Chapter 25 – Broadening Horizons

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"Ladies, time to get up," was the first thing Melissa heard in the morning. She opened her eyes to see John Muller standing over her and his daughter as they were curled up together in Stephanie's bed. Her eyes widened as she realized John was still completely nude.

"Uh, hi," she managed to croak, feeling Stephanie stirring beside her. "I mean, good morning to you, too. Aren't we dressing to go out today?" she asked, a part of her secretly hoping that John would just abandon any plans for work and school and just let her sleep some more. She realized that she hurt in a lot of places, but most particularly her ass. Though her nipples were also very sensitive she found as the sheet brushed against them.

"Oh, yes, we're all getting dressed today, my loves," John smiled, though it appeared somewhat regretfully. "But I wanted to get everyone up and moving as soon as possible and there didn't seem any need to dress until I'd done that."

"Okay, Daddy," Stephanie murmured sleepily from behind Melissa where her body was spooned up close against her back. "It is nice to see you naked, though. You're such a gorgeous man," she added softly.

Melissa was amused to see John's cock twitch at his daughter's loving words. "Well, you're both gorgeous young women, but unfortunately, we all need to get dressed now. The young men are already up; I let you sleep in as long as I dared, so I hope you'll show your appreciation by getting a move on now," John explained.

"Uh, okay," Melissa mumbled rather grumpily. "Do we have time for a shower?"

"Um, actually, not really," John admitted. "You'll get one during P.E. today, and anyway, I was actually hoping we could do those tonight. You did promise it would be my turn to help you shave your pussy, remember?" He waggled his eyebrows hopefully.

Melissa laughed despite her discomfort. "Yep, I haven't forgotten, John. Okay, we're getting up now. We'll be down soon."

"Thanks," John answered simply. "See you downstairs." But he didn't make any move to leave the room.

Melissa was puzzled until it dawned on her. She nudged Stephanie. "Come on, girl, we've got to get up and your dad won't leave until he's had the chance to ogle our sexy bodies this morning." She flung the sheet off and heaved herself to her feet, trying to avoid wincing at the pain in her asshole.

Stephanie was right behind her and immediately raised her arms over her head in a sexy pose, exclaiming "Ta-da!"

John grinned ruefully, "Okay, okay, you guys know me too well. I can't help being in love with you both and loving to see you in the altogether. Thanks for making my morning a little brighter." He turned and called back over his shoulder, "Now I'll see you downstairs soon, right?"

"Uh, right," Melissa giggled, and then groaned.

Stephanie was solicitous. "What's the matter baby? You all sore now?"

"Ohh, you have no idea," Melissa whimpered piteously. "It's way worse than it was last night. My asshole feels like it's on fire, my cunt aches, my throat is sore, and my nipples are so sensitive that I can feel even the least little movement of air on them."

"Yeah, well, you really went all out yesterday, my love," Stephanie commiserated, gently rubbing the taller girl's shoulders. "I think maybe you'd better lay off the super kinky stuff for a few days and just stick to ordinary fucking for a while. Do you think you can do that?" she asked seriously.

"Definitely," Melissa agreed. "But I don't think your dad is likely to be very sympathetic, so we'd better get ourselves dressed."

Stephanie nodded, though she did suggest that Melissa go for comfort over style in her clothing and lingerie choices for the day, with which Melissa ruefully agreed.

Once they were dressed, Melissa reminded Stephanie to take her birth control pill. "Oh, yeah, right. Thanks. What about you?"

Melissa held up a small blue pill between her fingers. "Got it right here to take with my juice at breakfast."

"Okay, good. I'll swing by the bathroom and see you downstairs," Stephanie announced after giving Melissa a short but very passionate good morning kiss.

When Melissa walked into the kitchen, she was surprised to find no one else there, though breakfast selections of cereal and toast were laid out. She sat down at the table, swallowed her pill, and poured some cereal and milk into a bowl.

Stephanie joined her a minute later. "Where is everyone?" she asked.

"Beats me," Melissa responded. "There was no one here when I got here."

Just then, Keith walked into the room. There was something very odd about the way he was walking, something that struck Melissa as familiar. And when he grimaced as he sat down, Melissa knew for certain. She was debating whether or not to comment when Stephanie asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Can't you tell, Steph?" Melissa asked, her eyes glowing with amusement. "He's hurting the same way I am, and for the same reason. He managed to get your dad's cock up his ass. Didn't you, Keith?" she grinned. "Congratulations. I know that's something you've wanted."

"Really?" Stephanie gasped, thunderstruck. "Really? I mean, I know you tried to tell me they were bi and, like, flirting and getting into each other, Mel."

"Yes, really," Keith said mildly, but he had such a goofy grin on his face that Melissa instantly knew it was something that made him incredibly happy. She'd been feeling it herself enough times over the past couple of weeks to be able to recognize the expression of someone head over heels in love.

"Oh, that's fantastic, Keith!" Melissa told him, anxious to lend her support and forestall anything ugly or critical that Stephanie might say. "You look so happy! I'm really proud of you, and really happy for you."

"Thanks, Sis," Keith smiled. "It was really amazing. John's such an incredible...well, he's just amazing, that's all."

"I can't disagree with that," Stephanie murmured. "Only does this mean that you're like, really gay?" she asked somewhat pointedly.

Keith looked directly at Stephanie and answered calmly, refusing to be cowed, "I'm no more gay than either of you." He paused a moment to let that sink in before continuing. "Your dad isn't, either, in case you were wondering. What we are is just like the two of you – bisexual. Only I like your dad's view better. He says he's not bisexual, he's just sexual, and loves having sex with and pleasing the people he loves, and doesn't see why it should matter whether they have a cock or a pussy."

Stephanie looked thoughtful. "Yeah," she said slowly at last, "That actually makes sense. It's just a lot to take in, you know?"

"Oh, believe me, I know," Keith answered her with a tender look. "I've been trying figure out what all those feelings I've been having are and what they really mean for a couple of years. And your dad finally helped me put it all together and accept who I am. And it's so incredible that he's just like me, and, and, well, I just love him so much!" he ended with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Of course you do, Keith," Melissa said gently as she comfortingly clasped her brother's knee. "We all do. And I do know you've been trying to figure out what it means when you've been obviously attracted to all the women in your life and still having these feelings about John and, I'm guessing, Brad, too, right?"

"Well, yeah, him, too," Keith admitted with a wry grin. "And I've got some ideas on how to fix that. But Stephanie," he said, turning to the slim, dark haired girl across the table from him, "I'm sure you're wondering what all this means for you, and for us, and for you and your dad, too. So I'll just tell you straight up – I'm still falling in love with you and want more than anything to be your boyfriend. And your dad still loves you more than anything in the world, and doesn't want anything to change what the two of you have together. But now your dad and I have something special, too, just like he has with Melissa and, well, the way things are looking, with my mom, too. So what it really means for you is there's just one more person that's in love with your dad, and I really hope you're willing to share him, because that's something both of us want very much. But that's all it means. Do you understand?" he asked in a tone that was nearly pleading.

Stephanie heaved a deep sigh before smiling ruefully. "You would have to remind me that this is something that makes Dad happy, too. So, yeah," she said, looking intently into Keith's eyes, "I guess what I'm saying is I'm cool with it, too. I was, um, just surprised at first, `cause even though Mel tried to tell me, I'd never really thought of Dad like that. But she was right, all the signs were there right in front of me, and I'm actually a bit embarrassed I didn't see it myself. For someone I supposedly love with all my heart, I wasn't very observant, you know?"

"Well, your dad will be greatly relieved to know how you feel. He was actually more concerned about how you would take it than Brad would," Keith informed her. "He said he was going to talk to you about it as soon as he got the chance."

"Okay, I guess I can understand that," Stephanie sighed. "Thank you, Keith. Thank you for explaining it and making me realize that this is just one more thing that pulls us – all of us," she made a broad hand gesture to indicate she was including everyone in the house, "Closer together. So!" she announced, changing her tone. "Why don't you get over here and kiss me good morning like a proper boyfriend should. And then you can kiss your sister-lover good morning. And then you can tell us all about what you have planned for my brother."

Grinning from ear to ear, Keith hopped to his feet and went over to Stephanie, causing her to shriek with delight as he seized her around her waist and pulled her up to him. And then he gave her a long, passionate kiss so full of love and lust and Melissa found her cunt starting to ooze from arousal. When it was Melissa's turn, she laughingly sprung to her feet and leapt into her brother's arms, wrapping her legs around him and grinding her pussy into his crotch oblivious to the aching while she plunged her tongue into the boy's mouth and kissed him with all the joy and love she could muster.

"Whew!" Keith murmured as he eased his sister back to the ground, "You two are both such amazing kissers."

"What about my dad?" Stephanie asked mischievously. "Is he an amazing kisser, too?"

"You know he is," Keith asked seriously. "And if what you're really trying to find out is if we really, truly made love, the answer is yes we did. Beautifully and completely. Just like he does with you. If you want more details, you should probably ask him. It might be a good way to bring up the subject, hmmm?"

"Okay, okay, I understand," Stephanie admitted with a short shrug. "And you can bet I will ask him, too. Okay, so before he walks in, what were those ideas about how to bring Brad around to the idea?"

Keith smiled and sat back down at the table, conspiratorially motioning the two girls to bring their heads in closer before he began to whisper. As he talked, big smiles emerged on both girls' faces.

 

It was a few minutes later when Brad walked into the kitchen and saw the Keith and the two girls with their heads together, talking in low voices. "Hey," he piped up, "What are you guys talking about?"

Melissa tried to keep from giving a guilty start, but Stephanie remained as cool as could be and said, "Just girl stuff."

Brad shook his head uncomprehendingly. "But Keith's here, too."

"Yeah, well Keith's an honorary girl, isn't he, Mel?" his sister rejoined.

"Oh, most definitely," Melissa snorted with amusement. She saw Keith's face color, but the way the corners of his mouth curved up, she could tell he was pleased with the sobriquet.

"Huh." Brad mumbled. "Could I be an honorary girl, too?" he asked hopefully.

"Maybe," his sister answered. "We'll have to see."

Further explanation was preempted by John calling as he descended from the head of the stairs, "Hey, everyone, you've got exactly five minutes to finish breakfast, brush your teeth, and get yourselves ready for school."

"I'm ready, Dad," Brad offered with a trace of smugness.

"I'm glad, son," John nodded as he walked into the kitchen. "One less thing to worry about. Keith, do you want me to drop you off at school on the way to work?" he added to the blond teen sitting at the table.

"Yeah, that'd be great," Keith answered, trying to sound nonchalant, but Melissa was amused and charmed by the look of utter delight that flashed across his face. She realized that her brother had fallen as hard and as deeply in love with John as he had with their mother. Not that she had any room to talk, she admitted silently.

Melissa and Stephanie pushed their way back from the table. "Thanks for breakfast, John," Melissa acknowledged.

"You're very welcome," the older man replied with a beaming smile.

"Dad, could I talk to you for a minute before you and Keith go?" Stephanie asked.

John raised his eyebrows but nodded. "The rest of you get moving and get your stuff together. Brad, since you are already ready, please put the breakfast stuff away and wash the dishes."

"Huh?" No fair," Brad complained.

His father was unsympathetic. "Look son, we all have to pitch in whenever and however we can if we're all going to keep this wonderful little thing we've got going. So since you have the time, please help. Thank you."

Without waiting for a response, John turned and gestured to his daughter to follow him into the front room. Melissa shook her head at Brad with an amused expression. "You did kind of ask for that, you know?" she observed. "I'll try to get done with my stuff quick and come back and help you, though."

The eighth grade boy flashed her a quick smile. "Thanks. Sometimes stuff just comes out of my mouth. You know that."

"I do, but I'm more interested in what stuff goes into your mouth. Like me," she giggled, which made Brad smile lewdly. "That's my baby," Melissa cooed. "Be right back."

 

The walk to school with Brad and Stephanie was uneventful since neither of the girls could really discuss what was foremost on their minds. Brad graciously inquired about Melissa's aches and pains, and promised to be especially gentle with her over the next day or so. But once they reached school and Brad had gone off to class, Melissa whirled on Stephanie. "So spill it, girlfriend. Did you talk to your dad about him and Keith?"

Stephanie nodded and gave a soft smile. "Yeah, and I told him that Keith and I talked and that I'm really cool with it, especially since it really seems like it means so much to him. He told me how glad he was that I had such a grownup perspective. He also explained that sex with men as well as women had been a big part of his life for a long time, and now that there was a man in his life, especially one he loved as much as Keith, he felt like he was finally all himself again. And yeah, he told me pretty much what Keith did – that this didn't change a thing between us. And when I told him I thought it was one more thing that bound us more together, he got all choked up and hugged me and kissed me."

"Oh, that's wonderful, Steph. I'm really glad you told him that," Melissa beamed. "So was that it?"

"Well," Stephanie drawled, "Naturally I made him tell me about everything they did together. I'll share the juicy details next time we're alone," she promised to deflect Melissa's lustful interest. "And I clued him in about our plans for my brother, so he's hip and will play along. He's even going to take off work early to be sure to get in on the fun."

