Charlie Savage
by Daddy's Boy and Brother Ted

This story describes a very strange family. In this story there will be lies, deceit, murderous intentions, and a lot of sex. This story contains scenes depicting both homosexual and heterosexual sex scenes. This story features a chemical that doesn't exist in reality. The story describes sexual relationships and acts between males and females of various ages and even incestuous acts. If you are offended by this, don't read the story. This story may be long, but I'm not promising anything. I do promise to update it as much as possible. I would like to hear what you all think of this story, but please don't make requests. The story is finished by the time the first chapter is posted to any site.

I'd also like to introduce the writing of my brother, Ted. He wrote parts of this story with me, so he gets at least half the credit. I'd like to take this time to thank Kandor259 for editing the story and at least trying to make us sound like we know what we're writing about. Go to https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html and donate to Nifty to keep the site free and give us all something to read.

Note to reader:

Any and all big-time fancy words you find in this chapter all come from the brain of Brother Ted. If he's wrong, please let me know, so I can get a laugh at his expence.

Charlie Savage
Chapter 7

At school the next day, I found out just what my little chat with the members of the football team had done. They flanked Jack and Rick all day long. It seemed that they would respond to anything that was said about either of them no matter if I was around at the time or not. I also put my plan for Adam Vance into full swing. He was in my first-hour class. I simply looked him in the eye and told him he was friends with me and all of my friends now. His pupils dilated and returned to normal. Then he smiled. He asked how my weekend had been. I told him we'd missed him over the weekend. He promised to be with us next weekend. So far, so good.

We were gearing up for final exams. I told Adam that the group would alternate study nights in each of our houses. He offered his first, and I smiled. Now all I had to do was tell the group that we were studying at Adam's on Wednesday. I could put my plan for Adam in motion as soon as we got there. I just hoped that Mark was there when we arrived. I told Adam to tell his parents that five boys would be descending on their home Wednesday after school to study for finals. He got a kick out of that. Then he asked me who the other four were. I told him that Jack, Rick, Jason, and Eric would be with us when we arrived at Adam's house on Wednesday. Then I told him to sit with us at lunch. He smiled at this.

Looking directly at him, I found that Jackson had been right about Adam. He would be a very good looking boy once the acne was cleared up and he lost about ten to fifteen pounds. Of course, he also needed to wear other colors besides black as well. I had my work cut out for me with this one. I introduced him to John Stice from the football team. I looked them both in the eye and told them that Adam needed to get in shape. John recruited the help of Max Trenton and Larry Fish for this little project. He told Adam that he would do what they told him and they'd have him tonight and Sunday night this week. They'd work with him Monday, Wednesday, and Friday after finals were taken. I looked Adam in the eye and told him to do what they told him to do. He told me he'd be their faithful student.

At lunch that day, Adam sat with us. The football team chose tables around us, and they barked at people who snickered at Jack and Rick. I was surprised that it didn't take more talking with Raina, Laura, and Jason when I sat down with not just Adam but Jack and Rick. No one said anything when Rick sat next to Eric and Jackson sat on my other side. Adam sat on my right. We talked like they'd been with us the whole time. Everyone talked about finals. Raina and Laura were studying with Laura's older sister. I told Jason that he was studying with us. That's when I told the group that the boys were all heading for Adam's house on Wednesday. I told them we would be at my house on Thursday, Eric's on Friday, and Jason's on Saturday. Sunday we'd study on our own. They liked that.

Adam didn't even bat an eye when I requested that Mark be home on Wednesday afternoon. I told him that Eric's brother, Trevor would be coming with us. The older boys could help us study if we needed help. Otherwise, they would be on snacks and drink detail. that would save his parents from catering to our needs. He liked that idea. Now I just had to talk to Trevor. That was accomplished that evening when Mike, Trevor, and Eric came to our house for dinner. I told Trevor what we were up to, and he smiled really big. Mike said he couldn't believe how quickly I had set all of that up. I told him that Adam didn't have friends, and I had given him a group of them. I also said that I had suggested that Trevor and Mark be there to help us if we needed it and to be on snack and soda detail to keep Mark and Adam's parents from having to cater to us. I told them that when we were in this house and Mike's we'd do the same thing. I told my father it was so that we didn't bug the maids. He laughed at that and thanked me for being so proactive with my thinking.

