Chapter 11-1
Compromise
Part 2
I was about to get up from the table and bring my stuff in. Then I grinned, knowing how to get my answers. Good old Dad gave me the solution. I sat back down and said. "Bishop Earl," having him correct me.
"Call me Victor son, we are not in church, and I know you more intimately than that, for you to call me Mr. Earl or Brother Earl."
I nodded and said. "Ok Victor, you know I know that your entire family signed my Dad's contract of privacy and permission and consensual, unless any of us say no and remove yourself. Or are you just saying no when you're not interested in what we are about to do to you at the moment?
"It also said no lies and no secrets, so you know my mother has signed it as well and so has my brother. I too have signed it. So, we are all on the same page. Am I correct in thinking so?" He nodded, and I looked around the table as they gave me each a nod saying I was correct.
"I am going to ask you a series of questions, and I want an honest answer. Starting with a word we are all familiar with even though I dislike the word because it is vulgar. I want to know from each of you, and more so from Greg and his brothers and sisters. to tell me if they have ever masturbated. And I am not asking if you have done it alone, because that would be too easy because everyone does it.
"I want to know if you have done it where anyone has seen you. Yes or no is what I am looking for. I will go first, so you know I am not hiding anything. Yes, I have. In fact, I did so last night inside our tent. Three times to be correct. My mother can vouch for me because I want her to tell you how I did it and whom I did it with, and when?" I looked at Mom as I watched her swallow hard. I said. "Go ahead, Mom, tell them. I won't be embarrassed." Mom took several swallows then looked at me asking me if, I was sure. "I am Mom. They need to know."
Mom corrected me and said. "Actually, it was five times or more, son." I smiled and said, "Glad you were paying attention. Now tell them how I did it and with whom, including orally."
Mom looked uncomfortable as she looked down at her empty plate. "The first time was when you were with Mr. Kenly as you two were talking, and he and you did it together just a couple or few strokes, nothing serious."
I said. "Go on. What did I do next?"
Mom started to sweat asking, "Are you sure, son?" I nodded I was. "When your Dad and I came over you had stuck his penis in his mouth, and you were doing him orally and were just finishing when we approached. 'I said Eric J. Shepherd! What are doing with that man's penis in your mouth? Having your Dad correct me saying don't you mean, Eric T. Rothwell. And it looks like he's having a little snack before dinner.'"
I said. "You heard my Dad ask him if he had given me permission. I am correct?"
Mom said I was. " And he said. 'He had and said it was the best he had in a long while.'"
"And the next time was?"
"After he kissed you and he reached down and stroked you as he was kissing you."
Mom blushed, but I wanted her to continue. "The third time was when your Dad kissed you and stroked you and you did likewise to him."
I asked her. "Were any of those kisses on the lips on the cheek or a full mouth breathtaking kiss?"
Mom asked. "What's the point of this son?"
I said. "Mom just answer the question. My point will be clear soon enough I promise."
Mom took several swallows of water and wiped her brow and said it was hot in there, which it was not with the air on. Mom said. "Full-mouth kisses?"
I said. "Correct now the next time?"
Mom was really getting uncomfortable, but she answered. "When you and Mrs. Rothwell kissed, and she reached down noticing your arousal she stroked it a few times and you took her breast into her mouth, and she moaned, telling you it was really hard. And you asked her." Mom took another swallow. "You asked her to take you to the table and cure the problem, but she said you would have to wait until after dinner. Then she sat down next to you as your Dad, and she did it again, hearing you moan as I watched your eyes roll back. But they did not finish you, and you told her you wanted a full body massage, said that she could do it and your Dad wanted one as well as your brother Jared. Then everyone wanted one.
"We went for a walk while she and your Dad were getting set up and you did it in front of me and I told you to cover it up, but you refused stating you weren't embarrassed about it, and I shouldn't be either." Mom wiggled on her chair, trying to get a comfortable spot. She then said. "When we arrived at the tent, she told you to lie down on the mattress as she was explaining how to groom you and bathe you before giving the massage."