"Yeah, assuming it all works," Melissa cautioned.

"Oh, I have every confidence in my boyfriend," Stephanie said with a smile. "Keith will pull it off if anyone can."

 

The rest of the school day passed uneventfully, with the exception of when the P.E. teacher called Melissa into her office and demanded to know why she was shaved `down there'. But she seemed to accept her explanation of doctor's recommendation for a condition. After harrumphing that she wouldn't want to see it become an example to the other girls, that was that.

At the end of the school day, Melissa stopped into the bathroom and quickly removed her bra, unbuttoning her blouse an extra two buttons before covering up with her jacket. She wanted to start getting Brad's arousal primed so he'd be ready to have his horizons broadened, as Keith had put it. As soon as they were out of sight of the school, Melissa removed her jacket, complaining that she was too hot, though in truth there was a chilly breeze. But that only served to harden her nipples so that they poked prominently out beneath the thin material of her blouse.

"Damn!" Brad breathed as soon as he got a good look at his girlfriend's chest, "Good thing Mrs. Gunderson didn't see you like that in the halls. And weren't you wearing a bra this morning?"

"Good for you, Brad," Melissa chuckled, "I'm glad to know you're noticing me more."

"It'd be hard not to notice that!" Brad asserted. "You're making me hard just from looking at you."

"Good," Melissa told him under lowered eyes. "I did it just for you. I took off my bra in the restroom just before I met up with you. Do you like?"

"I like! I like very much," Brad assured her, making Stephanie chortle with amusement.

"I'm really glad," Melissa grinned at him before her expression sobered, "But I also did it so you wouldn't forget about me while I spend some time alone with Stephanie as soon as we get home. Will you be okay without me for a while?"

"I suppose," Brad grumbled, "Yeah, I know you said that would happen sometimes." He brightened. "But do you think I could at least kiss those beautiful tits as soon as we get home?"

"Brad, you're incorrigible!" Melissa laughed, "But yes, of course. As long as you stick to kissing. They're still pretty tender after yesterday."

"Yeah, of course," Brad promised with an anticipatory smile spread across his face.

As soon as Brad had unlocked the door and the trio stepped inside, he made a beeline for Melissa and had started unbuttoning her blouse the rest of the way almost before she could drop her knapsack on the floor. Giggling crazily, Melissa tried to help her lustful boyfriend by shucking her blouse off her shoulders and onto the floor as soon as Brad managed to get it unbuttoned.

Moaning about how much he loved her and her beautiful tits, Brad eagerly took one breast into his mouth and began gently suckling on the nipple.

"Ohhh, yes, my love, that's perfect. Nice and gentle, just like that," Melissa encouraged Brad, her own breathing quickening in response to his erotic desire and stimulation. She looked up and was startled and delighted to see that Stephanie had already completely disrobed right there in the front hall.

"Hey, Bro," Stephanie spoke up, making Brad goggle when he glanced at her, "Since your girlfriend has two tits and you've only got one mouth, do you mind sharing?"

"Uh, no, no, that'd be great," Brad murmured, his eyes continuing to dart between Melissa's huge breasts and his sister's totally nude body. Stephanie resolved his dilemma by stepping up, taking Melissa's other breast in her mouth, and guiding her brother's hand down into her cunt, sighed with erotic bliss when Brad began to finger her sopping slit.

After half a minute of this treatment, which was ratcheting up Melissa's arousal considerably, she was bemused to feel Stephanie unzipping her skirt and tugging it downwards. Once she had it past Melissa's thighs, the redhead was able to jiggle it the rest of the way down to the floor. Stephanie immediately went to work on her panties, and with their combined efforts, Melissa, too, was standing stark naked in the front hallway of the Muller house. Stephanie then plunged her own hand deeply between Melissa's legs and began to seriously diddle her plump lover's twat, making Melissa gasp with delight.

For several more minutes, the three junior high schoolers stood together in the hallway, the only sounds coming from the slurping of tongues on Melissa's breasts and nipples, and the wet, squishy noises of fingers lewdly probing the two girls' pussies.

Then Stephanie surprised Melissa still further by beginning to unbutton Brad's shirt. Taking her cue, Melissa reached down and began to unbuckle and unzip Brad's pants. With only a little more effort and some cooperative assistance from Brad, the three of them were now completely nude except for Brad's socks which had been simply too much trouble to remove while continuing to lick and finger-fuck each other. Stephanie completed the three-way by firmly taking Melissa's hand and wrapping it around her brother's iron-hard erection, and Melissa began to slowly jerk the boy off as he continued to make love to one of her breasts.

Melissa was beginning to wonder what Stephanie had in mind, because the plan had only been to make sure Brad was turned on enough to be more accepting of whatever Keith had in mind, but not necessarily a full-blown orgy before they even got upstairs. She was by now thoroughly aroused and realized she was getting close to an orgasm.

At that moment, the front door suddenly opened, causing three heads to whirl simultaneously. Keith was standing in the doorway, blinking at the utterly lascivious and incestuous tableau in front of him. Finally Melissa spoke, rather breathlessly. "Keith, you might want to come in and shut the door, okay, lover?"

"Uh, yeah," Keith grinned as he shut the door behind him. "I can see you started without me," he observed with a grin even as he began to rapidly disrobe himself right there in the hall.

"Well, we weren't exactly expecting you now, were we?" Melissa said, playing her scripted role. "Why are you home now?"

"Uh, well, I just got to thinking about how much I wanted you all, so I told my coach I wasn't feeling well and needed to go home," Keith grinned, waggling his eyebrows. By now, he was as naked as the others, his clothing joining the scattered heaps in the hallway.

"Well, you may have wasted your time," Brad spoke up, pulling his lips reluctantly away from Melissa's large tit, now shiny with saliva. "The girls told me they were going to spend some time alone. I mean, just the two of them," he clarified. "I'm trying to persuade them otherwise," he said in a hopeful voice.

"And it was a really nice try, brother dear," Stephanie told him as she stepped away from Brad and Melissa, "But now that you've got us both nicely turned on, and now that Keith's here to keep you company, we're going to go to our bedroom and have a nice long fuck. We'll see you both later, we promise," Stephanie called back over her shoulder as she and Melissa went off hand in hand down the hallway and up the stairs.

Stifling a guffaw at Brad's poleaxed expression, Keith put a companionable arm around Brad's shoulders and said softly, "You know? She's right. We can keep each other company." He looked around conspiratorially. "Come with me; I've got an idea."

Pulling Brad along before he had the opportunity to think too much or object, Keith guided him firmly up to their shared bedroom and closed the door. By now Brad was beginning to look intrigued. "What did you have in mind?"

"Look!" Keith announced, holding up two small glass tumblers.

"What are those for? Did you take those out of the kitchen?" Brad asked curiously.

"I sure did, in preparation for just such an occasion," Keith said proudly. "Don't tell me you've never used a glass to listen through walls before?"

"Uh, no," Brad admitted. "How does that work?"

"Here, get up on my bed – it's already right up against their wall – and I'll show you," Keith directed. His eyes were gleaming with brazen lust as the cute, nude young boy climbed onto the bed. Keith eagerly scrambled up behind him, carefully placing his body right alongside Brad's while trying to make it appear casual.

"Okay, now what?" Brad asked, his curiosity genuinely piqued.

"Now, you take your glass like so," Keith demonstrated, casually leaning over Brad's body and allowing his own to press up against it, "And hold it up to the wall. Yep, just like that. Now, put your ear over the open end and press it in enough that it makes a seal against your head. And listen."

Brad did as he was told, frowning for a moment. Then a look of wonder crossed his face. "Holy shit! I can hear everything they're saying!"

"Yeah? What did I tell you? Huh?" Keith exulted. "So what are they saying?" he asked with genuine interest.

"Huh? Oh, Melissa's telling my sister how clever she was to make it so they were all totally turned on before they even started. Oh, boy!" Brad grinned. "Now they're talking about how they're going to make each other come – I think they're talking about putting their pussies together between each other's legs and rubbing them together. They did that one time before, and it about drove them nuts. This ought to be good!" Brad grinned eagerly. Then he turned back to face Keith. "So did you figure this out all on your own?"

"Oh, no," Keith admitted. "Believe it or not, my mom showed me the trick when I was a kid. Don't tell her, but I used to listen to Melissa making herself come in her room once she started masturbating. Actually, I don't care if you do tell her; she'd probably be flattered," Keith chuckled.

"Yeah, knowing her, I think you're right. So you had the hots for her, even before, you know, all this started?" Brad asked with a gleam in his eye.

"Oh, yeah, big time," Keith laughed. "I used to steal her panties out of the laundry hamper so I could sniff them while I jerked off."

"Really?" Brad asked, fascinated.

"Really," Keith answered. He placed a hand on Brad's hip in front of him, praying it would just be seen as a gesture of confidentiality. To his delight, Brad made no objection. "God! She used to walk around the house in these T-shirts that she would sleep in...only they were way too small for her, especially this year now that her boobs are growing so much, so naturally, they hugged all her curves. And every time she'd raise her arms, the hem pulled up way above her panties, so that was always a treat. But the best treat was when she'd do that when she wasn't wearing any panties. Shit, I could see her cunt, her ass, everything! Whenever that happened I'd have to rush up to my room and jerk off like three times in a row before I could be around her again without sporting a ginormous boner!" Keith laughed. His eyes went up as the sounds of female moaning and gasping began to clearly emanate through the wall. "Sounds like they're really getting into it, huh?"

"Oh, yeah, big time," Brad agreed. "This is really amazing. It's like I'm right there with them."

"Yep, for a while there when Melissa started getting herself off, it seemed like all I wanted to do was listen to her and jerk off," Keith acknowledged. "But how about you, Bro? Seems like you were plenty interested in your sister before `all this' as you put it. Were you seriously trying to get in her pants, too?"

Brad grimaced. "I don't know if you'd call it that. Until my, um, education started a couple weeks ago, I wouldn't really have known what to do about if I'd actually had the chance to, you know, get in her pants. But yeah, I had the hots for her, big time, too. I kept trying to get a peek at her naked, you know? Like when she was dressing or in the bathroom. The best time was one evening she was getting undressed in her room, only she didn't pull her shades down and I was still in the backyard, so I could see in and she couldn't see out. So I got to see her completely naked. It drove me so crazy I had to jack off right there in the yard, even though I was terrified that Dad was going to come out and catch me."

"Damn! That's really hot!" Keith breathed. "We should all talk about this with them some time. It'd make an interesting dinner conversation. Plus I'd be willing to bet we might find out that some of that flashing wasn't as innocent as we thought."

"Yeah, you may be right about that," Brad acknowledged thoughtfully. His breathing was getting deeper with obvious arousal.

"But I have to tell you," Keith went on, "Between your stories and hearing those girls moaning and groaning like that, my cock is so hard it's about to burst."

"Yeah, mine, too," Brad admitted.

"Well, don't think me rude or weird, but we've been through enough together that I think I can say I've got to jerk off right now. And be my guest to do the same," Keith added, whispering a silent prayer now that the crucial moment in his seduction plan was upon him, "I think it would be really cool to jerk off together while we listen to them go at it. After all, if they can have they're fun together, why can't we?"

"Wow, really?" Brad asked, his eyes wide, before they narrowed again. "You know what? You're right. You're absolutely fucking right. Why shouldn't we be able to have fun together, too?" he said a bit defiantly.

"Well said, Bro," Keith responded with enthusiasm. "Here, scoot in a little closer to the wall so I can listen to them, too."

Holding his breath and sensitive to the slightest sign of reluctance, Keith only allowed himself to breathe when Brad did exactly as Keith had requested, shifting his body more closely to the wall and to Keith's great relief, grabbed his own cock in his hand and began to blatantly stroke it.

"Good man," Keith praised Brad as he moved in even more closely behind the younger boy, pressing his nude body fully up against Brad's and leaning in to press his glass and his ear to the wall. At the same time, he began to stroke his own rigid cock, allowing the head of it to occasionally graze the back of Brad's head or neck and, when Brad made no comment, allowed it to happen more and more frequently.

But when he finally did press his glass to the wall and could hear what the girls were saying, he had to stifle a chuckle. They were apparently recovering from their initial orgasms and were discussing sex, naturally. But their chosen topic of conversation was tailor-made to get Brad thinking in new directions, and Keith silently blessed the girls for their ingenuity in helping the plan along.

"I'm really turning into such a come slut," Melissa was saying. "I just can't seem to get enough of it anymore. I love everything about it – the way it smells, the way it tastes, the way it feels on my skin."

"You! What about me?" Stephanie giggled loudly. "Every time one of the guys fucks your pussy or your ass, who's the one who can't wait to suck the come out of you."

"True, though I love doing that just as much. And you always share afterwards," Melissa observed. "I'm always fascinated with the way come tastes so different after it's been in one of our bodies."

"Yeah, that's true, huh?" Stephanie agreed. "Good thing I love the taste of it both ways."

"Amen to that," Melissa chortled. "So tell me: whose come do you like the taste of best?"

"Oh, shit, Mel, I can't answer that," Stephanie pleaded. "They're all different but I love the taste of all three of them."

