I put on my robe and headed downstairs to welcome in the New Year with Dad.He had a fire going in the den and was sitting on the sofa with his stockin... feet up on the coffee table watching Dick Clark on the TV - it was 10:30, so we had an hour and a half before the ball dropped in Times Square. I worked the cork loose on the bottle and as it popped free yelled, "Happy New Year! Let's do a little celebrating!"Dad was startled but then laughed as I poured the champagne for us. I sat down by him. I wondered how each of them had done and made note to ask at the end. My first impression two weeks ago was that Jeremy and I had very similar tastes, but now, I was a very different person. I of course imagined what each one looked like without their clothes, but I'd seen them all naked last week. Knowing they'd happily disrobe felt delicious, but I left that desire alone. There was plenty of time to indulge in those ideas. Kristen would clearly be glad to help organize it.Kristen had prepared. I touched the inside and now his other leg while leaning against it, then my hand back into his crotch, the tips of my fingers came up to her slit and entered it just a little.She moved at that time, but so curious: His instep k**ney deepened a bit which resulted to return two of my fingers in it, not substance, of course, but penetration anyway.I waited a moment, not knowing if she was awake, then I began a slight back and forth.Then my Sex extremely tense penetrated to the hilt her pussy wide. I could feel the familiar tight feeling in my balls, radiating a heat I felt in my stomach. I led him faster on my teen cock, thrusting in time with him. I could feel the cum boiling, building, and then rushing up my shaft in seven jolts of heavenly heat. I emptied myself for the second time, this time in my brothers eager mouth. All I could feel was the urge to sit down before my legs turned completely to jelly.He pulled off, sucking the last of my sweat teen cream as he did. "That was fun,".