Chapter 4

Boys Will Be Boys

Somewhere in the distant past someone once said that incest like politics, makes strange bedfellows. This can be extended to suggest that the very nature of incest is rather strange to begin with. Probably because this is a climate where inhibitions and restraints need not prevail, the participants frequently become victimized because of their own activities. There are many cases of incest where either or both partners married others and found themselves quite incapable of performing as they had hoped to. Impotence is often a by-product of an incestuous relationship and many of those who contemplate such conditions with a view toward helping often have to realize that the voluptuous sensations and thrills of uninhibited sex make a more restricted sex life unpalatable and tame by comparison.

Too, the elements of compulsion, abuse, corporal punishment and pain, often a part of the incestuous relationship, develop strong and irresistible appetites that must be dealt with if the human being is to function sexually at all.

Lesbian relationships that develop between sisters can often furnish the ultimate in sexual pleasures, joys and thrills that cannot be matched with other partners and thus a return to the incestuous affair is sometimes inevitable.

Homosexual relationships that develop between brothers can often provide unlimited sensual pleasures for both, to the point where sex with other partners of either sex is not possible or desired. Again it must be emphasized that the very nature of the incestuous affair is one of relative safety and complete freedom with the partner. Very often a homosexual affair develops to the point of extreme pleasures and desired acts can preclude any possibility of a normal marriage or the desire for such a state.

Again, as stated previously, when two brothers or sisters begin an incestuous relationship, it seems inevitable that one will dominate, that one will often abuse the other, or force indignities upon the weaker of the two. In the following case history this element of behavior is always present.

Phillip B. is now twenty-six and resides in a large city. He grew up on a farm and he and his brother Don were the only children. The parents were usually quite busy with a work load that was really more than they could handle, so the boys were left alone much of the time.

"Don is two years younger than I am, but he was always kind of telling me what to do. I was bigger and stronger and that seemed to bother him a lot, so when he would get mad about something I would really catch hell. He learned how to box and when he was fourteen and I was sixteen we got into a fight and he gave me a bad beating. From then on, I sort of did like he said.

"He used to tease me a lot about jerking off, because he was doing it and he was sure that I was, too. One day in the barn he bet me that he could shoot before I could. When I didn't want to prove it he got so nasty and mean that I finally agreed that I would beat him and so he hauled out his dick and I hauled out mine.

"Just talking about it had gotten me excited and I had a hard-on—I really had a big cock.

When he pulled out his little old nubbin and we started jacking off, he kept looking at my beauty and he seemed to be sore. At his age, he couldn't really throw much juice and I got excited and shot a big load all over a bale of hay. He just stared at it and at me. He was jerking madly and finally he threw some juice but nothing like what I had done.

"He was really sore because my dick was bigger than his and it wasn't my fault. I was bigger than he was and he was younger, too. I tried to explain it to him, but he didn't seem to understand. He reached out and put his hand around it. He felt it and then he pulled the foreskin back and stared at the head of it. He started jerking me off again and I told him he better quit. He said he wanted to see it shoot. He wanted to make it work himself. I said all right, let me sit down. So I sat down and he never once let go of it. I leaned back and he kept on jacking and pretty soon I pumped a load and he watched it spurt out. He just couldn't stop staring at it.

"He had his own cock put away then and he just kept on fondling my sexual parts. I liked it, there's no doubt about that. I liked it real fine.

"We kind of got into the habit of spending a lot of time in the barn and Don was always wanting to play with my dong and I was quite willing to let him. It wasn't any time at all until he was jerking me off while I was doing the same thing to him. He liked to lay back and open his legs with his pants down and let me play with him for hours. We'd do that until I'd get to the point where my balls were just bursting and then he'd jack me and I'd pop all over the place in a hurry.

"As I said, Don was always smarter than me and he was always calling me stupid and I figured that he was probably right. He was always telling me things about cocks that guys were supposed to have told him in school. One afternoon when we were in the barn and there wasn't a damned soul home, he was laying back and making me play with him and he told me that some of the fellows had told him that getting your cock sucked helped to make it bigger. He asked me if I didn't want him to have a bigger cock and wouldn't I help him. I didn't really want to do that, but he told me that if I would suck him he would do it to me, because the fellows had also told him that sucking a cock and feeding on the juices just loaded up a guy with hormones and things like that and a fellow could increase the size of his cock if he just did the things that he was supposed to do.

"Well, to make a long story short, he persuaded me to suck his cock and it was funny but once I got his dick in my mouth and I started tasting the stuff that came out of it I kind of went screwy.

"It's hard to explain but I just got so worked up I couldn't think straight or anything. I was sucking him so hard he said I was hurting him and even when he said that it didn't bother me. His cock was silky and slippery in my mouth and his juices were running like sap in a sugar maple tree and I was grunting like a dog as I kept on sucking trying to get everything I could out of him.

