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 Chapter 2 - A Family Affair

   Awaking to the sound of light knocking on his door.  Sven raced to hide
Emmy in her closet.  Pulling a robe around himself he unlatched the
deadbolts and opened the door to find his younger brother.

   "Mom says we're leaving for school in ten minutes," Alfy said trying to
peer behind Sven into his room.

   "Tell her I'm not feeling well, and stop snooping," Sven then shut the
door and looked over his room to make sure he had no other evidence to
expose his activities.  He hid most of his equipment in his walk in closet.
Beside the expensive and sleek computer in the corner of his room the rest
looked like that of a regular 13 year old.  Walls covered with Floyd,
Zepplin, Beatles and Eagles, shelves with books, but instead of comics and
science fiction he had Java, Flash and Cryptography reference guides.  But
to the untrained eye, Sven's room seemed average.

   Sven got into his pajama's, dripped saline solution into his eyes and
rubbed some on his palms, neck and cheeks.  His mother came into the room
and sat beside him on his bed.  Feeling his forehead and cheeks, she told
him he felt clammy and looked flush.  "Open your mouth," she commanded and
after inspecting it said, "it looks a little red.  I'll call you in but you
stay in bed.  I'll be home for lunch to bring you some chicken broth and
tappiocca pudding." He thanked her and she kissed him on the head and left
the room.

   He waited another half an hour before getting out of bed.  He never had
to worry about his father being there.  If the old man wasn't on a business
trip then he was out of the house before six AM.  He was once a chemical
engineer for a biotech firm in the city but had moved into the business
coordination division after getting his MBA 5 years ago.

   Sven got out of bed and logged on to his computer.  He had a biometric
finger print scanner that unlocked his PC.  The entirety of his data was
encrypted and could only be decrypted using his fingerprint and his
password phrase of "Passion holds up the botton of the world while genius
paints its roof".  Sven went through a brief eastern literature phase when
he was eleven and particularly connected with this quote by Chang.

   After logging on he decided to review the family surveillance.  The
recording was triggered by motion detectors and found that the file sizes
for his youngest brother was unusually small given his obsession with
masturbating.  He opened his brother's files and noticed that he left his
room half past ten and returned after one o'clock only to go straight to
sleep.

   Sven opened the bathroom files and found that his mother had given his
father an enema last night and a routine blow job this morning, but besides
the expected use of the toilet, there was nothing else sexual going on, and
Alfy's absence was still unexplained.

   He began to worry if maybe Alfy spied on him while Sven was being fucked
by Emmy.  He cursed himself for not installing cameras in the halls.  But
when he opened his younger sister Kirsten's folder, her video was huge,
well over three hours.  He started the video and was quite intrigued.

   She went to bed early.  Having somehow attained a small vibrator she
spent over a half our squirming around her bed as she plugged her eleven
year old cunt with that small silver toy.  Her long t-shirt that she used
as a nightgown was bunched up to her chest exposing her swollen nipples to
her other hand for tweaking.

   Her door was slightly open and you could see a shadow appear from the
hall about the time Alfy left his room.  Kirsten was arching her back as
she jammed the vibrator into her hairless couch.  She collapsed abruptly
after an obvious orgasm and seemed to immediately pass out after dropping
her vibrator to the floor.

   Sven was surprized when Alfy slowly came through the door, carefully
shutting it behind himself and crawled over to Kirsten's bedside. 
Switching camera angles, Sven was able to see Alfy picking up the juiced up
vibrator and bringing it to his nose and then into his mouth.  He was
licking the juices off like it was a popsicle, running his tongue from the
base of the shaft to the smoothed head.  He took down his pajamas and
underwear then brought the vibrator to his own tiny prick and turned it on.


   The vibrator made noise causing Kirsten to rouse to life.  Alfy didn't
seem to notice and kept circling it around his cock and balls.  He appeared
lost in the pleasure of the moment and didn't notice when Kirsten leaned
over the bed to see him masturbating with her sex toy.  Instead of getting
angry Kirsten brought her hand to her cunny and started to finger herself.

   Alfy suddenly noticed the activity on the bed and became paralyzed with
fear.  He managed to switch the vibrator off, but that only drew Kirsten's
attention back towards him.  She seemed upset that he stopped and thrusted
herself from a sitting position back to laying down.  She tried to continue
masturbating, but grew frustrated without the additional stimulus from
Alfy.

   She leaned over the bed to find Alfy feigning sleep while scooting his
body as much under her bed as he could.  She seemed to be whispering
something to him.  Sven turned up the sound to her what they were saying.

   "Alfy...  Alfy...  I know you're not asleep so stop faking," she
whispered.

   "Huh, wha?  Ah, I must've been sleep walking again."

   "And sleep whacking, I saw you doing it," she said exposing him.

   "I don't know what I'm doing when I'm asleep."

   "You're a crappy liar.  I bet you were watching me playing with my
couchie, and that's how you knew where I dropped the dildo."

   "What dildo?  I didn't do anything."

   "The dildo you're laying on trying to hide, the one you were rubbing
against your pud.  Just admit it, don't be such a sissy."

