Date: Sun, 24 Sep 2006 16:01:47 -0500 From: jockhunger@yahoo.com Subject: Sharin 6 Sharin' Chapter Six - Child's Play Lance hesitated a moment as he thought about the bondage he had endured at Sharon's suggestion. He recalled the spanking he'd given her little accomplice all the while thinking it was a girl. He shuddered as he remembered how he felt when he discovered it was actually his own brother who had sucked him ... and made him pee on himself in bed. He cringed as he tried to digest the fact that his brother had just professed to being gay. "Let's go," Sharon said as she stood and headed for the door. "Hold on. We've gotta get dressed first," Lance said. "Not on my watch, you don't. Downstairs! Now!" Sharon commanded. Both boys' eyes rounded in fear but both stood simultaneously and followed Sharon down the stairs--grinning conspiratorially at each other. As they descended the stairs, the boys could hear their father grunting. "Unngh, unngh, unngh," Geoff grunted just before he stiffened and shot another load deep in his wife's pussy. "Ohmigod. This is just too wonderful, babe. I can't believe we've wasted all these years." After her own orgasm tremors stopped, Anita said, "Well, we're sure makin' up for lost time. How many is that? Four for you?" "Wasn't counting. Sofa arm, the floor, the coffee table, yep, four. Maybe five. How many for you?" "Lost track," Anita said breathlessly as she squirmed from the doggie-style position to lie on her back. Pulling Geoff on top of her like a blanket, she said, "Let me know when you're ready again." "Jesus, Anita, you're wearin' me out." Geoff said. Then, with a grin, "It's gonna be at least an hour." "Sounds like it's time to bring in the cavalry," Sharon announced, unannounced. Anita screamed when she saw her two sons flanking Sharon like bodyguards. The boys were standing one step behind her with their hands bashfully cupped in front of their genitals. Trying to keep as much of his wife covered as possible, Geoff turned his head to look over his shoulder and said, "Boys, go back upstairs and put some clothes on." "New rules," Sharon said. "What?" Geoff and Anita yelped simultaneously. "We're having a time out. I'm still in charge but we've got to lay out some ground rules." "Sharon, would you go get me my robe, please," Anita asked politely. "Rule number one. Clothes will no longer be worn in the house at any time unless you have company," Sharon said. "And I'm not considered company." Lance and Randy looked at each other nervously before looking at their dad. Basically, all they could see was his back and backside. Randy, however, noticed his balls were dangling between his legs, successfully obscuring his mother's pussy from view. "Number two," Sharon said, turning to slap Lance's hands away from his crotch, "no more false modesty. That means we all get to see each other at our best." "Or their worst," Randy grinned, pointing at his dad's butt with one hand while continuing to cover his crotch with the other. "Number three. No making fun of each other. If we have a bad hair day, so be it. If your dick shrinks to the size of a grape because you're cold ... well ... maybe we'll giggle but we won't make fun of you." "Sorry, Dad," Randy said. "Besides, for an old guy, you've got an awesome butt." Sharon slapped Randy's hands away from covering his crotch. "Keep your hands behind your back. That goes for both of you." Sharon ordered. Randy put his behind his butt while Lance put his behind his neck--the way Geoff had been positioned earlier. "Like father, like son," Anita said with a smirk. "Geoff, go stand between your sons and assume the position." "But Anita's ..." "Anita's gonna be fine," Sharon said. "She and I are gonna have a contest. Now get over there." She snapped her fingers at Geoff and pointed to the boys. "A what?" Anita asked as she tried to cover herself with her hands. "Don't make me get the handcuffs, Anita. Take your hands away. Let us see that beautiful body of yours." "What kind of contest?" Anita asked fearfully as she tried not to think about her nakedness. "It's a blowjob contest." "No fair!" Anita shouted. "I've never ... I mean, I haven't ..." "Don't worry. You only have to get one guy hard. I have to work on two. My double duty should outweigh your inexperience." "Jesus, I'm about to get hard just thinkin' about it," Lance said. "I've just cum four times," Geoff complained. "I can't cum again this quick." "I'm not asking you to cum. I'm asking you to respond. There's a difference." Sharon knelt in front of Lance while Anita knelt in front of Geoff. She grabbed the base of her husband's limp dick and flopped it about to prove she had quite a challenge ahead of her. However, her eyes were darting left and right to discretely scope out her two sons' equipment. She felt her pussy moisten perceptibly. `There's no way I'm gonna get hard in front of my mother,' Lance thought. `It's just too embarrassing. Jesus! It's bad enough that Sharon has me assuming the slave position in front of her. No. No way. No matter how talented Sharon's mouth is, there's no way she'll succeed in getting me hard.' `There's no way I'm gonna get hard in front of Mom,' Randy thought. `I'm getting immune to straight sex. I only get hard when I see Lance's hard-on ... or Tommy's ... oh yeah, or Dad's. Maybe it's just that I get hard when I see other guys hard. I don't know but there's no way Sharon's gonna succeed.' `This is gonna be so much fun,' Sharon thought gleefully. `Geoff is so worn out, Lance is too scared to get hard in front of his mom and Randy's still thinking about telling his dad he's gay so they're all gonna have trouble getting it up.' Geoff thought, `I love the way Sharon can manipulate situations by distracting people from seeing the obvious. Jesus! We're naked in front of our sons and Anita's not even blushing. She's more worried about getting me hard than she is about being naked.' Anita was thinking at the same time, `Two horny young men will get hard quicker than a four-cum champion. I'd have better luck getting my boys hard.' Then, shocked by that thought, she chided herself, `Jesus! I don't believe I'm kneeling here naked in front of my two sons and I'm not freaking out! Sharon's got my head so screwed up lately, I'm doing the unthinkable without even thinking. Of course, it could be all those orgasms I've experienced have worn away my inhibitions. But who the fuck cares? I just want to get fucked to another orgasm, again.' "You okay, Anita?" Sharon asked compassionately. "Huh? Oh, yeah," Anita said as she was snatched from her reverie. "Okay, then, let's go," Sharon said, leaning in to suck Lance. Anita began sucking Geoff and fondling his balls, like she'd seen Sharon doing earlier, in the hopes of helping him along. Lance looked down at Sharon, admiring her tits and what little bit of pussy he could see between her thighs--and he started to plump up. Then he looked over to see how his dad was doing--or not--but when he saw his mom's lips around his dad's dick, he started to go soft. `What the fuck am I lookin' at Dad for! That's just queer! Even if he IS the competition, I shouldn't be looking at him ... his ... dick.' `Good,' Sharon thought as Lance's boner went soft again, `that's what I was hoping for. If he gets hard, Randy will, too. He loves to see Lance's erection.' Getting up, she moved over to Randy. `I'll take it easy on him, like I have the last few times I've blown him. I bet he thinks it's him but in reality, I've just been doin' a piss-poor job on him--waiting for today.' She sucked him a while before she casually said, "I can see this isn't working, let's try something else." "What?" All