Chapter 10: Spitroast

At the dinner table Bart kept anxiously checking his phone to see if Milhouse had responded to his message. They were supposed to have an emergency meeting at the treehouse to deal with the Jimbo problem.

"Quit playing with your phone and eat your meatloaf, young man." Marge said across the table.

"Yeah, Bart," Lisa said grumpily. "What are you doing? Texting your girlfriend?"

"Don't be stupid. You know I don't have one," the boy defended himself.

"Oh yeah? Well, where were you this morning?" the girl asked.

"I, uhh, forgot something in the treehouse and went to get it last night. When I was climbing up, I lost my footing and fell down and passed out."

The boy turned around and showed Marge and Lisa the bump on the back of his head as proof.

"Oh my God! Bart, why didn't you say anything? You could have a concussion!" Marge panicked.

"It's fine. The school nurse said it's nothing to worry about," the boy said reassuringly. But his mother and sister still looked concerned. "Anyway, guess what! I scored an A on the history test!"

"Really?" Marge and Lisa exclaimed in unison. The boy pulled the test paper out of his backpack and presented it proudly.

"Wow! I'm so proud of you!" Marge said. She got out of her seat and came over to Bart to hug and kiss him. "I always knew you could do it, my special little guy!"

"Looks like those study sessions paid off," Lisa said, patting Bart on the head.

"Oh, that reminds me!" Marge said. "Listen up, kids! I want you to steer clear of the library for now. Maude Flanders told the girls at the book club today that she had been assaulted by a sneaky pervert last time she went there. She didn't even know something had happened until she got home and her children pointed out that she had some… ahem, fluids on her dress."

"Wow, that's terrible," Bart said. "Where is this world coming to when even libraries aren't safe?"

"When exactly did this incident happen, mom?" Lisa asked inquisitively while giving her brother an accusatory look. Bart began sweating nervously.

"Hmm, I think she said it was on Sunday. That's the same day you were at the library, Bart! Thank god you were spared from that deviant, whoever it was."

"Yeah, lucky me…" Bart said awkwardly.

After dinner, Bart knocked on Lisa's door. He wanted to make sure she wasn't mad at him. There was little doubt that she knew exactly who the pervert at the library was.

"Not now, Bart. I'm busy studying," the girl said. This pretty much confirmed it. She was angry.

Just then Bart's cell phone vibrated. Milhouse had finally responded.

"You want me to break into Jimbo's house?" Milhouse gasped. He and Bart were having a strategy meeting in the treehouse. Bart had set up an elaborate miniature model with Monopoly pieces and toys to illustrate his plan.

"It's no big deal," Bart reassured his loyal henchman. "The jerk leaves his window open every night. You just push aside the mosquito net and get in while he's sleeping."

"I can't. If he wakes up, he'll kill me."

"You'll be fine. He's a heavy sleeper. And in the worst case scenario you can just knock him out with this taser that I swiped off Officer Wiggum."

Bart pulled the taser out of his pocket and showed it off proudly.

"You stole a police officer's taser? Are you crazy?"

"Meh, desperate times call for desperate measures," Bart shrugged nonchalantly. Milhouse hesitated for a while before taking the taser and inspecting it from all angles. "Don't worry. I'll return it afterwards. The fat dummy won't even notice it was gone."

"So what am I supposed to do in Jimbo's house?" Milhouse asked, knowing he would not like the answer.

"I want you to steal a rectangular tin can that contains large white pills. I don't know where he keeps it, but I think it's safe to assume it's somewhere in his room."

"You're asking me to steal something? I don't know about this, Bart…"

"Well, technically it's not stealing," the boy explained. "Jimbo's the one who stole those pills from me originally. I'm just getting them back."

"What are those pills for anyway?"

"It's a complex medical issue I haven't told you about. I'm not going into the grisly details, but rest assured I need those pills much more than Jimbo does."

"Still…" Milhouse frowned. "You're asking a lot. I don't think that a bunch of comic books is worth the risk."

"Ughh, fine!" Bart groaned. He scratched his chin and thought for a moment. "Listen, if you pull this off… I know! I'll have Lisa give you a kiss! On the cheek, mind you."

This offer got the bespectacled boy's attention. "You can actually make her do that?"

"You're damn right, buddy. I'm the older brother, so she has to do whatever I say. If I ask her to walk backwards the whole day, she'll do it."

"In that case, we have a deal."

The two boys shook hands enthusiastically.

