Date: Wed, 4 Jan 2017 10:52:21 +0000 From: Jesse Gibson Subject: Heaven is a Place on Earth chapter 5 HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH Chapter 5 BY Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson. MDiv. DMin DISCLAIMER: This story, in its entirety, contains a number of sins: homosexual and heterosexual sex, group sex, intergenerational sex, pedophilia, incest, drug use, alcohol use and the like. If you find these topics offensive, please do not read. If you find them erotic, then enjoy. Complaints, compliments and comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please remember to donate to Nifty to keep the stories coming JACKSON'S TALE Owen, Jackson and LaQuinta were peering inside Sunny Wilcox's cabin through the window. It was mid-afternoon and Cole had woken up next to her, horny. So the kids were watching him fuck her silly. He had her on the floor, missionary, but so the kids could get a clear view of her bouncing tits and his hard body as he pounded her. He knew that they were there and so did Sunny, but they could care less. In fact, having an audience was a turn on. The kids thought it was funny and they sniggered among themselves quite a bit. Afternoon is school time. The funny thing is that before, when they lived back in the real world, school was awful. Not here. Here it's fun, partly because the Teacher is good and partly because it starts late and doesn't drag on. All the kids like going. Jackson, who is about to turn 11, is the youngest but even Richie and even Sunny, who are in their early 20's, show up some. All three of the kids show up wearing boxer briefs only because it is brutally hot in late August. Even LaQuinta is topless and wearing boy underwear, but she is so flat chested it doesn't matter. Little Peter and the black boys are in their underwear too. Cole is there and so is Jackson's half brother, David. His half sister, Selena, is there too. Sid, who lives with Charlie the Pot farmer, hangs out with Cole some. Everybody is working on science projects involving botany. It's fairly fun and the Teacher is good about it making it simple enough for the slow ones and informative enough for the smart ones. After botany, they do some math and then some poems before the school day ends. By the end, a joint was being passed around. You don't get that at a regular school. After school, the kids shed even that small amount of clothes and head down to the riverbank. It is beyond the pond by Big John's house, where Owen and LaQuinta live, and through the woods. They aren't sure if it is even part of the campground, but the river is their special spot. Because of the drought, the river level is well down and you can cross it walking without even getting your hair wet. As rivers go, it's not much. It rambles through countryside and woods before flowing into a somewhat larger river that flows into another before flowing into the sea. It just snakes through a lonely forest that no one cares about. They spent a happy hour splashing in the black water, cooling off, naked. They were comfortable enough naked, at least with each other. Sinking back into the sand, LaQuinta gets in between the two boys. They giggle about it as the boys get hard. Owen's dick is a little bigger, and his balls are definitely bigger, than Jackson's but he is almost a year older. Jackson's balls are like two grapes. But he likes playing sex games and, unlike his friends he has no other outlet for his sexuality. Owen and LaQuinta do sex things with Big John all the time. Well, unless he plays with Jayson and the black boys. That doesn't happen that often. They are sort of like a rival gang. He thinks the slit between her legs is funny looking. But he is drawn to it and likes to play with it whenever he can. Jackson slides his hand down into her crotch and began to rub on the meaty mound of flesh that forms her clam shell. He knows the most sensitive part is the button on the top but you have to be careful about that. If you go too much, it hurts. LaQuinta rubs on his stiffie. He likes that. In fact, sometimes he even does it to himself, particularly when he first wakes up and it is sticking out. Even though it feels good, Jackson doesn't really think it's masturbation because nothing comes out. Not the white sticky stuff that grown-ups and older kids shoot. LaQuinta likes to have her pussy licked. She climbs on top of him so he can lick at it. Owen gets between his legs and sucks on his stiffy. He doesn't mind doing it to her that much. His dad says that real men eat pussy. Dad and David both do. Of course, sometimes Owen does it to LaQuinta and he will suck on Owens dick. He is pretty sure that his Dad doesn't think real men do that. Luke does, though. He's a homo. They take turns sticking their dicks in her pussy. It's not real fucking, it's just playing. But it feels good. She's a good sport about it, doing it because they want to. She gets fucked by a grown up all the time – Big John. Owen too. But Owen doesn't really get to mess around with any real girl other than LaQuinta. Both of them really want to, though. Owen swears that sex with boys is good too. They don't play sex games every day but they do most days. They make it back to the compound before it gets really dark, before 9 o'clock. He heads home for dinner even though the camp has only just begun to buzz alive. After dark is the most interesting time in the camp, especially in the summer. Not that he gets involved in the fun that much. He has a midnight bedtime. When Jackson gets home, Selena is on top of David, both of them naked, on the leather couch in the Great Room of the cabin. David has both hands on her ample tits as she rides his cock. Stepbrother