"All of a sudden his whole body began shaking and his cock started throbbing and then it started spilling out his juices. I didn't know what else to do because he was telling me to suck hard, real hard and by the time it was over I was spurting in my pants, coming like I would never stop shooting and then I just shook and sobbed. It was a real experience. I was crying when he finally made me stop. He was shaking too, and his cock was all raw and red and he said I had done it just fine.

"He said that he would do me nicely too, because I had been so good with him, but when he reached for my fly I explained to him what had happened and he just sat there, looking at me. He called me a stupid son of a bitch, and then he made me take my cock out anyway and the next thing I knew he had it in his mouth and he was really giving me a going over. I just couldn't help myself, I shot all over again and he got himself lots of hormones. He was a greedy little bastard and he just wouldn't give it up. He said he had never done anything in his whole life that gave him so much fun, and he was ready again for me to suck him some more.

"Don and I used to sleep in the same bed and it got so that we would lock our door when we went to bed and he would suck my cock while I was sucking his. We went to bed and sucked each other every night. And he seemed to be right. His cock seemed to be growing real fine. Of course, he was getting older and growing up but we just figured that it was all the sucking that was doing it. He figured that the more juice he could suck out of me the better, so he was always at me.

"One Saturday we were home all alone and he decided that he was going to try out his big cock and screw me. Naturally, with all the fooling around we were doing, we had discovered that sticking a finger in the other guy's asshole would make him come quicker and there would be lots more honey, too, so it was just a question of time before we tried sticking a cock into each other's butt.

"When Don said he was going to fuck me it got me so excited I almost came just thinking about it. He got the petroleum jelly out of the bathroom and used it. When he tried putting it into me it hurt like hell at first and then it was wonderful. It got to feeling so good that I popped all over the floor and a little later, when he was getting ready to come, he reached around my hips and began jacking me off. When he came in me, I came all over the floor again. Afterwards, he figured that if it gave me so much fun, it would be good for him, too, so he insisted that I do it to him and he popped a few times too. Prom then, we did that every time we got the chance. That was the way that we grew up.

"But Don never did grow a cock as big as mine and he sort of took it out on me. One day he got sore and he used a horsewhip on me in the barn. I had my pants down because we'd been playing and he got sore because I wouldn't let him blow me any more right then. He flew into a rage and said he wasn't going to have a stupid jerk like me telling him what he could do and what he couldn't do and if he had to, he'd beat me senseless and keep right on doing it until I got to know who was boss. He jumped up and grabbed the horsewhip and before I could protect myself he hauled off and hit me with it.

"He was like a madman. His face was all twisted up and his eyes looked crazy. He hit me across the hips and then the next time he swung the tip of the whip struck me squarely across my privates and the sensation was crazy. Once I had touched a bare wire and because we made our own current, it was 220 direct. I couldn't let go and I just stood there shaking while the heavy current rippled through my body and shook everything in me to pieces. Don saw what was happening and he shut off the power, but when he hit me with the whip, it felt just the same way in my privates and it was nice, oh, Lord, was it ever nice.

"He hit me again and again and he was careless about where he struck. He stung my cock and my balls and I started spilling all over the ground. When he saw that, he stopped with the whip and his face changed. He put the whip down and came over to me. He put his hands on my privates and started rubbing me there. Then he knelt down and sucked everything out of me while the electrical sensations just kept right on stimulating my privates. When it was all over, we talked about it and he said that he was sorry but he was always flying off the handle, and I told him what the whips had done to me and we pondered that for quite a while.

"A few days later, when we were in the bam and I couldn't get it up again for him, he made me lay across a bale of hay while he stung my ass and my balls with the whip. That sure did tilings to me and he got all the honey that he wanted after that. Naturally he wanted me to try the whips on him, too, but it didn't do anything for him, except make him sore as hell. We finally figured that there was something wrong with me.

"Well, anyway, we kept on growing up and we had a lot of fun. We were always sucking each other, so life was very good for us. When he was about twenty, Don left home. He was working and so was I, but he wanted to live in the city. That was all right with me, because I would go into town and visit with him once in a while and we would have us a party.

"Don had found out about girls and he was running around and having himself a lot of fun. I got to meet some of his girl friends. They were always beautiful and crazy about him and I could never figure out why.

"Don was always bright in school and when he finished, he got himself a very good job. He began getting promotions and was doing real good, so I wasn't surprised when he told me one night that he was thinking of getting married. He said that while he got the most fun out of fooling around with me, he had discovered that girls were a lot of fun, too and he figured that he might make it if he found the right girl. The kind of position he held, he needed a wife, he said.

