Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2006 04:57:24 -0800 (PST)
From: Boy Trainer <mndad1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Family Plan Chapters 1 and 2

I have been toying with this premise and even started
writing it before I even came up with Web Cam Wet
Dreams.

I am still writing WCWD so don't worry about that, but
so I don't burn out and keep a fresh outlook I decided
it would be best to continue this story because I
think it still stands a chance. Tell me what you
think.

As with all fictional stories nothing about this story
is real. None of the charactors are real and should
never be confused with anyone living or dead.

Family Plan

By

Boy Trainer

Chapter 1

Double Trouble Times Two

I guess I was given heads up (So to speak) that my
first set of twin ( Greg and Gary) might be gay even
before they were born. I saw it in the sonogram and if
you're reading this on the internet then you probably
know what I'm talking about. Somehow that sonogram
found its way out there for anyone to see.

I probably don't even have to say it but it's the one
with the fetus's sucking on each other's little dicks
in a sixty-nine. Yep, I'm the proud mom of those
little bundles of joy.

Come to think of it, this may have been the youngest
erotic story on the net were I to dwell on it.
However, moving on.....

Sure there were some giggles from the doctor when she
hit record. She tried to act professional when she was
facing me, but hell I even giggled. A little.

She said it was just a natural instinct in all fetuses
and that she usually takes pictures of babies sucking
their thumbs, toes and even other twin`s noses. She
said they will suck on whatever touches their lips and
well they happen to be head to toe in my womb and not
to worry about it.

"It's important for a fetus to learn to suckle so he
or she knows how to suckle when they are born." She
added.

Still the fact that they were engaged in the adult act
even before they were born made my heart leap.

I have nothing against gays. In fact some of my best
friends are gay. One might even say that I'm a fag-hag
because I hang around so many of them. You know, a
friends introduces a friend to another friend and
there are parties and unexpected drop-ins. It's
unavoidable if you start hanging in any circle that
you would meet more people in that clique.

That aside I love kids and I want a large family. Even
as a new mother I was looking forward to having a lot
of grandkids at my table for Thanksgivings. The more
kids that my kids can have the better. Sure they can
adopt when they meet their Mr.'s rights, but it's not
the same as true blood is it? I do know I would love
the adopted as my own grandchildren, but I also know I
would want my grandchildren to have the family blood
more.

I mean what if one of the grandkids needed a kidney?
We would have to really search for someone related to
the kid to get a kidney. I know if one of my future
grandkids needed a heart I would offer mine even if I
was still using it. But I progress.

Anyway, perhaps I should be ashamed of myself for
letting my imagination get away with me, but I even
resorted to not only having them sleep in separate
cribs, but in separate rooms.

That is until a year later I soon found myself on the
same delivery table giving birth to my second set of
identical twins. Girls this time (Hope and Harmony).
Maybe naming them that was my way of dealing with the
boys. I don't know.

Anyway I of course had to move the boys together and
forget all that other stuff because we couldn't afford
to buy two more cribs and we sure couldn't afford a
five bedroom house.

I tried to forget all that and just raise a normal
family, but as time went on I started to see things
that were a little too... Shall we say backwards?

I wasn't paying too much attention to the girls
playing with cars. I thought nothing of that, but I
really got nervous when the boys would play with dolls
and I would catch them playing dress up with the girls
dresses.

There were other things as well, like Greg's favorite
color was pink and Gary liked to hang out with me in
the kitchen while I cooked.

I tried my best to correct them. I even went as far as
to put hope and Greg in one bedroom and Gary and
Harmony in the other, but all four would cry for hours
before finally going to sleep.

This brought another unexpected problem to my door and
that was Child Protection wondering why the kids were
crying so much at night. I got so rattled that I broke
down and told the lady what I had done and why.

She understood, but she said that according regulation
the boys were to sleep in one room and the girls in
the other. She also said that she would come back
sometime and make sure that I had complied.

I knew what that could mean so I switched them back
pronto. It was at that point that I gave up and let
the kids grow up however they would and be whomever
they are.

