Incest/Taboo Unbelievable

"I called Dr. Copper about yesterday and what happened today. She thinks a session with the whole family is needed right now. Then a private one about your episode yesterday. She'll be here at ten, but I'd like for you be home before then so," looking down at the tops of her feet, "I can make sure you have a good breakfast, even if you don't want to be around us right now," Katherine said, slowing lifting her gaze.

"For how long?" Johnny asked, while he had hoped to have a week without seeing his therapist, nonetheless, given what happened yesterday. He had to admit it was probably the right call.

"I told her a thirty minute one with the family would probably be the extent to which you would agree to right now. Your other one the same amount as always. Honey, I..." Katherine reached out to caress her son only to move her hand back when he turned his cheek away from her.

"I don't care if you are. What's done is done, you can't change the past. My friend died because you wouldn't listen, and that I will never forgive you for," Johnny said, holding back his tears.

"Johnny why don't you go pick out a room on the second floor," Janus said, stepping out the door. Her terry cloth robe hid her naked body from the world. Katherine didn't need to know the moment they were alone their night of fun would begin. Watching Johnny through the door as he took his sneakers off by the door, like she had told him to do the first moment she invited him in.

"Thank you, for letting Johnny stay with you," Katherine said, in a friendly tone. Her eyes slyly ran down Janus's body knowing that she was only a year younger than Katherine, it was as if Johnny had replaced her with Janus.

"It's quite alright, Julia was... very special to him. I don't think Johnny will ever truly put her memory to rest," Janus said, looking back to the side door.

"How long have you known?" Katherine asked, quizzically.

"About everything, everything, or just the part about Julia?"

"Yes," Katherine nodded vehemently.

"Two years, and that wasn't an easy thing to get out of him," Janus said, trying to soften the blow. Looking down as Katherine's hands took hold of her left hand.

"Please, please, don't stop talking to him, I had hoped he would open up to us, to me, but I don't see how that will ever happen. It may... no it hurts like hell, but my son needs someone that he can talk to. Obviously, he chose you to confide in. Just please, all I ask is if he says something about harming himself or anyone else, please tell me, I don't want to lose my son to the disease that has control of his mind," Katherine said, with concern and pleading eyes.

"If he ever does, I promise you, you will be the first person I call," Janus said, smiling warmly at Katherine. "You might find this odd given our ages, he and I became friends, he helped me when I was at my lowest as I helped him try to figure out how to be... him again."

"Thank you, I won't pry into your relationship with my son. Just please, inform me if you notice anything," Katherine said, in defeat. Knowing that she would have to live with the reality that she may never have a close relationship with her son.

"Sure thing," Janus said, with a nod. Looking sadly at Katherine's back as she sobbed into her hands as she disappeared behind the tree line that lined the road. She did feel for her, she couldn't imagine what Katherine must be going through. The knowledge that your own child doesn't trust you enough to confide in them must hurt tremendously. He might come around someday, just not today or anytime soon.

Her hips swayed as she entered her house. She heard John in her kitchen. He was always welcome to make himself something should he ever get hungry. Her home, oddly, was his home to, at least that's how it felt to her. She couldn't understand that. A libidinous smirk painted her lips as John's eyes held surprise in them as she undid the knot of the belt of her robe. Setting his glass to the side, closing his gaping mouth before softly kissing his lips as she sank down his body. Her fingers hooked around the elastic waistband of his shorts and underwear. Pulling them from his hips, her canal clenched, her nipples tightened, her pupils dilated as John's semi-hard cock dangled before her face.

Taking a dry swallow, knowing he was going to have to go slow with her. Her husband had put her off dating a man ever again for so long with everything he had done to her. She didn't want to be left in pain from the snake in front of her before the night was over. Sore? Yes, most definitely. She didn't want to be left in pain that she had to heal from before she could have another ride before he left again.

Her lips wrapped around the mushroom top of his growing stem. Feeling it swelling and swelling as her eyes peered up at him as that sprouting rod glided along her tongue. Her hands rested on John's his as his soft, intensifying moans filled her kitchen. Her saliva resounded in the room as her hand stroked his cock as her green eyes burned in hunger while her tongue trailed up the back of his cock. Playing with herself as she sucked on his crown. The tip of her tongue rolling along his meatus to gather up every drop of that clear treat.

"Johnny?" Janus's voice had a sinful tone to it as she gazed up at him. Watching how he trembled as her thumb softly rubbed the underside of his crown in a small circle.

"Y-yeah," Johnny panted. He could feel his balls burning, ready to explode. If Janus wasn't careful it would spatter all along her face. Something that he found himself wanting to see.

