Date: Wed, 9 Jun 2010 16:33:26 -0500
From: R.J. Josh Maxwell <btomandback@hotmail.com>
Subject: Milk pt 5

I'm feeling better, Lizzie whispered to me a couple of mornings
later. Ethan had just left for Jason's, and for a moment, no one else was
around. I took Lizzie by the hand up to Jason's and my room because I
didn't want everybody in on it. I just wanted it to be Lizzie and me.

I laid her back on my bed. Lizzie was the first girl on my own bed. She was
still in just a sleep shirt and panties. She giggled, pulling her knees up
and together. I tickled her and pulled her panties off, and her pussy
wasn't red at all. I pulled her shirt off, and then I stripped and snuggled
into bed with her. We tickled and hugged. She grabbed my dick. I fondled
her gently between her legs. Eventually, we rolled her to her back and I
kissed her small mouth and pressed my finger into her pussy slowly. She was
still very small inside and I wondered if it was going to be any easier
than the other day.

"We'll go slow," I told her. "Can I suck your pussy again?"

She nodded.

"I'll turn around so you can play with my dick if you want to," I told her,
and then reversed my position beside her so that my mouth was between her
legs and my dick was beside her face. I felt her hand close around my shaft
as I closed my mouth over her small pussy. I barely remember her mouth on
the end of my dick because something amazing happened. I totally lost
myself sucking her pussy.

I sucked. I licked. And like I almost did the other day, I fell in love
with little Lizzie's pussy. Lizzie moaned and squirmed and responded to my
mouth. Her slender thighs squeezed my head. And suddenly, my mouth was
watering beyond my control, and saliva soaked Lizzie between the legs. Her
hips circled and she clung to my dick with her hand. I lapped in a daze of
increasing pleasure. It was like her pussy was a drug. I forgot to breathe.

When I finally lifted my head for a breath, I realized how hard my cock
was, and how much Lizzie's legs had been thrashing. I wheeled around over
her. I pulled her legs apart and scooped her up under the butt, lifting her
sopping wet pussy up to my dick. I pressed my cockhead at her opening and
pulled Lizzie onto my dick... all the way. She was so tight, I savored
it. I savored the slide in, and I held her up by the butt to slide my dick
in and out slowly.

When her hips started to move, lay my belly down onto hers, holding myself
up over her on my hands. She wrapped her legs around my hips and held my
sides with her hands as I thrust, and we both looked down between our
bodies to watch. Her labia dragged on my dick, every time I pulled back,
and then gave with it when I pushed back in. Lizzie tightened her legs
around me.

We rolled around. Her smaller body made it so easy to hold and caress her
and roll anyway we wanted while her little vagina held my dick tightly. She
wound up on top, cowgirl, rising up and down on my cock with her eyes
closed, feeling everything.

I came, and her tightness and movements kept me hard. I rolled us to our
sides. She giggled and we talked and she ran her finger over my lips and
cheeks and eyelids until my hips began thrusting.



Ellie was mad as hell when we came downstairs and she realized we had been
fucking. Anna heard us arguing, and came in.

"What's your problem, Ellie?" she asked. "You've had David alone before. So
have I. It's okay for Lizzie to have him alone." She smiled at Lizzie. "Was
it better this time?" she asked.

Lizzie smiled, threw her arms around my waist and hugged me. "Yeah," she
said.

Ellie frowned at me, and left the room.



I found Ellie with the twins that afternoon, in the twins' room. Ben was on
his back and Ellie was riding his stiffy... cowgirl, like Lizzie had me
that morning.

Jon saw me, got up from beside them, and came over. He grabbed the front of
my shorts and tugged. "Play with me, David," he said.

I started to tell him, no, I'm not a girl and I'm not five years old, but
he gave me one of those cute grins that the twins are capable of. By then,
after all the things we'd done already at the beginning of that summer,
getting naked with my five-year-old step brother didn't seem all that
crazy.