My husband and I had held off having any more kids
even though I wanted more. Besides after raising two
sets of twins I found myself too tired to argue..

I didn't need to worry much because when the boys
turned five my husband left me for one of my friends.
My GAY friends. As it turned out, I should have been
watching for signs of gayness from the wrong family
member. Oh well.

I had forgotten about the boys and all that and I was
actually doing pretty well in my job as a computer
technician, (That's how I found the sonogram by the
way.) and making pretty good money. When one day I
came home early to find a flash back of that wonderful
sonogram live in the boys room.

They didn't see me, but there they were on the lower
bunk locked in a very passionate sixty-nine.

I stood there for a moment in shock. I couldn't move
and I have to admit partly because the whole thing was
so damn hot! I mean two very identical and very blond,
blue eyed thirteen-year-old boys humming in ecstasy
from the pure pleasure each was giving the other.

The scene of lust mixed with love could never have
been seen in any porn video no matter how hard you
searched the internet or adult book stores.

I stood there watching them clutch and paw each
other's asses like animals till I saw the unmistakable
signs of two boys cumming. They each lurched and froze
while they flooded each other's mouths with their jets
of sperm. Not one drop spilled by the way.

I closed the door praying it wouldn't squeak and
tiptoed myself towards my room till it hit me that the
boys shouldn't have been alone in the house. The girls
had to be there. It was a rule that nobody was allowed
outside till I was home.

Already at their door I opened it slowly and to my
utter dismay my eyes were greeted with almost the
exact same sight. Hope and Harmony were locked in the
same sixty-nine embrace and it was as if they had
taken lessons from the boys.

They were licking at each other's snatches with the
same passion and lust as the boys. It's funny, but
rather than anger, the thing that I remember the most
at that moment was how adorable both sets of twins
looked doing what they were doing. At least someone in
the house was getting sex.

The boys had a little more pubic hair and their dicks
were larger than I'd remembered them being, but the
girls were maturing quite nicely. Their breasts were
starting to bulb out and they showed obvious signs of
hip widening and I already knew they were having
periods.

My legs actually started to hurt standing there. I had
counted off three obvious orgasms before I finally had
to go to my room and take care of myself.

I threw off my clothes faster than my ex ever did and
I got out Stanley my power tool. I put that sucker on
high and plunged it deep in my soaking wet pussy. God
that felt good!

Stanley helped, but it really didn't bring me off as
much as the memory of what I had just witnessed. I
don't know how many orgasms I had before I was finally
drained, but it had to be a record of some sort.

I took note that though I was on top of my blankets I
was soaking wet from head to toe. Still I laid there
reminiscing in what I had seen till the chill from the
moisture brought me out of my delectable trance. That
is until one word popped into my head out of nowhere.

"Grandchildren!" I actually said opening my eyes. "I'm
not going to have any grandchildren!"

I snapped up and not bothering to get dressed I
marched in a huff down the hall. I threw open the
girls bedroom door to find them starting to gather
their clothes that they had obviously tossed to the
side in a fit of ravishing lust.

"Don't bother getting dressed." I snarled. "I know
what's going on... Come with me."

With that I grabbed them both by the upper arm and
practically drug them under down the hall to the boy's
door under protests. What they were saying, I didn`t
know and for that matter even care.

When we got to the boys room I didn't even turn the
knob. Like some bad cop show I just kicked the door
and it flew open. I had forgotten their door never
really latched unless you lift the handle with some
force.

The boys were laying in bed wrapped in each other's
arms and didn't even try to hide what they knew to be
all too obvious to any onlookers. They didn't even try
to hide their naked bodies. They just looked up at me
as if to say "Hi mom. Why are you so late?"

Totally without thinking or possibly without caring
about the social taboos I practically threw the girls
into the room with the boys who still lying in bed
ebraced in each other's arms. "I know what's going on
and that's ok with me." I steamed. "But damn it I want
grandkids."

The look of shock in all of their eyes was
unmistakable. "What?" They all jolted.

