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Story title : Gagnon Story

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Gagnon Story (Mm, inc, mf, inc, orgy)
By YoungFox (yngfox@aol.com)
(c) Sept. 1999

***

Alois sipped his wine and watched with some amusement 
as his father sucked a young boy's cock. The boy sat 
on the table with his legs open, and Francois cupped 
his balls with his left hand, one finger of which was 
inserted in the boy's anus. Alois remembered how 
Francois explained that by wiggling the finger in a 
boy's bottom, you could speed up his ejaculation.

Apparently Alois' father was very thirsty because 
this was the third prick he'd feasted on since they 
got to the Club, and papa's finger was still quite 
busy.

A boy a bit older than Alois came to their table. He 
was naked save for a pink ribbon tied over his nuts 
that did little to conceal his half-erection. The 
balls were spilling out on either side of the satin 
band. "May I offer you my asshole, sir?" the boy 
asked Alois. Alois smiled and said, "To fuck or to 
eat?" His accent was obvious. 

"Oh, whichever sir," the young man said, his pretty 
blue eyes sparkled. Alois noticed the boy wore 
lipstick and mascara and had his nipples rouged and 
pasted with something that made them erect. 

Alois decided it was now or never. Up to this point 
Alois had virtually no homosexual experience, just a 
couple of blow jobs given and taken with his Parisian 
cousins, and one memorable penetration. Recalling how 
tight the other boy's asshole had been on that 
occasion, Alois swallowed his misgivings and said to 
the entertainer, "I do believe so. Why not bend over 
this table?"

"Yes sir."

Alois stood and undid his belt, letting his pants 
drop. He had no shame about being nude in public, 
being a naturist at home. The club boy giggled 
happily when he saw Alois' erection. Little could he 
have expected something so grand!


***


Francois Gagnon headed the French legal delegation to 
the UN's Committee on International Economic 
Cooperation. 

Posted to New York, rather than the expected Geneva, 
Francois decided it would be ideal to bring his 
children Alois and Marie Suzette along. They could 
practice their English and see the wonderful city. 
Yvette, his wife, had no interest in going, 
preferring instead an extended vacation in Paris with 
her sister's family.

Alois and Marie Suzette were incestuous lovers and 
quite open about it within the family. Both parents 
had no problem with this bohemian lifestyle, and the 
children happily engaged in sex with their parents as 
well when the occasion warranted it. Francois had 
heard Americans were open-minded about many things 
but quite retrograde in their attitudes toward sex, 
so he had the children pose as his son and son's 
girlfriend. They were of approximately the right age 
to pass for that, and people would be far less 
scandalized at the idea of a teenage girl having sex 
with a boyfriend than if they knew the two were 
sister and brother.

Alois was a boy of fine physique and very handsome. 
He had dark hair and brown eyes and a smooth swimmers 
body with a powerful chest and strong upper arms like 
his father. He easily passed for 18 or 19, despite 
his lack of facial hair (he hardly needed to shave 
once a week). Francois took his son to a Chinese 
tailor and bought fine silk suits and an assortment 
of gentlemen's chapeaux. 

With Marie, Francois struggled to find a middle 
ground. On the one hand she was unmistakably young, 
just turned 13. Her face was that of a precious 
child, and for this he had the housekeeper help teach 
her all about makeup. Her body, on the other hand, 
was budding perfectly into that of a young woman. She 
had breasts noticeably larger than most girls that 
age, and they were truly exquisite--fair, almost 
translucent, soft and round. Her nipples were 
practically always erect, and usually remained so 
even on those rare occasions when she was not 
sexually aroused. Marie Suzette's hips had not kept 
pace with her bosom, but her thighs were plump , 
lending credence to her absolutely exceptional 
behind. The little girl was the lucky inheritor of 
her mother's genetic line. Francois wanted to have 
Marie show her youth while basking in her sexual 
maturity.

So Francois took his daughter to one of the finest 
shops of Fifth Avenue, one that was very discreet, 
and bought his girl a wardrobe of expensive and 
stylish clothes that accentuated what she had and 
concealed what she lacked. Now, just as Alois passed 
for someone older, so Marie Suzette now might be 
thought sixteen or so.

Of course, at home, when they were casual, especially 
when they lounged around naked playing sex games, 
their youth and vitality were unadorned. So too when 
they went out "clubbing" where the exhibitionism of 
youth was encouraged. Francois always checked for the 
security of the clubs his children so loved, making 
sure there were no police. The last thing he needed 
was a scandal.

