Charlie Part 16
By Captain J
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copyright 2008 by Captain J, all rights reserved

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Part 16

"Charlie! There a Police Officer here who says he needs to see you." Mary called out.

Charlie came into the hallway and looked up at the officer, "Yes sir, I'm Charles Miller, what do you need?"

"I need to take you down to the station for questioning," the officer responded, "There's been an assault and you are a suspect."

"I haven't done anything officer and I need to call my father before I'm going anywhere." Charlie firmly replied.

"Officer? Is this about that thing with Ricky Martin? If so Charlie had nothing to do it with it, he's been here with me all morning." Kathy said to the officer.

"Yes, how did you know about it?" he asked.

"Mary just came home and told us about it, an officer talked to her at the swim club. Other than that neither of us knows anything because we haven't left the house today. I've been here with him since 8:00 and neither of us have even stepped outside."

"Well make your phone call son and then you'll need to come with me and you should probably come too young lady, so the detective can take a statement from you that this young man hasn't been out today."

Charlie went to call his father and the officer turned to Kathy, "Who are you anyway, according to my sheet here, he only has one sister?"

"Kathy Carpenter, Sir, I live down the street. Charlie's been sick and his father hired me to stay with him in the mornings while his sister is gone for her lessons at the swim club"

"So you're his babysitter?"

"Well I wouldn't call it that since he's older than I am, I'm just here to help him and make sure he takes his medicines on time." She replied clearly annoyed.

Just then, Charlie returned and faced the officer. "I called my father and he's really upset about this. He'll meet us at the police station and said I'm not to make any statement until he's there, Mary he wants you to go with me and also bring the file folder of statements from his desk, you know the one he took to the school board meeting?" he said to her and she nodded and went to get it.

Ten minutes later, they were all three in the back of the police car on their way to the police station. When they arrived, Mr. Miller was waiting in the lobby of the station, since he only worked two blocks away from the station. "What's this all about Charlie?" he asked his son.

"He doesn't know anything except what I told him Dad," Mary replied before Charlie could even open his mouth. "And all I know is what the officer told me when he talked to me at the Swim Club."

"An officer interviewed you at the club about this? Why wasn't I called or notified?" her father asked.

"Don't know, he just showed up and started asking me questions about where I'd been all morning. Carl Prader the instructor told him I'd been there all morning since 8:25 and it was only after that, that the officer told us what had happened."

"Was the officer that talked to you in uniform or a detective?" he asked.

"Uniform Dad, in a marked police car like the one that came to the house."

"Officer, take us to this Detective and inform whoever is in charge of patrol that I wish him to be present; I have a few words for him also."

"Yes Sir," the officer responded and led them back a hallway to a conference room. "I'll get Detective Sgt. Morrow and inform Captain Berkhart," he told the man, then left them in the room alone.

"Mary, Charlie, Kathy, none of you are to say anything without permission from me. Understood?" All three nodded.

Just then two men entered the room, one in a suit and the other in uniform. "Mr. Miller it wasn't necessary for you be here," the man in the suit said.

"And you are?" he responded.

"Sorry, Detective Sgt. Morrow and this is Captain Berkhart, commander of the patrol division who I understand you requested to be present."

"Yes I did; now suppose you tell me what this is all about? So far, both of my children as well as a girl in my employ, were interviewed by police personnel; without proper notification as to why they were being interviewed, not to mention my son forced to accompany an officer from my home to here. Are either of my children under arrest, or considered a suspect in a crime?"

"I am investigating an assault which occurred this morning, and the father of the victim listed both of your children as suspects." The Detective replied.

"The father? Not the victim?"

"That's correct... The victim has refused to make a statement as to what happened, and as a juvenile, we can't compel him to talk to us."

"Exactly what is it you are investigating, what are the particulars of this 'assault'?"

"At about 9:30 this morning, a boy was attacked, blindfolded, tied to a fence at the grade school, his clothes removed, spanked, and words written on his body with a permanent type marker pen. He remained there for some time and it is known that he was seen by a number of other children, none of whom, either tried to free him; nor called for assistance."

"What was written on him?" Mr. Miller asked and the Detective pushed several Polaroid photos across the table. The pictures showed a boy's body with the word "Bully" written on his chest, his penis had been colored black with the marker and the words "Tiny Dick" written on his stomach and an arrow pointing down; another picture showed his red behind with a "bullseye" drawn on his butt, with the words "spank me" on his lower back.

"Who is the victim?" he then asked.

"Sorry I can't give you his name," the Detective replied, "privacy laws you know..."

"Ricky Martin is who the officer told me," Mary said to her father and the Captain turned red.

"The one from the neighborhood?" he asked his daughter and she nodded yes.

"So young Mr. Martin was accosted and even though he refuses to make a statement? You find it permissible to interrogate my children as 'Suspects' based upon his father's word? Is that what's going on here?"

"His father stated that there was a prior incident involving your children, so they were primary suspects in his mind..."

"Did he bother to tell you that his son precipitated the 'prior incident' and that there were 18 witnesses?" Mr. Miller replied.

"No he didn't mention that..."

"Just so that we can clear that up, here are written statements from those 18 witnesses, which you may copy, however, I will retain the originals for use in court if necessary. You will also find statements from a total of 49 children, all given with permission of their parents concerning young Mr. Martin and his history of terrorizing all of the children in the neighborhood. You may copy those also; however I will retain the originals."

