Chapter 2 - A Family Affair

Awaking to the sound of light knocking on his door. Sven raced to hide Emmy in her closet. Pulling a robe around himself he unlatched the deadbolts and opened the door to find his younger brother. 

"Mom says we're leaving for school in ten minutes," Alfy said trying to peer behind Sven into his room. 

"Tell her I'm not feeling well, and stop snooping," Sven then shut the door and looked over his room to make sure he had no other evidence to expose his activities. He hid most of his equipment in his walk in closet. Beside the expensive and sleek computer in the corner of his room the rest looked like that of a regular 13 year old. Walls covered with Floyd, Zepplin, Beatles and Eagles, shelves with books, but instead of comics and science fiction he had Java, Flash and Cryptography reference guides. But to the untrained eye, Sven's room seemed average. 

Sven got into his pajama's, dripped saline solution into his eyes and rubbed some on his palms, neck and cheeks. His mother came into the room and sat beside him on his bed. Feeling his forehead and cheeks, she told him he felt clammy and looked flush. "Open your mouth," she commanded and after inspecting it said, "it looks a little red. I'll call you in but you stay in bed. I'll be home for lunch to bring you some chicken broth and tappiocca pudding." He thanked her and she kissed him on the head and left the room. 

He waited another half an hour before getting out of bed. He never had to worry about his father being there. If the old man wasn't on a business trip then he was out of the house before six AM. He was once a chemical engineer for a biotech firm in the city but had moved into the business coordination division after getting his MBA 5 years ago. 

Sven got out of bed and logged on to his computer. He had a biometric finger print scanner that unlocked his PC. The entirety of his data was encrypted and could only be decrypted using his fingerprint and his password phrase of "Passion holds up the botton of the world while genius paints its roof". Sven went through a brief eastern literature phase when he was eleven and particularly connected with this quote by Chang. 

After logging on he decided to review the family surveillance. The recording was triggered by motion detectors and found that the file sizes for his youngest brother was unusually small given his obsession with masturbating. He opened his brother's files and noticed that he left his room half past ten and returned after one o'clock only to go straight to sleep. 

Sven opened the bathroom files and found that his mother had given his father an enema last night and a routine blow job this morning, but besides the expected use of the toilet, there was nothing else sexual going on, and Alfy's absence was still unexplained. 

He began to worry if maybe Alfy spied on him while Sven was being fucked by Emmy. He cursed himself for not installing cameras in the halls. But when he opened his younger sister Kirsten's folder, her video was huge, well over three hours. He started the video and was quite intrigued. 

She went to bed early. Having somehow attained a small vibrator she spent over a half our squirming around her bed as she plugged her eleven year old cunt with that small silver toy. Her long t-shirt that she used as a nightgown was bunched up to her chest exposing her swollen nipples to her other hand for tweaking. 

Her door was slightly open and you could see a shadow appear from the hall about the time Alfy left his room. Kirsten was arching her back as she jammed the vibrator into her hairless couch. She collapsed abruptly after an obvious orgasm and seemed to immediately pass out after dropping her vibrator to the floor. 

Sven was surprized when Alfy slowly came through the door, carefully shutting it behind himself and crawled over to Kirsten's bedside. Switching camera angles, Sven was able to see Alfy picking up the juiced up vibrator and bringing it to his nose and then into his mouth. He was licking the juices off like it was a popsicle, running his tongue from the base of the shaft to the smoothed head. He took down his pajamas and underwear then brought the vibrator to his own tiny prick and turned it on. 

The vibrator made noise causing Kirsten to rouse to life. Alfy didn't seem to notice and kept circling it around his cock and balls. He appeared lost in the pleasure of the moment and didn't notice when Kirsten leaned over the bed to see him masturbating with her sex toy. Instead of getting angry Kirsten brought her hand to her cunny and started to finger herself. 

Alfy suddenly noticed the activity on the bed and became paralyzed with fear. He managed to switch the vibrator off, but that only drew Kirsten's attention back towards him. She seemed upset that he stopped and thrusted herself from a sitting position back to laying down. She tried to continue masturbating, but grew frustrated without the additional stimulus from Alfy. 

She leaned over the bed to find Alfy feigning sleep while scooting his body as much under her bed as he could. She seemed to be whispering something to him. Sven turned up the sound to her what they were saying. 

"Alfy... Alfy... I know you're not asleep so stop faking," she whispered. 

"Huh, wha? Ah, I must've been sleep walking again." 

"And sleep whacking, I saw you doing it," she said exposing him. 

"I don't know what I'm doing when I'm asleep."

"You're a crappy liar. I bet you were watching me playing with my couchie, and that's how you knew where I dropped the dildo." 

"What dildo? I didn't do anything." 

"The dildo you're laying on trying to hide, the one you were rubbing against your pud. Just admit it, don't be such a sissy." 

