Damian rubbed his chin. Everything about sex seemed to be secret; why couldn’t you just fuck a bitch and be done with it? Still, Mama was talking about pussy … Shit, that was pretty weird to start with! Mama pimping pussy? He flicked a glance a Terence to tell him that he was taking over and muttered, "If it’s, like, a serious part of the deal, I figure we can do what needs doing…"
"It’s the right thing to do, anyway, Boy!" Louise admonished. "If you’d kept your activities secret until you picked one girlfriend, you wouldn’t have pissed all three of the girls you were having sex with off — and other girls might have trusted you!"
Aw SHIT! I stepped in it! "Yes, Ma’am," Damian rolled over. No sense arguing when Mama was right…
Terence grinned — he’d fucked up, too, but it hadn’t been over publicity. Watching little brother get raked over the coals for once was fun…
Mama swept her eyes to him, though, and announced, "I need YOUR agreement, too!"
"Okay, yeah, sure…" Terence sputtered.
"Okay," Mama murmured. "I’m not making any promises, but I have a line on something. I guess the second question is, do you have any problems with the idea of having sex with an older woman? Say, my age?"
Damian froze, and his eyes popped. Louise rushed to add, "No, not me!" Damian settled a bit, and Louise added, "There ARE benefits — for one thing, they know what they’re doing. For another, they’re there to have sex, not catch a husband. And, third, they’re more careful about birth control!" she raised her hands, presenting herself disparagingly, "Of course, they might be a little bit frayed around the edges…"
Terence flicked a glance at his younger brother — this was beyond him. Damian looked pensive. "So, how frayed would that be, Mama?"
"Well…" Louise pictured Beth. "I don’t really know, yet — but they are apparently seeing other boys your age…"
This all sounded almost too good to be true. Mama wasn’t a hag, after all … Shit, he’d do her, under the right circumstances… "So this is just fucking? Is there money involved?"
"Um, no," Louise replied. "No money — at least, not that I am aware of. It’s a club, sort of, for swingers. Or maybe just a small group. I don’t have everything, yet. If we join, though, it’s not just you…" Louise dropped her eyes, "It’s me, too."
"And Pa?" Terence asked, loyally.
"Um, no, Son. Your father has his own thing going, apparently. Besides, this group has a set focus." She locked eyes with Terence, "I’m afraid you’d have to keep it secret from him, too."
Terence recognized that he was suddenly holding the keys of power. "And if I didn’t?"
"Well, if you’re seriously thinking about it, then I’ll just have to forget the whole thing," Louise replied. "If you do it, I’m thinking that you are looking forward to seeing your father and I divorced, because that’s undoubtedly what would happen."
Damian favored Terence with a look of brotherly disgust, "Shut up, Dickhead! You could fuck up a wet dream!"
Terence opened his mouth for retort, but Louise stepped in, "Boys! Stop it!" Turning to Terence, she added, "Are we done, here?"
"What?"
"If you are hot to tell your father, this is a dead issue," Louise clarified.
"Uh, sorry — got carried away," Terence mumbled.
"This family is already in tatters — it won’t take much," Louise continued to press. "Your father is dating some woman at work — or at least fucking her. I’m looking the other way for everyone’s sake, but if you want to pick between us…"
"Okay, okay, forget it! I was wrong! Sorry!" Terence apologized. "I want in this thing — really! It sounds great!"
"And you don’t mind if I…" Louise pressed.
"No, no, it’s cool," Terence waved it off. "If Pa’s playing, you can, too…"
"Well, don’t ever confront him about it," Louise warned. "He’ll have to come out into the open about it — and that would screw things up. Okay?"
"Yeah, I get it," Terence nodded.
Louise swept her eyes to her younger son, "And you?"
"I’m good with both sides," Damian replied. Maybe he’d get to watch Mama fuck some dude — that’d be hot … Mama could be lying about Pa — but she probably wasn’t, even if she thought she was. Besides, he knew which side his bread was buttered on… "Can you tell us anything else?"
"I’m still … negotiating…" Louise replied. "This is all very hush-hush. Um, if it goes through, you’ll probably see some of your school friends … It’s them and their mothers. They’re … swapping. There’s no incest — this is sort of to avoid it. Basically, you can have sex with anyone else in the group’s mother — at least, theoretically. I don’t know what limitations have been set…"
The boys shared a glance. "Dudes from school? And their mothers? SWEET!" Damian enthused. Some of the dudes at school had HOT moms! "Anything else?"
"Well, I only really have one contact — and she’s white…" Damian rocked back in his bed and shared a surprised glance with his brother, so Louise queried, "Is that okay?"
Damian recovered himself. "Yeah, that’s fine, Mama…" Inside, he was crowing, WHITE BITCHES! Half of the porn fantasies he and his brother downloaded from the Net were of some white bitch taking black cock … You saw some serious black ho’s, too, but white ho’s seemed to appeal to everybody. Now they could connect that shit to REAL PUSSY! How cool was THAT?
"So I should go on with this thing, right?" Louise confirmed. Both boys nodded. Louise got up to leave, "Okay. Not a word to anybody, now — this thing is serious from a couple of different perspectives — for instance, you two are both under eighteen — and so are the other boys in the group, apparently. I don’t have to tell you the kind of wild publicity doing things with partners who are under age gets you! You don’t want to have to come visit me in jail, do you?"
"No, Mama!" Terence answered for the pair.
"Well, remember that when the time comes. Only people IN the group can know what happens there! People OUTSIDE the group can get us ALL arrested!" Louise cautioned. Terence nodded, wide-eyed; Louise glanced at Damian, who nodded warily. He got it. "Okay, I’ll leave you two to yourselves, then…" Louise backed out, closing the door.
"Fuck, Bro! That’s shit hot!" Terence enthused.
"Sure as fuck is!" Damian agreed. "Awright, your turn, Man! Turn the video back on! I wanna watch that while I get mine! Maybe we’ll get one like that!"
"Aw, goddammit!" Terence complained.
"Let’s go, Man — you’re up! Or don’t expect any more from me!" Damian warned.
"Awright. Lemme get the video…" Terence maximized Media Player and kicked off the video of a big bubble-butt white bitch taking two cocks.
Damian flipped back the sheet and parked his ass on the edge of the bed, exposing his erection. Terence walked over and dropped to his knees, admonishing, "Two minutes, Man — then I get mine again…"
"Yeah, yeah," Damian pulled his brother’s head to him, "Suck!"
Terence wrapped his thick lips around his brother’s throbbing seven inches. THIS was a secret that he CERTAINLY didn’t want to get out! It had taken Damian a month to get him to think about it and another month and breaking down and going first before he got him to DO it, but having your cock sucked beat jacking off, and as long as they were fair and even about it, everything was cool … They’d been taking care of each other’s action that way for about six months — more or less since pussy had superseded jacking off for both of them, then been jerked away when they fucked up; a replacement had been required, and that one (and one other that they hadn’t gotten up the nerve for) had been suggested by a bisexual flick they’d downloaded. They’d taken in a few gay flicks since — and they could be exciting — but pussy was the thing, and blowjobs ran a close second. Mama would probably shit a brick — and Pa … Terence didn’t want to think about it. But sucking dick hadn’t killed either of them, and being on the receiving end was sure fucking great … And it wasn’t as if they got horny looking at cocks in the boy’s showers, or anything — well, maybe once or twice, mildly … Terence skinned back Damian’s foreskin and tongued the underside of his mushroom cock head, bringing excited groans from Little Brother…