Date: Fri, 9 Apr 2021 01:48:19 +0200 (CEST)
From: boi_stories@tutanota.com
Subject: Phillip's Nephew, Sonny

Phillip's Nephew, Sonny

By: Boi_Luvver

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I sit on the couch, quietly bitching to myself about hosts that leave their
guests for an hour with only TV to watch.  I mean, it is obvious that you
and your nephew, Sonny, have secluded yourself for some man-on-boy play.
Surely you could at least have left your porn available for me to whack off
to.

Like really.  The walls are paper thin, and this ain't no Harry Potter
novel where you can put up a silence spell to keep me from hearing what you
are up to.  Honestly, an hour of an 11-year-old boy moaning and groaning
and begging, "more Uncle Phillip, give me more", "oh, Uncle Phillip, it
feels so good", "do that thing with your finger again" and "mmmph oommg,
ffllll flmph" (which I assume is him trying to speak with a mouthful of
your cock) is more than enough to have me trigger ready to cream my pants.

So, when you get back to the living room, flushed and out of breath, with
your t-shirt inside out and your pants hanging unbuttoned and low on your
hips, I am pissed.  And as I wind up to let you have it with both barrels,
you say, "He wants you to give him a bath, and then he wants to be yours
for the night."

Way to ruin a great rant.  I just sit and stare.  I don't know why, but I
am shocked.

"Me, give Sonny a bath. Then he's gonna be mine, for the whole night? Are
you sure? No limits?"

You smile and quirk your head, "Well, no marks that his mother will see
when he gets home tomorrow.  Otherwise, it's good unless he says no."

"Okay, then." I take a deep breath and let it out. "Thanks."

"Hey, don't thank me.  It's his call.  He REALLY wants to spend some time
with you."

I get up and walk out into the hall.  Sonny is standing there, grinning
madly, wearing only his smile.  I pause to take in the sight, and he is
quite the sight to behold.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, clear tanned skin with distinct tan lines from many
hours running around outside in the hot southern sun.  His tan lines show
that he spends a lot of time outside wearing only a brief speedo.  At
eleven, he has lost most of his baby fat, and has a wonderfully smooth,
flat tummy.  The muscles on his arms and legs are firm, showing a boy who
plays soccer and dives competitively, leaving him lean and solid.  And then
there is his cock.  Not too big, and not to small, he is obviously a
shower, as even though he is not hard, his cock hangs down about 4 inches
with the tip just poking slightly out of his foreskin.  It is part of the
small part of his body that obviously doesn't see sun very often. It is
milky white, and beautiful.  It is a cock to be worshipped, and I plan too
do just that as the evening proceeds.

"C'mon. Uncle Phillip left me sticky, and I wanna get clean."

Breaking me out of my revery, he grabs my hand and starts pulling me to the
bathroom.  I smile when I notice signs of splooge in his hair, and a trace
of liquid oozing out between his butt cheeks and running down the back of
his legs.  His ass is perfect, muscular from all his running around, pert
and perky and represents the rest of the milky white skin on his body.

Since I really don't want to wait to feast between his taught little
cheeks, and because it seems such a waste of good protein to just wash your
cum out of his ass, as soon as we enter the bathroom, I lift him up to
kneel on the counter.  Pulling his cheeks open, I dive in to feast on the
cum that you left there.  I figure that I deserve that much, as you
obviously went a couple of rounds with him while ignoring your guest.  I
make a mental note to explain the concept of sharing your toys with you
tomorrow.  Tonight, I plan on using your little fuck toy nephew the way he
so obviously wants to be used.

Sucking your sperm out of his ass leaves me with a mouthful of your nectar.
I spin him around and clamp my mouth over his.  He opens up gladly to
accept your cum mixed with my saliva.  What a wonderfully nasty little boy.
You've trained him well.

