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Original posting date:
Thursday AM, November 26, 1998

The Box

Written by silentkiller

12-year-old Brian couldn't believe what he had just found in his parents' closet. While looking for hidden Christmas presents, he had discovered an old wooden box on a top shelf, and thinking that there might be gifts hidden inside, he had brought the box down and pried it open, dumping the contents on his parents' bed. Inside were two envelopes stuffed full to bursting and a strange white wand which Brian guessed was a vibrator.
Brian turned on the vibrator and adjusted the speed. He knew what this meant - his mom masturbated with it. The thought was a little creepy and little exciting at the same time. Brian had been masturbating since he was eight and ejaculating for about six months, so it was nice to know that someone else in the house did it. He had heard about vibrators from a few of his raunchier classmates and their older siblings, who would often call their younger brothers "dildo breath" and other typical teenage insults. Brian turned the vibrator off and looked inside the envelopes.
Both envelopes each contained about twenty or thirty Polaroids, all of his parents doing various sexual things, sometimes alone but mostly together. The first few he saw were of his dad masturbating, which again made Brian feel a slightly weird but mostly relieved. Even Dad did it! The majority of the photos showed his mother eagerly, vigorously sucking his dad's cock, and his dad was obviously the photographer. The foreground of the photo was always his dad's hairy belly, whitened by the camera's flash, leading back to the erect cock with his mother's hands and mouth all over it. A lot of pictures showed his dad's cum all over his mom's face or tits. There were several photos of his dad fucking his mom, in her ass and in her shaved pussy, and a few that showed the vibrator nestled in one hole while his dad fucked the other hole. There were even a few photos that just showed his mom masturbating with the vibrator alone on the bed.
Brian had a huge boner and decided to jack off there on his parents' bed. He stripped off his school clothes and laid back on the bed, languidly stroking his hard, four-inch penis while going through the Polaroids again. He found a few he liked and held those in front of his face while his masturbatory pace increased. One showed his father's cum dripping from his mom's lips onto her chin and breasts. She was smiling and still holding his hard cock in her hand. The second showed his dad penetrating his mom from behind while she worked the vibrator in her asshole. The third showed his mom still dressed in panties and bra, licking his dad's nuts while he jacked himself off.
It didn't take long for Brian to cum. The hot white spurts splashed across his taut belly up to his nipples. He relaxed, settling into the pillows and soft down blanket, drifting dangerously close to the dead sleep that always threatened to overtake him after he masturbated. Brian shook his head and sat up, carefully putting all the photos back in their envelopes, replacing them in the box along with the vibrator, and setting the whole thing back on the top shelf on his parents' closet. Then he wiped the fast-drying cum off his belly with his hand, licked his hand clean, and got dressed. He forgot all about his search for Christmas presents.

That night, Brian's mother, Dawn, cuddled up next to Brian's Dad, Will.
"I think Brian found our box," she said.
Will was reading a book, but he put it down and peered at his wife. "Really?"
"Yeah. Remember how we had the photos sorted? They're unsorted now."
"Hm. God. Are you sure we put them back the right way last time?"
"Yeah, we hardly ever look at the old photos anymore, only the new ones. Now they're all mixed together."
"God damn ..." Will ran his hands through his hair. "God, he's seen us naked."
"Honey, he's seen us doing everything if he's seen all of those photos!"
Will sank down into the bed, covered his face with his arm and moaned. "Oh, God, Dawn. What are we going to do?"
She nuzzled Will's neck. "I don't know, honey." She paused for a moment. "Should we do anything?"
"Well, shouldn't we?" he asked.
Dawn shrugged and kissed Will's cheek. "I don't know. Maybe we should talk to him, but only if he asks about it."
"Could you imagine him asking about it?"
"I definitely couldn't imagine bringing it up!"
They both laughed. Will sighed and said, "Well, OK. If he brings it up I'll talk to him. Or you can. But let's re-hide the box tomorrow, OK?"
Dawn responded with a warm kiss that turned into a passionate embrace, then gentle lovemaking.

