Slow Growing Driving Fast

By Let Nature Happen

Chapter 1

My Car


This story is purely fictional as is all characters in the story. Some
characters are minors and this story may have descriptions of sex between
minors and minors with adults and may be of a homosexual, bisexual,
heterosexual and even incestuous in nature

If you are offended with this type of story DON'T READ IT!

If you are under the legal age to read this type of story DON'T READ IT.

If you don't want to read this type of story DON'T READ IT.

This portion of the story merely starts to describe the characters and may
include descriptions of sexual organs however in this chapter there is no
sexual acts.

This is a coming of age story for a teen boy (John) whose handicap is that
he is physically maturing slower then most teenagers his own age.

It is a coming of age story for his entire family. A famous father, a naive
mother and the surprising secret they share. His siblings also have their
own secrets as well.

While learning to come to terms with John's new found sexuality and
acceptance of his revelation; they also get introduced to the freedoms of
complete honesty and family nudism. Soon more shocking changes take place.

We also learn of John's new boyfriend (David) and his alternative and
unorthodox upbringing and how John's family reluctantly accepts him as one
of their own foal.

Slow Growing Driving Fast Chapter 1 Happy Birthday

I woke in the morning on my own even before the alarm clock rang out. At
5:00 o'clock in the morning it was still dark outside and my alarm was set
for 6:00 am.

I guess you could say I was extremely excited because it was my sixteenth
birthday and today was going to be a very special day for me.

Not just that it was my sixteenth birthday, but because it was that special
day that all kids look forward to, the day I get my driver's license!

It was also the very first time I got to drive my car that I myself have
taken completely apart and restored. It was a 1973 Mustang Mach 1 fast
back. Like most of the kids I know I could have gotten a brand new car and
even a BMW Z4 if I wanted, but I really wanted the Mustang ever since I saw
James Bond drive one in Diamonds Are Forever.

Most Mustangs collectors would say that year wasn't exactly "Mustang"
because it was so big and really didn`t look like a mustang at all, but I
would say that it the best looking Mustang ever built.

Mine was once green, but I decided that it should be jet black even though
that went against the original color, but hey I didn't restore it as a
collector's item I restored it for myself to enjoy.

It has a 351 Boss engine that I broke down and had shipped to Germany to
get updated with fuel injectors and turbo. I also had the car computerized
and my dad insisted that it have antilock brakes and airbags installed for
my safety since airbags weren't popular when the car was new.

It has the official muscle car look with wide 16-inch high performance
traction tires in the rear and a 2-inch lift kit. In the front were 14-inch
high performance low profile tires.

Across the rear trunk area I had professionally painted in metallic colors
that faded together as they changed from red to orange to yellow to green
to blue and purple the words "Last Chance" (Relax. At the time I had no
idea what the significance of the colors and the orders of them were, but I
would find out soon enough.)

It is legal in Florida to have your windows blackened, but my parents would
only let me get mine darkly tinted. The difference is when your windows are
blackened you can't see in the car at all from the outside, but tinted
means your windows may be dark, but you can still see inside. The issue is
safety. Driving at night with blackened windows is really difficult because
everything is double dark.

I stepped into my bathroom with my usual morning wood to relieve my
bladder. At this point there are a few things you should know about me.

First off my name is John Goldhammer. (Sorry I didn't introduce myself
before now.) I know you've probably guessed I'm of Jewish decent, but my
family is actually atheist ever since WWII.

As you know I am 16,but I look a little younger than I really am. I am
maturing at a slower rate than most kids my age.

Doctors' say they won't give me any kind of treatment because even though I
am maturing slower than other kids are it's not because of any defects,

Actually I look a lot younger than I am. Some people say I look 10 and some
says I look 12, but personally I don't care anymore.

My dick is a mere 4 inches long cut and I don't have the slightest hint of
pubic hair or any body hair for that matter.

Which brings me to what made me write all this down. I had heard that males
think about sex about every 10 seconds, but I never had. I have had wet
dreams I know because I have woken up wet and sticky down there, but I
can't remember a single one.

I actually have to carry a letter and a special embossed card that is
signed from the governor of Florida and my doctor explaining my medical
condition or lack there of.

I am only 5'1" and I weigh in at a whopping 80 pounds. I have dark brown
hair and blue eyes. People say I look like Harry Potter in The Sorcerer's
Stone and yes I would have to agree because I do get many people asking for
my autograph.

My mother's name is Joan of whom I am named after and my father's name is
Steven. Yes Steven Goldhammer is my father.

They are both 29. You do the math, but no matter how you judge them it
don't matter to me because I still love them.

I have a younger brother and sister whom are twins. I won't say little
brother and sister because they are bigger than I am and look their
age. They are Adam and Barbara 15. Both looks a lot like me, as do my other
siblings, well except Adam has his hair-streaked blond and spiked.

Troy is 14, Beth is 13, Allen is 11 and Carol is 10.

 I am actually writing this story just two days after the actual events
took place, so that is why I will be jumping from past tense to present
time from time to time so try not to get confused.

Every day I look down while in the shower just to check if I have started
sprouting some hairs on my dick just to make sure. Not even peach fuzz.

On one hand I want hair if only to show that I'm maturing and yet on the
other hand I don't because I like the bald look and feel. In fact I know my
brothers and sisters all wax theirs off regularly because they can't stand
it either. Sometimes I think they do it just to sympathize with me, but
who's to say?

All showered I got dressed just as the sun peeked through the break in my
drapes. I went down the stairs and poured a glass of OJ and popped in a
Toaster Strudel.

Troy came down in his briefs as is normal in my family wiping his eyes from
the night's sleep. "Morning." He moaned as he poured some OJ.

"Morning." I responded.

"Big day today?" He winked.

"Yeah it is." I answered trying not to gloat, but failed miserably.

"We have a bet going you know." He stated.

"A bet?"

"On what your test score will be."

"What did you bet?" I asked.

"I bet that you'll fail." He smiled.

"Thanks a lot."

"Hey I would have bet you get a hundred percent, but that was taken. All
that was left was that you fail."

"How much did you bet?" I asked as he sat at the breakfast table with me
and I got my strudel and frosted it.

"One hundred." He answered.

"A hundred?" I bellowed purely insulted.

"Relax bro." He calmed. "Dad heard us betting and got mad and said that if
we can't support our own brother on one of the biggest days of his life
then the money goes to charity and he set the price."

"Oh that's cool." I said and sat at the table.

The next to come down was my parents. Both were fully dressed and
clean. "Ready for the big day sport?" Dad asked.

"Sure am and thanks for taking time off from work dad."

"No problem sport." He chimed. "Mom is coming with as well so I figure we
can stop off at McDonalds for some breakfast."

"That sounds good to me." I cooed.

"Are we taking my car?" I asked.

"No way am I riding in that monster." Mom interrupted. "We're taking the
Rolls."

"The Rolls?" I hissed. "Dad I can't take a driver's test in the Rolls! I
will look like a dork, besides I have never driven it before."

"Well your mother has spoken." He shrugged.

"Damn."

"Looks like I'm going to win after all." Troy beamed.

Dad just looked sternly at him and Troy bowed his head to the table
giggling.

"Well can we go?" I begged. "I should get in some practice before the
test."

"Sure hon." Mom said. "Let me get my purse."

While she did that dad and I went out to the rolls and removed the dust
cover rolling it up and tossing it in the trunk.

It took a while for me to adjust the seat for my small size, and
embarrassingly it was adjusted as far forward and as high as the seat would
allow. Still I must have looked like a small child behind the wheel.

"You know I will never be able to speed." I said. "It's going to take me
forever to get anywhere."

"Why's that?" Dad asked.

"Cops are going to be stopping me every mile just to check my age."

Dad just sort of bowed his head in sorrow. "Yeah I guess you're just going
to have to deal with that son."

I always got the feeling there was something they weren't telling me, but I
never pushed the subject.

As soon as mom climbed in the back seat I started the engine and we were
off.

To say I got a few strange looks from people would be and understatement. A
few people in Palm Beach that I knew though gave me the thumbs up wishing
me luck.

We had to wait at the drawbridge to West Palm, but I didn't mind that so
much because it gave me time to think.

McDonalds was on the way so we stopped in. Dixie highway was still under
construction so I wanted to eat as fast as we could, so we could avoid the
morning traffic. I knew that once people started heading to work it would
be hell to get through all the construction.

After breakfast we headed off again and I asked dad. "Can we take 95? I
need freeway practice."

"No way kiddo!" Mom jolted.

"Besides son." Dad injected. "The driving portion of the test is done on a
course behind the building."

"Ok." I agreed to city roads.

When we got to the testing station which was a small building across from
the mall on PGA Boulevard, there were already some people waiting in line
at the door. One of them was a friend of mine from school Dave.

I could have been going to a private school, but my dad believes in the
public school system so private schools were out of the question.

Dave has blond hair, green eyes. He stands about 6'2" and weighs in at what
I would guess to be a good 170 to 174 pounds. He has the California surfer
look, but is really gentle and kind with me.

"Hi Dave." I said as I walked up to him standing with what looked to be his
older sister. "It's your birthday today as too?"

Before he could say a word she spoke up. "It sure is." She glowed. "16
years ago he finally decided to emerge from my belly after 48 hours of
labor (Sigh) and now he`s taking his driver's test. (Sigh) My little man."

I could just imagine how my eyes must have done a double take when she said
that. I mean I know my parents were only 13 when they had me, but she must
have been 10 judging by the looks of her.

She was voluptuous! She had blond hair that was shagged and some of her
bangs hung over her eyes. She had beautiful blue eyes from what I could see
through the bangs.

She wore a velvety v-cut shirt that showed most of her cleavage, which had
to be at least double D's. Her waists were narrow and her ass was awesome
and she also wore these tight white shorts that showed a small amount of
her ass line.

I knew Dave's parents were middle class and lower middle class at that, but
judging by how his mom was dressed anyone would assume that they were from
Palm Beach proper.

Her long legs looked smooth and soft to the touch. She looked like a teen
model.

My parents were young at 29, but they looked like they could actually be my
parents with as young as I look.

Dave just rolled his eyes at the way I was looking at her. What he didn't
understand was that I really had no sexual attraction to her at all. I was
just stunned as to how she looked like his sister.

I never realized it until that moment, but the one I was more attracted to
at that moment was Dave, which bothered me somewhat. I don't remember what
my wet dreams had been about, but I was sure it wasn't about guys.

While our parents waited in line one of the ladies came out and read of the
names of the people who had appointments. Dave was to go and then it would
be my turn.

When I stepped up in line behind Dave she looked at me and said. "Sorry son
you can't ride along."

"Ride along?" I asked in dismay. "I'm John Goldhammer." Then I handed my
learners permit and my age confirmation card.

She looked at it in disbelief and said. "One second." And went inside.

My parents had to learn to stay out of these confrontations because I would
be dealing with this kind of things and had to learn how to handle it.

Moments later she returned with a man who scrutinized my identifications
and myself. "Oh I remember John from when he came in for his permit. He
really is 16." He shook my hand and said. "Good luck MISTER Goldhammer."

I can't tell you how good that made me feel. I knew I didn't want to be
called mister all the time if at all because I am more modest than that,
but it was good to be acknowledged as at least being my age. "Thank you
sir." I responded.

Dave took her to the car he was taking his test in and they ran the usual
safety tests. The horn, lights, turn signals and so on.

The car was a 1990 Ford Arostar and really showed it's age.

I was wondering why they were just sitting there in the parking slot after
a while, but soon I saw that Dave indicated to her (Possibly making sure
that I was watching) That she needed to put her seat belt on. "Oh he's
good." I said to myself. I forgot all about that.

They backed out and I watched as they drove around to the back of the
building to where the driving course was.

The only real part of the course that I could see before they went into the
gated wooded area was when Dave had to park in between 4 poles and back out
again. This was the part I dreaded most. I knew I could drive great and
back up, but parking was my nemesis.

Parking was my dad's pet peeve. He hated people who took two spaces instead
of just one. I could understand why some people would want to protect their
car by not allowing anyone to park next to them, but I agree with my dad
that parking lots are communal and sometimes there just aren't enough
spaces to waste one.

I have had to go through the embarrassment of my dad literally go ballistic
on more than one driver whom he caught trying to park like that. I would
sink low in the seat as he shouted.

One time when an old lady wouldn't move her car he waited till she was
inside the shop and parked his car right next to her drivers door so she
would have to crawl through her passenger door to get back in.

We even had an ice-cream cone outside the store waiting for her to come
back out. I'm ashamed to admit we laughed our asses off when she saw her
predicament.

We call old people in Florida Q-tips and the ones who only live down here
in the winter month's snowbirds.

