Date: Mon, 16 Jun 2014 21:33:37 -0700 From: Db Byron Subject: Jacobs Playhouse Part Ten M/b Incest DISCLAIMER: The following story contains descriptions of sexual activity between men and minors, especially boys. If you are under 18 years of age, READ NO FURTHER. If you are morally opposed to sexually explicit fiction involving minors, READ NO FURTHER. The following story is fantasy only and was written for the author's private enjoyment. Others have convinced me to share... This fiction is not intended to contribute in any way to illegal actions by the reader, nor is it intended to contribute in any way to harmful acts toward children. All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me at db.byron@yahoo.com. Additional parts to this story depend on feedback, so, be sure to write if you liked it! The Nifty Archive has welcomed thousands of open-minded men to indulge in their hottest and darkest fantasies. Anything is possible in a story. But making those stories available is only possible with help from you. So curl up with an erotic tale. Let it take you to the edge of ecstasy and back again. Then take a moment and donate. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html - Chapter Ten: "Labor Day Weekend Fuck Fest Part Two" Standing on the mattress in the back of my Dad's truck, parked in the backyard, with my Nephew Jacob bent over a large metal toolbox in front of me and my Dad on his knees straddling him, facing me; Is where I found myself frozen in pain as to my complete and utter surprise, Olivier was forcing his fist deep into my ass. My knees were shaking as I stood riveted to the spot, my 8" cut cock buried deep inside Jacob's abused hole and my own hole burning like fire as the Frenchman on his knees behind me proceeded to fist me. I had tears in my eyes and I couldn't even move. My heart was raising as I stared into my Dad's eyes in front of me. He looked at me intensely as we hugged each other tight. Him hugging me for comfort and I hugging him in fear. The sound of Mark's voice suddenly breaking the silence around me. "Holy fuck!" Mark yelled. Olivier continued to force his fingers inside me until his hand finally made it into my aching hole. My Dad looked down to Olivier as he held me tight and he nodded. It was then that I knew, that I had been caught in an elaborate scheme to get me fisted as well as Jacob. I'd wanted the boy to get fisted so much but I never imagined how incredibly painful it could be, to be on the receiving end of it until that moment. I cried as my Dad whispered to me, "Daddy'll make you a pervert yet." I was speechless and in such unexpected pain. The man's hand exploring inside me felt impossibly huge as he worked it deeper. I could feel my hole squeezing around his wrist and I wasn't sure what to do. There was really nothing I could do but stand there and let it happen. I looked over at Mark, Damien and Alex as they stood next to the truck and just by the way that Alex took off running back inside the house. I could tell that what was happening, was just as intense to witness as it felt. I tried to relax but I just couldn't My heart was pounding in my chest as Olivier slowly and very gently eased his hand out, just past the knuckle of his thumb, only to return it again. "Jesus Fucking Christ! Ahhhhh! Fuck!" I cried out. It hurt so much, I knew I had to be bleeding but I wasn't about to look back to find out. I just stood there and submitted to it the best I could. Mark and Damien stared at me, like I was on display for them. It felt awkward and humiliating. Just as I was about to start begging Olivier and my Dad to stop. My Dad released me from his bear hug and reached down in front of me. He put a hand on each of Jacob's tiny hairless butt cheeks and spread them. I looked down and saw my cock buried inside his young gaping hole. "Come on now. Show Daddy how you fuck a helpless child." My Dad said. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and put my hands on the toolbox to either side of Jacob. "That's a good boy. Fuck him with that big rapist dick." My Dad said. Hearing him call me a child rapist filled me with fear but I knew he was right. Only a child rapist would want to fist a young boy. I felt guilty and strangely empowered as I stood there. I worked my hips back. Which forced more of Olivier's hand inside of me. It hurt so much and at the same time the pleasure my cock felt as it work inside my Nephew's hole balanced the sensation somehow. Soon I found myself thrusting back inside Jacob's hole and repeating the motion again and again. "There you go. That's how you do it." My Dad said. My hole was burning and my cock was throbbing as I slowly resumed fucking the boy. Mark watched me with the most intense eyes and I knew what was happening was vindication for wanting to fist his Son. I deserved what