Date: Fri, 8 May 2015 06:37:31 -0700 From: odanny dannyo Subject: Thank God for title 19 This story is not for all, it contains an individual from the DD population,, they are granted as many rights as you have TITLE 19 The federal government gave all impaired children all the rights and privileges to be treated as functional individuals, to be allowed all the freedoms and excesses any individuals and in this case adults can have/learn when they reach legal age Knowing that is the only reason I have embellished this story, from another writer; I did not think he was a bad story teller, I just felt the need to make it more "fun", more "graphic". I do not think his portion was truth, and I know my addition is pure fiction, and therefore covered by the Supreme Court's ruling dealing with creative endeavors. Posted by Marco on August 15, 19100 at 08:45:31: I thought I would share a story with you guys. I have a retarded brother, some 8 years older than me. When I was 12 I came home from school early one day and went down to the den to let my Dad know I was home. Before I got there I heard some weird groaning noises so I crept up to the door to find out what it was. My dad worked from home, so I assumed he was shifting furniture or something physical. I couldn't believe what I saw. My brother Chris was lying across a table wearing just a shirt and my dad was not only plugging his ass, but beating him off at the same time. I had just started taking sex ed and I had learned about masturbation,, though all I ever got was this wild "feeling" throughout my body,, it was wild, I learned that it was called a dry orgasm I also heard the older guys making fun of gay guys and saying how they took it up the ass and that they sucked dick too. I mean how bad can "gay" be if you see your Dad and brother doing that kind of stuff. Chris was rolling his head from side to side and making a kind of howling noise, but not out of pain or fear or anything like that. He really seemed to be enjoying it. My dad was just holding Chris's legs up and ploughing into his ass. It seemed like Chris was pushing back each time Dad pushed forward. I got the impression that they had done this a lot before. It seemed to be so natural to them. I was really afraid that my dad would see me or sense me there, so I moved back and just peeped thru the hinges crack. Dad began to really go to town on my brother's ass, grinding his pelvis up against his cheeks and moaning loudly. Chris doesn't speak, but we can understand what he wants fairly well. He sure gave the impression he wanted my dad! He was just staring up to the ceiling with his tongue rolling in and out of his mouth, making grunting noises and holding my Dad's head. I had seen Chris naked before, but I had never seen him with a stiff cock. I could see it sticking up to his navel. It was real thick and a lot longer than mine. But then again he was older. All the guys in our family are uncut and I could see his foreskin retracted right back off the purple head. There was a lot of stuff (from sex-ed, I knew what it was) guys with skin make more of it than guys who are cut, it's called pre-cum and it was all over his dick, so much of it that it was on Dad's hand too.. I was mesmerized by the hypnotic pounding, but suddenly, my dad roared out, making me jump at the loudness of it. He froze as he made a final thrust up my bro's asshole. I knew l about cumming, so I knew that's what my dad had just done. But he kept working on Chris's dick, that part made me wish my Dad was doing it to me. When Chris came he shot so much and so high, it went everywhere from his hair to his chest to his belly. Dad leaned down and sucked on Chris's nuts, like it was some kind of reward, but I couldn't tell whose reward it really was. From Chris's nuts Dad licked up the sides of Chris's cock kind of like he was cleaning him. Dad didn't stop there, he continued up his belly and then licked all the cum he could from Chris's face. He reached for a towel to wipe them up. I knew I couldn't stay any longer so I ran up to my room - difficult with a throbbing hard on in my pants! (no matter the size of it) I shut the door and frantically tore down my pants to jerk off, well jerking till I got my "feeling" after about ten strokes. My mind went wild with imagining things, things I could get Chris to do for me, and maybe even from my Dad. Chris would sometimes have wild crazy nights tossing and turning making lots of commotion, it usually woke the whole house up. When I got through with my tingling and knowing that Dad and Chris were back together, clothed, I mean. I went downstairs to the den, Dad was doing paperwork, and Chris was watching something on the TV. Dad and I talked about nothing much but I noticed he looked tired, and not from fucking. Chris had a bad night last night and Dad and Mom were up it seemed all night