"Why should I admit it, you don't have any proof."

"If you tell me the truth I'll show you close up what I was doing." 

Alfy finally sat up, leaning against her bedstand as she laid on her side from the bed. "Fine I saw you touching yourself with this thing," Alfy took the vibrator from under the bed and showed it to her. "I wanted to see what it was and it smelled funny and vibrated so I wanted to see how it felt against my pud." 

Taking the vibrator from his hand, she asked "So it feels good for you too?" 

"It made me all tingly inside." 

"Me too, and if I do it long enough it starts to feel real good, kind of like you have to pee but a thousand times better," she explained. 

"You don't pee out the white stuff?" he asked curious about the difference. 

"No I just get all slippery in my couchie. What is this white stuff?" 

"It comes out of my pud when I get that real good pee feeling." 

"It's probably pee," she rationalized. 

"It is not stupid, pee's yellow, this is white stuff." 

"Then prove it. I want to see this white stuff come out of your pud," she challenged. 

"I'm not showing you my pud!" 

"Why? I already saw you pulling on it a second ago. Here, you can see me first so you don't feel stupid," she said and pulled off her long t-shirt displaying her small nimble body. Her shoulder length blond hair was messed up. While kneeling on the bed, she raised her small arms and tied her hair back with a scrunchy. Alfy sat beside the bed in amazement. "Your turn," she said. 

Alfy stood up and clumsily took off his pajamas and underwear, nearly falling over when freeing his feet. "There, you happy?" 

"Why is your pud small again?" 

"You have to touch it alot to make it stand up." 

"So touch it," Kirsten said with a twinkle in her eyes. 

Alfy was pulling on his flacid little dick but getting no where. He was still embarassed to be doing this in front of his little siste. He decided to spit in his hand to lube his jerking. 

"Why'd you do that?" 

"Because it gets rough if you don't. Spit makes it feel better." 

"Bet you wish you could just put your pud in your mouth, there's a lot of spit in there," she said. 

"Ew, gross," he said while his dick started getting harder. 

"I bet it would feel great." 

"I don't think so." 

"Wanna find out?" she offered. 

"Why do you want to taste it so bad?" Alfy asked. 

"I've seen movies on Sven's computer of girls doing it and they really liked it." 

Svens heart stopped. She's seen my movies! What else has she seen? Does she know about all the porn he sends overseas? Does she know about Emmy? He listened with hieghtened interest. 

"He left it on one day and I saw it while he was in the bathroom," she said. 

That's it, I'm installing a camer in my own room. 

"Did the girl swallow the white stuff?" he asked with his dick hard and completely erect at four and a half inches. 

"I didn't see any white stuff, so I guess so," she said. 

"You can do it if you swallow the white stuff," he offered in excitement. 

"If I do this then you have to promise that I can put your pud inside my couchie." 

"Deal." 

Kirsten knelt on the ground in front of Alfy and brought her face in line with his erect pecker. She reached out and before even touching him he shook with a shudder. She giggled and brought her palm to his peach fuzz above he upturned cock. She smoothed it all going down and then took a hold of his penis. He sighed deaply causing her to giggle again and lead her smiling mouth over the head of his prick. 

Alfy lost balance and managed to fall onto the bed. His dick popped out of her mouth and she burst into laughter. 

"Shut up, I couldn't help it," he said feeling embarassed and starting to lose his erection. 

Gathering herself she said, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, just lay back and try not to shake that much." She knelt between his legs, ecstatic about her effect on him. Taking hold of his prick, she put it back in her mouth and started to suck on it like it was a lollipop. She paid attention to his moans and found he liked it when she'd touch the head with her tongue. 

Alfy held her by the sides of her head and started to nod her head up and down. She was able to go down about two or three inches with each pump and every time he let go she would just slide her tongue back and forth under the head of his penis. 

Alfy started to buck under the stimulation. His legs quivered and his head thrashed. He pushed down on Kirsten's head, and although she started to fight the pressure, she couldn't get off before he started cumming. He grunted and girated his hips as rope after thin rope of his young little boy cum splashed into the back of Kirsten's throat. 

She escaped, and between coughing and swallowing the cum down she exclaimed, "You jerk, what was that for?" 

Alfy just stayed laying down, his hand lazily trailing circles around his belly. He squeezed out a weak, "Sorry, couldn't help it. Just felt too good." 

A smile crept across Kirsten's lips and she swirled the remaining cum around in her mouth. "The white stuff tastes really funny. My mouth feels like I ate a lot of pineapple." Alfy didn't respond, and instead stayed laying down panting from the pleasure. Kirsten noticed his dick growing flacid and asked, "What's wrong with your thing? Why is it getting small again?" 

"It doesn't stay hard forever stupid," Alfy answered finally drifting back into reality. 

"Well its your turn so you better make it big again." 