   "Why should I admit it, you don't have any proof."

   "If you tell me the truth I'll show you close up what I was doing."

   Alfy finally sat up, leaning against her bedstand as she laid on her
side from the bed.  "Fine I saw you touching yourself with this thing,"
Alfy took the vibrator from under the bed and showed it to her.  "I wanted
to see what it was and it smelled funny and vibrated so I wanted to see how
it felt against my pud."

   Taking the vibrator from his hand, she asked "So it feels good for you
too?"

   "It made me all tingly inside."

   "Me too, and if I do it long enough it starts to feel real good, kind of
like you have to pee but a thousand times better," she explained.

   "You don't pee out the white stuff?" he asked curious about the
difference.

   "No I just get all slippery in my couchie.  What is this white stuff?"

   "It comes out of my pud when I get that real good pee feeling."

   "It's probably pee," she rationalized.

   "It is not stupid, pee's yellow, this is white stuff."

   "Then prove it.  I want to see this white stuff come out of your pud,"
she challenged.

   "I'm not showing you my pud!"

   "Why?  I already saw you pulling on it a second ago.  Here, you can see
me first so you don't feel stupid," she said and pulled off her long
t-shirt displaying her small nimble body.  Her shoulder length blond hair
was messed up.  While kneeling on the bed, she raised her small arms and
tied her hair back with a scrunchy.  Alfy sat beside the bed in amazement.
"Your turn," she said.

   Alfy stood up and clumsily took off his pajamas and underwear, nearly
falling over when freeing his feet.  "There, you happy?"

   "Why is your pud small again?"

   "You have to touch it alot to make it stand up."

   "So touch it," Kirsten said with a twinkle in her eyes.

   Alfy was pulling on his flacid little dick but getting no where.  He was
still embarassed to be doing this in front of his little siste.  He decided
to spit in his hand to lube his jerking.

   "Why'd you do that?"

   "Because it gets rough if you don't.  Spit makes it feel better."

   "Bet you wish you could just put your pud in your mouth, there's a lot
of spit in there," she said.

   "Ew, gross," he said while his dick started getting harder.

   "I bet it would feel great."

   "I don't think so."

   "Wanna find out?" she offered.

   "Why do you want to taste it so bad?" Alfy asked.

   "I've seen movies on Sven's computer of girls doing it and they really
liked it."

   Svens heart stopped.  She's seen my movies!  What else has she seen? 
Does she know about all the porn he sends overseas?  Does she know about
Emmy?  He listened with hieghtened interest.

   "He left it on one day and I saw it while he was in the bathroom," she
said.

   That's it, I'm installing a camer in my own room.

   "Did the girl swallow the white stuff?" he asked with his dick hard and
completely erect at four and a half inches.

   "I didn't see any white stuff, so I guess so," she said.

   "You can do it if you swallow the white stuff," he offered in
excitement.

   "If I do this then you have to promise that I can put your pud inside my
couchie."

   "Deal."

   Kirsten knelt on the ground in front of Alfy and brought her face in
line with his erect pecker.  She reached out and before even touching him
he shook with a shudder.  She giggled and brought her palm to his peach
fuzz above he upturned cock.  She smoothed it all going down and then took
a hold of his penis.  He sighed deaply causing her to giggle again and lead
her smiling mouth over the head of his prick.

   Alfy lost balance and managed to fall onto the bed.  His dick popped out
of her mouth and she burst into laughter.

   "Shut up, I couldn't help it," he said feeling embarassed and starting
to lose his erection.

   Gathering herself she said, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, just lay back and try
not to shake that much." She knelt between his legs, ecstatic about her
effect on him.  Taking hold of his prick, she put it back in her mouth and
started to suck on it like it was a lollipop.  She paid attention to his
moans and found he liked it when she'd touch the head with her tongue.

   Alfy held her by the sides of her head and started to nod her head up
and down.  She was able to go down about two or three inches with each pump
and every time he let go she would just slide her tongue back and forth
under the head of his penis.

   Alfy started to buck under the stimulation.  His legs quivered and his
head thrashed.  He pushed down on Kirsten's head, and although she started
to fight the pressure, she couldn't get off before he started cumming.  He
grunted and girated his hips as rope after thin rope of his young little
boy cum splashed into the back of Kirsten's throat.

   She escaped, and between coughing and swallowing the cum down she
exclaimed, "You jerk, what was that for?"

   Alfy just stayed laying down, his hand lazily trailing circles around
his belly.  He squeezed out a weak, "Sorry, couldn't help it.  Just felt
too good."

   A smile crept across Kirsten's lips and she swirled the remaining cum
around in her mouth.  "The white stuff tastes really funny.  My mouth feels
like I ate a lot of pineapple." Alfy didn't respond, and instead stayed
laying down panting from the pleasure.  Kirsten noticed his dick growing
flacid and asked, "What's wrong with your thing?  Why is it getting small
again?"

   "It doesn't stay hard forever stupid," Alfy answered finally drifting
back into reality.

   "Well its your turn so you better make it big again."

