She slept until noon, and nobody bothered her. When she woke up she was alone in the house. Her parents were gone to town, and her brothers were out and about, probably at the shack waiting for her. They would have to wait, she decided. She wasn't really in the mood to suck cock. All she wanted to do was lie in bed all day and sulk.

That was the last day she was really sad about it though. The boys eventually came home and found her in bed, sulking, and they pampered her like a princess, waiting on her hand and foot and generally treating her like gold. She felt way better after only twenty minutes of this treatment, even though she knew they perhaps had ulterior motives. She didn't care though. She knew they were at least partly sincere in their adoration of her. It did wonders for her ego, and she soon found herself on her knees, giving head in her bedroom closet while her brothers kept watch outside the door. She took them on one after another, swallowing a good four loads before her parents' car rolled up the drive, putting a stop to the fifth. Poor Jake almost wept in frustration, but there was nothing that could be done. Their time was up.

"What's with him?" dad asked.

"Randy took the last can drink. He's just being a suck," Mary-Ann said.

"Here," mom said, tossing him a new one out of the grocery bag.

"Say thank you, Jake," Mary-Ann said. "You never say thank you!"

"Thanks," he said reluctantly.

"Are you all excited about Crystal coming out next week?" mom asked.

"Isn't her mom coming too?" Randy asked.

Dad snickered.

"I think this whole trip is just a scheme to get Crystal out of her hair. She's got a new boyfriend or something and you know how she gets with men."

Randy snickered too, but mom shushed them.

"That's your sister you're talking about," she said, "and your aunt."

"Mom, dad's right. She's kind of a slut."

Mom smacked him, but it was worth it. They all burst out laughing, even Tommy who now had a drink of his own and had been taking a sip of it when Randy said that. The pop sprayed from his lips as he burst out laughing and hit Mary-Ann in the side of the face. That made everyone laugh even more, except for mom.

"Ew!" she said. "My kitchen!"

"My hair!" Mary-Ann said.

The family dispersed. Mary-Ann went up to the bathroom to get cleaned up, and Jake followed her.

"Can't you finish me off, sis? Oh god, please! I'm dying!"

"No," she said.

"Come on, mom's cleaning, dad's out loading the rest of the groceries. It'll only take a minute!"

He looked pathetic, and that made her feel a little stronger. Feeling stronger was always good, so she decided to do it. They ducked into the bathroom and locked the door.

Jake was indeed finished within minutes - ninety seconds even. He came in her swirling mouth and she sucked him dry with a happy little cooing noise. Then he stooped down and kissed her.

"Thanks," he said. "You're the best."

Mary-Ann felt awesome after that. Jake never said thanks, and rarely said anything nice to her. He was slowly changing it seemed. She was changing him.

Mary-Ann got back in the bath, washed her hair and masturbated another five or six times. By the time she was done she was eager once again for sucking cock. She wandered out to the shack and found the boys out there, patching broken slats in the wall with hammers and nails.

"Who wants a blowjob?" she called out excitedly. "Line up, boys!"

The boys however did not line up like she expected, they stood there with dropped jaws and horrified looks and she wondered why.

"What?" she asked.

That's when her dad popped his face out from behind the shack. He looked at her with wide eyes, trying to convince himself that it hadn't been his little girl who had spoken so lewdly to her own brothers. A nail he'd been holding in his mouth dropped from his lip to the ground. He dropped his hammer as well.

"What did you say, Mary-Ann?" he asked slowly.

Mary-Ann was stunned speechless.

"You didn't just say what I thought you said, did you?"

Mary-Ann shook her head violently. She was terrified.

"Don't lie to me, little girl," dad said. "Do you realize what you're mom would do if she heard you talking like that?" Then he added, "Wait a minute. You haven't actually done that to them, have you?"

She shook her head violently once again, glaring in horror at her brothers. Were they caught? Were they all dead?

Dad looked at them too and he knew the truth instantly. There was no denying it. The looks on the faces said it all. He turned and simply sat on the ground, staring off into space. He didn't look mad though, strangely enough. Just kind of sad, and yet a little bit amused.

"Dad, I'm sorry," Randy said. "It's all my fault. Mary-Ann didn't have anything to do with it. I made her."

Dad looked at him and laughed out loud.

"Dad it's my fault," Jake added. "I'm the one who really made her, honest!"

"Shut up, Jake!" Randy said.

"She was doing it to Danny Johnson and I caught her. I made her do it to me, or I would tell. Please don't punish her. It's my fault."

