Date: Mon, 23 Oct 2017 02:05:50 +0000 (UTC)
From: Kim Hansen <ringinmine@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ring in Mine: Chapter 41

Ring in Mine
    Kim Terry

I have been asked to address the other two victims of the reprogramming
gone wrong. I've changed plans. I find that to tell of their healing I
needed to get to know them better. I will follow the end of the main
narrative with their backstories and narrative. Happily I don't have to
write Chapter 34 again.

About the aversion therapy chapter, if you read enough material you get the
feeling that some are in the business not as much for the good of their
patients as it gives them an excuse for letting their sadistic side out.

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     Kim

Ring in Mine: Chapter 41

We got up late the following morning and had to rush things to be on
time. Shower time was a quick wash, grope and off we went. It was a peanut
butter and jam morning.

We managed Professor Johnson's class behaving as we normally did. We
stopped for fish and chips on the way home. We were still a few blocks from
home when we were pulled over. My favorite burly cop stuck his head in the
window.

"Did you know that you have a broken tail light." I knew it was fine when
we left school. I had put my backpack in the trunk.

"Sorry officer I didn't know. It was fine earlier." Brett answered. Brett
handed the officer his license and registration.

Please step out of the car Mr. Johnson." He asked looking at the driver's
license. He sneered at Jerry riding shotgun. He must have thought it was
me. While his partner showed Brett the broken taillight. The officer was
shining his flashlight into the car.

"I think we need to search the car. Everyone out." Considering the amount
of drugs they used on us in one weekend I was sure he would mysteriously
find contraband as he searched.

The radio in his car burst into a flurry of instructions. There was an
armed robbery in progress. They were being called to the scene.

"Next time boys." He laughed. As we were getting back in the car the
nameless oriental Agent drove by waving. The incident didn't seem to bother
anyone but me.

 I wasn't in the mood to watch TV and it was getting late. I just headed
for bed. I could hear Jerry and Brett yelling at some game show. The lie
that had gotten me through the last week had collapsed again. There was no
way I could convince myself that things were alright. How could they just
blow it off.

Brett and Jerry came to bed. I know it was Brett's last night before he
left but there was no way I could get interested in sex. I left Brett and
Jerry to their own devices. I moved to the guest room and slept
alone. Someone was having a good time next door. The next morning I woke up
early. I slipped in the bedroom to get my clothes. Jerry and Brett were a
intertwined into a human knot on the bed. What kind of monster had we
created.

I left a message that I was heading to campus and I was going to the
pool. I threw a couple of speedos and a baggy into my backpack. The
supplied the towel. The pool opened at 6:00. Besides the staff I was the
first one there. I hadn't been swimming since Christmas. It took a few laps
to get back into the groove. I swam back and forth with my mind turned off,
thinking no farther than swim, turn, swim, turn...

When I could swim no farther I moved to the hot tub. I was up to my neck in
hot water when Geo found me.

"Do you need to talk?" Geo asked. I walked with him to the locker where I
stashed my stuff and handed him the spare speedo. It would be a little snug
but not impossibly small. He wasn't that big.

I left him changing and went back to the hot tub. We had the swirling
waters to ourselves. I was trying to decide what I could say to make things
better but my mind was blank.

"This is the first session I've held in a hot tub. Maybe I need one of
these at home for my special clients." Geo tried to break the ice.

"Geo, why do you never talk about your wife?" I asked. I assumed he was
here because Brett or Jerry had called him.

"That's because there is no Mrs. Geo. There was but it didn't work out."
Geo answered.

"Why?" I asked the first question a toddler learns.

"We are getting a little personal, aren't we?" Geo responded. We sat in
silence. Geo broke first. "There was someone else."

"Who?"

"That is a step beyond good manners." Geo drew the line.

"It was Paul, your twin, wasn't it?" I asked. Geo looked at me in
silence. "I don't think anyone else would notice. I can see the way you
look at each other. When you are walking by each other I've seen one or the
other of you brush the other's hand just for a moment."

"No it wasn't Paul; it is Paul." Geo wasn't really comfortable with the
conversation.

"I am so envious. It must be great having a twin just like you to love." I
noted.

"But you have a twin." Geo started and realized he had said something he
shouldn't have. I stared at my friend and therapist and waited. I wasn't
letting him off the hook after that last comment.

"I shouldn't be the one telling you this, but it is something Paul
discovered. Your mother and Brett's wife were due at about the same
time. Brett's wife's child didn't survive but a couple of hours. The same
day your mother had unexpected twins. You are the oldest but not by days
only minutes. Jerry is your full identical twin.

He isn't sure of the reasons why but from what Paul could find it seemed
your mother couldn't handle two babies and Brett's wife didn't know that
their little boy hadn't survived. Babies look a lot alike at birth. They
switched the babies. According to the records your twin died. Geo explained
carefully judging my response.

