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 THE MEASURE OF MAN
   An Epic by Gil Gamesh
   Chapter Sixty-Seven
   As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night,
night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice.  Let your clothes be
fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your
hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the measure
of man.
   CAST OF CHARACTERS: Kieran Connor Stuart, 49 Siobhan (Kelly) Stuart, 48
Kavan Kelly Stuart, 22 Kathryn (Jenssen) Stuart, 23 Brad Weaver, 22 Arial
Erin (Stuart) Weaver, 20 Kerry Lee Stuart, 17 Alannah Stuart, 4 Stuart
Andersen, 31 Joanne Andersen, 29 Paul Andersen, 9 Kieran Lee Andersen, 5
Luke Bridges, 30 Rachael Bridges, 31 Adrianna Bridges, 8 James Connor
Bridges, 5 Tara Winegard, 17
   TELLING THE STORY
   Siobhan Stuart Kerry Stuart Kieran Stuart
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   (SIOBHAN)
   On Thursday morning, I tried to keep my mind on preparing breakfast for
Alannah, Kerry, and Kieran.  Alannah was doing gymnastics in her chair at
the kitchen table.  All she had on was a nightgown and it didn't hide much.
She couldn't sit still and she showed her backside one minute and her front
the next.  But she was easy to please at breakfast.  I gave her a glass of
milk, a slice of raisin bread spread with cream cheese, and she was
satisfied.
   I had on my typical morning outfit, white cotton panties, white socks,
and a loose robe that wouldn't stay closed.  Kieran always said looking at
me in the morning was lots better than reading the cereal box.
   He came in the kitchen dressed in khaki pants and a knit shirt and I
knew from his casual dress that he wouldn't be seeing anybody outside of
the Andersen Security employees all day.  As usual, he drank a glass of
orange juice before anything else.  While he teased Alannah, I poured him a
cup of coffee, toasted a split bagel, and spread cream cheese on both
sides. On Tuesday night we'd grilled pineapple for dessert and had
leftovers.  I gave both of them some of that and let Kieran cut up
Alannah's.
   All I could think about was what Kieran and I had decided last night
after he told me of his conversation with Kerry.  We'd talked for over an
hour about him, what he wanted to do, what we should do.
   Kieran wasn't troubled by what Kerry wanted to do.  For all of his life,
Kerry had wanted to be close to me, to put his hands and mouth on my
breasts, and even to sleep with us sometimes.  I'd always known his love
for me was different from Kavan's or Arial's.  After puberty, I'd seen that
love develop a sexual attraction to me.  I'd wondered for years how I'd
respond if he wanted more than sexual play and wanted to consummate his
love for me in the usual way.
   Kieran wasn't surprised when I told him I wanted to let Kerry make love
to me but I couldn't decide whether it was the right thing to do.  The
religious prohibition of incest meant no more to him than it did to me.  I
couldn't have any more children.  Kerry was an adult at seventeen and more
intelligent and wise about sex than most people years older.  Neither of us
could see any harm that would come from letting Kerry do what he wanted to
do.  It was something I wanted too.
   We talked about all the reasons why we shouldn't let him do what he
wanted to do and dismissed them.  Kieran told me it was my decision, that
he knew a woman's heart doesn't listen to her mind, and that he would
always love me no matter what.  So I decided to listen to my heart.
   Kieran suggested we should ask Kerry to give Alannah a swimming lesson
after dinner to wear her out so she'd go to bed early, then to bathe her
and read to her, and finally to join us in our bedroom when she was asleep.
   Kerry was late coming up from his basement bachelor pad.  When I got up,
a little after six, he'd been in the back yard washing his car and that was
unusual.  He always washed and polished it on the weekend.  I put a glass
of OJ, another of milk, and some pineapple at his place and put another
split bagel in the toaster.  When he finally ran up the steps, he wasn't
dressed.  He had on white briefs and sandals - nothing else.  The words
Cruise Classic were on the front of the waistband, one word in sky blue,
the other in aquamarine.  He had a plastic bag in one hand.
   "Where's the ironing board, Mom?" he asked, in a hurry.  "I need to get
the wrinkles out of my shirt and shorts."
   He took a new shirt out of the bag, a Cruise Classic of course, in navy
blue with sky blue and aquamarine stripes, shook it out, and inspected it.
   "Yeah, it could use a little touching up," he said.  "Where's the iron?"
   "Slow down, Kerry," I said, and took the shirt from him.  "I'll do it
for you.  Sit down and eat your breakfast."
   He pulled some khaki shorts out of the bag, inspected them, and then
handed them to me.
   "I can do it, Mom," he said.  "You take care of Dad and Alannah."
   "What's going on, Kerry?" Kieran asked.  "I heard you leave a little
after nine last night and then come back about ten.  You washed your car at
the crack of dawn this morning.  Now you're in a hurry to get those things
ironed.  Whazzup?"
   Kerry didn't stop even while Kieran was talking.  He unfolded the
ironing board, plugged in the iron, and sat it up to get hot.
   "I got a call from Mr.  DeMaria about nine last night," he finally said.
"He thinks he's talked Cruise Classic into something great.  They may build
their fall advertising campaign around me and Tara.  I've got to pick her
up before I go to work.  They're going to shoot a video, I guess you'd call
it an audition, when we drive up and walk in the school this morning.  If
they like it, they'll do some videos and photos for their website and for
ads and we'll get a big increase in our contracts."
   He picked up his orange juice and drank it in a second or two.
   "Well, did you have to go somewhere to talk to him?" I asked.  "You know
I've asked you not to go out at night without letting us know where you
are."
   "I came upstairs but you and Dad had already gone to bed," he answered.
"I met Mr.  and Mrs.  DeMaria at school where they're storing all the
clothes for the photo shoot.  Tara got her brother to bring her.  Her
parents don't want her to go out by herself at night.  Mr.  DeMaria wanted
us to pick out some new Cruise Classic stuff to wear.  They helped us pick
some things that would look good on us."
   He picked up the glass of milk and made it disappear just as quickly.
   "How did DeMaria swing this?" Kieran asked.  "I thought you'd had your
contract for months."
   "He watched me and Tara when we were eating lunch on Tuesday and got the
idea.  I don't know what he saw but he got one of the Cruise execs to come
to lunch on Wednesday.  They both watched us and I guess the exec liked
what he saw.  Mr.  DeMaria said we really held his attention the way we
were with each other, something about our interaction, and the way we
looked at each other.  He said he couldn't take his eyes off us and that's
what they want the ads to do."
   Kieran poured himself a little more coffee and looked up at Kerry.  "Do
you want you a cup?"
   Kerry shook his head no.  "I can't drink coffee now.  It makes me sweat
and I don't want dark circles showing in the clothes.  Models don't sweat.
We're always cool."
   "Well, sit down and eat something," I said.  "I'll press your shirt and
shorts."
   He sat down, poured himself another glass of milk, and put cream cheese
and strawberry preserves on his bagel.  His excitement was all too evident.
I wondered if it was because he was thinking of the increase in his
contract or because he'd have more "interaction" with Tara.  I remembered
her from her visits to our house.  She'd been a tall thin quiet girl then,
cute but not all that impressive.
   I sprayed a mist of water on the shirt and shorts and then started
ironing them, thinking about what Kieran had told me and what I'd learned
this morning.  Kieran and I had decided I should invite him to join us
tonight after Alannah was asleep.  Now I wasn't sure what to say to him.  I
kept looking at him, watching him, seeing something more than excitement.
He seemed uneasy or agitated by something else.  Every time he looked at
me, he quickly looked away as though he couldn't....couldn't what?  Kieran
must have seen it too.
   "Kerry, are you upset about something?" he asked.
   I kept my eyes on Kerry's face.  It was evident now that there was
something other than excitement.  His eyes almost closed and the muscles in
his jaw looked clenched and hard.
   "Oh, shit, I don't know what to do," he finally blurted out.  "Why does
it all have to be so god damn hard?"
   He looked at Alannah and then at me.  "I'm sorry," he said.  He knew I
didn't like him to use profanity around his little sister.
   I walked over in front of him, lifted his chin, and made him look at me.
"Tell me what's wrong, Kerry," I said.
   "It's just...I don't know what to do.  Kieran, I mean Dad, told me you
two were going to Luke and Rachael's on Saturday night and I wanted to go
with you.  Maybe I shouldn't but I wanted to do the same things Dad and
Luke do and you said OK.  Then I didn't want to be with you, not for the
first time I mean, with Luke and Rachael there, and Dad said he'd see if
you'd let me..." He looked at Alannah.  "...be with you tonight or tomorrow
night."
