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 A World of My Choosing   An Out-of-this-World Story by Gil Gamesh   Chapter
Twenty-One



   I wanted to give Anna a good fucking.  I really did.  After we started,
I just wasn't sure that I was going to live through it.  At the least, I
worried that I would be forever crippled.  I knew she couldn't break my
penis off but I also knew that she could damage it if she bent it too far
the wrong way.  But I was as hot and aroused as I've ever been and I
couldn't stop her.  All I could do was let her have her way with me and
then resolve to give as good as I got.

   We both let our beasts loose as soon as we started making love, not
making love but fucking, screwing, her mindlessly sliding up and down on my
cock, me ramming it without mercy into her cunt, both of us grunting,
groaning, sweating, striving to come to completion, wanting an orgasm which
would leave us drained and limp and satisfied.

   As aroused as I had been for too long while the four of us played, I
wasn't satisfied with one jacking-off orgasm.  I thought I would come again
within a minute or so after I got my dick in her cunt but I was wrong.  My
dick was as rigid as a steel rod and my balls were drawn up neatly on each
side of the base of it.  Anna sat on my dick, slowly worked her way down on
it until it was completely inside her and my balls were pressed down by her
ass cheeks.  Then her beast gradually took control of her.  First she rode
me face to face, sitting on me with her straight arms on my shoulders,
giving me a clear view of my cock disappearing and appearing again and her
face screwed up and eyes closed, clearly already wanting to come.  I wasn't
worried that she could break it off that way.

   Then she reversed her position, her ass toward my face, and started
riding that way, with my dick slightly bent and I started worrying.  Having
it bent that way was almost painful but I couldn't stop her.  All I could
do was look at her derrière flying up and down, her puckered asshole, the
shaft of my dick glistening with her secretions.  I was relieved when she
rose up too high and my dick slipped out.

   Before she could grab it and put it back in, I quickly man-handled her
so that she was on her knees, head down on a pillow, legs spread, cunt
shining, ready.  I scrambled around behind her and slid my dick home in one
slow thrust.  I wanted to ram my dick into her, through her, deep enough so
she could never get it out, and to squirt a load directly into her womb. 
But some remaining shred of thinking made me slowly slide it into her until
it was completely buried in her.  She groaned loudly as the head pressed
deeper in.  I wanted to shove the head through her cervix and into her womb
so my semen could impregnate her like a queen bee, forever pregnant and
producing babies.  Then my beast assumed control.  Buried in her cunt, I
held it still for a moment and then began to fuck her as deep and as hard
as I could, long hard thrusts slamming my thighs against her buttocks, me
grunting with each thrust, the loud slap of my thighs against her ass, her
echoing grunt following.

   She endured it for a minute or so and then pulled away from me, flipped
over, pulled me down on top of her, stuck one hand between our bodies and
her cunt sucked my dick back in her.  She wrapped her arms around me and
pulled me down so that her soft breasts were against my chest.  Then she
locked her ankles together over my ass and lifted her face up toward mine.
I kissed her and we started tongue-fucking each other.  She bit my tongue;
I tried to bite hers.  At the same time, I again started shoving my dick in
her cunt without mercy.

   I gave her a hard pounding for a while but I still couldn't come.  She
pulled away from me, flopped down on her side, and raised one leg.  I
quickly moved behind her and slid my dick back in her hungry drooling
pussy. I held her leg in the air and fucked her that way for a moment.

   She wanted it another way.  She turned over on her stomach and slightly
raised her hips.  I moved behind her, straddled her legs, and guided my
dick between her closed thighs and into her juicy cunt.  My hands were on
her shoulders, pressing her down in the bed.  Her forearms were under her
chest, perhaps to protect her tender breasts.  Her face was turned to one
side and she was concentrating on our fucking as much as I was.  I fucked
her as hard and fast as I could.  I still couldn't come that way.

   She squirmed out from under me, shoved me down on the bed, threw one leg
over me, held my dick up, and inhaled it with her cunt again.  I wiped the
sweat out of my eyes and off my face, put my hands under my head, and lay
there gasping for breath while she rode.  I still couldn't come and I was
beginning to feel desperate.  I needed it.

   I let her ride for a minute or so and then flipped her down on her back,
crawled on board, and this time I showed my dick the way into her pussy. 
She lifted her legs, higher, around my waist, then higher so her ankles
were on each side of my neck.  I lowered myself on her and she fastened her
teeth on my shoulder and bit me.  The pain of her bite just made me more
determined to fill her cunt full.  I pistoned in and out of her for a
moment and then felt what I was striving for, that feeling of inevitability
when I knew I was going to come and nothing could stop it.

   Just as soon as I pumped the first squirt into her I felt her cunt
grasping and squeezing on my dick.  I was separate from her until the
second pulse and then it happened again.  For a few seconds, we were one
and our dick pulsed again and again and our vagina convulsed and our cervix
swallowed each squirt.  We were one for longer this time, until our dick
had spit out its last dollop of semen and our vagina had squeezed out the
last drop and our cervix had swallowed it all.  Then we slowly, slowly and
reluctantly, drew apart and we were man and woman again, separate, fucked
to exhaustion and completion.

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   We ate dinner outdoors a couple of nights later: hot ham and warm bread
and cold garden vegetables.  Iain and James shared the chore of turning the
spit holding the ham before the fire.  Anna and I prepared a huge salad
platter of cold vegetables: little green squash, red and yellow peppers,
rattlesnake beans, purple carrots and lots of tomatoes, and sprinkled them
all liberally with a vinaigrette salad dressing of Anna's concoction.

