Date: Mon, 17 Apr 2000 17:24:50 -0400 (EDT) From: Dennis Nikols <email@example.com> Subject: The Right Time Ch. 3 The Right Time -- Chapter Three Mom called from some Greek island. We assured her all was well, as it was, we missed her of course and Stud too, well we sort of did. She seemed to be enjoying herself which we assumed meant she was seeing interesting things that punctuate extended bedroom scenes. Stud also talked to us, he was much more descriptive about the music and beach views and even described some of the archeological sites they visited, what the young people were doing and how they were dressing. He was starting to sound more human, I began to wonder it we might even begin to like this one. We worked out in the jim or swam every morning. Fred was beginning to become a friend. He would talk about music and girls and movies, stuff teens are interested in. He would often touch my body, not in a sexual way but my shoulders and arms or legs point out the muscle groups that needed work and so on. I liked his touch, he was strong and muscular but his touch was soft. He would also joke about my crotch every time a nice butt or great set of legs, male or female, walked by. By the end of the second week I was noticing several changes in my body too. I was adding mussel mass, faster then Fred thought possible. I did not tell him why. My pubic hair was also getting thicker but it is still so blond one had to look hard to see it. My missing testicle was still missing but the physician did say it would take some time. One physical sensation I was unable to explain was the almost constant tingling I was feeling in my crotch and round my anus. I was just not sure about this, I wanted to ask Fred but didn't feel that comfortable with him yet. I wondered if the hormone shots hand anything to do with it? Monica was being trained by Mary Ann who it turned out was Fred's significant other. They also lived in the building and Fred was manager of the facility as well as a trainer. Mary Ann was a pleasant good looking woman, not a devastating beauty but just nice with big eyes and a soft voice. She was well shaped and rounded not overly muscular, I guess very female. Her spandex uniform would often form fit to her crotch showing her pussy outline after she worked up a good perspiration. What I like the best was when Monica and I were on machines that faced each other that way we could look at each others bodies. Every time Monica would spread her legs or expand her chest my imagination would race to placing my cock into her wonderful crotch. She expressed similar thoughts related to me. In addition, I could see Fred's little butt or big crotch up close and Mary Ann's well shaped body moving next to Monica. Monica also found that when working on the stationary bike she would often climax from the seat-leg-seat friction and interaction, her face would often flush just at the climax point. One day in the locker room Fred came up to me and complemented me on how well my body was developing. He placed his hand on my shoulders and slid it down my back pointing out how my shape was now becoming triangular, shoulders to waste, I was obviously in a growth spirt. His hand stopped on my small hard butt, that hand literality covered it; which caused my cock to just stand up and salute. Fred quickly moved his hand away and said he hoped he hand not offended me. I must have looked puzzled. I just said, no problem. No offence meant, none taken. He looked relieved and quickly departed. Why was he acting so strange? Monica thought he was afraid I would think he was sexually touching of a minor. Oh, I see, but... Well he must be careful doing anything like that without the minor's concent and in public its a real no, no. We talked a lot about this situation. I sure liked him and liked his physical attention too. Monica said she would not mind the same kind of attention from Mary Ann either, she makes my cratch tingle like you do, she said. She knew what I wanted from Mary Ann, I must have gotten red as she commented on it. Monica also said she had a hard time keeping her eyes off Fred's crotch. She had to wonder if I felt good in her box how he would feel. We hugged and let the conversation drop. Were we learning to manage our feelings? I sure hope so. After lunch Janet went out for a shopping trip, we begged off. As soon as she was out the door we were in Monica's bed. In short order our mouths were clamped on each other genitals. If all women are as sweet as Monica than I would find it no hardship to just have oral sex for ever. We proceeded to try every position we could think of but I only lasted through three before ejaculating. We went back to oral sex until Monica's wonder tongue managed to get my cock stiff enough for several more positions and another climax. Johnny called just as Janet returned. I assisted her while Monica talked to "her boy" as Janet put it, on the phone. He showed up at our door within a few minutes. I went off to surf the net while they listened to CD's and Janet prepared dinner. Janet asked Johnny if he would stay for the meal, saying Dr. Grant would want the invitation extended when Johnny hesitated. Just before Janet left for the day she asked Monica to give her a hand in the kitchen. Johnny came in to my room. We began to talk about computing and net surfing. I wanted to get some understanding of this fellow and I'm sure he of me. His close physical presence was a bit stimulating, I was not sure what that was to mean, however. He indicated some of his educational plans and life interests in engineering and bio-mechanics. I told