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A loving family - Simon - 11-24-2025
Chapter 1
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"Daddy, why is Jack hurting Mommy?"
My father just laughed and held out his hand to beckon me from the door, where I had been standing for a while, sucking my thumb and quite confused and unnoticed, watching the scene and hearing the noises that had woken me from my sleep.
Of all the times I've cuddled with my father before and since, and played with his hairy chest, this moment has remained the most vivid in my memory: hyperreal. I can relive the sounds, the smells, the flavors, and of course, the feel of his skin and hair in that moment…
Dad pulls me close and takes me in his strong arms, and I lay my head on his neck, smelling his unwashed, shaggy hair tickling my face. As always, instinctively, one arm goes around his neck, the other cups his broad chest and grabs a strand of hair near one of his nipples.
As my mother cries out again, while my brother thrusts his hips against her bottom and pushes her forward so that her milky breast swings forward, I must have pulled hard on that wonderful hair through which I so love to run my fingers, because my father's hand reaches up and wraps itself around mine, covering it completely and gently opening it.
He turns his head, presses a kiss to my forehead, and then tries to soothe me with his deep, echoing voice. "It's okay, baby, Mommy's enjoying it. Maybe you can make her feel good,
Just like Jack did when you were a big boy. Look, you'll see, she loves it.
that your brother does that.”
I turn my head away when she cries again, but when she sighs my brother's name, I turn my head back and look. I glance down and see that Dad's free hand, the one not under my bottom holding me to his side, is playing with his penis.
"Dad, your penis is hard, does it hurt? Is that why you're rubbing it?"
My little penis had already become hard a few times, and it hurt so much when it happened, usually when I played with it and pulled my foreskin back as far as possible, and my glans twisted towards the head – I had gotten myself into pain from pulling it back so much, and Dad had told me to be gentler with myself.
He squeezes and kneads my buttock, as always when he holds me like this. Daddy's big, firm hand encircles my entire bottom and squeezes it. It's so soothing that I relax a little more.
"No, baby, this feels good. Remember when I told you it's okay to play with your penis, but only if you're gentle with it, then it feels good? That's why Jack puts his penis in Mommy, it's good for both of them."
It took me a minute to process what I'd been told. My brother's penis was erect, and he put it inside Mom to make it feel good? That just didn't make any sense.
"But where does he put it, in her butt?"
My father laughed again, this time drawing my mother and brother's attention to my presence. My mother turned her head and smiled, and my father carried me to them.
"He's confused about where Jack's penis fits inside you. Jack, pull it out and let him see."
I leaned away from Dad's body, still holding him tightly around the neck and reaching for his chest hair, but I wanted to know where Jack's penis was. What I saw didn't help. I saw that his penis was as stiff as Dad's and that it was between Mom's legs. I saw her bottom, the hole was clearly there, even twitching a little, and I saw Jack's penis twitch, just like mine did when I played with it. So he was just sticking it between her legs? I knew Mom didn't have a penis, just hair, and when she peed, it just came out from between the hairs. I'd watched her pee, so I was sure that was how it was. Maybe it was in her urethra. But how could his penis fit in there? The hole in my penis where the pee comes out is tiny. So are Dad's and Jack's. So how could it fit in there? But it had to fit, where else would it go?
I turn back to Dad's neck and suck my thumb again as I watch Jack start thrusting in and out. Mom and Jack start moaning again, and Dad carries me to the chair in the room and sits down. From here, we can still see Jack's penis when he pulls back. Dad starts rubbing his own large penis again, his foreskin sliding back in time with his hand movements, revealing the shiny purple glans and then covering it again, only to reveal it once more. I watch his hand slide up and down his large penis, which I've seen so many times since Dad often walks around naked.
His hand encircles it, his thumb barely reaching his forefinger, and his hand conceals far less than half of his penis. Absentmindedly, I reach between Dad's body and mine, slip my hand inside my pajamas, grasp my penis, and realize it's just as stiff as Dad's and Jack's. Dad turns his head toward me and kisses my forehead again. I feel his breath on me, ruffling my hair. He buries his nose in my messy hair and sniffs, sighing. Then he turns his head back to watching Jack and Mom, continuing to play with his penis. I watch him and begin to imitate his movements, but my penis is too thin and too small. I realize Dad is watching me, and then, rather clumsily, he pulls my pajamas down with one hand. The elastic waistband pulls my penis down until it suddenly springs free and shoots up against my body. I reach for it again, but he stops me.
