Date: Wed, 20 Dec 2006 15:51:52 -0600
From: jockhunger@yahoo.com
Subject: Sharin 9

Sharin'
Chapter Nine -- Dinner and Dessert

	The weekend had been filled with new sexual experiences for just
about everyone.  Geoff had fucked his younger son, Anita was fucked by a
non-family member--Devon--and Lance had engaged in some experimental
cock sucking and ass licking.  Sharon's brothers helped the Wilsons a
lot in overcoming their hang-ups--both by word and deed.  That included
Geoff fucking both Trevor and Devon--and Lance fucking his own mom.
	It was also during that weekend that Lance asked Sharon to marry
him.  Less than a week later Sharon left for college. After Randy
was back in school, he asked his folks if he could invite Tommy over.
It was the first time in all the years Randy had known his best friend,
that Tommy had been invited to dinner at the Wilson's home.  Randy had
never offered.  Tommy had never asked.  Geoff and Anita never thought to
question why they were so close yet never visited each other's houses or
had each other over for dinner.  For some reason, Randy wanted to change
that, so he was allowed to invite Tommy for a sleepover.
	Randy insisted that Anita keep the meal simple--meat and potatoes
with no 'gourmet' sauces or whatever because Tommy's family wasn't rich.
Another stipulation included that they allow Tommy and Randy to take
charge of the conversation because Tommy was sensitive about certain
subjects--more than just the traditional politics and religion.
	Once they were all seated around the table, Randy noticed Geoff
and Anita were squirming in their chairs.  They weren't used to wearing
clothes at the dinner table any more.  Lance was dressed more casually
so he wasn't affected as much.  Randy smiled, knowing his best friend's
scheme was falling right into place.
	"Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, I can't thank you enough for letting me
sleep over," Tommy said.
	"You've known Randy a long time.  How come it's taken you so
long to accept an invitation to dinner?" Anita asked.
	"After what happened ... with Sharon and all," Randy said, "I
thought it would be okay with you guys."
	"There are some things I've been wantin' to ... talk to adults
about ... and ... well, Randy convinced me you two would understand."
	"Understand what?"
	"I feel like I've been keeping secrets for so long ... like I've
been living a lie my whole life."
	Anita and Geoff gave each other the "he's going to out himself"
look.
	Randy smiled because of the secret he shared with his BFF (Best
Friend Forever).  Looking at his folks, he thought, 'Yeah, he's gonna
out himself but he's gonna do a lot more than that.  Shit!  That's the
least of it.  That's just the tip of the iceberg.'
	"Well, you can certainly tell us ANYthing," Anita said
consolingly.  "Randy will attest that we're very open-minded.  We don't
judge others and don't condemn ANYone for ... the way they ... feel."
	"He lives in a trailer park," Randy said.
	"Mobile home community," Anita corrected, like the phrase
'trailer park' carried with it a stigma of disgrace.
	"No," Tommy corrected politely, "Randy's right.  It's a trailer
park.  It was probably a nice place once ... before I was born ... but
now ..." Tommy shrugged his shoulders as he politely continued to eat.
Between mouthfuls, he elaborated.  "The grass is mostly weeds.  Nobody
mows until it gets knee high.  Screen doors are rusted out or have the
screen missing altogether.  The old tires that were once painted white
and used for flowerbeds are black, now, because the paint's peeled off.
We use OURS for a pet cemetery."
	Geoff looked at Anita shamefully, like it was HIS fault that
Randy lived so much better than Tommy's family.
	"Randy told me he needs my help to ... uh ... he wants me to tell
you guys ... about me ... my family life."
	"Well, yes, of course we'd like to know about you," Anita said
politely, "but it shouldn't be a chore.  Don't let Randy bully you into
anything."
	"Between the two of us," Tommy said shyly, "I guessed you'd say
I was the bully."
	"You two have been friends for a long time," Geoff said.  "We
trust his judgment.  He would have 86'ed you by now if you were a bad
influence."
	"But what he's gonna tell ya is gonna help you understand ..."
Randy said excitedly before ending his comment abruptly.
	"Understand what?" Anita asked.
	"It isn't polite dinner conversation," Tommy said, staring
daggers at Randy.
	Quickly understanding that Tommy's reluctance was partly from
shame and partly from fear, Randy said soothingly, "That's okay.  We can
talk about it after dinner.  There's nothing on TV tonight we can't TiVo
anyway."
	After hearing he had a reprieve, Lance saw Tommy relax a little.
	Wanting Tommy to get on with the plan, Randy tried redirecting
the conversation away from the 'park' and more toward the 'lifestyle' of
its inhabitants.
	"Tell 'em about Mrs. Swisher," Randy said.
	Tommy looked at Randy fearfully, like he had been betrayed.
	"Your teacher?" Anita asked.
	"No, ma'am," Tommy said, "Mrs. Swisher, the lady next door is
MISS Swisher's ... uh ..."
	"Sister-in-law," Randy filled in for him.
	"Yeah.  She's married to Miss Swisher's brother."
	"So anyway," Randy said, impatient with how long it was taking
his friend to reveal what Randy wanted his folks to know.
	"There's this lady next door I like to watch," Tommy said.
	"Mrs. Swisher," Randy clarified.
	"I like to watch," Lance said offhandedly.
	"Watch?" Anita asked, unsure if Tommy was revealing an innocent
pastime or some voyeuristic tendency.
	"I figure as long as nobody gets hurt, it's okay to ... watch."
	"He's a Peeping Tommy," Randy said with admiration.
	"Not really," Tommy said defensively, blushing nonetheless.  He
said, "Just sorta.  You see, the way the trailers are laid out, our
laundry room is right across from Mrs. Swisher's bathroom and if I sit
on top of the clothes dryer, I can see in her window."
	"He can't see everything, Mom," Randy said, seeing her expression
change to one of concern--like she had just recalled the Tenth
Commandment.
	"Yeah, I can only see her ... boobies," Tommy said.
	"So you're a boob man, huh?" Geoff said warmly, in a tone that
implied Tommy was among friends.
	"Boobs, pussy, ass, mouth," Randy offered unasked.
	Tommy stared at Randy like he couldn't believe Randy had just used
those words in front of his mother.
	"It's okay," Randy assured him.  "I told you, Mom and Dad are
cool with me being ... you know ... sexy and stuff.  But tell 'em what
you do when you're watchin' Mrs. Swisher."
	Tommy's eyes rounded in surprise at Randy's request.
	"Cindy gives him a blowjob," Randy said, unable to contain his
impatience.
	"Randy!" Tommy yelped like he had been stabbed in the back.
	"It's okay.  Mom knows about blowjobs ..."
	"But ... " Tommy interrupted.
	"And incest." Randy said.  "She understands.  Oh, by the way,
Cindy's his sister."
	To ease Tommy's obvious discomfort, Lance said casually, "Yeah,
we know several people who ... uh ... indulge in incest."  Then his eyes
roamed the others in the room.
	Geoff knew Lance was not only referring to Sharon and HER family
but their own family, too.  Glancing at Randy for a second, as if for
answers, Geoff said, "I bet you'd be surprised if you knew some of the
people who ... indulge."
	Randy smiled at his dad's cryptic although reassuring comment.
