Date: Wed, 13 Oct 2010 13:23:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: kevin Donovan <letsgonaked2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: special services division, gay male incest, chapter 28

This story continues to depict graphic descriptions of sex between males,
including relatives.  If that offends you, or if it is illegal to read or
possess such material where you live, leave now.  All characters are above
the legal age for consensual sex where you live.  This is a fantasy!  It is
entirely fictional. The author does not condone either unsafe sex or any
kind of sexual abuse or exploitation of minors.  Your comments are welcome
at letsgonaked2000@yahoo.com



SPECIAL SERVICES DIVISION

CHAPTER 28

HOME FIRES BURNING

          "Oh, and by the way," Mom said, once all the hugging, and
greeting, and obligatory, my-how-you've-grown-up's had gotten done, "you
got a call from your guidance counselor at school.  Seems real nice, and
very interested in you.  Mr. Kyle Somebody.  He wants you to call him,
anytime he said, at home is fine.  He left a number."

            What could Kyle possibly want with me, just a couple of days
after we left The Camp?  I picked up the small bag of stuff we'd brought
from Eddie's, which wasn't much, and pried my younger sisters off of Colin,
dragging him upstairs with me.  Yes, the girls, actually all the women,
including my mom, were ga-ga over studly Colin.  The fact that he was gay
and attached to me didn't even slow them down, in fact, I think it made it
even safer and more acceptable in their eyes to flirt with him
relentlessly.  Worse, he obviously enjoyed the attention.  I was grateful
to note that he didn't get hard, though.

            Two flights upstairs, I flopped onto the bed with my cell phone
in hand. Colin, still glowing, fell alongside me to listen in on my side of
the call.

            Kyle, it turns out, had taken a look at all my files and
records immediately upon returning to visit his office, where he was
already at work scheduling for the coming term.  He did some figuring, and
hatched a bold plan.

            I guess I forgot to mention so far that I'm pretty smart,
academics-wise, anyway.  Well, I should say really, really smart.  All us
kids do well in school--Jeff has a scholarship and all, and Mike has pretty
high expectations also, but I'm probably the all-star achiever of the
family, in school.  I'm also a good test-taker and tend to ace those
achievement things.  To get to the bottom of it, Kyle had figured out a way
for me to do two years of school in one, and get advance college credits to
boot by maxing out my schedule.  It would be a tough year, and I'd even be
taking classes in the summer to finish--but I could be early-admitted to
the University, and I could be with Colin in just one year, and also finish
University a year-and-a-half early to boot.

            "It's up to you, Bud," Kyle said.  "You'd miss a lot--high
school graduation, being with your friends, a lot of social stuff--but in
the long run, if you and Colin are serious and permanent, it could pay
off."

            I didn't really have to think about it.  One look at Colin's
lit-up face when I explained it to him confirmed to me that we are, indeed,
serious and permanent, and I agreed on the spot.

            "When I come to visit, Babe, I'll probably have to study a
lot," I cautioned.

            "Hey, I study, too," he reminded me.  He winked.  "And I can
take you from behind while you read or type at your laptop on the desk.  I
can rest a book on your lower back, too, while I fuck you."

            So it was settled.  I hoped for a somewhat better sex life than
he described, but at least I was going to get to be with my lover for real
much sooner than expected.  And having a semester credit when I did arrive,
I could skip the mandatory dorm residence nonsense, too.

            My mom had no real opposition, though she kind of fretted that
I'd be leaving her nest so soon.  I knew Dad wouldn't object.  He'd be
happy for me.

            But Mom said, "I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to
put this pool in now.  With you leaving so soon, it will be just the girls,
and then they will be gone, too, before we know it."

            This what?  Pool?

            Yes, without saying anything, the `rents had installed a very
nice in-ground pool in the back yard.  It went in, basically, while we guys
were at The Camp--even Jeff and Mike had not known about it, and Dad had
kept his mouth shut-- and the landscape had just been completed the day
before Colin and I arrived.

            I ran out the back door, jaw agape.  It was magnificent, truly
a beautiful installation, prettier than Eddie's!  The back yard was always
nice and private, well screened from the neighbors, and well designed.  But
now, the pool filled it in perfectly.  There was even a covered spa set-up
over by the garage/workshop building.  Suddenly, Mike came out of Dad's
workshop, which also housed our free weights and exercise gear, and he was
stark naked.

            "Hey, welcome home," he called.  "Come on in!  Eddie Rules
apply, guys!"  And he dived into the pool.

            That meant we guys could swim nude, and the girls would at
least go topless.  Colin and I hurried to poolside, well I hurried anyway,
dropping clothing items as we went (after flip-flops, I only had on two),
and plunged in.  Well, I plunged.  As I surfaced, I turned to see poor
Colin, totally naked, standing at the edge of the pool with Jenny hanging
on one shoulder and Sarah hanging from the other, both still in their
shorts and tee shirts.  He fell into the pool, taking both girls with him.