I for one feel that any person over the age of 18 should have to have a
road test at least every year and if they show the slightest bit of fear
then their license should be torn up.

I could see no indications on Dave's face as he returned whether he passed
or failed. They went back in the building and she came back out without
him.

"Ok mister Goldhammer it's you're turn." She said.

We too went through all the checks of my safety equipment and when she got
in the passenger seat I made a point not to start the car and turned to her
and said politely. "Please put your seat belt on."

She smiled and did just that, but I didn't hear it click. I reached down
and shoved it in the clasp till it clicked. She didn't say anything, but I
just knew that was a trap because anyone who knows cars knows that Rolls
Royce is about the most precision cars on the road. So much so that the
belt buckles almost swallows the clasp effortlessly.

The test only lasted a few minutes, but I was so nerve wracked that it
seemed to take all day. When we got back she said. "Ok John, you need a
little more practice on parking, but you stayed between the lines and you
didn't hit the poles so you pass."

"Whew." Was my very audible response. "Thank you ma'am."

"Come on inside and we'll get your license all worked out."

Then she did something that I still think was no accident. She fumbled with
her clipboard and the pen dropped between my legs. She reached down and
snatched it up before I could even respond and I felt her hand actually
grasp my package. "Oh my, sorry." She said and opened the car door and got
out.

I don't know, maybe she wanted to check and see if I was as mature down
there (which I'm not) as any other 16 year old. Either way she turned my
proud moment into another humiliation.

My parents and Dave's mom were talking outside when I came out holding my
license and looking at my picture in disgust.

"Well I see you passed." Mom said with a smile.

"Congratulations." Dave said.

"Did you pass?" I asked.

Dave just handed over his license. I was amazed how good he looked in his
picture. I on the other hand looked distorted. I traded licenses with him
so he could see and then we traded back.

I handed my dad the keys to the rolls and said. "Here dad." I was upset. I
didn't want to drive home and when I did get home I didn't even want to
drive my own car. I just wanted to sit in my room and sulk.

Self-pity never washed in my family and especially with my dad. He didn't
even knock. He just burst in my room and said. "Ok, what's wrong?"

I told him the whole story of how the woman grasped my crotch and how it
made me feel and he just stood up and said. "You don't know. It could have
really been an accident and then again maybe, just maybe you turned her
on." Then he winked at me and said. "Now get out there and break in your
driver's license."

"I have no place to go." I said.

He took out his wallet and handed me all the money he had in it which was
about 6 hundred. "Go do something, but get the hell out of this house."


Slow Growing Driving Fast

By

Let Nature Happen

Chapter 2

First Drive Solo



I sat in my car for a while and shook off my pity. I put the key in and
felt it rumble to life. The feeling was amazing. I was transported back in
time to what it must have felt like to whom ever first bought the car when
it was new.

In all respects with the exception of the metal my car was brand new. It
even had the smell of a new car. The leather seats even creaked under my
ass and the steering wheel did too in my twisting hands.

My eleven-year-old brother Allen came running out to my driver's
window. Allen and I look more like twins. He and I look to be the exact
same age as well. The fact is I think he idolizes me and I sure love the
little snot to death. "Where you going?" He asked as the rumble of my
engine almost muffled his small voice out.

"Allen!" My dad called. "Don't go asking for a ride."

I turned off my engine so my dad could hear. "He didn't ask for a ride dad,
but I kinda would like his company if he wants to go to the mall with me."

"Well that's up to you son." He responded.

"How about it kiddo? Want to go with me to the mall?"

It looked like he was about to wet his pants from the excitement. "Do I?"
Then he ran around to the passenger's door and got in.

My seat was customized just for me, but his was the stock seat that came
with the car when it was new, with the exception of the fine leather
upholstery of course.

(By the way you the reader should know that except for the modern safety
equipment that my parents insisted on. I not only worked on myself, but
also paid for out of my own job money. I do customizing on high-end
cars. You may not believe it, but I have been doing that since I was 14.)

"Put your seat belt on." I insisted and started the monster up again.

I did indulge myself just a little by driving up to the north end of Palm
Beach and back to the North Bridge over to West Palm.

(The north end of Palm Beach is a very calming drive and I would suggest
that anyone visiting the area take the time to drive it. Just watch out for
the cops because they are very strict.)

When we got to the mall on PGA Allen and I did some shopping and just for
kicks decided to get our hair cut and styled the same.

After we were hungry so decided to grab a bite at the food court. I gave
Allen a 20 and said. "Have whatever you want. I want a Philly."

I saw Allen struggle with the decision of what he wanted and settled in on
Pizza.

We met back up at a table and started to eat when Dave came up and
said. "Hey guys." Then he smiled and said. "Which one is John?"

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Come on." He prodded. "Really are you John?"

"Sit down asshole." I said and he did. He also had a Philly on his
tray. "So, out for a spin?"

"No." He said. "I have a car, but it doesn't run yet."

"What's wrong with it?" I asked.

"I don't know." He said. "My uncle gave it to me. It has been sitting on
his farm for ages."

"What is it?" I asked.

"A 1987 GTA."

"Tell you what." I said. Let's eat and then we'll go take a look at it."

"You know mechanics?"

"Are you kidding?" My brother snorted soda out of his nose. John built his
own car."

"You did?" He asked astonished.

"I rebuilt it not built it." I corrected Allen.

"You should have seen it. There were car parts all over the garage for a
long time." Allen bragged. "It didn't look like there was a car in there at
all for a long ass time, but little by little there it was."

"Shut up and eat." I insisted. I turned to Dave and asked. "You come here
with someone?"

"No I live not far away."

"Well let's eat and take me to your car."

"Oh... It's not at my house." He said. "My mom doesn't want it blocking the
drive. It's at my uncle's."

"Where is that?"

"Orlando."

"Do you have a job?" I asked.

Ashamed he said. "No."

I grabbed up my cell phone and called home. When my sister Barbara answered
I said. "Barbara get dad."

"Hello?" Dad spoke.

"Dad, Remember Dave from when I got my drivers license?"

"Yeah?"

"Well his uncle gave him a car, but it doesn't run. Would it be ok if we
drove up to Orlando so I could see if I might be able to fix it?"

"You want to leave now?" He asked.

"No dad. We might have to spend the night up there so I should pick up a
few things and drop off Allen at home."

I could see the expression of disbelief in Dave's eyes as we talked.

"Oh please John let me go with." Allen begged.

"No sport." I reluctantly declined. "Besides mom don't trust my driving
that much yet."

"Boy you got that right." My dad mused. "She threw a fit after I told her
he was with you."

"Well, we'll be home in about 20 minutes." I said and hung up.

"Mom's mad you came with me." I said to Allen, but he just miffed.

We finished eating and went out to the parking lot at the Ruby Tuesday's
entrance. When we got to my car Dave was astonished. "This is your car?"

"Sure is." Allen boasted. "Isn't she a beauty?"

I watched with humble pride as he walked around the car running the backs
of his fingers along the paint. "She sure is." He hummed. "What's she got
under the hood?"

I unlatched the hood and pushed it up. Inside my pride and joy. "A 351 Boss
that I had blueprinted and built in Germany. It has been tested on the
autobahn in a Volvo and clocked at 201 miles per hour, but a Volvo is much
heavier than my car."

"Holy shit!" Was all he could muster for a response.

"Let's go." I said and closed the hood. Allen climbed in the back seat and
I once again insisted that everyone buckle up. When they did I started my
engine and just to show off a little I purged her just a touch. (Roar)

Dave laughed. "Oh man this car will kill you."

"Nah." I said. "I'm not so stupid to push her. Besides with the way I look
we'll be stopped all the way up there, so if you have any pot or anything
get rid of it before we go."

"I don't do that man." He said.

"Good."

Once again just in showing off when we were on the freeway entrance for PGA
and after we picked up a few things at Dave's house I gunned her just a
little to get up to speed. All of our heads were thrown back against the
seats as I brought her up to 60.

"Holy Fuck!" Dave laughed.

"Um Dave." I said. "I don't think my mom would appreciate that language
around Allen."

"Oh sorry." He said.

"We are allowed to swear." I said. "It's just that we all promised never to
say any swear words that start with F."

"Got-yah." Dave cued in.

When we reached the north bridge Dave spat. "You live in Palm Beach? Is
your mom a maid?"

"No." I answered. "My parents do well."

When we got to my house I reached up on the visor and pushed the button for
the gate.

"Man you live here?" He asked in astonishment.

I stopped the car just inside the gate and turned to look at him. "Look
yeah we do have money and yeah we live well, but I would give it all up in
a New York minute if I could look normal like you."

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Look at me!" I almost yelled. "I'm a freak! My eleven-year-old brother and
I look like twins. Doesn't that tell you how I feel?"

"I'm sorry man." He said shyly. "I didn't mean to insult you."

"No I'm sorry." I calmed. "You didn't say anything wrong. I'm just touchy
and so damn jealous of you."

"Jealous of me?" He asked astonished.

I think my last comment must have stunned him beyond my understanding
because he piped down and stayed that way.

We went to my room and I packed a few things and then we went down to the
garage.

"Um you have to help me put the tools in the trunk." I said. "I can't lift
the toolbox by myself."

"Just open the trunk." He said and when I did I moved his bag out of the
way.

He hefted the box up and set it easily inside and I tossed in my duffle bag
of clothing.

My parents came out to say goodbye.

"Here." Dad said and handed me a credit card with my name on it. "This is
your college card and I want it back when you get home." Then he handed me
the condo key. "Don't trash the place."

"I won't." I responded.

It wasn't until we were back on the turnpike before Dave spoke
again. "Dude, Steven Goldhammer is your dad?"

"Oh don't start." I sneered. "My dad is just like any other dad."

"No he is not!" Dave said in pure anger this time. "I am a huge fan and
always have been. If you don't like it that's fine, but let me have my
fantasies!"

I was beginning to feel like a turtle with the way I was driving. I mean
the cars were passing me like I was standing still.

It had gotten dark and I decided that after we stopped at the oasis to eat
I would pick my speed up just a little because at night with my windows it
was hard to see inside my car.

We grabbed a quick hotdog and headed off again. There was a car full of
teenagers that saw us in the oasis and were now behind us.

They pulled up to my side door and were hyping and hollering at
us. "Fucking Queers!"

"What the hell is their problem?" I asked Dave.

"Probably the words you have painted on your trunk." He said.

"What's wrong with the words?" I asked.

"It's not the words dude it's the colors."

"The colors?"

"Yeah." He said. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple are the gay
flag colors. I thought you were gay too, but didn't ask."

All of a sudden they threw a cup full of sodas at my windshield and I had
had enough. I tossed her down a gear and pressed the gas to the floor
leaving them behind in my dust.

I watched the speedometer climb 70, 80, 90, 100, 110, 120, 130 and easing
off at 140.

"Dude!" Dave said while gritting his teeth and grasping on the to
dash. "Don't kill us."

"What a bunch of assholes!" I said, but as soon as I did there in my mirror
were those flashing blue lights. "Shit!" I jolted.

I tossed her down a gear then another and another trying to take it easy on
my brakes. Finally I came to a stop at the side of the road and waited and
waited for my ticket.

The cop came to the side window and I pressed the down button. "Yes I know
officer I was speeding, but I had a good reason."

He didn't look directly at me right away because he first looked around
inside my car and at Dave then he said. "Driver's license and registration
please sir." Then he said. "Yes I know."

"You do?"

"Yes I was having a conversation with my friend in the median and saw the
whole thing." As he wrote the ticket. "I'm going to look at this as
self-defense, but next time if you have a cell phone call 911."

"Yes sir I will. Thank you." I gasped in relief.

That's when he looked at me. "How old are you son?"

"16 sir." I said and handed him my wallet with my confirmation card.

"Please take it out of the wallet."

I reached in and pulled out my confirmation card that is signed by the
governor.

He looked at them a while and then looked at me and studied them
closely. "Ok well I guess." Then he said. "Goldhammer? Are you related
to?..."

"Yes sir, he's my father."

"Well I'll be damned." He said. "Can I have your autograph?"

"I'm not famous." I said.

"No sir." He smiled. "I need you to sign this warning ticket."

I laughed and said. "Sure."

Just after I signed it the kids who harassed us passed by. "Now if you'll
excuse me I have some kids to arrest." At that he took off with lights and
sirens blaring.

"Dude you scared the shit out of me!" Dave half-laughed and half-cried.

 


Slow Growing Driving Fast

By

Let Nature Happen

Chapter 3

The Orlando Condo


"It's really too late to go to my uncle's." Dave said. "We should get a
room."

