A few weeks before my seventeenth birthday I was looking for
accommodation as I was starting University in a few months, being one
of those wonder-kids that rushed through school with top grades (and no
girlfriends). My parents lived too far away to make it practical to
commute and I didn't like the idea of a dorm-type room and wanted to
live off campus, so I went for a private room, only to find those hard
to come by.

I had scanned the Internet, papers and ads posted in the windows of
cornershops, and had found the three I was currently scouting. The
first was with an elderly couple that clearly hadn't expected a black
man to apply, so they were easily struck off. The next had been with
another elderly couple, who didn't mind my skin colour, but their house
seemed merely OK, not great. I was looking for a place with an Internet
connection, with people that wouldn't mind some loud music now and
again, and not too far away from Uni and the town.

The last house ticked at least one box, being almost exactly halfway
between the town and the University. And hopefully it would tick the
other boxes too.

It was a big house, situated at the end of a cul de sac, bordering on a
large wooded area, you'd almost call a forest. It was well kept with an
immaculate lawn at the front and a flower bed that reminded me more of
Aix en Provence in France than this country.

I went up the stairs and pressed the door bell and waited a short while
before the door was opened by a smiling, man in a dressing gown. He was
young looking, tall and slender with very short, blond hair and the
most blue eyes I've ever seen.

"Hi, I'm Jamie. I'm here to look at the room for rent, so could I speak
to your mum or dad, please?"

He stuck his hand out to shake mine, laughing and shaking his head. "Hi
Jamie, I'm Callum. I'm sorry, but neither Mum nor Dad are here today,
but since the house belongs to Kelsey and me, we are the people to talk
to."

I blushed. "I'm sorry, Callum, you just look too young and I've looked
at some old geezers' houses before, so I was just assuming."

"Come on," Callum said. "No harm done. Come in and say hi to Kelse." He
ushered me in and lead me through a modern looking living room to a big
office further back withy some heavy computer stuff, one of the huge
screens showing a toy car racing round a track. As we entered the door,
Kelsey donned a dressing gown, her back to the door. I just managed to
see a bare shoulder and got the impression that she didn't wear
anything underneath.

She turned around while tying her gown and I saw a virtual copy of
Callum. She looked like the spitting image of him, apart from longer
hair, and some obvious bulges on her chest.

"Jamie, meet my twin sister Kelsey. Kelsey, Jamie."

I held my hand out to shake hers, but she had other ideas. She gave me
a big hug. "Hi Jamie."

"Er, hi," I said and hugged her back.

"Do you want a tour of the house?" Kelsey asked.

"Er, yes please."

"Fine. Follow us." She started by sweeping a hand round to indicate the
room we were in. "This is our office, where we work day and night. Sort
of. We do software development for some companies in California and a
big one in Washington. The state, not DC. And we do a lot of
commercials on the side like the one on the screen here." She pointed
at the racing toy car. "We have managed to get a gigabit line, which is
just almost enough as we're working with rendering algorithms for
movies and such. If you've been to the cinema within the last year and
watched a sci-fi movie or one with lots of special effects or watched a
toy commercial, you've probably seen some of our work."

She and Callum led me to the next room. A huge room with a table that
looked like it belonged in a castle. "This is the dining room," Callum
said. "We can probably host about thirty people around this table, so
we hardly ever use this room." I was led to the next room. "And this is
our games room."

I was boggled by the massive screen on the wall. "How big?" I asked,
unable to tear my eyes away from it.

"Oh that," Kelsey said with a grin. "100 inches."

"Whew!" I looked at the stash of controllers next to the screen. "What
consoles have you got?"

"What haven't we got?" Kelsey muttered. "Well, we have an eight core PC
with top-of-the-line graphics overclocked and all. It's the only
Windows computer in the house -- for the games, you know." She showed
me a gaudy box like the ones I've seen movies like TRON, Terminator and
The Last Starfighter, those from the video arcades of olden days before
everybody got games systems at home. "This one has a Linux computer
built in and runs MAME."

"MAME?" I said. "Never heard of it."

"Oh," Callum said. "MAME can emulate the hardware of a lot of the old
arcade games so if you've got the ROM images, you can play the games."

"I'm afraid you lost me there," I said.

"You know," Callum continued. "The old arcade games had the game itself
programmed into some chips inside the machine. The ROMs. And if you can
get hold of these ROMs and copy their contents onto this system, you
can play the games on it."

"Oh, I see," I said.

"Q*Bert, Asteroids, Pengo, Space Invaders, you name it."

"Cool," I said even though I'd never heard of any of them.

"And we've got a NES, a Wii, a PlayStation, a PS2 and a PS3. Oh, and an
Xbox and an Xbox 360, of course."

"Impressive."

"Let's continue," Callum said. "To the kitchen." They led me to the
kitchen. A huge affair with a dining section at one end, a big telly
and cupboards around a central cooking 'island'. The cooking island
with the hob and oven and such, looked like it could have served in a
small restaurant. "We like cooking," he said.

"Yeah, it looks like it," I said. "It's awesome."

"Right," Kelsey said. "Next room is a so called reception room, which
we hardly use, except when having a party." The room had a couple of
sofas and some comfy chairs and a big fireplace.

"And then the downstairs bathroom," Callum said as they led to a huge
bathroom furnished with pink marble. It was dominated by a huge,
free-standing tub in the centre. He opened a drawer and pulled out
something that looked like a chubby remote control. He pressed a button
and the mirror lit up with a picture. It was a TV!

They both laughed, when they saw my expression. "Yeah, I know," Kelsey
said. "We're incurable show-offs." She put a hand on my shoulder to
lead me on. "There's a toilet out front and a scullery/utility room
behind the kitchen, but let's go upstairs and have a look."

We went up the stairs and at the top I realised that Kelsey's dressing
gown had loosened a bit and I got a glimpse of a breast with her every
move.

"The first one here is our master bedroom," Callum said and pushed the
door completely open. The room was big and had a big bed at one wall.
Bigger than King Size, it seemed. Maybe an Emperor Size? One wall was
dominated by the built-in cupboards and across from the bed was another
TV set. "This one is only 60 inches," Callum said when he saw where I
looked.

"This room has got an en-suite bathroom it shares with the next room.
The one that would become yours," Kelsey said as we moved to the next
room. The room was as big as the master bedroom but the bed was
smaller. 'Only' a King Size, it seemed. It had a smaller TV (only 52
inches, Callum said), but otherwise it looked like a twin of the master
bedroom. They showed me the other four bedrooms and the second bathroom
they shared, before going downstairs again.

"We've got a basement too, which we use for storage mostly." We were
back in the kitchen and sat down around the table. When we sat down,
Kelsey said, "You know the rent from the ad, so any questions?"

My head buzzed. This was so different from the old geezers' houses I
had looked at before. "No," I said and shook my head. "I can't think of
anything." I looked at Callum and realised that the way he sat slumped
back in his seat, his dressing gown fell on the sides of his legs and I
could just see a big, wrinkly bunch of skin in the shadows. Probably
his scrotum I thought. Big balls if that was the case.