I was receiving for even wanting to attempt such a thing. My Dad clearly felt the same way and had arranged it with Olivier. I looked at Mark and mouthed the words, 'I'm sorry.' Mark stared into my eyes as he turned and walked to the back of the truck. I wasn't sure what he was doing or where he was going. I could only look down and focus on Jacob's bubble butt. I continued to fuck him deeply as Olivier continued to fist me. After several minutes, I felt Olivier slowly ease his hand out of my ass and I looked at my Dad. He nodded and I closed my eyes in fear as I awaited whatever was coming next. "Easy... Easy... Slow... There and push." Olivier said calmly. The next thing I knew, I felt a new hand pierce my aching hole and I tried to look back to see who it was. "Fuck! Ahhhhh! God Damn it! Ahhhh!" I cried out. "Hurts, huh?" Mark said from behind me. He was on his knees behind me, next to Olivier. Who was helping him to fist me. "Fuck yeah, it hurts bad!" I replied with tears in my eyes. "Good..." Mark said, "Now keep fucking. Shoot your load up that cute little ass." My heart nearly skipped a beat as I heard him tell me that. I looked down in front of me and my Dad's 6.5" cut cock was dripping precum all over Jacob's back as he held the boy down. I focused on my Nephew's hole and started fucking him harder. Mark's hand felt a little bit smaller than Olivier's and I found that it started to feel pretty good to me as I began to adjust to it. I looked down and over at Damien. Who was still standing next to the truck, with the most eager little eyes I had ever seen. He was just watching and smiling innocently. It was almost eerie but also kind of hot to have him watching us. "Ohhhhmmmm!" Jacob whimpered and moaned. I'd finally worked up to a steady rhythm as I felt my load of cum welling up inside me. I fucked Jacob harder and harder. Until I felt my load erupt inside him. "Fuckkkkkkkkk!" I groaned. My hole squeezed Mark's hand tight and he wiggled it around inside me. "Wow! Mmmmmm!" Mark said. I breathed heavily as I slowly came to a stop. Mark eased his hand out of my hole and I scooted back. My cock slipped from Jacob's gaping hole and I looked at my Dad. "How'd that feel, hmm?" My Dad asked. "Fucking incredible..." I replied as I breathed deeply. "Good..." My Dad said with a grin, "Now... Hold him, while I fuck the shit outta the little slut." I hopped over the toolbox and got in front of Jacob. He looked up at me with tears in his pretty little eyes and I couldn't help but lean down and kiss him. My tongue pushed into his mouth as we locked lips and I put my hands on his shoulders. "Please, Uncle James. My butt... It hurts so much." Jacob cried softly. "I know kiddo. Trust me I know." I said, "I'm so proud of you. You're my brave and special little man." I licked the tears from his little face and I kissed him again. Then I watched as my Dad got down from the toolbox and moved in behind Jacob. Mark and Olivier scooted back and watched as he rubbed his cock between my Nephew's cheeks. "Mmmmmm! You nasty little slut. Grandpa's gonna breed your sloppy boy pussy." My Dad said as he pushed his cock up inside the boy. "Ahhhhhh!" Jacob cried. My Dad put his hands on the toolbox, on either side of Jacob and began to hammer his meaty shaft in and out of him. I knew his hole was wet, loose and sloppy with my cum inside it. He picked up his pace and soon the truck was rocking to the sway of the fucking. I looked down between the boy's cheeks and listened to the sound of my Dad's balls slapping his boy butt cheeks. Then to my surprise my Dad reached down, taking his hairy balls in his hand and shoved them up inside Jacob's gaping hole, along with his thick cock. "Ahhhhh! Shit!!!!!" Jacob cried out. "Fuck him, Daddy." I said as I watched. "Ahhhhhh! Shit!!!! Ahhhhh!" Jacob cried out. "Take it, Jacob! Mmmmm!" Mark said. I couldn't believe my Dad's cock and balls were fitting inside my Nephew's hole. It was blowing my mind and I could see how much it was turning my Dad on. He was fucking him harder and harder. But then he suddenly stopped as he grinded his hairy crotch up against his Grandson's hairless butt. "Take Grandpa's cum you little slut. Mmmmmm!" My Dad said. My Dad shuddered and shook as he shot his load up inside Jacob's hole. Then he pulled his cock out quick, making his balls and cock exit with force. The boy's hole slapped and cum splattered everywhere. "Shit!!! Ahhhhh!" Jacob cried out. My Dad looked at me and grinned as he raised a hand in the air. His hand came down and smacked Jacob's butt hard. 'Smack!' "Ahhh!" Jacob cried. "I love you boys." My Dad said as he scooted back. I watched as he stood on the tailgate of the truck and looked at Mark and Olivier. "He's all yours." He said as he hopped down from the truck. Then he walked around to the side of the truck. Where Damien was standing. I looked over the side and watched him as he walked passed the boy and reached over smacking him on the butt. 