A Real Vacation Part 1

Chapter 102

A Real Vacation

Part 1

 

We had just finished brushing our teeth after pleasuring everybody before our guest arrived. It wasn’t the alone time my brothers wanted with me, but it would have to do. Besides how often do they get to pleasure three beautiful mermaids with Mom and Dads permission? Mom maybe or their sisters to a certain extent, how could any boy their age turn down that?

I let Dillon borrow one of my robes while I wore the one with the Tiger on it. He smiled when he saw it, now knowing the story behind it. Mom quickly added our other ones to the wash. True we could have gone down completely naked and wouldn’t have mattered, but why when you have nice comfortable robes to wear? Even the mermaids had brought theirs as well as most of our guest. Dad had balloons on long poles outside along our beach to accommodate all our guest.

The size of the cake was the biggest thing I had ever seen with sparklers lit as candles with both the boy's name on it. I felt sorry for my brother knowing that his birthday like mine had yet to be celebrated by our parents, while our sisters were. There would be no fancy cake or party or presents, just more chores while our sisters got the parties and the cake with all their friend and lavished with presents. I hated them for that, I didn’t know if that would ever change since my mother had and my father and sisters hadn’t?

We all sang happy birthday as they took the sparklers off. Dad put on some music and we all watched them open their presents. I had given them a huge racing track to share and a case of hot-wheel cars each. I knew that they would play with it for hours, having Mom tell them later so they can enjoy their presents. They had been given several robes without pictures so they could add them when they got home. Lots of more toys and games that made every kid envy them. Mom and Dad went all out with games and boat rides so they could swim to and from the shore.

I knew I was in trouble when the other girls that were lined up to spend the day with cornered me wanting to know when it was their turn. Dillon rescued me telling them that I wanted to do things a little differently than just spending every waking moment stimulating them, Instead, he told them I wanted a real vacation where we all could have some fun and invited them along.

He reminded them that I would be leaving in two days which would be Friday night or Saturday morning. That there would be no way for me to spend every moment going from one date to the next and still have the energy to satisfy them. Even though I knew it was possible, I just didn’t want to. I wanted my life back with benefits, so I gave them a choice to come with us or not get a chance to be with me. Personally, I was just hoping it would be me, Dillon and my three mermaids.

Yet they agreed that would be fun if I was still willing to share myself with them as I had done with the other girls. Isza came too my rescue stating there wasn’t a reason that we all could share me and with Dillon, it was two for the price of one opening our robes so they could see all the eye candy, even though we weren’t quite hard yet they licked their lips whispering. “Two for the price of one.” Dillon gave them a break down what I wanted to do. Having them race home for their bikini’s; I groaned inwardly knowing it was going to be very long two days.

I didn’t need Mom and Dads permission, but I asked for it anyway. I like them knowing where I was in case there was trouble. They weren’t worried about me running away, besides where could I go? And besides, they trusted me, not do the things Shawn and they were doing or get any of the girls pregnant. They all knew if I said no, and no meant no.

Mr. Rockwater went with us in case there was trouble. With Dad and my brothers all wanting to go with us even though they wouldn’t be water-skiing they still wanted to go out on the lake, when the party was over and Mom had packed us a lunch and with the boys gone and Dad. It left Mom time to spend time with the other mothers, something she been wanting do since we got here. By the time we left the cabin, the living room was filled with chatting women. Dad rolled his eyes stating he was glad he didn’t need to be here. Mom gave us each a kiss and him a bigger kiss making him come back for seconds.

It didn’t matter anymore on how people looked without their clothes; it was just an everyday thing. It was always our choice if wanted to or not, but if you didn’t, you would stick out like a sore thumb. Dillon and I put on our trunks leaving our robes behind and joined the girls with topless bikini. Dad and my brothers had decided to go O’ natural ‘l. Dad having my brothers all wearing at least a life-persevere of some kind. Letting us take the lead in the speed boat.