"Of course, that night I stayed in town with him and he sucked my cock most of the night while I was doing the same to him and I got to wondering if any girl could do that much for him. Maybe he knew what he was doing, but I didn't know. I didn't want to marry anyone. I was quite content with Don and the things that we did together. Once I got to thinking about him getting married I realized that we wouldn't be able to have fun together any more and that really bothered me. But for a long while with him it was just one girl after another and none of them were important in his life. I could see that, so we kept right on as usual.

"Then he met Cecile and he sort of changed after that. I met Cecile, too, and I liked her. I liked her very much. She seemed to be just right for Don. She was a brunette, rather short, but really stacked. She was very quiet, very shy and she was nuts about Don. He could do anything to her and it was all right with her. He wasn't too nice to her, he's snap her head off and one night he slapped her in the face just because she had gotten him angry. She sat quite still in her chair and the tears slid down her cheeks and her dark eyes were like glowing coals in her face. She didn't say anything and a few minutes later they left me in the nightclub and he took her home. A few days later he told me that he and Cecile were going to get married and I could come to the wedding.

"They had a fine wedding and then they bought a little house and began settling down together. I would see them once in a while when Cecile would call up and invite me to dinner, but Don and I never got together any more. She kept him home all the time and that left me all by myself.

"One night when I was having a few drinks in a gin mill, I met a nice guy. He told me that his name was Ernie and that he was a homosexual. He didn't make any bones about it. That was the way he was and he didn't mind. He enjoyed it. He was a brilliant sort of guy, very much like Don and when he asked me if he could come home with me and spend the night at my place, I knew what he meant. But by then I was so damned hungry for a cock I didn't waste any time agreeing.

"We hit it off right from the very beginning. Ernie had a nice big cock and a set of balls that just wouldn't quit. We spent the night exhausting each other and it was a wonderful night for me. By morning, we had it figured that Ernie would move in with me and we would split the rent. Ernie was an advanced homo. He had lots of friends, young boys who were just dying to spend the night and let somebody drain their bodies of the juices that they made faster than they could spend them.

"Ernie invited a couple of nice young boys to the apartment one night and we had ourselves a real nice time. And after we exhausted the boys we had each other so it all worked out just fine.

"About three months after Ernie and I started living together, his company transferred him to the L.A. area and he asked me to make the move with him. I could do as well on the coast and we could stay together. So that's what we did. Once we moved out here, Ernie started making connections and he invited a lovely couple to the house one night. The boy was young and good-looking and the girl was a gorgeous blonde with a stunning figure and soft, dark eyes. It turned out that the lovely girl was a homo in drag and it turned out to be a lousy evening. The guy all dolled up as a dame just sickened me I guess, and I finally threw them out. That got Ernie sore and the next morning he moved out and I have never seen him since. I've never missed him. He was sick, sort of.

"I had a good job, even better than what I had left and I was doing just fine. Then I got a letter from Cecile and Don. They were coming out here, too. Don was being transferred. It was a big promotion for him and they were very happy about it all.

"That letter made me feel so good, it was sinful. Just thinking about Don and all the fun we had had made my mouth water. I knew that somehow, I was going to seduce him if I had to, and we would have us a real party. Just the two of us.

"I picked Don and Cecile up at the airport on a Friday night and they took over the spare bedroom in my apartment. Don would have to report in to his company on Monday morning but they were going to spend the weekend looking for a place to rent or buy. Then the storage company that was holding their furniture would ship it and deliver it to the new house. I drove them around and they saw a house in the hills, one of those places that jut far out over a canyon and rest on cantilever arrangements. Cecile fell in love with the place and Don gave the real estate guy the down payment right away. That settled that. We went out to dinner together that evening and had ourselves a good steak.

"I thought that Cecile looked even prettier than I had remembered and while she was much more subdued and quieter, she looked to be very happy. It was plain that Don pushed her around and she was alert to his every whim, but she obviously adored him and she was always smiling, always happy. Our evening together was very happy.

"The following week, Don reported for work and got himself a car and Cecile began getting their new home in readiness for the arrival of their furniture. They arranged a quick escrow and took possession of the house that very week. That weekend their furniture arrived and they got themselves moved in.

"But one important thing happened during the week. I was alone in my place watching television, when the doorbell rang. I went to answer it and Don was standing outside in the hall. He said that Cecile was at the new house working and he had come to see me. He was as hot as a firecracker and wanted us to have a party. I was as hot as he was and just as ready. We didn't do much talking. We went into the bedroom and got out of our clothes. Don stood looking at me and his cock was as soft as a rag. I went over to him and as soon as I put my hand on him he sprang erect and had a cock as hard as a rock. We fell onto the bed and then we were sucking each other off and that was just the beginning.

