Part one It was the third of September, the memorable day this all started. After I changed into something more comfortable, I headed upstairs toward the pool deck. I couldn’t immediately find the girls. And since I had been downstairs for almost an hour, they could have been anywhere. I had to remind myself that I wasn’t their camp counselor and didn’t need to watch them every minute. That’s when I heard their voices outside on the pool deck. Relieved that they were making themselves at home, I went to check on them. They had been swimming and were now emerging from the pool, their bodies dripping wet.
“Fuck me…” I mumbled under my breath.
The two bikini-clad preteens, with their glistening bodies, struck a nerve inside I never knew I had. But I didn’t want to have this particular nerve! These girls were about to turn thirteen, damn it! And they were family.
Sarah was wearing a red bikini, which matched her blonde hair perfectly. It hid everything nicely from view and was decent enough for a girl her age, but it did manage to accentuate her curves nicely. Sandra’s bikini was denim blue with a bit of purple around its edges. It was a bit skimpier than Sara’s, but she could still go to a public pool with it without gathering too much attention.
I acted like it was the most normal thing in the world for me to be around two scantily dressed preteen girls, and I did my best not to stare. I liked looking at women. I enjoyed beautiful women! But these two weren’t women yet; they were girls. They were probably oblivious to how they looked and what their effect on men could be. I didn’t need to gawk over them. No! I needed to help them and learn how to deal with their maturing bodies.
“Hi, Uncle Ronald!” Sarah said with a smile, “Your pool is amazing!”
“Yeah…” Sandra added, “But I’m so wet…”
Wait… what? What did she just say? I cleared my throat and rubbed the back of my head as I was looking for words.
“That’s the whole meaning of a pool, you dummy,” Sarah giggled.
“Uhm… yeah…” I tried, “water is wet, you know?”
“Jeez! I was just kidding,” Sandra said with mock annoyance as she wrung out her hair. “I’m looking for a towel.”
I breathed a sigh of relief and tossed her a freakin’ towel. Both girls dried themselves as I did my best not to look at their young breasts that were hidden by the small bikini tops. Their low-riding bottoms hugged their developing curves magnificently, and their bronzed skin showed no signs of any tan line either. I quickly needed to find something to do. Otherwise, I’d be busted looking at their bodies, and my life would be over. Okay, maybe not over, but I’d have a lot of explaining to do. So, I started checking on one of the umbrellas and made sure it was… well… still an umbrella…
I turned around and saw that she was holding out a bottle of sunscreen in her hand. Yikes! They wanted me to apply that all over them? While a growing part of me was all in favor of that idea, a wiser part wasn’t sure about how good of an idea it was. I mean, I’ve done that for leggy models in this very spot, but for these two….? I tried distracting them by saying, “Please! Call me Ronald or Ron! That whole ‘Uncle’ stuff makes me feel old and saggy.”
“Okay, Un- Ronald. Would you mind helping us with our backs?”
“Yeah, please…” Sarah added as she lay down on her belly on one of the chaise lounges, “But you don’t look saggy to us, Ron!”
“No, not at all,” Sandra said as she handed me the sunscreen and lay down herself. “You’re quite handsome, actually.”
I didn’t know what to say or do. If I didn’t know any better, these two girls were hitting on me pretty heavily. But this was probably me, reading into something that wasn’t there, combined with the fact that I hadn’t gotten laid in almost a month. And there was no harm in applying sunscreen, was there?
“Alright! Who’s first?” I asked, trying to be as casual as possible.
“Do me,” Sandra said.
Oh, fuck… I had to stop hearing these things in my adult mind…
She was lying closest to me, so I knelt beside her chair and squeezed some of the milky-white sunscreen onto my hand. Rubbing them together, I glanced down at her. She had turned her head towards me, wearing a warm yet mischievous smile.
As I reached out to apply the sunscreen to her shoulders, my hands trembled slightly. It felt a bit ridiculous—I was simply assisting her with something practical, nothing remotely intimate. Parents do this for their kids all the time. Nevertheless, I continued without dwelling on it, making sure to keep my touches purely platonic.
As I worked the sunscreen into her shoulders and back, I avoided any accidental brushes near sensitive areas. I wouldn’t accidentally want to touch some side boob or anything even remotely close. When I reached the top of her bikini bottom, she remarked with a playful tone, “You’ve got strong hands, Unc- Ronald!”
“Thanks,” I replied, feeling stupid for getting nervous about this. I grabbed the bottle of sunscreen, moved over to Sarah, and said as confidently as I could, “Your turn.”
It was the same routine with Sarah. But when I was at her lower back, she surprised me by untying her top and pulling the back strings out of the way.
“Can you please do that bit again? I don’t wanna get sunburned there.”
I swallowed when I looked at her bare back. It was really no different than it was a second ago, but with having that string untied… oh boy… I manned up and said, “Sure!” and rubbed her entire back again. I was trying to be as casual about this as I could, but my dick betrayed me when I felt it started to grow in my pants.
“There you go,” I said and oozed down on the spare chair next to Sarah.
“Why don’t you take off your shirt and chill a bit with us?” Sarah asked as she fixed her top and tied it back together again.
She was spot on. I really needed to unwind. I was currently wearing a white, short-sleeved shirt and loose-fitting khaki shorts, casual enough for me to chill with the girls. I knew I wasn’t bad to look at. Several other women had complimented me on my abs and pecs. I was far from buff but maybe even further from a typical dad-bod. This might have something to do with the fact that I wasn’t a dad and actually had time to work out. So I casually shrugged, slipped off my shirt, kicked off my boat shoes, and settled down beside my nieces on one of the chaise lounges. We engaged in some light conversation, and with each passing moment, I found myself sinking deeper into relaxation, basking in the warmth of the sun and the joy of my nieces’ company. I started thinking about how I had gotten into this unusual situation.
* * *
I had just wrapped up a Teams meeting with my financial advisors when my phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen, I let out a deep sigh. It was my sister calling, and history told me it wasn’t going to be good news.
“Hey, Laura,” I greeted with forced cheerfulness, attempting to conceal my annoyance.
“Hi, Ronald.”
Uh-oh. When she went for the full name, trouble was brewing. Judging by her tone, it was trouble with a capital T.
“I just got a call from Lisa. And believe it or not, she just announced her divorce too!” Laura said, a hint of amusement in her voice.
“Really…”
Not exactly breaking news. I didn’t see my sisters that much, but each time I did, I was amazed at how cold their marital relationships seemed. Lisa’s marriage had been on life support for ages, and Laura’s own divorce last month had practically telegraphed her twin’s imminent split.
Ever since I was a boy, my younger twin sisters have always copied each other’s actions. As identical twins, they considered it their prerogative. From the moment I first laid my eyes on them, I knew I was in trouble. They were four years younger than me, infinitely annoying, and had gotten themselves in trouble more than I can remember. I had to pull them out of a couple of tight spots numerous times.
“Yeah…” Laura continued, “She finally had the guts to tell that douchebag to go fuck himself.”
“Okay…”
I kept my responses short, a strategy I’d learned over the years to avoid putting my foot in it. Laura was clearly on a roll, and I had no desire to interrupt her venting session.
“So, as we were talking about that shitty husband of hers, we decided that we deserved a break.”
In typical drama queen fashion, she paused for effect. I simply said, “A break…”
“A break, yes! We were both married for thirteen years, and we think it’s time for us to party!”
“To party… Right. You do realize you’re thirty-six, and it’s a bit sad when divorced women your age start hitting the clubs?”
“We don’t care, Ron. We need to let off some steam, period.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I asked. It was obvious that something was up. She never calls me just to complain. She does that with Lisa. No, she wanted something.
After another dramatic pause, she dropped the bomb, “Because Lisa and I think it’s a good idea that you look after the girls for a while…”
“What!? No way! I’m swamped over here, and—”
“Bullshit! And you know it! We all think it’s good for Sarah and Sandra to see how a normal male role model behaves. And I know it’s a bit unsettling, but we think you’re the closest thing to a normal male for them.”
“But… I don’t have a clue how to babysit two eight-year-olds!”
“They’re twelve, almost thirteen, Ron…” Lisa corrected me. “They practically look after themselves. You’re just there to make sure they eat and won’t accidentally set the house on fire. I… we… well… We think it’s good if you guys reconnect. It’s good for you, too, you know?”
I sighed audibly, but after another short break, Laura dropped another bomb, “And it’s only going to be for a week.”
“A whole week?” I exclaimed.
“Don’t be a pussy, Ronald. It’ll be over before you know it. Trust me.”
I knew I was cornered, but I wasn’t about to surrender without a fight. “I… I can’t! I’ve got—”
My sister cut through my feeble protests, “We’ll drop the Esses off tomorrow morning so we can catch our flight in time. Make sure you’re ready.”
I paused for a second, feeling deflated, and said, “I’ll ask Maria to prepare two bedrooms.”
“You’re the best, Ron! See you tomorrow!”
“Whatever.”
I hung up, feeling defeated. Why did my sisters still have this much power over me? Sure, I liked my nieces, but babysitting was not on my agenda. Yet, as I contemplated the impending chaos to my life, Laura’s words stuck, and a small part of me looked forward to actually reconnecting with the girls. And I did feel a bit guilty for keeping them at a distance. Granted, their husbands had something to do with that. Actually, quite a lot, if I was honest. But they were still my sisters, and I was the one who always blew them off with some lame excuse. Maybe this was the start of reconnecting with them. Who knows.
My sisters did everything together. When Lisa had her first real boyfriend at fourteen, Laura had one a week later. Laura announced her marriage about a decade later, so Lisa announced hers six weeks after that. When Laura was pregnant, it only took Lisa a month to proudly announce her own pregnancy. As a result of this, my nieces were born four and a half weeks apart from each other. When the kids were together, which was nearly all of the time, people always asked if they were twins since they looked and dressed almost identically. And since both their names started with an S, the nickname ‘The Esses’ was born soon enough.
But the last time I saw them, they were about to turn nine, and now they were almost thirteen. I knew I wasn’t the best uncle in the world, and I felt a bit guilty for not seeing them as much as I wanted, as I didn’t have any children myself. So, the idea of looking after them now wasn’t as bad as I wanted Laura to believe. I actually looked forward to spending some time with them, but I didn’t want Laura or Lisa to know this.
However, my life had changed significantly since I last saw them. I had developed an early AI and ML model that caught the attention of big tech. When one of them came knocking to buy this tech, I initially refused their offer – and it was a generous offer! But I just knew I could do better. So, after almost another year of tweaking and tinkering, I had the feeling it was done and ready to conquer the world.
I realized I couldn’t market this alone. And I knew this would be a difficult task. As I was talking to a friend about this, by some miracle, the planets aligned, and I received the most important phone call of my life.
Another big tech company had been following me for a while and was highly interested in my project. And they made me an offer I just couldn’t refuse. I’d be filthy rich overnight, and I’d also get a decent percentage of stocks from that firm. Best of all, I could keep using my tech to further develop stuff I’d find interesting, and we’d renegotiate the terms if I would produce something interesting enough.
After I received the payment, I bought a vast piece of land near the ocean. On this land, there was an old, abandoned bomb shelter, lots of woods, but also a small, private beach. Steep cliffs surrounded my private beach, so I could work on my laptop while lounging in the sun and looking at the ocean without being disturbed by anyone. I hired an architect to build me a house on the cliff with lots of windows and natural light so I could see both the sea and the woods from up there.
This house turned out even better than I’d envisioned. It had a massive basement carved into the rocks, which I’d transformed into my workshop, seamlessly connected to the bomb shelter through a series of tunnels. It had a cozy movie theater that could fit a small group of people. A spacious outdoor and indoor pool that appeared to blend into the cliff, creating the illusion of diving straight into the ocean. And, of course, a generous living room, a fully equipped kitchen, and an oversized garage for my other passion: sports cars. I’d automated everything with AI and smart tools, but I’d also brought on some staff to lend a hand. Being a forty-year-old single man in a house this big was both liberating and suffocating.
My hair had recently turned more into a salt-and-pepper-colored bush. Thankfully, it was still a full and lush bush of hair. Despite working mainly behind a desk, I’ve always had the intrinsic motivation to stay fit. Before I struck it big with my software, I used to hit the gym at least three times a week. Now, with my own gym at home, I worked out almost daily. Good genes helped, but I never aimed to be buff. I didn’t want a dad-bod, but I wasn’t aiming for huge muscles either. I was fit, especially for my age, and proud of the shape I was in.
Enter Maria, my housekeeper. She was a pretty woman, and despite my attempts at flirting, she politely turned me down, revealing she was a lesbian. Initially disappointed, I considered letting her go, but our dynamic turned out to be perfect. We share a more roommate-like relationship than the typical boss-employee setup, with no underlying tension. It’s a powerful bond that transcends the professional.
But I liked to be alone. My sisters always teased me for being a hermit, but living alone in this spacious mansion feels like paradise to me. Sure, there was a brief stint when I lived the playboy life, cruising into town in my flashy sports cars, picking up one or two beautiful women to indulge in a night of passion at my mansion. Threesomes and foursomes weren’t uncommon, but every departure left me feeling like a sleaze and downright miserable.
Maria was always frank with me, and after another night of endless sex where she’d find me on the couch in my underwear looking like shit, she confronted me and asked, “Why do you put yourself through this, Ron?”
“Do what?”
“You’re pretending to be someone you’re not.”
“I’m not trying…”
“Yes, you are. Admit it. You’re a loner. You don’t need people. Just embrace it and keep a small circle of friends. That’s all you need!”
“I… I don’t…”
“Think about it,” Maria advised before walking away.
Maria was something else. Despite not being on my payroll for that long, she could read me like an open book and never shied away from telling it like it was. The more I reflected on it, the more I had to admit it. She was right! I loved being alone! Society had this misguided notion that solitude was a sad state and that people should pity those labeled as loners. But truth be told, I could go for weeks without a soul around, and I’d still be in high spirits.
Once I fully embraced this realization, my life settled back into a comfortable routine. Sure, I’d venture out occasionally, but the days of bringing a woman home were now more like a once-a-month thing rather than the nightly extravaganzas of the past. And you know what? I loved it! Maria’s company was enjoyable, and Hank, my groundskeeper, was a hilarious guy who always found a way to have fun with me. So, yeah, life was good.
And then, there was this impending disruption. Two young girls about to turn my peaceful haven into a playground. I gave Maria a mission: go out and stock up on board games, coloring books, and anything else that might entertain little kids. She gave me a curious look and shrugged but ultimately went ahead and did as I asked.
When she returned, I knew we needed to have a difficult conversation. Maria had requested a two-week vacation to Hawaii with her girlfriend Anna, and Maria was planning to propose to her during the trip. But I couldn’t manage the girls on my own; I needed Maria’s help. My heart sank when I heard her open the front door.
“What’s up, Ron?” Maria asked, noticing my expression.
“Can you sit down, please?”
“Did I do something wrong?”
“No! No… it’s just that…” I sighed deeply, “I can’t manage the girls on my own for a whole week. I know it’s short notice, but my sisters…”
“So… I can’t go on vacation?” Maria interrupted.
“It’s… uhm… I don’t think so, no. I’m really sorry, Maria, but I just can’t.”
“Well… fuck,” she muttered, leaning back in her chair, looking defeated.
“I promise I’ll make it up to you, and I’ll cover all the cancellation costs. But I really need your help right now.”
After a moment of silence, Maria stared into the distance, then stood up and looked me in the eyes. “Okay. But you have to promise to listen to me and not be stubborn. I practically raised my sister and little brother, so I know what I’m doing.”
“Deal!” I said, feeling immensely relieved.
I chuckled at how she stood with her hand on her hip, like a true diva. I stood up to give Maria a firm hug.
She quickly broke the hug and said, “I’ll go and call Anna. Not sure how she’s going to take this.”
“Good luck! I’ll call the travel agency and cancel everything. If you need anything, just let me know!”
Maria grabbed her purse and handed me all the information I needed to cancel everything. It was the least I could do, and I felt grateful and relieved that she was willing to stay and help me out.
“But don’t think I’ll forget this,” Maria said, her eyes flashing with intensity. “I’m helping you because you’re a nice guy, and I don’t want to lose this job. But I’m furioso about all this.”
“I understand,” I replied, knowing her well enough not to push back at that moment.
“It’s always me,” she continued angrily. “You don’t ask Hank to come back from his vacation.”
“That’s different, and you know it,” I said carefully.
Her anger seemed to simmer down a bit. The fire in her eyes softened as she looked at me and said, “I know. But it’s just…”
“I get it. And you have every right to be angry with me. But I promise I will make it up to you!”
“I know you will.”
With that, she turned and walked away from me. I had never seen her so upset before, and for a moment, I feared she might resign. Thankfully, her fiery Mexican temperament didn’t completely take over at that moment.
“What are you looking at?” I asked, a bit snarky, as I noticed a guy staring at me from the bar. The man seemed like a typical hillbilly, so full of himself that he resembled a cartoon version of him. Despite his attempt to undress me with his eyes, I was here just to get hammered with my roommate and best friend, Gemma, and had no interest in him. However, when I checked on Gemma, I found her in a corner, kissing a guy whose hands roamed over her body. Great!
Gemma and I often went out together, and it wasn’t unusual for us to end the night separately, each going home with someone. Since I was twenty-five and she was a year older, we felt free to do as we pleased and had no problems doing so. We even ended up in bed together after a wild night, but we both agreed that we enjoyed the company of hot guys a lot more.
Finding attractive guys on a Saturday night like this wasn’t a challenge for us. We basically looked the same. Firm C-cup boobs that we loved to accentuate with loads of cleavage, smooth muscular bellies, and tight asses showcased in either tight jeans or short skirts. The only difference was Gemma’s blonde hair compared to my dark-brown locks. Currently, my hair cascaded in loose curls around my shoulders, though during the day, I usually wore it in a ponytail.
The hillbilly, who had been eyeing me, walked over. I sighed deeply, not in the mood to reject another guy, when I noticed someone else checking me out. He appeared a bit younger, and I even doubted if he was allowed to drink yet.
However, he looked amazing standing there. He was tall, blonde, had piercing blue eyes, and a tight white T-shirt showcasing his muscular chest and bronzed skin. I winked at him and put my hair behind my ear, signaling my interest. He responded with a warm smile, and I knew I had him hooked.
“Hi. I have to ask you… Are you a parking ticket? Because you’ve got FINE written all over you,” the guy who was eyeing me earlier said as he got close to me.
I looked at him as he checked me out from top to bottom. He looked at me as if I was a piece of meat, his face smug about his opening line. I opened my mouth to tell him to go fuck himself when the guy in the white T-shirt appeared.
“Really, dude? You think that kind of cheesy line will work on such a beautiful lady?”
“I… uhm…” the hillbilly stammered.
“Wanna dance?” the guy in the white T-shirt asked, extending his hand.
“Love to!”
We hit the dance floor, dancing for a few minutes before finding ourselves talking at one end of the room.
“I’m Steve,” he said, smiling broadly, and asked, “You want some pickup lines?”
I shook my head, but he didn’t wait for an answer. With a massive grin on his face, he began. “If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put ‘U’ and ‘I’ together.”
“Oh boy…” I said, laughing loudly.
“Don’t worry. There’s more where that came from,” he chuckled, “Like… Well, here I am. What are your other two wishes?”
“Jesus…”
“Are you a magician? Because when I’m looking at you, you make everyone else disappear!”
“Stop it!” I laughed.
“I think your father is a thief! He stole two stars from heaven and put them in your beautiful eyes.”
He continued with pickup lines as if I wasn’t even there, a straight face intact. By now, I was laughing loudly and playfully slapped his chest.
“I’m not usually religious, but when I saw you, I knew you were the answer to my prayers.”
“I mean it! Stop it!” I said and kept my hand on his chest, enjoying the feeling of his muscular pecs under my fingers.
“I didn’t think anyone would actually use these lines anymore. That guy apparently didn’t get the memo.”
I wiped a tear from my eye and said, “Guess not. Thanks for saving me. I’m Carol.”
This was the start of a fantastic evening. We drank some drinks. Well… we drank a lot, actually. I learned that, according to his fake ID, Steve was twenty-one. But he actually was only nineteen. This put me off at first because I never went to bed with a guy this young.
But the more we talked and drank, the more attractive he became. He was sophisticated, funny, well-dressed, and simply looked like a young Adonis. I lay my hand on his jeans as we started kissing and slowly moved it toward his crotch. He didn’t object, and when I cupped the bulge in his pants, I was surprised by how well-endowed he felt.
“Wanna go to my place?” I asked, feeling the urge to get him inside me and ride his cock like a cowgirl.
“Sorry! I can’t,” he said, noticing my disappointment. “But we can go to my place if you want.”
“You’ve got your own place?”
“Well… not exactly. I still live with my parents. And my little brother is home alone now. I promised my dad that I’d watch him.”
“Oh…” I said, looking disappointed again.
“Don’t worry. He’s twelve and won’t bother us. I promise! And I think we can have a lot of fun together.”
He leaned in, nibbling on the sensitive spot under my ear, his hand moving up over my leg and under my skirt. The moment his fingers brushed over the laced front of my tiny string and his teeth gently scraped my neck, I was a goner.
“Let’s go,” I hoarsely said.
Steve ordered an Uber, and we headed out. As we stood outside waiting, I checked my phone and saw Gemma had sent me a text saying she was at our apartment with the guy she had met earlier. During the ride, Steve couldn’t keep his hands off me. I wasn’t a prude, but seeing the driver’s eyes constantly checking us out in the rear-view mirror was a bit of a turn-off. Despite that, I didn’t mind him squeezing my boobs every now and then.
We stopped at a huge mansion in a part of town I rarely visited since it was reserved for the wealthy. After my recent unemployment, I had even fewer reasons to be there.
