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Deflowering Arthur

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October 16, 2008

Deflowering Arthur
By
Alex Hawk

I was sitting at home watching baseball and drinking a beer when Haley came home, her newest target in tow. I’d decided to let Haley pick what boy she was going to fuck for her next conquest. I couldn’t wait to see who she’d found.

“Hey, Daddy!” my eleven-year-old daughter said as she walked into the living room and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. She was wearing a mini-skirt and a very small top that left little to the imagination.

“Hello, honey.” I kissed her back and looked over at the slightly shy and nervous looking boy standing in the doorway. “You brought home company?”

“Yeah!” She hopped up and walked over to the boy. “This is Arthur.”

“Hello,” Arthur said.

“Hi!” He was about twelve or thirteen, I guessed. A little over five feet. Slightly brown hair. Cute face. Nice body. I couldn’t wait to see him naked.

“I was telling Arthur all about how you’ve been taking model-type pictures of me and my friends,” Haley said, putting forth the plan we’d talked about.

“Oh, yes?”

“Yeah! I told him he was really cute and he should model for you, too!” She giggled and smiled at Arthur who simply looked embarrassed.
I let out a little laugh. “Well, Haley, I’ve told you before I don’t take just anyone.” I smiled at Arthur. “I’m sorry. She seems to think she’s a talent agent.”

“That’s ok, sir. It’s no big deal.”

“How old are you?”

“Twelve,” he replied.

I looked the boy over again, this time making sure he saw me looking at him. “Well, tell me, Arthur, would you be interested in doing some modeling?”

“Uh… I don’t know. Do you really think I’d be any good?”

I walked around him and looked him over. “Absolutely,” I said with tones of total certainty. “You’ve got a nice face and a nice body. I’m sure you’d photograph really well. Would you like to try a few test pictures and see?”

“Sure, I guess.”

“Alright. Follow me.” I led Haley and Arthur into the spare bedroom where she’d deflowered Nick. It had become my unofficial studio for this deflowering. There were several screens to photograph people in front of, a couple really good digital cameras, a couple camcorders, tripods, a good selection of modeling clothes and a privacy screen. It had cost me a lot of money to set everything up, but it would be more than worth it.

“Here, Arthur!” Haley said, grabbing a photo album. “Take a look at some of these while Daddy gets everything set up!” She plopped down onto a couch and started thumbing through the pictures while Arthur sat down next to her.

As the two kids looked through the book, I made a great show of getting everything set up while paying close attention to what was being said. Eventually Haley said the magic words, “Take a look at these ones. They’re special pics! You can’t tell anyone about them, though, ok?”

“Ok,” Arthur said.

I heard Haley flip a page and heard Arthur suck in a breath as Haley said, “Pretty nice, huh?”

I knew what the pictures were, of course. They were a series of mostly nude and totally nude photos of my young daughter. Most were fairly artistic, only a couple were downright pornographic. None involved anyone else. They were just posing shots of Haley in various positions. I’d taken them especially with this day in mind. I knew that no matter what they’d be enough to turn on an twelve-year-old virgin like Arthur.

“What do you think?” Haley asked.

“They’re… uh… they’re really nice…” Arthur said a little weakly.

“Haley,” I said in a scolding tone. “Are you showing him the private photos?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Now, Haley,” I said sounding stern, “you know you aren’t supposed to show those to anyone.”

“Oh, it’s ok, sir,” Arthur said quickly. “I don’t mind!”

I bet not, I thought to myself. Looking doubtful, I said, “Well… as long as you promise not to tell anyone about them, I guess you can look at them for a bit.”

“Oh, sure! I promise not to tell anyone!” Arthur said eagerly.

“Alright.”

He and Haley turned their joint attentions back to the photo album and I turned away from them to hide my smile. Little did this cute little boy know that he’d soon be getting to do far more than just look at Haley!

“You ever see pictures like that before, Arthur?” I asked as I turned a video camera to the two kids, adjusting the focus and getting things ready for later.

“No, sir,” he said quietly. “They’re really nice, though.”

“What about in real life? Ever see a girl naked in real life?”

“No.”

Boy, is it your lucky day, I thought. Out loud, “Well, I think we’re ready. Why don’t you come over and stand in front of this sheet for a bit.” I pointed to a large, slate-blue bed sheet draped along one wall.

“Alright.” With real effort, he tore himself away from the pics of Haley and walked over to stand in front of the sheet. I snapped a few photos of him. Nothing really big, just some nice beauty shots.

After several minutes of this, I picked up a small pile of clothes I’d picked up for such an occasion and said to Arthur, “Go ahead and step into the bathroom over there and change into these.”

“Ok.” He vanished into the bathroom.

“Well, Daddy, can I pick them or what?” Haley asked with a little grin.

“You can indeed.” I gave my daughter a little kiss on the head. “I’m very impressed.”

“Thank you!” She giggled. “I can’t wait to get him inside me! He’s so cute!”

I laughed. “I know, dear. But be patient.”

Haley put on a mock sulk and then giggled and sat in a large chair in the corner of the room as Arthur walked in.

“These are pretty nice clothes,” he said.

They’d better be, I thought. They cost me enough. I’d dropped over $500 shopping for the right clothes for boys to wear in pictures.

“Alright. Well, let’s start doing some pics, then,” I said to him with a smile. “Get back over to the sheet and I’ll start in again.”

“Ok.” The boy did as he was told and we spent the next thirty minutes doing nothing but taking pictures of him in various poses in front of a couple different colors of sheets. It was all pretty basic, and I could tell Haley was starting to get a little bored and impatient. On the plus side, Arthur was getting more relaxed. I figured I could start moving things forward a little now.

“Alright, Arthur. You’re doing well,” I said, repeating something I’d been saying the entire time. “Now, why don’t you take off your shirt? We can try some pics of you like that, ok?”

“Without my shirt?” he said, a little uncertain.

“Yes.”

“Well… yeah, ok. I guess that’s right,” he said, shooting a little glance over to Haley, who simply smiled at him.

I had Arthur remove the shirt very slowly, very sensually. I wanted to tease out the shirt removal over the course of several photos, and I succeeded quite well, I think. It took a couple minutes before the shirt was completely off. Once it was, I posed in some more positions.

Then I made a subtle sign with one of my hands, directed to Haley, who “suddenly” chirped out with, “Hey, Daddy? Can I get into the pictures with him? I’m kinda bored here.”

“Uh.” I looked up in fake surprise. “Well… I suppose that’s up to Arthur. Do you care if Haley poses with you?”

“No, that’s cool,” he said after only an instant.

“Cool!” Haley flounced into the shot. She gave Arthur a little peck on the cheek and then started posing with him. I only got through five shots before she said, “Hey, Daddy? Should I take off my shirt, too?”

Again I pretended to be surprised. I said, “Well… Arthur, do you mind?”

“No, not at all!” he said quickly.

I could only barely keep myself from laughing at the boy. I said, “Alright, Haley. Go ahead.”

“Cool!” my daughter squealed as she quickly pulled off her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so there was nothing to hide her budding breasts.

I got some really good pictures of Arthur staring at Haley’s bare chest, and then started them into posing together again. I thought Arthur was going to faint when I suggested a few shots of them with their bodies pressed together. First her in front with him embracing her from behind and then vice versa.

Then I suggested a shot mimicking a famous magazine cover where I had Arthur stand behind Haley with his hands resting on her small breasts. In this case, I thought the boy might have a stroke, he looked so happy. God, what would he do when he actually got to FUCK her?

“Mmmm… that feels really good, Arthur,” Haley said, turning her head a little to smile at the boy.

“It does?” She nodded. “Cool.”

“Having fun, Arthur?”

The boy blushed and then said, “Yes, sir.”

“Good,” I said with a little chuckle. “Well… I think I’m about done with most of the pics.” Arthur’s face fell. “Well, there’s a few more I could take, but…”

“But what, Daddy?”

“Well… you two would have to be in your underwear.”

I could tell Arthur wasn’t too excited by that idea until Haley said, “Ok, Daddy!” and before Arthur could react, she quickly pulled down her mini-skirt and was now standing there clad only in a pair of very small, white panties.

As Arthur goggled at Haley, I said to him, “Well, Arthur? It’s up to you now. You wanna get down to your underwear and let me take some pictures?”

“Uhm…” Now the boy looked very uncertain. “Well… what are you going to do with these pics? I mean, are you like, going to show everyone or something?”

“Not THESE pics, no,” I said with a little laugh. “The ones of you fully dressed, yes, but these ones? Heck, no.”

Arthur looked again at my daughter, clad only in her small panties. Finally he said, “Well… yeah, ok, I guess it’ll be alright.” He slowly pulled down his pants and was soon dressed only in a pair of black boxer-briefs. They were very tight and left little to the imagination. I could clearly see the boy’s twelve-year-old penis tenting out the fabric.

“Very nice,” I said with a smile as I began taking pictures of the two children posing in their underwear. First some of Arthur by himself and then a few of him posing with Haley. He was in fact pretty photogenic.

“Alright. Let’s try some different poses,” I suggested after about fifteen minutes.

“Like what?” Arthur asked.

“Well… why don’t you two hug each other?”

“Ok!” Haley said. I could tell she’d been getting kind of bored. She quickly moved towards Arthur and embraced him tightly, pressing as much of her body as she could against his body. Arthur froze up instantly, not even breathing, as I snapped a couple photos.

“This is fun!” Haley giggled. She smiled at Arthur. “You’re having fun, too, right?”

“Of course,” he said with a gallant smile.

“Good!” Haley reached back and put her hands on Arthur’s butt. He jumped slightly, but beyond that didn’t do anything. “Take some pics like this, Daddy!”

“Alright,” I said, snapping off a couple more photos. “Put your hands on her, too,” I suggested to the very shy looking Arthur, who simply blushed a little and then complied. More photos followed.

“This is really cool!” Haley said, firing off another giggle. “You’re really cute,” she said to Arthur and then giggled again.

“Thanks,” he said with a cute little smile. “You are, too.”

“Ooo! That’s the right answer!” Haley replied and then suddenly moved her hands off Arthur’s butt, down into the back of his underwear, now cupping his ass directly.

This really caught Arthur by surprise. He started to pull back a little and then stopped. I took some shots of the look of amazement on his face, then some of Haley’s hands down on his butt.

“You can put your hands in my panties, too, if you want,” she suggested to Arthur.

Swallowing hard, Arthur looked at me and said, “Is it ok?”

I nodded. “Anything she says is alright. I know better than to argue with her.”

Very slowly Arthur lifted his hands up and then slid them down inside Haley’s panties. He had a very cute look of wonder on his face as he did so. Just adorable!

“Hey, Daddy?” Haley pulled Arthur’s underwear down in the back just enough to expose his pre-teen butt. “Take a picture of this!”

I laughed. “Do you mind, Arthur?”

“Uh… I guess not.”

“Ok.” I snapped a couple photos of his bare butt. It was pretty cute! Round and firm and smooth and hairless. Very nice. I couldn’t wait to see it bobbing up and down when he fucked my daughter.

Haley left Arthur’s underwear down and cupped his ass again, smiling at him. “You’re really nice. I like you a lot.”

Arthur was surprised by the non-sequitur, but said, “Cool. You’re nice, too.”

Haley smiled at the young boy and then gave him a kiss right on the mouth. Arthur was, again, taken by surprise, but he didn’t resist or anything. I took some nice photos of them doing their little lip-lock with each other.

“Pull my panties off,” Haley said when she stopped kissing Arthur.

Arthur blinked and looked over at me for an okay. I nodded and he very slowly lowered down Haley’s panties, exposing her tight young vagina.

“Mmmm… that’s much nicer!” Haley said. She gave Arthur a kiss and said, “Let me take yours off, too!”

I could see the indecision on Arthur’s face. Eventually he very quietly said, “Ok.”

“Yay!” cried Haley as she took hold of Arthur’s underwear and lowered them down, his virgin penis popping up into view. I zoomed in and took a few pics of his young erection. Still hairless, but some good size on it.

“Ooooo… you got a nice one!” said Haley with a grin. She reached down and gave Arthur’s penis a couple strokes. The young boy’s eyes went wide, but he didn’t say anything, just blushed a little.

“Now, Haley, behave,” I admonished. “Alright. Let’s do some more pictures.”

I began posing the kids in various ways. I kept them from actually touching one another, at least for now. I had great plans in mind for that later, of course. I did take many pictures of them laying down, standing up, flexing, posing, etc. Mostly just the same stuff I’d been doing before, except that now both children were naked.

Now I moved up to having them actually touch again. I started with a nice shot of them hugging, first face-to-face and then each one behind the other. The views of Arthur’s extremely hard penis sticking up as Haley hugged him from behind were very nice.

Then I got into some of the more erotic positions with the children. I had Haley kneel down in doggystyle position and had Arthur get in behind her and press his crotch up against her butt. He wasn’t inside her, but he was certainly closer than I’d bet he’d ever thought he would get!

Now it was time to kick up another notch. I told my daughter to get onto her back. She did so, spreading her legs as she got into position. Then I told Arthur to simply kneel between them and look down at her vagina. This presented him with no problems at all. I took several nice pictures of their bodies and faces, and Arthur’s hard, still virgin, penis.

“Ok, kids. You guys wanna try something else?” I asked casually.

“Like what, Daddy?” Haley said.

“Well… why don’t you two hug each other again?”

“Alright!” Haley said with a happy giggle. She reached up and pulled Arthur’s unresisting body down on top of hers. She hugged him tight, his bare chest pressed hard up against her small breasts. From the look on his face, I think it was safe to say that he was a happy camper.

“Are you having fun, Arthur?” I asked with a smile.

Arthur gave me a nervous grin in return. “Yeah… it’s all really cool…”

“Glad you like it,” I said, smiling some more. I made eye contact with Haley and gave her a little wink.

Haley picked up on the cue. She giggled a little and said, “I can feel your thing rubbing on me down there…”

Arthur blinked and looked embarrassed. “I’m sorry. Do you want me to move or something?” he asked, not moving a muscle.

Haley giggled again. “No, but you can put it in me if you want to.”

This took a moment to sink in. Then Arthur said, “Uh… what?”

“You can put it in me if you want,” Haley repeated.

Helplessly, Arthur looked up at me with a confused expression on his face.

“She’s saying you can put your penis inside her vagina, Arthur. You can fuck her,” I said with a little smile. “It’s lots of fun. You should do it.”

“For real?” Arthur asked with an expression of awe and disbelief on his face.

“Sure. Just let me get the cameras positioned so that I can get shots of you going inside,” I said, as I started moving things around.

