Robbie was still a bit dazed and a little bit shocked at what his mother had told him about his family history last night. It was the last night of his leave on "Incest Island" with his mother, her new husband Don and his extended island family. He was leaving for the mainland this morning to catch his flight back to Pendleton. He still had two weeks of leave coming but after what his mom had told him yesterday, he had decided to return to camp early and save that leave time to follow up on the mysterious and wonderful things she had told him.
He couldn't imagine anything more wonderful than the week he has spent with Sherri, his mom, and Don on their honeymoon. They had fucked and sucked each other in every combination conceivable by three very horny and versatile people. There was no longer any doubt in the young Marine's mind; he was definitely bi-sexual and had absolutely no qualms about his newly recognized orientation. 'Course, it did pose a problem for the him, what with the military's "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy. He had no doubt that the policy would include any form of sexual activity between persons of the same gender – whether they thought of themselves as "Gay" or not. So he was going to have to be damn careful when he got back to his outfit.
Robbie was proud of his uniform, and he was damn proud to be a Marine. He had learned from his mother the night before that, among other things, he came from a strong and proud military family. Both his father and his grandfather, as well as his uncle, had been Marine officers before him. But what had really blown his mind, and what was contributing to his present state of shock was that he had also learned that his father and his grandfather were one and the same. His mother told him that she had gotten pregnant by her father shortly before he had died in a tragic car accident. His uncle Jerry had secretly married his mother and had accepted Robbie as his own son, which he very well could have been since his mother and uncle had had a sexual relationship even longer than the one the siblings had had with their father. But Jerry, too, had been killed when his F-18 Hornet had slammed into the ground in a devastating training accident. He had been just a baby then and had never known until last night that his "father" had also been his uncle and that the grandfather he had never known was really his biological father…
Until he had made love to his beautiful mother in the wedding chapel immediately after the marriage ceremony, he had never given much thought to the idea of incest. "Oh, yeah!" he had "lusted" for his mother ever since he was old enough to get a real hard on and jerk off thinking about her. But the concept of incest had never really entered his mind before. But now, he was immersed in it, and try as he might, he could think of no logical reason why his new relationship with his mother and those of his other relatives should be considered by outsiders as "wrong, deviant, immoral, illegal and repugnant". They were all adults weren't they? Why was it anybody else's business who they slept with and had sex with? Who was being hurt by it? Nobody that he could tell.
And he felt the same way about occasionally having sex with another guy. Who the hell did it hurt? Nobody, as far as he knew. Damn it, it felt good to get it on with another man sometimes and it was just plain FUN! He knew that he much preferred women, particularly in an emotional and romantic sense. But playing with another guy just added more "spice" and variety to his sexual repertoire and he could see absolutely nothing wrong with it – No matter WHAT the majority of our culture decreed.
"Ah, shit!" he thought. "Enough of this fucking with my mind. I am who I am and if the world doesn't like it, fuck 'em! I know I'm a damn good Marine and from what everybody tells me, I'm a pretty decent guy to boot. And there hasn't been anybody, male or female, who have complained about my "fucking" abilities," he laughed to himself. That thought immediately brought vivid memories of the past week's "fun and frivolity" flooding back into his mind.
The morning after Sherri, Don and Robbie's "honeymoon" night, Don had announced that there would be a big party that night to celebrate the marriage. He had invited most of the islanders, almost all of whom were relatives of one sort or another, to the house for the biggest orgy the island had ever seen. He had hired a band and a caterer and made all the arrangements long before they had arrived on the island and his cousin Carl was bringing them all over on the launch that evening.
Sherri and Don had encouraged him to wear his dress blue uniform with his "butter bar" 2nd Lieutenant's insignia to the party. "You'll be the center of attraction," they laughed. "Everybody'll want a 'piece' of you, my young stud."
"Yeah, but Mom should be the center of attention," he protested. "She's the bride, for Christ's sake. I'm just the side show."
"Don't worry about me, Sweetie." Sherri giggled. "From the way Carl was feeling me up every chance he got, I don't think I'll be neglected too much."
"That's right," laughed Don. "Every guy and most of the women are going to be hot for your mom. Including my grandparents, and they're almost into their 70's. Not to mention all the aunts, uncles, cousins and assorted in-laws who will be here. It ought to be quite a party."
And what a party it had been! Robbie's cock still tingled from the memory of all the fucking and sucking that had gone on that night. And just as Don had predicted, "Grampa Jess" and "Gramma Sophie" had exercised their prerogative as the "island's elders" to claim "first dibs" on both Sherri AND Robbie. There was a lot of whooping and hollering and good natured complaining when the "old folks" announced that they were going to get these island "virgins'" cherries that night. The rest of the family would just have to be satisfied with "sloppy seconds."
Robbie hadn't been at all sure he would be able to "perform" with these venerable, but obviously very lusty "senior citizens". He had already fucked his mother twice that day and been good and royally fucked in the ass by his new step-dad as well. Hell, his dick was still a bit sore from all the sucking it had been subjected to the past couple of days.
"Don't worry," Sherri had assured him again. "You'll be fine. Just relax and enjoy what ever comes up… Pun intended," she quipped.
And Robbie had to admit, both "Grampa" and "Gramma" were damn fine looking people, despite their years. Life on the island had kept them both trim and youthful way beyond their ages. Sophie was a tiny woman but her breasts would be the envy of many women much bigger and much younger than she was. Her eyes, too, were large and sparkled with a vitality, humor and lust for life that could interest and excite anybody – man or woman. And Grampa Jess was her equal in every way. It was obvious from the way all the young women, and not just a few of the guys, flirted and snuggled up to him, that he was every bit as lusty as Sophie was.
"Listen up, everybody," Don shouted over the din of his relatives. "Since Grampa and Gramma have elected to be first with my new bride and my new step-son tonight, our family "tradition" demands that the rest of us poor lechers have to wait our turn. But it is also the tradition that we get to WATCH. So let's all gather around and give these beautiful folks our undivided attention."