"Try it this way until you're older, it's easier..."
He pulls my hand away from my stiff penis and then, holding the tip covered by my foreskin and extending beyond the base of my penis, grips it firmly with his thumb and forefinger and begins to rub it up and down. He pauses for a moment, shifts his fingers, and pulls back the foreskin, exposing my cherry-like tip. Then he slides it up and down as far as he can. Short movements compared to the movements he makes on his large penis, which rests on his stomach, concealing his navel. His finger and thumb apply gentle but firm pressure to my penis, and I moan. It feels so good when Daddy does this to me, so different from when I pull back my foreskin hard. I notice his body glistening with moisture, and I can smell his intoxicating body odor, not as sour as when he comes home from work, but similar. I breathe in his scent and lay my head on his chest.
"Feels good, Joey?"
I nod, and he takes his hand off my penis, letting me take control as he reaches for his own again. Jack moans, and Mummy keeps calling his name. She still sounds like she's in pain, but she makes no attempt to stop him. I realize she reaches behind her and grabs his buttock, holding him close, guiding his thrusts, pulling him towards her and letting go. He's reached around me and is holding one of her large breasts. I see milk oozing out. I'm jealous because only our little sister Elodie is allowed to drink from it, and this is such a waste of Mummy's precious milk. He pulls his hand back and presses it to his mouth, tasting the milk.
He grabs Mom's hair, pulls her head back, turns her toward him, and starts kissing her, just like I saw her and Dad do. Their tongues pierce each other's mouths. Again, I feel that pang of jealousy. Dad seems to notice and gently cups my face, his thumb on one cheek, his fingers on the other, and brings his mouth to mine, pressing his lips to mine. I can taste his breath, the peanuts he ate earlier while we watched the cartoon, before I fell asleep in his arms and only woke briefly to be carried to bed and tucked in. I feel his tongue press against my lips, and my mouth opens, letting it in, the strange sensation of his tongue in my mouth, pressing against my own. He continues rubbing his hard penis while we kiss like Mom and Jack, Dad's eyes on them. Dad's hand slides up the back of my head, cups it, and pulls me close, his tongue still pressing and wriggling against mine. He releases his penis and slips his hand under my pajama top, his slightly rough hand tickling the skin of my stomach and then up to my chest, his thumb brushing my nipple.
Jack moans, and the pace of his thrusts changes: slower, but longer, more determined—thrusts against Mom's bottom. Dad stops kissing me, and we watch again. Her little hole must be really big because I can see Jack's penis really going inside her. I can see her hair is wet, and the skin of her hole is wrapping around Jack's penis. His penis slides out, revealing its size, and I realize it's even bigger than Dad's. And there it is, her hole is indeed big; I can see the reddish-pink inside, surrounded by folds of skin and thin, curly black hair. Jack reaches for his hard penis and aims it back at her little hole, and I watch as it disappears inside her again until his balls are pressed against her. Dad takes my hand and guides it to his penis, placing his hand around mine, which in turn encompasses its thickness. My hand only partially reaches around, covering just a small part of it. He guides my hand up and down a few times and then lets me continue while he leans back in his chair.
Then Jack moans something else that simply makes no sense, and says an indecent word that I can only say at home.
"I'm coming, Mom, take my sperm. Damn it, yes! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Why is he coming? He's already here.
He falls back onto the bed, his penis withdrawing from Mom's urethra. Dad gently takes my hand off his penis and stands up. I try to hold him, unsure of what's happening, but he pulls me away from his body, takes my hand to comfort me, and leads me to Jack, who is lying on the bed. Mom has fallen forward onto all fours, as if she's playing with the dog. I see her urethra and her anus, both twitching. Jack's penis is twitching too, and something white is oozing from his urethra. It doesn't look like pee, but it must be. Dad leans forward and, to my surprise, takes Jack's penis in his mouth and seems to be kissing it, just as he did with mine a few minutes ago. Jack groans and pushes him back, pulling his penis out of Dad's mouth. The white stuff is gone; Dad has clearly drunk it! But then Dad leans forward, and I think he's going to kiss Jack, but he opens his mouth, and the white stuff is on his tongue. He leans forward and kisses Jack, just as I expected. Jack pulls Dad to him, and they kiss passionately before breaking apart.
