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The Measure of Man is a story of love and sex in the lives of a husband, a
wife, and their three children. The story spans almost four decades in their
lives and tells of their love for each other and for individuals outside the
primary family. The sexual acts described vary greatly but all are within
the realm of those practiced by normal human beings. The Measure of Man is
an epic adventure and will be told in approximately forty chapters.
Twenty-five chapters (1,449 KB) have been completed. Additional chapters
will be published at no specific schedule.

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THE MEASURE OF MAN

An Epic by Gil Gamesh

16 - Sneaking a Peek

As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and
night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let
your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the
little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in
your embrace; for this too is the measure of man.

<><><>

CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Kieran Stuart, 36
Sioned Stuart, 35
Kavan Stuart, 9
Arial Stuart, 7 ½
Kerry Stuart, 3
Luke Bridges, 18
Rachael Monteverde, 19

TELLING THE STORY:
Kieran Stuart
Sioned Stuart
Rachael Monteverde
Luke Bridges
Kavan Stuart
Arial Stuart

(KIERAN)

"You don't' understand, Sioned," Rachael said. "While you and
Luke are reviewing the lessons, I'm going to be busy showing
Kieran how well I've learned them second hand."

She gave both of us a soft smile and leaned back against a tree,
waiting for our answer.

I understood what they were proposing. I understood completely.
But I was speechless. For once in my life, I couldn't think of
what I should say. Sioned guessed my uncertainty and stood
looking at me, trying not to laugh out loud.   I was saved by
Arial.

<><><>

 (ARIAL)

I stood in the creek, water up to my knees, watching Mom and Dad
talking with Luke and Rachael. I wondered if they were planning
to do sex again. Kavan had been telling me what he'd seen
sneaking around the house when they thought he was sleeping. I
wanted to go sneak with him so I could see too. He'd promised me
he'd let me if they did it again at the cabin.

Kavan was in the creek digging in some mud where the creek bank
had washed out. His arms and most of his front were covered with
this white stuff. He looked funny. I looked around for Kerry and
couldn't find him. When I saw him, he was on a sandbar in the
creek, picking up red berries and playing with them and eating
them. His hands were covered with bright red juice and his mouth
and chin were all red. I was scared. What if the berries were
poison?

I screamed his name. Kavan looked up and ran over to Kerry. Mom
and Dad came running down the hill. Luke and Rachael were just
behind them. I didn't know what to say. I just pointed to Kerry.

Dad jumped off the creek bank and landed on the sandbar near
Kerry. When he saw what had done, he looked up at the tree, then
down at the berries on the sand, and then at me. When he smiled,
I knew it was OK.

"It's OK, Arial, it's just wild cherries. They're not poisonous.
He's just fine - caught red handed - but he's fine."

Dad picked up one of the cherries, mashed it in his hand, and
stuck one finger in the juice. He touched each of his cheeks with
the finger. I saw bright-red spots on each cheek.

"Don't be scared, Arial. They're not poisonous; birds love'em.
But they're bitter and don't taste good. I don't think Kerry put
but a few in his mouth."

Kavan was standing looking at Kerry. Kavan's feet were colored
sort of gray-white and he even had the stuff on his dick and his
chest. He looked funny.

"Dad, I found this neat stuff. It's like real nice clay. Sort of
like play-dough. There's lots of it."

Mom and Luke and Rachael climbed down the creek bank and looked
at Kavan. They started laughing.

"Can you show us where you found this stuff, Kavan?" Dad asked.

Kavan led us down the creek to where he'd been playing. Part of
the creek bank had been washed away. About two feet below the top
there was a big stretch of the gray-white stuff.

Dad looked at it for a minute, bent over and picked up a clump.
He played with it in hand and then walked over to Mom, Luke, and
Rachael.

"It's a clay deposit. I think its called kaolin. The old
fashioned name for it was white wash. Country people used to use
it to white wash the area around their fireplace. It's got lots
of industrial and commercial uses. There's not enough here for
anybody to mine. But it's a lot of fun to play with."

Luke looked at Kavan. His legs were muddy up to his knees and in
some places above his knees. "Looks like Kavan is trying to use
it as body paint."

I could almost see the idea pop out above Kavan's head. He looked
over at me and raised his eyebrows. I knew my brother: he wanted
me to help talk Dad and Mom into something.

I walked over to Dad and held his hand. I looked up at him and
used my big blues on him. "Can we, Dad, can we use it for body
paint? Can we please?"

<><><>

(KAVAN)

Dad knew how to do it. He helped us get the old galvanized
washtub from the cabin. We got a shovel and a hoe and two
buckets. I dug the clay out and put it in a small bucket. Arial
carried it up to the bank where Luke and Dad were waiting beside
the old tub. Dad broke the chunks up into smaller pieces with his
hands. Luke used the flat end of a hoe to mash the pieces. They
kept adding water as much as they needed. Finally Dad told me he
had enough clay.