trying to comfort him. THEN it hit me, I told Dad how tired he looked and that maybe I was getting old enough to help out with Chris. I told him we could move Chris into my bedroom and then I could take care of him in the middle of the night. Dad kind of looked at me with some kind of wonderment, and I sure enough thought he knew I saw them, but it wasn't that. Dad reached out and hugged me, maybe a strange hug, one of his hands was on the small of my back and the other on my ass, telling me how very thoughtful he thought I was. He said he and Mom would talk about it and let me know. Nothing was ever said by my dad, so I know he never heard me at the door. At dinner that night Mom and Dad talked it over and they agreed that it might be a relief for them. And after all it wasn't like it would be inconvenient, there were twin beds in my room. Chris didn't seem to be paying attention to what was going on, until Mom and Dad did that thing you do to little kids to make them excited. They told him he was going to be sleeping in his brother's room with him. I know he was only reacting to their forced excitement, to get him excited, and he did, he pissed his pants, sometimes that happens. AH, my first shot at doing my first good deed. I volunteered to take him upstairs and change him and even put him in his PJ's for the night. Mom and Dad just beamed, I took Chris's hand, funny I had never even touched my brother once. He was all smiles and grabbed at my hand, and up the stairs we went. Mom and Dad just elated over me helping out. We got up to Chris's room, and he just stood there looking down at his wet pants. I comforted him as best I could, and smiled, he smiled back. I took him by the hand again and led him into his bathroom. I removed his shirt and I kind of gazed at his chest, he had hair on it and that surprised me. I ran my hand in his chest hair and I touched his nipples, not with intent, it just happed. He made this little gurgling sound and I noticed his nipple had gotten hard. So I reached up with my other hand and actually played with the other one. This was something that he was enjoying, but he wasn't moving around or anything just enjoying the pleasure it must have been bringing to him. What I wanted to do was to suck on them,, but thought better of it. He is not allowed to wear belts and shit, in case he might get an urge and hurt himself. I just started soft talking, so that he knew everything was ok. He took my hand again and smiled a big ol' smile. I didn't want him to get scared because someone different than my parents were dressing or should I say undressing him. I touched his wet pants and smiled at him. Damn that must be uncomfortable for him, it was cold by then and I thought nasty. I called down to my Mom and asked her if she thought I should shower him. Well of course, he's nasty came the reply. I turned the water or to adjust the temp and then turned back towards Chris who was still smiling but other than that he was as limp as a noodle, his hands at his side, just limp kind of. I undressed him, no reaction at all; he just let me do it. I tested the water and it was just perfect so I undressed and moved him into the shower. He was definitely enjoying the water. He got good and wet and then I did. But I had to brush by him to get under the water, no I'm lying the shower would have held 6 people, Dad made sure it was large enough for someone other than Chris to be in there with him. But I didn't want him to be startled by being touched. Hell, I had never even touched him in my 12 years until tonight. I took the bar of soap from the wall and lathered up my hands and started the procedure. I started washing his shoulders and yet he still stood there like a lump. I thought his skin was so silky, I started to bone up,, it was nowhere near as big as he was soft. But hell he had no idea what was happening to me, he hardly knew what was happening to him. Except he peed again, I think we all do when we shower or tub. But I wasn't under the water then he was, he pissed all over me. I reached out and took his limp pissing cock and aimed it all over me. It was sick I know, but who would know? Even though I was holding his dick he didn't get hard, so that was cool. I washed his chest and this time I paid deliberate attention to his nipples. They got hard again, and I just played with them, him kind of cooing in pleasure. My Dad hollered through the closed bathroom doors to see if I was ok, and I told him yeah this is simple. I heard him leave and shut the bedroom door. With one hand I played with one of Chris's nipples and with the other, I picked up the hand held shower nozzle to rinse him off. We were nowhere done but I wanted to try something and the soap would have been in my way. As the soap ran down his stomach and over his dick it looked like he was pissing bubbles, and I laughed. I leaned