"Hey,
Jason, can you help me pee?" Lisa asked nonchalantly. "Your dad's out."
"Oh!"
said Jason, surprised. She hadn't asked for his help in two years, ever
since he started sleeping with Katy instead of her. She had helped him
now and then in a pinch, but she never wanted him to reciprocate.
"Sure!" he said.
In the bathroom, Lisa helped him first. Then
she mounted the high seat and spread her legs wide, tilting her pelvis
especially far forward to give him an easy angle for a lick.
Jason lowered his head and touched her pee hole as always. It was a
routine task for any boy or girl or man or woman.
However,
he hadn't gotten a look at Lisa between her legs for two years.
Everything was bigger and darker colored. She had pubic hair. And she
had that alluring smell that other big girls and women had. He wasn't
seeing and smelling and feeling anything new, it was just new on Lisa.
They
had been through a lot together when they were younger and had shared a
bed for four years. They had helped each other pee when they were sick,
or when they were angry or sad. They had licked each other when they
were feeling happy as best buddies and when they were grumpy or mad at
each other.
Lisa asked him again, and soon it became sort of
regular -- most of the time Katy and Jason helped each other and
Jason's father and Lisa did the same. But some of the time it was Lisa
and Jason.
After this had been going on for a couple weeks,
Jason felt something a little different when Lisa licked him. Typically
when a girl helped a boy, he held his limp penis near the tip and the
girl pressed tip of tongue against tip of penis and licked once, the
boy muttered OK, she withdrew her head and he peed into the toilet.
This time Lisa flattened her tongue against his tip and gave two long
licks instead of one short one. That distracted him and kept his pee
from flowing right away, and she gave the usual tip-to-tip touch and he
could pee as usual.
It also made his pulse quicken. Was Lisa
coming on to him? And if so, how did he feel? He felt excited! When
Lisa mounted the toilet and Jason zoomed in, he didn't touch her pee
hole. Instead he tentatively licked her clitoris once. Lisa didn't
object -- she sighed. So he licked it again -- and again. She told him
not to press quite so hard. Lisa gasped and moaned, and he kept
licking. Within a minute she gave a bigger moan and a breathless
"Jason!" He had licked a girl to orgasm for the first time! As he
lifted his head, he saw that her vaginal lips were engorged and slick
with fluid. Lisa lay back on the toilet gasping and smiling at her
buddy.
Jason's penis was understandably very erect within his pants. "Can I do
that for you now?" she asked.
"I guess... Unless..." He glanced down between her legs at her pussy
lips.
"You want to?" Lisa asked with excitement.
"Yes!"
Lisa skipped her chance to actually pee, rose quickly and pulled
herself together.
"Which room?" she asked.
"Mine, unless..."
"What?"
"Would you maybe like to go out where you saw me and Katy the first
time?"
Lisa
thought just a moment, then smiled and nodded. They gathered a picnic
blanket and headed out to the secluded spot in the thicket. Without a
word they both quickly stripped. Lisa lay back on the blanket and
enjoyed Jason's look of lust and admiration as his eyes scanned up and
down her body. She enjoyed the look of his adolescent male body too,
but especially that penis that stuck out so prominently, very straight
and very hard.
Jason lowered his head to hers and they kissed
briefly, but he broke away -- something wasn't quite right about that.
His next stop was her right breast and he began licking. After a few
seconds, Lisa pushed his head up gently and said, "That's nice, but I'd
really like, you know, the real thing," she said, looking down at his
penis.
As he started maneuvering into position, she added, "I am a virgin."
Jason
would have guessed that, but he wasn't totally sure. They both knew
that Lisa had started taking the pill with her first period, as all
girls did.
"So..." he said, rolling on top of her. "What should I do different?"
"I don't know. Just shove it in, I guess." They both laughed at that.
He worked his erect and bulging penis tip to her opening and pushed. It
didn't give way like Katy's did. Lisa winced.
"You OK?" he asked.
"I don't know. It's supposed to hurt, right? I'm certainly wet enough!"
He pressed again and she stiffened under him.
