by The_Curmudgeon
Hi, The_Curmudgeon@Yahoo.com here, I'd love to hear from you once you've read my story.
This is the shortest time in which I have ever written a complete story, but things were time-sensitive, the Bomb Cyclone really did happen and sadly several people in the Buffalo Area lost their lives.
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This work © by The_Curmudgeon, January 2023.
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Characters:
Jordan, age 13. Homeless big brother of Charlie.
Charlie, age 12. Homeless little brother to Jordan.
Brandon, age 29. Game coder for a small company of independent
contractors. Our Hero.
Matt, age 34, but is just a memory of a boy of 15 in Brandon's head who
taught him about sex.
Uncle Matt, age unknown, Jordan and Charlie's Uncle on their mother's
side.
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From the Official Weather Service storm summary report:
Christmas Day brought some relief to the areas the storm ravaged across the Northtowns and downtown Buffalo as the lake effect band shifted a little farther south. The band, now aimed at the Southtowns area would bring these municipalities one to two feet of snow that day.
Travel bans across Erie County continued Christmas Day and the Buffalo Airport was closed for the third consecutive day. Roads were impassable, communities were snowed in, many without power.
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Wrapping presents into the wee hours of the morning I listened to the weather channel on TV. The temperature at 1:00 a.m. was 16° and forecast to rise steadily throughout the day, peaking at 4:00 p.m. at 21°. But more snow was expected today too.
They also reported that seven people had been found dead in the Buffalo area due to the storm, and more are expected as victims are found inside snow drifts still in their cars. This morning there was 43" of snow on the ground at the airport.
I finally finished wrapping and placing the presents under the tree about 3:00 a.m. and I stumbled to my room exhausted. The two lumps under the covers indicated my guests had again decided to take over my bed. A bolder move today than Saturday, when they joined me sometime after 5:00 a.m.
I went to my bathroom, took care of business, and returned to my bed. The boys were sleeping as far apart as they could get, leaving only the middle for me. Looks like a set-up if I ever saw one.
I reached for my electric blanket control, but found it already on. Beside it was a surprise, they brought the lubricant from their room. These kids must be boy scouts, Be Prepared, is their motto, and these boys were prepared for something.
To get in bed I would have to crawl over one of them. Charlie was on the side towards the bathroom, which is the only side I use, so I lifted the covers to get in. This revealed Charlie's beautiful naked body. I raised it enough to see Jordan's body as well. Jordan's hand was wrapped around his hard little dick. Not doing anything, just wrapped around it. I suspected that while I was in the bathroom, that hand had been making a very specific repetitive motion.
"How do you know? Maybe I do." He whispered back.
"I don't. I took a chance that you were faking it."
"Can I scoot over next to you?"
"Sure, come on over," I replied and I raised the covers between us. He came all the way over, right up against me. When I lowered the covers, my hand landed directly in his little spike and I grabbed it in the same manner as he had been holding it, and began gentle strokes.
"Oh, that feels so good," Jordan swooned.
He laid there a while just accepting the manipulation of his penis, but the closer he got to orgasm, the more he participated by thrusting his hips up into my hand. His hand reached out under the covers grabbing my own hard cock, not trying to jack it at all, it was more like he needed something to hold on to. His grip tightened as his orgasm drew near.
"Oh FUCK!" he screamed, loud enough to wake the neighbors. Well, at least loud enough to wake his brother. His hand tightened on my dick to the point that it was painful. I threw back the covers so his ejaculate would have room to fly. His semen shot out onto his chest, and belly.
Just then I felt a poke at my backside as Charlie snuggled up against me, his 3"er touching my anus on its first try. But everything back there was dry. That penis wasn't going any further.
My fogged over brain spoke for me. "Lubricant Charlie, on the bedside table" I felt the poking object depart and my attention returned to the dick between my thumb and two fingers, currently spouting semen. The primary expulsion was over, now he was dribbling over my thumb. I stroked him once more to extract the final little bit and licked it from my fingers.
The covers on Charlie's side fell away too, as Charlie reached for the tube, then lubed his dick with the slippery goo. He snuggled back up against my butt and his penis poked into my crevasse again. This time he was way off. "Let me roll to my back, Charlie," I told him.
Charlie moved away, and I rolled over. I pulled my legs up, "There you go Charlie, get in there that way. Charlie kneeled at my behind. He could see his target now, and with one hand, directed his dick at my anus. He pushed his hips forward, and slipped inside me.
Holy shit, the sensation coursing through my body from Charlie's little-boy pencil-dick sent me backward through a time-warp to 2003 when Matt's dick slipped in me the first time. I'd forgotten how foreign, yet how good that felt. My dick instantly started pumping sperm on my stomach and chest. I shot 6 streams of cummy goo before Charlie even got set up in a decent fucking rhythm. But I held on to my legs and encouraged him, "That's it Charlie, shove it in me!"
