Day 1: A Most Unusual E-Mail.
Danny Richards turned on his laptop and opened up Outlook. The 22-year-old was supposed to be working on finishing up community college; but so far his level of accomplishment was poor. He just couldn't focus on his studies.
It was embarrassing, but he had forgotten to even look at his e-mail to check class messages for several days. Danny seldom used e-mail. Now he was finally getting to what he should have taken care of a week ago.
Danny started reviewing the e-mails, seeing all the things he missed. So far nothing catastrophic.
Then he saw it. An e-mail that came in the day before from someone named "Steve Logan." The subject line said this:
"Sex With Your Family: Martha, Linda, Jeff and Bob"
The message was immediately visible in the preview pane:
"Hi Danny. Would you like to have sex with your family? Your mother Martha, sister Linda, brother Jeff and father Bob? We know you'd love it, it's the ultimate pleasure! Let's talk about it! Please respond. Steve Logan (the Logan family.)"
How fucking bizarre, Danny thought.
He didn't know any "Steve Logan." Or any "Logan" at all. The sender was a typical e-mail address, steve.logan@gmail.com.
What the hell was this?
Was this a prank from a friend? He didn't really think so. Anyway, it wasn't a very funny one.
Like everyone else, Danny had deleted thousands of junk e-mails. He was going to delete this one. But the weird thing was, this e-mail had the right names. It had his name. It had his 18 year old brother Jeff's name (who had just graduated from high school.) His 20 year old sister's name (who also lived at home, another perennial student.) And his mom and dad's correct names. Was this some sort of bot? Kind of sophisticated one to have everyone's correct name and relationship to him. And why would a bot talk about "sex with your family." Made no sense.
It had to be a real person, and a pretty weird one. He should just delete it.
But he didn't. Instead the idea formed in his head to send one word. He didn't really know why, but he clicked on "Reply" and instantly typed it.
"Weirdo."
Then without really thinking further, he pressed. "Send." Then deleted the e-mail.
And almost immediately forgot about it. In the meantime a more pressing e-mail had just arrived. He was late on some classwork.
He was still working on it a half-hour later when he saw a new e-mail arrive. He shifted over to Outlook.
It was from Steve Logan.
The same bizarre subject heading, just with a "Re" attached. "Steve" had replied to him.
"Danny, thanks for getting back to me. Yes, I know it's 'weird" what I sent to you.
But what if I were to tell you that there are families all over your neighborhood who are having sex with each other?
Maybe even some you know?
Like mine?
We can show you how. It's fucking incredible.
I sent you the email for a reason. I think you know why. You were selected. You responded, after all. I think you want to know more.
There is someone who wants to talk to you. My sister Sara. She's in her 20s. She has something VERY interesting to show to you......
Respond, and I will have her call you tomorrow,
Steve."
A slight tremor ran up Danny's hand, holding tightly to the mouse.
What the fuck was this?
Just like so many young men out there, Danny was alone, frustrated and horny. He had barely touched a girl in months. In reality, he had barely touched one at all. A few clumsy fumblings in the car late at night. A joke, really. Just like the rest of his loser, boring life.
It didn't help that he wasn't conventionally attractive. Five foot eleven inches. Mousy brown hair. Not fat, but not thin either, and definitely not fit. Average face, weak chin; average body; average everything.
And then there was his favorite habit -- porn watching and masturbating. It was a habit he just couldn't break. Sometimes Danny's cock would stay stiff and throbbing for hours on end. He tried "No Fap," trying to increase his confidence and stop "sapping his energy." It didn't help. After a week his mind was gurgling in lust, cock racing up and down in his pants, leaking precum constantly, so much so that a wet spot would appear on the front of his pants. After two weeks he felt like he could fuck anyone, anything. Images of tits and pussies raced across his mind, remembered from years of porn watching. And cocks too, cocks blasting cum all over everything -- another one of his favorite things to watch in porn. The furies of sexually perverted thoughts would only stop once he finally took matters into his own hands. He was an expert at manipulating his cock into superb orgasms, edging up to the point of ecstasy, then down, then up again, sometimes for hours on end.
He loved to watch himself jack off in front of a large mirror positioned at the foot of his bed, loved watching his body twerk and twist obscenely in ecstasy; loved staring at the beauty of his jerking, jumping penis, which would control his entire mind over the length of those long sessions. Danny absolutely adored his cock; yes, it was only 6 inches at most, but it was nicely shaped with a fat, round head that juicily throbbed whenever he reached the threshold of orgasm; a nice thatch of pubic hair, and legs not too furry but not hairless either. He adored his hairy, full balls, the left hanging slightly more than the right, which were only lightly connected to his body and jumped to-and-fro as he stroked his member. He loved to bend over and examine every detail of his tight, young ass, lightly covered in whorls of black hair, it flexed obscenely when he thrust forward his cock, ass cheeks dimpling nastily! Yes, he loved the whole nether part of his body. If only someone else would appreciate it!
