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Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 4

Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 4
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Caliboy1991

I first became aware of the world again when I heard a voice, “Good morning, Rick. You need to wake up.”

I heard Rick groan in his sleep. His chest was still pressed against my back and his arm was draped over my body. I wondered if the voice was in my dream as I felt my friend’s morning wood stretching my sphincter muscles.

I felt a shake and I blinked my eyes open. Lucy was standing over us, shaking Rick’s shoulder. “Come on, Rick. You need to wake up. Your mom’s gonna be here in a bit. Said you guys have some packing to do.”

Rick finally opened his eyes. We both realized at the same time that at some point during the night we’d kicked the covers off. Lucy could see that we were both naked, spooning.

I moved first, moving away from him enough to roll onto my back, my eyes were searching Mom’s, looking for her reaction.

Before Lucy could say anything, Kat said, “Eww, Rick’s thing was in your butt, Ev. That’s gross.”

Rick had pulled his knees up, trying to hide his nakedness. Lucy’s voice was irritated as she said, “That’s enough Kat. Why don’t you go watch TV? I think I can handle this by myself.”

Kat was ready to complain, but a single glare from Lucy shut that down and she scampered out of the room wearing a t-shirt that mostly covered her cotton panties.

Lucy closed the door and said, “You two really know how to say your goodbyes.”

Rick’s eyes grew round. He’d been expecting Lucy to read him the riot act. From her bemused expression, I got a feeling that she might have something to say to me later, but for now, Rick and I were safe.

She patted him on his shoulder and said, “Rick, your mom’s really going to be here within twenty minutes or so. Now, I suspect she really wouldn’t want to find the two of you fucking each other. She’d probably ground you until your eighteenth birthday. So, you should probably get dressed.”

Rick nodded and slid off the bed and grabbed his underwear and rushed to put them on. I scooched over to the edge of the bed and Lucy came over and sat down beside me. She put her arm around me, gave me a bit of a hug and said, “As for you, Evan. We’ll discuss this later.”

With that, Lucy headed out the door and closed it behind her.

Rick was pulling his pants on when he asked, “You don’t think she’s going to say anything to my mom, do you?”

I shook my head as I found my underwear on the floor. “I don’t think so. If you weren’t moving, though, I’m not sure what she’d say to your mom. But she’ll keep this between us.”

“Whew,” Rick said as he pulled his t-shirt on. “I hope she isn’t too hard on you later, man. I’m really sorry.”

I shrugged as I pulled my shorts on. From Lucy’s expression, I didn’t think I had anything to worry about. Instead, I said, “Well the summer’s more than half over. I shouldn’t be grounded past the start of school.”

We headed out into the living room to wait for Rick’s mom. Every time that Kat looked like she was about to say something, Mom gave her a look that would make Hitler think twice about invading Poland. When Mrs. Shelby finally arrived, Lucy and I followed him out to their car. Rick threw his overnight bag in the backseat before he came back over to me and gave me a quick hug.

“I’m gonna miss you, man.”

I patted him on the back. “Me, too.”

I was still wrestling with how much I was going to miss him. I had just about decided that while I didn’t mind getting a good fuck, I didn’t want to be his or anyone’s bitch.

As the car pulled away, Lucy and I waved a final time. When the car turned the corner and disappeared, Mom pulled me against her front and wrapped her arms across my chest.  “Looked like you and Rick had fun.”

I put my hands over hers. “Are you mad?”

She squeezed me and said, “No. Maybe. I don’t know. Maybe a little jealous.”

I turned around and wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted my chin until I could look her in the eyes, “Are you going to punish me?”

Lucy laughed, “Maybe I should. Kat would like that, I think.”

When we walked back into the house, Kat laughed and said, “You got busted. When I woke up, you and Rick were all cuddled under the sheets. I got up and pulled the sheets down and when Mom came in, it was game, set, match!”

Part of me wanted to be mad at my half-sister. But Lucy wasn’t mad enough to punish me and Rick was gone. Probably forever. I sat down on the couch and shrugged.

Seeing that she wasn’t going to get a rise out of me, which is what she really wanted, she turned back to her TV show. Mom had stepped out to take a load of laundry to the association’s clubhouse where there were some washing machines and driers. Mom had been gone just a couple of minutes when Kat said, “What were you and Rick doing this morning?”

I flushed at the question. I knew Lucy didn’t want Kat being introduced to adult things. I said, “Just stuff.”

With a knowing smile on her face, Kat said, “I saw Rick’s thing come out of your butt.”

I shrugged, “So. No big deal.”

My half-sister giggled at that. “I don’t know. Rick’s thing looked like a big deal. He’s a lot bigger than you.”

“Yeah, so?” I said trying to be nonchalant. “I’ll get big like that one day.”

A few minutes later, she leaned over against my arm and asked, “Um, were you and Rick doing sex?”

My eyebrows arched. That wasn’t a question I thought Mom would want to hear come out of Kat’s mouth. She was only eight years old.

She giggled as she lay there, “I thought so.”

I said, “I didn’t say anything about that, Kat.”

She looked up at me and said, “Don’t have to. I know more than you think.”

I looked at her critically. “Really? I don’t believe you.”

Confidently she said, “Yeah. Men stick their things, uh, I mean penises in women’s, uh, vaginas. They make babies that way.”

I couldn’t argue with that. Lucy’s voice came from the front door. “Well, that’s certainly one topic of conversation I’m glad I won’t have to have with you, young lady.”

I was so glad my mom was back. Kat could get at anything she wanted if she had long enough.

Lucy came over and sat on the couch with us. “I thought I told you to leave Evan alone about this morning.”

I wasn’t sure if Kat was pretending to be contrite. “I’m sorry, Mom. I was just curious.”

Lucy said, “I guess I can see why. Still, I’m not sure it’s something you need to be concerned with.”

Kat giggled. “Mom,” she drawled, turning the word into two syllables. “I know what sex is.”

Lucy looked around me at Kat, “Oh, really? And how is that?”

Kat smirked as she pointed at me, “In addition to seeing Evan and Rick, I snuck in and saw Daddy when he had one of his girlfriends over. I saw him put his thing into her.”

Stop the presses, I thought. That was news. Lucy leaned back and whistled through her teeth. “Really, Kat? If adults have their door closed, it probably means they want some privacy.”

Kat shrugged, “He could have locked the door, Mom.”

Shaking her head, Lucy said, “Fine. But don’t be spying on your dad. If it happens again, I’ll let him know. Now is there anything else?”

Kat obviously had something else to say. I could tell by the way she was still leaning forward in her seat. Still, when she finally spoke it was in a quiet voice, “What were you and Rick doing, Ev? I thought it took a boy and girl to do stuff.”

I glanced at Lucy and she was staring at Kat. Eventually, my mom said, “Well, that’s between Evan and Rick.”

Kat leaned her head against my arm and looked up at me, waiting.

I glanced down at Kat. Even though her head was lower on my arm, that was mostly because she was leaning over, with one of her legs draped over the arm rest. Over the last six weeks, I swear she had closed the gap from three inches to maybe one in our height. Hell, I was pretty sure I was the only one who hadn’t grown over the summer.

I sighed and decided that if I wasn’t honest, she’d see right through it and continue making my life hell over it. “Me and Rick were having sex.”

She giggled a bit. “How do boys have sex with each other?”

I felt really self-conscious, “One of the boys puts his dick in the other one’s butt.”

I don’t know why, but the answer shut her up for a moment as she processed what I said.

“Doesn’t it hurt, Evan?”

“It can.”

Lucy interjected, “That’s true for anyone, Kat. A man can hurt a woman, too.”

Kat nodded as though committing the conversation to memory. After another moment, she asked me, “Can I see where Rick put his thing in you?”

Lucy said, “Kat! Really.”

My half-sister said, “Why not? Ev and me take baths together. Why can’t I see?”

Lucy looked like she was about fed up with Kat. Part of the problem is that Kat was right. When you take baths with your sister, you don’t have many secrets.

I said, “Mom, if you’re okay with it, I guess I can show Kat. It’s not like she hasn’t seen the rest of me.”

Lucy gave Kat a skeptical eye. “Against my better judgement, and only because your brother has agreed, I guess so.”

I stood up and unfastened my shorts. Before I could slide them down, Lucy added, “Kat, one other thing. This is between you, your brother, and me. It goes no further. Do you understand?”

Kat nodded, “Yes, Mom.”

I slipped my shorts off and then looked to Lucy. She gave me a tiny, almost imperceptible nod and I pulled my underwear down. The conversation had already made me a little chubby and within a couple more seconds, I was straining at the three-inch mark.

Kat turned to Lucy, “Rick’s thing looked large enough to hurt me. But Evan’s doesn’t look like it would.”

Mom’s face turned red, so I quickly spun around and said, “I’m going to bend over, Kat.”

Once my head was near my ankles, I pulled my butt-cheeks apart.

With Lucy standing behind her, my half-sister leaned forward and said, “I see your hole. I thought it would be smaller, like mine.”

Lucy was upside down in my vision. I asked, “Is it bigger?”

She put her head next to Kat’s and said, “Rick stretched you pretty good.”

Kat giggled, “Eww, something white just oozed from your hole.”

Lucy said, “Just a second, Evan. I’ll be right back.”

She returned with some toilet paper and dabbed at my hole. Then she said, “All clean, kiddo.”

I stood back up and said, “Any more questions?”

Lucy said, “I think we’re done for now. Go ahead and get dressed. Then the two of you can go clean your room.”

***

After dinner, when Kat was cleaning off the table, Lucy said, “You kids want to go swimming?”

Kat yelled, “Yeah!”

I’ve only been able to wear the Speedos a couple of times, so I said, “Sure.”

Kat and I ran for the bedroom where we both stripped off our clothes as we grabbed our swimsuits and put them on.

We had to wait for Lucy to finish changing so we stood next to the front door. While we waited, Kat said, “Look Ev, I’m as tall as you.”

Her eyes were a little below mine, but not by as much as they’d been at the start of the summer. I said, “Nah, you’re still shorter than me.”

She grabbed my hands, holding them as she stepped up to me, toe to toe and pressed herself against my front. Then she raised her hand and put it on top of our heads. She frowned, “Not by much, Ev. Next summer your younger sister could be your bigger sister.”

When Lucy came out of her bedroom, she was wearing the same blue bikini from the beginning of the summer. I raced for the car, “Shotgun!”

I really didn’t care about shotgun, but my Speedos wouldn’t hide my erection and seeing my mom in her low-cut bikini bottoms tied together at the hips was likely to bring that on.

There was still about an hour’s worth of light when we got to the pool. We grabbed our towels and raced through the gate. It didn’t happen every time we came swimming, but this evening, we had the place to ourselves.

I glanced toward the sun, which was low in the west, and decided I didn’t need any sunscreen lotion and threw my towel down and ran toward the deep end where I dived into the water. Kat made sure that she timed her cannonball to get Lucy as wet as possible.

I came up to my mom squawking at Kat before she jumped into the water to get revenge. I climbed out of the deep end and went for the lone diving board at the pool, it was maybe three feet off the ground, and as Lucy finally reached Kat, I jumped on the board and used its spring to dive into the water and swam toward my mom and half-sister.

By the time I reached them, Lucy had swum to the side of the pool and pushed her butt out of the water, resting it on the concrete ribbon that encircled the pool. Kat was wiping her hair out of her eyes as she yelled, “No fair. All I did was jump in the pool and you treated me like one of those suckers on a dunking booth.”

Lucy’s laughter warmed my heart. “If you can’t stand the heat, Kat…”

My half-sister stuck her tongue out at our mom and turned to me and said, “Throw me, Ev. That was fun.”

Like the first time we went swimming this summer, I had her climb onto my upper legs and used them to propel her across the water. I wouldn’t admit it, but I think she’s gained a few pounds since the start of summer.

When she swam back over, she said, “Crouch some, Ev. Hold my hands while I stand on your legs and I’m going to try to do a back flip.”

She’d yet to turn a backflip. I shrugged, “Alright, Kat.”

I let her grab my hands as I crouched low in the water. She put her left foot on my upper leg. One of her toes brushed my Speedos. When she brought her other foot up, she wobbled a bit and gripped my hands as she tried to find her balance. She shifted her feet trying to get balanced and I felt her foot slip a bit, her heel pressed down on where my soft shaft meets my pubic bone.

She screamed as one of her hands let go of mine and her feet slipped off of me. Her cry was cut short when she fell into the water. When she came back up, she waded toward me through the water and put her hand on my stomach, “Ev, I’m sorry, I slipped. Are you okay?”

I rubbed the spot where her foot had caught me. But she hadn’t hurt anything sensitive. “Yeah. Not easy trying to do a backflip.”

Her fingers brushed against my hand before she pulled back. Kat wasn’t normally this concerned about me and I forced a smile onto my face and said, “Thanks for checking, Kat. Give me a second and we can practice some more, if you want.”

Kat swam over to the ladder near a waterslide for kids. I headed over to Lucy. She leaned forward when I reached her. “Are you alright, Ev? I was afraid she’d hurt your balls again.”

Even after what we’d shared, hearing my mom talk about my balls still made me flush a bit. “Nah. A couple of inches lower and she might have ruined my day.”

Mom’s legs were splayed open as she let them soak in the water, and I rested my hands on her knees. I pulled my eyes off of her blue bikini and looked up at her face, “What if Kat’s accident wasn’t really an accident?”

Lucy said, “Do you think she was trying to hurt you?”

I shook my head, “No, nothing like that. I just think she wants to see me down there again.”

Lucy giggled a bit and shook her head. “That’s what comes from letting her see you and Rick fucking, Ev. She’s curious about boys. And you’re the closest one she’s got.”

I glanced behind me as Kat fell off the end of the slide and into the water. “I didn’t exactly let her see us, Mom. She pulled the covers off us. That was hardly fair.”

Lucy shrugged, “With Kat, is anything really fair?”

“Could you say something to her?” I asked.

“We’ll see, Ev. Although she probably won’t be satisfied…” Lucy’s eyes shifted off of me and then I felt a couple of hands grab my Speedos and yank them down, pulling me under water in the process. I opened my eyes under water and saw Kat swimming away with my red Speedos in one of her hands.

I came up and spat water out of my mouth as Lucy continued, “…until her curiosity is satisfied.”

“Mom! She took my shorts.” I raged as I watched Kat reach the other side of the pool and throw my Speedos against the wooden wall.

Lucy patted me on the head, “Well, go take her swimsuit, Ev. Turnabout is fair play.”

I swam after Kat and I was upset that Lucy wasn’t giving Kat what-for. My half-sister squealed as I approached and she swam toward the deep end, but I shifted directions and caught her where the water was less than four feet deep. I dove down and grabbed her legs and pulled her under. She thrashed and kicked but, like Lucy said, maybe what Kat needed was a dose of her own medicine. I trapped her legs using mine and then had to dodge her arms, but was able to grab the front of her bikini bottom with both of my hands and pulled hard.

With the material in my hands, I sank to the bottom of the pool until I felt a foot kick me in the chest as I pulled the cloth free of her feet. I shot up from the water with the blue material in one hand and shouted, “Yeah. Two can play at that game!”

My aim was pretty good and the bikini bottom landed on top of my Speedos.

Kat burst out of the water, “Mom, did you see what he did?”

Lucy was laughing from her perch on the side of the pool. “Nothing that you didn’t already do.”

Kat turned on me and lunged toward me. “You’re going down, sucker!”

She leapt out of the water and managed to put her hands on my head and pull me under. We both sank below the surface. I opened my eyes in time to see Kat’s hand brush my penis. When she’d tumbled into the water earlier after grazing my dick, I could have excused that as an accident. But dammit, this was intentional.

I swam around behind her and pushed her head under. But I was a step ahead of her. I pulled her top down, trapping her arms long enough for me to keep pulling her top down her body until I pulled it through her legs.

When my head popped above the water, I laughed and said, “There, now we’re even.”

Some girls would have crossed their arms and cried. But Kat wasn’t like that. Of course, she was only eight years old. Her chest looked exactly like mine, so crossing her arms to hide her chest simply wouldn’t have made sense to her.

Instead, she swam through my legs and came up behind me and threw her arms around my neck while wrapping her legs around my waist. Or more precisely, my pubic area. I swam toward the deeper water and once the floor dropped away, I sank toward it and managed to slip around. Kat was relentless, though, and she still gripped my neck even as I faced her. All of this wrestling her trying to get at my dick had turned it hard at some point and now that I faced her and she was wrapped around me, we both jolted a bit when my dick poked her between the legs.

At that point, she released me and swam to the surface. When I broke the surface a moment later, she flashed me a smile. “Peace. You win.”

“Alright,” I managed. I hoped that this moment was the end of what Lucy had referred to as Kat’s curiosity.

Mom had finally climbed to her feet. “Alright, you two urchins. We’re about to lose our light. Let’s get moving.”

Kat and I swam toward the same ladder. I let her go up first. She took the rungs a lot slower than normal and as she neared the top, I could see her puffy pussy lips from below. That was hardly what I needed as I grabbed my dick and tried to push it down. I followed her up the ladder and was thankful that we were the only people at the pool.

Kat was toweling off as I landed on the concrete ribbon. My towel was next to hers and I started to dry off when she said, “That was fun, Ev.”

Lucy came over and said, “Are you going to put your suit back on, Kat?”

The girl shook her head, “No. You’d just make me take it off when I sit on the couch.”

Lucy laughed, “Alright. Let’s get going.”

