Chapter 2

It was almost pitch black when we pulled the boat up on the beach of the island. "Honey", Dad said in a loud voice, "Honey where are you?!"

Dad repeated himself three more times, the last time adding that it was us who was looking for her. We stood quietly, but when there was no response the third time, all of us stared into the darkness with some fear in our hearts. Even Dad, who still was pissed as all hell was now trying to calm down by telling us to relax that Mom was probably somewhere behind the tree line; keeping out of the chilly night air. In his voice you could sense he was just trying to convince himself.

"Alright. Where did you leave her? Where do you think she'd be now?", Dad spoke still peering into the blackness.

"Well we took her to a clearing just beyond the trees", I said not sure where that was.

"Where?"

"Shit it's hard to tell in this dark", Johnnie said somewhat confused as to exactly which way to point.

"There's a small flashlight in my fishing box. Get it Danny", Dad's hand pushed me towards the boat. "Come on Johnnie; you must have an idea where you went in from here."

"Dad I'm not even sure we landed at the same spot. I just can't figure it out", Johnnie said in an apologetically voice.

"Damn that's just... dandy... just fucking dandy!", Dad was getting uptight once more. But at least he was sober now.

"Got the flashlight but it isn't very bright", I said handing it to Dad.

"Hey I think we went that way", Johnnie said pointing towards a slight ridge just up from the beach.

I on the other hand pointed in the opposite direction, "There. I think that's were. I kinda remember having to jump those rocks."

We debated the fact that I was a stupid little twirp, and my big brother a moron. Dad soon found our debate to be irrateing. "Stop your stupid fighting", he slapped each of us on the back to get our attention, "Ok, Ok: Here's what we are going to do. Johnnie; you think that's the way you went in? Ok kid. Your my man. I'll go in that way. But... but just in case Danny is right; you two go his way. Take the flashlight. When either of us find Mother... stay put and call out... just stay put with her."

We started our separate ways when Dad paused and ran back to us. In a low voice he warned, "If there is. I say IF there is; anyone else on this island... just be careful and try to avoid them."

Johnnie said in a worried voice, "What if... what if..."

Knowing what Johnnie wanted to say and couldn't; Dad finished it for him, "Ya. I know, I know. If they have your Mother... just keep and eye on them. Try to get me... how... I don't know... you'll have to find a way... we'll worry about it, if it happens."

We parted once more. It was no more than ten minutes; Johnnie and I found ourselves totally lost in the trees which seemed to never end. If we both were more than a bit scared, we both almost crapped in our pants when we heard Dad scream. His swearing could be heard almost as if he was right beside us. The dark woods can make it seem like that. Suddenly the screaming stopped, still the sounds of a struggle continued. Summoning up all our courage we headed in the direction we thought the noise was coming from. Unfortunately or sense of direction wasn't very good; we did however find the meadows. From there we seemed to get a feel for where the noise was coming and headed towards, what we hoped were our parents. Under what circumstances we'd find them, we didn't want to think about.

Turning around a small bend we saw a fire blazing but there seemed to be no one around it. For the first time; all the playing of cowboys and Indians we had done in the past came handy. We slowly crept along until we saw a shadowy figure standing near the trees. Further along we could see a figure hanging by his arms from a tree. Spread-eagled as we had Mom.

I whispered, "Do you think that's Mom?"

"Can't tell.", Johnnie whispered back crawling a bit further, "Do you see anybody else? I see just the one figure... Shit were did he go?"

"I can't see him either. Hey maybe the others have Dad..."

"Could be... If that's Mom," Johnnie paused getting to his knees and looking around, "We better get to her before the others come back."

"What about the guy... ?"

"Looks as if he's gone. Keep an eye open for him.", bending down Johnnie picked up two fairly large sticks, "Here. We may need these... Come on let's go!"

Johnnie took off like a bolt of lighting leaving me quickly behind. As I ran I looked around expecting to see a man, or men to appear at any second. I was so worried that I almost ran right up my brother's back. Johnnie had stopped a few yards from the figure hanging from the tree.

"Dad????", Johnnie said looking around for anybody that might stop us from cutting our gagged and naked Father down.

Slowly we approached him, looking for any signs of trouble. The fire was burning bright and lit the area fairly well. At the same time it cast some very eerie shadows.

As we almost stood a few yards from Dad, a voice spoke from the shadows freezing us in our tracks, "Looking for someone boys?"

Both Johnnie and I lifted our sticks in meager defiance. I was almost crying with fear, as we turned to face what we were certain were the murders of our parents.