"You heard me!" I barked. "Grandkids! I don't care how
you do it or who it's with, but start making me some
grandkids!"

Then I pulled up the boy's rocking chair and sat down
folding my arms over my naked breasts and gave them a
cold meaningful stare. "Well? Get busy."

You could have heard a microchip drop. The girls stood
there in their embarrassment, but the boys just stared
at each other not knowing what to do.

"Come on boys." I said calming down. "You may be fags,
but you do have dicks and I've seen for myself that
they do work."

"But mom, they're our sisters." They said still in
their love embrace.

"Girls get over there." I said.

There was no movement and I finally figured out that
this was going to take a while. All four were queers
and I had to figure something else out.

"All four of you get over here." I said as calmly as I
could.

They all inched their way towards me. Of course I knew
they were scared, but I figured it was the only way.

I reached out and with my finger tips on Greg's thigh
I urged him closer. "Come here baby."

I positioned him in front of me, but a little to my
right facing my left. I looked up at the girls and
picked out Harmony. "Come here Harmony."

She scooted forward and I faced her towards Greg. I
softly took her hand and guided it to Greg's soft
penis. She took the hint and hesitantly opened her
hand and gingerly allowed it to close around his dick.

"Now Greg give me your right hand." I cooed.

He still looked surprised, but slowly relented and I
placed his open palm on Harmony's almost hairless
mound."

I looked up at Hope and Gary and said. "You kids get
down on your knees real close so you can help."

They looked at each other in disbelief, but did as I
said. Gary was about to kneel on the other side of
Harmony, but I stopped him. "No Gary you scoot over by
Greg." He did as I said.

Then I said. "Give me your right hand." He did and I
maneuvered his hand over Harmony's. "Now," I said.
"Show her what to do." Right away he knew what I was
getting at, so he gently, but happily obliged by
softly guiding her hand up and down Greg's shaft as it
hardened. Then he used his other hand to cup his
brother's balls and massaged them.

I think being that close to the thing he loved so much
made whomever else was in the room and whatever they
were doing seem invisible. Gary leaned forward and
sticking his tongue out licked the head of Greg's
crowded dick.

When he was sure that Harmony got the picture he
licked all over Gary's cock and balls like he was
obviously so used to doing.

"Hope." I said. "Come here baby." Guiding her around
the back of Harmony. "Turn back to back Honey." With a
little confusion in her eyes she complied.

"Sit on the floor." I instructed and She did.

"Harmony spread your legs." She did. And with my left
hand I guided Hope backwards till she was under her
sister like a mechanic under a car. "Help your
brother." I said.

It seemed like the most natural thing in the world for
her to move in close and with both hands to help Greg
manipulate his fingers in and around her sister's
snatch. Then she, like her brother started to mouth
both her brother's fingers and her sister's pussy
bathing them in her spit.

That's when I felt comfortable enough to sit back and
watch the show. I shoved my middle finger in my own
hooch and started to masturbate like mad. "Kiss your
sisters." I ordered.

Greg leaned in and smacked lips quickly and backed
away just as fast.

"No Greg." I giggled cause it was so damn cute. "Kiss
her like you do Gary."

Tentatively he leaned forward and I guess imagining
his sister was his brother closed his eyes and
tenderly kissed her.

"Gary you too." I said almost hating to tear him away
from the object that his mouth was so occupied on.

Hope too was getting into what she was doing, but
pulled away from her brother's hand on her sisters
mound to kiss him. While they both still used their
hands on their siblings sex organs they drew in for a
mother of a lip lock.

"That's it babies. Let's see how much you can figure
out on your own now." I said like a sex starved
pervert. Hey at that moment that's what I was and I
completely accepted that.

Before long it was as if Gary and Hope were working
together partly out of curiosity and partly because it
was so damn hot, but while Gary was guiding Greg's
dick towards Harmony's pussy Hope was spreading her
sister and lover's pussy to accept it.

Meanwhile the standing siblings were really getting
into kissing each other. Open mouthed they sucked on
each other's tongues just like they would their true
lover's. Who by then were doing the same thing as they
moved the rod into the hole.

