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Under Cover Brother Pt. 01

By: sethp



The Gann Family Saga Part 1

I hope you enjoy this tale of undercover agents, criminal gangs, and family shenanigans. It starts off as an undercover tale, involving a brother and his sister, and then veers off into Misery territory as our protagonist is at the mercy of his mother. It's one of my longer stories, so if you like them shorter, you should move on. As always I look forward to your feedback. I'd like to thank PennLady for her help in editing, however all the mistakes in this story are mine and mine alone. This is also a sitcom type of story, where the characters don't always make the same choices that you and I would make in real life. Don't take it too seriously, sit back, relax and enjoy.

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Seth rechecked his weapons, and then made sure he didn't have anything on him that would link him to his real life. His continued existence depended on his anonymity. If the Vice Lords found out who he really was, he would be very, very dead after a very, very long torture session. He was on a long undercover operation that was becoming more dangerous with every passing day. 

Special Agent Seth Gann had infiltrated a criminal gang that was involved in gun running, prostitution and methamphetamine trafficking. They were known as the Vice Lords, and they were part outlaw motorcycle gang and part drug cartel. They were the most dangerous, violent gang that Seth had ever heard of and he was determined to take them all down no matter the danger. He almost had enough evidence to take down the whole gang except for their leader, Big John Ford. 

His superiors had wanted him to pull out before now, but Seth had persuaded them to give him one more chance to get some evidence on Big John. Tonight was going to be that last chance. The Vice Lords had invited Seth to become an official member and "Patch In" to the gang this very night. If successful, he would have unprecedented access to all of the inner workings of the Vice lords. He would be one of the few law enforcement agents that had ever infiltrated a criminal gang to this extent. 

Tonight there were going to be some minor initiation rituals for him and a couple of the other, real, prospects. A prospect was a minor thug in the gang that was trying to become a full fledged member. It had taken almost a year of undercover work, but Seth was on the verge becoming a real member of the Vice Lords. There would be lots of drinking this night, and, at last, a chance to get into their club house and perhaps get some hard evidence on Big John. 

Seth couldn't take a chance on wearing a wire and he knew that he might be stuck inside the club house for a full day and night. The plan was that if his commanding officer hadn't received word from Seth within forty-eight hours they were going to raid the clubhouse and get what they could; end of operation. It had taken a lot of convincing to even get that much time from his superiors.

The hardest part about this undercover operation was the separation from his real life, and especially his family. He was really missing his mother and sister. Seth decided to call his mother before heading out. He hadn't seen anyone in his family for weeks and just couldn't chance that someone from the gang might be tailing him with the initiating coming up. He couldn't his about his assignment and why he hadn't been around.

"Hello," his mother answered on the first ring.

"Hey, it's me."

"Seth!" she squealed into the phone. "I haven't seen you in weeks. Are you avoiding me because of what I said about that girl you'd been seeing?"

"No, it's nothing like that, Mom."

"Don't lie to your mother," she said laughing a little. "I just didn't like her. That's all, but it doesn't mean I'm mad at you or judging you or anything. Why don't you come over tomorrow and I'll make us all a big spaghetti dinner like I used to. Bring HER, if you like."

Seth wasn't seeing anyone. His mom had caught him hanging out with one of the girls from the clubhouse, once before. "Thanks, Mom," Seth said, feeling worse than ever for the lie he was about to tell his own mother. "I can't. I'm working the graveyard shift tonight and then I've got to go over to California tomorrow for a two-day training session and I'm NOT seeing Candy. Can I get a rain check for next weekend?"

"I guess," his mom said. "You sure have been working a lot lately. If I didn't know better, I'd still say you were avoiding me."

Seth hated this part of undercover work the most. He could handle the danger and stress and endless piles of paperwork, but he hated being pulled away from his family. This was one reason that he had never married or had any children.

He had always been extremely close to his mother, especially since the sudden death of his father a few years past. It had been tough on everyone, bringing Seth and his mother closer together. His father's death, however, had caused his sister, Millie, to pull away from them. She always seemed to be getting into trouble and he had just found out that his sister was stripping at O'Malley's on the edge of town. He had been hoping to spend some time with his sister and try to get through to her, but that would have to wait until after this investigation was complete.

"Seth? Are you still there?"

"Oh, sorry, Mom. I was just drifting away thinking about how good your spaghetti is going to be next weekend. Can you make that special garlic bread?"

"Yes, and you had better show up this time or I will know that you are avoiding me. Besides, that will just leave more for Millie and me. You know that she misses you as much as I do, right?"

"I know Mom," Seth lied. He hadn't known that. At least his mother and sister were talking again. That was good news. "Tell her that I can't wait to see her. Are you going to see her tonight?"

"Heavens, no," Seth's mom said, exasperated. "She's working late tonight like you. I've been watching the baby for her though. Millie's working so much that I've barely seen her in weeks except when she drops the baby off, but I have been talking to her again. She's coming around I think, but we need you, Seth. I think we all need to get this family whole again. Well...as much as we can."

"I know Mom. I know. Look, I've got to go, I'm running late, but I'll call you this week and I'll be there for sure next weekend. Bye."

"Bye honey."

Seth put his cell phone away, after clearing all of his call history. He went out and fired up the old mustang that was his undercover car. Most of the gang members either drove beat-up muscle cars or motorcycles. It was only the upper ranks of the gang that drove expensive cars or brand new Harleys.

Big John alternated between a chromed-out Super Glide and a brand new black Corvette. Seth wasn't anywhere near the top. In fact tonight was his ceremony for just being an official part of the gang. His car had to look the part of a low-end criminal, and it did. So did Seth. His hair was long and he had a shaggy goatee, and he wore old jeans and a T-shirt under a leather vest with the word "prospect" on the back.

Driving towards the club house, Seth's thoughts turned to his sister, Millie. He hadn't seen her in about a month and that wasn't a pleasant memory. He had gone to her house to pick up something for his mom. When Millie answered the door, her eyes were glassed over and she reeked of alcohol. 

It took her a few seconds to focus and recognize who was at the door. She was still wearing a skimpy outfit from her job at O'Malley's and it didn't leave anything to the imagination. Her incredibly large breasts were ready to burst out of her top. His gaze had lingered on Millie's chest longer than it should have, but she didn't seem to notice. They didn't say a word to each other that day, and Seth couldn't get the image of his disheveled sister or her straining breasts out of his head.

It was near seven o'clock in the evening, when Seth pulled up to the Vice Lords' club house. The parking lot out front was fuller than usual and heavy metal music was already blasting inside. It was definitely going to be a crazy night. He just hoped that he lived through it. 

Seth walked into the club house, ready for anything. The heavy chords of Slayer washed over him from the speakers in the corners by the club house bar. There were about twenty full-patch members of the Vice Lords drinking, dancing, making out with sleazy girls, or playing pool or darts. Several of them came over to Seth, clapping him on the shoulder and telling Seth that this was going to be one of the best nights of his life. 

Seth got a beer from one of the newer prospects and drained half of it in one swig. He was already having second thoughts about this. He'd heard stories about previous initiations. He barely had time to recollect what he had heard when Big John bellowed Seth's name from the back room, the secret room that only full members were allowed to enter. It was called The Church. Taking a deep breath and then draining the rest of his beer, Seth walked back to face his destiny. 

Big John Ford sat on his "throne" and watched Seth walk into the inner sanctum of the Vice Lords. All of the full-patch members of the gang were inside and two of them closed the door and locked it behind Seth. Seth noticed with relief that he wasn't the only member being initiated. There were three other prospective members standing in front of Big John. Seth lined up next to them. He recognized all three of them as petty criminals that he had seen and worked with before. They all nodded at each other and then turned to face the Throne. 

The Throne was a large chair carved out of an enormous, single piece of wood. Probably a redwood, Seth thought to himself, although he didn't know anything about wood. It was intricately carved and decorated with a pirate-like, skull and crossbones insignia and stained a dark red. Big John stared down at them. He was one of the largest and ugliest men that Seth had ever laid eyes on. Big and ugly, but definitely not stupid and not someone you ever wanted to cross.

Big John slammed his fist down on the edge of his throne with a loud bang and the room fell silent. All eyes were on Big John and he in turn was staring long and hard at each of the four prospects lined up in front of him. After a moment he spoke; his loud voice echoing throughout the room. 

"I've been watching you boys closely for the last few months, and I think you're ready. You've proven your value to this club and to me and you've all put in your time."

The room murmured its approval of Big John's words. Big John spoke to each prospect, highlighting his achievements. Finally he came to Seth. 

"Seth," he said smiling. "You're the newest one here, but you've already proven your worth to me. Your ideas on streamlining our gun running operation and meth labs have been outstanding and you've proven yourself in other ways too."

Then he looked up and addressed the entire room. He pulled his .357 Magnum from his holster, holding it up for the whole room to see.

"There are three tests to join the Vice Lords," Big John said, setting his massive handgun on the armrest of his throne. "Fail to pass any one of them and I'll end your life right here and right now. If you can't pass, then you aren't worthy to be here and you've wasted my time. I won't abide that shit." He spat on the floor as he spoke. "Begin!"

At this command, twenty Vice Lord members in the room attacked the four prospects in front of Big John. Seth was punched in the face and knocked to the floor where he was kicked and stomped on repeatedly. Somehow, he was able to regain his feet and start fighting back. Seth proceeded to punch one member in the jaw, knocking him to his feet and then front kicked another, who tripped and sprawled over the first member Seth had knocked down. This temporary victory was short lived, as Seth was swarmed by members and pummeled to the ground again. Just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, Big John yelled, "Stop!"

Seth slowly got to his feet. Nothing felt broken and he still had all his teeth, but every inch of his body hurt and he could feel blood dripping down his face from several cuts there. That was one hell of an initiation, Seth thought. One of the prospects was moaning on the ground holding his hands over his nose. The other two had gotten back up on their feet with Seth and stood in front of Big John again. 

"Get up," Big John yelled at the man on the ground.

