24 January 2022

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That's not how it should work

Just no. Hell no. Crap.

I learned something new today. I learned that the person nominated to be the UN Secretary General does not have to want the job. I don't know what idiot wrote the charter but if you're the ambassador and get elected to the role, you are expected to serve.

Shit.

Oh I am passionate about my role but come on. Did no one notice I am 9? Realistically, though, it might be the reason they nominated me. The world is finally understanding that the adults in the room are not doing shit.

As the saying goes shit or get off the pot. Who the heck came up with that? What a disgusting mental image.

I am rambling.

I am also unopposed.

It is my fourth day here. I still get lost on my way to the bathroom. Yesterday one of the security officers forced me to go with him to their office so they could find my parents. My Chief of Staff had to come get me. I won't forget my badge when I go to the bathroom again. I get that it is weird but Carlina was even younger than me.

I suspect it happened to her. too. Now I am curious. I texted her to ask.

Cannot stop laughing. Always have your badge. Congrats, Mr. Secretary

Shit.

Do I need to repeat that? It made sense. Cassie was going to med school. NYU is an outstanding school. It is near the UN.

Ergo. I am the UN ambassador.

Ergo. What a fun word. Ergo, ergo, ergo. The next time I get off with Cassie, I'm yelling ergo. Hey, I'm 9.

The election is in about ten minutes. I plan on abstaining which I am told is appropriate. Thank goodness I have a fantastic and experienced staff.

Fourth freaking day.

I'm heading out to the main meeting room for the vote now. The first few days I dressed business casual. Today I am in a suit. A very nice suit. Cassie likes me in my suit. She showed me that just this morning.

Good thing I own more than one suit. This is the fourth one I put on today.

I'm running late and having to hurry. I got lost. I passed a different guard and he told me to slow down. It took all my composure to not flip him off, particularly when he called me little boy. I noticed his name tag. Neil. I'd chat with Neil but I'm in a hurry. I walked in at the top of the room and went down the stairs to the front. I sit with the security council.

Did anyone mention we are permanent members now? Eleven is a tie breaker, right?

As soon as I entered the room someone started clapping. I don't know why. I missed the reason, but it really took off and suddenly the entire room was giving someone a standing ovation. What the hell did I miss? There was nothing else on my calendar.

Oh.

Oh no.

They're clapping for me. Ah man.

Can I go back to Nebraska?

Nah. It is cool. Just first week jitters. Happens all the time. Surely I'm not the first Secretary General that needs a stool. A tall stool.

Although I am in a growth spurt. It is a little embarrassing though. I lost a tooth last night. Left front. Right in the middle.

It is kind of obvious.

The tooth fairy came last night although our rituals are a little bit different.

Our tooth fairy wears really sheer and really skimpy lingerie and rewards you with an incredible blowjob before letting you fuck her. Now you're imagining Cassie, all sexy and shit, and yes, Cassie was an active participant, but she was not the tooth fairy.

Leslie was. Leslie, Cassie, and me. Until late at night.

When Hunter and Hallie joined us.

I'm freaking exhausted. I do have such a caring family to follow through on all the rituals.

Finally everyone sat down, and the meeting was called to order. Just as it was, someone came up behind me. I turned around.

Cassie, with Lindy. She pointed up to the top of the room.

Damn. The entire family. Dad waved wildly.

That was embarrassing. Mom was worse. Her whistle would peel paint.

"Sit down and be quiet," I thought to them both.

Mom let out one more whistle and quieted down. Our monarchy sometimes lapses from the professional. The outgoing Secretary General stood and said a bunch of useless words. I'm going to be pithy.

Oh look it up. It is the perfect word.

Since I was the only candidate, they took a voice vote.

I stayed quiet. I learned a couple things. The vote was unanimous and the ambassador from Uruguay can whistle louder than Mom.

Why I found that important I don't know. They waved me to the stage.

"We are supposed to go with you," whispered Cassie. "You're supposed to introduce your family."

Well now.

It will be interesting to see how this goes. Our family wasn't secret but there hasn't been a lot of information out there about me. The fact that I'm married with a child was going to be new news to some. Let's see how that goes down. I turned to Cassie and lifted Lindy out of her baby carrier. Cassie took the carrier off and left it on my desk. Damn. I am a lucky man. Cassie is wearing a simple sheath dress in a very dark purple.

She looks amazing. Then again she always does. If we were home, it would have been her fourth or fifth dress.

Get it?

I held Lindy in my left arm and took Cassie's hand and we walked up onto the stage.

Where the podium was taller than I am. Luckily they'd left a lav mic, so I quickly clipped it on. I prefer to walk and talk anyway. We went out to what was essentially center stage.

"Before I do anything, I am going to start with the most important two people in my life and they're with me here on stage," I said. "This amazing woman next to me is my wife, Cassie. She is my soulmate and partner, and my life would not be complete without her. This little doll I am holding is our daughter, Lindy. To know that our child is literally a combination of us is breathtaking to me.

"I appreciate the support of everyone in this room, particularly Lindy's grandparents, Queen Amy and King Bob."

"You're going to pay for that," thought Cassie to me.

"Worth it," I thought back. Yes, you can laugh that way, too.

"As an ambassador, I represent my country, Dionysus. I am also proudly an American citizen. Dionysus is new to the world community and we are hopeful we are making a positive impact. As Secretary, I am committed to work for the benefit of the entire planet. We are all in this together. As my first official speech, I will also keep it short. For those of you that I have met, I thank you for your support. For those that I have not met, I hope to do so soon. My office door is always open.

"One last comment and this is directed at the ambassadors and their families. We are hosting a party this Saturday on the quad at NYU. Many of you are likely aware that my lovely bride is a medical student at NYU."

I left out the whole owns the university thing.

"Our family will be joining the party," I said, pointing to the back. Heads swiveled.

The crowd let out a little gasp. Not sure about who given the power of the people sitting against the back wall.

"It will start at 1100 and last as long as you want to stay. Ambassadors and their entire family are encouraged to attend. I strongly urge you to bring your kids and grandkids as it will be a family friendly event. Reach out to my office if you'd like us to have someone pick them up in your home country. As with all Dionysus events, it is shorts and swimsuit casual," I said.

"I do need you to bring your kids. After all, I need someone to play with," I added.

I left it there. Dad might be rubbing off on me, but I was a little bit serious. Yes, I have a big job and all.

But I'm still a kid.

Another freaking standing ovation. That was the end of business for the day, so we all headed back to my office.

Which was empty. Everything. Furniture. Everything. There was a janitor in the room vacuuming.

"Daw," I said. "What the heck is going on?"

Yes I knew his name. Come on.

"They moved you to the Secretary's suite. They do it during the vote," he said.

"Which would be awesome if I knew where it was," I said.

Carlina and Chris both said, "I do." That got them both a look from Daw, then recognition. He ran over and picked up Carlina in a big hug and then set her down and did the same to Chris. Both ended up laughing and just chattering away with Daw. I knew Daw. I think they knew Daw.

That's nice. Maybe just Chris. Carlina would have been too young. I'm sensing the fact that she is not too young anymore is running through both their heads. Later, guys.

You know she will. It will be life-changing for him.

Trust me.

"Lead the way," I said, and our little crew walked out. An elevator was involved.

Because the suite was most of the top floor. It seems ostentatious. We will work on that. The furniture was ugly, too.

There was a reception underway. I think I am the guest of honor. The outgoing Secretary came over.

"Did you get lost?" he asked. I nodded.