"Oh that's it!" I hissed. "Fuck, fuck like you've
never fucked before."

They all stopped what they were doing, looked at me
with big smiles and together said. "We never have."

"Get back to work." I snapped. "Wise asses."

They giggled, looked at each other and went back to
where they left off. I watched as Greg's now dark red
head disappeared in his sister's pussy which was being
stretched wide open by his other sister.

It was agonizingly slow to watch, but his four inch
dick slowly, but steadily slipped in. "Oh that's
beautiful." I whispered in lust.

There was no pulling back, there was no need. Both of
their sex organs were absolutely soaked in their other
sibling's saliva, but soon enough I heard Harmony
grunt and the forward movement stopped.

"Ok now Harmony. That's your hymen sweaty." I said.
"You're going to feel some pressure. Gary has to break
through with his dick. It's going to hurt a little,
but it won't last long."

"Ok mom." She broke away from her kiss just long
enough to say.

"Gary she's going to grunt, but don't stop pushing
forward. Don't worry about her. She'll be ok. It's
probably best to just shove in as hard as you can and
get it over with."

"Humph." Was the noise out of his nose as he continued
to kiss. His hips lurched forward, but Harmony's hips
pushed back and she yelped in pain.

I reached my left hand out and holding her ass as hard
as I could I said. "Try again."

This time I watched as his dick shoved its self all
the way home. "Eeek!" She squeaked out the sides of
her mouth as they continued to kiss.

"Ok now hold there a moment and let her get used to
your dick."

They froze for a moment, but it was Harmony who
started moving her hips sliding her pussy up and down
her brother's shaft.

It was at that moment when I noticed their other
siblings on the floor in the same position only I
guessed the deed was already done because Gary was on
top of Hope rutting his little sister like an animal.

Once again I sat back in the chair and shoved my
middle finger in my hole rubbing my clit like I was
scratching a bad itch. It was as if they were
professionals putting on a show just for me. I was in
heaven. "Oh yeah that's it!" I groaned. "Fuck your
sisters! Make them squeal. Show them what real fags
can do!"

The panting and the grunting filled the room till all
five of us burst forth in fulfilling orgasms. I watch
the two boy's perfectly shaped ass globes distort as
they clinched pushing their sperm deep inside their
sister's wombs.

I pictured in my mind the little tadpoles wriggling
their way around as they searched out eggs to break
through and another orgasm hit me. "Oh god! Oh god!" I
screamed and huffed. "Oh god, oh god oh god!"

When I calmed down I was exhausted. I don't know how
many orgasms I had, but I was wore out. With the boys
still imbedded in their sisters I got to my feet and
said. "Ok here's how it's going to be. You girls are
moving in here with the boys. You can move all your
things in here, but your clothes. Boys I want you to
bag up all your clothes and put them in the girl's
room. Tomorrow I'm going to buy a padlock and lock the
girl's room."

"What?' Was the unanimous response.

"You heard me." I spat. "You girls can go back to your
own rooms when you both test positively pregnant. Boys
you should probably take the top bunk down and slide
them together."

I didn't allow for debate. I just closed the door
behind me and as I lifted the handle to latch it I
wondered to myself where I was going to put the boy's
door when I removed it.

Since I can do my job at home I decided to pull the
kids out of school and home-school them. I knew I
couldn't afford questions as to how the girls got
pregnant.

As I walked away Greg opened the door and looked out.
I snapped my head around and gave him a cold stare
just waiting for him to complain. "But mom..." He
whined.

"What?" I jolted.

"What about dinner?"

I promptly walked up to him, pulled him to my bosoms
kissing the top of his blond hair. "Anything you want.
What's it going to be?"

"Pizza?"

"You got it." I smiled and kissed his head again.



Family Plan

Chapter 2

Everything But Anchovies

It only took me thirty years, but I finally found my
true self. I didn't know what the word was, probably a
mixture of a few things, but I finally knew who I was.

First off I loved the fact that I had finally felt
like I was in full charge. I had just controlled
everything that just happened. It was my will that
decided what was going to happen and how. I loved
that.

