Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2008 14:21:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Gloryhole Junkie <misterghj@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr.gloryholeJUNKIE's "Timmy Series": Timmy and the Vacation Van

"Timmy and the Vacation Van"

By Mr.gloryholeJUNKIE
misterghj@yahoo.com


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If you are an adult male, remember NOT do or to act out (or even attempt to
do or act out) any of the things related any of the stories in any of these
stories.

And read them only if you are of age and in a locale where written erotica
is legal.

And do not repost or publish this anywhere.

Now unzip your trousers or shuck down your undershorts and get to
"readin'"!

And a last warning: Don't let your wife catch you!



"Timmy and the Vacation Van"



Timmy had just turned eight years old when his parents decided that the
three of them should take a trip to see his mother's sister and her two
kids in Phoenix.  At first, they were going to fly but then Timmy's mother
had another idea.  As long as they had taken two weeks vacation from their
jobs, and Timmy was just at the right age to behave well for a long car
trip, she figured it was a good opportunity for them to see some of the
country.

That's when Timmy's daddy had the thought that it might also be the perfect
time to buy the jumbo conversion van he had his eye on for a while. For a
while, his wife had been none too crazy about the idea. In her opinion the
sort of vehicles a family drove reflected who they were. She had her Saab
and he had his Volvo. They weren't a conversion van sort of family. In fact,
whenever Timmy's father had previously mentioned the van, she would roll her
eyes while chopping onions and say, "We don't want something that rapists on
t.v. use to kidnap little girls." It was always a joke, of course. But
clearly she was not enthusiastic about having one parked in her driveway.

But Timmy's daddy was.

So the upcoming cross-country trip was the perfect excuse for him to
reintroduce the topic. He took her to see the one he had his eye on for a
while. And although his wife liked its roomy interior and conversion ability
to sleep four in the back, the argument that swayed her in the end was that
neither wanted to put thousands of miles on their luxury cars.

Timmy hopped up and down in the showroom as his father winked at him while
he purchased the shiny black conversion van with darkly tinted windows.

The drive out West was a great adventure to Timmy. During the day, his
mother would ask him to look out the window and point to things he had never
before seen. Then they would discuss whatever it was he found to be of
interest.

They stayed at two motels along the way but much to Timmy's disappointment,
his daddy and mommy slept in one bed while he had the other in the double
room. He was only able to suck on his daddy's penis three times while on the
road when stopping in the men's rooms at rest areas.

When he'd get tired while his parents were sharing the driving, they'd
pulled down the seats and let him fall asleep in the back while watching a
Disney DVD that his mother would insert into the built-in entertainment
center.

When they got into Arizona, they drove through miles and miles of saguaro.
Timmy had never seen such things in his whole life except in a movie once.

Looking at him in the back through the rearview mirror, Timmy's dad, with a
naughty tone to his voice, asked his son what he thought the enormous cacti
reminded him of.

At first, as he looked out the window, Timmy was confused and said, "Um...I
don't know...nothing...Martians?"

But then he had another thought and started to giggle.

He giggled and giggled. His giggling was so infectious that it made his
parents start to laugh. "What's it reminding you of, sweetheart?", his
mother asked as she couldn't imagine what had so tickled her little boy's
funny bone.

Timmy giggled as he held his hands up to his mouth. "I can't...", he
giggled.

"What?", his mother laughed. "Come on, tell us."

"I can't!", Timmy said.

"Can you tell me?", his father asked knowingly. "Come on, whisper it in my
ear and we'll see how funny it is."

Timmy crawled to the front, cupped his hand to his daddy's ear as he drove
and whispered in a tiny voice, "They're like millions of really, really huge
penises, daddy!"

Timmy's father chuckled. "You should know, my little champ", his father
whispered back.

The two of them laughed as Timmy's mother sat in the passenger seat confused
but following the good mood. "Want to let me in on the answer?", she asked.