'Smack!' "Ouch! Hehe!" Damien yelped and giggled. "Come on. Shows over." My Dad said as he continued to walk. Damien followed him and the two walked back inside the house. I rubbed my Dad's pool of precum into Jacob's back as I looked at Mark and Olivier. The two of them were looking at Jacob's bare, abused bubble butt and I wasn't sure who was going to mount him next. Mark reached over and tapped Olivier on the leg. "You haven't had him yet. Go for it." Mark said. "Thank you. You are most kind. A wonderful Father." Olivier said, "But I wish to see Uncle and Nephew fist." I was truly shocked and surprised to hear that. I hadn't considered actually fisting Jacob myself. I found myself suddenly becoming nervous as Mark looked at me. "You heard him." Mark said. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Just come on. It's alright." Mark replied motioning to me. I got up and hopped over the toolbox again. I got on my knees behind Jacob and it was then that I had the chance to really see the damage that had been done. My eyes stared into the gaping, bleeding, cum-dripping, Crisco-coated hole of my 9yo little Nephew and my heart nearly stopped The intensity of what I was seeing was extreme. The outer ring was torn and had turned shades of dark purple and red. It looked like the most intense bruise a person could have. It was deep and leaking cum as I looked into it. "If you think that looks insane, you should see yours, Bro." Mark said. I didn't even have to see my hole to know it probably looked just as intense or worse. I couldn't even tighten it, it hurt so much. Jacob turned his head to look back at us with concern. "Is it ok?" Jacob asked softly as he turned to look back at me with tears in his eyes. "It's more than ok. It's big and beautiful kiddo. The most beautiful rosebud ever." I said comfortingly. Then Olivier came over beside me and applied lube to my hand. The scent of the old lube was so strong and overpowering. It sent chills down my spine. He took my hand and gently guided it to Jacob's hole. I felt around the boy's wickedly abused hole and I felt him shiver. "Ohhh! Ahhhmmmm!" Jacob cried. "Shh... It's ok." I said as Olivier guided my hand. I eased a few fingers inside and looked at Olivier. "There. Now add another, like this." Olivier said as he demonstrated how I should shape my fingers. I shaped my hand into a cone shape as I gently pushed it against the boy's hole and felt his outer ring give way. "Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ahhhhhhh" Jacob cried and squirmed. I kept pushing with Olivier's guidance and soon my hand was inside the boy's hole. It felt incredible to the touch. So warm, wet and endless. I opened my hand slowly and then closed it again and eased my hand back out. Then I repeated it again a few more times. It was almost like feeling what it must be like to be a penis invading a young boys hole. I could feel the way it gripped my hand and had it's own suction and I could even feel his heartbeat. As I gently fisted him, I leaned forward and kissed the top of his tiny butt cheeks softly. I knew he had given quite a sacrifice this night. After getting to feel inside my Nephew, I think I finally knew what it was like to be truly intimate with someone and I felt glad that I was doing it with him. Someone who I really loved with all my heart. Olivier and I spent quite awhile together, next to each other as we took turns slowly fisting Jacob. Mark eventually got tired and headed back inside the house to join the others. Leaving the three of us to be alone. I'm not sure at what hour we decided to go to sleep but it must have been really late. Jacob laid down on the mattress and I cuddled up behind him, spooning him and Olivier cuddled up behind me, spooning me. I reached back and felt Olivier's hard 8.5" cut cock and I guided it to my hole. As he spooned me he eased it inside me and it filled me with warmth. We took the blanket that was laying over the toolbox and covered up with is as the three of us snuggled together. The cool night air didn't bother us at all as we snuggled up close for warmth. I put my arm around Jacob and pulled him close and Olivier did the same to me. I don't know if he simply was doing it to keep warm or he just really wanted to fuck me. But throughout the night, I felt Olivier gently pumping his cock in and out of me. I'd often done that to Jacob when we slept together but I never made it through the whole night with my cock inside him. Olivier had an incredible ability and stamina that I had never even considered before then. Even though my hole was aching it felt really soothing to have him gently fucking me like that all night. The next morning, I awoke to the