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I walked down the hallway already knowing what I was going to do. Now was the perfect time that I was waiting for. After a quick trip to my fake bedroom, I was trying to make an impact for when they walked into our bedroom. I was laying on the bed attempting another pose that I hoped would have both of them stripping themselves faster than they could breathe. Goosebumps covered me out of excitement.  Then I saw it. It was just sitting on the top of the dresser.  Has it been there all this time?  My mind glowed with a new idea. I picked it up, got into a new position, and then kept an eye on the door as I waited for them to join me.  My arm was starting to get tired when I heard something coming from the hallway. I straightened my legs, arched my arm, adjusted my grip, and closed my eyes as I waited for someone to walk into the room. I heard the door as it opened, then nothing. The door didn't close, and whoever it was didn't say anything. I opened one eye to see what was going

Uncle Ian pulled his cheek away from Max's lips and laughed as they parted. Uncle Ian reached for his beer, and Max placed the platter of food onto the table.  "He's alive!" Uncle Ian loudly exclaimed as he raised his arms wide in my direction upon seeing me. The outburst surprised me and placed a smile on my face. I was half-laughing at how Max jumped a little at the same time.  "Am I suppose to be dead?" I asked as I walked towards them. I squinted my eyes as I exited the shade of the house. I was wrong about the time I woke up. The sun still had an hour, if not two, left before it set.  "We're good, but we aren't that good," Uncle Ian said jokingly. "But you were out cold for over three hours," he said with a change in his voice. I picked up on some regret and perhaps concern for me.  "Maybe you really are that good," I said with a smile as I took a seat. "And I'm alive to do it again," I said.  Why did

I felt each inch, each centimeter of progress his fingers made further into me. He worked at creating space for himself in there alongside Max's cock. It wasn't painful, but it was a curious feeling that I didn't know what to make of yet. I thought of asking Uncle Ian what he was doing when something else came out of my mouth.  "AH!" I shouted as my body rocketed itself away from the two men but failed in getting very far because Max knew this would happen. His arm around my waist shocked me with the strength that he used to stop my momentum of flight.  "I spilled your cum," I think I heard Uncle Ian say as I pulled air back into my lungs. "I'll be more prepared this time," he said before his mouth covered my cock again. I knew I was cumming from that alone, but his fingers were back too. I felt as they slipped between Max and me once more. I closed my eyes as my breathing picked up as I waited for the anal shock again.  "AAHH!" T

"Keep your distance Ian," Max told my uncle. "Start moving, Seth," he then commanded me as he pushed on my lower back. I slowly moved upwards until I think I felt the ridge of his cock head hit the ring of my ass on the inside. I then moved back down a little faster since I didn't feel much resistance now.  "I'm fine with watching," Uncle Ian told him as he walked into the room. "For now," he added on as he placed a chair in front of us. I was pushing my ass down into Max's crotch to make sure that I had all of him while watching my uncle as he took a seat and spread his legs wide to show off his cock.  When I was convinced that there was no more cock for my ass to swallow, I moved back up again and then down once more. But I lost my balance a little, and my hands went back to keep me from falling onto Max.  "You're good, Seth," Max told me as I felt his hand in the middle of my back. "Lay back on me and lift your l

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