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 Strangers in This World

   A Story of Young Teens Seeking Love and Belonging

   By Gil Gamesh

   Chapter Three

   The three of us were in the kitchen, dressed but barefooted, when their
mother came in.  I was expecting a tall slim doctor-looking woman but
that's not what I saw.  She was tall and maybe a little heavy and she
didn't look like a doctor.  She looked like a beautiful bountiful sexy
woman, a grown-up version of Darcy with the same cute face, curly blonde
hair, big breasts, nice butt, long legs, and high heels until she swiftly
kicked off her shoes and walked past us.

   She hurried through the kitchen.  "You kids get the Chinese food out of
the car and set the table.  I'm going to get comfortable."

   "I'll get it.  Connor, you help Darcy set the table," Brian said.  "Mom,
may Connor and I have a beer?"

   She quickly disappeared through a door.  "Yes, just one, with dinner."

   "I want one too, Mom," Darcy yelled at her Mom's back.

   She was back in a few minutes, barefooted, in a loose dress that came
down to mid-calf, something with colorful batik patterns.  I had just
finished setting the last of five place settings, just silverware piled in
the middle of a plate like at home.  I tried to look her in the face when I
talked to her, not at her breasts but they kept calling me.  I knew I could
go loony over de Claire.

   She stood there looking at me while Brian introduced me.  I waited for
her to extend her hand: always let the lady offer to shake first, my mother
said.  She didn't offer; instead she put her hand behind my head, pulled me
down, and kissed me on the cheeks.  I didn't mean to look down her dress at
the tops of her breasts but I did.  She hurried through the kitchen to
somewhere else.

   Darcy, Brian, and I sat at the table talking while we waited for their
father.  When he came in, he stopped in the kitchen just long enough for
Darcy to introduce me.  He was tall and thin, blond hair cut short, a
nice-looking man.  His said his first name was Jackson but he was called
Jack and I could call him that and call his wife Claire.

   He was the perfect picture of a doctor: white smock, white shirt, bow
tie, dark pants.  Then just soon as Claire walked back in from somewhere,
he grabbed her in a bear hug, took a few deep breaths, and stood there with
his eyes closed, holding her as tight as possible.  She had her arms around
him too but I couldn't see her face, only his.  I looked at Brian and he
grinned.

   Darcy whispered, "Get a room."

   Her dad walked over to her, pulled her up, and gave her a quicker bear
hug.  He glanced at Brian and me, smiled, and left.

   When he came back, he was a different man.  He had on shorts, knit
shirt, barefooted.  His hair was damp and mussed.  He went over to the wall
refrigerator, pulled out a beer, opened it, took a big swig, burped, and
looked at the table.

   "Chinese, huh?  Let's eat.  I'm hungry."

   I was hungry too and I suppose everybody in the O'Donovan family was as
well.  Hot and sour soup, egg rolls, shrimp with noodles, beef and
broccoli, chicken and cashews, Shezuan pork, fried rice: maybe it wasn't
authentic Chinese but it was good.  I had some of everything.  The cold
beer was good with it all.  All five of us drank it straight from the
bottle.

   Afterward we sat and talked.  I realized quickly that the O'Donovan
family was just like mine except that my dad had never told the story of
the redneck kid who tried to split his skull with a kicked-back chainsaw.
That's what Dr.  O'Donovan had worked on that morning as part of a team
which tried to salvage the young man.  He said time would tell whether they
were successful.

   "Are you ready for your physical, Connor," Darcy asked.  "You and I are
going to examine Brian first and then Brian and I are going to examine you.
Dad will observe.  A good physical includes some stuff below the belt. 
Will you be OK with that?"

   "I don't know," I answered honestly.

   "Connor, a physical for a young man should include an examination for
testicular cancer and for a hernia and the doctor must touch your testicles
for that," Jack said.  "He will also examine your penis for phimosis and
for evidence of sexually transmitted infections such as warts or ulcers. 
Are you circumcised?"

   "No, sir,"

   "Dad, there's no worry about phimosis." Darcy said.  "His foreskin works
just fine."

