This file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com From: thor4u@my-deja.com Subject: NEW: Two Families - The Teenage Years, Ch 11 (mf, incest) Date: Tuesday, June 22, 1999 5:30 PM Two Families - The Teenage Years Chapter Eleven By Jason Bradford Our senior year didn't fly by like we had expected. As it unfolded, it seemed to crawl, but in the end, we looked back and asked where it all went. The first half of the year was marked by three major events, and a lot of fun times. Event One occurred on the first football weekend of the year when Kim, Maria, and I sat a startled Tony down in Kim and Maria's off-campus apartment and told him the truth. Tony was as happy as I had ever seen him. He gave me a huge embrazzo, and said that this now meant that we were going to be brothers. From that day forward, Tony has called me "Bro." The new openness, and the off-campus apartment, now meant that we had a lot of freedom to just be ourselves. It was really almost like Kim and I had our own home. Whenever I visited, I slept with Kim just like we did at home. We were not together every weekend, but usually two weekends out of each month, either Kim was home in Jax or I was visiting her in Gainesville. Event Two was a trip to Miami for Thanksgiving; we had a wonderful time. There were no big parties this time, and no Lambada's, but we did enjoy a huge Thanksgiving dinner and a wonderful weekend. Kim stayed with Maria, and I stayed at Tony's apartment. On the way home, we smiled as we drove past the Hilton, but we didn't stop. But we did go crazy when we got back home, immediately jumping into bed and staying there all night. I also devised a new cover. Actually, I didn't plan it, it just sort of evolved naturally. I began to casually "date" Victoria Clarke. It started with a football game on a Thursday night, just like I had with Cassie. I told Kim about it and she was fine. Then about three weeks later, Victoria invited me to a house party one of her friends was having. I accepted, but Victoria said we should have a hamburger together and talk about it. So we did. We went to McDonalds near school for lunch one day and talked while we ate. Victoria said she was not ready for a boyfriend, and didn't want me to take anything the wrong way. We were good friends by now and I understood. She said she had led a sheltered life and had purposely kept herself out of the social activities. But this was her senior year, and she wanted to have a more normal, more well-rounded life. She wanted to have some fun. She made it very clear that she liked me as a good friend, but wasn't talking about romance or sex. She just wanted a trusted companion to accompany her to school and social functions once in a while. I told Victoria that was fine with me. I told her I already had a girlfriend who was going to school at the University of Florida, and of course she immediately assumed it was Cassie, who had graduated and was now there in college. (She never got into Kim's sorority, by the way. I don't know what happened. I think Kim knows, but I've never asked her.) Victoria and I went to several football games and three or four parties that fall. Everybody knew we were just friends, and most people assumed that Cassie and I were still an item because she and Kim and I frequently were spotted together on weekends. At parties, Victoria and I never danced together. I sometimes danced with other girls, but she never danced at all. It was not unusual for us to arrive together, split up and go spend time with different groups of friends for most of the night and then get back together just before it was time to leave. Our friendship continued to grow, but I was more of a ride than a boyfriend. That was perfect for both of us and we had a lot of fun together. We never kissed — Hell, we never even held hands! ****** The fall semester was the busiest time of the year in another way. It was a time of frequent travel as Jason and Kim evaluated colleges and plodded through the difficult decision-making process, trying to decide what to do next with their lives. Oddly, Kim never considered staying at the University of Florida, despite the fact that they had an excellent law school. Kim never confronted the reasons for that mindset until very, very late in the decision process, but one of the key unspoken factors was that Jason was leaning strongly toward Gainesville for college. For reasons they neither discussed nor understood until after both had made their decisions, both Jason and Kim approached this phase of their lives as a moment of separation and a moving on. They talked about managing the separation often, but there was a growing feeling in both of them that life would somehow evolve into a new and different pattern. Neither knew what that meant for them as a couple, but they both approached this difficult process separately right from the start. Kim initially had three law school prospects - Harvard in Boston, Columbia in New York City, and Jack's alma mater, Stanford, outside of San