Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2001 21:10:57 -0700
From: Anonymous
Subject: Sis an' I 5

The names and people in the story SIS AN' I have been changed to protect
those still living any similarity to time, place, or events are
coincidental.


SIS AN' I 5

Everyday after school and before work, I would go out to the ranch house
and take pictures. My vacation week at the end of the school year was spent
working at the ranch house.  After my two weeks ROTC I moved out of the
apartment and into the house.  Sis moved in with me because she wanted to
do some of the work.  Furniture from the apartment was stored in the
garage, Sis and I moved into the den area.  We slept on camp cots till one
of the wings were complete.  By the end of the summer the house was
complete except for some painting and paper hanging which Sis wanted to do.
As soon as a room was complete, mom and Sis would shop for furniture and
pictures.

By spring break of my junior and Sis's freshman year we were ready to make
the final drawings for the landscaping, sprinkling, lighting system and
pool area.  The crew at Highrise were a great help.

Mom and dad would spend three and four days a month with us.  They had
their wing and Sis and I the other.  Dad was busy with developing of the
vineyard into a marketable tract of estate homes and two golf courses.

By the end of the school year, the ranch house was complete inside and out.
The last weekend of May we held an open house.  Dad invited some of his
friends and I invited the Commander, Mr. Ellis, the engineers and draftsmen
that helped me so much.  We invited Gunny and his wife.  Gunny did all of
the cabinet work.  And we invited the contractors that worked on the house.
The invitation stated that there was swimming for those who wished and that
there were dressing rooms available.

Mom and Sis wore identical party dresses and had the same hairdo.  They
looked more like sisters than mother and daughter.  Dad and I were dressed
alike.  Same slacks and sport shirt.  There were plenty of drinks, eats and
a keg of beer.  The last guest left at eleven and we, mom, dad, Sis and I,
went skinny dipping in the new pool heated by the sun.

Mom and dad decided to take a long European vacation.  They wanted Sis to
go with them but she declined wanting to find a part time job.  The first
week of Summer break was my Highrise vacation.  Sis suggested we spend
several days at the cabin and while I was doing my bit for the ROTC she
could use my car to look for a job.

We arrived at the cabin six hours after we left the Ranch House.  We made a
stop at the folks house to check things out and then it was off to the
cabin.  We arrived after dark at the cabin and the first thing I did was to
build a fire to warm the place while Sis fixed us something to eat.  After
an enjoyable night together we awoke to a bright sunny day.

Sis put on one of my T-shirts and I my baggy shorts.  Sis looked sexy as
hell.  The T-shirt just covered the cheeks of her butt.  While eating a
late breakfast and looking out the window I noticed the two kids we had
seen the year before.  They walked past our cabin and turned down the trail
to the little park.  I called Sis's attention to the kids and she said "I
bet they are going there to play naked like we did.  Should we go see ? "

We gave them about fifteen minutes and then we crossed the road and
followed the trail to the park.  We stood at the opening to the clearing
and watched them for a few minutes.  They were both naked, she was on her
back and he was fucking like a young stud.  When I said " Good morning,
having a good time."  The fucking stopped, he rolled off of her and she
just laid there.

They had both grown.  He and her both had a fair stand of pubic hair, her
tits had enlarged and his prick had taken on bit of growth.  Sis asked them
if we could join them in enjoying the sun.  Before they had a chance to
answer, Sis pulled off her T-shirt and I stepped out of my shorts.

I asked the boy and girl if they had sex very often and they told us that
when the weather was warm almost every day.  He said that they did it one
night at home and almost got caught by their mother.  Sis asked the girl if
she had started her periods yet and the answer was " Yes.  For almost a
year."

Sis then asked her if her mother had told her anything about taking care of
herself.  The only information she had received was how to use Kotex and
that she was to keep herself clean. I asked the boy if he had ejaculated
yet.  He didn't know what I was talking about and then I explained.  He
told me that for several months he came when he screwed his sister and when
he jacked off.

I then asked him if he came inside his sister and he told us that he always
did, that it was hard to stop when it felt so good.  I had to agree and
than Sis and I explained to them about getting pregnant.  We told them when
it was the safe time to do it and then the boy wanted to know what they
could do the other times He told us that when they were playing around and
he got a hard on he and her couldn't help themselves, they had to do it.

While we were talking to the kids, Sis was playing with my cock.  The girl
noticed what Sis was doing and followed suit with the boy.  The boy and I
each had a boner.  Sis kind of slowed down but the girl continued.  The boy
finally told his sister that he was ready to " Go", she pumped faster, his
legs snapped straight out and he came.  Sis and I had a ring side seat
watching a thirteen year old boy come all over his sister's hand.  She
didn't seem to mind and wiped her hand on his belly.

I asked the boy what he did to give his sister the same feeling.  He said
that he didn't know that a girl could come like a boy.  I told him that
girls didn't ejaculate but they did have an orgasm. Sis then talked to the
girl about her clitoris and ended up showing her where it was and how
sensitive it was.  She then had the girl lay on her back, spread her legs
and then showed the boy what he was to do to excite his sister.

I told Sis that maybe it would be a good idea to show them our library.  I
took the boy to our spot under the cedar tree, moved some limbs and a
little dirt.  I showed him how to unlatch the ammo box.  The books and
magazines were in the same condition as when we had left them.  I took out
a couple porno magazines and the" Joy of Sex ".

We sat in a circle and I showed the kids a magazine that had pictures of
men and women fucking and sucking each other.  The kids were more
interested in the sucking pictures than the fucking ones. We thumbed
through the pages of " Joy of Sex ."  The kids began to ask all kinds of
questions about the book.  I told Sis that we should head for the cabin and
I told the boy to be sure that the magazines and books were put back and
the box secured.  I told the kids that we would be at the cabin for two
more days and if they wanted to stop by it was okay with us.

Once back at the cabin we walked down to the lake.  I dropped my shorts and
Sis her T-shirt. We swam out to the float and spent the rest of the day in
the sun.

About ten the next morning there was a knock on the front door. I wrapped a
towel around my waist and went to see who was there.  It was the kids.
They wanted to know if we would come over to the park that they had
something to show us.  I told them that as soon as Sis got up we would be
there.

When we got to the park the boy and girl were naked, sitting on the grass
looking at the " Joy of Sex ".  The boy had a hard on and was the first to
speak.  He said that he had made his sister come.  He wanted to show us and
had his sister lay on her back and he laid down between her legs and
fingered her to a climax.  He told us that they learned how to do that
after we had left them and that they also learned how to suck each other.
He was eager to show us how they could do the 69.  Sis and I got horny as
hell watching two thirteen age kids suck each other off.