"Booo!!!!!"

"MOM!!!", we both yelled.

We were both relieved and pissed at the same time. Mom on the other hand was beside herself with laughter. She had found a ratty old coat that she had covered herself with, in a small area only yards from where we had our picnic. She had also found wood, lots of wood, along with matches, gas, ropes, knifes and food supplies. She guessed it was used by hunters in the fall. Still as she told us, it caused her a lot of concern.

Then taking the coat off she walked over to Dad, "Especially; telling them about the good ole boys. AND using me for dinner. You jerk... It's enough to scare the hell out of anyone." Turning to us with her hand on Dad's bare ass, "Make your Dad feel better and take your cloths off."

Oh; I'd say Mom's nude form lit by the flickering fire light was enough to make us forget the possible embarrassment of having Dad seeing us naked with his wife-- our Mother. Our cloths went flying off; for what or why we didn't know. Then again we had our hopes I suppose. Even with hopes of doing Mom, we-- or at least I tried not to get an erection. You know in front of Dad and all. I think Johnnie was thinking the same thing, because his cock hung only semi-hard.

Mom kissed Dad's nipples and licked his chest and then talked to him almost as if we weren't alive. "Some truth to those stories, aren't there?" Dad nodded yes. With that Mom pulled a hair out of his chest making Dad twist in pain, "You big dumb... ass...", she angrily sputtered. "You told them to bring me here didn't you". She didn't wait for an answer and just pulled out a hair from his chest again, getting the same painful results from out of Dad. "I told you that once we got back home from vacation, I was going to tell them to hand over the film and all bets were going to be off. Didn't I!!!" This time she grabbed his pubic hair and twisted and pulled on it. Even as tightly as Mom had placed the tape over his mouth; you could tell he was mad as hell-- and hurting. "You knew I could handle them around the cabin, but nooooo; you had to encourage them to take me out here. And, and, and; to top it off you told them to bring all this stuff".Then she said in a rather firm but matter of fact voice, "Danny give me that."

I looked to where she was pointing and picked up the sewing basket and the bag of goodies we had gathered. Guilt over came me. Guilt as best as I can call it; simply because I didn't want her to be mad at our stupidity, then again guilt because we didn't use any of it. Now she was going to kill us all anyway. So hurriedly and almost breathlessly I blurted, "Mom we sunk our boat. We couldn't find another. We didn't mean to leave you alone out here. Honest we didn't. And all this stuff... well... well..." Mercifully Mom calmly took everything from me and told me that she knew something had to have happened to us-- she knew we loved her.

With that said I felt a big lump leave my throat, that lump however was replaced by a pity for my Father. Mom pulled out the magazine of sadistic drawings and stuck it in my Dad's face, "You told them to bring this?! You told them to bring these things...", she paused only long enough to open her sewing basket, "let's see... let me turn to page twenty... now let's look in my sewing basket. Ahhhh yes! Pins, needles, and tacks... hmmm page twenty has a funny places to store those things. Right... you dumb ass. How bout pages twenty-five and twenty-six. What's in the bag? Oh... gosh... what do you know candles. Bet that all has to be a bit warm for those gals on these pages. Think so?!! Of course there is the assortments of clips and cords... What did you think??? Think they wouldn't think you were encouraging them to torture me?? YOU BIG DUMB ASS!!"

Mom stopped and stood back to simply catch her breath; she wasn't though with the poor man yet. Grabbing some cord she looped it around Dad's nuts, then tightened it until tears began to stream from his eyes. The long end she threw over the limb, just as we had done with her tits. "Johnnie grab that end", when Johnnie hesitated looking like some poor lost soul she shouted, "you were eager to pull me up by my breasts this afternoon. So let's stretch something else-- like you Dad's nuts!"

Johnnie's head shook from side to side as he looked down and mumbled, "I can't."

"Oh you can... and you will... or so help me..."

Johnnie got the point and held tightly to the cord and waited for Mom's command. "That's right honey", she addressed my Dad, "They actually hung me by my breasts." Dad's face distorted in fear. Mom waited and let him think about it, then with a little laugh she said to him, "Okay... it probably was an accident. But I think you got the point."

As she removed the cord from his nuts, both Johnnie and I gave audible sighs of relief. I think my Dad's face got it's color back as well. "I'm sorry honey. Guess I got carried away. After all don't you think I had a right to be a bit mad?"