Dad got in the tub and started mixing up the mud and water with
his feet. He held out his hand to Mom and she got in with him. He
had his hands on her shoulders; she had hers on his waist. They
went around and around, stomping the clay until it turned into
something like thick white paint.

When they got out, Dad looked at Arial. "Arial, you wanted body
paint. Here it is. How do you want to be painted?" She looked at
the mess and said, "Yuk!"

Mom asked Dad if he was sure it was harmless. He didn't answer;
just walked over to the tub, sat his butt down in it, with his
legs hanging over the side. "Nothing above the neck," he ordered.
We all helped coat him. Even Kerry got a big kick out of slopping
the mud on Dad. When he was covered, Arial wanted me to go next.
I sat down and got it up to the neck.

Rachael made Luke go next `cept she wouldn't let him sit down. He
had to stand up in the tub while Mom, Rachael and Arial coated
him all over with their hands. I noticed all three of them had to
coat Luke's dick and balls. I thought he was covered there after
Mom and Rachael had done it. I guess Arial had to put on more mud
as his dick got harder.

Luke made Rachael have a turn next. Dad and I had a lot of fun
rubbing it all over Rachael. Dad's dick got hard when he smeared
it on her breasts. Mine did too. I got this funny feeling from
touching Rachael's breasts. Luke and Dad let me rub it on her
longer than they did. I didn't want to stop. I'd never touched
anybody's breasts except Mom's. Arial doesn't count `cause she
doesn't have any.

That left Mom and Arial and Kerry for last. Mom was polite to
Arial and went next and even took Kerry with her. When they got
out, everybody stood around letting the white wash dry and
looking at Arial. She started to run but she didn't get far. She
got double and triple coated.

<><><>

(RACHAEL)

The more the clay dried, the more the color went from gray to
white. I thought everybody looked strange but it was just too
much of one color. I looked at Sioned's flaming red hair and had
an idea.

"Kieran, are you sure those berries are wild cherries - that
they're not poisonous."

"Sure," he said. He walked over to the berries on the ground,
picked up a few and stuffed them in his mouth. He made a nasty
face. When he spit them out, his lips were reddish-purple.

I got one of the small buckets, rinsed it out, and started
picking up the cherries and putting them in the bucket. I don't
know whether anyone else knew what I had in mind but they helped.
When I had about one-fourth of the bucket full, I stopped them. I
used the flat-end of the hoe to mash them into a puree. It was a
reddish-purple mess. When I was finished, I carefully lowered my
hands into the bucket, palms down, until my palms were just
pressing into the mess. When I took them out, my palms were
bright red.

I walked up to Luke, holding my hands out to the side. He looked
at me like I was crazy but stood still. When my stomach was
pressed up against his, I reached around with my hands and placed
them carefully on his ass. He smiled down at me as we stood
there. I could feel his cock throbbing against me. When I took my
hand off, he turned around to show everybody. Two beautiful red
handprints on a stark white butt. Luke put his handprints on me -
on my ass and on my breasts.

After that it was all fun and laughing and giggles as we tried to
figure out what to put on each other. Handprints were easy and
every body got a lot because everybody seemed to enjoy putting
them on. Kieran had a barber-pole cock, pointing up at an angle.
Kavan got a solid red one, on white balls. His was pointing up
too. Even Kerry's little dick was pointing up; he had his painted
and repainted by everybody. I tried to do Luke's like a red zebra
but he kept moving and messing it up. He looked funny with red
balls.

My white wash was redone by Luke and Kerry. They covered the
hands on my breasts with a fresh coat of white. When that dried,
my breasts became eyes, red eyes with a red iris. My naval became
a nose. Below that was a mouth sporting a cute little Van Dyke
beard. I loved it.

<><><>

(KIERAN)

The temperature was getting warmer and the breeze was hardly
stirring the air. I was getting hungry but nobody else seemed to
want to go up to the cabin for lunch yet. I decided to see if we
could bring lunch down to the creek.

"Sioned, do you think we could have lunch down here? We don't
have to fix anything. We could just bring some stuff like pork
and beans, sardines, crackers and cheese, some fruit. We could
just stay here and eat out of cans and use our fingers. It's too
nice outdoors. I don't want to go in yet."

I knew before asking what the answer would be. We carried the
bare minimum down the hill. Two cans of pork and beans, one spoon
for everybody to share. Sardines with one fork. Lots of crackers.
Cheddar cheese. Apples and pears and one knife. Just a big jug of
water to drink, no cups or glasses so we had to share everything,
even germs.

The kids amazed me. No "Yuk, I don't like that." They ate beans,
fed each other beans. They ate sardines. Held the water jug for
each other while they drank. I was wondering where my kids had
gone and where these angels had come from.

