Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2006 06:22:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: Aaron Gets His Wish - Chatper 11

DISCLAIMER:  The following story is FICTIONAL.  It contains descriptions
of sexual  activities between teenage boys.  If you are not over 18 years
of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this
material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT!  If you
choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!

			    Aaron Gets His Wish
                               Chapter Eleven

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As Aaron slowly woke up, he realized he was lying snuggled up to Mark,
who was lying on his back.  From his snoring, it was obvious Mark was
still asleep, which Aaron was grateful for, as he was lying on his side
facing Mark, with his left leg draped over Mark's left leg, and his left
arm draped over Mark's torso.  Although both boys had their boxers on,
Aaron's penis was rock hard, and the underside of it was pressed up
against Mark's hip.  Aaron was surprised, but pleased that Mark had his
left arm wrapped protectively around behind him, with his hand holding
Aaron's side.  As a result, Aaron's head was nestled comfortably in the
crook of Mark's arm.  Aaron wished the two of them could just lay that
way forever.  It was so comfortable, and even though Mark was asleep,
Aaron felt loved and protected by him.

As Aaron lay smiling to himself, enjoying the warmth of his skin-to-skin
contact with his older step-brother, his eyes fell on Mark's left nipple,
which was only a few inches from his face.  It was sticking up in a
small, but prominent point.  As Aaron exhaled, and his warm breath blew
softly across Mark's breast, the 3 or 4 fine, light-colored, chest hairs
that had recently sprouted near his nipple fluttered slightly.

Smiling a little broader, Aaron carefully lifted his left arm and brought
his hand up to Mark's nipple.  Tentatively he touched the tip of it with
the tip of his index finger.  It felt stiff and hard.  As Aaron touched
it, his own penis flexed slightly with excitement.  It flexed again, as
he began lightly rubbing the pad of his finger back and forth across the
tip of it.  Occasionally, Aaron would play with his own nipples in the
same way.  Whenever he did, he felt a slight tingling sensation in his
groin.  If he kept at it long enough, he usually gave himself a hardon.
He wondered if Mark ever played with his own nipples, and if he did, if
it excited him sexually too.  He supposed it did.  He wondered then if
what he was doing to Mark, was exciting him.  He appeared to be sleeping
deeply yet.

"One way to find out!" Aaron thought, smiling again.

Aaron abandoned Mark's nipple then, and pushed his hand under the covers,
gently lifting them as he reached slowly and carefully downward, toward
Mark's crotch.  Aaron didn't have to reach all the way into Mark's crotch
though to find out that the older boy was indeed aroused.  Before his
hand made it all the way there, he encountered the tip of Mark's dick,
which was hard, and pointing up toward their heads.  Aaron couldn't be
sure, but he thought he felt a slightly damp spot in the cloth of Mark's
boxers, at the spot where the underside of the head of Mark's dick was
pressing against them.

Aaron stopped for a minute, and recalled how the previous morning he'd
fondled Mark's penis while he thought Mark was asleep yet.  The memory
caused his dick to flex with excitement again.  He recalled then, how
he'd almost been caught, but had pretended to roll over in his sleep.
Mark had definitely noticed Aaron's hand though, and had wondered if
Aaron was awake, or asleep when he fondled him.  In an effort to find out
if Aaron was awake, Mark had first fondled Aaron's bare ass, which had
sent shivers of pleasure up and down Aaron's spine.  Then, as Aaron
hadn't responded, Mark had taken things a step further and slipped a
finger between Aaron's ass cheeks and fingered his hole!  Mark's finger
had felt heavenly, and Aaron hadn't wanted Mark to stop!  Eventually
though, Mark had stopped, but then, he'd pressed harder on Aaron's anus,
causing Aaron to worry that he was trying to enter him.  Something
stopped Mark from pressing his digit up inside Aaron though, which Aaron
had been thankful for.  He'd never had anything pushed up inside him,
other than his own finger, which he poked up there on occasion, and he
was afraid anything else might hurt.  The two had both prentended then to
be asleep for a while.  Finally, Mark pretended to wake up, so Aaron did
too.  They'd realized then that they both had hardons, as there were two
poles tenting the covers.  Without releaving their sexual tension,
neither boy was able to lose his hardon, so they decided that one of them
should go down to the bathroom and the other could remain in bed, and
they could each masturbate to get rid of their hardons.  The problem was,
they'd both expressed the desire to remain in bed.  Aaron still couldn't
believe that he had suggested then that they both just stay in the
bedroom and jack off together.  He had been even more suprised though
when Mark had agreed!  The best part had been when Aaron had wanted to
ask Mark if he could feel his cock for just a moment, but after losing
his nerve to ask, Mark had guessed that's what he wanted, and suggested
they each check the other out.  Of course, it had felt awesome when Mark
had started to masturbate him, and it must've felt good to Mark too,
because they decided to continue pleasuring each other, and both of them
had experienced spine-shattering orgasms as a result!  It had been
fantastic, and Aaron had hoped that Mark would want to do it again.  When
he'd asked him about it though, Mark had said he didn't think it was a
good idea.  Aaron had been very disappointed.  Now, as he lay snuggled up
to Mark, his hand so close to Mark's dick, all Aaron wanted to do was
reach down and grasp it, and begin pleasuring him again!