"We don't need to." I said. "My dad gave me the condo keys."

"Oh that's what he gave you? You guys have a condo here?"

"Yeah." I said.

I drove to the gate of the Windsor Golf Resort and told the guard who I
was. He waved me on and I drove to the condo building.

After we grabbed our bags out of the trunk we went inside.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"Um not really." He answered as he gawked at the place. "Mind if I look
around?"

"Not at all." I answered and allowed him to wander about as I went to the
fridge to get a soda.

A few minutes later he came back to the kitchen in awe. "You have a
whirlpool and a sauna in the master bedroom?"

"yeah." I shrugged.

"I wish I could climb in." He chimed.

"Go ahead."

"Dude I don't have any trunks."

"That's a bathroom." I said. "Go in naked."

"I was kind of thinking you would join me though."

"Dude, I don't know. After what happened."

"Relax man." Dave shrugged. "Those guys were just assholes."

"But don't you think I'm gay?"

"First of all I could give a shit less." He stated clearly. "Second you
shouldn't let jerks like that worry you. Just be yourself."

"Well, that's just it." I responded. "I don't know who myself is."

"Oh I think you do." He said. "Can I have one of those?" Pointing at my
soda.

"Sure in the fridge."

He opened the door and said. "There is beer in here."

"Yeah, my dad's."

"No dude. You're not listening to me. There is beer in here. A case of
beer."

"Yeah I heard you." I said.

The next thing I knew he was pushing one at me. "Put that soda down and
have a beer."

"Dave, I can't. We can't." I stammered.

"Look we just got our drivers licenses and we need to celebrate. Sure you
may get grounded when your dad finds out and probably me too if he tells my
mom, but who cares?"

I never was one for confrontations and peer pressure so I gave in with a
sigh and took the bottle from his hand, but I couldn't open the top.

He smiled and took the bottle to the counter and rested the jagged edge of
the top against the corner of the counter top. Then with a hit of his hand
on top of the bottle the bottle top flew off easily.

"Neat trick." I said with a smile.

Next he went into the master bedroom and ran the tub full of warm
water. While it was filling we sat in the living room and watched some
TV. (M*A*S*H)

Before long we got up and turned the TV off. We went in the bedroom and
stepped into the bathroom which would look more like it was a part of the
bedroom than a separate room. The only way one could tell there was a
division between the two was the fact that the bedroom was carpeted and the
bathroom floor was marble tile.

Dave instantly started to undress and as soon as he was naked he hopped
into the two-man tub.

I on the other hand hesitated. I was more cautious about letting anyone see
my underdeveloped nude body.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"Um I um."

"You look young in all aspects?" He asked.

"Yeah." I shyly said.

"Don't worry about it man. I know how old you really are and ain't that all
that counts?"

"Yeah I guess so." I said and slowly slipped my clothing off. I could tell
that Dave tried not to make me feel like I was on display, but he didn't
avoid looking.

I climbed in the swirling tub and rested back in my slot. "Ahhh."

"Feels good don't it?" He asked.

"Sure does." I answered. "Especially with what happened on the turnpike."

"Yeah I could tell you were all tensed up." He said. "If you want I could
give you a back rub when we get out. Loosen you up a little."

"Um sure." I responded.

(Note: On the one hand the way he was talking should have made me
suspicious, but in looking back either I was just so naive that I didn't
catch on. Or I wanted something to happen and didn't know it.)

We sat there for a while letting the bubbles wash over us and then he
jolted. "Oh shit!" and jumped out of the tub and dripping wet he ran into
the living room.

"What's wrong?"

The next thing I heard was the radio playing and the flipping through of
the stations until it landed on Elton John's Your Song.

He quickly returned holding our beers and two fresh bottles. As he stepped
into the bathroom he drew down the lights to a low glow. "That should relax
us a bit."

I must admit it was nice with the lights low and the soft music playing in
the background.

We settled in and I almost started to drift off to sleep before I felt his
toe tap my ribs. "Have some beer."

I took a sip and then another and another. I didn't much care for the
taste, but I was sure starting to feel the affects.

Before long he passed me another bottle that he had twisted open and I
started just downing it like Kool-Aid.

It's the only way I can explain what happened after that. All of a sudden
Dave started to look pretty damn good to me. The way he sat there with his
head rested back and his eyes softly closed, The way the sweat was rolling
down his brow; the way his bare chest was glistening was overpowering me. I
was content to sit there and just look at him.

Then he lifted his head and looked at me in the eyes with that tender
smile. "Ready for that massage?"

"Yeah." I said and we both climbed out of the tub.

We dried off and he went into the living room where we set our bags and
returned quickly holding something behind his back.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Got a beach towel?" He asked.

I went in the linen closet and pulled out a beach towel while trying to
peer around him to see what he had, but he kept it out of my line of sight.

"Spread it out on the bed." He ordered.

After I did he said "Lay on it."

With us still naked I laid down on my belly, butt up and he climbed over me
with one leg on each side of my legs and I could feel his balls resting on
my ass.

"This is going to feel strange at first, but trust me you'll love it."

"UmHm"

The next thing I felt was a feather soft touch with both his hands and a
slippery warm sensation on my back. His hands slipped easily along each
side and to the middle of my back, up to my shoulders, neck and back down
to my lower back and upper ass.

After my back was slicked down with the stuff he did it all over
again. With each cycle he ventured further out and up and down.

I was in heaven with his feathering soft touches and the soft lights and
music playing in the background.

"John?" He softly spoke.

"UmHm?"

"You know those words on your trunk?"

My eyes opened again and I got a queasy feeling in my stomach. "Yeah?"

"You didn't know they meant you were gay?"

"No."

"Ok." He said and that's all he said. Then he grasped my slippery ass
firmly on both cheeks and said. "Roll over."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm um."

"Hard?"

"Yeah."

"I don't care. Roll over." He ordered again.

When I did he looked at me and said. "I really don't see what you are so
worried about."

"Dave?"

"Yeah?" He answered as he once again took his place only this time his ball
sack was resting on my own and his dick was like a reflection of mine.

I was amassed to see that his dick was no bigger than mine was, but he had
hair and I didn't.

"Nothing." I said and rested my head back down on the pillow.

"No really what is it?" He insisted.

"Um are you?"

"Am I what?"

"Are you, you know? GAY?"

Suddenly as he was rubbing that goop all over my belly with both hands he
grasped onto my rigged 4-inch dick and tightly grasped it on their slippery
slide up. I felt a burst of air rush through my teeth and into my lungs.

Then he went down with the same grasp of his slippery hands to my bald
balls and back up. "Ahhhh." It felt so good that it almost hurt.

"Would it bother you if I were?" Then back up to the tip of my dick again.

"Oh god!"

He shuffled his hips a little bit and lifted off of me while still holding
on to my stiff slippery dick.

I felt some pressure coming from the tip of my dick, but his hands were low
to the base and my balls. This did peek my interest, but I was lost in the
ecstasy of the moment to care.

Slowly I felt his balls softly weigh down on my pelvic bone and the weight
of his body on both sides of my hips while my dick was wrapped in it's own
magical mystical place.

I looked down over my chest to find that he was sitting on me and could
only conclude that my dick was nestled neatly inside of him.

He looked softly in my eyes and came down till his nose was against
mine. "Would it?" He asked again softly. Then he leaned in closer and
kissed me on the lips. At that angle my dick was forced into he sent
shivers up my spine.

As our lips clicked I remember saying. "Would what?"

Then he came in again and I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave my
first French kiss in my life as he glided himself up and down my dick.

When we broke our kiss with the tender click of our lips he looked in my
eyes and said. "I love you John." And gave me a small kiss and continued
with. "I love everything about you." (kiss) "I love your eyes." (kiss) "I
love your nose." (Kiss) "I love your lips." (kiss) "I love your young
looks." (kiss)

All the while my dick was being maneuvered in directions that I had never
dreamed it could. It was buried in his ass as far as it would go and the
feeling was unbelievable!

Up and down he went. Left and right. Kiss after kiss he gave me telling me
everything there was about me that he loved.

I reached up, grabbed his head with both of my palms holding his cheeks
tightly and looked in his sweet eyes. "I love you too."

His hands were wrapped around my upper arms, but all of a sudden there was
a stream of warm cum jet between us. The whole rope of it landed right in
my mouth.

He breathed in deep and as the second jet came across my lips I opened my
mouth as wide as I could to catch it because the first blast was better
than I ever would have guessed.

This set me off and I started filling his ass with my own cum. The feeling
was extraordinary. Mostly because I had never felt a climax before, but
still it was AWESOME!

Oh man it all happened at one time. I had a mouth full of his cum and it
tasted GrrrEAT!

My boys at my groin and my butt all were working in unison. Jet's of good
leaping through my dick as my balls orchestrated the whole thing. You
should have been there!

I was so high I could see the brown eyes of the pilot flying 747 under my
personal cloud. With one more passionate kiss from Dave and one more thrust
up into him it all ended and my cloud dropped me hard. As a matter of fact
I think I bounced a few times on the mattress when I landed.

"Oh my GOD! That was AWESOME!"

I could have sworn it was me who said that, but it was Dave.

"That's exactly what I was just thinking." I said with what I knew to be an
evil grin.

"Did you mean what you said?" He asked and I could see he was expecting the
worst.

I rolled him off of me and my dick flopped out of him. (Well not flopped,
more like flicked.) Then I rolled over on top of him and held his head
still so I could look him dead in the eye. "I would never lie to you." Next
I leaned in and gently kissed his warm, soft, moist, luscious lips.

"Then say it again."

"I LOVE YOU!"




Slow Growing Driving Fast

By

Let Nature Happen



Chapter 4

A Fruity Delicious Breakfast


(Pound, Pound, Pound... Ding-dong. Pound, Pound.)

I woke up to the sound of someone at the door desperately trying to get my
attention.

I groggily got up and not even thinking I walked to the door. It was at
that very moment I opened the door when it hit me that not only was I naked
to the world. Not only was my hard dick pounding with a rhythm from hell,
but also the boy I just had sex with the night before was in the bed that I
just rolled out of. However it was too late the door pushed open before I
could stop it.

"Good morning!" It was Dave and I knew it was Dave, but I still looked
towards the master bedroom and back again.

"I bought us breakfast." He said and kissed me as he entered past me. "Nice
thing to see so early in the morning." Then he reached down and grasped a
hold of my piss hard happy.

"I hope you don't mind I drove your car."

"What? Um no I don't mind. What's going on?" I asked in my half sleep
confused state. All of a sudden I had to rush into the bathroom to throw
up.

"Oops. Hangover." Dave said with a little sarcasm.

I won't get into the details of my stomach evacuation because this is not
that kind of story, but let me say it wasn't fun.

"Ohhh." I groaned. "My head." I then stood up and relieved my bladder
getting most of it all over the floor.

"I told you to slow down last night." He snickered and placed a cold wet
rag on my head. "I knew you were drinking too much when you ran around the
building naked screaming like a monkey. You're lucky nobody called the
cops."

He grabbed me by the upper arm and led me to the kitchen table where I sat
in my misery while holding the rag to my head.

"Here." He said and handed me some tomato juice. "This will fix you right
up."

"How do you know all this?" I asked suspiciously.

"My mom's boyfriend is a professional alcoholic."

I didn't say anything after that, but the question I was dying to ask was
where his dad was, and for that matter who he was.

After a short time I was starting to feel a little better except for the
ringing in my ear, but the next thing I knew Dave was holding the phone in
front of me. "It's your mom." Then he licked my ear.

"Heeeelllloooo" I managed.

"Oh you sound terrible." My mom said and I could swear my dad was in the
background giggling. "It must have been a hard drive."

Dave set my breakfast in front of me and then he set his across from me and
sat down very slowly while smiling at me.

"I wasn't sure if we left anything at the condo for you to eat or
drink. Did you find anything?" Mom asked.

"Yeah." I moaned.

Then I knew my dad was laughing in the background. "Why is dad laughing?" I
ventured to ask as Dave brought a banana to his mouth and sucked on it.

"I don't know." Mom answered puzzled. "Anyway when are you coming home? We
haven't even had your birthday cake."

"Oh mom." I answered. "Just go ahead and tell the kids to dive in. I think
I might even take Dave to Disney." While Dave twisted and turned the banana
in his luscious lips.

"Ok dear." Mom said. "But call us at 1:00 o'clock so we can sing happy
birthday over the phone."

My erection was pounding Wipe Out on my abdomen.

"Oh mom!" I moaned.

"Don't you Oh mom me young man. That's an order. Besides you're getting
away without a birthday spanking this year."

"Oh ok." I said. "Tradition is tradition I guess."

