Homelands Pt. 05 Ch. 06

Gabriela reached down and played with her swollen clitoris. Meanwhile, her son anchored himself with one hand on her shoulder and used the other to fondle one of her heavy breasts. She loved when he played with them. They were her best assets. They symbolized her ability to provide sustenance, to nourish a new life. Marked her as a woman, and a mother. The more attention they received, the more she felt validated.

"Keep going, baby," she panted. "Fuck Mommy good."

Eric grunted something like a response and picked up the pace. His balls slapped furiously against her crotch. She almost wondered how that wasn't painful for him, but she wasn't about to complain. The sweet friction he generated as his fat tool slid in and out of her love canal was quickly wearing her down. She was melting, her bones losing their ability to hold her upright and her juices pouring onto her son's shaft. Any moment now, she would pop.

They should cum together, she decided.

As lost as she was in ecstasy, it wasn't easy to do so, but she managed to exert enough control to make her insides spasm around his cock at just the right pace. Her rhythm formed the perfect complement to his. Just as he slid home, she'd grip him tight, release, then grip him again and hold for a second or two. Then Eric would pull back out, and she'd relax until he penetrated her again.

Meanwhile, she poured energy into his Libido, stoking the flames of his desire for her. Every little sensation he felt would be just a little more intense.

"Oh, fuck," he grunted.

His thrusts slowed down as he presumably sought to delay his orgasm.

That was her cue to push even harder. It wasn't going to take but a few more solid thrusts for her to finish herself. No sense holding back.

"Yes, yes, yes, YES!" Gabriela shouted.

Just as her climax hit, her son's warm cum sprayed the insides of her womb. The feel of his potent spunk heightened her orgasm, as she allowed herself to imagine what it might be like to accept his gift. To conceive her son's son.

The two of them would make such beautiful children together. Strong and tall. Taller than the children Hank had given her. Their skin would be bronze and their hair platinum blonde and their eyes breathtaking blue. She had but to open herself up, allow the energy in her Libido to combine with the life force contained in her son's sperm.

With a sigh, she collapsed atop the glass table.

It was such a nice fantasy. But a fantasy it must remain.

"You're a goddess," her son whispered as he slipped out. Then Eric bent down and left a trail of kisses down her back. He gave her ass a playful tap before he stood back up.

If only she truly were a goddess. Then Gabriela could do as she pleased. Even if that meant giving birth to her son's child, the way she was meant to do.

For a moment, she considered adding that to the list of requests she'd make of Hank. But she thought better of it. She might still have something of a collegial relationship with her former husband, but no king could grant such a request, be he a dear friend or a brutal tyrant. That was simply a line that they were not allowed to cross. Her parents had drilled that into her ever since they'd first initiated her.

Gabriela wiped a lock of sweat-dampened hair form her face then turned to face her son. She pressed a hand against his strong, hard abs. "When I'm with you, I feel like I am." With a smile, she added, "And you're my god."

Eric smiled at her and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

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When one Eric became two Erics, Patty's jaw went slack. Her initial reaction wasn't even dirty. She was just impressed, perhaps even a bit stunned, by the revelation that her brother had the power to do that.

She'd seen it done before, of course. But not by anyone as young and inexperienced as Eric. In fact, the only guy she could remember ever seeing do that was Uncle Wes.

That realization made her sad. She pushed it away as quickly as she could.

Though her uncle certainly deserved to be mourned, in due time, she deserved this first.

The naughtier implications of her brother's talent soon became quite apparent. Especially after Nick followed Eric's lead and split himself in two as well. That had Patty feeling flushed and dizzy and short of breath.

Suddenly, the problem of there being too few men in the family didn't seem so bad. Veronica could have Nick all to herself, her mother could have Eric, and there'd still be not one but two gorgeous hunks for Patty to play with.

If only they'd learned how to do that a year or so ago.

Patty laughed nervously as Eric pulled her up from her chair and Nick pressed up against her back, gently fondling her ass with one hand while cupping a breast with the other. Meanwhile, Eric took hold of her other breast and freed it from her bikini top.