"Me too," he said. Yeah we laughed. He led me into my office. What used to be his office.

"As you know, I will continue as my country's ambassador. It has been an honor to hold this role and even more of an honor to pass the role to you. I am here to help in any way that I can," he said. "Your family is simply beautiful. You are a lucky man." Just then a young woman ran up screaming. She gave me a big hug and a kiss and then Cassie a hug and a kiss.

"I sense you may have met my daughter, Adriana," said Geraldo. I hadn't met him but I had met her. With Cassie. In a threesome. We were in Zazach, too.

"We met in Zazach. They were volunteers, too," said Adriana. "I'm so proud of you, Luke, and you too, Cassie. You own NYU!"

"I believe I might have missed something," said Geraldo.

"Dad," said Adriana. "For a famous global politician, you miss a lot. Cassie is in medical school at NYU. She also bought the university and the hospital system and is the president of both." Geraldo shook his head.

"I don't think I understand your culture," said Geraldo.

"Get used to it, Dad. I have the signatures and I'm running for President," said Adriana. Of Guatemala. Adriana is 11. She will likely win in a landslide. Geraldo just stood there, with his mouth open. For a while. He only caught himself when he was about to drool. He took a big breath.

"Congratulations," said Geraldo. "You have my vote."

"Thank you. Mom is my campaign manager," said Adriana.

"Of course," said Geraldo. He turned to us. "I was taught something by your sister, while she was President. She said I should roll with it more, particularly with Adriana. I am attempting to do so."

Adriana turned to us.

"Can you get me an intro with your sister? I could really use her ideas on how to pull this off," said Adriana. Well, sure. I thought to Chris and asked her to come over. She was here in less than 5 seconds.

"You must be Adriana," said Chris, holding out her hand. "I've heard so much about you. I saw that you reached the signature threshold. Congratulations on your candidacy. I came to offer my help in any way that I can. It cannot be financial, as that is illegal, but I am available as a strategic coach. Unpaid, of course, or that would also violate your law."

"What a kind offer," said Adriana. "And I will take you up on every bit of it." With that, the two of them drifted away.

"I am afraid I have lost my daughter," said Geraldo.

"Not at all," said Cassie. "Your daughter is destined to change the world. You are a critical part of her world."

"I have been toying with a difficult decision. I believe this may have made it for me. I believe I will retire from public life. I am a doctor by training. I would like to build a small practice," said Geraldo.

"As I recall, you live in the north part of Guatemala City?" said Cassie. How the fuck she knew that I don't know.

"Why, yes, I do," responded Geraldo. Just as he said it, Elena walked up. I can smell a setup. I'm guessing Cassie and Elena had just been burning up a conversation. In their heads.

"We planned this months ago," thought Cassie. "We knew we should." Just then Morgan walked up, too. We did the introductions.

"Am I being setup? The head of the Dionysus medical system and the head of Hayden?" asked Geraldo.

"Yes, you are," said Cassie. "The Guatemala health care system is a complete mess. It's moderately OK in the urban areas, but disastrous in rural areas. There are shortages of medications and vast shortages of medical professionals. Hayden would like to intervene and establish regional medical and nursing schools. We would also like to improve the rural facilities and bring in contract medical professionals until you can grow your own. We've established a $50 billion fund, to start. We'd like you to run it all."

"This is not spontaneous," said Geraldo, and Cassie laughed. I have no idea why Cassie was in charge, but Morgan and Elena just let her run with it.

"No, it is not," said Cassie. "We've prioritized locales where we would like to work. Where we can be effective. Much of that hinges on the leader. If you're interested, we will release the funding. If not, we'll continue our work in other countries and keep up a search for a potential leader in your country. Of course, if the person running the program happened to be the father of the President, their partnership could go far."

"You are not subtle in your extortion," said Geraldo, with a smile.

"We prefer to refer to them as bribes. That just seems less yucky than extortion," said Cassie. "Of course I am kidding. The circumstances are great, but if you're not ready, we understand."

"Tell me when and where I can start," he said. "I will require at least a month to close out my obligations."

"Nothing preventing us from planning a bit on the evenings and weekends. If you're OK with it, once you have announced your retirement, we'll announce your new role," said Cassie.

"Does our family home become a consulate?" asked Geraldo. Geraldo, you dog. Cassie smiled.

"That seems like a reasonable request," said Cassie. "I have Adriana's permission to share that she was hoping it would, too."

A lot of moaning going on. Even Elena and Morgan.

"You haven't met Adriana," I said. "Why are you moaning?"

"Oh, we've met her," said Elena, laughing. Geraldo looked at her. At Elena. With nothing less than lust. Then he switched to Morgan.

"You're imagining the three of us in bed naked," said Elena, smiling.

"I have added myself to the image," said Geraldo.

He shook my hand and disappeared out the door. With Morgan and Elena.

He was right, though. What he said earlier.

I am a lucky man. It felt like a good time to give Mom and Dad a hug. Which quickly became a hug-a-thon. We like to hug.

I have one huge advantage in this role. We are entering a period of positive revolution.

I'm serious. The major superpowers are getting along. China held elections. So did Russia. Things were changing. Even religious extremism is waning.

A good time to have the job. Our focus was going to be on pretty much everything we were already doing. Us. Dionysus.

Superpower remember?

WTAF. We're a damn superpower. The nerd from Florida is the king of a superpower. Wacko.

And I'm 9. And the Secretary General of the UN. Sometimes it freaks me out a little. Everything. The new family. Oh, I mean Mom and Dad, but also the new family with Cassie and Lindy. Not in a bad way, just in a modestly overwhelming way. Then I remember if I needed any help at all, the sky would darken with space planes from people there to help.

I usually get maudlin when I wake up in the night. Eventually, I cuddle against Cassie and fall back to sleep. The morning is my renewal, and all is good.

I'm a lucky young man.

He doesn't quite get it yet

He doesn't see himself through the same eyes we do. All of us. Not just me. Being his wife, I'm probably blind to his faults. Whatever they are. He's a good provider, a great father, and helping the world. He's my man, too.

But he doesn't quite get it. He feels like he has his job because I wanted to go to Med school. I suppose that's a little true, but he's missing the bigger picture. I could have gone to Med school in Athens. Our country, no, our world, needs Luke. They do. Now, in the end, I'm thrilled to be here and have my sister back. It's fucking amazing.

So is the fucking. No, it really is. The family is all coming to the party, remember? Gosh, they have a few days to kill. Now, Luke and I won't have all that much time. Between his job and my school and that whole owns the university thing, we're kind of busy. A new baby complicates it more, but we have Mark. He is truly awesome and both kids really love him. I'm not sure they're completely clear on the whole Mom, Dad, and Nanny thing. When your dad still wears clothes from the Target boy's department, things might get a little confusing.

Then again, it's not like I am that far out of a training bra. Well, except now, when they're milk filled. Cs cups, baby.

We're sexy though. We know it. I've still got a few pounds to lose and Nicolo has us all on a pretty hardass exercise program. Have you seen that boy? Or Nova, for that matter. Damn they're in good shape. We don't even see Nova that much since she's so busy with the schools.

OK, Nova and Nicolo climb into our bed a bit. Neither one of us complains. Skilled and sexy. Oh yeah.

I am rambling. It's early Saturday morning. I'm so used to my early hours that I'm up, sitting outside in the roof garden, having a cup of coffee by myself. I love our roof garden. It's a gorgeous day and it is supposed to be perfect for our party. Oh, Nova's up, too. We sit out here together pretty often.