   I was surprised that he didn't seem to worry about how she knew that.

   "Do you know what phimosis is, Connor?" he asked.

   "Yeah, that means a guy's foreskin can't be retracted over the head of
his penis.  That's not a problem with me."

   "Connor, you've got to get used to touching another guy's genitals, at
least if you decide you want to be a doctor," Brian said.  "It's necessary
to evaluate a man's health."

   "Do you know what DRE stands for?" Darcy said, giggling.

   "Yeah, digital rectal exam.  We don't need to go that far; do we?"

   "I don't think that's necessary, Darcy," Jack said.  "That's for older
males.  Young males almost never have prostate problems.  Quit teasing
him."

   Brian smiled at me.  "Connor, she's had her finger up my butt feeling
for my prostate while Mom and Dad watched and laughed.  I got a hard-on but
Dad says that's not unusual.  I didn't care because that's not the first
time they've seen me with a stiff dick."

   "Well, let's go do it," Darcy said.  "Mom, do you want to sit in again?"

   "I'll clean the kitchen and then I've got some reading to do.  Jack can
observe," she said.  "Connor might be more at ease if I'm not watching."

   "Connor, Brian and I do the examination to learn," Darcy said.  "I've
examined Brian and Mom and Dad lots of times.  Dad will just observe and
tell us when we do something wrong or maybe make suggestions on how to do
it better.  This is just a superficial exam and you'll get a much more
thorough exam later.  We'll just get a blood sample and a urine sample
tonight, not a semen sample."

   I took a really deep breath and let it out.  "OK!  I'm ready.  I'll give
you another semen sample if you want it."

   I said that looking at Jack.  He just smiled and shook his head.

   We went from the kitchen back to Darcy's and Brian's lounge.  Jack - I
wanted to call him Mr.  O'Donovan or Dr.  O'Donovan - put his hands on my
shoulders and looked intently at my face.

   "Take our shirt off, Connor," Darcy said, and I did.  Brian took his off
and turned around so I could see his back.  It was smooth, no zits, nothing
except a few freckles.  He turned again and let me look at his chest.  It
was smooth and healthy looking.  He had a little patch of curly blond hair
between his nips.  When I finished looking, he pushed me over to his
father.

   Jack looked at my chest, touched me in a place or two, nodded, then
turned me around and looked at my back and shoulders.

   "Darcy, what's your diagnosis?" he asked.

   "Common acne vulgaris, light to medium case," she answered.

   "Brian?" he said.

   "I concur.  His case is about like mine.  He's a little worse on his
back."

   "I agree.  Darcy, what do you prescribe?" Jack asked.

   "Benzoyl peroxide, a retinoid, and an antibiotic," she answered
promptly. "I've put together a care package of all that for Connor to take
home."

   "Brian, why does she recommend those things?" he asked.

   "Well, benzoyl peroxide is antimicrobial and has some anti-inflammatory
effects, the retinoid reduces abnormal deskamation and is comedolytic, and
the antibiotic has anti-inflammatory and antimicrobial effects," he said.

   "Desquamation," I said.  "It's pronounced desquamation.  It's the
natural process in which skin cells are sloughed away and replaced."

   "Damn, Connor, maybe you should be the doctor, not me," Brian said. 
"How do you know stuff like that?"

   "I've got a medical dictionary in my head."

   "Darcy, what treatment protocol should we use," Jack asked.

   "The same as Brian's," she answered.  "I've still got everything on my
computer and I've revised it a little for Connor.

   She handed me a few sheets of paper.

   "Connor, this is your daily routine care procedure," she said.  "You
must follow it every day.  Get your sister to help you with your back. 
Your face and body will be clear in a few months but only if you follow
these instructions."

   She handed me another packet of paper.

   "This is a list of foods to avoid and foods to eat lots of, not so much
for acme treatment but for general health.  Try to change your diet,
especially your school lunches.  They'll kill you.  Pizza may be good but
they put too damn much cheese on it."

   "Yes, Dr.  O'D," I said.

   "Prescriptions?" Jack asked.

