Sam woke slowly; he fought not to let go of the details of his dream, but they were already fading. He became more aware of his body lying in bed and the sensations of the dream drifted away leaving him with only the vaguest sense that it had been something really hot. His penis was rock hard; partially from arousal and part from a desperate need to pee. The urge to urinate grew overwhelming so, sighing, he forced himself out of bed; the glow of his clock said it was 3am.
Walking down the hall he had the strongest sense of déjà vu as he passed his sisters’ doors. Something in the back of his brain tingled and he felt an almost painful pulse of arousal through his piss hard dick. The sensation confused him but he figured it had something to do with his dream. He hated waking up in the middle of a ‘good’ dream. Finally he made it to the bathroom and stood waiting for his erection to subside. After a few long moments he was able to go and the relief of that was palpable.
A few minutes later he lay in his bed staring up at the glow-in-the-dark stars pasted to his ceiling. They weren’t glowing now, but they made him smile. His parents had gotten them for him right after he had been officially adopted; he was crazy about space back then. As his mind wandered he tried to catch a hold of the details of whatever sexy dream he had been having that had been so rudely interrupted. In the way of dreams nothing solid would form and the more he thought about it the vaguer the details became, he was almost sure it had involved two girls...but even that was misty; had he actually dreamed that or was he filling in the gaps with his own fantasies? Hoping that he’d be able to find that dream again, or one like it, he relaxed and slowly fell back to sleep.
He came down late to breakfast the next morning; Amber and Lilly were already at the table, their plates filled with his mother’s homemade French toast. As he came into the room Sam saw Amber lean over and whisper something to Lilly that left both girls giggling. “Mornin’,” He said and both girls smiled up at him.
“Good Morning Bro, “Lilly replied, and her eyes held a laugh. It had only been two weeks and Lilly already felt like part of the family. Her shy behavior had melted away very quickly and she was acting like a normal eight year old girl, which was frankly amazing given all she had been through. His train of thought was broken by his mother’s voice.
“What no good morning for your mother who has spent hours slaving over a hot stove to make her family a nice warm breakfast.” His mother’s tone was light and joking. He still wished her a sincere good morning and was rewarded with a plate of French toast of his own. Adding syrup he sat at the table and began to tuck into the food with gusto. The girls finished first and ran off to watch TV or play, for some reason his eyes followed the two of them out the door and he felt his penis twitch in his pants. He didn’t think much of the reaction; his penis had been doing odd things like that since puberty hit him like a hammer at the end of the school year.
As he was finishing his breakfast his mother sat down at the table with her own plate of food and began to speak to him, “So what do you think of Lilly?” He looked up at his mother with some surprise in his face; it wasn’t that they didn’t talk but he had a stronger relationship with his adopted father then with his mother. She must have seen the confusion in his eyes so she clarified. “I know that having Lilly here is a big change especially given the circumstances.” He was about to say something but she cut him off. “First of all don’t talk with your mouth full; secondly I know that you know more about the Benton case then your father and I would like. Its ok, I just want to get your perspective on how she’s fitting in. I try to be around as much as I can but I know you and your sister see Lilly much more then I do.”
Sam swallowed his food and then really thought about what he was being asked. It was good to know that his mother valued his opinion so he wanted to give the question some thought. What did he think of Lilly? Out of nowhere, an image popped into his head of his newest sister standing naked before him. As quickly as the image appeared it was gone but he felt his cock growing hard. Embarrassed by the thought and realizing that he was leaving his mother waiting he responded quickly, “I think she’s doing ok. Most of the time she acts just like Amber, though I have noticed her looking sad and distracted when she thinks no one is looking.”
His mother nodded, “I’ve noticed that too, but that’s it? Nothing…inappropriate?”
Again the image of Lilly naked popped into his head and he shook it as if denying the thought, “No… um no nothing like that. Nothing I didn’t go through when I first got here, actually she seems really normal given… everything.” His mother smiled at that, he hadn’t noticed before but she had clearly been concerned. It didn’t totally surprise him; except for Amber, everyone in the house had been cautious around Lilly at first. He quickly finished up his breakfast and went off to do his daily chores. The sooner he had them done the sooner he could play Xbox.