Aaron watched Mark, while he slept on.  After a copule minutes though,
Unable to stop himself, Aaron smiled again, then reached through the fly
of Mark's boxers, and positioned them, so that Mark's penis protruded
through the fly opening.  Then, boldly, he wrapped his hand around Mark's
manhood, and gently began manipulating it.

As he slowly started to masturbate Mark, he carefully watched his face,
for signs that he was waking up.  Mark continued snoring peacefully.

Within a few seconds of beginning to jerk Mark off though, Aaron saw
Mark's lips twitch slightly.  It looked almost as if the older boy were
smiling a little.  A moment later, the rhythm of Mark's snoring changed,
and he groaned slightly.  Aaron also felt Mark's pelvis begin to move
slightly up and down, in a fucking motion.  Obviously Mark was feeling
what Aaron was doing to him.  Aaron wished he could keep on playing with
Mark's penis, but he was scared Mark would wake up and catch him, so he
stopped, quickly ripping his hand away from Mark.

Mark appeared to be trying to roll over onto his side, so that he would
be facing away from Aaron.  Although he had been comfortably wrapped in
Mark's arm, Aaron lifted his head up and let Mark pull his arm away and
roll over.

Aaron rolled onto his side facing Mark's back then, and watched him
sadly, as Mark began snoring again.  As he did, he remembered again how
the previous morning, when he was lying on his side, facing away from
Mark, how Mark had fondled his ass.  When Mark had slid his finger into
his crack and tickled his asshole, Aaron had been shocked!  He couldn't
imagine why anyone would want to touch another person there.  What if
they hadn't cleaned themselves well after the last time they'd pooped!
At the time, he knew he hadn't pooped since before his last shower
though, so he didn't worry so much about Mark getting a shitty finger,
and what Mark had done felt great!

As he lay there thinking about all this, in his mind's eye, he began
seeing Mark's butt.  At first he imagined standing behind Mark in the
kitchen.  Mark was in his tight jeans, filling them out nicely.  Aaron's
dick throbbed in response.  Then, Aaron began to imagine all the times
he'd seen Mark's ass when he was naked.  His dick throbbed even more.

"Damn Mark's got a great ass!" Aaron thought.

The more he thought about Mark's ass, and about what Mark had done to his
ass the previous morning, the more aroused he became.  He'd never felt
anyone's ass before, other than his own.  He wondered what it would feel
like to rub his hand over Mark's ass.

Mark was still snoring.

Aaron smiled to himself then and stretched his arm out under the covers,
until his fingertips touched the small of Mark's back.  Mark continued
snoring.

Aaron flattened his hand against Mark's warm back, then, and listening
carefully for changes in Mark's breathing, he slid his hand downward,
pressing his fingertips into Mark, so that they slid under the waistband
of his boxers.  As Mark slept on, Aaron continued pushing his hand down
into his underwear, until suddenly, the palm of his hand was centered
between Mark's buttocks, and his middle finger was resting in the groove
between them.

Aaron smiled, as he felt the fine, soft hairs that coated Mark's firm,
muscular buttocks.  Mark's ass felt warm, and where Aaron's finger rested
in the outer edge of the crack between Mark's cheeks, Aaron felt
moisture, as if Mark was sweating a little.

As much as Aaron had wondered earlier how anyone could consider putting
his finger in another person's ass, realizing Mark was sweating between
his ass cheeks excited Aaron.  He suddenly had an urge to press his
finger down into Mark's crack, then smell his finger, to see if Mark's
butt smelled the same as his own did, when he got sweaty.  Aaron always
enjoyed the aroma of his own anal sweat.  It usually heightened his
sexual arousal.  Suddenly, the thought of sticking his finger between
Mark's ass cheeks, and possibly even touching his hole, didn't disgust
Aaron anymore!  In fact, it excited him more than ever.  His dick was
throbbing at the thought of it!

As Mark's deep breathing and snoring continued, Aaron decided, to take
the chance he had, and he pressed his finger between Mark's buttocks.
Mark was indeed sweaty between his cheeks, so Aaron's finger slid between
them without a problem.  The inside of Mark's buttocks felt hot and wet.
Aaron's cock strained with excitment.  Impulsively, due to his extreme
arousal, Aaron pressed his finger deeper still, until suddenly, he was
prodding Mark's tight rosebud!

Mark's breathing caught for a moment, and Aaron froze with his fingertip
touching Mark's anus.  Mark's sphincter contracted and relaxed a couple
times, then his breathing became steady and deep again.  Relieved, Aaron
let out his breath.  His fingertip was still touching Mark's anus
though.  Aaron couldn't help himself.  Gently he rubbed his finger up and
down a couple times over Mark's pucker, feeling it.  It felt just like
his, only a bit bigger.

