Date: Wed, 21 Oct 2009 04:08:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: H. Rick Cantwell <jockhunger@yahoo.com>
Subject: Halloween 16 Chapter four

      Halloween 16
      Chapter four
      jockhunger@yahoo.com

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      ***

      "I WOULD say this is a Kodak moment," Tiffany said, "but I think it
might be inappropriate under the circumstances."
      Out of desperation, if nothing else, we all laughed.
      Her comment lightened the mood just enough that Caitlin was able to
pull away and ask, "Do you really understand?"
      "Yeah, I really do." I said with heartfelt sincerity.
      "I love you."
      "We'll have to talk about that.  I think you have respect and
admiration confused with love ... and love confused with sex."
      "Huh?" she asked quizzically.  Then back in character, for her, she
said, "I don't admire and respect you!  Whatever gave you that idea?  I
love you.  And if that involves sex then ... all the better."
      I smiled.  Ryan smiled.
      Caleb held up his glass of cola and said, "I'll drink to that."
      "So does this mean we can ... you know ... do it again," Caitlin
asked hopefully.  "I mean, like on a real bed and everything?"
       "Hell, no!" I yelled.
      "I think what Connor meant to say," Ryan said calmly, "is there needs
to be a lot of other questions and answers addressed before that option can
be considered."
      "Like what?" Caitlin asked.
      "Like what?" Caleb asked, seeming to have his own interests in mind.
      "Like the issue of incest!" I said, taking a healthy swig of my
whiskey and Coke.
      "As well as the physical, psychological and social issues involved,"
Ryan said.
      "Yeah, what he said," I agreed, even though I had no idea what he was
talking about.  Then, in a whisper everyone could hear I leaned over to
Ryan and said, "Uh, you're gonna let me know what those are, right?"
      "I'm in this deep, I might as well swim with the big boys."  With
that, he cupped my crotch.  I wasn't expecting it ... from him ... so I
didn't back away.  He got a good handful and squeezed it appreciatively.
      Wide-eyed, more from realizing what time it was than from the grope,
I said, "It's getting late.  We better get back home."
      "I hope everything works out okay for you," Ryan said.
      "Uh, I was wondering," I said.
      "Yeah?" Ryan asked.
      "Would you like to come home with us?  It looks like you're gonna
become a good friend ... to all of us ... and I'd like you to meet our
folks."
      "You mean tonight?  Now?"
      "I was thinking tonight but some other night is okay, too."
      Tiffany said, "Brenda is taking the kids to Pizza Playland tonight.
I'm sure you won't be missed."
      "Just long enough to meet your folks and then I'll have to go," Ryan
said, politely.  "Jump in the car and you can direct me to your house."
      Caitlin called `shotgun' and took the front seat, thereby giving her
the authority to direct Ryan to our house.
      We were almost in the front door when Caleb shouted, "Oh, fuck.  We
forgot Collin.  I'll go get him."
      Before he had a chance to even turn around we heard Collin yell in a
peeved tone ... to no one in particular, "Hey, where're the pictures that
were on here yesterday?"
      "Well, I guess THAT explains the mystery we spent the last hour
trying to solve," Ryan said.
      "That's okay.  We discovered the answer to another piece of the
puzzle that we didn't even know WAS a part of the puzzle," I said, wrapping
my arm around Caitlin, protectively.
      "Explains what?" Caleb asked.
      "Ask Collin," Ryan said.
      "On no ... you don't mean Teeny Tina is ... Collin?" Caleb
shout-whispered.
      Once again, slow-witted and wide-eyed, I looked at Ryan.  "Do you
REALLY think that?"
      "Ask him!"
      We rushed into the house, each of us trying to get to him first.
      "What pictures," Caleb tactfully asked.
      "The pictures of Connor."
      "What pictures of Connor," Caitlin asked.
      "The Halloween ones that showed off his junk.  They were here
yesterday."
      "How did you know about them?" Ryan asked.
