Life was hectic at our house for a while. We spent quite a bit of time getting accustomed to living as a family of four. Summer drew to an end and it was time for school to start for Clair and me. We developed a sort of routine as a foursome. Our arrangements weren't iron clad and we frequently deviated (no pun intended) from them.
Clair and I slept in my room. Now it was ours, and we were both happy with that. Not everything went smoothly. We did have a few problems with decor. I felt that Clair was making the room too feminine and she thought that I was keeping it too masculine. We did squabble over that a bit, but I let her have her way most of the time. As long as she was there I didn't mind the feminine decor too much.
(He did not. I always gave in to him.)
Dad bought a king sized water bed which we set up in one of the spare bedrooms. Once or twice a week when the spirit, or our libidos, moved us; we would spend an evening there instead of our own rooms. It was fun bouncing around on that bed. All it took was a suggestion from any one of us, and that was the designated night for the water bed.
I finally convinced Dad that he wouldn't hurt me if he fucked my ass. He was afraid that my ass was too small for his prick, and that he would hurt me. Clair and I convinced him that if he took it slow, I would stop him before any real damage was done. Boy, he felt a lot better than the medicine bottle. Clair even got him to fuck her ass too.
Dad was intrigued with my sessions with Grandma and Aunt Sally. He wanted to invite them for a visit over Christmas. Janet pointed out there were four women and two men. That was hardly enough to go around. Two women could keep four men busy, but it wasn't true the other way around.
Dad looked at Mom. Mom looked at Dad. They both looked at us. Dad broke the silence.
"Why don't you invite Ted over? That would make things a little more even."
Clair and I looked at each other and this time even she blushed. We found they had guessed about our sessions with Ted almost from the first. They didn't see anything wrong with it.
The next time Ted came over we broached the subject. He wanted to know more and I had to tell him all about my grandmother, my great aunt, and the paper boys. Ted would be happy to accommodate the old women. He thought it would be fun.
Ted said he had a close friend by the name of Frank, who I knew slightly, that was always talking about wanting to loose his virginity. Ted had never told him about us but maybe he could come too and that way the males and the females would even out. When we relayed this information to Mom and Dad, they were all for it.
When the ladies arrived we had a surprise party waiting for them. We hid the two boys in the guest room and had them strip down. When we got the ladies home from the airport Mom kept them busy while Clair and I took their bags to their room. Frank did get a little flustered when Clair walked into the room and he didn't have any clothes on.
We all got busy so the ladies had to go to their rooms by themselves. We were all listening when they opened the doors to the bedrooms. There were a couple of shrieks and a whoopee then both of the doors slammed closed. They weren't going to let two live ones escape.
Ted and Frank said they had a terrific time that afternoon but they were pretty tired by the time it was over. Grandma was tickled pink when Frank turned out to be a virgin. She always liked to suck the first load of cum out of a virgin prick. Neither of the ladies was accustomed to having a young male all to themselves and they made the most of having one that afternoon.
The two boys spent most of their time with us during the winter vacation. It's amazing the number of different things eight people can do together. Even when Mom and Dad were at work, the six of us found ways to keep ourselves occupied.
Aunt Alice and Grandma had lots of ideas. They were glad to get at my prick again and had a lot of fun lapping Clair's young cunt. Grandma got Janet to give pop up for a night so he could sleep with her. We had a very busy, happy holiday season and none of us got bored.
I wanted to get everything in order in my mind, so I put it all down in the word processor. Clair and Mom helped me with the parts that I didn't know first hand.
When Clair, and later Mom and Dad, wanted to put in her comments, I let them, even though they weren't always pertinent or accurate.
(They were so!)
(I don't think so, but I didn't cut any of them out.)
(I told him I'd bite his prick the next time I sucked him off if he did.)
(She wouldn't do that. She loves me to much and she likes to suck on my cock to much to put it out of commission. I love her too.)
(Try me and find out! Oh, hell. I guess he's right, I wouldn't. I would miss sucking him off.)
(Your talk about sucking cock has me horny. Let's sixty nine.)
(There, he blushed again. I guess writing it all down got to him.)