Date: Mon, 01 Apr 2024 22:44:23 +0000 From: connectfour2024 Subject: The Sexy Mysterious Mystery Club - Chapter Two The Sexy Mysterious Mystery Club Chapter Two Hi, this is the second submission for the Sexy Mysterious Mystery Club folder. I made a spelling error the first time as it should have read as the Sexy Mysterious Mysteries Club. However, it's fine as it currently stands as that was my mistake. Thanks for posting it and best wishes. ConFour --- Hey guys, hope you are all well and wishing you all peace and friendship. This is Chapter Two of The Sexy Mysterious Mysteries Club, featuring 11 year old triplets Tyler, Ryan, and Maxwell. The mystery of the humongous cumdump in the skinny red briefs comes to a climax (and not the only thing that does!) in this second chapter. The boys discover who was responsible, and the identity leaves them both reeling and open to further incredible sexy encounters with the person concerned. I'm currently writing this on an old smartphone as my laptop is dead so things like the layout etc., are a bit wonky. I also missed a few minor issues with the first chapter as I obviously don't have spellchecker or grammar check, etc. However, if you guys like this series, I will be getting a second-hand laptop next week, until I can get a brand new one, and will have the proper office writer again on the refurbished machine, thankfully. As always, please support Nifty and each other. You are welcome to give feedback as my email address is below. "Support Nifty, yaaayyyyyy!!", from Tyler, Ryan, and Maxwell. The Sexy Mysterious Mysteries Club Copyright (c) 2024 ConFour Literary Works - All Rights Reserved Please respect the Copyright of all authors. A lot of time and effort goes into writing stories and creating storylines, etc., so please do not plagiarise or violate any Copyrights. By all means copy and paste for printing only or for adding into your favourite collections folder. 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Brought to you by Deepthroat Creamy Sodas. ---- THE SEXY MYSTERIOUS MYSTERIES CLUB The Humongously Huge Cumdump on the Skinny Red Briefs in the U11 Swimming Pool Clubhouse Chapter Two "Well Andre, it's almost late June here in the beautiful ski-resort town of Buggerycum in Western Montana and so far, only six dumb-fuck vegans have stepped in steaming piles of bullshit, representing a 25% reduction on the records for the same period last summer. ", said Ruffling Mihairysac, who was a local reporter for the Buggerycum Special Gazette and was reporting live to the Washington DC based, "Six O'clock News" streaming on the television. "Thanks Ruffling, and what about those moose? Any issues there?", asked Phillup Myhole, the Senior Anchor, who was sitting next to Andre O'Fuckitywick. "Well, Phillup, they're still a shower of lanky cunts and are shitting copiusly around the roads, so you can thank the current Administration in DC for all that shit." "And how about the locals? What about their thoughts on all of these issues? And what do they think of the actions of the President of the United States in declaring a State of Emergency for the elites in Hollywood as a result of the ongoing issues in your community?", enquired Gates Tomeballs, who sat in between the others. "Yes, well, the locals here in Montana really don't give a flying fuck about Hollywood or those shithead elite assholes it would seem. In equal measure, they consider the retarded actions of the President in declaring a State of Emergency in HOLLYWOOD, cos of what's going on here, to be nothing more than the actions of a fucking moron.", Ruffling said, shaking his head. "And what about the horror stories we're hearing concerning the threats made by local ranchers and farmers against protests from the members of the Very Venerable Vegetarian Vendors? Surely they have a right to protest there?", queried Andre. "Well, I'll tell y'all something, the Very Venerable Vegetarian Vendors are a stuffed-up bunch of Commie shitheads. Our local farmers and ranchers have no trouble telling them to, quote, 'eat shit and die motherfuckers'. If you ask me, our locals have been fairly restraint dealing with those mother-fucker, liberal dumb-fucks so far this summer.", Ruffling rigorously replied. "And the hiking enthusiasts? So many went missing, and, were thankfully found safe so far this season. What are the thoughts of the community on that?", Phillup perused. "Well," Ruffling responded, getting more annoyed, "the hiking trail guides had to issue another God-damn statement today in which they stated, 'those stupid fucking dumb-fucks that don't follow hiking trails can all just fuck off', so I guess they can just go and do that, the dumb cunts!" "And finally, Ruffling, not meaning to cause any further stress for you there, I understand that a special investigation is underway into yet another case of a steaming pile of cumdump in a local swimming pool?", Andre cautiously asked. "Well Andre, why don't you stick your stress up your own ass, you