The morning was busy as usual, and Brian's parents seemed to forget the previous evening's discussion. They left for work without moving the box. When Brian came home from school, he dropped his backpack in his room, took off his clothes, and went straight to his parents' room. His little penis was erect and his breathing came in short, quiet gasps as he pulled the box down and examined the photos again. His attention returned to the photo of his mother in her underwear licking his dad's nuts.
On impulse, Brian went over to the dirty clothes basket and pulled out a pair of his mom's silky underwear. He sniffed the faint, musky odor, then rubbed the soft material on his hard dick. Quickly he put the panties on. They were a bit too big for him, but when he laid facedown on the bed and rubbed his crotch against the blanket, the fabric provided a wonderful, sexy sensation which caused him to cum very quickly. He lay there in his post-orgasmic daze for just a few seconds before he realized what he had done.
Brian rolled over, sat up and yanked the panties off his legs. They were deeply stained by his semen. He tried to suck his sperm out of the material, receiving a wonderful taste of his own fluids mixed with those of his mother, but he failed to remove the stain or the wetness. He decided to bury the panties at the bottom of the clothes basket and hope that they dried out before his parents did laundry again. Then he put the pictures and vibrator back in the box, put the box back in the closet and got dressed.

Later that evening, Will was feeling a little frisky, so he brought the Polaroid into the bedroom. When Dawn saw it she was reminded of the box and Brian's discovery of it.
"Did you move the box?" she asked as she undressed for bed.
"Oh shit, I forgot," Will said, turning to see the box exactly where he had last seen it - and where Brian had placed it just that morning.
"Check it, see if he's looked in there again." Dawn, now fully nude, climbed into bed as she spoke.
Will pulled the box down and opened it. "No, I don't think he looked at it. Wait - here." Will pulled a loose snapshot out of the bottom of the box. It was the one showing Dawn in her panties and bra licking Will's scrotum.
"Aaargh," Dawn moaned, covering her eyes with both hands. "I can't believe he saw that!"
"Me neither," said Will, shaking his head. "I'm going to hide this box right now. Actually, I'm going to make some more pictures for it first!" He yanked the covers off of his wife's body and snapped a picture.
"Will!" Dawn yelped. The Polaroid whizzed and spat out a greenish square, which Will sat on the dresser.
"In a way," Will admitted as he started taking off his clothes, "I have to admit that the idea of Brian seeing these photos is kind of exciting."
"Will!" Dawn said again, this time in a more accusing tone.
"No, really. Think about it. We took some of these back when we were swingers to show to other couples. Then we took these others to trade on the Net. We did these so we could show them to others." Will was now also fully nude and sporting a large, lovely erection, nearly seven inches in length. Will kept his crotch, cock and scrotum shaved completely bare, which made his penis look a little smaller than it actually was.
"OK, I confess ... I thought about this yesterday and I really wasn't as upset as I could have been," admitted Dawn, her slim hands sliding down her torso. "I was a little bit excited."
"More than a little bit?" asked Will, holding up the camera.
Dawn spread her legs and openly fingered her cunt, shaved completely clean like her husband's crotch. She sighed and closed her eyes. "OK, a lot."
The camera flashed and whirred, and another photo slid out of the front. "Beautiful," whispered Will.
"Mmm ... I can't believe he saw these pictures ..." moaned Dawn.
"With the vibrator in your cunt."
"Yeah ... and in my ass ..."
Click-whirr. Another photo.
"Would you like him to see these photos too?"
"Yeah ... see me diddling myself ..." Dawn was gasping and writhing on the bed.
"Smile for your son," Will breathed, snapping yet another picture.
"Mmm ..." Dawn became nonverbal as she entered the early stages of orgasm. Her head snapped back and her elbows locked as her fingers churned in her hot pussy.
Will moved in for a closeup. He framed the beautiful image in his lens: two fingers of her left hand holding her fat labia open as two fingers of her right hand dipped and danced across her inner folds and hooded clit. Click-whirr. Another photo.
Will put the camera down and laid in bed next to his wife. "God, you are so beautiful," he whispered into her ear. Then he nibbled her neck and worked his way down to her breasts. Dawn's body tensed, then tightened up completely as her orgasm raced through her body.
"Awww, GOD!" Dawn cried out. Her fingers twitched in her cunt, then she sighed and collapsed. Will kissed her cheek lightly, then Dawn turned immediately and gave Will a long, deep kiss. She climbed on top of him, reached down, and roughly shoved his cock into her sopping wet cunt.
Both of them loved the feeling of their hairless genitals slipping and banging together. Dawn ground her hips down and around, rubbing her clit against Will's crotch, and pistoned up and down on her husband's sexy shaft. Will bucked his hips against his beautiful wife, feeling his orgasm build rapidly and steadily. "Gonna cum in you," he said between heavy gasps.
"Yeah, yeah," Dawn cried, again tossing her head back and closing her eyes.
Will began to spurt, shooting soft, hot globs of cum into his wife's cunt. Dawn grunted wordlessly with each spurt and clenched her cunt muscles as she felt each hot throb.
Across the hall, Brian sat awake in his room, listening carefully. A trail of semen glistened across his chest. He waited until he couldn't hear anything else from his parents' room, then he wiped up the cum with his hand and ate it. He rolled over, pulled the covers up to his head and thought about looking at the box again the next day.