   Alfy sighed and tried to jerk it erect again but gave up after a couple
seconds.  "It's sensitive right now.  I don't want to hurt it."

   "Let me try," Kirsten said and proceded to take the limp dick into her
mouth.  Alfy giggle and squirmed as rolled it around her tongue.

   He finally pushed her off, "Its not gonna work.  It needs some time to
get back to normal."

   "We'll see about that," she said cloimbing on the bed and mashing Alfy
into the pillows.  She straddled his hips and lowered her hairless dripping
pussy onto his weak prick.  She grinding her hips into his cock, deriving
some pleasure while Alfy was trying half-heartedly to fight her off.

   Managing to toss her to the side and pinning her down by the wrists, he
said, "Quit it!  You're going to have to give it a couple minutes."

   She was frustrated and wanted release, "This isn't fair!  You got to
make your white stuff and now I have to wait around forever.  You're a
jerk."

   "What am I supposed to do about it?  I can't help it."

   Kirsten huffed with a scowl and then she got an idea, "You should do to
me what I did for you."

   "You don't have a pud."

   "No moron, but you can at least lick me down there until your pud wakes
up."

   Alfy sat up letting go of her wrists.  He looked at her small little
slit and asked, "Does it taste like that juice on that dildo." She nodded
smiling.  Alfy crawled down to her crotch and asked, "So I just lick around
down here?"

   "You can stick your fingers in me too if you want, but lick them first."


   Alfy put his finger in his mouth coating it with saliva and slid it up
and down her slit.  He found her vagina and gently probed it while bringing
his tongue to het pussy.  After getting his finger inside her, he started
working it in like he remembered her doing with the vibrator.  He slid his
tongue up and down between the fold of her pussy.

   She moaned and squirmed whenever he brushed against her clit.  He liked
the reaction and eventually just focused on her little nub, lapping at it
like a dog while he pumped his finger into her tight little hole.

   He was getting aroused and his little cock was returning back to full
size and length.  She opened her eyes between her waves of pleasure to see
Alfy's hard prick erect.  Excited, she pushed him off her and commanded him
to lay down.

   After he followed her orders, she squated over him and lowered herself
onto his upright cock.  She had a little trouble with entry, so she took a
hold of the base of the cock and steadied it as she pushed down.  So far
she had been able to prod herself with plenty of items but never more than
an inch into her before it started to feel uncomfortable.  Now she wanted
his entire cock inside her.

   She was using her weight to bounce onto him.  She bit her lip and
slammed herself down as hard as she could while holding his prick.  She
felt something tear inside her and cried out in pain.  Alfy quickly muffled
her mouth with his hand and then asked if she was alright or wanted to
stop. She shook her head and with glassy eyes said that she was ok.

   Just sitting on him for a while, she began to get used to this feeling
of fullness and the discomfort started to fade.  She rolled her hips
subtley to accustom herself to the invading cock.  Beginning a gentle
rocking she was starting to enjoy the feeling and the overwhelming heat and
slight cramping subsided into a warm pleasure.  Again she started to feel
the waves of pleasure.

   Alfy was feeling ashamed, thinking that he just hurt his sister.  He
wanted to be gentle with her so he paid close attention to her expression
to make sure whatever he did wasn't causing pain.  He held her by her hips
and supported her as best he could.  Soon when he knew she was no longer
suffering he allowed his hands to dance over her body.  He tweaked her
swollen nipples and caressed her abdomen and sides.

   She was getting lost in ecstasy and was bringing Alfy along for the
ride. Not being one to restrain his orgasm, Alfy felt the familiar boiling
in his loins and grunted a gutteral, "I'm going to go!" to Kirsten.  She
responded by bouncing higher and pounding down harder.

   He released a modest supply of cum into her untouched vagina.  He
grabbed her hips and helped slam her down upon him with each descent until
he finished.  She was not yet there, but kept Alfy hard with her efforts.
His erection was in her control despite the sensitivity of his emptied cock
and balls.

   She pounded down as Alfy moaned in pain.  Soon her coordination became
eratic and sloppy.  The rhythm became a discord of pounding flesh and she
began to gasp and writh about.  Alfy squeezed his eyes shut, swallowing the
pain as she girated over him.  She called out a loud, "FUCK!" and collapsed
on top of Alfy, covering his face with her fine blond hair.

   They laid like that for another half hour, softly talking to each other
and discussing what the future would entail.  They both agreed that nobody
ought to know and to keep it a rare secret between each other.  They agreed
that they would only do it again when they absolutely needed to.  Sven
thought to himself that he'd get a sequel that coming night.

   Holding true to his promise, Sven mounted a couple surveillance cameras
in his room.  He figured that even if he doesn't foget to lock his door
then he wouldn't need to set up the cameras every time he fucked Emmy.  He
positioned them for the best angles and hooked them up to his server.

   Sven decided to start editting the videos and configured the footage
with transitions between camera angles and zooming to make it seem more
studio-esque.  Compiling the previous night's surveillance he had enough to
send another video over seas.  He logged on, bounced around a hundred
proxies and deposited the video in the secured site of his Belgian contact.