   He stopped to catch his breath.  "Go on," I urged.
   "Then this thing with Cruise...just right after I'd talked to Dad
yesterday about you...it's just like somebody or something is pushing me
into seeing more of Tara.  I like her and maybe there's the possibility of
something...I don't know what... between me and her but, shit, I don't know
what to do.  Why does it have to be so hard to know what to do and what's
the right thing to do?"
   Kieran stood up, scooped up Alannah, and started to the family room. 
"Alannah's finished.  I'm going to put her in front of the cartoon channel.
I'll be back in a jiffy."
   I tried to understand what was causing Kerry to feel so unsure about
what he wanted to do or should do.  He was the one who had said he wanted
to go with us to play with Luke and Rachael.  He was the one who asked
Kieran if it would be OK if he could be with me before he went to the
Bridges.  And he was the one who said he wanted Kieran to be there while he
was with me.  What was different?  Tara!  He sensed an opportunity, a
possibility, to have some sort of relationship with her.  I knew what was
causing him to feel confused.  He didn't want to hurt me.  He wanted to
make love to me but not if I might feel that he was really thinking of Tara
and wanted to be with her.  I suppose it all made sense, at least to him.
   "Kerry, are you afraid you'll hurt my feelings?" I asked.  "Now that I
know you're thinking about what might happen with Tara, do you think you'll
make me unhappy if you make love to me?"
   Kieran came back in the kitchen while I was talking to Kerry and sat
down again at the kitchen table.  "Sit down, Siobhan," he said." "Let's see
if we can help him sort this out."
   I sat down at the end of the table, Kerry on one side, Kieran on the
other, and tried to think of what to say.  Kieran started.
   "Kerry, last night, when I talked to Siobhan, she was very happy for you
- happy that you felt you and Tara might get to be more than friends.  She
was especially excited when I told her that you'd asked me how I knew I
wanted to marry her as soon as I saw her.  We both want you to find a girl
like Tara, one that you will marry and love for the rest of your life. 
There's nothing wrong with that.  There's everything right about it."
   "Yeah, but I shouldn't..." he paused and looked at me.  "I shouldn't be
thinking about making love with you if I'm thinking about something with
Tara.  That's not right."
   "Kerry, this all started when you learned we were going to play with
Luke and Rachael," I said.  "You're an adult now.  You'll be one legally
this fall.  You want to play with the grownups now instead of with the
little kids.  Isn't that right?"
   "Yeah, I guess so," he answered.
   "Do you think you're going to have some sort of permanent relationship
with Rachael or Siobhan?" Kieran asked.
   "No, of course not," he answered.
   I'd heard enough to understand why he was confused.  He was just being
Kerry: always concerned about others' feelings, always doing his best not
to hurt anyone, and always a caring loving person.  There was no need for
his concern for me.  He couldn't hurt me.  He wanted to love me completely
before he flew from our family.  I wanted to be with him just as much, just
once before he went where ever it was he had to go.  Kieran had told me
last night that he understood, that he'd seen it coming, and that he
wouldn't be hurt if Kerry made love to me.  I decided to take charge.
   "Kerry, would you get up and come over here in front of me?" I asked.
   He looked at me, puzzled I suppose, but he did what I asked.  I opened
my legs in a vee, took both his hands in mine, and pulled him up between my
knees.  I glanced at Kieran and saw him smiling.  I looked up at Kerry; he
wasn't smiling.
   "Kerry, tonight after dinner, I want you to take Alannah to the pool and
give her another swimming lesson.  Then run her through the shower and
shampoo her hair.  Use the blow-dryer set on low to dry it.  Take her to
bed and read to her until she falls asleep.  Can you do that for me?" I
asked.
   He nodded.  "Sure."
   I turned loose of one of his hands and cupped my hand under the bulge in
his briefs.  I could feel his testicles under my fingertips and his penis
under the palm of my hand.  I held my hand against him until I felt a
swelling response in his dick.
   "When she's asleep, I want you to come to our bedroom," I continued. 
"Kieran and I will be waiting for you.  I want to play with both of you
just a little.  I want you to make love to me first.  Then I want Kieran
take his turn.  Will that be OK with you?"
   He nodded and then whispered, "Yes."
   "Kerry, you've got to understand that there can be no turning back after
tonight," Kieran said.  "You may not believe it but she's always been
restrained in sex with you kids.  You've never seen her as a woman who
wants to be fucked until she loses all her inhibitions.  She can get really
wild sometimes."
   I glanced at Kieran and saw him looking where I had my hand.  I squeezed
Kerry's dick and balls very gently and then continued.
   "Kieran tells me you want to be quiet and loving and gentle tonight.  Is
that right?"
   He nodded.  "I want to make love to you.  I want you to know how much I
love you.  That's all I want."
   "Kerry, do we have to be quiet and gentle tonight?" Kieran asked.  "I
think you're making this too serious.  Siobhan and I are like that
sometimes but we love to play and get silly like kids and just have fun
when we're with each other.  That's a good way of loving each other too."
   "Whatever.  As long as she knows I love her."
   "And you want Kieran to be there while you're doing it?" I asked.
   "Yeah, I want him to watch me with you.  I don't want to hide anything
from him.  Than I want him to do it with you and I'll watch.  You two have
always taught us not to be ashamed of anything we do when it comes to sex.
I'm not going to be ashamed of loving you."
   "When you come to our bedroom, will you tell me about Tara?" I asked. 
"I haven't seen her in a couple of years.  Will you tell me what she looks
like and how you feel when you're with her?  Then we'll very gently put her
outside our bedroom and close the door.  Do you understand?"
   "Yeah, I understand," he said.  "I'll bring her out in the open and then
send her away."
   "And you want to go with us to Luke and Rachael's this weekend?" Kieran
asked.  "We'll all probably get really wild and crazy there.  There's no
telling what we'll do."
   "Yeah, that's the way I hope it will be.  I've played with them a few
times, just like I've played with Stuart and Joanne.  I even played with
the four of them once.  I really like it when we're fucking around playing
with each other and anything goes."
   "Well, if you go with us to Luke and Rachael's, will you tell them about
Tara, just like you're going to tell me tonight?" I asked.  "They will be
happy for you, that you've met a girl who makes you think you might marry
her.  Tell them everything about her.  Then we'll send her away again, OK?"
   "OK, but I want to warn you," he said, with his big Kerry grin.  "If I
go with you to Luke and Rachael's this weekend, I'm going to play with you
and Rachael like Kieran and Luke do, probably even better.  When they can't
get it up again, I'll still have a hard-on.  I'll going to do my best to
screw you and Rachael until you both beg for mercy."
   I couldn't help but grin back at his threat.  "We'll see about that," I
said.  "You might be the one begging.  Now are there any questions?"
   He pulled his briefs down with one hand, pulled his balls up with the
other, and then tucked the waistband behind his balls.  His dick was as
close to a hard-on as it could get in his briefs.  Freed, it swelled more
and lifted up until it was pointing at my face.  As it lifted, his foreskin
crept back until about half the head was uncovered.
   "Yeah, just one," he said.  "Would you help me get this fucking thing in
my shorts so I can go to work?"
   I leaned over, kissed it on its red head, and then looked up at him. 
"Did that help?"
   Kieran had been sipping the last of his coffee and watching what I was
doing.  Now he stood up and walked around behind Kerry.
   "Here, let me help," he said.  "What you need is...a good wedgie!"
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   (KERRY)
   Alannah was an angel as usual, a very sleepy little girl.  I read to her
for about ten minutes while she fought to keep her eyes open.  When she
finally surrendered, I kept reading for a couple of minutes and then eased
off her bed and out the door, keeping my eyes on her.  She didn't move.  I
turned out the light and closed the door.
   I looked down the hall toward Kieran's and Siobhan's bedroom and saw
their door open and the lights on bright.  I had a quick piss in the
bathroom which had been mine and Arial's and then went down the hall.
   Siobhan had told me to come to their bedroom when Alannah was asleep. 
Kieran had invited me too, after he almost split me with a wedgie.  But I
was still apprehensive.  I wasn't afraid of not being able to get it up and
use it.  My dick was always ready.  But I wanted making love with Siobhan
to be perfect for her.  I didn't want her to let me do it to satisfy me.  I
wanted her to enjoy it at least as much as when Kieran did it, maybe even
more.  I took a couple of deep breaths, tapped on the door, and walked in.