three guys asked almost simultaneously--obviously worried about her devious nature. "Anita, you suck Lance." "What!" Anita and Lance shouted. "Rule four ... Never refuse to do what I say," Sharon said threateningly. She snapped her fingers and pointed to Lance's crotch. "Suck him." "But that's so wrong," Anita said. "He doesn't think so, look," Sharon said, pointing at Lance's cock as it jerked in perverted anticipation. Anita looked up into Geoff's face, silently pleading with him to intervene. "She's right, hon. It's even having an effect on me," Geoff bemoaned. "Just thinking about you giving Lance a blowjob's got me plumping up." He thought, `What's really getting me hard it the thought of Sharon sucking me so expertly.' Snapping her fingers at Randy, Sharon commanded, "Down, boy!" Then she pointed to the spot vacated by his mother between his dad's feet. Randy's eyes rounded in disbelief. His jaw dropped. "Now!" Sharon shouted. "But ..." Randy whispered as his knees collapsed in slow motion to do her bidding. "Rule four," Sharon warned. Looking at Geoff, Sharon smiled. Then she looked at Anita and then Lance to reinforce her authority. "Sharon ... don't," Lance pleaded, slowly shaking his head `no.' "Everything will be all right," Sharon said, "I have left nothing to chance." "Sharon," Geoff said, "this is going too far. I know we ..." "You'll understand in a minute," Sharon interrupted. Then sternly, she said, "Do it, Randy." First, Randy looked up into his dad's eyes, then he looked over at Lance. "It'll be okay, Angel," Lance said. "Archangel's got your back." `Angel? Archangel?' Anita thought quizzically. `What is he talking about?' `What's with the religious references at a time like this?' Geoff thought, having never heard the boys refer to each other like that. "On your mark, get set ... suck!" Sharon said. It only took thirty seconds before both men were hard. "Jesus Christ! I can't believe this," Lance shouted. "I'm hard! My own fuckin' mother's giving me a fuckin' blowjob and I'm fuckin' enjoyin' it! How the fuck did you know, Sharon?" "Quit your god damned cussing," Geoff shouted with a smile, "it sounds like hell!" It was a cuss-filled admonition the whole family used jokingly--parents, grandparents, everyone--to point out that cussing was universal and should be done in fun. "Dad! Look at this, I'm fuckin' hard as a rock." "You? Look at me! Who the hell knew your brother could give such a good blowjob? I'm just as hard as you are!" The two men looked at each other's cocks as they were being blown. They admired the sexy lips wrapped around their boners. They gauged their cocks to be about the same circumference. They couldn't judge the length because both were as far down their respective cock- suckers' throats as they could get them. They both felt a special male-bonding moment as each one realized their lives would never be the same again. `The first time I saw Dad's cock,' Lance thought, `I was amazed but seeing Randy suckin' on him now, just makes me ...' then all the words rushed in like a tidal wave ... `sick--excited--perverted--horny-- cringe ... no, it makes me feel proud of my little brother. He's standing up for his right to be different!' Then with a mental smile, he thought `Well ... kneeling, actually.' `That first time we were all naked together,' Geoff thought, `I was so confused--what with Sharon being so bold--I couldn't think straight. I didn't even think to compare size. I'm proud of my boy. He's got a real man's-sized cock.' Then he looked down at Randy. He saw his fat boner in his son's mouth and tried to pull out. Sharon, always one step ahead because of her innate ability to anticipate, had moved behind him and blocked his retreat. "Oh no you don't." As Geoff pulled back, Randy instinctively grabbed his dad's butt cheeks with both hands to stop him. "But he's my son." "He's your gay son," Sharon said quietly, placing a firm hand on each of Geoff's hips to keep him from turning. "My what!" Anita's jaw dropped but Lance let his cock rest against her tongue, anyway. "Bisexual, actually," Sharon corrected. Then in a tone that implied there was no real reason to panic, she said, "But I really think he's more gay than bi." "Let go of me," Geoff said, trying to twist away from the two of them. "Calm down," Sharon crooned, "you know you love it." "No I don't!" "Your dick says otherwise." Then Sharon slid her hand around front to grip Geoff's cock. She pulled it out of Randy's mouth and started banging it against his lips. "You could pound nails with this hammer." "But it's all wrong." "Wrong? Like not knowing enough about the female anatomy to know your wife has a G-spot?" "That's not fair. Neither of us knew about the G-spot. Besides, that's physical. This is ... perverted. No! It's doubly perverted. It's gay AND it's incest." "Perverted like your wife and I doing lesbian things together or perverted like watching your wife sucking your son?" Geoff's cock twitched when she said that, betraying his real thoughts. "Geoff's right," Anita said, blushing as she fell back to rest her butt on her heels. "We're adults and we're supposed to be in charge. I was so wrapped up in all this orgasm thing that I lost my head. We shouldn't be doing ANY of this." Sharon said angrily, "This isn't about you two! It's about Randy! And just for your information, we're ALL adults here, except Randy, and he's being more of an adult about this than any of you. So everyone go sit on the sofa." Anita and Geoff sat side-by-side. Lance sat next to his mother. Randy remained kneeling forlornly in his spot until Sharon sat in his dad's lounger and indicated that Randy should sit between her legs. Just like she did when they were upstairs, she reached around and began stroking Randy's erection and fondling his balls. She knew if she could keep the `adults' distracted visually, they wouldn't be able to think clearly. Geoff sat with one arm over the back of the sofa protectively close to Anita's shoulders but not touching her. Geoff and Lance were sitting in the typical macho-male position with their knees flung wide. Anita, therefore, had to sit with her knees together and had her arms crossed demurely over her naked boobs. Lance sat with his right elbow on the armrest. It looked like he was deliberately leaning away from his mom ... like he was afraid of getting kooties or something. His left arm was crossed over his body at about mid abdomen. "Go on," Sharon said, resting her chin on Randy's shoulder so she could watch everyone's expressions. "Um ..." Randy said hesitantly, "I've been gay for ... quite some time. I tried to talk to Lance about it but ..." "You knew!" Geoff accused, looking past Anita at Lance. "Not till today," Lance said, pleading innocence. "That's right, he didn't," Randy continued. "I could never bring myself to tell him ... until Sharon came along." Geoff looked at Sharon accusingly, like it was somehow her fault that Randy turned out gay. "After Lance started dating her ... we got to know each other ... and I felt comfortable talking to her about it." "You encouraged this behavior?" Geoff scolded Sharon. Then realizing his jewels were on full display, he suddenly crossed his legs self-consciously. "No, she didn't. In fact ... she discouraged me for a long time. She told me it was a phase most boys go through and I'd outgrow it. When I didn't, she told me not to get involved with any more boys than I already had." "How many is that?" Anita asked worriedly. "Not that many," Randy said dismissively. He knew if he told them `only one' they would automatically assume it was Tommy--which it wasn't. So he learned, early on, to lie about