   The guy was online and corresponded with Sven asking him when he was
going to reappear on the videos.  He told Sven that he had a steady
customer base that missed him and wanted to know when his next release
would occur.  Sven said that he was developing a video between him and Emmy
and would deliver it soon.  The contact thought it was a great idea and
wondered if Sven would do some movie magic and turn Emmy into a real woman.
Sven liked the idea but said he didn't think he'd have sex with any real
person anytime soon.  The Belgian told him of an escort service he knew in
the states and that they had plenty of girls to choose from and that they
could be delivered to his house.  Sven told him that his anonymity was
important and the Belgian said that they could do it at any hotel as well.

   The idea became more appealing and Sven, even though he was content with
Emmy, wouldn't mind experiencing a real woman.  The Belgian gave Sven the
contact and told him to tell the guy who sent him and that would eliminate
any charge.  He also provided the guys website and login info so that Sven
could see the available girls.

   Still bouncing through proxies, Sven logged onto the site.  There were
profiles, images of the girls, sample videos of them on the job and there
fees.  Sven was impressed by how sexy these girls were and what they were
willing to do.  There was a page dedicated to "Alternative Pleasure". 
Curious Sven clicked over discovering a new world of kink.

   There were couples that worked in unison, women in leather, boys in drag
and of course shemales.  There was one particular shemale that struck his
attention.  She looked just like Emmy.  Ideas floated through his mind.

   He could make a porno where he would fuck Emmy and imagine into another
scene with a real woman, or in special cases, shemale.  And by the end,
Emmy would become a real woman.  It would be his own version of Pinnochio.

   It would be a hit and he could demand more points and a larger advance.
He'd make a mint and have more money than he could spend...  well maybe not
that much.  He bookmarked the lithe little red headed shemale with soft
features and perfect skin and then found a similar looking genuine girl for
other scenes.

   Sven notified the escort contact that he wanted these two for a weekend
project, and dropped the name of his Belgian contact.  He set a date for
that next coming week and made a mental list of the material and equipment
he'd need.

   All the ideas and prospects got him horny so he took out Emmy for a
ride. She was still wearing her cock, but Sven was more interested in doing
the fucking himself.  He bent her over his bed and started to finger her
ass, getting it all lubed up.

   He could still smell his own funk emenating from Emmy's cock.  She was
going to need a wash, the little scank.  Her had her all nice and slippery
and squeezed his cock into her tight little ass.  He leaned forward taking
her tits in his hands and thrusting his pole deep into her slippery latex
pucker.

   After cumming and resting on his bed, Sven heard the door downstairs
open.  He tossed Emmy back into her closet and slid the cameras into the
corner, turned off his monitor and silently climbed into bed.

   His mother was home for lunch.  She came upstairs and brought Sven some
heated chicken broth in a thermos and a bowl of tapiocca pudding.  When she
entered his room Sven was feigning sleep.  She shook his should and when he
looked up to her she said he looked more flushed than before, then feeling
his face she told him, "at least you're not so clammy.  I think you're
coming out of it, but still stay in bed the rest of the day."

   Sven sat up and began to sip on the broth as his mother set about to
tidy up his room.  She went by his computer and noticed it was on and said,
"Sven, you're father always tells you not to waste energy." She turned on
the monitor and as it faded to life she said, "It takes hard work to get
the money to pay these..."

   She saw the images of the escorts that he had opened on the site. 
Luckily he was no longer at the alternative section, but she was still
appaulled.  Sven was secretly pissed that he never set a screensaver
password, but he tried to appear embarrassed.

   "Sven Lindgren, is this what you do when you're locked away up here? 
Surf for porn?  Let's see," she peered closer reading the screen, "Are you
looking for class, seduction and pleasure?  Then your answer is Amber. 
Donation $300..'" She looked at Sven in astonishment.  "Are you looking for
a prostitute?"

   "No its just that.."

   She cut him off, "my little boy is going to get mixed up with some
diseased whore." She turned off the monitor and sat of his leather computer
chair that was delivered with Emmy.

   "Mom, you got it all wrong.."

   "I know that young men are walking hormones, but you have to find
another way.  There's no reason to risk your health for gratification. 
Aren't there any girls at school?" she asked with a compassionate and
understanding look.

   Sven decided to roll with this excuse since his mother was empathetic.
"I've never been able to connect with anyone at school, and its really hard
when you're all alone." He was soaking it for all it was worth.

   "Oh, baby, there's always other ways to take the pressure off.  Don't
you...  you know...  kind of...  take care of..."

   "Of course I do, mom, but sometimes its not enough.  Haven't you ever
been so taken away with the passion from an idea that you have to make it
happen?  That's what it feels like for me."

   "But your a good looking boy, you should direct that towards girls
instead of these projects that you work on all the time.  You don't need to
make it happen with a prostitute," she said getting up from the computer
chair nd sitting at the foot of his bed, where he fucked Emmy's ass only
minutes prior.  The subtle hint of cum and lube still hung in the air.