"Wanna have a drink?" Callum asked. "We've got tea, coffee, hot
chocolate, fresh orange juice, milk, squash, tropical juice, cranberry
juice, water, coke ... and beer and wine too, of course."

"Some juice would be fine," I said. "Orange juice, please."

"Orange juice coming," Callum said and walked to a big machine on the
counter. He opened a cupboard, which was actually a fridge, and pulled
out a box of oranges. He filled the hopper of the machine with oranges
and pressed a button. The machine sprang to life and started to slice
the oranges before squeezing the juice from them and return them to a
box of used peels. When the jug was full, he stopped the machine and
poured me a glassful of juice.

"Thank you," I said when he handed me the juice. "I love freshly made
juice, it's so much better than the ones made from frozen concentrate."

"We so totally agree," Kelsey said.

We talked a lot while I drank my juice, and before I left, I had signed
the contract for the room.

The following Saturday, my parents and I had stuffed my few belongings
into their car and headed off to install me in my new room. When we
arrived, Callum and Kelsey were waiting outside in the sunshine. He
wore a faded yellow T-shirt saying 'My other computer is a Cray' and
navy blue shorts. She wore red shorts and a thin, white tank top with a
message across it in a very small font. As I got closer, I could see it
said: 'If you can read this, you're too close'. I think I blushed,
especially as I realised that I could see her breasts through the thin
fabric.

I hugged the twins and made the introductions, "Mum, Dad -- Kelsey,
Callum. Kelsey, Callum -- Mum, Dad." In less than half an hour, the car
was emptied and everything put away in the room. In MY room.

Mum and Dad got a quick tour of the house and left us soon after, as
they were off to see some friends living close by, now that they were
in the neighbourhood.

"So, how does it feel to move away from home?" Callum asked.

"Uh, I don't really know yet. It's too soon, I think. But apart from a
slight flutter, it feels right. Like I'm ready."

"That's good," Kelsey said. "We'll try to make you as comfy as we can."

"Thanks," I said.

"Which reminds me," Callum said, "that you're just in time for lunch."

"And we're having 'Omelette al prosciutto e formaggio'," Kelsey said.

"Pardon?"

"Ham and cheese omelette."

"Oh."

We all went into the kitchen and the twins showed me where things were
as they took them out. In no time they had whipped up and seasoned the
eggs and cut the ham into small squares. They added a bit of grated
cheese to the eggs and poured it into a huge skillet. (I wondered if
everything in the house was huge: The tellies, the rooms, the fridge,
the freezer and the frying pan, to name a few.) They cooked the eggs
over low heat and when it started to coagulate they added the ham and
mozzarella cheese and folded it in half.

When it had finished cooking, they served it at the table with a huge
jug of elderflower juice with crushed ice. It was absolutely yummy,
especially with a generous sprinkle of Parmesan cheese.

We spent the remainder of the afternoon by chatting and walking around
the grounds and the neighbouring woods, which also belonged to Callum
and Kelsey. ('How rich are these people?' I was thinking.) For dinner
they served the most delicious fillet steak with jacket potatoes and
ciabatta bread. And wine. Plenty of wine.

We were all somewhat tipsy after dinner and we just kept on chatting.
Mostly inane platitudes, I'm sure, but at least I got some facts about
life in the house too.

"It's quite quiet around here," Callum said. "And we enjoy the peace
and privacy." He nodded towards the window facing the back garden that
led down to the woods. "And none of our neighbs..." He shook his head
as if to clear it. "Sorry, neighbours can look into our garden."

"Yeah," Kelsey said and nodded exaggeratedly, tipsy as she was. "We
don't like the neighbours to watch us, but it's not like we're recluses
or such. I mean ... We hardly ever close the doors inside the house."

"And with the solar panels and the windmills and the insulation, the
house is always warm so we don't wear much clothes indoors," Callum
went on.

"If any," Kelsey interjected with a giggle.

"Yeah, if any," Callum agreed. "Unless it's a special occasion as
today."

"Um yeah," Kelsey said. "We're really excited to have you here. Really
excited!"

"But why?" I asked. "You two don't seem to need the money."

Kelsey giggled again. "No-ho, it's not for the money. No way."

"No," Callum seconded. "It's ... Well, it's because we want to give
something back to so-ci-e-ty." He enunciated each syllable like he had
trouble saying the word.

"And maybe break the boredom a bit," Kelsey added. "It can be a bit
boring sitting on your bare arse all day next to your twin brother
making programs."

"I see," I said and nodded so hard I almost fell off the chair. "But
I'm a bit tired and more than a bit intoxicated, so I'd better go to
bed."

"OK," Callum said. "You just trot off, we'll clean the mess up before
turning in."

"Let me help," I said and got up on unsteady legs.

"No, no," Kelsey said. She rose and put her hands on my chest to hold
me back. "It's your first day here, so you just enjoy. There'll be
plenty of op ... up ... oppor ... There'll be plenty of chances to do
that another day." She leaned her head on my chest and folded her arms
around my back, leaning heavily on me. "I think I've had a bit too
much."

Callum and I laughed. "I'm sure you have," he said. "Why don't we just
leave the mess for tomorrow and go up now?"

Kelsey turned her head, still leaning on me. "Splendid idea. Why don't
you two boys help a poor lady upstairs?"

"Our pleasure," Callum said and put one of her arms around his
shoulder, twisting her top so much that the breast nearest to me popped
out through the armhole.

"Oops," Kelsey said while I was staring at a huge, firm breast a few
inches from my eyes. It had a big, brown, crinkly, oval areola and a
hard nipple sticking out half an inch or so. She didn't do anything to
hide it.

"Come on," Callum said. "Help me out here."

I managed to collect my wits and put her other arm around my shoulder
and together we managed to stagger up the stairs and deposit her on the
big bed. After 'unloading' her, I said good night to the twins and
walked slowly, if rather unsteadily, to my own room.

I undressed and went into the toilet without turning the light on -- I
just couldn't cope with sharp light at the moment and after I had done
a wee and washed my hands, I realised I hadn't brought my toothbrush
and toothpaste. "Darn!" I muttered. "No toothbrush. Ah well, it can
wait."

I did a double take when I heard, "There're fresh toothbrushes in the
drawer over there."

Kelsey was standing in the doorway.

Naked!

And so was I!

Naked, I mean.

Despite the faint light, I couldn't take my eyes off her and fumbled
around to try to find the toothbrush. I was bending over, when she
leaned over me and opened the drawer. My heart began to race like mad,
when I felt her pelvis touch my buttocks and her big breasts burning
into my back.

"Here you are, big boy," she said handing me a fresh toothbrush and
running a finger along my penis. In my alcohol-induced confusion, I
hadn't realised that I'd gone absolutely hard until I felt her finger
trace the erection from root to head.

"Thank you," I stammered and grabbed the toothbrush. I found a tube of
toothpaste and put it on the brush while Kelsey sat down to have a wee.
I couldn't peel my eyes from her while I brushed my teeth. I wasn't
able to see her clearly in the dim light, but what I saw was amazing.
She had huge, pointy breasts with large, oval aureoles and big nipples.
She was hairless on her body, apart from a small triangle above her
ginny. And her ginny was big. Not like the pictures of young girls I
had seen on the Internet. It had big, protruding lips and I think I saw
something like a little hood at the top. Her clitoris.