As Aaron explored Mark's most private body part, Mark must've felt the
sensation, because he moaned softly in his sleep at the pleasant feeling,
and unconsciously pushed his ass back a little toward Aaron.

Aaron realized that Mark was feeling his touch.  Suddenly scared that the
older boy would wake up to find himself being molested, Aaron quickly
withdrew his finger from Mark's asshole, and pulled it out of his crack,
then he slid his hand out of Mark's underwear too.

Mark slept on.

Aaron was relieved, but disappointed too that he'd had to stop his
exploration of Mark's body.  He quickly pulled his hand out from under
the covers though and held it up to his nose.  Breathing in deeply, Aaron
smelled Mark's musky scent, which was in fact similar to the smell of his
own anal sweat.  Aaron's dick throbbed again in response to the familiar,
pleasing odor.

Smiling, Aaron rubbed his finger over his smooth moustache area, and a
little ways up into each nostril, before the moisture of Mark's sweat
dried up.  This way, he'd get a faint whiff of Mark each time he breathed
in for a while, without having to hold his finger to his nose.

With Mark's scent constantly filling his sinuses, Aaron became hornier
still.  All he could think about was jerking off!  Automatically, as he
continued sniffing his finger, his other hand slid down into his own
boxers, and he grasped his penis and began masturbating.

In no time at all, Aaron was so aroused, that he couldn't help himself.
Mark was still sleeping, so Aaron decided to take a chance and masturbate
gently, so as not to wake him.  Then, he wouldn't have to get up and go
all the way down to the bathroom, and risk Gran seeing his bulging
crotch.

Carefully, Aaron pushed the bed covers and sheet down, exposing himself.
He lifted his butt up off the bed for a moment then, and pushed his
boxers down to his knees.  Thinking for a second, he made a face, sighed
softly, then pushed them all the way down to his ankles, and reached down
and pulled them off, so that his entire body was completely naked.

As he laid back down, Aaron looked to his left and smiled when he saw a
bottle of hand lotion sitting on the night stand on his side of the bed.
He picked it up and opened it.  As quietly as he could, Aaron squirted
some into his right hand, then he set the bottle back down.

Before he slathered his dick with the lotion, Aaron dunked the tip of his
left middle finger, the same one he'd prodded Mark's asshole with,  into
the pool of liquid in his hand, then, as he reached for his hardon with
his handful of lotion, at the same time he spread his knees apart,
drawing them upward a little, and reached with his left hand, down past
his genitals, between his legs, for his ass.  As Aaron began to slather
the hand lotion up and down his stiff rod, he simultaneously pressed the
lotion coated finger of his other hand into his ass crack, sliding it
inward until his fingertip made contact with his anus.  Aaron's body
shivered with delight when his finger poked his asshole.  Smiling, Aaron
began fingering his hole then, while at the same time, he began
masturbating.  The dual action felt wonderful!

Aaron matched the pace of his finger on his anus to that of his hand that
was gliding slowly up and down his slick penis.  He was moving that hand
slowly and gently, so as not to cause any motion on the mattress and wake
Mark up.  As Aaron sensually pleasured himself, he continued to breathe
in the scent of Mark's anal sweat, which he'd rubbed on his nose and
above his upper lip.  Aaron couldn't believe how incredibly awesome he
was making himself feel.  As he slowly made love to himself, he realized
he was having one of the most pleasureful and erotic masturbatory
sessions he'd ever experienced!

All too soon, Aaron felt his orgasm beginning to form.  In an effort to
slow down its arrival, he slowed his movements down.  This served only to
heighten his excitement though, which actually caused his orgasm to build
even faster.  As his orgasmic rush built, Aaron fought to prolong how
fantastic he was feeling.  All thoughts left Aaron's mind, and he
concentrated soley on the threshold of ecstasy he was about to cross.
He'd never felt so much sexual pressure building up within him.

Aaron's breathing came in sharp gasps and hisses, as his body tightened
up.  He slid his fist up and down his greased cock as slowly as he
possibly could.  At the same time, rather than rubbing his tight pucker,
he began pressing on it and releasing the pressure, almost as if he meant
to insert his finger within himself, but not quite pushing it all the way
through.

"AAaaawww!" Aaron gasped, and then he held his breath and stiffened his
body, as his eyes watered slightly.

His entire body was tenser than he'd ever felt it, and still as his hand
slid ever so slowly up and down his joy stick, the pleasure continued
mounting within him.  As he arched his back even more off the mattress,
he knew he was on the brink of what was going to possibly be the most
powerful orgasm he'd ever had, and he was incredulous about how awesome
it felt.

