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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

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>This posting contains:

  Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
      Part 1 - Mother, Father, and My Lovers    (mc, oral mf & ff)
      Part 2 - Are You Free This Evening? (Or A Slave?) (fff, mm foreplay) 
      Part 3 - Chains of Slavery                (mc, mf)

>The next posting contains:

  Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion (continued)
      Part 4 - Pop Go the Cherries              (fm, mmf)
      Part 5 - Sex Goddess I Call Mom           (oral mF)
      Part 6 - Winding Up Another School Year	(mfm)

(TP-Mast = Telepathic sharing while masterbating)

>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 1 - Mother, Father, and My Lovers.
(mc, oral mf & ff)

The black limo pulled into our driveway, filling the entire drive.  Even 
before the vehicle had been taken out of gear, I had my suitcase waiting 
by the trunk.  I had a feeling that this was a different vehicle than 
the last one I had ridden in, but there were no exterior markings to 
indicated this.

A different driver got out, came around to the right side passenger door 
and opened it for my father.  I nearly dropped my suitcase.  Not only 
was my father clothed, but he was all decked out in a black and white 
tux.

I did drop my suitcase when my mother came out.  I had never seen her so 
dressed up, so beautiful, so... sexy.  I swallowed hard when she walked 
over in her black and white sparkling blouse, with matching skirt, 
accenting her curves while still being conservative enough not to 
appear, as Suzi would say, slutty.  Her legs were perfect, and her smile 
was genuinely warm.  And she had that smile pointed at my father, which 
was even more shocking.

I followed my suitcase to the ground when the pair nearly ripped each 
others clothes off while they kissed.  The squawking sound I made when 
my back end hit the ground was probably the only thing that has stopped 
them from raping each other on the spot.  They straightened out each 
other's clothes while my mother wiped off the lipstick she had smeared 
all over his mouth, giggling like a school girl as my father said things 
which were beyond my range of hearing.

The driver helped me up, then opened the trunk and put my suitcase in.  
I had packed enough for five days even though it was only for the 
weekend.  When my father asked where my mother's suitcase was, she held 
up her small matching purse saying, "Right here."

I stared at my suitcase as the driver shut the trunk, realizing how 
stupid I had been.  I wouldn't be needing any clothes once I got there.  
Even my mother knew that.

My father called me over, and for a moment I felt like the three of us 
were a family.  When that reality hit me, I shuttered internally.  In 
another life, I might have simply excepted letting my grandmother suck 
me off whenever I got a hangnail or something, just to make me feel 
better.  "Grandma, would you blow me?  I'll even hold your teeth for 
you."  Shutter shutter.

I had a strange duality when it came to my father.  Yes, he was my 
father, in some ways I respected him, and I suppose I cared for him 
slightly.  But I also despised everything he stood for.  I knew 
everything I would be enjoying this weekend, everything I had been 
excited about for the past week-and-a-half was his gift to me for being 
his son.  But it also was an attempt to corrupt me with his way of life. 
A life I so desperately wanted to hate, but knew I already loved.

But I actually didn't mind a little corruption as long as my friends 
were with me.  They were my insurance, my protection from allowing the 
corruption to take my soul.  Perhaps this notion was a bit naive, but as 
it turned out, they indeed were my saviors, and I their's.  Not that my 
father didn't try his hardest to corrupt us all anyway.  And for a 
little while, he succeeded, especially with Joey.

As we climbed into the limo, I saw it was indeed a different one.  There 
was no bed, just incredible plush velvety seats that I imagined folded 
out to become a bed if needed.  There was plenty of room for Joey and 
Suzi when we picked them up on the way to my father's north mansion.

Joey's house of course was just down the street.  In fact, the limo had 
past it to get to our house.  As we pulled into Joey's driveway, Joey 
was already standing right were the door would be, making it appear as 
if we had pulled up to him.  Joey signaled for me to roll the window 
down before opening the door. When I had done so, he said, "Welcome to 
Joey's.  May I take you order please?"

The driver put Joey's suit case in the trunk next to mine.  While Joey's 
parents checked out the limo and chatted with my mom and father, Joey 
motioned me out and we went to the rear out of ear shot.

"I saw your suitcase in the trunk," Joey said.  "That was good thinking.  
I mean, I had to pack like I was going to need clothes and stuff.  But 
when my dad saw the limo coming back down the street, he said something 
about wondering how much room the trunk had.  I nearly shit when I 
realized you wouldn't be taking any clothes with you, and the trunk 
would be empty.  So when did you start seeing into the future too?"

My face went red, but luckily Joey's dad called saying it was time to 
leave.  I climbed in, and watched Joey's mom hug and kiss him, followed 
by his dad.  He squawked when his dad gave him a peck on the cheek, and 
turned all red about it.

He got in, and they all said their good-byes again through the window.  

Once we were on our way, I said in a low voice like his dad's, "Oh, 
Joey.. I'll miss you!" and gave him a real kiss.  That really made him 
turn red with my mom and father sitting right there.  My mother 
whispered something to my father, and his eyes moved to Joey's legs and 
grinned.  

Joey's body blush deepened even more, and then he said, "God, I HATE 
being fair skinned and blond!"

"Oh don't be, Joey.  With your blond hair and blue eyes, girls are 
probably following you around everywhere,"  my mother said.

"No they're not, mom.  With Suzi around, the other girls don't dare."  I 
said grinning.

"What do you mean?" Joey said, seeking revenge.  "Everyone at school 
thinks Suzi is with you.  I don't think Suzi scares them away, so it 
must be you."

"Ha ha." I said, letting him have his minor victory.

Suzi's house was a good fifteen minutes from Joey's and mine.  We were 
talking about nothing in particular, when my mother and father began to 
shock me again.

"So, how is your mother?  Is she well?"  my mother asked.

"Oh, she's fine.  Getting on a bit, but she can still suck a golf ball 
through a garden hose, if you know what I mean," my father said, 
laughing at his own joke.  Then he continued. "And what about your 
father?  Is he still on that little island?  I nearly had it bombed 
while you were under my household, fearing he would find out and take 
you away.  But they made me set you free before the planes were ready 
and..."

"MOM!  You said Grandpa died before I was born! Is he really still 
alive?" I said exasperated.

"Whoops.  Sorry Samantha.  I didn't realize.."

"That's okay.  I was going to tell him anyway." Then she turned to me 
and said, "Yes, he's alive, but he doesn't know about you.  After I 
discovered my powers, I accidentally triggered his own.  I'm afraid he 
is a little confused..."

"A little?  He thinks he God All Mighty, Samantha.  That is not just a 
little confused.  That's plain loony."

"Well, at least he had enough sense to go and get an island in the 
middle of the Pacific to play God, unlike your father..."

"I suppose you're right.  Pop certainly did bring that on himself.  It 
was a pity he had all his slaves kill themselves when he did.  Some of 
them I remember taking their virginities from.  Pop didn't leave many of 
those around when I was growing up.  He always said.."

"Uhm, excuse me?" I interrupted.  "Do I have any other living relatives 
that I should know about?  What happened to my other Grandma?  And do I 
have any uncles or aunts?"

"My mother truly died before you were born, and that's what made my 
father loose touch with reality.  As far as uncles and aunts...  Well, 
there's my brother George, and Charles' brother Larry, and what was your 
other brother's name?  The one that tried to take over that country with 
the army of women?"

"No no.  That was Larry.  You're thinking of Spud. You know, here Spud! 
Good boy.   And then of course there's your three sisters that pretend 
their witches.  I must say, they know how to throw a good party.  All my 
sister does is go around collecting human testicles.  But she has quite 
a collection.  I'm sure she'll.."

"What about brothers or sisters," Joey said quietly, yet very amused.

"Yeah! What about brothers or sisters?  Oh God! Three weeks ago, my only 
living relative was my mother.  Then I meet my father, then my golf ball 
sucking grandmother.  Now I have a family tree longer than my arm.  And 
they're all power mad perverts, or grown men who think they're a dog!" I 
groaned, covering up my face with my hands.

My mother and father burst out laughing, followed by Joey.  My mother 
had tears in her eyes, and Joey had fallen on the floor from laughing so 
hard.

"WHAT IS SO FUNNY!" I screamed.

Joey sputtered between his giggles, "They...  were.... JoKINg!"

"ARRRGGGGH" I said covering up my face again and sinking down in my 
seat, almost to where my butt was about to fall off.

As if on cue, I felt the car stop.  I looked up, and there was Suzi's 
face, right were Joey's had been when we pulled up at his house.

"Great. Now I'm really gonna get picked on." I muttered, reaching for 
the door.  I got out and greeted Suzi. Then I poked my head into the cab 
and said, "I think it would be safer if I rode in the trunk next to my 
suitcase full of five pairs of clothes.  Just honk the horn when we get 
there, okay?"  I had my head out ear shot before they could reply, and 
all I heard a moment later was the second explosion of laughter.

"What was that all about," I heard Suzi ask the occupants of the limo 
after they calmed down.

I waited for the driver to open the trunk to put Suzi's suitcase in, and 
then asked him to wait a moment before he shut it.  I opened my suit 
case, and took out four little boxes.  I also slipped my coin and 
another object into my pocket.  I wanted my coin just in case I needed 
some sympathy.  Suzi could really get you if she was in the mood.  And I 
imagined I was an easy target right then.

I felt Suzi's hand slip around the back of my waist, and she said, 
"What's you got?"

"Oh, just something I made.  Where's your mom and dad?  Joey's almost 
climbed in and came with us."

"Oh, they're around somewhere.  Limos aren't a big thing with them.  
Here they come..."

"You know, I think this is the first time I've actually seen your house 
from the outside, or with my own eyes.  Oh, shit.  I'm not supposed to 
really even know your mom and dad except the few times they dropped you 
off or something.  I feel like I've known them for, what, fourteen 
years?"  I said, feeling the butterflies in my stomach grow.  I wanted 
to pull Joey out and tell them he's her date, not me.  But I was the one 
who had invited her, and invited Joey.  And they certainly didn't know 
anything about our three way love triangle.

Before we could say hey, Suzi's dad exclaimed, "Charles!  I didn't know 
you were Tim's father!  Well I'll be.  Hows..."

Suzi and I looked at each other in yet another shock to add to my score 
board.  We moved closer to listen.

"and that Greek gobblet was an absolute hit.  It fetched over ten grand!  
You wouldn't believe the how many people bidded on that one."

"Really?  Well, I have another twelve in storage.  The one I donated to 
you was a last moment kind of thing.  I suppose I let my superstitions 
get the better of me.  I couldn't stand having thirteen of the silly 
things.  You can't actually drink out of them without one of those 
rubies popping off.  Perhaps next quarter I can donate the remaining 
twelve.  Never hurts to get those tax deductions where ever you can."

"Well that would be splendid.  If they get as much as the last one did, 
I imagine they would name the new library after you.  The Charles 
Grodmen Library of Medical Research.  Sound's pretty good, if you ask 
me.."

"Now stop it Frank," Suzi's mother said.  "Can't you see they want to 
get going?  It's been nice seeing you again Charles.  And you Samantha.  
You two make a charming couple.  Now I can see where Tim gets all his 
looks."

"I think I will ride in the trunk," I said loud enough for everyone to 
hear and turned around like I meant it.

Suzi grabbed hold of the back of my shirt and said, "You don't need to 
ride in the trunk." She pulled me past the back door, and opened the 
passenger side front door and said, "Here.  You can ride with the 
driver."



After the standard farewells, we were on our way to my father's place.  
I passed out my little gifts, and waited.

"Ewww, Timmy!  It's gorgeous!" Suzi exclaimed.

"Impressive," my father said.

"It is very beautiful.  Thank you dear," my mother said.

"Yeah, Tim.  It's neat.  I don't recognize it either.  Did you feel it 
out yourself?"

"Yep.  And they're all different.  See if you can guess what yours is, 
Joey."

"You felt all four of them?  Wow!  How did you do it?"

"Come on, Joey.  I can feel the symbols out just as well as you can.  
You just can just fit the shapes to them faster, that's all.  Now come 
on.  Everyone guess what they are."

"I don't understand," my father said frowning at his metal with red 
glass symbol.  Each symbol was palm size, had a different color of 
glass, and resembled each other, but obviously were not the same.  "Have 
you figured out what the symbols mean?"

Joey and I filled him in on what we had found out and had been doing.  
My father was very impressed.

"So, everyone has to figure out what their symbol means.  I'll give you 
a hint.  They each represent the person I gave them to."

"I know what mine is," my mother said.

"What?" Joey asked.

"I don't want to give it away," she wisely answered.

My father was staring intensely at his.  Then suddenly he did an almost 
double take.  He said, "Good Lord!  I know what this symbol means!" His 
face was almost giddy with his realization.  "It's stands for Father!"

"Yeah, that's what I thought at first.  But it actually means a little 
more than just father.  But wait until Joey figures his out.  I know he 
will."

"Well, I won't," Suzi said a little crossly.  "It's obvious your mom's 
is mother, but what's mine.  Sister?" Then in a much softer voice, 
"Lover?"

"Actually you almost have it.  Come on Joey. I know you can figure this 
one out."

Joey had shut his eyes, running the symbol around in his head.  I hadn't 
expected him to take this long.

"I keep coming up with something that doesn't make sense," he said, 
opening his eyes.

"Huh?  Why doesn't it make sense?" I asked.

"I keep getting 'female lover',"

"Opps.  I wondered if I got them mixed up when you opened it.  Sorry.  
Maybe you and Suzi should switch."

My mom and father laughed again, and even Suzi giggled.  My ears were 
burning, but Joey wasn't even paying attention.  He had both Suzi's and 
his in his hands, turning them around and around.

"Go ahead, Joey.  I know you want to collide them."

"I don't think I need to.  They fit like.... this?"

He had fit the two symbols together, the strange juts and dents locking 
into each other.

"Yeah. I couldn't get them exact so they fit kinda loose.  I barely got 
them done in time for today."

My mom and father were trying to see how theirs fit together, and they 
finally got it right.

"Can I see, Joey?" Suzi asked.

Joey passed the interlocked symbols to her.  Suzi took them apart, then 
reassembled them.  She was looking at them closely, then suddenly saw 
the part of my hidden markings.

"Can I see yours too?  I think they all go together," she said to my mom 
who was studying theirs.

My mom passed the interlocked symbols over, while Joey exclaimed, "Wow, 
Tim.  You mean you got more than two symbols to fit together?"

"Yeah.  But you won't be able to get these to fit together like that 
Suzi.  You have to break yours and Joey's apart, and you're missing one 
piece."

I dug out the piece I made for myself, and handed it to Suzi.

"So, this one means, what.  Self love?" Suzi giggled.

"Nope. And I'm not gonna tell ya yet."

Suzi fiddled with it for several minutes.  She connected mine to my 
parents almost right away in a sort of T figure.   Just as she was about 
to get it, Suzi handed it over to Joey and said, "Here, you do it."

Joey turned their pieces around and finally fit them like legs that 
didn't touch anything but my centerpiece.  The assembled figure looked 
like the combination of a T and an upside down Y.  They were too loose 
to stay together, but there was no mistaking they had fit correctly.  So 
Joey carefully placed the assembled figure in the center of the floor so 
everyone could look at it.

"I'm really impressed, Tim.  I could have never figured that out.  How 
did you do it?" Joey said.

"Actually, it wasn't that hard.  You see, mom's piece really means 
parental female mate, and similarly dad's.  Mine is the product of my 
mom's and dad's mating.  Yours and Suzi's are my male and female lovers.  
It's kinda confusing at first, but it does kinda make sense if you do 
this..."

I took the female lover and my symbol, still connected to each other, 
and placed them upside down over the mother and father.  They were 
identical.

"The male lover and mine are actually the same piece.  And the male mate 
is just a mirror copy of the of the male lover.  Same thing with the 
female lover and the female mate.  And the female lover is supposed to 
fit in the same spot as mine in the middle with the male and another 
female lover switching spots.  Pretty neat, huh?"

We talked about my symbol gifts the rest of the trip.  The North mansion 
was almost an hour from Suzi's house, so by the time we got there, I was 
feeling pretty good about myself.

My mother and father didn't get out of the limo when we arrived.  They 
were going out for dinner, dancing, and we all knew of course, sex.  But 
as I got out of the limo, my father called out.

"Tim, while I'm gone, you're the master of my household.  Your mother 
and I won't be back until tomorrow afternoon, so you may do whatever you 
wish with my staff and house.  If you like, tell Sherman to take you for 
the grand tour.  I wouldn't bother going to the South wing since it is 
just a copy of the North, with some small differences.  Now go on. The 
twins are waiting."

"Thanks, Dad!  This will be cool!" I said.

I ran up the steps as the limo pulled away, catching up with Joey and 
Suzi.

"Hey! We got the place to ourselves!  I'm the Master of the house until 
tomorrow.  What do you guys want to do first?"