I think I brushed the same tooth a thousand times while watching her
wipe herself, wash her hands and leave the toilet. "Jamie's out there,"
I heard her say.

"OK," Callum said very close by.

Then he entered the bathroom too.

Naked!

As he passed me, he gave me a sort of hug-in-the-passing, and I felt
his willie against my hip. It was, like everything else in the house,
HUGE! I'd never seen anything like it. It went almost down to his knee.
(OK, more than halfway down.)

And it was thick.

Coke-bottle thick!

(Well, almost.)

While I gave another tooth the millennium brushes, he sat down and had
his wee. Wipe, wash, dry, another hug-in-the-passing, another touch of
his huge willie and he was off with a yawn and a "Good night, Jamie."

I was left there now with a huge erection and the images of the twins
churning around in my head. If I hadn't had so much to drink, I'm sure
I'd have cum then and there.

I finished brushing my teeth and as I lay down in the bed, I heard
their voices through the bathroom door.

"Yo Bro, give it to me!"

"Easy now Sis, let me get you started first."

"No need. I'm all hot and primed already."

"Uhu, you are pretty wet, My Love."

"You betya. Seeing that black God in the bathroom. Whew!"

"He's a right stunner, that's true. I couldn't help giving him a nice
cuddle when I passed him."

"Lucky you, Callum! I should have thought of that."

"Yeah. And his cock just looks so yummy. I felt like sucking him as
much as I want to suck your pussy."

"Come on now, Callum. I'm wet, I'm ready so you'd better get going."

"Ah yes! Ooh, I love your pussy around my cock."

I heard some rhythmic slapping.

"Oh yes, yes! Ram your pole into me."

"God yeah, Sis. Take this!"

The slamming sounded louder and came faster.

"Aieeyaahh! God, you're inside my womb again. Uh. Uh. Uh. Ah. Uh. Uh!
Uh! UH!! Argh! You're so big."

"I'm so near now, Sis. I'm cumming. I'm cumming! I'm ..."

"Yes. Yes! YES! YES! Yeeeeessssss!!!!!! God, you're drowning my womb."

"Well," Callum moaned. "That's the least you can do for your beautiful
sister."

"Oh Callum," Kelsey sighed and I could hear them kiss loudly.

After a long while, they stopped kissing and Kelsey said, "Do my arse,
Stallion. I want that cock of yours in my backdoor!"

"Sorry, Honey," Callum said. "I don't think I can manage. Too much
wine."

"Oh, OK. Maybe later then. What about Jamie, do you think ...?"

"Come on, Sis. I know you're horny like hell, but give the poor guy a
chance to get to grips with it all."

I felt like shouting, "It's OK with me," but I couldn't. I hadn't had
any experience with sex in real life and felt a bit intimidated
thinking about it. And apart from the porn I'd found on the Internet,
my only source of knowledge was sex-ed in school and I'm sure it missed
out more than it included.

"Good night then," Kelsey said and kissed Callum.

"Good night, Sis."

I couldn't sleep at all and suddenly I realised that they were
siblings. It's against the law for siblings to have sex, I thought. And
they didn't even care if I knew or not. Amazing! With my thoughts going
in circles about this, the strangest day in my life, I fell asleep,
only to dream about sex with Kelsey and Callum. I woke up with a start,
ejaculating like mad. I had been dreaming of sex. Sex, not only with
Kelsey, but with Callum too. Just as I woke, I dreamed that I was
pounding his arse while kissing his sister.

Oy!

I sneaked out into the bathroom and cleaned the sperm from my front. I
couldn't do much about the stains on the sheet yet, so I just left that
for later. I peeked through the door to Callum's and Kelsey's room and
found the two sleeping with Kelsey lying on top of Callum, his mammoth
dick buried halfway in her pussy and her breasts spilling over the
sides of his chest.

After looking at them for a long time, I sneaked back into my own bed
and fell into a fitful sleep again.

The next morning I was awoken by Callum shaking my shoulder gently.
"Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead," he whispered.

I opened my eyes slightly, feeling rather exhausted after the rather
restless sleep I had had. Callum stood when he saw my eyes open and I
looked at his naked body.

"Breakfast is ready."

"Thanks," I said. "I just need the toilet, then I'll be down."

"See you in five then," he said and walked out. I was still amazed at
the size of his dick. It was clearly visible from behind as it hung
between his legs.

As I went to the toilet, I debated with myself on what to wear and in
the end I chose my threadbare robe and nothing else. In the kitchen I
was met with the lovely smell of bacon and the lovely sight of the
naked twins.

"Good morning, Jamie," Kelsey said when she saw me. "Gimme a hug." I
went over to her and hugged her tightly, enjoying every second of it.
She kissed my cheek before letting me go. "How do you like your eggs?"

"Er, fried. Sunny side up."

Callum placed a stack of sandwich bread in a contraption that seemed to
feed them into its innards one slice a time, much like a printer feeds
paper one sheet at a time. It was a toaster, I realised.

"Sit down," Callum said and pointed to the table lay with ornate
plates, and matching cups and saucers. Even the coffee and tea pots
were matching. It was laid with cloth napkins in a silver ring and
heavy cutlery, that didn't quite look like stainless steel, so I
assumed it was silver.

"Is this your standard for breakfast?" I asked as I sat down.

Callum laughed. "Nah, only on Sundays. The other days we just grab some
cereal or whatever we feel like."

"But we DO like to have it together," Kelsey said as she carried a
panful of fried eggs to the table. "Don't we?" She kissed Callum on the
mouth.

"Yeah," Callum said and pulled his sister into his lap. "We do." He
kissed her back and squeezed her buttocks with one hand and her breasts
with the other.

"Let's eat," Kelsey said and moved to the seat next to Callum's.

We chatted easily while eating and I got to know my hosts a bit better.
Their parents were siblings too. Twins in fact. They were only ten
years old when she became pregnant with Callum and Kelsey. They were
raised with their parents by their grandparents, more like siblings
than like parents and children. There had been no embarrassment of
their bodies in the family and they grew up feeling no urge to cover up
and only did so to placate the norms of society where and when it was
necessary. Not at all like my family where we didn't quite hide our
bodies, but we definitely didn't go around in the buff around the house.

After breakfast I helped clearing the table and wash up. I went
upstairs to my room and did some reading and watched telly. I had made
a conscious decision to try to live like they did so I was naked on my
bed and hadn't closed the door.

Suddenly Kelsey came in and I became quite self-conscious, feeling I
needed to hide my nakedness but I managed to keep myself in check,
blood rushing through my body.

"You wanna come for a ride?" she asked. "We thought you might wanna see
the neighbourhood."

I peeled my eyes from her ginny, only to stop at her breasts. I had to
will myself to lift my gaze to her eyes and answer. "That'd be nice.
I'd love to."

"Fine then," she said. "It's hot outside so just put some shorts on."

"OK," I said. "Give me five minutes."