Timmy's dad said, "Oh, I think it'll be our secret. Right, champ?"

Timmy nodded and rolled to the back again giggling some more about the fact
they had a dirty secret from mommy.

But his mother surprised them both, though, when she said, "Well, I think I
can guess. I think I heard it start with the letter 'P', am I right?"

Timmy stopped giggling and his father just stared out at the road ahead.
"Shit!", his father thought to himself.

But before either could panic, his mother added confidently, "I think you
whispered, pickles. They remind you of pickles. Am I right?"

And Timmy's dad immediately replied. "Well, Timmy, your mother must have
Superman hearing! She got us! You guessed right, hon."

Timmy caught on quickly and lied, "You got it, mommy! Aw! How did you know?"

His mother sat confidently in her seat, looking out at the passing saguaro.
"Pickles. And they do look like pickles, don't they? Vlasic dills in fact!
That was very clever of you, Tim!"

They drove only a few more yards when suddenly Timmy and his daddy bust out
laughing again, leaving Timmy's mother to think they were simply getting
punchy. "We should be getting into Phoenix in just an hour. I'm going to
give my sis a call", she said as she reached for the cell phone. "I think
you both need some food and some sleep! My two silly guys! Who knew pickles
were so funny!?"

They arrived at the house of Timmy's aunt just as it was approaching six in
the evening. Since Timmy's mother had called ahead from the car, when they
pulled into the driveway, they already could smell the hamburgers that
Timmy's aunt was grilling out on the back patio in anticipation their
arrival.

Aunt Sally, pretty but looking haggard for a woman of only twenty-five, was
in the backyard standing over a Weber grill. She looked like a chick who'd
been around the block a few times. Or maybe more accurately, passed around a
biker bar a few too many times. As they wandered around back, they found the
bleach-blonde flipping burgers while wearing only the very shortest of
shorts, high-heeled sandals and the tiniest of halter-tops that Timmy had
ever seen in his life. Her boobs were nearly falling out of the tiny patches
of material struggling to hold up her tanned and weighty implants. Only in
the desert where it was 106 in the shade could she get away with looking
like that in public.

Timmy's two cousins were both younger than he was. His Aunt Sally had a
six-year-old daughter, Tawny, from the first of her earlier, quick
marriages. She also had just had a baby boy, Scotty, only eighteen months
earlier with some Harley-driving boyfriend she had met in a bar one night.
As could only be expected, right after giving birth, that rough motorcycling
boyfriend, the baby's father, split, leaving them with nothing but a small
house...and bitter memories.

Timmy's mother and his Aunt Sally often joked about how radically different
their lives had turned out. Aunt Sally had seemingly led the opposite life
of her sister. Both born to the Police Chief and the head librarian of the
town where they were raised, Timmy's mother had gotten herself through
medical school and into a top job in a trauma unit at a major hospital in
Chicago.

Meanwhile, Sally, always a highly promiscuous girl since middle school, gave
blowjobs to all the boys after band practice and aborted two babies before
dropping out of high school. Then, she disappeared with some boyfriend while
still under age, lied and got a job lap dancing at a dank strip club in
Vegas. She married twice and slept with virtually any man who bought her a
shot of Jack Daniels. Ultimately, after a near-fatal drug overdose and the
two divorces, Aunt Sally packed it up and moved to Phoenix where she met and
lived with the biker until giving birth to eighteen-month-old little Scotty.

She now worked the register at a Circle K selling gas, lotto tickets and
cigarettes to shoeless people all day long. And knowing few people in her
rag-a-tag neighborhood, but needing to work long hours, she was reliant on
leaving her two kids in the care most hours of the day with the nice man,
Chuck, right next door. Perhaps it wasn't ideal but there was no way Sally
could afford daycare.