Kat wrapped her towel around her chest and followed after Lucy, heading toward the entrance. I hurried to wrap my towel around me and ran over and grabbed my Speedos. I hadn’t intended to follow Kat’s brazen example, but they had already disappeared back to where the car was parked. I swore under my breath and clutched my Speedos in my hand as I hurried after them.

Lucy took us out for ice cream on the way home. It was Sonic, so nobody had to get out of the car. After the carhop came out with our ice cream Lucy shifted in her seat to look at both of us. After a long time, she said, “Kat, you’re lucky Evan didn’t get angrier when you stole his swimsuit this evening. What’s got into you?”

Kat shrugged, “I thought he was having fun with me, Mom. I didn’t think he’d get angry about it.”

Lucy put a hand on my exposed knee and smiled at me, “Evan’s a pretty special boy, Kat. You’re lucky he played along. All you lost was your own swimsuit. But I don’t want you doing that with anyone else, ever again.”

Kat scrunched her face up, confused. “Why?”

“Someone else might have hurt you. Evan just returned the favor. Now I want you to promise me you won’t do that to anyone else.”

Kat nodded thoughtfully. “Okay. I promise.”

Lucy smiled at Kat’s answer. Then Kat said, “You said anyone else. So that means that I can still pull Evan’s swimsuit down, right?”

Lucy groaned, “Dammit, Kat…”

I jumped in before Kat could dig herself in deeper. “Yeah, Kat. You can pants me. But a couple of things. First, nobody but us can be around. If we’re at the pool, just you, me, and Mom. And two, if you do, then be prepared to lose your clothes, too.” I thought about her grabbing me, and decided to add, “And what’s up with trying to touch my balls?”

Lucy nodded to me, “See, Kat. Ev is the sweetest boy you’ll ever meet and he’s your brother. You really shouldn’t tease him like you do. Now what’s this about his balls?”

Kat actually hung her head as Lucy spoke. “I don’t know. It’s just that seeing Evan and Rick this morning, I guess I’m curious. I know me and Ev take baths together, but the two of them weren’t naked like that at all.”

Lucy gave me a stare that said ‘I told you so.’

What she said out loud was, “Kat, I really hadn’t wanted to talk with you about sex, yet. You’re only eight. You’ve got years to go before you’ll need to worry about it.”

Kat said, “I know, Mom. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have questions or want to know about it.”

I could see Lucy getting tired of Kat’s persistence. It was my fault that my half-sister was so determined. I butted in, “I’m sorry about the morning, Kat. You shouldn’t have seen that and that’s my fault. But, I can’t change what happened or what you saw, so if Mom’s okay with it, you can ask me whatever you want.”

We’d finished our ice cream by then and Mom had arrived back home. As we were walking in, Mom said, “Kat, if Evan is willing to answer your questions, then I’m fine with that. Go hang your towel and swimsuit up and brush your teeth. I want to talk with your brother for a moment.”

Lucy brought me back into her bedroom and closed the door, “I’m sorry about Kat, Ev. Are you sure you’re ready for her?”

I really wasn’t. But I’d already volunteered to let her ask anything she wanted. “Yeah. I’ll do my best, Mom. Is there anything about me and Rick you don’t want me to answer?”

Mom shook her head. “No, I’m afraid the horse is out of the barn on that.”

I gave Lucy a hug and enjoyed it even more when she hugged me back. At that moment, I would rather have stayed in my mom’s bedroom instead of venturing back into the storm with Kat.

As I turned to go, a worrying thought came into my head, “Mom, Kat’s been trying to touch me this evening. What should I do about that?”

With a sad sigh, Lucy said, “Baby, that’s up to you. You and Kat should set your own boundaries.”

My eyes grew large. “Kat’s a tiger, Mom. Does she even know what a boundary is?”

A few minutes later with a final kiss from Lucy along with her good luck wishes, I opened the door to our room. Kat was laying on top of my bed, naked. I wasn’t really surprised. So, I smiled and said, “Mom says that if either of us are uncomfortable with this, then the other has to stop.”

She nodded, “Okay.”

I stood at the foot of the bed and looked at Kat. She had her hand cupped behind her head and her legs were open a bit, giving me a good look at her puffy pussy. My dick had been hard in Lucy’s room and nothing had changed. “Ask away.”

Kat said, “Is your thing hard right now?’

The towel was tented, so I nodded.

“Can you take the towel off?”

I had already figured out that my dick was what Kat was most interested in. I dropped the towel and came around to the side of the bed and sat down Indian style beside her. My little rod pointed to the ceiling.

I could see her hand twitch. I couldn’t help but smiling. Sometimes when Kat wanted something, she sent plenty of signals. “If you want, you can touch it.”

Her hand reached across my lap and I felt her warm fingers trace along my shaft. “Wow, it’s really hard and also soft. How does it do that.”

Rick had been a fountain of knowledge about sex and puberty. I said, “My dick gets filled with blood and it gets hard. You’ve probably noticed, it happens a lot.”

The girl moved her hand to the bottom of my shaft where my scrotum was nestled against my skin. “I like this better than kicking you to get to see them.”

Involuntarily, I crossed my legs, “Yeah. Me, too. Kat. Tell you what, next time you want to see my balls, just ask instead of kick.”

Kat giggled as she found one of my balls. One thing I had enjoyed about Rick is that his balls hung down below his dick. To me, they looked big, although he’d confessed that his cousin’s balls were even bigger. Kat’s fingers were gentle to the touch. While I felt a bit of discomfiture as she massaged my balls, it wasn’t painful.

“It’s like you have a couple of peanuts, Ev. Don’t tell Mom, but I saw Daddy naked when he was asleep and his balls were a lot bigger.”

I propped myself up on my elbows so I could see Kat better, “Why’d you do that?”

She shrugged and grinned, “I was curious.” She pressed her palm against my sack and said, “I like yours more.”

“Why?”

Kat giggled as she brought her other hand to find my second teste. “Well, I like the way they feel in my hands. They feel smooth and nice.”

I sighed as the feeling of discomfiture faded, replaced by tingle where her hands touched my sack. “Compared to the other balls you’ve touched?”

Kat’s giggle was quiet, almost vulnerable. “No, silly. You’re the only boy I’ve ever touched. What’s it feel like when I touch them?”

I looked down toward my dick, which was happily pointing back at my face. Her hands were cupping my balls as she bent over my midsection. “At first, it kind of felt uncomfortable. But now, it kind of feels nice.”

Kat took one of her hands and moved it onto my little shaft. “What about this?”

I smiled, “Yeah. That kinda feels good, too.” I reached down toward her hand and added, “Here, let me show you something.”

I cupped my hand around her hand and put it on my dick. Even her hand, slightly smaller than mine, nearly engulfed my pole. All I could see of it was my little head next to her thumb. I took my hand away and said, “It feels even better when you move it up and down.”

She followed my instructions as I felt a little tingling at the base of my dick. “Yeah. That feels good.”

After a few seconds, she pulled her hands away from my midsection and lay on her side, her body touching mine. She propped herself up with an elbow and said, “Did you and Rick do that with your, uh, things?”

“Is that what you call it? Our `things?’ It does have other names,” I said with a smile.

Her skin flushed a bit. Had I made our fearless Kat embarrassed? She said, “I know you call it a dick.”

I nodded, “Yeah. It’s kind of a dirty word, though. You can call it a penis when other people are around. But when it’s just the two of us, I don’t mind you calling it my dick.”

She gave me a little smile, “Your dick. I like that. So, did you and him play with each other’s dicks?”

“Yeah,” I said, smiling at the memory, as my dick twitched in the air.

She glanced down at it and I could see she had more questions. “Go on, what’s on your mind, Kat?”

My half-sister said, “You and Rick weren’t playing with each other’s, uh, dicks this morning. Rick looked like he was doing to you what I saw Daddy doing to his girlfriend.”

I blushed. While I really liked that boy’s dick in my ass, at that moment, I wished that Kat hadn’t seen his dick slide out of me. Still, I tried to smile through the embarrassment. “Sex.”

She giggled and stuck out her tongue, “I know what it’s called. It just seems dirty.”

“Then why are we talking about it?” I asked.

A shy expression came over her face. “I think I like talking about dirty things with you. I feel like I can trust you. So, if touching your dick feels good, does sticking it in your butt feel good, too?”

I nodded.

“When you showed me your butt after Rick left, what was that white stuff that came out?”

“That was his cum,” I said.

Kat blinked, “Come? When did he come?”

I could almost hear her spelling the word wrong in my head. “No, Kat. Not c-o-m-e. But cum. C-U-M. That’s what we call it when sperm shoots out a guy’s dick.”

Kat wore a thoughtful expression. “I see. Is that what makes women pregnant.”

“Yeah.”

“Cool,” she said. “Can I see you cum?”

How I wish! I thought. “No. I don’t make any yet.”

I’ll say one thing for Kat. She’s a quick learner. “That means you can’t get a girl pregnant. Right?”

“Right.”

With that ironed out, she moved on to her next question. “I get why Rick would have his, uh, dick in your butt, but did you feel good when he had his dick up your butt?”

Damn Rick for his poor timing, I thought. What I said was, “Oh, uh. Well, not at first, Kat. At first it hurt.”

Shaking her head, my half-sister said, “Then why let him do it?”

I chuckled softly as I thought back to the first night and our second fuck. He’d shown me how nice it could feel. “Once he was inside me, it started to feel nice.”

Kat shook her head. I don’t think it was in disbelief. More confused. “It really did feel good?”

I nodded.

Her confusion slipped away and she seemed to come to some internal decision. “If, uh, I was to put my finger in your butt, would it feel good?”

I hadn’t expected that. Still, she’d played with my balls and stroked my dick. I couldn’t see any harm in letting her play with my butt.

“If you want, Kat.”

I pulled my knees up to either side of my chest, exposing my butt. Kat shifted around until she was on her knees with her head a foot away from my ass.

I felt her finger press on my rosebud. “Hold on. You’ve got to put some lube on your finger.”

“Lube?”

“Yeah, lube,” I said as I reached down and grabbed her hand. I pulled it forward toward my mouth. As I pulled her hand, the rest of her came forward, too. By the time I slipped her index finger into my mouth, her body had pushed my legs out even more as her chest lay on my stomach.

By the time I finished sucking, Kat’s eyes had glazed over a bit as she said, “Wow, that felt kind of weird.”

Still, she took the glistening finger, slimy with my spit and returned to her crouching position. I felt her finger press against my sphincter, wet with my natural lube. I pushed down as though trying to poop and said, “I’m ready. Push it in.”

She did. I felt her finger slide in past my muscles, which were still stretched enough from Rick. I pushed down a bit and then Kat gasped, “Wow, Ev. My finger’s all the way inside you.”

I focused on her finger as I clenched my butt muscles. She inhaled sharply, “Wow. You just clamped down on my finger. That felt cool. Does it hurt any?”

My half-sister’s finger was a lot smaller than Rick’s adolescent dick. “No, Kat. You’re good.”

I could feel her wiggle her finger inside me. I liked the feeling. “You know, what Rick was doing was moving his dick in and out. Do you want to try that with your finger?”

As she moved her finger back, I could barely feel the tickle that I felt when Rick pulled out. She pulled out. “Put it back in?” she asked.

I nodded.

Her finger slipped through without any resistance until she was back in. After jabbing me a few more times, she said, “Does it feel like Rick?”

I didn’t want to tell her no, even though her little finger couldn’t compete with his five-and-a-half inches. Instead, I said, “Let me see your fingers, Kat.”

As I pulled her fingers toward my mouth, she moved forward on top of me so that her chest was just below mine. I could feel my dick poking her in the stomach as I put both of her fingers in my mouth. I’d never tasted my ass before, but thankfully, it didn’t taste too weird. When I pulled them out of my mouth, spit gleamed on them.

When her fingers were free of my mouth, she crouched below me and I felt her two fingers pressing at my hole. There was a little bit of resistance as she pushed both fingers inside. Both fingers together were close to filling the same width as Rick’s cock. As Kat slid her fingers out, she said, “Is that better?”

I could feel her knuckle bump against that spot and I felt a powerful tingle at that moment. I let a moan escape, “Hmmm. Yeah.”

As she finger-fucked my ass, Kat asked, “Why’s it feel good?”

I leaned my head back on my pillow and enjoyed the feeling washing over me every time her knuckle bumped against that spot. “I dunno. It just does.”

She pulled out after a bit longer. I groaned as the feeling that had building on that spot started to fade.

“What’s wrong, Ev?” she said, leaning forward on my knees.

“Do you mind doing that some more, Kat? It was starting to feel really good.”

Kat put her fingers back touching my hole. “My hand was kind of getting tired.”

I wanted her fingers back in my ass. I raised my head and whined, “Please, Kat. I’ll do whatever you ask if you’ll do this for me.”

My half-sister smiled sweetly at me and as she put her fingers back inside me, I briefly wondered if I’d just been played. But as soon as her knuckle dragged across that spot, any thoughts of being played went out the window as I sucked in a breath of air. The tingling had returned.

I’ll give Kat props. She kept on sliding her fingers in and out of my ass as the tingling grew. After a couple of minutes, her knuckle hit that spot just right and I felt like there was a cosmic connection between her and my butt and my dick. My body shook. My butt muscles clenched and my dick spasmed, dancing in the air as an orgasm washed over me. My knees, already pulled up, jerked higher up the side of my body as I gasped, “Oh, oh. Shit! That feels, oh, God. Yeah!”

Kat crouched on her knees, watching me. When the orgasm faded, she looked at me with an amazed look. “Evan, what happened?”

I must have had a silly smile on my face, “Kat, you made me cum.”

She leaned down, her face only inches from my still erect dick. “I don’t see any white stuff, Ev.”

I giggled as I came down from the high of my orgasm. “Oh, yeah. Even though I can’t produce any sperm yet, I can still have the same feeling. We also call it a cum, even though there’s no liquid.”

My half-sister joined me giggling. “That’s funny, Ev. So, boys make cum. And even if they don’t make cum, they can still cum. You know that’s kind of confusing.”

Still, she was laughing.

After wiping her hands on a pair of her panties, she returned to her spot, next to me. “I guess sex is kind of confusing, like that,” I said. “It was confusing to me the first time Rick told me about it, too. Here’s how he explained it. That powerful feeling that I called my cum, there’s another name for it. Orgasm. That’s the sciency way of explaining it.”

“Oh,” Kat said, “I’ve heard that word before. I guess that makes more sense. So, you had an orgasm but you don’t make any cum yet.”

“Pretty much. Where’d you learn about orgasms?”

Kat’s face scrunched up as though thinking, “I was spending the night over at Tonya’s house over spring break. Her older sister, Dora, mentioned that the best feeling in the world is when she orgasms.”

I was shocked my eight-year-old sister knew about orgasms. “Is that all?”

She nodded. “Yeah. When Tonya asked her to explain, Dora just laughed at us and left.”

That wasn’t as bad as I’d expected. Kat said, “Do girls orgasm the same as boys?”

I thought back to that moment earlier in the summer when I had stuck my finger in Lucy’s pussy until she orgasmed. It was really nothing like mine at all. “Girls are kind of different.”

Kat put her arm around me and leaned in, “Have you ever seen a girl have one?”

What had happened between Lucy and me was private. I wasn’t going to share that with Kat. I shrugged, “Rick and I watched it on TV.”

I wasn’t in the habit of lying to Kat. But it was, I hope, safer than the truth.

Kat’s eyes were bright as she said, “Show me how it’s done. Please.” She stretched out the please, turning it into a multi-syllable word.

My half-sister lay flat on her back and repeated, “Please!”

I thought back to my conversation with Lucy in her room. She was resigned to Kat having any of her questions answered. But this was a bit further than just a question.

Her voice was almost whining, “Come on, Ev. You promised you’d do whatever I wanted.”

That was true. My body was still recovering from Kat’s finger-fuck. I gave her a nod as I leaned over her body, “You’re right. I promised.”

I put my hands on her little nipples and slowly ran my fingertips around them. I’d seen Lucy get mine to get hard, so I figured Kat’s would, too. Her little nipples hardened under my touch and I moved my hands down toward her belly.

She drew in a breath when my finger touched her slit. I asked, “You okay?”

She swallowed and nodded, “Yeah.”

“How’d it feel?”

“Like you touched me with a buzzer.”

I pulled my hand back, “If it hurts, we stop.”

Kat grabbed my hand and pushed it back to her slit, “No, Ev. It was a really nice buzzing. I liked it.”

After running my finger along Kat’s slit, I spread her legs wide and rolled myself over until I was in between them. Her outer lips were open and I could barely see her inner lips. I rubbed my finger along the top of her slit, recalling how Lucy had really loved it when I had massaged there.

Kat let out a squeak of a groan. Apparently, she liked what I was doing. As I moved another finger down into her slit, I asked, “Have you ever played with your pussy?”

She giggled, “Geeze, it sounds so dirty when you call my kitty a dirty word. I thought I had, but I never had it feel like this.”

I pressed my finger against her inner lips. “Can I put my finger inside your pussy, Kat?”

She bit her lip, “Do you think it’ll hurt?”

It hadn’t hurt when I’d put my finger inside Lucy’s, but Kat was a lot younger and I could see her little lips were a lot smaller than my mom’s. “I don’t know. I don’t think so, but if it does, I’ll stop.”

I pressed my index finger against her inner lips. It felt as tight as my ass when Rick fucked me for the first time. I stuck my finger in my mouth. If my spit was good enough for my ass, I figured it was good enough for Kat’s pussy. When I pressed my slick finger against her pussy, I pushed a bit and my digit slipped inside.