	"So you sit on the dryer and watch Mrs. Swisher while your sister
gives you a blowjob, huh?" Lance asked, liking the direction Randy was
forcing the conversation.
	"Tell 'em how you got started," Randy encouraged.
	"It won't be easy because it's ... so ... embarrassing ... but
you'll know everything about me before we're done," Tommy said
bashfully.
	"Tell us only what you're comfortable with," Geoff encouraged.
"Randy's a very good judge of character and if he likes you for what you
are, so will we."  Geoff winked conspiratorially at Randy, reassuring
his son that they were going to be okay with his best friend's
'confession.'
	"Thanks," Tommy said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand
before he remembered to pick up his napkin.  He swiped his already wiped
mouth and then, as an afterthought, he wiped off the back of his hand,
smiling bashfully.  "But I gotta tell ya, this dinner is delicious."
	"Thank you," Anita said, "but I'm sure your mom's a good cook,
too.  You're just used to the way SHE cooks so mine just SEEMS to taste
better to you."
	Tommy smiled sadly.  "Mostly we eat take-out.  The only thing Mom
cooks is horse."
	Anita smiled politely at his joke, thinking Tommy meant horsemeat.
	"When you're hooked on heroin, most times you can't even use
speed-dial on a phone," Tommy said, "so Cindy and I go out for fast
food."
	"Oh," Geoff said almost in a whisper, "THAT horse."  Then he
looked at Randy with an 'Oops' shrug.
	Randy smiled, knowing Tommy was dumping surprises on his folks
--and his older brother--without any lead in or warning, just the way
they planned.
	"You poor boy," Anita said.
	"It's okay, ma'am," Tommy said, "we know enough to stay off the
stuff ... and to stay out of her way when she's hopped up.   Besides,
Mom's boyfriends protect us ... most of the time."
	"Boyfriends?" Anita asked.  "With an 'S'?  Plural?"
	"Yeah.  She's got several.  They don't stay around for very long
... because of her habit ... but they keep coming back from time to time
... to check up on us kids, I guess."
	Randy glared at his parents, warning them not to pursue the
topic.
	Dinner conversation after that was of the normal fare and Tommy
even offered to help clean up.  Once the dishes were done, Randy led the
others--like a flock of sheep to slaughter--to the family room.  Randy
and Tommy sat cross-legged on the floor facing the sofa where Anita was
sitting.  Geoff sat in his lounger.
	"I'll be upstairs," Lance said at the kitchen door.
	"No you won't," Randy called over his shoulder toward his
brother.  Then, with a devilish smile, he said, "You're gonna like
this."
	With a shrug, Lance sat on the sofa at the opposite end from his
mother.
	Looking around at the whole family gathered together, Tommy said
contentedly, "This is nice."
	"Why would you say that?" Anita asked.
	"Tommy doesn't have such a great life at home."
	"Cindy  ... "
	"That's his sister," Randy reminded them.
	" ... is a year older than me and she is just a cock magnet."
Looking at Anita and Geoff with a startled expression, Tommy said,
"Sorry  ...  uh, we don't have to watch our language at home.  It uh,
turns most of Mom's boyfriends on."
	Although she had a startled look on her face, Anita said, "It's
okay.  Uh ... we ... don't allow cussing just to be profane but we allow
the boys to use it  ... if it ... clarifies what they're saying."
	Geoff smiled at Anita's attempt to "mother" Randy's young friend.
	"Yes ma'am," Tommy said, "I'll try to remember that."
	"You will," Randy said, wrapping his arm around Tommy's neck and
pulling him off balance so they were only remaining upright by their
combined weight pressing on each other like a keystone arch.  "You don't
fuck up at school, so I'm sure you'll do fine in front of my 'rents."
	Lance admired the confidence his brother had in his best friend,
at the same time he felt a twinge of jealousy when he saw Randy capture
Tommy in the crook of his arm.  It was a maneuver Lance had used on
Randy hundreds of times when he felt exceptionally affectionate toward
him.
	"Ignorance is the shackles of the oppressed," Tommy said in a
tone wise beyond his years.
	"Whaddya mean?" Geoff asked.
	"Kids don't know about Child Protective Services until it's too
late.  I mean, Cindy and I could have used 'em on a dozen different
occasions but we didn't know they even existed.  The school says, 'Come
to us with problems' but they never explain what 'problems' they can
take care of."
	"I suppose you're right," Anita said.
	Geoff got the impression this sleepover had been a ploy by Randy
to get Tommy to open up to them.
	"It's okay," Randy encouraged, "you can tell 'em."
	"I guess she was eight or nine ... Cindy, I mean, and Mom had
this boyfriend over.  There's been so many over the years, I can't
remember his name.  Anyway, Cindy walks into the room and Dickwad tells
her to sit on his lap.  A lot of Mom's boyfriends had done that before
so Cindy didn't think anything of it.  Well, one thing led to another
and Dickwad talked Mom into letting Cindy give him a blowjob."
	Anita's jaw dropped but she didn't say anything.
	"No," Tommy corrected himself, "it was more like he MADE her do
it.  She didn't want to do it ... at first.  She said she didn't know
how, so Dickwad told Mom to get between his legs and show Cindy how it
was done.  After Mom got him hard, Cindy argued that his ... thingy ...
was too big."
	"It's okay," Randy said, "you can say cock."
	"Yeah," Lance agreed so Tommy would feel more comfortable.
	"Mom told her to learn how by sucking me."
	Anita's eyes widened, not believing a mother would do that to her
children.
	"Cindy and I were always close, so I didn't think anything of it.
She started sucking my little dick, taking my balls into her mouth at
the same time.  I can't really say she sucked it because there wasn't
much to suck ... back then.  I'm a lot bigger, now," Tommy said proudly.
	"A lot bigger," Randy confirmed.
	"Cindy kinda licked it and tickled it till it got hard.  Once she
found out it wasn't so bad, she turned to Mom and said she was ready."
	"She just left you there with a stiffer?" Lance exclaimed.
	"Yeah, but it was okay.  At the time, I didn't know about
climaxes and cummin'.  I just knew it felt good.  So anyway, Cindy
starts to go down on the guy.  It gets to the back of her throat and she
gags.  Well, the guy just about shot his wad right then.  Probably
because Cindy was so young."
	"Probably because he liked the sound of her gagging," Lance
offered.  "I know it turns ME on."  Then he shrugged his shoulders as he
blushed at his own confession.
	"Me, too," Tommy said, "especially now that I've got enough to gag
'em with.  But anyway, that's why I say there should be classes in
school --even pre-school--that teach kids about agencies they can go to
for protection," Tommy said.
	"Hell, the schools don't even want to teach sex education," Lance
said.  "It's like they want to pretend sex doesn't even happen."
	"They think it should be up to the parents to educate their kids
about sex," Randy added.
	"That's my point," Tommy said, "My mom convinced us that what
she was doing was okay, so I never questioned it.  When my dad didn't
complain or do anything about it, I figured she was right.  It was only
after talking to Randy that I found out differently."
	Geoff and Anita looked at each other with a look that implied
drug abuse was scandalous but offering their daughter to her boyfriends
for sex was despicable.
	"If he'd been able to ask questions in a classroom setting ...
you know, hypothetical questions, maybe someone could have
investigated," Lance said, understanding Tommy's plight.
