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Subject: The Sexcapades of Uncle Drew and Ian Chapter 3 The Sexcapades of Uncle Drew and Ian, Chapter 3: Drew builds his harem This story picks back up from the reverie of my interlude with Ian and Ryan. My sister still needed a sitter. I snapped out of my reverie and gladly accepting the babysitting gig. When I picked up Ian from his house, I’d been invited inside. Clearly his dad, Ryan, hadn’t said anything to his wife about our threesome escapade in her master bedroom walk in closet. They all seemed normal. I didn’t expect him to say anything. Who on earth would he? Once Ian and I were in the car on our way back, I finally had to ask, “Are your parents okay?” “They’re fine.” He replied nonchalantly. “So your Mom doesn’t know?” “No. Dad doesn’t want her to know anymore than we do.” “Have you and your dad talked about what happened?” “Not really. He asked me to do stuff once, but I said no. He let it go after that.” “Did you enjoy having a third person in the sexual mix?” “Not him.” Ian replied, “It was fun at the time, but he’s my dad. That’s just weird.” “That makes sense. What if it was someone more your age?” He studied my face in the lambent flame of sunset. “It’s okay if it’s not okay.” I assured him as the scenes of suburbia sailed past our car windows. “Who?” Ian asked, even less fazed than I thought he would be. “Him,” I pointed to Hayden as he walked down the street that entered my neighborhood. I slowed down just a bit so he could get a better view. They were both thin, on the border of scrawny boys. Ian about 12 years old and Hayden 13ish. Ian had a slightly darker complexion with a mop of jet black hair. He definitely took after the Italian side of the family, but with a healthy dose of his white guy dad. Of course, I too had recently gotten a healthy dose of Ian’s white guy dad. Hayden was the opposite. His buzz cut hair was so light it was almost white. If left in the sun for more than a few minutes, his Scandinavian body would sear like an ahi tuna. He was about six inches taller than Ian and six inches shorter than me. It dawned on me that I had no idea what Hayden’s parents looked like. He could have been adopted by a black family for all I knew. “Him who?” “That kid, would you have a three way with him and me?” “I guess,” Ian said, a bit flummoxed by the situation and unsure where I was going with the question, “Do you know him?” I pulled the car over to the curb by Hayden. He saw it was me and stopped. I rolled down the passenger side window leaving Ian and Hayden nose to nose. “Drew! I wasn’t expecting to see you out here.” Hayden said. “Hayden, this is Ian. Ian, this is Hayden.” I didn’t go into particulars because each knew why they were being introduced to each other. “Were you coming over tonight?” I asked. “Yeah. This is my overnight bag,” he said, indicating istanbul travesti the backpack slung over his shoulder. “Do you want a ride?” He laughed, “For the last 500 yards? Sure.” He got in the backseat and fastened the belt. “I wouldn’t want you to get too sweaty.” Ian remained quiet. “Let’s get to know each other first,” I said, “I know both of you but you two are total strangers to each other.” “What did you have in mind?” Hayden asked, “And how do you know him?” “Ian is my nephew. He and I have played around a few times.” “Hayden has helped me out with some yard work and we too have had a bit of fun together.” “Cool” Ian said. “I have an extra XBOX, what about you play two player War World while I play on the other. We can get to know each other by teaming up to blast others to bits?” “I don’t know,” Ian said, “I’ve never played that.” “What about Fortnite? I know you know how to play that. We’ve played before.” I said. I really wanted to get them both comfortable because I didn’t want either of them chickening out. I wanted to go the distance with both of them and for them to enjoy each other too. I pulled into the driveway and slid into the garage. “Pizza.” Hayden said. “What about it?” I asked. “Meat lovers.” “You want a meat lover’s pizza?” “Yep,” Hayden grinned pointing at his crotch, “You wanna piece of this, I wanna piece of that.” Ian choked but regained himself and concurred, “And a Coke. Full sugar, none of that diet stuff.” “Your mother would not approve.” He shot me a sideways glance. “Fair enough. That’s neither the first nor the last thing I fed you that she’d disapprove of.” “Like your dick?” Hayden joked. “For starters,” I said. Ian looked a little startled. “It’s fine,” Hayden said, “Drew is a super cool guy.” “I know.” Ian said, a hint of irritation seeping out, ” I saw him first.” “I think maybe we should get to the game.” I suggested. Ian went to the living room and powered on the XBOX. “Is he okay?” Hayden asked. “He’s probably feeling a little territorial about me.” “So, you two really have hooked up before?” “Several times.” “Any threeways?” “Yes. Another guy my age named Ryan.” “Damn dude, you’re the real deal.” I smiled, “I love what I do and who I do.” The sound of the Xbox powering up resounded through my high end, surround sound system. I plopped down on the carpet next to Ian. “Ian, are you okay? Hayden isn’t here to replace you to me. He’s here to entertain us both.” Ian rolled over on his side and looked up at Hayden, “Like a court jester?” I chuckled, “I guess, sure.” “Gee thanks,” Hayden replied, sitting down next to me, opposite Ian. “How do you know about court jesters?” I asked. “History class and movies.” “Am I the king?” I asked. “I am.” Ian replied, “I’m the boy king.” “Okay, your majesty,” I said, “What kadıköy travesti is your first official act?” Ian gave Hayden a long, appraising look. His eyes