When we don't strip off all our clothes and attack each other.

Which happens more often than not. Maybe not this morning. A long day. She came over and set down her coffee and gave me the nicest kiss.

Maybe we do have time. OK, I laughed, because she shook her head no.

"Nope," she said. "You have other plans right now. Go back to bed. Trust me."

I do, so I did. I walked into our bedroom and couldn't help but laugh. Luke was lying in the bed, on top of the comforter. He was stark naked, and the bed was covered with rose petals.

I apparently neglected to share something with Luke.

I started sneezing. I'm allergic to roses. I ran out of the room and he chased after me. I was having a sneezing fit. It's not dangerous, just uncomfortable.

He caught up to me in the hall.

"You're allergic to roses," he said, and I nodded. "Fuck. How did I not know that? I am so sorry."

We both stood there in the hall laughing. I dragged him into one of the other bedrooms and pushed him onto the bed. Roses or not, he is my sexy guy. I did a little striptease for him.

He likes it when I do that.

"Wait here," I said, running out of the room. I ran back upstairs and grabbed Nova's hand. Yes, still naked. She started laughing. We ran down the stairs and I thought to Nicolo.

"Be right there," he thought back.

Hey, if we were fucking, we were fucking. Why would we pass this up?

Why indeed. Did I mention Mark, Mindy, and Mila joined us?

Wow. Just wow. I have no idea how my thoughtful morning ruminations ended up with a train with Nova below me, but I am happy that it did.

We're cutting it a little close now. We're still not used to factoring in time to put on clothes. Do you know how many times I've left the house in Robertville naked? Me neither, but it was easily the majority.

We were going to be pretty informal. I was wearing a modest one-piece under a little wrap dress. I thought I looked OK. Luke's whistle when he saw me was certainly welcome. He was channeling Dad with his board shorts and Ron's Surf shop t-shirt. No mustard though.

Luke favors ketchup. Which stains more.

We had changes of clothes for us in the baby bag, too. Come on. We had big water slides, a giant slip n slide, and more that would get you wet. We were setting an example. We'd invited Mindy, Mark, and Lucas, of course, plus Nicolo and Nova. And Mila. Mila is fun.

Nova was going to be popular. Yes, yes, cute as hell, but I meant because of her job.

Cute as hell, too. Nicolo is not 4'4" with a 3-inch (8 cm) cock. He's 12. Think 5'6", a thick 5-inch uncut cock, and muscles. Then again, Nova is 11 and sports incredible A cups.

I'd do her. Again. Probably later today. Him too.

We're a fun family.

We put Lucas and Lindy in a double umbrella stroller and headed to campus. We were like a little parade with all the people attending. Everyone had met at our house and we were walking over together. Mom commandeered the stroller.

I am sure that surprises you. She has decided that Lucas can be her grandson too, or at least get the grandson treatment.

>From my 26-year-old mom. OK, technically Luke's mom, but I claim her too.

As we got near campus, we started to see people coming in that we knew. Some were from my job, so I knew them. Some were from the UN, so Luke knew them. He got a lot of hugs but then again, so did I. Now, the party is on the quad, but we have an open campus. We were pretty sure that neighborhood families were going to sneak in. So do you know what we did?

We bought more food and arranged more games. What the hell did you expect us to do? Bring in security with ion guns?

OK, we did do that, but they were more subtle than that. They were just party goers. The guns are so miniaturized now that they were easy to hide. The women all had earrings. Yep. The men had a ring or an earring.

They're a fun group, too. Oops. Discretion.

There was one time with Della and Leslie in a helicopter...

The party spilled onto the athletic fields, which worked well. Somehow, and I admit I can't figure out how, there was a swimming pool sitting on top of one of the soccer practice fields. A full-size field. The pool filled it, with a huge surround with lounges. Well, this is a consulate now, but we didn't expect anyone to go there today.

Would they?

I'll come back to the story.

OK, maybe a little mean

Remember Neil, the guard that called me little boy? I didn't like it. I didn't hate it either, since I am young and technically it fits. I just think Neil needs to see more young people in more responsible positions.

So I invited him up to my office suite for coffee. I admit, I pulled the worst B movie stunt there can be. I'd sent the message that the new Secretary wanted to meet with him. Carly ushered him in, and I was sitting in my giant ass office chair, facing away. I'm small. This chair is the size of a mountain.

Then I did the dramatic spin. You can hear the background music crescendo.

It would have gone better if I hadn't overshot and had to spin a bit back. I did just in time for his reaction to go from curiosity to recognition. I hopped down from my chair. Yeah, yeah, my feet don't actually touch the ground and the adjuster is broken. I walked around and stuck out my hand. He looked confused but shook it. A nice strong handshake. I value that.

"My name is Luke," I said, waving him over to the couch. "I'm pretty new here and the new secretary general, so I'm trying to meet some people and get to know a little about them. Coffee?"

I have one of those fancy little coffee carts. Me. A coffee cart. He shook his head no, so I fixed myself a cup and sat down. I had used my World's greatest Dad mug, which clearly confused him.

"I'll go first," I said. "I'm the new ambassador from Dionysus. I'm the fifth child of the Royal family, but originally from Nebraska. I'm happily married to the love of my life, Cassie, and we have a cute little three-month-old daughter, Lindy. How about you? You don't have to share anything about your family if you'd prefer not to."

I waited and he finally just ran with it. Points for that, Neil.

"My name is Neil," he said. "I've been here for three years, working part-time, while I finish my law degree at NYU. But before I go on, I apologize for calling you out. I had no idea. Honestly, I would have done it even if I'd known you were an ambassador, because that floor is often slippery, and I've seen people fall. I shouldn't have called you little boy."

I laughed. He is so genuine. I expected to school him, but he's just nice.

"I am, in actual fact, a little boy," I said. "I admit, I called you up because of that, but really only to let you see a young man that is in a position of responsibility in a different way. You're not in trouble. Just the opposite, in fact. Thanks for letting me know. I could have gotten hurt. At least I didn't flip you off like I wanted to."

Which is why Carly came in to us laughing. She sat down, too. Don't know why. She doesn't either, most likely, but she knows she should be here. She hopped up and got a cup of coffee while Neil continued.

"I'm married, too, and my wife is in the nursing school," he said. "We have a four-month-old boy but are blessed that my wife's wonderful Mom helps us out by babysitting."

"Is your mother-in-law as overwhelming as my mom?" I asked. It took him a minute to extrapolate to my mom. He laughed.

"Your mom is a pretty special case," said Neil. "Intense for sure. Beautiful is a given. Nice is quite clear." He kind of trailed off at that point.

"She's smoking hot, too," I said. "You should see her naked just bouncing up and down on you." He laughed again.

"I have imagined that exact image many times," said Neil. Oh boy.

"What about your wife," I asked. "Does she favor time with Dad or Mom or both?"

His eyes kind of drifted away for a moment. Picturing the foursome.

I am. Thank God I am 9.

"Then again, I am 9 and my lovely wife is 13 and we'd love to join in, too," I said.

"That would be pretty spectacular," said Neil. "I think my wife, Sierra, would find the idea appealing as well."

"OK, Neil," I said. "Two questions. Are you and your wife discrete? And if the answer is yes, could your marriage handle a weekend with my family?"

"OK, before I can answer, I just have to ask. The wild rumors. The ages of consent. The frequent orgies. The advanced kids. Is any of that true?" asked Neil.

"Dude, I'm 9," I said. "I've already propositioned you and suggested it could be in a group of six that includes my mom and dad."

