Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2014 18:34:50 -0700
From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jacobs Playhouse Part Thirteen M/b Incest

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Chapter Thirteen:  "Hump Day"

After getting off work Wednesday afternoon, I headed over to the Blue Crane
Nudist Community to pickup my Nephew Jacob from school.  I was listening to
the radio pretty loudly and singing to myself as I arrived at the estate.
I swiped my card at the front gate and drove into the parking lot.

Once there, I set my eyes on my designated parking spot, pulled into it and
put the car in park.  I sat there singing to the radio as I pulled off my
shirt and tossed it into the front passenger seat.  I wasn't paying
attention to anyone or anything going on around me.  I was too busy jamming
out to the tunes to even notice I was being watched.

It took me a few minutes to get my shoes untied and my pants pulled down,
before I finally turned off the engine and opened the door to finish
stripping.  I stepped out of the car and stood outside to get my pants off.
It was then that I noticed Olivier out of the corner of my eye.

I shook my ass as I bent over to untangle my pants from around my ankles.
Olivier was standing by the entrance by the front office watching me and
smiling.  I knew he was getting a good view and his semi-hard cock was all
the evidence I needed, to know he was enjoying what he was seeing.  I put
my clothes in the front seat of the car and closed the door, before turning
around and waving to him.

He waved back to me and I walked over to meet him.  As I stepped closer he
reached out his arms and hugged me.  His big cock nearly stabbed me as we
embraced.  I felt him reach down and casually tuck it between my legs,
allowing me to hug him tighter.

"Bonjour my friend."  He said as we hugged.

"Hey, Olivier."  I said greeting him, "I'd ask if you're happy to see me
but I think I already know the answer."

"Oh yes.  Mmmm!"  He replied, "You have a most beautiful body my friend."

I reached around and patted him on his hairy ass and said, "You too."  Then
we ended our embrace and began walking together as we headed toward the
front office.  His cock slowly returned to it's normal soft state as he
walked off his excitement.  I was sad to see it go soft but I knew he had
to abide by the community's rule against men becoming aroused in the public
areas.

"I hope I'm not keeping you from anything."  I said as we walked together.

"Oh no, I just come from the city.  It such a long drive to anywhere from
here."  He replied, "Most everything is far apart here, unlike Paris."

"Yeah, it's a bit of a drive for me too.  I kinda like that though.  The
Blue Crane is like a resort to me.  It's out of the way and it's a nice
place to visit.  Of course, I seem to visit almost everyday."  I said.

"You come to pickup your Nephew, yes?"  He asked.

"Yep, he should be about ready to go."  I replied.

"Young Alex not attend school here as well?"  He asked.

"He's not enrolled in school yet.  I think my Dad's still waiting to make a
decision on that."  I replied.

"Oh, I see.  Education is most important.  I hope he allows him to be
educated.  Though I can understand his hesitance.  Young Alex is a unique
boy I think."  He said with a grin.

"Indeed he is."  I replied as we approached the front office.

I looked over and into the office windows at Nancy, who was sitting at her
desk doing paperwork.  I never understood exactly what she did all day in
there but she always looked busy.  She looked up and waved to us and I
waved back as we continued to walk.

We walked into the pool area and stopped for a moment to look around at the
others who were gathered by the pool.  There were several older people
relaxing in the loungers and a couple of kids playing in the shallow end of
the pool by the steps.  As I looked around, I half expected to see Kevin
somewhere but he was nowhere to be seen.

With Kevin suddenly on my mind, I turned to Olivier and asked, "How are
things between you and Kevin?  He's treating you better now I hope."

"Oh yes, he apologize for everything.  He feel very bad for how he acted I
think."  Olivier replied, "I am glad we are all friends again.  I not want
to cause you to be angry with me."

I put my arm around Olivier and said, "Eh, I was never angry with you.  I'm
just glad to hear everyone is getting along again.  We're all gay men and
naturally we tend to cause our own drama, sometimes on purpose but usually
on accident.  As long as it all works out in the end, that's all that
matters."

He nodded his head and smiled.  Then we heard some kids come walking
towards us from over by the classroom.  I figured I shouldn't keep Jacob
waiting too long and decided it was probably time to check and see if he
was ready to go.