in and took one of his nipples into my mouth and just sucked it. That seemed to bring all kinds of excitement to him he was shaking his hands back and forth as I sucked. Heck I had no idea about sucking nipples, but there I was doing it. Chris brought one of his hands up and started playing with my nipple, it hardened up right away,, ah this is what he was feeling. It never made me hard or anything, hell I was still hard from before. But, I did moan, and damned if he didn't too. It was time to get this shower over with so I lathered up my hands again and started down his stomach to his pubes and then to his cock, hell it was still soft. But just holding it gave me my "feeling". OH no I thought I have died and gone to heaven this was going to be fun. From his dick to his balls and then I rinsed him again. More bubble piss, and I kind of chuckled. When I washed his balls my hand kind of went behind his nuts and I thought I saw him chub up a bit. Back to the cleaning,, I did his legs all the way down to his feet, kneeling there in front of him. HIs dick never grew any more than that little chub. All of a sudden I went queer and stuck my tongue out and licked his dick. Nothing happened I didn't die he didn't plump up any more than it had earlier. When I took the spray nozzle and was rinsing him off, when the water hit behind his balls he chubbed up even more. DUHHHH now I get it, it is not his prick that he focuses on. I soap up my hands again, and this time I move behind him. Shoulders first and then down his back to his ass, golly I thought his ass is pretty no wonder Dad fucked it. I will too, I knew then, I just didn't know how yet. I didn't just wash his cheeks I kneaded them, it took both hands to do each cheek. I slid my hand down between his ass hole and his balls, and he slid back into me wiggling his ass. I know I'm getting close to the button now, I looked around him and he wasn't boned but close to it. One soapy hand up the crack of his ass and I could feel his hole. NOW he was moving back onto my finger, and it went right in. Wooo it was hot inside him, in my mind's eye I could see my Dad's dick sliding in and out of him, what a trip that must be for your dick. I finger fucked him a bit with one finger and they two, and THEN three of them. With my free hand I reached around and the motha was totally boned. So I stroked it for him. He kneeled down twisted and lay on his back legs up in the air. I got my "feeling" again, but I just finger fucked him; this is not what was pictured in my mind. I beat the hell out of his dick, his legs in the air, my three fingers working in and out his hole, he was moaning like a trouper I didn't know how to stop him, I only had two hands and I wanted to see him get off, it would be as if I did (cum myself). I switched hands and spun around till my ass was over his face and I pushed it down. His mouth finally quiet, my fingers just a flash in and out of his hole, my other hand was a blur beating his cock so fast. OH MY WORD, did he came all over my face, ugghh, I moved and he covered his belly with his cum, he was still cumming as I saw in my mind my Dad eat it. Before I even realized I had his cock covered with my mouth.. I could feel his dick twitching and squirting, I swallowed some of it,, I really don't know what I thought about the taste but it wasn't bad like. So I swallowed until it stopped. Then I had to deal with my covered face. I could feel right where the cum was, it was toasty warm, I wiped and I licked the more I did it the better it tasted to me. I got up, and stood over my brother guilt washed over me. I was a fucking pervert, I had sucked his cock and ate his cum, but my Dad ate it too, yeah but he didn't suck him. I composed myself as quickly as the guilt came over me. I looked at my brother laying there on the floor being splashed by the shower. Cum still puddled on his belly. I had never looked at my brother like this, no I don't mean laying on the floor. What I mean is I saw pleasure, not just for me, but I could see it on him too. He started to get up, and I waved a no to him. He just leaned back like I had instructed. I kneeled beneath his legs, and looked at his cock getting limper, the puddle on his stomach, I licked his cock, and moved up to the puddle and sucked it all up, I didn't swallow though, it felt strangely wonderful on my tongue. I wondered if my Dad had ever kissed him. I felt bad thinking he hadn't. I lay on top of him, skin to skin, I leaned down and put my lips to his. Clearly this was the first time for him, my Dad never even kissed him? He had fucked him, eaten his cum and never even kissed him. Chris's eyes were wide open, not in shock or fear just unknowingly. Well, I mean I have never really kissed someone like I see on TV, so maybe we were even? It seemed instinctively I put my mouth over his, his lips stayed closed