At the end of those frequent multi-hour sessions (because Danny had little else to do), his whole body would glow with a sweaty, almost pink radiance; his face would consist of a mask of pure ecstasy, his mouth bunched into a small red "O", his tongue whispering perversities beyond description. On the (very) few days when he was alone in the house, his grunts, groans and even shouts and screams of pleasure would echo throughout his room, easily audible through the paper-thin walls. That was the problem -- he was forced to stifle his lustful noises during the majority of times his family was in the house.
And then there was the juice -- the precum that flowed so copiously from the marvelous member. After several hours his entire penis was slick, wet and slippery with precum, it soaked his pubic hair and lubricated his balls, pooling in the sheets of his bed. He doubted many other people had such a gigantic flow!
Then would come the best part. The explosion he had long been working up to. Danny had always been a heavy cummer. At climax, Danny's whole body would stiffen, his cock flex and tortion, and then blast upon blast of gooey, white spunk would erupt from the tip of the red head, always ten and sometimes even 15 large shots. Covering his belly, chest and sometimes even face with warm, viscous cum. Shots would sometimes land in his mouth, and in the insanity of orgasm he would eagerly suck down his own sperm.
Sometimes he thought the only thing special about him was his ability to cum, and cum hard. Not that anyone ever saw it.
But that was the extent of his sexual life. His hand, and a video screen. It was terrible.
He looked again at Steve's e-mail. A sister in her 20s.
Danny was horny again. He was at the end of another week of "No Fap." He was again at a peak level of perverse desire.
Sister in her 20s. And this insane talk of "sex with your family." Weird thoughts started to intrude on Danny's brain... he thrust them aside, though.
But a 20-something sister? He could think of that.
He sent an e-mail back.
"What is your sister like?"
Steve did not respond that night. Danny guessed it was all a big fake after all....
But the events of the day had made their mark, and Danny simply couldn't help himself. Before dinner that night he had to "relieve" himself. He had sworn off porn in the last month, but the weird e-mail exchange was banging in his mind, and he broke down and accessed his go-to site, Pornhub. He started watching the usual ("teen slut" videos), but suddenly a brain wave hit him. He searched for "sister."
Lots of hot videos came up. Nothing that different than usual, though. He started to go to his favorites, then remembered another word from the events of the day. He did a search for "family."
Up came some stuff he had seen before. It wasn't the first time he'd looked at "incest" porn. His previous conception was that it was a little silly. And he had the same feeling now too. And yet... there was a video about a mature "mom" fucking her two "stepsons." And a pretty hot one where a "stepmom" was fucking "son" and "husband."
This was suddenly getting a little more interesting to him.
Down the rabbit hole a little more, a few more "father" and "son" fucking "mom" videos came up. One especially was good, "Sophie Marie Fucked by Stepson and Husband in 3way," a "son" definitely in his 20s, and a "dad" and "mom" definitely in their 40s or older. "Mom's" pussy was very appealing, loose brown lips clamping down hard on the "son's" big boner, while she slurped on "daddy's" cock. And more than that... Danny suddenly realized he felt really turned on by the "Dad's" dick too; it was large, thick and veiny. Then "son" fucked "mom" reverse cowboy style, and "dad" bent down and began to lick at mommy's pussy, only centimeters from his boy's pistoning tool. Very close to gay!! And more scenes where mom sucked her son's dick only inches from her husband's face....He clicked on more "Sophie Marie" videos. That lady was hot! She fucked two "stepsons," their balls rubbing against each other as they throbbed in and out of her pussy and ass...
Danny was really getting horny now. This stuff had gotten under his skin and into his brain.... He had to admit he liked it.
Whispering so as not to alert his family, he started grunting our his lustful thoughts. "Yeah... mommy fuck daddy's big cock... fuck that hot hard cock.... Fuck mommy's wet hot pussy... mommy... daddy.... cock.... pussy.... FUCK!!!!" The corrupt, perverted thoughts and feelings got too intense, too fast. The last groaning word was loud -- too loud. Blast after blast of warm wet cum erupted from his cock; a giant first shot arced up and hit Danny right in the face, landing in his half-opened mouth; the other 7 big spurts coated his right check, neck, upper chest, and filled his belly to capacity, tricking down his sides, onto the bed.
Suddenly a knock at the door. His mother's voice. "Are you OK in there?" If Martha had opened it,she would have seen her eldest son sprawled out spread eagled, soaked from the midquarters up in his own slimy, sticky goo.
"Yeah, yeah, mom, I'm fine" Danny barked out.