It was after midnight that Milhouse arrived at Jimbo's house. It was way past his bedtime and he was shaking with fear. He had texted his mom that he was having a sleepover at the Simpsons house. He felt bad about having to constantly lie to his parents because of Bart's strange requests. But if it meant getting a kiss from Lisa it was more than worth it.

The window to Jimbo's bedroom was wide open, just like Bart had said. Milhouse climbed through it carefully. The room was messy. There were plenty of what looked like deflated balloons in and around the trash can and there was a musky smell permeating the house. There were posters of metal bands and busty swimsuit models covering the walls.

"Jimbo's not in his bed," the nerdy boy realized in horror. "But I'm sure I saw two cars in front of the house, so he's gotta be home. Come to think of it, one of those cars looked familiar…"

But there was no time for hesitation. If Jimbo was still awake but somewhere else in the house, this was a good chance to search his room without having to worry about waking him up. Milhouse pulled open drawer after drawer. He peeked under the bed. He didn't spot anything but scattered clothes, empty bags of potato chips, dirty magazines, and other miscellaneous junk.

Milhouse heard some laughing coming from somewhere in the house. It sounded like Jimbo had some company. They made loud thumping noises and sounded very excited about something. Milhouse was starting to panic.

"Where could it be? Don't tell me he carries it in his pocket!"

Just then the moonlight coming through the window made something shine on the edge of his vision. On the top of the bookshelf, which was filled with issues of Mad Magazine and Playdude, there sat a rectangular tin can just like Bart had described. But why did it have to be all the way up there? There was no way for a shortie like him to reach it.

The boy dragged a chair next to the shelf and stacked some magazines on top of it. He climbed on top of the stack and stood on his toes.

"I can almost reach it…"

He stretched his arm so far that he felt the joints popping. With the tip of his fingers he was able to barely grip the edge of the can and pull it towards him. But just as the can fell off the top of the shelf with a rattling noise, the stack of magazines crumbled and Milhouse fell on the floor. He grabbed the can quickly and rushed to the window. Then he realized that nobody had heard him. The noises coming from the other room indicated that Jimbo and his guests were too distracted with whatever they were doing.

"Jimbo, you're the man!" he heard someone say. "This bitch is sucking my dick like her life depends on it. You've really trained her well."

Milhouse froze. Just what was going on in that room?

"Ahh, yes! More!" came a female voice.

"Oh my god…" Milhouse recognized that voice very well. "Mom?"

He turned around and sneaked out of Jimbo's room into the hallway. It was dark, but it was easy to follow the source of the noises. Peeking around a corner he was met with an absurd sight. His mother, Luann Van Houten was naked on all fours on top of Nelson who was fucking her pussy. Jimbo was behind the blue-haired woman, pounding her ass while regularly slapping her butt cheeks. In front of Luann was Kearney who was grabbing her by the hair and facefucking her. She was being penetrated in all three holes simultaneously and even the huge cock assaulting her mouth wasn't enough to suppress her moans.

Milhouse had no idea what was happening. What were those three bullies doing to his mother? Why would they put their peepees in her mouth, in her coochie and even her butthole? And why did she look like she really liked it? As Milhouse was watching the strange act, he felt a funny tingling sensation down in his crotch. At the same time, his peepee grew many times its usual size in his pants. The boy was alarmed and tried to push his willie down, but it didn't work. But he did find out that it felt really good to touch himself down there when his peepee was hard like that.

"I don't know what's happening, but I kinda like it… Maybe this is why Bart spanked his mom. He must've felt the same way I do right now…"

Right then Milhouse noticed someone a little further away from the three bullies and his subdued mother. It was Dolph Starbeam, the bully with the emo haircut. Dolph was watching the boys do their thing from the side with his pants down. His right hand was around his penis and he was stroking it while yelling obscenities at the helpless woman who was being held down by the others.

"He's also touching himself down there… But he took his pants off. I bet it feels much better when you do it like that."

Milhouse copied Dolph's example and dropped his shorts. He put his hand around his dick and started pumping while imagining he was one of the boys humping his mother.

"Hey, I just noticed," Nelson said. "How come I'm the only one who has to use a rubber while you two bozos get to do her raw? How's that fair?"

"Duh!" Kearney said. "You're fucking her pussy. We don't wanna make our sex slave pregnant. If you wanted to do it without a condom you should've picked either her mouth or her asshole."