"I think I might become addicted to this," Janus purred as her lips slid along the side of his cock.

"Well, you know what they say, the first step is admitting you have a problem," Johnny teased, which earned him a smack on his left hip. His wet cock trailed down her body, through the valley of her breasts as Janus rose to her feet. Watching her eyes flutter as Janus rubbed the head of his cock against her clit.

Janus smirked over her left shoulder as she saw his eyes on her ass as she walked over to the counter on the far side wall. Glancing down seeing that phallus flex as her hand struck her ass. A rumbling purr emanated from the center of her chest at the thought of his hands spanking her tight ass as that cock pounded her from behind. Her breasts swayed and bounced as she slid onto the top of the counter. Resting her back into the corner of the cabinets, her right foot spanned the gap between the counter and the stove top, while her left foot sat in front of the sink, her left arm resting on her knee.

"Come taste me Johnny," Janus whispered in a wanton purr as her fingers spread open her glistening labia. Her breasts rose rapidly as she watched him step out of the pool of clothes at his feet. Biting her lip as her eyes followed very bounce of his cock. Her fingers ran through stands of his hair as she felt his hot breath on her quivering mound.

John felt Janus's thighs tremble as he lightly held onto them as the flat of his tongue ran up her dew coated lips. His eyes glanced up, her eyes were closed, her head pressed against the cabinets. The way her breasts rose as she rapidly drew breath. John hoped he was doing this right.

"Oh John!" Janus squealed as he inserted a finger into her hot, wet, tight cunt. "Add two more?!" she growled as her right hand pawed at her breasts. Whimpering, biting down on her lower lip as she felt John spreading her out. She knew that beast would tear her if she hadn't told him that. "Mmmhmm... right there Johnny! Right there..." Janus released a howled as her folds squeezed the life out of his fingers as her orgasmic juices coated them as John sucked gently on her clitoris. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Such a good boy," she purred sweetly as she stroked the back of his head. "Now get up here," Janus demanded with sultry eyes. "Now Johnny be gentle with me, it's been a long time since I've had something this big," she said, quaking as she ran his crown through her dew laden lips. "Oh fuck!" Janus gasped as she felt the full girth of his manhood.

"God. You're... fucking tight," Johnny grunted as he inched deeper into her hot, welcoming, snug mound.

"Fuck too big!" Her hands pushed hard on John's stomach to keep him from going any deeper. Her breath came out in shuddering waves as her folds squeezed his cock. Her mouth hung open; her eyes fluttered as John slowly eased his cock out of her.

John's eyes were in a constant motion from his cock and to her face. He didn't want to hurt her. He didn't want to be like her ex. He knew her ex-husband was the reason why she wasn't able to carry children. John knew how much that destroyed her when the doctor told her what her ex-husband had done to her. So he kept his eye on how far his cock was going into her. He didn't want her to think he was anything like that man. John watched perplexingly as Janus released two high pitched squeaks before her voice deepened as her moan filled the kitchen as she came upon John's glistening rod.

"Yes Johnny, fuck me. God. You feel so good," Janus panted as her hand rested on John's chest as his rod surged through her canal. Three sharp whimpers escaped her lips as the tip of his cock crossed the line of the eight inch mark. Purring loudly as she rubbed her clit as she stared lustfully at John.

Her hands held onto his ass cheeks as John had been stirring up her cunt for the past twenty minutes and it was -- Heavenly! Now there was something she really wanted to feel. If she couldn't get pregnant then she wanted John to flood her womb with every ounce of his sperm. Janus wanted to feel his seed overflowing her cunt. "It's okay Johnny, cum inside me," Janus cooed as she felt his cock swelling. Her nails dug into his ass as she felt that hot surge of his spunk filling her womb. Little did she know what the doctor actually said to her on that eventful day was: 'It's improbable that you may get pregnant someday, however, it's not impossible.' Curiously, at that very moment that one in a million chance happened; of the thousands of swimmers that invaded her womb one lucky one found that Holly Grail.

The new light of day flooded into Janus's penthouse. She had told him last night when she led him up the stairs to the third floor; that was where she felt the safest living all alone, given the hidden door to the stairwell. It would give her time in case someone -- namely her ex-husband -- ever broke in. Plus, with the widow's walk on the roof of the penthouse she could sunbathe in the nude. Janus had this coy smirk on her lips when she mentioned her lack of tan lines. Which caused his rod to reignite so leading to him taking Janus on her sofa. Now whenever she sits on it she would always remember how she begged and screamed as they soiled that couch. Johnny felt like all life had left him as Janus held him true to the five times last night. Yet as he peered down at the top of her head as it rested on his right pectoral muscle, he couldn't help but smile.