Francisco. She visited all three during the fall and quickly eliminated Columbia. It was the old story — New York is a great place to visit, but who would want to live there? Each time she returned home, Kim regaled Jason with her impressions of the schools and surrounding communities. She loved both Boston and San Francisco, and the two schools were probably the two best law schools in the country. With her academic prowess and LSAT scores, Kim was a lock for either one. Jason, as you might expect, was not as clear about his career objectives. He was leaning toward either business or the Foreign Service. The thought that Jason might someday be posted to Kathmandu or some similar place scared the hell out of Kim, but she encouraged him anyway. It was typical of the two that, although they struggled to stay together, they also accepted the idea that each had to choose their own path. The fact that those paths would inevitably diverge and possibly pull them apart was just a fact of life. So Jason's early inclinations for college were the University of Florida and Georgetown University in Washington, D.C.. Since childhood, Jason had always assumed that he would go to college at Florida. Despite the fact that his lovely mother was a graduate of Florida State, like many North Florida kids, Jason had always considered himself a Gator, and had never really considered another university until his senior year in high school. He looked at Georgetown because it was the pre-imminent school for foreign service candidates — there was no place else to go. Jason liked the school when he visited it that fall, and absolutely loved Washington. What an interesting, exciting place to be! But, in the end, when he considered a lifetime of postings to the backwaters of the world as a diplomat, Jason scrapped the foreign service idea, and Georgetown was eliminated. Victoria Clarke wanted to be a doctor, and she was going to Duke University in Durham, N.C.. Victoria encouraged Jason to look at Duke, and he did. It was one of America's great universities, a university so good it is insulted to be called the "Harvard of the South." In many disciplines, Duke was better than Harvard. And the community surrounding Duke is one of America's real treasures, only recently discovered by American business. Jason was also interested in the University of Miami. That's blasphemy for a lifelong Gator, but he loved the town and the university had an excellent business school. And he had friends there — La Familia Garcia. With Kim thousands of miles away, friends would be good to have. He got a packet of information from the school, but did not visit there until the second semester. So, gradually, two short lists emerged. Kim's was, in order, Stanford and Harvard, although there was little difference in her feelings toward the two. She and her father Jack scheduled week-long return visits to each during Spring Break. Jason's list was the University of Florida; Miami, maybe...maybe a possibility; and Duke certainly worthy of consideration, but not a prime candidate. In fact, Jason was pretty much decided on going to Gainesville, and was awaiting his acceptance letter in January. The semester culminated in the biggest event of all — Christmas at home. Jason had been so preoccupied with everything else that he procrastinated in getting Kim a proper Christmas present. What he really wanted to get her — for Christmas, her birthday in April, and finally, for a graduation present — was an engagement ring. But the ever-wise Betsy, Jason's beautiful mother, vetoed the idea each time. Absolutely not. Betsy knew two things: that Jason was desperately trying to cling to Kim, and that Kim would never accept an engagement ring from Jason. Jason was sweet, and the idea was very sincere, but it was wrong. Not wrong-hearted, but wrong-headed. Maria, after a series of frantic telephone calls, saved the day. Maria had several relatives in the jewelry business in Miami. She had one of them design a simple but elegant ring for Kim. The jeweler faxed a drawing of how the ring would look, Jason and Betsy approved it, and the ring arrived via FedEx on December 23. It was magnificent! The ring was a delicate gold band which formed two letters intertwined, J and K. It was perfect. When Kim opened her gift, her mouth dropped open with surprise and excitement. Then her eyes filled with tears. She was so touched she couldn't even hug Jason for several minutes. When she finally did, she almost broke his neck. Now Jason had Kim's gold necklace, and she had his ring, to remind them of each other when they were apart. Kim wore that ring every day until her wedding day — including during the wedding ceremony itself. "Something Old, Something New; Something Borrowed, Something Blue..." The ring was Kim's "something old," a treasured reminder of the most important thing in her life prior to her marriage. ********** I was so happy to see Kim's face light up with joy when she saw the ring! She was so overcome with emotion that she couldn't