condescending pussy? Us Montanans really don't give two mother-fucks about who's jerking off in and around our pools, so, why don't y'all just fuck off and shove the Washington Monument up your goddamm a-holes and don't use any motherfucking lube when you're doing it, you bunch of dumb-fuck pussies, Commie-loving a-holes.... ", and with that, Ruffling threw down the microphone and stormed away. Back in the Washington DC news studio, Andre shuffled some papers while the other two stared indignantly at the cameras. "Well, I guess things aren't looking good for the moose in Montana.", Andre stoically announced. "No doubt they're all supporters of a certain presidential candidate in that town, nevertheless, a shocking turn of events there, especially surrounding more of those cumdumps.", Gates declared. "Those poor elite people in Hollywood and their morally righteous, protesting vegetarian friends. Will anyone ever think about how much they suffer and feel oppressed? I'll be going elsewhere for my vacation, I can assure you of that.", Phillup proclaimed. --- In the gentle afternoon breeze, Maxwell bounced the basketball slowly. He was contemplating his throwing tactic, as his brothers, Tyler and Ryan were hunched over nearby watching him eagerly. It was another beautiful, big-sky blue-sky late June day, and they had been taking basket shots in the outdoor sports arena to the side of their house for just over half an hour. All three were naked, as ever, save only for sandals and baseball caps. Their beautiful 11 year old bodies had developed a luscious all-over bronze tan, save only for their tight little buttocks, beautifully cut cocks, and filling out scrotums, which retained a creamy-golden and lightly tanned hue, accompanied by a blended tanline, evidence of them sadly having to be modest whenever in public. Each of their peens had developed considerably across the almost daily sun-filled weeks of June in line with the onset of puberty. Feeling slightly thicker in the palm, the well-hung penis of each young boy was certainly growing up and escaping the skinniness of childhood and coming into its own. Each young penis was happy, healthy, and, very experienced in gay lovemaking. This puberty-induced development was especially noticed in each young penile glans. Still nicely pink in colour, the arrow-headed, elongated trio of cockheads were now beginning to enhance and thicken their respective helmet ridge lines and engorge themselves with greater intensity, sensitivity, and rigidness when near to orgasm and especially when cumming. Each boy had also noticed a slight thickening and creamy feel to his cum along with it 'whitening up' instead of nearly always jizz clear or translucent. Likewise, his newly developing ability to 'shoot' ejaculate with every orgasm, and not just when getting hard-fucked was becoming an obsession and competition with the boys as to, 'who could shoot cum the furthest'. So far, there was very little difference between them. Tyler, Ryan and Maxwell had also noticed something very special for every 11 year old boy. Over the past fortnight, half-centimeter long wispy light blonde and downy-soft pubes had grown out to form a little half-scarf around the base of each boycock. They celebrated this special, 'Yaaayyy for pubes!', event with their Dad by having a pizza night in the local bowling alley, going to a movie, getting ice-cream on the way home, and, of course, a foursome until the dawn of the next day when they finally collapsed in an intertwined pile in their Dad's arms, and slept till noon and a group shower. Maxwell continued to contemplate his move. The game was simple - the best score out of ten shots wins. Tyler had gone first and only scored 7/10. Ryan went second and scored 8/10. So far, Maxwell had also scored 7/10, but, he was on his final shot, so if he scored this one, it would mean a throw-off between him and Ryan. "Are you gonna throw the ball or fuck it, dufus?", Ryan frustratingly shouted. "Shut up, douche-head!", defended Tyler, "Let him concentrate!" "He's been fucking doing that for like, five minutes, just FUCKING HURRY UP AND THROW!" Maxwell stopped bouncing the ball upon hearing this profanity from his bro, glared at Ryan, and unceremoniously turned and twerked his naked, softly tanned little butt at his brother. "Why don't you fuckkkk myyy aaassss, dudddee!", Maxwell chirped and sang. Tyler laughed, fondling himself at the ridiculous sight of Maxwell twerking. "Throw the damn ball! I'll fuck your ass later, butt-wipe!", Ryan shouted as the jiggling half-globes and exposed pink anus of his brother continued taunting him. "I swear I'm gonna fuck him so fucking hard if he doesn't throw it!", Ryan grumbled quietly as Tyler took hold of Ryan's narrow hips from behind, humping his clenched little butt in rhythm to Maxwell's twerking within inches of them taunting the poor kid. "THROW THE FUCKING BALLLL!" Maxwell threw the basketball; it soared with great ceremony through the air, almost in slow-motion