"Like how are they different?" Melissa prodded.

"Oh, it's hard to describe. Brad's is usually really light and delicate. Definitely the easiest to swallow any time. Keith's – well, it's almost the same as Brad's only with a little stronger flavor. And Dad – well there's just so fucking much of it, isn't there?" Stephanie asked.

"No kidding," Melissa giggled. "I swear, when he's coming it's like it's never going to stop. You just keep swallowing and swallowing. I'm always so amazed at that I never even really stop to think about what it tastes like."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Stephanie answered in a dreamy voice. "And he leaves such a big load inside us, it's so incredible to suck it all out afterwards."

"It sure is," Melissa agreed. "So here's what I think. I think Keith is the appetizer, `cause he always gets me so fucking hot and turned on, and John is the main course just because, well..."

"He fills you up!" Stephanie giggled.

"Exactly. But somehow at the end if it all, I always want to go to Brad for dessert, `cause he's just my sweet baby, and if I had my druthers, his is the come I'd most like to taste on my lips as I go to sleep," Melissa sighed.

"Aww, that's really adorable. I hope Brad appreciates what an incredible girlfriend he has," Stephanie cried.

"Well, I really appreciate what an incredible boyfriend I have. And speaking of come, I'm still blown away by the way Brad just stepped up and offered to suck all that come out of my nose when I was struggling to breathe," Melissa said in a heartfelt tone. "Not only did he not hesitate for a minute when he saw I was in trouble, but in the process, he swallowed a whole mouthful of his and Keith's come, not to mention all my snot. I thought I loved him before then, but in that moment I thought my heart was going to burst, I was so full of love for him. And so proud of him! He didn't even bat an eye when he swallowed all that come. Remember how uptight he used to be about anything where somebody might think he was gay? He's come such a long way, and I'm really proud of him."

"Hey, do you think the guys will ever be as cool about being bisexual as we are? Wouldn't that be so totally hot to actually watch the three of them sucking each other's cocks and even fucking each other's asses?" Stephanie asked in a voice that sounded like she was getting very aroused.

"Oh, God, yes!" Melissa cried loudly. "Thinking about them sucking each other's cocks and fucking each other has gotten me so fucking turned on, I really need to fuck you right now, Steph!"

"I'm ready, too, my love," Stephanie said. "Why don't you lie on your back and let me shove my fingers into your pussy while you wrap your legs around me? I'll pretend I'm Brad fucking you, okay?"

"Ohhh, my baby, you are so wonderfully kinky," Melissa agreed. "And don't forget to pay plenty of attention to my tits. You know how my Brad loves my boobs!"

"Oh, I will," Stephanie promised as the sound of squeaking bed springs began to filter through the wall into the boys' room. "And don't try to tell me you don't love the way Brad loves your boobs, girl. You two were so totally made for each other."

"Ohhhh! My God, Steph, I mean Brad," Melissa gasped, "I wouldn't dream of denying it. I love the way he sucks my tits and bites me hard when I come. Hoh! Oh, yeah, just like that. I love the way you feel inside me, Brad! Fuck me! Hunngghhh! Fuck me hard, Brad! Aaaaghhhhh!"

As the girls voices devolved into incoherent cries and moans of lascivious pleasure, both boys pulled their glasses away from the wall and looked at each other incredulously. "Holy shit!" Brad murmured at last. "Can you believe the way they were talking about the way our come tastes? I never knew girls could be so, uh, you know..."

"Slutty" Keith suggested with a grin. By now both boys were stroking themselves in earnest, the heads of their engorged pricks gleaming purple and shiny in the afternoon light every time their pistoning fists exposed them. The end of Keith's prick was thrusting repeatedly against and along the side of Brad's neck, yet the younger boy was either oblivious or choosing not to make an issue of it. Or maybe, Keith thought as his heart leapt into his throat, maybe Brad was getting a little curious about boy sex now. The thought of being able to have yet another fantasy fulfilled pushed him dangerously close to a climax and he eased off on the intensity and pace of his masturbation.

"Yeah, slutty," Brad agreed, "Though maybe kinky is a better word. Slutty sounds kind of, you know, ugly and disrespectful, and they're both so amazing and hot."

"Yeah, they've both gotten pretty amazingly out there," Keith agreed. "I think we're gonna' have to really step up our game if we want to keep up with them, know what I mean, Bro?"

"No shit!" Brad blurted. "Could you believe what they were saying about getting turned on by the thought of us sucking each other's cocks and fucking each other? Even my dad! Man! I don't know what to think."

"Well, I think we should. Try some stuff with each other, I mean. After all, they're in they're making each other come like crazy. Why shouldn't it be okay if we do stuff together, too? I mean, fair's fair." Keith held his breath after this daring proposal, hoping against hope that Brad wouldn't completely freak out.

"Yeah? Like what kind of stuff were you thinking of?" Brad asked cautiously.

Keith's heart soared. `He didn't say no! He's interested!' he thought to himself. Out loud he just said in a casual tone he didn't feel, "Oh, I don't know. Hey, I'll bet it would feel a lot better to you if I was the one stroking your cock, and I bet it would feel really great if you did the same to me. Let's try that!"

Brad paused a moment, clearly wrestling with conflicting emotions. But in the end, he just said, "Sure, okay. Why not?" He turned his back to the wall so his body was facing Keith's with his head and shoulders even with Keith's raging hard-on. Without any further prompting, Brad reached out and grasped Keith's iron-hard member as soon as Keith relinquished his own handhold and began to pump it up and down. "Like this?" Brad asked.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Keith enthused. "That feels incredible – way better than doing it myself. Just do whatever usually feels good to you when you jerk off, and I'll do the same to you." He matched actions to words and took Brad's very stiff prick in his hand and began to slowly slide his hand up and down the length of it. "What do you think? Better?"

"Uh, yeah, actually it is," Brad admitted with a bit of a grin. "This is actually pretty cool being able to do this with you."

"It really is, isn't it?" Keith assured him. "I knew I really liked you for a reason."

"You- you really like me?" Brad asked a little breathlessly. He was obviously enjoying the sensation of having his cock stroked.

"Oh, Hell yeah!" Keith said with feeling. "You obviously really love both my sister and your sister, who I really care about a lot, and you make them both feel really good. I think you're totally cool. And, if I'm being honest, I can see what both Stephanie and Melissa see in you. You're actually a really sexy guy," Keith finished, holding his breath to see if he had crossed the line.

But to Keith's joy, Brad just smiled and said shyly, "Thanks. I- I kinda' think you're really a sexy guy, too. I can definitely see what our sisters see in you – and why every other girl in school seems to be completely gaga over you."

"Yeah, well, I have to be honest, I still don't get all that," Keith smiled ruefully before turning to gaze directly into Brad's eyes, "But it really means a lot to hear that you think I'm sexy, `cause you, I really care about." Without waiting for a response from Brad, Keith pressed his advantage. "Hey, I'm gonna' try something else. Tell me if this doesn't feel even better!"

Keith shifted his face and, to Brad's astonishment, took Brad's throbbing cock into his mouth and began to suck it lovingly.

"Holy- I mean, God, Keith!" Brad exclaimed. "I can't believe you're actually sucking me!"

Keith pulled his head back for a moment. "But doesn't it feel even better than my hand?" He quickly resumed sucking and licking Brad's cock which, he was pleased to notice, hadn't deflated one little bit. If anything, it had swollen to even greater stiffness.

"Damn, but yes it does," Brad groaned. "Shit, I can't believe how good that feels. You're as good as the girls are. Maybe better," he admitted softly.

"That's because I'm a guy and know what feels good to a guy," Keith answered. "Just like the girls can lick each other's pussies better than we can, `cause they know what feels good to a girl."

"Huh!" Brad mused, beginning to pant heavily with lewd arousal. "I guess you're right. You, uh, you want me to try sucking your cock, too?"

Keith stifled the surge of pure lust that coursed through him and just said enthusiastically, "Oh, heck yeah. I thought you'd never ask." He quickly returned to his perverted fellatio.

"I- I'm not gay, you know," Brad murmured even as his lips were descending to engulf Keith's prick in his hand.

Keith paused his own blowjob long enough to say sincerely, "Didn't say you were. We're just two guys who like each other and think each other is sexy, trying stuff with each other to see if we like it, right? Ohhh, damn but that feels good, Brad. I love having my cock in your mouth so fucking much!"

Brad murmured something that might have been, "Uh huh, me, too" if his mouth weren't completely full of Keith's prick.

Keith was in heaven; everything was working out even better than he had dared hope. He had figured he would have to use a lot more persuasion than turned out to be needed. He acknowledged to himself that the girls' contribution to the plan in letting Brad know how much it would excite them if he would actually engage in bisexual acts was probably what put everything over the top, and vowed to thank them both personally and enthusiastically the very next chance he got. Now all he had to do was to keep from coming himself before Brad did to bring the final part of his plan to fruition. He bent forward and began to suck Brad's cock with vigor, using his hands to stroke the shaft and press against the base of his prick, willing the load of semen he knew was building inside

It didn't take more than five minutes of Keith's intense cock-sucking before Brad pulled his lips away from Keith's prick and yelled in warning, "Ohh! Shit, Keith! I'm about to – hunngghhh! About to come!"

"Hmm-hmm," Keith acknowledged, maintaining a fierce grip on Brad's prick with his hand and mouth.

"Dude!" Brad cried hoarsely, "Didn't you – fuck! Hear me? I'm gonna- hoh! Gonna' come in your mouth!"

"Mmm-hmmm," Keith agreed once more, sucking and stroking Brad's cock for all he was worth.

"Ohhh, God!" Brad groaned, "I can't believe- oh, shit! Here it comes! Fuck! You asked for it! Hungghh! Hunghhh! Hunngghhh!" and with a series of guttural grunts began to ejaculate spurt after spurt of his thick, viscous jism into Keith's eager mouth.

Keith wantonly swallowed it all and frenziedly sucked even harder, coaxing every last drop out of his eighth-grade lover's prick and milking the shaft to ensure he received everything Brad had to give him. Brad's orgasmic spasms continued for nearly a minute – clearly all the previous erotic teasing and stimulation had worked him into needing to shoot a very big load – and Keith gratefully sucked and swallowed with every rhythmic throb of Brad's cock.

Finally, Brad's orgasm faded and he flopped onto his back with a huge sigh. "Hoh, man! Did I ever need that!" he exclaimed between continued panting. He raised his head to regard Keith. "Man! That was so amazing that you actually swallowed it all. Didn't it gross you out?"

"Hell, no," Keith grinned. "After hearing the girls talk about how good your come tastes, I just had to try it. And guess what? They were right – you taste fantastic!"

"Really?" Brad looked skeptical. "I tried tasting it a couple of times and wasn't impressed."

"Well, you've gotten a lot more together sexually since then from what I can see," Keith observed artfully, "Plus it always helps when you're totally turned on like I was. But yeah, I thought it was delicious. How about you? Did you enjoy it?"

Brad nodded with a bemused expression on his face. "Actually, I really did. The way you sucked me was incredible, and I can't believe how hard you made me come. I had even almost talked myself into letting you come in my mouth `cause I was so crazily turned on and hot, but it doesn't sound quite so good now, so I definitely get what you mean about it helping to be really turned on. But, yeah, I was surprised, but it was actually pretty good."

"So you might be up for doing it again sometime?" Keith probed.

"Yeah, that'd be cool," Brad acknowledged with a shy smile. "Maybe some time when the girls are watching since they sure made it sound like it would give them a thrill."

"Oh, Hell yeah!" Keith laughed. "We'll definitely make that happen. So..." he paused for a minute while he fixed Brad's eye with his, "What are we going to do about this poor guy?" he asked, gesturing down at his still rock-hard prick. "I'm guessing that you're not quite as up for sucking my cock right now."

"Um, yeah, sorry," Brad apologized sheepishly. "That's one of those things I think I'll only be ready to try when I'm already going out of my mind with horniness."

"Yeah, no worries, I get it," Keith said too easily. "So why don't we try something else the girls said would give them a thrill?"

"Uh, like what?" Brad asked with a puzzled expression.

"Like, I'd really like to fuck you," Keith answered with gleaming eyes.

"Whoa! You mean, like, in my ass?" Brad asked, taken aback.

"Well, yeah," Keith snorted. "Unless you've got any other holes you've been hiding."

"Oh, wow, I- uh, I don't know," Brad temporized, a worried frown furrowing his brow.

"Oh, bro, don't go getting all prissy on me now," Keith retorted urgently. "You already admitted that I made you come big time, so you owe me a big one, too. It's only fair. Plus I don't see what the big deal is anyway. You didn't have any problem with me putting my tongue and fingers up your ass yesterday when my sister was trying out three guys at a time, and I know Melissa has had her finger up your ass more than once!" Brad raised his eyebrows and Keith knew he had scored with that.

"So how is this that much different?" Keith argued. "Come on, Bro! You already heard how much the girls wanted to see us fucking. So let's just try it and see how you like it, right? If you don't, then we don't have to do it again."