As we walked toward the front door, I was amazed by the fantastic house Steve lived in. Okay, it was his father’s house, but still. It was modern, white with black accents, and the way the lights made it stand out in the night gave it a ‘fuck you, we’re loaded!’ vibe.
In the living room, the table in front of the TV was littered with a half-full pizza box, empty soda bottles, ice cream packages, and other stuff I couldn’t make out. But before I could take a good look at it, Steve was all over me.
As we went up to his room, I was stunned by how big this place was. But Steve was very good at keeping me occupied, so before I knew it, we were inside his room. I didn’t waste any time and dropped to my knees. After I unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, I sucked in a breath.
Inside his white Calvin Klein boxers, a monster tented out the fabric. I couldn’t wait to see it, so I pulled the black waistband forward and freed his hard cock. It stood at a forty-five-degree angle from his hairless groin, and the seven, probably eight inches of throbbing meat was something I’d only seen in porn so far.
It was the first time I had sex with a guy who’d shaved himself. Somehow, this turned me on even more. I’d always thought it would feel like having sex with a little boy, but now that I looked at this massive cock on a hairless groin, I felt a tremble inside my cunt. I didn’t waste any more time, licked my lips, and eagerly went down on his massive pole.
It turned out that he knew how to use his tool! After I sucked him off for a while, cramping my jaws in the process, he entered me. Thankfully, he did it with care because I haven’t felt this stretched before. But once he started going, he was like the energizer rabbit. He came quickly, which he later blamed on my more than excellent blowjob. But after he came, he stayed hard and just kept on going.
We fucked for almost an hour, but after he came for the third time, it was over. I only managed one orgasm during this fucking frenzy, and that was when he went down on me. He was just too big for me to really push me over the edge. But maybe the alcohol had something to do with that, too.
“You’re staying the night?” Steve asked as he lay down next to me.
“If you don’t mind…”
“Of course not.”
We pulled up the thin bedsheets, each on our own side of the bed. Steve yawned loudly, and before I knew it, I was out like a light.
* * *
“Steve?”
I opened my eyes, and it took me a moment to realize where I was. Steve was lying to my right with his back toward me and didn’t move.
“Steve?”
I lifted my head and looked at the door. There, in the dim hallway light, was a smaller copy of the guy who was lying next to me. He was standing there in just his bright-green boxer briefs, looking helplessly into the room.
“Get lost, Bri,” Steve grumbled next to me.
“But…”
The boy sniffed and looked so vulnerable as he stood there. But at the same time, I couldn’t help myself and let my eyes roam over his boyish body. I liked how his hairless body almost radiated in the hallway lights. This only lasted for the lesser half of a second, but I couldn’t deny it happened.
“I had a bad dream, and… my tummy hurts,” he softly said and sniffed again, “can I sleep with you?”
Steve didn’t respond, and I heard his breathing deepen, and he was asleep again.
“Well, that’s a dick move,” I thought to myself.
The boy shifted his weight from one foot to the other and was about to turn around. I was completely naked under the sheets, so I hesitated for a moment. But looking at his smooth, tight body and the thought of feeling it next to me triggered something inside. I didn’t want to admit it, but I found this young boy extremely interesting. And I blamed my motherly instincts for wanting to comfort him.
So, right before he turned around, I whispered, “Hey, kid! You can come over here if you want.”
His face lit up, and he strained his neck to see who I was. After a couple of seconds, he stepped into the room, tiptoed around the bed, and stood next to me. My eyes landed briefly on his crotch, and I was impressed by the bulge in his underwear. What was wrong with me? This was a freaking kid!
“Who are you?” he asked softly.
“I’m Carol. A friend of your brother. Who are you?”
“I’m Brian,” he said, and a sly smile spread across his face, which was an odd contrast with his puffy eyes.
“Lemme scoot over so you can get in.”
I turned to my left side so my back was toward Steve’s. I moved back a little and lifted the sheet a bit as an invitation for Brian to get in. I was careful to not lift it too high. He caught on and crawled into the bed with his back toward me. I draped my arm over his midsection and kissed his hair. He smelled like a mix of popcorn and axe body spray, which brought a smile to my face.
He scooted backward so his back was pressed against my front and chuckled. I felt my hard nipples press against his shoulder blades, but surprisingly, it didn’t bother me one bit.
“You’re naked,” he whispered secretively as if he told me something he wasn’t allowed to know.
“Yeah… didn’t bring my PJ’s with me.”
“Did you do… sexy stuff together?”
“That’s kind of a personal question,” I said and stroked the soft skin on his chest, “but, yeah. We did.”
“I thought so. I heard you guys earlier. Wha- OW!”
He cramped up and pushed his body firmer against mine. I felt sorry for the kid and tried soothing him by kissing him on his cheek.
“It’s my tummy…” he whined.
My hand moved down from his chest to rub him over his belly. Feeling his soft, velvety skin under my fingertips was something I’ve never felt before. Usually, there’d be hairs down there one way or the other, but this boy’s skin was as smooth as a baby’s ass. Feeling his developing muscles was a weird contrast, but I absolutely loved how it felt.
“Better?” I asked as I gently rubbed over his belly.
“I guess…”
“What’s wrong with your tummy?” I asked after gently rubbing it for a while.
“Dunno.”
“Did you eat too much ice cream, maybe?”
“Maybe…”
“Probably…” I chuckled.
“Steve lets me eat what I want as long as I don’t tell Mom or Dad.”
“I see. And where are your parents?”
“Mom is at a tennis tournament somewhere in Florida with her teacher. And Dad is on another business trip with his secretary.”
Oh wow! It can’t be more cliché than this. Filthy-rich parents pretending to be married but screwing around as much as they want. And their kids need to figure it out on their own. I felt sorry for the boy lying in front of me.
“Steve was supposed to watch me, but I don’t need a babysitter anymore. Had my birthday last month, and now I’m already twelve, you know?”
“I see. You’re a big boy”. I can tell.”
“Yeah… He does this all the time. Every Saturday evening, he buys me pizza and stuff so he can go out and find a girlfriend. He usually does…” Brian said and giggled as I put a finger in his belly button, ”Usually not as nice as you, by the way.”
It didn’t bother me one bit that Steve slept around like this. I did precisely the same, and we both knew what was happening here.
We were quiet for a few moments. As I rubbed his soft belly, an evil little voice whispered inside my head. It was wondering if this sweet boy was this soft and smooth everywhere… I dismissed this thought at first, but it just kept coming back, no matter how hard I pushed it away.
As if my hand had a mind of its own, it moved down and brushed the skin right along the elastic waistband of his boxers. I didn’t know what it was, but I just had to know. My fingers moved to the side of his little body, and right below his hipbone, his boxers had a tiny bit of space between his skin.
“How’s your tummy?” I whispered.
“A little better.”
I slid my fingers under the elastic waistband and moved them toward his front. They were still just under the waistband, but I wanted to see how he reacted to this.
I loved how his silky-smooth skin felt under my fingertips, and I whispered a soft “Good” into his ears.
“Yeah. Your fingers feel really good.”
As he said this, I slowly moved them down and rubbed my fingers in the same circular motion over his skin, just as I did on his tummy. I hoped this would keep up the pretense of helping him as I was aiming for my goal.
Further and further down I went. By now, I must be low enough to feel something, but he was still completely bare. The circles I was making with my fingers were smaller now, and a tingle shot through my pussy as I realized I was rubbing the pubic area of a twelve-year-old boy. I never knew I wanted this, but as I went down this path, I was amazed at how excited I was.
My heart was beating in my throat, and my pussy was slippery as hell by now. I was still a bit sore from being pounded by Steve’s big cock, but this quickly got to the background as my excitement grew.
When I accidentally brushed against the base of his boydick, he softly sucked in a breath. I didn’t want to overstay my welcome here or scare him off, so I moved a bit upwards again and whispered a soft, “Sorry.”
“It’s okay. This feels nice.”
I needed to divert the attention away, so I asked, “What was your dream about? I heard it helps to talk about your dreams.”
“Two big spiders were chasing me down an old house. Then I ran outside, and the garden was one big graveyard,” he whispered and took a deep breath.
“Sounds scary,” I said and kept making small circles with my fingers over his bare pubes.
“As I was running towards the gate, zombies came crawling out of the graves. I kept on running, but I tripped. And that’s when the zombies got to me. One of them bit me in my neck, and that’s when I woke up.”
“Poor boy… Think you can sleep now?” I asked and kept on moving my fingers around.
“I guess so…”
“Let’s try and get some sleep then, okay?” I said, kissing him on his ear and keeping my fingers inside his underwear.
“I was afraid you’d send me away…”
“Of course not. You can stay with me for the rest of the night.”
“You’re cool…”
“You too,” I chuckled.
I got comfortable, but I kept my hand where it was. I could relax my arm since my fingers were held in place by the elastic waistband. I felt the warmth of his young body against me, his soft, hairless skin under my fingers, and I knew, deep down, that I had tapped into some deep, hidden desires I never consciously realized I had.
His body relaxed in my arms, and his breathing deepened. I squeezed my legs together to release some of the building pressure and felt the long night and alcohol pushing me down to the land of the sleeping.
“Maybe it’s just the alcohol,” was the final, comforting thought thatshot through me right before I drifted off.
* * *
I felt a hand on my shoulder and movement behind me. I was still lying there with the twelve-year-old boy pressed against my naked body with my hand inside his underwear. But when a muscular chest pressed against my back, I felt a bit of panic.
“Hey,” Steve whispered, “I see you met Brian. Would you mind looking after him for a couple of hours?”
I turned my head to look at him and must’ve looked confused.
“He’s a good kid, but I’ve… I’ve got somewhere I need to be,” he said and showed his phone to somehow make his point.
“Uhm…” I mumbled, still half-sleeping but already excited to be alone with him.
“I’ll pay you!” he blurted, pressing his lower body against mine, “One way or the other…”
His seductive smile did nothing to me now. Last night, it had gotten me instantly wet, but seeing it now and feeling his soft, massive dick against my back, did absolutely nothing. I was feeling tired and wanted him to leave as quickly as possible, so I whispered, “Sure. No problem.”
“Thanks! You’re a lifesaver, uhm…”
“It’s Carol.”
“Thanks, Carol! Later.”
He gave me a kiss on my cheek and got out of bed. He was moving fast, and I figured it must be something important. In my arms, Brian slept like a baby and didn’t even flinch as the bed shook.
But I was instantly awake when I felt something brush against my fingers. It was a very brief contact, but a touch that made my pussy quiver. This was his little stiffie! And it was incredibly close to my fingers!
Now, I was fighting a mental battle about what to do. The sensible part of me told me I should pull my hand out of his undies. But the naughty part of me had to know what he felt like in the dick department. And that’s when I felt it touch my finger again.
I didn’t know what it was that pushed me over the edge. I was well aware that it was a million kinds of wrong to touch the dickie of a barely twelve-year-old boy. But somehow, it was different with this boy. At least, that’s what I told myself.
Ever so carefully, I moved my fingers upward. Almost immediately, I touched the skin of his shaft. The radiant heat coming from it wasn’t at all different from a grown man’s dick. I softly traced my fingers around the shaft so I could touch the underside and size him up properly. As I did this, I had goosebumps all over my body, and my pussy was instantly sopping wet again. But I didn’t care. I had a goal.
Once I had my fingers on the underside of his stiffie, I moved them down towards his balls. When I felt his dick move inside his body and his sack started, I stopped moving down. It was difficult to move further down without moving my body and wake him. And I wasn’t here for his little balls. I wanted to feel what he was packing.
I took a breath to steady my nerves and moved my fingers. My thumb and index finger were at each side of his shaft, and my middle finger was in the middle. I didn’t know what to expect when I started sliding upward. Two, maybe three inches of throbbing boy meat?
I slowly moved my fingers, savoring every piece of him and careful not to wake him. My pussy contracted sharply when it really dawned on me what I was doing. The moment I reached his cut glans, I realized he was big. It was probably four, four-and-a-half inches without his cock head. He was made from the same gene pool as his massively hung brother, so it shouldn’t be a surprise. But this only added to the youthful sexiness this boy oozed.
I was careful around his glans because this was his most sensitive spot, and I definitely didn’t want to wake him and explain what I was doing. But there was just one more thing I had to know. So, I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and gripped it. I was only touching it and careful not to squeeze or stimulate it in any way. I was surprised by its slenderness. Because of his brother’s monster between his legs, I had expected the same here. But he clearly had some growing to do in the girth department. I didn’t care. I fucking loved his long, slender cock in my fist. And at that moment, I didn’t care that it belonged to a young boy.
This soft, sexy body in my arms had unlocked a part of me that I knew had always been there but hidden deeply away in the crypts of my core. I had just pushed it away every time it roared its ugly head. But the smooth, shaven body of his brother and this young adolescent sexiness in my arms were just too much. It had blown off the lid from this part of my soul, and it would never get back on. There was no more denying. I loved boys!
This epiphany didn’t upset me as much as I expected. I had always known. I was just too chicken to accept this fact. But now that I did, I didn’t know what to do with it. Should I jack him? Should I wake him and let him fuck my brain out? Should I do nothing and hope my feelings will go down eventually?
After giving it some thought, I figured it was probably best to do nothing. My female body was a weapon here. This boy was probably curious about girls and women, and I would use that to my advantage. It was best to let him set the pace here. But this didn’t mean I had to let go of his hard boydick! If he’d wake up and have a problem with it, I could always say it happened in my sleep and get away with it.
I figured I might try and get some sleep. Not that I’d be able to sleep like this, but there was no harm in trying. I gave it a gentle squeeze, and it tried twitching in my fist. He didn’t move a muscle, and I smiled broadly. I couldn’t control myself and did it again with the same result.
I resisted the temptation to do more and settled in again despite knowing it was probably useless.
* * *
I was startled by the movement next to me. My arm was still draped over Brian’s body, and my hand was on his hip now. My underarm was on his pubic bone, but I couldn’t feel his dick. I panicked for a moment. Did he wake up with my fist around his stiffie? But since he was still living here and not squirming away from me, I was probably okay.
He softly chuckled. I could hardly hear it, but I felt his body shake a little as he did. I fluttered my eyes and opened them. Seeing his angelic, Adonis-like face in the golden morning light made my heart melt instantly. His eyes were locked on my chest, and he didn’t even realize I was awake.
Inside his underwear, there was movement. As he was checking out my boobs, he grew hard. Before long, I felt him press against my underarm. I didn’t move and made sure to feel as much of his boner as possible.
When he chuckled again, I asked, “What’s up?”
“Your boobs are showing.”
“So?” I asked and moved my body a bit so my arms weren’t in the way anymore, and he could see them better. As I did this, my hand rested right on his boner. But he was so focused on my tits that he didn’t even notice.
“I’ve never seen boobs before.”
“You can look. I don’t mind.”
“They’re cool.”
“Thanks!” I said, hesitated for a moment, and said, “You can touch them if you want.”
“Really?” he asked, and his face lit up.
His boner twitched violently under my fingers, but he didn’t seem to notice. Because my hand was touching him in its entirety, I could size him up even more accurately. One thing was clear. He was big for his tiny frame!
Reluctantly, I lifted my hand from his underwear-clad boner and turned to my back to give him all the access he needed. I smiled warmly at him as he looked nervously at me. He extended his hand, and I saw it was shaking a bit, which was adorably cute. But the moment his hand touched my right boob and he squeezed it softly, all the cuteness was gone. The electricity that shot through me went from the back of my spine straight into my sopping wet cunt.
This pubescent boy feeling me up was incredibly sexy, naughty, and forbidden at the same time. I absolutely loved it and wanted nothing more than to keep this up.
But Brian didn’t need encouragement. He was bold enough to fondle my boob and switch to the other one without me urging him on. He started toying with my rock-hard nipple, squeezing it gently. I let out a soft moan as he did this, and he looked worriedly at me.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No. Not at all!” I said, smiling warmly at him, “This feels really good.”
“You’re so soft…” he whispered to no one in particular and continued feeling me up.
I loved what he was doing to me. But I was so horned up by now that I wanted to take this a step further. So, with my foot, I started sliding down the bedsheet. Brian didn’t notice and just kept squeezing my boobs. I glanced down, seeing I was lying there completely naked now without the sheet covering me. He was lying there in his bright green boxers, with an unmistakable tent inside.
As if he snapped out of a trance, he looked down at my body and whispered, “WOW!”
“If you want to, you can also touch me there. I don’t mind,” I said as casually as possible.
He swallowed audibly, nodded, and moved his hands over my belly toward my pussy. He didn’t take it slowly. He had a goal, and he wanted it now. But his fingers felt electric on my skin, nevertheless.
“You’ve got hairs down there,” he said as he brushed his fingers over the top of my neatly trimmed Brazilian.
“Yeah,” my trembling voice managed to croak.
I was having a hard time keeping it together as this small Adonis explored my most intimate parts.
“Steve doesn’t have hairs,” he said, his hands going lower and lower, exploring every inch between my legs, “he shaves it.”
“I grpg-“ I groaned as he brushed over my lips. I cleared my throat and calmed my nerves. “I know. I noticed last night.”
“Right…”
After a couple of moments, he perked up, lifted his head to look at me, and excitedly asked, “Hey! I’ve got a couple of hairs now. Wanna see?”
Did I want to see? Really?! This adorable innocence was new to me, but it reminded me he was still just a boy.
“I’d love to!” I answered, equally excited, without sounding creepy.
A strange emptiness washed over me when he let go of my body and turned to his back. But I knew I was in for a treat, so the emptiness quickly made way for excitement. He pulled down the front of his boxers and exposed his bare pubes. I felt my mouth water as I looked at his groin.
“See?” he said proudly.
Beside his sexy, slightly muscular belly with bare pubes and the hint of his dick’s base, I didn’t see anything. Not a single hair was there. He must’ve seen me looking because he softly said, “You’ll have to look closer…”
He didn’t have to tell me twice! I moved in closer, and as my face was inches away from his groin, I smelled a sweet, musky scent I came to love so much after I smelled it for the first time on this young stud.
“Here!” he said and pointed at a barely noticeable blonde hair right above the base of his dick.
I had to stifle a giggle but nodded enthusiastically to put him at ease. I started feeling bold, extended my fingers, and touched it. I noticed a tiny other one and rubbed it, too.
“Here’s another one.”
“Cool!
An idea popped up as I felt myself grow slipperier by the minute. So, I looked him in the eye and asked, “Want me to check your balls?”
This made him visibly uncomfortable, and I knew I had to act quickly. I smiled my warmest smile and said, “You’re getting bigger now, so there might be some hairs down there now.”
“But… I…”
“Don’t worry,” I said soothingly.
I didn’t give him time to think and started pulling at the legs of his boxers. He didn’t protest or stop me, but he wasn’t actively helping me either. But I didn’t care. I had to see him. All of him. I made up my mind then and there that I’d do everything I could to teach him how to have sex with a woman. And I was going to be that woman!
The moment his boxers got caught under his ass, he lifted his hips, and they slid down halfway past his upper legs. My eyes immediately went to his hard boy cock between his legs. And I was genuinely impressed. I’ve been fucked by grown guys smaller than this barely twelve-year-old boy. Up until now, I only had a mental picture of it by using my fingers. But now I saw him in all his glory, and I could see he was five inches from his cut tip to his base. His shaft was as thick as my thumb, which only accentuated his length. The small, marble-sized balls inside his hairless sack completed this sexy stud next to me.
I pulled his boxers off completely before he could stop me and drank in the sight. He looked insecure and vulnerable but also sexy as fuck lying there for me to play with. I kept up the pretense of checking his sac and let my fingers roam all over it and the base of his dick.
“You’re really a big boy!” I said hoarsely and wrapped my hand around his shaft.
“Aaahh!” he grunted.
I smiled at his reaction. I was probably the first person besides himself ever who ever touched his boner. I moved my hand upward, and he whimpered softly as I did this.
“You like this, huh?”
He nodded vigorously as I slowly moved my fist up and down over his slender erection. He fitted perfectly in my fist, and I was amazed at how sensitive he was, especially around his blunt dickhead. He was rock-hard, and as it slid through my fist, I knew then and there that I needed him to fuck me. But if I’d let him enter me now, he’d probably last only a few seconds. I needed him to cum first, so we could both enjoy his devirgination to the max.
All my inhibitions were gone by now. I was going to fuck this boy’s virginity away, and I’d make it count! Before I knew it, my lips wrapped around his dickhead, and I tasted his sweet but still boyish musky taste of his dick. There was a hint of saltiness mixed with the sweet bitterness of a day without a shower. I abso-fucking-lutely loved it!
“Wha- what are you… ooohhh…” Brian moaned as he realized what was happening.
His long, slender cock fitted perfectly in my mouth. It was long enough to hit the back of my throat and thin enough so I could work my tongue the way I wanted. Every time I lapped over the underside of his cock head, he squirmed and moaned louder. This kid was experiencing all sorts of new feelings he couldn’t place, but he clearly loved every second of it.
I moved my hand from the base of his young cock and started toying with his lovely little balls. The squirming and moaning got even more intense as I did this, and I heard his breathing getting shallower. Good!
His balls pulled up in his sack, a clear indication he was about to cum. In the corner of my eye, I saw his hands gripping the sheet and his knuckles white from clenching his fists.
His ass lifted off the bed, and he started fucking my mouth. He was rapidly approaching the point of no return, and I wondered if this was his first-ever orgasm or not. And was he able to shoot cum or not? If he could, what would it taste like?
All these thoughts shot through my head as I gave this cute little blonde his first-ever blowjob. And when he whimpered, “Stop! I’m… gonna… pee…” I knew it was his first. And I was the one to give it to him! He’d remember me forever, and an incredible sense of pride and power washed over me.
He tried squirming away from under me, but I didn’t let him. I doubled my efforts, and a moment later, his thin boy cock thickened in my mouth. A high-pitched groan filled the room, and when his dick started kicking in my mouth, my pussy contracted sharply, and I almost came without touching myself.