Francois had clubs of his own he attended. His law 
firm had maintained a membership in a club back home 
that catered to men with "special needs", and there 
were affiliates in New York City that welcomed him 
without charge as reciprocity. While in France he 
only went to his club weekly but in New York, without 
his wife, he indulged his passion three or four 
nights a week. He found the more he went, the more he 
wanted.


"Cheeky little bastard," a man at the next table 
muttered. Francois turned his head to see what was 
up. He recognized the fellow from the newspapers, an 
industrialist of some sort. Overweight, florid from 
drink, a huge cigar smoldering in the ashtray next to 
his cocktail. Clasped to the big swell of his belly 
was a naked young boy, who could not possibly be more 
than eight or nine, and the little fellow was rubbing 
his face on the man's breast, through his shirt. "I'm 
sorry sir?" the boy apologized not knowing for what.

"Your little ass," the man explained almost angrily.

"Yes?"

"Well, it's giving me another erection, boy! Do you 
realize how long it's been since I've had a proper 
erection?"

"No, sir. You are married I fear, yes?"

"Yes, damn women. Here, child, let us retire to a 
room." So saying the man stood, his pants tented, and 
took the boy by the wrist and led him to a private 
room. Alois and Francois looked at the cute little 
butt, so pink and round.

"I hope he's not endowed like you," Francois told his 
son. 

"Yes, papa. I think it would kill the boy."

Alois was beginning to relax on his first visit to an 
"All Gentlemen's Club."

He could still feel the heat of the entertainer's 
delectably tight young ass. Alois had surprised 
himself by the almost immediate passion he had 
developed for the boy. The concupiscent complexity of 
feelings had overwhelmed him, making him spill hugely 
and deeply. 


"How did you like it?" Marie Suzette asked her 
brother as they got ready for bed.

It was past midnight and Marie's eyes were dark. 
She'd been out "clubbing" herself with a man called 
O'Toole. He was a wild and imaginative lover who 
basked in Marie's youth, insisting she go unadorned 
to show off her illegal sexuality. She'd enjoyed 
several partners in the preceding hours. Of course, 
that made her hornier than ever. 

Alois sat on the bed removing his shoes and looked up 
to his sister who stood topless at the dressing table 
holding her breasts up for his perusal. He smiled. 
They were lovely. 

"I fucked a boy up the ass," Alois said. He stood and 
undid his pants, letting them fall, then picking them 
up and folding them and putting them on a chair.

"Oh Alois!" Marie gushed, "That's wonderful, 
wonderful! Did you like it? Did you cum hard?"

"Yes, it was very good. I was surprised at how good. 
The boy was a bit older than me, three years older 
maybe. He was almost like a girl, his bottom plump, 
you know?"

"Yes, yes, tell me all about it!" Marie was 
enthusiastic, for she had long wanted her brother to 
start experimenting with other boys. So saying Marie 
stepped out of her stained and terribly wet panties. 
There must have been a cup worth of semen in their 
crotch. Alois' eyes alighted on her hairless pussy, 
so maddeningly beautiful. 

"It was so strange, Marie," Alois said with deep 
reflection. "You know how reserved papa can be? Well, 
at the Club he was so different. He seemed younger, 
more daring. He laughed easily, even told ribald 
jokes. He was so charming with the other guests."

"Papa is a very charming man," Marie Suzette pointed 
out.

"Yes, yes, but...well, he was just so different."

Marie wanted to know more about Alois' experience. 
"What was the boy like, the one you fucked? Did you 
just fuck one?"

"Oh no, two. That boy and an older man. They call 
them entertainers. And I tried to suck one but I 
couldn't get him to cum somehow, I guess I'm no good 
at that." Alois smiled despite the embarrassment of 
that last statement. He stood up, now regally nude, 
his penis thick and heavy against his thigh. 

"Come here, Marie, kiss me, I want you," he said. 
Marie was resplendent with her high soft breasts and 
her narrow waist. Her knees had lost their knobbiness 
as she'd gotten taller. Brother and sister melted 
into each other's arms kissing deeply. The fragrance 
of Marie's hair excited Alois and his penis stirred. 

