Back Seat Boys, Part 2

Pederos

Brad, the oldest of Jake's three gay nephews, gets first dibs on his handsome uncle's huge prick! Ah, the benefits of being the "alpha" brother!

The four of us were now comfortable and ready for action, with Brad, the 11 year-old darkly-tanned blonde and I in the back. Bret and Brandon, the middle and youngest respectively, sat in the front passenger side, with Brandon on Bret's lap. Before Brad even touched me, Bret was already lightly tugging on Brandon's little wiener and planting tender smooches on his neck. They looked behind them to see if their "alpha" brother and I had started in on each other.

"Hee hee heeeee!" Brandon loudly giggled as he felt Bret's hands working his tiny scrotum. "That tickles!" The runt of the trio sucked in breaths, hissing with each tug of his shaft. Bret loves Brandon, and fucks the cute 8 year-old faggot at least once a day!

"Oh, fuuuck, yeaaah! Oh my gawd!" Bret cried out in rapt pleasure. His little brother had somehow reached under himself and finessed his erection into his own ass, and was now bouncing! "Fuuuck, yer ass feels so good! Aww, fuck my ass, Brandy!!!" I wasn't surprised Bret called him such a feminine name, as Brandon does look a lot like a little girl!

"Brandy" gladly complied, speeding up the bouncing. He started huffing and puffing, uttering, "Uh uh uh!" and "Yeah yeah yeah!" as his frenzied bounces made loud slapping sounds as his gorgeous buttcheeks pounded Bret's thighs!

As Brad unbuckled my belt and unzipped my fly, I got super-hard. Watching the obscene pairing as they worked up an impressive sweat, moaning and groaning, squeaking and yelping, fucking like crazed rabbits, while feeling Brad's hand make contact with my indie-covered hard-on, almost made me explode! Brad giggled a little himself when he saw me jump at the sensation of being fondled over spandex briefs, an electric feeling!!

"Oh my God! Ahhh, yeeah!" I groaned. I thought, 'Holy shit! No wonder so many guys at NAMBLA want to fuck him silly!' He loves NAMBLA meetings, especially when my gay buddy Ray attends. He enjoys sitting on Ray's woody, just sitting on it without moving. Invariably, Ray looses his load, but muffles his orgasmic cries as much as he can do he doesn't disrupt the meetings or guest speakers! Ray likes to come over and give Brad a savage ass-ramming when he comes to visit! Savage is just the way Brad likes it!

As Brad ran his fingers along my pulsating, throbbing shaft, Brandon was now facing Bret, having pivoted himself while still joined with him! The 8 year-old fuck addict and his 10 year-old lover were now making love like they meant it! They gave each other frantic, sloppy wet kisses, tongue jabbing at tongue, lips smacking and sealing together in an energetic dance of lustful passion. Their unity was like a poem written in a lexicon of sighs and moans, chuckles and giggles. Bret held his brother tightly, as it never, ever wanting to release him from their passionate bond.

I was so transfixed by this display of unfettered lust, I almost didn't notice when Brad poured lube into his right palm and began slowly massaging my purple-veined shaft from scrotum to head, taking extra care to absolutely torture me until I couldn't fucking see straight!!

"OH FUUUUCK YES!!!" I shouted, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I gasped a sharp intake of air as I tried to keep from spraying into his green eyes. His mouth was mere inches from the engorged head, and I noticed from the label on the bottle that it was EDIBLE lube!!! I could only ascertain from that discovery that I was about to get some quality head from this delicious lad!!

Meanwhile, the noisy grunts and squeals grew louder and louder from up front, and I could tell they were nearing that glorious plateau that comes with fabulous sex!

"Eeeeeeee," cried Brandon like a girl. Bret, sweating like a hog, finally gave the runt one last mighty thrust of his washboard torso, and BOOM!!!

"AAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!" Bret screamed bloody murder.

Brandon emitted one even louder. "EEEEEEYAAAAAH!!!!!" He then slumped over and came to rest on Bret's shoulder, completely out of breath, totally spent, and utterly satisfied! It was one of those moments that should've been caught on video and uploaded onto PedoTube!!! It was the highest quality amateur kiddie porn you could ever capture on a cell phone or camcorder!!