Our limit was four girls and us or five if we had someone sit on our lap. Dad and Mr. Rockwater carried everyone else that wanted to come giving us a total of 8 girls including Jared’s Morning Star and 6 small boys and two fathers, having to borrow another boat for safety reasons.

Normally Mr. Rockwater would have brought his boat, but that sunk when the lightning hit it during that storm we were lucky no one got seriously hurt or died drowning. It was also the last big event as a large group of friends on the lake. Everyone wore a life jacket to prevent that from happening. It didn’t matter how good a swimmer you thought you were. A storm could come out of nowhere on a hot humid day like today.

Yet it was up to us if wanted to wear one when the boats weren’t moving well except for anyone under the age of 13 it was mandatory. Dillon and I only wore one when we were water skiing. I soon understood why the trunks were important as I fell off and skidded in the water. It hurt like hell. Nearly taking my trunks with me and was more than glad I wore both.

We all took turns while my brothers swam staying close to the boats and out of the way from our speed boat. I loved driving it, finding it twice as fun as Dads boat even at lower speeds until I got to the point I could control it without any help. I was also glad there was no room on the speed boat for us to do anything, but sit or kiss multiple girls. That was all I really wanted.

Not that they didn’t try to do more, but having trunks made it harder for them to stimulate Dillon and me, but a promise was a promise, after all, they were promised two for the price of one. Dad and Mr. Rockwater left us with the two girls that had been waiting in line. Knowing that my three mermaids would want us for themselves later on, and had planned another candlelight dinner at 5 pm sharp or they would come out to get us and make the girls and us come in.

You could say they are quite possessive when it comes to their yummy little spider and Dillon known as Bobcat. I don’t know how he got his name, but I could guess as he devoured each of our girls like a big piece of meat. I got mine because of what I could do with my fingers and toes. I gave them one warning no sex or we were throwing them overboard, everything else was fair game, including turning Dillon and me into an ice cream sundae. He tasted really good as we shared ourselves with each other and did likewise with each of the girls.

If it wasn’t for my watch going on the fritz we would stayed longer. It was Dillon that noticed the lights flashing, I didn’t know how long it had, but I told him to floor it back to the mainland. He knew why I wore it; even out here there was a remote chance I could be in trouble. Just not the trouble everyone thinks about like my parents, considering both were more than 1,000 miles away. Only Dillon and my foster parents knew about my watch. Everyone else was on a need to know bases.

I gave the excuses to the girls that it regulated my heart and blood pressure that when it blinks like it was now that I needed my pills before I went into a coma. I faked I was fainting and having the girls strap me in. I could act as if I was dieing if I needed to. Even milk it saying I needed mouth to mouth to help me breathe, I knew it was a little too much, but the girls simply didn’t mind it, nor I.

Dillon beached the boat as I ran into the house shouting for Mom and Dad. Only finding Dad going over maps, I took deep gasping breaths and pointed to my watch. I never saw him move so fast cutting it off my wrist and beating it with a hammer because it wouldn’t reset. I told Dad I was dieing to the girls that only Dillon knows. Dad grinned and picked me up in his arms telling Dillon to get in the truck to help take me to the hospital. Dillon wasted no time closing the door and hoped in leaving our dates behind thinking I needed a doctor badly.

Mom passed us and backed up as Dad told her my watch malfunctioned. Told her the boys were upstairs taking a bath. The fact Dillon and I were still covered in ice cream and chocolate never dawned on Mom and Dad. Well, maybe Mom swiping a nice long row of it on my face and tasted it. Dad peeled out having Mom stand back most likely coughing from our dust.

Dad made the truck stop on a dime as we skidded a few inches and dashed in the store where the only pay phone was, grabbing the number of my watch and the number of the monitoring place. Watching the local Sheriff go right passed us then skidded to a stop seeing Dads truck parked illegally at the side almost in the middle of the road. Dad was on the phone canceling the alert. When the Sheriff came in asking me if I was hurt, I said, “maybe my pride.” Which he was clueless as we waited for someone on the other side too send the all clear sign; then Dad yelled when they hadn’t or heard of my distress, because the main phone and power lines were still down.