As approached the two large doors, they began to open.  Sherman and 
twelve other servants were waiting for us.  One of them was holding the 
twin's leashes, whose collars and leashes were white.  Joey and I got 
real excited from the concept of being Lords of all those naked and half 
naked people, Suzi less so.

"Hey Sherman. What's up?" Joey said being friendly.

"Honored to be of service to you, sir.  I trust you had a pleasant 
trip?"

"Yeah, it was pretty good, thanks to Tim."

I was more interested in saying hey to the twins, but I saw there was a 
certain protocol expected to be performed. 

"Sherman,  do we already have rooms ready?  Or do we get to choose?"

"The Master selected the one he believed you would enjoy the most, but 
you may choose to use any of the rooms you wish."

"Hmm.  Okay.  Well, I guess we can hop on the beds later.  So, I take it 
those robes are for us?"  I indicated to the three attendants holding 
robes.

"Yes Master.  The attendants will remove your clothes for you.  The 
Master arranged some entertainment for you in the North Study.  You may 
wish to go there when you are properly attired.  Food and servants are 
already waiting for your arrival."

"Okay, that sounds cool," I said, as my attendant and another nude woman 
began removing my clothes.  I grabbed my coin, and looked around for 
someone who took my fancy.  I settled on a twenty year old brunette, and 
called her over to me.

"What is your name?"

"Fanny, Master," she said in a thick accent I didn't recognize

"Fanny, I want you to stay with me at all times.  I want you to carry my 
coin for me.  Do you understand?"

"Oh, Yes Master.  I will carry my master's coin for him everywhere he 
goes.  Thank you, Master,"  she said totally overjoyed.

"Oh, brother," Suzi said.

Once we were in our robes, I was handed the twin's leashes and they lead 
the way.  My eyes became hypnotized by the twins butts.  They were 
absolutely amazing.  My dick was standing straight out of the robe.  I 
was considering skipping the entertainment, and just get on with the sex 
when I realized Joey couldn't see.

"Joy, could Joey walk you?  I want him to see something."  The response 
was immediately yes.

"Here Joey," I said as I passed him the leash.

After Honey began leading the way again, I heard Joey gasp.

"Nice view, eh, Joey?"

"Yeah,  man..."

"It's even better with two of them side by side.  They always walk in 
step."

"Joy, you got the sexiest ass I've ever seen."

"Thanks, fellas.  You really know how to make a girl feel wanted," Suzi 
teased.

"Well, if you wouldn't keep walking behind or beside us..." Joey said.

"Then I wouldn't see your two butts."

We reached the study, and I grinned again as Joey and Suzi gasped at the 
number of pillows and the size of the mattresses in the room.

As Honey lead us to the center positions, our 'seats' walked up to us.

"Oh, uhm.  Well, okay." I said to them.  Joey and Suzi remained silent 
as they watched.

"Hello, Sandra.  How are you?"

"I'm very happy, Master.  I'm so glad you remember me."

"Of course I remember you.  Could you help me with my robe?  I know you 
want to feel my heartbeat."

"YES, Master.  Thank you Master." Sandra replied as she removed my robe.

I settled back into Sandra's chests, I found myself feeling very much at 
home.  I almost gave out a yip when I felt some very familiar lips on my 
dick.

"Oh, Honey.  That feels wonderful," I sighed.  Then I realized Joey and 
Suzi were still staring at me, not following my example.

"Come on you two.  Live it up.  You knew that this stuff goes on here.  
That's what makes it so neat."

"Yeah, but we didn't think you would be so... comfortable with it," Joey 
said.

"I wasn't at first.  But Sandra here loves feeling my heartbeat against 
her chest, and no one made her that way.  Honey and Joy have been doing 
this all their lives.  It is their most loving expression they know."

Joey's dick was at full mast, and didn't have to take anymore 
convincing.  Suzi, however, refused her 'seat'.  And she didn't have 
someone to lay in between her legs.

"Sandra?  Do you know if there are any males who like to feel heartbeats 
against their chests?"

"Yes Master.  My husband also loves for people to lay against his chest.  
He doesn't get to very often.  He gets so sad sometimes.."

I picked his name out of her head, then sent the instructions out.  In 
less than a minute, a smooth chested man walked in.

"Master, you sent for me?" he said kneeling.

"Suzi, this guy hasn't had someone lay against him in over six months.  
Please?"

"Please, my Lady.  I beg of you.  Allow me to feel your heartbeat 
through my chest."

Suzi sighed.  "Okay, but if he gets a hardon,  I'll make you suck him 
off, Timmy."

I heard Joey moan.

"Man Tim.  I don't think I could hold off much longer.."

"Hey Suz.  You want to place any bets on how long it takes for Joey to 
blow?"

"This is a trick, isn't it.  Oh well.  Joey, how close are you?"

"I'm close!  I'm not gonna last much longer.  Thirty seconds maybe?"

"Suz, I'll be your servant at lunch for a month if Joey blows within 
five minutes?"  I was actually asking Joy the question.  The answer was 
an easy "no problem" kind of reply.

"Oh, okay," Suzi said brightly.  "Not that I will, but if I lose?"

"You let me get someone to do that to you."

"Deal.  It's a win win situation.  Okay, Joey go ahead.  Anytime your 
ready."

"Yeah, I'm gonna cum any time now," Joey said, squirming.

I sat there, feeling Honey's loving lips and tongue keep me at the state 
of pleasant arousal.  After about two minutes, Suzi was starting to get 
a little nervous.

"Joey, I thought you were about to cum?"

"I am,  Oh my God.  I am so CLOSE.  UUUhhhhh.   I'm right there.. 
really."

"So, Suz.  Which would you rather have.  A male tongue or a female 
tongue.  Or would you prefer on of those zoo animals?"

"Come on Joey.  Think of something that turns you on.  Think of their 
ass when they were walking.  Remember?"

"Yeah.  Asses.  Yeah.  Walking.  Yeah.  Almost.  Yeah.  There..  
Almost."

"Here's an idea.  I'll up the stakes.  How about I serve you for two 
months, if you will let three people worship your body.  How about 
that."

"You think you're gonna win.  But it's still a deal.   I have a few 
tricks up my own sleeve.  Joey.  Remember when you and I were talking 
about how much fun it would be to have Tim lick every inch of our 
bodies?  Remember?"

"Yeah,  Almost..  Yeah.....  Asses ...  Yeah.... Fruity tooties..... 
Yeah....  Yeahh...."

"Shit," was all Suzi said.

"So, should I have them do a line up? or do you want me to pick them 
out?"

"You do it."  Suzi said darkly.

"Yeah....       Almost.......    Yeah....."  came from somewhere on the 
other side of Suzi.

"Times up, Master.  You win,"  Sandra said, squeezing me."

"Okay, Joy, ease Joey down a little bit.  He'll just have to wait for 
when Suzi is ready."

"Yeah.......     Almost........."

"Ok, Suz.  I hope you like these guys,"  I said as two men and one woman 
walks in.

"I'm in trouble..."  Suzi said, her eyes watch the first man's dick 
harden as he walked.

"I hope you don't mind them sucking each on other's tongues first."

"Yep.  I'm really in trouble.  "

"Yeah.... Trouble......   Suck........ Yeah....."

Suzi watched as the two muscle bound men began to kiss, their dicks 
plainly in view.  She almost didn't notice the woman getting in between 
her legs.

I watched, fascinated by the woman's ginger licks and lip movements.  It 
was totally different that anything I had done to Suzi.  Suzi was soon 
limp, eyes shut, with a dick in each hand, while the men stood over her, 
still kissing.  As the eight other men that I ordered walked in, they 
took their positions all around Suzi.


"Suzi?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Would you like me to give you a tongue bath?"

"Hmmmm?  A what?" she said.

"You know.  A tongue bath.  Lick every square inch of your horny, hot, 
sexy body.  Would you like that?"

"Hmmmm?  Yes.. That you be nice."

I signaled, and then let the twins know I was ready also.

I linked myself to Suzi and Joey, not letting them know of the link 
until the orgasms began.  I felt the expert lips on our dicks bring our 
cum to a roaring boil, then held us there.  I almost couldn't send the 
order out to start the cumming, but I did.

As twelve penises began to spurt their loads, the three of us were 
sharing our orgasms.  Cum was pouring on to Suzi, oozing all over her.  
Her orgasm nearly doubled in intensity, and my pleasure almost red 
lined.  As Joey's and my orgasms ended, we were very much aware of the 
men's orgasms still continuing.

By the time they had finished, Suzi was covered completely.  She was 
twitching from her multiple orgasms, but not as much as when the men 
began lapping up the sea of cum on her body.  Suzi was moaning and 
groaning, even screaming a few times.  Her words were gibberish, 
sometimes cusses.  Even when she had used up all her energy, she was 
still making strange noises while the men continued to lick and lap.  I 
let them continue like that even when the cum was gone for almost a half 
hour.

I think Suzi had enjoyed it since she never objected to having a chest 
to lay against again.  And she always did enjoy a good licking.

========================================================================


Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 2 - Are You Free This Evening? (Or A Slave?)
(fff, mm foreplay) 

"Wow!"  Joey exclaimed as we entered the room my father had selected for 
us.

"Look at THAT!" Suzi exclaimed, pointing up on the wall.

"Holy Shit!  How did he get that!"  I said amazed.

"Heh.  I guess the same place as that one,"  Joey said pointing behind 
us.

"Shit," was I could say.

We were looking at life size paintings of the moments I lost my 
virginities.  The first one was of me entering Suzi, and the one behind 
us was of Joey entering me.  I couldn't believe it.  I had felt no minds 
near us watching, and I was positive no one had peaked into our heads.

"But how did he do that?  Look!  The pillows are even under me.  There 
must have been someone watching us.."  I said, almost getting angry. 
"But I would have felt them!  How did he DO that!"

"Well, he didn't get it from one of us..  It looks like the person was 
standing around the bed.  You can even see all our faces in that one, so 
it couldn't have been from one of us," Suzi analyzed.

"I think I know.."  Joey said.  "And it would explain why you didn't 
feel anyone."

"Why?  You think someone could shield themselves somehow?"  I asked 
looking at him.

"Nope.  I think your dad got it from Mission Impossible or something..  
You know.  Hidden TV cameras."

I blinked several times, trying to imagine where they would have been in 
the room nearly two weeks before.  I couldn't.

Joey continued. "Tim, you got a strange family.  Most people only take 
pictures of you and your date to a dance or something, not your first 
sex.  Heh, I can't wait to see your family portrait.  And I bet your 
family album is so pornographic, you could start your own magazine 
company and make Penthouse and Playboy go out of print....  Hey Suz, did 
I really make a face like that?"

"Yes you did.  Am I really that fat?   I think I'm gonna have to go back 
on that diet..."

"Na.  I think it is just the way you're laying or something.  Besides, 
your tits aren't that big either."

"Oh thanks.  Well I wasn't going to say anything, but they gave you a 
bigger thingy too.  And Tims..."

"GOT it!" I suddenly exclaimed.  I walked over to a mirror on the wall, 
and said, "Here's the camera for this room."  I made faces at myself for 
my hidden audience.

"How do you know?"  Suzi said, walking up beside me.

"I'm watching myself through the painter's eyes.   No wonder he made you 
look a little bigger.  The screen isn't all that big.  I guess he had to 
improvise a bit.  So, do you want our peeping Tom to go to sleep?"

"Hey...  The one of you and me is at a different angle than your's with 
Suzi.  There probably will be more cameras, and more painters," Joey 
said, thinking out loud.

"Hmmm.   Yep.  Five Toms.  Okay, but that still doesn't answer my 
question.  Do we want our love immortalized?  Yea, or nae"

"I don't really want strangers watching us like that.  It's 
embarrassing," Suzi said.

"Well, that's one vote yea.  Joey?" I asked as Suzi blushed.

"Hmm.  I wouldn't mind seeing one with the twins..." he said, blushing 
towards Joy.

"Joy? ....  Honey? ....  Okay.  I'll leave our peeping toms alone then.  
Let's check out the rest of the room."

Joey and I took the twin's leashes off and tossed them on a table while 
Suzi checked out the bed.

"Yep.  It's a water bed," Suzi announced.  "And there's a huge mirror 
above it!  Wow.  I never thought about watching yourself make love.."

"Awe!, I like that idea," Joey said, hurrying up beside Suzi.

"Hey, go check out the bathroom and see if there's a jet bath or 
something.  I gotta ask the twins something," I said.

"Uhm.  Okay, I guess," Joey said a little suspicious.

"Oh, don't worry Joey.  He's not gonna pull any more tricks," Suzi said 
giving me a warning glare.  Then they went into the bathroom, and 
immediately started their ewws and awes.

"Hey," I said softly to the twins.  "You two right now are free, 
remember?  You don't have to be so... uhm... willing or servant like.  
What I mean is, Joey and Suzi won't be comfortable if you two wait to be 
told to do something, you know?  Just do what you feel like doing, and 
don't worry about how you could be pleasing us.  The best way you could 
please us is to let us please you, okay?  Try to act a little more.... 
uhm.... well, like us.  Do what you want, you know?"

The girls stood there, looking at each other.  Then they looked at me, 
and I understood.

"Yeah!  That would be great!  I know we all would like that.  But, you 
only have to do it if you want too, you got that?  Good.  Oh, man.  This 
will be so cool.  See? You're getting what you want, and I am too.  
Works better this way.

"Oh, hey Joy?  Joey really likes you... Maybe because your name and his 
are so much alike.  I don't know.  But if you want.. and only if you 
want.. do you want him to take yours instead of me?  I could do your 
back door, while Honey... 

"No, nothing like that.  I could never choose between you two.  It's 
just that... well, Joey really does like you a lot, and I kinda feel 
that you should have special feelings for the person who takes your 
virginity.  And I know he has them for you.  But if I do both of you, I 
have to do someone first, and then the second one wouldn't be...  as 
special, you know?  Yeah, he's a good lover.  I know that first hand.  
And like I said,  I really couldn't choose between you two.  If you two 
want, Honey could let Joey do her instead, or we could just flip a 
coin..  

"Cool.  Okay.  You sure, right?  I didn't mean to talk you into 
something you didn't want to do...  Okay...  Cool."

"Oh, and Joy?" I said taking a step up to her so my face was in front of 
hers. "I love you, you sweet and lovable thing you."  And then I kissed 
her like the woman she was.

"Now, Honey...  You'll get plenty of that later, so don't be pu.. MMPHH" 
I said as Honey forced herself on my lips and gave me the same kiss I 
had just given Joy.

"Okay, okay.  You're right.  Free women for the night.  You don't have 
to do a thing I say," I said, looking into her sparkling eyes.  "But we 
better get the others before we do anything else, otherwise we might not 
be able to stop ourselves.  Let's go find out what they were ewwing 
about."

We found Joey and Suzi in the largest bath tub I had ever seen, taking a 
bubble bath.  Suzi was sitting with her back against the side of the 
tub, and Joey was kissing her, pressing his body over hers.  It was a 
very tender and loving embrace, and very inspirational.  When the twins 
started to get into the tub ahead of me, Joey disengaged, and sat down 
next to Suzi.

"Sorry," he said.  "But we figured you three were gonna get started 
and..."

"What, with out you two?  Never."

"Hey, what's going on?" Joey said as Joy sat down next to him, draping 
herself against him.  Honey sat down next to Suzi, and gave Suz a warm 
smile.

"Joey?  Joy would like you to take hers instead of me.  But first they 
want to give Suz a little female attention so she doesn't feel left 
out."

"Huh?" Joey said, almost squeaking.

"Tim," Suzi began. "I know you're trying to make me feel more 
comfortable, but I don't want you making them do..." 

"Guys, they are free right now.  They are only doing what they want, not 
what I want them too.  I admit I suggested that Joy had hers taken by 
Joey.  But what they want to do with you, Suz, was entirely their idea."

"But I...  They?  You?..." Suzi said, torn.

Honey made up Suzi's mind for her by placing her smiling face in front 
of Suzi's, then gave her a gentle kiss.  My already hard dick went to 
full attention, seeing the two girls kiss.

"Shit.  No wonder Suzi gets so wet when she thinks of us doing it," Joey 
said before I could.

"Yeah," was all I could say as Honey assumed the position that Joey had 
been in when we had entered the bathroom.  When Joy went over to join 
them, I said, "I wish the damn bubbles weren't in the way!  You can't 
really see much."

I finally climbed into the tub, not taking my eyes off the wiggling mass 
of skin.  Then I felt Joey's eyes on me, so I looked back at him.  He 
motioned with his eyes towards the girls, indicating for us to launch an 
attack.  I smiled and nodded, and instead of me sitting down, Joey got 
up.

"GRRRRRRR," we both exclaimed as we each grabbed a twin.  We managed to 
stay on our feet, as we carried the two giggling and struggling girls to 
the other side of the tub.  I nearly dropped Joy when I realised her 
giggles were the first sound I had ever heard them make.  

(Although I realized later that I had heard them whimpering, so I should 
have realized they did have vocal cords.)