Glancing through the statements, the Detective deflated, "Hell any of these kids would have reason to do something like what happened to him." Handing them to the Patrol Commander who left to copy them and returned the folder to Mr. Miller a few minutes later.

"Now, Detective, I want you to look at my son, Charlie is 4'6" tall and weighs approximately 60 lbs, do you really believe that he is physically capable of doing what you've described to a boy who's a foot taller and weighs more than double what my son does?"

"No I wouldn't think so..."

"Then why was my son forced to come here to answer these ridiculous accusations? My son is suffering from a serious medical condition and doesn't need to be harassed like this. While we're at it, I'd like to know why both of my children were questioned by officers, without being advised of their rights; nor that they were entitled to have me or legal counsel present since they were considered 'suspects' and by what authority you could compel my son to come here at all without notifying me and him that he was under arrest? Likewise, your initial statement in this room 'that it wasn't necessary for me to be here' implies that you intended to continue violating my children's rights! Feel free to answer also Captain, since two of the officers involved work for you..."

"Mr. Miller, I'm sorry your children were questioned without proper notifications; obviously I'll need to speak to my Officers about proper procedures since they were not followed in this case. As to why your son was 'brought in' it was at the direction of the Detective; I heard the radio dispatch but did not know what was going on in the case." The Uniformed Captain replied.

"Mr. Miller..." the Detective started; but stopped when Mr. Miller held up his hand.

"I don't even want to hear your excuses Detective; my daughter was questioned illegally and you now know that she was not involved and the officer who conducted that illegal interview can fill you in as to how many witnesses she has as to her whereabouts. Further, my son was illegally interviewed and my employee has informed the officer that he has not left the house today; until he was illegally compelled to accompany an officer to this police station. My employee will now give you a written statement to that effect for your use. Kathy please write a statement out for the Detective telling him what you told the other officer" He said pushing a blank piece of paper and pen to her. "Be further advised 'Detective' that I will be filing a formal complaint against you for misfeasance and malfeasance not to mention abuse of your authority."

"Mr. Miller..."

"Don't even start Detective, you were wrong and you know it! I would suggest that you get a sworn statement from young Mr. Martin as to who did this because he probably knows; and he sure as hell knows it wasn't either of my children. Then I suggest you investigate it thoroughly and in detail and if he lies to you charge HIM! He is a bully and has been terrorizing the children of the neighborhood for years and it looks to me like some of them got payback. His father has no grounds to accuse my children and if you or he proceed with any action against my children; I'll see you in court, both criminal and civil. Do I make myself clear?"

"Mr. Miller, I'm sorry about all this; I took his father's word as correct..."

"That's your problem, now I wish these children to returned to my house, and not in a marked police car; I also expect a written apology for your incompetence. IF I get that apology, I will not press for disciplinary actions against the other officers involved; just file my complaint and that is all. If not; well you don't want that to happen do you 'Detective'..."

"No sir, you'll get your apology... and I'll have another Detective return them home immediately..."

"Then I believe we are done Gentlemen?" he asked.

"Yes Sir," both officers replied and stood, the Detective immediately leaving to get someone to drive the kids home and the Patrol Commander looking sheepish as he led them from the room. "Mr. Miller, you can file your complaint anytime; all that's needed is a letter to the Chief of Police."

"Will you give me your assurance that you will deal with your personnel?" he asked the Captain.

"Absolutely! I don't like what happened any more than you do sir; I can guarantee it won't happen again."

"Fine, then my complaint is primarily with the Detective; I'll mention in the letter that you are handling the patrol officers and that I'm satisfied with that end of the problem."

"Thank you Sir; I really am sorry this happened, I was sitting there thinking how this could have been my own son and how I'd feel if he were treated this way. That's not going to happen with my troops again..."

"Good! If you could see the children to their transportation, I need to get back to my job..."

"No problem, I'll stay with them until they're in the car and on their way home."

"Kids, stay with the Captain until they get your transportation sorted out and I'll see you this evening when I get home; Mary take this folder and put it back on my desk in case I need it in the future..."

"OK Dad, Thanks for coming and getting this all straightened out," she said hugging her father.

The kids were quiet as an officer drove them back to the house, once inside however and the door closed, Charlie pumped a fist in the air and yelled "YES! Dad really told them!" and both girls clapped and hugged him, planting kisses all over his face.

When they broke off the group hug, Kathy had a worried look on her face. "Hey guys, I'm willing to bet that at least some of the 'Angels' were involved in this. We need to get the word out that the Police are investigating and that whoever did it needs to lay low and get an alibi together."

"I don't think they have to worry too much Kathy," Mary observed, "Did you see those pictures? Ricky looked really scared and it was so funny what they did to him. Someone spent time making his pecker black with that marker and he was spanked pretty good from the red butt and hand marks on it. I doubt he'll tell who did it; he'll be scared that they'll get him again."

"No I didn't see them, they were over by you and your dad. What did they do to him?"

"Well you know he was stripped, blindfolded and spanked. Someone wrote 'Bully' on his chest with big heavy letters, then colored his dick black and wrote 'tiny dick' above it and on his back drew a 'bullseye' on his butt and wrote 'spank me' above it. Come to think of it; probably three different people wrote the stuff, since the letters were different in each word. It looked like three different handwritings."