      Collin looked at Ryan quizzically, with that `who the fuck are you
and where the hell do you get off asking me questions?' look.
      "It's okay.  He's our friend." I said.
      "He's Denny's dad," Caleb offered at the same time.
      With total innocence in his voice Collin said, "Well, after I
downloaded MY picture, I saw the other three in the `recent download'
folder."
      "Your picture?" I asked.  "Who took a picture of you?"
      "Not a picture of ME.  The picture I took of you."  Then he realized
what he had said because he got that terrified look on his face.
      I knelt down so I wasn't towering over him and thereby so
intimidating and said, "You took a picture of me?"
      "Yeah, but now it's gone.  I wanted to print all four of them
yesterday but Mom and Dad were home and I knew it would take too long so I
decided to wait until today and now they're gone."
      I couldn't believe he said all that without taking a breath.
      "Where were you when you took the picture?" I asked.
      "In Brittany's bathroom.  Did you forget?"
      "No, I didn't forget.  But I thought it was Heather taking my
picture."
      Collin looked at me oddly.  Then he looked at Ryan, Caleb and Caitlin
... in that order.  "I don't look like Heather.  I mean, I'm not big like
her."
      "We're not having this discussion again," I said, weary of being told
I was so unobservant.
      Pulling the photos he had printed out of his back pocket, again and
handing them to his little brother, Caleb said, "That's okay, I have them."
      "These are all folded up and wrinkled.  I want my own."
      "Too late now," I said.
      "Nuh uh," Collin said, reaching into his book bag.  He swiftly
inserted a memory stick and within seconds there was my cock ... four times
over ... being displayed on the monitor.  "First rule of computers
... backup your work," Collin said proudly.
      The boy knew his way around a computer better than Caleb and me put
together and had the photos printing before I knew what happened.
      While my photos were printing he turned to Ryan and said, "Can Denny
and I be friends?"
      A little astonished, Ryan said, "Uh, sure."
      "I see some of the guys at school making fun of him sometimes and I
think ... if he had more friends maybe they wouldn't pick on him.  You know
... maybe realize that he's an okay guy."
      "Absolutely!" Ryan said.  "I definitely want you to be a friend to my
son.  You're just the kind of friend he needs."
      "Good."
      "Me, too?" Caleb asked hopefully.
      "Sure, if you want."
      "Sure I do.  He cool ... for being queer and all."  Then Caleb smiled
impishly and we all laughed.
      "Print me another copy of those," Caleb said, as he headed toward the
kitchen.
      "I want copies, too, Caitlin said."
      "Connor?" Ryan asked.
      `What IS it with starting sentences with my name.'  "Yeah?" I said
resolved to hearing something bad, again.
      "Uh, could I have a copy, too?"
      I was surprised by the request as much as I was flattered
... flattered that it was an adult that wanted it.  "Sure.  Why not?  After
all, you've seen the real thing," I said, remembering how he, his son, his
wife and his sister-in-law had all watched me jack-off.  And then I wasn't
quite as flattered as I was at first when I realized he was probably asking
for the photos so he could give them to Denny.
      Caleb returned with drinks for all of us.  Ryan's and mine were weak
whiskey and Pepsi ... Caleb knows I prefer Pepsi.  After Collin deleted the
files and emptied the "wastebasket," we all sat down and chatted for the
next half hour ... about Ryan and his family for a change ... until Mom and
Dad got home.
      Shortly after the introductions, Ryan said he had to leave.
      Mom insisted he stay for dinner.  She said she was ordering Pizza.
      Ryan suggested we all join his wife and kids at Pizza Playland,
instead, so we all agreed.
      By their actions, I could tell Mom and Dad liked Ryan and his wife.
They didn't seem the least bit surprised by their obvious age difference or
at Denny's obvious feminine actions.  And they even let me sip there beers
a little when the waitstaff wasn't looking.  Realizing we could get in
trouble, I quickly finished my Pepsi and slid Dad's cup of beer inside my
Pepsi cup.  It didn't work.  Beer cups are bigger around than soda cups
... just for that reason, I guess.
