Two Families

“I wanna do the nudist thing too, mom.”

“That’s fine, Molly. Same rules.”

A glance to my side showed her face, disappointed that she got such a mild response from me and none from her brother stuffing his face with sugar-frosted fruit bombs gaping at his sister’s cute butt.

I put a plate in the dishwasher, that t-shirt riding up. I could see them reflected in the gleaming stainless-steel bowl on the counter. Jessie stared, alerting his sister, whose eyes went wide, and her mouth fell open at the sight. Jessie giggled. Molly blushed and glared at her brother.

Everybody went to school and work. I get home from work before school gets out. Jessie and Earl tumbled through the door, grabbed my offered snack, and headed to Jessie’s room to kill aliens. Earl is his best friend, another twin, his sister Ella, is Molly’s bud.

A few minutes later I heard a noise. I went upstairs to the kids wing. There’s a utility closet between their rooms. It holds the air handler. Something was rattling. I opened the door. The Filter had fallen off.

As I put it on, I noticed the two vents, grills. One leading to each of the kid’s rooms. Return air, I guess. I could see Earl and Jessie sitting on his bed, game controllers in hand.

“You’re what?” Earl asked.

Jessie, matter of fact. “I’m a nudist. Started doing it last week.”

“Like all over your house?”

“No. Mom won’t let me. Just my room.”

“So why you got clothes on now?”

“Because mom explained that not everybody likes to have nude people around. You’re supposed to ask.”

Earl turns to look at his friend. “You didn’t ask me.”

Jessie smiles. “I thought you’d think I was weird.”

Earl banged shoulders with his best friend. “I do. But you’re still my best friend.”

Jessie, tentative. “So, do you mind?”

Earl. “No, man. Get comfortable.”

I flashed back to yesterday. Jessi got up and yanked his tee shirt off, followed by his shorts. He was down to his briefs.

My son’s fingers slid into the waistband as he looked at his friend. The white briefs slid down, exposing his pubic bush, then the base of his cock, and finally, with a push, the briefs fell to his ankles. He stepped out. I noticed that Earl was watching closely.

“Thanks. This feels so much better.”

Jessi grabbed a towel, my rule, to sit on, and sat on the bed.

“Is that really that comfortable? You don’t feel weird?”

My hand was inside my shorts and panties. I don’t care. This was turning me on. I was so wet.

Jessie leaned back. He has a very nice-sized penis and it had gotten a little bigger. “Not at all.”

They sat there for a minute, Earl staring. “You got another towel?”

Jessie jumped up. His cock was definitely bigger now. Earl tossed off his tee shirt. He’s shorter than Jessie, stockier, blonde. He shoved off his shorts and briefs just like that and sat back on Jessie’s bed. They were closer now. Earl has a shorter, fatter cock and it looked a bit chubbed too. I came all over my hand, the other one in my mouth. Wait till I tell Jim.

The game controllers ignored. Earl and Jessie checking out each other’s cock. Both of them hard now.

“So, this must make it way easier to do it.”

Jessie’s hand was on his thigh, near that lovely hard penis. “Do what?”

Earl grabbed his cock and stroked it once. “You know. Whack off.”

Earl didn’t stop. Jessie watched. His hand moving. “Yeah, it does. I do it a lot anyway. This makes it faster.” Jessie stroking his erection now. Nobody talking.

“Got anything to watch?” Earl asked, running his thumb over the fat head of his cock.

Jessie leaned over Earl, his arm brushing his friend’s erection, and grabbed his laptop. Jessie poked a few buttons and his tv came on. The big flat screen filled with two teen boys. Jessie changed the screen.

“Sorry. I was curious, you know?”

Earl, stroking his cock. “Leave it. I wanna see.”

Jessie flicked it back. The two boys were massaging each other’s erection. Jessie looked at Earl and moved his hand. Earl moved his off his cock and held Jessie’s as Jessie stroked Earl.

“Better than doing it yourself.” Earl said.

“Much.” My son replied.

On the tv, one of the boys leaned over and put his mouth on his friend’s cock. Jessie looked at Earl, leaned over, and put his friend’s erect penis in his mouth. I came so fucking hard.

“That feels so fucking good.” Earl moaned, “Stop, let me try.”

Jessie lay back and Earl got off the bed and between my son’s legs. Earl looked up at Jessie. “I’ve wanted to try this. I’m so glad you’re cool.”

Jessie brushed his friend’s hair as his cock disappeared into Earls’ mouth. “Me too. I’m not gonna last long.”

Earl licked Jessie’s cock as he spoke. “I’ve tasted my stuff. It’s not bad. Just let go when you’re ready.”