We swap your cum around until the fluid in our mouths is no longer thick
and gooey.  Swallowing his mouthful, he sucks as much as he can out of my
mouth and swallows it down as well.  "Uncle Phillip says that my thingy
will get really big, like his, if I drink lots of his cum.  Don't tell him
that I know he's lying, cuz I know that ain't true.  But I pretend it is,
cuz it lets me get to drink at least three loads a day when I stay here,
and I REALLY like the taste of his stuff."

It is obvious to me that this little guy is rather smart, precocious even,
and that he goes after what he wants.  Any lingering doubt about being with
him disappears.  It is obvious that he wants me, and I am not going to
deprive him.

"So," I say, "you want a bubble bath?"  I can see a bottle of Mr. Sudsy
Soapy on the side of the tub.  Either you are prepared for his whims, or
you have the strangest ever taste in shower gel.

He smiles at me, hops off the counter and reaches for the Sudsy Soapy.

"Can you make it sorta hot?  I want you to do me up the bum tonight, but
Uncle Phillip was already in there, and sometimes he leaves me a
little... stretched.  It's not sore, really, but It would feel better with
a hot bath.  It just needs to relax a bit, `cuz I want it to be good tight
for you when you do me."

An eleven-year-old boy rambling on about getting his ass fucked is almost
funny.  It is certainly miles away from "cute", but I find it endearing.
And fucking hot.  As I lean over to run the bath, I feel his hands at my
hips, grabbing my sweats and starting to pull them down.  "What are you
doing, Sonny?"

"Baths are more fun when you aren't alone in them," he says solemnly before
breaking into a grin.  "Besides, I wanna see what's gonna go into my mouth
and up my poop chute later."

With that he yanks down my sweats, and grabs hold of my achingly hard cock.

"Careful," I say. "That thing could go off without any warning."

"That would be a real waste.  How many cums do you think you can give me
tonight?"  I am a little shocked by the direct question.

"I am normally good for two, three if I really work at it."

"Then, I am gonna try to give you four.  Uncle Phillip says I am always
good to get more out of him than he thinks he can give me.  And I already
told you that I try to get at least three drinks from him a day.  That
don't count what he injects into my bum."

Shaking my cock, he grins up at me and says, "Lemme get your first load out
so we can enjoy the bath."

So, before we get into the tub which is still filling and has mounds of
bubbles piling up, he bends in under me as I am leaning over the tub and
inhales my 7.5 inches to the root.  His nose is planted tight against my
pubic bone and he starts swallowing.  Fucking hell, I know it's not 11
inches, but 7.5 is still quite a lot for an eleven-year-old to deep-throat
in one go.  Again, hoping to remember them all in the morning, I make a
mental note to thank Phillip for training him so well.  As blow jobs go,
the blower obviously knows and loves what he is doing.  As he swallows and
then bobs his head, swallows and bobs, I feel my orgasm building.  I gently
grab his head to get Sonny's attention.  "If you want to taste my stuff,
it's about to be delivered."

He pulls back until he has the crown of my circumcised cock pulled against
that back of his teeth.  He isn't biting, but the slight scraping pressure
is all it takes for me to explode.

Keep in mind that I was travelling all day yesterday and have been visiting
with Phillip most of the day.  On his advice I have been edging since
before I left home. The fact that we have been talking about boys we have
"interfered with" most of the day has me with a bad case of blue balls.
Which is even more reason that I was so pissed when he left me stranded to
go and play "hide Uncle's thingy" with his luscious fuck toy.  By the time
Sonny had my cock in his mouth, I had about 36 hours of cum churning in my
balls, just waiting for the dam to break.  So, when I unloaded in his
facial fuck hole, it was almost funny to watch his cheeks expand with the
amount of cum flooding into his mouth.  He swallowed, and swallowed again,
trying to keep up with the torrent flowing out of my over-stimulated balls.
It all got to be to much for him, but to give him credit, he never let a
drop spill out of his mouth.  The flood pouring out his nose, however, was
incredible to watch and while I didn't want him to think I didn't
appreciate his efforts, he did look a little upset as I started to laugh.