"Just be grateful you didn't pick the shortest straw like Dolph back there," Jimbo said pointing at the boy on the edge of the room. "He has to get himself off while we get to have fun."

"Hey, I'm not complaining," Dolph said. He approached the group of four. "In fact, I'm about done."

He placed his cock on the side of Luan's head, rubbing it along her silky hair. "Ahh, I've always loved your beautiful blue hair, Mrs. Van Houten. But you know what would make it look even better? Some white streaks!"

With that he ejaculated on the woman's hair. Milhouse's eyes widened. Was that stuff going to come out of him too?

"HA-HA! You're a quick-shot!" Nelson laughed.

"You're one to talk!" Kearney laughed. "Last time you got her to blow you, you barely lasted thirty seconds. Speaking of which…" He pushed his hips forward as far as they could go. "Check this out, guys! This bitch can take both my dick and balls in her mouth at the same time. She's really come a long way."

"Mmmmpfhh! Glglglglg hpfff!" Luann whimpered in a mixture of pleasure and asphyxiation. Without pulling back Kearney gave a few thrusts as if to force his genitals even deeper down the gagging woman's throat. When he finally withdrew his cock, a flood of thick semen came rushing out of her gaping mouth as she gasped for air. Some of it even poured out of her nose. Kearney blew the rest of his load on her sweaty, tear-stained face, painting the lenses of her slightly crooked glasses white with his cum.

"Hey! You were supposed to swallow," Kearney said disappointed. He slapped the woman with his dick, but she seemed to be too lost in ecstasy to even register what was happening.

"Give her a break, she was just catching her breath after you choked her with your dong," Jimbo said. "Sex is all about timing. Like this!"

Jimbo pulled his penis out of Luann's butthole, grinded on top of her cheeks a couple times and jizzed all over her bare back.

"Alright, get up, bitch," said Nelson who was still under the moaning woman riding his dick vigorously. "I want to cum on you like everyone else, so get off my dick before it's too late!"

But Luan wasn't listening. She just kept on bouncing her hips up and down as if she were possessed.

"No, stop. I don't wanna cum inside the rubber…" Nelson pleaded, but his wishes were ignored. Now that there was only one boy left, Luann was fully focused on pleasuring just him with her pussy.

"Aahhh!" Nelson screamed as he reached orgasm. But Luan kept riding him.

"Yes, yes, yes!" the blue-haired woman repeated over and over. Her huge breasts were bouncing wildly and what could be seen of her semen-covered face, she looked straight-up lobotomized in her cock-hungry lust. "More! More! More! A sixth-grader's dick is incredible! Do me more!"

"Someone get this crazy woman off of me!" Nelson shouted. "She's seriously gonna break my dick!"

"That's enough, Mrs. Van Houten!" Jimbo said authoritatively. This caused the sex-crazed MILF to finally stop. She stood up sulkily and let Nelson's penis fall out from the Venus flytrap of a vagina.

"Crazy slut!" Nelson said. "Next time I'm punishing you by raping your mouth. Let's see how you like it."

"Calm down, drama queen," Dolph said. "Hey guys, since we're done for now, why don't we go stock up on rubbers and beer? I got us new fake IDs."

"Hell yeah!" Kearney yelled and gave Dolph a high-five. Everyone else seemed to be on board with the plan as well. They left Luan covered in semen on the living room floor, not even bothering to throw her a towel to clean up. The woman had started to finger her ass and pussy, since she was still not satisfied.

"I guess it's time for me to leave as well," Milhouse figured. He hadn't gotten the white stuff to come out, but he could figure out that later. Right now his priority was reporting back to Bart and not getting caught by the bullies or his mother. He confirmed that the tin can was still in his pocket before walking back to Jimbo's room and climbing out of the window.

As soon as Bart got the message that Milhouse had completed his mission, he bolted out of his room into the backyard and climbed up to the treehouse. His friend was already there and pushed up his glasses, trying to look cool.

"You got the stuff?"

"Not so fast," Milhouse said. He was acting unusually cocky. "I believe we had an agreement. Where's Lisa?"

"Oh, she's studying. We can take care of that later. Just give me the pills."

Milhouse shook his head. "Not until you keep your part of the deal."

Bart groaned. It looked like the little four-eyes had managed to grow a spine during the heist. But Bart didn't have time for his games. He grabbed Milhouse by the collar.

"Don't forget who you're talking to, man. I'm the boss of this operation, remember?"

