Date: Thu, 24 Jun 2010 18:20:23 -0500
From: R.J. Josh Maxwell <btomandback@hotmail.com>
Subject: Milk pt 7

It wasn't until the next evening, Friday evening, that Mom and Dad called
us into the living room. They sat on the couch and gathered us around them
on the floor and chairs. I sat cross-legged on the floor, and Jon, one of
the five-year-old twins sat in my lap. Ben, the other five-year-old sat in
Ethan's. Somewhere over the previous few weeks, it was like Jon became my
twin and Ben became Ethan's. The girls sat close to Ethan and me, as if
they might disappear behind us if things got tense.

"We know what's going on," dad said. "We know about the milk and that you
have been having sex together."

That was no surprise to any of us, of course. I'd told all of them that Dad
knew. The surprise was that Dad and Margie seemed so calm about it.

"First," Dad said, "we want you to understand that sex is okay. Sex is
fun. Your mom and I know that. That's how you all got here." He smiled, but
then turned serious. "You've started very young for our culture, and you
should not have involved the twins."

Jon leaned back against my chest and belly and pulled my right arm across
his chest. Margie saw and smiled gently. She was holding Dad's hand and
appeared to give it a small squeeze.

Dad glanced at Jon in my lap. He sighed. "But all of you are sexually
active now, and we realize there is no going back. But!" He held up a
finger. "And we're very serious about this; you have to keep all this among
yourselves. You must keep it in our family. Do you understand? You
absolutely must keep this secret." He looked at each of us as he spoke. "In
our culture, there are people who would not understand. There are people
who would want to break up our family if they knew that you were having sex
together." He looked at our five-year-old twins. "Do you understand, Jon?
Benjamin? This is very serious. We don't want anyone to take you away from
us."

Jon pressed his back into my belly and pulled my arm more tightly around
him. Both twins nodded.

"We won't tell anyone," Ben promised.

"Not even the little girl you boys play with next door?" Dad asked. He
turned to Margie. "What's her name?"

"Tammy," Mom told him.

The twins shook their heads.

"Good," Dad said. "That's the first and most important rule; you cannot
tell anyone, not even your best friends, about the things you do with your
brothers and sisters. Do you all understand that?"

Everyone nodded. Ethan glanced at me. I knew he was worried because his
best friend was Jason, and Jason knew that Ethan and I did things. But he
didn't know about anyone else.

"What if one of my friends wants to have sex with David?" Anna asked.

Everyone turned in her direction.

"Well, she does. Nicki does. She told me so."

Nicki was Anna's best friend; another pretty eleven-year-old girl with pale
blond hair and deep blue eyes. I was stunned.

"You didn't tell her that you had sex with David, did you?" Mom asked Anna
with a frown.

Anna shifted uncomfortably. "I mighta said something."

"Jason knows I have sex with David," Ethan said. "He wants to have sex with
David, too."

Mom glanced at Dad. Dad closed his eyes and shook his head, like... "Kids!"

Jon leaned back and pulled my head down, pulling my ear down to his
mouth. "Ben and me and Tammy play naked," he whispered.

"What's that?" Dad asked.

"Jon says that he and Ben have played naked with Tammy."

Dad shook his head as if trying to clear it. "Okay. That has to stop." He
looked at Ethan. "Did you tell Jason about having sex with your sisters?"

"No," Ethan said, shaking his head emphatically. "Jason's gay."

"And you," Dad said to Anna, "did you tell Nicki or anyone else that you've
had sex with your other siblings?"

"No," Anna said in a small voice, her head down. But then she looked
up. "And Nicki told me she wanted to have sex with David before I told her
that I already had. Her older sisters have had sex, and they like it."

"Don't we all," Margie murmured under her breath.

Dad scowled at her. She smirked.

"Why don't we move where all the Maasai live?" Ellie asked, grinning. "Then
it wouldn't matter."

"Even the Maasai have rules," Dad said. He held up both hands. "I know
you're all going to have sex with other kids at some point, preferably when
you're all teenagers, but no more telling anybody about the things that go
on in our family. Understood?"

