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From: Quirkguy@aol.com
Subject: RP: 20/20 "Jake & Jack" by Rhett Dreams [mf, incest]

A repost of one of my personal faves.   

Note: This is fiction and is intended for mature audiences.  
 
JAKE & JACK  
c. 1994, by Rhett Dreams  
                                    
EPILOGUE  

We finished the restoration of the Victorian two days before Dad  
and Marion returned from their honeymoon.  We took them directly there  
from the airport.  Despite their exhaustion from the long flight and the six  
hour time difference, Dad insisted on carrying Marion over the threshold.   
When they entered Dad stopped dead in his tracks and I could see his eyes  
widen in appreciation.  The main hall stretched from the front entrance to  
the elegant staircase in the back.  The oak floors gleamed and perfectly  
reflected the light from the antique crystal chandelier above their heads.  

He put Marion down and her face reflected almost the same  
amazement as his.  The walked left, through the front and back parlors,  
each freshly painted in a color appropriate for the era and sporting the same 
gleaming floors as well as matching fireplaces with polished hardwood  
mantels.  

They went back through the hall and through the formal dining  
room, the family room and into the kitchen, admiring each room as they  
went, complimenting Jack, Jill and me constantly.  We went up the wide  
staircase and directed them first to the family bedrooms and baths before  
bringing them back to the master suite.  

Except for this room and the kitchen, none of the house was  
furnished.  The day before, Jake and I had rented a U-haul and brought all  
of the furniture from Dad's room to the new house and set up their  
bedroom.  Marion laughed when she opened a closet and found all of dad's  
suits and shirts hung neatly in two rows.  Jill brought her to the other
closet  
and proudly showed her all the clothes that she had brought over from  
Marion's apartment.  We left the newly-weds there and went back to the  
house to finish packing.    

 

                                                  - o -  


Over the last several years, quite a bit has happened to the people  
introduced in this narrative.  

Sophie Patterson started working part-time for Quince as a  
stripper-dancer for hire at bachelor parties.  This began when we were still  
dating, without my knowledge, and continued after I learned about it and  
objected.  What started out as a once- or twice-a-week job for spending  
and college money gradually increased to the point where she was working  
most nights during the week and two or three times on weekend nights.   
Sophie became addicted to the thrills of public exposure.  She also became  
extremely good at it.  

We gradually drifted away during the following school year, dating  
others but still remaining good friends and occasional lovers.  She'd come  
by late at night after stripping for a room of drunk men with a wild look in  
her eye, and either Jack or I would take her upstairs for a wild ride.  Both  
of us wore condoms now with Sophie but she never challenged our  
un-stated concern.  

Her grades suffered because of her extracurricular activities, but she  
did get accepted to one of the state schools in Northern California.  She  
lasted less than a full year in college because her continued stripping and  
dancing activities made it difficult to study and her sizable income made her 
wonder why she bothered.  In the last letter I received from Sophie she  
wrote that she was now the headliner at a North Beach strip club in San  
Francisco, was making three grand in a bad week, and had taken one of the  
other dancers as a lover.  She also told me in this letter, after urging me  
never to tell, that my Dad had been to the strip club when he was in San  
Francisco for a convention.  

"I recognized him half-way through my routine," she wrote.  "I did  
the rest focusing only on him.  When I finished I had one of the girls take a 
note to him, inviting him backstage to my dressing room.  I hope you aren't  
angry at me, Jake, but I seduced him that night."  Her postscript to this  
letter said he had the biggest she'd ever seen.  

I worry whenever I think about her, and imagine the toll of her new  
lifestyle.  Her letters, however, continue to remind me of the old Sophie,  
open and intelligent, curious and ready for new experiences.  She has  
recently taken up backpacking and is often trekking someplace in the  
Sierras with friends.  

"She'll be okay," I tell myself but still I worry.  

