Date: Thu, 21 Jul 2005 14:26:14 -0700 (PDT) From: Messiah of Debauchery Subject: American Family Robinson (Part 2) CAUTION: This story is a lot like water park rides -- you WILL get wet reading this it. The American Family Robinson Chapter 2 By Messiah of Debauchery Jim Robinson laughed to himself as he retreated back to the kitchen to finish cooking bacon. That wasn't the first time he had caught his children fucking. As a matter of fact, it probably wasn't even the hundredth time he had seen something like that. Jim and his wife, Helena, had a very healthy approach to sex with their children. They were not subject to the social brainwashing that tried to teach people that sex was a bad thing and that sex with children -- especially one's own -- was abhorrent. Jim and Helena had been messing around with their kids sexually at least since they were in kindergarten. Moreover, Jim had been fucking their asses since they were 7 and Amanda's pussy since she turned 10 over a year ago. Helena had likewise fooled around with both children. In their household, sex was always an open topic...and a hot one at that! Odin was the first one to join Jim in the kitchen. He walked up to his father and gave him a big hug. "Hey Daddy!" he chimed gleefully. "Hey there, sport." Jim replied. "Eating breakfast in the nude again, I see." Odin shot Jim back an evil grin. Amanda followed shortly thereafter. She, like her brother, also gave their dad a big hug. "Good morning, princess." Jim greeted her. "Hi Daddy!" she answered back. "Is anyone else eating now?" Odin inquired, while reaching to get the dishes. "Nah, your mother is still asleep and Trevor also said he's not hungry yet." Trevor was the Robinson's 8 year-old foster son. He had been staying at their house for about a week already but was not yet privy to their extracurricular activities. He was normal height for his age and had a smooth dark body. He was black and had smooth, almond skin, hazel eyes, and dark hair. "Hey Dad," began Amanda "Do you think maybe we should get Trevor involved?" "Hmm," Jim began "I'm sure we can arrange that. Why don't you let me handle that though." With that, Jim put a plate of bacon and eggs for both of his children on the table. Then he sat down to have his coffee while they ate. While Jim was sitting back, allowing his piping hot coffee to cool, he felt something cold and soft on his lower leg. He looked across the table to see the same devilish grin from Odin that he had seen earlier. Meanwhile, Amanda was fully concentrating on her meal. Odin slowly began to advance his foot higher and higher up his father's hairy leg. He reached his knee and then rested his foot on it. As he was doing this, his father was leaning back and enjoying his son teasing him. Jim reached down and began rubbing Odin's left foot. Its' comrade soon joined the fray and Jim sat there rubbing his son's feet as Odin moaned slightly. Amanda looked over at Odin and, catching his facial expression, remarked: "Oh Odin, don't you think about anything but sex?" "Nope!" Odin chimed happily. At that point, Jim stood up and announced that he was going to check on Trevor -- though that was hardly his intention. He went out into the hallway and all the way down to his room. Trevor's room was a sight to behold. Although it was considerably smaller than the other bedrooms in the house, it was a cozy room that beckoned to a little boy's heart. Model planes were suspended in battle from the ceiling as posters of baseball and basketball stars covered the walls. Trevor's own computer stood at the far end of the room, a fish screensaver running. The greatest sight, though, was Trevor sitting on his bed, back against the wall, with his legs outstretched, still in his pj bottoms. An oversized tan t-shirt enveloped his sweet almond body. "Hey, Trev, you up already?" Jim asked. "Yeah," Trevor said "I woke up when you asked me about breakfast." "Oh, I'm sorry about that." "It's no big deal." He said with a smile. Jim sat down next to Trevor on his blue sheets and put his arm around him. Even though Trevor had moved around a lot, and had many caretakers in the foster system since he was a toddler, he was warming up quickly to Jim. Trevor lay his head down on Jim's lap and Jim began running his fingers through his hair and caressing his neck gently. Trevor absolutely loved affection. He lay there and almost purred as Jim shifted his touching to encompass caressing Trevor's back, as well. Seeing that the boy did not object to being touched, Jim decided to see how far Trevor would let him go. He started rubbing Trevor's legs and tummy, as well. Trevor, meanwhile, only lay there with a smile on his face and a glazed look in his eye. His chin was only inches away from Jim growing man meat, which was bursting for relief in his jeans. Jim could stand it no longer and so he asked: "Hey Trev, have you ever had a massage?" "Umm, no... What's a