Dave giggled because I think he knew exactly what my mom had said even
though he couldn't hear her. I just flicked him the finger.

He mouthed. "Love to." or "Love you." Not sure which one.

Mom and I said our goodbyes and I looked up at Dave and smeared. "You're an
ass."

"Yeah, but you love it." He snickered.

"That's beside the point." I said. I looked at the nice plate of food, but
that was the last thing I wanted at the moment.

"I should call my uncle and tell him we're in Orlando." He said.

"Yeah that's a good idea." I answered thinking I could get even.

He dialed the phone and said. "Hi Paul is Josh there?"

I instantly started to lick my lips and make googol eyes at him. I don't
think I was very good at it and probably looked like an idiot.

"Hi Josh." He smiled in defiance. "It's me Dave. How you doing?" He asked
like Joey from Friends would ask a girl.

I had to get him and I knew my faces wouldn't work so I pushed my chair
back and crawled under the table.

"Say, listen I'm in Orlando with a friend. John."

I crawled up to his legs and unzipped his pants looking up to his eyes with
an evil grin. "Yeah... Um... To look at that car you gave me."

I unbuckled his belt and then his pants revealing his briefs.

"Yeah you know the one I told you I had a crush on..." He smiled.

I looked stunned up at him and began to panic. "Yeah he's under the table
about to give me head." And just for good measure he reached his thumb
under the elastic band and pushed his briefs down under his beautify smooth
sack revealing his entire erect and throbbing package. I was in shock and
awe over the entire thing.

"I think he's a little shocked that I'm telling you what we're
doing... Yeah"

To say that was an understatement. On the one hand here I am on my hands
and knees with my new boyfriends dick waiting to be serviced while he was
on the phone to his UNCLE giving him blow by blow (excuse the pun) details.

On the other hand it was turning me on to no end and I was horney as
hell. I reached up and grabbed his soft yet firm meat with my hand and bent
it back to my wanting mouth.

"Oh yeah..." He moaned in pleasure. "I can feel his warm breath on my
knob. Oh that's it."

I couldn't resist his cue for me to breathe my steamy breath over the head
of his dick.

"Oh now he's licking the slit." He instructed and yet lied because I hadn't
done that yet.

But I once again took the cue and did. I licked the clear globe of pre-cum
up and tasted it.

It was much blander than the load my virgin mouth accepted last night.

"Now he's licking all around the head and kissing it every so often."

I did that and loved it.

"Oh yeah he's so cute Josh."

I blushed and continued.

"Now he's playing with my balls as he licks the head of my dick. Mnnnn!"

Ok god I couldn't believe how his instructions affected me. My nakedness
was also overwhelming me with my own extremely hard dick freely throbbing
under me. I glanced at it quickly just in time to see a clear rope of my
pre-cum slowly inch it's way almost to the floor before it broke off and
dropped.

"Oh now he's taking me all the way in his warm, wet mouth. Ahhhh"

I literally dove down accepting all of him in my needy mouth. His dick was
as small as mine was so it filled my mouth without choking me.

His pubic hair was unusual for me to look at, but it was a turn on at the
same time. It tickled my nose.

"Oh god I can't wait for him to swallow my goods. He's so good at sucking
my dick. Yeah he's bobbing up and down real slow... He's nibbling at the
head every now and then with each pass up..."

I couldn't wait to find out what he wanted me to do next.

"Oh he's stopping now and is licking down my shaft... He's taking each of
my nuts in his mouth for a taste... Now both at the same time... Oh yeah
it's wonderful. Now he looks like he wants to lick my ass."

("I what?!") I thought.

"He should know I showered very well for him to do that. Yeah I let him
sleep in."

With that bit of encouraging information I decided what the hell and did as
he suggested. My smooth chin and his smooth ass touched for the very first
time and at that moment I didn't care if he lied to me.

"Oh his tongue is diving in with pure lust." Boy he didn't lie there. I
sure was.

Dave pushed the table back and made it squeak across the tile floor and
then he inched himself lower in the chair.

"Oh Josh now he's soaking my ass so he can fuck me and put on a show for
you."

I liked that idea and loaded his hole with my spit. I had a feeling that he
really wasn't talking to his uncle on the phone and that he was doing a
strange version of fantasy game. I was happy to play along.

"Now he's smearing his pre-cum all over his dick."

I reached down and did just that and even collected what dripped down to
the floor and smeared that on too.

"Now he's standing up between my legs and lifting them up."

I did as he instructed me to do. I began to realize that I liked being told
what to do. Probably because I had no clue in what to do next. In my slow
maturity I never really had the same sexual fantasies as most kids my age.

"Oh he's guiding his dick to my ass and finding the hole... Ahhh there he
found it... He's inching in slowly."

At first I wasn't sure I found that spot, but then by adding some thrust I
seemed to push myself in and let me tell you the feeling was even better
than it was last night. Maybe because it was with natural lubricant and not
the artificial we used last night.

After I was buried all the way in him and was about to pull back to begin
my pumping he said. "Ohhh you want to talk to him?"

I laughed and decided to play along. He handed me the phone and I rested it
between my shoulder and cheek. "Yeah Uncle Josh I'm in your nephew's hot
ass hole all the way."

"Yeah that's it boy!" Came a stranger's quivering voice steaming on the
other end. "Fuck that slut's hot ass! Teach that bitch to serve you and
please you."

I couldn't believe it! My mouth flew open and my eyes felt like they were
going to splat against the wall. Here I am buried to the hilt in the person
I had fallen in love with and this quivering voice that sounded like a
teenager was on the other end encouraging me to fuck him.

The strange thing was I did what he told me to do without reservation. I
began to thrust in him as hard as I could causing the chair to inch
backwards with a grinding sound as it scratched the tiles.

Thinking about it this was exactly what I had wanted all my life. I was as
much an adult as anyone I ever knew.

"That's it boy jam his ass with that pole of yours and make him scream in
ecstasy!"

It was almost on cue Dave started to moan in pleasure and each moan grew
louder and louder.

I was embarrassed as all hell and yet I was proud of my new found
sexuality. I was scared and yet wanted nothing else. I wanted to cum in him
and yet I wanted to wait for the instructions to do so. I was determined
and yet unsure of myself.

"Slap that ass of his."

Slap!

Dave grunted.

"Slap that ass harder!"

Whack!

"Ahhhh!"

"Harder! Teach that bitch!"

WHACK!

"AHHHHHH!!!!" All of a sudden he started shooting his cum up past his head
to the wall behind him.

"He's cuming!" I shouted in pure evil lust.

"Yeah fill that ass with your hot juices."

Instantly I started pumping my hot cum in his hot wanting ass. "Ahhhh!"

"Slap his ass again!"

"WWHHAACCKK!"

"AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" Another rope of white cum spat to his forehead and
streaked down to his open and wanting mouth.

I felt my own second jet as it thrust deep in him.

"Again!"

WWWHHHAAACCCKKK!!!

"AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Oh FUCK!" I yelled not even caring in the least that was one of my
forbidden words.

"AHHHHHHH!!!!!" This time came from Josh over the Phone.

After a couple smaller thrusts from my groin in climax I was exhausted and
collapsed over Dave dropping the phone to the floor.

Dave passionately kissed me when I did. "That was awesome!"

"Sure the fuck was." I panted and kissed him again and again every now and
then clicking off with a few French kisses. "I love you Dave."

"Oh I love you too John."

"I never knew making love could be like that." I said still grasping for
air.

"That wasn't making love." He said. "That was fucking. We made love last
night."

"What's the difference?" I asked.

"This." He said and tenderly kissed me. Then he reached back and with a
tense of his arm he slapped my ass hard.

WHACK!

"Yeaouch!" I protested and yet it sort of felt good.

"Oh." I acknowledged.

Soon after my early morning "Breakfast" it was time to get showered and
dressed. I have to admit that I really enjoyed being naked in every part of
the condo, but all good things must "cum" to an end.

After we dressed Dave started to clean up the mess we made. "What are you
doing?" I asked.

"Look at this place." He huffed. "It's a mess."

"Not a problem." I said. I picked up the phone and dialed the front
desk. After they answered I said. "Hi, we need housekeeping please... Thank
you." And hung up the phone.

I hadn't realized that the concept of my lifestyle was far beyond what Dave
was used to by the expression on his face. I hadn't even given it a second
thought.

I made up my mind right there and then to give Dave whatever I could. I
wanted nothing more than to make him happy.

The first thing that I knew I could give him was my deepest love, respect
and honesty in that order.

"You have house keeping here? I thought that was just for hotels."

"Well this is more like a time share resort." I answered. "Most of the
people that buy here are snowbirds and Windsor uses their condo as hotel
rooms when the owners are not living in it." I explained.

"We tend to keep this place booked because my dad entertains here a lot."

"Oh yeah like that Disney special a few months back." He reminisced.

"Yeah. Well, you should call your uncle and tell him we're on our way." I
said while handing him my cell phone and opening the door for him.

We had to squint from the bright Florida sun when we stepped outside, but
our eyes soon adjusted.

I pressed the button on my key chain to turn off my car's alarm and heard
the shrill (beep). Then I pressed the door unlock button and we climbed in
the car and he hung up the phone on his uncle.

"Ok." I said. "How do we get to your uncle's place?"

"Um I'm kinda embarrassed to tell you."

"Why is that?"

"I only know how to get to it from the turnpike or from Disney." He
blushed.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"Because I never drove it myself and mostly never paid attention."

"Call your uncle back." I almost giggled. It was so cute the way he told me
that.

"Josh?" He said to the phone. "Here John wants to talk to you."

"Hi Josh? Hi... Could you tell me how to get to your place from the Windsor
Golf Resort?"

"Dave don't know?" he asked.

"He only knows how to get there from Disney or the turnpike."

The laughter that came from the other end of the conversation struck me as
rude, but I almost laughed along. The only reason I didn't was because Dave
was looking me in the eyes as I talked.


I followed his instructions as I drove. "Ok go left when you leave the gate
all the way to the red lights... So was his ass tight for you?"

"Oh yeah." I said with a smile, but tried to make it look like I understood
his directions.

"When you get to the red light turn right and just drive about five miles."

"Ok."

"You sound like you are really young, but Dave told me already how it
is. So, do you have pubic hair?"

"No." I answered.

"By design?"

"No." I said even though I was glad I didn't.

"When you get to the freeway keep right and get on." He instructed me.

In front of me was one of those snowbirds again and going at a snail's
pace. I whipped around her and must have scared her because she veered to
her right almost going fully off the road. "Damn Q-tips." I spat.

"Yeah they're all over the place around here."

"Yeah where we lived too." I said.

"They ain't so bad when they take out their teeth to give you head though."

I just busted up laughing at that and almost missed my freeway ramp. "Ok."
I laughed. I'm on the freeway."

"Good. Take the first exit and Dave should know the way from there."

"Ok thanks." I said and hung up the phone.

Dave gave me a few more miles of instructions and we ended up on a long
dirt road with orange trees on either side.

Soon we approached a farmhouse and there right in front were two men that
looked to be in the late teens to early twenties waiting for us.

They were cute as could be and naked to the world. All they had on were
sneakers and a smile as they waved our approach. "Oh I forgot to tell
you. Uncle Josh and his lover are nudists." Dave giggled.

"Dave I'm going to get you for this." I sneered.



Slow Growing Driving Fast

By

Let Nature Happen

Chapter 5

Mr. Good wrench



I saw the GTA sitting on the grass beside the house and pulled my car right
up next to it so that the hoods were pointing in the same direction. The
car was actually in pretty good shape body wise. Though it was dusty and
there was tree sap all over it, there was no dents or scratches and as
Florida is famous for there was no skin cancer. (Rust)

"It looks great. Don't it?" Dave beamed.

"Yeah, pretty good." The thing is I wasn't paying as much attention to the
car as I was his uncle and lover whom Dave had told me he considers as
being his uncle just as much.

His uncles were gorgeous! They each sported about the same in dick size,
but one was dark haired and the other a true blond.

Neither of them had any sort of tan line and for that matter I had noticed
that neither did Dave. I on the other hand had farmer's tan from hell and
an ass that was as white as snow.

"So.... (I choked and squeaked like a mouse with a clogged throat.) What's
wrong with the beast?" I asked while never taking my eyes off the two dicks
before me.

"I don't know." Josh said. "I got the thing from a police auction and it
was running fine for a long time and then one-day it just wouldn't
start. The keys are in it." He answered.

"My, my this kid is young looking." Paul commented.

I'm used to hearing that kind of thing, so I just ignored his rudeness, but
I have to admit it still hurts.

"He may look young," Dave corrected Paul. "But see that car? He rebuilt it
himself."

