Chapter One Hundred Twelve

Brains Sold Separately

Now that Mark left the trailer, their little sister decided to taunt her brothers, “Well come on dickless,” Chicken chided her brothers into stripping. “Let’s see those hogs of yours – you want to fuck this girl don’cha?”

“You seem excited to see my penis more than she does!” Derek defended his slow reaction as he looked down at me.

I smiled up at him “No sir, I am ready – I want to fuck.” I began to awkwardly try to get his big belt buckle unsnapped as I knelt in front of him.

“Sir? Why didja call me sir?” he asked.

I thought back to something my mother and I talked about earlier that afternoon when she asked me why we had to call the men Sir. I told her that it was just something we had to do to feed their vanity and she called bullshit on that. She asked, if that was the case, then why make us roleplay out of control, shallow bitches.

I wasn’t sure what to say to her on that; but, now that I had had time to reflect on that, I started to realize they also wanted to know that we COULD be tamed. Derek was wanting my assurance I was into him; and that I wouldn’t complain while he fucked me, or about the way he fucked me. He wanted to know I was at least partially tame before he tried to pet the tiger – at least that was now my new theory.

“I am being taught to behave myself Sir, and I have to refer to all of my betters as Sir or Ma’am. It is a rule,” I answered him with the same story of being an out of control teen that needed to be punished while unzipping his pants and shimmying them down to reveal slightly stained tighty-whitey underwear with a half-erect penis stuffed inside. I pretended to be very impressed by it – and I think that pleased him.

“He ain’t yer god-damned better,” Chicken fired back, while pointing out he had skidmarks on his underwear.

“Well, if mom did the damned laundry more,” Derek’s confidence waned slightly and so did the size of his cock inside the underwear.

“You are going to be a man after this Derek,” his mom crowed –not taking any of his excuses. “You can do your own dirty laundry from now on.”

“Well Sir,” I said taking his cock out from his underwear with my hands as I helped him to step out of his jeans, “you don’t mind doing your own laundry from now on if you get to fuck me, do you?” I couldn’t believe I said something so naughty – but it seemed to make his member swell, and he smiled and nodded.

“What about me, though?” Jake was anxious for my attention now and he seemed to be asking his mother more than he was me, so I let her answer.

“You ain’t even got your pecker out,” Chicken answered for both of us before his mother could.

“Sheeet, I thought she was gonna take mine out too; like me pulling his dick out was the god-damned Heisman trophy being awarded to her,” I guess I had impressed everyone with how carefully I had coaxed his older brother’s dick hard.

“You want them to take turns or can you take two at the same time?” I was shocked at how blunt their mother’s question was.

I didn’t let it show, even though the butterflies were building. This wasn’t the first time I had fucked people and it wasn’t the first time other people watched, but it still felt newly awkward that I was being judged so carefully by their mother and sister. I told her, “Yes Ma’am – I can take them both.” I waddled on my knees over to Jake and began to unzip his pants with the same care I had shown Jake.

“I don’t want to see his dick!” Derek sounded panicked at the very thought of his brother’s nudity next to his own.

“Don’t worry Cowboy,” Jake assured his brother that their cocks would never touch and it would not be “gay”. “Just keep your eyes on her tits and you can Brokeback Mountain with someone else another time,” he told his brother with a chuckle.

“You are the homo!” Derek fired back defensively at his brother; and the two went back and forth a few times calling each other increasingly cruder names before their mother stopped them. I had removed both boy’s pants, but for some reason they both wanted to keep their socks and shirts on.

“Well, I have to say I am impressed,” Chicken spryly cocked her head and with a pixie like wink placed her hands on her hips. She glibly informed her brothers that they both had nice, long cocks; despite her suspicion they would be chubby “lil’ smokies” and she opened her fingers two inches wide to emphasize her point.

“Stop looking!” Derek pouted futilely at his sister as he became more embarrassed and red-faced. Their mother seemed to be unsurprised by the banter –almost as if the boys should have expected her remarks the moment their pants came down.

“Wha-eye?” Chicken asked in a deeply southern accent that reminded me of Savannah’s tone. “You gonna look when me and Mom is fucking Lloyd Danville – so I may as well look at you.”

“Will not!” Derek pouted.