Luke was stretched out on his back, his head in Rachael's lap.
She was playing with the hair around his face, smoothing it back.
His cock was about half hard again. I crawled over to Sioned,
stretched out on my back, and put my head in Sioned's lap. She
started to stroke my temples. I turned over face down between her
legs. It smelled like creek mud. I turned over on my back again.

The kids were down in the creek, playing at something. The sun
was warm on naked skin. The breeze was just enough to keep the
sweat from starting. I knew it was paradise.

<><><>

(SIONED)

Kieran had his head in my lap, a contented smile on his face,
while I played with his hair. I watched his cock to see if it was
going to begin to swell under the warmth of the sun. It did.

"Sioned," Rachael said," would it be OK if Luke and I went on up
to the cabin. Maybe we could get a quick shower and then have a
few minutes to ourselves before you and Kieran and the kids come
up."

"Rachael," Kieran answered, "if you and Luke want to go have a
quickie, just say so. Just leave us some warm water to shower. Go
up to bedroom in the loft. It's your turn to sleep up there.
Always goes to the newest lovers at Camp in the Woods."

Luke and Rachael went up the hill to the cabin, hand in hand,
like the lovers they were, whispering to each other.

"Kieran," I said, "let's go wash the kids off in the creek. Then
maybe we'll have enough hot water to shower. Maybe we could find
something for the kids to do and we could have a quickie too.

We joined the kids in the creek and scrubbed the clay off each
other by hand. The cherry juice didn't want to come off right
away. I wondered how long I'd have red handprints on my tits and
ass. When we got to the basement shower, we bathed the kids
first. We asked them to go up to the big common room and relax
for a while.

As soon as we saw their little butts disappear up the stairs,
Kieran had me on my back on the bench, his cock buried to the
hilt in my cunt, and we were racing for orgasm. We both won. He
was like dead weight on me, his head buried in my shoulder. And
then we heard the outbreak of noise upstairs.

<><><>

(KIERAN)

Sioned and I were almost side-by-side in our race upstairs. When
we got to the main floor of the cabin, there was no one in sight.
The noises resumed. We looked up toward the loft bedroom door and
all three of our kids were there, looking into the bedroom.

I could hear Luke's deeper voice, alternating between groaning
and laughing. Rachael's voice was almost hysterical, giggling one
moment and crying the next. The kids were all talking at once;
none of it made any sense.

We climbed up the circular stairway to the loft bedroom. When we
looked in the door, Luke was on his back on the bed. His hard
cock was flopping from side to side as he rolled, laughing and
groaning, out of control. Rachael was standing at the foot of the
bed, trying to cover with her hands the area of her body she had
just been unconcerned about displaying at the creek. Tears were
running down her cheeks and she was alternating between laughing
and crying. The kids were all talking at once.

"SHUT UP," I said in a loud voice. When the kids looked at me, I
pointed a finger at Kavan. "What happened, Kavan?"

"I didn't know they were fucking, Dad, honest, I didn't. They
left the door open. I thought it was OK to come up here.  Rachael
was on top of Luke bouncing up and down on his dick. Arial wanted
to see too. She shoved me and I fell and knocked the door against
the wall. I scared them so bad they haven't stopped acting like
this since I got up off the floor."

That provoked louder howls and crying from Luke and Rachael.
Luke's laughter was almost out of control. Rachael seemed
genuinely upset, afraid of what we'd say because they'd let the
kids see them making love.  She kept trying to apologize to us.
Shut up? Worked once, I thought, might work again.

"SHUT UP, YOU TWO," I said, in my most fatherly manner.

Luke and Rachael gradually quieted, looking at me as though I had
the fatherly wisdom to handle a difficult situation.

"I think we have a little problem here. I believe we can fix it
if you'll just listen to me. You kids sit down on the bed."

 Kavan and Arial crawled up and sat, Indian fashion. Rachael
helped Kerry up and held him. Sioned and I stood at the foot of
the bed.

"Kavan, would you like me to give you the keys to my car?" I
asked.

 He looked at me, puzzled. I think he realized that there was
something wrong with my offer.

"Dad, you know I can't drive the car," he finally said. "You and
Mom wouldn't let me drive even if you gave me the keys."

"Why can't you drive the car, Kavan? You're almost as tall as
your Mother," I asked, letting a little edge of harshness into my
voice.

"Cause that's a grown up thing, Dad. I'm just a kid. I'm not old
enough to drive yet."

"I've been teaching you a little, Kavan. You want to learn. Why
can't you drive yet?" Kavan knew I was mad at him. Arial knew
they were in trouble. The tears were beginning to slide down her
cheeks and her eyes were already red.

"I don't know, Dad. Why are you mad at me?"