sound of Quail calls echoing through the trees around our house. As I opened my eyes to find the morning sun coming up over the lake in the backyard, casting sunshine against the house and warming the bed of the truck. I gave Jacob a gentle hug as I spooned him and noticed Olivier was no longer in the bed of the truck with us. I rolled onto my back and stretched out for a minute. Considering we didn't have a pillow to sleep on, my Nephew and I had slept really well on the old mattress with just the blanket to cover us. I yawned a bit as I sniffed the air and picked up the scent of ham or bacon cooking. That was enough to make me sit up and take notice. I looked over and saw the kitchen window was open and the scent of breakfast being made was being carried out over the bed of the truck. I gently shook Jacob to wake him and I hopped down off of the tailgate of the truck. As my feet hit the ground, I felt the sudden and unexpected sensation of my asshole throbbing. "Ohhhmmm..." I groaned. It almost felt as though my hole was hanging out of my body. I reached back and rubbed my it to find it was swollen and puffy to the touch. It was an instant reminder of the fisting I had received the night before. "Ohhh! Ohhhmmm..." Jacob groaned as he hopped down from the tailgate of the truck. I looked over at him and I knew he was feeling the same aching pain in his hole as I was. I reached my arm around him and the two of us limped our way to the backdoor of the house. We walked inside and the smell of breakfast cooking overcame us. It smelled so good, my stomach started to rumble just from the scent of it. We walked to the living room and I looked over, to find little Alex curled up on the couch crying. I wasn't sure what that was all about. So I left Jacob in the living room as I walked into the kitchen and found my Dad and Olivier standing at the stove cooking breakfast together. "What's the matter with Alex?" I asked. "Oh he's alright. He just helped us make a special ingredient." My Dad replied. I had no idea what he meant. I looked at him confused as I watched him dip a slice of bread into a bowel of beaten eggs. "Special ingredient for what? What you guys making?" I asked as I watched. "Olivier here, offered to show me how to cook a French breakfast." My Dad replied, "And I'm showing him how to make an American breakfast." "Hmm... Looks interesting." I said as I watched my Dad lay the egg coated slice of bread in the frying pan on the stove top. "Yes, I'm baking croissants and preparing jelly." Olivier said. "Yum. I love croissants." I said, "And what are you cooking, Daddy?" "Canadian Bacon and French Toast." My Dad replied. I couldn't help but laugh as I said, "Haha. Yeah, that's an American breakfast alright." "Hey, it has a little American in it. Just you wait and see." My Dad said with a smirk. "Ok, ok, I'll wait and see. Give us a few minutes, me and Jacob are gonna grab a shower real quick." I said as I turned around. I came back into the living room and Jacob rejoined me as we walked down the hallway to the bathroom. Once there, I pulled the shower curtain back and turned the faucet knobs. I turned on the hot water, adjusted the temp and eased into the warm shower. Jacob stepped into the tub and stood in font of me as I squirted shampoo in his hair. The two of us started bathing and as I watched the water and bubbles run down his tiny hairless crack, I couldn't help but feel the urge to examine his hole. As he washed the shampoo from his hair, I got down on my knees behind him and reached out, spreading his tiny cheeks. I ran my hand beneath him and felt his swollen, puffy abused puckered hole. "Ohh! Ohhhmmm! Stop! Ohmmmm! It's sore, Uncle James!" Jacob gasped and whimpered. He shivered and squirmed as I felt his hole but I couldn't stop myself. I put my hand on his back and leaned him forward. He put his hands on the shower wall as I spread his cheeks more and took a good look at his hole. It was the most incredible shades of purple, blue and red. As the water cascaded down over us, I leaned in close, kissing his tiny butt cheeks gently. Then I rubbed my nose up and down his tiny crack, before finally sticking out my tongue and beginning to lick his gorgeous puckered rosebud. "Mmmmm! Ohhhmmmm!" He moaned and whimpered. My tongue lapped at the puffy lips of his boy pussy and it tasted amazing. I held him by his hips as I feasted on his hot, wet, dripping hole. I knew it was sore and hurting but it was too perfect and in bloom not to be enjoyed. "Push it out for me kiddo. Show it all to me." I said. Then I watched as he pushed out, causing his rosebud to open wide. The lips of it swelled and pouted as he tried hard to open it for me. The more I licked his hole, the harder I felt my cock become. Soon I was throbbing hard and I knew where I wanted to put it. I finished