Suzi wasn't so happy.  "What did you do that for?  You guys just can't 
stand not being apart of all the fun all the time, can you.  I was 
enjoying that!"

"Come on Suz.  You watched everything Joey and I did.  Lets get out and 
get on the water bed.  I promise Joey and I won't stop you or anything 
unless we're asked too."

"Men!  Joy and Honey?  Just remember this.  Men are..... PRICKS!"  she 
spatted.

Joy and Honey just looked at Suzi with blank faces.

Suzi sighed, then said, "No, I know they have pricks.  I just meant.. 
Oh, never mind.  You'll figure it out sooner or later.  Now, I want you 
two pricks to lift me out, dry me off, and carry me to the bed.  
Otherwise, I'm staying right here."  Suzi said with a satisfied look.

"Come on, Tim.  She means it," Joey said, letting Honey go.

Not only did we have to lift out, dry, and carry Suzi, but the twins 
too.  I thought they were carrying this free woman stuff a bit too far, 
with me and Joey playing the slaves, but I wasn't going to spoil their 
fun.  Besides, Joey and I really didn't mind all the skin contact.

As we carried the limp Honey out, Suzi was already on top of Joy, 
sucking on her left breast.  Joey and my dicks swung up so fast that 
mine slapped against the bottom of Honey's bare thigh.  Honey took no 
notice, however.  Once she was on the bed, she scampered over to the 
two, crawled under Suzi between the two to begin suckling at her nipple.

Joey just stood there, dick in hand, hypnotized by the lesbian action in 
front of us.  I was also just as interested, but wanted to have some 
kind of action myself.  So, with my eyes fixed on the sucking and 
wiggling mass, I walked over behind Joey, and ran my hand down his left 
butt cheek, just barely brushing his crack.  He pushed back, but I held 
him forward.  My hand pushed in between his thighs, and he parted them 
for me.  I inserted my dick between his legs, then he clamped them 
around it.  I was reaching around to grab his, but he stopped my hand 
before it got there.  He didn't want me to miss the show, and just used 
his own hand.

I put my arms around him loosely, began slowly humping him while I 
licked and kissed his bare shoulder.  The entire time, our eyes never 
left the action on the bed.

The Suzi and Honey were busily frenching each other madly.  Joy was on 
her back, working on Suzi's slit with her tongue, while using her left 
hand on her sister's.  Suzi began a rhythmic humping, which stimulated 
Honey to do the same.  It was obvious that Joy craved to hump something 
herself, but her right hand was busy keeping Suzi from suffocating her.  
I was strongly tempted to assist her, but knew better than to interfere.

Soon the girls began to change in positions, giving Suzi a glance at 
what Joey and I were doing.  The burst of horniness from what she saw 
launched Suzi into Joy's sopping cunt, bringing a squeal from both the 
twins.  I just then realized that they shared some sort of link beyond 
their empathic one.

The girls formed a twisting circle, each in between the legs of another.  
The tongues and lips worked slowly and gently at first, building up 
speed and energy until they were frantic and desperate.  They began to 
wiggle under each other's attempts to bring themselves to a climax, 
gasps and even a few moans escaping from their otherwise occupied 
mouths.

I realized that I would probably orgasm with them if I didn't stop, and 
as I slipped my hand down to Joey's legs to indicate I wished to be 
released, the motions on the bed escalated.  Hands grasped wiggling 
buttockses while muffled cries of release came from Suzi.  My dick fell 
free of Joey's thighs, but not due to my signal.  Joey's legs had 
buckled as he spurted his load onto the bed.

I managed to keep our balance while supporting Joey during his shutters 
and jerks.  It had been a pity the mass of struggling flesh on the bed 
had been out of range, otherwise the cum might have not been such a 
waste, soaking into the bedspread like that.

I eased Joey down to the floor so he could enjoy his buzz.  I laid his 
shoulders and head against my tummy and chest, and realized I was 
holding him like Sandra had held me, and found his heartbeat to be very 
comforting.  "Well I'll be a monkey's Uncle." I said to myself.

Joey replied, "Yeah....  Uncle.... Monkey.....  Yeah....", then looked 
up at me grinning. "Yeah...."

I just grinned back, comprehending his own little joke on Suzi earlier, 
and then gave him a peck on the forehead.  He hadn't actually been that 
close to coming when I made my bet with Suzi.

After resting a few minutes, Joey looked back up at me and asked, "Hey.  
Didn't Sherman say something about food and entertainment while we where 
in the .. uhm, what's it called?"

"The North Study.  And don't ask me why it is called that.  I don't have 
a clue.  Yeah, there was food and entertainment waiting, but I didn't 
think anyone was hungry, and I knew Suzi wasn't ready for that kind of 
entertainment.  So, I just never called them in.  I was thinking about 
just having dinner in there, because the entertainment is the food.  
Well, sorta."

"Huh?  What do you mean?"

"Trust me.  You'll like it.  But not after cumming like that.  For this 
kind of entertainment, you have to be horny to like it."

Joey's dick perked up, and he said, "Hey, you know I'm always horny."

"Yeah, I know.  Hey, come to think of it, I'm getting kind of hor... 
hungry. Heh.  But we need to get Suzi in the mood.  How about we..." I 
said as I sent a flashed him a few mental pictures.

"Yeah, Okay.  But wait.  Do you think we'll be able to stop her from 
getting some for herself?  She just might lay into the twins again with 
it."

"Hmm. Good point.  What about we don't actually do it, just look like we 
are about to.."

"Yeah.....  Okay.....  Yeah....." he said, grinning evilly.

We got up, and almost canceled our plan when we found the girls were 
holding each other, slurping each others faces happily.  Joey and I 
looked at each other, then Joey bent his head towards the fridge.  I 
nodded, and we went to get our supplies.

Joey and I had done a little research.  We had gone through all of his 
skin magazines, looking for ideas to try.  That's how we figured out why 
there was a fridge in the room with a strange assortment of food goods.

As we walked back over to the bed with our weapons of lust, we decided 
it would be safer if we did it to Joey instead of me since he had just 
cum.  The bed was even larger than the last one, but we wanted to make 
sure we got Suzi's undivided attention.

"Excuse us," Joey said, climbing over their legs to get to the bigger 
side of the bed.  I tossed him the can of whip cream, then the chocolate 
syrup and followed his path.

"What are you two going to do with that?" Suzi asked, unimaginatively.

"I'm going to make myself a hot dog sundae," I said, taking the whip 
cream cap off.  I stalled a bit by reading the directions, then started 
shaking the can.  "Hey Joey, what does this remind you of?" I said, as I 
shook the can.

"Duh.. kinda looks like you're jerkin' me off, Tim.  Hey, should I put 
the chocolate syrup on before or after the whip cream?"

"Well," I paused appearing to think it over, "how about both.  I think a 
layer of chocolate syrup, followed my whip cream, then another layer of 
chocolate would go very nicely with your hot dog.  Unless you want some 
of those cherries also."

"Hey yeah, but only one.  I only have one cherry left.  I wonder if..."

"Guuuuuhhh!" Suzi said as she scrabbled towards us.  Luckily we were 
prepared, and launched ourselves off the waterbed and ran like the wind.  
She chased us naked all the way to the study, and by the time we reached 
our spots, she had forgotten what she had been chasing us for.  But she 
quickly remembered after Joey and I started using the chocolate and whip 
cream on each other, smearing it all over our bodies.

"Shit Joey, you're really starting to turn me on.  This is really 
turning out hot!"

"Yeah," Joey said before he licked my left nipple that he had just 
covered with the whip cream and chocolate mixture.

"Shit Joey.  Remember what we're doing this for," I said, spotting Suzi 
coming in the entrance. "Here she comes.  Shit, Fuck, Damn, Joey, are 
you listening to me?"

He let his tongue travel up my chocolate covered chest and neck, then 
looked in my eyes and said, "Gotcha."

"Heh.  Yeah...... Gotcha..... Yeah....." I said grinning.  Out of the 
corner of my eye, I saw Suzi getting on the cushions farther down from 
us.  I said, "Hook, line, and sinker, Joe."

I called for Sandra and the others, and then called for the 
entertainment and food.  As people started to get very busy below us, 
Suzi decided that our show was over, but the real one was about to 
begin.  So she crawled over and sat on the other side of Joey from me.

"I take it you two were getting tired of boy talk?" She said as she laid 
back against the man's smooth chest.  She ran her fingers across his 
chest, and smiled warmly to him.

Joey replied, "Nah.  Couldn't you tell?  We got hungry."

"Yeah, but hungry for what," Suzi said, grinning.  She had recovered 
from her horniness, and as I spotted our first course walking up, I knew 
I had to act fast.

"Hungry for this," I said as I crawled over to Joey.  I began licking 
the bronze coating off his tummy, while I took hold of his bronze dick 
and stroked it a few times.

I heard them both gasp, and then Joey's hands came up to help.  I 
checked Suzi's progress, and saw that her oven was almost finished 
preheating.  In a single motion, my tongue traveled up from top of this 
tummy, through the valley of his chest, and rested my sucking lips on 
his neck.  My body was laying on top of his, his hardon pulsing against 
my tummy.  I couldn't help but to sloppily clean his neck before I 
stopped and got back to my seat before either of them knew what 
happened.

"Okay, you two, snap out of it.  The grub is here.  And I don't want to 
hear any complaints about the china, because these people have been 
preparing since last week."

"Huh?" Joey asked, looking around.

There were five women and a man waiting to join us on the cushions.  I 
signaled them to proceed, while below us the cooking carts and servants 
filed in like a circus.  The first three women who joined us on the 
cushions each sat down beside one of us.  They were shockingly 
overweight compared with the rest of the women seen, their jugs even 
more so.  We were automatically laid down a bit more, and the heavy 
women took a position slightly behind us and swung one of their heavy 
breasts across the shoulder of our 'seats'.

"No way!" Joey exclaimed in delight.

"Timmy, I am not going to do this!" Suzi said harshly.

"Suz, like I said.  These people have been preparing for a week.  
Someone has to, otherwise they will be in pain tomorrow.  I didn't have 
anything to do with this.  I only learned of it when I check to see what 
the entertainment was.  I promise, if you don't like it, I will make 
sure my father doesn't do this again.  I know how it seems to you, but 
everything these people are doing gives them pleasure.  Do you want to 
keep that from them?"

"Don't try and make sound like I'm the one doing something wrong!  This 
isn't right and you know it!"

"Suz, talk to Tanya, the woman who is offering you her breast.  Yes, all 
these people have had their lives taken away from them by my father.  
That's what's wrong, and I despise him for that.  But these people are 
innocent.  They only can be happy by doing what my father wants, and 
right now Tanya would be emotionally devastated if you didn't accept her 
breast.  The damage is done, Suzi.  You can only make it worse by not 
going through with it.

"My father has set all of this up to corrupt us.  We can't let him do 
that, but we can't hurt these people either.  Please, trust me, Suzi. 
Just accept what they offer you.  The only way we can beat my father is 
by getting to know each one of these poor people he throws at us.  As 
long as we see them as the people they are, and not some.... possession, 
we will be doing what is best.  All right?"

Suzi was quite for a moment, then asked Tanya about it.  After several 
minutes of chatting with not just Tanya, but with Terry who's chest she 
was laying against, and Chris, the man who had also joined us on the 
cushions to serve Suzi her food, she sighed.

"All right, Tim," she said a moment later. "But I wish you would explain 
these things BEFORE you shock us with this kind of stuff."

Joey piped in, "Yeah, but it isn't as fun."

I spotted the twins finally arriving.  I had sent someone to inform them 
what had happened right after Suzi left the bedroom.  They wouldn't go 
anywhere without being put on leash and having someone hold it as they 
lead the way here.  And since they never rush anything, they just had 
arrived.

They were about to take their usual places when the two men I had called 
arrived and offered their chests.

"What?" I said when the twins disapproved.  "Come on girls..  Just 
once...  Hrrrr..  okay.  fine.  But I'm fine just the way I am, and so 
is Joey.  And so is Suzi, so don't even ask her."

"What are you three arguing about?" Joey asked.

"What do you think!  They're just a couple of stupid slave girls, and 
they will never be anything else...  I've been so STUPID!  I wanted to 
give them something that my father would never give them: free will.  
But they will never be more than a couple of well trained bitches."  I 
got up, shaking, I was so angry.

"They want to fuck us so they can go and fuck their master.  Well, I 
don't fuck animals.  So fuck off.  All of you. FUCK OFF!" I said to the 
entire household.  Then without waiting for a reply, I stormed off.  I 
left the study, went straight to my room, jumped in the shower to rinse 
off, then got dressed.

I was about to leave the room when the twins showed up, a servant 
holding their leashes.

"What the fuck are you two doing here.  I didn't call for a blow job.  
Get the fuck out."

They didn't budge.  I knew my plan wasn't really working because they 
just stood there emotionless.  I had expected them to be upset, but they 
were only mildly concerned.

I dropped my anger which I was feeding using every teenage trick I knew. 
I said, "Look...  I don't accept you two as being people when you wear a 
leash just to walk around the house.  If you two can't get it through 
your heads you have just as much right to do what you want as I or my 
father does..  Go fuck a slave, because that is all you'll ever be."

That did upset them, mostly because I had truly meant it.  They were 
throwing all sorts of mixed emotions at me, begging me to stop.

"You're not listening.  I don't want to hurt you two.  I want to help 
you.  But you're part of my father's plan.  He knew I would try and 
break his hold over you two.  You're his slaves, that's all you know how 
to be, and that's all you want to be.  You don't want to be freed 
because you're happy to be his.  I'm sorry, but I can't free you.  You 
have to do it yourself.  And I am not going to play this game any 
longer.

"I'm going home.  No, I'm not coming back.  Not while you two are 
wearing collars, refusing to treated as the princesses you two are.  You 
should have your own rooms, bigger and better than this one.  You should 
have friends!  No, not slaves that you bathe with!  You know, people 
your own age, who like you, and you like them.  NO!  Not because your 
father told them!  They tell themselves!"

Suzi and Joey popped in, and were about to speak, but I cut them off. 
"Get dressed.  We are leaving.  I came here mostly because of these too.  
But they're just as mindless as the rest of my father's slaves."

"But, I thought..." Joey started.

"Shut up Joey.  Get dressed lets go home."

"Why!  Come on Tim!  You keep making decisions for all of us with out 
talking to us first!  You said the twins can't be controlled."

"I was wrong, okay?  Look Joey.  When they walked into the study wearing 
those leashes, it all fell together.  My father is using them to get me.  
When I couldn't take them away from him last time, he knew I wouldn't 
give up.  And he was right.  If we stay and take their virginities, he's 
won.  I don't make love with slaves."

"Timmy," Suzi started, "I think you're making more of this, just like 
you did with your dream and everything."

"What?  You want proof?  Okay. Fine.  Do you really think they are free 
to do what ever they want?"

"Well, yes, within reason."

"Okay.  My father made me master while he was away.  If they are really 
free, then if I give them a command that they really don't want to do, 
they wouldn't do it, right?"

"Well, only if they haven't been taught differently.  You can't expect 
them to have the same values, you know."

"I know.  Okay.  Tell you what.  I'll fuck the twins if they can refuse 
my next command.  How about that." 

I turned to the girls and said, "You want something, you want it very 
badly because you love my father.  Yes.. I know you love me too.  But 
this isn't about love.  This is about free will.   Me and Joey will go 
through with all of this fucking if you can show me you are truly free.

"I am the master of this household, and I command you two to suck and 
lick my dick as hard and fast as you can.  That's what you are.  Suck 
slaves.  Come suck your master's dick, slaves.."

With tears in their eyes, they obeyed.  They hurried over to me, pulled 
my shorts down, then began to worship my dong.

I started crying too.  They really were slaves.  But I continued anyway. 
"Thats it.  You are property.  My property.  Suck and lick you master's 
dick.  That's all you want in life.  To suck it, swallow his cum.  
Everything you are is to please your master.  His cum, his balls, his 
dick.  That's all your world will ever be. Suck your master.  Suck him 
good.  That's a good slave.  Good fucken suck slaaaave?"  I couldn't 
stand it any more.  I started bawlin', all the while they sucked and 
licked.  And yet I exploded in Honey's mouth.  Before she could do 
anything with it, I yelled "Spit it out!"  She did.

Joey and Suzi had gotten dressed very unhappily.  I pulled my pants up 
and said, "I guess I named you two wrong.  You should have been Suck and 
Lick.  Goodbye Suck and Lick.  I will never see you again," and walked 
out the door carrying my suitcase.

Joey and Suzi followed, not saying a word.  We reached the main doors, 
and they began to open.  Another limo I had requested was waiting to 
take us home.  I asked Fanny for my coin, then said goodbye to Sherman 
and reached out and said goodbye to the rest of the slaves I new.

I was streaming with tears by the time I got in the limo, and once the 
door was shut, I was bawling out on Suzi's shoulder for a good five 
minutes.  When I worked enough of it out, I realized we hadn't started 
to move yet.  I issued the commands to the driver, then whispered 
"Goodbye, Joy and Honey.  I'm sorry," as the limo was put into gear.