Dad nodded his head in total agreement; his eyes pleading with Mom to let him down. Mom placed her body tight against his, rubbing her tits into him as she kissed him on his cheeks, "You know something. Your boys were very busy and very naughty this afternoon. They learned so much... I learned a thing or two myself... I'll have to tell you all about it", she stopped talking and stepped back. Standing silently for a moment, posed like a little three year old girl with her hand to her cheek. Then with a wide eyed expression she gleefully exclaimed like any little girl would, "I got a big idea... I do... I got a big idea. Why don't we show Daddy all the things we learned and did this afternoon. How about it boys?"

Didn't take Johnnie any effort to get a hard-on, for me though I wasn't quite sure. You know doing it in front of Dad. Still as I saw Mom begin to fondle my Father's cock with loving and tender care; I could feel myself getting that warm feeling in my stomach and an erection starting.

As Mom excited my Dad she spoke looking at his hardening tool, "Honey. You should be proud of what we created. Look at your little Johnnie. Isn't he going to have a whooper? Golly... it's a whooper now... wonder if it's going to keep growing? Think so?", pausing and looking thoughtfully at both her son and her husband she continued, "You know dear; you son's is bigger than your's." Then with a laugh she called Johnnie over to stand next to our Dad. There was a redness of anger on Dad's face that I rarely ever had seen before; deep down I knew Mom had over stepped herself on all this. Mom took Johnnie's long hard cock and placed her little finger at the end of the shaft then took her thumb and placed it on the head of his cock. Keeping the measurement she had just taken with her thumb and little finger, she proceeded to match her husband's cock to her son's. "Weeelllll! My God... he's got you beat by a good inch or more... Damn maybe two... Oh yaaaa... Two... at least!"

Happily she pushed Johnnie onto his back just in front of Dad, "Watch what we did. It was good old fashion family fun", she said mounting herself over my brother. As she reached back and grabbed his eager cock and placed it to the entrance of her pussy she told me to come in front of her. I rushed over to her as she began to slide Johnnie's cock into her, ever wanting to be a good son and do as my Mother wanted me to do. It was no effort for her to grab my cock; she pulled me closer to her, until her tongue could lick my cock from head on to the end. Then something new made my eyes light up-- she took my balls into her mouth and played with them like she had two little jaw breakers in her mouth. It wasn't that long I would guess, until she replaced my balls with my cock in her mouth. Mom was sliding herself up and down with great excitement on Johnnie's cock. Johnnie was making sure she was excited by holding and sucking of her tits. The more excited she got the harder her mouth worked on my cock. Her hand that held my cock squeezed it tightly. I felt myself ready to explode, and tried to pull myself out of her mouth as she said I should do: After all Mom was no slut. However, she wouldn't let me! As I felt I could no longer hold it, Mom and Johnnie began to explode together. So I let loose and joined them in the pleasure of it all.

I don't know where it all came from or how Johnnie and I could be so loaded after such a great afternoon; but I shot a wod of cum into Mom's mouth that before I finished was flowing from both sides of her mouth. When she finally pushed me away and stood up, she had cum flowing down from her pussy-- I mean flowing--not dripping!

The show was over. We let Dad down, then dressed. It was an awkward moment. No one talked much to each other. No one could look each other in the eye without looking away quickly. Back at the cabin Johnnie and I quickly went to our room. We laid awake for a time; listening to our parents argue! Sleep over took us before we knew the outcome of the argument or what it was about.

Morning came soon enough, bringing some surprises. Dad had not gone fishing and was eating his breakfast sitting across from Mom, not saying a word. When we said good morning to them, both were okay to us, but you could tell they were having a problem. After Dad left, I asked more than a bit concerned, "Mom is Dad mad?"

With a pat on my head Mom softly said, "Not with you boys. I'm afraid I embarrassed him terribly last night."

Sometimes Johnnie could be a real clod, "Not giving him any last night probably didn't help!"

With a frown Mom simply told him, "That's our business." Then addressing the two of us, she sternly told us, "What happened yesterday between us-- stays between us!!! Do you understand?" After we nodded our heads yes she went on to add, "Yesterday was yesterday. Don't expect that to happen again... Danny I want all the film from your camera... NOW."

Somehow being told that it was all over didn't sit to well with either Johnnie or myself, still we didn't say a thing. I got the film and angrily tossed it into her room; why I acted that way I don't know. What I do know was that Mom sat us down and preached to us why we couldn't do it any more. What she said I couldn't tell you, and I am certain Johnnie couldn't either.

Outside Johnnie and I walked to the water not saying a thing until we got to the pier. Johnnie pitched a piece of wood into the lake saying, "Bet if we do her again she won't stop us..."