Second I knew I loved to watch my kids having sex. It
didn't matter if it was gay, straight or whatever. I
loved watching them ravish each other's bodies. Harold
and I were never that passionate.

Third I loved seeing them naked. seeing their young,
soft and supple bodies was extraordinary and though I
knew they would have to eventually I never wanted to
see them dressed again. I knew even underwear would be
over dressing.

Fourth I knew I liked being naked myself, but hell I
always knew that. I just never felt confidant enough
to be seen even by my own family, but that was about
to change.

Lastly I didn't know how I was going to do it, but I
knew I wanted the kids to breed like rabbits. I knew I
wanted the girls continually pregnant by their
brothers and only their brothers for the rest of their
child baring years.

It didn't matter which brother impregnated them, but
they were going to get pregnant again as soon as their
bodies would let them. I was only disappointed in
myself over the fact that I had already let two of the
girl's menstrual cycles go by unfertilized and no I
felt no guilt at all.

I just wished I could find other families like the one
I had decided to raise. Though I doubted that would
ever happen. I knew society would lock me up and throw
away the key if anyone ever found out. Still that
would be cool as hell.

I would have to do a lot of hard work to not only make
my fantasies come true, but to protect myself and the
kids for that matter. First however I had to reward my
kids for a job well done.

I picked up the phone book and searched for a good
pizza place that delivered.

I had tried all the large chains, but I wanted
something special. I wanted something new. I wanted
what my kids deserve, I wanted the best that money
could buy.

First I searched the big ads finding only the ones I
had already tried. Then the small block ads, but they
just didn't sound good enough. Then I let my eyes scan
the list of names with the numbers.

That had to be the answer, just a small mom and pop
place. The smaller places have to compete with the
larger ones so they had to hold high standards for
themselves to even stay in business. I mean if they
can't even afford a decent ad in the phone book, they
had to be desperate.

With my finger sliding down the list I found an
interesting name right at the tip of my nail. The
Rogetty's Not Rogetty's Pizza, but The Rogetty's. That
had to be an Italian family owned business judging by
the name alone.

They probably barely survive trying to keep their
place open. Plus they probably practically live on
their own food, so it had to be good. I even bet they
live right above their restaurant. How mom and pop can
you get?

I dialed the number and as I thought they picked up
right away. "The Rogetty's how can I help you?"

"Yes do you deliver?" I asked.

"Absolutely." The man promptly and proudly responded
in his beautiful Italian accent.

"Do you have deep dish pizza?"

"Oh yes ma'am. The crust she's as deep as your mouth
will open."

God I wanted to shove the phone right up my pussy. How
could I be so dumb as to not have tried this sooner?
"Good then give me a large deep dish with everything
except anchovies."

"It sounds like you have a special occasion? A party
perhaps?" The man questioned.

"You couldn't be more right." I giggled.

"Then perhaps I recommend something dear lady."

God with that accent I could have recommended
something, but I was more hungry than horney. Besides
I was wore out as it was.

"What's that?" I asked.

"We have a delicious Italian loaf and a mouth watering
watermelon spumoni for dissert."

"Oh god yes," I hummed in anticipation. "Enough for
five please."

"Very good." The man beamed. "Your address please."

I fed him my address and phone number then I hung up
the phone and headed to my room to get myself together
and put something on.

Then it hit me, wait what am I doing. It might even be
him who delivers the pizza. I couldn't answer the door
naked... Nah, could I?

What if it's his wife? What if it's just someone who
works for him? Better still what if it's some high
school kid trying to keep gas in his beat up old car?

Then I heard a large thump coming from the boy's room.
I stepped quickly and swung the door open and to my
surprise I found three beautiful bare asses sticking
up at me as they tried to shove the top bunk against
the bottom bunk. Or at least that's what it looked
like they were doing.

Hope turned around and said. "Mom we've tried to put
the two beds together like you said, but there's a gap
between the mattresses."