There were just so many hands!

How had she never had two guys at once before? If Patty were empress of the universe, every girl would experience that particular delight at least once before she died.

That both of her young studs happened to be brothers of hers only made it that much better. These were not guys who saw her as a fuck toy, an object to be used and discarded. They loved her. At least, in some sense. One had effectively waged war on the throne in a misguided attempt to rescue her, and the other had sought to kidnap the king's sons, sacrificing his legs in the process, before traveling to the ends of the universe to find her.

There was certainly a enough lust directed towards just then to get her plenty wet. But if she was just some random piece of meat to them, it would have been completely different. Horny as she was, and as desperate to get off the emotional roller-coaster she'd been riding since they'd arrived in Summer, Patty probably still have gone along with it. But the fact that she wasn't, that there was genuine affection backing up that lust, made her feel safe and warm and beautiful.

As Eric tweaked an increasingly stiff nipple, Nick dropped to his haunches and pulled Patty's bikini bottom off with his teeth. Then he set about gently biting, kissing, and fondling her ass before spreading her cheeks wide apart and tongue-fucking her brown bud.

Analingus had once struck Patty as weird and gross and perverted. Something that people only did in porn. But there were a lot of nerve endings back there, and, if she was in the right mood, it was almost as good as having her pussy eaten. Maybe even better, if her partner really knew what he was doing.

Which Nick did.

For the most part, Patty had found that women were better at oral sex than men. To most guys, sex and penetration were synonymous. Most of them understood that their fingers and tongues had their uses too, but they generally saw such uses as lesser in importance. Good for "mere" foreplay and nothing else.

In that, as in so many other things, Nick was not like other guys. Mom-Jay had trained him well. That boy could work wonders with his tongue. She suspected he could get a statue to cum, and do it inside of three minutes flat. Heck, it wouldn't even surprise Patty if her brother could use his tongue to cure cancer.

The expert service Nick was providing alone might have been enough to overwhelm her. That she was supposed to withstand that at the same time that Eric worshiped her modest little breasts was almost cruel. That was more pleasure than one woman could take.

Or so she'd thought at the time. Her understanding of how much pleasure she could endure was to be put to the test again and again that afternoon. But, just at the moment, she shuddered through as much oral onslaught as she could before pleading with her magnificent brothers to have mercy on her.

After Nick conjured up a cushion for her, Patty got down on all fours. Her one brother continued tossing her salad while the other knelt before her and offered her his gorgeous cock. She took it in both hands and set to work, doing her best to prove that was no less talented at pleasuring men than Nick was at pleasing women.

She doubted very much that she succeeded in that regard, of course. But Eric still seemed to appreciate her efforts.

He moaned louder than he usually did, gasped for air a few times, and his knees buckled periodically. The hand cupping the back of her head helped her figure out when he wanted her to take him deep in her throat and when he wanted her to focus all her effort on his sensitive head. She was surprised by how readily she opened her mouth wide enough to fit his python inside, how comfortable she was deep-throating his monster. Her brother wasn't too terribly long, thankfully, but few men had such girth. A mortal woman, one who couldn't unhinge her jaw like a snake, one whose muscles were prone to cramping up, couldn't have done what she did.

By the time Eric busted his nut, Nick had already gotten her off twice. Without yet touching her pussy. Her whole body was warm and tingly. She hard even noticed that her brother's seed had filled her mouth to overflowing. When he pulled out and jerked a few more sticky ropes onto her face and into her hair, she giggled. Part of her found it demeaning, and having her one eye plastered shut by his spunk was a bit awkward, but the euphoric state Nick had put her in left her willing to just go with the flow.

Besides, some part of her, a part she didn't want to admit existed, thought it kind of hot. She imagined what her face must look like covered in her brother's cum, and the dirty feeling excited her. It was a testament to her talent with fellatio and her overall desirability that she could make Eric ejaculate so much. All her life, she'd thought of herself as the type of girl guys liked to tease, but not the kind they fantasized about. The other girls had certainly done nothing to disabuse her of that notion. If they could see her now, with one guy licking her browneye and another painting her face white, they'd die of shock.