"Hand me my phone, and don't take your mouth off my cock," I instructed,
trying to stifle my laughter.  He felt around for my sweats, found my phone
and passed it up to me.  I opened the camera and took a beautiful picture
of him looking up at me, my cock in his mouth, and my cock-snot running out
his nose, around my cock to dribble off his chin.

I showed him the picture as he pulled away from my cock head.  "I wasn't
laughing at you," I told him, "I was laughing at how funny it looked to see
my cum pouring out your nose like snot." He looked at the picture and
giggled himself.  Then, like the eleven-year-old that he is, he swiped at
his face with his arm, rubbing the "snot" off on his forearm.

"You look like you really need this bath now", I said as I picked him up
and settled him into the tub.  I reached over and turned off the water.

"Get in with me", he said quietly.

"Scooch forward a bit", I said as I stepped into the tub, stripping off my
t-shirt and dropping it on the floor with my sweats.  I sat down behind him
and pulled him in between my legs. As I leaned back, I pulled his body back
against my torso and started stroking up and down his chest, reaching as
far down his belly as I could.  I sat there massaging his body with a firm
enough touch that it didn't tickle.  I wanted him to relax, to lean back
and fully give himself over to the moment.

We lay there in the almost hot tub, enveloped in a cloud of bubbles.  Me
stroking the front of his body, him cooing and gasping as I found little
spots of tension and worked them out.  I may not be a pro, but I have never
had a customer who wasn't satisfied after one of my massages.  I sat up a
bit, and holding him with my left arm, I started to work the back of his
neck with my right hand, finding little knots of tension and smoothing them
away.

Slowly as I massaged him, I started to reach around and tweak his nipples.
Holding him tight, I started to blow softly in first one and then the other
ear.  When he shuddered slightly, I started to nibble his ear lobes and
down the side of his neck.  Keeping in mind the "no marks" instructions, I
refrained from biting or sucking too hard.  It wouldn't do to leave a
hickey or teeth marks on his neck.

When we had been lounging in the tub for about 15 minutes, I whispered into
his ear, "Are you ready to get out now?"

He twisted around and looked up into my eyes, smiled and nodded.

"Up you get, then", I said as I gently lifted him up. I pulled the plug
with my foot and reached around him to turn on the water again.  Not seeing
a container to rinse him with, I pull the shower curtain and turn on the
shower.  As the warm water cascaded down and I gently stroked the bubbles
from his skin, I enjoyed the silky-smooth skin that I had enjoyed looking
at earlier.  After rinsing Sonny, I took a moment to rinse myself then I
turned off the shower and grabbed a towel.  I wrapped it around his svelte
frame, and gently rubbed him for a moment.

Grabbing a second towel, I started to dry myself. Once I had the towel,
Sonny took hold of it and said, "My turn.  I wanna explore a little."

Now what do you say to an eleven-year-old sexpot when he wants to explore
your body.  I just lifted away my hands and said, "Go for it."

If you have been counting, I have had one earth shattering, ball draining
orgasm, but Sonny has only had... "Wait a moment," I said, "How many times
did Uncle Phillip make you cum when you were with him earlier?"

"He didn't," Sonny pouted. "He said that I should save my cums for you."

Okay, I thought, so maybe Phillip knows a little more about sharing a boy
than I first gave him credit for.  "That was kind of him."

"Sorta," said Sonny.  "I really wanted to cum, and I really need to cum
now."  Talking about cumming had his 4.5 inch hardon quivering with
excitement.

"Okay.  So where are we going?"

Once again Sonny grabbed my hand and led me down the hall.  "This is the
room I stay in when I sleep over."  I recognized the room from videos that
Phillip had shared with me.  Hidden camera scenes with him and many of the
boys that visit him, Sonny included, were just some of the wonderful pedo
porn that he had shared my way. With that thought in mind I hope that he
had the cameras rolling.  I'm counting on have many wonderful hours of
reliving this scene, and video documentation will make it so much better.

