Authors Note: For those of you that are following this story, I think you know what to expect by now. For the others, this story series contains inter-family scenes and very non-traditional sexual activity. Hey, no one is holding a gun to your head to read this, so if you don't like it, please just move on to something else.
This chapter picks up immediately at the end of chapter 17 with Mom, Bobby, Aunt Brenda and Erika in the procedure room.
Lastly, I want to thank my friend, Jack, for being my sounding board and previewing chapters. Also, others have provided ideas and helped me develop story details, such as the bed you will read about in this chapter. I appreciate all the help and all your emails and comments.
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After tormenting me for another minute, Aunt Brenda withdrew her finger from my bottom and tapped my mother on the shoulder, saying, "We need to get him on the bed, Sherri."
Erika pulled her mouth off my cock and looked at my mom. "Yum yum," Erika remarked, "I see what you mean. He does taste good! Does he leak like this all the time?" Erika asked.
"As far as I can tell he does." Mother answered, and then added, "Let's quit teasing him and get him into the bed before he enjoys himself too much."
Mom and Erika laughed between themselves for a moment, and then Erika tugged on my cock a few more times before they both stood up. My aunt, still standing behind me, reached up to unclasp the bra I was wearing and as soon as it was loose, Erika reached up and pulled the straps off my shoulders and lifted the bra away from my chest.
My thoughts drifted back to what my mom said before we left the house about having to get used to wearing a bra, and she was right. Once I got in the car and we got on our way, the unusual feeling of the cotton bra strapped around me went away and until just this second, I completely forgot about it.
Now that I was completely naked, a sudden rush of embarrassment and excitement flooded over me. In a matter of a few minutes, they had stripped my panties off and removed my bra. I was now stark naked, standing in front of three women sporting a leaking hard-on. I felt the now familiar tingle of a red flush spread over me, and noticing it, Erika reached out to touch both my boy nipples with her hands, pinching them lightly.
"Oh," Erika exclaimed, "his nipples are hard!"
My aunt, still standing behind me, reached around and felt for herself, placing her hands over my breasts and squeezing a handful of my boy-boobs. Then using her thumb and first finger, she clamped down on both my pebble size nipples at the same time, causing me to jump with surprise. "This is what you have to look forward to as a girl," my aunt whispered in my ear, "being pawed and pinched." Then, she let go of my nipples and reached around my waist with her left hand to grasp my cock, stroking it gently while she massaged one of my nipples. "But," she added, "I bet that feels good. Doesn't it?"
They were all waiting for my answer, looking at me with curious stares. I had to admit, the momentary pinch she applied to my nipples startled me for an instant, and they were now super sensitive. But, her gentle massaging felt damn good. And when you add in the way she was stroking my cock, I had to agree, it did feel good, and I told them so.
Smiling and reaching her hand out to take my cock away from Aunt Brenda, mother took hold of my member. "You'll learn to like having your nipples touched, sweetheart. Believe me," my mother went on, "when it's done right, you'll feel it right down here." She said as she squeezed my rigid cock.
"Come on," mom said, "it's time for you to get up on the bed, sweetheart."
Mother pulled me by my cock over to the side of the bed as Erika and Aunt Brenda followed. Standing there and looking down, I could see a sticker that said 'Labor and Delivery Birthing Bed'. I looked at my mom and asked "A birthing bed?"
Aunt Brenda stepped up next to me and told me they used a birthing bed because it provided easy access to where they had to work and the stirrups would hold my legs out of the way comfortably. "You're going to be in that position for a while, Bobby. Really, it's for the best."
As she held my cock with one hand, mother patted me on the back and said "Up you go, sweetie." With that, she pushed me against the birthing bed and as I stepped up and got on, Erika, my mom and Aunt Brenda maneuvered me into center of the bed. The whole time, mom never let go of my cock, and when I was finally settled, mom ended up standing right next to me with her hand still holding my pole.
"I need you to scoot down, Bobby." Erika asked. "Use these handles on the side to help you scoot your butt down toward the end of the bed. We'll help you get your legs into the leg supports, but we need you to scoot down first."
I did as Erika asked, grasping the side handles labeled 'Labor Grips', and she and my aunt helped me scoot my bottom down to where they wanted it. Then, lifting my legs one at a time, they placed them in the leg supports. "Wiggle yourself around to get comfortable," my aunt suggested, "then we can put the straps on the stirrups and you'll be able to relax."
I took a minute to wiggle down into the thick bed cushion until I was completely satisfied. As I did, I realized that my bottom was almost hanging off the end of the bed and my entire body was being supported by the leg supports as I laid there on my back. It was comfortable, though. In fact, it was very comfortable. The leg supports were thick and padded and as soon as I relaxed back onto the pillow, my mom asked me if I was "Comfy."
When I told her I was, Aunt Brenda and Erika moved to the leg supports and swung them out, opening my legs up much wider. Then, as I watched, they wrapped velcro straps around my legs. "These are just to help keep your legs stabilized." Erika said as she secured my left leg. "We won't make them too tight." Aunt Brenda added.