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M+F, b+b, ped, cons
Billy
By Annie Teall

Chapter Two
Twister

Susan Landers was an attractive woman. Blonde and slender, she
often turned heads as she walked by. Her hair was currently
styled in a wedge. She had seen Dorothy Hamill ice skating on TV,
and found a picture of her in a magazine. Her hairdresser copied
it to a T. Susan knew that she was bangin. At the moment, she was
particularly horny. These days, she seemed perpetually aroused.
She had been folding clothes when she noticed the way the new
dryer vibrated. She leaned in and pressed her crotch against it.
“Mmm. That’s nice,” she sighed. The 31 year old stayed in that
position for a few minutes, and then pushed away. “I have things
to do.”

She believed that a weekly purging of the bowels brought about
good health. So, every Saturday she gave her boys an enema. Billy
and DJ didn’t like them at first, but gradually got used to them.
Billy seemed to actually like them lately. “Hmm. He’s awakening
sexually,” she thought. After DJ had voided, she called Billy to
the bathroom. The red bag was half filled and hanging from its
stand. “Strip down, honey, and face away from me.” The boy did as
instructed. He was on all fours, and was kind of glad he didn’t
have to look at his Mom. Lately, when she inserted the nozzle, he
would get a woody. This time was no exception.

Susan looked down at her son’s tight ass, and felt a stirring in
her loins. “God, I need to get fucked,” she thought. She lubed
the nozzle up and inserted it into Billy’s anus. The boy moaned
involuntarily. “Did that hurt?” “Yeah, a little,” lied Billy. 
The warm water was now flowing into his ass. “Let me change the
direction a little,” offered the Mom of 2. Billy’s cock was hard
as a brick and poking up his belly. From her position behind him,
she couldn’t see it, but when she changed the direction of the
nozzle, she saw her son’s balls tighten up.

Billy felt an odd sensation that he hadn’t felt before. The water
going into his ass felt so good. His balls tightened and cum
erupted from his hard, little member. It spattered onto the towel
beneath him. As the orgasm subsided, the boy became extremely
embarrassed. He had cum in front of his mother. “I’m sorry, Mom.
I didn’t mean it. That’s never happened before.” His face was a
bright red. She tried to console him, “Don’t worry, honey. It’s
completely natural. It was my fault. When I changed the direction
of the nozzle, I must have aimed it at your prostate gland.
That’s what triggered your,” she stammered, trying to find the
right word, “your release.”

Realizing his Mom was just as uncomfortable as he, he asked a
question, “What’s the prostate gland? Because that felt good.”
Glad for the interruption of the awkward silence, Susan replied,
“It’s a gland that only males have. Do you remember when we had
the talk about the birds and bees?” “Yeah.” “Well, the prostate
is part of your reproductive system. It created the stuff you
shot onto the towel.” “The bag is empty, so it’s time for you to
void.” She pulled the nozzle out, washed her hands, and left the
bathroom.

She had just witnessed her son having an orgasm. That she had
caused. She leaned against the wall and lifted the hem of her
dress. Her pussy was on fire. She called down the stairs, “Bob, I
need you. Come up to the bedroom.” “Shut the door, please.” He
shut the door and looked her inquisitively, “What’s up?”

“I need you inside me. Now! I’m so wet. Look.” She pulled her
panties off and undid his belt buckle. “Fuck me.” Bob didn’t need
to be asked again. He pushed her against the wall and entered
her. “God, you’re so wet. What got into you? You take some
Spanish Fly?” Their faces were close and she whispered, “That
feels so good, baby. Just fuck me. Oh! Ooh! Ah. When I was giving
Billy his enema, the water must have hit him in just the right
place, because he came all over the floor.” “Thing is, it made me
so horny. Oh yeah. Don’t stop.” He was fucking her hard.
Thrusting his big dick in and out of her tight pussy. “I’m gonna
give him another one tomorrow.” “You wanna watch him cum again?”
he grunted as the intensity of their rut heightened. “Yeah. Mmm.
Fuck! I’m gonna have him lay on his back so I can see his hard,
little cock.” Bob was into it and thrusting harder, he asked,
“You   gonna play with it?” “Yeah.” “You gonna suck it?” “Yeah!”
“You gonna turn him into a Motherfucker?” It was enough to push
them both over the edge. She cried out, “Yessssss!”

