Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2001 21:10:57 -0700
From: Anonymous
Subject: Sis an' I 6

The names and people in the story SIS AN' I have been changed to protect
those still living any similarity to time, place, or events are
coincidental.


SIS AN' I 6

It was early afternoon when we got home.  Mom and dad were waiting for us.
The four of us sat in the patio and enjoyed the pool and the lunch that mom
had prepared.  Mom remarked what good looking tans the Arizona sun gave us.
When the sun went down we went into the house, put on some clothes and then
dad brought us up to date.  He told us that the wedding was officially
annulled and while he was with the attorney he decided to retire.  He
signed his construction, real estate and development business over to Sis
and I with me as the CEO.

I was concerned about my career with Highrise and dad said that he had
talked to Commander Griffin and if I agreed, he was willing to talk
merger. Commander Griffin wanted to retire and a merger would give him a
chance to restructure the company. I was also informed that there was a
meeting scheduled to be held at the Commander's house.  Present would be
Mr.  Ellis, the Commander's attorney, dad's attorney, dad and I.  Dad told
me that since the Commander was a bachelor he very seldom invited anyone to
his house.  I should consider it a privilege.

The Commander's home was more then I had expected, it was a most beautiful
oriental designed home with landscaping to match.  We were met at the door
by an oriental house boy dressed in a white, silk kimono.  The house boy
addressed dad with a, " Good afternoon Mr. Morgan, The Commander is waiting
for you in the den."  And then dad returned with a, "Thanks, Juan."

On the way to the den I said to dad, " You've been here before."  And he
answered with, "Several times."

Everyone was in the den except Mr. Ellis and he arrived a few minutes after
we did.  The den was more like a conference room.  There was a long table
with six chairs and a side table with a pot of coffee, a pot of tea and a
tray of small sandwiches and cookies.  One wall of the room was glass doors
which opened to manicured Japanese garden.

Dad's attorney presented the papers and charts showing the holdings of the
Morgan Construction and Development Co.  and the attorney for Highrise
Engineering did the same.  I was surprised to learn that dad held ten
percent of the Highrise stock.

The merger was agreed upon without a hitch.  Morgan C&D Co. matched assets,
dollar for dollar with Highrise.  Again I was surprised to learn that
Morgan C&D held the paper on a golf course and town house complex valued at
58 million. The final outcome was that the Commander held 35% of the stock,
Sis and I held 35% and the remainder for public sale.  About 20% was held
by employees and Mr. Ellis and the accountant each had a block.

The new name of the company was to be Highrise and Morgan Inc. with Mr.
Ellis to be CEO, I was President, dad a member of the board and the
Commander chairman of the board. Dad only wanted to be called when there
was a board meeting and then if he didn't show, I was to represent him.
The attorneys said it would be several weeks before the papers would be
ready for signature but since we all were friends and trusted each other
there was no reason why we couldn't proceed with the personnel changes.

The meeting completed we adjourned to the patio and pool area.  Juan had a
bar set up and a spread of food.  The Commander invited us to go swimming
but told us that he didn't supply trunks, only towels to dry off with.  I
undressed, dove in and did a few laps.  I was the only one to make use of
the pool.  The rest of the men made use of the bar.  When I got out of the
pool the Commander said, " If I had a body like that, I would never wear
any clothes".

I dressed and joined the men at the bar.  I drank coke and told dad that I
would be the designated driver.  It wasn't long, like all conversations
when men get together, before sex was the subject.  I was surprised to
learn that dad and I were the only ones there that knew about the nude
beach.  The commander asked me if I had a chance to visit any of the tea
houses on Okinawa.  I told him I had and then he wanted to know which one.
It seems that he had visited the same one some twenty years earlier and the
mama san that I met was one of the working girls when the Commander was
there. Everyone wanted to hear about my experience.  When I had finished
the Commander said he had a story to tell.

He told us about the time his ship was at Subic Bay and he received a
letter from his wife's attorney that she had sued and received a divorce
plus the home and his business in New York. He had decided that the only
thing to do was go ashore and get drunk.

Outside the first bar he was approached by a young boy about twelve who was
pimping for his mother.  He told the boy that he didn't want to have
anything to do with women, all he wanted to do was get drunk.  The boy then
told him that he could show him a better time then any woman.  That he
could suck his cock better then a women and he had a tighter ass then any
women. The Commander, having never had a blow job by a young boy decided to
give it a try.  He took the boy to the hotel and rented a room for the
night.

Once in the room he told the kid to take a bath and get himself clean.  He
didn't want to have a dirty kid fool with his prick.  When the kid striped
naked the Commander was fascinated with the kid's dick.  It was almost
eight inches long but only about a half an inch in diameter.  His foreskin
hung about two inches beyond the end of his prick.

The Commander was still dressed when the kid came out of the bathroom
squeaky clean.  The kid wanted to know if the Commander wanted to see his
cock get hard.  The Commander told him he did and the kid just stood there,
closed his eyes and concentrated.  According to the Commander the kid's
cock didn't get any larger but stuck straight out like a marlin spike with
a slight upward bend.  And the foreskin hung off of the end like a dew lap.

The kid was anxious to blow the Commander, get his money and turn another
trick.  The Commander made a deal with the kid to stay all night.  He
enjoyed the kid so much that he made a deal with the kid's mother and
bought the kid for five hundred dollars U.S.  Arrangements were made and
Juan was sent to the states and has been with the Commander for twenty
years.

The Commander asked Juan to show us his tally-wacker and his toys.  Juan
left the room and was soon back with a small box.  He removed his kimono
and showed us his thing.  It could only be called a thing because it sure
as hell didn't look like a prick. It was hanging from his bare crotch about
ten inches long with an additional three inch foreskin hanging from the
end.  It wasn't much bigger around then my fore finger.  The only hair on
his body was his head.

He rolled the foreskin back and it formed a hump of skin behind the head
that looked like a spare tire.  The head of his thing was pointed like a
pencil.  I am sure that when hard he could chip ice with it or stab hell
out of someone.

He unrolled the foreskin, closed his eyes, looked toward the sky and
wham-o, instant hard on that had the shape of a scimitar with a flap of
skin hanging off the end.

Juan had quite a story to tell. He told us that he was raised by his
grandmother and prostitute mother who was not quite twelve when he was
born.  He never knew his father.  From the day that he was born his mother
and grandmother trained him to be a male prostitute.  He was only days old
when a device was placed on his penis to stretch it.  He took several out
of his box to show.  They were woven out of tanned hog bladder.  They were
smooth as silk and looked like a Chinese finger trap.  As a baby he was
placed on a body board, the stretcher was placed on his dick and tied to
the foot of the board.  Every hour it was removed and his dick was rubbed
with coconut oil.

When he was two his foreskin was pierced right to left and a bone rod was
inserted.  A weight was attached to the rod. As he grew the weight was
increased.  Even now he wears a weight on his prick an hour or two every
day.  He removed from the box several carved ivory rods about three
sixteenth of an inch in diameter and two inches long.  While we were
watching he inserted a rod and hung a one pound weight onto his prick.
With the weight attached, it stretched his peter even longer then when he
first showed us.

He removed the weight and then placed one of the finger traps on his dick
and attached a one and a half pound weight to the end.  He stood there with
his legs spread and swung the weight back and forth.  He told us that he
never used that device more then fifteen minutes at a time, it cuts off the
circulation.

>From the time he was born till he left home with the Commander, his mother
or grandmother would massage his prick with a mixture of coco butter and
pepper juice several times a day.

I asked Juan about the absents of hair on his body.  He told us that as
soon as his mother or grandmother saw a hair they would pull it out and rub
the spot with mixture of coco butter and powdered lime.

I also asked him if the practice of penis stretching was common in the
Philippians.  He told us that there were at least twenty boys in his
village.  You could always tell when a boy was wearing a stretcher, they
would be wearing a skirt so that the weight could swing.

One of the attorneys asked about the instant erection and Juan answered
that it was a matter of self hypnotism. He was taught by a man in his
village who had the longest prick in the world.  Juan claimed that it was
fourteen inches long and no bigger around then his and that his foreskin
hung another four.  Self hypnotism amounted to willing all of your blood to
your prick.