and - - - bounced off the basket ring, rebounding, and falling away to the side. "Yesssss!!", Ryan exclaimed, "I winnnnn!!", he mockingly sang, pulling away from Tyler. He began a-hooping and a-hollering, jumping around and shaking his dangly bits, grabbing Tyler and quickly humping HIS tight little butt, before running up to Maxwell, who was now standing with his hands on his sexy hips and slowly shaking his head, as Ryan thrust his erection and flopping scrotum at him. Ryan continued HIS taunting escapades in the outdoor arena which also included bending over, pulling his buttocks apart and thrusting his tight little gape at both of his brothers. Cuddled by Tyler, Maxwell toyed with his own now gently pulsing boyhood, and, with Tyler calming Ryan down, all three quickly ran to the adjacent front yard swimming pool to cool down. --- Later that evening, just shy of 10pm in the beautiful waning dusk twilight, Tyler lay wrapped up in his Dad's arms on a poolside recliner before the gently crackling firepit, both covered by a soft, light fleece blanket. His 11 year old scruffy blonde head was planted firmly on his Dad's muscular pecs and his long, slender right thigh lay draped over his Dad's abs. Their Dad, named Colt, watched as Maxwell and Ryan played nearby and occasionally glanced down at Tyler. He was tight-in against his Dad, and Colt gently caressed the tight little cotton-covered buttocks of his boy in his right palm. The little butt cheeks were so small and tight that both buttocks easily fit into Colt's huge warm palm, just like Maxwell's and Ryan's little butts also did. Colt could feel Tyler's young erection pressed against his right hip and felt Tyler smiling against his muscular chest when he patted out the first chords of 'Jingle Bells' on his covered little butt. "Yah doing alright there, buddy?", Colt asked. Tyler nodded happily, looking up at his Dad, and wrapping up even more tightly against him. "Mmmhmmm!", his voice cracking. Colt kissed his forehead and continued to caress and massage Tyler's little butt through his trackbottoms. Tyler sighed happily to himself and returned to looking at Maxwell and Ryan who were now busily chasing wild chicks around the upper gravel garden next to the swimming pool. Their laughter echoed in the gentle evening air, in chorus with a nearby Robin singing for the sunset and the panicking chirps of the wild chicks. Sadly, the triplets were fully clothed now, each dressed in a hoody, tee, patterned trunks, track bottoms, ankle socks, and trainers. It got chilly in the evenings despite the glorious summer weather and even more so past 7pm. It didn't help that they lived in the shadow of the snow-capped, Mount Ahhgofuckoff, only a few miles away, which now stood radiant in the dusky evening hues as it siphoned away the last of the evening sun. Soon, stars and planets filled the deep-black night sky amidst the blazing spiral arm of the galaxy. Maxwell and Ryan had returned to Tyler and Colt who were busy sticking marshmallows on sticks and together, the four of them sat around the firepit roasting the mallows. After a feast of roasted mallows and hot chocolate, the four of them snuggled together under a queen-sized fleece blanket on a nearby group recliner in front of the firepit and gazed up at the night sky. The boys excitedly took turns pointing out constellations and planets, satellites passing overhead, and making wishes on falling stars. Giggles and laughter filled the early night air and echoed around as they joked about aliens doing anal probes and other silly space stuff, until, with tired and sleepy eyes, each of the boys yawned, stretched out, drew up into foetals, and fell away into soft dozes. Colt let them rest awhile in the fresh night mountain air before gently gathering each of them one by one and carrying them into the adjacent swimming pool suite where he gently scooted each boy off to their beds. After playing basketball that beautiful June afternoon, the boys had skinny dipped, splashed and played in the swimming pool, nudie sunbathed for a little while, feasted on a barbecue with their Dad, and later in the evening, enjoyed their group shower with Colt. Tyler had won the '7th night cummy bum draw' and enjoyed it greedily when Colt had made him cum hard from his gentle, finishing-off deep fuck, with Maxwell and Ryan jerking off next to him. --- The boy's property comprised of fifteen acres of private, enclosed land just over three miles away from the town. The single-level 10,000sqft family home was set back into the far northwestern corner of the property with a long, straight asphalt road dividing the property equally and leading from the stone pillar entrance gates to a large front and side turning area with a detached double parking garage. Hidden away from view by a three acre mixed fruit orchard screen, nobody could see the house from the highway. The front and south-east facing main rooms of the kitchen/diner/lounge, boy's den, entrance hall, family room, home