"Right. See you in five." She left the room.

I rummaged through my meagre selection of clothes and found a pair of
threadbare shorts a few sizes too small. I could just manage to put
them on and felt them strain at the seems to hold together, which did
absolutely nothing to hide the outline of my willie. I'm not really big
like Callum, only about ten inches, I think, but it looked rather
prominent, outlined like that.

"That's smashing," Callum said when I met them at the front of the
house.

He wore a pair of loose shorts and nothing else. She wore a short,
loose summer dress with lots of space all around so you could see quite
a lot of her when she moved. I found it especially difficult to keep my
eyes from her big breasts, they seemed to draw my gaze all the time.

"Oh, I just love the contour of his cock," Kelsey said to Callum. "I
feel like eating it all up."

I blushed, but luckily you can't really see that due to my skin colour.
"Not literally, I hope?"

They laughed and gave me a big hug each. "You're so sweet ... Let's go."

We all got in the car and Kelsey was driving with Callum and me in the
back. We drove along the countryside and winded our way towards the
University. Apart from an open day and the interviews, I hadn't really
seen it. It consisted of a big main building, like an oversized manor
house, with a lot of smaller buildings scattered around it. At one end
of the campus was a number of modern buildings, almost completely
hidden from the older part by a small copse of trees.

"That's where I'm going to spend most of my time in the next few
years," I said. "Wonder how I'll fare."

"I'm sure you'll be OK," Kelsey said from the front. "You seem bright
enough."

"But you'll probably be the youngest in your year," Callum said. "But
never mind that. Age is not important." He winked at me. "Especially
not with looks like yours." He winked again. "Oh, and a brain like
yours, of course."

We had lunch at a quaint restaurant a few miles from the University.
They didn't bat an eye at our scarce clothing -- rather surprising,
considering that it charged an arm and a leg for the food and was
regarded as well posh. But it was definitely worth the price with
freshly made dishes and a palate-surprising twist to the seasoning.

"I'm stuffed," Callum said and patted his tummy.

"Me too," I said. "And thanks for the food. It was delicious."

"You're welcome," Kelsey said.

"We took a different route home and I managed to see more cattle,
horses and sheep than I had seen my whole life before then. Back at
home (I had only been there one day and already considered it my home)
we had hardly closed the door behind us before the twins undressed.
After a short while, I decided to do the same and all naked we went
into the garden to have a lounge in the sun.

We chatted away again and the twins made me a simple chicken salad
dinner, having had the rather filling lunch. After dinner I went to
bed, as I was feeling rather tired.

The following days were fairly uneventful. The twins worked most of the
time. I became accustomed to the household and started to cook under
the guidance of the twins. And we were all naked apart for the few
hours when we went shopping and such.

I must say nakedness is quite addictive.

Every night they would make love for an hour or two -- sometimes even
twice a night, but I got used to that and wanked off in my solitude.
Sometimes while looking at pictures on the computer. The anonymiser
networks made it fairly risk free to do so, especially with my
predilection for younger children, pre-teens to early teens.

The following weekend I had visited my parents at home and came back
late Sunday. Callum and Kelsey were in bed already, I could hear from
the pounding and moans and groans coming from their bedroom. I quickly
undressed and went to the toilet. Just as I sat down, I heard Callum
moan, "Oh God yes! I'm cumming! Take my juices." And the slapping
stopped.

I had no more than finished wiping myself before I got a surprise. A
very naked, very young girl -- ten years old, to be precise -- floated
into the bathroom with a hand between her legs, cupping her ginny,
white goo seeping down.

"Hi," she said with a big, heart-melting smile. "Could you hand me some
toilet paper, please, before it goes on the floor." I gave her the roll
of toilet paper. "Thanks. He always fills me with so much sperm." She
started to wipe herself with the paper, giving me the saturated bits to
drop into the toilet. "Big balls, you know. Much sperm." She managed to
look at me too. "But you've got big balls too. I can't wait to do you."
I started to get an erection. A young girl, just like the ones I
dreamed about from the Internet, wanted to have sex with me. At least
that was what I read into her words. "I'm Carol, you know, but my
friends call me X."

"Oh yeah X," Kelsey yelled from the bedroom. "It sounds like you've met
Callum. He's our border. Why don't you both come in here so we can do
proper introductions."

After she finished cleaning herself, she grabbed me by the hand and
pulled me to the master bedroom. Kelsey was on her back and Callum lay
next to her with a leg over her hips and softly caressing her breasts.
X pushed me down on the other side of Kelsey and rested down halfway on
top of me.

She was a beautiful girl, tall and with just the right definition of
breasts -- like the top of a grapefruit with puffy areolas and big,
hard nipples. She was absolutely hairless on her body and had the
smoothest possible skin. I was hard as rock from lying between these
two beauties.

"OK," Callum said. "Let's do the formal presentation." He looked from
me to X and back. "Jamie, Carol. Carol, Jamie."

"Pleased to meet you," X said and leaned further over to give me a kiss
at the edge of my mouth.

"X is my daughter ..." Callum started.

"Your daughter," I interrupted. "I didn't know you had a daughter."

"... and my granddaughter ..."

"Huh?" I said. "Your daughter AND your granddaughter? How's that?"

"... and niece."

"Now I'm confused," I said. "Which is she?"

Callum laughed. "All of them!"

"How so?" I couldn't figure it out.

"Ah well," Callum began as X moved herself more on top of me and
started to caress me with a soft hand. "Our family has always been
early bloomers and Kelse and I started puberty just after we turned
eight. I had long before started to make love to everyone in my family
and got Mum into family way when I was nine. She had a beautiful girl,
Angelina, who is obviously my daughter, but also my half sister (as a
child of my mother with another father, ME). Angelina was as interested
in sex as the rest of the family and when she was ten, I got her with
child too, Carol. Now, Carol is my daughter, naturally, that's easy.
She's also my sister's daughter, which makes her my niece. And lastly,
she's my daughter's daughter, which makes her my granddaughter. Easy,
right?"

My head swam a bit. I had never thought much about the consequences of
inbreeding when it came to family relations, and now I knew why: It was
just too bloody confusing!

"Right," I said after a long think. "So you're a dad twice over, a
granddad, and an uncle. All in one."

"Yeah. That sort of sums it up."

"Phew!" I sighed. "And what about the name X? Why is she called X when
her real name is Carol?"

"Oh that," Kelsey said. "That's even easier. Carol was born the 25th of
December, Christmas day. Her name was Carol. Christmas Carol. X-mas
Carol. X. Right?!?"

"Doh," I said. "Why are things so complicated in this house?"

"They're not," Callum said. "On the contrary. Everything is as easy as
possible. Do what you want, when you want, to whom you want, as long as
everyone involved agree."

"Which reminds me," X said and caressed my erection, "of something I
want with somebody, now." She turned, pushed me on my back and
straddled me, guiding my hard-on to her wet pussy. She looked me
directly in the face with her summersky-blue eyes and said, "If you
don't mind?"

How could I mind? Here I was, in bed with my wet dream of all ages,
being asked to make love to her. No way I could mind! All those videos
and pictures I had found on the Internet, of people making love to
little girls, were going to become real. Happen to me! ME!!

