Category: First Time

Emerald Oceans

Emerald Oceans – By Randall Stanhope

It was his eyes that caught my attention. A pair of bright, vibrantly green eyes that, even from about fifteen to twenty feet away, stood out among the crowd of people moving back and forth across the pier. Even when someone would pass between us, the moment those eyes came back into view, they drew me in like a black hole.

My family and I were visiting the Los Angeles area that weekend. Well…more accurately, my mother and I were visiting LA. For her and I, this trip was a vacation. My father, however, was there for work. He was the CEO of a major agribusiness based in Minnesota. The company had branches in every state in the Midwest, as well as a few on both coasts, including ones in both Southern and Northern California. While he was up near Bakersfield touring the facilities and farms near there, my mother and I were making the most of our time in and around the LA area.

We had already visited several of the major landmarks. We had gone to Griffith Park and the observatory, walked along part of Hollywood Boulevard and looked at the stars on the Walk of Fame, went to Burbank and saw both the Warner Brothers and Universal Studios, and of course we went to Disneyland and spent a full day there. You’d think I would be having the absolute time of my life…but inside I was miserable, and had been for a while now.

See, my parents are the kind of people who micromanage the crap out of everything. That’s fine for my dad running a successful business, but that also applies to their lives and by extension, mine. In the thirteen years of my life, my entire adult life was more or less preordained. I would take a job with Dad’s business and work my way up the ladder, eventually taking over completely when he retires. I would find a nice girl, get married, and give my parents at least one grandchild.

It all sounds perfectly fine, if a little overbearing, doesn’t it? The only problem is, I’m gay. I have absolutely no interest at all in having sex with a girl.

Obviously, my parents don’t know and I can never tell them. Not because they would get angry and kick me out of the house or anything like that. They’re not homophobic. I just don’t have the heart to break the news to them that they will never have any grandchildren.

At first, I thought I could manage it somehow. Maybe I could make myself become interested in girls and breasts and vaginas and stuff. I tried looking up some porn on the internet, but I ended up focusing entirely on the men in the videos and pictures. The women did absolutely nothing for me.

And so there I was, a lonely and miserable thirteen year old, standing on the Santa Monica Pier watching the people move about. I had left my mother to sun herself on the beach. “Don’t wander off too far, Sam,” was her only instruction to me, and I had no real intention of doing so. It would be so easy to get myself lost, and even though I hated having to stay in the closet with my folks they were still my family.

I wandered up to the pier itself and found a spot near the rail that was vacant to watch the people. Naturally, my eyes were drawn more to the guys than the girls, particularly the guys who were in better shape. This being California, there were quite a lot of them around. It was while gazing at the perfectly sculpted chest of one grown man that I saw them. Those brilliant, green eyes.

They were attached to a boy, about my age or perhaps a bit younger, with beautifully tanned skin. He had a head of thick brown hair that hung down just above his shoulders. He was only wearing a pair of blue swim trunks and flip flops, so of course I had to check his body out. I couldn’t see a speck of fat on him, and while he was far from ripped he was most definitely fit. I could see a little muscle definition in his chest and just the barest beginnings of a six pack. He was, without question, the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen in my life.

And then it hit me that he was looking directly at me. Not at a person close by, not in my general direction. Straight into my own blue eyes.

I could tell I was blushing as I realized I’d been caught staring. I just hoped not so much that he could see from where he was standing. With how pale my skin was, though, I was sure *any* blushing was enough to be seen. I decided that now was a very good time to go somewhere else. Anywhere else but here. I pushed myself away from the rail, turned towards the amusement park area of the pier and resisted the urge to look behind me and see if that beautiful boy was still looking at me.

I ducked into the first building I walked by, which happened to be a small arcade. Needing a distraction, I walked around until I found a game that looked interesting, a fighting game from about fifteen years ago. I had some quarters in my pocket, so I popped a few in the machine and selected my character.

The first match began, but I was barely paying attention. My thoughts were still filled with that boy, his toned body, his tanned skin, his thick hair, and those bright green eyes. I was so caught up in my own head that I didn’t even hear the sound of quarters being dropped into the slot when suddenly the action froze and the message “HERE COMES A NEW CHALLENGER!” appeared on the screen.

I turned to see who my opponent was and was greeted by those eyes once more. It was him; he followed me. I felt the heat rise up in my cheeks and quickly averted my eyes.

“Hey,” he said and I swear it was like an angel speaking to me. Perfect body, perfect voice, and he was speaking to me.

“Uh…h-hi,” I managed to say, hoping I wasn’t making a complete ass of myself.

“I haven’t seen you around here before. You on vacation?”

“Um…yeah,” I replied. “Well…sort of. My dad’s here for business, but my mom and I are just here for vacation.”

“Cool,” he said. “I live just a couple blocks from here, so I come over all the time. This is one of my favorite places.”

“It is? Why?”

“All the eye candy.”

I assumed he was talking about all the girls in their swimsuits, but then he pointed to a young man of about 17 or 18 walking by the arcade in nothing but a speedo. “Like that guy over there.”

My breath caught in my throat. Did this boy just tell me he was gay? He turned back to look at me and grinned. I could feel my face getting warm again and he grinned wider. “You know, you look even cuter when you blush.”

I was completely embarrassed now. The boy put a hand on my shoulder and I felt an electric charge jump through me. “Oh man, I’m sorry if I embarrassed you,” he said. “It’s just I spotted you in the crowd and thought you looked cute. And then when you saw me looking and got all red in the face I had to come talk to you.”

By now, the game had been totally forgotten and the fight ended in a time out. I somehow manage to look at him again.

“I’m Gavin,” he said, extending his hand to me, “but my friends all call me Gav.”

I take it and once again I feel a jolt run up my body. The skin of my arms broke out in goosebumps.  “I-I’m Sam,” I squeaked. “It’s nice to meet you, Gavin.”

Gavin giggled, and like his voice it’s like music to my ears. “I said my friends call me Gav.”

I blushed once more, but managed to smile. I hadn’t even thought this trip would find me making a brand new friend. Now that we were properly introduced, I felt a little less self-conscious looking Gav over. A little less. He was even more beautiful up close. His smile, which he did often, positively lit up his face, his pearly white teeth a sharp contrast from his tanned skin.

Or…was it tan? Looking him over…and only slightly ogling his chest and abs…I noticed a complete lack of tan lines around the waistband of his trunks. So perhaps this was his natural skin color. Whatever the case was, he was a hottie through and through.

“So…” Gav said, bringing me out of the clouds, “you’re what? Thirteen? Fourteen?”

“Thirteen,” I told him, to which he nodded almost approvingly. “You?” I ask, curious if my guess was right.

“Twelve,” he answered, and I grinned. “And am I right in assuming you’re gay?”

A sudden panic hit me and I looked around, almost instinctively, as if my mother had maybe appeared out of thin air. When I calmed back down and took a moment to breathe, I realized I didn’t necessarily need to worry so much. “Y-yeah,” I said. “Um…how could you tell?”

“It was the way you were looking at me, and the way you blushed when you realized I was looking at you. I bet you got lots of boyfriends back home, right? Cute guy like you must have lots of them.”

I sighed as reality came crashing back down on me. I shook my head. “Hardly. I haven’t even had one.”

Gav looked at me like I was a Martian or something. “Whaaaaat?”

I briefly told him about my situation and how that had forced me into the closet.

“Oh man, that sucks,” Gav said when I finished telling him.

“I know,” I said, trying to hold back a few tears. “And it isn’t that my parents are homophobic or anything. It’s just that they really REALLY want at least one grandchild, and I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

Gav stood there, thinking for a moment, then leaned in close. “Wanna hang out with me?”

I blinked, not quite believing my ears. “Hang…hang out?”

“Yeah, like…like a date,” he said. “I wanna get to know you a little better. If you want, of course.”

I still was in disbelief. This boy, this beautiful, gorgeous boy had just asked *me* out. Me, some random kid he’d only just met. He was beautiful, but he was also a complete stranger. I didn’t know him from a hole in the ground, but…I wanted to get to know him. I had never met anyone like him, not just so good looking, but so self confident and sure of himself as he seemed to be.

And after all, what were my chances of anything even remotely like this ever happening again? As a wise man once said in one of my dad’s favorite movies, you gotta grab life by the lips and YANK as hard as you can.

“Yeah,” I said. “I’d love to.”

Without warning, Gav took me by the wrist, sending yet another shock through me, and led me back out onto the pier. He held my hand as we walked. I was nervous at first, worried that people would see and judge me, but after a few moments I began to realize that hardly anyone seemed to even notice and most of those that did didn’t seem to care. We even had one cute older guy glance down at our hands and give us a genuinely warm smile. That helped me to relax and get back to enjoying my time with Gav.

He led me all around the amusement park, getting us a bunch of tickets so we could go on some of the rides. We started simple with the bumper cars, working together in separate cars to double team anyone who challenged us. Then we went to one of the food vendors and got ourselves hot dogs to eat. He tried to convince me to ride with him on the roller coaster, but that was too fast a ride for me, especially right after eating. Instead, we walked around for a little bit, exploring the other vendors selling t-shirts, hats, shades, and other little souvenirs.

Once we thought our food had settled, we went back to riding, though the coaster was still out. We went on the scrambler and I felt my heart speed up every time inertia would force our bodies together. The way Gav would giggle only made it go even faster. This was my first time ever feeling something like this, but it was plainly obvious what was happening. I was over the moon for him.

After that, we went on the big ferris wheel. I was nervous, partly because of a mild fear of heights, but also because now I was going to be completely alone with Gav. There wasn’t a large crowd of people milling about around us. It was just him, the most perfect guy I had ever met, and me in the little gondola.

Like a moment out of every romantic movie ever made, the wheel came to a complete stop when we were near the very top. Far below us, I could just barely hear the noise of the crowd. Every so often, the screams from the roller coaster would soar above it all. It felt like a whole world away from us.

We sat there, looking out onto the Pacific Ocean. I had been to lakes, even one of the Great Lakes, but standing before one of them pales in comparison to looking out at the ocean. To just look out and see nothing but water, and then to realize that it goes on even further beyond the horizon, is an awesome thing to see.

“It’s beautiful,” I said.

“Yeah,” I heard Gav say just next to me. “It’s funny. I grew up here, I’ve looked out at the ocean at least once a day, but I’ve never stopped to really take it in, you know? Guess I always just took it for granted.”

“This is the first time I’ve ever been to the ocean,” I said. “It’s one of the two most beautiful things I’ve ever seen in my life.” I turned to look at him. “The really amazing thing is, I saw them both today.”

I have no idea where the hell that even came from and it was out of my mouth before I knew it. Gav snapped his head around to look at me, just as surprised at what I said. I felt the heat rise up my cheeks again, but then I saw his cheeks begin to redden, too. Was…was he blushing? At some corny thing *I* said?

We stared at each other for a few seconds, then Gav burst into laughter. “That was maybe the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me,” he said. “Are you *sure* you haven’t had a boyfriend?”

I began to giggle, a little less embarrassed now. “It’s the truth,” I said. “I just wish this day didn’t have to end.”

Gav’s laughter slowed to a stop and he looked intently at me. Again, I felt myself being drawn into his green eyes, drifting closer and closer…until I realized he was actually leaning forward.

My eyes shot wide open as I felt his lips push up against mine. He was kissing me. Gav was kissing me, and it felt amazing. My initial shock gave way to immense joy. Not only was I having my first kiss, but it was with this amazing, incredible boy I was absolutely smitten over.

I closed my eyes and pressed back against his lips. I felt his hand caress my cheek, then gently grasp the back of my head, holding me fast as he deepened the kiss. At that moment, I felt something awaken deep within me. Suddenly and without any warning, I felt an almost ravenous hunger for more. I kissed him back, a low growl forming in the back of my throat. His lips were like a drug and I was hooked.

I felt a shudder run through both of our bodies. I think I even took him by surprise, because he attempted to pull back a little. I was having none of it, though. My body acted before my brain even had the chance to fire a single synapse, grabbing and clutching his shoulders as we kissed.

Gradually, the rest of my senses began to push themselves forward and I became aware that the crowd noises had increased in volume. I began to wonder how that could be when a chorus of hoots and hollers rose up right outside the gondola. I opened my eyes and looked to see that the shuddering I had felt was actually the ferris wheel starting back up and moving us back to the ground.

I quickly broke the kiss and pushed myself away from Gav, but the damage was done. We had been seen by a few dozen or so people making out like there was no tomorrow. No one seemed too put off by our public display, though. In fact, many people were clapping loudly.

“Get a room, you two!” one person shouted.

Gav quickly grabbed me by the wrist and we beat a hasty retreat, making our way off of the pier and down onto the sand. When we got there, Gav let my hand go and walked a few steps ahead of me. He had been silent the whole way here. I wondered, had I gone too far? Had I overstepped my boundaries with him? Had I just gone and ruined everything?

“Gav?” I asked, timidly. “Gav, I–”

He whirled around and looked into my eyes. “Wanna go back to my place?” he asked.

“What?” I asked, confused.

“My place,” he repeated with a little smile. “It’s only a few blocks from here, and we’ll have some real privacy.”

I was torn. On the one hand, I wanted so badly to spend as much time as I could with Gav, but on the other…

“What about my mom?” I asked. “I don’t want to worry her.”

“We won’t be gone too long,” he said. “I promise.”

He looked at me with his brilliant eyes, almost pleading with them, and I gave in to my desires again.

“Okay, let’s go.”

Gav was right. His home was really close, a condominium complex about three blocks away from the pier. There didn’t seem to be anyone at the door to greet us, but Gav just punched in a code to unlock the front door. He led me up all the way to the top floor and to his unit. The entire time, my heart was pounding in my chest, wondering just what Gav had in mind. That hunger I felt before never fully left, and the more I looked at Gavin’s gorgeous body, the more I felt my dick stirring in my trunks.

He unlocked the door to his unit and stepped inside, waving me to follow. The moment I did, I felt Gav’s lips crash into mine again. I felt myself staggering back, only to bump into the door. I hadn’t even been aware he’d closed it. He kissed me at least as hungrily as I had kissed him earlier and I wondered if maybe something had awakened in him, too.

I felt his hands slide underneath my shirt, pushing it up to my neck. I shivered and flinched as his hands touched my ticklish stomach, but that only encouraged him. Gav broke the kiss and pulled my shirt over my head, throwing it down onto the floor. He looked at my bare chest. Compared to him, I was nothing; just some skinny white kid with his ribs poking out a little from his chest.

“Sorry it’s not much to look at,” I said.

Gav just shook his head. “You’re perfect exactly as you are,” he told me, smiling as he leaned in to kiss and suck the base of my neck.

I gasped in shock. I didn’t know kissing there felt so good. My skin tingled all over the spots where his lips and tongue kissed, sucked, and licked. Gav pressed the thigh of one leg between both of mine, grinding it against my dick. I felt it harden in my trunks, causing me to whimper and moan a little.

Gav chuckled and began to slowly drop down to his knees. As he went, he ran his hands all over, up and down my torso, kissing and licking my chest and nipples. I looked down at him looking up at me, the front of my trunks poking out right at him. Oh God, I thought, this was really happening.

I sucked in my breath as I felt the tips of his fingers on my hips, forcing themselves past the waistband of my trunks. In one smooth motion, he gripped them and pulled them down my legs. I let my breath out in a thick sigh as I felt my cock released from its confinement and the open air touched it.

My cock was about four and a half inches fully hard, and it was pointed right in Gav’s face. He looked at it with his beautiful green eyes while I felt incredibly exposed. This was all happening so fast and yet somehow just right at the same time.

“It’s gorgeous,” he said, then he looked up at me. “May I?”

I blinked. “May you…what?” I asked, unsure. Surely he didn’t mean…

“May I…touch it?” he asked with an impish grin.

Again, I was torn. My heart was telling me to give myself over to him, but my brain was telling me to think about my duty to my parents. Their plans for me did not include having sex with another boy.

But this was my life, I finally reasoned, not theirs.

“Yes,” I said softly. “Please touch me.”

Gav’s grin became a wide smile and I watched in what felt like super slow motion as his hand came up and his fingers curled themselves around the shaft of my cock. The jolt of pleasure I felt was the most powerful one yet. I had jerked myself off countless times before, like any other red blooded boy, but the feeling of your own hand on your junk absolutely pales in comparison when another person touches you.

Especially when it’s someone as adept as Gav seemed to be. He began stroking me slowly, like he was sizing me up, before finding a steady pace. He twisted his hand gently one way with each upstroke, then back the other way with each downstroke. It wasn’t how I was used to jacking it, adding even more strong sensations through my body. It was a very good thing the door was right behind me to support me, or else my wobbly legs would have sent me crashing to the floor.

I watched as he steadily and expertly jerked me, my pleasure building up a bit, only for him to ease off a little and let it die down, only to build it back up again and go just a hair further before easing back off again.

“H-how many boyf-friends have you ha-had?” I managed to ask as my lungs and diaphragm were constantly short circuiting because of him.

“Boyfriends, as in *actual* boyfriends?” he asked.

I wasn’t aware of any other kind of boyfriends out there, so I simply nodded my head.

“None,” he said, which surprised the heck out of me. “I have some fuck buddies from school that I’ll mess around with, but none of them are ever serious.” He got a bit of a sad look on his face. “Some of them are closeted, some of them are just looking for a quick lay and don’t care whether it’s a girl or a boy, and some are open but aren’t looking for anything serious.”

“How could anyone not want to be boyfriends with someone as beautiful as you?” I asked, my mouth again speaking before my brain had a chance to even think.

Gav looked up at me, that impish grin returning. “Again with the epic flirting!” he said. “Are you saying you’d like to be my boyfriend?”

I swallowed. “I would be the luckiest guy in the world,” I said.

Gav stood up, still grinning. “Then let’s see what else you got,” he said as he led me away from the door and into the living room. He pushed me down onto the sofa and I watched as he hooked his thumbs in his trunks and shoved them down. My breath stopped as I saw his rock hard dick come out. I had a small tuft of hair around mine, but Gav was still completely hairless. Also unlike mine, his was uncut, though the tip was just barely peeking out from the foreskin. I also noticed that he definitely didn’t have any tan lines. So this had to be his natural skin color. Not that I really cared. He was sublime.

He stepped out of his trunks and walked up next to my head. As he climbed on top of me, I realized what he had in mind. Sure enough, that glorious cock of his was soon dangling directly over my face and I felt Gav’s hand and breath on my own. Before I had a chance to really take in what was happening to me now, I felt the most incredible thing yet as Gav took my cock into his mouth and began sucking.

“OH!” I cried out, out of both surprise and pleasure. My entire body flinched, arching my back and my hands grasping at the sofa to keep from falling off. I had watched plenty of porn online, and that included tons of blowjob clips. I knew it had to feel amazing, but nothing could have prepared me for what one actually *felt* like. “Amazing” doesn’t even come close to describing how it felt. My entire body shivered and it became difficult to breathe normally.

I heard Gav giggle, his mouth still wrapped around my cock. That alone sent shockwaves up my spine as the vibrations resonated and amplified themselves through my dick. Through the stars in my vision, I became aware that he was wiggling his hips and making his own dick swing in front of my face.

With a shaky hand, though whether that was nerves or because Gav was making my entire body shake I couldn’t say, I gingerly took his dick in my fingers. I heard Gav hum as I did, sending yet another jolt through me. As I mentally prepared myself to give my first ever blowjob, I took a moment to give his dick a good look.

I tilted it one way, then the other, angling my own head to get the best view. He looked just a bit smaller than me, maybe about four inches, with his little ball sack still hugging pretty close to his body. I ran my hand over it, feeling his balls shift around a little as I did, then returned to his shaft. I slid the skin down, revealing the head. I had caught glimpses of my classmates’ junk in the showers after PE, but this was the first dick other than my own that I *really* looked at. And like the boy it was attached to, I thought it was absolutely perfect.

But just because it looked perfect, how sure could I be that it would taste good, too? I hadn’t even *touched* another dick until just now, much less had one in my mouth. Working up as much nerve as I could, I leaned my head up, extended my tongue, and gave the tip a quick lick. Gav instantly flinched a little, letting out a muffled yelp, which again reverberated up my body.

I ran my tongue over my lips, judging how my first, admittedly brief, taste of cock was. I didn’t really taste anything I would consider bad. A little salty from his sweat, perhaps, but otherwise I realized it was just skin. Before I could talk myself out of it, I opened my mouth, grabbed Gav’s hips, and pulled his cock completely into my mouth and began to suck as best I could.

I had absolutely no clue if I was doing it well or even if I was doing it *right*, but I tried to imitate what I felt Gav doing to me. I let my lips glide along the head and shaft as I pulled him down into my mouth, careful not to scrape my teeth on it. I let it rest against my tongue for a moment as I grew a little more accustomed to how it felt. I felt it twitch a few times, just as I felt my own cock twitch inside of Gav’s mouth. I pulled my head back down, sucking gently as I felt him slide back out. When just the tip was left inside my mouth, I reversed course, pushing him back into my mouth.

I heard Gav moan softly and figured I must be doing okay, so I kept going. As I began to get the hang of what I was doing, I decided to try and match his speed and technique. I still wasn’t sure I was doing it right, but the sounds he was making suggested I was. I felt the fingers of one hand slide between my butt cheeks, rather close to my asshole. I shuddered, the mental image of his cock pushing into me immediately springing to my mind. I wasn’t sure I was quite ready for that, but if it was with Gavin, I would try anything.

We laid like that for several minutes, sucking each other. Our slurping and moaning filled the room and my ears. It sounded like every porno I had ever watched, but the fact that it was actually happening to me just made me grow hotter.

Before I knew it, I felt my balls getting ready to let loose. I had no idea if Gav knew, but I didn’t want him caught unaware. I let his cock slip out of my mouth to speak. “Gav…I’m gonna cum soon…”

Gav responded by going even faster. My eyes almost crossed as he blew me. I couldn’t focus on anything, so I simply laid back as he finished his work. I bit my lip and groaned loudly as I came the hardest I had ever cum before. Gavin didn’t let up for a moment, sucking and swallowing shot after shot. I didn’t think I even shot that much actual cum, but he just kept sucking until I finally just sort of sagged back onto the couch in exhaustion.

Panting, I smacked his butt. “Stop…stop…” I breathed. “It…it’s too much…” He finally slowed and released my cock from his lips, looking back and grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

I laid there, slowly catching my breath, while he continued to dangle his own hard cock above me. I gave him a half-hearted smile, letting him know I wasn’t about to leave him hanging. When I felt recovered enough, I made a deliberate show of wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him back down. I went back to work on his cock, determined to give him the same level of pleasure he had just given me.

He must have been pretty far along himself, because it was only a minute or so later that I heard him speak. “Oh, fuck, Sam, I’m close.”

Now I had a choice. I had never tasted cum, not even my own, so I really wasn’t sure it was something I would like. On the other hand, it seemed like it would be rude of me to not at least try it. And at his age, would he even have anything to shoot? I had started at about twelve, but it was very thin.