It turned out that it was easy to get Mark and Trevor together. I found out that Mark was actually gay. He'd seen Trevor around but had not figured out that Trevor was gay, too. I looked him in the eye and told him that he and Trevor were hot for each other. I didn't say that they were in love because I didn't think that was fair to either of them. It worked out anyway. Twice we had to remind them that they were with us to help out when they'd snuck off to make out. Adam's parents were really happy that Adam had friends over, and they were thrilled that Mark and Trevor were taking care of us instead of them.

We got down to studying once all of that was worked out. We spread out our books and got down to equations, formulas, vocabulary, translation, and everything else we had to know for Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday of next week. The school year was nearly over. Finals were the first three days of the next week. Grades would be posted on Friday. Prom was Saturday and Graduation was the following Saturday, which was also the day before my birthday. I invited all of the guys, Mark and Trevor included to my birthday party. Now I just had to get my dad to set up the party. I decided that I'd have the party at the Fun Stop. They had laser tag, paintball, go-karts, and video games galore. There were also half pipes and a whole skate park behind the building for the skateboarders and inline skaters. None of my group wanted anything to do with that, but the party would be cool with so much to do.

When we broke from studying, I gave Adam the products for acne. He told me that his mom was planning to buy them for him when she got paid. I told him not to worry about it. Mark told him how to use them. It turned out that Mark had been afflicted with acne when he was younger, and these products were what he had used to get rid of it. He talked to Adam about foods to avoid and how often to use the product, washing his face, and general maintenance. It turned out that this part of Operation Adam was firmly in the hands of his brother.

Then on Thursday, Jackson slipped and called me babe in front of a senior named Kevin Long. He was a good looking boy who wasn't a member of any of the school teams as far as I knew. He called us fags, and I looked him in the eye and told him that he was a fag, too. I told him that he was so into me and Jackson that he would do what we told him to do. He told me he would be whatever I wanted him to be once his pupils returned to normal. Fortunately, Jackson hadn't heard him call us fags, so I didn't have damage control to take care of where that was concerned. The group was a bit confused when Kevin sat with us at lunch, and his own group of friends were stunned. I quietly told Jackson that I thought I'd found our fuck buddy. He smiled really big when he looked Kevin over and agreed. It seemed we were now a trio. I didn't know what to think about that, but if we kept it pretty much quiet, no one would know anything was amiss.

Kevin Long was six-feet-tall with dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was physically fit, with what I'd call a swimmer's build. His muscles were there, but they were toned instead of defined. He had a nice bubble butt and his basket in his jeans was impressive, though I was sure I'd have very little to do with that part of his anatomy. Jackson could do what he wanted in that regard. Kevin was just going to be a fuck buddy. To me, he was just meat to fuck so far. I'd decide later when I got to know him if his status would change.

Grades were posted the next day, and my group was thrilled with theirs. I was second in my class, which wasn't new to me. Then Kevin was getting ready for prom, and I had to give him careful instructions. He wasn't to fuck his date, he was to have a good time, to tell his friends that he was hanging out with a new group, and to come straight to my house after prom. We'd take care of him after the dance. I spent prom night in my room with Jackson and Rick Epping, and Eric Anice. Mr. Hassan had made us snacks and given us drinks, while Ms. Ali had admonished us not to make a mess.

"So, what's with you guys and Kevin Long?" Eric asked as he pulled Rick into his lap while we sat on the floor.