Alfy sighed and tried to jerk it erect again but gave up after a couple seconds. "It's sensitive right now. I don't want to hurt it." 

"Let me try," Kirsten said and proceded to take the limp dick into her mouth. Alfy giggle and squirmed as rolled it around her tongue. 

He finally pushed her off, "Its not gonna work. It needs some time to get back to normal." 

"We'll see about that," she said cloimbing on the bed and mashing Alfy into the pillows. She straddled his hips and lowered her hairless dripping pussy onto his weak prick. She grinding her hips into his cock, deriving some pleasure while Alfy was trying half-heartedly to fight her off. 

Managing to toss her to the side and pinning her down by the wrists, he said, "Quit it! You're going to have to give it a couple minutes." 

She was frustrated and wanted release, "This isn't fair! You got to make your white stuff and now I have to wait around forever. You're a jerk." 

"What am I supposed to do about it? I can't help it." 

Kirsten huffed with a scowl and then she got an idea, "You should do to me what I did for you." 

"You don't have a pud." 

"No moron, but you can at least lick me down there until your pud wakes up." 

Alfy sat up letting go of her wrists. He looked at her small little slit and asked, "Does it taste like that juice on that dildo." She nodded smiling. Alfy crawled down to her crotch and asked, "So I just lick around down here?" 

"You can stick your fingers in me too if you want, but lick them first." 

Alfy put his finger in his mouth coating it with saliva and slid it up and down her slit. He found her vagina and gently probed it while bringing his tongue to het pussy. After getting his finger inside her, he started working it in like he remembered her doing with the vibrator. He slid his tongue up and down between the fold of her pussy. 

She moaned and squirmed whenever he brushed against her clit. He liked the reaction and eventually just focused on her little nub, lapping at it like a dog while he pumped his finger into her tight little hole. 

He was getting aroused and his little cock was returning back to full size and length. She opened her eyes between her waves of pleasure to see Alfy's hard prick erect. Excited, she pushed him off her and commanded him to lay down. 

After he followed her orders, she squated over him and lowered herself onto his upright cock. She had a little trouble with entry, so she took a hold of the base of the cock and steadied it as she pushed down. So far she had been able to prod herself with plenty of items but never more than an inch into her before it started to feel uncomfortable. Now she wanted his entire cock inside her. 

She was using her weight to bounce onto him. She bit her lip and slammed herself down as hard as she could while holding his prick. She felt something tear inside her and cried out in pain. Alfy quickly muffled her mouth with his hand and then asked if she was alright or wanted to stop. She shook her head and with glassy eyes said that she was ok. 

Just sitting on him for a while, she began to get used to this feeling of fullness and the discomfort started to fade. She rolled her hips subtley to accustom herself to the invading cock. Beginning a gentle rocking she was starting to enjoy the feeling and the overwhelming heat and slight cramping subsided into a warm pleasure. Again she started to feel the waves of pleasure. 

Alfy was feeling ashamed, thinking that he just hurt his sister. He wanted to be gentle with her so he paid close attention to her expression to make sure whatever he did wasn't causing pain. He held her by her hips and supported her as best he could. Soon when he knew she was no longer suffering he allowed his hands to dance over her body. He tweaked her swollen nipples and caressed her abdomen and sides. 

She was getting lost in ecstasy and was bringing Alfy along for the ride. Not being one to restrain his orgasm, Alfy felt the familiar boiling in his loins and grunted a gutteral, "I'm going to go!" to Kirsten. She responded by bouncing higher and pounding down harder. 

He released a modest supply of cum into her untouched vagina. He grabbed her hips and helped slam her down upon him with each descent until he finished. She was not yet there, but kept Alfy hard with her efforts. His erection was in her control despite the sensitivity of his emptied cock and balls. 

She pounded down as Alfy moaned in pain. Soon her coordination became eratic and sloppy. The rhythm became a discord of pounding flesh and she began to gasp and writh about. Alfy squeezed his eyes shut, swallowing the pain as she girated over him. She called out a loud, "FUCK!" and collapsed on top of Alfy, covering his face with her fine blond hair. 

They laid like that for another half hour, softly talking to each other and discussing what the future would entail. They both agreed that nobody ought to know and to keep it a rare secret between each other. They agreed that they would only do it again when they absolutely needed to. Sven thought to himself that he'd get a sequel that coming night. 

Holding true to his promise, Sven mounted a couple surveillance cameras in his room. He figured that even if he doesn't foget to lock his door then he wouldn't need to set up the cameras every time he fucked Emmy. He positioned them for the best angles and hooked them up to his server. 

Sven decided to start editting the videos and configured the footage with transitions between camera angles and zooming to make it seem more studio-esque. Compiling the previous night's surveillance he had enough to send another video over seas. He logged on, bounced around a hundred proxies and deposited the video in the secured site of his Belgian contact. 