I decided it would only be fair to catch his cum, if any, in my mouth, so I did as he had done and doubled my efforts. Now it was his turn to squirm and squeal as I blew him. I heard a long, protracted hum come from Gav’s lips, which was followed by the first spurt of cum hitting my tongue.

As I thought, it wasn’t very thick. It was soon followed by a second, third, and fourth small spurt. After that, his cock just twitched in my lips. His cum wasn’t half bad, actually, but that might have been because it was so thin. Still, I gulped it all down and let him pop out of my mouth with a smack.

After a few moments of silence, while we both regained our breath, Gav swiveled himself around so we were face to face. “This is the most fun I’ve had with a guy for a while,” he said, smiling.

I smiled back at him, but his comment brought another question to my mind. “How long have you been doing stuff like this?”

“Couple years,” he said, rather matter-of-factly. “I always knew I was gay and my mom always encouraged me to be myself, so I’ve never been in the closet.” His eyes grew a little sad as he looked down into my eyes. “I can’t imagine what it’s like for you.”

“It’s tough,” I said with a heavy sigh. I hugged Gav close to me. “I never imagined it could be like this. I want more. If only because I may never get this chance again.”

Gav pushed himself back up and kissed me softly on the lips. “Here, let’s swap places.” He stood up, helped me to my feet, and laid down in my place. I watched with widening eyes as he raised his legs up to present his asshole to me.

“Are you sure?” I asked. 

“You wanted more, right?” he asked. “I don’t usually go so far so fast, even with my friends, but…I feel something different with you. I want you to fuck me.”

I swallowed and looked at his ass. It looked so enticing and I couldn’t resist my desires. I climbed onto the sofa into position and took hold of my cock, still wet with Gav’s spit. I lined the head up against his hole and slowly pushed in. There was some resistance, but not nearly as much as I was anticipating. I watched in awe as the head disappeared inside. Gav sucked in his breath sharply and I froze, afraid I had hurt him. “You want me to pull out?” I asked, concern rising in my voice.

“No, no. It’s fine,” he said, gently grabbing my shoulder. “It’s just been a while since I had a cock in me. Just give me a sec.”

I stayed perfectly still and just waited. I gradually felt the grip around my dick loosen a little and Gav’s breathing returned to something close to normal. At last, he looked at me with those eyes and nodded. “Okay,” he said. “I should be good now.”

I slowly pushed forward again and was surprised at how much easier my cock slid in. I watched in awe as all four and a half inches of it push into Gavin, but it wasn’t until I felt our skin come into contact that the enormity of this really hit home.

I was having sex.

Actual sex.

With another boy.

I was having actual *gay* sex.

And I was having it with the most gorgeous boy I had ever met.

I took a moment to check out how it felt inside of Gav’s ass. Since it was my first time, I had no basis for comparison, of course. The closest thing I could even think to compare it to was his mouth, but both sensations were unique. Gavin’s mouth was decidedly wetter and a bit slimmer because of his spit. His butt was tighter and perhaps a bit hotter. He also would occasionally clench his butt a bit, which squeezed my cock and sent shudders through me.

“Fuck me, Sam,” Gav said softly, but with a tremendous need underneath it. “Please fuck me.”

Even as a total newb, I had seen enough porn to know what to do. I slowly pulled myself back out, stopping when only the head remained inside, then just as slowly pushed back in. I felt the tip brush up against something and Gav shook and let out a moan that resonated with something deep in my core. It made me feel…powerful.  I made him make that sound. Me. I wanted–no, I *needed*–to hear it again.

I repeated my movements exactly the same and again Gav let out another moan. And another. And another. Each moan only fed my desire for him. Feeling bolder, I began to roll my hips a little faster. Gav responded with a gasp and a whine, biting his lip and squinting his eyes shut. Even like this, he was gorgeous. Perhaps even more so.

I leaned down over him, his legs pressed between our shoulders, and began to find my rhythm. My panting breath joined his moaning, sending my mind into a sexual haze. The rest of the world drained away from my thoughts. The room, the neighbors, the pier, the beach, my mother, all of it gone. It was just Gav and myself, alone in our little bubble.

As I pumped my cock in and out of him, I felt Gav begin to squeeze the muscles around his hole around me, gripping my dick. I grunted each time he did it as it helped nudge me closer to the edge.

If we hadn’t just cum a few minutes before, we probably would have already. Instead, it took me some time to build up to my next climax. Gav would jolt and jump a little beneath me as I felt my cock rub up against his prostate. Watching him like that gave me an idea. I sat up a little and reached my hand down to take his cock and began stroking him.

“Oh, Jesus!” he yelped, arching his back and clutching at the couch cushions as I jerked him off. “Oh, fuck, don’t stop!”

I wasn’t about to. In fact, seeing him acting so helpless under my touch gave me a huge rush. I synced up my stroking with my thrusts, tugging up as I pulled out and back down as I shoved back in. Gav managed to look up at me through slitted eyes and smiled. I burned the sight into my memory.

His eyes shut once again and I watched as his mouth became a perfect circle. He let out one last moan and I felt his dick throb in my hand. More of his thin cum began to shoot out onto his belly and I felt his ass clamp down on my own dick. With the added grip, plus watching Gav cum before my eyes, I barely lasted another five seconds before I felt my balls draw up and I shot my own load into him.

As our climaxes faded and we regained our senses again, I let myself sag down on top of Gav, who wrapped his arms around me. His legs and his cum were still sandwiched between us and my cock was still buried in his butt, but it somehow felt bizarrely wholesome and sweet to me to be held so close.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a bolt turning and my eyes shot open as the door opened. A second later, I heard a female voice. “Ugh…Gav, what did Mom tell you about leaving your clothes on the–” She stopped as she came into the living room and saw Gav and me on the couch. “Oh,” she said, seemingly not at all surprised by the sight before her. “You know Mom’s gonna kill you if you get cum stains on the couch again.”

“Oh, relax,” Gav said, sounding a little annoyed. “We just finished and his dick’s still inside me. I was gonna get us up and shower in a couple minutes.”

Despite my utter embarrassment, I looked at the newcomer and stared. I was 100% gay, but if any girl could have made me try going straight it would probably be this girl. She looked about the same age as Gav, but more than that, she was the spitting image of him, right down to his emerald eyes. The only obvious differences were the fact that she had a pair of small breasts underneath the top of a two piece swimsuit and she had longer hair that went down between her shoulders.

“I haven’t seen him before,” she said, giving me a long look of her own. “He’s cute. Is he new?”

“Visiting on vacation,” Gav replied. I was still trying to wrap my brain around how they could be so nonchalant about her walking in on us just after we’d had sex.

She seemed to finally notice how much like a deer in the headlights I looked. “Sorry,” she said, smiling a little. “I should introduce myself. I’m Gabrielle, Gavin’s twin sister.” She held her hand out to me, which I hesitantly shook, the heat burning up my cheeks as I gave her my name. “He’s even cuter when he blushes.”

“Right?!” Gav exclaimed. “Exactly what I said!”

Gabrielle giggled. “Oh, don’t be embarrassed, Sam. Our mom taught us to be proud of our bodies. We’ve seen each other, and our mom, naked all the time.” She leaned over and needled Gav in his side. “And I’ve walked in on him in the middle of banging one of his fuck buddies more than once.”

“Please don’t call him that, Gabby,” Gav said, surprising me with how firm his voice became. “He’s nobody’s fuck buddy. You didn’t hear him flirting earlier. Whoever ends up nabbing him is going to be the luckiest boy on earth.”

Gabby was just as surprised as me. “I have never heard you talk like that about a guy.”

“I know,” he said, looking at me and smiling warmly. “I know I only just met him, but…he’s really, really sweet.” His eyes perked up as he seemed to have an idea. “Hey, let’s swap numbers. I wanna stay in touch with you, okay?”

I blinked, surprised. “Uh, sure,” I said, grinning as I realized I could stay in touch with him.

“Well, hey,” Gabby said, playfully patting me on the butt. “I got a date of my own to get ready for. It was nice meeting you, Sam, and if you guys do stay on touch I hope I get to know you better than just seeing you naked and fucking my brother.” She stood and walked out of the room. “And don’t get cum on the cushions!”

We both looked at each other and burst into laughter, then Gav pulled me in for a long and tender kiss. “I mean it,” he said when we came up for air. “I wanna stay in touch after today.”

I smiled back at him. “I want that, too.”

We got up and quickly showered to clean ourselves up, then got our trunks back on and went back to the beach. We found my mom close to the spot where I had left her. She had just started to get worried about me and was looking around for me, so we were just in time. After a quick explanation that I had made a friend and lost track of time, I introduced Mom to Gavin.

Before we parted ways, Gav and I exchanged phone numbers and emails. A couple days later, my dad had finished up his business and we were on a flight back to Minnesota. First thing I did when we landed was call Gav and let him know I had made it safely.

We spoke or messaged each other constantly, and when business saw Dad going back out to California a year later, I begged and pleaded with my Mom to include another visit to Santa Monica so I could see Gav again.

He and I spent the whole day together and went to his condo once again to have sex (in his bed this time). I was heartbroken when the time came to say goodbye again, but we promised each other again that we’d stay in touch. Soon after, without any real cause, I noticed my parents didn’t talk about my future quite as often anymore. I wasn’t sure why, but I didn’t think much of it.

Cell phones and emails gave way to Skype and later, Discord. Our chats became a weekly thing and as time went on, I got to know Gabby better as well as their mom. Sometimes, when Gav wasn’t available, I would have a chat with one of them instead just to stay up to date with everything going on in his life. It was during one of those chats with Gabby that everything changed.

“You have no idea how much he’s changed,” she told me. By then, I had turned eighteen and was about to finish high school.

“Oh, come on,” I said, unable to believe that I could have any sort of influence on anyone else, let alone someone like Gavin. “This is Gav we’re talking about.”

“I mean it” she insisted. “You know all those ‘fuck buddies’ I told you about?”

“Yeah?”

“He began to slow down how often he hooked up with them shortly after you left the first time,” she told me. “And he stopped hooking up completely by Christmas that year.”

I could barely believe it. “Seriously?” I asked.

“And you don’t see him when you guys aren’t chatting,” she went on. “He always gets really bummed right after you guys end a call, and his face totally brightens anytime your name gets brought up or he gets a message from you.”

I swallowed. What she was saying actually mirrored myself. Any time I got a text or something from Gav, my heart would pick up and I would smile before I even looked at what he sent. Anyone nearby would laugh and tease that I had a secret girlfriend. It was a little annoying, but with Gav it was worth the irritation.

“I don’t know if he’d admit it, but…I think he’s in love with you.”

And just like that, it hit me. “Gabby,” I said, “I’m in love with him, too.”

Gabby smiled. “Then you need to tell him as soon as you can.”

I faltered. “I know, but…what about my parents? They still don’t know and I can’t break their hearts about wanting grandchildren.”

“Sam, listen to me,” she said. “If they love you, if they truly love you, then they will accept it and you.” She paused for a moment to think. “And if you want to have a kid…then I can help.”

“Help? How?”

“I can be your surrogate and let you use one of my eggs.”

My jaw dropped. In all this time, that idea never once occurred to me. “Are you sure?” I asked. “You…you’d really do that?”

“Sam, you and Gav are perfect for each other. It would be my honor to do this for you guys.”

I could feel tears stinging my eyes. “I…I don’t know what to say,” I blubbered.

“You can start by coming out to your parents, then get your hot little butt back here to my brother.”

And that’s exactly what I did. I sat my parents down that very evening and told them I was gay. Then my mom surprised me by saying they already knew ever since I begged them to go back to Santa Monica and I spent all day with Gav. They said they knew it was up to me to tell them, so they waited.

That explained them letting up on the marriage talk. Part of me wished they had said something earlier, but I could kind of see their point. They told me they only wanted me to be happy, but I could still sense some sadness in their eyes. I knew it was for the grandchildren they thought they would no longer have. When I told them what Gabby had offered to do, we all cried tears of joy.

With no other obstacle in the way, we made one more trip out to LA, only this time we went straight to Santa Monica and Gav’s condo. You should have seen the look of surprise and joy when he opened the door and found me and my parents standing there, and even more surprised when I pulled him into my arms and kissed him right then and there. After a quick introduction to my father, who he was meeting for the first time, I dropped down to one knee and asked him to marry me.

The wedding didn’t happen right away, since Gav was still only seventeen, but that gave us all the time we needed to make all the arrangements for what would come after. Dad set me up with a position at their Bakersfield office, but one where I could work remotely. Gav and I found a condo of our own to move into, and my parents helped us to get ourselves moved in.

Shortly after we were married, true to her word, Gabby acted as both egg donor and surrogate for us. Gav and I still wanted our child to come from an act of lovemaking, so he fucked me to collect my semen. It was the first time I had a cock in my butt and while it wasn’t the most comfortable feeling, it was well worth it. Nine months later, we welcomed a baby boy, whom we named Gabriel after the one who helped us bring her into the world. A year later, again with Gabby’s help, we gave Gabriel a sister, Samantha.

Life has been good to all of us. Our children are healthy, and our families have been there to offer us advice and support. And every day, I get to look into those brilliant green eyes as much as I want and just lose myself in those emerald oceans.

The End

Copyright 2022 – Randall Stanhope
All rights reserved

In case you want to send praise to Randall, give him constructive feedback, or just want to get in touch with him, you can reach him at randall.stanhope@protonmail.com

Backyard Bashfulness

Backyard Bashfulness

Backyard Bashfulness – Other formats:
MP3
m4a
m4b

eBook
PDF


Backyard Bashfulness
By
Jason Crow

I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday. It was the day I lost my virginity to my big sister.

I came home early from school because Mrs. Halsey had a heart attack in class that day. Most of us weren’t aware of this because we were working on a separate assignment in the back. But when other teachers, and a little later our nurse, came running and we were directed out of the classroom through the window, we all knew something was up.

We all gathered in the cafeteria, where the principal talked to us about what happened. He also told us that we were free for the rest of the day and allowed us to go home.

It was just a twenty-minute walk from school to my house, and I knew I’d be home alone for the rest of the day. So when Mr. Deacon offered to call my parents, I told him it wasn’t necessary because they’d be at work anyways. But he called them nevertheless, and after explaining everything to my mother, he handed me the phone.

“She wants to talk to you, Brett,” he said, handing me the phone with a knowing smile.

I held the phone to my ear, and the familiar voice of my mom said, “Hi, sweetie! You okay?”

I explained I was fine and that I was about to go home. It wasn’t a surprise that she had to stay at work, but I didn’t mind that at all. Mom gave her the usual speech about being careful, and she insisted that I could call her when I wanted to talk about what happened today.

Mom and dad both had very demanding jobs. My dad was the CFO of a big company specializing in corporate finance, and my mom was a manager at a pharmaceutical company. Both worked long hours, but they never neglected my sister or me. They were home almost every weekend, and at least one of them was home to cook and eat dinner with my sister Hailey and me every evening.

Still, my sister and I were home alone a lot. Up until about two years ago, we had a nanny who was always there and basically ran our household during the day. But when she was asked to come and work for some famous person, Dad asked me, because I was the youngest, if I wanted a new nanny.

I had just turned eleven and felt all grown up when my dad asked me what I wanted. Of course, I thought I didn’t need a nanny anymore. So Mom and Dad threw her a small farewell party, which was pretty emotional, but we also laughed a lot during that party. She told my sister and me how big we’ve grown and that it was the perfect time for her to get a new job. She’d miss us, of course, but she promised to stay in touch. So after we said farewell and a few final hugs, I was nannyless.

And that was it. Whenever I came home from school, I came home to an empty house. Unless my sister was home already, but usually, her schedule was different from mine. And she usually had her cheerleader practice three times a week after school. At first, it took me a little getting used to being alone, but my sister helped me out with a few good ideas and pointers on how to do things right. So after a few weeks, I didn’t know any better and even liked the freedom and responsibility.

During the walk home, I was contemplating my options for the day. We were cleared from homework, which was a big plus, and my sister Haley had her practice after school. This meant that I’d have the entire day to myself.

I turned up the volume of my Beats when the latest Foo Fighters song started playing as I rounded the last corner toward our house. I already figured out that, because there’s no way I can be caught or interrupted, I’d start with a slow jerking session in my room. I’ve already downloaded a few new vids of big-breasted women surrounded by six or seven guys, where she’s alternating between them, sucking and jerking them off. They always end in the women being covered in cum. This was my latest go-to type of vid to get off on. I didn’t know why, but this combination somehow turned me on immensely and always got the job done.

As I inserted the key in the front door, I already felt my dick chub up at the thought of these vids. I also wanted to hop in the jacuzzi that was installed two weeks ago. My dad really put out on this one. A six-person-sized spa with a TV which slowly rose from a hidden spot at one end of the jacuzzi.

Before I went upstairs, I checked Hailey’s schedule on the fridge to make sure I was right about being home alone until around five this afternoon. Seeing I was right caused my dick to quickly stiffen to full mast, and I practically ran up the stairs to my room.

I pressed the power button on my pc, and as it started to boot, I took off my shirt and pants. I looked down at my tented Under Armor boxers, feeling proud at how much I’d grown down there over the last year. In the shower after basketball practice, I learned that I was one of the bigger boys on the team, despite being almost the youngest. Of course, it helped that I didn’t have a big, bulky build like most guys, so my dick looked even more prominent. I was a good five inches hard, and it showed when I looked down.

As my login screen appeared, I slid down my boxers, sat down on my gaming chair, and sucked in a breath as my skin hit the cold leather. But I hardly gave it a second thought as I immediately started searching for the recently downloaded videos.

Before I knew it, the woman was sitting on her knees, surrounded by six men, all pointing their hard dicks toward her face. It amazed me that all the guys needed to keep jacking themselves in order to stay hard. I knew for sure that if I was one of them, I’d stay hard no matter what.

I had to hold back a little because I wanted this session to last. However, as she sucked on the guy with the biggest dick, I felt my balls starting to boil, so I had to let go for a moment. This happened a few times, making it increasingly difficult to hold back. But I knew the end was approaching, so when the first guy started squirting all over her tits, I started going at it for real. I kept looking at the squirting cocks coating the woman in cum, and somewhere between the fourth and fifth guy, I felt my balls contract.

The two last guys emptied their balls over the woman as I felt the cum leave my dick and splatter over my bare chest. By now, the woman had her mouth open and extended her tongue to catch some of it in her mouth. My orgasm kept going during the ejaculation of the last two guys, and I felt a bit drained when the camera panned over the woman, showing how much was covering her. She giggled coyly into the camera, and moments later, the clip faded to black.

I sighed deeply and checked out the mess I had made. Lately, my watery cum had become a little bit thicker, but I was nowhere near the stuff I saw in the videos. It didn’t matter much to me because it was easy to clean, and I knew it would only take a little time to shoot the real thick stuff.

I grabbed the towel I kept in my desk drawer and started cleaning myself. After I was done, I got up and walked over to my dresser to grab my swimming trunks. My dick had gone down by now, which I noticed as I walked past my full-length mirror. I always checked out my dick in the mirror when I got a chance. I didn’t know if it was normal, but I couldn’t help myself. It was the same as in the showers at school. If I saw a naked body, I had to look.

I stopped in front of my mirror to take another good look and to check if I didn’t miss any cum, which would be uncomfortable when it dried. I moved a big lock of hair out of my face and checked out my shoulders. They had broadened over the past few months, and all the basketball practice was clearly paying off. Looking at my face, I realized that my dark-brown hair needed a trim if I didn’t want to start looking like some goth.

I hated the freckles around my nose, but Mom insisted it looked adorable on me. Of course, I know moms aren’t unbiased as a judge of their own kids, but I heard some girls in school whisper to each other that I was a cutie, so Mom was probably right about this one.

As I looked further down, I felt proud about my tight belly and the small patch of black pubes above my dick. Despite my five-foot-two frame, my three-and-a-half-inch soft dick still looked big because it was a bit thicker than my classmates.

After brushing my fingers through my pubes for a moment and glancing at my body one last time, I pulled up my trunks. I flung the towel over my neck, shut down my computer, and went downstairs.

* * *

As I approached the jacuzzi, I marveled again at how Dad changed our former ‘playground’ with a sandbox and a swing into a real cozy chilling spot. The six-person jacuzzi was placed in the corner. Next to the path leading to the jacuzzi was a small canopy where you could drop stuff like towels, drinks, and other things you’d take to relax. A small shed was placed next to it that could be used to change. It had a few shelves for chlorine and other cleaning materials.

I lifted the cover and moved it toward the designated spot at the side so it was out of the way. It sat between the jacuzzi and the privacy fence. I checked the chlorine and water level, as that one word kept resonating in my head… ‘privacy’…

I stood straight, looked around, and was amazed that I didn’t realize this earlier. Our garden was completely private. Absolutely no one could see me here except the people inside our house. Up until now, I’ve only been home alone for about an hour tops. But now… I had a few hours of alone time.

That little spark started growing inside my head, and I felt a small smile appear on my lips, and my dick chubbed up a little. As I walked over to the canopy and sat on the bench, I weighed the pros and cons in my head, but it didn’t take long to make up my mind. I looked around once more, stood up, and quickly dropped my trunks.

As I stood there with my bare back toward the house, a soft gush of wind caressed my dick and balls. Then and there, I knew I had found myself a new hobby. Still feeling shy, I glanced around, despite knowing I was alone for at least another five hours.

So I started walking around in the garden to get used to the feeling of being naked outdoors. After a few steps, I deliberately started wiggling with my dick, making me giggle like a little girl. The feeling of walking around naked was astonishing! It was clear that my parents would disapprove, and the possibility of being caught, no matter how slim, was so exciting that I felt myself grow hard.

As I looked at my reflection in the window of our house, seeing myself standing there, erect, and with the bushes and trees in the background, it got me all worked up again, despite having an orgasm less than half an hour ago.

Smiling at my reflection, I felt free and started running around our backyard. Feeling my boner wobble from left to right as I did this enhanced my feelings of freedom and liberty. I was completely alone, naked, and stiff. And it felt incredible!

After a few minutes of running and jumping around, resisting the urge to start tugging at my hard dick, I stepped into the jacuzzi to relax. But right before I got in, I realized I might as well grab something to drink. Dad wouldn’t allow it when he was home, but I was feeling bold right now and had a bit of a ‘screw you all’ vibe over me by now. So I walked into the house, which gave me a whole new feeling of freedom as I did this in the buff. But I got used to being naked, so I quickly grabbed a couple of Cokes, headed back, and let myself sink into the jacuzzi.

The warm water around my body and the absence of my trunks relaxed me immediately. I grabbed the remote, and when I pressed the ‘on’ button, the sixty-five-inch TV started sliding up from its hiding place. As the TV began to appear, I pressed the button on the edge of the jacuzzi, and with a soft hum, the pump came to life, and bubbles surrounded me moments later.

