Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2001 21:10:57 -0700
From: Anonymous
Subject: Sis an' I 7

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 7

The flight went just fine.  The bride sat with Sis and told her that she
did what Sis had recommended.  It seems that he was half asleep when she
pulled back the sheet and took his limp cock in her mouth before he knew
what was happening.  He told her to stop that only perverts did that.  She
kept on sucking , he got hard and quit talking.  He did just what Sis said
he would.  He grabbed her head and told her not to stop.  She was so
excited that she didn't even know when he had come.  His dick started to
get soft and he said that he was sorry that he didn't have time to tell her
that he was coming.  It wasn't long before he got another hard on and said
it was his turn.  He removed his pajama bottom and her nightie and with out
saying anything he got between her legs and started to give her head.  She
suggested that they do each other at the same time and they did.  She
climaxed twice and he came once before they quit.  She told Sis that he
woke her up in the middle of the night and wanted to make love.  He kissed
her all over and she kissed him all over and then they fucked like they had
in the past.  He came while she was having her second climax.  It was the
first time they slept in the nude and it was so sensual that they will
never again wear anything in bed.

The groom was sitting next to me and wanted to know if everyone had to go
to the clothing optional beach.  I told him that I was sure they had other
beaches and was sure that we would go to the nude beach.  He then wanted to
know if he could ask me some personal questions. I told him that if I
thought they were too personal I wouldn't answer.  He then asked how long
Sis and I had been married. I told him several years and then he wanted to
know what the relationship was between Sis and mom.  He thought they looked
enough alike to be related.  I told him it was just a coincidence.  He then
got brave and asked me questions about our love making. He asked me if we,
Sis and I, ever had oral sex.  I told him that we had probably had sex
every way there was except anal.

I asked him where they were from and he told me Salt Lake.  They were
Mormon and both from wealthy families.  They had had sex several times
before they got married.  It was the first time for them both.  He and she
were collage graduates and he was going to work for his father when the
returned home.  Their parents were paying for their honeymoon.

A limo drove the six of us to the hotel.  We were assigned to three
bungalows on the beach.  While we were checking in, dad was quizzing one of
the bell hops about a car and driver for three days. Once we were settled
in our bungalows, mom, dad, Sis and I headed for the nude beach.  After
about an hour the newly weds joined us.  She was wearing a bikini and he
was wearing trunks.  They made small talk for awhile and then she said,
"Let's do it." and then with little effort she removed her bikini. He
hesitated and then it was, "Oh hell." and he stepped out of his trunks.

I don't know why it is; but every time I see someone in the nude for the
first time I have to check out their genital department.  He was
circumcised with an average size cock and what looked like one ball.  I
learned later that he lost one ball bull riding while in collage.  She was
a real blond with very sparse pubic hair.  When it was wet it looked like
she was clean shaven.

When she and Sis were alone on the beach she told Sis that while they were
undressing for the beach he got horny, almost wild.  He threw her on the
bed, gave her a tongue job till she couldn't stand it any more and then he
fucked her like never before.  She thought that it was the most wonderful
thing that had ever happened to her. She asked Sis if I had a deformed
prick and if I had inherited it from my father.  Sis explained to her about
circumcision and how the foreskin slid back.  She mentioned that my dick
was much longer then her husband's and she knew that I had inherited it
from my father because they were both the same size.

When we were all together, the groom wanted to know what our plans were.
Dad told him that we were going to spend the rest of the day at the hotel
and then the next three days we would be seeing the sights.  We would sight
see and the ladies would shop in the morning while it was cool and at noon
we would be returning to the hotel and siesta till evening.  In the evening
we would be doing the night life.  The Mormon groom asked if he and his
wife could go along and if dad would order a limo he would pay for it. He
then invited us to be their guest for supper that evening.

We met the next morning with the five of us in the back of the limo and dad
in the front with the driver.  We drove for sometime and ended up at an
ancient temple in the jungle north of Bangkok.  It was an ancient temple of
love.  Carved in stone were the 57 positions of sexual intercourse.  There
were statues of small men with humongous pricks and small women with large
round breast. Around the temple were statues of animals.  Female animals,
male animals with hard ons and animals copulating.  There were carved out
of stone upright phalluses with testicles attached.  They made a perfect
seat.  The women sat on the balls and used the phallus for a back rest.

Inside the temple on one of the walls was a stone relief showing the
development of women.  From a child to a mature woman in about every
imaginable pose.  On the opposite wall was the same for the male gender.
The center wall had a large stone relief of the mature woman and the mature
man doing the 69.

Sis took a lot of pictures to show her art classes, the couple from Utah
just took pictures and whispered to each other.  Mom said the whole thing
was a work of art but disgusting and dad said that nothing had changed in
the past thousand years.

It was a long drive and by the time we returned to the hotel it was time
for lunch and siesta time Dad invited our driver in for lunch and to
discuss plans for the evening.  He told us of a gourmet restaurant that had
entertainment and of several late shows.  The driver suggested what he
called, "The ladies show."  He told us of two other shows that we should
see before we left Bangkok. The "Man show" and the "Lady-Man show."
Arrangements were made for the driver to pick us up at seven for supper and
then to the show.

During our time on the beach, Sis and the Mormon girl took a long walk.  In
our room while Sis and I were getting ready for supper, Sis told me that
the Mormon girl, Martha Young, asked her a lot of questions about my prick.
How long did it get and when it was hard, what happen to the foreskin and
did it hurt when the skin was pulled back ?  She wanted to know if Sis
would let her feel my dick being that we were all running around naked. Sis
told her that she didn't mind as long as she didn't see her or hear about
it.  If she wanted to cop a feel it was up to her.  Sis then asked me if I
would mind.  She, Sis, was curious to know if the girl would take a hold of
my prick if she had the opportunity and suggested that after the show the
four of us get into the hot tub with me in between the two girls.

Like in Morocco, we invited our driver to have dinner with us.  He helped
us with the menu and explained about Thai food.  We had local entertainment
with our meal.  Topless Thai girls dancing to native music.  Nothing sexy
but damn artistic.

Before we got to the show our driver explained to us that only men went to
the "Lady show" but he would talk to the owner, who he knew, and see if it
would be alright.  He talked to the owner and for a few extra dollars we
were able to get the ladies in.  Once in side our driver told us that after
the show, men would pick out one or two of the lady entertainers, pay the
owner and the ladies would be theirs for the rest of the night.  That is
why we had to pay extra; because we had our own ladies.  Looking around the
room, Sis, mom, and the lady Mormon were the only women present and were
well looked at by the men present.

The lights dimmed and onto the stage came the ladies, at least fifteen. All
were topless except three or four who were naked and no older than ten or
eleven.  They danced to recorded native music and after a while the young
naked ones helped the older ones remove their pantaloons.  When all were
naked the orgy started with the young girls assisting.  It was hard trying
to watch all that was going on.  Everything that two or three girls could
do to each other was done. In the dim I looked around and noticed several
of the men in the audience were jacking off.  I brought it to Sis's
attention and she in turn told mom and the lady from Utah.  I don't know if
mom ever saw a man jack off before but the bride let us all know that she
had never.  She asked her husband if he had ever done that which
embarrassed hell out of him.

The orgy finally came to a halt, the lights came on and the girls all stood
in a line.  The owner, pimp, M.C. or what ever he was came on stage and
started an auction.  The real young girls brought the highest bid and the
bidders were all Europeans, fifty or older.  It was kind of discusting to
see a fifty year old man walk off with a ten year old girl.