   We placed three benches between the gazebo and the fire pit, sat on two,
and ate off the one in the middle.  We didn't use any utensils; we ate with
our fingers.  We ate slowly, for more than an hour, all barefooted and
wearing only a loincloth and totally at ease and peace with what we were
doing.  Iain and James enjoyed looking at Anna's naked breasts as usual. 
So did I.

   While the ham cooled, we started with our salad and ate the vegetables
first with chunks of still warm bread.  Then we ate more bread dipped in
the juices in the platter.  The combination of the bread with the vinegar,
olive oil, and juice from the fresh garden tomatoes was a delicious treat.
I had it loved since my mother first introduced me to it as a child.

   We ate the ham next.  We had cooked the ham whole, skin and all, and I
used Big Boy to carve off enough of the skin to get to the meat.  I put
Little Boy down on the bench and we used both knives to slice off hunks of
ham.  As soon as it was cool enough, we started eating it and groaning at
how good it was.  We ate more bread dipped in the meat juices in the ham
platter.

   After a few minutes, we started feeding each other.  Nobody objected. 
Ham or bread dipped in juices was just as good from somebody else's fingers
as it was from our own, maybe better.

   There was something peaceful and enjoyable about sitting around
outdoors, almost naked, with the last of the late afternoon sun on us, the
wind blowing gently on its way up the mountain, eating with our fingers,
and feeding each other.  Perhaps there was something erotic about it. 
Perhaps it was just so damned good to be young and alive and enjoying what
we were doing and the people we were with.

   Afterwards we sat on the benches, just talking, unwilling to go indoors
and end a perfect day.  I noticed James looking around at the rest of us
and smiling a little wider than usual.

   "What's up, James?" I asked.

   "Oh, nothing much," he answered.  "It's just I'm so happy I feel like I
could bust.  I'm really happy to be here with all of you instead of back
there."

   "Well, you ate enough to make anybody bust," Iain said.

   James stuck his tongue out at him and then followed that with a really
big grin.  The grin was always enough to make his impudence forgiven.

   "I'm happy too, James" Anna said.  "I like being here with you and Iain
and David."

   "Anna, is it OK if I say I love you?" James asked.  "I do, you know.  I
love you.  I love David too.  I even love Iain most of the time.  I don't
mean love like sex love.  I mean...I just love all of you `cause you're so
good to be with and to have as friends and this place is like paradise and
I'm just happy to be here with all of you."

   "It will be paradise to me too when Caitlyn comes to me," Iain said. 
"I'm happy to be here too.  I don't ever want to go anywhere else."

   "That's good," I said, "because it looks like we're stuck here.  Someone
has gone to a heck of a lot of trouble to make a place where we can survive
and prosper.  I hope we can all love each other when the others arrive.  If
we're to survive, we can't afford jealousy and division and hatred."

   "Caitlyn will come to you, Iain," Anna said.  "She'll be the next one to
join us.  You can marry her like I'm going to marry David."

   "Yeah, and within a year or so, I'm going to meet the girl who's going
to be my wife," James said.  "I hope she's beautiful like Anna."

   "But you don't need to settle down with one for years yet, James," I
said.  "After Caitlyn, there will be eight more girls or women here.  You
wouldn't want to deprive any of them of the pleasure of knowing you; would
you?  It will be up to you to win the heart of one."

   He looked at me and grinned again.  I suppose he was thinking of the
pleasure of knowing them, all of them, probably intimately.

   "I wish we didn't have to go inside," he said.  "Isn't there some way we
could all sleep outdoors tonight.  I wish we could make a tent so we could
close it up and the mosquitos couldn't get at us."

   An idea came to me.  Maybe we couldn't have a tent unless we made one
but maybe we might have something even better.

   "Aimee, are you listening?" I asked.

   "Of course, David," she answered.  "I am always listening, even outside,
as long as you are within my proximity."

   "Aimee, I know you protect our garden from birds and animals with a
shield.  Could you make another shield around the gazebo which will keep
out insects?  James would like to sleep there tonight without being bitten
by mosquitos."

   "Yes, David, I can provide a small shield around the gazebo which will
keep out all insects during the night.  Such a shield requires so little
power that you will not know when you cross its boundaries.  May I suggest
that the shield should be larger, over the entire terrace area?  Would you
like me to make the shield now?"

   "Yes, Aimee." James said.

   "Yes, please," I answered.  I didn't think it hurt to be polite to
Aimee.

   "Aimee, what time is sunset today and what time is moonrise?" Anna
asked. "I'm not sure I want to sleep outdoors in total darkness."

   "The sun will touch the Western horizon in seventeen minutes, at seven
forty-eight, Anna.  The moon is on the wane but it is still almost full and
will totally clear the Eastern horizon at eight thirty-two.  There will be
enough light for you to see during all of the night," Aimee said.  "You
should have a very romantic setting for sleeping outdoors tonight.  You do
want to sleep; don't you?"

   I looked first at James and then Iain.  They were both grinning so
widely that I knew they had in mind more than just sleeping.  Maybe they
wanted a reprise of our previous play engagement.  I looked at Anna and she
grinned too.  That settled it.  Four of us wanted to play.

   "Will we need blankets tonight, Aimee?" I asked.

   "I cannot answer that question, David," she said.  "It requires me to
make a decision about the comfort levels of the four of you.  Only you can
decide that."

   "Well, can you tell me what the temperature will be out here tonight?"

   "Yes, David.  This is the seventh month in the year and so far the
monthly night temperatures at their lowest have averaged thirty-seven
degrees on the David scale.  The lowest temperature of any night this month
has been thirty-two degrees.  I predict that the temperature will fall to
thirty-eight degrees before dawn."