Patty scooped up a few globs of Eric's jizz and licked them off her finger before willing the rest of his gunk away. Then she instructed Eric and Nick to trade places.

Eric was far more talented than she remembered. And surprisingly delicate. He didn't quit make Patty melt faster than an ice cube in a volcano, the way Nick did, but he had learned more a few tricks. And his repertoire of tricks had rounded out nicely. He was no longer all intensity, all the time.

Meanwhile, she'd found Nick's sweet spot and was exploiting it ruthlessly. He was a little longer than Eric, but not quite as thick. Except, of course, for his bulbous head. Getting that thing inside her mouth took some effort, and it felt funny sliding down her throat. But Patty had never wanted to please a man as badly as she did Nick at that moment. After things had crashed and burned with Kurt, and after seeing how happy he and Veronica made each other, Patty was determined to prove to her brother, and to herself, that she could make him hers if she so chose. She wouldn't do that to Veronica, of course, but she need to know that she could. And every drop of cum that he poured down her throat or shot onto her face or tits suggested that she did indeed have what it would take to get her brother to crave her every bit as intensely as he did Veronica.

From there, she took turns with them. She had every intention of working her way up to having both of them fuck her at the same time, but she wanted to take her time to get reacquainted with each of them individually first.

Eric was still incredibly intense. He'd mastered a more diverse range of techniques than she recalled, but it was the powerful, passionate, confident, and aggressive man she remembered that she wanted most of all, and he was happy to provide it. At times, Patty wasn't sure her poor little kitten could handle the punishment her brother was dishing out. It was like she was a slab of concrete being pulverized by his jackhammer of a cock. Or a tree trunk being sawed through by a lumberjack. Her lower body was on fire, both from that and the harsh slaps he was raining on her butt cheeks.

But it felt too damn good for her to ask him to stop.

A guy who could fill her up like that, could make her feel so desired, would have been a great lay even if he was bald, fat and ugly. And, of course, Eric was none of those things. He was shamefully, painfully, egregiously gorgeous. The kind of gorgeous that made her stop talking to girls she'd once been friends with, after they started turning every single conversation into another attempt to get Patty to promise to put in a good word for them with her brother. He had the perfect body to go with that perfect face too. A slender waist, if not so narrow as to make him seem effeminate, a barrel chest, broad, meaty shoulders, and biceps like bowling balls. His legs were long and powerful, his abdominals like a miniature mountain range. His ass was every woman's idea of perfect and his calves were like baseballs. His skin was smooth and bronzed and his muscles perfectly toned.

Best of all, he'd either become a better lover or really had missed Patty. Whatever the reason, he looked her in the eye as he never had before. The hunger she found there made her heart flutter. Especially because she knew that Eric didn't know what it meant to humor a girl. He'd never once in a life made a girl he didn't care for feel special. Her brother was not known for flattery. When he used women for playthings, he made it clear that he was doing just that. There'd never been a shortage of women willing to debase themselves for him, after all. When he stared at her like that, ran his hands through her hair and whispered sweet nothings in her ear, she knew it was genuine.

In the end, Eric made Patty cum so hard she thought she might bite her tongue off.

Then Nick set about seducing her, and it was like being treated to the most decadent desert after savoring a perfectly spiced entree. Her brother made love, slowly and tenderly, to every part of her body. He used his mouth and his fingers as well as his eyes.

Patty had never realized how much she liked brown eyes.

In a sense, they were dreadfully common. But everyone in her family had blue eyes. And so did just about everyone in the Eternal Garden. When her brothers dark orbs met hers, his gaze unwavering, she felt weak and powerless. In all the right ways.

Those eyes were inscrutable.

Yes, inscrutable.

For the first time, Patty realized exactly why she'd never quite fallen for Nick as hard as Veronica had, and it wasn't that he was too nerdy or that he made her feel insecure about her own intellectual capacity. Though he was amazing in a lot of ways, and she definitely did have strong feelings for him, he lacked the one thing she'd found so appealing about Kurt. Something that even Eric possessed in greater abundance.