Another wave of come flowed over my hand. My clit was sore.

It didn’t take long. I watched Jessie’s chest heave. His cute little ass clenched. He put his hands gently on his friend’s head and gasped, bucking his hips up as Earl gulped down my son’s cum.

Earl released Jessie’s cock and leaned back smiling. Jessie was panting. “That was way better than jacking. You okay?”

Earl smiled. “Oh yeah. Loved it. Loved makin you cum. Now we’re even better friends.”

Jessie sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Earl’s hard, dripping cock. “My turn.”

As my son gripped Earl’s firm round ass, he looked up at him. “Same thing. Just cum when you’re ready.”

Jessi really liked sucking cock. I’m a little worried, but I remembered my teen years. I tried everything. My son’s hands clenched his friend’s ass, and he took all of Earl’s fat penis. Earl just moaned. He didn’t last long either. Earl’s hands held Jessie’s head. Earl’s fingers clenched and he grunted. Jessie’s throat flexed as he took his friend’s cum into his mouth. Earl held Jessie’s head and shoved his cock in. Jessie took it all.

Knowing his friend was done, Jessie released his cock. “I liked that.”

Earl laughed. “Yeah, me too. We gonna do it again?”

Jessie laughed. “Yeah, just not now.”

The boys stayed naked and played video games. I slipped out of the closet and went to clean up, which turned into twenty minutes with my vibrator.

Molly had cheer practice and wasn’t home till four. She went to her room to do homework. I had laundry to deliver. I knocked. “Laundry delivery.”

“Come in, mom.”

Molly was naked, well nude, I guess. I hadn’t seen her body in a long time. She had the runner’s shape, long, lean. Her breasts were perfect half spheres with small areolas and, to my surprise, very long, hard nipples. Between her long legs, a bush, thick and brown, and to my surprise, wetness? Then I saw it, the vibrator half under the pillow.

“So, I guess we have two nudists now?”

Molly, blushing, smiling. “I was curious, mom. Wanted to see what the big deal was all about.”

I put Molly’s panties in her drawer. “Well, I won’t mind doing less laundry.”

Molly walking around, glancing at me and herself in the tall mirror, her hands moving to cover and then retreating.

“So now that Jessie and I are both, you know, are you gonna let us leave our rooms naked?”

“Nude, dear. The proper word is nude. Nude means non-sexual exposure. That is unless you already knew that?”

Her entire body blushed. “Oh, sorry, mom. Didn’t know. So are Jessie and I okay to be nude all over the house?”

I held the empty basket and devoured the sight of my naked daughter. Jim and I are both bi-sexual. “Well, dad and I will have to talk about this. I’ll bet the boys wouldn’t mind.”

Molly caught on immediately. “Mooom, that’s weird. They’re family.”

I was at the door now, holding it open, seeing Jessie, door open, standing naked and hard looking past me at his oblivious naked sister.

“They are men, dear. All their penis sees is an attractive woman.”

I closed the door on my stunned daughter and heard Jessie’s door click shut. I went downstairs to let them both masturbate, wishing I could.

By five-thirty Jim was home. We were having dinner. Jessie in his briefs and Molly in her thong and short tee. Jim’s eyes had gone wide the first time he saw his daughter’s perfect ass. I whispered. “Just say nothing and enjoy. I’ve got a lot to tell you and then I’m gonna fuck you so hard.”

My poor husband was hard, and very confused.

“So, Molly has decided to be a nudist also, so we need to remember the rule to knock first.”

Jessie gave his sister an evil grin. She glared back. I left it at that. No mention of Molly’s question.

After dinner, we watched a movie. I wonder if any of us paid attention to it. I had my loose shorts and made no attempt to be modest. All three of them looked. Jim and I enjoyed the sight of our nearly naked children, and they enjoyed looking at each other. Jessie was hard, nobody said anything. Jim was the most restrained, having briefs on under his athletic shorts, but we all could see the outline of his erection.

Hugs and kisses at the end of the movie. Jim went to our suite to shower and prepare to make me cum. The kids went up to their wing and I went to the laundry.

Folding in the living room, in the dark. I saw Jessie walk across the hall to his sister’s room. He was naked. He opened her door but did not go in.

“Wow. Mom was right.”

I heard her voice. “What’s the big deal? You’ve been naked for weeks.”

“Nude. So, how do you like it?”

“Yeah, nude, okay. I did it to make Mom and you mad, but now that I’m nude, I like it. It’s weird but so comfortable. Looks like you like your sister nude.”

“Sorry, sis. Can’t help what this thing does. At least you’ve seen it like this already.”