and stepsister don't stop what they are doing just because their half-sibling comes in. They don't care. Nobody much cares in the cabin. Mom and Dad fuck. David and his stepmother fuck. Dad fucks Selena. Mom and Selena, mother and daughter, sixty-nine. Jackson climbs the stairs to the loft where he sleeps, where Luke used to sleep too, and positions himself on the edge to watch them go at it. Selena is on top of him, riding his like a horse, but leaned back. She is 17 and hot as hell and a real slut. That's what they say. She is sliding back and to onto David's cock. Both of them shave their pubic hair. Mom does too but Dad trims his. Luke didn't. He went natural. Maybe homo's don't and straights do. Not that it matters to Jackson: he has nothing to shave even though he would really want to have something. Neither Selena nor David dress at all for dinner, which is eaten seated around in the Great Room. Dad's naked too while Mom is in a long t shirt but no panties on. Jackson stayed in his underwear. Nobody cares. Not that Jackson is self-conscious at all about his body. He is not ashamed at all to run around naked. Why should he be? After dinner, everybody else gets high and they start their usual ritual that ends up with a 4 person incestuous round robin fucking and sucking – hetero and lesbo only, though. Jackson sneaks out – well not sneaks out but just doesn't tell anyone – to go swimming in the pool. There are people there, hanging out and having a good time. Partying is serious business around here. He only makes it home just in time for a midnight curfew. The next day, the sky is cloudy and the wind is up in gusts. The clouds are purple and gray and they fly through sky like jets. Even though it's windy, he could feel the pressure dropping. It's a strange situation, windy and calm at the same time. There's a storm brewing and not just the everyday afternoon thunderstorm. They have school and science class is about hurricanes: how they form, how the earth's rotation steers them, a bunch of stuff. This one is called George and they were in the very outer rain bands of it. Right now it's a strong category 2 and strengthening as it pushes up the coastline in the warm waters of the Gulf. They've been through this before – last year four times – and Jackson knows what to expect. He and his friends didn't go play after school. Instead he headed home, excitedly ducking through the rain. When he got there he heard Martin talking with his parents, "The center'll probably pass over us sometime around daylight tomorrow. They say it'll only be a category 1, maybe a weak 2, by then. But a hurricane's a hurricane, so we'll have to batten down the hatches." His father nodded but his mother looked anxious. Looking intently at Martin, she asked, "What do they do in the woods?" Jackson knew she was asking about Luke. He almost jumped as he piped in, "They're good. They have a log cabin, not big like this but small, in this clearing. That's where they go" He had always been welcome there, even before Luke formally joined, and he and Owen had played there often, before LaQuinta came along. They didn't go as much since she couldn't go. She's a girl and girl's aren't allowed. His mom wanted his dad to go into the woods and get Luke to come back there until the storm blew over. Jackson knew that was stupid. In the first place, he wouldn't come because that would be the pussy thing to do. If he came back, they wouldn't want him. Second, his dad going to their camp uninvited on that kind of mission would really piss them off and some of those guys are the kind you don't want to piss off. Lastly, Luke had never had a good time last year. He's a homo. Why didn't she get that? What was going to happen tonight isn't what queer boys dream of, let's face it. The bottles of homemade wine on the coffee table told the tale. Erosia. They invited some of the people that lived in the trailers into the cabin with them: all female. Amber Skye was one of them. Tara and her younger sister (and lover) Nicky were another. The girls from Pussyville also came in, abandoning their barracks in the woods. That meant 10 females and only 3 physically mature males. Bunking in meant fucking hard. David at least was excited. "Gonna get laid" he cried out as he took a slug from the bottle. He got laid every day, sometimes more, so that was not unusual for him. But he still liked an orgy. Who didn't? He and Alex, who lived with the girls in Pussyville and was Amber's son, joked around, making crude remarks. Jackson held out his hand for the bottle. This year, he was going to join in. "You sure, buddy?" his dad asked. "Sure" Jackson answered, more bravely than he felt. "I've done it before" David grunted. "There's a big difference in sticking it in LaQuinta and fucking a real woman, dipshit. A big fucking difference. Too big for your teenie weenie." "You've had sex with LaQuinta?" his mother asked. "Sure" Jackson answered, wondering why it was a big deal. "Good for you, buddy," his dad said. "Drink up, enjoy it" Jackson was super stoked that his father was proud of him. He took a slug from the bottle and passed it on. He felt grown up. He half expected that it would kick in immediately but it didn't. He didn't feel anything different. In fact nothing happened. They passed around a pipe and laughed and talked for a bit. After about 30 minutes, he began to feel the first stirrings and that was visual mostly. It seemed as if all the colors in the room were deeper and more vibrant. Every edge was sharper and every curve rounder. Things just seemed to pop. In about 15 more minutes, a little bit of a body buzz kicked in, not bad but just barely noticeable. He felt sort of excited and jangly, like