When Will got up the next morning, he realized that he left the camera, the most recent photos and the box laying out on the dresser. He put the photos in the box and looked around for a place to stash it.
Dawn poked her head out from under the covers. "Hide it in another room," she suggested in a cute, sleepy voice.
"Not a bad idea," muttered Will, "but how about this?"
He put the box down, dumped the clothes out of the dirty laundry basket, placed the box in the bottom and then piled the dirty clothes back on top.
"Don't forget it's there when we do laundry again," Dawn giggled.

Brian came home from school, dumped his backpack and his clothes in his bedroom, then went into his parents' room to masturbate. His penis swelled and stood stiff as he looked up on the top shelf for the box, but he couldn't find it. He stood on the bed so he could peer into the farther corners of the closet, but he couldn't see the box. What had happened to it? His parents must have moved it. But why? Maybe they figured out he was looking at it. Brian's eyes got wide and he shivered. They would kill him if they knew. They would punish him and then kill him. Since they hadn't said anything, they must not know. OK. So they must have moved the box.
His erection wilting, Brian searched his parents' room for the box. It wasn't in the dresser. It wasn't in their bedside tables. It wasn't under the bed. It was not anywhere in the bedroom. But it must be somewhere. Brian gave up, knowing that he didn't have much time until his parents came home from work. He went to the dirty laundry basket and grabbed his mom's pair of white lace-fringed silk panties, then put them on.
The boy stood in the middle of his parents' bedroom, slowly rubbing his hard cock through the silky, smooth fabric. It felt so good. He closed his eyes and imagined his mom wearing this pair of panties; then he couldn't help but imagine his mom wearing these panties after he had ejaculated in them.
This gave Brian an idea. He took off the dirty panties and stuffed them back in the clothes basket, then opened his mom's underwear drawer and put on a pair of her clean panties. Then he laid facedown on the bed and started humping the covers, reaching under himself to fondle his crotch. He shut his eyes and fantasized about rubbing his mom's ass, and thought about the vibrator. He wanted to see his mom put it in herself, and he suddenly had the desire to put it in himself. All of these thoughts boiled in his mind and soon brought his sperm to boiling in his balls. Brian bit the covers while his penis spurted into his mom's panties. He moaned a bit, then rolled over before the post-orgasmic drowsiness hit him and pulled the panties away from his crotch. Sticky strands of cum coated the inside of his mom's panties and his own cock. He smiled and took the panties off, then folded them and replaced them in his mom's underwear drawer. Brian looked forward to seeing his mom wearing that pair of panties and thrilled to the idea of his cum rubbing against his mom's shaved pussy. He got dressed and sat in the den, watching TV, until his parents came home.

