We started to eat our lunch but I had this nagging dilemma in my mind.
I could not make sense of Aunt Jo.
A mother that her kids have always adored. She’s funny, cheeky and always cheerful. She’s such a giving, compassionate, loving person who selflessly gives so much to her family, her community and to her fellow man and yet, in the family videos, she was like a demon possessed by sex.
“Paul. You’re acting so strange today. What’s up?” John had snapped me out of my thoughts.
“I’ve seen them,” I splurged out.
Oh, no!
What have I just done?
“Seen, what,” John asked with a ‘what-are-you-talking-about’ look.
“I’ve seen the……. Family videos.”
There! It’s out.
“Oh, the ones from when we were kids? Yeah, I remember your father always taking videos.”
I realised that he was trying to avoid or deflect from the truth. I’m sure he knew what I was talking about. I thought that I would push it a little further.
“No, not those. The other family videos.
“As an example, the one from three days ago.
“The one with my parents, your parents, Jason, Fred and yourself.
“That, video.”
I waited for his reply.
I could see that he was in a state turmoil within himself and after what seemed to be a long time he finally said, “Ohhhh! That! Video.”
“Yes! That! Video,” I concurred.
“Dude,” he became very serious all of a sudden. “I’m not supposed to talk about it.
“I’ve promised that I wouldn’t say ‘boo’ to anybody. Including you.”
I pleaded with him, “John, you and I are like brothers. Throw me a bone, here. I’m so confused as to what’s going on.
“Help me out, here. Please, John. Please!
“I feel as though my head is about to explode.
“I have so many questions.
“Who’s involved?
“How long has it been going on for?
“Where does it take place?
“How …… ”
“OK! ………. OK! Stop!”
He was trying to find the words.
Finally, he said, “Promise that you won’t tell anyone what you’re about to hear.”
“Promise,” he repeated himself and waited for my response.
“I, promise,” I assured him.
He began, “When we turned 18 years-old, we were……… Well……… We all……… Accidentally………. Found out about a play group……. And……. we were invited to play in the play group.”
“Play! Play group?” I jumped in. “What are you…..”
He stopped me in my tracks, “Paul. Please. Let me finish.
“Remember, I’m not supposed to be saying……. Anything…… To you.”
Now, John was pleading to me.
He continued, “Where was I?”
“The play group……… That’s right. We are given the choice of whether or not we want to ……… Play, in this play group.
A moment of silence.
“That’s about, it,” he concluded.
“We?” I asked.
“Who is, ‘we’?” I asked again.
“First cousins, our generation,” he told me.
“When did you start……. Playing, in the play group?” I asked him.
“One day after my 18th birthday.”
Then I asked, “How about all the other cousins. When did they begin to…….. Play in the play group?”
“Usually one, two, maybe three weeks after their 18th,” was his reply.
It suddenly hit me that seven months had passed since I had turned 18 years-old.
More questions started to go around in my mind.
How was it that I have somehow missed out?
Will I ever be asked to join the family?
Would I join if I was asked?
That’s a stupid question, I told myself. I would jump at the opportunity.
If I’m asked, how will I be asked?
Will I only be a bystander and settle at jerking off to the family videos?
“I know what you must be thinking.” John told me.
“What am I thinking?” I asked him.
“Why you haven’t been invited to……… Play, in the play group.”
“Yes! Why is that?” I asked my cousin John.
“It’s all about timing.
“You were to be asked a number of times, since your 18th, but unforeseen circumstances had to push it back to a later date and then again to a later date.
“Paul, you will be given the choice to play in the play group. I’m sure that it will be a lot sooner than later.
“I asked your mom, the other day….”
“When you were playing in the play group, together?” I butted in.
He ignored my smart-ass remark.
“I asked her about your……… Situation, on you……… Becoming a play friend and she assured me that it would be soon.”
“You’ve also seen the video, or maybe videos……..”
“Videos,” I interrupted him, “Many videos.”
“Ok,” John continued, “You have seen videos of the play group, which means somebody wanted you to see them.
“This is the………Accidently finding out about the group.”
John looked at me and a big smile lit up his face. “Have a little patience and enjoy the ride. Trust me, you will enjoy the ride.
“The last nine months have been the best in my life.”
Then suddenly he was back to his serious self and said:
“But, it’s more, much more than just playing in the play group. Much more. You’ll see.
And just like that he stated, “That’s all I am going to say about it.”
“Please, don’t forget about your promise as to tell nobody.”
I knew that John had gone out on a limb, so to reassure him, I jokingly said, “Told me what?”
I saw him relaxing a little. He knew that I wouldn’t tell a soul.
I started to loosen up. I stayed with John for a few more hours. We were talking and carrying on as we usually do. We talked about our college lives, he goes to a different college to what I do, about football and about our ‘girl’ experiences. But no mention was made again about the ‘Play Group’, as John had described it.
I arrived home with this feeling of euphoria. I had butterflies in my stomach.
All I could think about was the reassuring words of my cousin, Paul, that I would be given the opportunity, or choice to join the family’s special activities.
My cock was becoming hard just thinking about it.
How will I be asked?
Who will ask me?
How long after I get asked will we start with the special activities?
I should have asked John about these things and then I remember his words about being patient and enjoying the ride.
I had to be patient.
I still had a great deal of school work to do but I was truly very tired so decided on an afternoon nap.
I decided on continuing with my studies after my nap and maybe watch a few more videos, just to finish off the night on a high note.
I made a mental note to watch a video, or two, in their entirety, instead of the jumping around from scene to scene.
Of course! I just remembered about my sister, Brenda. Mental note number two: I must also check for any videos where she is a participant.
For the second time in a row, I fell asleep imagining that my sister was introducing me to the main camera.
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I woke up rejuvenated. I must have needed that nap more than what I had thought.
I also slept for more than I thought. It was dark outside.
A look at my phone showed that it was just after 7pm.
I must be hungry, I thought to myself, because I can smell mom’s lentil soup.
OK. Get up, have a bite to eat and then some serious school work. As a reward, a few family videos before I go to bed.
Brenda! Don’t forget to search for Brenda, I told myself.
A smile came on my face. I was looking forward to seeing my sister having sex. I wonder what she likes?
Does she give head jobs?