Chuck was a postal worker who went on disability after a co-worker shot him
in the leg. He was lucky though since two others were killed in the rampage,
which had made Arizona, headlines a few years earlier. He was a handsome
guy, gray-haired, a widower in his mid-fifties, and lived alone although he
supposedly had adult children of his own living somewhere in California.

After kissing his Aunt and his cousin Scotty who sat in his bouncy chair on
the patio,  Timmy spotted his other cousin, Tawny, splashing around in the
small, above ground swimming pool. The little girl was wearing nothing but a
cheap, thin swimsuit with the top down to her waist as she acted oblivious
to their arrival.

"Can I go in? Please? Please?", Timmy asked his mother as he watched Tawny
floating around, as he played with a large, inflatable SpongeBob toy.

"We just got here, Tim", his mother said.

"Oh, let him go on in", Aunt Sally said as she flipped a burger at the same
moment as she flipped an ash from her Marlboro. "Strip down, hon...what's
with all those clothes anyway... and jump on in.", his aunt said. She then
turned to Timmy's dad and said, "It'll be cute to see the two cousins in the
pool, doncha think, handsome?"

Timmy's father blushed not quite knowing why since he had no particular
attraction to his sister-in-law. Yet he knew it was her sexually casual
manner and scant attire which screamed slut. And that always turned the guys
on - any guy. He knew just what sort of a woman Sally was. In his opinion,
she was nothing more than a trucker whore which, secretly, was fine by him.

Timmy asked, "Where's my swimsuit, mommy?"

"It's all packed in the van, strapped to the roof, Tim. Can't it wait until
later?", she replied.

Timmy whined just enough for his aunt to re-iterate, "Strip down, Timmy.
None of these neighbors except that one over there can even see past the
fence."

"Who lives there?", Timmy father asked seeing that the only neighboring back
patio to have any sort of view was the one right next door.

"The kids' babysitter", Sally replied. "This nice old guy named Chuck. He
don't look much though 'cept when I'm creaming suntan lotion on these
babies", she joked with a smoker's wheeze in her laugh as she quickly
paddled the side of her left breast.

"The kids' babysitter?", Timmy's mother asked in a slightly concerned tone.
"You mean he has a daughter, right?"

"No I don't, sis", Sally replied as her tits swung back and forth while she
reached for the buns. "Chuck himself watches the kids when I got to be at
work", she said. "Which is everyday most weeks."

"Don't you have a sitter? I mean, a girl sitter?", her sister asked in a
disapproving tone.

"Nope, dear sister of mine", Sally said with an edge. "Some of us don't got
the money to hire them. Shit, some of them high school kids earn more
babysitting than I do in a week, I think sometimes. Fuck, I got to have
someone watch the kids and he's convenient and don't cost me a dime. Got a
problem with that, Doctor?"

Not wanting to argue the moment they arrived, Timmy's mother retreated from
the discussion and asked if she could help by getting anything from the
house. When she went inside to gather beverages, Sally turned to Timmy's
father and asked, "My sister still the class A bitch, handsome? Fuck, I
almost always forget how handsome you are, darlin'."

"Not really, Sally", he answered. "She's just concerned I suppose."

"Bout what?" Sally asked. "That Chuck might be playing with Tawny's wee-wee
slit? If she's worried about that, she should have worried about Tawny's
father. Shit, he's the horny bastard I caught finger fucking her all the
time before I threw him out and got his Dodge Viper in exchange for not
goin' to the cops, handsome."

As his father's jaw sort of dropped, never before hearing why she'd divorced
Chet, Timmy walked up to them and asked his daddy, "Take off my clothes? I
can swim...naked here?"

Before his father could utter a reply, Aunt Sally piped in, "Sure as clams
can, sweetnuts! While your mommy's inside doing whatever she's doing, go on
and take off those things and play with your little cousin." Sally then
called to Tawny, who was still splashing in the two feet of water. "Tawn
darlin', your big handsome cousin's here and wants to play with you. Tell
him it's okay, 'k?"