      After that night, life returned to normal ... well, kind of normal.
Caitlin was pestering me every day about when we could do it again.  Caleb
was asking me why I had so many hang ups about sex.  Also, it was during
that same week that we both broke our mutual "no jacking off in front of
each other" promise.  Dicks being what they are, they kind of make their
own rules.  So, every once in a while ... when the urge was just too
strong, we would each roll over on our sides, each in our own beds, backs
to each other, and jack off ... usually with the sheet over us.  That's
about all the privacy two horny young guys needed, anyway.
      Collin did not display any more interest in cocksucking ... at least
not with me! ,,, and I didn't mention it again because I didn't want to
remind him about something he had already forgotten about.  I figured it
was just a one-time thing like Ryan had said.
      Heather and I were no longer dating ... surprise, surprise ... the
geek loses the girl to the jock.  Halloween night, I was so engaged with
having sex with people that I thought was Heather that I wasn't aware that
Heather was putting the moves on her best friend's boyfriend ... or should
I say ex-best friend?  `I wonder if he's got blue-balls yet.'
      We were all having dinner a week before Thanksgiving, as I recall,
and Caitlin said, "Mom, I think the boys' inner sanctum upstairs isn't such
a good idea."
      All three of us boys bristled.
      "I mean, they're up there all the time doing guy things but I think
they're all old enough now that they need to hear a woman's perspective on
things once in a while."
      I had no idea where this was going so I motioned for the boys to keep
quiet.
      "They're up there playing their little war games or whatever without
understanding that whatever guys do in THEIR little world has a direct
impact on the women in THIS world, too."
      I looked over at Dad and even he was paying attention.  Of course, he
always paid more attention to her than to us guys.  I think it's because
dads are overly protective of their daughters.
      "So what are you suggesting?" Mom asked.
      "Well, I know I said I'd never set foot in the nerds' room but I
think it would be okay now.  Like I say, they're a little more mature
... and now that Heather's not around, Connor's not so much of a goofball."
      "I think that's a very good idea," Dad said.  "You kids need to mend
your differences and learn to get along better.  It's not healthy to live
all boys or all girls.  We each have to learn from the other."
      So it was settled ... without even asking us boys ... Caitlin was
going to start invading our privacy.  And I think I knew why.
      The next day I happened to walk in when Caleb was changing clothes
after school.  He still had his tight whites on.  I passed on by and turned
to sit on my bed like I always do, facing him.  He removed his underpants,
sniffed them, scratched his balls and said matter-of-factly, "I think I'm
gonna start going commando."
      "What?" I asked, averting my eyes.
      "That means not wearing underwear."
      "I know what it means.  I go ...  What do you mean you think you'll
start going commando?"
      "I'm not growing very fast ... down here," he said, grabbing his junk
and just about shoving it in my face.
      "It looks okay to me," I said, looking away, "... for a
twelve-year-old."  Thinking back, it looked to be about the same size as
Denny's.
      "Really?  The guys at school said if I go commando, it will give my
cock and balls room to grow.  These underpants are too tight and there's no
room for my junk to develop."
      I said, "Sounds to me like your friends are setting you up."
      "Whaddya mean?"
      "They get you to go commando, then some day when you're not expecting
it, they pants you in the school cafeteria."
      I thought Caleb was going to have a heart attack thinking about that
possibility ... naked from the waist down in front of all his classmates,
boys AND girls.
      "If you wanna go commando, wear boxers, or boxer briefs instead
... just for insurance."
      "You got any?"
      "Any what?"
      "Boxers or boxer briefs?"
      Rolling my eyes, I said, "Check the bottom drawer.  That's where I
keep all the things I've outgrown."
      I shouldn't have said that.  The next thing I knew Caleb asked,
"What's this?"
      I turned to look and saw a still-naked-Caleb holding up a condom box.