The other attorney asked Juan if there was an advantage to having a long,
skinny dick.  Juan told us that women didn't like it but men who were into
butt fucking thought it was the greatest.  With that said, dad thought it
was time to adjourn.

On the way home dad told me that this hadn't been the first time he had
seen Juan's prick.  The Commander seems to enjoy showing it off.  I asked
dad if the Commander was a homosexual and he ssured me that he wasn't.  The
Commander, he told me, enjoyed the way Juan sucked his cock, but he also
enjoys the company of women.

Dad and mom spent the rest of the summer working on the cabin. The cabin
was completely rebuilt and modernized.  A dock and boat house was built
down by the lake and a planted fence of cypress on the side property lines
from the cabin to the lake.  Mom and dad wanted privacy and able to walk
around in the buff like at their place in Arizona.  Their time was spent
between the cabin and Arizona.  Holidays and special occasions with us at
the ranch.

After the merger of the two companies, dad bought out the art shop where
Sis was working and told her it was her responsibility to feed it and make
it grow. Sis took over and reorganized.  She started to take in paintings
on consignment and hired good looking art students from the college.  The
art shop became a tourist spot and the talk of the town. With in a year the
shop that was about to go under was showing a profit.

Highrise & Morgan Inc. grew as fast as Sis's art shop.  Real estate and
building was booming. Before the year was up we had three hotels, four golf
courses and a 1500 home tract on the drawing board.  I was averaging twelve
to fourteen hours a day.  Sis was spending ten hours six days a week at the
art shop.

Sis and I made a rule that Sunday would be a true day of rest.  We went to
bed naked Saturday night and never dressed till time to go to work Monday
morning.  It was only when mom and dad were with us that we altered our
routine.

One morning just before Christmas my secretary informed me that a Major
Clark, a Marine, would like to see me if I wasn't busy.  I couldn't recall
knowing a Major Clark or any Major in the Marine Corps.  It was break time
so I walked out to the lobby to see who the major was.  To my surprise it
was Captain O. NMI Clark with gold oak leaves on his epaulets.

I checked out of the office and spent the rest of the morning and part of
the afternoon with O. NMI Clark.  Clark followed me to Nam and learned that
I had been zapped.  He spent several months at Nam and when he received his
gold leaves, he also received orders to report to the language school at
Monterey.  He had remembered me telling him that I had worked for Highrise
and on his way to Camp Pendleton decided to stop and see if anyone knew if
I was alive and if so where I could be located, never expecting to see me.

During lunch, the Major told me that he and his wife were living in
Monterey.  He was being transferred to Pendelton and would be discharged in
six months.

I told him about all of the work we had at Highrise & Morgan and if he was
interested I would see that he had a job.  We needed a personal manager.  O
was surprised to learn that I was president and one of the major stock
holders.  I also invited him and his wife to spend a weekend with Sis and
I.  That way I could show him around Highrise & Morgan and he could then
decide if he would like to work for the organization.  Before lunch was
over it was decided that on his way home from Pendleton he would stop over
at our place, have his wife drive down from Monterey and the two of them
would spend a couple days with Sis and I.

That evening, I told Sis about Major Clark and his wife spending the
weekend with us.  At first she was a little ticked off but then decided
that it was getting too cold outside to run around naked.  And then she
said that we needed a change and she would have one of the girls run the
art shop that Saturday.

Friday evening the Major and his wife became our weekend guest.  Why do
large men have such small wives?  The Major is about six foot three and his
wife about five foot four.  She and Sis hit it off right from the start.
Millie, the Major's wife, is an artist and she and Sis had a lot in common.
They both liked to paint nudes.  Millie told Sis that the only model she
ever had was the Major.  Sis mentioned that she held art classes at her
shop and once a month a session was devoted to nudes. The male nudes were
mostly studs from the campus.

Saturday morning after breakfast, Sis took Millie to the art shop and I
gave the Major a tour of Highrise & Morgan.  We all met back at the ranch
house for lunch. It wasn't exactly a warm day but the sun was out and the
patio was warm.  We had lunch and a few drinks prior.  After lunch we sat
around and talked.  The women talked about the art shop and we talked about
engineering and Highrise.

The Major and Millie remarked how nice the house was and the general
layout.  How the patio was completely surrounded and with access to all of
the bedrooms from the patio.  Sis let them know that when the weather was
warm we would spend our time enjoying the patio, pool and hot tub and that
the only time we put on any clothes was when we had company.  Millie told
us that they belonged to a sun club in Florida and that they enjoyed
running around naked.

The drinks were making the women talkative and Millie blurted out that she
and Olie had been running around naked for years.  The first time she saw
him naked was when she was seven and he was twelve.  The Major told her
that she had said enough and maybe she should lay down and take a nap.
With that Millie said, " If you're going to work for Boo and I'm going to
work for Sis they'll soon find out that we are not married and you are my
half brother."

The Major got all red in the face and he had the look of kill in his eyes.
He soon calmed down and said, "Well, I guess that blows the job.  Who would
want to hire someone that's shacking up with and screwing his half sister."

I told O to calm down and that we should talk about his problem.  It wasn't
long before he found out that he didn't have a problem and was surprised to
learn that Sis and I were not husband and wife but brother and sister.  Sis
and I told Millie and Olie the whole story.  From the time mom bathed us
together and Sis would pinch my prick. About the first time we had sex and
about Sis getting married and discovering that her husband was queer.  We
told them about mom and dad and how we all go to the nude beach and that we
were sure that they knew we were screwing around.

The Major told us that his mother died when he was a baby and that his
father remarried.  He was five when Millie was born.  When he was twelve,
his father and stepmother left him to baby sit seven year old sister while
they spent the day with the Eastern Star and Masons.  Sister was busy in
her room playing with dolls and he went into his room, took off all of his
clothes and was standing in front of the mirror flexing his muscles and
admiring his body when from the doorway he heard Millie say, "Can I watch
you?"

She came into the room and wanted to know if she could take off her clothes
because she was also hot.  Once she was naked, she too stood in front of
the mirror and struck up a pose like she had seen Olie do.  Then she wanted
to know if the thing he had was what the girls at school said boys put in
to girls and made babies.  According to the Major it wasn't long before the
two of them were on the bed fucking up a storm.  He didn't come, she didn't
climax, they just fucked.

Every time they were alone or had the chance they would fuck around.  They
tried everything even butt fucking.  Neither one of them enjoyed or liked
doing it that way and never again tried using the ass hole for other than
what it was meant for.

When the Major was fifteen and Millie was ten, they were a little careless
and got caught by their father. He gave them hell and explained what they
were doing was wrong because they were related.  He also told them about
pregnancy and that it wouldn't do any good to tell them not to do it
anymore since they both had a taste of the one eye snake.  He told Olie
that from that day forward he would be responsible for the welfare of his
sister.

The year that Olie was a second year cadet in military school, his father
and stepmother were killed in an accident.  He took his commission,
declared Millie as a dependent and since that day people assumed he and
Millie were man and wife.

Sis suggested that we all get in the hot tub and wash our sins away.  We
went into our rooms, undressed and returned to the patio bare assed.  We
weren't in the tub long when I became erect and noticed that the Major was
having a hard time concealing his hard dick.  Sis grabbed a hold of her Mr.
Mattel and said to Millie, " Look what I found," and Millie came right back
with, " I've got one too."

The Major laid back and let Millie have her way and then said, "Almost like
Nago."  After questions from the girls we broke down and told them about
the weekend Olie and I had in an Okinawa whore house.  Before we could
finish our story Sis was astride my prick and over her shoulder I could see
that Millie had mounted the Major.

It was Sunday afternoon before either of us dressed, and then only because
Olie and Millie had to drive to Monterey.  It was a first for Sis and I to
be watched while we were doing our love making. Millie said it was a first
for them and that she never thought that she would ever see another couple
who liked to fuck and suck as much as she and the Major.

Before they left I told them to keep in touch and to plan on spending
Easter weekend with us.  It would give them a chance to meet mom and dad
and if the weather was nice, after church we would go to the nude beach.