Suddenly, Aaron couldn't stand it any longer, and his hand sped up a
little, as the final levels of pressure built within him.  At the same
time, the outer edge of his anal ring opened slightly, and his finger
pressed inside it, still not quite penetrating all the way through his
sphincter, into his rectum.  It felt great, when he wiggled his fingertip
about a little.

A moment later, Aaron was on the brink of his climax.  Suddenly Mark's
muskiness pervaded his nostrils a little more strongly, as he felt his
sinuses open wide.  He became lost in his ecstasy then, and couldn't hold
back any longer.  Suddenly, oblivious to anything else around him, Aaron
began furiously beating off, and rubbing more roughly at his anus.  His
finger slid completely through his sphincter, into his rectum.  He began
shoving it back and forth then, in and out of himself, reaching in as far
as he could in the direction of the spot he'd found one time, that when
he'd rubbed it, had made him feel even better!

"AAAWWWWW!!!!" he cried out, as his finger suddenly pressed against his
prostate!
Aaron's body tensed up, and his back arched all the way.  His asshole
clamped tightly around his finger, and his head jerked violently to the
side suddenly, as his climax swept over him and his orgasm began.

"AAahhhhh!!!!" he cried, as a long thick rope of semen shot out of his
dick with so much force that it flew past his head and splattered on the
headboard behind him.

Aaron was so lost in orgasmic ecstasy he'd completely forgotten that Mark
was lying right next to him.  His outburst, and the shaking of the bed
had roused Mark, who immediately realized what his little half brother
was up to.  Drowsily he grinned to himself, and rolled over to face
Aaron.  As he did, he felt his own penis flexing.

"OHhhhhh!!!" Aaron cried, his head snapping back, so he was looking up at
the ceiling again, just as he blew another stream of cum from his dick.
The finger he had up his ass was squeezed violently again.

This time his ejaculate landed in a glob in the center of his forehead
that streaked down over his nose, ending in another glob in his mouth
which happened to be open.

"Holy Shit!" Mark croaked, watching Aaron as he molested himself so
ravagely.  "You even got some in your mouth man!!!"

Aaron was still at the height of his climax, and although somewhere in
the haze of the back of his mind he was aware that Mark was awake and
watching him, his brain never entertained any thoughts of stopping.  In
fact, the only conscious thoughts Aaron was having, were about how
awesome his orgasm felt, and to keep going.  The flavor of his own juice
spreading over his taste buds excited him even more!

Aaron continued wildly pumping his cock, and slamming his finger in and
out of his asshole.

"Fuucckkk!" Aaron groaned, shooting more cum, that splattered all over
his chest this time.

"Son of a bitch!" Mark said, grinning, as he watched Aaron in awe.
Hugely aroused, he reached for his own crotch, and quickly grasped his
own hardon through his boxers and squeezed it.

A moment later, Aaron's orgasm began to wane a bit.  It was then that
Aaron caught sight of Mark out of the corner of his eye, and it
registered fully in his brain that he was being watched.  He was still
too caught up in his body's spasming though, to make the decision to
stop.  As a result, he kept on masturbating.  His face did turn red
though with embarrassment, as he realized Mark was watching him closely.

"Unnnnnhhh!!!!" Aaron moaned as more semen spewed from his cock, landing
on his belly, pooling in his navel.  He continued pumping himself.

Mark continued watching, grinning, and squeezing his own dick through his
boxers.

"Mmmmm..." Aaron moaned a moment later, as a final spasm of joy washed
over him, and the last of his cum oozed up and out of his urethra.  It
ran downward over the topside of his glans, and ran slowly down over his
thumb, eventually coming to rest in a small puddle in his pubic hair.

Aaron slowed down his hand-action considerably then, and pulled his
finger from his asshole.  He looked miserably at Mark.

"Damn son!" Mark said, grinning.  "You're a real pro at that!  And I had
no idea you were into 'ass action' too!"

Although he turned beet red, Aaron couldn't help but smile slightly too,
as he realized Mark wasn't making fun of him, as he'd expected him to.
In fact, he was actually speaking with admiration about him.

"Fuck you blow a lot of jizz!" Mark added, leaning over to examine the
glob of it that had landed on the headboard, and was now trickling down
it.

"Hope you don't mind the taste of it though!" Mark continued.  "Might
want to keep your mouth shut next time!  Damn!  You got me so horny, I
almost shot my own wad just watching you!  Think I'll run down to the
bathroom and take care of that now!"

As Aaron continued slowly sliding his hand up and down his quickly
shrinking erection, he watched Mark get up.  He could see the older boy's
erection sticking off to the left, straining at the fabric of his
boxers.  There was a definite wet spot near the tip of it!  Quickly, Mark
picked up his jeans off the floor and pulled them on.  He grinned and
winked at Aaron, then fled out the door, and trotted down the stairs to
the first floor.

As Aaron listened to Mark's receding footsteps, his body gave one final
shiver of pleasure, and a bit more semen oozed from his cock, and
dribbled down over his thumb to join the rest of it in his pubic hair.