I flipped through our catalog of movies and series, and after scanning almost everything, I eventually decided on starting Game of Thrones. I never watched it because my parents didn’t think it was fit for a thirteen-year-old boy. But I knew my dad had lifted all restrictions and that he’d stopped scanning what my sister and I were watching. So, hey! Why not, right? I heard there were naked women in it, so it would definitely be interesting.

I polished off my first can of coke and pressed play. The HBO logo was showing on TV, and the bubbles stopped right at that moment. The self-timer had kicked in, which meant the pump would stop automatically after fifteen minutes. Apparently, Dad hadn’t figured out how to extend it, but I didn’t care too much. Because when I pressed the button, the bubbles came back, along with the noise. The only thing left was cranking up the TV’s volume, so I could hear what they were saying.

Starting to relax, I slid down a little and started to get into the story. I still wasn’t getting what all the fuss was about, but I had to admit that the story was gripping me so far. After a few more minutes, I almost jumped out of the jacuzzi when I heard, “Mind if I join you?” And my sister dropped her bathrobe on the bench next to my towel.

My hands instinctively moved over my dick and balls to cover it up. But as she started to step into the pool, I was stunned by how she looked and almost forgot that I was naked and about to be busted.

My sister was a little over a year older than me, and it showed. Literally. Hailey had filled out in all the right places, something I started noticing a few months ago. She was a popular cheerleader, but she was always nice to everybody, myself included. She was just slightly taller than me, and her hair was a little lighter than mine.

My eyes roamed over her body, and as my dick started to grow, I felt a little guilty for getting hard over my sister. She was wearing a bright yellow bikini, showing off her tight, fit body. Her hard nipples, topping off her c-cup boobs, were showing clearly in her bikini top. Her bottoms were high over her hips but low in the middle. It surprised me that I didn’t see any hairs down there. That’s how low it was at the front.

This all happened in a few moments, and as I stammered a soft, “I’m… I’m uhm… it’s…” my voice cracked.

Hailey clearly didn’t catch on and didn’t know about the situation I was currently in, so she kept going and sat down next to me, her bare shoulder touching mine.

“There. Now we’ve both got the best seats in the house. What are you watching?” she asked, utterly oblivious to the stress I was feeling.

All I could think about was that if her hip touched mine, she’d know I was naked. And if the light was just right, she could see my pubes through the bubbles. If anything happened, I would be busted.

“Its… uhm… Game of Thrones,” I managed to say without a cracking voice.

“Cool! I dropped in on the third season. Never saw the first two. Do you mind if we watch it together?”

“N… no. Of course not,” I said, regaining my cool a little.

“You know there’s naked people in it, right?” she chuckled and poked me in the ribs with her elbow, winking at me.

“I’m… uhm…” I stammered.

“Don’t worry, Bro. You know I won’t tell.”

I pressed pause on the remote and looked at my sister. It tooke me some effort to focus on her eyes because her boobs were distracting me. They were wobbling on the water because of the bubbles.

Hailey looked at me questioningly and asked, “What!?”

“I thought your schedule ended at three, and you had practice after that.”

“Yeah… well…” she started, “You were in Mrs. Halsey’s class when ‘it’ happened, right?” Hailey asked with the emphasis on ‘it.’

“Yeah. Didn’t see or hear anything. We just had to leave.”

“It’s that… well… she didn’t make it.”

“Oh,” I said softly. And I didn’t quite know what to say to something like this, so I continued, “she was nice.”

“No, she wasn’t. But she did manage to teach me some chemistry. She was the only teacher who ever did that,” Hailey said with a certain respect in her voice.

“She sat me next to Sally Brighton. I liked that,” I chuckled.

“Bet you did, little bro,” Hailey smiled knowingly.

“So?”

Hailey looked a little confused but quickly caught on and said, “Oh, right! Well, the teachers needed time to mourn and get together to talk about what happened. So they canceled all classes for the rest of the day, including my practice.”

“I see,” I said, clearly looking bummed out.

“You thought you had the house to yourself all day, didn’t you? Maybe spank the monkey a bit, huh?” she teasingly said and nudged me in the ribs again.

“Stop it!” I giggled.

“I’m sorry! But you did some growing up last year, so don’t tell me this didn’t cross your mind!”

“I’m… I wasn’t… It’s… maybe…” I stammered.

“I’m just yanking your chain. Let’s watch the show, okay?” she laughed.

I pressed play on the remote, and the show started running again. By now, I had spread my arms, and my hands were resting on the edge of the jacuzzi. One arm was partly behind my sister’s back, and if you’d look at us from a distance, you might think I was trying to clumsily hug her, like a first date in a movie theater.

I kept stealing glances at the wobbly boobs next to me, which made it difficult to focus on the story. And after a few moments, Hailey’s nipples got stiff, and they tried to poke through the yellow material of her bikini top. The moment they did this, I felt my dick grow from soft to full mast in just a few heartbeats. It was a good thing the bubbles were still obscuring the view.

“Like what you see?” Hailey suddenly said, pressing her chest a little bit forward.

Shit! She caught me! I was looking at my sister’s boobs, and she saw it. How could I talk myself out of this?

“Its… I uhm… Just didn’t know breasts would float,” I tried. “And it looks kinda funny when the bubbles move them around.”

Hailey smiled at me after a few moments, looked down at her chest, and said, “Yeah. I guess it looks funny, doesn’t it?”

“It does look funny,” I smiled, “and you’ve got nice breasts,” I said, feeling myself blush as this came out of my mouth involuntarily.

Hailey looked at me with a surprised look, and the moment she opened her mouth to say something, the pump shut off, and the bubbles started to disappear.

Her eyes immediately went down to my groin, and because of the way my arms were lying now, I simply couldn’t cover up quickly. But, judging by the way her eyes grew wide and the blush that spread across her face, she saw what was going on.

“Brett! Oh my…” she said as she put her hand in front of her mouth but kept her eyes locked firmly on my hard dick.

I struggled to get my hand into the water while the other frantically pressed the button on the jacuzzi, but the bubbles just wouldn’t start again, and a small, annoying beep was all I got. The moment my hand finally covered my erect dick and part of my balls, the damage was done, and I felt my face grow hot from humiliation.

“I’m sorry! I… I thought… shit!” I stammered as I felt tears well up in my eyes.

Hailey kept her eyes on my crotch and seemed stunned. The humiliation I felt was growing with every passing second. Then, moments later, I felt the first tear roll down my cheek.

Hailey tore her eyes away, looked at me, and whispered, “Shit, Brett! I didn’t mean to… you… oh, fuck!”

The tears were flowing freely by now, and I saw the empathy on my big sister’s face through my tears. A second later, I felt her hand on my shoulder and a soft, “I’m so sorry. Just should’ve waited for your answer before I got in. I only assumed it was… and that you…”

It was evident she was genuinely upset by the situation. She didn’t appear to be mad or anything about the fact that I was naked. It was more like she just assumed it was okay to barge in on me like she did.

“Its just… You… I…” I stammered between sniffs.

“It wasn’t cool to invade your personal space like this. It just never occurred to me that my little brother was growing up this fast,” she said, primarily to herself.

“It’s…” I sniffed, “it’s okay…”

“No, it’s not!” Hailey sternly said, “I should’ve waited for an answer.”

“And then what? If I said no, you would’ve asked why not,” I said, getting my nerves a little more under control but still feeling stupid, “I just never should’ve done this.”

We were quiet for a few moments, with me still sniffing occasionally, when Hailey suddenly started moving and put her hands behind her back. It didn’t take a genius to see what she was doing.

“Wha… what are you doing?” I asked, feeling both panicked and anxious at the same time.

“I’m making it less awkward for you,” she simply said without looking at me.

Moments later, her bright yellow bikini top came off, and as she threw it toward the bench where the towels were, I took a good look at her magnificent naked boobs. My softening dick was instantly hard again, but I didn’t really care at that moment. They were boobs, they were naked, and they looked like nothing I’d ever seen before! Seeing these in real life was way better than on some corny porn video. These were au naturel, and it showed!

But Hailey didn’t stop there. After she tossed her top aside, she looked at me, smiled shyly, wiggled out of her bottoms, and matter-of-factly dropped these on top of her top. After she was done with this, she said, “There. Now it’s awkward for the both of us.”

“Wha… uhm… yeah… I guess,” I said after tearing my eyes away from her breasts and looking her in the eyes.

There was a twinkle in her eyes, and she glanced down at my crotch again. My hands apparently left my dick and weren’t hiding it anymore because she seductively asked, “Like what you see, little brother?”

I could only nod sheepishly but couldn’t help myself and looked in the water to see what that mysterious place between her legs looked like. My hands were entirely forgotten by now, and I hardly realized that I was completely exposed. Her heavenly body was just too distracting.

“Hey! Bro! Up here!” Hailey chuckled.

“Huh? Oh… sorry. I just…” I stammered.

“It’s okay. I’m just teasing you. You can look if you want. I don’t mind.”

“You don’t? You mean. I can? I…”

“Chill,” she smiled. I noticed a slight blush had spread over her face, and she softly added, “you can watch. If you don’t mind me looking at you…” and her face got even redder.

“At me!?” I croaked, not believing my ears. “Why would you want to look at me?”

“Well… like I said, you did some growing up lately, and you… I don’t know. You look good, I guess,” and her eyes went back down to my crotch.

At that moment, It hit me that I was completely exposed. I instinctively wanted to cover myself up, but then my mind told me there was no need. A short mental struggle occurred between covering up and seeing a sexy naked girl next to me. The naked girl, despite her being my sister, won unanimously.

I glanced down in my lap, and everything was clear to see. My five-inch hardon stood proudly in my lap, and my small bush of black, wet pubes was stuck to my body.

“You really think so?” I asked softly, still not believing she said this and checking if I heard this correctly.

“Oh yeah! Your chest and arms look perfect. And your… is very nice! It looks big on you, and your… uhm… balls too. You look hot!” Hailey said with a lot more confidence now.

“Thanks! You’ve got a nice tight belly,” I started, feeling the need to say something about her, “and your boobs look amazing!”

We were quiet for a few moments, letting our eyes roam all over each other’s bodies, when Hailey asked, “Wanna touch them?”

That shocked me. I could never say no if she meant what I think she meant! But did she mean that? So I just asked, “Touch your breasts?”

Hailey just smiled broadly and said, “Yeah. You never saw tits before, so you might as well get the full package now!”

I was so mesmerized by these intriguing globes on my sister’s chest that my hands started moving on their own. The moment my fingers touched her skin, a shot of electricity shot through me. My fingers began caressing both her boobs, and before long, I was kneading them a little and savoring the way they felt.

“You like it?” my sister asked as she looked at my face.

“Oh yeah!” I exclaimed, realizing I was probably way too enthusiastic about it.

But Hailey didn’t seem to mind. She just smiled and pushed her chest forward to give me better access.

“Then play with my nipples too,” she softly said, adding an even softer, “please.”

I tore my eyes away from her boobs again to check out what she meant. She had a soft blush below her eyes and looked… flushed. But immediately after I noticed this, it dawned on me that she was just plain horny! And, as a matter of fact, so was I.

So I didn’t need any more convincing to start playing with her nipples. I took her right nipple between my thumb and index finger, admired the texture and hardness, and gently squeezed it. Immediately after I did this, a soft moan escaped Hailey’s lips.

My eyes sought hers, but even though she didn’t look at me, it was immediately apparent that I hadn’t hurt her. Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were again fixated on my rock-hard cock.

“This feels good,” she said, smiling timidly.

“Yeah…” I responded.

“Can I… do you mind if…” Hailey asked as she kept looking at my dick.

“I… uhh…” I responded, entirely focused on massaging my sister’s tits and not being able to answer appropriately.

Thankfully, she didn’t wait for an answer. The moment her fingers wrapped themselves around my shaft and an overwhelming feeling washed over me, I almost jumped out of the pool.

“Ooohhh!” I heard myself moan as someone else touched my dick for the very first time.

Hailey just smiled and asked, “You like that, huh?”

I could only nod as her hand moved over my shaft, rubbed my dickhead, and toyed with my balls.

“You’re bigger than Josh,” Hailey said as she fondled me.

Josh was her boyfriend, who she broke up with a few weeks ago. I didn’t know she did any stuff with him. Hailey was my sister, and sisters aren’t supposed to do this. That’s how it worked in my head until that moment.

“You did… aaahhh… this before?” I managed to say.

“Yeah. I jacked and sucked him, and he ate me out. Badly, I might add. But we didn’t fuck. He wanted to, but it just didn’t feel right to me, so we didn’t. He broke up with me because of that,” she said but never stopped fondling me.

“Wow. Didn’t know… hhhmmmm… that.”

“Did you ever get any from Melissa?” Haile asked seductively, basically jacking me off by now.

“Ohhh… no. We… we just kissed. She didn’t even… oohhh… let me feel her boobs.”

“Stand up,” Hailey said and tugged at my dick as if she wanted to pull me out of the water and prove her point.

I didn’t want to let go of my sister’s tits, but she didn’t leave me a lot of options. I looked at her and had to ask. “Why? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I wanna suck your cock. My little brother only kissed a girl. That needs to change.”

“Suck my… but… we’re…” I stammered but couldn’t wait for it to happen.

“And? You’ve got a nice big one, and I wanna suck it. So what if we’re brother and sister? I don’t mind. Do you?”

“Its that… no. No, of course not! You’re hot, and I wanna… you know.”

“Then get up and stand in front of me. I wanna know how your cock tastes,“ she chuckled.

I clumsily got to my feet and almost tripped. The anticipation of getting my first ever blowjob didn’t look good on me. The moment I stood up straight with my back toward Hailey, her hand cupped one of my butt cheeks, and she said, “Tight ass, Derp!”

I usually didn’t like it when she used that nickname on me, but now she could call me everything. As I carefully turned around and my dick came close to her face, her eyes were focused on my throbbing boner. All the while, her hand kept gripping my ass.

“Wow! You’ve really got a nice one, Bro!”

In the beginning I was afraid that I would’ve felt awkward showing myself like this, but her genuine admiration and enthusiasm put me at ease and even boosted my confidence.

I didn’t have a lot of time to think it through because moments later, I felt something warm and moist on my dickhead. I looked down, and my sister had wrapped her lips over my glans and looked up at me with an extremely horny look in her eyes. Of course, it was still just the tip, but if this already felt this good, I couldn’t wait for the rest to enter her mouth.

“Oh! I….aahhhh…” I involuntarily responded.

Hailey opened her mouth and started lapping her tongue over my shaft and dickhead, her eyes never leaving mine. I had a difficult time focusing, and she probably noticed. Because after a few moments, her eyes went down to my shaft, she pulled her head back, opened her mouth, and started sliding it down over my almost painfully hard cock.

The feeling around my cock was beyond everything I dreamed about in my wildest dreams. The warm, moist feelings, her tongue manipulating the underside of my cockhead, her free hand toying with my balls, everything! All of this would’ve brought me off separately, but all these things combined amplified it in a way that I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“Oh… you… I’m… aaaahhhh!!!” I moaned loudly.

Hailey responded with an exciting moan herself, which resonated on my dick and balls, and brought me even closer. I don’t know how long she was going at it by now, but as my balls started pulling up toward my body, I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. My whole body decided that I shouldn’t move a muscle because that feeling of absolute bliss might end then, but now that I was getting near the end, my hips started moving out of their own.

“Oohh… look… aaahh… out… I’m… oooohhh!”

I didn’t know what to expect. In all the porn I’ve seen so far, the women and girls either swallowed it all or got a facial with some of it dripping on their tits. Hailey couldn’t miss that I was about to cum, and was too far gone to warn her.

“Cum on my tits, little bro!” Hailey said after pulling her mouth off my dick and jerking me.

I looked down at my sister’s hand around my dick. She was pushing her chest forward and opening her mouth while looking intensely at my dick.

That did it. With a loud groan, I came. I felt spurt after spurt leave my dick, and even though I had trouble keeping my eyes open and my vision was a bit blurry, I kept my eyes locked on what was happening down there. The first spurt landed on my sister’s nose and immediately started dribbling down. The next hit her on her tongue, and the third and fourth were around her mouth.

As the power of my spurts decreased, they started landing on top of her firm tits. I loved seeing videos where a woman was coated in cum, but seeing my own jizz covering my sister, was way hotter than any video could ever be. Realizing I felt my knees buckle as my orgasm started to die down, I needed to do something. So, I steadied myself by grabbing onto Hailey’s shoulders and prevented myself from falling.

Hearing myself pant, and as the strength in my legs returned, I stood up straight and looked down at the mess on my sister’s face and body. I felt a bit worried that she was mad at me for not warning her. But as she saw me looking, she smiled and started licking her lips, exaggerated and seductive, which caused me to moan again.

“You like this, don’t you?” Hailey said softly as she started smearing my cum all over her tits.

I wasn’t trusting my voice at the moment, so I nodded furiously and kept my eyes fixed on her boob-massaging hands.

“I’ve seen your browser history…” Hailey continued, “and as I felt you were about to shoot, I wanted to reward you. You don’t mind, do you?”

“N… no. I… oh wow,” was all that came out of my throat.

“Good!” Hailey said, moved her head forward, and licked the drop that hung down my dickhead.

I was sensitive down there now, but this wasn’t at all unpleasant. A few moments later, Hailey sunk further down into the water and started to wash my cum from her body. This was my cue to sit back down, and as I did this, I saw small clouds of my cum floating by but quickly disappearing into the filter.

After Hailey sat back up, she looked at me and smiled again. Then, she moved her head toward me and kissed me hungrily on my lips. Moments later, her tongue started probing around, and before I knew it, we were making out hardcore.

“You’re quite a kisser, Derp!” Hailey smiled as we both needed to breathe.

“Thanks! You’re not too bad yourself,” I smiled, feeling more confident by the minute.

“But now it’s my turn!” she announced, pulled herself out of the water, and sat on the edge of the jacuzzi with her back against the fence. She obscenely spread her legs, giving me my first ever close-up view of a live pussy. It looked… interesting. I had my anatomy lessons in school, so I knew the mechanics and could figure out what I was looking at. But seeing her bald pussy, and realizing I was about to touch it, was a whole different ballgame.

“Wha- what do you want me to do?” I croaked.

“Eat me out. The way you work your tongue in my mouth works even better on my pussy,” Hailey said, spreading her pussylips with her fingers, making it even clearer to me where everything was.

I shrugged mentally, moved forward, and looked closely at everything. I smelled a light musky odor that triggered something inside me. My dick hadn’t gone down much, but this smell caused me to fully bone up again. I saw where my sister’s clitoris was. I felt a bit of a primal urge to return the favor, so I stuck out my tongue.

The moment the tip of my tongue hit her clit, her hands left her pussylips, and she dug her fingers in my hair. The texture I felt on my tongue was different from what I had ever felt before, but I knew then and there that I loved it.

As I applied a little more pressure, Hailey started moaning above me. Of course, I’ve seen clips about a woman being eaten out, and I started revisiting them in my head. First, I made small circles with my relaxed tongue. Then I repeated this with my tongue pulled into a small tip. Next, I lapped directly over her clit, and alternated my actions by licking everything around it.

All the while, Hailey’s moans kept increasing, and her hips started gyrating. I wanted to stick a finger inside her because I remembered some excellent results in these vids. But I wasn’t too sure how Hailey would handle this. So I moved my fingers up there and started rubbing around as an extra set of tools to please her.

“Aaahhh! Yesss!” she moaned the moment my fingers touched her.

Okay… maybe she won’t mind? I slowly eased my index finger toward her opening and rubbed around a little. This made her squirm even more, and she started opening her legs even further. I was getting hornier by the minute from her scents and the encouraging moans, so I decided to go for broke.

My index finger was right at the entrance of her pussy. The moment I started applying some pressure, a sudden gush of my sister’s juices filled my mouth, and another loud moan came from deep within her throat.

A loud,  “Ooohhh…yesss!!” came through her clenched teeth above me.

I started inching my finger into my sister’s pussy, all the while focusing on licking her clit. I marveled about how she felt inside, and her pussy clenched my fingers every now and then. After my finger couldn’t go in any further, I started pulling back slowly. But urged on by Hailey’s moans and gyrating hips, I sped up my finger’s movement. Before I knew it, I was fingerfucking my sister at a serious pace while trying to keep my tongue on and around her clitoris.

“Yess… yesss… yesss… oh yesss!!” Hailey kept moaning.

Her pussy started gripping my finger more urgently and frequently now, which made me realize she was getting close.

“Ooohhh… ooohhh… ooohhh… Brett… I’m. Ooohhh…”

Most women I saw in the porn videos started screaming loudly when they were about to cum. But Hailey just sort of started panting heavily, and deep, low grunts came from her throat. But her entire body and all her movements made it clear that she was about to have her climax. And somehow, this was way sexier than those exaggeratedly screaming women.

My tongue kept lapping all around my sister’s pussy, and my finger was rapidly moving in and out of her. Then, inside her pussy, I noticed a small spot that felt a tiny bit different from the rest of her pussy, and I focused on rubbing that spot as I went in and out.

I apparently did something right because, above me, Hailey softly moaned, “aahhh, yes! Aaahh, yes! Aaahhh, yes! Oohhh, Brett!”

Suddenly, her legs clamped shut, and I could only hear everything very muffled. But I didn’t need to hear clearly what was going on. My sister’s body shook, and her pussy was contracting around my probing finger. The amount of juices that coated her pussy doubled in quantity, and I kept lapping around to swallow it all.

I knew I shouldn’t keep up the high-energy probing and lapping, so I slowed it down after her orgasm did. But I didn’t stop it entirely and slowly and teasingly kept going. Her legs loosened their grip around my head, but moments later, they shut firmly again, and another orgasm washed over her. Judging by her moans and the juices that were less than her previous orgasm, this one wasn’t as intense.

This one also didn’t last as long as her first one, and as she relaxed her legs again, I wondered if I could make her cum a third time. I knew I liked to cum, so I figured this wasn’t any different for a girl. I knew girls could cum more often than boys, and I enjoyed making my sister feel good, so I kept trying.

And a few minutes of slow probing and lapping later, the whole sequence of shutting legs, shaking body, and copious amounts of cunt juices started again.

Feeling powerful by now, I wanted to see if a fourth was possible. But right after she came for the third time and realized I kept going, she chuckled, “Stop it! Aahhh…. You made your point. You know how to use your tongue.”

I looked up at Hailey, sitting on the edge of our jacuzzi with her legs obscenely spread, and smiled. She smiled back lazily at me and spread her arms invitingly. Then, with the back of my hand, I wiped my sister’s juices from my chin and got to my feet. I looked her in the eyes, and before I got the chance to react, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug.

Standing here on the slight slope of the jacuzzi’s seat was a little tricky, but I quickly found a stable footing. I placed my hand on her left tit, tweaking her nipples, and the other snaked around her back, grabbing her around her shoulder for extra support.

Hailey looked deep into my eyes and kissed me hungrily on my lips. Moments later, her tongue sneaked into my mouth, and we were Frenching like there was no tomorrow. After a few minutes of this, where I kept pinching her nipples, she broke the kiss and hugged me again as she lay her head on my shoulder.