"Should I stop?" Jason asked, praying her answer would be no.
"No, just shove!" she said.
Jason shoved hard, heard Lisa stifle a cry and felt his penis tear
through something.
Lisa winced and contorted her face, eyes open wide and occasionally
blinking.
"I'm sorry!" he said. "Should I stop?"
"No!" she said. "Do it to me."
Jason began a slow in-and-out. Lisa kept wincing, and he slowed and
looked at her questioningly, but she shook her head.
"Fuck
me, Jason, fuck me and shoot all your sperm up my pussy!" she said
through her tears. After he started up again, she said quietly, "I've
always wanted to say that to someone." The force of each of Jason's
thrusts pushed her head upward a little more towards the edge of the
blanket. "To you, actually," she murmured.
Jason wasn't
following her conversation closely. For a moment he had thought
excitedly about what she had told him to do, and then he was just
thinking about how good it felt as he did it. Since she had already
come once and was in pain, he made it quick. Fifty quick little strokes
and he gave a big sigh as he convulsed, splatting his sperm up inside
his pee buddy Lisa.
She nudged him off, and they cleaned up the blood as best they could.
Lisa was sore for a week. When it was time to pee, she told Jason to do
the bare minimum and no more.
But
two days after their encounter in the woods, Lisa sucked on his penis
and he didn't stop her. She offered to bring him to orgasm that way,
and he was happy to let her try. She also wanted to experience for the
first time someone coming in her mouth. Neither of them knew how well
she did it as they had nothing to compare it to. But she did it well
enough to bring him to orgasm, and he felt an extra thrill as he saw
Lisa's mouth around his penis as his first shot fired into a different
body cavity. His satisfaction was marred when she started coughing and
gagging, leaving his cock alone in the air for its third spurt while
she spat into the toilet.
Once Lisa's vulva had healed, she and
Jason started doing it regularly. She learned how great it could feel,
soon coming as he was stroking in and out, without need for tongue or
fingers. They tried different positions.
Jason had his long and
intense sexual history with Katy, but this was his first time with a
girl with a mature body. It added a new dimension to his lust beyond
what he felt with Katy. And Lisa was special to him as a person too.
"Hi, Lisa, you wanna do it?" Jason said, walking into the room Lisa
still shared with Kelly one afternoon.
"No, not today," Lisa said.
"OK," said Jason, shrugging and turning to go.
"But I think we should talk."
"Talk about what?"
"Let's take a walk," she said. "Or better, let's go to the little
thicket."
When they were seated on the grass, she said, "I don't know if we
should do it any more."
"Why?" Jason asked. "Aren't you having a good time?"
"No, it feels great, that's not it," she said. "It's different. You
know how we never kiss?"
"Yeah," he said. "You want to kiss more?"
"No, and that's kind of the point. People who love each other kiss,
right?"
"I guess so."
"But we don't. Do you want to kiss me?"
Jason considered. "Not really, you're right."
"I wonder why I don't. I always thought I loved you," Lisa said.
"I figured you had a crush in the early days."
"It was more than a crush!"
"OK, whatever, I did know I was special to you."
"I used to dream of you as the dashing prince carrying me away on your
white horse."
Jason didn't answer.
"And
I was pretty mad when I got kicked out of your bed so poor little sick
Katy" -- she sneered as she said it -- "could have the place by your
side."
"You've always been kind to Katy," Jason said, a little surprised at
Lisa's tone.
"Well, I'm not quite as nice inside as you might think."
Jason
smiled. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Sometimes Katy wanted me to do it
and I just plain didn't feel like it. She could be bratty and bitchy.
Just because she had that awful disease didn't make her a saint."
"Have you told Katy this?" Lisa asked with a mischievous smile.
Jason rolled his eyes. "You won't tell, will you?"
"Course
not," Lisa said. "Anyway, I didn't like Katy kicking me out of your bed
and then getting you to fuck her too. I didn't want to do anything sexy
back then, but I didn't want you to be doing it with anybody else
either!"
"Yeah, I could see that. You know, it was fun
experimenting with Katy with sex at first, but then it became kind of
routine." He paused. "I would rather have still been sharing my bed
with you than her."