After the show we returned to the hotel.  Dad said he was tired and not
feeling too good and wanted to go to bed.  Mom went with him and Sis and I
said we were going to make use of the jacuzzi before we turned in.  Martha
and Joseph Young asked if they could join us and Sis told them to be our
guest.  By the time Sis and I got to the jacuzzi the Youngs were already
there. I got in next to the bride from Utah and Sis occupied the spot to my
left.  We had been in the tub but a short time when I felt a hand on my
right knee.  I reached to my left and made sure it wasn't Sis's hand.  The
hand would move up my thigh a few inches and then stop, eventually it
reached my cock and stoped.  I looked at Sis winked but never said a word.

The hand soon wrapped it's fingers around my prick and squeezed.  The hand
moved toward the end and with thumb and forefinger slid the foreskin gently
back and then forward.  Old Peter was getting hard and the hand again took
a firm grip.  I took Sis's hand and placed it on the hand that was jacking
me off.  The hand retracted like it had been hit with 440 volts.  I stood
up with eight and a half inches of hard prick sticking straight out and
said, "I have an item that my wife has to take care of immediately." With
that said Sis and I, hand in hand, returned to our bungalow leaving the
Youngs with a ,"WHAT THE HELL", look on their face.

The next morning the Youngs were late for breakfast.  When they did show
they both looked like they had run a marathon.  When our driver arrived we
made the decision to tour the shopping area so that the women could shop.
Dad decided to stay back at the hotel and lay on the beach and rest for the
night life.  Mom, Sis the Youngs and I put ourselves in the hands of the
driver.  Joseph rode in the front seat and quizzed the driver about what we
would be seeing and if there were any sex shops in Bangkok.  He was
informed that there were plenty.  The ladies wanted to look for clothes and
art work so that was the first thing on the agenda.

I didn't see a thing that I wanted but Sis bought some wood carvings for
the ranch house and her art studio. Mom bought gifts for folks and friends
at home and the Youngs bought anything they saw that had a nude on
it. After several hours of looking and haggling that bored the hell out of
me, our driver drove us to the sex shops.  The Youngs were like kids in a
candy shop.  Mom sat in the limo and Sis and I followed the Youngs.  They
told Sis and I that they had never seen anything at home to match what
they've seen so far.  They bought over $500.00 worth of pornography to take
home.

We went into a shop that had nothing but dilldoes.  Big ones, small ones,
battery operated vibrators of all sizes and color.  Joseph bought a gold
and jeweled cock ring.  The owner took him and his wife into the back room
and showed him how to put it on.  He came out and told Sis and I that he
was going to wear it to the beach and show us, "How bitching it looked." He
also said that it was too damn bad that they didn't have one big enough for
me.  In that one shop they bought several hundred dollars of marital aids.

We had lunch in the city and all during lunch the Mormon girl told mom of
all the things they had purchased and ask mom if she and dad had ever used
any marital aids.  Mom was shocked to have such a question asked her. She
then told the girl that she never found it necessary to use artificial
means to have a happy married life.  After lunch we returned to the hotel
and joined dad on the beach.  Soon we were joined by the Youngs.  When dad
saw the gold ring around Joseph's cock and balls he said, " What the hell,
you some kind of a dandy ?"

Joseph strutted around showing off his new toy.  The cock ring kept his
ball and dick up tight.  His cock was straight out and half hard.  It
looked uncomfortable as hell.  It even looked like it would hurt.  He told
me that according to the man at the shop the ring was to keep him from
coming so quick.

When the girl and Sis were alone she told Sis that she had bought a set of
silver bongo balls and had them in place.  She said that just walking
around made her almost come to a climax.  The man at the sex shop showed
them to her and Joseph when they were in the back room putting on the cock
ring.  He told her how to insert them and how to walk without the balls
falling out.  The man told her that for the best effect she should insert
them and then swing in a hammock.

That evening our driver was right on time.  On the way to a restaurant,
different from the one we visited the night before, he told us the "Man
Show" was attended by men and women and after the show there would be an
auction.  The restaurant was Chinese and he ordered for us a twenty course
dinner.  He xplained that we had lots of time, the show didn't start till
eleven and there was only one show.  He had reserved seats for us through a
friend of his.

The theater was arranged like the previous one.  Tables in front of a low
stage with our table in the front row.  Looking around I think there was
more women then men.  By their dress you could tell they were loaded with
money.  Most of the women were stag and European.  The men present were of
the world, Arabic, Oriental, Scandinavian, European and even two Jews.

We were each given a program that was printed in several languages.  We all
had to laugh at the translation.  The first act was listed as " The Glands
of the World".  Lights out and the show began.  The first act was just like
Go go dancers from home.  Well built young men dressed in different
costumes.  They would come onto the stage, do their dance and strip.  The
only difference then at home was that they would strip to the skin and then
stay on the stage posing during the next dancers act.  The stage was soon
filled with ten naked studs, black, white, tan, short and tall.  One of the
dancers was a black about five ten with the blackest cock and bigger then
the donkey fucker we saw in Morocco.  By contrast there was a six foot six
Scandinavian who was clean shaven, not pubic hair one and well endowed.  Of
the ten, there was not a circumcised one in the lot.

Act two consisted of Thailand natives.  Fifteen, all naked, from age five
to an adult about twenty.  They lined up on the stage with the youngest one
at one end and the oldest at the other.  After five minutes of gymnastics
the youngest ran over to the oldest and started to suck his cock.  He only
sucked for a few seconds when the next oldest pushed him out of the way and
started to suck.  This continued till all had a suck at the oldest ones
cock.  And then it was daisy chain time.  The oldest sucked the cock of the
next to the oldest and so on down the line with the youngest sucking off
the oldest.  The older one was sucked to climax and after he came the boys
under nine quit what they were doing and licked the older one clean.

Sucking complete they lined up in the original order and played with their
cocks till they all achieved an erection.  From the very start of act one
the women in the audience were clapping and cheering.  I noticed that our
friends from Utah were sitting on the edge of their chairs with their eyes
glued to the stage.  Once in a while they would whisper to each other, she
would make a grab for his crotch and then French kiss.

The boys on the stage, erections achieved, formed another daisy chain and
it was butt fuck time.  The youngest of the group was some kind of a
comedian.  While he was being screwed by a boy not much older then he was,
he was having a difficult time trying to get his little dick into the
oldest of the bunch.  He jumped forward disengaging his ass from the
embedded prick, ran to the edge of the stage and got a foot stool.  On the
stool he was about the right height but his dick was too small and the big
guy wasn't much help.  While all the ass fucking was going on the little
guy was running around the stage trying to find some place to stick his
cock. After about five minutes all of the action on the stage had come to
an end with the exception of the little guy.  He stood on his stool and
gave all of them hell.  When he had finished, each of the nine came by and
kissed his little dick.

The last act was listed on the program as "Gland Tricks." I whispered to
Sis that our Mormon friend was jacking off her husband.  She had her hand
under the table and was giving him a number one hand job oblivious of what
was going on around them. She came out of her trance when the light dimmed
and the women around us started to scream.  On stage was the black stud
bare ass with one of the young kids from the previous act.

The black dude stood there flexing his muscles with the young kid on his
knees playing with that monstrous black prick.  The little guy with a lot
of cheering from the audience and work on his part erected the black prick.
Hard, it was as big as the little guys arm.  To show how hard and strong
the big guy's cock was the little guy hung a one kilo ( 2.2 lb.) weight on
the end of that black pole.  The prick didn't bent till the second weight
was placed.