"Did he find the box?" Dawn said as the two adults got ready for bed that night.
Will rooted in the bottom of the clothes basket. "Nope, it's right here. Photos are in order. Looks like he didn't get to it, unless he put everything back exactly as I had it yesterday."
"Can I see the photos you took last night?"
Will passed the photos to his wife.
"Oooh, these are nice," she squealed. Will took off the last of his clothes and tossed his underwear at his wife's head.
"Hey, what was that for?" Dawn said, giggling.
"No reason. Get undressed for bed."
Dawn put the photos down and finished undressing. They climbed into bed together, pulled the heavy covers up to their chins, and looked at the photos from the previous evening.
"Imagine if he saw these," Dawn said.
"Imagine if he knew you were posing for him like this," Will said, smiling slyly.
Dawn purred and cuddled up against her husband. "We are so naughty," she murmured.
"No, you're the naughty one," he teased, tickling her ribs.
She squealed and started wrestling with Will. They kicked off the covers and knocked a few pillows on the floor during their tussle.
"You really scratched me up," gasped Will, out of breath. "You need to shave again."
Dawn looked down at her legs and pussy. There was a little visible stubble. "Well, so do you," she said.
"I'll do it in the shower tomorrow."
Dawn rolled off of Will and looked at him through her eyelashes. "I'm off tomorrow."
"Lucky you." He kissed her gently. "Good night."
"Good night."

The next morning, before Will went off to work, he shaved his pubic region in the shower and presented himself to his wife for inspection. Dawn rubbed her hands over the area, causing Will's penis to stir a bit.
"Silky smooth," she announced. "It meets my standards."
Will flicked his finger across his wife's mons of venus, causing her to squeak and jump. "And you're still rough as sandpaper," he chided humorously. "Better shave that thing!"
Dawn went into the bathroom and ran water in the bath. Will came in and kissed her goodbye. Brian knocked on the door soon afterwards and Dawn put on her robe before letting him in.
"Are you off work today?"
"Yes."
"I need to use the bathroom."
"I'm shaving my legs, so go right ahead. Oh, don't be shy, I've seen it before."
Brian awkwardly pushed down his underwear and peed in the toilet while his mom stood behind him. She pretended not to watch, but she did steal several glances at her boy's little tool. It was so cute, she decided.
"Will you take me to school?" Brian asked as he finished and shook himself off.
"No, you can ride the bus like everybody else."
"Please?"
"No! Now go get dressed. If you miss the bus, I'm not taking you."
Brian left the bathroom. Dawn closed the door, took off her robe and sat on the edge of the tub. She covered her legs with shaving cream and slowly scraped it all off with her razor. Then she propped herself on one corner of the tub and spread her legs wide. She covered her pussy and ass crack with shaving cream, changed the blades in her razor, and proceeded to shave herself.
She was almost finished when Brian came back into the bathroom, fully dressed for school. At first Dawn jumped and her legs reflexively started to close, but then she had a very naughty thought and left her legs wide open. She rinsed the shaving cream from her freshly shaven pussy and said, "Yes? Didn't I tell you I was shaving in here?"
Brian stared at his mother's bare cunt. He couldn't believe he was seeing it in person after seeing it in those fuzzy, poor quality Polaroids. His cock immediately stood to attention and throbbed almost painfully against his jeans.
"Uh ... I wanted to say bye." Brian managed to tear his eyes away from the beautiful sight in front of him and gazed at his shoes instead.
"OK. That's OK, honey. I'll see you when you get home."
"OK."
Dawn looked down at herself, made sure that she had rinsed herself clean of the cream, then stood up and grabbed a towel. "Well, you better hurry up or you'll miss the bus." She went to her bedroom and Brian followed her. Maybe she would put on the panties he had creamed in yesterday, he thought.
Dawn wrapped the towel around her head and opened her underwear drawer. "Are you still here? Go on to school!" she said, laughing. "You act like you've never seen your old Mom naked before."
Brian watched as she grabbed and put on the very white silk lace panties that he had ejaculated in. His breathing became shallow and forced.
"Brian, are you OK?" Dawn walked toward him, knelt down and looked into his eyes. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to tease him this way, especially after he had seen those photos!
Brian snapped out of it. "Sorry Mom. Gotta go to the bus stop. Bye." He tore himself from his mother's hands and almost ran to the front door.
Dawn stood up, then flopped belly down onto her bed. Kicking her legs in the air, she thought about what had just happened. She had mixed feelings: one second, she felt regret and fear; the next second, she felt deliciously naughty and sexy. She had to tell Will about this to see what he thought.