office, gym, sauna, steam room and swimming pool suite, all overlooked the 15mtr long by 5mtr wide heated swimming pool with its plaza, cabana, firepit, and hot tub. The boy's individual bedroom suites, their Dad's bedroom suite, a double guest suite, and a second 'sleep-together' bedroom suite for the boys, occupied the north-west facing backside of the house, overlooking the beautiful mountains and forest that formed their northern and western borders a few hundred metres away. Their northern and western borders also comprised of a wrap-around, five-mile deep, mountain pine forest, running for over twelve miles long north-south along the meandering mountain foothills of the adjacent Ahhgofuckoff National Park. To the east, vast acres of rolling, prairie grasslands lay beyond their eastern chain linked fences. Tall green grasses mixed with layers of multicoloured wild flowers swayed and danced in the evening breeze all the three miles to the town boundaries. To the south, the interstate highway divided the glorious alpine mountain valley their home was set in and was itself kept at bay by a solid-oak double set of security gates and limestone pillars. Across the other side of the highway, the range of snow-capped mountain peaks that encompassed the boy's property strode off into the distance, set back from a two mile deep rolling carpet of divided pastures. Completely private with no direct neighbours, it was their Mom and Dad who purchased the property with lottery winnings before developing it into a magnificent 10,000sqft single-level masterpiece in which to raise their family. The family home sat on private grounds of five acres, surrounded by its own limestone-gravelled tiered and flat gardens of flower beds, mixed borders, potted trees, stone benches, and a water feature grotto. Low, cut-stone privacy walls surrounded the swimming pool, hot tub, cabana area, and firepit at the front of the house. Next to the house, in its own self-contained area, the boys had access to an all-weather sports arena with a combination of a full-sized outdoor basketball court and equipment for playing soccer, tennis, football, and baseball. It was here too, that the boys had their own clubhouse and also where they held meetings for the Sexy Mysterious Mysteries Club. The household farmed ten of its fifteen acres across the south and east of the property, growing a mix of fruits and vegetables directly in the ground and in raised beds closer to the house and yard. A paradise in the middle of a beautiful big-sky mountain valley. --- The following day, Tyler, Ryan, and Maxwell sat nude together on the veranda of the Clubhouse, stroking each other's peens and discussing the cumdump mystery in the Clubhouse. They had been rattling things around for a while, ruled out some men, thought of others, before finally bringing it down to just three possibilities. More steaming piles of cumdump had been discovered in all three public pools in town, including another four lots found in briefs and speedos belonging to boys in their U11 swim team. No assaults had been reported or anything nasty like that so it seemed to be just a matter of someone blowing their loads off around the place. The boys suspected three people - one was a 15 year old boy on the U15 swim team that they fancied anyway, and who had made it known that he was a horny fuck if they or any of the younger ones wanted it. The second was one of the Coaches who always seemed to go temporarily 'missing' whenever the U11s were training. The third was a bit of a shocker even for the triplets to consider. Roman was the father of their best friend, Joshua, who was also on their U11 swim team and one of the boys in their, 'after swim circle jerk in the shower', club. Roman was also a boylover and very much into boys aged 9 to 15. He hadn't yet messed around with the triplets, but had a few times with two other 11 year old boys in their 'circle jerk' club. The boys also knew that Joshua's Dad had a 'kink' for boy briefs, speedos, etc., especially skinny and tight ones for boys in his 9-15 age of attraction range. Still, the boys weren't too sure but one thing was certain. They had decided to set a trap with a hidden camera and one of their own previously used pairs of 9 year old sized speedos that they were going to set up at the next swim class the following evening. The plan was in place. For now however, their Uncle Mack was keeping an eye on them while Colt had to go to town. As Maxwell and Ryan headed for skinny dipping in the pool, Tyler happily made his way to the kitchen, and Mack. --- The open plan kitchen/diner/lounge of the boy's home was traditional in nature with hand-built, floor to ceiling solid pine ranch house-style units, forming a warm welcoming heart of the home. It occupied a third of the width of the front of the family home overlooking the pool, orchards, and gravel gardens. Tyler softly moaned with each deep thrust. He was bent over the edge of a lounge counter-top with his right leg