"They colored his penis?"

<laugh> "Yeah solid black and most of his balls too! And put a stripe down his spine right down the crack of his butt!" <giggle>

"Whoa... good one! But we still need to get the word out and make sure everyone knows not to talk to the police without their parents present; or even each other about who may have done it, so that the police don't get any more 'suspects'." Kathy replied smiling.

"Yeah I guess we should. Charlie will you be alright by yourself? Kathy and I should go get the word out." Mary asked.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was after 2:00, "Go ahead girls, Susan is supposed to be here at 3:00 to give me a haircut, that's less than an hour from now. I'll be fine, I need to change out of the pull-ups I'm wearing, since I leaked a little in them, but I don't need diapered or anything, since I'll be here near a toilet." He replied.

"Are you very wet?" Mary asked, sliding her hand into his shorts and feeling the thick material of the pull-up training pants.

"No just a few quirts into them when we were on the way to the police station, I was kind of scared and leaked a little..."

Mary moved her hand inside against his skin and felt his penis and balls and could feel a slight dampness against the back of her hand. "I told you I was ok," he said looking up at her, his face scowling.

"Sorry Charlie, I believed you but felt I need to check to be sure..." She replied blushing a little.

"Just can't keep your hands off my cock can you, just had to feel me up because I'm so sexy and hot right?" he snickered and she blushed redder.

"Well there is that Charlie, you are 'Hot' and I do love touching you.." she snickered back.

"So you've checked me, why is your hand still in my pants?" at which point Kathy couldn't take it anymore and started laughing so hard she had to lean on the sofa to keep from falling down watching the two of them tease each other. Mary just blushed redder and withdrew her hand, then hugged her brother and he leaned in to her large body and returned her hug, his hands firmly massaging her rear as his head nestled between her breasts. "You're 'Hot' too you know," he mumbled patting her butt before moving back from her and smiling up at her. Then both of them turned and looked at the still laughing girl by the sofa.

"Come on Kathy, we have people to see and warnings to spread," Mary said as she gave her brother a pat on the back and headed for the front door. "Be back later Charlie..."

Charlie went and stripped off the damp underwear and put on a pair of running shorts, but didn't bother with a shirt or shoes; it was a warm day and he knew he was going to have wet hair while Susan worked on it; he'd seen his mother cut his sister's hair. It wasn't anything like going to a barber where they used electric clippers to cut it. Women used mostly scissors and combs. So he got a couple of towels and took them to the kitchen and then sat at the table and waited for Susan to arrive.

He didn't have to wait long, the doorbell rang at 2:40 and he went to answer it and sure enough it was Susan. "You're early," he said smiling up at her.

"Yeah well I got done early and decided to just come on over; that's not a problem is it?" she replied smiling.

"No problem, I was just sitting here waiting for you..."

"Hey did you hear about what happened to Ricky Martin? Someone got him good!" she replied.

"Yeah I heard about it; I just spent the last 2 ½ hours with the police; his father apparently named me and Mary as 'primary suspects'; but my Dad got it all straightened out. They took me to the police station and everything..."

"That really sucks... But they don't think you did it do they? I mean I'm sure Kathy told them you were with her..."

"No I'm clear now, and Kathy gave them a written statement that I never left the house today until the officer came and Mary was at the Swim Club all morning so she had tons of witnesses that she wasn't involved. But whoever did it needs to lay low for awhile until this blows over. Apparently Ricky refused to tell them who did it."

"That's the first smart thing that asshole has ever done! Hope he keeps his mouth shut or he'll get it worse the next time. He deserved exactly what he got!" she spat and he realized she was either involved or knew who was.

"Don't tell me anything Susan, what I don't know I can't accidently let slip and I'd suggest you not talk about it either..."

"Uh... right... so where's your resident 'keeper'? Are you actually alone of a change?"

"Yeah, Mary and Kathy are out warning people not to talk and about the investigation..."

"So I have you all to myself? Wow that's great!"

"Yeah just the two of us... So I brought a couple of towels down to the kitchen, I suppose that's the best place to do it, easier to sweep hair off the tile floor than carpet."

"Right haircut. Ok then young man let's get you looking all sexy...." She giggled.

Charlie just rolled his eyes and led the way to the kitchen, then moved a chair out into the middle of the floor and waited as she set a bag she'd been carrying on the table and took out several combs, three pair of scissors and a handheld hair dryer. As she smiled and looked at him with quick sideways glances. Then blushed before speaking.

"Charlie, since we're alone I'd like to ask for a small favor in exchange for cutting your hair; you don't have to if you don't want to but..."

"What?" he asked turning to face her and seeing her very red face.

"Uh Charlie could you be Uh... naked while I cut your hair? I really like looking at naked boys and well I really like looking at you... you are very sexy you know..."

"Thought you said your brothers were naked almost all of the time?"

"Yeah they are and that's really neat to watch, but then they ARE my brothers aren't they..."

"So you just want me naked, nothing else?"

"Uh... well hard... you know erect would be nice but you don't have to do that..."

"You know if someone told me a couple of months ago that girls would want to see me naked and talk about sex things with me I would never have believe it and would have died from just the thought of it... But now, I've been naked so much and seen and touched by so many that it really doesn't bother me, well much anyway. First time with a girl are still kind of embarrassing... but you've seen me during a diaper change so that doesn't apply. OK I'll be naked for you Susan, but I'm not getting hard just so that you can giggle at my dick."

