Date: Mon, 14 Mar 2022 04:57:28 +0100 (CET)
From: bigbryanbrown@tutanota.com
Subject: Place of Refuge

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know. Wild idea how it plays out. I tried to make it sound real I can't
imagine it being real. But who knows.

Place of Refuge

My name is Willy Smirk.

I was now much older. I had always had feelings of sex with both boys and
girls growing up. I messed around with both a lot. Got married at 18 same
age as my wife. We'd been having sex for two years always with a
condom.

When I was 51 my world and way of thinking changed. I wasn't expecting
it. My wife of 33 years marriage died. I was devastated. My three sons
and two daughters where out of the house living their own lives.

I was now alone in the 6 bedroom house with a den. I was 16 the last time
I had sex with anyone but my wife. We had been super careful when we
started dating at 16. I always used a glove on my little Willy to avoid
babies before I was married. When we ran off to get married at 18; I was
so excited to have sex with no glove.

Of course my wife got pregnant. We were both so futile that we still have
to be careful between kids. So at 28 she got her tubes tied. We both went
to town even more. I had to breakdown and tell my son where babies came
from at age 10. I didn't want to but he had some very wrong ideas.

He and all the kids found it fun to learn about sex. We both talked
openly about it. We weren't gross about it. Now I am back to being 51 and
alone. I talked on the phone all the time to my kids and grandkids. But
it wasn't the same. I now worked on line as a expert in my field. I made
a good living, Plus thanks to what my wife's insurance paid me. I would
have given all of it; to have her back. About three months after she
died. I decided to put that stupid idea behind me. I knew I had to move
on. She wasn't coming back and I guess it was OK. Even 6 months later the
kids where wanting me to move in with them or have them live with me. I
told them they could visit that was it.

I still when about my life when shopping once a week for supplies. I was
still buying for two and all.  I notice a boy and a girl standing on a
street corner begging. It was always just the two of them. Girl I later
learned was 15 and the boy was 14.

I had seen them for a month straight as I went to buy food and supplies
for the house. I had ventured out a few other times during the month and
they were always there.

It started to bother me. Two teens begging. I walked up to them.
           "What going on with you two. Don't you have enough to live.
Who's watching you?"
           "We're fine mister. We just need some extra money at times,"
said Sharon.
           "Why are you lying. He's a nice man I know he must care. He's
never talked to us or given us anything, Maybe he really cares," said
Sean.
            "Shut up. You don't know him. He could be some rapist or a
guy who kills teens." said Sharon.
I looked at them both. I started to tear up.
          "Look I got 5 kids and a ton of grandkids. Some of the
grandkids are your ages. It would make me cry to know they had to beg
just to survive. I got a big house. Enough money to provide for you. I
don't know your story, really." I told them.
           "Look he's a nice guy. Mom is dead and dad's not coming back,"
said Sean. "He's dead no doubt."
           "Shut up. Don't tell strangers about our life. He could be a
cop or with CPS," said Sharon. "We don't want to end up somewhere else.
We'd never see each other again."

I looked at them both. I looked at the boy. I pulled out my cell phone.
           "Look, boy,"
           "I'm Sean, this is Sharon," said Sean.
           "Sean take my phone. If you think I lying call the cops. I
just want to help. It breaks my heart you're out here."

Sean took the phone. I didn't keep my phone locked. He looked at it. He
smiled. Then he put it in his pocket.
            "Led us to your car," said Sean.

His sister Sharon was stunned but she followed us. We got in the car and
made it to my house. I went inside and they followed reluctantly.

I went into a small speech.
            "OK there's a bathroom down the hall and upstairs. There are
6 bedrooms My room has a large king-size bed it. I sleep naked. I have my
own bathroom So I won't be surprising you naked at anytime. There are
boys and girls rooms. Some of them still have clothes that should fit you
both. The only rule I have is bedtimes at 11pm. I can fix you food at
meal times. If you're hungry at any time just ask or help yourselves. Me
casa is your casa. If you break something let me know. It can be repaired
or replaced."

They stood there stunned. Sean ran off and found boys rooms. He came back
with some of the clothes from one of the rooms. I told him to put his
clothes in the hamper near the laundry room. Sharon then went and found
clothes in one of the girls rooms.

I went to the kitchen to fix a drink. I didn't normally drink booze
during the day. But it had been how I dealt with my wife passing. I still
didn't know what these two kids would bring to my life either.

I was siting on the couch watching the news. It had all become Opinion
news; not real news. They never just told a story. Sean sat next to me.
He was now dressed in PJ. He was smiling.
           "Can I watch what I want." He asked?
           "Maybe you'll find something you'll like," I chuckling said.

He laughed at my comment too. I gave him the controller and he was soon
channel surfing. Then he stopped on Sponge Bob.
          "I heard someone say, that this guy here was goanna run the
world one day," said Sean.
          "Sponge Bob? More likely you will Sean than Sponge Bob," I
said.