His prick erupted like Mount Vesuvius. His cream filled her as
she writhed in his arms. He held her tight and kissed her flushed
cheeks. As things wound down, she panted, “That was one of the
strongest cums I’ve had in a long time.” “Me too.” He looked her
in the eyes, “You actually gonna do it?” She loved her husband,
and knew she could confide in him, “Yes. I think that he’s old
enough.” Bob smiled, “I’m sure that you’ll be a great teacher.”

    Billy finished up in the bathroom, and as he made his way to
his bedroom could hear his parents fucking. He stood at their
bedroom door and listened to their dirty talk. He smiled when he
heard that last bit from his Dad. He went to his room and waited
about 20 minutes before heading downstairs. “Hey Mom, is it ok if
DJ and I head over to Johnny’s place?” She had been tidying up
the kitchen, “Sure, just make sure that you are back by
suppertime, Billy, and DJ, don’t you have Little League practice
this afternoon?” “Yeah, I do.” “I see that you are wearing your
watch, Billy. Let your brother know when it’s 2:30. He’ll need to
come home then. Hold on, one more thing.” She took DJ in her arms
and gave him a big hug. Then turned to Billy, “I don’t want you
worrying about what happened earlier.” She then gave him a
superhug, and kissed the top of his head.

As the left the house, DJ asked, “What was that about?” Billy
looked at his younger brother, “Oh nothing. Just Mom being Mom.
Come on, let’s get Johnny. We have something to show you that’s
really Boss.” DJ saw the look of excitement in his brother’s
eyes. “What is it?” “You’ll see.”

The three of them were walking along when DJ said, “Hey guys, the
fort is that way,” and pointed off to the left. “Not anymore,”
said Johnny. The light bulb went off in DJ’s mind. “Awesome!
Where is the new fort?” “Tell us when you think we’re there,”
said Billy. The fort was about 20 feet away and DJ still didn’t
see it. Johnny exclaimed, “Whatever. Just show him.” Billy had
been casing the scene to make sure that no one saw them enter.

He crawled thru the entrance. “Follow me, DJ.” Once inside, DJ’s
eyes widened. “This is ace, man!” Billy looked at the other two
conspiratorially, “We are the only ones that know about this
place. We need to keep it that way. You dig?” DJ nodded his head,
but asked, “You mean I can’t tell my best friend, Donny?” Johnny
and Billy looked at one another. “You can tell him,” said Billy,
“but no one else unless we all approve.”

“Hey Johnny, you’re the best climber. See if you can get up one
of these trees and find a lookout spot,” suggested Billy. Johnny
nimbly made his way up to one of the upper branches. He parted
some of the leaves. “This is so cool. I can see all around.
Someone go out and see if you can see me.” Billy and DJ crawled
out and walked all around. “I can see you from here. Don’t brush
so many leaves aside. There, that’s better. Can’t see you at all
now.

The boys went to the beach and goofed off. They took a dip in the
water, enjoying the summer day. Billy looked down at the
waterproof Superman wrist watch that he had gotten for his 11th
birthday. “Hey DJ, its 2:30. You gotta get home. We’ll walk with
you. Johnny, let’s go over to your house for a while.”

“Mom, here’s DJ. I’m going over to Johnny’s for a while.” “Ok
dear. See you at suppertime.” Johnny lived with his Mom, and his
older brother and sister, Ben and Chrissy. Ben was a junior in
high school and was a jock. Chrissy had just turned 13, but
hadn’t blossomed yet. Like her brothers, she was also a brunette.
“Anyone feel like playing Twister?” she asked. Miss Townsend sat
in her chair smoking a cigarette, and having a cocktail. “You
wanna play, Mom?” “Nah,” she replied, her voice husky from the
cigarette smoke, “You need me to be the referee, again?” “Thanks,
Mom. Now we can play 3 players,” said Chrissy.