   She handed him a couple of sheets of paper.  He glanced at them,
scribbled his signature on each, and looked at Brian.  He was holding out a
prescription vial in his hand.  He shook one out and offered it to me.

   "Connor, you should take one of these now," Brian said.  "Allergy to
this antibiotic is extremely rare but we'll observe you to make sure you
tolerate it."

   Darcy held out a plastic cup of water.  I threw the pill in my mouth and
washed it down.  Damn, they were prepared for me, well prepared, and I was
almost overwhelmed.

   As soon as I lowered my head after the pill, I looked at what Darcy was
holding: Three little plastic containers.

   "Why do you and Brian have to pee in a cup?" I asked.

   "We don't have to," Brian answered.  "We do it once a month and then,
when the report is sent to our computer, we have to tell Dad what the
sample shows.  I think it's so he'll know we're not using drugs."

   I looked at their father.

   "That's not true, Connor," he said.  "I trust them.  They both say they
want to be doctors.  It's just part of what they've got to learn, to know
what a urine sample can tell a doctor."

   "We do a clean-catch sample, Connor," Brian said.  "You just do what I
do, OK?"

   Brian went to their little bath and I followed.  After being jacked off
with him, I certainly wasn't bashful anymore.  I followed his instructions
and we both wiped off the tip of our penises with a little wet towellete,
pissed in the commode, caught some urine in the plastic cup, and pissed in
the potty for the rest.  The plastic thing already had my name on it.

   "Will my urine show the beer I just had?" I asked.

   "If it doesn't, something's wrong with you," he said.  "I expect it to."

   He took my sample and put both in the small refrigerator in their
lounge. We waited a minute or so for Darcy to pee in her cup.  She put it
next to the other two.  I wondered if she had to use a little wet towellete
too.

   "Who wants to draw blood?" Jack asked.

   "Let Darcy do it," Brian said.  "She messed up last time on me."

   Darcy went to a cabinet and got the supplies.  Brian went first and I
watched as she put a rubber tube around his arm, found a vein in his elbow,
and quickly and efficiently filled a vial.  She stuck her tongue out at him
when she finished.

   I didn't mind too much when she drew my blood sample.  I liked the feel
of her hands and fingers on my arm.  She didn't hurt me even though she
drew about half a dick full of blood.  Brian and I both sat there with one
finger on the needle site.

   "Brian, tell Connor why we usually draw from a vein and not from an
artery," Jack said.

   "It's because we don't want arterial pressure on the needle site," he
promptly answered.  "With pressure on a venous site, there's little blood
seepage.  If we drew from arteries, there would likely be a bad
discoloration from seepage."

   Then it was Darcy's turn.  I begged off when Brian asked me if I wanted
to do it.  He did it and it seemed like he did it right but she put on a
show and acted like it hurt.  He stuck his tongue out at her.

   "Connor, we take blood and urine samples from them every month, not
because we need to, but because I expect them to learn how to do it
properly and how to interpret the results," Jack said.  "I hope you'll let
us take samples from you every month too.  We'll get a semen sample when we
do your complete physical."

   "Darcy's already wasted one semen sample on both of us," Brian said.

   Jack just smiled and shook his head again.

   We did head and neck exams next.  Darcy gave me a stethoscope and we
looked at Brian above the shoulders.  She was careful to tell me what to
look for but everything seemed healthy to me.  Next Brian led me through an
exam of Darcy and again, she looked healthy.  I held her tongue down with a
depressor a little too long and she let me know it.  Then the two of them
did me.

   Brian reached in the cabinet where they kept medical stuff and got a
blood pressure cuff.  I was used to using one and I knew how to interpret
the results.  I'd taken Dad's blood pressure and pulse every few days ever
since he was discharged from the VA hospital.  I took their pressure first
and, of course, both readings were perfectly normal.  When they took mine,
it was normal too but it always is.

   We used our stethoscopes on each other, front and back, and I shut my
eyes and listed to Darcy's heart while Brian told me what I was hearing.  I
didn't have to shut my eyes but she pulled her shirt over her head and sat
there topless and I didn't dare look at her breasts very long.  They told
me what they were hearing when we listened to my heart and Darcy said it
was beating too fast and I told her something had excited it.