   (The David scale is simply the Fahrenheit scale minus thirty-two
degrees. Under this scale, water freezes at zero degrees and boils at one
hundred eighty degrees.  Thirty-seven degrees David is equal to sixty-nine
degrees Fahrenheit.  Thirty-two degrees David is equal to sixty-four
degrees Fahrenheit.)

   "What has been the average day-time temperature this month?" I asked.

   "The day time temperatures at their peaks have averaged fifty-five
degrees.  The highest temperature of any day this month has been sixty
degrees."

   "I think we will probably want blankets for tonight then," I said. 
"Would anybody have the energy to get four blankets for us?"

   "I don't know about you guys but I could use a warm wet wash cloth to
wipe up," Anna said.  "Does anybody have the energy to go get me one?"

   "Iain and I will do it," James said, and bounded up, always full of
energy.  They were back in a few minutes with blankets, pillows, and wash
cloths for all of us.  A few minutes later, I heard music, something
classical I suppose but slow and relaxing, coming from the direction of our
home.

   "I asked Aimee to play us some of the music I had planned for Station
I-A-I-N," Iain said.  "It's sort of easy-listening classical, something
called adagios.  I hope you like it."

   We sat there wiping our faces, our hands, and then our chests and
stomachs.  If we had not been wearing loin cloths, we would probably have
been wiping up lower.  I wasn't the only one who had dripped juices down
the front while eating.  I didn't care if I was messy.  When Anna stood up
and removed her stained loin cloth, the rest of us did too.  We stood there
looking at each other and grinning, ready to play.

   I noticed that the fire-pit contained only glowing coals and I wanted to
keep the fire going well into the night.  I put a few more logs on the fire
and stood looking at the fire-pit for a moment.  When I turned around, I
saw James on the bench with Anna.  He straddled the bench and convinced her
to do the same.  I didn't know what he was up to but I knew she could
defend herself against his amorous advances if she wanted to.  Iain and I
straddled the bench, imitating Anna and James, and watched James to see
what he wanted to do with Anna.

   He wanted to kiss her.  He put his hands on her shoulders, pulled her
forward, and they both turned their heads in opposite directions at the
same time.  At first, they kissed with their lips closed but then I saw
Anna open hers slightly.  When James kissed her again, I could tell that
they were gently and tenderly kissing with open mouths and closed eyes and
were lost in what they were doing.  For a thirteen year old boy, James
certainly had the instincts or had learned from Aimee's lessons what to do
when kissing a woman.  Leaning forward, their bodies couldn't come in
contact but, when James put one hand on Anna's breast, she put her hand
over his and held it against her.

   Iain looked at me with a big grin and leaned forward.  I wasn't sure I
wanted Anna to see me kissing another guy again but then she had said she
wanted to see us do what we had been doing before she came.  I touched Anna
on the shoulder and she turned to look at us.  I leaned forward and kissed
Iain, eyes closed, just as gently and tenderly as I could.  I felt his hand
touch my penis, wrap around it, and slowly stroke it back and forth.  I put
my hand on his penis and began to pull on it, to milk it, I suppose.  We
were both hard in seconds.  When I looked at Anna and James, they were
kissing again.

   Iain pulled back from me, loudly cleared his throat, and Anna and James
stopped kissing and looked at us.  He stood up, moved closer so that he was
straddling my legs, bent my penis from vertical to horizontal, and sat down
on my thighs.  AWhen he turned my penis loose, it was pressed up against
the crack of his ass and his was pressed against my stomach.  I didn't know
what he intended but I couldn't believe he wanted me to fuck him.  I didn't
want to anyway.  Maybe I did but I wasn't about to do it with Anna
watching.

   Anna understood what Iain was doing.  She stood up, straddled James'
legs, bent his dick down horizontally, and sat down on his thighs.  I knew
his dick had sprung back upward so that it was pressed against her pussy. I
knew Iain had done it with me to get her to do it with James and he wanted
to tempt James into something.

   Iain and I watched James and Anna as he started kissing her again, both
hands on her breasts this time.  She slowly rocked back and forth with her
hips and James groaned.  I knew from experience that he probably couldn't
get his penis in her with it pressed down horizontally, that her wet pussy
was sliding back and forth on the shaft of his dick.  Then he started
moving back and forth too and I wasn't so sure that he couldn't get his
dick in her pussy after all.

   "I think we all had better get in the gazebo before James gets splinters
in his butt," I said.

   When James stood up he pushed his hips forward to show off his rampant
hard-on.  He let us admire it for a moment and then bent it down and
started slowly stroking it.  Iain grinned and imitated him.  I did it too
and the three of us looked at Anna.  She was up to the challenge; she
pushed her hips forward and started rubbing between her legs with two
fingers.

   "Do you guys know I've got twice as many nerve endings in my clitoris as
you do in the head of your dick?" she asked.

   James was the first one in the gazebo.  He sprawled out on his stomach
in four directions with his hands and feet pointing to the four corner
posts.

   "Anna, you and David at my feet, me and Iain at my hands," he said.

   Then he lifted his ass up in the air with his knees under him and his
head still down on the mattress.  The three of us watched while he
stretched, moaned, and then looked up at us and grinned.  I had no idea why
he had put on such a show but it got a response from me.  For a moment, I
wanted to get on my knees between his spread legs and fuck him in his
beautiful little ass.  Was that what he was offering?  For the first time,
I believed I could be tempted to do it.

   Then he moved to one side and propped up on the Eastern corner post with
a pillow behind him.  Iain followed his assignments and took the other post
at the same end.  I held out my hand to Anna and we lay down at the Western
end, leaning on pillows and corner posts.  I looked around trying to figure
out sleeping arrangements for four people on one large mattress.  Maybe we
could make it work if Anna and I cuddled on one side of the mattress and
Iain and James cuddled on the other opposite side.  Then I thought maybe I
would be spooning up to either Iain or James instead.

