Date: Sat, 28 Jun 2014 00:16:06 -0500
From: Chris Moon <moonchris6@gmail.com>
Subject: The American Family: Chapter 1

This story is fictional. It contains sexual situations between members of
the same sex, opposite sex, and within the same family. All of the
characters you read about eventually play a role in the story, in
situations with most other characters. There is a plot, though it creeps in
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The American Family
Chapter 1: Baseball


Mitch threw his baseball glove hard into the back seat as he climbed into
the car. "I hate baseball!" he said, trying to hold back tears.


"Honey, you're 9 years old. You can't expect to play baseball and never
make a mistake." said Shawna, his mom, as she pulled out of the ball field
parking lot. She had signed him up last month at his own insistence. He was
so excited to be playing ball with all the other kids, but his struggles,
and the way he reacted to them, were starting to worry her more and more.


"Mom! I struck out twice, and when the ball was hit to me it went by me
every time. I play in right field. I'm the WORST kid on the whole stupid
team!"


She caressed the back of his neck. "Baby, there was that one time that you
hit the ball. You're getting better, you really are!"


"Yeah, right to the pitcher. I'm an easy out every time"


"You know what? I'm going to send you to be with your uncle Ivan. He played
minor league baseball for 3 years. He'll get you hitting the ball and
catching it too." Shawna said this before really giving it too much
thought. Her brother Ivan's lifestyle was mysterious to her and it caused
her great worry thinking of her son there. He always talked about nudism as
a teenager. She never knew if he was serious about it. Then he met his
wife, Alanna, and she thought he'd settle down some. Only then they were
always going to these weekend retreats all over Minnesota, Illinois and
other areas in the midwest. Even after having the twins, Becca and Melanie,
they don't seem to have settled down much. Twins whom, by the way, don't
really look much like Ivan. Not to mention that twins didn't run in their
family. Were they nudists? Were they... more than nudists? Like an open
marriage?


"I can really go live with uncle Ivan and aunt Alanna?" Mitch said, his
mood suddenly brightening. "For how long?"


"Let me talk to you father. Maybe a couple weeks. That will let your sister
off the hook from watching you."


Mitch was sick of his sister, Erin, watching him. She didn't really "watch"
him. At 13, she was always on the phone, watching tv, using her iPad, just
about anything but watching him. He usually told her he was going to a
friend's house, she'd nod, and then he'd leave for the day.


They arrived home, Shawna happy that her little boy had cheered up on the
short drive from the ball park. "Run upstairs and get ready for dinner. Go
shower, you're all dusty." she said.


Mitch grabbed his glove and bat and headed upstairs. His baseball failures
forgotten, he was thinking about the idea of living with uncle Ivan and
aunt Alanna. He once spent the weekend there over the winter, and walked in
on them having sex. Fucking it was called. They were doing it in the den,
and Ivan heard him walk in and turned his head and their eyes met. Uncle
Ivan just smiled and went back to fucking Aunt Alanna, who didn't even know
he'd walked in on them. Mitch remembered Ivan's strong muscular ass cheeks
and the balls and the bottom part of his dick shaft as it drilled into his
aunt. His own dick started to get hard, which only happened a couple times
before that, but ever since that day, it's been happening every day.


Mitch was still thinking about his Uncle and Aunt fucking when he got to
the bathroom door, which was just a couple inches ajar. That's odd, he
thought. It's usually either opened or closed. He paused before entering,
and heard his sister Erin on the phone. He cracked open the door and could
see her bare legs as she sat on the toilet.


"... I know, Sherri!" (Ah, she was talking to her friend with the bigger
boobs, whose nipples were always sticking out of her shirt). "No, I'm
telling you, he saw me do it! We were laying in the perfect spot on the
beach. He was on his stomach down closer to the water, and you and I were
on our back further up. I looked down and saw him looking at us. So I
pulled aside my bikini bottoms to show him my pussy, and I'm telling you,
his head jerked up. He had on the sunglasses, but he definitely saw my
pussy. He probably even saw the juices. I was so wet!"