John had to admit waking up to the feel of her breasts against him wasn't all that bad. Okay, it was fantastic to the teenager's mind. Feeling her stirring against him, her hand lightly moved diagonally along his stomach. Her warm green eyes peered up at him, her blonde hair trailed along his chest as she moved along his body. Her eyes softened as she leaned over him. It had been nearly eleven years since she has felt this connection. How she ever so much missed it as her thumb brushed along John's cheek. Her lips embraced his, passionately kissing the man she had made love to until the hour of midnight.

Janus couldn't believe how John had kept her at a state of arousal when they weren't fucking up a storm or slowly making passionate love to one another. "Johnny, this doesn't change a thing between us, I am still foremost your friend. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable to where you can't talk to me. Afterwards," a coy smile rose the corners of her lips, "then you can make me squeal as much as you desire," Janus purred. Her fingertips lightly touched John's genuine smile. It wasn't often he did, most of the time it was forced. She had told him if he didn't feel like smiling then don't force it. She'd rather see the real him than the mask he wore. "Oh? Methinks someone likes that idea," she giggled, as John rolled his eyes.

"Duh, who would be stupid enough to pass you up?" John asked, listening to her breathing as he cradled her right breast. Noting how she so sensuously bit her lip as he toyed with her nipple.

Her pussy might be sore as hell and yet she so wanted to ride his cock once again to show him what waking up to her would be like should John spend more than one night in her home. However, as she looked at the clock, sighing, knowing they didn't have time for some delightful morning fun. "You best get dressed, I don't want you in your session smelling like me," Janus said heatedly, as she caressing John's manhood. "Maybe next time you spend the night you'll remember to bring a change of clothes. Just wait till you see what I can do in the shower," she purred wantonly.

"I'll keep that in mind," John said, sighing into his mind at the time. He thought he had a tad more time before he had to deal with his family. He watched Janus as his shorts slid up his legs, taking a dry swallow at how elegant she looked as she held the sheet to her chest as she rose from the bed.

"I'll walk you to the door," Janus stated smiling warmly at him.

John's mind was lost in bliss as his lips still felt Janus's upon them from the many, forceful, mind-numbing, body-hardening kisses they shared in the shadow of the doorway so no one could see them. Shaking it from his mind, he couldn't be thinking like that not when Dr. Copper was coming. She didn't need to get a hint of what has happened. He always had to keep his guard up around therapists. In his experience they could not be trusted, they would use anything against you just to warp your psyche to their liking. They had already scrambled his mind enough; he wasn't going to let anyone else do it again.

"Johnny?!" Katherine exclaimed as John walked through the back door. How she wanted to get up, to walk over to him, to take her little boy into her arms like she has experienced so often in the past two weeks. Now that coldness had returned, that divide between them returning. She knew if she was standing her knees would have buckled. Her head bowed, her hair cascaded out before her, her shoulders heaved in her silent sob. No one spoke a word as they watched the door closing as John pushed it closed.

"Yeah?"

"I kept a plate warm for you in the oven. Why don't you take a shower and I'll set the table for you," Katherine spoke squeezing Annie's hand as it slipped into hers.

"Okay," John said in passing, only to stop before turning down the hallway towards his and Annie's room. "Annie?"

"Yes Johnny," Annie replied, her eyes stared at his back, her right hand clutched the hem of her dress. She had brought a great many along with her. She wanted her brother to see just how beautiful she was in them when she wore them just for him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take my anger out on you. I'll try to work on that," Johnny said, keeping his back to them.

"Okay," Annie said, with a trembling voice. All night long she had worried that he blamed her for Julia's death as well. There wasn't a day that didn't go by that she didn't plead with her parents to take her with them when they went to visit John. Yet as always they stated that they shouldn't see John in that state before dumping them at their grandparents place before heading to see John. She knew if she had been there she was sure she could've gotten them to believe her... somehow. "I'm just glad your home, and that your safe," Annie said, in a loving manner. The tension was palpable as John walked down the hall without another word.

"Hello Johnny," Dr. Copper greeted as she, John who sat off to her left and the rest of his family along with Ruth and Wanda as they all sat to the right of her in the rearranged living room. She had arrived a tad early to get a room set up to give John the distance he obviously needed from his family. That smile of his that he used to greet her always creeped her out. Every time he did it she could see a little of the madness that he let show to the world. She prayed that no one ever truly got to see what he holds back from everyone, she suspected with himself as well. She noted how Annie, and her brothers inched closer to the edge of their seats, it was as if they had seen that smile before and knew what came with it. She also made a note how he allowed only her to be that close to him, if Dr. Copper could call the six feet that separated them close. "Before we get started your parents have informed me about Julia... Ah hell!" She cursed to herself as she felt the temperature going down to the subzero range as John glared at his parents.