I closed the door, stepping inside, and pulled off my shorts and
underwear. I wasn't hard, but I lay onto my back on his bed to watch Ellie
and Ben on Ben's bed. Jon climbed on top of my legs and scooted up to lay a
hand on my dick. "It's big," he said happily. He lifted my balls, feeling
them and the weight of my scrotum on his fingertips. He lifted my dick and
flopped it around, and I started to grow hard.

That pleased Jon. He grabbed my shaft with both hands and slid my skin up
and down. Ellie was watching us. I was watching Ellie.

Jon scooted up and rubbed his stiffy against my larger dick. The kid had a
nice stiffy.

"Here," I told him. "I'll show you something."

I pushed him off, onto his back and sucked up his stiffy.

"Oh!" I heard Jon murmur. He grabbed the top of my head and squeezed my
ears between his thighs.

It was at that moment that I thought, What the fuck am I doing?

I mean, Jon was a little kid. And what if Ethan walked in?

The thing about Ethan wasn't really logical, of course, but I worried more
about Ethan finding us because Jon was another boy, another brother, more
than I worried about Ethan being mad because Jon was his five-year-old
little brother. I mean, this was something that Ethan and I did
together. Ethan was my brother for this.

I lifted off Jon and patted the side of his hip. "Now you know how to do
that," I said. "You and Ben can do it for each other."

"Aw," Jon complained because I stopped.

"Do you and Ethan do it for each other?" Ellie asked, rather defiantly, I
thought.

"Yes," I told her honestly.

I patted the side of Jon's hip again. "Go stick your dick in Ben's
mouth... or Ellie's."

As I left, Jon stepped astride his twin brother and shoved his stiffy at
Ellie's mouth. She frowned at me, but she took Jon's stiffy into her mouth.



I was on Ellie's shit list, for sure. She had been lying with me on the
couch at night to watch TV. It had become her thing. When she didn't join
me that night, Lizzie did. Lizzie grabbed a blanket, threw it over me like
Ellie did, and then crawled in with me to back her butt into my
lap. Exactly the way Ellie normally did. That only made things worse, of
course.

That night, I didn't even wait till we brushed teeth and pissed before
bed. As soon as we closed the door to our room, I tackled Ethan onto his
bed, stripped off his shorts and then mine, and dove onto him. I kissed him
passionately, hungrily. I needed to. I needed to badly; but not the sex, I
just needed to be with Ethan.

I mean, when my dad and mom divorced, my family all went to shit. For a
while after Margie and tribe moved in, I had a family again; a new
family. I had brothers and sisters I liked a lot. But now it felt like
things were falling apart with me and Ellie. Sex with the girls changed
things, and the sex thing with the five-year-olds scared me. But Ethan and
I were tight. We were solid. No matter what else, I needed us to stay
solid.

Fourteen-year-old boys don't always understand the storm of feelings inside
them, but they can be serious about them. My feelings for Ethan were
serious.

Ethan responded to me.  I think he was in a mood for it, too. Maybe he was
more often in that mood than even I; after all, his dad had died only a
couple of years before. There were times back then, when I felt a real
hunger in him when we were together.

We rubbed cocks together and kissed hard until we came.  We pissed
side-by-side at the toilet, with an arm behind one another's waist. We
brushed teeth keeping our bare sides in contact. We crawled into Ethan's
bed and made slow languid love until he fucked me and I fucked him. And it
was love. As silly as it sounds, and as imperfectly as we may have
understood it at our ages, it was love.

While I was still inside him, spooned from behind, I hugged him by the
waist and nuzzled the back of his hair. I wondered about us. I wondered
what Ethan would think if he found out about me and his sisters. The way
things were going, that could easily happen, any time.

"Do you ever think about girls?" I asked quietly.

"Sometimes," he answered with a yawn.  "I mean, I look at them. I wanna
fuck girls sometime. Jason wants to, too. There's this girl with big tits
at his neighborhood pool. We're gonna ask her to let us fuck her."

"Together?"

"Yeah, I guess."

My dick slipped from inside Ethan and I snuggled my lap up to his butt.

"Do you ever look at, like, Anna?"

"Shit! She's my sister."

"You're my brother."

"That's different," Ethan said, pulling my arm more tightly around him.