anything gay when it was to his best advantage. Without hesitation, he continued, "Anyway, we talked about it for months and I confessed to her all the things I couldn't tell anyone else. Between us, we came up with this." Then he waved both hands, palms upward, to indicate the whole room. "But I thought it was just gonna be me and ... uh ..." "I talked you two," Sharon said, looking first at Geoff and then Anita, "into doing this little role-play thing so you would get comfortable being sexy with each other ..." "Speaking of comfortable," Geoff said, "uh, how about if we put some clothes on. This is just getting too ..." "No! And don't interrupt. You're naked for a reason." "We're naked because we have nothing to hide," Lance said in way of an explanation. "Randy ... confessed to me earlier today ... uh ... his true feelings and, although I wasn't real pleased with his revelation, I ... I ..." "Lance has agreed to be supportive of Randy," Sharon said. "It took a while to convince him but I think he knows now that denial is not an option." "After the way he sucked my cock, I don't think I could deny it, either," Geoff said, "but it doesn't mean I have to accept it. Randy, we can get you help. You don't have to be this way." "Yes, I do!" Randy shouted. "I tried to be a straight guy with gay feelings and it hurts worse than a toothache. I can't live like that. I like guys!" "Randy," Anita said tearfully, "I don't know what I did to make you this way but please forgive me. If I'd have known ... I'd never have done it ... whatever it was." "You didn't do anything! You didn't make me gay." "If I'd have been more receptive to your dad's sexual advances, maybe you wouldn't be turned off by girls." "I'm not turned off by girls. I'm turned ON by guys." "If I'd ..." "It's not you!" Randy shouted. "It's me, isn't it?" Geoff said. "If I'd have spent more time with you ... done more ... guy things with you ... maybe you'd have been ..." "No, Dad, not you, either. And it wasn't Lance's fault either." "It was the locker room at the pool, wasn't it?" Geoff accused, looking disgustedly at Lance for convincing them to allow Randy to spend his summers there. "I've always said those open showers at the pool weren't designed properly. Little boys shouldn't be subjected to showering with grown men." "That wasn't it, Dad" Randy said, shaking his head in disbelief at his folks' total lack of understanding ... their apparent need to pinpoint the blame. "That wasn't it, Dad" Lance agreed. "I showered there more than Randy did and I didn't turn out gay." "I shouldn't have taken you into the ladies room with me," Anita said. "Young boys are impressionable. It gave you the idea that you were a girl so you started liking guys just like girls do." "Jesus! Listen to yourselves," Lance argued. "So what did you want dad to do. Take him in the men's room. Duh! All he'd see in there was more dicks ... exactly what he was looking for! Food for fantasy. What you guys did or didn't do has nothing to do with what he's become." "Thanks, Lance," Randy said quietly. Lance added, "And what he's become is a polite, studious and well-adjusted young man. Queer but otherwise well adjusted. When I first found out ... earlier today ... I just about freaked. I worried about all the times he'd seen me naked. Then I worried about having to share a room with him for a few more months until I go off to college. But you know what? I'm fine with it. Ya wanna know why? `Cuz I love him. Yeah, he's my brother and yeah, he's queer but I'm gonna stick by him no matter what." Sharon felt like standing up to cheer but she didn't. Randy just about cried. Anita cried. Geoff said, "So, uh ... seeing me naked that time ... before ... wasn't the reason ... uh ..." "What time before?" Anita sniffled. Geoff looked at Sharon pleadingly, hoping she could come to his rescue because he knew she knew he hadn't confessed to the football game infidelity, yet. "The day Lance and I took pictures of him naked for the Fitness Witness program," Randy said, coming to his dad's rescue, instead. "They don't require naked photos," Anita said warily. Between Lance, Randy and Geoff, they told Anita all about the photo shoot--the boxer style swimsuit, the tightie whities and the nude photos. They conveniently left out the part that Geoff had paid for the membership and why he bought the camera. They also left out that he and Sharon had engaged in some "perks." By the time they had finished the tale, Anita was crying tears of laughter. "Oh, that's too funny!" Anita laughed. "You wearing Randy's briefs! That's too much." "Or too little, depending on how you look at it," Lance said. "Those were pretty brief briefs, let me tell you." "I'd have loved to have seen that," Anita said amused. Randy pulled away from Sharon and tore up the stairs like a runaway freight train. He returned with the snapshots, handing them to his mom. They included Geoff's, Lance's and his own photos, including the one of his cock peeking out over the top of the waistband like a Whammo Gopher. Laughing hysterically, Anita said, "Jesus, these are more obscene than if you were naked." Randy handed her one last photo--the one he kept under his pillow--the one of his dad. "Oh ... my ... god! You look huge!" Anita said in awe. "Uh, Mom," Randy said with a bashful smile, "he IS huge." Bashfully, Anita said, "I wouldn't know. I mean, after all, I've only got the two of you to compare him to and until today ... well ... I only remember you guys as ..." "You've never seen another guy's dick?" Lance asked. "Where would I see a guy's ... dick?" "Not even in college?" Lance asked. "No." "Dad's the only one?" Randy asked incredulously. "Yep." "Oh, man, how sad," Randy moaned. "Not sad for me, Squirt," Lance said, shrugging his shoulders. "Oh yeah," Randy said shamefaced at being caught expressing his gay desires in front of his family. "I've got a question," Geoff said to Sharon. "What's that?" "Why did you have Randy ... you know ... go down on ME?" "I'm glad you asked," Sharon said, trying to keep a positive spin on the proceedings. "First, before I had him do that, I had to get you two really worked up so you weren't thinking clearly." "Well, that certainly worked," Anita said. "Then I had to convince Anita to blow Lance and Randy to blow you because I wanted to prove a point." "And that point was?" Geoff asked. "Anita blowing you and me blowing the boys wasn't having any effect on either of you." "We were worn out!" Geoff argued. "At least I was." "I beg to differ! As soon as Lance stuck his dick in his mother's mouth and as soon as Randy sucked you ..." "Ohmigod! We both boned up," Geoff said in astonished embarrassment. "It was forbidden. It was unthinkable. Therefore, it was exciting," Sharon explained. "It was incest," Geoff said. "Like I say ... exciting." "Sharon told me several months ago" Anita said, "that most mothers thought about ... their boys ... and I didn't believe her ... right away. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized she was right. There HAD been times over the past few years when I wondered how my boys were developing. I wondered if they needed me to ... check on `em." "Really?" Geoff asked. "Did you ever ... you know ... spy on `em?" "No." Then after a moment, she added, "But it doesn't mean I didn't want to. There was this one time when Lance was showering ... I ... snuck in the bathroom to peek at him ... but I got cold feet and I left." "You perved on your own son?" Lance smirked as he threw his left arm over her shoulder to hug her to him. "Go, Mom!" "It's not like I wanted to have sex with you ... it's just ..." "But you wouldn't say no, would you?" Sharon said encouragingly. Dropping her gaze to her lap, she whispered, "No." "You mean ... oral ... right?" Geoff asked, astonished by her admission. "Oh come on," Sharon said to Geoff accusatorially. "Don't even pretend you wouldn't fuck me if you could." But you're not my daughter ... and no ... I mean you're very desirable but ..." "You'd fuck her," Anita said authoritatively. "Okay! I'd fuck her but she's not my daughter so it wouldn't be incest." "If I were married to Lance, I'd be your daughter-in-law. Would you fuck me, then?" "Yes he would," Anita said. "How do you know?" Geoff argued angrily. "Geoff, you jack off at least once a day. Unless I'm mistaken, you'd prefer a hot hole to deposit that in." Turning to look at Anita, Geoff said, "Now that we know how to do it the right way ... thanks to Sharon ... I won't need to anymore ... well ... not as much, anyway ... right?" "I think what Sharon is trying to say ..." Lance said. "I've never known her to be at a loss for words," Geoff interrupted. "... is after I've married her and after I've claimed her cherry ... she wouldn't object if we make this a family affair. That's what all this nudity is about. That's why she wants us all comfortable with each other." "You see," Sharon said, "Lance told me his darkest secrets, Randy's told me a lot about what he's feeling, Anita and I are best friends ... or better ... and I don't want you left out, either, Geoff. Once I knew Lance had adolescent fantasies about his mom and Randy was hot for guys and Anita admitted she was at least inquisitive about her boys, things began to fall into place." "Geoff," Anita said, "I finally figured out why we're all sitting around naked. It's so we'll all be honest with each other." "Nothing to hide," Lance said again. "Sharon, okay if I tell him?" Anita asked. "I wish you would. It's YOUR secret." "Geoff, Sharon helped me find my G-spot. She and I engaged in some ... uh ... lesbian ... acts. Sex! We had sex! And while we were doing it, she found my G-spot and I had an orgasm. I'm so ashamed." "Ashamed of what?" Geoff asked. "That Sharon was able to do for you something I couldn't? Or more precisely, something I didn't know how to do. You shouldn't be ashamed. I should be." "No, I mean ... you weren't the first to cause me to have an orgasm." "Shit, honey ... I'm sure as hell not gonna hold that against you. Think about it, honey, you weren't the first to cause ME to have an orgasm, either, so I can't be upset that I wasn't YOUR first." "And if I have my way," Sharon said, "you won't be the last, Geoff." "Whaddya mean?" Geoff asked. "No, don't," Lance pleaded. "Geoff, you want to fuck me ... once I'm no longer a virgin. Lance wants to fuck anyone, including his mother and I want to have sex with Anita, in front of all of you." With each revelation, the group looked at the person Sharon was talking about. First everyone looked at Geoff, then at Lance and finally back to Sharon. As if by process of elimination, everyone looked at Randy. "Tell `em," Sharon said. "Oh fuck, this is harder than I thought it would be," Randy mumbled. "Uh, well ... I've had a fantasy all my life. Well, all my sexual-awareness life ... since I was nine." "Nine!" Geoff gasped. "I've wanted ..." Twisting in place from the waist up, to look back at Sharon, Randy pleaded, "I can't." "It's not gonna happen unless you say it out loud. I'm certainly not gonna say it for you." "Mom, Dad, promise me you won't get mad." "They can't promise anything, Randy, until they know what you're talking about." "Shit! This is so hard." Randy took a deep breath. "You know I love you. Mom, I know you just found out about orgasms and stuff ... G-spots ... well, guys have G-spots, too. Only ... it's ... up their butts." "Their prostates," Anita said. "Sharon told me a little bit about them." "Well, you know how some women can get off just by playing with their clit?" "Yeah." "Well, for a guy, that's like jackin' off. But then, some women need to have their G-spot massaged, too." "Yeah," Anita said, wondering where all this was leading. "I need my G-spot ... my prostate ... massaged." "And you want me to do that somehow?" "Uh ... no." Looking at Geoff, Randy said, "I want Dad to do it." "Do what?" Anita asked. "Fuck me." "What!" Geoff shouted. "You can use a rubber. It'll be clean, I promise," Randy whined. "Dad, I'm a virgin and ... and ... there's no one in the world I'd rather take my cherry than you. But mom," he said, looking back at Anita, "I mean, you and Dad have just learned how to orgasm together and I don't want you to think I'm trying to ... cheat you or anything." "Do what!" Geoff asked, still in shock. Turning to Lance, Randy said, "Archangel, I wouldn't mind if you did it first, either, but I've given it a lot of thought and ... well ...." "Hey, Squirt," Lance said, with a mocking smile, knowing he needed to lighten the mood in the room. "I understand. You've already had me, so now you're ready to toss me aside like last year's fashions." "No, it's not like that at all. I still want you to fuck me ... as often as you want to. It's just ..." "Oh I see," Lance said, continuing the charade. "You want me to take sloppy seconds, is that it?" "I'm not hearing any of this," Geoff said. Then turning to Sharon, he asked, "Am I?" "Lance ... don't be that way," Randy whined. "I love you so much. It's just ... I want Dad to bust my cherry!" "Why?" Geoff asked. "Lance is gonna get to pop Sharon's cherry ... probably, so I thought you should have the honors." "Honors?" Geoff said in disbelief. "What do you mean, `probably'?" Lance asked like his brother knew something he didn't. Ignoring Lance, Randy said, "Well, you made me. I'm the result of your sperm so I want you to fill me with your sperm so we can be one--always." "Wait!" Geoff shouted, looking at Lance. "What do you mean he's already had you?" "When we were upstairs I was ... Randy was ..." "Sharon and I decided we'd have to trick Lance into letting me, uh ... blow him." "And you went along with it?" Geoff accused Lance. "He didn't know about it until after it was over with," Randy said. "Then, once I'd done it ... he couldn't say no." "Randy!" Anita said, "You raped your brother?" "No I didn't. He was beggin' for a blowjob." "He didn't know it was you doing it ... a guy. That's the same as rape. You didn't give him a chance to make an informed decision. Just like using drugs on girls, if they can't make rational decisions, then it's rape." Lance saw Randy's agonized confusion. He wanted to help him understand what he did was wrong but he didn't want to hurt his feelings. So, in a quiet, consoling tone, Lance said, "Squirt ... Angel, I was tied up. I was blindfolded." "Oh my god! It WAS rape!" Randy screamed and began to cry. Lance slipped off the sofa and onto his knees so he could crawl over to Randy. Hugging him, he said, "I know you didn't MEAN to do anything wrong and I know you did it because of some ... because you love me, so in that respect, I guess it was okay. But you gotta understand, rape occurs anytime someone does something to someone else without their permission." Randy cradled his face between the crook of Lance's shoulder and neck and sobbed. "Lance, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I realize now I shouldn't have done it." "This sure is putting a damper on the afternoon," Sharon said petulantly. Crying all the harder, Randy sobbed, "It's all my fault. I can't do anything right! I'm just a fuckin' faggot who only thinks about himself. My life sucks!" "Hey!" Lance said cheerfully, "You might be a faggot and your life might suck but you're not a fuckin' faggot `cuz I ain't seen ya