"There is something that Jackson wanted that I refused to give him," I said. "So, we decided to find a boy who we could both get what Jackson wants from."

"What the hell did you want, Jackson?" Rick asked, looking confused.

"I wanted to fuck," he said. "Charlie fucks me, and it's so good, but I want to fuck from time to time. Charlie is an exclusive top, so we found Kevin Long."

"I just can't believe that you boys got Mr. Goodie Two-shoes, Kevin Long to be your third," Eric said. "He's a member of the Bible Club, a Boy Scout, on the swim team, and set to be Valedictorian at graduation."

"Well, he heard Jackson call me babe yesterday," I said. "He came to me and asked what it was all about. I told him what it was all about and noticed that he was hard in his pants. I told him that we could sort him out, and he smiled really big. He said that he'd known he couldn't be the only one and that Jackson and I are two of the best looking boys in the school. So, I carefully and quietly told him what Jackson and I were looking for. He said he'd fantasized about getting fucked for years, so he's in."

"Damn, Charlie," said Rick with a grin. "You just laid it all out for him? What if he'd balked?"

"Then the football team would have taken care of him," I said. "He'd have said the wrong thing about Jackson in front of them at one point or another, and they'd have set him straight."

"What's with the football team, anyway?" Rick asked. "One day they were sitting at tables surrounding us at lunch. Then they were barking at anyone who snickered or dared to say anything out of the way to Jack or Rick."

"Well, I had a private chat with a member of the football team," I said. "That person has asked that I protect his anonymity, so I'll call him Mr. Football. He said that he was molested by his uncle when he was twelve, and he'd been terrified that people would find out about it. I told him his secret was safe with me. He told me that he'd get the team to look after Jackson and Rick."

"Well, I for one am happy that they have our backs," said Rick as Eric wrapped his arms around him and held on tight.

"Me, too," said Jackson.

"And what about Adam Vance?" asked Eric. "What the hell are we doing with him?"

"Well, you know that your brother wanted Adam's older brother, Mark," I said. "I needed a way to get to Mark and talk to him about Trevor. It seemed the only way to do that was to befriend Adam. Then I decided that if I was going to be his friend, I needed to help him with his image a bit. The acne medicine that I bought for him will clear up his skin. Mark knows how he should use it, and what he should avoid to get rid of the acne once and for all. The football team is working out with him, and tomorrow, we'll take the boy shopping for more than black clothes."

"So, he's not the geek that everyone thought?" Rick asked.

"No," I said, ignoring the geek comment. "Adam had a scorching case of acne and bad eyes. Because of that, he dressed in black and tried to fly under the radar most of the time. Tommy Markham just made that impossible. Then he told me what he thought of Tommy, and I nearly choked on my tea."

"What did he tell you?" Jackson asked, looking at me.

"He said he wants Tommy sexually," I lied. "He said he wants him to be his fuck toy or something to that effect. I told him that once we got him out of black clothing and ready for the world, I'd help him with Tommy."

"You're going to bring Tommy Markham into our circle of friends?" Eric asked, eyes wide in alarm.

"Not exactly," I said with a smile. "Adam just wants to fuck his ass and his mouth from time to time. He can do that without the rest of us. I mean if he breaks Tommy, it might be fun for us to see from time to time. I'm not sure what will happen with Tommy."

"How are you going to do this?" Jackson asked.

"Easy," I said. "I have something on Tommy that would destroy him if it got out."

I didn't have anything on Tommy, and Kevin Long hadn't wanted to be our third, but I had to make them all believe that something was going on around them that had nothing to do with any sort of ability that I might have. Tommy Markham would submit to Adam Vance because I planned to look him in the eye and plant careful instructions in his tiny little lizard brain. They didn't need to know that, though. So, I'd come up with a story that would keep them happy. The alternative was unthinkable. I had to be very careful about how I used this ability around them from now on. Jackson and Rick had already noticed the eye thing.

"What do you have on Tommy?" Eric asked.