Grabbing Sonny from behind, I scoop him up and dump him on the bed, losing
the towel from around his hips.  "Okay buddy, you took the edge off me
earlier, prepare to have the favour returned."

Putting his hands behind his head, Sonny lay back on the bed and spread his
legs.  I just kneeled beside the bed and pulled him over so that his legs
dangled on either side of me.  Leaning forward, I went back to stroking his
body from his shoulders all the way down his thighs.  I sat there for a
moment, just enjoying the sight of the shuddering boy.  Then, very slowly,
I leaned over, opened my mouth, and inhaled his cock and the sweet little
marbles beneath it.  I suckled at his groin for a moment or two, then
letting his balls drop out of my mouth, I increased the suction on his
little rocket.  Battering his crown with the tip of my tongue, I kept up
the suction, occasionally pulling up and down his shaft, grazing it with my
teeth just like he did to me.

I could feel his orgasm building.  He started shaking, and no longer had
his hands held calmly behind his head.  At this point, he grabbed the
sheets and was rocking his head back and forth, moaning and groaning in
ecstasy.  The best part about this was knowing that the only person who
could overhear us was his uncle, the man who was letting me have my
perverted pedo way with his "innocent" nephew.

Groaning louder and louder, Sonny finally screamed out, "I'm
cum-m-m-m-m-m-ing!" In that moment, his body seized up and I could feel his
cock start to jerk in my mouth. And, as he jerked, there was a tiny spurt
of sweet boy-juice deposited on my tongue."  Reflexively, I swallowed, and
then went back to sucking and licking his cock.  There was no more liquid,
but the full-bodied tremors continued for a few more seconds as his balls
kept trying to spurt out more of his sweet nectar.

As he came down from his high, he pushed my head away from his groin.  "Too
much.  Stop", he panted.  Ever one to keep the toy I am with happy; I
pulled my face away from his groin.

However, I wasn't done, not by a long shot.  If his cock was too sensitive
for me to play with, then I was going to his other hotspot. So, I grabbed
his ankles, one in each hand, and lifted his feet up to his head, bending
him backwards on the bed with his ass just sitting there in front of me,
calling for attention.  Parting his ass cheeks revealed the pucker that I
had feasted on earlier.  Planting my mouth on his pucker, I used one hand
to hold his feet, and the other to hook his arms over his ankles so that he
could keep himself in position for me.

With my hands free to grab his ass, I started licking at his pucker.  It is
wonderful how resilient a boy's ass can be.  Not an hour ago, his pucker
was loose and couldn't keep the load of cum from dripping out of it.  Now
it was firmly closed, as pretty a rosebud pucker as I have ever seen. My
mission, and I certainly choose to accept it, is to breach his defenses and
feel my pubes pressed up against his beautiful boy ass.

So, goal in mind, I start licking and teasing at Sonny's pucker with
determination.  Making a point with my tongue, I probed at his pucker,
interchanging with licking and kissing his ass cheeks. Once again, he was
writhing on the bed.  I stopped for a moment and looked up at him, we
locked eyes and I asked, "Do you want me to stop?"

"NO," he almost yelled.  At that, we heard Phillip come running down the
hallway from the front room.  Realizing what his uncle was thinking, Sonny
cried out again, "NO!, Don't stop, keep licking, Fu-u-u-ck it feels so
good." We heard Phillip stop outside the door.  A moment later his head
peered around the door frame.  "All good?", he asked.

"Yep," Sonny replied, "Besides, you know I only mean No or Stop if I say
"Bananas, bananas, bananas."

"Thanks," I said.  "It's good to know what the safe words are, even if we
don't need them."

"Good," said Phillip, as he turned from the door, "If I'm not needed."

"Hey, Uncle Phillip", called Sonny, "If you can keep your hands to
yourself, you can sit and watch."

I raised an eyebrow and looked at him. "He's gonna watch it later anyway,"
Sony said. "He doesn't think I know about the cameras."

I turn to the door.  "You know he's right.  I'm sure we'll both watch it
later. Do you think you can just sit and watch?"