and I pushed my tongue inside his mouth, and deposited his cum. That was something he didn't expect, but his mouth opened and he just swallowed what I had given him. And then his tongue was inside mine like he was searching for more cum. He actually touched me with his hands, gently on the sides of my face. Then I felt it, his cock was hard again, sticking up between my legs and I wanted to suck him some more, but wisdom took hold and I realized we had been in there too long. I got up and he did too, I finished my shower and we were out and in his room. I managed with some difficulty getting him into his PJ's, I wrapped a towel around me, took him by the hand and went to my room for my PJ's. I sat him on his new bed . He sat there smiling, I had never seen him smile so much in all my life. I got my PJ's out of the drawer; I let the towel drop and bent over, opps my butt to him. He reached out and actually touched my ass. Just a little touch, but there it was. We went downstairs and watched TV, he insisted that he sit next to me. We were all amazed; he had never shown this kind of affection with anyone. When I got up for a drink, he got up too and followed me. We all went to bed, he in his new bed, me with a new roommie , Mom and Dad relaxed, I hadn't seen that in so long. In the middle of the night Chris had whatever it was that he has. I jumped up and sat on the edge of his bed and held him. Mom and Dad came rushing in, Mom flushed, and I know I saw my Dad's woodie under his robe,, they must have been fucking. Chris was calm, Dad waved my mother out of the room, politely but it looked firmly. He knelt beside me holding Chris and his robe opened I plainly saw his dick, if he knew he didn't let on. His dick had to be going down at that point because I saw the skin covering the knob of his cock. I got off the bed and kneeled down holding Chris's head wiping the sweat from his forehead. I knew I was being sneaky as I moved my bare foot between my Dad's legs and back till it touched his cock. Dad cleared his throat, got up re-wrapped his robe around him tight. I turned around and I saw him put his hand into the pocket of the robe. The dude was trying to cover his prick. I turned back to Chris and Dad said goodnight and he was off. When I heard his bedroom door close, I kissed Chris again for the second time today. This time he didn't just touch my face he held on to it. Fucking perv that I was turning into I put my hand down his PJ's and he was rock hard. I motioned for him to stay where he was, I tiptoed out into the hall and down to my parents' bedroom. They were fucking I could tell. They would be at this a long time I thought. When I got back to our room, Chris had managed to get his PJ bottoms off and is legs were in the air. I had to literally push them down onto the bed. But his cock was still up in the air. So you guessed it, I just went down on him. His cock was as important to me as his ass was to my Dad. I sucked and sucked on him, it was as new a thing for him as it was for me. I managed to get the bottoms of my PJ's down. I sucked so long my jaw was aching, he was not going to cum like this, he just wasn't connecting. I pushed my hands under him and cupped his cheeks. At that point he almost started thrusting; he was starting to connect. I slipped a finger into his ass and that did it.. HE CAME, I DRANK, he came some more and I drank some more but I saved some of it. When he was through cumming, I climbed on top of him; I was going to kiss him again like in the shower. But this time his mouth was wide open tongue outstretched, his hands holding, not just touching; but holding my face. I was over his mouth and I just opened mine and let his cum drop into his mouth, he drank it down like water. Then I kissed him. My "feeling" came over me, much more intense than ever before and I had my very first wet climax. I pulled away from his face to look at what I had deposited on his belly, finally, finally just a twinge of guilt and I moved to lick it up, it was more watery than Chris's cum, but WOW it was my very own cum,, I bent over and sucked his stomach dry. When I was done I went back to our kiss. Contentedly, I think Chris feel asleep. I almost did and then I realized that if Dad came back to the room and saw that Chris didn't have his PJ's on it might mean trouble, I had planned on staying it the bed with him, and Dad would or might have thought that was ok, but Chris and I both naked from the waist down,, no THAT wouldn't be ok. It was difficult but I managed to get his and my bottoms on. The next morning, a Saturday, Dad came in to my or should I say our room and woke us. Dad looked at me quizzically and I knew it was because we were both in the same bed. I told him it was the only way he would be comforted. Dad seemed to accept it. Chris and I both undressed and dressed for the day, actually