Who was she talking about? Who saw her? He quietly pushed the door open a
couple more inches and saw thighs and bare ass on the toilet. He could just
see her pussy, right below her flat tummy, not a hair on it (some of his
friends already had hairs on their dicks -- so why doesn't Eric? She's 4
years older). She had two fingers rubbing up and down on her pussy, and her
hips were slowly moving back and forth on the toilet seat.


"Just thinking about it now Sherri, I'm playing with my pussy. It's really
wet again. I so want to lose my cherry. I would love for Todd to do it..."


Todd! Could it be Todd Baker? He's a senior in high school, linebacker on
the football team! He's 18 years old! Mitch's dick had swelled watching his
sister touch her pussy and listening to her talk about Todd.


"I can't believe how tight his body is and those muscles! I wonder how big
his dick is?" Silence. "You did? Your dad's? Oh my god, I love your dad, he
is so sexy for an older guy! What did it look like?"


Mitch pushed the door open a bit more, but this time it squeaked. He froze,
but Erin heard it, and looked over. "Mitch! What the fuck!!"


Mitch bolted back into his bedroom and slammed the door behind him. His
dick had gone soft as he thought of the trouble he would be in. He couldn't
get the image of his sister out of his head. Her tan skin, thin thighs, and
red pussy lips. He wondered what her boobs looked like. They were small,
way smaller than her friend Sherri's. He started thinking about what her
nipples must look like---


Bang! Bang! Fists on his door. "Mitch, open the door! NOW!"


He unlocked it and she came in and closed it behind her. "What the fuck
were you doing? What did you see?"


"I didn't see hardly anything! I was supposed to take a shower, Mom told me
to."


"Hardly nothing huh?" Erin stared at him for a few seconds and no words
were spoken. Then a different look came over her face.


"Mitch, what do you know about girls? Have you seen a pussy? Do you even
know what a pussy is?"


"Gross! I don't care what it is, just get out of my room." She sat on his
bed next to him and seemed to be considering something.


"Mitch, I know dad hasn't given you The Talk yet. So I'm going to, and now
is a good time."


Mitch was a little scared about what was happening now, but his thoughts
kept going back to seeing Erin on the toilet, seeing her play with her
pussy. He'd never seen a pussy that close before. "Listen," Erin
continued. "We're going to have a talk about stuff. You can NEVER tell mom
or dad, or they'd kill us both! I will show you a few things, but you can't
touch me."


With that, she stood up and motioned for him to do the same. "Take off your
shirt, little bro". He paused, then realizing she was not mad or tricking
him, he relaxed and took it off. "You have small nipples. Most guys
do. Have you ever played with them?"


He shook his head.


"Let's start with that. But just to be fair, I'm going to take off my shirt
and bra. Remember, you cannot touch me, but I will probably touch you to
teach you." She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, staring at his eyes, which
were staring at her chest. His dick was rock hard in his baseball pants
again. Her shirt came off and the tiny training bra was all that covered
her little boobs. She grabbed the bottom of it and pulled it over her
head. And there they were. Mitch's first look at real tits up close. They
were small, cone shaped with nipples that covered most of the boob. They
reminded him of mountains that you see in paintings with the snow that
covers about half way down. Only these were much much smaller!


She continued. "Now Mitch, nipples on a girl are usually very
sensitive. Sometimes they are for a guy too. Let's find out for you." She
stepped close to him and with her fingers gently rubbed over and around his
nipples. Shots of electricity went from his nipples to his little dick,
down to his feet and back up again. His knees got weak. She laughed. "I see
they are sensitive for you too! That's great!" She bent down and flicked
her tongue on his nipples, causing a sensation in Mitch unlike any he ever
thought possible. He felt butterflies in his stomach and a swirling in his
dick, like he had to pee, only he knew he didn't. Without thinking, he
reached up and squeezed one of her nipples with his thumb and 2 fingers.