him dad had interests in bio-mechanics and fitting prosthesis. He showed me several web sites that related to bio-mechanics, this stuff was interesting, but then I seem to be interested in everything and anything. I showed him several of the porn sites I had found also interesting stuff, I wanted to test his reactions. Johnny was quite impressed with several as they had high quality graphics and presentations, we both talked more about presentation then content. One gay site was judged to be the best by this team of critics. I also noticed he was not put off or offended by either the gay or straight sites, he repelled as I do at the bondage stuff. I had only found one bisexual site and it was of low quality. We laughed a lot and began to feel comfortable with each other. We both showed physical evidence of the stimulation, I figured he was al least as well hung as me, that would be good for Monica. Seeing the size of his cratch bludge was also stimulating to me and I wondered if mime stimulated him? I wondered what those thought indicated about me in a more general sense? Johnny also talked more about his sister. He told me she was a few months older than me and was very good looking, real smart and highly musically talented. She was in up-state New York at a music camp but would be home next week. He was smiling when he said that. I was sure he was hoping I would be interested in her. He was sure proud of his sister and obviously likes and respects her a lot. Monica came in and the three of us joked and continued to surf the net looking for games and fun pages with games and cartoons. Johnny had his arm around Monica and she was pressing close to his body. I was getting a bit jealous, excusing myself to the rest room I turned over the mouse and left them alone to have a long talk with myself. Why was I jealous of him when I got to sleep with her regularly, didn't we just have the world's best sex hours ago, get a grip Auston! Maybe his sister and I would hit it off? I leaned back on the counter with my pants off and using my right hand, lubricated with some hand cream and my left fondling my ball I masturbated spraying the wall and floor. Returning I found them downloading several MP3's. Dad was very cordial to Johnny and he even held back asking all those dad type questions of his daughters' new male friend. Johnny was very forthcoming, seeming to anticipate what dad would want to know, he just carried the conversation with information. Dad was interested in his ideas about the application of engineering to biological processes. His father and mother were both engineers. He also spoke a lot about his sister Deborah the musician. Johnny and Monica went out for a walk after dinner leaving dad and I alone. While cleaning up we talked a bit. He expressed his concern that Monica was starting to date boys and a boy so much older then her (not quite two years). He was just being dad, I said. "I guess it is not up to you or me but Monica who she dates and when she is old or mature enough". He ask me what I thought of Johnny. I didn't want to answer but thought I had better say something. I indicated I kind of liked him and that I thought he and I could become friends. Did I want him as a friend? Yes, I think I do, he is bright and interesting and like you, never talks down to me. Dad commented on Johnny's obvious respect and adoration of his sister, he also thought I was being primed. I agreed saying if the chemistry is good it is and if not, not. He laughed at that one. Dads have different views of sons and daughters when it comes to dates and dating that is obvious, not that he ever said anything directly. I guess it is cultural and just being dad. "I think you should get accustomed to Johnny and try to become his friend, Auston." "Why is that?" "You may not have noticed how those two are relating to each other but I did, and I am not just being dad, I have seen it before. They look at each other and act toward each other the same way Linda and I did when we started dating." "You think they are in love, but they just met?" "I know they are in love, at least from a physical viewpoint. He would crawl over broken glass just to sniff her panties, and so will you when you meet the right boy or girl. I mean something deeper and more emotional. The same kind of feeling that surged through me the first time I held you mother's hand, and remember I had known her as my buddies little sister for a long time before that. It is a feeling that just takes over your sole. I could feel it between them as we sat at the table." "Rather unscientific don't you think?" "Well Auston, science has many unsolved mysteries and love is one of them. A good MD knows when to use science and when to use his instincts and experience." "Then I am about to have a new brother?" "Ya, a good possibility of it" "Heavy," I said. He also wanted to know what mom had to say in her last call. I told him and also told him how much more impressed I had been with Stud's then with her description of Greece. He didn't say anything and I didn't repeat any of my bedroom comments. Dad finley asked me about my testicles. It was hard for him to ask as dad not M. D., but he did. I guess he is learning how to be a full time father all over again. I told him nothing yet but I had noticed muscle bulk increases and more pubic hair. I didn't talk about my sex drive which seemed to be on the increase. He just replied give it some time everything should be ok, he had confidence in my physicians. He then commented that he subscribed to the medical version of the old lawyer advice, "he who represents himself