"He stayed until the wee small hours of the morning and when I asked him if Cecile wouldn't be worried he just shook his head. She had the car and she would go back to the hotel where they were staying till they moved into the new house. He seemed very happy and gay when he left me and he said that we would get together again very soon.

"I didn't see him for a long tune then because he and Cecile were busy setting up their house. When she was ready, she invited me for dinner. They had a charming home. Cecile told me that I should make myself welcome and visit whenever I felt like it.

"Once they were settled and comfortable in their new surroundings, Cecile went out and got herself a job. She was an excellent secretary and wanted to work. That was just fine with Don, because once in a while he would take the afternoon off and I would run in on my way home from work and we would have us a party. That got to be a habit with us.

"One afternoon, Don and I were on the bed, stark-naked, and he was blowing me and I was doing him and we heard a sound in the room and we broke apart and bounced up to face Cecile. She was standing just inside the doorway, her face as white as a sheet, her mouth wide-open, and her eyes filled with an unbelieving look. She took a step and then she just dropped into the nearest chair. She was holding her purse and just stared at us. Don sat and glared at her and he looked like he hated her.

"What the hell are you doing home?' he asked.

"She just looked at him. There were tears sliding down her cheeks and she looked miserable. He asked her again and she shook her head, trying to answer him.

"I had a headache,' she said, numbly. 'My boss sent me home.'

"Don was sitting up and so was I. I was shielding my parts so that she couldn't see them but she kept staring at me. The expression in her eyes changed and it seemed that she was liking me. She was liking me very much. A moment later, she smiled.

"I've known, of course,' she told Don. 'But, I didn't know that your brother was like that, too.'

"We've been at it for years,' Don told her quietly. 'Now you know.'

"Yes,' she said. 'Now I know.'

"Neither of them seemed to be too greatly upset about her walking in on us. Cecile's tears stopped and she just sat and looked at Don with a kind of questioning look. He smiled at her.

"You want a divorce?' he asked her.

"She shook her head slowly from side to side and his smile got even broader.

"I'll punish you,' he said. 'You know that.'

"I know,' she said. She was still gazing at him and her eyes were soft and warm and very gentle.

"It will be all right,' he said, 'you have always liked Phil, anyway. This way we all know what we're doing.'

"Cecile opened her purse and she took out cigarettes. She lit one and put the match in an ash tray beside her. Don looked at her and then at me and he gave a big sigh. He asked Cecile for a cigarette and she handed him the one she had just lit. She lit another one and she was smiling.

'-' 'Will you tell Phil about his dear brother, darling,' she said sweetly, 'or shall I tell him?'

"Don's face turned red and he looked down at the sheet on the bed. He told her that she might as well tell me. She slid out to the edge of her chair and her legs were long and lovely and she was serenely beautiful, the nice dark eyes warm and placid.

"I love Don very much, Phil,' she said. 'But he has some very serious problems. I'm afraid that you boys conditioned each other because shortly after our honeymoon, Don reached a state where he couldn't get an erection, no matter what I did to him. One night, he blamed me for bis trouble and he beat me. And two very surprising things happened. He got an immediate erection and the beating he gave me also turned me on sexually and I enjoyed it all. You have no idea how thoroughly and satisfactorily I enjoyed it. Don has been whipping my body ever since, and he is helped by doing it. I have gotten to the point where I can enjoy unimaginable sexual thrills when he does it. That's the way we live, Phil.'

"I guess I'm a hopeless queer,' Don said, sadly.

"Cecile didn't think so. She said she thought that we had been playing games together for so long we just got used to that type of sex.

"Don was watching her and listening to her. I glanced at him and saw that he had an enormous hard-on, Cecile noticed, too, and she smiled at him, then at me. Looking at her, I realized that she was experiencing a time of strong sensual excitement. She was, in other words, so hot she was on fire. Don knew, I guess, because he just grinned at her and told her to come over to him. She crushed out her cigarette, then got up and walked over to the bed. He had his knees up and he just let them fall apart and his hard-on was trembling with rigidity. Cecile stared at it and she licked her lips and then he pulled her down onto the bed. Don got his fingers into her hair and he was hurting her.

"'Suck it, baby,'he said.

"She was on her hands and knees, her rump close to me and I could see the creamy white beauty of her thighs as her skirt hiked up. She was trembling and as Don's fingers hurt her, a thin line of juice ran down her leg and soaked her stocking at the knee. She said nothing, but a moment later her mouth was enveloping Don's stubby cock and she was making soft, whimpering sounds in her throat. He was squirming around and his face showed the extreme pleasure she was giving him.

"She's the best cocksucker I've ever found,' he said to me. 'But she likes to be hurt and made to do it. She'll do anything you can think up if you hurt her first and make her do it.'