As he lay motionless, except for his hand that was pulling on his dick
yet, in an effort to squeeze every last drop of cum out of it, Aaron felt
warm, drained and content.  He smiled a little sadly to himself though.
He was glad Mark wasn't angry with him, and that he hadn't made fun of
him for masturbating while he was in the room.  At the same time though,
he wished Mark had stayed and jerked off with him.

His smile broadened a moment later though, as he thought about how great
his orgasm had been.  It had been the best one he'd ever experienced.  As
he thought about it, he realized it must've felt so good, because he had
pumped himself so extra slowly and gently, so as not to wake Mark up.

"I gotta try it that way again!" he said to himself, still smiling, as he
reached for the Kleenex box, so he could clean up his mess.

                      *                    *                      *

As Aaron sopped up his semen, Mark ran through the kitchen, shouting
"good morning" to Gran, who looked at him in surprise.  He fairly leaped
into the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.  A moment later, he'd
ripped his jeans and boxers down, then stuck his right hand under a hand
lotion dispenser Phyllis and Gran kept sitting on the toilet tank.  He'd
squirted a couple of globs of lotion into his right hand, then positioned
himself in from of the sink, and reached for his throbbing cock.  As he
stood holding his dick over the edge of the sink, with his pants lying on
the floor wrapped around his ankles, watching his reflection in the
mirror over the sink, he'd begun deftly beating off.  Having watched
Aaron masturbating so very passionately, he was hornier than he'd been in
a long time.

"Fuck that kid knows how to please himself," he thought, as pleasure
swept through his own body as his hand began sliding up and down his
stiff rod.

Mark smiled slightly, as in the mirror, he saw a look of passion form on
his face.  Looking down, he reached down with his left hand and cupped
his scrotum, and gently began kneading his testicles, as his lotioned
hand slid swiftly up and down the full length of his penis.

"Mmmm..." he moaned softly, looking back up at his reflection in the
mirror.  His face looked redder, and he felt hotter.

Although Mark had only been masturbating a few seconds, he already felt
his pleasure mounting.  He closed his eyes for a moment and recalled the
image that he was certain was burned permanently into his brain, of Aaron
wildly beating off and finger-fucking himself, and blowing that huge
string of cum all over his face as he climaxed.  The slight smile that
had crossed Aaron's face, as he licked his lips and tasted his own cum
was such an erotic image, that Mark felt a surge of pleasure as his own
orgasm swiftly began building up.

Opening his eyes again, Mark saw the familiar pre-orgasmic look his face
usually took on, just before he blew his load.  His head was tilted back
a little, so that his Adam's apple was more noticeable in the center of
his throat.  It bobbed up and down a couple times, as he swallowed the
thick saliva that always formed in his mouth when he became highly
aroused.  His face looked slightly darker red.  He felt warmer too.  His
mouth was open a little, and his nostrils were open wider and flared
wider still with each deep breath he took.  His eyes had a smoldering,
passionate, knowing look in them.

Mark's whole body began to feel tenser, and warmer, as the pleasure and
pent up pressure he was feeling became stronger.  He began stroking
faster.

A moment later, as he looked at himself in the mirror, as he was on the
brink of his orgasm, his face was redder, and his expression was more
strained.  His dick suddenly felt bigger, and harder, and his whole body
felt ready to explode.  As he felt his cum beginning to surge through
him, and into his urethra, he stopped moving his hand up, and just held
his dick firmly.  A moment later as he saw his expression contort, he
groaned audibly, and his body trembled with pleasure as he blew a huge
glob of hot, thick cum out of his dick.  It arced through the air, and
hit the mirror with a splat.  Immediately the milky white fluid began to
run downward toward the sink.

In the kitchen, Gran heard Mark's groan and paused.  She wondered if he
was sitting on the John having trouble defecating.  Concerned, she
quietly stepped closer to the bathroom door and listened.  Then she heard
a soft rythmic slapping sound, which was followed quickly by a gasp, and
moan.

"Fuck!" she heard Mark whisper, as the slapping sound continued again.

"Mmmmmm!!!!" she heard Mark moan then.

"Oh!" Gran gasped softly to herself, as she suddenly realized what Mark
must be doing behind the closed door.

Gran's eyes grew large, as she remained standing by the door, listening
as Mark finished masturbating.

Inside the bathroom, Mark's orgasm was ending.  He uttered a low growl of
pleasure as as he slowed the pace of his hand.  He smiled as he looked
down at his penis, as a last bit of semen oozed from it and dripped into
the sink.

"Phew!" he blew some air out from behind his pursed lips.

Mark pumped his cock slowly for another few seconds, coaxing the last bit
of cum out of it.  Then, smiling, he reached for the tissue box and
ripped several out of it and began cleaning up his mess.

