Date: Wed, 4 Jan 2017 10:52:21 +0000
From: Jesse Gibson <revjpgibson@hotmail.com>
Subject: Heaven is a Place on Earth chapter 5

			HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH
				 Chapter 5

				    BY
		  Rev  Jesse Penfield Gibson. MDiv. DMin


DISCLAIMER: This story, in its entirety, contains a number of sins:
homosexual and heterosexual sex, group sex, intergenerational sex,
pedophilia, incest, drug use, alcohol use and the like. If you find these
topics offensive, please do not read.  If you find them erotic, then enjoy.



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			      JACKSON'S TALE

	Owen, Jackson and LaQuinta were peering inside Sunny Wilcox's cabin
through the window.  It was mid-afternoon and Cole had woken up next to
her, horny.  So the kids were watching him fuck her silly. He had her on
the floor, missionary, but so the kids could get a clear view of her
bouncing tits and his hard body as he pounded her.  He knew that they were
there and so did Sunny, but they could care less.  In fact, having an
audience was a turn on.  The kids thought it was funny and they sniggered
among themselves quite a bit.

	Afternoon is school time.  The funny thing is that before, when
they lived back in the real world, school was awful.  Not here.  Here it's
fun, partly because the Teacher is good and partly because it starts late
and doesn't drag on.  All the kids like going. Jackson, who is about to
turn 11, is the youngest but even Richie and even Sunny, who are in their
early 20's, show up some.  All three of the kids show up wearing boxer
briefs only because it is brutally hot in late August.  Even LaQuinta is
topless and wearing boy underwear, but she is so flat chested it doesn't
matter.  Little Peter and the black boys are in their underwear too.  Cole
is there and so is Jackson's half brother, David. His half sister, Selena,
is there too.  Sid, who lives with Charlie the Pot farmer, hangs out with
Cole some.  Everybody is working on science projects involving botany.
It's fairly fun and the Teacher is good about it making it simple enough
for the slow ones and informative enough for the smart ones.  After botany,
they do some math and then some poems before the school day ends.  By the
end, a joint was being passed around.  You don't get that at a regular
school.

	After school, the kids shed even that small amount of clothes and
head down to the riverbank.  It is beyond the pond by Big John's house,
where Owen and LaQuinta live, and through the woods.  They aren't sure if
it is even part of the campground, but the river is their special spot.
Because of the drought, the river level is well down and you can cross it
walking without even getting your hair wet.  As rivers go, it's not much.
It rambles through countryside and woods before flowing into a somewhat
larger river that flows into another before flowing into the sea.  It just
snakes through a lonely forest that no one cares about.  They spent a happy
hour splashing in the black water, cooling off, naked. They were
comfortable enough naked, at least with each other.  Sinking back into the
sand, LaQuinta gets in between the two boys.  They giggle about it as the
boys get hard.  Owen's dick is a little bigger, and his balls are
definitely bigger, than Jackson's but he is almost a year older.  Jackson's
balls are like two grapes.  But he likes playing sex games and, unlike his
friends he has no other outlet for his sexuality.  Owen and LaQuinta do sex
things with Big John all the time.  Well, unless he plays with Jayson and
the black boys.  That doesn't happen that often.  They are sort of like a
rival gang.

	He thinks the slit between her legs is funny looking.  But he is
drawn to it and likes to play with it whenever he can.  Jackson slides his
hand down into her crotch and began to rub on the meaty mound of flesh that
forms her clam shell.  He knows the most sensitive part is the button on
the top but you have to be careful about that.  If you go too much, it
hurts.  LaQuinta rubs on his stiffie.  He likes that. In fact, sometimes he
even does it to himself, particularly when he first wakes up and it is
sticking out.  Even though it feels good, Jackson doesn't really think it's
masturbation because nothing comes out.  Not the white sticky stuff that
grown-ups and older kids shoot.