His dick kicked violently at least seven or eight times as it tried shooting his non-existent sperm into my mouth. He was firing blanks, and I was ever so slightly disappointed by that because I was extremely curious about its taste. But at the same time, it was exciting as fuck to get a boy this young off.
After the twitching of his cock died down, he collapsed on the bed and was completely limp. With an obscene pop, I let his dick get out of my mouth and looked at him to see if he was alright. He was looking wide-eyed at me, and his face was a mix of excitement and wonder. Now that I could look at him properly in all his naked glory, I let my eyes roam over his young, sexy body and made as many mental pictures as possible. I knew I’d get off on this for months!
“What was…” he panted.
“That was a blowjob,” I smiled and laid down next to him and draped my arm over his chest to caress his chest and belly.
“And when I… I thought I needed to pee, but…”
“That was an orgasm. Or cum, which is a word I like better. You’re really a big boy now!”
“Wow!” he exclaimed. Next, he propped himself up on his elbows and excitedly asked, “That was… can we do that again?”
I chuckled at the expression on his face and his shameless eagerness. I let my hand wander down, and as I wrapped my fingers around his boner, I wasn’t surprised he hadn’t lost any of his stiffness.
“Sure! What do you wanna do?”
“Dunno…” but as a wicked grin spread across his face, I knew what he wanted.
“What?” I asked innocently, feeling my dripping cunt contract again.
“Can we do, you know… real sex stuff?”
A tremble shot through me, and I asked, “Real sex stuff?” as if I didn’t know what he meant.
“Yeah… when I stick my, you know… in your…” his boner twitched in my fist as he said this, and his face and upper chest turned crimson red.
“I think we can do that,” I said, smiling wickedly myself. His blush faded away, and his face lit up, “But only if you use the grown-up words for it…”
“Wh- what… oh!” he whispered, but as my words landed, his blush was back with a vengeance.
I squeezed his dick but didn’t make any move. I wanted this sexy young stud to say it himself. I didn’t know why I wanted it, but the idea alone was an immense turn-on.
“I… I wanna… fuck… you!”
“Hmmmm…” I purred, “I want you to fuck me too!”
He quickly got up from the mattress and sat on his knees between my spread legs. I looked down, and between my tits was this bronzed young, slightly muscular blonde boy with his hard cock sticking up from his groin. If this was the last thing I ever saw, I’d die a happy woman.
“Where… where do I put my thingy?”
“Grown-up words, remember?”
“Where does my… dick… go?”
Good enough.
I spread my lips and pointed at my opening. I couldn’t resist the urge and slid my index finger inside. A shiver shot through me, and I almost came as I looked at his amazed face. As I pulled my finger out, he nodded ever so slightly and scooted forward.
He grabbed the base of his cock, moved his body, and aimed at my opening. The moment his blunt dickhead touched the entrance of my pussy, I had to resist the urge to push him inside with my legs. But I had to keep my cool and not scare the little kid away. So, I steadied my nerves, took a deep breath, and hoarsely whispered, “Good! Now push it in…”
He swallowed audibly, and the tip of his tongue peeked out of the corner of his mouth as he concentrated on his task. It was incredibly adorable and blazing hot at the same time.
But as he entered me, I started to lose my cool. My dripping cunt was on fire, and the preteen cock that was entering me only added to the fire. He was about halfway inside when I couldn’t take it any longer. He was moving so slowly that it almost hurt. It was cute he was being careful, but I needed him to fuck my brains out!
So, I grabbed him by his arms and pulled him on top of me. It was a little rougher than I intended, but he didn’t seem to mind too much. Once his whole body lay on top of me, I placed my hands on his cute little butt and whispered, “Fuck me, big boy… fuck me!!”
With one final push of his hips, he was completely inside. His hairless groin pressed firmly against my clit, and his eyes locked onto mine. His mouth was open, and the look of amazement on his face matched my feeling of victory for having this boy inside and on top of me.
“Ohh… you…” he groaned and held himself perfectly still.
I was so close to cumming at that moment that even the slightest movement would set me off. But he kept lying still on top of me, and his slender cock didn’t move an inch. The combination of his small body and thin cock was unbelievably hot. I had expected to be a little disappointed by it, especially after being fucked by the thick monster his brother was packing. But the opposite was true! Because he was thinner than anyone I had ever fucked before, my pussy had more room to move but was still stimulated over its entire length.
And because of his small frame, his head was on my tits and not breathing down my face, which wasn’t that pleasant most of the time either. These two things combined were my definitive confirmation that I only wanted to fuck young boys from that moment on. But my young lover still hadn’t moved an inch, so I squeezed one of his ass cheeks and said, “Start moving. It’s even better.”
“I just move my thi-… dick in and out now?”
Another tremble shot through me as he said this, and I could only nod. Under my fingers, I felt the skin of his ass move. It was delicate and firm at the same time, and I could feel every muscle move under his soft, hairless skin. The moment his cock started sliding back, I let out a groan. I couldn’t help myself anymore. But my inexperienced lover stopped moving immediately and looked worriedly at me.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Oh no! You’re doing great! It feels so good. I can’t hold back my moans!”
A light clicked on inside his head, and he asked, “Are you gonna make a cum too?”
Hearing him talk with this enthusiasm and naivety was so amazing that I just had to talk dirty to him. So, I looked him deep into his eyes and said, “Your stiff cock is so perfect! If you start fucking me good and strong, I’ll cum so hard, you’re never gonna believe it. My hot cunt will suck your cock dry, I promise!”
His insecure look made way for a shit-eating grin. And he started pulling back again. But way too soon, he pushed back in. It was frustrating knowing his five-incher had more room to move and more chances to please me. But he needed to figure this out for himself.
When his bald pubes smashed against my clit again, I felt I was already at the peak of my arousal, and another moan escaped my lips. But this time, he didn’t stop. He pulled back, and as the rim of his dickhead slowly slid out, I felt my insides ripple over his shaft. I’ve never felt this before. But then again, I was usually fucked by thicker cocks.
He pulled back further than last time, and I wondered when he’d stop. It was obvious he was completely inexperienced because last time, he had pulled back less than halfway, and now he kept on going. I tried pushing on his ass to warn him, but a heartbeat later, he slipped out, and his wet dickhead rubbed over that sensitive spot between my asshole and pussy.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” he stammered but didn’t make a move.
My right hand sneaked between our bodies, and I quickly lined him up again. I smiled at his worried face, but when his dickhead slid in, he grinned and pushed inside. He didn’t go slow this time, though. He pushed in hard, and his groin slapped against mine.
All this clumsiness, combined with another push of his soft, bald pubes against my clit, pushed me over the edge unexpectedly. Usually, my build-up was way longer and almost agonizingly slow. But this time, this smooth little boy with his long, slender, but rock-hard cock pushed me over instantly. The combination of being fucked by a cuter-than-cute boy this young, the dirty talk, the clumsy inexperience, and the look of wonder on his face was just too much.
I firmly grabbed his ass as the waves of pleasure rolled over me. My pussy had enough room to contract but was filled up enough to still be stimulated by this thin, throbbing piece of flesh. I had to shut my eyes, arced my back, and grunted deeply. But this green-as-grass young lover between my thighs didn’t give a shit about it. He just kept sliding in and out of me. And I didn’t care one bit.
With the thicker cocks, I needed time and space to let my orgasm hit me. But with this young lad pounding away, it didn’t matter. Heck, it was way better than I’d ever had in my whole life! I couldn’t stop moaning as my orgasm kept rumbling, and this boy kept stimulating me. It was like a perfect storm. My cum urged him on, and his prepubescent cock kept enhancing my orgasm.
Our bodies merged into one as I lost my connection with reality. I squeezed his ass, moaned incoherent sentences, and only saw his blonde little concentrated face in front of mine. Everything else was gone. It was just this fantastic fuck, and the one long orgasm that came with it.
But this couldn’t last forever. In front of me, his concentrated face morphed into one of pure lust and excitement. He was slamming his groin against mine with such force now that a grown man would hurt me. But his tiny frame and small hips weren’t capable of this yet.
When his eyes crossed and he slammed into me even firmer and stayed there, I knew it was happening. The mere thought of his young cock trying to shoot his jizz into me was enough to push me even harder down the rabbit hole my current orgasm had become.
I felt him thicken, and his eyes crossed. My pussy was gripping him firmly, and as he let out a loud, “Aaaahhh!!!” his five inches of boy meat started kicking inside me furiously. This caused all the muscles in my lower abdomen to spasm, and I was sure I’d have a muscle ache for days because of its strength. Even though nothing came out, his cock tried all it could to shoot deep inside of me. With grown men, their dicks would kick four or five, maybe six times. But this young stud’s cock just kept on kicking, sending me off again!
I lost count by then, but looking back, it was like one big organic orgasm, and the separate ones had morphed into one. After he came, he dropped down and lay his body on top of mine. I kissed him on his neck and rubbed him gently over his back, letting him enjoy his devirginizing first fuck. Damn! I took this boy’s virginity! He’d remember me for the rest of his life. And if he even knew how good it was for me!
This was the moment it really dawned on me that I only wanted to fuck young, virgin boys from that moment on. I knew it was a gazillion kinds of wrong, but I didn’t care! I never had the urge to be married with children, and I was perfectly fine on my own. I just wanted to get fucked regularly, and I knew I could pull this off. I just had to work for it, but the reward was well worth it!
Brian was regaining his breath, but his little cock was still rock-hard. “Another perk of fucking young boys!” I thought to myself. I squeezed my pussy, causing his dick to twitch, and the cutest giggle came from his mouth. He lifted his head and smiled wickedly at me, a smile that melted my insides.
“Now you’ve made your cum, didn’t you?”
I’d have to explain to him how to talk about sex, but now I opted for a simple reply. “Oh yeah! You did great!”
“Did I give you your cum?”
“You sure did! More than once, actually!”
“Oh wow… cool!”
Seeing his proud face was just too cute. I leaned in and kissed him on his girlish lips. My little loverboy immediately caught on and kissed me back hungrily. I squeezed my pussy again and was pleased he responded with another twitch of his boner. Good! He hadn’t lost any of his stiffness.
He broke the kiss, slid his hips back and forth, and eagerly asked, “Can we do it again?”
“Sure! But… when will your brother be back?”
“Dunno. He’s usually back at two. He’s at Aunt Julie’s. He always goes there on a Sunday when Mom and Dad are gone. I think they do sexy stuff because he always smells… different when he gets home.”
I couldn’t blame his aunt. Steve was a good fuck. A very good fuck, actually. But as I checked the alarm clock on the nightstand, I was thrilled to see we still had over four hours of fun ahead of us.
We fucked three more times that morning. This stud just kept on going! We headed over to the bathroom, and he finally went limp as we walked. But I would have none of that. So, during the shower we took together, I sucked him off the best I could, and we had our final fuck in there.
After Steve got home, he thanked me extensively and offered to give me my payment upstairs. Brian was right, and he did smell like sex. Good for them! But I smiled warmly at Steve, politely turned down his offer, and winked at Brian, who chuckled softly.
We said our goodbyes, and when my Uber arrived, Brian and Steve waved goodbye. As I walked up to the door of my apartment, Gemma just waved a good-looking jock goodbye, and as we passed each other in the hallway, we nodded politely to each other, the grin on the guy’s face saying it all.
“And?” Gemma asked, “Was your fuck as good as mine?”
“Better!” I smiled.
I thought about little Brian all week. I just couldn’t get him out of my head. Every night, I fingered myself silly with images of his magnificent body filling my head. When Gemma asked me to go dancing with her next Saturday, I came up with a lame excuse. The moment she was gone, I stepped into my car and drove over to Brian. I parked a little out of sight, but I could still see the front door of the mansion. Sure enough, only ten minutes after I arrived, Steve came out of the front door, all dressed up, and I heard him say, “Don’t wait up, Bri! I’ll probably be back tomorrow at two!”
He shut the front door and stepped into a car that pulled up. I couldn’t see her properly, but I guessed her to be in her mid-forties and, judging by her Mercedes, a wealthy woman. It wouldn’t surprise me if this was his aunt making a booty call.
I waited another five minutes, slipped off my underwear, straightened my skirt, and walked over to the front door. When Brian opened the door, he excitedly slammed his body into mine in a firm hug and said, “You’re back!”
I sure was, and I was in for another night of countless sex with a hot, preteen boy.
I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday. It was the day I lost my virginity to my big sister.
I came home early from school because Mrs. Halsey had a heart attack in class that day. Most of us weren’t aware of this because we were working on a separate assignment in the back. But when other teachers, and a little later our nurse, came running and we were directed out of the classroom through the window, we all knew something was up.
We all gathered in the cafeteria, where the principal talked to us about what happened. He also told us that we were free for the rest of the day and allowed us to go home.
It was just a twenty-minute walk from school to my house, and I knew I’d be home alone for the rest of the day. So when Mr. Deacon offered to call my parents, I told him it wasn’t necessary because they’d be at work anyways. But he called them nevertheless, and after explaining everything to my mother, he handed me the phone.
“She wants to talk to you, Brett,” he said, handing me the phone with a knowing smile.
I held the phone to my ear, and the familiar voice of my mom said, “Hi, sweetie! You okay?”
I explained I was fine and that I was about to go home. It wasn’t a surprise that she had to stay at work, but I didn’t mind that at all. Mom gave her the usual speech about being careful, and she insisted that I could call her when I wanted to talk about what happened today.
Mom and dad both had very demanding jobs. My dad was the CFO of a big company specializing in corporate finance, and my mom was a manager at a pharmaceutical company. Both worked long hours, but they never neglected my sister or me. They were home almost every weekend, and at least one of them was home to cook and eat dinner with my sister Hailey and me every evening.
Still, my sister and I were home alone a lot. Up until about two years ago, we had a nanny who was always there and basically ran our household during the day. But when she was asked to come and work for some famous person, Dad asked me, because I was the youngest, if I wanted a new nanny.
I had just turned eleven and felt all grown up when my dad asked me what I wanted. Of course, I thought I didn’t need a nanny anymore. So Mom and Dad threw her a small farewell party, which was pretty emotional, but we also laughed a lot during that party. She told my sister and me how big we’ve grown and that it was the perfect time for her to get a new job. She’d miss us, of course, but she promised to stay in touch. So after we said farewell and a few final hugs, I was nannyless.
And that was it. Whenever I came home from school, I came home to an empty house. Unless my sister was home already, but usually, her schedule was different from mine. And she usually had her cheerleader practice three times a week after school. At first, it took me a little getting used to being alone, but my sister helped me out with a few good ideas and pointers on how to do things right. So after a few weeks, I didn’t know any better and even liked the freedom and responsibility.
During the walk home, I was contemplating my options for the day. We were cleared from homework, which was a big plus, and my sister Haley had her practice after school. This meant that I’d have the entire day to myself.
I turned up the volume of my Beats when the latest Foo Fighters song started playing as I rounded the last corner toward our house. I already figured out that, because there’s no way I can be caught or interrupted, I’d start with a slow jerking session in my room. I’ve already downloaded a few new vids of big-breasted women surrounded by six or seven guys, where she’s alternating between them, sucking and jerking them off. They always end in the women being covered in cum. This was my latest go-to type of vid to get off on. I didn’t know why, but this combination somehow turned me on immensely and always got the job done.
As I inserted the key in the front door, I already felt my dick chub up at the thought of these vids. I also wanted to hop in the jacuzzi that was installed two weeks ago. My dad really put out on this one. A six-person-sized spa with a TV which slowly rose from a hidden spot at one end of the jacuzzi.
Before I went upstairs, I checked Hailey’s schedule on the fridge to make sure I was right about being home alone until around five this afternoon. Seeing I was right caused my dick to quickly stiffen to full mast, and I practically ran up the stairs to my room.
I pressed the power button on my pc, and as it started to boot, I took off my shirt and pants. I looked down at my tented Under Armor boxers, feeling proud at how much I’d grown down there over the last year. In the shower after basketball practice, I learned that I was one of the bigger boys on the team, despite being almost the youngest. Of course, it helped that I didn’t have a big, bulky build like most guys, so my dick looked even more prominent. I was a good five inches hard, and it showed when I looked down.
As my login screen appeared, I slid down my boxers, sat down on my gaming chair, and sucked in a breath as my skin hit the cold leather. But I hardly gave it a second thought as I immediately started searching for the recently downloaded videos.
Before I knew it, the woman was sitting on her knees, surrounded by six men, all pointing their hard dicks toward her face. It amazed me that all the guys needed to keep jacking themselves in order to stay hard. I knew for sure that if I was one of them, I’d stay hard no matter what.
I had to hold back a little because I wanted this session to last. However, as she sucked on the guy with the biggest dick, I felt my balls starting to boil, so I had to let go for a moment. This happened a few times, making it increasingly difficult to hold back. But I knew the end was approaching, so when the first guy started squirting all over her tits, I started going at it for real. I kept looking at the squirting cocks coating the woman in cum, and somewhere between the fourth and fifth guy, I felt my balls contract.
The two last guys emptied their balls over the woman as I felt the cum leave my dick and splatter over my bare chest. By now, the woman had her mouth open and extended her tongue to catch some of it in her mouth. My orgasm kept going during the ejaculation of the last two guys, and I felt a bit drained when the camera panned over the woman, showing how much was covering her. She giggled coyly into the camera, and moments later, the clip faded to black.
I sighed deeply and checked out the mess I had made. Lately, my watery cum had become a little bit thicker, but I was nowhere near the stuff I saw in the videos. It didn’t matter much to me because it was easy to clean, and I knew it would only take a little time to shoot the real thick stuff.
I grabbed the towel I kept in my desk drawer and started cleaning myself. After I was done, I got up and walked over to my dresser to grab my swimming trunks. My dick had gone down by now, which I noticed as I walked past my full-length mirror. I always checked out my dick in the mirror when I got a chance. I didn’t know if it was normal, but I couldn’t help myself. It was the same as in the showers at school. If I saw a naked body, I had to look.
I stopped in front of my mirror to take another good look and to check if I didn’t miss any cum, which would be uncomfortable when it dried. I moved a big lock of hair out of my face and checked out my shoulders. They had broadened over the past few months, and all the basketball practice was clearly paying off. Looking at my face, I realized that my dark-brown hair needed a trim if I didn’t want to start looking like some goth.
I hated the freckles around my nose, but Mom insisted it looked adorable on me. Of course, I know moms aren’t unbiased as a judge of their own kids, but I heard some girls in school whisper to each other that I was a cutie, so Mom was probably right about this one.
As I looked further down, I felt proud about my tight belly and the small patch of black pubes above my dick. Despite my five-foot-two frame, my three-and-a-half-inch soft dick still looked big because it was a bit thicker than my classmates.
After brushing my fingers through my pubes for a moment and glancing at my body one last time, I pulled up my trunks. I flung the towel over my neck, shut down my computer, and went downstairs.
* * *
As I approached the jacuzzi, I marveled again at how Dad changed our former ‘playground’ with a sandbox and a swing into a real cozy chilling spot. The six-person jacuzzi was placed in the corner. Next to the path leading to the jacuzzi was a small canopy where you could drop stuff like towels, drinks, and other things you’d take to relax. A small shed was placed next to it that could be used to change. It had a few shelves for chlorine and other cleaning materials.
I lifted the cover and moved it toward the designated spot at the side so it was out of the way. It sat between the jacuzzi and the privacy fence. I checked the chlorine and water level, as that one word kept resonating in my head… ‘privacy’…
I stood straight, looked around, and was amazed that I didn’t realize this earlier. Our garden was completely private. Absolutely no one could see me here except the people inside our house. Up until now, I’ve only been home alone for about an hour tops. But now… I had a few hours of alone time.
That little spark started growing inside my head, and I felt a small smile appear on my lips, and my dick chubbed up a little. As I walked over to the canopy and sat on the bench, I weighed the pros and cons in my head, but it didn’t take long to make up my mind. I looked around once more, stood up, and quickly dropped my trunks.
As I stood there with my bare back toward the house, a soft gush of wind caressed my dick and balls. Then and there, I knew I had found myself a new hobby. Still feeling shy, I glanced around, despite knowing I was alone for at least another five hours.
So I started walking around in the garden to get used to the feeling of being naked outdoors. After a few steps, I deliberately started wiggling with my dick, making me giggle like a little girl. The feeling of walking around naked was astonishing! It was clear that my parents would disapprove, and the possibility of being caught, no matter how slim, was so exciting that I felt myself grow hard.
As I looked at my reflection in the window of our house, seeing myself standing there, erect, and with the bushes and trees in the background, it got me all worked up again, despite having an orgasm less than half an hour ago.
Smiling at my reflection, I felt free and started running around our backyard. Feeling my boner wobble from left to right as I did this enhanced my feelings of freedom and liberty. I was completely alone, naked, and stiff. And it felt incredible!
After a few minutes of running and jumping around, resisting the urge to start tugging at my hard dick, I stepped into the jacuzzi to relax. But right before I got in, I realized I might as well grab something to drink. Dad wouldn’t allow it when he was home, but I was feeling bold right now and had a bit of a ‘screw you all’ vibe over me by now. So I walked into the house, which gave me a whole new feeling of freedom as I did this in the buff. But I got used to being naked, so I quickly grabbed a couple of Cokes, headed back, and let myself sink into the jacuzzi.
The warm water around my body and the absence of my trunks relaxed me immediately. I grabbed the remote, and when I pressed the ‘on’ button, the sixty-five-inch TV started sliding up from its hiding place. As the TV began to appear, I pressed the button on the edge of the jacuzzi, and with a soft hum, the pump came to life, and bubbles surrounded me moments later.
I flipped through our catalog of movies and series, and after scanning almost everything, I eventually decided on starting Game of Thrones. I never watched it because my parents didn’t think it was fit for a thirteen-year-old boy. But I knew my dad had lifted all restrictions and that he’d stopped scanning what my sister and I were watching. So, hey! Why not, right? I heard there were naked women in it, so it would definitely be interesting.