   No one was ready for sleep.  We talked about everything and joked and
laughed and teased for a while.  Three guys lay there and proudly displayed
three hard dicks for Anna's admiration.  Anna teased back by slowly
stretching and pretending to be sleepy while spreading her legs just enough
to show us her hairless pussy.

   Iain's music had been playing rather sedately and quietly since they
came back with the blankets.  Suddenly, it changed.  An organ was pumping
out something and it was so loud and moving that it was difficult to sit
still.  Whatever it was, I liked it.

   "That's the final movement of St.  Saen's Organ Symphony," Iain said,
grinning.  "I thought I'd throw that in to break up the monotony."

   James crawled down in front of Anna, looked at me, and whispered
something in her ear.  She looked at me, smiled at him, and nodded.  He lay
down half on top of her with his head just above her breasts, one leg over
hers, one hand on her stomach, and relaxed.  He still had a rampant hard-on
but he didn't try to do anything with it.  Anna took his hand in hers and
moved it up to her breast.  I couldn't see his face, turned away from me,
but I knew his eyes would be closed and there would be a smile of
contentment on his lips.  How had he described it?  As something like a
hole in his life because he never had anyone to hold him and love him.

   The other three of us kept on talking as though nothing had happened.  I
knew Iain was aware of James' need to be touched and held.  James had told
him about his lack of affection when he was growing up and that was one
reason the two of them often slept spooned up together.  It was also why he
usually put one arm over James and sometimes stroked his hair, like I had
done.

   As James started to turn away from Anna, Iain grabbed him and whispered
in his ear, cupping his hand in front of his mouth so Anna and I couldn't
read his lips.  James turned, looked first at Anna and then at me, then
whispered something to Iain.  They whispered back and forth a couple of
times and I knew they were concocting some sort of plan and it included
Anna and me.  I also knew it included sex.

   "I don't know what you guys are cooking up," Anna said.  "But I want you
to do some of the same things with each other you did before I came here. I
want to watch you do it.  Could you please do that for me?"

   That caused a momentary frown and some more excited whispering between
Iain and James.  Finally, both smiled and shook their heads in agreement.

   James stretched out in the center of the bed on his side, his bottom leg
bent and extended.  Iain understood.  He crawled around so that his head
was at nine to James' six.  Anna knee walked up behind James and knelt
there watching them.  I could see what they were doing and they were
putting on a good show sucking dick for Anna.

   After a minute or so, she crooked her finger at me and said, "Can you do
something with David too?"

   I knew we could.  Without a word, we formed a triangle around her, each
of us on our side, bottom leg bent, top one straight, and somebody's head
on our lower thigh.  I was sucking Iain's dick, he was sucking James' dick,
and James was sucking mine.  With Iain's dick in my mouth, I looked up at
Anna and saw her watching intently what I was doing.

   I had an urge to stop but I kept my hand moving up and down on Iain's
dick and my mouth on it, sucking strongly enough that I knew she could see
it in my cheeks.  If this was what she wanted to see, I wanted to show her.
She had her hand down between her legs and her fingers were moving.  She
grinned down at me, patted me on the head, very gently patted Iain's balls,
and then turned around.  She patted James on the head, me on my testicles,
and then turned around again.  I couldn't see what she did but I assume she
patted Iain on the head and James on his balls.  I wondered if the pat
meant she approved.

   "OK, everybody back to your post," she said.  "Let's let Iain and James
show us what their plan is."

   We all crawled back to our original post and lay there waiting for the
plotters to do something.  James went first.  He crawled in front of Anna,
nudged her legs apart, and flopped down on his belly with his face between
her thighs.  He tried but he couldn't get his tongue where he wanted it. 
She raised her knees, tilted her pelvis so he could get his tongue where
she wanted it, and he started licking her pussy.

   Iain crawled in front of me, nudged my legs apart, wrapped one hand
around my hard-on, but remained on his knees watching what James was doing
to Anna.

   After a moment, he turned back to me, gave me a big grin, then lowered
his head and took the head of my penis in his mouth.  With his hand moving
slowly up and down on the shaft of my penis and his mouth and tongue
sucking and licking the head, if this was their plan, I liked it.  I looked
over at Anna and saw her watching what Iain was doing to me.  From the
expression on her face, she liked what James was doing to her too.  I liked
what Iain was doing to me too.

   After a couple of minutes, Iain stopped, tapped James on the shoulder,
pointed at me, and he and James swapped places.  Iain watched until James
got settled kneeling between my legs with one hand wrapped around my penis
and the other cupping my testicles.  Then he flopped down on his stomach,
used his thumbs to pull Anna's labia apart, and began licking her pussy.

   I kept watching him as he gently licked her and she lay there watching
James and what he was doing with my dick.  At the same time, James started
slowly sliding his hand up and down on my dick and, a little later, took
the head in his mouth and started sucking.  I didn't know what they would
want to do next but I expected them to tell me.  I was in no hurry,
watching Iain and James as they used their tongues and mouths on Anna and
me.

   I thought James was doing a good job at sucking my dick but perhaps Anna
didn't think so.  She left Iain on his belly, pushed James to one side, and
knelt between my legs.  She flopped down on her stomach, calves upright and
feet in the air, and stuck her nose in my crotch.

   "Are you having fun, Anna?" James asked.

   "Yeah, I'm having a ball," she giggled and then proceeded to suck my
right ball entirely in her mouth.  She looked up at me with eyes, I swear,
that were laughing and I couldn't help but grin back at her.  Then she bit
down on my scrotum just hard enough so I felt her teeth and I sucked in my
breath and grimaced.