We lay quietly a moment. "Lizzie's cute, though," Ethan said
softly. "Someday, she's going to be very cute."

"Like, hot?"

"Yeah."

There was a wind that night. We could hear it in the tree outside our
window.

"David?" he said softly.

"Yeah?"

"You look at girls, right?"

"Yeah." I squeezed him more tightly. I didn't say it, but I thought it; I
look at girls, but I need you.

Ethan rolled to face me.  He interlaced his legs with mine, and we entwined
up to our crotches.  He laid a hand on the side of my waist. I laid a hand
on the side of his. We were almost nose to nose.  He smiled and closed his
eyes for sleep.  I kissed his cheek and hugged him, and he hugged me
back. Then I lay my head back down and closed my eyes, too.



It was two mornings later, when I convinced Ethan to hold off going over to
Jason's. Mid-morning, I led him into Dad's study.

"I found something you gotta read," I told him. I sat him in a chair and
gave him the chapter on Maasai sexual practices.

"Holy shit!" he murmured as he got into it. He sprang a boner, and I was
tempted to sit into the chair beside him, but I needed to hold off.

"Damn," he murmured, turning pages.

Finally, he finished. "Wow!" he said, grinning at me. "Let's go get some
milk!"

I grinned back. "Later dude. It's almost lunchtime."



I gave the signal as we came into the kitchen and the girls grinned at each
other. Anna had made a plate of sandwiches and we all sat around the table
to eat them. As we were finishing, Lizzie got up, got a glass, filled it
with milk and set it beside Ethan's plate.

He looked up at her puzzled.

"Oh, my!" Ellie said dramatically. "Lizzie's offered milk to Ethan!"

Ethan glanced at her, still puzzled.

"We've all read about the Maasai," Anna told him.

Suddenly, Ethan's eyes went wide and his creamy skin went white.

Giggling, Lizzie grabbed him by the hand and tugged him away from the
table. He followed with a numb glance back my way as she led him, laughing,
from the kitchen. I smiled and gave him a thumbs up.



We waited a few minutes, clearing the table.

"You guys can't come up," Anna told the twins.

"Aw!" they complained.

"No, not this time," she insisted.

"Play games," Ellie told them, and the twins ambled off for the den.

Anna, Ellie, and I climbed the stairs and stole quietly to Ellie's and
Lizzie's room. Lizzie had left the door unlocked the way we told her too,
and we cracked it open to peek inside. And like, right there was Ethan's
bare ass, clenching and humping.  The foot of the bed was toward the door,
so we mainly saw legs and Ethan's butt; Lizzie's shorter, thinner legs, and
Ethan's longer ones.

The three of us stripped, leaving our clothes in the hallway, and we
entered the room quietly. I took a seat on Ellie's bed. Anna and Ellie took
seats on either side of me. From the side, we could see the base of Ethan's
cock pull from Lizzie's pussy every time he pulled back for a thrust. Ethan
lifted his head to glance over at us.

I know I've said that Ethan had a fine body. He really did. At thirteen, he
already had a great, youthful height and leanness, and he never looked
better than that moment when he was fucking. It made me wish we had a
mirror so I could watch when he was fucking with me.

His eyes met mine.

"It wasn't right to leave you out," I said.

"None of us wanted to leave you out," Anna corrected.

"We want turns, too," Ellie told him.

Jason glanced at me with a slight frown, even while his hips continued to
move and Lizzie's small hands held his shoulders.  I got up from where I
was sitting and crossed to Lizzie's bed. I put my forehead to the side of
his and held his head to mine.

"I want you and me to be cool," I whispered. "You were gonna find out about
this, but, dude... " I pressed my lips to his ear and whispered where only
he could hear. "... we gotta stay tight, you and me.  I need us to still
sleep together at night."

"Oh, no you don't!" Ellie said, grabbing me from behind and pulling me back
to her bed. "You gotta be with us right now."

I couldn't read Ethan's face. Of course, he was majorly distracted fucking
his sister.