I polished off my first can of coke and pressed play. The HBO logo was showing on TV, and the bubbles stopped right at that moment. The self-timer had kicked in, which meant the pump would stop automatically after fifteen minutes. Apparently, Dad hadn’t figured out how to extend it, but I didn’t care too much. Because when I pressed the button, the bubbles came back, along with the noise. The only thing left was cranking up the TV’s volume, so I could hear what they were saying.
Starting to relax, I slid down a little and started to get into the story. I still wasn’t getting what all the fuss was about, but I had to admit that the story was gripping me so far. After a few more minutes, I almost jumped out of the jacuzzi when I heard, “Mind if I join you?” And my sister dropped her bathrobe on the bench next to my towel.
My hands instinctively moved over my dick and balls to cover it up. But as she started to step into the pool, I was stunned by how she looked and almost forgot that I was naked and about to be busted.
My sister was a little over a year older than me, and it showed. Literally. Hailey had filled out in all the right places, something I started noticing a few months ago. She was a popular cheerleader, but she was always nice to everybody, myself included. She was just slightly taller than me, and her hair was a little lighter than mine.
My eyes roamed over her body, and as my dick started to grow, I felt a little guilty for getting hard over my sister. She was wearing a bright yellow bikini, showing off her tight, fit body. Her hard nipples, topping off her c-cup boobs, were showing clearly in her bikini top. Her bottoms were high over her hips but low in the middle. It surprised me that I didn’t see any hairs down there. That’s how low it was at the front.
This all happened in a few moments, and as I stammered a soft, “I’m… I’m uhm… it’s…” my voice cracked.
Hailey clearly didn’t catch on and didn’t know about the situation I was currently in, so she kept going and sat down next to me, her bare shoulder touching mine.
“There. Now we’ve both got the best seats in the house. What are you watching?” she asked, utterly oblivious to the stress I was feeling.
All I could think about was that if her hip touched mine, she’d know I was naked. And if the light was just right, she could see my pubes through the bubbles. If anything happened, I would be busted.
“Its… uhm… Game of Thrones,” I managed to say without a cracking voice.
“Cool! I dropped in on the third season. Never saw the first two. Do you mind if we watch it together?”
“N… no. Of course not,” I said, regaining my cool a little.
“You know there’s naked people in it, right?” she chuckled and poked me in the ribs with her elbow, winking at me.
“I’m… uhm…” I stammered.
“Don’t worry, Bro. You know I won’t tell.”
I pressed pause on the remote and looked at my sister. It tooke me some effort to focus on her eyes because her boobs were distracting me. They were wobbling on the water because of the bubbles.
Hailey looked at me questioningly and asked, “What!?”
“I thought your schedule ended at three, and you had practice after that.”
“Yeah… well…” she started, “You were in Mrs. Halsey’s class when ‘it’ happened, right?” Hailey asked with the emphasis on ‘it.’
“Yeah. Didn’t see or hear anything. We just had to leave.”
“It’s that… well… she didn’t make it.”
“Oh,” I said softly. And I didn’t quite know what to say to something like this, so I continued, “she was nice.”
“No, she wasn’t. But she did manage to teach me some chemistry. She was the only teacher who ever did that,” Hailey said with a certain respect in her voice.
“She sat me next to Sally Brighton. I liked that,” I chuckled.
“Bet you did, little bro,” Hailey smiled knowingly.
“So?”
Hailey looked a little confused but quickly caught on and said, “Oh, right! Well, the teachers needed time to mourn and get together to talk about what happened. So they canceled all classes for the rest of the day, including my practice.”
“I see,” I said, clearly looking bummed out.
“You thought you had the house to yourself all day, didn’t you? Maybe spank the monkey a bit, huh?” she teasingly said and nudged me in the ribs again.
“Stop it!” I giggled.
“I’m sorry! But you did some growing up last year, so don’t tell me this didn’t cross your mind!”
“I’m… I wasn’t… It’s… maybe…” I stammered.
“I’m just yanking your chain. Let’s watch the show, okay?” she laughed.
I pressed play on the remote, and the show started running again. By now, I had spread my arms, and my hands were resting on the edge of the jacuzzi. One arm was partly behind my sister’s back, and if you’d look at us from a distance, you might think I was trying to clumsily hug her, like a first date in a movie theater.
I kept stealing glances at the wobbly boobs next to me, which made it difficult to focus on the story. And after a few moments, Hailey’s nipples got stiff, and they tried to poke through the yellow material of her bikini top. The moment they did this, I felt my dick grow from soft to full mast in just a few heartbeats. It was a good thing the bubbles were still obscuring the view.
“Like what you see?” Hailey suddenly said, pressing her chest a little bit forward.
Shit! She caught me! I was looking at my sister’s boobs, and she saw it. How could I talk myself out of this?
“Its… I uhm… Just didn’t know breasts would float,” I tried. “And it looks kinda funny when the bubbles move them around.”
Hailey smiled at me after a few moments, looked down at her chest, and said, “Yeah. I guess it looks funny, doesn’t it?”
“It does look funny,” I smiled, “and you’ve got nice breasts,” I said, feeling myself blush as this came out of my mouth involuntarily.
Hailey looked at me with a surprised look, and the moment she opened her mouth to say something, the pump shut off, and the bubbles started to disappear.
Her eyes immediately went down to my groin, and because of the way my arms were lying now, I simply couldn’t cover up quickly. But, judging by the way her eyes grew wide and the blush that spread across her face, she saw what was going on.
“Brett! Oh my…” she said as she put her hand in front of her mouth but kept her eyes locked firmly on my hard dick.
I struggled to get my hand into the water while the other frantically pressed the button on the jacuzzi, but the bubbles just wouldn’t start again, and a small, annoying beep was all I got. The moment my hand finally covered my erect dick and part of my balls, the damage was done, and I felt my face grow hot from humiliation.
“I’m sorry! I… I thought… shit!” I stammered as I felt tears well up in my eyes.
Hailey kept her eyes on my crotch and seemed stunned. The humiliation I felt was growing with every passing second. Then, moments later, I felt the first tear roll down my cheek.
Hailey tore her eyes away, looked at me, and whispered, “Shit, Brett! I didn’t mean to… you… oh, fuck!”
The tears were flowing freely by now, and I saw the empathy on my big sister’s face through my tears. A second later, I felt her hand on my shoulder and a soft, “I’m so sorry. Just should’ve waited for your answer before I got in. I only assumed it was… and that you…”
It was evident she was genuinely upset by the situation. She didn’t appear to be mad or anything about the fact that I was naked. It was more like she just assumed it was okay to barge in on me like she did.
“Its just… You… I…” I stammered between sniffs.
“It wasn’t cool to invade your personal space like this. It just never occurred to me that my little brother was growing up this fast,” she said, primarily to herself.
“It’s…” I sniffed, “it’s okay…”
“No, it’s not!” Hailey sternly said, “I should’ve waited for an answer.”
“And then what? If I said no, you would’ve asked why not,” I said, getting my nerves a little more under control but still feeling stupid, “I just never should’ve done this.”
We were quiet for a few moments, with me still sniffing occasionally, when Hailey suddenly started moving and put her hands behind her back. It didn’t take a genius to see what she was doing.
“Wha… what are you doing?” I asked, feeling both panicked and anxious at the same time.
“I’m making it less awkward for you,” she simply said without looking at me.
Moments later, her bright yellow bikini top came off, and as she threw it toward the bench where the towels were, I took a good look at her magnificent naked boobs. My softening dick was instantly hard again, but I didn’t really care at that moment. They were boobs, they were naked, and they looked like nothing I’d ever seen before! Seeing these in real life was way better than on some corny porn video. These were au naturel, and it showed!
But Hailey didn’t stop there. After she tossed her top aside, she looked at me, smiled shyly, wiggled out of her bottoms, and matter-of-factly dropped these on top of her top. After she was done with this, she said, “There. Now it’s awkward for the both of us.”
“Wha… uhm… yeah… I guess,” I said after tearing my eyes away from her breasts and looking her in the eyes.
There was a twinkle in her eyes, and she glanced down at my crotch again. My hands apparently left my dick and weren’t hiding it anymore because she seductively asked, “Like what you see, little brother?”
I could only nod sheepishly but couldn’t help myself and looked in the water to see what that mysterious place between her legs looked like. My hands were entirely forgotten by now, and I hardly realized that I was completely exposed. Her heavenly body was just too distracting.
“Hey! Bro! Up here!” Hailey chuckled.
“Huh? Oh… sorry. I just…” I stammered.
“It’s okay. I’m just teasing you. You can look if you want. I don’t mind.”
“You don’t? You mean. I can? I…”
“Chill,” she smiled. I noticed a slight blush had spread over her face, and she softly added, “you can watch. If you don’t mind me looking at you…” and her face got even redder.
“At me!?” I croaked, not believing my ears. “Why would you want to look at me?”
“Well… like I said, you did some growing up lately, and you… I don’t know. You look good, I guess,” and her eyes went back down to my crotch.
At that moment, It hit me that I was completely exposed. I instinctively wanted to cover myself up, but then my mind told me there was no need. A short mental struggle occurred between covering up and seeing a sexy naked girl next to me. The naked girl, despite her being my sister, won unanimously.
I glanced down in my lap, and everything was clear to see. My five-inch hardon stood proudly in my lap, and my small bush of black, wet pubes was stuck to my body.
“You really think so?” I asked softly, still not believing she said this and checking if I heard this correctly.
“Oh yeah! Your chest and arms look perfect. And your… is very nice! It looks big on you, and your… uhm… balls too. You look hot!” Hailey said with a lot more confidence now.
“Thanks! You’ve got a nice tight belly,” I started, feeling the need to say something about her, “and your boobs look amazing!”
We were quiet for a few moments, letting our eyes roam all over each other’s bodies, when Hailey asked, “Wanna touch them?”
That shocked me. I could never say no if she meant what I think she meant! But did she mean that? So I just asked, “Touch your breasts?”
Hailey just smiled broadly and said, “Yeah. You never saw tits before, so you might as well get the full package now!”
I was so mesmerized by these intriguing globes on my sister’s chest that my hands started moving on their own. The moment my fingers touched her skin, a shot of electricity shot through me. My fingers began caressing both her boobs, and before long, I was kneading them a little and savoring the way they felt.
“You like it?” my sister asked as she looked at my face.
“Oh yeah!” I exclaimed, realizing I was probably way too enthusiastic about it.
But Hailey didn’t seem to mind. She just smiled and pushed her chest forward to give me better access.
“Then play with my nipples too,” she softly said, adding an even softer, “please.”
I tore my eyes away from her boobs again to check out what she meant. She had a soft blush below her eyes and looked… flushed. But immediately after I noticed this, it dawned on me that she was just plain horny! And, as a matter of fact, so was I.
So I didn’t need any more convincing to start playing with her nipples. I took her right nipple between my thumb and index finger, admired the texture and hardness, and gently squeezed it. Immediately after I did this, a soft moan escaped Hailey’s lips.
My eyes sought hers, but even though she didn’t look at me, it was immediately apparent that I hadn’t hurt her. Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were again fixated on my rock-hard cock.
“This feels good,” she said, smiling timidly.
“Yeah…” I responded.
“Can I… do you mind if…” Hailey asked as she kept looking at my dick.
“I… uhh…” I responded, entirely focused on massaging my sister’s tits and not being able to answer appropriately.
Thankfully, she didn’t wait for an answer. The moment her fingers wrapped themselves around my shaft and an overwhelming feeling washed over me, I almost jumped out of the pool.
“Ooohhh!” I heard myself moan as someone else touched my dick for the very first time.
Hailey just smiled and asked, “You like that, huh?”
I could only nod as her hand moved over my shaft, rubbed my dickhead, and toyed with my balls.
“You’re bigger than Josh,” Hailey said as she fondled me.
Josh was her boyfriend, who she broke up with a few weeks ago. I didn’t know she did any stuff with him. Hailey was my sister, and sisters aren’t supposed to do this. That’s how it worked in my head until that moment.
“You did… aaahhh… this before?” I managed to say.
“Yeah. I jacked and sucked him, and he ate me out. Badly, I might add. But we didn’t fuck. He wanted to, but it just didn’t feel right to me, so we didn’t. He broke up with me because of that,” she said but never stopped fondling me.
“Wow. Didn’t know… hhhmmmm… that.”
“Did you ever get any from Melissa?” Haile asked seductively, basically jacking me off by now.
“Ohhh… no. We… we just kissed. She didn’t even… oohhh… let me feel her boobs.”
“Stand up,” Hailey said and tugged at my dick as if she wanted to pull me out of the water and prove her point.
I didn’t want to let go of my sister’s tits, but she didn’t leave me a lot of options. I looked at her and had to ask. “Why? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I wanna suck your cock. My little brother only kissed a girl. That needs to change.”
“Suck my… but… we’re…” I stammered but couldn’t wait for it to happen.
“And? You’ve got a nice big one, and I wanna suck it. So what if we’re brother and sister? I don’t mind. Do you?”
“Its that… no. No, of course not! You’re hot, and I wanna… you know.”
“Then get up and stand in front of me. I wanna know how your cock tastes,“ she chuckled.
I clumsily got to my feet and almost tripped. The anticipation of getting my first ever blowjob didn’t look good on me. The moment I stood up straight with my back toward Hailey, her hand cupped one of my butt cheeks, and she said, “Tight ass, Derp!”
I usually didn’t like it when she used that nickname on me, but now she could call me everything. As I carefully turned around and my dick came close to her face, her eyes were focused on my throbbing boner. All the while, her hand kept gripping my ass.
“Wow! You’ve really got a nice one, Bro!”
In the beginning I was afraid that I would’ve felt awkward showing myself like this, but her genuine admiration and enthusiasm put me at ease and even boosted my confidence.
I didn’t have a lot of time to think it through because moments later, I felt something warm and moist on my dickhead. I looked down, and my sister had wrapped her lips over my glans and looked up at me with an extremely horny look in her eyes. Of course, it was still just the tip, but if this already felt this good, I couldn’t wait for the rest to enter her mouth.
“Oh! I….aahhhh…” I involuntarily responded.
Hailey opened her mouth and started lapping her tongue over my shaft and dickhead, her eyes never leaving mine. I had a difficult time focusing, and she probably noticed. Because after a few moments, her eyes went down to my shaft, she pulled her head back, opened her mouth, and started sliding it down over my almost painfully hard cock.
The feeling around my cock was beyond everything I dreamed about in my wildest dreams. The warm, moist feelings, her tongue manipulating the underside of my cockhead, her free hand toying with my balls, everything! All of this would’ve brought me off separately, but all these things combined amplified it in a way that I knew I wouldn’t last long.
“Oh… you… I’m… aaaahhhh!!!” I moaned loudly.
Hailey responded with an exciting moan herself, which resonated on my dick and balls, and brought me even closer. I don’t know how long she was going at it by now, but as my balls started pulling up toward my body, I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. My whole body decided that I shouldn’t move a muscle because that feeling of absolute bliss might end then, but now that I was getting near the end, my hips started moving out of their own.
“Oohh… look… aaahh… out… I’m… oooohhh!”
I didn’t know what to expect. In all the porn I’ve seen so far, the women and girls either swallowed it all or got a facial with some of it dripping on their tits. Hailey couldn’t miss that I was about to cum, and was too far gone to warn her.
“Cum on my tits, little bro!” Hailey said after pulling her mouth off my dick and jerking me.
I looked down at my sister’s hand around my dick. She was pushing her chest forward and opening her mouth while looking intensely at my dick.
That did it. With a loud groan, I came. I felt spurt after spurt leave my dick, and even though I had trouble keeping my eyes open and my vision was a bit blurry, I kept my eyes locked on what was happening down there. The first spurt landed on my sister’s nose and immediately started dribbling down. The next hit her on her tongue, and the third and fourth were around her mouth.
As the power of my spurts decreased, they started landing on top of her firm tits. I loved seeing videos where a woman was coated in cum, but seeing my own jizz covering my sister, was way hotter than any video could ever be. Realizing I felt my knees buckle as my orgasm started to die down, I needed to do something. So, I steadied myself by grabbing onto Hailey’s shoulders and prevented myself from falling.
Hearing myself pant, and as the strength in my legs returned, I stood up straight and looked down at the mess on my sister’s face and body. I felt a bit worried that she was mad at me for not warning her. But as she saw me looking, she smiled and started licking her lips, exaggerated and seductive, which caused me to moan again.
“You like this, don’t you?” Hailey said softly as she started smearing my cum all over her tits.
I wasn’t trusting my voice at the moment, so I nodded furiously and kept my eyes fixed on her boob-massaging hands.
“I’ve seen your browser history…” Hailey continued, “and as I felt you were about to shoot, I wanted to reward you. You don’t mind, do you?”
“N… no. I… oh wow,” was all that came out of my throat.
“Good!” Hailey said, moved her head forward, and licked the drop that hung down my dickhead.
I was sensitive down there now, but this wasn’t at all unpleasant. A few moments later, Hailey sunk further down into the water and started to wash my cum from her body. This was my cue to sit back down, and as I did this, I saw small clouds of my cum floating by but quickly disappearing into the filter.
After Hailey sat back up, she looked at me and smiled again. Then, she moved her head toward me and kissed me hungrily on my lips. Moments later, her tongue started probing around, and before I knew it, we were making out hardcore.
“You’re quite a kisser, Derp!” Hailey smiled as we both needed to breathe.
“Thanks! You’re not too bad yourself,” I smiled, feeling more confident by the minute.
“But now it’s my turn!” she announced, pulled herself out of the water, and sat on the edge of the jacuzzi with her back against the fence. She obscenely spread her legs, giving me my first ever close-up view of a live pussy. It looked… interesting. I had my anatomy lessons in school, so I knew the mechanics and could figure out what I was looking at. But seeing her bald pussy, and realizing I was about to touch it, was a whole different ballgame.
“Wha- what do you want me to do?” I croaked.
“Eat me out. The way you work your tongue in my mouth works even better on my pussy,” Hailey said, spreading her pussylips with her fingers, making it even clearer to me where everything was.
I shrugged mentally, moved forward, and looked closely at everything. I smelled a light musky odor that triggered something inside me. My dick hadn’t gone down much, but this smell caused me to fully bone up again. I saw where my sister’s clitoris was. I felt a bit of a primal urge to return the favor, so I stuck out my tongue.
The moment the tip of my tongue hit her clit, her hands left her pussylips, and she dug her fingers in my hair. The texture I felt on my tongue was different from what I had ever felt before, but I knew then and there that I loved it.
As I applied a little more pressure, Hailey started moaning above me. Of course, I’ve seen clips about a woman being eaten out, and I started revisiting them in my head. First, I made small circles with my relaxed tongue. Then I repeated this with my tongue pulled into a small tip. Next, I lapped directly over her clit, and alternated my actions by licking everything around it.
All the while, Hailey’s moans kept increasing, and her hips started gyrating. I wanted to stick a finger inside her because I remembered some excellent results in these vids. But I wasn’t too sure how Hailey would handle this. So I moved my fingers up there and started rubbing around as an extra set of tools to please her.
“Aaahhh! Yesss!” she moaned the moment my fingers touched her.
Okay… maybe she won’t mind? I slowly eased my index finger toward her opening and rubbed around a little. This made her squirm even more, and she started opening her legs even further. I was getting hornier by the minute from her scents and the encouraging moans, so I decided to go for broke.
My index finger was right at the entrance of her pussy. The moment I started applying some pressure, a sudden gush of my sister’s juices filled my mouth, and another loud moan came from deep within her throat.
A loud, “Ooohhh…yesss!!” came through her clenched teeth above me.
I started inching my finger into my sister’s pussy, all the while focusing on licking her clit. I marveled about how she felt inside, and her pussy clenched my fingers every now and then. After my finger couldn’t go in any further, I started pulling back slowly. But urged on by Hailey’s moans and gyrating hips, I sped up my finger’s movement. Before I knew it, I was fingerfucking my sister at a serious pace while trying to keep my tongue on and around her clitoris.
Her pussy started gripping my finger more urgently and frequently now, which made me realize she was getting close.
“Ooohhh… ooohhh… ooohhh… Brett… I’m. Ooohhh…”
Most women I saw in the porn videos started screaming loudly when they were about to cum. But Hailey just sort of started panting heavily, and deep, low grunts came from her throat. But her entire body and all her movements made it clear that she was about to have her climax. And somehow, this was way sexier than those exaggeratedly screaming women.
My tongue kept lapping all around my sister’s pussy, and my finger was rapidly moving in and out of her. Then, inside her pussy, I noticed a small spot that felt a tiny bit different from the rest of her pussy, and I focused on rubbing that spot as I went in and out.
I apparently did something right because, above me, Hailey softly moaned, “aahhh, yes! Aaahh, yes! Aaahhh, yes! Oohhh, Brett!”
Suddenly, her legs clamped shut, and I could only hear everything very muffled. But I didn’t need to hear clearly what was going on. My sister’s body shook, and her pussy was contracting around my probing finger. The amount of juices that coated her pussy doubled in quantity, and I kept lapping around to swallow it all.
I knew I shouldn’t keep up the high-energy probing and lapping, so I slowed it down after her orgasm did. But I didn’t stop it entirely and slowly and teasingly kept going. Her legs loosened their grip around my head, but moments later, they shut firmly again, and another orgasm washed over her. Judging by her moans and the juices that were less than her previous orgasm, this one wasn’t as intense.
This one also didn’t last as long as her first one, and as she relaxed her legs again, I wondered if I could make her cum a third time. I knew I liked to cum, so I figured this wasn’t any different for a girl. I knew girls could cum more often than boys, and I enjoyed making my sister feel good, so I kept trying.
And a few minutes of slow probing and lapping later, the whole sequence of shutting legs, shaking body, and copious amounts of cunt juices started again.