"I guess I'm gonna go and see if Jacob's ready.  It was good seeing you
again."  I said as I hugged Olivier one last time.

I couldn't resist reaching behind him and giving his hairy ass a firm
squeeze.

"Ohh!  Mmmmm!"  He moaned.

Then I patted him on the ass and we ended our embrace.  He smiled at me as
I started to walk away.  I knew he was probably checking my ass out again.
The thought of it made me smile as I made my way to the classroom.  I
arrived at the small classroom just as two more kids came walking out.  One
held the door open for me as I walked in.

"Thanks."  I said as I stepped inside.

Once inside, I walked over to the nicely padded bench that set along the
wall by the door.  The material always felt so nice against my bare skin.
Not to mention the warmth of the air felt really nice and comfortable.  I
sat down and relaxed as I looked around the room.

I could see that class had already ended and everyone was pretty much just
relaxing.  Mrs. Simmons was standing near one of the desks talking to a
student and the other kids were just talking amongst themselves.  There was
only about five kids in the classroom at the time.  Each ranging in age
from five to about twelve.

Most of the students I didn't know, since I rarely spent enough time in the
class to really get to know any of them but two of them locked eyes on me
and jumped out of their seats the moment they saw me.  Of course, they were
Jacob and Damien.

Both boys rushed over to me and Jacob said, "Hey, Uncle James.  Guess what
day it is."

"Um, Wednesday?"  I replied.

They both looked at each other with big grins and said together, "Hump
Dayyyyyy."

I rolled my eyes as the three of us started laughing.  It was pretty
comical to hear them say that together.  The phrase was from an insurance
commercial on TV but I doubt that Jacob and Damien knew it had another
meaning as well.

They were practically red in the face as they laughed.  They were so amused
with themselves and they laughed so hard, that the other kids in the room
looked at them funny.  Even Mrs. Simmons was looking over at them and
grinning as she shook her head.

It wasn't long before she felt the need to come over and see what was so
funny.  Within seconds I found myself distracted by her boobs and shaved
vagina as she walked up behind the boys.  She was attractive for a woman in
her mid 30's, with long brown hair and incredibly perky boobs, the nipples
alone were distracting to me.

"You boys still going on about what day it is?"  She asked.

"Hehe!  Haha!  Yeah!  Haha!"  Jacob replied laughing.

"It's just so funny!  Haha!  Hump Dayyyyyy.  Haha!"  Damien said laughing.

Mrs. Simmons and I looked at each other and smiled.

"They've been going on like that, ever since I introduced them to a new
weekly event in class."  She said as she pointed to a large camel on the
back wall of the classroom, made from pieces of brown paper.

In the camel's humps, there was an arrangement of pictures that the kids
had drawn.  Some were really good and others were pretty bad.  I assumed
the better ones were from the older students but I was about to be proven
wrong.

"Each Wednesday, the students will be asked to draw a picture that
represents the middle of the week for them.  It can be something they did
that week or something they saw or even something they want to do or see
before the week is over."  She explained.

Then she patted the boys on their shoulders and said, "Why don't you show
James what you drew this week."

"Ok!"  Jacob said as he ran over to the wall and pulled the thumbtack out
that was holding his picture to the camel's hump.

Damien followed him and removed his as well.  They returned and presented
their artwork to me.  Jacob held his up and I could see that he'd drawn a
picture of his Playhouse with him sitting on the porch couch reading a book
or magazine.

The picture was very detailed for having been drawn by someone so young.  I
had originally thought an art student or at least one of the older students
had made it.  I was proud to learn he it was his work.

"Wow, kiddo.  That's great.  What are you reading there?"  I asked.

"It's one of Damien's Uncle's books."  He replied.

My heart nearly skipped a beat when I heard his answer.  I'd remembered
that Damien said his Uncle had adult/youth sex books under his bed that
he'd found.  I just hoped Mrs. Simmons didn't know those were the books he
was referring to.

"Oh, ok, cool."  I said, trying to play it off casually.

Then Damien held up his picture to show to me.  I looked at it and
instantly felt my heart race in my chest.  Though his drawing skills
weren't as good as Jacob's, it didn't take a genius to know it was a
picture of himself, on all fours in a bed with a man behind him, with a
large heart circling them.  I couldn't tell if the man was suppose to be
Mark or his Uncle Max and I was too afraid to ask him in front of his
teacher but I could see the man had a large hard cock.