"Fuck this shit!" The prospect yelled back, getting to his knees, blood pouring out of his ruined nose. "It's broken! I didn't sign up for this shit. I'm leaving. Fuck you!"

"No, fuck you!" Big John replied, shooting the man right in the center of the chest. The prospect was flung onto his back by the shot. His body twitched a few times in defiance, and then stopped.

"Get that scum out of here," Big John ordered. Several members dragged the dead prospect from a door in the side of the room. 

Seth stood up a little taller in front of Big John. It took all he had not to glare at the man. Seth knew that to do so would show disrespect and would surely mean that the next bullet out of that monster hand gun would be aimed at him. Seth was boiling with rage inside; he had just witnessed murder. He vowed to himself that he would get Big John if it was the last thing he did. Seth recalled the name of the prospect that had been murdered was Shorty. 

"That always weeds out the pussies." Big John roared with laughter. "Next test," he yelled again. "This one weeds out the cops."

"Oh shit," Seth thought. Oh shit was right. Through the same side door that they had dragged Shorty's body out of, a scantily-clad woman emerged holding a large mirror. On it were twelve lines of white powder. Seth knew there would be consequences if he did any illegal drugs, but he'd be one dead agent if he didn't do what was expected of him. He had to do this. The agency would understand. This was life or death.

When the lines were presented to him, he snorted his four without hesitation, It was either cocaine or meth, maybe mixed with something else. Instantly regretting it, feeling dizzy and lightheaded and wishing he had a beer to help take away the edge, Seth grabbed his chest. He was a bit worried that his heart was going to explode and burst right out of it! The room spun. There was definitely something else in those lines. 

Big John spoke.

"You've all done well, boys, and even though that last test had a little extra kick to it, I don't think any of ya is gonna die. If you do, you weren't tough enough to join with us any ways. I think you'll like the last test though. It's really the last test of manliness, isn't it? You've got to do a woman in front of the rest of us. I don't care what hole you stick it in, but you've got to take care of business. If you can't finish the job, then I guess that means that you don't trust your brothers, and I can't abide that shit either. Bring them in."

The side door opened and three girls came in. "I'll pick your girls for you." Big John said with a big gap toothed grin.

The girls were standing in the shadows at the edge of the room and Seth couldn't really make them out. "Shit," Seth muttered under his breath. He knew the types of girls that hung out at the club house and he didn't have a rubber with him. Could he even get it up in front of all of these thugs, with a used-up meth whore, knowing that he was probably going to get some kind of VD? He was yanked out of his thoughts by Big John's booming voice again.

"Bobby, you get the black one. That should be a good test for you." A beautiful, yet too-thin black girl came over to the prospect on Seth's right and instantly they started kissing, hands roaming over each other's bodies. She didn't seem so bad, Seth thought. He might make it out of this yet, and with his pecker in one piece. 

"Wayne, you get the old one." Big John and the rest of the room roared with laughter. An old, used up, woman walked into the room. Seth could see that she must have lived a very rough life and he could tell by the way that she swung her arms around as she walked, that she was definitely a tweaker. Wayne, however, seemed very pleased by his girl and pulled his faded jeans down to his ankles. The old whore dropped to her knees and sucked Wayne's rapidly-hardening dick into her mostly toothless mouth.

"Seth, you lucked out tonight. You get Millie. I hope you like em a little plumper. Come on out, Millie," Big John bellowed.

Seth, reeling from the drugs in his system, started laughing and almost yelled back how funny that was, because he had a sister named Millie too. "Pull your self together Seth," he said under his breath. The room was spinning and he couldn't think straight. There was much, much more in those lines than just cocaine, Seth thought as the last girl came forward.

Seth instantly recognized the girl that walked forward. That long, curly auburn hair, those wide green eyes and those massive tits, bouncing under her tight tube top belonged to his sister. Millie walked up in front of him, eyes widening in recognition and horror, as she looked up at Seth. She let out a soft gasp as she mouthed the word "No." Seth just stood there staring back at her.

Big John picked up his gun. "What's the matter, boy? Don't like girls?"

"No...I mean yes!" Seth stumbled on his words. "My head's spinning. I got this," he yelled, lying to everyone in the room, including himself. He did not have this shit at all, and didn't think he could even touch his sister right now. He was a dead man. As he glanced down at his sister's jutting breasts and large nipples poking against the fabric of her top, his cock had other ideas and started hardening.

"No," Seth muttered, silently willing his cock to deflate. His cock wouldn't listen. 

Millie looked up at her brother, knowing that this was a life or death situation. She closed the distance between them pressing her body against his and kissing him on the lips and then tracing kisses down to his neck. When she was right next to his ear, she whispered. "I'm so sorry...this is so fucked up...let me get you off with my hand...it won't count as...you know...we have to..." Millie looked like she was going to cry as she took a little step back and then she surprised Seth and pulled her tube top down. Her heavy boobs falling free.

Seth was now painfully hard, straining against his tight jeans, despite the fact that it was his sister who stood in front of him, topless. "Fuck..." he mouthed. He couldn't take his eyes off of her huge, heavy breasts. They were amazing. Her nipples were long and thick and looked like they were harder than his cock!

Millie grabbed Seth's hands and placed them on her breasts and then she started undoing his jeans. The crowd in the room was going wild watching the show. Bobby had the black girl bent over a table, and was fucking her furiously from behind. From the noises she was making, she was enjoying it just as much as he was. Wayne had already finished and was drinking a beer against the far wall. Big John was still on his throne watching Seth and Millie intently. His hand never left his gun.

"Oh!" Millie exclaimed, as she pulled Seth's jeans and underwear down to his knees, freeing his cock. Millie seemed surprised that it was so big and so hard already. It was already leaking precum and throbbing menacingly. She stroked it tightly as she resumed kissing him; hoping that she could make him cum with her hand. It wouldn't count as incest this way. Her hand slid over the tip of his cock and then all the way down his thick shaft coating him with his own precum.

"You better get to fucking, Seth. I'm beginning to think you're funny," Big John shouted. He was notoriously ill-tempered and violent. If he thought for a second that someone was trying to pull something over on him, he was deadly. "You know, I don't abide no funny shit!" 


Under Cover Brother Pt. 01



"Bro," Millie whispered again in Seth's ear. She hadn't called him that since they were in high school together. "He's going to kill us if we don't do something. I have to do something. I'm going to suck you off, but you better pull out and cum on my tits. I think I can handle that. I have to ... or he'll kill us. Just don't cum in my mouth."

Mille sank to her knees in front of Seth and after taking a deep breath, parted her full lips and sucked him into her mouth. She kept a firm hold on the base of his cock as she worked her lips up and down his shaft. Seth grunted in pleasure as Millie took him into her throat. When her lips touched his pubic hair she worked her way back up and off his cock and locked eyes with Seth. Seth's head was starting to clear a little bit and he managed to smile and give Big John a thumbs up as Millie's full lips worked their way back down his hard cock.

"Oh Fuck...uh...you're the best...you're the best I ever had," Seth groaned.

Big John relaxed a little and took his hand away from the gun. Seth groaned as Millie took him into her throat again, a little deeper this time. Her eyes were closed tight and she was sucking hard on his cock, trying to get him to cum as quickly as she could. Millie caressed Seth's balls, and snaked her tongue along the underside of his cock. She was using every trick she could think of to get him off, and she knew a lot of tricks. 

Finally, Seth started relaxing and getting into it. It was a combination of Millie's talented mouth and the drugs in his system. He entwined his fingers into his sister's thick, red hair and thrust his cock urgently into Millie's mouth. Millie gagged a little during his first thrust. She wasn't expecting it, but she relaxed and was soon in sync with her brother, taking him into her throat easily with every thrust. She would have been lying if she said she wasn't enjoying giving her brother pleasure. She loved oral sex and Seth had a huge cock. This was just so wrong, though.

"Oh Good...so good...so amazing...You're so beautiful," Seth grunted as he fucked Millie's face harder. His cock was sliding between her lips and down her throat with each powerful thrust. Millie was drooling out of the corners of her mouth, saliva running down her chin. She flushed in pride. She was good and she knew it, and she was taking a perverse pleasure in knowing that she was the best her brother had ever had. She applied more suction on his cock. He had a magnificent cock, she thought. He deserved her best.

"Thinking ...uh...about you since last time I saw you...uh...fuck..." Seth muttered under his breath. No one except his sister heard him. 

Millie squeezed his balls with one hand and reached around to grab her brother's ass with the other squeezing and pulling him into her mouth. Had she heard him right? Had he been thinking about her since last month? Why did he say that?

"Yeah...now...oh shit!" Seth was in a near trance and grabbed Millie's hair tightly, stuffing his cock firmly in his sister's mouth and throat.

She felt him shudder and he grabbed her hair painfully. His cock seemed to swell and pulsate. He was about to cum in her mouth. That couldn't happen. She tried to pull away, clawing at his hands in her hair, but only managed to get him out of her throat. His cock was still lodged between her lips. She couldn't pull far enough away. Seth had a death grip in her hair and she was stuck. She felt his cock spasm violently on her tongue and then her mouth was flooded with his sperm. 

Sperm gushed into her mouth again and again and again. She was going to spit him out when he finished, but he just kept cumming and cumming until she had no choice but to swallow his seed. "It's okay...I had to or we'd be dead," she said to herself, swallowing the last of his cum down her throat. 

Seth let go of his sister's hair and she pulled back, letting his deflating cock slide out of her mouth. There was a strand of his cum on her chin which she wiped away with her bare arm. The two siblings just stared at each other until Big John bellowed from his throne.

"Now, that was a show!" he yelled to raucous applause. "It's time to party, boys!" 

The big doors to the main clubhouse room opened and everyone poured into the inner sanctum of the Vice Lords. It was complete chaos. Seth had pulled up his pants at least, but lost track of Millie in the pandemonium that followed. A bottle of whisky and a beer were thrust into his open hands and he was escorted out of the double doors. What followed was a haze of drinking and partying until Seth passed out sometime in the night.

