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I woke up needing to use the bathroom and once again found myself alone when I sat up in bed. I wasn't given much time to think about it as my need doubled, and I hurried out of the room. I reached for the waistband of my underwear that I remembered going to sleep in to find nothing but skin.  As I sat down on the toilet, tucking my cock down between my legs in the process, I remembered what happened last night. So many things came out of me at the moment. Memories and bodily fluids.  When nothing else was dripping from me, I stepped right into the shower and continued to wake up under the warm spray. After my shower, I shook most of the water free of my body before walking back down the hall to the bedroom. There I got a towel and dried off before seeing the jocks I wore to bed on the nightstand. Next to it was the huge black cone with another note.  No need to backslide on the progress we made last night.  It said.  That was how the start of the next two days went. Whatever I wor

I yawned when I entered the house ahead of Uncle Ian but after Max. I looked towards the cable box in the living room as I passed its doorway. The dim light blue numbers told me that it was ten forty-three. No wonder I was tired.  "I'm going to bed," I told everyone as I made my way to our bedroom.  I guess we weren't going to do anything again tonight , I thought to myself.  I stripped down but stopped short of my underwear. Then I crawled in under the top sheet and nestled in. A few minutes later, I was out like a light, but I was kissed awake in what felt like a few minutes later.  "I was sleeping," I groaned. I groaned because I felt like I just went to sleep, and I wanted to sleep. I groaned because I was getting hard. I groaned because I was feeling two sets of lips on different parts of my body.  "And you looked irresistible," someone told me. I didn't want to think, so I didn't try to understand who that voice belonged to.  "Ca

"Put that winking eye away, or we will never leave the house, never mind this room," Uncle Ian told me as he slapped my ass. "Ah!" I shouted at the stinging I was now feeling on my left ass cheek. "Go on, get cleaned up," he said as he continued to get undress. A few minutes later, when I was drying off while standing on the bathroom mat, Uncle Ian walked in with his towel over his shoulder. He reached out and grabbed my face for a quick kiss on my lips before he hung up his towel and stepped into the shower. I left the bathroom with my towel over my wet hair to get dressed for dinner. I rummaged through the clothes I brought and finally settled on something that I thought would pass muster with both Mom and Dad. I almost got dressed without underwear when I changed my mind and pulled out two new briefs. Once I made my choice, I tossed the other back into my bag before ripping the chosen one out of its packaging. I left the wrapper on the bed as I pulled i

I woke up to an unexpected Wednesday morning. I was in bed alone for some reason. As I walked around the house, I realized from the notes and gifts that I was going to be on my own until it was time to go to my Aunt's.  When I went to the bathroom, there was a note, and the metal butt plug was sitting on it. It was from Uncle Ian. He wanted me to wear it until it was time for all of us to meet up with the rest of the family. He also wrote that he would be hard at work thinking of me, playing with it in the bathroom, in the living room, the bedroom, and out on the deck.  I smiled as I walked into the kitchen reading his fantasies. Then I saw two breakfast plates under those things to keep the flies away but didn't trap in the heat. One was scrambled eggs and breakfast sausages, with the second plate holding more waffles. In between both was another note. This one was from Max.  He said that he wasn't sure what I would want for breakfast, so he gave me choices. What I didn