                                 - o -  

Wendy Glendennon wrote every now and then to Jack and I.  She  
hated Chicago, in part because she lived in a high-rise with her parents and  
went to an all-girl's school in the city.  In her early letters she complained
that she had no opportunity for sex except with a girlfriend that she'd  
introduced to lesbian sex.  In a subsequent letter she told us that she'd  
seduced the headmaster of the school as was now getting fucked almost  
daily.  

We lost track of her after her father was transferred again, this time  
to California.  

                                                  - o -  

Joan Patterson had the baby, a healthy girl who she named Melinda  
after my mother. The incestuous relationships continued in the Patterson  
family but toned down considerably as Angela and Ralph began dating kids  
their own age.  Angela grew up to be a real beauty, although not as  
voluptuous as her older sister.  Ralph's interests in video games transferred 
to computers and he is now a sophomore at MIT.  

During my last visit home I joined them for dinner, and it was a real  
joy to see my four year-old daughter running around, and calling me Uncle  
Jake.  I must have passed along my mother's genes because she looked alot  
like Cathy did at this age:  Blond hair, blue eyes and skinny.  

For old times sake I went downstairs with Joan while Bill watched  
Melinda.  I bound her into Bill's latest invention and fucked her, first in
her  
cunt and then I finished in her ass. She told me she was seeing Frank  
Reynolds once a week for a "nooner" at a downtown hotel.  Bill didn't  
mind and had occasional lovers of his own outside the marriage.  He told  
me, to my surprise, that he'd received a call from "Carolyn" a few months  
before my visit, and that they enjoyed an afternoon together at a motel.  He  
still didn't know that she was my sister.  

                                                  - o -  

Cathy dated Carl Jefferson for most of their freshman year at UVA  
but broke up when his suspicions that she was sleeping with others became  
certain.  She is married now to a wealthy lawyer in New York and they  
have a baby son.  He works all the time and she stays home taking care of  
the baby and, she tells me, has an occasional affair to keep things  
interesting.  When I visit her in New York or when she's back in  
Charlottesville for a visit, with or without her busy husband, she always  
finds time to fuck me or Jack or both of us.  She must have visited at least  
once when we weren't around and rekindled the relationship with Bill.  

She's off the pill now, hoping for at least one other child, and insists  
we wear condoms unless we take her up the ass, which is quite often.  Her  
husband, it turns out, is not fond of that practice. 

                                           - o -  

Dad and Marion's marriage thrived and it was always a joy to come  
home for the holidays to the beautiful Victorian.  Jill is now a high school  
senior, very attractive, and she is a lock to graduate number one in her  
class.  She'll be going to Smith College in the fall. We never did  
consummate our relationship with sex and I'm glad.  When I am home she  
tells me everything about her life and wants to hear about mine.  She had a  
lengthy affair with one of her high school teachers but is now dating a  
graduate student from UVA.  

The Jefferson's are always around when Jack and I come home for  
holidays and summer vacations.  Jill told me once that she suspects that  
Marion and Helen Jefferson have swapped husbands on occasion but I find  
that difficult to believe of my straight-laced father.  Elise and Christina  
Jefferson followed their brother's footsteps and went to UVA. Elise and  
Jack dated throughout their senior years at high school and remain close  
friends but not lovers.  Christina and I were secret lovers during the same  
period, while my relationship with Sophie waned.  I remember fondly  
taking her cherries in my third-floor room in the Victorian, her mouth and  
cunt first, then her big meaty black ass.  She was an enthusiastic lover and  
developed into the best cock-sucker I've ever experienced, the first since  
Wendy who could take all of my cock down her throat.  

                                                  - o -  

Jack is a senior at the University of Iowa.  He went there on an  
athletic scholarship to wrestle and was NCAA champ at 190 pounds during  
his junior year and just missed at 200-and-something his last year.  He also  
joined the golf team his junior year and became extremely good at that  
sport.  I've played with him a couple of times, and he combines incredibly  
long drives with very soft hands around the green.  He hopes to qualify for  
the Hogan tour after he graduates.  