"My!" Gran exclaimed to herself in an undertone, as she softly stepped
away from the bathroom door, once the sounds of Mark's pleasuring
himself had stopped.  Again, like the day before, she felt the long
forgotten, but not unfamiliar dampness in the crotch of her panties, as
images of her husband poised over her as they both climaxed, he making
some of the same sounds Mark had made, passed threw her mind.

"I'm going to have to start wearing pads again!" she said, shaking her
head a moment later, somewhat disgusted.  She turned then and headed for
her room to change her underwear.

                    *                    *                      *

As soon as Gran had entered her room and shut the door behind her, she'd
quickly taken off her dress, so that her wet panties wouldn't soil it.
Then she'd removed her panties as well.  As she did, the strong scent of
her crotch juices premeated the air.  Quickly she dropped them on the
floor.  Then she stepped over to her dresser and pulled a moistened wipe
from the box she kept on top of the dresser.  Reaching down, she pressed
the wipe against her vagina and as she swiped it forward, she pressed
inward with her middle finger.

"Oh!" Gran gasped, as her finger rubbed over her clitoris, sending a
pleasant shudder traveling through her body.

Gran was a little surprised, albeit pleasantly so, that she'd felt as she
did when that happened.  It'd been some time since she'd felt sexual
pleasure of any kind.  After her husband had died, she hadn't been with
anyone else.  Occasionally, since she was young yet, she would pleasure
herself.  It wasn't the same though.  She hadn't touched herself in a
sexual way in some time now.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she was more suprised to see a
slight smile on her face, in reaction to the pleasure she'd just felt.
She also realized how aroused she looked.

A little disconcerted, Gran wiped her crack a couple more times with the
towelette.  Each time, her finger rubbed her clitoris just the right way,
so that she trembled with delight.

"Oh for goodness sake!" she exclaimed, depositing the towelette in the
waste basket.

As she reached into her underwear drawer, for a fresh pair of panties,
her hand touched on something hard that lay along the back of the drawer,
under her underwear;

"Oh!" she said, as the realization hit her as to what she'd just
touched.

A long long time ago, after her husband had died, when she still had
passionate desires, Gran had purchased a dildo.  She'd used it on and off
for a while.  Then, it had just sat in her underwear drawer, where it was
nestled now.

"Hmmm...." she said, wrapping her hand around the large rubber toy and
pulling it out.

The sight of the fat 10" fake penis, coupled with the smell of her own
excitement, aroused Gran even more.

Idly, she slid the power switch into the "on" position, and was surprised
when it started vibrating.

"I'd have thought the batteries would be dead by now," she muttered, as
the soft buzzing sound awakened within her, still more primal feelings.

Smiling, she pointed the dildo down toward her vagina and pressed it
inward, so that the tip of it made contact with her love-button.

"OHhhh....mmmmmmm!" she gasped and moaned, as thrills she'd forgotten
swept through her.

Quickly she pulled the dildo from her crotch, and stood looking at the
damp tip of it for a moment.  When she looked up into the mirror, she saw
her face had a rather wanton look on it.

Looking down again, Gran deftly pressed the tip of the dildo into herself
again.

"Mmmmm!!" she groaned ever so softly, as waves of pleasure cascaded over
her.  She pressed the fake penis a little further into herself.

A moment later, she pulled it away.  Looking at herself in the mirror,
she saw the face of a woman who knew she wanted all of it.  Smiling
resignedly, Gran stepped back over to her bed and sat down on the edge of
it.  Then, she lifted her feet up and pulled herself all the way up onto
the bed.  Laying back, she spread her legs wide, then pointed the dildo
at her dripping cunt and pressed downward.

"Ooohhhh!!!" Gran groaned as her vagina suddenly stretched open to
accomodate the girth and length of the tool.

"Mmmm!!!" she moaned, as the stiff rubber entered her.  She turned it
back on, and then began sliding it in and out of herself, causing waves
of pleasure to vibrate throughout her body.

Pushing the vibrator in and out of herself with her right hand, she
reached down with her left hand and placed the pad of her middle finger
on her clitoris and began rubbing it, like she'd done when she was a
girl, to give herself pleasure.

"Ohhhh!!!!" Gran gasped as she began rythmically manipulating herself
with both hands.

For a couple minutes, all that could be heard in the room were slight
gasps from Gran, the buzzing of the vibrator, and a soft rythmic
squeaking of her bedsprings.

Gran's excitement began to build then, and she started fucking herself
harder and faster with the dildo, and grinding her clit with her finger.

As her excitement built, Gran's hips began undulating up and down off the
bed.  Her breathing became raspy, and she began to emit sharp, urgent
whimpers.  She sped up her pace a little more.

Suddenly, she gave a sharp cry, her back arched up off the bed, and her
body twisted sideways a little.  She stopped moving the dildo in and out
of herself for a moment, as her vaginal muscles contracted, clamping it
tightly, and a wave of immense pleasure rocked through her.

As the spasm left her, she began jamming the dildo in and out of herself
again.