She asked, “Where did you learn to do that? No one ever made me cum this long and hard!” and the amazement in her voice was unmistakable.

“I… uhm… this was my first time. I’ve only seen videos of this,” I said, hugging her with two arms and loving the sensation of her hard nipples against my chest.

Hailey lifted her head and looked at me, still pressing her tits against my chest. I noticed something had changed in the way she looked at me. She looked… focused and determined.

“Really?” she whispered, and I felt her legs wrap around my ass, bringing my stiff cock into contact with her warm pussy.

“Wh… what?” I stammered, acutely aware of how close I was to penetrating my sister.

As we started this, I figured we’d just do the more simple stuff. A brother and sister can’t fuck. Can they?

“Ssshh…” Hailey soothingly whispered.

I wasn’t going to chicken out on my first fuck. But she was my sister! That’s when my hormones started clouding my brain. Hailey reached between our bodies and grabbed my dick. She still whispered, “If you’re this good at eating me out by just watching a few videos, I wanna know how good you are at fucking me!”

Her eyes looked deep into mine, and as she lined me up, I could hear myself swallow. Hailey must’ve sensed I was nervous because she stroked my cheek with one hand as her other ensured I was lined up properly.

“Just push, and you’re in,” she whispered in my ear, followed by a deep and exciting, “Fuck me, little bro!”

Her legs gently pushed against my ass, and all the mental resistance I felt was out of the window as I looked into the horny eyes of my big sister and heard her urging me on.

So I slowly pushed and felt my dickhead slip into the most wonderful place I could ever imagine.

“Ooohhh! I feel it!” Hailey moaned, and as she tried to keep looking, I saw her gaze was unfocused.

I wanted to push in hard and feel all of her warm pussy grip my dick, but I didn’t want to hurt my sister. So I slowly kept pushing, feeling only minor resistance. But as I inched forward, Hailey’s pussy gripped me firmly every now and then.

“Aahhh…” I heard myself moan and looked down at where our bodies were merging.

Hailey’s legs started pushing more firmly against my butt as if to encourage me. I knew I didn’t need encouragement at all, but it felt exciting nevertheless. But when I looked into my sister’s eyes again, all I could see was lust and a pleading look.

“You’re… it’s… dick… ooohhhh… deeper!” Hailey moaned incomprehensibly.

I started getting at the end of what I had to offer in terms of length. I knew I wasn’t small, but I wondered if I was big enough. My sister’s ragged, shallow breaths were a good indication to me that she enjoyed what I was doing. But when I could go no further, and my public bone pressed against hers, she dug her nails into my back with such force that it actually hurt a little.

“Oohh… oohhh… oooohhhh!!!. I’m… aaaahhh!” Hailey moaned, and I could feel by the contractions of her pussy that she came again.

But her entire body language screamed that she was having an intense orgasm. Her eyes were crossed, her breath was shallow, she squeezed me tight against her body, and low grunts came from within her throat.

I didn’t know what to do, so I decided to wait for her orgasm to die down a bit and let her enjoy it. So I held still and kept studying her reactions to her orgasm. A few moments later, as her pussy was still contracting,  her eyes tried to find mine. Finally, after a few attempts, they did, and she groaned, “Fuck me! Your cock is… ooohhh… just fuck me!”

This turned me on immensely! I had never heard her talk or seen her act this way. I was giving her his pleasure. Me and my hard cock were driving my sister nuts. In a good way, but still. I felt all proud, warm, and fuzzy inside realizing this.

But I wanted… no, I NEEDED to fuck for real now. My cock was inside a cunt for the first time, and I didn’t care at all anymore that it was my sister’s. So I started sliding back, and that fantastic feeling surrounding my dick returned. But, of course, I’ve seen enough porn to know not to slide out too far. But I kept it on the safe side and pushed back the moment I was a little over halfway.

“Oohhh… your cock is SO amazing!” Hailey groaned as she kept thrash talking and turning me on that way.

As my pubic bone hit hers again, she didn’t cum, but threw her head back between her shoulder blades. I pulled out and back in again, causing her head to wiggle.

“Harder!”

Okay… she wanted me to push in harder, so I pushed a little firmer this time.

“Ooohhh… Harder!”

This was it. Her trash talking, her velvety pussy around my dick, and her urging me on to fuck her hard made something snap inside. I guess my instinct took over because I started slamming hard into my sister. I also started pulling back further, keeping just the tip inside.

During my first ever fuck, I only slipped out once. And that was remarkable. At least, that’s what Hailey’s friends told her, she informed me later.

Each time I slammed into her hot pussy, a deep, “Ah, yes!” came from my sister’s throat. By now, she was looking at me again with one hand around my neck and trying to keep herself steady with the other.

We fucked like this for what seemed like hours, but it was probably a little over two minutes. I felt I was rapidly approaching the point of no return. I didn’t know what to do when I came, so I groaned between my panting, “I’m… ahhh… I’m cummi… ohh… What…”

Hailey just kept on groaning, “Ah, yes!” every time I slammed into her, but I needed a response. And I needed it fast.

“Aaahhh… Hailey! Oohhh…”

That seemed to snap her out of it a little because her eyes tried focusing on mine.

“You’re amazing!” she groaned.

“I’m… I’m… almost… what should… aaaahhh… I…”

“Oohhhh… this is so… ooohhh… good!! Shoot inside me! Aahhh… just don’t… stop! Fuck me! Ooohhh…”

As she kept saying how good I made her feel, I felt another boost of pride shoot through me. And I knew this was it. I was going to cum, and I would shoot my jizz inside my sister. This was so mind-blowing that it extended my cum a little longer.

I slammed harder and harder into my sister’s flaming hot and soaking wet pussy. I needed to cum! Now! The pressure kept rising, and the moment I passed the top of the hill, and the free fall of my orgasm was about to come, Hailey lost it.

But she lost it so much that her body shook almost uncontrollably, and her pussy clamped so hard around my dick that it prolonged my orgasm even more. Her hand gripped my shoulder firmly, and her nails dug into my flesh, which felt both painful and hot as fuck.

Because of her clenching pussy, I managed four more slams into my sister. At the moment, caring for the way she was experiencing her orgasm was long gone. It was me that needed to coat my sister’s insides with my incestuous sperm.

As I was about to slam into her for the final time, I felt my balls pull up, even before my hips moved forward. This was it. Hailey was still riding the high of her orgasm, and I didn’t know if she was with me enough to realize what was about to happen.

With that last, deep and hard push, I felt the tip of my dick touch something inside her. And right after I felt it touch my cock, the first spurt left my balls. I was experiencing every millisecond in slow-motion, and despite having to shut my eyes, I just experienced everything that was happening around me.

A loud “Aaahhhhh!” came from within my throat, and immediately after that, my cock jumped a second time, releasing the second spurt of my universe-scattering orgasm.

Hailey’s pussy contracted sharply again, and that, combined with her high-pitched grunt, fell in sync with my third spurt. 

By now, I had buried my face in that soft spot between her neck and shoulder, and the power of my spurts died down. Spurts four and five were still going and, judging by Hailey’s reaction, powerful enough to keep her riding her orgasm, but I knew this was the end. I was no longer a virgin.

And the fact that I had just lost my virginity to my big sister didn’t bother me at all. I expected some guilt or remorse. Maybe even some disgust. But it was none of that. On the contrary, I loved every second of it and would do it again in a heartbeat.

This all shot through me as I tried to regain my breath. Hailey’s cunt wasn’t trying to squeeze my dick off any longer, and I could sense she was coming back down.

Hailey was panting heavily as she gently pulled my head back by my hair and started Frenching me. It wasn’t a hungry and rough kiss like earlier, but a more loving and thankful one. I liked this better at this moment.

My dick was still deep inside my sister and still almost completely hard when we broke our kiss. Our foreheads touched, and we looked into each other’s eyes. I could see a smile forming on her face, and she whispered, “That was an awesome fuck, little brother. You sure know how to please a girl.”

It was as if it took me a while to digest this. It was apparent she loved it. This wasn’t a lie or a way for her to boost my ego. She genuinely meant it. So I needed to reply to that, but it was hard to find the words.

“I… this was… this was my first time.”

“I know,” she whispered, “Guess you’re a natural then, don’t you think?” she smiled.

“Dunno. Maybe we’re just made for each other.”

“Guess we’ll have to find out then,” she said coyly as her fingers started tracing down a path over my spine, leaving me with goosebumps all over my body.

After this first fuck, we did it again as often as we could. Being alone most of the daytime helped a lot. We developed a rhythm where we’d hop into the jacuzzi after school. And since our bedrooms were in a separate part of our house from our parent’s, we started spending the night together and fucked like rabbits every night. I never was more sexually satisfied in my life than in those early years.

But all good things come to an end. Almost a year after we started our sexual relationship, we were busted. And busted big time. Mom had been suspicious for a few days, so she sneaked toward our rooms. And when she heard us moan… she suddenly walked into Hailey’s room. Right at the moment that I blasted my cum inside her sopping pussy.

Needless to say, the shit really hit the fan big time. We lost all our privileges, and I had to move to the other part of our house. So mom and dad took Hailey’s room, she took mine, and I moved into the former master bedroom.

It took us all a few weeks to get used to the situation. Gradually, the conversations started again, and slowly things returned to normal. Both Hailey and I eventually found ourselves some nice partners. I liked hers, and she liked mine. But when she insisted on sleeping in my apartment the night before her wedding, I just had to find an excuse for my girlfriend to leave the house, which she thankfully did.

That night, Hailey and I finally fucked again after more than six years. And it was almost as epic as our first time. But we both knew, deep down, that this was also our last time.

But the memories of losing my virginity to my sister in our backyard jacuzzi will light up my life for as long as I live. That’s for sure!

The end.

hoc est maxime placeat scribere

Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

You’re welcome 🙂 Two, even though they’re both short (-ish), stories in a short time. I guess I was inspired, because the words just poured out of me. This one won’t be on Nifty, because it’s b/g and for plain straight stories, there’s no place on that wonderful story site.
Anyway… I hope you enjoyed it! As usual: all comments, good or bad, are always welcome. You know the drill by now 🙂

Randall did another awesome job with the illustrations! Thank you SO much, Randall! You can send your praises to: randall.stanhope@protonmail.com.

Also another BIG thank you to Randall and E-o-F for the proofreading! Thanks, guys!

Our Chaperone

Inspiration for Joshua

Our Chaperone – Other formats:
MP3
m4a
m4b

eBook
PDF


Our Chaperone
By
Jason Crow

“Don’t speak! I know what you’re thinking, but it won’t happen!” my mother said.

“But…” I tried.

“No! You’re both too young to go on your own. You’re only twelve years old!”

“Twelve and a half…” I mumbled.

“Exactly. Two twelve ‘and a half’ year old girls don’t spend two nights alone in a cabin on a mountain with hardly any cellphone coverage,” she said, overly emphasizing ‘and a half’.

“But… it’s summer vacation! And you know you can trust Andrea and me,” I pressed.

“It’s not about trust. I know I can trust you. But you’ll be all alone up there, and I think you’re too young for that.”

“You always say we need to go outside instead of looking at our phones all day. And now you…”

“I know, honey. But your dad has to work, and I’ve promised to help grandma, so…” she interrupted me, a little bit kinder now after realizing I was right.

“We don’t want adults around,” I grumbled, “we just want to, you know…”

My mom was quiet for a few moments. And then her face lit up.

“What about your brother?” Mom said with a face as if she had just invented something that could end world hunger. “Tell you what. When Joshua joins you, you can spend these two nights up there.”

“But mom! Joshua is… he’s a… he’s… he’s Joshua!! We’ve got all sorts of plans, and he’ll be…” I tried.

“It’s your choice. Ask your brother, or don’t go. These are the options,” she said and turned around to start doing something in the kitchen.

I was feeling furious by now. We were planning to go there by ourselves and have fun with just the two of us. I was also hoping we could continue where we left off during our last sleepover. I let my mind drift back to the previous weekend…

* * *

We were staying over at Andrea’s house, and while we watched one of the Twilight movies and drooled over Robert Pattinson, we painted each other’s nails. We were dressed in oversized t-shirts and panties. So when Andrea bent forward to grab a tissue from the box, I could see down her shirt and saw her naked boobs.

We used to take baths together when we were younger and changed clothes in front of each other, but after we entered puberty and started growing boobs, this became less frequent. We still undressed in front of each other, and we saw each other naked on several occasions, but it was more of a ‘thing’ now than it was before.

Seeing her small boobs now in this intimate moment made me look at her in a new light. And when her hard, pointy nipples came into view, I felt a tingle shoot through my vagina. I was suddenly getting extremely curious about the rest of her body but wasn’t sure how to bring it up. I kept stealing glances, but I didn’t get another glimpse besides a cameltoe in her green panties. So eventually, I tried steering the conversation toward Devon, BY FAR the hottest boy in our class. Andrea immediately perked up, and we were giggling so loud that Andrea’s mom came knocking.

“Andy, Kelly. It’s time to go to bed now. And please keep the noise down, okay? Roberto and your father are already in bed, so…” her mother said through the crack of the door.

“Okay, Mom,” Andrea said and started putting away the nail polish.

“Of course, Mrs. Lopez,” I said sweetly. “We’ll be quiet now. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, girls,” she said, smiling, and closed the door.

As we crawled into bed, we were still giggling but managed to keep the noise down. My vagina was wetter than it’s ever been before, and I needed to find a way to do something about it. I recently discovered the fine art of masturbation. But I wasn’t sure if Andrea did too, nor did I know what she’d say about me proposing or even doing it.

“Did you see it too last week?” Andrea asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“What do you mean?”

“Devon being pantsed by Mike in the middle of the gym?”

“Oh, that!” I replied, feeling sad for missing that, “no damnit! Missed that.”

“Well… I didn’t,” she whispered conspiratively. “He’s got a big bulge and tight ass. I saw it all!”

“Oh wow. Too bad there aren’t any pictures.”

“Yeah. He’s hot…” Andrea murmured.

“I’d let him take my cherry without even thinking twice about it,” I whispered.

“You go, girl!” Andrea giggled.

“Wouldn’t you?”

After a few moments of silence, she whispered back, “I… uhm… yeah. I guess so.”

“See?” I whispered. “But I heard that big isn’t necessarily better.”

“Well… according to my cousin Maria, bigger is always better,” Andrea chuckled.

“I don’t care. As long as I’m no longer a virgin, it’s good to me. Big or small,” I whispered into the silence that followed.

“As long as it’s not Mateo small,” Andrea giggled, causing me to laugh too.

Mateo is Andrea’s seven-year-old nephew, who always walks around naked in the backyard when he’s over there to go swimming. Even when we’re swimming there too. Of course, we always tease Mateo with it, but he doesn’t care about that at all. But when he got out of the pool the other day, and his little dicky was sticking up like a hard nail, Andrea’s mother stepped in and ordered him to start wearing trunks.

As I contemplated all this, I realized how wet I was between my legs and how I had an ‘I must come soon’ vibe over me.

“Andy?” I whispered.

She must’ve sensed the tension in the air because her reply was also filled with energy.

“What?”

“Do you… uhm… you know… touch yourself sometimes?” I asked with a trembling voice.

A few agonizingly long seconds passed before she whispered back, “Yes.”

“Me too. Do you think… we can do that now?”

“Yeah. After all that talk about Devon and seeing that movie, I really need to. You?”

“Oh. I… uhm… Yeah! I feel like I’m about to explode!” I said softly.

We both giggled nervously, but neither of us made a move. So I glanced over at Andrea and just nodded. I slid my hand inside my panties, and the moment I touched my slippery clit, I let out a deep sigh.

“You… uhm… wanna keep your panties on?” Andrea whispered.

“Guess not,” I replied, glad to get rid of them.

I immediately slid my panties down and dropped them beside the bed. The sound of them hitting the floor caused Andrea to move too, and seconds later, a similar sound confirmed that she also took them off.

My hand returned to that sensitive spot between my legs, and I tentatively started fingering myself. The movement beside me was the confirmation Andrea was doing the same. I was getting into it when our bare legs touched. My first reaction was to pull back, but feeling her warmth and the movement of her leg was an added layer to my growing arousal. I kept wondering how Andrea did it in the back of my head, but besides the blanket movement, combined with her soft moans, I couldn’t see anything worthwhile.

“Ohh… I’m…” I panted, glancing over at Andrea.

The focused and horny look in her eyes as she looked back was all the answer I needed. Her eyes crossed a few heartbeats later, and her body started shaking. Looking at my best friend cumming was more than enough to push me over the edge, and when my orgasm washed over me, I just knew I needed to see if I could do more with her because it was beyond hot doing this together.

When I opened my eyes again, Andrea was smiling wickedly at me.

“That was hot,” she whispered.

“It sure was. I don’t think I ever came this fast before,” I said, smiling lazily.

We lay there for a few seconds, catching our breath, when Andrea asked, “Kel?”

“Sup?”

“I… uhm… will you…” she stammered, followed by, “Never mind.”

“Oh! Come on! What is it?”

“It’s silly. Just drop it,” she said, but it wasn’t convincing.

“Tell me!” I said and poked her in the ribs, causing her to pull back and giggle.

“Okay… would you… mind holding me?”

Well… this wasn’t what I expected, but I would really like holding her, so I replied softly, “Sure! Of course.”

Andrea moved over and pressed herself against me as I spread my arms invitingly, wrapping her arms around my chest and laying her face on my left boob. I held her close and loved the feeling of having my best friend so close to me. But as she shifted, I felt her warm pussy pressed against my leg, and another tingle shot through my body.

“Andy?” I whispered.

“What?” she asked innocently.

“I feel your… uhm… against me.”

“I’m sorry. But it feels nice like this. Do you mind? Want me to move back over?”

“No. It’s just that… yeah… it does feel nice to be lying like this,” I admitted and blushed.

Andrea started moving her right hand upward over my belly and was inches short of my right boob.

“You sure did some growing, you know?” she softly said and placed her hand on my boob, sending off sparks in front of my eyes.

I wasn’t sure how to react to this. It felt incredible having her pressed against me and with her hand on my tit. But wasn’t this gay? Wasn’t I supposed to say or do something here? All sorts of thoughts shot through my head, but I decided it felt just too fantastic to stop her and just enjoy the feelings.

“Thanks. I’m almost a B now,” I heard myself say with a trembling voice, “but if I’m going to look anything like mom, I still have some growing to do. She’s a double-D!”

“Wow!” Andrea whispered. And after a moment of silence, she said, “You know… I… I really like what we did.” She looked up to meet my eyes, and I could see the vulnerability all over her face.

This was clearly a big thing between us. If this went wrong, it could jeopardize our friendship. And I wanted nothing more than our friendship. Maybe even more than masturbating together again.

“I really liked it too! It’s WAY better than just doing it by yourself,” I said, forcing myself to smile through the thick tension in the air.

“Oh! I’m SO glad you liked it too! I was afraid you’d hate me for tricking you into this!”

“Wait. What? You didn’t trick me!”

“Well… maybe a little?”

“Shut up, Andy! We did this together,” I said, hugging her tightly against me.

“Okay then. I’m glad you’re my friend, Doofus,” she whispered and hugged me back.

“Me too, Dork!” I said as we loosened our hug.

We lay there silently for a few minutes when an idea popped up.

“Hey! Maybe I can ask my mom if we can go up to the cabin this weekend! We can do all sorts of fun stuff, like swimming, create some wicked TikTok movies, and maybe… you know…” I said excitedly and blushed at the last bit.

“Really!? Do you think she’d let us go up there on our own?”

“Dunno. Gotta ask her, but we’re almost thirteen. So I don’t see why not!” I said, knowing quite well how difficult this would get, but I felt excited as hell about the idea of the two of us up there on our own. An entire weekend with my best friend up there in the mountains would be fabulous! We could play games, make our own dinner, and maybe, just maybe, go skinny dipping together. Or more. This would be freaking awesome!

“I would like that a lot!” Andrea whispered and softly squeezed my boob, which I figured was unintentional but hot nevertheless.

“Me too,” I yawned.

I felt myself grow sleepy, and before I knew it, light was streaming in through the window, and Andy was lying on her back beside me, snoring loudly.

She’d kicked down the blanket, and her t-shirt had ridden up during the night. I was looking at my best friend’s exposed pussy, and immediately thought back about last night.

Her pussy looked about the same as mine. There were a few strands of hair above it and only a few on her lips, but she was otherwise bald. The last time I looked at it this good, it was completely bald, and we were still flat-chested. We thought nothing about it back then, but I found it extremely interesting and exciting now. I got a good, long look, but as I was overthinking my next move, Andrea moved, her eyes fluttered, and she looked at me with a big smile.

“Morning,” she said warmly.

“Morning!” I answered.

“Guess we fell asleep while you hugged me,” she said, grinning.

“Yeah. Guess we did,” I smiled.

“Don’t you… think it’s… I don’t know… weird to do that?”

“No!” I replied, acting surprised, “Do you?”

“No, I don’t. But you could, you know… feel silly for what we did.”

“Stop it, Andy! I like being with you. And I don’t feel sorry or silly about that. We do what we want, remember? Girl power?”

“Oh yeah. Girl power!” she smiled and looked at the little scar on her thumb where we bonded our friendship by blood, back when we were around six. Our parents were mad as hell when they found out what we did, and Andy’s thumb had to be stitched at the doctor’s office. But it did seal our friendship, and we were still proud of it.

After eating breakfast and collecting my stuff, it was time for me to head home. We were standing at the front door, and before I could head out, Andy pulled me in another hug and gave me a peck on my cheek.

“Thanks, Kel! This was fun!”

“Yeah,” I sheepishly replied and pecked her on her cheek.

“Can’t wait for the next time!” Andrea said excitedly.

“I’ll talk to Mom, promise!”

“Awesome! Text me when you know something, kay?”

“Sure thing!”

* * *

And so here I was, standing at the bedroom door of my big brother, feeling slightly depressed for having to ask him. I was twelve and a half now, and my mom had forced me to ask my almost fourteen-year-old brother for help. This just didn’t feel fair. I sighed deeply and softly knocked on his door. “What?” came from behind the door.

“Josh? Can I come in, please?” I asked.

“One sec,” he said, and I heard some movement.

Moments later, he opened the door to let me in. I looked around in his typical boy’s room and noticed how clean it was compared to mine. On his desk, his computer screen showed some lame-ass fantasy background with two scantily dressed warrior women, and old folk music came from his speakers. On the center of his desk was a half-finished model of some ancient warrior he was working on. He sure had some weird hobbies, but I decided to ignore them since I was here to ask for his help.

“Sup?” Joshua asked as I walked in.

I looked at my brother and was once again amazed at how goofy he looked. It wasn’t just his shiny braces showing when he smiled. It was his whole appearance. Right now, he wore a black t-shirt with a stylized representation of Hedwig, Harry Potter’s owl.

Maybe it was my imagination, but it seemed like his shoulders were broader than I remembered them. But then again, I never really paid that much attention. He was my goofy brother, after all.