The guy was online and corresponded with Sven asking him when he was going to reappear on the videos. He told Sven that he had a steady customer base that missed him and wanted to know when his next release would occur. Sven said that he was developing a video between him and Emmy and would deliver it soon. The contact thought it was a great idea and wondered if Sven would do some movie magic and turn Emmy into a real woman. Sven liked the idea but said he didn't think he'd have sex with any real person anytime soon. The Belgian told him of an escort service he knew in the states and that they had plenty of girls to choose from and that they could be delivered to his house. Sven told him that his anonymity was important and the Belgian said that they could do it at any hotel as well. 

The idea became more appealing and Sven, even though he was content with Emmy, wouldn't mind experiencing a real woman. The Belgian gave Sven the contact and told him to tell the guy who sent him and that would eliminate any charge. He also provided the guys website and login info so that Sven could see the available girls. 

Still bouncing through proxies, Sven logged onto the site. There were profiles, images of the girls, sample videos of them on the job and there fees. Sven was impressed by how sexy these girls were and what they were willing to do. There was a page dedicated to "Alternative Pleasure". Curious Sven clicked over discovering a new world of kink. 

There were couples that worked in unison, women in leather, boys in drag and of course shemales. There was one particular shemale that struck his attention. She looked just like Emmy. Ideas floated through his mind. 

He could make a porno where he would fuck Emmy and imagine into another scene with a real woman, or in special cases, shemale. And by the end, Emmy would become a real woman. It would be his own version of Pinnochio. 

It would be a hit and he could demand more points and a larger advance. He'd make a mint and have more money than he could spend... well maybe not that much. He bookmarked the lithe little red headed shemale with soft features and perfect skin and then found a similar looking genuine girl for other scenes. 

Sven notified the escort contact that he wanted these two for a weekend project, and dropped the name of his Belgian contact. He set a date for that next coming week and made a mental list of the material and equipment he'd need. 

All the ideas and prospects got him horny so he took out Emmy for a ride. She was still wearing her cock, but Sven was more interested in doing the fucking himself. He bent her over his bed and started to finger her ass, getting it all lubed up. 

He could still smell his own funk emenating from Emmy's cock. She was going to need a wash, the little scank. Her had her all nice and slippery and squeezed his cock into her tight little ass. He leaned forward taking her tits in his hands and thrusting his pole deep into her slippery latex pucker. 

After cumming and resting on his bed, Sven heard the door downstairs open. He tossed Emmy back into her closet and slid the cameras into the corner, turned off his monitor and silently climbed into bed. 

His mother was home for lunch. She came upstairs and brought Sven some heated chicken broth in a thermos and a bowl of tapiocca pudding. When she entered his room Sven was feigning sleep. She shook his should and when he looked up to her she said he looked more flushed than before, then feeling his face she told him, "at least you're not so clammy. I think you're coming out of it, but still stay in bed the rest of the day." 

Sven sat up and began to sip on the broth as his mother set about to tidy up his room. She went by his computer and noticed it was on and said, "Sven, you're father always tells you not to waste energy." She turned on the monitor and as it faded to life she said, "It takes hard work to get the money to pay these..." 

She saw the images of the escorts that he had opened on the site. Luckily he was no longer at the alternative section, but she was still appaulled. Sven was secretly pissed that he never set a screensaver password, but he tried to appear embarrassed. 

"Sven Lindgren, is this what you do when you're locked away up here? Surf for porn? Let's see," she peered closer reading the screen, "Are you looking for class, seduction and pleasure? Then your answer is Amber. Donation $300..'" She looked at Sven in astonishment. "Are you looking for a prostitute?" 

"No its just that.." 

She cut him off, "my little boy is going to get mixed up with some diseased whore." She turned off the monitor and sat of his leather computer chair that was delivered with Emmy. 

"Mom, you got it all wrong.." 

"I know that young men are walking hormones, but you have to find another way. There's no reason to risk your health for gratification. Aren't there any girls at school?" she asked with a compassionate and understanding look. 

Sven decided to roll with this excuse since his mother was empathetic. "I've never been able to connect with anyone at school, and its really hard when you're all alone." He was soaking it for all it was worth. 

"Oh, baby, there's always other ways to take the pressure off. Don't you... you know... kind of... take care of..." 

"Of course I do, mom, but sometimes its not enough. Haven't you ever been so taken away with the passion from an idea that you have to make it happen? That's what it feels like for me." 

"But your a good looking boy, you should direct that towards girls instead of these projects that you work on all the time. You don't need to make it happen with a prostitute," she said getting up from the computer chair nd sitting at the foot of his bed, where he fucked Emmy's ass only minutes prior. The subtle hint of cum and lube still hung in the air. 