"Really?" Lisa said, touched.
"Yeah. I mean it's bad enough to hear, 'You don't feel like sex
tonight? Oh, don't mind me -- I'll just die'."
"She said that?"
"Not
like that, of course, but that was the idea. And she was just a kid, of
course, and she thinks like a kid and acts like a kid. I love her
dearly, but it was kind of tedious."
There was silence for a
while before Jason continued, "And if I could have chosen which little
immature girl to have sex with, it would have been you."
"Awww,"
said Lisa. "But that was then. Now I'm a mature girl and you're a
mature boy, and we're having this sex together, and it feels great. But
we don't want to kiss each other. Do you want to take walks and hold my
hand? Tell me you love me?"
"No," Jason admitted. "But I sure do like fucking you!"
"Right, me too!" Katy said with a laugh. "But it's just fucking, don't
you see?"
"What's wrong with fucking?"
"Nothing, nothing, but... I want to meet a boy who I do want to kiss.
To take long walks with and hold his hand."
Jason thought. "Yeah, I want that too, but why can't we just keep doing
it until one of us finds someone, then quit?"
"I don't think it quite works like that for me, somehow," Lisa said.
"OK," Jason shrugged. "I still have my little Katy."
"Maybe
it's kind of like we're brother and sister," Lisa said. "I started out
as outside the family, but then joined it. Brothers and sisters don't
fall in love that way, maybe."
"Hmmm. True, maybe. Katy's my sister too, though."
"You want to kiss her, hold her hand and walk with her on the beach?"
"No."
"So maybe brothers and sisters can fuck but they don't really fall in
love."
"Maybe."
Lisa rose and offered Jason her hand to pull him up.
That
wasn't the end of their sex, though. Lisa sometimes got just so horny
she couldn't resist, and Jason was happy to fulfill her carnal needs.
He didn't get horny in the same way, because he was doing it with Katy
every day. She wasn't a big girl, but it was still very satisfying.
Vicky was a classmate of Jason's. She was pretty but reserved.
One day Jason's usual school pee buddies weren't available, and he
asked Vicky.
When
she bent over to tongue his penis tip, she swirled her tongue all
around the outside of his tip before applying it to his pee hole. It
was a signal, no doubt about it.
When it was his turn to help
her, he just pushed against her pee hole, deliberately making sure his
tongue didn't wander anywhere else. He thought she looked a little
embarrassed as they were walking out of the bathroom.
He hadn't
thought of Vicky as girlfriend material. He had his eyes on Sarah and
Jackie -- both beyond his reach. But he began looking at Vicky
differently in light of her little flirtatious tongue swirl. Once she
caught him looking at her, and both looked away hurriedly.
"I gotta pee, Vicky," he said nonchalantly three days later. "Can you
do it?"
"OK," she said smoothly.
Once
they were in the bathroom, she pressed her tongue against his tip in
the most business-like fashion. When it was his turn to help her, he
touched her clit gently with his tongue. She shifted a little uneasily
but didn't say anything. He touched it again, and she took a deep
breath.
She was OK with the concept, apparently, so he set about
the execution. He used the technique on her he had learned to use with
Lisa.
Vicky breathed faster and sighed a few times. After a
minute, she shifted and said, "Thanks, Jason." She hadn't had an
orgasm, or at least not one he could detect -- it was impossible not to
detect Lisa's!
He gave her a quick, shy smile and went to press his tongue against her
pee hole.
Nothing came out right away, and Vicky said, "It's OK, I didn't really
have to go much -- I can wait."
The next day Vicky gave him a very businesslike penis press.
He started to lick her clit again, but Vicky said, "Not today, OK?" in
a kindly fashion.
As
the days went on, she asked him to help her pee, just as he asked her.
She never did anything more with her tongue on his penis, however. His
most tentative explorations on her clit were rejected.
He didn't
get what was going on. She had led him on, and accepted his lengthy
tongue job on her clit. But since then -- nothing. He really wanted
more.
Jason pushed his tongue gently against Vicky's pee hole.