Arthur looked at Haley. “Do you really want me to…” he swallowed loudly. “To… fuck you?”

“Yeah!” she said, squeezing his cute little butt. “It’ll be fun!”

“You don’t care?” he asked, looking over at me.

“Nope.” I finished adjusting the cameras. I had a video camera on a tripod aimed at the boy’s face and another handheld camera that I had between their legs to get the shot of his penis entering Haley for the first time.

Arthur didn’t move or say anything for quite a bit. Apparently Haley got tired of waiting for him to make up his mind because she reached down and took hold of his penis, lining it up with her vagina.

“Arthur?” she said in a quiet voice. “It’s really easy. All you gotta do is push forward and you’ll be fucking me, ok?”

Arthur swallowed loudly again and then silently nodded. I zoomed the handheld in and watched in pure bliss as Arthur pushed forward and down, his almost hairless twelve-year-old virgin penis sliding smoothly and easily up into my eleven-year-old daughter’s tight, hairless vagina. Yet another young boy had just lost his virginity to my little girl, and I’d been there for it! Perfection.

“Oh, my god,” Arthur whispered in pleasure. “Oh… this feels so… oh, wow…”

“You like it, huh?” I asked with a little chuckle.

“Oh, yeah…”

Haley wrapped her legs around Arthur’s waist and said, “Start fucking me, ok?”

“Alright,” he gasped out and began thrusting. I sat back and snapped a whole bunch of wonderful still pictures of these two. God, I loved watching kids fuck! Their young, smooth bodies moving in synchronized pleasure. Bliss!

Suddenly Arthur’s face got this wonderful, breathless, unfocused expression. He let out a little whimper and said, “Oh, god, I’m cumming!” then scrunched up his face and pushed deep into Haley as his penis twitched inside her vagina.

Once he was done cumming, Arthur held himself up over Haley’s naked body, trying to get his breath back. Then very slowly he pulled out of her and rolled over onto his back, his still hard penis twitching slightly, glistening with Haley’s fluids and a couple last drops of sperm. I hadn’t expected the boy to be fertile yet, but was pleased to see he was.

I was overtaken by a sudden urge to do something I hadn’t ever done with any of the boys, but that I’d always wanted to do. I handed the handheld camera to Haley and said, “Hold this.”

“Ok.”

Once Haley was holding the camera I moved towards Arthur and said, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything bad.”

Arthur, still breathing hard, just nodded.

I reached down and took his no longer virgin penis in my hand. I gave it a couple strokes, eliciting a whimper from the preteen boy. Then I opened my mouth and licked all up and down the small shaft before finally wrapping my mouth around Arthur’s nearly hairless erection, bobbing my head up and down, happily blowing a twelve-year-old boy.

“Oh, god,” Arthur whispered as he experienced what must’ve been his first blowjob. “Oh… that feels too good almost… oh… wow…”

“That’s really cool, Daddy!” Haley said as she took pictures of me blowing Arthur.

I agreed, but was too lost in happiness to care. I had always wanted to blow one of the boys Haley had sex with, and now finally I was.

I didn’t want to make Arthur cum with my mouth. I figured it would be more fun to simply have him fuck Haley once more, so I pulled my mouth up and said, “You wanna fuck Haley again?”

“Sure!” the boy said with enthusiasm. As I sat up, he said, “I really liked what you just did. It felt really nice.”

“Thanks,” I said with a little smile as I took the camera back from Haley. “Stay on your back and we’ll have her get on top this time.”

“Alright.”

Haley straddled Arthur and lowered her preteen vagina down around the delicious preteen penis I’d just sucked on. I took all the shots that I could, savoring the delight of watching my daughter getting fucked by a very cute boy.

The children screwed most of the afternoon. Every day for the next week Arthur came over and I made movies and still photos of him and Haley having sex. I even gave him a few orgasms myself with my mouth. Those wonderful experiences made me determined to blow each boy after him, perhaps as a prelude to him getting to lose his virginity.

Eventually things with Arthur trailed off, as they often did with these boys. Haley’s birthday was coming up in a couple weeks. She’d be twelve. I made her a compiled video of all the best shots of the boys she’d had sex with. They represented something of a milestone. They’d all been wonderful. I couldn’t wait to see what the next ones would be like!

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk

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Friends with Benefits

First Time, Masturbation, Oral, Straight, Teens, True, Tweens |

October 19, 2008

Friends with Benefits
By
Alex Hawk

Summer vacation was in full swing, and Lysa and I were at my house alone, sitting in my bedroom. We’d just started watching a movie when she asked me the question.

“Kris?”

“Yeah?”

“What do you know about sex?”

I was caught off guard here. We were both barely thirteen. Her birthday had been last week and mine only three weeks ago. We had known each other for about six years now. Neither of us had any brothers or sisters, but we’d been best friends and basically “siblings” for a while. We’d never even remotely discussed sex before. I responded in the only sensible way possible. “Uh, what?”

“Sex,” she repeated. “What do you know about sex?”

“What kind of question is THAT?”

“It’s a pretty simple question.”

“Well, ok,” I said, gathering my thoughts. “What SPECIFICALLY do you mean in asking what I know about sex? I mean, I know how it’s done and stuff.”

“Yeah, well, everyone knows that.”

“Yeah… well, so… what are you wanting me to tell you?”

“Are you still a virgin?” Lysa asked.

“Yes, are you?” I retorted.

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“Why do you think sex is such a big deal?”

I thought about that. “Well… I don’t know. I guess cause it feels good or something. I don’t know.”

“I’ve heard it feels good, too. When I masturbate I know that feels good, and sex is supposed to be kinda like that.”

I nodded for a moment and then paused. “Wait, what?”

“When I masturbate,” she repeated.

“Lysa,” I said after a moment. “You’re my friend, right, and I really love you. So you’ll understand when I say why the HELL are you talking about this stuff with me?”

She shrugged. “Who else am I going to talk with, Kris? You’re my best friend.”

“Well, yeah…”

After a moment of quiet she said, “So why do you think it’s such a big deal? I mean if it feels good, great, but what makes it so special that everyone goes all nuts about it?”

“Well… I don’t know. You can make babies through sex, of course. Maybe that’s part of it.”

“Yeah, but most times people don’t have a baby, they just have sex. It’s probably pretty good cause everyone always says it is, but it can’t be all that great. So why do people get so worked up?”

I rolled my eyes. “I don’t know, Lysa. I’m still a virgin. I don’t know anything about sex other than from books. Sorry.”

We turned our attention back to the movie and then after about ten minutes Lysa popped up with, “Kris? Do you ever masturbate?”
I sat up abruptly. “Jesus fucking Christ on a cum-covered crutch, Lysa! What the hell kind of question is THAT?”

“I’m just wondering!”

I sighed. “Why are you wondering?”

“I just am.” As I sat back down she said, “So do you?”

Letting out an annoyed sigh, I said, “Yes, Lysa, I masturbate. I jerk my dick about two or three times a day and cum all over myself when I do so. Is that what you wanted to know? Are you happy? Can we PLEASE change the subject?”

“Ok, ok! Jesus, what’s the problem?” Lysa sat back and looked annoyed. “They’re just questions, Kris. If I can’t talk with you about sex, then who can I talk to?”

I sighed, dimly aware that I was getting a major hard-on. “I’m sorry, it’s just that you’re dropping these questions on me outta nowhere, that’s all. I don’t mind talking about sex, really, it’s just that you caught me by surprise.”

“Ok.” She sat there staring at the TV. “Well, ok, how about this? We can ask each other anything we want to about sex and the other person has to answer honestly, ok? No lying. We can take turns. You can go first,” she added.

“How nice of you,” I said with only a trace of sarcasm.

“So!” she said, turning to me. “What do you want to ask me, since you get to go first?”

I thought about it and then shrugged. “Well, you know I masturbate. Do you?”

“Of course I do.”

“Ok.” I opened my mouth to ask another question but Lysa cut me off.

“No, no. I get to ask you one first and then you get to ask me another.”

“Alright, alright. What’s the question?”

“When you masturbate, how do you do it?”

I rolled my eyes and sighed a little. “I just put my hand around it and stroke it up and down.”

“Ok.”

“So when YOU masturbate,” I retorted, knowing it was my turn, “how do you do it?”

“Most times I rub around my clit and fuck myself with a finger or two.”

My penis twitched at the image. “Ok.”

“How much do you do it?”

“A couple times a day. Sometimes more, sometimes less. You?”

“At least once a day or so.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah.” Lysa seemed to be thinking about something and then said, “Ok, look. I’ll tell you what, Kris. If you let me watch you do it, I’ll let you watch me.”
I blinked, really taken aback. “What?”

“You heard me.”

My mind spun a little as I tried to sort this out. “Uh… why?”

Lysa shrugged a little. “I’ve always wanted to know what it looks like when a boy does it, and you’re my best friend, so why not? Besides, I’m sure you’ve always wanted to see how a girl does it.”

“Yeah,” I admitted.

“So?”

I hesitated. “I don’t know, Lysa…”

“Oh, come on, Kris! You’re not chicken, are you?”

I rolled my eyes. “No.”

“Well?”

I sighed and shrugged a little. “I’ve just never done it in front of anyone before.”

“Well, neither have I. So?”

I threw up my hands. “Alright, fine.” It hadn’t really taken all that much to convince me. I was as curious as she was.

“Cool!”

We sat there and looked at each other for a bit. Then I said, “So… how do you wanna start this?”

“Well… we should both take off our clothes.”

“Like all the way?”

“Yeah.”

I was really shy at the idea of being naked in front of any girl, even my best friend, but I finally decided that, yeah, that would be ok, cause I’d see her naked, too. So I said, “Ok. But you gotta get undressed first.”

“Alright,” Lysa said with a little shrug. She stood up and pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a small training bra, which she soon tossed onto the floor next to the shirt. Her breasts were still pretty small but were very nice to look at.

Then came the real payoff as she got out of her jeans and then threw her white panties onto the floor, giving me my first ever look at a real life vagina. I couldn’t see too much. Just a little slit with a small amount of hair and a little knob thingy. I guessed that must’ve been her clitoris. I’d heard that was about where they were supposed to be.

I let my eyes roam all over her thirteen-year-old body. She looked magnificent. I was lost in the sight and forgot I was supposed to get naked until Lysa said, “Well, Kris? You gonna get naked, too?”

“Oh, yeah. Right.” I stood up and reluctantly pulled off my shirt. Then I unzipped my pants and knew that if I hesitated I might chicken out. So very quickly I pulled them and my boxers down in one fluid motion and now stood there naked in front of my best friend.

Lysa looked my body over. I was about the same height as her and pretty thin. I had a nice build, I knew that much. My penis was very hard and about four, maybe four-and-a-half inches long, with just a small patch of blond hair over it.

“You look nice, Kris,” she said after a bit.

“You look nice, too.”

“Thanks.” She sat back down on my bed and I joined her. “So let’s start?”

“Ok.”

Moving very slowly and shyly we each reached our hands down to our genitals. Lysa began by spreading her legs, giving me a nice view of what lay between them. Then she started rubbing on both sides of her slit, and then alongside her clitoris. Then to my really amazed eyes, I saw her press a finger against one spot, and watched as it disappeared up into her vagina. Magnificent!

Knowing that I needed to cooperate here, I started stroking my penis in a smooth, steady motion, knowing that if I did it too fast I’d wind up cumming really soon as I looked at the live porn show in front of me.

“That looks cool,” she whispered, her eyes on my penis.

“Yeah,” I said, breathing a little hard as I looked at her finger sliding in and out of her vagina. “Yours looks… really cool, too…”

Lysa and I masturbated in silence for about two or three minutes and then I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back any longer. I had enough time to gasp out, “Oh, god, I’m cumming!” and then my penis jumped in my hand, my sperm fountaining out, shooting up into the air and splashing down onto my bed, my body and my hand.

Lysa’s eyes were wide as she looked at me coming down from my orgasmic high. “Oh, wow,” she said. “That was incredible!”

“Yeah,” I said with a weak smile. It was one of the best orgasms I’d ever had. I reached down under the bed and pulled out a small hand towel, cleaning myself off with it.

“Does that always happen?”

“Yeah, but not usually so much.”

“That’s sperm, right?”

“Yep.”

“Cool.” Her eyes were still fixed onto my somewhat hard penis.

“So what happens when girls cum?

“Well, nothing like THAT,” my friend said with a little grin. “All that happens is my vagina gets really tight and it feels really, really good.”

“Cool. But there’s nothing to see like there is with guys?”

“No.” Lysa’s hand started moving faster and faster.

“Oh.”

“I’m gonna… have one soon… though…” she whispered.

“Oh, cool!” My penis twitched a little as I sat back on my bed to watch.

Lysa’s face kind of glazed over as she started rubbing faster, sliding her fingers around both the outside and inside of her vagina. It was amazing, and I knew it was going to be something that would keep me warm at night. Then Lysa let out a little whimper, and her whole body shook. She got this incredibly happy look on her face as she climaxed. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.

As she came down, she let out a ragged breath. “THAT was good.”

I grinned. “Yeah, it looked like fun.”

“You got another towel?”

I shook my head. “Just this one.”

“Oh, well. Let me see it.”

I thought about telling her my cum was all over it, but it was obvious she knew that. I held it out to her. She took it and wiped her hand off, then looked down.
“So this is sperm, huh?” she said, trailing a finger through a small glob of white fluid.

“Yeah.”

“Sticky.”

“Yeah.”

“I wonder…” Lysa said thoughtfully. She took the glob that was on her finger and reached down, rubbing it against her clitoris and then sliding her finger up into her vagina. Her eyes went wide, and then closed halfway. “Ooooh… yeah, that feels nice…”

I was stunned by the fact that now some of my sperm was technically inside a girl’s vagina! I mean, I hadn’t been the one to put it there, but it was still pretty sweet. My penis hardened right back up to complete steel mode.

Lysa pulled her finger out and wiped it off. She sat up and grinned at me. “That was fun!”

“Yeah!” I said with a little smile.

She looked at my penis and giggled. “You’re all hard again.”

“I know,” I said with a shy little blush.

Lysa kept looking at my penis and then said, “Kris… can I touch it?”

I blinked and said, “Well, sure, if you want to.”

Lysa put her hand out and slowly ran her fingers along the shaft of my penis and then wrapped her hand around it. “It’s so warm!” she said, sounding a little surprised.

“Yeah,” I whispered, turned on beyond my wildest dreams.

“This is how you do it, right?” she asked as she began stroking me.