We both chuckled. It was soon time for dinner. I decided to order 3 large
pizza with two types of wings and some bread sticks from Domino Pizza.
Everyone was happy. I told them to clean up. I was soon in my room and
stripped off my clothes as soon sound a sleep.

I was awaken by some action on my meat. I thought it was my wife. Then my
brain told me she was dead. I sat straight up and there was Sean sucking
on my meat naked.
          "He's all ready sis. Do your magic," said Sean.

Sharon slipped my penis into her snatch. I was gone and being ridden.
Sean came over and had his hand on my ball. He also had a hand twisting
one of my nipples as Sharon brought me to the best orgasm I'd had in
years.

She rolled off and laid next to me. Sean just smiled.
           "I know after that. We can NOW, stay," Said Sharon. "We can
black mail him."

I was so stunned still.
             "I told you both you could stay as long as you wanted. The
sex was great. Sean you got an incredible mouth. Sharon that's the best
orgasms' I've had in years. But that doesn't change things. You're both
still welcome to stay," I said.

Now it was their turn to look stunned.
             "I don't understand," said Sharon.
             "Yeah what gives. Why did you ask us to come to your house.
Did you mean what you said," ask Sean?

I looked at them both as I grabbled a pair of shorts. I put them on. Then
I looked at the clock. It was 6 AM.  I left the room and went to bathroom
downstairs and them got coffee. I drank as I sat on a barstool that went
around my counter. They were both still naked.
           "Maybe he likes boys more than girls," said Sharon.
           "Yeah him meat was all ready for you; it was my mouth that got
him ready. Maybe I should have rode him instead of you," said Sean

I looked at Sean and Sharon. I could see they didn't believe me still.
Sean came over to me. Sharon went to get dressed.
              "Are you for real. You don't want anything from us," asked
Sean.

He was almost in tears. I just smiled at him.
             "Every man who's giving me anything wanted sex for it. They
wanted to plow this ass. Then some of them loved to hear me scream in
pain. How can you be so different. I learned to control people with sex.
So did Sharon," Said Sean.

I looked at him "How has that worked out for you. When were you first
used sexually? Where your needs ever put into the mix? Did you fee like
just a thing to be used? Was their ever some that loved you"?

Now Sean was crying. He then went into a bawl and then he was hysterical.
I reached for him. He ran up stair to one of the boys rooms.

Sharon returned first. She had clearly taken a shower. She look like she
had been weeping. Her eyes were red.   She was looking down.
           "Any more coffee for a young foolish girl," she asked?
           "Sure, I made a whole pot of it. If Sean wants some he can
have it too," I said.

I got up and got her a cup. She told me how she wanted it fixed[ cream,
and sweeten.  I handed to her. She took it and started to talk.
          "I heard some of Sean ranting as I got dressed and came down,"
Sharon said. "Its true what he said. Every man who's giver either of us
anything had a condition of sex in some way. Since we were 9 and 10. Even
before that. We were excepted to service others. Even our mother used us.
She got a good price if we "fuck each other," as she promised. Thank
goodness Sean hadn't staring to shoot sperm yet. I would have gotten
pregnant. I had just started my period a few months before."
           "What about you parents. Where were they during all this," I
asked?
            "They were our pimp so to speak. They made so much money and
spent it all on drugs. Made the dealers lots of money. We got raped on a
regular bases. But Mom and Dad got their drugs. I hate drugs," she said.
"It turned out parents into monsters. They used us just to get the drugs.
My mom put me on birth control pills so I would have a period. Until this
month I been on them. I may have one now. It's been a month."

I heard Sean voice.
            "It's all true and worse. I though you were like them. But
you do care. How come," Asked Sean?

             "I was married for 33 years. I have 5 kids and a lot of
grandkids. I know what love is. I had good parents and grandparents.
Granted they've all died. But I had all the love I needed.  I know what
making love is when it comes to sex. I lost my wife 6 months ago. But I
still know what love is," I announced.
             "So you didn't like the sex we did," asked Sean
              "Of course I did. I got hard when you sucked me. When your
sister rode my rod. I shot one of the best orgasm in years. But sex is
not a function like peeing or eating. It was suppose to be an extension
of loving some one. You two are the only other people since I got married
33 years ago; I have sex with."

They both got a smile on their faces. I looked at them both and held out
my arms for a hug. They both came to be and hugged and started to tear
up.

I picked up my phone and made a call.
           "Murry I need some help. I picked up two homeless kids to give
them a place to stay. Can you file some paper work for me. Then they can
stay with me. They need someone to take care of them," I said.

Murry reassured me that he knew a friend in the CPS system that could
help keep the kids out of the system. He said he does care despite most
of the workers. Often CPS just likes to shuffle kids around like cards.

The kids and I talked about a lot of stuff. They both asked me to really
make love to them as they had never had that. I pulled them both in for a
hug.

As time went and the their legal status finalized; I became their legal
guardian.  I found I loved them now. They were like my kids. I plan to
adopt them. I didn't tell them just yet. I may have felt more for Sharon.
I also think I was in love with Sean.


Bryan Brown

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