It didn't take Charlie long to reach his climax, I felt how his orgasm affected his rhythm, but I couldn't feel any of the semen he released in me. There simply wasn't enough of it. As he slammed into my ass with unrestrained urgency, my dick shot off again, adding to the mess I already made.
"Can I do that too?" Jordan asked.
"Charlie had the lubricant," was all I replied.
Charlie was slumping forward after his orgasm and I pulled him down to my chest still between my legs. His dick slipped out of me and he landed in two loads of my cum. I held him there in a hug. "Thank you, Charlie, that was wonderful," I whispered in his ear.
Jordan appeared between my upstretched legs, but Charlie's legs were still in the way. Between us we manhandled Charlie's body off, towards his side of the bed, his head, still on my chest. Jordan positioned himself and the semen he'd squirted on his chest earlier was now running down his stomach.
I pulled my legs a little higher and felt Jordan's dick enter me just as easily as Charlie's had. After a brief moment of rapture, he too got his hips moving and brought me more pleasure with his little dick sliding in and out of my anus. I held my legs back, and Jordan held my dick, using it like a handle, pulling on it to shove his dick in me, and pushing on it to pull out.
Fuck! Matt hadn't even done that to me before. The sensation was so new, it was too much and a third orgasm crash over me. Semen flew through the air again landing on Charlie's head and face. "Catch it in your mouth, Charlie," Jordan encouraged his brother. He made a half-hearted attempt, but my final shots landed well short of his open mouth.
Jordan kept his rhythm going through my orgasm even though my anus was clutching his dick like a vice. His earlier ejaculation had given him additional staying power, but you can't hold off a 13-year-old's orgasm for long.
Soon, Jordan wanted deeper in my ass and he grabbed my thighs. He tried shoving his penis in with his hips and pulling it in at the same time. Trouble is he was already in balls deep, and there wasn't any more dick to push in.
"I'm puttin' my sperm in your boy-pussy," Jordan cried. One last shove and he released a boy-sized torrent of cum in my ass. I could feel it this time, something warm and squishy in there along with his dick. Another feeling from a long time ago when Matt would ejaculate in me. I had no control, my semen boiled up as I orgasmed again.
I haven't orgasmed 4 times since I was 13, with Matt's 18-year-old dick taking me places I'd never been before or since. It was the last weekend we were together before he moved away. I haven't fucked or been fucked since then. Until today. Christmas morning, Merry Christmas Brandon.
Jordan collapsed faster than Charlie had when he finished. We laid there trying to breathe, Charlie was the first to fall back asleep. "Jordan, pull up the covers please," I remember asking. I was asleep before they came up.
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When I awoke at 10:00 a.m., the three of us were under the covers. We didn't need them at this time of day, the furnace had the whole house at 75°.
"Merry Christmas boys!"
"Merry Christmas Uncle Brandon," Jordan replied.
"Merry Christmas," Charlie added.
There was cum all over everyone and everything. All three of us had it on our torsos, some had run off me onto the sheet below me, and some had been transferred there by the boys when they got off my chest. Cum running off Jordan had dripped to the sheets beneath my butt, there were several wet spots I would need to take care of.
Later though, not now.
As I stretched out, my hand found two bodies lying on their backs and my hand slid down their chests, across their tummies, stopping on their dicks. Both were nearly hard already and it only took a stroke or two to finish converting flesh into steel.
A few more strokes and both were humping my hand.
"Can I do it in your butt again?" Jordan asked.
"Me too," Charlie chimed in.
"Sure, have at it." I said throwing the covers all the way off the end of the bed. The lube was on Jordan's side and he was ready first, so he headed for the position of honor before he handed off the tube to Charlie. "Let's just do it plain old regular rear entry position," I said and I rolled over, stuffing my pillow under my chest. I spread my legs and Jordan got between them. His slick little dick pierced my anus quick as a spear. One thrust and he was lying on my back.
He paused for a moment to enjoy the initial penetration, then started the thrusts. Charlie finished lubing his little dick and went behind his brother. "Spread your legs apart, Jordan," he commanded. He then unceremoniously shoved his dick in Jordan's ass. Additional weight was added to my back as Charlie laid on top of Jordan. It now felt like two boys were fucking me. Their thrusts weren't coordinated and I could feel Charlie's thrusts driving Jordan's dick back in me.
Jordan cummed first, he had a head start. I got to feel his sperm enter me again. Then he had to lay there while Charlie finished fucking him. I didn't care how long it took, as long as a penis was sliding through my anal canal, which Jordan's did every thrust Charlie made. Fuck, I could lay here all day.
When both were done, we pulled apart and Jordan realized I hadn't cum in that position. He was right but I didn't mind, I may only have one more in me till later. I wanted another taste of Charlie's semen, so I suggested a 69-ring. The boys didn't understand till I got us in positions where each of us could suck the next person in the circle, like a 69, with any number of people, and you're not sucking each other.