   They were already naked but they weren't just waiting for me.  Kieran
was sitting at an angle at the foot of the bed, one leg bent and on the
bed, the other with the foot on the floor.  Siobhan was lying on her back,
two pillows under her shoulders and head, with one foot resting on Kieran's
leg.  He was bent over painting, polishing, whatever they call it, her toe
nails.  He turned and looked at me.
   "Damn, you caught me," he said.
   "Yeah, I always thought you were a pervert," I teased.  "Putting that
red stuff on her toe nails - next thing you'll be sucking on her toes."
   "He's just being sweet to me, Kerry," Siobhan said.  "Every time I've
been pregnant, he's kept my toe nails pretty for me.  He does it because
it's one way of showing he loves me.  Brad and Kavan are doing it for Arial
and Kathryn now.  You should learn to do it too."
   "Yeah, you need to learn," Kieran said.  "Sit down here." He patted the
bed on the other side of Siobhan's legs.  "She's got two feet.  You can do
the other one.  She's right, you know.  I do it because I love her."
   I stood watching for a while longer.  Kieran was painting her fourth toe
and only the little toe remained.  I shifted my gaze upward to her mons and
the thatch of red hair shining in the light.  I could see the pink inner
lips of her pussy framed within the red hair on each side.  They were
slightly open and I could see the darker-red glistening flesh inside.  I
wanted to tease them apart further with my tongue.  My dick liked that
idea. I felt the blood begin to flow into it and it started to engorge.
   I glanced at her face and saw her smiling at me.  She knew where I'd
been looking and she knew the effect it had on me.  I looked down at her
breasts and then back and forth between her vulva and her breasts.  On her
back, her breasts were flattened and bulged off to each side a little but
they were still beautiful.  I wanted to get my mouth on the pink aureoles
and strawberry-red nipples and then get my tongue down below in her pink
and red and coral pussy.
   Kieran slapped me on my stomach and I looked at him.  He was holding the
nail polish bottle toward me.  I took it, sat down on the bed in a mirror
image of him, and put Siobhan's other foot on my leg.  My balls settled
down resting on the bed and my dick hung down there too, swollen but almost
ready to start getting hard.
   Kieran moved up on the bed a little, turned on his side toward Siobhan,
and put her right leg over his.  He leaned over, looked down between her
legs, moved back a little, and looked again.  He nodded his head a couple
of times and I suppose he was satisfied that her legs were far enough
apart.
   "Kerry, would you tell us about Tara, please?" Siobhan asked.  "What
does she look like now?  What's she like?"
   Kieran leaned over so that his face was about a foot above her pussy.  I
tried to concentrate on her toes and not to look between her legs at what
he was doing.  I took a deep breath and managed to paint her little toe
nail.  When I glanced at Kieran, he was pulling her little lips apart with
his finger.
   I wrestled my eyes away and answered.  "Well, she's taller than you,
Siobhan.  She's almost six feet tall.  That's the first thing that grabbed
me.  I'd never seen a girl that tall up close.  One of the first things she
asked me was how tall I was.  When I told her I was six three, she couldn't
believe it.  She said the last time she saw me, I was about five nine."
   "Is she cute?" Kieran asked.
   I glanced in his direction again.  He was using two fingers to separate
the lips of her pussy.  I could see the glistening coral-colored flesh
inside.  I forced myself to look down at her foot and to start putting
polish on the toe next to the little one.  My dick gradually lifted up
under her heel and I moved it around so it could stand up straight and look
at what Kieran was doing.
   "Yeah, more than cute, she's beautiful, really beautiful.  Her hair is
brown, about like Brad's, with lighter streaks in it.  She wears it almost
down to her shoulders.  It looks like it's naturally curly, like Siobhan's.
Her face...shit, I don't know how to describe it, it's just beautiful,
everything about it, especially her eyes.  They just light up when she's
talking to me.  Her lips...oh hell, they're just lips but I wish I could
kiss...I give up.  One more thing - Kieran Conner Stuart, you're a mean
bastard."
   "Is she skinny and scrawny or does she have good boobs and a butt?" he
asked.  "A woman should have good breasts and a real woman's butt, Kerry,
not an ass like a skinny boy.  Why do you think I'm mean?"
   I looked again and Kieran had his hand cupped over her mons with his
middle finger in her vagina.  I looked back down at her foot and started
with her middle toe.
   "She's slim but she's not skinny.  Her breasts are kind of small but
they're just right for her.  She's got a small waist and her butt's big
enough.  It's just right for her too.  And, damn, those long legs are
almost unbelievable.  If she's got anything wrong with her body, I don't
know what it is.  You're mean because you're doing that just to distract
me."
   "Kieran, I'm sure Kerry is attracted to her by more than her body,"
Siobhan said.  "Is she intelligent?  What's her personality like?  What's
Kieran doing to distract you?"
   "I'm not doing it to distract you, Kerry," Kieran said.  "I'm doing it
because I like doing it.  I've been married to her for almost twenty-five
years and playing with her pussy still affects me the same way it did the
first time.  I still get a raging hard-on playing with her."
   I looked up at Kieran's hand with two fingers in her vagina, then forced
myself to look at her breasts, ivory with red nipples, and then at her red
hair against the white pillow, and finally at her face.  She grinned at me.
She knew damn well he was doing it, in part at least, to distract and tease
me.
   "I guess I always took your toe nails for granted," I said, trying to
act like what Kieran was doing wasn't bothering me.  "As long as I can
remember, the color has coordinated perfectly with your hair.  I like it,
red from head to toes."
   "You didn't answer my questions, Kerry," she said.
   "I'm not trying to avoid it," I said.  "I've seen her four times this
week.  I don't really know her yet.  I know she's still full of mischief,
she's fun to be with, and she's easy to talk to.  What else?  I like being
with her.  And how the hell can I concentrate on polishing your toes when
he's playing with your pussy?"
   "When you finish with my toe nails, Kerry, you can play with me too,"
she said.  "Tonight, you can do anything you want to."
   "Yeah, Kerry, would you like me to finish her toe nails?" Kieran asked.
"You can play with her now if you want to.  I want you to enjoy being with
us tonight.  Just make sure she enjoys it too."
   I looked at his face, then at his hand, still cupped between her legs,
with two fingers inside her.  Maybe I was being selfish and getting in a
hurry wanting to do whatever with her.  I took a couple of deep breaths,
relaxed, and decided I'd finish the paint job.
   "Nah, go ahead and play," I said.  "I'm going to finish my part of the
paint job no matter what you do."
   I tried to tune him out, not to think about what he was doing, and not
to look again.  I heard Kieran sniff a couple of times, heard Siobhan
giggle, heard him blowing his breath on something, and heard her giggle
again.  I refused to look.  I kept my eyes downward until I'd painted her
big toe.
   "How long does this stuff take to dry?" I asked, looking up.  Kieran had
his nose between her legs and I could hear him sniffing.
   "It's quick drying," Siobhan said.  "It should be dry by the time you
shut the door and come back to bed."
   I knew what she meant.  It was time for me to take Tara outside of the
bedroom and to put her out of my mind.  I escorted her to the door, closed
it, turned on the light on the chest opposite the bed, turned on the
bedside lights, turned off the overhead light, and walked back to the foot
of the bed.  My dick was standing up at an angle and swinging around like
it was looking for something to get into.
   "Do you think we need all those lights, Kerry?" Siobhan asked.
   Kieran answered for me.  "Yeah, we do.  We both want to watch each other
while we're doing something with you."
   "See, I told you he was a pervert," I teased.  "He's a voyeur too."
   She moved down on the bed, stiff-legged, trying to keep her toes from
touching anything, and sat down on the foot of the bed in front of me with
her feet on the floor.  Kieran just lay there stroking his dick, grinning,
waiting to see what she was about to do.
   "Kerry, you're a pervert too, and you're mean too," she said.  "You came
in the kitchen this morning in those little white briefs.  When I played
with Jason and Jerry, I told you I had a thing for boys wearing white
briefs.  You were probably sexier with them on than you would have been
naked.  Then you pulled them down and let your dick free and it looked up
at me like it was daring me.  I think it said `Suck me!' If you hadn't been
in a hurry, I'd have had a little protein for breakfast."