I did it for both of us. Though it was much easier than last night. Chris almost tried to help. Breakfast over, Mom out do to some weekly shopping, Dad to his den, and Chris and I watched a little TV. I went down, Chris in tow, to the den, and told Dad I was going over to a friend's house. NO FUCKING WAY, I was going out all right but I was going to the window in my Dad's den to watch what would happen. I had to pry Chris's hand from mine, but then I was out. Chris just sat on the floor. I got outside, pushed through the bushes and peeked into the window. Chris was sitting on the floor, legs outstretched and Dad stood up, undid his belt and dropped his pants. No underwear, that surprised me. His shoes still on, Dad stepped out of his pants that were down around his ankles and in front of Chris, man Dad had a real bonner on, and it was way bigger than Chris's. Chris just robotically lifted his legs up. Dad pulled the sweats off him. Dad was way hard but not Chris. Dad had this tube in his hands and he squeezed it and this stuff came out, Dad put some on his cock and it made it shine. Then Dad reached down and put some of the stuff on Chris's hole, and it looked like he pushed some of it inside Chris's hole. Now Chris was boning up. Dad got down on his knees between Chris's legs, stroked Chris's cock and held his own and guided it into that hot hole that I felt last night. I don't have to tell you, I was rock hard. I knew that Dad had cum yesterday with Chris and last night with Mom, I had guessed. This guy must have been some kind of fucking machine. As Dad pushed into Chris, I pushed into my sweats and both Dad and I started stroking, him my brother's hole and me on my pole,, I laughed at my own humor. I slid out from under the bushed and tip-toed into the house, down to the den. I had left the door wide open, and it still was open. For a moment I watched I could see Dad's ass muscles tighten and relax as he pumped. I could catch a bit of my Dad's balls every so often, nice! I thought. My pecker harder than ever making a tent in my sweats, and a wet spot from my new kind of "feelings". I noticed the pre-cum, that I hadn't noticed last night, but I realized it must have happen then too. I wanted to go into the room and just grab my Dad's balls and hold them as they made the cum that was about to end up in my brother's end. I didn't though; I simply walked in and stood beside my Dad. It scared the shit out of him. I saw Chris smile. Dad pulled out of Chris's hole, stood up and started stammering some kind of excuse. His cock went limp, mine didn't. I never said a word, just started to undress. I slipped out of my sneakers and started pulling the shirt over my head. When my shirt cleared my face I saw Dad starting to put his pants on. I don't know where the voice came from but it was strong and demanding, it was mine, telling my Dad NOT TO GET DRESSED. IN FACT TAKE YOUR SHIRT AND SHOES OFF! And if you are going to be all this perverted, take my brother's clothes off too. Why shouldn't we all be comfortable, and I pushed my sweats down. Dad stared right at my cock and began stammering again. That voice came out again... IF WE ARE ALL GOING TO BE PERVERTS, LET'S ALL BE COMFORTABLE. Dad stood over Chris and bent down to take Chris's shoes off. I saw Dad's hole it was hairy, I didn't notice last night if Chris's was. Dad moved up still astride my brother's body, bent over again, I could see the rock hard cock and my Dad's hole. I grabbed the lube and squired it on my fingertips, reached out and spread some on my Dad's hole, he bolted upright stammering again about what the hell was I doing. I asked him if Chris got to do to him what he was doing to my brother. He forcefully stated something about did I think he was queer or something. Queer? I asked, I saw what you did yesterday, eating his cum and shit I told him I guessed that was queer enough. I told him to stand in the middle of the room and I walked slowly around him and told him just stand there, and not to move. He did it, and I surprised myself at my own power. When I got behind him I made him bend over and when I saw his hole, I covered it with the lube. He tried to sound mean and said something about that wasn't going to happen. Maybe not by me at least not now, but Chris was going to get a shot at it. I thought I heard a NO WAY from him. Filled with power at this point, I made reference to the police, the state prison and how everyone there would use it. I pushed part of my finger into his hole and he flinched, but didn't stop me, he was really scared. I took his hand and brought it back to my hard pecker. His fingers wrapped around it, just so naturally, his had so big it covered the base of my pecker to well past the head of it. I reached forward around his hip and took hold of his limp prick. It was still slick, but still soft, so I massaged