Date: Mon, 14 Feb 2000 22:40:22 CST From: K Ration Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 9 Thanx to those who have written. I'm surprised at how much your messages mean to me. They are a real encouragement. To any who are interested and to those who have asked, look for a couple of other stories in the near future, probably in this same section of Nifty: "Young Cousins" and "Co-ed Campers" to be submitted soon. Now on with the story - Family Friends Chapter Nine Rusty & Nancy Talk to Their Parents About Sex The youngsters remembered their Monday morning experiences every day but did not try to repeat them. As if by some unspoken agreement, all behaved as if they didn't want this new- found treasure to become old through repetition. By Wednesday night, however, Rusty could wait no longer to find out about that white stuff that came out of his penis when he masturbated. He wanted to make sure he and Rex weren't hurting themselves and that he and Nancy weren't going to get sick from tasting it. He and Nancy had agreed that tonight was the night for each of them to have one of those "birds and bees" talks with their parents. The appropriate time didn't present itself until later that night when Steve was taking his shower. Janet was in the sewing room finishing a dress she was working on. Rusty waited until he heard the shower stop running and walked into his parents' bedroom. Knocking on the bathroom door, he said, "Dad, it's me. Can I come in and talk?" "Sure," Steve answered, as he opened the door, "come on in. What's up?" "I'm curious about something." Rusty said. "When you were my age, did you masturbate?" Thinking for some time now that this subject was about to come up, Steve wasn't particularly surprised. Treating the subject with the same openness that his son was, he answered, "Sure, lots of times." "Like, how many times? Every day?" Rusty asked. "At your age? Yeah, just about every day, sometimes more than once a day," his father answered. "Do you still do it?" "Yes, some, but not nearly as often. Just because you get married doesn't mean it stops feeling good, although having sex with your wife feels better." By this time, Steve could feel himself getting hard. Just talking about sex could do that to him, and there Rusty was, standing in the doorway, looking at him in the mirror. At this point, to hide his growing erection, Steve grabbed a towel and suggested they go out and soak in the spa. "Can we go naked?" Rusty asked. "Sure, if you want to." "Great!" Rusty answered, and with that he shucked off his shorts and undershirt, standing naked in front of his dad. Seeing his son naked made Steve think back to his own youth when he had played "doctor" with his friends - until they learned about masturbating, then they didn't call it doctor any more. He felt himself continuing to get hard as he tossed a towel to his son. As they walked past the stairs towards the kitchen and the door to the pool, he hollered up to Janet, "Rusty and I are going to the spa for awhile." Then, "Au naturale!" He added so that she would know they weren't wearing trunks. As they sat in the spa with the water flowing smoothly around them, the light on and the bubble machine turned on, Rusty continued his questioning. "Did you ever do it with other guys?" Figuring quickly that Rusty wouldn't be asking if he weren't already doing it himself, Steve decided to continue to be open and honest. It was the least he could do in response to his son's frankness. "Sure. There were three or four of us that played with each other from the time we were about second graders all the way through high school. Of course, by high school age it wasn't playing so much as just mutual masturbation. We got separated when it came to college or we might have continued even longer." "Did you do each other in high school?" "Yeah. Sometimes we'd just do ourselves and watch each other and sometimes we'd take turns masturbating each other. I remember it felt kind of good to do it to another guy." Rusty was really anxious about his next question, and he sat for some time wondering how he could ask it or even if he could ask it. Finally, deciding that it was now or never, he took a deep breath and asked, "Dad, I heard Mom talking to Nancy about oral sex the other night. Is that what it sounds like?" Steve knew he wasn't prepared for the direction this discussion was heading, but he decided that if Rusty had the courage to ask, he would have to find the courage to answer. "Yeah, I suppose it is. Oral sex means one person putting their mouth on the other person's sex organs." "But why would you do that and what do you do?" Wondering if he was going to be able to hide his own erection from his son, Steve answered, "Oral sex can be used as part of foreplay or as an alternative to intercourse. It feels really good to do it or to have it done to you, and it should make you feel good to do it to your partner. When a man has oral sex with a woman, he usually uses his tongue to lick her clitoris and the lips of her vagina. He can also lick the inside of the vagina, but most tongues aren't long enough to get very far. When a woman performs oral sex on a man, she takes his penis in her mouth and sucks on it. She can move her mouth up and down the length of his penis and run her tongue around it and around the head, she can take it out and lick it all over, she can kiss it and lick his sack, all the time playing with him just like he does himself. If she keeps it up long enough she can make him climax this way, but many women don't like to have a man cum in their mouth because of the taste." "Is that what that white stuff is that comes out when you're done?" Rusty asked with a quiver in his voice. Steve couldn't decide if