“You definitely will not,” the mother informed them both that when Lloyd got to the trailer he was all hers and she was taking him to her bedroom.

“That ain't fair!” Chicken and Jake said for different reasons while Derek tried to figure out what position he wanted to fuck me in. I think they all thought I was some sort of expert – I was willing to get in any position he wanted, but he just didn’t seem to assert himself to tell me what to do.

“Life ain't fair,” the mother took charge and dismissed their complaints. “Look, get behind her and put it in,” she told Derek, while telling Jake to come around to my front.

“Why? I can’t fuck her from the front,” Jake questioned his mother’s instruction.

“So she can suck your dick, dummy!” Chicken told him the obvious expectation, as I turned around and got on all fours on the carpeted floor of their trailer’s living room so they could get into position.

The carpet was dirty, green shag carpet that probably hadn’t been vacuumed in ages and smelled a lot like dog and spilled food. It reminded me of how hungry I was becoming, but I accepted the fact I was about to be fed a cock and that would be my only ‘snack’ until lunch time.

“You don’t have enough room for me to put it in,” Derek informed me from behind as he tried to get leverage and pull my ass cheeks apart while stabbing me with his cock.

“Here – get on the damned couch and bend over,” she instructed me as she told the boys to help her move the couch as she grew increasingly impatient. She had me kneel on the cushions and bend over the back of the couch so that my ass was up and my tits were hanging over the edge. She sent Jake behind the couch and he stood there while I took his hard cock into my mouth without the use of my hands.

“Nicely done, - no hands” the mom seemed impressed. I wanted to say that my brother taught me to do that – but I had a mouthful and was going strong.

Joann retrieved a cucumber from her refrigerator and made me stop sucking off her son just long enough to coat the cucumber with my spit. I had a feeling she was going to stick it into me. It was still cold, even though I warmed it up some with my mouth, when she pulled it out she told me to go back to sucking Jake’s dick.

She turned to Derek and instructed him, “You need to get the girl wet,”. I felt Joann’s fingers inside me as she explained to her son that he had to do whatever it took to get the girl that way, even if it meant putting his mouth on the girl. At least she was teaching him to be considerate of girls. As she stuck her fingers into me she seemed impressed once again that I was already “Dripping wet” and proceeded to insert the cucumber in me by guiding it in with the two fingers. The cucumber was huge and it hurt a bit as she forced it into my pussy. She seemed to be happy as can be as she looked at Derek as she pushed the cucumber in and out and continued instructing him, “You just do it like this and then every now and then give her a slap on the ass like this,” she said as she laughed and gave me a friendly slap on the butt. “You think you can do that?”

“With the cucumber?” Derek asked.

“No stupid, with your dick,” Chicken told him sarcastically.

“You shouldn’t even be in here watching this – it’s for your brother!” the mom tried to shame Chicken into shutting up.

The defiant younger sister piped back with, “Well, you let Jake be in here.”

“Jake’s a boy and it’s time for both of them to learn the birds and bees – if I can save money on a buy-one-get-one-free, then so much the better.” The mom regarded me like I was a coupon from the Big Lot’s superstore down the street and less like another female.

“Will you two stop talking so I can concentrate?” I could feel Jake trying to pull my pussy lips apart and stick his cock in, but he was once again awkwardly pounding against my pubic bone and not very skilled. I reached behind myself to guide him in to my pussy. As he pushed his cock into me I felt his ecstatic groans as he began to experience sex with an actual girl for the first time.

“Do you fuck many virgins?” Chicken asked me. I had a dick in my mouth but I looked over my shoulder and grunted that I had while nodding vigorously.

“I am not a virgin,” Derek slapped my ass awkwardly and softly as he began to develop a rhythm.

“Don’t listen to her, Son,” Joann told her son he was doing good and explained that he needed to get in sync with his brother, and push me forward while he was pulling back and pull me back when he was pushing in. “You just focus on what you are doing and you will be done in no time,” she laughed.

Jake began to push me forward as his brother pulled me back; and in a few moments the boys had developed a dual rhythm where my mouth slid along the length of Jake’s dick until I reached the base and then my pussy slid back on Derek’s dick until I reached his base.

“We are row-boating!” Jake announced and laughed. He was clearly having fun.