Dad just sat on the ground still speechless, looking at his children with an unreadable mix of emotions.

"Daddy, I'm sorry," Mary-Ann said. She was crying now, and then everyone was crying except dad.

"Come here. All of you," he said, and they gathered around, hesitantly. They expected to be lambasted, beaten within an inch of their lives, but dad didn't seem angry at all.

"You know I used to do this myself when I was your age," he said. They looked at him, shocked. "No, really. It's true. Your aunt used to do that for your uncle Tommy and me all the time. She got pretty damn good at it too. It was sort of the same situation. Uncle Tommy caught her going down on a farm hand and blackmailed her into doing it to us, and she found she liked it."

"So you're not mad?" Randy asked.

"Well first of all, you have to realize that I'm not stupid. I know how the world works. I know how horny kids get. It's out of control sometimes. It can't be helped. You just have to find some outlet for it or it'll explode. You kids have each other. We had your aunty. It's the circle of life I guess."

"But-" Mary-Ann said.

"But if your mom ever found out she really would beat you all within an inch of your lives. That's just her way. I'm not gonna say anything. I won't even tell her where this place is. She's a smart lady though, so you'd all better be careful if you're gonna continue this."

"Continue?" Randy said, amazed.

"Sure, why not? Just don't take it too far, if you know what I mean."

Mary-Ann and Randy did know what he meant. The other two didn't.

"And don't make any messes on your clothes, and don't ever do anything stupid that'll get yourselves caught. Got it? And don't you guys ever force her to do nothing she doesn't wanna do. If she says no, you quit. Go jerk off or something, hear me? Randy, you're in charge. Don't let it ever get out of hand."

Randy nodded.

"It's okay dad, cause Mary-Ann always swallows everything," Jake said.

"Shut up, Jake!" Randy said again.

Dad closed his eyes and shook his head with a weird smile.

"Ah, memories. That's the best way to do it, I guess," dad said. "It takes some getting used to though, don't it?"

Mary-Ann shrugged, blushing herself pinker than the flowers on her little summer dress.

"Ah, you kids enjoy yourselves. It's healthy, it's normal, and don't ever let anyone tell you different.But Jake, if you ever go blabbing off to anyone like you just did to me, I'll kill you myself. This stays between the four of you and no one else, ever! Keep your mouth shut and everything will be gravy, understand? I'll kill you myself."

Jake was white as a sheet. Mary-Ann knew he would never squeal again.

"I'm gonna go home now, and maybe fuck your mother, bang her like a loose screen door. Don't be home for a few hours, ya hear?"

The kids nodded. Dad got up and walked home, still a little stunned himself.

They sat for an hour in the shack, none of them speaking above a whisper. They were lost in thoughts about what had just happened. Their little nervous systems were overloaded and then suddenly relieved and it was more than they could take.

"So are we gonna do anything?" Tommy said.

"Do you guys want to?" Randy said, but he was unsure. "Mary-Ann?"

Mary-Ann shrugged. Her mind was full of confusion, regret, and relief, but mostly there was just a big wow in her brain that they hadn't been grounded forever, or beaten within an inch of their lives. She still could not believe her dad had given them permission to continue what they'd been doing out here. It just felt weird. Not wrong or bad necessarily, just weird. She knew her daddy still loved her, but she was struggling with the realization that he no longer thought of her as his little girl. He actually gave her permission to suck her brothers' cocks. It was astounding.

Her daddy was so cool!

"Who's first?" she said finally.

Randy and Jake pointed at Tommy and walked out.

The blowjobs were fast and furious that day. They were all still jazzed about getting caught and released like fish, and that tension had built into some desperate excitement, which turned into frantic sucking, slurping, thrusting and coming, swallowing and gasping for the next cock in line. The next cock waved into her face and she devoured it with passion and intensity they'd never seen in her. She had permission now, from her daddy, and she was going all out. She took a grand total of nine loads in less time than it had taken her to do six on previous days. It was fun and free and fantastic now. They all felt it.

This became the routine for them in the first week of that summer - getting up, doing their chores and disappearing into the woods for the rest of the day to play, and frolic, and enjoy fantastic blowjobs over and over again in the freedom of the warm summer days, whenever they wanted it. They'd go out in the late morning and not come home until late evening.

Mom never asked why they always seemed so happy and peaceful when they got home each day. She was so used to them half killing each other in the past. Dad assured her that it was just the summer air, and perhaps they were maturing a little, and she accepted that. She was just happy for the peace in her home.

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Note: This story continues in Chapter 4 of Sex God.