Kat exhaled noisily, “Wow, I feel that.”

“Does it hurt?” I asked.

She bit her lip and shook her head. I wasn’t convinced, so I didn’t move my finger until she said, “Go on, Ev. I’m not gonna break. Put your finger in all the way.”

Once my finger was in, sliding it in the rest of the way wasn’t difficult. Sure, Kat’s little pussy gripped my finger in a death grip, but I still stuck it in all the way. As the stress on my half-sister’s face faded into a little smile, I slipped my finger most of the way out before sliding it back in. With my other hand, I rubbed at the top of her slit.

Kat opened her eyes and looked down at me. I mentioned once before that she took after Lucy when it came to her face, eyes, and lips. Just like her mom, Kat had a smile that could light up a room. With Lucy, I call it her million-dollar smile. The biggest difference is that Lucy’s smile was almost always near at hand. Kat had the smile, but she gave it out like a Catholic school passes out condoms. That girl lit up the room with her smile as she said, “I never knew butterflies in the tummy could feel so good. My pussy has never felt as good as it does now.”

I kept rubbing with one hand and sliding up and down with the other, “That ain’t nothing yet, Kat. Lay back and enjoy the ride.”

Kat’s pussy was different than Lucy’s. The tiny button under a little hood was a lot smaller than my mom’s, let alone just how incredibly tight my finger felt entombed in Kat’s pussy walls. Even so, it was fun watching my half-sister writhe under my fingers. After a few minutes had passed by, Kat actually started mewing, as she gasped, “Oh, whoa, what’s happening, Ev. My pussy feels really weird.”

“If it hurts, let me know,” I said, as I rubbed with one hand and finger-fucked with the other. “You’re about to cum.”

Hardly were the words out of my mouth when Kat’s hips bucked up and down on the bed, pulling away from my hands. Her eyes were shut tight as she mewed, “Ah, ah, in, ah, cred, ah, ble.”

By the time she’d stopped shaking, Kat resumed that awesome smile. I was surprised that I loved it on her almost as much as I loved it on Lucy. I moved back and lay down beside her. Now I was laying on my side with a hand propping my head up. “I think your kitty turned into a lion.”

She giggled and shifted her hips, so that she rolled onto her side. We were facing each other, faces only inches away. “So that’s what Dora was talking about. Wow. Just wow.”

I couldn’t help but smile at her newfound enthusiasm. “I’m glad you liked it.”

Her smile warmed me from the inside out. “Oh, Ev! Thanks for showing me. I love you so much!”

I can count the number of times on one hand that Kat wasn’t annoying. And right then was one of them. I loved her, too. We were already so close, that it was only the matter of a few inches for my lips to touch hers. Her lips were awkward as she responded. Perhaps it was because she still had that smile plastered to her face.

When the kiss ended, I flashed her a grin, “Anything else you want to know?”

I could see her looking down at my dick, which had never flagged after she made me cum. But she started to yawn, stretching her mouth until her jaw popped. “Can we do more, Ev? Later?”

I pulled the covers up over us as that contagious yawn struck me. I said, “I expect so. Mom’s okay with me answering any of your questions.”

She leaned back in and kissed me one last time. She was asleep almost as soon as the kiss ended.

End of part four

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Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 3

Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 3
by
Caliboy1991

We picked up a pizza from a chain restaurant before going back to the duplex. Sitting on the floor around our coffee table in the living room, Lucy, Kat and I made the pizza disappear while watching the Sunday night Wonderful World of Disney.

Kat was the first to finish. She climbed onto the couch as the TV movie played. Her butt had barely touched the cushion when Lucy said, “No wet swimsuits on the couch, Kat.”

“Aww, Mom,” my half-sister groaned as she stood up and patted her suit.

Then she got a determined look on her face as she pouted at Mom. “Fine,” Kat said and then she pushed her bikini bottoms to her ankles and then kicked them across the room. I was stunned at her defiance and was biting my tongue to keep from laughing as she pulled the top off and sent it flying after the bottoms. Then she plopped down and crossed her arms over her chest and one leg over the other. To top it off, Kat was brazen enough to stick her tongue out at Lucy.

I shot a worried glance at Lucy as Kat sat down, sure that the girl had crossed a line. My mom’s face was inscrutable in the shadows cast by the light from the TV screen. After several seconds, Mom said, “Thank you.”

This surprised me as much as what happened after Kat accidentally kicked me in my balls. Being naked in the bathroom was about my mom’s limit. Otherwise, she’d always expected me to be clothed at least in something. That had been especially true with Kat in the summer. Then, nudity was limited to the bathtub. I think it had to do with boundaries. A child being naked with a sibling in the bathtub was just fine. But for either me or Kat to casually sit on our bed naked had never been allowed. Mom had always practiced what she preached. Apart from her sexy bikini, I’d only seen her a few times over the past couple of years in her bra and panties. And never in less.

Kat smiled as she watched TV. Soon she clasped her arms behind her head. When I got up to throw away the pizza box, she stretched her legs out, crossing one ankle over the other. When I came back in from the kitchen, despite the low light, I could clearly see the slit between her legs.

The couch was a lot more comfortable than the floor, so I said, “Can you scooch over, Kat? I’d like to sit down, too.”

My half-sister had plopped herself down on the middle cushion when she’d challenged Mom. Normally she liked one end or the other, where she could lean against the padded arm rest. My spot was normally in the middle. She shrugged, and moved over to the left.

As I made to sit down, she said, “Mom, Evan’s suit is wet.”

I patted the material. Wet was a bit of an exaggeration. It was only damp. “It’s not that bad, Kat.”

Mom was sitting cross-legged on the floor, but still within an arm’s length of me. She wrapped an arm around one of my legs and said, “Here, Ev, let’s see.”

I shot daggers at Kat, who gave me a big shit-eating grin, as I turned to face my mom. The hand she had wrapped around my leg she left there, on my knee. She put her other hand on my right thigh and then moved it up until it crossed over the hem of my swimsuit. She pressed her hand against the very top of my leg, only a couple of inches away from my dick, which had been minding its own business until that moment.

Lucy gave me that tentative and shy smile again as she said, “Kat’s right, Ev. Too wet for the couch. Do you want to lose the trunks or go put something else on?”

The magical world of Disney had nothing on what was happening now. Kat was really annoying, even if she was naked. But the feeling I’d felt earlier when Lucy had touched me to see if I was alright was impossible for me to ignore as her hand rested against my trunks.

I tried to make my shrug as casual as possible. “I guess I can lose the trunks.”

My hands were reaching toward my hips when Lucy’s hands reached my waistband and pulled. The trunks fell right off. My stiffy, less than a foot away from my mom, waved proudly in her face.

“All set, Ev,” she said as she turned me around and pushed me toward the couch. I sat next to Kat and put my feet up next to hers on the coffee table, my little dick standing up from my crotch like a lightning rod. I stole a glance at my half-sister’s face and she was staring at my little pole.

I tried to focus on the Disney movie, but I was naked on the couch, sitting next to an equally naked Kat. It really was a lost cause. There’s no way I could pay attention. When the next commercial break came, Lucy unwound herself from her position on the floor and stood up.

“I don’t see how you kids can sit down there for hours,” she said as she took the cushion next to me.

At this, Kat turned and said, “You gotta follow the rules, too. It’s not fair.”

Mom said, “I checked. My suit’s dry.”

Kat leaned over me, and reached over and touched my mom’s bikini bottom with one of her hands. To keep from tipping over on me, her other hand lay where my leg and hip come together. “Nope. That’s still damp.”

Kat’s chest was pushed against mine as she added, “Go on, Ev. Feel it. She’s still wet.”

While my mom’s million-watt smile was nowhere to be seen, she glanced over to me and gave me that same shy and hesitant smile. At Kat’s urging, and suspecting that mom’s smile was her permission, I reached over to touch my mom’s bikini. She spread her legs a bit, giving me access to the front of her suit. It was the same place on her as Kat’s slit. My fingers touched it first and then I rested my palm on the material.

The blue cotton material was damp. Slightly more so than my trunks had been. I found my lips curving up as an uncertain smile crossed my face. In a very quiet voice, I said, “Kat’s right, Mom. Your suit’s wet.”

Kat’s voice held a triumphant note, “See, I told you. You gotta take your swimsuit off, Mom.”

With a soft sigh that was barely audible Lucy said, “Rules are rules.”

I pulled my hand away as she lifted her hips up and slid the bikini bottoms down. That was the first time I recall ever seeing Lucy naked. It was the first time I ever saw any woman naked. Of course, Kat doesn’t count.

Lucy leaned back and rested her feet on the coffee table next to mine. I was mesmerized by my mom’s slit. Before I could process what I was seeing, Kat, still leaning across me, said, “I thought women have hair down there. Like Daddy does.”

Lucy’s entire pubic area was as smooth as mine or Kat’s, even in the slit. She said, “A lot of people don’t like having pubic hair and get rid of it.”

I’d never thought about that before. After all, Rick’s was the only other body that I’d seen much of and he was as proud as he could be of his pubes. I was confused. “Why?”

Mom ran her hand across her mound, “Hygiene is a big reason a lot of people remove their hair. It’s a lot easier to keep myself clean down here when there’s no hair.”

Kat eyed Lucy, “Doesn’t seem like a very good reason to me. Is that all?”

I saw my mom flush a bit as she replied, “Well, some people do it for other reasons.”

Kat said, “That’s no answer. Why else would you get rid of it?”

Lucy said, “It’s private, Kat.”

Kat shrugged, obviously tiring of Mom’s evasive answer, and returned to her seat and I felt I could breathe normally now that she wasn’t leaning against me.

Clearly the reason was something personal. But I could see Kat’s point of view. Kat and I were naked as jaybirds and Mom only had her top on. Private things were kind of out the window, by now.

I leaned over to get a better look. This was entirely new territory for me and I moved my head from side to side. She really had no hair down there.

“Wow,” I said. “How did you get it so smooth?”

“It’s been a little while now, but I used to go in to get something called electrolysis done. It’s permanent. Keeps the hair from growing back.”

“Nice,” I murmured.

When the movie ended, Mom leaned over against me, pressing the blue cloth of her top against my arm to see Kat. My half-sister was asleep. At some point, she’d put her feet on the floor and spread her legs. There was enough light coming from the kitchen for me to see that the puffiness I’d seen earlier was an outer pair of lips. Inside was an inner set of lips.

Mom whispered, “Help me get her into bed, Ev.”

When we stood, I was relieved to find that my stiffy was gone and that my little bullet was just a string bean, hanging down from its perch. With Mom on one side and me on the other, we helped Kat to her feet. Once we got her into our room, I pointed to my bed. The girl was more likely to fall right back to sleep if she didn’t have to climb the ladder to the top bunk.

Once Kat was laying in my bed, I climbed on the bed to pull the bed spread back over her. She mumbled something inaudible before her breathing became deep.

I retreated to where Mom stood and turned back to look at Kat. Lucy stood behind me. I could feel her chin propped up and resting on top of my head. Her hands wrapped across my chest as she pulled me into a little hug. I enjoyed the moment, feeling close with Lucy. Still, I didn’t really want to stare at Kat any longer than I had to. “Can I stay up and watch another show?”

I followed Mom from the bedroom. She turned and silently closed the door. “Sure, Ev.”

On the way back to the living room, my mom turned the light off in the kitchen before she resumed her spot on the couch and put her legs back on the coffee table. The long way to my seat ran around the coffee table. The short way was to step over my mom’s legs and plop myself into my seat.

Before Rick deflowered my ass and turned me into his cocksucker, I would have gone a mile or more out of my way to avoid stepping over my mom’s legs while being naked. I wasn’t the same Evan that I was before. So, I stepped over my mom’s legs, turning my hips so that she got a look at my still flaccid dick, before I sat down beside her.

Another show was already going as I pulled my feet up onto the couch and pushed them down toward where Kat had sat earlier. This shifted me a bit and my body pressed against my mom’s arm. There it was again. I liked that hesitant and shy smile. She moved me just enough to free her arm from between our bodies and put it around me and draped it across my chest.

At the first commercial break, Lucy retracted her arm and sat up. She pulled one leg onto the couch and tucked it under the other. Looking down, her legs were spread and I could see her lips open a bit. Even the poor light from the TV couldn’t hide that her face was crimson as she said, “Evan, I think we need to talk.”

I mirrored her, sitting up and tucking my foot under the other leg. This left my legs splayed open, although with a boy’s dick that really doesn’t matter. I could tell that things today had gone in a direction she probably hadn’t expected.  Still, I smiled at her. “Sure, Mom.”

She reached out to me and ran her finger along my face. For a brief moment my world lit up as she sent that million-watt smile to me, “Mothers are never supposed to admit that they have a favorite child. So, if you ever tell Kat that you’re my favorite, I’ll deny it.”

The smile disappeared and was followed by a very somber expression. “I think I let things go too far because, you’re not just my favorite child, but you’re my favorite person in the whole world. Giving you hugs and feeling you against me has been, I don’t know, really nice.”

This was her moment. But she needed to know how much I agreed with her. I know my skin flushed as I thought about the day at the pool. “I know. It was really nice. Especially when you held me. I hope I don’t ever get too big for you to hold me and give me hugs.”

Lucy was quiet for a moment and I looked into her brown eyes, lit up by the light of the TV. I saw a glimmer of the shy, hesitant woman looking back at me. Mixed in with that was worry and fear. Her hand tremored when it rested on my shoulder. “I love your hugs, Ev. I love holding you close and don’t ever want to lose any of that. Should I have touched you? Should I have gotten naked with you and Kat and watched the movie? Am I going too fast down a road with no clue where it’ll end up?”

Even at almost eleven, I recognized a rhetorical question when I heard it. She wasn’t asking me, but herself. Still, I knew the answers that my mind was giving. I reached out my hand until my fingers reached an ear. I moved it until my thumb and forefinger cupped her chin. “Kat had a lot of fun today, especially when we got home. I think she enjoyed watching the movie naked. I know I did. I’m glad you let us.”

My voice faltered as I dropped my hand, putting it between her breasts, “I, I, uh, liked it even more when you joined us on the couch.”

Lucy covered my hand with one of hers, “You’re the sweetest boy in the whole world, Ev. I love you so much.”

I think a tear beaded in my eye as I said, “I love you, too, Mom. More than anyone in the whole world.” And you know what? I meant it. Oh, even as I said it, I was thinking about the tender way that Rick had finally fucked me two nights before. I just loved Lucy so much more.

Thinking about Rick made my little bullet come to life.

A giggle escaped Lucy’s lips. “Here I am trying to figure out boundaries, Ev, and you go and get another erection. God, you’re so cute.”

Her full lips were filled with emotion and stirred the butterflies within me. I didn’t want to say anything to cause a problem or have her retreat back inside her “mom shell.” With uncertainty filling my insides, I let my hand fall past her chest until it came to rest on her hip. Then I leaned forward, angling my face up until my lips brushed hers. My lips were puckered when they met Lucy’s. I kept them pressed against hers for several long seconds. Then she returned the kiss and I felt my heart do backflips in my chest as she wrapped her arms around my back.

When the kiss finally ended, I know I was in a bit of a hazy daze, but the smile on my face elicited something new from Lucy. That beautiful shyness was still written on her face. But in place of that timid hesitancy, there was something else. Approval.

***

The kiss didn’t last long enough, or perhaps it lasted too long. I don’t know. But when Lucy broke the kiss she leaned back in her seat and returned her arm around my shoulder, letting her hand rest on my chest. I loved that my naked body was pressed against hers. I enjoyed letting my eyes roam over her pussy.

When she noticed, she rubbed my chest and said, “I guess without any hair, it kind of looks like Kat’s.”

It was true, I nodded. “Sort of. Kat’s looks a little puffy. Not like yours.”

I watched my mom’s fingers go to her slit. Her fingers spread her lips a little. “That’s because Kat’s a few years away from puberty. That puffiness will go away by the time she’s twelve or thirteen.”

Something Lucy said earlier came back to me then, “Uh, Mom, when you told us earlier that there were other reasons for getting rid of your hair you said it was private. Why is that?”

Lucy continued rubbing my chest with one hand, caressing my little boy nipples. “Well, I don’t want Kat thinking about adult stuff yet, Ev.”

With the hand that she’d had on her slit, she took my hand and placed it on her smooth pubic mound. I gasped at how smooth it felt. She nodded and put her hand over mine and moved it around. “Feel that?”

All I could manage was a vigorous nod. She kept my hand moving as she added, “Me, too. Your smooth hand rubbing against my hairless…”

She paused, as she gazed into my eyes.

“What, Mom?” my quiet voice pled.

She giggled a bit as she resumed, “Against my hairless pussy feels really good. A whole lot better than if I had hair.”

“Oh,” I said. I’d never thought about it before. I don’t know why my hand rubbing on her smooth pussy reminded me of Rick, but I wondered what it would feel like if the man had a bunch of pubes. I must have been feeling pretty confident. “What if the man has a lot of hair. It doesn’t seem like it would feel as good.”

Lucy pressed her hand down on mine and I enjoyed the silky feel of her skin. “I suppose. I’ll tell you a secret, though, Ev.”

I glanced up at her face as she leaned toward mine. “Since Kat’s father and I divorced, I haven’t been with anyone. Yours is the first dick I’ve touched in years.”

