The Missile 4
Copyright© 2026 by Zen Master
Chapter 5: Normal Everyday Life
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 5: Normal Everyday Life - The fourth in a continuing series about how the Missile came to be the man we all know.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa GameLit
We’d done our ‘work’. Now it was play-time. We went out and got some drinks, asking Mom to come look. We did NOT invite Elaine, but she had to come see, too. I wasn’t about to tell her no. She’d just find a way around me.
When we got back to my room, my PC was still on the fourth auction and it was up to $410. We flipped back and forth between them all. They were all pretty much the same.
The site took your maximum bid, but it only showed what it took to be the current high bid. If the current high bid was $300 and the increment was $10 and you offered $1000, it would show you as the new high bid at $310. If person ‘B’ offered $500 to beat that $310, it would show ‘B’ as high bidder at $500 but then immediately outbid with you at $510. Person ‘C’ would have to offer $1010, or more probably $1050 or $1100 to beat your bid.
Anyway, back when Elaine was little we’d had some trouble with her going in my room and messing with things. Dad had installed a deadbolt above the regular doorknob. I hadn’t used it in probably seven or eight years, but it was there. Today ... As soon as we’d shooed Mom and Elaine back out, I closed the door and flipped the deadbolt lever.
Just for safety, since Mom knew where the key was, I put my second chair under the knob. I’d tried that once, just to see if it fit. It did, and it jammed if the door opened. Sometimes I wondered if that was why chairs had back rails that height, so that you could do that. Anyway, we’d get a little warning before anyone broke the door down and came in.
I sat down on my bed and took my shirt off. Nell started to kneel down in front of me, but I pulled her back up. “No, I want to play and do the only thing I can do to please you. Come sit on my lap.”
She did, and she managed to get her top and bra off without breaking my nose. Then she wanted a hug, first. That always felt wonderful, bare chest to bare chest. I wanted to play, though, so she had to scoot back some.
That was so much fun! I LOVED playing with Nell’s chest. I admit, Cindy’s looked better, but Nell’s were more fun to play with. And, when I started nursing, she loved it as much as I did.
Eventually she made me stop, though. “That’s too much. It’s your turn now.”
She was on her knees and getting to the good part when I heard Elaine’s voice out in the hall. “His door is locked!”
I almost lost my erection, but no, Nell is too good.
Then, Mom’s voice from the den “Of course it’s locked! They don’t want to be bothered while they work, and they know that you’ll just barge right in if they don’t lock it.” right before I came.
As soon as I could see straight I pulled Nell up and told her to get dressed, then I put myself back together again. I flipped between the auctions while I tried to calm down. All four were up past $500.
When I had my PC open to creating another new auction, I moved the chair back to the desk and opened the door. “Eeelaaiiinnneee! Come on! You want to see scary ugly pictures that will give you nightmares, I’ll show them to you.”
“Elaine, you sit right back down! Sam, stop teasing your sister!”
“But Mom, she has to see them before she’ll believe that she shouldn’t see them!”
“Sam, you’re not helping! Elaine, when you were little you loved fairy tales, where the brave knight slays the dragon and rescues the princess. Well, the ugly side of that is that the dragon has claws and teeth and breathes fire. Sometimes the dragon wins. It scares me half to death some of the things your brother is doing to keep us all safe. You do NOT need to see what he fights in those Portals. Sam, do you have anything safe to show her?”
“Mom, you’ve seen what I’ve got. I can’t show that to Elaine.”
“I know. I’m going to have trouble sleeping myself, now. Do NOT show any of it to Elaine. Not even just the pictures.”
“Aye, aye, Cap’n! They’re on the ‘net, now, though.”
“I know, but she won’t see them from us. That’s all we can do.”
“Okay. I’m going to lock the door again.”
“Do so. Just, make sure it’s unlocked again when you’re done, so we don’t have to find the key.”
“Okay.” That was for Elaine. I knew where the key was, and I was positive that Mom did, too.
I closed and locked the door again. AND flipped the deadbolt. AND put the chair under the knob. “Now, where were we? I think it’s my turn again.”
I got to play some more, but this time I pulled a clean t-shirt from a drawer, twisted it up, and held it up to her mouth. “Open.”
Nell was a very well-trained slave-wife. She opened her mouth and closed it on my shirt. Now she could push my head away, but she couldn’t tell me ‘no more’. I resisted as long as I could, but eventually I let her push my head away.
I pulled the t-shirt out of her mouth, saying “That’s the only thing I can do for you now, and I enjoy it too much to stop if I don’t have to.”
She just crushed me against her chest. “Cindy is first. She’s going to be sore afterwards, though. I am going to be second, and third, and probably fourth before she’s ready again. After that, you will own us both, body and soul.”
“I’ll do my best to be a good owner.”
“I hope so!”
