This will make more sense if you read the earlier parts. Don't worry, they're fun, action packed, and build the tension. Read them first! Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.
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The bus dropped off the twins at the end of their long driveway. They talked about classes and friends as they walked back to their new house. Once home, Brittney went off to the main living room to do some homework. There was a couch in there and Brittney liked to imagine a roaring fire in the fireplace, which was a cozy thought. Daniel said goodbye to his sister and hunted for his parents. This proved difficult as the mansion was quite expansive.
Eventually he found them in the west tower room, creating their punch list.
"Floorboards are loose here." George stroked his graying, blond beard as he surveyed the enormous, circular room. The windows looked out in all directions. He could see the east tower. It looked like Brittney was home as he caught a glimpse of a woman's shape moving about her room. "Some of the sills and jambs show rot. Not too bad."
"Got it." Julie scribbled down on her pad of paper. "What about electrical?"
"Hey, Mom and Dad. I'm home." Daniel walked up the creaking stairway and entered the vacant tower room. He was huffing and puffing from walking all around the mansion. Daniel stopped, bent over, and put his hands on his thighs. The uncomfortable bulk of his dick made the circuit of the house even harder. His briefs weren't supportive enough and he now walked with an odd gait.
"Hey, pal. How was school?" George turned to look at his son.
"Good." Daniel looked up at his parents. They were in their dusty construction clothes.
"I see your sister's up in her tower already." George pointed out the window at the other turret.
"No, I think she's in the main living room doing homework." Daniel turned his gaze in the direction his father pointed, but didn't see anyone. "Maybe it was Penelope?"
"They went home this morning." Julie tucked her pad of paper under her arm.
"Well it wasn't Brittney." He wondered if it was Eloise, but after he'd lost his virginity last night, Daniel didn't want to talk about her with his parents.
"Well, I hate to argue --" George squinted over at the other tower.
"Then don't." Julie slapped George on the back and a cloud of dust rose in the air. She smiled at him and then at her son. Even in her ragged work clothes, Julie was a beauty. "Tell us something that happened today at school."
"Well ..." Daniel straightened and sighed. He'd finally caught his breath. "I think I need new underwear. I was really uncomfortable. Especially during PE."
"That's a problem we can solve." Julie handed George the punch list. "I'm going to help Daniel find some new underwear online." She walked toward her son, the loose floorboards squeaking a protest under her sneakers. Her brown ponytail swished back and forth behind her head.
"I could really use your help, Jules." George did need her help. It was a lot of house to cover.
"You'll be fine without me, honey." She took Daniel's warm hand in hers and led him back down the stairs. "It's not like Danny's going to steal me away, George," she called over her shoulder. Julie laughed at that. It was an easy, friendly sound, like the ringing of merry church bells.
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"This isn't easy." Julie scrolled the page on her laptop. "I mean, if we get the XXL, it'll just hang off your butt. You're still skinny everywhere but that one place."
"Over there, Mom." Daniel pointed at the screen and she stopped scrolling. "That iron strength micro boxer. It says it's made for men with big packages."
"It does, thank goodness." Julie clicked on the link and adjusted her reading glasses. "Good for up to seven inches when soft," she read. "How big is your thing, Danny?"
"I don't know." Daniel was suddenly aware that his shoulder was resting against his mom's shoulder as their chairs were side by side. The touch was almost electric. He leaned away from her a little.
"Come on. I know all men measure it. Especially teenagers. You must have measured it." She turned to look at him and tried to offer a reassuring smile like this was all perfectly normal, even though they both knew it was not.
"I didn't measure it." Daniel inhaled. Julie's breath was sweet and her lips looked so plump and inviting. He'd kissed a few girls in his day, but none as womanly as his mother. Not even close. He looked up into her warm brown eyes, magnified by her glasses. "Let's just get this one. I bet medium will fit."
"Nonsense, I'll get your father down here and he can show you how to measure it." Julie took off her glasses, stood, and walked toward the door.
"No, Mom. I'd die if I had to show it to him again." Daniel steepled his hands in prayer. "Can you just do it, please?"
Julie stopped and looked back at him. He looked so sincere. "Fine. I'll go get the measuring tape in the kitchen. I'll be back in a minute."
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Brittney worked her way through her calculus. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, her phone playing white noise to help her concentrate. The cavernous room felt almost cozy.
"That math looks hard," an unfamiliar voice said. "I always tried to study in this room too. The fire always made it so snug and comfy."
Surprised, Brittney looked up to see a boy roughly her age leaning against the great timber mantel. Even more surprising, a fire now roared in the fireplace. The white noise on her phone shifted to the crackling and popping of a blazing fire. Brittney felt the room swim around her. Were those animal heads on the wall? But like in all dreams, she accepted the fantastical as mundane. The boy had short red hair, freckles, and looked like he'd been dressed by Huckleberry Finn. "I'm sorry, who are you now?"
"I'm Tom. And you are Miss ...?" Thomas bowed and raised his eyebrows, clearly looking for her name.
"I'm Brittney." She giggled. He had such strange affectations. "How old are you Tom?" Brittney put her homework down on the coffee table and brushed her long brown hair behind her shoulders.
