 
The Measure of Man

An Epic Adventure by Gil Gamesh 

Chapter Twenty-Three 

 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.

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CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Kieran Stuart, 42; Siobhan Stuart, 41; Kavan Stuart, 15; Arial Stuart, 13 (and ½); Kerry Stuart, 9 (almost 10)

Kathryn Jenssen, 16

TELLING THE STORY:
Kieran Stuart 

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(KIERAN)

Kavan talked us into letting him have an end-of-school-year party. He invited about thirty of his friends, an equal number of girls and boys, and we had a pool party in our enclosed back yard. 

He was very careful to introduce me to one of the girls, Kathryn. I recognized her as a girl from a house a short distance away. She had been around our house more than once but I had never been introduced before. From the way he was holding her hand, I guessed that they would call themselves girlfriend and boyfriend. She was a beautiful brunette, well developed with full breasts and hips already wide with womanhood. I wondered how old she was. She seemed older than Kavan.

I cooked hamburgers and hotdogs for the crowd, while Siobhan played hostess or maybe it was damage control. Even Arial and Kerry helped their brother and his friends have a good time. They tried to splash the pool dry and ate enough to feed an army and made enough noise to wake the dead – but I enjoyed it. Still, I was relieved when the last ones finally left.

I looked around to make sure all the other kids were gone and, when I saw that only my kids were left, I shucked off my swimming briefs. Kavan had said he was going to wear the big boxers most of the other boys were going to wear but at the last minute he changed his mind. He and Kerry wanted to do the same thing I did and show off for the girls. I suppose I wanted to show off too. Arial said I still looked good enough to eat, as usual. A couple of guys who were on the school swim team wore Speedos but most of the guys wore long baggy boxers.

I saw the young girls checking out the guys wearing briefs, including me, and I wondered why the others wanted to wear boxers. Arial wore a bikini that was close to a thong, to the envy of the other girls, and got her share of stares from the boys. Siobhan wore her two-piece suit and kept a towel wrapped around her hips most of the time. She still got checked out thoroughly by the horny young boys. 

Our three kids were naked as soon as I was and we all jumped or dived into the pool. Siobhan slowly removed her bra and bottom and gracefully walked down the steps at the end of the pool. We all horsed around for a while until I noticed that Kerry seemed tired and reluctant to play. When he swam to me and wrapped his l0ng arms and legs around me, I carried him out of the pool and Siobhan followed.

She laid down on one of the outdoor loungers, picked up a towel, and covered herself from her breasts on down. She held up her arms to Kerry, saying, “Come here, baby,” and I lowered Kerry down on to her. He snuggled up to her on his stomach, face turned sideways between her breasts, his favorite position, and closed his eyes.

I began to pick up the mess from the party and Kavan and Arial pitched in to help. We were filling the second garbage bag when I heard the side gate open. Kathryn walked back in and was almost to the pool area before she realized we were all naked. She took one frantic look at me first, then Kavan and Arial, and last at Siobhan holding Kerry, his butt sticking up in the air.

“Kerry has a beautiful little butt, doesn’t he?” I said.

Kathryn’s eyes went around the same circle as before. I could tell this time that she was getting a good look at me and at Kavan. I could hear her gulping for something to say.

“Kavan hasn’t told you that we’re a nudist family, has he?” I asked.

“No,” she finally choked out. “Wow, that’s, that’s cool. You all go naked with each other, huh?”

Kavan walked up to her and – I admired his grace – took both of her hands in his. “We’ve been doing this as long as I can remember, Kathryn. We’re used to it. But I guess it’s a shock to you, isn’t it?”

She looked him up and down, mostly down, and finally said, “Yeah, it’s a real shock. I’ve never seen anything like it. I just wish I could do it too.”

Kavan looked at me, as if asking advice or permission. “You can if you want to, Kathryn,” I said. “Kavan and Arial would be glad to play in the pool with you. Kerry is kind of zonked out.”

“You think it would be alright?” she asked. “I can’t stay but a little bit more. I just walked back to get my hairbrush.”

“It’s your decision,” I said. “Do it if you want to, but please don’t say anything about it to anyone. The next time you’re over here, we’ll sit down and discuss it with you. I don’t think Kavan will object, will you, Kavan?”

“No, Dad, I think it would be great if Kathryn joined us,” he said.

She looked around at all of us, clearly undecided, and then Arial piped up. “Yeah, Kathryn, do it. We love to swim naked. It’s a lot of fun and nothing bad ever happens.”

Maybe that relieved her fear. She pulled off the men’s shirt she was wearing and then her shorts, leaving her again in her bikini. She hesitated for a moment and then went through some sort of gymnastic maneuver with her arms that left her bra hanging in her hand. She hesitated again and then pulled down her bottom and stepped out.

“You’re beautiful, Kathryn,” I said, because she really was. She had the perfect body that only a young girl just into womanhood can have. 

Kavan finally choked out a full sentence, “Yeah, you’re really beautiful, Kathryn!"

“If you’ll all excuse me, I’ll finish cleaning up,” I said. “Kavan, why don’t you and Arial play with Kathryn in the pool for about fifteen minutes? I’ll let you know when time’s up so you can walk her home.”

When I looked up a few minutes later, I could hardly see the kids for all the water splashing in the pool. I looked at Siobhan and shrugged my shoulders.

I finally finished cleaning up and putting away. When I called the kids out to get dressed, Kavan said to Arial, “I’ll walk her home by myself, Arial. You don’t need to come too.”

When Kavan finally came back, he seemed lost in a fog and I thought I could detect signs of a teen-age illness: puppy love. I was about to kid him about it when I remembered what I had done at fifteen and how grown-up I had felt about it.

Arial was laying in wait for him. “Wow, Kavan, is that lipstick on the fly of your shorts?”

Poor Kavan. He looked down immediately and then looked up at me. I could almost see him trying to remember something.

“Arial asshole Stuart,” he growled. “Kathryn wasn’t wearing any lipstick.”

“Oh, yeah, dipstick,” she sneered, “then what’s that red stuff on your lips?”

Poor Kavan. He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth before he realized.

“Gotcha again!” Arial squealed

Kavan pulled off his shirt and shorts and started for Arial.

“Did Kathryn give you that hard-on, Kavan?” I asked.

He looked down and realized that his dick was almost hard. I’d noticed it as soon as he pulled down his shorts

“Gotcha, Kavan,” I smiled.