“Yeah…” I managed to say.

“Cool.” Lysa smiled a little. “You wanna touch me for a bit?”

“Sure!” I said with real enthusiasm.

Lysa let got of my penis and lay back on the bed a little, her legs spread wide. “Just do what I did.”

“Ok.” I reached my hand out and placed it against my friend’s vagina, feeling the same heat she must’ve felt when she touched my penis. Her vaginal area felt very wet, too. It was pretty cool. I ran my fingers alongside the hole she’d had her finger in, and fondled the area around her clitoris, pleased to hear her moan a little.

Swallowing hard, I pressed one of my fingers against the little hole and felt it easily slide into a place of total warmth, wetness and tightness. I was actually fingering a girl! Oh, god it was just so incredibly sweet! I moved it back and forth, imagining how wonderful it would be to have my penis inside there.

“Ooooh… oh, Kris, that feels sooooo good…” Lysa gasped, wiggling around on my bed.

“Glad you like it,” I said with a little smile.

She grinned up at me and said, “Take it out… ok?”

“Ok,” I said, reluctantly. I withdrew my finger from heaven.

“Do you think you could shoot your stuff again?” Lysa asked me as she started rubbing herself once more.

“Yeah!”

“Cool. Well… why don’t you? And this time when you do, shoot it right here,” she said, patting the space between her legs.

I blinked in surprise, even as I took my penis in my hand and began stroking it. “Uh… sure, ok! If that’s what you want!”

“Yeah… I wanna see what it’ll feel like.”

“Ok,” I replied, stroking faster.

“Just make sure you warn me before you shoot it.”

“Alright,” I said in barely above a whisper, my hand moving ever more quickly on my virgin thirteen-year-old penis as I stared at my friend’s vagina. It occurred to me that one of the fingers on the hand I was using had actually been inside her.

That thought was enough to get me over the edge much faster than I’d expected. I gasped out again, “I’m cumming!” and Lysa just barely had time to move her hand away as I fired off my first blast, landing it right between her breasts. I quickly adjusted, pointing my penis at her vagina and shot about four really good, hard blasts of sperm directly at the target. Not all of it landed where I was aiming, but most of it did. I leaned in close, my penis only about six inches away from Lysa’s genitals as my last few bursts dribbled out of me.

Gasping for breath, I fell back onto my butt, using my free hand to hold my body up. As I did that, Lysa moved her hand back down to her vagina and started rubbing my cum all over herself, including getting two of her fingers well coated with it and sliding them up inside herself. After about two minutes of this activity, her body went through the same shaking it had gone through before, and I knew she was cumming again, this time with a generous amount of my sperm inside her.

“Wow,” she said, more than a little out of breath. “That was sweet… here, give me your hand, Kris…” I held out my hand and Lysa guided it down, extending one of my fingers and inserting it into her vagina. “Doesn’t it feel different now?”

“Yeah…” I moved my finger around. It did feel a little different, I thought, though that might have just been my imagination.

Lysa pulled back and I took the hint, taking my finger out of her. She sat up and looked down at her body. “God, I’m a mess.” She looked at me. “You are, too. Wanna take a shower?”

“Together?” I asked

“Sure, why not?”

I shrugged. “Ok.”

Lysa and I both stood up and made our way into the bathroom connected to my bedroom and got the shower going. I was starting to get really comfortable being naked around her. I mean, we HAD known each other for almost half our lives. I’d never thought about doing anything sexual with her, but I was glad that we were doing it now.

Once the water was warm enough, I stepped inside, Lysa following me. I got myself wet and then moved aside so Lysa could wet herself down. As we switched places, our butts brushed together. My penis jumped slightly at the contact, but soon simmered down again as I started soaping myself up.

Lysa turned around so that she was facing me and smiled. She really looked beautiful. “This is fun, Kris,” she said. “I’m glad we’re doing this.”

“Yeah, me, too.”

“Here, let me wash you,” she said, holding her hand out for the soap.

I gave it to her and then watched as she started running the bar of soap all down my naked body. She lathered up my chest nicely, and worked on my arms, but really just wasted no time at all getting right down to my penis. She took it in her hand and started washing it as it hardened up.

“Wow, it gets like that a lot,” Lysa said with a giggle.

“Yeah.” I smiled at her. “Do I get to wash you, too?”

“Of course! Rinse off first!”

We switched places again, and I rinsed myself off as I felt Lysa’s hands start washing my back and butt. It was nice, but not nearly as nice as having her wash my front had been. When I was rinsed off, I turned, letting the water rinse my back and took the soap from Lysa’s hand.

“Ready?”

“Go to it!” she replied. “Only don’t get any soap in my vagina.”

“Ok.”

I started by lathering up Lysa’s breasts, since I hadn’t even so much as touched them before now. They were small, as I said before, but firm and really cool. I played around with them for a good long time before moving between her legs. Remembering what she’d said, I got some soap onto my hand and rubbed it all around the outside of her vagina, barely resisting the urge to stick a finger up inside of her. I could tell she was enjoying it, though.

Then she said, “Ok, Kris… I need to rinse off.”

“Oh. Alright.” I pulled the soap away and we switched places again. I watched as she turned away from me, rinsing the soap from her body. I gave my penis a couple tugs as I looked at her beautiful naked body. It was the most wonderful thing I’d ever seen.

Once she was rinsed off, Lysa said, “Ok, let’s get out.”

“Alright.”

She turned off the water and I followed her out of the shower. We dried ourselves off as she looked down at the countertop around the sink.

“Hey, Kris?”

“Yeah?” I asked, looking at her.

She was holding my hairbrush. “Wanna see something really cool?”

“Ok.”

Lysa ran the sink, getting the brush good and wet. Then she propped one of her legs up on the toilet and guided the hairbrush down. Before my started eyes, she slowly started working the handle up into her vagina and soon had it all the way inside herself.

“Holy fuck!” I said.

Lysa grinned. “Yeah. Here, you wanna move it around a little?”

“Sure!”

As I took the brush in my hand, Lysa said, “Just move it real carefully and slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

I slowly slid the brush back and forth, in and out of Lysa’s vagina. I was just blown away by how overwhelmingly cool it all was. I mean, I’d known all about the basics of sex, but actually seeing that, yes, it was possible for a girl to get something into her body like this was just amazing!

“Hey,” she said suddenly. “I wanna try something. Take it out, ok?”

“Ok.” I withdrew the hairbrush and stood back.

Lysa stood up and leaned over the counter. Looking back at me she said, “Can you get it back inside me?”

“I think so.”

“Ok. Try it.”

Looking between Lysa’s legs, I saw my target. I carefully placed the handle of the hairbrush against the entrance to her thirteen-year-old vagina and pushed it slowly up inside her. Once it was in, I began moving it back and forth, fucking her with it.

“Ooooh… yeah, that’s nice, Kris…”

“I’m glad you like it,” I said, continuing to fuck my friend with the hairbrush as I started masturbating with my free hand. It wasn’t the one I normally used, so at least I wasn’t likely to wind up cumming all over the place.

Of course what I REALLY wanted to do at this point was to pull the hairbrush out of Lysa’s vagina and slide my penis into there. I started wonder if she’d even be able to tell the difference. It would really easy, I thought, to just pull out the brush and stick myself in. It was very, very tempting. If she protested, I could just pull out. I tensed my arm, getting ready to pull the brush out.

But before I had the chance to do so, Lysa said, “Ok… take it out, Kris… my legs are getting a little tired…”

Reluctantly I pulled the brush out, annoyed that I was being denied even a vague form of intercourse with her, much less the chance to go any further. I handed the brush back to Lysa and said, “Now what?”

She set the brush back on the counter and said, “Let’s get back on your bed.”

“Alright.”

We went back into my bedroom and sat down on my bed. Once we were cozy, Lysa said, “You know about oral sex, right?”

“Yeah, kinda.”

“Well… now that we’re all clean, you wanna try it? Like if I do it on you, will you do it on me?”

“Yeah, sure!” I didn’t need to be asked twice. “You want me to go first?” I didn’t really want to do it to her, but I figured if she went first, I’d wind up cumming and then wouldn’t have the energy to do it to her at all. At least I knew everything was clean.

“Ok, if you want.”

“Sure!”

“Ok.” She laid back on the bed as I got my face down between her legs.

I first looked over everything. I had no idea what I was supposed to do down here, but I figured that the best idea would be to just do with my tongue what I’d done before with my fingers. That in mind, I stuck my tongue out and ran it along the outside of her vagina and up onto her clitoris. This seemed to really turn her on, so I kept doing it. It didn’t really taste all that bad, actually. It didn’t taste of anything except a hint of soap.

Since this seemed to be getting her off, I decided to step it up a little. I put my tongue against her hole and slowly worked it up inside her vagina, flicking it all around and back and forth and in and out. From the way Lysa started squirming, this must’ve had a nice effect for her.

Then I figured I’d try something different. I worked one of my fingers up into her vagina and used my tongue to lick all over her clitoris and the outer reaches. When I got a second finger up into Lysa, she really went nuts, moaning and wiggling all over.

Suddenly she let out a really loud moan, and I felt her vaginal walls contracting sharply and repeatedly around my finger. I was making her cum, I realized. It was my very best friend, and I was giving her an orgasm! What a wonderful experience!

As Lysa’s moans subsided into vague whimpers, I sat up, wiping my face with my hand and pulling a pubic hair from my teeth. I looked down at Lysa and smiled.

“How was that?”

“Amazing!” she managed to say after a bit.

I laid down on the bed next to Lysa as she recovered, looking over her wonderful body. I was so happy to be here with her like this!

Lysa got up onto her knees next to me. “So, you ready for me to do it to you now?”

“Oh, yeah!” I said.

“Just make sure you warn me before you shoot, ok? I don’t want a mouthful of that stuff,” she warned.

“No problem, Lysa.”

“Ok.”

Taking my penis in her hand, Lysa gave it a couple slow, gentle strokes. Then she leaned down and gave it a tentative lick. She didn’t seem to mind that, so she licked the tip a couple more times. Then Lysa ran her tongue along the shaft and then finally opened her mouth wide and lowered it down around my erection, taking me almost all the way into her mouth.

I let out a sigh of pure pleasure as I started getting my first ever blowjob. Oh, it was sweet as hell, especially when, apparently remembering what I’d done to her, Lysa started using her hand, stroking my penis as she licked and sucked.

I gritted my teeth at this point, trying very hard to stave off the orgasm. I knew it wasn’t going to work, though, and whispered, “I’m gonna cum soon…”
Lysa nodded and pulled her face off, continuing to stroke me. I grunted and moaned a little as my penis began kicking in her hand, sperm shooting out of me and all over the place. It beat out the previous two orgasms of the day to take its place as number one on the list of best ever.

When I was done cumming, Lysa looked at her sperm covered hand. This time she didn’t use it on her vagina. Instead she stuck one of her fingers into her mouth and looked thoughtful for a moment. Then she pulled it out and shook her head, saying, “Kinda salty.”

“Yeah.” I had nothing better to say.

Lysa grabbed the towel and wiped her hand before handing it down to me. I cleaned up and then tossed it onto the floor as my friend laid down next to me on the bed.

“That was really cool, Kris.”

“Yeah, it was,” I agreed.

Lysa snuggled up next to me. I put an arm around her, and we laid there together, our eyes fixed on the movie still playing on the TV.

During a slow part in the film, Lysa reached down and started playing around with my penis, which of course hardened up instantly. She smiled at me. I smiled back. Lysa tried to look over my body and said, “What time is it?”

I turned my head and looked at the clock radio next to my bed. “3:45.”

“What time does your mom get off work?”

“Four. She usually gets home around 4:15.”

“Cool.”

“Why?”

“Just wondering.” Lysa kept playing with my penis and then said, “Kris?”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna… you wanna try going all the way? Like actually Do It?”

My mouth went suddenly dry. “Like you mean… have real sex?”

“Yeah.”

FUCK YEAH! I wanted to shout. Instead I shrugged a little and said, “Well, yeah. I mean, if you want to.”

“I do, yeah. If you want to.”

“Of course I do!” I responded, thrilled beyond words at the thought that I might get to lose my virginity today.

Lysa giggled. “Cool.”

We sat there in silence for about a minute and then I said, “So… how do we do it?”

“Well… I guess I lay on my back and you get on top and put it in.”

“Ok.” I got shakily up onto my knees. “Well… lay down, then.”

Lysa laid back and spread her legs wide. I knelt down between her legs, nervous as hell. Taking my penis in my hand I touched it against the entrance to her vagina.

“Right here, right?”

“Yeah,” she whispered, closing her eyes.

Swallowing hard and trying to calm myself, I took a deep breath and pushed forward. At first nothing happened, and I started to wonder if I was doing something wrong. Then I felt the tip slide in just a little. I pulled back a tiny bit and pushed forward again, feeling all the tip go inside Lysa.

Now I had the idea of how this should work. I pulled back again and pushed forward, now feeling all the tip and a little of the shaft of my thirteen-year-old virgin penis entering my best friend’s very tight thirteen-year-old virgin vagina. I kept working it back and froth and slowly worked myself in deeper and deeper until my pubic hair merged with Lysa’s. I was officially inside my first girl!

I swallowed hard again, trying not to cum as I lowered myself down, sparks flying through my body as my penis settled itself down inside this amazingly warm, wet and tight paradise between Lysa’s legs. Less than a month past my thirteenth birthday, and I’d just lost my virginity to a girl barely thirteen herself! Oh, god it was great!

“Oh, Kris,” Lysa whispered, looking up into my eyes as I settled down on her. Her hands drifted back to cup my ass. “Oh, I never knew it would feel this good…”

“Yeah,” I whispered back, feeling her small breasts against my bare chest. “Oh, wow… it’s really nice…”

“Yeah…”

“Do you want me… to start moving…?” I asked, a little out of breath. This seemed to be happening a lot today.

“Yeah… just go slow at first, ok?”

“Ok.”

Looking down into Lysa’s eyes, I started moving slowly on top of her, trying to fuck her while keeping my penis from withdrawing. The more I fucked, the more confident I felt and I started moving a little faster, savoring the great sensations from my groin.

“Kris…” Lysa whispered under me as she squeezed my butt. “Oh, god, Kris… fuck me… oh, that feels good… oooooh…”

I started to tune out what she was saying as the pleasure increased. I was very happy I’d already cum three times today. If I hadn’t, I would have shot off the second I got inside her. As it was, I knew I could fuck her for at least a little while before I came.

