Twin Japanese Nieces Pt3 - Sex Stories

Twin Japanese Nieces Pt3

... left the house I purposefully went in the wrong direction, just in case. Once in the trees I made a big circle until I approached the site from the downstream direction of the creek. I’ll tell you this, I was impressed. Where there had been nothing before, now there was a ramshackle of parts and materials sandwiched between the rock and the huge oak tree making a small fortress of about 7 feet around and maybe 6 feet high. It wasn’t the greatest of construction jobs, but it looked solid. The wall most visible to me appeared to be made out of a wooden pallet with various materials added to fill in the gaps between the slats. Several 2x4s stuck out in erratic directions from the top of the pallet to support the roof which appeared to be a sheet of plywood covered by a dark brown tarp. The rest of the structure was not very visible because the whole ordeal was built inside the patch of scrub brush under the oak with the rock as its lower wall, making it all but invisible. As I approached the fort I could hear Eric and Mark talking and paper rustling. I could not tell what was going on because I couldn’t see them, but I did pick up little pieces of their conversation as I got closer. I heard things like, ‘ooh look at that,’ and ‘I like this one.’ At about 10 feet away I spoke up. “Hey Mark, are you in there?” Instantly I heard a scramble ensue from inside with things said like, ‘hurry up,’ and ‘hide it over there.’ I stopped in the little clearing a few feet from the entrance ...

... and waited. A few seconds later both Mark and Eric emerged from behind the makeshift door closing the entrance. “What’s up guys,” I said as the pair came out into the open. “Nothing much,” they both replied as they stuck their hands into their pockets in an effort to conceal the boners they were both sporting. “Looks pretty good,” I said as I walked up to the edge of the structure and gave it a little shake. It barely moved at my prodding. “Nice and solid.” “Yea,” Eric responded as he stepped between me and the door. “We nailed it to the oak tree and stuck the end of a 2x4 into the big crack at the back of the rock so it’s not going anywhere.” He was right, it was definitely solid, but they were not interested in me going inside under any circumstances so I didn’t ask. Both of them were dirty and a little sweaty but none the worse for wear. “Mark, it’s time to head home and get cleaned up,” I said while turning around to start back the way I had come. “Your mom is making you dinner.” “Can’t I stay just a little longer?” he asked with a little bit of a whine to his voice. “Five more minutes,” I said as I started off back through the woods. “Why are you going that way dad?” he asked while pointing in the opposite direction, “the house is over there.” “You guys made a secret fort, right?” I said while stopping and looking over my shoulder. “Yea,” they both replied. “I’m just trying to help out by keeping it a secret,” I said before resuming my walk through the scrub. “Thanks dad,” ...