”Yeah, Dad,” he said in exasperation. “She did. I kissed her. In fact we were deep kissing. She’s pretty hot at that. It made me get a hard-on. I had to wait for it to go down a little before I could walk back. I couldn’t walk home with a tent in the front of my pants, could I? Everybody would have thought I was selling something.”

With that, he proceeded to grab Arial, throw her in the pool, and then cannon-ball right next to her. When they were through wrestling, I called them out. “We all need to get a shower,” I said.

Kerry was awake again so I grabbed his hand and dragged him off his mother. I couldn’t fuss at him about enjoying the closeness with her since I enjoyed the same thing.

“Come on, Squirt,” I said. “You and Kavan and I need to get a shower to wash off the pool chemicals. We’ll let Mom and Arial shower in the bathroom and we can go to the basement shower. That is, if they promise not to use up all the hot water washing their hair.”

When the three of us were showering together in the big basement shower I had built, Kerry popped a boner again. As usual he pushed his hips forward, showing off as always, proud of his four inches of erect dick. He reached down, pushed it downward, and we all watched as it sprang back up and slapped against his stomach. When it stopped bobbing up and down, he started to do it again.

“Don’t do it again, Squirt,” I said. “You need to exercise that muscle; you don’t need to break it off.”

He looked down and giggled. “How do you exercise it? Do you mean jacking off like Kavan does?”

“He exercises with his weights once every day,” I said. “Does he exercise his dick once every day?”

Before Kerry could say anything, Kavan answered. “No, Dad, I don’t exercise it once a day. It’s usually more like three or four times a day.” He looked at Kerry. “And you can just shut up, Squirt. Dad’s always told us that jacking off is the most normal thing a teenage boy can do. You’re just jealous. And besides you do it too.”

“Yeah,” Kerry said, “I do it too because sometimes I can make it feel real good. I guess that’s an orgasm like Dad said. But I don’t get anything out of it like you do.”

“Kerry, his balls are making millions of sperm and lots of testosterone every day,” I said. “Kavan does it to let off a little pressure from that. You’ll do it too in a few years.”

“But nobody has told me yet how to exercise it,” Kerry complained.

Kavan sighed loudly. “Pull your foreskin back and I’ll show you,” he said. I stood watching, wondering where this was going.

Kerry pulled his foreskin back as far as possible on his hard pride and joy and stood waiting.

Kavan reached over and, with one finger, pushed Kerry’s dick down to a horizontal position. He put the finger just on the groove behind the head.

“See this groove, Squirt,” he said, “that’s where you tie the cord.”

Kerry looked up at me and said, “What cord?”

I shrugged and Kavan told him, “The cord you tie to the ten-pound weight on the floor. Then you keep trying until you can lift the weight like Dad and me.”

Kerry looked me in the face and then down at my dick, half-hard from all the fun. He looked at Kavan and so did I. Kavan was more than half hard as usual.

“I’ve got ten dollars that says neither of you can lift it either,” Kerry smiled.

I thought it was time for me to end the fun. “You win, Kerry,” I said. “We’re not going to try to prove it because I don’t want to hurt my dick and I’m sure your brother isn’t ready to ruin his when it’s not even broken in yet.”

Before eight o’clock, Siobhan and I were stretched out on the king-size bed in our bedroom, half-heartedly watching the usual garbage on television. The kids were watching some garbage on the television in the family room. We were all still naked, as we often were in warm weather, and the big doors from the family room to the back deck were open.

Siobhan curled up next to me and put her hand on my stomach. I pushed it further down and she started playing with my cock, slowly sliding the skin up and down on the shaft. I was more than half hard again and wondering whether to get up and shut the door. All of us understood that a shut door meant that we wanted privacy.

Just at that moment, Kavan walked in on us. He took one look and turned around on a dime. He went back to the family room yelling, “Whoop, whoop, erection alert, erection alert, whoop, whoop, get the fire extinguisher, whoop, whoop, erection alert.”

Kerry came running, yelling, “Where? Where? Let me see.” He took a flying leap and landed on the bed on Siobhan’s side. The two older ones had stopped doing this but Kerry still loved to do it. He crawled over her and pushed us apart, then stretched out between us. “Don’t worry, my lady, I’ll protect you from the evil knight and his fearsome lance,” he said, trying to lower his voice but not succeeding. 

Kavan and Arial come in together and stood looking at the three of us for a minute. I saw both of them checking out the erection alert; it was still needed.

“Can we get in bed with you too?” Arial asked.

“Yeah,” Kavan said, “I’d like to do it too.”

I looked at Siobhan and she just shrugged.

“Sure,” I said, “come on.”

Siobhan, Kerry, and I moved to the center of the bed and propped up on the big pillows. Kavan crawled in on the side next to Siobhan and Arial crawled in beside me. We were accustomed to being naked together and we even curled up in bed together occasionally, especially when the weather was cold or stormy. But I sensed that this was different and wondered where this was going.

Kerry was snuggled up close to his mother, as usual, and had a hand on one breast. Kavan moved closer to her on the other side and placed one hand first on his mother’s stomach and then slowly moved it up until it was on her breast. I knew he could feel the nipple against the palm of his hand.

Kavan moved back from his mother slightly and I wondered why. His dick sprang out from between them and I assumed he was uncomfortable having his hard-on pressed downward against his mother’s hip. I don’t know if Kerry sensed that our togetherness was different this time but he turned his face to his mother’s breast and took the nipple in his mouth. Kavan and Arial and I watched as he began to suck gently on the little strawberry. When Kavan lowered his mouth to the other breast and began sucking too, Siobhan looked over at me with a questioning expression on her face. 

“Are you kids sure you want to be here with us tonight?” I asked.

Kavan and Kerry just grunted their “Uh huh,” and Arial said, “Sure, Dad, let us stay. This is cool. We won’t talk to anyone ab0ut it and we know you two would never let us get hurt with you.”

I looked at Siobhan and she just shrugged, as though indicating agreement. I wasn’t sure how far she was willing to go until she reached down with both hands and took Kavan’s hard-on in her left hand and Kerry’s in her right. Arial and I watched while she gently moved her hand up and down on their dicks while they continued to suck on her nipples. My dick quickly grew into a full-blown hard-on.

“If you want to stay, one of you has got to get up and turn off the television. I don’t know where the remote is,” I said. Kerry sprang up, turned it off, and was back between me and his mother in about two seconds. 

When Arial leaned over me and put her hand on my dick, I looked at her, about to ask her if she should be doing this. She looked me in the eyes, smiled, and said, “Relax, Dad, I’m thirteen and a half. Don’t you think it’s about time I found out what a hard dick feels like?”