      After I insisted he put on some underpants ... which turned out to be
an old pair of MY boxer-briefs ... we had another brother-to-brother talk.
      As it concluded, he asked, "So did you outgrow this?"
      I chuckled.  "No, but if you want it you can have it.  I can get
more."  `After all,' I thought, `it's not like I need one.  I don't have a
girlfriend anymore.'
      The first and only time I used a condom ... until Halloween night
... was to figure out how to use it.  I jacked off in it and threw it in
the river on my way to school.  There was no way I was going to leave
evidence like that in the little boys' room at school.  Oh, and once I
found out about DNA testing, I quit disposing of my cum-fill Kleenex lunch
bag there, too.  Thank you CSI – Rape Division.
      The next day, after school, Caleb and I were in the room when Caitlin
walked in ... unannounced.
      "Smells in here."
      "Yeah," Caleb said, "it smells like pussy."
      `I wonder where he learned that term.'
      "The only pussy you've ever known was on the cartoon channel,"
Caitlin said.
      "If this is gonna work," I refereed, "we're gonna have to get along.
I think I know why you wanna come up here."
      "Don't sprain your brain.  I can tell you in one word.  Fuck,"
Caitlin said venomously.
      "Yeah, I know, but acting like this isn't gonna make it any easier.
In fact ..."
      "Okay, I'll cut the crap act.  You both know it's only an act for Mom
and Dad, anyway."
      "Yeah, if they knew how you two really felt about me they'd ..."
      "Yeah, spare us the gory details," Caleb said.
      "So whadda I have to do to convince you to fuck me again?" Caitlin
asked.
      "For starters, you might refer to it as ... `make love to me' or ..."
      "Maybe I can help," Caleb said.
      "Whaddya mean?" I asked, thinking `The boy usually knows what he's
talking about.'
      "How about I get you started then we can maybe let Caitlin jump in
once you're ... you know, all hot and all."
      "Get me started?" I asked.
      "Well, I guess ... I could ... uh ... maybe offer to ... uh ... blow
ya."
      "Caleb, I don't even like it when we jack-off together.  I sure as
hell don't think a blowjob is the answer."
      "You guys jack-off together?  Cool!" Caitlin said excitedly.
      "NO!" I shouted.  "He jacks off and I jack off and sometimes it just
happens we are jacking off at the same time.  But we don't do it together."
      "Whatever.  Let's start there.  I've never seen a guy jack-off
before."
      "Catlin, like I said ..." I began.
      "What can it hurt?" Caleb asked.  "We start by jackin' off.  If that
doesn't work, we try something else."
      I gave it a moment's thought and figured what the hell `It's gotta be
less awkward than getting a blowjob from your brother in broad daylight
with your sister watching.'  And I can't describe how embarrassing it was
to strip off my shorts in front of my little sister ... but I did.  Caleb
was naked an instant later.  He was already hard.  This time, I looked.
After all, I had eventually looked at Denny's and I have to admit, Caleb's
was a little bigger.
      I laid down on my bed with my legs hanging off the edge.  Caleb laid
down in his bed ... our knees almost touching.  His cock stood rampant,
aimed at the ceiling.  Mine laid limply over my balls with the piss slit
almost kissing the mattress.  Being in the lying down position kind of
helped because it was a position I was used to.  But with my sister looking
at me, I couldn't get hard.
      "I've got an idea," Caitlin said.  "Caleb, get up."
      Like a good brother he stood up.  When he saw what she had in mind,
he helped her push his bed next to mine.  I had to lift my legs at the last
moment or she would have cut them off at the knees.
      "Jeeze sis, warn a guy the next time."
      "Oh, I thought that my line.  Warn me before you cum in my mouth."
And she giggled.
      She was really cute when she giggled.  Hell, she was really cute any
time.  That thought helped inflate my cock a little.  Then, I lowered my
legs quickly, when I realized my ass was on display to the both of them as
well.