Soon, though, I was fucking Lysa as fast as I could, the sensations of delight coursing through my body and overwhelming all else. I became a creature of total instinct, concentrating just on the orgasm and nothing else.

Lysa apparently was having much the same reaction. She grabbed hard at my ass and made the little noises she’d made before as she climaxed. This time, though, it was very different, because now instead of her vagina clutching at my finger, it was my penis that was being pleasured.

That was enough for me. Gritting my teeth once more, I screwed my eyes shut and pushed as deep into Lysa’s vagina as I could go, feeling my penis buck as it released its fluids. I stayed like that, completely motionless, until the last of my sperm had fired off into Lysa’s body and then I collapsed on top of her, my mind screaming “I JUST GOT LAID!”

When we finally got our breath back, we looked into each other’s eyes. Lysa was the first to speak, saying, “That was great…”

“Yeah, it was… better than I thought it would be…”

I heard my watch beep and looked down at it. It was 4:00. My mom would be home pretty soon.

Lysa looked at me. “I should probably get home,” she said.

“Yeah.” My slowly softening penis was still inside her. I couldn’t bear the idea of taking it out.

Lysa kept looking up into my eyes. Before I knew it, our mouths were meeting. We started kissing with our mouths closed, but then opened them, our tongues slowly probing around against each other’s teeth. It was an interesting experience. I’d kissed a girl before, but not like this. Certainly not a girl with my penis inside her.

As we broke the kiss I looked at my watch. 4:06. There was time. My penis had gotten hard from the kissing and I started moving it back and forth once more.

“Kris…? What are you doing?” Lysa whispered.

“I think I can come before my mom gets home,” I said, picking up the pace.

“You can?”

“Yeah…”

Lysa considered this and said, “Ok. Can I be on top, though?”

I blinked. “Sure!”

“Cool. Lay down.”

I pulled out of Lysa and laid down on the bed. She straddled me at the waist, taking my penis in her hand and holding it up. Slowly she lowered her vagina down around me until I was all the way inside, and then started slowly moving up and down.

I put my hands on Lysa’s thighs and looked over her naked body bobbing up and down on my own. Oh, it was an amazing sight! Getting an idea, I reached up with one hand to cup one of her breasts as I moved the other hand down to rub her clitoris while she rode me.

As Lysa kept moving, I let my eyes fall over onto my clock. It was 4:11. I had to cum soon. I began pushing up with my hips, trying to fuck Lysa in time with her movements on top of me. It wasn’t easy, but I soon got the rhythm down.

It was 4:14 when my penis began jumping around for the fifth time that day, the second load of my sperm going into my first vagina. Lysa didn’t wind up cumming, but as much as I wanted for her to, there wasn’t time for me to do anything about it. She pulled off me and we quickly got dressed, getting down to the front door at 4:19.

Lysa gave me a kiss as she opened the door.

“I really liked having sex with you, Kris,” she said.

“Yeah, well, I really liked it to, believe me,” I said with a pleased grin.

Lysa smiled back. “You wanna come over tomorrow morning? My parents are both gone by 8:30. Come over at 9:00 and we can do it some more, ok?”

“Ok.” She didn’t need to make THAT offer twice! I gave her one last kiss and she was gone.

It turned out that we had worried needlessly, and actually had ended up with enough time that we could have fucked again. My mom had a lot of errands to run, and wasn’t home until a little after six. She ordered up some pizza for dinner when she got home. The entire time we were eating I was convinced she could tell that I’d gotten laid, but she didn’t say anything.

When I went to bed that night I made sure to beat off to the thoughts of everything that had happened to me today. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow!
I woke up at 8:00 the next morning, clicking off my alarm just as soon as it started ringing. I yawned, stretched, gave my hard penis a couple strokes and got out of bed. Buck naked, I paused and looked at myself in the mirror. Nothing about me looked different. That didn’t seem right, somehow. It seemed like once you had lost your virginity you should change somehow. Oh, well.

I took a quick shower, got some breakfast and steadfastly refrained from jerking off. It took real effort, but I wanted to save all my boy-juice for Lysa. Once everything was taken care off, I hopped onto my bike and rode the short distance to Lysa’s house.

When I got there, I parked my bike and knocked on the front door. Lysa opened it with a smile.

“Hey, Kris.” She gave me a little kiss as I walked in.

“Hey,” I said, kissing her back.

“Come on,” Lysa said, taking me by the hand. She led me up to her bedroom. Once we were inside she shut the door and started undressing. “Take off your clothes,” she said.

I did so. Once we were both naked we started kissing and moved over to her bed, where we laid down side-by-
side, continuing to kiss.

“I thought about you all night,” she said to me.

“I kept thinking about you, too. I kept worrying that my mom could tell I’d had sex or something.” It sounded stupid when I said it.

Lysa giggled. “I kept thinking my parents could tell, too.”

I giggled back and moved one of my hands between her legs, massaging her vaginal area gently. As I did this, Lysa took hold of my penis, giving it a few gentle strokes.

“So how do you wanna do it this time?” I asked. “You wanna have me on top or you on top?”

“Why don’t you get on top?” Lysa suggested.

“Ok.”

As Lysa rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide, I got between them. Lining up my penis I pushed forward, easily entering her this time, feeling the joy of her magnificent teenage vagina clutching at my young erection as I started fucking her once more.

Our lovemaking this time was slow and unhurried. I thrust into her very slowly and gently, savoring the bliss of sex. We kissed as we fucked. I even spent some time sucking on her nipples while we did it.

While we fucked, my eyes drifted over to the mirror that covered her closet doors. I saw my naked body stretched out on top of hers. It was really cool to see! As I looked, an idea crossed my mind. I pulled slowly out of Lysa and looked down at her.

“Roll over onto your side, ok?”

“Ok.” She did so.

I got behind Lysa and lifted her leg up, draping it over my legs. Looking into the mirror, I took my penis in my hand and pushed it slowly back into her vagina, watching as it disappeared up into her. Now THAT was cool, I thought as I started fucking Lysa once more.

The combination of sight and sensation was more than enough to make me cum, which I did after only a couple minutes. Right after I came, Lysa started moaning and climaxed herself, her vagina once again clenching around my penis.

Lysa and I spent all the rest of that day having sex. We fucked doggie-style, me on top, her on top, side-by-side and standing (which didn’t work well). We had sex in her bedroom, in the bathroom, in the living room and, when she was feeling really naughty, on her parent’s bed. Each time we fucked, I shot my sperm into her and almost every time she had an orgasm.

All the rest of the summer was consumed with our fucking. We did it every day we could, which was just about every day. I think we missed about six days out of three months. It was the happiest time of my life!

Naturally it couldn’t last. Lysa and I had given zero thought to birth control and with all the sperm I was blasting into her, it was only to be expected that she would get pregnant. We spent a lot of time talking about how we were going to deal with it. She eventually decided to go through with it and have the baby. Our parents were less than pleased to find out about all this, but they took it pretty well overall.

So it was that just before we both turned fourteen, Lysa went into the hospital and gave birth to a healthy baby boy. He had Lysa’s eyes. He was very cute. So that we could both take care of him, it was decided that during the week we would live at my house and during the weekend we would live at her house. It worked out pretty well.

Lysa and I continued our sexplay whenever we could. Having a baby was no real deterrent, except that we now used condoms. At one point, though, right after we both turned fifteen, we found ourselves both at home, both horny, and without condoms. We fucked like minks in heat anyhow, and not long after that, Lysa missed her period.

It’s kind of weird to know now that I’m only fifteen and I’m about to be a father for the second time. It’s not a bad thing, really. Just a weird thing. Still, I have a girl I love and she loves me and on the whole, things could be a lot worse.

END

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Ah, the joys of young teenage sex. Reminds me of my old glory days. At some point, I’ll have to sit back and write up the tale of how I lost my virginity to my sister, and how I got at least one, and maybe two, girls pregnant when I was thirteen. What an exciting life I used to lead! What the HELL has happened to me since?!

I’m also debating the idea of taking requests for stories, but I’m not sure about it yet. If you have any good ideas you’d like to see turned into tales, especially if they’re true stories, then send them in!

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Nebraska is Boring

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October 16, 2008

Nebraska is Boring
By
Alex Hawk

I sat outside on the patio feeling depressed and lonely. I was twelve years old and had just moved with my family from Seattle down to Nebraska. We were out in some farming community in the middle of nowhere with a population of about a hundred. It was too hot, too dry and too boring. We’d only been here two days and I was already desperate to leave. If I was stuck here too much longer, I’d probably explode.

As I sat there looking out at the world a girl rode by on her bicycle. She looked at me as she passed and then turned around She rode back my way and stopped in front of my house, sitting there on her bike and looking at me.

After a couple moments of silence I said, “What?”

“Aren’t you supposed to say hello when you meet someone new?” she asked.

“You’re the one who rode up to me. Aren’t you supposed to say hello first?”

The girl shrugged. “Maybe.” She scooted forward with the bike and held out her hand. “I’m Kylie.”

“I’m Vincent,” I said, shaking hands with her. I looked her over as I did so. She was pretty cute. Not great, but cute. I’d only just recently discovered masturbation and started getting interested in girls, but I was still a total virgin.

“Cool. You just moved here?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. You got a bike?”

“Yeah.”

“Go get it. We can go for a ride together.”

“Ok. Be right back.”

I went into the garage and got out my bike. I rode over to Kylie. “Ok, I’m ready.”

“Good. Follow me.” She started pedaling. I followed after her.

“So where we gonna go?”

“I thought I’d kind of show you around,” she replied.

“Ok.”

We rode around talking with each other as she showed me places. I learned that she was twelve, just like me, and was going to the same school I’d be attending in a couple weeks. She was really smart and really nice, which was cool. I wondered if she had a boyfriend.

Finally we came to a stop near a convenience store. She went in and bought a couple candy bars, coming out and giving me one of them.

“Thanks,” I said, tearing into it. I hadn’t had chocolate in a while.

“You’re welcome,” Kylie said.

“So what all do you do for fun around here? I haven’t seen that many kids our age.”

“There aren’t that many. Most everyone seems to be older or younger. There used to be a couple boys who lived in your place, but they moved away, of course.”

“What did you guys do for fun?”

“Lots of things,” she said with a little shrug. “We watched movies, rode our bikes, played video games, fucked, went swimming, went out fishing, stuff like that.”
I nodded and then stopped, feeling puzzled. “Wait. You… you guys… fucked?” I blushed a little saying the word in front of a girl.

“Yeah.”

“Like… actually for real?”

“Yes. Actually for real.”

“Like really for real?” I asked, still stunned.

Kylie rolled her eyes. “Are you always this stupid? Yes, really for real. Like they had their dicks in my pussy.”

“Oh,” I said weakly, my penis stiffening up. I leaned forward a little to hide it.

Kylie shrugged again. “It’s not like it’s a big deal. There’s not much to do out here, like I said.”

“Yeah, but… sex?”

“It’s fun,” she said simply and then looked over at me. “What, haven’t you done it before?”

“No, I haven’t,” I said, feeling a little uncomfortable.

“Oh.”

“How old were they?”

“Ross was thirteen and Brian was fifteen.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah.”

We kept riding, and I really wanted to ask her more about having sex, but she started talking about something else. By the time we were done talking and riding it was dark. We went back to my house and stood there near the porch saying goodnight.

“I had fun riding around today,” I said to her.

“Me, too. I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Bye,” I said, watching as she rode off.

I went back into the house after parking my bike in the garage. I had to sit down and talk with my parents about my day and theirs. They were happy that I’d made a new friend. I was happy, too, and promptly jetted upstairs where I jerked off three times before I fell asleep, each time thinking about Kylie being fucked.

* * *

I was awakened at a little after nine to the sound of someone knocking at my window. I pulled open the curtain a touch and saw Kylie standing there. She waved at me and said, “Open the window!”

Still under the blanket I opened up the window. Kylie then surprised me by pushing it all the way open and crawling inside, flopping down onto my bed. I pulled the blanket up a little more, acutely aware of the fact that I was naked under it.

“You got your bed the same place Ross had his.”

“I do?”

“Yeah. I used to sneak in through his window at night sometimes and we’d fuck.”

“Oh,” I said weakly.

“Yep.” She stood up and looked around. “Your stuff is nicer than his, though.”

“Thanks.”

“So anyhow… you wanna go out riding again?”

“Sure. You mean now?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“Cool.”

Kylie just stood there. Finally I said, “Uh… I need to get dressed.”

“And?”

“And… I’m naked right now?”

“So?”

“So… maybe you should leave the room so I can get some clothes on?”

“Why?”

“Because I’m naked?” I was experiencing an odd sense of déjà vu.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen naked boys before,” Kylie said.

“Yeah, but…” I trailed off helplessly.

Kylie said, “Will it help you if I let you see me naked?”

“What?” I asked after a few seconds.

Kylie started undressing before my startled eyes. She tossed her shirt aside, pulled off her shorts and then removed her bra and panties as was now standing naked in my bedroom. She looked really, really hot. Her breasts were just starting to grow and she didn’t have any hair between her legs yet. I knew girls grew some, though, from pics I’d seen before. All I could see with Kylie was a small slit. If I hadn’t already been rock-hard, this would have done it.

“See? No big deal.”

“Right,” I said, clearing my throat.

“So?”

“I’ve just never been naked in front of a girl before,” I managed to say.

“Oh, it’s no big deal.” Kylie marched over and before I could stop her, she quickly grabbed hold of the blanket and yanked it off me, leaving my naked body exposed.

I squawked and covered my penis with my hands. “Hey!”

“Oh, no, no,” Kylie said, sitting on my legs and grabbing at my hands. “Come on, let me see it!”

“No!”

“Why not?”

“Because!”

“If you let me see your dick, I’ll let you stick it in my pussy.”

I blinked. “What?”

This distraction caused my hands to relax just enough for Kylie to pull them apart, exposing my very hard, still hairless, penis.

“There, see? That’s not so bad.” She looked down at it. “Pretty nice, too.”

“Thanks,” I mumbled, feeling myself blush.

Kylie took my penis in her hand and started stroking it, moving almost exactly like how I did when I masturbated. “Real nice.”

“Ah… thank you…” I whispered, the pleasure flooding through my body.

“You’re really still a virgin?”

“Yeah…” I was afraid to move, not knowing what she had planned, but desperately hoping.

Kylie scooted forward a little bit. She lifted herself up and I felt the tip of my erection brush against something. Then she lowered herself down and I watched, eyes wide, as Kylie’s hairless twelve-year-old vagina slid slowly down around my hard twelve-year-old virgin penis.