"I'm mad because you've been doing something wrong. This time,
Arial did something wrong too."

I suppose they were both unsure of what it was they'd done wrong.

"Are you going to sneak around behind my back and drive my car,
Kavan? I never hide the keys. I even ask you to help find them
when I misplace them."

"No, Dad, I figure when I'm old enough to handle it you'll teach
me to drive."

"Not just old enough, Kavan, responsible enough too. Luke knows
he can drive my car with you kids in it. He doesn't have to sneak
around to drive my car."

"No, Dad, he doesn't. But I don't either. I haven't been sneaking
around driving your car."

"What have you been sneaking around and doing, Kavan?" I asked,
and I could see that he knew what I was getting at. He was on the
verge of crying now. He choked, trying to find the words to admit
it. When he finally did, I was proud of my son.

"I've been sneaking around watching Luke and Rachael have sex,
Dad. And watching you and Mom when you do it with them." The
tears were rolling down his cheeks now.

"Your mother and I don't let you watch us because we don't think
you're old enough yet, son. You're not able to be responsible
with sex, just like you're not old enough to be responsible with
driving. We've always tried to be open and honest with you kids.
We tell you what we do. We answer all your questions. As you get
older and can handle more responsibility, we'll help you learn
more about sex. I'm not sure how but we will."

Kavan and Arial were both crying openly now. Sioned's motherly
instincts made her start toward them. I silently mouthed the word
"wait" to her and she stopped.

"Kavan, you haven't done anything wrong by wanting to learn about
sex. You've done something wrong by not being honest with us. If
you wanted to watch Luke and Rachael have sex, did you ever think
of just asking them if you could watch?"

"No, Dad, they wouldn't - they wouldn't let - they just
wouldn't." He was almost sobbing, trying to get the words out.

"If you ask your mother and me for something, we may tell you no.
Maybe we don't think you're grown up enough to be responsible.
You can't be responsible for driving a car. Can you ask a man and
a woman to let you watch them have sex? If they say no, because
they don't think you're old enough, can you accept their
decision?"

Kavan was looking at me now with real pain on his face. It was
all I could do to keep from wrapping my arms around my son.

"Kavan, your Mom and I and Kerry are going back downstairs now. I
want you and Arial to stay up here with Luke and Rachael. Some
day I hope they're parents of children like you three are.
They'll have to decide how to deal with their children's interest
in sex. After we're gone, I want you and Arial to talk with Luke
and Rachael. Ask them if you can watch the next time they make
love. If they say no, come downstairs. They came up here to have
a quickie. Ask them what that is. Your Mom and I had one
downstairs in the basement just after you came upstairs. If they
want to finish what they started and let you stay, it'll be fine
with us."

"I'm sorry, Dad," he sobbed. "I don't understand all this. I wish
I'd stayed home this weekend."

"No, Kavan, you're part of us, part of this family, we want you
here with us. We want you to be honest with us. No sneaking
around. If you want something, ask. If we say no, that's the end
of it for a while. I think you'll find we'll say yes more often
than you think.

<><><>

(LUKE)

Kieran and Sioned each held one finger down to Kerry and he took
them as they went out of the room. The image - both parents
looking down with love at their child - the child holding on to
their fingers - just deepened my resolve to make my own family
with Rachael. Kerry's beautiful butt was a jewel of perfection. I
hoped my kids could be like him.

Rachael was still standing near the foot of the bed. I patted the
bed and she lay down beside me, resting on one elbow, as I was.
We both looked at Kavan and Arial.

"Rachael, if we're going to give these kids their first up-close
lesson, I don't want it to be a quickie. I want us to be slow and
thoughtful about what we show them. These kids think they want to
learn what sex is all about. Let's show them what love is all
about. And while we're at it, let's let them have a close-up of
sex."

She looked from me to each of the kids and back. "Luke, I'm too
new to making love to be OK with this. You're even newer than I
am. Are you sure we're the ones to be teaching Kieran and
Sioned's kids?"

"I'm sure. Kavan and Arial and Kerry are the brothers and sister
I never had. They're the family you never had. We've done a lot
of talking about what we want and it always comes back to the
same thing - a family like the Stuart family. It's a damned
unusual one but it's a wonderful one. I hope we can stay part of
their family for the rest of our lives. I'll never stop loving my
father; I never loved my mother. You never had a father to love
and your mother was into drugs more than into you before she
died. We've got a chance to shape our own lives into the same
kind of marriage that Kieran and Sioned have. Let's do it. If
they trust us to show their kids how we make love, let's do it."

Kavan and Arial were still sitting on the bed, Indian-fashion,
holding still longer than any Indian ever could in that position.
They were watching us with big eyes and open mouths. Rachael and
I were both looking at them. Could we make kids their age
understand?

