Why don’t we invite Ashley and Aaron over for dinner tonight?”“That sounds like fun. I’m sure they would get along. Aaron pretty much gets alo...g with everyone.”“OK, it’s decided. When we get out, I’ll call Ashley and you call Aaron.”Jennifer seemed extremely satisfied with this plan as she flashed me a big smile and began massaging my cock through my swim trunks.“But first, I have some unfinished business with you, Uncle Jim.”With that, she ran her tongue across my lips. I opened my mouth to. "Asshole." Janet, griped."Been there, done that," he laughed, smacking her well used rear."Keep it up, buddy, see where it gets you," she growled in mock anger."Oh, I think if I could keep it up, I know exactly where it would get me." He stood. "Who else needs a beer?"I raised my free hand, while my other one fondled my new girlfriend's breast.She cuddled tighter, reaching down for my cock. "The old man's one-and-done, he won't be up for another round for a while. How are you feeling?" I think. I lay in my bag a moment longer, thinking about what I should do with my day. I decided it would be a day of fishing and reading. Normally I don't fish, but it's what I do while camping and it affords me plenty of time to read. Multitasking right? First I had to set up my tent—no sense in putting that off anymore.Wandering into the main camp I was greeted by one of my older brothers dumping some fried eggs into a tortilla and handing it to me. “There was sausage, but you slept too late and I. I'm not so smiley this time. I'm hard though.He gets me out of the car and takes me into my house. He has me on my knees and takes all the shackles off me. He gives me the jar. He leaves.I'm all about this jar. I open it. It still smells fresh. I stick my finger in and taste it. Oh god it's fucking great. I'm hard. My cock and balls are too sore to jack off. Oh god damn I got to play a little bit. Oh no it hurts.I'll leave it alone. I'm thirsty and hungry. I eat and drink. it's been about 40.