I asked the boy how they handled their mother.  What did she think of them
going off alone every day?  The boy said that she didn't seem to mind that
she spent the day reading her Bible.  Sometimes their mother would read all
day and even forget to eat.  He told Sis and I that the day before, when
they got home, the mother didn't even know that they had been gone.

I told the kids that we were going for a swim and lay on the float.  They
wanted to know if they could come with us.  I told them that as long as
they could swim, I didn't care.  He said that they didn't swim too good and
wanted to know how far out was the float.

They put up the books and followed Sis and me to the lake.  They were
surprised when we swam out to the float naked.  I told them that not many
people came around that part of the lake and what could anyone see.  They
spent about an hour with us and then said they were going back to the park
and look at some more of the books. We left the next morning for home and
never saw the kids again.

I did my two weeks ROTC and Sis found a job in a pizza house.  The pay
wasn't very good but she brought home a lot of pizza.  I put in eight hours
a day , five days a week for Highrise.  They hired another student for my
job and I was promoted to the design department.  Sis and I spent our
weekends mowing the lawn and tending to the plants and shrubs.  This done
we would head for the beach.  It was such a good feeling to shed all of our
clothes and be able to walk among other people who were also naked.  Sis
and I didn't wear anything around the ranch house but it's different when
there are other people around.

At work I received a phone call from J.R. O'Brian.  He and Ann were in
town, they were married in June, had a short honeymoon and were now in town
to pick up some of Ann's things.  I asked him when he had to be back in
Arizona and was told that they had almost another week.  He told me that he
would talk to Ann and that he was sure they could spend a few days.  I told
him that Sis was working at the pizza shop, she got off work at 2:00 and
they could follow her home.

After work I found the three of them skinny dipping.  It didn't take me
long to join them.  J.R. and Ann stayed with us for three days and during
that time never dressed once.  Before they left for Arizona, Ann told us
that she thought she was pregnant.  She had missed her last period.

Mom and dad made it home the last week in August and spent a week with us,
telling about their trip. Dad enjoyed himself so much that he was ready to
leave and cover the Pacific area.  He and mom had talked about selling
their house and moving into one of his units. One of his latest
developments was a closed tract of town houses.  Running streams, pools,
hot tubs and tennis courts. There was one unsold unit and he thought that
it would make a good nest while they weren't traveling.

Start of school, 1969, my senior year, Sis's sophomore year and I
celebrated my 21st birthday with Mom, dad and Sis that last week in August.
When mom and dad weren't traveling, they were spending time between their
town house and the ranch house.  When they were at the ranch house Sis
moved into her room which was next to mine in the north wing. There were
very few nights when we didn't sleep together.  With doors that opened to
the patio it was an easy trip for Sis.  Many a night, even with mom and dad
at the ranch house, we fell asleep with Mr. Mattel implanted deep within
Sis's warmth.  I never knew if mom and dad knew about Sis and I, suspected
anything or didn't care.

Mom and dad spent Christmas week and mid school year at the ranch house.
The three weeks between semesters I spent most of my working hours for
Highrise in the field.  Highrise had two multi story buildings under
construction.  One up north in the bay area and a large hotel near Disney
Land.

Spring break I took the State exam for a civil engineer. I passed and now
have my RCE number.  First week in May I turned in my thesis which was a
book on the ranch house.  Besides the preliminary and final blueprints and
progress pictures, I included material and labor bills and a 5000 word
description of the project.

Then came the day that I was graduated.  I received my Bachelors in civil
engineering, was commissioned a second lieutenant in the Marine Corps and
ten minutes after I was commissioned I received orders to report to camp
Pendleton and then by military aircraft to Okinawa.  I had thirty days to
arrange my personal affairs.

Dad hugged me with tears in his eyes.  He told me that I had achieved what
he always wanted.  A commission and a RCE number.  Mom was crying, fearing
that I was sure to be going to Nam.  Sis pinned on my bars at the
commissioning and when I received my orders, she hugged me and cried and
said, " Don't get hurt, I'LL miss you so very much.  Please don't get
hurt."

Monday morning I reported to Mr. Ellis.  I told him about my orders and he
suggested that we give the Commander the news.  The Commander congratulated
me on my degree in engineering and having passed the state test.  He told
me that they had plans for me in the company but they would have to wait
till I got home.

The thirty days went fast.  I reported to Pendleton had five days of
indoctrination with other young lieutenants and a long flight to Okinawa
where I reported to a Captain O. NMI Clark.  Captain Clark spent the next
three weeks with us teaching us about land mines, booby traps, jungle
warfare and the best way to run a search and seizure mission.  Captain O.
took a liking to me because he too was an engineer.

My last weekend on Okinawa, Captain O. took me to his favorite Japanese
bath house.  He told me it was expensive, they only took care of two
customers at a time and that he had booked them for the afternoon, night
and till noon the next day.  My half would be fifty dollars U.S.  I agreed
to pay the full bill.

The bath house was on the outskirts of Nago the second largest city on
Okinawa.  O told me that language was no problem, just follow the girls and
do what they want.  At the front door we took off our shoes and were met by
a large mama san.  Once inside we were each surrounded by four young
Japanese ladies dressed in kimonos.

The four lead me to an open room next to a garden.  I could hear O and his
girls on the other side of the garden.  In the room was a large wooden tub,
a brazier with a pot of water heating and off on one side on the floor was
a pad.  As soon as we got into the room the girls started to undress me.
They were very gentle, removing each item of clothing till I was standing
there like the day I was born.

Once stripped to the buff, I was lead to the corner of the room which had a
tile floor.  Two girls started to wash me.  A dipper of warm water was
poured over me and then I was soaped.  They never missed an inch of my
body.  While they were washing my dick the two girls giggled.  They even
skinned it back, soaped and rinsed it.  Washed and squeaky clean I was led
to the tub.  One of the girls removed her kimono and followed me into the
tub.  She had almost no tits at all and not a hair below her head.  Her
pussy was as bare as her tits.

While we were in the tub the girl massaged my neck , arms and legs.  Once
in a while she would stroke my prick and giggle.  The other girl was busy
adding dippers of hot water to the tub till it was as hot as we could stand
it.  There were four girls in the tub before my bath was complete.  None of
the girls had any body hair and only one had recognizable breast.

The bath lasted over an hour.  Once complete, I was patted dry and lead to
the pad where I laid down. The four girls replaced their kimonos, massaged
and rubbed me with sweet smelling oil till I fell asleep.  When I awoke, I
was covered with a light blanket and there was a naked girl on each side of
me.  Each girl had a hand on my prick which was as hard as a rock.

The girls beckoned for me to stand. They dressed me in a white silk kimono,
dressed themselves and lead me to another room. I still had my erection
which was sensuous as hell rubbing against the silk.  In the room was a low
table set for eating and standing beside it was O.  He too had a hard on.