   Next Brian stretched out on the couch and Darcy and I thumped and
palpated his internal organs and Brian told me what I was feeling.  I knew
where his spleen and liver and stuff were.  I'd learned basic anatomy
probably four years ago.  Darcy pronounced him healthy.

   Darcy and Brian did me next.  I liked it better when she was feeling me
and thumping me.  They said I was healthy too.

   When it was her turn, I tried not to look at her breasts and to
concentrate on the area below her rib cage.  My dick kept sneaking peeks so
it could see.

   "Connor, we're not going to examine Darcy below the belt tonight, well
not now anyway," Brian said.  "Dad's going to do me and you.  Are you
ready?"

   He and I pulled our shorts and underwear down at the same time.  I stood
there in front of the whole world with about half a good hard-on but Jack
just smiled and didn't say anything as usual.

   He did Brian first.  He retracted Brian's foreskin and squeezed and
stroked and looked at the head of his penis.  I didn't see anything
unusual, just a normal half-hard penis in his hands.  Then he used his
finger on each side of Brian's testicles, Brian turned and coughed without
being told, and then Jack pressed around on each side of his penis with
four fingers.  Jack was quick and efficient and probably did the exam in
less than a minute.

   Then Jack asked me to do Brian and I did while Jack explained what I was
doing.  I'd never had my hands on another guy's penis but I tried to act
professional.  Brian giggled when I tried to find the inguinal canal.  I
wanted to give him the finger somewhere else.  Jack felt for the opening
and then let me follow his finger until I could feel it.  Brian coughed but
I didn't feel anything with my finger.  I looked puzzled and Brian told me
I wasn't supposed to feel anything bulging down.

   Then Jack did me next and I was afraid my dick was going to look around
to see what was going on but it didn't.  It just hung there without saying
anything while Jack squeezed and stroked and looked.  When he gave me the
finger on my right side, I felt it and turned and coughed left; on the left
side, I coughed right.  He slapped me gently on my thigh.

   "You're fine, Connor," he said.  "No signs of STD's.  No hernias.  A
healthy young man."

   Then I stood and watched Darcy while Brian examined me below the belt. I
couldn't help it.  Seeing her topless, beautiful bare breasts, suckable
little nipples: my eyes sent my dick a copy of what they saw and my mind
said, look at those breasts, and my dick stood up and looked too.  Darcy
giggled.  Brian laughed.  Jack just smiled and shook his head.

   "Brian, maybe you'd better help Connor get that thing back in his
pants," he said.

   "No, wait a minute," I said, looking at Darcy.  "Darcy should examine me
too; shouldn't she?"

   She just shook her head no.  Brian and I struggled back in our underwear
and shorts.  I managed without help but my dick wouldn't bend down and I
just let it hug my abdomen while I covered it up.

   I had a question.  "Why didn't we use latex gloves?  Don't doctors
usually put on gloves before examining a patient, especially his
genitalia?"

   "Connor, I know Brian and Darcy and I've heard a lot about you," Jack
answered.  "I know none of you are likely to be infected with anything. 
The three of you went swimming in a pool with a little chlorine in it this
afternoon.  I wasn't worried about catching anything."

   He stood up.  "You kids need me for anything else?"

   The three of us just happened to say the same thing: "No, sir."

   As he left, he had one more thing to say.  "Brian and Darcy, you did
great tonight.  Connor, thanks for putting up with them.  Welcome to the
group."

   "Connor, before we take you home, we've got some things for you," Darcy
said.  "Sit down for a minute.

   I sat down on their sofa.  She went to a desk, found a small manila
envelope, and then sat down beside me.

   "Connor, we're about to have a vote," she said.  "Brian, how do you
vote?"

   "I vote yes," he said.  "I think he's perfect."

   "I vote yes, too," she said.  "Connor, we've just voted to offer you
membership in our group.  Do you accept?"

   "You said for me to trust you," I said.  "OK, I trust you.  I accept. 
Now what?"

   She opened the envelope and took out a credit card.