"No fucking way!" Josh jolted.

"Dave." I said. "Get in and try to start her."

Dave leaped at the opportunity and almost fell into the driver's seat. He
turned the key, but all there was, were clicks and weak ones at that.

I excused myself because both men were standing between my car and
Dave's. They leaned against either car so that I could pass through and get
to my trunk. I used my key and unlocked it. I reached inside and grabbed up
my jumper cables and went around the other side of my car and started it
up.

I opened the hood and attached the cables to my battery. Holding the other
end I said. "Dave pop the hood." He did and I unlatched the safety latch
and hefted the hood up.

There was a wrench and a screwdriver sitting on the fan guard. I picked
them up and gave them to Josh. "These belong to you?"

He took them sheepishly and said. "There those are."

I clamped the positive clamp on the positive lead to the battery and the
negative clamp I connected onto a bolt for the suspension.

"Why did you do that?" Paul asked leaning in over the engine with his dick
resting on the fender.

"This car has been sitting a long time and the battery is dead. It still
produces gasses that combined with gasoline could cause a spark and
ignite." I answered. "By grounding the battery rather than just direct
connection I am negating the likelihood of igniting the gasses."

Even though I had just told them that it was now safe they still backed
away from the engine.

I let it charge a while and then said. "Try to start it Dave."

"Ok." He said and this time cause the car to whir. (R, r, r, r, r)

"Dave." I said. "Come here." I thought it was time to show off a bit. I
know I shouldn't do that, but I needed for them to know that I'm not as
young as I look.

When Dave got beside me I said. "An engine needs three things to run. Fuel,
Air and ignition. We know we have electricity so let's check the other
possible problems."

The cap to the air filter was already off so I lifted the filter out. I
examined it and it was dusty, but still looked in good shape. I whacked it
against my palm to clear some of the dust away and returned it to its
container. I then clasped the plastic cover back on and went to the next
step.

I told Dave to get my laptop out of my trunk and he did. I connected the
lead to its junction on the car and turned on my computer. I found the GTA
in my directory and clicked on it. I ran a diagnostic and waited for the
run through.

The computer pointed out that the fuel injector wasn't even engaged, so I
went to the junction box behind the injector and opened it. Sure enough
there was a lead that had come loose. I found its junction and reinserted
it.

I checked the computer again and found that was the problem. Just for kicks
I typed in some of my own instructions and tweaked the tuning up just a
tad. "Go ahead and try her again." I said.

Dave once again got behind the wheel and turned the key. (R, R, Roar!) I
made a few more minor adjustments to the tuning and turned off my computer
and closed the monitor.

I yanked the leads out and walked to my trunk securing its place so it
wouldn't slide around.

I looked up and Josh and Paul who were awe struck with mouths gaping wide
open. "That was un-fucking-real." Paul mused.

I pulled out my jumper cables and I think in a boasting manner (sauce for
the goose) and rolled it back up also placing it in it's spot in my trunk.

"He didn't even need tools." Josh exclaimed. "He didn't even need tools."

"Nope." I said. "It's something that happens now and then when a high
performance engine gets out of tune. It tends to vibrate connections and
they pop out. I also overwrote the speed governor so it will go just a
little faster than ninety-five."

"How much faster?" Dave asked with glee.

"One-forty, but after we get this thing home I may tweak it some more if
you want."

"Speaking of which." Josh said. "The car is registered and all, but there
is no insurance on it."

"I can't drive it without insurance." Dave pouted.

"No problem." I said. "You got a fax?" I asked Josh.

"Yes I do." He answered.

I used my cell phone and dialed my house. "Hello? Carol answered.

"Carol is dad around?" I said.

"Hi John. Where are you?" She asked.

"I'm in Orlando sweaty. Could you get dad please?"

"Sure."

"Hello?" Dad answered.

"Hi dad it's me John."

"Hey bud we were getting worried about you."

"Yeah sorry about that." I said. "I looked at my watch and it said
12:30pm. I knew I had to call at 1:00pm, but lost track of the time.

"Dad." I said. "Can you put this car on our insurance temporarily?"

"Sure." He said. "Give me the information. Just a moment while I get a pen
and paper."

"John you don't have to do this." Dave said.

"You want this car don't you?"

"Yeah, but insurance is expensive."

"Especially for this car and his age." Josh pointed out.

"Not a problem." I said. "My family is comfortable."

"You mean rich don't you?" Paul injected.

"His dad is Steven Goldhammer." Dave said.

"Really?' Josh responded.

"So stinking rich!" Paul added.

"Yeah." I gave in.

"Ok John." Dad said. "Shoot."

I read off the license plate number and the ID number in the
windshield. Then I relayed the fax number that Josh recited to me.

"OK." Dad said. "Should take about a half hour, but mom wants to talk to
you."

"Oh man dad." I complained.

"Sorry sport can't help you." He giggled.

"Hi sweaty." Mom said.

"Hi mom." I pouted.

"Ready?"

"Go ahead."

In the phone I could hear my family all chorused in on the Happy Birthday
song. I held the phone away from my ear which turned out to be a mistake
because Dave instantly picked up on it and started to sing as well and of
course so did Josh and Paul.

To say I was embarrassed was an understatement. I felt the blood flood my
face as my temper grew just a touch.

When it was over I said into the phone, but looking at the guys. "Are you
happy now?"

"Yes." Was the all around consensus.

"Good." I huffed and hung up the phone.

"It's your birthday?" Josh asked with a smile.

"Yesterday was." I answered. "But we were already on the road to come down
here before my family could celebrate."

 I looked at Dave and said. "This car was built on a Wednesday. It's well
built."

"How do you know that?" He asked.

"I just do." I said. "Cars built on Friday are uilt by men who can't wait
to go home for a nice weekend. Cars built on Monday are built by men with
hangovers from the weekend before. A car built in the middle of the week is
best."

"I'll have to remember that." Josh said. "But how do you know?"

"Look at the ID number in the windshield plaque." I said. "See that W?"

"Oh yeah." He piped. "That's the day it's built?"

"Sure is."

"We shut the cars off and closed them up. We started heading to the house
to wait for the fax to come in, but on the way I looked at Dave and he was
leaving a trail of cloths behind him. "Come on John." Was all he said.

I took a swallow of my dry mouth and before I knew what I was doing my own
cloths was falling from my body. I knew then and there that I hated wearing
cloths. I mean I guess I always-liked going nude, but this was the first
time I realized that I hated cloths.

Before we had reached the back door of the house I was completely naked
with the exception of my sandals.

Once inside Josh asked if we wanted anything to drink. We accepted and sat
on the couch to wait for it.

The couch looked like leather, but felt like a real fin cloths. It really
felt good on my ass too.

David came and sat next to me. He wrapped me in a warm embrace and it was
obvious that he was trying to show off his new boyfriend.

I had been watching the kids at school holding onto their girlfriends and
kissing them in the halls. I was envious of them that's true, and thought
how wonderful it would be to have a girl to show off like that, but now I
have a boyfriend. Could I do that? I had a feeling David could and would
proudly. Maybe that was something he and I needed to discuss on our way
home.

I was new to the gay scene and tried not to shy away from him, but it was
hard for me to show affection for him around others even if the others were
gay also. However I grinned and bared it the best I could.

When Josh came back with the sodas they were in frosted mugs. I thought
that was real class. I was expecting just cans of coke, but they were in
frosted mugs.

A piece of ice fell off the bottom of my mug as I lifted it to my mouth and
landed on my dick. "Wow that's cold!" Everyone laughed and I was beginning
to learn some of the hazards of nudism.

Suddenly David wrapped his hand around my dick and I was greeted with a
rather new sensation. His hands were cold from the frosted mug, but it was
also warm from the heat of his hand and I gasped in excitement. It felt
wonderful.

As the guys looked on in the (Oh how cute) way. My dick went from soft to
hard in a matter of nanoseconds.

Then Josh came over and as if he were asking to examine Dave's new toy he
said. "Mind if I touch it?" He didn't ask me he asked David.

"No I don't mind. Go right ahead." Dave answered. Now I was on display and
felt like it.

"It's so cute." Josh said. "Hon come over here and take a look."

It looked as if Paul was waiting for that moment and instantly got to his
feet and knelt down between my legs and then started playing with my balls.

Here I was with David on my left, his Uncle Josh on my right and his
uncle's lover between my knees and all were caressing my small bald newly
discovered sex organs. To say I wasn't enjoying it would be a lie, but I
was uncomfortable.

All of a sudden the mood changed in David's voice. "Suck that dick bitch!"
David ordered Paul.

Paul got a sad puppy dogface on and said. "Yes sir." Then instantly dove in
on me as the other two moved away.

"Stand up slut!" David ordered me.

"What?" I asked offended.

"You heard me slut! Stand up and next time say sir!"

"David I..."

David tapped Paul on the shoulder and suddenly Paul bit down on my dick.

"Ahhh! Watch those teeth!" I spat.

"Stand up slut or he'll do it again."

I got a strange compulsion to obey. Not because I was being forced to as
much as I wanted to. "Yes sir." I welled and rose to my feet.

"It learns fast doesn't it?" Josh said.

"It?" I asked.

"It sir." Dave corrected me.

"It sir?"

"You belong to me now bitch." He said. "You are property now. My property
and that is all you are. I knew from the way you took instructions the time
we were doing it with Josh on the phone that you are naturally
submissive. Admit it slut you love being bossed around."

Suddenly it hit me that he was right. I did like being told what to do all
my life really. I was submissive. Sure I took the initiative to be as
independent as I could be such as mechanics and all, but I had a desire to
do as told. No wonder I was the perfect son and a good student in
school. If someone told me to do something I was always thrilled to do it.

"Y, y, yes sir." I reluctantly agreed.

"From now on you will do as I say without question. I will train you to be
exactly how I want you to be. Around others you will act normal for now,
but soon even around your own family you will do as I say and respond with
yes sir. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." I said and got a sinking feeling in my stomach when he said that
about my family.

All the while Paul was nursing on my dick and Josh was feeling on my balls.

"I think it's time we gave his ass a breaking in Dave don't you?" Josh
asked.

He didn't even think about it. Dave just slapped me on the ass and
said. "Bend over slut!"

"Y, yes sir." I said and as I was saying it I was bending over.

Dave got behind me and Josh handed him something in a jar. It felt like
that same stuff he used on me the night before when he smeared some on my
virgin ass. I saw the jar and it was Vaseline.

>From what I could see while looking between my legs was that he didn't put
any on his dick. He didn't try to penetrate my ass with his finger to get
me used to the idea. He just stepped up to me and rammed in hard.

The unexpected intrusion in my ass was unbelievably painful and I let out a
scream. "Ahhhhhh!"

I could have put an end to it all right then and there and I don't know why
I didn't just run the hell out of there dressed or not, but I didn't. I
just took it and even though it was hell; I loved it.

I actually felt my ass cheeks ripple apart to make room for his half-lubed
dick.

The tears fell to the floor below me, but also I noted how so too did the
pre-cum from my iron like dick as it throbbed in ecstasy.

"Suck that big dick slut!" David ordered me as Josh stood before my eyes.

"Yes sir." I said and opened my mouth as wide as it would go to accept the
massive man tool Josh had between his legs.

Josh didn't give me a break either. He just rammed his eight-inch cock as
far as he could force it down my wanting mouth. I was about to gag, but he
pulled back out almost expertly and back in again.

When he pushed in so did David and I felt like I was just spitted for the
grill. When Dave backed off so did Josh and visa versa.

After there seemed to be some semblance of rhythm I herd Josh order Paul to
return to his previous duties.

Paul got on his back under me and like a mechanic on a creeper under a car
he raised his head and returned to sucking my dick.

I had become pretty acclimated to the new duties of my ass and mouth and
now that my dick was being serviced I was beginning to have the urge to
cum.

The heat was building up inside my groin and I grunted one final time
before I exploded inside Paul's mouth.

The pummeling from my rear and mouth didn't end though. Nor did the blow
job I was receiving from below. It seemed to continue forever even though
it couldn't have been more than a few more minutes.

Just as I was really beginning to get into the mistreatment I was receiving
Dave's dick started to swell up and his thrusting started to gain
momentum. Then his dick pulsated as he held firm in one place. "Ahhhh." He
sighed.

Shortly after that my mouth was flooded with salty, sticky man spunk and I
almost threw up, but held my ground and swallowed prideful in my
accomplishment. I didn't spill one drop.

When Dave's withered dick had plopped out of my sore ass and Paul pulled
out of my still sucking mouth with a click of my lips wanting more he
said. "Turn around slut and clean my dick off."