"Jerry really is my twin?" I asked with hope in my eyes. Geo realizing that
this was the first spark of positive emotion of the morning was willing to
build on this basic framework.

"I ask myself if things will ever get back to normal? But what is normal? I
am in love with my twin, I am my nephew's father, I seduced my father
figures, have a steel bar through my dick head, I share a girlfriend's
affections with my brother and enjoy posing nude for artists. That's pretty
whacked out." At least things didn't seem as impossible as they were last
night. "And no I am not giving you any extra details, at least not today."

"Bobby it looks like you are feeling better." Geo noted. "Are you going to
make it through the day?"

"I think I am. Thanks." I had something I had to do before class.

Geo and I showered in the communal shower. Paul was a very luck guy. Geo's
eyes were inspecting the pair of steel balls on either side of my dick
head. I realized he hadn't seen it before.

"Does that cause any trouble?" He asked referring to my jewelry.

"If I don't pull it out while it is hard I have to be careful or the
jewelry will catch on the guys ass ring. I don't have that problem with
girls." I answered.

Geo looked around and we had the area to ourselves. He reached out and
brushed the loose jewelry. In only moments the balls were tight against my
dick head. I hadn't cum yesterday and blew after only a few strokes.

"See I am a bad influence. Now I've corrupted you." I joked. Geo was
looking a little sheepish.

"Is this going to mess up our professional relationship?" Geo was worried.

"If anything I trust you more now than I ever have. I've got to run. I have
a piece of unfinished business to take care of." With the speedo's in the
baggy, I ran across campus. I knew that Brett would be in his office.

Jerry was doing homework in the conference room.

"Is Brett in his office?" I asked. Jerry nodded. "Is he alone?" Jerry
nodded again.

"I need to talk with the two of you." I held the door as Jerry silently
entered Brett's office. I turned and locked the door behind me.

"Jerry..." he turned to look at me. "Who ever called Geo thanks." I pulled
Jerry into a tight hug and a passionate kiss. I think his toes curled up in
his shoes.

"I love you twin brother." I then walked to Brett who was still sitting
behind his desk. I put my hands on either side of his head and pulled him
into a passionate kiss. I felt good that he kissed me back. I pushed his
rolling chair away from the desk and fell to my knees between his legs. I
reached for his zipper. His hand moved mine away.

I was afraid I had overstepped the acceptable. Brett lowered his zipper and
pulled his hardening dick from his slacks. I wrapped my lips around his
manhood. I could hear Jerry and Brett kissing. I didn't care I was busy. It
was nothing fancy just a great blow job.

Buried down my throat I felt his balls pull up. I moved the head of his
dick just inside my mouth. He shot load after load. I only swallowed after
the first shot. I had plans for the rest of that delicious load.

Being careful of his slacks, I stood up and leaned into their kiss offering
the load on my tongue. They greedily battled for my offering.

"I love you both so much." I looked deep into Brett's eyes. "May I call you
dad?" Brett nodded. Jerry looked concerned. I pulled them not a tight hug.

"My dad and my twin together. What could be better?"

"You've said twin twice. What gives?" Jerry asked.

I explained what Geo had told me in the hot tub that morning. Jerry looked
very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong don't you want to be twins?" I asked.

"You wouldn't understand." Jerry was nearly in tears.

"Jerry, what makes a mother a mother? Is it giving birth, or tucking you in
with a lullaby every night. Is it blood or offered love and
comfort. Remember, I learned only two months ago that the source of the
sperm that made me wasn't from who I called dad for 18 years." I tried
explaining.

"But you didn't love your father. I loved my mom." Jerry was more
upset. "You haven't given your real dad a chance."

"I may not have liked my dad, but I did love him. Everyone expected me to
drop everything and run to Bruce with open arms. That's worked out well
hasn't it." I looked deeply into his eyes. "I'm not asking you not to love
that wonderful woman you called mom. I hoped you would be excited we were
twins. Now I know how you felt in the hospital." I picked up my backpack.

"Brett good luck at the conference. I'll see you Sunday night. Jerry I'll
see you at film class." I left the room trying hard not to cry. The news
that had given me something good to hold onto to wasn't mutually
received. I struggled to get the lie back into place. "Everything is
alright. Everything is alright. Everything is alright. Everything is shot
to Hell. Everything is alright?"

My science class was a work period. My project was finished. I skipped
class and headed for Morrell Hall. I hoped Sue would be home. I knocked on
her apartment door. No one answered. I was turning away when Sue balancing
a crying baby and a couple of grocery bags struggled through the double
glass doors into the building. I held the doors and took the fussy baby.