About three hours later Sam sat in the oversized bean bag chair he used for his gaming. The controller was in his hand, but the TV was off. He had given up on the level he was struggling with; mostly because he couldn’t seem to focus and kept getting killed. After dying ten times in a row he powered the system off and just sat there thinking. He had been distracted all day and thinking about it made him flush with embarrassment and his penis grow hard for the umpteenth time that day.
All morning as he had done his chores he kept getting flashes; images in his mind of naked girls, or girl to be more accurate. He wouldn’t have minded; he was just discovering the attraction of women, so nudity and sex were rarely far from his thoughts, but all of the images were all of Lilly. When he was vacuuming he saw a flash of Lilly kneeling before him naked and unashamed. Doing the dishes left him with a flash of Lilly covered in soap bubbles that hid nothing. While he did the laundry he saw flash after flash of Lilly, in just her panties, in dad’s oversized shirt, spilling out of her tiny shorts. Each time the image was accompanied by a flush of strong arousal.
Sam was so ashamed of himself. It would be wildly inappropriate if it had been any random eight year old, but given Lilly’s history it was even worse. Maybe that was the reason, he rationalized. There was nothing sexy about what her parents had done to her and all the other kids, but it was about sex and after his half remembered wet dream sex just seemed to be on his mind. Sam decided he would just find something more appropriate to focus on.
Closing his eyes he pictured Becky Sandoval, the hottest girl in his grade, she had massive B cups that she had been showing off around the community pool all summer in a tight one piece. Thinking of the blond bombshell his penis grew harder and he felt an overwhelming need to masturbate. Locking the door to his room he grabbed the hand cream from his drawer and began to stroke himself, losing himself in the fantasy.
He and Becky would be alone at the pool, no one else around. She would climb out of the water her skin glistening in the sun. She would spot him and flash him a coy smile. Walking towards him with a sexy wiggle, her body would jiggle in just the right ways to cause his swim shorts to tent. Giving him a little O of surprise and fascination she would reach down and begin to touch his hardening cock with her tiny hands. He would moan and reach up, hands brushing her red hair as she caressed him through his pants. Soon she would get excited, letting out pants and moans of interest before finally, overcome with lust, reach into his pants and pull out his rock hard four inches. Looking at it in awe he would use the opportunity to slip her out of her one piece revealing her incredibly sexy flat chest and rock hard nubs of her nipples. He would reach out and start to play with them causing her to moan and whimper in pleasure, when neither of them could stand the buildup anymore he would meet her green eyes and Lilly would whisper, “Let me take care of that for you.” Before leaning down and engulfing him in her mouth.
Sam was right on the edge of orgasm when his eyes popped open. He realized that his fantasy had shifted but it was too late and as he came, harder than he had even done in the past, the only image in his mind was of his newest sister sucking him off. Groaning in a mix of pleasure and humiliation all Sam could wonder was what the hell had gotten into him.
Sam tossed and turned in bed, he couldn’t get comfortable. A glance at the clock showed that it was past eleven. His thoughts wouldn’t slow down; a mess of guilt and titillation. Sam had tried once more deal with his driving libido but when his fantasies drifted to Lilly again he had forced himself to stop. This only left him with almost painful blue balls on top of everything else.
Finally, he found a half way comfortable position, lying on his back with a pillow under his knees, gazing blanking at the plastic stars on his ceiling. He breathed slowly and tried to calm his mind and listened to the sounds of the house around him. It was an older home and he was used to the groans it made at night. His father had explained that as the heat of the day left the wood it flexed slightly and caused the sometimes strange noises.
He thought he could hear something coming from the hall, it might be someone going to the bathroom or it could just be the house; either way he put it out of his mind. His thoughts were finally starting to drift when he heard another sound from the direction of his door. Was the door moving or was it just his imagination? He only had to lift his head to look but a wave of exhaustion passed over him and he knew he didn’t have the energy.