"Kavan, you and Arial didn't do anything wrong by being curious
about sex. But I don't think you two can understand everything
yet. I'm going to tell you some stuff you don't know. Maybe
Rachael will too. If we talk to you like grown-ups, will you
promise to listen real carefully and think about it? Like I'm
your big brother and Rachael's your big sister."

Both of them nodded vigorously.

"Well, first of all, you need to think about what love means.
Your Mom and Dad love you so much and show it so much. I'll bet
you don't ever think what it'd be like not to have that love. Can
you imagine your parents not loving you?"

They both shook their heads. "They show us all the time, Luke,"
Kavan said. "Dad's a hugger. He's always hugging me. He does it
sometimes when I'm around my friends. It sorta embarrasses me but
I'm glad he does it. I think they're jealous. I like it when he
does it."

"Mom does it too," Arial said. "Almost every night she hugs all
of us when we go to bed. She always tells me how much she loves
me. I used to think she thought we'd forget it quick if she
didn't say it every night. Now I'm older and I just think she
likes to tell us. It's nice `cause it helps me go to sleep at
night."

"Well, you kids have got to understand that not all families are
like that. I can't remember my Mom or Dad ever hugging me. They
never hugged me or loved me when I went to bed. Just told me to
go, like I was a pest. Mom never said she loved me. Dad tried to
sometimes. It was like he choked on it.

They looked at me in disbelief, clearly not able to comprehend.

"I was like a Jack in the Box most of the time. Like I'd been
there for years and nobody'd even let the lid up. Try to imagine
that."

I saw tears in Arial's eyes. Maybe they could understand the
pain.

"Arial, they never talked to me about sex. I never learned
anything about it from them. When I heard about it from other
kids, I couldn't believe my parents ever did it. I figured I must
have been adopted `cause they couldn't have sex."

"But why, Luke? Mom and Dad tell us anything we want to know.
They give us books that show us all kinds of stuff. Arial and I
read'em and look at the pictures and then ask questions.
Sometimes they make us stop if we ask too many. Sex is OK for
kids to know about, isn't it?"

Rachael had been sitting quietly, listening. Now she wanted to
say something too.

"Kavan, you and Arial take your family for granted. Luke had a
family even if they were bad parents. I never even had a family.
My Dad left my Mom so long ago, I can't remember what he looked
like. My Mom loved booze and pills more than she loved me. I had
to go live with my aunt by the time I was fourteen. My Mom died
when I was sixteen. My aunt tried to help me. She did the best
she knew how. She got me to be a good student in school. I love
her for all she did. But I felt like Luke did too. I can
understand when he says it was like being a jack in the box."

"But, Luke, why did Mom and Dad let you come live with us? I'm
real glad they did, `cause you're like a brother now. And why did
they let you do sex stuff with them? I thought that was just
supposed to be between a married man and woman."

"I don't know why they let me come live with you. You'll have to
ask them. The first time I came, your parents let me know what I
was getting into and I had to choose."

"Choose what?" Arial asked.

"I had to choose whether to come live with you and finish my last
year of high school or go with my parents to another city and
live there."

"What made you choose us, Luke?" Kavan asked.

"The first night, when I had to decide whether or not to take my
clothes off and help bathe the three of you. Then when I got to
touch all three of you. When I got to wash Arial's hair. When you
leaned up against me while I read to you. When Kerry crawled up
in my lap for me to hold him and we were both naked. That's when
I knew what love could be like. That's when I began to believe I
could find someone to love me and I could love someone too. I
cried when I went to bed that night, Kavan. I never cried in bed
at home."

Arial crawled over the bed to me and wrapped her little arms
around me. Kavan followed. When I looked over at Rachael, she had
tears in her eyes. When the kids sat back down, she had something
to say.

"When Luke told me about bathing you kids, I couldn't believe it,
Arial. I wanted so much to be able to do the same thing. That's
why I agreed to start going with him. But there's something I
want to tell you about me that's different from Luke. I've
already told Luke about it. I thought I knew all about sex before
I met Luke.  I'd let a few guys do things with me. But I didn't
know anything. I never had an orgasm `til Luke and I started
making love with each other. He learned from your parents what
sex can be like when people love each other. He taught me that.
He got lessons from your folks, he gave lessons to me."

Kavan was evidently deep in thought about something. "And you and
Rachael love us; that's why you'll give us a lesson?"

"Not the same kind of lesson, Kavan. You've got to promise you'll
just watch. You're too young to have sex with us. Your parents
are letting us decide what sort of lesson you're going to get.
Well, you can watch and that's all. No talking. No touching us.
No asking questions while we're doing it. Just be so quiet we
don't even know you're here. Can you both do that?"

The looked at each other and then nodded affirmatively.

Kavan held up his hand, as though he were about to receive a
school lesson. I nodded permission for him to speak.