"Well there is that" laughed Neil. "And yes, our marriage could handle it. We've always been pretty open to the idea but not actively pursued it. We do picture ourselves with various members of your family in some of our roleplay. We even have our Top 5 list that are fair game even if we meet them alone."

"I guess I should add that you're on both of our lists. I knew who you were," said Neal. "I just chose an unfortunate appellation."

"You're forgiven. Appellation is kind of a get out of jail free word," I said, laughing.

"That is fortuitous that your stratagem for the enumeration of our lists coincided with our acquaintance," said Neil, beaming.

"You can't force it, dude," I said. "It has to be natural."

"Got it," said Neil.

"Now tell me the lists. No overlaps. A unique set of five for each of you," I said. "Don't count me or Cassie either. We're the hosts. Don't count Nova or Nicolo either if you know who they are."

His moaned implied he did, or at least I inferred. Ain't it cool I knew that grammar.

"Sierra's are Bob, Pari, Tomas, Hunter, Hallie, with the last two preferably together," said Neil.

"Twins are fun to play with," I said. "After all, my siblings includes two sets," I said. Now he's imagining Cassie and me with both sets of twins.

"You can't play with Bill and Jessica, but you can watch, and you should. You will learn things. Important things. Life-changing things," I said. "What's your Top 5?"

"Amy, Leslie, Orlando, Morgan, Sophia," said Neil. "Although it pains me to leave off people like Carlina, Tegan, Luca, and Grace."

"Well they are special," I said.

We chatted some more and then I realized something and laughed.

"Before I joined the family, was it?" I said.

He laughed.

"Might have been some overlap, but you were not of age yet," he said, laughing again.

"All of them?" I asked, meaning all our ambassadors.

"Not Carlina," he said. "She was too young." There was something there though.

I laughed again.

"But she's not now," I said. He smiled really big but didn't answer.

"Discretion!" I said. "You didn't name a single person. Well done, Neil, well done."

"Oh, I have their permission," he said, smiling again.

"Rather than telling me, why don't you recreate the experience," said Cassie.

Oh we all moaned.

"I thought I'd mention that our daughter, Zaria, just turned 9," said Neil. "Unfortunately, we have not had the opportunity..."

"She doesn't go to our schools?" asked Cassie. Neil's face went through so many emotions.

We ended on a laugh and an agreement they would come to visit for the weekend.

Sometimes you need a nice hand job

Horacio here. The titles says it all. Sometimes you want the combination of jacking off and someone's touch. You know what I mean. Not a blowjob. Not a fuck. A hand job.

Let me back up. Tawnie and I were on the space station. We'd taken a bed at the Gamma resort for a couple days. Yes, not a room, not an apartment, a bed. It was one of the smaller two bedroom suites, and we were sharing with the most adorable young married couple. Their mom and dad had given them a wedding present. You may not remember Tawnie from an earlier post. She might not even have been mentioned. She goes to the Chicago school now. I met her when I went on a trip with Pari, just for fun.

You might have caught that their mom and dad were singular. We'll come back to that.

I guess I need to introduce them. The husband is Milo. He's about 5'2", lean, funny, and downright cute, including dimples. He's got a nice thin 6-inch (15 cm) cut cock. The wife is Giselle. She's only 4'7", skinny as a rail, no tits at all, and what we lovingly call a slit and a clit. A surprisingly developed, incredibly sensitive clit. You might wonder why she is so small, even why he is, but it is easily explained by the fact that she is 9 years old and he is 11 years old.

Did we mention they go to the school in Berlin? Their parents are both professors there. Milo proposed on Giselle's ninth birthday.

The whole family celebrated. Heck, that's a journal entry. Giselle offered to do it. She's in charge. You expected that.

That's a long lead up to my hand job. So the scene is that Milo is just pounding Tawnie with Giselle underneath. I am lying next to them watching and hard. I could jack off. I could fuck Milo. I could offer my cock, well, anywhere.

What I was feeling was a hand job.

"Alexa, send me the closest person that will give me a hand job," I said.

"Any restrictions?" asked Alexa.

All four of us yelled no. Giselle got "jinx" out first. I'm pretty sure she managed to kiss both Tawnie's clit and Milo's balls at the same time. She'd still owe me a kiss.

Not five seconds later the door walked, and a gorgeous vision walked in. Simply stunning. Totally naked. Supermodel gorgeous with a smile that could melt steel.

And little. Really little. She climbed up on the bed and sat across my legs. It opened her right up and the view was spectacular. She pointed and I nodded, and she took my cock in her right hand and started gently stroking it. She used her left hand to play with my balls and trailed down to gently touch my anus.

She's quite good at this. So good that Tawnie, Milo, and Giselle had stopped to watch. Giselle slid out and got a bottle of lube. The girl, who we hadn't even met yet, held out both hands and Giselle liberally covered them. She went back to gently stroking me but didn't move her other hand back to my balls. She gently slid one, then two, then three fingers in my ass. Her touch was feathery light. It was, bar none, the best hand job that I have ever had in my life. She knew right when I was going to cum and backed off. Over and over and over. Finally she asked if I was ready to cum.

I didn't answer. I squirted cum. She aimed my cock at herself, with her mouth open. The first two shots were a direct hit into her mouth, and the rest went lower and lower. From her nipples to her pussy, she was just drenched. It was a lot of cum. Given how long she edged me, I wasn't surprised and clearly she wasn't either. She rolled off and laid between me and the others. Then she pointed at herself and pointed at me.

Oh hell yes. I happened to glance at the clock and when I finally had her clean, and she had cum so many times that she asked me to stop, I looked again. It had been 93 minutes.

I do love cleaning up a gorgeous girl. Finally she sat up and held her hand out to me.

"My name is Dorata," she said. "I turned 5 today. Thank you for helping me celebrate."

Yes we all moaned. I had said she was small, but her actual birthday. We introduced ourselves and invited her to stay the night. That made her quite happy, but she asked if she could bring her brother, too. We all said yes, quickly, before she finished the part where she said it was her twin brother. Crystek.

Oh yeah. We moaned again. I'm not normally one to chase the youngest kids but remember back to best hand job of my life.

I was going to completely ignore the fact that today was the first day she was allowed to do a hand job. I was looking forward to meeting her twin brother.

Do you get the connection?

"You know we had that entire conversation in Polish, right?" said Dorata.

"Sure," said Tawnie. "You're Polish." Except she said it in Swahili.

Which made Dorata laugh, and she responded.

"Proudly so," said Dorata, actually thrusting her little chest out a little. She said that in Yoruba. More accurately, she kind of clucked it. Yoruba is tonal. We had a fun conversation, learning that Milo and Giselle could speak it, too. It is entertaining to hear a group. You sound like a bunch of stoned chickens.

I'm still stuck on best hand job of my life. I even told them all.

"Then I have high hopes for Crystek," said Tawnie.

"You should," said Dorata, with a twinkle in her eye. Just then, Dorata, but with a penis, walked in the door. A nice 3-inch (8 cm) uncut penis. Hard.

"I hear my services are needed," said Crystek. "Which one of you stunning women is Tawnie?" I looked at Tawnie and laughed.

"Pretty powerful, aren't we?" I said. Except I didn't say it. I thought it.

Everyone in the room laughed, including Giselle and Milo.

Which made us all laugh again.

"I'm Tawnie," she said. Crystek climbed up on the bed and pushed her down. He crawled up her body and laid right down on her. Then he kissed her. And kissed her.