Of course, Brian came home before Will did. He found his mother fully dressed and working on the computer. They exchanged the usual midafternoon greetings and neither mentioned their morning encounter. Alone in his room, Brian wondered how he was going to find the box or get a pair of panties while his mother was home.
Dawn was deep in thought, not even paying attention to the computer screen in front of her. What was Brian doing right now? What was he feeling? She had a sudden thought: what if he was masturbating in his room right now?
She walked slowly and quietly down the hall to Brian's closed bedroom door. Without knocking, she quickly turned the knob and tossed the door open. Brian was sitting at his desk reading a book.
"God, Mom, knock much?"
Dawn thought fast. "Well, since you barged in on me this morning, I thought I would barge in on you."
Brian looked away, embarrassed.
"Brian, were you embarrassed by seeing me naked this morning?"
"No," he mumbled, obviously fibbing.
"Oh, honey," cooed Dawn, leaning over him and giving him a hug, "it's OK. I understand if it embarrasses you. Should I lock the door from now on?"
Brian looked up quickly. "No! I mean, no, you don't have to do that."
"So you don't mind?"
"No ... no, I don't mind."
"OK then. If you don't mind then I may ask you for help washing my back sometime." She tousled his hair, catching a glimpse of a shy grin as he turned his head away. "What do you want for dinner?"
He shrugged. "I dunno."
"Suit yourself. Your father and I will cook something amazing as soon as he gets home."

And so they did. Will and Dawn teamed up to create an amazing lemon chicken casserole which Brian really loved. After dinner, Dawn took Will into their bedroom to talk. She related the events of the day to her husband, and he sat back on the bed, considering.
"Well, I guess we have a healthy relationship with sex and nudity in this house," he said at last, grinning.
Dawn nodded. "I tried to catch him masturbating today," she said. "I don't even know if he does it at all."
Will gave his wife an odd look. "I have an idea," he said. "It's a surprise, though."
"OK," said Dawn, "I'm a little skeptical of your surprise ideas." She gave him a playful nudge.
"Oh, I think you'll like this one. Just go out on Saturday morning and come back at 1 pm. No, make that 2 pm. You'll see."
Dawn stared at her husband for a few seconds. Will shrugged, as if to say, Take it or leave it.
"OK. OK. I'll leave at noon and do some shopping. I'll have lunch with Mary. Then I'll be back around 2 pm."
"2 pm exactly."
"OK, 2 pm exactly. Whatever." She laughed.