He was wearing his usual lounging pants, which were short, grey-colored sweat pants with a black, vertical stripe over each side. I couldn’t help but notice the lump in front of his pants and briefly wondered if maybe I had interrupted something. But I quickly ditched that thought because I didn’t want to think about my brother that way.

“I need your help,” I said, looking him in his eyes.

“Not interested,” was his short and emotionless reply.

“But…” I pressed, “you didn’t even listen to me!”

“Because it’ll probably be something stupid where you only need me to help you out, and then you’ll make fun of me again,” he said. “But if you feel the need to ask anyway, go ahead.”

I winced at his reply. The last time he helped me out, it ended with a bashing session from my soccer teammates. I had asked him to assist Molly’s mom in this big match that was coming up. Unfortunately, Molly’s mom knew nothing about soccer, and the only thing she did was tell us who played and called the substitutes, but at least we had a coach this way. I knew Joshua had studied the game frantically. His motivation to do this was typical for him. It was a different sport than usual, so he wanted to learn all about it. Plain and simple.

And he did have some good pointers before and during the match. But he overdid his duty in a way that only Joshua can. He dressed like a proper, high-class soccer coach. Joshua wore dress pants and a blouse and was even sucking on a lollipop. This caused a few giggles and weird faces from my teammates, but he ignored that or didn’t care.

The problem was that his dress pants were a little tight. I don’t remember it at all, and I didn’t want to know about it back then, but Andrea mentioned afterward that his front was filled out quite obviously. But when he sat down on the bench at the end of the second half, his pants ripped, and his plain white boxers were showing. All the girls on the field were pointing and laughing at him.

I didn’t want to, and I felt sorry for him. But it was a funny sight, and I didn’t want to chicken out in front of the other girls. So I joined them in their mocking session and laughed too. I felt terrible about it afterward, but I never apologized to my brother. I was hoping he’d forgotten about it, but that was clearly not the case.

“I’m really sorry about last time, Josh. I… it was…”

“I get it. I know how it works with group pressure. But it was… you know… I helped you out!”

“I know. And I really hate myself for it. So if you don’t wanna help me, I get it. And I totally understand. Just know I’m really sorry about it, and it won’t happen again. I promise,” I replied, feeling genuinely shitty about last time.

Joshua seemed to lighten up a little after my apology. “So, what is it this time?” Joshua asked.

“Andy and I want to spend this weekend up in the cabin, but Mom won’t let us go by ourselves. But if you join us, she says it’s fine…” I tried, keeping my eyes on him to size up his reaction.

“Just you and Andy?” he asked, and I felt him opening up to the idea.

“Yeah. Just the two of us. Well… three when you come with us,” I smiled warmly.

“What’s in it for me?” Joshua asked flatly.

“You… uhm… I don’t know… What do you want?”

This took him by surprise, judging by the look on his face. His eyes roamed around, but he was clearly struggling to find something he needed.

“I… uhm… I don’t want you guys to make fun of me,” he started.

“Of course. We won’t bother you if you don’t bother us. Deal! Anything else?”

“I want peace and quiet to make my drawings. And you two take care of dinner for those days.”

“Drawings. Dinner. Check!” I said, pleased about how this was playing out.

Joshua was quiet for a few moments and said, “And you take over my dishwasher duty for two weeks when we get back!”

“One week!” I said, not wanting to give in too much.

“Deal!” Joshua said, extending his hand for me to shake on.

“Great!” I said, shook his hand, and gave him a hug after we shook.

He hugged me back, and I was still feeling sorry about the last time. So I whispered, “I’m really sorry about earlier! I shouldn’t have done that! Can you forgive me?

“It’s okay. Just don’t do it again. When do we leave?”

We talked about when we wanted to leave, what to bring and who would carry what. Joshua insisted on taking the old, big backpack with the food, drinks, spare clothes, and towels because it was the heaviest and because he was the man. I giggled at that, but I’d let him have that one. I would carry our swimwear, sunscreen, the new first-aid kit, and some of Joshua’s drawing materials, whereas Andy would take all the extras, like props for our Tik-Toks, board games, and stuff. “Did you check the weather?” Joshua asked as I left his room.

“Yeah! It’s gonna be sunny and warm all weekend!” I smiled broadly.

“Nice!”

* * *

It had been almost an hour since we said goodbye to Mom and started our hike toward the cabin. Our cabin was on the edge of the Mammoth Cave National Park and has been in our family for many generations. When the national park was established about eighty years ago, our grandfather agreed to sell the land to the government but demanded that our cabin be allowed to stay. And that we’d always have access to it through the dirt road. The agreement included that we weren’t allowed to sell the cabin, but our family never considered this, so the deal was made, and our family was the only party in the agreement that could end it. So we had that cabin until time itself ended.

From our home, it was a nearly four-hour hike. We usually hiked up there at least once a month. But lately, because of my dad’s busy schedule, this was down to around once every two months. About twice a year, my dad took the four-by-four, drove to the cabin for maintenance, and restocked food, drinks, and all the other stuff that needed replacement. Joshua went with him the last three or four times to help.

But he hated this. He just wanted to stay in his room to draw, work on his models, or write. Unfortunately for him, Dad insisted and also made Joshua help him with the usual gardening work. The forest ended in our backyard and required a lot of maintenance. We got our firewood for both the house and cabin from it, and Dad needed Joshua to help him. This was his way of making sure to pass the knowledge down to another generation.

“Let’s take a break here, kay?” I said to Kelly.

“Yes. Please!” she panted.

We had just completed one of the steepest parts of the hike, and I could hear how she struggled. Kelly had only been in the cabin once when we were about eight years old, and that time we drove up there with Dad.

“Josh? We’re taking a break,” I called out.

Joshua was behind us and had his earbuds in, listening to his music. We needed to get off the trail a bit and into an open spot near the trees. He gave me a thumbs-up, and Andrea and I walked over to the place. Moments later, as Joshua joined us, I handed each of them a water bottle. We sat down on some rocks, and I could see their faces were as flushed as mine from the climb.

It was already eighty-eight degrees outside, and we’d probably be topping ninety today. Andrea and I were basically dressed the same. We wore short, Daisy Duke style jeans, tight tank tops, and our hair in a ponytail. Andrea wore a red tank top. Mine was green. That was about the only difference. And our hair color, of course. We didn’t talk about it or anything. This was just our favorite outfit during warm sunny days.

Joshua was dressed for the occasion for once. Instead of black jeans and some lame-ass t-shirt, he was wearing light-brown, short khaki’s that ended halfway down his upper leg, topped off with a plain white shirt. I checked out his white legs and noticed they were completely hairless and still looked kind of boyish. But when I looked at his shoulders, I saw the confirmation of what I saw earlier. They had broadened over the last few months. He looked more like a man than a boy on that part of his body. I guessed the hard work in the garden was the cause of that. The only weird thing about Joshua’s outfit today was the lightweight jacket he tied around his waist.

“Why are you carrying that jacket? The weather only predicted sun for this weekend,” Andrea asked Joshua.

“Dunno. Just wanna be prepared for the worst, I guess,” Joshua shrugged and took a big swig from the water bottle.

“Better safe than sorry,” I said, not wanting Joshua to feel mocked.

“True,” Andrea added, probably sensing my intentions.

“You sure you’ve checked the weather?” Joshua asked while looking at the sky.

“Of course!” I replied but noticed Joshua’s eyes on the dark cloud that was forming.

“There’s no service,” Andrea said while holding up her phone to make her point.

“No shit! Better get used to that.” I smiled and ignored my brother’s rolling eyes, “There’s only one stripe of service every now and then. But only when we’re at the top. And then even just at certain spots near the lake.”

“Oh,” Andrea said and looked a bit disappointed.

“We better get moving. Just in case,” Joshua said as he got on his feet. “We’ve got about two hours of walking left.”

We got going again, and as the clouds above us kept growing, we kept increasing our pace. Finally, we left the cover of the woods behind us and went on to the open fields.

“It’s one straight shot to the cabin now, but I don’t think we’ll make it there before the rain,” I said when we paused for another quick drink and glanced at the almost pitch-black sky above us.

“Don’t we need to get back?” Andrea asked, looking a bit scared.

Joshua looked at the sky, and I could see the worried look on his face. He untied the jacket from his waist and put it on. I realized the temperature had dropped several degrees in the last few minutes, so I couldn’t blame him, and by now, I felt stupid for not bringing one myself.

“We’re way past the halfway point. So it’s smarter to press on than to head back,” Joshua matter-of-factly said.

“The weather can suddenly change up here,” I told Andrea, trying to comfort her.

“Oh?” she softly said and looked a bit scared.

“Yeah. We’ve had this a few times before. The weather forecast is all good and sunny. And then suddenly, a bad rainstorm comes out of nowhere on the slope of the mountain. Usually, it’s just a lot of rain, nothing serious with lightning or tornadoes,” I smiled, trying to put Andrea at ease, but feeling a bit scared myself since I’ve never seen it this dark before.

After about fifteen minutes of walking, where we almost doubled our pace, I felt a big drop of water on my shoulder. And immediately after that, another one on the middle of my head. Andrea yelped beside me, indicating she felt them too.

We had still a good twenty minutes of walking left and nowhere to hide, so we were bound to get wet. And oh boy, were we in for a treat.

“Okay. We’ll have to keep walking,” Joshua said behind us as the rain started to come down.

After a few minutes of relatively mild rain, the skies opened. It was as if someone emptied an endless bucket of water over us. I could hardly make out the drops, and water was just everywhere.

“HERE!” Joshua shouted from behind us and handed us his jacket.

“WHAT ABOUT YOU?”

“JUST HOLD IT ABOVE YOUR HEADS AND KEEP WALKING!” he shouted, and I could see his shirt was soaked and clinging to his body, and in that brief moment noticed his developed pecs.

That’s when I realized I was also soaked to the bone, and my top was clinging to my body as well. A quick glance at Andrea learned she was in the same position as I. Good thing we both wore bras today. Otherwise, we’d be practically topless.

“GO!” I shouted to Andrea, and we started walking so fast, we were almost running.

Joshua’s jacket didn’t seem like much when he gave it to us, but it was actually extremely helpful. It kept our faces dry, and we could clearly see where we were going. I was starting to feel cold all over my body, but the jacket kept most of my upper body relatively dry, and therefore I felt less cold on the upper half.

This made me think about Joshua. He must be freezing behind us! But that moment, Andrea shouted, “THERE IT IS!” I looked where she was pointing and saw our cabin pop up through the rain.

We ran toward the front door, glad to have the cover of the porch above us. Joshua had the key to the door, so I turned around to see where he was. But when I looked back, I didn’t see him. It was difficult to see through the heavy rain, but he was on our heels when we started our last part. I waited a few more seconds, but he didn’t show.

“WHERE’S JOSH!?” Andrea shouted, trying to get above the loud noise the rain was making on the porch’s roof, and she was looking worried.

“I DON’T KNOW!” I answered, feeling very scared now.

We waited a few more seconds before I grabbed the jacket from Andrea and shouted, “GIVE ME THE JACKET! I’LL GO LOOK FOR HIM!” and reached out my hands.

“NO! WE’LL GO TOGETHER. WHAT IF HE FELL? YOU CAN’T CARRY HIM BY YOURSELF!”

I had to give that to her. It was wiser to go together, but I didn’t want to force Andrea through the rain again. But since she proposed it herself, I simply nodded. Andrea held up the jacket. We got under it and started running back to where we came from.

“JOSH!” I shouted, but no reaction.

“JOSH!” Andrea shouted a few moments later.

There was still no reply, and my heart was beating inside my throat. I was so worried right at that moment I didn’t even care about the rain anymore. We kept running, and the moment I came over a small bump, my heart stopped. There was Joshua’s body lying motionless on the ground.

“JOSH!! JOSH!!” I shouted and ran toward him, feeling almost paralyzed with panic.

“JOSH!” I heard Andrea shout behind me, but it barely registered.

“Josh?” I asked, hovering over him to protect him from the pouring rain and trying to find out what was wrong.

A feeling of relief washed over me when he opened his eyes. His look was a bit unfocused, and his body was trembling all over, but he was alive.

“My… my ankle. I… I tripped…” he stammered between his shivers.

“Do you think you can get up?”

He looked at me, and I could see he tested his other foot. Then, a second later, he nodded and said, “If you can help me get up, I think I can manage.”

“Andy?” I said and looked at Andrea.

We helped Joshua to his feet, and I noticed him trembling like a leaf. The moment he put weight on his strained ankle, he moaned.

“Come on,” I said, looked at Andrea, and started supporting my brother on his left side.

Andrea got the idea and got to his right side. Joshua placed his arms over our shoulders for support, and we were ready to head to the cabin. Thankfully, the rain was down to more normal proportions by now, so we didn’t have to shout anymore. When we started walking, I noticed the backpack Joshua was carrying lying on the ground and reached out to pick it up

“Leave it,” Joshua moaned through clenched teeth. “It’s soaked all the way through… It’s way too heavy to take with us… and no use right now.”

“Okay. I’ll go get it when the rain stops,” I replied, realizing he was right. It just contained stuff we could do without at the moment, especially since everything was soaking wet anyway.

Our primary focus was getting into the cabin and ensuring we got dry. So we started heading for the cabin, and despite Joshua’s sore ankle, we arrived there quicker than I expected. As we were standing there, dripping all over the porch floor, Joshua let go of me and started searching in his pocket. His hands were shaking badly. But moments later, he handed me the key, and I quickly unlocked the door.

“Kelly!” Andrea said panicky behind me as I pushed against the door.

I looked back and stepped in just in time to support Joshua. He was shivering uncontrollably, and it seemed as if he had passed out. Moments after I caught him, he seemed to have snapped back.

“You okay?” I asked worriedly.

“I’m so cold…” he said, barely above a whisper.

“Let’s get inside. Now!” I said to Andrea, who nodded understandably.

We managed to get inside, and with my foot, I pulled back one of the wooden chairs from the table, and we helped Joshua sit down. I looked at my brother, and his shaking was almost painful to watch. His eyes kept closing, and his lips were turning blue.

“We need to get him out of these wet clothes,” I said to Andrea, realizing I was shivering quite a bit myself.

“And then what? We don’t have towels or spare clothes!” she said, and I could hear the panic in her voice.

“Grab the blankets from that bed, and put them all on the big bed over there. I’ll start undressing Josh in the meantime,” I said, feeling the urgency to take the lead.

I looked at her surprised face. “What?” I asked since she didn’t start moving.

“Are you really going to undress him? Like… all the way?”

“I… uhm… well… maybe not ALL the way,” I stammered, just now realizing what I said, “but we need to do something! If his temperature drops too low, it can be a serious thing! I read about it the other day. So, please… grab these blankets, and we’ll try to get him warmed up.”

That did it for Andrea. She turned around and headed for the blankets. I decided for myself that undressing Joshua down to his underwear would be okay for the three of us. We’d gone swimming together a lot, and this wouldn’t be much different from that. So I grabbed the bottom of his soaking wet shirt and lifted it over his head. Joshua had still enough consciousness in him to lift his arms.

It didn’t go really smoothly, but a few seconds later, the shirt landed on the floor with a loud smack. Seeing him now without his shirt made me notice how much his chest had developed since the last time I saw him shirtless. He had nice pecs, a clear start of a six-pack, and lovely, broad shoulders. How could I’ve missed this? Was it all because of his stupid clothes and geeky hobbies?

Needing to focus on the job at hand, I shook my head and knelt down to take off his shoes and socks. I threw his first shoe on top of his shirt, and I noticed Andrea was done with spreading out the blankets on the bed.

“I’m getting pretty cold myself!” she said softly, probably ashamed of admitting this now.

“Yeah. Me too. First things first,” I replied, realizing we also needed to find a solution for ourselves.

I started working on Joshua’s second shoe. The moment it came off, I noticed how odd his upper body was angled. I looked up and saw his eyes were closed again, and he was hanging to one side.

“JOSH!” I shouted and got to my feet.

His body slumped over further as I did this, and he dropped to the floor with a loud thump.

“Quick! Help me carry him to the bed!” I said to Andrea, who came running over.

I stood near Joshua’s head, put my hands under his armpits, and tried to get some grip. After a few moments, I felt like I had enough grip, so I nodded at Andrea, who counted down. With a lot of effort, I got his upper body onto the bed, but only a little bit of his butt was resting on the blankets, and his feet were still on the ground.

“He’s heavy!” Andrea panted.

“I know! Can you please get the sheet from the other bed?” I asked Andrea, realizing we needed to do something to get a bit dryer.

This time, she didn’t ask why but rushed over and quickly returned with the thin cotton sheet we used to ly on. She handed it to me, and as I started drying Joshua’s upper body with the corner of the sheet, she started working on his legs and feet. After we were done, I draped a bit of the blanket over his upper body. We still needed to get him entirely into the bed. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to fully cover him. But I also still needed to get rid of his wet pants first.

“I know. But this is good for now,” I said and stood next to his upper legs, where I started undoing his button and zipper.

“Good thinking!” Andrea said as she stood close to me, and I could hear her shivering.

As I started sliding down his wet khakis, his white boxer briefs came into view. First, the Calvin Klein text on the waistband, but soon enough, the white cotton of the boxers itself. When I started pulling down his pants, I thought nothing of it. But now that I saw his soaked boxers appear, I realized this had nothing to do with swimwear we’ve seen him in before.

Because they were so wet, they were almost transparent. I didn’t immediately realize it when I saw the dark spot of his pubes appear, but the moment my brother’s dick came into view, I realized that I was basically looking at his naked dick.

Though I decided to keep on going, Andrea sucked in a breath beside me, and it was obvious she wasn’t expecting to see this either. “Is that… what I think it is?” she whispered.

“I guess…” I softly replied, not taking my eyes off it as more and more of it was exposed.

I kept pulling down his pants, figuring the damage was already done. But when his darker dickhead appeared, I realized my brother had a reasonably big dick. I had such a good, long look that I was pretty sure it was four, or just a little over four inches long and quite thick.

I lifted each leg out of his pants and threw the pants aside. When I looked up at my brother and saw him lying there basically naked, an extremely strong tremble shot through my body, making my pussy instantly soaking wet. But seeing how wet his underwear was, I knew he needed to get rid of them too. And it would hardly make any difference in how much exposed he was already.

“Josh?” I asked.

He blinked and opened his eyes. His eyes moved from left to right, and it was evident that he didn’t have a clue where he was. So I stepped closer, and his eyes locked on mine when I came into view.

“Wha… what?”

“We need to get you into the bed to warm up, but…” I started.

“But what?” he asked, his focus slightly sharper than before.

“Well… your, uhm… Your underwear is wet. Really wet. Can you take ‘em off, or do you need help?”

“My underwear?” he asked, suddenly with panic in his voice as he realized he was almost completely naked already.

He lifted his head and looked down. His current situation couldn’t be missed from his point of view, and he started blushing furiously.

“I’m sorry, Josh. But you need to get warm,” I said with the most sympathetic voice I could find.

He simply nodded, and his hands started moving down, but they trembled so hard that he couldn’t find the waistband.

“You do it,” he whispered after a few failed attempts.

My heart was almost beating out of my chest as I started working on pulling down my brother’s underwear. But as it came down, I realized that looking at his exposed dick was still different from looking at it through the transparent white cloth.

His cut dick pointed downward and laid over his tight ballsack. His sack was pulled so tight that I couldn’t make out his balls. It was completely hairless, and a small patch of black hair above his penis was the only hair he had on his body besides his head.

“All done,” I said without trying to look too long and obvious at his dick, “let’s get you on the bed properly. Andy?”

I looked at my best friend and noticed she had taken off her top and shorts and was standing there in her underwear, shaking with her eyes locked on my brother’s groin.

“These clothes are so cold!” she stammered apologetically.

“I know,” I said and knew I had to get out of mine quickly as well.

We each got on one side of my brother’s shoulder and helped him completely onto the mattress. I saw his dick flopping around in the corner of my eye as he moved, which was very intriguing. We covered him with the blankets, and as I got off the bed, I looked at him and saw he was out again. I was feeling worried, and it must’ve shown because Andrea said, “He’ll be alright, Kel.”

“You really think so?” I said as I started taking off my top.

“Well… In the Girl Scouts, I learned that warming up another person can quickly be achieved by using body heat… And this works both ways.”

“You mean…” I asked, wondering if she was thinking what I was thinking.

“Yeah. We need to get in bed with your brother… I don’t think there’s another way.”

I noticed she didn’t sound disappointed or apprehensive at all. And the idea of feeling my brother’s naked body near me, or even against me, didn’t put me off at all! Heck! I liked the idea!

“And we need to…” I said, pointing at my panties, “take these off too, right?”

“I guess…” Andrea said, and I could see her blush.

“I bought these especially for this weekend,” she said, blushing and looking at mine.

“So did I,” I giggled and noticed how similar they looked.

Both were black with a bit of lace on the edges. They were nothing fancy. Just nice, stylish panties that made us look more mature. Andrea was wearing a striped blue and white bra, and as she reached around to undo the hooks, I felt butterflies in my stomach over the idea of seeing her boobs altogether.

It took me a second, but when I snapped out of it, I started working on my green bra with white dots. It was closed at the front, but by now, my hands were beginning to shake uncontrollably too, and I couldn’t undo it.

“Here. Lemme help,” Andrea softly said as she watched me.

My eyes were immediately drawn to her boobs. Her skin was naturally dark with her Cuban background, and her nipples were even darker. Her breasts were smaller than mine, and as she said before, they were a small A-cup. Not big, but clearly passed the puffy-nipple stage.

Her hands went to the front of my bra, and as her fingers started working on the clasps, another tingle shot through my pussy. Despite the cold, I was feeling all warm inside. But when she opened my bra and her hands moved the pads away, her palms brushed my stiff nipples, and a soft moan escaped my throat.

“You okay?” Andrea asked and looked at me with a sly smile.

“Yeah,” I smiled and nodded enthusiastically.

“Let’s help you out of these as well,” she said, and her hands started pulling at my panties.

Before I could react, they were at my ankles, and I stepped out of them. I felt Andrea’s eyes roam over my body, and I felt exposed but very sexy standing there, despite my shaking hands and body.

“You look nice,” she whispered, and I could see her blush.

Andrea grabbed the sheet and started drying my body. She did it quite unceremonially, but it still felt incredibly nice to feel her hands all over my body. Andrea didn’t linger as much on my boobs as I would’ve done to her, but I didn’t blame her, considering how cold we both were. She gently pushed against my shoulders and started drying my back.

“All done,” she said, and as I turned around, she was already drying herself.

She looked at me as she was drying herself. She handed me the towel as she started pulling down her own panties, and after a few moments of me drinking in the sight of her nude body, I gave back the sheet. I noticed how much her hands were shaking now, and I folded my arms in front of my chest to at least feel a little bit warmer. After Andrea was done, she tossed the sheet on the ground

We stood on either side of the bed, ready to get in. “This is weird,” I said, looking at my naked best friend as I was about to step equally naked into the same bed as my nude brother.