	"Not that I'd want 'em to," Tommy said.  "Not now, anyway, but,
yeah, it would have been nice to know there was someone to ask."
	"I'll bet there's a lot of kids at school who are sexually
abused," Lance said thoughtfully.
	"So ..." Randy encouraged, "go on.  Tell 'em."  Then turning to
Anita, he asked excitedly, "Hey, Mom, is it okay if we get undressed?"
	Anita turned to Geoff for guidance.
	"Don't look at me!" Geoff smirked.  "You know I'LL say yes.
Randy asked you because he knows it's your call."
	"Please," Randy pleaded.  "Tommy won't tell."
	"Please," Geoff and Lance pleaded like prepubescent boys.
	Tommy, although wide-eyed from the unexpected request and
subsequent vote of confidence, grinned foolishly at the prospect.
	Secretly thrilled at the opportunity, Anita, nonetheless, sounded
like she was being coerced into allowing the boys this immense freedom
of expression when she said, "Oh, all right but you boys have to
behave."  In truth, she was emboldened by Tommy's willingness to reveal
so much about his own family life.  She wanted him to feel "at home" in
her house.  It never occurred to her that there might be SOME who would
say she was exploiting the boy as much as his own mother had.
	"That means no grab ass." Randy clarified.
	Lance and Randy stood up to quickly strip to the nude before
Randy said, "You guys, too."  He looked from Geoff to Anita and back to
Geoff hoping to garner his support.
	Geoff stood up and began to strip.  "It's not like we're new at
this."
	Anita, on the other hand, took her time, savoring the stare of
disbelief she was getting from Tommy.  It was the first time she had
been naked in front of anyone--other than her own family--since Sharon's
brothers had come over.  That was over a month earlier so a shiver of
excitement crept along her right side like an army of ants crawling to a
picnic. It was a feeling she was beginning to enjoy ... like an
addiction.  She wondered if there was such a thing as an addiction to
taking your clothes off in front of strangers.
	Lance and Randy began to chant, "Take it off, take it off," while
Geoff pierced the air with a wolf whistle.
	Anita did a Mom-like version of a bump and grind dance move as
she pulled her blouse up over her head.  Then, turning her back to the
boys, she wiggled out of her slacks.  Left in just her bra and panties,
she looked back over her shoulder at her audience before unhooking her
bra.  She removed it completely, tossed it over her shoulder like a
bridal bouquet and saw Tommy catch it in mid air.
	"Tommy wins!" Randy shouted.
	Geoff and Lance looked at Randy bewildered, not having a clue as
to what plot his active little imagination was hatching that involved
such a 'reward'.
	Anita turned suddenly and began shimmying her shoulders, causing
her breasts to bounce and jiggle.  As Tommy watched, his head movements
resembled a bobble-head doll.  A moment later, Anita stopped gyrating
and hooked her thumbs into her panties at each hip.  She pulled down the
right side, stretching the waistband to its maximum.  Then, she pulled
down the left side until the top of her pubic patch appeared.
	"Show him, Mom," Randy encouraged.  "Show him your sweet juicy
pussy."
	It WAS juicy, too.  Just thinking about being naked in front of
her son's best friend excited Anita.  Knowing he was under-aged was even
more of a turn-on.  Knowing her husband and sons were watching made it
all the more indecent--and decadent.
	With mind-numbing slowness, Anita lowered the waistband, showing
a little more of her tuft until the top of her cunt crack began to show.
Then with a devilish smirk, she turned her back to them again as she
said, "Oh, you don't want to see this ol' thing."
	"Mom!" Lance and Randy whined.
	"Awh, man!" Tommy whimpered.  "Please," he begged.
	"Are you sure?" Anita asked, thoroughly enjoying the hold she had
over the guys.
	"Come on, Anita," Geoff pleaded, "show the boy what a REAL
woman looks like."
	With one swift yank, her panties were around her ankles exposing
her plump behind.  Spreading her legs slightly, she bent over to pick
them up.  It teasingly exposed the back of her pussy lips.  She stood
and turned at the same time while dangling her panties off the end of
her index finger.  "Who wants these?"
	"Me!" Tommy shouted, reaching for them from his cross-legged
position on the floor.
	Spreading her feet into a wide-legged stance, she snatched the
prize away just before he could claim it.
	"MILF, man.  Your mom is totally a MILF!" Tommy swooned, his
eyes darting everywhere over her body.
	"Dude!" Lance said like he was insulted--because he felt a need
to complain in order to defend his mom's honor.  But he also had to
agree, his mom WAS MILF!
	"I know," Randy agreed, nonetheless.
	"Does that mean what I think it means?" Anita asked in a tone
that implied she was insulted.
	"Yeah, Mom," Lance groaned.
	"From that 'Pie' movie?" Anita asked, thinking, 'Moms I'd Love To
Fuck'
	"Yes, Mom," Lance confirmed.
	"What a sweet boy," Anita said teasingly.  "But in order to do
THAT, you'd have to get undressed."
	Although slack-jawed from disbelief that she was serious, Tommy
started to stand.
	"Strip him," Anita commanded
	Geoff, Lance and Randy recognized the tone from the times they had
participated in Anita's dominatrix role-playing events.
	Before Tommy knew what was happening, Lance and Geoff had him
pinned to the floor on his back.  Randy started at his belt buckle to
begin stripping his pants off.  Lance knelt over Tommy's arms and pulled
his T-shirt up over his head.  Because of the way Tommy's arms were
pinned, it left him, for all practical purposes, blindfolded.
	When his jeans were around his ankles, Geoff let go so Randy
could remove his best friend's shoes.  Then they yanked off his jeans.
	"Stand him up," Anita ordered.
	On his way up, Tommy's shirt came off and he stood there in only
his tighty whities.  They were definitely "tighty" because they looked
to be two sizes too small.  They were NOT, however, "whities."  They
were dingy gray from being improperly washed without the use of any
bleaching agent.  The leg holes were frayed, attesting to their age and
the elastic was loose allowing his left ball to hang unrestrained
outside the pouch.
	"You want these?"  Anita taunted, displaying her panties again.
	Dumbstruck, as he ogled the totally naked mother of his best
friend, Tommy nodded his head affirmatively.
	"Rip those off him," Anita commanded, pointing to Tommy's
threadbare underpants.
	Geoff, being the stronger--and knowing he could buy the boy a
dozen pair of new ones--grabbed one leg hole and yanked.  It ripped all
the way up to the waistband.  Lance did the same to the other leg,
leaving Tommy's underwear dangling by just the waistband, like a Tarzan
loincloth.
	"All the way," Anita ordered, "because he's gonna put these on."
	Tommy's cock, already hard from seeing Anita naked, throbbed at
the thought of wearing women's panties.
	Lance and Geoff both grabbed the waistband and it snapped like a
brittle twig, the way age-dried elastic tends to break.
	Anita stepped forward, pushed her panties under Tommy's nose and
said, "Breathe deep."
	"Oh, yeah," Tommy moaned as he inhaled her scent.  "That would be
some mighty good eatin,' ma'am."
	"Put 'em on," Anita ordered, even as she was startled by his
comment.