========================================================================

Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 3 - Chains of Slavery
(mc, mf)


"Holy Shit.  Tim, you better see this,"  Joey said as we started down 
the drive.

"What.  Did some servant take pity on them and <sob> hold their leash so 
they could follow us?"

"Tim, stop the car and look!"  Suzi pleaded.

"What.." I said, not stopping the car, but looking out the back window.

The twins were at the top of the steps.  I was difficult to see what 
they were holding and said so.

"It's their collars, Timmy," Suzi said softly.

"It couldn't be.. Are you sure?" I said.

"Well, that's what it looked like before the trees blocked our view," 
Joey said, a little upset at me.

"Okay.  I guess it wouldn't hurt to make sure," I said a little 
hopefully.

As the car reached the end of the drive and pulled out onto the main 
road, we did a U-turn and was driving back up the drive a minute later.

"Yep.  They're bare necked," Joey said a little discussed with me.

"I don't believe it.  They really did it.  HOLY SHIT-CO-BOOBS!  I DID 
IT! I can't believe we did it."

"Yeah.  But what did you do," Joey said, still discussed.

"What do you mean?" Suzi said, surprised as I was.

"You just turned them against your father, who to them was their father.  
You just destroyed their lives Tim.  Joy's, Honey's, and your father's," 
Joey said, glaring at me.

"What's your problem.  I just helped them set themselves free!" I said.

"Who the fuck asked you too.  They didn't. Look at them.  They're still 
crying.  When are you going to learn not to fuck with other people's 
heads?  You said that they couldn't be controlled.  What do you think 
you are trying to do if not control them.  You may have set them free, 
but you know what?  They will never be as happy."

"Joey.. stop talking like that..  You know Tim did the right thing."

"No I don't.  And he doesn't either.  That's the problem.  Just because 
he has all these powers he thinks he knows what is best for all of us.  
I'm sick of his attitude.  Maybe he doesn't want to become his dad, but 
he sure likes to play God like he does."

"Fuck you Joey.  I'm just trying to do what I feel is right.  Maybe I 
fucked up.  But you know what?  If I was really playing God, you would 
be bowing in front of me right now."

"Boys, stop it," Suzi said loudly. "What are we going to do.  They're 
still waiting.  We can't just leave them now."

She looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Joey is right about one 
thing.  You shouldn't be deciding things for anyone without discussing 
it with them first.  And Timmy, we love you.  We trust you, but only 
when you trust us and tell us what's going on."

Then to Joey, she said, "And as for you, you don't really think he was 
playing God.  I may not be able to read minds, but I know when you 
aren't telling us everything.  So spill it, mister."

Joey sighed.  "I liked it."

"Liked what," I said, a little upset with him myself.

"Everything.  I liked Joy.  The way she was, though.  I liked her as a 
slave.  I know.. It's wrong.  But...  Fuck.  I don't know.  I guess I 
like the way his dad lives.  Everyone is happy, and no one has any 
worries.  It's so peaceful and stuff."

"Joey?" I said.

"Yeah?"

"So, would you like to be a slave?"

"No, I'm not saying that..."

"Why?  Are you saying other people are better off as slaves, but in your 
case it's different?"

"Uhm, well... No, I guess not."

"Then what?"

"Okay, maybe I don't want to be a slave.  But they were already.  And 
they were happy."

"Oh, Joey.  That is exactly how my father feels.  You know what?"

"What.."

"My father used to be a lot worse than he is now.  He used to take 
people whenever it suited him, making them his mindless slaves.  And 
when he got tired of them, he just let them rot.  But then my mom made 
him a slave, and that gave him a different view of life.  Take Katie for 
example."

"Katie?"

"Before my mother, he would have took her and never let her be anything 
but a toy for his dick.  But now...  He let's her have her own life, and 
just uses her when he wants her.  She doesn't have any choice with him, 
but she does have a life that she can make choices for herself.  Even my 
dad knows that a life where you make your own decisions is better than 
one where everything is decided for you."

"Well, I don't know.  I still think there are advantages to being a 
slave."

I sighed.  "I know I am probably going overboard to make a point, but it 
would settle this once and for all.  You see, my dad has his hooks in 
you Joey.  He has you thinking just the way he wanted.  Suzi, you're 
still okay.  But I think I better show you both what it's like to be a 
slave.  You will both be my slaves for an hour tonight."

"NO!" Joey said.

"Tim!?  You didn't listen to a thing I SAID!  You can't just make up you 
mind about something like this without.."

"Whoever gets the choice?  My father never asked any of his intended 
slaves if they wanted too.  No.  I have to do this.  _I_ have no 
choice."

I reached out to my friend's minds, and made them my happy little 
slaves.

"Meet me in our bedroom.  I want you two to be naked and fucking by the 
time I get there."

"Yes Master!" They both said in unison.  They took off running towards 
the house.

I walked up to the twins, whose cheeks were still red from crying. "I am 
so proud of you two.  I didn't think you could ever break free.  I would 
be honored if you two ladies would join me in a little stroll, and a 
little lovin' later."

As we walked arm in arm to the bed room, I told the twins how they never 
had to be slaves again.  They could do what they wanted, but there were 
would be times where they would have to do things they didn't like.  And 
I told them that if sucking dicks made them happy, it was okay to do it, 
even if it seemed like it was a thing only a slave would do.

"Being free means doing things because you either want to, or need to.  
Not because someone tells you you have to.  If you love my father, and 
it makes you feel good to do what he wishes, then that's okay.  It 
doesn't make you a slave.  It makes you something that is so much more, 
especially to him, because you didn't have to."

By the time I arrived to the bedroom, I was certain I had made them 
understand.  Joey and Suzi were on the bed, Joey humping away.  He had 
already cum once, but hadn't stopped to enjoy it.

I explained to the twins what was going on, and asked them to leave us 
alone for the remainder of the hour.

"Joey, stop fucking and get off her."

"Yes master."

"Both of you, come over here and take my clothes off."

"Yes master."

Once naked, I got on the bed and sat with my legs apart.

"Suzi, come suck your masters dick."

"Yes Master.  Thank you master."

"Joey?  Have you fucked her in the ass yet?"

"No Master."

"Suzi? Do you want Joey to fuck you in the ass?"

"Do I master?"

"Yes you do, very much."

"Yes Master.  THANK YOU Master."

"Suzi, stick your ass up in the air.  While Joey is fucking your ass, 
you will become hotter and hornier and that will make you give me even 
better head.  Then you will take it into your throat like the slutty 
slave you are.

"Joey, stick your dick in her puss and get lubed.  I don't want you 
hurting her any more than you have to.  But when you have it lubed, I 
want you to stick it in her ass and fuck her as hard as you can.  And no 
one cums until I say."

"Yes master."

I forced Suzi's ass to relax, then noticed that she wasn't empty in the 
rectum.

Before Joey was about to enter her, I said, "Shit.  Joey, I want you to 
take Suzi into the bathroom, and watch her shit.  I want you to watch 
the stuff come out of her ass, and tell me exactly what it looks like.  
Once she is done, you wipe her ass for her.  Then you will shit, and 
Suzi will watch.  Once you're both done, I want you two to get back in 
here and get back to what you were doing."

"Yes master!" they cried in unison.

"Here comes the first one, Master," Joey yelled from the bathroom.  
"It's kinda long and a lot thinner than mine usually is, Master.  It's 
has those round lumps in it, and it smell's like shit too, Master.  It 
made a nice plop in the water, Master.  Her ass just spit out a couple 
small ones, Master.  Two of them were just round balls stuck together, 
Master.   Ewwww, Master!  She's really grunting now.  I think..  She is 
really sticking her insides out at me, Master.  Okay, Master, the last 
round ball came out.  I'm wiping her ass. Master."

"Joey, did that turn you on?  Is your dick really hard?" I called.

"Yes, Master.  It made my dick so hard that I wanted to touch it.  But I 
didn't, Master.  You didn't tell me I could, so I didn't, Master."

"Joey, shit and wipe your own ass.  Suzi come here.  I want to fuck you 
instead."

"Yes Master!"  they both said, Suzi adding, "Thank you, Master!" and 
hurried to the bed.

As she climbed up to me, I prevented her from mounting me, and said, 
"Suzi?  Did Joey watching you turn you on?"

"Yes Master.  It was embarrassing, Master," she said.

"What do you want to do, Suzi?  What does Suzi want to do?"

"I want to do whatever my master wants me to do," Master.

"No, I mean, what does the real Suzi want to do?" 

"I.. I.. don't understand, Master.  I only wish to please you.  I want 
nothing else."

"I can do this.  I just can't..  I'm sorry Suz.  I...  just can't go 
through with it.."

"Oh, Timmy..." she said, seeing the tears in my eyes.  "Think I 
understand.  Just don't do it again?"

"Fuck you Tim!" Joey said from the bathroom.  "I can't believe you did 
that to us.   You.. You... FUCK!"

"Joey!  You know why he did it!  And he didn't do anything we didn't 
already want to do." Suzi said to my defense.

"I can't believe you're defending him!  He made us slaves, Suzi!  An 
you're still thinking like one!  Holy shit!  You SLUT!  You LIKED it!"

"JOEY! THAT IS ENOUGH!" I said getting on my feet.  "YOU'RE the one 
whose the FUCK!  You just called Suzi a SLUT!  What happened to your 
brains, man?  Why can't you see what my father is doing to us?  He's 
trying to break us up or make me turn you into my slaves!  

"OH SHIT!  I DID!  FOR A FEW MINUTES YOU WERE!" I screamed in horror.  
My legs gave out from underneath me, and I sank to the floor covering my 
face with my hands.  I didn't cry or anything.  I just didn't want to 
think anymore.

No one said anything for few minutes. 

Finally, Joey said, "I'm sorry Suz.  I didn't mean it when I called you 
a slut."

"I know Joey.  I know," Suzi said softly.

Joey walked over to the bed and sat down next to Suzi.  After a few more 
minutes of silence, Suzi slipped off the bed and sat down next to me.

"Tim?  You're doing it again...  This is the exact same thing you did 
when you had that nightmare.  You shut us out when you needed us the 
most.  I don't think I can take it again.  If you don't talk it out with 
us now, I don't think I want to... spend time with you anymore.  So 
please... talk to us.  I don't want to lose you."

I sat there quietly, finding myself wanting her to leave me and never 
get close to me again.  It was the right thing to do, I kept telling 
myself.  Let them go so they will be safe.

"Tim, stop thinking that way.  I'm sorry," Joey said.  "Suz, he wants us 
to leave him, to protect us from him.  So we can't."

"Tim.. You're such a.... a... an ass hole!"  Suzi said, knocking me over 
onto my side.  "You keep making these stupid decisions for all of us, 
and you have no right!  You don't want to be your father?  Then stop 
trying to control our lives!  You.. You.. HRRRRRRR!!" she yelled, 
rolling me onto my back and climbing on top of me.  "You piss me off!!" 

I ignored her.  I didn't fight her, but I didn't respond to her. 

"He's not listening to you Suzi," Joey said, monitoring my thoughts.  
"He's only thinking about how his dad tricked him.  He thinks everything 
was a plot within a plot, within a plot.  I think he's become paranoid."

That shot through my head like a stab of lightening.  Paranoid?  Is that 
what my father wanted me to become?

"Stop it Tim.  Your father may have planned some of this.  But he 
couldn't have foresaw all of it.  I'm hungry.  It's time for dinner.  
Lets just go and have some normal food to eat.  I'm not in the mood for 
anything... kinky."

"I'm hungry too, Tim.  But I want to take a shower first to get this 
chocolate stuff off me from Joey." 

Suzi then said to Joey, "How could you stand it with your clothes on?  
You were going to go home with it on you?"

"I didn't really believe we would go home.  I figured Tim was doing what 
he thought his dad was doing.  You know.  Plots within plots within 
plots.."

"Oh.."

"Suz?" Joey said as she walked into bathroom.

"Hmmm?"

"Can I join you.  I don't think I could reach it all."

"You can come, but don't think for a moment I don't see right through 
you, horny boy."

"Tim?  Come with us?  Please?"

I thought about it, but I wasn't in the mood.  I said, "Thanks Joey.  
But I want to think a little more."

"Suit yourself," Joey sighed.

While I laid there, listening to Suzi giggling once in a while during 
their shower talk, I wondered if Joey had understood what I was trying 
to show him by making him a slave.  As I suspected, Joey had learned 
enough about his own limited abilities to shield his private thoughts 
from me, and also had a shield up to prevent me from making him a slave 
again.  It wasn't anything I couldn't get around, and we both knew it.  
But if I ever tried, it would mean the end of our friendship forever.  
It was just another one of those lines in the dirt I was not supposed to 
cross.  I wondered how long it would take before I did.

I was still in the same position when they came out, a towel draped 
around Suzi, with Joey's arms wrapped around them both.  They lost their 
smiles when they saw I hadn't moved,  but forced them back on when I 
smiled weakly at them.

"The kitchen is waiting for our order.  What will it be?" I said from 
the floor.

"Well, I know they could make us anything we want, but... I'm kinda in 
the mood for some pizza?"  Suzi said.

"Yeah," Joey agreed.  "That sounds perfect.  With some of your dad's 
drink, Tim." 

"Okay.  Our usual then?  What do you want on yours Suz?  Joey and I 
usually have the works."

"That's fine.  Except no olives or those fishy things."

"Yeah.  Okay.  It will be ready by the time we get to the table I 
imagine." I said, sitting up.  "You know?  I think I'm gonna ask to get 
us some golf carts or go carts.  Just so we don't have to walk a half a 
mile to get somewhere."

"Fellas, I think I'm going to get dressed for dinner.  I'm getting 
chilly from the shower, and I'm just not that comfortable in that robe," 
Suzi said.

"Yeah, I am too.  I guess it's a good thing I did bring more clothes," 
Joey said.  "I'm all nice and clean, but these clothes are all... 
sticky."

"Well, I will too then.  We'll shock the slaves and...  Hey, Suz.  Maybe 
tomorrow we could take the twins shopping.."

"Ewww!  I like that idea.  But how do we get them there without clothes 
on?"

"What do you mean, Suzi?  With Tim around, we all could go naked and 
nobody would notice a thing."

"Oh yeah..  Hmm maybe I could.."

"HEY!  I'm not that good yet.  I probably could do it if we some place 
not that busy, but not the mall like you're thinking.  Jeez Joey,  I 
think I've created a monster.  Next thing you know she'll be wanting to 
have sex in public."

"Ooooffff," Suzi said, her eyes glazed over, imagining what I had just 
said.

"Yeah.  Or watching her parents having sex," Joey added quickly.

"Yuuuckk!" Suzi groaned, snapping out of her daydream. Joey and I both 
laughed.

Once we were dressed, we made our way to the dinning hall.  I had to 
check the directions three times on the way, for it was located in a 
different part of the wing compared to the South Mansion.

Our conversation wound up on the prospects of what we could get while we 
were shopping tomorrow.

"Hey, what if we got a few things for our room at school?" Joey asked.

"Like what?" Suzi inquired.

"Uhm, like maybe a small refrigerator?  You know, for sodas and snacks.  
And maybe a TV!"

"A fridge, okay.  TV? I don't think Higgs would like that.  Besides, I 
don't want to spend too much money.  I mean, I know my dad is rich and 
all, but.."

"You mean you would pay for it?"  Joey said surprised.

"Of course I would pay for it.  I'm not going to steal anything!"

"But.. What's the difference.  I mean, doesn't your dad just... take the 
money he uses from someone?"

"NO...  That would be stupid.  Even if you didn't care about who got 
blamed or how it would affect other people, it still be stupid to 
suddenly have all this money without some kind of normal way of getting 
it.  My dad has a lot of businesses.  Most of them are honest too.  He 
doesn't need to take it from anyone.  Besides, I think he likes working 
for money, even if he doesn't really do it all that much.  It's more 
like... a hobby I guess."

"A hobby.. heh.  I guess I can forget my bank idea then. Oh well."

"Joey, you worry me sometimes," Suzi said.

"I think he was kidding, Suz," I said.

"Oh, you never know," Joey said mysteriously.

"What about.... we get a new sofa," Suzi said a few moments later.  "But 
with one of those fold out beds."

"Now THAT's an idea!" Joey said.

"Hmmm, maybe..  I don't really want to, uhm, have that temptation all 
the time, but I guess we can control ourselves."

"Yeah, we can just pick a day or two a week, and add it to our schedule 
like our three ways."

"I don't want to do that..." Suzi said.

"Why?" Joey and I asked.

"I just don't want it to become a weekly event, that's all.  Besides, I 
do have my periods you guys have to work around.  Lets just keep the 
three ways with a schedule, and let us do our lovin' when the mood is 
right."

"Heh, yeah," Joey said.  "But I'm always in the mood. Right Tim?"

"He has a point Suzi.  We have to have some kind of schedule.  Or some 
rules so we aren't bonking each other ten times a week."