And she simply exploded. She almost shook him off. I think he made it to 8 seconds.

If you don't know what that means, just Google 8 seconds.

Did I mention we were going to need the sheets changed? And showers?

We all got hit by that squirt.

Tawnie pulled him in for another kiss, holding his cheeks with her palms. It wasn't 10 seconds before she exploded again.

"I think you have to move in with me," said Tawnie, with a laugh. He smiled back and then started sliding down her body. He kissed everywhere. Places I wouldn't have thought to kiss. She kept vibrating through orgasm after orgasm. He wasn't even close to her clit yet. By the time he got down that far, Tawnie pushed him away.

"You have to stop," she said, barely able to pant out the words. Crystek rolled off and pointed at me and then at her. Her eyes got big, and she waved me over.

I slid right in. Oh hell yes I was hard again. I was going slow and gentle, knowing she was overstimulated. I felt someone pulling my ass cheeks apart.

Oh God someone is rimming me. Taking turns. I think the sight had an effect because Tawnie rolled into another huge orgasm.

I just filled her with cum. Somehow I knew that was a good idea.

And it was. Dorata and Crystek had cleanup. We all got kisses of cum, especially to each other. While they were doing it, Crystek had two fingers buried in Dorata and she was jacking him off in return. I don't even know how they focused on all of that, but Dorata went off, which set Crystek off, which set Tawnie off.

It was messy. Crystek told Tawnie and me to wait in the bed and led Giselle and Milo towards the bathroom.

Crystek turned.

"That's silly," he said. "Come watch."

Tawnie and I leaped out of bed. The funny thing is that what we watched was them shampooing Milo and Giselle. Crystek was shampooing Milo when Milo suddenly engulfed Crystek's cock in his mouth. Now we were watching a shampoo and a blowjob.

And then Giselle was fingering Dorata. She leaned in and sucked on Dorata's clit and everybody exploded.

They rinsed off and then Dorata and Crystek did the same for Tawnie and me. I got to suck his cute cock. Oh yeah, he was hard again.

Tawnie got to suck on Dorata's clit. I was doing that eventually, too. Again.

We slept really well. I laughed that Crystek and Dorata's parents came to check on them and found all six of us snoring in the bed. They had been really careful, but we all woke up.

We instantly knew where Dorata and Crystek got their good looks.

And then we learned where they got their skills. I am confident they were already excited for four years in the future.

When Dorata and Crystek turn 9. I can attest they will be incredible.

Tawnie and I both have an invitation to the party.

Oh, you want to know more about their parents.

A nice little trip to the space station. Just a short story for your enjoyment.

Not in our damn culture

We like to visit the stores. We find that we're fairly invisible, even though the whole world knows about Mona. Mona has been lower key than many, though, so we're still able to hide.

Sometimes Mona and I go. Sometimes it is Akira and me. Sometimes it is all three of us.

If your powers of deduction are above zero, you've figured out this is Camron. Lizzie even predicted that Mona would visit the stores. Today we are visiting a Best Buy in Dothan, Alabama. It is one of the smaller cities in which there is a Best Buy. Even if you're generous and include the three county metro area, it is under 150,000 people.

It is, however, the peanut capital of the world. Yes, I learn things before we go somewhere. And by learn things, I listen to Mona, who has done all the research. I have stopped suggesting that she let one of her team do the research. Heck, Lizzie had to fight her to hire an assistant. I laughed when she hired Jori and Carlyn. They didn't last in the job at all.

She made them co-district managers in less than a week. They're thriving. She tried Theo, but he became a store manager on day 2. He's the crisis store manager now. When there is an emergency that requires a leadership change, Theo parachutes in.

We might need him in Dothan. Let me get to the story. Normally we just wander into the store holding hands. However, this is Alabama, so Mona wanted to get the lay of the land before we introduced a teenage mixed couple. Shoot, let me just pass the pen.

I couldn't freaking believe it

My first observation of the store was that no one offered to help me. They were too busy falling all over the adults. Let me rephrase that. They were too busy falling all over the white adults. As I wandered around the store, I was stunned at the number of security officers. Most stores have one, or at most two. I counted fourteen and I was pretty sure I missed a few. Should I mention that 100% of the security officers were white, in a community where a third of the population is black.

That's all bad enough, but what I saw made me want to vomit. Every single security guard was following someone around the store and not even trying to be discrete about it. If you were a person of color, in the store, a guard was following you. Not one salesperson approached any of the people that weren't white in the 20 minutes I walked around.

Ah crap.

I am not one to be quiet about shit like this, even if I am usually pretty quiet. My fiancés are both black and I love them. Don't fuck with us.

OK, fuck with us, but that is a different context.

I went back outside and went to the car. Camron was waiting in the car. There was also a guard in the parking lot, just staring at Camron. He got out of the car and I made a point of giving him one hell of a kiss, with a lot of tongue. I did it in a position that let me look over Camron's shoulder at the guard. I think he almost vomited. He was apoplectic.

Me too, buddy, me too. I took Camron's hand, and we went inside. Still no one approached me, but a guard started following us immediately. They didn't follow me when I was alone. He was not even subtle. In fact, just the opposite. He was following us about 5 feet behind us. We took him on a long walk around the store at a fast pace. I could actually hear his breathing get more labored. Oh he is quite the stereotype. Huge belly falling over his too tight belt. You know the look. Suddenly I stopped and quickly turned, and Camron did, too.

"Can we help you?" I said, just as he skidded to a stop. He almost bowled us over. I think it is hard to get that huge belly slowed down. I know, we don't body shame, but fuck this is ridiculous. I thought he would apologize and back off, but oh no, he escalated.

"Are you going to buy anything or are you just planning on stealing it?" he said. Camron thought that was a good time to put his arm around me. I think the guard threw up in his mouth a little. Camron snuck a kiss. Twist the knife, honey. Twist the knife.

"Why thank you," I said. "We were just planning on stealing things. Could you help us carry that TV to our car?" I pointed at a random TV in a box. He freaking whipped out two pairs of handcuffs. Who carries two pairs of handcuffs?

OK, we do occasionally, but again, a different context.

"I'm taking you in for shoplifting," he said, swinging the cuffs.

"Really," I said. "What do you believe we stole?" He pointed at the TV.

"We stole a TV that is still on the shelf," I said.

"You were going to!" he shouted.

"Yeah, that's not how this works," I said. Suddenly he handcuffed himself. Sure, honey, make the racist guard handcuff himself. Just then, one of the largest men I have ever seen walked up and I do not mean he was tall. He was about 5'8" in all directions.

"You need to leave the store," he said. "We're banning you."

I don't think it helped that Camron laughed.

"Yeah, someone is leaving the store alright," said Camron. Neither of them understood what he meant, but I did.

"Jethro, why are you handcuffed?" asked Marvin, whose name tag read Store manager.

"I don't know," said Jethro. That seemed to confuse Marvin.

"You and your security team need to immediately leave the store," I said. "You're all fired. We will also support any lawsuits filed against you personally."

Marvin laughed. Dude, never laugh at us. Just don't.

What happened next was classic Dionysus

Camron again. I'll be the scribe. Marvin didn't notice it yet, but a Zeta team just walked in the front door. In uniform. Complete with ion guns strapped to their chest.

Some very nice chests, I might add. Della was in the lead. Della is little. With her were Ruby, Leslie, and Josh. Now, that's a Zeta team for a racist misogynist. Three young women, one Hispanic. One 7-foot tall black teenager.