   "The girls at school are all prude.  They just laugh at boys that come
onto them.  I don't need to be a source of amusement.  I'd rather just
relieve myself without all the negative side effects of chasing after
immature little girls."

   "Baby, you need to find a better way.  That road," she nodded at the
monitor, "leads you further and further into perversion."

   "God mom, everybody's perverted, given the chance.  They just act like
they aren't so they can act superior as though prudity was an advantage. 
Shit, I bet you and dad are perverts too."

   She slapped him lightly on the cheek, "We don't use that languagein this
house."

   "Bullshit." He said followed by a stronger slap in the face from his
mother.

   "Shut your little insolent mouth!" she yelled setting Sven off.

   He wanted so bad to put her in her place, "You and dad probably fuck
everyday," she tried to slap him and Sven grabbed her wrist.  "You probably
kneal down and give him head while you sneak off to the bathroom every
morning, thinking you're being discrete." She tried to slap him again but
he got hold of both of her hands.  She struggled back and forth, but didn't
give it all her strength.

   "You both are probably a couple of depraved sluts trying to avoid being
discovered as the horn balls you really are," Sven said with a wicked smile
hoping to set his mother straight.

   After listening to him, fuming with a scowl, she spat in his face.  Sven
flinched and smiled knowingly.  She was overwhelmed with passion and lunged
forward kissing him violently, biting his lips and sucking in his tongue.

   Sven let go of her wrists and she ripped off her blouse revealing well
formed 36 C breasts behind a push up bra.  She leaned back looking at
Sven's face, drunken with lust.  She slapped him in his face flinging it to
the side.  He slowly turned back to her, touching his cheek.  She was
taking off her bra exposing her soft breasts with large areolas and hard
protruding nipples.  She stood up, beside the bed near Sven's face, slapped
him again and then unzipped her skirt.  Dropping it to the floor and
stepping out of her heals, she mounted the bed resting her kneas on either
side of Svens head.

   He could smell her sex, the enticing odor eminating from behind her
lavender panties.  He could see a few thick dark hairs poking out the
sides. She slapped him again and then immediately smothered his sore face
with her crotch.  The heat and moisture drove him wild.  He started to gnaw
on the dampened panties and lick where fabric met flesh.

   She reached down and pulled the material to the side and ground her
soaked pussy into his face.  He started to lick around--up and down her
slit and flicking at her clit.  She guided her hips with the motion of his
tongue, girating as she squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples.

   She dismounted Sven's glistening face, and sitting on his hardened
member rhetirically asked, "You think you can give me lip like that?" She
firmly twisted his nipples making him cry out.  "You think you can just go
get a whore and fuck up your health I worked so hard to maintain?" She
reached underneath her to his crotch and squeezed his cock.  "Your little
prick came out of me, which means it's mine.  So instead of going and
fucking some whore, you better let mommy take care of it." She gave his
cock a firm tug making him moan.

   She tore his boxers down his legs and past his feet releasing his
pulsating cock to bounce in the free air.  "You think mommy's a slut?" she
asked whacking his prick to the side.  "You wanna see how much a slut mommy
can be?" She slapped his prick in the other direction.

   She scooted back and went down on him, pulling her hair to the side and
looking right into his widened eyes.  She deep throated him immediately,
snaking her tongue out to titillate the base of his throbbing cock.

   Sven was in agony and ecstasy simultaneously.  His nipple were red and
sore and his cock was aching from punishment.  He was surprised how natural
the transfer from anger to lust was with her.  He was really digging her
technique, it definately heightened the sensations he was feeling.

   She licked her finger and brought it to Sven's ass.  He immediately
tightened his sphincter but she didn't hesitate to jam it deep into ass
making him scream from the pain.  She started motioning with her finger
while it was deep within him, massaging his prostate.  By judging his
reaction she found its location and started to swirl her finger around it
much like she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock with each
upstroke out of the depths of her throat.

   Going all the way down, lodging his cock deep in her throat, she applied
suction, danced her tongue and made quick little bobs up and down.  She
then pressed her finger firmly on his swelling prostate.

   Sven could do nothing to prevent it, as started cumming in over a dozen
thick ropes that slid right down her throat without obstruction.  She
swallowed, increasing the suction and further draining his balls.  Sven
thought his cock was going to explode from all the cum being released so
quickly.

   Panting, watching the stars drift over his vision, his mother got off
the bed and pulled on her skirt and grabbed her blouse.  She stood at his
bedside, like she had while feeling for a temperature, leaned over and
drooled what was left of his cum into his slightly open mouth.  "There you
go baby, you can take that back.  Next time you want to misbehave and
consider fucking some whores, come see mommy and I'll set you straight. 
Okay?"

   She kissed him on the forehead like a perfect mother would and left his
room.  Sven was thinking to himself, how wonderful it was going to be to
edit the surveillance video for his room.

   Sven fell asleep and didn't awake until after his entire family came
back home.  He cursed himself for his laziness.  Their absence provided
ample liberty to edit videos unhindered as well as placing more
surveillance cameras throughout the house and yard.  Summer was almost here
and the pool house was a prime location for nudity and sex.