fuckin' ANYone!" Randy tried to smile a little. "Son," Geoff said, "your mom and I ... are certainly surprised by this ... news ... about you being ... gay. I can't say I really understand it ... I guess I've never thought about it. Maybe if you'd have let us get used to the idea of you being gay before you dropped this incest thing on us, too, we would have reacted differently but ..." "Dad," Randy sniffled, "I thought you'd hate me when I told you I was gay, so I wanted to let you know, right away, how much I loved you. That's why I wanted to tell you about ... takin' my cherry." "Randy, I can't do that," Geoff said consolingly as he joined Lance on the floor with Randy to hug his son. "I don't want to ... that's not what I mean ... I do but it's physically impossible. I'm too big ... you've said it yourself. I'm huge!" Geoff wasn't bragging in any way. He was simply trying to convince his son how unfeasible it would be. "If you really feel you HAVE to, you NEED to ... uh, then you need to do it with someone smaller ... someone your own age ... someone ..." "What about Tommy?" Lance asked. "He doesn't mean as much to me as you and Dad. I don't want to give my cherry to just anyone. You understand what I'm talking about, don't you, Mom?" Anita lowered herself to the floor with the others. "Yeah, I think I do. But, Honey, men are notorious for thinking with the brain in their `little' head. Guys your age haven't learned the skills it takes to overcome that. It's discussions like this that help you learn how to temper the desire to let your life be ruled by ... sex." She smiled at Geoff. "But I've found out today, just why it's so easy to succumb." Reaching out for a hug, Randy said, "Thanks, Mom." Lance leaned in and Geoff followed his lead until the four of them were in a group hug. Sharon, still sitting in the lounger, knew she had to redirect the conversation--as well as the action. She said, "Well, since you want to wallow on the floor like pigs, I'd suggest a pig pile." "A what?" Geoff asked as Sharon lunged at the unsuspecting group, toppling them all over. "Pig pile!" Sharon said, slithering over their naked bodies, groping and grinding whenever and wherever she could. "Pig pile!" Lance shouted, enjoying the feel of his mom's bare right tit rubbing against his chest. "Oh yeah!" Randy said, before--out of habit--he looked at his dad for permission to join in. Geoff shrugged his shoulders and hugged Randy. Whispering in his ear, he said, "I love you, son. Just give me a little time to adjust. Okay?" "Sure, Dad," Randy said. Since Lance was lying on his left side, Randy pulled himself on top of his brother's right side and asked, "Okay if I ... `squirm' on you?" "Just so long as you don't `squirt' on me," Lance chuckled and then he rolled onto his back. Randy's eyes rounded in appreciation as he ground his crotch into his brother's hairy pubic patch. He ran his flattened palms lightly over the contours of Lance's chest. He leaned down and kissed Lance's neck, lovingly. "Thanks for backing me up, Lance," he whispered. Whispering in Randy's ear, Lance said, "Don't make it too obvious to Mom and Dad but when the time is right, you can suck me if you want." Smiling broadly, Randy said, "Just this once, huh?" Lance swatted Randy's ass and again whispered, "It better NOT be just this once, you little queer!" Oblivious to his sons' conversation, Geoff saw an opportunity to attack Anita's left breast with kisses and playful nibbles while humping his hard-on against her left thigh. Lance looked longingly at his mother's right breast. Anita grabbed the back of her eldest son's neck and forced him onto her other tit. "Oh, god!" Lance crooned before he began sucking on his mother's boob. With his mom and dad otherwise occupied, Randy slithered down to engulf Lance's erection. Sharon was content to just observe her handiwork. A short while later, she shouted, "Switch!" As she said it, she gripped Randy's hair, pulled him off Lance's cock and shoved his face in her crotch. "Eat or starve, queer bait." Randy smiled, knowing the pig pile meant a round robin was about to begin. "Geoff, eat Anita. Lance, feed your mom some son sausage." While father and son were doing that, Sharon reached between Geoff's legs to lazily jacked on his cock. To give her more room, Geoff got on his hands and knees but kept eating his wife's pussy the whole time. Lance, straddled his mom's chest with his back to his dad to feed her his teen meat. He looked over his shoulder and saw his dad's head rooting in Anita's pussy. When Geoff stuck his finger inside his wife's cunt and touched her still-sensitive G-spot, Lance felt his mother try to suck even more of his cock into her mouth. Lowering his butt down a little, he pulled his cock out of her mouth a little ways and she lifted her head off the floor rather than lose it. When he did that, he felt her boobs rub against his butt cheeks. Anita cupped her breasts and rubbed them against her son's ass sensuously. Her breasts found his outer globes were silky with peach fuzz hair. Spreading her son's ass cheeks apart, she found his crack hid coarser hair that stimulated her nipples into erect eraser nubs. A little while later, after Geoff was fully hard, Sharon repositioned Randy so he was on his back with his head between his dad's knees. "Switch!" Sharon said. Randy immediately engulfed his dad's cock, startling him. Geoff looked down between his legs. At the same time, he felt Sharon's hand on his butt, effectively holding him in place. When she was sure Geoff wouldn't pull away, she got into position so Geoff could muff dive her. "Anita, come over here and suck Randy. While she's doing that, Geoff, you can eat me out. Lance, eat your mom's pussy." Lance spread his mother's pussy lips apart and said, "Awh Jesus, Dad, how many times did you cum inside Mom? She's still full of cum even after you ate her out." Taking pity on her boyfriend, so he wouldn't have to eat cum, Sharon said, "Ummm, maybe I should get a taste of that. Whaddya say, Anita?" "I've been waiting all day to thank you personally. Let's 69." "Is that okay with you boys?" Sharon asked as she got into position. "Fuck yeah!" Lance said, torn between the desire to eat his mom's pussy and revulsion from all the accumulated sperm. "Let's see some hot lezzie action." "Yeah," Randy said. "I know what turns two guys on but I'm totally in the dark as to how two women have sex." Geoff's silent assent was in the form of a cock-jerk at the thought of seeing his wife and his son's girlfriend pleasuring each other. Seeing the cock-jerk, Sharon said, "Since you're all in agreement, I want you boys to keep yourselves hard by whatever means you have at hand. The only rule is, you can't use your own hand on yourself." Randy smiled conspiratorially at the girl he already considered his sister-in-law as he knee-walked into position. The three formed a triangular circle where they could do as they were instructed but still watch the action. "I'm not sure somebody else ... especially a guy ... is gonna be able to keep me hard," Geoff said. "Watching us will keep you hard," Sharon said. "What your sons do to you will just make it more pleasurable while you watch." "Sons?" Lance said, "I'm not gonna feel up my dad ... or my brother, either." Pointing a thumb at Randy, he added, "That's HIS gig. Let HIM enjoy it." "First rule of kindergarten?" Sharon asked. "Learn to share," Lance said petulantly but conceding to the reprimand. "If you share the burden, you'll also share the reward." "What reward?" "You'll never know what rewards there are in life if you keep a closed mind to new experiences." "Are you okay with this, Dad?" Lance