Phillip hesitated.  "You really don't mind, Sonny?" he asked.  He already
knew that one of my kinks has always been the idea of sexing a fuck boy
with somebody watching.

"If you think you can keep your hands to yourself. Otherwise, we can cuff
you to the chair.", said Sonny. "He also doesn't know that I watch the
videos he makes in here.  He doesn't use the `toys' on me, but he does with
some of the other boys he fucks here.  The cuffs are in the second drawer
of the dresser over there."

Fuck, this is turning into so much more than a dreamed about boy fuck
session. I let go of Sonny. "Stay put", I say and turn to the chest of
drawers. "You up for this Phillip?" I ask.  Then I see the bulge in his
boxers.  He still hasn't done up the buttons on his jean. "That tells me
that you really want to do this, don't you?" I said and batted at his
erection.  He merely moans and nods.

"Okay than, let's do this. Hang on a sec Sonny, I'm just going to make your
Uncle Phillip... uncomfortable."  With that I pull down Phillip's jeans and
boxers, leaving them pooled around his ankles.  I push him into the
armchair by the dresser, grab his arms and pull them behind the chair.  I
take one set of cuffs, loop the chain through one of the rungs at the back
of the chair and fit them around his wrists. The other set of cuffs I use
to capture his ankles, once again threading them around the bottom rung of
the chair.  As a final gesture, I pull his shirt up and over his head,
leaving it stretched across his shoulders with his arms still in the
sleeves.

"Does that look good, Sonny?" I ask.

"Yeah, if he says too much my dirty undies are over there on the floor.  I
had a little poopoo accident before I took them off."  Hearing that, I know
that Phillip is going to start talking, dirty boy's underwear is a kink for
both of us.  I do wonder if Sonny knows this or not.  I assume he knows
about Phillip since there were no tracks to be found when I liberated his
cum from Sonny's ass.  Not that it matters too much.  I figure that I'll
wait until Sonny demands I put them in.  It will upset Phillip more to wait
for his punishment.

I look back at the bed.  Sonny has let his legs down.  "What did I tell you
before I got up to deal with your Uncle?" I snap at him.

"Um, stay put..." he says quietly.

"And what happens to a boy who doesn't obey?" I ask.  I figure that we will
play this out however he answers.

"Um...", he whispers something so softly that I can't hear him.

"What was that?" I asked, staring at his face.

He has started to blush.  "Ummm... they should have their bum spanked?", he
asks more than says.

"Are you asking or telling me?"

"Ummm... telling you."

"How many do you think you deserve?"

He looks at me in confusion.  I realize that this is something that he
probably hasn't done with Phillip, so I look over his way.  Phillip is
looking, wide-eyed, at his nephew. I clear my throat to get his attention.
Then with a raised eyebrow, I ask with a look if I should go through with
this.

"Banana," he says quietly, reminding me that Sonny has already made sure
that I know what his safeword is.

I look back a Sonny who is looking at me with equal amounts of anticipation
and fear on his face.  "How many times do you think I should spank you," I
ask quietly.

He thinks for a minute and quietly says, "maybe five. On each side".

Knowing that this is his first experience with a sexual spanking, I sit
beside him on the bed and explain what is going to happen.  "I am going to
pick you up and drape you over my legs.  I want you to reach down and grab
your knees behind my legs. Then I want you to count each spank out loud.
You have asked for ten.  I will add two more each time you miss counting a
spank.  Do you understand?"

He looked at me and nodded. "Yes, I understand."

"Okay, I am going to spread you out now." I reach over and pick him up.  As
I position him on my knee, I see Phillip in the chair, not three feet away
from us.  He is really going to enjoy his front row experience.

With Sonny over my knee, grabbing his legs, I rub his bottom.  I marvel at
the smooth texture, and the milky white colour.  It is so different from
the deeply tanned skin that his speedo doesn't cover.

Phillip quietly reminds me, "Just remember, no marks.  He has diving
tomorrow."