Tawny looked up from the shallow pool decorated with Little Mermaid motif
and said with a smile, "Sure can. Anybody can play in my Ariel pool." Timmy
and his daddy looked at the topless little girl as she used both arms to
wave them over to where she sat in the pool.

"Go on you two", Sally said as she puffed on her cigarette. "These are
almost done. I'm going to bring them inside and see what my sister is up to
in there. She can find the fridge in a regular house, can't she, handsome?"

Timmy father nodded as he watched his curvaceous sister-in-law carry the
platter of burgers in through the sliding patio door.

"Can I daddy?", Timmy whispered. "I mean, go in naked...even with mommy and
Aunt Sally around?"

"If you want, son", his father said. "You're invited to do so...so I guess
it's okay. Let's go say hi to your cousin Tawny." The two of them approached
the little swimming pool and Tawny looked up with a big smile.

"Hi", she said. "You're my cousin and you're my uncle?"

Timmy's father nodded as Timmy replied, "Yeah, you're six. I'm older than
you."

"How old are you?", Tawny asked.

"Eight", Timmy said proudly.

"Are you coming in?", Tawny asked as she sat with her legs spread wide and
her little nipples puffy and wet.

"I have to be naked though", Timmy said. "Cuz my stuff is still in our van."

"That's okay", the little girl said. And without another word, she stood up
and pulled her cheap little suit all the way down and off. "See? Now we can
both be naked", she said with a bold smile.

Timmy immediately stripped off his clothes throwing them onto a nearby lawn
chair. The boy's skin was pale in comparison to that of his littler cousin.
Timmy's dad looked at his son's naked round bottom recalling all the men who
had shoved thick boners between its tiny cheeks. He looked over at what he
now knew to be Chuck's house and more than half-hoped that perhaps the man
might be on his deck watching. Without having even met the neighbor, but
knowing no middle aged man baby-sits little ones without some secret perks,
Timmy's father gut told him that Chuck might be a kindred spirit.

His father watched as Timmy stepped into the small pool and sat down next to
his cousin who continued to stand in the two feet of water completely naked.
The man noticed that the little girl was tanned all over, even between her
legs, betraying the fact that she must be allowed like that outside more
than her mother, Sally, led them to believe.

"You can come in, too", Tawny said to Timmy's dad. "My pool isn't big but
you can come in if you want." The little girl, almost absent mindedly or by
habit, lightly fingered her little pussy as she stood there talking. "Or
like Mr. Landers who takes care of us just sits on the ground when he plays
with us and splashes his hand around in the water. You could do that if you
wanted to."

Although it's being situated in the shade and the tiny pool looked so good
that Timmy's dad wanted to hop in, he just smiled and thanked her since it
was obvious that an adult man could never fit into the pool - even if it
hadn't already had two naked little kids in it. At that moment, all he knew
was that he was glad he'd worn a long t-shirt since his erection grew within
his shorts as he watched the two children begin to play.

And he was especially glad that the t-shirt he'd bought at the Grand Canyon
hid his boner when he looked up to see his wife and sister-in-law emerge
from the kitchen to set the table under the awning of the patio.

"What are you doing in there, Tim?!" his mother called out seeing her son
naked in the Little Mermaid pool. "Did I not tell you to wait 'til later.
What are you wearing in there?"

"Nothing", Timmy called back happily as he and his cousin splish-splashed.

"Why did you let him go in there?", Timmy mother sternly asked his father.
"I thought I said he had to wait until we got his swimsuit from the van!"

"Oh, they're fine", Timmy's father said as he joined the ladies on the
patio. "Nobody's around. The kids are fine."

"Yeah, sis", Sally said as she opened a container of potato salad. "Shit,
you got to learn to relax, Doc. Unwind and have a vacation. Tawny's naked
all the time here, hon. It's just the human body...but you'd think you know
that being a high class doctor and all."