The game commenced with Miss Townsend calling out the moves. “Red
hand, right. Green foot, left.” The three on the mat scrambled at
each called out body part. “Green foot, right. You know better
than that Johnny. You can’t put both feet in the same circle.”
The kid’s bodies were all entwined and they were laughing.
Suddenly the pile collapsed, when Billy slipped and fell on top
of Chrissy. “You’re out, Billy.” Billy smiled and helped Chrissy
get back into position and sat down to watch.

They just finished the game with Chrissy being the victor, when
Johnny’s older brother Ben walked thru the front door. “Wanna
play?” asked Chrissy. Ben was 17 and was tall and lanky. He was
wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt. “Sure. Who’s gonna sit out?” “I
will. Mom, you want me to be ref?” said Johnny. Billy, Ben, and
Chrissy took their places on the mat.

Johnny called out, “Left foot, yellow.” Then, “Right hand green.”
So far, they weren’t too twisted. “Left hand, blue.” When Johnny
called out right foot, red, Ben had to straddle Chrissy to get
his foot on red. His butt was right in Billy’s face. He had to
really stretch, and when he did, his cock fell out the hem of his
shorts. Billy’s face was less than a foot away. “You need to put
that monster back in your pants, Ben,” said Miss Townsend with a
laugh, “I think that you’re embarrassing poor Billy.”

Ben stood up and stuffed himself back into his shorts. He
grinned, “Sorry ‘bout that, Billy.” Billy was flustered. He’d
never seen a cock that big, and with so much hair before. To his
credit, he won the game. They were up in Johnny’s room afterward.
“Your brother’s dick is huge. I hope mine gets that big when I
get older.” “Yeah, I saw it, too. And it wasn’t even hard.” “Will
you suck my cock, Johnny? That made me horny.” When he unzipped
his shorts, his cock was making a tent in his tighty whities.

Johnny locked his door and knelt before Billy. He licked all
around the base of the hard meat. Cupping his balls with both
hands, he slowly kissed his way up the staff. Billy moaned softly
when Johnny took the head in his mouth and sucked. He grabbed his
friend’s head and started humping his face. Billy closed his eyes
and thought about cock he had just seen. It was such a large
piece of meat, hanging there so close. Without warning, he shot
ropes of cum down Johnny’s throat. He swallowed the first sally,
but managed keep the rest in his mouth. Johnny squeezed the last
of the juice onto his tongue.

They both stood and embraced. Billy had his right arm around the
back of Johnny’s neck, while he caressed the top of his friend’s
head with his left hand. They swapped the cum back and forth
while they kissed. Johnny held blonde tightly with both of his
hands on the back of his shoulders. They were getting really good
at kissing. Billy could feel the hard pecker poking at his
crotch. They swallowed the last of the cum, and Billy dropped to
his knees.

“I bet you’re going to be just as big as your brother. At least I
hope so.” He inhaled deeply. The scent of cock and balls turned
him on. Johnny was once again caressing the stubble of Billy’s
crew-cut. “I need your cum. I’m so glad that you’re shooting
now.” He took the hard dicklet and pursed his soft lips around
just the head. He groaned as he nursed. Billy reached around and
grasped the younger boy’s tight ass cheeks. The 11 year old
squeezed as he began sucking. He wanted to give his friend a good
blowjob.

Billy sucked with such enthusiasm that it didn’t take long for
Johnny to blow. He gasped as he shot his clear syrup. Billy
slurped at the delicious seed, savoring the taste as he let it
slosh around on his tongue. Billy also wanted to share it, so he
saved some for the kissing. “Mmm. I really like kissing you,
Johnny.  Their lips were all cummy as they French kissed. They
moaned softly into each other’s mouths.

“I gotta go, Johnny. See ya tomorrow. We should spend all day at
the fort, and see how many times we can make each other cum.”


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