Stepping over to him, she placed her hands on his shoulders from behind, as she pulled him back against her body then leaned her chin over his shoulder. "Charlie I'd never laugh at seeing you naked, except a 'happy' laugh or giggle, never to embarrass you. You really are a handsome boy and I love looking at you with or without clothes. So are you ok with this?"

Charlie answered by giving her a peck on the cheek and then just reached down and shoved his shorts down and then kicked them across the room. Then turned to face her and smiled at her standing totally naked before her. Her eyes swept over his body and he could see her eyes pause at his crotch, then slowly travel back up to his face, a grin on her face. "Thanks Charlie, you're wonderful and you've got a really great body. Now we need to get your hair wet and then I'll cut it and I just want you to relax and let me get it done; ok?"

"Fine," he replied and moved over to the sink and turned on the water and then dunked his head under it and let most of the water drain off, before stepping back and taking the towel she handed him, and draped it over his shoulders, so that water didn't drip down his back. He was actually surprised that his hair was dragging on the towel, which meant that it was shoulder length. Moving over to the chair, he sat down and she stood behind him combing his hair to get all the tangles out, her hands moving his head this way and that as she worked.

"Shit!" he heard mumbled from behind him. "I'm getting my t-shirt all wet!"

"So take it off," he replied with a snicker. "Then maybe you'll get that other part of your request you wanted..."

"But I'm not wearing a bra?"

"So? You like looking at naked boys and I like looking at naked girls... "

"Guess that's fair... No laughing though, my boobies are still small you know..."

"Never laugh at a pretty girl... hazardous to my health... I'm too small to be getting to fights with offended girls..." he seriously replied. Her hands left if head and he heard a rustle behind him and then her hands returned and resumed combing his hair.

A few minutes later, she moved around to his side still working with both hands on his hair, when a small tomato sized breast came into view topped by a pink nipple, which was obviously erect as the tip protruded nicely. "Nice!" he murmured.

"What?"

"Your breast is really nice Susan, you have nothing to be shy about in that regard. Perky and nicely shaped and it bounces nice when you move. Lovely!"

"Thanks Charlie, that makes me feel better..." she replied as she moved in front of him and combed his fringe down, then changed her mind and parted his hair in the middle so that it fell equally to both sides. Charlie now had an unobstructed view of both breasts dangling right there at eye level and he licked his lips which seem to have gotten very dry.

"So I guess you really do like my breasts," she said as she stepped back from him and stood before him, hands on hips.

"Huh?"

"Really a nice boner there Charlie, best one I've ever seen on a boy, bigger than I expected given the rest of your size, but really nice..."

"Oh... sorry about that..."

"Why? I asked to see it hard like that and it's just what I wanted. You getting hard like that tells me you DO like my body, so why should I be offended or anything..."

"Uh..."

"Charlie? Do you see any tan lines on my body? My family are naturists; nudists you know? I've seen naked people all my life, that's why we have that big privacy fence around our back yard and that's why my brothers are naked almost all the time, no matter who is there. They get a big kick out of being naked around girls at our house; especially if it's someone who hasn't seen them before. I've seen lot's of erections and you have a really nice one; really big for a boy your size, that's why it surprised me some." She replied while reaching out and lightly stroking his straining cock.

"OH..."

"Charlie, I'm not a virgin, I lost my cherry when I was 10 to a boy who was 14 at the time and I love sex; so if you ever what to use that beautiful cock, I'd be willing for almost anything you'd like to do. Anything you want Charlie, hand, mouth, pussy or butt I'd do it and love every second of it..."

"Really? How... you have sex... uh regularly?"

<Sigh> "Charlie, there are very few girls in this town over the age of 10 who are virgins. The joke around here is that 'A virgin is a 10 year old who can still out run her brothers!' I have two brothers who fuck like bunnies, anyone willing, including each other! I caught them doing it about a year or so ago and ever since, I have all the cock I want, right there at home; sometimes even both of them at once."

"They do it to each other?"

<chuckle> "Yeah probably two of the best cocksuckers you'll ever find, if you're interested. They love doing each other anally too; Nick especially loves taking it up his butt and Max likes doing him so it works for both of them. But they get each other off, usually blowjobs, at least two or three times per day on average, unless, I let them do me, but that doesn't seem to slow them down any at all."

Blushing very red, "Uh... Susan, I don't do boys... I don't want that..."

"Too bad for my brothers then, especially Nick who's decided he's gay; Max likes girls more but won't turn now a boy if he likes him. Yep too bad, because they'd love to do anything you'd be willing to do... but you'll never have to worry about them forcing you Charlie, they don't do that and never would. But that's not a problem, because every girl I know would be willing to do anything you wanted."

"You're kidding right?"

"No I'm not Charlie," she replied with a serious voice. "The only thing that would stop them is if word got around that you were rough with them or forced someone; then no one would be willing; but I don't think you'd ever do that..."

"No I wouldn't, I could never hurt a girl, I'm not like that..."

"I know," she said "That's why I offered to do anything with you, anytime you want, I'd really like to get together with you like that." <sigh> "But I'd better get back to cutting your hair, it's starting to dry out..."