Feeling powerful by now, I wanted to see if a fourth was possible. But right after she came for the third time and realized I kept going, she chuckled, “Stop it! Aahhh…. You made your point. You know how to use your tongue.”
I looked up at Hailey, sitting on the edge of our jacuzzi with her legs obscenely spread, and smiled. She smiled back lazily at me and spread her arms invitingly. Then, with the back of my hand, I wiped my sister’s juices from my chin and got to my feet. I looked her in the eyes, and before I got the chance to react, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug.
Standing here on the slight slope of the jacuzzi’s seat was a little tricky, but I quickly found a stable footing. I placed my hand on her left tit, tweaking her nipples, and the other snaked around her back, grabbing her around her shoulder for extra support.
Hailey looked deep into my eyes and kissed me hungrily on my lips. Moments later, her tongue sneaked into my mouth, and we were Frenching like there was no tomorrow. After a few minutes of this, where I kept pinching her nipples, she broke the kiss and hugged me again as she lay her head on my shoulder.
She asked, “Where did you learn to do that? No one ever made me cum this long and hard!” and the amazement in her voice was unmistakable.
“I… uhm… this was my first time. I’ve only seen videos of this,” I said, hugging her with two arms and loving the sensation of her hard nipples against my chest.
Hailey lifted her head and looked at me, still pressing her tits against my chest. I noticed something had changed in the way she looked at me. She looked… focused and determined.
“Really?” she whispered, and I felt her legs wrap around my ass, bringing my stiff cock into contact with her warm pussy.
“Wh… what?” I stammered, acutely aware of how close I was to penetrating my sister.
As we started this, I figured we’d just do the more simple stuff. A brother and sister can’t fuck. Can they?
“Ssshh…” Hailey soothingly whispered.
I wasn’t going to chicken out on my first fuck. But she was my sister! That’s when my hormones started clouding my brain. Hailey reached between our bodies and grabbed my dick. She still whispered, “If you’re this good at eating me out by just watching a few videos, I wanna know how good you are at fucking me!”
Her eyes looked deep into mine, and as she lined me up, I could hear myself swallow. Hailey must’ve sensed I was nervous because she stroked my cheek with one hand as her other ensured I was lined up properly.
“Just push, and you’re in,” she whispered in my ear, followed by a deep and exciting, “Fuck me, little bro!”
Her legs gently pushed against my ass, and all the mental resistance I felt was out of the window as I looked into the horny eyes of my big sister and heard her urging me on.
So I slowly pushed and felt my dickhead slip into the most wonderful place I could ever imagine.
“Ooohhh! I feel it!” Hailey moaned, and as she tried to keep looking, I saw her gaze was unfocused.
I wanted to push in hard and feel all of her warm pussy grip my dick, but I didn’t want to hurt my sister. So I slowly kept pushing, feeling only minor resistance. But as I inched forward, Hailey’s pussy gripped me firmly every now and then.
“Aahhh…” I heard myself moan and looked down at where our bodies were merging.
Hailey’s legs started pushing more firmly against my butt as if to encourage me. I knew I didn’t need encouragement at all, but it felt exciting nevertheless. But when I looked into my sister’s eyes again, all I could see was lust and a pleading look.
I started getting at the end of what I had to offer in terms of length. I knew I wasn’t small, but I wondered if I was big enough. My sister’s ragged, shallow breaths were a good indication to me that she enjoyed what I was doing. But when I could go no further, and my public bone pressed against hers, she dug her nails into my back with such force that it actually hurt a little.
“Oohh… oohhh… oooohhhh!!!. I’m… aaaahhh!” Hailey moaned, and I could feel by the contractions of her pussy that she came again.
But her entire body language screamed that she was having an intense orgasm. Her eyes were crossed, her breath was shallow, she squeezed me tight against her body, and low grunts came from within her throat.
I didn’t know what to do, so I decided to wait for her orgasm to die down a bit and let her enjoy it. So I held still and kept studying her reactions to her orgasm. A few moments later, as her pussy was still contracting, her eyes tried to find mine. Finally, after a few attempts, they did, and she groaned, “Fuck me! Your cock is… ooohhh… just fuck me!”
This turned me on immensely! I had never heard her talk or seen her act this way. I was giving her his pleasure. Me and my hard cock were driving my sister nuts. In a good way, but still. I felt all proud, warm, and fuzzy inside realizing this.
But I wanted… no, I NEEDED to fuck for real now. My cock was inside a cunt for the first time, and I didn’t care at all anymore that it was my sister’s. So I started sliding back, and that fantastic feeling surrounding my dick returned. But, of course, I’ve seen enough porn to know not to slide out too far. But I kept it on the safe side and pushed back the moment I was a little over halfway.
“Oohhh… your cock is SO amazing!” Hailey groaned as she kept thrash talking and turning me on that way.
As my pubic bone hit hers again, she didn’t cum, but threw her head back between her shoulder blades. I pulled out and back in again, causing her head to wiggle.
“Harder!”
Okay… she wanted me to push in harder, so I pushed a little firmer this time.
“Ooohhh… Harder!”
This was it. Her trash talking, her velvety pussy around my dick, and her urging me on to fuck her hard made something snap inside. I guess my instinct took over because I started slamming hard into my sister. I also started pulling back further, keeping just the tip inside.
During my first ever fuck, I only slipped out once. And that was remarkable. At least, that’s what Hailey’s friends told her, she informed me later.
Each time I slammed into her hot pussy, a deep, “Ah, yes!” came from my sister’s throat. By now, she was looking at me again with one hand around my neck and trying to keep herself steady with the other.
We fucked like this for what seemed like hours, but it was probably a little over two minutes. I felt I was rapidly approaching the point of no return. I didn’t know what to do when I came, so I groaned between my panting, “I’m… ahhh… I’m cummi… ohh… What…”
Hailey just kept on groaning, “Ah, yes!” every time I slammed into her, but I needed a response. And I needed it fast.
“Aaahhh… Hailey! Oohhh…”
That seemed to snap her out of it a little because her eyes tried focusing on mine.
“You’re amazing!” she groaned.
“I’m… I’m… almost… what should… aaaahhh… I…”
“Oohhhh… this is so… ooohhh… good!! Shoot inside me! Aahhh… just don’t… stop! Fuck me! Ooohhh…”
As she kept saying how good I made her feel, I felt another boost of pride shoot through me. And I knew this was it. I was going to cum, and I would shoot my jizz inside my sister. This was so mind-blowing that it extended my cum a little longer.
I slammed harder and harder into my sister’s flaming hot and soaking wet pussy. I needed to cum! Now! The pressure kept rising, and the moment I passed the top of the hill, and the free fall of my orgasm was about to come, Hailey lost it.
But she lost it so much that her body shook almost uncontrollably, and her pussy clamped so hard around my dick that it prolonged my orgasm even more. Her hand gripped my shoulder firmly, and her nails dug into my flesh, which felt both painful and hot as fuck.
Because of her clenching pussy, I managed four more slams into my sister. At the moment, caring for the way she was experiencing her orgasm was long gone. It was me that needed to coat my sister’s insides with my incestuous sperm.
As I was about to slam into her for the final time, I felt my balls pull up, even before my hips moved forward. This was it. Hailey was still riding the high of her orgasm, and I didn’t know if she was with me enough to realize what was about to happen.
With that last, deep and hard push, I felt the tip of my dick touch something inside her. And right after I felt it touch my cock, the first spurt left my balls. I was experiencing every millisecond in slow-motion, and despite having to shut my eyes, I just experienced everything that was happening around me.
A loud “Aaahhhhh!” came from within my throat, and immediately after that, my cock jumped a second time, releasing the second spurt of my universe-scattering orgasm.
Hailey’s pussy contracted sharply again, and that, combined with her high-pitched grunt, fell in sync with my third spurt.
By now, I had buried my face in that soft spot between her neck and shoulder, and the power of my spurts died down. Spurts four and five were still going and, judging by Hailey’s reaction, powerful enough to keep her riding her orgasm, but I knew this was the end. I was no longer a virgin.
And the fact that I had just lost my virginity to my big sister didn’t bother me at all. I expected some guilt or remorse. Maybe even some disgust. But it was none of that. On the contrary, I loved every second of it and would do it again in a heartbeat.
This all shot through me as I tried to regain my breath. Hailey’s cunt wasn’t trying to squeeze my dick off any longer, and I could sense she was coming back down.
Hailey was panting heavily as she gently pulled my head back by my hair and started Frenching me. It wasn’t a hungry and rough kiss like earlier, but a more loving and thankful one. I liked this better at this moment.
My dick was still deep inside my sister and still almost completely hard when we broke our kiss. Our foreheads touched, and we looked into each other’s eyes. I could see a smile forming on her face, and she whispered, “That was an awesome fuck, little brother. You sure know how to please a girl.”
It was as if it took me a while to digest this. It was apparent she loved it. This wasn’t a lie or a way for her to boost my ego. She genuinely meant it. So I needed to reply to that, but it was hard to find the words.
“I… this was… this was my first time.”
“I know,” she whispered, “Guess you’re a natural then, don’t you think?” she smiled.
“Dunno. Maybe we’re just made for each other.”
“Guess we’ll have to find out then,” she said coyly as her fingers started tracing down a path over my spine, leaving me with goosebumps all over my body.
After this first fuck, we did it again as often as we could. Being alone most of the daytime helped a lot. We developed a rhythm where we’d hop into the jacuzzi after school. And since our bedrooms were in a separate part of our house from our parent’s, we started spending the night together and fucked like rabbits every night. I never was more sexually satisfied in my life than in those early years.
But all good things come to an end. Almost a year after we started our sexual relationship, we were busted. And busted big time. Mom had been suspicious for a few days, so she sneaked toward our rooms. And when she heard us moan… she suddenly walked into Hailey’s room. Right at the moment that I blasted my cum inside her sopping pussy.
Needless to say, the shit really hit the fan big time. We lost all our privileges, and I had to move to the other part of our house. So mom and dad took Hailey’s room, she took mine, and I moved into the former master bedroom.
It took us all a few weeks to get used to the situation. Gradually, the conversations started again, and slowly things returned to normal. Both Hailey and I eventually found ourselves some nice partners. I liked hers, and she liked mine. But when she insisted on sleeping in my apartment the night before her wedding, I just had to find an excuse for my girlfriend to leave the house, which she thankfully did.
That night, Hailey and I finally fucked again after more than six years. And it was almost as epic as our first time. But we both knew, deep down, that this was also our last time.
But the memories of losing my virginity to my sister in our backyard jacuzzi will light up my life for as long as I live. That’s for sure!
The end.
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Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow All rights reserved
You’re welcome 🙂 Two, even though they’re both short (-ish), stories in a short time. I guess I was inspired, because the words just poured out of me. This one won’t be on Nifty, because it’s b/g and for plain straight stories, there’s no place on that wonderful story site. Anyway… I hope you enjoyed it! As usual: all comments, good or bad, are always welcome. You know the drill by now 🙂
Randall did another awesome job with the illustrations! Thank you SO much, Randall! You can send your praises to: randall.stanhope@protonmail.com.
Also another BIG thank you to Randall and E-o-F for the proofreading! Thanks, guys!
“Don’t speak! I know what you’re thinking, but it won’t happen!” my mother said.
“But…” I tried.
“No! You’re both too young to go on your own. You’re only twelve years old!”
“Twelve and a half…” I mumbled.
“Exactly. Two twelve ‘and a half’ year old girls don’t spend two nights alone in a cabin on a mountain with hardly any cellphone coverage,” she said, overly emphasizing ‘and a half’.
“But… it’s summer vacation! And you know you can trust Andrea and me,” I pressed.
“It’s not about trust. I know I can trust you. But you’ll be all alone up there, and I think you’re too young for that.”
“You always say we need to go outside instead of looking at our phones all day. And now you…”
“I know, honey. But your dad has to work, and I’ve promised to help grandma, so…” she interrupted me, a little bit kinder now after realizing I was right.
“We don’t want adults around,” I grumbled, “we just want to, you know…”
My mom was quiet for a few moments. And then her face lit up.
“What about your brother?” Mom said with a face as if she had just invented something that could end world hunger. “Tell you what. When Joshua joins you, you can spend these two nights up there.”
“But mom! Joshua is… he’s a… he’s… he’s Joshua!! We’ve got all sorts of plans, and he’ll be…” I tried.
“It’s your choice. Ask your brother, or don’t go. These are the options,” she said and turned around to start doing something in the kitchen.
I was feeling furious by now. We were planning to go there by ourselves and have fun with just the two of us. I was also hoping we could continue where we left off during our last sleepover. I let my mind drift back to the previous weekend…
* * *
We were staying over at Andrea’s house, and while we watched one of the Twilight movies and drooled over Robert Pattinson, we painted each other’s nails. We were dressed in oversized t-shirts and panties. So when Andrea bent forward to grab a tissue from the box, I could see down her shirt and saw her naked boobs.
We used to take baths together when we were younger and changed clothes in front of each other, but after we entered puberty and started growing boobs, this became less frequent. We still undressed in front of each other, and we saw each other naked on several occasions, but it was more of a ‘thing’ now than it was before.
Seeing her small boobs now in this intimate moment made me look at her in a new light. And when her hard, pointy nipples came into view, I felt a tingle shoot through my vagina. I was suddenly getting extremely curious about the rest of her body but wasn’t sure how to bring it up. I kept stealing glances, but I didn’t get another glimpse besides a cameltoe in her green panties. So eventually, I tried steering the conversation toward Devon, BY FAR the hottest boy in our class. Andrea immediately perked up, and we were giggling so loud that Andrea’s mom came knocking.
“Andy, Kelly. It’s time to go to bed now. And please keep the noise down, okay? Roberto and your father are already in bed, so…” her mother said through the crack of the door.
“Okay, Mom,” Andrea said and started putting away the nail polish.
“Of course, Mrs. Lopez,” I said sweetly. “We’ll be quiet now. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, girls,” she said, smiling, and closed the door.
As we crawled into bed, we were still giggling but managed to keep the noise down. My vagina was wetter than it’s ever been before, and I needed to find a way to do something about it. I recently discovered the fine art of masturbation. But I wasn’t sure if Andrea did too, nor did I know what she’d say about me proposing or even doing it.
“Did you see it too last week?” Andrea asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“What do you mean?”
“Devon being pantsed by Mike in the middle of the gym?”
“Oh, that!” I replied, feeling sad for missing that, “no damnit! Missed that.”
“Well… I didn’t,” she whispered conspiratively. “He’s got a big bulge and tight ass. I saw it all!”
“Oh wow. Too bad there aren’t any pictures.”
“Yeah. He’s hot…” Andrea murmured.
“I’d let him take my cherry without even thinking twice about it,” I whispered.
“You go, girl!” Andrea giggled.
“Wouldn’t you?”
After a few moments of silence, she whispered back, “I… uhm… yeah. I guess so.”
“See?” I whispered. “But I heard that big isn’t necessarily better.”
“Well… according to my cousin Maria, bigger is always better,” Andrea chuckled.
“I don’t care. As long as I’m no longer a virgin, it’s good to me. Big or small,” I whispered into the silence that followed.
“As long as it’s not Mateo small,” Andrea giggled, causing me to laugh too.
Mateo is Andrea’s seven-year-old nephew, who always walks around naked in the backyard when he’s over there to go swimming. Even when we’re swimming there too. Of course, we always tease Mateo with it, but he doesn’t care about that at all. But when he got out of the pool the other day, and his little dicky was sticking up like a hard nail, Andrea’s mother stepped in and ordered him to start wearing trunks.
As I contemplated all this, I realized how wet I was between my legs and how I had an ‘I must come soon’ vibe over me.
“Andy?” I whispered.
She must’ve sensed the tension in the air because her reply was also filled with energy.
“What?”
“Do you… uhm… you know… touch yourself sometimes?” I asked with a trembling voice.
A few agonizingly long seconds passed before she whispered back, “Yes.”
“Me too. Do you think… we can do that now?”
“Yeah. After all that talk about Devon and seeing that movie, I really need to. You?”
“Oh. I… uhm… Yeah! I feel like I’m about to explode!” I said softly.
We both giggled nervously, but neither of us made a move. So I glanced over at Andrea and just nodded. I slid my hand inside my panties, and the moment I touched my slippery clit, I let out a deep sigh.
“You… uhm… wanna keep your panties on?” Andrea whispered.
“Guess not,” I replied, glad to get rid of them.
I immediately slid my panties down and dropped them beside the bed. The sound of them hitting the floor caused Andrea to move too, and seconds later, a similar sound confirmed that she also took them off.
My hand returned to that sensitive spot between my legs, and I tentatively started fingering myself. The movement beside me was the confirmation Andrea was doing the same. I was getting into it when our bare legs touched. My first reaction was to pull back, but feeling her warmth and the movement of her leg was an added layer to my growing arousal. I kept wondering how Andrea did it in the back of my head, but besides the blanket movement, combined with her soft moans, I couldn’t see anything worthwhile.
“Ohh… I’m…” I panted, glancing over at Andrea.
The focused and horny look in her eyes as she looked back was all the answer I needed. Her eyes crossed a few heartbeats later, and her body started shaking. Looking at my best friend cumming was more than enough to push me over the edge, and when my orgasm washed over me, I just knew I needed to see if I could do more with her because it was beyond hot doing this together.
When I opened my eyes again, Andrea was smiling wickedly at me.
“That was hot,” she whispered.
“It sure was. I don’t think I ever came this fast before,” I said, smiling lazily.
We lay there for a few seconds, catching our breath, when Andrea asked, “Kel?”
“Sup?”
“I… uhm… will you…” she stammered, followed by, “Never mind.”
“Oh! Come on! What is it?”
“It’s silly. Just drop it,” she said, but it wasn’t convincing.
“Tell me!” I said and poked her in the ribs, causing her to pull back and giggle.
“Okay… would you… mind holding me?”
Well… this wasn’t what I expected, but I would really like holding her, so I replied softly, “Sure! Of course.”
Andrea moved over and pressed herself against me as I spread my arms invitingly, wrapping her arms around my chest and laying her face on my left boob. I held her close and loved the feeling of having my best friend so close to me. But as she shifted, I felt her warm pussy pressed against my leg, and another tingle shot through my body.
“Andy?” I whispered.
“What?” she asked innocently.
“I feel your… uhm… against me.”
“I’m sorry. But it feels nice like this. Do you mind? Want me to move back over?”
“No. It’s just that… yeah… it does feel nice to be lying like this,” I admitted and blushed.
Andrea started moving her right hand upward over my belly and was inches short of my right boob.
“You sure did some growing, you know?” she softly said and placed her hand on my boob, sending off sparks in front of my eyes.
I wasn’t sure how to react to this. It felt incredible having her pressed against me and with her hand on my tit. But wasn’t this gay? Wasn’t I supposed to say or do something here? All sorts of thoughts shot through my head, but I decided it felt just too fantastic to stop her and just enjoy the feelings.
“Thanks. I’m almost a B now,” I heard myself say with a trembling voice, “but if I’m going to look anything like mom, I still have some growing to do. She’s a double-D!”
“Wow!” Andrea whispered. And after a moment of silence, she said, “You know… I… I really like what we did.” She looked up to meet my eyes, and I could see the vulnerability all over her face.
This was clearly a big thing between us. If this went wrong, it could jeopardize our friendship. And I wanted nothing more than our friendship. Maybe even more than masturbating together again.
“I really liked it too! It’s WAY better than just doing it by yourself,” I said, forcing myself to smile through the thick tension in the air.
“Oh! I’m SO glad you liked it too! I was afraid you’d hate me for tricking you into this!”
“Wait. What? You didn’t trick me!”
“Well… maybe a little?”
“Shut up, Andy! We did this together,” I said, hugging her tightly against me.
“Okay then. I’m glad you’re my friend, Doofus,” she whispered and hugged me back.
“Me too, Dork!” I said as we loosened our hug.
We lay there silently for a few minutes when an idea popped up.
“Hey! Maybe I can ask my mom if we can go up to the cabin this weekend! We can do all sorts of fun stuff, like swimming, create some wicked TikTok movies, and maybe… you know…” I said excitedly and blushed at the last bit.
“Really!? Do you think she’d let us go up there on our own?”
“Dunno. Gotta ask her, but we’re almost thirteen. So I don’t see why not!” I said, knowing quite well how difficult this would get, but I felt excited as hell about the idea of the two of us up there on our own. An entire weekend with my best friend up there in the mountains would be fabulous! We could play games, make our own dinner, and maybe, just maybe, go skinny dipping together. Or more. This would be freaking awesome!
“I would like that a lot!” Andrea whispered and softly squeezed my boob, which I figured was unintentional but hot nevertheless.
“Me too,” I yawned.
I felt myself grow sleepy, and before I knew it, light was streaming in through the window, and Andy was lying on her back beside me, snoring loudly.
She’d kicked down the blanket, and her t-shirt had ridden up during the night. I was looking at my best friend’s exposed pussy, and immediately thought back about last night.
Her pussy looked about the same as mine. There were a few strands of hair above it and only a few on her lips, but she was otherwise bald. The last time I looked at it this good, it was completely bald, and we were still flat-chested. We thought nothing about it back then, but I found it extremely interesting and exciting now. I got a good, long look, but as I was overthinking my next move, Andrea moved, her eyes fluttered, and she looked at me with a big smile.
“Morning,” she said warmly.
“Morning!” I answered.
“Guess we fell asleep while you hugged me,” she said, grinning.
“Yeah. Guess we did,” I smiled.
“Don’t you… think it’s… I don’t know… weird to do that?”
“No!” I replied, acting surprised, “Do you?”
“No, I don’t. But you could, you know… feel silly for what we did.”
“Stop it, Andy! I like being with you. And I don’t feel sorry or silly about that. We do what we want, remember? Girl power?”