"Yes sir!" I gulped and instantly spun around. There before me was his dick
all red with blood and streaked with brown. It also shimmered.

I opened my mouth and suckled his mess with glee. I knew this was something
that would be considered disgusting to most people and to me not more than
an hour ago, but I have to admit I loved the nasty act. I hated the flavor,
but loved the act.

(Ring, ring.) Then nothing. We looked at the fax machine and there came the
paper we were waiting for.

"Well guys." David said. "Looks like its time to go."

"Thank you for letting me use your slave." Josh said.

"My pleasure." Dave answered.

(Slave?)

"Slut." Dave blurted. "Get out to the cars and wait for me there. Pick up
our cloths on the way, but don't get dressed."

"Yes sir." I responded and did as told.

I must have waited outside for a half hour before Dave came out holding an
old warn out, crinkled paper bag with small holes all over it.

He set the bag on the hood of his car and opened it. He reached inside and
pulled out a black leather collar with spikes sticking out. "Turn around
slut." He ordered and I did. He wrapped my neck with the collar and buckled
it tight.

Next he reached in and pulled out two leather bracelets with D-rings on
them and buckled them around my wrists. He did the same to my ankles with
two more leather straps with D-rings. "Those only come off if I take them
off."

"yes sir." I said.

"Now get in and you follow me." He ordered.

"But I'm naked." I protested.

He grabbed the ring on my collar and pulled me eye to eye. "Sir... And
you're not naked." He said. "You're nude, as all slaves should be."

"Yes sir but..."

"No buts." Get in and follow me. "We're going back to the condo to get our
shit and then home."

"Like this sir?"

"No. I'll be dressed, but you won't be." He said still holding me close to
his face. "I'm going to tell you something just once and then you will
never hear me said it again. I love you. I really do. I love you with all
my heard. You can stop this right now and we'll part ways, but if you stick
with me it's by your choice. If you want to part ways now just get dressed
and after I get my things we'll never talk to each other again. I promise
that if you stick with me I won't be treating you any better. In fact it
gets worse." Then he kissed me and let go of my collar. "What's it going to
be?"

I must have stood there dazed for an entire minute. I looked at him and my
cloths and back at him. I had never been so confused in all my life as I
was right then.



Slow Growing Driving Fast

By

Let Nature Happen

Chapter 6

Change of heart



Ok I was scared and I admit it. It wasn't exactly the relationship I
thought I wanted all my life. It sounded more like the kind of relationship
that ended up on the domestic disturbance reports. That along with the fact
that I was new to the gay scene and wasn't even sure if I could handle
that.

Traffic wasn't bad at all on the turnpike. I had a later start and was
getting hungry. I saw a sign not far back that an oasis wasn't far ahead so
I got in the center lane. I glanced down at my gas gage to discover it was
a wise choice because I was sucking fumes.

When I got on the exit lane I looked in my rear view mirror and saw that
David was right on my tail.

I pulled into the gas pump area and shut off the engine. Dave did as
well. He pulled in right behind me at the next pumps.

I got out of course fully dressed, but I still had the leather collar,
bracelets and ankle straps on. I walked around to the rear of my car and
opened the tank cap and then lifted the nozzle and nestled it inside my
receptor. It reminded me of being fucked in the ass, but the funny thing is
I couldn't remember the pain just the pleasure.

Dave sat in his car watching me. He had a look on his face that was a
mixture of Fear, disappointment and loss.

"Good." I thought. He should feel bad. Treating me like some animal. I
wasn't an animal I was a human being. Nothing less and nothing more. I
couldn't believe he wanted me to be his slave.

I placed my credit card in the pump and when it was approved I selected
high test. Then I went to the rear of my car and squeezed the nozzle
trigger locking it in place and I let the tank fill on it`s own.

Why was he just sitting there like that? I'm sure he needed gas. Didn't I
give him money before we left? I knew he didn't have a credit card.

I walked up to his window and he pushed the button lowering the window just
enough to hear me and for me to hear him.

"Did I give you money?" I asked civilly.

"No." was his sulking remark.

I reached in my walled and handed him two hundred dollars. Then I went to
the rear of his car and opened the flat black panel with the Trans Am eagle
on it, between the taillights, that hid his fuel tank cap. I unscrewed it
placed it on the rear spoiler because if it had a "forget wire" it was now
gone.

I went to the pump and repeated the steps I had done with my car. I was
about to chose regular and I don't know if I was doing it for him or my
love and respect for cars, but I decided to give his car the high test it
required.

I then told him to pop the hood and he did. I checked his oil and yeah it
was 2 quarts low.

I should have checked it at the house before I even had him attempt to
start it, but what would be the point? I had no extra oil in my trunk
anyway.

While I let his car fuel up I walked to my car and removed the now finished
nozzle from my car. (Never try to top off by cramming as much gas in the
tank as possible. Bad thing. Bad thing!)

I went inside the station and bought three quarts of oil and a bottle of
fuel injector treatment. (Chevron Techron ® The best.) I also bought a
bottle of windshield fluid. The man behind the counter just looked at me as
if I was an alien or something.

I walked back to the cars and removed the now finished nozzle from his car
and introduced the cleaner then closed up the cap and cover plate. After I
replace the nozzle to the pump I added two quarts of oil to his engine and
filled the windshield fluid container which was as dry as a bone.

I handed the extra bottle of oil to him through the window and said,
"You're all set." And went back to my car.

I started it up and pushed the accelerator to cause that lovely (roar!)
Then I turned the car off and let it rumble till it was quiet.

I sat there a second and opened the door returning to Dave. He once again
rolled down his window just a tad.

"What?" He asked.

"Look, I'm not mad." I said. "And I still care about you, but I just can't
handle that type of a relationship. I still want to be friends and I don't
completely trust this car so I want you to stick with me till we get
home. You don't have a cell phone."

He just nodded in agreement.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"No."

"Well I am and I'm going in the oasis to get a bite."

"Fine. I'll wait out here." I could tell he was still sulking, but there
was nothing I could do about that.

I parked my car in a slot and went in. The choices of restaurants were
limited to Pizza Hut and Burger King. Eating a pizza while driving wouldn't
be a good idea to try and I couldn't stand Burger King so I went in the
convenience store section. I picked out a couple cold sandwich, a couple
sodas and chips.

I went to the counter and started to pay for them and looked behind the
clerk. On the wall hanging by hook brackets were some sun-passes. They are
the prepay devices used to slip through the tollbooths without having to
stop to pay.

"I'll have two of those." I said and pointed to the sun-passes.

The lady looked at me in shock and said. "Those are fifty dollars each."

I leaned in and rested my hand on the counter. "Is that any business of
yours? Give me the damn passes."

She got an insulted look on her face and took two passes down. She rang
them up and I swiped my credit card in the card pad. The receipt got
printed up and I signed it to her dismay. "Can I see your ID young man?"
She asked.

I opened my wallet, took out my drivers' license and handed it to her along
with my credit card.

She looked at me and then at the black American Express card, and back at
me, and the cards in total shock.

"Satisfied?" I snapped.

She handed me back my cards and receipt and said. "I'm sorry sir. You have
to understand teenagers have tried to swindle me before."

"No, I'm sorry." I said. "I've had a bad day. A really bad day."

"Been there. Done that." She grinned in sympathy.

I went back out and stood between Dave's car and my own. I handed him a
sandwich, soda and chip and he said. "I said I wasn't hungry."

"Then eat it later or toss it. I don't care." I then walked back to my
trunk and opened my toolbox. (I hate those thick plastic containers they
seal electronics in.) I grabbed some wire cutters and cut the packages
enough to rip them apart.

I read the direction to activate the passes and dialed sun-pass in my cell
phone. (Dave just sat oblivious in his car)

After I activated the cards with five hundred dollars each I tossed the
opened packages in my trunk and closed it up. I handed the pass to Dave
that I had registered to his car. "Here I said. Clean off the windshield
just to the right of your rear view mirror and stick this to that spot."

"Why are you doing all this?" Dave asked.

"Makes the trip easier." I answered. "Besides I still care about you."

I got back in my car and stuck the double-sided tape on the back of the
pass to my windshield. I waited a while for Dave to do the same and when he
finished I started my car up and backed out of the parking slot. I pulled
away slowly so Dave could get behind me and then I roared back onto the
turnpike.

I was rumbling down the road while at all times keeping my eyes on Dave who
was about five car lengths back.

Turning on the radio I tuned from station to station, but all I could get
were country music, gospel stations and the that easy listening pop
station. There wasn't much of a selection. I was about to turn the radio
back off when just then the unmistakable tinkling of a piano came over the
speaker. Judging by the style and the skill of the player it had to be
Elton John.

The song playing was I Want Love. I had heard the song before, but as it
played on I actually listened to it for the first time.

He sang about how he wanted love, but the love he wanted wasn't the average
run of the mill love. He wanted something different and rough. He didn't
want to be locked into a boring relationship and he wouldn't tolerate
average romance.

The hidden message of the song rang in loud and clear. I laughed when the
picture of L10 Jon popped in my head of him with a leather collar wrapped
around his neck and his lover David spanking his ass.

I laughed even harder when I pictured him getting spanked on the ass so
hard that his diamond-studded glasses would fly off. I thought about it for
a while.

I began to slow down. I turned on my right blinker and then pulled over to
the side of the road. David pulled in behind me.

I just waited in my car until finally Dave came up to my window. I motioned
with my head for him to get in and he walked around my car, opened the
passenger side and got in.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing... I just want to talk to you for a second."

"What about?"

"Look I understand what you want in a relationship. Maybe I want that too,
but this is the first time I ever had a relationship of any kind and I
think by all rights that it should be traditional, at least for a while. I
may decide to be your slave eventually, but right now I just want love. If
you come back to me and love me as me we could try those things slowly, but
you have to give me time."

He thought about it for a moment and said. "I wasn't a very good master was
I?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well all my life I have been trained as submissive to keep money in the
house it was the only way."

"You mean?"

"Yeah I'm a hustler. It's all I know and just once I wanted to be on the
other end. I wanted to be in control." He hung his head low and said with a
tear in his eye. "I never had real love before. I don't know how to."

"I never had real love either." I said. "No matter what we do together it's
all new to me. You have to understand that until I met you I never even got
horney before."

"Never?"

"No." I responded.

"You mean you never even beat off?"

"I mature at a slower rate than everyone else."

"Yeah I guess that makes sense."

"Do you love me?" I asked. "You said you did."

He looked at me and I could see he was ready to burst into a ball of
tears. "I don't know what true love is, but I can't stand the thought of
losing you."

"Isn't that love?"

He shrugged.

I leaned in to kiss him. He hesitated, but leaned in and at first we just
clicked out lips together briefly, but suddenly we mashed together and
passionately kissed melding our tongues together. "Let's go home." He
nodded and went to his car. In a moment we were back on the road.

He followed me back to my house. I pushed the gate button on my visor and
we drove in. I looked at my dash clock and it said midnight. I knew my
brothers and sisters would be asleep, but my dad is an entertainer and has
a wacky schedule so he might be awake.

I started to get out, but when I reached to open the door I saw that I
still had the leather bracelets around my wrist. I forgot to remove them
when I got dressed.

I couldn't understand that because they were really tight and bulky. One
would think they might have bothered me, but they didn't. I liked wearing
them and even felt natural with them on.

I removed the collar, bracelets and ankle bands and put them in the glove
box. "Man that was close." I said to myself.

We went in the house through the kitchen door and the first thing we did
was raid the fridge for something to eat.

We found some ready to heat chicken nuggets and popped them in the
microwave. While those were heating up my dad did walk in the kitchen in
his briefs. (Not unusual.)

"Oh hi bud... David." Dad said. "How was the trip?"

"It was..." I paused and looked at Dave as he awed my dad. I wasn't sure if
it was because he was a fan of his or because he was standing there in his
briefs. "Interesting." I finished.

"Tired?" He asked.

"A little I guess."

"What's wrong with your neck?" He asked perking up.

"What? What do you mean?"

"You seem to have a rash." Then he stepped closer. "It goes all the way
around your neck."

Instantly I knew it was from the collar Dave tightened around my neck. "Oh
that I um." I tried to think of some lame excuse.

"I see bruises too." He studied.

I tried desperately to figure out what other than a collar could make a
ring around my neck like that, but before I could answer my dad said. "I'll
be right back."

When he left the kitchen I turned crisply to David and spat. "What the hell
do I say about my neck?"

Just before Dave could speak my dad came back to the kitchen holding
something behind his back. He stepped up to me and got real close then I
felt something touch my neck. I couldn't see what it was because he was so
close. He put his arms back down and questioned. "Something you want to
tell me son?"