“There,” she said in a quiet tone as she settled herself down over me. “Now you’re not a virgin anymore.”

“Oh, god…” I could barely think. My mind was totally overwhelmed.

“What do you think?” Kylie asked, raising herself up a little and then lowering back down.

“It’s incredible,” I whispered. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I was actually getting laid! I could feel the warm, wet, wonderful textured tightness of Kylie’s vagina caressing my young penis as she moved up and down on me. It was the most wonderful thing I’d ever experienced.

“God, I needed this,” Kylie whispered. “I haven’t been laid since Ross and Brian moved away…”

“Glad I could help…” I mumbled, lost in pleasure.

Kylie began grinding her pelvis against me and I started almost instinctively thrusting up into her, savoring the sensation of her vagina around my penis. I knew sex would be wonderful, every boy knows that, but I had no idea how wonderful.

Just as I was starting to near my orgasm, Kylie stopped moving and looked down at me, a fine sheen of sweat on her naked body.

“You wanna try being on top for a bit?”

“Uh… ok, sure.”

Kylie got off me, a little bit of cold hitting my penis as it left her warm vagina. She laid down on my bed next to me, gave me a kiss on the cheek and spread her legs wide. “Get between my legs and see if you can get it in.”

“Ok.”

I got on top of Kylie, looking down at her vagina. I saw what looked like a small opening and pushed myself against it, feeling a surge of pleasure and victory as my penis was almost sucked back into her slit. I lowered myself down onto Kylie’s naked body, feeling her breasts against my chest.

“Good,” she whispered. “Very good…” I felt her hands settle on my bare butt. “Now start moving, but be careful not to slip out.”

“Alright,” I whispered in return and started fucking slowly. It was really hard at first. I had no idea what the hell I was doing. But I just kept doing what felt good and it seemed to be working. I tried to keep myself as deep inside her as I could, making sure I wasn’t going to slip out.

“Wonderful, Vincent… you’re doing so good… it feels so good…” Kylie whispered, holding tight onto my ass as we fucked.

I had buried my face in Kylie’s shoulder and was quickly losing control of my body. I started making short, sharp, rabbit thrusts into her, plunging my young erection in and out and in and out of her liquid warmth. Then my whole body started shaking as the orgasm took hold, and my penis started pulsing inside her vagina, my sperm shooting into her waiting body.

My thrusts began to slow, and eventually stopped entirely. I continued to lay there on top of Kylie, breathing hard, my mind swimming with what I’d just done. My penis was still hard and still inside her vagina, and I never, ever wanted to take it out of her.

Kylie ran a hand through my hair. “You did really good.”

“Thanks,” I said, a little weakly.

“Let me sit up.”

Saddened at having to pull out of Kylie, I got off her, watching my penis slide out from inside her vagina. It was covered with a film of wetness, but otherwise didn’t look any different from how it did yesterday. I was kind of disappointed. It didn’t seem right that it should look the same after I just got laid.

“Is anyone else home?” Kylie asked, sitting up.

“No.”

“Where’s your bathroom?”

“Across the hall.”

“Ok. Be right back.” She got off my bed and walked out into the hall, still naked.

For my part I laid back on the bed, feeling very happy. I was only twelve and I’d just fucked my first girl! All my friends back in Seattle would be soooo jealous! I began idly masturbating while I remembered how fantastic her vagina had been.

“Ha. Typical boy,” Kylie said, walking back into the room. I started and almost covered up, but then I thought why bother?

“What do you mean?” I asked, continuing to masturbate while I looked at her body.

“You just got laid and already you’re horny again.”

“Yeah, well,” I mumbled, blushing a little. “Can we do it again?” I asked a little shyly.

Kylie laughed. “Typical boy!” she said again. “Not right now. Right now, we’re going to go for a bike ride.”

“Oh.” I was disappointed. “But we can do it again sometime, right?” I persisted.

“Of course.”

“Good.”

“Now get dressed,” Kylie said, putting her own clothes on.

Fifteen minutes later, after we’d each had a bowl of cereal, we were on our bikes, riding along the narrow street and talking to each other. It was weird. I’d just gotten laid. I’d lost my virginity to this cute girl. But we weren’t talking about sex or anything. We were just talking about… stuff. Our favorite music and video games, what kind of foods we liked, etcetera. It was nice and relaxing.

Soon we rounded a small hill and came across a little patch of trees around a small pond. Kylie slowed her bike and then stopped, getting off it. I followed suit.

“What’s this place?”

“A pond.”

I rolled my eyes. “I know THAT. Does it have a name or anything?”

“Not really. It’s just a nice place to swim.”

“Oh, ok.”

Kylie started undressing and once she was naked waded out into the water. “Come on, Vincent! It’s really nice in here!”

“Naked?” I asked, doubtfully.

Kylie gave me a look. “You just fucked me about an hour ago. What are you worried about?”

“Good point.” Still feeling a little shy I worked my way out of my clothes and, forcing myself not to cover my erection, joined Kylie in the water.

“This is cool,” I said, paddling around a little. “I’ve never gone skinny-dipping before.”

“Nice, huh?”

“Yeah.”

The two of us splashed around for a little bit. I don’t know how long, but it was fun. After a while, though, Kylie seemed to tire of it. She got out of the water and pulled out a small blanket that she laid down on the ground, spreading it out.

I got out of the water and joined her as she laid down. We both relaxed and laid there enjoying the sun on our naked bodies.

“This is nice,” I said.

“Yeah. You wanna fuck again?”

I blinked at how abrupt she was. “Uh… sure!”

“Cool.” She got up on all fours and said, “Let’s do it doggie-style.”

I got up on my knees, dimly aware how this was supposed to work. I moved in behind her and looked around, still not entirely sure what I was supposed to do.

Kylie reached back and pulled her buttocks apart. “See the spot?” she said, touching it with her finger.

“Ok.”
I moved close, the tip of my penis brushing against the hole. I pushed and felt myself slide into her vagina. It took some effort to steady myself, but soon I was thrusting slowly, enjoying the feelings not only around my penis but also of her body smacking against my hips as we fucked.

“Am I doing it right?” I asked.

“Oh, yes…”

“Good…”

I closed my eyes, feeling myself entirely at peace. I could hear the hum of insects, and the chirp of birds. The sun was shining on my naked body, my penis was in a happy place and I was very content. It was the most perfect moment in my entire life. Nebraska was boring as hell, but obviously it had some good points.

“This is really nice,” Kylie said quietly.

“Yeah…” I gasped.

“Are you gonna cum real quick?”

“Uh…” I stopped thrusting and simply held myself against her, penis as deep as I could get it. “Maybe. Why?”

“I want you on top again.”

“Oh, ok.”

Kylie moved forward and I slid out of her. She rolled onto her back and I got on top, this time not even needing to look as I pushed my penis back into her vagina. I began fucking her slowly again, looking into her eyes as I did so.

“You look… really beautiful…” I whispered.

“You, too.”

“I love doing this…”

Kylie grinned. “Of course you do. All boys do.”

“Yeah…” I smiled at her. “Can I kiss you?”

“Sure.”

I moved my mouth down, stopping with my thrusts as I kissed Kylie for the first time. It was very sweet and nice. Eventually I felt her mouth open and her tongue pushing against mine. So this was French kissing, I thought as I started screwing her again.

Soon enough I neared my orgasm. It wasn’t a big deal, really, when I came. I mean, it felt really great to cum inside a girl again, and it was very cool feeling my sperm shooting into her, but it wasn’t that important somehow. Just the act of having sex with her was more meaningful. Like it was the journey that mattered and not the destination.

When I was done cumming I pulled out and we laid next to each other holding hands. It was another wonderful, sweet moment in a whole day of wonderful, sweet moments. I couldn’t ever remember being happier than I was now.

“That was a lot of fun, Kylie,” I said to her, giving her a little kiss.

“Thanks,” she said, kissing me back. “I liked it to.”

“So… does this mean we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now?”

Kylie shook her head. “I don’t think so. I mean, I had sex with Ross and Brian all the time and I never thought of myself as their girlfriend. We’re just friends who have sex, you know?”

I nodded. “Ok. I can live with that.”

“I bet.”

“What does it feel like for you?”

“Having you inside me?”

“Yeah.”

Kylie looked thoughtful for a bit. “Well… it feels really nice, is all I can say, really. I mean, I like feeling a boy’s body on top of me. You know, just having our skin touching all over?” I nodded in response, having already noticed that myself. “But when your penis is inside me… I don’t know if I can describe it, but it feels wonderful having a boy in me like that.”

“Oh.”

“What’s it feel like for you, Vincent?” Kylie asked, turning onto her side to look at me.

“Very warm and wet and tight around my penis. Just… really great,” I said with a little grin. “I can’t imagine anything feeling better.”

“Huh… I wish I could turn into a boy and see what it’s like.”

“I wish I could turn into a girl to see what it’s like.”

In an ideal world, we would have both suddenly switched bodies. But we lived in reality, so nothing happened.

“You wanna fuck again?” Kylie asked me after a bit.

“Ok.”

Over the next couple hours Kylie and I had sex three times. That made five times total, I thought to myself as I rode my bike home with her. I wondered if I’d ever lose count. On the one hand, I hoped not because I desperately wanted to know how many times we were Doing It. On the other hand, I knew that if I lost count it would be because we’d Done It like a thousand times and THAT would be sweet!

When we got back to my place it was getting pretty late in the afternoon. I got off my bike and walked it up to the front door, Kylie trailing behind.

“I had a really good time today,” I said, feeling a little shy.

“Me, too.”

“You wanna meet up again tomorrow?” I asked, hopefully.

Kylie snorted. “What do you think?”

“Uh… yes?”

“Right.”

“Good,” I said, grinning.

Kylie gave me a very tender hug and a kiss on the cheek and then rode off. I walked into the garage, parked my bike and spent the rest of the day with a really stupid grin plastered across my happy young face.

* * *

Most of the rest of the week passed in kind of a happy, sexual blur for me. Every morning I’d wake up to Kylie knocking on the window, I’d let her in, we’d fuck in my bed, eat breakfast, fuck again, go to the pond, swim, fuck, eat something, fuck, ride our bikes for a little, fuck and then I’d go home. I quickly lost track of how many times we’d had sex, and was very pleased to do so.

And of course I made sure to send emails back to all my friends in Seattle, bragging about all the sex I was having. I don’t know if they really believed me or not, but that was ok.

One night my parents had let Kylie join us for dinner. They really liked her, which was nice. We’d even gone up to my bedroom after dinner. My parents made us keep the door open, but we still had a very quick fuck while they were watching TV.

Life was incredibly sweet for me right now!

Late one Sunday night I was sleeping and heard a faint tapping on my window. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was just before midnight. I opened the window. Kylie was standing there with a sad smile on her face.

I opened the window up. “What are you doing here?” I hissed.

“I got into a fight with my dad. He was drinking again.”

“Oh.” I’d learned over the last few days that her father was a raging drunk. “I’m sorry.”

“He tried to hit me a couple times,” she said, starting to cry a little. “He missed, though and I ran away.”

“Good for you,” I said.

“Can I sleep here tonight?”

I hesitated for only an instant. She was a friend of mine and I couldn’t turn her away. But she was a girl and I knew my parents would be pissed. But I couldn’t send her back to her dad.

“Sure, come on in.”

I opened the window the rest of the way and Kylie crept inside, landing on my bed. She put her arms around me and hugged me tight, crying a little. I put my arms around her and hugged back, not sure what I should do.

There was a faint sound of floorboards creaking and a knock at my door.

“Vincent?” my dad said. “Is there someone in there with you?”

“Hang on a second, Dad,” I said. I quickly got up and pulled on a pair of boxers. Opening the door I stepped out into the hall. “Hey, Dad.”

“Vincent. Is that Kylie I heard in there?”

“Uh… yeah.”

My dad sighed. “Vincent-” he began.

“Wait, Dad. It’s not what you think. Her Dad was drinking and he tried to hit her tonight.”

My dad’s voice turned to ice. “Oh, he did, did he?”

“Yeah. I’m her only friend here and she wants to stay here tonight.”

Dad considered this. “Alright. I’ll explain it to your mother. She can stay tonight, but you’ll have to sleep on the couch.”

“What? Why?”

“Because she’s a girl and you’re a boy, Vincent.”

“Yeah, but we’re just friends, Dad. How about if she takes my bed and I sleep on the floor? I don’t think it would be good for her to be alone tonight.”

Much to my surprise, my dad seemed to buy it. He let out a faint sigh. “Alright, but you keep the door open, ok?”

“Ok.”

“Let me talk with her for a moment.”

“Alright.”

I stood aside and let my dad into the room. He walked over to the bed and put his hand on the back of Kylie’s head.

“You doing ok, Kylie?”

“Sort of. I’m sorry for just coming over here like this. Please don’t be mad at Vincent.”

“I’m not mad at anyone, Kylie,” my dad said in soothing tones. “Don’t worry. You can stay here tonight and you can sleep in Vincent’s bed. He’ll use his sleeping back and sleep on the floor.”

“Oh… ok.”

After hearing my dad mention my sleeping bag, I’d dug it out from the closet, wishing that I didn’t have Pokémon on it. I took a pillow from the bed and spread it all out onto the floor.

“Alright,” my dad said. “I’ll leave the door open. You kids get some sleep, ok?” he said in strong tones.

“Yes, Dad.”

“Thank you for letting me stay here tonight,” Kylie said.

“It’s not a problem, dear. You just get some rest.” Dad nodded at us both, shut the door most of the way and walked back to the bedroom he and Mom shared, the floorboards creaking as he walked.

“I’m really sorry, Vincent. I didn’t want you to get into trouble or anything.”

“I’m not in trouble. My dad’s pretty cool.”

“Yeah… I wish mine was…”

I reached up to hug her. I had no idea what to say.

“Vincent?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you come and lay up here with me for a bit?”

“But my dad said-”

“You can get back onto the bag before you go to sleep. But right now, I want to have you next to me for a bit, ok?”

“Ok.”

She sat up and started undressing. I took the cue and pulled off my boxers, carefully setting them next to my sleeping bag. Now naked as she was, I climbed into bed with her, feeling her body snuggle up against mine.

“I’m really glad I have you for a friend, Vincent.”

“I’m glad I have you, too,” I whispered, running my fingers through her hair as she let her head rest on my shoulder. Her heart was beating fast against me. I was scared my Dad might come back into the room, but I figured I’d hear the sounds of the floorboards creaking before he got here.

I wanted to just hold Kylie, to be a good friend to her and everything, but the sensation of her naked body rubbing against me as we laid there face-to-face was way too much stimulation and my penis got hard pretty much instantly.