stretched up hip-high and his foot on an adjacent stool. Mack was stooped down behind him, grasping him tightly by his sexy hips and sliding his 9.5 incher quickly in and out of his nephew's gaping anus. Tyler was undoubtedly Mack's favourite. He felt that Tyler could take him much deeper than Ryan or Maxwell; not really true given that each of the boys could take their Dad's 13 incher balls-deep on a regular basis. Nevertheless, Mack thought that this was the case with Tyler. Fucking his 11 year old nephew hard, fast, and deep right now, his intention was to cumdump in the boy before his brother, their father, got home to find his son bent over the counter-top getting pummelled. The boy had immediately been put to work when he came in from the Clubhouse, going down on his uncle's huge mushroom head while his uncle's right middle finger went on a full-depth expedition to the boy's prostate bud. Once Mack could feel his jizz feeding the boy, he pulled Tyler's suctioned lips off of him and walked the boy to the nearby counter-top. There, they tenderly kissed, Mack squeezing Tyler's balls and slowly fondling the young boy's smooth erection and sticky glistening glans before turning him around and bending him over. Spreading the boy's long smooth thighs apart, and lifting his right leg up hip-high behind the knee and placing his foot onto an adjacent stool, Mack then fingered wads of lube into the warm, snug tightness of his nephew's gaping little anus and up into his equally tight, smooth, and narrow anal canal. As Tyler stroked the continuing wetting emissions from his boy erection, he felt his left hip being grasped tightly accompanied by the rubbing of a swollen cockhead against his bum. Tyler looked over his right shoulder at Mack, an expression of curiosity across his cute and hunky face. "Aren't you gonna do pre-fuck play?", Tyler whispered. Mack shushed him quietly and continued to press his mushroom glans into and against Tyler's anus. It remained tightly gaped despite him reapplying fresh lube and pressing harder against Tyler. A few times, half of the mushroom glans probed into Tyler but it was pushed out quickly again by Tyler's tightness and his fuck position. If Tyler had been placed lying face-down on the nearby sofa or on the floor, Mack would have so easily bottomed out by now, but alas, that was not the case. Tyler asked again about 'pre-fuck play' after the fifth attempt to penetrate him only to be again shushed quietly. Mack finally stepped away to his sports bag for a moment then returned to Tyler with a 6 inch long, 2 inch girth skinny, thrusting, vibrating dildo. After lubing the dildo, Mack set it on the first setting. The thrusting glans pumped with a gentle whirr along with the vibrator. Mack slowly fed it into his nephew by holding it at the suction cup base. Tyler eagerly pushed down onto it, loving the sensation against his anus as it pushed into him and pulsed into his anal canal. Tyler closed his eyes, his cock throbbing. He felt the dildo thrust and vibrate inside of him, travelling ever deeper as he rotated his hips and sat firmly down onto it, feeling it curving upwards and deeper into his anal cavity, humming against the bud of his prostate until it finally bottomed out, its artificial scrotum nuzzling against his anus. Holding the dildo in place with his anal muscles, Tyler fondled his now simmering cock and tightly heated balls. As the dildo pulsed, throbbed, and massaged deep inside him, Tyler looked away across the kitchen and out towards the pool through the nearby kitchen window. He could see that Ryan and Maxwell had exited on the farside of the pool and were on one of the recliners. From this left-hand, side-on view of them, Tyler could see that Maxwell was lying flat on top of Ryan and in between his brother's well spread and arched thighs. He could see Maxwell's repeatedly pumping buttocks and hips and occasional glimpses of both of their 5 inchers grinding, slipping, and sliding against each other. Cock grinding was another favourite that the boys always enjoyed, and they called it, 'sexing'. Their lips were locked and they were holding each other's stretched out hands up along the recliner and behind Ryan's head as they gently copulated and made love in the glorious mid-morning sunshine. As Tyler watched his brothers sexing each other, he became even more aroused and it was then that he felt the dildo being removed followed by the sudden, raw-nerved pain of his anus being hard breached, stretched, and then fully gaped by the thickness of his uncle's mushroom glans and cock shaft pushing deep into him. Suctioned up through his still tightened anal canal, the mushroom and shaft, as one invading beast, pushed steadily along, setting highly sensitive nerves ablaze. It broke through the stretching sphincter of the 11 year old, hard-punched the bud of his puberty swollen prostate bud, and lodged deep inside the spasming rectum of the young boy. Tyler screeched, protesting the quickness, hardness, and rawness