"OHhhhh!!!" she cried, a moment later, stopping the dildo again, as
another series of waves of pleasure washed through her.

Grans's orgasm continued for several more seconds, before her spasms
finally began to lessen in intesity.  Gradually, Gran slowed down the
speed with which she was molesting herself with the dildo, until
eventually, her orgasm ended completely, and she slid it all the way out
of herself.  It was soaking wet, and smelled of her sex juices.

Gran lay quietly for a moment, resting, smiling to herself.  After a
couple minutes, as her breathing began to return to normal, Gran felt
fluid running out of her crotch and down over her perineum.  Quickly she
got up, before her wetness dribbled down onto the comforter on her bed.

She picked up her damp panties off the floor and wiped the dildo off with
them, then she rubbed between her legs, sopping up the wetness.  Finally,
she took another moist towelette from the box and cleaned her vaginal
area, before drying it with clean, dry tissues.  Then she pulled on a
clean pair of underwear, and put her dress back on.  Lastly, she took the
dildo and her wet panties and pushed them under her bed with her toe,
deciding to retrieve them and wash them later, after the boys were off
playing.

                   *                         *                        *

Mark had finished showering, and was sitting at the table, wearing just
his jeans, with wet hair yet, reading the newspaper, and sipping a cup of
coffee when Gran re-entered the kitchen.   As she walked past him,
heading directly toward the bathroom, Mark caught a whiff of nasty body
odor.

"Whew!" he thought to himself, crinkling his nose, and glancing after
Gran.  She'd never smelled bad before.

When Gran came back out of the bathroom a few minutes later, and walked
back past Mark to the stove, the smell was gone.  Instead, he smelled
soap and a bit of perfume.

"Better!" he thought, smiling slightly to himself.

As Gran poured herself a cup of coffee, Aaron bounded down the stairs and
across the room, dashed into the bathroom and shut the door.

"What's for breakfast?" he hollered from behind the closed bathroom door.

"French Toast," Gran called to him.

"Cool!" Aaron cried.  "I'm just gonna shower quick first!"

"OK Dear!" his grandmother replied, just as the toilet flushed.

Gran set down her coffee on the table and sat down opposite Mark.

"Want a section?" Mark asked, glancing up, and indicating the newspaper.

"Thank you Dear!" Gran replied, smiling, and reaching for the local
section.

Mark glanced at her again.  She looked a little different than usual.  A
bit flushed.

"Are you feeling OK?" Mark asked, looking at her carefully.

"Oh yes Dear, I'm fine!" Gran replied, blushing a bit more.  "It's just a
warm day, that's all!"

As she was smiling so pleasantly, Mark let the subject drop, and picked
up his coffee and took a sip.

"HEY!  Hurry up or I'll eat all your toast!" Mark yelled suddenly,
grinning at Gran.

"YOU'D BETTER NOT!" Aaron called from the bathroom.  The shower started
running then.

"Aaron needed a person in his life like you Mark!  You're very good for
him!" Gran said, looking at Mark and smiling.  "Before you came to live
with us, Aaron led a rather sedate life.  He seemed happy enough in a
quiet way, but I really don't think Legos and electronic games were
enough.  Now that you're here, doing all kinds of things with him, he's
certainly blossomed!  I'm very happy you're a part of the family!"

"Thanks!" Mark said, feeling a little embarrassed.  "He's really an easy
kid to like and get along with.  He's a bit skittish about trying things
at first, but at least he does try them.  Then, he realizes it's fun!"

"Well, you're the reason he's willing to try things," Gran said.  "He
wouldn't for just anyone.  In case you haven't noticed, he adores you!"

"Stop!" Mark said, blushing suddenly.

"It's true!" Gran said.  "I've been watching the two of you.  He can't
take his eyes off of you!  And he tries to emulate everything you do!"

Blushing profusely then, Mark said, "well... I don't know if it's that
bad!"

"Oh it is!  And, it's not bad!  It's good!" Gran said.  "Although, if you
told him to jump off the Empire State Building, I bet he'd do it!  So...
please do enjoy him, and teach him new and exciting things!  But also be
careful!  He's younger and much less experienced in life as you are!
Don't try and have him do anything that's too advanced for him."

"Don't worry," Mark said, the redness receding from his cheeks a little.
"I have no intention of asking him to do anything dangerous or stupid,
and I do watch out for him - all the time!"

"I've noticed that!  And, I'm happy about it!" Gran said.  "You're a fine
young man Mark!  I'm very happy you've come to join our family, and vice
versa!"

"Thanks!" Mark said, blushing a bit deeper again then.  "I'm glad you
guys all turned out to be so great too!"

Gran smiled more broadly, then she got up to start making their
breakfast.  She felt more relaxed and content than she had in a long
time.

                *                       *                          *

"So what time are Mom and Steve getting home?" Aaron asked, as they sat
enjoying Gran's French toast a little while later.