I took Charlie's dick in my mouth, Charlie took Jordan's dick in his mouth, and Jordan took my dick in his mouth. I quickly got Charlie's semen on my tongue, and Jordan fed his cum to Charlie. I called out to turn it around and everyone faced the other direction, I now had Jordan's dick, Jordan had Charlie's, and Charlie had mine. My orgasm was almost there when we switched, and I quickly returned to that level. A few more sucks and thrust and I tried to drown Charlie. I couldn't though, these boys are practiced cocksuckers. Uncle Matt has taught them well, and Charlie swallowed my sperm. A couple minutes later, and Jordan sucked the semen from Charlie and I got to suck sperm from Jordan.
"Ok, boys it's Christmas morning, and it's already after 11:00. It's time for a shower, then we strip the bed to put the sheets in the laundry, and lastly, have some brunch." I purposely ignored the presents under the tree, knowing they would throw everything off as soon as they were discovered.
We went to my shower, I shampooed Charlie's hair since it was my sperm in it, Charlie shampooed Jordan's and Jordan did mine.
"Hey this is just like that 69-ring, except with shampoo," Charlie observed. The rest of the shower was just a group shower with each of us cleaning each other's parts and playing with them at the same time, but no more baby makers were launched.
I had already decided that I would stay naked today with the boys regardless of my penis' status. Erect or not, we were all boys and boy's dicks get hard. A lot. It doesn't bother them when they get hard, why should it bother me?
We came out of the bathroom and pulled the top and bottom sheets off my bed. Then took the mattress pad too, it was wet where semen soaked through. I gave sheets to one boy and the pad to the other. It wasn't 12:00 yet and we left the bedroom in route for the laundry room.
Two steps into the living room both boys shrieked, "Presents!" dropping the laundry where they stood.
"Oh, Santa must have come after all." I added. I knew this would be a distraction.
They ran to the tree, and started looking at the packages. I didn't have any of those tags marked `From:' and `To:', so I just wrote their names on one side with a black marker. "Can we open them?" Jordan asked.
"Can I start the laundry first?" I asked.
"Just one please? Then laundry," he negotiated.
"All right, one package. Try those two over there." They were similar packages is size and shape, just different paper. It was quickly torn away revealing new shoes. They squealed with glee and tried them on. They're just our size! I love the color!" Jordan declared.
"Mine too, blue is my favorite!" Charlie agreed.
I've never seen anyone so happy over new shoes.
"Now can we stop for the laundry?" I asked.
"One more, please?" Jordan tried.
"No you already opened your just one. Let me start the laundry. The presents aren't going anywhere."
"Ok," Jordan relented, and he went over to where he dropped the sheets. Charlie right behind him with the mattress pad. Both were wearing their new shoes. We went through the kitchen into the laundry room. It only took a little while and the machine was started.
Passing back through the kitchen, hunger overrode their desire for presents. "Can we maybe have some breakfast first?" Charlie asked.
"Yeah, I'm all for that too, I'm hungry." Jordan agreed.
We made bacon, French toast, scrambled eggs, and fresh fruit with hot chocolate. Our detour lasted only a half hour as they scarfed down their breakfast. "That was really good, can we go open another present now?" Jordan asked remembering his manners.
"Yeah, lets go open them all," I said. They rushed to the tree and tried to figure out what to open next. I suggested the large ones at the back. The pulled the two packages, then traded when the names didn't match. The paper came off revealing two different color roller suitcases. This time the red one was Charlie's the blue one was Jordan's. "You can trade if you want the other color," I told them. They looked at each other and switched.
"I know these are suitcases, what are they for?"
"Well, I figured that you'll need some place to keep all your stuff." I explained.
There was present after present, a package of socks, another of under pants, undershirts, Levi's, and a pair of slacks, flannel shirts. Each packaged item was wrapped separately. I wanted them to have as many packages to open as possible. Their suitcases filled with new clothes. And outer wear, including a heavy winter coat. These packages were all soft packages, you could tell they were clothes from the feel of the package.
But then came the boxed items, they opened game after toy, each was whole-heartedly appreciated. There were some sporting goods mixed in as well, baseball gloves, each with its own ball, and two soccer balls. Then it came down to the final package. The only one with both their names on the side. "Go ahead Charlie, you open it, just remember half of it is mine." Jordan said.
As Charlie tore the paper off Jordan realized what it was and rushed to Charlie's side as the final paper came off. "This is for us? Really?"
"Yeah, wherever you end up, its yours to take with you."
It was a Nintendo Switch with Neon Blue and Neon Red joy/cons. A complete handheld gaming system.
Both boys ran to Brandon's arms hugging and kissing him. It was their best Christmas ever. It didn't take much to be the best, three years ago, they got nothing for Christmas, their mother was broke that year. They also learned there was no Tooth Fairy or Easter Bunny, in one harsh lesson.
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Things had calmed down and the destroyed paper was collected up for the recycle bin.
"Brandon?" Jordan started.
"Yes Jordan?"
"There is, . . . one present I'd like to give you."
"What's that Jordan?"