It was then that Gary popped his head up from between
the beds and asked perplexed. "How do we fix it so
someone don't fall through?"

I smiled trying not to laugh. "Oh babies I'll buy you
a king sized bed, but for tonight two on a bed and I
don't care who you sleep with." I knew it would be
boy/boy girl/girl, but I didn't care. The girls
already had a load of sperm in them anyway.

I didn't see any cum dripping with their cherry blood
down the girls legs, but I figured they had already
cleaned that up with something. Plus I got really
turned on when I didn't see any cloth they could have
used to mop it up with. I figured someone had to have
done some licking. My imagination went wild trying to
figure out who did what. God I love these kids!

"Never mind that for now." I said. Come in here and
help me get the dining room ready for dinner." Then I
said. "Greg find a movie to watch while we wait."

While Greg went to search the cable listings the other
three went to set the table. The fact that they were
all completely naked seemed to mean nothing to them at
all. They all just went about the tasks that I had
given them just as if they were all fully dressed.

This brought me back to the very first time I had sex
with Harold. We were both too young to get a room
legally, but his parents owned a rag motel, but it was
good enough for what we needed it for.

At first the thought of him seeing me naked weighed
heavy on my mind and though he never mentioned it I`m
sure the same held true for him. Hell I was scared out
of my mind, but after the three or four times we made
love that night being naked around each other meant
nothing at all. Shit I should have raised all my kids
naked from the beginning.

We were just about to sit down and watch TV when the
lights from a car filled the room from the living room
window.

I got up and peeked through the drapes enough to see
out, but not enough for anyone to see in. What I saw
getting out of the car brought an evil grin to my
face.

I turned and saw the kids about to run into the boy's
room, but I said. "Wait!" They all halted in their
steps. "Turn around and sit back down!"

"But mom..." Hope was about to protest.

"Don't even go there." I barked. "Sit!"

Reluctantly they all did as I said and sat their
little bare butts back on the couch where they were.

I was about to go and get my money, but decided to
have some fun. The door bell rang and completely naked
I walked to the door and taking a deep breath for
courage I opened it.

There standing at my stoop was a very young and very
cute, wide eyed teenaged boy. He barely looked old
enough to deliver papers, much less even drive a car.

I must have sounded like a dumb cheerleader, but I
batted my long eyelashes and said. "Oh my it's the
pizza boy. Oh let me get my money. Please come in."

With utter shock and in the total horror of my own
kids he stepped inside. His dark curly hair displayed
clearly his Italian heritage and his deep brown eyes
betrayed his inner most desires that any boy his age
would have.

He wore a white tee-shirt and absolutely skin tight
red silk bicycle shorts that went down to his knees.
It was obvious that he wore no underwear because his
circumcised penis showed right through. Especially
with it struggling to rise the way it was.

My eyes drifted down briefly enough to notice that he
wore ankle high socks under his untied sneakers and
then my eyes darted back up to his shorts.

"Oh I'm so sorry for not being ready for you, but we
were just so caught up in what we were doing I
completely lost track of time."

"Oh it's ok ma'am." He said looking at the kids who
knew enough not to double over to hide their nudity.
"We... I mean my family is nudist too."

"Oh you are?" I sang out actually surprised. "Well we
just started."

"Oh really?" He perked. "How long?"

"Huh? How long what?" I asked still looking at his
cock struggling against his shorts, but winning.

"How long have you been nudists?"

"Oh..." I grinned. "Just today."

That really brought a surprised look on his face. I
guess it was rather soon to be answering the door
without covering up if you've only been going nude for
in our case like four hours.

Then I turned to see what the target was that his eyes
were focused on and immediately thought and might have
even said out loud, but I don't remember. "What, has
the whole world turned gay?"

He blushed, but he never took his eyes off of my twin
sons who had some nice erections of their own sticking
up from between their legs.

I clicked my tongue in disgust, but I wasn't going to
let this opportunity slip by. "Let me get your money."
I said. I turned to go to my room, but continued
talking. "I really wish we could take some time to
talk. I would love to hear about your family. Uhm?"

"Tony."