he wanted to move. For some reason, he started tugging at his crotch, trying to rearrange his small package to something more comfortable. Just the mere touch though felt incredibly good. He slide his hands into his shorts and gave his dick and balls one good tug. "It's kicking in" David laughed. "You're feeling it, aren't you?" "Yeah" Jackson admitted, giving himself another tug down there. "Let's see" Nicky whispered next to him. Jackson pulled off his shorts and threw them across the room as everyone cheered. He thought it was incredibly funny and he laughed hard. And he was hard. His dick may not be big but it was sticking straight up. "I'm not sure this is such a good idea" his mother said "Too late now" David laughed. "He's only 10" she said, looking toward his dad "Almost 11" Jackson pointed out. "And just as entitled to his sexuality as anybody else," his dad said. "As long as he's having the sex he wants to have, what's the problem?" That would prove to be the last objection that his parents would ever lodge against his sexual activity ever again and it wasn't much. He wasn't innocent and really never had been. He had witnessed an enormous amount of sex in his life, including incest and statutory rape. His parents had no moral authority anyway. His father's medical license was suspended and his mother's nursing license revoked because of a joint sexual assault on a patient, compounded by allegations of Medicare fraud. Nicky reached down and tugged on his dick, sending shivers of pure pleasure through his body. She shed her shirt and for the first time he got to play with real tits. She is only 14 and had firm, round breasts. He also went for her slit, shaved clean. It was wetter and slicker than LaQuinta's and it had a earthy scent to it. She was the lover to her 21 year old sister but that didn't stop her from banging boys on the side. He could feel her shudder when he slipped a finger in her crack. He watched as David buried in his face in the snatch of Marlena, the youngest of the Pussyville lesbians, eating her out with abandon. His sister Selena sat on her face so she could get tongued, even as she rubbed her tits. His dad was in between the legs of another Pussyville chick and his mother, naked, was in an embrace with another. He was unsure what he was doing but Jackson got between Nicky's legs and buried his tongue in her snatch. She tasted like wild mushrooms. He liked doing it. He particularly liked her tits. Then he felt somebody slap on his bare ass. Turning over startled, he asked, "What?" "That's my sister" Tara said, naked, her hands on her hips "Yeah" Jackson acknowledged. "You can't do that to her if you don't do it to me" "Okay" he said as he heard laughter. He knew he was the butt of a joke and felt a little humiliated but he was happy to do that to any girl or woman. They stood beside him, legs apart, while he was on his knees, licking up at their cunts. His stiffie was hard as a rock He figured that doing sex stuff like this would be even better if he was in puberty but he didn't really know how. He really liked doing it even now. He was very excited even now. And that he was doing it out in the open was even better. They lined up on the couch: Tara, Nicky, a Pussyville resident named Theresa, and Amber. They had their legs open wide and he was to go from one to the other, licking and splurping their cunts. His hairless dick stood at attention as he did it. They had to tell him what to do, where to lick. He just stuck his tongue in the hole like it was a dick, but they corrected him gently. Lick along the folds and mounds, suck gently on the clit. Only after he was done with Amber did his father tell him to turn around. His mom was sitting on the coffee table right there, her legs open and her clamshell glistening. Jackson hesitated. It was his Mom after all. "Eat that pussy" his father told him. "Make her scream" So he did. She grabbed his head and buried him deep into her. He was almost gasping as he licked at fleshy mound as hard he could. Her legs gripped him tightly by the head as he licked and sucked on the gentle folds of flesh. The pussy he came out of. She moaned and rubbed his hair as he continued on, reaching down and rubbing her own clit as he ran his tongue along the inside of cunt. Then she moaned loudly, got wetter and smelled really funky. Not bad but funky. Jackson thought she might have orgasmed. When she let him go, David handed him a lit joint. "It's some fucked up shit, kid. Might as well enjoy it." People sucked him and kissed him and touched him. He had no complaints about it. He liked it. He squeezed all of their titties. Lips went around his stiff prick, sending jolts of pure pleasure to his brain. Jackson performing oral sex on his mother prompted another expression of wantonness. Alex fucked his mother. He mounted her doggy style and fucked her hard, laughing the whole time. As much as he didn't want to admit it, watching Alex, all lean muscle and definition, driving himself in to Lacy's purse was a turn on. Maybe he was a homo too, like Luke, because he thought Alex was hot. Then, maybe not, the girls were hot too. What did it matter? Jackson himself stuck his dick into Nicky and Marlena and orgasmed dry both times. Then Tara and another dry orgasm. Then as the rain pelted against the house, Jackson fucked his own sister. It is some fucked up shit. Normal people don't do that shit. But normal people don't live here. Jackson Crane had never gone to church in his entire life. He had no respect for law or for authority. He knew, as he fell asleep with the wind howling outside and the smell of sex inside, that he would be living every boy's greatest fantasy and he was happy as shit about it.