With big guns. They walked over to us.

"You'll need to leave immediately," said Della. Marvin and Jethro just looked at them and snickered.

"No little girls and a n* are going to tell me what to do," said Marvin. He used the word. I just couldn't type it.

Della being Della, she pulled off her ion gun. They're held on with Velcro. She pointed it at the very TV they were accusing us of not stealing. One second the TV was there, the next it was gone. Just gone. Della pointed the gun at the floor and turned to Marvin.

"You sure about that?" said Della. Marvin stuck his ground.

So Ruby pulled off her gun and vaporized Marvin's belt buckle. Just his belt buckle. Without a belt, the square miles of fabric were just too much, and Marvin's pants dropped to the ground. Ah man, really Ruby? She laughed.

"It might not have been the day to go commando, Marvin," said Ruby. She stretched Marvin to three syllables. He scrambled to pull up his pants but not before everyone within any distance saw his micropenis.

Marvin would not be fun in bed. Again, not our normal behavior, but shit. I will admit to having incredible sex with a man with a micropenis more than once. And remember, this is Camron.

A crowd had gathered, including a little cluster of all the people of color that had been in the store. Marvin started marching towards the door with Ruby behind them. All the guards, including Jethro marched behind them. And I really mean marched. The exaggerated moves of a marching band. Legs up, legs down. When they were out the door, Ruby closed it to cheers and whistles from everyone in the store. The customers. The employees. Everyone.

Mona jumped up onto a counter, to the delight of everyone in the store. You see, Mona is wearing a fairly short skirt and doesn't really like panties all that much. When she jumped, the skirt flared up above her waist, leaving her bottomless just long enough for everyone to realize she was bottomless. She laughed.

She didn't care. "On behalf of the entire chain, I would like to apologize for the behavior of everyone in the store that targeted you. It is not acceptable and please be assured we will root it out of the entire chain. This was a surprise to us, which is shame on me. It will not happen again. For anyone that experienced this and felt uncomfortable in our store, please come see me and I will issue you a $1,000 gift card. Please share this with your friends and family. If you come in the store and tell the new team that you felt uncomfortable, we'll give you a $1,000 card. We don't care if our customers are black, brown, white or purple, you're welcome in our store and should feel safe. I sincerely apologize for the treatment you received. Any questions?"

A very small boy raised his hand. A black kid and he is freaking adorable. He's here with what looks to be his teenage brother.

"How will you prevent people from ripping you off?" he asked. "There's 150,000 people in the area and all are pretty poor. There is a good chance that they'll all ask for a card."

"Yep," said Mona.

"So you'll risk $150 million dollars," asked the boy.

"Listen, it isn't a risk. It's an investment in rebuilding trust in our chain in the community. We'll give them out freely. It won't cost us $150 million, because you'll spend the cards in the store, but even if it did, I don't care. There is no freaking excuse," said Mona. "None at all. We're going to get to the bottom of this and if it ends up costing a billion or two, so be it. We're the good guys in the world and we won't tolerate this. Ever."

She had that right.

She hopped back down and this time the flair of her skirt lasted a little longer. It still made her laugh. The young boy came up to her and whispered something to her and she laughed and nodded. His eyes got huge. She pointed to me and his jaw dropped, and she smiled.

I believe she has just offered this young man my services and her own.

I'm cool with that. I stood at a register and waved over one of the salespeople. I kept handing him cards and he put $1,000 on them. They all took a manager override, and I did that. We handed them out like freaking candy. Somebody must have called someone who called someone because a line started to form. It's time-consuming, so it was going to go slow. Just then I heard the telltale whoosh, and a delivery courier walked in holding two big boxes and made a beeline to me. He dropped them on the floor and pulled a box cutter from his cargo shorts and cut the top one open.

There must have been fifty thousand cards in that top box. Another person came in the front door.

With one more box. That first delivery guy has mustard on his t-shirt. I wonder why?

The second person has fiery red hair.

Are ya following me?

I saw the young dude whisper to Mona again and she laughed and nodded. Dude, I'm proud of you.

"You had $150 million in gift cards delivered by the king and queen. And these aren't Best Buy gift cards. They're Visa gift cards. No one will spend these here. They'll spend them on their light bill or finally getting their car fixed," he said.

"We know," said Amy. "They're for $2,500 dollars, too." This time she hopped up on the counter and Amy isn't fond of panties either. Everyone that had been in the store was still in the store, trying to decide how to spend their $1,000 Best Buy card.

"Excuse me," said Amy, in a booming voice that carried through the store. She winked at me, too.

"Would anyone that already received a Best Buy card please come back up. We have something else for you, too," said Amy.

"Too?" asked our new friend and Amy just nodded.

"You're giving them one of these, too," he said, and Amy nodded again. Then she hopped down. Her skirt flew up and she didn't realize it got caught. She was just standing there flashing her pussy to the world. I tapped her on the shoulder and pointed and she laughed.

And left it there. Our new friend wasn't much above pussy height, even with Amy being short.

He was drinking it in. Finally Amy smoothed it down, to disappointed moans from the crowd. Bob picked up both boxes when Ruby walked up with a folding table.

"We'll do this out front," said Bob.

This is a good thing

Bob here. Yes, this is going to cost us a few hundred million dollars, but we don't give a shit. No, that's not right. We do give a shit. Word had clearly gotten out. There was a line forming and we quickly setup more tables. Every one of us had a table and everyone formed more lines. Off to the side of the parking lot were a dozen food trucks, with towels hanging over the prices. I turned to Mona and she smiled. I love Mona. We all love Mona.

In every way you can imagine. It turned into a party. Josh's line was going super slow, and we finally figured out that it was because people recognized him. I laughed, because a truck came up and setup a bunch of basketball goals at one end of the parking lot. At the other end, a carnival company came in and quickly setup a small carnival. The manager of all the nearby stores came over, one by one, and offered their lots, too.

They all got a card.

I'll give you an example. A cute young couple walked up, each holding a baby. Identical twins. I handed each parent two cards.

They each tried to give one back.

"You gave us both two," said the woman. I smiled and pointed at the baby in her arms.

"The babies get a card," she said. I smiled again.

"Sure," I said. "You must have unexpected expenses. They're all for you to spend."

"You just gave us ten thousand dollars and I've never been in this store. Nobody discriminated against me," said the dad. "We shouldn't even be here!" I like this couple.

"Dude," I said. "They did. You're in a tough situation and no one is looking out for you at all. Poor is discrimination. If this helps, then great." The mom looked at the dad.

"Really?" he said.

"Spill it," I said. He blushed.

"I make custom furniture on the side. Not many people can afford it, but I have always wanted to do it full-time. This might let me do that," he said.

"I'm Bob," I said, sticking out my hand.

The mom took my hand. That was right when the recognition hit, and she freaked a little.

"King Bob?" she choked out and I laughed.

"I prefer just Bob," I said. Well, I do.

"You're here personally," she said, still a little stunned. That's when I pointed at Amy and her light bulb went on.

"I just saw the Queen's pussy," she said, kind of in awe. I admit, I couldn't stop laughing and I waved Amy over.

"Meet my new friends," I said. We stepped to the side and someone else jumped in to hand out the cards.

"I'm Amy," said Amy, sticking out her hand. "And you are?"

It took them a moment, but she finally reacted.

"I'm Aisha and he's Kenyen," she said. Amy and I have a deal. If I introduce someone and don't say their name, then I don't know it and she asks. The inverse is true, too. It works really well when I don't remember their name. I meet a lot of people. Don't snicker. OK, snicker.