Brad shook his head ruefully, "Okay, okay. That's what I get for being part of this wild and kinky family. So how does this work?"

"All right, good man!" Keith grinned. "Don't worry – I'll do my best to make sure you enjoy it, too. Was I wrong about cock-sucking?"

"No, no, you're right, that was pretty fucking cool," Brad admitted with a weak smile.

"It sure was," Keith nodded in emphatic agreement as he got to his feet and began to rummage through his suitcase. "And now we're going to try some pretty cool fucking!" making Brad snort with amusement.

By now Brad was eyeing Keith's prominent hard-on dubiously. "It's kind of funny how much bigger a cock looks when you're thinking about it going up your ass," he observed with a grimace.

"Yeah, that's probably true," Keith laughed as he found the bottle of baby oil he had brought and held it up, "But I promise you I'll take it nice and easy. We'll get you good and loosened up first, and I promise if it hurts at any time, I'll stop until you can get used to it, okay?"

"Okay," Brad mumbled, "But remember, you promised. What do you need me to do?"

"Just shift over into the middle of the bed on your back, and pull your legs up close to your chest – yeah, just like that," Keith coached. Both boys suddenly pricked up their ears as the sounds of Melissa's and Stephanie's pre-orgasmic shrieks and screamed obscenities filtered through the wall again. The boys looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Damn, they're having fun in there, aren't they?" Brad grinned.

Keith raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, well, good for them. We're having fun in here, too."

Brad nodded in defiant agreement, "Absolutely. Who needs them?"

"Well, I wouldn't go that far," Keith observed mildly. "I know for a fact that both of us need them very much. But I think we're figuring out that we don't need them right this minute."

"Yeah, you're right," Brad nodded more thoughtfully. "Oooh, that feels weird. What are you doing?"

"Just getting your ass crack nice and slick so it'll be comfortable for you," Keith explained as he squirted more oil down into Brad's anal crevice and spread it around with his fingers. "Okay, now I need to focus on relaxing your asshole, just like you would if you're starting to take a shit."

"Uh, okay," Brad said, frowning with concentration.

"Looking good, little brother," Keith encouraged. "Okay, I'm going to slip a finger inside you. Here goes."

"Huh! That didn't hurt a bit," Brad marveled.

"That's good. That's real good," Keith assured him. "Okay, now I'm moving it in and out. How's that feel?"

"It, uh, actually it feels kind of good," Brad admitted shly.

"Uh-huh," Keith grinned, "You're getting into it now." Struck with inspiration, he squirted some more oil into his other hand and slathered it onto Brad's detumescent prick before starting to slide his hand up and down the soft, squishy length. He was gratified to feel the younger boy's cock respond almost immediately, swelling and growing under his lewd ministrations.

"Ohh!" Brad gasped. "That's, uh, damn! That feels really good. You sure you've never done this before?" he asked with a note of suspicion in his voice.

"Only in my dreams, little brother," Keith assured him with a smile. "But that's something I knew would feel good to me so I figured it might feel good to you."

"Yeah, it really does," Brad nodded, his breathing starting to deepen. "Hoh! What did you just do?" he demanded.

"Put a second finger inside you," Keith explained. "It seemed to go in just fine. You still doing okay?"

"Uh, yeah, I think so," Brad answered hesitantly. "It feels pretty tight to me."

"Okay, that's good," Keith assured him. "Focus more on letting your ass relax. The more relaxed you are, the better. Yeah, good, I can feel you relaxing now. You're doing great!"

"I'm- I'm glad," Brad panted. "It's a lot easier when you're stroking my dick like that – keeps my mind off other things."

"Kinda' the point," Keith confessed. "Remember how the idea of swallowing my come didn't seem bad at all when you were really turned on? Well, same deal here. The more turned on you are, the more you'll enjoy this, I promise."

"Okay, I trust you," Brad said simply, making Keith's heart lurch. He realized that he was falling for Brad, too. `Well,' he thought to himself, `Why not? I've fallen in love with everyone else in our two families.'

"Ohhh, okay, that's starting to feel really good," Brad said in a voice grown husky with arousal. "What are you doing to me?"

"Basically fucking your ass with two fingers while giving you a lube hand job," Keith laughed. "So, yeah. I'd be kind of surprised if it didn't feel good. I think you're ready to take it to the next level. Remember, let me know if it hurts too much and I'll stop until you can get used to it." With that, he added a third, oil-slickened finger to the other two and pressed them slowly but firmly into his young lover's puckered anus.

"Hoh!" Brad grunted. "Okay, that's really tight. Hang- hang on a minute, okay?"

"Sure thing," Keith answered, halting his forward momentum. "We'll pause a minute. Hey," he said brightly, "While we're waiting, can you reach that bottle of oil beside me? My hands are both kind of occupied."

"Sure, no problem," Brad said as he retrieved the bottle of baby oil from the bed. "What do you want me to do with it?"

"Here, let me scoot around a little closer to you," Keith explained as he shifted his body to the side so Brad's arms coud reach him. "Now just squirt a bunch in your hand and rub it all over my cock, just like I'm doing with yours."

"Oh, uh, yeah, sure," Brad answered. He poured the oil out into his hand as instructed and began to rub it along Keith's straining erection, gingerly at first and then with more enthusiasm.

"Ohhhh, fuck, that feels so good, Brad," Keith moaned.

"I know, right?" Brad grinned, his own breathing shortening rapidly. "This is kind of fun. Maybe we should, you know...?"

"Give each other lube hand jobs?" Keith grinned. "Definitely. We'll have to add that to the list of things to try the next time the girls want some `quality time' with each other. But right now, I'm going to focus on getting you ready for a good fucking. You seem to have relaxed enough now. I'm going to push in further. Ready?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess," Brad answered a bit hesitantly. Keith could tell his young paramour had been trying to worm out of being fucked in the ass, but Keith wasn't about to let this chance slip away. He'd been working too hard and waiting too long for this moment.

"Ohhh!" Brad groaned. "That feels – shit! I don't know how that feels!"

"Kind of like you know it's supposed to hurt, only you're so turned on that it feels like something different?" Keith suggested, "Something really intense but something better?"

"Yeah!" Brad marveled. "How did you know?"

"Because that's exactly how my mom and sister describe it when I fuck them in the ass," Keith chuckled.

"Oh, yeah," Brad nodded. He was breathing heavily now and beginning to moan with pleasure under the twin obscene assaults on his cock and ass. "Hoof! God! That feels so – you're right. It doesn't hurt, at all."

"Well, I've got three fingers shoved all the way up your butt, so you know what that means?" Keith leered.

"Showtime," Brad mumbled, his face reddening.

"Showtime, indeed," Keith agreed. "Why does that seem like it's funny to you?" he asked as he shifted his body around between Brad's legs again and positioned his slippery cock right outside the point where his fingers were embedded in the younger boy's bowels.

"Uh, because that's what my sister and Melissa said after I got three fingers into Stephanie's ass the first time I fucked her ass. The first time I fucked her at all, actually," Brad admitted.

"Cool," Keith smiled. "So now you'll have something even more you share with your sister." And with that, he quickly pulled his fingers out of Brad's anus and plunged his cock deeply into the boy's rectum.

"Doh! Hoof!" Brad exhaled and grunted in rapid succession as he felt the sudden release of pressure and the equally sudden resumption of it in his anus. "God! What did you just do?" he demanded.

"I just pulled my fingers out and shoved my cock in," Keith said triumphantly. "Congrats, little bro! We're really fucking now."

"Huh! I barely felt a thing!" he gasped. "Shit! I can feel you moving in and out! This is actually kind of- gahhh!" he croaked as the bedroom door opened and he saw both Melissa and Stephanie standing in the doorway, completely nude but their eyes wide and eagerly taking in the lascivious scene in front of them.

"I- I-," Brad stammered, "This isn't what it looks like!" He was completely at a loss. He was totally mortified at being caught in such a position but Keith hadn't even looked up and just kept plunging in and out of him like he could care less about their unexpected audience.

"Oh, it's exactly what it looks like, brother dear," Stephanie cooed with an impish smile.

"I'll say!" Melissa enthused as she moved quickly across the room and laid down beside Brad on the bed, offering him one of her pendulous breasts to the boy's lips. Dazed, Brad accepted the gift and began to suck on his girlfriend's nipple.

"What it looks like," Melissa went on once she was assured that Brad was quickly being comforted in the best way she knew how, "Is totally and completely hot! You wouldn't believe how much seeing you getting fucked turns me on!"

"Hi, girls," Keith greeted the new arrivals a bit breathlessly. He was reeling from the sensations and the erotic scene of being able to fuck such a beautiful boy as Brad and was desperately trying to stave off a climax as long as he could. "Uh, Steph, could you manage to work your way in on the other side of your brother and keep jerking him off? My hand's getting pretty tired. There' more oil in the bottle somewhere under Melissa's leg if you need it," he advised.

Melissa adroitly fished the bottle in question from under her body and handed it with a secret smile over to Stephanie, who accepted it with a grin and immediately squirted a handful of the slippery liquid and began to stroke her brother's stiff prick with a slow, languid rhythm that was somehow even sexier than what Keith had been providing.

Brad finally pulled back from Melissa's ample breast long enough to insist, "It's not like – I mean, we were just..."

"You were just doing exactly what we hoped you would, my love," Melissa soothed him. "You were discovering how much fun two boys could have together. Just like the kind of fun two girls can have together, right, Steph?"

"Definitely," the dark haired girl answered with a smoky glow in her eyes. "And I have to say that seeing the two of you together is even hotter than I imagined."

"Jeez! You guys really weren't kidding when you said seeing us fucking would turn you on!" Brad blurted, then looked aghast at what we had just revealed.

"When did we say that?" Melissa asked, too sweetly. "Steph, do you remember us telling the boys anything like that?"

"Why, no, no I don't," Stephanie shook her head, thoroughly enjoying herself.

"As I recall," Melissa went on, "We only had that conversation in your room a little while ago. Brad Muller," she turned an accusing glare on her hapless boyfriend that was belied by the twinkle in her eye, "Were you eavesdropping on us this afternoon?"

"Uh, yeah, yeah we were. But it was all Keith's idea!" Brad exclaimed.

"Of course it was," Melissa nodded sagely.

"It was," Brad insisted. "Ask him! He used to use a glass on the wall to listen to you make yourself come."

Melissa was momentarily taken aback. "Wow, Keith, is this true?"

"Absolutely," Keith grinned back though his eyes were somewhat glazed from the effort to keep from climaxing. "It was my favorite thing to do while I was jerking myself off," he acknowledged, utterly shameless.

"Yeah, that and sniffing my panties at the same time," the redhead pointed out with a droll expression.

"Yep, that too," her brother nodded, looking inordinately proud of himself.

"Hmm, I can see we're going to have some interesting conversations when all this is over," Melissa promised before turning her attention back to Brad. "So what all did you hear?"

"Uh, only how you thought it would be really hot to watch the guys suck each other's cocks and fuck each other. And about whose come tasted the best," he added. "You said you liked my come the best to be on your lips when you went to sleep at night." His eyes took on a decidedly tender cast.

"That's right, my love, I did say that," she agreed, "And I meant it. So I can see that you're okay with being fucked, and you're right, it really does turn me on.

"Yeah, brother, how does it feel?" Stephanie wanted to know. "Do you like being fucked in the ass?"

"Uh, yeah, I kind of do," Brad admitted shyly. "It, well, it reminds me of the first time we fucked, when I fucked your ass. And, well, it makes me feel like it's something we share now, you know? Like I'm closer to you."

"Aww, what an incredibly sweet thing to say!" Stephanie cried and flung herself atop her brother and kissed him long and passionately.

While the brother and sister were thus occupied, Melissa glanced up at her own brother's face, which was flushed and glistening with sweat. "How are you doing?" she whispered softly.

"I'm, uh, I'm really trying to keep from coming," he admitted.

"Yeah, I thought so – you have that look I've learned to recognize. Hang in there just a little longer of you can – I think the best is yet to come," she cautioned.

Keith acknowledged her comment with a quick nod, but he slowed the pace of his thrusting. Melissa noted that Stephanie must have heard and understood as well because she also backed off on the tempo of her stroking along her brother's prick.

Giving Brad a significant glance, Melissa asked him, "So tell me, Brad, since you were listening so intently to everything your sister and I were saying, did you also hear us say how hot it would be if you guys sucked each other's cocks?"

"Uh, yeah, we did," Brad answered between his increasingly rapid panting.

"Did what?" Stephanie demanded, looking keenly interested. "Heard us, or sucked each other?"

"B-both, actually," Brad admitted, looking pleased at being able to claim the feat. "I mean, we both sucked each other, and I came in Keith's mouth and he swallowed it all!"

"Really, Keith?" Melissa exclaimed, "Way to go, Bro! Was it as nice as you hoped?"

"Better!" Keith answered with a tight smile as he struggled to contain the orgasm that kept threatening to explode out of his plunging cock. "I mean, after you'd talked about how much you liked the taste of Brad's come, how could I not? And you're right – I love the way he tastes!"