	As Tommy bent forward to step into the leg holes of his hostess'
silk panties, his head ended up at crotch level.
	Anita pulled his face into her pussy and said, "Eat.  Eat me
good!"
	As Tommy slurped on 'mom muff,' he struggled to blindly get the
panties on.  Once they were pulled up, Anita released her hold on his
head and pushed him away.
	"Let me see."
	Tommy backed away.  He hadn't had time to "arrange" things, so
his cock was sticking out the top while one ball hung out either side of
the leg holes.
	Since Tommy was petite--for a guy--the panties fit nicely.
Reaching down between the waistband and his taunt belly, he cupped his
balls and pulled them up into the satiny fabric pouch.  Then he slanted
his erection off at an angel toward his left hip.  The cum tube, on the
underside of his cock pressed against the silk, making the material look
like a fat carpenter's pencil was imprisoned underneath.
	"Told ya he had a big one," Randy said with as much pride in his
tone as there was envy.
	"Pull your cock out the leg hole," Anita said.  You can't fuck me
with it hiding in there," Anita said in mock disgust.
	"No way!" Tommy yelped, not believing he had heard correctly.
Nevertheless, a gob of pre-cum oozed out his piss slit, staining Anita's
panties before he could tug it free.
	"Only if I can fuck YOU, Tommy," Randy said, amending his
mother's offer.
	"Most of Mom's boyfriends wanted to get in MY pants, too,"
Tommy said.
	"You're kidding!" Anita shouted, appalled.
	"I don't know if she was attracted to pedophiles or if pedophiles
just dated her because she had two young kids at home."
	"If I know YOU, Tommy " Randy said knowingly, "you were the
one who propositioned her boyfriends."
	"Well, I never complained," Tommy said bashfully, "but it was the
other way around ... at first  ... "  Then blushing as he looked from
Randy to Lance and then Geoff, he said, "Shit!  You can ALL fuck me if I
can fuck your mom."
	To move things along, Randy motioned for his mom to kneel,
knowing she had trouble with her G-spot.  "Doggie style," he instructed.
	"Is that okay, Mrs. Wilson?" Tommy asked politely.
	"Fine by me," Anita said, feeling awkward--for the first time--
when he called her 'Mrs. Wilson.'  "You can call me Anita, if you want."
	"Yes, ma'am," Tommy said, again creating a bit more tension by
being so mannerly.
	"Or 'mom'," Randy offered.  From years of exchanging confidences,
Randy knew how much it turned Tommy on to have a guy he liked call him
'son.'  He figured it would be the same--in reverse--for his mom.
	"Get me wet, dude," Tommy instructed like he said it every day.
	Without hesitation, Randy sucked his best friend's fat tube into
his mouth and slathered it with spit.  "Bareback, Mom?"
	"Better not," Anita said, "he's a little more promiscuous than we
are."
	"I'm clean.  You know, disease free," Tommy insisted.  "I go to
the clinic once a month and I make sure strangers use condoms ... now
that I'm old enough to back 'em down."
	Again, Anita looked to Geoff for guidance.  After he nodded his
consent, Anita said, "Okay, bareback."
	Randy thought, 'Jeeze, Mom, I wouldn't be foolin' around with him
if I thought he was diseased.'  But he kept quiet as he aimed his best
friend's hard-on to the entrance of his mother's pussy.  "MILF, dude.
You said it yourself, so fuck her.  Fuck her good."
	As Tommy's cock slid into Anita's pussy, his eyes rolled back in
his head from ecstasy.  "Oh, man, what a sweet fuck."
	"You know it, dude," Randy agreed.
	Tommy's eyes snapped open as he looked over his shoulder at
Randy and said, "How would YOU know?"
	With a smirk, Randy said, "You don't think I'd let my best buddy
go skinny dippin' in uncharted waters, do you?"
	"Oh, man!  You've fucked your own mom!  How awesome is that,
dude?"
	Geoff and Anita had pleased expressions when they looked at each
other, knowing their son--who had a hard time keeping secrets--had
actually kept his most incriminating secret from his best friend--until
now.
	"You ought to know, DUDE, you're fuckin' her.  Now I get to fuck
you."
	"As soon as I'm done, man, I promise."
	"Right now, man," Randy said, getting into position.
	"You're jokin', right?" Tommy said.
	"Nope," Randy said as his cock slid up Tommy's back door tunnel
all the way to the pubes.
	Geoff thought, 'So this is what Randy meant when he said, "Tommy
wins!" after he caught Anita's bra.'
	"Oh ... my ... god!  I didn't think it could get any better
and you've proved me wrong.  Jesus, Randy, how'd you know?  How'd you
know this would feel so fuckin' awesome?  Your mom's sweet snatch and
your big-assed dick poundin' my hole.  Nirvana, man.  Truly.  I love
 you, man!"
	"Lance," Randy said, "wanna plug his mouth?  He's startin' to get
all girly man on me."
	Tommy looked in Lance's direction, then at Geoff.  "Both of you
if you want.  I fuckin' love cock!"
	"I got that impression," Lance said, "once I found out Randy kept
you as a friend after he told us he was gay."
	"Mmmm," Tommy mumbled as Lance fed him his cock.
	"Why don't you two get over here," Anita said.  "He and I can
swap off sucking you two."
	"You're one nasty bitch, ain't ya, Mom," Lance said agreeably.
	"I am when I'm gettin' fucked by teen cock."
	"Now you," Tommy said wantonly to Geoff as he guided his cock to
his mouth.  Then he deep-throated Geoff's hard-on.  Its natural downward
curve made it all that much easier from his Alpha-male doggie-style
position.  "What a hunka meat.  You've got enough to feed an army,"
Tommy said as he breathed deeply before attacking Geoff's cock again.
	"I'm not sure the army eats meat this way.  Usually they use a
knife and fork."
	"Ouch!" Lance said, just from the thought of it.
	After slurping on Geoff's cock for a few more strokes while
continuing to slide in an out of Anita's pussy, Tommy said, "You'd be
surprised at how many GIs have sucked my dick."  He was quiet for a few
more strokes before he said, "Sweet fuck hole, Mom," using the familial
term for the first time.  It sounded as natural as if Lance or Randy had
said it.  Randy smiled at Geoff as his father picked up on Tommy's need
to feel like he was part of their family.  He smiled back.
	"Damn you're hot!  Fuckin' scorchin'!"  With each thrust, Tommy
pulled himself off Randy's pole and pushed himself into Anita.  With
each backward stroke, he impaled himself onto his best friend's
prostate-pounding rod.
	"Good rhythm, dude." Randy encouraged.  "I could last all night
at this pace."
	"Not me," Tommy squealed.  "Gotta nutt.  Gonna blow.  Inside
okay?"
	It didn't matter.  His nuts discharged their load into Anita
before anyone had a chance to say "yes" or "no."
	"Oh, man, you gotta feel this ass, Dad.  He's so fuckin'
talented."
	"This end's just fine," Geoff said as Tommy once again sucked his
cock.
	"Fuck him," Anita ordered Geoff.  "When Randy stuck his cock up
Tommy's ass, it felt like Tommy's cock doubled in size.  I wanna see
what it feels like with you fuckin' him, Hon."
	"But I thought he just cummed."
	"He did but he's still hard as a mop handle," Anita said.