"Luke, I wanna see you shoot your stuff.  The books Mom and Dad
gave us tell all about how it works. The pictures in the books
help me understand what the writing says. But they don't ever
show a man shooting."

I smiled in spite of myself. "Kavan, I guess they don't have
pictures of that because most of the time a man ejaculates when
his penis is in a woman's vagina and you can't see it happen."

Kavan looked at Arial. She looked back at him. She leaned over to
him and whispered in his ear.

"Arial's too little to understand it when you talk like that.  We
just call a man's thing a dick. And he shoots off it."

"Yeah," Arial piped up, "Mom and Dad don't mind if I call my
`gina a cunt either. They say it's the same no matter which name
we call it. They say it's where a man puts his come when they
wanna make a baby."

"Yeah, Arial, I know all about that," Kavan said, impatient with
his little sister. "They let us say fucking too but just not
around people."

Kavan's tone of voice with his sister surprised me; they were
usually considerate of each other.

"Kavan," I said, "Don't be such a brat with your sister. You just
think you know all about it. You don't know nothing."

"Yeah, well, she's such a little pain in the ass sometimes. She's
just a girl. What'da girls know about sex? Why do they wanna do
it if they can't shoot off?"

I looked at Rachael. She looked at me. Maybe these kids had read
and talked about sex but it was evident they had no real
understanding of it."

Kavan continued when he should have shut up. "Besides, I want to
play with you too, Rachael. I'm old enough to do sex stuff even
if Arial isn't."

"Kavan," Rachael answered, "in about six or seven years, you'll
be sixteen. You'll be so full of testosterone you'll think your
balls'll bust. Luke and I could invite you to share our love and
sex then. But I don't think we will. You're going to have to find
your own girl to love. Someday, when you have, maybe Luke and
I'll invite you and your girl to have fun with us.  Maybe we can
teach you a thing or two, or maybe you can teach us. But let me
get something straight with you, Buster, all you can do right now
is watch.  That's all. Nothing else. Get it?"

I put my hand out toward them. I took Rachel's hand and put it on
top of mine. "If you kids agree, put your hands on mine and
Rachael's." Kavan put his on Rachael's; Arial put hers on her
brother's. "You'll never talk about this with the other kids.
You'll never ask us to do this again. Until maybe you're much
older. If your parents ask, you can tell them but nobody else. Do
you agree?" They looked at each other and then nodded.

"Kavan," Rachael asked, "you wanted to watch us. What do you want
us to do? What do you want to see?"

Kavan looked from Rachael to me in amazement or maybe in
disbelief. Now that he could have what he wanted, he seemed
afraid to ask.

"You've got to tell us something, Kavan," I insisted. "You want
to be treated like an intelligent young man. I want to teach you.
I love you like the brother I never had. Just pretend I'm your
big brother. Ask me to help you. I will."

"I wanna know what a quickie is. I wanna know why you put your
face on Rachael's pussy. I've looked at Arial's and we've tried
to figure it out. We know what the books say.  We look at the
drawings in the books and then look at Arial's pussy. What's the
big deal?  There's not much down there to do anything with?"

I couldn't help but smile. "Kavan, Rachael and I are going to
show you that. We're going to show you everything we do. I hope
you two enjoy your lesson. I'm even going to show you what it's
like when a man comes. I'm going to try to take my dick out of
Rachael's cunt and let my come shoot out on her stomach. OK,
Rachael?"

"It's OK with me. And Kavan," Rachael added, "a quickie is just a
very quick fuck. That's all. We were going to have one. Now we're
going make it longer. Do either of you need to go pee before we
start?"

<><><>

(RACHAEL)

They both had to pee.  So did I. Maybe Luke thought he might as
well too. We all lined up for the little half-bath in the loft.
We peed, little girl, big girl, little boy, big boy.  Arial
didn't shut the door and so nobody else did either. Luke showed
off. I could tell he was pressing down on his bladder with his
stomach muscles. He stirred up foam in the bowl of the commode.
Arial seemed to like his performance. I know I did. I wondered if
Kavan was envious.

Luke closed the door to the stairs. He ignored the kids. I
ignored the kids. I went up to him, wrapped my arms around him,
and held up my face for a kiss. When his lips touched mine, I
opened to him. We both ignored the kids. Our tongues played tag
with each other while our hands went searching for a place to
hold on. Mine found his ass at the same time that his hands found
mine. Luke's mouth was all over me, from shoulder to neck, to
mouth, back to shoulder, back to mouth. He was pushing against me
or I was pulling him against me. I was pushing or he was pulling.
We both forgot the kids.