"Tony." Now, my money was sitting on the closest
corner of my dressed which was right next to my door,
but I walked fully into my room to stall for time.

"Well," He said. "There are fourteen of us kids and I
have twelve nephews and nieces.

I poked my head back out the door in total disbelief
over what I thought I had just heard. "What?"

"Yeah." He giggled. "We have a big family. We are
Italian after all."

I grabbed the money off of my dresser and went back in
the living room where he was still head fixed on the
boys.

It was then I think I asked the right question because
his head snapped and he started to pick his words very
carefully. "If that was your dad who took my order
over the phone, your brothers and sisters must have
started to have kids really young because your dad
didn't sound very old at all. Do you have any kids?"

His eyes widened and his olive colored cheeks turned
red. He shrugged and said. "I don't know."

Smart kid, I thought. He answered without answering. I
took the pizza box which was impressively hot
underneath and still holding onto the money I set the
box on the dining room table.

When I turned around I said just as carefully while
looking at my four. "I hope my kids start having kids
of their own as soon as possible. I want tons of
grandkids." Then I watched all four of their mouths
drop.

"Could I use your phone?" The young looking teen asked
abruptly.

"Certainly." I smiled and only a very small part of me
worried what he might say to whomever he was calling.
"Would you like some privacy?"

"Yes please." He answered sheepishly.

I really took a chance here, but I said. "You can take
the phone in the KIDS room and pointed to the boy's
bed room which was right off of the living room.

The kids looked wide eyed at me. They knew the state
the room was in. Two twin beds, once a bunk bed slid
together, empty dresser drawers open and clean clothes
folded and piled on the floor. They must have thought
I had lost my mind.

Hell they probably thought that as soon as I came
crashing into their room demanding that they all fuck.
If they didn't then they've lost their minds as well.
With any luck.

Soon enough he came back out of the room and handed me
the phone. He placed it in my open hand that held his
money, but he didn't take it.

I just grasped the phone crinkling the money and he
said. "I just talked to my dad and told him you were a
new nudist family. He said that I could take the rest
of the evening off so we can talk."

"Oh that would be wonderful." I gleamed. "Would you
like to eat with us."

The look on his face told more than words. It was
obvious that he has had his fill of pizza no matter
how good it was.

Understanding I said. "Harmony get our guest a nice
big slice of apple pie." Then I watched a smile form
on his pretty almost feminine looking face. "Gary set
another place at the table."

"Um Tony?" Harmony asked.

"Yeah?"

"What would you like to drink?"

"Got milk?"

"Sure do." She boasted and everyone went to the table.
Gary pulled up a chair and oddly enough set it between
Greg and himself.

Tony stood there for a moment after the pie was placed
on the table he stammered. "Um would it be ok if I got
nude? I feel over dressed."

"By all means." I smiled and it was amazing they way
he kicked out of his shoes, peeled off his shirt and
yanked down his shorts all in what seemed like one
motion even before I said "Means."

In a split second there he stood with the exception of
his socks absolutely naked and when I say naked I mean
from his eyebrows down he was all skin. He didn't even
have a hint of pubic hair.

"You shave your pubes?" Both boys asked.

"Um. No. I'm um not allowed to grow hair." He managed.

"You mean your dad makes you shave?" I asked.

"No he waxes me."

I heard an audible gasp when he said that. "Why?" Hope
asked.

"Because I'm um..."

"Gay?" I guessed.

He just nodded. "He says any boy of his who won't be a
man and give him grandkids will stay a child." Then he
hunched (oh well) "I like it like this anyway."

However what really got my attention was his
impressive bald erection which even passed his belly
button as it stood throbbing straight up almost
touching his belly. It must have been a good eight
inches long.

Just before he sat down though he jolted, "Oh shit,
the spumoni!" and just the way he was he ran out the
door even with his dick so hard it didn't even bounce.

Now, we don't exactly live out in the sticks. We have
neighbors all around us, so the fact that I answered
the door naked was miniscule to what Tony had just
done.