We were seated opposite each other and we each had four attendants.  They
served us and hand fed us the small morsels.  It was the first time I had
ever drank hot sake.  I don't know what they fed us, but what ever it was
it made me horny.  O told me not to worry about it, what ever it was you
could fuck for hours with out getting your nuts off.  Dinner lasted almost
two hours.

After dinner I was taken to a small sleeping room.  The room was about six
by ten with a thick pad on the floor.  Two girls made a ceremony of taking
off my kimono and giggled at the sight of my half hard cock.  They took off
their kimonos and laid down with me.  They both concentrated on my cock and
balls.  One of the girls kept saying, " American, too big.  So big."

One of the girls had me move over and she then sat beside the other girl
and rubbed some kind of ointment around and in her vagina.  She then had me
get between her legs and guided my prick into the lubricated hole. Her
pussy reminded me of Sis's when she was nine.  It was tight and the going
was slow.  The girl who guided me in was behind me playing with my balls
and fingering my anus.  She had an ointment on her finger that burned like
wintergreen.  It wasn't hot but gave a pleasant warmth to my ass hole.  O
was right.  I must have fucked for almost an hour before I came.

The girl was as exhausted as I.  She left the room , I rolled over on my
back and was swarmed by three girls.  They started the massage routine.
Arms, legs, back and they washed my cock with warm water and then massaged
it with an ointment.  I was given warm sake and rice cookies.  By early
morning I had fucked all four girls and in between it was massage, warm
water, cookies and sake.

After the last girl we were all coiled up together on the mat like a nest
of snakes.  We must have slept for several hours.  I awoke hungry and the
girls wanted me to start the day fresh.  They led me into the bath room
where I was soaped and rinsed and into the tub with the four girls.  I was
kissed, fondled, rubbed and at one time had four sets of hands on my prick
and balls.

Out of the tub, I was patted dry. They then dressed me in my freshly
laundered uniform.  The girls escorted me into the large room and after a
few minutes O made a showing with his girls.  I paid mama san and left an
additional fifty for a tip.

The next morning I was on my way to Nam.  We were met by another lieutenant
and jeeped to our base camp.  I was introduced to a 1st Lieutenant Richard
G. Long.  I was his replacement.  He was going home after eighteen months.

He took me to the troop area and introduced me to my new platoon and then
to the QM where I drew my 782 gear.  The next morning , Lt.  Long escorted
me and my new platoon on my first look see mission.  I jumped out of the
chopper with Lt. Long and was hit before I had taken ten steps.

I was hit just below the flack jacket.  What ever hit me knocked me down
and stung like hell. I was back in the same chopper, medi vaced to a base
hospital and came to in a Navy Hospital in Japan.  I had been in Vietnam
less than twenty four hours.  My stay in Japan was less and I was on my way
to the Navy Hospital, San Diego.

When I came to in San Diego I had a brace between my two ankles about three
feet long.  This spread my legs and prevented me rolling over and moving my
legs.  There were tubes stuck into my groin, one up my cock and an
intravenous feeding tube in my left arm.

I had only been awake a few minutes when a Navy chaplain came in to my room
and asked if he could call my folks.  He told me they had been notified I
had been wounded but not that I was in the states. I asked him if I could
see a doctor first to find out the extent of my injuries and then I would
decide if they should come to see me.

After the chaplain had been gone a few minutes a Navy corpsman came in,
pulled the sheet back and started to fool around with my prick.  I asked
him what he was doing and he told me he was checking my catheter.  He felt
my balls and then back to my dick.  He then told me that the doctor would
be in to see me before long.

I drifted off to sleep and was awakened by the doctor talking to me.  He
asked me how I felt, if I was thirsty and if I was hungry.  My answers
were, not too good, yes and no.  I asked the doctor what had happened and
what was wrong with me.  He then asked me how much I remembered.

I told him that I remembered getting out of the helicopter with Lt. Long,
falling over backwards with a stinging feeling in my lower gut.  I told him
I remembered being put in the chopper that dropped us off in the rice patty
and the next thing I remembered was asking someone where I was and they
told me Japan.  I remembered being on an airplane and someone giving me a
shot in the arm and telling me we would soon be in San Diego.  I told him
of my conversation with the chaplain and about the corpsman checking my
catheter.

The doctor said that I got an "A" for recall.  He told me that I had been
hit six times with a machine gun right to left.  I had been hit in each
hip, several holes in my intestines, a hole through my bladder and damage
to the little valve that controlled blood flow to my penis.  If all went
well I would be back to normal in about six weeks.  The worst that could
happen was that I might never have a normal erection.  If not, the problem
could be solved with a prosthesis.  He told me not to get up tight if the
corpsman came in and fooled around with my penis once in a while.  He was
just trying to stimulate it back to normalcy.

The corpsman came in as soon as the doctor left and pulled back the sheet.
I asked him what it looked like and he said the most beautiful cock in the
hospital. I told him that I knew I had a good looking prick but wanted to
know what the wound looked like.  He told me not to move that he would be
right back.  When he returned he had a mirror.

I had a straight incision from my right hip to my left about ten inches
long and about six inches below my belly button. There was a staple about
every half inch and a tube out of each end of the incision.  And then there
was the catheter sticking out of my dick which was black and blue.  He told
me that during surgery a cord was attached to my prick and tied to the end
of the operating table to keep it out of the way.  He said I was lucky,
sometimes they will pin the penis to a patients leg with a long needle.
When he left he told me that he would send the chaplain in to see me.

I asked the chaplain if he would call my folks.  I gave him the number of
their town house and if there was no answer to call the ranch house.  He
said he would do better than that, he would have a phone brought into the
room and I could do the calling myself.  It wasn't long when the corpsman
brought in the phone, put it on the bed where I could reach it and before
he left he played with my dick.

I figured that if mom and dad received word that I had been hit they were
sure to be at the ranch house with Sis.  I guessed right.  Mom answered the
phone and started to cry when she heard my voice.  She yelled for dad and
Sis and then asked how I was and where I was.  Dad was on one phone and Sis
on another.  They all started to talk at the same time.  Finally dad took
over and asked me how bad I was hurt and when I would be coming home.  I
told him not too bad and that if he wanted to drive down to San Diego I
would be glad to tell him all about it.

That evening before the corpsman went home he spent about fifteen minutes
playing with my prick.  I told him to send in a female nurse that I never
did go for boys.  Later a female nurse did bring me my supper.  A cup of
broth, a dish of Jello and a cup of tea.  She told me that she was the
night nurse and would be checking on me from time to time.

She came back , picked up the tray and told me that after she checked up on
some of the other Marines on that floor, she would be back to check my
wound. When she came back, she pulled down the sheet and said that my cock
looked like it belonged to a nigger.  She said she knew Marines were horny
but never knew that they would go so far as to have the doctor put on their
chart they were to be jacked off every hour on the hour.  Old Peter never
did get hard.