“Oh yeah. Girl power!” she smiled and looked at the little scar on her thumb where we bonded our friendship by blood, back when we were around six. Our parents were mad as hell when they found out what we did, and Andy’s thumb had to be stitched at the doctor’s office. But it did seal our friendship, and we were still proud of it.
After eating breakfast and collecting my stuff, it was time for me to head home. We were standing at the front door, and before I could head out, Andy pulled me in another hug and gave me a peck on my cheek.
“Thanks, Kel! This was fun!”
“Yeah,” I sheepishly replied and pecked her on her cheek.
“Can’t wait for the next time!” Andrea said excitedly.
“I’ll talk to Mom, promise!”
“Awesome! Text me when you know something, kay?”
“Sure thing!”
* * *
And so here I was, standing at the bedroom door of my big brother, feeling slightly depressed for having to ask him. I was twelve and a half now, and my mom had forced me to ask my almost fourteen-year-old brother for help. This just didn’t feel fair. I sighed deeply and softly knocked on his door. “What?” came from behind the door.
“Josh? Can I come in, please?” I asked.
“One sec,” he said, and I heard some movement.
Moments later, he opened the door to let me in. I looked around in his typical boy’s room and noticed how clean it was compared to mine. On his desk, his computer screen showed some lame-ass fantasy background with two scantily dressed warrior women, and old folk music came from his speakers. On the center of his desk was a half-finished model of some ancient warrior he was working on. He sure had some weird hobbies, but I decided to ignore them since I was here to ask for his help.
“Sup?” Joshua asked as I walked in.
I looked at my brother and was once again amazed at how goofy he looked. It wasn’t just his shiny braces showing when he smiled. It was his whole appearance. Right now, he wore a black t-shirt with a stylized representation of Hedwig, Harry Potter’s owl.
Maybe it was my imagination, but it seemed like his shoulders were broader than I remembered them. But then again, I never really paid that much attention. He was my goofy brother, after all.
He was wearing his usual lounging pants, which were short, grey-colored sweat pants with a black, vertical stripe over each side. I couldn’t help but notice the lump in front of his pants and briefly wondered if maybe I had interrupted something. But I quickly ditched that thought because I didn’t want to think about my brother that way.
“I need your help,” I said, looking him in his eyes.
“Not interested,” was his short and emotionless reply.
“But…” I pressed, “you didn’t even listen to me!”
“Because it’ll probably be something stupid where you only need me to help you out, and then you’ll make fun of me again,” he said. “But if you feel the need to ask anyway, go ahead.”
I winced at his reply. The last time he helped me out, it ended with a bashing session from my soccer teammates. I had asked him to assist Molly’s mom in this big match that was coming up. Unfortunately, Molly’s mom knew nothing about soccer, and the only thing she did was tell us who played and called the substitutes, but at least we had a coach this way. I knew Joshua had studied the game frantically. His motivation to do this was typical for him. It was a different sport than usual, so he wanted to learn all about it. Plain and simple.
And he did have some good pointers before and during the match. But he overdid his duty in a way that only Joshua can. He dressed like a proper, high-class soccer coach. Joshua wore dress pants and a blouse and was even sucking on a lollipop. This caused a few giggles and weird faces from my teammates, but he ignored that or didn’t care.
The problem was that his dress pants were a little tight. I don’t remember it at all, and I didn’t want to know about it back then, but Andrea mentioned afterward that his front was filled out quite obviously. But when he sat down on the bench at the end of the second half, his pants ripped, and his plain white boxers were showing. All the girls on the field were pointing and laughing at him.
I didn’t want to, and I felt sorry for him. But it was a funny sight, and I didn’t want to chicken out in front of the other girls. So I joined them in their mocking session and laughed too. I felt terrible about it afterward, but I never apologized to my brother. I was hoping he’d forgotten about it, but that was clearly not the case.
“I’m really sorry about last time, Josh. I… it was…”
“I get it. I know how it works with group pressure. But it was… you know… I helped you out!”
“I know. And I really hate myself for it. So if you don’t wanna help me, I get it. And I totally understand. Just know I’m really sorry about it, and it won’t happen again. I promise,” I replied, feeling genuinely shitty about last time.
Joshua seemed to lighten up a little after my apology. “So, what is it this time?” Joshua asked.
“Andy and I want to spend this weekend up in the cabin, but Mom won’t let us go by ourselves. But if you join us, she says it’s fine…” I tried, keeping my eyes on him to size up his reaction.
“Just you and Andy?” he asked, and I felt him opening up to the idea.
“Yeah. Just the two of us. Well… three when you come with us,” I smiled warmly.
“What’s in it for me?” Joshua asked flatly.
“You… uhm… I don’t know… What do you want?”
This took him by surprise, judging by the look on his face. His eyes roamed around, but he was clearly struggling to find something he needed.
“I… uhm… I don’t want you guys to make fun of me,” he started.
“Of course. We won’t bother you if you don’t bother us. Deal! Anything else?”
“I want peace and quiet to make my drawings. And you two take care of dinner for those days.”
“Drawings. Dinner. Check!” I said, pleased about how this was playing out.
Joshua was quiet for a few moments and said, “And you take over my dishwasher duty for two weeks when we get back!”
“One week!” I said, not wanting to give in too much.
“Deal!” Joshua said, extending his hand for me to shake on.
“Great!” I said, shook his hand, and gave him a hug after we shook.
He hugged me back, and I was still feeling sorry about the last time. So I whispered, “I’m really sorry about earlier! I shouldn’t have done that! Can you forgive me?
“It’s okay. Just don’t do it again. When do we leave?”
We talked about when we wanted to leave, what to bring and who would carry what. Joshua insisted on taking the old, big backpack with the food, drinks, spare clothes, and towels because it was the heaviest and because he was the man. I giggled at that, but I’d let him have that one. I would carry our swimwear, sunscreen, the new first-aid kit, and some of Joshua’s drawing materials, whereas Andy would take all the extras, like props for our Tik-Toks, board games, and stuff. “Did you check the weather?” Joshua asked as I left his room.
“Yeah! It’s gonna be sunny and warm all weekend!” I smiled broadly.
“Nice!”
* * *
It had been almost an hour since we said goodbye to Mom and started our hike toward the cabin. Our cabin was on the edge of the Mammoth Cave National Park and has been in our family for many generations. When the national park was established about eighty years ago, our grandfather agreed to sell the land to the government but demanded that our cabin be allowed to stay. And that we’d always have access to it through the dirt road. The agreement included that we weren’t allowed to sell the cabin, but our family never considered this, so the deal was made, and our family was the only party in the agreement that could end it. So we had that cabin until time itself ended.
From our home, it was a nearly four-hour hike. We usually hiked up there at least once a month. But lately, because of my dad’s busy schedule, this was down to around once every two months. About twice a year, my dad took the four-by-four, drove to the cabin for maintenance, and restocked food, drinks, and all the other stuff that needed replacement. Joshua went with him the last three or four times to help.
But he hated this. He just wanted to stay in his room to draw, work on his models, or write. Unfortunately for him, Dad insisted and also made Joshua help him with the usual gardening work. The forest ended in our backyard and required a lot of maintenance. We got our firewood for both the house and cabin from it, and Dad needed Joshua to help him. This was his way of making sure to pass the knowledge down to another generation.
“Let’s take a break here, kay?” I said to Kelly.
“Yes. Please!” she panted.
We had just completed one of the steepest parts of the hike, and I could hear how she struggled. Kelly had only been in the cabin once when we were about eight years old, and that time we drove up there with Dad.
“Josh? We’re taking a break,” I called out.
Joshua was behind us and had his earbuds in, listening to his music. We needed to get off the trail a bit and into an open spot near the trees. He gave me a thumbs-up, and Andrea and I walked over to the place. Moments later, as Joshua joined us, I handed each of them a water bottle. We sat down on some rocks, and I could see their faces were as flushed as mine from the climb.
It was already eighty-eight degrees outside, and we’d probably be topping ninety today. Andrea and I were basically dressed the same. We wore short, Daisy Duke style jeans, tight tank tops, and our hair in a ponytail. Andrea wore a red tank top. Mine was green. That was about the only difference. And our hair color, of course. We didn’t talk about it or anything. This was just our favorite outfit during warm sunny days.
Joshua was dressed for the occasion for once. Instead of black jeans and some lame-ass t-shirt, he was wearing light-brown, short khaki’s that ended halfway down his upper leg, topped off with a plain white shirt. I checked out his white legs and noticed they were completely hairless and still looked kind of boyish. But when I looked at his shoulders, I saw the confirmation of what I saw earlier. They had broadened over the last few months. He looked more like a man than a boy on that part of his body. I guessed the hard work in the garden was the cause of that. The only weird thing about Joshua’s outfit today was the lightweight jacket he tied around his waist.
“Why are you carrying that jacket? The weather only predicted sun for this weekend,” Andrea asked Joshua.
“Dunno. Just wanna be prepared for the worst, I guess,” Joshua shrugged and took a big swig from the water bottle.
“Better safe than sorry,” I said, not wanting Joshua to feel mocked.
“True,” Andrea added, probably sensing my intentions.
“You sure you’ve checked the weather?” Joshua asked while looking at the sky.
“Of course!” I replied but noticed Joshua’s eyes on the dark cloud that was forming.
“There’s no service,” Andrea said while holding up her phone to make her point.
“No shit! Better get used to that.” I smiled and ignored my brother’s rolling eyes, “There’s only one stripe of service every now and then. But only when we’re at the top. And then even just at certain spots near the lake.”
“Oh,” Andrea said and looked a bit disappointed.
“We better get moving. Just in case,” Joshua said as he got on his feet. “We’ve got about two hours of walking left.”
We got going again, and as the clouds above us kept growing, we kept increasing our pace. Finally, we left the cover of the woods behind us and went on to the open fields.
“It’s one straight shot to the cabin now, but I don’t think we’ll make it there before the rain,” I said when we paused for another quick drink and glanced at the almost pitch-black sky above us.
“Don’t we need to get back?” Andrea asked, looking a bit scared.
Joshua looked at the sky, and I could see the worried look on his face. He untied the jacket from his waist and put it on. I realized the temperature had dropped several degrees in the last few minutes, so I couldn’t blame him, and by now, I felt stupid for not bringing one myself.
“We’re way past the halfway point. So it’s smarter to press on than to head back,” Joshua matter-of-factly said.
“The weather can suddenly change up here,” I told Andrea, trying to comfort her.
“Oh?” she softly said and looked a bit scared.
“Yeah. We’ve had this a few times before. The weather forecast is all good and sunny. And then suddenly, a bad rainstorm comes out of nowhere on the slope of the mountain. Usually, it’s just a lot of rain, nothing serious with lightning or tornadoes,” I smiled, trying to put Andrea at ease, but feeling a bit scared myself since I’ve never seen it this dark before.
After about fifteen minutes of walking, where we almost doubled our pace, I felt a big drop of water on my shoulder. And immediately after that, another one on the middle of my head. Andrea yelped beside me, indicating she felt them too.
We had still a good twenty minutes of walking left and nowhere to hide, so we were bound to get wet. And oh boy, were we in for a treat.
“Okay. We’ll have to keep walking,” Joshua said behind us as the rain started to come down.
After a few minutes of relatively mild rain, the skies opened. It was as if someone emptied an endless bucket of water over us. I could hardly make out the drops, and water was just everywhere.
“HERE!” Joshua shouted from behind us and handed us his jacket.
“WHAT ABOUT YOU?”
“JUST HOLD IT ABOVE YOUR HEADS AND KEEP WALKING!” he shouted, and I could see his shirt was soaked and clinging to his body, and in that brief moment noticed his developed pecs.
That’s when I realized I was also soaked to the bone, and my top was clinging to my body as well. A quick glance at Andrea learned she was in the same position as I. Good thing we both wore bras today. Otherwise, we’d be practically topless.
“GO!” I shouted to Andrea, and we started walking so fast, we were almost running.
Joshua’s jacket didn’t seem like much when he gave it to us, but it was actually extremely helpful. It kept our faces dry, and we could clearly see where we were going. I was starting to feel cold all over my body, but the jacket kept most of my upper body relatively dry, and therefore I felt less cold on the upper half.
This made me think about Joshua. He must be freezing behind us! But that moment, Andrea shouted, “THERE IT IS!” I looked where she was pointing and saw our cabin pop up through the rain.
We ran toward the front door, glad to have the cover of the porch above us. Joshua had the key to the door, so I turned around to see where he was. But when I looked back, I didn’t see him. It was difficult to see through the heavy rain, but he was on our heels when we started our last part. I waited a few more seconds, but he didn’t show.
“WHERE’S JOSH!?” Andrea shouted, trying to get above the loud noise the rain was making on the porch’s roof, and she was looking worried.
“I DON’T KNOW!” I answered, feeling very scared now.
We waited a few more seconds before I grabbed the jacket from Andrea and shouted, “GIVE ME THE JACKET! I’LL GO LOOK FOR HIM!” and reached out my hands.
“NO! WE’LL GO TOGETHER. WHAT IF HE FELL? YOU CAN’T CARRY HIM BY YOURSELF!”
I had to give that to her. It was wiser to go together, but I didn’t want to force Andrea through the rain again. But since she proposed it herself, I simply nodded. Andrea held up the jacket. We got under it and started running back to where we came from.
“JOSH!” I shouted, but no reaction.
“JOSH!” Andrea shouted a few moments later.
There was still no reply, and my heart was beating inside my throat. I was so worried right at that moment I didn’t even care about the rain anymore. We kept running, and the moment I came over a small bump, my heart stopped. There was Joshua’s body lying motionless on the ground.
“JOSH!! JOSH!!” I shouted and ran toward him, feeling almost paralyzed with panic.
“JOSH!” I heard Andrea shout behind me, but it barely registered.
“Josh?” I asked, hovering over him to protect him from the pouring rain and trying to find out what was wrong.
A feeling of relief washed over me when he opened his eyes. His look was a bit unfocused, and his body was trembling all over, but he was alive.
“My… my ankle. I… I tripped…” he stammered between his shivers.
“Do you think you can get up?”
He looked at me, and I could see he tested his other foot. Then, a second later, he nodded and said, “If you can help me get up, I think I can manage.”
“Andy?” I said and looked at Andrea.
We helped Joshua to his feet, and I noticed him trembling like a leaf. The moment he put weight on his strained ankle, he moaned.
“Come on,” I said, looked at Andrea, and started supporting my brother on his left side.
Andrea got the idea and got to his right side. Joshua placed his arms over our shoulders for support, and we were ready to head to the cabin. Thankfully, the rain was down to more normal proportions by now, so we didn’t have to shout anymore. When we started walking, I noticed the backpack Joshua was carrying lying on the ground and reached out to pick it up
“Leave it,” Joshua moaned through clenched teeth. “It’s soaked all the way through… It’s way too heavy to take with us… and no use right now.”
“Okay. I’ll go get it when the rain stops,” I replied, realizing he was right. It just contained stuff we could do without at the moment, especially since everything was soaking wet anyway.
Our primary focus was getting into the cabin and ensuring we got dry. So we started heading for the cabin, and despite Joshua’s sore ankle, we arrived there quicker than I expected. As we were standing there, dripping all over the porch floor, Joshua let go of me and started searching in his pocket. His hands were shaking badly. But moments later, he handed me the key, and I quickly unlocked the door.
“Kelly!” Andrea said panicky behind me as I pushed against the door.
I looked back and stepped in just in time to support Joshua. He was shivering uncontrollably, and it seemed as if he had passed out. Moments after I caught him, he seemed to have snapped back.
“You okay?” I asked worriedly.
“I’m so cold…” he said, barely above a whisper.
“Let’s get inside. Now!” I said to Andrea, who nodded understandably.
We managed to get inside, and with my foot, I pulled back one of the wooden chairs from the table, and we helped Joshua sit down. I looked at my brother, and his shaking was almost painful to watch. His eyes kept closing, and his lips were turning blue.
“We need to get him out of these wet clothes,” I said to Andrea, realizing I was shivering quite a bit myself.
“And then what? We don’t have towels or spare clothes!” she said, and I could hear the panic in her voice.
“Grab the blankets from that bed, and put them all on the big bed over there. I’ll start undressing Josh in the meantime,” I said, feeling the urgency to take the lead.
I looked at her surprised face. “What?” I asked since she didn’t start moving.
“Are you really going to undress him? Like… all the way?”
“I… uhm… well… maybe not ALL the way,” I stammered, just now realizing what I said, “but we need to do something! If his temperature drops too low, it can be a serious thing! I read about it the other day. So, please… grab these blankets, and we’ll try to get him warmed up.”
That did it for Andrea. She turned around and headed for the blankets. I decided for myself that undressing Joshua down to his underwear would be okay for the three of us. We’d gone swimming together a lot, and this wouldn’t be much different from that. So I grabbed the bottom of his soaking wet shirt and lifted it over his head. Joshua had still enough consciousness in him to lift his arms.
It didn’t go really smoothly, but a few seconds later, the shirt landed on the floor with a loud smack. Seeing him now without his shirt made me notice how much his chest had developed since the last time I saw him shirtless. He had nice pecs, a clear start of a six-pack, and lovely, broad shoulders. How could I’ve missed this? Was it all because of his stupid clothes and geeky hobbies?
Needing to focus on the job at hand, I shook my head and knelt down to take off his shoes and socks. I threw his first shoe on top of his shirt, and I noticed Andrea was done with spreading out the blankets on the bed.
“I’m getting pretty cold myself!” she said softly, probably ashamed of admitting this now.
“Yeah. Me too. First things first,” I replied, realizing we also needed to find a solution for ourselves.
I started working on Joshua’s second shoe. The moment it came off, I noticed how odd his upper body was angled. I looked up and saw his eyes were closed again, and he was hanging to one side.
“JOSH!” I shouted and got to my feet.
His body slumped over further as I did this, and he dropped to the floor with a loud thump.
“Quick! Help me carry him to the bed!” I said to Andrea, who came running over.
I stood near Joshua’s head, put my hands under his armpits, and tried to get some grip. After a few moments, I felt like I had enough grip, so I nodded at Andrea, who counted down. With a lot of effort, I got his upper body onto the bed, but only a little bit of his butt was resting on the blankets, and his feet were still on the ground.
“He’s heavy!” Andrea panted.
“I know! Can you please get the sheet from the other bed?” I asked Andrea, realizing we needed to do something to get a bit dryer.
This time, she didn’t ask why but rushed over and quickly returned with the thin cotton sheet we used to ly on. She handed it to me, and as I started drying Joshua’s upper body with the corner of the sheet, she started working on his legs and feet. After we were done, I draped a bit of the blanket over his upper body. We still needed to get him entirely into the bed. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to fully cover him. But I also still needed to get rid of his wet pants first.
“I know. But this is good for now,” I said and stood next to his upper legs, where I started undoing his button and zipper.
“Good thinking!” Andrea said as she stood close to me, and I could hear her shivering.
As I started sliding down his wet khakis, his white boxer briefs came into view. First, the Calvin Klein text on the waistband, but soon enough, the white cotton of the boxers itself. When I started pulling down his pants, I thought nothing of it. But now that I saw his soaked boxers appear, I realized this had nothing to do with swimwear we’ve seen him in before.
Because they were so wet, they were almost transparent. I didn’t immediately realize it when I saw the dark spot of his pubes appear, but the moment my brother’s dick came into view, I realized that I was basically looking at his naked dick.
Though I decided to keep on going, Andrea sucked in a breath beside me, and it was obvious she wasn’t expecting to see this either. “Is that… what I think it is?” she whispered.
“I guess…” I softly replied, not taking my eyes off it as more and more of it was exposed.
I kept pulling down his pants, figuring the damage was already done. But when his darker dickhead appeared, I realized my brother had a reasonably big dick. I had such a good, long look that I was pretty sure it was four, or just a little over four inches long and quite thick.
I lifted each leg out of his pants and threw the pants aside. When I looked up at my brother and saw him lying there basically naked, an extremely strong tremble shot through my body, making my pussy instantly soaking wet. But seeing how wet his underwear was, I knew he needed to get rid of them too. And it would hardly make any difference in how much exposed he was already.
“Josh?” I asked.
He blinked and opened his eyes. His eyes moved from left to right, and it was evident that he didn’t have a clue where he was. So I stepped closer, and his eyes locked on mine when I came into view.
“Wha… what?”
“We need to get you into the bed to warm up, but…” I started.
“But what?” he asked, his focus slightly sharper than before.
“Well… your, uhm… Your underwear is wet. Really wet. Can you take ‘em off, or do you need help?”
“My underwear?” he asked, suddenly with panic in his voice as he realized he was almost completely naked already.
He lifted his head and looked down. His current situation couldn’t be missed from his point of view, and he started blushing furiously.
“I’m sorry, Josh. But you need to get warm,” I said with the most sympathetic voice I could find.
He simply nodded, and his hands started moving down, but they trembled so hard that he couldn’t find the waistband.
“You do it,” he whispered after a few failed attempts.
My heart was almost beating out of my chest as I started working on pulling down my brother’s underwear. But as it came down, I realized that looking at his exposed dick was still different from looking at it through the transparent white cloth.
His cut dick pointed downward and laid over his tight ballsack. His sack was pulled so tight that I couldn’t make out his balls. It was completely hairless, and a small patch of black hair above his penis was the only hair he had on his body besides his head.
“All done,” I said without trying to look too long and obvious at his dick, “let’s get you on the bed properly. Andy?”
I looked at my best friend and noticed she had taken off her top and shorts and was standing there in her underwear, shaking with her eyes locked on my brother’s groin.
“These clothes are so cold!” she stammered apologetically.
“I know,” I said and knew I had to get out of mine quickly as well.
We each got on one side of my brother’s shoulder and helped him completely onto the mattress. I saw his dick flopping around in the corner of my eye as he moved, which was very intriguing. We covered him with the blankets, and as I got off the bed, I looked at him and saw he was out again. I was feeling worried, and it must’ve shown because Andrea said, “He’ll be alright, Kel.”