"I um..." Words eluded me. I was totally speechless.

I just shook my head no.

Then he lifted up what he had in his hand and it was the exact same type of
collar that Dave had placed around my neck.

"What's that?" I asked.

"This seems to be the exact width as the marks on your neck. Now I'll ask
you one more time. Is there something you want to tell me son?"

"We went into a store and I saw it. I tried it on and..." I'm a terrible
liar. In fact I never lie. "No dad I can't lie to you, but I can't explain
it to you."

"Why not?"

"Wait a second..." I spoke while thinking. "Why do you have one of those?"
I asked.

"Because I'm an adult." He snapped. "I know what this is and don't try to
tell me you tried one on in a store because you have to be eighteen to even
get into a store like that."

"It was mine sir." Dave reluctantly admitted.

My dad looked at him and gave him quick once over. "That's exactly right
isn't it?" He asked with a smirk. "This is yours because you sure don't
look like a dom."

"I'm not a dom sir."

"So tell me why my son has your collar on boy."

I couldn't believe how my dad was talking. He never spoke harshly to anyone
especially anybody outside the family. He also seemed well informed about
what was going on.

He looked at me and questioned. "You gay boy?"

At first I wanted to deny it, but nodded the affirmative.

"You still a virgin?"

I shook no.

"Did you fuck or get fucked?"

"Both." I mumbled.

"Well, well, well." He mused. "You finally grew up."

I was puzzled. "You're not mad?"

"Hell no I'm not mad." He smiled. "Your mother and I both knew you would be
gay."

"You did?"

"Any parent who pays attention to their kids as they grow up knows." He
smiled. "Well at least I knew all along, but I soon convinced your mother."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well I love your mother to death, but quite frankly she's not the
brightest star in the sky."

"Dad!" I protested even though I knew he was right.

"So you tried a little S&M huh? How did you like it?"

"S&M?" I queried even though I knew exactly what he meant.

He held up the collar and shook it at me. "Too late to play dumb."

I shrugged embarrassed. "It was ok I guess."

He looked at David shivering in his shoes. "See, if you were a real dom he
would still be wearing it. Don't try to be what you're not boy."

Dave just stood there with his hands at his side in total shame.

He looked back at me and said. "I am firm believers in letting kids explore
their sexuality, but don't confuse your sexual preference with your sexual
identity son. Just knowing that you're gay is only a small part of your
sexual identity. Knowing your sexual identity could take years."

"Yes sir." We both acknowledged.

My dad once again held up the collar and asked Dave. "Your mom?"

Dave was hesitant, but I guess knowing he was corned come to attention and
said crisply. "Yes sir."

"Is that why your uncle gave you the car, so you could get to clients?"

"Yes sir."

"Come with me." He almost ordered and we followed him to the den where none
of us kids were ever allowed. It was as strange for me to be in there as it
was for Dave. Though I can't understand why. It looks like any other
office.

He reached in his desk drawer and pulled out a small book called Hot
Spots. He flipped through the pages until he came to some personal
ads. "Which one is you?" He asked Dave.

Dave looked at the book and pointed out an advertisement.

He looked at us both and said. "Go to bed."

We turned to leave the room, but before we did Dave turned around and
said. "Sir, please don't report my mother."

"Don't worry." He said. "I won't. Now go to bed... Oh and just sleep, no
sex."

"Yes sir." We both agreed not really speaking to each other and that's what
we did.

In the morning Dave and I woke up intertwined and completely nude. Dave was
spooning me from behind and I felt his raging hard dick pressing against my
ass. It felt so good I pressed back to meet it, but Dave instantly broke
away almost in fear.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"We were told no sex."

"Yeah, but..."

"No sex means no sex." He quivered. "I'm going to take a shower." He said
and headed to my bathroom.

I threw the covers off me and followed him in. He was already standing at
the toilet bent over with his morning hard trying to aim his piss in the
bowel. I took up a place beside him and did the same.

When we finished he went to the shower and opened the glass door. He
adjusted the temperature of the water and before I could step in with him
he put his hand to my chest and said. "Just a shower. No sex."

"Fine!" I huffed frustrated and it wasn't easy keeping my hands off him as
we showered, but I managed.

After our showers we got dressed. Dave had to get dressed in the same
cloths he had on last night because his bag was still in his car and my
cloths were too small for him, but I did find a pair of boxers that he was
able to wear, so at least he had clean underwear on. Taking a shower and
putting on dirty underwear is like changing your oil, but not the oil
filter.

Just as I pulled up my pants my bedroom door flew open and Allen came
running up to me and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my cheek and
said. "John! I missed you so much!"

I hugged him back and said. "I missed you too sport."

Then he indicated he had a secret and I leaned in so he could whisper in my
ear.

"Guess what." He giggled.

"What?"

"Yesterday I saw Adam and Barbara and they were naked and kissing."

Oh this was juicy information. "Tell me about it." I giggled.

They were in Barbara's bedroom and Adam was on her. He was kissing her and
his big butt was moving around."

"They were fucking?"

"Yeah!" He continued giggling.

"Well, don't tell anyone else. Ok sport?"

"Ok John." Then he turned and said with a smile. "Hi Dave."

"God I can't believe you two aren't twins." Dave gawked.

We laughed and walked out of my room and headed for the breakfast
room. There my siblings surrounded the long table with my parents at both
ends.

"Morning." I said.

Everyone said his or her usual morning greetings as we sat. There was an
extra setting for Dave next to me. I sat next to dad. Beth sat next to
Dave. Across from Dave and me were Adam and Barbara and I never noticed
before how hard they work at trying to ignore each other.

Barbara had her left hand down to her side and Adam had his right down to
his side while looking around the room.

I had to confirm my suspicions so I pretended to drop my fork. I bent down
quickly and when I was under the table I saw their hands snap apart.

I sat back up with my fork in hand and winked a knowing wink at them. Their
eyes popped open and tried to stare me down, but I just gave them the old
(It's ok) look and smiled.

Everyone held the normal morning conversations. They all asked how my trip
was. How my car acted and so on. Nothing unusual to talk about and my dad
seemed to steer clear of the topic of the conversation we held last night.

One by one the kids were all fed and excused, but Dave and I sat there
because we knew dad wasn't done with us and he wasn't.

When all the kids were gone doing what they do during the summer, dad
leaned in resting his elbows on the table.

"Your mother was filled in on last night." He said. "But there is one
question I have." He looked each of us in the eyes and asked. "Are you two
in love?"

We looked in each other's eyes and at the same time said. "Yes sir we are."

"Good then I didn't waste my money."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I bought Dave." He said.

"You bought me?" Dave asked.

"You bought him?" I asked.

"Fifty-thousand-dollars." He said. "With an agreement she stay away from
you."

"Why didn't you just report her?" I asked.

"I promised not to." He answered. "Besides, I understand the culture and
handled it properly." Dad then showed David the receipt that had his
mother's name and the price he paid.

I looked at mom who just nodded her acceptance.

"I belong to you now?" Dave asked.

"Yes." He announced. "And as my property you are bound to do as I order."

"Yes sir." Dave snapped.

"Then this is what I order. I want you two to be yourselves in every
aspect. Be with each other and respect each other. Discover who you are
together. You two will come out as gay and lovers to this entire family so
there are no secrets. I can't stand secrets in my own home."

I instantly got a shiver down my spine thinking about Adam and
Barbara. "Dad?"

"Yes."

"What would you say if I knew about someone else's secret? Would that be
tattling?"

"Is it a secret in this house?"

"Yes."

"One of your brothers or sisters?"

"A brother and a sister." I said.

"Then I will be angry, but not because of the secret as much as there was a
secret at all."

"Will they be punished?" I asked.

"It all depends what the secret is." He answered. "If they confess the
secret first though. I would take that into account."

"Can I talk to them first?"

"I was hoping you would, but remember that now I know you have a secret."

"May we be excused mom?" I asked.

"Yes dear." She allowed.

I got to my feet and before I left I turned and said. "There is one more
thing dad."

"What's that?"

"Remember last night you told me about sexual identity and the many things
that become part of it?"

"Yes?"

"That means if there is something that I like?"

"Yes."

"Then I should tell you this and let you decide if it's ok." I took a deep
breath to build up courage. "I like being nude."

"Oh I see." He mused.

"So you want to go naked at home?" Mom asked in shock.

"All I know is that I hate wearing clothes. I don't know if that sexual or
not, but it's who I know I am now."

They looked at each other seriously. Dad then looked up and me and
asked. "Then why are you still dressed?"

I took that as permission and smiled. "Thanks mom, dad."

When we left the breakfast room we walked right up to my room and I quickly
stripped. God that felt good to get those cloths off. I felt so relieved
and free. I grabbed Dave who was still stunned over the whole morning and
kissed him. "You want to wear cloths?"

"No fucking way!" He answered with a smile and he too threw his cloths off.

We hand in hand walked past gaping eyes in the hall as we passed Troy and
Beth who were I guess going to the pool for a swim because they had swim
suits on.

We walked into Barbara's room, but she wasn't there. Then we went into
Adam's room and there they were on his bed. They were dressed, but he had
his dick out his fly and she was sucking on it.

"Hi guys." I said to the startled couple. "Busy?"

They jolted and Adam tried to shove his dick back him his pants as Barbara
leapt to her feet all embarrassed.

They then realized that Dave and I were nude and gawked at us. "What are
you doing? Why are you naked?" Barbara asked seemingly in anger though she
knew she had no right to be.

I cleaned my through and smiled. "We're not naked. We're nude and mom and
dad said it was ok." I watched them still trying to organize
themselves. "You know how dad hates secrets?"

"Yeah so?"

"Well, it seams I have one."

"Are you going to tell?" Adam asked.

"I don't have to." I said. "You know me. I can't lie."

"So you are going to tell?" Barbara asked.

"Nope. You are."

The looks of total despair that came over their faces were something I
wished I could have bottled because they would bring a fortune. I smiled
and holding Dave's hand I kissed him in front of gaping mouths and
said. "Come on babe; let's go to the pool."

"If you tell on us." Adam said to our turned backs. "We'll tell you're
fags."

"They already know." I smiled as we continued out the door not looking
back.

Slow Growing Driving Fast

By

Let Nature Happen

Chapter 7

Secrets Are Unacceptable



Strangely enough for me, I wasn't a bit ashamed of my body even as small
and immature as I am. I guess because over the past couple days I had been
paid so many compliments that I was glad I was as young looking as I
am. Well, I was and I am!

As far as Dave went I couldn't have wanted to show him off more. I loved
his ass and pecks and oh my god his six-pack abs. I marveled over how his
dick would slap from one side to the other and even though he really wasn't
much bigger than I was he sure was a sight to behold.

We walked downstairs past the living room where dad and mom were and peeked
in. "We're going for a swim." I said.

"No wait." Mom said.

We halted our turn and I was worried they might have changed their
minds. "What?"

"Come here baby."

I huffed in frustration and went in the living room.

Mom and dad were sitting close together on the couch. Dad had his arm
around her when I first looked in, but now was sitting with his elbows on
his legs as if in the inspection mode. "Come over here son." He said with
spread hands it indicate that he wanted me between them.

"You too David." Mom said now sitting in the same position.

David didn't hesitate as long as I did. In fact he instantly got in my
mom's grasp before I was in my dad's and he was behind me at first.

"I want to take a close look at you." Dad said. "I haven't seen you naked
for a long time."

"Dad," I said. "You aren't seeing me naked now. I'm nude."

"Nude then smart-ass." He checked.

I was nestled between his knees as his hands strongly grasped me between my
legs and ass. His finger tips nested in my ass cheeks and spread them, but
I think it only felt that way and wasn't on purpose.

"I see you've gotten bigger." He smiled. "No hair yet, but bigger."

"Yeah." I blushed.

I looked over at my mom and David and was astonished over how mom seemed to
really enjoy what she was looking at. She had Dave in much the same hold as
my dad had me only she was tenderly letting her hands swift over his smooth
ass, back and legs. "I can see why you fell in love with him John." She
said with a wicked grin. "He's beautiful."

"Mom!" I protested, but really I was proud.

"What?" He is beautiful and I love these abs of his." She then let the
backs of her fingers travel up and down the ripples of his six-pack.

Dave's dick instantly sprang up when her fingers slid slowly down and
stopped in the center of his pelvic bone, not quite making it to the base
of his dick.

By the time I looked back at my dad he already had his mouth open and was
surrounding my dick with his mouth and before I could say a word his mouth
enveloped my dick and suction was already added!

Oh man did that feel good! He bobbed his head up and down only a second or
two, but that was enough to send me into spasms. I didn't cum, but I came
as close as ever.