"That's fantastic, Keith!" Melissa said with heartfelt enthusiasm. "And how about you, Brad? What did you think of the experience?"

"Um, actually I was surprised," the eighth grade boy acknowledged. "I really enjoyed it. I already told Keith I'd be cool with trying it again. Only...the one thing I realized was that the idea of getting his come in my mouth sounded a whole lot better before I came myself than after; afterwards, the idea kind of grossed me out. That's, um, well, that's why Keith talked me into trying to fuck my ass, since I wasn't up for sucking him off."

"Wow!" Melissa cried, kissing Brad soundly on his lips and face several times. "You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear what you've been brave enough to try. I'm really, really proud of you! And it does seem like you're kind of enjoying being fucked, too."

"Yeah, I really am," Brad smiled shyly, "Only it's the same deal – I'm totally cool with it as long as I'm really turned on at the time – like now."

"Well, I think we can definitely arrange that, son," John Muller's voice sounded unexpectedly from the doorway of the room. Every head in the room swiveled to gape at John who was standing in the door, completely naked and stroking his gigantic erection. Clearly he had been observing and listening for some time.

"Dad! Oh, fuck no!" Brad blurted, sounding horror-struck. "Gahhh! Why did you have to see this?"

"Son, what I see, aside from one of the most amazing, totally hot, and arousing things I've ever seen in my life, is a young man who is braver and more loving than I ever thought possible, one who is willing to try new things even if they might make him very uncomfortable just because he wants to please the people he loves. And I completely agree with Melissa – I am prouder of you right now than I've ever been in my life. So, I'll leave if that would really make you more comfortable, Brad. But I'm hoping you'll take to heart what I'm saying and let me share in what I truly consider one of your finest moments," John finished, his voice thick with emotion.

There was a long moment of pregnant silence while everyone held their breath waiting for Brad's response, though Melissa was amused to notice that Stephanie had surreptitiously increased the rhythm of her hand stroking up and down the length of her brother's prick. She had clearly been paying attention when Brad admitted that he was okay with bisexuality as long as he was completely aroused first.

Finally Brad sighed and grunted, "Yeah, sure, Dad, it's fine. Since you think it's okay and everyone else here does, too, why not? Though I gotta say it's still pretty weird that you think me letting a guy fuck me in the ass is one of my `finest moments'."

"Thank you, Brad. I'm pleased and honored, not to mention nearly out of my mind with horniness watching you all, to join you," his father replied.

"Yay!" Stephanie cried. "Come on, Dad. Get up here above Brad's face so we can suck your cock!"

"Uh," Brad started to protest, but finally shook his head. "Sure, why not?"

"Ohhh, I can't tell you what it does to me hearing you say that, son," John murmured as he eagerly climbed onto the end of the bed and knelt above Brad's head, flopping the entire length of his gargantuan prick right across his son's face. Both girls instantly pushed their faces forward and began to sloppily lick up and down the entire shaft.

"And for the record, son, I'm not so much proud of you because you're allowing Keith to fuck you – though as far as I'm concerned, that is nothing to be ashamed of at all and something that's frankly making me a little jealous of you. No, what I'm proud of you for is being brave enough to try it even if you weren't sure you were going to like it. Does that make sense? Ohhh, ladies, I can't begin to tell you how good your tongues are making me feel!" he groaned at the end.

"Yeah, yeah, I guess it does," Brad nodded, a small smile starting to spread over his face. "So, uh, does that mean you'd like it if I sucked your cock, too?"

"Hoh! My God! Did you feel how Dad's cock twitched when you said that, Brad?" Stephanie crowed. "I'd take that as a `yes'!"

"Yes, definitely a yes," the older man confirmed, his eyes smoky with extreme arousal.

Without another word, Brad tilted his head back and, grasping his father's stiff prick with both hands, forced the head of it down into his mouth and began tonguing it enthusiastically if somewhat awkwardly.

Suddenly Keith groaned, "Oh, fuck! That did it!" and he began to fuck Brad's ass violently, slamming into his young lover's buttocks with loud smacking noises. He grunted loudly, his eyes scrunched tightly shut as he climaxed.

"Dang!" Brad marveled in a rather jerky voice as his body was being rhythmically smashed by Keith as the older boy emptied his balls into Brad's rectum, "That's incredible! I can actually feel you shooting your come into me!"

"Uh-huh," his sister agreed huskily, her eyes gleaming with randy excitement. Her hand continue to slowly stroke up and down Brad's hard prick, maintaining his high level of arousal. "Now you know what it feels like for us girls when you come in us."

"Wow, really?" Brad asked, intrigued. "That's really cool – I mean, that I can, you know, feel what you do," he explained hastily.

"Oh, Brad," Melissa commented softly as she kissed her boyfriend's cheek lovingly before proffering her large breast to his lips once more, which Brad eagerly resumed suckling. "That's really sweet of you to feel that way. But you know, lover, it does seem like maybe you kind of liked it, too. It's okay to admit it; no one here is going to criticize you for it."

"Yeah, yeah, okay," Brad shrugged, trying to sound nonchalant, "I liked it, too. It felt really interesting...and I liked being able to make Keith feel good, too. I mean, look at him!" he pointed with a smile.

Keith's face and chest were dripping with sweat and his normally bouncy blond hair was bedraggled and pasted to his head from the perspiration, but the look of dreamy joy on his face, accentuated by the ear-to-ear grin, made everyone else in the room smile tenderly.

"Wow, Bro, you did more than just make him happy," Stephanie observed with fascination. "It looks like you just fulfilled a major fantasy!"

"It's true, Brad, you did," Keith admitted without the slightest trace of embarrassment. "I've been dreaming about making love to you from the moment I saw you. I wasn't kidding earlier when I told you you're a very sexy guy. You really are, and I just love you so much!" he finished, his voice growing thick with emotion.

"Huh!" Brad answered shyly. "Well, so are you, and yeah, I guess I kinda' love you, too," a confession which made both girls say, "Aww!" simultaneously and Brad's father caress his son's face tenderly.

"So, yeah, okay, thanks for making me try that, Keith," Brad went on, "Oooh!" he exclaimed as Keith's rapidly deflating cock finally slipped out of his ass with an obscene plopping sound, which made everyone chuckle. "So anyway, yeah, it was kind of cool, and yeah, before you ask, we can do it again sometime. As long as I've got Stephanie or someone to keep me incredibly turned on like this, sucking cocks and getting fucked in my ass doesn't actually sound bad at all." And he made good on his words by once more reaching up and pushing the bulbous head of his father's immense prick into his mouth and slathering the entire surface of it with his tongue, making the older man suck in his breath sharply with surprised erotic pleasure.

"Damn, Brad, you're full of surprises," Stephanie complimented her brother before gazing up at her father. "Okay, Dad. You're next! Your turn to fuck Brad."

"Huh?" both Melissa and Keith responded even before Brad could manage to get his father's dick out of his mount to splutter, "Wh- what? Shit! You- you can't be serious! This thing would kill me!" he protested, grabbing his father's swollen member with both hands to demonstrate its girth.

"Why not, Brad?" Melissa asked him softly, very close to his ear once she had recovered from her astonishment at Stephanie's brazen suggestion. "I mean, Keith's already got you pretty stretched out already, plus your ass is full of his come so it's already even more slippery than it was when Keith started fucking you. And if you do, I'll help – you can suck my tits and play with my pussy to distract you; you can even bite them if it will help."

"Yeah, and if you do, you can fuck me at the same time!" Stephanie offered enthusiastically. "That would be just so incredible to feel you inside me while Dad holds me in his arms and is inside you. Our whole family would be completely together! Don't you think that would turn you on, too? You said as long as you were turned on enough you were good with being fucked."

"Uh, yeah, in general, but damn, Steph! Dad's huge!" Brad griped, but Melissa thought his objections were starting to sound half-hearted at best.

"Well, I've had him inside my ass," Melissa pointed out. "And it didn't kill me, either," she added with a giggle.

"Yeah, but that was after he'd already fisted you!" her boyfriend exclaimed. "I'm definitely not doing that!"

"Well, for what it's worth, your dad has already fucked me in my ass, too," Keith confessed, drawing a sharp glance from John, but Keith plowed forward. "And he didn't have to fist me first, either. He just made sure he had me really stretched out first. And yeah, I was really turned on, too, so that helped...just like you."

"F-fuck!" Brad stammered, stunned. "You and Dad? So you guys are like, really gay?" he asked, his brow wrinkled in an attempt to get his mind wrapped around this astonishing new revelation.

"We're no gayer than anyone else in this room," his father answered him firmly. "If nothing else, this afternoon has proven that we're all bisexual to one degree or another."

"So w-would you really like to, you know, fuck me, Dad?" Brad asked hesitantly.

"Ohh, you can't even begin to imagine how much I want to, son," his father answered.

"Shit, I guess!" Brad laughed weakly. "Your cock just got even harder just now, which didn't think was possible," stroking his father's huge member that was stilly lying across his face.

"Try to understand this, son," John said in a serious voice. "First, I share Keith's opinion that you are an incredibly sexy guy, and it's been driving me more than a little crazy watching you parade around here with that gorgeous body and watching you fuck our girls night and day. But much more than that, Stephanie and I now share something much more special and beautiful than I ever dreamed possible, and it would mean everything to me to be able to share that same special relationship with you."

"Huh," was all Brad said for a prolonged, thoughtful moment as everyone in the room literally held their breath, the only sounds coming from the slick, oily surface of Brad's rock-hard cock as his sister continued to stroke it slowly but persistently. "Shit," he mumbled at last, "Why not? I mean, it seems like all of you want me to."

Stephanie was on the point of crowing in triumph but was instantly stilled by her father's upraised hand. "Brad, I appreciate that sentiment, but if that's the only reason you're willing to try it, then I'm going to have to just continue to lust after you from afar." He glanced around the room to be sure he had everyone's attention. "This goes for all of us, in addition to our rules about open and closed doors. In fact, this rule is the very first one, and far and away the most important one. And that is that nobody – nobody! Has to ever do something sexual that they don't want to, and they should never be pressured into it by anyone else. It's fine to suggest something that you want to try, and even to admit how much you want it, but if it doesn't sound good to the other person, then that's the end of it. Understand?"

Everyone nodded, and John continued, gazing down at Brad once more. "So I appreciate you being willing to try something when you learned how much it means to other. But if it actually doesn't sound the least bit interesting or attractive to you, then you have every right to decline. In fact, I wouldn't have it any other way, okay?"

Brad nodded and then, to Melissa's utter astonishment, he began to caress and kiss his father's cock lovingly for several seconds, making the man groan with lascivious arousal. When he finally stopped kissing his father's organ, though continuing to stroke it with both hands, Brad answered in a determined tone, "Thanks, Dad. I- I really appreciate that. But – total honesty here – it's not so much that the idea turns me off. It's actually, well, yeah, it does turn me on a little, only I'm, uh, kind of scared, too."

"Ohhh, my son, my beautiful, brave son," John shook his head, tears of love filling his eyes, "You know I love you more than life and would never hurt you. And if you're willing to share yourself with me freely like this, I promise you I'll be as gentle as you need, and we'll take it slow." He heaved himself to his feet, making Melissa have to stifle a laugh as the length of John's enormous erection sort of bounced along Brad's face on the way.

John moved to the other end of the bed and placed himself between his son's splayed legs. "Stephanie," he suggested throatily, "Now would be a good time for you to make good on your promise to get your brother's cock inside you. And yes, my love, that was a wonderful suggestion and I'm half out of my mind already wanting to hold and make love you both my incredible, beautiful, and amazingly hot children at the same time! Keith," he turned to the blond teen standing beside him, "Since you're closest to that bottle of oil, would you please squirt some on my hand so I can start working on getting Brad stretched out enough, and then squirt some on your own hand and do the honors getting my cock all slick?"

"Fuck yes!" Keith blurted unashamedly. His own soft cock was now twitching as it tried gallantly to acknowledge the incredible arousal its owner was feeling.

With a soft, knowing smile for her father, Stephanie adroitly climbed atop her brother, facing him as she straddled his cock. With an equally loving smile for Brad, she gently grabbed his hard, throbbing prick and eased her cunt down onto it, an involuntary sigh of pleasure escaping her lips as she did. She wriggled her hips to settle her body down comfortably and ensure maximum contact between her body and her brother's. Glancing back over her shoulder at her father, she reached back over her head and pulled his face into hers for a very un-daughterly kiss, groaning with arousal as she felt him tease her taut nipples.

"Gee," Keith observed with a sidelong glance at Melissa as he squirted some oil into John's hand and then some onto his own, "You might almost think that Stephanie likes fucking her brother."

Melissa gave him a curious glance. "Well, duh," she observed sardonically. "We all do."

"Absolutely true," Keith acknowledged with a grin.

"I'm right here, you know," Brad protested a bit breathlessly as his sister began to slowly slide the walls of her cunt up and down the length of his rigid cock.

"Of course you are, my love," Melissa answered him, playfully putting her tongue in his ear before kissing his cheek. "Keith just gets really turned on by the idea of a sister fucking her brother but he's too shy to say so," she added, regarding her brother under lowered lashes.