   "I'm sorry," I said.  "I guess I didn't think...you've seen me naked all
my life...I didn't think ...I didn't know it would be such a turn-on for
you."
   "Kerry, I'm a woman first, last and always.  Then I'm a wife and mother.
I like looking at men, just like you guys like looking at women.  When a
beautiful, sexy young man is running around with nothing on but little
white briefs, any woman would be turned on.  I've been damp between my legs
all day thinking about you and Kieran and what we were going to do."
   "Well, I've been turned on all day, thinking about tonight," I said. 
"The photographer made me put on a jock strap so my dick wouldn't be so
noticeable."
   "Well, I've was turned on at work all day too.  My dick tried to crawl
down my pants leg and sneak back home," Kieran said.
   "I'm going to make it go stand in the corner if it can't be good,"
Siobhan said.
   She held out her hand to me, and, when I put mine in hers, she pulled me
up in front of her.  She looked up at my face, smiled at me, then looked
down at my dick, wrapped her hand around the shaft, leaned over, and kissed
it on the head.  She looked at it a little longer and then took it in her
mouth so that her lips were wrapped around in the groove between the head
and the shaft.  Kieran moved down on the foot of the bed and sat beside
her.
   "You'll have to wait your turn, Kieran," I teased.
   He grinned up at me.  "I will if you want me to but I'd rather just
watch.  It turns me on.  I'm a perverted voyeur...or maybe a voyeuristic
pervert, whichever is worse."
   Siobhan took her mouth off long enough to say: "You stand up too,
Kieran. We'll let Kerry watch when I'm sucking your dick."
   He stood up beside me, sort of leaning against me, with one hand on my
shoulder.  I put my arm around his waist and we both watched what she was
doing to me.  She wasn't trying to make me come.  She was doing it too
slowly and gently for that.  She had one hand under my balls, the other
around the shaft of my dick, and, every time she took her mouth off to
catch her breath, she'd jack me slowly and gently.  Then she'd lick the
head of my dick, especially the sensitive place under the head, suck on it
a little, pull my foreskin back tight, slide her lips up and down on the
head, and then take another breathing break.
   After a couple of minutes, she pushed me to one side and pulled Kieran
in front of her.  I leaned against him with my hand on his shoulder, he put
his arm around my waist, and we watched as she gave him the same treatment.
It was a turn on to watch but my dick was already so hard and I was so hot
and ready that watching didn't make me any harder or hotter.
   She straightened up suddenly, reached over and grabbed my dick with one
hand, held Kieran's with the other, and pulled until we both shuffled
together in front of her.  She looked at my dick, at Kieran's, then back at
mine, and at Kieran's again.
   "You should be proud of your son, Kieran," she said.  "He's got your
dick."
   "Nah, this one's mine," I said.  "He's still got his own."
   "You know what I mean, Kerry," she said.  "You two are almost exactly
alike.  He's got more hair around his but yours looks just like his."
   She leaned over, took the head of my dick in her mouth, and sucked on it
for a few seconds.  Next she leaned over to Kieran and sucked on his dick
for a while.  She pulled back and looked at our dicks again.
   "I think they taste the same too," she said, looking up at me.  "Do you
think I could taste them a little more without getting a mouth full from
one of you?"
   "I'm not that close to coming," I said.  "I don't want to come in your
mouth anyway.  When I come, I want the head of my dick up against your
cervix, not your tonsils."
   "I'm with you, Kerry," Kieran said.  "I'm in no hurry.  I want my sperm
to be right up there with yours, trying to batter their way through her
cervix."
   She put one hand under my balls, the other under Kieran's, and
alternated between us, sucking, licking, sliding her lips up and down on
the head, all those tricks that women use on us.  We stood there side by
side, his arm around my back and his hand on my shoulder, my arm around his
waist, hanging on, and let her have her way with us.  I didn't want her to
ever stop but she did.
   "That's just a little appetizer," she said.  "Unless somebody knows
something else they want to do, let's all get in the bed for the main
course, I mean courses."
   "You mean intercourses, don't you?  Inquiring dicks want to know,"
Kieran said.
   He crawled on the bed, flopped, turned over, and immediately started
stroking his dick.  Siobhan crawled in with him, laid down on her back, and
spread her legs like an invitation to dine.  I was ready.  It was something
I wanted to do before we started with anything else.
   I stood there looking at the two of them, Siobhan with her legs spread
apart, Kieran slowly stroking his dick, both of them looking at me,
grinning and waiting.  I bent my dick downward until it was pointed at her
pussy and then started stroking it about as slowly as Kieran was doing.  I
decided I'd do what I wanted to do without asking Siobhan if she would let
me and without asking Kieran if it was OK with him.
   I crawled up on the bed between her legs, flopped down on my stomach,
moved up closer until my face was at her pussy, lifted my ass, reached
under and pulled my foreskin over the head of my dick so it didn't rub on
the sheet, put my hands under her thighs, bent her legs back, and licked
her from her asshole, over her perineum, up through her pussy, up to her
clitoris, and into her briar patch.  I heard her gasp.  I bent her legs
back a little more and licked her a few more times and heard a hissed
intake of breath each time.  I used my thumb and finger on one hand to hold
her inner lips apart, used the thumb on the other hand to push against her
red rosebud, and licked her again and again until she started moaning.  I
decided it was time for a coup de main.  I pushed two fingers into her cunt
until they were coated with her lube, pulled them out and rubbed them
against my thumb, then stuck my fingers back into her, and pushed against
her asshole with my thumb until her sphincter yielded.  At the same time I
fastened my mouth on her clitoris and sucked and licked until she started
moaning and whining and trying to pull my head into her and I felt her
contractions on my fingers and on my thumb.  When she finally turned loose
of my head, I rose up on my knees.  She had one arm across her eyes and her
chest was heaving.  Her legs were spread wide and her pussy was glistening
wet and ready.  I looked at Kieran, still slowly stroking his dick.  He
grinned at me and slowly shook his head.
   "I think she's warmed up, Kieran," I said.  "Do you want to take your
turn now?"
   Siobhan lowered her arm and looked at me.  "Kerry, don't you ever accuse
him of being mean," she whispered.  "You're worse than he is.  Where did
you learn to do stuff like that?"
   "I've had some good teachers," I said.  "I was just trying to be a
gentleman and make sure the lady came first."
   "Who taught you that that little trick with your thumb?" she asked. 
"I'm not sure whether I want to kill them or kiss them."
   "Somebody's husband told me to do it with his wife," I answered. 
"That's all I'm going to tell you."
   "What did he do to you?" Kieran asked, looking at Siobhan.
   "Nothing, Kieran, you don't need to add that to your repertoire."
   "Well, come back up here with us, Kerry," Kieran said.  "Let's cuddle
with her until she recovers.  You got her ready.  You can go first."
   I moved up on the bed with them, turned her so that her butt was toward
me, and spooned up against her with my face in her hair and my hand on her
breast.  Kieran moved up closer in front of her and pulled her leg over his
hip.  I reached down between their bodies to see what he was doing with his
dick.  I found it, hot and hard, but pressed against her stomach.  I
reached down to my dick and moved it between her legs from behind and
against her vulva.  If he wanted to yield the first turn to me, I was
ready.
   We lay there quietly talking for a while, waiting for Siobhan.  With my
hand on her breast, I could feel her heart pounding and gradually slowing.
I rose up on one elbow so I could see Kieran's face.
   "Kieran, do you remember the time you let me help you make love to
Siobhan?" I asked.  "It was about the time Kieran Lee was born.  I was
twelve then."
   "Yeah, I remember," he whispered.  "I was behind her with my dick in her
pussy and you were in front sucking on her nipples.  Now you're behind her
and I'm in front.  You finally got to take my place, didn't you?"
   That hurt a little.  I didn't want him to think that was what I wanted.
I looked in his eyes because I wanted him to see in mine.
   "I'm not taking your place, Kieran," I said, as earnestly as I could. 
"I've never wanted to take your place.  You two belong to each other.  The
first time, that time when I was twelve, I just wanted to share in your
love.  That's all I want tonight.  That's why I wanted you to be here with
me, with both of us loving her.  So you wouldn't think I had some sort of
Oedipus complex and wanted to kill you so I could have her for myself.  I
don't feel that way.  She's yours; not mine."
   "I'm sorry, Kerry," he said.  "I didn't mean it that way.  If I really
thought that's what you wanted, you wouldn't be here in bed with us now."
