Adventures of a very powerful young man and his friends.

Tim, the Teenage Part Eighteen By: Rass Senip



"Holy Shit," Joey exclaimed when opening a drawer of the additional cabinet. "It’s a drawer full of those things Sandi had. Except they don't look like they vibrate. Hey Tim, what did they call them?" he asked holding up the plastic penis.

"Dildo, dummy," Suzi answered instead. "What? Don't you think girls know about them? Who do you think uses them?" She walked up and picked out a black one and said, "Hey... I think I'll take a couple of these home. It'll come in handy for our three ways.."


"Maybe you would rather have one that has a vibrator built in," he said, turning on the one he picked up on. He held it in his hand to feel its affect, then a light bulb came on in his head.













"Ha ha," Joey said, putting the plastic penis in my hands. I held it, then examined it to figure out how to turn it on and off.



"My mom."

"You don't know?"

"She is supposed to be thirty-eight. But..."


"I've never seen her naked like that before. The nearest I ever saw her like that was that time at the pool. And then it was in a one piece suit."



"Uhh, Tim? Are you saying what I think you're saying? Cause if you are..."


"Can I?"

"Do what."

"Never mind."

"You know what?"


"This does feel pretty good."


"Hey, Joey?"


"If we do, I get the backdoor. K?"

"Deal.... Uhm, Tim?"


"Does Suzi have what I think she has?"

"What, the thing in her mouth?"

"No. The thing she has in her hands."

"Uhm Joey?"


"I think we better run."



"Hey, Suzi?"

"Hmmm?" she said, vibrator in her mouth.

"Do you think I'm losing it?"


"Well, I kinda, like, want to do my mom..."

"Oh, Timmy... You would be losing it if you didn't want to. Who wouldn't?"

"I just can't get it out of my head, though. My mom. She's like... a sex goddess or something.. I mean.. You know."

"I know. Her body is... perfect."

"She even looks better than the twins."

"She even looks better than me."


"Maybe she loves him."

"Yeah, right," I said sarcastically.

"Face it Tim. Your dad isn't all that bad of a guy... I can't believe I just said that, but you know what I mean."


Joey finally peeked in, checking to see if Suzi had laid down her weapon. "Tim? You gonna sleep in you shorts?" he asked, walking in.


Joey started to strip, and was nude in a flash. He crawled under the sheets, and slipped his body behind me.

"Tim? Are you mad at me?"


"Uhm, for what I said in the limo, and all the other shit I said. And for... letting your dad get in my head like that."


"But... I still like.... Slaves and all, you know? I want to have some, kinda. You know what I mean."


"We will? But I thought... I mean after all this..."

"We will have slaves, but they have to agree to be one first, and then they will always have the option to quit. I'm just not ready for it yet, that's all. But some day I will. And then you and I will really have some fun. Okay?"

"What about Suzi?"

"I've already talked to her. She's okay with it, as long as we don't get too carried away."

"How come you’re just telling me now?"





"Can I go to sleep now?"

"Wait for Suzi. She'll wanna snuggle up to ya. And so do I, so roll back on your side 'cause here she is."


I laid there letting my mind wander over memories, then started to let it wander in minds around me. Finding everything peaceful, I searched for someone who was already up and about. I found Fanny busily tending some flowers, and peeked in her mind to see who and what she was. She was the only living family member from an East Germany neighborhood. When she was sixteen, she escaped to the Western side, and found few opportunities that were honest.




"Let's see. It can't be Joy or Honey, cause they wouldn't be working so fast." I frowned, then said, "But it doesn't feel like Suzi either. Too much tongue work. Uhm, it couldn't be grandma because she would have taken her teeth out, and Carol and Vicki are at the other mansion... I give up. Who is it?"




"Shit," I said laying back down.




"Don't call them that like that."

"Huh? I don't understand."

"Don't call them my mom and dad. Mom and father, mother and father, but not mom and dad."


"Your parents are your mom and dad. My parents are not a set. They're.... separate. You get what I mean?"




"I'm not saying I don't. But.. Oh, let’s just drop the subject. I'm hungry lets go eat."



"Heh," I said to myself.

I figured what's the use. Everyone here has seen me naked, seen me having sex, and seen my virginities taken either live or in a painting. What was left to be modest about? I was the first to the table, and my jaw dropped when I saw my mother's image on the wall formed by the crystal ceiling. She looked slightly younger, but it could have just been the hair. The only word I could think of was... magnificent. I took the seat that faced the image square on. My pancakes were brought out to me, and I was so involved in my food and the image, I didn't hear anyone approach.






"I'm sorry Tim. I forgot you were still uncomfortable about this. I'll go put a robe on..." she said turning.

"Mom, wait.." I sputtered. "I need to talk to you, now, please?"


I said, "I don't care if he hears. It isn't anything he hasn't... It just doesn't matter," I said, blushing again from her figure, and trying not to draw attention to my dick which was standing straight up.


"I'll try.." not mentioning what I was trying the hardest to control.



"Nineteen, two years before you were born."

"Mom, are you and father going to.... you know. Get together or something?"


"Well, it's a bit too soon to answer that. Let's just take it one day at a time, shall we?"

"What about... uhm. Well, are we going to move in or something? I think I'd rather stay at home during the week. I don't want to .."

"Tim, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. My job pays enough that I was wanting to get a nicer place. But I know you don't want to leave your school and your friends, so I was looking for someplace around the area. No, I don't think we will move into you father's mansions, but we may stay in them on the weekends."