They got in bed and pulled the covers and turned out 
the light. Then Marie said, "Wait! I forgot to put 
out my cigarette!" She got out of bed and her eyes 
found the glowing ember in the dark and she went over 
and stubbed it out.
Back in bed they cuddled and kissed and she said 
"Alois I'm not going to fuck you until you tell me 
all about it, everything. This is so wonderful! I'm 
so proud of you!"

"Okay, okay, Marie," Alois relented, preparing to 
tell the whole story.

***

"It's called Dante's," Alois began, kissing his 
sister lovingly, stroking her hair. He turned to lie 
facing her, his thickening member warm against her 
slender thigh. "Papa showed the doorman a card and we 
went in. It was dark in the foyer and a young woman 
took our coats and hats. That was the only woman I 
saw there."

Marie put a small hand to Alois' muscled chest, 
clasping a nipple between her second and third 
fingers. "Yes? Go on."

"We were shown to a table and papa ordered us drinks, 
which were served by a naked boy younger than me. 
Almost all the staff and entertainers are young, 
Marie. I asked Papa about that and he said most of 
the guests want youth, but there were a few men in 
their late teens or in their twenties. There was 
recorded music and the air was redolent with the 
smell of flowers. It was a very nice place. Quite 
Georgian, I believe the term is. Ornate, fleur de 
lis, that sort of thing, but definitely British in 
decor."

"I want to know about the fucking," Marie insisted, 
her little cunt churning with excitement.

"All in due time, sister. You asked me to tell you 
all about it, so let me tell it.

"Anyway, papa flagged over a waiter and said 'Fetch 
us two boys with erections, about twelve.' I couldn't 
help but smile when papa said that. It was obvious he 
has very definite tastes." Alois chuckled in the 
dark, one strong hand gripping Marie's buttocks. 

"So the boys came and we sucked them. Papa was very 
ingenious and made his boy cum almost immediately, 
wiggling a finger in the boy's bottom. I tried as 
hard as I could but for some reason my boy couldn't 
cum. His penis was small and wrinkly and more like my 
little finger crooked than a real penis, I think. But 
his testicles were so perfect, Marie, you should have 
seen them. Like little candies. I will never forget 
how they smelled when I sniffed them. I even licked 
his hole!"

Marie shivered when Alois told her that. She rubbed 
her head against his arm, snuggling under his pit, 
nibbling the side of his chest. 

Alois said, "My cock is completely hard now, Marie, 
do you want to fuck?"

"No, not yet. Tell me more."

"All right. Papa ordered I think five boys, almost 
one after the other. He just sucked and sucked. The 
younger they were the better, it seemed. He made them 
all cum. 

"Then an entertainer came over and offered me his 
anus, to suck or perforate as I chose. I decided to 
get it over with. I must admit, Marie, I felt of two 
minds. On the one hand I was eager to dispense my 
sperm, but on the other I felt it more appropriate to 
seek out a girl for this use, you understand?"

"I know," Marie consoled her brother.

"Anyhow, I mounted him, with him over the table. His 
bottom was round like a girl's, and he wore lipstick 
and mascara. I think he was gay probably. I could see 
spots of sperm on his anus and for the first time I 
really looked at a man's rectum. It was like a girl's 
I suppose, but a bit hairy, and this one had a small 
protuberance on the left lower quarter of his bud, 
very small. The tip of that was shiny and whitish, 
and I wonder now if it might have been what they call 
an anal wart?"

Marie thought about it, trying to remember health 
class. She finally said, "I don't know, Alois. I 
don't think I ever saw one of those. But you fucked 
him, right?"

"Oh, yes! Most definitely. When he saw my cock he 
smiled so happily. He acted like I was some kind of 
god or something. I have to admit I haven't felt such 
power coursing through my veins since that night with 
the witch Nonette. 

Anyway, I greased him up with the compound that they 
have on each table, and forced my penis into him, and 
to my pleasure I was able to go in all the way on the 
very first thrust. Papa watched me and gave me 
encouragement. He said 'Do not be gentle, Alois, 
these entertainers are men, hard stuff, not like 
those girls you use. Fuck him.' I did just that. The 
entertainer asked me how large I was and I could not 
remember how to convert metric to British measures, 
and papa told him 'Eleven inches, and nearly eight in 
circumference.' 

I was grateful for papa doing that because at that 
point mathematics was beyond me. The heat, the fit of 
that entertainer's bottom was truly more than I ever 
expected. I came so hard in him I almost collapsed.