"Shouldn't be too much longer," Gran said.  "You boys slept in and took
your time getting going this morning.  Not that there's anything wrong
with that!"

Aaron smirked at Mark, who grinned back at him.

"So, what're we gonna do while we wait?" Aaron asked, looking at Mark.

"I don't know," Mark said.  "You need any help with anything Gran?"

"No, but thank you," Gran said.  "You boys have worked hard around here
while your parents were away.  You've weeded and mowed the yard, fixed
the patio and fireplace, painted the garage and cleaned it out, and put
up a basketball ring.  They won't recognize the place - it's never looked
so good!  Why don't you take the rest of the day off, and do something
fun?"

"I've got an idea!" Mark said.  "How about we have a 'Welcome Home!'
barbeque tonight for Dad and Phyllis, and then toast marshmallows?"

"Well, that would be lovely!" Gran said.  "I don't know if we have any
marshmallows though!"

"We'll ride our bikes down to the store and get some, and anything else
we need," Mark said.

"Good!" Gran said.  "Let me see if there's anything I need."

Gran rooted around in the refrigerator and pantry then, and in the end,
came up with a list of 5 items she needed, in addition to the
marshmallows.

When Mark and Aaron finished eating, and cleared the table, they went up
to their room, put on socks and sneakers, and then ran downstairs again,
and took the list and some money from Gran, and took off on their bikes
for the grocery store, which was at the plaza they'd ridden to a day or
two earlier.

When they got home, as they were helping Gran put things away and pick up
a little, the front doorbell rang.

Aaron went to see who it was.  It was Phyllis and Steve!  They'd only
taken one set of keys with them on their honeymoon, and they were locked
in the bottom of a suitcase.

Things were loud then for a few minutes, with everyone talking at once.

Eventually, they all sat down in the livingroom and Steve and Phyllis
told them all about their trip.  They told Gran and the boys they'd
brought presents, but they'd have to wait until they were unpacked to
have them.

When they'd finished telling the highlights from their honyemoon, Aaron
breathlessly began rattling off a list of all the things they'd done
while their parents were away.

When he finally stopped to take a breath, Phyllis said incredulously,
"You did ALL that, AND you worked on the yard and garage while we were
gone?"

"Worked on?  They nearly renovated them!" Gran said, smiling.  "Wait'll
you see!  You won't recognize the place!  Mark's a real go-getter!"

As Mark blushed, Steve grinned at him, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Way to go Tiger!" he said.

"Oh we didn't do that much!" Mark said, smiling foolishly.

"YES WE DID!" Aaron cried.  "You gotta see it!  C'mon!"

With that, he leaped up and headed for the back of the house.

"I guess you'll be getting the tour now!" Gran said, smiling.

Smiling, everyone got up then and followed Aaron out through the kitchen,
onto the porch and down into the back yard.

"OH MY GOD!" Phyllis cried, staring incredulously at the neatly trimmed
and weeded yard, repaired patio, and painted garage.

"You did ALL THIS???" she asked incredulously.

"Yeah, and we cleaned out the garage too!" Aaron crowed, grinning.

"You did?" Phyllis asked, her eyes getting big, as she grinned and
squeezed Mark's arm.  "That had to be so much worK!  It's wonderful!"

"Well... I kinda like cleaning out places like that," Mark said, still
blushing.

"YEAH!" Aaron cried.  "And, Mark made us a basketball hoop and we found a
couple bicycles and fixed them up too!"

He grabbed Phyllis's arm and dragged her off toward the garage then, as
everyone else followed.

"You really did do a lot of work!" Steve said, smiling admirably at his
son as they stood on the patio, after Aaron had shown them everything.

Mark blushed deeper and said, "Well, you know how I love to sort through
old junk!"

"Oh you do, do you?" Phyllis asked, looking at Mark in a suddenly hopeful
way.

"Uh.... yeah," Mark said, skeptical about the answer he should give.

Phyllis chuckled and said, "Well, if you mean it, feel free to attack the
basement and attic!  Just be careful of the old Christmas ornaments in
the attic!"

"OK," Mark said, grinning.  "Aaron and I were looking for something to
do!"

"Cool!" Aaron said, grinning.  "Can we start in the attic!  There's stuff
up there that came with the house from even before Mom was born that we
don't know what it all is!"

"Wow!  OK!" Mark said, smiling.  "Sounds interesting!"

"Well, we're going to go unpack," Steve said.  "SO you can get on it
right away if you want!"

"Cool!  C'mon Mark!" Aaron cried, and turned back toward the house.

Grinning, Mark said, "A man's work is never done!"

The adults all smiled, and Gran said, "Well, come down if you get thirsty
or hungry!  I'll make you snacks!"

"OK," Aaron called back as he mounted the back steps.  "C'mon Mark!"

Grinning, Mark followed him.  A few minutes later, the two of them were
upstairs, crawling through the attic.

"wow!" Mark said, grinning.  "Look at all this great stuff!"...

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