“You two are holding up better than your father’s ever did,” Joann noted.

“Can we switch positions? I want to bust a nut in her cherry,” Jake asked, as if he was growing bored with the saliva coating his cock from my mouth.

“She ain't got a cherry – it’s done been taken,” Chicken replied sarcastically.

“Does she have to be in here while you go in the other room with Lloyd?” Derek asked as if he mostly only minded his sister’s presence and not his mothers. “Take her with you,” Derek demanded.

“Sheeeet,” Chicken said, “Mom’s the only one afraid to fuck that boy right out here in the living room. I got the balls to just bend over next to that slut on the couch and let him plow me like the back seven acres of a tobacco farm.”

“I am trying to stay hard - I don’t need you painting those pictures in my head,” Derek sounded annoyed as he slowly pulled out of me to give his brother a turn behind me.

“Hell, I double fucking dare you to do it,” Jake insisted he’d take a picture of it and “A boy like Lloyd would never want to fuck a flat chested beast.” like his sister.

“He will for money,” Chicken laughed. “How much did Uncle Mark pay you to fuck these two losers anyway?”

I let Jake’s cock go out of my mouth with a slight hint of my teeth and tongue trailing behind and gave it a quick kiss the way I had seen my Aunt do a few times before. As Derek came around the couch to take my mouth.

“Nothing, Ma’am,” I explained. I waited for her inevitable questioning of that to reveal the actual truth. “I am not allowed to handle any money because I’ve been very irresponsible with it, Ma’am. I’ve wasted it on things we didn’t need when the family had bills to pay. He paid my brother two hundred dollars to do anything he wanted to me. The money he collects is being used to pay off debts I ran up.”

I realized right after I said it that it wasn’t the actual truth at all. It was the story I had been telling people, but the lines had blurred so much I actually believed it.

So did they.

“Well damn, anything? Does that mean anal too?” Jake was the only one who didn’t see me as a total bitch who deserved her fate. He was smiling over the fact he could use me any way he wanted.

“Yes sir, if that is what you want,” I’d had an anal plug in my ass for so long I wasn’t afraid of being fucked in the butt, even though I wasn’t sure what it was going to be like at all.

“You should have told us!” Jake was very excited as he strutted like he just won the Powerball Lottery and stood behind me.

“Don’t you poop from there?” Derek asked me as he looked down with confusion.

“She won’t be while I am fucking that backdoor,” Jake laughed and made a thrusting motion with his hips and hands like he was fucking me hard. “Seriously though, you won’t get poop on my dick, right?” he asked me.

“No sir, but if I do – I’ll clean you off,” I had become so accustomed to cleaning off my butt plug and the fingers put inside me that I hadn’t even realized how disgusting that sounded until both Jake, Chicken, and Derek made disgusted faces and sounds of disapproval.

“This is why I didn’t think you guys could handle this,” Joann insisted. “Your Uncle Mark talked me into this. She is just doing what a lady would do – swallow. You would think a city bitch would spit and leave a fellow hanging,” she shook her head in disbelief and begrudging respect for me.

I decided to continue the charade a little further, “You are right, Ma’am – before I came to the Buckman I never swallowed,” that part was absolutely true – I hadn’t ever tasted a dick, but I left out that detail. I smiled playfully, “I still spit though,” I said to her disappointment. “ I am being trained to be a good slut and after I am done here – I’ll carry the cum back to the pool and spit it out there into my Aunt or mom’s mouth in front of one of my trainers, and SHE will swallow or rub it into my skin.”

“Jesus Christ!” Joann seemed mortified and genuinely shocked. “Why the fuck you gonna do that?”

I felt a creeping sense of embarrassment, coupled with the mischievous desire to see if I could actually shock this woman. I had my choice of a couple different revolting and completely audacious justifications I could use for this practice. I had heard several since we began, but I stuck with the one that I had been told at first. “It’s so my brother knows I did a good job and didn’t leave anyone here hanging, and to feed my Aunt – she loves cum; but also it’s good for our skin – and serves as sun tan lotion.”

“Well, you do have nice skin and a nice tan,” the woman looked me up and down assessing what I just told her as if she still didn’t believe me. “What I meant was – were you expecting to just give blowjobs then? If you have to spit it out?” Joann clarified her question hadn’t really been about what I would do – but whether or not she had paid for oral sex only and wasn’t going to get full service.