“Yeah… But it’s for the best,” she smiled.

I lifted the blanket and saw my brother was still passed out. I looked at his now exposed chest and still wondered how it got this hot this quickly. I inhaled deeply, stepped in, and draped the blanket over us. The bed was shaking as Andrea was doing the same on the other side of the bed.

I lay on my back, and my right side was pressed against my brother’s body. His body felt even colder than mine, and I could still feel him shiver a little. We laid quietly like this for a good ten minutes, and I felt our combined heat warming us up nicely by now.

“What are you doing?” Joshua mumbled as he was getting back to us.

I looked at him and said soothingly, “We need to get you warm, remember?”

“Oh. Right. But… I’m… you’re…” he stammered.

“I know. But getting out of our wet clothes was the only way to get warm quickly. After we’re warm, we’ll light up the fireplace,” I smiled warmly as I looked into my brother’s eyes.

He was looking at me with a panicked look in his eyes that I couldn’t place. But when I felt something brush against my hip, my eyes widened, and Joshua winched. Was this his…?

“Turn on your side,” Andrea said, “that way, our bodies make the most contact, and the effect will be even better.”

She pushed against Joshua’s shoulder, and he turned toward me. I hesitated slightly because I wanted to ensure I felt what I felt. But it quickly dawned on me that I could feel it even better with my back pressed against him.

So I also turned to my left side, and when I felt Joshua was on his side too, I scooted back. At first, his upper chest touched my back, but I was determined to feel all of him against me by now. So I moved my lower body back toward my brother. The moment I felt his dick touch my lower back, I felt my pussy contract. This was a dick pressed against me. And a hard one as far as I could tell. I didn’t care that it was attached to my brother at all. It was an even bigger turn-on, if I was being frank.

When I was pressed entirely against him, there was no more doubt that he was hard as a rock. It was nudged between my butt cheeks, and the tip was pressed against my lower back. I was SO excited to feel this that I felt as if every nerve in my body was on high alert.

“I’m so sorry, Kel,” Joshua whispered so softly I could barely hear it, but the panic in his voice was unmistakable.

“It’s okay,” I croaked a little too loud as my voice betrayed me.

“What is?” Andrea asked behind us.

“Lying like this,” I responded, internally proud of this quick reply because I didn’t want this to ever end.

“Yeah. It’s better, isn’t it? I’m starting to feel warmer already. How are you doing, Josh?”

“Hmppf,” was all that came out of his throat.

“Well… you’ve stopped shaking, and you’re not passing out, so it’s better, right?” Andrea asked.

I felt Joshua nod and his body relaxed a little. We were lying like this for about five minutes, each of us lost in our thoughts. Joshua’s hard dick twitched every now and then, and I was only thinking about how nice it felt to feel him pressed against me like this. But, deep down, I knew I needed more. So, after a long internal struggle, I grabbed his hand that was lying modestly on my hip and placed it directly on my left boob. When his hand touched my over-sensitive nipple, my pussy started contracting sharply again.

When his hand closed itself around my boob, another exciting thing happened. My brother’s hard dick twitched violently between us. To me, this indicated that he was also enjoying this tremendously.

“I… I’m sorry,” he whispered real softly again into my ear.

I responded by pushing my butt back against his hardon, and I squeezed my butt cheeks at the same time to let him know I wanted this. Apparently, Joshua needed no further encouragement because he started kneading my boob and gently pinched my nipple. I could barely hold back a few moans, and my cheeks kept gently rubbing over his shaft. My pussy was beyond wet by now, and I felt an incredible urge to touch it. It would just be too many kinds of wrong to do this now, but I felt my hormones were clouding my judgment at the moment.

“This is really helping,” Andrea said behind me, snapping me back to reality, “I’m starting to feel warm. Almost sweaty. But my back is still cold.”

“Uh-uh,” I managed to get out of my throat.

“And I don’t hear the rain anymore,” Andrea continued.

I was clamping my legs shut in a vain attempt to release the pressure. But Joshua’s kneading hand on my tit and hard rod against my back made this impossible.

“No. Guess it stopp- aah,” Joshua said and moaned as I firmly rubbed my butt against his cock again.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“Uh-huh,” Joshua said, and I could feel him nod.

“Hey! Have you been working out?” Andrea asked after a few seconds, and I could hear the sweet talk ooze from her voice.

A very slight sting of jealousy shot through me. It was odd to feel jealous of my brother. Of course, Joshua wasn’t my boyfriend, nor could he ever be. He was my damn brother! But still… I wanted to touch him. Feel his cock and hard muscles.

I wanted him inside me.

That realization shocked me. It came out of nowhere, but it was SO true! I wanted my virginity to be gone, and I wanted my big brother to take it.

“N- no,” Joshua stammered.

“Well… I noticed you’ve grown some muscles, and I think they look nice on you,” Andrea said as she kept on sweet-talking my brother.

I felt her fingers touch me every now and then as her hands caressed the side of Joshua’s body. Her light touches felt electric to me, and that’s when I knew it. I was in bed naked with a boy I wanted to give my virginity to and with my best friend I wanted to fool around with. How could this be wrong? If I played it right, I might have both.

As I was considering my options, Andrea said, “can we turn on our other side now? My back is still cold.”

Joshua swallowed audibly behind me, and the gears of my brain kicked into motion. I lifted my brother’s hand from my boob, squeezed my cheeks one more time, eliciting another soft moan, and then turned to my back. I smiled when I saw the fear on Joshua’s face and looked at Andrea.

“He can’t turn around. He’s got a boner, and he doesn’t want you to feel it,” I said, and Joshua’s eyes went wide as saucers.

I knew I was putting him on the spot this way. But I also knew that Andrea would be cool about it. And this way, it was way easier to make a move. So Andrea blinked a few times, and then a sly smile spread across her lips. She winked at me and turned to her back too.

“I get it,” she said, “but you don’t have to be ashamed. It’s natural. Right, Kel?”

I wasn’t sure where she was going with this, but I decided to play along. So I said, “Completely natural.”

“But we’ve already seen it when we put you in bed. And I think you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of,” Andrea said as she kept looking at the ceiling.

Joshua turned to his back and looked at me, then at Andrea. I noticed something had changed in the way he looked at me. It wasn’t anger or fear. It was something else.

“But it isn’t fair,” he whispered, also looking at the ceiling now.

“What isn’t?” I asked, realizing now what the change in his look was. He was horny!

“You two saw me, but I didn’t get a chance to look at you,” he whispered after a short pause.

“Well… we could pull down the blankets,” I said softly, “it’s way too hot under them by now anyway.”

The three of us chuckled nervously at that, but no one made a move. The tension inside the room was thick, and I felt like we were about to cross a line.

“You’re also going to see your sister naked. You know that, right?” Andrea said with a grin that I couldn’t place.

“So?” I snapped, “What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing! Honestly. But some people might think it’s weird. Just saying.”

“I like how she looks,” Joshua whispered shyly, “So what if she’s my sister? It’s not like we’re having sex.”

“Yet…” Andrea said bluntly in the silence that followed.

That made my heart skip a few beats. The realization of me wanting to have sex was back, and there was no way I could deny it.

Joshua alternated his look between Andrea and me and shrugged. He surprised me as he took the initiative. With his feet, he started pulling down the blankets covering us. He stopped when the blanket reached our midsections and looked openly at my boobs. He switched his gaze between Andrea and me, and I felt extremely sexy being watched like this. Especially when I also saw Andrea looking at me with a lustful look in her eyes.

But my eyes switched between Joshua’s hairless and slightly muscular chest and Andrea’s small boobs. I loved looking at both and wanted to lick and kiss them badly. The blanket ended just below the top of Joshua’s pubic hairs, and his dick made a small tent. I couldn’t see it clearly enough, but it seemed that a few of Andrea’s pubes were also visible. The tension about seeing forbidden flesh was almost unbearable.

“Wow,” Joshua said softly, “you look amazing!”

“Yeah. You too,” Andrea and I replied simultaneously.

We all giggled nervously at that. My heart was beating fast as I anticipated the next step. Joshua must’ve sensed it because the blanket slowly moved further down moments later. At first, his reddish dickhead came into view, and both Andrea and I sucked in a breath. This didn’t seem to bother Joshua because the blanket kept moving down. Then, more and more of his stiff dick appeared, and in the corner of my eye, I saw Andrea’s pussy on display.

But two pairs of eyes were focused on my brother’s stiff dick, which looked amazing! Then, finally, when the blanket started sliding down over his balls and his entire dick was visible, I could adequately judge its size and girth. I guessed that with five and a half inches, it was slightly longer than when it was soft. But seeing it hard and throbbing with every heartbeat impressed me even more than when I saw it for the first time.

I glanced quickly at Andrea and saw her eyes were roaming over my body. But my eyes returned to that amazing piece of hard flesh between my brother’s legs.

“Can I touch it?” I heard myself whisper and looked Joshua in his eyes.

“I… uhm… you…” he stammered.

But I actually didn’t need approval. I felt a deep, primal need to feel, squeeze, and jerk it. I needed to see him cum, and that need came from a place so deep inside my soul that I didn’t even know I had it. I watched my hand as it snaked over his hip, inching its way toward the end zone.

The moment my fingertips touched the hard rod, I was amazed by the warmth radiating from it. But I didn’t waste any time on this unexpected fact, and when I saw my hand wrap around it, another surge of pleasure shot through my already trembling pussy.

“Ahhhh!!!” Joshua moaned when my fingers gripped him firmly.

I couldn’t explain the pleasure and amazement I felt when I held my very first boner in my hand. It felt hard and soft at the same time, and I could feel my brother’s heartbeat through it. Next, my hand moved upward, and when I reached the edge of his dickhead, I was treated with a completely new texture under my shaky fingers. Then, when they completely covered his dickhead, the softness and sponginess gave me another shot of pleasure. And as I softly squeezed it, Joshua moaned again.

My eyes were fixed on his dick and balls, and all of this lasted only a few seconds. Then, as I was toying with it, I saw Andrea’s hand join mine. Her hand was on the bottom half of my brother’s hard cock, and she moved down to cup his balls. These fascinated me greatly, but right now, I was primarily focused on his dickhead and shaft.

I’ve already seen enough clips of guys jerking off that I knew the basic mechanics. And that same primal urge to touch his cock, was urging me on to watch him shoot his cum. It was almost as if I wasn’t myself anymore as that urge took over.

So I gently moved my hand down over the tip of his dick, where my hand touched Andrea’s. Our eyes met briefly, and judging by how she looked at me, she was almost hornier than I felt.

But by now, I was on a mission. I wanted my brother to cum. I wanted, no, I needed to see him spurt his cum. There was only one way we’d go from here, and that was his orgasm. So as I slowly started moving my fist up and down the tip and upper half of his cock, Andrea began to massage the lower half, which she alternated with toying with his balls.

“Ohhh… I’m… AAAHHHH!” Joshua moaned and squirmed under our massaging hands.

Andrea and I kept going, and I saw her move in the corner of my eye. She laid her head on Joshua’s chest and looked at me longingly. I instinctively knew what she wanted, so I moved my head up too, and the moment our noses touched, we kissed each other passionately.

“Stop it! I’m… LOOK OUT!” Joshua said with fear in his voice.

I could feel him trying to squirm away from our hands, but I would have nothing of that. He was probably afraid he’d cum, and we’d be offended by it, but the exact opposite was true.

“Just let it come! Shoot your stuff for us!” I hoarsely said, breaking the kiss with Andrea and looking down at his thick cock.

“I… AH! AH! AH! AAAAHH!!” Joshua moaned.

I felt his dick grow even fatter in my massaging hand, and it started kicking violently. Then, a heartbeat later, the first spurt flew out of his dick and hit me on my chin. The following spurts weren’t as powerful, but the globs landed all over the top of his six-pack and ended around his belly button.

A good six or seven spurts later, a small dribble hung from the tip of his dick, and Joshua was panting heavily.

As I realized what I had just seen, I looked over at Andrea, feeling stunned. But as I looked at her, I only saw horniness and lust in her eyes. She didn’t look surprised at all. Her lips turned into a wicked smile when she looked at my chin. Andrea moved in and licked the glob of cum from my face. This both tickled and felt hot at the same time.

“Mmhhh. Nice!” she smiled after exaggeratingly licking her lips.

She glanced down at the top of my brother’s six-pack and lapped up some of that too. This was it! I needed a taste too! I wanted to know what it tasted like, and I certainly didn’t want Andrea to have it all. So I also moved down and lapped up the nearest glob.

It tasted… interesting. It was between sweet and salt and had a very intriguing texture. It took me a little while to process, but I knew I liked it. I liked it a lot, so I moved my face down to get some more and satisfy my primal need.

My face was just inches away from my brother’s still hard cock and the small patch of black pubes as I was licking all over his muscular lower abdomen. Then, in the corner of my eye, I saw Andrea move. Judging by the movement of the mattress, she was getting up. I didn’t care too much about what she was about to do because I was too focused on eating my brother’s cum.

But, moments later, when I felt her hands on my knees, gently spreading them, I figured she would touch my soaking pussy. Maybe even finger me and satisfy my neglected puss!

So I willingly spread my legs. I was lapping up the last drop around Joshua’s belly button. After this, just the drop hanging from the slit of his dick was left. But I was too chicken to lick his dick, so I decided to leave it hanging. Since I was done here and Andrea was going to touch me, I might as well get comfortable, soI turned to my back. Joshua was still panting and had his arm over his head, looking at the ceiling.

I was expecting a few probing fingers around my pussy. But when I felt something moist and warm cover my pussy lips and a wet, soft worm sneaking around and trying to wiggle its way between my lips, I immediately put two and two together. My best friend was eating me out!

I let out a loud moan when the realization hit, and the overwhelming feeling washed over my body. Joshua’s body moved beside me, and judging by his soft, “oh fuck!”, he saw what was going on and apparently loved it.

Moments later, I felt his hand on my tit again, and he started pinching my nipple gently. His massaging hand and squeezing fingers lifted me off the bed. At least mentally. I felt like I was floating in mid-air because of all the attention my body was getting.

Andrea’s tongue was doing something magical between my legs because I felt like I was practically cumming, but somehow she managed to prevent the inner dam from breaking. I was constantly on the verge of cumming, but never went over the top.

“I think you’re ready,” Andrea said, and a shot of disappointment shot through my body as her face left my pussy.

“Ready for what?” I asked, looking down at my best friend’s face that was looking up from between my spread legs.

“Ready to get fucked,” she said matter-of-factly, and a wicked smile slowly appeared.

I noticed Andrea’s hand was around Joshua’s hard cock, slowly massaging it. It took a few moments for her words to sink in, but I looked at my brother when they did. The look on his face was a mixture of fear, surprise, and lust. This look represented precisely how I felt. I wanted to feel his hard dick slide into me. But I had never done this before. Wouldn’t it hurt? And, last but not least, he was my freaking brother!

“But… I’m… we’re… he’s my…” I stammered.

“She’s my… I… I never…” Joshua stammered next to me.

Andrea started laughing and looked at us both.

“Look,” she started, “I know you’re brother and sister. But I think that’s the best way to do this! You love each other, but not like ‘that’. So if either of you doesn’t like it, no one’s feelings will get hurt. And no bragging, slut shaming, nothing!”

Being the drama queen she is, a dramatic pause followed, where I let these words sink in. It only took me a few moments to make a decision. I wanted to be fucked by my brother. He had a nice body, he’d never hurt me, and Andrea would be here for moral support. But Andrea’s words about us not being romantically involved gave me the final push.

“But..” I heard Joshua half-heartedly sputter.

“I want to try it…” I whispered softly, interrupting my brother and looking him in his eyes.

“You do?” Joshua asked, and the fear on his face was instantly replaced with amazement.

“Yeah. Andy’s right. I know I want to know what it feels like, and I guess you do too,” I said, feeling myself grow even hornier by the thought of losing my virginity to my own brother.

“I uhm… I guess you’re right. But are you sure it isn’t… I don’t know… weird?” he said, but somehow I knew he was playing it down so he wouldn’t seem too eager.

“Why would it be weird?” Andrea chipped in, “it’s just sex! It’s not like you’re trying to get her pregnant or something.”

“How do we do it?” I said to no one in particular but was determined to get this show on the road.

I was hornier than I’ve ever been, and getting fucked by that magnificent-looking cock attached to my brother’s fine-looking body, was something that needed to happen soon!

“Why don’t you lie on your back, Josh? Kel can sit on top of you; that way, she can easily control how deep and fast you guys go,” Andrea said softly, and I could hear her voice tremble from anticipation.

“But I can’t,” I started.

“I’ll make sure to point his… uhm… dick at the correct place. Don’t worry! And I’ll be right behind you to help you,” she said soothingly.

Andrea extended her hand to help me up. When our faces got close, she kissed me passionately on my mouth and slid her tongue inside. I tasted something I had never tasted before and realized I tasted my own cunt juices. Andrea smiled at me when we broke the kiss and gently pushed me toward my brother.

Joshua turned to his back, and I looked at him as I straddled his waist. He was obviously nervous, but there was also sheer lust dripping from his face. I loved that look! I sat down on my brother’s lap, and the moment my pussy landed on his rock-hard cock, we both let out a soft moan. I placed my hands on Joshua’s chest and marveled once again at his solid and tight pecs.

“Lift your butt a bit Kel,” Andrea said.

So I did just that, and a moment later, Joshua sucked in a breath. I figured Andrea was gripping his dick, which was confirmed a second later when I felt the warm and squishy dickhead touch the outside of my pussy. She rubbed it up and down over the length of my pussy lips a few times, causing my brother and me to squirm a little.

“Ready?” Andrea asked as I was getting used to feeling my brother’s dick rubbing over my pussy.

I looked down at Joshua, and a slight nod from his head was all I needed.

“Yeah. I think so! But I’ll stop if it hurts, okay?”

“Of course!” Joshua said immediately, looking a bit worried all of a sudden.

“Don’t worry! You’re wetter than a fire hydrant in a dog kennel. This won’t hurt one bit. Trust me.”

I felt the tip of my brother’s dick press against the entrance of my pussy. This was it! This morning I wanted to fool around with my best friend, but here I was, losing my virginity to my brother. And every fiber in my body was buzzing with anticipation.

“Just slowly move down, Kel! And keep your butt on the mattress, Josh! Let your sister determine the pace.”

Joshua nodded silently. But as the tip of his dick slid inside me, the nodding stopped, and his eyes flew open. We simultaneously sucked in a breath, and I felt his dick twitching slightly, but since the tip was held by my pussy, and the shaft by Andrea’s hand, there wasn’t much room for it to twitch.

I slowly inched my way down over his throbbing member. I was expecting to feel a bit of pain, or at least some discomfort. But none of that was true. Instead, I felt stuffed and stretched, but in the best way possible. I never felt anything this fantastic ever before.

By now, about an inch of my brother’s dick was inside me, and not only did I want more. I wanted it all!! I needed every inch of his hard, throbbing cock inside me. I felt the inside of my pussy contracting lightly, and Joshua’s dick twitched a little with every contraction. He still didn’t have enough room to have a significant effect on me, but I felt it. And it was a massive turn-on for me to keep going.

So I inched down further, and when my underside touched Andrea’s hand, I knew I was only about halfway. There was still more of this magnificent cock left!

“Ohhh…” I moaned as I clearly felt the rim of his cockhead inside of me.

“Does it feel good?” Andrea softly asked as her hand left Joshua’s dick and snaked over my right hip.

I simply nodded as I wanted to stay focused on impaling myself on my brother’s boner. But then, I felt Andrea move behind me, and moments later, her tits pressed against my back.

“Doesn’t it hurt?” She whispered in my ear, and her hand slowly moved from my hip toward my pussy.

Not trusting my voice enough to speak, I shook my head, and as I slid down even further, Joshua moaned loudly. I almost forgot there was someone attached to this dick, so I tried finding eye contact with him. His gaze was unfocused, and his mouth was slightly open. It looked like he was enjoying this even more than I was, which I found almost unbelievable.

Getting used to being filled up like this and feeling absolutely no pain, I let the last bit of his dick slide into me in one quick move. I was SO eager to have my brother’s entire dick inside me that I threw my caution in the wind. When Andrea’s fingers started caressing my pussy, I let the tension in my legs go.

The result was almost unbelievable. I dropped at least two inches, and when our pubes mashed together, the pressure on my clit nearly triggered an orgasm. Inside, the tip of his dick touched a spot I couldn’t place at the moment. I later learned he hit my cervix, which unleashed a whole new wave of different feelings I had never felt before.

I looked at my brother as we both moaned loudly, and his eyes found mine. The look of pure lust and horniness was sexy as hell. Somehow we both knew what we wanted, and we didn’t need words to let the other know what that was. We needed to fuck! I Needed his cum inside my pussy. And I needed it as quickly as possible.

I gently squeezed my brother’s pecs, and when Andrea’s left hand snaked around my upper body and cupped my right boob where she started toying with my over-sensitive nipple, her right hand started toying with my clit.

“Fuck him!” she whispered in my ear as her whole body was pressed against my back, and her hands started stimulating me for real.

It was as if I wasn’t myself at that moment. Lust had taken over, and hearing my best friend’s encouragements in my ear was the last drop. I slowly lifted myself up and felt the rim of my brother’s dickhead slide down through my soaking wet love canal.

Right before he slipped out, I immediately moved down again. Both my brother and I moaned loudly, and Andrea’s finger was now properly rubbing my clit, which caused my pussy to get even slipperier.

When my clit crushed against my brother’s pubes and he hit my cervix again, I almost came. By now, I was constantly on the verge of cumming, and I felt an incredible urge to do something about that. So after I felt my brother’s dickhead travel down my insides again, I decided to try something new.

When he couldn’t go down anymore and Andrea’s mouth was kissing the side of my neck, I relaxed the muscles in my legs, let gravity do its work, and dropped down.

The result was unbelievable! The pressure on both my clit and my cervix was beyond everything I had ever felt before. And I came! My pussy started contracting, but it didn’t go through all the way. The feelings inside me were the same, but my pussy just couldn’t do its regular thing because it was so filled up. So I came, but not in the way I usually came. It was so weird and confusing, but also sexy and thrilling beyond everything I’ve known up until then.

A loud moan from Joshua told me this was also the way for him. So I lifted myself again and dropped down hard. After I did this a few times, Joshua lifted his butt off the mattress to slam hard into me. This enhanced the effect to a level where I was constantly cumming, but never went completely over the hill. Even Andrea’s fingers on my clit and nipple couldn’t bring me over.

The lewd sounds of flesh slapping loudly together filled the cabin, and as Joshua’s moans increased in both level and pitch, so did our pace in fucking.

“AH! AH! AH! AHHH!” Joshua moaned under me.

I dug my fingers into his pecs and felt a tornado approach from deep within. The intensity of it was both frightening and liberating, as I knew this was it. I felt my brother’s dick grow even fatter within my insides, and when he slammed into me, he did it with such force I knew he was cumming.