I almost came then and there.

When, at last, I shook my head, indicating I didn't mind, she lowered
herself onto my erection, moving down and down until I hit her cervix.
I wasn't a virgin anymore. I had lost my virginity to a beautiful and
capable ten-year-old!

Kelsey and Callum didn't say anything as X made love to me with long,
practiced strokes.

"I love your black cock," X said. "It's just the right size for a girl
like me and its bend teases all the right places." She upped the speed
and seemed to hammer down a little harder than before. "Oh yes, that's
my type of cock: So big, so black, so bendy. And ooh ..." Her buttocks
hit my pelvis and she whispered, "He's in. He's actually inside me. In
my womb." I could feel a tight ring around my dick and strong ripples
pulsating along the length of her pussy. "Ahhhhh!" X came just as I
started to flush her womb with my hot, white sperm. I could feel the
pressure mounting and the sperm pressing out through her tightly
plugged cervix. I kept flooding her for a long time and almost passed
out from the best orgasm of my life. I pulled her face to mine and
kissed her. Her tongue shot out and ran along my lips, which I quickly
parted to let her past. I had never kissed a girl like this (actually I
had never kissed a girl for real) so it was almost overwhelming,
sending intense feelings through my whole body, keeping me hard despite
the huge orgasm. We kissed for some time and only when I couldn't
breathe properly anymore did we break the kiss.

"I love you," I gasped, fighting to get my lungs under control again.
"I truly and honestly love you!" I had known the girl for maybe half an
hour and was completely and utterly in love.

"I love you too," she said, tears streaming down her face. "This is the
best sex I've ever had. And I ... I ... Well, you and me ... We ... Us
..." She buried her head in my chest and I started to stroke her short
hair. "I feel you're my soulmate."

"Shh, my love," I whispered in her ear. "I'm here. I'm not going away.
Cheer up, My Love. Relax. It's us. You and me. Yes. Just relax and
trust your feelings."

She sobbed a little and eventually looked up with a tearful smile. "Oh
Jamie!" she cried and hugged me tight.

"Wow!" Kelsey said with moist eyes. "Love at first sight. How cute!"

X swatted Kelsey's bum. "Don't mock me just because I'm young. It's not
puppy love, I tell you!"

Kelsey looked quite serious now. "Sorry, X. I didn't mean it as an
insult. I really THINK it's cute. I know that Callum is MY soulmate and
have known it since we were about eight. Honestly, I'm happy for you."

"Me too," Callum said. "I wouldn't know WHAT to do if I didn't have
Kelsey. It's so much against the law, but all the same, we love each
other and that's all that matters."

"Maybe you want to go to Jamie's room to be alone together?" Kelsey
suggested.

"No," X and I said simultaneously.

"Love doesn't diminish by being shared," I said in a rare case of
emotional profundity. (And maybe also because I had found an
exhibitionistic streak inside me?)

"And love only strengthens when bounced off of other people," X said,
as profoundly.

"You two so much deserve each other," Callum said.

"Yeah, if anyone should be together, it's you!" Kelsey kissed each of
us and held us tight.

"Pass me the lube, please," X said and stuck a hand out towards Callum,
who turned to the side table and grabbed a small bottle. He opened the
lid and gave it to X, who lifted herself off of me and started to pour
the clear fluid on my dick.

"What are you doing?" I asked, not having a clue what was going on.

"Lubeing you up," X said.

"Oh. Er, why?"

"Shush. You'll love it." She folded her fingers around my dick and
moved it in circles and up and down to distribute the lubricant. She
applied some more and then she gave me a big surprise. She pressed it
against her bum!

"But ..."

"Shush, My Love. Trust me!"

I did. And I vaguely remembered that Kelsey had wanted Callum's dick in
her bum from my first night in the house. X steered my slippery member
towards her tight anus and slowly sat down again. It felt like it
wouldn't yield, when suddenly it did. My head had entered her bum with
a feeling much like when it had been inside her cervix. It was tight,
but not uncomfortably so. It was hot, very deliciously so. And I was
absolutely fascinated. Ever so slowly, my big dick was entering my
ten-year-old love's anus, until at last she was once again sitting on
my pelvis. For the first time, I managed to really look at her. Short,
curly, blond, bordering on white, hair. The cutest ever face. Thick but
not bushy eyebrows, long eye-lashes, light-blue eyes and short,
straight nose and a wide, ever-smiling mouth. She looked like an almost
perfect copy of a younger Kelsey or Callum, only with subtle
differences that made her so much more attractive to me, like her sweet
dimples. Kelsey had beautiful, big breasts, but X's small orbs with
puffy areolas and big nipples. Ah, I loved those. I felt like looking
at them forever, caressing them, and kissing them till I was totally
lost.

But her ginny. That was special. I had seen thousands of pictures on
the Internet of little girls and young women, but none of them had
anything like X. She had a big ginny with protruding lips, nothing like
the puffy ginny of babies and small girls. And her clitoris. Ah! That
was as big as a boy's penis. Again, referring to the many pictures I
had seen on the Internet, her clitoris was the size of an average ten-
to twelve-year-old. It was thicker than my thumb.

And talking about my thumb, I stretched my arm out and put my thumb on
her clitoris, letting it slide along it to finally let my thumb enter
her wet pussy. She came with a shudder and literally gushed juices over
my hand. I kept my fingers caressing her most intimate place while the
other hand fondled her breasts, kneading them and tugging at her big,
erect nipples. This was so different from those wham, bam videos I had
watched, where a fat guy pounded the bum of his son or daughter. This
was love-making! 

True love!

"Oh wow!" X said as she bent down to kiss me. "You're the best lover
ever. Aiee!!!" She came again and sprayed me with more juices. It
became a little cramped for my hand when she lay on top of me, but it
was well worth the discomfort to make love to such an angel. She
started a continuous mewl and shuddered in a long string of little
orgasms until she at last cried out loud and stretched out, going stiff
like a board, small shivers running through her whole body and big
ripples running in her intestines.

And I came!

I moaned and groaned as I pumped load after load of my thick sperm into
her bum. I realised that I had cupped her ginny with my hand, four
fingers inside it and the heel running circles over her clit.

As suddenly as it had started, X slumped on top of me, pulling my hand
away from her ginny. "Oh God, Jamie! It's too much! I've never felt
like this before. Never! Ever!" She buried her head in my shoulder and
cried.

"That was tremendous," Callum said and I realised that he was getting
the whole scene on video. And so was Kelsey. I hadn't seen the twins
get them, but they had a camera each and Callum had concentrated on
filming us from a distance while Kelsey had been down close, getting
some serious footage of my dick pounding X's bum and my fingers dancing
on her ginny.

"Oh guys," Kelsey cried with tears trickling down her cheeks. "You're
so sexy together. You really DO belong together!"

X was sobbing and I kept stroking her hair until it slowly stopped.
"Where have you been all my life?" she hiccupped.

"Er, growing up and going to school?" I said.

She punched me softly on the chest. "You know what I mean, you brute!"