When Seth woke up, he was in one of the clubhouse bunk rooms. It was like having your own hotel room, for free, whenever you needed it. Some of the Vice Lords stayed here full time. Seth sat up and looked around. This room was empty, except for a leather vest on the chair in the corner. The vest had a Vice Lords patch on it. He knew it was his. Maybe this was his room now? He thought about the possibilities of bugging it to gather more intel for a few moments, and then the memories of the previous night with Millie flooded back.

"Shit," he said. "How did I ever let things get so far out of control?" Seth didn't have a shirt on, but he was still wearing his jeans and boots. "Thank god for small miracles," Seth said to no one. At least he hadn't boned any of the diseased skanks last night. "Whew!" he sighed. He had witnessed murder, first hand. That would have to be enough. This operation was now over. 

There was a knock on the door. Seth sat up, trying to clear his head, but before he could get up, the door opened. Millie came in and closed and locked the door behind her. She had changed into jeans that seemed to be painted onto her plump, round ass, and a tight, black t-shirt that clung to her massive tits like a second skin. He had to look away. He was still so confused and felt so guilty.

"Hi, can I sit down?" she asked. Her green eyes were bright with anger and something else.

"Yeah, I...I don't know where my shirt is...sorry."

"You're worried about your SHIRT?" 

"Sorry...no...I mean...about last night." Seth was still groggy.

"It's okay," Millie said. "It was life or death right?"

"Right," Seth said, looking over at his sister with a weak smile. "You saved our lives last night. Big John...well you know what he would have done."

"Yeah, I know," Millie looked down. "You never told me you were undercover. You are...right?"

"Yes, I am. I'm trying to bring down Big John. I had no idea you were connected...involved. I didn't know you were a—"

"A what?" Millie stood up, turning on her brother. "You didn't think I was a what, Seth? Say it!"A whore?" she spat out at him. "Is that what you were going to say?"

Tears streamed down her cheeks. She started sobbing and turned towards the door.

Seth jumped up, pulling Millie away from the door and into his arms. She collapsed against him, heaving with sobs. "I'm sorry," Seth reassured her. "I love you and I think the world of you, and everything is going to be okay. I swear it. I'll make sure we're okay." He held her against him until she had stopped crying.

Millie pulled away so that she could see Seth's face. "You're not judging me?"

"I would never. You've been through a lot...you're a single mother..." Seth stumbled. He didn't really know what to say or how this shit was ever going to be all right.

"I...I need to ask you something about last night."

"Millie, we shouldn't; it's over."

"It's not over for me...I mean everyone out there thinks..."

"Millie, stop."

"Shut up and listen...when we...at the initiation...you...you were hard before I even touched you."

"I couldn't help it, sis."

"Where you hard because of me...just looking at me?" Millie took Seth's hands in hers. Her touch was electric. He felt hot. 

Seth cleared his throat and tried to look away, but Millie grabbed his face in her hands and forced him to look at her.

"Please answer the question," she said, a tear streaming down her face.

Seth stared hard at her and thought about telling her that he was only hard because of the drugs, but he didn't want to lie right now. 

"I wish that I could say it was all the drugs and that I wasn't myself but...when I saw you walk out in front of me in that tube top and...when I knew that you were mine...that you were mine for the initiation..." His voice caught and he couldn't go on.

"Please, bro. Tell me why you were hard."

He thought he just had. Seth cleared his throat again. Why was she pressing him so hard? Wasn't what happened embarrassing enough without reliving every last fucking detail again? 

Millie leaned in a little closer. She was too close. He could feel her chest pressing against him. She had such a magnificent chest.

"When you...when you were there in front of me...when I knew that you were mine last night. It's sick and I'm so sorry, but YOU made me hard. You're so beautiful and your body...I'm so sorry." Seth's voice was cracking again. 

"What about my body?" Millie said pressing closer, her face inches away from his.

"Your boobs..."

Millie pulled back and peeled off her black blouse, exposing herself to her brother for the second time in two days. "These?'

"Millie—" 

Millie crushed her naked chest against his and pressed her lips against Seth's mouth before he could finish. He opened his mouth in response and she sucked his tongue into her mouth. Seth roughly squeezed Millie's enormous breasts and she moaned into his mouth. They broke the kiss long enough to peel off each other's jeans. Millie pushed Seth back onto the bed and then fell onto him, kissing him hungrily and grinding her wet sex against his rock hard cock. She was so wet that she was dripping onto him. Her massive tits were crushed between them, her hard nipples digging into him.

"Tell me that you want me. I need to hear it," she panted.

It was so wrong but he couldn't lie. "I want you more than anything."

Millie raised herself up, grabbing Seth's throbbing cock and aiming it at her pussy. She impaled herself on his cock with one swift downward move, moaning in ecstasy as she was filled up. The room filled with the sounds of sex. Seth grabbed hold of his sister's thick hips and thrust up into her urgently. Millie's heavy tits bounced wildly as they fucked.

Millie came within minutes. "Oh God bro...ug...I'm ...oh fuck!"

Seth felt his sister's tight pussy contracting around his cock as she came. It was more than he could take. She was still pounding down on top of him and he had no choice but to cum inside her. "I'm...God...I'm cumming you have to stop...I can't pull out...ung!" 

"Cum inside me...I want to feel you shoot inside me, bro," Millie grunted, pressing her mouth hard against Seth's.

He moaned into his sister's mouth as he shot hot streams of cum deep inside his sister. It felt like he would never stop cumming. When he did, Millie laughed, letting his cock slide out of her. Then she snuggled against his side. Her massive tits, flattened against his side and chest. 

"God that was as good as I thought it would be," she said. 

"I can't believe we did that. Wow," Seth replied. He didn't have the words to describe what he was feeling.

"I know. Don't say anything," Millie said, kissing him passionately, again.

Brother and sister fell asleep together in each other's arms. It wasn't until after noon that they were awoken by banging on the door. 

Big John yelled through the door. "Seth, get your ass out here, we have work to do. Rocky just brought in some new bikes. I'm sure you can live without pussy for a few hours."

"I'm coming. I'll be right out," Seth said. He started to say something more when Millie grabbed his arm.

"Don't," she whispered. "It's what I am. Don't blow your cover standing up for my honor."

"I can't let them say shit like that. I don't want you—"

Millie interrupted Seth as he was pulling on his jeans. "They all think I'm your old lady now anyway. No one's going to touch me. You're a full patch member."

"I don't want you to—"

"I won't," Mille said, smiling at him. "I don't need to anymore. You'll take care of me, right?" She handed him his shirt from the floor and then leaned against him, kissing him hard on the lips. "You will, won't you?"

Seth knew he would. "I take care of you," he said pulling her close and kissing her back hard. "I have to go."

"I won't be here when you get back. You can stop by my place later though?" Millie looked like she was expecting him to reject her.

"Big John himself couldn't keep me away," Seth said then grabbed his vest and left, closing the door behind him.

Rocky had indeed brought in some bikes. Seth and some of the other guys were busy taking apart several brand new Harleys until late in the evening. By the time Seth got away from Big John and the rest of the Vice Lords it was near eight o'clock at night. Seth had called into the agency and they needed him to stay in cover until they could coordinate the raids on the clubhouse. 

Seth drove over to Millie's apartment, conflicted and confused. They had performed a public sex act at the Vice Lord's club house to save their lives. More accurately, Seth's sister, Millie, had given him a world class blow job and he had cum in her mouth. He hadn't even warned her that he was about to cum and he hadn't let her pull away. Worse, was that he was already rock hard before she had even touched him. His own cock had betrayed him. When she came to him this morning in the bunk room, he couldn't have resisted her if he had tried, and he had most definitely NOT tried to resist her.

"I've got to stop this now," Seth said loudly, as he pulled in front of his sister's apartment. He intended to end this. He would pay for counseling for his sister, move far away and try to get on with his life.

She opened the door before he even knocked. "I saw you pull up." She beamed at him, grabbing his hand and pulling him inside. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then pulled back. "You like?"

She twirled around in front of him, looking for his approval. Seth did like. She was wearing knee-high black leather boots, a short black skirt and a white blouse that was unbuttoned enough to show a mile of cleavage. Her heavy breasts jiggled as she spun around. 

"Yeah, you look stunning," he said, taking her in. "Hey we..."

"Come see Heather, while I get you a beer," Mille said, grabbing his hand tightly and leading him into the kitchen.

Seth followed, and there was his niece, smiling at him from her highchair. Millie handed him a beer and went over to finish feeding her. 

"She's getting so big, isn't she?" Millie turned to Seth as she gave her daughter a spoonful of green goop.

"Wow, she really is. It's been too long since I've seen her," Seth replied, nursing his beer.

"You won't have to worry about that anymore, will you?"

"Look...I don't know..." Seth started. What did she mean by that?

"We'll be done in a minute and she's so tired she can barely keep her head up. I've got a casserole in the oven. We'll talk over dinner, okay?"

"Okay," Seth smiled. "Let me help you."

Seth helped Millie finish feeding her daughter and then helped put her in bed. When they were done, Millie handed Seth another cold beer and he went out and sat on the back patio while she finished getting dinner ready. He had to admit that this was the most relaxed he'd been in months. It was nice, coming home from a hard day's work to a smiling face, a beer and a home-cooked meal. He could get used to this.

Millie called him in after a few minutes and they both sat down at the small kitchen table and started eating. Seth had forgotten that he hadn't eaten anything significant in almost twenty-four hours. He was finished before he realized it. 

"You really put that away, didn't you?" Millie laughed.

Seth laughed with her and then turned serious. "Millie, we need to talk about last night and this morning. It wasn't supposed to happen. It was a mistake."

"Did it feel like a mistake when you were cumming down my throat last night?" Millie said angrily, putting down her fork and then taking a big swig of her beer. 

"No. I mean, not then, but now it does—"

"Did it feel like a mistake when you came deep in my pussy this morning?" Millie asked, lighting a cigarette.

"No...I..." Seth mumbled. "It didn't seem wrong...it was...I..." He couldn't find the words. Maybe he wasn't really sure how he felt.

"You said that you would take care of me," Millie said, inhaling deeply on her cigarette. "Was that another lie?"