   "Here's your personal credit card.  It's a debit card too.  Your monthly
allowance for personal items is $1,000.  You may spend it anyway you wish
without question.  There is no limit for group things.  You may spend up to
$500 without another group member's approval.  Any thing over that requires
either my approval or Brian's.  For anything over $2,000, such as your
order for group computers, you must do a written request.  Understood?"

   "To put it mildly, I'm overwhelmed but I understand."

   "Get receipts for everything you spend, Connor," Brian said.  "Mark each
receipt with a P for personal and a G for group.  Turn in all receipts
within a few days after each month's end.  In the envelope, there's the
name of our secretary.  She's at the main administrative offices.  Either
take them to her or mail them.  If you prefer, you can scan them and send
them to her by fax.  She'll give them to our accountant.  He'll keep the
records for the group."

   "Damn, you mean you've got a secretary and an accountant?"

   "Yes, and a tax manager but we share her and the accountant with Mom and
Dad.  Our secretary just works for us."

   "There is also a list of important people in our company who will help
the group," Darcy said.  "We'll introduce you to them gradually.  They will
answer any questions we have."

   "Connor, your first big group purchase should be for all the computer
and communication stuff for members," Brian said.  "Darcy and I think your
first order should be for about ten computers.  You can decide how many you
think is best.  In the envelope, there's the name and some info about a guy
in our IT department.  Talk to him if you want advice.  Then bounce your
proposal off either me or Darcy."

   "You should also get busy helping us look for new members of the group,"
Darcy said.  "If you're sure your hacking into school computers can't be
detected, start with the other seven high schools in this city.  After
that, expand your search to some easy-driving distance from here.  Give us
names and we'll have our private detective check them out and prepare us a
report.  When the group membership approves, we'll invite them to join us."

   "I won't be caught.  You'd be surprised where I've hacked.  How long
have you been planning this?" I asked.  "Did a private detective prepare a
report on me?"

   "We've been thinking about forming the group for roughly a year," Brian
said.  "We have reports on eleven prospects so far.  We chose you for our
first contact.  We started looking into your life about two months ago.  In
the envelope there's a CD.  It's pass-coded with your name and date of
birth.  Type in your backwards first name and your DOB, six numbers, day,
month, year.  On it there's a copy of the report on each of the eleven
prospects, including you and Cathleen."

   "We don't think Cathleen's as smart as you but Brian says she's cute and
he thinks with his dick and he says she's a good prospect.  If you
recommend her, we'll see if she wants to join with us.  That's one reason
you are here now, because we found two prospects in the same family and you
stood out as the best of eleven."

   "Damn, I said I was overwhelmed and I was understating how I feel," I
said.  "A few days ago, I was wondering what to do with myself.  Now I feel
like I've got more opportunities than I ever dreamed of."

   "It's going to be work, Connor," Brian said.  "We'll have fun but there
will be some hard work too."

   "That's OK," I said.  "I'm not afraid of work."

   "We know that, Connor.  One day next week, Brian and I want to help you
look for a car," Darcy said.  "Remember your persona and choose a small
used car.  We're going to be three poor dumb teens and we can look more
than once.  Once you find something, we'll say we want to have the car
checked out at friend's dad's garage.  They'll probably let us take it when
we provide them with driver's licenses.  We'll take the car to a guy in the
motor pool for our company and he'll give us his opinion and suggest a
counter offer.  Then you can put it on your credit card."

   "On the CD, there's a copy of our plan for your family," Brian said. 
"We want you to review it and see if you approve.  We think the first thing
we need to do is make your dad the breadwinner for the family.  There's a
position in one of our subsidiaries that does nothing but research.  They
independently test every device developed by any other subsidiary and
that's all they do.  Your father would be a good one to test leg
prosthesis. They'll work with him first to get his phantom-limb pain under
control and then train him to help in testing other devices.  It's not a
job we made up, Connor; it's a real job.  We just think your father should
have first crack at it before it's advertised."

   "The salary's good enough that your mom should be able to quit her job,"
Darcy said.  "We want her to have time to relax and refresh her love for
her husband and children.  At the heart of every good family, there's
always a woman, at least that's what my mom says."