During the Christmas and New Years holidays mom and dad were with us at the
Ranch House.  New Years eve we spent with dad and his Shriner buddies.  I
was again requested to dance with some of the old biddies.  They all seemed
to enjoy pinching my buns and rubbing their big tits against me.  One old
gal reached down and gave my dick a squeeze and said, "I remember you.
You're the stud I danced with two years ago."  I don't know how she could
remember because she was drunk and no doubt as drunk two years ago.

It was a cool day, the first day of 1972. We four spent the day inside.  We
watched the bowl games and talked. Dad as usual recapped 1971.  He said it
was the busiest year he had ever spent.  Married off his daughter, made his
daughter a free woman, gave his business away, saw his 23 year old son
become president of one of the largest engineering firms in the state, his
daughter ran and owned the most successful art store in the city, he turned
his cabin in the hills into a mansion and was part owner in one of the
largest nudist communities in the nation.

The only thing mom had to say was that she wished that we could all live
together.  The family had plenty of income and the four of us could spend
our time between the mountains and Arizona.  She wished to see the day that
her children each got married and made her into a grandmother.  She told us
how much she enjoyed seeing the naked little kids run around the park in
Arizona and how nice it would be to see naked little kids running around
the mountains.

I told mom and dad about the Clarks and that when the Major got his
discharge he would be working for Highrise & Morgan.  I had talked to Mr.
Ellis and the Commander about the Major and they were both ready to make
Olie the vice president in charge of personnel.  Once the Major was on the
payroll we would split our duties and I would be able to spent more time
with them.

The next day, dad said that it was too damn cold and he and mom were
heading for the Arizona sun shine. They promised to be back in the spring
for Easter and would spend a week with us if the weather was warm.

Time flew.  Sis was involved with the art shop and I was up to my ears at
Highrise.  The weather was on the up swing and getting warmer ever day. I
had been in touch with Olie and Millie and mom and dad were making their
plans for a Easter visit.  The folks showed up a week early and Olie and
Millie drove up from camp Pendleton on Good Friday.

We were all sitting around the patio and enjoying the pool when the Clarks
arrived.  They were surprised to find us all naked and soon were as bare as
we were.  They, the Clarks, had a hard time tan and could have easily
passed for Sis's sister.  Mom even had her pubic hair shaved heart shaped
like Sis.  The three women talked lady things and us men just talked.  Dad
asked "O" a lot of questions about Okinawa and Nam.  Dad was surprised to
learn that "O" had done three tours in Nam, received several citations and
was never hit.

When the sun went down and the weather cooled we all made for the hot tub.
There is no doubt about it, it was mighty cozy with six of us in the
tub. We were only in the tub long enough to warm up and have mom announce
that there was plenty to eat in the kitchen.  We all headed for our rooms,
put on some clothes and met mom in the kitchen.  Over supper it was decided
that we would leave early for the beach so that we could get a place to
park and a choice spot on the sand.

We all went to bed early.  Mom and dad to their room in the south wing,
Olie and Millie to the guest room in the south wing and Sis and I to our
rooms in the north wing.  I was in my room and in bed with the lights out
when Sis came in to spend the night.  She cuddled up to me as usual, took a
hold of Peter and asked me what we men were talking about out on the patio.
I told her and asked her what the women were talking about.  She told me
they talked about us men.

Millie told Sis and mom that if she ever had a baby and it was a boy, she
would make sure that it was never circumcised.  She told them that she
wanted it to have a penis that was artistic like the one dad and I had.
Not scared like Olie's.  Millie then embarrassed Mom by asking her which
kind of penis was the best for love making.  Mom told her that she wouldn't
know because dad was the only man she had ever made love to.

All the time Sis was talking she was playing jack-off with Mr. Peter.  When
my dick was so hard that a cat couldn't scratch it she quit talking and we
fucked.  When we had finished I asked her if she liked an uncircumcised
prick better than a trimmed one.  She said "Damn you.  You know that you're
the only one I've fucked."  She then went down and playfully bit my dick
saying, "I should circumcise you with my teeth."

When I awoke, Sis was gone and the clock said 6:45 AM.  I took a quick
shower, put on my shorts and headed for the kitchen.  There I found mom and
Sis packing a picnic lunch. The table was set for breakfast and the ladies
were dressed for the beach.  Mom had on a mumu and Sis an extra long
T-shirt.  It was plane to see that Sis didn't have anything on underneath
and it didn't seem to bother mom.  Sis was given the job of waking up dad
and the Clarks and I helped mom load the station wagon.

It turned out to be a good day for the beach and the water was cold as
usual.  The Clarks were amazed at the length of the beach and how clean it
was.  Olie, Millie, Sis and I played volley ball, dad and mom
watched. Playing with us were kids from the college and there were several
that Sis knew. Two of the studs and one of the girls posed for Sis at her
art classes.

After lunch, mom and dad took off up the beach hand in hand leaving the
four of us to ourselves.  "O" remarked that it was a lucky day when he met
me in Okinawa.  He was to be discharged in June and was ready to start work
for Highrise & Morgan.  The wind started to blow, mom and dad were soon
back and we packed up for the drive home.  The rest of the day was spent in
the patio.

Sunday morning we all went to church.  Gunny and Mrs. Gunny met us and
after church dad as usual sprung for the brunch.  The Gunny mentioned that
my old apartment was vacant and he had been busy painting and cleaning it
up.  Before we had completed brunch it was arranged that Millie would move
into the apartment and go to work for Sis and till his discharge, Olie
would live in the BOQ.

That evening Olie and Millie returned to Camp Pendleton with plans to
return the next week end and move into the apartment. Mom and dad planed to
return to Arizona till May 30 and then spend the summer at the mountain
home.  Sis and I promised that we would spent the Memorial Day holiday with
them in Arizona.

The Clarks occupied the apartment and Millie started work at the art shop.
The nude painting classes became so poplar with the senior citizens that
Sis and Millie were conducting them every Wednesday evening.  Time passed
fast and it was time for our long weekend.

Sis and I got out of town late Friday evening, drove all night and were
with mom and dad for breakfast.  We were tired from driving all night and
just laid around most of the day.  Late that afternoon dad asked Sis to go
for a walk leaving mom and I alone.

I was out in the patio laying on the chase lounge when mom pulled up a
chair and sat beside me.  It wasn't long before I felt mom's hand on my
dick.  In fact she had a hold of it with a firm grip.  I opened my eyes and
started to get up when mom inquired if what she was doing bothered me.  I
told her it didn't bother me but shocked me.  She then said, "I don't know
why, your sister does it to you doesn't she?  You two have been having
intercourse for sometime, haven't you?"

I told her that we had been doing the sex bit for a long time, ever since
we were kids.  I told her how Sis would play with my dick when she bathed
us and how we would play around in the nude up at the cabin.  Mom wanted to
know when was the first time that we had had intercourse.  I told her when
Sis was ten and then she asked if I loved my sister or was I some kind of a
sex nut.  I told her I was sure it was true love and how broken hearted I
was when Sis got married and how happy I was when it came to an end.  That
Sis had told me many times that she loved me and that she has never had sex
with anyone but me.

Mom lectured me about incest and that it might have been all right to have
fooled around when we were kids; but as adults, it's incest.  She felt that
it was partly her's and dad's fault letting us run around naked.  She knew
that we went to the glen by the stream and played around naked.  Dad had
told her that he had found us playing around with each other.  And that the
summer we took the trip in the new station wagon dad late at night looked
in our room to see if we were all right.  When he came back to their bed he
told her that we were both naked on the same bed, asleep with sis holding
my dick.

She should have known that we were having sex, that the temptation was
there, that it was their fault leaving us alone when grandma died and
letting us share an apartment.  She just didn't think that we would do it.
When they were at the ranch house Easter weekend, and she got up early to
fix the lunch, she saw Sis leaving my room naked.  Sis had the look of a
well loved woman and she noticed dried semen on her thigh.