Her response shouldn’t have surprised me. Outside of a few dates that hadn’t gone past the first, my mom didn’t get out much. Still, when I thought of the powerful feelings that I’d felt when Rick fucked me, I was sad to think that my mom hadn’t known that feeling since Kat’s dad left and that had been more than five years, now.

My curiosity got the better of me. I asked, “If you did, uh, get together with someone, would it be more enjoyable if he had hair or didn’t?”

Mom moved my hand down, and before I knew what she was doing, my finger bumped into her slit. For a very long moment, her hand guided mine back and forth across her slit. Her other hand had been casually rubbing my chest. Now, though, she reached down, running her hand down my front until she brushed my erection. I jumped a bit, not expecting her to touch my stiffy. Other than frequently grazing the base of my shaft, she was running her hand over my pubic bone. The tingling between my legs made me feel pretty good.

When she answered, my hand was on her pussy and hers was rubbing my pubic bone. Her voice was almost a purr when she finally answered, “I know what I want my next lover to be like.”

One of my fingers slipped between her lips, causing her to gasp before she continued. “He’ll be handsome. He’ll have a beautiful smile. When he makes love to me, he’ll be gentle. A man with a big penis can hurt. So, he won’t be huge and he’ll be as smooth as the day he was born.”

By the time Lucy finished, my heart was pounding, flooding with emotions. At the same time my stiffy was quivering from the tingling running through my body. Something in me told me who she had in mind and my head reeled.

I shifted a bit in my seat, pushing up with my butt. Lucy’s fingers slid along my small, aching stiffy. She gripped it. My fingers were still fiddling with her slit. I pushed my index finger deeper into the slit until it reached her inner lips. She thrust her pelvis forward and my finger slipped inside her hot opening. We both gasped aloud.

“Please, Evan, put it in deeper, baby.”

It didn’t take much for my finger to disappear into the tight walls of Lucy’s pussy. She pushed with her pelvis, grinding her slit against my hand. “More, baby. Don’t stop.”

Stop? Hell, no. Lucy was doing half the work as she rocked back and forth. Still, I was more than happy to do the rest. She bit her lower lip as she strained, pushing her pussy against my hand. She made a high-pitched noise in her throat as she spasmed against my hand, again and again.

Rick and I had fucked around enough for me to know that Lucy was having her own cum. I did my best to keep my finger sliding in and out of her pussy even as it got wetter and wetter. Lucy had spasmed on my finger for more than a minute before she finally reached down and pulled my digit out of her pussy. She was gasping for air. Before I knew it, she leaned back into my face, her lips hungry for mine. Her lips had barely touched mine when I felt her tongue against my lips. Thanks to Rick, I knew what to do and I enjoyed the electrical currents running through my mouth as she explored every inch of it.

She wasn’t the only one winded when we broke the kiss. Drawing in a ragged breath, she whispered in my ear, “Oh, Evan, that was fucking great!”

That alone made me tingle all over. My mom hadn’t let me cuss around her before and she hardly ever cussed around me. About the only exception is when someone cuts her off when she’s driving.

Lucy sat with her legs spread open and her head leaning back against the couch’s seatback. Her face glowed as she sent me another smile, basking in the afterglow of her cum. The hand she had put on my stiffy returned, now that she had climaxed and she picked up where she had left off.

I leaned back and pushed my dick up. The feeling of Lucy stimulating me was amazing and I wanted her to have complete access to my stiffy. She leaned back toward me, “Wow, Ev. I have a confession.”

“Yeah,” I said as the tingling coursed through me.

“Even Kat’s father never got me off like you did. I haven’t cummed like that since your dad fucked me.”

My eyes grew round in surprise. My mom never talked about my father. Whenever I asked, she had always told me she’d tell me later.

“What was he like?” I asked.

She stopped stimulating me but kept her hand in place. “Evan was the sweetest boy I’d ever met. I guess you didn’t know you were named after him.”

“What happened to him, Mom? You’ve never told me anything.”

Lucy leaned against me, her body pressing into mine. I could feel the silkiness of her smooth pubic bone against my thigh. “He moved away before I found out I was pregnant.”

“Was he your high school boyfriend?”

Lucy shook her head, “No. I was babysitting for his family. It was him and two younger sisters. When they moved away, the girls were eight and ten. He was nearly thirteen. I’d been babysitting for the family since I was fourteen and Evan was ten.”

She paused, her eyes had lost focus, as she relived long repressed memories. I put my hand on her chest, resting it between the blue cotton that covered her boobs.

She smiled at me and continued, “I guess he and I started fooling around a few months after I started babysitting, when his sisters had gone to sleep. He was young and, at first, he couldn’t get me pregnant.  Although God knows, we fucked like rabbits. He was so enthusiastic and the thing he liked most was making me cum. Actually, your dick looks a lot like his did when he was your age. I guess I got complacent because after a couple of years, I got pregnant with you.”

“Why didn’t you say anything, Mom?”

She offered one of the saddest smiles I have ever seen on her beautiful face. “For the same reason that nobody outside this house will ever know about you and me.”

It made sense. I smiled at her as I pushed her hand back to my stiffy. “I think you’ve got a thing for boys named Evan.”

I giggled as I said it. She visibly relaxed and molded her body against mine. “I guess so. I love you so much, Ev.”

Her kisses sent tingles through my face, then through my chest as she lowered her lips onto my nipples. I loved the way her tongue danced across my skin. Her tongue licked my chest and belly as she lowered her head.

She licked my tight innie bellybutton. The tingling was incredible. Then she licked me down my abdomen, all the way down to the base of my shaft.

I couldn’t help myself as I moaned. Her tongue licked around my base, making her way up until she slid her lips over my little mushroom head. It was all I could do to not cry out in pleasure.

As my stiffy slid deeper into her mouth, I decided right then that Rick was a novice at giving blowjobs. Lucy’s tongue darted around, sliding over my glans and slipping into my piss slit. She had taken all of me into her mouth. I know three inches isn’t much, but it was everything I had. And my mom took everything I had and made it her own in that moment.

The tingling crept up on me as she sucked and swirled my shaft around in her mouth. It reached my stiffy’s head and grew more intense. Any moment now and she would tip me over the edge and I would erupt.

I lost track of time as I stayed on the edge of that explosion. Was it thirty seconds? A minute? Two? I don’t know. Time had no meaning as her tongue brought me to the edge. And kept me there.

She slid her tongue against my shaft and started bobbing up and down with her mouth. The dam burst. My little stiffy bucked in Lucy’s mouth as it tried to shoot cum that my balls couldn’t make. And every jerk and spasm washed over me. My spasming had stopped and Mom finally let my little bullet slide from her lips. And I was barely hanging on to my consciousness. It had been the second-best orgasm in my life. The only one that had eclipsed it had been when Rick had taken me from behind and slowly and gently fucked me. And only because of that spot that rested between my dick and my ass that made me orgasm.

When she lifted her head, Lucy gave me a smile and said, “How’s that for an `I love you’ moment, Ev?”

I cuddled against her, “You can tell me I love you like that any time you want, Mom.”

***

Light seeped in through the curtains even though they were closed. A smile creased my face as I recalled last night. Lucy sent me to bed with a final kiss and a promise that when the summer was over and Kat was back with her father, we would be able to explore just how far the boundaries of our love extended. I had crawled into bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and realized something heavy was on top of me. Glancing down my chest, I saw Kat. Her soft snores told me she was still asleep. Sometime during the night, she’d thrown one of her legs across one of mine. An arm was also tossed across my chest. She was sleeping on her side pressed up against me.

I pushed the bedspread down until my morning stiffy popped into view. I grinned at it. It was my energizer bunny, all ready to go again after the tongue-lashing Lucy had given it last night. Kat’s right leg was resting on top of my leg and her girl parts were pressed against my hip. My dick twitched when I realized how close Kat was to it.

Kat had already touched me on my balls yesterday. Getting her to do it some more might not be so difficult, I rationalized. But then I thought about last night. I loved replaying in my head my hand on Mom’s pussy lips and her lips on my stiffy. Messing around with Kat wouldn’t be anywhere near as good as being with Lucy.

Before I could figure out how to extract myself from under Kat, the door cracked open and Lucy slipped into the room. She was wearing a long tee shirt that ended a few inches above her knees. When she looked at me, Lucy’s eyes were a bit pensive and the shy and hesitant look had returned. In two steps she was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over me. She mouthed, “Are you okay?”

Not wanting to disturb Hurricane Kat, I mouthed back, “Yes.” Of course, I was okay. Better than okay. I’ve always loved Lucy. She’s been an awesome mom. Now, though, my feelings ran even deeper as I realized there was so much more to love than what I’d known before.

Her hesitancy didn’t stop her from leaning down and giving me a quick peck on the lips. I could tell that she was still worried about last night. I might be almost eleven, but I knew that most moms didn’t give their sons blowjobs. Still, before last night, when she came in to wake me up her kisses would have been on the cheek or the forehead. Kissing my lips was, I think, her way of acknowledging the change in the relationship. After all, it’s not like she could have gone down on my morning stiffy with Kat laying on me.

The soft snoring and light breaths against my chest stopped as Kat stretched and groaned. Her eyes were still closed though. Her hand that reached across me, closed down on my ribs as she squeezed me. Her body pressed even harder against my other side. Then she blinked as she woke up.

“Mhm, I don’t remember coming to bed.”

Mom leaned across me and planted a kiss on the girl’s cheek, “You fell asleep before the show was over. Ev and I got you into bed.”

Kat looked at me. I could tell she was trying to decide a response. “Too hard to put me in my own bed?”

The bunk bed wasn’t two twin beds, one on top of the other. The top bed was a twin, but the bottom was full sized. So, had she not been pressed up against me, there actually was plenty of room for the two of us.

Mom said, “Yep. We just couldn’t get you up the ladder without waking you.”

Kat became more awake by the second and she used one of her fingers against my rib to dig into it a little. Fortunately, I wasn’t very ticklish. Still, I giggled a bit. She said, “You’re crowding me, Ev.”

That’s when she saw my stiffy near her leg. She gave a pained and loud sigh and gave Mom an even more pained expression. “Mom, he’s hard again. Is he always like this?”

I could hear the exaggeration in her voice and knew Kat was being difficult because she found it fun.

“More and more,” Lucy said.

Kat groaned, “Tell him to stop. He could hurt somebody with that thing.”

Me and Mom burst out laughing. Kat was a bit scandalized, until Mom said, “Sweetie, believe me, if Evan could control it, he would. But at his age, boys’ penises have minds of their own.”

Still mustering mock indignation, Kat said, “Just doesn’t seem fair.”

I guess she wanted to make sure I knew she was having fun at my expense. Her right leg, already on top of my leg, slid upwards until it gently met my stiffy. Then she pushed her face against mine and kissed my cheek.

She rolled over me, her pussy sliding across my pubic bone, and got out of bed. “I gotta pee.”

A moment later, we heard the splash of urine hitting the toilet bowl and Mom leaned forward, “She’s a handful.”

“I know,” I whispered back.

The concerned look in her eyes returned, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

My voice became insistent as I whispered back, “Yes.”

Showing her I meant business, I leaned my head forward and found her lips with mine. I slipped my tongue into her mouth. When I heard the water faucet in the bathroom turn off, I broke the kiss and gave Lucy my best smile.

When Kat came back in, Mom’s voice was her cheerful self, “Alright, breakfast in ten, and then we’re going shopping.”

Kat jumped up and down with glee. I groaned. It was almost a ritual. The Monday after Kat arrived each June, we’d head out to go shopping for clothes and stuff. When Mom and Kat’s dad divorced, neither paid the other child support. Mom was too poor. Working as a teacher’s aide in my school really didn’t make for easy living. And Kat’s Dad was a contractor, who made a lot of money, but because my half-sister lived with him for nine months out of the year, neither was required to pay the other child support. But Kat’s dad still sent my mom money each month during the summer. Mom must have cashed the check and was ready to splurge.

***

“Happy birthday, Evan,” Rick said as he came into the living room. I’d talked Mom out of a pizza party. It was summer and the only friend I really saw when school was out was walking through the door. Plus, when we’d gone shopping a couple of weeks ago, she’d gotten me a few things, like a swimsuit that actually fit and some more summer clothes. I didn’t want Lucy spending a bunch of money on me that Kat’s dad sent over.

I took the birthday gift and set it on the kitchen table, “Thanks, man. Did you bring your swimsuit?”

“Yeppers. It’s right here,” Rick held up his book bag from last year. “Even got a change of clothes.”

When Rick’s mom appeared at the door, Lucy invited her in, but Mrs. Shelby said, “Meeting Dan when he gets off work in a bit. What with Rick spending the night over here, it’s date night in the Shelby household.”

“Sounds fun. Glad we can help,” Mom said. A couple of minutes of small chat later, she closed the door and said, “Pizza first or swimming?”

Kat came into the living room, already wearing her little two-piece swimming suit. “Don’t I get a vote?”

I stuck my tongue out, “It’s my party, kid.”

She stuck her tongue right back at me as she put her fists on her hips. Rick was laughing and said, “I vote for swimming.”

Three to zero, I thought. But I wasn’t going to let Kat know that. “Fine,” I growled.

I headed toward our bedroom, “Come on, Rick, let’s get changed.”

I closed the door and turned around. Rick’s shorts and underwear were already around his ankles and he was waving his dick in my direction. In a low voice, he said, “Daddy came to play.”

He and I hadn’t spent the night since Lucy and I had made out in the living room. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about his dick up my ass. But even more, images of Lucy filled my mind when I’d lock myself in the bathroom to play with my stiffy. Still, if the opportunity came, I knew I’d not refuse his cock.

I probably annoyed Rick when I ignored him as I fetched my new swimsuit from the chest of drawers. I turned and held them to my waist. “Check out this bad boy.”

When we’d gone shopping with Kat’s July check, Mom had offered to buy me a swimsuit that actually fit. We looked at a few pair, but they were all pretty plain. When Kat was off looking at something else, I told my mom that I thought that her and Kat’s skimpy suits were really cool. Later, we went into a sporting goods store, where she took me over to the competitive swim aisle. She pointed at one of the swim suits. My eyes must have bugged out. “Holy crap,” I said, “Boys wear those?”

She nodded, “Yeah. Especially if they swim competitively.”

When she handed me the suit, I put it up against my waist. I could see it would cover what it had to, but not much more. “I don’t know, Mom. What do you think?”

“I think you’ll look really good in it.”

So, with Lucy’s seal of approval, I was now the proud owner of a skimpy pair of swimming Speedos.

Rick leaned over as I held them against my shorts. “Holy fuck, Ev. Those are hot. You really going to wear them?”

I shrugged, “Sure. There aren’t a lot of people who swim in the community pool. Not too many people to stare and laugh.”

I was already dressed in my red Speedos as I waited for Rick to finish. I got the impression he wanted a blowjob now. But with Kat in the other room and Lucy getting into her own swimsuit, I wasn’t going to chance that.

As I started to open the door to the bedroom, it was amazing how quickly he pulled his boardshorts up. I’d seen Mom a few times in her little blue bikini, but I don’t think I’ll ever tire of it. When Rick saw her, I heard him gasp. In an Eddie Haskell sort of way, he said, “My, Ms. Stewart, you look very pretty today.”

I loved the laughter that hid in her eyes. She patted him on his bare chest. “That’s very sweet of you, Eddie. Oops, I mean Rick.”

We all laughed. Leave it to Beaver played in syndication and we’d all caught the reference.

When we got to the pool there were a couple of other families there. So, we put sunscreen lotion on and hit the water. Rick and I took turns tossing Kat through the air. It wasn’t much of a contest. Rick outweighed me by forty pounds. I was surprised by my half-sister, though. Because Rick could toss her a few more feet, I thought Kat would say something mean and have Rick alone throw her across the water. She actually rotated back and forth. There was even one point when her toe came dangerously close to my little package. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t an accident.

After a while, even Kat said she was hungry and we grabbed our towels and headed to Domino’s where we picked up a couple of pizzas before heading home.

Mom sent Kat to the bathroom to change while me and Rick got my bedroom. Apparently, Lucy wasn’t going to risk a repeat of a couple of weeks ago with Rick here. Still, Rick and I came out wearing just a pair of shorts. When Kat emerged from the bathroom wearing a tank top, I caught her out of the corner of my eye giving me a nasty look.

The four of us worked our magic on the pizza and in short order, we were watching a movie that Mom had rented for us.

Kat climbed into Mom’s lap and I sat between Mom and Rick. It was almost a shame that everyone kept their hands to themselves. By the end of the movie, Mom bundled Kat off to bed. Despite the girl’s protests, Mom wasn’t having any of it, and soon enough the girl was asleep in her bed.

Lucy went into the kitchen for a few minutes. I heard the dishwasher turn on and then she came back into the living room. She said, “Alright, boys. I’m going to bed. It’s a waste of my time telling you to not stay up too late. But keep the volume down.”

She leaned over and gave Rick a peck on the forehead and tousled his head and then came around to me and gave me a bit of a hug and a very quick peck on the lips. “Good night, Ev.”

When her door closed, Rick whispered, “Fuck, man. Your mom kissed you on the lips. That’s hot.”

I raised my middle finger and said, “Lots of parents kiss their kids, no matter how much we wish they wouldn’t do it. Doesn’t your mom give you kisses sometimes?”

Rick shrugged. “I haven’t let her kiss me for a while now. I’m too old for that shit.”

We watched TV for a bit and then Rick said, “I think we’re the only ones awake. I’ve got a gift for you, Ev.”

I saw the wicked smile on his face and knew he only had one thing on his mind. Still, my dick twitched in my shorts. The least he could do is give me a blowjob.