Kylie wiggled against it and giggled softly. “That thing never gets tired, does it?”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered back. “I can’t really control it.”

“It’s ok… you wanna Do It for a bit?”

“With my mom and dad just down the hall?”

“We can be quiet.” She got an odd look on her face that I could barely see in the light coming from the window. “I just need to feel you inside me for a while.”

“Ok.”

Kylie rolled onto her back. I got on top of her and slowly guided my penis into her vagina. I’d become very good at that during the last few days. It was very easy to get good at something you really liked doing.

“Oh, yes,” she whispered. “Oh, I needed you so much, Vincent…”

“I’m glad I could be here for you,” I whispered back.

We fucked in silence after that. I wasn’t trying to cum, really. I just wanted to make her and me both feel really good, so I was fucking her as slowly as I could get away with. That also kept it quieter. I really didn’t want to think about what might happen if my parents caught me having sex with Kylie.

“Oh, yes… oh, that feels so nice…” Kylie whispered.

“Cool…” I said softly, giving her a little kiss, pumping her slowly and tenderly.

“Oh… oh… that’s so… ooooh… oooooh…” Suddenly she held me very, very tight and clenched her teeth, trying not to make any noise. I felt her vagina grab hard and fast at my penis as her whole body trembled and shook under me.

I wasn’t sure what had just happened, but whatever it was, it was enough to push me over the edge. I closed my eyes and let the orgasm wash over me, my sperm blasting up into Kylie’s vagina. As the pleasure subsided I thought I’d heard a noise out in the hall, but as I kept myself perfectly still and quiet, I couldn’t hear it again.

Rattled a little I pulled out of Kylie and whispered, “I should get back to my sleeping bag.”

“Ok,” she replied quietly, a little out of breath.

Once I was back down there and had put on my boxers I whispered to her, “What happened? You know, when I was fucking you?”

“Oh… I had an orgasm…” She smiled a little tiredly. “I never had one before when I was being fucked by a boy.”

“Cool,” I said, happy and confused at the same time. Happy cause I’d done something the vaunted Ross and Brian hadn’t, but confused cause I hadn’t known girls even had orgasms.

“Vincent?” Kylie’s tired, sleepy voice came down to me.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

My heart skipped a beat. “I love you, too.”

Kylie’s hand came down from the bed. I took it in my hand and held her until I drifted off to sleep.

* * *

The next morning was very busy. We got up late, and went downstairs to have breakfast with my parents. After we were done eating, Mom took Kylie out for a ride. She said she wanted to talk with her and figure out what to do about her father.

As for my father, he said to me, after Kylie and Mom had left, “Vincent? Come into the living room. We need to talk.”

My heart sank. The sound I’d heard last night hadn’t been my imagination. “Ok, Dad,” I said, hoping that I was wrong.

Once we were in the living room, Dad sat me down on the couch and sat himself in his favorite chair.

“Vincent… we need to discuss something.”

“Ok.”

Dad took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Have you and Kylie been having sex?”

A thousand lies approached my mouth, but all were doused before they were uttered. Sighing a little I said in a quiet voice, “Yes…”

Dad sucked in another deep breath and nodded. “I see. How long has this been happening?”

“Uh… for like the last few days.”

“So basically from the first day you met her?”

“Yeah.”

Dad looked up at the ceiling. “I feel the need to be precise here. When I say ’sex’ I mean have you been putting your penis into her vagina?”

“Yes.”

“Ah. I thought that was what I was hearing last night, but I wasn’t sure.”

I hung my head. “I’m sorry, Dad.”

He shook his head. “You don’t need to be sorry, not really. Sex is very normal. I lost my virginity back when I was not too much older than you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“I thought you and Mom didn’t meet until you were in college.”

My dad laughed long and loud. “Oh, son… believe it or not, I had sex with women before your mother.”

I was mildly ill at the thought of even my mom and dad having sex with each other, much less with anyone else. “Ew,” was what I managed to say.
Dad simply chuckled.

“So you’re not mad at me?”

Dad sobered up. “I’m mad at you for having sex with her last night, I’m mad at you for having sex period, but, well, it is a normal sort of thing.” He shrugged. “I just wish you’d waited until later. At least until you were an age with the word ‘teen’ at the end of it.”

“Sorry.”

“Was it your idea to start having sex?”

I shook my head. “No, it was hers. She’d had sex with the boys who had lived here before.”

“Oh. Is she the only girl you’ve done it with?”

“Yeah.” I took a deep breath of my own. “And I’m really sorry about doing it with her last night. But she seemed really sad and she said she wanted me to snuggle with her and make her feel better and then she asked if I would have sex with her and then we did,” I said in a rush.

My dad nodded. “Well… at least you were doing the right thing by trying to help your friend through a tough time.” He looked at me sharply all of a sudden. “Have you been using protection?”

“What?” I asked, puzzled.

“Protection,” he repeated. “So that she doesn’t get pregnant?”

“Pregnant?” I asked in shock.

“Yes. That’s what usually happens when people have sex.”

I was stunned. “I never even thought about it. You mean Kylie might be pregnant?” I started to panic a little.

“Calm down, calm down. She’s probably not. She’s probably not even had her first period yet. But it is possible.”

“Oh, god,” I said, feeling a little sick.

“Not to be indelicate, but are you making sperm yet?”

“Yeah…”

“I see… well…” Dad sighed and stood up. “Wait here.” He left and came back a minute or two later. I spent the entire time worrying. “Here.” Dad tossed a small box onto my lap.

I opened it up to see a set of small, foil squares. “What are these?”

“Condoms. You know what they are?”

I picked up one of the squares and looked at it. “No?”

Dad sighed. “You unroll them onto your penis before… before you…” He took a deep breath. “Before you have sex with Kylie. It will keep your sperm from reaching her eggs and making her pregnant.”

“Oh…”

“Yes. After you’re… well, done… you pull out, take it off and toss it into the trash. Always use a new one each time.”

My mind was turning over. “So… it’s ok for me to have sex with her as long as I use these?”

Dad sighed yet again. “I’m a realist, Vincent. I know that if I tell you not to have sex with her, you’ll sneak out of the house and find a way. It’s not really ok if you have sex with her, but I doubt you could stop if you wanted to. So if you DO have sex with her, PLEASE use some of these condoms, ok? If you need more, just let me know and I’ll buy them.”

“So if she stays over again, can we both sleep in my bed?”

Dad waved a hand. “One thing at a time, one thing at a time. We don’t even know what’s going to happen with her and her father today.”

“Oh, right.” I got depressed. “Dad? Kylie’s a really nice girl. Why would anyone want to hit her, especially her father?”

Dad shook his head. “I don’t know, son. Drink does strange things to a man. I understand her mother is dead, so he’s having to raise her by himself. I’m sure he’s very lonely and has god only knows what demons inside him. What he did was bad, but that doesn’t make him a bad man. Try not to judge him.”

“I’ll remember that, Dad.” These were the wisest words my father ever said to me and I did my best to remember them and live by them for the rest of my life. “If her Dad keeps drinking and trying to hit her, can she live with us?”

“One thing at a time, please, Vincent!”

“Sorry, sorry. I just really like her a lot, Dad.”

Dad sighed and came over to join me on the couch. He put an arm around my shoulders. “I know, Vincent. I know. We’ll see what we can do, ok?”

“Ok.” I thought for a moment. “Dad?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for, you know, not yelling at me or anything.”

Dad laughed a little. “You know how my dad found out I was having sex?”

“How?”

“He walked in on me and my girlfriend having sex on the couch. Then he exploded. THAT was not a pretty sight, let me tell you. He calmed down a little, but, boy, did he scare Alicia. We never really saw each other again after that.” He gave me a hard look. “Believe me, I wanted to burst into there and tell you two to knock it off, but I knew that wouldn’t help anything.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Oh, hey, Dad?”

“Yes?”

“Are you going to tell Mom? You know… about me and Kylie?”

Dad laughed. “I think your mother probably already knows. She’s suspected for the last couple days. I actually had a bet with her and thanks to you, I have to go to see the ballet out in Omaha next month.”

“Oh, sorry.” I blushed.

The rest of the day was really, really tense for me. I was on pins and needles waiting for Mom to come back home and really hoping that she had Kylie with her. Those hopes were dashed when she finally showed up at around dinner time, looking very tired.

She walked in, gave my father a hug. He said, “We’re going to the ballet honey.” My mother snorted and walked over to me.

“You ok, Vincent?”

“Yeah, Mom. Where’s Kylie?”

“I took her home.”

“Oh.”

“I assume your father has already talked with you about certain… activities?”

“Huh?”

“Yes, I have,” my Dad put in.

“Alright. Then I won’t say anything more about it.”

“But Mom… why did you take Kylie home? I mean, after what her dad did?”

My mother sat down. “I talked with her father. I think he’s very truly sorry for what he did. I also made it clear to him that if he tries anything like that with her ever again, he’d regret it.”

“But why couldn’t she just stay here with us?”

“Kylie belongs with her family, Vincent.”

“But she’s my friend!”

My mom sighed. “I know you really care about her. You can still be friends with her, but she cannot stay here with us. That’s final.”

I knew that tone. There wasn’t any argument at this point. “Alright.”

“Good.” She held up a bag from the KFC out in town. “I brought us some dinner. Let’s all eat.”

Dinner was a little tense and, for me, kind of sad. I know that I would probably see Kylie tomorrow, but I was worried about her in the meantime. She was a really cool person and I really loved her and I worried that her dad might try to hit her again or something. In the end there wasn’t really anything for me to do. I just had to suck it up and deal with it.

I slept very fitfully that night. I was still concerned about Kylie and I kept hoping she’d come to knock on my window. Every time I heard even the faintest sound from outside, I thought it might be her coming to be with me.

No such luck. Eventually I drifted off to full sleep, not waking until morning.

* * *

The next day I was a big ball of worry. Kylie didn’t come by all day and didn’t call or anything. I was scared something might have happened to her. I kept bugging Mom and Dad to let me go visit her, but no dice. I just barely managed to get to sleep that night.

But the next morning, at just after nine, my heart leapt with joy as I woke up to the sound of a gentle tapping at my bedroom window. I pulled it open to reveal Kylie’s smiling face.

“Hey, Vincent.”

“Kylie!” I said, unbelievably relieved. I leaned through the window to hug her.

“Careful there,” she said. “You don’t want to fall out. Let me come in.”

“Sure!” I moved back so that Kylie could get in. Once she was inside she sat on my bed with me and we kissed for a few moments.

“Thanks for letting me stay here the other night,” she said.

“You’re welcome. I couldn’t send you away, you know.”

“I know. But still.”

“Yeah. Where were you last night?”

“My dad took me out to Omaha. We went and had dinner and saw a movie. He felt really bad about the other night. He said he’s going to join AA.”

“That’s good. I felt really bad about him… you know… trying to hit you.”

Kylie nodded. “You’re not the only one.”

We sat there just looking at each other for a bit. Slowly I said, “Sooo… you wanna have sex?”

“Maybe in a bit. Can we just snuggle for a while, though?”

“Sure.” I pulled back my blanket for Kylie as she started getting undressed. Once she was naked she got in bed with me. We laid there facing each other and hugging. I gave her a kiss.

“You mom knew we were having sex,” Kylie said as one of her hands drifted down my back to rest right above my ass.

“Yeah, my dad thought we were, too.”

“What did he say to you about it?”

I gently caressed one of Kylie’s breasts and said, “He told me that he didn’t like it, he thought we should have waited and that we shouldn’t be doing it. He also gave me a little lecture about not getting you pregnant.”

Kylie nodded. “Your mom kind of said the same stuff. She wanted to know if I’d started my periods yet, but I haven’t so she said we were probably ok but that we should be careful in the future.”

A horrible thought occurred to me. “Did she tell your dad?”

“No, she didn’t.”
“Thank god,” I said, relaxing.

Kylie squeezed my butt and giggled. “What did your dad say about… you know… pregnancy?”

“He gave me some condoms. He said that if I need any more to ask him.”

“Condoms? Do you still have them?”

“Yeah.” I rolled over and reached down under the bed, pulling out the small box. I took out a foil-packed condom and handed it to Kylie, laying on my back next to her.

She turned it over in her hands. “So what do you do with it?”

“I’m not really sure.”

“Well, put it on so we can have sex.”

That was the best motivation I’d ever heard of! I tore open the packet, revealing a small, round bit of something rubbery. It was rolled up, and as I unrolled it a little, it was pretty obvious what I was supposed to do with it.

“I think it goes on my penis,” I said.

Kylie nodded. “Well, put it on.”

I held the condom against my penis and slowly rolled it down until it was completely on me. It felt weird, and there was another problem.

“I don’t think it’s going to stay on.” It was way too loose for me. Either it was too big or my penis was too small. I preferred to think it was the condom that was the problem.

“Well, let’s try it anyhow.”

“Ok.” I got between Kylie’s legs, holding the condom onto my penis with my hand. I lined up and penetrated her easily. It didn’t feel nearly as good as it did without the condom, but it still felt better than masturbating.

Once I pulled my hand off the small tube of latex and tried to move, however, there was an immediate problem. My penis slid right out of the condom, leaving it still inside Kylie’s vagina.

“Shit,” I said. “It came off.”

“Try it again.”

I took the condom out of Kylie and put it back onto me. Once it was as secure as it was likely to get, I pushed back inside her. But as soon as I started fucking, I slid right out of it again.

“This isn’t working,” I said in annoyance.

“Just leave it off, then.”

I looked at Kylie. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Your mom said that since I haven’t started my periods yet, I probably can’t get pregnant.”

“Well, if you’re sure,” I said without any real effort to convince her otherwise.

“I’m sure.”

“Ok.” I held my penis against her vagina and then slid up inside, pleased at how much better it felt without the condom. “Oh, that’s so much better,” I whispered to her.

“Yeah…”

It was another unhurried session of sex. We were both heading towards orgasms and we knew it, but it wasn’t that important. What was important was just being together. Being friends. Being lovers. Me inside her, her under me.

Kylie and I made love all day. We had sex mostly in my bedroom, but we also tried it once in the shower and once in the living room, giggling at how naughty we were being by fucking on the couch. Each time we had sex, I made sure to open a condom up and throw it in the trash. I figured that way if my dad checked, he’d think we were using them.