Timmy's mother scanned the fence line looking for any prying eyes. "I just
don't know..."

"You worry too much about nothin' Anyway, food's on. Come on kids!" Sally
yelled. "Time to eat!" She turned to her sister and said, "They're just
kids. No big whoop-de-doo."

Timmy and Tawny got out of the pool and dripping wet, water cascading down
his penis, Timmy looked for a towel. Not seeing one, he slipped his shorts
back on and padded over to the patio table. But Tawny just came to the table
naked. The water was quickly evaporating off her tiny frame as she hopped up
right next to Timmy's dad on one of the benches. Sitting there, the girl
absent-mindedly, again, rather like a nervous habit, briefly slid one of her
little fingers along her smooth vagina.

Seeing her niece's brazen openness with sexuality startled Timmy's mother
but she tried to remain calm. She simply muttered to her sister, "There is
an adult male here, Sal", gesturing to Timmy's father.

"So what?" Sally replied as she poured some sodas. "She seen 'em before",
she joked.

"Can I have cheese on mine mommy?", the little girl asked.

"I made cheeseburgers for you and Timmy and for your handsome uncle", Sally
said as she leaned over Timmy's daddy to offer him a juicy burger.

Timmy's mother sat next to Scotty in his bouncy chair and fed her nephew a
bottle as she tried to ignore her little niece's nakedness and her sister's
sassy boldness.

That night they all watched a video as the kids fell asleep in sleeping bags
on the floor of the living area. Timmy's mom and dad took Sally's bedroom
while Sally took Tawny's room for the weekend.

In the middle of the night, warm and over-tired from the driving, Timmy's
dad got up and went into the kitchen needing water. He made sure not to wake
his wife as he slipped on a pair of boxers. He passed through the small
living room, stepping over first Timmy and then Tawny, only half-heartedly
hoping not to awaken either of them. In fact, what he was hoping was that
his son might wake up and blow him. At that moment, that's what he could use
more than a drink of cold water.

In a passive-aggressive attempt at waking his son, Timmy's dad, knowing
better, flipped on a light over the kitchen counter. And sure enough, he
heard his son rouse from his slumber and crawl out if his sleeping bag.

"What are you doing, daddy?", Timmy yawned as he tried to open his eyes
fully. The boy was wearing nothing but a thin pair of Spiderman 2 pajama
bottoms.

His father stood at the counter drinking water, allowing his eight-year-old
boy's eyes to adjust to the light. He knew his son could always sense when
he needed some secret head in the middle of the night.

The man stood in only his boxers, his fat cock heavy and apparent pushing at
the white cotton. He let his son's eyes scan his muscular frame, hairy chest
and stomach. It didn't take any words for Timmy to have permission to feel
his daddy's tenting bulge.

"Is she awake?", Timmy's dad whispered, indicating his little niece who was
lying but ten feet away on the other side of the counter.

As Timmy squeezed his father's large erection through the material, he
nodded and whispered back, "I think so..."

With that, Timmy's dad flipped off the light switch making it more difficult
for anyone to see what they were doing should his wife or sister-in-law
suddenly pop into the room. He then opened the fly of his boxers and pulled
out his large erection. He held it as his son leaned forward to suck it like
he had so many times before in the middle of the night.

As Timmy sucked and slobbered his little tongue all over the big penis, he
heard a small voice from behind him say, "I can do that, too".

It was his six-year-old cousin, Tawny. She stood in the darkened kitchen
wearing nothing but a very short pink Power Puffs nightshirt, its length
barely covering her hairless pussy.

Nervous but already having had the sense this little girl was growing up to
be just like her mommy...and just like her cousin, for that matter...Timmy's
dad stood firm and tried to maintain his even breath as he whispered. "Can
you, sweetie? Do you do that a lot?"

Tawny nodded as she fingered her pussy. "Uh ha!", she grinned. "I've been
doing it since my daddy...my real daddy...taught me. I can show you if you
want."