Inside the apartment I sat in the rocking chair calming the child softly
singing. I found great comfort in this little bundle of love knowing that
in a few months a child of mine would arrive. But it wouldn't be mine to
love. The two of us fell asleep. When I woke it was dark outside. I
panicked. I had missed the film class. I was going to get fired.

"Don't worry my little one. Sue called your professor and explained you
were not feeling good." I wasn't sure why my mom was here, but I was glad
she was. I leaned on her shoulder and cried. I didn't care about anything
except my mom was here when I needed her.

When I had finally cried myself out, I began feeling selfish. I was worried
about Jerry.

"I need to give Jerry a call."

"Right now he is with Bruce at the Johnson's."

"I have to go. I won't have him beating up on my brother." I started
putting myself together to leave.

"Geo and Paul are there. They will keep Bruce from screwing things up. I
hope. He does have a temper and goes off without thinking. But unlike your
father, Bruce feels bad about it when he has time to think. Remember Jan
was the only thing left of the wife he loved for so many years. I
understand how he feels." She paused. "Just give him a chance."

I assumed mom would get the spare room and I would sleep in the couch. But
I was wrong.

"The men will take the spare room; the women can have the master." Brad
announced.

I climbed into bed with my boxers. Brad followed suit. I still wasn't in
the mood for sex so Brad just cuddled up behind me and fell asleep.

I just couldn't join him in dreamland. I had too much on my mind. Then I
started hearing sounds. Someone was having a nightmare. I got up to check
on my mom. The door was ajar so I quietly pushed the door open. I then
understood why mom had been so accepting of Jerry and I kissing at
Christmas.

My mom knelt on the floor on the edge of the bed with her face buried
between Sue's legs. From Sue's moans mom knew what she was doing. This was
my mom. I really could only get a good look at her bum and it looked really
good. Brad appeared beside me. His hand reached out and took my hard dick
in hand.

"It's pretty hot isn't it?" Brad asked. He slid my underwear to my
ankles. Eye level with my dick, he helped me kick them off before licking
on my balls. He swallowed my dick and it felt great, but my eyes were on
the women. "I know Sue has been wanting a taste of this. That new piercing
is going to turn her on."

Really without thinking I knelt next to Sue. She quickly took my dick in
her mouth. I was even closer to the action between her legs. My mom really
was a champion cunt licker. Brad was behind with his tongue buried in my
mom. Mom was losing control. She was a madwoman as both She and Sue came
again and again.

"Put it in me. I need a hard dick." Mom demanded. Brad's big pierced dick
slipped deep inside. "I can feel the ring. It's so big." It took only a
minute or so and Sue was greedily swallowing my load. Little Bob turned
sensitive quickly.

It wasn't long before Brad shot his load deep inside my mom. It was a
tangle of spent, satisfied bodies that finally fell asleep on the bed.

I woke in the night with a nipple near my mouth. As I licked the tight
erect nipple, I had the answer for the question that had haunted in the
dark corners of my mind. `How could my mom give up my twin?" My mom and
Jerry's mom shared more than Brett. I was willing to bet they were intimate
and loved each other. I realized I would give my life to protect Jerry. If
I could give my life wouldn't it be easier to give a son to make the woman
you loved happy.

I began suckling on the nipple in front of me. I don't know how to describe
the comfort a nipple can be. I felt my face being lifted upwards. A pair of
lips met mine. I am not sure my mother was awake as she slipped her tongue
into my mouth and wrapped a hand around my dick.

"Fuck me Bruce." She said as she pulled me on top of her. I gave my mom
what she wanted, a hard dick inside of her.

The next morning was hectic. Mom needed to get back for work. Brad and I
needed to get to school. Sue just hopped into the shower with everyone else
because she didn't want to be left out. It was a tight fit. Bodies were
rubbing against bodies. I dropped the soap innocently and Brad's hard dick
was knocking at my door. I pushed back on it. I really did like the feel of
the ring inside of me. Jerry had to get one of these.

Brad turned the water off. Mom and Sue got out and were drying each other
as Brad fucked my ass. Their eyes were on each other and the rutting men
still in the shower stall.

"That's hotter looking than I thought it would be."  My mom said with her
fingers playing with her clitoris." Sue dropped to her knees and replaced
her fingers with her tongue. It was hot looking. I critically looked at my
mom being pleasured by another woman. She really did look good. She wasn't
yet 40. I had learned in the shower her breasts were a perfect handful and
her nipples were easier to play with than Jerry's. I had noticed that my
nipple was bigger after the piercing. Maybe Jerry would be willing to have
his pierced. I was ready to have it done again.

Eventually we were put together and ready to leave for the day. I wondered
how strange it would get with the new relationship I had with my mom. It
was just like it had been for years leaving for school, with the exception
of a kiss on the lips instead of the cheek.

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