   His older sister Ingrid called him out of his room for dinner.  They had
chicken cordon bleu with rice.  Sven kept analyzing his mother's behavior
hoping to gleen any reaction from the incident earlier in the day.  But
without fail, she was as polished and composed as she had been before that
afternoon which left Sven to wonder if he had only dreamed up the idea in
his perverted head.

   The rest of the week followed suit: his mother remaining the mom he
always knew.  His two younger siblings however changed drastically.  They
no longer seemed to squabble as the were known to do, but they kept their
distance from each other throughout the day only to steal away in the
middle of the night to one or the other's room and fuck and suck like
nymphos.  They even took to the shower in the middle of the day, risking
being caught together by a sibling or parent.  Both Alfy and Kirsten
initiated sex equally.

   Sven was getting concerned that Kirsten may end up getting pregnant from
her brother's seed.  Not wanting to disrupt the household that was making
him plenty of money overseas, Sven decided to talk to Alfy.  One day after
dinner, he asked Alfy if he wanted to play a game of chess.  After quickly
reaching the tipping point of the game Sven asked Alfy, "You ever have
sex?"

   "What...  why do you ask?" Alfy, caught off guard and blushing terrbily
answered.

   "Just because," Sven said nonchalantly.  "There's a girl in my class
that got pregnant.  She was such a slut, she doesn't know who the father
is. So she's going to have a baby before she even gets into high school. 
That's fucked up."

   "Yeah," Alfy replied looking concerned.  "But I thought girls can't get
pregnant until they're adults."

   "Don't be such a moron," Sven took the cue, "girls can get pregnant at
any age.  Shit their was a girl in India who had a baby at the age of six."


   "No way," Alfy said quite impressed.  Sven made a move and a moment of
silence hung in the air.  Alfy interrupted it asking, "So, if people want
to have sex but don't want a baby what do they do."

   Sven had to be careful but said, "Well, there is no full proof way.  A
lot of guys use condom and girls take the pill.  But most young people just
avoid the pussy all together."

   "What do you mean."

   "Instead of sticking their dicks in a girl's pussy they put it in her
mouth or hand or ass."

   "The ass!  That's sick!" Alfy showed is immaturity.

   "Not really.  That hole is not much dirtier than the pussy and its
probably cleaner than a mouth, so what's the big deal."

   "I guess," Alfy said curiously.  After a moment he asked, "I heard that
people who have butt sex are gay."

   "Only if they are boys taking a dick in their own asses.  But who cares
if they are.  There's no more slavery, so a person's body is their own. 
Besides, sex is sex.  And ass play can feel real good."

   "Did you ever have 'ass play'?" Alfy asked, no longer interested in the
game.

   "Once or twice, but I've never done it with another girl or boy."

   "Then how'd you do it?" he asked intrigued.

   "You just stick something up your butt," Sven admitted.  "You know
anything big enough to hold on to and small enough to fit.  But you have to
be careful, it's really easy to hurt yourself up there, so nothing sharp at
all."

   "What have you put up there?"

   "I don't know.  A carrot, cucumber, butt plug, beads or dildo," Sven
confessed.  "But you don't tell anyone got it."

   "Yeah got it," Alfy said submitting.  After some time he said, "I
sometimes stick my finger up there when I shower."

   "And does it feel good?"

   "Yeah but I get really embarassed.  Sometimes I feel like I'm a homo. 
That doesn't make me a homo does it?"

   "No, but who gives a shit if you are?  You should listen to your body.
If something feels good then you shouldn't worry about what other people
think, just do what gives you pleasure."

   "Yeah.  That makes sense," Alfy said, no longer ashamed.  He made
another move on the board and then asked Sven, "Would you let me borrow one
of your butt play toys?  I promise that I'll give it right back."

   "Screw that," Sven started scheming, "how would I know that you wouldn't
let mom or dad find it.  They'd get pissed and you'd squeal on me."

   "No I wouldn't!  You can trust me."

   "What's you're collateral?" Sven asked.

   "I don't know what that is."

   "Its something you give me so that you follow through with your
promise."

   "I don't have anything," Alfy said dejected.

   "Then forget about getting any of my toys."

   "Come on man, there's got to be something," Alfy pleaded.

   "Yeah, blackmail."

   "Alright, you can take my blackmail."

   "No stupid, blackmail is stuff I can hold over your head that would get
you in trouble if you broke your promise.  You know like pictures of you
doing stuff wrong."

   "Ok like what?  Stealing money from dad's wallet or touching mom's
panties."

   "Worse."

   "Well, you can take pictures of me doing stuff with your toys."

   "How is that worse than being caught with them, they'd already know you
did stuff with the toys."

   "What about stuff with the real thing."

   "You mean like take pictures of you with a dick in your butt?"

   "Yeah, just as collateral, you know, then when I give you the toys back
you can rip up the pictures."

   "Who's dick did you expect to go in your butt?"

   "Why not yours.  You said 'sex is sex', so who cares?"

   "Well if we do this then I don't want my face in the pictures just my
dick in your ass."