"Well, this one is, well, um."  I stuttered nervously trying to find the
words.

"I'd say it's a beautiful expression of love.  The boy is very happy from
the looks of it and the man looks quite excited too if you ask me.  They
clearly love each other very much."  Mrs. Simmons said supportively.

I looked up at her and said, "Absolutely!  That's it.  You took the words
right out of my mouth."

Damien smiled with pride as we commented on his picture.  I could tell he
was proud of it and neither me nor Mrs. Simmons were about to criticize his
artwork and risk hurting his feelings.  Even though I was surprised she was
so supportive of it, given what it illustrated.

"Mrs. Simmons, can I take this one home with me?  I wanna show my Uncle."
Damien said.

"Of course you can, you can both take them home with you today if you
like."  She replied.

The boys smiled and then walked over to their designated cubby-holes to
gather their things.  As they picked up their school stuff, I looked at
Mrs. Simmons.  She clearly knew what Damien's picture was of but it didn't
seem to shock her, which really surprised and intrigued me.  I figured a
person in her position would freak out after having a student draw such an
image under their supervision.

While the boys gathered their things I said softly, "I'm surprised you let
him draw that."

To which she turned to me and said, "You shouldn't be.  I'll never stifle a
child's creativity, regardless of what others think."

"That's pretty awesome."  I said, "I wish I had, had a teacher like you
when I was in school."

"Thank you.  I like my students to be open, honest and willing to confide
in me if they need to.  They won't trust you, if you don't allow them to
express themselves without fear of judgment."  She said, "Beauty is in the
eye of the beholder and a picture is worth a thousand words.  To me it's a
beautiful picture, because he's smiling in it.  So I know there is no harm
coming to him, only love.  It's not my place to judge where that love comes
from or what form it takes.  Every child deserves to be loved."

Her words were like music to my ears and I knew they came right from the
heart.  She truly saw the picture as just that, an illustration of love.
Which was something I completely agreed with and respected her for having
the guts to stand up for.  I knew then, that not only was my Nephew in a
safe place at the Blue Crane but he had a teacher that would protect him
and stand by him if ever needed.

I nodded my head in agreement and then said, "I forgot to ask him if his
picture was of something he did this week or something he wants to do."

She grinned and replied, "I have a feeling, in this case, you'll know the
answer before I do."

I gave her a wink and stood up from the bench, just as the boys returned.
Jacob held his his books under his arm and Damien had his satchel over his
shoulder.  By the look on their faces, I could tell they were planning
something.

"Uncle James, do we have time to stop by Damien's before we leave?"  Jacob
asked.

"Sure, I think we can do that."  I replied.

We all said goodbye to Mrs. Simmons and she watched us as we headed out the
door.  The boys lead the way as we walked along the sidewalk to Damien's
Uncle's apartment.  We eventually arrived at the front door and Damien
pushed it open, escorting us inside.

As we walked in, Damien ran and jumped into his Uncle Max's arms, who was
standing in the living room.  They hugged each other tight and began
kissing passionately, while I closed the front door and Jacob stood next to
me, staring at Max.  I could see he was nervous being in the presence of
the man but he was also distracted by the 8.5" cut cock hanging between his
legs, with its large mushroom head and pitch dark pubes.

"You have a good day at school?"  Max asked.

"I sure did."  Damien replied, "I drew you a picture."

"You did?"  Max asked excitedly.

I watched as Max lowered Damien back down and the boy reached into his
satchel, pulling out a folded piece of paper.  He held it up and unfolded
it to reveal the picture he'd drawn.  Max's eyes grew wide as he looked at
it.  I could tell he was as shocked as I had been but he did his best not
to let Damien know.

"Awww.  It's beautiful."  Max said.

"It's me and you."  Damien said with a big smile.

"I love it!  I love you so much."  Max said as he got down on his knees and
gave the boy another big hug.

They hugged each other tight and kissed on the lips again.  This time I
could see they were definitely touching tongues as they kissed
passionately.  Then Max reached down and fondled the boy, causing Damien to
giggle and squirm.