"OK," she murmured after a second.
Jason didn't move his tongue, but put it flat against her.
"Jason! I said OK."
Still he didn't move.
"Jason,
Jason!" she said. Unable to hold it any longer, the pee surged out onto
Jason's tongue before falling into the toilet. It took only a few
seconds for her bladder to empty.
"Why did you do that?" she asked as her last few drops plopped into the
toilet.
Jason
raised his head to look at her, making a little face at the taste of
her urine. He shrugged as he put his head back between her legs to spit
into the toilet, working the pee taste out of his mouth with saliva.
He then looked up briefly to say, "Let me make it up to you," and with
that he was on her clit with a smooth, even stroke.
"Jason..."
Vicky said, with a tone of reservation. But it was not a rejection. She
said no more as she gave in to his smooth tongue action.
"Don't start so far down," she said urgently, then gave a happy moan as
he obeyed her wish.
After a minute of sighs and gasps, she said, "Faster, faster!"
Jason did just as she asked, and Vicky shuddered violently before
falling back onto the reclining toilet, gasping.
"Had fun?" Jason asked, smiling.
"Yeah,"
she said. Once she caught her breath, she looked at him for a few
seconds. "But what do you want? I don't want to just be giving each
other mouth jobs in the toilet." She reached behind her to flush,
though remaining on the toilet.
"Oh, no, I didn't want that," he said, flustered. "I wanted to be
more... Like your boyfriend, maybe?"
"Then why didn't you ask me to do something like take a walk?' she
asked.
"I dunno," he said. "Just never occurred to me." But as she mentioned
it, it did sound like a very good idea.
"Jeez," she said, rolling her eyes.
Jason's hard penis was evident in his pants, and he squirmed a little.
Vicky looked at the bulge. "Now, I suppose you want me to do the same
for you?"
"Oh, no, no need," Jason said, his tone making it plain he was sincere
but he would also like it very much.
"Show me," she said.
Jason pulled his pants and briefs down, while Vicky sat up to perch on
the edge of the toilet.
She
reached out and fondled his erection. She had seen plenty of erections
-- men but boys especially sometimes got them at inconvenient times,
including when a girl's head should be descending to unlock the guy's
pee. Vicky leaned forward and took it in her mouth, his whole tip and
another inch. She swirled her tip around, but after a few seconds
pulled her head back and looked at his penis with something less than
adoration.
"I can think of a place I'd rather have this," she said. "I mean, if
you wouldn't mind."
Jason
wasn't entirely sure what she meant at first, but as she lay back a
little on the toilet and spread her legs wide there was no mistaking
it. This girl might be quiet in public, but she sure had a feisty side!
He had heard of people having sex in bathrooms, but it was mostly a
joke, he thought.
"Here?"
"Why not?" she said.
"Have you done it in a bathroom before?"
"No, but how hard can it be?"
"I don't know," he said, leaning forward. "You sure about this?" he
asked once again. "Are you a virgin?"
"I've done it twice," she said, with an expression of distaste. "But I
like the idea of doing it here with you!"
It
was awkward to lean forward and get his cock into just the right
position. She giggled and he smiled as their first attempt left his
cock on her bellybutton and the second time six inches out from her
vaginal opening.
Then they found a way, and he surged into the
hot, wet, sweet pussy of Vicky, his new girlfriend -- she was, wasn't
she? No matter: fuck first, ask questions later.
The
configuration of their bodies wasn't exactly comfortable, and he didn't
have a very deep penetration. But the warmth, slickness and tight grip
of her vagina felt like heaven. She had already had one high-quality
orgasm, so he felt no need to hold back. "Oh, Vicky!" he moaned as he
pulsed his globs of semen up into her, his eyes shut and loins bathed
in golden pleasure.
It was not a position comfortable enough to linger in, so he disengaged
and stood unsteadily.
Vicky
looked down and said, "Very convenient for catching sperm," as she
watched a bit of his shallow ejaculation slide out of her and right
into the toilet bowl. But she stood up and they both reassembled their
clothing.
"Now, can we make a date?" she asked. "Some place other than the
bathroom?"
