"He's your son." [END]

For the moment, it was only Gary and Lil together in the clinic waiting room.

"He's your son," Lil said. "But did that mean you had to get your dick cut too?"

Gary smiled at his sister. "David is marrying in," he said. "So he's doing it for Tamara's family." He grinned wider. "So am I. Tamara's parents are swingers. After they got to know me and Bernie, after Bernie and her mom guested with their parties, I knew I wanted to join too. But their group isn't open to uncircumcised men."

Lil laughed and shook her head. "I should have guessed," she said. "Even now, my big brother is still thinking with his dick."

"How's our girl?" Gary asked.

"You talk to Annie more than I do," Lil said. "But she seemed pretty happy up in Clam House when I went to visit."

Gary laughed. "Is that what they call it?"

"Well, officially it's the Anne Whitney House," Lil said. "But a nudist women's co-op in Boston? Yep, a lot of girls with their clams hanging out."

"How long can you stay?" Gary asked.

"Couple weeks past the wedding," Lil said. "Bernie said we should go up to Cave Springs."

Gary's eyes widened. "Last time...?"

Lil shook her head. "Ha ha, no, no gangbang for me. Just you and me and Bernie. It's been too long."

"Too long," Gary said.

David stepped back into the waiting room. Dad was kissing Aunt Lil. Lil was kissing back. Not like a sister. He smiled, thinking of the story that Grandma Vee had told him about the night Dad had knocked up Mom and Lil. God, we're screwed up, he thought. But somehow it just keeps working out. He smiled to himself. Tonight he and Tamara were going to put his newly trimmed dick to work for the first time. After eighteen months of handjobs and finger-fucking, he was gonna drive it home. Tamara was just as hot for it. She hadn't had dick for two years.

David stepped up and cleared his throat. "Dad? Aunt Lil?"

"David, come give me a hug!" Lil said.