	LaQuinta likes to have her pussy licked.  She climbs on top of him
so he can lick at it.  Owen gets between his legs and sucks on his stiffy.
He doesn't mind doing it to her that much.  His dad says that real men eat
pussy.  Dad and David both do.  Of course, sometimes Owen does it to
LaQuinta and he will suck on Owens dick.  He is pretty sure that his Dad
doesn't think real men do that.  Luke does, though.  He's a homo.

	They take turns sticking their dicks in her pussy.  It's not real
fucking, it's just playing. But it feels good.  She's a good sport about
it, doing it because they want to.  She gets fucked by a grown up all the
time – Big John.  Owen too.  But Owen doesn't really get to mess around
with any real girl other than LaQuinta.  Both of them really want to,
though.  Owen swears that sex with boys is good too.

	They don't play sex games every day but they do most days.  They
make it back to the compound before it gets really dark, before 9 o'clock.
He heads home for dinner even though the camp has only just begun to buzz
alive.  After dark is the most interesting time in the camp, especially in
the summer.  Not that he gets involved in the fun that much.  He has a
midnight bedtime.

	When Jackson gets home, Selena is on top of David, both of them
naked, on the leather couch in the Great Room of the cabin.  David has both
hands on her ample tits as she rides his cock.  Stepbrother and stepsister
don't stop what they are doing just because their half-sibling comes in.
They don't care.  Nobody much cares in the cabin.  Mom and Dad fuck.  David
and his stepmother fuck.  Dad fucks Selena.  Mom and Selena, mother and
daughter, sixty-nine.  Jackson climbs the stairs to the loft where he
sleeps, where Luke used to sleep too, and positions himself on the edge to
watch them go at it.  Selena is on top of him, riding his like a horse, but
leaned back.  She is 17 and hot as hell and a real slut.  That's what they
say.  She is sliding back and to onto David's cock.  Both of them shave
their pubic hair.  Mom does too but Dad trims his.  Luke didn't.  He went
natural.  Maybe homo's don't and straights do.  Not that it matters to
Jackson: he has nothing to shave even though he would really want to have
something.

	Neither Selena nor David dress at all for dinner, which is eaten
seated around in the Great Room.  Dad's naked too while Mom is in a long t
shirt but no panties on.  Jackson stayed in his underwear.  Nobody cares.
Not that Jackson is self-conscious at all about his body.  He is not
ashamed at all to run around naked.  Why should he be?  After dinner,
everybody else gets high and they start their usual ritual that ends up
with a 4 person incestuous round robin fucking and sucking – hetero and
lesbo only, though.  Jackson sneaks out – well not sneaks out but just
doesn't tell anyone – to go swimming in the pool.  There are people
there, hanging out and having a good time.  Partying is serious business
around here.  He only makes it home just in time for a midnight curfew.

	The next day, the sky is cloudy and the wind is up in gusts.  The
clouds are purple and gray and they fly through sky like jets.  Even though
it's windy, he could feel the pressure dropping.  It's a strange situation,
windy and calm at the same time.  There's a storm brewing and not just the
everyday afternoon thunderstorm.  They have school and science class is
about hurricanes: how they form, how the earth's rotation steers them, a
bunch of stuff.  This one is called George and they were in the very outer
rain bands of it.  Right now it's a strong category 2 and strengthening as
it pushes up the coastline in the warm waters of the Gulf.  They've been
through this before – last year four times – and Jackson knows what
to expect.  He and his friends didn't go play after school.  Instead he
headed home, excitedly ducking through the rain.  When he got there he
heard Martin talking with his parents, "The center'll probably pass over us
sometime around daylight tomorrow.  They say it'll only be a category 1,
maybe a weak 2, by then.  But a hurricane's a hurricane, so we'll have to
batten down the hatches."

	His father nodded but his mother looked anxious.  Looking intently
at Martin, she asked, "What do they do in the woods?"