"Okay, but let's get back to our shopping list," Suzi said. "We can 
figure out some rules later."

"Well, I was thinking about actually sorta going with Joey's idea and 
have another room cleared out.  But not for a bed.  I'm almost caught up 
in my school work, and I want to get some others into our thinking links 
and start seriously start drawing symbols.  I figure if we had four 
people drawing while Joey feels them out, we could get a lot of them 
done.  Higgs liked the idea, remember Joey?"

"Yeah, I think it was his idea to use more than just one person."

"Uhm, guys?  I don't want to spoil your fun, but..." Suzi started.

"But what?" I asked.

"What's the matter, Suzi?" Joey queried.

"Well, if you guys get more people into the think link, I think I'd like 
to.. uhm.. not be."

"Huh?" Joey said as we turned the final corner.

"What? Why, Suz?  Did I do something that bothered you?"

"NO! Nothing like that.  I'm just... kinda bored while you're doing that 
kind of stuff.  I can't draw, and I don't really know all that much.  At 
least not what would help you in what you're doing.  I still want to get 
into the other kind of links.  And we will still have our private three 
ways.  So I think we would all be better off if I didn't do those with 
you.  Besides, Joey has a hard time keeping his mind on business with me 
around," she finished, grinning.

We entered the dinning hall, and we gasped at the splendor of it.  The 
entire room appeared to be made of crystal.  The floor and the walls 
were glassy white, while the table, chairs, and even the silverware were 
crystal clear.  The chairs did have comfortable padding which wasn't 
transparent, but they did not disrupt the effect. There were no sharp 
edges anywhere, and the ceiling was a beautiful pattern of crystals 
which focused the dimming sunlight into soothing patterns.  The white 
silver chandelier stood out with thousands of crystals hanging from it, 
but yet it did not significantly block the magnificent ceiling.

Joey and Suzi had gasped for obvious reasons.  But I had gasped for an 
entirely different one.

"I've seen this before.." I exclaimed.

"Huh?" Joey said.  "How?  I though you never been here before.."

"I haven't.  My mom showed me some of her memories of when she was a 
Mistress.  I think this room used to be my mom's..  I'm sure of it."

"Wow.  You mean this place used to be your mom's mansion?"

"I guess so.  I haven't seen anything else that looks familiar.  But if 
I remember right, the light that comes through the ceiling makes a 
couple different pictures on walls at different times of the day.  I 
guess we are too late to see any.."

"Wow...." Suzi said.

The pizza was brought in, and we sat down next to each other.  The 
waiters were very surprised, not expecting to see us clothed like that 
and I not sitting at the head of the table.

"So, what other things did your mom show you of her mansion?"

"Uhm, I can't really....  Oh, well there was this one fountain.  My mom 
really liked it.  And I think there was this huge... uhm... painting of 
her.  You know, nude?  She didn't really let me see it, but I kinda.. 
had a feel of it.  Sorta an impression.  But I don't remember anything 
else.  I'm sure there was."

We talked while we ate, Joey and I scarfing most of the two extra large 
pizza's down.  Suzi ate all she wanted, and Joey and I were almost 
bottomless pits when it came to pizza.

"So, what are you thinking about getting for the second room at school?" 
Joey asked when the conversation thinned out a bit.

"Well, I really like that easy chair we got.  I was thinking about 
getting two for you and me, and then just some comfortable chairs at a 
long table for the drawers.  We will have to get an air conditioner for 
that room, and I think I want to carpet them both.  Suzi said something 
about how she would like to see our main room painted and get some 
curtains put up.  I figured we could do it after school sometime and do 
them both."

"Goody.  I know exactly what kind of curtains to get. What about 
wallpapering it instead.. we could get..."

"No WAY!" Joey objected. "Curtains, maybe.  But wallpaper?  You were 
going to say flowered paper, weren't you?  Admit it. You were thinking 
flowers.  I'm not going to be able to think symbols with flowers running 
through my head."

"FINE!  I'll just get those curtains with lots and lots of lace and, 
and, hearts and things like that.  No flowers."  Suzi said nose to nose 
with Joey, grinning.

"Uhm, flowers will be okay.  Just make them really little? Okay? 
Sweetie?" Joey said, ready to smooch.

"Uhm, hey guys?  I hate to interrupt, but our hour is up, and the twins 
are probably waiting in our room.  And besides.  The only way wallpaper 
will get put up in those rooms is if you do it yourself.  I'm not having 
any part of ... of.." I stopped because Suzi nose was now touching mine, 
and she was grinning even harder.

"Uhm. Well, maybe my mom knows somebody..."

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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

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>This posting contains:

  Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion (continued)
      Part 4 - Pop Go the Cherries              (fm, mmf)
      Part 5 - Sex Goddess I Call Mom           (oral mF)
      Part 6 - Winding Up Another School Year	(mfm)

>The next posting contains:

  Chapter VI: 9th Grade, Summer 1986 - Summer Camp Campers
      Part 1 - Off To Summer (Sex) Camp We Go	(mc, mfmm, mf)
      Part 2 - The Girl's Showers               (mc, mf, ff)

(TP-Mast = Telepathic sharing while masterbating)

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Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 4 - Pop Go the Cherries
(fm, mmf)


"Okay, Joey. Lets go over the game plan.  The twins are waiting right 
inside, and I would like us to romance them a bit.  That all right with 
you?"

"Sure.  I can do some sweet talkin'.  I need the practice anyway.  I 
think I'm getting rusty with Suzi around."

"Hmmph," Suzi said.  "Wouldn't hurt you to practice on me a little more 
often."

"Anyway, I was meaning we do a lot of snuggling, you know, tender stuff.  
They are pretty nervous, even though they would never let it show.  By 
the way, Suzi.  Any tips on how to, uhm, you know.  Puncture them as 
painlessly as possible?"

"I would suggest letting her be on top, so they can control it.  Oh!  
What about pregnancy?  If they have never worried about anyone having 
sex with them, and you and your dad can't control it, do you know if 
they are at the right time of the month to do this?"

"I hadn't thought of that," I said, thinking.

"Well, I brought the rubbers in case we needed them.." Joey suggested.

"Ok.  That's cool.  I guess we'll use them if they aren't positive they 
won't get pregnant.  Hey, Suzi?  Do you want to share the action with me 
or with Joey?"

"I think I'll just watch at first.  Once they are enjoying themselves, 
then maybe I'll join in.  I'll just surprise you."

"Uhm okay.  Ready Joey?" I said.

"Primed and ready to romance," Joey responded.

We walked in, and the three of us almost fainted.  The twins were all 
dressed up in bluish white frilly dresses.  They wore matching fancy 
hats, white stockings, and bluish white sandals.  They were gorgeous.

After we got over our shock and made a big deal about how good they 
looked, Suzi asked for their hats very politely, then tossed them onto a 
long table, before she took a seat along the wall to watch the show.

"Tim? Which one is Joy?" Joey thought to me.

"The one who is staring at you, silly," I thought back.

Joey stepped up to Joy and offered her his arm.  She laced hers through 
it, and he led her to the other side of the bed.  I followed his 
example, and wound up sitting on the opposite edges of the bed, with our 
backs to the other couple.

"Honey?  You two never cease to amaze me.  You really do look 
beautiful," I said, staring into her bright brown eyes.  

I started moving my face closer to hers, saying, "You're so warm, and 
loving..  Your smile is so... life giving...  Your eyes sparkle, like 
diamonds, and your nose is.. perfect." 

My voice was nearly a whisper, my lips were centimeters away from hers 
when I said, "And your lips, so soft.  So gentle.  So sweet, like 
Honey."

I gently kissed her, just with my lips, slowly and tenderly.  When I 
broke the kiss, we smiled at each other, resting our foreheads against 
each others.

Our attention was drawn over to Joey and Joy, kissing in little bits, 
eyes locked onto each others, only closing momentarily during the quick 
kisses.  But after the first ten or so kisses, their eyes were slow in 
opening back up.  Several kisses later, they stayed shut, while the lips 
stayed touching longer.

I brought my eyes back to Honey's face, and a moment later she met her 
eyes to mine.  She quickly dropped them, suddenly shy, and even blushed 
a little.

I broke through her shyness by kissing the tip of her nose and meeting 
her lips again when she looked up.  I was holding her gently, and began 
to kiss with a little more vigor.  Honey made the next move by pressing 
her tongue against my lips.  I allowed her access, and soon we were 
exploring each others mouths.

We came up for air, and noticed Joey and Joy had laid back on the bed, 
legs still hanging off the bed.  Their kissing was starting get serious, 
but I didn't feel I needed to rush and keep up with them.

Honey, however, had other ideas.  She initiated the next kiss, and 
moments later we too laid back on the bed.  But instead of staying like 
that, I paused our kiss to slip off my shoes, and she followed my 
example.

We got on the bed fully, laid on our sides, and returned to our kissing, 
embracing each other in our arms.  My tongue was no match for hers when 
I tried to playfully wrestle it.  After three attempts, I decided to 
move my efforts elsewhere.

My hand went down to her covered bottom, and I gave it a gentle squeeze.  
Her momentary wiggle broke our kiss, so we paused briefly to get our 
breath.  Before she could attempt another kiss, I rolled her onto her 
back with me on top.  I kissed her passionately, while moving my hands 
down her lovely dress, feeling her curves and warmth, swirling my 
fingers when I reached her tummy.

I moved my mouth off her lips, traveling down to her neck. Her chest was 
heaving, and I felt her pulse through her lips while I worked my right 
hand down to her crotch.  Her body stiffened a moment when I applied 
pressure to her covered puss.  Her eyes were closed as much as they were 
open, while she breathed through her mouth as well as her nose.

I rolled off her, then shed my shirt before I assisted her to loosen her 
dress.  It became obvious she would have to stand up to remove her 
dress, so I helped her up and off.  Suzi did the unbuttoning, commenting 
on the lack of a zipper.  Even though Honey was removing her dress, she 
was in no way nude when she finished.  Her stockings covered her legs 
all the way up to her frilly panties, and her matching bra covered more 
than most swimsuits.

Joey and Joy had given up their own struggles to remove the top half, so 
while Honey and I climbing onto the bed again, Suzi went over to help 
them.

The world around us faded from our notice while my lips began to pamper 
her neck once more.  Her hands began swirling motions on my bare back as 
I worked my way down to her upper chest.  I found the bra served no 
purpose other than to frustrate Joey and I.  The material could provide 
no support to their petite breasts.  I began to tease her nipple through 
the cloth, amused at the way her nipple would momentarily harden so 
stiffly after my pressure was removed.

Her hands began working in series as they briskly ran down my back, 
returning up my sides.  My right hand reached her crotch once again, but 
this time I only laid it on top, applying no pressure other than it's 
weight.  As I continued to tease nipple through the cloth, I made small 
side trips to her bare skin above and below.  Her hands had settle down, 
going into repeating swirls along my back.  Her eyes shut, lost in my 
caress, I decided it was time to move a long a bit more.

Honey stiffened her thighs together a moment as I moved my right hand up 
from her crotch, lightly keeping skin contact as it passed over her 
tummy.  I stopped my nibbling while I sunk my hands underneath her, 
following the straps of her bra.  The simple bow knot came free will 
only a slight struggle, and I pulled the cloth away with my left hand.

As I sunk my lips and tongue into her lovely breasts, I moved my right 
hand back down her tummy, followed the panty's edge to her side, then 
slipped my hands between her panties and right butt cheek.

Her hands began to pull me up, wanting to get into my own pants.  Her 
mouth were making suckling motions, and I realize she wanted to suck me.  
I distracted her from those intentions, by moving my lips back up to 
hers.  Her hands paused in their struggle, and before she could return 
to pull me up, I dug my crotch into hers.

She felt my stiffness in my shorts, understanding her intentions would 
have to change.  Her hands went down to my shorts, slipping under the 
elastic in the rear.  She struggled to lower them, so I broke our kiss 
and allowed her to proceed unobstructed.

She skillful work my shorts and underwear down, and I had to restrain 
her from engulfing my standing erection.  Once I was free of my clothes, 
I laid back down on top of her, mistakenly digging my hardon into her 
not so soft frills on her panties.

That discomfort brought on new frustration, prompting me to remove her 
panties without any further delay.  The stockings probably would have 
been interesting to play with, but both of us were not waiting any 
longer.

As I hastily removed her stockings, Suzi interrupted us saying, "Timmy, 
don't forget about protection."

My lust filled head clear a bit, allowing me to explain to Honey our 
concerns.  But our worries were not needed, for they simply could not 
have children.

I had a moment of sorrow, but Honey quickly brought me back to my 
previously lust filled state by teasing my own nipples into stiffening 
using her tongue.

I remembered Suzi's words, and indicated to Honey that she should be on 
top.

As we rolled over, I noticed Joy and Joey were at the exact same stage.  
I imagined the twins wished to do it at the same time, which according 
to Suzi indeed did take place.

Honey was about to do it in a mechanically fashion, but I stopped her 
and pulled her to me.  She struggled slightly, wanting to proceed as 
quickly as possible now, but I insisted.  I kissed her lovingly, 
wrapping my arms around her.  She gave in, letting her crotch mash 
against mine, making up both gasp at the contact.  Her smooth skin was 
flawless, her flesh, while not porky, was cushiony not bony.  I imitated 
her earlier motions with my hands as we kissed very deeply.  Our passion 
grew, and I felt her wetness below.

This brought on a surge of lust, making my tool suddenly attempting to 
standup.  Feeling his pressure against her crotch, she spread her legs 
apart, rewarding me with a sudden increase of moisture and heat.

I groaned from the pulse of lust this created.  I felt her crotch 
sliding up mine, and before I realized her intentions, my head slipped 
past her incredibly tight lips, and I found myself resting against an 
obstruction I had never before encountered.  I felt Honey shutter before 
she lifted her crotch up, then back down hard.  I moaned as her hymen 
gave way,  feeling her tight passageway swallow my dick, igniting 
fireworks in my head.

I never knew for sure how much pain if any they had felt.  The moment I 
was completely within her, she began her characteristically slow 
humping.  Honey sat up, bringing forth another round of fireworks from 
the suddenness of my deep penetration.  My eyes were shut, my mouth was 
open, and my brain was switched to standby mode.  I was lost in a sea of 
sensations and emotions, for the twins were sharing not just theirs, but 
Joey's and mine.

Ironically, Joey and I were completely under their control while they 
oh, so, SLOWLY rose and lowered themselves on our throbbing staffs.  
When they indicated they wanted their breasts fondled while they pumped 
for oil, Joey's and my hands instantly obeyed their wishes.  We would 
have done anything in that state.  Joey and I were completely helpless 
from the combination of the physical talents and their empathic powers.

And they used them.  They indeed were my father's ultimate trap.  I 
could feel how powerful they were.  They could enslave any male foolish 
enough to be lured into their brainwashing lovemaking.  Joey and I were 
completely at their mercy, and apparently we were at their mercy for 
more than an hour.

Suzi at first simply became bored.  Her several attempts to join our fun 
failed, and she was unable to make us respond to her.  She did 
everything she could think of short of physically harming us, and she 
was unable to force the twins off us.  Either I prevented her from doing 
so, or the twins did, and Suzi wound up simply having to wait us out and 
pray.

When the twins finally brought us to climax our orgasm pulsed to the 
twins forever slow beat.

My awareness returned slowly afterwards, my mind hazy and sluggish, 
finding a hysterical Suzi yelling at both Joey and I.  I managed to moan 
at her, flinging my limp left arm at her to shut up.  She immediately 
came over to me, and when she saw I couldn't understand her, she slapped 
hard across the face, twice.

That jolted my brain back to the on position, I immediately held my 
hands up to prevent her from doing it again.

I managed to mumble a thickly spoken "Why did you slap me?" that 
actually sound like "Wha the Fu wa tha fa."   My attempts to communicate 
were not appreciated since Suzi had crawled over to Joey to slap him.

As my thoughts finally started to get back up to speed, I suddenly 
jerked to a sitting position when I realize how vulnerable I had been to 
their wishes.  I tried to shake the rest of numbness from my head, and 
looked around.

"Where they go?" I asked when I couldn't see the twins.

Suzi crawled back over to me and looked into my eyes to see if I was 
okay.  Then she said, "They're asleep on the floor tied up."

I blinked as my head processed her words, and I instantly said, "Untie 
them."

She started to panic, but I just smiled and said "They didn't harm me.  
They could have.  But they didn't.  That's why you can untie them, 
silly."

Suzi still wasn't convinced.  "How do you know that?  How could you 
possibly tell?"

"You have a point there.  You're going to have to tell me," I said as I 
connected her up to my thoughts, giving her complete access to my mind.

Suzi was started, but quickly felt her way around.  She spent quite a 
long time in there, and we both didn't notice Joey sitting up and speak.  
He must have check out what was going on with his own ability to monitor 
my thoughts.  He got off the bed, almost tripping over the bound 
sleeping Joy, and wobbled to the bathroom to pee.