I laughed and hugged her tight. "I love cuddling you," I said.

The twins put the cameras down and somehow we managed to fall asleep in
a big heap. I woke up in the middle of the night with a wonderful
feeling in my willie. Somebody was giving me a blowjob and somebody
else was slurping. I kept my eyes closed for a while, delighting in the
intense feeling of having my dick buried in a throat. I was thinking
how talented X was and stretched a hand down to caress her hair only to
find a head with very short hair. I opened my eyes and met Callum's. He
was the one giving me a blowjob and the girls where lying head to ginny
and licking each other out to everyone's delight.

I was a bit shocked by Callum's blowjob. Not that he was giving me a
blowjob, but rather that I liked it. I had been raised in an
environment where gays, faggots, queer people and what not were
grudgingly accepted -- as long as they stayed away from you and your
family. And here I was, receiving sexual ministrations by a man. And
liking it!

I churned this around in my brain for a few seconds and came to some
conclusions: 1) I liked it. 2) If I liked it, it would probably not
harm me. 3) If I liked it, he probably would like it too. 4) It was
presumably no accident I had looked at pictures of boys too on the
Internet.

In those few seconds, I decided to reciprocate and indicated for Callum
to turn around so I could do him too. I could see his turn up in a
smile around my hard-on and he quickly manoeuvred himself into position
with his erection right in my face.

It wasn't any smaller close up than it was seen at a distance and I
swallowed a couple of times before taking his head into my mouth. The
dollop of pre-cum on his dick tasted almost sweet so I began to lick
around the head and move up and down on it. He gave out a pleasurable
sigh and kept working on my erection.

The girls went on with gusto and I was quite mesmerised when I saw
Kelsey's tongue underneath X's clitoris. Kelsey managed to lift it up
in a way so the clitoris lay along her tongue, underscoring the sheer
size of her mini-penis. With Callum's huge dick in my mouth, I didn't
doubt for a second where X had inherited her size from.

Seeing X's clitoris like that did it to me. I came and could hear
Callum snort and gasp as I flooded his gullet with sperm. He came right
after and this time I felt the power and volume of his ejaculation. We
just kept spraying each other and in the end I couldn't swallow it all
and it started to run down my cheek in a steady stream.

The girls were moaning and groaning too, and were cumming just as hard
as Callum and I, I'm sure.

"I wasn't sure if you were OK with me blowing you," Callum said and
licked his mouth.

"Neither was I," I said. "I've never had anybody do that to me before."
I grinned. "To be honest, it's the first time I've had sex and been
with somebody else in a sexual manner."

"What did you do then?" X asked. "Nothing?"

"Nah, I went on the Internet and found pictures and videos and stories."

"Yes?"

"After finding this anonymiser program, I realised the Net was ripe
with everything I lusted for. PedoBoard, Youth Nature, Bees&Gees, and
places like that with pictures and videos. And ASSTR for stories to
read."

"Hey we've got a paedolover here," Callum smiled and swatted my bum.

I blushed. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Don't worry," Kelsey said. "We've got absolutely nothing against
paedophilia -- and incest for that matter. It would be a bit, er,
hypocritical if we were, considering how close knit -- and young -- our
family is."

"Yeah," X said and rolled over to kiss me. "Just think of Grandpa
here." She patted Callum's hair.

"Hey you snotty child, you just mind your mouth or I'll spank you!"

"Promise?" X teased. "I'd like that!"

Callum looked at me with an exasperated expression. "Children!" he said.

We lay in the bed for a while until Kelsey suddenly sat up. "It's nine
o'clock," she said. "We have the presentation of the racing car set at
eleven."

"Goodness yes," Callum said. "Sorry folks, work's calling."

"OK folks," X said and looked at me. "We'll do the breakfast."

I nodded and gave her a big kiss. "Let's go My Lovely," I said and
helped her up.

X was quite a bit better in a kitchen than me, but I was good at doing
what I was told. At some point she tried to turn on the toaster, but it
made a crunching sound and the conveyor didn't move.

"The toaster is toast again," X shouted.

"Yeah, we're getting a new one this week, but until then we'll have to
make do," Kelsey shouted back.

"OK," X shouted. "I'll see if I can get it going." She ran into the
computer room and came back with a small toolbox. "Let's see what we've
got." She opened it and got a small screwdriver and some pliers.
"Right-ho," she muttered and turned the machine on its side. "Four
screws at the bottom and the handles off." She unscrewed the four
screws and removed the two handles on the side. "And easy does it." She
lifted the side off the machine, revealing a complex mechanism with
cogs and a metal driving chain that had become undone. "If I move this
back to ... here," X mumbled. "And what do we have here? Right,
gotcha." She turned around and shouted once again, "One of the cogs is
missing two teeth."

"Well never mind, we're having another in a few days," Callum shouted
back.

"But why?" X shouted. "I can make another in less than an hour."

"Huh?" I said. "Cogs are mad in factories."

"Yeah," X said with a broad smile and those cute dimples. "And how do
you think the factories make them?"

"Er. I don't really know."

"Well, I do!"

Callum had come out in the kitchen and lifted his dick to the side to
scratch his scrotum. "If she says she can make another cog, believe me,
she can," he said and let his dick fall back. He gave it a tug and
washed his hands. "So which cog is bad?" He stared at the thingamajigs
inside the toaster.

"This one," X said. "Look, no teeth."

"You're right. What about breakfast then."

"That should be OK, it's going to work most of the time, the way it is,
but it won't keep going forever without the drivechain falling off."

"OK, let's get going then, I'd like to get something to eat before the
meeting."

"The meeting?" I said. "How are you going to make it to a meeting by
eleven? It's almost ten!"

"It's a video conference, actually. We use the computers with a camera
and a microphone."

"Oh," I said, realising how little I knew about stuff like that. Give
me a good calculus problem and I'd be happy.

While Callum and I were chatting, X put the toaster back together and
started it. It sounded perfectly fine to me and worked like a dream.

We finished a hurried breakfast and the twins put on T-shirts before
going back to the computers for the conference.

"You're half-naked," I said and pointed at the twins' genitals that
were prominently on display.

"My goodness," Kelsey said and feigned surprise. "You're right." She
changed to a more serious tone. "Since it's a video conference, they
can only see the upper part of us and haven't got a clue that we're
butt naked. So nobody bats an eye at my fanny being out and at Callum
being hard as diamond."

I laughed. "Yeah, I didn't think about that."

"Right," X said. "You have your conference. Loverboy and I will fix the
toaster in the meantime."

"Yeah well, if you do the work, I'll gladly take the credit," I said.
"I wouldn't know the first thing about fixing that toaster."

"Don't worry, Handsome." X looked at Kelsey. "But we'll need one of the
computers and the scanner plus a Vernier and the CNC mill."

"OK, we'll use the headsets for the video conference then, that should
minimise the interference from your activities," Kelsey said. "But
please be as quiet as you can, and ..." She winked. "... don't walk in
front of the cameras."

They donned the headsets and sat down for the presentation while X got
some tools out. We headed back to the kitchen and she turned the
toaster over on it side once more. She took it apart and with a pair of
pliers, she managed to get the cog off its axle.