"The girls at school are all prude. They just laugh at boys that come onto them. I don't need to be a source of amusement. I'd rather just relieve myself without all the negative side effects of chasing after immature little girls." 

"Baby, you need to find a better way. That road," she nodded at the monitor, "leads you further and further into perversion." 

"God mom, everybody's perverted, given the chance. They just act like they aren't so they can act superior as though prudity was an advantage. Shit, I bet you and dad are perverts too." 

She slapped him lightly on the cheek, "We don't use that languagein this house." 

"Bullshit." He said followed by a stronger slap in the face from his mother. 

"Shut your little insolent mouth!" she yelled setting Sven off. 

He wanted so bad to put her in her place, "You and dad probably fuck everyday," she tried to slap him and Sven grabbed her wrist. "You probably kneal down and give him head while you sneak off to the bathroom every morning, thinking you're being discrete." She tried to slap him again but he got hold of both of her hands. She struggled back and forth, but didn't give it all her strength. 

"You both are probably a couple of depraved sluts trying to avoid being discovered as the horn balls you really are," Sven said with a wicked smile hoping to set his mother straight. 

After listening to him, fuming with a scowl, she spat in his face. Sven flinched and smiled knowingly. She was overwhelmed with passion and lunged forward kissing him violently, biting his lips and sucking in his tongue. 

Sven let go of her wrists and she ripped off her blouse revealing well formed 36 C breasts behind a push up bra. She leaned back looking at Sven's face, drunken with lust. She slapped him in his face flinging it to the side. He slowly turned back to her, touching his cheek. She was taking off her bra exposing her soft breasts with large areolas and hard protruding nipples. She stood up, beside the bed near Sven's face, slapped him again and then unzipped her skirt. Dropping it to the floor and stepping out of her heals, she mounted the bed resting her kneas on either side of Svens head. 

He could smell her sex, the enticing odor eminating from behind her lavender panties. He could see a few thick dark hairs poking out the sides. She slapped him again and then immediately smothered his sore face with her crotch. The heat and moisture drove him wild. He started to gnaw on the dampened panties and lick where fabric met flesh. 

She reached down and pulled the material to the side and ground her soaked pussy into his face. He started to lick around--up and down her slit and flicking at her clit. She guided her hips with the motion of his tongue, girating as she squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. 

She dismounted Sven's glistening face, and sitting on his hardened member rhetirically asked, "You think you can give me lip like that?" She firmly twisted his nipples making him cry out. "You think you can just go get a whore and fuck up your health I worked so hard to maintain?" She reached underneath her to his crotch and squeezed his cock. "Your little prick came out of me, which means it's mine. So instead of going and fucking some whore, you better let mommy take care of it." She gave his cock a firm tug making him moan. 

She tore his boxers down his legs and past his feet releasing his pulsating cock to bounce in the free air. "You think mommy's a slut?" she asked whacking his prick to the side. "You wanna see how much a slut mommy can be?" She slapped his prick in the other direction. 

She scooted back and went down on him, pulling her hair to the side and looking right into his widened eyes. She deep throated him immediately, snaking her tongue out to titillate the base of his throbbing cock. 

Sven was in agony and ecstasy simultaneously. His nipple were red and sore and his cock was aching from punishment. He was surprised how natural the transfer from anger to lust was with her. He was really digging her technique, it definately heightened the sensations he was feeling. 

She licked her finger and brought it to Sven's ass. He immediately tightened his sphincter but she didn't hesitate to jam it deep into ass making him scream from the pain. She started motioning with her finger while it was deep within him, massaging his prostate. By judging his reaction she found its location and started to swirl her finger around it much like she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock with each upstroke out of the depths of her throat. 

Going all the way down, lodging his cock deep in her throat, she applied suction, danced her tongue and made quick little bobs up and down. She then pressed her finger firmly on his swelling prostate. 

Sven could do nothing to prevent it, as started cumming in over a dozen thick ropes that slid right down her throat without obstruction. She swallowed, increasing the suction and further draining his balls. Sven thought his cock was going to explode from all the cum being released so quickly. 

Panting, watching the stars drift over his vision, his mother got off the bed and pulled on her skirt and grabbed her blouse. She stood at his bedside, like she had while feeling for a temperature, leaned over and drooled what was left of his cum into his slightly open mouth. "There you go baby, you can take that back. Next time you want to misbehave and consider fucking some whores, come see mommy and I'll set you straight. Okay?" 

She kissed him on the forehead like a perfect mother would and left his room. Sven was thinking to himself, how wonderful it was going to be to edit the surveillance video for his room. 

Sven fell asleep and didn't awake until after his entire family came back home. He cursed himself for his laziness. Their absence provided ample liberty to edit videos unhindered as well as placing more surveillance cameras throughout the house and yard. Summer was almost here and the pool house was a prime location for nudity and sex. 