Anna and Ellie pulled me back onto Ellie's bed, giggling and laughing.  I
went with the flow and tickled back. We grabbed each other's crotches and
rolled around before I got Ellie onto her back, legs open, and entered
her. Anna lay atop me, rubbing her pussy on my butt, hugging me, kissing
the back of my neck as I humped Ellie.

"He likes that," I heard Ethan say. "He likes to be kissed behind the ear."

I glanced over.  He and Lizzie had evidently finished and he had rolled off
her. She was still on her back, but he was on the other side of her, on his
side, watching us. His thick dick hung down onto the bed.

When Anna saw that they were done, she got off me and crossed to the other
bed, sliding in between Lizzie and Ethan. She faced Ethan, nose to nose and
reached between them to close her long fingers around Ethan's dick.

Ellie pulled my face back down to pay attention to her.

When I had a chance to look again, Anna was on her back and Ethan was atop
her, hips moving slowly. They were kissing. Lizzie was fingering herself,
watching Ellie and me.

"Come here," I told Lizzie.

She came beside the bed and I reached between her legs to finger
her. Lizzie widened her legs for me and I slid my finger inside. I wanted
to suck her. I loved sucking Lizzie's pussy and now she had Ethan's sperm
inside. I could feel it.

But then Ellie grabbed onto the sides of my neck, squeezing hard and
pumping her hips up to meet my thrusts. I was momentarily distracted. I
pumped hard to bring her off. Then while she was still lying tense under
me, I pulled out, pulled Lizzie onto the bed with us, rolled her under me
instead, and slid my dick inside, where Ethan had already put his
sperm. That's where I wanted to squirt mine.



Ellie took a turn with Ethan, while Anna, Lizzie, and I watched from
Ellie's bed. Ethan was quiet as we dressed and went downstairs. He was
quiet at supper. But when I lay down on the couch to watch TV that evening,
he did something unexpected. Before Ellie or Lizzie could do it. He threw a
blanket over me and crawled under it with me, backing his butt into my lap.

Dad was in his study, but Margie was there in the room with us, in her
chair. She glanced at us while trying to not look like she was glancing at
us.

"What are Mom and Dad going to think," I whispered behind his ear.

"It doesn't matter," he murmured aloud. "They're bound to know already."

Margie did glance at us then. When she saw me looking back, she forced a
smile. Then it looked like she thought about it, relaxed, and smiled for
real before turning back to the TV.

I pulled Ethan more tightly to me. "Brother," I whispered.

He twisted his head back my way. "No one else sleeps with us," he
whispered. "No one else sleeps in our room; with us."

"Right," I agreed.

My body was used to sex with Ethan's body. I got a boner, holding him like
that on the couch. When no one was looking, Ethan wiggled his bottom back
into it. When no one was watching, I kissed the side of his neck.



Margie was in the kitchen, when Ethan and I started to head up the stairs
for bed. She called us back and met us at the kitchen door.

Margie was the reason her kids were slender. She had given birth to six,
but still had a great figure. Perhaps she had a great figure, partly
because she had six kids. I've seen pictures of her when she was young; her
breasts weren't very large. But that night as she pulled Ethan and me into
a hug with both arms, a full breast pressed my chest.

She was our height and looked us in the eye at eye level. "Boys," she said,
"you know that your father and I love you, no matter what, right?"

Ethan kissed his mom's cheek. "Yeah, Mom," he said with a smile. "We know."

I kissed her cheek and said, "Yeah, Mom," though her breast against my
chest didn't exactly give me mother-son feelings."

Margie smiled at me calling her, Mom. Because Ethan's dad had died, Margie
wanted all the kids to call my dad, Dad. She thought it was important.
Since my mom was still around, Margie never asked me to call her, Mom, but
I liked her a hell of a lot more than my real mother.

Margie smiled, gave me a tighter hug that flattened her breast against my
chest, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. The she stepped back and swatted
both of us on the bottom. "Okay, on to bed for you two." As if on impulse,
she added an impish, "Don't do anything I wouldn't."

She blushed as soon as she said it.

Ethan blushed, too. "Geez, Mom," he murmured, as we turned for the stairs.

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That's all I've had time to write this week, guys. Be sure to let me know
if you like the story, and I'll try to add more. J :)
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