The little guy then bent copper bands around the prick and threw them to
the audience.  Sis and the Mormon girl each got one. They were able to wear
them as bracelets.  The big guy laid down on the stage with that black
thing sticking straight up, the little guy spread the cheeks of his ass and
sat on the head. Penetration was impossible.  The black guy stood up and
turned side ways so everyone could get a good look at his cock.  A man
dressed in a tux came out onto the stage and in English, German, Spanish
and Oriental announced that anyone who dared, man or women, was welcome to
come onto the stage and try to satisfy the black dude.

It looked for a minute like the Mormon girl was going to be the volunteer
but a large Jewish lady about as old as mom was on the stage before the man
in the tux quit talking.  She spit on her hands and rubbed the prick.  The
black guy laid down and the woman pulled up her dress, ripped off her under
drawers and impaled herself facing the audience.  While she was bouncing up
and down the crowd was yelling.  Even dad let out a yell.

It only took a few minutes with that Jew gal bouncing up and down before
she yelled something like, "Ach, I'm cahmming."  She fell back in a faint,
the black cock flopped out, the stud pushed her to the side, stood up, gave
his cock a few pumps and squirt come all over her dress.  The guy in the
tux helped the lady to her feet and the lady yelled and said, " I vant him,
I'll pay anything for him."  The stud lead the lady off the stage and the
tux man announced that the auction was about to start.

The house lights came on and the stage was filled with naked bodies, the
big white stud from the first act and all of the second act.  When the
white blond with big cock was put up for sale our Mormon friends were the
first to bid.  The bidding got up to one thousand and Joseph yelled, "
Twelve fifty."  He was the high bidder.  After he paid he told me that he,
his wife and the blond would take a taxi to the hotel.  I assured him that
there was plenty room in the limo and besides he was paying for the limo.

On the way back to the hotel I learned that the white go go dancer was
twenty two, his name was Van and he was from Hackensack, New Jersey.  He
told us that he wasn't gay but bi-sexual and was working to make enough to
buy a ticket home.  I said, "With twelve fifty, you ought to buy a ticket
home."  He replied that he only got ten percent and his room and board.  He
had to buy his own costumes.  As soon as we arrived at the hotel the Youngs
and their male prostitute headed for their bungalow.  Mom and dad headed
for their bed, Sis and I to our bungalow, stripped and went for a naked
romp on the beach.

The next morning after breakfast dad and mom wanted to go into town, Sis
and I wanted to stay at the hotel.  The Youngs were still in their
quarters.  I told the folks that I would check with the Youngs and see what
their plans were.  I knocked on their door and received a "Come in."  I
opened the door and there they were the three of them on the bed.  Naked
with the stud in the middle still asleep with Martha's head on his stomach
and her hand full of limp cock and balls.  Joseph wanted to know if I
wanted to join them I said no and told him that the folks wanted to take
the limo into town.  And that Sis and I were spending the day on the beach.
Joseph, who just a couple of days before was reluctant to join us at the
nude beach, was laying on the bed, playing with his cock, telling me that
he sucked a cock for the first time and how wonderful it was.  And he had
made a deal with Van to spend the day with them for a ticket home with him
and Martha.

As soon as mom and dad were on their way I told Sis what the Youngs were up
to, we returned to our bungalow and undressed for the beach.  On the way we
stoped by the Young's bungalow to see what was going on.  We opened the
door and there was Joseph sucking Van's cock, Martha sucking Joseph and Van
eating Martha.  Joseph quit sucking long enough to ask us to join them that
if three could have so much fun what could five do ??  We declined and
headed for the beach.

We had been on the beach, in the shade of a banyan tree, for over an hour
when the Youngs and their play boy joined us.  The first thing I noticed
was that Van was wearing Joseph's cock ring.  It looked better on Van.  He
had two balls and didn't have any pubic hair to cover it. Joseph and Van
moved down the beach to the next banyan, Van didn't want to get sun burned
and the Mormon wanted privacy.  Martha stayed with Sis and I.  As usual she
was talkative and wanted to tell us of their sexual adventure.

Once in their bungalow they asked Van what they should do.  He told them
that he was their slave and he would do anything they wanted.  They asked
him to strip so that they could get a good look.  All three of them naked,
got onto the bed and Martha and Joseph each felt and played with his penis.
It was the first time Joseph had felt any prick other then his own and the
second one for Martha.  She said that Van's penis looked so beautiful when
hard and with the foreskin pulled back the head look delicious.  She asked
her husband if she could kiss it.  He told her to suck it that it was a
turn on for him.  It was alright with Van and before she could finish him
off Joseph told her to stop, he wanted see what it was like.  She got so
excited watching Joseph suck that beautiful white cock and Joseph had an
erection that wasn't being used, so she sucked Joseph while he sucked Van.

She told us that after the two men had come, she laid on the bed between
them and played with the two pricks till they got hard.  Once the pricks
were hard she ask Joseph if Van could fuck her, she wanted to know if an
uncircumcised penis felt like a cut one.  Van agreed to do it but said that
his forte was boys.  She said that she couldn't tell , once it was in her,
if it was cut or not; but Van had a much larger penis then Joseph and this
she noticed.  While Van was fucking her, Joseph got down so that he could
get a good look and ended up licking Van's balls and his cock every time it
was on the up stroke.  After Van had finished he and Joseph got into the 69
and sucked each other.  Joseph came real fast and it took Van a long
time. This Joseph liked because he wanted to get as much of Van's prick as
he could.

Martha told us that Van had talked Joseph into being butt fucked. Joseph
was all hot to let Van have his ass.  They tried but Van's prick was too
big and Joseph's hole was too small.  They tried using her hand lotion and
her KY jelly but nothing would work.  Van said that it was because Joseph
hadn't learned how to relax and suggested that Joseph fuck him.  Joseph did
while Martha played with Van's cock.  Both Van and Joseph came about the
same time and Joseph told Martha that ass was much better then cunt.

They all three fell asleep and she vaguely remembered me knocking on the
door and Joseph telling me to come in.  She said that after I had left they
got horny and started to fool around again.  She wanted to suck Van's cock
again but Joseph beat her to it and she was left with Joe's.  When Sis and
I came into their quarters and found them sucking each other she was hoping
that we would join them.  She asked if we would join them after the show
that evening. We told her that we were not into groupe sex.

Van and Joseph joined us, each with a half hard on.  Joseph told us that he
and Van would be using the limo as soon as the folks got back.  They wanted
to go into town and get Van's things and then make arrangements to fly to
Maui the next day.  Joseph's parents owned a condo in Maui and they would
spend their last week of honeymoon there.  His plans were to take Van to
Utah with them and have him live with him and Martha.  He was sure that his
father would give Van a job. He told Sis and I that he and Van decided that
they didn't want to go to the show that evening that they wanted to stay
behind and make plans for the future.  Martha decided that she didn't want
to see the show either and would stay behind with the two men.  Joseph
wanted Sis and I to come to their bungalow after the show for a good-by
party.  I told him not to plan on it.

As soon as mom and dad got back Joseph and Van left for town and Martha
stayed with the four of us.  Sis and I had a hard time keeping Martha from
telling mom what all she and her husband had been doing with Van.  Sis took
her for a walk down the beach and told her that the folks didn't like to
hear about what other people did in bed.

While mom and dad were in town dad decided to cut the planed trip short.
He wasn't feeling to good and didn't care about Tokyo, Singapore or Hong
Kong.  He wanted to see Okinawa one more time and then go home. Our flight
would leave Bangkok at eleven the next morning and we would see about a
place to stay when we got there.