"Here we go," she said with a big smile to me. "Let's make a copy of
this thing."

We went back to the computer room, where the twins were talking
animatedly about the ad they had made for the toy set. X turned a chair
around and sat backwards on it, leaning on the back rest. They way she
sat, her ginny was wide open and her big clitoris very prominent. For
some reason, seeing her like that -- naked, displaying her charms and
yet completely concentrated on her mission -- flooded me with a feeling
of yearning. I just wanted to be with her.

"How thick are you?" she said to herself and clamped the Vernier gauge
around it. "3.21 mm. That's probably 3.2 mm with a bit of slack. And
now to the shape." She started a program and said to me, "I'm using a
CAD program digitize the cog." A window came up with lots of strange
icons arranged around the edge and a big, black area in the middle. She
clicked around a bit until a new window came up, saying 'Scanner'. "I'm
using this to scan it in," she said and placed the cog on a flatbed
scanner. "What resolution should I use?" I didn't know what to say so I
just kept quiet. "150 DPI?" She shook her head. "Let's go for 300 DPI
that's better than 100 micrometers per dot. That should do." She
clicked on the scanner settings and started the scanning. In a few
seconds, a copy of the cog was on the screen, missing teeth and all.
She enlarged a section of the cog and quickly drew some lines,
outlining one complete tooth. "Now we just need to make another 31
copies and that is an angle of ..." She pondered a few seconds. "...
360 degrees divided by 32 ... 11.25 degrees." She entered the number
into the program and before my eyes it outlined the cog with all the
teeth. "Now for the centre." She magnified the centre of the cog, drew
a circle matching the hole in the cog. The hole in the cog had a
little, square tooth that matched a groove on the axle and with a few
clicks, X had put a matching tooth on her drawing.

She smiled widely and looked from the drawing to me. "Looks good, huh?"

"Yeah," I said and kissed her. "You're a wizadress!"

"A what?" X said, laughing.

"I didn't want to call you a witch," I said. "So I called you a
wizadress."

"You're silly," she said and pulled my lips to hers. "And I love you."
We kissed. "And a female wizard is actually called a ... wizard."

"Oh," I said. "I guess I didn't get that from my English classes."

"Guess you didn't." She turned her attention to the screen. "Now let's
make the CNC program and punch it."

"Punch it?" I said. "Like in the head?"

X laughed again. I couldn't get enough of her laughing. "No, just open
your eyes in wonder and watch the magic." She clicked around a bit and
suddenly a racket started. A thin tape of paper emerged from a big
machine under the table. The paper had rows and rows of small holes in
it.

"Just a moment please," Kelsey said very loudly to the people in the
conference. "What are you doing?" she then asked us.

"Sorry, Auntie K," X said. "I'd forgotten how loud the paperpunch was."
She looked at the progress indicator on the screen. "It's almost
finished." She had hardly said it before the machine stopped.

"Now, where were we?" Kelsey said as she resumed the conference.

X gave me one of those 'oops' smiles you do when you've done something
wrong, are caught out but don't really feel guilty about it. "We'd
better go do the milling." She stood, tore the papertape from the
machine and coiled it up as she went to the front door.

"Where are we going?" I asked as I followed her.

"To the garage," she said. "The workshop is at the back." We went out
the front door and crossed the front of the house to the garage, still
stark naked. She opened the door and we went to the workshop at the
back. "Here it is," she said and patted a huge machine. "A CNC beauty
from the mid-eighties. Way before we were born." She found a small
block of steel, which she mounted in the machine. She fed the end of
the papertape into a slot at the side of the machine before turning
around, facing me. "OK, Charmer, time for the performance. For that we
need to be properly dressed." She pulled two aprons from a peg on the
wall, two pairs of safety glasses and two things looking like
headphones. "Wear this," she said. "I don't want your good looks
spoiled already." She gave me the items one by one and donned hers.
"Apron. Safety glasses. Earmuffs. Perfect." I could hardly hear the
last word with the earmuffs on. She started the machine and a
high-pitched whining started. I stood right behind her, embracing her
while watching the machine do its work. A fast-rotating head started
moving across the block of steel, slowly cutting material away until a
perfect copy of the original cog was produced with all its teeth. She
took her earmuffs off and so did I.

"Perfect," she said and looked at the cog. "The only thing to do now is
the deburring. Over here." She started a machine with a rotating steel
brush. She held the cog with pliers and let the brush run over all
edges of the cog, turning it a couple of times. She stopped the machine
and carefully ran a finger across all the edges. "I think I've got it.
What do you think, My Exquisite One?" She gave the cog to me. I had
brought the old one and when I compared the two, I couldn't find any
difference apart from the missing teeth and a slight difference in
sheen.

"Wonderful Wizard," I said. "You have created another miracle. It's
perfect."

"Right then," she said and took back the cog. "Let's get the toaster
going."

We returned to the kitchen and in less than ten minutes X had the
toaster running as smoothly as ever.

"Is it working?" Kelsey asked, stretching with a yawn. X and I nodded.
Kelsey pulled her T-shirt over her head and dropped it on a chair.
"Cheese on toast for lunch then?"

"Who said cheese on toast?" Callum said as he entered the kitchen,
scratching his scrotum idly. "I'm starving." He too dropped his T-shirt
on the chair. "Oh the toaster isn't toast after all. Good!"

The doorbell rang.

"Where's my dressing gown?" Kelsey asked.

"Upstairs," Callum said, but I'll wrap a towel around me." He wrapped a
kitchen towel around his hips. It barely fit around and didn't really
hide much, but he seemed satisfied and went to open the door.

"Thank you," we could hear him say to somebody. "Have a nice day." He
returned to the kitchen with a big box in his hands. "I guess we're
going to have a lot of toast now, with two toasters," he grinned.

"Or we could return the new toaster," Kelsey said.

"Or you could donate the toaster to the Shelter," X said. "They've got
a lot of people to feed there, and I'm sure they could put the toaster
to good use."

"The Shelter it is," Callum said and placed the new toaster near the
door. "Later."

We had a quick lunch of cheese on toast and the twins were over the top
as their customer had accepted the video without any call for changes.

"Time to celebrate," Callum said and walked behind X, who was bent over
the dishwasher, filling it. Callum was hard and began to press his
erection against X's pussy while caressing her beautiful, budding
breasts.

"Uncle Callum!" X said in a mock rejecting voice.

Callum continued.

"Dad!!!!" X said. "Remember, I'm committed to someone now."

Callum just grinned and didn't stop.

"Granddad, help me! I'm being sexually attacked by my uncle and my
Dad!" She shook her head. "Not you too!"

Callum began to make love to her and Kelsey went over to me and stroked
my prominent boner.

"Well, Stallion, what about some one-on-one action, you and me, now the
others seem to be engaged?"

I looked at X being pounded by Callum. She turned her head and smiled
at me, blowing a kiss and mouthing 'I love you'. I nodded to Kelsey and
bent down to kiss her big breasts, a hand caressing her crotch. She was
really wet and I felt confident enough to just lift her up a bit and
then skewer her on my pole.