"Nope," I said, grinning. "I'm saving that for Tommy."

"You hate Tommy Markham, don't you?" Rick asked me, looking at me hard.

"Yes," I said. "He made my life a living hell for years. He tried to continue that by fucking my mother, so he could tell everyone that my own mother liked his dick and how pathetic it was that he'd fucked my mother with me and my father in the same house at the time. My mom was just stupid and videotaped the whole thing. Then my father found the memory card, and the rest is history. Tommy is a pariah at school, because of what happened. His status will change when people get over it and think about the fact that in a way, he was a victim. He wasn't, but that's not what they'll think. I have something on him that would cast him in the role of monster very quickly. If it got out, he'd not only be ruined at school, but the police would have some questions for him. He'd likely be arrested and branded a sexual predator."

"Damn," Eric said, looking at me with wide-eyed shock.

"That's all I have to say about Tommy right now," I said. "In the coming days, before school lets out for the summer, I plan to use what I have on Tommy to make him Adam's fuck toy. Kevin will be with us a lot, and he's already told me that he's been accepted at the local college. So, he'll be here for the next four years."

"What about when we all graduate?" Rick asked. "Are you and Eric going to want to go to the same schools as me and Jackson?"

"We have two more years to worry about that," I said. "Right now, I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. I do know that I don't want to be a chemist like my father. I'm good with math and science, but if I do go in that direction, I'm thinking more about teaching, or maybe doing some kind of thing with accounting. I don't know yet. Do any of you know what you want to be when you grow up?"

"I sure as hell don't," Eric said with a grin. "And I doubt that they have a class on video games."

"I wouldn't be so sure," Rick said with a grin. "I don't know what I wanna do, either."

"I want to be a counselor or a social worker," Jackson said quietly. "Rick and I can't be the only kids in the situation that we were in. The odds of that are infinitesimal. I want to help the kids who are in that situation or any situation that's close to what my brother and I have had to endure. I know that there might be a lot of schooling involved, but I know what I want to do."

"That's a laudable goal, but I think it will be a bit edacious when it comes to your life," I said carefully. "I mean the amount of time it would take to reach your goal."

"Are you saying I can't do it?" Jackson asked, turning to look at me.

"No," I said. "I just meant that it could be hard for you to breathe during all of that schooling. For example, you'd have less time to spend with Rick, Me, or anyone that isn't a part of your schooling."

"I guess I just didn't understand that word edacious," he said, grinning.

"Well, it literally means all-consuming," I said, grinning back at him.

"Well, we all got good grades thanks to your study ideas," Rick said, grinning at me. "I mean you go the best grades in most of our classes, but we did all get good grades."

"Charlie, how did you pull out an outstanding grade in Algebra?" Eric asked. "You argued with Dr. Vassel all of the time."

"Dr. Vassel is a charlatan," I said heatedly, remembering the conversations I'd had with the would-be doctor of mathematics. "He's a captious caitiff who constantly tries to circumscribe our education. I called him out on it all. He was all too happy to put down Rick's work and tell him he was wrong when he wasn't. All because he did the equations in his head. After I decried his teaching to the dean, I think he was a little afraid of me. When I found out that he wasn't actually a Doctor of anything, I think the dean was a bit afraid of what I would say. I worked hard, we all did, and this despicable man was going to castigate us for cheating when we were simply doing things in our head that he had to use reams of paper to do."

"Wow," said Jackson. "Tell us how you really feel about Dr. Vassel."

"First of all, could we stop calling him a doctor when he isn't one?" I asked. "I hate the man. Anyone who sits in his class probably hates the man. I just happened to do some digging and found out that he doesn't hold a doctorate. He doesn't even have a Master's. He's just a charlatan. He won't be employed by the high school next year, and I'd dare say the dean will do his homework when he hires the next Doctor of Mathematics."