Without further discussion, she stood and started working on his hair, combing and cutting around his head, as he watched hair falling onto the floor all around him for the next 15 minutes or so, until the doorbell rang. "I'd better get that, she said and quickly put her t-shirt back on and headed for the door leaving him there still erect sitting with wet hair and a towel draped over his shoulders.

A minute later, she returned with a boy following her and Charlie quickly tried to hide his very stiff cock with his hands.

"Just my brother Max," she said as she quickly removed her t-shirt and went back to working on his hair.

"Uh Hi... I'm Charlie..." he meekly said, glancing up at the boy, who was almost as tall as his sister with a slim body, wearing only cutoff jeans and tennis shoes.

"Max," the boy responded and extended a hand to shake hands.

Charlie blushed as he moved one hand to shake as etiquette required and in the process exposed half of his hard-on.

"Nice stiffy there Charlie, guess my sister's been teasing you with her tits; she does that all the time to Nick and me. Likes to see hard cocks bouncing around..."

"Uh... thanks... she's been cutting my hair and said it was getting her shirt wet..." he replied with a shrug. "She got a great body and well it just popped up... you know?"

"No problem as far as I'm concerned. Like a said, you've got a really nice one there, mind if I see it better?" he said staring down at Charlie's lap.

"Uh.. ok I guess..." Charlie meekly replied and moved his hands uncovering it.

To his surprise the boy immediately knelt beside him and then reached out and gently held it in his fingers, rubbing his thumb over the underside while moving it around, then reached down and cupped his balls, rolling them around in his fingers. "Really nice Charlie, I'd suck this anytime or offer my butt anytime you want..." he said matter of factly.

"Are... are you Gay?" Charlie sputtered.

"Naugh... but I really like sex. I guess you'd call me 'Bi' you know Bisexual, I'll take sex however I can get it. Both boys and girls, doesn't make much difference as long as I like the person. My sister probably told you that we do it and I also do it with my brother; he's a horny little fucker; loves anal and a great cocksucker. I just love sex period, as long as it's friendly..." The boy replied looking up into Charlie's eyes, a smile on his face and sounding very sincere.

"Uh... I've had bad experiences with boys..." Charlie mumbled.

"OK I understand Dude, someone forced you didn't they... That really sucks... But anyway, if you're ever interested in trying it on friendly terms, just let me know and we'll take it slow and gentle and only whatever you're comfortable with..." He replied giving Charlie a final stroke and a gentle pat to his balls.

"OK,... Uh... I'll let you know if I want to... try that..."

"No problem Charlie, just remember I'm willing if you are... Hey Sis, the reason I came over was to warn you that the police are all over the place talking to kids about what happened to Ricky this morning. I don't know who did it, but apparently they got him good and no one is saying anything about who might have done it. Just telling the Cops about all the shit he's done to all of us in the past. So if you know anything, don't tell them. I want to throw a party for whoever did it; they deserve recognition but we'll never know who to throw it for."

"I don't know anything Max," she replied with a small grin on her face as she took another snip at Charlie hair. "But I agree he got what he deserved and I wouldn't even care to guess at who 'Might' have done it, but I suspect that more than one person was involved."

"Got that right, it probably took three or four to pounce him and then tie him up. He's so fucking big compared to everyone else. Kind of wish I'd been there, I would have loved to whip that fat ass of his, he deserved more than he got!"

"Don't tell anyone else that Max," Charlie warned, "otherwise you'll be a 'suspect' and hauled down to the police station like they did me and I didn't even know what had happened."

"They hauled you in? Why? There's no way you could have taken him, he's twice your size?"

"Tell me about it. His father named me and my sister as suspects, with no proof what-so-ever, so we were the first one's they talked to. My Dad straightened them out though. Apparently Ricky isn't talking so no one knows who did it."

"Well at least you're not being held on trumped up charges then. Good for your Dad, those Cops get pushy at times and Ricky's Dad thinks he owns this town. That's the only reason Ricky has gotten away with pushing all of us around for so long. Money talks and all that shit. Just because his Dad's got money, he thinks he can do anything."

"He's got money?"

"Yeah, his Dad own three carpet stores and has his fingers in some other businesses too; he's all the time getting Ricky off the hook for shit. Really pisses me off. That kid needed someone to put him in his place for a change, where Daddy couldn't help him."

"Well like I said, I wouldn't go around talking trash about him, at least until this all blows over, you don't want to attract attention right now. The Cops are just looking for anything to go on and from what I saw this morning, are just poking around hoping someone pops up that they can go after."

"OK Charlie, let's blow dry this and see what we have," Susan interrupted them, "I think it'll look good," she said as she plugged in the dryer and then started sweeping it over and around his head while her fingers raked through his hair. When she was done, she used scissors to trim here and there, then stood back and looked at him with a big smile on her face.

"Looking good Dude, I should let mine grow longer like that," Max observed.

Susan reached in her bag and pulled out a small hand mirror and handed it to Charlie. Who took the mirror and moved it around looking at his hair from both sides and the front. "Wow Susan this is great!" he exclaimed then stood and hugged her, giving her a kiss in thanks for what she'd accomplished. It was only when he felt his erection brush her leg and her breasts pressing against him, that he realized that he was still naked and she topless. "Uh... sorry," he said blushing all the way to the tips of his ears; "didn't mean to be forward or anything..."