Sincerity.

Nick lavished praise on her, the same way he did most every woman. He wasn't a serial flirt any more than Eric was. In fact, he'd always been pretty shy around girls. But since they'd been initiated into the ways of their people, Nick had, at one time or another, made Patty and Veronica and Jennifer and even Gabriela feel like the only woman alive. It was intoxicating, but some part of Patty had always known that she couldn't take it too seriously.

He was an incredibly talented lover, though. Even once she realized that everything she felt with him was at least partly an illusion, Patty couldn't keep herself from cumming buckets for her brother. Whether the emotions his face conveyed were real or not, her brother knew exactly how to please her. It was like her body was a book written in an obscure dialect. Most men could figure out the basics, but only Nick could unlock every little secret.

Though Nick was not as gorgeous as Eric, he was cute. She wished there was a better word for her to use, but it fit. He had dimples you could open bottles with. And Patty had a new appreciation for his caramel skin, brown eyes, and black hair, now that she'd been to the land of golden-skinned obnoxiously self-important angelic fuckwads. His body was nowhere near as divine as Eric's either, but his muscles were every bit as well defined. Size wasn't everything anyway. His biceps and chest and shoulders were all modest, compared to Eric's, but he too had an exquisite eight pack with deep grooves between the rounded heads. Patty just loved pressing her hands against those hard mounds while her brother was on top of her, or while she was on top of him. And though Nick's ass might have been smaller than Eric's, it was just as tight and round.

Nick looked her in the eye more often too. Eric was better about that than he used to be, but compared to Nick, he was downright reluctant to make eye contact. Nick was so talented at making his partner feel like she was the only woman alive that Patty fell for it all over again, even though she'd just a few moments ago realized that he did that with every woman he was with. Not to mention that he was, at that very moment, making love to another woman while wearing a second body.

Fuck, but a girl could get lost in those deep brown pools.

"You have no idea how badly I've missed you, Patty," he whispered at one point.

Bullshit.

But the sheer intensity with which he said it made her skin tingle. Nevermind that it hadn't even been a day since he'd last been inside her, or that he was probably telling Veronica something even more flattering at that very instant. She wanted it to be true so bad that she couldn't help but believe it.

"I never should have left," she said.

Finally, after Nick guided her through three small but very enjoyable orgasms, Patty declared that she needed a break. Not to mention a glass of water.

The sheer amount of fluids that her brothers had coaxed out of her was stunning. Patty had never cum so hard and so often. Nor had she realized that she was one of those girls who could ejaculate. She probably ought to have assumed that all the women of their kind could, in the right hands. But it took Nick to show her that.

While the three of them rehydrated, her brothers' other bodies kept right on going. How they managed that, she couldn't have said. Sure, she and the other women were feeding them a lot of energy. But still. It took all she had to stop herself from announcing that she was all sexed out for the day, and she was just wearing the one body.

Maybe if she didn't find herself slipping into orgasm again every few minutes, she wouldn't be feeling so drained.

Not that she was complaining.

When they started back up again, Patty was ready to take both of her brothers at once. Initially, that meant sucking one off while the other fucked her. She rode Eric cowgirl while Nick stood in front of her, holding her hair back from her face and feeding her his cock. Then she laid flat on her stomach and Nick took her ass while Eric sat in front of her, holding his dick in one hand and guiding her down to it with his other.

Her two brothers tasted wonderful. Nick's cum had a hint of almonds. Eric's was fruitier, but equally pleasant. She wished she could swallow more, but it was time to move on.

It had taken her a while, but she'd worked her way up to proposing that they DP her.

Butterflies filled her stomach as she said it. She'd never tried that before. The thought of it was simultaneously terrifying and titillating. Though Patty was pretty comfortable with anal sex, since every guy she'd ever been with had been fixated on her ass, even when it was done right, it was an intense experience. And that was without another guy in her pussy.

At the same time, it was hard to imagine any greater intimacy, or any stronger indication that men found her desirable. If they allowed her to direct things, didn't try to dominate her, perhaps it would even be empowering.