Before he got back, Suzi concluded I was clean from any tampering.

Joey, seeing we were done, asked, "What happened?  Why are we, uhm, 
still us?"

I got off the bed and began untying Honey's bra from around her wrists.

"Because they didn't want to," I said.

Joey began untying Joy as the implications of my words sank in.

"Shit.  Tim?  I owe you one hell of an apology," Joey said as he tossed 
the bra way.

"I'll just take it out on your ass sometime," I said releasing Honey's 
legs.  Then I asked Suzi, "What happened?  How long were we, uhm, doing 
it?"

"I don't know.  A long time.  Felt like hours.  When you two finally 
came inside them,  they went stiff, then just slowly laid down on top of 
you.  They've been asleep ever since.  I dragged them off you, and when 
I couldn't wake any of you up, I pushed them onto the floor and tied 
them up."

"I take it you tried drowning us to wake us up?" I said, indicating the 
soaked bed.

"You guys are probably going to be a bit sore.  I got pretty rough with 
you.  I was so scared of what they had done to you, I probably would 
have lit the bed if could have found some matches."

Joey said, "I'm cold, and I'm sure the twins are too.  Lets carry them 
to the room next door and cover them up so they won't get sick.  Then I 
want to jump into the bathtub or shower to get warm."

Joey took Joy, and I carried Honey to the next bedroom.  It had a 
standard mattress in it, but we weren't going to be picky.  Once the 
twins looked comfortable, we left them, closing the door behind us.

"Hey Joey?  Mind if I take that shower with you now?"  I asked.

"Uhm actually I was thinking about trying that bubble bath thing again.  
But yeah, lets just jump in the shower together."

"Well, you guys are NOT going to leave me out of this one, so I'm in 
too." Suzi insisted.

We all got into the shower, and were having fun soaping each other up, 
when I realized something about the soap.

"Hey... This stuff isn't really soap."

"Huh?  Then what is it?" Joey said, taking another bar from the soap 
dish.

"Taste it, Joey.  It doesn't have any soapy taste to it."

Joey gave it a small lick and said, "I don't believe it."

"What?" Suzi said.

"It's...." Joey started.

"Lube" I finished.

He and I just looked at each other, then I started lathering up my dick, 
while he did his butt.  Suddenly I 'accidentally' dropped my soap and 
said, "Oh, darn. Joey could you get that for me?"

"Oh, my.  Yes, I'll just bend right over and geeEEEEEEEEEEE," he said as 
I stuck my finger in his hole.

"Shit, Tim.  That feels good.  Okay. I'm gonna push, so get that other 
finger in."

"How's that?  Man, Joey.  Your hole is HUGE compared to Suzi's."

"It <grunt> better be. <grunt>  I've been stretching it <grunt> with a 
cucumber! <gasp>"

"Fuck.  You mean you've been letting a vegetable fuck your ass before I 
did?"

"No, <grunt> All I did was, oh man put it in while I'm pushing like 
this!"

I grabbed my hard dick and put my head up to his hole while I pulled my 
fingers out.

"DO IT!" Joey said, putting his hands against the wall.

As I pushed as hard as I could, Joey held his breath and violently shook 
his head, making his face turn red.  He finally let it out, with gaspy 
cry, but I got it all the way in on the first try.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!  Man That HURTS.  SHIT!  FUCKEN SHIT!" 
etc.

He got used to it after a few more paragraphs of four letter words, and 
after a few test pumps, he said, "Oh shit, that is feeling good.  Okay, 
Tim, you can go a liiiTTLE! Faster.  Shit Suzi, you could give a little 
warrrrrrning before you swallow a guy."

Suzi popped his dick out of her mouth and said, "But that wouldn't be as 
fun."

"Yeah.....  Fun...... Yeah....." I said as I started to get to a decent 
speed.  

I began to feel Joey do something inside himself, causing my dick to 
throb.
"Man.  Joey what ever you're doing with you shitten muscles, keep it 
up."

"It.... Isn't..... Me.... <gasp>  It's.... Suzi...... FUuuuuCK I love 
this! Fuck my ass, Tim. <groan>  FUCK MY ASS HARDER TIM!  FUCK.... 
FUCK.... FUCK... FUCK... FUCK.. MEEEE!!!!"

I was going full out after he encouraged with his gentle words.  It was 
feeling really good, and I looked down at my dick pumping in and our of 
his ass.

"Suzi! <gasp> look <gasp> between <gasp> us from <gasp> down there!!" I 
said.

A few moments later, I saw Suzi's head on the floor below my pumping 
dick.  I couldn't see her expression, but suddenly I found her legs 
flying up on either side of Joey's waist.

Joey gave out a "Holy SHIT!"  then "She's trying to fuck <gasp> me 
upside down!"

That was all she wrote for me.  My orgasm rose so fast I didn't have 
time to share it with them.  My load was not all that great with all the 
cumming I had done today, but Joey remarked later he had felt it.

"FUCK this!  Suzi, get up off the floor and fuck right, Or I'M gonna get 
down there with you!" Joey cried.

I pulled out of Joey with a wet pop, and watched as Joey got on top of 
Suzi and pumped like crazy.  After another thirty seconds, Joey went 
through his shutters and shakes, and Suzi groaning along with him.  They 
had cum together without any help from me.

My dick had gotten hard again from watching, but while they just laid 
there, I decided I might as well clean it off. 

Just as I was finishing, I hear a cry from the bed room.  We all heard 
it, and I immediately thought of the twins.  I shut the water off, and 
we all got out.  I almost ran smack dab into my mother at the bathroom 
door.

"Timmy are you all right?" she said urgently.  Her mind leashed out 
towards mine, trying to break through my shields, and somehow managed to 
penetrate them.

"HEY! YEs I'm okay!  Dang mom!  You could of given me a chance to let 
you in.."  Then I realize I was naked in front of my mother, and I felt 
the my cheeks start to burn.

"You are!  Oh thank GOD!" she said, hugging me to her, nearly 
suffocating me in her sparkles.

"Hmm mhm hnm nmh?" I asked from her chest.

She let me go, and said, "There was something about the way Charles was 
acting.  And then he said something about how much you liked the twins 
and that he wouldn't be surprised if you gave Suzi to him just to be 
with them, I knew something was wrong.  Joey, when did you lean how to 
protect your thoughts?  Let me in dear.  I just want to make sure you're 
okay."

"Mom!"

"Sorry.  When I was under his control, he made me give up all my special 
secret mind shields to him.  He was using them to shield himself from me 
today.  When he wouldn't lower them when I confronted him, I forced my 
way into his head and saw what the twins were going to do.  I don't 
understand.  You did make love to them, didn't you?"

"MOM!  Jeez.  Can I at least get something on?  Yes we did, and yes they 
could have made us into anything they wanted to.  And they would have if 
I hadn't freed them from him first."

"What!" my father said from behind her.

"What's he doing here!" I said.

"What do you mean.  It is my mansion!" he said.

"It was mine first, you know!" she said nastily.

"Now they sound more like parents," Joey commented.

"What do you mean you set them free?" my mother asked.

"Go look in the next room.  They're asleep," I said.  When they didn't 
move, I said, "GO! WE WANT TO GET DRESSED!"

They did.  And we did.  Once we were decent, we joined them in the next 
guest room.  My father was on the bed, holding the two unconscious 
girls, stroking their cheeks.  He seemed quite calm.

"They would never disobey me...  Never...  How did you break them to 
your will?"

"I didn't.  They set themselves free."

"You're lying.  You lied to me about your empathic abilities, and you're 
lying to me again."

I sighed.  I checked to see if his mental barrier was up, which it was.  
I could have used an empathic connection, but he might not even believe 
that.

"Do you want to know from me?  Or from them?"

"It doesn't matter.  None of you will tell me the real truth.  If you 
have turned them, they would be able to hide truth from me.  Just leave 
my home.  Let me enjoy them before they leave me forever."

I looked at my mom, who shrugged and said, "He can't harm you, I made 
sure of that.  When I found out the twins would change your ideals to 
match his own, I <shutter> I made him unable to use any force against 
you."

I gave my mom a hug, and thanked her.  Then I got on the bed with my 
father and said, "come on pop.  Let's get these clothes off of you.  
They have to be driving you crazy.  And then I'll lower all my barriers 
and shields and let you have a free look around, okay?  It's the only 
thing I can think of."

He was staring at nothing, and continued to do so.  I sighed again, then 
looked at my mom to signal I was going to do it.  She sighed then too, 
shook her head, and came over to the bed, pulling her shoes off.

When she reached to pull off her top, she said, "Tim help your father 
get his clothes off.  I'm not leaving until he does me."

As she slipped out of her blouse, and was about to undo her bra, she 
noticed I hadn't moved, and both my and my eyes fathers were on her.

"What are you two looking at?" she said.  Noticing my red face, she 
added. "Oh, Timmy.  Stop being so modest.  It's not like you haven't 
seen your fair share of naked women before.  And if your father doesn't 
snap out of it, I'm gonna take out my fourteen year's of frustration out 
on him another way."

My father and I looked at each other, then I said, "Uhm, I guess I'll 
just, uhm..."

"Go on," he said with a weak grin. "Maybe you can let me have a look 
around your head later.  Your mother is a very busy woman.  We shouldn't 
keep her waiting."

My mother was now naked, while my father was struggling out of his 
clothes. 

"What about the twins?  Couldn't you cool your jets long enough to find 
yourself another bed?" I asked, trying not to look.

"Samantha, their bed is a waterbed...."

"You remembered.  How sweet,"  she said, holding out her hand to my 
father.  He got up and walked they walked out of the room butt naked.

I just sat there, staring at the door where they had just pass through.  
A minute later, Joey and Suzi walked in with stunned expressions.  They 
came and sat down on the bed beside me and stared with me.

Joey said, "Tim?  I got a confession to make."

He paused as my mother and father began moaning. Loudly.

After the wailing became a steady rhythm, Joey continued, "Your mom gave 
me a woody."

I didn't flinch, but after another five moans I said, "That's okay Joey.  
She gave me one too."

Suzi snapped out of her daze, looking at both of us.  Then she went back 
to stare at the doorway and said, "That makes three of us," as she 
rubbed her little hard knob through her shorts and panties.


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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 5 - Sex Goddess I Call Mom
(oral mF)

Joey, Suzi and I were getting ready to go to bed in a third room.  It 
was identical to the first room, except it didn't have a waterbed or the 
paintings, but had something our room didn't.

"Holy Shit," Joey exclaimed when opening a drawer of the additional 
cabinet.  "Its a drawer full of those things Sandi had.  Except they 
don't look like they vibrate.  Hey Tim, what did they call them?" he 
asked holding up the plastic penis.

"Dildo, dummy," Suzi answered instead.  "What?  Don't you think girls 
know about them?  Who do you think uses them?"

She walked up and picked out a black one and said, "Hey... I think I'll 
take a couple of these home.  It'll come in handy for our three ways.."

Joey and I exchanged glances again, but then Joey closed the drawer and 
opened another.

"Maybe you would rather have one that has a vibrator built in," he said, 
turning on the one he picked up on.  He held it in his hand to feel it's 
affect, then a light bulb came on in his head.

"Don't even try IITTT!" Suzi said too late as he poked and prodded her 
clothed crotch.

I was sitting on the bed, watching them play.  I wasn't really 
interested in the sex toys right then.  I couldn't keep my mother's nude 
image out of my head.

"WOW!  Look at these!" Joey said, holding a double ended dildo.  "I bet 
the twins could use a couple of these!"

"Joey?  Can I try doing you up the butt?" Suzi asked pulling out a 
strapon.

"Only if there's one smaller than that.  That thing is bigger than an 
elephant's," Joey remarked before he stuck the vibrator down the front 
of his shorts.  "Hey Tim.  You should try this.  It feels good!"

"Tim, don't you want to see what's in the toy box?" Suzi said.

"Nah.  Maybe I'll look tomorrow," I replied.

This time Suzi and Joey exchanged glances.

"Shit, Tim.  What is it now?  You upset your parents are getting it on 
in our bed?" Joey asked, walking over with three vibrators going in his 
shorts.

"Nah. Just sometimes this stuff happens to fast for me to accept, that's 
all."

"Oh.  Here," he said, pulling out on of his vibrators to hand to me. 
"Try one."

"That's okay.  I hear they make your sperm real dizzy."

"Ha ha," Joey said, putting the plastic penis in my hands.

I held it, then examined it to figure out how to turn it on and off. 
While I was fiddling with that, I said,  "I wonder how old she is."

"Who?"

"My mom."

"You don't know?"

"She is supposed to be thirty-eight.  But..."

"Yeah, she don't look like no thirty-eight. Twenty-eight, maybe."

"I've never seen her naked like that before.  The nearest I ever saw her 
like that time at the pool.  And then it was in a one piece suit."

"Yeah, I remember.  I also remember getting a woody.  And that was 
before I knew what they were for."

"I've never thought my mom as a woman before.  Especially not sexually 
before."

"Uhh, Tim?  Are you saying what I think you're saying?  Cause if you 
are..."

"What."

"Can I?"

"Do what."

"Never mind."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"This does feel pretty good."

"Yeah.  Here try a second one.  It's even better."

"Hey, Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"If we do, I get the backdoor. K?"

"Deal.... Uhm, Tim?"

"Yeah?"

"Does Suzi have what I think she has?"

"What, the thing in her mouth?"

"No. The thing she has in her hands."

"Uhm Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"I think we better run."

"Way ahead of you partner," Joey said as he sprinted for the door.

"Well, that worked like a charm," Suzi said as she put the strange male 
organ torture device back in it's drawer.  She sat down next to me, and 
pulled one of the vibrators out of my shorts.

"Hey, Suzi?"

"Hmmm?" she said, vibrator in her mouth.

"Do you think I'm losing it?"

She pulled it out with a pop and said, "Why do you say that?"

"Well, I kinda, like, want to do my mom..."

"Oh, Timmy...  You would be losing it if you didn't want to.  Who 
wouldn't?"

"I just can't get it out of my head, though.  My mom.  She's like...  a 
sex goddess or something..  I mean..  You know."

"I know.  Her body is... perfect."

"She even looks better than the twins."

"She even looks better than me."

"But why would she wait all this time just to do it with my dad?"

"Maybe she loves him."

"Yeah, right," I said sarcastically.

"Face it Tim.  Your dad isn't all that bad of a guy...  I can't believe 
I just said that, but you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I know.  And I can see why my dad likes her.  Where do I fit in?  
I mean... I don't know.  I guess I just have to leave it alone until I 
can talk to them.  I'm tired.  Here.  Have another.  I'm turning in,"  I 
handed her the other vibrator, and started to take my clothes off, 
leaving my underpants on.

Joey finally peeked in, checking to see if Suzi had laid down her 
weapon.

"Tim? You gonna sleep in you shorts?" he asked, walking in.

"Yeah.  I don't feel like screwin' around anymore tonight.  You guys can 
play.  I'm gonna sleep."

Joey started to strip, and was nude in a flash.  He crawled under the 
sheets, and slipped his body behind me.

"Tim? Are you mad at me?"

"Huh?" I said turning over to face him.  "No, why?"

"Uhm, for what I said in the limo, and all the other shit I said.  And 
for... letting your dad get in my head like that."

"Joey?  You were right about a lot of things.  I was playing God.  You 
had the guts to call it as you saw it.  You and Suzi keep me sane.  
Don't ever stop doing what you did today okay?"

"But...  I still like....  Slaves and all, you know?  I want to have 
some, kinda.  You know what I mean."

"Yeah.  I know.  And you know what?  I do to.  And we will."

"We will?  But I thought... I mean after all this..."

"We will have slaves, but they have to agree to be one first, and then 
they will always have the option to quit.  I'm just not ready for it 
yet, that's all.  But some day I will.  And then you and I will really 
have some fun.  Okay?"

"What about Suzi?"

"I've already talked to her.  She's okay with it, as long as we don't 
get too carried away."

"How come your just telling me now?"

"It was supposed to be your birthday present.  Your very first slave."

"Whoa."

"Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I go to sleep now?"

"Wait for Suzi.  She'll wanna snuggle up to ya.  And so do I, so roll 
back on your side 'cause here she is."

We fell asleep in each others arms.



Early the next morning, I was woken up by a warm feeling of happiness.  
I had to look around a moment before I remembered were I was.  Joey was 
sleeping on his back, and Suzi was on her tummy.  I spotted the twins 
looking in the door,  and I smiled and motioned them over.

After exchanging good morning empathic feelings, they crawled in the bed 
with us and soon were asleep again.

I laid there letting my mind wander over memories, then started to let 
it wander in minds around me.  Finding everything peaceful, I searched 
for someone who was already up and about.  I found Fanny busily tending 
some flowers, and peeked in her mind to see who and what she was.

She was the only living family member from an East Germany neighborhood.  
When she was sixteen, she escaped to the Western side, and found few 
opportunities that were honest.  My father met her there in a hospital 
at the age of 18.  She had overdosed on drugs attempting to kill 
herself.  My father enslaved her, thinking she would be happier with 
him.  Unfortunately, he probably was right.