Since this is important, I decide to let the dirty undies stay on the
floor.  I lift my right hand, holding Sonny in place with my left, and
bring it down solidly on his right cheek.  There is the sound of the slap,
followed by Sonny's voice saying, "One."

I caress his cheek.  After a moment I lift my hand and bring it down on his
left cheek. Slap, "two."

Rubbing his cheek a little after slapping him, I repeat the spanks again
and again.

Rub. Slap. "Three."

Rub. Slap. "Four."

Rub. Slap. "Five." There is the hint of a tremor in Sonny's voice.  I look
up at Phillip, once again asking with a look, "Continue?"

Phillip is breathing hard. He nods his head, signalling me to continue.

I spend a little more time rubbing Sonny's bottom.  It is starting to look
a little more pink than white.  It looks good on him.

I lift my hand and bring it down. Slap. "Six."

Without warning, I deliver two quick
slaps. Slap. Slap. "Seven. Eig.. eigh.. eight." Sonny stammers out the last
number.

I am impressed, he hasn't missed a count, and even though I am going very
light, I am impressed at how he is handling his first sex-play spanking.  I
also realize that somewhere about Five, his cock had become quite hard, and
was rubbing between my legs.  At the same time, I was leaking steadily, as
was his uncle.  I am sure that I will see video of him repeating this scene
with Sonny in future.

I rub his ass, letting him get control of himself.  His cheeks are feeling
warm to the touch and glowing with a fresh spanked glow that should fade
overnight.

I lift my hand and deliver the last two, again in quick succession. Slap,
Slap. "Ni... ni... nine." He stammers, breathing hard. "The-eh-eh-eh-eh-n."
He all but shouts as he spasms into an orgasm on my lap.  Having him
spontaneously cum, with nothing more than ten spanks, sends me over the
edge as well, liberally coating his tummy with my splooge.  As I was
groaning out my orgasm, I heard Phillip also cumming.  I looked up to see
rope after rope shoot up into the air and land on his face, chest and
stomach.

Reaching down, I picked up the panting boy.  "You did very well, Sonny.  I
have spanked many men and boys who lost count or did other things to earn
more. I am really proud of you."

Looking up at me with tear filled eyes, he quietly said, "I wanted to do
that for a long time, but I wasn't sure how to ask him.  It was easy with
you, `cuz if I didn't like it, I won't see you for a long time.  It was a
little harder with him in here, but it also made me sorta more excited, ya
know?  I know he likes stuff like that, and I wanted to try it too."  At
this, he realized that he had my cum dripping down his chest.  "Hey, that's
not fair.  I wanted all of your cum to go in me, not on me."

Phillip laughed at that, and Sonny looked his way for the first time.  "Oh
man," he said. "I knew you liked this stuff, but I didn't know you liked it
that much" and started giggling.  "Can I get down a second?" he asked me.

"Sure."

So, he slid off me lap, scooped what was left of my cum on his tummy up
with a finger, and fed it to his uncle.  "It's only fair," he said. "He got
to taste yours earlier." And with that, he started scooping up his uncle's
cum and putting it in his mouth.  When he had cleaned his uncle off, he
opened his mouth and showed his full mouth to his uncle, and then to me.
Then climbing back onto my lap, he grabbed my head and pulled me into a
kiss, swapping Phillip's cum with me the same way we had done a bit over an
hour ago in the bathroom.  As he was settling in for a grand tongue battle
and cum swap, he flinched, reflexively swallowed and cried out, "Ouch."

I quickly realized that he had settled onto his rosy red buttocks.  "That
didn't really hurt," he said.  "It just surprised me."

"Shall we call it a night," I asked. I was feeling pretty blissed out, and
while I was certainly up for more, we had been treading in new territory
with Sonny, and I didn't want him to feel that he had to keep going.

"Nah," he said. "I told you I wanted four loads from you, and if I count
the one you just spilled all over me, that is still only two.  I want to
get my money's worth," he said with a gleam in his eye.