licking him and stood up, moving in behind him. I grabbed hold of my shaft and shoved it between his tiny cheeks. "Wait! Please, ohhhhhh!" Jacob cried out. But it was too late, I felt the head of my cock pierce his hole and I buried it deep inside him. With my hands on his hips I shoved every inch of my cock up inside of him. The heat from his hole felt hotter than ever as it gripped my invading cock. "Ohhhhh! Fuck yeah!" I groaned, "I've gotta fuck you. Mmmmm. I know you want it." "It hurts! Ahhhmmmm!" He cried. "That's alright. That's the way you like it Mmmmm. Take it kiddo." I said as I fucked him. I reached around and felt his tiny boy cock and his 3" cut cock was rock hard. I stroked it for him as I continued to fuck his tiny butt. "Mmmm. You're horny for it ain'tcha. My little man needs a good fuck'n." I said. As the water splashed down over us, I could hear my balls slapping his hot little butt and the sloshing sound of my shaft sliding in and out of his wet boy pussy. "Fuck me, Uncle James. Ohhhmmm." Jacob moaned. "Mmmmm! Yeah, tell me how you want it, my sexy little man." I said. "Ohhhhmmmm! Hurt it. Hurt it bad. Ohhhmmm." Jacob moaned. Heeding his hot request, I pulled my cock from his hole, turned him around and lifted him up, pushing his back against the wall of the shower. With my arms under his thighs holding him up, I aligned my cock with his fully exposed gaping rosebud and forced myself back inside. "Ahhhhh!" He cried out. Jacob's back was sliding up and down against the wall as I bounced him on my cock. His hot wet hole felt so good around my shaft as I pounded him. "You like being fucked by your man, huh?" I asked. "Ohhhmmmm! Yes! Ahhhh!" He cried, "Fuck me! Mmmmm!" "Yeah. Mmmmm. I'm gonna fuck you good. Gonna pollinate your pretty rose with my seed." I said. As I pounded him harder I could feel my balls tightening and I reached down, grabbing my balls in my hand. Then as his little body slid back down on my shaft I held my balls tight against my cock and forced them up inside his puffy wet boy pussy, the way I had seen my Dad do the night before. "Ahhh! Shit!!!!" Jacob cried out. His hole gripped my entire package as his sexy little butt pressed down on my crotch. I held him in my arms as the water in the shower slowly turned cooler. Which felt really good since we were both working up a sweat. The way his hole squeezed my balls, there was no way I could hold back from cumming if I tried. I felt my load of seed fill his hot gaping hole and it swirled around my balls and shaft, buried inside him. "Fuckkkkkkkkk!" I groaned in pleasure. Then I pinned him against the wall as I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. I licked his face and kissed his forehead as I came down from climax. "I love you kiddo." I said as I breathed heavily. "I love you too, Uncle James." He replied with tears in his eyes. After a few moments, I stepped back and tried to gently pull my cock and balls from his hole. Just the feel of it made him gasp and his hole squeezed me, unwilling to release me from its hot grip. "Mmmmm. I'm gonna pull it out fast. You ready?" I asked. Jacob nodded his head slowly and I grabbed his sides as I lifted up on him hard. "Ahhhhh! Ahhhhmmmmmm." He cried out as my balls freed themselves. His hole stretched wide as my balls emerged from his hole and cum squished out around them. My now flaccid cock slipped from his gaping hole and I lowered him back down. His feet met the floor of the tub and I dropped to my knees in front of him. His little boy cock was still rock hard as I grabbed his little hips to steady him. While I leaned in and started licking his tiny hard spike. I sucked and licked every little inch of his hairless boy cock as I did my best to reward him for being so good and brave. "Mmmmmm!" He moaned. I reached behind him and turned off the water as I continued to suck on him. Then I reached my hand up underneath him and shoved four fingers into his cum-dripping rosebud. "Ahhh! Ahmmmm!" He gasped and cried. His little boy cock throbbed in my mouth and I knew what he needed. I used one hand to tug on his little ball sack and the other to finger his abused hole as I sucked on his little boy cock. I sucked hard on him as I shoved my fingers deeper into his hole. I worked my fingers in and out of him and he stood there squirming. After a few minutes, I felt him put his hands on my head and his squirms turned to intense shaking. I knew he was about to have a good strong dry-orgasm. "Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Whoaaaaaa! Ohhhhmmmm!" He groaned. A minute or two passed and he slowly relaxed. I eased my fingers from his hole and gave his little boy cock a final few licks before starting to stand up. As I rose to me feet, I stopped for a second to kiss him on the lips again. My tongue entered his mouth and I felt his little tongue meet mine. We shared a deep, passionate kiss and then I finished standing up. "How'd that feel?" I asked with grin as I looked down at him. "It felt really, really good." He replied with a smile as he wiped his eyes. "Good boy. You earned it." I said as I put my arms around him. The two of us embraced each other as we stood there in the tub, until we heard a knock on the bathroom door. 