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:
Erie County officials confirmed 25 storm-related deaths to date. Recovery efforts kicked into high gear as the snowfall was not as intense and plow crews could begin to clean the snow with addition of some larger vehicles.
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This morning, was Charlie's turn for me to fulfill his Christmas wish. I still didn't know whether I was giving myself to them or they were giving themselves to me. He didn't care if Jordan was in the room or not, as long as he didn't give anything away that was about to happen. Jordan just kinda hovered like a helicopter parent as I made love to Charlie's hole. He wanted to see everything, from rimming, to tongue fucking, to finger fucking that moved into a prostate massage. He was fascinated by the physical interaction between whatever body parts were involved.
I started out on Charlie the same way I did with Jordan, and brought him to a quick orgasm, tasting his sweet young cum.
To change things up a bit, I had Charlie sit on my chest with his knees in my arm pits. I lifted his butt and pulled his dick to my mouth. He was happily fucking my mouth in that position when the anal beads found his anus. Since I had an assistant this morning, I used him for prep work. He lubed the beads and had them ready to hand to me when I was ready.
I positioned them at his rear entrance, then pushed. I discovered a difference in their sizes. In Jordan I got 6 beads in him, Charlie's hard stop only allowed 5 beads. I fucked his ass with those 5 beads while he fucked my lips. After his inevitable orgasm coating my tongue generously, I rolled him off me to his side into the position where the beads would more easily make the turn into the large intestine. Again with a little work all 10 beads were past Charlie's anus and I could fuck his behind with the whole thing. After he produced another ejaculation, I pulled the device out.
"Wait, did you forget something?" Jordan reminded me.
"Oh yeah, I did. I shoved the beads back in him and turned the switch enabling the vibration function.
You would have thought I turned on Charlie's vibration switch, not the one on just the vibrator. Charlie was like an actor in one of those holly-roller revival meetings. His body thrash and quivered on the bed like the very devil himself was being excised from his body. What did excise from his body was two ejaculations of semen which went directly on the bottom sheet. Not a big deal, since I had all day to wash them.
"You ready for me Charlie?" He nodded and gave me the cutest little smile. He rolled to his back and pulled up his legs revealing his day-after-Christmas star.
"Lube us up Jordan," I requested, and laid next to Charlie. Jordan went to work applying lube to the parts needed for our final act. While he worked on us, I kissed Charlie's lips some more.
Then I explained, "We're not going to use the position with you on the bottom, I want you on top. That way, you can control the penetration of my penis in you. I'm just a little afraid I might hurt you, and I don't want to do that. You're gonna ride me cowboy style instead."
"Woohoo" Charlie yelled, I'm gonna be a cowboy!
"Stand over me, your feet beside my hips and sit on me." He sat as I asked, and I pushed him backward against my dick, now sticking straight up his backbone. "Now lean forward." He leaned and I pulled him farther pivoting on his knees his butt rising off my pelvis.
"Jordan, can you get us lined up, please." Jordan's hand grabbed my lubed cock and centered it in Charlie's anus.
"Ok, Charlie, this next part is all you. As you sit up, my penis will go in you. He tentatively leaned back, and he and I could both feel my dick start to slide in him. "That's it, Charlie, take it slow and easy, whatever makes you feel good. It took every ounce of my willpower not to just thrust up into him.
My dick throbbed when my glans was at last, surrounded by his anus. Jordan was back there too, intently watching my dick enter him. He grabbed his dick and masturbated madly.
"If I could only get my dick in there with yours Brandon, we could both fuck him."
"That's called double penetration, and with an adult dick already in him, there's just not enough room for two. You might be able to do that with someone you age, as long as Charlie wants it." I added.
Jordan's masturbation successfully added his cum to the point of union between me and Charlie.
My glans was in him now, the hardest part over. He leaned back all the way, and the rest of my dick slid in.
This position did nothing for Charlie's prostate, my dick bypassing it completely. But Charlie was sitting on me butthole to pubis, my almost 6" inside him and he loving the sensation. "Try it a few times, see what it's like." He bounced up and down a few times enjoying the penis sliding through his anus.