When I started pulling my shorts and underwear down, Rick did, too. And in no time, both of us had our dicks poking into the air. I said, “What’s the gift?”

Rick pointed to his dick and said, “It’s waiting for you. All you gotta do is suck it out, man.”

As if to encourage me, he reached up and put his hand on my head and pushed my face toward his knob. I didn’t mind giving him a blowjob, but I really wanted my dick sucked, too. As I ran my tongue around his head, I thought about how much I’d enjoyed it when Lucy had given me a blow job. I slowly took more of his shaft into my mouth when he pushed on my head, forcing me to swallow when his tip hit the back of my throat.

He whispered, “Evan, God damn, but you give good head.”

Using his hands, he started bobbing my head up and down on his dick. Every push down buried my nose in his pubes. As they tickled my nose, I had to agree with Lucy. No hair beat the hell out of a bunch of nasty pubes.

Rick didn’t last long before his hips started bucking and he ground my face into his crotch. I don’t know how I managed to avoid gagging, given that his tip was in past my mouth and in my throat. Breathing through my nose wasn’t fun given his pubes, but before I realized it, he was done. I hadn’t had to swallow either, as his cum went down on its own.

He let my head up and said, “God, Ev. That was awesome. I’m going to miss this.”

I ran my hand across my mouth, making sure I didn’t have any tale-tell signs of Rick on my lips when I realized what he said. “Miss this?”

He nodded, “My parents have put the house on the market now that it’s finished.”

Rick has a habit of surprising me, usually by treating me like a sex toy, but he really stunned me with this news.

“When are you going to be moving?”

Rick said, “Dad’s been hired by the sheriff’s office in Travis County. He starts down there this week. Me and Mom are going to do the packing. But we’ll be moved out in a couple of weeks.”

“Holy shit,” I exclaimed. Rick had always been my best friend. Yet I wasn’t sure how I felt about him moving. At first learning about sex with him had been a lot of fun. But our relationship wasn’t one of equals anymore. Still, he’d been my best friend. “That sucks.”

He gently dug his elbow into my side and whispered, “Yeah, but you suck better.”

I flipped him off again. “Come on, Kat sleeps like a log. We can lay down in my bed and try to get some sleep before the night’s gone.”

We stripped down to our underwear before slipping into mine and Kat’s bedroom. We hadn’t slipped under the covers long before I felt Rick’s hands pulling at my underwear. I had a good idea what he wanted, and knowing that it might be the last time we’re ever together, I helped him push my underwear down and off my feet. He rolled me onto my side and I felt him press himself against me, his hard dick poking through my legs. I heard him spitting into his hands as he provided his own lubricant and a few seconds later, I felt his slicked-up head pushing against my hole.

I pushed my conflicted emotions aside and pushed back against him. I had to bite my lip to avoid crying out when his head slipped through the sphincter and he pushed all the way down in one hard thrust. Tears watered my eyes as I tried to adjust to him. It HAD been several weeks since he’d last fucked me and my ass wasn’t ready yet. At least he had the decency to stay bottomed out in me for a couple of minutes as my ass adjusted to his dick.

By the time he slid back out some, the pain had gone away and my ass tingled as his shaft slid along that special spot between my hole and my dick. Every time he rocked back, dragging his five and a half inches along the wall of my rectum my insides tingled almost like I was close to cumming.

After a couple of minutes, he stopped and wrapped his arms around me. He whispered, “I don’t want to cum too soon.”

A couple of minutes passed and he resumed rocking back and forth. It didn’t take long and Rick’s thrusts became faster and more urgent. My tingling built up as he thrust inside me and when he arched his back and tried to go even deeper, I felt him spasm, his dick jerking around in my ass as he dumped his load of cum. But that hardly registered. My body shook and my little stiffy that Rick had completely ignored started spasming and twitching. I was coming. As I came, Rick started thrusting again, aware that my body was reacting to his. The feeling that ran from just inside my ass all the way to the tip of my dick grew so intense and I lost consciousness.

End of part three

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Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 2

Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 2
by
Caliboy1991

The thing about best friends is that you tend to get over being pissed at each other and by the time I woke up the next morning, I was more or less willing to let bygones be bygones. And by the time my mom picked me up around noon, we were already planning our next sleep over.

As we drove away, my mom, Lucy, asked, “Did you boys have fun?”

“Yeah. We blew a crap ton of money on video games at Chuck-E-Cheese and we slept in the attic of the new house.”

“Sounds fun. Almost like having your own fort or secret hideout.”

“Yeah,” I said. “If it’s okay with his parents, can I spend the night over there next week?”

My mom turned the car into a strip mall. There was a sandwich shop there that we stopped at a lot. “We’ll see.”

We went inside to order our sandwiches. I was hungry and I got a footlong. Lucy got a garden salad. Usually, we’d get our food to go, but today we sat down there to eat. She put her dressing in a little plastic bowl and used that to dip her food into.

After I swallowed my first bite, I asked, “Why don’t you just pour the ranch on your salad? Seems like that would be easier.”

“Gotta watch my figure, kiddo. Never can tell when Mr. Right will come walking into my life.”

After the last day, my world had gotten a lot bigger. And I looked at my mom through new eyes. She’d always been willowy as far back as I can remember. If she had much fat on her, I’d never seen it. Now that I really looked at her, I realized that Rick might be right. My mom’s name was Lucy. But to me she had always been just my mom. Her hair was too short to touch her shoulders and reddish brown, like mine. When she smiled, Lucy’s lips were full and plump. They didn’t get thin when she smiled. When the sun shined on them, her eyes were almost golden. The rest of the time they were brown. Again, like mine.

I didn’t want to get caught staring, but as I sat across from her, it was like seeing Lucy for the first time. She wore a t-shirt with the Dallas Cowboys logo across the front. The star on the logo bent some, where one of her breasts pushed against the shirt. But unlike Rick’s Mom, whose breasts really stuck out pretty far, Lucy’s were simply just there. Not screaming, “Look at me,” or “Shit, one more step and my back’s going to go out.” No, just there.

“Hey Ev, you okay? You looked like you were a million miles away for a sec,” Lucy said.

Holy shit, I thought. Had she realized I was staring at her chest? I think my face must have colored up a bit. “Yeah. Just thinking about spending the night at Rick’s.”

Lucy smiled and went back to her salad, but I could see something else there. Had I missed that look before? Or was this something else? I didn’t know. So, I did what any hungry almost-eleven-year-old would do. I took a big bite of my sub. As I stuck it in my mouth, I vividly recalled feeling Rick’s dick against the back of my throat as he bucked under my face.

My anger had ebbed and now that I thought about it, it had been a fair deal, because he’d sucked me to the best feeling I’d ever had. Thinking about it made my own little cock spring to life inside my shorts. Fortunately, there was a table between me and Mom. By the time we left, my little soldier had returned to normal. But still, it was embarrassing. Heading back to the car, I followed behind Lucy. While it wasn’t the first time I’d ever looked at a girl’s butt, it was the first time I’d ever checked my mom out. Mrs. Shelby had wide hips — I guess to go along with the bazongas that hung from her chest. My mom’s hips were only slightly flared. I didn’t know much, but I wondered how she’d given birth to me, let alone my little sister.

Speaking of Kat, as we drove home, Mom said, “Summer’s almost here. So, don’t forget your sister will be here all summer.”

Kat was short for Katherine. She was my half-sister. Mom had gotten married to Bob right after high school. I don’t really remember anything about him from their marriage, because they’d split before I was five. But Kat had come along. Bob came from money, at least that’s what Mom had said, so when they’d divorced, he’d hired an expensive attorney. Against that, Mom had a lady friend who handled her side of the divorce. Bob gets Kat during the school year and Lucy gets her during the summer. The uptick is that Bob gives my mom a few thousand dollars each month during the summer.

Kat was okay, I suppose. She’s eight years old this summer. Although she’d be quick to remind you that she’ll be nine in September. I suppose that would make her only slightly less annoying than last year.

I turned to look out the window, “Sounds like a good reason to spend lots of nights over at Rick’s.”

***

Rick and I didn’t get the chance to hang out the following week. Instead, we got two nights over the Memorial Day weekend. That worked for me. That was the weekend that Kat would arrive. Lucy and Kat could use a girls’ weekend for bonding.

The evening seemed to drag on over at the Shelbys’ until nine o’clock rolled around. Rick stretched. He’d been sitting at the foot of his parent’s bed in the little trailer the three of them lived in during the construction. “I think we’re gonna head on over and get ready for bed, Mom.”

Mrs. Shelby rested the book she was reading on her ample lap. “Alright. Don’t forget, your dad should be home by midnight. So, don’t let the car scare you boys.”

“Not happening,” both of us said, almost in chorus.

Once we were sitting on the sleeping bags in the attic, Rick produced another magazine. “I got this from the mall, too. It was behind the counter.”

The book store put the naughtiest magazines behind the counter, even when Playboy and Penthouse were sold in racks that were readily available. “How the fuck did you do that?” I exclaimed.

“Lady was distracted. Now check this out.”

I moved over to sit beside Rick as he flipped the magazine open. The first page was paydirt. The woman was laying on a bed and a guy was sticking his cock up her pussy.

“Holy shit!” we swore in stereo.

In no time at all, the two of us were sitting naked as we scanned the pictures. When we got to the back, there was a guy laying on the bed, with a woman laying on top of him, her face toward his feet. She was sucking on his cock while his head was buried in her pussy. “That’s awesome,” Rick said. “Let’s try it, Ev. It’ll be fun.”

The problem with letting bygones be bygones is that’s exactly how you get talked into doing the same damned thing, over and over again. And that’s how I found myself laying on Rick’s stomach, his dick just inches from my face. Now it wasn’t that bad, yet. Of course, his lips had already locked onto my dick and he was sucking away. And that really was very nice, I had to admit.

I licked my lips and took his head into my mouth. He moaned through my dick, and that felt awesome. I had more control of the situation, being on top and I bobbed up and down on Rick’s first couple of inches. As the tingling in my dick began traveling up toward my head, I had to admit, what we were doing was fun. I could easily handle Rick. He’d buried his mouth against my bald pubic bone as he tongued my little shaft and head. The tingling swept me up and, just like before, I saw lights in my head. This time, though, I barely managed to hold on to consciousness. And as my twitching and pulsing in my dick subsided, Rick pushed me up a bit. “Not too bad, eh, Ev? I do give pretty good head, if I do say so myself.”

Being bigger, taller, and stronger, he flipped me onto my back and straddled me, with his knees being above my shoulders. His dick was right in my face. “You got me close a couple of times, but come on, Evan, after I got you off, it’s my turn.”

It was a bit of dèjá vu from a couple of weeks ago. Rick was bigger, taller and stronger. As his dick poked against my lips, I opened and felt him fill up my mouth. Already Rick was deeper than when I’d been on top.

“Ev, suck me, bitch! Yeah. Uhg,” Rick said as he rocked back and forth sliding his dick through my lips.

I clamped down a bit and felt his dick slide across my teeth. Rick yelped, “Shit, easy with the teeth, dude.”

‘Stop calling me a bitch,’ is what I tried to say. It came out muffled. He probably thought I was moaning in pleasure, the dickhead.

Like before, as he rocked forward, he was forcing his dick against the back of my throat. And I was trapped under his body, unable to do much, unless I wanted to bite his dick. He hit the back of my throat as his pubes mashed up against my lips. I coughed as I thought I was about to gag. Rick slid his dick out to my lips.

He looked down, some concern on his face, “Dude, you are doing awesome. If you think you’re going to gag, try relaxing your throat.”

With one hand behind him, Rick reached back until he found my semi-hard dick and started playing with it, as he rocked forward. I don’t know why I let him do this to me, but when his dick rubbed against my tonsils, I swallowed. It was uncomfortable, but my throat didn’t spasm or try to cough.

“Oh, fuck, yeah. Evan! Be my bitch.”

When Rick’s dick reached beyond my tongue, I swallowed again. His dick hit the back of my throat and almost seemed to slide down. I was breathing through my nose, even as his pubes rubbed against my nostrils. He rocked back again and I felt his mushroom slide against my lips before he shoved himself forward again. His pubic bone hit my lips as his dick actually went down my throat a bit. He did that a few more times before I felt his dick grow in my mouth as Rick gasped. He spasmed when my lips were wrapped around just his head, and the salty bitter taste hit my tongue. He thrust his hips forward and shoved his dick all the way in and held it there as a few more jets struck my throat. To avoid coughing I swallowed, even as I felt his slime go down my throat.

I was feeling like a pancake when he finally rocked back and slid off my chest. Other than a bit of his goo that slid down the side of my mouth, I’d swallowed almost everything my asshole of a friend had to offer.

Rick licked his lips as he sat back on his haunch. “Oh, man, Evan. We’re going to have so much fucking fun this summer.”

We went to bed a bit later, after each of us sucked the other off one more time.

***

The biggest problem with having Kat stay with us for the summer is that my mom’s place isn’t very big. It’s just a small duplex with two bedrooms and one bath. When it’s just my mom and me, that’s not a problem. But in addition to having to share only one bathroom, Kat and I had to share my bedroom. My mom had been as cool about it as she could be. There were bunk beds in my room for such occasions. And I got the bottom bunk because I was the oldest.

It was in the middle of the week, after spending the night with Rick, and I was reading one of my comics. I don’t know what Kat was doing on the top bunk but when Lucy came into the room, she said, “Alright Kat, it’s time for your bath.”

From overhead, I heard, “But it’s not fair. You’re not making Evan take a bath!”

“Well, Evan’s a boy. They tend to get a little stinky between baths.”

I felt the bed shake. Kat must have jumped or something, “No fair, Mom. If Evan doesn’t have to get a bath, then neither do I.”

I felt my mom’s eyes on me. I didn’t really want to stop reading. I was getting to a good spot in the story. Still, Kat was getting really annoying on the top bunk. I said, “Yeah?”

Lucy was really irritated. I learned a long time ago I liked getting along with my mom, so we hardly ever argued. I never found her to be particularly demanding and getting along was usually pretty easy.

“Evan, would it kill you to take a bath tonight?”

I sighed theatrically. I really didn’t want to give Kat a victory this early in the summer. She’d only get worse as the summer goes on. But mom’s eyes were definitely pleading. “Oh, alright. I’ll get my bath after Kat’s done.”

Kat bent down from her bunk, her sandy hair hanging below her. “You’re just saying that to shut me up. I’ll get my bath and then you’ll chicken out.”

I really wanted to pull on her hair. She could be infuriating. For reasons known to older brothers the world over, I couldn’t give her a victory here. “I’m not going first, Kat. After all, I’m older.”

Lucy had climbed onto my mattress and was leaning on my sister’s railing, “Come on, kiddo. It’s not really fair to make Evan take a bath before you. So, what’s it going to take to get you in the bath?”

Kat stuck her tongue out at me. “Well, I can’t trust Evan to take a bath after I’m finished and if you won’t make him go before me, I guess it won’t kill me if we took our bath together.”

When we were younger, we’d taken most of our baths like that. But after the first couple of weeks last summer, back around the time I turned ten, Mom had been cool and had let me take my showers by myself. Kat hadn’t really liked it, but she’d gone along with it. Apparently, that wasn’t going to fly this year.

Now, Mom looked down at me, her eyes pleading, “Ev, would you mind?”

One reason I liked my showers is that now that I know about jacking off, one of the best times to practice it is in the shower. But if I had to bathe with Kat, that was definitely out of the question.

Our little duplex wasn’t much. The front of the house had the kitchen, dining nook, and living room. A small hallway had Mom’s bedroom on one side, mine on the other, and then at the end of the hallway our shared bathroom. So, it was literally just a couple of steps from my room to the bathroom. Feeling a bit put out, I closed my comic and stood up.

I pulled my shirt off and tossed it on the bed. Exasperated, I said, “Alright, Kat, let’s get this over.”

My shorts had an elastic band and I pulled them off as Kat climbed down from her bunk. I swear, I think Lucy was smiling, but she had a hand in front of her mouth as I stood there in nothing but my underwear with my arms crossed, glaring at my half-sister.

Kat was out of her shirt and shorts in even less time. She rolled her eyes at me as she pulled her underwear off. Mom was still in the room and I felt really awkward as I pulled my underwear off. Even last year, Mom had given me and Kat enough privacy that she wasn’t hovering over us while we were in the bathtub. So, when she saw me now, it had probably been two years or more since she’d seen me like this.

But not to let Kat get the better of me, I stomped past Lucy and into the bathroom where Kat was waiting for me to run the water. Once we had enough water in the bottom of the tub, we both climbed in and got our bath underway. As I ran a bar of soap across my chest, I had to admit, Kat was starting to get cute, if she could stop her personality from getting in the way. When she smiled she had dimples on her cheeks. She might have gotten her blond hair and green eyes from her father, but her smile, when she actually smiled, she got from Mom. Lucy had a smile that let you know that you were the most important thing in her life. And Kat was capable of the same smile, although you wouldn’t know it right now.

At the moment, you’d think Kat got her chest from me. We were like twins between the waist and the neck. Her nipples are like mine, small, flat and boyish. I could see her slit between her legs below the water. Her pussy kind of looked a little puffy.

She was giggling as she said, “Your thing is sticking out, Ev. It’s all stiff.”

I looked down, mortified. She was right. My little pole, all three inches (please God, let it be three inches) of me was pointing up at my abdomen.