Suddenly the stars on his ceiling began to glow… no, it wasn’t his plastic stars it was something else… new stars twinkling and moving in a slow rotation. They filled his vision and he was reminded of the time the family had gone camping, laying out under the stars and looking up into the clear night sky. Thousands, millions of points of light, imperceptibly moving as the world turned underneath him. As his eyes drifted closed Sam felt an odd but not unpleasant sense of reverse vertigo as if he would fall upwards into the sky above him. With the stars in his mind’s eye he fell asleep and the drone of the house’s central air sounded like voices…
Sam dreamed; he knew it was a dream because of the way everything drifted in a dark and starry fog. When he moved he felt like he floated, only half aware of his body as it was pushed around on invisible winds. Someone was speaking but he couldn’t make out the words and it didn’t matter.
He lifted from his bed, his mind blissfully empty of complicated thoughts. He felt his manhood harden and he was suddenly very aware of soft touches against his crotch. Looking down he found two naked girls, girls he felt he should know, gently pawing at the front of his pajama pants. They looked up at him with predatory grins, blue and green eyes intense. He smiled back at them with a broad grin of his own. He was so horny and now he had two girls before him ready to do something about it. What a great dream.
The girl with the green eyes and red hair was moving her lips but he couldn’t make out the sounds, apparently the blond did because she nodded. Her tiny pink tongue darted out, licking her lips before she began speaking. “Good Girls obey their Family, I am a Good Girl… command me.”
The words resonated in Sam’s mind, ‘Command Me.’ They fed his growing arousal, he was so horny and this blond nymph gazed up at him from his crotch asking to be commanded; yes this was a wonderful dream. “Take off my pants, get me hard.” As the blond nymph moved to comply thoughts drifted into his mind like words born on the wind, ‘Be Dominant… Take Control… Good Boys who listen get what they want…’
The soft touches from before were nothing like what he was experiencing now. The nymph’s warm little hands slid around his manhood coaxing it from its half aroused state. Sam groaned at the touch it felt wonderful and that was all that mattered; feeling good, getting what he wanted… being a Good Boy. “Suck me off!” The words weren’t a request; they were a command, stated firmly and brooking no argument.
None was given as the warmth of hands was replaced by a new and different heat. Sam gave off a moan of approval and laid back, legs half off his bed. He didn’t need to look as he felt himself being engulfed and a complex dance of tongue and suction made him feel better than he had ever felt before.
He reveled in the pleasure gazing up and the spinning stars when green eyes and red hair filled his vision. It was the other girl; they were both so very familiar… had he dreamed something like this before? Thoughts surfaced slowly in his blissed out mind; an image of one of the girls going down on the other, then both girls were in a panic until something was shoved in his face… a bright pink glow… he frowned.
The red haired girl spoke and the words filled his mind driving everything else out. “Good Boys listen and get what they want… you want to be a Good Boy… you want to get what you want… you want me… listen and you can have me… be a Good Boy… give up control and get control… Good Boys give what they receive… take what you want… take me…”
The words spun in Sam’s mind, were they thoughts or the girl’s voice… maybe both, because they were all so true... they made so much sense. The pleasure in his cock increased as the blond nymph did something new with her lips and began to pump him with one small hand and play with his balls with the other. Even as the pleasure began to overwhelm him he saw the red haired girl standing over him. She lowered herself down and his eyes were locked on the smooth gash between her legs. It came closer and closer and he knew he had to give what he received, give pleasure to get pleasure… Be a Good Boy so he could get what he wanted. His tongue was reaching out for his prize even as it lowered into his reach. The first taste was like honey.
Sam woke to his father bellowing his name. He wanted to turn over but he knew his father wasn’t the type to let him roll over. Still, he was completely exhausted after his difficulties sleeping and that dream. That dream it had seemed to go on forever and he still felt like he was floating. Getting up, he was half surprised to find he hadn’t cum in his pants. He walked over to his star projector and turned it off. He couldn’t remember the last time he had used it but it was hard to deny it had helped him finally fall asleep.
Dressing quickly he ran down the stairs passing Amber and Lilly going the other way. He got a good morning and a smile from both of them… it was the smile that did it. He remembered his dream again and it was so clear that the girls in it had been his sisters. Oddly though, that fact didn’t bother him. He remembered being all bent out of shape about Lilly the day before but for some reason it didn’t bother him now, they were Family and for some reason that made it ok.