massage?" he replied. "It's basically what we're doing now except it feels better." Jim told him. "Ohh." "Do you want one?" "Okay" Trevor said, flashing his cute, boyish smile. "Great! Take off your shirt though." Trevor obliged and slid off his sleeveless white t-shirt revealing a beautiful, toned little body. Jim could hardly contain his excitement. His hands were shaking in anticipation of touching Trevor's smooth, sweet skin. "Alright, just lay back now." suggested Jim. Trevor lay back on his bed and spread his legs slightly. Jim's hands instantly found Trevor's warm, firm chest and began to slowly caress it along with his tummy. "That feels good." Trevor said with a cute smile. Jim continued to worship Trevor's body with his hands, running his hands across Trevor's little nipples and then down to his belly button. Then he went back over to his smooth shoulders and caressed them. Trevor was just lost in a land of pleasure. Jim then moved down to Trevor's feet and started to rub them. Trevor moaned slightly as Jim held both of his feet on his enlarging lap, using both hands to massage first one, then the other of Trevor's cute, clean little feet. Then, Jim became totally lost in the moment and positioned both of Trevor's feet by his face and began to kiss and lick their soles. Instead of getting weirded out, Trevor just got more and more into it, giggling and telling Jim when what he was particularly doing at the time was tickling him. Jim now took half of one foot into his mouth and sucked on it and then would switch to give the same treatment to the other foot. Trevor had never experienced anything like this before, but he was certainly not complaining. In fact, he was beginning to grow a boner that even Jim noticed through the pjs. After pleasuring Trevor's feet, Jim asked Trevor to turn over and then began to massage his back. Trevor moaned softly as Jim used his strong, gentle hands to bring Trevor's body joy. After a little while, Trevor asked Jim: "Hey Jim, how come you don't do my legs too?" Seizing the opportunity, Jim responded: "Well, your pjs are on and they'd probably get in the way." "Oh, that's okay, I can take them off, but I'm not wearing anything underneath." Jim almost came just from hearing that but he reassured Trevor that it would be fine if he took off his pjs, pointing out that Odin frequently went naked in the house before and after bedtime. Trevor lay back and lifted his feet into the air. He slipped off his pjs, momentarily revealing a tight, puckered asshole. Jim could hardly control himself. "Okay, that's cool. Now I can do your legs, too." said Jim. Jim sat with Trevor's legs in his lap as he slowly caressed one from his feet all the way to his thighs and then switched to the other leg. Meanwhile, Trevor's surprising 3.5" cocklet stood rigid, demanding attention. At this point, Jim's cock was about to burst. He tried to adjust it so the bulge wouldn't appear to be as big and it wouldn't strain him as much. No sooner had he finished adjusting himself than Trevor asked: "Hey Jim (he had never gotten used to calling anyone "dad"), what's that?" "Ummm..." Jim stammered "That's my penis." "Wow THAT's it? Whoa can I see it?" "I guess so, since I've seen yours anyway." said Jim. Without further delay, Jim let his penis out of it's tight, humid quarters and into fresh air. Trevor's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw it. "Wooooow!" he said "Is mine gonna be like that someday?" he marveled. "Yours will probably be bigger than mine, from the looks of it. I mean, yours is almost as big as Odin's and he...." Jim stopped abruptly, hoping Trevor wouldn't put two and two together. "Oh, you saw Odin's dick? I wanna see it, too!" Jim saw his chance and so he explained things to Trevor. "Well, you see, Odin and I sometimes play like this too...so does Amanda...we do these things and things that feel even better but we didn't ask you because we didn't know if you'd be into it." "I'd be into it" he repeated, overtaken by these new feelings. "What other stuff do you do that feels better?" "You want me to show you?" Jim asked. Trevor nodded. "Well, lie back then I'll make you feel great." Trevor obeyed him and lay back in anticipation. As soon as his head touched the bed, Jim moved on to suck his young foster son's balls. "Whoa...." Trevor said "Your right, it DOES feel awesome!" Trevor didn't say much of anything else as he was lost in lust. Jim let his tongue gently rub Trevor's smooth, compact ball sac as he ran his fingers up and down the 8 year-old boy's legs. He then found the little boy's lovehole and started licking up and down his asscrack. Trevor was awestruck from the pleasure as he held on to Jim's head and enjoyed the pleasure his foster dad was giving him. At that moment, there was a knock. Turning around, Jim saw his son Odin standing by the door with an evil smile. It looked like he'd be joining in on the fun.