Steve's View.
It was impossible to believe at first what Granddad was telling us. I figured it must be some sort of joke, even though I'd never thought of him as much of a joker, but we walked in to find on his knees and Dad sucking his cock. Which was one horny sight, I tell you. I'd messed around with my mates a bit, and even had my cock sucked for a joke once by a little queer in my class who would do anybody if they pushed him around a little bit and threatened to do more, but I'd never thought of myself as anything but straight. But seeing your own Dad suck cock is horny, whatever way you swing.
I'd agreed to Granddad's deal without too much thought when he laid out the choices, though I wasn't too clear n the details. I just figured that anything was better than losing all my stuff and ending up in some residential school. Computer, ipod, DVD player, stereo, TV, game station. What the hell would I do with myself? Read a book? And anyway, somewhere in the back of mind I still had a sort of an idea that this was some kind of leg pull. That was until Dad walked down the stairs with Aunt Samantha and wearing Dawn's bra and panties. No way was he going to do that for the sake of a practical joke. Even though it was about the funniest thing I'd ever seen.
It stopped being funny when Granddad ordered Mum to strip to her undies, and she just did it. The he brings out that photo of her stark naked, and I tell you I can't get enough of it. I'd reckoned she's a bit of a prude, and I'd never seen her without clothes before. And here she was, Firm tits for her age, and generally in good condition all round. She exercised regularly and it really showed. My eyes travelled to that hairy cunt that Granddad was talking about, and I felt my cock getting real hard inside my jeans. Not just seeing her there in the picture, but having her stand there while we looked at it and discussed her body. This deal was turning out to be a real sweet one.
Feeling Mum's arse was good, but I nearly burst out of my jeans when Granddad told me to feel down the front of her panties. I watched her face as I shoved my hand down there. The skin of her stomach on my palm, then the roughness of that bush of pubic hair and finally the soft lips of her cunt. God, this was my Mum and I was having a bloody good feel of her. And she was wet alright. Feeling that wetness on my fingertips was what changed my attitude to her forever. From that moment on, nothing was ever going to be the same again.
When Granddad pointed out Dad's boner, sticking out of the top of Dawn's panties like that, my first thought was how sick that was. That he would get a hard-on from watching his wife be groped, but I was to learn as the days went on that I had no real idea of what sick really meant. I was to see things and do things that made that seem almost normal.
Dawn really seemed to enjoy giving Dad that spanking on his bare arse, laying into him with more enthusiasm than I had ever seen her do anything. And she sure made his arse red before she'd finished with him. Hidden depths has my sister. And a dildo, which was another surprise.
After she'd gone, Granddad went over to Dad, still bent over the chair back with the panties down around his thighs and his bare reddened arse sticking out. He gave him a quick slap on one buttock, just in passing, and positioned himself in front of Dad's face
"Come over here, Steve," he called to me.
I didn't need a second telling, and I stood there with Granddad on one side of me and Aunt Samantha on the other as we all looked down at my dad. Granddad had told Dawn and me earlier about how Aunt Sam had hacked into Dad's computer and got the transcripts of his conversations with other men in sex chat rooms. Now, with Dad's face getting as red as his arse, Granddad filled in a few more details. He told me how Dad had fantasies about being used and abused by a bunch of blokes, humiliated and made to do things by them for their entertainment. And how in one particular session he had talked about it being me and a bunch of my mates who used him.
Hearing that made me even hornier that I already was, and the thought of it set of a train of delicious thoughts in my imagination. From the sound of it, Granddad was talking as if we could make it happen sometime. Thinking about it, I looked over at Mum where she was still standing there in her bra and panties watching and listening. And I added her to the images in my head. Wouldn't that make me popular, I thought. Invite my friends to fuck my Mum, and with my Dad watching helpless. And not just fuck her, I thought, my mind racing. They'd elect me to the sainthood for what I'd be able to supply.
"Try him out," Granddad said, breaking into my thoughts.
I stared at him. "You want Dad to suck me off?" I asked.
He laughed. "No," he said. "I want you to fuck the dirty little bitch's mouth."
I became aware of Aunt Sam's hands on the front of my jeans, pulling down my zip.
"Don't be shy, Steve," she said, pulling out my cock and rolling it between her ling slim fingers. "Show us what you've got."
I felt her cool hands on my very hard and very hot cock, and then she was guiding me towards Dad's face. She placed the tip at his lips.
"Open up, slut," she ordered him. "Your son's going to fuck your pretty little mouth. See if it's worth all his friends coming round here to fuck it."
Obediently, he opened his lips and Aunt Sam pushed me forward so that my cock slipped between them. I looked down, slightly dazed at seeing my cock disappearing into my Dad's mouth. Feeling the warm moistness into which it had penetrated. I started to thrust back and forth, gently at first but then with less care as Aunt Sam's hand in the small of my back urged me on and I realised that I had the freedom to do exactly whatever I wanted. I began to slam my cock into his mouth, raping it.
"Take it, bitch," I heard myself saying. "Take it all, you worthless sissy cunt."