In retrospect we should have found a way to do so. Three months after Kylie and I started having sex, she noticed that she seemed to be getting a little fat and had started throwing up in the morning. When I told my mom about this she went into instant panic mode. We got Kylie away from her house and took her to a doctor in Omaha where he confirmed she was pregnant. We found out the day of my thirteenth birthday. When my dad found out and asked me about the condoms he’d been buying, I explained to him the problem we’d had. He rolled his eyes and that was when I learned that condoms came in different sizes. Ooops.

Kylie’s dad went berserk when he heard she was pregnant and at first we all thought he was going to start drinking again. Instead he sat down with my dad and mom and they all talked. It was finally decided that until she gave birth (we’d decided against abortion), Kylie would stay with us, sleeping in my room with me. It was nice sleeping with her every night. It was like we were married. We even still had sex fairly often, right up until about a month before she was supposed to have the baby.

Eight months after the testing, one week before her own thirteenth birthday, Kylie gave birth to our son. It wasn’t an easy birth. The doctor had to perform a c-section and because of that, Kylie wouldn’t be able to get pregnant ever again.

A week after she gave birth, Kylie moved back to her dad’s house with our baby. I made sure to go over and visit as much as I could. Her father was kind of a jerk to me at first, but eventually he calmed down and we all started to get along ok.

Kylie and I both still managed to stay in school despite the problems and all the jokes from our classmates. Some of the other kid’s parents raised a fuss, but there wasn’t much they could do. It WAS kind of weird when, for a while, Kylie, myself and our son were all going to the same school (he started kindergarten in our senior year and there was only one school in the area for everyone), but we dealt with it ok.

After graduation, Kylie and I got married. We moved into our own house in Omaha and we’ve been living there ever since. It’s been ten years now since we first had sex. We still do it as often as we can. We still love each other and our son.

Life might throw you a few surprises as you go down the road. I hadn’t expected to get laid at twelve or to be a father at thirteen. The best you can do is just stay the course and hope things turn out alright. I have a son I love and I wife I love. Turns out Nebraska wasn’t so boring after all.

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. Aren’t skater boys just about the sexiest things on the planet? I think so.

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Zane’s Audience

Bi, First Time, Gay, Straight, Teens |

November 3, 2008

Zane’s Audience
By
Alex Hawk

I turned over in bed and looked at Jordan, my boyfriend. He was so cute, and I knew I was damn lucky to have him there with me. I reached up and brushed a lock of his blond hair away from his face. He was so pretty.

And I knew that, beyond being lucky to have him as my boyfriend, I was REALLY lucky to have parents who were understanding. They not only knew I was gay, but they knew Jordan and I were a couple AND they didn’t mind him sleeping over, even though they surely knew we were having sex. A great deal for two fifteen-year-old gay boys!

Jordan’s eyes opened and he smiled at me. “Hey.”

“Hey.” I kissed him on the nose.

Jordan giggled. “Good morning.”

“Likewise.”

Jordan rolled onto his side and pressed his body against mine, our stiff penises rubbing together as he kissed me tenderly on the mouth.

“Ack!” I pulled away. “Not yet! I haven’t brushed my teeth!”

“Oh, so that’s my cum I’m tasting, Zane?” he asked with a grin.

I smiled again. “Yeah, I suppose.”

Jordan reached behind me to cup my ass. “So you wanna fuck before school?”

I looked over at the clock. “I want to, but I don’t think we’ve got time. We gotta get dressed to catch the bus.”

Jordan sighed and rolled over, his hard penis tenting up the sheet that covered our nude bodies. “Oh, must we? Can’t we just ditch class?”

“To hang around all day in bed fucking our brains out?” I asked, putting a hand out to stroke my boyfriend’s shaved, hairless penis.

“Yeah!”

“No.” I let go and got out of bed, my own equally shaved erection bobbing as I moved. “Sorry, dude. We can meet up after school, though.”

“Bah. Alright, fine.” Jordan stood up and walked over to me, hugging me tight from behind and pressing his penis against my ass as he moved his other hand around to stroke me a little. “You’d better put out after school.”

I laughed. “Yeah, yeah, bitch. Get dressed.”

“Alright.” Jordan walked over and made a point of bending down to pick up his boxers. As I eyed his ass from behind I let out a little sigh.

“Stay right like you are.”

“Oh? Why?”

I reached over and picked up the bottle of lube I kept by the bed. “I guess we DO have time for a quickie.”

Jordan laughed. “What if I don’t want one now?”

“Then you’d best say so right away.” I squirted some of the lube onto my hand and rubbed it all over my penis, then worked some up into Jordan’s ass.

“Oh, well, hmmm… I just don’t know…”

I pressed my penis against Jordan’s tight ass, feeling his muscles relax and yield as I sank all the way into him with a happy little moan.

“Aaaaah… yeah, that I like,” Jordan whispered, reaching between his legs to masturbate as I began slowly fucking him.

There was a knock on the door that I knew was, blessedly, locked. The voice of my fourteen-year-old sister, Amy, rang out. “Hey, Zane! Jordan! Stop screwing and get downstairs! We’re gonna miss the bus!”

“Be right there!” I said, not breaking the rhythm of my thrusts into my boyfriend’s wonderful body. “How quick can you cum?” I asked Jordan.

“With your dick in me? Oh… pretty quick…”

“Ok.”

I began fucking Jordan in earnest now, pound him good and hard, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh ringing out through the bedroom as we made love. Jordan wasn’t the first boy I’d had sex with, though I was the first with him, but he was, without a doubt, the best.

It only took me about five minutes before Jordan started to cum. The reaction of his body as he climaxed with me still inside him was enough to push me over the edge, and moments later I was filling his body with my sperm.

The instant I was done cumming, I pulled out of Jordan and the two of us set a record in cleaning up, getting dressed, grabbing our things and getting the hell out of the bedroom as we ran full speed down to the bus stop, only barely getting there before the bus pulled away.

What a start to the morning!

* * *

A couple days went past. Jordan wasn’t able to get time to come and visit, which sucked. We made out a little at school, when we could, partly cause we liked it and partly to annoy people. Being completely “out” really had it’s good points. Meantime, I knew that when the weekend rolled around, I knew I’d be able to look forward to having Jordan stay the night again, and having as much sex than I could possibly stand.

On Thursday night, as everyone in the house was getting ready for bed, there was a knock at my door.

“Who is it?”

“Amy.”

I blinked. What did she want?

“What do you want?”

“Can I come in?”

I walked over and unlocked the door, letting my sister step inside the room. She had a strange look on her face.

“What’s up?”

“Well… there’s something I wanted to ask you about… and you gotta promise not to, like, go all ape on me or anything like that, ok?”

“For asking a question?” I raised an eyebrow. “Well, ok. I promise.”

“Well…” She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and looked really, really awkward. “Ok. It’s about you and Jordan.”

“What about us?” I grinned. “The noise keeping you up at night?”

Amy rolled her eyes. “no.

“Then what?”

“Well… you know how I’ve had a crush on Jordan for a long time?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Well… ok… so… I know he’s gay and I’ll never get to… you know… with him. But I was wondering…”

She trailed off and was silent for so long I’d wondered if she was ever going to get to her point.

“Ok.” Amy took a deep breath. “I was wondering if I could… watch…”

“Watch?” I wrinkled my nose. “Watch WHAT?”

“Watch you… and Jordan… you know… do… it… with each other…” Amy said, as she turned bright, bright red.

“Do… whoa!” I held up my hands. “Wait a second. You wanna see me and Jordan have sex with each other?”

“Well… yeah. I mean, Jordan’s really hot and since I’ll never get to do anything with him, I just wanna… at least… watch. Besides, I’ve never even seen a guy naked before, so it’ll be educational to me.”

I was more than a little creeped out by the idea of my sister watching me and my boyfriend having sex. But there was one part of me that was, at least a little bit, turned on by the notion. I mean, I’d always been something of an exhibitionist, which was part of why Jordan and I always made out at school. But there was a difference between that and letting my sister see me get laid.

Unable to make up my mind, I decided to stall for time. “Ok. Well… let me talk with Jordan about it and we’ll see what he says, ok?”

“Ok. If he says yes, will you say yes, too?”

I sighed. “I don’t know.”

Amy looked abashed. “Oh. Well. Ok. Just let me know.”

“Ok.”

I avoided Amy after that.

But on Friday, when Jordan came over, and we were in my bedroom talking, I heard Amy coming home and remembered what I’d talked with her about. I didn’t want to discuss it with Jordan, but I’d said that I would, and knowing my sister she’d ask him about it, so I figured I’d best get it out of the way.

“So… Jordan?”

“Yes, dear?”

I sighed. “Amy asked me something weird yesterday.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. She wants to…” I took a deep breath. “Well… she wants to watch us.”

“Watch us?”

“Yeah. Watch us.”

“Watch us… do what?”

I sighed again. “Watch us… have sex.”

Jordan looked at me with a stunned expression. Then he laughed. “She… she wants to watch us… fuck? Oh, my god!” He started laughing even louder, almost falling off the bed.

“Yeah.”

“Oh, god, that’s hilarious!”

“Oh, yeah, right. Hilarious. Yes. My sister wants to see me having sex with my boyfriend. Oh, great fun.” I rolled my eyes.

Jordan sat up, his laughter getting back under control. “Ok. Well… god. Weird.”

“Yeah.”

“So what’d you tell her?”

“I said I’d ask you,” I replied with a shrug.

“What? Why didn’t you just say no?”

“Because.”

“What kind of answer is that?”

“Look, I told her I’d ask you, ok? What do you think?”

Jordan was quiet for a bit. “Well… what do YOU think?”

I shrugged. “I dunno. I mean… yeah, it’d be really weird having sex in front of my sister, but, well, you know how I am. I’m an exhibitionist. You are, too. So…” I shrugged again.

“Well, ok, dude, but it’s not MY sister,” Jordan pointed out. “Why does she want to see us fucking, anyhow?”

“She has a major crush on you and figures this is the closest she’ll get to sex with you.”

Jordan laughed. “Yeah, you got that right! Girls… ew.”

“Yeah, I know.” I looked at my boyfriend. “So… what do you want to do?”

He shrugged. “I don’t care, I guess. I mean, it’s not really a big deal. You know how I like to show off and you do, too, so… If you want to, I’m in.”

“You’re going to leave it up to me?”

“Yeah.”

I thought about it for a little longer, aware of my throbbing hard on.. “Well,” I began, slowly. “I guess… it’s not like it’s a really big deal. And she’ll haunt us until we say yes, anyhow.”

“That’s probably true.”

I shrugged. “Ok. I guess I’ll tell her it’s on.”

“Cool.”

“So when you think we should do this?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well… our parents will be out tonight. Maybe tonight?”

Jordan shrugged. “Sounds cool, Zane.”

“Ok.” I stood up, a little awkwardly. “I’m gonna go talk with Amy. I’ll be right back.”

“Alright. I’ll practice a little on ‘Halo’ so that I can kick your ass when you return, and then fuck your ass later.”

“Bitch.”

I left my bedroom and went down the hall to Amy’s room, knocking on the door. She opened it.

“Oh, hey, Zane.”

“Hey.” I took a deep breath. “Ok.”

“Ok? Ok, what?” she asked, blinking. Then, “OH! Ok for me to watch?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh!” Amy smiled widely. “Cool!”

“Yeah. We’re thinking that, later tonight, after Mom and Dad are gone, you can come to my bedroom and… well, see what we do.”

“Ok, cool.”

“Well… I guess I’ll see you then.”

I wandered away from my sister’s room and back to my bedroom where I spent a tense couple hours hanging with Jordan and playing “Halo”. I kept wanting sex with him, but he kept resisting, saying we needed to provide a good show. I was leery, but having committed to the idea, I couldn’t really argue.

Finally our parents left and not more than about five minutes later, my sister knocked on the bedroom door. Looking at Jordan I said, “Well… are you ready?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.” I stood up and let Amy in. “Hey.”

“Hey, Zane. Hey, Jordan,” my sister said, smiling at my boyfriend.

“Hi, Amy.”

I shut and locked the door, though I wasn’t sure why. Then I sat down on the bed next to Jordan.

“So what do you want to see us do?” Jordan asked.

Amy shrugged. “Everything, I guess.”

“You ever see a guy naked before or anything?” he asked.

“No,” said Amy with a shake of her head.

“Well, you’re going to tonight!” Jordan said, cheerfully. Then, before I could reply, he turned towards me and started kissing me.

I said nothing in reply, but simply started kissing back, feeling Jordan’s tongue probing into my mouth as I put my arms around his beautiful body and pulled him down so that we were laying together on the bed. Out of the corner of my eye I looked over to see Amy staring at us, an unreadable look on her face.

Jordan began grinding against me as we made out. I could feel his hard penis pressing against my thigh as we moved together. I always liked that sensation. I also liked seeing my boy without his shirt, so I put my hands on the hem and lifted it up off his body. He responded by pulling mine off and we resumed our necking.

Now that we were half naked, I glanced at my sister again. She seemed to mostly be looking at Jordan’s chest, but I saw, or I thought I saw, her checking me out a little, too. It was an odd sensation, knowing my sister was checking me out, but not a bad one.

Jordan whispered to me, “Time for the fun!”, and began kissing a trail down my neck and onto my chest. I knew his destination and it was a happy one. Sure enough, he moved his face all the way down to my pants, where he unzipped them, reached inside them and into my underwear, pulling out my hard penis. My boyfriend gave it a couple licks and then slowly lowered his mouth around it.

“Oh, wow,” whispered Amy. “I… I didn’t know anyone really did that!”

“Yeah,” I said with a grin. I was vaguely aware that my penis was the first one my sister had ever seen.

Jordan began pulling my pants down as he sucked on my penis and soon I was completely nude. He ran his hands from my waist up to my chest and onto my face, then slowly back down again, stroking me slightly while he blew me. It was wonderful!

I pulled Jordan up and kissed him again, then rolled him over and laid him down on my bed, kissing my way down his body just as he had done with me. When I reached his pants, I copied him again, unzipping them, extracting his penis and, after making sure my sister got a good look at it, lowering my mouth onto it.

I loved, absolutely LOVED, feeling my boyfriend’s penis in my mouth! Giving blowjobs was one of the best things I did in bed. While I bobbed on him, I looked over at my sister, who had eyes fixed onto Jordan’s nearly nude body. She was shifting around a lot, obviously very turned on by watching us.

Jordan apparently noticed it to. “Enjoying the show, Amy?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Good.” Jordan pulled my face up and started kissing me, our nude bodies grinding together in pleasure as my boyfriend cupped my ass.

In a slightly strained voice, Amy said, “Uh… hey, guys?”

“Yeah?” I asked, looking over at her.