Dad hands my hand to Jack, who reaches out and takes it in his hand, which is just as big and comforting as Dad's. I was always just as happy holding my brother's hand as Dad's, no matter where we went. He pulls me toward him, sits up, lifts me onto the bed, and lets me fall between his legs. I feel his penis against the skin of my back, still hard and throbbing. From here, I can clearly see between Mom's legs. Her hair is still damp, but her urethra is no longer open and twitching. Her anus is twisted and tight. Dad is lying on his back in bed, and Mom leans back and moves closer to his face. Jack and I watch as he lifts his head slightly and licks where her urethra must be. Jack's arm wraps around my shoulder, and then I feel him pull my pajama top up over my stomach and chest. I raise my arms and let him pull it over my head.
When my vision returns, Mom looks like she's trying to pee, even though she can't because someone's watching—usually me! Then suddenly some of that white stuff that looks like it's from Jack's penis dribbles out, and Dad opens his mouth to catch it. Then more, it looks slimy, and it runs down her hair. Dad reaches up with both hands and opens her urethra, and even more white stuff comes out. Dad moans and licks it, reaches up and licks Mom's urethra, and again I realize that her urethra is much, much bigger than mine, Dad's, and Jack's. Dad sits up, and Jack slides forward with me, and then Dad leans in, and we kiss. A salty, bitter, sweet taste floods my mouth as Dad's tongue enters mine. I pull away as I realize the taste is from Mom's slimy white stuff. Jack laughs, turns my head around, and leans in to kiss me. His tongue is now inside me, just as I let the disgusting white stuff dribble from my mouth. He leans back, smiles at me, and rubs his hand over my smooth breast.
"Like my sperm, Joey? Yes, give me my sperm back."
It just doesn't make sense to me. Is this white stuff "semen"? Was it his, not Mom's?
Jack leans back, licks my chin, where there's clearly some semen, and then pushes his tongue back into my mouth, and we start kissing like Dad and I did earlier. While we kiss, I can still taste the white semen, but it tastes much better than I first thought. Not as delicious as I imagine Mom's milk would be, but not really disgusting anymore either. Dad stands up, and Jack stops kissing me and watches as Dad presses his thumb and finger on either side of Mom's wet vulva, opening it. I can see it's still wet and glistening; there's still some of Jack's semen on the hairy skin between her vulva and her anus. Daddy keeps her vulva open while he uses his other hand to grasp his stiff penis and press it against her anus. Then he strokes it down to her anus, covering the tip with semen, and then slides it between the fingers of his other hand right into her open anus.
He pushes deeper, and within a second his penis is completely inside her. Mom screams, just as Jack had instructed her, and Daddy thrusts again, and I feel Jack's penis twitch against my back. His hand slides from my chest down my stomach, his finger dipping into my belly button, making me giggle. Mom's screams are no longer a problem; she's clearly enjoying it. Jack's hand moves further down, finding my now-soft penis, then continues rubbing my testicles in their tight little skin sac, then lower again, pinching the skin between my testicles and my anus. I squirm and giggle, my penis instantly hardening. Jack's finger plunges even deeper, touching my vulva, which makes me giggle even more, both at the sensation and the arousal of being touched where I poop. He rubs for a few seconds, and I feel my hole open a little from the pressure, then his hand returns to my now stiff penis and takes it between his thumb and forefinger, just like Daddy had done before.
He starts rubbing up and down, my foreskin sliding back and forth, exposing and concealing the tip. As we watch Daddy's big penis slide into Mommy's urethra, Jack tries to control his hand movements.
to compare with Daddy's. As he speeds up, Jack applies a little more pressure to my penis, and I feel a strange sensation in my testicles, penis, and bladder. I think I need to pee, but nothing happens. Jack continues, and I feel his penis throbbing in my back, and the urge to pee intensifies. Then I can't stand the sensation anymore and begin to arch my back, twist to the side, and scream. Jack presses his mouth to mine, muffling my screams a little, and then forces his tongue into my mouth again.