Susan just smiled and pulled him back against her, making sure to rub her breasts against him and moving a leg between his to get contact with his balls and straining cock. "No problem Charlie, I loved being hugged like that and you're welcome for the haircut; I'll do that anytime you want," then whispered in his ear "and much more if you'll let me." Getting an even brighter red flush to his face in response.

"So Sis now that you've got the poor boy leaking precum on your leg are you going to help him out? If not, I'll do it Charlie, you're really straining there..." Max said running a hand over the boy's back and patting his rear.

Charlie was stunned he didn't know what to say, as the boy pulled him back from his sister and was shocked when both of them knelt at his feet and then both leaned in kissing his erection while one of them cupped his balls and kneaded them. "Just relax and enjoy it," Susan told him as a mouth closed over the head of his cock. Charlie just closed his eyes and leaned his head back, one hand on each of their shoulder to steady himself. When he looked down, he saw Max's big brown eyes looking up at him as he sucked the cock all the way back to his throat and his lip brushed the skin of his belly, then backed up until only the head was in his mouth and sucked at the tip, before he was replaced by his sister who likewise enveloped his entire cock before backing up, while Max stroked his thighs and waited for his turn. Charlie just moaned in pleasure and closed his eyes, he didn't know who was doing what and at that point didn't care, this was wonderful and he wasn't about to complain.

His cock was sucked and licked and his balls kissed and licked and someone's mouth was constantly working him while hands stroked his thighs and probed his rear, one finger sneaking inside and rubbing that spot his sister had found and he'd all but forgotten about and suddenly his body was wracked by spasms and he emptied himself into whoever's mouth was currently on his cock, while hands held him upright to keep him from falling; his legs being like rubber. Finally, it was over and both kids stood up holding him as he fought to breath and he was kissed on both cheeks by them and then on the mouth by both of them and he didn't mind at all that he was kissing a boy who's tongue was probing his mouth and he could taste his cum on those lips. "Thanks," he managed to say between kisses and hugged one with each arm as they guided him to a chair and helping him sit, he was still so shaky.

"Our pleasure Charlie," Susan softly replied planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Anytime Charlie," Max said hugging his shoulder and kissing his cheek also.

Charlie just sat there in a daze as Susan packed up her stuff, while Max swept up the hair from the floor and put it in the trash can. "We need to go Charlie," she said touching him on the shoulder, "Are you going to be ok until your sister gets back?"

"Uh yeah... I'll be fine... Uh... Thanks Susan... Sorry I'm kind of out of it... you... you two really did a number on me... Uh.. Thanks Max that was really nice... I'll... I'll think about your offer... and yours too Susan... You two are something..." he stammered.

"We enjoyed it too you know," Max replied smiling and then hooked his arm around his sister and they were quickly gone.

Charlie was still sitting there when his sister returned sometime later, naked with his head resting on his hand, a 'far away' look on his face. "You ok there Charlie?" she asked as she picked up his shorts from the floor.

"Huh? Oh... Hi Mary..."

"Are you alright? You look kind of lost or something..."

"Uh... well yeah, I'm fine... Susan gave me a haircut and her brother Max was here..."

"I see, and it looks like she did a terrific job; maybe I can get her to do my hair..."

"Yeah she did, it looks really good, I didn't know it could look that good."

Walking over to him and wrapping her arms around him, she kissed his cheek. "So why is my brother looking so lost over a haircut? You're obviously considering something else Charlie, is there anything I can do for you?"

Leaning his head against hers, he whispered the reply. "I'm... I'm confused Mary... I don't know what to think... to do..."

"Do you want to talk about it? I don't want to force you to do that if you don't want to. I already made that mistake once and I don't ever want to do that again."

"Yeah... I think I do... but could we move to the living room or something... maybe my room..."

"OK let's go get comfortable and you can tell me whatever it is that's bothering you and if I can help, you know I'll do that."

Charlie got up and walked looking stunned from the room and she followed him as he went to his room and plopped on his bed. Mary laid down beside him and rested on her side looking at him as he lay on his back looking up at the ceiling. "So what's the deal?"

"Well Susan gave me that haircut and well she was getting her shirt wet so she took it off and she has a really nice body..."

"Why is that a problem?"

"Not a problem. She'd asked me to be nude when she cut my hair, said she loved to see naked boys and well she'd seen me before so I agreed to do it; no big deal you know... Anyway when she was topless, I... I got hard you know and... and then Max shows up and he said... he said he thought I had a really nice cock... Oh... I guess I forgot to mention, that Susan had already told me she was having sex regularly with her brothers and that the boys did each other too. Anyway, he's standing there telling me I have a nice cock and that he's bisexual and would like to get together with me if I wanted and touched me down there looking at it while she's cutting my hair."

"And you were thinking about what those boys did to you? He didn't force anything on you did he?"

"No... it was nothing like that. He was really nice and we talked while Susan worked on my hair and well I was hard the whole time and when Susan was done, I hugged her and gave her a kiss to thank her for doing my hair and well Max noticed I was leaking on her leg... precum, you know, and well he suggested that she help me out or that they could both do it... and before I knew what was going on they were both sucking me down there and it felt really good. They kept trading off who was kissing or sucking and I... I just couldn't stop them.. didn't want to stop them... and well I came in his mouth and then they both kissed me and it was really nice... Mary I kissed a boy and tasted my own cum in his mouth and I liked kissing him. Does that mean I'm gay or something? I'm all confused about this."