Morning finally came.  In came my male nurse, the corpsman.  He had a wash
basin and a tray of medical supplies.  He pulled back the sheet and
announced that he was going to give me a bath, change the catheter and the
bed linen in that order.  He was then going to get my breakfast and after I
had eaten he was going to replace my hospital gown and I would be all nice
and clean for visitors.

He bathed me and it is my opinion that he spent more time on my cock and
balls than necessary.  The old catheter was out and a new one in place with
no problem.  The breakfast; one glass, small, orange juice, one cup tea and
a small piece of dry toast.  When I complained, the corpsman told me the
jug dripping in my arm was the same as a T-bone steak.

I was allowed one visitor at a time.  The first one was dad.  He wanted to
know how bad I was hurt. I told him what had happened and that if he wanted
to look he could pull back the sheet.  He was shocked at the length of the
incision but made no comment about my dick.  We talked for a while, he told
me they had rented a place in Diego for a month so they could see me
everyday and that mom and Sis were waiting in the hall .  He left and in
came mom.

She held my hand for a while never saying a word and then the tears started
to flow.  I assured her I was being taken care of and was in no pain, that
the doctor said I would be out in six weeks.  Mom kissed me on the cheek
and then left to get Sis.

Sis rushed up to the bed and gave me a lover's kiss.  She too wanted to
know how bad I was hurt.  I told her to take a look if she wanted to.  She
raised up the sheet, looked, dropped it and wanted to know what they did to
her Mr. Mattel.  I told her but didn't tell her that Peter had a problem
getting hard.  Sis put her hand under the sheet, felt my dick and said she
was so glad that it didn't get shot.

Mom, dad and Sis were at the hospital every day and Sis checked out her
Mr. Mattel and reported on it's color.  Then came the day when the
catheter, the drains from the incision and the IV were removed.  I was on
solid food, the staples were removed and on my fifth week the bar was
removed from between my ankles.  My hips were stiff and I was wheeled to
therapy everyday.  The nurses continued to play with my dick every time
they came close to my bed.

What a wonderful day.  I awoke to my 22nd birthday with an erection.  The
first since that sensuous time spent in an Okinawa bath house.  I rang for
the night nurse.  She hurried into the room thinking there was something
wrong.  I pulled off the sheet an showed her my most beautiful hard on.
She rushed out of the room and was back with several others to show them
and told me she wanted witnesses before she noted it on my chart.

The corpsman came in as soon as he had read on my chart the pecker report.
He took a look and wanted to know what had happened to it.  I told him I
pissed it away.  He was soon back in the room with a basin of warm water
and mentioned it was bath time.  For the last couple of weeks I had been
bathing myself. With a wash rag and warm water he went to work on my prick.
In no time he had revived my limp dick to a hard one.  He wasn't satisfied
with me having a hard on he preceded to jack me off.  The feeling was just
like the first time I ejaculated.  After I came all over myself the
corpsman washed me clean.  When he backed away from the bed I noticed he
had a hard on.

I asked him if he enjoyed jacking off Marines and he told me that he
enjoyed jacking off anyone with a prick.  He changed the bed linen and told
me that I was on my own but if I couldn't handle it he would be glad to
lend a hand. Before the family showed the Navy doctor was in to see me.  He
was glad to hear the good news and would sign my release papers; but before
I could leave there was a Marine Captain who had priority.

Mom, dad and Sis were in to see me.  All three of them were allowed in the
room at the same time.  I told them the good news and that it would only be
a day or two before I would be able to go home. Sis had to get back home to
start her Junior year and I had to see a Marine Captain.

The Captain, on behalf of the Commander in Chief, presented me with a
Purple Heart, a Nam combat ribbon and star.  He gave me several
alternatives, a medical discharge, State side duty for the inactive
reserve.  He suggested the promotion and transfer which I agreed and
accepted.  I was also told that my foot locker was in the hospital property
room and if I wanted to wear my uniform he would have it and a tailor sent
to the room.

Dad came down to Diego alone and drove me, my gear and two GI canes home.
On the way I told dad about the trouble I had had with my cock not getting
hard but all was in working order.  I told him how the nurses would come in
every hour on the hour and play with my dick and how on my birthday I awoke
with an erection.  Dad was glad to hear that the Marine Corps took good
care of their men.

The weather was warm and mom had supper out on the patio my first evening
home.  We sat out side for a long time.  I had to tell them about Okinawa
and about Vietnam even though I didn't see much of Nam.  Dad wanted to know
about my future.  Mom was concerned about my weight, she said I looked
skinny.  Sis wanted to know how long I would need the canes to walk with
and if we could go to the beach.  I was getting tired, excused myself and
went to bed.  I laid awake for quite sometime waiting for Sis.  She didn't
disappoint me.  She crawled in the bed, cuddled up close and said, " Now we
can sleep."

Dad drove me to Highrise. Everyone there was surprised to see me.  They
were also surprised to learn why I was home so soon having been gone only
about ten weeks. The Commander wanted to know if I was home for good.  He
wanted to talk to me and Mr.  Ellis. He invited dad to sit in with us.

The meeting was about a project they wanted me to initiate into the company
now that I would be available full time.  They wanted me to take charge of
and expand the computer system. They talked about a Cad System that was new
on the market and wanted me to investigate it.  They then told me to spend
the next thirty days at home and fully recuperate.  I was given a stack of
trade journals to read while I was laying around the pool.  Dad stayed and
talked with the Commander while Mr. Ellis and I visited the engineering
department and computer room.

The next three weeks were pleasant ones.  The weather was warm, I laid
around the pool, swimming some and reading a lot. Sis was doing time at
school, dad spent time looking after his golf course project.  Mom spent
her time with me, making sure I was recuperating properly. After school Sis
would run into her room, strip and then join me by the pool side.  My
reading for the day was over.  I would swim a few laps till my hips hurt
and then it was on the chase lounge being mothered by mom and Sis.  Dad
would come home in the early afternoon and join me on the patio.  We would
talk shop and compare notes. He would tell me about his war years and the
party houses of WW II.

One morning when the sky was clear and the sun bright, I was flat on my
back on the chase lounge and mom was sitting by my side.  All of a sudden
she reached over and ran her hand over my hip to hip scar.  Her action took
me by surprise, it being so close to the root of my prick. She said, " That
ugly scar will have to go.  You will never grow enough hair to cover it up.
I'm going to run into town and will be right back." And she left.

She was back in a short while with a stick of coco butter.  She sat by my
side and spent the rest of the morning rubbing my scar with coco butter.
She would quit when Peter started to stir. One morning she continued till I
had one hard cock and when it was standing tall and straight she quit and
said she had to fix lunch. I think mom did that to see just how big and
hard it would get.