	"Yeah," Tommy said, glassy-eyed, "I'm good for another round.
Fuck me with that porker.  Fill me up nice and tight."
	"Hey, Mom," Lance asked, concerned, "how you doin'?  Are you
feeling anything?"
	"Why, whatcha got in mind?"
	"Mom, let me fuck your ass while Tommy boy, here, continues his
quest."
	"Oh yeah, I like the sound of that."
	Randy pulled his cock out of Tommy's asshole and pulled his buddy
off his mom at the same time.
	"Oh, man!  What a fuck!" Tommy swooned.  His cock glistened
with spent cum.
	"You ain't done yet, buddy boy," Randy said, slapping Tommy's
ass.  "We're just changing positions.  Mom's got this G-spot thing and
Lance is gonna help you find it."
	"Whatever, man, as long as I get to keep fuckin' somebody!  I'm
so hot I'm ready to cream again just thinkin' about it."
	"His personal best is twelve in one day," Randy said.  "I saw
him shoot every time, too."
	With Lance on his back on the floor, Anita straddled him, eased
his cock into her ass and then leaned back against his chest.  Randy
grabbed a throw pillow off the sofa and put it under his brother's head.
Then Randy navigated Tommy between Anita's legs again, only this time,
it was face-to-face.
	Tommy didn't need any help guiding his rampant rod into Anita's
pussy.  He slid in with ease but his eyes lighted up when he felt
Lance's cock jerk, separated only by the thin membrane between her
bowels and her vagina.  "Oh fuck, that's wicked," Tommy groaned.
	"You ain't felt nothin' yet," Randy said.  "Go ahead, Dad."
	Geoff aimed at the rosy pucker and was amazed at how tiny the
hole looked compared to the huge crown of his cock.
	"Go on, Dad," Randy urged.
	"Fuck me," Tommy pleaded.
	"Fuck him, Dad," Lance yelled impatiently.  "Do it for Mom."
	Geoff hunched forward expecting to feel the same tight resistance
he felt when he fucked Randy for the first time.  Instead, Tommy's ass
accepted him as easily as butter accepts a hot knife.
	"Aaagh God!" Tommy yelled.  "Oh, god, yes!  Fuck me!"
Geoff tried to pull out as soon as he heard Tommy yell but Randy had
positioned himself behind him enough that he couldn't back up.
	"Oh no you don't.  Forward and inward," Randy said.
	"Oh god!" Anita squealed as Geoff's cock sank deeper into
Tommy's ass.  "It feels like you're massive, Tommy.  Does it feel bigger
to you?"
	"Fuckin' A.  My cock feels enormous.  Why is that?"
	"Don't know."
	"Just enjoy it," Randy said as he pulled his best friend's head
up by his hair.  "Suck!"
	Tommy sucked as he got fucked by his best friend's father and, in
turn, fucked his best friend's mother.  Feeling his best friend's
brother's cock rubbing against HIS through the thin vaginal membrane was
merely icing on the cake.
	When Randy pulled his cock out of Tommy's mouth, he said, "Suck
Mom's tits."
	That was simply the ice cream to go with the cake as far as Tommy
was concerned.  "Oh, yeah.  Suck those titties," Tommy mumbled to
himself like he was afraid he would forget his instructions  "Suck me
some sweet momma tits."  Then be began sucking.
	Anita squealed from all the sensory overload--ass, cunt and tits.
	"Suck my balls, Mom," Randy said, squatting over her face.
	"Yeah, tea bag the bitch," Geoff said, talking about his wife
like she was a common whore--another role-playing exercise they had
indulged in.  As he looked over the top of Tommy's head, he watched his
son's balls disappearing into her mouth.
	At the same time, Tommy leaned forward to suck on Randy's
pre-cum dripping cock.  Then he began alternating between Anita's jugs
and his best friend's pecker like he couldn't decide which he liked
better.
	Lance craned his neck from underneath his mom to look over her
shoulder.  Because of Randy's wide-legged stance as he squatted over
Anita's face, Lance could see his brother's butt hole winking at him.
He thought, 'God, that's one hot lookin' hole, even if it IS my
brother's.'  He wet his index finger and pushed it up Randy's bunghole
without any warning.
	"Aaagh!" Randy screamed.  "Oh, god, I need someone to fuck me."
	"I'll do it as soon as your mom has her climax," Tommy said.
"One thing I learned, never leave a lady in need of an orgasm.  She gets
meaner than when she's on the rag."
	Geoff chuckled.
	Randy felt the vibrations in his balls as his mom chuckled, too.
	Lance said, "I thought you only serviced your mom's boyfriends."
	"Mostly, but Cindy likes me to fuck her, too."
	Looking at his brother's asshole blowing kisses at him, Lance
thought, 'Lookin' at him right now, even I'D volunteer to kiss that
butt.'  Then he remembered he had promised to help Tommy find his mom's
G-spot.  Twisting slightly, to get a better angle, he began pressing
upward, applying pressure on Tommy's dick.  That forced Tommy's cock
head up into Anita's G-spot.
	Geoff felt the three-person shift and knew what Lance was
attempting to do.  He twisted his butt slightly to the side to help aim
Tommy's cock head off center by shifting the angle of his butt thrusts.
	"That's it.  That's it.  You got it.  You found it." Anita
chanted.  Then she hugged Tommy's chest to her breasts as she whispered,
"Fuck your momma, boy.  Fuck your momma."
	Tommy loved being considered a part of Randy's family.  It was a
far cry from his own.  He thought, 'I sure could learn to love this--
this family.  These people know how to love while they're makin' love.
It's not just nasty sex to them.  This is the way every young boy should
feel when he's fuckin'.
	"Okay to whitewash your ass, Son?" Geoff asked Tommy.
	"Fuck yeah!  Fill me up with your hot daddy spunk.  I want you
to be a permanent part of me, Popi."  When Tommy felt Geoff's cock
lurching inside him, he began to unload his second orgasm into Anita.
Her G-spot was inflamed just enough that when he hit it one last time,
it set off HER climax.
	Lance was close but when Anita's ass ring clamped down on his
invading man meat, it stemmed the tide.  He felt a bad case of blue
balls setting in.  'Oh well,' he thought, 'It's a small price to pay if
Mom's gettin' off.'
	After dumping an amazingly huge load, Geoff wanted nothing more
than to collapse on Tommy's back but he knew Lance and Anita would be
crushed by the added weight.  Instead, he gently pulled Tommy up and
away until the boy was on his knees again.  Even so, he kept his cock
stuffed up Tommy's ass, letting it soak in his freshly spent jism.
	Anita lifted her left leg and rolled off her son and onto her
side--almost clipping Tommy in the head with her heel in the process.
	"Did you cum?" Tommy asked, looking down at Lance's throbbing
cock.
	"Close but no.  Why?"
	"Okay if I suck you?"
	"Dude, I've got to clean up.  I just had this up Mom's butt."
	"ATM," Randy shouted.
	"ATM" Tommy said as he bent at the waist to suck Lance's cock
into his mouth before he could object.
	"ATM?" Geoff and Anita asked almost simultaneously.
	"Ass to mouth," Randy said.
	"That's some mighty fine eatin'," Tommy said, smacking his lips.