I had the temp file ready to copy and paste into an auction for two giant centipede legs, but I decided to hold off on that until we had a better idea of what we were doing. After Nell could stand again -which took a while because I kept fondling, tweaking, and licking her breasts while she was trying to push me away- she got dressed, and I went into the den with my Mom and Elaine while she visited the ladies’ room.
“I’ve got more stuff to sell, but we’ve decided to hold off on it until we see how these go. Margie is setting up a company to act as the real owner so it’s not me. The company will have all the expenses and we’ll all be employees and we’ll share the earnings.”
My phone had buzzed several times earlier, but I was ... busy. I could look at it now. The team were ‘well pleased’ with the initial four auctions. Matt asked if we could close the auction early, if the bids stopped, or if we had to wait the full six days. Margie had questions, but most were minor. The Alabama Department of State said “Team Newbie, LLC” was available, so she’d filed for it. Eric was CEO, she was CFO, I was President. All six of us were on the Board of Directors, and we could hire others as we wanted.
Once the State accepted our application, she would file with the IRS for an EIN so we could open a company bank account. If we were going to stay in Alabama, Regions Bank was probably best for us. If we were going to go all over the country or even outside of the country, Bank of America might be better.
I voted for Regions Bank. Dad said that BoA was too big, that they’d been caught cheating their customers more than once because someone thought they were too important to get in trouble. To the best of his knowledge, Regions Bank wasn’t that big yet.
I told them that I’d told PortalControl that I was just the owner’s agent for the auctions. The actual owner was “Team Newbie” without the ‘LLC’. We’d given the BTF’s address and phone # as the owner’s place of business.
I told Matt that I didn’t know about closing the auction early. I’d find out. Margie got back and said she accepted Regions Bank, and we would need to meet somewhere to sign business documents. It may as well be at BTF since she was in Prattville and we were up in Gadsden. Then, once we had the EIN, we’d all need to go to a bank together to sign for cards.
Our ‘business’ was entering Portals for fun and profit. She recommended that we leave as much money in the account as we could. Then, we could use company credit cards for business expenses like hotel rooms and meals and fuel before and after Portal Dives. If we ‘distributed’ $30K to the six of us, that would be $5K each and leave $25,000 in the account for whatever we needed to do. Like buy better armor for us all.
The only thing I didn’t like about everything was that getting $5K was a lot less than getting $55K. I’d have to make up the difference with the auctions. Nell and I really couldn’t think of any reasonable excuses for going out, so about 6 she went home to Glencoe and Cindy, Sally, and their parents. I had dinner with Mom and Elaine, then did my homework and called Cindy and talked with her for a while before we went to bed.
Tuesday was really as close to a normal day as a normal teenager as I got any more. Eric told us that we had a Violet with Giant Spiders over in Oneonta reserved for us and he’d said we’d go in at 10 on Saturday. Margie was waiting for our business registration to get approved; she couldn’t do anything else until she had that.
I mostly just checked the auctions every chance I got. I spent a lot of time giggling. They were all between $700 and $1200. And I had enough paws in my inventory to sell ‘a paw’ 56 more times if we wanted. I had to use the calculator app. That was $42,000 plus, and we also had all the Centipede legs.
Let’s see, what else did I need to do? I asked Nell if she could find someone to talk to about fully-mechanical cameras. Surely SOMEONE sold them! And I texted Dr. Subba and told her that we were beginning to sell the rest of our ‘trophies’. First off, did UAB-H want any more? Second, for everyone’s benefit, did they have any preliminary findings about dangers from them?
And Georgina down in Montgomery sent me a text mid-morning saying that my laptop had been shipped. She said she had included starting instructions. I should text her when I needed help, and she’d call when she was free.
At lunch I sent Nell a text asking her to come pick me up after school. I’d think of something I needed her to help me with. I needed a new tarp! And a wind-up watch! The Ace on 11 had tarps. I asked Nell if I could ask her to look into watches, too, while she was looking for a camera.
The Black Axe had posted some time back that his team all wore wind-up Mickey Mouse watches, and within a week there were none to be had anywhere. Someone(s) had decided to buy them all as investments and now they were available again but the price had skyrocketed. We didn’t need that special brand name, just watches we could take into the Portals. If she could find some watches that were completely mechanical and affordable, I’d get six. The camera was more important, though.
Getting a pair of tarps for my pack took maybe five minutes. Snuggling with Nell in that field past the propane place took a lot longer. I felt that as long as she was happy with what we were doing I shouldn’t feel too guilty about taking advantage of her, but we couldn’t disappear into my room very often. Eventually she had to take me home and drive off, though.
I finished my homework and talked to Cindy some before we went to sleep.
School was the same on Wednesday. The auctions were all $1200-$1400 now. Yeah, I checked, that was $78,000. Or $13,000 each, if we shared it all out.
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