"His face twisted into a tortured expression and I could see that he was coming and his hands were in her hair practically pulling it out by the roots. She was swallowing slowly, her tiny hands busy with his balls and the base of his dick and he kept talking to her, telling her to get it all, to keep sucking, harder and harder, always harder. Then he shut up and she began bobbing her head up and down again, slowly, until the backs of her thighs were streaked with new trickles and both of her knees were wet.

"I sat there with my balls and my dick hurting me and I wondered what was going to happen next. She was working on him with real frenzy and a big gasp escaped him and then a big sigh and I knew that he was coming all over again. I envied Cecile, and I think I hated her right then. After a while, he patted her head and she slid her mouth off of him. She straightened up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. He put his hands around her waist and he kissed her. She was still overwrought and her eyes were out of focus but she smiled at him.

"It has never been that good,' she said, 'never.'

"I know, baby,' he said. 'Now turn around and see what a lovely cock Phil has. Suck him, too,.baby, and then I'll take care of you.'

"She didn't answer him. She twisted and then settled down on her knees in front of me. When she say my dick her eyes went wide and she looked ecstatic. She began handling me, her dainty little fingers molding and kneading my balls. She got one hand around the base of my prong and when her sweet little mouth slid down over the head of it, I began to feel sensations like I had never known before.

"She was moving her head up and down slowly, her tongue licking everywhere at once and it began to feel like I was touching a bare wire again and the electrical shocks were pounding in me over and over again. The sensations were just too intense and too beautiful to stand for long and she knew just when I was going to pop and just how to handle it. She slid her mouth upwards until she had the head of it under her tongue and she was sliding her tongue back and forth and exerting suction so strong that I felt the juice being dragged right out of my crotch.

"I damned near had a stroke as her tongue slid down and teased the front of my organ and then she was shuddering and whimpering again as a tremendous load poured out of me. She began sliding her mouth downward again, swallowing slowly as the gushing continued. Then she exerted exquisite skill in seeking another one. My toes were curled up into claws and I was shaking violently, aware that I had never known such intense sensations. At that moment I loved Don's pretty little wife with an ardor that was wonderful. Don was watching her, and he was smiling. He could see what she was doing to me and surprisingly, he was hard again.

"I've tried 'em all,' he said, 'But I've never known anyone could suck a cock like Cecile. She was born for it.'

"While he was speaking, I started coming again and I could not have answered him if my life depended upon it. The second time was even better and my loins were filled with excruciating sensations as she forced a tremendous load out of me. It was too much for her to handle and I could feel some of it dribbling down my rod and splashing onto her fingers. She battled to get it all and she did. When it was all over, she slowly eased her mouth up and then began licking my rod, salvaging every drop. When she finished, she licked her fingers, too and then she sat back on her legs. She was shaking and her eyes were soft and gentle and extremely happy. She gave me a drunken smile and her hand reached out to pat my balls as she smiled happily again.

"We took time out to have a smoke and Cecile sort of came back to herself. She just sat and ogled my sexual parts and it was very obvious that she liked what I had.

"Don started telling me about the way he was. He and Cecile had been all right at first and then be got into the habit of whipping her and that sort of made him potent for a while, but even that failed too. It got so that he just couldn't get a hard-on no matter what. He could go with a guy and have no trouble, but he just couldn't get it up with Cecile. She would lick him and suck him and even tongue his rear-end but still he couldn't get it up. She would wind up sucking a soft cock and make him come like that. He said she could make a dead man come, but that was the best they could manage. But with me there, he was suddenly as potent and as hard as a high school boy. He was downright grateful to me for that.

"Cecile didn't say much. She just kept staring at my crotch like she was staring at heaven and after a little of that I got another hard-on. She reached out and began jerking me off slowly and that got Don a little sore. He told her to let go of me and get out of her clothes so we would really have some fun.

"She obeyed him without a word. She slid off the bed and faced us as she began unbuttoning her blouse. She got that off and her tits were so damned beautiful it hurt to look at them. They were not too large, maybe like firm little beauties, sharply pointed and sticking straight out with tiny red nipples. She was watching me as she undressed and she seemed to like my reaction to her body.

"She dropped her skirt and slip and then was naked. There wasn't any hair on her crotch and her slit was tiny, just beginning at the base of her crotch. I found out later that she kept herself hairless there' because she had all sorts of wigs that she wore to excite Don. That way she could be convincing as a blonde, or a redhead, anything that he wanted. She turned away from us to place her clothes on a chair and she had a plump, tight bottom that jiggled slightly as she walked. She kicked off her shoes, then she came back to us on the bed, wearing a big, dreamy smile.

"Don told her to be nice to me. He wanted to watch. She laid her Body down on my chest and I could feel her titties touching me. She started in necking with me. She was really hot and her tongue was darting in and out of my mouth. Don's fingers handled my cock and as she opened her legs and slid herself down, he guided my dick into her slippery little hole. She did something with her hips and swallowed it up. She swayed and I sensed what she wanted. I rolled over and she clung to me tightly, her mouth glued to mine, her hips thrusting tightly against my groin so that she could feel every inch of my dick inside of her. She was shivering and her heels dug into my back.