He turned his back to me and leaned over. He reached back and spread his plump butt cheeks, revealing a beautiful Christmas star.
"I want you to put your dick in there. Please?" Jordan asked very seriously, looking at me over his shoulder.
"Me too, Brandon, I want you to fuck me too." Charlie, the follower added. Taking the same position and spread.
I realized in a heartbeat what they were doing. They had no money for presents for me, and were giving me what they had. Their bodies. Those sweet innocent nude bodies. Damnit, my dick betrayed me filling with blood. Junior Brandon was soon making himself obvious. Inserting himself in the middle of everything.
"You guys don't have to do that for me. You're already doing enough."
"Well, it's a selfish gift too. I really want you to fuck me. If you don't want it as your present, would you do it as a present for me? I haven't had a big dick, like that one," pointing at mine, "in me since last Thanksgiving and I miss it."
"Oh, Uncle Matt again?"
"Yeah, that was the last time we got to see him before he died." Jordan confirmed.
"Yeah, Uncle Matt was the best, he could fuck us for a long time before he would cum, like 5 or 10 minutes, and we'd get to cum sometimes too. He'd do it a special way to make his dick hit our boy buzzer up inside our butts." Charlie added.
"You mean your prostate?" I asked.
"Yeah, he called it that too, but boy buzzer is easier to remember." Charlie rationalized.
"Didn't an adult-size dick hurt?" I asked.
"It hurt the first couple time Uncle Matt did it, but it stopped hurting and felt real good." Jordan confirmed.
"What about you Charlie, won't it hurt you?" I asked.
"It hurt every time Uncle Matt put his in me, more at first, but the more we did it, the less it hurt. It wasn't so bad that I didn't want him in me. And that was over a year ago, so, I'm bigger now. And me and Jordan fuck all the time."
"What about the size of my dick compared to Uncle Matt's?"
"You're close to the same size, he was maybe a little bigger around, but he was longer too, but less than an inch, I think."
Well, that was good, I'm smaller than Uncle Matt and they're both 14 months more grown up. This could work. "We'll have to see boys, you'll need to prove your anus is big enough for me to put my dick in you."
"How do we do that?" Jordan asked.
"I have a thing called a dildo that is the same size as me, but its tapered so it goes in easier. If it'll fit in your butt, so will my dick.
"Can we do it now?"
"We can test your size, if that's what you're asking. If it fits in you, I think I would rather have sex with you, in bed later, rather than just fuck you."
"What's the difference?" Charlie asked first.
This morning I let you guys fuck me. You wanted it, I wanted it, no strings attached just put your dick in a hole and work up an orgasm. It was fun, and I enjoyed it too. There's nothing wrong with fast fuck, but, having sex or making love, is done with someone you care about. And I care about you. My first time inside you, I want it to be special for both of us. I'm not gonna just cum in you and be done. We're going to take our time and enjoy the journey to our orgasms. Do you see what I mean?
"Yeah, I understand Brandon," Charlie said, "You want to be like a husband and wife's first time in bed after the wedding."
That description was close enough, "Yeah, that's right Charlie, a special time between two people who are special to each other.
"I'll be right back, I'm gonna get the dildo and we can see if it will fit." I went to my bedroom and got the toy and the tube of lubricant from my drawer. I grabbed a hand towel for cleanup or bleeding if that should happen, but I will try my best to make sure it doesn't happen.
I sat back down on the couch and asked, "Who wants to go first?"
"I will," Jordan quickly stated, "Since I asked for this, I should go first."
"Sounds fair." I replied. I think Charlie was a little relieved his brother was going first. "Come over to the couch." I showed the boys the dildo. Black, fairly hard, smooth rubber material, 5" long, rounded tip that tapers to the full diameter over 3". How do you want to do this. He looked around the room for options, then kneeled before the ottoman and laid over it, he spread his legs.
I squeezed out a dollop of the lube and spread it on his exposed anus. I pushed a finger in him to spread it around and pre-loosen him, I fucked his hole with that finger till I got a sensual reaction from him. I had him climbing the lust factor scale. With some more lube, I added another finger, and pushed both through his anus. I rotated my hand back and forth working my fingers in him. Charlie watched with intense curiosity. My two fingers are as wide as my dick and the dildo, just not quite the same circumference. My fingers worked their way in, stretching his anus more and more. I pushed them in as far as I could and did the rotations again.
"You want to be helpful, Charlie? Here, lubricate the dildo for me." As he lubricated everything from the tip to the full diameter, my fingers continued to rotate in Jordan stretching his anus. I could already tell, this was going to be successful for Jordan, for Charlie, I wasn't sure yet.
"Ready," Charlie said, showing me the copiously lubricated rubber dick.
"Jordan, I'm going to take my fingers out, take the dildo from Charlie, then put it in you. You ready, buddy?" I asked Jordan with a light slap on his butt cheek.
"Ready, . . . do it." He commanded.