I nodded for her to continue. She realized that I was doing it for her benefit and everyone else's and began to feel less uncomfortable. "While she bathed you, she stroked you enough to get to a hard state again and stuck your penis in her mouth. For several minutes, you moaned, but she did not finish you. She groomed you by shaving off all your pelvic hair and said that it keeps you and them clean from diseases. Letting you lie there as your Mom and Dad kissed you up and down your chest feet and legs and going back to kiss you again as they stroked you, then she and your Dad finished you orally as well as Mr. and Mrs. Kenly. Giving you that needed release after three hours of stroking you until you were about to burst.
"She had you roll over and your Dad had you climb up between his legs and you did him orally as she massaged the back of you. When she was done, you shaved your brother Jared's pubic hair and bathed him as she did you, and you finished him off orally as well. Then it was your Mom's turn as she wanted you to bathe her and shave her. What did you call it?"
I said. "Sweet spot, a woman's indoor plumbing."
Mom nodded that it was correct. "And you masturbated her until she climaxed four times. Then you shaved her legs. You did the same to your Dad and groomed him, but he was already spent, but you got him hard enough to groom him and bathe his penis and crotch. We went too bed after that, and you and Jared did it again even though I made you two wear shorts. Which was stupid on my part. Because you have been sleeping naked with them most likely ever since moved in with them, but you did it to satisfy me.
"Then it thundered and lightning as you went into a storm class episode. My first I had ever seen and scared the living hell out of me, and you tried to kill me and your father who was not there. For abusing you in the church boiler-room," Mom cried as the tears flowed down her cheeks. "I am so sorry son, I did not know all these years and you your brother were reliving it over and over. I did not know.
"Your Mom and Dad said when it storms it is the worst compared to the others. Aaron's nightmares were mild like any nightmare a person would have. I had thought the ones you had when you were home last time were bad enough. Your Dad said they usually tranquilize you five times when that happens before you come out of it. Strapped down to your bed, preventing you from hurting yourself and them, but they had stopped working and were making you sick because of how strong they were and how often they had to, for the less mild ones.
"Your Mom and Dad found a new solution, and I was mortified that she had you have sex with her because you couldn't get her pregnant. They both said it was alright. But it worked as I saw you and her having sex out in the open and screamed correction, roaring like a tiger as it lightning and thundered.
"For almost four or five hours until you and she were so exhausted afterward and fell asleep on top of her both naked as the day you were born. I learned that you had climaxed fully five to seven times during that, and it surprised me and her. She just said you had a lot of pent-up energy that needed an outlet. So she offered you one.
"Then when you woke, and I found you and your Dad did it again together and when you looked up, he fully climaxed all over your face. You looked so cute, as if was just the best cream of the day, as I watched you lick it off your face and he licked the rest as if two people just shared a beautiful experience and kissed. I stopped caring, realizing they weren't sexually abusing you. They and you were just loving each other, nothing more.
"I decided right then and signed the contract. Knowing it just felt right. It was me and the world judging you and I thought God was unhappy that you were doing it as a family and to all those beautiful girls and your best nudist friend boyfriend named Dillon, who I can't wait to meet in person. Your father and grandma are going to go nuclear when they hear that. However, I am proud as punch. Just wanted you to know that. I think your grandmother will be to once she hears the story about how you two met." She wiped her tears not saying any more about it.
I smiled and spoke. "Thanks, Mom you did great," as I looked around the table seeing tears in everyone's eyes.
She gave me more than I thought she would and saw her as her heart melted, knowing why I wanted her to tell them. She needed to know why, why I felt so right about it. I asked Aaron a stupid question, but I wanted him to know it was all right and Mom and I were happy for him.
I asked. "Mom told you not to take part when my brothers were masturbating and doing each other orally. You did it anyway because you were curious about what it felt like and tasted after seeing them. Thinking it was the best cream in the world, didn't you?"
He looked down at his empty plate. "Yes, but how did you know? Mom did not even know, and they promised they would not tell her?"