"Ah," she said. "That bend to your cock makes it feel so much different
than Callum's."

"Yeah, it feels great, doesn't it?" X said.

"It sure does," Kelsey said. I manoeuvred her onto the table, which was
just the right height for me. "Ooh!" she cried as I started to pound
her with long strokes and kiss her breasts. She hugged my head to her
chest as I alternated between the two breasts. "You know what I like,
Tiger! Now bite them." I wasn't sure I had heard her right and looked
up. "Yeah, I mean it. Bite them!" I bit her nipple and felt her shudder
in ecstasy. I pounded her even harder now and kissed and licked her
breasts for some time before suddenly biting them. After a couple of
bite-lick-bite cycles, she came. Her whole body seemed to envelope me
as if she could take all of me inside her while having her orgasm. She
moaned and groaned and sounded incomprehensible words as I felt my body
stiffen in preparation for the inevitable.

I came.

I flooded her pussy with hot sperm and almost fainted for lack of air,
being held so tight against her chest. When, at long last, our orgasms
ended, I gasped like a sprinter after a race and saw that Callum had
flooded X, who had soft streams of sperm running down the inside of her
legs.

"Seriously," X said when Callum had detached from her and she was
trying to stop the stream down her legs with a wad of serviettes. "I
want to live here. I want to share my time with you two and Jamie. Do
you think that's possible?"

I went over to my sweetheart and hugged and kissed her.

"I'll have to talk to Mum and Dad," Callum said. "But I don't think
they'll object, if it's really what you want."

"It is. It is!" X said excitedly and looked at me. "Isn't it?"

"I love you, X!" I said. "And I'd love to go to bed with you every
evening, make love to you all night long and wake up with you at my
side. I'd love to take you to school every day and collect you from
school when you're finished. I'd love to do homework with you and see
you make cogs and wheels and repair toasters. For the whole of my life."

X had tears running down her face. "He loves me," she sniffled. "The
Big Black Brute really loves me."

Kelsey ran a hand across her eyes to remove a tear or two that had
snuck out. "I wouldn't have called him a Brute," she said. "But I think
you're right that he loves you."

"Of course I love her," I said. "She's my hottest and wettest dreams
come true." (Did I really say that? I did. Wow!)

Callum called their parents and explained the situation in graphic
detail. (My blushes.) After a bit of palaver, they agreed that X could
stay here and everybody cheered.

X asked me to go for a walk in the woods, which I readily agreed to. We
went to my room. OUR room. And I started to look for shorts and a
T-shirt.

"Don't bother," X said. "Just a pair of trainers. It's hot out there
and you don't need the clothes."

"What if we meet somebody out there?"

"Their luck," she said. "The woods are not public property, so if we
meet anyone, they'll either be Uncle C and Auntie K or trespassers."

"Oh," I said and got my trainers.

X went into the room she apparently normally used when visiting and
opened a cupboard half filled with shoes.

"A bit of a selection for someone who normally walks around naked," I
said.

X laughed. "Yeah, but I have to attend to social functions too, like
school and birthdays and school discos and such. And sometimes I've
been living here for more than a month at a time." She picked up a
nylon bag with a logo in the form of an elongated octagon with the word
'Vibram' in yellow letters. "Ready," she said.

We went downstairs and told Kelsey and Callum that we were going for a
walk in the woods. At the door, she opened the bag and tossed a pair of
red and grey and black, weird shoes on the floor. They had toes! I mean
like gloves, it had individual 'compartments' for each toe.

"I never seen anything like that," I said as she put the shoes on.

"These are Vibram FiveFingers," X said. "I feel really more naked with
those on than with trainers like yours. And it feels really good to
wear them for a casual walk like this."

She took my hand and led us on the way. She told me of her childhood
with Callum's and Kelsey's parents and the whole family. As the
relationships were so complicated, she didn't normally call people by
their relationship name like dad (as he was uncle and granddad too),
apart from her mum. She felt that Callum and Kelsey and her mum were
more like her siblings than anything else and had taken to call her mum
'Mum' more as a tease than because she felt she was her mum.

I told X about me life within a fairly normal family (at least
according to the supposed norms of society). How my parents were
somewhat devout Christians, dragging me to church every Sunday and at
the other major Christian events. How I had realised I was rather good
at mathematics. How I had managed to get accepted to university at the
age of sixteen.

In the middle of the woods, we made love. Soft, sweet love. In the tall
grass. Swimming away in her forest-lake eyes. Exploring bodies.
Exploding passion. Hearts racing with lust. Resting. Nestling. Enjoying
eternity in moments of emotion. Again. And again. And again. After the
fourth time we just lay on the ground. On our backs. Eyes closed.
Nuzzling each other without a care.

"Come here, you brute!" A dog whistled past us, closely followed by a
woman in a big raincoat and pink, flowered wellies. "Oh sorry," she
said with eyes as big as teacups when she saw us. "Come here,
Andalusia." She ran on, craning her head towards us for as long as she
possibly could.

"I'd run away too with a name like that," I said and X laughed.

"We'd better go home before it's too late," she said and kissed me
again.

"OK," I said and we sauntered back in the general direction of the
house, hearing the remote shouts of, "Come here NOW!!!! You'll not get
any dinner, you naughty dog!!!!" We smiled and continued homeward, hand
in hand. We meandered our way home in another hour.

"Hiya," Callum said as we entered the door.

"Hi Callum," X and said as one while we took our shoes off.

"How did the trip go?" he said and put an arm around each of us.

"Fine," I said. "Except for an interruption by an old Lady in raincoat
and wellies trying to catch her dog, Andalusia."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Callum exclaimed. "And you were ..." He indicated towards
our nakedness. "... like this?"

"Yeah," X said. "Except for the shoes."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Callum said again. "That was Mrs Hellands. She's the
local vicar's wife. Very Christian. Very devout. Very inquisitive. Very
talkative. Very gossipy. So about now, the whole neighbourhood should
know about a naked, black young man and a naked, white girl in the
woods. And nobody would talk about trespassing and all that, despite
the signs all the way round."

"What was that about trespassing?" Kelsey asked as she entered the door.

We told her the story and she was laughing so hard, she had to lean on
me not to fall. "You'll be the talking point, that's for sure. My, my,
my!" She looked at me. "On a completely different note: Do you have a
driving licence?"

"I haven't," I said. "It's my seventeenth birthday in a month's time,
but I can't really afford it."

"Birthday," Callum said. "Splendid!" He punched me lightly on my back.
"If you're going to deliver on your promise to take X to school and
pick her up, you seriously need some wheels."

"But I can't ..." I started.

"And we," Kelsey interrupted me, "are going to provide you with wheels
and driving licence. We'll make it a birthday present, but you
seriously need to start now, so you can get your licence before the end
of the summer holidays."

"Seriously?" I said.

"Oh yes," Callum said. "Seriously! And we're not going to charge you
rent or anything either."

"But ... you can't do that. It's ... well ... it's just too much. I
can't accept that."

"Of course you can," Kelsey said. "You're family now."

X moved closer and kissed me hard. "Welcome to the family," she
whispered.