Keith shrugged carelessly. "Definitely not too shy to say so. This whole scene is incredibly hot," he admitted.

"Ohhh!" Brad suddenly gasped.

"You okay, son?" John asked quickly. "You need me to hold up a minute?"

"Y-yeah, just a minute, okay?" Brad puffed. "What did you just do?"

"Put a third finger into your butt," his father chuckled. "I'd had two in there for the last couple of minutes and you didn't even notice. Keith got you nicely loosened up, for which I'm very grateful." He looked around at the blond teen who was slathering oil up and down the length of his gargantuan shaft and pulled Keith's face in for a long, passionate kiss.

"Wow," Brad murmured between increasingly heavy breathing as his sister's languid, incestuous riding up and down on his cock began to tell on him, `You guys really are cool with all this, aren't you?"

"All this? You mean bisexuality?" Melissa asked him with a gentle smile.

"Yeah," the boy nodded, his eyes a little glassy.

"Yeah, we really are," Keith acknowledged Brad's question with a grin. "What do you think for yourself?"

"Well, you know, it's kind of weird, `cause if you'd asked me how I'd feel about a couple of guys kissing in front of me a couple of days ago, I'm pretty sure I would have been kind of freaked out. Now?" he shrugged with a small smile, "Now, well, it just looks kind of sweet. Like you two really love each other."

"Oh, son," John said softly, "Every time I think I can't be more impressed with your maturity and beautiful thoughts, you say something like that and completely blow me away all over again. What did I ever do to deserve you – all four of you, for that matter?" he asked, his gaze taking in all the other occupants of the room. "Yes, we do love each other," he nodded, "And we love all of you just as much."

"So you'd be cool if I kissed you some time?" Keith asked, his eyebrows raised in keen interest.

"Shit!" Brad muttered, shaking his head in self-deprecating amusement. "Me and my big mouth," before he looked into Keith's eyes intently. "Part of me wanted to say `no way' right away, you know? But the way Steph has got me feeling right now, I have to say it doesn't sound bad at all. So yeah," he finally said with some determination. "Come on and give it a try. I'd like to at least know what it's like, you know?"

"Wow, I was not expecting that!" Keith blurted, his face lighting up, "But if you're sure, then Hell yeah!" and he stepped quickly up to Brad's end of the bed and leaned far over Melissa's body to reach Brad's lips.

Brad flashed Melissa a challenging look, but she just said, "Damn, Brad! You're making my pussy leak so bad, you know that?"

Brad gave her a quick smile before he reached up and pulled Keith's face into his. Melissa watched, fascinated, as the two boys' lips met and then parted to admit each other's tongues. To her amazement, she heard Brad groan with pleasure, deducing the reason only when she looked up and saw the glazed expression on Stephanie's face and realized that her dark-haired lover had subtly increased the pace of her driving Brad's prick into her pussy, ensuring her brother was turned on enough to enjoy his new experience.

When the two boys finally pulled their mouths away from each other, Brad gasped, "Okay, that was better than I thought it would be. I mean, it really wasn't all that much different from kissing one of you girls. Only Keith's tongue is longer."

"It sure is!" both Melissa and Stephanie sighed simultaneously before looking abashed.

"Oh, sorry, baby," Melissa said gently, offering up her breast to Brad's lips as a peace offering. "That sounded really bad, didn't it?"

"Ohhhhh!" Brad suddenly groaned, "What are you doing, Dad?" He turned his head to take Melissa's nipple between his lips once more.

"Well, while you were kind of distracted, I managed to get those three fingers all the way inside you. How's that feel?" John asked, his eyes gleaming with arousal at the sight of his son's willingness to actually kiss Keith.

"Uh, okay," Brad answered, sounding surprised. "I thought it would hurt a lot more, but it – well it's kind of strange. It does hurt; I mean I feel like it should hurt. Only it kind of doesn't at the same time. Does that make sense?"

"Welcome to the world of anal sex," Melissa advised him with a throaty chuckle. "That's exactly what it's like for us, too. It's so hot to know that you can share that with us, you know?" she murmured, pushing her nipple back into her boyfriend's mouth. She was becoming increasingly aroused by the lascivious scene and pulled Brad's hand firmly in between her legs. "Touch me, baby," she whispered in Brad's ear softly. "I need you so much!" This was perfectly true, but Melissa also suspected that an additional distraction might let her boyfriend cope with the coming onslaught on his anus.

"God! You're so wet!" Brad murmured, lifting his lips from his girlfriend's ample breast temporarily as he obligingly thrust his fingers into Melissa's oozing cunt. "This really does turn you on, doesn't it?"

"Ohhhh, you have no idea how much," Melissa groaned as Brad's fingers began sliding up and down her drenched pussy slit. "I'm totally blown away with how cool you are with it, too. Oooh! God, yes! Just like that!" she gasped as Brad began to tease her fully engorged clit.

"Unnnngghhh!" Brad grunted suddenly. "God, Dad! That's – uh – that's really tight. How much more, you know, stretching do you think I need?" His breathing was coming in increasingly rapid gasps in response to the painful sensation from his father's fingers pushing past his sphincter but offset by the highly arousing feelings from his cock plunging into Stephanie's vagina and his fingers and tongue teasing Melissa's pussy and breast.

"Just about there, son," John assured the perspiring and panting boy from his position between his son's upraised legs. "I'd starting to push a fourth finger into you, but I think you may actually be ready now. Plus," he added with a backward glance at Keith, "You've definitely got my cock plenty slippery now and if you keep doing that any longer," referring to the way the blond teen was still sliding his hand up and down the older man's glistening shaft, "I may shoot all my come in the wrong place, if you get my drift."

"Right, sorry," Keith chuckled throatily, releasing his grip on John's cock and stepping back to give his new lover unobstructed access to Brad's ass.

"Thanks," John muttered with obvious relief before returning his attention to his son. "So, are you ready to do this, Brad?" he asked, his eyes glittering with extreme sexual arousal.

"I- yeah, I hope so," Brad answered hoarsely. "Yeah, do it, Dad," he confirmed with a bit more conviction.

"Here, my love. Just focus on my cunt and what your sister is doing to you," Melissa urged Brad. "And if it starts to get too much, bite down on my nipple, okay, baby?"

"Huh! Won't that hurt?" Brad whispered back, his brow furrowed in concern.

"Oh, love, that's so sweet of you to be worried," Melissa puffed as Brad's fingers continued to thrust into the young girl's pussy. "But trust me; if you keep doing what you're doing to my clit, all you're going to do if you bite my nipple is make me come like crazy!" she giggled softly. She looked up at John. "He's ready now, John," she assured the man.

With a look of intense concentration, John eased his body forward. Grasping his huge, erect prick in one hand and putting his other arm around his daughter's body to steady himself, he firmly pressed the swollen, rubbery head of his organ against the slick, distended opening into his son's rectum. Warning, "Here we go," he began to push slowly but steadily inward.

"Dooh!" Brad puffed as he felt his sphincter begin to be stretched.

"Bite me," Melissa bravely coached him through her excited panting. "Hoh! Oh, God! Bite me as hard as you need to. Just keep- hunnngghhh! Oh, shit! Just keep doing that- unnnghhh! To my clit! Oh, fuck, that's right!" she moaned as she felt her eighth-grade lover begin to bite firmly down on her tumescent and highly sensitized nipple while starting to fiercely flick her turgid clitoris back and forth.

`Haaagghhh!" Melissa groaned loudly. "Oh God, Brad! You- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Keep- unnngghhh! Keep that up! Hoh, God, yes! Just like that! Don't- ohhhhh! Don't think about anything- haaagghh! Anything but making me- unnnghhh! Making me come, baby!" She was beginning to squirm involuntarily, her back arching as she pressed her vulva ever more tightly against Brad's exquisitely tormenting fingers.

Brad kept exhaling in loud, explosive puffs of air but said nothing as he felt his father penetrating him further and further. He was perspiring heavily, his face screwed up in concentration as he tried to will his cruelly stretched anus to relax further while simultaneously attempting to bring Melissa to an orgasm.

By this time, Melissa was screeching a steady stream of obscenities and incoherent grunts and yells, her body beginning to shake as her impending orgasm started to shatter her mind. "Haaaagghhh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Hunngggghhhh! Hunnnnggghhh! Hunngghhhh! Oh, fuck, Brad! H-here it comes! Oh, shit! It's- haagghhh! It's gonna be a big one! It's- hoh, God! I'm- fuck! I'm coming! I'm coming so hard! I'm- haaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeee!" her voice rose to a shrill keening as her body convulsed and jerked, her toes curling and her free arm flopping spasmodically up and down.

For what seemed like an eternity while the climaxing redhead shuddered and tried with all her might to keep from blacking out or pissing herself, wave after wave of searing electric jolts shot through her pubescent body. The overpowering sensations dragged on until she vaguely heard John say in a voice simultaneously filled with pride and filled with incestuous lust, "I'm all the way in, son. Congratulations." Only then did Brad's brutal buzzing of her clit cease and Melissa was released from her wonderful suffering with a loud whoosh of breath and her body collapsing back to the bed.

"Damn!" Brad marveled, looking up at his father and his sister atop him. "Really?"

"Really," John assured him with a very pleased smile. "How's that feel?"

"Uh, you know, it's okay," his son admitted with a wondering look. "I mean, it was kind of intense for a couple of minutes there, but, well, you girls," and he glanced from Stephanie above him to Melissa beside him, "Well, you really helped distract me, you know?" he chuckled weakly.

"G-glad we could be of service," Stephanie answered him between deep breaths, her eyes completely glassy. She had been riding her brother's cock for nearly twenty minutes and was nearly beside herself with all-consuming lust, but had been so worried about making Brad come too soon that she hadn't dared allow herself to do the same, halting or slowing her perverted grinding against her brother's prick inside her every time she felt a climax approaching, so she was half-crazed with the need to come by now. But she grinned tightly at Brad, then caught Melissa's eye.

Even in her post-coital lassitude, her red-haired lover understood the situation immediately and gave Stephanie a sympathetic smile. "Sorry, lover," she said softly to the black-haired girl. "I know I got to come like crazy and you didn't. But you!" she said brightly, turning to Brad and snuggling up to him, "I can't believe how well you're doing. So," she asked pointedly, "Are you ready to let your dad fuck you for real so everyone else can come, too?"

"Yeah, I really am," Brad grinned. To his father's delight, Brad stretched out his legs around both his sister and his father and pulled them both more tightly inwards, gulping loudly as he felt his dad's cock push even more deeply into his bowels. "Go for it, Dad," he encouraged. "Ohhh!" he moaned softly as he felt his father's prick partially withdraw and then plunge deeply back inside him. "This is- this is- shit! I can't even describe it!" he said rather breathlessly.

"Kind of like you're incredibly filled up, but it feels right at the same time?" suggested Keith, who was watching the entire degenerate scene unfold in front of him. He had made good use of the leftover oil on his hand and was now slowly stroking his soft cock back to renewed wakefulness.

"Yeah! Yeah! Exactly," Brad puffed. "Or," he added with a mischievous expression despite his growing arousal, "Like I'm just taking the world's biggest shit!"

"Hmm," Melissa mused beside him archly, "Since it looks like this is turning you on, it's interesting to know that you get excited about taking a shit, too," which made everyone else in the room groan.

"Okay, people, can we all get back to some serious fucking now?" John pleaded. "You still feeling okay there, son?" he asked with a tender glance at Brad.

"Yeah, Dad, I'm fine," Brad flashed his father a grin. "You can go a bit faster if you want," he added quietly.

"That's my boy!" John exclaimed eagerly. He now began to fuck his son in earnest, smoothly driving his immense manhood deep into the boy's rectum and withdrawing it nearly completely before burying himself to his balls once more. He now put both arms around Stephanie, hugging her tightly before his fingers drifted up to her small breast mounds and began to caress and tease them.

"Ohhhh, God, Dad!" his daughter moaned, "I love the way you touch me." She twisted her neck around awkwardly, just long enough to share a brief but passionate kiss with her parent before she turned forward once more and relaxed back into her father's arms as she continued to raise and lower her hips to plunge Brad's cock into her sopping cunt hole. She moaned softly once more before murmuring, "Isn't this amazing, Dad? Did you ever think you'd be able to make love to both your kids at the same time? Ohh, dang, Brad, that feels so nice," she groaned as her brother raised his own hips to meet her next downward plunge, thrusting his straining prick deeply inside her.

"Well, I sure had hopes," John answered his daughter somewhat breathlessly as he continued his inexorable plowing of his son's anus, "Though I have to admit I thought it would take a lot more persuasion than this to get your brother to come around. I'm completely amazed and so proud of how brave he is to try new things."

"Yeah, he is pretty cool, isn't he?" Stephanie smiled with an adoring look at her brother beneath her. "Ohhhh! Daddy! If you start pinching my nipples like that, you're gonna make me come too soon. I really, really want us all to come together!"

"Thanks," Brad puffed in response to his sister's previous compliment as he continued to thrust upward to push his cock into Stephanie's quim-slick pussy every time she dropped down onto him. "I had plenty of inspiration," he added in a husky voice, glancing at the three other naked young people in the room and grinning appreciatively.