I smiled and said. "When you asked Mom if you could have some, that my Dad had put all over my face after Mom tasted it, and said she had had nothing that good in a long time. Mom shrugged her shoulders, and you took a taste. You did not say yew gross like you did when I heard we were doing it. Instead, you hungered for more. And took a second taste."
Aaron blushed, and Mom kissed him fully. He did not shy back, revealing another secret that he had tried that too with my brothers. Mom said nothing, but I knew she knew before I did, or he would not have let her.
I re-asked my question about if any of them had done it openly. Greg and his Dad, his younger brother, who was fifteen raised their hands. I asked if it was together or doing each other. I watched their hands go down when I asked if they had done it for each other and did not need to ask if they had done it orally. If they hadn't done it for each other. There was no point.
So, I asked if they had kissed before. They raised their hands. I said a full open kiss, watching their hands go back down. I asked Greg to kiss me. He looked over at his Dad and mom. They nodded to him to do it. I watched him swallow hard and said. "What did you think we were going to do? Get naked and masturbate and go swimming after?" He did not answer, but that answered my question. I motioned to him and grabbed the bull by the horns said. "He had given me permission twice over. Did he want to change his mind? If he did, I would just go home."
In some ways I wanted him to say no, but instead, he came closer to me. I said removing my glasses. "It's just a kiss, just kiss me on the lips." He did not hesitate, so he kissed me. I put my hand behind his head gently and kissed him on the lips and opened our mouths slowly together and went deeper. I watched his eyes in shock, but he kept kissing me, taking in each other's breath. I watched him close his eyes as he enjoyed the kiss. I released us as he took quick breaths, moaning softly and licking his lips.
I asked him. "You want to do it again?" He dove for me as he leaned in, tipping us over onto the floor. He deepened our kiss as everyone gasped, then laughed. I held his head in my hands as we deepened it. Letting my tongue touch his, watching his eyes widen, but kept kissing me and I laid his tongue on top of mine. I explored his mouth with my tongue, letting it slide up around his teeth. He did the same to mine. We released as we both moaned. I said. "Welcome to the dark side." His Dad laughed and everyone else did too. I helped us up off the floor, righting our chairs. I said. "Mom, I think Romeo wants me to spend the night, don't you boy?"
He nodded and licked his lips asked. "Can we do that all night?"
I said. "Yes, and a whole lot more if you still want me to." He lunged for me again as he kissed me. I released him breathlessly said. "Easy Tarzan, we do not want to tire out the kiss too soon."
I had just left the table when his sister plowed into me, taking my lips. As she forced us to back onto the couch, she crawled on top of me. Man, she was a wild one, and I was not complaining as I kissed her just as deeply. When we released, I took her lips and bit softly, pulling them with me. She shivered and moaned as I released her only to have her lunge at me taking me even deeper. When I released her, I said. "Mom, I think she likes me?"
Mom laughed." You think? I would never have guessed?"
She whispered breathlessly in my ear. "I can't wait to see you naked again and all the things I am going to do to you." Kissed me again as she forced me further into the couch. When she released me, she said. "Greg, you better save some for me, brother. I am hungry?" Lifting my shirt and taking her time on my nipples and belly button.
Mom said. "You know Bishop." He halted her she corrected. "Victor. I was worried that my son might be bored with just me and his brother's home, but instead, I think he's going to have a very, very busy week."
He said. "You think? Heck, I doubt you might never see him again with his clothes on. You might want to take a picture while you still can."
Mom watched Greg as he pushed his sister aside and growled. "He's all-mine tonight. Dad said, and we drew straws remember?" And jumped on me, pinning me on the couch and kissing me again.
I knew I was in trouble and Mom and his Dad were probably right. One I was going to be very busy, and the second I put my clothes on they would rip them off me. Man, what have I gotten myself into too? Their Dad pulled them off me, before his sister could attack me again. He told me to run, not walk, and bring in my stuff before they tore me apart between them. I laughed, as I dove towards the door and said. "Now that sounds like fun."