"Not anymore," the shockingly unintimidated Milhouse declared. "You clearly need me more than I need you. I risked my butt to get those pills, so if you want to keep bossing me around, you better fetch your sister right now."

"You little dweeb! I'm not gonna need you after this. Lisa belongs to me and no one else. I can just beat the snot out of you and take the pills by force if you won't cooperate."

"Hah, I knew you would resort to violence," Milhouse laughed spitefully. "Maybe you shouldn't have given me this."

He pulled the taser out of his pocket and electrocuted Bart. The spiky-haired boy's entire body vibrated like he was having a seizure as he fell on the wooden floor of the treehouse.

Damn it! What the hell happened at Jimbo's house to make this kid so assertive?

"Fine, you win, Milhouse!" Bart said, putting his hands up. "I'll go get Lisa. Just wait here."

Lisa was playing her saxophone when Bart rushed into her room.

"Hey! What have I said about knocking?" the girl said angrily.

"There's no time for that. I need you to come with me to the treehouse right now."

"Why should I? If you want to have fun with someone, why don't you go harass married women in the library again?"

"That was a one-time thing, okay? Besides, I did get an A on my test, so it's not like I didn't study."

"So it was you. You touched yourself and made a mess on Mrs. Flanders' dress."

"Well, what did you expect after sending me such a sexy picture?"

"You were supposed to look at the picture and not some other woman," Lisa sulked.

"Okay, I get it! I'm sorry. It won't happen again, I promise. Just come with me to the treehouse. We're so close to being able to do whatever we want."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'll explain when we get there. Just come."

He grabbed Lisa by the hand and practically dragged her out of the room.

When the two siblings entered the treehouse, Lisa was surprised to see Milhouse there.

"Milhouse? What are you doing here?"

"You mean you haven't told her yet?" Milhouse asked.

"Told me what?" Lisa wondered.

Bart grabbed his sister by the shoulders and looked at her straight in the eyes. "Look, Lis. Milhouse here obtained something that we need to make mom accept our relationship. And I kinda promised him that you would kiss him in return…"

"What?" Lisa was outraged. "First of all, I'm not kissing anybody! And second, there's no device in the world that will make mom understand what we're doing."

"I beg to differ," Milhouse interjected. "I saw at Jimbo's house what those pills are capable of. If you use them on a person, you can do whatever you want with them."

"So, is it like hypnosis? Are we seriously gonna brainwash mom?"

"It's not like that," Bart explained, although he was eager to hear more about what Milhouse had witnessed at Jimbo's house. "Those pills simply make people more… open-minded, shall we say? They overcome inhibitions and become more true to their feelings. And that's exactly what mom needs, wouldn't you agree?"

"But even if they work…" Lisa said. "Why did you have to tell Milhouse that I was going to kiss him?"

"Well, I had to convince him to help us somehow," Bart said. "Don't worry, it'll be over quick. Just a quick peck on the cheek. After that we're free to do whatever we want."

"Speaking of that," Milhouse said. He dropped his shorts and underwear, revealing his erect penis. Bart and Lisa gasped at the sudden turn of events.

"Milhouse, what are you doing? We were talking about a kiss and nothing more."

"I changed my mind," Milhouse said. His retinas were still imprinted with the image of his mother being penetrated by multiple cocks and he was determined to try the same thing himself. "Bart, you tried to rip me off. You sent me on a suicide mission to Jimbo's house and then tried to weasel yourself out of giving me my well-earned reward. A little smooch won't do anymore if you want your pills. Make Lisa suck my wiener."

"What? No way!" Lisa protested.

"Milhouse, don't you know that girls are full of cooties? Why would you want Lisa to do that?" Bart tried to appeal to his former friend's childish notions.

"Because that's what Jimbo and the guys were doing. It looked fun and I want to try it too! And Bart, here's the best part; you're gonna put your wiener in Lisa's privates while she's sucking me."

Both Bart and Lisa were speechless. Whatever Milhouse had seen in Jimbo's house had totally warped his fragile mind.

"Bart, you can't possibly agree to this," Lisa tried to reason with her brother. Bart looked conflicted.

"Sorry, Lis," he said after a moment of silence. "This is the only way. We'll just have to do what he says."

"But…"

"Trust me, after this we'll be set for life. We're so close to fulfilling our dreams, we can't chicken out now."

"What's wrong, Bart?" Milhouse cut in impatiently. "I thought you said you could make her do anything."

"We're getting to it!" Bart said. He turned to Lisa one more time. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle, since it's your first time."