   "Anna, don't," Iain said.  "You'll hurt his tolo, I mean, his testicle."

   "His what?" James exclaimed.

   Anna let my testicle slip from her mouth and looked at Iain with a
quizzical look on her face.

   "Oh, damn, that's what they call a testicle where I come from," Iain
said.  "Testicles are commonly called tolos.  It means something like eggs.
I was taught never to use our language when I came here."

   "How do you spell that?" James asked.

   Iain rattled off a few sounds which were like no alphabet I knew.

   "What do you call a dick in your language?" James said.

   "A mouthful," Anna said, and proceeded to try to suck the head off my
dick.

   "A penis is called a dick or a cock or a willy and that's all I'm going
to call it," Iain said, watching what Anna was doing.  "I'm not going to
start teaching you my old language.  English is my language now."

   "Well, I'm not going to call mine balls or nuts anymore," James said,
holding one testicle in each hand and lifting up.  "I'm going to call mine
tolos from now on.  They look more like eggs than balls anyway."

   Anna wrapped her hand around my dick, started stroking up and down on
the shaft, and licked the head like it was a Popsicle.  I was glad my tolo
wasn't going to bitten off.

   Iain shook his head and smiled, then moved to the Eastern end of the
gazebo.  James followed him and they both lay there with their legs open,
holding their penises straight up.  Iain pointed at Anna and then at James
and I understood he was assigning her to him.  She didn't hesitate.  She
crawled over to James on her hands and knees, bent over with her ass up in
the air, and started.

   He pointed to me and then to himself and I wondered why he would choose
me rather than Anna.  I was about to crawl over in front of him when he
held up his hand, crawled back down on the Western end and got settled.  I
suppose he could see the puzzlement on my face.

   "The sun's in my eyes," he said in explanation.

   I took a swift glance to the West.  The sky was cloudless and the
setting sun was too bright too look in that direction.  Iain could have
shut his eyes like James.  I wondered why he wanted to be on the opposite
end.  I turned and looked at Anna and James.  Her ass was up in the air and
her legs were slightly parted and everything between was glowing red in the
setting sunlight.  Her little lips were glistening wetly.  It was a sight
worth beholding.

   I crawled up between Iain's legs, cupped one hand under his balls,
wrapped the other around his dick, licked his dick from his balls up to the
head, and then started sucking on the head, doing my best to make Iain
forget about what was happening to someone else.

   I wondered when Anna was going to ask James the question.  She and I had
discussed it late last night and were both in agreement that it was the way
we wanted all the young boys who came here to be welcomed.  It would be my
job to teach them to work to provide for all of us and to use weapons to
protect us.  It would be the job of Anna and the other women who came here
to teach the young boys how to please women and girls.  I argued that it
should be my job to initiate all the young girls into womanhood but she
didn't agree.

   I wanted Iain to know what she was going to propose so I had talked to
him during the afternoon.  He liked what Anna and I proposed to do and he
wanted to do it with Anna too but he said he wouldn't.  He said he could
wait for Caitlyn.

   "James, would you like to make love to me tonight?" she asked finally.
James looked at her with a look on his face that said he couldn't believe
what he had been asked.  He looked back at me the same way and answered.

   "Yeah but David will probably kill me if I do," he said.  "You really
mean it?"

   "Yes, James, I mean it.  David and I agree that we want the older women
to initiate all the young boys who come here.  I'm going to start with you.
All young boys should be taught how to please their female lovers.  Will
you let me teach you to be a good lover?"

   "What about Iain?" he asked.

   "Iain knows what Anna wants to do, James," I said.  "He says he wants to
wait for Caitlyn.  He's going to let Aimee teach him how to please women."

   James looked at Iain.  "Iain, don't you want to do it with Anna?"

   "Yeah, I would like to but I can't," he said, seriously.

   "Why not?" James was quick to ask.

   "Well, if Caitlyn comes to me, is she supposed to let you and David make
love with her?  I don't...I mean, I can't do anything that makes you two
think she's got to let you.  I'm the only one she's had sex with and that
was just a few times and I had a hard time convincing her to let me.  She
doesn't know much about sex.  I'm not going to tell her she's got to let
somebody else."

   He stopped for a moment and then resumed.

   "Anna, I don't want to hurt your feelings.  I want to make love with you
but I love Caitlyn and I want to be with her.  I don't know what to do
except if she comes to be with me, I know I can't hurt her.  I love her and
I don't want to do anything to hurt her."

   "Iain, I told you that I won't expect anything like that," I said.  "You
two have got to understand how Anna and I are about sex.  Anna was the one
who suggested letting James make love to her, not me.  No man has a right
to make a woman do something she doesn't want to do.  Caitlyn will be yours
and yours alone for as long as she wants.  Someday, if she freely chooses
to let James or me or somebody else make love with her, that's her
decision. We both think it might just make all of us closer to each other
and that's what we want to foster.  Sexual jealousy is the cause of a lot
of misery and we want to prevent that."

   "If I had known you guys were going to get so serious about it, I never
would have suggested it," Anna spoke up.  "I love David but I like you,
Iain, and you, James.  I think I'm beginning to love both of you.  I don't
want you to be jealous of David getting to have sex with me.  I want all of
us to be close to each other and to love each other.  David says he agrees.
Now, Iain, do you want to make love to me too.  I already know James does."

   "Yeah, I'd like to make love to you, Anna," he said, leering at her. 
"But maybe we'd better let James go first.  If I do it first, you won't
want a virgin like James after I get through with you."