Marie was so excited she was chewing on Alois' 
underarm hair, and her body shook with orgasm. She 
actually pulled out one of his hairs with her teeth, 
causing Alois to convulse in mild pain and squeeze 
her head with his hard bicep. 

"Marie!" he barked, "Oh God!" and he pulled her face 
to his and kissed her, licking her nose, her eyelids. 
"I want to put it in you, please!" he begged.

"Soon, Alois, soon, but tell me the story," Marie 
Suzette insisted.

"Papa said 'When you finish with one you send him 
away. No cozening and girlish twaddle, you have your 
cum and get the boy out of your sight and then take 
another. That's the mark of a true man.' So I bade 
the fellow leave. 

Actually, I was rather smitten by him, if you can 
understand. It's hard to explain. But yes, I sent him 
away. Papa of course kept ordering one boy after 
another. I was amazed at how much sperm he drank, and 
the more he had the more he wanted. He was like a 
hungry bear. Finally I asked 'Papa, aren't you going 
to fuck someone?' and he said 'I've been waiting for 
you to ask, Alois. Yes, now let's go to a room 
together and have some real fun!'

"And so papa and I collected our clothes and drinks 
and went to a room called a 'semi'. That means 
semiprivate. Many of the guests like a cross between 
the open groping of the salon and the quiet of a 
private room. There were three other guests there and 
six boys, ranging in age from about eight or nine to 
sixteen. The guests were like us, well dressed, 
refined. Papa pointed out to me the Swazi Ambassador 
to the UN, whose cock is bigger than mine. He was 
fucking one of the older boys.

I took a very pretty Negro boy who was a little 
younger than me, and I sucked his cock. It was uncut 
and rather smelly, but he had the most delightful 
buttocks, so dark they were purple, and smooth as a 
juniper jelly. His anus was almost white. When he 
spurted in my mouth I was taken by surprise. I 
swallowed it, and it was sweet. Not sweet in some 
euphemistic sense, Marie, I mean actually sweet. I 
understood what men mean when they talk about 'the 
nectar of the gods'. I sucked the boy again. Funny, 
he never said a word the whole time.

"Papa meanwhile was kissing a little boy and stroking 
his long hair, making love to him in a very 
passionate way. He looked North African, Berber. Blue 
eyes, dark skin. 'Come watch,' papa said and I got on 
the floor to see better, while the boy sat on his 
penis. I had never before seen a cock go into a male 
anus at that angle, and I believe the child must have 
done this a lot before because his aperture opened 
easily while papa slid his manhood into him. 

The little fellow was stretched open so widely I 
could not believe it did not hurt and yet it must not 
have, because he was whimpering and licking our 
father's chest and terribly excited. When papa came 
it was very intense and the sperm bubbled out the 
hole, unable to be contained. He was sunk all the way 
to his balls in the boy. Papa swung him around so he 
was facing me and his penis was maybe only an inch 
long and hard as a little bean. I flicked my finger 
over it and the boy whispered something and then 
there was a little slickness on the tip of it. I 
think he came."

"Oh my God Alois!" Marie groaned, and she had three 
fingers inside herself now.

 "This is so hot!"

"There's more," Alois cautioned. "You wanted to hear 
it all, yes?"

"Yes!"

"I put my cock in the boy's mouth!" Alois told her, 
as the same time he inserted his middle finger in 
Marie's womb. 

"You didn't! You did! Oh, Alois, I am so happy for 
you!" Marie had hardly dared hope for this. Though 
more than two years younger than her brother, Marie 
Suzette Gagnon was really the sexual dynamo of the 
family, far more open minded than her brother, and 
she desperately wanted to guide him to a carefree 
life of unbridled bi-sexual promiscuity. Slowly her 
dream was being realized, thanks tonight to her 
father's taking him to a men's Club. It made Marie's 
little pussy quiver to hear her brother confess to 
initiating a sex act on the one inch penis of a seven 
or eight year old foreign boy. 

They snuggled and kissed. Alois' member was insistent 
against her cunt and she let him push it in. Her 
eyeballs trembled in the dark as he entered her 
wetness. "You fucked another man though?" Marie 
wanted to hear.