His father was waiting for him in the kitchen, “Grab something you can eat on the go. You promised you’d take care of the McCleary’s dog while they were away and he’s been barking all morning, it not like you to sleep in and break a promise.” Sam could hear Gopher barking now and a flush came to his face.
“Sorry Dad…” He said his eyes downcast, for some reason he felt even worse than usual; he had disappointed his Daddy. Shaking himself he grabbed the McCleary’s spare keys and didn’t even bother to grab the eggs on toast his mother had made before he was out the door. As he jogged across the yard he felt his spirits rise, he was obeying his father and that made him feel good.
Sam let himself into the neighbor’s house and quickly filled Gopher’s food and water dishes. He would have to walk the dog after his breakfast but he had a few minutes and his mind drifted to fantasies, much like the day before only more graphic and exciting. Lilly and Amber laying on the rug, licking each other’s cunts as he watched them; pumping his cock and giving instructions. Amber bent over and spread wide offering him her cunt and ass while Lilly urged him to take her anal cherry. Her warm hand on his cock guiding him inside his sister’s tightest hole. Lilly rubbing her foot up and down his rock hard cock while Amber worshiped the nubs of Lilly’s tiny breasts.
His train of thought was interrupted by Gopher pushing against his leg. His cock was rock hard and a stupid grin was on his face. He was almost mad at the dog for interrupting him but he realized that getting mad at a dog was just silly. Still as Sam clipped on Gopher’s leash and grabbed some bags he couldn’t help but think of putting a leash around Amber’s neck and walking her around town naked like his own personal pet.
The next few days were bliss for Sam. Each night, after turning on his star projector, he would fall into a deep sleep filled with sexy dreams of Lilly and Amber. Not only were they intensely erotic he also learned so much about Good Boys. Who they dominated and who they obeyed. How they listened and learned. How they treated their Family. Most of all Sam learned what Good Boys wanted and what he had to do to be a Good Boy and get it.
Each day was almost as enjoyable. Every spare minute he spent fantasizing about his sisters. Sometimes they were romantic daydreams, other times they were wildly passionate, but most often they were as many different shades of kinky Sam youthful libido could conjure up. Oddly while he was now sporting nearly constant erections his desire to masturbate seemed to have left him. Something in the back of his mind told him it was better to wait.
Strangely it was as if Lilly and Amber could tell what was on his mind. On Wednesday they had spent half of the evening in long shirts and panties, that in and of itself wasn’t bad but they seemed to be teasing him with glimpses whenever no one else was around. Sam was sure it was all in his head, but he certainly didn’t mind the view. Friday when they went to the community pool was even worse (better?) He barely noticed Becky Sandoval as his eyes, discreetly, roamed over his sisters in their tight one pieces.
Sam stayed in the pool most of that day; he had enough presence of mind to know that his erection would show up clearly in his swim trunks and he would never live it down. Though even the cool water did little when Amber and Lilly decided they wanted to splash about and wrestle with him. Their parents thought it was funny and honestly with their bodies up against him he didn’t really want anyone breaking them up.
The days’ events always made it into his dreams driving them to new heights of kinky fun. All the while he learned so much and waited because his dreams told him he was so very close to being a Good Boy and he wanted that very much.
It was late the following Monday afternoon. Sam had just returned from walking Gopher, but when he entered the house he felt like something was off. Monday was his father’s late night at work so it wasn’t surprising that the house seemed a little empty but it was more than that. When he had left forty-five minutes ago, his mother had been getting ready to cook but there were no sounds of her bustling in the kitchen. There was also no sign of Amber or Lilly playing or watching TV in the den.
As he moved through the house he thought he heard sounds from the second floor but they were soft sounds, bodies moving, the rustling of cloth, things like that. He called out, proud of the lack of waver in his voice. “Mom? Amber? Lilly? You guys upstairs?”
Immediately his newest sister answered but her voice sounded odd. It wasn’t meek like when she had first arrived or the slightly happy tones he had grown used to in the past several weeks, it was strong, firm, commanding and sent a shiver of pleasure up his spine. “Yes Sam, come and join us.” It wasn’t a request and his body was already moving. He had heard her speak in those tones before, but that had been in his dreams.