      Caleb bounced onto the bed with his head next to mine with our feet
stretched out across HIS bed.  I still couldn't get completely hard.  I
think just THAT fact helped keep it flaccid.  I stroked it kind of
half-heartedly because the whole scene was so discomforting.  When I'd let
go of it, it flopped lifelessly against my thigh like a giant snail sunning
itself on a tree trunk.
      "I'll tell you what," Caitlin said.  "You jack Caleb and let Caleb
jack you."
      "That's so queer, sis."
      "Like fucking your little brother isn't?"
      "I didn't know it was him ... I thought it was a girl."
      "It can't hurt.  If it doesn't ..."
      "Yeah, yeah, I know.  We can always stop and do something else."  I
thought about the time I let Denny hold my cock and I began to stiffen.
"Ok," I said, releasing my almost limp cock from my grip.
      As soon as Caleb touched it ... just like those nights at 3 AM ... I
began to stiffen.
      "Looks like it's working." Caitlin said.
      And then I went soft again.
      "What happened?" Caleb asked.
      "I'm not sure.  It's just so weird to have my little sister watch my
little brother jack me off."
      Lying down on the bed alongside me, she said, "Pretend I'm not here."
      I pretended she wasn't there.  It helped a little but I was still
mostly flaccid.
      Then Caleb went down on me and I boned up in an instant before I had
a chance to realize what was happening.
      "What the fuck!"
      "Shhh," Caitlin said, "it worked, didn't it?  Lay back and enjoy."
      I enjoyed.
      "We love you Connor," Caitlin said.  "And this is one of the ways we
can show that."
      "I know," I said, resolved to the fact that this really wasn't as
wrong as everyone thinks.
      Caleb's mouth on my cock was so stimulating.  It was making nerve
endings in my body tingle where I never knew I HAD nerve endings.
      Then Caitlin kissed me.  It was soft and sincere and so full of love.
I thought, `I don't care what she says.  She admires me and respects me or
she would have kissed me lustfully and passionately.  But she loves me so
she kissed me the way every man should be kissed.'
      My cock got cold as Caleb lifted off and Caitlin straddled my thighs.
I closed my eyes, not sure if I could actually witness my cock entering my
14-year-old sister's pussy or not.
      As her cunt slid easily down my upright cock, there was another
shock.
      "Can I play?" Collin asked as he bounded into the room.
      I froze.
      Caitlin said, "He was part of all this, too.  He can play if he
wants."  She squeezed her pussy muscles around my cock to keep it from
deflating from fear.
      "Come here, little fella," Caleb said, "You can play with me."
      Collin stepped out of his shorts and underpants in the same stride
and tossed his T-shirt on the floor as he jumped on the bed.  He landed
belly-to-belly on Caleb, forcing the air out of his brother's lung.  "Can I
blowya?'
      "Sure!  Can I blow you?"
      "I don't got much to blow, but sure!"
      As Caitlin raised and lowered herself on my pole I watched Caleb and
Collin twist into a 69 position ... just inches away from me.  There was no
hesitation or awkwardness to the motion, just efficiency.
      "That's really beautiful," Caitlin said.  "I mean, sure, it's sexy,
too, but to me it's poetry in motion, it's an artist creating a canvas,
it's a composer penning a concerto."
      I had never heard this side of my sister before.  I thought, `She's
right.  What this room needs is a feminine influence.  What she said was
really insightful.'
      All the while she rode my cock I didn't even have to think about it
being somebody else.  My cock stiffened as I thought, `I'm fucking my
sister.  My brother just gave me a blowjob.  My brothers are engaged in a
69 on MY bed.  And I don't feel any guilt.  Only love.  Ryan's right.  When
it gets to this point, it isn't sex any longer; it's simply a demonstration
of our love for each other.'
      I laid my hand on Collin's ass and felt it rise and fall as he fucked
Caleb's mouth.  It felt so smooth.  He hadn't begun to develop mature ass
muscles yet so it was `baby' soft.  I looked at my sister riding my cock
like she was on a thoroughbred stallion and realized she was naked.  `When
did she get naked?' I asked myself.  `Damn, I've GOTTA start payin' more
attention!'  As I watched eight inches of cock repeatedly pumping in and
out of her, I wondered how much deeper I could go if I continued to grow
... not that I wasn't happy with what I already had, but if it happened!