has a fool for a lawyer." He showed me the porn tapes he had rented and asked how we wanted to deal with them. Well watch them, I didn't quite understand. Did we want to view them by ourselves, with him, with him and others? I replied if it would lead to a real orgy, then a group, otherwise just the three of us. Well, no orgy was on his agenda. How about him and one of his lovers? Only if we didn't mind that lover knowing about our relationship (meaning Monica and I). Ok I said, and he went into his study. Dad came out in a few minutes saying one of his med school friends was a real porn aficionado, the person who had suggested the titles he rented, would join us. He didn't say if that person was male or female. This was getting interesting. Dad had some work to do so he went into the study. I watched TV. Monica and Johnny came in and we all talked a bit more. Dad joined us. Monica announced that they had gone to Johnny's apartment to meet his parents and they had invited us all for dinner on Sunday. Dad accepted and Johnny went home after saying good by to Monica at the door for what seemed like an hour. Monica was very excited by the time we got to bed, I guessed the combination of Johnny and Auston chemistry was a bit overwhelming. She liked Johnny's parents and his sister is a real looker, judging from her picture she told me. I guess she wants me to find a partner too. I told her about what dad had planed for Sat. She wanted to see the movies but was not sure about a stranger in the room. I just told her it would not be fair for us to be able to work off the stimulation and leave dad on his own. Well he could join us, she said. I told her no way would he do that, at least not a long as we were living his his home and in his care. We just giggled and fucked. Was dad right about Monica and Johnny? Would that relationship impact on our sex activity? Yes it would but I have no clear idea how. That Sat. we had the porn night. Dad made lots of popcorn and got things ready. He had a few beer for us and lots of pop. His med school friend arrived. Dr. William Walters at your service the man said introducing himself and shaking our hands. We chatted a bit and dad served beer and popcorn. He told Bill that he got the titles he suggested and that we all looked forward to hearing his critical reviews. Bill looked a bit confused. I said that Monica and I had begged dad for the porn movies and that is why this is all taking place. Monica just nodded. I hope you don't mind these two viewing the movies with us? What could he say. Dad had 3 videos, one was straight hetero sex with lots of girls and men doing it in every location and position possible. The plot was stupid and dialogue bad but the action was good and they were all good lookers. I finley asked why the man took it out to come. Bill told me that is one of the conventions of this genre. In one scene two women got it on. Monica didn't understand how they could finger themselves and each other with such long nails. We all laughed but no explanation was given. I guess long nails are also part of the genre like the women keeping high heal shoes on while they fuck. I am not sure if we learned any techniques in this one the books had been reasonable complete. In one scene a fellow used a dildo on one model and we resolved to get one for us. In another the fellow made a big deal about fucking the girl in the butt. Monica asked if that hurt. Bill said not if you are accustomed to it. Dad suggested it needed to be attempted with care and might hurt the first time or two. I had read about butt plugs used for training and figured it must be a small version of a dildo and we would get one of these too. The other two were bi films. They showed men and women, women and women, men with men and man with men and women. Now I know why my anus tingled some times when I saw these fellows plugging each others butts. These films had slightly better dialogue and more reasonable plot lines. What we got a good look at was every combination of male and female models fucking some I had never dreamed of. The most outstanding scene had a women with a double headed dildo one end in her pussy and the other in a male ass while the men sucked each other. When the films were done we were all very hot. Bill was looking at Monica and me with longing eyes but dad just took his hand and lead him away. Monica and I took the hint. We were at each other, it was difficult to even get our teeth brushed. I just couldn't stop thinking how much I wanted to get my fingers in her butt and how much I want her's in mine. Sometimes we must read each other minds, I didn't ask but she had her fingers in my anus and my cock down her throat in seconds. Wow what a sensation. We resolved to experiment with other kids as soon as possible in every way possible. Within several days we had found the adult toys on the internet and ordered a wide selection: 2 training butt plugs,3 dildoes all different, lubes, and very sexy undies for each of us. All this stuff came by overnight delivery and were put into use even faster. Dad never complained about our Visa bills, we did try and keep them reasonable. I began to think about the butt fucking images. The still pictures had not stimulated me like the animated versions but now having seen the animated versions would the stills have new meaning? By the time of Monica's next period we were ready for full anil intercourse. Monica found vaginal sex uncomfortable during her high flow time, and it makes a bit of a mess too. We thought anal sex would be the answer and it is. Monica was afraid it would hurt but after