He kissed the little girl on the lips. This seemed to calm her nerves a little. She still showed a little hesitation as she got down on her hands and knees and moved toward Milhouse's crotch.

"Finally!" Milhouse said. "Say 'aaah'!"

"Aaah," the girl obeyed, although she did have a resentful look on her eyes. But being on all fours like that, she looked so vulnerable that it filled the blue-haired boy with a sadistic urge. He grabbed the girl's head and thrust his penis in her expecting mouth without any warning.

"Mmmmphff!" Lisa gurgled with a shocked expression. Although she had practiced fellatio with various fruits before and was quite adept at swallowing big lengths of them without gagging, she had always done so at her own pace. This was her first time giving a blowjob, so the unpredictable thrusting of the meatstick in her throat was a lot harder to adjust to.

"Take it easy, buddy," Bart said, trying to calm his overexcited companion. "She's never done this before, so you should take it slow."

"No way," Milhouse said. "This is how Kearney did it. And this is how I'm gonna do it!"

"Aaaghhl! Glugghh! Pfwaahwl!" unintentionally vulgar sounds came out of the little girl as tears streamed down her face and saliva dripped from her chin. Her tiny mouth was being violated by a nerdy kid she had never been attracted to in the slightest. It was beyond humiliating.

"Bart, you've got to join me on the other end," Milhouse said. "Let's skewer this little piggy."

"Uh, okay…" Bart said, snapping out of his thoughts. The back view of Lisa's cute little butt combined with her erotic slurping noises had put him in a trance. He gently pulled his sister's panties down to reveal her plump elementary school pussy. She was wet. Despite her protestation she seemed to get some sort of masochistic pleasure from being blackmailed to perform irrumatio on her brother's dorky friend.

"Wow, Lisa! Your pussy looks delicious," Bart said. The shape of his preteen sister's labia was obviously unlike any of the vaginas he had seen in porn. The smooth and hairless pussylips were so much more pronounced and close together, making a perfectly tight slit. It almost felt wrong just to look at something so innocent yet lewd.

Bart licked his finger and carefully used it to open up the entrance to Lisa's yet untainted fuckhole. Compared to Marge's experienced and properly trained holes, Lisa was incredibly tight. Just inserting one finger took a bit of easing back and forth before it was able to slide all the way in.

"Mmmmf," Lisa gave a muffled moan as she felt her womanhood being played with. Now that her inexperienced cunt had adapted to the shape of Bart's finger, he was able to move around more effortlessly. Her tight lips were so tight around his finger that he could feel the blood circulation being cut off.

"Use your willie, not your finger," Milhouse commanded. "That's how Jimbo and the gang did it."

"Sorry, Lisa. I guess that'll have to do for foreplay," the boy said apologetically. But he had no idea how he would be able to fit his larger than usual penis inside the same pussy that could barely take one finger. "Get ready, Lis. I'm gonna put it in now."

He spat on his hand a few times and ran it all over his dick for lubrication. He then proceeded to slowly push it against Lisa's vagina. Even though she was already wet, it felt like pushing his crotch against a solid cement wall. With a lot of gentle jabbing, he was able to force the head of his penis inside.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Lisa gave a muffled scream.

"Please, Milhouse," Bart begged. "At least let her breathe for this part. It's her first time."

"Fine, make it quick!" Milhouse relented and pulled his cock out of Lisa's mouth. The girl immediately took a deep breath like a swimmer who was coming up for air after being underwater for a long time. She coughed wildly while Milhouse slapped her cheeks gently with his slimy dick.

"Thank you, Bart…" she said in between her gasps.

"No problem. I'm going to move deeper now."

He slowly pushed his shaft deeper.

"Aah, you're too big!" Lisa cried. "I can't take it."

"You're doing fine," Bart said, massaging her ass calmingly to put her at ease. "We're almost there. It'll start to feel better really soon, I promise."

He was already half-way in. At this point, he figured that going slowly would probably just needlessly prolong Lisa's pain. Maybe he just had to put all his energy to one big push and the rest would be downhill. Like ripping a bandaid quickly instead of slowly peeling it off.

"Here we go!"

Bart put all his strength into the last push. His huge shaft disappeared all the way in Lisa's tiny hole. It was so tight that Bart thought his dick might snap off any moment.