Just then, there was a subtle knock at my bedroom door. Then Kevin came in. He looked at Rick and Eric and then his eyes fell on me and Jackson. He smiled. I had to admit that he was quite a sight in his tuxedo. He asked quickly about changing, and I told him to use the bathroom, pointing at the closed door next to my nightstand. He'd brought a bag with his clothes in it. He carried that into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Rick and Eric looked at us for a long moment without saying anything. I knew they had questions, but I wasn't about to say anything to them.

"He's here," Jackson said, snuggling closer to me.

"He sure is," I said.

"How exactly is that going to work with you guys?" Rick asked, broaching the question I was sure was on both of their minds.

"That's not for us to discuss with you," I said before Jackson could say a word. "We haven't discussed logistics with Kevin, yet. Give us a minute to confer with our new boyfriend before you start asking questions."

"Where are we all sleeping?" Eric asked, being a bit more diplomatic.

"You and Rick can sleep in here," I said. "I'll take Jackson and Kevin downstairs to the master suite sooner or later. It has a king-sized bed."

We were all quiet until Kevin came out of the bathroom with his tux draped carefully over his arm. He was now dressed in a white t-shirt and blue boxers with white pinstripes. On his feet were white socks. He looked adorable dressed that way, and I couldn't think of anything else about him. He asked for some hangers, so I got up and got them for him from my closet. We hung the tux in my closet. Then he joined me and Jack on the floor. We put him between us, and both of us leaned against him. He smiled from ear to ear and appeared to be the happiest boy we all knew.

"You guys really look together," Eric said as he appraised us from across the floor.

"Thank you," Kevin said, beaming at him. "I'm a lucky guy."

"Well, if this is what you want, then yes you are," Rick said, though he looked as if he wasn't so sure of what he'd said.

"So, are we done talking about Tommy Markham, Adam Vance, and the not so doctor Vassel?" Eric asked.

"I think we are done with Vassel," I said. "We need to figure out what time we're taking Adam shopping tomorrow."

"Who's paying for this shopping trip?" Rick asked.

"His parents," I said. "He has their credit card. I've been instructed to buy him a whole new wardrobe that isn't black. We're also taking him to his eye appointment."

"Eye appointment?" Eric asked.

"Yes," I said. "He's finally getting contact lenses."

"Do we all get a say in what he's buying?" Rick asked.

"No," I said. "You and Eric aren't going with us. I thought you two might like the be alone with each other for the day."

"We would, thank you," said Eric with a big grin. Rick took a moment and then grinned as big as his boyfriend.

"Jack and I will take Adam shopping and to his appointment," I said. Then I turned to Kevin. "Do you have things planned with your parents tomorrow?"

"No," he said, and he looked a bit sad. "My parents are off to see my sister graduate from college. They don't have much to do with me since my dad saw what I was looking at on the computer after you and I had our chat."

"I'm sorry about that," I said. "What about college?"

"Well, that's already paid for," he said. "I'll be going to college here, so I just have to find a place to live."

"We'll figure all of that out," Jack said softly.

"So, if you need someone to drive you around tomorrow, I'm your guy," Kevin said, beaming at me.

"I think we'll take you up on that," I said, smiling back at him.

"You guys are sickening," laughed Eric. "All smiles all the time."

"Shut up," Jack said, throwing a pillow at him.

"I suspect that Kevin is a bit nervous right now," I said. "Perhaps his smile is how he hides that fact."

"You'd be right," he said. "This whole situation is new to me. I've never had sex with anyone before in my life. Well, not willingly."

There it was again! I'd heard that phrase from Jackson and Rick, and now I was hearing it from Kevin. Was there someone else out there for me to take down for fucking little boys? I decided to stop this conversation before it could start. That was a conversation for me to have with Kevin alone, and maybe with Jack as well. I just slid my arm around Kevin's waist and he put his head on my shoulder for a moment. I held him a bit tighter to let him know that I was there for him. I mean, I was forcing him to do something he probably wouldn't have done on his own, and that was bad, but I couldn't stand for a sexual predator.