They broke their kiss and Max said, "How about you go hang it up, up stairs
above our bed."

"Ok!"  Damien replied, "Come on Jacob, I can show you the books."

With that, the two boys rushed off and up the stairs to the bedroom loft.
I wasn't sure if Max had caught the reference to the books but I sure did,
since Jacob's picture was still fresh in my mind.  Max stood up and I
noticed he was suddenly sporting a semi-hard erection.  I admired it as he
brushed his hand over it, trying to calm himself down.

He looked down at his cock and said, "Sorry, you'd think by now I'd be able
to control this damn thing."

"It's all good.  Besides, I'm sure a hard cock is the very least you have
to control, if Damien's drawing is any indication."  I said with a wink.

Max blushed and grinned.  We both knew there was a lot going on between him
and his Nephew and I wanted to know more about it.  He motioned for me to
follow him as he turned around and walked over to his sofa in the living
room.  I sat down with him and we talked, while Jacob and Damien played
upstairs.  I could hear their voices softly echoing above us in the loft.

"He sure has a wild imagination doesn't he?"  Max said as we sat next to
each other.

"That he does.  Mrs. Simmons and I were wondering where he gets his
inspiration."  I said grinning.

Max's eyes widened again and he asked, "You mean he showed that to both of
you?"

"Showed us?  Heck, it was on display for the whole class to see."  I
replied.

"Oh, Lord..."  Max said as he shook his head nervously.

I reached my hand over, patted his thigh and said, "Don't worry,
Mrs. Simmons is very open-minded.  I think you can trust her not to say
anything as long as he's not showing signs of being hurt."

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I guess it's a good thing I've held
off on fucking him then."

"You're still holding off?  I figured you'd have mounted him the moment we
left the other day."  I said as I began to give him a coy look, "You must
be the only Uncle to resist fucking his Nephew.  Assuming he's really your
Nephew, I mean, since you know, you did try to steal mine..."

Max looked at me nervously, then looked up toward the loft above us and
then turned back to me.

He scooted closer to me and said, "Please...  Don't let him hear you say
that."

I could tell Max had suddenly become uneasy and he was clearly trying to
keep a secret from Damien.  He took a deep breath and did his best to
explain himself.  It didn't take long before he was apologizing for his
past indiscretions and practically hero worshiping my Dad.  He and my Dad
use to be good friends but that all ended after Max attempted to lure Jacob
away from us during a sexual encounter many months ago.

He then revealed that he was jealous of my Dad for having two Sons and a
Grandson to molest freely.  He wanted what my Dad had but was only ever
invited to join and always ended up leaving alone and depressed.  He was
thankful for being invited to such gatherings but he desperately wanted
more and he felt that he could offer a boy more than my Dad could, if he
was only given the chance.

However, that all changed for him, when Jacob refused to leave with him and
instead demanded to stay with us, even after how hard he was being abused.
That apparently lead Max to wanting a boy like Jacob for himself.  He
explained that after he left the camper that day, he and his partner
hatched a plan to find a boy of their own.

He and his partner took a cross country road trip together, where they met
Damien at a restaurant near a bus station.  The boy was all alone and was
waiting to be picked up by an Uncle.  He'd apparently been sent to live
with the Uncle, who had never met before and had limited knowledge of.  Max
and his partner overheard the boy's name and details of his situation and
they felt they couldn't leave without having him.

Max explained that he ran up to Damien, calling his name and hugged him as
if he knew him.  Before anyone was any the wiser, they had walked the boy
out to their car and were on the road.  As crazy as his story sounded, I
could tell by how nervous he was retelling it, that he was serious.  I knew
he was desperate to try and take my Nephew from us but I didn't think he
was crazy enough to actually kidnap someone's unattended child.  He had
literally kidnapped Damien and assumed the role of his Uncle, so that he
could finally have a boy of his own.

I'd expected his explanation to be a little far fetched but I wasn't
expecting it to be so scary and reckless.  I didn't even know Damien's
family but I was already feeling sorry for them.  They had lost their child
and had no idea where to start looking for him.  I felt guilty just having
him confide such a terrible act within me.

I moved my hand away from Max's thigh disgusted and asked, "You don't feel
bad for taking him away from his real family?"