"AAAAAAHHHH!" Lisa screamed, but Bart covered her mouth so she wouldn't alarm the neighbors. He could tell from her jolting movements that she was cumming. Her expression showed a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Okay, we're good to go," Bart said to Milhouse. "You can use her mouth again."

"That's what I'm talking about!" Milhouse said and offered Bart a high-five. "Let's do this thing!"

The two friends started to spitroast the little girl who had no choice but to take it from both ends. If an outsider were to walk in on them, it would probably look like the two ruffians were gangraping her. Her eight-year-old child-pussy was being stretched open by her big brother's horsecock while Milhouse was putting her supple dick sucking lips to good use. And while Bart resented Milhouse for tasing and blackmailing him, he couldn't help finding it incredibly hot how empowering it was to double-team his naggy know-it-all little sister. She had given him such a hard time for lusting over Marge that she deserved to be put in her place and dominated like this.

"This is what you get for teasing me last night without letting me cum," Bart said as he increased the pace of his thrusting. "How does it feel to lose your virginity like this? Being skewered like a piece of barbeque meat. Not quite what you pictured, huh?"

"Baarhglh! Pflglh!" Naturally the little slut couldn't answer properly with her mouth stuffed.

"Hey, Milhouse. How does it feel to get head from my little sister?" Bart asked.

"It feels great, man!" Milhouse said enthusiastically. "But my willie's starting to feel weird. It's like I'm about to pee."

"Trust me, man. It's gonna feel a lot better than peeing when you let it out."

"Ouphide! Ouphide!" Lisa tried to say.

"Sounds like she wants you to finish outside, dude," Bart said.

"I'm not doing that," Milhouse said. "Kearney said that the woman's supposed to swallow it. So drink it up, Lisa!"

"Oooflplfpflpl!" The girl whimpered, puffing out her cheeks as her mouth filled with semen. At the same time her pussy contracted around Bart's penis, which drove the boy over the edge.

"Aaah, I'm cumming too, Lis! Your tight little pussy is amazing! I'm gonna fill your underage-womb with my hot jizz."

"Glughhaaah, noo! Ahh mighth gheth pregnanth!" she cried with a mix of horror and pleasure. But it was too late. Bart's meat rod felt like one of those cartoon hoses that had been blocked while the water was running until the hose swelled and swelled to an unrealistic size before the water pressure finally released with incredible force. Gulp, gulp, gulp. He could hear audible noises as the thick sperm pumped into his little sister's virgin pussy. He could imagine it flowing under her flesh into her deepest, so far unexplored parts. Bart felt like a pioneer who had discovered and claimed uncharted territory.

Milhouse lay down, basking in the afterglow of orgasm with his eyes closed. Lisa for her part was back to catching her breath. Bart pulled out his cock and admired his work. He had finally managed to creampie his precious little sister. Things could only go up from here.

But this was no time to be standing around. Milhouse was out of commission, so it was Bart's chance to turn the tables on him. The bespectacled dummy had taken off his shorts for the blowjob, so that meant that Bart only had to get to those shorts and retrieve both the taser and the Pheromone Pills. There was no guarantee that Milhouse wouldn't keep blackmailing him otherwise.

"Get up, man," Bart said, throwing the emptied shorts on Milhouse's belly. The boy opened his eyes and saw his friend pointing the taser at him.

"Bart? I thought we settled our differences," he said. "I was ready to call it even. You don't have to threaten me."

"Sorry, buddy, but I can't trust you anymore," Bart said. "You blackmailed me and Lisa. She didn't want to suck your dirty dick, but you forced us to go along with it. As of now we are done. Don't ever try to mess with me or my sister again, understand? And if you tell about this to anyone, you are dead."

"Uhh, okay. I get it, Bart. I'm sorry." Milhouse quickly put on his shorts. "I'm sorry. I just… wanted to get my reward for the pills, you know… I thought you'd understand."

"Lisa is no one's reward but mine," Bart said strictly. "Her ass, mouth and pussy belong to me and no one else. Now get out."

Milhouse looked sad and left the treehouse quietly. Once he was out of side, Bart looked at his sister. She was still lying prone with her pussy oozing cum and her head resting sideways on the floor in a puddle of saliva and leftover semen that she had failed to swallow.

"Haah... Haaah…" she was still breathing heavily but appeared to have regained her composure after the intense fuck-session. "Bart… that was so romantic…" she said weakly.

"What? Getting fucked by two guys?" Bart asked.

"No, I mean just now… when you said that I was your property. It made me feel really happy."

She gave her brother an angelic smile.