"We were in motion, moving slowly and I could feel the wet slipperiness of her thighs against my skin and the tightness of her cunt. She was as tight as Don's asshole but lots slipperier. Her hips were thinking up against me each time I plunged into her and she was whistling and gasping for breath. There was exquisite pleasure in her and unbelievable passions.

"We began shoving against each other as frenzy mounted in each of us and it went on for a long time. I could feel Don's fingers playing with my balls and then she was suddenly wild, her little ass was off of the bed, thrusting up at me and then moving up and down in a quick, convulsive vibrations. Her words were loud against my mouth. 'Oh, dear God,' she whimpered, I'm coming. Oh, God, am I coming!'

"That was it for me, too. She used her little hips to jerk me off and suddenly the stuff was pouring out of me and I was shaking violently, torn and ruptured by a new and beautiful sensation. Every nerve in my body screamed in torment and her mouth opened and tried to swallow mine. Her tongue was flickering inside of my mouth and she was gasping and sucking the air right out of my throat. Her mouth closed down over my tongue and she sucked it as though it was my dick and our bodies sagged against the bed as the last of it coursed through our bodies. There was a long while when we couldn't move. She was kissing me sweetly, wetly, and my dick was still buried deep inside her honey pot. I was lying on top of her, my hips high to keep the weight off of her. At that moment I felt Don sliding his dick into my rear end and that was a real treat.

"Cecile knew what he was doing and she began moving her hips again, trying for more of the unbelievable Acosta's we had known when we were screwing. I was hard again, stimulated by Don's dick in me and Cecile's sweet mouth was kissing me and loving me and we started in all over again with the deep, shuddering gasps, the fierce frenzies. Don was thrusting in and out of me and the sexual thrills I was feeling were greatly intensified. Cecile was doing that thing with her hips again, like jerking me off with her body and then she was screeching in deep sensation and I could feel her twat clenching and unclenching around my dick. Then Don came in me and I started coming and it poured out of me in a red hot stream that seemed to burn me inside. We were a shaking, gasping bundle of sweating meat and, as the passions waned, we struggled for breath and some sort of sanity.

"Don moved away from me and I slid out of Cecile. I was still kissing her, holding her in my arms, and we were locked in loving embrace as I settled my hips beside her. I don't think I was too surprised when I realized that Don was eating her and enjoying it. He was making loud, liquid noises and Cecile's kisses were growing hotter and hotter as he worked at her crotch. Each time she came, her whole body would twitch and convulse and her mouth would suck harshly on my tongue.

"I started to move away from her but she clung to me like a leech and when she finally spent herself, she was clutching me with slippery hands and her moan of extreme Acosta's was loud and ragged in my ears. She was soaked with sweat and so was I. When Don's mouth and tongue drove her into a spasm of sheer frenzy too great to withstand, she simply went limp in my arms and her mouth went slack. That little girl had really had herself a time.

"When I finally sat up and looked at Don he was grinning. We both looked at Cecile's lily white body, still pulsing with the ending of her passions. Her eyes were closed and her face was pale. Don saw that I was a bit worried about her.

"She's all right,' he said. That's the way she goes when it is really good for her. When I whip her she will flake out for an hour or more, but that's the way she likes it, so who am I to say no?'

"I just shook my head, knowing that there was nothing for me to say. Don got up after a while and went off to take a shower. When he finished, I decided that I was going to take one, too. The spray of water on my cock got me hard again and when I went back into the bedroom, Cecile was sitting up smoking a cigarette. She eyed my dick with a hungry look and Don just laughed and told her to go ahead and eat it if she wanted to. She wasted no time in doing what he said. She handed me her cigarette and then she was treating me to another session of white hot heat in my loins and sweet misery in the rest of me. When she finished me off, she took her cigarette back from me and then went to take a shower for herself.

"She fixed us a delicious dinner and we were able to talk about things. Don said that he was very happy that Cecile had finally found out about us, and she grinned and said that she was, too. She thought I had the nicest, biggest cock she had ever seen.

"Don didn't like hearing that but Cecile laughed at his expression. She said that she shouldn't have said that, because Don didn't like hearing that sort of talk and she would pay dearly for her folly later on when he got out the whips for her.