   "That's OK," I said.  "Do you remember what you two did to me?  I was on
my back between both of you and you were on your sides, looking over me at
each other."
   "I remember, Kerry," Siobhan said.  "I jacked you off, didn't I?"
   "It wasn't just you.  It was both of you.  Maybe that didn't mean much
to you but it did to me."
   "Why, Kerry?" Kieran asked.  "Why did it mean so much?"
   I got up, walked around the bed, sat down on his side, and nudged him.
He nudged Siobhan and they both moved to the other side so that I could get
back in bed beside Kieran.  Maybe they understood what I wanted.  Siobhan
was on her right side propped up on one arm.  Kieran was in the middle,
flat on his back, dick waving around over his stomach.  I was on my side,
close to Kieran, propped up on my left arm.
   "Do you remember?" I asked, looking at Kieran.  "It was like this except
that I was in the middle instead of you."
   "Yeah, I remember," he said.  "I don't want either one of you to jack me
off though.  When I come, I know where I want my dick to be and it's not in
anybody's hand."
   "Don't worry," I said.  "I want the same thing you do."
   I put my hand on his dick and slid it up and down a couple of times.
   "Siobhan had her hand on my dick and was sort of jacking me, not really
doing it, just playing with it and sliding the skin up and down real easy,"
I said and looked up at her.  She understood.  When I took my hand off his
dick, she put hers on it and started doing him the same way she'd done me.
I reached over and put my hand on hers and we both did together.  Then she
slid her hand down and around his balls and I kept doing it real slow.
   Kieran reached down, grabbed my wrist, and held my arm still.
   "You've got to stop, Kerry," he said.  "I'm too close to coming
already."
   I stopped and wrapped my fingers around my own dick.  Siobhan kept her
hand on him, not moving, just holding his dick.
   "Why did that mean so much to you, Kerry?" she asked.
   "Because of the way both of you did it," I said.  "I'd just started high
school that year and the guys would act like they didn't do it and would
ridicule anybody who might be doing it.  It just didn't make sense to me
after they way I'd been raised."
   "How did we do it?" Kieran asked.  "What do you mean?"
   "Well, Mom...I mean Siobhan...shit, I forget sometimes...anyway,
Mom...that's what she was then...she had her hand on my dick and was
jacking me.  You put your hand on hers and you both did it.  When I came, I
squirted on both your hands.  Dad...Kieran got up and got a wash cloth and
a towel and cleaned me up."
   "I enjoyed playing with you, Kerry," Siobhan said.  "Kieran did too.  He
talked to me for a long time after that about how proud he was of you and
what sort of man you were going to be."
   "I guess it was just the dichotomy between what I heard from all the
kids at school and what I was learning at home," I said.  "Puberty was
kicking the shit of me about then - still is - and I wasn't sure what to
think.  I'd watched Kavan do it and I knew he wasn't ashamed to do it.  I
guess what you two did that night finally convinced me that I didn't need
to be ashamed of jacking off.  I knew Dad was right and I couldn't
understand why all parents didn't teach their kids what you two taught me."
   I put my hand back on Kieran's dick, slid the skin up and down a couple
of times, and then put my hand back on my own dick.
   "Thanks, Dad, for teaching me," I said.  "Thanks, Mom, for loving me."
   "You're welcome, Son," Kieran said.  "Now would you like to switch back
to Kieran and Siobhan before we do anything else?"
   "Yeah, but we've got to change positions again," I said.  "Siobhan's got
to be in the middle."
   I got up, walked around the bed again, and waited for them to get
settled.  They both moved so that Siobhan was in the center of the bed, on
her side, and Kieran was on his side facing her.  I crawled in behind her
and spooned up to her.
   She lifted her leg, reached down and arranged my dick so it was between
her legs, up against her pussy.  I waited to see if she would do me like
she'd done Kieran.  She did.  She reached back toward my balls, her thumb
on the top of my shaft, a couple of fingers underneath, and milked my dick
down a couple of times.  I suppose it drooled out enough to satisfy her. 
She rubbed it around on the head, milked me down again, rubbed, stuck her
finger in her pussy, rubbed that around, and stopped.
   I was about to do what I wanted to do when she did it for me.  She put a
couple of fingers under the head of my dick, and pressed it against her,
pushed her butt back against me and wiggled around, and the head of my dick
suddenly slid into her pussy.  I pushed once and it slid in about halfway.
I pushed a few more times but I couldn't get it in any deeper from behind.
   For the first time, I had my dick in her, where I'd dreamed and
fantasized and thought about putting it for years.  I knew her pussy was
about the same as all the others I'd had my dick in but it was different
because it was hers and I wasn't supposed to have my dick in her and I'd
wanted to have it in her since I'd helped Kieran make love to her when I
was twelve.  I lay there unmoving for a while, enjoying the feeling of half
my dick being in her.  When my dick insisted and my hips began to move, I
tried to be as slow and easy as could.  I didn't want to be in a hurry
doing it from behind.  I knew the position I wanted to get her in before I
came and it wasn't from behind.
   "Kieran, would you like to help me?" I asked, after a couple of minutes.
   "Sure, Kerry, whattaya want me to do?"
   "Siobhan likes to have her breasts sucked on while I'm making love to
her.  Could you do that for me?"
   "Yeah, I'd like that," he whispered."
   "I think I've heard those words once before, Kerry," Siobhan whispered.
"Isn't that what Kieran said to you that night?"
   "Yeah," I managed to whisper in her hair.
   "Damn, he is an elephant," Kieran said.  "Never forgets anything."
   He moved down on the bed and I suppose he had his mouth and hands on her
breasts.  I shut my eyes and let go of everything except what I felt with
my dick slowly sliding in and out of her cunt.  After a minute or so, I
felt Kieran's fingers moving around between her legs, rubbing the lips of
her pussy where they encircled my dick, then moving toward her clit, back
again until a couple of fingers were rubbing against the shaft of my dick,
and then back toward her clit again.  I knew he was getting his fingers wet
with her secretions before he rubbed her clitoris.
   "Be slow, both of you," Siobhan whispered.  "This is too good to stop.
Don't make me come yet."
   I slowed down until I was barely moving and I suppose Kieran did too.  I
didn't want to come yet and I didn't want her to come yet either.  I wanted
to be on top of her, all wrapped up in her arms and legs, when I came.
   "Siobhan, is it OK if we try something?" Kieran asked.  "Kerry can just
keep on doing what he's doing and I'll see if I can help him with a tongue
instead of a finger."
   "Yeah, it's OK," she whispered.  "Just don't stop."
   I followed his instructions and managed to keep my dick in her while we
moved around.  I propped up on my left arm, pulled Siobhan's shoulder back
and put her right arm around my neck, then lifted her right leg and pulled
it back over my right leg.  When he used the word tongue, I understood what
he wanted to do.  I was still on my side, behind Siobhan, and, with her arm
around my neck and her leg thrown back over mine, Kieran could get his
tongue to either her breasts or her pussy.
   He started with her breasts and alternated between her nipples, while I
slowly slid my dick back and forth in her pussy.  After a few minutes, he
moved down on the bed until I could see just the top of his head near her
lower abdomen.  He wiggled around, moved closer, and then I felt his tongue
slide up the shaft of my dick.  He licked up my dick a few more times and I
knew he was really licking the lips of her pussy upward, around my dick, up
toward her clit.  It was a new position, on our sides, for eating stuffed
pussy.  I'd never thought of it but I liked it.
   Siobhan pulled my head down toward hers and I looked into her eyes.  She
was looking at me with an intensity I'd never seen before.  I stared into
them for a minute or so, still slowly moving my dick in and out, while
Kieran licked between her legs.  I blinked first.  She pulled my face down
to hers and I found her lips with mine.  Her lips were closed but every few
seconds, her tongue flicked out and was quickly retracted.  I pushed my
tongue into her mouth and coordinated what I was doing with my tongue with
what I was doing with my dick.  After a minute or so, she pulled back from
me, her eyes shut, breathing through her mouth.  My breathing was as
labored as hers.
   "This is just too good," she whispered.  "I'm going to come again if you
two don't stop."
   I stopped moving.  I suppose Kieran heard what she said.  He stopped
licking.  I slowly pulled my hips back, my dick slid out of her, and I
positioned it between my stomach and her butt.  My heart was about to pound
out of my chest and I could hardly catch my breath.  I had to stop before I
squirted into her from behind and I didn't want that.