“No, Ma’am – my brother was clear they could do anything to me they want.” I found, as I said these outrageous things out loud, it helped bolster my courage to actually believe them and do them. “I will squat when it’s all over and let it drip from me and when no more comes out I’ll get down and lap up the cum.”

“God damned,” Joann sounded disgusted with me as she scrunched her nose, but her eyes said she was impressed. “You are one nasty bitch.”

“That’s one reason I am here, Ma’am.” I was telling the absolute truth now, as far I was concerned, and suggested her son lay flat on his back. “I think I can fuck him if he lays back and Derek can lay on top of me and fuck my pussy if you want.”

“A sandwich!” Jake didn’t wait for approval before lying flat on his back – his cock still hard and waving.

I was going to get on top of him and face away from him so that I could slide my asshole down on his cock when his mom stopped me.

“No honey,” she said and had me stand up. She put Derek flat on HIS back and told me to get him hard again while laying on top of him face down. I couldn’t tell if she thought I was naïve or just didn’t know any better, but once I was in position she told Jake to “Spit on her ass.” and positioned himself behind me.

“Put a finger in or two first,” she told her son while I guided the other son underneath me inside my pussy and begin riding his cock.

“Gross? Won’t my finger stink?” Jake asked his mother. I felt his hard cock slapping against my ass cheek as his brother grunted to fuck me while I was on top of him. Derek clearly liked this position much better and I have to admit – I was sexually enjoying these two strange boys’ touches. They weren’t gross or rough with me – other than some of the things they said.

“Why do you care?” Chicken asked her brother rhetorically, “You stick your own thumb up your butt every single fucking day.”

“This is why when Lloyd gets here I want you to fuck him in the front room,” Jake said, “Give you a taste of what it’s like to have you constantly breathing down my neck with your snarky comments.”

“I would, but mom said no,” Chicken announced. I felt her brother’s warm spit drip down on my asshole and a finger start poking around and pushing my asshole cleft inward.

The door swung wide open just as Jake stuck the tip of his cock into my tender anus and began to push it further in.

“Well, I see you wasted no time,” Mark laughed and introduced my cousin Lloyd.

He swaggered in wearing nothing but a pair of denim short-shorts – swaggering with his well-tanned, lean and athletic body. “Hey Cuz!” he regarded me with a playful country hello, while ignoring the fact I was being double-teamed on the couch.

“Hey Lloyd,” I offered back in the most playful way I could, as if I wasn’t right in the middle of my first “double penetration” with two boys and their mother and sister watching.

“Hey, you don’t have to call him Sir?” Jake slapped my butt as if he had just discovered a slip-up.

“No Sir,” I explained that Lloyd could be my better, if he’d wanted to, but he chose to help the girls out; and because of that he is to be treated like just another one of us.

“Yep, I love it,” Lloyd said with confidence. “It’s been fucking awesome.”

The two boys expressed interest in doing it too as soon as he said that and their mother shot them down with, “When you look like Lloyd Danville you can come talk to me about working the swimming pool – until then, I’ve got some things the two of us need to talk about.” She beckoned him to come with her into the bedroom and my cousin started to follow.

“Oh mom, come on – at least let me see him drop his pants,” Chicken pleaded and her mother stopped and obliged her.

“Will you take your jeans off so that my daughter can have a look?” she asked Lloyd, half-hoping he would say no and she could take him to the bedroom to have her nasty way with him.

“Sure Ma’am,” Lloyd whipped off his jeans over his bare-feet and stood there with his endowment swinging.

“What’s it say on your dingus?” Chicken asked of something Uncle Ted must have had written on Lloyd earlier.

“Brains sold separately,” Lloyd chuckled at the obvious intended insult about his smarts not being included when renting his body. He took everything so well – humiliation just rolled right off his back. I was somewhat envious that he could do that so well. I made it a game and hid my embarrassment with the characters I invented for myself while playing a role, but he was just (and I hate to be so blunt) kind of stupid - and that worked for him.

“That’s okay sugar,” Joann said as she ran her finger hungrily down his muscular chest and on to his ripped abdomen, “I am not interested in your brains.”