Between my uncle and cousin (II)
The next morning we woke up smiling and jokingly my cousin smoothed my butt and said that today we would do all that again and more.
Sneaking up on me, he looked at me intently and warned me about the hickey mark I'd left on my neck, apologized and told me to avoid being noticed by my uncles.
Although the attempt to hide the mark was noticed by Uncle Carlos, who with a malicious smile on his lips asked me if I had hit his neck on the door of the closet. With the confirmation of Flavio and my affirmation, Uncle Carlos asked me to be more careful with future "beats" and to avoid showing it to Aunt Ana. He told us to wear jeans, T-shirt and sunga because the three of us would spend the day in a nearby waterfall.
While we were in our room dressing as he directed, my uncle and Aunt Anne would prepare a basket for the meals the men of the house would prepare at the waterfall.
We drove the truck 20 miles to that waterfall, and I was still sitting between my uncle and cousin, and every now and then I could feel Flavio's hand trying to smooth out my reins by shoving his left hand down my trouser belt.
I think the movements were noticed by my uncle who asked Flavio to be quiet. Still he tried disguised to put his hand under my butt, smoothing it whenever possible. I don't know if by my impression, I noticed a discreet smile of my uncle to me that annoyed me away from Flavio preventing his approach.
Arriving at the place where we were going to spend our day, we took off our trousers and shirts leaving Flavio and I alone in sungas and Uncle Carlos with one of those big and wide bathing pants. We plunged into the natural pool that formed near the waterfall and we could play at will because only three of us were there.
Flavio gave me some broths and walked on my back always passing his stick on my butt causing a reaction in both me and him. Sometimes he smoothed his penis discreetly and unnoticed by my uncle.
After spending some time in the water, Uncle Carlos sat down on some stones that formed the edge of the pool and requested that Flavio and I stay close to him; he lay down on the stones leaving only his right leg in the water where Flavio and I were. Then my uncle would doze off, leaving us free for our dirty games. Flavio would smooth my ass, demand that I hold his cock, that he dive and squat and holding my head in the water, move against it as if he were eating it. I would escape from this trap to be able to breathe, confirm that my uncle was sleeping and let Flavio put his slimy member back in my mouth, making fun of him right away.
I also went to lie down on the stones and happened to take a position at the feet of Titius. Then it was the turn of Flavius to lie down, taking a position at the height of his father's head. As I looked at Flavius I came across my uncle's large and heavy pinto and sack showing it between his legs. Hypnotized I fixed my gaze towards the pieces of objects of my curiosity and could no longer look away. I imagined myself next to that hairy and wide-mouthed member flagged by his owner who uselessly insisted on putting them inside the shoe. This attempted operation scene several times, made his cacophony increase in size leaving me stunned with the scene. He did not deflect my nipple and look at the position almost trying to hide his erection, hardened me and made my body even more precious. I saw that a malicious finger disappeared there instantly from his head, and I could no longer turn my gaze away from it. His hands were stretched out gently, and I realized that I wanted to swallow it, as soon as I had swallowed the most desirable object, and I was able to express myself with a smile.
Gesturing he asked me to plunge into the pool and positioned me close and between his legs also immersed, thus allowing him to better visualize. At this moment Flavio woke up, also plunged into the pool, forcing as a tactic to hide his excitement the tit dive. We came out of the pool of hot water only when we felt hungry.
We stayed for a few more hours playing, swimming and talking trivia, until it was time for us to return.
Flavio and I arrived exhausted at our house, took a good bath and guided by Uncle Carlos we went straight to sleep, making his son give his mother a kiss and not allowing me to get close to her by discreetly reminding me that the stain on my neck should not be seen.
Uncle Carlos told us aloud so that Aunt Ana would know that tomorrow and the day after we would spend the day at the waterfall again.
I learned afterwards that in three days the hickey mark would be gone and Aunt Ana would never know.
Sneaking up on me, he looked at me intently and warned me about the hickey mark I'd left on my neck, apologized and told me to avoid being noticed by my uncles.
Although the attempt to hide the mark was noticed by Uncle Carlos, who with a malicious smile on his lips asked me if I had hit his neck on the door of the closet. With the confirmation of Flavio and my affirmation, Uncle Carlos asked me to be more careful with future "beats" and to avoid showing it to Aunt Ana. He told us to wear jeans, T-shirt and sunga because the three of us would spend the day in a nearby waterfall.
While we were in our room dressing as he directed, my uncle and Aunt Anne would prepare a basket for the meals the men of the house would prepare at the waterfall.
We drove the truck 20 miles to that waterfall, and I was still sitting between my uncle and cousin, and every now and then I could feel Flavio's hand trying to smooth out my reins by shoving his left hand down my trouser belt.
I think the movements were noticed by my uncle who asked Flavio to be quiet. Still he tried disguised to put his hand under my butt, smoothing it whenever possible. I don't know if by my impression, I noticed a discreet smile of my uncle to me that annoyed me away from Flavio preventing his approach.
Arriving at the place where we were going to spend our day, we took off our trousers and shirts leaving Flavio and I alone in sungas and Uncle Carlos with one of those big and wide bathing pants. We plunged into the natural pool that formed near the waterfall and we could play at will because only three of us were there.
Flavio gave me some broths and walked on my back always passing his stick on my butt causing a reaction in both me and him. Sometimes he smoothed his penis discreetly and unnoticed by my uncle.
After spending some time in the water, Uncle Carlos sat down on some stones that formed the edge of the pool and requested that Flavio and I stay close to him; he lay down on the stones leaving only his right leg in the water where Flavio and I were. Then my uncle would doze off, leaving us free for our dirty games. Flavio would smooth my ass, demand that I hold his cock, that he dive and squat and holding my head in the water, move against it as if he were eating it. I would escape from this trap to be able to breathe, confirm that my uncle was sleeping and let Flavio put his slimy member back in my mouth, making fun of him right away.
I also went to lie down on the stones and happened to take a position at the feet of Titius. Then it was the turn of Flavius to lie down, taking a position at the height of his father's head. As I looked at Flavius I came across my uncle's large and heavy pinto and sack showing it between his legs. Hypnotized I fixed my gaze towards the pieces of objects of my curiosity and could no longer look away. I imagined myself next to that hairy and wide-mouthed member flagged by his owner who uselessly insisted on putting them inside the shoe. This attempted operation scene several times, made his cacophony increase in size leaving me stunned with the scene. He did not deflect my nipple and look at the position almost trying to hide his erection, hardened me and made my body even more precious. I saw that a malicious finger disappeared there instantly from his head, and I could no longer turn my gaze away from it. His hands were stretched out gently, and I realized that I wanted to swallow it, as soon as I had swallowed the most desirable object, and I was able to express myself with a smile.
Gesturing he asked me to plunge into the pool and positioned me close and between his legs also immersed, thus allowing him to better visualize. At this moment Flavio woke up, also plunged into the pool, forcing as a tactic to hide his excitement the tit dive. We came out of the pool of hot water only when we felt hungry.
We stayed for a few more hours playing, swimming and talking trivia, until it was time for us to return.
Flavio and I arrived exhausted at our house, took a good bath and guided by Uncle Carlos we went straight to sleep, making his son give his mother a kiss and not allowing me to get close to her by discreetly reminding me that the stain on my neck should not be seen.
Uncle Carlos told us aloud so that Aunt Ana would know that tomorrow and the day after we would spend the day at the waterfall again.
I learned afterwards that in three days the hickey mark would be gone and Aunt Ana would never know.
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