He climbed back over me onto the bed, and as he pulled his legs back over
his head, he said, "By the way, I heard Uncle Phillip talking earlier.
Shouldn't he be gagged?"

It seemed a reasonable request to me.  Phillip too, by the way he was
nodding his head.  So, I picked up Sonny's underpants, and turning the skid
marks out, I pressed them into Phillip's mouth with the skids on his
tongue.  From the blissed look on his face, I figure we aren't going to
hear from him for a while.

Leaning in over Sonny, I whisper to him, "You are better than an
aphrodisiac. I don't think I'm gonna have any trouble dropping a couple
more loads for you.  But I need to get you ready, since the next one is
going into that incredible ass of yours."

His grin was all I needed to know that he wanted this too.  So, first, I
started out licking and kissing his paddled cheeks. Then, like a sailor
drawn by the sirens' call, I zeroed in on that tasty little rosebud.  After
the spanking and the exertion that he went through, his ass had a
wonderfully funky boy aroma that smelled amazing and tasted even better.
Licking up the residual sweaty boy funk got my soldier standing at
attention much quicker than a man of my age should be able to recover after
blowing a spontaneous nut.

I started lapping at his pucker, and licking a finger, I slipped it into
his ass.  Knowing that his uncle had fucked him a couple of hours ago meant
that I didn't have to work as hard to open him up, because he hadn't fully
tightened up.  So quickly after one finger, I got two in, and scissored
them around, just making sure of the fit.  As I was about to pull them out,
and brushed across his prostate, and he just about jumped off the bed.  "I
love it when someone hits that spot," he said.  "Do that again, please."

Never one to completely deny the wishes of my bed toys, I happily found the
little acorn in his ass and pressed against it. I rubbed back and forth a
few times until he was also sporting an erection.  Leaning down close I
asked, "Are you ready?"

He lifted his head to mine, kissed me quickly on the lips and said, "Fuck
yeah."

Pulling back from him, I stood next to the bed, and flipped him onto his
knees.  I pulled his butt to the side of the bed, lined up my boy buster
and pushed.  He was loose enough that I sank into the hilt with no trouble
at all.  He sighed in response as my cock started to scratch his itch.  As
I plunged in and out of his pliant ass, I was surprised at how I seemed to
be reverting to the state of a cum-filled teenager who can nut and be ready
to go again just seconds later.  Normally, nutting twice takes it out of me
and I need four or five hours to recharge.  But here I was, pounding the
ass of my friend's eleven-year-old nephew, heading for my third nut within
a couple of hours.

Knowing that I wanted this to be good for Sonny, I pulled out of him, and
jumped onto the bed beside him.  "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing, I just wanted a change in scenery." I flipped onto my back, and
grabbed my cock, waving it around.  Getting the hint, he straddled me, and
with his cock point to my face, he slowly pushed till my head popped back
into this ass.  Then, without warning, he rocked back and dropped `til he
was sitting on my pubes.

"Fuuu-uuu-uu-uck," I growled out. "Oh, that is good.  So fucking good."

He smirked at me and said "You like, I can tell.  Your heart is pounding
hard enough that I can feel it in my ass." He ground down on my pelvic
bone. "And it feels so good." He twisted a bit and pulled himself up enough
to drop again. "Ahhh, that feels so good.  I love having a man cock up my
ass. The boys that I play with just can't reach in far enough."

I glanced at Phillip.  He is still lost in the undies in his mouth.  I'll
have to get him to look at this part of the video tomorrow. "The boys I
play with" sounds like a promising avenue to explore.  In the meantime, my
little cum bucket was bouncing on my cock like there would be no tomorrow
and I could feel the cum rising.

"I'm almost there," I said. "How do you want it?"

"On my back. No, I mean in my ass with me on my back", he corrected.

In one weirdly coordinated move, I grabbed him as he sank down on my cock
and flip us over so that he landed on his back with me balls deep in his
ass, lying between his widely spread legs.  Leaning on my elbows, with my
arms on either side of his head, I started to pound his ass into the bed.