"Well, I'm really glad you took the hint, Bro'," Stephanie murmured between increasingly frequent gasps. She paused for a moment, staring intently at her brother's body between her legs. "Shit! Check this out, Mel," she cried. "I can actually see Brad's belly bulge up every time my dad fucks him all the way in. I can feel it in my pussy, too," she added in a voice thick with arousal.

Melissa raised her body up high on one arm from her position lying alongside Brad and watched his lower abdomen intently. "Damn, Steph! You're right!" She reached down Brad's body with her free hand and placed it flat over his tummy below his navel. A look of delight mixed with pure desire crossed her face. "Oh, that is just so cool! Here, Brad, gimme' your hand. You've gotta' check this out." When the boy extended his arm with a somewhat dubious expression, Melissa firmly placed it palm down where she had just had hers. "Feel that?" she cried eagerly. "Isn't that just so amazing?"

"Yeah, I guess," Brad replied with a droll expression. "Believe me, I can feel it a lot more inside me."

Melissa laughed good-naturedly. "Yeah, I guess you can at that." Her expression grew speculative. "Hmm, I've got an idea. Brad, would you be okay if I got on top of you, too? I don't want to squish you," she suggested.

"Heck, yeah, it's okay," Brad answered eagerly. "I love being squished by you – uh, I guess that didn't come out right," he winced, "But you know what I mean."

"I think I do, my love, and I love you for it. No, leave your hand right where it is, love, only turn it right side up," she commanded. "I've got plans for that hand."

"All right!" Brad breathed in a tone of eager anticipation. "Oh, yeah, Melissa, that's great!" he enthused as the redhead straddled him directly in front of Stephanie and lowered her pussy onto his hand. He responded immediately by pushing two fingers into her completely drenched cunt hole and finding her clit with his thumb.

"Ohhhhh! Fuck, Brad, that's so good. Oh, yeah, Stephanie!" she cried as her girlfriend wrapped her arms around her from behind and cupped Melissa's large breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers. "Hoh! Oh, God! I really can feel your cock pushing up under me, John! This is amazing!"

"It sure is," the older man grunted, highly aroused. "Just incredible."

"This is so great!" Brad blurted. "It's like I'm fucking all of you at the same time! Ohhhh, God! I am so fucking turned on!"

Melissa regarded her black-haired boyfriend, not sure if she dared drop the hint, but eventually lust won out over caution. "Not all of us," she said softly.

Brad blinked a couple of times uncomprehendingly, then his eyes flew open and he blushed furiously as the implications of what Melissa had said sunk in. He was silent for a few long moments before a look of almost defiant resolve swept over his face. "You know what? Fuck it!" he declared. "I may regret this later, but Keith, I'm turned on enough now that the thought of sucking your cock and swallowing your come actually sounds good. So if you want me to try it, get on up here before I change my mind!"

Keith, who had managed to stroke his prick into full rigidity once more, had been planning on trying to lodge it in John's ass, but when he heard Brad's astonishing offer his heart leapt up in his throat. "Oh, you've got it, little bro'!" Keith cried eagerly, scrambling up to stand beside Brad's head. "I thought you'd never ask! Where do you want me?"

Melissa smiled at her brother's unabashed excitement and secretly congratulated herself on helping Brad get across this final hurdle. She prayed that Brad would find the experience enjoyable enough he would want to repeat the experience.

Brad shrugged, looking up at Keith with a wry expression. "Might as well climb on top of me, too. Everyone else is. Only I've got to keep this one arm in the way so I can keep fingering Melissa," he warned.

"No problemo!" Keith murmured as he clambered up onto the bed and placed his knees on either side of Brad's head. He lowered his ass onto Brad's arm between his legs and squirmed until the younger boy's arm was jammed firmly up his ass crack. "Feels nice," he grinned.

Brad shook his head in amusement but didn't protest. Instead, he reached for Keith's rock-hard cock with his free hand and guided it towards his mouth, seemingly eager to get started once he'd made the decision to suck a cock. He paused, however, just prior to wrapping his lips around the older boy's erection, looked up and requested, "Just tell me if I'm not doing it right, okay?"

"You'll be fine, bro'," Keith assured him. "Just suck me like you did earlier. That felt fantastic!"

"Hmm-hay," Brad mumbled agreeably as he pushed Keith's stiff dick into his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around the head.

"Ohhh, God, Brad! You suck me so good," Keith moaned immediately. "Here, try sliding your hand up and down the part that's not in your mouth. Oh, fuck yeah! Just like that! Damn, you're good! Ohhh! Yeah! You are so fucking sexy, Brad!" he encouraged.

Melissa, Stephanie, and John all watched the unfolding intensely erotic scene before them with utter fascination, though never pausing in their own fucking for a second. "Can you believe our Brad?" Stephanie whispered at last to the other two.

"I am truly flabbergasted," John admitted. "You both are the most incredible and yes, unbelievably sexy offspring a horny man could want. And this is truly the hottest sex scene I have ever witnessed, and that's saying something," he muttered.

Melissa turned her head to face her two lovers behind her, whispering softly, "I suspected he had it in him all along. I mean, the way he kept letting Keith touch him and hold him, even before today. I think he just needed someone to tell him it was okay."

"Hmm, you may be right about that, Melissa," John whispered back. "I've learned to trust your instincts about people. You're usually right on the money."

"Yes, you are, my love," Stephanie chimed in with the same faint whisper. "Although you were a little slow on picking up how much I wanted and needed you all those weeks when we first met. Oooh! Damn, this is all feeling really, really nice!" she groaned.

"Yeah, it really is," her father agreed from behind her, "But now it's more important than ever that we don't let Brad come before Keith does; he may not be quite as enthusiastic after that."

"Ohhh, shit, Dad!" Stephanie moaned, "I don't think I can hold out much longer!"

"He didn't say you couldn't come, silly!" Melissa giggled softly, "Just don't let Brad do it!"

"Huh! You're right!" Stephanie panted. "Good thing, too, `cause I'm really close. Ohhh! Hoh! Oh, shit, yes! Pinch my nipples, Daddy! Oh, God! Haaghhhh! Oh, fuck! Just like that! Do it, Daddy! Make me come! Hunnngghhh! Hoh! Ohhhh! Oh, God! Here it comes! Make me come, Daddy! Make me come! Ohhhhhhh! I'm- I'm- I'm commingggggggggggggg!" her voice rose to a prolonged, keening note as her body shuddered. Her climax lasted for several long seconds.

Brad halted his cocksucking long enough to exclaim, "God! I can feel you coming, Steph! I love the way it feels when you come while I'm inside you!"

"Hoh! Well I-" Stephanie gasped, trying to recover her breath, "Sure do love feeling you inside me when I come. I- well, I just love all of you so much!" she blurted with feeling.

"I love all of you, too," Brad murmured with a pleased smile before resuming his attentions to Keith's throbbing cock.

"How are you doing there, Keith?" John inquired breathlessly.

"Incredible!" Keith called out. "Brad is great at this – like he was born to suck my cock! He's doing it just how I like it."

"I can't tell you how it makes me feel to hear it, my love," John panted. "Just let us know when you're ready to come and the rest of us will catch up!"

"Ohhh, God! Won't be long now," Keith assured them.

With a backward glance at the father and daughter lovers behind her, Melissa murmured, "Time to bring in the big guns." Leaning forward and propping herself up on one arm, she stuck two fingers of her free hand in her mouth to coat them with saliva. Gasping because her new position brought Brad's rotating thumb in hard contact with her yearning clitoris, she warned her brother, "Hang on, Keith. Here comes a nice surprise," and she slid her spit-slickened fingers into her brother's anal crevice, probing until she found his sphincter. Keith instantly relaxed the anal ring to allow his sister to penetrate him.

"Haaahhhh!" Keith shouted with lewd excitement. "Oh, God! Mel! That feels- oh, fuck! Shit! I'm gonna' come any second!"

"Come on, guys!" Melissa cried joyfully. "Let's catch him!"

Immediately the room exploded into motion as Melissa ground her dripping cunt up and down on Brad's fingers, Stephanie began to rise and plunge down on her brother's cock frantically, and John, puffing and gasping with the exertion, slammed his gigantic prick as hard and fast as he could into his son's readily accommodating asshole. The air was filled with the sounds of wetly slapping flesh, gasps and panting, and the moans, grunts, and groans of five people fucking each other just as enthusiastically as they could.

Keith was the first to reach orgasm, jet after hot, creamy jet of his teenaged jism shooting into Brad's mouth. Through his lust-filled haze, he realized with incredulousness that Brad seemed to be not only eagerly swallowing it but was ardently milking his rhythmically throbbing cock shaft for more. Keith gasped with pleasure as he felt Brad pull his cock more deeply into his mouth than he would have ever suspected the boy would be willing to do, and he continue to squirt dollop after dollop of semen straight into Brad's gullet.

Keith's climax finally subsided enough that he became aware of his surroundings in time to hear John grunting, "Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!" over and over as he emptied his improbably huge load of incestuous seed into his son's bowels. The thought of sucking all that come out of Brad's ass made Keith's nearly flaccid cock twitch once more, and he vowed to volunteer for that cleanup duty.

Then it was both girls' turn, and Keith turned his head to watch with glittering eyes as both of them cried incoherently while their bodies shuddered and writhed with orgasmic pleasure. Melissa still had her fingers up his ass and was continuing to thrust them in and out as she came, a gesture Keith found as oddly touching as it was incredibly sexy.

Though Melissa had sort of sagged after her orgasm, Stephanie fiercely pounded her brother's cock with her pussy, slamming up and down on it with a vengeance. To Keith's amazement, he saw a second climax course through Stephanie's slender frame in response to the furious fucking she and her brother were sharing. Then he heard Brad groan and felt his body raise up off the bed as he shook with spasm after spasm while his cock pumped his come into his sister. Keith was even more surprised when he felt Brad sucking hungrily on his cock once more as if eager to taste more of his new lover's semen. A huge grin spread across Keith's face. He knew at that moment that Brad had crossed some kind of turning point and wasn't going to object to further opportunities to suck cocks and be fucked by them.

For nearly two minutes, the five lovers could only gasp and pant, recovering their breath. And then, to everyone's astonishment, Brad began to laugh. He began to laugh so hard that Keith's now deflated prick was unceremoniously ejected from his mouth, which made Keith start to laugh as well. The laughter was infectious and soon everyone else was giggling and laughing uproariously. It was several minutes before everyone had calmed down enough to speak.

When they did, it was Brad once again who spoke first. "Whew!" he exclaimed with a vigorous exhalation, "Did that just really happen?"

"It really did," John assured his son, "And it was absolutely the best, most incredible experience of my life. To be able to make love to all of you – my children, and the two who I've come to love every bit as much as my own children, and to feel you all making each other so happy, I- I just don't have words for it," he ended, his voice thick with emotion. But his face bore a smile that simply would not go away.

"Ohh," Melissa groaned as she started to heave her flushed and perspiring body off of Brad's. "Come on, guys, I imagine Brad needs to breathe."

"No, don't go," Brad replied, his tone almost pleading. "I- I love feeling you all so close like this. I don't want this moment to ever end. Aw, oh well," he murmured as he felt his father's soft prick slip out of his gaping anus with an obscene, slick sound. "Too bad. I, uh, well, yeah, once I got used to it, I did kind of like having you inside me, Dad."

"Oh, son," John mumbled thickly, "I love you so incredibly much!" as he stumbled around the side of the bed to kneel on the floor beside his son's head. Realizing what was coming, Melissa held her breath as she craned her neck to see around Keith's body while John pressed his lips to Brad's. But she needn't have worried. Brad returned his father's kiss willingly, though with more love and tenderness than erotic passion. But he clearly was allowing his father's tongue to push into his mouth, and Melissa considered that yet another victory in their campaign to expand Brad's horizons, especially since he was willing to do it even after climaxing.

Finally, father and son broke their incestuous kiss and John sat back on his knees on the floor, looking at Keith impishly as he observed, "Well, our amazing boy seems to have swallowed nearly all of it, but at least I got to taste a little bit of you, Keith."

"Yeah, well, it seems to me there's still a lot more to taste," Keith blurted. "I get dips on sucking out Brad's ass!"

"Okay, okay, as long as you share" John chuckled agreeably before looking at his daughter. "My sweet girl, would you mind sharing your brother's come from your pussy? He gave her a look of such pathetic longing that Melissa, who had begun to have designs on Stephanie's cunt herself, quickly relinquished them in favor of John.

"Go for it," Melissa urged Stephanie. "I'm going to be responsible for cleaning up every cock in the room," she announced brightly.

With laughs all around, everyone agreed to the plan. John simply laid back on the floor and his daughter wormed her way off of her brother and willingly straddled her father's face, suspending her dripping cunt a couple of inches above his face while she concentrated on squeezing out a generous dollop of Brad's and her mixed fluids. It dropped slowly into her father's mouth, which he accepted with a grateful smile.