On the way back to Arizona she talked to dad about it.  Dad said that he
had suspected that we had been doing it for some time, that a lot of
brothers and sisters do it.  He figured that we would both be getting
married and that would be the end of us screwing each other.  They decided
to talk to us about it.  Mom was to talk to me and dad was to talk to Sis,
that's why they were taking the walk.

All the time she was talking to me, mom had a firm hold on my dick and
before she was finished I had a first class erection.  She finished by
saying that she and dad decided that since they knew what we were doing
there was no reason for us to hide the fact and that they both wanted us to
be happy.  She let go of Ol' Peter, kissed me on the forehead, gave my
pointing to the sky prick a slap and told me to take a shower before
someone came and thought there was an act of incest going on between mother
and son.

I was showering under the yard shower that dad had erected when dad and Sis
came into the yard.  My prick was still half hard when Sis ran up to me,
under the shower and hugged me.  She rubbed her belly against mine, her
snatch tight against my dork and said, " Mom and dad know all about us and
now we don't have to hide our love for each other."  When Sis said that a
warm feeling came all over me and I then knew I was truly in love with my
sister.

We finished showering and walked hand and hand over to where they were
sitting.  I sat in a chair and Sis sat on my lap, which didn't help the
condition of my prick.  Mom thought it was a cozy arrangement, got up and
sat on dad's lap.  She wiggled her butt around and said, " That feels
good."

We discussed the new arrangement and their biggest concern was future
children.  Dad mentioned that most cases of incest between brother and
sister produced children that were not too smart.  He also mentioned that
in olden times incest was encouraged between brother and sister to keep the
royal blood and rule in the family.  Incest between cousins is very common.
Dad had read that a father had had three children by his daughter and all
of the kids turned out to be idiots.

It was a warm evening and we had our supper outside.  Mom thought it would
be a good idea if we got married and that way we would be bound to each
other with a stronger tie.  As soon as we had finished eating, dad called
J.  Rodger O'Brian on the phone and had him come over.  J.R. looked good.
Sis and I hadn't seen him for almost a year.  He had that reddish tan and
the silly little hat on his head.  Dad asked J.R. if, after the church
services, he and Ann could come over to our place and marry his too lusty
children.  After telling us that it was illegal and that he had never
married a brother and sister, he would do it but there would be no license
or recorded record.  We agreed and the next day after church services we
were married under the eyes of God and with the blessings of J. Rodger
O'Brian.

That night in bed I asked Sis what all had happened between her and dad.
She told me that they walked to the other side of the park hand in hand and
dad found a bench and they sat and talked.  As soon as they sat, dad took
her hand and placed it on his cock and asked her if she wanted to fuck.
She told him no, that that was considered incest.  He then told her that it
was no more incest for a father to screw his daughter then it was for a
brother to fuck his sister.  He told her that he had known for a long time
that we had been having sex and he thought that we each would eventually
find a mate and that would solve the situation When mom approached him that
she had seen her leaving my room and the pecker tracks on her leg he
decided to have a talk with us to please mom. Sis also told me that she
thought that dad's Mr. Mattel was the same as mine, that it felt exactly
the same.

With all of that said and with nothing more to hide and knowing that we
could face mom and dad in the morning without feeling guilty, we had a most
active session of love making.  We started out in the missionary position
and ended up an hour later with me on my back and Sis riding Peter like it
was a wild animal.

We were married in the patio after church by J.R. with mom and Ann
attending and dad giving Sis to his son.  After the short service it was
kiss time.  Everyone hugged and kissed everyone.  Dad popped the cork on
the bubbly and a toast was made to Sis and I.  The rest of the day was
spent with the six of us talking, eating and drinking.

J.R. and Ann had two of the healthiest children.  A boy now four and a half
and a girl almost three.  Ann looked good and still had that sparkle in her
eye.  She told me when we were alone in the patio that she loved J.R. more
now then when they had married and that J.R. thought that the greatest sex
was oral sex and every night in bed and every morning before breakfast. She
told me that she thought she was addicted to the taste of semen.  Her days
wouldn't be completed without that wonderful taste and J.R.'s was the best.

J.R. and Ann stayed till after midnight.  We talked and enjoyed each
other's company.  Ann put the kids on one of the beds and told us that they
always slept together.  Maybe another Buford and Naomi have been created.

In the morning we, Sis and I, prepared to leave for the ranch house.  The
next day would be the day that O. NMI Clark would be reporting for his
first day at Highrise & Morgan.  As soon as we hit the highway Sis unzipped
my fly and released Peter from his cage.  With her hand full she said that
J.R. told her during the wedding service that I was her's to have and to
hold.  She held on for over six hundred miles.  As soon as we arrived home
we called mom and dad to let them know we had arrived safe and sound.

"O" was working out just fine and Sis and Millie were making a regular gold
mine out of the art shop.  Mom and dad were spending the summer at the
cabin.  Every other Saturday Sis would close the art shop and the four of
us would spend the weekend with mom and dad.  Mom enjoyed having Sis and
Millie to talk to.  Mom and the girls would sit down by the lake while we
men pitched horse shoes. The only time any of us put on any clothes was
when we were eating a meal in side.  Outside it was bare ass.

The Clarks were spending more time at our place then at the apartment.
Weekdays, except Wednesday evenings, "O' and I would be waiting for the
girls in the patio after they had closed the shop.  We would have a couple
of drinks before dinner and then it was play time.  The four of us did what
ever we wanted to.  If Millie and "O" wanted to make out in the pool we
paid no attention and if Sis and I got the urge they would pay us no mind.
The only thing we didn't do was swap mates.

The year went fast, summer was gone, then Christmas and a new year.  1973
turned out to be a boom year.  Highrise & Morgan hired more people and "O"
NMI Clark was made a full fledge voting officer of the company.  Mom and
dad were still dividing their time between Arizona and the cabin with
occasional visits to the ranch house.

Easter weekend '73 Millie announced that she was with child.  "O", Sis and
I spent the rest of the year watching Millie's belly grow.  Sis said she
wanted a baby and threw her diaphragm away.  We never again took any
precautions.  The idea of trying for a baby made our love for each other
grow.

January 10, 1974 "O" and Millie became the proud parents of a healthy boy
who was named, "P" NMI Clark. When Millie was told that the baby was a boy
her first words were "I don't want him circumcised.  I want him to have a
natural looking prick not scared like "O's"."

'74 was spent watching "P" grow and trying to get Sis pregnant.  Highrise &
Morgan was growing.  By vote we split the stock.  The Commander wanted to
retire 100%.  Mr. Ellis wanted to retire and a board meeting was called.
Outcome of the meeting was that the Commander became a board member like
dad with voting rights.  Mr. Ellis took over the Commander's position as
chairman.  I became the CEO ,"O" the president and several of the
department heads promoted to VP.

The board meeting was held at the Commanders house with the new VPs
present.  After the meeting the Commander had Juan put on a show.  "O" said
that he had now seen everything and one of the new VPs couldn't keep his
eye off of Juan's elongated prick.  I think we picked a homo for a VP."

By July, Sis was very disappointed because she was not with child.  We had,
or rather Sis had tried everything in the book. She had me quit wearing
Jockey shorts and briefs.  She heard that cramping the balls reduced the
sperm count.  She had me wear nothing under my pants which caused some talk
among the girls at work.  Even "O" ask me if I was turning into an
exhibitionist.  We quit using the hot tub.  Hot water was bad for the
count.  Sis wanted me to pack my balls in ice before we made love.  This I
refused to do. She fed me any food that was loaded with vitamin E.

She read and I believe invented new positions.  One evening, as soon as she
arrived home she wanted me to fuck her in a new way.  This new way was for
her to lay on her shoulders with her butt and legs in the air.  I stood
with a foot on each side of her body, bent over between her legs and fucked
her like hole in a stump.  After I came, she kept her butt elevated for a
half an hour.

Finally she decided that we should see a doctor.  She thought that my Nam
wound had something to do with me not being able to get her pregnant.  Sis
made an appointment with the best fertility doctor in L.A. and had us
registered as Mr.  & Mrs. Buford Morgan.  The exam was to take two days, so
we rented a hotel room and stayed in town.