I pulled my fingers, quickly wiped then on the towel, took the dildo from Charlie by its base and positioned it at Jordan's slightly open hole. I pushed. Jordan's anus opened and the dildo slipped in him, past the largest diameter without any stress, and the dildo's base bottomed out against his anus.
"You ok Jordan?" I asked.
"Yeah, when does it get to the large part?"
"The largest part is already inside you," I replied.
I grasped the base and pulled it back out, somewhat slowly. "Oh, I felt it that time, no problem. Do it again."
I put it back to his anus and pushed it in then pulled it out several times, as easy as it started, it got even easier. I decided to have some fun. I changed the angle of entry, instead of parallel to his back, I pointed the dildo towards his penis, where the prostate is located. And pushed it back in. He sucked in air when it hit him, "Holy shit, what was that?"
"That's your prostate. I fucked his ass with the new alignment less than a minute and had his moaning in pleasure. My free hand grabbed the towel and went under him just as he orgasmed, shooting his semen in the towel instead of on the ottoman.
Charlie was there with stiff erection in anticipation, knowing it was his turn. Having watched his brother, he was looking forward to the test. "Can I lay in your lap?" Charlie suggested.
I scooted my butt to the back of the seat and leaned against the backrest, opening my lap for the 12-year-old. "Get up here, Charlie."
I positioned the towel under his penis as he laid over me. Even if I didn't get to the full diameter, I would be able to hit his prostate with it. I handed the dildo to Jordan to hold for now, and squeezed some lube on my fingers. I repeated everything I did with Jordan, one finger and fucking, then two fingers. He was tighter than Jordan and that is to be expected, he's a year or so younger. I rotated my fingers inside his anus stretching him. I took more time doing this. I fucked his anus with those two fingers, but not going in the whole way. His anus relaxed slowly and soon enough, I was in his ass as far as I could go. I did the rotations again, for a longer time, each iteration I could feel him relaxing and stretching.
"You ready Charlie?" I at last asked.
"Yeah, fuck me with that thing." I took the still lubed dildo from Jordan and placed it against his anus, I pushed slower this time, but with consistent pressure I was able to get it right below the largest diameter. Charlie wined and winced at the pressure and pain at his back door.
"Almost Charlie," I said to reassure him. I pulled the dildo out and pushed it back in. I took it out completely, handing it back to Jordan and added more lube, squirting some up in his butt, and more on the dildo. I took it back and tried again. "Almost there." I pushed as hard as I though I could them started making circles around his anus with the base. I bounced it, in and out, in and out, each time it threatening to slip inside him. One more push and Charlie had to catch his breath as a brief instant of pain hit him as his anus stretched that last little bit.
I had a hard time believing a larger penis would have fit in him a year ago. Uncle Matt must have done a lot of stretching his anus before penetrating his small butt. I did the same thing as I did with Jordan, I fucked his anus with the dildo, each entry and exit causing discomfort till at last it didn't anymore, then only pleasure as the dildo traveled through his entrance. I changed the angle again and forced him to orgasm through prostate massage. A satisfying, long, drawn out "Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh Yyeeeeeeaaaaahhhh," as he shot out a large load.
It was 3:30 when the test completed. Both boys passed and I agreed to have sex with them, easy, smooth, loving type of sex, not wham, bam, thank you ma'am, hot fucking sex. I promised the kind of sex you have when you care about the other person. Since Jordan asked first, me and Jordan would have sex tonight. Tomorrow morning me and Charlie would become one.
The boys had plenty of things to play with, and I had some work he wanted to do too.
I brought my laptop to the living room so I could watch the boys play with their toys and with themselves or with each other, if that's where it went.
I remembered the screen name SouthLockport, but couldn't remember which game he'd been playing at the time, so instead of going into actual game chats, I went to the blogs and posted everywhere:
Gamers,
Looking for a player, screenname SouthLockport. I played with or against him
maybe 2 years ago. Have family emergency info for him. Very important I find
him. Need him to contact me ASAP.
Help me find him, repost this on every gaming blog. A matter of life vs. foster
care for two boys.
Uncle Matt, message me for your nephews.
Coder404
Lots of players know me and the message did the equivalent of going viral, it was copied to every active board. I got a message back; Found an old message on a developer board with the screen name you seek. DM'd him, but over two years old.
I got a couple messages from my coworkers: saw your post, what's up, how can I help.
Viral is good. My friends are cool, I was directed to a popular game and SouthLockport was waiting for me in a private chat room.
Coder404: You Uncle Matt to anyone?
SouthLockport: Two boys Jordan and Charlie. Whatsup?
Coder404: Rescued them from a tent outside Walmart on Friday. They think you're dead. We need to talk, (716) 867-5309.
The phone rang seconds later. "Uncle Matt?" I asked.
"Yeah, what's this about rescuing my nephews? Are they alright. Where are they?"
"They were set up in a tent next to Walmart in Harris Hill, when the bomb cyclone moved in. I brought them home with me. They were hypothermic. Jordan was stage one; Charlie was stage two. I put them in water and warmed them up. They're ok now.