Timmy's dad waved her to come closer as he pulled half of his shaft out of
his son's mouth. Tawny seemed to understand and she crowded in close to lick
the man's heavy, hairy scrotum and the root of his penis as her cousin
continued to suckle on the big corona.

Timmy then took the lead and pulled his mouth off his daddy's mushroom head
and pointed it at his little cousin's mouth. "My daddy tastes really yummy", the little
boy said with a smile.

Tawny took to the hot, thick boner like it was a lollipop. The very second
that her lips were on it, Timmy's father knew this little girl must have
sucked more than a few cocks before his in her very short life.

He looked down at her as she looked up with glee in her eyes. "You look real pretty like that, sweetie", the man whispered. He could see those words pleased her.

Between the heat, his need to cum and these two little ones on his cock,
Timmy's father knew he wouldn't stand a chance in trying to prolong his
orgasm. Besides, he didn't much want to get caught like that should his wife
or Sally suddenly wake up and nose around.

Timmy could sense that his daddy was on the verge of orgasm as he held the
man's heavy and warm scrotum in his cupped hands while his cousin sucked and
licked the meaty shaft. Without a word, Timmy's dad gripped the edge of the
counter where he stood with his back to it as he ejaculated onto the two
kids. His semen fired out of him like he was sending rockets of milk into
the air.

He looked down to see his sperm coating Tawny's tongue and lips. He
pulled back a bit to let another stream of semen splash onto Timmy's tongue
since the boy pushed his open mouth closer, apparently wanted some too. The childrens faces and hair were also splattered in copious amounts of thick, white semen.

When Timmy's dad was done, they all stayed silently put for a moment before Tawny's
tiny voice said, "All daddies make that stuff. I know!" She scooped some
more semen off her cheek and ate it. "All my daddies liked me to eat theirs.
Mr. Landers, too."

"Mr. Landers, the man next door?", Timmy's father asked, wanting to confirm
his - and his wife's - suspicions.

"Uh ha", Tawny said as she wiped some semen out of her long blonde hair.
"It's a secret though. I'm not even suppose to tell mommy. Please don't
tell."

Timmy's father smiled, "Oh, sweetie, neither I nor Timmy will ever, ever
tell. On a stack of Bibles!"

"We have fun all the time", Tawny whispered. "He even puts his big man
thingy in Scotty's mouth!", she added in a hushed voice. "I wasn't ever
suppose to ever tell that to anybody!"

Timmy's dad ripped off some paper towels from the roll on the counter and
wiped any of his remaining semen off the two children's faces. "You sleep
easy, sweetie", he said to Tawny. Your super secret is super safe with Timmy
and me, right Timmy?"

Timmy smiled and teased, "We're super good at keeping secrets, Tawny. And
I'd never in a million zillion years would tell...as long as I can suck Mr.
Landers, too!"

Timmy's father rustled his fingers through his son's hair and said, "You've
had enough for tonight, slugger! Now you two get back to bed...or
floor...get back to sleep before your mothers hear us!"

He patted his son's head again and then, more gently, that of his niece's.
But as she stood there, he couldn't resist and he quickly squatted in order
to run his hand underneath the girl's cropped t-shirt. "You like that?" he
whispered. Her big smile as she spread he legs wider told him that she did.
He gingerly and yet quite easily slipped his two middle fingers into her. He
knew this little girl had been fucked and fucked by some big dicks. "Go to
bed now, sweetie", he whispered as he pulled them out of her bald cunt.

He stood up again and watched as the kids crawled back into their sleeping
bags. He looked around the small, cluttered house wondering how many men may
have been in the place doing the same sort of thing to that little girl.

The next morning, Timmy woke up when his Aunt Sally stepped over him to get
to the kitchen. He opened his eyes as he lay there and was stunned to see
her topless as she pulled a can out of one of the overhead cabinets. She
stood there in the morning light, apparently not aware or not caring someone
was up. Her tits swung a bit as she prepared the coffee before stepping out
onto the patio to light a cigarette.