Since Keith had by now shifted down to the bottom of the bed and buried his face in Brad's ass, plunging his tongue repeatedly into the widely gaping opening with loud, obscene, slurping sounds, Melissa took a moment to lean forward and bestow her boyfriend a tender, sloppy kiss of her own. Brad reciprocated with equal ardor and for several long moments, the couple luxuriated in the feeling of sharing each other in this incredible moment.

Finally, Melissa pulled away from Brad's lips and whispered, "I love you so incredibly much, never more than in this moment. I am so, so proud of you."

Brad regarded her with a bemused expression. "I'm glad you love me because I love you so much, too. But why does everyone keep saying they're proud of me just because I let guys fuck me and sucked their cocks? I mean, don't get me wrong – it's a whole lot better than all of you thinking I'm some kind of freak. But, well, it seems like all the rest of you sort of came by, uh, bisexuality kind of naturally, and you all had to kind of convince me."

"But that's just it, my love," Melissa answered him in a low voice, though the sudden silence in the rest of the room made her look up and realized that every eye and ear was directed at her, waiting for her answer to Brad. "Yeah, your dad's known he was a bisexual for a long time – though I'm really interested to hear the story about how and when you did realize it, John," she shot the older man a sharp glance but with a smile. "And it seems like your sister had some idea about her feelings pretty soon after we met. But I sure didn't, not until she showed me the error of my ways," she murmured with an adoring glance at her black-haired girlfriend. "And I think Keith may have suspected about his feelings for a while, but it wasn't until he got here around the incredibly sexy, hunky Muller men that he was really able to accept it. So don't for one minute think that you're in any way different from the rest of us. And that's why I'm so proud of you. For a guy who, as far as I know, never even had a single fantasy about having sex with another guy to come as far as you have in only a couple of days? Really brave, and really incredible. So that's why I'm so proud of you. Not to mention," she added with a smoldering gaze, "That it really, really does turn me on. So, what do you think? Does that make sense?"

"Huh," Brad answered, pondering before lifting his eyes to Melissa again. "Yeah, yeah I think it does. I'd never really thought about how new this is for the rest of you, too."

"I'm so glad, my baby," Melissa said, snuggling her body up close into Brads. She raised her head and looked intently into his eyes. "So, now that you've really had the chance to try out just about everything guys can do with each other sexually, what do you think? Can take it or leave it? Can't wait to do it again? Somewhere in between?" she asked with an intense tone.

Brad looked thoughtful for a moment and flushed when he looked around and realized everyone else was hanging on his every word. "Well," he answered seriously, "Yeah, I liked it, okay? I really didn't think I was going to, but, well, once I get around all you guys and you are all just so, you know, hot and sexy all the time, well, it was nice, that's all. So yeah, I want to do it again. Especially fucking one of you girls while one of the guys is fucking me at the same time. That really was totally amazing!" he blurted, then looked abashed at his blatant admission.

"Oh, it was totally hot, son," his father responded from beneath Stephanie's pussy which he had been gently licking while listening avidly to the conversation. "I think I speak for Keith as well when I tell you that's something we all want to try real soon, and to make it a regular part of our sex life."

"Amen," Keith echoed, raising his head from Brad's ass before resuming his perverted bunghole-sucking.

"See?" John smiled, "You helped us all find a new fantasy to fulfil."

"Huh!" Brad grinned. "Okay. And, um, actually one of you guys is welcome to try it next. Even though Keith's tongue feels really nice in it right now, I can tell my ass is going to really sore tomorrow."

"We feel your pain, my love," Melissa smiled sympathetically. "We've all been there."

"Uh, actually, I haven't," Stephanie admitted, beginning to pant as her father's tongue continued to lap steadily at her pussy. "But you guys do make it sound really interesting," she told them with a shy glance at her father, sounding as if she retained some trepidations.

John paused his incestuous cunnilingus long enough to assure his daughter that there was no rush, but when she was ready, he would be delighted to share anal sex with her, and then went back to licking Stephanie's cunt, making the girl groan with erotic pleasure.

Realizing that John must have thoroughly emptied Stephanie's pussy of his son's semen by now, Melissa said in an annoyed tone, "Hey, John. I thought you were going to share all that come with the rest of us!"

"Uh, oh yeah," Stephanie's father answered rather sheepishly, pausing his cunt-licking once more. "It- well, it was just so amazingly delicious that I couldn't help myself. Next time, I promise," he assured her.

"Huh," Melissa responded, somewhat mollified by John's honest confession. "Well, I suppose I'll forgive you this time, since I love the taste of your kids mixed together, too, so it's totally understandable."

Keith stood up at that point and walked around to the head of the bed where his sister and Brad were still snuggled together, pointing wordlessly at his own mouth.

"Oh, what a sweet brother!" Melissa exclaimed happily. "Kiss me, Keith!" Her brother leaned forward and planted his lips on Melissa's, thrusting his tongue in and injecting a large mouthful of thick goo at the same time. Melissa swirled it around in her mouth for a moment, savoring the mix of flavors from the bodies of all three men before squirting most of it back into Keith's mouth to allow him to continue his obscene sharing with the others. "Mmmm, that's really nice, brother."

Then, to both Keith and Melissa's delighted amazement, Brad said, "My turn," and pointed to his own mouth. Keith and Melissa shot each other a significant look and then Keith enthusiastically bent down once more to place his lips on Brads. Melissa watched their unabashed come-swapping with rapidly increasing desire, and took the opportunity to scoot her body over close enough to take Keith's limp but still glistening cock into her mouth, making her brother moan with pleasure as his tongue worked in and out of Brad's mouth. Melissa had thoroughly cleaned Keith's prick – and she'd even managed to milk a few lingering gobs of his jism from it – by the time Keith and Brad ended their kiss.

As Keith straightened up and turned towards Stephanie, kneeling on the floor beside her and beginning to kiss her long and passionately as they shared the indecent contents of Keith's mouth, Melissa gazed at Brad wonderingly. "I- God, Brad!" she murmured, beaming at him. "Every time I think you can't get any more amazing, you do!" She kissed him, tenderly at first and then more passionately as she realized she could still taste the mixture of John's come, Keith's saliva, and the faint mustiness of Brad's own ass lingering in the boy's mouth. She felt her cunt immediately start to ooze with her renewed arousal. "Time to clean you up, lover," she whispered softly to Brad. "And, uh, it would be really nice if you licked me while I was licking you," she suggested with a lascivious giggle.

"I suppose I could do that," Brad smiled, giving an exaggerated sigh of mock suffering, then spoiled the effect with a soft, almost girlish giggle. He waited in anticipation as Melissa turned her body around, placing her dripping pussy immediately in front of his face, and then sighing contentedly as he felt his redheaded girlfriend's lips enclose his limp dick and begin to suckle it noisily. He raised his head and willingly plunged his tongue as deeply as he could into Melissa's sopping cunt hole, eliciting a groan of pleasure from her lips as they continued to suck and lick his prick.

For several more minutes, there were no sounds in the room other than the lewd slurping of tongues in bodily orifices and the excited mewling and moans of Stephanie and Melissa as the Muller men continued to work their oral magic in the two girls' respective cunts. Keith kept on exploring Brad's ass with his tongue, delighting in the interesting sensation of being able to penetrate it so deeply now that the boy's anal sphincter was so thoroughly stretched. Though not, he realized, as stretched as his mother's anal opening had been after she'd been fisted, and the memory of that amazing kinkiness made his exhausted cock twitch in a vain effort to rise once more. Thus inspired, Keith placed his lips tightly around the opening of Brad's anus and sucked vigorously, willing every drop of John's bountiful jism to slither into his waiting mouth. He stopped only when he began to taste acrid bitterness and realized he was now getting the boy's shit mixed in as well.

Keith was surprised to realize how little he was disturbed or disgusted by the concept and kept the mouthful of what he had. However, he suspected neither of the girls would appreciate the extra `flavor' as much as he did and was reluctant to spring that surprise on Brad – at least not just yet, though his newest lover had seemed rather interested in discussing shit earlier. Instead, he stood once more and padded across the floor to lie down next to John's head where it was buried between Stephanie's thighs. He touched the side of John's face gently to get his attention. When the man paused his tonguing of his daughter's cunt long enough to turn his head towards Keith, the blond teen gestured at his own full mouth and raised his eyebrows inquiringly.

John smiled and nodded, so Keith pushed his head as far as he could under Stephanie's crotch, seeking the man's lips. Stephanie obligingly raised her hips once she saw what was happening and Keith was able to deposit the full load into John's mouth. "That's the last of it," Keith observed once his lewd kiss with John had ended.

"Yeah, based on the taste, I could kind of tell that," John smiled.

"What are you guys talking about?" Stephanie demanded curiously.

"Not important now," her father said quickly but with an odd gleam in his eye. "Right now there's this gorgeous pussy in front of my face that needs my attention!"

"It sure does!" his daughter exclaimed. "I almost thought you'd forgotten me."

"Never, my lover," John murmured as he raised his lips to meet Stephanie's descending twat, making her moan with erotic excitement as his tongue found her engorged clit and began to flick it back and forth in a rapid rhythm.

"Ohhhh!" Stephanie groaned, "God, yes! You lick me so good, Daddy! Doh! Hoo, yeah! Just like that. Oh, fuck!" the pubescent girl cried as her father's tongue continued its unrelenting onslaught on her clit.

Keith watched with keen interest from his close up vantage point near John's head, relishing the look and sounds of the man's tongue as it lapped noisily in and out of his daughter's cunt. After a few minutes, though, Keith wanted to do something more participatory and sat up to look around. Melissa was moaning and panting heavily now as Brad's tongue plunged and teased into her pussy and her mouth was still wrapped firmly around Brad's cock, though from what Keith could see, it was no closer to swelling into another erection than his own. That left John's cock as the only available sex organ, not that Keith minded in the least. But he remembered what his sister had said, so he called out, "Hey sis? I know you said you were going to clean up all the cocks, but it seems like maybe you're a little occupied. You, um, mind if I take care of John's cock for you?" he grinned mischievously.

"Hoh! Oh, God!" Melissa gasped, raising her lips from Brad's detumescent organ. "No, not at- unnnggghh! Not at all, Bro'. Oh, shit, Brad! Y-you are such an- haaaggghh! An amazing cunt-licker. Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! No, go ahead, Keith," she continued after her temporary distraction. "It turns me on totally to watch you sucking a cock! Ohhhhh! Oh, shit, baby! You're really getting to me!" she informed Brad, though she kept her head turned to be able to watch her brother take John's prick, still startlingly large when limp, into his mouth and suck on it shamelessly.

Melissa was both touched and erotically fascinated, realizing that with all the attention on Brad that afternoon, she had never actually seen her brother suck a cock with her own eyes. If she needed any additional confirmation of Keith's attraction to men after what she had already witnessed, the loving, tender way her brother almost seemed to worship John's massive organ would have erased any further doubts.

"Ohhh," Melissa groaned, panting loudly as Brad plied his tongue in her pussy and back and forth over her swollen clitoris, "That is so hot, Keith! You- hoh! You have no idea what- unnnggghhh! What it does to me inside- hunnggghhh! Watching you suck John! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Oh, God, yes, Brad! You've got it! Just like that, baby! You're- ohhhh! You're hitting the spot! Hunngghhhh! Hunnggghhh!" she croaked, completely absorbed in watching her brother's perverted exhibition and doing nothing more with Brad's flaccid prick than squeeze it gently in her hand.

Stephanie, whose guttural moans and ragged panting heralded the imminent onset of her own climax, twisted her neck around to see what Melissa was talking about. "Hoh! Yeah!" the slender twelve-year-old gasped, "You're right, Mel- ohhh! Oh, God! Oh, God, Dad! Oh, God! That is totally- unnggghh! Totally hot. Haaaggghhh! I love the way- hunnngghhh! My boyfriend loves- ooohhhh! Loves my dads' cock- unngghhh! As much as I do!" she cried, twisting her head back forward and seizing her father's head with both hands. "Come on, Daddy!" she shrieked, "Lick me! Lick my clit! Hoh, God! Oh, fuck! Just like that! Make me come, Daddy! Make me come! Hoooohhh! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, God! Here it comes! Oh, God! You're- hunngggghhhh! You're making me come, Daddy! You're making me come! You're- haaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiieeee!" she screeched as her entire body jerked as if she had suddenly touched a high-voltage wire, and then she was convulsing uncontrollably as she rode her father's face, her orgasm shooting white-hot wave after wave of almost unbearable ecstasy through her pubescent body.

Melissa was right behind her, her own climax driven not only by Brad's increasingly skilled tongue but also by the utter depravity of watching her brother lick and suck John's immense organ while her lesbian lover trembled and shook in the throes of an intense orgasm caused by her own father's incestuous pussy-licking. With an almost agonized scream, Melissa gave herself over to coming, feeling every inch of her rhythmically pulsing cunt tingling as Brad kept buzzing her throbbing clit, heightening and prolonging her climax. As the orgasm went on and on, Melissa realized that she was close to blacking out again, but she mentally gave herself permission, letting unconsciousness sweep over her as her bladder emptied into Brad's mouth. And then she knew nothing more.