Sis and I met with the doctor and were interviewed for over an hour.  He
asked us how often we had vaginal intercourse and was surprised when we
told him two and three times a day for the past six months when Sis wasn't
menstruating.

After the interview I was asked to produce a sample of my semen and also
leave an urine sample.  He told us that if it would help, my wife could
help me.  Some men used their wife or some young thing to help them
ejaculate.  Sis went into the room with me and between the two of us old
Peter was jacked off in style.

It was now time for a physical and again the doctor encouraged Sis to stay
and when it was her time for the examination I could be a witness.  Like
all physicals I was asked to strip.  The doctor sat on a low stool and had
me stand in front of him.  He played around with my dick, skinned it back
several times and then gently squeezed each of my testicles.  He then
reported that I had very fine equipment to make babies.  A fine penis with
no signs of any inflammation like so many men who are not circumcised and
are too lazy to keep their penis clean.  There were no signs of growth or
tumors on my testicles.

He had me get upon the examining table and put my feet in the stirrups.  He
gave me a kleenex to hold over my dick and then adjusted, the table till I
was bent double.  He went up my ass hole with his finger.  I didn't know
what to expect but soon found out what the kleenex was for.  I came all
over myself when he masaged my prostate. It was the first time in my life
that I came with a limp dick. He explained that it takes some time for a
prostate to resupply its self with fluid.  That's why he had me leave a
semen sample before he inspected my prostate.  He assured me that I had a
very healthy gland.

He pressed around on my stomach and noted the scar, which was just a faint
white line, on my lower belly.  He asked what kind of surgery I had had and
when I told him what had happened he wanted to know more.  I ended up
telling him the whole bit even about the nurses playing with my prick to
induce an erection.

The next thing that he did was to go up my ass with a scope.  He looked
around for a while and then had Sis take a look.  He pointed out the sights
to Sis and then explained that I had a very healthy colon and prostate.  He
removed the apparatus and told me I could get dressed and that it was now
Sis's turn.  Before Sis removed any of her clothes the doctor had a nurse
come in to assist.

Sis was placed on the table with her feet in the stirrups and spread wide.
With his hand he pressed on each side of her groin and then put pressure on
her stomach between her navel and vagina. He asked the nurse for a
spreader, placed it in her vagina and opened her up.  He looked inside her
with a scope and when he had finished had me look.  He pointed out to me
her cervix and mentioned how healthy and clean it looked.  Getting a good
look up Sis's snatch was something that I wanted to do since I was nine.

When he finished examining Sis and she was dressed the doctor had the nurse
take a blood sample from each of us.  He made an appointment for the next
day and assured us that we would have the results.

Sis and I returned to the hotel, had a light snack and decided to go to
bed.  We were both tired from the physical and it was the first time in
months that we didn't have sex of one kind or another.

We returned to the doctor's office to receive the good news and the bad
news.  He assured us that we were a well matched couple.  That he had never
seen a couple that was as healthy and had the equipment to make babies as
we had.  He stated that the muscle tone of Sis's vagina was designed to
receive my penis and he was sure that we enjoyed vaginal sex.  From the
examination he could tell that we did not engage in anal sex and this
pleased him very much.  He told us that many couples used anal sex as a
method of birth control.  This he did not approve of.

He told us that I had a very high sperm count and that the sperm was very
active.  He also determined from the test that Sis was a very fertile
person with healthy ovaries.

The bad news was that we were to much alike.  The blood test showed that we
had the same RH factor and the DNA couldn't have been closer if we were
identical twins.  It seems that the chemical make up of Sis's eggs was
poison to my sperm.  He told us that this was a safety valve that the
creator invented to keep everyone from being alike.  There would be one
chance in a million that I could get Sis pregnant and if it did happen the
chances of the baby being deformed was a sure thing.

He suggested that we continue enjoying each other, have a healthy sex life
and if we still wanted a family there was always adoption. Sis never again
mentioned anything about wanting a baby.  Sis spent more time at the art
studio and our sex life diminished to two or three times a week.

The studio, back room of the art store, had one of the corners converted
into a nursery.  Play pen and the works for Little "P" NMI Clark.  Millie
would bring "P" to the store every day and between her and Sis the baby was
raised.  "P" was used several times by the students for a nude model.

Through out the remainder of the summer and into fall Sis would put in long
hours at the store.  She would call me to let me know that she would be
late and it would be late when she got home.  I would usually be in bed
asleep when she got home.  She would undress and crawl into bed, wiggle up
to me spoon fashion with the crack of her butt riding my dick, smelling of
oil and turpentine. She would be showered and dressed before I was out of
bed.  She would kiss me on the lips good morning and then kiss my morning
hard on good by saying, "We'll play Sunday."

And on Sundays we did play.  We were both so horny by the time Sunday came
around it was just like when we were teenagers.  It was kiss, hug and fuck
all day long.  Sunday morning would start with the two of us in the shower
washing each other to a climax and then it was back on the bed for a long
slow one before breakfast.  Breakfast was never before noon.

Thanksgiving, the five of us spent the four day holiday with mom and dad in
Arizona.  The five of us were Olie, Millie, Sis, little "P" NMI and I. Mom
adopted "P" as her grandson to take the place of a grandson she would never
have.  The Clarks were very impressed with the park and before the weekend
was over they purchased a lot and made arrangements, through dad, to have a
mobile home placed on the lot.

Back at the ranch house Sis started to make plans for Christmas.  She took
the week before the holidays off and let Millie run the art store with
ample help from the college.  A large formal dinner was planed for the
23rd, an open house on the 24th and a family dinner on the 25th.  Mom, dad
and I stood by and let Sis do her thing.

It was the first time since the house warming that full use was made of the
house.  The formal dinner consisted of twenty guest not counting the
family.  Since Thanksgiving the Clarks were considered family.  The open
house was a big one.  Sis invited a lot of her costumers, some of her sexy
models, Highrise & Morgan staff and close friends.

Early Xmas morning was the time to open the gifts.  "P" received a
multitude of gifts from everyone and I was the most surprised of all.
There were twenty gifts for me from Sis.  Each one was the same size, 24 X
36 inches and wrapped the same.  Each one had a card and each card was
marked AGE 1, AGE 2, etc. to AGE 15 and then they were marked AGE 17, AGE
19 and every other number to AGE 25.

They were pictures of me.  A full length, frontal nude picture.  They were
so life like.  The first one, at age one, I was flat on my back, age two I
was standing and standing in the remainder of the pictures.  Sis did an
outstanding job.  She even showed a trace of pubic hair at age 9.  Picture
AGE 10 showed me with a stand of reddish pubic hair, a penis and balls with
signs of growth. Looking at picture AGE 13, it was plain to see why the
kids a school called me snake.  A five foot two kid with a six inch flaccid
cock and balls hanging to the tip of his prick.

It was amazing how Sis had me age.  She even showed on picture AGE 23 my
Nam scar. The only one who had seen the pictures before me was Millie.  Sis
told us that between memory and family pictures and with the help of
Millie, she did the twenty pictures between July and Thanksgiving.  She had
a hell of a time getting them framed.  The framer she always used for the
store was queer and he wanted some of the pictures of young me.

Sis painted for mom and dad a family picture.  It was copied from a photo
that J.R. had taken on our wedding day.  Mom said she had just the place
for the picture at their Arizona home.

The week went fast and as usual we were dad's guest at the Shrine's New
Years Eve Ball.  The next morning dad complained about his stomach
bothering him and before the day was over he was in the hospital with gall
blater trouble.  Surgery was scheduled and the gall bladder was
removed. After surgery, we received the bad news.  Dad had cancer of the
pancreas with less than a year to live.

While dad was still in the hospital, we, had a conference with the surgeon
and internist.  We were told that there would be very little change in
dad's physical condition for the first three or four months.  After that
time his internal organs would start to deteriorate and we could expect him
to spend his last weeks bedfast and under drugs for pain.  Dad made the
decision to spend what time he had doing the world with his family.  He
gave me a list of the places he wanted to visit and told me to make all of
the arrangements, money was no object.