"I meant that," Seth said, getting angry himself. What was his sister trying to do?

"To me, that means taking care of all of me. All of my needs, all of our needs...like I took care of you tonight."

Seth tried a different tactic. "Okay...look. I didn't mean that last night was a mistake or that this morning was a mistake. I needed you. I wanted you. It was born of survival, though. We almost died last night. That's what family does. We take care of each other."

"So you used me? This morning wasn't survival, was it? Is this why you're still single? You're just going to use me and throw me away? Like I'm a whore?" 

She was crying now, with streaks of tears running down her cheeks. Millie ground out her cigarette and stood up by the back patio door.

Seth stood up and moved over to her. "You're twisting my words. That's not what I do and that's not who I am or what I think of you. I'll always be here for you." He touched her shoulder.

Millie turned, sobbing, and buried her face in his shoulder. Not knowing what else to do, Seth hugged her tight. He knew it was the wrong thing to do as soon as he did it. 

Millie turned her tear-streaked face up to his and pressed her full lips against his. Unable to control himself again, Seth kissed her back, opening his mouth against his sister's. She sucked hard on his tongue and ground her pelvis against him, feeling his hardening cock, she moaned lustfully. Seth ran his hand up over her mountainous, heaving chest, squeezing her large breasts forcefully. They made out like that for a long time, with hands roaming hungrily over each other's bodies. 

"I knew you didn't mean that," Millei said pulling away from him and staring hard at him. "This was meant to be. We're meant to be together. I want us to be US, you know? Heather needs you too." She unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it to the floor revealing a lacy bra that barely contained her massive jugs. "I know you need these."

"I want you, but—Millie, you're my sister and what about Mom..."

"It didn't feel wrong when you came down my throat did it?" Millie reached back to unclasp her bra.

"No."

"Did it feel wrong when you came deep inside me this morning?" Millie said, dropping her bra to the floor and stepping closer to him.

"No," Seth said, moving against his sister and kissing her hard.

Soon they were naked, back on Millie's bed, fucking like wild animals. Seth was thrusting hard and deep into his sister and she was grunting his name with each deep plunge of his cock.

"Seth...uh...God...uh...Seth...uh...I lo...uh...I love you...uh!"

Her entire body spasmed beneath him, in an earthquake of an orgasm. Millie squeezed her legs around Seth, trying to pull him deeper as she lost herself in pleasure. Seth erupted inside her, pumping his seed deep within her for the second time that day. Impregnating her, he was sure. He silently hoped. God help him, but he was in love with her too. 

When he finished cumming and could once again focus on his lovely sister, who was gazing up at him in unabashed affection, he told her, "God help us Millie, but I love you. I love you. I'll take care of you."

They made love twice more that night and Seth knew that he would move in with her as soon as his assignment was over. Hopefully, that would be within the week. He dressed and left Millie's house before she awoke and headed over to his undercover apartment to grab a few things. He didn't notice the small blue car that had started to park in front of Millie's house and then turned back onto the road and followed him.




Under Cover Brother Pt. 01



Seth pulled into the parking lot of his undercover apartment; the place that he had been more or less living for the past year. He again failed to notice the small blue car park on the street across from his apartment.

He ran up the stairs, grabbed some tools and went down to the garage area. He had a motorcycle there that he was planning to ride back to the clubhouse, but he needed to fix a couple of things on it first. He left his apartment door unlocked. No one ever bothered him. It was well known in his neighborhood that he was with the Vice Lords and nobody wanted to mess with the Vice Lords. Not ever.

A large, curvaceous woman got out of a small blue car and fumbled in her purse for a moment, after she parked. She didn't see Seth run back down the steps and over to the garage area. The woman smoothed down her billowing sundress ran a hand through her short curly hair and walked over to the apartment complex. She looked around nervously. This wasn't her type of neighborhood. She walked up the stairs and into Seth's open door. She knew he had to be inside. 

Neither, Seth nor the woman, noticed the three rough, full-patch members of the Vice Lords walk across the parking lot and into Seth's apartment.

When Seth had finished with the minor repairs on his bike, he packed up his tools and hurried back up to his apartment. On the way over to his steps he looked briefly at the small blue car parked on the street and then shook his head.

"Nah, couldn't be," he said softly, walking up the stairs. One minute later he knew that he was wrong. 

The first sign that something was wrong was the frantic whimpering and pleading coming from his bedroom. The second sign that something was wrong was the gruff, greasy laughter that followed. 

"Shit," Seth thought. "What now?" He ran to the back of his apartment, already sensing what he was going to find in his bedroom.

The three thugs heard Seth coming and one of them turned. It was Bruno, one of the sickest fucks in Big John's crew. "Hey, Sethie," he bellowed. "Don't mind us we're just having some fun with this fat cow we found."

Seth was horrified to see his mother sitting on the bed between two Vice Lords. They had ripped her blouse off and were pawing at her amazingly large, heavy breasts. Her massive bra was on the foot of the bed. She was near hysterical with fear, but hadn't lost it completely yet. He could tell that she was close by her eyes. She looked up at him, pleadingly. Seth would have to play this carefully. The only way you stopped a Vice Lord from having a way with a woman was if it was your woman. He had to make them think his mom was his old lady. 

"Hey!" Seth yelled and stepped forward menacingly. "Get your hands off my old lady." 

The two thugs on the bed pulled their hands away from Seth's mom and all three of the men looked at Seth quizzically. 

Bruno said, "Fuck you! You're fucking with us. This fat cow?" He walked over near Seth's mom and grabbed a handful of her thick curly hair.

"She gives good head, B," Seth said, trying to sound like he didn't give a fuck about her feelings. He briefly made eye contact with his mom hoping that she would get the hint and play along. 

"What?" Bruno said, momentarily stunned. He started reaching around to the knife on his belt. He didn't like to be fucked with and he wasn't sure about Seth's loyalty to the club yet. 

"Look at her tits," Seth said moving toward the bed. "I love big tits and she's the only woman that I've ever found that can deep throat me all the way. You don't get rid of a woman like that." 

Seth stole a quick glance at his mother, hoping beyond hope that his eyes conveyed what was going on here. She knew he was probably working undercover now, and he hoped that she knew that he was trying to save her life now. 

Seth and his mother made brief eye contact again and she gave an almost imperceptible nod to him. She did understand. 

"We all know you were fucking that red head all night long," Bruno said.

"Looks like I got two old ladies then, B," Seth said, stepping closer to his mother. He couldn't take his eyes off of her spectacular boobs. They were easily twice the size of Millie's, sagging down to her fat stomach. 

"No way can this stupid cow take your cock all the way down her throat. Prove it boy, cause I think you're fucking lying to us." 

The two other guys got up from the bed and Bruno waved his arm toward Seth's mom. "Let's see the show," he said. All three of them drew their hunting knives.

Seth considered all of his options. He had his own knife hanging off his belt, but this was three on one and you don't ever want to get in a knife fight with those kinds of odds. He had a Glock-17 in the kitchen, loaded and ready to go, but he was sure that Bruno was equally armed and he didn't want to turn his back on him. Refusing to cooperate was not an option as it would confirm that he was lying and they would have his way with his mother. Normally, Bruno might just kill him, but one of the guys with him was close to Big John and wouldn't tolerate Bruno killing a new prospect for no good reason; especially one that Big John had taken a liking to.

"You're either lying or your not, Sethie," Bruno barked. "I don't think she's your old lady. She's someone else you know. Look how scared she is, but if she takes your cock down her throat, I'll leave. Fair enough?"

Seth didn't need to be told twice that he was being ordered to put his cock in his mother's mouth and that refusal or stalling would result in his and her death and her rape. 

The worst part of this situation was that his cock was getting hard already. He wanted to put his cock in his mother's mouth. He looked at her carefully and closely. She was staring up at him with a look that was both determined and terrified, but also reassuring. She was reassuring him that she knew that this was life and death and that whatever they had to do, they would do.

Seth's mom was an attractive woman, with large bright eyes and full, sensual lips. She was only in her late fifties and although she had a few wrinkles and lines in her face she looked a lot like Millie. She was a lot heavier though, with a large ass and plump belly. The biggest part of her extra weight, though, was in her substantial breasts. Despite the fact that it she was his mother, he couldn't wait to get his hands on her mountainous boobs and heft their weight in his hands. He couldn't wait to push his cock between her lips and into her mouth and down her throat. God help him. 

He was pretty sure that would be the last thing her ever felt. Millie had been the first girl that was able to take him into her throat. He was quite certain that his sweet old mom didn't even know what the words deep throat even meant. The two reassuring thoughts were that they would die together still loving each other and that Millie would be taken care of. She was in his will. 

"Okay, honey," Seth said with a false bravado, unzipping his pants. "Let's give these boys a show."

"Oh Sethie," his mom said, smiling bravely and using the nickname that Bruno had used. "Come to big Momma and let me show these boys why you keep me around." 

Seth let his pants and underwear drop to the floor and stepped out of them. He was only wearing his black T-shirt, socks and black high top Chuck Tailors. He heard his mom gasp as she saw the size and hardness of his cock. He blushed; embarrassed that his mom knew he was turned on by her.

The three men stood back and watched as Seth walked towards the older woman on the bed. She licked her lips, let out a high-pitched giggle and opened her mouth wide as Seth got near her. Seth knew that he would freak out and lose his nerve if he even hesitated for a micro second. He didn't. He kept on walking and his thick cock slid easily between his mothers open lips, inch by thick inch. She leaned forward to meet him, sliding her mouth half way down his cock, drooling saliva all over it, and then pulling her mouth off of him. She gave him a funny look and whispered up to him, "Who am I tasting?" 

Seth coughed and almost said Millie, but he couldn't. He couldn't say anything. Millie had ridden this very cock only a few hours before he got up. He knew his cock probably still tasted like her; like his sister. "Shit," he thought. "Why hadn't I showered? Is it gross for her?" He needn't have worried.

"She's delicious, whoever she is," his mom purred and then she opened her mouth wide and took his big, fat cock all the way down her throat until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. He couldn't help himself; he reached down, roughly taking his mother's large, doughy breasts in his hands, hefting them and kneading them.