"Why were they in a tent, did my sister screw up again?"
"You might say that, she got into some bad Fentanyl and died in June."
"Oh, fuck, and they've been homeless since?" Uncle Matt sounded incensed.
"Best I can tell, is they were in foster care but took off. The foster parents were gaming the system, something about oatmeal for dinner. Not sure how long they were on their own, they haven't told me that part yet.
"Just to let you know, since they thought you were dead, they may have told me a few things that you made them promise not to tell anyone. They're a sexually uninhibited pair." I told him.
"They told you about us? Is that going to be a problem? He asked testing the waters.
"No not at all, they were very complementary about their time with you."
"That's a relief, they do love sex. I suppose they've raped you already."
"Well, I wouldn't call it rape. I was a very willing participant, but I did let them have their way with me."
"Cool, I bet little Charlie can cum now too?"
"Yeah, thin watery, but he cums. Sweet too."
I was baring my soul to this stranger on the phone, for all I know he could be vice cop and is recording our conversation for my prosecution.
"Have you fucked them yet?"
"No can't bring myself to do it, although they have plans for me to do them."
"Dude, you're gonna like it when you do, they're little dynamos in bed."
"I'm already finding that out."
"So what's the next steps here?" Matt asked.
"Well, according to the boys you're their only living relative. So, you and Child Services will have to work things out for a permanent placement, I guess. I don't know the law, but they're run-aways from foster care. Pretty sure that's a problem."
So, where you got them stashed?
I'm in Harris Hill, just south of you.
"Oh man these coincidences are too much. Are you Brandon on Vinewood Dr.?"
"Yeah?" I said questioningly.
"Brandon, it's me Matt, I was your fucking baby sitter!"
"Holy shit, Matt. I can't believe it's you. Being with these kids and them telling me about the things they did with their Uncle Matt, brought back so many memories of when we used to fuck. I think Charlie even looks a little like you."
"You think so? Are you still living with your parents?
"Nah, they moved to Costa Rica, and I'm living in the old homestead. The last one story on the block."
"Spent many a day there naked with you, or in you.
"I remember. In me, would be the better description. But I got in you my fair share too."
"Yeah, but with that little kiddie dick, I barely knew you were in me. How long ago was that?"
"You moved to Pennsylvania when you were 18. 16 years ago. And my memories say I made you cum with my little kiddie dick, plenty of times."
"Yeah, you did, I'll give you credit for that.
"Damn, I'm getting old. With these kids now, I guess I'll have to become a responsible adult."
"Humm, I'm having a hard time imagining you as a responsible adult," I joked.
"Hey, I haven't fucked anyone since their mother stopped allowing them to come over anymore."
"Why'd she do that?" I asked.
"Oh, I think one of them slipped up said something, and she figured out I was letting them run around naked, and that I taught them certain skills."
"And I can guess which ones, they're both really good cocksuckers."
"Yes, they are. Well, someone needed to teach them how to suck, and what to do with their dicks, their mom sure wasn't going to, with all her goodie-goodie church shit."
"How about we surprise the boys with a FaceTime call, and bring you back from the dead?"
"Yeah, I'd like to talk to them, too bad we can't go out, I'd come down there to see them."
"I can make that happen; I have a 2-up snowmobile. I can be to South Lockport in 45 minutes.
We decided on the FaceTime call for now and he called me back, I carried my phone out to the quiet living room, where Jordan and Charlie were engaged in a 69 on the couch. I raised the phone high overhead to give Matt an overall view of the couch, which also gave him a view of my dick as well. Both boys were actively sucking the other's dick. "Boys, someone wants to talk to you." They looked up at my phone high above them.
"Whoever it is, you have to point the camera at your face," Jordan said, to the microphone, leaving Charlie's penis so he could talk.
Matt rotated his phone bringing his face into view. "Is this better?" he asked.
"Uncle Matt!" they screamed. The dual blowjobs were quickly forgotten as they scrambled to sit up. I sat between them to hold the phone while everyone talked.
They hadn't spoken for 14 months and there was much to talk about. Matt told the boys that he used to baby sit me, many years ago, confirming what I had told them about my Matt. And some of the many things we did together, just like he and the boys had done, and what I and the boys did over the past 24 hours.
What a huge coincidence. To find my Matt after all these years.
It was late in the afternoon and we made arrangement for Matt's trip to the house tomorrow. I was to pick him up at 10:00 a.m. and he would be ready in his snow gear. It would take me 30-40 minutes depending on how many red lights I could run.
We skipped lunch today since we started breakfast at almost noon. It wasn't a fancy meal with a big roast turkey, but a simple meal made better by the participants around the table. There was a smoked turkey breast, and mashed potatoes made from Idahoan instant potatoes, and frozen vegetables, cooked in 5 minutes in the microwave. I did make fresh crescent rolls and opened a can of jellied cranberry sauce.
Near the end of dinner, Charlie asked, "When you guys do it tonight, can I watch?"
