Chapter 2

Becky and I spent the rest of the day, naked. We were sitting out on the back porch in the middle of the afternoon, when Becky decided it was time she inspected my equipment. She gave me a big grin, and got down on her knees in front of the chair I was sitting in.

She looked at me questioningly, so I gave her a nod. She gently picked up my flaccid cock, moving it around so she could see it from all angles. Every once in awhile, she'd look up at me and grin.

When she was satisfied that she had learned everything about my cock that she could, she started playing with my scrotum, and then my testicles. I cautioned her to be careful, and she informed me that she had no intentions of hurting me. I was glad to hear that.

All of her attention caused my cock to go from a wet noodle to a steel bar. She smiled real big as she saw this happening. She wrapped her hand around my cock and moved it up and down a few times.

"Is that the way you do it?"

"Yeah, I guess. It feels good."

"Would you like for me to keep it up?"

"Yeah, if you don't mind. You need to stop when I tell you to, though. If you don't, you'll get covered in my spunk."

Becky giggled and continued her stroking. When I knew I was about ready to explode, I said, "Better stop, Sis."

She just grinned at me and kept on doing what she was doing. So, my cum went all over her. It hit her face, her breasts, her belly, and a few drops even landed in her pubic hair.

"Now, you have to get in the shower with me and help me get cleaned up," she teased.

I didn't mind doing that at all.

It was a real letdown when we had to start wearing clothes again. On the day Mom was due to be home, Becky and I were sitting on the porch, sipping on an iced tea. Unfortunately, we were wearing clothes at the time.

It was going to be hard, going back to the way we had been before. One of the things I was going to miss the most, was Becky sleeping with me. In one short week, I had grown used to having her in my arms as we went to sleep.

I shouldn't have worried. Becky didn't let the fact that Mom was home all of the time and Dad was home part of the time keep her from sleeping with me most nights. Our parents' bedroom was downstairs and our bedrooms were upstairs. Mom and Dad were always in bed by 9:00 PM, so Becky would just wait until they were in bed, and then she'd join me in mine.

Becky started wearing a long nightgown to sleep and I wore my underwear. She said if Mom ever caught us, she'd just tell her that she got scared in the night and had crawled in with me. She didn't wear anything under the nightgown, and we always did a lot of fondling before we went to sleep.

Becky and I were both in high school that fall. I was a sophomore and Becky was a freshman. We had about a 45 minute bus ride to school. I couldn't wait until I turned sixteen so I could get my drivers license. I had worked on other peoples' farms for the last three summers, and I had a nice little nest egg put away to buy a car with. Becky had money she had gotten for birthdays and Christmas. I don't think she ever spent a dime of it. She said she'd throw that in, too.

There was a new girl on the bus that first day of school. Becky and I took the seat behind her.

After the bus was rolling, she turned around and said, "I'm Tammy Ellison. We just moved in a couple of miles from here. Have you guys lived here long?"

"I'm Becky Delany, and this is my brother, Jed. Yeah, we've lived here all of our lives. Where did you move in from?"

"I lived in Columbus, Ohio until we moved here. There's absolutely nothing to do around here. How do you guys keep from going crazy?"

"We go swimming a lot in the summer time. In the winter we read and play games. Of course, we have our chores that take up a lot of our time," Becky told her.

"What kind of chores?"

"Well, we have to feed the chickens and gather their eggs. We have to feed and milk the cows. The pigs always have to be fed, and we have to clean up after all of the animals. In the summer we work in the garden and work in the fields. There's a lot to do on a farm."

"None of that sounds like it's much fun," Tammy said.

"I never thought much about it," Becky said. "Things have to be done, so we do them."

Okay, so Tammy was cute, but she sure didn't sound like someone we'd get close to. We found she was in the same grade as Becky, and that they'd be taking a lot of the same classes. I guess that was good.

Becky met me for lunch, and we found a table off to ourselves. We had packed our own lunches, but we ate in the cafeteria. "So, what did you think of Tammy?" I asked.

"She's kind of a ditz. I think they were thinking of her when they invented the term, air-head. She's kind of nice, though, and she's hot for your body."

I know I had to blush, but I didn't say anything.

"From the way she talks, I think she's a lot more experienced than we are."

"In what way?" I wanted to know.

Tammy came up and asked if she could join us before Becky had a chance to answer.

I don't think I said more than ten words the rest of the lunch hour. I could certainly see why Becky said she was a ditz. Tammy's mouth ran the entire time. I don't think she said anything that was of any importance to anyone other than herself. I didn't dislike her, but I certainly didn't like her. At best, I figured I could tolerate her if Becky wanted her for a friend.

While we were doing chores that evening, I had a chance to ask Becky what she meant about Tammy being more experienced.

"I meant she was more experienced sexually. She told me about all of these different boyfriends she had, and she told me that she had screwed three of them."

"She doesn't really sound like our kind of people," I mused. "Do you like her? Do you want her for a friend?"

"She's okay, I guess. I don't think she could ever be one of my best friends, but she is someone to talk to as we ride the bus. You might want her around more than I do. She told me she wants to take you to bed and fuck you blind."

"Oh my God! I mean, I really would like to know how it feels, but if she's been with three other guys, I would be a little bit afraid of what I might catch from her."

"That's what rubbers are for, silly. You can buy them in any drugstore, and they are supposed to prevent you from catching any kind of disease."

"I just don't know ... I always thought that you were only supposed to have sex with someone you loved. I definitely don't love Tammy."

"Read 'The Tropic of Cancer'. It might change your mind. I think everyone in the whole book was having sex. Sometimes I think that everyone makes too big of a thing out of sex. I mean, they make you think it is something almost religious in nature. When you get right down to it, it's just like a bull servicing a cow."

"I don't agree with you there, Sis. I've done a lot of reading, too. I really like the books by Robert Heinlein. His characters aren't hung up on things like most people, but they do have moral values. He has some interesting things in his stories, like group marriages, and incest; but even in something like a group marriage, the people in the marriage are faithful to their group."

"I have moral values, too. I'm just saying that sex is a biological function. It's not something sacred. Even if you love someone with all of your heart, you can still be attracted to someone else. I think a person can even be in love with two people at the same time," Becky informed me.

"I think you're probably right. It's just that we're only allowed one spouse. That's probably where the thought comes from that we can only be in love with one person at a time," I said.

"What do you think about incest?"

"You know what they say, incest is best. If you're asking what I would think about having sex with you, I think that eventually we will. I can't even imagine living my life without you in it. Maybe we need to think about our own group marriage."

Becky giggled, and then said, "As long as I can be part of your group. I think the taboo about incest is a crock. From what I can find out, as far as four generations back, there hasn't been any bad hereditary traits on either side of the family. I think that if you and I had a baby it would be perfectly normal."

"How would you feel if I did have sex with Tammy?"

"As long as I got to watch, I don't think I would mind at all. I'm as curious as you are about sex. I'm not ready to fuck your brains out yet, but someday I will be. When that day comes, I'd like to know a little bit about what I'm getting into."

"If I did do it, it would only be for the experience. If Tammy is as wild as you say she is, she would probably be doing it just for fun anyway. I would want her to know that before we did anything."

"You are such a noble bastard, brother of mine. I think that's part of the reason I love you so much."