   "All right," Alfy said with his cheeks flushed from excitement.  After a
pause he said, "So what do we do now?"

   Sven got up and locked the door and turned back to say, "First of all we
got to get naked.  You go ahead I'll get the camera and lube." He opened up
his closet while Alfy was taking off his clothes.  He didn't want Alfy to
see Emmy, so he quickly got the lube and took out his sex toys that Alfy
could choose from.

   Alfy, seeing the toys, said, "So that's what you keep in there.  Kirsten
thinks you hide a robot in there."

   "Kirsten's a little snoop.  Go and get on the bed." Sven placed
everything he held on the night stand and started to disrobe.  Alfy was
still in his tighty-whities and looked vulnerable and fragile in his pale
skin and flushed complexion.  This made Sven even more eager to slam his
cock into that tender little ass.  He was never attracted to any of his
family, but if a sexual opportunity presented itself, he couldn't deny what
his cock desired.

   Sven, climbed out of his boxers while Alfy stared at his slightly more
mature body.  "What are you waiting for?" Sven asked, "Get rid of that
underwear." Hesitantly, Alfy pulled the thin white material off his legs,
revealing a less mature body than Sven's.  His pubic hair was only a slight
little bush above his hard and thin four inch cock.

   Alfy was impressed with Sven's body.  He had bigger muscles and his cock
was thicker and longer, a solid 6 inches.  His pubes were darker than his
blond hair and were starting to climb higher up his abdomen in comparison
to Alfy.

   "We'll start with the toys to get you loosened up, so lay down on your
stomach but put a pillow under your crotch" Sven explained.  Alfy did as
command.  Sven climbed and knealt on the bed.  He spread Alfy's trembling
legs to get access to his little pucker.

   Alfy's asshole was completely hairless and his asshole was a tight
little pink star.  Sven figured he had some work to do before he'd be able
to fit his member.  First he lubed his finger.  When he touched Alfy he
flexed instinctively, squeezing his butt cheeks together to his Sven's
foreign hand.

   "Sorry," Alfy said starting to relax and opening his cheeks back up. 
Sven dripped a glob of lube in his buttcrack making Alfy giggle, squirm and
apologize again.  Using his index finger, Sven spread the lube down the
crack and around his asshole.  He circled the star and applied pressure. 
Even though Alfy's cheeks clamped together again, Sven was able to get his
finger in to the second knuckle.

   Alfy's cheeks remained clenched and Sven decided to slap his ass to get
him loose.  "What the hell was that for?" Alfy yelled surprised by the
slap.

   "Shut the fuck up you little shit," Sven said slapping his cheek again
harder while pushing his finger as far in as it could go drawing an "ouch"
from Alfy.  "You better get used to this," Sven demanded, "my cock is a lot
bigger than my finger."

   "I'll be alright, just not so hard."

   Sven was starting to glide his slippery finger in and out of Alfy's
tight little hole.  The grunts of pain that Alfy exuded transformed into
moans of pleasure.  Sven pulled out his finger and grabbed the anal beads,
they were 7 inches in all and grew wider the closer to the base.  The last
bead was easily the width of Sven's cock so he figured Alfy would be ready
after this.

   He lubed up the beads with Alfy turning around to see.  "This is going
to feel real good," Sven told him bringing an anxious smile to Alfy's lips.
"Lay back down." He positioned the smallest bead at Alfy's rear.  It was
thinner than a finger but still met with some resistence from the tightened
sphincter.  Pushing harder Sven got the first one through causing Alfy to
sigh from the sensation.

   The next few met with similar resistence but Sven managed to get them
in. He tugged to see how tight the embedded beads were in.  The pucker
didn't give and the anus seemed to bow with his tugs.

   Sven put some extra lube on the last two that were left.  As he shoved
the next one in Alfy cried out in pain.  "Shut up!  Just bury your head in
the pillow if you're gonna be a little girl about this." Alfy did as he was
told and Sven worked the last bead in to the sound of a painful muffled
protest.

   He was feeling proud of Alfy when he finished.  The boy took the present
pain in exchange for the pleasure to come--a valuable lesson for a sensual
life.  Alfy's head was out of the pillows and he was looking back at Sven
tugging gently on the beads.  They were connected to a ring that Sven could
twist and when he did the moving beads inside Alfy's rectum massaged his
developing prostate.

   Sven watched as Alfy moaned in pleasure in response to his
ministrations. He wanted to reward Alfy for his endurance.  "You want to
feel something really good?" Alfy just vacantly nodded in response. 
"Alright, flip over."

   Alfy complied, setting his ass over the pillow, releasing his thin pole
to the air that cooled the precum that oozed all over his cockhead.  Sven
was knealing between his legs and said, "You can't tell anyone what I'm
about to do." Alfy, with eyes glazed nodded in agreement.

   Sven leaned over and took hold of the base of Alfy's prick.  He jerked
it a couple of times squeezing the precum to the top.  He bent his head
down and with a flat tongue he took the head into his mouth.  Running his
tongue over the smooth soft head, Sven collected the precum, getting the
flavor that he recognized from tasting his own.