	Jackson knew she was asking about Luke.  He almost jumped as he
piped in, "They're good.  They have a log cabin, not big like this but
small, in this clearing.  That's where they go" He had always been welcome
there, even before Luke formally joined, and he and Owen had played there
often, before LaQuinta came along.  They didn't go as much since she
couldn't go.  She's a girl and girl's aren't allowed.

	His mom wanted his dad to go into the woods and get Luke to come
back there until the storm blew over.  Jackson knew that was stupid.  In
the first place, he wouldn't come because that would be the pussy thing to
do.  If he came back, they wouldn't want him.  Second, his dad going to
their camp uninvited on that kind of mission would really piss them off and
some of those guys are the kind you don't want to piss off. Lastly, Luke
had never had a good time last year.  He's a homo.  Why didn't she get
that?  What was going to happen tonight isn't what queer boys dream of,
let's face it.  The bottles of homemade wine on the coffee table told the
tale.  Erosia.  They invited some of the people that lived in the trailers
into the cabin with them: all female.  Amber Skye was one of them.  Tara
and her younger sister (and lover) Nicky were another.  The girls from
Pussyville also came in, abandoning their barracks in the woods.  That
meant 10 females and only 3 physically mature males.  Bunking in meant
fucking hard.

	David at least was excited.  "Gonna get laid" he cried out as he
took a slug from the bottle.  He got laid every day, sometimes more, so
that was not unusual for him.  But he still liked an orgy.  Who didn't?  He
and Alex, who lived with the girls in Pussyville and was Amber's son, joked
around, making crude remarks.

	Jackson held out his hand for the bottle.  This year, he was going
to join in.  "You sure, buddy?" his dad asked.

	"Sure" Jackson answered, more bravely than he felt.  "I've done it
before"

	David grunted. "There's a big difference in sticking it in LaQuinta
and fucking a real woman, dipshit. A big fucking difference.  Too big for
your teenie weenie."

	"You've had sex with LaQuinta?" his mother asked.

	"Sure" Jackson answered, wondering why it was a big deal.

	"Good for you, buddy," his dad said.  "Drink up, enjoy it"

	Jackson was super stoked that his father was proud of him.  He took
a slug from the bottle and passed it on.  He felt grown up.  He half
expected that it would kick in immediately but it didn't.  He didn't feel
anything different.  In fact nothing happened.  They passed around a pipe
and laughed and talked for a bit.  After about 30 minutes, he began to feel
the first stirrings and that was visual mostly.  It seemed as if all the
colors in the room were deeper and more vibrant.  Every edge was sharper
and every curve rounder.  Things just seemed to pop.  In about 15 more
minutes, a little bit of a body buzz kicked in, not bad but just barely
noticeable.  He felt sort of excited and jangly, like he wanted to move.
For some reason, he started tugging at his crotch, trying to rearrange his
small package to something more comfortable.  Just the mere touch though
felt incredibly good.  He slide his hands into his shorts and gave his dick
and balls one good tug.

	"It's kicking in" David laughed.  "You're feeling it, aren't you?"

	"Yeah" Jackson admitted, giving himself another tug down there.

	"Let's see" Nicky whispered next to him.

	Jackson pulled off his shorts and threw them across the room as
everyone cheered.  He thought it was incredibly funny and he laughed hard.
And he was hard.  His dick may not be big but it was sticking straight up.

	"I'm not sure this is such a good idea" his mother said

	"Too late now" David laughed.

	"He's only 10" she said, looking toward his dad

	"Almost 11" Jackson pointed out.

	"And just as entitled to his sexuality as anybody else," his dad
said.  "As long as he's having the sex he wants to have, what's the
problem?"

	That would prove to be the last objection that his parents would
ever lodge against his sexual activity ever again and it wasn't much.  He
wasn't innocent and really never had been.  He had witnessed an enormous
amount of sex in his life, including incest and statutory rape.  His
parents had no moral authority anyway.  His father's medical license was
suspended and his mother's nursing license revoked because of a joint
sexual assault on a patient, compounded by allegations of Medicare fraud.