keeping the little training butt plug in for a few hours and following the instructions I had found on the internet, everything went smoothly. While I used my fingers to stretch her and fondle her pussy she put a condom on me and slicked it up. She knelt on the bed with her bum in the air I eased into her making several attempts, each time getting a little further, finley berrying my cock to the hilt. Monica used one of the medium sized vibrating dildoes on her pussy while I pumped slowly at first and then picked up speed as we closed on orgasm. I could feel the vibrations too it was great. Filling my condom I semi collapsed on her back and reaching around played with her breasts and kissed the back of her nick until she expelled my now deflated cock from its pleasure hole. Butt fucks are so good I thought, I could do this any time, all the time. I wondered if boy butts were as nice as girls, I concluded they must be just from the philosophical point of view. After a brief recovery time Monica took a long and relatively large dildo to give me her version of a butt fuck. This was my first time in the anus. Monica was as careful as she could be, her dildo was a bit larger then my real cock. I assumed the position, when she pushed in, it hurt a lot for a few seconds but then the pain turned to pure pleasure, I stiffened right up too. Monica fucked and fucked, long strokes, short strokes, quick and slow until I finley came, this was one hell of a prostrate massage. She pulled out and turned me on my back to suck the last of my semen into her mouth. I think we will need to order a strap on for Monica and I. I love this sex stuff and I love my sister for sharing it with me and I really like getting my butt fucked. I'll bet boys are better then toys. We were soon invited to several parties or get togethers with other teens in the neighborhood. Most of them were into drinking and some, social drugs. We knew dad's opinions on these things and just stuck to beer. Now we had tasted beer many times and liquer and wine too. At the first party in that atmosphere I guess we over did it a bit and we both got drunk. I don't think we had more then 4 or 5 but when the most you ever had at one time was one, and you only weigh 140 pounds or less it must have been a lot. Johnny helped Monica back to our place as she could not walk and I was to sick to help, the room kept moving around. Dad was already in bed and we must have been quiet, as he didn't get up. Johnny helped Monica into her room and quickly departed. I lay down but the room would not stop spinning. We were both sick, god I hate the taste of vomit. I wanted to love Monica's body not my white china friend but a boy has got to do what a boy has got to do, vomit. Dad must have known but said nothing, as he did seem to make lots of noise in the morning. Damn was my head pounding. Monica wanted to sleep in too but Janet just made more noise, she was vacuuming at 8:30 am. We came out looking like we had been dragged through knot holes but all she said was, "about time you two got up." I think it was her overly cheerful voice that made the situation so unpleasant. Monica drank orange juice and got sick again, almost as soon as she emptied the glass. I just sipped water, slowly after seeing what orange juice did to her. Dad came home for lunch and had a little talk with us about loosing control, not knowing our limits and drinking underage. He explained we were hung over and nothing cured it but time, no medical magic available, you just suffer. Janet was not very sympathetic either. I didn't like the feeling of not being in control and that combined with the hang over and sick feeling has probably cured me. Monica expressed the same idea. Dad said we had to experiment and as long as we did it in a controlled way he understood. He also though we should learn from our mistakes and experiences. Janet suggested we not party with those people again. Johnny came in to check on us, well Monica for sure. He figured we had learned something and pointed out that had we not left when we did, others would have been able to take advantage of our conditions, looking at Monica. Dad and Janet left the room saying nothing. I thanked him for looking after Monica as I had let her down. Monica said I was her brother not her keeper and thanked Johnny for being such a gentleman and not taking advantage himself, for which he would be rewarded; after she felt better that was. Monica gave Johnny a little kiss as a sign of good faith. Dad went back to the office, Janet sat the three of us down for one of her grandmother talks, as she put it. "I know you don't want to sit and listen to this old lady but it is the price you pay for being stupid." She ask how much we had to drink? Told Johnny he should have stopped us. Thanked him for helping us home. Gave us the drinking and driving lecture and told us next time she would make our hung over lives even more miserable, something like living hell. "That's what I did for my children, that what I will do for you," pointing at all three of us. She also reminded us that if we ever needed help or transportation dad or Dr. Schultz was just a call away. At another of these parties I tried pot and found that I didn't like the feeling of not being in control even less then the beer, but at least I didn't vomit. Monica and I have been very careful with drinking and have never used any social drugs since. I found all of these things take the edge off sex and make it mechanical. Hell, if mechanical is good enough just masturbate, which I do often enough anyway. For the edge you need a sharp brain.