Us kids nodded.

"No more having sex downstairs in the living room or kitchen where guests
or friends from outside might walk in on you," he said. "Keep sex in the
bedrooms."

"How about at night?" Ellie asked. "Like under the blanket on the couch
when we're watching TV?"

"And none of our friends are here," Anna added.

Dad frowned and glanced at Margie. She shrugged, and fought back a grin.

Dad didn't answer their question. Instead, he held up a finger. "First rule
is we keep this all secret. Second rule is that we keep sex in the
bedrooms... or private. Third rule is that the day Anna has her first
period, you boys start wearing condoms to have sex with her; same with
Ellie; same with Lizzie."

"We'll put them on the pill when it seems right," Mom said, "but we don't
want to take chances. You kids understand?"

We nodded again.

"One more rule," Dad said, "and this is important. No one ever has to have
sex if they don't feel like it. You never force a sister... or a
brother... to have sex. Understood?"

We all nodded a final time.

"Are we all done now?" Ellie asked.

Dad frowned. "You in a hurry?"

Ellie frowned right back at him. "We haven't had any sex since yesterday
morning when you fussed at David," she told him. "I want Ethan to sex me."
She didn't wait for an answer, but, grabbing Ethan's hand, she got to her
feet.

Dad glanced at Margie, but by then it was too late. Ethan spilled Ben from
his lap, and Ellie led him from the room, giggling. I grabbed Anna's hand,
as much to get out of there as to have sex. We got up and fled to her room.

"Leave the door open," she told me mischievously.

We stood beside her bed and quickly stripped; then stood there with my hand
between her legs and hers lifting my dick, fondling. My dick was already
heavy and Anna's slender fingers rolled it. I drew my fingers lightly up
her slit and was surprised that she already felt a little damp.

"Nicki wants to have sex with me?" I asked.

"I told her she could," Anna said as her hand closed around my dick. "We
were gonna do it like, yesterday, but then Dad caught you and Ellie."

My dick got really hard. I slid my middle finger up inside her, and her
hairless pussy filled my palm. It was definitely damp. I leaned in to kiss
Anna, and she threw her arms around my neck. I caressed her labia with my
palm and moved my finger in and out. I used my other hand to feel over her
bottom. Anna had a nicely rounded bottom, a girl's bottom.

I turned her toward the bed and bent her over it. I wanted to just get a
good look at her that way. I ran my cock over the soft skin of her
bottom. I pressed my balls there. Then I dropped to my knees to feel her
fleshy buns with my hands and the side of my face. Her pussy was exposed
between her legs. I buried my mouth there and licked her damp slit.

She widened her stance, laying her chest and belly fully on the bed. She
moaned into the bed sheets. I lapped her pussy until she was really wet,
and then I stood. Damn, I felt hard; like my cock was going to burst out of
its skin. And I felt long. I'm sure it was just because I was fourteen, but
my cock seemed to be growing longer each day because of all our sex.

I mashed and rubbed my crown around in her wetness. My crown slipped inside
and I eased forward. The caress of her labia and the sheath of her vagina
slid down the length of my shaft. I watched my dick disappear until my
belly flattened against her butt. At fourteen, I was learning that a guy
sometimes fucks with his eyes, and Anna, bent over with her butt in my lap,
gave me a visual charge. I held her hips and pulled my hips back. My shaft
came out from inside her, wet. I pushed forward and flattened her
bottom. Pulled back. Shoved forward.

Anna murmured and wiggled her butt. I bent over her, laying my belly on her
back, and I reached under, feeling for her clit with my fingers. I rubbed
around it with my fingers while I pumped my hips slowly.

And then it just felt so damned good to straighten up, grab her hips, and
start banging.

I banged several times, then held her butt against my lap and ground in,
then banged again. I was well into it when a movement at the door caught
the corner of my eye. I glanced over to see Margie and Dad leaving the
doorway.

That was weird; having your parents watch you fuck.