His current sweetheart is a sophomore there, a tall corn-fed blond  
girl who was almost a virgin when he met her, but who took to kinky sex  
like a fish to water.  I visited him once on a drive across country.  He had  
never told the girl, Debbie, that he had an identical twin.  Anticipating my  
arrival he invited her over for dinner and kept me hidden until he had tied  
her to his bed.  Over the next three hours we took turns fucking the   
helpless but all-too-willing girl four times, only one of us visible at a
time.   
She was thoroughly amazed at "Jack's" recuperative powers as we dumped  
cum in each of her holes, twice in her tight pussy.  After a twenty minute  
respite after my last cum in her ass, we walked in together, smiling, our  
cocks once again at full mast.  We untied the shocked girl and she looked  
from me to Jack and back until her confused expression gave way to a sexy  
grin.  We made love to her one more time that night, finishing with a   
sandwich fuck as I lay beneath her, my cock in her cunt, and Jack drove his  
cock into her well-oiled ass.  

                                    - o -  

I'll graduate in a few months with a degree in architecture, and will  
begin the long and not very profitable practice of learning my trade.  But I  
love it, drawing buildings and solving the engineering problems that at first 
seem impossible.  I've interned at architectural firms for two summers now,  
and I know I'm as good as many and better than most.  

My current love is a radical departure from my usual attraction to  
full-figured girls like Sophie and Christina.  Cindy is a petite Asian girl,
just  
over five feet tall and not even a hundred pounds.  I met her at the Karate  
studio that I attend twice a week to keep in shape and to maintain my  
timing.  

Her tits are small, not even a mouthful, but very firm.  Her hips are  
narrow.  She wears her straight black hair extremely long and it reaches the  
crack of her pert little ass. She was not a virgin when I met her but had  
never taken a cock in her mouth, much less in her ass.  I was captivated by  
her exotic, almond-shaped eyes and her quiet, deferential manner.  Even  
before I first took her to bed I guessed that she would be a submissive  
lover.  

When we finally did make love my suspicions were confirmed.   
After a first fuck that had her whimpering in discomfort as a worked my  
thick cock into her extremely tight pussy, I took her from the rear as she  
knelt on all fours.  I held her hair bunched together in one hand like a leash
as I fucked her and spanked her ass.  She came many times before I  
finished and clearly enjoyed the nasty treatment.  

The next time she came over I ordered her to strip as soon as she  
entered the door. At my order she begged me to use her mouth for my  
pleasure and knelt before me submissively while I fucked her mouth.  When  
I came I pulled out and shot my cum all over her face.  

It took me a half-dozen times before I was able to get my cock fully  
into her very tight ass but she grew to like this treatment best of all.  As I
type these last few words Cindy, my slave, enters the room and kneels in  
the middle, naked, her face lowered and her hair done into a long thick  
braid down her back.  If she's followed my standing instructions, and she  
always does, her lips are done up in deep red lipstick, her pussy is wet and  
ready and her ass is oiled.  

It will go like this when I finish typing.  

"Slave, your master is done and needs you."  

"How may I serve you, Master?"  

I will get up and move toward her and say, "Strip me."  

"Yes, master," she'll say and remove my clothes carefully, folding  
them up before she puts them aside, her eyes lowered.  

"Use your slut mouth to make me hard."  

She'll kneel before me and take my cock as deep as she can, sucking  
hard, her tiny fingers playing with my balls or slipping behind to enter my  
ass.  

"Look at me," I'll have to say, because she always keeps her eyes  
lowered unless told otherwise but I love to watch a woman's eyes when she  
sucks my cock.  Cindy's black, almond-shaped eyes will reflect the pride  
she takes in performing this and other duties. When I'm hard I'll order her  
off and tell her to assume position two.  Her face will light up as she turns 
and lowers her head to the floor and keeps her ass in the air.  Her hands  
will reach back to her ass, holding the small round cheeks apart and  
exposing her tiny rosette. I'll take her that way, driving my cock into her  
ass to the hilt.  She'll cum at least once and likely twice before I dump my  
load into her ass.  

 
THE END  
c. 1994, Rhett Dreams

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