His cock began to engorge and lift. He was a head taller so our
bodies weren't a perfect fit while standing. He bent his knees
and lowered himself a little until I could feel his pubic bone
pressed against mine. Now we were closer to fitting. His cock
swelled and lifted more. I moved my legs apart slightly, allowing
it room to lift. It lifted until it was hot and hard, pressed
upward against my vulva. I reached around and behind and found
the smooth head of his cock poking out from between my thighs. I
stroked the satiny glans with one fingertip. Luke shuddered.

Without releasing me or taking his mouth off mine, Luke began
moving me back toward the bed. We shuffled the few feet together.
When I felt the bed against the back of my legs, I let myself
fall backward, holding Luke, bringing him down with me.

I landed flat on my back. Luke landed flat on me. The sudden
impact of his weight almost drove the breath from me. Luke rolled
onto one side and his mouth came back to mine. His hand searched
for and found one of my breasts. A few minutes later, I searched
for and found his cock. It was distended, with little softness,
and almost no flexibility, just a hard more-than-handful
extending from between his thighs.

Luke moved his mouth down to my breast. His hand down to my cunt.
His mouth sucking on my nipple. His hand cupping around between
my thighs. Mouth sucking so good, finger spreading cunt lips,
mouth lips teasing nipple, finger dipping down into honey. Damn,
he's so good, feels so good, where'd he ever learn, so good. Oh,
shit, mouth sucking and teeth nipping nipple, love that. Finger
spreading honey, finger pushing into cunt, moving around,
pressing against wall of cunt, heel of hand pressing on clit, Oh,
damn, that's good. Can't hold still.

Luke came up for air, looking for my eyes, giving me a big smile
in return for one from me. He looked at my face for a minute or
so. His finger was busy, stirring up more honey in my cunt. I
knew I was going to come if I didn't stop him.

I pushed him down, making him lay on his back. I moved down.
Pushed his legs apart. Kneeled between them. His cock was
suspended above his stomach. I used one hand to milk it up, from
balls, up shaft, toward glistening head. A drop of clear syrup
oozed out the slit on the end. I leaned over, held his cock
straight up, and licked the drop away. Sweet.

I slid my hand up and watched Luke's foreskin cover the
glistening head, slid it down and watched as the inner angry-red
side of his foreskin was exposed. I lowered my head and took just
the end of his cock in my mouth.  I gave him just what he had
taught me, what he had learned form Sioned, slow strokes downward
toward his balls, mouth sucks up and off the head of his cock. He
groaned.

I knew the drill, knew the signs, knew the routine. Suck, stroke.
 Suck, stroke. Check balls, hanging low. Suck, stroke, suck
stroke, suck stroke. Balls drawing up. Suck stroke, suck stroke,
suck suck suck. Balls tight, little rounded bag at base of cock.
Suckstrokesuckstroke.  Stop for breath. "Do you want to come?"

"Yeah, no, shit, I don't know. Wanna come in you. Let me?"

"No."

"No?"

"No! Eat me first."

He flipped me over on my back. Spread my legs. Lifted. Spread.
Splayed me. Cunt spread, wet, drooling, wanting.  Cunt open.
Black hair all around, hadn't shaved it since he asked me not to,
loves it hairy, loves it, loves it. Thumbs on each side of lips,
spreading me open like ripe fruit. Shit, where did he learn this?
 Combing cunt hair out to sides, laughs when he gets it in his
mouth, spits it on my stomach, damn, Luke, do it. Lick me.

Luke lowered his mouth to my vulva. He knew what I liked, knew
what he'd taught me to like. Tongue down to asshole. Hope it's
clean. He doesn't care. He's too hot to care. Licking up toward
cunt, both sides. Drilling in cunt, trying to strike oil. Tongue
fucking in cunt. I'm gonna come. Licking up again, licking over
and over again, licking all those screaming nerves between vagina
and clitoris. I'm gonna come. Licking up and down and around
clitoral shaft now. Teasing, trying to find out if clit is out
from under hood. It is. Fasten's his mouth on it. Sucks but can't
suck it into his mouth. Clit won't come off. Stuck to me. Sucks
harder, flicks it with his tongue. I'm gonna come. Sucks gently.
I want harder. Finger finds way into my cunt. Long finger, short
ones on each side against cunt lips. Long finger curving around,
pressing, tongue flicking, lips sucking. I'm gonna come. Mouth
like leech. Finger frigging, frigging, good word. Oh, shit, I'm
coming.

I heard unintelligible noises. I wondered who was making them.
Heard shit and god in same breath. Ashamed I was saying it. Cunt
and womb and everything else down there in convulsions.  Can't
breathe. Can't think. Can't....

<><><>

(LUKE)

Rachael finally let go of my head. I rose up, suspended over her
on hands and knees, watching her face. She was beautiful. I loved
her like this. I loved to watch her like this. I loved her when
she let herself go when I was loving her. She opened her eyes.
She smiled at me. I smiled back. I loved her.