"Yeah, sure!" he said.
"Well, when?" she asked after a short silence.
"Ummm. Today after school?"
"That will be fine," she said.
Then
all at once her face was approaching his, then slowing as they looked
into each other's eyes, and then their lips met very briefly once --
then a second time for a little longer, then a third time that went on
for some while.
It was thrilling. Lisa was right, Jason thought.
This was totally different from kissing his sisters, biological or
adopted. This had the potential to be something wonderful in a
different way.
"You're still
doing it to her?" Vicky asked, surprised. Everyone at school knew of
Jason's successful effort to save Katy's life. But he and Katy didn't
publicize how their relationship continued past her apparent cure.
He
had explained the situation with Lisa and vowed to give her up totally
-- even if she came to him pleading severe horniness. But Katy was
different.
"No one knows what she needs. She wanted to keep doing it, and so did
I."
"So would you give her up for me?"
"Sure, I guess..."
"You guess?"
"It's complicated, OK? Give me a sec to figure it out."
They walked on a hundred yards, holding hands. Then Jason began,
stopping now and then to collect his thoughts.
"I
grew up thinking my baby sister was going to die. And then she nudged
me into doing this crazy thing with sex, even though neither of us was
near puberty. And we kept doing it, day after day, month after month. I
still thought she was going to die, if I was honest about it. Then she
started getting it. My mom told me to stop doing it with her, that it
was too late, that I was noble for having tried, and so forth. And I
felt deep down she was right. But I didn't stop. I did it more often
than ever. And then since then... It's not that I love her, or not in a
way that has to do with you... It doesn't compete with you. But it's
been a part of our relationship -- a big part. So we keep doing it.
It's hard to imagine going up to Katy and saying we can't do it any
more."
"So are you and she going to keep doing it your whole lives?"
"No,
I don't think so." He stopped and looked at her. "Vicky, I didn't say I
wouldn't do it, I just said it wouldn't be easy, OK?"
They walked on in silence.
"What's it like when you do it with Katy?" she asked.
"What's it like?"
"I mean, who does what when, what position, that kind of thing."
"Oh, hmmm. I wonder if it's fair to Katy for me to just say."
"OK," Vicky said. "Would you say if Katy said it was all right?"
"Sure," Jason said immediately, and Vicky's spirits lifted a little.
"If you asked Katy's permission and she said no, would you just never
tell me?"
"It is kind of private, don't you think?"
Vicky
thought a bit, and then her anger rose. "You're telling me that it
doesn't compete with me at all, but if it's still this secret thing, it
feels like it competes. It was just therapy, right? You saved her life,
and then you can't tell what it's like because it might hurt her
delicate little feelings? Ruin her reputation?"
Jason grinned.
"You're right, I guess. OK, we're both naked from the waist down. She
fondles herself for maybe a minute before we start, so she's wet. I get
hard looking at her and thinking of what's to come. Then I roll over
onto her, tab goes into slot and we fuck away. It takes anywhere from
ten seconds to a couple minutes. I come, lie down and hug her, then we
roll over and say good night. How's that?"
Jason realized that
he wasn't quite telling the truth about the past, but he was telling
the truth about the future. His sex with Katy had been a mix of
charity, brotherly love, plain old sex, and who knew what else. Maybe a
little romantic love too. With Vicky in the picture, what should happen
with Katy got clearer to him. No more kisses on the lips. They could
lie and hug, but only side-by-side after his penis was out of her.
As the days went by, Vicky found she still couldn't accept Jason doing
it with Katy. Jason had to choose.
He chose, but he was dreading this conversation with Katy.
"We have to talk," he said.
"OK."
"You know how Vicky's my girlfriend."
"Yup."
"And you know that sometimes boyfriends and girlfriends have sex,
right?"
"Sure, like us."
"And you know how sometimes people only want to have one other person
they're having sex with?"
"Yup. And we still do it because we're special," she said.
"Yeah. But Vicky doesn't really think of it as so special and
different."
"Oh." Long pause. "So you're saying we shouldn't have sex any more?"