"Well, I don't want to be rude," I said, grinning at Eric and Rick. "But I need to take these two gentlemen downstairs to the master bedroom with me for the night."

They both stood and followed me out the door where I discovered Kevin's duffel bag. I picked that up and made my way down the hall to the stairs. They were right behind me as I descended the staircase and walked to the master suite. Once there, I quickly took off my boxers and my t-shirt. Jack followed suit and finally did as well. Seeing Kevin naked for the first time was something to see. He was a physically fit guy with toned muscles, a perfect all-over tan, and he had a respectable dick. I was happy to notice that even soft, mine was bigger.

I had placed some items in the nightstand drawer earlier when all of this had been worked out. I wanted this night to be as easy on Kevin as I could make it. He was a virgin after all. I sat down on the bed and beckoned for the guys to join me. Then Jack and I took turns kissing Kevin, and boy could Kevin kiss! He had both of us panting in very little time. Then we pushed him back onto the bed until he was lying flat. We both attacked his neck, his nipples, and took turns kissing him again. Then I let Jack take it from there. He took Kevin's erect dick into his hand and then lowered his head and took him into his mouth. Kevin jerked and hissed as Jack's mouth closed over the head of his dick.

"Mmm," he moaned.

"Easy, Jack," I prompted. "We want him to simmer, not cum."

Jack slowed down on his attack on Kevin's dick. I leaned forward and kissed Kevin once again. Then I sat back. He looked up at me with sex-fogged eyes, making me smile at him. He smiled back, but it was a lazy, half-smile. I got a kick out of seeing him like this. Then Jack sat up, and I knew that it was my turn to take over. His dick wasn't what I was after. I crawled down the bed and got between Kevin's legs. I was sure the boy thought I was going to suck his dick for him, but that wasn't what he was here for. His being on the receiving end of a blowjob was between him and Jack as far as that night was going to go. I lifted his legs and began to rim him. I ran my tongue around his hole for a few seconds before plunging into the center of it. He jerked when my tongue made contact with his tight rosebud. I teased and coaked until he relaxed and the hole loosened enough for me to get my tongue in there. Then he was panting and shaking as I ate him.

"Oh, my God!" he cried. "That's amazing."

"Easy, lover boy," I said, sitting up. "There's more to come."

"Is it going to hurt?" he asked, and there was fear in his eyes.

"Just do what I tell you to do," I said, looking him directly in the eyes. "Relax. That's the important part. You're going to love this, Kevin. You've got to push out like you're trying to shit when I tell you. You do that, and this will go as smoothly as I can make it go. I'm going to use fingers on you to open you up a bit. Then I'm going to put lubricant on my dick, and I'm going to slowly push it inside your ass."

"Okay," he said, and I watched as his pupils returned to normal.

"As soon as you're getting into it, you're going to suck Jack's dick," I told him.

"All right," he said.

I got the lubricant out of the nightstand drawer and lubricated my index finger. Then I ran the tip of that finger around his hole much like I had done with my tongue a bit earlier. Just like I had done with my tongue, I pushed that finger into his hole when it loosened back up. I sank it all the way into him and pulled it back. I twisted it around until he jumped. I felt the little nub in his ass that was his prostate, and that jump was what I was hoping for. I lubricated my middle finger and slowly pushed it inside of him. His eyes opened wide as I did so, but he settled down again as I started to use both of them to gently massage his prostate. Jack started to kiss him, and Kevin didn't even seem to notice when I lubed my ring finger and slowly pushed it into him beside my middle finger. I twisted and pulled at his hole with my three fingers, trying hard to separate them to open him up. When I was satisfied, I lubricated my dick. I moved forward, lining up. As I pulled my fingers out of his ass, I started to push my dick into his ass. I told him it was time to push out as I'd told him, and he did it. Before I knew it, I was two inches deep into his ass.