“You can feel what it’s like in your hand, young lady, but don’t expect to feel one in you anywhere else any time soon,” I admonished. “I don’t think you’re ready for that!”

She wrapped her little hand almost around my cock and then slowly slid my foreskin back and eased it forward, never taking her eyes off it. 

“I know that, Dad. I don’t want to feel that for a few years yet. Nobody’s going to get one in me until I’m ready for it.”

Kavan propped up on one elbow, put his hand on Siobhan’s left breast, and watched his sister playing with my cock. “You know what’s really different about our family, Dad?” he asked

“Yeah,” I said, “most parents won’t let their kids get in their bed at all.”

“No, Dad, that’s not really it. We’re different in the way we talk and the way we touch each other.”

“Uh huh,” Arial added, “You’ve always talked to us about sex like we were smart enough to understand it. You’ve told us about what it’s like when you and Mom do it. The part I like is that you never say you fucked her; it’s always that the two of you made love. The kids at school talk about fucking and it sounds like something disgusting. The way you and Mom talk about sex and making love with each other, you make it sound like something beautiful. You make it something sacred, sort of spiritual sometimes.” 

“Yeah,” Kerry took his mouth off Siobhan’s right nipple and piped in. “I especially like it when we can get in bed with you. Last winter when we didn’t have any heat for a couple of days, we all put on our sweat suits and got in bed together to stay warm. That was neat.”

“Dad,” Arial said, “when that happened, we were all warm and it was so nice to be together. When Kavan and Kerry got up to go pee, I saw you and Mom curled up together and you had your hand under Mom’s sweatshirt. I could see it on her breast. When they came back, Kavan curled up against my backside. I took his hand and put it under my sweatshirt. He put it on my breast and that’s all he did. When Kerry turned over facing me, I took his hand and put in under there too. He put his hand on my other breast and then just held it there. I don’t think I’ll ever forget how warm and loved I felt being there with them.”

She moved her hand from my cock, leaving my foreskin retracted and the head shining, to my balls and started playing with them. 

“I hope I never forget that either,” Siobhan said, “but most parents don’t let their children touch them like you’re touching your father. And they don’t touch their sons like I’m doing. I know this is a first for us and I’m not sure we should be doing this.”

I noticed that, in spite of what Siobhan said, she showed no intention of taking her hands off Kavan’s and Kerry’s dicks. Both were clearly enjoying her hands on their hard dicks.

“I don’t see why not, Mom,” Kavan said. “You sometimes let us sleep with you without clothes. When you do, I touch you and Arial with my dick. I spoon up against you and I get an erection or sometimes I wake up with one pressed against Arial’s butt. I don’t try to do any more than that.”

“Yeah, Dad,” Arial said, “I’ve felt your dick before and I’ve felt Kavan’s. When you let us sleep naked together, I like it when you hold me and spoon up against me. I’ve been woke up more than once by your hard-on poking me. Same with Kavan. It doesn’t bother me to feel it back there; why should it bother you when I have it in my hand? Anyway, neither of you ever tried to stick it in me.”

I looked at Siobhan and she evidently saw my plea for help. “Don’t look at me, big boy, you got yourself into this. Now you can decide where it goes.” 

During all the talk, I noticed Arial watching her mother’s hands as she played with Kavan and Kerry. Her own hand mimicked her mother’s strokes, keeping my dick at full erection.

“Mom,” Arial said, “which one do you think is bigger: Dad’s or Kavan’s? Can we find out?”

“Kerry, do you think you could find that small measuring tape in my sewing box?” Siobhan asked. “We’ll let you hold the tape and your sister and I’ll read the numbers. And get a pencil and a piece of paper.”

Kerry was giggling as he ran out of the room, sort of half-skipping so that his beautiful little butt switched from side to side.

Siobhan looked at Arial and said, “Keep it up, Arial. It’s got to be hard to be good – and to get a good measurement.” Both Kavan and Arial groaned at the old Mae West joke; they’d heard it before from me. Arial made sure my dick stayed up and Siobhan kept Kavan’s standing proudly.

When Kerry returned, he was grinning even wider than usual. “How do we measure them?” he asked.

Siobhan took the tape measure and unrolled a foot or so. “You hold this end up against their pubic bone. Just press down through their pubic hair and you’ll feel it.”

“Where?” Kerry asked.

Siobhan turned loose of Kavan’s cock and took hold of Kerry’s with one hand. With the other hand, she pressed the tape against his hairless pubic bone. She held his dick down horizontal, stretched the tape along its length, and curved it around the head. I craned my neck over and checked. It looked like it was a little over four inches, maybe four and a half.

“Like this.” she said. “Kieran, you and Kavan stand up at the foot of the bed.”

“How long was mine?” Kerry asked, indignant that his had not been properly measured. 

Siobhan held Kerry’s dick down and applied the tape measure again. “Four and a half inches.”

“Hot damn, it’s grown another quarter inch,” he exclaimed.

“Dad’s next,” Kavan said. “Hold his dick down, Arial.”

Arial held my dick down while Kerry held the tape. Her soft little hand probably made it grow longer. Siobhan and Arial both looked at the measurement. Siobhan tore the paper in half and handed half to Arial. “We’ll each write down our number separately,” she said.

“Do we just measure length,” Arial asked, “or do we also measure circumference? That’s a good word, isn’t it, Dad: cir-CUM-fer-ence?” Siobhan and I both groaned. Kerry giggled. 

Kerry wrapped the tape around my cock about half way down the shaft and then Siobhan and Arial wrote down the numbers.

When they turned to Kavan, he complained, “No fair, nobody’s been keeping mine up. I need a hand.”

“Mom, can I help him?” Arial asked. “I know how to get it up.”

Siobhan looked at me and said, “You kids have amazed me enough already. I don’t know what you’ve got in mind. You go ahead if it’s what you want to do.” 

Arial leaned over Kavan and held his dick near the base. She lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and licked it on the glans. I saw Kavan look unbelievingly at me and at his mother but he didn’t stop Arial. When she opened her mouth, took the head of his cock in, and sucked on it, he closed his eyes and grinned.

“No fair, Arial,” Siobhan said, “you’re giving him a head start over your father.”

Arial just groaned and continued sucking for a few seconds more. When she straightened up, Kavan’s dick was all wet and shiny on the head and pointing almost at the ceiling.

Kerry held the tape for Kavan while Arial held his dick down. She and Siobhan again wrote down their separate numbers.