Just before it was time to leave the beach and get ready for the show, Van
and Joseph arrived.  He told me that they had their tickets for Maui and
picked up all of Van's things.  While they were at the dorm to get Vans
things he had a chance to visit with some of the cast from the show.  He
got to meet the black guy with the big prick and even got to feel it.  It
was a high light of the trip that he will never forget.  He also told me
that while they were in town they went to the sex shop and Van helped him
select a butt plug.  He explained to me that a butt plug would help him
prepare his ass hole so that Van would be able to fuck him.

It was only mom, dad, Sis and I in the limo with our driver, driving into
Bangkok for dinner and the " Lady-Man" show.  The driver told us that he
had already made arrangements and we had a box seat for six.  He told us
that the show was very artistic and there would not be an auction like the
other shows.  Since we had a box, we would have our own waiter who would
serve us our drinks and finger food.  He suggested that we have a light
supper because the food at the theater was very good.  He told us that
there were always a lot of Americans at the " Lady-Man" show.

Since we had a box for six we invited our driver to see the show with us.
It was a large box above and to the right of the stage.  Our waiter was
young boy who was an apprentice singer dancer.  Our driver told us that our
waiter and some of the apprentice singer dancers were castrated when
babies. He talked to the boy and the boy was very proud that he had been
chosen to be an entertainer, pulled up his skirt and showed us that he had
been castrated.  The job must have been done by a surgeon.  There was no
scar or the slightest sign of a scrotum.  Just smooth skin under his prick
which wasn't very big.

The show started with a very young boy and girl dressed in silk native
clothes doing a native dance. They were bare foot and the girl had lots of
bangles on her wrist and ankles.  They were very graceful with their hands
and feet.  After about five minutes of dancing they disrobed and repeated
the routine naked.  When they had finished an older boy and girl did there
thing on the stage and repeated the act naked.  The driver told us that the
reason they did the dance naked was for the benefit of the scouts in the
audience.  If they danced good and had a perfect body they would be hired
to preform in other cities in the Indies.

The show progressed with each couple being older and doing a more difficult
dance.  I noticed that none of the performers had any body hair, they
either didn't have any or were clean shaven.  I asked our driver about this
and he said that when very young the hairs were pulled out as soon as they
appeared.  When the act reached an age level of about twenty it was
intermission time.  Our serving boy was not only an outstanding waiter but
a first class bar tender.  Mom and Sis both agreed that if he could cook he
would be a prize to take home. And dad said that we wouldn't have to worry
about him screwing the maid.

The theater was darkened as well as the stage.  We could detect movement on
the stage and when the stage lights came on there were fifteen couples,
young men and women all naked.  Their bodies were painted white and the
stage lights were blue.  Each couple was in a pose like the stone carvings
at the love temple.  They held their pose for about five minutes, the
lights came on and they all took their bow. There was only two of the men
that didn't have a hard on.  This created a cheer from the audience.

The last and final act were a male and female contortionist.  They were
dressed in white, silk body sacks that were skin tight.  Both were short
and skinny as a rail.  I don't think the two of them together weighed a
hundred and fifty pounds. But they sure could tie themselves up in knots.
They had no trouble putting their head in their crotch and their legs
wrapped around their neck.  The two of them formed one large knot and
eventually untied themselves.  Once untied, he removed the shoulder straps
from her body suit and striped her like skinning a snake.  She now stood
before us naked and did the same to him.  Both of them naked they repeated
what they had done before.  The grand finale was when he sucked his own
cock and she lapped her own cunt.

Show over and back at the hotel, we went to our bungalows to pack for the
next day.  Mom and dad went their way and Sis and I our's.  In our quarters
Sis reminded me about the time I tried to suck my own cock without much
success.  She said the trouble was that I was too fat and not a Thai.  The
Thai native did it and he only had a short prick.

We decided to check up on the Youngs before going to bed.  We tried their
door, found it unlocked and entered unannounced.  What a sight. Martha was
laying on her stomach on the bed which was spotted with blood and her ass
was bloody.  The two men were standing, each with a bloody cock trying to
revive Martha who had fainted.  She was just coming around when we arrived.
We were told that Joseph had fucked her in the ass to loosen her up for
Van.  She fainted when Van stuck her with his monster.  Joseph was all
happy because he and Martha were no longer ass hole virgins.  He told Sis
and I how Van exercised his hole with the butt plug and with a little
effort was able to enter him with his big dick.  Van was happy and Joseph
said he was a little sore.  They were all going to the jakuzzi and after a
warm water bath Joseph wanted Van to fuck him again.  He said it was a most
wonderful feeling and wanted to know if Sis and I would like to watch.  We
told them good night and never saw them again.

We landed at Naha, Okinawa, cleared customs, rented a car and I drove.  We
headed north to Nago and were lucky to find lodging in a new hotel.  We had
the top floor suite.  Two bed rooms, two baths, a jakuzzi, a sitting room
and two full time maids who couldn't speak English.  While the ladies took
a bath in the jakuzzi, dad and I drove out of town and located the Tea
House that "O" and I had visited.  We talked to the mama san and she
remembered me being there with "O".  She asked about "O", patted my crotch
and told dad that the girls still talk about the Marine lieutenant with the
beautiful penis.

When asked, we were told by the mama san that the tea house had a service
for men and their ladies.  We made arrangements for the next day and were
assured that we would be well pleased.  Returning to our suite, we found
mom and Sis bathed and well rested.  They were ready to see the town.  Mom
requested that we see no more sex shows.  There couldn't possibly be
anything in the line of sex that we hadn't already seen.  I assured mom
that there were no sex shows on Okinawa and that we would spend the
remainder of the day sight seeing.

We spent that evening at the hotel.  I think that we were the only
occidentals in residence.  We enjoyed ourselves watching the Japanese
tourist watching us.  The next day the ladies shopped and at 2:00 PM dad
and I delivered them to the tea house.  After leaving our shoes on the
front porch we were greeted by mama san and four ladies dressed in kimonos.
Mom and Sis wanted to know what was going on.  I told them that we were
going to spend the rest of the day like rich Japanese.

Two girls led mom and dad off to a room and we followed two girls to our
room.  There we striped, the girls taking care of our clothes and we were
led to the garden which had a large wooden hot tub.  Mom and dad joined us
and we were each washed before we got into the tub.  It was a kind of turn
on for Sis and I to watch the girls wash and soap mom and dad.  Mom stated
that she never thought that she would stand by and watch some other woman
wash her husbands penis.

The water was warm and the girls kept adding dippers of hot, perfumed
water.  The water soon became so warm that we began to break out in a
sweat.  At that point, the girls motioned for us to get out of the tub.
They dried us and presented each of us with a white robe and slippers.  We
were each placed on a stool and given a manicure, pedicure and the ladies a
hair do.

A girl took each of us by the arm and lead us around the garden.  It was a
beautiful Japanese garden with lots of running water and in the center a
large white, marble phallus about six feet tall.  It was sculpted by a true
artist, perfect in every detail.  By the time we finished touring the
garden it was almost four o'clock.  We were lead into the tea room and
seated on the floor at a low table.  We were served.  All of the food was
served in dainty portions.  After every serving of solid food we were
served a tasty cup of broth. Tempura, raw fish, rice and lots of hot saki.
After two hours of eating we were served spiced cakes and a herb tea.  With
all of the eating I never felt full but after the spiced cakes and herb tea
I began to feel horny.