   "Iain, be serious.  I want all three of you to make love to me, maybe
even tonight," Anna said.  "I'm a woman in a world with three guys who are
as beautiful and sexy as any I've ever seen.  All day long, I see three
dicks flopping around under loin-cloths.  Sometimes I see your tolos drawn
up in a neat little package and sometimes they hang down halfway to your
knees.  I like to see how they're hanging.  I don't know why but I'm so
damn horny since I came here that David can barely keep me satisfied and
that's not for lack of trying.  He's not going to be jealous of you guys if
you make love to me.  We both think it will just help us all to bond
together.  We've got to create a family or a clan and love each other to
survive.  We can't afford sexual jealousy."

   "Iain, I give you myword," I said, as earnestly as I could.  "I will not
expect Caitlyn to make love or do anything else with me.  I will not hurt
her by doing or saying anything.  I will do my best to make sure that
others treat her the same way.  If I'm going to be the leader of this
group, I must keep my word to you.  You can rely on it."

   Anna lay back on the bed, raised her knees, and spread her legs.  Her
beautiful bare pussy was temptation for any man, especially one who had
never had his dick in one.

   "James, come here," she said, and he crawled over between her legs and
sat there on his haunches looking from her pussy to her face.

   "What do you want me to do?" he asked.

   "Don't ask me that, James," she answered.  "Tonight I want you to do
what you want to do without worrying about me.  Your lessons don't start
until sometime later.  Then I'll tell you what to do to please me.  Tonight
you do what you want to do."

   He nodded and started doing what he wanted to do.  I thought he might be
in a hurry to get his dick in her.  He wasn't.  He started by kissing her
and very slowly worked his way down and did the same things I usually do to
make her receptive.  I was a little surprised at his tenderness and
slowness and gentleness with her.  He was so long at her breasts that Anna
put her hands on his head and pushed down.

   "Aimee says girls are slower to get aroused than guys," he whispered to
Anna.  "Am I doing it OK?"

   "Yes, James, you're doing everything just fine - so far," she whispered
back.

   He caught her legs behind her knees, bent them back, spread them, and
flopped down on his belly with his face at her pussy.  The sun was down
below the horizon but there was still enough light to see his pink tongue
licking up between the little lips of her pussy.  I knew she would want his
dick in her before she came.  She liked it when I licked her pussy until
she was about to come and then I gave her every bit of my dick at once. 
She sometimes exploded before I got it all the way in.

   Over the past few days, when we were talking about letting James and
Iain make love with her, I wasn't sure how I would feel about it.  It was
Anna's idea for the older women to act as teachers for the young
inexperienced boys who came here.  Aimee was already teaching James and
Iain about sex but she could only help them learn the basics.  I had wished
more than once that I could have had a good teacher to guide me on how to
please a woman.  I knew that evolution had played a cruel trick when it
programed men to be quicker and women to be slower to come to completion. I
also knew I loved Anna and wanted her to be as satisfied with our sexual
activities as I was.  And so I had come to the conclusion that she was
right and that it would be wise for older females to teach younger males
how to please them.

   Anna had removed the contraceptive implant some time ago and she was now
relying on the pill that Aimee gave her.  She loved it because she so far
had experienced no side effects like the implant caused.  She had
experienced a normal period a few days ago.  I managed to do without sex
for a few days, except for one good blowjob and a couple of jerkoffs, once
at her hands and once with my own while she watched and grinned.  I knew
she couldn't get pregnant from sex with any one of the three of us.  I left
it up to her as to when she stopped taking Aimee's pill and then would make
love with me alone.  I wanted her to be pregnant with my child but she
wanted to wait until other women arrived.  I could understand that.

   Iain and I lay there, holding our hard-ons, occasionally moving our
hands up and down.  I still didn't know whether Iain would make love to her
too.  If he did, I didn't know whether she would want me too but I knew she
would let me know what she wanted.  I could do without sex with her for one
night.  After all, I had my right hand.

   "James, please," she whispered and pulled his head upward.  That was
enough of a plea.  He understood.  He crawled up over her, she used both
hands to show his dick where to go, he slowly pushed into her to his balls,
and then he stopped moving and started moaning.

   "Is it good, James?" Anna whispered.  He didn't answer.  He lifted his
face up over hers, looked in her eyes, kissed her with closed lips, used
one hand to push her hair out of her face, smiled at her, and gently let
his fingers slide down her cheek.  Damn, he was so gentle, so loving, so
caring in his treatment, I wondered what Aimee had been teaching him. 
Whatever it was, I thought he had a good start to be a great lover for
women.  I don't know what she did but he just groaned some more and then
started slowly fucking her.

   Iain and I propped on the Western end of the gazebo and watched James
slowly learn what it was like for his penis to be moving in a woman's
vagina.  With her legs around his waist and his spread slightly, I could
see both their assholes.  I had never wanted to fuck Anna in her asshole.
It just didn't appeal to me.  I didn't have any idea whether it appealed to
her.  If she wanted it, I knew I'd do it.  But I didn't want to do it and I
didn't think she would want me to do it either.  Who knows?  Maybe I would
like it.

   James' asshole was a little rose-colored pucker between his buttocks,
virginal looking, if that's the right word, even after what the reverend
did to him.  Maybe the reverend's little dick didn't cause any damage.  I
didn't want to fuck James in the ass either.  I liked him as a friend,
maybe a little like a father, and I didn't want to do anything to hurt him.
Still he had a beautiful little ass, so rounded and perfect and flawless,
even hairless as a woman's ass.  I wondered what it would be like to be
buried to the balls in an ass like that.  Maybe I would like it.

