Frank Gavin - Animal farm

Rod heard somebody scrambling around in the hay and raised his head to take a look. It was Max, his face white and looking as if he might be sick enough to vomit at any moment, pulling back and crawling toward the ladder they'd climbed up such a short time before.

Sensing what had upset Max, Rod decided that he'd better go along and see if he could be of any help. He crawled back and whispered that he was going to follow Max. Betty said that she'd go, too.

Rod didn't try to catch Max. He just followed and didn't say a thing even when Max got back to where everybody had waited before and threw himself on the ground. Rod wasn't surprised to find that all the others had followed him, also.

After a few moments Max sat up and looked around at the circle of faces. "That was my mother with Blackie's cock in her cunt! I didn't even know that my parents swapped!"

"That's nothing to worry about," Peggy said. "Hell, I just recently found out about my folks being swappers, and my mother was being pronged by one of the bulls!"

"I guess I might as well get it out in the open and tell you that my parents are there in the barn," Steve said. "I had no idea that they swapped. My mother was blowing some guy I've never seen before, and my father was fucking some woman I'd like to prong!"

"I think I've suspected all along that my folks were swappers," Julie said. "I was really surprised to see them there in the barn, though."

"My parents aren't in there," Carl said. "I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out that they're swappers, though. I've seen quite a few of the people fucking in the barn at our house at various times."

"I saw my mother and father in there," Marge said. "I was shocked speechless, really, and I can hardly believe it now. There's one thing sure! They'd better not raise hell with me for having sex!"

There was a short silence, then Rod said, "We've heard from everybody except you, Kathy."

The stacked and sexy redhead laughed. "My parents don't travel in the same circles with those people in there – your folks. I'm beginning to wish they did, though. They're so square it's sad. I doubt if they fuck more than once a month – and if they knew about me they'd try to have me put in a reform school. If they knew what was going on in the barn they'd want to have them all arrested and tossed into the pokey!"

"There's one damned sure thing," Peggy said after another short silence. "I even hate the word blackmail, but none of those adults could really do much if we were all to just go barging in and join them. Personally, I've always had a desire to be pronged by my father and I'm not conceited enough to think that I'm unique! How about you, Betty? You've already been sexing it up with your brother – wouldn't you like to make it with your father?"

"I'll admit that I've had some wild thoughts on the subject," Betty said. "I don't think it's be any easier for me to go barging in just because I've had sex with my brother, though."

"We wouldn't really have to have anything to do with our own parents," Rod said, afraid that there'd be objections and some of the kids would leave. There was power in number and if all nine of them walked in on the swappers everything might work out better. "There must be at least ten couples in there, not to mention the four animals, and – well, I'll kind of lead the way and do the talking if everybody here will go along."

"I'll go," Steve said. "My father shouldn't give a damn as long as I don't touch my mother. Hell, he's so horny he'd probably jump on one of you girls on sight!"

"I'm willing," Kathy said. She laughed. "I have nothing to lose and everything to gain!"

"The same goes for me," Carl said. "Just so none of you people go chicken-shit if I fuck somebody's mother!"

"I'm game for anything," Julie said.

"I guess I am, too," Marge said. "And I'll be honest and say that I've had some way-out dreams having to do with my handsome father!"

Julie laughed. "I guess I'd better be honest and admit the same thing!"

Rod waited for a few seconds and the said, "We've heard from everybody except you, Max."

"You might as well come along, Max," Steve said. "You don't want to be left out here by your lonesome, do you?"

Max got to his feet. "If my parents can swap around, and my mother can take on an animal, they shouldn't object to anything I do. Hell, I might even try some of this incest stuff myself!"

"Now you're talking!" Peggy exclaimed.

Betty said, "Now that we've all agreed, how are we going to go about it, Rod?"

"We'll start by taking our clothes off right here," Rod said, a little sorry that he'd volunteered to lead the way and be the spokesman. It was a very important step they were all taking and he kind of hated to take the responsibility of being the leader.

They all wanted to join the married swappers, though, and if he didn't follow through with his big talk they'd all laugh at him.

It didn't take long for them to strip themselves. There wasn't any talk or laughing and Rod knew that they were all about as nervous as he was. There was any ass-grabbing or touching of any kind. His own cock was hanging limply and there was enough light for him to see that the same was true of the other three pricks. He almost laughed. It'd be a big joke on them if they weren't able to perform! That was where the females had the advantage. All they had to do was be there…

"I guess we're ready to go, Rod."

Betty had broken the long silence. She was a little worried, afraid that Rod was going to ask somebody else to lead the way.

Rod chuckled and it wasn't a nervous sound to Betty. He turned toward the barn and took off at a fairly fast walk. Betty caught up and walked by his side. The others followed, a short distance behind, and Betty grabbed her brother's hand.

"I'm proud of you, Rod. Don't take any shit from anybody. If Dad and Mom raise hell and make threats give then threats right back."

Rod squeezed Betty's hand. "All of a sudden I feel very calm. I owe a lot to you, Betty. Not only for the fun we've had for the last year or so, but also for you kind of pushing me – making me get over being so backward and bashful."

"That's what sisters are for," Betty said. "Among other things!"

They were almost to the door of the barn that opened onto the expanse of grass that sloped down to the creek. Betty suddenly almost lost her nerve. She and Rod were making a very important move. A move that could possibly ruin everything for them – and for their parents. If their mother and father couldn't adjust to the turn of events everything would really be fucked up.

"Everybody has had a little more time to think things over," Rod said. "If anybody wants out, now's the last chance."

He'd stopped a few feet from the door and turned. Betty had stopped and turned with him. The other youngster had come to a halt a few feet away. Betty started to suggest that they wait until some of the swappers came out to go to the creek. But the might do all their cleaning and washing inside – and she wanted Rod to handle everything.

After a long silence, Rod said, "I take it that nobody wants to haul ass. Okay, I have one other thing to suggest before we go in. I'd like to at least have a hard-on when we make our grand entrance and maybe you other fellows feel the same way. It might also help you girls to get turned on for this important event if you sucked some cock."

If Rod hadn't talked fast he wouldn't have finished before the girls dropped to their knees.

Betty got down before Rod and his limber cock, and Peggy kneeled before Steve and his soft prick: Julie got down and started licking Carl's limp cock, and Marge dropped down and began getting Max's prick hard with her tongue and mouth. That didn't really leave Kathy out of things. She got down and walked on her knees and fondled any male or female flesh she could reach while tonguing the male assholes, each in turn.