"Umm. I really like you a lot, and I've loved our times together, but
we are brother and sister, right?"
"Yup."
"So, um, how would you feel about it?"
"Fine."
"Fine?"
"Lately it's nice but it's not nice. I mean I like it, but then there's
part of me that doesn't like it."
"Oh." Could it be that simple?
"I didn't want to say anything cuz I know you like it so much."
"Oh." Katy had been doing it as a favor to him?
"And I didn't want to make you mad. And I like sleeping beside you."
"We can still sleep together, sure!"
And just like that, he and Katy stopped being lovers. He called Vicky
right away to tell her the news.
That
night Jason slid in next to the warm, soft Katy, asleep and exuding
that indescribable smell of sleeping child. Except tonight he wasn't
going to wake her up because they weren't going to have sex. His
erection grew anyway. It didn't subside, and he was obsessed with how
it would feel to slide into her once more. He tossed and turned, then
stumbled into the bathroom to jerk off. He figured that with his sexual
energy relieved he would have no problem falling asleep. But it didn't
work that way. He still wanted her.
He reflected -- though it
was hard to think with his wonderful little lover so soft and warm
beside him. He had known he enjoyed his sex with Katy, but in talking
with Vicky had he hidden behind the need not to upset Katy? Maybe, but
if so at least it wasn't conscious. Now he found that Katy was doing it
for him. He was the one who missed it. He missed it so much he couldn't
stand falling asleep next to the girl without screwing her first!
Finally he fell asleep.
"I'm fixing it up so I can sleep here. I want more independence, want
to get away from all those girls."
Jason
was in the old rec room in the basement, a small finished space that
they hadn't used in years. It had accumulated a fair amount of junk.
"Oh, what about Katy?"
"We both agreed we've outgrown that now. And with Vicky, she didn't
really like me sleeping with my sister too."
"I
wondered how long she'd put up with that," his mother said, smiling.
"You're our son, though," she said. "I hate to see you in the basement.
It should really be Lisa who moves down here, and Katy move back in
with Kelly."
"No, that's not right. Lisa is one of us. Besides,
I really do want some independence. Vicky might even want to sleep over
sometimes."
"Oh, yeah, I can see that," said his mother.
So
Jason moved to the basement. It was a little damp, but he didn't mind.
He had his own bed. He could forget about Katy when he was trying to
sleep.
The logical arrangement upstairs was for Lisa to move
into Jason's room while Katy moved back in with her twin. But Lisa was
still aware of being a guest in the house and was very reluctant to
claim a private room for herself. Katy didn't want to stay in Jason's
room by herself. Ultimately it was Kelly who moved into Jason's room.
She'd never had a room to herself before and was excited at the
prospect.
The first night of the new arrangement, Lisa was
surprised to feel Katy crawling into her bed. "I'm lonely. You mind?"
was all she said.
"No, I guess not," Lisa said, not immediately clear how she felt about
it. But she soon realized she didn't mind at all.
And
just like that Katy began sharing a bed with Lisa. But that didn't make
sense, because they had twin beds, while Lisa had a double bed to
herself. So Kelly moved back into her original room, Lisa moved into
Jason's old room, and Katy kept some of her stuff in Kelly's room but
always slept with Lisa. The two girls who had each spent years sharing
Jason's bed now shared it with each other. Katy especially enjoyed the
familiarity of another warm person in bed with her.
They all
joked that now Jason couldn't in a weak moment slip into his former
lover's bed -- either one of them -- and ask for just one more time. It
was less of a joke than Jason wanted to admit.
There were four female pee holes in the house, and only two male
tongues, so Jason stayed plenty busy in that department.
Once
Lisa mentioned while she was peeing just how sexually frustrated she
was. Jason lowered his head again and gave Lisa's clit a few strokes,
intending it as a joke. But Lisa's urgent sighs were so compelling that
he kept going. He gave her little pleasure organ his most loving
attention, bringing her to the sort of massive orgasm she never
achieved by herself. And so from time to time she mentioned her
frustration and Jason relieved it. They didn't share this little side
activity with Vicky. It wasn't really sex, it was just helping someone
pee. At least that's what they told themselves.