Perhaps it was the smell of the cigarette that awoke Timmy's father. He got
up and as he came into the living area, Timmy and Tawny suddenly jumped up.

"'Morning  you two", the man said in a hushed, semi-groggy whisper. "One of
you smoking?', he jested.

"NO! We're too young to smoke!", Tawny giggled knowing that her uncle was
just teasing.

'Too young to smoke cigarettes perhaps...', the man thought to himself as he
recalled the blowjob the little girl was able to give.

Timmy and his dad went out onto the patio as Tawny ran to the bathroom.

"Well, good morning, you two handsome traveling men", Sally said as she took
a long drag off her Marlboro. "Got to get up early like this here in
Phoenix...before it soars to 105."

Timmy found himself staring at his Aunt's enormous boobs. Although he had
sucked on and had his butt screwed by a lot of adult men's cocks, he had
never before in his whole life seen a woman's bared breasts.

"What you lookin' at handsome?" his Aunt asked with a smoker's hoarseness to
her voice. "Ain't you ever seen mama melons before, hon?" The woman slapped
her tits making them bounce some. "Hell, as long as my second ex paid for
them, might as well show 'em off. You like 'em, don't ya, handsome? I can
tell" she added looking right at Timmy's father and then his crotch.

He blushed as he tried not to stare. He had to admit that his
sister-in-law's sluttiness was a big turn on.

"Damn, only thing my sister done I wished I done was marry a hunk like you,
babe. And a hunk with money!", she said as she puffed smoke into the morning
air. "Fuck, if I'da married you, we'd have had more babies that this
handsome little nephew of mine here. Or died trying! I can tell you that."
She laughed as she stared at Timmy's dad's crotch. "Bet you swing a good
eight or nine inches, don't you, handsome? You got big feet, too."

Timmy's father, now all red-faced, chuckled nervously as he felt his cock
come to life. "I better get a cup of coffee.", he said as he excused himself
and went back into the house.

As he poured himself some coffee, Tawny came back into the kitchen and
looked around.

"Is it okay?", she asked.

"Is what okay, sweetie?", the man asked as he opened a packet of Equal for
his coffee.

"That I do this?", she whispered as she stood right beside him and squeezed
his cock through his boxers. The little girl giggled and then quickly ran
away onto the patio.

With a mother-daughter wake up call like they were having, Timmy's dad now
knew what must be occurring -- and occurring often within those four walls.

Outside, Tawny pulled off her nightshirt and dared Timmy to race her to the
small swimming pool set out on the one patch of grass.

"Go ahead, hon, pull 'em off. It's okay. I'll bring 'em inside for ya",
Sally said looking at Timmy's Spiderman 2 bottoms.

"It's okay?", he asked, knowing his mother hated their being naked. "Oh,
you're at your Aunt Sally's house now. And they is my rules. I'll deal with
your mama, don't you worry. You're here to have fun, ain't you?"

Timmy nodded thinking Sally was the coolest Aunt a boy could have. He pulled
down his pajama bottoms as she watched. Before he could make a move, she
shook her head and with a nasty grin said, "Oh, now you are going to be the
handsome buck one day, hon. Look at all that meat you got there already!",
she said nodding toward her eight-year-old nephew's penis. "You might
already be bigger than my second husband was!", she laughed.

Timmy blushed and ran to the pool where he and Tawny splashed around.

Timmy's father came back outside sipping his coffee and he and Sally watched
the two kids playing.

"They look cute like that, don't they, handsome?", Sally said in a low
voice.

"Yeah, they're very sweet together", Timmy's dad replied. "They seem to be
getting along really well, too."

"Well, I know my Tawny sure likes you", Sally replied. "But she seems to
like any man wearing a pair of trousers."