The moment his dick started kicking inside me, and I felt his sperm shoot out, coating my insides, I felt the tornado unleashing itself. I could only let out a deep, animal-like grunt. I heard it coming out of my throat, and it almost sounded alien-like. I never knew I could produce such a sound.

The pressure that had built up during my incestuous fuck, gathered in the middle of my body, right above my stomach. And when I came, that pressure spread throughout every part of my body. First, it traveled down my arms, after which my fingers started tingling. After this, I felt it fly both up and down in my chest, causing my head to feel like it spun on my neck. My vision was blurry, and I felt my pussy contract so sharply that I was surprised I wasn’t hurting my brother.

Andrea’s fingers were still playing around, but apparently, she knew to tone her actions down now. My brother’s dick was still kicking around, but I didn’t feel any more cum shooting out of it. I never felt my muscles down there contract the way they did now, and this way, I was milking his cock dry.

Joshua lowered his butt back on the mattress, and as I leaned back against my best friend’s body, I felt myself returning from this magnificent orgasm.

“That was some hardcore shit!” she whispered with obvious amazement in her voice.

“I need to lie down,” I said, but the words came out so raggedly that I could barely hear them myself.

Andrea supported me as I got up. As my brother’s dick slid out, I felt a little of his cum drip out of me. After I laid down next to Joshua, I looked at him. His eyes were a little unfocused, but after a few moments, they locked with mine, and a big grin spread across his face.

“We need to do that A LOT more!” he softly said, and the three of us all giggled at that.

This post-orgasmic silliness relieved the tension I was afraid we’d have. But there was absolutely none of that. Joshua was clearly okay with this, and I certainly knew I was. I just wasn’t sure how Andrea would act on this. So as she laid down next to me, I kissed her on her cheek.

“You both look like you enjoyed yourselves,” Andrea said, smiling broadly.

“If I knew having sex would be this awesome, I would’ve done it way sooner!” I exclaimed excitedly.

“Yeah! Really!” Joshua added, clearly as excited as I was.

“I know…” Andrea said softly, “that’s exactly what I thought after my first time!”

It took me a few seconds for this to land. I guess I was still riding my orgasmic wave, but it suddenly landed.

“What do you mean? You’ve had sex before?” I said into the silence that followed Andrea’s comment.

“I… uh… yeah. I kinda did…” she said apologetically.

“Wh… what!? With whom?!” I asked as I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

Why didn’t she tell me? I was her best friend, for Christ’s sake! So Andrea had sex, and she kept it a secret? Despite the post-sex hormones flowing through my body, I started to feel pissed.

“This has to stay between us! You have to promise me!” she said, and I could see her struggling, causing me to immediately feel a lot less angry.

“Uhh… you watched my sister and me have sex. I think you’re good!” Joshua said, and I could hear the amusement in his voice.

“I know. But still…” Andrea whispered.

“You’ve got our word!” I said and ignored the urge to hug her, “right, Josh?”

“Of course!” he said with such a serious voice that it was clear he meant it.

“Well… Roberto and I… we… you know,” Andrea stammered.

“What? You’ve had sex with your brother too?” I exclaimed, hardly believing my ears.

Roberto was about half a year older than Joshua. They went to the same school and even shared some classes. I didn’t think he was hot, but several classmates thought differently.

He had the same dark, Cuban skin as his sister, long, black wavy hair that ended just below his ears, and, I had to admit, a cute smile.

“I did. Well… we did. Yeah.”

“Oh wow…” Joshua whispered.

“But… how?” I asked, still confused.

“A few months ago, I walked in on him to ask something about my history homework. And there he was, looking at his monitor with his pants around his ankles and his hard dick in his hand. I clearly saw it all right before he tried covering up and shouted about me needing to knock and stuff. But I couldn’t keep my eyes off his dick. And as he tried to kick me out of his room, he stood up and tripped over his pants.”

Joshua started giggling, looked at me, and said, “You almost caught me last week too! I was just in time to pull up my boxers.”

“Oh! I remember that!” I said, laughing, realizing just now what I witnessed the other day.

His pants were in a heap below his desk, which I found odd, but didn’t connect the dots at that time.

“Then what?” Joshua asked, looking very interested.

“Well… he fell to the floor and hit his head on his bedpost. So I helped him get up, and he sat on his bed, his pants still around his ankles. He calmed down after a bit and put his hands in his lap to cover up.”

“He must’ve felt awful!” I said, holding my hand in front of my mouth.

“He did. But we started talking, and after a while, I managed to get him to feel better, and I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. Pretty soon, the subject went to him jacking off, of course! And as it turned out, we were both extremely curious about how the other one masturbated. So we sat on opposite sides of his bed, where we both did our thing. It was SO hot watching him cum!”

“Holy shit!” Joshua said, “Now I feel silly for covering up!”

“Yeah! Why did you do that?!” I laughed.

“We did this almost every day from then on,” Andrea continued, “until one day, he asked if I wanted to try jerking him. Of course, I didn’t dare to ask, but I didn’t think twice when he offered this!”

“Of course not!” I smiled.

“The moment I took his dick in my hand, something clicked inside my head. I just had to feel how it felt inside me!”

I glanced over at Joshua and noticed his now soft dick was starting to get hard again. I thought boys couldn’t get it hard for a while after they came. Apparently, I was wrong!

“Since I was already naked, I just had to scoot over, where I started brushing his tip against my hole. Roberto looked questioningly at me but didn’t say anything. But when I pushed a little and felt him go in… Best. Feeling. Ever!”

She used her best drama queen voice to say this, but I truly knew how it felt, so I couldn’t blame her for it.

“Roberto grabbed my hips, and before I knew it, we were fucking. It wasn’t as intense as your first fuck, but it was damn close! We fucked like rabbits after that first time. Every chance we get, he’s inside me. I even went into his room after we went to bed last week. Of course, we had to be quiet, but the risk of getting caught made it even better.”

“Aren’t you afraid to get pregnant?” I asked.

“I was at first. But I’m on the pill now, and Roberto says a brother can’t get his sister pregnant.”

“That’s bullshit!” Joshua said sternly.

“Josh!” I said, feeling sorry for Andrea.

“It’s okay, Kel. I know it is,” Andrea softly said, “but if he wants to believe it, I don’t mind. As long as he keeps fucking me! That’s why I’m on the pill now anyways.”

“I still haven’t had my period yet. But I need to talk to mom and get on the pill as soon as possible because I want to keep on doing this, but I don’t want to… you know…”

“I know. And will this be a problem?” Andrea asked.

“Nah. Mom is cool about it. She even talked to me about me still not having my period and that I can come to her whenever I need to.”

I wanted to know what happened precisely, so in the silence that followed, I asked, “So… did you plan something when you knew we were going to the cabin? You wanted it to happen between us too?”

“I didn’t plan anything,” Andrea said calmly as a sly grin spread across her face. “But when I saw Josh’s dick with you so close to it, I figured I might as well give you a push in the right direction.”

“I did get a push, alright,” I giggled, and my hand went down to lightly caress my pussy and assess the potential damage.

“I… uhh…” Andrea stammered after looking at Joshua’s hard dick.

“What?” I asked, looking at some of my brother’s cum on my fingers that leaked out of my pussy.

“I don’t know how to ask this…” she blushed.

“Try us,” Joshua said as he scratched his balls openly.

“Is it okay if he fucks me?” Andrea asked, looking at both of us.

“I… uhh… sure! As long as I get another go. I mean… you helped us out and stuff, so I don’t see why not. Josh?”

“Oh, don’t worry! We’ll definitely do that again! And I think it’s only fair if I fuck Andy. She DID help us out, you know?” he chuckled as a shit-eating grin spread across his face.

“And…” Andrea said as she blushed.

I slapped her softly on her arm and said, “Come on! Spit it out! You don’t have to act all shy now, you know!”

“I like the taste of cum. A lot!” Andrea said.

“Do I need to take it out before I cum?” Joshua asked.

“No. Well… that’s perfect. But what I meant was…”

“You want to eat me out again!” I said, interrupting my best friend.

“Do you mind?” Andrea asked with a wicked grin.

“Well… Duh!” I laughed, “but how do we…”

“Oh, that’s easy!” Andrea said as she turned to her back.

She scooted down the bed, so her ass was at the edge of the mattress. Joshua caught on, got to his feet, and stood at the end of the bed with his boner sticking up, throbbing and hard as a rock. I couldn’t deny to myself that I had fallen in love with his cock. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked by it, so I felt slightly jealous when it was this close to Andrea’s pussy. But I also knew that Joshua enjoyed it so much that he’d do me again in the blink of an eye.

“Get that pussy over here,” Andrea hoarsely said, gesturing for me to sit on her face.

“Do I look at the wall, or…”

“Whatever you want. I’d look at your brother if I were you. You’ve got the best seat in the house that way!”

So I lifted my leg over her and sat on my knees, hovering my pussy above her face. I looked at Joshua as he stood there, holding his stiff dick at the base.

I let my eyes roam over his body, and now that I could see him from his balls up, I was even more convinced about how fine his body was. A small patch of black pubes, a noticeable v-line above it, topped off with a tight, barely noticeable, but definitely there, six-pack.

I did get a good look at his pecs and shoulders while we fucked, but seeing the complete picture now, I couldn’t stop admiring his body. And I had to convince him to start dressing differently, but that wasn’t for now. This just wasn’t the time or place for that.

“Where uhm…” Joshua asked as he put the tip of his dick against Andrea’s pussy.

“Can you help him?” Andrea asked amused, “I’ve got other business to attend to.”

And right after she said that, her tongue started licking all around the outside of my pussy.

“Ohhh…” I moaned because of that sudden stimulation.

But I didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity. So I lowered myself and looked directly at my best friend’s pussy where my brother’s dickhead was probing around.

“Here,” I whispered and spread Andrea’s pussy lips.

Next, I grabbed Joshua’s dick, resisted the temptation to toy with it, and pointed it toward her opening. All the while feeling Andrea’s tongue working its magic, which made it a bit difficult for me to focus. But when I saw my brother’s dickhead enter her pussy, I just had to pay attention.

“Do it!” Andrea said from under me, taking her mouth off my pussy just long enough to say it.

I heard Joshua swallow, and I looked up at him. One corner of his mouth pulled his lips into a sly grin, and he nodded. I followed his eyes as he looked down. My eyes focused back on his dick, and as Andrea’s tongue started slipping into me, my brother began to slide his dick into my best friend.

It was clear that Joshua wasn’t as careful and gentle as he was with me. But given the fact that Andrea had been fucked before already and that she was urging him on with her moans, I would’ve done the same if I were him.

I watched his dick slide in, and he didn’t stop or pull back even once. Andrea’s moans on my cunt were terrific, and her probing tongue was magical. But watching my brother’s hard cock slide into a pussy up close was way hotter than I’d ever imagined.

“Oohhh! You’re bigger!” Andrea moaned as her hips started gyrating.

I could see my brother beam with pride as I looked up at him. I was still amazed about how I missed how hot he was naked and what a magnificent cock he had. And now he was fucking someone else with it. I wanted him for myself, and watching him fuck my best friend, made me realize I needed to step up.

As he inched the last piece of his rod inside Andrea and their pubic hairs merged, I heard both of them moan. Andrea stopped licking my pussy, and I heard her say, “and, ooohh, longer,” between her grunts.

I lifted my body, my eyes locked on him, and moved in. My face inched closer to his, and he immediately caught on. We looked deep into each other’s eyes, and he suddenly moved his head forward. Our mouths mashed against each other, and our tongues hungrily started probing around in our mouths. I felt his teeth brush against my tongue but didn’t care about that at all. I placed one hand on his shoulder, and as Andrea started eating me out again, I marveled at the moving muscles under my fingers.

I could feel by both the thrashing of Andrea’s mouth and the movement of my brother’s body that he was now fucking her for real. I wanted to feel as much of his body as I could, so my other hand roamed around over his body. I desperately wanted to cup his ass and feel it move as he fucked my best friend, but this was physically impossible in the way we were sitting now. So I made a note to myself to grab his ass the next time he fucked me.

But as Andrea’s action on my cunt increased, and the more than erotic Frenching with my brother continued, I realized I was getting close. But as my brother’s movement became more deliberate and the sound and speed of bodies slapping against each other increased, I knew they wouldn’t last much longer either.

Maybe my approaching orgasm clouded my judgment, but I just knew there was one thing I wanted. No! That I needed right now.

“I want to taste your cum again,” I said, looking my brother deep into his eyes.

“And… aaahhh… you… ooohhhh… should! Hmmm…. It’s… ahhhh… del- oohh… delicious!” Andrea grunted.

I saw a twinkle in my brother’s eyes as he slammed into Andrea in my peripheral vision. Under me, she was squirming uncontrollably and had stopped licking me altogether. It was clear she was close and just couldn’t focus anymore.

Joshua slapped hard into her two more times, and Andrea’s body stiffened. Her face was pressed against my pussy, and I could hear and feel a loud moan coming from deep within her.

Joshua stopped moving for a moment, but after the peak of her orgasm had passed, he started slamming into her again. He looked hornily at me and said, “I’m… I’m cumming… what… what do I do… ohhh…”

“Just pull out,” I softly said, and laid down on Andrea again, my face inches away from their joined genitals.

Watching him slide in and out in the heat of his second fuck, was even better than before. His cock glistened with Andrea’s cunt juices, making it look even hotter.

“Ah… ah… ah… ah…,” my brother moaned.

I felt Andrea’s tongue going at it at full speed again, and I felt myself heading toward the inevitable at lightning speed.

“Look ou…” Joshua moaned.

He pulled back and quickly thrust forward again. I had just enough clarity left to grab his dick by its base, point it toward my mouth, and slide my lips over his dickhead.

Moments later, the sound of a low groan filled the room, and his dickhead grew fatter in my mouth. The force of the first spurt caught me off guard. It flew straight against the back of my mouth and slid down my throat. I had to suppress a cough because I didn’t have time to recover. The next spurt was still powerful, but not as much as the first. Then, as the third filled my mouth and the cum coated my tongue, triggering my tastebuds, I was immediately hooked. I LOVED the taste of my brother’s cum!

I heard my own muffled moan, and as spurts four and five fed me even more of this magnificent juice, I felt Andrea’s tongue fully on my clit, and two fingers entered me.

Now I just had to swallow, and the moment my brother’s cum slid down my throat, Andrea’s tongue and fingers pushed me over the edge. I started coating her face with my juices as I came hard. I didn’t come as hard as during my first fuck, but it was close!

During my orgasm, Joshua kept feeding me small spurts of his spunk, and as it kept on triggering me, I kept coming.

I was still firmly gripping his dick and wasn’t about to let him go just yet. Not as long as he kept feeding me his cum. But as my orgasm died down, so did his supply of sperm. I wasn’t ready for it to stop, so I started sucking on it like a baby sucks on a tit, and my tongue was lapping over his slit in an attempt to taste more.

“Stop… no…” Joshua panted and pulled his hips back.

I reluctantly let go of his dick and looked pleadingly at him. Just then, I realized I was still panting heavily, coming down from my orgasm.

“Sorry… it’s too sensitive,” Joshua said between pants and flopped down on the bed next to us.

I rolled off my best friend, turned around, and kissed her passionately. I tasted myself again as we kissed, but it wasn’t the turn-off I expected it to be before all of this started happening.

During the rest of the weekend, we didn’t wear clothes again. Andrea only put on her shoes to get the backpack we left behind but ditched these the moment she got back. Joshua fucked me at least ten times that weekend, but it might have been eleven or twelve. Somewhere during the weekend, I lost count.

He only fucked Andrea once more because she liked it better when Joshua or I ate her out. And she said that the fucking was something between the two of us and that she had her own fuck buddy back home to satisfy her.

It wasn’t just the sex. We genuinely had a fabulous weekend. Andrea and I swam in the lake, Joshua did some drawing, and we played some games. Two of his sketches went into the secret part of his book. One of them was where Andrea and I sucked him off together. Seeing how it looked from his point of view in the sketch with Andrea and my face pressed together with our tongues struggling who could get the best part of the cock, was highly erotic. The other drawing he made was when Andrea and I were going at it in a sixty-nine at the shore of the lake. I didn’t know at the moment that Joshua was looking but judging by the sketch, he had one of the best seats in the house.

After reluctantly putting our clothes back on and locking the cabin, we headed down the mountain. After a while, Joshua walked up next to me and took my hand. As I looked at his puppy eyes, I felt a lot of affection for him. Maybe even love. But I figured we needed to explore a lot more to be sure of that.

All in all, we had the best weekend ever! Andrea insisted on us getting together next week when their parents went to a big party at her dad’s work to fool around with Roberto and her. So we did just that and had another great weekend. But somehow, it wasn’t my thing. I loved the sex, and I loved Andrea. But being fucked, was something that I wanted to do with my brother and with no one else around. Of course, Andrea and I still had our fair share of sex when we had a sleepover, but never a foursome again.

The relationship Joshua and I had, had deepened severely after the weekend in the cabin. We grew a lot closer and hung out together after we got back, even in school. And since I convinced him to start wearing less geeky clothes, he fit in better too.

But the nights at home were the best. Because every time I heard that soft knock on my bedroom door and Joshua came in, wearing nothing but his smile and his bobbing boner leading the way, I fell a little more in love with my brother.

The end

imago potest dicere mille verba

Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

A relatively short story, right? I had a lot fun writing it! I came across this youtube video, and I found the kid extremely cute! A still from that video (that’s why it’s a bit blurry) is the featured image above this story. The gears in my mind started spinning, and Joshua was born.

But the most important thing here, is the fact that this is my very first illustrated story! As you can read on the front page, Randall Stanhope made a generous offer to create some illustrations for my stories. I think they came out perfectly! I don’t want them to be porn-ish, but tasteful and capture the mood. And as far as I’m concerned, Randall did an amazing job! I want to give him the credit he deserves, so thanks a lot, Randall!!! If you feel the need to thank him, give comments, constructive feedback, etc. you can reach him at randall.stanhope@protonmail.com

The Grown Up Oath

The Grown Up Oath – By Randall Stanhope

I couldn’t believe my luck.

Here I was, a sixteen year old girl on a Friday night. All my friends were going out on dates tonight and where was I? Babysitting for Mr. and Mrs. Bennett next door. My mom had gotten a call from Mrs. Bennett, all in a panic because they had dinner reservations and dancing after, but their regular babysitter was unavailable. Unavailable, my ass! I knew exactly who their regular sitter was. It was one of my girlfriends, Sandy, and she was going out with her boyfriend, Andrew.

Fucking bitch.

And so, without even so much as consulting me about it, my mom promised Mrs. Bennett that I would be happy to keep an eye on their ten year old son, Noah. I knew I shouldn’t be mad at him, or his parents for that matter, but I had been looking forward to tonight! I was finally going to jerk off my boyfriend, Christopher, tonight. I had been teasing him with it for a few weeks now, groping him through his pants to get him excited for it, and I was finally going to make good on my promise.


But no. I was here with this little kid instead.

Ugh…I’m being hard on him, I know, and that isn’t fair. He’s really not a bad kid. I hadn’t sat for him before, but I’d seen him and his little friends playing in their backyard often, and he was always pretty polite with me. And he was pretty cute, too. For a ten year old. He had a cute little smile, complete with adorable dimples, that always made me smile right back. And even though I was stuck watching him when I would rather be out with Christopher, I still couldn’t bring myself to be mad at him.

I walked over to the Bennett’s house right on time at five o’clock. When I rang the doorbell, Noah was the one who answered the door. He was already dressed for bed, wearing Minecraft PJs. “Hello, Shelly,” he said politely, giving me his smile.

“Hello, Noah,” I replied, smiling back. “Where are your mom and dad?”

Noah nodded and backed away from the door so I could enter. “They’re still getting ready,” he said. “They said you were going to babysit me tonight.”

I shrugged. “Yeah,” I said. I tried not to let my disappointment show in my voice, but I must have failed.

“Did you have plans tonight, too?” he asked.

Damn perceptive kid, I thought. “Yeah,” I said with a heavy sigh, “I had a date.”

Noah frowned a little. “I’m sorry,” he said.

Again, I couldn’t be too mad at the little guy. “It’s not your fault,” I told him. “Sandy’s the one who couldn’t be available for your mom and dad.”

“I know,” he said. “But I’m still sorry.” I was honestly a little touched by that. 

I ruffled his brown hair a little bit just as his mother came down the stairs. I was amazed at her outfit. She was wearing a seafoam green gown that hugged her curves just right, and she had complimented it with matching eyeliner and lipstick. She looked sexy. As nice as she looked, it still stung a little to know she and her husband’s plans came at the cost of my own.

“Hello, Shelly,” she said, giving me a smile.

“Hello, Mrs. Bennett.”

“Let me show you where the important stuff is,” she said and began taking me around the ground floor of the house. The living room had a giant seventy two inch 4K LED television with an Ultra HD Blu-Ray player and 5.1 surround sound system connected to it. “Here’s the TV, obviously,” she said, then pointed to a rack next to the screen. It was filled with DVDs and Blu-Rays. “That rack has all sorts of family friendly movies for you to watch. Either you or Noah can pick something out to watch after supper.”

I nodded, hoping they weren’t all too kiddie for my tastes.

“Speaking of supper,” Mrs. Bennett continued, leading me past the television and into the kitchen. She gestured to the refrigerator. “There are some frozen pizzas in the freezer, and some cans of Coke in the fridge.” She turned to face me and pointed at me with a finger. “Just one can of Coke for Noah, though, please. I don’t want him awake all night hopped up on sugar and caffeine.”

“No, ma’am,” I said. “Neither do I.”

That was enough to satisfy her, and she turned back to the fridge and a piece of scratch paper hanging on the door with a magnet. “Our cell phone number, as well as the numbers of the restaurant and the club we’ll be going to, are on that piece of paper, in case you need to reach us.”

“Got it,” I said. “I hope I won’t need them, but it’s good to know they’re there.”

She led me back out to the living room and pointed up, where a balcony looked down from the second floor. “The bedrooms are all upstairs,” she said. “And there’s a bathroom just down the hall there.” She pointed down a hall that branched off the main one. “Noah had a bath earlier, so all you’ll have to do is have him brush his teeth and put him to bed at nine.”

“Frozen pizzas in the freezer,” I recited back to her, “one can of Coke so he doesn’t get too hyper, movies on the rack by the TV, and brush teeth and off to bed by nine. Got it.”

Mrs. Bennett grinned. “You know, you’re taking this much more seriously than Sandy does,” she said. Knowing Sandy like I do…yeah, that wasn’t much of a surprise. This was little more than a way to get some money for her. I sometimes wondered why I was her friend.

A moment later, Mr. Bennett came down wearing a very handsome looking navy blue suit. “Oh, hello, Shelly,” he said when he saw me with his wife. “Laura show you where everything is?”

“Yes, sir,” I said.

“Excellent,” he replied. “We might be out past eleven, but we should be home by midnight. Once the kid’s been put to bed, feel free to see what else is on the TV so you won’t be totally bored.”