Jason and Vicky
broke up, but from then on he had some girlfriend or other his own age.
A couple times when he was between girlfriends and under no obligation
to be true to anyone, he and Lisa slept together again, and she got the
ecstasy of the complete sex act, naked and between the sheets with a
boy she loved -- even if it wasn't the kind of love either of them was
really looking for.
Katy snuggled with Jason during the day
sometimes. Jason didn't find that frustrating, and he enjoyed it very
much. Long after their sexual relationship was gone, Katy and Jason
retained the closest bond. She had asked him to do a foreign and
forbidden act to save her life, he had done it -- over and over and
over again -- and against all odds it had worked.
"Yes, sweetheart? How are all those wedding details coming?"
"They're fine, no problem. Warren and I seem to work things out pretty
well."
"That's a good sign for your marriage."
"I thought so... Daddy, I wanted to ask you something, and I'm really
nervous. I love you a whole lot, you know that?"
"Aww, sure, honey. I know that."
"And you've been a wonderful father to me."
"I've done what any dad would do."
She took his hand and looked into his eyes. "And I always assumed you'd
walk me down the aisle when I got married."
"Well, that's the usual thing."
"But there's someone else I want to give me away."
"Who?"
"Can you guess?"
It didn't take John long. "Jason?"
Katy gave him a big smile. "Would you mind?"
A tear came to John's eye, but he said, "No, of course not, honey. I
think that makes a lot of sense."
The day of the ceremony arrived.
John
walked his daughter Katy halfway down the aisle. Katy kissed him on the
cheek and gave him a big smile, then slipped her arm into Jason's.
Brother and sister beamed at each other, then he walked her the rest of
the way.
The plan was that she would give him a kiss as they approached the
minister and then he would hand her to Warren.
Katy
turned to him and kissed him not on the cheek, but the lips. As he
gently pulled back, Katy held his head and kissed him again on the
lips. Then she kissed him a third time, and didn't break the kiss.
After ten seconds the crowd rustled.
Jason felt a little uncomfortable, but decided he was not going to pull
away as long as his sister wanted to kiss him.
At
twenty seconds, Clara whispered from her position of honor, "Katy?" The
whisper turned to hiss. "Katy!" John had taken his seat beside his
wife, and now put his hand gently on her arm as he smiled.
Warren
seemed totally at ease. First he smiled, then turned to the assembled
guests and shrugged his shoulders, causing some giggles.
Jason's
wife Vicky rose -- yes, Vicky. Sometimes you discover that your first
one was best after all. Vicky turned to face the assembled crowd,
frowning, crossing her arms and tapping her foot, leading to some
outright laughter.
Katy kept kissing her brother with loving intensity.
Then
Vicky walked over purposefully to Warren, grabbed the young man's head
and brought it to her face for a long kiss. Warren's eyes were wide
with surprise, and he backed away, but Vicky would not be deterred.
The
crowd erupted in open laughter. Katy finally broke away from her
brother. When she saw Vicky and Warren she started laughing harder than
anyone, and Vicky broke her kiss with Warren.
Katy then gave Vicky a long, hard hug, both of them smiling with tears
in their eyes.
Lisa
rose from her seat, also in the front row, and batted her eyelashes at
Jason, who gave her a big smile -- but also a friendly dismissive wave.
He then pried Vicky away from Katy and pulled her into a long, hard
kiss of his own.
Katy turned to Warren and brought him to her.
The two gazed into each other's eyes for several seconds, then they
kissed each other very gently. But Katy's approach to the second kiss
was not so gentle, and it looked like Katy's passion was building.
The
minister cleared his throat. "I do charge extra for presiding at the
consummation of the marriage," he said. Then looking at Vicky and
Jason, he said, "and for two couples... I'd have to look that one up in
the regulations!"
That brought a roar of laughter. Both couples disengaged and when the
mirth was under control they proceeded with the ceremony.
Of
course the vows included the standard solemn phrase about helping the
other to pee regardless of sickness, health, or foul mood.