We all just sat there mouths agape waiting for what
seemed like forever for our guest to return. When he
finally did return he was holding a plastic bag,
smiling from ear to ear and his face was beet red. He
looked down at his feet and blushed. "I stepped in a
puddle and got my socks all wet."

We all burst out laughing and somehow I managed to say
with belly hurting. "So take them off."

"I um can't." He said standing there in his
embarrassment.

"What do you mean you can't?" Greg asked. "Just reach
down and take them off."

"It's not that I can't take them off. It's that I
can't take them off. You see I have a problem."

"What you have athlete's feet?" Greg asked.

"No I have a..." He paused, took a deep breath and
huffed. "Foot fetish."

"Wha..." All of the kids started to ask.

However I knew exactly what he meant and hushed them.
"Quiet!" I ordered. "It's ok Tony whatever happens to
you when you're barefoot don't matter, just let it
happen. I'm sure one or two of us have bare feet that
you've been fighting the urge to ravage."

He nodded in agreement and gathering his courage he
slowly bent down. Sliding his hands softly down his
legs he didn't just take off his socks. He sat right
there on the floor and lovingly undressed his feet
just as if they belonged to someone else and he was
about to have sex.

When his socks were off he set them aside and
continuing to caress his feet he brought them up to
his face and started to lick them dry.

"Hope." I said as he started to do this. "Go get the
spumoni and put it in the freezer."

Totally stunned over what we were all witnessing she
didn't move. "Hope!" I yelled and that's when she got
up and cautiously crept towards the entranced teen as
he sucked on toe after toe.

Then I really took a chance and said. "Greg, Gary...
Help him."

They didn't speak, but turned to confirm what they
thought I had just said.

I didn't repeat myself either I just gave them a
demanding look and nudged my head in his direction.

Hope passed the twins on her return never taking her
eyes off the spectacle taking place on the floor.

Like approaching a strange dog the boys inched forward
now on their hands and knees. Greg reached his hand
out slowly and took hold of his free foot. He almost
fought to pull outright, but managed. Then both boys
eagerly started sucking the wetness from Tony's left
foot.

I don't think Tony even realized his other foot was
being taken care of, but when he finally did his cum
started shooting all over himself. "Arrrg!"

When his blasting subsided I said. "Gary, clean that
up."

Gary looked up, smiled at me and lurched forward
laying Tony out on the floor as he started to lick up
every drop of the teens cum he could find while his
brother continued to tend to his foot.

"Mom what`s a foot fetish?" Harmony asked when Hope
returned to the table and we girls started eating.

"I imagined that to Tony having an object of his
affection actually touching his feet was equal to
someone any boy is attracted to touching his dick for
the first time." I said. "His dick probably gets
touched all the time and it's no big deal, but his
feet?"

"I still don't understand."

"My own brother had a foot fetish real bad so I know
some of the problems that come along with it." I
offered. "For example my brother couldn't swim." To
confirm that it was the same with Tony I asked. "Tony
can you swim?"

"No." Was his week reply as he was preoccupied with
something else.

"But why can't he swim?" She asked.

"Because whenever he sees bare feet and judging from
what I've seen so far, especially boy's bare feet he
gets sexually excited and gets..."

"A boner?" Hope asked while taking a bite of the very
delicious pizza."

"That's right hon." I replied. "He don't care as much
about dicks and pussy's. He sees them all the time,
what with his family being naked all the time, but
what turns him on is feet."

"But don't nudists go barefoot?" Hope asked.

"Well, most probably do, but heat rises and maybe his
family has a hardwood floor. Feet can get cold."

"Ohhhh..." Clarity.

"Hope get the boy some clean socks from your brother's
room so everyone can eat."

"Yes ma'am." She said putting her pizza on her plate.
She ran off to the boy's room and shortly came back
with another pair of ankle socks. She gave them to
Greg who disappointedly unfurled them and one by one
placed them on Tony's feet.

Soon Tony calmed down and rose to his feet. He then
sheepishly came to the table and sat down. Not saying
a word he started to eat when the boys joined him on
either sides of him.

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