Part 1
This is a "spin off" story from "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" - of which I am the original author - which is about a family that discovers sex with each other or others outside the family. Simon is one of the characters featured from outside of the family. This story explores his sex life.
It can be read as a stand alone story or have a look at "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" to connect the two.
"A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" is an Incest / Taboo story, "SIMON SAYS - MY STORY" is also an Incest / Taboo story but after the first chapter will develop into a Fetish story.
Please note that I am the original author of "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER" and the original author of "SIMON SAYS - MY STORY"
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THE FAMILY BUSINESS
I'm a son, I'm a brother, I'm a sex worker, I'm an escort, I'm a whore, I'm a prostitute, I sell my body for a living, I sell my cock for money, I sell my arse to pay the bills, I'm a gardener, I'm a security guard and my names Simon.
I'm 20 years old, still live with my Mother, Jenny whose 51 years old and defiantly a MILF, and Sister, Jo whose 22 years old, people think that we're twins as we look very similar but as I'm younger than her we're obviously not twins, who are also sex workers, always been into sport and the gym so I'm fit, have a well muscled body with developed shoulder, pecs, of course a six pack and biceps. As I'm only 5' 8" tall the muscles make me look stocky and fit. I've got both of my nipples pierced with silver bars and, as all lads my age, my chest is shaved and I have a regular back, crack and sack wax so am hairless "down below".
I've got a decent sized uncut cock, about 7 1/2" when hard, I don't have a big foreskin so it always shows off part of my cockhead and pisslit, but it easily skins back. Its not the biggest cock but I know how to use it, well I do now, wasn't always like that but its my balls that are my "selling point", they're big and that's why I wear a jockstrap most of the time as the jock gives them the support I need otherwise by the end of the day they ache. I have them pumped up on a regular basis, more about that later.
My arse is firm but pert and my pucker, when required by a client, can take a big dildo, butt plug or cock.
My Father did a runner from the family when I was about 10; I've never seen him since. He left a big mortgage, debts from the business and my Mother, Sister and I.
Money was always tight, Mother seemed to be holding down about three jobs and working all hours, but she was always at home when Sister and I came home from school and there was always food on the table. My Sister would look after me when Mum went off to work in the evening to her cleaning job.
Jo left school as soon as she was old enough, 18 years old, she had a decent list of qualifications to her name but said that she had to go to work to help Mum out and so with two of them Mum started her own cleaning company. Money seemed to start rolling in and things got a lot easier. It never crossed my mind that my Mum and Sis seemed to always look very smart when going off to work to clean, Mum and Sis seemed to being looking more and more like each other, same hair cut, even the same clothes, like sisters but with a big age difference.
As soon as I was 18 and finished college I left, I could have and wanted to go on to university but the money wasn't really there, I didn't want to ask Mum to support me or saddle myself with big debts, in the UK it was called the Student Grant. Maybe when I was older and had a bit of money behind me I would try for Uni. I needed to go and earn and be the man of the family.
Mum got me a job as a gardener with a bloke called Noel; he knew my Mother and sister. I was basically just hired muscle, Noel was a nice bloke, he had an adopted son, and I sort of looked up to him as the father figure I never had. To earn extra money I worked as a security guard in the evenings at a local industrial roofing firm and sometimes at a firm that provided medical testing facilities at an industrial estate near where I lived. They weren't very exciting or brain taxing jobs but they provided an income.
I didn't realise that both jobs would become far more exciting.
I had a few girlfriends as in friends that were girls. I really couldn't be bothered with all the chat, taking them out, making arrangements with them when all I wanted, and this makes me sound terrible, was their hole. I soon lost interest and they soon lost interest in me. I wasn't a virgin, I lost that when I was away on a rugby club trip, as soon as I was eighteen the lads paid for an escort for me to take my cherry, as soon as she realised that I was a virgin she gave me the full works, you name it and we probably did it, I appeared back at the hotel the next morning looking worse for wear and had to go straight to bed. That's when I realised that I just wanted sex with no strings.
I'd even sucked a mans cock, well put it in my mouth anyway. It was a dare on another rugby club trip but what happens on a rugby club trip remains on the rugby club trip!!
I watched a lot or porn and I wanked a lot. As Mum and Sis were out working days and evenings if I was at home then I did the washing so Mum didn't notice the state of my underwear or sheets, I could spunk up and then ten minutes later was hard and ready to spunk again.
Mum and Sis seemed to get through a lot of clothes, especially knickers and bras. The little pants, G-strings and half-cup bras that they wore must have been very uncomfortable when they were working hard cleaning. Typical lad I couldn't resist looking at their underwear before throwing them in the washing machine, Mums knickers were a bigger size that my sisters, I had to smell them of course, they smelt of women, fanny juices and sometimes I could smell men's cum as well, admit it we've all smelt our own spunk so we know the smell.
What were Mum and Sis getting up to? I really must have been thick or stupid not to have worked it out.
So my days consisted of working as a gardener with Noel during the day, then off to the gym and at least three times a week I'd be working evenings / nights as a security guard, and I had to fit in a lot of wanking as well.
Noel the gardener had some good contracts, there were some big houses on private estates with big gardens and he seemed to have the market sewn up. By the time we got to the houses to start work the husband had long gone off to "the city" and wouldn't be back until late in the evening. The wife had been left on her own, most of them would have cleaners and get the shopping on line, so they seemed very bored and grateful for the company of the gardeners so we were always spoilt with tea and cakes throughout the job.
Noel, and if his son was with him, would quite often disappear off for a hour, nothing to do with me, I was paid to do a job which I just got on with, and come back with a grin on his face, doing up his work shorts, I assumed that he'd just had a piss. One day he came up behind me and stuck his fingers right under my nose, "smell these," he said laughing. His fingers smelt of a women's fanny.
"What have you been up to Noel?" I asked innocently.
"Oh come on mate, what do you think" he replied.
I turned around and he'd dropped his shorts and was waving his cock at me, it was still engorged and semi hard, his foreskin was skinned back and I could see a drip of cum dripping out of his piss slit.
"Been using this on the bored wife" he laughed, "you are innocent, we need to do something about that don't we?"
I just shook my head and carried on with my job.