The door to his parents’ bedroom was half open and a pink light spilled from the inside. Sam approached the door slowly but couldn’t stop himself from going in. Even with all of his fantasies he wasn’t ready for the tableau that met him. His mother, sister, and Lilly were all naked. His mother was sitting at her desk staring wide eyed at her laptop. It was from the screen that the pink lights flooded; a dancing pattern of pink swirls and bubbles.
Amber was on her knees under the desk, her blond hair bobbing as she moved between their mother’s thighs, one hand snaked down pumping fingers in and out of her hairless cunt. Lilly was sitting on the bed, her own hands gleefully dancing between her legs, but while Amber’s motions seemed desperate and clumsy Lilly’s movements were precise playing her body like it was a well worn instrument.
Sam was speechless, he felt horrified somewhere deep down inside but the emotion couldn’t seem to gain any traction. He felt strangely hollow with fear, horror, and disgust flickering like dying candle flames. Moistening his suddenly dry mouth he managed to speak, “Lilly…what…”
The red haired girl smiled wickedly and raised one finger, shining with her own juices, to her lips hushing his words. “Sam it has been ever so much fun but all the games are not enough, I miss my Family and so I’m making myself a new one and you’re going to help me.”
Sam swallowed afraid of what was going to come next but unable to stop himself, “No Lilly… you can’t do this, you’re sick… and I won’t help you.”
She only smiled, “Yes you will, because you’re a Good Boy.”
The words struck Sam like a bell, resonating down to his very core and everything flooded back. He had been in a situation like this before. Just over a week ago he had walked in on Lilly doing something to Amber, corrupting her. He had tried to stop them but the redhead had pushed a glowing teddy bear into his face and suddenly he was agreeing with everything she said. Like how it had all been a sexy dream that he wouldn’t remember but that he would start fantasizing about her.
Then She and Amber had come into his room with that star projector… not his, he had never owned one… and they had been using it to get into his head every night to change him… to change him… the stars… changed him… taught him… taught him to be a Good Boy… the stars swirled in Sam’s mind now, they always would… they would make him a Good Boy forever and that was just as it should be.
Lilly spoke again and Sam turned to listen, he would always listen when she spoke. “What are you?”
That was easy, “I am a Good Boy.”
“What does a Good Boy do?”
“A Good Boy obeys those above him and dominates those below him.”
“Who do you obey?”
“I obey Lilly and Daddy, I am a Good Boy.”
“Who do you dominate?”
“I dominate Amber, Mother, and anyone Lilly or Daddy Puts below me.”
“What does a Good Boy want?”
“A Good Boy wants to fuck his Family.”
Lilly laughed and clapped her hands with glee. “Very good Sam, you ARE a Good Boy. As a Good Boy and my new big brother I need you to do your duty. Your mom doesn’t know how to be a Mother. Amber’s pleasure and my Daddy’s video will help but it’s your job to teach her a Mother’s Place.”
Sam nodded, his erection growing harder than ever at the thought of being a Good Boy. “As you command Lilly.” Sam pulled off his clothing and moved next to his mother. As he approached, Amber looked up from between their mother’s legs and smiled blissfully at him, a smile that he easily returned as he looked into his mother’s wide empty eyes and began to teach.
Lilly pulled the last of her Daddy’s toys from her bag. It was a ball that lit up if you threw it, but if you knew the trick it was the most powerful of his toys. Daddy had taught her that children’s minds were soft, and they had to be guided carefully. She remembered how pleased he had been the first time she brought one of her friends into the Family and it made her tingle. Adult minds were stronger, that meant they needed stronger tools, like the CD, but it also meant what might take a child weeks to learn you could teach an adult in just a few hours.
She had upmost confidence in Sam’s abilities, she had taught him well. As First Brother he would need the skills to help bring more people into the Family. She put what was happening upstairs out of her mind as she slipped into something innocuous. Mr. Morse would be home soon and tonight she would finally turn her new father into her new Daddy…