"Mitch! I said you cannot touch me!" He put his hands down, and she went
back to swirling his nipples with her tongue. Looking down, she said, "I
see from your dick that you are really enjoying this. Do you have any
questions?"


"Why does it feel so good? What is happening to my dick? It feels really
funny and kinda hurts, but feels good at the same time!"


"Everybody loves being touched," she said. "Your body is enjoying the
attention I'm giving it. Let's continue with our education session." Her
formality made Mitch smile. He also smelled something strange in the air,
but couldn't place it. She knelt down before him and started to undo his
baseball pants. Startled, he stepped back.


"You're going to see my thi-- I mean, my dick. I can't let you see that!"


"Okay," she said and got up. "I'll see you at dinner then."


"No wait, I guess it's ok. Please don't stop. I'm just a little scared." he
said.


She walked over to him and put her hands on his shoulders. "Listen Mitch,"
she said, all serious. "I know we fight a lot. All brothers and sisters
do. But when push comes to shove, I really do love you. I'll protect you
when anybody picks on you, and I'll take care of you if you need me
to. You're my baby brother. I've always thought you were adorable, since
you were a little baby. I used to play with your little wee wee. That's
what we called it. Once when you were 3, and mom wasn't looking, I licked
it. Anyway, that's another story. The point is, I'm not going to hurt
you. Try to not be scared. Everybody goes through this when they first
learn stuff."


"How do you know so much about all this?" he asked.


"The internet! Dork. Me and Sherri have seen lots of stuff. Plus Unc---"
she stopped herself. "Well, the internet is where I learned just about
everything."


With that, she gave him a hug, and he felt her bare boobs against his upper
chest. His dick was like steel now, and he felt dizzy.


She gave him a kiss on the cheek and went back down to her knees. Picking
up where she left off, she slowly inched his tight baseball pants down,
first one side, then the other, back and forth. They came down to his
ankles finally, and he stood there with his underwear tightly covering his
hard dick. She looked up into his eyes as she hooked her fingers under the
waistband and slowly pulled down. When they were lowered, his little dick
sprung back up and slapped against his belly. She sat back on her heels and
just stared at it. He picked up a sense of awe on her part. Had she ever
seen one? What happened between her and..... Uncle Ivan? He didn't dare
break the spell of the moment by asking any questions.


"This here is your dick," she said without touching him. "Or your cock. I
like the word dick. Cock is gross and reminds me of roosters. That's
stupid. I don't know many other names for it, but I guess there are a
bunch. Below your dick are your balls." Here she paused for a long
moment. It was like she was willing up the courage to continue. "I'm going
to touch you now," she said, and simultaneously slid one hand into her own
skirt while grasping his tiny dick with thumb and forefinger. She started
rubbing her pussy, just like she did in the bathroom. "You're small now,
but don't worry, you'll grow bigger when you're older."


Mitch barely heard this, the effect of her fingers on his dick were
overwhelming. His eyes rolled back into the back of his head and he started
to moan loudly. "Quiet!" she said. "You don't want Mom walking in on us!"
He somehow got his vocals under control but was still breathing unsteadily
and hard. His voice emitted the occasional grunt, as though he were the
quietest Santa Claus in the world "ho.... uh... ho..."


"Erin." he said shakily. "What.... about.... you?" Erin didn't appear to
hear him, her eyes so focused on his little 4 inch dick. "Erin?"


Finally her head snapped up. "Oh yes," she said. "That's right. Fair is
fair." She reluctantly let go of his cocklet and stood up. She unzipped her
skirt in the back and quickly slid it down, more quickly than he wanted her
to. She was there in her little girl panties. She looked at his eyes,
smiled, and pulled them down just as quickly. Mitch's jaw dropped open as
he stared at her hairless slit. Her legs were together so it looked like an
artist had simply drawn a little line on her body just above where her legs
met her hips, and the line continued out of sight between her
legs. Something inside him wanted to beg her to spread her legs so he could
see more. But he just stared, dumbfounded at this new treasure before him.