      Reaching up with my other hand, I cupped her young breasts gently.  I
moved the palm of my hand lightly over her budding nipples and she
shivered.  She reached up and pressed my hand against her firmly.  Not
roughly.  I knew she wanted to feel me feeling her but she didn't want me
to tickle her or to maul her.  I rubbed her tit with one hand and Collin's
little ass cheek with the other.  They were about the same size ... except
one had a nipple.
      As my cum began to rise I asked again, "Are you on the pill?"
      "Yeah, but if you're ready to cum I better get off.  The pill isn't
100 percent bulletproof."
      I was kind of disappointed but I understood.
       "I wanna watch!" Collin shouted.
      As she dismounted, Caitlin said, "The next time we can use a condom
and you won't have to pull out."
      Collin went down on my cock just as the first volley erupted.  He was
smart enough not to try to deep throat me knowing ... from Halloween night
... he would gag.  He stayed on my cock until I had emptied my nuts down
his throat.
      "So much for watching," Caleb said, a disappointedly.  I'm not sure,
but I think he wanted to see me cum ... or, for some reason, maybe to taste
my cum, too.
      "Did YOU cum?" Caitlin asked Caleb.
      He shook his head, `no.'
      "Come here little man.  I'll help you."
      His eyes got huge as he stood, balancing precariously on the bed,
while his big sister swallowed his four inches of meat.
      He shuddered and quivered as she apparently used her tongue to
expertly bring him to an orgasm.
      "I'm gonna cum.  I'm gonna c-c-c."
      He grabbed the back of her neck and held on as his cum shot down her
throat.  I gauged the length of his cock and the size of her mouth were
about the same ... and he was balls deep ... so the jism HAD to have gone
straight down her throat.
      "Do YOU cum, yet, Collin?" I asked, fearing the moment I said it,
that I might be recruited to help in some way.
      "No, I just get the good feeling.  But it's gonna start soon.  I just
know it."
      "Just be patient.  Trust me, it's worth waiting for."
      He began to jack off.  I pulled him closer and held him in the crook
of my arm while he pleasured himself.  While he jacked, I gently patted his
little balls, hoping to help it along, which I think it did, because he
quickly had a dry orgasm.
      We all laid back, each in a different direction across the two beds
that were pushed together, and rested.
      After a couple minutes of silence I said, "Did you guys conspire
together about the Halloween costumes?"
      "No," Caleb said.  "As soon as Heather decided on the witch costume,
I decided exactly what I was gonna do."
      "He's right.  I had no idea he was doing it, too.  I thought I was
being so inventive," Caitlin said.
      "I didn't know I was gonna do it until I found out the night before
that they had that voice thingy," Collin said.  "So the next day, I skipped
school and went to the costume shop."
      "You skipped school?  How did you do that?" I asked angrily.
      "It was easy.  I went to school because I knew they were gonna take
attendance.  Then they were gonna let us play the rest of the day
... except for two assemblies, one at nine and the other at one.  So, I let
the teacher see my face and costume, went to the first assembly and then
went out to play.  There were enough other Power Rangers there they didn't
know I snuck off.  I changed clothes and went to the costume shop?"
      Caleb looked at his little brother with new-found respect.
      "I told the guy I was playing a prank on my big brother and needed to
dress up like a witch."
      "What did you use for money?"
      "I took my piggy bank money.  It wasn't enough but the man was real
nice about it.  He said if he could watch me change into the costume, he'd
give me a discount."
      "The little pervert.  I ought to turn him in," I said.
      "No, don't," Collin whined.  "He was nice.  In fact, when I was
changing, I got down to my briefs and I asked him if women wore underpants
under their skirts."
      "I bet he said, no," I said.