asked apprehensively, thinking things might be going too fast for him--and secretly hoping his dad had something in mind to bail them out. "Like I say, I'm not sure how stimulating it will be for me but, yeah, I guess I'm all right with it." "You better be," Sharon said, "or we won't put on a lezzie show for you." Then she leaned in to sensuously start kissing Anita. "Dad, how about we learn from this?" Randy said. "Learn what?" "Not what but how." "Okay, how what?" "Who's on first?" Lance asked with a chuckle as he tried to make sense of their cryptic conversation. "I'll touch you and whatever I do to you, you do to Lance." "And I'll do it to you, right, Squirt?" Lance asked, under- standing the concept immediately. "Yep." Seeing his dad's reluctance, Randy said, "That way, you can keep watching the lesbo action." "I'm not gonna ..." Geoff began. Sharon raised her head from the kiss and glared at Geoff. "I don't want to do anything ..." Geoff corrected, knowing that refusing to do something would only incur Sharon's wrath. "Queer?" Randy asked. "Yeah, I know. I'll be considerate." Lance smirked as Geoff smiled. Then, in a feminine tone, Geoff said, "Yeah, please. It's my first time." Rubbing his palms together villainously, Randy said gravel- voiced, "Goodie, goodie, goodie, a virgin." Randy was nervous so, actually, he was warming up his hands before gently touching his dad's left butt cheek with his right hand. Using small swirl patterns, like buffing a car, Randy caressed his dad's ass. Hesitantly, Geoff began rubbing Lance's ass and Lance rubbed Randy's. "Gently," Randy instructed. "Like the breath of a nightingale." A shiver, followed by goose bumps, ran up Geoff's side at the touch--the touch of his hand on Lance's ass. `It's not as soft as Anita's ass but it's not ... unpleasant,' Geoff thought. `In fact, the muscles under there are ... uh ... kinda powerful, unfamiliar but exciting.' Lance was more familiar with the feel of Randy's flesh because of the times he'd been fooled into touching him. Even so, holding his ass was a new experience. It was peculiar but sensual, too. A tingle ran from his fingertips to his shoulder before it stopped. `God, I hope this shit helps Dad come to terms with Randy being gay.' Without warning, Randy widened the space between his fingers, gripped his dad's ass cheek tightly and squeezed hard. After the initial shock, Geoff thought, `Jeeze, who does he think he is, some French sailor on leave?' Then he groped Lance's ass cheek in the same manner. Lance followed suit, digging his fingers into Randy's ass flesh. Since his butt was still tender from the spanking, Randy winced but then, he smiled at Lance, anyway. Geoff jumped when he felt Randy's fingers slide into his ass crack to touch his butt hole. His cheeks clenched automatically to deter the unfamiliar, though gentle, assault. A gasp of sucked-in air was the only sound he made before he did the same to Lance. "Whoa!" Lance said, just as startled. Then, remembering he was trying to help Randy, he ran his fingers into his brother's ass crack, too. "I've heard of playing `stink finger,'" Lance chuckled, "but I thought it was supposed to smell like pussy when you're done." Randy rubbed the pad of his middle finger in circles over Geoff's anal opening. When he felt Lance doing it to HIM, he knew his dad had fingered Lance. Leaving his finger there, Randy ran his left palm up his dad's abdomen and across his pecs to make lazy circles over his nipples. He smiled as he saw Geoff and Lance tremble from a similar stimulation that they were giving and receiving. "Turn sideways, Mom, so we can see both of you suckin' cunt," Randy said. Anita squirmed on her back into position. "Get Mom's pussy nice and wet, Sharon," Randy said. "`cuz I want you to fuck it with your tit. Stick you tittie right between her pussy lips and fuck her cunny with it." Geoff looked at his younger son in astonishment. `Where did he get THAT idea?' Even so, Geoff's cock throbbed as he watched Sharon do as Randy asked. `Jesus, my brother's sick,' Lance thought. `But he sure knows how to keep a guy hard--even a straight guy.' "Look at Sharon fuckin' Mom with her tit, Dad! Is that fuckin' awesome?" Sharon said, "Lance, get over here. Your mom's gonna show you where her G-spot is." Lance looked at his dad--mostly for permission but also for guidance. "I'm guessing this is something you've wanted to do for a long time now, right, son?" Blushing, Lance nodded. To give his brother some friendly encouragement, Randy grabbed his dad's erection and squeezed it softly, causing a drop of pre-cum to ooze out. Instinctively, Geoff gripped Lance's hard-on and stroked it gently. Lance groped his brother absentmindedly as he thought about how to answer his father without pissing him off. "Ever since Sharon started taking about her family ... being ... incestuous ..." "Yes or no?" Geoff insisted. "Yes! Oh god, yes!" Lance confessed. Geoff nodded his consent. Lance said, "How can she show me her G-spot? I thought it was inside her." "Come on. Get in close," Sharon said. Lance pulled away from his dad's grip and knee-walked over toward his mother. Randy continued to hold his dad's cock, stroking it lightly--intermittently. As it wept pre-cum, Randy spread the viscous liquid over his dad's bulbous cockhead, causing both to shiver from the sensations. Geoff's helmet crown, rubbing against the palm of his son's hand was as exciting to Randy as the motion was erotic to Geoff's cock. Without thinking, Geoff reached over to hold his son's cock-- more protectively than sensuously. The two stared raptly as they watched Lance crawl between his mother's thighs. "Use your middle finger to search for it. Turn your palm up." "Shouldn't I moisten it first?" Lance asked as he moved his hand toward her cunt but concerned that he would somehow destroy his mother's vaginal membrane by being too thoughtless and uncaring. "There's enough cum in there to fill a bathtub," Sharon assured him. Lance jerked his hand away as if the jism his dad had deposited in there was, somehow, toxic. Frowning at his reluctance, Sharon said, "Don't worry about your mom. If she squeals, it won't be from pain." As Lance inserted his finger in his mother's cum-slick slit, Sharon leaned over and began sucking Anita's breast. Because she was kneeling at Anita's head, it allowed her own boobs to land right in Anita's face. Anita began sucking her son's girlfriend's tits. "Oh fuck," Geoff moaned as he watched. "Oh yeah," Randy agreed. He didn't know if his dad's response was from the lesbo action or from the expert jerk-off techniques he was using on his dad's cock. Geoff's pre-cum was filling his palm and he desperately wanted to lick it off but he didn't want to release his prize, either. As Randy's cock flexed in his hand, Geoff momentarily turned his attention to his younger son. "You've got some really big meat there, boy," Geoff said with fatherly admiration audible in his tone. "Thanks, Dad. But it's nothing compared to you ... and Lance." Giving Randy's erection an encouraging squeeze, Geoff said, "You're still growing, son." Taking a quick opportunity to lick his hand, Randy pleaded, "Can I ... suck you ... while you watch them?" "As I recall," Geoff said in a somewhat upset tone, "you've already done that." "I know but that was contrived. Sharon arranged it. She made you ... tolerate it. I want your permission to ... do it." Geoff thought, `He's already sucked me. What can it hurt? Besides, I'm sure all this heterosexual and lesbian action is kind of a turn-off for ... gay guys.' "Sure, go ahead." Getting in position in front of Geoff, Randy gulped his dad's