"We," his voice took on a hard tone as he gazed at Dr. Copper, "are not, going to talk about her, understood?!" Johnny stated firmly.

"Johnny... talking about her might..."

"Dr?" Brandan spoke up seeing the look in Johnny's eyes that she was pushing too hard, and she wasn't going to like what came next.

"Not to you," Johnny growled low. The chair creaked; the stuffing of the armrest compressed as his grip upon them turned deadly. "Understood?" he asked once again, his tone hard, his gaze cold at he leaned towards Dr. Copper.

"I understand Johnny, I only want to help you deal with the grief of her death," Dr. Copper said, striking three lines beneath Julia's name knowing if she opened that door it might be a double-edge knife to John.

"I've dealt with her death," Johnny said, into his chest.

"Then why do you still mourn Johnny?" Annie asked, sweetly. "No. He can't be?! Not after all this time," she thought to herself seeing it in his eyes once he looked at her.

"It's the learning to live every day without her that I have trouble with," Johnny said, somberly. "Not something you can help with now is it?" His eyes glanced over to Dr. Copper.

"I can try Johnny if you let me," Dr. Copper stated, while silently noting how that statement pulled the heart strings of the women in the room, if she was truthful, with herself as well. "Now your father has informed me that he went to Raven Dale Sanitarium the other day, he also took a video while they were walking through it. Would you care to narrate for us?" she asked, hoping that if she could get him to talk about it then it could finally help him heal some of the lingering wounds from his stay in that place.

"Why? I don't need to see some rat infested shithole. Some old papers, empty rooms isn't going to tell you shit. If you think that is going to give some magical insight into my head then you're far more crazy than I am. I see that place enough already, why do I need to see more of that... Hell?" Johnny asked, looking right at Dr. Copper.

"To help all of us to understand what it was like there," Dr. Copper said, earning her a look from John that plainly asked: 'Are you stupid?'

"How? Surely, you didn't splice in audio of women getting raped, the screams of the other inmates torture did ya? The smell of your own shit and piss in the mornings because they thought it would be funny to wrangle us into our straitjackets and watch us dance around for twelve hours. Then the days of laying in it unable to wash yourself. Can that video show any of what I just described?" Johnny asked, the shock in her eyes was genuine.

"But Johnny you were always washed, in clean clothes when we came to see you," Katherine said, her Kleenex was crunched in her hands as her eyes quivered as John rolled his eyes before looking at her like she was an idiot.

"Right, like they were just going to come out and show you just what they are," Johnny said, sarcastically. "You do realize that was the only shower I ever got right? Do you even realize what it was like for the other kids that had no one? The filth they had to live in because no one cared? No one cared enough to listen. Someone can only repeat the same plea before that person realizes where he or she stands with said group." His eyes boring into his mother.

Katherine couldn't take it anymore. Surging off the couch, her legs propelling her across the room. Dr. Copper was too caught off guard to stop it, by then it was too late. John's arms flew through the air as Katherine's abrupt hug sent him and her along with the chair backwards to the floor.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry baby, I thought I was doing what was best for you. I thought that place was meant to help you, not making you go through things that are tantamount to war crimes! I can't take back the things your father and I have done in the past. All I can do is help you, support you in carrying this hurt if you let me," Katherine said apologetically, as she hugged her son very tightly. "I know nothing I say will ever make you forgive me. Yet I am truly sorry about Julia, the girl you loved, died because we couldn't see. I never wanted you to experience that sweetheart."

"And yet she did, and I'm the one who has to carry the image of her broken body in my mind. I'm the one who has to stare into those dead eyes of hers every night. Not. You. Now get off your crushing my nuts," Johnny groaned.

"Sorry," Katherine said, bashfully.

Dr. Copper's hand was moving quickly along her pad, this was far more information than John had ever given out since she started to see him as a patient. She knew she had such a big hurdle before her just to address this. Yet she feared that she might not gain the trust she needed with John to help him heal from the pain of his past. "Johnny?" Dr. Copper called out to him, her eyes slyly noting how he rubbed his groin. "Ever since you came to me three years ago, I've sensed an animosity towards me. If you like, if I'm not giving you the help you need, I can find someone you're more comfortable with."

"Its not you, its your profession," Johnny said, matter-of-factly. "I have reason not to trust anyone of you."

"Johnny, does that include me?" Bill asked, feeling Ruth taking hold of his hand as John nodded.

"You more so, you know all them secrets from a past that I no longer remember," Johnny stated truthfully.