The next morning around noon, Dawn left as planned. Will went into Brian's room without knocking and found his son laying face down underneath the covers, slowly writhing. Brian looked up when his dad entered the room but didn't turn over.
"Brian?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah." Brian turned over.
Will sat on the edge of the bed. "Son, I have to talk to you about, uh, masturbation. Do you know what that is?"
Brian blushed brightly. "Aw, Dad!" He rolled over and faced the wall away from Will. "Yeah, I know what it is!"
"OK, great. Well, uh, what do you think about it?"
"I don't know."
"Do you think it's bad or wrong?"
"No, Dad," Brian blurted in the "well, duh" tone of voice that kids perfect in their preadolescence.
"So you think it's OK?"
"I guess."
"Do you do it?"
Brian rolled over and looked at his dad. "Do you?"
Will gulped, half-shrugged, and looked away for a second. "Yeah, well, sure, uh ..." He closed his eyes, turned to face his son full-on, opened his eyes and said firmly, "Yes. Yes I do. Most men and women do."
Brian held his father's stare for a moment, then looked away.
"It's perfectly natural and normal. Your mother and I don't mind if you do it."
No response.
"Brian."
The boy turned and looked at his father sullenly.
"Were you doing it when I came in?"
"Aw, Dad ..." Brian rolled over again.
Quickly, Will snatched back the covers. Brian was completely naked beneath his blankets.
"Dad!" Brian cried, trying to hide himself.
"Brian, it's OK. Let's, uh, let's do it together."
Brian watched silently as his dad undressed, revealing his carefully shaved and fully erect penis. Will laid down in the bed next to his son.
"It's OK, Brian. Come on."
And Will started beating his meat right there in his son's bed while his naked 12-year-old son watched him do it.
Brian's dick sprouted right back into full erection. He reached down and stroked himself openly, proudly, thrilled to be doing this with his father.
The two males masturbated in silence for a few minutes. Then Will asked:
"Did you like looking at those pictures of me and your mother?"
Brian just nodded.
"Yeah, that's OK," Will murmured. "We knew you saw them. We like taking them. Did you like them?"
Brian nodded again.
A few more minutes passed while the father and son masturbated together.
"Did you like seeing your mother in the bathroom?"
Nod.
"She enjoyed, uh, letting you see her. She'll be home soon and I think that we should, uh, let her see us. OK?"
Nod.

At 2 pm, Dawn pulled in the driveway. She was very curious about the surprise. She went inside, dropped her bags, and started calling: "Will? Brian? Where are you?"
She went down the hall, peeked into the master bedroom, then walked into Brian's room.
"Oh my god!" she gasped. Her hands flew up to her mouth and fluttered there. Brian and Will were lying naked on top of the covers masturbating.
Will smiled at her. "I was giving Brian a talk about masturbation ..." He grinned sheepishly. "Surprise!"
Dawn closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. Then she opened her eyes, and Will and Brian noticed an odd gleam.
"Mind if I join you?" Dawn asked, stripping quickly.
"Scoot over, son," Will said. "In fact, trade places with me."
Brian moved over the top of Will and felt a cool thrill when his father's hard cock brushed against his asscheek. He laid down on the other side of his father and smiled as his fully nude mother laid next to him, throwing her left leg over his legs and allowing her right leg to dangle down to the floor.
"Mmm ... smells lovely in here," Dawn murmured as she dug her fingers into her labia.
"I was just going to say that," said Will.
"Can you cum yet, honey?" Dawn asked her son. Brian nodded.
"Let's try and cum together, OK Bri?" his dad proposed. Brian nodded again.
Dawn and Will pleasured themselves while they stared at their beautiful son laying between them masturbating. When Brian closed his eyes and began to twitch, Will whispered, "Are you ready, Brian?"
"Yeah," Brian managed to gasp.
"Over here," Dawn begged. "Cum on me, honey."
Brian turned to face his mom just as the first hot spurts shot out of his cock. It splashed across her hip and lower belly. Dawn cried out with pleasure as she felt the heated liquid splatter over her tingling flesh.
Will got off the bed and went around to the other side to stand next to his wife. Brian kept spurting over his mother's beautiful nude body, and soon his father was cumming too, spraying his wife's breasts and face with thick wads of semen.
"Oh ... oh ... I can't believe it ... oh ..." Dawn was nearly incoherent as she was showered with cum.
Brian closed his eyes and finished cumming. Will leaned over and kissed his wife deeply, then sat down on the floor next to the bed.
"God," said Will finally. "I can't believe it."
"Me either," said Dawn.
"Me either," said Brian. Everybody laughed.
"Bri, I think you better sleep in our bed tonight," said Will. Dawn leaned over and kissed her son, first with a motherly peck, then a long-lasting liplock, then a full and passionate tongue kiss. She embraced him, smearing all the cum all over his nude body.
"I love you, Brian, my beautiful baby boy," Dawn breathed into her son's mouth.

The end.