"Spin around Charlie, 180°, facing the other direction." Charlie wiggled and made small adjustments till he was facing his brother.
"This is the `Reverse Cowboy position. Lean forward a few times so you slide up and down my dick." He did but still no prostate interaction, but In a few seconds. . . "Ok now lean back all the way to my chest, I'll catch you.
I eased Charlie down, "This is now the `Pearly Gates" position," I said. And with that I put one hand under each of his luscious buns and raised him up so I could thrust up into him. Now I was directly poking his prostate gland and quickly had him heralding the arrival of yet another cum.
Jordan used his location to his advantage and sucked Charlie's dick in his mouth allowing him to cum in there.
Another advantage of this position is the proximity of the participants faces. It was easy enough to do some passionate French kissing while fucking his tight little ass.
"Oh Charlie, I'm about to cum," I warned. My dick still pummeling his sex gland.
"Cum in me, I want to feel it deep inside me."
"Sit up then, I'll be as deep in you as I can get." I pushed on his back so he was again seated directly over my dick, driving all of it up inside him. My body continued thrusting, trying vainly to get any deeper. My dick was hitting the hard stop at the end of his shorter rectum now no longer assaulting his prostate.
Jordan reached out and took Charlie's dick in his fingers and beat him with great urgency. "Cum with Brandon, Charlie! Cum for him! Do it together.
I don't remember whose orgasm started first, Charlie's or mine, it really doesn't matter but both of us orgasmed and ejaculated hard. Charlie's, sucked into his brother's mouth. Mine, went deep in Charlie's rectum. Charlie's orgasm was shorter and he collapsed back onto my chest while I continued pumping semen in Charlie.
"I can feel it. I can feel your sperm in me!" Charlie exclaimed.
My erection quickly waned after such a massive cum, my penis shriveled and it slithered out of Charlie's hole.
Seeing a gapped open anus right in front of him and remember what Charlie did to him last night, Jordan moved in, raised Charlie's legs and put his penis in his used and slimy hole, plugging it, at least temporarily. He fucked his little brother while he was still lying on my chest trying to remember how to get oxygen into his lungs.
Last night and this morning were the two hottest sexual encounters of my life. I could be arrested for statutory rape now and I would have no regrets, except maybe for the being caught part.
I was supposed to be at Matt's apartment, to pick him up at 10:00 It was quarter till when I checked my phone. I quickly call and pushed the pickup to 11:00.
Time really does fly when you're having fun.
I got the boys out of bed and into the shower for a quick one, then to the kitchen for breakfast. I left them to entertain themselves with their Christmas gifts promising to return in an hour.
It was snowing lightly when I left to get Matt from South Lockport. It was 16° when I left and 16° when I returned with Matt. It took me just under an hour as there was still a driving ban in place. Snow accumulation when I got back was 49" with a little more predicted by tomorrow.
I hadn't even seen Matt's face yet as he was bundled up and waiting outside for me. In my garage we took off our snow suits and gear. Matt was buck naked under his suit and he was standing tall when he shimmied the suit down over his hips.
"Uncle Matt" the twin cries came when the side entry door to the garage burst open. He kneeled to receive the two naked boys as they rushed him, nearly knocking him over. He picked up both boys, their arms locked around his neck, and one of his arms under each of their butts, their dicks squished into his well-developed belly.
I was still trying to get out of my snow suit, I was much more conservatively dressed underneath. It never crossed my mind to go commando. Had it, I would have dismissed the thought as too risky, what if I broke down?
They went inside and I struggled with my boots.
Finally, I followed them in, to find them snuggled on the couch engaged in a session of heavy kissing and Matt's hands clasping their butts with his middle finger in their anuses to the second knuckle. His fingers rhythmically fucking both anuses simultaneously. His lips on a swivel kissing one then turning to kiss the other, then back to the first.