"Oh, now Sam. If he wants to stay at his school, he could always ride in the limo ...."



"Then what dear. Get to the point."


At least my other problem was finally giving me a break.




"But..." I said nervously.



"Look, I, uhm, I.. I gotta go.." I said as I slid out from underneath my mother's hand.



"Tim, do you know who they are?"

"Uhm, no. But I would guess the baby is you, and that's your mom and dad."

"You're right. The painting was the last gift my father gave my mother before she died. He had it painted, using his own and mom's memories. I've always wanted one made of me holding you. Now maybe it will happen. But that isn't what we are here to talk about.

"Timmy, I love you. You're my son. Having these powers tends to make your sex drive go into overdrive. All these years as I watched you grow, especially recently, I have had to resist... seducing my own son. I thought that all I needed was to let some of it out, and that was one of the reasons I wanted to spend a weekend with your father. But last night, seeing you nude just amplified all my desires. I jumped on your father to keep myself from jumping on you.

"And now I know you are having the same problems. I know it doesn't help seeing me in the nude, but I think the time has come for me to stop hiding my true colors. I love going nude. I always have.


"Mom? Did you and your dad..."


"Yeah. How?"


"Mom? I love you too, you know.... Okay. I guess if you can do it, I can do it. But.. It would help if you weren't so..."

"Sexy? Thank you baby. You don't know how sexy you are yourself. But that is the limit of it. Look.. Don't touch."

"Yeah. I just hope I don't have any more dreams about you, that’s all."

"Timmy, you've been in my dreams since you were two years old. I don't think you can even hope not to."

"Uhm, mom? What about Joey? He kinda has had a crush on you since... Well since he knew you. And he kinda.. you know. Wants to too."




"Holy sh... Holy cow.." Joey exclaimed as Suzi gasped.



Suzi had squirmed and giggled, but Joey was scared stiff. Well, most of him was stiff from fright, the rest... well, you know. I turned Suzi around and started to undress her. She was turning red, but she permitted me to continue. My mom started to undress Joey, and that made his face drain of color. But moments later, it was red, along with ever other part of his body. My mom had stuck her hand in his drawers and pulled his hardening tool out.


"Huh?" He squeaked looking at me.


Joey swallowed hard. Then he squeaked, "Okay?"





"A very well executed number thirty two," my father said. "Although I think you've gotten rusty Sam. It took you a whole thirty seconds of suction before he came. You use to suck it out of me like I was a straw."

My mother's mothering of Joey brought Suzi's and my mutual fondling to an end. I almost had thrown Suzi to the floor and fucked her on the spot if it hadn't been for the image of my mother as a baby popping up in my head.


"I traded them and several others for the twins. Old Gladius probably made a lot of money off of them..."

I was getting sick. "You two sound like you're talking about those stupid goblets with Suzi's dad! Every time I start thinking I can like this, you go and.. and.. prove me wrong! ARGGG!" I yelled, pulling Suzi down the hall with me.

"Tim! Come back here!" my mother demanded.

I stopped. She didn't use that tone of voice with me very often, and I knew better than to ignore her. I didn't go to her, but I didn't go any further down the hall either.









"Is it too bright in here?" she said seriously. "It is supposed to always stay at the same brightness. Even when it's dark outside, the chandelier.."



"Did you hear that Sam? I never thought I would hear him say that in front of you. It sent a shiver down me... Yeah, Tim."

"Uhm, sorry about what I said."

"What. Oh that. Sorry I was, er, insensitive, as your mother puts it. I'll try and not be so crude. But I am who I am, and what I did in the past can't be changed. So if I try and.. be more sensitive, can you be a little more... forgiving of my deeds?"

"I guess that would be fair," I said, feeling a little guilty. But even so, "Uhm, we were talking yesterday.... and were wondering if..."


"Huh? No I wasn't.. Okay maybe I was a little, but I didn't say anything I didn't mean, and I..."

"I know you meant it Tim," my father said. "If there is one thing I learned about you, you're always trying to be fair, just like your mother. Go ahead, ask what you wanted to ask."

"We were kinda like, uhm.. Wanting to go shopping for stuff," I said, rushing the end.


"No, Charles. I've been the parent all this time. You can try it for once. Especially if you're still wanting to... you know."





"Well, I don't know about taking the sex toys to school. But apart from that, the rest is fine. I'm sure the cost is not a problem.."


"Convertible?" I asked.


"Just the rear section," my father said. "The driver is still enclosed. Unless you would rather take one of the others."



"Yes, Master." Sherman said from the corner of the room. None of us had even noticed him standing there.


"Oh yeah. We were kind of hoping we could take the twins shopping for clothes.. But if you don't want.."

"The Twins? Wear clothes?" my father stuttered.


"In their.. their.... baby blue dresses?" he said in complete shock.


"I can't believe it. I could never get them to wear those without ordering them too, and then they looked so... miserable in them. But they... put them on? Willingly?... Excuse me," he said, getting up.




"Yeah, that would be cool. But first, I think the painters have a special portrait to paint. Huh, mom."

"I think I'll start that right now," my mother said, getting up. "Now, where did he..... There he is... Thank you dear."


"So Joey.." Suzi started.


"Who does give better head?"

anonymous readerReport

2011-07-23 03:20:23
Great story it's really my style

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