The Clarks gave up their apartment, moved into the ranch house and Millie
was put in charge of the art store.  A nanny was hired to take care of Paul
( "P" NMI Clark ).  I made arrangements for the bank to pay all of our
credit card bills, utility bills and any bills for maintenance on the ranch
house, cabin or the Arizona property that was okayed by "O".  I made
arrangements with Highrise & Morgan that I would be in touch with them
every time our location changed.  With credit cards and a minimum amount of
luggage, mom, dad, Sis and I started our journey East, 22 FEB 75.

Our first stop was London, England.  It was cold and wet but dad wanted to
stay long enough to see a show he had heard about called, " Shakespear in
the Nude" Through the hotel and help from a taxi driver we were able to
locate the theater.  The play was a satire on one of William's plays.  All
of the actors and actresses were naked. It wasn't much of a play, more like
a Benny Hill TV show in the buff.

The next day after the show we headed for warmer climate.  Our original
plans were changed and we flew to Casablanca, Morocco.  Dad told us that
the best way to see a strange land was to find a young taxi driver and hire
him for your stay.  This we did.  The driver we had picked to take us from
the airport to the hotel was the one. He was always waiting for us in front
of the hotel and acted as our personal guide.  We would let him pick out
the places to eat and we would insist that he should eat with us.

After we had seen most of the tourist spots and mom and Sis had done all of
the shopping they wanted, dad asked the driver if he knew of the where
abouts of an animal sex show.  He said that he did and that one of the
performers was a friend of his.  Dad asked him to make arrangements for the
five of us.  The driver told us that it was not a place for women.  He had
been there many times and had never seen a woman guest.  German tourist
didn't even take their women to see the show.  Dad told him that he had
been told about the show, had never seen it and he knew that the ladies
wouldn't mind.  We went that night.

The show started with some belly dancers and a couple of big, black dudes
pounding on drums.  After several dancers performed one of them started to
strip.  A padded bench about the height of a table was brought out and the
naked dancer laid on it belly down and her butt and snatch protruding over
the end.  Two of the dancers massaged the exposed cunt and ass with some
kind of ointment. All the time the drummers were beating out rhythm.

A little guy, dressed like the drummers in silk pantaloons and turban, lead
the largest Great Dane I had ever seen on to the stage.  As soon as the dog
smelled the girl on the table he began to get horny.  The little guy lead
the dog up to the table and the dog immediately started to lick the girls
pussy.  The dog really knew how to use his long, educated tongue.  This act
brought on a response from mom and Sis.

The faster the dog licked the longer his cock extended.  It was the first
time Sis or I had ever seen a dog with a hard on.  Mom said that she had a
dog when she was a young girl living at home and the dog would get horny
every time she had her period.  Her dog wasn't as big as the dog on the
stage.  While the dog was licking the little guy was holding him back. I
was surprised at how much of the dog's penis came out of the sheath.  It
extended about six inches and was about an inch in diameter, pointed with a
knob on the end that look like an over sized olive. It looked more like a
weapon then a sex organ.

The girl said something to the little guy and he turned the dog loose.  The
dog knew exactly what to do.  He mounted the girl and had no trouble in
finding the spot.  Mom said, " Oh my God, I never thought that I would ever
see anything like this. I've seen dogs do it but never to a human."  He
humped and hunched for about five minutes and then seemed to collapse.  The
girl let out a scream and the little guy tried to pull the dog off of the
girl.  He was having trouble and finally reached under the dog and squeezed
the dog's prick back close to his balls.  The dog backed up and when his
cock cleared the girl it sounded like a cork being pulled out of a bottle.
It's no wonder that the poor girl screamed.  The dog had a knob on the end
of his prick that was about twice the size as it was when it went in.

The little guy lead the dog to the side of the stage and tied it.  The
dog's prick was still extended and dripping.  The girl got up off of the
bench with blood and semen running down her leg and was helped off the
stage by one of the other girls. I asked our driver if that was the end of
the show and was told that there was a lot more and we still had a chance
to see his friend.

The drummers started to beat on the drums and the two remaining girls
started to dance.  The largest of the two and she wasn't big by our
standards, started to strip.  When she was completely nude she took a
position like the first girl on the bench.  The dog started to howl and the
remaining dancer started to grease naked girls cunt.  The little guy
returned with a donkey.  A jack ass who was already starting to horse ( A
cowboy term for a stud horse with a hard on.)  Having never been around
farm animals, it was the first time I had ever seen a donkey's prick.  Dad
smiled, Sis and mom said something to each other and I was amazed at the
size of such a small animal's prick.  It hung down a good ten inches and
was about two inches in diameter with a flat, blunt head that looked like a
mushroom.

The little guy led the jack up to the girl and he stuck his nose into the
girls cunt.  Every time he would sniff, his cock would snap up and slap his
belly.  The jack whinnied, reared up on his hind legs, put his forelegs
over the girls shoulders and with the help of the little guy entered the
girl.  The jack must have humped for fifteen minutes and the girl enjoyed
every minute of it.  She smiled and moaned during the whole procedure.
When the jack withdrew his cock flopped like a snake and he dripped a
deposit of semen on the floor.  The donkey was lead off of the stage and
the dog was turned loose to lick the girl clean.

Mom and Sis just sat there dumb founded not knowing what to think or
say. Dad just smiled and I wasn't a bit turned on.  I got more of a thrill
out of the picture Deep Throat.  I asked our driver if that was the last
act and was again told there was more.  It was intermission time, the
lights came on and I had a chance to look around and see who else was
present.  We had a front table and there were about ten tables behind us.
Most of the audience were Arabic except one table of Japanese business men.
Sis and mom were the only women.

The lights dimmed and it was time for the second half of the show.  A jenny
was lead onto the stage, she spread her hind legs and switched her tail.
One of the drummers, the largest of the two, left his drum, came to center
stage and stepped out of his pantaloons.  He stood there naked except for
his turban.  He had a cock as black and as large as the jack ass.  The
little guy, who's head was about crotch high to the drummer, worked the big
guy's prick to an erection.  This brought an " Oh my God" from mom.  And
from Sis, "Surely, he's not going to put that thing into that poor animal?"
The driver whispered that the drummer was his friend and room mate and that
they slept together.

Sure enough that is what he did.  The jenny stood still until the drummer's
prick started to enter and then she started to back and wiggle her butt.
The jenny enjoyed it as much as the drummer.  The drummer was about ten
minutes fucking the donkey.  The sweat was dripping off of every part of
the drummers body when he pulled out.  He collapsed on to the floor, the
little guy turned the dog loose and the drummer's cock and balls were
licked clean.

When the lights came on, two of the Japanese ran up on the stage and had
their picture taken with the drummer.  When the drummer stood up the dog
was still licking his dick and became part of the picture.

We had the driver return us to the hotel with instructions for him to pick
us up in the morning and take us to the airport.  Back at the hotel we made
use of the bar and had a few drinks before bed time.  Over the drinks we
discussed what we had seen.  Mom and Sis thought it was kind of disgusting
and also sexy.  They thought the sexy part was the dog licking the girls
and man clean.  Dad told us that before the war, he and some of his friends
went across the border and paid to see a dog and pony show.  The girl was
much younger then the girl we saw and the donkey that was used was not
trained.  When he mounted the girl, he bit the girl's neck like they do
when they mount a jenny.  The jack was too big for the girl and when he
pulled out the girl started to hemorrhage.  From all of the blood it is a
wonder that the girl didn't bleed to death.

In bed that night, Sis mentioned the dog and wondered how it would feel to
have a dog lick her clit.  I told her I could do a better job then any dog
and proved it.

The next day we flew to Lisbon, rented a car and started our drive along
the Mediterranean Coast.  Along the way to Rome, we stoped at every nude
beach and visited an all nude island off the coast of France. We all
noticed that unlike the States, most all the men had unaltered pricks.  Dad
and I felt at home.

Once in Rome we turned in the car and asked the Hotel clerk to hire for us
a driver and guide.  Our guide was a young fellow attending college when he
had money and acting as a guide when not in school.  He was a history major
and knew his way around.