I took my seat in the big chair. Matt whispered something and Jordan came over and crawled in my lap. His attention no longer divided, Matt became singe focused. He had located the tube of lubricant and had it next to him. He lubed his dick and laid on the couch, Charlie on top. "This is the Cowboy position," Charlie proudly explained.
"Yes, it is Charlie," Matt agreed, "Now get my dick in you, pronto pardner."
Charlie raised himself up and settled over Matt's not quite as large dick as the boy had remembered it. He was maybe ¼" longer and a little smaller in girth. In Charlie's well-fucked hole, Matt's dick slid in effortlessly as the boy dropped over him.
Matt held Charlie's butt a few inches above his pelvis. "Ride this bucking bronc, boy," Matt exclaimed as he slammed his hips up into Charlie's bottom, driving his dick to the same hard wall I had encountered. He let Charlie ride him back down to the couch then shoved him back up raising his hips high. He again caught his butt cheeks with his palms and dropped back to the couch pulling most of his dick out. "Yeeeeeehaw, buddy, ride my cock!" He quickly and without mercy slammed himself up into Charlie's butt 3 times, before allowing him to ride back down to the couch, only to start the process over.
"What would you like to do, Jordan," I asked.
"Will you do me with the beads again?" he shyly asked.
"What ever you want lover-boy. They're in my bathroom, could you go get them, and bring some lube too." I requested.
"Fuck Charlie, I'm gonna cum in your ass. Oh god, I've missed you." Matt screamed as he thrust deep and spewed his load. "Keep going Charlie, we're going for back-to-back!"
I watched as the uncle/nephew twosome continued the position seeking a second orgasmic event. I didn't see any semen on Matt's stomach, Charlie, must not have come yet.
Jordan returned with the anal beads. He lubed the first 6 which would take them to the hard wall up inside him before the turn into the intestines. "Just use this much of it. Any more is kinda uncomfortable and doesn't do anything for me."
"No problem Jordan climb up here," I said, as I moved my butt to the edge of the chair. As he climbed on, I leaned back so he had plenty of room in my lap. He sat on my legs, our hard dicks touching his entire length along mine.
I took the anal beads from him and I slouched back into the chair as if I had reclined.
Jordan followed me, his dick staying on top of mine, I reached around him and positioned the first bead at his anus. He had thought ahead and lubed his anus as well. I pushed the beads in him slowly, each bead making a separate opening and closing of his anus. When all 6 were in, I grasped the dry beads and pulled everything back out. With the heel of my hand against his buttock I could flex my wrist and either drive them in or pull them out. I did that several times waiting to see what would happen.
"Faster, do it faster," Jordan demanded as he entered the fog of sexual lust. I didn't need him spouting his semen all over the place so I varied the angle of entry, sometime towards his prostate, which drew squirms and moans as the beads rubbed over his gland, to straight in, only stimulating his anus and rectum.
One last trip of the beads bumping their way over Jordan's prostate, released his shaken seminal fluids. "Fuck, I'm cumming," he said in a slurred and barely audible voice.
Damn, the boy cummed a ton. His penis still lying in direct contact with mine, 4 strong pulses of barely teen cum shot out, covering my dick. All I could think was fresh lubricant. I sat up forcing Jordan up too, though he was in no condition to do anything. I hefted the two of us up, and sat further back in the seat. Keeping one arm around him to keep him from falling to the floor, I moved his feet, one at a time, behind my butt.
I pulled Jordan higher up my body till my dick was freed from captivity between us, and it angled out some, still pointing mostly straight up. I lowered Jordan till his hole lubricated with artificial as well as his natural ass juices contacted the head of my dick, the alignment wasn't there so, I moved one hand to my cock to get things straightened out. Firmly centered in his pucker, I lowered Jordan, my dick, covered in his semen slid inside him.
"Oh, that feels good. What position is this?"
"Mastery" I replied.
I kept our bodies together and bounced Jordan up and down on my dick. Jordan's dick rubbed my belly with every motion. Since Jordan is a foot shorter, his face was even with mine and I was able to kiss those sweet lips and suck on his tongue while I thrust into his rectum. It was almost one of those magical simultaneous orgasms. It wasn't, but both of us orgasmed.