“Now, let’s add the length and cir-CUM-fer-ence together,” Siobhan said. “Is that the best way to see whose dick is bigger?”

Kavan and I nodded agreement and when Kerry nodded too, I said, “It's official then. Add them together.”

Siobhan and Arial conferred over the numbers and then Siobhan announced the results. “Sorry, Kavan, it’s official. Your father’s dick is a tiny bit bigger than yours.”

“Shit, I don’t care,” Kavan said. “Mine’s not through growing anyway.”

Kerry looked at me and at his mother. “Thanks, Mom and Dad, this is lots of fun.”

“Yeah, Mom and Dad,” Arial agreed, “it is lots of fun. We’re not hurting you and you’re not hurting us. I don’t care if some people would say we shouldn’t be playing with each other like this.”

“I agree, Mother and Father,” Kavan said. “All three of your children want to keep playing with Mom and Dad. Sorry, Dad, but Mom always comes first with me.”

“That’s OK, Son,” I said. “She always comes first with me too.”

“Dad,” Arial groaned, “is that what you call a double entender?

“That’s French, Arial,” Siobhan said, “it’s pronounced double entendre. And I don’t always come first.”

We all got back on the bed and Kerry again crawled to his mother. He leaned over her and started sucking on her strawberry nipple again. Kavan took the other strawberry in his mouth. Arial and I watched for a few minutes. Finally, I decided to reassert my fatherly prerogative. I crawled over and told my two sons, “One of you has to move.” Kavan obediently moved aside and I took his place. Arial came around the bed and pushed him down toward the foot of the bed. Siobhan cupped her breasts underneath and held them up to Kerry and me. Arial watched us, pushed Kavan further down on the bed, and then leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Kavan knelt between his mother’s outstretched legs and I watched as he leaned over her and began kissing and licking on her stomach. After a minute or so, he moved lower, trying to get his face between her legs. Siobhan pulled my ear and motioned with her head toward Kavan.

“Where’ya going, Kavan?” I drawled, in my best John Wayne imitation.

“Just looking, Duke,” he mumbled.

“You should have looked when you came out of there,” I said. “What you see down there is mine.”

Siobhan pulled my ear again and said, “No, it’s NOT yours; it’s mine. I just let you use it occasionally.”

“OK, OK, just don’t let him get his head stuck this time,” I said.

Kavan looked up at us. “Did I really get it stuck, Mom?”

“No, Kavan,” she said, “you didn’t get stuck. The first time a woman has a baby is usually the longest labor. But you didn’t get stuck. None of you did.”

Kavan stretched out on the bed on his stomach, face between his mother’s legs. I couldn’t see what he was doing but I heard her hissed intake of breath and guessed that he was doing what I liked to do. When he raised his head again and held up one finger, I could see that his lips and finger were wet.

“Do you need any help down there, Son?” I asked.

“No, Dad,” he answered, “if I can find her clit with my tongue and I can get a finger in her like this,” – and he crooked his first finger – “I’d like to try to make her come like you do. Is it OK if I do?”

“Is that OK with you, Siobhan?” I asked. “Should I make him stop now?”

“These kids have got me so hot that somebody’s going to have to do something tonight,” she answered. “Do you care if he does it?”

“Mom says you can do it, Kavan,” I said to him. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”

“Dad, my dick is so hard it feels like it’s going to bust. It’s just like you said it would be when I got my head between a woman’s legs. I wanna do it, if it’s OK with you.”

I looked at Siobhan and wasn’t sure what I saw in her eyes so I made up my own mind. “It’s OK with both of us, Kavan; go ahead.”

At that, Kerry and Arial moved down on the bed so that one was on each side of their mother’s legs. I don’t know what they could see but they seemed fascinated by what Kavan was doing. After a few minutes, Kavan raised his head and looked at me. He crooked two fingers at me and raised his eyebrows questioningly. I nodded approval. I watched Siobhan’s response when he inserted two fingers into her. She gasped and I guess he must have curled them around to press on her so-called G-spot.

Arial and Kerry and I watched Kavan’s efforts with Siobhan for a few minutes. Kavan evidently liked what he was doing as much as I did. I could see his tongue licking her and his fingers working in and out. I looked at Siobhan and saw the red flush on her chest and breasts that appeared when she was close to coming. I started to say something when she suddenly reached down, grabbed Kavan’s head, and pulled it against her. I knew he had brought Siobhan to orgasm. I wondered if he’d been practicing with Kathryn or Arial. He looked up at me for approval, smiled wildly, and, when I nodded, he put his face back down again.

After a few more minutes, Kerry pushed against Kavan and said, “Let me do it too.”

Kavan tried to push him aside. “You’re too little, Squirt; you can’t do a man’s job.”

“I can too! Can too!” Kerry pleaded. “Dad, make him let me do it too! OK, OK?”

“Let him try, Kavan. Show him what to do.”

Kerry got into position between his mother’s legs and Kavan started whispering in his ear and pointing. Kerry was kissing instead of licking but Siobhan said, “Kerry, baby, that’s so good.”

After a minute of so, I pulled Kerry back and said, “Let me try too, OK, OK?”

While we were changing position, Arial said, “Mom, I’m so wet down there from watching. Do you get that way too?”

“Yes, Princess,” she said, “girls get wet; men get hard. That’s what makes it all so damn good.”

I got between Siobhan’s legs on my stomach and lowered my lips to her pussy. I licked all around on the vaginal lips and on her clitoris before finally sucking her clit out from its hood. She started bucking against my face and I rose up for a moment.

Kavan was on his knees between Arial’s legs, looking down intently at her pussy. Kerry was between his sister and mother, watching everything, a look of absolute glee on his face. As I lowered my face back to Siobhan, I noticed Kavan lifting his sister’s legs and splaying them wide. I started again, very quietly and very gently, listening to what Kavan and Arial were doing. When I looked up again, he had his face buried between her legs and her hands were on his shoulders, fingers dug in. Kerry’s head looked like he was watching a ping-pong game. Siobhan looked over at her oldest son and daughter, watching them. I lowered my face back down again. 

“Kavan, don’t try to get more than one finger in your sister,” Siobhan said. “You don’t want to hurt her. She’s still a virgin.”

I looked up at that and saw Kavan with his face still between Arial’s thighs. He held up one long finger and I could see it glistening wetly.

“He’s doing it fine, Mom,” Arial said. “He hasn’t hurt me and it feels so good I want to cry.”

