Date: Thu, 16 Jul 2009 09:22:34 +0100
From: Nick <nakednick2@btinternet.com>
Subject: Keeping it in the family - Chapter 10

Chapter 10 - Keeping it in the family

WARNING:  The following true story - only the names of the participants have
been changed - contains descriptions of gay and bisexual/incestuous activity
between adult relatives and others, activities which may be illegal in some
jurisdictions or cause offence against some religious beliefs.   Please do
not read any further if you are likely to be offended by its content or if
it might be illegal in your country!  By the way, the story is written with
the full knowledge and approval of all the living persons having significant
mention therein.

* * * *

The alarm clock went off at seven next morning.  Sarah nudged me to make
sure I was awake and was out of bed in a flash, allowing me no chance for
diversion.  Whilst she went downstairs and began to prepare breakfast, I
made sure Rob was awake.  "What's this?  Are you naked again?" was his
reaction when I opened the bedroom door.

"Come on, time to get up," I said and he leaped out of bed, also naked as
the day he was born.  We shaved and showered in the two bathrooms and by the
time we had dressed, Sarah had the proper coffee, cereal and toast ready on
the table in the kitchen.  She was still in her dressing gown as she busied
about the kitchen.  Out of the blue, she asked "What kept you men up half
the night?"

"Oh, this and that" I replied.

"Something to do with the 'man talk' in the car last night, I suppose?"

By this time we had finished breakfast and were ready to go.  Rob and I got
our stuff, kissed Sarah goodbye and left in my car for work "Do you think
she suspects something?"  Rob asked after a while.

"I don't think so, she was sound asleep."

"Or is she a good pretender?"  Rob asked.

I dropped Rob near his office, agreed to pick him up around 5.30pm and
carried on to my own workplace, a few hundred yards away.  Again it was a
fairly routine day, except that I had a long meeting with the Operations
Director over some engineering issues affecting the work of my team.  This
meant I missed umpteen telephone calls which I then had to return, including
from Sarah and Alison, both of which turned out to be reminders for me to
fix the arrangements with Rob for our upcoming short break in the Lake
District.

When I returned Sarah's call she also wanted to know why there was a pair of
my CKs drying in Rob's bathroom.  That threw me for a moment but then I
decided Rob must have rinsed through the ones we used to clean up after our
fun and games the previous evening.  I suddenly 'remembered' washing them
through and leaving them to dry; she did not sound entirely convinced but
did not follow it up.

I picked up Rob from the office and on the way home noticed the same Dutch
lorry parked in the lay-by by the woods but said nothing to Rob about it.
Sarah had the dinner practically ready when we arrived but seemed just a
little distant or pensive as we ate, Rob and I making most of the
conversation.

Eventually she asked "What was the 'man talk' in the car all about last
night, Rob?"

"Nothing really, I just said Alison was in good form.  I think the pregnancy
has made her a bit broody."

"You mean she is looking for plenty of sex?"

"Well, yes, I suppose you could put it like that", Rob answered.  "Nothing I
can't handle, though," he continued with a grin.

"Yes, Nick's lucky enough to have the same problem.  Now then, tell me why
you washed out his underwear last night."
We both blushed; especially me, being conscious of my earlier economy with
the truth on the telephone.  I intervened, "As ever, I will tell you the
truth, Rob and I had a wank together last night and cleaned up on the CKs,
there was nothing else around."

"Why?"

"We just remembered some boyhood adventures and one thing led to another,"
Rob said.

"You mean two things that shot spunk all over the place?"  That wasn't a
word I had ever heard her use; she usually called it 'juice'.

"I will never understand men, brothers as well.  I thought only randy
teenagers like Tim did that.  Ok, I forgive you, but don't do it again!  By
the way, I should have had my period the day before yesterday and it hasn't
come.  I called Alison today and she said she was three or four days late
too."

"Yes," Rob said "I guess we can tell the family now.

"Why don't we wait until we're on our Lake District break?  It's only just
over a week."

"I don't know if I can," Sarah said, "I am just so excited!  I was barely
able to keep the news from Mother last weekend."

"Go on," Rob said, "Alison and I had much the same conversation on Monday
night."

"Not a word to anyone about the babies until next week!"

"And not a word about our little plot, even then.  Are we all agreed on
that, outside of the four of us nobody shall ever know?"  I asked.

"Alison said we ought to discuss that and come to some such pact" Rob added.

"That's it, then" Sarah agreed.

We got cleared up after dinner and had coffee and liqueurs in front of the
television, but chatted through most of the programme so I have no idea what
we watched, apart from the ten o'clock news.

Sarah suggested it was bedtime, Rob and I agreed.  I was half expecting she
might suggest some kind of threesome (and I suspect Rob might have been
looking forward to getting sucked!) but she simply said good night to Rob
and added that she would see me in a few minutes.  When I went up ten
minutes later, Sarah was already in bed reading some paperwork she needed
for her work next day but she soon put that down and we made love gently and
quietly, then drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

We awoke in that position next morning and I realised from the crustiness
around my prick and balls, and my matted pubic hair that we hadn't done our
usual 'clean-up', God, we must have been tired!  I had a quick shower,
awakened Rob who was out of bed in a flash, his morning woodie pointing the
way to the bathroom.  "You'll be home tonight", I said, pointing at it, just
as Sarah called from the bottom of the stairs to say breakfast was ready.
Rob made a gallant effort to hide his manhood but was too late.

"Don't worry, Rob.  I've seen one just like it plenty of times before,
haven't I, Nick?"

"Just once or twice," I replied.  "I well remember the first time though;
you were worried it wouldn't fit!"

"Nick, Rob doesn't want to know that!"

"Alison was afraid mine might do some damage," Rob said.

"It did", I said, again provoking Sarah's mock annoyance, "you told me you
took her virginity!"

"Well, you took mine, too, at the Birmingham airport Novotel, room 319 if I
remember rightly", Sarah said, "anyway, since we are on the subject and you
two compared notes the other night, which of you has got the biggest one?"

"We reckon they are about equal", I said.  Rob's dick was deflated by now
and he was looking a bit sheepish.  "To be absolutely frank, neither of us
knew which cock we had in hand when we had that wank."

"Ummm!  I must speak to Alison, I think we can be the judges of that next
weekend."

Rob and I looked at each other thinking that sounded promising, but said
nothing.  When Rob had finished in the bathroom and got dressed, we all
three had breakfast together.

I dropped him off at his office and went on to mine.  I was planning a site
visit that day and was not sure what time I would be back, so Rob said he
would get a lift to the airport with a colleague.

(To be continued - possibly some delay due to vacation - comments welcome!)