   "Please don't reveal anything to your mother or father about our plans
for your family," Brian said.  "Believe me, that's the eleemosynary part of
the group's work, helping veterans and their families to heal.  When you
have a few minutes, hack into the VA hospital here and start looking for
another family to help.  No hurry on that."

   "We leave it up to you as to how to handle Cathleen," Darcy said.  "You
decide how much or how little to tell her about us and about the group. 
When you think she's ready, we'll invite her to come here with you."

   "I promise I won't try to get in her panties right away," Brian said.

   "Cool it, Brian," Darcy said.  "Connor, we've got one more thing to do
and then we'll take you home.  Don't forget to take your care package and
the envelope with your credit card and CD.  Start with the care procedure
tomorrow morning, OK?"

   I nodded.

   Brian stood up, Darcy stood up, and so I did too.  She hugged me, Brian
hugged both of us.

   "Welcome to the group, Connor," she whispered.

   "Yeah, welcome, Connor," Brian said.  "I'm honored to be associated with
you, you damn brain.  It's going to be fun.  I knew how to pronounce that
word.  It just slipped."

   Darcy grabbed me and Brian by the hand and almost dragged us out of
their lounge, done the short hallway, and into her room.  I saw a
queen-size bed and then looked at Darcy.  Were we going to get in her bed?
As soon as Brian shut the door, she peeled her shorts and panties down her
legs.  Brian shucked his shorts and I had no idea what we were about to do
but I shucked mine.  My penis swiftly stood up and looked at Darcy, naked,
female, beautiful, and maybe fuckable.

   She ran on her toes to Brian, threw her arms around his neck, and
started kissing him all over his face.  He put his arms around her and held
her.  He was grinning until she kissed him on the mouth.  I saw her tongue
licking his lips and then he opened to her.  I watched, to put it mildly,
in amazement, while they tried to eat each other's lips and tongue.

   I saw her little blue panties on the floor with her shorts and picked
them up.  On the waist band I saw "Le Rêve," and dredged my memory of my
knowledge of French.  The Dream surfaced and I agreed that she was a dream
in or out of her panties.  I held them to my nose and sniffed and took a
couple of deep breaths.  Another French word popped into my head - a
cassolette, a mélange of scents, perfume or maybe just bath soap, body
oils, pheromones, sweat, urine, and mingled with it all was what I
instinctively recognized as the smell of a sexually-aroused woman's pussy.
Damn, my dick went from merely stiff to steel bar hardness.  My balls felt
like they were overloaded.

   Then she left Brian grinning and twirled over to me, on her tiptoes,
arms raised over her head, turning in circles, and naked as a dream.  She
threw her arms around my neck, lifted her legs, and locked them around my
waist.  I reflexively put my hands under her butt cheeks and held her up
with my rigid dick sandwiched between us.  Then she kissed me the same way
she'd kissed her brother, all over my face, pimples be damned, eyes cheeks,
nose, chin, and finally mouth.  When I felt her tongue, I opened and she
invaded me.  I fought back and I didn't know what to do because I'd never
kissed a girl like this before.  I closed my eyes and surrendered and let
instinct take over.

   I was strong but not strong enough to hold a slippery squirming girl.  I
struggled over to her bed and eased her down on it.  She scooted back,
grabbed my wrist, and pulled me in.  I wanted to be on top of her but a
little bit of sanity remained and I flopped beside her.  Brian quickly
crawled in and flopped on the other side.  The three of us lay there,
sideways on her bed, breathing heavily, and long legs hanging half off.  I
raised up long enough to look.  Brian's penis was hovering above his
abdomen just like mine.

   "Now you guys can do me," Darcy said.  "Connor, let Brian show you what
to do.  He's good at getting me off."

   I wasn't asked but I wanted to kiss her again.  I rolled over almost on
top of her, turned her face toward me, and gave her a little tongue while I
kissed her.  She moaned and let me do it, no, helped me do it.  Then she
pulled away from me, turned to Brian, and I watched as he kissed her again,
mouths open, tongues playing.