"No, not one bit.  They didn't love him like we do.  I mean, who sends
their little boy all alone into the world on a bus?"  He replied, "We did
them a favor.  Any nasty, cruel, sicko could have kidnapped him and really
hurt him, you know?"

I shook my head slowly in disbelief.  To hear him think he had done the
family a favor for taking their child away was disheartening.  To hear him
suggest he was somehow better than some other perv was mind-blowing.  I
knew from my perspective he was no different, in fact he might have been
worse.  At that moment all I wanted to do was grab Jacob and get out of
there in a hurry.

I locked eyes with him and asked, "So, you have the boy you've always
wanted but you haven't fucked him?  What are you waiting for?"

"It's going to stupid but, I can't hurt him.  I know whenever your Daddy
invited me over, I always fucked you boys hard and I won't lie, I fucking
loved it.  But with Damien, I, just can't."  Max replied softly and
emotionally, "When he brought Mark home, to ask if he could have a sleep
over, I knew he was going to get his little butt fucked.  I know that's
what he wants.  I just don't know if I can do it."

I took a deep breath and said, "Well, it's definitely what he wants, that's
for sure.  He's not shy about it.  Mark held back too but he eventually
gave it to him."

"Wow, really?  Damien hasn't told me much about what all happened but he
mentioned that he and Mark shared a tent together.  Mark was always such a
sweetheart, I bet he was really gentle with him" He said.

"I don't know how gentle he was, Damien cried a lot."  I said.

"Oh fuck.  Mmmmm!  Yeah?  Did he beg?"  Max asked and I could hear the
excitement and intrigue in his voice.

"Oh yeah, the whole time."  I replied nodding my head slowly.

I could see Max's cock growing harder as he listened and asked, "Why can't
I just do it?  What's wrong with me?"

"Maybe you love him too much."  I replied as I reached over and took his
cock in my hand, "You are a boy lover after all."

"Mmmmm!"  He moaned.

It was then, that we noticed the boys had become quiet upstairs.  I looked
up towards the loft and noticed their little heads sticking out over the
ledge looking down at us.  I wasn't sure how long they had been listening
but they had definitely heard enough.  Max looked up and Damien smiled at
him.

The moment their eyes met, Damian said, "Hey, Uncle Max.  Guess what day it
is."

Max looked at me as the boys both said, "Hump Dayyyy."

The next thing I knew, Max and I were off the sofa and climbing the stairs
in a hurry to get up to the loft.  The boys crawled up on the bed as we
reached the top of the stairs.  They looked so cute sitting there on their
knees, waiting for us to join them, with several paperback erotic books
laying around them on the mattress.

I crawled into the bed, pushed some of the books aside and tackled Jacob.
He laid on his back as I straddled him on my hands and knees and tickled
his tummy.  He laughed and giggled as I tickled him playfully but I could
sense Max and Damien had become eerily quiet.  I looked back at them
curiously.

"What's this then?"  Max asked.

Damien blushed as he looked down at the books and said softly, "I found
them under your bed."

Max sat down on the bed and asked, "An you wanted to show your friend,
huh?"

Damien looked at him and blushed even more.  Then Max leaned in and kissed
Damien.  I kissed Jacob and soon the four of us were engaged in heavy
kissing.  After a few minutes, Max picked up one of the books and opened
it.  He and Damien looked at it as Jacob and I stopped kissing.

"Is this where you got the idea for your picture, sweetie?"  Max asked.

Damien nodded his head and smiled.  He looked so sweet and innocent.

Max handed the boy the book and said softly, "Show me how you want it."

Damien turned around and pointed to the picture he had drawn, which was now
thumb-tacked to the wall above the bed.  Max looked at it and took the book
from the boy's hands.  He set it on the bed and pushed the books onto the
floor.

I looked down at Jacob and said, "Hey kiddo.  Guess what day it is."

He looked up at me, smiled big and said, "Hump Dayyyy."

I looked over and could tell by the look on his face, that Damien wanted to
hear his Uncle say the same thing but instead he just stared at Max, who
reached his hand up and gently brushed the boy's face.

"You wanna learn the real meaning of Hump Day?"  Max asked.