Lucy, ever the good mom, had tried to give us a little privacy, but when she heard Kat giggling, she stepped through the open door. She started, “Kat, you should be washing your…”

I don’t know what she was about to say, because at that moment, she saw me in all my humiliation. “Kat, quit laughing at your brother. It’s rude to point.”

That should have been the end of it, but my little sister burst out in peals of laughter. I couldn’t take any more and I jumped out of the tub and ran back into my room and threw myself on the bed and covered my head with my pillow. I should have died from the humiliation.

“I’ll deal with you later, young lady,” my mom’s stern voice echoed through our home. A moment later, I heard my door close and a pressure other than my own on the mattress. A warm hand touched my back and I pulled my pillow off my head so I could see Lucy. My mom wore a perplexed and confused expression. “Hey, Ev. It’s going to be alright, son.”

I was still really embarrassed. I may have been lying face down, but I was still naked in front of my mom.

She must have known I was pretty distressed. “It’s alright, Evan. I know it’s been a long time, but I’ve seen you like this plenty of times.”

I whimpered, still really embarrassed, “Not like that, though, Mom.”

She rubbed under my eye, getting rid of a tear for me. “Let’s not forget I’m the one who gave birth to you. So, I’ve seen your penis plenty of times. When you were small, your penis didn’t clean itself, and just about every time I touched it, you’d get an erection.”

This was news to me. She moved to the head of my bed and pulled me into her lap, even while my hands were an effective cup covering my stiffy. “I’d assumed that because you’re still on the smaller size and still look like my little angel, I figured I didn’t need to worry about the puberty talk for a while.”

Hearing Lucy say the word puberty only made my covered dick twitch. I didn’t really want to have THAT conversation with her right now. “Oh, you don’t have to do that, Mom.”

My mom looked at me with that perplexed expression and pushed my hands away from my little stiffy. “Oh, really, kiddo?”

As I moved to cover it back up, she said, “You don’t have anything to be embarrassed about, Ev. Your body is just fine the way it is. And if you’re starting to get erections, that’s perfectly normal, too.”

I let my hands fall beside me on the bed as she continued, “Healthy boys get them sometime before they start puberty.”

I didn’t need mom or Kat seeing me with this. “Is there anything I can do about them. I doubt Kat wants to see me like this.”

Lucy chuckled. “Oh, don’t be surprised if she tries to get a few peeks at you. Just as your erection is normal, her curiosity is, too. But about your question: do you know what masturbation is?”

Before Rick introduced me to the joys of jacking off, I’d have had to shake my head. But now, I nodded.

A smile crossed Lucy’s face, “Did Rick teach you?”

What could I do or say? She’d have caught me in a lie, and that’s for sure. My cheeks were red as I nodded.

“That’s normal, too. Well, one thing you can do is masturbate when you’re in the bathroom. That’ll help.”

Holy Fuck, I thought. My mom, who I’d only recently realized was still pretty hot, had just given me permission to jack off in the bathroom.

“Thanks, Mom,” I said. My erection was still proudly pointing to the ceiling. At that moment, we both heard Kat’s voice from the bathroom. “But what about Kat? Can you say something to her?”

“Of course,” she said. “But don’t expect a miracle. She’s still Kat. I know you don’t want to hear it, but if you can put up with it for the summer, humor your sister and go ahead and take your baths and showers together at least some of the time.”

My mom put a hand on my belly and lowered it until her finger brushed against my erection, as though it was an accident. “Do that and she’ll probably cut you a lot more slack when you need to jack off.”

She lifted me off her lap and stood to leave. I swear she was staring at my stiffy before she turned to me and said, “I’m here for you, Ev. Any question, anything you want to know, just ask. Now, why don’t you put on your underwear and I’ll go deal with Kat.”

When she left the room, my dick twitched as I got dressed for bed. Surely, when her hand had brushed against me, she didn’t seem to realize it. It must have been an accident.

***

The Shelbys’ house was going up quick. All of the external brick was up and all of the sheetrock had been put up inside. Still, though, the ladder led up into the attic. Between Rick’s family’s schedule and mine with having Kat at home, most of June was gone before we found ourselves back up in the attic. The sleeping bags were still in the same spot and a new roll of toilet paper had replaced the other. Apparently, Rick used the spot for his solo sporting events, too.

He’d barely sat down before he took off all of his clothes. I was probably a poor judge, but his pubes looked like they’d spread a little bit more. And as Rick flashed his dick in my direction, it sure looked like the past few weeks had seen at least part of him go through another growth spurt.

When I asked him about that, he put on a big, shit-eating grin, “Yeah, a whole fucking half an inch. I’m hung like a stallion.”

As I came over to the sleeping bags and pulled at my shirt, Rick put a hand on my chest, “Hold up, Ev.”

I gave him a questioning look.

“Let’s role play, okay?”

We’d learned about Dungeons and Dragons during the school year, so I know about role playing. Never in the nude, but every time I spent the night, Rick had taught me something new.

“What kind of role play?”

I thought he had a strange grin on his face when he said, “Promise me we’ll play and then I’ll tell you.”

That sounded like a recipe for disaster. At that moment, I remembered a time last year where we had played Truth or Dare. I’d almost gotten caught by his mom running to the street naked. I wasn’t going to buy a pig in the poke.

“No. Or you’ll have me running naked down the street. If we’re going to role-play, whatever we do, we’ve got to stay in the attic, and nobody else but us gets to see. Period.”

Rick shrugged, “Okay. Sounds fair. So, do you promise you’ll play?”

I was getting a little irritated, “Yeah. Fine. I promise. Now spill the beans.”

Rick stepped up close and said, “We’re going to pretend to get married. I’ll be the groom and you’ll be the bride.”

I could feel my head shaking as soon as he finished.

“Ah, but you promised.”

I grimaced, “But that’s so gay.”

Rick smirked at me, “So? And sucking my dick isn’t?”

Everything we’ve been doing up until now I saw through the eyes of experimenting. Oh, I’d worried a bit about it being gay, but hadn’t really worried THAT much about it. But here he was, asking me to be the girl.

“That was different and you know it.”

Rick grabbed my hand and pulled me into the center of the room, “Maybe. But you promised.”

With that, he lifted the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. I snapped at him, “I can do this part, you know.”

He just grinned at me. “I know, but right now, it’s my turn, Lucy.”

My jaw dropped, “You can’t call me that. That’s my mom’s name.”

He smirked, “I’m in charge, Lucy. After all, I’m the man. I’ll call you whatever the fuck I want.”

He dropped to his knees and slipped my shorts and underwear off. We were both standing there naked when he turned and went over to his sleeping bag. He pulled out some clothes. It was a pair of lacy panties and a delicate looking bra. They still had their tags.

I was getting a little weirded out by this. “You stole them.”

“Fuck yeah. But I’m pretty sure they’re your size.” With that, he took the panties and had me put my feet through the legs. He pulled them up to my hips. My little rod poked at the silky material. He spun me around in place and said, “Oh, yeah. Lucy, you look hot. I’d tap that.”

Next, it took the both of us to figure out how to put the bra on me. I’ll say one thing about Rick, he was definitely thinking of me when he bought the bra. I looked at the tag I’d torn off, “Training bra for girls 10 to 12.” It was lacy and the cups, which weren’t really cups, were padded, giving the impression that more was going on behind door numbers one and two than in reality.

Once he had me in the girl’s underwear, he had put his own underwear back on. “Alright, so we’re going to pretend that there’s a minister and he’s giving us our vows. So, we’ll each say our vows then we’ll be married. Simple enough?”

It was crazy, that’s what it was. Still, I didn’t want him to think I’d chicken out. Plus, and I wouldn’t admit to him in a million years, but the way the silky panties felt on my dick felt really nice.

Rick took both my hands and faced me. He smiled as he looked down at me. “I, Richard Shelby, take you, Lucy Stewart to be my wedded wife. To have and to hold until death do us part.”

This was really the most harebrained idea I’d ever let Rick talk me into. But his insistent look didn’t let up, “Come on, Ev. You promised.”

I sighed, and said, “I, Evan Stewart…”

Rick squeezed my hand, “Lucy.”

“Yeah, right. I, Lucy Stewart, take you, Richard Shelby, to by my wedded wife, er, husband. To have and to hold until death do us part.”

In another sotto voice, Rick said, “Then by the powers invested in me by the great state of Texas, you may now kiss the bride.”

I didn’t have a lot of weddings to compare that to, but I’m sure he’d skipped several parts about having and holding and rings.

But as Rick pulled me to him and lowered his face toward mine, it was clear he wanted to focus on the important things. His body was pressing into me, and his dick was poking through his underwear as our lips touched. My dick was tenting the lacy panties, too, but being shorter, my stiffy was in between Rick’s legs.

When Rick’s lips touched mine, I had planned to bite his lower lip, teach him about being an A Number One douche. But his lips were unexpectedly soft. And their touch sent a charge through me and I found my lips responding, returning the kiss.

Rick wrapped his arms around my waist as he pressed his lips into mine. Breathe through your nose my mind said as his hungry lips locked on mine. Eventually, even Rick had to come up for air. When our lips parted, I became acutely aware that his dick was poking me in my stomach.

My own lips tingled and my stomach fluttered as his hug continued. “What now?” I gasped as I caught my breath.

He looked down into my eyes as he rubbed the front of his underwear against my stomach. “The honeymoon, of course.”

When the embrace ended, he put his arms on my shoulders. “You’re my wife and I’m your husband. Right, Mrs. Lucy Shelby?”

So far, his role playing had certainly been, well, interesting. I nodded, “Yes, dear.”

He leered at me, and licked his lips, “Then that means you will need to do everything I tell you. If you don’t, then you’ll be a bad wife. And bad wives have to be punished.”

One hand dropped down to the panties. He found my little rod through the cloth and squeezed just enough on it to hurt. That wasn’t funny. Maybe it was time to end the game. I wasn’t about to be his punching bag. “What the fu-“

He put his hand over my mouth. Not enough to hurt, but with enough force to keep anything from coming out. “Shhh. You’ll be a good little wife, I’m sure.”

With that, he pushed my shoulders down, until I had to get on my knees. My eyes were lined up with his waistline. “Alright, Lucy. Be a good little wife. You know what your husband wants.”

Rick could be single minded, that’s for sure. But I wasn’t about to suck him off without a little quid pro quo. “Why don’t we lay down and you suck me, too?”

Rick laughed, “We’re still roleplaying. And you’re my wife.”

He pulled down his underwear. I swear his dick HAD grown over the past few weeks. It bounced around in front of my eyes. What happened next surprised the hell out of me. I felt his hand grab some hair at the back of my head. He yanked on it and I opened my mouth to shout. And in that moment, he thrust his dick forward. I don’t know if he had good aim or was just lucky, but his dick poked the back of my throat. I had no choice but to swallow to avoid coughing or gagging. One thing I learned right then, he HAD gotten bigger since the last time. His tip was definitely down my throat.

“Oh, yeah. Lucy Shelby, you give good head,” Rick groaned.

He continued gripping my hair, holding me in place as his hips arched back and forth. A minute passed. I had lost track of the number of times his pubic bone ground against my lips. Another minute and I could see his eyes slide half closed as he enjoyed the feeling my mouth and throat gave him. I was sure he had to be close. Still another minute passed. My head moved as his feet arched. His dick felt like it was swelling and then he pulled me against his pelvis, holding my head as his dick was pointed down my throat as he spasmed.

“Ah, oh, God. Fuck me. Aah.”

He must have spasmed a dozen times and my throat felt a little weird as it bounced against one side, then the other, then the roof. And each time, I swallowed. When he finally pulled his dick out of my mouth, his cum was spent. Nothing dripped from my mouth nor did anything pool at the tip of his dick.

“Holy fuck, Lucy. You were awesome.” He cried as he let go my hair and pressed his semi-erect dick against my stomach as he leaned back in for another kiss.

I felt hurt and betrayed by Rick’s behavior. We’d always serviced each other before and he’d never tried to twist my dick off. I wanted to tell him to go fuck himself. And when his lips touched mine, I really wanted to bite his lower lip off. I hated myself when my lips welcomed his. To my surprise, he pushed at my lips with his tongue as we kissed. I knew enough to open my mouth and as he explored my mouth my dick pulsed in the panties, waiting for release.

When the kiss ended, I was practically melting in Rick’s arms. He helped me to the floor, laying on his blanket. “I promise you, Lucy. This is going to be a magical night. There’s still so much to do.”

He fumbled with the front facing clasp on the little training bra until it popped off. He slid it off of my body before making his way down to the panties. Finally, I thought, a little reciprocity.

He was really quite gentle as he pulled the panties down. He lay beside me and kissed at my chest. I’ve never had my nipples tingle like that before. I couldn’t help wondering if my mom and Kat got as much pleasure out of it as I was getting. My little dick quivered in the air as he kissed my chest and then my stomach.

“Okay, just a second, Lucy. Let me get something.”

The suspense was killing me. I wanted his lips locked on my dick and I wanted him to give me another awesome cum. He had only rolled onto his side and when he turned back over, he had a bottle of something in one hand and a washcloth in the other.

I was confused, so didn’t really respond to his next action. He spread my legs wide and propped my lower back against his knees. This was getting weird, but I suppose he could get at my pecker just as easily this way.

But then he poured what was in the bottle onto the cloth and then started rubbing my butt. “What the fuck,” I finally said.

Rick smiled as he kept on wiping at my ass. “Now, Lucy, be a good wife. You know you’ve got to be clean before I eat your pussy.”

I was only a month away from my eleventh birthday. I sure as fuck knew what he was talking about. He planned on licking my butthole. I was really unnerved. I’d never thought of a boy doing that to another boy. I peered at him when he set the cloth aside as his face below his eyes disappeared from view.

His hands were splitting my butt cheeks far apart, and so when I felt something touch my hole, I quivered and flinched. His head popped back into view. He had a big grin. “Get ready, my bride. I’m going to eat your pussy.”

He licked around the hole for a moment before I felt his tongue press against my virgin poop shoot. The pressure kind of hurt until I felt the tip of his tongue push through. It was weird, but also it tingled, almost like when he was sucking me off. He pushed his face deeper into my crack and his tongue pushed in more. He must have gotten about an inch into me and it tickled and it tingled like nothing else ever had.

I closed my eyes as his tongue fucked my ass. Sure, it was really weird, but I was absolutely certain he’d never tell another soul about tonight. After a bit, he withdrew his tongue.

As I picked my head up, he was putting some kind of clear goop on his finger. When he saw me looking, he said, “It’s all good, my bride, just lay back and enjoy it.”

Still wishing his tongue was back inside, I lay my head back down as I felt something again press against my hole. It didn’t feel like his tongue. And as it slipped inside, I felt something cool go deeper than his tongue. It wiggled. Oh, it was his finger. It felt different, but not bad. Whatever he had put on his finger made it slide about pretty easy. He pulled the digit almost all the way out before sliding it all the way in.

I wiggled my butt, enjoying the feeling because it wasn’t really uncomfortable. Rick kept at it for a bit and I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensation. It wasn’t nearly as good as a blowjob, but it wasn’t bad either.

I’m not sure if I dozed, but one moment Rick had his finger up my butt and the next thing I knew his face was inches away from mine and he was sort of laying on top of me. “Urg,” I squeeked, “What’re you doing?”

He leaned in and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. At the same time, I felt something poke against my butt hole. It still felt wet and slick down there. When he broke the kiss, he said, “I thought it was obvious, Mrs. Shelby. I’m going to make love to you.”

He pushed and my slick sphincter popped open and something a hell of a lot bigger than Rick’s finger forced itself inside me. I gasped as my hole was stretched like never before as his large mushroom head was gripped by my sphincter. “What the fuck, dude?” I cried.

“Hey now, Lucy. You’re my wife and this is your wifely duty,” Rick said as he pushed again. I gasped even louder as his glans slid in. He added, “You know you want this, my lovely little gay bitch. Just relax and we’ll both get what we want.”

I cried out as he pushed again. I felt like my insides were splitting open. Rick also gasped, “Holy fuck, Evan, er, I mean Lucy. You’re a tight virgin.”

I had tears pooling at my eyes now. This hurt like hell. And when he pushed again, I thought I might throw up. Then he said, “Oh, fuck. Dude, I’ve bottomed out. My dick’s all the way in you.”

He just lay there for a few minutes and said, “Just take deep breaths, man. Give it a bit, you’ll like it. I swear.”

After the first minute, the feeling of being split in two faded. Oh, I still hurt, but it was more of an ache, not anything sharp. Another minute and even the ache had lessened. And by the third minute, part of me, a very small part, was enjoying having Rick’s dick in my ass.

He smiled when he saw my tears had dried and I wasn’t looking distressed. “Okay. Ev, er, Lucy, I’m going to fuck you now. You’ll like it, you’ll see.”

He pulled back, and more than four inches of his cock slid out before he slowly pushed back in. My insides tingled and even though I felt really full when he bottomed out, it didn’t hurt this time. Seeing the look of wonder on my face, he slid in and out several more times. “Wow, this is so fucking great. I’m really fucking you. I’m no longer a virgin.”

What about me, I thought. But still, the feeling of his dick sliding in and out felt good in a weird way. Then he picked up his tempo. He wasn’t sliding as much now as he was pumping. I heard a slapping noise and realized his balls were pounding against my ass as he kept pumping. He screwed his eyes shut and he fucked me like a rabbit until I felt his dick expand in my ass as he went rigid and collapsed on my chest. Even as he seemed oblivious, Rick’s cock spasmed and shook in my ass.