She broke his reverie. "Let's get on the bed, Mitch. Here, I want us to sit
cross legs, like indian style."


"We don't call it that anymore."


She rolled her eyes as they got into position, knees an inch apart on
either side of them, facing each other. "Now here's what's going to
happen. I'm going to try and give you an orgasm. I've, um, never done this
before, not like this anyhow, but I don't know if you're old enough to have
one."


"Orgasm?"


"Yes, it's when you cum. Your body tightens up and it's the best feeling in
the world. You'll see."


"Do girls have them too?" he asked.


"Oh yes, we definitely do! They're the best thing ever!"


With that she grasped his dick with 2 fingers again, and started to stroke
it up and down, pulling the skin up and almost over his cock head, which
was difficult as it was very tight. The reaction was immediate. Mitch's
body stiffened and felt better than he ever had before. The electricity ran
through him up and down his body. He wiggled his ass and pumped his hips,
causing his entire body to shift slightly toward her, and their knees
touched. She stopped briefly but then continued.


"Oh god," he panted, his eyes squeezing shut.


"You're allowed to swear with me," she said. "It usually makes it even
better."


"Oh. Okay. ... Fu- Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." This was new, as he tried it on for
size. "Ohhh, fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckity fuck!"


She grinned. "I'm not sure you even know that word means," but he was not
listening anymore. Suddenly, both his hands reached forward and grabbed her
legs just above the knee. She stopped stroking him, and he quickly lifted
his hands, opened his eyes, and she stroked him some more. After a second,
he put his hands back on her legs and this time she didn't stop.


He was entering another world, one in which his dick was in complete
control, where his entire body revolved around his dick, and the feelings
there, like the planets around the sun. It felt like a volcano must feel
when the lava starts to make its way to the top.


His fingers alternately squeezed and relaxed, eventually causing his hands
to inch their way up Erin's slim smooth thighs. He opened his eyes to look
where they were and saw her rubbing her own pussy, almost violently. He
thought, how can I be so wrapped in my feelings and ignore looking at her
pussy!?? So he stared at it, again his fingers reflexively tightening like
a kitten as it sucks the milk from the mother cat's teat. Slowly inching
closer and closer to those flaming red pussy lips. Meanwhile, his own body
was starting to feel different somehow. Something was happening.


Erin said, "Mitch, watch your hands, remember you can't tou-- Ohhhh
fuuuuuck..." He didn't know why she stopped speaking, but looking down he
saw her grab his hand and pull it onto her wet leaking pussy, her own hand
covering his and holding it tightly against her mound. This drove Mitch to
the stratosphere, and seemed to have the same effect on her, as he watched
her entire body tense up. Her grip on his dick tightened and he somehow
knew he was passing a threshold never before experienced.


A gutteral groan came from Erins body and his at the same time. She found
two of his fingers and shoved them into her pussy while pressing down his
hand onto her mound, almost to the point of causing him pain, if he weren't
so focused on his own feelings.


This was the "orgasm" she mentioned, he knew it had to be. His entire body
went stiff and started to shudder as his eyes squeezed tight. Together
brother and sister shook as one as his hand caused jolts to her pussy,
which caused her jerking hand to jolt on his cock and the cycle continued.


After what seemed like a near death experience, they both exhaled loudly
and collapsed forward, each forehead hitting it's siblings shoulder.
Panting heavily, they were silent. Each had a hand on the other's genitals
still, and each subtle movement they made caused the other to experience
another jolt.


Finally she looked at his eyes and said, "Just as I thought. No cum."


"Cum?" he said?


"Another time, baby bro. We'll talk about that another time. Are you
hungry? Cuz mom's calling for us."


"Starving," he said. "Fucking starving."


====End of chapter 1====

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