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 Hey. :) I honestly thought that it would have taken me a while to find a pic that I liked enough to use, never mind make the covers. But I have them done already. I think it helped that already did a search for what I wanted weeks ago when I made a banner for the stories over at tumblr.  So when my sister was keeping me awake last night I was able to find a few pics that held promise. I then made them tonight.  Let me what you think. If you have valid points on the design, I'll consider making the change.  This is the second time I've changed how I describe the story. The first time was a washed down version of the small blip of words that were attached to the pic I found on Tumblr. Then I rewrote it when I started to post to Hentai Foundry (HF).  Considering how I ended the story, that descript was no longer really valid so I needed something new. So I think this will do now.  I haven't said anything here, but if you have been following me, from before th...

"Do you still have it in?" Uncle Ian asked as I laid down facing him. "What?" I asked as he engulfed me in his arms. "The butt plug," he clarified. "Did you take it out?" he asked this time. "No, I haven't taken it out," I told him with my eyes closed as I tried to get comfy again. Max realized that I was back and pulled himself closer to my body and crossed his arms with Uncle's. "Good," he told me before kissing my forehead. "We might be able to get one more in before you have to go home," Uncle continued as I tried to fall back asleep. He may have said something else after that, but I didn't hear him. The next time I heard his voice, Uncle Ian was waking me up for a late breakfast. As I was looking around for my boxers, Uncle told me not to bother since I was going to have to take a shower soon, but I still snagged a shirt all the same on my way out the door. I followed him out of the room and down the...

"Oh!"  "Fuck!"  "Ahhh!" These were words that we all used, matched up, interchanged, and added on to as we fucked each other. My body was pushed between Uncle Ian's and Max's, shifting how their cocks filled me and what we felt.  "MY GOD!" I shouted as one of them grew, stuffing my hole even more. I came without seeing, and somewhere in my fuzzy mind, I knew Max was holding me to his body as he tried, or Uncle Ian tried to continue fucking me. I felt the wet heat when someone came. My balls were still going, and my ass warmed with the feeling.  "Fuck!" someone grunted hard before more cum was shot into my hole. I heard the sticky sound, as much as I felt it, when they continued to hump me and the cum they put there. They slowly rocked into me while keeping their cocks lodged deep in my ass. Max pushed me forward to lay down in my mess and over Uncle Ian's chest. He kissed me slowly, and I soon felt Max's lips as he kisse...

"How are you doing?" Max asked me before Uncle came back. I thought for a moment before giving him an answer.  "Ok," I answered. "You are a little heavy," I then said as I felt his weight around me. "But not in a bad way," I added on when I realized he could have taken it the wrong way.  "Hahaha. It's ok," Max assured me. "Let's see what will happen if I let go of you," he said. While Max was resting, his grip had loosened, and some of my cum had streamed out of me. Now that I was free, there wasn't much left, but I sunk into the feeling of being let loose all the same. I shook a little as my balls fully emptied themselves. "How does that feel?" he asked when there was none left. Or so I thought until he massaged the last drops out of my shaft. But Max did it slowly so he wouldn't get a rise out of me in the process, and he succeeded.  "I'm so tired," I breathed into the room as I closed...

"Oh, you sweet ass boy," Max groaned as he fucked the last of his cum into me slowly and deliberately while his arms pulled me closer to his body. Our skin was sticky with sweat, and we were stuck oddly together when I felt Max's heart beating against my back.   I was leaning over the back of the couch while Max draped his body over mine as we calmed down and collected our breaths. His cock stayed in my ass until it had deflated enough to fall free on its own. When Max finally let me go and moved to get off the couch, I remembered Uncle Ian and turned to see what he was doing, but he was gone.  When did he leave?  I turned around as I tried to see if he had moved to another chair when I heard his voice. "Don't you dare move," he commanded me. I moved back to my prone position, which was hanging over the couch when I think I heard him enter the room.  He walked behind the sofa so I could see him in all his naked glory and the smaller, metal butt plug in his h...