“I know how you feel, Princess,” Siobhan said.

Both Kavan and I brought our hands and faces back in place. I eased two fingers into Siobhan’s cunt and sought out her clitoris with my tongue again. I tried to be quiet and listen for what the kids were doing.

When I looked up again, briefly, Kerry was face down between his sister’s thighs and Kavan was evidently instructing him. When Kavan lowered his face to his sister’s breasts, I sought out Siobhan’s eyes and mouthed the word, “Look.” She turned and watched them, as fascinated as I was. Kavan and Kerry changed places and I resumed what I had been doing with Siobhan. 

I heard Arial squeal with orgasmic pleasure and Kavan said, “Damn, Arial, quit pulling my hair.” Siobhan started giggling at them.  I pushed my fingers in as deep as they would go and curled them around to press against her vaginal wall. At the same time, I sucked on her clitoris as strongly as I could and flicked it with my tongue. A few seconds later, I heard her giggles turn into gasps and I felt her contractions on my fingers.

I rose up on my hands and knees and looked at Kavan. He was in the same position looking at me. We grinned at each other, both with nose and lips and chin wet and shining.

I crawled up on my usual side of the bed, Kerry stretched out close to me, and Kavan got on the other side of him. We lay back against the big pillows and I looked down to see three hard-ons in a row. Siobhan and Arial were on the other side of Kavan, still gasping and breathing heavily, coming down from the peak of pleasure.

I think ten minutes or more passed without a word and without anyone moving, that is, if you don’t count three right hands. Finally Siobhan turned over and crawled up between my legs. She lowered her head, held my cock upright, and lowered her mouth to it. I watched to see what Arial would do. The kids all watched their mother sucking on the head of my cock and sliding the skin up and down on the shaft. Arial looked at me and I nodded and whispered, “It’s OK with us if you want to do it.” 

Arial followed her mother’s example. She opened her mouth and lowered it around Kavan’s cock. Kavan and I were both watching with open mouths. Kerry was looking back and forth between Arial and his mother with open mouth and goggle-eyes. 

Siobhan and Arial both began slowly but somehow I think it turned into a race to see which could make their man come first. Siobhan had got me close when I heard Arial say, “Mom, can we swap?”

Siobhan looked up at me for approval. I nodded and she and Arial switched places. When Arial tried to fit my cock in her mouth and I saw her small breasts hardly hanging down from her chest, I found it hard to look away. After a minute or so I did and saw Siobhan almost deep-throating Kavan’s cock while he watched in absolute awe. Arial looked up and saw what we were watching.

“I can’t do that,” she said, pouting. “I can hardly get Dad’s big dick in my mouth.”

“You don’t need to, Princess,” I told her. “Most of the feeling is in the last couple of inches. Just suck on that and use your hand on the rest, OK?”

She nodded and went back to my cock, sucking on the head and moving her hand up and down rapidly on the shaft. I could feel the beginning urges of an orgasm and I didn’t know what to say to Arial. Siobhan said it for me.

“Kieran, don’t you dare come in her mouth. I don’t think she’s ready for that yet. You push her off and come on your stomach. I don’t think she’s ever seen that and she needs to see how much you come before she gets it in the mouth.”

“How about you, Mom?” Kavan grunted. “What do you want me to do when I feel myself coming?”

“Don’t you worry about a thing, baby,” Siobhan said. “I’m used to getting a mouthful. I can handle it. Just let it go whenever you want to.”

I smiled at Kavan and sort of raised my eyebrows. When he still looked at me quizzically, I mouthed the words “It’s OK.”

Kavan and I – and Kerry – watched two bobbing heads for a few minutes more. I knew I was going to come at any second so I pushed Arial’s head back gently and said quietly, “Just use your hand, Arial, as fast as you can.”

In a few seconds I knew everything was boiling up inside me and about to blow. I closed my eyes and it hit. I could feel the hot spurts laying down a path from my throat to my lower stomach. When I opened my eyes, Arial was looking at my chest and stomach and cock in astonishment. I looked at Kerry and Kavan and they were looking too.

I saw Kavan throw his head back and close his eyes and I knew something had triggered his orgasm. I didn’t bother to tell Siobhan because I knew that she could easily recognize the signs of an oncoming orgasm. Kavan’s hips began to buck, thrusting his dick into his mother’s mouth and I knew all too well what he was experiencing. Siobhan kept her mouth on his cock all the way, even squeezing out the last few drops before she straightened up and swallowed. 

“I hope you appreciate what your mother just did for you, Kavan,” I said.

He stared down at his still-erect dick and whispered, “Oh, I do, Mom. I do, Dad.”

I shifted into pedagogical mode and said. “If a man comes in a woman’s mouth, she can swallow it or spit it out and it doesn’t hurt anything either way. But you can see what I did on my stomach. Think about what a man ejaculates into a woman’s vagina. When he lays down a puddle of semen like that against her cervix, what do you think happens?”

Kerry raised his hand and I nodded to him. “Dad, what’s in that stuff?” he asked, pointing at the semen on my stomach. “Did Kavan come in Mom’s mouth like you just did? What did she do with it? Do girls like to suck a guy’s dick?”

“It’s mainly water with a little protein and other stuff in it, Squirt,” I said. “It won’t hurt a woman if it’s on her stomach. But she can sure get pregnant from it if it’s in her vagina and the sperm swim through her cervix into her womb.”

“A woman likes to do things for the man she loves, Kerry,” Siobhan said. “He does things for her too, the same thing you and Kavan were doing for Arial.”

That just provoked more questions. Siobhan and I tried to answer Kerry’s questions with patience but soon realized that each answer given brought forth two more questions. We finally gave up and sent him for wet washcloths and towels.

When he came back, he handed a wet cloth and towel to me. I handed them to Siobhan as usual and she looked at Arial and handed the washcloth to her. Arial only said “Yuk” once as she wiped the semen off my stomach. Siobhan dried my stomach with the towel and squeezed the last drops out of the pipeline.

I looked around at the others. “Well, is everybody OK with what we’ve done?” When Kerry held his hand up again, I groaned.

“Nobody’s done anything with me,” he complained. “My dick’s still hard.”

I looked down at his penis and realized that it was still hard and had been for the last hour or so. He had a nice dick for a nine-year old, officially a good four and a half inches of hard cock still sticking up over his stomach.

“You’re right, Kerry,” I said. “We haven’t done anything with you. You’re part of this family and we love you. Tell me what you want us to do, Squirt.”

