Bernie's cousin Ben, in front of Bernie and Joyce

Months ago...

Ben's breaths came out as quick moans as Gary knelt behind him, rocking his cock in a steady rhythm up the other young man's ass. Gary was a little sore, since Ben was his third today, after having anal intercourse with his girlfriend Bernie and to Bernie's mom Joyce, the semi-famous author of the high school sex education text Free to Masturbate. Bernie and Joyce had each gotten off from anal with the aid of a vibrator, while it seemed like Ben might just go off without any help.

Bernie was lying on her side on a sheet-covered floor mattress, one knee drawn up toward her soft, golden belly, her eyes fluttering between closed and open. Talk about rocking someone's world, Gary thought. Bernie had just kept coming and coming and coming. She was still down for the count.

Joyce sat on a large beanbag chair, covered with a soft, washable knit cotton coverlet. His girlfriend's mother, fat, naked, golden-skinned, with a mop of curly salt-and-pepper hair on her head and another over her pubis, was fingering her clit as she watched Gary and Ben. Joyce had been Gary's second partner today, confident and direct, having Gary enter her face to face, telling Gary how to move, telling him how good his penis felt for anal penetration, and timing her orgasm so she and Gary came together. It had been a quick, intense bout, leaving them both laughing and smiling before Gary withdrew. This afternoon, Joyce had done all the fluffing needed to get Gary and Ben hard, using her skilled hands, and had put the condom on Gary's cock each time before he had taken Bernie, Joyce herself, and then Ben.

"Do you believe us now, Ben?" Joyce said teasingly. "You had a lot to say earlier. It looks to me like you're enjoying yourself. How does it feel?"

Ben's anus squeezed on Gary's slowly rocking shaft, first a gentle squeeze with each thrust, and then tighter, more irregularly. His breaths went from moans to sobs. He lifted his head to meet Joyce's eyes. His mouth worked like words were coming out, but the sounds were just more moans and sobs.

Joyce continued, "Did you know it's actually not rare to be orgasmic simply from receiving anal penetration? If the conditions are right."

Ben stiffened. He groaned low in his throat. His hips tilted, lifting his butt, while his head strained down and forward. "OH!" he cried. His head bucked up, his hips jolted, and then his head strained downward again. His ass was squeezing rhythmically again on Gary's shaft, about once a second, as Ben shot his load.

"That's beautiful, Ben," Joyce said. "You have such a beautiful orgasm face. Gary, keep moving, very gently."

Gary hadn't lasted very long after that. His voice lifted in a moan, joining Ben's sobs of pleasure, and Gary shot his third load, not big, but hot and deep, up Ben's butt.

"You have a lovely orgasm face, Gary," Joyce said. "I hope my daughter and I get to see it often." Joyce gave Gary a beaming smile as he shot his last drops.

Gary was jolted back to the present by a knock on the bathroom door.

"Gary, baby coming!" came Sandy's voice. "They want you."

Gary eased back out of Peter's ass. Pete had a wet wipe and a soft dry towel ready. He knelt down and gently cleaned and dried Gary's penis, then stood up.

"Go, don't keep them waiting," Peter said.

Gary tucked himself back into the soft knit pants he'd been wearing during the long baby vigil and quickly washed his hands. The time had come. He left Peter Walker in the bathroom and followed Sandy's pointing finger toward the nurse waiting to guide him to the delivery room.