even speak for several minutes. She just cried and cried. But they were happy tears. The time for sadness was not yet upon us. Then, after almost strangling me with a viscous hug, Kim gave me my present. There was a beautiful, mushy Christmas card — "To The Man I Love...with all my heart, all my soul, all my being...now and forever," it started. Then inside Kim had written simply, "Kim and Jason. Lover's Tonight, Lover's Forever." I had no idea what this present was going to be. But as soon as I opened the big box, I knew it was going to be a gag gift. The big box contained another, smaller box. And another. And another. Finally, I worked my way to the smallest box...it was a cologne box. But it was full of cotton balls! I dug through the cotton balls with my fingers and finally struck something small and hard. It was a simple gold ring. A simple band of gold formed two intertwined letters, K and J. It was the mirror image of Kim's ring — designed by the same jeweler, but in a more masculine style. It was — and still is — the most wonderful Christmas present I ever received. I cried unashamed, and then we had a big family hug: Kim and Jason, Jack and Mom, all hugging happily together. I have worn that ring every day since that happy Christmas. (Yes, I'm wearing it now, as I type this.) This beautiful ring is my constant reminder of my beloved sister, my wonderful, loving and supportive family, and that last unforgettable Christmas at home together. The ring still occasionally brings tears to my eyes. Although in future years we would both return home often for Christmas, this was really our last Christmas as a family unit, and remains one of the most precious memories of our lives. *********** After Christmas dinner and the opening of presents, and a lot of happy, excited talk, Jack and Betsy went upstairs to bed. Kim and Jason went out to the pool deck. They talked for a short time, both expressing their gratitude, happiness and a fierce determination to get even with Maria for finessing both of them into getting each other the absolutely perfect gifts! Maria had been deliberate and cautious in accepting Kim as her "hermana." But once she decided, Maria constantly surprised Kim with fresh expressions of sisterly love in its best sense. These two rings, although profoundly important to both Kim and Jason, were just one more example of what true family meant to this beautiful, dark-eyed Cuban woman. Maria was a real treasure! Then the conversation turned to Kim and Jason. They had been so busy with study, traveling and the decision process that they had neglected Kim and Jason. There was only one thing to do. They let their hearts take over and talk it out. After a nearly interminable kiss, they walked back up the steps to the house and into "our room." As close as Jason and Kim were emotionally, intellectually, and spiritually, they were always even closer sexually. Although they shared so much as brother and sister, and as friends and confidants, their love was always also an intensely sexual relationship. They were never happier, never more attuned to each other, never more eager to love and please each other than when they made love. Although they both loved hard, playful sex, there was no fucking that Christmas night. There was only tender, delicious lovemaking. Kim started by giving Jason a tender "kiss." They had devised a code for some sex acts and "kiss" was their code for sweet, loving oral sex. The code for rock-and-roll oral sex was "blow me" or "eat me!" depending on who the requesting party was. But tonight, Kim kissed Jason sweetly. She made it last a long time, alternating between tingling licks up and down the shaft of his big cock, and light sucking. No longer a novice, she tantalized him exquisitely. She teased and tempted him with momentary interludes of head-bobbing, but then backed off to tender licking. She stopped and stroked his mighty cock as she readjusted her position and gave him a long and loving kiss on the lips. Finally, when she was good and ready, Kim slowly brought Jason to the edge of ecstacy, and then beyond. He gushed his sweet seed for a long time and Kim never missed a drop. Without having to be asked, Jason gave Kim what he knew she wanted. He delicately licked her sweet vagina until it became hot and juicy. Kim did not like to be played with at times like this, and Jason knew that. He expertly brought her to a roaring climax, licking and sucking her happy clit tenderly. It was one the biggest climaxes Kim had ever enjoyed. Then, they spent the rest of the night snuggling and kissing, interspersed with several close, warm, and loving couplings. Each time they made love, they gazed into each other's eyes throughout the intercourse, and made love slowly, quietly and tenderly. It was a beautiful night. In the earlier conversation at poolside, Kim and Jason's hearts had told them to spend a lot of time in "our room" over the rest of the Christmas break, and they did. 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