He was a good guide.  He took us to the digs around Pompeii and was able to
get us in places that the average tourist wasn't able too.  Dad asked him
about sex or porno shows or nude beaches.  He told us that the sexiest
things to see around Italy was the ruins in Pompeii and the statues in the
museums.  When he has the money and time he goes to Greece.  We toured
around with him for almost a week and then flew to Athens.

There are a lot of nude beaches around Greece.  It seems that the Greeks
will strip down any place they want to.  After checking out the main land
we traveled via the mail boat from island to island in the Aegean Sea.  A
lot of fine beaches and lots of ruins.  One island was dedicated to the
ancient god of love.  Around the ruins of the temple were hundreds of
marble phalluses.  Mom and Sis got a big kick out of them and Sis mentioned
that everyone that lived on the island must have been a man as there were
no vaginas around.

On one of the unnamed islands there was a municipal building, a
restaurant. a general store and one guest house.  There were lots of small
bungalows.  We saw lots of young men and only a few women.  The women that
we did see were older ladies.  We had no choice and had to spend three days
on the island as we missed the mail boat.  The mail boat only stoped twice
a week.

We were able to get the only room available in the guest house.  One large
room with two beds and a small bath with a shower, a toilet, a wash basin
and no doors.  One person on the island could speak English. He was the
post master and very helpful.  He told us that the island was an art
island.  He also told us that the majority of the men on the island were
homosexual and there was no law against homosexual acts.  In fact there was
no law on the island, no policeman and if there was any trouble they would
radio one of the adjacent islands.  There were only two beaches on the
island, the rest of the coast line was rocks and cliffs.

Our first evening was spent in the restaurant.  It was the only meeting
place in town.  By the time we had finished supper, with the post master as
our guest, there was standing room only.  Mom and Sis were the only women
present.  We drank wine and watched the men dance with each other and break
dishes.  The post master explained to us that many of the young boys, pre
teens and older, have male lovers and the affair ends when they are
introduced to a woman and marry.  After they marry it is usually the end of
their homosexual life.  He told us that he lived a homosexual life from the
time he was twelve till he married at age twenty eight.  At the present
time his wife was on the main land buying thing for their baby which is due
in a couple of months.  He also told us not to be shocked at anything we
might see on the island.

We experienced a strange night.  With the two beds in one room, it was kind
of embarrassing for Sis and I to be sleeping together even though we were
married.  Mom and dad left the restaurant early and were asleep when Sis
and I got into the room.  We stripped and got into bed.  Mom and dad were
awake in the morning when I awoke with a piss hard on and a full bladder.
I thought , what the hell, got out of bed, hard on and all.  There was
nothing else I could do.

After breakfast we walked around the island.  It didn't take us long to
cover the entire piece of real estate.  On our journey we watched an artist
paint a nude.  His model was a young boy about thirteen, bare ass, sitting
on a rock.  On a bench, near the sea wall, were two young men, in their
twenties, in a deep embrace.

We returned to the restaurant, ordered a bottle of wine, bread, olives and
some cheese.  From the guest house we borrowed some towels, a couple of
blankets and walked across the road and up the beach.  There were a lot of
large boulders with patches of sand in between.  We found a spot, spread
the blankets and buried the wine in the wet sand.  We stripped, enjoyed the
warm sun and the warm Aegean Sea.  After we had had our lunch we went for a
walk up the beach.  We watched several nude artist paint.  Some were
painting seascapes and some were painting nude models.

Not far from our base camp two young men spread their blanket.  They
stripped and mom stated that they had the most beautiful bodies she had
ever seen. They were about five foot five with skin the color of honey.
They had jet black hair and not an ounce of fat on their body. They sat on
their blanket and it wasn't long before they were kissing each other on the
lips.  Mom was the first to notice them and stated that she thought they
were going to make love to each other and she had never seen two men make
love.

It wasn't long before they were in the prone kissing and fondling each
other.  We were all watching when they spun around, each with a hard on and
started to give each other head.  Mom exclaimed, " Oh God, I didn't know
that that was how men made love."  Dad said, " What did you think they did.
That's why they are called queer." They paid no attention to us.  After
they had sucked for a while, they got up and went for a swim.  After
swimming and playing around in the water for a while they came out of the
water holding hands and walked back to their blanket.  Once back on the
blanket they resumed kissing, fondling and sucking.

Mom said that she thought that homosexuals only did it in the rectum.  Dad
said," Hell, give them time and one of them is bound to get fucked in the
ass."  And then mom said, " Do you have to be so crude."  Sis and I started
to laugh and soon mom and dad joined in.  Dad then said, " Since you two
are the only ladies on the beach, naked and good looking, why don't you
walk up the beach and give the queers a look ?"  They did and were gone for
some time.  When they got back they said that they weren't whistled at
once.

That evening, about eight, we decided to have something to eat.  In the
restaurant we were fortunate to see the Post Master and invited him to have
supper with us and to act as our interpreter.  He ordered for us and we
were pleased with his selection.  During supper he mentioned how lucky we
were, once a month there is Greek-Roman style wrestling at the town hall
and tonight was the night.  We were his guest to the event.

Because of his political position on the island we had choice seats.
Wrestling is done in the nude just like in days of old.  Each wrestler
looked like his body had been rubbed with olive oil.  The post master
explained that the only rule is that it is considered a foul if the
genitals were grabbed.  The wrestlers to a man were, healthy, good looking,
young men.  Again Sis and mom were the only women present.  For me it was
kind of a turn on watching two naked men wrestle.  Back at the guest house
mom and Sis both stated that they were turned on by the wrestling.

Dad called me over to the side and asked me to give him and mom about an
hour alone in the room that he was horny as hell and hadn't had any loving
since before his operation.  I then told mom and dad that I thought Sis and
I would take a walk along the beach and asked if they would like to join
us.  Dad said that he was tired and wanted to go to bed.  We told them good
night and headed for the beach.  As soon as we were outside, Sis said she
wanted her Mr. Mattel real bad and was wondering how we could make out in
the same room with the folks.  I told her that dad had asked for a hour so
that he could give mom the loving she deserved.

Sis and I once on the beach, it being a warm night, striped.  Sis was all
over me.  While we were French kissing she had a hand on Mr.  Peter which
needed very little help.  I was ready to fuck something at the wrestling
match.  We started out standing up with Dick implanted and then collapse on
to the sand and fucked like it was our first time.  Finished, I rolled off
and we sat up both out of breath.  There was clapping and in the moon light
we saw this couple and a voice said "Bravo" and then something in Greek.
Between breaths I said "English".  Then the voice said in very good English
" I'm sorry, I first thought your mate was a boy."

The young man who did the talking was a student from England on a holiday.
The Greek boy was his lover and had been for several years.  The four of us
went out into the sea, Sis and I to wash off the sand and the couple to tag
a long.  Once out of the water the English boy told us that his lover
didn't understand any English.  He told Sis and I that Greek boys were the
best lovers.  They had the smoothest skin, were very virile and had the
tightest ass. We excused our selves, dressed and returned to the guest
house.

Not wanting to disturb the folks we quietly opened the door and what we saw
silhouetted in front of the window and on the bed was mom riding dad.  We
closed the door and returned to the beach and watched the Englishman and
Greek boy make love.  When they finished Sis and I clapped our hands and
said "Bravo."  We talked for a while and then Sis and I returned to our
room to find mom and dad fast asleep.

The next morning Sis and I noticed that dad had a smile on his face and mom
had the looks of a bride. After breakfast dad told me in confidence that it
was the first time in many years that he got it off twice in one night.  He
also told me that it was the first time in a long time that mom had
experienced multiple orgasms.  He thanked me for letting him and mom have a
couple of hours to them selves.  He was concerned that he had so much to do
and so little time to do it in.  We were stuck for one more day on the
island and would be leaving the next morning on the mail boat.

We asked the ladies what they wanted to do.  We had seen all of the ruins
on the island, both beaches and all of the buildings.  Mom suggested that
we do what we did before.  Have the restaurant prepare us a lunch and
return to the beach.  Mom said that since this trip has turned into a
course in sexology maybe she could learn more about male love.  Our day was
again spent watching artist and observing good looking naked, Greek boys.