big honkin' dick down his throat all in one swipe. Tears formed in the corners of his eyes and he sniffled. As Geoff felt his cock slide down his son's throat, he imagined the first time Sharon deep-throated him. It seemed so long ago. He watched as his older son added his index finger to his middle finger before inserting it in Anita's pussy. `God, that looks hot,' Geoff thought. His eyes darted toward the two women sucking each others breasts. A mental picture of the time Sharon brushed her tits across his biceps flashed through his mind. Anita was distracted at both ends. On the one hand, she wanted to pleasure Sharon's boobs but on the other hand, she wanted to help her son find her G-spot. She needed to orgasm soon. It had been almost an hour since her last one. Thinking about how expertly Geoff had fucked her to climax, she rolled her head to look in his direction to get a look at the cock that gave her so much satisfaction. All she could see was the back of Randy's head as it bobbed up and down. "Awh fuck!" Anita wailed around a mouthful of pendulous mammary. Not wanting to spoil the mood, she didn't express her thoughts. `What a beautiful sight. My son sucking my husband. What a turn on! I wish I could see his dick moving in and out but I'll settle for just knowing it's happening.' Sharon raised up, moved her head until it was over Anita's twat and began annoying the clitoris poking angrily out of the folds of her slimy pussy lips. She made sure she didn't interfere with Lance's awkwardly jerking fingers. Between sucking, tonguing and biting on Anita's clit, Sharon said, "Twist your fingers up toward her belly and move them around." Following his girlfriend's instructions, Lance curled his fingers into a scratching motion. "Aaagh!" Anita screamed. "There! Yeah, there!" "Keep doing that." Sharon ordered Lance. Then looking over at Randy and Geoff, she said, "Squirt, come here." When he didn't back off his dad's cock, Sharon motioned to Geoff to dislodge him. Gently but insistently, Geoff pressed both hands on his son's head and eased him back. His bulbous cock crown created a champagne cork "pop" as it exited Randy's unrelenting mouth. Menacingly, Sharon said, "Oh, have you been a bad boy! How am I gonna make you behave?" "I haven't been bad. I was good, wasn't I, Dad?" "Oh, you were good, son. You were very good. I was just about ready to cum." "I know. I could tell! That's why I didn't want to stop just then," Randy said defensively to Sharon. "You know the rules," Sharon said. "If you please one person, you have to please all of us." "Yeah, I will. But first, just let me finish Dad off. He was so close." "No." "But he'll get blue balls. You don't really want him to suffer, do you?" "It's not MY fault that you gave him blue balls without asking me first," Sharon said dismissively. "Now, get your ass over here and find your mom's G-spot." Dutifully, Randy crawled into the position Lance vacated for him. `Damn,' Lance thought, `I just found Mom's G-spot. I thought Sharon would reward me by ...' A shudder of forbidden desire coursed through his body and he shivered. `... by ... letting me fuck Mom.' "One finger or two?" Randy asked, letting Sharon know he had been listening and learning, even while he was blowing his dad. "Your dick," Sharon said, matter-of-factly. "What!" Lance squeaked like he'd been slapped in the face with a reprimand by letting his little brother have his prize. "My what?" Randy asked, thinking he hadn't heard clearly. "I'm guessing you're gonna be your mom's new best friend." "Me? Why?" "You're right at that age where your dick is a perfect size and shape to find your mom's G-spot, every time." "No way!" "Are you refusing?" Sharon asked menacingly. "No! I mean, you really think ..." "There's only one way to find out." "Sharon," Lance pleaded as he looked down in desperation at his own hard-on. "I thought ..." "Oh, you will, but not just now. Randy has to learn to share his talents." "I'm not really sure I've got any kind of talent for fucking," Randy whined, thinking she was expecting an awful lot of him. "I've never done it ... with anyone." "Just pretend it's your hand," Sharon encouraged. Fear was in his eyes but the lust that was in his groin overcame all his mental obstacles. As he eased his hips closer to his mother's pussy, he asked, "Uh ... Mom, would you ... you know ... aim it to the right spot?" Anita, using both hands, reached between her legs. Her knees were raised with her feet flat on the floor. She used two fingers of her right hand to spread her cunt lips apart while she used her left hand to guide her son's twitching prick. `Oh my god!' Anita thought, `his cock is as hot as a branding iron. I never thought I'd get a chance to SEE it once he was grown, now I'm not only touching it, I'm gonna get fucked by it.' As Randy's cock slid easily into his mom's viscous cunt, he closed his eyes tightly. The moist warmth of her cunt walls along the broiling heat of his cock flesh caused his neurological system to short circuit like a fork in a toaster. `Oh, jeeze, I hope having him fuck me doesn't mess with his mind. If I'm the first one he's fucked, I don't want him to be turned off by it.' Anita shouted, "Aaagh! Shit!" as she felt her son's cock crown strum her G-spot. Suddenly, Randy jerked his cock out of his mother, fearing he had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, Mom," he said tearfully. "No! Don't stop! That was ... oh god ... better than your dad." Tears spilled as he looked over at his father, forlornly. "No," Randy whined in fear. "That's not right." Anita looked at her husband, silently conveying to him that her comment wasn't meant to hurt him. With a jerk of her head toward Randy, she beseechingly instructed Geoff to comfort their son. Standing alone during all that had been going on--like a scarecrow in a cornfield--Geoff had felt a little left out. His wife's comment cut him to the quick but he knew it was true. He had never been able to satisfy his wife ... until recently. "Lance," Sharon said, "stroke your brother. He's losing his hard-on." "No," Geoff said a little louder than he intended, "let me." Geoff knelt and reached for Randy's quickly deflating pecker. "It's my wife. It's my son. I guess I can be man enough to admit when ... I've been bested by the fruit of my own loins." Lance gasped at his dad's use of the word `fruit' to refer to Randy. With his ever-present wit, Randy chuckled nervously, "Ya got the fruit part right." "C'mon, son, let's work together to give your mom the best orgasm ever. Whaddya say?" His dad's stroking fist was having a positive effect on his cock and he said, "I like it when we work together." "Me, too, son," Geoff said encouragingly. "Me, too," Anita said. "So get to work!" "Let ME guide it in for you this time, son," Geoff offered. "I'd like that," Randy said, wanting to enjoy the touch of his father for as long as he could. "Just so there won't be another outburst like we had before," Sharon said, "Lance, why don't you go plug your mom's mouth with that horse-hung sausage of yours?" Lance was in position before Randy even got the tip of his cock in his mom's pussy. Geoff gently laid his left hand on Randy's right butt cheek to help provide a steady rhythm--and to help keep his son from pulling too far out of his mother's cunt. Then he flattened his right hand into Randy's pubic bush before snaking it lower to cup his balls. "Big ass `nads for a boy your age, son. You been usin' a vacuum pump on `em?" No words escaped Randy's mouth, even though he opened it to speak. The incredible relaxing warmth of his mother's pussy clutching his teen cock caused him to act