Date: Thu, 02 Jul 2020 15:31:59 +0000
From: blackmoon56@protonmail.com
Subject: IDENTICAL TWIN NEPHEWS - Part 2

                          Identical Twin Nephews

                                  Part 2

				    By

				BlackMoon56

My head was totally reeling by this point -- and I don't just mean the
one on top of my shoulders! Truth is the end of my cock was throbbing
ever more viciously with each word that Dan uttered; and every good sense
told me that I had to get out of this situation damn quick if I was going
to avoid doing something that I later seriously regretted. Not that I
didn't want to take full advantage of the situation or of what my nephew
appeared to be suggesting about my own brother. But I was old enough and
wise enough to realise that you couldn't always take the testimony of a
nine year old boy as the gospel truth.

"Hey," I laughed, bouncing up and down on the bed in childish
distraction, "I know something better than this. Let's go and take a
walk to the park and get an ice-cream. What do you say? I'm sure Ben
will love to do that too ..."

The irony of what I had just said hung heavy on my soul from the very
moment I spoke. Truth is, I could actually thinking of absolutely nothing
better than spending time naked with my nephew and blowing my load in
front of him; and in comparison heading off to the park to feed the ducks
and suck on a popsicle just didn't compare. Yet sadly I had very little
option under the circumstances. I was Dan and Ben's fraternal uncle, for
God's sake. A young man they trusted and whose wellbeing had been
entrusted to me. As such, no matter what I might want from these two
boys, and no matter what I thought was going on between them and my own
brother, my actions must remain totally above board and proper. After
all, my primary objective had always been to look after them and to
protect them from harm; and no matter how much my cock wanted it
otherwise, I was now doubly determined to live up to that commitment more
than ever.

As such, it was with a newly enlivened responsibility of guardianship
that I trudged those two lads out of my apartment a short time later;
having whisked Dan back out of my bedroom and dressed with breakneck
speed to ensure that the boy had the minimum of opportunity to speak to
his twin about what had just happened. For it was my sincere fear now
that Dan would say something to his brother concerning the incident,
especially given the revelation that their Dad was seemingly taking every
opportunity to engage in his own corruption of these two young fellows.
Adult cock, it would appear, was potentially very much a normality in
their lives -- or at least in the life of Dan, if what he said was true
-- and my big concern was that that sense of normality could easily
result in today's incident being talked about between them as if it was
nothing wrong.

And if there was one thing I was certain of at that moment, it was that
engaging in anything of a sexual nature with either of these two
floppy-haired angels would be totally and utterly wrong. No matter how
consensual it happened to be.

On the same score, however, it would also be the hottest thing ever in
the history of hotness!! And it was that thought -- not to mention the
thought of what my brother, Guy, had apparently been quietly up to behind
the scenes -- that rattled around in my brain as we headed off into the
sunshine.

Believe me, I was as horny as it was possible to be right at that moment.
Horny as fuck? Well, times it by ten and you've probably got a good idea
of my state of being as I walked behind my two nephews on our way down
the road. Indeed, my cock was as hard and wet as it's surely possible to
be; constrained by some of the tightest briefs I could find in a bid to
disguise the bulge in my shorts.

Just watching those two cherubs as they toddled off in front of me would
have been torment in itself, of course; their perfect little asses almost
winking at me with each and every step. But what had just happened back
at my home only seemed to make the present torture I was experiencing
even more intense, even more infuriating. Like someone was deliberating
tempting me. Teasing me. Whispering sweet nothings in my ear, whilst
showing me the rich pleasures that could be mine if only I abandoned my
honourable intent.

Fuck, what I wouldn't give to be able to bang those two little rears for
all they were worth!

"Uncle Brett ...?" Ben suddenly exclaimed, turning around to break
through the mist of my private thoughts for a moment.

For a split second I struggled to hide my confusion. "What?" I gasped,
before I had even thought.

"Are you okay?" he continued, clearly perceptive to me not being my
usual bubbly self.

"Yes, yes," I eventually replied; now aware that Dan was gazing back in
my direction with a somewhat mischievous glint in his eye. At which point
the lad turned and whispered something to his brother, which resulted in
both of them casting me a momentary glance before bursting into a private
snigger.

"What are you two laughing about?" I quipped, as calmly as I could
under the circumstances. Truth was their boyish merriment had unnerved me
somewhat, unsure as I was as to what Dan had just disclosed to his twin.
For all that, however, it was imperative that I maintained my cool. To do
otherwise would be to risk at best embarrassment, at worst complete
disaster.

Ben smirked, as he appeared to eye the mound in my crotch. "It's just
..." he began. "Well ..."

Dan was always the bolder of the two, so it was little surprise that he
was the one to eventually come out with it. "Uncle Brett, I think you
might have spilled something ..."

I was completely taken aback. "Spilled something?" I retorted, eyeing
my shirt. "What do you mean ...?"

Dan nodded towards my groin, winking as he did so. "You have a wet
patch," he smiled.

"Not to mention a bit of a tent, Uncle Brett," his brother added. At
which point I suddenly realised that neither of these two rascals were
anywhere near as innocent as their angelic looks would have  me believe.

"Are we getting you a little bit excited ...?" Dan suddenly teased.

I honestly didn't know what to say. "No!" I finally retorted. "No,
boys, I must have just spilled something down me on the way out, that's
all ..."

It was a pointless assertion, of course. They were clearly way too
experienced in these matters to be bluffed by my excuses. Indeed, I felt
very much like a cornered animal right at this moment; knowing, as I did,
that they fully understood why I had a bulge in my shorts and why I was
displaying such a very visible wet patch.

"It's okay," Dan assured me, as if he was the older one in the
relationship between us. "You don't need to be embarrassed ..."

Geez, I sighed, these boys were good. Real good in fact. Truth is they
were totally in control of the entire situation here, and there really
did seem to be precious little that I could do about it.

I laughed, but my nervousness showed through -- of that I was quite
certain. "I'm not embarrassed," I insisted, though in truth I probably
wanted the ground to swallow me up as we walked along.

"Dad always says we should never be embarrassed about our bodies ...."
Dan continued.

"He does, does he?" I quipped, as I wondered ever more about my older
brother.

"Dad very often gets excited like you," Ben added.

"Must be a family thing," I anxiously joked -- almost before I knew
what I'd said.

"Dad likes it if we help him out when he gets like that," Dan
continued. "Would you like to help you out too when we get back home
from the park ...?"

I could barely believe that my nephew had said what he had just said. "I
really don't think --" I began, struggling to catch my breath in a rich
mix of excitement and anxiety.

"It's okay," Ben smiled, "we'll take good care of you ..."

And with that the two of them scuttled ahead through the gates of the
park in the direction of the small ice-cream parlour. Leaving me with a
wet mound the size of Vesuvius throbbing in my pants; and looking every
inch as likely to erupt at any minute.

No doubt about it, I was being worked by these two mischievous elfs.

And, believe me, I was fucking loving it!



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