"Feels good, little brother, doesn't it? Join in, you'll be right there."
That word again. Is "come" just another word for peeing? But with white stuff? I can't think, though; the sensation is too intense as Jack continues rubbing my penis. I turn further, and he presses me tightly against his strong, smooth chest, forcing his mouth onto mine again, his tongue thrusting inside. I begin to tremble, my hips bouncing up and down, and I feel like I'm about to cry and my penis is going to explode.
“Jesus, you really love this, don’t you?” Jack murmurs into my mouth.
I scream, and then I'm back on the bed between Jack's legs, his penis still pressing hard against my head. My penis is still as stiff as before, but that unbearable feeling of peeing and exploding is gone. I don't feel wet, but I reach down to avoid wetting myself, though I am dry. Jack leans forward and kisses me again, gently and lovingly. Then he moves slightly, and his penis springs out from under my head.
"Kiss my dick, Joey."
I'm glad he uses the word "cock" in my presence. I've heard him say it before, and "cock" too, when his friends are over, but in my presence it's always "cock," like our parents insist. I kiss the tip and feel sticky, clear stuff on my lips. I lick my lips and taste it, much sweeter and more pleasant than the white semen Dad had licked from Mom earlier. I kiss him again and feel Jack's hand gently touch the back of my head. I smell the musky scent of his balls. Unlike Dad, he has no hair on them or around his penis, although I've seen hair there before. It takes two hands to encircle him completely, but I grasp his penis and begin pressing kisses to the tip, his foreskin already retracted. Jack groans and leans back, pushing his hips forward and placing his hand on the back of my head, gently circling my curly hair. As I kiss him, I feel him gently push with his hand, the tip of my penis sliding between my lips. I try to kiss his penis with my tongue, just like I did with Dad earlier. This makes him groan, so I try harder, taking more into my mouth and licking it.
"Damn, you're a natural at this. You've done this before, haven't you?"
I shake my head and look Jack in the face to tell him, "No," insisting that I've never done that before. I try to speak, but his hand on the back of my head holds my mouth against his penis.
"Jerk me off while you lick him."
I have no idea what he means, and I assume he means I should kiss him with my tongue. So, with the tip still in my mouth, I lick around it. My mouth opens as he pushes my head down a little further. His other hand reaches down and wraps around one of mine while he pulls the other away from his penis.
"I said, jerk him off. Like this..."
He starts moving his hand up and down, just like Dad did earlier and showed me. So I start moving with him, and after a few thrusts, he lets go of my hand. I put my other hand back so I have him fully around again and continue stroking him while licking and kissing the tip. Mom and Dad are still moaning behind us, and I see Jack watching them as I continue. My attention is focused on my brother's penis; he's enjoying the taste, the feel, the thrill, and he loves that I'm obviously making him feel good. After all, I'm a natural! I feel him press a little harder on the back of my head, and I try to open my mouth as wide as possible to take his penis inside while I keep kissing him. I feel my teeth graze the tip, and he flinches when I look up at him, but he says nothing, just continues to apply gentle but firm pressure to the back of my head. I feel him thrust his penis forward as he moans my name.
I can't open it any further, but I can feel it pushing into my mouth, and then the whole purple tip is in my mouth, my teeth on the ridge between the tip and the foreskin. I can barely move my tongue, but I keep trying, rubbing my hands up and down his stiff, thick penis the whole time. I start to drool, but I can't stop it. My saliva slowly runs down the side of his penis and then between his testicles and his thigh. I try to clean it up by rubbing it against his testicles with a finger, but I keep stroking him even though my grip only reaches partway. My jaw tries to close, and I can feel my teeth sinking into the flesh of his penis. Jack groans and pushes the back of my head back a little further. My eyes widen as his penis opens my jaw again and plunges deeper inside, forcing my tongue to the floor of my mouth. He grabs my hair and pulls my head up slightly, only to push me back down. His penis sinks deeper into my mouth. Up again and then down, and I feel his penis throbbing, trying to open my jaw wider. I realize his penis is getting thicker the deeper it goes into my mouth. I thought I couldn't open it any wider to take the tip.