the quiver was from some fear the boy had or from sexual excitement. Thinking that the bubbles would hide his actions, Rusty was beginning to stroke himself underwater. "Oh Rusty," Steve said, "that's nothing to be afraid of, if that's what you're concerned about. In real terms, that white sticky stuff is called semen. In slang it's called cum. That's the fluid your body makes to carry the sperm from your testicles into the lady's body. The sperm is what fertilizes the lady's egg and makes her pregnant. And when 'you're done' as you phrased it, that's called a climax, or orgasm. Again in slang it's called cuming, when your cum shoots out of your penis. But it can't make a person sick if they swallow it. Some women like the taste and some don't, and not every man's semen tastes like every other man's. Have you and Rex been worrying about this for long?" "No sir," Rusty replied, "but we do play around a lot and make each other feel good. We've been playing with each other for a couple of years, but we only started cuming two or three weeks ago. He'll be relieved to learn what cum is, and who knows what we might want to try in the future. Do guys ever have oral sex with each other?" Now this really caught Steve by surprise. The question immediately brought back a memory that made his own erection complete. Glancing into the water, Rusty saw through the bubbles that his dad had a hardon which was standing up and swaying in the water. Rather than turning him off, he felt a new sense of comradeship with his father. Rusty found his father's erection something that made him proud, and made him feel closer to his dad, almost like equals, kindred spirits, as though he were Mr. Brown, sharing a uniquely private moment with his dad. Steve answered, "Yes, sometimes, but not very often unless they are homosexuals." With that, Steve stood up. With his erection sticking out with a slight curve to it, he said, "We'd better stop this before it goes any further." With that, he climbed out of the spa, his penis swinging before him. As he turned around to help Rusty out with no attempt to hide his erection, Rusty realized that at least his father wasn't ashamed to have a hardon in front of him. He also saw his Dad looking at his own hardon as he stepped from the spa and wrapped a towel around his waist. As soon as Nancy had heard her dad yell up the stairs that he and Rusty were going out to the spa, Nancy had slipped quietly into Rusty's room and peered out his window which overlooked the spa. She arrived just as the spa light went on and watched her brother and father walk naked to the spa. She thought her brother had the beginnings of an erection, but she couldn't tell about her dad. But this wasn't what she was interested in anyway. Returning to her mother's sewing room, she said, "Mom, can we talk?" Janet knew from the tone of her voice that Nancy had something serious she wanted to discuss. Since sex seemed to be the topic this month, she decided to continue sewing as a way to hide her reactions to questions Nancy might ask. "Sure," Janet said, "what's on your mind?" "When you were young, did you have a special friend that you spent time with?" "Yes," her mother responded, "Patty and I were practically inseparable. Our birthdays were only weeks apart, even. We did everything together. Aunt Tilley (that's how Janet and her daughter referred to menstruation) visited us about the same time." "Did you guys ever experiment with each other about sex? I mean, did you play with each other?" Nancy asked. "I presume you're asking these rather personal questions because you and Brigitte are doing it. Is that right?" "Yeah," Nancy said, somewhat surprised at how quickly her mother had caught on. Putting her sewing down, Janet turned to her daughter and said, "Then let's stop beating around the bush. You've been asking some pretty serious questions recently and I think you're old enough for some straight answers. First of all, as a young person, male or female, enters puberty, which I know the four of you have, one begins having all sorts of new feelings, new thoughts, day dreams and what not. A girl's breasts start to develop, both boys and girls start to grow pubic hair, and both start to experience strange new feelings down there. Boys' penises get stiff from the day they are born, but at puberty that stiffness takes on new significance. New feelings are associated with it. The penis starts to become more sensitive. Girls soon realize they have the equivalent of a tiny penis at the top of their vaginas, the clitoris, which I'm sure you are already aware of. Before long boys start playing with themselves and with each other. Girls do the same thing if they have a true best friend. Patty and I were best friends, just as you and Brigitte are, and yes, we played with each other quite often. It felt good, it helped release tension, and it was something we could share just between the two of us. We'd masturbate together whenever we could." Nancy interrupted gently, "Did you ever try oral sex with her?" "Yes, sweetheart, we engaged in oral sex with each other. Once we had started masturbating, one thing led to another and as soon as we learned what it was, we tried it. We used oral sex to relieve each other all the way through high school. Then we went to the same university and were roommates there. For the four years we were in college, we would go down on each other at least once a week. If one of us had a particularly hot date, you know, where we had petted heavily with the guy and came home all worked up, the other would perform oral sex to help her come down. It was a safe way to find sexual release. Both of us were obviously heterosexual, so oral sex for us was just a different way to masturbate. Are