it, slowly it grew, I kissed the back of his neck and told him we were all going to have some fun, no not fun, let's all love on each other. He wasn't stammering any more, he was getting a full blown bone. I told him it was not as big as my brother's, and I turned to look at Chris, a perplexed look on his face. Dad turned too, you know what ? I asked. You don't have to let Chris fuck you. That's something I am going to do first, you can start out small and then take his. But you have to do everything I tell you to do or it's real trouble for you. He nodded his ascent. Chris's legs were down now. I told my Dad to kneel between his legs and suck his cock. I told him it was going to happen, that I had done it the night before, he looked bewildered. I told him that I watched him lick my brother clean yesterday, so I figured I could do it better and I took it directly from the source. My Dad kneeled between my brother's legs and just stared at me. So I stood astride Chris's chest. Dad still hadn't moved so the voice came out again. He opened it, but more like from being aghast than by command. I stepped forward and put my cock in his mouth, his lips just wrapped around my little pecker. In less than a minute I came, I held the back of his head until I felt him swallow. It felt spectacular. The feeling made me feel like I had a cock bigger than the both of them combined. I left it in his mouth and then I felt his tongue move out and while I was still hard in his mouth he licked my balls. I told him to go back to fucking Chris, now he just looked shocked. Like he couldn't, I just pointed at his hard cock, and we both knew that sucking me kept him hard. Dad went back to his pounding. I stepped aside and knelt beside them, I watched as Chris's cock grew hard again I watched as the skin around Chris's hole just kind of sucked his Dad's dick in. I was overcome with lust, and I started sucking Chris's cock for him, he came right away, I held it all in my mouth, I don't know how it felt like a quart, I raised myself up and sat on Chris's cock, not inside me just in the crack of my ass. Facing my Dad, with all the force I could muster I pulled his head towards me and I force kissed cum from my brother into my Dad. He started to wretch, and I pulled off, turned around, he was still fucking his other son and when I bent over to kiss my brother, I exposed my hole to my Dad. I squeezed my hole and relaxed it a couple of times. And my Dad was moaning so loud, looking at his baby son's hole feeling his eldest son's hole, and I gave Chris what was left of his cum in our kiss. Dad was getting wild with his pounding, I pulled away from Chris and had my father stop fucking and stand up, he was putty in my hand and we all knew it. When he stood I sucked him off. He popped in a flash. I smiled wickedly, and told Dad we would do it all again, soon. We were all smiling, which was kind of surprising, though I don't know why. That all was like baking a cake, but there had to be frosting on the cake, right? In my voice I simply stated KISS MY BROTHER LIKE YOU KISS MY MOM WHEN YOU FUCK HER. He never even hesitated he straddled my brother and bent over and deep kissed him. Chris's rod was still stiff, whatever was going through his head only he knows. But what was going through mine, I KNEW. I grabbed Chris's rock hard cock and rubbed in over my Dad's hole. Was it him that moaned or my brother, no, it was both of them, oh yeah this was all going to happen. Not now but it was going to happen. My Dad's cock was hard again, from kissing my brother I guessed, and so I moved to their heads and kissed my Dad, deeply and then Chris. We have to kiss more I told them both. Anytime! Anywhere! My Dad stated, I stood up, my back to my Dad bent over and told him KISS. I expected my ass but he went above and beyond and kissed my hole, then it turned into sucking it.. FUCK I CAME AGAIN, all over Chris's face and my Dad liked his face clean. So we all ate and kissed, my Dad asked me to lay down next to my brother, he laid on top of us but between us and told us that he loved us more than anything. He kissed us both and then we all tried kissing together. I get to play with Chris now every night, one night I forced my ass down over his pole, It hurt like a bitch, but when he got inside me he went wild and I couldn't stop him till he was done. Through the pain I felt the button.. shit, that's enough to make someone who was deaf dumb and blind happy! Sometimes now we do it to each other, I have learned what Dad did to my asshole was called rimming. Chris likes that a lot, and I give him as much pleasure as I can. Chris has learned to suck my dick, I won't let him suck my Dad. I will let him fuck him, though after I take Dad's cherry. But my ass, well, he won't have the pleasure Well guys that's all to the story, if you want more envision it in your minds.