Her dreams of meeting a boy that would love her and marry her were still 
within her.  But nothing mattered but the pleasuring my father now.  She 
was his.

I fell asleep thinking about this, but forgot about it when I awoke.  A 
pair of lips were busily bringing me to full attention. 


Joey noticed I was awake, and covered my eyes with his arm.  He said, 
"Guess who's lips they are, Tim."

"Let's see.  It can't be Joy or Honey, cause they wouldn't be working so 
fast."  I frowned, then said, "But it doesn't feel like Suzi either.  
Too much tongue work.  Uhm, it couldn't be grandma because she would 
have taken her teeth out, and Carol and Vicki are at the other 
mansion...  I give up.  Who is it."

"Just don't freak out okay?" Joey whispered as he removed his arm.  I 
opened my eyes and looked.

"MOM! WHAT! WHY!  HOW! HUH!  UHHHHHHH!"  I said as I awoke cumming.

"Mom?!" Joey said.  "Suzi, he called you mom!"

"Shit," I said laying back down.

"Thank you, dear.  Now go clean your room," Suzi said before licking off 
the spot she missed.

"Shit.  Hey, were are the twins?" I asked.

"I think they went to see if your mom and dad were awake yet," Joey 
answered.

"Don't call them that like that."

"Huh?  I don't understand."

"Don't call them my mom and dad.  Mom and father, mother and father, but 
not mom and dad."

"Uhm, okay.  I don't see what the difference is though."

"Your parents are your mom and dad.  My parents are not a set.  
They're.... separate.  You get what I mean?"

"Well I don't know if you will be calling them separate much longer.  
They were acting like a couple of love birds," Suzi said.

"Please.  I don't want to talk about it.  I need to talk to my mom 
alone.  Until then, just don't remind me, okay?"

"Hrmph, most kids would like to see their parents get back together," 
Joey muttered.

"I'm not saying I don't.  But..  Oh, lets just drop the subject.  I'm 
hungry lets go eat."

I pulled my underwear the rest of the way off, and walked out to the 
hall.

"Shit.  I think he flipped.  He's going to breakfast naked," I heard 
Joey say behind me.

"Heh," I said to myself.  I figured what's the use.  Everyone here has 
seen me naked, seen me having sex, and seen my virginities taken either 
live or in a painting.  What was left to be modest about?

I was the first to the table, and my jaw dropped when I saw my mother's 
image on the wall formed by the crystal ceiling.  She look slightly 
younger, but it could have just been the hair.  The only word I could 
think of was... magnificent.

I took the seat that faced the image square on.  My pancakes were 
brought out to me, and I was so involved in my food and the image, I 
didn't hear anyone approach.

"She's quite beautiful, isn't she?" my father said, placing his hand on 
my shoulder.

I almost choked, but I managed to cover it up.  I said,  "Magnificent," 
then took another mouthful of pancakes.

"Thank you, dear," my mother said as he bent down to kiss my cheek.  Her 
bare breast made contact with my bare back.  I choked for real that 
time.  Partially because of the hardon.

"I told you you should have worn a robe," my robed father said taking 
his seat at the head of the table.

"I'm sorry Tim.  I forgot you were still uncomfortable about this.  I'll 
go put a robe on..." she said turning.

"Mom, wait.." I sputtered. "I need to talk to you, now, please?"

She looked at me, then glance at my father, who was reading the paper.

I said, "I don't care if he hears.  It isn't anything he hasn't...  It 
just doesn't matter," I said, blushing again from her figure, and trying 
not to draw attention to my dick which was standing straight up.

"Okay, but I wish you would stop blushing.  I'll be doing it next."

"I'll try.." not mentioning what I was trying the hardest to control.

My mother sat down in the chair next to me.  Her leg brushed mine, 
making me shiver.

"How old were you there?" I said, nodding towards the image, trying to 
divert her eyes from the general location of my plainly visible woody.

"Nineteen, two years before you were born."

"Mom, are you and father going to.... you know.  Get together or 
something?"

"Yes Samantha.  Are we going to get hitched or something?"

"Well, it's a bit too soon to answer that.  Let's just take it one day 
at a time, shall we?"

"What about... uhm.  Well, are we going to move in or something.  I 
think I'd rather stay at home during the week.  I don't want to .."

"Tim, I've been meaning to talk to you about that.  My job pays enough 
that I was wanting to get a nicer place.  But I know you don't want to 
leave your school and your friends, so I was looking for someplace 
around the area.  No, I don't think we will move into you father's 
mansions,  but we may stay in them on the weekends."

"Oh, now Sam.  If he wants to stay at his school, he could always ride 
in the limo ...."

"It's a thirty-five minute drive from your south mansion.  Isn't that a 
little long?"

"Hey Mom?  It isn't much longer than waiting for the bus and the bus 
ride itself, but that's not what I wanted to talk about."

"Then what dear.  Get to the point."

"Why didn't you tell me you were bfhfl," I said, turning red.  At least 
my other problem was finally giving me a break.

"What dear?" she said, putting her hand on my thigh.  This was actually 
a normal thing for her to do.  Unfortunately, this made dick swell 
again.

My face really began to burn, and I couldn't help but glance down to her 
hand.  Naturally she followed my gaze, and saw my problem.

"It's okay, Tim.  I understand," she said, sliding her hand up my thigh.

"But..." I said nervously.

"Tim, there isn't anything to be embarrassed about.  It's quite natural 
for you to find me attractive.  I think I can help you.."

"Sam, are you going blow him, or just talk about it," my father said, 
not looking from behind the paper.

"Look, I, uhm, I.. I gotta go.." I said as I slid out from underneath my 
mother's hand.

"Timmy," she said getting up and catching me by the arm.  "We need to 
talk. Alone," she said, more to my father than to me.

She took my hand and we walked in silence down the hall to a room nearby 
which not surprisingly I had never been in.

The room was dim, and it took a minute for my eyes to adjust.  It was 
almost pitch black compared to the dining room's incredible lighting.

The room was some kind of portrait gallery, with under fifty paintings 
hanging on the walls.  We sat down on a red velvet bench, sitting in 
front of a portrait of a man and woman, holding a baby.  It appeared to 
have just recently been placed here, the wall behind it having a 
distinct outline of a differently shaped frame.

"Tim, do you know who they are?"

"Uhm, no.  But I would guess the baby is you, and that's your mom and 
dad."

"You're right.  The painting was the last gift my father gave my mother 
before she died.  He had it painted, using his own and mom's memories.  
I've always wanted one made of me holding you.  Now maybe it will 
happen.  But that isn't what we are here to talk about.

"Timmy, I love you.  You're my son.  Having these powers tends to make 
your sex drive go into overdrive.  All these years as I watched you 
grow, especially recently, I have had to resist... seducing my own son.  
I thought that all I needed was to let some of it out, and that was one 
of the reasons I wanted to spend a weekend with your father.  But last 
night, seeing you nude just amplified all my desires.  I jumped on your 
father to keep myself from jumping on you.

"And now I know you are having the same problems.  I know it doesn't 
help seeing me in the nude, but I think the time has come for me to stop 
hiding my true colors.  I love going nude.  I always have.

"But the point is, for us to do it, it is just plain wrong."

"Mom?  Did you and your dad..."

"No.  Never.  I think he wanted to after mom died, but he loved my 
mother too much.  And I would never have forgiven him if he had.  Would 
you like to know how I have been able to resist all these years?"

"Yeah. How?"

"I just think back to when you were a baby.  Sweet, and innocent.  It is 
the purest form any of us ever have.  Every time I feel my desires begin 
to cloud my thinking, I just slip back in time and imagine holding you 
in my arms.  That's what you should do.  Look at me as the baby in my 
mother's arms.  Remember who I was, and who I am.  I'm your mother.  We 
can never let it happen."

"Mom? I love you too, you know....  Okay.  I guess if you can do it, I 
can do it.  But..  It would help if you weren't so..."

"Sexy?  Thank you baby.  You don't know how sexy you are yourself.  But 
that is the limit of it.  Look.. Don't touch."

"Yeah.  I just hope I don't have any more dreams about you, thats all."

"Timmy, you've been in my dreams since you were two years old.  I don't 
think you can even hope not to."

"Uhm, mom?  What about Joey?  He kinda has had a crush on you since... 
Well since he knew you.  And he kinda.. you know.  Wants to too."

"Really?  Hmmm.  Like I didn't already know that, I suppose.  I've had 
many a fantasy with you and he both.  But what do you think?  He's your 
friend and lover.  I wouldn't do anything that might upset you."

"Really?  No.  Go for it.  If I can't, at least let him.  Please?"


As we walked out of the room back into the hall, Suzi and Joey just 
happened to be ten steps ahead of us when they reached the dinning room.

"Holy sh... Holy cow.." Joey exclaimed as Suzi gasped.

I looked up at my mom and smiled.  I indicated a little plan to her, and 
she agreed.  As the two clothed teens stood there agasp, they were 
suddenly attacked from behind.

"ACCCCCKKKK!" Joey announced as he felt my mother's nude body wrap 
itself around him.

Suzi had squirmed and giggled, but Joey was scared stiff.  Well, most of 
him was stiff from fright, the rest... well, you know.

I turned Suzi around and started to undress her.  She was turning red, 
but she permitted me to continue.

My mom started to undress Joey, and that made his face drain of color.  
But moments later, it was red, along with ever other part of his body.  
My mom had stuck her hand in his drawers and pulled his hardening tool 
out.

"Joey?  Tim and I have had a little talk.  We wanted to know who gives 
better head.  Suzi or me.  We've agreed that since he and I are family, 
we shouldn't.  So he elected you.  So how about being the judge.  Are 
you game?"

"Huh?"  He squeaked looking at me.

"Joey, it's okay with me.  She's been hot for you as long as you've been 
for her."

"Longer actually, but that doesn't matter."

Joey swallowed hard.  Then he squeaked, "Okay?"

Suzi's hand went straight to my dick, and mine found it's way to her 
naked crotch too.  We stood there masturbating each other while my 
mother licked and swirled her tongue about Joey's head.

Joey was moaning and quivering as my mother teased and teased his 
throbbing prick.  Then without warning, she engulfed it and started 
sucking with incredible force.  Her cheeks were dented in, while Joey's 
closed eyes popped wide open.

"Shit!" he said as my mother's incredible mouth continued it's vacuum.  
Joey's eyes slammed shut again as he began his shutters and shakes while 
he came.  

Three minutes after she had started, my mother slipped the softening 
digit out of her mouth and said, "There's nothing like fresh boy cum in 
the morning to get yourself going."  Then she held Joey like a child, 
laying his head against her shoulder, mothering his helpless form.

"A very well executed number thirty two," my father said.  "Although I 
think you've gotten rusty Sam.  It took you a whole thirty seconds of 
suction before he came.  You use to suck it out of me like I was a 
straw."

My mother's mothering of Joey brought Suzi's and my mutual fondling to 
an end.  I almost had thrown Suzi to the floor and fucked her on the 
spot if it hadn't been for the image of my mother as a baby popping up 
in my head.

"Charles, I wanted to savor it a little longer.  It's been too long 
since I had my morning teen cum.  Whatever happened to those boys.."

"I traded them and several others for the twins.   Old Gladius probably 
made a lot of money off of them..."

I was getting sick.  "You two sound like you're talking about those 
stupid goblets with Suzi's dad!  Every time I start thinking I can like 
this, you go and.. and.. prove me wrong!  ARGGG!" I yelled, pulling Suzi 
down the hall with me.

"Tim! Come back here!" my mother demanded.

I stopped.  She didn't use that tone of voice with me very often, and I 
knew better than to ignore her.  I didn't go to her, but I didn't go any 
further down the hall either.

"Tim, those boys did not have a life like you and all your friends have.  
They were born and raised something like the twins, but not with the 
love and tenderness you father gave the Joy and Honey.  Those boys could 
have never been more than tools or toys for people like me at the time.  
Your father did them a service by not keeping them.  They couldn't have 
been freed to live a normal life, because they had no life to begin 
with.  Now come back here and sit with us while Joey and Suzi eat."

I looked at Suzi, who shrugged her shoulders and said, "Maybe he isn't 
as bad of a person we have taken him for.  Maybe he was, but has changed 
since your mother made him a slave.  I don't know Timmy.  Maybe when he 
tried to turn you into someone else, he thought he was making life 
easier or better for you.  If you give him a chance, maybe you could 
help him become more like you instead.  I think that's what your mother 
wants to happen..."

I kissed her, and then held her to me.  After a long hug, I just picked 
her up and carried her giggling body to her seat.

"Darn!" I said, noticing my mother's image was distorted.

"It only lasts an hour, dear.   But there will be another at noon on 
that wall over there," my mother said, pointing to the northern wall.

"Oh yeah?  What does that one look like?" Joey said between shovels of 
flap jacks.

"Be here at noon and you will see for yourself," my mother said 
mysteriously.

"Will we need sunglasses then too?" I asked, jokingly.

"Is it too bright in here?" she said seriously.  "It is supposed to 
always stay at the same brightness.  Even when it's dark outside, the 
chandelier.."

"Oh.  Nah, it's okay.  I was only kidding about the sunglasses," I said, 
awed at the complexity of the room.  Then I remembered what we wanted to 
do that day.

"Uhm, er, dad?"

"Did you hear that Sam?  I never thought I would hear him say that in 
front of you.  It sent a shiver down me...  Yeah, Tim."

"Uhm, sorry about what I said."

"What.  Oh that.  Sorry I was, er, insensitive, as your mother puts it.  
I'll try and not be so crude.  But I am who I am, and what I did in the 
past can't be changed.  So if I try and.. be more sensitive, can you be 
a little more... forgiving of my deeds?"

"I guess that would be fair," I said, feeling a little guilty.   But 
even so, "Uhm, we were talking yesterday.... and were wondering if..."

"Look out, Charles.  He was trying to butter you up," my mother quickly 
assessed.

"Huh?  No I wasn't..  Okay maybe I was a little, but I didn't say 
anything I didn't mean, and I..."

"I know you meant it Tim," my father said.  "If there is one thing I 
learned about you, you're always trying to be fair, just like your 
mother.  Go ahead, ask what you wanted to ask."

"We were kinda like, uhm..  Wanting to go shopping for stuff," I said, 
rushing the end.

"Oh, so you're asking your old man for some dough, eh?  Well, I suppose 
this is as good as a time to try this old phrase out.  Ask your mother," 
he said grinning at her.

"No, Charles.  I've been the parent all this time.  You can try it for 
once.  Especially if you're still wanting to... you know."

"Huh?" I said.  "Wanting to what?"

"Lets just stick with the topic at hand," my father said sternly.  "What 
are you shopping for?"

We told them of our plans for the room at school, and even added a few 
things we hadn't discussed with each other before.  Like me, Suzi and 
Joey had thought of a few things since we talked about it, but the best 
idea I had thought of had to wait until I could ask my father in 
private.  I wanted to surprise Suzi and Joey with my ring idea.

"Well, as long as you don't have any problems with it, Samantha," my 
father said.

"Well, I don't know about taking the sex toys to school.  But apart from 
that, the rest is fine.  I'm sure the cost is not a problem.."

"Never has been in the past, you know.  Okay.  After lunch, you can take 
convertible limo if you like and..."

"Convertible?" I asked.

"You mean like, the top comes down?" Joey said hopefully.

"Just the rear section," my father said. "The driver is still enclosed.  
Unless you would rather take one of the others."

"Er, how many limos do you have, anyway?" I asked.

"Hmmm, I would have to count them.  But at this estate I believe there 
are five, and another six at the south.  Does that sound right Sherman?"

"Yes, Master." Sherman said from the corner of the room.  None of us had 
even noticed him standing there.

Suzi nudged me and said, "What about the twins."

"Oh yeah.  We were kind of hoping we could take the twins shopping for 
clothes..  But if you don't want.."

"The Twins?  Wear clothes?" my father stuttered.

"You should have seen them last night, dad.  They were beautiful in 
those dresses.  I almost fainted when.."

"In their..  their.... baby blue dresses?" he said in complete shock.

"Yeah, and hats, and stockings and everything," Joey said.

"I can't believe it.  I could never get them to wear those without 
ordering them too, and then they looked so... miserable in them.  But 
they... put them on?  Willingly?...  Excuse me," he said, getting up.

"I wonder where he is going in such a hurry," my mother said.  "The 
twins are still sleeping, and I wouldn't think.." 

"Probably to check out the latest additions to the family album," Joey 
said, amused.  Then he sobered up and asked "Hey Tim, do you think we 
could get a copy made of one?  Suzi and I checked them out, and there's 
one with everybody's clothes on."

"Yeah, that would be cool.  But first, I think the painters have a 
special portrait to paint.  Huh, mom."

"I think I'll start that right now," my mother said, getting up.  "Now, 
where did he..... There he is...  Thank you dear."