Damien nodded his head and smiled.  I looked between Max's legs and noticed
his cock was sticking up and raging hard.  He really couldn't control it
and I knew he was probably discovering a new found sense of courage.
Taking a boy by force could be difficult for anyone who truly didn't want
to hurt him.  However, having a boy who was eager and willing, always
seemed to change the dynamic.  In my experience, it seemed that no matter
how much a man didn't want to hurt the boy, if it was what the boy really
wanted, it was even harder to refuse them and risk hurting them emotionally
instead.

Max leaned in close to Damien and said, "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Uncle Max."  Damien replied.

"I wanna love you, till it hurts you."  Max said softly.

It couldn't have made any more obvious as to what Max wanted.  He'd just
put it out there for the boy to either accept or reject.  Damien's eyes
widened and he looked over at Jacob and I.  I could see the fear and
nervousness overcome him.

My Nephew and I looked back at him and nodded our heads slowly.  Which
helped reassure little Damien, who looked at his Uncle and put his arms
around him hugging him tight.  There really wasn't a word that could be
spoken, that would convey what the two of them felt for each other.  Damien
had succeeded in getting my Brother to fuck him but I think getting his own
Uncle to do it had been more of a challenge for him.

It was what he really wanted more than anything.  Only up until now he
hadn't known how to make it happen.  As they hugged, Damien's eyes started
to tear up but I couldn't tell it they were tears of joy or fear or both.

Max ended their embrace and said softly, "Roll over for me."

The boy very nervously rolled onto his tummy and Max grabbed his hips,
pulling him up onto his hands and knees.  Then I watched as Max leaned
down, spreading the boy's legs and began to lick his tiny hairless butt.

"Mmmmm!"  Damien moaned.

As the man rimmed the boy, I leaned down and licked Jacob's face, neck and
chest as I made my way down to his soft little boy cock.  He wiggled and
squirmed as I licked my way down his hairless smooth little body, until I
found his little package and took it in my mouth.  I felt his body shiver
as my warm, wet tongue lapped over his little shaft and balls.

Max continued to rim Damien for several steamy minutes, before finally
getting up on his knees behind the boy.  I felt the mattress shift as he
positioned himself and began rubbing his thick 8.5" cut cock between the
boy's little butt cheeks.

"Mmmm!  Mmmm."  Damien moaned.

I opened my mouth and allowed Jacob's boy cock to slip from my lips.  It
was now nice and hard, sticking straight out at 3" cut.  I rubbed his
thighs and he spread his legs for me as we listened to Damien and Max next
to us.

I looked over as Max guided the large mushroom head of his cock between
Damien's cheeks and the boy flinched.

"Ohh!  Ohmmm!"  Damien gasped.

"Mmmmm.  Yeah, I'm gonna put it right in there for you."  Max said softly.

I watched as the man gently began to push against the boy's puckered hole.
I could see it wasn't the nicest feeling as Damien started to cry but he
tried his best not to move away.

"Ohhh!  Ohhhh!"  Damien whimpered.

Tears began to run down the boy's face as Max pushed against his tiny pink
puckered hole even harder.

"Please, Uncle Max."  Damien whimpered.

"It's ok, sweetie.  Just relax for me."  Max replied softly.

Jacob laid on his back and looked over at his friend about to get fucked as
I resumed licking his little boy cock for him.  He wiggled but didn't take
his eyes off of Damien.

"I love you so much."  Max said softly as he pushed harder against the
boy's tiny hole.

"Ahh!  Ahhh!"  Damien began to cry.

Max continued pushing and he rubbed the boy's butt cheek with his hand,
trying to comfort him.

"Do it nice, please!  Ohhmmm!  It hurts!  Ohhhh!"  Damien cried.

"Shh...  It's ok, you'll love it I promise."  Max said softly.

Max pushed harder and harder, until I heard the unmistakable sound of the
large head of his cock puncturing the boy's tiny hole.  At which time,
Damien began to sob uncontrollably and his arms shivered.

"Ahh!  Ahhmmm!  Ahhhmmm!"  Damien cried.

Max ignored his cries and continued to push his cock deep into the boy
slowly.  I watched as his shaft very slowly disappeared inside Damien's
tiny hairless butt, while I continued to suck and lick my Nephew.