“I want you all to suck my dick like Mom and Arial did Kavan’s and Dad’s,” he said, with a big grin.

The rest of looked all around at each other at his request. I didn’t know what to say and evidently the others didn’t either. Siobhan finally came to my rescue.

“Kerry, boys and men don’t usually do that with other boys and men,” she said. “Usually girls do it to boys and women do it to men.”

He looked at me and then at Kavan and then at his mother.

“Why can’t they do it to me? Don’t they love me too?”

“Yes, Kerry,” I answered. “Kavan and I both love you very much. It’s just that when you do sex stuff, there are some things men do to women and other things women do to men. Men don’t usually do the same things to men.”

“Why not?” he asked. I was afraid another endless round of questions was about to start. “The kids at school say guys do suck other guy’s dicks. They call them queers when they do it. Is that bad? If it’s bad, why is it OK if Mom and Arial do it?”

“Kerry, I think you’re going to have to grow up a little more and we’re going to have to talk some more before you understand this. For now, let me just say I don’t think it’s bad at all if two people want to show love for each other, even if they’re both men.”

He said “Good” and lay back down on the bed, holding his hard dick straight up.

“I think we’ve gotta do something about Kerry’s boner,” I said. “It’s not fair to leave him like this when we’ve all had an orgasm except him.”

I looked at Siobhan and then at Kavan and Arial. They all nodded

“Whatever you say, Dad, it’s OK with us,” Kavan said. “We do love him, most of the time, anyway.”

“Yeah,” Arial said, “he’s the best little brother I could ever have and I really do love him.”

I had mixed feelings about what I intended to do but I didn’t see why I should expect Siobhan and Arial to suck Kerry’s dick when I wouldn’t. I loved him too. So I lowered my head to Kerry, opened my mouth to his dick, and used my thumb and two fingers on the shaft. I gave him a minute or so of sucking and jacking and then pulled off. Siobhan took my place and did the same, probably better than I did because he began to squirm. When she stopped, his brother didn’t hesitate to take her place and Kerry squirmed more. And when he straightened up a couple of minutes later, Arial took her turn. He squirmed more and more and then began thrusting up into Arial’s mouth. When he started saying, “Aahhh, aaahhh,” I wondered if he was having an orgasm. When Arial took her mouth off his dick, he looked satisfied.

“Thanks, Arial,” he said, smiling up at her. “You made it feel real good. I came in your mouth, didn’t I?  Did you swallow it?”

Siobhan left the room, telling the rest of us to stay put. She came back a few minutes later with a tray with two bottles of beer, a partial bottle of white wine, and a glass of milk. She had five glasses, a sliced baguette of bread, and a warmed wedge of Brie cheese.

“I thought we might have a celebration here in the middle of the bed,” she said. “Just don’t spill anything. I don’t want to sleep in a wet spot tonight,” she said, looking at me to make sure I caught her meaning.

Kavan was the first one to pipe up. “You mean that’s for us too, Mom?”

“You may have a half-glass of beer, a fourth-glass of wine, or a full glass of milk. And we can all share the bread and cheese until it’s gone.”

Kavan and Arial had tasted both wine and beer and I thought I knew which they would choose – beer for Kavan and wine for Arial. I didn’t know about Kerry because we had never offered either to him. I was right about Kavan and Arial. Kerry asked for a sip of both. He rolled each round in his mouth like a connoisseur and then chose the milk. When we finished, Kavan and Arial volunteered to clean up the tray and glasses and bottles. When they came back, giggling and holding hands, I knew they weren’t ready to stop playing and I wondered what they’d want next.

Kerry was snuggled up behind Siobhan, one hand on her breast, one leg thrown over her thighs. Kavan and Arial crawled in on each side of me. They each put their heads on my shoulders and I couldn’t see their faces. I could feel their hands when they reached down to my groin. One hand was playing with my balls and the other was gently stroking my cock. Since they were both on their sides with one arm underneath them, I knew they both had a hand on me and wondered again what they had been up to.

“Have you kids been practicing on each other?” I asked. “It seemed like you were just trying to show us how much you know about oral sex.”

“Yeah, Dad, we’ve been practicing. It’s OK, isn’t it?” Kavan asked. “You and Mom have told us how it’s done and we’ve seen you do it. We watched Luke and Rachael do it too but Kerry doesn’t remember that.”

“We’ve never tried to put any restrictions on your play, Son,” I said. “The only thing I’ve told you and Kerry that you couldn’t do was to try to get your dick in Arial. And you know why you’re not supposed to do that.”

“Yeah, you might make her have another Kerry,” Kerry said, with a big grin on his face.

“I’ve been learning how to do it with both of them, Dad,” Arial said. “Kavan loves it. I just don’t want him to come in my mouth like he did in Mom’s. He hasn’t done that yet.”

“Yeah, she said she’d never do it again if I did,” Kavan said.

“Well, I can’t come like that yet so you can suck mine all you want to, Arial,” Kerry said. “I like it.”

“You three have surprised me,” I said. “Have you had a good time playing with us?” 

“Dad,” Kavan started, “This has been almost the most perfect day of my life. I’m really glad you and Mom let us get in bed with you two tonight and play with you.”

“How about you, Arial? And you, Kerry?”

“Yeah,” Arial followed up, “you and Mom could make this the absolutely bestest day of our lives.”

I looked over at Kerry. He was watching what Kavan and Arial were doing to me. Somebody’s hand was now stroking an almost erect cock and somebody’s finger was crawling down the crack behind my balls. I wondered if they’d hatched up another plot when they were in the kitchen. 

“What are you two little provocateurs going to suggest that will make it absolutely the most perfect day?” I asked.

“We want to watch you and Mom make love!” Kavan said.

“Yeah, you tell us we saw you once when we were little but neither of us remembers it. We want to see you do it so we can watch and remember it,” Arial added.

From the other side of the bed, a smaller voice gave his vote. “Yeah, Mom and Dad, it’d be neat to watch. Can we, please, huh?”

I looked at Siobhan. “How did we get ourselves into this mess?” I asked.

“Well,” she answered, “I think it started one day when you said you wanted to have grandchildren with me.”

“We’ll make you a grandmother, Mom,” Kavan giggled. “You and Dad have just got to show us how it’s done.”

“I think we’ve already gone further than we should have,” I pleaded. “Don’t you kids think we should stop for the night?”

“Dad,” Arial asked, “are you ashamed to let us see you?”

“No, Arial, I’m not ashamed of making love with your mother,” I answered.