"When we finished our dinner we settled in the living room for coffee and cigarettes. They were almost out of cigarettes.and so was I. Don and I were wearing slacks and Cecile was wrapped up in her robe. Don was sore because she hadn't gotten plenty of cigarettes but he said that he would get dressed and go out and get some. She told him to get some milk, too. He just nodded and went to dress. A few minutes later he went out and we heard the car leaving. "Cecile ,got up and moved over to sit on the arm of my chair. She bent and found my mouth with her soft lips and she kissed me hotly, wetly. She slid down to the floor and sat there looking up at me. She smiled as she reached for my dick and sat there fondling it.

"You have such a lovely cock,' she said softly. 'I love to suck you. God, do you give milk. Just like a cow.'

"She was stroking it and squeezing it. I told her that I had enjoyed screwing her. She was so tight she was as good as virgin. She gave me a funny look and another smile.

"I am practically a virgin in that place. I thought you knew. Don is strictly a back door man.'

"She bent her head and kissed the tip of my dick and she laid her cheek against it as she looked up at me again.

"Later on Don will beat me,' she said. 'You will watch, but don't try to stop him, no matter how harsh you think he is. Just remember, no matter what he does, that I've been through it all before and I love every single second of it. Don't try to interfere even if you think he's killing me. He's not.'

"She got a sleepy look in her eyes as she rubbed the head of my dick and smiled at me.

"I want to suck some more,' she said. 'All right?'

"I wasn't able to argue the matter. She gave a little laugh and then started in on me again. Her hands were doing nice tilings to my balls and she began working a bit more enthusiastically. Then I sort of lost track of things. Don returned and he walked in just as she had me coming. He just laughed and put the cigarettes on a table. He went out to put the milk in the refrigerator in the kitchen. By the time he got back Cecile had emptied me as completely as a vacuum cleaner. She looked at Don with a naughty little girl smile and he just laughed. He sat down and she went after him and emptied his loins, too. He had no trouble getting an erection either.

"We sat around talking for about an hour and then Don told Cecile to go into the bedroom and prepare herself to be punished. She gave him a sweet smile and went off without a word. He told me that he was going to really give her the full treatment and I could watch. Maybe, if he felt like it, he'd give me a taste of the whips too. He knew what they could do to me. I didn't answer him. I just went along with him.

"Cecile was sitting before her vanity. She was naked and she was brushing her soft, dark hair. Don got out of his clothes and then he went to stand behind her. His hands reached down over her shoulders and he cupped one of her breasts in each hand. He squeezed cruelly and a screech of pure agony escaped her. She straightened and she was white and gasping as the pain tore through her body. He was holding her lovely breasts in a callous grip and the pain was excruciating if the look in her eyes meant anything. He pulled and she came up off the chair and he let her fall over backwards. As she fell, her legs parted and the fluids pulsing and welling from her sexual flesh showed her pleasure quite plainly. He told her to sit up because she was going to be titty-whipped to start with.

"She knelt and held her torso high, the bruised breasts thrusting upwards and outwards. Don got a short-handled whip from a drawer and stood in front of her. He began striking her breasts, with the whip, first one, then the other. His strokes were not too harsh. He was whipping her lightly, the leather tongues of the whips slowly turning her delicate flesh a deep, blushing pink.

"I looked at the whip and it had a little leather ball about the size of a large pea at the end of each tongue. These were stinging her flesh into glowing, tingling excitement. She had a wild, exalted expression on her face and it was apparent that she was enjoying it all. Watching, I noticed that he was stepping up the tempo of his strokes and was hitting the soft flesh harder and harder. She was swaying and moaning and it was plain that some sort of sexual frenzy was building up in her. He was slashing at her breasts, stinging the blood red nipples and the rest of her sensitive flesh. A shudder began in her body and as it swept through her, she began pleading with him. Harder, always harder. He obliged her and then she went into a sort of convulsion and her body just shook and rippled with a strange sort of tension and he stopped hitting her. She sagged down onto her legs and her body kept on with the heavy spasmed motions.

"He walked away from her and went to the bureau drawer again. When he returned to her he fastened two steel clamps, the type used to clip papers together, on each of her nipples. She groaned with pain as she straightened up, and the clamps were cutting deeply into the sensitive flesh of her nipples. Then he stood in front of her and her arms went around his legs as she slid her face upward until her mouth captured his hard cock. With the pain of the clamps driving her, she brought him to glory in one hell of a hurry. He almost fell when she popped him and she drank too deeply to suit him, I guess. He hauled off and slammed her in the face to dislodge her. Then he told me to stand in front of her while she did the same thing to me.

"The fury of the pains that she must have been experiencing did something quite amazing to her ardor and she sucked like a vampire and when it was all over, she still wanted more and more, always more. I was trying to dislodge her head with my hands when I felt the sting of a strap across my behind. Don had a long strap in his hands. It was about four feet long and two inches wide, and he was slamming it across my behind. I saw the look on his face and I just stood there and let him hit me, because while he was whipping my ass his pretty little wife was forcing me into another orgasm.

