Coupons Ch. 01

Coupons

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The Coupons are Given

I knew from a young age that my family was different, but it wasn’t until my eighteenth birthday that I learned why. It’s not that I grew up with people staring at us or feeling awkward about my place in the family. No, none of that. I recognized the difference by studying how my friends were treated by their family members versus how I was treated by mine. I always knew that my parents were a bit more affectionate toward us and I was always fine with it.

I wasn’t ever suspicious of anything until after my older sister, Courtney turned eighteen. Her demeanor changed a bit. From someone on the outside looking in, you would think she recently was cured of chronic depression by the way her mood changed. I just saw happier than I ever had before. It started right about the time of her eighteenth birthday. Everything was secretive around the house for a couple weeks, but then returned to normal.

I’m now acutely aware of the different values my family holds compared to those of my friends.

***

On my eighteenth birthday, my mother woke me from my sleep.

“Good morning, Simon,” she said, gently shaking me awake.

I rubbed my eyes until the light stopped hurting them.

“Morning, Mom. What time is it?”

“It’s a little after nine. Time to get up! We have a big day ahead of us!” she reminded me.

I was aware what day it was and very much aware that I wasn’t going to celebrate the average man’s eighteenth birthday.

“Right, okay, well give me a few and I’ll be up and out of my room.”

“I have breakfast ready for you, so don’t take too much time,” Mom said as she walked out.

I awoke and after a moment, I became anxious. I had thoughts about what I might learn that day, but the thing that excited me the most was the absolute uncertainty of the day. I felt like every step I would take that day would change my life. The intensity of that feeling was exciting. Turning the corner could reveal some earth-shattering new bit of information I was destined to know.

I wanted to be as clear headed as I could so when I got into the shower, I took a piss as per my usual routine and stared at the shower.

Should probably clean up real quick and maybe rub one out for clarity.

I did exactly that. I rinsed, shampooed, and rinsed again while thinking of my favorite porn star. When I was done, my dick was as hard as I needed it to be and I jerked it. Mom told me to be quick and with the right vision of my porn queen on her knees in front of me, I was able to spray the side wall of the shower with cum.

I rinsed it off, got dressed and strolled out to the kitchen with the sense of calmness my orgasm afforded me.

“Where’s Courtney?” I asked.

“Remember? She spent the night at her friends’ house,” my dad said.

“Right. Sorry, I’m a mess this morning.”

Both my parents looked at me at the same time, and both looked at each other immediately after. It was a suspicious glance they shared between them. I dismissed it but kept that single act in the back of my mind as a potential clue in case I had to figure everything out on my own.

“We understand you’re suspicious of what today may bring. You have every right to be. We have a lot to tell you about today, but you have to understand, there’s reasons we hid things from you and there’s reasons we had to wait,” Mom said.

“I know something is different about us,” I responded, “and I don’t know what it is, but based on what I have seen since Courtney turned eighteen, I don’t think I should be worried about anything. Just… excited?” I said, questioning what was about to happen.

“Your feelings now are valid and warranted,” Dad said, “but we’ll explore the details together and take our time doing it, okay?”

“Absolutely.” I said, ensuring they knew I was all in on whatever it was.

Mom placed my plate of food in front of me and handed me the utensils.

“Honey, we have a lot to tell you so please eat slowly as we talk, alright?”

“Mom, I’ve been waiting to know what’s going on for a long time so please understand that I’ve imagined a thousand scenarios surrounding the mystery I’ve had to live in and none of them end with me angry or upset. Well, none that I recall anyway.”

I took a couple bites of my meal when Mom sat down across the table from me. She looked at Dad and then back at me before she cleared her throat and began to speak.

“Simon, by now you’ve come to understand the way society prefers certain things. Collectively, they have deemed that certain things should be a certain way. You’ve probably also come to know that not everyone agrees with society’s rules. Well, your father and I are two of them.”

I continued eating breakfast, unsure of what she was talking about. I nodded only to assure them that I was listening.

“We’ve not been a religious family, but you remember when we taught you the bible, correct?” Mom asked.

“Yes, I remember a lot about it,” I said.