      "Yeah, he said no.  So I took mine off.  That's when I saw him
adjusting his junk and I knew he liked what he was seeing."
      "You little pervert.  I ought to turn YOU in."
      "So did you give him a good show?" Caitlin asked.
      "Well, since it was too late to use the sewing machine to make the
alterations, he used a stapler and masking tape."
      "And," I asked suspiciously.
      "Sometimes my willie accidently touched his hand," Collin giggled.
      "Did he ... uh ... do anything with you?" I asked.
      "No, we didn't have time.  All the Power Rangers would have to remove
their masks in order to eat so I had to get back to school before lunch."
      "I can't believe my 10-year-old brother is such a pricktease."
Caitlin said.
      "Oh, and I left him my underpants for giving me the discount."
      "I rest my case," Caitlin said, smiling.
      Caleb said.  "When I went in, I told the guy the same thing ... about
playing a prank of you.  But this was a couple of days earlier than
Collin's visit.  Remember?  We ordered our costumes one day and he told us
we could pick them up the day before Halloween.  This was two or three days
before Halloween eve.  He said, because it was so late in the season, he
had to give me a fitting that day.  On my way to the dressing room, I saw
those big shoes, you know, the ones that make you look taller.  I asked him
how much they cost to rent and he said ..."
      "If you let him watch while you tried on the costume he wouldn't
charge you to rent them," Caitlin said.
      "Yeah.  So I started changing."
       "He went over, picked out a pair of shoes and offered to help me put
them on.  He said I'd have to hold up the hem of the skirt and he'd slip
them on for me.  They were too big and we had to stuff the toes with toilet
paper several different times.  Of course, each time he had to stuff 'em,
his head was so close to my junk I accidentally let my willie bump his face
a couple of times.  But I was still wearin' my underpants.  I didn't think
about using Collin's ploy.  Damn!"
      "You mean you would have?" I asked.
      "Hell yeah.  I think showing off my junk in public is hot," Caleb
said.
      "You two are such perves!" Caitlin said.  "That must be why, when I
went in at the last minute, he just waved at me and said, `I know, you're
playing a prank on your older brother.  There's a lot of that happening
tonight.'  I mean, who was I to argue? But he didn't get a show from me."
      "Somehow I don't think he objected," I said.
      "The whole time we were there together that night I was scared to
death he was gonna forget I said we were playing a prank and accidently let
it slip that I'd rented the witches costume," Caleb said.
      Getting up, Caitlin said, "Help me."  Then she began wrestling with
the privacy screen.
      Caleb got up and said, "Let me show you how to do it."
      As he started folding the screen I said, "Be careful.  Don't get your
waterworks caught in the hinges."  He looked down and saw his cock pointing
straight out.
      "Oh, I see," Caitlin said about the task at hand.  Then she began
folding the other screen.
      Watching the two of them working side-by-side naked made my pecker
plump up a little.
      "Let me help," Collin said, always being the kind of guy who wanted
to help us with whatever we were doing.
      "What are you doing?" I asked.
      Rather than answer, Caitlin began shoving Collins bed over toward the
other two.  Then she flopped down on it.  "There. That's better.  Now we
can all stretch out."
      Once we all stretched out I understood what she meant.  It meant she
would be able to get a good look at all three cocks without anybody else's'
arms or legs in the way.  Of course it also meant she could display herself
to her three brothers just as easily.  She tried to be casual about it as
she deliberately moved her legs into the "4" position so her adolescent
pussy was on display better.
      "Wait a minute," Caleb said, jumping up again.  "Collin, help me."
      I watched as Caleb and Collin moved a toy chest next to the door.
Next, he stacked his comic book bookcase on top of that.  Then he moved one
of the screens over toward the door angling the three panels just right
until they formed the letter `C.'  The other screen he moved into a
backward `C' and slid one panel into the open space of the other `C' until
he had constructed a rat maze from the door into the room.