"Oh fuck...ah..." Seth moaned. His cock was buried to the hilt down his mother's throat! Where had she learned to do that? Not at her little church functions that she went to almost every night. "Oh God Mom...Momma..."

"Wow!" Bruno muttered. "Let's leave these two love birds alone. I still don't know how you can fuck a cow like that though." And with that, the three men walked out of the room. 

Seth's mother groaned around his cock as he molested her tits. She caressed his heavy balls and worked her lips up and down his thick shaft, using her tongue on the underside of it.

Seth heard the three Vice Lords walk through the apartment and heard them slam the front door shut. The danger was over. They could stop this charade. They could stop this sexual, incestuous, circus show that had saved their lives. They could get their sanity back. They could return to normal if only his mother would stop sucking his cock. She didn't.

"They're gone," Seth said, too softly to be heard. 

"Mmmmm," his mother moaned around his cock as she slid her lips up and down his shaft again, taking him all the way into her throat. 

"God...uh...you'll make me cum..." Seth warned. He couldn't cum in his own mother's mouth. 

His mother pulled her mouth off of his cock just long enough to whisper, "I know." Then she went back to work sucking powerfully on his cock, like a Shop-Vac and like nothing Seth had ever known or felt before. She put Millie to shame.

His cock started to throb and pulse and he tried to give another warning but he couldn't produce a word. He closed his eyes and his mouth worked soundlessly as his body shook once and then he emptied his balls into his mother's mouth, spurting rope after rope of cum down her heavenly throat. 

When she was sure that his balls were drained, Seth's mother dislodged his cock from her throat, sliding her lips off of his thick shaft. Seth stood there shaking on weak legs and watched hypnotically as his mother pulled off her slacks and panties. Her panties were soaked. He could smell her musky scent. She had a far away look in her eyes. 

"We don't have to," Seth barely said, as his mother lay back on the bed spreading her legs. Her massive tits flopped to the sides and she beckoned for him with her finger.

"To save us both," his mother whispered. "They may come back. I don't want to die."

"They won't be back."

"If we stop now, I'll lose my mind."

Seth moved onto the bed hovering over his mother and then he leaned forward and kissed her. It was a long hard kiss that she returned ardently. They could both feel his still hard cock, making contact her oozing pussy. His mother sucked his tongue into her mouth, kissing him like it was the only thing that could save her sanity. 

They broke for air. "Who was that I tasted on your cock?" Her hands roamed over his shoulders and down his back to his muscular thighs.

"What?" he asked stupidly, breathing hard with his cock pressing more firmly against the folds of her pussy. His cock head was coated with her juices. He was almost inside her.

"You don't have a girlfriend...I mean...we have each other now...Candy...is that her name? She was sweet like Candy."

Seth didn't want her to talk. He couldn't think about this now. It was too fucked up. 

His mother craned her head up to kiss him and then she reached around and grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling him against her and into her. 

Seth slowly entered his mother and she gasped loudly. "I've needed this for so long. Uh..."

"Oh, God!"

"Who did I taste?" his mother asked again as she was filled up by Seth's massive shaft. "Oh!"

"It was Millie," Seth said as he stuffed her full with his hard cock. "It was Millie."

"Oh!" she exclaimed, frowning for a moment as Seth slowly slid his fat cock in and out of her. She gasped and then grinned up at him with lust filled eyes. "It's okay, baby. It's okay now. God, this is some kind of fucked up, baby. We'll worry about this later. Fuck Momma, make her cum and pump her full of your jizz!"

They kissed again as Seth thrust deeply into her. The time for talking was over. Her plump, spongy body felt so good beneath him. She lifted her legs up around him as he fucked her. His rickety bed slammed into the wall and his mother grunted with each deep incestuous thrust. They made love for the rest of the afternoon and Seth did fill her up with his sperm. Then they fell asleep on his little bed, wrapped in each other arms and legs. Seth had never felt so contented in his life. 

It was hours later when Seth jerked awake and fell out of his bed. He sprung to his feet, looking around the room. His mother was gone and one glance at his alarm clock told him that he was running late. What a fucked up day. He showered and dressed, grabbed the gun from the kitchen and ran down to get his bike. He arrived at the club house for the last time, he hoped, and made his way back to the Church.

Big John, Bruno and several other Vice Lords were already in there going over some plans. 

"Shit!" Big John laughed, shaking his head. "Glad you could stop fucking long enough to do some work." 

Bruno shook his head, "Cows and whores!" 

"Just shut up," Seth said. Sure he was a full-patch member now and sure Big John had taken a liking to him but Bruno was the sergeant-at-arms or the club enforcer. You don't ever talk back to Bruno. 

Bruno pulled out his knife. "What did you say, bitch? Did I hurt your feelings? You gonna go down to the farm and fuck some pigs next, boy?" 

Seth backed up a step and pulled his own knife out, and just then his cell phone rang. 

"What the fuck?" Big John bellowed. "You know we don't have phones in the church. I don't even bring one in and Bruno, put the fucking knife away!"

"Sorry, Big John, it's a buyer...I'll go out." Seth hurried out the doors into the big club house main room. He looked down at the screen and it was his commanding officer. It was time to okay the raid. It was time to end this shit. He pressed talk and simply said, "Go."

He didn't have time to hang up. Bruno and another Vice Lord had come out of the church and before Seth could react, Bruno snatched the phone from Seth's hand and held it up to his ear, just in time to hear a voice say "Affirmative, we go in five..."

Bruno smashed the phone against the wall, breaking it into several pieces before yelling, "He's a fucking pig! Raid!" Then he lunged at Seth with his knife. Seth hinged his body away from the blade, catching Bruno's arm with his left hand. He punched the back of Bruno's hand, causing him to let go of the knife. Bruno dove for the floor to retrieve it, but Seth was already drawing his Glock and shot Bruno twice in the chest as he turned to face him again.

Before any of the other Vice Lords could respond to Seth, the doors to the clubhouse and the front windows all burst inward as the raid team arrived. It was complete pandemonium. There was screaming and gunfire and stun grenades, smoke and the sounds of breaking glass. Seth ran back into the church looking for Big John, only to see the side door closing. Ignoring the chaos behind him, Seth opened the side door and ran through with his gun held in front of him.

Big John was mounting his Harley as Seth caught up to him. No one else was around. 

"Freeze, Big John," Seth yelled, leveling his gun at him. "I'm a federal agent and I'm arresting you for multiple charges including—"

"Yeah? Well fuck you. I don't abide shit like this from no stinking fed!" Big John roared, and swung his giant hand gun on Seth. 

Seth fired first, hitting Big John right in the stomach. Big John just growled in anger and pulled his trigger. Both men fired several more shots, but it was Seth's lucky day. He hit Big John twice in the chest, with his last shot going through Big John's heart, killing him instantly. Then Seth collapsed. He felt dizzy. He looked down at his left arm and saw it covered in blood. It was dripping off the end of his hand. He couldn't move it. There was something warm and wet on his head too, but then he passed out, falling over in the side lot. 

When Seth woke up, he had no idea where he was. He could hear beeping, his vision was all blurry, he could barely move, and his whole body hurt, from his head to his feet. He closed his eyes and breathed as deeply as he dared. After a minute he opened his eyes again. He could see a little bit and he could move his head from side to side. He was in a hospital room. Big John must have got him. Then he started to panic. Big John had a big, big gun! The beeping got a little bit more frantic and louder.

The hospital room door burst open and several people ran in and started fussing over Seth and the equipment in the room. An older woman with grey hair, but bright energetic eyes leaned over to him. "It's okay. I want you to relax. We're going to give you something to relax you and take away the pain."

There was something he needed to ask her and that he wanted to say to her but he already felt drowsy and his vision started to dim. He fell away to sleep before he could formulate the right question to ask her.

When Seth awoke again, he felt better. He blinked his eyes, breathed to relax himself and looked around the room. The first thing he noticed was that the beeping was gone. His head still hurt but it was a low throbbing that he could tolerate. Someone stood up suddenly to his right.

"Oh, thank God!" His mother squealed in delight. She ran right over to the bed and smothered him in kissed. "We thought you were going to die or never wake up!" Then her voice quivered in a giant sob as tears streamed down her face, ruining her make up.

Seth tried to reply but he couldn't find his voice. It took him several seconds to do more than croak. "I'm okay," he lied.

"You are...you will be," his mother said wiping the tears away and recovering somewhat. "Don't talk. The doctor said that you would probably only be awake for a little while at a time today. You were really badly hurt."

"Tell me," Seth croaked.

"Well, you got Big John and well you're the big hero, now. They'll fill you in later, but that bastard got you too. He shot you three times and then it took them a couple of minutes to find you with all the chaos and..." she sobbed again, sniffling.

"It's okay," Seth said again, probably sounding pathetic, he though. "What are...injuries?" He was having hard time talking and was feeling very tired. He could barely keep his eyes open. 

"Okay. He shot you three times, baby. His first shot hit you square in the shoulder and they've already done surgery on it. They say you may lose the use of your left arm. His second shot hit your left foot. They've done surgery on it as well but you won't be able to walk on it for months and then he almost killed you when the last bullet grazed your head. It actually fractured your skull. They put you in one of those inducted, incumbent...um...whatever comas for a few days."

"How long?"

"You've been out for three weeks, baby."

Seth drifted off to sleep again, wondering what he had missed in all that time and wondering why his sister wasn't there and wondering what his mother was thinking. She didn't seem to hate him. He just couldn't think straight. 




Under Cover Brother Pt. 01



Seth woke up the next day, met his doctor and had most of the wires and tubes taken off of him. A nurse and a couple of orderlies helped him go to the bathroom and he had his first meal in almost a month. Mainly juice and apple sauce, but it was a start. 

It was mid-morning when his mother came by to visit again. She was wearing a lacey white blouse with a long flowing black skirt and heels. He had never seen her dress like that before. She came right over and gave him a kiss on the lips, pressing her enormous breasts against his right arm. 