of his anal penetration, and slapped the counter-top. Whenever his Dad initially and subsequently later on, fucked him hard during a session, it followed a considerable amount of time beforehand with finger play, rimming, thrusting dildo games, and vibrator tickles before actual penile penetrative fun commenced. This kind of rough and hard anal penetration that he was now experiencing from Mack, coupled with the unusual approach of both no and very limited pre-fuck play from his uncle, took Tyler by surprise and forced him to almost call out 'the safe word' and thus causing Mack to stop. And yet, Tyler didn't stop Mack. He was confused as to why he didn't. The sudden penetration, the sheer rawness of it, the pain from his anus being pushed hard into. He wasn't sure why he didn't stop - or maybe he did. The sensations were truly incredible and interesting. It reminded him of those initial first fucks with his Dad back when he was 8 years old and how intensive and highly pleasurable, mixed with pain, those newly discovered sensations of his Dad's cockhead gently and lovingly penetrating him for those first few times brought to his virgin body. The only other time Tyler was penetrated this hard was with his Dad, and that only ever happened in the form of an immediate second round fuck when Tyler would already be fully gaped, saturated in lube and his Dad's cum, and only if Tyler wanted to fuck again immediately after their mutual orgasm. Tyler's thoughts ran through an avalanche of emotions until he finally rested on one. He actually loved getting fucked like this now. No pre-fuck play or very little at least. The 'go again second fuck' with his Dad always drove him wild, and certainly, whenever his Dad did fuck him hard, deep, and fast during regular fuck fests after pre-fuck play, he adored every moment of that too. That was it in a nutshell. He had unexpectedly graduated to a new form of anal and now that his senses were fully alive to it, he wanted more. Mack shushed him quietly for a third time and gently pinned him to the counter-top under his weight. Holding the boy's outstretched palms on the counter-top, Mack whispered consolingly into Tyler's right ear. Tyler gasped several times adjusting his hips and desperately wanting to accept the balls-deep invader. His body finally got with the program, recovered, and calmed down. Mack stayed on top of him for a few minutes, softly encouraging him and calming him further. Tyler's rectum and sphincter loosened their clamp as Mack slowly pumped him and at last, his sexy little body became fully relaxed and eager for a good, hard, deep fucking. The boy was fully settled and refused the final opportunity from Mack if he wanted to stop. The final rawness of Tyler's unexpected hard penetration completely subsided and his little prostate bud began to intensely tickle, sending an emission of creamy, superheated precum to exit from Tyler's glans along with an engorging happiness filling the boy's velvety smooth pinky helmet. Mack kissed Tyler's neck and right cheek several times before rising up off of him. He repositioned behind the boy, his cock sliding out halfway before being pushed balls-deep once more. He held Tyler by his sexy narrow left hip and his right hamstring and inner thigh, and gently gyrated his huge cock inside of his nephew. Mack pulled his penis out by about 3 inches as far as the tightness of Tyler's sphincter, and then, methodically, pushed back in again balls-deep. He slowly pumped the little boy like this for a solid five minutes, watching with amazement every single time at how his 11 year old boy anus could even accept his thick mancock let alone the boy's tight anal canal and rectum. Pumping the boy rhythmically, time - - - and time - - - and time again, Mack could feel his precum flicking into Tyler's rectum, lubricating him, and increased his thrusting in tune with his nephew's sexy fuck moans and chirps. Tyler's body, revelling now in the completely newfound joy of raw sexual pleasure, pushed his anus further back onto his uncle's cock and raised himself up on his folded forearms. Mack gently lifted Tyler's right leg higher, stretching his gape to its absolute maximum and causing the boy to moan so sexily he made Mack shoot a wad of cum into him. Tyler looked down along his heaving smooth chest and abs to his preteen hardness as it swayed and pulsed from the deepening thrusts slamming into him from behind. A long creamy candyfloss string of precum had been flicked onto the bottom cupboard door joining Tyler's now sopping penis to it. Without him even realising it, Tyler found his own left middle finger stroking his undulating smooth and hairless perineum and his left palm cupping and squeezing his dangling bouncing scrotum. His preteen 5 inch erected cock had been encased in his own soft, warm right palm and was intensely being jerked by it. Tyler had unknowingly rested back down onto the counter-top and was moaning his sexual relaxation in rhythm to his fucking. His