"Ohh!  Ahhhh!  Stop!  Ohhh!  Please, Uncle Max!  Ohhh!"  Damien cried and
begged but Max didn't stop.

"I love you.  I love you so much."  Max said as he moved his hands to grip
the boy's hips and held him firm.

Damien looked at Jacob and sobbed.  I knew he was in for a rougher fucking
than my Brother had given him.  Something that the boy probably wanted but
wasn't really prepared for the intensity of.

"Help...  It hurts..."  Damien cried softly as he looked at Jacob.

I lifted my head up just in time to heard Jacob say, "Love hurts
sometimes."

I looked at Jacob, kissed him and said to Damien, "An Uncle and Nephews
love always hurts but it's love and it's beautiful, just like the picture
you drew."

My heart went out to the boy but I knew it wasn't our place to intervene,
only to support him.  I returned to licking and sucking Jacob, who's little
boy cock was now throbbing hard.  As I licked his length I guided a finger
between his spread legs and gently pushed it into his well trained hole.

"Mmmmm."  Jacob moaned as his hole accepted my finger.

"Mmm!  There we go."  Max said as his cock finally reached his desired
depth.

I looked over at him and Damien as I licked Jacob's boy cock and fingered
his stretched hole.  It wasn't long before I felt the bed begin to rock as
Max began to fuck his Nephew.  I could see him holding the boy tight by the
hips as he fucked him from behind, just as Damien had drew in his picture.

The bed shook with each deep thrust that Max gave little Damien.  The boy
wasn't enjoying his second venture into anal sex with a man very much.  He
just cried as his Uncle had his way with his tiny butt.  I could see his
hands clenching the sheets of the bed as he tried to steady himself.

Max thrust in and out of the boy slowly but very deeply.  Making sure his
shaft was hitting as deep as it could and his hairy balls were rubbing the
boy's tiny hairless taint.  After a few minutes, I could tell Damien was
slowly adjusting to the feeling of being mounted and fucked.  He was still
crying pretty heavily but he wasn't begging for it to stop anymore.

I watched as Max leaned down and kissed the boy's face and asked, "This is
what you wanted right?  Your Uncle's big cock up inside you?"

Damien didn't say a word, he just continued to cry.  Max picked up his pace
and began drilling the boy harder.  I could heard his balls slapping
against the boy and he began to yelp with each thrust.

"Ahh!  Ahh!  Ahh!  Ahh!"  Damien yelped.

"Just let him fuck it, Damien.  He's gonna fill you with so much love."  I
said between licks.

Max fucked the boy harder and harder, until the bed was rocking and
squeaking.  I focused on Jacob as I listened to the sex happening beside us
and added a second and third finger to his little hole.  Suddenly, I felt
him squeeze my fingers with his hole and he squirmed wildly.  I took his
little package in my mouth and sucked it hard as it pulsed.

"Ohhh!!!!!!  Ohhh!!!!!!!"  Jacob groaned.

I knew I had driven him to dry orgasm and I loved it.  The intensity of
hearing him moaning in pleasure and Damien crying in pain was nearly enough
to make me cum without touching myself.  I eased my fingers out of his hole
and licked my way up to his lips, where I began kissing him deeply.

As we kissed, I heard Max begin hammering his cock into Damien even harder.
I straddled Jacob on all fours and stroked my 8" cut cock over him as Max
pounded Damien's little butt.

"Fuck!  Fuck!  Take me inside you!  Ohhhhhh!"  Max groaned in pleasure.

I watched as he pumped his load up inside his Nephew and that was all I
needed to make me shoot my load.  I felt my cum spurt from my cock and
splash down all over Jacob's boy cock and tummy.

"Ohhh!  Fuck yeah!  Mmmmm!"  I groaned.

I leaned down and kissed Jacob as I let go of my cock and rubbed it against
his tummy, stirring the cum around with it.  Max and I were breathing
heavily and looking at each other as we relished the Uncle/Nephew connect
we now shared.

He and his boy may not have been truly related but it didn't matter.  They
loved each other and it showed in their sex.  I watched as Max eased his
spent cock from the boy's hole and laid down next to him, pulling him into
his arms.

"Happy Hump Day."  Max whispered as he held Damien in his arms.

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