“Just not too loud,” Mrs. Bennett cut in.

“Got it,” I said.

The two of them went over to Noah, who had been sitting on the couch quietly this whole time, kissed and patted the top of his head, told him to behave, and then made their way to the front door. Mr. Bennett stepped out first, but Mrs. Bennett paused and looked at me.

“I know I don’t have to say this,” she said, “but no boys over.”

“No boys,” I said. And with that, she was out the door as well.

########

I was happy to learn that Noah is just as polite in private as he is in public. It looks like his parents taught him manners very well, which is more than I can say about some folks out there. He sat and made small talk with me while the pizza baked in the oven, didn’t try to ask for a second can of soda after he had drunk the first one, and had even helped with washing the few dishes we had used, drying them and putting away the few he could actually manage.

Babysitting for him was a breeze!

We went back out to the living room and walked over to the rack of movies. “You wanna pick something to watch?” I asked.

He looked through the shelves and a few moments later, he picked one out and held it up to me. “How about this one?”

I looked at his choice and smiled. He had chosen Coco, a movie I loved. “A perfect choice,” I said with a smile, stepping over to the player and putting the disc in. We sat together on the couch and I began the movie.

While it played, Noah settled in real close to me, leaning against my side and resting his head on my shoulder. As if this kid couldn’t get any cuter. I raised my arm a little and let him lean in closer, letting my arm hang over his shoulders. I chuckled as I realized he was snuggling up to me much the same way I would snuggle up with Chris.

Together, we watched as Miguel embarked on his quest through the spirit world, seeking the approval of his deceased family members to pursue his passion instead of the dull life his living family insisted he follow. We both laughed at all the funny parts, and we both cried when Miguel sang “Remember Me” to his grandmother. And soon after that, it was over. I checked the clock on my phone and saw that it was around 8:45. “Well,” I said, “we don’t have time to watch anything else. You wanna go ahead and hit the sack?”

Noah sat up and yawned. “Okay,” he said.

We got up and I followed him up the stairs and into the main bathroom, where he brushed his teeth, then into his bedroom. He climbed into bed and got underneath his Minecraft sheets and I tucked him in. “Good night, Noah,” I said.

“Good night, Shelly,” he said. I turned off the lights and went to close the door when I heard him say, “Wait!” I stopped. “C-could you leave it open a crack?”

“Of course,” I said, smiling, and left a small opening in the doorway so some light could still peek inside.

I went back down to the living room and sat back down on the couch. I had to admit, watching Noah wasn’t that bad. He was behaved and polite, and didn’t give me any trouble. He didn’t even resist going to bed. It almost made me forget that I had had other plans that night.

Almost.

Without the kid to distract me, I began to think about Chris and how I’d had to stand him up. He’d sounded so disappointed over the phone, and a scary thought popped into my head. Would he think I was just stringing him along with all my talk about jerking him off? Would…would he dump me over this?

The more I thought about it, the more convinced I became that I needed to take care of this right away. I needed to talk to him. Really, I wanted to *see* him. But I couldn’t.

…Or could I?

I knew Mrs. Bennett had said no boys, but it was still only about nine. Mr. Bennett had said maybe past eleven. As long as he was gone by ten, I should be fine. I pulled out my phone and dialed Chris’s number.

It rang a couple of times before he picked up.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” I replied. “Sorry again about canceling on you.”

“It’s cool,” he said, but I could tell that it wasn’t. I needed to make things right with him, and soon. I knew I was taking a risk, but I thought it was worth it.

“Wanna come over?” I asked before I could talk myself out of it.

That got his attention. “Say what?”

“Come over,” I repeated. “The kid’s asleep; his parents won’t be back for at least an hour, maybe more.”

“What if they come back early?”

“I doubt it,” I said. “But if they do, the kitchen is right off of the living room, and there’s a backdoor out into the yard. You can hop the fence over to my backyard and wait for me there.”

There was a moment of silence. “You really want me to come over?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “I was really looking forward to tonight, and it sucked that I had to cancel going out. But I wanna make it up to you. You still want me to jerk you off?” Then I decided to sweeten the deal a bit. “Maybe I could blow you, too?”

It was like I could hear the smile in his voice. “I’ll be right there.”

“See you soon, loverboy.” I ended the call, went to all the living room windows and drew the curtains closed, and sat to wait. Chris lived just a half mile down the street. I figured he’d probably hop on his bike and ride right over. I thought about what I would do with him when he got there. I had only felt his cock through his pants, but I could tell it was a nice size, and I ached to get my hand around it for real. Just thinking about seeing it was enough to start making my pussy wet.

I would pull his pants down, wrap my hand around that rod of his, and give him a proper handjob. And then…maybe I’d go down on him. I’d heard some of my friends talk about giving their boyfriends head and how much their boyfriends loved it. I was certainly interested in doing it, otherwise I wouldn’t have suggested it, but I was still a little unsure.

It was only about a five minute wait, but by the time I heard Chris knocking on the front door I was already hot and horny. I got up and quickly answered the door. Chris stood there with a sexy grin on his face, and…not much else actually. He must have been dressed for bed because the only clothes he was wearing were a pair of flannel bottoms and a pair of sandals.

My eyes looked down at his smooth, muscled chest. He wasn’t an athlete, but he liked to work out a lot and his chest and stomach looked like they were chiseled out of marble or something. I bit my lip, wanting to just run my nails over his pecs and abs. I bit my lip and looked him in the eye. “Get in here, quick,” I said.

He came in and I closed the door after making sure no one saw him. “I stashed my bike behind your garage,” he said. “I figured it wouldn’t be good to have it sitting on the neighbor’s front lawn.”

“Good,” I said as I led him over to the couch. I pushed him onto it and climbed onto his lap. I curled my arms around the back of his neck and kissed him on the mouth. His hands found my hips and pushed me down against him as he kissed me back. I could feel his dick getting hard right beneath me. Not only that, but it was so warm!

We made out for a bit, then I felt his tongue touch my lips. With a shiver of anticipation, I let my lips open up and felt him slide his tongue inside my mouth. I moaned as our tongues collided and tussled around. One of his hands slid up my side and cupped my tit. I let out a growl. Oh yeah…this was happening. With a noisy smacking sound, I broke off the kiss and scooted back a little on his lap. I looked down at his crotch and just imagined the fleshy treasure behind the flannel. I slid the tips of my fingers into the waistband and began to tug his pants down when…

“What are you doing?” I heard a voice say from up above me. I froze in place, eyes wide, and stared at Christopher. He was staring at me with the same shocked look on his face. No, I thought. Please, no. We both looked up together and my fear was confirmed. Noah was looking down from the second floor balcony.

“Oh, shit,” I whispered.

“You’re not supposed to have anyone over,” Noah said. I was honestly a bit surprised at his tone. He didn’t sound like he was accusing us of anything, just stating the truth. Maybe I could fix this somehow so we didn’t get into trouble.

“Go back to bed, Noah,” I said, trying to sound reasonable. “This is just a dream.” Chris nodded his head vigorously, trying to help as best he could think to.

Noah just giggled. “No, it’s not,” he said. “I know, because I woke up needing to use the toilet, and then I heard noises down there. That’s when I saw you.”

I sighed. Okay, that wasn’t gonna work. I looked down at my hands, so tantalizingly close to his cock. This was twice now that I was stopped from giving my boyfriend what I wanted. It just wasn’t fair!

“So what are you guys doing?” he asked again.

“We were kissing,” I said.

“I mean after that,” he said. “You were about to pull his pants down. Why?”

I really didn’t have an easy answer to that one. I couldn’t just tell a ten year old boy I was about to pull my sixteen year old boyfriend’s cock out and jerk him off, could I?

“Were you doing sex stuff?” he asked.

Or could I? I looked up at him. The look on his face was one of pure curiosity. He genuinely wanted to know.


Well, maybe Chris and I could teach him.

“You really wanna know?” I asked. He smiled his adorable little dimpled smile and nodded. “Come on down.” His head vanished from sight as quick as lightning.

“Babe, are you sure about this?” Chris asked me as we heard his feet tromp down the stairs.

“All we’re gonna do is give the kid his first sex ed lesson,” I said. “Just follow my lead, okay?”

I could tell he wasn’t totally sold on this, but he nodded just as Noah appeared. “Okay,” I said. “Why don’t you have a seat right there?” I pointed to a spot a couple feet away from us on the couch. Noah hopped up and sat down with his butt on his heels, looking at the two of us attentively. “Now, we’re gonna be talking about grown up stuff here. You sure you’re grown up enough for this?”

“Yes, I am,” he said.

I feigned indecision. “I don’t know…what do you think, Chris?”

Chris gave Noah a long look, even pursing his lips like he was deep in thought. “He might be…but he has to take the oath.”

I nodded, though inside I was cackling. “That’s right,” I said. “He’ll have to take the oath.”

“What oath?” Noah asked.

“The Grown Up Oath,” Chris said. “It’s something everyone has to do before they can officially be called a grown up and do grown up stuff.”

“Like sex stuff?” Noah asked.

“Especially sex stuff,” I said. “So sit up straight and raise your right hand.”

Noah did exactly that, even putting on a solemn face. It was all I could do not to laugh at how adorable he looked. “Now repeat after me: I…and state your full name.”

“I, Noah Anthony Bennett…”

“Do solemnly swear…”

“Do solemnly swear…”

“That I am hereby a certified grown up…”

“That I am hereby a certified grown up…”

“And am therefore able to discuss and participate in grown up matters.”

“And am therefore able to discuss and participate in grown up matters.”

I grinned. “And that’s it!” I said. “Congratulations!” Chris and I gave him some polite applause and he relaxed.

“Alright,” I went on, “to answer your question from before: yes, we were about to do sex stuff.”

Noah’s face got all excited at that.

“But if you wanna sit there and watch,” I continued, “then you have to promise never to tell anyone. This isn’t just grown up stuff, this is *private* grown up stuff, you got it?”

“I got it,” Noah said. “I promise I will never tell anyone.”

Satisfied, I turned my attention back to Chris and I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his flannels. Chris still seemed a little bit nervous that he was about to be exposed to a kid, but I found the idea exciting. I pulled Chris’s pants down and was even more excited to find that he hadn’t bothered with underwear. The head of his cock briefly caught itself in the elastic of his pants, but then sprang free, swinging around in his lap.

My eyes widened and my mouth watered at the sight of his dick. I had felt it through his clothes, but this was my first time actually seeing it. My heart began to pound in excitement as the reality set in. This was happening. I was going to please my man and this little boy was going to watch me.

I looked over at Noah, whose eyes had grown as big as dinner plates as well. “It’s so big!” he said in awe. “And he has hair around it.”

He was right. It *was* big. I guessed about five and a half inches or so. Gosh, maybe even six! Even I was a little surprised, even though I had felt it before. I had only seen a few pictures from the internet, so I couldn’t be certain, but I was pretty sure Chris was cut. He didn’t look like he had that extra skin covering the head. I glanced sideways at Noah. He looked about as amazed as I was. I didn’t want to sound nervous in front of him, though. After all, I had taken the grown up oath, too.

“Yours will get big like this in a few more years,” I said, doing my best to keep my voice from cracking. “And you’ll start growing hair, too.”

“But why is it so big?” he asked. “Is it because of the sex stuff?”

“You got it,” I replied. “He’s big like that because he’s excited about doing sex stuff with me.”

“What are you gonna do?” he asked.

“This,” I replied. I curled my fingers around the base of Chris’s cock and gave it a little squeeze. Chris let out a soft groan that sent a shiver up my spine. I made him make that sound. I began to slowly stroke his shaft and more moans and groans quickly followed. Any nervousness Chris still had seemed to fade as he sank back on the couch and let me play with him.

My eyes were locked on his cock. It looked so hard, yet it still felt soft and almost pliable in my hand. I saw a big drop of precum ooze out of the tip. I remembered from sex ed that it was a natural lubricant made by the body to help aid in sexual penetration. I rubbed my thumb over the head, which felt even softer than the shaft, and smeared it around. As I stroked him, I saw more and more come out, and as I spread it over the rest of his cock I felt my hand move quicker and easier over it.

I was so focused on Chris, I wasn’t prepared to look up to find Noah leaning down for a closer look at what I was doing. He was so close, I could almost feel his breath on my hand. He looked very interested in Chris’s dick. All at once, an image popped into my head and I felt my heart pound in my chest.

“You wanna touch it?” I asked.

Chris’s eyes snapped open. “Say what?!” He looked and saw how Noah was eyeing his junk. “Ohhhh, no,” he said, shaking his head and lifting one leg to block the boy’s view. “I ain’t gay, man. I ain’t gonna let no kid jerk me off.”

“Not even for me?” I asked in the most sultry voice I could manage.

Chris hesitated, and I knew I could convince him. I just needed to give him the right incentive.

“You let him jerk you off, and I promise I’ll blow you right after.”

That got his attention. I felt his cock throb in my hand. “You…you promise?” I slowly licked my lips and nodded my head. He thought about it, but I could already tell he would agree. “You’re not gonna tell anyone I did this, are you?”

“Nothing that happens here will leave this room,” I said, then looked at Noah. “Will it?”

“My lips are sealed,” he said, even going so far as pantomiming zipping his lips shut.

Chris swallowed, his libido slowly winning out over his fragile masculinity. “Okay,” he said.

I looked back at Noah and released Chris’s dick. “Go ahead,” I encouraged him.

He looked at me, then back at Chris’s dick, and he slowly reached a hand out and put it around the shaft. Chris moaned again as Noah squeezed it. “Now try moving your hand up and down like I did,” I said.

Noah began stroking Chris slowly. It was clear he was inexperienced. He had no steady rhythm, moving between too slow and a little too fast. It was enough to keep Chris hard, but he wasn’t getting much pleasure out of it. I put my hand over his. “Like this,” I said, moving his hand up and down at a nice, steady pace. Chris let out a very nice sounding moan. “See?” I asked. “Now you try without my help.”

I let go of his hand and watched. This time, he kept an even pace, and Chris’s breathing began to get thick and heavy. I got down onto the floor for a second and tugged Chris’s pants completely off. I watched for a moment while Noah jerked Chris off and was amazed at how hot it looked. If only I could convince them to do more…

“How is he, Chris?” I asked my boyfriend.

“He…he’s not half bad,” he admitted, even ruffling Noah’s hair a little. Noah smiled his adorable smile at him.

“Well, before I give you your reward for being so open,” I said, “let me give you a little show of my own.”

I stood up and grasped the hem of my shirt. I locked eyes with Chris and slowly pulled my shirt up and off. I didn’t bother wearing a bra that evening, not that my tits were that big to begin with, but I heard Chris and Noah both gasp as they were revealed. I pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it onto the side of the couch. Then I turned around and slowly pushed my capri pants down my hips. I bent over slightly so my ass would stick out at them. I looked back smugly as their eyes were glued to my butt. Once my pants hit the floor, I stepped out of them and used one foot to kick them onto the couch with my shirt.

I stood before them in just my panties, and ran my hands up my torso, cupping my breasts a little. I smiled at Chris. “You ready, loverboy?” I asked.

“Y-yeah…”

“Just what I wanted to hear,” I said. “Gotta ask you to stop, Noah. Thank you.”

He slowed down and let go of Chris. He looked oddly disappointed. I went up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek to try and cheer him up. “Just watch,” I whispered in his ear. “You’re gonna see something amazing.”

That seemed to perk him back up. “Okay,” he said.

I gave him a smile and a wink and kneeled down between Chris’s legs. His cock was sticking straight up to the ceiling, twitching. I took it into my hand, leaned down while keeping eye contact with Chris, and licked the head. Chris hissed in his breath and I heard the creaking of the upholstery as he clutched at the couch cushions.

“You like that?” I asked.

“Ohhhhh, yessss…” he groaned.

“Then you’re gonna love this.” I opened my lips wide and sank myself down onto his dick. I felt the tip touch the back of my throat and I had to pull back just a bit to keep from gagging. I closed my mouth around him and began to slowly move my head up and down, sucking gently as I pulled up before letting my lips slide back down.

Chris let out a very loud groan as I gave him his first blowjob. It was actually my first, too. I was worried I wouldn’t do a very good job at it, and had even practiced with a pickle a few times to prepare. It sounded like it all paid off.

I looked over towards Noah and he was looking at me just as enraptured as he had when I was giving Chris a handjob. It was like he was curiosity personified. He looked up at Chris. “Does it feel good?” he asked.

“Ohhhh…” Chris moaned. “Mmmm…It feels amaaazing…”

I watched through the corner of my eye as Noah inspected what I was doing. He seemed to be thinking something over very carefully.

“Um…” he began, “c-can I try it?”

“Uh…I…” Chris stammered. “I don’t know…I don’t…”

I slowly pulled up and off of him. “Nothing that happens here ever leaves this room, remember?” I said. I could see Chris was conflicted, and I actually felt a little sorry for him. It’s not like it seems to be with girls where we can fuck around with our friends and not be too worried about being labeled as lesbians. A guy does one thing with another boy and suddenly they’re terrified of being gay.

I stood up and leaned over Chris, cradling his face in my hands. “You love me, right?” I asked.

“Of course I do,” he said.

“Then don’t worry about what you may or may not be.” I gave him a little kiss on the lips and turned his head to look at Noah. “Besides, isn’t he a little cutie pie?”

“I…yeah, he is,” Chris said.

“But maybe you should get naked, too,” I suggested. Noah was undressed in about eight seconds flat. He stood in front of us and I had to admire his body a little. His little cock was sticking straight out like an arrow and actually looked pretty big for his age, like about three and a half inches. I wouldn’t have minded getting my lips around it, if I was being honest.

“Alright, get on over here,” I said, moving out of the way. Noah got down on his knees in front of Chris and cautiously took hold of my boyfriend’s dick in both hands.

Chris sighed and licked his lips as he looked down at the boy. “Ahhh…can’t believe I’m doing this…”

“I’ll make it worth your while, I promise,” I told him. “Go ahead, Noah.”

Noah nodded, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth as wide as he could. He inserted the head and most of the foreskin into his mouth before he stopped and I heard him gagging.

“Pull up a little, Noah,” I told him. “Don’t gag yourself.”

He pulled away just a bit and he relaxed, closing his mouth. I heard him groan a little, probably disappointed he couldn’t take more.

“I couldn’t take all of him either,” I said. “Just take what you can and use your hands for the rest.”

Noah nodded and began to move his head up and down like I had. Meanwhile his hands moved in time with his head. His practice earlier came in very handy, because he found his rhythm almost right away. Chris let out a satisfied hum and even patted Noah’s head.

I sat to one side, watching as my naked boyfriend got head from my naked little ten year old neighbor. I had never seen anything so erotic in my life and I could feel the heat rising between my thighs. I slipped my hand inside my panties and shuddered as my fingers rubbed my clit. I moved my fingers in slow circles over my bud, trying to stay in sync with Noah. I was surprised at how naturally cocksucking seemed to come to the boy. If Chris didn’t end up regretting this, maybe the three of us could have more fun later on.

As Noah kept blowing Chris, my boyfriend began to push up with his hips, though he was careful not to push too far into Noah’s mouth and choke the boy. “Oh, Jesus…” Chris moaned. “I’m gonna blow soon…”

I stopped jilling myself and pulled my hand out of my panties. I didn’t want to miss this, nor did I want Noah to get a nasty surprise. “Okay, Noah,” I said,  leaning down next to him. “Pull off of him and just stroke him now, okay?”

He lifted himself off of Chris’s dick. “Why?” he asked. I swear he was enjoying sucking Chris!

“Because Chris is going to shoot some stuff out of his dick,” I explained. “I didn’t think you’d want to have it just shoot down your throat without warning.”

“It’s not pee, is it?” Noah asked, suddenly very concerned.

I shook my head. “No,” I said. “It’s called cum. It’s thick white, and sticky. If you don’t want any on you, then just point his cock towards his chest.”

“Ye-yeah,” Chris said. “I cum on myself all the time.”

“Ohhh, okay,” he said and began to focus on just jerking Chris off, angling his cock so it was aimed at my boyfriend. I couldn’t let this little stud muffin have all the fun with *my* boyfriend, though. I put my hand over his and helped him stroke faster to really push Chris over the edge.

Chris began to writhe and twist in his seat. “Oh, shit…SHIT…AHHHH!!!” I felt his cock throb hard in Noah’s and my hands, startling both of us. The first rope of jizz shot all the way to the top of his chest and splattered between his pecs. I was speechless. I had seen porn videos, of course, but seeing a boy cum on a computer screen was nothing compared to seeing a boy cum right before your eyes. I felt a moment of absolute pride in knowing that Noah and I both made him do that. The next few shots landed just below them and they all pooled down in between his abs. Noah stared bug-eyed as he watched Chris cum so hard and I bet I looked just as stunned. He continued to stroke Chris’s dick even after he’d finished shooting.

“Stop, stop!” Chris said, putting his hand on Noah’s. “That’s too much, it’s too sensitive.”

“Sorry,” Noah said sheepishly.

“It’s alright, kid,” Chris said, giving him a little grin. “You know…I’ve only gotten two blowjobs now, but you did a really good job.”

Noah beamed with pride at that.

Just then, a bright light shone through the curtains and I heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Shit! Noah’s parents were back! I grabbed Noah’s PJs and pushed them into his hands. “Quick, run up to your room, get dressed, and get back in bed. Try to get to sleep, okay?”

“Okay,” Noah took off up the stairs.

Chris picked up his pants, but didn’t bother putting them on. He made for the kitchen. “I’ll get dressed in the backyard,” he said. Good thinking. I planted a hurried kiss on his mouth, then pushed him roughly toward the back door.

I grabbed mine and ran into the first floor bathroom. I closed the door and hurriedly dressed myself. I heard the front door open and Mrs. Bennett softly called my name. I flushed the toilet as a way of letting them know where I was, finished pulling my shirt back on, washed my hands for good measure, and then stepped back out.

Mr. and Mrs. Bennett were both standing there, grinning. “Hello, Shelly,” Mrs. Bennett said. “I hope Noah was behaved.”

I smiled back. If she only knew… “Noah was on his best behavior,” I told her. “He didn’t give me any problems whatsoever.”

“Oh, I’m glad,” she said, reaching into her purse for her pocketbook. She gave me a twenty dollar bill, which I gladly accepted. As I made my way to the front door, she stopped me. “You know…with you living right next door, do you suppose you might be willing to take over as Noah’s regular sitter?”

I already knew my answer, but I pretended to be unsure. “Could I think about it?” I asked. “I don’t want to take this gig away from Sandy.”

“I understand,” she replied. “But lately Sandy’s had a bit of an attitude, and Noah hasn’t spoken very positively about her. We’ll try not to make it too often, so you can go and have fun on the weekends, too.”

“Well…in that case, I would love to,” I said, smiling widely.

This was going to be fun.

Copyright 2022 – Randall Stanhope
All rights reserved

In case you want to send praise to Randall, give him constructive feedback, or just want to get in touch with him, you can reach him at randall.stanhope@protonmail.com