like he was struck deaf and mute. His tongue lolled. His eyes glazed out of focus. His lungs stopped breathing autonomically. His sense of smell, however, was heightened. He smelled his father's moist underarm aroma and the musky odor of an adult male emanating pheromones all over the place. His sense of hearing wasn't impaired, either. He heard his mother squeal every time he shoved his cock into her cunt. He heard the sloppy wet suction of her lips around her older son's cock as she sucked him. He heard the slap, slap, slap of Sharon beating her clitoris with her fingertips as she masturbated herself. Then he heard his father whisper in his ear. "Fuck your momma good, boy. Make your ol' man proud. You're hittin' her G-spot with every thrust. If she hasn't cum yet, she will any minute now. But when she does, keep right on fuckin' her. She loves you, son ... and so do I ... no matter what." Blindly turning his head toward the breathy whisper, Randy stared at his dad without really seeing him. His lips were parched and his tongue darted out to moisten them. Misinterpreting his son's actions, Geoff leaned forward and kissed his son on the lips. His tongue followed Randy's back into his mouth. As Randy recovered from his dazed condition and realized he was kissing his father, he shot volley after volley of incestuous teen cum into his mother's womb--the same womb in which he had been conceived. At the same time, Anita began contractions as an orgasm overwhelmed her. Knowing she was being filled with her younger son's sperm, she sucked all the harder on her older son's cock. "Oh, fuck, Mom! I'm gonna shoot! Oh shit! Cum. Gotta cum!" Anita gripped his ass with one hand and his cock with the other. She held him in place as his cock disgorged the biggest load of cum in his life--and he shot a lot, as it was, when he cummed. She gagged, coughed and choked but refused to release her prize. At the same time, she clamped her heels on Randy's butt to keep him from pulling out. She left him only enough room to keep fucking her. Sharon straddled Anita's chest and mashed her pussy into her boyfriend's face. "Suck it, Lance. Get every drop," She demanded. Watching the chain reaction of erotic events unfold, Geoff also felt a need to drop a load. After seeing Sharon straddle Anita, Geoff straddled her, too, only HE was facing his son. "Suck it son, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum buckets, so just take what you can. We'll clean up the rest later." Randy's mouth caught the head of his dad's cock just as the first spurt squirted into his mouth. It hit the back of his throat with such force, he thought he heard a `ping' resonate in his head like a BB in a tin can. Before he had time to think any more about it, his mouth was flooded with Daddy cum. Each time he swallowed, his mouth was refilled. Each time he breathed in through his nose, he smelled the rank chlorine odor of adult male sperm, the acrid salty smell of pubic sweat and the unmistakable aroma of buttcrack cheese. Randy came again, as he continued to fuck his mother and suck his father. He knew it was two different orgasms because the second one-- the daddy sperm induced one--was more powerful ... more satisfying. "Keep fucking your mom. She's gonna cum again real quick," Geoff said. "You were fuckin' MADE to satisfy her, son. I'm so glad Sharon insisted you do this. Your mom will never forget this." "Oh fuck, Mom, let up," Lance begged. "I'm empty. It's like you're gonna suck my balls out of my body through my piss slit." Anita's hips bounced uncontrollably off the floor to meet each thrust of her younger son's cock. His crown was combing back and forth over her G-spot, creating a constant array of intermittent electrical shocks in her pussy that swept straight to her brain, numbing her from everything but her orgasm. Her mouth sucked mechanically on her older son, like a milking machine, her lungs heaved to get enough oxygen, and her fingers tightened in an attempt to just hold on to a thread of reality. That thread was her son's cock. The reality was that she almost bit it off. At his first opportunity, Lance yanked his cock free from his mother's mouth. Anita began screaming like a woman giving birth--only the words she was shouting were drenched with lust rather than pain. "Oh, Jesus, yes! Oh fuck, that feels so good. Oh god, don't stop. Fuck me. Fuck me till I drop dead from rapture!" Lance knelt beside his mother's head and began calling to her. "Mom! Mom!" As soon as Geoff recovered from the most awesome climax of his life he, too, realized Anita needed attention. He knelt by her head on the opposite side from Lance and called out, "Anita, Anita, are you okay?" "Oh god, yes. Keep fuckin' me, son, keep fuckin' me. I'm almost there." "Another one?" Lance asked, looking up at Sharon for validation. "God, I hope I cum like that just once in my life," Sharon said enviously. "So let me try," Lance offered, knowing the answer already. "When the time is right, Lance. When the time is right." As Anita collapsed into her third orgasm in less than ten minutes, Sharon stepped up to Randy. She had to keep his mind off that intense feeling guys' dicks get after they cum--the one that makes them want to stop all stimulation because they think the sensations will kill them if they don't stop. She pulled his face to her crotch and said, "Eat me out, Squirt." Still in post-orgasm shock, Randy devoured her pussy like frat boys devour a pizza. He licked, slurped, sucked, nibbled and then started all over again. "Good boy," Sharon cooed as she evaluated his dazed condition. She gently rubbed Randy's chest with one hand and the back of his head and neck with the other. When she realized he, too, was out there in an ephemeral world with his mother, she urged, "Now, come on back home to the rest of us." Geoff watched in awe as Randy reawakened from his sex-induced stupor. Still concerned for his wife's well being, however, he began rubbing Anita's belly as he said, "Time to come home, honey." "Time to join the rest of us, Mom," Lance joined in as he began to rub his mom's tit with one hand and her forehead with the other. Just then, everyone heard the click and whirr of the camcorder as it stopped taping and began to rewind. "Oh fuck!" Geoff said. "I forgot that was running." "I, for one, am glad it was. It'll be the best sex video ever, as far as I'm concerned," Lance said. "What video?" Randy asked as he revived. After Geoff explained, Randy said, "Hey, great! I can use it next Fall for my `What I Did Last Summer' thesis." Anita's expression was one of shock before she realized he was kidding--she hoped. "Hey, Mom," Lance said, "give me half an hour to recuperate from that awesome blowjob you just gave me and I'll fuck ya to another orgasm. Hearing himself refer to his mom and a blowjob in the same sentence thrilled him in a way he never expected--half disgust, half excitement. Just anticipating the opportunity to fuck his mom--his first time--caused Lance's flaccid cock to jerk. "I'm all out of blank videotape," Sharon said as she stepped away from Randy, "and I'm pretty sure you want me to tape your first mom-fuck, dontcha?" Lance looked longingly at his mother's cum-slimy pussy and then at the camcorder. Torn between wanting a record of the auspicious event and wanting to fuck her RIGHT NOW, he closed his eyes to think. To be continued. If you like the story and would like to comment, email me at: jockhunger@yahoo.com I also have a gay saga titled, "Rascal," in the Gay Adult/Youth and Incest categories. Disregard any references to my old zestful email address. 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