"Good morning! The doctor said that you might be released tomorrow or the next day if all of your tests come back positive! Isn't that great? I have a room all set up for you at the house and uncle Jess built a ramp for your wheelchair on the side of the porch. I'll take good care of you, baby."

Seth had questions now that his mind had cleared. "The Vice Lords?"

"They're all taken down. You don't need to worry about that. The agency called me—they've been talking to me, you know—they'll be down later today to fill you in." She pulled the visitor's chair close to the bed and sat down, smiling at him. "I'm so happy that you're going to be okay. You have no idea how worried about you, I've been." 

Seth could smell her perfume and see the outline of her bra beneath her blouse. He could smell her breath. She grabbed his good arm and leaned in close resting her head on his shoulder. She felt so good. She felt too good and despite his fragile, decrepit condition his cock twitched and started to harden. He willed it to go down, but to no avail. He tried to ignore it, maybe she wouldn't notice it under the covers.

"Millie, what...where is Millie?" he asked, trying to distract himself from his mother. 

"We need to talk, baby," his mother said, sitting up and stroking Seth's face. "Millie and I talked and we came to an understanding."

"You did what?" Seth asked, incredulously. He supposed they would have had to talk by now, with him missing nearly a month of his life in this damn hospital." 

"Shhhh, baby. Don't you get all worked up, okay?"

Seth nodded.

"She loves you. You know that right?"

"Yes...look, you don't have any idea what we went through."

"Yes I do," his mother smiled. "She told me everything...everything. I understand and we're all moving away after she gets out. You two belong together. You need a fresh start."

Seth couldn't argue with her. It would be safer for all of them if they moved away from Vice Lords territory, just in case. It would be really good for Millie to get away too. If anyone needed a fresh start, it was her. Just thinking about Millie and the last time they were together made his cock throb painfully against his gown. He needed to adjust himself. He grimaced. 

"Oh baby, are you in pain?"

"A little...I'm okay...where...where's Millie, you said when she gets out?"

"Yeah...sorry...she got caught up in the bust...I mean...she wasn't there...but there was evidence and they testified against her...they had video evidence."

"Oh, God, Mom! I knew she was caught up in stuff, but I thought she was getting it together." 

"She was. But they found a video of her stealing some stuff and... and she got a plea bargain, and she's doing a year in the county jail. I'm so sorry, baby."

"Shit, shit, shit...when can we visit her?"

"She's fine. I'm keeping Heather. My friend Patty is watching her for me now. Let's worry about getting you out of here first, Okay?"

"Okay," Seth said relaxing back onto his pillow. He hadn't realized how tense he'd been during this conversation. 

"Oh, my!" his mother exclaimed. "Are you okay?"

"What?" Seth was about to tell her that with a giant hole in his shoulder, a crack in his skull and half his foot missing that he was far from being fucking okay. Seth's mother wasn't looking at any of that, though. He glanced up at her, and saw her staring open mouthed at the big tent pole under his covers.

"You need Momma to take care of that?"

"No...look...what happened with us..." Seth was panicking again. He tried to raise himself up but his foot was raised up at an angle, and his good arm was still connected to an IV. We're not really a couple, mom...You're not my old lady. I'm not under..."

His mother smiled down at him like he was ridiculous and then pulled back his covers revealing his magnificent erection. "Wow! Is this for Momma?"

"Yeah...no...you should leave, Mom. I'll call the nurse!" 

"No you won't, you big silly," she said, smiling up at him. Then she leaned forward and sucked his cock into her mouth. She moaned in appreciation of his wonderful cock as she took him deep into her throat, like she had nearly a month ago.

"Oh fuck..." Seth groaned. He really had needed this and his mother felt even better than he had remembered. "What if someone comes in...we can't."

She pulled her mouth off of his cock, saliva running down her chin. "We can," she sighed, pulling the covers up over her head. Then she rhythmically bobbed her head up and down the length of his cock, slurping on it loudly. 

Seth was lost in ecstasy and lost in his mother's throat. She was an expert cock sucker. The door to the room burst open. It was the grey-haired female doctor that he had seen the first time he had awoken. He looked up at her in panic unable to speak and unable to grab his mother to stop her. His mother either hadn't heard the doctor come in the room or didn't care. The doctor and Seth both looked down the bed to where someone was obviously giving him a blowjob. The covers rose up and down in a fascinating rhythm, hardly muffling the grunting and slurping going on underneath. 

"Uh...I'll come back in ten minutes to check on you..." the doctor said, wide-eyed and amazingly composed before she left, shutting the door firmly behind her.

Seth chuckled. If only she knew it was his mother under the sheets sucking on his cock, she might have had more to say. His mother's amazing mouth was having the desired effect and Seth was getting close to coming. He didn't warn her this time, but just erupted into her mouth. He grunted as a month's worth of sperm shot out of his cock. He seemed to cum forever. She lovingly swallowed every last drop and then emerged from under the covers unable to contain how happy she was. "Is my man all better now?"

"Yes, thank you."

"I'll take care of you until Millie gets out and then you need to take care of me, baby. That's our deal."

"Okay," Seth said, resigning himself to his incestuous fate. It could be worse after all, and he definitely needed someone to take care of him in the state he was in. He didn't have the strength to argue with his mother right then.

Just like her word, the doctor came back into the room ten minutes later and started checking Seth's vital signs, charts and equipment. She gave both of them a puzzled look, like she was expecting someone else in the room. She gave Seth's mom a hard look as her eyes opened wide in surprise.

Seth wondered if she knew. She might have guessed. How could she? His face reddened in embarrassment anyway. She knew someone was under his sheets taking care of business. "Shit," he thought. Of course, she must have seen his mother's ass beside the bed. His head started to hurt again.

"Seth, Mrs. Gann," she addressed them both. She looked directly at Seth "You are recovering well and we'll be releasing you tomorrow. I have some paperwork and aftercare instructions for you, Mrs. Gann. Remember that he is under the strictest bed rest and there is to be no stress. Do you understand?"

Seth and his mother both nodded that they did.

The doctor frowned and looked at them both, like she couldn't decide what to say next. She just shook her head and walked to the door. Before she left she turned to Seth's mom. "You missed some, just there on your chin." Then she was gone. 

Seth's mom ran her finger across her chin, scooping up the offending strand of semen. 

"Oh, shit...what if..." Seth started to ask.

"Oh shit nothing, baby," his mother replied, sticking her finger into her mouth and sucking it clean. "I just got rid of all the evidence."

They both laughed nervously, gazing at each other. "I love you Mom. You know that, right?"

"I know that. Now get some rest. The agency is coming in later to debrief you and I've got to finish getting the house all ready for you." Then she left.

Seth drifted off to sleep, wondering what the next few months were going to bring and wondering about the doctor and worrying about his sister.

The rest of the day was a whirlwind. Seth's superior officers came in for a debrief, and the rest of his team all came in to visit. The raid was the biggest success ever and Seth was in line for a promotion and several awards. They were all sorry about his sister and offered him any help that they could. His superior told him that she would probably be out in a few months and that this was probably the best thing for her.

Next, came the physical therapists, and more nurses and admins with reams of paperwork. It was all a big blur. He really had no idea what he signed or half of what they had all said to him. 

The next morning he awoke feeling even better, though. After another round of nurses checking his vital signs and unhooking his IV, and a visit from his doctor, his mother came in and pulled the privacy curtain around the bed. She was wearing another stunning outfit. This time she had on a tight black dress that showed a mile of cleavage and went down to just below her knees. Her gloriously giant breasts were threatening to pop out of it. She was wearing knee high black leather boots. She looked amazing. Seth couldn't remember having seen his mother dress like this. She had been a slob, wearing billowing sun dresses or oversized sweatshirts and sweatpants. 

"Hey, Mom, I've been thinking."

"Not now, baby. I'm going to help you get dressed and out of here."

"Thanks...I...I don't think we should."

"Shhh...don't you worry your little head, baby."

"You really look good, Mom."

"Oh, thank you sweetie!" she absolutely beamed at him and leaned over to plant a hard kiss on his lips. "Things are changing; I'm changing. It's the new me. You need to change."

"I like who I am."

She giggled at him, like a school girl. "No, silly, change into these shorts and this shirt I brought you. And I want you to start calling me Nancy or Momma. That's my new rule. Mom just makes me feel old. I know that sounds silly. Now keep quiet and let Momma get to work."

Seth kept quiet as his mother helped him get dressed. First, she raised the bed so Seth was mostly sitting up. She carefully peeled off his hospital gown, purring as she gazed at his exposed cock. It twitched in response as if proud of itself. Seth closed his eyes and thought of hockey. If that wouldn't turn him off, nothing would. Seth's mom then cautiously helped him into the short sleeved oversized shirt and then helped him get his shorts on. 

"You forgot the underwear."

"No I didn't. I'm going to need easy access for later."

Seth didn't respond. He was going to end this tonight. His mother had gone off the deep end. 

The rest of the afternoon went smoothly. Seth's mom got him into the wheel chair and her car and then to the house and up the ramp that his uncle had built and then into the downstairs den, where his mom and some of the guys from the agency had set up a bed for him. They had taken out the bookshelves and put in everything that he needed and nothing he didn't. 

After helping him into his bed, getting him some water and turning on the TV for him, his mother went into the kitchen to fix them dinner. Seth fell asleep soon after. 

He awoke to a soft wet sensation over his chest. He jerked up. And his mother pushed him back down on his pillow. His shirt was unbuttoned and his shorts were pulled down to his knees. "Sorry, I fell asleep. What...?"

"Shhh...just relax baby. Those meds you're on are making you drowsy. The doctor said you would be asleep more than awake the first few days."

"What?"

"Momma said to shush. Lay back and relax. It's late and I'm giving you a sponge bath." Then she went back to washing his chest. 

Seth relaxed. It felt good and lord knew he needed it. He couldn't remember but they must have been giving him sponge baths in hospital for the past month. What would he do without his mother? He heard her giggle. It had been a long time since he had heard his mother laugh and never like the past few times he'd been with her. It was like she was twenty years younger. He opened his eyes, knowing instantly why she had giggled. He had been dreaming about Millie.