We were lead from the tea room back to the garden.  We sat on benches and
listen to the girls sing oriental type music.  It was romantic as hell
sitting close to Sis and I noticed that mom and dad were sitting close and
holding hands.  It was beginning to get dark and the lanterns were lit.
The entertainment over, mom and dad were lead off to a room on one side of
the garden and we to the other.  In the room was a tub and two pads on the
floor.  The girls removed our robes and we were again given a bath.  The
two girls got into the tub with us and we were massaged.  Out of the tub we
were dried and it was indicated that we should lay down on the pads.  Sis
was on her stomach and I was on mine.  Sis had a girl attend to her and I
had one to attend to me.  My back was rubbed and the cheeks of my ass
kneaded.  My legs and feet massaged.  The girl had me roll over and she
went to work on my front side.  I looked over at Sis and she was having her
front side worked on.  As soon as the girl started to work on my belly old
prick began to rise.  Sis reached over and took a hold of my hand and
whispered she had a feeling of wanting to be loved.  My dork got about as
hard as it could without splitting.  I had that feeling at the base of my
cock like I was about to come.  That feeling you get when you jack off and
don't know if you want to hold back and give it another jack or come.  Sis
squeezed my hand and said, " God, when are they going to let us alone.  I
can't stand it.  I want you inside me now.  I've already had one climax and
ready for another.  Tell them to go Boo."

The girls got the word without me saying anything.  The girl working on me
produced a jar of green, slimy looking stuff and rubbed it all over my cock
and balls.  What was left on her hand she put on Sis's vagina and
disappeared with the other girl.  They weren't even out of the room when I
rolled over on top of Sis and she had my prick in her box.  I had the
feeling of coming several times and Sis had one climax after the other and
asking for more.  A half hour must have gone by when I pulled out and
rolled over on my back to catch my breath.  My prick was just as hard as
when I had started.  The two girls came back into the room, each with a
wooden bucket full of warm water.  My cock and balls were washed and Sis
was washed between her legs.  This operation only took a couple of minutes
and the girls were gone.  I still had that feeling at the base of my prick
and Sis wanted me to finish my job.  I was back in Sis and we each had one
climax after the other.  When my back had about all I could take I would
roll over and Sis would continue being the dominate one.  Both of us
exhausted we would disengage and the girls would appear and wash our
genitals as before.  My cock still hard and that same feeling of wanting to
come and with Sis wanting me to put out her fire, I be back in her trying
to put out the itch.

We lost track of time and it was fuck, get washed, and fuck again.  Finally
I had the climax of all climaxes.  I came and came and Sis said, " I've had
enough. I want to sleep."  I pulled out, my peter began to wilt, we cuddled
up to each other exhausted and went to sleep.

I awoke to the sound of running water, we were covered with a quilt and the
room was bright.  Sections of the panel wall had been slid back and the
room was exposed to the garden.  I shook Sis awake and her first words
were, "Oh, let's not fuck for awhile."  I didn't even have my usual morning
erection.

We had been awake for a short time when the two girls came in, bowed and
said one word, "Bath."  The tub in the room was already prepared.  We
crawled out from under the quilt , took our position on the tile slab and
were washed prior to getting in the tub.  By that time I was fully awake
and noticed that I could see across the garden and into mom's and dad's
room.  They too were having a tub bath.  Out of the tub, we were dried, I
was presented with my clothes and Sis was given a clean robe to put on.
After dressing I was led to a spot in the garden where dad and mama san
where and the three of us had tea.  Mama san asked if we had enjoyed
ourselves and dad said that it had been years since he been able to do it
four times in one night.  After tea mama san took us for a walk in the
garden to the phallus.  She showed us the back side which I hadn't seen
before and told me that I was the new record holder.  The previous holder
was an Arab who sustained and used an erection for three hours fifty two
minutes.  She pointed to the phallus and there freshly engraved below the
Arab's name was,

     BUFORD MORGAN - USMC - 17 APRIL 1975 - 4 HR 11 MIN -.

Dad put his hand on my shoulder and before he cracked up laughing said, "
Son, you're a fucking champ."

We joined the ladies in the tea house, each was dressed with new hairdo,
make up and smelling sweet.  I can't remember when mom looked so happy.  As
soon as she saw dad she ran up to him, kissed him and took his hand. Mom
looked at me and then blushed like a bride.  We sat at the low table and
were served breakfast.  Dad told mama san that he didn't want any more of
them spice cakes, his heart wouldn't be able to take it. After breakfast
dad paid mama san and tipped each of the girls.  We drove back to the hotel
and it was an unanimous decision that we just lay around and relax for the
rest of the day.

The next morning dad got me off to the side and asked me to make
arrangements for a direct flight home.  He didn't want mom to know that he
was passing blood and was having pains in his gut.  We left Naha the next
morning for LAX with an hour stop over in Hawaii.  Once home dad and I
checked in with the doctor.  The doctor wanted to hospitalize dad but dad
said "No."  He had a place that was a hell of a lot better to spend his
last days then in a hospital.  "O" NMI Clark and family wanted to move back
to the apartment but we insisted that they stay as part of the family.
Little "P" NMI, for all practical purposes was mom's grand son.

Dad's health began to slip fast.  We asked the doctor to recommend a live
in nurse. Of the three that applied for the job we picked Marcie from Costa
Rica.  She was twenty eight, Hispanic, about five foot one and a half,
slim, neat, spoke very good English, shapely legs, looked damn good in her
white nurse's dress that was buttoned down the front.  And she was dad's
choice.

We moved Marcie into the room next to Sis's and my room in the north wing.
We explained to her that we spent a lot of time when the weather was warm
around the pool in the nude.  She told us that it wouldn't bother her, she
had seen lots of naked people in her life time.  She had only one request,
she wanted all day Saturday and till noon Sunday off, which we agreed to.
Marcie not only took care of dad she was great company for mom.  She
prepared our evening meal and got along with everyone in the house hold.
As dad's condition got worse Marcie spent more time with him.  Marcie never
complained even when she had to change the bed because he lost control of
his bowels.  Dad enjoyed being bathed by Marcie and told everyone that it
was his thrill for the day.

She had been with us for almost a month and one Sunday morning while we
were having brunch in the patio about 9:00, Marcie entered the patio
through the garage and headed for her room with her head down. I asked her
if there was something wrong.  She said no and when she raised her head I
noticed that she had a bruised eye and a split lip.  Sis and I went to her
and she started to cry and told us her lover had beat her.  "O" and I
offered to beat hell out of anyone who would hit her but we were never able
to find out who her lover was.  It was months before she took any time off.

Because dad was feeling so bad we spent our 4th of July at home.  Marcie
kept herself busy taking care of the six of us and little "P" NMI Clark.
It was the first time in a week that dad was out of his room.  He took off
his robe and joined the rest of us sun lovers.  The only ones not naked was
Marcie and little "P" who was in his diaper.  All of us were teasing Marcie
about being the only one not taking full advantage of the sun and pool.  We
laid on her pretty hard and she was almost in tears.  Finally she said she
would strip but we wouldn't like what we saw and might even ask her to
leave.

She turned her back to us, unbuttoned her dress and stepped out of it.
Then she pushed her panties down and turned around slowly.  Marcie was flat
chested and nestled in her shinny, black, pubic hair, was a short stubby,
circumcised penis and balls.  Naked, Marcie looked like a sixteen year old
boy with a golden tan from head to toe.  She, he, looked at us, was crying
and said," Now you know.  I'm a gay transvestite and you will want me to
leave."

Dad called her over to where he was sitting and told her that he was still
boss.  He didn't give a damn if she had a cock and balls and wanted to wear
a dress.  She was doing an outstanding job and could stay as long as he
lived.  Sis put her arm around Marcie's shoulder and led her, him, to her,
his room.  They were there for sometime and when they returned Marcie had a
smile on her face and joined us like nothing had happened.