   With his other hand he continued to twist the beads around inside Alfy's
crowded rectum.  The moaning was magnified and Alfy took the initiative to
put a pillow over his head.  Sven was beginning to bob up and down over the
cock.

   He felt Alfy start to squirm and wanted to time it just right to
maximize the effect.  Feeling the mushroomed head engorge to an almost rock
hard state, Sven began to pull with effort on the anal beads.  The first
one released, sending Alfy bucking and writhing in pleasure.

   He began to empty his balls into Svens bobbing mouth.  The first rope
followed the first bead leaving his loins.  It splashed into the back of
Sven's throat, to which he swallowed causing the suction on Alfy's cock to
increase.

   Sven pulled the next bead out and then the next.  For each bead removed,
Alfy released a huge load of cum into Sven's mouth making him swallow it
down in turn priming Alfy for his next shot of cum.  This process lasted
through all 7 beads.  Sven finally pulled off the cock noticing a final
glob of semen drool out of Alfy's spent prick.  He leaned forward and
licked it off, leaving Alfy panting, half conscious but at least cleaned
up.

   Sven sat next to him, tapped his shoulder and asked, "You alive?"

   "That was unreal," he replied opening his eyes.  "Is it always that
good?"

   "Give or take."

   "Want to take the pictures now?  You can pump your white stuff into me
if you like."

   "It's called cum, and I plan on it," Sven said as he climbed back down
between Alfy's legs.  He took the lube and drenched his cock, giving it a
shiny coat to ease Alfy's pain.  He grabbed each of Alfy's ankles and
raised his bottom.

   Supporting Alfy with one hand Sven grabbed his dick with the other.  He
shimmied forward and positioned the head of his prick at the reddened
pucker between Alfy's cheeks.  Despite the loosening, Alfy's sphincter
contracted to resist Sven's probing tool.  Pulling Alfy's leg to position
his ass up and leaning all of his weight onto his cock pushing into Alfy's
ass, Sven pivoted back and forth and worked the head of his cock into
Alfy's anus with a "pop".

   After the head passed through the sphincter the rest gave way easily, as
though the asshole surrendered in defeat.  Sven was now able to hold both
legs up as he descended into the depths of Alfy's rectum.  The ring was
still tight around his cock, but the inside felt spacious, different from
Emmy's.

   Alfy was squeezing his eyes shut and biting on the corner of a pillow to
keep from crying out.  Sven smiled and started to pull out and as he did he
could see the grimace on Alfy's face subside.  Sven actually saw a smile
creep across the other's face when only the head of the cock was lodged in
the ass.  That smile quickly disappeared as Sven descended back in until
his balls rested in the crack of Alfy's ass.

   Getting used to the invading prick, Alfy was able to let go of the
pillow and control the moans of pleasure and pain--pain that was quickly
fading away with each thrust.  Sven continued to pound away, creating a
rhythmic slapping that he hoped wouldn't filter through his doorway.

   Alfy grabbed his reborn penis and started to fondle it as it grew to its
full size of four inches.  The angle that Sven entered Alfy's ass made the
head of his prick glide against the prostate.  With each stroke the
prostate sent tingles through Alfy's loins, bringing that growing warmth
right below his navel.

   Sven was feeling a similar feeling.  The thoughts zooming through his
head prolonged his efforts.  He thought about his escapade earlier that
week with his mother; about Kirsten and Alfy fucking like rabbits every
night; about the approaching weekend and his appointment with two escorts
at a hotel.  The flashing images became too much for him to bear and his
cock went rock hard.

   The further engorged head sliding through Alfy's rectum sent him over
the edge as well.  His prick began to erupt semen as his hand continued to
pump away along the shaft.

   Cum splashed on and in his belly simultaneously.  Sven grunted as jet
after jet spewed from his cock.  Alfy groaned as warm milky pools of spunk
collected on his chest and abdomen.  The throes of ecstacy proved too much
for Sven and, letting go of Alfy's legs, his cum-lubed cock slipped out of
that tight asshole, sliding up Alfy's perinium and coming to a stop at his
balls.

   Sighing and weezing, Sven said to Alfy, "Fuck, I forgot to snap the damn
pictures."

   The lack of collateral was disregarded and Sven let Alfy borrow his anal
beads, butt plug and vibrator under the condition that Alfy would in no way
implicate Sven as the one who gave him the toys.  After getting dressed,
Alfy quickly ran the toys across the hall to his own room to hide them.

   Sven knew that Alfy would eventually share his recent experience with
Kirsten.  He figured that they would end up providing him with much more
material to edit.  Unfortunately, he had to deal with the increased risk of
another pamily member being informed about his sexual promiscuity.  If word
reached his father, he would surely have his room searched and have his
equipment and Emmy taken away from him.

   He made a promise to himself that, no matter what, no more sexual
activity or conversations would take place with family.  He looked into the
monitor recording the activity in Alfy's room, and he saw Kirsten sucking
his thin little prick while trying to push anal beads into his ass.  "Let's
see how long this promise lasts," he murmered to himself feeling his cock
start to swell.