	Nicky reached down and tugged on his dick, sending shivers of pure
pleasure through his body.  She shed her shirt and for the first time he
got to play with real tits.  She is only 14 and had firm, round breasts.
He also went for her slit, shaved clean.  It was wetter and slicker than
LaQuinta's and it had a earthy scent to it.  She was the lover to her 21
year old sister but that didn't stop her from banging boys on the side.  He
could feel her shudder when he slipped a finger in her crack.  He watched
as David buried in his face in the snatch of Marlena, the youngest of the
Pussyville lesbians, eating her out with abandon.  His sister Selena sat on
her face so she could get tongued, even as she rubbed her tits.  His dad
was in between the legs of another Pussyville chick and his mother, naked,
was in an embrace with another.

	He was unsure what he was doing but Jackson got between Nicky's
legs and buried his tongue in her snatch.  She tasted like wild mushrooms.
He liked doing it.  He particularly liked her tits.  Then he felt somebody
slap on his bare ass.

	Turning over startled, he asked, "What?"

	"That's my sister" Tara said, naked, her hands on her hips

	"Yeah" Jackson acknowledged.

	"You can't do that to her if you don't do it to me"

	"Okay" he said as he heard laughter.  He knew he was the butt of a
joke and felt a little humiliated but he was happy to do that to any girl
or woman.

	They stood beside him, legs apart, while he was on his knees,
licking up at their cunts. His stiffie was hard as a rock He figured that
doing sex stuff like this would be even better if he was in puberty but he
didn't really know how.  He really liked doing it even now.  He was very
excited even now.  And that he was doing it out in the open was even
better.

	They lined up on the couch: Tara, Nicky, a Pussyville resident
named Theresa, and Amber. They had their legs open wide and he was to go
from one to the other, licking and splurping their cunts.  His hairless
dick stood at attention as he did it. They had to tell him what to do,
where to lick.  He just stuck his tongue in the hole like it was a dick,
but they corrected him gently. Lick along the folds and mounds, suck gently
on the clit.  Only after he was done with Amber did his father tell him to
turn around. His mom was sitting on the coffee table right there, her legs
open and her clamshell glistening.  Jackson hesitated.  It was his Mom
after all.

	"Eat that pussy" his father told him.  "Make her scream"

	So he did.  She grabbed his head and buried him deep into her.  He
was almost gasping as he licked at fleshy mound as hard he could. Her legs
gripped him tightly by the head as he licked and sucked on the gentle folds
of flesh.  The pussy he came out of.  She moaned and rubbed his hair as he
continued on, reaching down and rubbing her own clit as he ran his tongue
along the inside of cunt.  Then she moaned loudly, got wetter and smelled
really funky. Not bad but funky.  Jackson thought she might have orgasmed.
When she let him go, David handed him a lit joint.

	"It's some fucked up shit, kid.  Might as well enjoy it."

	People sucked him and kissed him and touched him.  He had no
complaints about it.  He liked it.  He squeezed all of their titties.  Lips
went around his stiff prick, sending jolts of pure pleasure to his brain.
Jackson performing oral sex on his mother prompted another expression of
wantonness.  Alex fucked his mother.  He mounted her doggy style and fucked
her hard, laughing the whole time. As much as he didn't want to admit it,
watching Alex, all lean muscle and definition, driving himself in to Lacy's
purse was a turn on.  Maybe he was a homo too, like Luke, because he
thought Alex was hot.  Then, maybe not, the girls were hot too.  What did
it matter?  Jackson himself stuck his dick into Nicky and Marlena and
orgasmed dry both times.  Then Tara and another dry orgasm.  Then as the
rain pelted against the house, Jackson fucked his own sister.

	It is some fucked up shit.  Normal people don't do that shit.  But
normal people don't live here.  Jackson Crane had never gone to church in
his entire life.  He had no respect for law or for authority.  He knew, as
he fell asleep with the wind howling outside and the smell of sex inside,
that he would be living every boy's greatest fantasy and he was happy as
shit about it.