“Well, in the beginning,” Mom said, chuckling at the coincidence of her words, “it said God created the heavens and the earth. He also created Adam and Eve. They, according to that book, were the first humans on the planet, correct?”

I nodded in agreement. I tried not to have a preconceived notion about what was going to take place that day to ensure I wasn’t let down. Mom’s little speech was not unraveling a damn thing that I could tell. I let her continue, though.

“Well, it goes on to describe how humans flourished but it never described how Adam and Eve’s children produced more children without other humans to contribute, yeah?”

I stopped eating as I contemplated the words she was saying.

“Well, it would stand to reason that the human race was started because brothers and sisters lay with each other to continue to proliferate the human existence on this planet.”

I would say I started putting the pieces together at that point, but I found myself automatically dismissing the possibilities that entered my head.

“I’ll come straight to the point. They did that for the proliferation of the species, your father and I did it for love.”

I would have choked on my food had I been eating any at that moment. My eyes opened wide, but my mouth remained shut. It was an automatic expression, but I tamed it as best I could. I was certain I knew what they were about to tell me. I put my utensils on my plate and sat back in my chair. They had my full attention. I didn’t care about food any longer.

“Judging by your expression, it seems you put two and two together,” Dad said.

“So, you’re siblings?” I asked calmly.

“Yes,” Mom said, “we are. That’s not what today is about, though. I mean, it is, but setting you up with your sister is not the goal for today or ever. My point is that we came together as a result of a family tradition that we now offer to you. Just like Adam and Eve, though, you have free will and can choose not to participate.”

“What is the tradition?” I asked.

“It’s a game, actually,” Mom said.

A game?” I asked.

“Here’s the rules.” Mom started, “Every Christmas starting at adulthood, we offer the children of the house several coupons. These coupons are good for an intimate encounter with anyone who lives in the house. No guests. You must hand the coupon to the person you want to have sex with, and they either agree or pass on the request. They are not obligated. If they pass, you retain the coupon for another time.”

“Mom. This is a lot to take in all at once.”

“I know, honey. But I’m not done.”

“Dad, you gave this speech to Courtney on her birthday?” I asked.

“I did. It seems to be accepted better when it comes from the parent of the opposite gender,” he said.

“Your father and I were a part of this same scenario years ago and your sister has been a part of it for three years. I won’t tell you her reaction to her hearing what you’re hearing now, but I suppose you can discern that she took it well enough that she still lives here,” Mom said.

“If she still wants to live here, being twenty-one years old, how bad could it possibly be?” I asked without expecting an answer.

“Exactly!” Dad said.

“So, to be sure about what I’m hearing, I take one of these coupons and I present it to someone here and if they accept, I get to do whatever I want? If not, then I take the coupon back and either hope they just weren’t in the mood or just present it to someone else?”

“That’s the gist of it, yes,” Dad said.

“So, to be absolutely clear, I can have sex with Courtney or Mom at my own request, if they accept?” I asked, ensuring I was certain of what I heard.

I was trying to be mature about it considering the possibility that I would have sex with either of them never entered my mind until that day. I always thought Mom was attractive but never to that degree. She was my mom! The information I was hearing that morning was quickly changing that notion.

On the other hand, having sex with Courtney was also not a possibility in my mind up until then but for an entirely different reason. I thought she was attractive as well, but I always thought I would never treat her more than my best friend as well as my sister. The best friend part would come later, I always guessed. She was still my sister.

A world of new opportunities opened up just then.

“There’s a little more to it than that. This conversation we’re having now is our permission for you to have sex with Courtney, provided she agrees. The coupons are just a game that we always found fun to play. Like we said, it’s a family tradition that dates back before your dad and I were ideas,” Mom said.

“So, sex any time but the game is kind of like… creating fun little adventures in the house for us to enjoy?” I asked.

“Yes, for example, if we’re having dinner and you take notice of Courtney, you can give her the ticket then and, if she wants to, you can take her right here at this table,” Mom told me.

Dad looked at his watch.

“Babe, remember, I need to go to the office for a little while this morning, but it won’t be long. I’m going to pick Courtney up on my way home.”

Dad gave mom a kiss and messed up my hair as he walked past me.