"Looks like Momma needs to help her big, tough man out again." Then she wrapped the wet sponge around his cock and started to stroke him. 

"Oh...yeah..." Seth groaned. Inwardly wanting to tell her to stop, but his mouth wouldn't say the words. 

"Momma's always here for you baby...always." She gripped him harder with the sponge and picked up the pace. "You gonna cum for Momma? The doctor said I need to relieve all your tension and stress."

Seth was getting close. "Yeah...uh..."

Then she stopped and looked down at him. "Tell me what you want."

He had been so close. He was agonizingly close. "Please..." he groaned.

"Please what, baby?" she said, gazing down at him mischievously. 

Seth looked at her then, really looked at her. She was wearing an obscenely tight, white t-shirt that looked like it was painted on. Her gigantic, braless jugs threatened to rip it in half, and her thick hard nipples should have poked holes in it. His cock throbbed painfully. 

"Do you want Momma to leave you alone," she said with a fake pout of her plump lips. "Cause, I will..."

"No...help me...Mom, I need you to..."

She cut him off. "Uh uh...we talked about that,"

"I mean...I need you to make me cum, Nancy."

She smiled. "That's it baby. All you had to do was tell Momma what you needed." She wrapped the sponge around Seth's cock, firmly and started to stroke him again. The soapy, warm water felt so good on his erection. 

Seth leaned back, closing his eyes. "Uh, yeah...mo...uh...Nancy...I'm gonna cum." It felt weird to call his mom by her first name, but for now he had to play the game. For right now, he needed to cum. Later he would move far away to restore everyone's sanity.  

"That's it baby, big Momma is gonna take care of you. I'm gonna make you feel so good all the time." She picked up the pace, squeezing him harder with the wet sponge. That was all it took. 

"Oh...fuck..." Seth moaned as he came. Ropes of his sperm, spurted from the end of his cock, flying through the air and landing onto his chest and stomach. He kept on coming for several seconds, also covering the sponge and his mother's hand with his ejaculate. He mother kept on stroking him until he was spent and then she cleaned him up with the sponge. "Thank you," he croaked.

She just smiled dotingly at him and then buttoned his shirt and pulled his shorts up. She was about to tell him it was time to eat, but he had already fallen asleep with a smile on his face. God, she loved him. "My man," she whispered as she sauntered out of the room. 

The next morning, Nancy helped her son into some fresh clothes, fed him a fine breakfast of eggs, bacon, pancakes and fruit and then rolled him outside in his wheelchair for some much needed fresh air. He wasn't able to walk yet with his foot still healing, and his left arm and shoulder still completely useless. 

Seth sat outside contemplating the fucked up mess that had become his life. His work in the agency was over. He knew he'd get some medals and commendations from the work on taking down the Vice Lords, but he'd never be an active agent again. Not with his injuries. The doctor hadn't even been sure if he'd ever walk again without the use of a cane. He knew he'd get a good benefits and retirement package, at least enough to live on. Work was the least of his worries, so he moved down the list to the biggest problems in his life.

"Hey baby!" His mother said, walking down the ramp, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. "I've got to run to the store and get some stuff. Will you be okay for five minutes?"

"Sure," he replied.

"Okay. I'll be right back." She dropped his new cell phone on his lap and then went to her car. 

Seth watched her the whole way. She had on a dazzling black and blue pattern dress that actually looked very good on her. Her large, round ass wobbled enticingly as she walked away from him. He shook his head. 

"My own mother!" he muttered. 

He never in a million years would have thought of his mother in a sexual way before. What had started out as nothing more than pure survival had turned into an ongoing sexual situation? What was worse was that she seemed to be falling in love with him. It was even worse than that, however, because he was actually in love with his sister who was sitting in some jail cell. 

It was time to call in some favors. He picked up his phone and dialed the number to his contact at the DAs office. Then he called his friend Marta who was one of the best criminal attorneys in town. Seth and Marta had dated on and off in the past couple of years and remained friends. She was a very cute Latino a few years younger than him and she was more than happy to help him out with Millie's case, telling him that she would start working on it right away. She ended the call with making him promise to take her out again when he was up and about.

Step one done. Next, he had to do something about his mother. He was going to have a heart to heart with her at dinner and tell her that they couldn't continue as lovers anymore. He would be firm and strong even if it meant her screaming and wailing in anger and despair. It was the best thing. He had a few more favors that he could call in with counselors and mental health professionals that he knew. He would get through this. The third step would be to find a new place to stay. He had some savings and could probably find a place that catered to invalids like him. He breathed in deeply, enjoying the fine sunny day, and waited for his mother to return. 

Upon her return, Nancy put her items away and then rolled her son back into the house. She fussed over his wounds and medication and then went about cooking dinner. She handed Seth a cold beer and poured herself a glass of wine and continued cooking. 

"I didn't know you drank," Seth said, almost adding mom to the end of his sentence. 

"There's a lot about me you don't know," she replied, chopping up tomatoes.

Yeah, like where you learned to deep throat, Seth thought. "I guess we never talked much as a family."

She smiled over at him. "I think that was a big problem. Things are going to change, baby."

Seth inwardly cringed. He didn't want her calling him baby. It was like she was his woman or something. He tried to figure out how to lead the conversation where he wanted it to go. 

"Were you wild in your younger years, Mom?." He added Mom that time and emphasized the word a little. 

"Yeah, I was pretty wild until I met your father." A timer went off and she bent over to check the oven. 

Seth turned to watch her round ass straining against the back of her dress, then frowned and turned away quickly. It was like he couldn't help himself. 

She stood up and leaned back against the counter, looking at him. "I think I suppressed that part of me for far too long. It got even worse after he...after he passed. I stopped living. I think nearly dying last month changed something inside me." 

"Me too," Seth said, taking a big swing of his beer. "I think we've been under so much stress that we've been acting out of sorts...doing things we normally wouldn't do. Do you know what I mean?"




Under Cover Brother Pt. 01



His mother smirked back at him, like he had said something ridiculous. Then she put her wine glass down and stretched her arms back, pushing her chest out as she did so. Seth just stared open mouthed, as her colossal breasts strained against her dress. Seth gasped out loud as her top button succumbed to the force and popped right off and went flying across the kitchen, hitting Seth in the forehead. They both laughed out loud. 

"Momma needs to be more careful with the girls," she said cupping her boobies and hefting them in her hands for a second. A mile of cleavage was now exposed. She turned over the stove again. 

"I—Mom, look at me," he said.

She turned around.

"We need to stop this...these games. We can't do this anymore. We're not lovers." he looked down at the floor afraid to see his mother's face.

She simply said, "My man's just tired and worn out. Let's talk tomorrow after we both get a good night's sleep and after this good meal I've cooked for you."

He looked up at her and she was smiling over at him like he was the cutest thing she had ever seen and like his words didn't mean a thing. He resigned himself to speaking again in the morning. She was right in one regard, he was very tired. He had broached the subject and in the morning he'd make his plans to get a new place to stay. He had this, or so he thought. Seth was definitely going to get something. 

He dreamed that night. His dreams were so colorful and vivid and so real. He dreamed of being an ancient king and warlord and of having his own harem. He dreamed of calling for his royal concubines and lying back on the pillows of his pleasure chamber as they encircled him and ran their hands over his body, kissing him and smothering him with their bodies, kissing him.

"Mmmm," he moaned as he awoke. Someone was really kissing him and pressing large, heavy breasts against his right arm and side. He couldn't move. His mystery lover sucked his tongue into her mouth as she ran her hands down his chest and over his stomach and onto his hard throbbing cock. She squeezed him firmly and then slid her hand down further grabbing his balls. Seth moaned against her mouth and around their dancing tongues. He knew who it was as he felt the bed shift as she climbed on it with him.

She straddled him carefully, completely naked, leaning down against him. "Momma knew you didn't mean what you said earlier," she said as her body molded against his. Her soft, fat belly felt good against him. She kissed him fervently and then pulled back slightly so that she could grab his hard cock. 

"Momma knew you only said those mean things cuase you was so tired. You were hard before Momma even came in to kiss you good night, baby. I'm gonna take such good care of you." Then she guided the tip of his shaft against her wet pussy. "You gonna take good care of Momma? Do you love Momma? Am I your girl? Tell Momma." She slid the tip along her slit as she pressed her massive chest against his, being careful not to hurt his injured shoulder. 

Seth needed release. His hips pushed up slightly, seemingly on their own accord. His cock was calling the shots here now and overriding his brain. He knew he should tell her to get the fuck off of his bed and get the fuck out of his room, but she felt so good on top of him. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to take care of her and to show her how much he loved her and to make her his girl. He needed to mark her again, to fill her up with his sperm. He bucked his hips up slightly pushing the tip of his cock into her pussy.

"Momma reads you loud and clear," she said, pushing her hips down, engulfing his cock. "Make me...uh...make me...uh..." she grunted as she rode his cock, driving her hips up and down on him. Her soft belly and giant tits mashed between them. She was so careful not to touch his injured shoulder.

"Make you cum?" Seth gasped, bucking up slightly but letting his mother do most of the work. She felt so good. 

"Close...baby...I'm so close...you're so big...Momma's big man...uh," she paused for a moment, eyes wide and lost in lust. She kissed him again, hard and wet, sucking his tongue into her mouth. "Make me your bitch...your old lady...your girlfriend...do me every night..." She sank back down onto his cock and then pulled all the way off of him.

Seth was close to cumming himself and she was teasing him mercilessly. He needed to be inside her...he desperately needed release. He thrust up but couldn't reach her. His cock throbbed painfully. "I need to cum..."

"Not until you till me," she said, kissing him again. Her full lips felt so good against his. "Tell me," she said pulling away from him. "Tell Momma you didn't mean those nasty things you said earlier." She plunged back onto his cock again and then pulled all the way off. 

"Fuck!" Seth yelled. 

"We can, if you just tell Momma."

"I need it," he croaked.