“And I’m not ashamed of it either,” Siobhan added. “It’s just that kind of sex is usually something we want to do in private.”

“Why, Dad?” Kavan asked. “You’ve told us we should never be ashamed of masturbating. When I started growing and getting hair down here” – and he pulled my pubic hair – “I asked you to show me how you did it. We went down in the basement and you showed me and I did it in front of you. We’ve done it in the shower a few times after that. You even let Kerry watch now. Does Mom know?” 

“Yes, I know,” Siobhan, answered. “He usually tells me about things like that and asks if I think it’s OK.”

“And you and Mom have walked in on me lots of times when I’m jerking off and I forget to shut the door. You’ve seen me doing it and both of you just smile now and tell me to have fun. I don’t even bother to stop now when you walk in,” Kavan said.

“Do you really think it’s OK, Mom?” Arial asked. “You’ve never shown me how you masturbate and I do it all the time now. Will you show me so I do it right? Sometimes I want to have an orgasm and I can’t, so maybe I don’t do it right.”

“Yes, Arial,” Siobhan answered, “it’s OK. And yes, I’ll show you how I do it if you think it will help you.”

“Can I watch too, Mom?” Kerry begged. “Please, please, please?”

I thought I might be able to put a stop to their entreaties if I explained why we preferred to make love in private.

“Kids,” I started, “have any of you ever heard of an altered state of consciousness? Do you know what it is?”

Kavan and Arial admitted they didn’t and Kerry looked at me like I was speaking Latin.

“It’s an extreme state of concentration, in which you focus all of your attention on one thing. The thing can be something like a book you’re reading, a television program you’re watching, or a game you’re playing. You become so immersed in that one thing that you’re not aware of anything else around you and time becomes meaningless. You aren’t aware of the passage of time and when you return to normal consciousness you’re usually surprised to find that it seemed like fifteen minutes when it was actually three hours.”

“Is that what Kerry does when he’s watching television and Mom says something to him and he never hears her?” Arial asked.

“Yes, and it’s also what happens when you’re on the telephone with one of your friends,” I said.

“But what’s it got to do with you making love with Mom?” Kavan asked.

“It’s got everything to do with it,” I answered. “When two people really love each other like your mother and I do, we both share that altered state of consciousness when we’re sharing our bodies. I’m not aware of anything else except what I’m feeling with my penis and with my skin and with my mouth. That’s why we usually make love with eyes closed, so we can sink deeper into that altered state. I think it’s as close as we can come to the desire to become one flesh. I feel like your mother and I become one single entity sometimes.”

“Your father’s right,” Siobhan added. “It’s not that we’re ashamed of anything. It’s just best when we’re not distracted.”

All three kids looked at us with open mouths. Kavan and Arial were totally serious; Kerry looked a little befuddled.

“So it’s sort of like a religious experience, isn’t it, Dad?” Kavan asked.

“Yes, Kavan, it is,” I answered. “Have you felt that sort of way when you’re kissing Kathryn?”

“Yeah, we press up against each other and I get a hard-on and it seems like we can’t kiss each other deep enough. I think you could shoot a gun next to my ear and I might not hear you.”

“Exactly,” I said, and gave him a thumbs-up, “but just imagine how much deeper you’d go if you were naked against her and your dick was in her pussy.” 

“Aw, come on, Dad,” he laughed. “My limit’s about eight inches.”

“You are not eight inches yet, twerp,” his sister snorted. “Dad’s bigger than you are and he’s not eight inches.”

“I’m not talking about physical depth, Kavan; I’m talking about emotional depth. The emotional depth can be just as deep even if your dick is only four or five inches.”

“So you’re saying you don’t want us watching because you don’t want us to distract you from what you feel with Mom,” Arial concluded.

“But Mom,” Kerry wheedled, “if we promise just to sit quietly and not bother you, we could watch, couldn’t we? Please?”

Siobhan looked at me again. I didn’t know what to do. On one hand, I wanted them to see what sort of very real love Siobhan and I shared. On the other hand, I didn’t want to let our intimacy with our children go any further than it already had.

“They’ve seen almost everything else tonight,” Siobhan said. “I’m not sure I want to be watched but I would like them to see what it’s like when we make love. It’s the bond that holds our lives together and they know they’re a result of that love.”

“Mom,” Kavan said, “I know it’s all about love. When you let us all get in bed with you, I feel like I’m a part of you and Dad and Arial and Kerry too. I feel so loved by my family and it makes me as happy as I’ve ever been.”

“I don’t know how this will work but I guess we can try it,” I said. “You’ve got to promise to be absolutely still so get comfortable where you don’t have to move around. Absolutely no talking either. That’ll spoil it for us. We’ll have to turn the lights down as low as they can be and still let you see.”

“I’ll turn the lights down,” Kerry said, and he bounded off the bed. Kavan and Arial sat up Indian-fashion on each side of the bed and Kerry crawled back in and put his butt inside Arial’s crossed legs and leaned back against her breasts. She wrapped her arms around him and let her hands fall down between his legs. He grinned and grabbed her hands and put them on his dick and balls.

Siobhan positioned herself on her back in the center of the bed. I stretched out beside her on my side. I looked around at the kids and nodded to them each in turn. Finally I lowered my lips to Siobhan’s and put my hand on her stomach at her naval.

I began softly kissing her with closed lips, on the tip of her nose and chin, on each corner of her mouth, and all over her face. After a couple of minutes, she reached up behind my head and pulled my face down to hers and opened her mouth to me. I opened to her and we began to sink slowly into each other.

I brought my free hand up to her breast and played with one nipple until it grew hard. I lowered my mouth to the other and sucked it into the same hardness. My hand made the familiar journey down to her Mound of Venus and I played with her pubic hair for a moment before cupping my fingers around her vulva. I slowly teased the wet lips apart and inserted one finger into her hot interior. I brought the finger back to her clitoris and used its lubricated tip to stroke her clitoral hood from side to side and up and down. I heard the expected intake of breath as I touched her nerve center.

I moved up on my hands and knees and trailed kisses from her breasts down to her naval. I stopped, licking at the tiny vertical indentation there, a small foretaste of the larger vertical opening that was my goal. I pulled her legs apart, and moved between them. On my knees, I put my hands under her buttocks and lifted her well off the bed. With my eyes shut, I lowered my face and brought my mouth against the spread lips of her pussy. I used my tongue to lick the hot slippery flesh there and my mouth to suck on her clitoris. When I heard her gasping intake of breath again, I lowered her back down on the bed and moved over her.