"He kept hitting me harder and harder and it began to feel nice and warm. My whole midsection was prickling with exquisite sensations and when Cecile slid her mouth all the way down, I started coming. She drank like a desert traveler. The sensations were multiplied a thousand-fold and the sexual pleasures I was enjoying were just too much. I couldn't stay on my feet. I fell to the floor and Cecile never missed a beat. I was down on all fours and my rear-end was exposed. Don took advantage of it and he began using the strap again. I couldn't get my dick away from Cecile and as my rear-end began to burn and tingle with sharp sexual feelings, I knew that Cecile was going to get more of what she was after.

"I felt the strap stinging my nuts and between my legs and it got so exciting I began to shake violently. Then I was pouring my strength into Cecile's mouth and she was slaking an impossible thirst with my strengths. The strap was still touching my rear-end and the rest of me and it all became too much to bear. A thready feeling of excruciating sensation ran through my loins. Cecile was drawing off another batch of honey and I could feel her forcing every single drop from me. A great white light seemed to burst in my brain and it was the most wonderful/'

sensation ever. A moment later I was out cold on the floor.

"When I woke, Don was still using the strap, but not on me. Cecile was on her knees, her head and chest resting in the seat of a chair. Don was stroking the clear white flesh of her shoulders and her back. I sat up and watched. Her backside was facing me and I could see that her sexual flesh was convulsing every time he hit her. The juices were pouring from her, sliding down her thighs and puddling in the hollows of her knees.

"He was gradually working his way downward till he was finally stroking the pulpy flesh of her bewitching buttocks. She was moaning and twitching as he worked on her lovely bottom. I saw the strap smash in the tender flesh between her legs but it didn't seem to bother her. The juices ran a little freer but that was all. Her bottom began swaying from side to side and she began the thrusting movements like she was screwing somebody and a thin, high, keening sound began coming from her throat.

"Don was smiling now. He put the strap down and got out a long-handled whip with two lashes to it, each tipped with a round leather ball. He took up a position beside her moving bottom, facing away from her. He began stroking her flesh with the whips, lashing her smartly between her legs and the little round leather balls were dancing all over her sexual flesh until her whole crotch began to withdraw into her body. He lashed her even harder then. He was abusing her like an animal and she shivered, and then she was screeching and it was a loud, ugly sound. Suddenly her whole crotch sort of blew outwards and the juices began pouring out of her.

"She was having a monumental sexual convulsion. Don hit her once more and that did it for her. She began shaking herself to pieces, but the sweet Acosta's she had achieved was very much apparent. She slowly collapsed onto the floor and lay there, a heaving, pulsating creature, locked in the throes of a sensual Acosta's too intense for most people to even imagine.

"Don wanted us to have a party afterwards. He said she would be in convulsions for an hour or more and we could enjoy ourselves. Knowing what he could do with the whips, and that I had never been a match for him, I joined him on the bed. I enjoyed his cock and let him enjoy mine. There just wasn't anything else to do.

"Cecile was just coming out of it when we finished our little party. She sat up and looked around and it was an effort for her to remember where she was and what had happened to her. She saw us and smiled. Don went over to help her and she kissed him very sweetly. She thanked him for the wonderful pleasures he had given to her and she told him that she would be a good girl for a long time until she needed some more attention.

"She was a real mess so she went into the shower again and when she returned to us she was herself again. She put a robe on and sat down on the bed with us to have a smoke. She smiled at me.

"Well,' she said, Vhat do you think of us now?'

"I just told her it seemed that she liked what she had gotten and Don enjoyed giving it to her, so it was all okay, I guessed. I had to admit that even I had responded to the whips rather surprisingly. Don just laughed. He said he had learned that about me when we were still kids. I should have remembered. "I looked down at my wilted and overworked sexual organs and I was very much surprised that they could have actually done the remarkable things that they had done. Don said that the whips could stimulate people to unbelievable accomplishments. I believed him without any argument.

"Our sexual orgy was over for the time being. Cecile said she would make us some hot chocolate and then we could all go to bed. When she said that, Don laughed and said that I would never be able to deprive Cecile of my big dong again. I would stay the night and she would wake me up in the very nicest way. In the morning we would talk about things.

"That's the way that first day ended. But in the morning we resumed and balled all day. Cecile and Don insisted that I should live with them because that would make everything easier for all of us. Cecile promised me that she would make my life a pleasure and that Don and I could enjoy ourselves to the utmost right in their own home, and we would have her to play with, too.

"Well, that's the way it worked out. We have been living together for a long time and we enjoy our life. What goes on inside the walls of our house is our private affair and while we don't spread it around, if we want to live like that, who the hell cares about it?

"And the way things are today, we aren't much different from our neighbors. We enjoy the things that we do together. That's the big thing—togetherness.''