When Sis came home from school, mom instructed her as to how my scar should
be anointed.  After three weeks there was just a thin red line.  Mom was
very proud of her job and was always pointing out the fact to Sis and dad.
After three weeks of tender loving care, I was able to walk without the
canes, drive the car with no problems and was ready to go back to work.

When Sis learned of my plans and learned that I had little or no pain in my
hips, she indicated to me that she had been celibate long enough.  That
night when the household was put to bed she was in my arms wanting all of
the love that I could give her.  After I had given her my all she
reciprocated.

Mr.  Ellis was surprised to see me and when I explained that I wanted to
come to work for a rest , he understood.  I had an outline and cost for the
computer room which I went over with Mr. Ellis and the Commander.  They
expected to spend more than the $200,000. I had estimated.  I also
suggested that Highrise hire a computer programmer fresh from school.
Highrise could develop their own programs for the drafting, structure,
electrical, plumbing, payroll and cost studies that would be superior to
any that could be bought.

I was given the green light and spent the next month reorganizing the
computer room.  The Commander, Mr. Ellis, the accountant, the senior
engineer of each department and myself had a console, screen and key board
on their desk. Through the college I was able to find a student who was a
computer wiz.  He needed a job so he could finish school and get his degree
in physics.  I attended school two nights a week to learn computer
programing.

Mom and dad decided to take a trip down under to New Zealand and Australia.
They promised to be home for Christmas.  Sis and I had two months where we
could hug, kiss or screw around when we wanted to.  Our time at home was
just like every day at our park.  The only difference I was 22, Sis was 20
and we had a large four bedroom house to play in.



SIS AN' I
 PART 2


One evening we talked about having a party and it was decided to have a
girl's stag party.  Sis said there were about ten girls in the art club at
school who were between 18 and 21 and were good sports.  She was pretty
sure that two of them were still virgins and she didn't expect me to take
care of them.  She didn't expect me to screw any of them, I was to be
around only if they wanted someone to play with.

Two weeks were spent planning the party.  Sis and a couple of the older
girls in her art class did all of the planing.  It was decided to be an art
party.  They would have easels, paints, pastels, brushes and even clay for
the sculptors.  I was to be the model.  Sis and the girls helping her do
the planing discovered that three of the girls had never seen a live, nude
male and it was planed that I was to be the model posing in the nude.

Sis sewed for me and the party a red silk pouch that was just large enough
to hold my cock and balls. It was held on with a cord that ran up the crack
of my ass and was connected to a cord that was around my waist.

During the art contest I was to start posing bare to the waist wearing a
pair of slacks.  As the test progressed I was to remove my shoes and socks,
then pants, then shorts, then my Speedo and finally the red silk pouch.
When I was completely nude it would be suggested that I be painted with
bronze body paint.

Sis and the two girls worked all Saturday morning and part of the afternoon
fixing up the house for the party.  The den was fixed up as an art studio
with a dais for me to stand on, flood lights and the art paraphernalia.
Dress for the evening was to be artist smocks and berets. One of the older,
bolder girls, who was helping Sis with the planing decided to wear nothing
under her smock and at the last minute strip and pose with me.

While the girls were having their buffet and partaking of a punch bowl
which was mildly spiked I was secluded in my room.  After the eats and
drinks, the girls retired to the den for part two.  They were first
presented with a vase of flowers and a book on a table to paint then, one
of the girls who helped Sis complained that it would be better if they had
a live model.  They argued for a while and then Sis said she knew a boy
down the street who might pose.  She left the house, came in through the
garage, into the patio and into my room.  We then returned the same way and
in the front door.  Sis led me into the den and introduced me as the man
from up the street.  She placed me on the dais, had me take off my shirt
and strike a pose.

After a while one of the girls in on the know asked if I would remove my
pants.  I objected and then Sis said that they would pay, so I took off my
pants.  It wasn't long before I was asked to take off my boxer shorts.  One
of the girls who had never seen a nude male thought we had gone far enough.
I took off the boxers and soon it was the Speedo.  I was allowed to pose
for a while with just the red pouch.  Sis had me turn around and show my
bare ass and then push my hips forward showing a full basket.  The girls
giggled and the three young things blushed.

The girls painted and sketched awhile and then the bold one said "Hell,
take it all off."

And there I stood completely nude.  One of the young things squealed and
said that she didn't think it would look like that. Then one of the bold
ones asked Sis if she would have me pull my penis over to one side so that
the scrotum would show better.  I fooled around a bit but it wasn't right
and then the bold one took one of the innocent ones by the hand and said, "
Let's you and I show him how we want it to hang."

The bold one adjusted the light and told the innocent one where to place my
prick.  The innocent one wanted to know if she should touch me and the bold
one told her there was no other way.  With her thumb and fore finger she
picked up my prick and moved it over to one side.  When she let go it slid
right back where it came from.  All of the girls laughed and told her to
hold it there while they paint.

The bold one then told the girls that maybe there should be two in the
picture.  She took off her smock, took a place beside me and with her hand
took a hold of my dick, pulled it to one side and told the girls to paint.
She sort of milked it while she was holding and I soon had a full size
erection.  There was a lot of talk coming from the girls. Sis bawled me out
for not holding still and then the bold one had me stand side ways so they
could get a full view of my cock.

Someone suggested that I should look like a bronze statue and then it
wasn't long before they gave the three young ones spray cans and told them
to paint.  The bold one put her smock back on and instructed the girls how
to paint.  She had the one hold up my cock so that it could be painted on
the under side and then had me bend over so that my balls could be painted
from the rear.

All the time they were painting I was complaining about the pay and that
painting wasn't part of the bargain.  The girls all agreed that they would
wash me clean.  When the painting was completed I again came to a pose and
the girls attempted to paint.  One of the girls made a clay model of my
cock and balls.  She told the girls that she was going to take it home with
her and try it out for size.

When it came time to wash me clean, the three girls that did the painting
were assigned.  Sis got them buckets of warm water, soap and wash cloths.
We went out on the patio, over one of the drains and the girls started to
wash.  They started with my head and worked their way down.  When they got
to my pubic hair there was some hesitation.  And then the bold one told
them to grab a hold and wash but be gentle with the balls.  The girl
washing my cock couldn't believe what she had done when she accidentally
pulled the skin back on my dick.  She tried it several times and then old
Peter started to get hard in her hand.  She let go like it was alive.

With most of the paint off I jumped into the pool and did a few laps.  The
bold one took off her smock and joined me.  It wasn't long and Sis was in
with us and then all but one of the girls joined in.  The girl that didn't
said she was sorry but it just wasn't the right time.

The night air was cool and the water warm.  It was quite an experience to
be in the pool with Sis and nine other naked girls.  Sis swam right up to
me and gave old dork a touch then the bold one came up to me and straddled
my side rubbing her crotch up and down my leg.  She was on one side and Sis
was on the other.  In a matter of minutes I had nine naked, good looking
bodies surrounding me.