His older sister Ingrid called him out of his room for dinner. They had chicken cordon bleu with rice. Sven kept analyzing his mother's behavior hoping to gleen any reaction from the incident earlier in the day. But without fail, she was as polished and composed as she had been before that afternoon which left Sven to wonder if he had only dreamed up the idea in his perverted head. 

The rest of the week followed suit: his mother remaining the mom he always knew. His two younger siblings however changed drastically. They no longer seemed to squabble as the were known to do, but they kept their distance from each other throughout the day only to steal away in the middle of the night to one or the other's room and fuck and suck like nymphos. They even took to the shower in the middle of the day, risking being caught together by a sibling or parent. Both Alfy and Kirsten initiated sex equally. 

Sven was getting concerned that Kirsten may end up getting pregnant from her brother's seed. Not wanting to disrupt the household that was making him plenty of money overseas, Sven decided to talk to Alfy. One day after dinner, he asked Alfy if he wanted to play a game of chess. After quickly reaching the tipping point of the game Sven asked Alfy, "You ever have sex?" 

"What... why do you ask?" Alfy, caught off guard and blushing terrbily answered. 

"Just because," Sven said nonchalantly. "There's a girl in my class that got pregnant. She was such a slut, she doesn't know who the father is. So she's going to have a baby before she even gets into high school. That's fucked up." 

"Yeah," Alfy replied looking concerned. "But I thought girls can't get pregnant until they're adults." 

"Don't be such a moron," Sven took the cue, "girls can get pregnant at any age. Shit their was a girl in India who had a baby at the age of six." 

"No way," Alfy said quite impressed. Sven made a move and a moment of silence hung in the air. Alfy interrupted it asking, "So, if people want to have sex but don't want a baby what do they do." 

Sven had to be careful but said, "Well, there is no full proof way. A lot of guys use condom and girls take the pill. But most young people just avoid the pussy all together." 

"What do you mean." 

"Instead of sticking their dicks in a girl's pussy they put it in her mouth or hand or ass." 

"The ass! That's sick!" Alfy showed is immaturity. 

"Not really. That hole is not much dirtier than the pussy and its probably cleaner than a mouth, so what's the big deal." 

"I guess," Alfy said curiously. After a moment he asked, "I heard that people who have butt sex are gay." 

"Only if they are boys taking a dick in their own asses. But who cares if they are. There's no more slavery, so a person's body is their own. Besides, sex is sex. And ass play can feel real good." 

"Did you ever have 'ass play'?" Alfy asked, no longer interested in the game. 

"Once or twice, but I've never done it with another girl or boy." 

"Then how'd you do it?" he asked intrigued. 

"You just stick something up your butt," Sven admitted. "You know anything big enough to hold on to and small enough to fit. But you have to be careful, it's really easy to hurt yourself up there, so nothing sharp at all." 

"What have you put up there?" 

"I don't know. A carrot, cucumber, butt plug, beads or dildo," Sven confessed. "But you don't tell anyone got it." 

"Yeah got it," Alfy said submitting. After some time he said, "I sometimes stick my finger up there when I shower." 

"And does it feel good?" 

"Yeah but I get really embarassed. Sometimes I feel like I'm a homo. That doesn't make me a homo does it?" 

"No, but who gives a shit if you are? You should listen to your body. If something feels good then you shouldn't worry about what other people think, just do what gives you pleasure." 

"Yeah. That makes sense," Alfy said, no longer ashamed. He made another move on the board and then asked Sven, "Would you let me borrow one of your butt play toys? I promise that I'll give it right back." 

"Screw that," Sven started scheming, "how would I know that you wouldn't let mom or dad find it. They'd get pissed and you'd squeal on me." 

"No I wouldn't! You can trust me." 

"What's you're collateral?" Sven asked. 

"I don't know what that is." 

"Its something you give me so that you follow through with your promise." 

"I don't have anything," Alfy said dejected. 

"Then forget about getting any of my toys." 

"Come on man, there's got to be something," Alfy pleaded. 

"Yeah, blackmail." 

"Alright, you can take my blackmail." 

"No stupid, blackmail is stuff I can hold over your head that would get you in trouble if you broke your promise. You know like pictures of you doing stuff wrong." 

"Ok like what? Stealing money from dad's wallet or touching mom's panties." 

"Worse." 

"Well, you can take pictures of me doing stuff with your toys." 

"How is that worse than being caught with them, they'd already know you did stuff with the toys." 

"What about stuff with the real thing." 

"You mean like take pictures of you with a dick in your butt?" 

"Yeah, just as collateral, you know, then when I give you the toys back you can rip up the pictures." 

"Who's dick did you expect to go in your butt?" 

"Why not yours. You said 'sex is sex', so who cares?" 

"Well if we do this then I don't want my face in the pictures just my dick in your ass." 