"It's ok with me, how about you Jordan?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's ok with me, he can watch." Jordan said.
"So it all comes down to you Charlie, do you want to know what's going to happen to you, or do you want to be surprised.
He considered his options thoughtfully. "I think I want to be surprised. I'll wait in our bedroom, but you have to come get me when you're done, even if I'm asleep."
At 8:00 p.m. I turned off the lights and took Jordan's hand for the trip to my bedroom. His little dick was instantly erect in anticipation of what was to come. I told Charlie he could go to his room, or stay up longer. He chose the Nintendo Switch and went to their room to play. Jordan and I turned into my room. And climbed in bed.
I did some prep work securing a towel for when things got messy, and put some of my smaller toys under the pillow, along with the lubricant, without Jordan even seeing them. We started with the covers over us. I went for the low hanging fruit, in this case his scrotum containing two little grapes. I laved the delicate skin of his scrotum with my tongue, and sucked first one then the other, then both into my mouth, Jordan writhed between the sheets. His first orgasm crashed over him, his ejaculation intense, I used my lips to contain the escaping fountain.
Jordan was ready to be fucked, he laid there humping the air. But I wasn't ready to give in to him. I raised his legs in the air and moved in, attacking his anus with my tongue. All around the perimeter my tongue circled his little star. I flicked it, I prodded it, teasingly, I thrust my tongue inside him and tongue-fucked his tight little anus. He threatened to cum, but I denied him, letting him cool down.
"Oh man, that's not fair, I was right there!"
"All is fair in love."
I think the saying goes `All is fair in love and war'. And I'm declaring war on you for that. He attempted a tickle attack.
I grabbed his wrists and moved them above his head, and laid right on top of him, pinning him to the bed, he was helpless, with my heavier weight on top of him, he was pressed into the mattress, my dick pressing into his stomach. Just to tease him I began rubbing my dick on his belly.
I wiggled down his body and nibbled on his ears. Then lower and paid homage to his perfect little nipples, licking them and moving on to nibbling at them.
One of my favorite toys is my anal beads. 10 inches of insertable length, but not too big around, just a great toy to produce lots of stimulation in the anus, the anal canal, the prostate and if you go deep enough, the rectum. Each ball is 1" in diameter, between each ball the shaft narrows to ⅝" and of course the whole thing vibrates.
I didn't want him to see it coming, so I flipped him over and resumed rimming him some more. With that distraction, I reached up under the pillow for the beads and the lube.
Never missing a lick, my tongue had his hole open large enough to take the beads already. They're not intended to be a stretching tool, but for Jordan and Charlie they would help a little.
I pulled my tongue and replaced it with the beads. With gentle pressure the first bead popped in then the second, and the third.
"What is that thing?" Jordan demanded.
"Just my favorite toy to terrorize your anus and rectum." He tried to squirm around to see what devilish device was invading his rectum, but I pushed him back flat on the bed. "You can see it later, when I'm done blowing your mind," I teased. "Be prepared to have multiple orgasms.
I increased the pressure and the beads slipping through his anus at an increased pace. But I hit that location where the rectum makes a sharp turn into large intestine. It's not a dead end, but that's far enough for now, we'll make that bend later.
I yanked the 6 beads out of him, the last one audibly popped out. His anus gapped open briefly, and before it could close, I shoved them back in. I got a good moan out of him with that move. I wanted to make him to cum quickly, but not on my bed, so I had him turn over onto his back and put his feet on my shoulders. We will be using this same position later when I make love to him.
But for now, this was just for fun, mine as much for his. I pull the beads out and changed the angle of reentry, this time a direct onslaught of his prostate. As those beads passed over his gland, one right after the other, his hips tried going higher, but his anus was already pointed at the ceiling. I only pulled it out part way this time, just so it wasn't touching his boy buzzer, then shoved it back in each bead bumping into his prostate in a nice rhythm.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming again," he cried, and I reached over him directing his penis at his face, specifically his open mouth. It was an easy shot, doubled over as he was, he could almost suck his own dick. All his semen at least found his lips, most went in his mouth. He licked his lips clean.
I rolled him onto one side, this position is easier to get the deep anal stimulation my toy provides. The trick is just to get it to make that turn into the large intestine. I pushed the beads in until I hit the hard stop, then started moving it around. His hard little dick didn't give up after two orgasms, staying hard in anticipation of a third. The first bead finally made the turn and three more followed it.
I switched on the vibrator option. It was like electricity was coursing through him. Still on his side his pelvis made every type of motion they are designed to make. He humped the air beside him. He rolled to his back and put his feet against me, humping straight up. I moved his feet to either side of my hips and leaned down taking that sweet little dick between my lips. Combining a blowjob with the anal beads, yeah, he didn't stand a chance. About 10 seconds and he was feeding me his third load of semen.
This one seemed like it took a lot out of him, his penis shriveled up and laid there just trying to breathe. "No more, please, just fuck me now!"