   "Kieran, would you like to fill in for me for a few minutes?" I asked.
That is, if you're up to it."
   Siobhan rolled over, facing me, with Kieran pressed up against her.  He
pulled her arm back and around his neck, pulled her leg back over his, and
she reached down and guided his dick into her pussy, all in just a few
seconds.
   "Would you help him, Kerry?" she asked.  "I liked what you two were
doing."
   I helped him, even more than I had almost six years earlier.  I slid
down until my face was at her breasts and licked and sucked her
strawberries while Kieran slowly fucked her from behind.  After a couple of
minutes, she put her hand on the top of my head, pushed me down, and I slid
down until my face was between her legs.  I squirmed around until I could
get my mouth to her pussy and then started licking while Kieran kept slowly
fucking her.
   "This is so fucking good," she whispered.
   I pulled my head back and looked up.  She was looking down at me. 
"Would you like to come?" I asked.
   She nodded.
   "When you do, I want to get on top of you so I can come too," I
whispered.  "Is that OK?"
   She nodded again.
   "Is that OK with you, Kieran?" I whispered.
   "Yeah, but as soon as you pull out, I'm going in," he said.  "My balls
feel like they're about to explode."
   I put my mouth back to her pussy and concentrated on the spot where her
little lips came together.  I licked her nubbin, sucked on it, licked it
some more, sucked it some more, all while Kieran kept slowly sliding his
dick in and out of her.  She put her hands on my head and I knew what I was
about to get.  She started wiggling back and forth and pulling my head
against her.  I fastened my mouth on her clitoris and sucked it and very
quickly she started moaning and pulling my hair.  I kept sucking.  Kieran
kept fucking.  She started moaning louder and pulled my head against her so
tightly I couldn't breathe.
   When I thought she was finished, I moved away from her, pulled and
pushed her down on her back, straddled her, kneed her legs apart, leaned
over supporting myself on one arm, held my dick with one hand, and pushed
it against her vulva, all in about two seconds.  She lifted her legs and
spread them, held my dick with both hands, and guided the head to the right
spot, all in a couple of seconds more.  I pushed a couple of times and my
dick slid in all the way to my balls.  She wrapped her legs around mine,
wrapped her arms around me with one hand on my ass and the other behind my
head, and pulled my face down to hers.  I shut my eyes, found her mouth,
and pushed my tongue in.  I pulled my hips back, gave her one full-length
thrust, gave her another, felt her fingernails on my ass, gave her a third
long thrust, then one more, and stopped, because everything in me was
gushing out of me and into her, back where I came from.
   <><><>
   (KIERAN)
   While Kerry and Siobhan were getting in the missionary position, I
reversed my position so my head was at the foot of the bed.  We'd agreed we
were going to watch each other making love to her and I wanted a close-up
view of the action.  His legs were spread a little and hers were splayed
out and locked around his thighs.  hThe light from the lamp on the chest
opposite the bed was enough to see between their bodies.  I got in place
just in time to see her hands guide the head of his dick to her vagina.  He
slid his dick into her in a couple of quick pushes until his balls blocked
the view and then he stopped.
   We'd kidded him all his life about having a beautiful little butt and I
suppose it still was.  Even while he was unmoving on top of her, the
muscles in it were tight and his buttocks pulled in on each side.  Siobhan
put one hand on his ass and I saw indentations form where her fingertips
dug in.
   Very quickly, Kerry pulled back until his dick was almost out of her.  I
could see the underside of his shaft and the head of his dick just inside
the lips to her pussy.  Just as quickly, he pushed his dick back in until
his balls blocked the view again.  He pulled almost all the way out, shoved
it back in again, and I settled down to watch him get his rhythm
established.  He quickly pulled back out again, pushed it back in, and
froze, unmoving, with the muscles in his ass taut and hard.
   I waited and watched but they were both still.  His face was beside
hers, buried in her hair.  She had her eyes closed and there was a little
bit of a smile on her lips.
   I didn't understand why he stopped thrusting.  I didn't think he'd come
because I hadn't heard him grunt or moan.  I hadn't heard Siobhan either.
He was breathing hard like he'd just come but we'd been doing that for a
while.  I watched and waited.  I saw the muscles in his ass gradually relax
and his butt got rounder and softer looking.  Siobhan had both hands on it
and she was just holding it, not digging in with her fingertips like she
does me sometimes.  After a minute or so, I heard Kerry make a noise.  I
couldn't tell whether it was a groan or a whinny or what.  A few seconds
later, he repeated it.
   "Did you come, Kerry?" I asked.
   "Yeah, but just wait a little bit," he answered.  "Then you can have
your turn."
   He groaned again and then a few seconds later, I saw the muscles in his
ass quickly harden and relax and Siobhan giggled.
   "What the fuck are you two doing?" I asked.
   "I'm showing him what Kegel exercises feel like, Kieran," she whispered.
   Kerry groaned again, or maybe whined, and then I saw his ass tighten and
she giggled again.
   "She's trying to squeeze my dick off my body, Kieran," Kerry said. 
"What should I do?"
   "Well, what are you doing?" I asked.  "Why the fuck is she giggling?"
   "Every time I squeeze, he flexes his dick," Siobhan answered for him. 
"We're both just exercising our love muscles."
   "You mean he's still got a hard-on?" I asked, incredulously.  I suppose
I was thinking from the perspective of what happened to my dick after I
came.  Then I remembered what it had been like when I was his age and how I
would sometimes come and my dick would stay hard until I came a second
time. I'd seen him flex his dick lots of times and it had to be rigid when
he did it.
   "Yeah, it's still hard," Kerry answered.  "Just wait a little bit
longer, Kieran.  I'll pull it out in a minute.  Then you can have your
turn."
   "Kieran, let him do what he wants to," Siobhan said.  "Don't worry. 
I'll let you do everything he does."
   I was ready, more than ready, to take my turn with her.  But I knew he
could be with her only this night and Saturday night.  I could be with her
for the rest of my life.  I didn't mind waiting a little longer.
   Kerry probably hadn't been on top of Siobhan for a minute before he
came. Watching them coupling had been as erotic as anything I'd ever seen
and I wanted to see more of them with each other.  I wanted to see his dick
plunging into her pussy, with the lips to her pussy grasping it so closely,
knowing that they probably looked little different from Siobhan and me when
we was doing it.  It was eerily almost like watching myself as a younger
man having sex with her.  I decided to encourage him to continue.
   "Kerry, I don't think you finished your turn," I said.  "If you've still
got a hard-on, you're not finished until it's gone.  Isn't that right,
Siobhan?"
   She opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled.  I smiled back at her
and nodded.  She nodded back at me in agreement.
   "He's right, Kerry," she said.  "You don't have to stop now.  You can do
what you want to.  If you can do it a little big longer, I can probably
come too.  I'd like that."
   He didn't say anything.  I watched as his ass rose up and he pulled his
dick slowly out of her until just the head was still inside the lips to her
pussy and then just as slowly slid it back in her.  A few seconds later, he
pulled it out and slid it back in again.
   "I think it's still working," he whispered.  "I don't think you broke
it."
   That was the last thing anybody said for a while.  I moved a little
closer so I could see better between their legs.  For a while, Kerry kept
up his slow movements, pulling out until the head of his dick was almost
out of her, pulling the lips to her pussy back as dick slid out, and then
pushing back in until his balls blocked the view.  It was something I loved
to do to her and I knew she liked it too, long slow strokes with the head
of my dick rubbing the lips of her pussy.
   After a couple of minutes, he caught one of her legs with his arm and
pushed it back toward her shoulder, caught the other one, pushed it back,
and bent her almost in half with his arms behind her knees.  He brought his
legs close together and I couldn't see so I moved around to a side view.  I
knew he was getting ready for some serious action.  Over the years, I'd
done the same thing to her more times than I could count.  I knew he
wouldn't stop, probably couldn't stop, until he came.  Sometimes she came
with me when I did it to her in their position.  I knew she'd probably want
to come with him and I hoped she was able to.
   Kerry's movements gradually got faster and faster until he was slamming
into her.  Siobhan had both hands on his ass cheeks and I could see her
fingernails dig in.  I knew she was pulling him forward harder each time he
shoved his seven or so inches into her.  I'd had fingernail scratches on my
ass more than once when we got carried away doing it this way.  He
gradually lowered himself on her so that his chest was against her breasts
and his face was beside hers, in her hair.  I knew it wouldn't be long
before he came again.  I stopped stroking my dick so I wouldn't come until
I got my turn with her.