   He pulled back, grinned at me, and lowered his head to her little breast
on one side.  I didn't need him to tell me what to do.  I leaned over and
licked her breast like it was a melting ice cream cone and sucked on her
little nipple.  I put my hand on her smooth belly and intended to slide it
lower but I didn't have to wait.  Brian grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand
down between Darcy's legs.  She splayed her legs wide and for the first
time I went exploring in a girl's pussy.

   I kept bumping against Brian's fingers but I didn't care.  I'd seen
pictures of thousands of pussies but I'd never had my fingers in one.  I
knew the basics, where the parts were, clitoris up top, little urethra in
the middle, vagina back next to her asshole.  I eased my index finger down
into her slick hot wet flesh and tried to see how deep it was.  I couldn't
feel bottom.  Darcy moaned.  Brian moaned.  I did too.  Damn, I was hot.

   For a while that's all we did, Brian had his mouth on one breast, I had
mine on the other, we were bumping heads, and we both were playing in her
pussy.

   Then Brian straightened up and I heard him whisper to her: "Wanna suck
two dicks."

   "Yeah, if you'll both lick my pussy," she whispered back.

   We rearranged on the bed, me and Brian side by side, my hip and leg
touching his, my arm behind his back, his behind my neck, Darcy on her
knees straddling our two adjacent legs, one hand on my dick, and the other
on Brian's.  She looked from one to the other, looked at our faces, smiled,
and started a two-handed jack off.  She had good coordination.  I put my
other hand behind my head and watched her.  She knew how to handle a dick,
grip if down the shaft, slide the skin up over the head, retract and pull
it back down, exactly the same way I do it except that I usually use a
little baby oil while doing it.

   She grinned at us and stroked our dicks for a moment while we looked at
her face and then down at what she was doing.  I almost held my breath
waiting for her to do it.  Then she did.  She leaned over, licked the head
of my dick all around, sucked on the head, licked, sucked, all the while
stroking slowly up and down.  I groaned.  I knew I'd died and gone to
heaven.

   She decided to give Brian a turn and I was left to watch what she was
doing.  She still did a coordinated jack off while she licked and sucked
his penis.  He groaned.  I knew why.

   She gave us each a minute or so of dick sucking and jacking and then
pushed her way between us.  She flopped on her back, spread her legs over
mine and Brian's and said "Eat me." I'd never done it but I knew I was
going to or die.

   Brian went first and I watched while he lifted her up with both hands
under her butt and licked her pussy from somewhere, maybe asshole, through
little pink lips to little blonde pubic patch.  I leaned over and saw in
close-up what he was doing, tongue flat, right between her little lips,
both lips spread out to the side, pink or coral flesh shining wet, little
wet red button where the wings came together, her clitoris.  Simple.  I
could do that.

   Brian stopped and I'll never know why but he moved to one side and
motioned with his hand for me to take his place.  I didn't try to lift her
up to my mouth, I flopped on my belly, bent both her legs back, levered her
hips upward, and started licking her pussy.  I knew it.  The same aroma as
on her panties but now the scent was in my nose and the taste was in my
mouth.  She had been hot for it all along.  I licked and licked and made
sure to bear down on her clitoris.  I tried something Brian had not done. I
slid two fingers down in her vagina and moved them in and out while I
licked.  It worked.  She went off like a firecracker, an explosion, tried
to stuff my head in her pussy, and tried to pull me bald-headed.

   I straightened up and started stroking my dick, looking down at her
shiny drooling pussy.  Damn, I could have eaten that all day.  Brian moved
over beside her near her breasts and stroked his dick.  She cupped her
hands under them.  I moved to the other side of her and started stroking my
dick.

   "Come on her breasts, Connor," Brian whispered.  "She likes that."

   My balls exploded, the charge went out through my dick, and I shot about
a dozen volleys of white semen down on her breast.  A few seconds later,
Brian anointed her other breast with his offering.  She rubbed our semen
all over her breasts and groaned.  Brian groaned.  I groaned too.

   "Welcome to the group, Connor," Brian said.

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