"You need me," she said, kissing and biting his neck, leaving a mark for sure. 

"Yes I need you," he croaked again, throat dry. With his injuries and his heavy mother on top of him he was trapped...unable to move at all. 

"You love me," she whispered, kissing him again, reaching back to stoke his shaft. 

"I love you," he whispered, raising his hips again trying to find her entrance. "Please," he pleaded. 

She squeezed his cock hard and then released him. "Who am I?" she growled at him, mere inches away from his face. "I need you to say it."

"Your mine...please...you're my woman."

She sank her hips down until the tip of his cock was against her slit. "I'm your girl?"

"You're my girl," 

She kissed him again. "I'll take care of you. I'm your new girlfriend?"

"You're my girlfriend," he pushed his hips up as far as he could and an inch of his cock penetrated her. 

"Oh baby...you'll make me cum, and I'm your bitch, yeah?"

"You're my bitch, " he said, meaning every word of it.

She plunged down onto him again and rode him hard. Seth came within minutes. "I'm cumming!"

"Fill me up! I want to feel you shooting inside me! Ugh!"

He came deep inside his mother as she continued to ride him. He kept squirting his love juice deep inside her until his balls were empty and still his mother rode him. She sat back then, lifting her weight off of him and leaning back on the bed, grinding against him. 

"Oh god baby, I'm cumming...uh...god! All over your cock...uh..." Her eyes rolled back and she squealed as she came. Seth watched her whole body rock with her powerful orgasm. When she was done she collapsed onto him smothering his mouth with hers. "So good...my big man...so good."

Seth awoke the next morning from a dream that he was making love to his sister. He had been dreaming about her every night for the past week. He blinked awake and groaned out loud in pleasure, looking down at his groin. His mother looked up at him lovingly. She had his cock buried in her throat. She slowly pulled her mouth off of his shaft. 

"Good morning, baby," she said, licking her lips. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes."

"Oh, good," she replied. "Now lay back and let Momma take care of this big monster I found lurking under your covers." She giggled and then opened her mouth wide, sucking him back into her mouth. "mmmm...mmmm..." She moaned in pleasure as she took him deep into her mouth. She clamped her lips tightly around his love pipe, sucking him hard. 

Seth bucked his hips up, driving his cock all the way into his mother's throat. He loved how his mother could take every last inch of his cock without the slightest sign of a gag. In return she fondled his balls as she sucked him, sliding her full lips up and down the length of him, licking around his girth as she did. 

"Oh God, Mom...I'm gonna cum...uh..."

"mmmm hmmm," she moaned around him, urging him to fill her belly with his sperm. 

"Oh, god!" he exclaimed as he erupted. He shot several streams of cum right down her throat, before she pulled away from him a little so that she could take the rest in her mouth, savoring his salty taste. 

When he was finished ejaculating, his mother pulled her mouth away, opening it to show him that it was filled with his cum, and then she made a big show of swishing it around in her mouth before swallowing it all. "Delicious! Momma thinks she's gonna wake you up like this every morning. I sure love you baby," she said getting up and leaving. 

Every day of the next month played out almost exactly the same. Seth's mother took really good care of him, with wonderful, home cooked meals. She saw to his every need. She usually gave him a morning blow job to wake him up and then fucked him hard every night. He's friends from the agency came to visit him almost daily as well. To Seth's relief, they never suspected a thing. His mother was, well, the perfect mother when other people were around, but when she had him alone, she was his woman. 

One day, as Seth was eating breakfast, the doorbell rang. His mother hurried out to see who it was. He heard another female voice and rolled out into the living room to see who it was. 

It was Marta, his lawyer friend, who had been working hard on Millie's case.

"Hi, Seth!" She rushed over and gave Seth a careful hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "You look good! How are you?"

"Thanks, Marta. I am doing really well. I can finally move around on my own, without Mom pushing me everywhere. I'll be on crutches next week. I can finally put some weight on my foot and use my arm. You have no idea how free I feel!"

"I'm so happy for you. You had everyone so worried." She looked over at the couch. "Can I sit? Please, Nancy, have a seat."

"What is it?" Seth and his mom asked in unison. 

Marta sat on one end of the couch and Nancy sat on the other. Seth wheeled himself closer. 

Marta smiled brightly. "It's about Millie. I would have told you sooner, but it happened so fast and I wanted to tell you in person."

"What?" Seth and his mother both asked in unison again.

"I'm glad you're mobile, Seth because you're both coming with me as soon as you're both ready. Millie is being released this morning."

Seth's mother gasped in shock, putting her hand over her mouth. Then she literally flew to the other end of the couch, crushing Marta into a giant hug. "I knew you could do it! We owe you everything!"

"Marta. Thank you, so much. You are amazing," Seth added. Inwardly feeling like he was going to implode and wondering how that was going to play out. Had his mom already worked out the details with her? 

"You're both welcome. It was my pleasure. You know I love you guys and would do anything for you."

"I really do owe you. How can I ever pay you back," Seth asked, and then lost himself in his thoughts again. 

Marta shook her head, letting them both know that she didn't expect anything in return, then looking at Seth, she asked "You okay? You looked stunned." 

"I'm just amazed that you were able to work magic like that. How can I ever pay you back?"

"You can make it up to me by taking me out to dinner when you're able." 

"Deal," Seth, replied too quickly. His mother gave him a quick wide-eyed look of disapproval before getting up off the couch. 

"Marta, I'll just be a minute. Seth's already to go I think. I'll be right back down." 

"Perfect," Marta replied. 

"You should be happy, Seth. Why do you look so down in the dumps?"

"Oh...I am happy. I'm just in a little bit of pain this morning," he lied. 

"I'm sorry, Seth," she said getting off the couch and walking over to him leaning in and giving him a soft, lingering kiss on his lips. "I've never gone out on a date with a hero before."

Before Seth cold reply, his mother came down the stairs. "I'm ready!" she almost yelled and they hurried out. 

They all got in Marta's Land Rover. It had plenty of room in the back for his wheelchair and enough room for him to stretch out his leg. As they rode to the county jail, Seth thought hard about Millie and the last time he had talked to her. She had been very tentative and reserved on the phone. He had thought that they were in love with each other before the shoot out with Big John, now he didn't know what to think. He had told Millie that he loved her and couldn't wait to have her in his arms again, and Millie had replied with silence. Now it was almost three months since he had seen her. 

It took nearly thirty minutes to get to the jail and Seth was a nervous wreck by the time they arrived. While Marta went to check in, Seth wheeled in close to his mother. "Does this change anything...I mean...I'm so confused...Millie and I experienced something so intense..."

"Shhh," she whispered to him, putting her finger over her lips. "I don't want you to worry. I want Millie back just as much as you do. The first thing we're going to do is take her over to get the baby and then we're all going back to our house."

"But," Seth started. "What about..."

"I'm still your bitch and you're still gonna take care of Momma whenever she needs it, yeah?"

"I am?"

"You are," she said sternly. "I'm not giving you up."

"What about Millie?"

She just smiled at him and then lifted her head, "Here they come!"

Seth spun around in his wheelchair and there she was walking down the hall towards them. His mother stood up behind him. He felt just like he had the last time he had been with her. His heart pounded in his chest, he started to sweat and his cock twitched in his shorts. He really did love her. He lusted for her. He wheeled slowly down the hall towards her. Millie saw him then. Seth saw her pause a beat and her expression change. Then she ran down the hall towards him. She was crying. Her massive, jutting tits bounced wildly beneath her top as she came towards them. 

Seth stood up from his chair. Millie stopped a foot away from him. She was so beautiful. They had let her change out of her orange prison uniform. She was wearing jeans and a blouse. The jeans looked like they were spray painted on and her blouse was several sizes too small. If possible, her breasts appeared larger than they were before. 

"I thought you weren't going to make it and I was heartbroken," she whispered. 

"It would take more than that to kill me, baby," he said, sounding like he stole a line from a cheap western. "The phone..." he started, but his sister cut him off. 

"Yeah, I tried to...I thought we had made a mistake...but seeing you now..." She inched closer. Her straining chest was touching his now. 

"Mom and I...she..."

"I know...we'll figure it out...what about me?"

"I can't live without you...I knew that as soon as I saw you walking down the hall."

Marta chimed in. "Uh...what?...we need to check out now..."

Seth's mom pulled her away to the side of the hallway. "In a minute."

Millie collapsed into Seth and he squeezed her against him, loving the feel of her large, soft breasts against his chest and the smell of her hair. "I love you," she said and kissed him hard. They kissed passionately, ignoring Marta's disapproving gasps from beside them. 

When they broke for air, Millie pulled back. "I've got something to tell you,"

"You can tell me anything."

"I'm pregnant," she said loud enough for everyone to hear.

Both Marta and Seth's mom gasped out loud. Without thinking, Seth asked, "Is it mine?"

Millie nodded. 

Seth's mom took charge then. "Marta, let's go get us checked out, we'll talk about this later." She took Marta's arm and the two women went down to check out. 

"Are you all ready to go?" Seth asked. 

"Yeah," she said, holding his hand, helping him back down into the wheel chair and the pushing him down the hall towards the exit. "Has Mom...has..."

Seth looked up at Millie guiltily, "Mom's been taking care of me..."

Millie smiled down at him.

After checking out, all four of them got into Marta's SUV and they drove back to the Gann house. Seth wondering all the while what would happen. He had so many questions. Would Millie's baby be okay? Would his mom still expect him to service her? What would Marta do? He sat back against the seat and closed his eyes. His sister was sitting next to him in the back seat. She took his hand in hers and leaned into him.

"I'm going to make love to you all night, baby." Then she kissed him on the cheek.

"And Mom?" he asked.

"She gets you tomorrow morning. I'll be running around with Marta and Heather all day."

"She's okay with us...you know..."

"Yes, we have an agreement and you know what?"

"What?"

"My tits are going to get so big and full of milk in a few months that you're going to lose your mind," she giggled and squeezed his hand tightly as they neared the house. 

Maybe everything was going to be all right. 

*****

The End of Part 1

Copyright 2014 by the Amazing Sethp