"Tastes just like chicken."
	Lance chuckled but got lost in all the other emotions involved as
Tommy started sucking him to orgasm.
	"Geoff, you wanna go get me a washcloth?  Tommy must have cum
a cupful."
	"I'll do it, Dad," Randy said.  Then he knelt between his
mother's legs and began slurping his best friend's cum out of his
mother's pussy.
	Geoff just shook his head in astonishment.  'The boy swears he's
gay but will eat pussy.  I just don't get it.  I mean, I know he's
sucking up spent cum but it's from a pussy!'
	The room reverberated as Lance yowled out his climax.  He held
Tommy's head tight to his groin and humped upward, causing Tommy to
"chuff."
	"Don't forget, Tommy, you promised to fuck me," Randy said when
he heard his brother let out that last satisfied 'Aaah.'
	Reluctantly pulling himself off Geoff's still hard erection,
Tommy plugged Randy's ass before Randy could begin licking his mom's
cunt again.
	"Can I suck you, too, Popi?" Tommy pleaded.
	"But it just came out of your ass," Geoff reminded him.
	"ATM!" Randy, Tommy and Lance shouted.
	"God dammed perverts," Geoff groused as he stepped in front of
Tommy.  He straddled his son's back so he could get closer to Tommy's
mouth and said, "Can't believe I raised a bunch of fuckin' perverts."
His smile betrayed his words.
	"Kiss my ass," Tommy giggled, finally feeling comfortable enough
to kid around a little with his hosts--his surrogate parents.
	"You'd love it too much," Randy bantered.  "Besides, you'd rather
kiss HIS ass, wouldn'tcha?"
	"Um humm," Tommy mumbled around Geoff's cock before he
stopped long enough to say, "Hell yeah!  I love to eat ass."
	Shaking his head in disbelief from what he was hearing, Lance
said, "There's just something ... I don't know ... depraved about that."
	Taking a breather from sucking cum out of his mother's cunt,
Randy said, "You wouldn't think so if it were YOUR ass he was eatin'."
	Not wanting to relinquish the jawbreaker of a cock Geoff was
feeding him, Tommy again agreed, "Um humm."
	"Of course, ya gotta be careful--gotta make sure the guy's clean.
Ya don't wanna end up gettin' hepatitis."
	"Hey, Lance, come fuck your mom," Geoff urged.
	"You don't have to ask ME twice," Lance said.
	"No!" Tommy yelled.  "You never go ass to cunt!  Ya gotta wash
first."
	"But you put it in your mouth ... I mean ... didn't that clean
it?"
	"Never trust it, dude," Tommy said, like Lance should know
better.  "Got any handi-wipes?"
	"In the kitchen," Anita said.
	"I'll get 'em," Geoff offered.
	When he returned, Lance cleaned himself carefully.  Then, falling
to his knees in front of his mom, Lance asked, "Missionary or doggie
fuck, Mom?"
	"Doggie.  I need to cum again," Anita said with breathy desire.
Once they were in position and fucking, Randy spread his brother's ass
cheeks and tongue-lapped the full length of his crack.  Then he began
annoying Lance's rosebud with his pointed tongue tip.
	"Oh fuck!" Lance shouted.  "That's just sick!"  Then after a
short pause he said, "Keep it up."
	As Lance pumped in and out, Randy got with the rhythm and
alternately poked or lapped at his brother's asshole.
	Geoff watched in amazement as Tommy sucked his cock to another
ball squeezing orgasm.  Once he unloaded, he said, "Time out.  I'm done
for a while.  I came so much I feel like I'm dehydrated."
	All the while he was talking, Anita was writhing in another
paroxysm of orgasm.  Lance began shooting volleys of cum up her pussy
because it excited him to give his mother a climax.
	While they all laid around recovering, Anita said, "Is it tough
for you to talk about your childhood?"
	"Yeah ... but not with you two.  Early on the sex was scary.
You know, when guys would try to force me to do stuff I didn't want to
do.  But once I figured out that I had the upper hand, I felt better
about it."
	"Upper hand?" Geoff asked.
	"Yeah, this one time, a guy tried to force me to deep-throat him.
I had deep-throated hundreds of guys."
	"Hundreds!" Anita asked, appalled.
	"Yeah.  Once mom found out Cindy could take grown men's cocks
up her cunt and I could take it up the ass and also ... like I say ...
deep-throat 'em, she started making extra money off us."
	"Extra money?" Geoff asked.
	"She and whatever boyfriend she was seeing at the time would line
up paying customers for us.  She said we had to earn our own money if we
wanted new toys and stuff."
	"Oh my god!" Anita groaned.
	"What were you saying about having the upper hand?" Geoff asked
again.
	"Oh yeah.  Well, like I say ... early on, I thought I had to do
anything anyone wanted me to do.  Well, this one guy wanted to force me
to take his cock all the way.  It was shaped funny and hurt my throat,
so I told him no.  He got mad and told me I'd better do as he said or
he'd take his money back.  I don't know why, maybe it was because he was
so snotty toward me, but I got mad.  I told him if he shoved that down
my throat again, I'd bite it off and mail it to his mother just to prove
to her what a dick she had raised."
	Anita chuckled, "You didn't!"
	"Did too.  Well, the guy was so surprised that I refused that he
calmed down and let me suck him MY way.  After that, I kinda called the
shots.  You know, I was the one who decided if they were gonna fuck me
or if I was gonna suck 'em and stuff like that."
	"It must have been awful," Anita consoled.
	"Not really," Tommy said, "A little at first but then me and
Cindy ... I mean, Cindy and I made a contest out of it."
	"A contest?" Lance asked, surprised that child prostitution could
be turned into a sport.
	"Yeah, like how many in one day, or the fattest, or the longest
... uh  ... "
	"Oh," Geoff said, marveling at Tommy's ability to survive such
adversity.
	"There was this one time, Cindy said she was gonna win because
she took three at one time.  One in her mouth, one in her pussy and one
up her ass.  She strutted around like a peacock for an hour, lording it
over me."
	"She would be a peahen, not a peacock," Randy corrected.
	Ignoring his best friend's interruption, Tommy said, "So I did the
only thing I could.  I sucked Mom's boyfriend, while his buddy and my
dad fucked my ass."
	"At one time?" Lance shouted once he realized Tommy was saying
he had been double-dicked.
	"Yep!" Tommy said, proudly.
	"Your DAD!" Anita howled.  "Wait.  You said, your mom's
boyfriend AND your Dad.  I don't understand."
	"Oh, yeah.  Uh, well, Mom and Dad never got a divorce.  They just
kinda started seeing other people.  Usually, Dad wasn't around so Mom
started letting her boyfriends sleep over.  When Dad found out Mom had
Cindy puttin' out, he moved back in.  That's when he started sleeping
with Cindy anytime Mom had a boyfriend sleeping over.  They weren't real
boyfriends.  They never stayed together for very long.  But they'd keep
visiting just so they could fuck Cindy and me ... whether Mom was home
or not."
	Lance, Anita and Geoff shook their heads.  They were unable to
comprehend how such a sweet little boy like Tommy had survived such a
life and still turned out to have such a well-rounded personality.
	"And your dad didn't do anything about your mom selling you for
sex?"