“Uh… do you guys mind if I… well… you know… while I watch… can I… you know… touch… myself?” My sister blushed.

“Uh…” I looked at Jordan.

“I don’t care.”

“Uhm… well… ok, sure. If you want.”

“Good. You guys are too hot.” Amy smiled and stood up. She unzipped and lowered her pants and underwear, leaving her nude from the waist down. I stared, seeing nothing but a thin patch of pubic hair. I knew little about the anatomy of girls, and clearly wasn’t going to learn anymore. Then Amy sat down and spread her legs a little. I got a brief glimpse of pinkness before her fingers went down to roam.

I turned my attention from the slightly fascinating image of my sister masturbating and back over to my boyfriend. Kissing him some more, I whispered, “Top or bottom?”

“Bottom,” he said, after a moment.

“Cool.” I looked at Amy. “Hand me the bottle on the desk there.”

She looked. “This one?”

“Yeah.”

She pulled her hand from between her legs, giving me a better view of what lay between them. There wasn’t anything I recognized. Just a little pink slit with a knob at the top. She grabbed hold of the bottle and tossed it at me before I could see anything else.

“Thanks.” I sat up and squirted some of the lube onto my penis, rubbing it all over. I then passed it down to Jordan, watching as he readied himself.

“Are you going to fuck him?” Amy asked.

“Oh, he’s gonna fuck me silly,” Jordan said with a grin.

“You bet I am.” I lined up my penis and pushed slowly into Jordan’s ass, letting out a little sigh of delight as I sank into him.

“Aaaah…” whimpered Jordan as he began masturbating. “Yeah!”

I held onto Jordan’s legs and slowly started moving inside him, my eyes closed in passionate delight as I fucked my boyfriend. God, it felt good inside him. It always did. If anyone was ever going to make me into a total top, it would be Jordan.

“Wow, this is so hot,” Amy said.

I looked at her and grinned. “Yeah.”

Amy licked her lips and moved off the chair. She came over and knelt down on the bed, holding her hand out towards Jordan’s penis.

“Can I…?”

Jordan looked at her, then me. He shrugged and let go of himself. “Ok.”

Amy reached out and took Jordan’s penis in her hand, stroking it slowly. “It’s warm…”

“Yeah,” was his reply.

Amy licked her lips again and then, in a copy of what I’d been doing earlier, wrapped her mouth around Jordan’s penis, bobbing her head somewhat awkwardly back and forth along the shaft.

“Oh… oh, Jesus!” whispered Jordan.

I had been fucking Jordan nice and slow, but now started going faster as I looked down, seeing my boyfriend’s penis in my sister’s mouth. It was one of the most erotic sights I’d ever laid eyes on, and it inspired me to fuck ever faster.

“Oh, oh, god…” Jordan moaned. “Oh… Amy… I’m gonna cum soon…”

Amy pulled her mouth off Jordan’s throbbing penis and stared at it like she wasn’t sure what to do. I quickly put my hand around it and began stroking. It wasn’t more than a few seconds before it began kicking in my hand as Jordan’s sperm blasted out all over his wonderful, nude body.

That was enough right there to make me cum. My penis began spasming inside my boyfriend’s wonderful ass as my sperm shot off into him, beginning a search for an egg they’d never find. At least, I hoped not.

Once Jordan and I were both done cumming, I pulled out of him and sat back down on the bed. He had this happy look on his face that I knew very well.

“THAT was incredible,” he said with a grin.

“Glad you liked it,” Amy said, blushing slightly. “I’d never done that before.”

“You did good. Not as good as Zane, but good.”

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, good. I give better head than my virgin sister. Thanks.”

Jordan giggled and sat up to kiss me. “Did you like it, Amy?”

“Yeah, it was fun. You look cute naked and stuff.”

“Oh, just me? What about Zane here?”

“Zane’s cute, too, I guess.”

“Wow, hey, don’t do me any favors,” I replied.

As Amy stuck her tongue out at me, Jordan said, “Ok. You need to get now. Zane and I have to clean up.”

“Ok.” Amy stood up and got herself dressed completely again. “Thanks, guys. I had fun.”

“Us, too,” Jordan said, as Amy left. I shut the door behind her.

“‘Us, too’,” I mocked. “Man. When you two gonna get married?”

“Oh, shut up, Zane. I was being nice.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

We took turns in the bathroom, getting ourselves cleaned up. When he was done, Jordan came back into the room and got into bed with me.

“So what did it feel like?” I asked finally.

“What, getting sucked while getting fucked?”

“Yeah.”

Jordan looked at me. “I’m surprised you didn’t know. Haven’t you ever done that before?”

I shook my head. “I’ve had a couple threeways, but none that included that.”

“Oh. Well… it felt…” Jordan grinned widely. “Ok, I’ll be honest. It was fucking great. Not as good as fucking you, but still pretty damn good.”

“Oh, ok.”

“You gotta try it sometime.”

I laughed. “Yeah. Right. Well, unless Amy slaps on a strap-on I don’t see that happening.”

“True.”

I snuggled a little closer to my boyfriend. “I kinda got turned on by her watching us,” I admitted. “And it was pretty hot watching her suck you.”

“Yeah, I liked it all, too. You wanna let her watch us again sometime?”

I shrugged. “Sure, if she wants to.”

“Cool.” Jordan turned over onto his side and started kissing me. I kissed back, feeling my penis harden and start to rub against his. I reached down under the blanket taking him in my hand and stroking him slowly.

“God, I love you,” I whispered.

“I love you, too, Zane.”

We kept kissing for a few minutes and then I said, “Hey.”

“What?”

“You wanna have me have Amy come back in here?”

Jordan looked at me. “Do you want her to?”

I shrugged. “We both liked having her watch us.”

“Yeah.” Jordan kissed me some more. “Ok.”

“Cool.”

Still nude, I got out of the bed and walked out into the hall, knocking on my sister’s door and saying, “Hey, Amy, it’s Zane.”
Amy opened the door and started to say something, then she saw my naked body and closed her mouth, blushing.

“Ah… hi, Zane. What’s… er… up?”

“Jordan and I are going to make love again. You wanna come watch some more?”

“Oh! Uh… sure, ok.”

She stepped out of her bedroom. She seemed to have ditched most of her clothing and was wearing a long t-shirt with, presumably, panties. No bra, though. I could tell that much. We walked together back to my bedroom where I found Jordan laying on top of the blankets playing with himself.

“Hey, Amy,” he said, grinning at her as she walked in.

“Hey.”

As my sister sat down, I got onto the bed with Jordan, kissing him and taking his penis in my hand as I laid down next to him.

“God, it’s hot watching you two,” Amy said with a little giggle.

“It’s hot having you watch us,” I replied.

“You can get naked, too, if you want,” added Jordan.

I gave him a little Look as Amy said, “You don’t mind?”

I shook my head. “No, it’s ok.”

“Well… ok.” She stood up and pulled her t-shirt off revealing that, yes, she wasn’t wearing any panties and, as I’d noticed, no bra.

I felt nothing in the way of arousal as I looked at my naked sister. Part of this was probably just because she was, in fact, my sister, but there was also the fact that she was a girl. I had no points of reference to her body. I could see her breasts and the triangle of hair between her legs, but nothing that I got turned on by, unlike when I saw a guy’s penis.

Jordan and I went back to making out with each other for a bit, then he pushed me onto my back and lowered his mouth down around my penis, sucking gently as he bobbed his head up and down on me.

“Ah… I have a wonderful boyfriend,” I said with a smile to Amy as I placed my hands on the back of Jordan’s head.

“Yeah, I see that,” she said, eyeing Jordan’s ass.

Eventually Jordan pulled himself off my penis and started kissing me again. I soon laid him on his back and put my mouth around his erection, savoring the taste and happy in the knowledge that I was making my boyfriend feel really good.

A minute or so after I started blowing Jordan, I aware of Amy moving down onto the bed. I looked up at her.

“May I join you?”

“Sure.”

I licked up one side of Jordan’s penis as my sister stuck out her tongue and ran it along the other side, eliciting some very happy noises from my boyfriend. I had to move very carefully, cause I didn’t want to be licking Amy’s tongue. It was a little awkward, but we managed for the most part, though I brushed against her a couple times. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be. After a bit I moved away from Jordan’s penis, leaving it to Amy as I moved back up his body and began kissing him while he jerked me off.

“This is fun,” he whispered after a bit. “I never thought having someone else around would be any good.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty sweet,” I conceded. “It was nice sharing your dick with Amy.”

“I liked it, too.”

“I’m pretty happy about it, too,” Amy put in. We all laughed.

Still keeping her hand on Jordan’s penis, Amy moved up towards us. “Can I kiss you?” she asked him.

Jordan shrugged. “Sure, if Zane doesn’t care

“Just go on the assumption I’m alright with all of it and I’ll speak up if I’m not,” I responded.

“Ok,” Amy said. She leaned forward and started kissing Jordan. I could see he was kissing her back, but it was pretty obvious he wasn’t enjoying with her as much as he had with me.

I put my hand around Jordan’s penis, holding it along side Amy’s as leaned down and joined my sister in kissing Jordan, not really caring at this point if we were touching tongues. Heck, it was basically like I was kissing them both, but I wasn’t letting it bother me. It was pretty sweet and I didn’t mind sharing like this. Then after a bit, Amy brushed my hand aside, stopped with the kissing and got on top of Jordan, resting her body full length against his.

I was too caught up in being able to make out with Jordan minus Amy to notice what was happening. I felt my sister moving around a little and then Jordan’s eyes widened in surprise and he moaned into my mouth. Unsure what had caused this, I turned my head and saw Amy sitting on Jordan’s crotch, his penis nowhere in sight, her legs on each side of his nude body.

My stomach did flip-flops as I moved around and looked behind Amy’s body. There my eyes confirmed what I’d suspected. Amy had lowered her fourteen-year-old virgin vagina down around Jordan’s fifteen-year-old virgin penis. I couldn’t see anything but a little of the shaft disappearing up into her body.
Slightly stunned I sat back, staring at the two of them. Jordan looked at me.

“Zane…? Am I…?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, god…”

Curious despite myself, I said, “What’s it like?”

“It… oh… like a blowjob only ten times better…”

I looked up at my sister with a slightly accusing expression on my face. She had the good grace to look embarrassed.

“I’m sorry, Zane… I just wanted to see what it’d be like…”

“It’s alright,” I grumbled. “I just wish you’d warned us before hand.”

Jordan put his hands on Amy’s hips and started pushing up slowly up into her. “Oh… wow, this does feel good,” he mumbled. Then he looked at me. “Still better with you, though…”

“Glad to hear it.” I looked back to where my boyfriend’s penis vanished up into my sister’s vagina. I could see him moving in and out of her just a little. Figuring that I’d better not let her have all the fun, I leaned down and stuck my tongue out, running it along the exposed part of the shaft. It tasted a LOT different than normal, though not bad, really. A couple times my tongue brushed against my sister’s labia, but I tried to ignore that. I was determined to make him feel better than any girl could.

“Oh… oh, that feels even better,” Jordan whispered.

I moved back to watch as my boyfriend moved his penis back and forth inside my sister’s vagina. A wave of jealousy swept over me. Not because someone else was making him feel good, but because it was in a way that I could never mimic. Tiring of that, I moved back up to Jordan’s face and started kissing him as he and Amy fucked, wondering in the back of my mind if she’d get him off.

I had my answer not long after that. Jordan’s thrusts into my sister increased in speed and then he began moaning. I moved back down to where their bodies merged and saw his penis pulsing as he climaxed inside Amy’s vagina. It was certainly a cool thing to watch, and I found myself wondering how it felt. Oh, well. I’d never find out, so who cared?

After Jordan was done cumming, Amy lifted off him, a little of his sperm dripping out her vagina as she laid down on my bed. I moved back up and gave my boyfriend a kiss as he came down from his first orgasm with a girl.

“So how was it?” I asked after a bit.

“It was… really different,” Jordan replied after a bit of thought. He turned to look at Amy. “Was it ok for you?”

“Oh, yes.” She smiled. “It was everything I’d hoped for!”

“Cool.”

Amy sat up and grabbed her t-shirt. “I’m going to go clean up. I’ll see you guys in the morning.”

“Bye.”

“Bye,” I said, then got up to lock the door once Amy was gone. I rejoined Jordan on the bed. “So was it really good?”

He shrugged. “It was decent. Not as good as fucking you, but it was ok.”

“Well, good,” I said with a smile. “I’d hate to think I couldn’t compete against a girl.”

“Oh, fear not.” Jordan kissed me. “I gotta go clean up.”

“Ok.”

I laid back, stroking my penis as I watched my boyfriend walk to the bathroom. I couldn’t believe I’d just watched him fucking a girl. Not just any girl, but my sister. God, it made me horny as the image replayed in my mind. Since I still hadn’t cum, I let that image and my hand carry me to an orgasm that I finished just as Jordan came back into the room.

“Oh, finished without me, eh?” Jordan asked, walking over and kissing me as I wiped up.

“Yeah.” I gave him a slap on the ass as he got back into bed with me. “So how’s it feel not to be a virgin anymore?”

Jordan smiled. “As far I’m concerned, I lost my virginity that first night with you.”

“Aw.” I smiled back and kissed him again. “So sweet.”

“Yeah.”

We got under the blankets and snuggled together. “Good night, Jordan.”

“Good night, Zane. Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

I turned out the lights and we slowly drifted to sleep.

Over the next few months Jordan and I often had sex in front of Amy. She didn’t always join in, but sometimes she did, riding Jordan or orgasm or laying on her back while he fucked her. A couple times I tried fucking him while he did her, but that was awkward and hard to manage.

I never did anything with my sister, despite what some might hope. The closest she and I ever came to sex was when she gave me a blowjob while Jordan fucked me. He was right about how good it felt, but I couldn’t get past the fact that it was not only with a girl but with my sister, too.

In the fullness of time we stopped having our little threeways, but Amy and Jordan, who never paid attention to birth control, were blessed with what you might call a little souvenir, who they named Brad. It’s kind of nice being an uncle to my boyfriend’s child. A little creepy in some ways, but not bad overall.

Jordan and I kept up our exhibitionist activities and when we turned 18 we turned that into a living, both going into porn together. We took our money from that and went into college and now both make a decent living.

We don’t have a happy ending, but we do at least have a happy continuum.

END

Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. What zany comments will appear at the end of my stories in 2006? Tune in to find out!
So, yes, believe it or not I actually wrote a story with incest themes but no real incest! BE SHOCKED!

Thanks for reading, kids!

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