Our last night, the post master arranged a going away party for us at the
restaurant.  Sis, mom, dad and I were taught how to dance Greek style and
the proper way to break dishes.  We watched some of the boys get excited
dancing and leave for a while.  They would return holding hands and with a
smile on their face.  The party didn't break up till the wee hours of the
morning.  We had just enough time to change, shower, grab our bags and
catch the boat.

We flew from Athens to Istanbul.  As soon as we were settled in the hotel,
dad called a friend of his in the American Embassy and arrangements were
made for a driver.  We rented a car and our driver doubled as guide.  Our
driver was a collage student, native of Turkey and working at the
U.S. Embassy to improve his English.

He lived with us for three days.  We visited every museum, art gallery and
archaeological dig.  Mom and Sis were very inquisitive about our drivers
personal life.  They asked him how old he was, how many years of collage,
if he was married, if not does he have a girl friend?  Does he live at home
with his family, does he have any brothers or sisters and how long has he
worked at the embassy?

Ivan was twenty two, had his own apartment, not married, had four brothers
and three sisters.  His father and mother were still living.  He had a boy
friend who lived with him and would till he got married.  His wife was
already picked out for him.  She was twelve and when she became sixteen
they would be married.  His lover understood the arrangement, would be the
best man at the wedding and after find another room mate till he got
married.

By the time we left Turkey we had had our fill of belly dancing.  Every
night we were entertained and the entertainment was always belly dancing.
Dad and I asked Ivan about sex shows and he told us it was forbidden.  He
and his friend went to Germany once and saw a sex show; but there were none
in Turkey.

Our next stop was Bombay.  We saw beggars, sweat, ruins, sweat, snake
charmers, sweat and after two day flew to Manila where dad knew his way
around.  Dad was our guide.  We tried to find some of the places he had
been during WW II.  Had no luck. All of his land marks were gone.  Once out
of the city he found familiar sights. Dad asked the clerk at the hotel
about a show he had seen in 1946 and was told that it moved and was now
very poplar and expensive.  Cost, including drinks, fifty dollars US per
person.  They held two shows a night, nine o'clock and midnight.

Our last night in Manila a taxi delivered us to the nine o'clock show.  Dad
said we would be seeing the sex show of all shows.  I told him that surely
the performers were not the same ones he saw.  He had to admit that it
might not even be the same show.

We were seated at a table with another couple from the states who were on
their honeymoon.  Six to a table and our table was next to the stage.  The
stage was lower then the table.  After a round of watered down drinks the
show started.  Girls dancing and stripping to load rock music.  The second
act was two girls who put on a lesbian act after they had striped.  They
laid down on the stage which gave us a good view of them dry fucking.  Next
it was the old 69.  When they had sucked for awhile one of the girls
strapped on a large rubber cock and fucked the other girl till she
screamed.

Act three was two young Philippine men who were body beautiful and looked
like twins.  They looked like Chippendale dancers.  They danced and striped
to their bikinies.  Women in the audience, including mom and Sis, hollered,
"Take it off, take it all off." and they did.  They might of had muscles
but not in the cock department.  Large balls and small pricks.

Once they were completely naked they put on a queer act.  They sucked each
others cock and fucked each other in the ass.  They closed their act with
the one who was doing the fucking, pulling out and shooting all over the
other one's back and then rubbing the cum in with his cock.

Mom was wide eyed and during the intermission had a lot to talk about. The
young bride, mom and Sis recapped what they had seen and continued to talk
till lights out for the final act. The young groom told dad and I that he
had seen stag shows and dirty pictures but never thought he would see any
thing like he was seeing and with ladies present.

Act three.  On stage was a Filipino man and woman.  They were both about
five foot two.  He was wearing a wrap around his waist of colorful cloth
and a bolo in a belt.  He was dressed and looked like a Moro warrior.  The
girl was half covered with a skirt from her belly button to the floor.  She
was well proportioned and had nice, small, solid, well shaped tits. The act
started with the two of them doing a native dance.  After dancing for a few
minutes she tripped and he slapped her.  They continued to dance and then
she made another mistake.  He pulled out his bolo and threaten to cut her
with it.  He threw the bolo on to the stage and then pulled off her skirt.
She was buck naked and he made her turn around for everyone to see.  The
locals at the show started to cheer and then we followed suit.  What took
my eye was the fact that she had no signs of pubic hair.  She was either
young or clean shaven.

She kissed him on the lips and then his chest and belly.  He took off his
garment and faced the audience so everyone could see how he was hung.  He
had a small prick and the largest set of balls I had ever seen.  They
looked like they should belong to a bore hog.  It may have been the size of
his balls that made his cock look so small.

He made her stand in front of him and then he knelt and started to lap her
cunt.  He went after her snatch like a hungry man who hadn't had a thing to
eat for months.  The young bride sitting next to Sis said that she hoped
her husband would get mad at her like that someday.

With his hands he spread her vagina and licked her snatch from top to
bottom.  The crowd cheered.  The more the crowd cheered the faster he would
lick. The faster he licked the harder his cock got.  When fully erected it
was more than five and less than six inches long.  When his prick was as
hard as it could possibly get he pulled her to the floor and started
fucking her.  He only lasted about three minutes when he pulled out and
shot all over her belly.  I was beginning to think he was never going to
stop coming.  He milked his cock and I am sure that he put more semen on
her belly then ten men could.  When he had finished, he bowed to the
audience and said, " I must save it for the next show."  He then got down
on his knees and licked the girl clean.

Before the Filipino finished licking all of the cum off of the girl's belly
the young groom sitting with us started to gag and lost what few drinks he
had and his supper in the aisle, center stage.  His bride closed her eyes
and turned her head.  Mom said, "How gross." Sis just shook her head and
dad said, "The son of a bitch acts like a cannibal."  And watching him take
his tongue and lick up that slimy semen almost made me sick.

The young couple were staying at the same hotel we were and shared our
taxi.  At the hotel the couple went to their room and we went into the bar
for a drink and to recap what we had seen.  Mom said that she had seen
enough kinky sex to last her the rest of her life.  Sis didn't say anything
and dad said that the show wasn't like the one he saw in 1946.  The show in
1946 was girls, some dressed, some half dressed and others naked dancing.

Sis saved all of her talking for when we were alone in our room.  She
talked about how small the Filipino people were and how big the last guy's
balls were.  She wondered if it was the size of his balls that caused him
to cum so much.  She said, " That much jiz could drown a girl giving him
head."

We showered, it didn't take long for me to erect and with out a word, Sis
was on her knees giving me head.  I told her to save it for the bed but she
paid me no mind and sucked me to a climax.  Once in bed she played with her
Mr. Mattel till it was hard and then asked me to fuck her slow and easy.

After breakfast we made arrangements to fly to Bangkok and spent the
remainder of the day around the pool.  The newly married couple joined us
and the groom apologized for getting sick.  The groom didn't talk much but
the girl wanted to talk and compare notes with Sis. Sis told her what all
we had seen in Morocco and the queer Greek Island.  In confidence the bride
told Sis that she wanted to see the sex show thinking that it would make
her husband horny.  She told Sis that he was hot as hell when they were
going to school but hasn't been very good in bed since they got
married. She said that she was hot as hell when they got to their room but
he was still sick and they didn't do anything till morning.  What they did
do didn't satisfy her. She wanted to try oral sex like they saw at the
show, he said it was nasty and they did it the same old missionary style.
He came before she had a chance to climax and he got mad because she
finished herself off manually.  Sis told her that if she wanted to have
oral sex that she should, without saying a word, when they were in bed,
just pull down the covers, take his cock in her mouth and start sucking.
Sis guaranteed her that if she did it right he would put his hands on her
head and not let her stop.  The next time they did it she should spin
around so that her pussy was over his head and he would get so excited that
he would start to kiss and lick vagina.

Before we left the pool area, we told them that we were leaving the next
morning for Bangkok.  They wanted to know how far it was, that they still
had a week before they had to leave for home and if they could tag along.
I told them that it was only 1374 miles by air, no problem and what hotel
we were staying at.  We picked a hotel a few miles out of town that was
recommended and had a clothing optional beach.