That night in our room I was curious what Sis had to say to Marcie to
change her, him from tears to smiles. Sis told me that they had a girl to
girl talk.  She told Marcie to just forget that she had a cock and to
imagine that she had a cunt and to be thankful that she didn't have a
period every twenty eight days. Sis then grabbed her Mr. Mattel and said
something about it being twenty four hours since we made love and that she
was glad I had a cock and knew how to use it.

Evening, August the fifth, as soon as I walked into the house after work,
Marcie told me that dad wanted to see me.  Mom was in the room with him.
He didn't look good and I didn't ask.  He smiled and asked me how work was
and then made a little speech about how he knew that his time was short.
Shots of morphine had little effect and he was tired.  He thought that the
next day, August the sixth, would be a good day to meet his maker since it
was the thirtieth anniversary of the dropping of the big one on Japan.
With that said he handed me a sealed envelope and told me it was his burial
instructions.

12:30 AM, August 6, 1975, Marcie knocked on our bedroom door and told me
that she thought Dad was dead.  Mom was with him, I felt for his pulse and
there was none.  We called the doctor and then the mortician.  Marcie cried
and said that dad was more of a father then her, his own.  I asked "O" to
go with me to the den and read dad's last request.  Dad requested that the
Gunny pick out his coffin.  He wanted a hard wood casket with no flaws, a
natural finish and solid brass fixtures.  He requested that he be placed in
the casket naked, only viewed by his family and a closed casket, Masonic
funeral.  There was a copy of his last will and testament at the bank and
he wanted to be buried in the family plot with a G.I. head monument.

J.R.  and Ann came up from Arizona and J.R. did the funeral service.  Dad's
Masonic brothers did the masonic portion of the service.  I was surprised
to learn that the Commander, Mr. Ellis and the Gunny were Masons. Dad had
over 500 in attendance to bid him farewell.

Two days after the funeral we got together with the attorney and were
surprised to learn that dad had everything taken care of.  He did it the
first week we were back from our trip.  Dad's interest in Highrise and
Morgan was sold to me for a dollar making me the largest stockholder.  He
and mom had sold the property in Arizona, the cabin and the ranch house to
Sis and I for a dollar.  There was enough money in the bank and income from
bonds to take care of mom the rest of her life and in the case of her death
all would be transferred to Sis and I.  The will stated that I was to take
care of mom and Sis forever.  The building and art store belonged to Sis
for her to do with as she wished.  Marcie stayed with us as company for
mom.  This mom liked.  Marcie drove the car, went shopping, managed the
house and looked after five adults and one child.  This Marcie liked.

We learned that Marcie's given name was Marcus and he had, as far as he
knew two brothers and a mother still living in Costa Rica. Mom learned a
lot about Marcie during the day and sitting around the patio in the
evenings we would pick up bits and pieces.  Marcie was the youngest of four
children.  He had two older brothers and a sister four years older who died
at the age of ten.  His father was German and the mother Costa Rican.  He
had been in the states since he was twenty.

His sister had been dead about a year when Marcus found some of his sisters
clothes.  He put on one of the dresses and was playing around the house
when his father came home from work drunk.  When he saw her in a dress he
went breserk.  He slapped the mother around and then he took Marcus into
the bed room and made him remove the dress and stand before him naked.  He
told Marcus that he looked like a little girl and from then on he was a
girl and his name was Marcie.  He took off his belt and beat him with it
and then told Marcie that he had to take care of him like all little girls
take care of their fathers.  He then made Marcie preform oral sex on him.
When the father ejaculated in his mouth he got sick and vomited.  The
father again beat him with the belt, made him clean up the mess and told
him if he ever got sick again the beating would be worse.

Four and sometimes five times a week the father would come home drunk and
Marcus was forced to suck him off.  There were several times when the
father would wake up Marcus and drag him into his bed room and make the
mother watch while Marcus sucked his cock.  When Marcus was nine his father
caught the older brother who was fifteen masturbating.  He slapped the
fifteen year old boy and told him that there was no need for him to jack
off when his little sister would do it for him.  The father made the mother
and the other brother watch while Marcus jacked off the older boy.  When
the act was finished the family watched while Marcus sucked off the father.

>From then on till Marcus reached the age of fifteen he was a sex slave for
his father and two older brothers.  The year Marcus was fifteen the father
was killed in a mining accident.  The older brother who was twenty one had
a wife and home of his own and the brother who was two years older then
Marcus had left home and no one seemed to care or knew where he was.  After
the father was killed the mother made arrangements for Marcus to attend a
private school for boys in San Jose.

Marcus was happy at the new school and found love for the first time.  His
room mate was the same age and a seasoned homosexual.  He showed Marcus how
two boys could make love to each other at the same time.  The room mate
gave Marcus his first orgasm and showed him how pleasurable lip kissing
was.  There were two beds in their room but they only used one.  Marcus
never went home and never saw his mother or brothers again.  By the end of
the first year the room mate declared that it was time for him to find a
new mate.  He was tired of Marcus and there was a new boy in school who
took his eye.  Marcus was heart broken and decided to live a celibate life.

Graduating from that school, with a government scholarship and on the
advice of his councilor enrolled in collage to become a male nurse.  His
celibate life was dedicated to becoming the best RN and surgical nurse in
Costa Rica.  His first paying job was in the large hospital in San Jose.
Because the pay wasn't that good he shared an apartment with another male
nurse.  They had different shifts and only saw each other on the weekend.
One weekend the room mate brought home a bottle of wine, Marcus cooked the
dinner and they had a party.  The wine limbered up their tongue and they
revealed their past lives to each other. The room mate was gay.  It took
very little encouragement for both of them to strip, embrace and share each
others body. Marcus appropriated a nurse's dress from the hospital and on
the weekend became Marcie.  The big thrill of the weekends were when the
room mate removed Marcie's dress and made love to her.

After several months working at the hospital Marcus had a shift change and
came home early.  To his surprise his room mate had another mate and he
found the two of them, each with the other's prick in his mouth.  There was
a scene and Marcus again committed himself to celibacy.  He saved his
money, was twenty and an acquaintance convinced him that Los Angles was the
land of milk and honey.  It was easy for him to obtain a work visa and a
one way ticket north.

With his knowledge of English and letters from Costa Rica doctors he had no
trouble obtaining work.  For three years he moved from hospital to
hospital.  Because he was a male nurse, most people in Los Angeles assumed
he was a homosexual.  He was either ridiculed by straights or some fag
would make a pass at him.  He decided to change his identity and become
Marcie.  It was very easy to do with the number of shops in Hollywood that
catered to transvestites.  What little facial hair he had, thanks to his
Mayan Indian heritage, was easily removed.  He was well accepted in the
nursing profession and when he made the transition he also decided to be a
home nurse which paid more.

On weekends he would visit gay bars and make contact with other
transvestites.  About a month before he started to take care of dad he met
a gay, male nurse that swept him off his feet.  He was so kind and loving.
On his days off he would go to his lovers apartment and they would spent
the weekend loving each other.  The Sunday morning, he came home early,
with a split lip and a shiner, was because he was raped by his lover.  His
lover told him that they had been fooling around long enough and he wanted
to fuck his cute ass.  Marcie told him that anal intercourse was one thing
he would never consent to.  With that he was hit and raped and it hurt very
much.  When his rapper fell asleep Marcie hit him with a lamp, checked to
see if he was still alive and left never to return.  He hasn't had a day
off since and considered us his family.

Marcus was always referred to as Marcie around the house and with mother.
Marcie and mom took care of little "P" and Marcie was mom's companion.
Marcie would help mom pick out clothes and accompany her to the beauty
salon.  When we had company for dinner, Marcie would prepare the meal and
then dress in a short black skirt with white blouse and apron.  She was the
perfect maid. Marcie and mom made several trips to the cabin and would stay
a day or two.