"Deeper," he cried out. "Harder."

I started pulling almost all the way out of his love tunnel before slamming
back in.  I could feel the orgasm building from my toes.  "Harder," he
cried. "Deeper."

Plowing in deeply, I felt the walls on his ass start to constrict with the
start of his boy-gasm, and that was all it took for me.  Being my third cum
of the night didn't change the intensity, but it did wipe me out.  As I was
spasming, I fell onto Sonny.  Looking down into his deep blue eyes, I
shudder as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure shudder through my body.
"That was..."

"Incredible," he finishes.  He leans up to kiss me.  "How is Uncle
Phillip?"

"Enjoying your skid marks the last I saw."

"Eww, fuck. That's just nasty." He shudders, and not from reaction to his
recent orgasm.

"Hey, it's also rather nasty to fuck your nephew. To each his own."

"Mmm, I guess."  After a pause he asks, "What time is it?"

I look over and see that it is after 10:00.  If I recall the conversation
when he was dropped off, Sonny's Mom told Phillip that he should be in bed
by 10:00 because he has diving practice tomorrow afternoon.

"It's after 10.  We should probably wrap this up."

"I guess.  I'm getting pretty tired."

"I'm not surprised. You've done a lot tonight. Getting Phillip off twice,
me three time, the spanking, you've been a busy boy."

"Will you sleep with me?" he quietly asks.

"Sure.  I just want to let your Uncle out of his chair first."

"'K." He snuggles into one of the pillows on the bed.

I lift the sheet and blanket. "Here, crawl in.  I'll be with you shortly."

I tuck him in, and unable to resist, I bend down and kiss his brow.  I also
think that maybe I will need to eat out his ass one more time to avoid a
wet spot in the sheets.  But first, I need to let Phillip loose.

I tap him on the shoulder.  He eyes are sorta glazed over. "Phillip," I
call quietly.  "Phillip, are you in there?"

He moans a little, and his eyes focus on my face.  "Mmm umph ffmm mufth."

I take the underwear form his mouth.  "Oh god," he says. "I just had his
skids in my mouth.  Fuck that was good." He looks over at his nephew lying
in the bed.  "Did you fuck him?  Did you leave a load up his ass?"

I nodded.  "Let me loose" he asks.  As I fumble with the keys, he says, "Do
you mind if I suck your load out?"

It's his house, and he did share his favorite fuck-toy nephew with me. "Go
ahead".  I make to leave the room.

"Oh for fuck's sake.  Climb into bed already.  I'm just gonna empty his bum
so he doesn't leak overnight."

As I lift the covers to slide in beside Sonny, Phillip lifts the sheets on
the other side of the bed.  He slides his head under the sheets, and soon I
can hear him slurping away.

Sonny reaches out and touches me without opening his eyes.  "Is Uncle
Phillip sucking my ass?"

"Mmm hmm" I agree.  "He's just keeping us from sleeping on a wet spot as my
cum oozes out of your bum."

"Oh, okay" he says, closing his eyes.

Five minutes later, Phillip resurfaces.  He walks around to my side of the
bed and leans over to kiss me.  We swap the cummy ass juice back and forth,
just as I did with Sonny a couple of times earlier tonight.  It's fun to
know that his skills are come by honestly.  Finally leaving the fluids in
my mouth to swallow, Phillip stands up and says, "There, that should keep
you dry tonight."  He walks to the door. "I'd say pleasant dreams, but you
are holding the most pleasant dream I know."

As he turns off the light, I roll Sonny over onto his side, and spoon up
behind him, draping one arm over his chest to hold him tight. As I drop off
to sleep, my last sleepy thought is, "Hmmpf, he said he'd make me cum four
times tonight."

Some time later I was woken up by the pleasurable feeling of a mouth on my
now rock-hard cock.  Feeling around, I realize that Sonny is under the
sheets, doing his best to get my fourth load.  I smile and think "Go for
it, Sonny."

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