- My Family -
Bi-Sexual Female / 20
Winter Break (aka Ruth 5)
My brothers and I have always been close. Before Mark left for college, Matt and I used to come up to his room. We would do homework together. Or talk about school, and life, where we thought we were going next, and just basically hang around. Sometimes Janet and Crista would join us. After Mark left we didn't do that for a while. He was busy and when he was back for the weekend he often spent most of his time with Janet.
Mark's girlfriend Janet wasn’t handling his going away to school well. They had been inseparable for a year and a half or so, which is a near eternity at that stage of life. She wanted to have more time with him than he was able to give her. She started playing hot and cold with him. They had a couple of arguments and then stopped seeing one another. Then Mark didn't come home at all for a few weeks.
Then the holidays came, school was out, and Mark was home again for a couple of weeks.
Matt and I were in his room. It was just like old times, we were talking about the university and how different it was to be there instead of here, when seemingly out of the blue, Mark asked us a question we had not prepared for.
“Are you guys enjoying my room?”
Matt and I looked at one another, each of us uncertain what could have possibly given us away.
“Uh, your room…” I stammered.
“Yeah, I know you guys are sneaking in here so mom and dad won’t see you.
Fortunately my slightly older brother and I were bright enough not to confess to older brother that we were at times using his bedroom for our sexual laisons. Because it turns out what he had discovered was the bottle of bourbon that our parents had left in the cupboard. When he held it up and gave us a faux look of disapproval I began giggling. Then Matt started laughing uncontrollably.
Mark had no idea what was so funny.
Of course, because he had figured that his slightly younger siblings were sneaking off to enjoy a drink– which wasn't really something he had a problem with.
I looked at Matt. “Should we tell him?” I said.
“Well it is his bedroom,” Matt said with a big grin. The three of us don’t really have secrets from each other. “He has a right to know.”
“What are you two talking about?” Mark asked.
“It would be easier to show you,” I said.
Matt nodded in agreement, and he took Mark’s bicycle down from the ceiling hooks in the center of the room and set it against the wall. I took the chains and extra rod out of the closet. Matt hung the chains from the hooks and I clipped the rod to the chains just a bit below waist level.
“What am I watching here? Mark asked.
I grabbed hold of the two chains and bent over the rod. “Picture me naked,” I said.
“What? You two?”
“No, she isn’t Ruth,” Matt said. “She’s Jill.”
“Naked Jill,” I interjected.
“Jill… dad’s ex-wife?” Mark asked.
“Oh, it gets better,” Mark said.
“Yeah, Matt,” I said. “Come on over and fuck my face.”
“What the hell?”
“Oh, he's not Matt,” I said as my fully clothed brother rubbed his crotch on my face. “He's dad, and he’s getting a really deep hummer.”
“Let me get this straight,” Mark said. “Our dad is fucking his ex here in my room?”
“Oh it gets better than that,” Matt said as he released my head and stepped backward.
“Yes,” I agreed. “Now picture Matt as naked mom.”
“Naked mom with a strap-on dildo,” Matt said as he grabbed a hold of the rod and rubbed the front of his blue jeans against the back of mine.
“A big purple strap on dildo,” I added. “In my butt.”
“No way!” Mark said.
“Oh, totally way,” Matt retorted.
“We've seen mom and dad screwing Jill… What? About a half-dozen times in here?” I said.
“We've actually watched them on five different nights,” Matt agreed. “But we've seen them come up here together more times than that.”
“They stay between two and three hours each time, always on a Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday after the restaurant closes,” I said.
Mark took three of the fancy small glasses with the heavy bottoms out of the cupboard and poured us each a shot of bourbon.
I got the ice tray out of the fridge.
Mark's girlfriend Janet wasn’t handling his going away to school well. They had been inseparable for a year and a half or so, which is a near eternity at that stage of life. She wanted to have more time with him than he was able to give her. She started playing hot and cold with him. They had a couple of arguments and then stopped seeing one another. Then Mark didn't come home at all for a few weeks.
Then the holidays came, school was out, and Mark was home again for a couple of weeks.
Matt and I were in his room. It was just like old times, we were talking about the university and how different it was to be there instead of here, when seemingly out of the blue, Mark asked us a question we had not prepared for.
“Are you guys enjoying my room?”
Matt and I looked at one another, each of us uncertain what could have possibly given us away.
“Uh, your room…” I stammered.
“Yeah, I know you guys are sneaking in here so mom and dad won’t see you.
Fortunately my slightly older brother and I were bright enough not to confess to older brother that we were at times using his bedroom for our sexual laisons. Because it turns out what he had discovered was the bottle of bourbon that our parents had left in the cupboard. When he held it up and gave us a faux look of disapproval I began giggling. Then Matt started laughing uncontrollably.
Mark had no idea what was so funny.
Of course, because he had figured that his slightly younger siblings were sneaking off to enjoy a drink– which wasn't really something he had a problem with.
I looked at Matt. “Should we tell him?” I said.
“Well it is his bedroom,” Matt said with a big grin. The three of us don’t really have secrets from each other. “He has a right to know.”
“What are you two talking about?” Mark asked.
“It would be easier to show you,” I said.
Matt nodded in agreement, and he took Mark’s bicycle down from the ceiling hooks in the center of the room and set it against the wall. I took the chains and extra rod out of the closet. Matt hung the chains from the hooks and I clipped the rod to the chains just a bit below waist level.
“What am I watching here? Mark asked.
I grabbed hold of the two chains and bent over the rod. “Picture me naked,” I said.
“What? You two?”
“No, she isn’t Ruth,” Matt said. “She’s Jill.”
“Naked Jill,” I interjected.
“Jill… dad’s ex-wife?” Mark asked.
“Oh, it gets better,” Mark said.
“Yeah, Matt,” I said. “Come on over and fuck my face.”
“What the hell?”
“Oh, he's not Matt,” I said as my fully clothed brother rubbed his crotch on my face. “He's dad, and he’s getting a really deep hummer.”
“Let me get this straight,” Mark said. “Our dad is fucking his ex here in my room?”
“Oh it gets better than that,” Matt said as he released my head and stepped backward.
“Yes,” I agreed. “Now picture Matt as naked mom.”
“Naked mom with a strap-on dildo,” Matt said as he grabbed a hold of the rod and rubbed the front of his blue jeans against the back of mine.
“A big purple strap on dildo,” I added. “In my butt.”
“No way!” Mark said.
“Oh, totally way,” Matt retorted.
“We've seen mom and dad screwing Jill… What? About a half-dozen times in here?” I said.
“We've actually watched them on five different nights,” Matt agreed. “But we've seen them come up here together more times than that.”
“They stay between two and three hours each time, always on a Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday after the restaurant closes,” I said.
Mark took three of the fancy small glasses with the heavy bottoms out of the cupboard and poured us each a shot of bourbon.
I got the ice tray out of the fridge.
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