"How are you doing?" I asked him.

"Just fine," he said back.

I shoved a little more into him, but he didn't react. I shoved all the way into him and stayed still. He looked at me then. When I asked again how he was doing, he said he felt full. I asked if there had been any pain, and he said not too much. I started to pull back and push in again, tilting his pelvis until he jerked. Then I told Jack to gently put his dick in Kevin's mouth. Soon, I was fucking him for all he was worth, and he was nearly choking on Jack's dick. He was so tight that it was hard not to just let myself go over the edge and cum in him, but I managed by the skin of my teeth. Then, he started to shoot cum all over his stomach and chest. His sphincter tightened, and his anal walls convulsed around my dick, pulling the cum from my balls. Jack was moaning and gasping as he came in Kevin's mouth. I started to gasp and moan as I came in Kevin's ass. Then we were just a tangle of cummy, sweaty, and spent boys.

"Well," Jack said. "How was your first fuck?"

"Amazing," Kevin replied. "Are you as good at it as Charlie?"

"Don't know," Jack replied. "Give me a minute and I'll let you judge for yourself."

It wasn't very long before Jack had him up on his hands and knees. Then he entered him slowly, but I knew that Kevin's ass would still be open enough to take him. I got him to show me what he'd learned about sucking dick, and pretty soon we spit-roasted him in the center of the bed. He was moaning around my dick, and he somehow managed to take me all the way into his throat. I loved every minute of it, and judging from the look on Jack's face, he loved fucking almost as much as he loved getting fucked. We fucked like that for a while, but I was surprised when Jack said he wanted to switch after what I thought wasn't enough time. We switched places and Kevin moaned again as I entered him. I was a bit bigger and longer than Jack, so I understood that moan. He went right back to sucking Jack's dick, though. I knew he wasn't in too much distress. He didn't cum before either of us, but Jack took care of that by moving around and sucking his dick while my dick was still firmly in Kevin's ass. Kevin nearly howled when he came down Jack's throat. Then he went into the master bathroom to sit on the toilet and let the cum back out. Once that was taken care of, we climbed into the shower together, and Jack and I took turns washing Kevin from head to toe. Then Kevin washed us one at a time.

"Is it always going to be like this?" Kevin asked once we were dried and lying in bed together.

"Pretty much," I said. "We'll both fuck you, and if you want to do some fucking, I'm sure Jack will sort you out. I don't get fucked, so it won't ever be me. I will promise you this, though. We'll be as faithful to you as we can."

"Thank you," he said. "Tonight was amazing. I'm a little sore, but I'll be ready for another round eventually."

"Don't worry," I said. "We'll let your ass rest for a day or so. You'll probably be staying in the house with me and my dad for a while, and I won't fuck you without Jack."

"Can I sleep with you each night?" he asked.

"You can sleep in my bed every night," I said. "I won't always be in my bed, though."

"Where will you be?" he asked. Jack was being silent because he already knew the answers to Kevin's questions.

"I'll be in bed with my father from time to time," I said.

"You have sex with your father?" Kevin asked, raising in the bed to look at me.

"Yes," I said. "Do you have a problem with it?"

"Not if he's not forcing you," he said.

"He's not," I said. Then decided that now was as good a time as any to find out what he'd meant earlier. "Did someone force you?"

"I was six," he said. "Two older boys from next door to where we lived at the time made me suck their dicks. They were like fourteen and fifteen. They were brothers. I never told anyone, and they died when their house burned down a year after we moved from that house to the one we live in now, so it wasn't like they were going to talk."

"Well, we won't force you to do anything you don't want to do," I said, although technically I was already forcing him to do things he didn't want to do. He just didn't know he didn't want to do the things he was doing.

"Thanks," he said. "I will only have sex with you guys."

"We know," said Jack. "We need to sleep. It's getting late."