'Knock, Knock' "Breakfast's ready!" My Dad's voice permeated through the bathroom door. "We're coming!" I replied. "It sounds like you already did! Ha!" My Dad joked from the other side of the door. Jacob and I looked at each other and smiled. Then we stepped out out of the tub and toweled off. Afterward, we made our way out of the bathroom. Where we ran into Mark and Damien as they came out of Mark's bedroom. They followed behind us as we all headed to the kitchen. "Morning fellas." Mark said as he followed us. "Good morning. You guys sleep well?" I asked as I looked back at them while we walked. "We cuddled all night. Hehe." Damien replied giggling. "Oh, nice." I said with a grin. It was good to hear they'd cuddled but I was really hoping to hear they'd finally fucked. I knew both of them really wanted to do it. However, it seemed they were both also willing to wait until they felt the time was right. But when that would be, seemed to be anyone's guess. The four of us arrived at the kitchen table and joined my Dad and Olivier. Who had prepared quite a big breakfast for us all. I pulled over a few extra chairs to the table and we gathered around. All of us except for Alex. Who was still on the couch whimpering. Mark looked over at Alex and asked, "What's the matter with him?" Before me or my Dad could say anything, Olivier walked over to Alex. I could tell he was whispering something to the boy but I couldn't tell what it was. The next thing I knew, they were both walking back over. Olivier sat down and Alex sat between him and my Dad. Then I watched as Olivier placed a few pieces of French Toast on each of our plates. "Sweet little Alex helped make this special." Olivier said, "Try it, try it." I wasn't sure what he meant but it looked really good. I took a fork and started eating some of the French Toast on my plate. It tasted amazing. It had a unique flavor that hit my taste-buds in just the right way. In fact, it was better than any I had eaten before. "Wow! This is really good." I said as I devoured the piece on my plate. Mark took a few bites and then said, "Mmmm! This is really fucking good." "I know right!" I said as I finished the piece on my plate. "You must all thank sweet little Alex. He helped make the special ingredient." Olivier said as he patted Alex on the head. There was something different about this French Toast and I'd remembered my Dad had said Alex was crying because he'd helped make the special ingredient. After having tasted it, I was now very curious what that ingredient was. "What special ingredient would that be?" Mark asked casually. "Semen." Oliver replied. Mark stopped in mid bite and looked at Olivier. "Whaaa?" Mark asked with his mouth full. My Dad started to laugh as he looked at Mark and said, "You heard him. You're eating cum." "Freshly milked I might add." My Dad continued, "Me and Olivier fucked Alex and added our loads to the bowl of eggs." Mark finished swallowing and then asked, "Freshly milked, as in from your cocks and not from his hole right?" "We ejaculate right into the bowl. No worries." Olivier replied. "Oh well, in that case... Eww." Mark said. Me and Jacob took our forks and stabbed the remaining pieces of French Toast on the plate in the center of the table. We looked at each other and pretended to fight over it. "Mine!" Jacob said. "No mine!" I said. "Well they seem to like it. Haha." My Dad said laughing, "Relax you two. We can always make more. There's no shortage of cum around this place." Mark watched as Jacob and I took the last pieces and he reached over picking up a croissant. Before he put it in his mouth he stopped and asked, "Wait. Did anyone cum in the croissants?" "Oops." Olivier said with a surprised look on his face. Mark looked at him with wide eyes. "I joke, I joke. No cum in them." Olivier said. Then Mark took a bite of the croissant. After chewing and swallowing it, he said, "Not bad... But it could use something." Just then Olivier handed him a small container of jelly and smiled. "Perfect!" Mark said as he used his knife to spread some jelly on his croissant. The group of us ate breakfast together as we discussed what else might be in store for the long weekend ahead. As each of us finished eating, we made out way over to Alex and thanked him for helping make it a special breakfast. - To read more stories featuring my Nephew Jacob and his Family & Friends. Please visit http://www.jacobsplayhouse.com/