you thinking about trying it with Brigitte?" Nancy wasn't ready to admit that she and Brigitte had already tried it, and she sure wasn't going to tell her mom that she and her brother had already tried it, but she tried to be as open as possible. "Yeah, I think so. I told her what you said the other night about oral sex and why people do it. She seemed curious about the idea, but we weren't too sure whether two women could do it with each other." "Well, from what I've just said I guess you know now the answer to that question." The two of them talked for a little while longer about growing up and sexual experiences and then Janet got up and said she needed to take her shower. From the flush in her mother's cheeks, Nancy wondered if there was more to it than that. You can do a lot more in the shower than wash Nancy thought to herself as she and her mom moved to the hallway. Just as they stepped into the hall Rusty reached the top of the stairs clad only in a towel. Nancy immediately noticed his hardon making the towel stand out and wondered if her mom did, too. Rusty had just reached the head of the stairs, his erection making a tent of the towel wrapped around him when his mom and his sister came out of the sewing room. He saw his mom glance down at his towel, and he saw the briefest of smiles cross her face as she walked passed him and down the stairs. Nancy stood at the door to her room and watched as Rusty suddenly dropped his towel to the floor, showing her the hardon he had brought with him from the pool. With a grin and a wave of her hand, his sister beckoned him to her room. Grabbing his towel, he walked quickly but quietly to her end of the hall. Once in her room with the door closed behind him, Nancy wrapped her hand around his penis and stroked him a few times. Then she let go and stepped back, just looking at his penis. Her stare thrilled him, and he realized he wanted her to watch him masturbate. Quietly, he whispered, "I'm going to the bathroom and take care of this. Do you want to watch?" Nancy was surprised that he had asked, but thrilled at the thought of being able to watch him play with himself without having to peek through a keyhole. "Sure," she said, "just let me shuck these clothes." By the time she had stripped and thrown her clothes towards the closet, Rusty was sitting on the commode in their bathroom. Leaning back against the tank, he was stroking his erection with slow easy strokes. She placed herself at his feet, staring directly up past his penis into his face. "You're going to be sorry you sat there when I cum all over you," Rusty said hoarsely. "Is that what dad said it's called?" Nancy said, "Cum?" Continuing to stroke himself, her brother replied, "yeah. It's the fluid that carries the sperm that fertilizes a woman's egg and makes her pregnant. That must be what mom meant when she said people sometimes have oral sex when they can't risk getting the woman pregnant. Dad said it can't make you sick, but not everybody's cum tastes the same." With his left hand, Rusty reached down and began stroking his balls, twisting them gently between his fingers as he began to pump his right hand up and down the length of his penis. Nancy just sat there and watched speechless. She had slipped her right hand into her crotch and was slowly stroking herself, but she didn't want to cum yet. She wanted Rusty to watch her just as she was watching him. "That's OK." she said. "You can cum all over me, and I'll just wash it off in the shower." She sat and watched as Rusty's hand began to stroke his penis faster and faster. She thought she could see some of that clear liquid starting to ooze from the head of his penis when suddenly he sat upright on the commode, his hand pumping faster and faster. When he came, he came in buckets. Cum shot out of the end of his dick and splashed against Nancy's breasts. It dribbled down her chest to her stomach. Just before it reached the hair at the top of her crotch, she scooped it up with her fingers and licked them off with her tongue. All the time, she watched Rusty's hand on his penis and the expression on his face. As his hand slowed to a stop, she saw the last bit of cum ooze from his penis onto his fingers. Then she watched as he licked some of it from his fingers. All of this had almost brought her to her own climax, but she had resisted. Now it was her turn. With her brother's cum still running slowly off of her breasts, and before he had made a move to release his penis and clean up, Nancy lay back on the floor and moved her right hand to her crotch. Watching her brother's face, she saw his eyes follow her movements. As excited as she was already, having him watch her heightened her excitement even more. She used her left hand to rub his slick cum all over her breasts as she ran the fingers of her right hand over the mound between her legs. She was too hot to linger, though, and immediately began rubbing her middle finger against her clitoris. Soon she was panting and humping her hips up off of the floor as her finger slid into her vagina until it rubbed against the hymen. All too soon she reached her climax, waves of ecstasy washing over her as she fingered her clit and watched the look of fascination on Rusty's face. Hearing the water running, the kids knew their parents were taking their own shower. With this knowledge, they stepped into the shower together and enjoyed each other's hands on private parts as they took turns washing Rusty's come off of themselves and each other. No words were spoken as they were each lost in their own thoughts - Nancy thinking of spending more time with Brigitte and Rex, Rusty thinking of his talk with his Dad and what he and Rex might do the next time they were alone together.