"Well you still like kissing girls and doing things with them don't you?"

"Of course! I love kissing girls and your bodies are so wonderful!"

"So why are you worried about liking kissing a boy? Do you want to have sex with him and not do it with girls?"

"No of course not. I mean, I wonder what it would be like doing it with him, but I don't want that as opposed to doing it with a girl... I... I'm all confused."

"So what's the big point of confusion? Kissing a boy can't be much different than kissing a girl. Did you touch him sexually or was it him touching you? Do you want to touch him that way or suck him or something? I can't imagine that doing his butt would be different than doing a girls behind. I mean a butthole is a butthole, should be the same regardless of sex, except for him, since he has that prostate gland that your cock would rub against, that would feel good to him."

"No I don't want to touch him, his cock, or suck him or even really fuck him, but well it was nice kissing him and kind of sexy feeling his body rubbing against me and he was so nice about it all... and I tasted my cum on his lips and tongue..."

"Does tasting your cum bother you? I've tasted it and I like the way you taste, a little salty but then I suppose all cum tastes that way. I really don't know since you are the only one I've done that with, but I like the taste. Does it make you want to taste him that way?"

"No I don't think so. Those... Those boys made me do that with them, and I didn't like it then, but they forced me to do it... but Max didn't make any move to even have me touch him let alone do anything more than just relax and let him do me with his mouth and he really seemed to enjoy having me in his mouth, I could see it in his eyes while he was doing it."

"So now you have me confused here Charlie. You say a good looking bisexual boy found you attractive and complemented your body and offered to get together with you if you wanted, but didn't ask anything of you. Then he and his good looking sister share in giving you a blowjob, which you say you enjoyed. Then you kiss them to thank them, and all three of you enjoyed the kissing and holding, but neither ask anything of you, and the boy didn't even ask you to touch him or do anything for him. And that he was really nice and sweet to you and made no demands or anything. So what's the problem that has you all upset? You're not gay because you prefer girls and even if you DID get together with the boy, that still wouldn't make you gay unless you gave up girls; which I doubt knowing you. At most and only if you did it frequently, you'd be bisexual, but more people than you'd suspect go both ways, especially as teenagers; so what's the problem?"

"So now we have the problem. You're confused because someone told you it's wrong and you liked it so you think you should feel bad about it. Right?" "Well yeah!"

"Charlie, many people would say that what you and I do is wrong too. They even have a name for it; 'incest'. Are you going to stop loving me, or Kathy or Carol or Cindy because they're too young. Because of what some other people think? Or are you going to keep doing what we do, because we all want to and feel good about ourselves and each other doing it?"

"No I'm not going to stop with you girls, we all want to do that..."

"So what's the difference? If you and another boy want to kiss each other or hold each other or even do other things; who's business is it other than the two of you? I'm not saying you SHOULD do that; but if you and the boy want to and enjoy doing it; then that's between the two of you and don't worry about it."

"You really think that? I mean it's homosexual to do those things..."

"What I think Charlie, is that sex is very personal and that you should do whatever you feel comfortable doing with whatever partner you want as long as you are both doing it willingly and no one is being forced to do things they don't want to. So if you want to kiss a girl, kiss her if she's willing. Same thing with a boy. Same thing for doing anything else sexual with either. Do whatever, YOU feel comfortable with as long as you have a willing partner. That's all I'm saying. I would suggest that you not do things with boys in public to avoid negative public opinion; even though I don't think it's wrong to do that."

"Mary, you're awful liberal in your opinions on sex you know..."

"Maybe, but that's my business not anyone else's. Charlie, would it bother you if say Susan and I decided we wanted to get together and do sex things and we both enjoyed it?"

"No"

"Then why should I think it's wrong if you and Max for instance wanted to do the same thing? I'd be disappointed that he was getting sex instead of me from you, but I wouldn't think it was wrong."

"Really?"

"Really. I'd be jealous since he can get all the sex he wants from his brother and sister, from what you said, but I'd never deny you the pleasure of getting together with him if that's what you wanted. It would only bother me, because he was getting you instead of me."

"Really?"

"Yes Charlie, it's the same thing as you getting together with other girls. I get jealous that you do things with them, when I want you all to myself; but hey, that's life and I'm happy with whatever you can give me."

"Guess this is why I love my sister so much..." he quietly responded, then pulled her into a hug and kissed her deeply. "Thanks Sis," he whispered when they broke the kiss. "Please finish that journal so we can get together, I want to make love to you so you don't need to feel jealous ever."

"I will Charlie, how about we just lay here for awhile and rest and then we'll need to start working on dinner before Dad gets home. Rest my beautiful brother, and don't let things bother you that aren't necessary..." Charlie just closed his eyes and snuggled into her body and then was quickly napping.

Mary woke him when it was time for dinner and his father was sitting at the table when he came down to eat. "Hi Dad; thanks for getting all that straightened out today. I was a little scared when that officer said I had to come with him."

"None of that should have happened Charlie, there was no reason for them to take you anywhere. Maybe talk to you, but even then, either I or a lawyer should have been present since they considered you a suspect."