   I knew I liked playing, sexual playing, with him and Iain.  What we did
was a lot of fun and it got me really aroused.  I wasn't ashamed of sucking
their dicks.  In fact, I liked it because I knew it gave them so much
pleasure.  It turned me on and was also something I wanted to do.  I really
liked it when one of them was sucking mine.  I even liked kissing him and
Iain.  I liked kissing Anna more but it was fun to have open-mouth kisses
with either of them.  I had even swallowed their semen as proof of
something, maybe that I had done it and wasn't going to tolerate someone
calling the act queer or gay or some shit like that.  I thought it was
stupid to hate somebody based on sexual acts which one person liked and
another didn't.  I remembered reading some book that said that missionaries
somewhere thought that doing it in any position except with the man on top
was sinful.  Missionary position, huh?  I loved to have Anna ride me.

   "James, slow down, please," Anna whispered.

   She put her face beside his and whispered in his ear.  He stopped all
motion and whispered back to her.  When I saw her lock her legs around his
and put her arms beside his chest, with her hands curled around his
shoulders, I knew what she had said.  She wanted him to roll over, so she
could show him what it was like to be ridden.  Iain leaned forward trying
to hear what they were saying and then relaxed and started slowly stroking
his dick again.  James and Anna rolled as one and she quickly sat up
astride him with his dick still in her pussy.  All I could see was his
rounded scrotum under the crack of her ass.  I knew he was buried to the
balls in her and was probably as enthralled with the feeling as I always
was when my foreskin was pushed down so tight it was almost painful and the
only thing I was conscious of what was how it felt to have my dick in her
pussy.

   I watched as she began to slowly ride him.  She moved up and down on
him, occasionally rolled her pelvis back and forth, wiggled from side to
side a time or two and then turned and looked at me and Iain.  She patted
on each side of her, and whispered, "Come here."

   Iain and I quickly crawled up on each side her and James.  I had no idea
what she wanted but I knew she would tell us.

   She cupped her hands under her breasts and looked at Iain and me.  I
knew what she wanted.  I leaned over and started sucking one little hard
nipple.  Anna purred.  I knew when Iain started sucking the other.  She
purred louder.

   "Stand up, both of you," she said, after a while.

   Iain and I stood up, both grabbed one of the bamboo cross members, and
Anna wrapped her hands around two hard-ons at the same time.  I watched as
she leaned over toward Iain and took the head of his dick in her mouth. 
Then she turned and did the same to me.  She sucked and licked for a
too-brief time and then started riding James again, holding on to two hard
handles.  She gave us both another turn, resumed riding James again, and
then gave us our next order.

   "Lay back down," she said, grinning.  "I'm so damn hot it's going to
take more than one of you boy scouts to put out my fire.  I just wanted to
make sure there was another hard dick waiting for me when I finish with
James.  Which one of you wants to be next?"

   I looked at Iain and waited.  "I do, Anna," he said.  I wasn't
surprised. Any man with balls would want to make love to her.

   Iain and I lay down again, this time on each side of James and Anna,
both raised on one elbow so we could watch that they were doing.  I glanced
at Iain and saw him holding his dick with his thumb and one finger.  His
balls were both drooped downwards on the same side of his dick.  What was
it he had told me once about the size of his dick?  Sixteen and a half
centimeters, about six and a half inches.  From my perspective, it looked
longer.  I saw him glance at my penis and then shake his head.  I knew mine
was almost twenty centimeters, a little less than eight inches.  I had
already learned that size didn't matter that much.  James probably had
something less than six inches and Anna seemed satisfied with that.  Iain's
dick would stretch her pussy a little more.  Mine would stretch it even
more.  I knew she could take all of mine into her until I was buried to the
balls.  I suppose we could all deposit a load of semen right on her cervix
and that was all that mattered.

   I started thinking again about what sort of man I was: watching a young
boy have sex with the woman I loved and feeling aroused by it, seeing his
dick going in and out of her as she moved up and down and being fascinated
by what I what I saw.  What did it make me to see something like James and
Anna making love and knowing that Iain was going to do it next and maybe I
was going to do it last and stick my dick in a pussy that was already juicy
with two other guy's semen?  The idea wasn't a turn-off; it was arousing.

   What did the sexual acts I had already done with Iain and James make me?
I'd become accustomed to my self-image of The Warrior and I liked it.  I
knew I was good at it, protecting others when they could not protect
themselves as well.  I liked being cool and doing things an ordinary man
could not do.  I thought about what I had done with Iain and James and
whether it changed my image of myself.  Did sucking their dicks and liking
it make me a homosexual and less of The Warrior?  Fucking them in their
assholes was repugnant to me.  Did that mean I was a heterosexual?  Maybe
it was all just sexual and I loved having sex.  Maybe it was like that old
French saying, "Chacun à son goût."

   Anna wanted to see us do the things we had done before her arrival.  She
didn't seem to think I shouldn't suck their dicks.  In fact, she seemed
aroused by it, just as I was.  It was all just play, sexual play, and it
was a hell of a lot of fun.  I really felt like I was a boy again, not a
worry in the world, just care-free fooling around with my buddies and
having a lot of fun.

   I wasn't sure how I'd feel if I saw her and Caitlyn licking each other's
pussy.  I thought about that for a moment and then concluded that I'd love
to see them do it.  If only we could help Iain break Caitlyn out of her
shell, maybe we could all have fun with each other.  I knew I'd never try
to fuck her if Iain didn't want me to, no matter how much I wanted it or
she wanted it.  I liked Iain as a friend too, maybe like a brother, and I
didn't want ever to do anything to hurt that friendship.

   Anna added another movement to her hips.  She would raise and lower
herself for a few strokes and them she would stop with James' dick buried
in her and roll her pelvis back and forth.  I knew what she was doing:
rubbing her clit against the base of James' dick and his pubic mound.  It
meant that she was just seconds away from an orgasm.