   He wasn't silent this time and neither was Siobhan.  He grunted loudly
each time he shoved his dick into her and she responded with her own.  She
had her eyes shut and her mouth was fastened on his shoulder.  I couldn't
help but smile at the way she was marking him.  After a minute or so
longer, his grunts suddenly turned into louder groans and he seemed to be
shuddering as he thrust.
   "That's it, Kerry," Siobhan managed to say.  "Give it to me.  I'm coming
with you, baby."
   I knew he was coming again and I hoped Siobhan was too.  I was so damn
close to coming I was afraid I would have a hands-off orgasm, a first if it
happened.  I didn't dare touch my dick.  Kerry's thrusts slowed, turned
into intermittent movements, and then stopped.  For a couple of minutes,
neither of them moved.  Kerry's face was beside hers and I could see her
lips moving as she whispered something to him.  I knew he was saying
something to her and I wondered what it was.
   Finally he pulled out, rolled off her, and flopped on the other side of
her.  She let her legs fall forward and almost come together when he moved
away.  She laid there, arms at her sides, legs straight, chest heaving, and
eyes closed.  The way she was laying there made me believe she had orgasmed
with him.
   "She's all yours, Kieran," he whispered.  "It's your turn."
   I was ready but I had no idea what Siobhan wanted.  I wanted to give her
some time to recover from the pounding he had given her.  She didn't want
to wait.  She held out her hand to me and managed to smile.
   "Come here, Kieran," she whispered.  "You must be in misery watching us.
Let me love you."
   She held her open arms toward me and spread her legs wide.  I glanced
between them and saw that the lips to her cunt were frothed with the
combination of her secretions and Kerry's semen.  I'd caused the same
effect many times when I fucked her twice in a short period.  The first
time I ejaculated was usually deep within her, instinctively deposited at
the mouth to her womb.  The second time, when my dick was working away like
a piston, it churned the previous load of semen into a froth that my dick
brought out and smeared around.
   I knew this time it was Kerry's semen that was entangled in the red hair
around her cunt.  I didn't care.  It was his cream pie and I wanted to add
another layer to it.  I'd watched little Squirt grow into a young man
taller that me.  I'd always loved him.  I'd always loved all of my
children. I knew others would condemn us for letting him make love to
Siobhan but I didn't care.  I didn't think the love that held all of us
together and made us family would be hurt by our actions.  I thought it
would make our love stronger.  And it didn't repel me to stick my dick into
his cream pie.  It made me want my turn with Siobhan even more.
   As I mounted her, she enveloped me in her arms and legs and pulled me
down on top of her with no attempt to guide my dick into her.  It bumped
somewhere, the wrong place, and I pulled back and let it come to rest on
her stomach.  I knew she'd let me know when she was ready or she'd put it
in for me.  She put one hand behind my head and pulled my face down into
her wild red hair.  She put the other hand on one of my buttocks and I
mentally got ready to be marked with fingernails again.  She locked her
ankles together behind my butt, squeezed my waist with her thighs, and
pulled me down onto her with her legs.
   I pulled my face out of her hair and held my cheek against hers with my
mouth at her ear.  I wanted to talk to her before we started.  My chest
pressed down on the soft mounds of her breasts and I slid my hands under
her and curled them around her shoulders, ready to hold her while I plowed
her.  I was ready and I knew she was too but I wanted to say something to
her before I lost myself in her.
   "I love you, Siobhan," I whispered in her ear.  "Was it good, making
love with our son?"
   "Yes, Kieran, it was good," she whispered in my ear.  "It was as good as
making love with his father always is.  I love you too."
   "No regrets?" I whispered.
   "No, no regrets," she whispered.
   "Did you come with him, there at the last, the second time, when he
came? You said you were coming with him.  I think he wanted you to, so
you'd enjoy it with him as much as you do with me.  Did you?'
   "Kieran, I came before he did.  It was like waves, little ones, big
ones, fading away, and then coming back.  It felt like I was coming for a
long time before he did.  You know my orgasms aren't like yours."
   "What did he say to you, when you two were whispering to each other? 
What did you say to him?"
   She didn't answer right away.  She just held me tighter and I waited.
   "Kieran, your Irish son kissed the blarney stone," she finally
whispered. "I think his words were meant for me alone.  Would you mind if I
kept something a secret from you?"
   "No, I don't mind.  Someday, if you want to, tell me.  We've never kept
secrets from each other but you can have just this little one for
yourself."
   "Are you ready for your turn?"
   "Yeah, I've been ready for too long.  I'll try to last longer than he
did the first time but I'm going to come pretty quickly."
   "Well, you can do it twice, like he did.  You've done it often enough.
I've come so many times tonight I probably can't come anymore but I'll let
you have a second time."
   "What if Kerry wants a third time?"
   "If he does, he'll get it.  You both can fuck me until you can't get it
up any more.  I may not walk tomorrow but I don't care."
   "I'm just going to do it once."
   "Why?  I know you're still good for two when you really want it."
   "I don't want him to think I'm competing with him.  Tonight was his
night.  Let him remember it as one of the best of his life.  I've got every
night for the rest of my life to be with you.
   "OK.  Lift up."
   I lifted my hips up.  She took her hand off my ass, guided my dick to
her pussy, rubbed the head up and down between her lips, and then set it in
the right place.  I pushed gently and my dick slid half way into her.  I
pushed again and it slid in all the way until my pelvis bumped hers and my
balls came to rest between her ass cheeks.  Inside, she was a boiling
cauldron, as hot and as wet as I'd ever felt her.  I held still and let
myself start to slide away into our joining.
   I tried to keep myself at least a little rational so I could last longer
and I wouldn't dissolve too quickly into the fucking of her.  Perhaps I did
for a brief period.  But as quickly as I began to move within her, I knew
that I was going to be lost in her.  I stopped thinking, stopped being
aware of anything else around us, feeling nothing but my body melting into
hers and my dick plowing her furrow again.  Time ceased and nothing had
meaning except the wanting and the need for release inside her.  I
surrendered and let it happen and once again squirted out my life inside
her
   As soon as I stopped moving, Kerry left the bedroom, went in the
bathroom, and I heard water running in the sink.  He returned in a couple
of minutes and I looked up at him.  He had a bunch of washcloths and some
small towels in a plastic pan.
   He crawled back in the bed near us, picked up one of the small towels,
and held it out to Siobhan.  She didn't take it.  I rolled off her and she
lay there with her legs parted.  He didn't hesitate.  He tucked it between
her legs and she closed them.  We both watched him as he unfolded one of
the washcloths, put it over her right breast, another on her left breast,
and last one over her lower abdomen.  He pointed at the last one and then
at me.  I understood.  He wanted me to wipe up that area.
   He handed me a washcloth - they were warm - and then used another on his
dick.  Siobhan and I watched as he pulled his foreskin back and wiped the
head of his dick, then the shaft, and last his balls.  His dick was red and
still swollen, almost as big as when he had a hard-on, but it was finally
hanging down.  When he finished, Siobhan turned her head and looked at my
dick.  I followed Kerry's example and also wiped up the small puddle of
semen which had drooled out on my stomach.  When I looked up, Kerry was
holding out his hand.  I gave him the wash cloth and he wadded it up with
his and tossed both of them in the bathroom.
   We both wiped the sweat and other stuff off Siobhan.  He wiped her face
as gently as he did Alannah's and then did her hands and arms.  I left her
breasts to him and wiped off everything below her naval.  I left her pussy
to last and, when I removed the towel, she grunted - maybe Kegels again -
and squeezed out some of what we'd put in her.  I wiped between each
squeeze while she grunted and giggled.
   I was ready to go to sleep but I was in no hurry and I don't suppose
Kerry or Siobhan were either.  She was on her back between the two of us. I
was on my right side facing her, with one leg thrown over one of hers and
my hand on her breast.  Kerry was on the other side, with one of his legs
over her other one.  He was propped up on one elbow, looking at her.  He
leaned over her, kissed the nipple on her other breast, sucked on it for a
few seconds, and then put his hand over it and looked at me with a big
Kerry grin.  I couldn't help it; I grinned back at him.
   "Siobhan, may I sleep with you and Kieran tonight?" he asked.
   "Yes, Kerry, if it's OK with Kieran," she answered.