      Grabbing his brother by the cock and leading him back to the bed he
said, "There.  If anyone comes in, it will give us a little more time to
cover up."
      "Good idea, bro." Caitlin said, giving him a high 5.
      "I agree," I said, grabbing his crank, giving him a quick squeeze.
It felt good to be this free with my brothers and sister ... free to love
and free from guilt.
      "Where's your board games?" Caitlin asked.
      Collin jumped up and grabbed the one he liked best.  Handing it to
Caitlin he turned to me and asked matter-of-factly, "Can I blow ya?"
      "I'm kinda all tapped out right now, little guy."
      "You don't have to cum.  I just want to suck you.  You know, just to
make you feel good."
      The idea of my ten-year-old brother polishing my knob ... and knowing
it was my brother doing it ... made my cock twitch, urging me to say,
"Okay.  I guess it'll be okay."
      While Collin sucked me, Caitlin said, "We'll set up the game and put
it on the floor just in case Mom or Dad comes up here.  If they do, we can
put it in the middle of the beds and it will look like we're playing a game
and help explain why the beds are together like this."
      "You are so devious," I said, with a little admiration of my own
going for her.
      Collin's suck job was having a very desirable affect on me and I
thought I could nut very easily at any moment.
      As certain as death, taxes and being interrupted during sex, we heard
Mom say, "Oh my!  What's all this?"
      Sarcastically Caitlin said, "Oh that's just the maze you have to use
before you can enter the Kingdom of the Three C's.  Look out for the sharks
in the moat."
      I'm sure that comment caused mom to pause for a moment ... to look
for a moat.
      While Caitlin was talking, we all four jumped into our clothes
quickly.  It was only then that I realized how Caitlin had gotten naked so
easily without me noticing.  She was only wearing a sundress-like thing.
No bra, no panties or whatever.  Caleb slipped on his pajama bottoms and
began tying the drawstring.  Collin looked natural in his Underoos.  I was
hard-on down in my boxers before Mom rounded the last corner.
      "Well, isn't this just too cute," Mom said, looking back distractedly
at the maze.  "Is everything okay up here?"
      "Everything's fine," Caitlin said.  "It smells a little too much like
boy odor but I'm gonna make some suggestions."
      "Maybe a little potpourri," Mom said, in that tone that implied she
wanted to go to the home decorating shop.  She was a hobbyist, making all
kinds of decorations for every holiday.
      Catlin must have picked up on it, too, because she said, "I think
it's Connor's bed."
      I was insulted and almost got defensive but kept my mouth shut,
waiting to see where this was leading.
      "I mean, it's the oldest bed in the house.  I think it's time we
retire it.  Burn it actually."
      I was really insulted.
      "Besides, look how tall he is.  He just hangs off the end of it.  I
think he needs a bigger bed."
      I began to appreciate my little sister again.
      "Yeah," Caleb said, "a queen-sized bed."
      With mock laughter, Caitlin said, "Oh I don't think Connor would want
a QUEEN-sized bed.  They're for girls."
      "Do you think a king size would fit up here with the other two?" Mom
asked.  Then looking at the game board in the middle of the three beds
... like we had been playing ... she said, "Who thought of this
arrangement?"
      "Caitlin," all three of us boys said ... in case anyone was going to
get in trouble.
      "What a great idea.  It helps all you kids get closer together
better."
      `If she only knew HOW close,' I thought.  And I think the other three
were thinking the same thing.
      "I'll talk to your father about a new bed tonight.  Dinner is in one
hour.  Don't be late."  Then she turned to leave and muttered. "One hour if
I can find my way out of here."
      Mom had no sooner walked out the door when Caitlin started giggling.
"Jesus that was close.  Caleb, can you think of some way to make the door
squeak or something.  We need a little more time.
      "I'll think about it."
      "Me, too," always-helpful Collin said.
      "Well, in that case, Connor, we have less than one hour," Caitlin
said.
      "For what?" I asked.

      To be continued.  Send comments, if you want, to jockhunger@yahoo.com