I was about ready for a time-out; I was about fucked out. But I figured I could go once more. I put my legs up on the ottoman. I still hadn't pulled out of Jordan's ass and I had him lean back lying on my legs. I spread my legs, allowing him to drop down to the ottoman. This position is called fusion, and It's all about making your partner cum. 100% of the fucking motion is a direct onslaught of your partner's prostate. If this don't get him off, he's had prostate cancer, and had it removed via surgery.
I held Jordan's legs and pulled us together, my dick pointing nearly at the ceiling. I thrust once and even I could feel the little nut up inside him with my dick. I lifted his hiney a couple inches and began the assault. I drove my cock into his nut. Hard, and did it repeatedly, really pummeling it. The sensations originating in that gland cleared the lust-driven fog from his brain and reawakened the primal desires of a boy who first realizes he's had an orgasm and can have another whenever he wants one.
I rabbit fucked that little love pot of ejaculatory fluids driving him to the peak of sexual arousal, the almighty orgasm.
Then he arrived. His hips got higher and higher till he was only touching the ottoman in two places, his penis like a tiny flagpole atop a skyscraper. Then it became the 4th of July (Dec 26 in reality) as the fireworks flew from the top of that pole. His semen launched in spectacular of explosions to the Ooohs and Aaahs of the surrounding crowds. Ok, to the moans and groans of a 13-year-old boy.
I was done too. I didn't need another orgasm to prove my manhood. I was good with where we ended up together.
I finally remembered we weren't the only couple in the room and looked over to the couch. Matt declaring victory having managed back-to-back-to-back orgasms as he fucked Charlie in the cowboy position. Charlie looked disappointed none of his pearly drops were sprinkled on Matt's stomach or anywhere else I could see.
I whispered to Jordan, "Take Charlie to your room and make sure he has a couple of orgasms, I need some time to talk with Matt."
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With the room cleared, Matt and I faced each other for the first time in 16 years. We were both naked, the same as we were the last time we were together, and we'd both just had sex, but that time it was with each other.
"Good to see you Matt. How's life been treating you?"
"Pretty well, but not as well as its treated you. You got a nice place here."
"Well, mom and dad said I could use it till they leave it to me in their will.
"How many times did you get off in Charlie?"
"Dude! I got a triple!" he stated proudly.
"And how many times did Charlie get off?
"He musta cum a couple of times, at least, maybe more."
"Check your stomach, Matt, where's the evidence? Where's his semen?"
He looked down at himself, seeing no such residue anywhere.
"You're the most selfish fucker I know, not that I know very many, but even when you fucked me when we were kids, I hardly ever got to cum when you were doing me. You'd fuck me, pull out, roll over, and fall asleep. I can't tell you how many times I had to jack off cuddled up against your back after you fucked me."
"I'm, . . I'm sorry Brandon, and I wasn't asleep when you were jacking off, I knew what you were doing and why, and I felt bad, but I wasn't man enough to face up to it, I didn't know what to do back then."
"Well you know now, and it's time to man up. Go to the bedroom and take over for Jordan, apologize to Charlie for leaving him hanging, then make it up to him. Make him cum, at least twice.
"Have you ever tasted a 12-year-old's cum?" I deviated.
"Just yours, and Jordan's," He replied.
"Dude, that's some seriously addictive shit, you gotta try his. Sweetest nectar on Earth. Once you've had it, you won't want to go without it. Let him cum in your mouth, he knows how to do that.
"And the last part of this challenge is; do it all, and don't let yourself cum.
I went to the kitchen to fix lunch. I made pizza from scratch. At least that was the name on the package. Inside was a frozen crust, and all the makings for a skimpily topped pizza. But I buy it cause it's a good base from which to work, and I can add whatever I want. Their sauce is just right and I build up from there. I quadrupled the slices of peperoni, and added a half pound of `pizza blend' shredded cheese. I even have a pizza stone for the cooking in the oven to produce the crisp crust.