"And who are these adorable little guys?" asked Amy.

"This is Jayden and he's Kayden," said Aisha. Then she checked. That made Amy laugh.

"None of our twins are identical, so it is a little easier," laughed Amy.

"Aisha was just commenting that she enjoyed you flashing her," I said. Amy glared at me. Yeah, you knew me when ya married me.

"Yes, I was," said Aisha. "I am sure Kenyen enjoyed it, too."

Well now.

"Perhaps you'd like to join us for a night of passion," said Amy. And my comment was over the line?

"We'd love that," said Aisha. "But we don't really have babysitters. We work opposite shifts so someone can always watch the babies."

"Well that sucks," said Amy. "You barely see each other. Bring the boys. Jessica and Bill are with us. They can watch them."

"Aren't they 5?" asked Kenyen. Interesting that he knows that. It took Amy a moment to even understand the question.

"Sorry," said Amy. "I'm so used to our world. Bill is a practicing MD. I'm pretty sure they'll be fine."

Yeah, that got us stared at. It usually does.

"Your 5-year-old son is a doctor," said Kenyen.

"Yep," I said. You know me. A man of few words.

Kenyen looked at Aisha.

"Tell us when and where!" she said, enthusiastically. I guess this is where I describe them. Aisha is very petite, maybe 5'0", with B cup breasts. She's thin, but you can tell she just had twins. Nothing wrong with that. She has the most beautiful mocha colored skin. Kenyen is big. Maybe 6'3", muscular, and from what I could see, pretty damn well endowed. He'd gotten hard about the time Amy invited them. Oh, his skin is a rich deep black.

They're gorgeous.

"I have to ask," said Kenyen. "And don't be offended. But you're OK with the fact that we're black? We still interest you?" I admit, our both laughing might have been confusing. Neither one of us had time to answer, because Josh walked up and had heard the question.

"Trust me," said Josh. "They don't care at all. Hell, you're both gorgeous. Why would they?" Kenyen and Aisha were both just staring at Josh, with their mouths open.

"Would you like me to invite Josh to our night of passion?" Amy asked.

Aisha, Kenyen, Josh, and I all said yes at the same time.

I got jinx out first.

"You gonna pay up?" asked Josh, with a grin. He's tall as hell, but I'm 6'2", so I reached up and put my hand behind his neck and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. With tongue.

We came up for air, and I turned to our new friends, who were clearly in shock.

"Do we get kisses too?" asked Kenyen.

Asked. Kenyen.

Hell yes he got a kiss and we even ground our cocks, just a bit.

Then Aisha got her kiss. She vibrated through a very nice orgasm.

"You made her cum with your kiss," said Kenyen, in awe.

"Careful," said Amy, with a smile. "My kisses do it, too."

They both laughed until Amy leaned over and kissed Aisha.

This orgasm was bigger. Longer. More powerful. As in Aisha's knees buckled a little.

"You people are fun," said Kenyen.

"You have no idea," said Amy. She looked around and saw Ruby and Tomas and waved them over. Yeah, more shock. Clearly they know who they were.

"You guys want to come fuck all night long?" I asked. "We're all in."

"Sure," said Ruby, appraising our new friends quite openly. Then she leaned in for a kiss with Aisha.

This time she fainted, just briefly. Ruby turned to Kenyen and he just shook his head no.

"I'm not dealing with that wet spot right now," said Kenyen. Ruby took his hand and led him away, after having him hand the baby to me.

"Where are they going?" asked Aisha.

"All the Best Buys are consulate property," said Tomas. "She's going to suck him off, or maybe let him fuck her. Or both."

"Can we watch?" she asked. Tomas pointed at the baby in her arms and pointed at Josh. She handed Josh the baby. Tomas took her hand and led her away. Amy followed them.

Leaving Josh and me holding the babies. At least she'd left the diaper bag. Leslie ran over, I thought to help, but she handed us two baby carrier wraps.

And then Leslie followed the group inside. Which is how Josh and I ended up handing out cards wearing babies. I quickly had Josh put his baby on my back. One front, one back. He had basketball clinics to continue. I did that for a bit, then Morgan walked up and took the baby off my back and put him on. He immediately latched onto her nipple through her thin shirt.

"Ouch," she said. She let him do it until she rummaged through and found a bottle. She stood next to me feeding the baby and chatting while I handed out cards. I honestly think that the two of us wearing little black boys sent a message.

It made the cover of the town newspaper.

The coverage was not supportive. So I bought the paper.

Which absolutely can't surprise you.

We'll come back to that story.

The fun inside

Leslie here. I lost track of them for a bit, but as I got to the back of the store, I found breadcrumbs to follow. OK, clothing. It started with Ruby's sundress, then her flip-flops. That's all I found of Ruby's clothing. Want to guess why?

Surely you understand that is all she had on. By the time I got to the door into the offices, I'm pretty sure they were all naked.

Including me.

The temptation, oh the temptation. I dropped to my knees and took Kenyen into my mouth. Farther and farther, until his entire 11-inch (28 cm) cock was down my throat. The look on Aisha's face was classic.

Shock. Curiosity. Interest.

So Ruby started narrating and explaining. It was quite educational.

Continuing with the theme, Amy taught a class in how to go down on a woman. Using me as the model. I exploded. Repeatedly. We'll need to replace that carpet. Kenyen's a quick study though. He put everything to use on Aisha, while we watched and gave pointers. OK, Tomas was fucking Kenyen in the ass at the time, which was a new experience to Kenyen. Aisha clearly enjoyed seeing it, too.

They both really liked it.

Not as much as Kenyen fucking me, Amy, Ruby, and Aisha.

Ending on fucking Tomas. Lots of cum in that man, and by that I meant what used to be in Kenyen and is now in all of us.

So we taught them both cleanup. Starting with Tomas. Which they enjoyed. And he enjoyed. We all enjoyed!

Finally, we headed back out. Reluctantly.

I thought we looked good

Well I did. This is Tomas. Remember when we all dropped our clothes? We hadn't noticed a security camera. A pretty high-quality color HD camera.

We looked good in HD.

It showed us not only undressing but helping each other get undressed. Ruby was naked first. Surprise! Then she helped Aisha get undressed. What could I do? I helped Kenyen and he helped me, including us both stroking each other's cock for a bit.

Then Leslie bursts in, already naked, and immediately drops to her knees and takes all of Kenyen down her throat, which resulted in him cumming all over Leslie's amazing tits.

Then it got pretty sexy.

How do I know the video showed all this?

Because someone tried to blackmail us. They sent us a clip of it all. In HD. Yes, we did look good and if you watched the whole thing, the odds are quite high that you learned a new trick or two. Come on, Leslie and Ruby.

Maybe a couple dozen tricks, kicked off with Kenyen's 11-inch (28 cm) thick cock all the way down Leslie's throat. Too bad we didn't have spatulas.

They sent us a shorter clip of Leslie sucking Kenyen down her throat, with all of us standing and watching, naked. Ruby and Aisha are making out and pawing each other.

I'm just watchin'.

They threatened to release the first clip to the media. We knew something they didn't.

We didn't care. Adults fucking on Dionysus soil cannot surprise anyone in the world anymore.

Well, maybe a few, but I'll come back to that.

So they released the clip. After we all got together and watched it and had quite a little orgy, we talked about what to do.

"Own it," said Jessica. Yeah, Jessica. You can't be surprised. "Call a press conference. You're freaking royalty. The press will come. Stand up and tell the world that you were pleased with how it captured the joy you were feeling. Shut them down."