"Yes, I 'ordered', and how funny that sounds, it's 
like calling for a pizza or something, I ordered a 
man. I said to the server, 'Nineteen, white, eight 
inches.' Papa smiled at me like I was a professional. 
In a trice there was a man there, just what I'd 
ordered. His cock was hard. I told him to prepare for 
an anal penetration and he just pulled open his ass. 
It was almost funny, Marie. I fucked him and came."

"Did you do it standing?" Marie pestered.

"Yes, why did you ask?"

"I always think of men doing it standing, I don't 
know why."

"Well, that's what happened. I spent pretty hard 
too."

Now Alois concentrated on his little sister. Her cunt 
was like slimy warm rubber bands around his throbbing 
hardness.

Alois fucked her slowly and with intense devotion. 
His open palm lay on her pubis, feeling his hardness 
through her tummy. He continued the story: "So at 
last papa was tired, and we decided to leave. On the 
way out the girl gave us back our coats and hats and 
we gave her a large tip. One hundred dollars. Papa 
explained that all tips were divided among the 
entertainers after the clients left, the girl at the 
coat stand only got a dollar. So I gave her a ten-
dollar bill myself. She was very pleased by that. 

"Then we stood at the door for the cab. Apparently 
there is one cab company for that place. You wait a 
bit but there is no judgment, you know?"

"I want to ride you, big brother," Marie told Alois.

"Yes, do," Alois sighed.

He lay flat on his back and Marie straddled his 
broadening hips, his massive erection two thirds of 
the way inside her stretched young pussy as she rose 
up to peck his nose and lick his eyelashes. "Like a 
pony," he moaned.

"You're the pony," she corrected. 

Alois lay dreamy and content. "That boy with the 
mascara," she went on, "Was he gay really?"

"I think he must have been," Alois said.

Marie was not so sure. She was very skeptical about 
male homosexuality. In her opinion, men were by 
nature bi-sexual, and homosexuality was primarily a 
feminine thing. But then again, maybe it existed. 
What did she know, she admitted to herself, for she 
was only a girl. 

Nasty Alois, she thought, he is doing that thing to 
me! Indeed, her brother was doing the one thing her 
little body could not take without going into 
continuous convulsions: he was licking and chewing on 
her throat as she stretched out over him trying to 
form wings like an angel and envelope his adolescent 
manhood. Funny how of all the sex parts of her 
oversexed body, this non-sexual neck of hers was the 
most sensitive of all. 

Each loving nibble rocked her, knocked the wind out 
of her. Then he lifted her up with his powerful arms 
and made her swelling bosoms depend over his mouth. 
Rocking her about as surely as a mariner steers a 
sailboat, Alois made both nipples conjoin between his 
teeth, and pulled them taut. With all eleven inches 
of his prick in her, she felt his upward thrusts. Her 
whole body was stretch like a bow.

Now it happened to her, what had happened to Alois 
once. Yes, a year ago in the village, when Alois and 
Beatrice and Francine had gone out clubbing. That 
night the three of them had met the ancient witch 
Nonette, who took Alois into her womb and was 
galvanized back into youth. Hundreds upon hundreds of 
years old she had been, ancient, haggard, and 
wizened.

And when Alois and Nonette coupled the world had 
stopped in its orbit and a cascade of light had 
descended upon them. Now in this New York condo, 
brother and sister fucking and in love, the light 
shone down on them again. Alois opened his sleepy 
loving eyes and beheld his sister's radiance, 
emanating an electrical effulgence. 

"Please put your semen in me," Marie Suzette begged 
him.

"Yes."

He reached up and took her shoulders and pulled her 
down again, and bit her throat. He bled his sperm 
into her. 

"Oh my God Alois, you're like a vampire!" Marie cried 
out melting. 

"Succulent."

"Yes, fuck me."

"The blood is the life!" Alois laughed, as Marie's 
left hand squeezed his balls, feeling them contract.

His ejaculation was of a strength hitherto unknown to 
either of them. 

***

In the morning Marie would awake and actually find 
pooled blood on the sheet. She was not having her 
period, as she always took her pills and skipped them 
anyway. There was nothing wrong with her vagina. She 
lifted Alois' penis while he slept and with the 
utmost gentleness opened his urethra. A tiny blister. 
He had actually burst a cell from the intensity of 
his ejaculation. Poor boy. Oh, dear sweet brother!

Marie curled up under the blanket with her hair 
wrapped around her brother's penis. Soon enough he 
would wake. 

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