The three of us watched her nude figure gracefully flow down the hall in 
the direction my father had gone.

"So Joey.." Suzi started.

"Huh?" Joey said still following my mother with his eyes.

"Who does give better head?"

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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 6 - Winding Up Another School Year
(mfm)

During the next two months, things started to come together at school, 
and at home.  My mother and I spent the weekends at my father's north 
mansion, but we stayed at our house during the week.  My mother said it 
was easier for her to live there while she worked, and she wasn't about 
to quit her job.

Joey and Suzi were unable to be with me during the weekends since their 
place was to be with their parents, not with me.  And it would have been 
a bit suspicious for Suzi to spend all her weekends with Joey and I.  We 
weren't happy about the situation, but we spent enough time together 
during the week that it somewhat made up for it.

The twins were still too drained from the night before to go shopping 
with us like we had hoped.   My father promised if they wished to go 
shopping, we would arrange it.  But the twins and I didn't want to go 
without Suzi, so we waited.

I became more and more familiar with the north mansion.  I even started 
exploring the south wing.  My father was right about the south wing 
being nearly identical to the north wing, and he never did explain why 
he had the south one added to my mother's original mansion like that.  

The south wing housed a good two thirds of the servants.  He insisted 
that the slaves have just as pleasant and elegant rooms as he had in the 
north wing, minus a few things such as the crystal dinning hall and the 
like.  This concern over the living conditions of his slaves didn't seem 
to fit in his personality. I suspected it was one of my mother's effects 
on him during his own slavery.

There were other... differences in the south wing that made me conclude 
the south wing was from a darker side of my father's personality.  From 
the minds of a few of the slaves I learned of how some people enjoy the 
sexual torture of themselves and others.  Apart from a few common 
devices found at any adult goods store, the north wing did not contain 
any torture equipment of any kind.  The south wing's guest quarters were 
filled with them.

I didn't venture to the south wings very often.

I became a little more comfortable around my mother's nudity, as she did 
of mine.  My father became less of a monster to me and more of a.. 
friend I suppose.  I didn't trust his judgment when it concerned people, 
but he did know considerably a lot about business, and he even taught me 
a few things about my own capabilities.

My father's abilities were limited compared to my mother's and my own.  
But he had obtained somewhat of a name for himself within a circle of 
other Masters and Mistresses.  Any one of them could have enslaved my 
father for their own purposes.  But he had developed the method of 
storing more than one person's memories and personalities within a mind, 
thus creating a niche for himself that made him too important to allow 
any single Master to control.  

Because my father wasn't threat to those who requested his services, he 
was simply allowed to live as he wished, and later became very respected 
for his business sense.  By the time I met him, he was rarely ever 
called upon for his memory storage services.  My father had become a 
very powerful man in the world of finance, and was frequently called 
upon to cover up other's mistakes in that respect.

The twins and I became very close.  I was even beginning to understand 
their mode of communication at their level.  And they even started to 
teach me more about my own empathic talents.  I could never be as 
powerful as they were since they had developed their skills over their 
entire lives.  And plus the fact that there were two of them.

My mother mentioned to my father in front of the twins and I that we 
were like brother and sisters in many ways.  That got the twins really 
excited, and they wanted to have sex that instant.  I cooled their jets 
when I explained that if we were really brother and sisters, I could 
never have sex with them again.  But my mothers words never left me, and 
from then on, I did look at them as being somewhat my sisters.  I was 
certainly very protective of them like they were.

Without Joey and Suzi on the weekends, the twins and I did play around 
in the sex department, but I certainly didn't want to have intercourse.  
Even though I trusted their motives, I didn't trust my own.  It could 
quickly become.. addicting.

I had got caught up in my school work immediately following that first 
weekend at the north mansion.  One of the things I learned from my 
father was how to copy specific knowledge from a person without 
necessarily copying the experiences that had shaped that knowledge.  
Within one day, I was able to copy the knowledge from my classmates into 
my own mind, which allowed me to do the homework with ease.  

It wasn't really cheating since I still had to do the work.  It was just 
incredibly easy to do the work.  And the math test was like taking one 
meant for a second grader.  I quickly learned whose minds to scan in 
each of my classes to get the most out of my scanning efforts.

When I explained all of this to Higgs, he clearly felt it wasn't fair to 
the other students.  They had done the work in learning, and I was 
taking an unfair shortcut at their expense.  This troubled me a little.  
I still didn't feel I was cheating, but I was taking something without 
paying for it.  I asked Higgs if there was a way I could make it up to 
the people I scanned, and this started a whole new enterprise of my 
skills.

Instead of taking the knowledge of the students who were doing well in 
each of my classes, I became somewhat of a tutor for those who were not 
doing so well.  Once a week I and the five students with the lowest 
grades in each of my classes would go up to the "advanced tutorial 
classroom" on the third floor.  

The during the first month, I actually did do some tutoring while I 
scanned their minds, copied the knowledge for myself, and then shared 
that with the rest.  But I was basically having to learn everything for 
myself anyway.  The knowledge I obtained from the scans was never 
totally accurate or complete.  This resulted in having to share more of 
what I already knew than what I was receiving.  In other words, I was 
doing a lot more work than ever before.  

And most of my classmates who I tutored were rather rough characters to 
begin with.  Not all, but most.  My teachers had strong doubts that I 
would be able to help any of them, but Higgs convinced them all in 
trying it for a few weeks.  My own difficulties were mostly maintaining 
order during the tutor sessions and keeping the appearance that what we 
were doing in those tutor sessions was actually responsible for their 
improvement.

After the third week, both the teachers and the classmates I was 
tutoring truly believed I was helping them.  But by the fifth week, I 
was tired of doing all of the work.  I decided it was time to start 
using my talents to get back to the original purpose of my efforts: 
making my life easier.

I first made each of my tutorees unable to reveal anything concerning my 
abilities to anyone.  Once I had done that, I leveled with them.  I 
explained that I was tired of keeping up the sham tutoring lessons, and 
it would be a lot easier on everyone if I gave everyone of them the...  
motivation as I called it, to learn the materials, and as a reward they 
could goof off during the time we were supposedly tutoring.  Included in 
the deal was my own free access to any of the knowledge they obtained.

The first five thought I had gone bonkers after telling them this, but I 
convinced them.  I asked them whether any of them could recite in 
alphabetical order all fifty states and their capitals.  It had been a 
game my mother had played with me when I was little.  Since none of them 
could, I explained I was about to give them the knowledge, and did so.  
All five at the same time recited it back to me, and then they all 
agreed.

For the rest of my tutorees, I first did the fifty state demonstration 
before I explained the deal.  Everyone agreed.  Higgs later told me that 
that the tutor sessions would have to be every other week, since every 
week was too much class time for those students to miss.

We worked out a compromise which worked better for me anyway.  I still 
got out of class once a week, but alternated five students every week.  
So instead of five students in each class to scan, I had ten, and this 
way I always got whatever was covered on the day I wasn't in class.

After two more weeks with this arrangement, I found myself still having 
to play baby-sitter too much, so I gave them all an ultimatum.  Either 
use the time as a study hall and later help me and Joey in our drawing 
stuff, or they would be back in the regular class with no memory of 
anything but tutoring.  They would still be motivated to keep their 
grades up, they just wouldn't get any shared knowledge.  I still 
retained the right to scan them no matter what.  Less than half of them 
went back to class.

The next stage was getting Joey out of class at the same times as I was.  
We had made a second storeroom the tutoring room just as planned.  
Higgs, Joey, and I decided to make Joey another supposed tutor, and set 
up a third storeroom for that purpose.   With my two to four students 
per class being up in the tutor room with me,  we decided to work Joey's 
the exact same way, minus the month of bogus tutoring.

Just as Joey and I were beginning to work out the bugs in our joint 
linking for drawing the symbols, school politics threw a kink in the 
works.

Our tutoring program worked too well.  Teachers, and even a few parents, 
demanded that there be a tutoring program available for each class, and 
not just limited to the freshmen classes.  Higgs, Joey and I spent 
nearly two weeks before figuring out some kind of solution, during which 
our drawing project was put on hold.

All six storerooms were converted to tutoring sessions.  Joey, Suzi, and 
I were upset about loosing our private room, especially since we had 
just got it all fixed up.  We left the carpeting in, but our new sofa 
and refrigerator had to be taken to my father's south mansion.  We had 
been so busy getting things ready, the three of us hadn't even used the 
pullout bed.

After much debating with Higgs, he finally agreed that the only way this 
would work without complete chaos erupting would be for me to miss class 
all week while I supposedly instructed each tutor session how I had 
worked it.  Every hour of every day each of the six rooms had a tutor 
and tutorees.  Every teacher was given the opportunity to request a 
tutor session for each of their class periods, but only if they had 
students who truly needed it.  

Naturally, there were teachers who requested it for all of their 
classes, teachers who requested it for some of their classes, and there 
were teachers who did not request any at all.  Somehow we managed to 
work out a schedule where they all had a tutoring room assigned to them 
rotating every eleven school days.

So for a little over two weeks, I was busy randomly picking out students 
in the tutor groups and 'motivating' them to do better.  It took a whole 
month before the tutoring program began loosing it's popularity.  The 
students I had motivated stayed that way, and those who I hadn't, well, 
maybe they were helped a little, but not enough to make up for the class 
time lost.

The school year ended two months after the tutoring program began.  
Higgs, Joey, and I had worked out a better idea, and announced that the 
tutoring sessions were not responsible for those students whose grades 
had improved.  It was the study skills I had been showing people that 
was truly responsible.

Our new program for next year was set up so any teacher could schedule a 
student to work with  Joey and I every other week during their class 
time.  This gave us the opportunity to use these students for our symbol 
drawing project, without having more students than we actually could use 
hanging around.  And each student who agreed to do the drawing received 
a motivation booster that lasted two weeks.  The ones in our classes who 
allowed us to scan their knowledge stayed motivated all the time.

Things did work out for the better.  We not only got our room back, but 
now had the other rooms if we needed them.  They even had air 
conditioning put in each one.  We had the carpeting replaced in our 
'private' room, made another one an office, and a third we made our 
drawing room.  The other three rooms were left for special school uses, 
so we had to cover the windows on our doors to retain privacy.  The best 
part of the whole deal was the means to schedule anyone from any grade 
to join our 'study' group with a simple suggestion from me.

Except for a few heavy making out sessions with a blow job from Suzi 
here and there, the three of us hadn't had any sex since that weekend at 
my father's north mansion.  But we corrected that oversight on the last 
day of the school year.

 Joey, Suzi, and I were picked up by the convertible limo to the awe of 
many of our school mates.  As we pulled out of the school's lot, I felt 
a hand slipping into my shorts and grasp my already hard dick.

I turned towards Suzi and immediately gave her ear a good tongue bath 
while my right hand slipped under her top and bra to tweak her nipples.  
Suzi had to let go of Joey's dick while Joey slipped down off the seat 
and worked himself between her legs.  While Joey pulled her shorts down, 
Suzi and I were busy pulling each other's shirts off.

As the top finished closing above us, I released Suzi's breasts from 
their confinement.  Suzi moaned as Joey's tongue flicked back and forth 
over her clit.  While I started my own tongue work on her nipples, 
Suzi's hand stopped straining to reach my dick.

After a few minutes of Joey's and my oral loving, Suzi slid down into a 
laying position, pulling me with her.  Joey, finding his access cut off, 
helped take my shorts and underwear off before stripping himself.

As my dick slipped into her well lubed vagina, Suzi hands grabbed my ass 
cheeks and pulled them apart.  Joey understood her message, shucking a 
wad of spit onto my ass hole which he immediately began working in with 
his fingers.

I slowly pumped my cock in and out of Suzi, fucking myself on Joey's 
fingers at the same time.  I was so aroused that Joey managed to slip 
three, and finally even four fingers in which made me cum hard.  My 
wiggling and moaning sent Suzi over the edge, and she came a moment 
after I did.

Joey indicated to Suzi to scoot forward out from under me.  While I 
buried my face into her freshly fucked mound, Joey got on top of me and 
pressed his dick against my hole.

The three of us moaned as Joey penetrated my ass hole, but we soon found 
our positions somewhat restricting our enjoyment.

Joey dick made a popping sound as it came out, I got on my hands and 
knees, then Suzi crawled under me.  After several minutes of positioning 
pillows so Suzi and I could be comfortable at each others crotches, Joey 
reentered my rectum with ease and began madly fucking my shit hole.

Between Suzi's lips at my dick, and Joey's dick up my ass, the only 
thing I could do at Suzi's muff was moan and rub my face in it.  Suzi 
wasn't at all unpleased with this, saying later feeling my moans inside 
her like that aroused her as much as watching Joey's balls slap against 
my ass.

I felt Joey's pace quicken suddenly, then he shoved his dick in even 
farther as I felt his dick swell and shoot.  At the same time, Suzi 
applied an incredible amount of suction to my prick, and was rewarded by 
my screams of ecstasy and a mouth full of cum which she gulped down.

Joey was still pumping away at my back door even though he had already 
cum once.  I was becoming more aware of the discomfort of my bodies 
position after  having satisfied my lust.  Suzi had worked my balls into 
her mouth which provided me enough stimulation to dive my face back into 
her muff and go to town.

But my spread legs and knees reached the point where I had to ask them 
to let me lay down or something.  I figured they would want to fuck each 
other, but for some reason they had other ideas.

I was on my back with my legs spread way apart as Joey continued to 
pound his prick into my ass.  Suzi was sitting on my face, then moved 
forward so she could french Joey as I fondled her breasts and ate her 
out.  
We all moaned as Joey exploded inside me again.

Suzi moved out to the way when Joey collapsed on top of me.  Joey jumped 
when Suzi's fingers started to rub his own rose, accidentally pulling 
out of me in the process.  I pulled Joey up to me and started frenching 
him, feeling his hardon grow beside my own.

The limo pulled into the south mansion's drive at that point, so we more 
or less stopped at that point.  But ten minutes after that, we were 
all in the shower soaping each other up.

Joey and I were hard again, and it didn't take long for Suzi to take 
advantage of that.  She impaled herself with Joey's rod and proceeded 
to hump him as he stood there.

I couldn't decide which of them I wanted to fuck, so I got down on my 
knees and started fingering both their asses.  Joey's ass hole let me in 
first, but Suzi's nearly swallowed my knuckle while she orgasmed from my 
penetration.  Suzi forced Joey to lay down, making my decision for me on 
whose ass I was going to pound.

Suzi was humping Joey like a bitch in heat.  Her pace was frantic and 
made it impossible to enter her from behind.  But after they both came, 
Suzi slowed down and I was able to lock onto my target and launch my 
single missle.

Suzi's energy was fairly spent as I slapped my thighs against her ass, 
but her tightness was all I needed to get off.  I came in her ass, then 
sank down to the floor beside them, panting from the excursion of it 
all.

"Hey, Tim?"

"Yeah Joey?"

"Do you think you could get it up again to fuck my ass?"

"I don't know Joey.  I think I'm all fucked out."

"Hey, Suzi?  Do you think that strap on...  Suzi?  Shit, Tim.  She's 
asleep."

"Would you really let her use the strap on?  It's huge."

"Tim, I'm so hard that it hurts.  And it's your fault.  Sticking your 
finger up my ass, and not finishing the job."

"Shit, Joey.  You're becoming as big of a slut and Suzi."

"I am NOT a slut!" Suzi said with her eyes closed.

"Why did you pretend to be asleep?" Joey asked.

"Because you would have gotten up, and I'm enjoying your hardness inside 
of me too much.  Ohh!..." she said as Joey pulsed it for her.

"Ohh!!" Joey echoed her as I simulated the same thing in his ass.

Joey squirmed and wiggled as I started the virtual butt fuck.  Even 
though I wasn't actually pounding in and out of him, Joey's body still 
rocked with my mental thrusts.  Suzi wasn't at all disturbed, finding 
his dick pulsing inside her with every cycle of my imaginary humping.

Joey's legs spread wide as my invisible cock exploded inside him, and 
his own member joined my phantom dick in shooting it's load.  Joey 
moaned into Suzi's mouth, then rolled her over to promptly entered her 
ass for a quick fuck.  He barely did twelve strokes before he shuttered 
and collapsed, and it was his turn to fake sleep, feeling my imaginary 
cock still hard and with in him.

"Well," she said a few minutes later as she rolled Joey's limp body off 
her back.  "I think that was worth waiting for, don't you?"

I nodded my head, stood up, and turned off the water which was turning 
cold.  I helped Suzi up and we dried each other off, then we tried to 
talk Joey in getting out.  After he refusing to answer us and fainting 
sleep, I picked him up and carried him with difficulty to our bedroom.

When I laid him down, his eyes were still closed, but he couldn't cover 
up his huge grin, or his restored woody.  Suzi and I just looked at each 
other and shrugged.

We spent the rest of the afternoon in bed, holding each other, watching 
TV, and sharing our love in a gentle and sensual way.  That's what I had 
been waiting for.

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