Siobhan reached down and guided my cock to her center. She held it in place while I gently moved the head in and out, getting it well coated with her fluids. When she removed her hand, I gradually lengthened my strokes, each time getting more and more of the shaft wet. When I felt my cock reach the depths of her, I stopped all movement for a minute of so. I knew she loved this first sensation of being totally joined as much as I did. 

She moved her hands down to my buttocks and brought her legs up, folding herself almost in half. We both loved this position because it gave us the ultimate in penetration and only the combined mat of our pubic hair seemed to separate us. Again I held still for a minute or so. She wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles together over my butt. I knew that was her signal that she was ready for me to give her every inch of my cock as fast and hard as I could.

I began slowly but soon was pumping my cock into her cunt faster and faster. As always the world faded away and time stood still. My mind held no thoughts except the deep need for the surrender to orgasm. Gradually the sensations of the impending release built up in me. Siobhan dug her fingernails into my ass and I suppose that might have triggered my coming.

When the first spurt left my body, I heard Siobhan groan. I knew that she could usually feel my contractions in the flesh of my cock but not necessarily the ejaculations deep inside her. I pressed down as hard as I could against her pubic bone, hoping that the shaft of my cock would press against her clitoris and trigger her orgasm. When I felt the clenching and unclenching of her vaginal muscles around my shaft, I knew I had succeeded. I collapsed limply on top of her and joined my mouth to hers in another open-mouthed kiss.

When I opened my eyes and looked around, I saw Arial on her knees, sitting back on her heels, with Kerry gone. I looked at her face and saw her eyes glistening and tears running down both cheeks. She looked like an innocent angel and I realized that she still was in spite of the night’s activities. When I looked at Kavan, he was in the same position on the other side of the bed, another angel with maybe a little devil thrown in.

When I asked where Kerry was, Kavan pointed toward the foot of the bed. I twisted around to look and he was kneeling on the floor, his elbows on the bed and hands under his chin. He would have been an angel too except for the wide grin on his face. I knew he had been looking at his mother and me from between my outspread legs and that he’d had the best view of all. I hadn’t even known when he had moved down there.

I looked back at Kavan. “Son, would you get us a couple of warm wash cloths and small towels?” He moved immediately and was back in a minute or so.

“It’s sometimes messy when we separate,” I said. “It’s just part of what’s perfectly normal. But we do try not to make a mess on the bed.”

I took a towel from Kavan’s hand and reached down and held it against Siobhan while she lowered her legs. From long practice, the towel ended up just under her buttocks and legs, ready to catch the typical outflow.

I rolled over away from Siobhan and flopped on my back. My slowly-softening cock also flopped, wetly, back on my stomach. I looked down and saw semen still oozing out the slit on the end of my penis. Kavan threw one of the washcloths to Arial and I reached for it.

“May I clean you up, Dad?” she asked. “And let Kavan clean up Mom? I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Just let us do this for you, please?”

Siobhan looked at her and said, “Maybe your brother doesn’t want to do it, Arial. And maybe he doesn’t know how. It’s not quite the same as wiping off your father’s cock.”

“I want to do it, Mom,” Kavan said. “I may not know how to do it but I want to learn. You can tell me if I don’t do it right.”

Just then Kerry bounded energetically back in between me and Siobhan. I nodded at Arial and then at Kavan. We all watched as Arial wrapped the warm washcloth around my soft penis and gently wiped it clean. When the shaft was clean, she held it up and pulled my foreskin back and wiped the head clean. A last ooze of semen appeared on the upright tip. Arial slid her hand down to the base of my cock and squeezed gently upward, bringing out the last of the semen. I wondered where she had learned to do that.

When she was finished, we all turned to look at Kavan and his mother. He held the washcloth in one hand and moved it between Siobhan’s legs. Siobhan spread them apart for him. He looked down, uncertain of what to do.

 I said, “Spread the lips of her pussy apart, Kavan, like this.”

 I showed him how to slowly spread his thumb and forefinger apart. He did as I had told him and then stopped when a mixture of clear and white fluids came out of his mother. I knew she was contracting the muscles around her vagina to squeeze it out; she had done it many times for me. Kavan was undaunted; he wiped her clean as gently and completely as any mother had every done for her baby. Siobhan reached down for the towel and pulled it up between her legs as she closed them. Arial handed her cloth to Kerry and Kavan followed her lead.

“Put these in the clothes hamper in the bathroom, Squirt,” Arial instructed. He was out of bed in one bound and back in two seconds.

“Dad, I have one last request,” Kavan said. “I promise no more, and we can all have a perfect end to a perfect day. Would you and Mom let us sleep with you tonight?”

I looked at Siobhan and she nodded to me. When I gave my approval, Arial leaned over me and kissed me on the lips. I felt her lips open and her tongue seeking entry to my mouth. I opened my lips to her and sucked her tongue in.

She pulled away with a loud “WOW” and stretched out on the outside of the bed near me.

I watched as Kavan leaned over his mother and I guessed that he was going to follow his sister’s example. I saw their mouths open to each other. When Kavan straightened up, he agreed with his sister. “Yeah, WOW!”

Kerry had been watching all of this. He leaned over me first, stuck out his tongue, and pressed it against my closed mouth. I opened to him too and sucked on his tongue. He pulled back, surprised at what I had done. He turned to his mother and, this time, kissed her with closed lips. She grabbed him behind the head and held him down. I could tell that she had opened her mouth and stuck her tongue in his mouth. He finally pulled away and agreed with his brother and sister. “Yeah, Wowee, WOWEE!”

I turned over on my side, facing Siobhan, and let my hand rest on Kerry’s stomach. Siobhan turned to face me and took my hand in hers. Kavan spooned up behind his mother and stretched his hand over her and put it on top of his mothers. Arial saw what we had done and snuggled up closer to my butt and stretched her hand over, finally getting close enough to let it rest on her brother’s. Kerry moved lower between us, turned his face so that it was against Siobhan’s breasts, and then curled his hand around his sister’s. I looked directly in Siobhan’s eyes, wondering how long it would be before those sleepy eyelids closed.

“You’re right, Kavan,” I said sleepily. “This is the perfect end to a perfect day. It’s almost midnight. Let’s all sleep as late as we want to tomorrow. Just remember that what you’ve done and seen tonight would be just a fantasy to most kids. Just don’t talk about it. Let this be a memory for the five of us." 

It wasn’t long before I closed my eyes to warm peaceful sleep, wrapped in the love of my wife and my children.


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