I questioned Marcus one day about him not cashing his pay checks.  The
answer I received was that it was a pleasure to work in a home like ours
and he didn't need the money since everything was furnished.  I started a
savings account in his name and made a deposit every week.

Just before Thanksgiving we decided to spend the holiday in Arizona.  I
told Marcus that it was a nude park and it wouldn't look good for him to
show up dressed like a she and then show off his cock and balls. Marcus
dressed like a male for the first time in a long time.  No one at the park
knew the difference except J.R. mentioned to me that he thought the boy was
a little effeminate.  The nude park was having some kind of an effect on
Marcus.  Several time she would point out a young lady and ask if she was
single.

It was almost a year to the day from when dad had passed away that mom had
a massive stroke and died three days latter. Mom was buried along side dad.
Marcie was heart broken and mourned for several weeks.  He wanted to know
when his services were terminated.  I told him he could continue as long as
he wanted to; we still needed someone to take care of the house.

It wasn't hard to take care of mom's estate; dad had everything arranged.
The big surprise to Sis and I was learning that the land across the road
from the cabin that Sis and I called our park belonged to dad.  I had a
grave stone made and chiseled in stone was: IN MEMORY OF JAMES AND JANE
ANDERSON TWINS THEY LOVED EACH OTHER 1955-1970

The first weekend after the stone was completed, Sis, Marcus and I made a
trip to the cabin.  Before noon, our first day I loaded the stone in a
wheelbarrow along with a shovel and a bag of cement.  I told Marcus and Sis
that the three of us had a small job to do and that we would have to be
naked to do it.  This didn't bother Sis but Marcus was a little hesitant.
The three of us naked, with me pushing the barrow and leading the way,
headed for our park.  Once at the park I showed Sis and Marcus the stone
and told them we were going to dedicate the park to James and Jane
Anderson.  I uncovered the ammo box, opened it and the contents were just
like they were when last seen.  Marcus never said a word but just looked on
with wonder.  I dug a hole in the center of the clearing for the box.  With
sand and gravel from the stream and the sack of cement, I encased the box
in concrete.  The stone was set in concrete above the box.

When the job was complete I told Marcus for the first time that Sis and I
were brother and sister.  We told him how we would play at our park and
look at the books and how we experimented with sex.  We told Marcus about
the twins and how we found them playing around and what had happened to
them.  All the time we were talking the tears were running down Marcus's
cheeks. He said we were so lucky to have loved each other for so long and
that he hoped that some day he could find a true mate.

Now that mom was gone there was some adjustments to be made.  The Clarks
moved into the room that was occupied by mom and dad; it being the larger.
Sis and I talked over our future.  We were independently wealthy; worth
several million in municipal bonds, property in Arizona free and clear.  I
held fifty two percent of Highrise and Morgan, we had the ranch house, the
cabin and Sis was sole owner of the art store which turned out to be a
mint.  And there was several hundred thousand dollars in cash deposited in
banks in California and Arizona.  We were young, Sis was twenty six and I
twenty eight.  We decided to semi-retire.  Sis suggested that since we
couldn't have children of our own and we had all of that property adjacent
to the nude park in Arizona; we should start an orphanage.

We talked over our plans with "O" and he suggested that we all go to
Arizona over the Christmas, New Year holidays and he and I could check out
the property and local laws to determine the feasibility of an orphanage.
I had a meeting with Mr. Ellis and the Commander; telling them of our plan.
They suggested that since Highrise and Morgan was running so smooth and
efficient under the direction of "O" that I continue to be chairman of the
board, give "O" a partnership, let him run the company and I could show up
every quarter and chair the meeting.  Sis and I had only one other problem
to solve.  What to do with Marcus ?  Would "O" and Millie want to continue
his services?  I told Sis that we should first go to Arizona and see about
the orphanage.

The week before Christmas we had our usual party at the ranch house.
Between Sis, Millie and Marcus the party was a huge success. Two days
before Xmas the station wagon was loaded with gifts and we five with little
"P" drove to Arizona.  As soon as the wagon was unloaded I called J.R. and
Ann.  They came over with their kids.  Both had grown and were the picture
of health.  J.R. Jr. was nine and the girl seven.  J.R.  invited us to
church for the Christmas eve service.  He wanted us to hear the new organ
and meet some new people who had moved in to the park.

Christmas eve on the way to church Marcus commented that he never ever
dreamed of attending church naked let alone a protestant church.  His
mother was catholic and his father was nothing.  Now he was a naked
catholic attending a protestant church with naked friends.  After the
service and in the social hall J.R. introduced us to the young lady who
played the organ and was also one of the new teachers at the school.  When
she learned that Marcus was a nurse and bilingual she took him by the hand
and said that there were a lot of people she wanted him to meet.  That was
the last we saw of Marcus till it was announced that it was time for the
closing prayer and lights out.  All the way back to our place Marcus talked
about the people he had met and about the organ player.  He asked if we
would mind if he didn't have Xmas dinner with us.  He was invited to have
dinner with the organist and was to let her know. We suggested that since
she lived by herself and since we had so much she be invited to our place
for Xmas dinner.

Christmas morning after the presents were opened and breakfast complete,
Marcus excused himself and we didn't see him and Mary the organist, till
dinner time.  After dinner they excused themselves and we watched them walk
down the road hand in hand.  I don't know what time Marcus got in that
night but the next day he told us that he was spending the day with Mary
and not to wait up for him.  The rest of the week we saw very little of
Marcus.  We were surprised Sunday morning when it was announced that Marcus
would be singing a solo accompanied by Mary on the piano.  It was the first
any of us knew that he was an accomplished singer.

At the New Years eve party Marcus and Mary danced every dance tightly
clutched in each other's arms.  Everyone watched and commented that they
were a perfect match. New Years day, Marcus wanted to have a private talk
with me.  He told me that he was madly in love with Mary and that after the
party at her place he had had sex with a female for the first time in his
life.  It was her first time and an emotional moment for the both of them.
He told her about his past life, she didn't care and was willing to live
with him married or not.  Marcus said that it was the most wonderful thing
that had ever happened to him.  He took her home after the party and kissed
her good night.  It was the first time he had ever kissed a woman.  He said
that everything happened so fast.  Before he knew it they were in the
house, on the bed and both of them clumsily trying get his hard prick in
her pulsing cunt.  They both climaxed, rested a few minutes, not satisfied,
did it again.  The second time it was much better.  They kissed and made
love to each other till the sun came up.  Before he left her, he asked her
to marry him and now wanted to know from me if he was doing the right
thing.

I assured him that it was the only thing to do.  That afternoon he and Mary
sat down with Sis and I to discuss the future.  It was decided that the two
of them would go into the county seat, get their license and then we would
have J.R. marry them.  Sis was ready for a big party which we arranged
while they went into town.  5JAN77 a naked Marcus Mueller married a naked
Mary Olander in the presence of two hundred and fifty three naked men,
women and children.  Also present was the bride's father and mother.  The
father, a retired doctor and his wife flew out from their home, a nudist
colony in Florida.

The new Mr.  and Mrs. Mueller did not want any kind of a honey moon because
every thing they wanted was there at the park.  The Muellers', the Dr.
Olanders', the Clarks' and Sis an' I had a long talk about the future of an
orphanage.  "O" and I had received an OK from the county and by phone we
received promise of cooperation from twelve nudist groups in the U.S.  Till
the orphanage was established Marcus had a job in the park's emergency aid
station and Mary would continue teaching at the school.  Dr.  Orlander and
wife fell in love with the park and decided to volunteer his services.  The
Clarks' went home and "O" started on the paper work and plans.  Sis an' I
stayed to supervise the construction.