She reached up and plucked one curly black hair off my lower lip.
I tried to find the other one with my tongue and get it to the
front of my mouth. When I stuck out my tongue, she wiped it clean
with two fingers. She got the hair.

She looked down between our bodies. I looked down too. My cock
was ready, poised, angled, needed to be in her.

"Fuck me?"

"Yes."

I lowered myself down while she used two hands to guide. She
rubbed the head up and down her cunt, spreading honey. No
spreading needed, she was drenched. I pushed slowly,
continuously, no backing off, just pushing, felt my cock
swallowed in hot wet cunt.  She spread legs wider, grabbed ass
with hands, pulled me inside her. All of me? Just cock?  Wish it
could be all of me. She tied me down with arms and legs. Bondage.
She had strong legs, strong arms. Couldn't move, didn't want to.
Couldn't not move. Had to move. Had to feel cock moving in cunt.
Cock in cunt. Encunted. Cockheaded, wood pecker, shut up, laugh
later. No friction, smooth as glass, no smooth as wet flesh. Just
flesh in flesh, flesh on flesh. Gonna come. Shove it in, gonna
come. Shove it in harder, gonna come. Shove it in. Slapping
noise. Belly against belly? Balls against ass? Gonna come. Oh,
god, fingernails in ass. Oh shit. I'm coming, coming. Ah shit,
I....

 (RACHAEL)

Luke was like deadwood on me. His chest was heaving, his breath
rasping beside my ear. I could feel his cock still hard inside
me. Every other muscle in his body seemed to have gone soft. My
eyes were closed but I could still see the red heat.

His breathing slowed and became regular again. He regained enough
strength to take some of his weight off me. His cock was still in
me and still hard. He rose up over me and looked down at me. He
smiled. I smiled back.

"Luke, you came inside me."

"Huh," he responded, not remembering what he'd said earlier.

"You came inside me. You told Kavan and Arial you were going to
come on my stomach so they could see you shoot off. They wanted
to see what it looked like."

He looked around. Kavan was one side of us, Arial on the other.
He seemed puzzled, as though wondering what they doing here in
the bed with us.

"We were giving them a lesson. Letting them see what it's like to
make love. You promised to pull out and come on my stomach. They
wanted to see what it looks like when semen is squirted out of
your dick. It was part of our lesson plan."

He shook his head, trying to find his brain again. He looked at
Kavan and Arial. They smiled at him. He smiled back. He shook his
head again. I felt his cock beginning to soften.

"Well, shit, Rachael. Maybe they got a good lesson. They might as
well learn it now. A guy who says he just wants to put it in, he
won't come? He's lying whether he knows it or not."

I looked over at Arial. She eyes were wet and red. Was she
scared? Had she been crying?

"Arial, what's wrong, honey? Did we scare you?"

"It's so...it's so beautiful. I didn't know it was `sposed to be
like that. I wish Luke could do me too."

"Luke can't do you, Arial," Kavan said. "Your cunt's not big
enough. Luke couldn't get his big dick in your little hole."

"Yeah, well, you wanna get your little dick in Rachael's hole.
It's not big enough either."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not!"

"Yeah, well, why'd you tell me you wished you were old enough to
fuck her?"

Brother and sister? I loved them anyway. I wished they were my
brother and sister.

<><><><

 (KIERAN)

It was well over an hour before the door from the loft opened.
Luke came down the stairs to where Sioned and I were sitting. He
smelled of sex and sweat. His hair was tousled, and his dick
looked swollen but soft, well used.

"I assume you know what we decided, Kieran, Sioned. I just want
to tell you why."

We both nodded, waiting.

"Before you took me into your family, I went for years waking up
every morning, hoping that day would be the day I died. Now, I
wake up every morning and hope I never die. You taught me how
healing love can be. The sex helped too. I figured if your
lessons could change my life, a lesson for Kavan and Arial
couldn't hurt them."

Sioned stood up and hugged Luke against her. I remembered an
occasion in our home the first time she did that. I stood up too
and we had a quiet group hug.

"There's something else you two need to decide on together," Luke
said. "Rachael and I have been talking about it for weeks now. We
really would like to share our love with you. We can't separate
it from sex. Rachael wants me to ask you again to join us tonight
in the loft room, after the kids are asleep."

"We'll talk about it, Luke," I said. "You'll know our decision
before we put the kids to bed."

"Please, Kieran, Sioned. You've saved two lives. We want to share
the love we've learned with you." He paused for a moment and
looked at both of us. "Rachael is still talking to Kavan and
Arial. I guess they'll be down when the kids run out of
questions. I had to go pee and Rachael told me to go ahead and
shower.  When I get through, I'd like to take Kerry for a walk.
You two can have some time alone before the other kids come
down."

He went downstairs to the basement shower, leaving us to think.

TO BE CONTINUED:





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