There were only two of the girls that knew I was Sis's brother, the others
wanted to know if I would come to the school and pose, if I was single and
where did I live.  It was Sis who broke the news to all of them that I was
her brother.  One of the innocent one exclaimed that she had a brother and
he would never do what I did.  One of the bold ones asked her if she had
ever asked him.  We all got out of the pool, dressed and went into the
house where it was warm.

Once in the house the conversation turned to brother, sister relationship.
Some of the girls wanted to know how long Sis and I had been disrobing in
front of each other. Sis told them that as long as she could remember and
that our father and mother enjoyed a romp in the nude. One of the girls
then asked if Sis and I did more than swim in the nude.  Sis then said, "
Well, we've played volley ball, walked up and down the beach and when there
was company and not enough beds we slept together."

The sleeping together brought on a lot of oohs and aaahs from the
girls. Then it turned into confession time.  The girl who said that her
brother would never do what I did said that she was going to ask her
brother to strip naked for her.  Another girl said she stood on a box,
looked through a window and watched her brother take a bath. She assumed
that what he was doing was masturbating.

Another girl admitted when she was fourteen, she baby sat for her ten year
old brother and when she got him ready for bed she played with his penis
but it wasn't very big.  The bold one said that she and her younger brother
got caught trying to fuck. Their father spanked them so hard that they
never tried it again.

The three virgins were shocked at what they were hearing but asked the most
questions.  I decided that they would talk more if I was not in the room so
I excused myself and went to my room.

As soon as the last girl left the house, Sis was in my room.  I told her to
bare all, get onto the bed as the naked bods in the pool made me a horny
one.  Sis had such a perfect body I kissed her from head to toe and then
tongued her clit till she was as worked up as I was. When she could no
longer stand the treatment I was administering I inserted long John deep.
We fucked ourselves to sleep and then awoke for another session.  It was
the sexiest workout I had had since leaving Okinawa.

Mom and dad were home for Christmas, Sis had her midterm break and then in
no time it was Easter time.  I was eligible for three weeks vacation and
decided to take one of them during Sis's spring break. Mom and dad spent
Easter week in Mexico and Sis and I spent several days at the cabin and the
remainder of the week at the beach.

Our first morning at the cabin, we sat at the window waiting for the two
kids from up the road.  The sun was high and the air warm.  We waited till
after twelve noon then to our park for a look.  We hadn't been to the park
in two years and didn't know what to expect.  The grass was high and the
lean to the kid's built was in need of repair.

I looked under the cedar tree and our strong box was still there.  I opened
the lid, the books and magazines were like we had left them.  On the inside
of the lid under; PROPERTY OF BUFORD AND NAOMI MORGAN -- 6-24-1961 was;
1969--JUNE 24---JAMES & JANE ANDERSEN. That was the first time we knew
their names.

We walked back to the cabin and on the way decided to walk down the road
and see if we could find the kids. About a mile from our place was a cabin
with ply-wood over all of the windows and the doors boarded shut.  There
was another cabin about a quarter of a mile beyond with an elderly man
working in his garden.  I introduced myself and then asked him if he knew
where the Andersen's lived.

He told us that we had passed the house where they had lived. The one that
was boarded up.  He then told us that late summer of 1970 the mother had
killed the twins and then committed suicide.  The mother had left a
note. The old man didn't know exactly what it said, but the deputy
mentioned something about incest and sin and the girl being pregnant.  We
walked back to our place feeling sad and decided to drive back to the ranch
house.

The rest of my vacation was spent between the ranch house and the beach.
Some days, Sis and I would be the only ones on the beach.  Very seldom did
we go out in to the water.  The water was always cold and we had a warm
pool at home for swimming.  During our vacation we managed to have sex
three times a day.  Every day we would have our shower together.

The folks were home and stayed home for awhile.  Sis completed her junior
year and was offered a job in a local art shop selling and appraising.
September dad and I, in a new camper van, took a trip to the Indian
country.  We made a stop at an all nudist, mobile home community in
southern Arizona.  I was surprised to learn that the pastor of the park's
church was J. Rodger O'Brian.

I told dad that J.R. and his wife Ann were friends of mine.  We located
their mobile home.  I rang the door bell and J.R. answered in the buff.  He
yelled to Ann that it was me and she came running, hugged and kissed me
wanting to know if Sis was with me.  I told her it was just dad and I.
They invited us to come in and stay a while.

The two of them were nude and it was plain to see that she was again
pregnant.  She excused herself and when she came back she had their
youngest in her arms.  A naked little boy sixteen months old.  He had red
hair like J.R. and a stubby little dick.

J.R. told us about the community.  There were over eight hundred families
living there, they had a grammar school, kindergarten to sixth grade and
Ann was one of the teachers.  Most of the adults had jobs in the city about
fifty miles north.  The community had a post office, a grocery store with
gas pump and there were two small industries.  One was a ceramics factory
and the other a wood working shop that made wooden toys.

The total area was 320 acres with eighty fenced.  They had two wells with
lots of water, a club house, two pools, a Protestant and catholic church.
Church services were held in the club house.  Everyone purchased their own
lot and most everyone had shares in the community.

J.R. showed us around the park.  Before we made the tour in his golf cart
he suggested that we remove our clothes.  The people we would meet would be
more friendly. It was kind of strange to see women shopping, people working
and kids playing, all in the nude.  It was different than the nude beach,
at the beach you either played volley ball or laid around soaking up the
sun. Here people did their everyday chores.

J.R. took us to the school.  They had two classes, one for kindergarten
through the third grade and one for the fourth to the sixth.  It was
strange to see this naked, well built teacher about twenty five sitting on
a stool reading to a mixed bunch of naked kids five to eight.  We were
introduced to the teacher and she in turn told the kids that we were
visitors.  We then visited the other class.  The teacher was a male about
six feet seven, 245 pounds with blond kinky hair, a giant of a man with the
biggest circumcised dick I had ever seen on a human.

It was time for recess and we all went out side.  The giant told dad and I
that he had a degree in engineering. After his senior year he played
pro-football for three years.  His wife was unhappy with the life they were
living.  She found an add for a teacher at a private school and one of the
requirements was that the teacher had to double as P.E. instructor.  They
applied for the job and were shocked when they first visited the community
and everyone was running around naked.  They had been there five years and
never plan to leave.  While we were talking his wife showed up with his
lunch.  We were introduced and I was amazed at her size.  She was maybe
five foot two, 102 lbs., dark complexion and the blackest hair.  They had
two kids, the oldest in the third grade.

After visiting the school, J.R. took us to the toy factory. Owner and three
employees did all of the work.  They all wore jock straps.  The owner told
us that the jock strap was a safety measure.  He didn't want to see anyone
becoming a soprano in his shop.