Part of me was furious with the boy laying on top of me. Part of me was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that I had five and a half inches of Rick’s cock in my ass and now that he’d fucked me, it felt pretty good. I feared he was right. Maybe I was gay. After all, I could take his dick all the way into my throat and get fucked, too.

A few minutes passed and he stirred. “Wha?” Rick said.

“I’m done with the game, Rick. It was stupid,” I said. At that moment the hurt part was winning.

Rick frowned, “But you looked like you were really enjoying it, Evan. We were both having a lot of fun.”

I wanted to hit him right then. I hadn’t planned on having my best friend fuck me in my ass and call me by my mom’s name. But he was right. There were times when I had really enjoyed our role playing. I felt confused and conflicted.

I felt my tears returning and said, “Fuck you, Rick.”

My tears were hot as they slid down my cheeks. I was almost eleven fucking years old. I’m not supposed to cry, God dammit.

I sat down on the sleeping bag as more tears came. A sob escaped my lips and Rick looked alarmed. I didn’t want to be gay. But the way I enjoyed giving Rick a blow job and the way I felt after I’d gotten used to him being in my ass, I worried I was. And I cried even more.

Rick sat beside me and stretched an arm around me. He pulled me against his chest. “Hey man, it’s all good. I’m sorry. I really thought you’d enjoy it.”

More conflict. I liked his body next to mine. Liked the way he comforted me. But I didn’t want to be gay. Another sob wracked my body as I said, “Rick why? I don’t want to be gay.”

“Come on, dude. Why do you think you’re gay?”

Sniffling, I said, “You called me your gay bitch, and… and,” I sobbed more before I managed, “I liked it.”

I felt him kiss my neck, and then move his lips up to my cheek. He turned my head until his lips connected with mine. Hating myself, I responded by slipping my tongue into his mouth. My tears started to dry up as I returned his hug. With more gentleness than I’d been shown until then, Rick pushed me back onto the sleeping bag and lay down beside me.

In a small voice, not unlike how he used to talk to me, he said, “Can I hold you? I don’t know if we’ll fall asleep together, but I wouldn’t mind it if we did.”

Feeling a little bit better, I nodded. I rolled onto my side and he snuggled in behind me, the big spoon to my small one. He wrapped both his arms around me. At first his hands just held my chest and then his fingers found my little nipples and he played with them until they stood up a little. One hand continued playing with my chest while the other slid to my belly and then found my little stiffy. And yes, after being wrung through an emotional roller coaster and having my nipples played with, my stiffy had definitely returned.

As Rick diddled my little bullet, I noticed that his own missile was poking through my legs. The longer he held me the better I felt about everything. Oh, I was still angry about earlier, but knew myself well enough to know it would pass. I finally asked, “What did it feel like, earlier?”

His voice was happy and content, “Ev, it was awesome. Your boy pussy was really tight and the way you were able to take all my cock, it was really, really good. How’d it feel for you?”

I shrugged my shoulders. At that moment I was enjoying his thumb and finger wrapped around my stiffy. I also liked the feeling of his thick (at least to me) pole sticking through my legs. I wondered what it would feel like if we had both wanted it.

I finally said, “I don’t know. It wasn’t how I would have wanted it.”

With concern in his voice, Rick said, “I’m really sorry about it, Ev. If I had it to do over, I’d do it differently.”

I snuggled against his body and said, “Yeah. I know. That’s why you’re my best friend.”

He squeezed me a bit and kept fondling my little tool. I murmured, “Mmm, that feels good.”

My hands had been by my side, out of the way of him holding me. I spread my legs a bit and took his dick and pushed it back to where it was no longer sticking through my legs. I pushed it until it slipped into my crack. I pushed myself up a bit in his arms until I felt his mushroom on my hole and then I said, “Why don’t the two of us see how we can do it differently.”

Rick squeezed me a bit across my chest, “Really? Oh, man, I love you so much.”

My ass was still gooey from before and as I shifted myself and inched my way down, I felt Rick’s head poke its way past my sphincter. I stopped as my ass quivered from the effort.

Rick said, “Wow, that feels really sweet. Do you want me to push?”

I shook my head, “Not yet. Let me do this part,” I pushed down a bit and found that my ass didn’t really want to allow Rick to enter any further. Then I had an idea. Instead of just forcing his dick into my ass, I pushed on my muscles, like when I’m taking a poop, and then I pushed my body down. My muscles must have relaxed with that move, because I felt his big dick slide into me until I felt Rick’s pubes against my ass.

“Holy shit, Ev. You did that almost all at once. Did it hurt?”

I flexed my muscles in my ass. They were stretched, still sore from earlier, but that push that buried Rick’s five inches in my bowels had been the easiest thing that had happened to my ass tonight. “No, what about you.”

Rick shifted his hips, pulling out a couple of inches before bottoming out again. “Feels really good.”

Before, when Rick had been lying on top of me, his dick was shoved up my ass in a way that was never going to be really comfortable, but now that he was behind me, his dick pushed forward, like into my belly and it felt a whole lot better. The way we lay, it actually felt like I was the hand and he was the glove.

A few minutes passed as he just held me there, his hand still below my waist, still fondling my stiffy. I said, “Go ahead, Rick. I want you to fuck me. Do me like you really love me, okay?”

Rick stretched one of his legs out while keeping the other molded to my leg. He used the stretched out leg to rock, rocking his entire body and mine, too. The rocking almost felt like we were moving in slow motion. When he was hunched over the most, the only reason his mushroom head didn’t pop out was because I clenched my sphincter as tight as possible. And when he stretched out, all of him was buried deep inside me. Five inches in, five inches out, back and forth. Unlike before, each time his five inches slid into me, something between my belly and my dick quivered and sent a powerful tingling through me. I had so much pressure building inside me as Rick fucked me, I thought I might explode in a powerful orgasm. I had the pressure in my ass, which was pretty tight. I had the pressure building where Rick continued to stroke my dick and then between the two, I had something more powerful going on.

We must have been spooning with Rick’s dick up my ass for fifteen maybe twenty minutes when he gasped, “Oh, Ev. I’m about to blow another load.”

I started my own little rocking, enjoying the way Rick’s dick slid across my insides. I felt him arch his back as his dick seemed to grow and then his dick kicked around inside me. This time, though, his first spasm seemed to hit something off within me and I felt my body go rigid as I came like I’d never come before. My dick got in on the action, spasming and jerking in Rick’s hand.

I don’t know how long I was out for, but what woke me up was the feeling of Rick’s dick moving inside me. He was pulling out. I said, “Stop.”

“Oh, you’re awake,” Rick said.

“I guess I passed out again. How long have I been out of it?”

“Not sure. I woke up about five minutes ago.”

“Wow,” I said, “we both passed out. That was fucking incredible.”

“Yeah,” Rick said, “That’s what our first one should have been like.”

Even though his dick was still hard, I could feel it about to slide out. I wiggled my butt and pushed back down and I let out a trembling sigh. My insides were super sore. But Rick’s dick was buried inside me again. More than that, when his shaft had slid back in, I felt that powerful tingling between my dick and my ass. I liked the way that felt.

Rick sounded a little embarrassed, “Uh, Ev. I’m not sure I’ve got any more cum inside me.”

I might have been tired and my body was sore as hell, but being impaled on Rick’s five and a half inches felt pretty good. “It’s okay. You don’t have to move. I’ll take care of this.”

I couldn’t believe myself as I shifted up and down, still inside of Rick’s big spoon. Now that I was the one shifting my body, I shifted my butt a bit, seeing if there was one way that Rick’s dick rubbing against the insides of my bowels felt better than another. One way seemed to press against my insides more than the others, and each time it pressed, I felt like I was going to orgasm again. I kept at it and within five minutes or so, that same incredible orgasm struck me again.

I woke up the next morning. Rick was still cuddling against me. At some time during the night, his dick has slipped out.

***

I was pretty sore when I got back home and all I really wanted to do was to rest. Mom was super nice about it, but Kat, well, Kat was Kat. Still, by Sunday my body felt more or less like normal and for that I was grateful.

The bad part of leaving from Rick’s is that I was really worried about being gay. I didn’t really want people to think I liked guys, even if I really wanted to feel Rick’s dick in my throat or in my boy pussy. So, I was pretty quiet around the house as I tried to process what was going through my mind. Kat had been in the living room badgering my mom, I guess, when Lucy popped her head in the door. “Hey, Ev. Put on your swimsuit, we’re going to head over to the pool.”

Our duplex was in an association neighborhood. And that meant that there was a community swimming pool. I hadn’t used the pool yet this year, but going swimming with my mom and Kat actually sounded better than staying home with my tortured thoughts.

“Okay!”

I looked through the chest of drawers, looking for my swimsuit from last year. I found it as Kat ran in and started getting undressed. Since Mom’s plea, Kat and I had taken a few baths together. They hadn’t been that bad, but then I’d managed to avoid a stiffy. There wasn’t much mystery about our bodies at that point, so I stripped off my clothes and put on the blue swimsuit from last year. Mom had bought it a couple of sizes too large toward the end of the season last year, when it had been on sale. Apparently, my body hadn’t quite caught up, because even with the drawstring tied, the swimsuit was still a little loose.

Kat’s dad had bought her swimsuit. I was a bit shocked because it was a little blue two-piece suit. Kat’s blue bottom was smaller than her regular panties. Her top wasn’t much bigger than a string bikini top. Frankly I was surprised Bob had bought it for her. Still, when she finished pulling it on, she flashed one of those million-dollar Stewart smiles. She really looked good, even if she was just eight.

We were in the living room when Mom came out of her bedroom. She and Kat must have bought the same swimsuit, I swear. Mom’s bikini bottoms were tied on the hips and her breasts were hidden behind cups that were designed to show some cleavage while still allowing some room for the imagination.

Lucy drove the three minutes it took to get to the pool. As we piled out of her car and ran until we saw the “Do Not Run” signs, another family was coming out of the pool. The pool was fenced in, to keep kids from getting into the pool by themselves. The fence was made of tall wooden slats and provided the pool some privacy from the surrounding neighborhood. As I stood next to the fence, I couldn’t reach the top, even if I’d jumped. I guess it was around seven feet high. It was hard to beat — we had the pool to ourselves.

Kat was the first to jump into the water. She jumped in with a shout of glee. I folded myself into a cannon ball when I jumped in the water. Mom went down to the deep end and dived into the water. Kat started splashing me and I was happy to splash right back. We even got Mom involved and she splashed both of us, until we screamed for mercy.

At one point, Kat swam up to me and said, “Pick me up and throw me, Ev.”

I was game to try it, but I’m short for my age and Kat is not so much. She got her height from her dad, and even at eight was only about three inches shorter than me. Still, I formed my hands into a cup for her to put a foot in. I pointed myself toward the deep end and said, “Let’s give it a go.”

She put her foot into the little stirrup my cupped hands made and put her hands on my shoulder. “On the count of three,” I said.

“One, two, three!” I flung her with all of my might. She flew through the air five or six feet before splashing into the water.

She came up laughing, “Again.”

Lucy swam some laps and got out a few times to dive back in.

Kat swam back over to me. I wanted to throw her farther. I wondered if I got her to stand on my bent knees if I could throw her better. I was game to try.

I squatted in the water, “Put your feet on my legs, Kat. I’m going to see if you can go farther.”

My half-sister put her hands around my neck as she balanced herself on my knees. I put my hands on her hips, just above her bikini bottoms. She flew about the same distance as before.

Still, she came up laughing. She put her hands back around my neck and put her feet on my upper legs. This time, she must have been in a bit of a hurry, as her foot slipped and hit me in the balls.

I gasped in pain, as I crumpled into the water.

“Shoot, Ev. I’m sorry, it was an accident. Are you okay?” Kat was worried — understandably, given that she’d just kicked me in the balls.

Mom swam over. “Are you alright, Ev?”

Kat was quick to apologize and I just winced as I held my swimsuit.

I squeaked in a higher pitched voice than normal as my family jewels felt like they’d just been donkey punched. “Damn, it hurts, Mom.”

With concern in her voice, Lucy got me over to the side of the pool and in one swift motion, pulled my shorts down. Stupid drawstring was useless. She got me to sit on the side of the pool. And I was eternally grateful that we were the only people there.

Lucy pulled my trunks all the way off and said, “Spread your legs, Ev.”

What surprised me is that I wasn’t more embarrassed. It would have been worse if my mom hadn’t already seen me with a stiffy a couple of weeks before. She ran her fingers along my inner thigh until she reached my penis. She lifted it to get a better look at my immature scrotum, which still clung tightly to my body. With deft and gentle fingers, she found my little balls and I felt them in her fingers. This went on for a moment and I realized that Kat was standing next to my mom, staring at me. That’s also when I realized that my little rod was pointing straight up.

My mom’s hand was still touching my little sack as she said, “Kat, I know it was an accident, but boys can really get hurt pretty bad when they get kicked in the balls. Fortunately, I think Ev is going to be fine.”

My mind was reeling. Sure, my balls hurt like a son of a bitch, but my mom, wearing nothing but a small bikini is holding my balls while I sport an erection. From my vantage sitting on the side of the pool, I could look and see down my mom’s top. Part of me wanted to touch them, even as I realized how wildly inappropriate it would be.

As she pulled her hand back, her fingers dragged along my little erection. She smiled at me and patted my stomach, “Well, you look a bit better than fine, I’d say.”

I blushed and said, “Thanks for checking, Mom.”

I sat there with my legs splayed open, giving my half-sister and my mom a free look.

Kat broke the spell. “Where’d I hit you, Ev?”

I shrugged my shoulder at Mom, surrendering to the situation.

Lucy let Kat stand between my legs. My half-sister leaned forward, examining my little rod. Mom’s hand returned and cupped my immature balls. “Evan’s balls are in here.”

I couldn’t believe it as Kat’s hand reached out and touched my scrotum. With mom’s assistance, she found my balls and rolled them between her fingers. She looked up at me, with a curious look. “They’re really small, Ev.”

Mom said, “Don’t worry about that, Ev. Give them a couple of years and I bet Kat won’t be saying that.”

I don’t know why, but even as Mom and Kat touched my bruised balls, both Kat and I found what my mom said funny.

I looked down, really surprised that I wasn’t more embarrassed. “Any more questions, Kat?”

Her hand moved to my shaft and she ran a finger along it. “Why’s it stay hard so much?”

My gasp was audible and Lucy gave Kat a stunned expression.

I drew in a ragged breath and said, “When I get excited, sometimes it gets hard.”

Mom finally intervened, “Alright Kat, now you know. Time to give your brother some space. We’re going to leave in a bit. If you want to play anymore, you’re running out of time.”

Lucy said the magic words and Kat was splashing back in the water. Mom looked really embarrassed as she took Kat’s spot between my legs. “I’m sorry about that Ev. I think I let that go too far.”

Looking down at my mom, it looked like her nipples were poking against her blue top. As I gazed down at Lucy, there was one thing I was sure Rick was right about. My mom really is hot. “It’s okay, Mom. Like you said, you’ve seen me with plenty of stiffies when I was a kid. Maybe now Kat will be a little more bearable.”

Lucy flashed me that perfect smile that melted my heart. A fluttering started there and descended to my belly. Even more so now than when Kat had been poking my nuts, I felt more exposed and open to my mom than ever before.  I smiled back at her and leaned down and put my arms around her neck. “Can you help me back into the water?”

Apart from the fact that Lucy was standing between my legs, I was perfectly capable of getting back into the water on my own, but this closeness with my mom was something I wasn’t ready to see end. My mom stepped back and my naked butt slid off the side and into the pool. Unlike the first time I jumped in, there was no splash, just the water rippling away from my body as my arms still clung to her neck.

Lucy’s arms reached around my back and returned my hug. I squeezed a bit and lay my head against her shoulder as I said, “I love you, Mom.”

She squeezed back, pulling my body against hers. My stiffy twitched as it lay flat against the top of Lucy’s bikini bottom. I felt safe in her embrace and really didn’t want it to end and, in truth, it lasted a lot longer than I’d expected when I realized where my little erection lay.

“I love you, too, Ev,” she said as she finally released her arms. She was blushing. The red had spread from her cheeks down her neck, and left the top part of her chest flushed.

I couldn’t really explain it then, but I felt compelled and I pulled myself up in the water and planted a kiss on her cheek. When my feet touched the bottom of the pool, I said, “Thanks. Not sure if you needed that, but I wanted you to have it.”

I giggled at my wit. Lucy’s chuckle was low and when she smiled at me now, it was a tentative and shy smile. I thought she was about to say something when she reached into the water and retrieved my swim suit. She leaned back into me and gave me a kiss on my cheek, too. And whispered, “Thanks, Ev. I wanted it, and that’s all that matters.”

Kat yelled, “Watch out below!” as she did her own cannonball impression. Water splashed on us and the moment was over when Lucy handed me my trunks.

“Let’s get her.”

We played a bit more before the shadows from twilight grew long. I made sure to dunk Kat a couple of more times before we finally left.

End of part two

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Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 1

Evan’s Summer Vacation – Part 1
by
Caliboy1991

It was nineteen eighty-something…

Part 1

My mom licked her finger and used it to get my hair to lay down flat before she knelt down to look me in the eye, “Evan, make sure you listen to Mrs. Shelby.”

I grinned up at her, putting on my most innocent face. “I promise. Rick and me will be good.”

