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Those waffles were awesome. Uncle Ian and I were quiet as we polished off the first of the large waffles on our plates.  While Uncle Ian and I cleaned up in the shower, Ian said that he would get breakfast started for us, then switch out for the shower. I barely got to kiss him for all his effort before I was lifted off my feet and taken into the bathroom by Uncle Ian.  Amazingly we didn't fool around as much as I expected while we bathed together. We did kiss. There was no way we weren't going to do that. Uncle cleaned my ass out for a long time as we jerked each other off and cleaned the other's cock at the same time. We left the bathroom half dry and were wrapped in towels as we made our way towards the kitchen.  I smelled aromas that reminded me of how hungry I was as we got closer. As we exited the hallway, Max stood up with a baking sheet in his hand and closed the oven door. On said baking sheet were six big waffles. He proceeded to divide them up between three pla...

"Ok," Max said as he spoke up. "I think we have worked up a good appetite for breakfast," he told us. I smiled into his chest.  "Do we get pancakes?" Uncle Ian asked him.  "I made waffles," Max answered. I looked at up him as I slightly doubted his answer or was impressed that he already got up, made waffles then came back to bed.  "What time is it?" I asked as I tried to keep him in the hero category for a while longer.  "I don't think it's ten yet," Uncle Ian said from behind me.  "I gave up waiting for you to wake up sometime after nine," he confessed. I then felt the weight of his head as Uncle placed his chin on my shoulder to look up at Max. "When did you make waffles?" he asked. I looked at Max too, since I was also interested in the answer. "I made them two days ago. From scratch, with apple butter. And if you feel like it, there is also a cinnamon syrup that I made since it came with t...

Despite what Uncle Ian had said, he, nor Max, got to fill me with their cocks that first night. They fucked my hands until they came as they kissed me in turn. My ass was pulled apart, spread open, licked, and rimmed constantly.  When one more squeak couldn't be forced out of me, we finally stopped. Max got up and was back with a large warm mug of honey-sweetened tea that I slowly sipped as Uncle Ian fell asleep holding me.  Once my cup was empty, Max eased me into another kissing session and position.   "I missed you," he said quietly when he pulled back and looked into my eyes.  "I thought that you would have missed me enough to have fucked me when I first got here," I told him in return. I rubbed my palm over his chest before I inched closer.  "You've been gone for months," Max told me. "We missed you, but we aren't going to hurt you. Besides," he paused to look over my face. "It's your first day. We needed to loosen you u...

"I'm coming now," I told Uncle Ian before he had a chance to leave the room. He turned to look at me as I bent over and grabbed the underwear that I dropped on the floor. I then pulled them back on and adjusted myself before lifting my head to look at him.  "What are those?" he asked before he walked back over to me, looking at my crotch the entire time. I blushed a little as I remembered the name. Uncle Ian turned me around and made a sound when he saw another feature of the underwear.  "How did you get these?" he asked me as I felt his hand sliding over the material and my ass before slipping into the opening. I soon felt his fingers running up and down my crack.  "Online," I said as if it was a given answer, and it kinda was. There was no way I was walking into a store to buy these things. Yes, I got more than one. They were on sale.  "You still haven't answered me, Boy," Uncle Ian told me. The tone of his voice informed me ...