"All right," Alfy said with his cheeks flushed from excitement. After a pause he said, "So what do we do now?" 

Sven got up and locked the door and turned back to say, "First of all we got to get naked. You go ahead I'll get the camera and lube." He opened up his closet while Alfy was taking off his clothes. He didn't want Alfy to see Emmy, so he quickly got the lube and took out his sex toys that Alfy could choose from. 

Alfy, seeing the toys, said, "So that's what you keep in there. Kirsten thinks you hide a robot in there." 

"Kirsten's a little snoop. Go and get on the bed." Sven placed everything he held on the night stand and started to disrobe. Alfy was still in his tighty-whities and looked vulnerable and fragile in his pale skin and flushed complexion. This made Sven even more eager to slam his cock into that tender little ass. He was never attracted to any of his family, but if a sexual opportunity presented itself, he couldn't deny what his cock desired. 

Sven, climbed out of his boxers while Alfy stared at his slightly more mature body. "What are you waiting for?" Sven asked, "Get rid of that underwear." Hesitantly, Alfy pulled the thin white material off his legs, revealing a less mature body than Sven's. His pubic hair was only a slight little bush above his hard and thin four inch cock. 

Alfy was impressed with Sven's body. He had bigger muscles and his cock was thicker and longer, a solid 6 inches. His pubes were darker than his blond hair and were starting to climb higher up his abdomen in comparison to Alfy. 

"We'll start with the toys to get you loosened up, so lay down on your stomach but put a pillow under your crotch" Sven explained. Alfy did as command. Sven climbed and knealt on the bed. He spread Alfy's trembling legs to get access to his little pucker. 

Alfy's asshole was completely hairless and his asshole was a tight little pink star. Sven figured he had some work to do before he'd be able to fit his member. First he lubed his finger. When he touched Alfy he flexed instinctively, squeezing his butt cheeks together to his Sven's foreign hand. 

"Sorry," Alfy said starting to relax and opening his cheeks back up. Sven dripped a glob of lube in his buttcrack making Alfy giggle, squirm and apologize again. Using his index finger, Sven spread the lube down the crack and around his asshole. He circled the star and applied pressure. Even though Alfy's cheeks clamped together again, Sven was able to get his finger in to the second knuckle. 

Alfy's cheeks remained clenched and Sven decided to slap his ass to get him loose. "What the hell was that for?" Alfy yelled surprised by the slap. 

"Shut the fuck up you little shit," Sven said slapping his cheek again harder while pushing his finger as far in as it could go drawing an "ouch" from Alfy. "You better get used to this," Sven demanded, "my cock is a lot bigger than my finger." 

"I'll be alright, just not so hard." 

Sven was starting to glide his slippery finger in and out of Alfy's tight little hole. The grunts of pain that Alfy exuded transformed into moans of pleasure. Sven pulled out his finger and grabbed the anal beads, they were 7 inches in all and grew wider the closer to the base. The last bead was easily the width of Sven's cock so he figured Alfy would be ready after this. 

He lubed up the beads with Alfy turning around to see. "This is going to feel real good," Sven told him bringing an anxious smile to Alfy's lips. "Lay back down." He positioned the smallest bead at Alfy's rear. It was thinner than a finger but still met with some resistence from the tightened sphincter. Pushing harder Sven got the first one through causing Alfy to sigh from the sensation. 

The next few met with similar resistence but Sven managed to get them in. He tugged to see how tight the embedded beads were in. The pucker didn't give and the anus seemed to bow with his tugs. 

Sven put some extra lube on the last two that were left. As he shoved the next one in Alfy cried out in pain. "Shut up! Just bury your head in the pillow if you're gonna be a little girl about this." Alfy did as he was told and Sven worked the last bead in to the sound of a painful muffled protest. 

He was feeling proud of Alfy when he finished. The boy took the present pain in exchange for the pleasure to come--a valuable lesson for a sensual life. Alfy's head was out of the pillows and he was looking back at Sven tugging gently on the beads. They were connected to a ring that Sven could twist and when he did the moving beads inside Alfy's rectum massaged his developing prostate. 

Sven watched as Alfy moaned in pleasure in response to his ministrations. He wanted to reward Alfy for his endurance. "You want to feel something really good?" Alfy just vacantly nodded in response. "Alright, flip over." 

Alfy complied, setting his ass over the pillow, releasing his thin pole to the air that cooled the precum that oozed all over his cockhead. Sven was knealing between his legs and said, "You can't tell anyone what I'm about to do." Alfy, with eyes glazed nodded in agreement. 

Sven leaned over and took hold of the base of Alfy's prick. He jerked it a couple of times squeezing the precum to the top. He bent his head down and with a flat tongue he took the head into his mouth. Running his tongue over the smooth soft head, Sven collected the precum, getting the flavor that he recognized from tasting his own. 