            They came up giggling and clinging onto their naked male
captive.  It was pretty yucky, really.  But I'm young, not stupid.  I knew
what the deal was with them.  On the one hand, they had some trouble
believing that a hunk like Colin, otherwise so eligible and desirable, was
actually gay, brother's boyfriend or not.  So on a very primal level, they
were checking him out to see if they could "convert" him.  All women do
that.  On the other hand, more consciously, they were just practicing their
flirtation techniques on a "safe" subject.  They knew Colin wasn't going to
sneak down to their rooms later and ravish them.  They could fine-tune
their seduction skills on him, to be used to greater effect later with a
desirable straight dude.  Plus, I was well aware that they were
All-American Girl enough just to enjoy running their hands over a hard,
sleek male physique.  I'd seen them do the same to Jeff and Mike sometimes,
too, and increasingly, even me.  So I enjoyed the cool, clear water, just
occasionally glancing over at their nonsense, but not with malice.

            Colin ate up the attention, but after a bit, he broke away
good-naturedly and swam over to me, grabbing me from behind and pulling me
into his arms.  NOW, his dick hardened, resting in my crack.  He ran his
tongue into my ear, partly, I'm sure, for the girls' benefit, just so
they'd know where things stood.  They got the message.  Relations after
that were friendly and even somewhat physical, but very brotherly, much the
way they played with the rest of us guys.  That evening, first Sarah and
then Jenny even dispensed with their bikini bottoms when we swam again,
secure in the non-sexuality of the environment.  Mom, sitting at the patio
table, undoubtedly noticed, but said nothing: she was just as unconcerned.
Dad, of course, joined us naked, as did Jeff.

            My family was pretty cool, really.  Not one of the females said
a word about the fact that neither Colin nor I had a hair on us between the
ears and the tops of our thighs, despite the fact that our trim made our
dicks look gi-normous, even limp.  They did comment on our matching
jewelry, but only to compliment it.  I went inside to the fridge to fetch
us a couple of beers, and Mom, who was there putting a few things into the
dishwasher, put her finger on my tit-ring, then moved it up under my chin
and looked me in the eye, her smooth, naked, gay-partnered youngest son.

            "You've grown up on me all of a sudden, Will, and I missed it
entirely," she said, a little tear in the corner of her eye.  "Here you
are, a beautiful, adult man, all grown up.  The boy I knew just a few
months ago is long gone.  It happened just this summer."

            I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.


            "No, Mom, that boy is still in here, and always will be.  I'm
still your boy, but just a man, too, Colin's man."

            "I guess I'll just have to share then."

            "I can love you both."

            I moved on out back to the pool deck again, and I swear she
studied my ass as I walked.  I smiled to myself, realizing--shit, it's an
ass worth studying, damn it.  Anybody can enjoy a thing of beauty, eh?

            "What?"  asked Colin as I handed him his beer, still smiling
mysteriously.

            "Nothing.  I love my mom.  I love you, too."  I gave him a
kiss, and he smiled, too.

            We slipped into boxers, our family uniform, after pool time,
and adjourned to the family room.  For some reason, Jeff and Mike, usually
night owls, were much too tired to watch a late movie, and could hardly
wait to get to bed.  After twenty minutes more, Colin took pity on them and
said, "You know, I'm kind of tired, too.  What say we go on up to bed,
too?"

            The girls looked disappointed and puzzled, but Mom and Dad
exchanged knowing looks.  They knew exactly what bedsprings would be
creaking in short order.  Fortunately, Mom would not have known that Jeff
and Mike would be doing their share of the creaking, also.

            In fact, both were waiting for us in MY bed, in their
boxers--but those came off as soon as we entered and dropped ours.

            "What took so long?" quizzed the impatient Mike.

            "Damn, Dude, how obvious do you want us to be?  Now, give us a
couple of minutes to powder our noses!"

            "Yeah, you powder, `cause we got something for you soon as you
get back out here!"

            So, once we got douched and lubed, our boys mounted us
immediately upon our return to the bed.  You'd think they hadn't had sex in
months.  Actually, it had been four days, a long time for them to be saving
up jizz.

            I was pleased that Jeff wanted to have sex with me, and Mike
eagerly embraced Colin.  First, Jeff would be away soon, and I'd get plenty
of loving from Mike.  But even more, I was glad to have him acknowledge
that there was nothing special going on with him over Colin's handsome
frame.  Mike fucked Colin twice, pulling out to rest for ten minutes in
between, when they just talked quietly, and Colin sucked on his tits a
little.  But Jeff, as Colin likes to do, just kept on hunching: he bred my
ass three times without ever withdrawing, or even completely stopping his
movement.  I loved it, of course.  I came twice myself.  Jeff, though not
particularly romantic, is one sexy man.

            Once the brothers were finished with us, they headed back over
toward the room they shared, and I heard the shower running in the joining
bathroom.  Colin rolled to me and wrapped me in his smooth, strong arms and
legs.  His nose touched mine, and he bathed my face in warm, sweet breath.

            "Can you take me, too, now?"

