Date: Thu, 24 Mar 2011 22:30:36 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Delta Cubed 14

Delta Cubed
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


14:  Everyone Matures


The last time I saw Mary was several months after we returned from Canada.
I went to the bathroom.  When I came out Mary and Wilson were both lying on
the bed kissing, Gerald had gone off some place.  He was on his back and
she had one leg thrown over him with her robe wide open.

A little surprised, I said, "I guess that leaves me the odd man out" to
which she replied, "You stay put.  Do you think I'm not woman enough to
handle both of you?"

"Ya bro, you got to join us."

That was all the coaxing I needed.  In seconds I was out of my clothes and
on the bed with Mary and Wilson.  With my stomach to her back, I started
kissing her neck while slowly moving my hand down her stomach.  My cock was
hard between her legs.  Meanwhile, Wilson was licking and caressing her
breasts.  Mary had Wilson's rock hard dick out of his jeans and was
stroking it with her hand.  I found myself fixated on his engorged manhood.

As Mary licked Wilson's chest and slowly ran her tongue down his stomach I
found her pussy and pressed myself inside her.  She was so hot and moist I
almost came right then.  I started fucking her pressing my pelvic bone
tight against her soft ass then pulling out until only my helmet remained
inside her, then all the way back in.  Mary was moaning and by now was
going down on Wilson fast and hard.  I was amazed watching as her lips went
almost to his balls with each down stroke.  I could tell by the look on
Wilson's face that he was about to blow his load into Mary's welcome mouth.
Bucking he grunted in spasms.  As he relaxed I could see a trickle of semen
dripping from Mary's mouth as she licked him clean.  With that I unloaded
my seed deep inside her.  Mary turned to me and with a smile kissed me,
forcing her tongue deep in my mouth.  Her mouth was still filled with
creamy salty cum.

"Does it taste good?" she asked.

"It always does, real good."

Next it was Mary's turn.  Wilson and I took turns at eating her pussy and
licking her huge tits.  She was moaning so loud I knew anyone in the next
room would hear her.  Finally she screamed in an orgasm that seemed to last
forever.  The three of us collapsed in a pile of human flesh.  Mary was on
her back and my head was resting on her neatly trimmed mound.  Wilson still
had his mouth on Mary's breast and his cock was just inches from my face.

After a few minutes, Wilson's cock was hard again, dam these kids are fast,
I though.  Mary took my hand and placed it on him.  I hesitated at first
but the look on his face told me he wanted it, and she must be tuned on by
us anyway.  I started stroking him until a drop of pre-cum came to the tip
of his velvety head.  I licked it and savored the taste.  Then I started
licking his shaft from top to bottom, gently washing his balls with my
tongue.  I knew I was doing it right because he was moaning and starting to
gyrate his hips.  Then I put my lips over his head and took him as for as I
could into my mouth, right to the root, continuing to massage his balls
while I sucked his shaft.  Having a dick in my mouth was so arousing I felt
like I would come on the sheets.  Mary must have read my mind because she
started washing my cock with her tongue and sucking me like she was
starving for my cum.  I couldn't hold it any longer and came deep in her
throat.  By then Wilson was pushing down on the back of my head.

Gerald did not have a steady girl as far as I knew but he didn't need one
either.  He was ready and able to take care of any female needs he
encountered.  I figured he was likely to choose a bisexual with a gay bias,
when he got older.  While he was willing and able to service any of our
family women he was obviously more confortable with the men.  He was a
natural bottom who thought nothing was better then a big cock up his ass.
Fred confided in me that Jim and his current lover had been known to keep
Gerald occupied for two days at a time.  Gerald seemed normal but Jim could
hardley walk by the end.

Mary and Wilson had some kind of falling out.  I never quite knew what it
was about.  Sex aside I liked her and was a bit sad about it.  Wilson never
talked about her much after that.

Wilson still had at least a year of high school to complete.  He was intent
on doing a fine arts degree at UW and live in the Delta House.  Us four
were applying to graduate schools all over the place.  It looked like the
Alexes would stay at UW until Alexandria finished her MD and Alex an MS and
PhD.  Judy and I would go someplace like Northwestern, Indiana or perhaps
UK.  I was going straight on for a PhD and Judy a fine arts MS.  It will be
hard to brake up our family but we must all go out into the world.  We go
with absolute confidence that not only can and will we make our way but we
go with the love and support of them all.

I never have come to a full understanding of why we humans do what we do
quite the way we do it.  I know I am loved by many and in many different
ways.  I have a multitude of friends too.

How I ever got to where I am is not even clear.  I know all along with way
I have had help.  Judy and I know we have a sacred trust between ourselves
and the Delta Cubes.  Nothing has or will ever be said but you just know
it.  That trust is not something defined.  It is simply giving back in
recogniton of what you have been given.

It is not so much to the Delta's either.  It is to the wider society.  We
do not know what that giving is either.  We just know it is what you need
to do when you see a need to do it.  I had a long talk with Tom Anderson
about it.  He told me a lot of his story and I told him a lot of mine.  I
was hopping his philosophy background would be help.  I think is was and
will be in the future.

The bottom line I guess is each of us has to do that which we are most
comfortable doing in life.  We need to be open and as scientists skeptical
of everything.  Most of all we must be true to oursleves in every possible
way.

The Philosophy of Science is clear and leaves little doubt about how
science is to be done.  That said, it offers little or no help for those
part of life that are not science based.  Values for example are not
something the P of S can even begin to address.  It is truly amoral and the
associated ethics are clear but restricted.

The Scientist is then obligated to look elsewhere for personal moral and
ethical guidance.  I know I learned most of this philosophy stuff years
ago.  It was Hume's dialogues of natural religion that convinced me to turn
away from the organized churches and look more toward humanism.  One of my
brothers explained Kant to me and that is how I have lived ever since.

Wilson's voice has settled into the tenor range.  He still sings and is
improving all the time now.  He is also quite a strong visual artist too. I
don't know if he will become a composer or poet.