As they rested from their fiery tryst, I felt warm, wet lips and tongue engulf three-quarters of my babymaker!! Fuck, it was ELECTRIFYING! Even after the dozens of blowjobs I've gotten from this ravenous man-lover, there was something extra naughty, extra hot about him sucking cherry-flavored edible lube off my cock that gave it that extra erotic feel! The sliminess of the lube, plus the fact he was both stroking AND sucking---something he had never done to me before---produced sensations I had never felt in my life, something otherwordly.

Brad's sweet but mischievous eyes looked up at mine, and his cheeks hollowed in his quest to suck every last sperm out of me! The suction felt exactly like the suction of the hand-held vacuum cleaner I used to smuggle into my room at night, which I used to treat effect when mom and dad weren't home! My older brother, Mark, knew I enjoyed using it to pleasure myself, and he would always let me use it! Now, his oldest son was giving that old vac a run for its money!!! Actually, Brad was MUCH better!

In the midst of the incredible fellating I was receiving, the lovers up front awakened from their brief slumber to watch the back seat action going on. "Make Unca' Jakey cum, Brad!!! Go, go, go!!!" Brandon cheered him on. Bret chanted, "Suck it! Suck it! Suck it!" Both boys whacked off furiously, apparently not completely void of energy from their own session. They NEVER get tired of getting off! I wished I had their ability to recover that fast!!

Brad's assault continued at full-tilt boogie as his suck-and-stroke campaign intensified. He stroked faster and sucked harder, occasionally gagging when he took in too much of my steely fuckstick down his hungry throat! I reached out and fondled his smooth buttocks, squeezed them gently, and playfully slapped them, causing my expert peter-puffer to cry out, which in turn sent his brothers into another outrageous laughing fit!

"SLAP THAT ASS!!! Hahahahaha!!!" The pair shouted in perfect unison. Slap it I did, until it was slightly red. Brad yelped, they kept laughing, kissing, and wildly masturbating! Those little shits even got in a couple of ass slaps of their own before mercifully relenting. It was just their way of playfully getting back at the "alpha" brother for insisting he get first dibs on Uncle Jake's dick!

That space between my nutsack and my asshole felt like a needle had just been jabbed into it, and that's when I knew my time was up. It was when he freed my stiffy from his vacuum-like mouth and inhaled my testicles that I finally could take no more of this sweet torment, and quickly rammed my organ right back between his lips....BAM!!!!!!!

Spurt, spurt, spurt, spurt, spurt.

Like a July 4th fireworks display, my seminal vesicles just kept explosively pumping string after string of salty-sweet as men down Brad's cock-loving craw, which he gulped down with gusto!!! He gagged and nearly choked on some of it, but managed to swallow every last teaspoon! A small amount even came out his nose! It was adorable watching him scoop it up onto his skilled tongue and suck it down the hatch!! He never looked so gorgeous!

His brothers clapped and cheered some more. "Yeah, Brad!!!! Good fuckin' job, bro!!!"

"Well done, my handsome blowjob expert!" I complimented his beaming self. He smiled so proudly, and said, "Thanks, Uncle Jake! Love you!"

"Love you, too, kid!" I answered, following up with a breath-stealing French kiss that nearly made him pass out. We embraced tenderly, feeling up each others' asses. Mine was kind of sweaty, but he didn't mind. Brandon even leaned over and gave both cheeks a kiss, while Bret settled for a pinch!

At that point, I just decided to leave my shoes on, but took off my shirt. Now buck-ass nude, for the most part anyway, I asked, "Okay....who's next??!!!"

Lovers became competitors as both hands shot into the air. It was time for the old tried-and-true democratic process called "Eenie-meenie".

When I got to, "And you are not it," my finger landed on Bret. Brandon never felt more ecstatic!

"It's my turn! It's my turn! I get Unka Jakey!!!!" Brad and the runt switched places, much to Bret's chagrin. But, I bet Bret was grinning within himself and thinking, 'He gets to save the best for last!!!'

But, I needed an ass to pound, and cute-as-a-button Brandon had just the tight hole to do it!