I laid next to him, face to face and kissed him on his beautiful lips. I tickled his lips with my tongue and he figured out it wanted in. His lips parted and my tongue explored his mouth. The longer he had to recover the more active he got in out make-out session.
I pulled away from his face and asked, "You ready?"
His reply was a simple but firm nod. I handed him the lubricant. "Get me ready, Jordan." He kneeled over me and spread a little lube over my dick, and rubbed it in. He started doing the thing where one hand rubs from the glans to the root then the other hand does the same thing. "Don't do that Jordan, I'll never make it. I want to be inside you when I cum. Just get me ready."
He added more lube spreading it down the shaft as well. Then laid back on the pillow face up. "I want to watch you," he said.
"That's perfect, because I want to watch you too," I said, smiling at him.
I moved between his legs and he spread them wider, then pulled them into the air. I stuffed a pillow under his butt so he could relax a bit more and enjoy what was about to happen.
His anus was good and ready, the beads had done their job well, I moved closer till my dick came in contact. With my hand, I moved my dick up and down his cleft till the head settled into the center depression of his anus. Even if I were to cum right now, my semen would go in him, that was how open and receptive he was.
I inched forward while at the same time drawing back my hips. When I felt settled in, I increased the pressure against his anus. My glans slowly disappeared, his anus parting and allowing me inside him. The corona is the largest part of my dick, and this was going to be easy. His anus slowly opened and I watched my corona slip in. I paused and looked at his face, it had the look of pure ecstasy . The rest of the world at this moment, for him, didn't exist. There was only him and me.
"You ok Jordan?" I asked.
He just nodded. It was amazing for me too. 16 years since the last time I had sex with Matt was all coming to a head, and I don't mean that as any kind of a joke or pun.
With confirmation that Jordan was good, I leaned into him and my dick slid in him to the hilt. Pelvis to buttock and I felt my muscles contract, a spasm down between my legs gave off a shooting pain as my semen leapt forth into Jordan's rectum.
Never had I experienced an orgasm anything like this, not with Matt or my hand.
I thrust myself hard against him with each pulse of semen leaving me, I didn't hurt him, my thrusts didn't cause any movement between us, maybe just a little between Jordan and the sheet beneath him.
My orgasm was huge I could feel more pulses of semen than I'd ever released before. I leaned over Jordan and kissed him passionately.
After such a massive ejaculation I should have been done, done too soon. But I was not. My rock-hard cock stayed rock-hard, and I was able to begin full-length strokes in him. I pulled back till I could feel my corona contact the inside of his anus, then I pushed back in. I wanted to see what I was doing to him, so I went back to my knees. The next pass out I watched his anus pull back along with my penis. Then it went concave as I pushed back in. I reversed course again and again his anus came out with my dick, but this time I pilled further, his anus spread even more and my corona reappeared. His anus closed as it slid down the taper of my glans. I didn't lose contact with him and thrust deeply back inside him. I held his hips and slowly sawed in and out of him a couple or three, or maybe twenty more minutes. This time my body gave me plenty of notice what was coming, a nice warm fire in my balls, my toes curling, a feeling in my stomach all came together in perfect unison.
"I'm cumming Jordan," I warned him.
"Don't pull out," he begged. Like I would. Not a chance.
This time I shoved it in just as the first pulse fired off, I pulled back and thrust with each pulse of my ejaculation. This orgasm didn't hurt, it was, `normal?' But man did it feel good.
"Gimme your hands," I told Jordan. I grabbed them and pulled as I went to my back, pulling him on top of me, my dick firmly seated in him. I felt a wetness and looked down, Jordan was ejaculating again, on me this time. I pulled him to my chest and held him there.
We didn't move for a long while. No idea how long, but long enough to raise suspicions for Charlie. He stuck his head into the room, "Did you forget to come get me?" he asked.
"Didn't forget, just hadn't gotten around to it. Come on in." I told him.
"Oh, you're still fucking." Charlie said seeing my dick where it disappeared in Jordan's ass. "Did I interrupt you."
"No, like I said, hadn't gotten around to it yet." With that, my softening dick slid out of Jordan.
"You gonna be like that for a couple minutes?" Charlie asked moving behind and between his brother's legs.
"We can manage to stay still for a while." I replied.
He leaned over his brother and slipped his dick in Jordan using my cum and the excess lubricant.
"You know, I could hear just about every thing you did and said in here. I jacked off three times. But I didn't let myself cum the third time," he said as he fucked Jordan who was laying on top of me.
He finished with a satisfying sound as he orgasmed, "Are we going to sleep in this direction tonight?"
We were on the bed the wrong way and would need to turn around to have any covers.
No, we need to clean up first then we can go to bed. I carried Jordan to the toilet with my hand covering his still loose anus. He squirted semen into the toiled reminiscing of a female peeing.
With a warn washcloth, I wiped us down, removing all residual signs of sex.
I had to remake the bed so we could have covers over us tonight.
One chapter to go. . .