It didn't stop me, though. It'd been since the previous morning since I had
sex, too. I came hard and fairly quickly, collapsing onto Anna's back.

She hadn't come yet, though, and anybody who's ever brought a girl that age
to climax knows it's a damned charge. So I dropped to my knees again and
lapped my cum from inside her, while at the same time rubbing the tops of
her labia with the heel of my fingers. By the time I brought her off, I was
hard again, so I got Anna up onto the bed and onto her back, and then dove
onto her.





I slept that night with Anna for the first time. We slept in her bed, me
spooned behind her for much of the night. It was also the first time I
hadn't slept with Ethan. As nice as it was with Anna, I missed him.

After my morning piss, I went looking for him. I hadn't dressed, and that's
why I ran into Margie while I was naked. She'd seen me in boxers, of
course, but never naked. Ethan and I slept on the floor above. Margie was
coming from the shower in just her short robe. Her eyes dropped to my
middle. She grinned and gave me a wink.

That made me feel good, actually. Sorta liberated and adult at the same
time. Sorta like I had joined the "adult" club to which she and Dad already
belonged. As we passed in the hallway, she gave my butt a little slap that
made me jump. She laughed and disappeared back into her's and Dad's room.

I found Ethan asleep in Ellie's bed. Her door was open, just like ours had
been. Lizzie wasn't in the room. I figured she was in with the twins.

Ethan was asleep on his back. In her sleep, Ellie had backed up to him on
her side. She had pulled his arm down in front of her and had it hugged to
her chest in her sleep.

Pulling back the covers, I crawled in beside Ethan and cocked a leg over
his, laying my palm on his belly.

His eyes opened sleepily. He grinned. "Fuckin' weird shit, huh?" he asked
quietly.

I nodded. Our smiling eyes met, and surprisingly, grew hungry, the way a
teen boy's eyes can sometimes grow hungry when he feels a sudden need in
his gut for the body his body knows best. I leaned in to kiss my brother
and laid my hand over his flaccid cock and his balls.

His dick didn't remain flaccid; nor did mine. We kissed, and I rubbed my
cock against his hip while I rubbed the underside of his cock with the heel
of my hand and tickled his balls with my fingers. When you're fourteen and
your cute thirteen-year-old brother has a dick as big as yours, he can be
as hot as any girl.

Ethan slipped his free hand between my belly and his side and closed it
around my dick. He held it and I pumped my hips. I lifted my head and gazed
down at him. He gazed up at me and lifted his hips to rub his dick up
against my palm. I swallowed. He swallowed.

Ethan pulled his arm from Ellie's sleeping body and rolled up to face
me. For a moment, we fucked into one another's hand, pressing the warm skin
of our cheeks and breathing on one another's neck.

Ethan moved up on me, rolling me to my back. He lay on top of me and I
opened my legs so his could settle between mine. I grabbed his butt and he
grabbed my shoulders, and we pressed the sides of our faces together. We
humped slowly. We ground. It was different from with the girls. It was me
and my brother being brothers. It was us pressing our young cocks between
taut bellies and feeling balls on balls, feeling lean bodies, feeling
affection stirred by sex.

The only sound was our breath and a gentle rocking of the bed, even when we
came. Ellie never woke. Ethan just lay on me afterward, and I stroked his
back until he finally stirred.

"I gotta piss," he murmured.

We got up, bellies wet with cum. He took my hand and led me into the hall.
That's how Margie saw me naked the second time, and how Dad saw Ethan naked
for the first time. Margie was leading Dad from their bedroom the same way
Ethan was leading me from Ellie and Lizzie's bedroom.

We all sorta froze, looking at one another. Dad's and Margie's eyes dropped
to our wet bellies and naked loins. We were both hanging long. Dad and
Margie were dressed casually for the day.

Dad shook his head. "We've opened Pandora's box," he said, and then started
to lead Margie onto the kitchen. She grinned at us and winked. I winked
back, and led Ethan by the hand on toward the stairs up to our room and
bathroom.

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