Date: Fri, 24 Apr 2020 14:07:43 +0000 From: silverhaireddad Subject: Joshie and His Two Uncles, Part2 Joshie hurried back to his bedroom as quietly as possible, his hard cocklet pushing out the front of his briefs. He closed the door behind him and climbed into bed, pulling the covers over him. What had he just seen? Uncle Oliver had been on his knees in front of Uncle Larry, with his mouth on Uncle Larry's penis! Then he got up and sat next to Uncle Larry, his own hard cock standing straight out before him. As they sat next to each other on the couch, their hands played with their cocks, rubbing them up and down like they had done before. Soon Uncle Larry had moaned and some white stuff squirted out onto his stomach. Uncle Oliver did it just a few seconds later. Joshie loved seeing them do that. It made his own cocklet tingle and throb as he remembered how it felt when he did that. Before either of the two Uncles could see him, Joshie had hurried back to his bedroom. Now, nestled beneath his sheets, he squeezed himself through his briefs, shudders of pleasure rolling throughout his body. He slid his briefs down to his knees and began squeezing himself more fervently, reliving in his mind what had happened this evening. It was so much fun. And it felt so good. He stroked himself as he tried to recall every detail of the evening, the hair his Uncles had in places Joshie didn't have any, how large their penises were, how their penises throbbed as they were played with, what it looked like when they squirted the white stuff. He remembered how Uncle Oliver looked, with the skin running up over the head of his penis and then back down again as he moaned in delight. And Uncle Larry's penis didn't have that skin, but still looked so good, with the flaring helmet sitting on top of a very thick shaft. A groan escaped Joshie's lips as his stroking brought him closer to that feeling he loved so much. Soon, he was there, and his body stiffened as the feeling washed over him. Almost immediately, he fell asleep, his briefs still around his ankles. His dreams were of warmth, of love, of intense feelings, of pleasure. Meanwhile, Oliver straightened up the mess in the living room, making sure that all the paper towels that had been used to clean up the heavy squirts of cum were gathered and thrown in the trash. He took the trash bag out the back door and put it in the outside can, then replaced the bag inside. He checked to make sure that nothing looked amiss so that when morning rolled around things would look just as they had been before this night of unbridled pleasure. He quietly climbed the stairs, headed toward the guest bedroom, and decided to check on Joshie. He quietly opened the door and heard Joshie's deep breathing. Oliver and Larry had worn him out! He smiled as he thought about these new sensations Joshie had experienced this evening, and how curious he might be to talk about them the next day (or avoid talking about them). Oliver softly closed the door, stopped in the bathroom to brush his teeth, then headed for the sack himself. He debated masturbating again--this had been an incredible evening--but he fell asleep before he took any action. All the way home, Larry kept thinking about what had happened this evening: the raw sexual experience, the intense orgasms, the shared intimacy. He casually squeezed himself through his shorts while driving, but he was totally sated. His own hand couldn't replicate the feelings he had just experienced--and the car wasn't the place to do that anyway. He chuckled as he pulled into his driveway and walked half-consciously into his house. As he pulled down his shorts, he thought of doing that in front of Oliver and Joshie earlier, and his cock told him it had been enjoyable. He climbed under his own covers and was fast asleep in an instant. The sun shining in the bedroom window awakened Oliver in the morning. He had slept so soundly. Sliding out of bed in his boxers, he walked across the hall to the bathroom for a morning pee. Oliver knew that what he needed was a hot cup of coffee, so he headed down toward the kitchen, yawning as he descended the stairs, As he turned the corner into the living room, Joshie was on the couch in front of the TV watching cartoons. He was still in his white briefs. "Good morning, champ!" Oliver called out. Joshie looked up with a big grin and came running to give Oliver a hug, his head pressing Oliver's stomach just above the place that had seen such pleasurable action the night before. "Hi, Uncle Ollie," he said. "Did you sleep well?" "I sure did," Oliver replied. "And now I need a cup of coffee." "I already got some juice," Joshie said. "I hope that was okay." "Sure. Give me a minute and I'll join you for cartoons." Oliver stood before the coffee maker as it brewed, feeling his cock thickening in his boxers just from the hug Joshie had given him. He yawned again, and though it seemed to have a mind of its own, his cock stayed half-hard instead of going into full-blown erection. He poured himself a cup of coffee and walked out into the living room, sitting on the couch next to Joshie. "What are you watching, little man?" Oliver asked. "Power Rangers!" said Joshie with glee. Oliver began sipping his coffee and Joshie changed his position, moving up and next to his uncle, his eyes still on the television. They sat that way for a couple of minutes, Joshie's eyes on the television, and Oliver savoring his coffee. Soon, Joshie's hand was back on the top of Oliver's leg, just as it had been last night. Though his eyes were fixated on the television, his hand almost innocently rubbed through the hairs on the top of Oliver's thigh. His adorable nephew sitting next to him in the briefest of briefs, and a small hand rubbing his leg hair took