left middle finger explored further, reaching to feel the roasting lubed, anal juiced, and precum-soaked 3 inches of his uncle's bottoming cock as it pistoned hard and fast balls-deep in and out of him. Tyler felt around the soaked rim of his gape, lingering his middle finger in the intense vibration-filled ridge of his swollen anus. A frothing, sticky, dripping mix emanated from the suctioning gap between mancock and boy anus, comprising of man precum, boy anal juice and the water based lubricant. The mixture slid along Tyler's perineum before falling to the floor. Tyler found the gap in question and scooped up the bubbling sticky drip with his middle fingertip and sniffed it. The aroma was intoxicating, adding to his quips and chirps as his uncle's pistoning cock pumped him harder and faster. Tyler used the liquid on his fingertip as a popper. His Dad allowed him to use poppers while hard fucking with him, helping Tyler to deeply relax and last longer. This drippy mix, although freshly collected, wasn't quite doing the job but was somewhat effective. Mack entered the final stages of fucking his 11 year old nephew and could feel the pressure building up in his balls. Tyler took a long sniff of the mixture into both nostrils and closed his eyes, feeling his boycock pulse in orgasm and squirting a small wad of cum into his jerking palm. The scent from the fuckjuice was comprised of a very distinctive, spicy-musky aroma from Mack's precum, mixed with the sweetly fresh nutty anal juice from Tyler, and the overly strawberry essence from the ingredients of the edible lube being used. Tyler's head swam and his hearing became cloudy. A high-pitched series of soft moans and squeels vibrated through his ribcage and his young cock finally pumped a copious amount of sweet boycum from his engorged pulsating glans into his rapidly stroking soft palm. His intense orgasm forced his widely gaped anus to repeatedly clamp down hard around Mack's ramming cock. As the forcefulness of his orgasm coursed through his body, Tyler's rectum and sphincter, in tandem with his throbbing anus, squeezed so tightly around Mack's enormous cock that the man thrust one final time with exploding thick ropes of pure cum into the hidden depths of his nephew's bowels, and he let out a deep animalistic gutteral groan. Moments of final thrusting from Mack added to Tyler's intense rippling orgasms. Slowing his pounding, Mack kissed and licked Tyler's sweat-soaked back and over the course of a few long endless moments, gently withdrew his cock from the boy. The engorged glans finally suctioned plopped out of Tyler bringing with it a river of hot cum mixed with Tyler's anal juice and lube. It poured out of the boy's throbbing anus, soaking his perineum and dripping rapidly to the floor. Tyler released his now gently spasming cock from his own grip and wiped his handful of boycum onto his smooth abdomen as Mack gently cleaned around his nephew's anus, applied a cooling anal gel, and closed down the boy's stretched out right leg. Turning the boy around to face him, they tongue sucked and kissed for a few moments until the familiar sound of an F-350 pick-up truck rumbled into the driveway outside. The lovers parted and Tyler quickly finished cleaning his own cum off of his abdomen, cock and balls, the steaming deposits on the floor, and the cupboard door with its streams of Tyler's ejaculate from his jerking orgasm. Washing his hands as Mack pulled on his own briefs and shorts, a sudden thought jumped into his head. He remembered how he had sniffed the cumdump in the skinny red briefs only a few days beforehand. It had a very distinctive aroma, a kind of musky, spicy scent. Numerous times, he thought to himself, he had smelled that seemingly familiar yet distinctive aroma when heated cumdumps splashed on his body from being cummed on, or were shot into his hands during mutual masturbation, or blown across his face from oral climaxes. He thought a little bit more about it and then, when drying his hands, it suddenly hit him. That aroma, that particular scent - - - it belonged to Mack! Mack was responsible for the cumdump in the skinny red briefs! Holy shit! Who was the boy the briefs belonged to and was Mack fucking another boy? Kissing Mack one final time Tyler escaped out to the pool as the master of the house entered the kitchen. The scent of fresh anal wafted through the air conditioning and as it reached his nostrils, Colt knew that Mack had fucked one of the boys. "Which one did you fuck?", their Dad asked. "Tyler - I fucked Tyler. Sorry Colston, you know he's my favourite." Colt threw his truck keys on the kitchen table and walked past Mack to the open patio doors. "Was he as good as always?" "He's the best! That's why he's my favourite!" Colt shook his head and snickered as the triplets splashed around in the pool. "Horny little fucker, my boy! They all are. You staying over, fancy a five-way?" "Fuck dude, as exciting as that sounds, I gotta get going soon. I'm on shift duty