“You really think so?” I said as I started taking off my top.
“Well… In the Girl Scouts, I learned that warming up another person can quickly be achieved by using body heat… And this works both ways.”
“You mean…” I asked, wondering if she was thinking what I was thinking.
“Yeah. We need to get in bed with your brother… I don’t think there’s another way.”
I noticed she didn’t sound disappointed or apprehensive at all. And the idea of feeling my brother’s naked body near me, or even against me, didn’t put me off at all! Heck! I liked the idea!
“And we need to…” I said, pointing at my panties, “take these off too, right?”
“I guess…” Andrea said, and I could see her blush.
“I bought these especially for this weekend,” she said, blushing and looking at mine.
“So did I,” I giggled and noticed how similar they looked.
Both were black with a bit of lace on the edges. They were nothing fancy. Just nice, stylish panties that made us look more mature. Andrea was wearing a striped blue and white bra, and as she reached around to undo the hooks, I felt butterflies in my stomach over the idea of seeing her boobs altogether.
It took me a second, but when I snapped out of it, I started working on my green bra with white dots. It was closed at the front, but by now, my hands were beginning to shake uncontrollably too, and I couldn’t undo it.
“Here. Lemme help,” Andrea softly said as she watched me.
My eyes were immediately drawn to her boobs. Her skin was naturally dark with her Cuban background, and her nipples were even darker. Her breasts were smaller than mine, and as she said before, they were a small A-cup. Not big, but clearly passed the puffy-nipple stage.
Her hands went to the front of my bra, and as her fingers started working on the clasps, another tingle shot through my pussy. Despite the cold, I was feeling all warm inside. But when she opened my bra and her hands moved the pads away, her palms brushed my stiff nipples, and a soft moan escaped my throat.
“You okay?” Andrea asked and looked at me with a sly smile.
“Yeah,” I smiled and nodded enthusiastically.
“Let’s help you out of these as well,” she said, and her hands started pulling at my panties.
Before I could react, they were at my ankles, and I stepped out of them. I felt Andrea’s eyes roam over my body, and I felt exposed but very sexy standing there, despite my shaking hands and body.
“You look nice,” she whispered, and I could see her blush.
Andrea grabbed the sheet and started drying my body. She did it quite unceremonially, but it still felt incredibly nice to feel her hands all over my body. Andrea didn’t linger as much on my boobs as I would’ve done to her, but I didn’t blame her, considering how cold we both were. She gently pushed against my shoulders and started drying my back.
“All done,” she said, and as I turned around, she was already drying herself.
She looked at me as she was drying herself. She handed me the towel as she started pulling down her own panties, and after a few moments of me drinking in the sight of her nude body, I gave back the sheet. I noticed how much her hands were shaking now, and I folded my arms in front of my chest to at least feel a little bit warmer. After Andrea was done, she tossed the sheet on the ground
We stood on either side of the bed, ready to get in. “This is weird,” I said, looking at my naked best friend as I was about to step equally naked into the same bed as my nude brother.
“Yeah… But it’s for the best,” she smiled.
I lifted the blanket and saw my brother was still passed out. I looked at his now exposed chest and still wondered how it got this hot this quickly. I inhaled deeply, stepped in, and draped the blanket over us. The bed was shaking as Andrea was doing the same on the other side of the bed.
I lay on my back, and my right side was pressed against my brother’s body. His body felt even colder than mine, and I could still feel him shiver a little. We laid quietly like this for a good ten minutes, and I felt our combined heat warming us up nicely by now.
“What are you doing?” Joshua mumbled as he was getting back to us.
I looked at him and said soothingly, “We need to get you warm, remember?”
“Oh. Right. But… I’m… you’re…” he stammered.
“I know. But getting out of our wet clothes was the only way to get warm quickly. After we’re warm, we’ll light up the fireplace,” I smiled warmly as I looked into my brother’s eyes.
He was looking at me with a panicked look in his eyes that I couldn’t place. But when I felt something brush against my hip, my eyes widened, and Joshua winched. Was this his…?
“Turn on your side,” Andrea said, “that way, our bodies make the most contact, and the effect will be even better.”
She pushed against Joshua’s shoulder, and he turned toward me. I hesitated slightly because I wanted to ensure I felt what I felt. But it quickly dawned on me that I could feel it even better with my back pressed against him.
So I also turned to my left side, and when I felt Joshua was on his side too, I scooted back. At first, his upper chest touched my back, but I was determined to feel all of him against me by now. So I moved my lower body back toward my brother. The moment I felt his dick touch my lower back, I felt my pussy contract. This was a dick pressed against me. And a hard one as far as I could tell. I didn’t care that it was attached to my brother at all. It was an even bigger turn-on, if I was being frank.
When I was pressed entirely against him, there was no more doubt that he was hard as a rock. It was nudged between my butt cheeks, and the tip was pressed against my lower back. I was SO excited to feel this that I felt as if every nerve in my body was on high alert.
“I’m so sorry, Kel,” Joshua whispered so softly I could barely hear it, but the panic in his voice was unmistakable.
“It’s okay,” I croaked a little too loud as my voice betrayed me.
“What is?” Andrea asked behind us.
“Lying like this,” I responded, internally proud of this quick reply because I didn’t want this to ever end.
“Yeah. It’s better, isn’t it? I’m starting to feel warmer already. How are you doing, Josh?”
“Hmppf,” was all that came out of his throat.
“Well… you’ve stopped shaking, and you’re not passing out, so it’s better, right?” Andrea asked.
I felt Joshua nod and his body relaxed a little. We were lying like this for about five minutes, each of us lost in our thoughts. Joshua’s hard dick twitched every now and then, and I was only thinking about how nice it felt to feel him pressed against me like this. But, deep down, I knew I needed more. So, after a long internal struggle, I grabbed his hand that was lying modestly on my hip and placed it directly on my left boob. When his hand touched my over-sensitive nipple, my pussy started contracting sharply again.
When his hand closed itself around my boob, another exciting thing happened. My brother’s hard dick twitched violently between us. To me, this indicated that he was also enjoying this tremendously.
“I… I’m sorry,” he whispered real softly again into my ear.
I responded by pushing my butt back against his hardon, and I squeezed my butt cheeks at the same time to let him know I wanted this. Apparently, Joshua needed no further encouragement because he started kneading my boob and gently pinched my nipple. I could barely hold back a few moans, and my cheeks kept gently rubbing over his shaft. My pussy was beyond wet by now, and I felt an incredible urge to touch it. It would just be too many kinds of wrong to do this now, but I felt my hormones were clouding my judgment at the moment.
“This is really helping,” Andrea said behind me, snapping me back to reality, “I’m starting to feel warm. Almost sweaty. But my back is still cold.”
“Uh-uh,” I managed to get out of my throat.
“And I don’t hear the rain anymore,” Andrea continued.
I was clamping my legs shut in a vain attempt to release the pressure. But Joshua’s kneading hand on my tit and hard rod against my back made this impossible.
“No. Guess it stopp- aah,” Joshua said and moaned as I firmly rubbed my butt against his cock again.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Uh-huh,” Joshua said, and I could feel him nod.
“Hey! Have you been working out?” Andrea asked after a few seconds, and I could hear the sweet talk ooze from her voice.
A very slight sting of jealousy shot through me. It was odd to feel jealous of my brother. Of course, Joshua wasn’t my boyfriend, nor could he ever be. He was my damn brother! But still… I wanted to touch him. Feel his cock and hard muscles.
I wanted him inside me.
That realization shocked me. It came out of nowhere, but it was SO true! I wanted my virginity to be gone, and I wanted my big brother to take it.
“N- no,” Joshua stammered.
“Well… I noticed you’ve grown some muscles, and I think they look nice on you,” Andrea said as she kept on sweet-talking my brother.
I felt her fingers touch me every now and then as her hands caressed the side of Joshua’s body. Her light touches felt electric to me, and that’s when I knew it. I was in bed naked with a boy I wanted to give my virginity to and with my best friend I wanted to fool around with. How could this be wrong? If I played it right, I might have both.
As I was considering my options, Andrea said, “can we turn on our other side now? My back is still cold.”
Joshua swallowed audibly behind me, and the gears of my brain kicked into motion. I lifted my brother’s hand from my boob, squeezed my cheeks one more time, eliciting another soft moan, and then turned to my back. I smiled when I saw the fear on Joshua’s face and looked at Andrea.
“He can’t turn around. He’s got a boner, and he doesn’t want you to feel it,” I said, and Joshua’s eyes went wide as saucers.
I knew I was putting him on the spot this way. But I also knew that Andrea would be cool about it. And this way, it was way easier to make a move. So Andrea blinked a few times, and then a sly smile spread across her lips. She winked at me and turned to her back too.
“I get it,” she said, “but you don’t have to be ashamed. It’s natural. Right, Kel?”
I wasn’t sure where she was going with this, but I decided to play along. So I said, “Completely natural.”
“But we’ve already seen it when we put you in bed. And I think you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of,” Andrea said as she kept looking at the ceiling.
Joshua turned to his back and looked at me, then at Andrea. I noticed something had changed in the way he looked at me. It wasn’t anger or fear. It was something else.
“But it isn’t fair,” he whispered, also looking at the ceiling now.
“What isn’t?” I asked, realizing now what the change in his look was. He was horny!
“You two saw me, but I didn’t get a chance to look at you,” he whispered after a short pause.
“Well… we could pull down the blankets,” I said softly, “it’s way too hot under them by now anyway.”
The three of us chuckled nervously at that, but no one made a move. The tension inside the room was thick, and I felt like we were about to cross a line.
“You’re also going to see your sister naked. You know that, right?” Andrea said with a grin that I couldn’t place.
“So?” I snapped, “What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing! Honestly. But some people might think it’s weird. Just saying.”
“I like how she looks,” Joshua whispered shyly, “So what if she’s my sister? It’s not like we’re having sex.”
“Yet…” Andrea said bluntly in the silence that followed.
That made my heart skip a few beats. The realization of me wanting to have sex was back, and there was no way I could deny it.
Joshua alternated his look between Andrea and me and shrugged. He surprised me as he took the initiative. With his feet, he started pulling down the blankets covering us. He stopped when the blanket reached our midsections and looked openly at my boobs. He switched his gaze between Andrea and me, and I felt extremely sexy being watched like this. Especially when I also saw Andrea looking at me with a lustful look in her eyes.
But my eyes switched between Joshua’s hairless and slightly muscular chest and Andrea’s small boobs. I loved looking at both and wanted to lick and kiss them badly. The blanket ended just below the top of Joshua’s pubic hairs, and his dick made a small tent. I couldn’t see it clearly enough, but it seemed that a few of Andrea’s pubes were also visible. The tension about seeing forbidden flesh was almost unbearable.
“Wow,” Joshua said softly, “you look amazing!”
“Yeah. You too,” Andrea and I replied simultaneously.
We all giggled nervously at that. My heart was beating fast as I anticipated the next step. Joshua must’ve sensed it because the blanket slowly moved further down moments later. At first, his reddish dickhead came into view, and both Andrea and I sucked in a breath. This didn’t seem to bother Joshua because the blanket kept moving down. Then, more and more of his stiff dick appeared, and in the corner of my eye, I saw Andrea’s pussy on display.
But two pairs of eyes were focused on my brother’s stiff dick, which looked amazing! Then, finally, when the blanket started sliding down over his balls and his entire dick was visible, I could adequately judge its size and girth. I guessed that with five and a half inches, it was slightly longer than when it was soft. But seeing it hard and throbbing with every heartbeat impressed me even more than when I saw it for the first time.
I glanced quickly at Andrea and saw her eyes were roaming over my body. But my eyes returned to that amazing piece of hard flesh between my brother’s legs.
“Can I touch it?” I heard myself whisper and looked Joshua in his eyes.
“I… uhm… you…” he stammered.
But I actually didn’t need approval. I felt a deep, primal need to feel, squeeze, and jerk it. I needed to see him cum, and that need came from a place so deep inside my soul that I didn’t even know I had it. I watched my hand as it snaked over his hip, inching its way toward the end zone.
The moment my fingertips touched the hard rod, I was amazed by the warmth radiating from it. But I didn’t waste any time on this unexpected fact, and when I saw my hand wrap around it, another surge of pleasure shot through my already trembling pussy.
“Ahhhh!!!” Joshua moaned when my fingers gripped him firmly.
I couldn’t explain the pleasure and amazement I felt when I held my very first boner in my hand. It felt hard and soft at the same time, and I could feel my brother’s heartbeat through it. Next, my hand moved upward, and when I reached the edge of his dickhead, I was treated with a completely new texture under my shaky fingers. Then, when they completely covered his dickhead, the softness and sponginess gave me another shot of pleasure. And as I softly squeezed it, Joshua moaned again.
My eyes were fixed on his dick and balls, and all of this lasted only a few seconds. Then, as I was toying with it, I saw Andrea’s hand join mine. Her hand was on the bottom half of my brother’s hard cock, and she moved down to cup his balls. These fascinated me greatly, but right now, I was primarily focused on his dickhead and shaft.
I’ve already seen enough clips of guys jerking off that I knew the basic mechanics. And that same primal urge to touch his cock, was urging me on to watch him shoot his cum. It was almost as if I wasn’t myself anymore as that urge took over.
So I gently moved my hand down over the tip of his dick, where my hand touched Andrea’s. Our eyes met briefly, and judging by how she looked at me, she was almost hornier than I felt.
But by now, I was on a mission. I wanted my brother to cum. I wanted, no, I needed to see him spurt his cum. There was only one way we’d go from here, and that was his orgasm. So as I slowly started moving my fist up and down the tip and upper half of his cock, Andrea began to massage the lower half, which she alternated with toying with his balls.
“Ohhh… I’m… AAAHHHH!” Joshua moaned and squirmed under our massaging hands.
Andrea and I kept going, and I saw her move in the corner of my eye. She laid her head on Joshua’s chest and looked at me longingly. I instinctively knew what she wanted, so I moved my head up too, and the moment our noses touched, we kissed each other passionately.
“Stop it! I’m… LOOK OUT!” Joshua said with fear in his voice.
I could feel him trying to squirm away from our hands, but I would have nothing of that. He was probably afraid he’d cum, and we’d be offended by it, but the exact opposite was true.
“Just let it come! Shoot your stuff for us!” I hoarsely said, breaking the kiss with Andrea and looking down at his thick cock.
“I… AH! AH! AH! AAAAHH!!” Joshua moaned.
I felt his dick grow even fatter in my massaging hand, and it started kicking violently. Then, a heartbeat later, the first spurt flew out of his dick and hit me on my chin. The following spurts weren’t as powerful, but the globs landed all over the top of his six-pack and ended around his belly button.
A good six or seven spurts later, a small dribble hung from the tip of his dick, and Joshua was panting heavily.
As I realized what I had just seen, I looked over at Andrea, feeling stunned. But as I looked at her, I only saw horniness and lust in her eyes. She didn’t look surprised at all. Her lips turned into a wicked smile when she looked at my chin. Andrea moved in and licked the glob of cum from my face. This both tickled and felt hot at the same time.
“Mmhhh. Nice!” she smiled after exaggeratingly licking her lips.
She glanced down at the top of my brother’s six-pack and lapped up some of that too. This was it! I needed a taste too! I wanted to know what it tasted like, and I certainly didn’t want Andrea to have it all. So I also moved down and lapped up the nearest glob.
It tasted… interesting. It was between sweet and salt and had a very intriguing texture. It took me a little while to process, but I knew I liked it. I liked it a lot, so I moved my face down to get some more and satisfy my primal need.
My face was just inches away from my brother’s still hard cock and the small patch of black pubes as I was licking all over his muscular lower abdomen. Then, in the corner of my eye, I saw Andrea move. Judging by the movement of the mattress, she was getting up. I didn’t care too much about what she was about to do because I was too focused on eating my brother’s cum.
But, moments later, when I felt her hands on my knees, gently spreading them, I figured she would touch my soaking pussy. Maybe even finger me and satisfy my neglected puss!
So I willingly spread my legs. I was lapping up the last drop around Joshua’s belly button. After this, just the drop hanging from the slit of his dick was left. But I was too chicken to lick his dick, so I decided to leave it hanging. Since I was done here and Andrea was going to touch me, I might as well get comfortable, soI turned to my back. Joshua was still panting and had his arm over his head, looking at the ceiling.
I was expecting a few probing fingers around my pussy. But when I felt something moist and warm cover my pussy lips and a wet, soft worm sneaking around and trying to wiggle its way between my lips, I immediately put two and two together. My best friend was eating me out!
I let out a loud moan when the realization hit, and the overwhelming feeling washed over my body. Joshua’s body moved beside me, and judging by his soft, “oh fuck!”, he saw what was going on and apparently loved it.
Moments later, I felt his hand on my tit again, and he started pinching my nipple gently. His massaging hand and squeezing fingers lifted me off the bed. At least mentally. I felt like I was floating in mid-air because of all the attention my body was getting.
Andrea’s tongue was doing something magical between my legs because I felt like I was practically cumming, but somehow she managed to prevent the inner dam from breaking. I was constantly on the verge of cumming, but never went over the top.
“I think you’re ready,” Andrea said, and a shot of disappointment shot through my body as her face left my pussy.
“Ready for what?” I asked, looking down at my best friend’s face that was looking up from between my spread legs.
“Ready to get fucked,” she said matter-of-factly, and a wicked smile slowly appeared.
I noticed Andrea’s hand was around Joshua’s hard cock, slowly massaging it. It took a few moments for her words to sink in, but I looked at my brother when they did. The look on his face was a mixture of fear, surprise, and lust. This look represented precisely how I felt. I wanted to feel his hard dick slide into me. But I had never done this before. Wouldn’t it hurt? And, last but not least, he was my freaking brother!
“But… I’m… we’re… he’s my…” I stammered.
“She’s my… I… I never…” Joshua stammered next to me.
Andrea started laughing and looked at us both.
“Look,” she started, “I know you’re brother and sister. But I think that’s the best way to do this! You love each other, but not like ‘that’. So if either of you doesn’t like it, no one’s feelings will get hurt. And no bragging, slut shaming, nothing!”
Being the drama queen she is, a dramatic pause followed, where I let these words sink in. It only took me a few moments to make a decision. I wanted to be fucked by my brother. He had a nice body, he’d never hurt me, and Andrea would be here for moral support. But Andrea’s words about us not being romantically involved gave me the final push.
“But..” I heard Joshua half-heartedly sputter.
“I want to try it…” I whispered softly, interrupting my brother and looking him in his eyes.
“You do?” Joshua asked, and the fear on his face was instantly replaced with amazement.
“Yeah. Andy’s right. I know I want to know what it feels like, and I guess you do too,” I said, feeling myself grow even hornier by the thought of losing my virginity to my own brother.
“I uhm… I guess you’re right. But are you sure it isn’t… I don’t know… weird?” he said, but somehow I knew he was playing it down so he wouldn’t seem too eager.
“Why would it be weird?” Andrea chipped in, “it’s just sex! It’s not like you’re trying to get her pregnant or something.”
“How do we do it?” I said to no one in particular but was determined to get this show on the road.
I was hornier than I’ve ever been, and getting fucked by that magnificent-looking cock attached to my brother’s fine-looking body, was something that needed to happen soon!
“Why don’t you lie on your back, Josh? Kel can sit on top of you; that way, she can easily control how deep and fast you guys go,” Andrea said softly, and I could hear her voice tremble from anticipation.
“But I can’t,” I started.
“I’ll make sure to point his… uhm… dick at the correct place. Don’t worry! And I’ll be right behind you to help you,” she said soothingly.
Andrea extended her hand to help me up. When our faces got close, she kissed me passionately on my mouth and slid her tongue inside. I tasted something I had never tasted before and realized I tasted my own cunt juices. Andrea smiled at me when we broke the kiss and gently pushed me toward my brother.
Joshua turned to his back, and I looked at him as I straddled his waist. He was obviously nervous, but there was also sheer lust dripping from his face. I loved that look! I sat down on my brother’s lap, and the moment my pussy landed on his rock-hard cock, we both let out a soft moan. I placed my hands on Joshua’s chest and marveled once again at his solid and tight pecs.
“Lift your butt a bit Kel,” Andrea said.
So I did just that, and a moment later, Joshua sucked in a breath. I figured Andrea was gripping his dick, which was confirmed a second later when I felt the warm and squishy dickhead touch the outside of my pussy. She rubbed it up and down over the length of my pussy lips a few times, causing my brother and me to squirm a little.
“Ready?” Andrea asked as I was getting used to feeling my brother’s dick rubbing over my pussy.
I looked down at Joshua, and a slight nod from his head was all I needed.
“Yeah. I think so! But I’ll stop if it hurts, okay?”
“Of course!” Joshua said immediately, looking a bit worried all of a sudden.
“Don’t worry! You’re wetter than a fire hydrant in a dog kennel. This won’t hurt one bit. Trust me.”
I felt the tip of my brother’s dick press against the entrance of my pussy. This was it! This morning I wanted to fool around with my best friend, but here I was, losing my virginity to my brother. And every fiber in my body was buzzing with anticipation.
“Just slowly move down, Kel! And keep your butt on the mattress, Josh! Let your sister determine the pace.”
Joshua nodded silently. But as the tip of his dick slid inside me, the nodding stopped, and his eyes flew open. We simultaneously sucked in a breath, and I felt his dick twitching slightly, but since the tip was held by my pussy, and the shaft by Andrea’s hand, there wasn’t much room for it to twitch.
I slowly inched my way down over his throbbing member. I was expecting to feel a bit of pain, or at least some discomfort. But none of that was true. Instead, I felt stuffed and stretched, but in the best way possible. I never felt anything this fantastic ever before.