Oliver back in his mind just a few hours. His body reacted. His cock began to swell, moving rapidly towards full erection. Embarrassingly, the boxers couldn't hold it in. His cock sprang through the slit in front of the boxers, throbbing in all its glory. Joshie's fingers continued to comb through Oliver's leg hair while he watched TV. Soon, however, the movement of Oliver's rock hard cock throbbing right next to him drew Joshie's attention. "Uncle Ollie," he cried out with seeming glee, pointing to the hard cock sticking out of the boxers. "It got hard again!" Oliver nodded his head in agreement. "I just can't help myself, Joshie. It likes to be hard." Joshie, mesmerized, reached over and wrapped his hand around Oliver's shaft, pulling down so that his foreskin fully retracted. "Ohhhhhh, that feels really good," said Oliver. Joshie's hand moved back up the shaft, the skin covering the head once again. He repeated this several times, causing Oliver's cock to throb. "Do you like seeing how my skin goes up over the head and then back again?" Oliver asked. "Yes," Joshie replied huskily, his hand slowly continuing to stroke Oliver's cock up and down. Oliver thought he might get a start-the-morning hand job, but Joshie stopped and looked up at Oliver's face. "What was that you were doing to Uncle Larry after I went to bed?" Joshie asked. "What do you mean?" replied Oliver. "I started to come back down and tell you good night again and saw you on your knees in between Uncle Larry's legs. Did he put his penis in your mouth?" Joshie's question was almost clinical, but definitely inquisitive. "Yes, Joshie, he did," answered Oliver honestly. "That's one way that a man can make another man feel good," said Oliver matter-of-factly. "Doesn't it taste bad?" asked Joshie. "Not at all," replied Oliver. "Do you want to see what it tastes like?" Joshie looked at Oliver's throbbing cock, contemplating what it might taste like. "If you want to, you can get up close to it and smell it," said Oliver. Joshie hesitated for a moment, then bent over, his face millimeters from Oliver's turgid cock. He sniffed a couple of times. He used his hand to pull Oliver's foreskin back off the head and sniffed again. Apparently satisfied that Oliver's cock didn't smell bad, Joshie stuck his tongue out and touched the head of Oliver's penis with its tip. "Ohhh," moaned Oliver from the feeling. "You can lick it if you want," he whispered. "It can be your lollipop." Joshie smiled and stuck his tongue further out, licking Oliver's head from bottom to top. "That's right. That feels really good," said Oliver. "Do it some more." Joshie continued to lick the head. Oliver twisted his position so that Joshie's tongue was on the underside of his cockhead, licking the frenulum. Oliver shuddered as Joshie's tongue continued its licking. "What does it taste like to you?" Oliver asked. Joshie stopped his licking and said "it doesn't have much taste at all." "See, I told you," said Oliver. "But didn't you have Uncle Larry's penis all the way in your mouth?" Joshie asked. "Yes, I did," said Oliver. "Can I try that, too?" asked Joshie. "If you want to," said Oliver. Joshie bent over again, opening his mouth and awkwardly covering Oliver's cock head with his open mouth. "Go ahead and close your mouth," Oliver suggested. `Make it your lollipop." Joshie's lips instinctively closed, enveloping Oliver's head in his hot, wet mouth. Almost naturally, Joshie sucked lightly. Oliver groaned loudly. Joshie pulled back and looked at Oliver's throbbing cock. "Will you make white stuff come out again for me?" Joshie asked. "Would you like that?" Oliver asked. Joshie whispered, "okay." "Do you want to do it to me?" Oliver asked. "I want to watch you do it," Joshie replied. So Oliver grabbed his cock and began stroking it. Joshie stared intently, his hand reaching down to the obvious bulge in his own briefs and squeezing it as Oliver stroked. "Go ahead and get yours out, too," suggested Oliver. Joshie kept staring at his uncle as he pulled the front of his briefs down under his balls, his hard cocklet bobbing openly. He began to stroke himself as Oliver continued his ministrations. It wasn't long before Oliver was close to his first cum of the day. "Be sure to watch, Joshie. My white stuff is going to squirt." Joshie's rhythm on his own penis grew a little faster. Oliver's long groan gave evidence that the white stuff was near. "Here it comes," he said out loud, a long strand of white hot cum shooting out onto Oliver's stomach, followed by several others that collected in his crotch hair. Joshie's body tensed up almost immediately, his own stroking taking him over the edge of another dry boygasm. They both kind of collapsed on the couch. After a few seconds, Oliver asked, "do you want to smell it now?" Joshie leaned over and took a long whiff. "Do you like that?" asked Oliver. "Yes, it smells good," said Joshie. "Would you like to taste it?" "Not now," said Joshie. "That's okay," said Oliver. "Would you run out into the kitchen and get me the roll of paper towels, Joshie?" Joshie hopped off the couch, his underwear still tucked under his boy nuts and his still-hard cocklet definitely pointing up. He brought back the paper towels and stood before Oliver as his uncle cleaned up, his boy cock still quite hard. "That was very nice," said Oliver. "Thank you, Joshie." "Yeah, I liked it too," Joshie replied, absently squeezing his cocklet again. "Do you think we can do that with Uncle Larry again?" he asked. "I'm sure Uncle Larry would enjoy that," said Oliver. Joshie jumped back up on the couch, once again sitting next to Oliver, his still-hard cock bulging out the front of his tiny briefs. His eyes were once again on Power Rangers. Another day with Joshie had begun.