Easter Sunday was the ground breaking ceremonies for the first ever, all
nude, coed orphanage in the world.  We received non profit status for the
orphanage and a trust fund was started.  Letters were sent to all of the
nudist associations in the United States announcing the orphanage and the
trust fund. Easter Sunday I was the first to learn from Marcus that he and
Mary would have their own child in another eight months.  Marcus again
thanked me and said that he would forever be grateful to the Morgan family
for changing his life.

Thanksgiving day the entire population of the park had dinner and
participated in the dedication of the completed orphanage.  The first stage
was complete, a unit which could accommodate eighty kids, age infant to
eighteen.  A recreation hall, a pool and a garden area.  The main building
consisted of living quarters for the adult caretakers, large kitchen,
nursery and several wings for sleeping quarters.  There were no doors or
stalls in the coed toilets or showers.  Dr.  and Mrs.  Olander were the
first mom and dad of the orphanage.

By Christmas day the orphanage had in residence four children under the age
of three, a six and an eight year old girl and a twelve year old boy.  I
received a Xmas card from a Colonel and Mrs. Hansen with a Virginia return
address.  They were unknown to me till I read the enclosed letter.  Erma,
from my college days, who married the Marine Captain, still happily married
and secretary for a nudist group, saw my name on the letter head of the
orphanage stationary.  She wanted me to know that their organization was in
favor of the orphanage and the check enclosed was for the trust fund.  She
thanked me for making her a woman and she and the colonel would stop for a
visit on their way west.  He was being transferred to Camp Pendleton.


Sis 'nd I spent the entire year at the park in Arizona except for three
weeks at the cabin.  Our plans for the coming year is to visit every nudist
park, beach, camp and group in the US of A.  With that objective completed
we plan to do the same for the World. Our plans also called for treating
three or four of the older orphans each year to a month at the cabin.

At the end of 1982 the orphanage required an addition to the building and a
staff of fifteen to care for a hundred and twenty two ages six months to
seventeen years.  When we were in residence at the park, Sis would spent
most of her time at the orphanage.  She and Dr. Olander spent a lot of time
lecturing to the boys and girls as soon as they detected that horny look in
their eyes.

Every summer when we took the older kids of the orphanage to the cabin for
a month, our first task was to police up the little park with the shrine to
James and Jane Andersen.  We had improved the park since the marker was
placed.  We had placed two concrete park benches, placed some large stones
in the creek and turned it into a regular babbling brook.  We always told
our young guest about James and Jane the twins, which created a lot of
questions.  We answered their questions which never failed to bring tears
to the eyes of the girls and looks of wonder on the faces of the boys.

May of 1985 I received a letter from my old high school alumni announcing
the twentieth anniversary of our graduating class to be held at the country
club.  The country club happen to be the one that dad built.  Sis 'nd I
made plans to attend.  No one at the reunion remembered Sis as my sister
and just assumed she was my wife.  Name tags were pre made and mine read
"Snake Morgan".  Everyone referred to me as "Snake" even girls that I
hardly or didn't know called me "Snake".  One of the ladies present, who
had too many at the bar, who I didn't know and couldn't remember came up to
me and said, " I didn't know till a year after our graduation why they
called you Snake.  If I had of known, I would have put you to good use".

I did learn at the reunion that there were five of our class that never
came home from Nam.  I learned that Jeff was in a care home in San Diego,
no one knew why.  And no one knew the where abouts of Charlie Dunn.  The
next morning, Sis and I drove down to San Diego, checked into a hotel and
started our search for Jeff.

It took us three day to find where he was located.  He was in bed and
recognized me as soon as I walked into his room.  He didn't look like the
Jeff I knew.  He was skin and bones.  Weighed about 98 pounds.  >From him
it was, "Hi Snake.  How did you find me.  Did you come down here to get
your cock sucked."

I found out that Charlie had been dead almost a year and that Jeff had
something wrong with his immune system.  We now know that what Charlie and
Jeff had was AIDs.  Sis was waiting for me in the car and was shocked when
I told her what I had learned.  We wasted no time, checked out of the hotel
and headed for the cabin.

Once at the cabin Sis said, "I met all those creeps you went to school with
and those dumb broads who had you around the school for four years and
never knew what a beautiful prick you had.  And now you and I should go to
the shrine, where it all started and you can fuck me till I holler uncle."

I can walk around the park in Arizona all day with out getting a hard on;
but walking from the cabin to the little park created the erection of all
erections.  Our walk turned into a run and on the grass in front of the
marker we fucked.  We went at it like it would be our last time and in a
few minutes we had each come and it was over.  I pulled out and rolled over
on my back.  Sis kissed her Mr. Mattel and then my lips and said, " Oh God,
I love you more and more every day.  Lets stay here and make love till it
gets dark."  And we did.

We spent three days at the cabin.  Each day was started in the shower like
when we were kids.  Sucking, masturbating or a stand up fuck.  After
breakfast, if it was warm, we would swim out to the raft.  Before we left
the raft for lunch we would be horny and time to take care of each other.
After lunch the day was ended at the shrine.

At the breakfast table I reminisced with Sis all that had happened since
1977 and the start of the orphanage.  The Commander died, left half of his
estate to Juan and the other half to the orphanage trust fund.  Juan
returned to the Philippines.  Mr. Ellis retired 100% and took his pension.
Most of the staff at Highrise & Morgan, who were WW II veterans, retired.
"O" NMI Clark was the CEO, I the chairman of the board.  "O" had replaced
most of the old staff with retired Marine officers.  Highrise and Morgan
were still making money and had a large back log.  Highrise and Morgan
concentrated on domestic work and shied away from foreign ventures.
Several of the large engineering companies lost their shirt in the over
seas market.  The orphanage had grown to over two hundred kids and a staff
of thirty.  Dr.  Olander was still in charge and Marcus was the number two
man.  Marcus and Mary had three children, all girls. J.R. was still
preaching and the most liked resident of the park.  He and Ann's two kids,
the boy and girl were large, good looking teenagers.  A head and a half
taller then father or mother.  The boy and girl both have their father's
red hair and the boy must have inherited someone else prick.  It wasn't
short and stubby like the father's but uncircumcised and of average length.
Sis and I are sure that the boy and girl have been more then just brother
and sister.  The Clark's boy, Peter, known as "P" NMI was a growing eleven
year old.  He too was developing into healthy young stud.  His mother,
Millie, was still running the art store for Sis.  Profits were split fifty
fifty with Sis only working two or three weeks a year during vacation time.
The Clarks' lived in and maintained the ranch house, reserving quarters for
Sis 'nd I. The Colonel Hansen and Erma visited us in Arizona several times
and once at the ranch house.  Erma knew what she was doing when she married
the Colonel.  He is all man.  Six foot six, two hundred and twenty pounds
with a sizable prick like she described so many years ago.  The Hansens'
have two children, a boy and girl, both attending a private school.  "O"
tried to talk Colonel Hansen into working for Highrise and Morgan.  The
Colonel declined because his name was submitted for promotion to Brigadier
General.

Sis 'nd I, we've visited every nude beach, club, park and organization in
the world and now spend most of our time between the cabin and the Arizona
Park.  We still love each other very much and every sex act is like a new
experience.  Everyday starts out with a sexual joust in the shower and many
a night we fall asleep with Mr. Mattel deeply implanted and awake in the
morning in the same position.  Sis spends a lot of her time at the
orphanage and comes home telling me that she is horny from " Looking at all
of the little boy's pee pees."  She says they are so young and innocent.

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