After we all stopped laughing, we did just that.

The Best Western ball room, at 1300. In Dothan. Which we now own. The Best Western, not Dothan. Hey, orgy, remember? We weren't doing it in the aisle of the Best Buy.

We expected a local reporter and maybe someone from a nearby larger town.

What we got was a room so packed full of media that they spilled out into the hall. The hotel had to setup video and TVs for the people to even see us. Given the number of networks, tapping into the feed wasn't that hard. The entire thing was going out live. CNN, BBC, everyone.

Because people got to see Leslie give a blowjob.

We had decided that since it was Leslie giving the blowjob, she'd be our spokesperson. I'm betting everyone expected me.

The guy. The guy that is the T in HT.

Damn, that sounded pompous. You know me better than that.

And here we go.

"I'll be making a short statement and then we will all take questions," said Leslie. I admit, I thought Aisha and Kenyen would pass on being on the stage, but not only were they there, they were standing proud. I looked into the audience and Bob and Amy are in the front row, wearing the boys. Of course they are.

"Recently a video of this group was stolen and illegally released. The investigation into this act continues. Once the perpetrators have been caught, we have an agreement with the US that they will be turned over to Dionysus for prosecution," said Leslie. "I'll take questions on this issue now."

Oh snap. No mention of the sex.

Of course all the hands in the room went up. Leslie pointed at a young woman.

"What about the video?" she asked. Leslie just raised her eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" asked Leslie. "I already said that the video was obtained illegally. I believe that was already well-known."

Oh this is glorious.

"The sex!" shouted the woman. "The blowjob!"

"Yes, the video showed those things," said Leslie. "Hopefully, you learned something from it."

Kenyen let out a snort and Leslie turned to look at him. He just laughed and shrugged. Leslie turned back.

"I believe he enjoyed it," said Leslie, in just the calmest voice.

Kenyen was nodding like a bobble head until Aisha laughed and slapped him on the arm.

This was not going how everyone expected.

"I still don't understand your question," said Leslie, just twisting the knife.

"It showed a white child giving a blowjob to a n*!" she shouted. Yeah, I won't type that word either.

Leslie just kept her stoic expression. I saw that security was behind the woman, but they looked up at Leslie and she very subtly shook her head no, and they took a step back. People made room for them. It might have been the ion guns strapped to their chest. The woman didn't even know they were there.

Leslie took a big breath.

"How do I even deconstruct that?" said Leslie. "It showed an adult woman making an adult man quite happy. If they had cut it about 20 seconds later, you would have enjoyed seeing the volume of cum that coated my tits."

Oh boy. I'd say it was about 50-50. Half the crowd gasped, and half the crowd moaned.

"Listen up," said Leslie. "If you're here to discuss what was on the video, then you're wasting your time. We're not shocked it is out there. We're not concerned that it is out there. Hell, in that short clip, a lot of people are going to learn how to properly deep throat a nice long, thick cock. Think of it as a public service video. If you go to the Dionysus home page, there's a link to watch the entire video. If you thought the blowjob was instructive, you'll be thrilled at everything you can learn. I particularly enjoyed the train where Tomas was fucking me and Kenyen was fucking Tomas. You can see Ruby and Aisha going down on each other in the background. Very worthy of a good self-pleasuring session or watch it with some friends and try everything out.

"We just don't care. Sex is fun. Sex is damn fun. We like sex and a lot of it. The Best Buy is Dionysus property. Our laws apply. If you don't like our laws, guess what. We don't care. Not one little bit. We're doing just fine in the world with our approach, and we try to be good world citizens. Dothan this week is a little different than Dothan last week and we are hopeful that our presence and our efforts helped. We can't help everyone in every city, but we're here because what was happening in your community, by people from your community, was wrong. Nothing could have proven that point faster or with more force than her last statement. The southern US may be full of hate filled racist pieces of shit, but our country isn't. So you can take all your bullshit and shove it right up your ass, which you might just find out you like.

"Now, we'll take any question you want for as long as you want. Want to know how I suck it all down? Happy to talk you through it. Want to know what it is like to get your clit sucked by Ruby, then I'll be happy to share it."

OK, the mention of Ruby shifted the gasp/moan ratio to nearly 100% moan.

That too cannot be a surprise.

Ruby walked up to the mic.

"Or we could just demonstrate it for you," said Ruby. I'm pretty sure that about three-quarters of the women in the audience just had an orgasm.

And close to half the men.

Still not going how they expected. The crowd was a little silent. Finally a young man pushed up to the front and raised his hand. A young man. A gorgeous black young man. I'm not lying. This dude is gorgeous.

Leslie nodded to him.

"I'm Davis and go by DJ. I'm with my elementary school paper," he said. He is freaking wearing a fedora with a card in it that said Press.

I must have this young man.

"I'm looking for some coaching. I can't seem to get my throat that open," he said. Yeah, this time we were at the 100% gasp end of the spectrum. Except for a stunning woman standing behind him that had a combination of a smile and a smirk.

Ah. That's the proud mama.

We've all seen the proud mama. This was my moment.

"Is that your mom with you?" I asked, to clear disappointment from DJ. He nodded.

"Your son has an excellent question, and we can help. With your permission, could he spend the night with our group? Leslie and I would both be happy to teach him how to suck Kenyen. We find that both the female and male perspective is helpful," I said.

Her smirk was strong, but she just nodded. That got about half the group to moan.

"And would you like to join us for this night of passion?" asked Ruby.

That got the same small nod.

The woman next to her briefly fainted.

So I invited her.

Her husband.

And their two kids.

We gonna have fun.

Suddenly a press conference being broadcast worldwide had turned in to our setting up tonight's orgy. Leslie must have thought of that, too.

"Unless you want to bring those cameras in to watch tonight, too, we're done," said Leslie. I would bet big money that the people running the cameras would have all happily joined us.

The video cameras finally were all down and a young woman running the camera for Al Jazeera came over to Leslie.

"I can't bring my camera, but I have other talents," she said. "My name is Akila."

Leslie welcomed her to join us. I just smiled, but another part of my anatomy clearly showed my interest, which made her laugh. She leaned closer.

"I will have you tonight," she said. Now I turned into the damn bobble head.

I suppose I could narrate the evening, but it is getting a little repetitive in the journal. Amazing sex. Lots of people. A life you dream of. It sort of feels like we're rubbing it in, and not in a good way.

You're not letting me get away with that, are you? I'll let others jump in and come back to it.

Sure, let's move around the world

Poor. Twins. No real job. A desire to open a custom furniture business.

In Dothan, Alabama. A black man. I'm pretty confident that wouldn't have worked out well, if for no other reason than the required subservience would have been a struggle for me. It would have bothered Aisha even more.

So Amy suggested we move to Amyville. Nuts. Purely nuts.

Which is why, somehow, we're on a space plane about to land at the Gamma resort on Eros. With my mom.

That part feels a little weird, but let me tell you, Mom is excited. Now, Mom is only 44, and smoking hot, so I guess it isn't a big surprise. What is a surprise is the size of the nipples pushing out her blouse. Oh, mom is Melani.

Under which she clearly is not wearing a bra. How do I know? Her blouse is a semi-sheer cream color.

Mom has nice tits.

Which I am hopeful to admire more personally.

Favorite line: Our monarchy sometimes lapses from the professional.

Bonus favorite line: "I do need you to bring your kids. After all, I need someone to play with," I added.

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