"But I would never use those against you?!" Bill said, scooting forward.

"How do I know that?" Johnny asked, confused. "For the past three years, I've been thrust into a life I no longer see as my own. With people I don't trust," glancing at his father seeing the sadness on his face, "so tell me how would you react knowing not one of them would understand an ounce of what you went through? You wait, bide your time until it was time to leave for good..."

"Duke!" Katherine gasped. Her fingers covered her trembling lips when John nodded.

"But..."

"Go on Johnny," Dr. Copper said, reassuringly.

"That's not going to happen... like ever." Johnny had a forlorn look on his face as he stared down at his lap.

Dr. Copper watched as Annie rose from her seat. Lowering herself to the floor before John. Reaching out taking his hands into hers. She kept her curious look hidden as she noted the look in Annie's eyes.

"Johnny, look at me Johnny," Annie cooed her blue-green eyes stared into his hoping that he could see the love she had for him within them. "Trust works both ways Johnny. These three years haven't been easy on us either. You aren't the same boy as when you went in, you wouldn't tell us why or what happened. Every time we tried you would close yourself off like you're doing now. Do you know how hurtful that is to me, to us?" she asked, with quivering eyes. "These past two weeks have felt like I was getting the old you back in part. I wish I could help you get back what they took from you. Maybe in time they will return on their own, I hope so. If not, we can always make new ones, and recreate the old ones," Annie said, feeling her cheeks heat recounting their first kiss. "Yet that can never be if you cut us(me), out of your life," she spoke softly as her thumbs gently brushed along the backs of his hands.

"So you might not be able to live on your own. I can understand how that might suck, but don't you see, we will be there. Life outside of high school is hard... don't give me that look," Annie said, in a sisterly voice as she slapped his forearm. "It will be best for you, Johnny, to have us there to help you when it seems too much for you. Now," gently squeezing his hands knowing what she was going to say next would be hard on him, "please, will you watch the video with us? I'd really like to try to understand what happened to you there."

"Watch it if you want, don't expect me to," Johnny said, trying not to let his fear touch his words.

"Ms. Masters please retake your seat. Let's give Johnny some space," Dr. Copper said, with a warm, kind smile. "Now Johnny if, at any time, you feel like you need to stop you just tell me." Noting the time, they had passed the thirty minute mark, while she wanted to spend the next hour going over what had caused the episode the other day. It seemed their family ties needed the immediate attention.

Honestly, John couldn't remember the day they had took him to that place. He was pretty heavily sedated or that's what he had been told. So when he saw the front of the Sanitarium appear on the TV he felt nothing; nor did he when they walked through the front entrance. The only time he had ever seen them in person was when the police led him out after the county's social services had come in and helped to clean up the children and give hot, filling meals that he and the others didn't have to beg for. John's eyes dropped as he began to study the tops of his legs.

"This is the wing Johnny was in, isn't it Bill?" John glanced up; his left hand instantly gripped the armrest of his chair. That little noise was enough to get Brandan's and Katherine's attention. They watched as their son's breathing began to quicken. The fright in John's eyes as the label for 'Ward E' showed on the TV screen. They were about to say something until Dr. Copper lifted her hand to stay their voice.

"Johnny what are you feeling right now?" Dr. Copper asked, as she watched how he pulled his legs up onto the seat. Noting the way his arms were wrapped around them telling her he was protecting himself from the memories of that place.

"Please.... Please... turn it off," Johnny whispered. The sound of keys echoed in his mind. The sound of them swaying back and forth bumping against the orderly's leg tormenting him. Driving him further into that dark well of fear. The sound of those flat soled shoes on the waxed floor hammered in his ears. Burying his face in the crevice of his knees. Cold sweat began to form on his skin as those wicked, loud footfalls drew near. "Turn it off!" Johnny screamed out. Rocking himself in his seat, his body trembling as his mind tormented him. "P-p-please." The word left his lips in a weak whisper.

Dr. Copper saw how his mother and sister wanted to go to him. Yet she knew that wouldn't go well with John at the moment. Plus, if he was closing in on an episode, she had the training needed to bring him out of it. She couldn't rely on Katherine; she was lucky that John was still somewhat aware of his surroundings to bring him out of it the other day. Dr. Copper couldn't take that chance. Telling them to remain seated as she got to her feet. She normally didn't do this, yet sometimes a soft touch could convey things far more than simple words could. She really did want to help John. Nonetheless, it seemed to her she had to show him she could be trusted. To do that her actions must speak for her.

"Johnny, I hear you, see its off," Dr. Copper said, lightly touching his arm to get his attention as she switched off the TV. "Would you rather speak about this alone?"
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