While it baked, I went to check on the threesome in the bedroom. As I stopped in the doorway, Charlie was on all fours on the bed, trying to catch his breath, obviously have just experienced a major orgasm. Matt was lying on his back and had Jordan on top of him on his back in the Bent Spoons position hammering Jordan's prostate. Each thrust, inducing a grunt from Jordan. I stood there watching for the impending ejaculation.
Jordan's dick exploded in spectacular fashion, sending his cum in every direction as it flopped around from the fucking he was receiving "Can you guys wrap this up in 20 minutes? I got the pizza in the oven."
"Can you give us a 5-minute warning?" Matt asked.
"Sure. Have you cum yet?"
"No, and I'm not going to. You're right, this is all about them, and I've only got 15 minutes left. So excuse me while I pay attention to Charlie some more. He passed me and went to Charlie, he pulled his legs up, folding in half completely. And with his ass off the edge of the bed, he slid his hard cock in him while standing on the floor. His natural angle of entry was slightly upward assuring easy access to the boy's buzzer.
Matt had accepted my mission and I was impressed with his focus.
I returned to the kitchen and got out the accessories for pizza. Paper plates, drinks, parmesan, napkins.
With 5 minutes of baking time remaining I went back to the bedroom. Matt was again working on Jordan. "5-minute warning!" I cheerfully called out and started to walk away.
"Wait, Charlie's had 4 orgasms, this will be Jordan's 4th, can I at least have one?" questioned Matt.
"Sure, if you ask nicely, I'll bet Jordan will let you come in him.
"Jordan, can I cum with you this time?" . . .
I didn't hear Jordan's reply but based on the roar from the bedroom, I'm guessing Jordan allowed it.
They appeared for pizza a few minutes later. I could see there was a half-hearted attempt to clean up, there was some smearing where splashes of cum were haphazardly wiped off.
During dinner I started what could have been an awkward conversation. "I gotta ask Matt, what are you gonna do about your nephews?"
"I got no choice really, with their mom dead, they got nobody else."
"No other relatives, anywhere?"
"Nah, it was just down to me and her, now its just me and the boys I guess."
"Is this what you boys want?" I asked.
Their response was instantaneous and in the affirmative. They definitely wanted to go live with Matt. I found myself relieved.
"That's gonna be a big change for you in your lifestyle at least."
"Hey, its not like I'm a party animal or anything, but, yeah, it'll be a huge change."
"Have you been thinking about what you're going to have to do?"
"Yeah, I did a little research on line, as soon as this snow emergency is over, I'll need to contact the Office of Children and Family Services (OCFS) and get myself approved to be their guardian. They'll probably give me an emergency placement at first, then permanent guardianship down the line. And some day, if the boys want, I can adopt them."
"Sounds like the start of a plan."
"I know, can you see me as president of the PTA? Next thing I'll need is a minivan to take `em to soccer practice. My life, as I know it, is officially over."
"I'm gonna miss you boys but I want you to know that I'm here for you, you need some short-term care for emergencies or business trips or whatever, call me. I'm only 30 minutes away.
"Matt, stay in touch this time."
I took them home using the snowmobile and the sled. It was slow-going with 4 on a snowmobile made for 2. Their suitcases full of clothes and their presents firmly held in place on the sled. Some of their new clothes got worn for the first time. the boys looked "different" with clothes on for the first time in 4 days. Their new jackets kept them warm on the ride.
I began missing them on the ride home. Opening the door to the house and finding it empty hit me hard.
On Thursday, the snow was melting for the second day in a row, and I got a call from the Office of Children and Family Services. Matt had listed me as a reference on his application. I gave an hour phone interview. They treated me like I was some sort of hero. I told the truth, just not the whole truth. Somethings, OCFS doesn't need to know.
He called me excided as all hell when OCFS approved him as the boys' guardian with a bonus that he would be receiving the stipend from foster care.
I have an idea, that I'm gonna see those boys, and Matt, again.
Hope you enjoyed it. Now is a good time and this where you should send me a message. The_Curmudgeon@Yahoo.com.