"Well I'm glad you took care of it, I felt a whole lot better when you got involved," he said giving his father a hug.

"That's my job Charlie, to look out for both of you," he replied returning the hug, then patting the boy on the back. "Did you get a haircut today? You look different? Looks good on you, just a little long for my taste, but I guess that's the style these days."

"Yeah, Susan Hudson a girl from the neighborhood came over and did it this afternoon, she did a really good job and it was free too."

"Another girl admirer Charlie?"

"Oh DAD! She just a friend I met, her house is where Mary went for that party when we first moved here. I asked if she knew where a barber shop was since I knew I needed it cut and she said no; but then offered to cut it for me. She's thinking about being a stylist going to beauty school when she graduates."

<chuckle> "Just teasing Charlie, all your visitors seem to be girls these days..."

"Dad I've been stuck here in this house for the most part; when have I had a chance to meet boys in the neighborhood? Actually her brother Max was here with her and we talked while she cut my hair; he seems really nice."

Mary who was across the room, putting the food on serving dishes coughed at that statement and Charlie gave her a stern look and she just grinned at him and shrugged her shoulders. "So have you met any other boys?" his father asked.

"None close to my age other than Max and of course we had that run in with Ricky Martin but I'll pass on him. The only other boys I've actually met have been much younger, Carol's brothers and a couple of boys she was babysitting at the time Kathy and I visited."

"So you've been out visiting then?"

"Well not really visiting, Kathy and Cindy take me for walks most mornings, you know for exercise and so that I learn the area and well they introduce me to any kids we run into. Good thing we didn't take a walk today."

"Yes well that was fortunate, it made today's situation much easier to handle, since Kathy could swear that you hadn't left the house."

"Lucky on that one. Normally we would have walked over to the park and back at the least but usually there aren't many people around."

"Well don't let what happened today stop you from going out and getting exercise, you don't need to stay here in the house and fresh air and sunshine is good for you. Besides you need to meet people and learn the neighborhood so that you feel comfortable living here." His dad replied.

"I won't Dad, I do need exercise, I feel so weak all the time, I'm always so tired."

"That's the medicines Charlie," his sister interjected, "That's one of the side effects of those purple pills that fight the infection, it said so on the instruction sheet that came with them."

"Just don't stop taking them because they make you feel like that Son, you need them to get well again and if you stop, then the infection will just come back again." His father warned.

"I won't; I just wish this was all over and I could be normal again."

"You will, patience Charlie, it'll take time then it will all be over."

"I know, I just wish it would hurry up..."

The rest of dinner and that evening was spent quietly, Charlie reading and his sister and father watching a movie on TV, until he went to find her and got his night diaper put on and went to bed early. He didn't even notice when she climbed into bed with him, other than to snuggle up against her, drawing warmth from her body.

Charlie woke alone the next morning and removed his wet diaper and then took a shower before going downstairs to fix himself breakfast and was surprised to find Cindy sitting in the kitchen waiting for him. "Hello Cindy, where's Kathy?"

"She and Mom went shopping; nice to see you too Charlie?" she responded.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to imply that I'm not glad you're here, I was just surprised that's all. I was expecting your sister, and no one woke me up."

"I decided to let you sleep, you were really out of it."

"So have you had breakfast? I was going to fix something, I can fix something for you if you want." He said moving over to the stove and pulling out a small skillet.

<sigh> "No I'm fine, thanks for offering though."

Charlie fixed himself some eggs, bacon and toast and sat at the table, as she just sat there quietly watching him. "Cindy is there some reason you're so quiet this morning? It seems like something is bothering you."

<sigh> "Charlie? Are we ok? I mean the two of us?"

"What do you mean, Cindy?"

<sigh> "Charlie, I been thinking about it and I'm really sorry I tricked you into having sex with me; I shouldn't have done that and I've felt bad about it ever since I left the other day. You should have had a choice and I took that away from you and spoiled something that should have been really special for you. Your first time. I had no right to do that."

"Cindy come over here," he said as he looked and saw tears welling up in her eyes. Cindy quickly stood and walked to him, then knelt between his knees, looking up at him. Charlie cupped her face in his hands and then leaned in and kissed her forehead, then softly on her lips, while his thumbs stroked her cheeks.

"Cindy it WAS special for me, you gave me something very special, it was your first time too and that made it special. Yes I would have liked to have had a choice in the matter; but then it probably wouldn't have happened for a couple of years, since you know I thought you were too young. But don't ever regret what you or we did. You proved to me that I wouldn't hurt you and that you were ready. I love what you gave me and I love you for doing that. Now I don't ever want to hear you feeling bad about what happened, just be happy about it and feel good that you were my first. Can you do that for me?"

Cindy just nodded and then broke down crying, and wrapped her arms around him and laid her head in his lap, her tears wetting his naked body, her warm cheeks rubbing against his cock which promptly responded to the stimulation and was soon pressing against her face. She didn't hesitate, just turned her head a little and sucked him full length into her warm, wet mouth, getting a groan from him in response as his fingers gently held her head. Cindy looked up at him, his cock resting in her lips and saw his big blue eyes looking down at her, then went to work in earnest until his body shuddered and filled her mouth with his warm semen. Swallowing it all, she licked him clean, then moved up his body and kissed him deeply, and he once again tasted his cum on another person's lips.