   Suddenly James put his hands on her hips and pushed her down on his dick
so hard she groaned.  I leaned to one side and saw his face and it looked
like he was hurting.  He was coming first.  Anna moaned and I knew she was
feeling him throbbing inside her.  She had told me more than once how much
she loved it when she felt me coming inside her.  When her moans turned
into high-pitched whines, I knew she was coming too.  I had done the same
thing with her on occasion, just shove my dick in down to my balls and hold
there while I squirted.  More than once, that had been the trigger she
needed and she came too.

   I moved to the edge of the bed so Anna could lie down between me and
James.  Both of them lay there like they were dead, if dead people can
grin. Then James turned to Anna.

   He whispered something to her and then proceeded to kiss her on the left
cheek, right cheek, and mouth and again he was so gentle and loving in
doing it.  He put his hand on her cheek, slowly moved his face from side to
side, and smiled down at her.  I knew what he was saying without a word.

   When he crawled over her to me, I let him kiss me the same way.  When he
turned around and crawled back to the other end of the bed, Iain acted
reluctant to be kissed and stuck his tongue out at him.  James kissed him
too.

   Iain's dick was like mine, hard as a bone, and I knew he needed to come
as badly as I did.  Still, he waited, stroking his dick slowly, watching
Anna to see if she was going to welcome him.  In a few minutes, she looked
at him and motioned for him to come to her.

   "You don't need to warm me up, Iain," she said.  "James has got my
bonfire going and I just need you to throw another log in it."

   Iain crawled over between her outspread legs and slowly lowered himself
on her.  He stopped and I saw her put both hands between their bodies. 
Then he lowered himself the rest of the way and let out a loud groan.  I
knew the feeling - that unbelievable sensuous feeling when your dick first
slides all the way home in a hot juicy vagina.  For a man, there is nothing
better.

   Anna locked him down with her crossed ankles over his ass and both arms
around his chest.  He didn't move his hips at first.  He lifted his head
over hers, looked into her eyes, the way I liked to do, and then lowered
his lips to hers.  A chaste lips-to-lips kiss soon grew into an
open-mouthed duel and then he put his head beside hers and began to move
his hips.  He fucked her the same way I often do, bending his back, rolling
his pelvis, and giving her the entire length of his penis in rapid thrusts.
I knew he was not going to last long at that pace.

   From my place in the gazebo, I had the best possible view of what they
were doing.  I could see Anna's thighs spread wide with Iain's dick
centered between them, the lips of her pussy being pulled back and clinging
to his dick when he withdrew, then being stuffed out of sight when he
pushed back in and his testicles obstructed the view.  His ass was just as
smooth and flawless as James' and I could see his asshole every time he
withdrew and then the cheeks closed up when he pushed back in.  I'd almost
had my dick in there once and I was glad I had not.  It would have been the
worst mistake of my life.  Iain was now my best friend and a prized
advisor.

   Within a minute or so, his thrusts became erratic and harder and he
started groaning loudly.  I knew he was making another deposit in her
depths.  I couldn't tell that she came this time.  She just held him to her
as tightly as possible and grinned.  He lifted his head up and looked down
at her again.

   "I'm sorry, Anna," he said.  "I didn't...it was just so good I couldn't
think.  I wanted to make you come too.  But I didn't; did I?"

   "No, Iain, I didn't come," she answered.  "But it doesn't matter.  Women
aren't like men.  We can enjoy fucking without coming.  I came with James
because I was so horny.  The next time, you can go first and I'll bet I'll
come with you."

   He seemed satisfied with that answer.  I watched as he kissed her in his
way: left cheek, right cheek, and mouth.  But he didn't give her a quick
kiss on the mouth.  He lingered for a while before he pulled back and took
a deep breath.
James and I made room in the middle for Iain and Anna.  I noticed that
James' dick was already hard again but I knew that if another dick got into

Anna it was going to be mine.

   When Anna called me to her, she turned so that she was diagonally in the
bed, with James on one side and Iain on the other.  I moved between her
spread legs, lowered myself, and let her hands guide my dick into her
pussy. After being aroused so long and watching Iain and James make love to
Anna, I didn't last long.  As usual, I instinctively shoved my dick as deep
in her overflowing pussy as possible and squirted a third load deep in her.

   "David, about a year from now, I think you're going to be a father,"
Anna said, loud enough for Iain and James to hear.

   Sometime later, the four of us went to the edge of the terrace where
there as a drop of a couple of meters to the leaves piled below and had a
good piss.  Anna surprised us three guys by going with us and standing
between Iain and James.  They both looked at her like they couldn't believe
she could stand and piss.  I knew she could.  She spread her legs, moved
her hips forward, held her pussy lips open, and pissed like a guy.  We had
four streams going for a while.

   Afterwards we went back to the gazebo, found a washcloth for Anna to
stuff between her legs, and lay down in a row.  Anna was spooned up to
James, Iain up to her, and me up to Iain.  I didn't mind.  I slept almost
every night spooned up to her.  Nobody had anything to say until finally
Anna did.

   "David, about a year from now, after we've got other women here, I'm
going to have a baby and it's going to be yours."

   "Unless something has changed, I've got to get you pregnant first," I
said.

   "That's right," she said.  "For the next month or two, I'm going to
teach James how to be a good lover for women.  Someone else is due to come
here in about ten days and, if it's Caitlyn, she will have Iain to love
her. About two months from now, I'm going to quit taking Aimee's
contraceptive and James will have to satisfy himself.  After that, your job
will to make a daily deposit of semen in my pussy.  Do you think you'll be
up to it?"

   "I think so," I said.  "It's going to be hard but I'll try my best."

   James giggled.  "If he's not up to it, Anna, you can let me fill in for
him.  It'll be hard but I'll be glad to do the job."
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