            "Always, lover.  Anytime."

            He kissed me deeply.  His hand drifted down to grasp my cock,
hard as steel for him.

            "Hmm.  You feel good down there.  Maybe you should go first?"

            I kissed back just as deeply and stroked his upper arm,
drifting down also to caress his hip and buttock.

            "I'm always hard for you, and ready to take you."

            After a moment of further kissing and caressing, but not
needing much foreplay, I rolled my man over and slid on top of him, crotch
to crotch, straddling his thighs.  The tops of my feet pressed against the
soles of his, pressing them upward to bend his knees, rotating his pelvis.
My rock-hard cock pressed against his slick sphincter.  As he relaxed the
portal, my pole slid right into his ass smoothly all the way.  He sighed.
His hole was well enlarged, lubed, and bred already by Mike.  But
additional spaces opened to my larger dick; it felt as if it was
form-fitted only to me, to my big, thick cock.

            "Your pussy is perfect for me, Colin," I whispered.  "A
custom-designed cunt for pleasuring my cock."

            "You got it, Love.  As yours is for me."

            I fucked slowly, just reveling in the sensations his gripping
ass muscles sent shuddering up my dick and into my pelvic area.  My balls
dragged wetly against his taint at every inward thrust.  He kissed me
hungrily, and began to groan a bit.

            "Oh, dear God, how I love you," he said after a bit, tossing
his head a little.  "Please, Will, fuck me hard.  Fuck me deep.  I love it.
I love YOU."

            The familiar wet, slapping sounds of happy sex filled the room.
The air was already long filled with the funky incense of male-on-male
fucking.  But my nostrils only took note of my lover's sweet, distinctive
aroma, and my ears only attended his happy, fulfilled murmurs.  He
continued to talk dirty to me, in a low voice.

            "Fuck me, Will.  Oh, yeah.  I love it.  Give it to me.  Hard.
Deep.  Oh, yeah.  Oh, man, I love you so.  I love the way you fuck me."

            The tempo increased as that familiar tingle grew inside my
balls and the plumbing of my dick.

            "I'm shooting."

            He grunted.  I felt his load of cum splash against my navel as
my own erupted into his ass.

            "Yeah.  Breed me, Babe.  Breed my ass with your baby makers."

            I spasmed repeatedly into my man, planting my seed deep inside
his gut.

            I collapsed, sweating, onto his body.  He didn't let me rest
long, though.  It was getting late, and he still needed to breed me back.
He bit into my neck lightly and rolled me over onto my back, crawling atop
me.  I pulled up my feet and spread my knees of my own accord to receive
him, and he entered me abruptly, almost roughly.

            "Oh, that feels so good, Colin.  You know how to please me."

            "Mmm.  Feels good from this side, too, as you well know."

            He hit his stride quickly, eagerly.  He'd been on bottom now
for over an hour, and he was ready to be the stud.  He deep-dicked me
smoothly, gradually gaining in momentum.  My ass, so recently used by my
brother, seemed to take up where it had left off, sending feelings of
warmth and fullness through my body.

            Colin's first injection came after ten minutes of steady
fucking.  Remaining inserted, he slowly toggled halfway in and halfway out
for a couple of minutes, hard as ever, as he replenished his sperm-load
from his inner supplies.  Then, he picked up speed again.  Sweat began to
gather in the depression of his spine, and puddling at the base of it,
above his hips.  I caressed his strong shoulders and biceps as he kissed me
deeply, still hunching.  His thighs spread apart, further pushing my knees
up and out to spread my ass open.  His scrotum dragged against mine and the
sheet beneath us.

            Just before Colin spermed me for the second time, I experienced
an amazing anal climax.  From the inside, my entire gut began to tremble in
a quake that originated in my prostate, but spread all over.  I think even
my limbs twitched.  I shuddered, and then he cut loose with his load in my
gut.  I felt almost paralyzed, but extremely pleasured and happy.  Again,
Colin slowed his thrusting to minimal as his organ recuperated.  In
minutes, he had begun increasing the tempo again, going for a third
ejaculation.

            I lay beneath him passively, but internally, savoring every
stroke.  He deep-kissed me again, and I received his tongue, but scarcely
responded.

            "You OK?"

            "Unngh."

            "Hmm?"

            I would have to make the effort to answer, or he might stop
fucking me.

            "Yeah, Babe, I just...I just had a very special orgasmic
experience.  You're the man, Stud.  You did it.  You're still doing it."

            Colin rested his face next to mine, and resumed his momentum.
He fucked me for another quarter hour, my knees rising on either side of
his hips, my feet planted beside his thighs, but also scrabbling at the
sheet with my toes as his long cock battered deep inside of me.  It was
possibly the best fuck I'd ever had, even with all the many fucks I'd taken
that summer.

            The third ejaculation hosed my bowel.  Finally, Colin began to
slow his thrusting, as the emissions waned to a trickle.  He rested atop
me, panting.

            "Oh, God.  I really, really love you."

            "Ditto."