   "If I wake up in the middle of the night and want to make love to you
again, may I do that too?" he asked.
   "How about me?" I asked before she could answer him.  "If I wake up, may
I do it with you again?"
   "The answer for both of you is yes," she said.  "But if you do, I'm not
going to get up at six o'clock and get you two off to work.  You both can
fend for yourselves and take care of Alannah too."
   "Do you want to take a quick shower before you go to sleep?" I asked
her. "We can pee and shower by ourselves and be back in bed in a few
minutes."
   "I was hoping somebody would bathe me," she said.
   "If somebody does, you might get fucked again," Kerry said.
   "Has she been fucked already?" I ased.  "I thought we were both just
making love to her."
   "I'm too sleepy to shower," Siobhan said.  "I need to pee but I don't
want to get up.  Kerry, would you go pee and take mine with you."
   "Yeah," I said, with a yawn that wasn't faked.  "Take mine too."
   Nobody moved and I suppose we were all waiting to see who would give in
to the call of nature first.
   "Kerry, when you get up to go pee, would you please turn out all the
lights," Siobhan whispered.
   "Why is everybody always picking on me?" he tried to sing as he got up.
   As soon as his turned out the first light, Siobhan jumped out of bed and
ran to the bathroom.  I jumped out too and ran after her.  She sat down on
the throne, closed her eyes, signed, and let loose.  Kerry came in and
leaned back against the bathroom counter with me and we both waited for her
to finish.  She stopped peeing but just sat there, eyes still closed.
   "If you don't hurry up, I'm going to pee in the sink," I said.
   "Yeah, me too," Kerry said.
   "Hush, both of you," she said.  "My pussy runneth over.  You can just
wait."
   She finally opened her eyes and smiled at us.  I wet a washcloth and
held it out to her.  She wiped between her legs and went back to bed. 
Kerry and I peed - in the commode, not the sink - at the same time.  Guys
can do that, you know.  We both shook and covered up.  When Kerry turned to
go back to the bedroom, I grabbed his arm.
   "It's great to be a man; isn't it, Kerry?" I asked him.
   "Yes, Kieran, it is," he said, and punched me lightly on the shoulder.
   The nightlight in the bathroom was just enough to see where Siobhan was.
She was on her back in the middle of the bed, eyes closed, and hands
together on her stomach, legs slightly parted, a small towel between them.
I laid down on my back on one side of her, on my back, and put my hands on
my stomach and shut my eyes.  I heard Kerry get in the bed and raised up
just enough to see that he was on his back too, hands on his stomach.  We
all three lay there for a while, not talking, but my mind was jumping from
one thing to another, like a drunken monkey.  I suppose Siobhan and Kerry
were thinking about what we'd done, just as I was.  After a few minutes,
Kerry broke the silence.
   "Do you ever think how improbable I am?" he whispered.  "Here I am with
both of you and the odds of it being me, Kerry Lee Stuart, are so remote, I
should never have happened.  Not me, not Kerry Lee Stuart, maybe somebody
else but why me?"
   "What do you mean, Kerry Lee Stuart?" I asked.  "You're going to have to
expound on that before we know what you're talking about."
   "Well, I guess we can start a little over eighteen years ago, the fall
before I was born in September.  Kavan and Arial had a cold that fall and
both of you caught it from them.  Right?"
   "Who told you that, Kerry?" Siobhan asked.  "I don't think I ever did."
   "Grandma Stuart," he answered.  "And you had a secondary bacterial
infection after the viral one and the doctor prescribed an anti-biotic for
you, right?"
   "Yes, that's right," Siobhan answered.  "And I was on birth-control
pills after Arial was weaned and we learned later that a rare side-effect
of the antibiotic was that it could cause the pill to fail."
   "And that's the way we think you were conceived," I said.  "But you know
we've never regretted it, don't you?"
   "Yeah, but just think, one little improbable egg was released from her
ovary and you just happened to have sex with her when she was most fertile.
You put a few million sperm in her, about half carrying an X chromosome and
the other half carrying a Y chromosome.  And one of those sperm carrying a
Y chromosome just happened to get to her egg first, and, wham, Kerry Lee
Stuart.  What's the odds of all that?"
   "I don't know," I answered truthfully.  "Do you?"
   "No, but I'll bet it's about one quadzillion to one.  Odds are I
shouldn't even be here.  Who is Kerry Lee Stuart?  You could have hung lots
of different names on me and I'd be somebody else.  One of those other
sperm could have got to the egg first and I'd be another guy, maybe looking
more like Kavan.  Maybe I'd even be a girl, looking like Arial or Alannah.
So who am I?  I'm just improbable Kerry Lee Stuart."
   "OK, Kerry," I answered.  "You were an accident.  You were the result of
random chance.  We love you anyway.  What does it matter?"
   "I don't know," he said pensively.  "I just think about stuff like that
sometimes, like who am I, and why I exist, and why am I me and not somebody
else, and what I want to do with me."
   "We all think about that, Kerry," Siobhan said.  "I do.  I know Kieran
does.  He's always thinking about stuff like that.  We try to shape
ourselves to be what we want to be.  We try to shape our children to be the
best they can be.  Sometimes we succeed.  You're just like we all are."
   "Kerry, do you remember the first book on cosmology I gave you," I
asked.
   "Yeah, it was called A Kids Look at the Cosmos.  You gave it to me when
I was nine.  I still have it."
   "Did it have any influence on your life?"
   "Yeah, a lot.  I've read lots of books on cosmology.  I guess that's why
I've studied physics and math, to try to understand the cosmos.  If you
hadn't given me that one book, I might have studied music or accounting or
sociology or stuff like that.  When I go to graduate school I might even
major in that area and become a cosmologist."
   "Kerry, I can't picture you working in a beauty saloon," Siobhan said.
   She wasn't that dumb.  She knew what a cosmologist was.  It was just a
standing joke whenever Kerry talked to anybody in the family about
cosmology.
   "That's a cosmetician, Siobhan," Kerry said, for about the thousandth
time.
   "Whatever," she said.  "I don't care.  I'm going to sleep.  You two can
ponder this if you want to."
   "Do you remember asking me why the big bang occurred and our universe
was created?" I asked.  "I said I didn't know the answer and nobody else
did and we never would know why."
   "Yeah, you told me scientists were just learning what happened and how
it happened and none of them could tell me why it happened."
   "Well, maybe you shouldn't try to understand why you were created and
why you exist.  There are no answers to questions like that.  Religions
pretend to have answers.  Maybe you should be satisfied that you were
created out of the love that Siobhan and I have for each other.  Maybe
that's why you're here with us tonight, because we love each other.  Maybe
that's answer enough.  Maybe we need an answer to the biggest question we
face right now."
   "What's that?" he asked.
   "Which way do you want to go to sleep?" I said.  "Do you want Siobhan to
spoon up to you and then I'll spoon up to her?  Or do you want her to hug
up to my butt so you can hug up to hers?
   "I want to spoon up to Kerry," Siobhan whispered.  "I want to hold his
family jewels when I go to sleep."
   "OK," Kerry mumbled.  "Sounds good to me."
   "Kieran likes me to hold his family jewels when I spoon up to him," she
whispered sleepily.
   I was just fading into sleep when I heard Kerry whisper, "I love you,
Siobhan."
   I thought she was asleep but she wasn't.  I could barely hear her when
she whispered back, "I love you too, Kerry."
   A minute or so later, he whispered again, "I love you, Kieran."
   "I love you too, Kerry," I said, out loud.  "Now go to sleep."
   A minute or so later, he whispered again, "I'm glad you're my parents. I
thank you for letting me to share in your love."
   "Hush, Kerry," Siobhan whispered.  "Go to sleep."
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   I slept through the night.  I suppose Siobhan and Kerry did too, unless
Kerry made love to her without making any noise or shaking the bed. 
Alannah came in our bedroom and woke us up a few minutes before the alarm
went off at six.  She didn't seem concerned that Kerry was sleeping with
us. When Kerry got up, she saw his morning hard-on when he went to the
bathroom, even though he tried to hide it from her.  I didn't even try to
hide mine.  I just let it wave around like a divining rod leading me to
water.  I wasn't ashamed of it.  I knew she would ask Siobhan why Kerry and
I were like that.  I was content to let Siobhan try to answer her.  As far
as I was concerned, it was just another why question for which there is no
answer.
   TO BE CONTINUED: 
  
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