The only rescue was two deputies and a Sheriff, apparently being a least 300 miles to the biggest town would take a while before anyone could save me, and that’s if the lines were all up and working. While Dad was on the phone I explained that it malfunctioned when I went water-skiing. I guess it didn’t like being bumped like that or been made for that possibility.

Dad quickly hung up the phone and apologized to the customers, that it was emergency or a whole swat team would be here in a matter of moments looking for me because of my watched malfunction, stepping on it several times. To emphasize that he hated it, it as much as I did. Nobody really cared all they wanted was a picture of me and a kiss from the girls and the mothers for being the town hero.

Dad told me my new one would be waiting for me at our next destination on our way home. I didn’t ask why were stopping I simply knew it had something to do with Shawn and that ugly brown robe. Dad bought himself a large ice cream cone considering we had ours, taking a gander at us from top to bottom covered in lipstick, ice cream, and chocolate sauce. Even our crotches were still covered in it.

It made the pictures look even better I had to admit, seeing several of them it made us look like we bathed in mud. And several colors of lipstick besides the ones the girls gave us on the boat. Dad calmly drove us back to the cabin and orders the two of us to take a bath. Dillon asked if he wanted to come along, Dad declined the offer because he had plenty to do cleaning up from the Mom’s social hour and plenty of dishes to do because of that and the birthday party.

Mom walked in on us and quickly left leaving fresh towels and our robes reminding us we had a date with my three mermaids handing us each a bottle of peppermint that the girls wanted us to wear. The fact that Dillon was stimulating me orally didn’t faze her, just kissed us both on the head as if it was perfectly normal. I know most parents would be freaking out, but not Mom and Dad or Dillon’s parents they wanted us to do it and didn’t care where we did it as long as we did so. We could have done right there on the couch or kitchen table and wouldn’t matter to them.

When we were done we put on our robes leaving them open and brushed our teeth. Padded down the stairs and sat on the couch waiting for the time to go by, not wanting to be too early knowing girls hate that. I swore I had barely closed my eyes when Jared and Jason saw us asking if this was a good time to show us their affection. Dad was busy with my baby brother on the other coach and had been when we came down the stairs. Dillon shrugged his shoulders opened his robe fully. The fact we had just stimulated ourselves an hour ago did seem to matter to my brothers. Dad was no help letting my baby brother have his way with him. Mom was too busy putting the dishes away and fixing supper.

Dillon suggests my room after we tried to accommodate them both on the coach with us, but the only way was to have them both lay on either side as we sat in the middle. After several minutes of that not working we each picked up a brother and carried them up the stairs having my baby brother jump off Dad leaving him un-stimulated fully as he ran after us.

I told Dad he could join us and most likely be the only chance he would get today unless he wanted to bring everyone to our dates. I could see the wheels turning in his head, but Mom told him not to move that she wanted him all to herself before dinner, sending us all upstairs to my room. I groaned inwardly knowing that she left me no choice again and I was once more breaking my rule of not having either of them present.

Dillon took it in stride thou, having them each lay on the bed so we could give them each a full body massage giving us time to regenerate, While Mom came in and gave us our milkshakes and reminding me to take my pills when I come home. Dillon said his mother makes him take his, but not as often as Mom makes me. Knowing most of them are vitamins to keep me healthy and strong. Well one of them was to help relax me enough to sleep. Not that I really needed them at the moment with only getting 3 to 4 hours of sleep if I am lucky. I was more of afraid if my penis would fall off from all the extra uses it was getting since I had been here.

After we had finished with my brothers we had time enough for a quick shower and brush our teeth and replace any of the peppermints that had been licked off us. There was no time for a nap or a quick one on one with each other, having us dash down the stairs only to run back up them to place my glasses in my room. Man, I was tired, and this was supposed to be a vacation.