With his other hand he continued to twist the beads around inside Alfy's crowded rectum. The moaning was magnified and Alfy took the initiative to put a pillow over his head. Sven was beginning to bob up and down over the cock. 

He felt Alfy start to squirm and wanted to time it just right to maximize the effect. Feeling the mushroomed head engorge to an almost rock hard state, Sven began to pull with effort on the anal beads. The first one released, sending Alfy bucking and writhing in pleasure. 

He began to empty his balls into Svens bobbing mouth. The first rope followed the first bead leaving his loins. It splashed into the back of Sven's throat, to which he swallowed causing the suction on Alfy's cock to increase. 

Sven pulled the next bead out and then the next. For each bead removed, Alfy released a huge load of cum into Sven's mouth making him swallow it down in turn priming Alfy for his next shot of cum. This process lasted through all 7 beads. Sven finally pulled off the cock noticing a final glob of semen drool out of Alfy's spent prick. He leaned forward and licked it off, leaving Alfy panting, half conscious but at least cleaned up. 

Sven sat next to him, tapped his shoulder and asked, "You alive?" 

"That was unreal," he replied opening his eyes. "Is it always that good?" 

"Give or take." 

"Want to take the pictures now? You can pump your white stuff into me if you like." 

"It's called cum, and I plan on it," Sven said as he climbed back down between Alfy's legs. He took the lube and drenched his cock, giving it a shiny coat to ease Alfy's pain. He grabbed each of Alfy's ankles and raised his bottom. 

Supporting Alfy with one hand Sven grabbed his dick with the other. He shimmied forward and positioned the head of his prick at the reddened pucker between Alfy's cheeks. Despite the loosening, Alfy's sphincter contracted to resist Sven's probing tool. Pulling Alfy's leg to position his ass up and leaning all of his weight onto his cock pushing into Alfy's ass, Sven pivoted back and forth and worked the head of his cock into Alfy's anus with a "pop". 

After the head passed through the sphincter the rest gave way easily, as though the asshole surrendered in defeat. Sven was now able to hold both legs up as he descended into the depths of Alfy's rectum. The ring was still tight around his cock, but the inside felt spacious, different from Emmy's. 

Alfy was squeezing his eyes shut and biting on the corner of a pillow to keep from crying out. Sven smiled and started to pull out and as he did he could see the grimace on Alfy's face subside. Sven actually saw a smile creep across the other's face when only the head of the cock was lodged in the ass. That smile quickly disappeared as Sven descended back in until his balls rested in the crack of Alfy's ass. 

Getting used to the invading prick, Alfy was able to let go of the pillow and control the moans of pleasure and pain--pain that was quickly fading away with each thrust. Sven continued to pound away, creating a rhythmic slapping that he hoped wouldn't filter through his doorway. 

Alfy grabbed his reborn penis and started to fondle it as it grew to its full size of four inches. The angle that Sven entered Alfy's ass made the head of his prick glide against the prostate. With each stroke the prostate sent tingles through Alfy's loins, bringing that growing warmth right below his navel. 

Sven was feeling a similar feeling. The thoughts zooming through his head prolonged his efforts. He thought about his escapade earlier that week with his mother; about Kirsten and Alfy fucking like rabbits every night; about the approaching weekend and his appointment with two escorts at a hotel. The flashing images became too much for him to bear and his cock went rock hard. 

The further engorged head sliding through Alfy's rectum sent him over the edge as well. His prick began to erupt semen as his hand continued to pump away along the shaft. 

Cum splashed on and in his belly simultaneously. Sven grunted as jet after jet spewed from his cock. Alfy groaned as warm milky pools of spunk collected on his chest and abdomen. The throes of ecstacy proved too much for Sven and, letting go of Alfy's legs, his cum-lubed cock slipped out of that tight asshole, sliding up Alfy's perinium and coming to a stop at his balls. 

Sighing and weezing, Sven said to Alfy, "Fuck, I forgot to snap the damn pictures." 

The lack of collateral was disregarded and Sven let Alfy borrow his anal beads, butt plug and vibrator under the condition that Alfy would in no way implicate Sven as the one who gave him the toys. After getting dressed, Alfy quickly ran the toys across the hall to his own room to hide them. 

Sven knew that Alfy would eventually share his recent experience with Kirsten. He figured that they would end up providing him with much more material to edit. Unfortunately, he had to deal with the increased risk of another pamily member being informed about his sexual promiscuity. If word reached his father, he would surely have his room searched and have his equipment and Emmy taken away from him. 

He made a promise to himself that, no matter what, no more sexual activity or conversations would take place with family. He looked into the monitor recording the activity in Alfy's room, and he saw Kirsten sucking his thin little prick while trying to push anal beads into his ass. "Let's see how long this promise lasts," he murmered to himself feeling his cock start to swell. 