She waved as Mrs. Shelby stepped out of the modular structure that the Shelbys lived in at the moment. A much larger home, framed and partially bricked, sat a few yards away from the small building. As Mrs. Shelby waved back, my mom patted me on the back. “Liar,” but there was only affection in her voice. “How about we settle on you and Rick not getting caught getting into any trouble. Alright?”

I flashed her my brightest smile. “Thanks, Mom.”

Rick raced past his mom and came up to me, “Hi, Evan! Man, we’re going to have so much fun celebrating my birthday.”

Rick’s my best friend and he’d just turned twelve. And he’s taller than me by a head. Of course, my eleventh birthday’s still a few weeks away. So, he’s got a big head start on me.

As Rick and I raced through the trees in the front of the lot that the Shelbys had left in place, out of the corner of my eye I saw Mrs. Shelby give my mom one of those superficial hugs that people who don’t know each other give when they’re pretending they do. Rick’s mom is a lot older than my mom. I think she just celebrated her fortieth last year. My mom is a lot younger. She had me when she was still sixteen.

After a bit of small-talk with Rick’s mom, my mom waved at me from the car before she drove off. Rick’s mom said, “You boys don’t wander off. We’ll be heading to Chuck-e-Cheese in a little while.” When Mrs. Shelby disappeared back in the small house, Rick headed over to the construction site. It was a good-sized house in a suburban neighborhood where all the lots were an acre or more. My mom’s car had just disappeared down the road.

“Damn, Evan. Your mom’s hot.”

“Shut up, Rick. No, she’s not.”

Rick shrugged, “Whatever, dude. I’d do her.”

Before I could come up with a comeback, he said, “Come on, Evan. Gotta show you something.”

We headed through the back door. A set of white double doors were inside, on the floor. Rick took me through the house, explaining what each of the rooms would be. Some had already been enclosed in sheetrock and others were still only framed with two-by-fours. In the room that was to be Ricky’s, there was an A-frame ladder against one wall. The ceiling was nothing more than framing. Rick was up the ladder before I could say anything, his feet disappearing out of sight fast. A moment later, his head reappeared. “Come on, Evan. This is cool.”

I didn’t want to chicken out, so I was up the ladder like a monkey. Once into what would eventually become the attic, Rick walked along some wide boards that had been laid down. “Don’t fall off these, it’s a long way down.”

“I’m not worried about the fall. But hitting the ground would suck,” I replied.

We’d not gone very far when we got to where plywood had been laid across the space from one side of the house to the other. Rick spun around, pointing to a couple of sleeping bags, an Igloo cooler and an electrical lamp. “Mom and Dad said we could sleep up here. Whatcha think of that?”

I looked around. There wasn’t any way to fall down any openings. And it was May — the weather tonight wouldn’t be too cool or hot. What my mom called ‘Goldilocks weather.’ “Yeah, it’s got potential.”

Smiling conspiratorially, Rick sat down on one of the sleeping bags. “And later tonight, we’ve even got some primo reading material.”

With that, he pulled a magazine from the sack. He showed me the cover. A woman sat on a chair naked. I sat down next to him. “Holy shit, dude. How’d you get a Penthouse?”

He leaned against me and cocked an eyebrow. “I stole it.”

From downstairs, we heard a voice a few minutes later, “Let’s go, boys. It’s pizza time.”

We had a lot of fun, ate too much pizza, and fed a lot of tokens into the video arcade attached to the restaurant. By the time we got back to the house, it was already dark. Mrs. Shelby made us brush our teeth and promise we’d not stay up too late. But with easily broken promises made, we ran back over to the construction project, back up the ladder, and sat down on Rick’s sleeping bag, where the Penthouse made another appearance. The lamp was on low, casting just enough light to illuminate our immediate area, including the magazine’s glossy pages.

Rick flipped the magazine open and the lady from the cover was sitting in a chair backwards, her legs on either side of the seatback and through a big opening in the seatback we could see her hairy pussy. As we drooled over the picture, Rick kept adjusting his pants. I could hardly blame him. I’d already adjusted my package.

We flipped through a few more pictures when Rick said, “I’m going to break my dick if I don’t do something. Can’t celebrate my birthday in the ER with a broken dick.” With that, he unfastened his blue jeans and pulled them off. When I saw how far his stiffy stuck out, I was just a little intimidated.

Before he sat back down, he said, “Oh, fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound.” With that, he shucked his underwear before he sat back down. And for good measure, he also took off his shirt, making him completely naked. Now, it’s been the better part of a year since I’d seen him in the buff, but never like this.

To me, it looked like he had a hairy bush growing at the base of his penis. In reality, his pubes only covered a small area above his dick. His dick must have been five inches. To me, it was huge.

He smirked at me as his fingers played along his shaft. “Come on, Ev. Your turn.”

Even though we’d taken a bath together not so very long ago, what Rick was doing at this moment wasn’t anything like that bath. Still, I’m no coward. I took off my shirt and then leaned back enough to unfasten my own jeans and slid them down and off. Compared to Rick, the tent in my pants was more of a pup tent.

As I sat there in my underwear, Rick smirked, “No problem, Ev. I guess we can put the magazine away.”

“Alright,” I said, exasperated and more than just a bit nervous. I pulled my underwear off, exposing my stuff. Like I mentioned earlier. I’m almost eleven. More like the runt of the litter or the fish you’d throw back. Where Rick was a few inches over five foot, I didn’t even top out at four and a half feet. If I told you my stiffy stuck out three inches, I’d be lying, and the only hair on my body was on top of my head.

Rick stopped looking at the nudie pics long enough to lean over me. “Hmm. Could be worse, Ev. You just need more exercise.”

My confusion must have been plain to see. Rick offered me a conspiratorial grin. “My cousin showed me something a few weeks ago. I’ll show it to you tonight.”

He flipped the page and we drooled a bit more. That’s when I noticed that Rick wasn’t simply playing with his pecker. His fingers were wrapped around it and he was sliding his hand up and down. Now, Rick’s the only person I’ve seen naked, at least that I remember. But I’d never seen him doing that before.

I put my hand around my stiffy and my poor head didn’t even stick out the top of my fist. Rick laughed, “It’ll grow. But until then just use your thumb and forefinger to grip your dick.”

When I followed his directions, I felt an immediate change down below, as my tummy started to tickle a little. There was a tremor in my high-pitched voice, “Is, uh, this what your cousin showed you?”

Rick was staring at one of the pictures and his fist, curled around is dick, was a blur of motion. “Yeah. Well, part of it. Watch this.”

I don’t know how he managed it, but his fist moved even faster and he started to moan. “Hm, yeah. Oh, fuck, ahh!”

After another minute, his dick jerked in his hand and a ribbon of white goo erupted from his dick and landed on his chest. His dick jerked again and more of the white stuff spat out onto his stomach. A few more twitches and a bit more of the goo ran over his fingers. “Ah, goddamn, that was awesome.”

I hadn’t noticed it before, but Rick retrieved a roll of toilet paper from somewhere and was wiping his hands on a wad of TP.

I was mesmerized. I’d never seen anything like that. I stuttered, “Wh-what the hell? Did you break it?”

Rick giggled, sounding like the boy I’d known for so long. “No, goober. I came. Or cummed. Whatever. It’s the stuff that babies are made of.”

A light dawned in my head. “Oh. Wow.” Thoughts of looking at naked girls forgotten, I leaned over and looked at the white goo still splattered on his body. It looked like slime.

I arched an eyebrow. “You’ve been slimed, dude.”

Rick nodded, “And how. Go on, let’s see if you can slime yourself.”

Sure, it was really weird sliding my thumb and finger along my little stiffy with Rick watching. Well, it would have been weird even without him watching. My earlier efforts to tame the dragon hadn’t gone anywhere. Now that I knew what to do, I started to feel a tickling sensation in my balls. Up and down a few more times and the tickling started to creep up my rock-hard little bullet. It grew in intensity as the tickling feeling slowly made its way up my shaft. When it reached my little head, it felt like my brain was starting to shut down, the only thing in my life was the incredible tingling between my legs.

Then it happened. My dick spasmed in my hand and it felt like the best feeling in the world was trying to crawl out the hole in my dick. The next thing I knew, Rick was kneeling over me, still as naked at the day he was born. “Dude. Evan. Wake up.”

The intense feeling had mostly gone away as I blinked my eyes open. “Wha?” I said.

Ricky patted me on my back. “That was fucking awesome to watch. You came so hard you passed out.”

When he told me that, I looked down, trying to find the white goo. Rick’s laugh was good natured as he playfully frogged my arm. “You’re not going to find anything. You dry cummed.”

My head was getting clearer as I sat back up. “What’s that?”

“My cousin says that’s when your body is too young to make sperm. So, instead, your cum is dry.”

I shook my head in amazement. I’d learned more about my body in the last thirty minutes than I’d learned over the past couple of years. “That was the most powerful thing to happen to me, Rick. It blew my mind.”

Rick nodded as he picked up the Penthouse and found where we’d left off. It didn’t take long, and after a little bit, our dicks were stiff as boards again. Rick’s fingers returned and started playing with his pole. “My cousin taught me a couple of other things, Ev. You wanna try `em?”

As I replayed what had happened earlier, the idea of having it happen again sounded really good. “Yeah. Sure.”

“Cool. Okay. Here’s the deal. I’m going to show you something really awesome. But you’ve gotta promise me that you’ll do the same thing. Alright?”

Rick and I have known each other since we were in the first grade. It was his second go at it and my first. We’ve been friends ever since and we’ve done a lot of shit together, riding our bikes all over town, gone hiking with his dad in Big Bend National Park, and now we’ve beaten off to a Penthouse together. Still, as I looked my friend over, he was clearly the teacher and I was the student. And it was an entirely new experience. Still, he was looking at me expectantly.

“Alright. But this better not hurt or I’ll push you out of the attic when you fall asleep later.”

Rick brightened up. “Awesome. No, it won’t hurt and no, I’m not going to sleep, so good luck with that.”

He put a hand on my chest and pushed, “Now, lay back and let Dr. Rick work his magic.”

Rick knelt over my waist, running that hand down my belly. My stomach fluttered under the pressure of his fingers. Then he gingerly gripped the base of my shaft. His fingers were warm and their touch was almost like an electrical shock. He gave me a grin and said, “You ready for the ride of your life?”

Apprehensively, I nodded. I watched as his face lowered toward my crotch. His lips touched the tip of my stiffy and then Rick stuck out his tongue and licked my head. I gasped at the sensation. It felt different from when I’d been using my fingers. A lot better, too. My best friend pushed my stiffy against my abdomen, exposing the place my balls were hiding. My sack was wrinkled, little more than an indentation below where the base of my pecker connected with the rest of my body. When Rick’s tongue ran across my sack I gurgled at the feeling. Then he brought his tongue up the bottom of my little shaft before putting my head in his mouth.

Stop the presses, I thought. Rick was on to something. This was even better than before. There was a wet, plopping sound when my friend raised his head. His grin was as wide as I’d ever seen. “Whatcha think?”

My voice would have failed me or it would have squeaked like a little girl. So, I just nodded.

Rick didn’t need any other encouragement. His lips returned to entrapping my head in his mouth. His tongue played with my pee hole and then things got even better. His lips sank down on my shaft. And then he started to suck like my dick was a lollipop. The tingling started again. This time coming from somewhere in my tummy and then it crept into the base of my stiffy. It kept right on rising until my entire dick, impaled in Rick’s mouth was tingling. I felt like that explosive moment was coming, like before. And I didn’t mind in the least that its approach was taking longer. That powerful tingling feeling entirely encapsulated in Rick’s mouth was plenty good all by itself.

As Rick continued sucking, one of his hands ran across my balls and under them. I briefly thought, good luck if you’re trying to cup them. But his fingers were moving toward my butt. I felt one digit slide down my crack until it reached my poop shoot. I’d never felt anything like that as he pressed against that hole. At that moment, my body shook as my dick kicked and jerked in Rick’s mouth. The moment with my butt was gone as he gripped my hips with both hands. It was like a 4th of July fireworks show in my head as my dick continued to pulse.

It had happened again. Rick leaned over my face, “Dude, you passed out again. Fuck, man, that was really intense.”

I propped myself up on my elbows, “Wow. If you hadn’t shown me, I’d have said the first time was the best. But, yeah, fuck. That was even better. How long was I out?”

Rick shrugged, “Not long. Not even a minute. But man, you bucked like a fucking bull under me when you came. That was crazy awesome. Now, if you’re ready, it’s my turn.”

I sat up and got on my knees and looked him over. His pubic hair wasn’t very long, even though it curled at the base of his dick. It didn’t really spread out very far, becoming pretty sparse an inch or so out. But his dick was a monster to my eyes. Five inches. Almost an inch across and maybe even a little thicker at the base. I know I’d promised Rick, but now that the moment had come, I was rethinking things.

“Come on, Ev. You promised. Didn’t I make you feel really good?” There was a plaintive note, almost a whine in Rick’s voice.

My fingers reached out and took hold of Rick’s dick, near the base. It was hard and big, I thought.  I was bending over, only a few inches away from his big mushroom when I looked at his face, which was full of anticipation. “What’d I taste like? Just so I know.”

Rick rolled his shoulders, “I don’t know. Like skin. It tasted good enough that I didn’t stop until you were done.”

I lowered my head until I felt my tongue touch his head. He was right. For the most part, it tasted like skin, a little salty, a little dry. I ran my tongue around the tip of his head and was rewarded for my effort by a groan from Rick.

Encouraged by this, I did what he’d done to me. I pushed his tube against his belly and licked the shaft. A bit salty, I thought. When I got to the base of his shaft, Rick’s ball sack hung down. I was more than a little envious when I cupped his balls in my hand. They felt like grapes. Getting a bit of inspiration from the boy I was sucking, I puckered up and kissed each ball before licking my way back up his shaft.

I opened my mouth wide to take his head into my mouth. When I clamped down on his mushroom, Rick gasped, “Oh, yeah. You’re a good cocksucker, Ev. Nice.”

I’m sure I’ve learned a lot of things in the fifth grade, but one thing every boy knows, you really don’t want to be a cocksucker. But there I was with my lips wrapped around Rick’s head. It wasn’t really fair, I thought. He’d been a good cocksucker to me, earlier. My mouth was too full to say any of that, but it didn’t stop me from thinking it.

I felt Rick’s fingers running through my hair as he pushed a bit. My mouth went a little lower on his shaft. But Rick was five inches. I might have been accused of having a big mouth, but that’s not exactly what folks were talking about, even as his glans slipped through my lips. I’d taken about two inches of Rick’s dick into my mouth at that point. I thought, I can manage this. My tongue darted about, running around his circumcision scar back up to the tip of his hand and back again.

“Nice, Ev,” Rick said. His hands, still on my head, pushed. I felt his dick head on the roof of my mouth as another inch slipped in. Much more of that and my tonsils would be slapping his dick head. My mouth was full, I was convinced. Rick’s dick had filled it up.

My friend did something I’d not expected, then. His hands held my head pretty firmly at that point and he pulled my head back a little, until his mushroomed head reached my lips, and then he pushed my face forward, bumping his dick against the roof of my mouth again. He fell into a little rhythm, pulling me back and pushing forward. His head slid deeper, pushing against the skin in front of my tonsils. My lips were closer to Rick’s little bush than they’d ever been. At one point he pushed a bit deeper and I almost gagged as a stray pube tickled the tip of my nose.

“Oh, yeah. I’m fucking your face, Ev. Oh, yeah. I feel my baby-makers now.”

As he said that, I realized I really didn’t want that white slime in my mouth. I tried pulling back on the upswing and realized that Rick was forcing my head back down. “What the fuck,” is what I tried to say, but the only thing that passed my lips, other than Rick’s cock, was what sounded like a muffled moan.

I felt his dick hit my throat as Rick’s pubes brushed against my lips. “Oh, fuck, Ev. You’ve got me in all the way. Fuckity, fuck, fuck. This feels… ah, oh.”

Rick held me down, his entire dick shoved in my mouth, all the way to my throat. It felt like he got even bigger in my mouth as I worried my mouth was about to explode. Then his dick jerked and I felt something hot hit my throat.

“Oh, yeah. Swallow it, bitch!” Rick groaned even as my hair was wrapped in his fingers as he pushed my face into his crotch. Another jolt and more of his cum hit my throat. As if it were possible, my mouth felt even more full. My taste buds were still trying to make sense his goo assaulting them. It was really salty and kind of bitter.

After Rick’s dick stopped spasming, he pulled back and his dick slipped from my mouth, while the slimy goo trickled out of my mouth and down my chin.

“Ah, fuck. That was fucking awesome.”

That wasn’t what I expected and I was pissed. “You fuckface. You slimed me.”

“Yeah,” he leered at the cum on my face. “And it felt really good.”

I grabbed the roll of TP and started dabbing at my face, “Fuck you, man.”

I think he realized I was mad. “Hey, Ev. I thought you’d be okay with it. I mean, I sucked you off. You came in my mouth, too.”

I threw a cum soaked bit of wadded up toilet paper at him. “Yeah? Did I shoot anything?”

He caught the crumpled missile and saw a little bit of his cum on it. He licked at it and said, “Oh, yeah. Finger licking good.”

I was still glaring at him. He owed me an answer. He mumbled, “Well, no. But if you had, I’d have swallowed every drop.”

I’d probably managed to swallow maybe half of what he’d shot out. It wasn’t that bad, but I was hurt about it. I’m not sure if it’s because Rick is so much bigger than me and I’m jealous or if it was just the surprise. We didn’t look at any more pictures that evening and by half past one in the morning we were both asleep.

End of part one

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