tonight." Colt nodded, Mack went to the coffee machine and poured two large mugs, disappointed, no doubt, of having to pass up a wonderful opportunity. "Tyler, Ryan, Maxwell!", Colt called out, "Come and give me a hand with the groceries, boys!" Within seconds, the splashing of three sexy naked 11 year old boys, one freshly butt fucked, getting out of the pool echoed around the kitchen and the patter of sandals running forwards mixed with laughter brought a beautiful summer morning to a close. --- It hit Maxwell and Ryan with a shocking abandon. The idea that Uncle Mack was responsible for the cumdumps being found in boys' undies around the place and most especially in the U11 swim team changing room hit them sideways. "Are you sure?", Maxwell whispered, sitting on Tyler's bed. "Yeah, how many men have the same cum smell?", Ryan followed, fondling himself as he flopped onto his bed. The boys were in their 'sleep together' bedroom suite. It was mid-afternoon and Mack had left earlier. Colt was busy in the home office catching up with accounts leaving the boys to enjoy an impromptu threesome for over an hour in the bedroom. When the boys finished each other off during a triangle suck fest, Tyler and Ryan spit-roasted Maxwell, then Tyler and Maxwell spit-roasted Ryan. Tyler's bum was a little sore from Mack so the boys gave him a pass. When they were fully sated and lying on Tyler's bed, he had confided about the scent of Mack's cum and how he was certain that it was Mack who was responsible. Tyler shrugged, idly playing with his scrotum. "No it's Mack, I'm certain of it. His cumscent was the exact same as the cumdump in the red briefs we found." Maxwell nodded slowly. "Guess that's solved then....", Maxwell concluded. Ryan played with his spermed anus, lying on his right side. "What do we do now?", Ryan asked. Tyler and Maxwell looked at each other then at Ryan, as though they both had read each other's minds. "We prank him!", Maxwell smiled. Ryan snickered, knowing full well what they had psychically communicated. --- The boys followed their plan. For days on end, whenever they were in town with Colt, and whenever they could break away and get to a payphone, they made anonymous calls to Mack, putting on ridiculous accents every time. They also used an untraceable cellphone they had secretly bought to try and bring Mack's antics to heal. "Vee know it is you, zerking off all over zee place and into boyzz undies! Zuu better stoppe you silly, silly, man, vee kniw who zuu rrrr!" Mack was driven demented, questioned his sanity, and looked over his shoulders whenever he went out. He had to change his number but still got anonymous, 'stop wanking off around the place!', calls at all hours of the night. Days passed, Mack looked shrivelled when he came to visit for the first time since the boy's investigations had concluded. The boys, upon seeing their unfortunate results in the shaken uncle during the visit, and knowing that no further cumdumps had been discovered, felt sorry for going too far and halted their resolve. On this particular visit, Tyler took Mack out to the Clubhouse and gave him a 'clothed special' as he felt particularly sorry for Mack. Mack fucked Tyler hard and deep with no, 'pre fuck play', and with Mack's enormous climax dropping a huge steaming cumdump while he was pulling out and into Tyler's multicoloured patterned briefs - - which were pulled down just below his buttocks and enough to allow a good, deep, hard, fuck to be achieved - - the poor man exuded all of his stress in that, his biggest cumdump for a long time. As Tyler looked down over the front of his scrunched up tee-shirt around his chest, and into his pulled down briefs and track bottoms at the huge steambath of cum in the crotch of his undies, he smiled knowing instantly that it was, indeed, Mack all along. As to whether or not Mack was fucking another boy, or possibly boys, the triplets never found out. They just figured in the end that Mack was taking opportunities to jerk off into boy's underwear in the swim club and other locations he had access to both as an electrician and when he'd sometimes come to the swim classes with Colt, and apparently, go 'missing' unnoticed. A fetish he enjoyed, yet, was somewhat risky. However, no further cumdumps were found around the place. The triplets decided that they would help Mack in his fetish by always wearing their younger-sized underwear they still had and that still fitted them no problem given their tight butts and waists etc. From then on, whenever Mack fucked either one of the boys in those undies, he could cumdump into them and, upon his request, keep them afterwards. The sexy mystery was solved. On the last night of June, the boys partied nude together with their best friend Joshua, in their Clubhouse as a rock festival streamed online. Their vacation to a northern Michigan water park would be in a few days, just after Independence Day, and they were really excited about it. Another sexy mystery was about to unfold. ---