By now, about an inch of my brother’s dick was inside me, and not only did I want more. I wanted it all!! I needed every inch of his hard, throbbing cock inside me. I felt the inside of my pussy contracting lightly, and Joshua’s dick twitched a little with every contraction. He still didn’t have enough room to have a significant effect on me, but I felt it. And it was a massive turn-on for me to keep going.
So I inched down further, and when my underside touched Andrea’s hand, I knew I was only about halfway. There was still more of this magnificent cock left!
“Ohhh…” I moaned as I clearly felt the rim of his cockhead inside of me.
“Does it feel good?” Andrea softly asked as her hand left Joshua’s dick and snaked over my right hip.
I simply nodded as I wanted to stay focused on impaling myself on my brother’s boner. But then, I felt Andrea move behind me, and moments later, her tits pressed against my back.
“Doesn’t it hurt?” She whispered in my ear, and her hand slowly moved from my hip toward my pussy.
Not trusting my voice enough to speak, I shook my head, and as I slid down even further, Joshua moaned loudly. I almost forgot there was someone attached to this dick, so I tried finding eye contact with him. His gaze was unfocused, and his mouth was slightly open. It looked like he was enjoying this even more than I was, which I found almost unbelievable.
Getting used to being filled up like this and feeling absolutely no pain, I let the last bit of his dick slide into me in one quick move. I was SO eager to have my brother’s entire dick inside me that I threw my caution in the wind. When Andrea’s fingers started caressing my pussy, I let the tension in my legs go.
The result was almost unbelievable. I dropped at least two inches, and when our pubes mashed together, the pressure on my clit nearly triggered an orgasm. Inside, the tip of his dick touched a spot I couldn’t place at the moment. I later learned he hit my cervix, which unleashed a whole new wave of different feelings I had never felt before.
I looked at my brother as we both moaned loudly, and his eyes found mine. The look of pure lust and horniness was sexy as hell. Somehow we both knew what we wanted, and we didn’t need words to let the other know what that was. We needed to fuck! I Needed his cum inside my pussy. And I needed it as quickly as possible.
I gently squeezed my brother’s pecs, and when Andrea’s left hand snaked around my upper body and cupped my right boob where she started toying with my over-sensitive nipple, her right hand started toying with my clit.
“Fuck him!” she whispered in my ear as her whole body was pressed against my back, and her hands started stimulating me for real.
It was as if I wasn’t myself at that moment. Lust had taken over, and hearing my best friend’s encouragements in my ear was the last drop. I slowly lifted myself up and felt the rim of my brother’s dickhead slide down through my soaking wet love canal.
Right before he slipped out, I immediately moved down again. Both my brother and I moaned loudly, and Andrea’s finger was now properly rubbing my clit, which caused my pussy to get even slipperier.
When my clit crushed against my brother’s pubes and he hit my cervix again, I almost came. By now, I was constantly on the verge of cumming, and I felt an incredible urge to do something about that. So after I felt my brother’s dickhead travel down my insides again, I decided to try something new.
When he couldn’t go down anymore and Andrea’s mouth was kissing the side of my neck, I relaxed the muscles in my legs, let gravity do its work, and dropped down.
The result was unbelievable! The pressure on both my clit and my cervix was beyond everything I had ever felt before. And I came! My pussy started contracting, but it didn’t go through all the way. The feelings inside me were the same, but my pussy just couldn’t do its regular thing because it was so filled up. So I came, but not in the way I usually came. It was so weird and confusing, but also sexy and thrilling beyond everything I’ve known up until then.
A loud moan from Joshua told me this was also the way for him. So I lifted myself again and dropped down hard. After I did this a few times, Joshua lifted his butt off the mattress to slam hard into me. This enhanced the effect to a level where I was constantly cumming, but never went completely over the hill. Even Andrea’s fingers on my clit and nipple couldn’t bring me over.
The lewd sounds of flesh slapping loudly together filled the cabin, and as Joshua’s moans increased in both level and pitch, so did our pace in fucking.
“AH! AH! AH! AHHH!” Joshua moaned under me.
I dug my fingers into his pecs and felt a tornado approach from deep within. The intensity of it was both frightening and liberating, as I knew this was it. I felt my brother’s dick grow even fatter within my insides, and when he slammed into me, he did it with such force I knew he was cumming.
The moment his dick started kicking inside me, and I felt his sperm shoot out, coating my insides, I felt the tornado unleashing itself. I could only let out a deep, animal-like grunt. I heard it coming out of my throat, and it almost sounded alien-like. I never knew I could produce such a sound.
The pressure that had built up during my incestuous fuck, gathered in the middle of my body, right above my stomach. And when I came, that pressure spread throughout every part of my body. First, it traveled down my arms, after which my fingers started tingling. After this, I felt it fly both up and down in my chest, causing my head to feel like it spun on my neck. My vision was blurry, and I felt my pussy contract so sharply that I was surprised I wasn’t hurting my brother.
Andrea’s fingers were still playing around, but apparently, she knew to tone her actions down now. My brother’s dick was still kicking around, but I didn’t feel any more cum shooting out of it. I never felt my muscles down there contract the way they did now, and this way, I was milking his cock dry.
Joshua lowered his butt back on the mattress, and as I leaned back against my best friend’s body, I felt myself returning from this magnificent orgasm.
“That was some hardcore shit!” she whispered with obvious amazement in her voice.
“I need to lie down,” I said, but the words came out so raggedly that I could barely hear them myself.
Andrea supported me as I got up. As my brother’s dick slid out, I felt a little of his cum drip out of me. After I laid down next to Joshua, I looked at him. His eyes were a little unfocused, but after a few moments, they locked with mine, and a big grin spread across his face.
“We need to do that A LOT more!” he softly said, and the three of us all giggled at that.
This post-orgasmic silliness relieved the tension I was afraid we’d have. But there was absolutely none of that. Joshua was clearly okay with this, and I certainly knew I was. I just wasn’t sure how Andrea would act on this. So as she laid down next to me, I kissed her on her cheek.
“You both look like you enjoyed yourselves,” Andrea said, smiling broadly.
“If I knew having sex would be this awesome, I would’ve done it way sooner!” I exclaimed excitedly.
“Yeah! Really!” Joshua added, clearly as excited as I was.
“I know…” Andrea said softly, “that’s exactly what I thought after my first time!”
It took me a few seconds for this to land. I guess I was still riding my orgasmic wave, but it suddenly landed.
“What do you mean? You’ve had sex before?” I said into the silence that followed Andrea’s comment.
“I… uh… yeah. I kinda did…” she said apologetically.
“Wh… what!? With whom?!” I asked as I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Why didn’t she tell me? I was her best friend, for Christ’s sake! So Andrea had sex, and she kept it a secret? Despite the post-sex hormones flowing through my body, I started to feel pissed.
“This has to stay between us! You have to promise me!” she said, and I could see her struggling, causing me to immediately feel a lot less angry.
“Uhh… you watched my sister and me have sex. I think you’re good!” Joshua said, and I could hear the amusement in his voice.
“I know. But still…” Andrea whispered.
“You’ve got our word!” I said and ignored the urge to hug her, “right, Josh?”
“Of course!” he said with such a serious voice that it was clear he meant it.
“Well… Roberto and I… we… you know,” Andrea stammered.
“What? You’ve had sex with your brother too?” I exclaimed, hardly believing my ears.
Roberto was about half a year older than Joshua. They went to the same school and even shared some classes. I didn’t think he was hot, but several classmates thought differently.
He had the same dark, Cuban skin as his sister, long, black wavy hair that ended just below his ears, and, I had to admit, a cute smile.
“I did. Well… we did. Yeah.”
“Oh wow…” Joshua whispered.
“But… how?” I asked, still confused.
“A few months ago, I walked in on him to ask something about my history homework. And there he was, looking at his monitor with his pants around his ankles and his hard dick in his hand. I clearly saw it all right before he tried covering up and shouted about me needing to knock and stuff. But I couldn’t keep my eyes off his dick. And as he tried to kick me out of his room, he stood up and tripped over his pants.”
Joshua started giggling, looked at me, and said, “You almost caught me last week too! I was just in time to pull up my boxers.”
“Oh! I remember that!” I said, laughing, realizing just now what I witnessed the other day.
His pants were in a heap below his desk, which I found odd, but didn’t connect the dots at that time.
“Then what?” Joshua asked, looking very interested.
“Well… he fell to the floor and hit his head on his bedpost. So I helped him get up, and he sat on his bed, his pants still around his ankles. He calmed down after a bit and put his hands in his lap to cover up.”
“He must’ve felt awful!” I said, holding my hand in front of my mouth.
“He did. But we started talking, and after a while, I managed to get him to feel better, and I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. Pretty soon, the subject went to him jacking off, of course! And as it turned out, we were both extremely curious about how the other one masturbated. So we sat on opposite sides of his bed, where we both did our thing. It was SO hot watching him cum!”
“Holy shit!” Joshua said, “Now I feel silly for covering up!”
“Yeah! Why did you do that?!” I laughed.
“We did this almost every day from then on,” Andrea continued, “until one day, he asked if I wanted to try jerking him. Of course, I didn’t dare to ask, but I didn’t think twice when he offered this!”
“Of course not!” I smiled.
“The moment I took his dick in my hand, something clicked inside my head. I just had to feel how it felt inside me!”
I glanced over at Joshua and noticed his now soft dick was starting to get hard again. I thought boys couldn’t get it hard for a while after they came. Apparently, I was wrong!
“Since I was already naked, I just had to scoot over, where I started brushing his tip against my hole. Roberto looked questioningly at me but didn’t say anything. But when I pushed a little and felt him go in… Best. Feeling. Ever!”
She used her best drama queen voice to say this, but I truly knew how it felt, so I couldn’t blame her for it.
“Roberto grabbed my hips, and before I knew it, we were fucking. It wasn’t as intense as your first fuck, but it was damn close! We fucked like rabbits after that first time. Every chance we get, he’s inside me. I even went into his room after we went to bed last week. Of course, we had to be quiet, but the risk of getting caught made it even better.”
“Aren’t you afraid to get pregnant?” I asked.
“I was at first. But I’m on the pill now, and Roberto says a brother can’t get his sister pregnant.”
“That’s bullshit!” Joshua said sternly.
“Josh!” I said, feeling sorry for Andrea.
“It’s okay, Kel. I know it is,” Andrea softly said, “but if he wants to believe it, I don’t mind. As long as he keeps fucking me! That’s why I’m on the pill now anyways.”
“I still haven’t had my period yet. But I need to talk to mom and get on the pill as soon as possible because I want to keep on doing this, but I don’t want to… you know…”
“I know. And will this be a problem?” Andrea asked.
“Nah. Mom is cool about it. She even talked to me about me still not having my period and that I can come to her whenever I need to.”
I wanted to know what happened precisely, so in the silence that followed, I asked, “So… did you plan something when you knew we were going to the cabin? You wanted it to happen between us too?”
“I didn’t plan anything,” Andrea said calmly as a sly grin spread across her face. “But when I saw Josh’s dick with you so close to it, I figured I might as well give you a push in the right direction.”
“I did get a push, alright,” I giggled, and my hand went down to lightly caress my pussy and assess the potential damage.
“I… uhh…” Andrea stammered after looking at Joshua’s hard dick.
“What?” I asked, looking at some of my brother’s cum on my fingers that leaked out of my pussy.
“I don’t know how to ask this…” she blushed.
“Try us,” Joshua said as he scratched his balls openly.
“Is it okay if he fucks me?” Andrea asked, looking at both of us.
“I… uhh… sure! As long as I get another go. I mean… you helped us out and stuff, so I don’t see why not. Josh?”
“Oh, don’t worry! We’ll definitely do that again! And I think it’s only fair if I fuck Andy. She DID help us out, you know?” he chuckled as a shit-eating grin spread across his face.
“And…” Andrea said as she blushed.
I slapped her softly on her arm and said, “Come on! Spit it out! You don’t have to act all shy now, you know!”
“I like the taste of cum. A lot!” Andrea said.
“Do I need to take it out before I cum?” Joshua asked.
“No. Well… that’s perfect. But what I meant was…”
“You want to eat me out again!” I said, interrupting my best friend.
“Do you mind?” Andrea asked with a wicked grin.
“Well… Duh!” I laughed, “but how do we…”
“Oh, that’s easy!” Andrea said as she turned to her back.
She scooted down the bed, so her ass was at the edge of the mattress. Joshua caught on, got to his feet, and stood at the end of the bed with his boner sticking up, throbbing and hard as a rock. I couldn’t deny to myself that I had fallen in love with his cock. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked by it, so I felt slightly jealous when it was this close to Andrea’s pussy. But I also knew that Joshua enjoyed it so much that he’d do me again in the blink of an eye.
“Get that pussy over here,” Andrea hoarsely said, gesturing for me to sit on her face.
“Do I look at the wall, or…”
“Whatever you want. I’d look at your brother if I were you. You’ve got the best seat in the house that way!”
So I lifted my leg over her and sat on my knees, hovering my pussy above her face. I looked at Joshua as he stood there, holding his stiff dick at the base.
I let my eyes roam over his body, and now that I could see him from his balls up, I was even more convinced about how fine his body was. A small patch of black pubes, a noticeable v-line above it, topped off with a tight, barely noticeable, but definitely there, six-pack.
I did get a good look at his pecs and shoulders while we fucked, but seeing the complete picture now, I couldn’t stop admiring his body. And I had to convince him to start dressing differently, but that wasn’t for now. This just wasn’t the time or place for that.
“Where uhm…” Joshua asked as he put the tip of his dick against Andrea’s pussy.
“Can you help him?” Andrea asked amused, “I’ve got other business to attend to.”
And right after she said that, her tongue started licking all around the outside of my pussy.
“Ohhh…” I moaned because of that sudden stimulation.
But I didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity. So I lowered myself and looked directly at my best friend’s pussy where my brother’s dickhead was probing around.
“Here,” I whispered and spread Andrea’s pussy lips.
Next, I grabbed Joshua’s dick, resisted the temptation to toy with it, and pointed it toward her opening. All the while feeling Andrea’s tongue working its magic, which made it a bit difficult for me to focus. But when I saw my brother’s dickhead enter her pussy, I just had to pay attention.
“Do it!” Andrea said from under me, taking her mouth off my pussy just long enough to say it.
I heard Joshua swallow, and I looked up at him. One corner of his mouth pulled his lips into a sly grin, and he nodded. I followed his eyes as he looked down. My eyes focused back on his dick, and as Andrea’s tongue started slipping into me, my brother began to slide his dick into my best friend.
It was clear that Joshua wasn’t as careful and gentle as he was with me. But given the fact that Andrea had been fucked before already and that she was urging him on with her moans, I would’ve done the same if I were him.
I watched his dick slide in, and he didn’t stop or pull back even once. Andrea’s moans on my cunt were terrific, and her probing tongue was magical. But watching my brother’s hard cock slide into a pussy up close was way hotter than I’d ever imagined.
“Oohhh! You’re bigger!” Andrea moaned as her hips started gyrating.
I could see my brother beam with pride as I looked up at him. I was still amazed about how I missed how hot he was naked and what a magnificent cock he had. And now he was fucking someone else with it. I wanted him for myself, and watching him fuck my best friend, made me realize I needed to step up.
As he inched the last piece of his rod inside Andrea and their pubic hairs merged, I heard both of them moan. Andrea stopped licking my pussy, and I heard her say, “and, ooohh, longer,” between her grunts.
I lifted my body, my eyes locked on him, and moved in. My face inched closer to his, and he immediately caught on. We looked deep into each other’s eyes, and he suddenly moved his head forward. Our mouths mashed against each other, and our tongues hungrily started probing around in our mouths. I felt his teeth brush against my tongue but didn’t care about that at all. I placed one hand on his shoulder, and as Andrea started eating me out again, I marveled at the moving muscles under my fingers.
I could feel by both the thrashing of Andrea’s mouth and the movement of my brother’s body that he was now fucking her for real. I wanted to feel as much of his body as I could, so my other hand roamed around over his body. I desperately wanted to cup his ass and feel it move as he fucked my best friend, but this was physically impossible in the way we were sitting now. So I made a note to myself to grab his ass the next time he fucked me.
But as Andrea’s action on my cunt increased, and the more than erotic Frenching with my brother continued, I realized I was getting close. But as my brother’s movement became more deliberate and the sound and speed of bodies slapping against each other increased, I knew they wouldn’t last much longer either.
Maybe my approaching orgasm clouded my judgment, but I just knew there was one thing I wanted. No! That I needed right now.
“I want to taste your cum again,” I said, looking my brother deep into his eyes.
I saw a twinkle in my brother’s eyes as he slammed into Andrea in my peripheral vision. Under me, she was squirming uncontrollably and had stopped licking me altogether. It was clear she was close and just couldn’t focus anymore.
Joshua slapped hard into her two more times, and Andrea’s body stiffened. Her face was pressed against my pussy, and I could hear and feel a loud moan coming from deep within her.
Joshua stopped moving for a moment, but after the peak of her orgasm had passed, he started slamming into her again. He looked hornily at me and said, “I’m… I’m cumming… what… what do I do… ohhh…”
“Just pull out,” I softly said, and laid down on Andrea again, my face inches away from their joined genitals.
Watching him slide in and out in the heat of his second fuck, was even better than before. His cock glistened with Andrea’s cunt juices, making it look even hotter.
“Ah… ah… ah… ah…,” my brother moaned.
I felt Andrea’s tongue going at it at full speed again, and I felt myself heading toward the inevitable at lightning speed.
“Look ou…” Joshua moaned.
He pulled back and quickly thrust forward again. I had just enough clarity left to grab his dick by its base, point it toward my mouth, and slide my lips over his dickhead.
Moments later, the sound of a low groan filled the room, and his dickhead grew fatter in my mouth. The force of the first spurt caught me off guard. It flew straight against the back of my mouth and slid down my throat. I had to suppress a cough because I didn’t have time to recover. The next spurt was still powerful, but not as much as the first. Then, as the third filled my mouth and the cum coated my tongue, triggering my tastebuds, I was immediately hooked. I LOVED the taste of my brother’s cum!
I heard my own muffled moan, and as spurts four and five fed me even more of this magnificent juice, I felt Andrea’s tongue fully on my clit, and two fingers entered me.
Now I just had to swallow, and the moment my brother’s cum slid down my throat, Andrea’s tongue and fingers pushed me over the edge. I started coating her face with my juices as I came hard. I didn’t come as hard as during my first fuck, but it was close!
During my orgasm, Joshua kept feeding me small spurts of his spunk, and as it kept on triggering me, I kept coming.
I was still firmly gripping his dick and wasn’t about to let him go just yet. Not as long as he kept feeding me his cum. But as my orgasm died down, so did his supply of sperm. I wasn’t ready for it to stop, so I started sucking on it like a baby sucks on a tit, and my tongue was lapping over his slit in an attempt to taste more.
“Stop… no…” Joshua panted and pulled his hips back.
I reluctantly let go of his dick and looked pleadingly at him. Just then, I realized I was still panting heavily, coming down from my orgasm.
“Sorry… it’s too sensitive,” Joshua said between pants and flopped down on the bed next to us.
I rolled off my best friend, turned around, and kissed her passionately. I tasted myself again as we kissed, but it wasn’t the turn-off I expected it to be before all of this started happening.
During the rest of the weekend, we didn’t wear clothes again. Andrea only put on her shoes to get the backpack we left behind but ditched these the moment she got back. Joshua fucked me at least ten times that weekend, but it might have been eleven or twelve. Somewhere during the weekend, I lost count.
He only fucked Andrea once more because she liked it better when Joshua or I ate her out. And she said that the fucking was something between the two of us and that she had her own fuck buddy back home to satisfy her.
It wasn’t just the sex. We genuinely had a fabulous weekend. Andrea and I swam in the lake, Joshua did some drawing, and we played some games. Two of his sketches went into the secret part of his book. One of them was where Andrea and I sucked him off together. Seeing how it looked from his point of view in the sketch with Andrea and my face pressed together with our tongues struggling who could get the best part of the cock, was highly erotic. The other drawing he made was when Andrea and I were going at it in a sixty-nine at the shore of the lake. I didn’t know at the moment that Joshua was looking but judging by the sketch, he had one of the best seats in the house.
After reluctantly putting our clothes back on and locking the cabin, we headed down the mountain. After a while, Joshua walked up next to me and took my hand. As I looked at his puppy eyes, I felt a lot of affection for him. Maybe even love. But I figured we needed to explore a lot more to be sure of that.
All in all, we had the best weekend ever! Andrea insisted on us getting together next week when their parents went to a big party at her dad’s work to fool around with Roberto and her. So we did just that and had another great weekend. But somehow, it wasn’t my thing. I loved the sex, and I loved Andrea. But being fucked, was something that I wanted to do with my brother and with no one else around. Of course, Andrea and I still had our fair share of sex when we had a sleepover, but never a foursome again.
The relationship Joshua and I had, had deepened severely after the weekend in the cabin. We grew a lot closer and hung out together after we got back, even in school. And since I convinced him to start wearing less geeky clothes, he fit in better too.
But the nights at home were the best. Because every time I heard that soft knock on my bedroom door and Joshua came in, wearing nothing but his smile and his bobbing boner leading the way, I fell a little more in love with my brother.
The end
imago potest dicere mille verba
Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow All rights reserved
A relatively short story, right? I had a lot fun writing it! I came across this youtube video, and I found the kid extremely cute! A still from that video (that’s why it’s a bit blurry) is the featured image above this story. The gears in my mind started spinning, and Joshua was born.
But the most important thing here, is the fact that this is my very first illustrated story! As you can read on the front page, Randall Stanhope made a generous offer to create some illustrations for my stories. I think they came out perfectly! I don’t want them to be porn-ish, but tasteful and capture the mood. And as far as I’m concerned, Randall did an amazing job! I want to give him the credit he deserves, so thanks a lot, Randall!!! If you feel the need to thank him, give comments, constructive feedback, etc. you can reach him at randall.stanhope@protonmail.com
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