	"No.  The extra money meant he didn't have to work as hard,"
Tommy said as if that were normal for every family.
	"He got double-fucked for the first time back in grade school,"
Randy told the others, proud of his best friend's accomplishment.
"Fifth grade, right?"
	"Yeah, I was ten or eleven at the time."
	"Ohmigod," Anita said, again, unable to comprehend how a kid that
age could have been so sexually active.
	"Jeeze," Geoff said, "when I was eleven the only thing I had to
worry about was  ... "
	"How to invent fire?" Randy asked devilishly.
	"But your mother let you spend the money any way you wanted,
right?" Geoff asked.
	"Fuck no!  We never saw a cent of it.  Oh, a toy once in a while
or some new clothes but she spent most of it on drugs ... or cigarettes
and liquor.  There was never anything in the fridge except beer.  All
we ever ate was take-out or delivery ... until just recently, when I
finally put my foot down."
	"She's not still forcing you to ... uh  ... " Anita said.
	"Forcing is the wrong word.  I like it ... I mean ... I like
the sex.  No one else I know ... who's my age, anyway ... has as much
freedom as I have.  I come and go ... as long as Mom doesn't have
customers lined up.  And then, three months ago, Cindy and I refused to
put out unless WE got some of the money.  Even prostitutes get paid.
I'm gonna save mine for college.  Oh!  And we negotiated for two days a
week off just like regular people."
	"You absolutely amaze me," Anita said.  "Coming from a background
like yours, I'd have thought you'd be  ... "
	"Trailer trash?"
	"Well, kinda.  I was thinking ... uncouth ... uh ... ill-bred.
But you're so polite and well mannered.  Surely you didn't learn that
at home."
	Tommy captured Randy's neck in the crook of his arm and hugged
him--sideways.  "Learned that from this doofus.  Way back in grade
school, I realized Cindy and I were ... different, so I studied all the
guys in my class and I picked Randy as my role model."
	Anita beamed with pride as Randy looked with astonishment at his
best friend.
	With mock disgust, Randy shouted, "You USED me!"
	"The teachers liked him.  The girls got goo-goo-eyed over him.
Even the guys respected him.  He might not have been the first one
picked to be on a team but he was almost always nearly the first.  So,
I learned to be like him at school, you know, say 'Yes, ma'am,' and
'No, ma'am,' and stuff like that."
	"And I learned to cuss like a sailor from him," Randy said with
a chuckle as he began tickling Tommy so he would release his 'best bud'
arm grip on him.
	As they rolled around on the floor--naked--Geoff said, "I told
you our boys were polite ... in public, at least."
	Once the boys stopped 'wrestling,' Tommy said, "During all that
time, the only thing I wasn't sure of was how to act ... you know ...
like a boy my own age when it came to sex.  None of the guys in my
grade back then were even masturbating ... much less having sex.  So I
talked Randy into asking Lance about sex and stuff."
	Lance perked up at the mention of his name.
	"Remember that time Randy came home and asked you about jerkin'
off?" Tommy asked.
	"Yeah," Lance said warily.
	"We talked it over--Randy and me--and he agreed ... well, I
forced him ... to talk to you about it.  The next day at school, we
talked about what you'd told him.  That's how I learned about how
pre-teens were supposed to act.  Hey, by the way, you helped me out a
lot, Lance.  For a long time, I thought something was wrong with me
because I couldn't spurt like all the men I was servicing.  It's only
after your talk with Randy that I realized I was normal."
	"Glad to be of help," Lance said in a left-handed compliment
tone.
	"And pubes!" Tommy yelped like he had just thought about it.
"When Randy started growin' pubes and I didn't and I was older and all,
I REALLY thought I was a freak."
	"I told him grass doesn't grow on a playground," Randy said.
	Geoff chuckled at his son's comment and said, "Then YOU should
be bald down there."
	Randy blushed.  "Yeah, I do jack off a lot, huh?"
	"With all these guys around, you still jack off?" Tommy asked,
bewildered.
	"Yeah.  Mom's the only one who's ... you know ... willing to
take care of MY needs," Randy said.  "Dad and Lance aren't gay.	I
mean ... I finally got Dad to pop my cherry but Lance still refuses to
screw me."
	He's probably holding a grudge because you chose me over him,"
Geoff said.
	"Squirt knows why I won't fuck him," Lance said.
	"Hell, for that matter," Randy continued, "they're not really
that BI, either!"
	"Oh," Tommy said, like something suddenly made sense.  "No
wonder you're up my butt all the time."
	"It's quicker'n a blowjob and easier to hide in the boys'
bathroom at school."
	"True," Tommy said reflectively.
	"Easier?" Geoff asked.
	"Faster?" Lance asked at about the same time.
	"Yeah," Tommy said, his eyes glazing over like he was seeing a
movie playing in his head.  "I drop trou and kneel on the toilet,
facing the wall."
	"Then I stand behind him like I'm peeing ... but I'm not,"
Randy explained.
	"Not usually," Tommy corrected.
	"That way, if anyone comes in, they only see one pair of legs,"
Randy said.  "His ass might have been screwed more times than a
taxpayer during an IRS audit but he's still tight."
	"I can attest to that," Geoff said, recalling how tight the boy's
ass was when Tommy  was fucking Anita.  Then he realized his cock was
beginning to rise again from all the talk about butt-fucking.
	"That way I can fuck him as fast as I need to to shoot a load."
	"Then we switch places the next period break between classes,"
Tommy said.
	"What do you mean 'not usually' ... about peeing?" Anita asked.
	Randy and Tommy exchanged glances before Tommy clasped
Randy's hand in his--like love struck schoolgirls.  Blushing, Tommy
said, "I like ... to have ... uh ..."
	"We both like piss enemas," Randy confessed, lifting their
clasped hands in the air as an obvious demonstration of solidarity.
	"What!" Geoff gasped.
	"One of Mom's boyfriends peed up my ass this one time and ...
ever since then ... I've liked it."
	"It's not like we do it all the time.  He likes me to do it just
before a test," Randy offered, hoping to persuade his folks it was
acceptable behavior.  "A good flush calms him down so he can
concentrate on the answers."
	Geoff looked at Randy skeptically.
	"Once he saw how much my grades improved ..." Tommy said
before looking at Randy for permission to continue.
	"I let him do it to me," Randy confessed.  "And it's true.  My
test scores improved, too."
	"You pee up his ass?" Anita asked incredulously.
	Both boys nodded affirmatively.
	"Isn't that dangerous?" Geoff asked.  "I mean, piss is ... bodily
waste!"
	"Not any more dangerous than drinking it," Tommy said.
	Geoff and Anita started at each other, wondering which one would
ask the obvious question.
	"It's okay, I looked it up on the Internet.  So long as you don't
drink pee the first thing in the morning or after certain foods, it's
okay." Randy said.
	"There's a few more warnings to observe but nothin' that'll kill
ya," Tommy said reassuringly.
	Anita got up off the floor and plopped onto the sofa, totally
exhausted.  Feeling the friction-raw warmth emanating from her pussy
lips, she flung her right leg up on the sofa cushion to `cool' her cunt.
	Seeing the inviting position, Tommy asked shyly, "Can I sit with
you?"
	"Sure, Hon," Anita said.
