Chapter 1

My twin brother Tom and I were only fourteen when Papa passed away in a farm accident. The tractor he was driving rolled over on the side of a steep hill and landed on him. We realized there was no way we could keep up the farm with just Mama, Tom, and me.

After paying off the huge mortgage, we got enough from selling our small farm to buy a nice pickup truck and build a house on her friend Andy’s land, with a little left over. Andy and Mama used to be uncle and niece, until she moved out and married Papa. They made a deal that if we could get enough money someday, he would sell us a quarter of his land so we could have a farm of our own. Until then, we’d work for him.

Our family was only the three of us, but we had the new house built with five bedrooms for luck. With more kids in the family there would be more help on the farm. We lived as a separate family in Andy’s basement four months while the new house was being built. Two days after Papa’s funeral Mama told us, “Tim, Tom, our mourning period is over tomorrow. The oldest male in the family is supposed to become Patron then. Since you two are twins, neither of you is oldest.”

Tom complained, “One of us was born first. I bet it was me! I should be Patron!”

I objected, “No! I should!”

“Tom! Tim! Neither of you is fifteen yet! Here you can’t be a Matron or Patron or do practice family sex until you’re 15. I know in some parishes the age is only fourteen, but in our old one it was sixteen. Just be thankful we don’t live in Conservatoria Parish, where it’s thirty!”

I agreed with Tom, who said, “Thirty! Yikes!”

Mama continued, “I can’t wait until you’re twenty and married, so you can give me some grandkids. I’m not going to tell you who was born first. Families are only supposed to have one unless they get special permission from the Alderman, but on your fifteenth birthday next week, I want BOTH of you to be Patrons. It’s not like we have our own farm yet, for one of you to be in charge of. Your only duty as Patron will be giving me orgasms with your mouths and fingers when I want, up to twice a day. If both of you are Patrons, you’ll only need to do it once each.”

I eagerly asked, “But since you’re Matron, you’ll give us blowjobs twice a day. Right?”

“Once you’re men, I’ll let you fuck my boobs up to twice a day each. I hate sucking dick. Titfucks were always good enough for your Papa, on the days I didn’t want him in my pussy. Twice a day for each of you.”

I was sad about no blowjobs, but my twin smiled and stared at her big boobs in anticipation. He suggested, “Well, we could practice tonight, so we’ll be good at it later.”

Mama giggled and told us, “Ten days. Just hold out for ten days, boys.”

I asked, “Please, Mama? I’m SO HORNY!”

Tom begged, “Me too, Mama? PLEASE?”

She smiled and said, “When you’re fifteen. Go to bed and wiggle your wieners yourselves.”

I pleaded again, “PLEASE, Mama? Nobody will know but us, and it’s only ten days.”

She paused and said, “Well, I guess I can Jill off and let you watch. Take off your pants and sit on the couch.”

As we did, she pulled her panties down and sat in a chair. Tom and I stared as she lifted her skirt. We felt arousal, fear, and a little disgust. Mama smiled and said, “Start playing with yourselves. I know you want to.”

Her very hairy pussy looked nothing like the womanholes I’d imagined. I was quite surprised it was shaped like a taco, not a ring like I had thought. It was sexy, frightening, and a little nauseating, all at the same time. She rubbed it a little and said, “This is called a ‘vagina’ or ‘pussy’. Haven’t you ever seen one before?”

My mouth felt too dry and my throat was too constricted for me to speak. As I shook my head, Tom said, “Well, dogs and cows, but...”

Mama giggled and said, “Looks like you two need a sex lesson. Back in a minute.” She walked upstairs and returned a moment later with two movie discs. She put one in and said, “Do whatever feels good, but you sit right there, okay?”

As the video started, we saw a woman licking a man’s penis! My twin and I nodded, still unable to speak. We’d never seen porn before, since it was illegal to watch until you’d been married three years. I was finally able to ask, “But Mama, isn’t it against the law...”

“Shhh! Nobody will know but us.”

Over the next hour, we saw three women and two men do oral sex on each other, and pairs of them screwed missionary style. My brother and I stared at the screen intently and beat our meat until we were too tired to continue. Each of us came three times.

We heard some sex noises from her, but hadn’t even glanced at Mama. She turned off the movie and told us, “Go to bed, boys. I’ll teach you more tomorrow night.”

We started working for Andy the next morning.

My brother and I spent most of the day picking rock in a freshly plowed field, along with most of Andy’s family. The youngest boy was only seven, but he steered the tractor as it drove along at a very slow pace, maybe half a kilometer an hour. The other eleven of us picked up rocks and tossed them on the wagon behind it. We took short breaks to sit on the wagon and drink some water once an hour or so. I thought two of the girls were kind of cute, but was too shy to talk to them.