J.R. told dad and I that they hadn't had a cold day in over two years.  The
owner of the grocery store hasn't had on a stitch of clothing in over three
years.  Before we left, dad bought several lots and invested in the
community.

On the way back to the coast dad was making plans for his future.  He
wanted me to take over his developing and real estate business. He talked
about remodeling the cabin, selling the town house and he and mom spending
winters in Arizona and summers at the cabin. I told him I was well pleased
with my position at Highrise.  He then told me that it would take two or
three years before he was ready to hang it up.

My first day on the job, after vacation, Mr.  Ellis introduced me to the
new head of the art department.  Arturo ( Art ) Valencia came to Highrise
well recommended.  He was about two inches taller than I and four years
older.  Most of his formal art education was obtained in Mexico.

Several weeks after our introduction, Art approached me in the gym, asked
if I played racket ball and would I be interested. We played a hot fast
game and Art was damn good. After the game we had just enough time for a
quick shower, dress and get back to the desk. We managed to play racket
ball two or three times a week.

One time in the shower, after several weeks, Art mentioned that he didn't
feel like a freak around me.  That I was one of the few people that he had
met who wasn't circumcised and in school he was made fun of because he
wasn't and because he had a larger dick then the other kids. He then
commented that we were almost twins in the crotch department. It was then
that I took a good look at his equipment.  He was right.  When we had
finished showering we stood in front of the dressing mirror like a couple
of teenagers checking each other out. Our cocks were alike and our balls
hung the same.  He had a natural tan skin and mine was sun tanned.  The
only difference was his pubic hair.  His was black and straight and mine
was reddish and curly.

That night, in bed, I told Sis about Art.  She wanted to know all about him
and when she could meet him.  She reminded me that she had always said she
wouldn't get married till she found someone with a cock just like mine.
While we were talking she was stroking old Dork to a hard on.  Once hard
and throbbing she crawled aboard and fucked me till I promised to introduce
her to Art.  I mentioned that he may be married and then Sis said, " I
still have you."

I found out that Art was single and invited him to the house for a swim,
dinner and a chance to meet Sis. The date was set for a Saturday.  Sis
knocked her self out making sure everything was in order.  I think she fell
in love with Art at first sight. She went gaga when she saw the basket he
was carrying under his French cut trunks.

Art showed an interest in Sis's paintings and after supper, Sis invited Art
to go with her to an art showing in town.  It was close to mid night when
they got home.  Art excused himself, left for home and Sis wasted no time
in telling me about their date.  She told me that after the Art Show they
sat in the car and talked for a long time.  She was sure that he was still
a virgin.  He told her that he had always been busy with his career and she
was his first date.  He was an orphan and raised by his two old maid aunts.
All the time that they were in the car he never once tried to put his arm
around her or try to cop a feel.  He walked her to the door, said good
night and agreed to see her the next evening.  She told me that she had
invited him again to have supper and spend the evening.

Art was at our house most every night.  One evening after supper, Sis asked
Art if he had ever visited the nude beach.  His answer was no and he said
that he didn't even know that there was such a place.  After hearing his
answer, Sis started to make plans for the next Saturday. Art was a little
reluctant making all kinds of excuses.  Sis finally had her way and Art
agreed to go if I went.

Saturday at the beach parking lot, Sis was the first one out of the car and
the first one to disrobe.  Art had seen Sis in her bikini but never in the
buff.  He looked at her and then turned his back.  I started to undress and
told him that we always undressed at the parking lot so that we could lock
up our things in the car.  He was slow at undressing and when he had
completed he looked at me and said that he had never undressed in front of
a female before and was embarrassed.  Sis took him by the hand, told him
not to worry and led him to the beach.

Art was content sitting on the blanket talking to me but Sis didn't give
him much of a chance.  As soon as he was comfortable she talked him into
walking down the beach or visiting with some of her school friends.  At
days end, Art was happy to get back to the car and put on his clothes.

Back at the house, Sis suggested that we all go for a swim in the all
together.  Art said he had some things that he had to do and excused
himself.  After Art had gone, Sis told me that she was satisfied that Art
was the man she was going to marry.  That of all the men she had seen in
the nude, Art was the only one with cock and balls like mine.  And she said
that he never once made a pass at her.

A couple of weeks after we had been to the beach, Sis came home and told me
that she and Art were going to get married.  She had talked him into it and
the date was set for the first weekend in June after she had graduated.

We phoned the folks and mom made plans to move to the Ranch and help Sis
with the wedding arrangements.  The next day at work, Art wanted to talk.
He told me that he didn't know if he was doing the right thing or not.  He
thought that it would be good for his future with Highrise if he was
married but he was scared as hell because he didn't know anything about
women.  I laughed and told him that I didn't think anyone knew all there
was to know about women.  He then admitted to me that he had never had sex
with a women.  I told him not to worry that it would come to him just as
natural as walking.

For two months mom and Sis worked on the wedding.  Arrangements were made
for the wedding vows to be taken in the Crystal Church near Disneyland and
the reception at one of the large hotels near by.  Dad reserved a suite for
him and mom, the wedding suite for Sis and Art and a room for me, all on
the top floor.  The wedding was set for the first Saturday, June 1971.

It was a big wedding.  Dad gave the bride away and I was the best man.
There must have been over a hundred people at the reception. The reception
was the social event of the year.  Everyone of the bridesmaids, girls who
had been to the art party, wanted to dance with me.  Everyone was in a gay
and happy mood but me.  It finally dawned on me that I had lost my bed mate
and play chum of almost twenty one years.

Mom was wore out mentally and physically and dad was feeling no pain.  They
left the party early for their room and I followed a short time later.

Shortly after mid night there was a pounding on the door of my room.
Getting out of the bed, bare ass, I went to the door and with out inquiring
who was there, opened it.  Standing there, in her negligee, was Sis crying
worse that I had ever seen.  She put her arms around my neck and between
sobs she said " I want you so very much, please don't ever leave me.  I led
her into the room, closed the door and asked her what had happened.

The first thing she said was, "That dirty, cock sucking, son of a bitch is
a fucking queer."

"Now that you have told me what he is, tell me what happened."

"About mid night they turned down the lights and the band played a slow
dance.  Art and I slipped away to our suite unnoticed. Once in the room we
hugged and kissed a bit then we opened the bottle of iced champagne.  While
Art finished the wine, I went into the bedroom, undressed and put on the
sexy gown that mom had given me.  I yelled at Art to hurry that I needed
him bad.  He came in to the room and stood looking at me till I told him to
undress and get in bed.  I knew he was bashful and you had told me that he
was a virgin.  He finally undressed and stood there all naked and beautiful
with that gorgeous cock a hanging.  Then he hung his head and said ' I just
can't do it.  One of the most repulsive things I can think of is having sex
with a woman.  If you were your brother I would be in bed in a flash giving
him head or having him take me in the rear with his wonderful tool.  I only
married you so that I could be close to him.' I got out of bed, slapped his
face, put on my robe, called him a fucking queer and came to you."