	Before she could move, Tommy snuggled his hip into her crotch and
leaned toward her, resting his head on her pillow-like breasts.
"Thanks, Mom."
	Randy smiled, feeling like Tommy was now, more than ever before,
a brother.  Geoff eased himself back into the recliner gingerly, like
his balls were sore from all the cum he had dumped.  Lance sat at the
opposite end of the sofa from his mother.  Lifting her foot out of his
way before placing it in his lap, he began to massage it out of habit.
It was something Sharon liked him to do for her.
	Gently rubbing Tommy's arm from his elbow to his shoulder, Anita
said, "A little while ago you said your sister ... uh, likes you to ...
uh,"
	"Fuck her?" Tommy said, gently rubbing Anita's right nipple with
his thumb.  "Yeah, she calls it makin' love.  When she's doing it with
Mom's boyfriends ... or Dad ... it's just sex.  But with me ... it's
love.  At least that's the way she sees it."
	"Do you ... have you ... told ... other people that you ..."
	"God no!  I mean, some of Mom's friend's know but ... like ...
nobody at school or anything.  That's why I'm so glad I was able to
tell you two."  Then rubbing his big toe along Lance's bare thigh, he
said, "... you three."
	Running the palm of her hand across Tommy's right nipple, she
slowly inched her way past his navel to his crotch.  She stopped just
shy of his cock to playfully scratch him there.
	Both Lance and Randy watched their mom playing with Tommy like
he was one of the family--their newly incestuous family--and both felt
a twinge of jealousy.
	"So you don't make a habit of ... discussing incest with others?"
	Geoff was glad Anita was asking him because he was beginning to
worry that their secret would somehow be revealed.
	"No."  Then twisting his head to look up into Anita's eyes, he
said, "And I won't say anything about you guys to anyone, either."
	Anita smiled, impressed with Tommy's ability to grasp the obvious.
	"But if you don't quit playin' with my pubes, I'm gonna bone up
and I'll have to fuck someone."
	"Me!" Randy offered.
	"Hey," Lance said, "I haven't had a piece of that ass, yet.  How
about if I fuck YOU and Mom can suck you off?"
	Tommy's eyes lighted up.  Looking at Anita again, he asked like a
Dickensian waif asking for more porridge, "Would you, please?"
	"If you promise to keep our little secret," Anita said playfully,
"I suppose I could suck your cock."
	Just hearing her say the words caused Tommy's dick to bone up.
	"I thinks that's a yes," Geoff said, smiling at the young boy's
ability to rapidly recover.  It had been less than an hour since his
last cum and he was already moving into position to have sex again.
	"If you promise to keep our little secret," Lance said, kneeling
on the couch behind Tommy as he got on all fours, "I'll invite you to
my wedding."
	"Hey!" Randy said, "I'm supposed to be the one to invite him.
He's MY best friend!"
	Sliding his cock easily into Tommy's butt tunnel, Lance said,
"The way this boy feels around my cock, he just might become MY best
friend."
	As Anita knelt on the floor, Lance pulled the impaled Tommy up
against his chest so Anita had access to his jewels.  At the same time
she began sucking Tommy's cock into her mouth, she began finger-fucking
herself.  Backing off Tommy momentarily, she said, "The way this boy
feels in my mouth, he just might become MY best friend."
	Seeing his mother was in need, Randy knee-walked up behind her.
"No fair!" Randy whined as he unceremoniously rammed his cock into his
mom's cunt, "He's MY friend!"
	"Honest!" Tommy said.  "You're gettin' married?"
	"Yep!"  Lance said, sliding his bone in and out of his little
brother's best friend's ass.
	Tommy asked, seriously, "Does she know you ... cheat on her?"
	Geoff snickered, knowing Sharon was the one who broadened his
sons' sexual escapades more than anyone.
	"Well, I can't divulge any secrets," Lance said mysteriously,
"but let's just say ... if she knew what I was doing right now, I might
get my ass paddled."
	"Really?" Tommy asked, trying to stay still so Lance could fuck
him but wanting to make fuck motions into Anita's mouth, too.
	All the while Geoff was watching Lance fuck Tommy, Randy fuck his
mother and Anita sucking her son's best friend, he was thinking about
Tommy's home life.  Even so, Geoff ran his palm slowly down the length
of his cum tube, gently pressing his cock into his belly to 'take the
pressure off.'  He thought  `I can't believe I'm hard again!  These
boys will kill me if I try to keep up with 'em but what the fuck, I'm
gonna try!'  Lifting himself out of his recliner, he knelt behind Randy
and plugged into his son as easily as a phone slips into a recharger.
	"Aaagh!" Randy shouted, startled by the unexpected impalement.
	"Unngh!" Anita mumbled around Tommy's cock, as she felt her son's
thrusts take on more urgency.
	"Oh, fuck, gonna blow," Tommy wailed.  "Gonna cum in your mouth,
Mom!"
	"Oh, shit," Lance cried, "I can feel his ass choking my cock
every time he spurts!  God, that feels awesome!"
	Lance looked into Randy's eyes and thought, `I don't know how or
when ... or even IF it'll happen, but Randy knows it will have to be
something really special when I finally decide to fuck him.'
	Randy looked into Lance's eyes and smiled.  `This is just sex,'
Randy thought, a little envious of his best friend being fucked by
Lance.  `When WE do it, it'll be like making love ... like it was with
Dad and me the first time WE did it.'
	Anita was enjoying another orgasm as well.  Her pussy muscles
were sucking her son's cock like a mouth.  Moments later, Randy began
to spurt.
	"I feel it, too," Geoff said, looking at Lance.  "It's like a
fast-acting blood pressure cuff, isn't it?"
	At ages twelve and thirteen, Randy and Tommy had never
experienced getting their blood pressure taken, so the reference was
lost on THEM.  Lance, however, recalled the one time he had his taken
for his high school athletic physical and thought, `Damn, he's right!
It would be SO neat to have a cuff that went around your cock and
pulsated like an asshole as it spasms during a good cum!'  Then he
shouted, "Oh man!" and unloaded a scrotum full of jism up Tommy's ass.
"Sweet, little bro!"
	As Lance said, `bro' Tommy shot a glance at Randy to determine
his reaction.  Seeing Randy giving Lance a broad grin, Tommy knew he
was truly regarded as `family.'  When Lance started to pull out, Tommy
squeezed his ass muscle as hard as he could, stemming Lance's retreat.
	"Oh, fuck!  Let go!"
	"Want that last drop, too," Tommy said.  Then he said, "Bro."
Turning to Anita, he leaned forward and pecking her on the lips, he
said affectionately, "Thanks, Mom."
	"You're welcome, Son, but I think it's time we all went to bed.
Will you two behave?"
	Tommy looked at Randy and nodded.  Then shyly, he asked, "Can
we like ... do this again ... tomorrow?  It's the best night I've ever
had and ... I don't want to ever forget it."  After a slight pause,
like his was thinking, he added, "Miss Swisher says repetition is one
of the best ways to remember things."
	Geoff and Anita chuckled at Tommy's attempt to convince them they
should say yes.
	However, in a stern voice, Geoff said, "Only if you promise to
tell us more about that voyeuristic tendency you have for MRS. Swisher."

To be continued.

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