traveled up and down his slender body. Ian’s assessment complete, his eyes turned to me “My first official act is to have Drew order pizza.” I nodded, bowing, “I can do that. There is an app for that, your majesty.” Hayden swallowed, “What do you want from me?” “I want you to close the blinds.” Hayden nodded and complied. The blinds closed and pizza order submitted through the mobile app, both Hayden and I turned back to Ian. He looked at us both. I could see the wheels turning as a plan formulated in his dirty little mind. “Do you want to play Xbox?” Hayden asked, suddenly nervous. “Maybe later.” “I want you to kneel before me.” “What?” “Down on your knees.” Ian repeated. Hayden did as instructed. Ian walked over to him and looked down at the older boy. Ian unzipped his shorts and fished his dick out. Hayden was eye level with my twelve year old nephew’s rapidly engorging cock. “I’m not explaining the next piece.” Ian said, trying not to laugh. He jiggled his junk in Hayden’s face. Hayden leaned forward and started sucking Ian’s dick. I popped a woody instantly. It was pulling against the thin material of my tennis shorts. Hayden rocked back and forth for a while. I walked to the side for a better view of Ian’s dick glistening as it slid in and out of Hayden’s mouth. “Uncle Drew,” Ian said, “Thanks for my new toy.” “Hayden’s good at a lot of things. We’re just getting warmed up.” The doorbell rang. Ian stepped back and put his joy stick away. I answered. It was the pizza delivery guy. He was a young Hispanic guy, maybe early 20s, maybe even late teens. His name tag read, “Kevin.” He looked at me. He clearly noticed the tent in my shorts. He looked past me and I’m sure he saw Ian and Hayden in a similar state. “Everything good in there?” He asked. “Yes, I’m sure.” “Looks like you all are having fun.” “We are,” I said cheerily, “Goodnight, Kevin.” I shut the door. The royal decree was that we play Xbox while eating pizza. I guess at that age, pizza and video games outranks sex. While we were playing, the chat box was going. A notification popped up that someone wanted a private chat. Hayden clicked yes. “Hi. You don’t know me but I’m Kevin.” We typed back, “Hi Kevin.” “Can I join your party?” The three of us exchanged glances and decided to go for it. The sugar and caffeine from the Coke was kicking in. “I guess he can join us on here.” I said. “Great!” Ian said and replied as much on the chat. Kevin joined our team. His first IM was, “By ‘party’ I had something else in mind.” “What’s that?” Ian typed back before I could stop him. Seconds later, Kevin sent a picture. It was a full length, head-to-toe picture of bakırköy travesti him completely and thoroughly naked. He was just as pretty downstairs as up. He had nice, full looking balls with a nice thick cock laying over the top. “Whoa!” We all said in unison. “That’s the pizza delivery guy?” Ian asked incredulously, the smiled, “He looks different somehow.” “Yeah. His name tag said ‘Kevin’ which I thought was an odd name for someone who looks like that.” “That’s racist.” Ian said. “No. Well maybe. A little. But riddle me this your highness, if I said ‘do you want to meet my friend Kevin,’ would you picture someone like that?” “No.” Ian said. “Because…” I prompted. “I doubt you have any friends who look like that.” Hayden did a spit take. They did a high five. They’d gotten one over on the old man. “Uncle Drew, if Ian gets a new toy, I want one too.” Hayden teased. “You are a toy, you don’t get to have a toy,” I quipped back, “But seriously, guys, I have to step back and be the grownup for a second. Doesn’t this seem weird? How does he know who I am?” “Let’s ask him,” Ian suggested. That seemed reasonable, so I nodded my assent. His response was that we were part of the same online gaming group, the Phoenix Raisers. He recognized me from my profile picture. “I can’t trust this guy.” I said, shaking my head, “I’m sorry guys.” “I think we can,” Hayden said. “How do you figure that?” I asked. “He’s not going to get us in trouble because he trusts us not to do the same. He sent us a full length picture including his face. He told us his name was Kevin, which matched his work name tag, plus he knows we know where he works.” That all made enough sense to convince my smaller head that he wasn’t going to show up with the cavalry. “Okay, fine. Invite him over.” “I guess Hayden gets a new toy after all.” I said, much to Hayden’s delight. Ian gave him my address and then tossed the controller aside. We saw Kevin’s active green light turn yellow, meaning he was away. He was on his way over. We all took collective deep breaths. “Ian,” I said, “I think it was the tent in my shorts that tipped him off. What’d’ya say you get that going again?” He smiled and knelt in front of me on the couch. He pulled the leg of my shorts to the side, revealing my cock and balls. I kept my balls shaved completely. Hayden watched as Ian greedily sucked my dick. I could see him rubbing his own. I scooted to the edge of the sofa so that Hayden’s longer legs could straddle Ian’s shoulders. “Take you shorts off,” I said. Hayden complied and kicked his shorts and underwear to the side. He sidled up behind Ian’s kneeling frame so that his dick stuck out over Ian’s head. I leaned forward and went down on that skinny kid. I felt his member become even harder in my mouth. I could feel the warm wetness of Ian’s mouth and the heat radiating up from him as I tasted the boyish goodness of Hayden’s forbidden fruit. The Xbox was totally forgotten when the doorbell rang. ——————– Enjoy and don’t forget to donate to keep Nifty free for us all! Your imaginative friend, Drew

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