Sis was still sobbing when I led her toward the bed.  She took off her robe
and gown, threw them on the floor and told me that she was never going to
wear them again.  With that we got in bed, cuddled up spoon fashion, she
took a hold of my prick and said, "Mr. Mattel, I---love---you."

Sis finally quit sobbing and went to sleep holding my dick.  In the morning
I awoke with one hell of an erection and with Sis still hanging on for dear
life. I slid Mr. Mattel out of Sis's grasp, slid out of bed, took a shower
and dressed.

I went down the hall to the wedding suite ready to knock Art on his ass.
The door was open, he and all of his things were gone. I then went down to
where dad and mom were and knocked on the door.  Dad answered and when I
had finished telling him what had happened he first said, " I'll kill the
son of a bitch."

I told him that Art was gone, and suggested that we have breakfast, check
out of the hotel and drive back to the Ranch House and then decide what to
do.  I woke Sis by kissing her breast and when she opened her eyes she put
her arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips, pulled away and said,
"Boo, I love you.  Lets fuck."  I told her what the plan was and while she
was taking a shower I removed her things from the suite.

Sis rode with me and we followed mom and dad to the ranch.  Sis played with
my cock all of the way.  It was only will power that kept me from coming
all over the front seat of the car.  Back at the ranch we unloaded all of
the wedding gifts from the station wagon and then spent the rest of the day
on the patio making plans for the future.

It was decided that dad and Sis would visit his attorney and get the
wedding annulled.  Mom and Sis would return all of the gifts and I was to
tell Mr. Ellis what had happened and ask for a couple week vacation to get
Sis out of town.

Monday morning, at work, I told Mr. Ellis what had happened.  He told me
that Art had showed up early Sunday morning, had the watchman let him in
and he removed his personal things.  Art also left a note saying he was
quitting and left a forwarding address for his final check. I was granted a
two week vacation.

By the end of the week all of the gifts were returned and Sis and I were on
our way to Arizona.  We only made it to San Diego that first day.  We
checked in to a hotel about noon and I registered as Mr. & Mrs. Buford
Morgan.  Once in our room we wasted no time in stripping.  We had almost
three months of celibacy to take care of.  The next morning we were out of
the bed for the first time in ten hours.  We showered, dressed, checked out
of the hotel and were on our way to Arizona.

I drove and Sis played with her Mr. Mattel.  East of Yuma we pulled off of
the highway onto a small desert road at the insistence of Sis.  She wanted
to fuck.  It was late night when we pulled into the motor home park.  Since
dad and I had been there, he placed a double motor home on his lots.  It
was the most beautiful unit in the park.  We striped naked and I told Sis
that we didn't have to dress till we were ready to leave for home.  We
called home to check in with the folks and then spent the night bringing
each other to a climax, resting and then arousing each other for another
round of sexual love.

In the morning we called J. Rodger O'Brian and Ann.  They were surprised to
hear from us.  I told them that we hadn't had breakfast and as soon as we
did, would come over and bring them up to date.  I had Sis carry her purse
because I had no place to carry my wallet.  We walked bare ass to the store
and purchased several bags of groceries.  It seemed odd to walk naked to
the store and to be waited on by naked people. After we had eaten, I called
J.  Rodger and told him we would be there just as fast as we could walk the
ten blocks.  J. Rodger asked me why we wanted to walk when we could ride
the bicycles.  He told me that dad had a couple of cycles in the storage
shed at the end of the car port.

We rode the bicycles.  Pumping a bicycle in the nude can cause problems. In
the ten blocks I believe I crushed my nuts that many times.  The O'Brians
treated us like long lost members of the family.  Ann kissed Sis and kissed
and hugged me.  J.  Rodger shook my hand and kissed and hugged Sis.  Just
seeing Ann made my balls stir, remembering the nights we spent together.

We talked. They wanted to know what had happened with the wedding.  They
had received the letter and the returned gift.  Sis told them about Art
being a queer and that we would be spending two weeks at the motor home
park so she could get away from the nosey people at home. Little O'Brian
who was now two and a half came into the room to see who his folks were
talking to.  Ann excused herself and got their latest which was a girl nine
months old.

The O'Brians each had a bicycle with a basket for one of the kids to ride
in.  The four of us and the kids made a tour of the park pointing out the
sights to Sis.  We were introduced to people and before we got back to the
O'Brian's home a get acquainted potluck was planed for that evening at the
club house.

J.R. and Ann would introduce us as Buford and Naomi Morgan.  Most of the
people we met assumed that we were newly weds. After eating and drinking
there was music and the dancing started.  I danced with most of the women
and Sis with most of the men.

That night in bed, Sis mentioned about dancing with the coach and how his
big dick about beat her to death.  She also wondered, like me, how his so
very small wife was able to take such a monstrous hunk of meat. Sis asked
me how I kept from getting a hard on dancing with all of the ladies.  I
told her that I just didn't think about it, but now that she brought up the
subject I was getting horny.  Sis grabbed my cock and said, "God I love
you."

In the morning we took our shower and under the running water she sucked me
off.  When she had finished me off she said, "I'm glad it's mine and not
that queer son of a bitch."

After breakfast we went to J.R's church and after church we rode our bikes
to the pool area and laid around on the grass and watched the people.  When
it felt like the hot, dry Arizona sun was getting to us we would dive into
the pool and cool off.  It was the teenagers that we got the most fun out
of watching.  Every once in a while we would see a young lad and his girl
friend wander off or we would see one of the older boys with three or four
girls just sitting and talking.

There was one young lad laying on his back day dreaming.  While we were
watching him, his prick erected and was pointing to the heavens.  Another
boy near by, shook him and said loud enough for us to hear, "Hey Joe, cool
it."  With that the kid got up and jumped into the pool.  It was common to
see young kids with boners and we would speculate if any of them had
sisters and if they did, did they play around like we did.

Every day we would pump our bikes around the park.  Fifty percent of the
residence were retired, senior citizens and the remainder were young
couples starting a family.  We would stop and talk to anyone who was
willing to listen.  Everyone was friendly.  It seemed kind of strange at
first to stand naked and talk to someone old enough to be our grandparents
who were also naked.

The two weeks went by fast and when it came time to go we were both
reluctant to leave.  We spent our last evening with J. Rodger and Ann.
When it was time to go, Ann kissed me good by, reached down between us and
took a hold of my cock.  She told me that she would never forget how good I
had been to her and the wonderful time I had shown her.