"What do you mean?", her brother-in-law replied as he took a nervous swig of
his hot coffee.

"Oh, I don't know", the bare-chested Sally said as she kept her eyes on her
daughter. "Ever since her daddy...you know, Chet...was always screwing with
her and then, again with Frank...well, Frank used to tell me she was always
trying to feel him. You knew that, did you?"

Timmy's dad just shook his head. He'd never heard any of this before.

Sally took a long drag of her cigarette as she shrugged, "Well, I never told
your wife so how would you know? Fuck, you may as well know it now. Oh,
yeah, Frank said she was always grabbing him...you know, grabbing at his
cock. And then this last son of a bitch, Mitchell, the fuckhead who knocked
me up with Scotty...he used to say Tawny was blowing men but for months
never had the balls to tell me who. And god knows you can't get a word from
that girl's lips."

"How would he have even known that?", Timmy's dad asked trying to sound
concerned.

"You got that right, hon", Sally replied as she took another tense drag of
her cigarette. "That's why he run off and left this dump of a house to me
and the kids. I asked him exactly that same question. I asked him,
'Mitchell, if you keep on saying that about my Tawny...and mind you, she was
only four at the time he started saying she was doing such things...then I
said, Mitchell, you fucking tell me how you are so fuckin' sure that little
girl is sucking dick and you better damn well tell me now.' I wasn't going
to listen to another month of him telling me she was sucking off strangers
someplace."

There was a dead pause before Timmy's dad asked with a cough, "And did he
tell you?"

"Uh ha" Sally replied. "He sure as fuck did. He turns to me, and mind you, I
had just found out that week I was pregnant again...and he says, 'How do I
know that? Cuz she sucked me and my buddies while I was out working one
night.' Can you fuckin' believe that Harley fuckin' fuckhole? While I was
busting my ass making cash for his stupid motorcycle and his beer, he and
his biker pals are here busting their nut inside my Tawny!"

"That's terrible! So what happened?" Timmy's dad asked, afraid to betray the
fact that he was secretly thrilled.

"So we have this screaming match", Sally continued to explain. "I'm calling
him names, he's calling me names. H's calling me a prostitute...a trash
slut...which, don't go telling my sister, was true at the time... but, hell,
I was turning just one or two tricks a week at the truck stop to make ends
meet. And fuck yeah, the things I called him were true too. Then I said I
was gunna call the cops same like I did with Chet that time I walked in on
him with three of his goddamn fingers in Tawny...and just like Chet,
Mitchell got on his bike and I ain't never seen him again. Instead, I got a
letter later that month telling me to come to some county office to sign
papers saying he was giving me this house."

"So you never called the cops I take it?", Timmy's father asked hopingly.

"Naw, handsome", Sally said. "A man pays for his sins either through
jailtime or giving your sis-in-law Sal here something in exchange. It's up
to him what he wants done. I don't call cops on a good customer, if you want
to call him that. I call him that all the time. He may have been my
boyfriend but he was Tawny's customer."

"Yeah, but it was your own four-year-old...", Timmy's dad said. "I mean,
giving you this, I hate to say it Sally, but giving you this shack made it
okay?"

"Sure!" Sally said putting out her cigarette as she got up from her chair to
head back inside. "I think of this house as Tawny's anyway. Hell, she earned
it. Four years old and giving nine bikers head...in one night? Fuck, that
adds up to somewhere in the neighborhood of having earned $8000 a BJ the
night I was out working. Shit, she breaks my record, handsome! This is her
house."

With a smile, Sally then purposefully brushed her naked tits against Timmy's
dad's hairy left arm as she went around him and went back into the kitchen
where she poured herself a cup of coffee.

Timmy's dad sat on a patio chair looking at his son and niece splashing.
With a raging morning woody in his undershorts, he now knew that perhaps
Timmy hadn't inherited everything from just his side of the family.


end.