His penis stretches my mouth. But then I gag as its tip reaches the back of my mouth. He holds me there, his penis throbbing in my mouth, and then he lets me pull back. Before I can remove my mouth from his penis, he slowly pushes my head down again, and within seconds it's back in my mouth. I gag again, but this time he doesn't let up. Tears well up in my eyes, and I start to fight. And then he lets me go. I try to breathe, but I can only do it through my nose, which is clogged with snot. I feel something dripping from my nose, and I inhale it, swallowing it down, my face feeling like it's going to explode. And then that sweet breath, just when I think I can't stand it anymore without breathing. I swallow again, and then Jack's hand pushes me down again. It reaches the back of my throat again, and I gag once more. He holds back his will, and I try to swallow, which makes Jack groan, and then I realize that I can breathe through my nose.
He thrusts a little, and just as I think I'm going to be sick, he pulls out. I feel his penis throbbing, and then my mouth is suddenly flooded with the bitter, sweet, salty, disgusting, but maybe not so disgusting taste from before, when Jack kissed me with the semen Dad had fed him from Mom's little hole. His penis swelled with each spurt that filled my mouth. I feel something squeeze between the corners of my mouth and Jack's penis, but there was more, and I swallowed. The escaping semen dripped down my chin. And then more—another spurt, but the throbbing of his penis was less. I had to swallow again, and then another mouthful.
One more sip, and then I feel Jack pull my hair and lift my head from his still very stiff penis. My teeth graze the tip, which makes him groan, and then it's free from my mouth. My jaw aches, and I still have some of Jack's semen in my mouth. Before I can decide whether to swallow it or just let it drip out as the rest runs down my chin, Jack pulls me closer, and his tongue is in my mouth.
Then I notice that Mom and Dad are watching us. Dad's penis isn't fully erect and is shrinking as he sits there. His finger is rubbing Mom's urethra, and I see that there's more of the white semen there.
This time it has to be Dad's sperm. He pulls his finger away from Mom, holds it out to me, and pushes it into my mouth. It tastes different than Jack's, not as sweet, but still that disgusting, yet not
Disgusting taste. I suck on his finger and swallow.
"You see, he really is a natural talent," Jack says to him.
I beam at them, happy that I'm so good at this and that I'm with them. Mom grabs my hand and pulls me close. She pulls me across her lap, and I realize her nipple is right next to my mouth. She presses my aching jaw against her breast with her upper arm, and I open my mouth and take her in. I start suckling, just like I've been so jealous of my sister these past few weeks. The taste of Mom's milk fills my mouth, so much sweeter than the milk from the fridge. Just as warm as Jack's semen, but without the bitter saltiness. I swallow and keep suckling, just like I did with Jack's penis before he pushed it deep inside me. My penis hardened at the thought, and I reached down and started stroking myself while I drank Mom's milk. Jack came over and took her other breast in his hand, so milk started to drip out. He leaned forward, licked her, and then kissed our mom on the lips. He bent down again, and I thought he was going to suckle her, but instead he got her to bend down further and lean back further, her legs bent at the knees and spread, me on her stomach. He ducks between her legs, and I hear him licking and realize he's licking Daddy's sperm, which I guess is still in Mommy's urethra. She moans, and when I look up at her, Daddy comes over and kisses her. Then he bends down and kisses my head, and then Jack's. As I continue suckling and feel my stomach filling surprisingly quickly, I realize I'm falling asleep. I force myself to wake up again, still playing with my stiff penis, but the room is blurring. Dad kisses me again while he cuddles Mom, and Jack continues licking her peehole. Awake again! I want it to continue like this. Sucking, like Mom did when I was little, but again it all blurs...
I wake up and find that Jack is no longer between Mom's legs, but wrapped around her. He must have licked Dad's semen from her urethra. Elodie is now lying at Mom's other breast, suckling at her nipple, while Jack's hand rests on her naked body, cupping her bare bottom. I languidly reach behind me and put Mom's nipple back in my mouth, more gulps of sweet milk flowing into my mouth. I recognize the gentle pressure on my bottom as Dad's hand. He rubs it and kisses the back of my head as he inhales. Jack's hand reaches for mine and holds me tight, wrapping his arm around Elodie and Mom, and I fall asleep again, safe and secure amidst them all.