"Did you tell Adam and Barbara we wanted to see them?" Dad asked.

"I told them they had better tell you themselves."

"Then I want you two to get behind us and wait." He said.

"We were about to go swimming." I told him.

"Not yet..." Mom injected. "Do as your father says.

"Ok."

Dave and I stood behind the couch like two nude Greek statues and waited
for Adam and Barbara to come down the stairs.

It only took a while before I heard them at the top of the stairs
whispering as they descended. The marble stairs and pillars were perfect
for echoes. Even though I couldn't make out what they were saying I could
hear the fear in their whispers.

When they made it to the living room they looked mouths gaping at Dave and
I standing with full erections that were pointing to the backs of our
parents heads.

"Come in here kids." Mom said.

They made half steps at a snails pace, but eventually made it to stand
almost were Dave and I once stood. They were just out of reach of our
parent's grasps though.

"I understand you have something you want to tell us?" Dad enquired.

"Yeah... I um... We um..." Adam fumbled for words."

Dad leaned back in the corner of the couch and rested one elbow on the over
stuffed arm. Then he let his head rest in his hand as he waited for the
"big news".

Mom leaned in and dad wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in
close. "Go ahead dears we're listening."

"The thing is..." He finally managed to say. "Barbara and I have
been... Having sex."

Dad made a fake gasp trying to look like he was shocked, but also that he
already knew. "Together?"

"Y, y, yes."

"Oh my, my Oh dear..." Mom also teased.

"Do you think they actually were having sex?" Dad asked mom.

"Oh I don't know if they even know what sex is." Mom continued her act.

"They are pretty young." Dad mused. "Perhaps we should find out what they
have been doing together?"

"Oh by all means." Mom agreed.

"Ok." Dad smiled and then turned his eyes to my two siblings. "Show us."

"Huh?" Barbara gasped as she tried to understand what they were telling
them to do.

"Show us what you have been doing." Dad said more clearly.

"You want us to show you here," She looked around and they both looked at
me and Dave and each other. "Now?"

"Yes." Dad said. "I want to make sure you even know what sex is, before I
punish you for keeping that such a secret. If it's not sex then we can't
punish you for something you didn't even do in the first place."

"But, we know what sex is dad." Barbara injected. "We're not stupid."

Adam just nodded in agreement.

"You kept it a secret and that was stupid so go on and show us. Do you
kiss?"

"Y, y, yeah." Adam answered.

"Show us."

Adam and Barbara looked shyly at each other and leaned in to give a quick
kiss.

"That's not sex." Dad said. "John... David."

"Yes sir?" I responded.

"Stand beside them and show them what a kiss is."

Dave and I looked at each other and shrugged. We got to the front of the
couch and stood beside Adam and Barb. I held my hand at Dave's waist and
Dave wrapped his arms around my neck and we drew slowly and tenderly into
each other letting our lips ease into each other. When we were fully
smashed together we opened our mouths and began to tongue wrestle and hum
in delight.

"Now that's a sexy kiss." Dad said. "Is that the way you two kiss?"

"Yes."

"Let's see it." Mom said.

I wasn't watching them at that point because I had my eyes closed and was
enjoying the way Dave had me bent back in our own action, but they must
have finally relented because mom said. "Now that's much better."

I tapped Dave on the shoulder to get him to stop because I wanted to see
what came next. He reluctantly let me stand.

We looked on at the two of them as they kissed. Adam had Barbara dipped
back the same as Dave had me, but it just didn't look like they enjoyed
what they were doing as much and I think dad would have agreed because he
said. "No... It's better, but something not quite right... Now what could
it be?"

Just then Troy, Beth, Allen and Carol came in from the pool. They were
wearing their swimwear had towels wrapped around their necks.

They were just going to go upstairs and change I guess, but stopped and
looked on in awe as their older brother and sister were locked in a lover's
embrace and kissing.

"Oh kids good I'm glad you're here." Dad smiled and waved them in. "Come on
in and watch as Adam and Barbara reveal their little secret. Our goal today
is to get all secrets out in the open. Secrets in this house will no longer
exist."

"Now gather around children and sit and watch." Mom instructed.

I don't think any of us could believe the way our parents were talking, not
even David.

"Oh by the way." My dad said. "You kids may as well get out of those wet
things."

"Yes," Mom agreed. "Don't want to ruin this nice wax job on my floor." Then
she got up and walked to the new four in the room and held out her hand
waiting for them to hand her their swimwear.

There were almost protests from all four but soon enough they knew that it
would be a pointless battle and grudgingly started to slowly peal off the
moist garments. All except Allen who was already out of them as soon as he
seen me in the nude around mom and dad. His two inch little stiff pecker
bobbing in excitement.

"Is that all you've done?" Dad asked.

"Um.." I could tell that Adam wanted to say that was all they have done,
but he looked at me and just knew I would tell what Dave and I had seen
them doing. "No."

"Cary on then." Dad said and waved his hand signaling for them to continue.

"May as well." Barb surrendered.

"Ok well..." Adam turned to dad. "It's hard to do this with an audience."

Dad said. "Get used to it cause that's how you're going to do it from now
on."

"What?" Adam and Barb jolted. "What about them two fags?"

Mom instantly got up and walked over to Adam and slapped him right across
the face. I was shocked because neither of them had ever hit any of
us. "Don't you ever call anyone in this house names! What you've been doing
is no better than what they've been doing! In fact what they were doing is
legal! Do you have any idea what would happen to you if what you were doing
got out? Not to mention what would happen to your dad's carrier.

"What about what's going on in this room?" Adam retorted. "The tabloids
would have a field day with this."

"Yes they would." Dad said. "And you kids would be sent to foster homes and
mom and I would go to prison. This house would be auctioned off and you
would never know the comforts you grew up with again. Now continue."

We all looked on as we sat in a circle around them. Adam reached up and
lifted her t-shirt over her head and Barb lifted her arms to let him. Then
she did the same to him.

Adam pulled her in close and unsnapped her bra as she kissed him. They were
almost in tears as they began to undress each other, but also I could tell
they were relieved they didn't have to hide what they were doing anymore
and that they truly loved each other. They looked at each other the way I
know Dave looks at me and I'm sure I do him.

After a while they began to relax and enjoy each other almost as if nobody
was watching them.

I spread my legs and leaned back with my hands on the floor as Dave first
gave me a passionate kiss and lowered his head down my neck still kissing
as he went down.

Adam was kissing Barbara and then lowered to her now exposed B+ cup
tits. As he was sucking her right one in Dave was sucking and licking on my
left one.

I looked over at my parents and mom had her head buried in my dad's crotch
giving him a blowjob. When I looked back Adam was still sucking on Barb's
boob, but Barb was skillfully lowering herself down to the floor as Adam
followed down.

"Allen..." Dad said. "Do that with Carol. Troy do that with Beth." They all
looked at each other with fear at first, but then smiled and clustered for
some fun.

Dave was well into sucking my dick and as good as that felt I just had to
watch what was going on around me. Adam now had his head down and was
licking on Barb's well trimmed pussy. He was even humming, I guess to see
if there would be an echo in that canyon. Personally I didn't have much
attraction to that kind of thing, but I still found it hot that they were
so passionate about it even being watched as they were.

Then Adam stopped and looked at dad who was getting some good head himself.

"What's the problem?" Dad asked.

"Um I... Don't have a condom." Adam stammered.

"Have you been using one?" Mom asked as she licked her lips.

"Um... well... no."

"That would be like locking the barn after the horse got out, wouldn't it?"
Dad huffed.

"Yeah, but..."

"Continue." Was all dad said.

Suddenly all other activities in the room ended as everyone watched that
momentous event. All eyes were glued on Adam as he got between Barbara's
open legs and hovered his seven-inch throbbing cock over her now soaked
cunt.

Always checking over his shoulders to insure that dad wasn't going to back
down it seemed that Adam was either testing to see if dad would stop him
before it was too late, or Adam and dad were in a game of I dare you.

Dad looked at all of us and said. "Well? What are you waiting for?"

David took up his place between my knees. Allen took up his place between
Carol's knees and Troy did the same with Beth. Dad and mom however were
not. Mom was sucking on dad's dick as dad watched us kids start to fuck.

I couldn't see Adam and Barb anymore as David was in the way, but I could
see the others as they slowly made their cautions entrances in the girls
love canals. God it was hot!

Allen had no problems getting inside Carol. He seemed to just fall in even
though he was paying more attention to Dave push his dick into my ass. I
doubt he knew it was even possible for two boys to fuck.

I watched as Troy actually let a string of drool land on Beth's face. She
didn't seem to mind though.

Beth gritted her teeth as Troy pushed in and her pussy gave way to his
intrusion. She grunted a few more times and Troy seemed to stop. "Are you
ok?"

"Hang on..." She groaned, adjusted herself and said. "Go ahead, but
slowly." I could tell by the looks on both of their faces that a cherry was
about to pop.

With the way Allen and Carol were going at it, taking Carol's cherry wasn't
the problem. They were having difficulties of course, but it was in trying
to keep Allen's tiny dick inside Carol. I don't think his dick was large
enough to break a piece of toilet paper left up there, not to mention a
cherry, but I give them an E for effort.

I swear I did hear a faint pop just before both sighed in relief, but it
could have been my imagination.

Suddenly and without warning David his that special place inside my ass
somewhere. "Arrrg!" I grunted as his dick played around my prostate. "Oh
baby! You're so good! FUCK ME!"

Every eye turned in horror to the words I was saying bud dad just laughed
as if he were watching a really good comedy.

"You like that don't you bitch?" Dave hummed as if he were angry or
something.

"Yeah, Fuck my ass as hard as you can!"

"That's my slut!" He smiled and rammed in me harder and harder.

I'm sure there were moans and groans coming from my entire family after
that, but I was too involved in what I was doing to care. We had taken Adam
and Barbara's thunder from them and were showing everyone just how hot gay
sex could be.

David was starting to withdraw his dick good three or four inches from my
ass before slamming with full force back in.

He pulled back and slammed back in with all his might with each and every
pump of his ass, like one of those oil pumps in the field. "Yeah you slut!
Take that shit!"

"Harder!" I yelled.

Being fucked was still new to me and it hurt like hell, but I didn't care
in the least. I knew Dave was putting on a show and I was right there with
him in all of his glory.

"I got to have that." Dad said and pushed my mom away.

He walked up to us and on Dave's out stroke he literally picked Dave up
like a suite case and set him aside. He got down between my legs and placed
them over his shoulders. He lifted my ass a good food off the floor and got
on his hands and feet.

With one good thrust he rammed his nine-inch cock in me and I took it with
a. "Thank you dad!" Then he started the same action Dave was doing. Ramming
in and pulling all the way out. He would wait for his dick to throb once or
twice and then back in again.

"Fuck you are a slut!" Dad coughed as he remolded my tortured ass.

"I am dad. I want to be just like Dave is. I want to be used." I pleaded.

"He really is submissive sir." Dave said and I seen him get behind my
dad. He got down on his hand and knees behind him and steadied my dad down
so he wouldn't slam him in the face with his pumping ass. Then Dave started
to lick my dad's ass as he slowly fucked me.

I did hear all my siblings "Ewe!", but I didn't care and I'm sure neither
did dad or Dave.

Dave gave a food one, two, three thrusts and a slow moan and I felt his
dick pulsate inside me as he filled my ass with some post-prospective
siblings. Jet after jet of his cum squirted in me and when he was done and
flopped out if my ass, Dave took over where he left off.

As Dave re-entered me dad turned around and shoved his messy dick in Dave's
needy mouth as Dave grunted his appreciation. I imagine in Dave's mind that
he was sucking a god as much as he idolized my dad as a fan. I don't even
think he tasted any of me in the mixture.

When my dad was sufficiently cleaned he returned back to my mom. He
casually sat down and motioned with his hand again and said. "Cary on."

I looked over at the others who were now fully into what they were doing. I
doubted any one of them even knew there were other people in the room. I
barely cared myself.

Dave was fucking me slower now and maneuvering in all directions enjoying
every inch if my insides surrounding his dick and he continued his slow
movements all the way through his tremendous orgasm which added to my dad's
felt like I was having an enema even though I never had one.

When everyone finished Mom and dad finally got undressed and dad said. Now
that we all know what each of us looks like there is no reason to wear
cloths in this house. Is there?"

Then he walked up to Dave and me and held his hands over us as if to bless
us and said. "These two are submissive. That means if you want them to do
something for you just tell them and they will, but they do need training
so I'm going to call an old friend of mine properly to train them. The new
rule in this house is be who you are, but anything that happens in this
house stays in this house. Understand?"

We all said. "Yes sir."


