Date: Sun, 8 Oct 2006 06:22:51 -0700 (PDT) From: LivingNude Subject: Web Cam Wet Dreams Chapter 9 (Bisexual Incest) I know it has been a while since I wrote anything and I'm sorry about that. You need to understand that I am on the cusp of poverty. When my computer met its demise it was difficult for me to replace it and then I had to know I was financially secure enough to afford the Internet again. I guess no matter how wealthy someone is hard times must fall on all of us now and then. It may not be about money, but I believe in nature and struggles are an important aspect for a healthy life. Anyway, for now at least the bitch is back and I am going to strive to not only finish some of my work, but also come up with some even better stories for you to read. Just be sure to keep your mouse free of Vaseline. It screws up your mouse's balls. Web Cam Wet Dreams By Boy Trainer Chapter 9 Picking Up Strays I knew that knock. I knew it had to be Nakita on his break just as I had instructed him. Still I looked through the peephole to be sure and yes it was Nakita, but I caught a glimpse of someone moving around behind him. "Quick!" I hissed at the others. Get something on. As they rushed off to get decent I shouted. "Just a minute!" Then I too ran into the bedroom to find something. Pete's discarded boxers would have to do cause there was nothing else. My imagination was running wild at that point. Could it me a cop at the door? Was it the hotel manager? I just didn't know, but after the way I had been acting, I was expecting some kind of hammer to fall and right on my foot. (Good thing I'm a kid though.) I thought to myself. Nonetheless I knew trouble was brewing. Pete and our sisters were like trapped mice. They were bumping into each other trying to fix themselves. "Calm down!" I hushed them. "You guys just stay in here and I'll go see what's up." Wearing only a pair of boxers, which I never cared for much I closed the bedroom door behind me and opened the hall door. There stood Nakita with a sheepish, but serious look on his face. Behind him was a big burly woman holding him by the back of his shirt collar. She looked me up and down with a scowl and practically threw Nakita in almost bowling me over with his body. "So..." She barked. "You are the boy who killed my son?" I couldn't help but notice the way she clicked her lips with every word she spoke. It was like her lips had a layer of glue on them and she had to pry them apart to speak. "What do you mean?" I asked shaking like a scared puppy. "Nakita. My son tells me that he like boys now. My son is dead to me now. Here this body belongs to you. Do as you wish." Then off she went leaving Nakita standing there looking lost to the world. "What the hell did you do?" I stammered after she was gone. "I told my mother. I wanted to be open with my family like you are with yours." He shook. "Did not work the way I hoped. Now I don't know what to do. I cannot go home anymore. I should just kill myself." Then he slid his index finger across his neck. "Well come in and sit down." I said while the others came out of the bedroom obviously knowing what just happened. When Nakita sat down all of his emotions came rushing out. He just sat there with his face in his open hands and cried. I figured it would be best to just let him cry for a while, so I picked up a box of tissue and held it before him. "Here." I said. He snatched up a few tissues and again pushed his whole face in his tissue-covered hands just balling like a baby. "What am I going to do? I have no home, no family. I am alone!" He sobbed freely. I felt real pity for him and fear like I had never felt before. I could not escape the fact that I had caused all of this through the monster I had become. I never thought for a second that anything like this could happen, but then again I just never thought. I just let things happen like I was in a daze or dreaming. We were all huddled around him. Me sitting on the coffee table, Pete sitting next to him and the girls standing behind him both of them rubbing his shoulders when suddenly our parents came in from the hall laughing and giggling, till they saw us that is. "What's going on?" Mark asked. After we explained in fumbling words what happened my dad asked Nakita. "Where is your mother?" "In laundry room." "She works here?" My mom asked. "Yes." "How can we go talk to her?" Mom asked. "We'll be the ones in trouble." Dad thought for a moment and then perked up. "Somehow I don't think so." He said with an evil grin. "Nakita, does your mother have a green card?" "A what?" He asked perplexed. "Thought so." Then he turned and walked out of the room followed by the rest of our very confused looking parents. "Russia isn't an asylum nation anymore. It's like Mexico." About an agonizing hour later they all came back, once again laughing and giggling. "Well, it's all taken care of." Dad said clapping his hands as if he had just repaired the toaster. "What is?" I asked. "What happened?" Pete questioned. "Nakita is now a part of our family." Mom said and knelt down in front of him. "Would you like to live with us?" She asked him. "Live with you?" "Yes." Dad answered with a smile. "You're going to come with us to Disney World with us and then live with us permanently." Confused as hell Nakita pondered and then stammered. "I'm sorry, my English is ok a little, but... Huh?" Nobody acknowledged him as even being in the room. We kids all just jumped around and hollered in giddy glee. Amongst all the jubilations everyone was expressing my dad and mom both looked at me with sharp eyes and I knew I wasn't out of the woods yet. "And you!" Dad jolted while pointing directly at my chest. "Nakita is now your personal responsibility. If he gets out of line in any way it's all on you." "What do you mean?" I asked really confused. "Just as if you brought home a stray dog, Nakita belongs to you. He's your property." Then dad leaned down and lifted Nakita's chin with is finger to look him directly in the eyes. "You understand that Nakita? You don't have a green card either, so you are in the country illegally. That means that if you want to stay here, you have to do everything Aaron tells you to do. You belong to him now. Do you agree to that?" It took a moment for what my dad was saying to sink in. That meaning not only Nakita, but me and I would guess all of us kids. I had to really think about it. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? People didn't belong to other people, did they? "Wait a minute." Pete interrupted. "I mean this ain't fair. Why does Steven get to own him? ... I mean it was both of us who..." He stopped short his comments. He wasn't used to our newfound openness. "That is true." Mark injected. "They did discover him together. Then Mark walked up to my dad and putting his arm around his waist as if my dad was his girlfriend he gently pulled him close. My dad looked in his eyes they way I fine that Pete and I often do and then dad gave Mark a quick kiss on the lips. "You're right." Dad turned to us still cuddling with mark and said. "It seems that our two families have become more than just friends and neighbors. We have a lot to sort out, but for now Nakita belongs to both of you boys." "Alright!" Pete shouted and jumped with his triumphant fist in the air. I have to admit my nose was more than a little out of joint at that moment, but then I realized that Pete was happy and that made me just as happy. My dad leaned in for another kiss, but cut it off midstream. "We'll give it a couple months and then we'll report her to the INS." Mark giggled and said. "We'll report this hotel." Then they both dove in for a hell of a kiss.