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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 – Comfort

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 3

I dry my eyes and put the picture back inside my drawer. I look around in my apartment and decide I’ll clean up later. It’s almost three-thirty, and driving there will take me a little over twenty minutes. And that’s without traffic. Arriving late at such an important meeting is just not done. So I close the door, head down, and climb on my Harley. Riding a Harley in dress pants is a bit strange, but the heavy bike is my only transportation option at the moment. I don’t want to call a cab or Uber.

When I arrive at the tall office building, I feel my stomach acting up. I don’t want to do this, but I know I have to. So I drag myself inside, look at the sign near the elevator, and head to the eleventh floor. When the doors open, I see a fancy looking office with minimalistic decorations, marble on the floor, and a beautiful looking lady behind the reception desk

I walk toward the lady, and before I can say anything, she asks, “Mr. Harris?”

“Yes. I’m Scott Harris.”

“Good afternoon, Mr. Harris. Will you please follow me?”

The lady stands up and walks around her desk. We head into a hallway with more marble and big, floor-to-ceiling glass panes. I figure these are the meeting rooms as we walk past them. I can’t keep my eyes from the hot, mini-skirt-clad ass in front of me. Damn, that’s one fine piece of ass.

The lady stops at a glass door and looks at me. I realize she must’ve seen me looking, and I start to blush. She just smiles at me and opens the door.

“There you go, Mr. Harris. Mr. Cohen is waiting for you. Can I get you anything? Coffee, water?”

“No thanks. I’m good,” I say and smile at her.

I enter the big meeting room and see a skinny man in a fancy suit sitting behind the typical boardroom table. The man looks expensive but has a friendly face, and he starts smiling politely when he sees me come in.

Before I realize what’s happening, I feel a body slam into me, and arms wrap themselves tightly around my waist. I look to my right and see Audrey pressed against me.

“Hey, Lil’ Bit,” I softly say.

Audrey looks up at me, and I can see her swollen eyes. I haven’t seen her in a few months, and I notice how much she’s grown in that period. I kiss her on her forehead and hug her firmly. I look her over and realize a lot can happen to a girl’s body in a short time. The last time I saw her, she was basically a tomboy. But now I was looking at a young woman. The once puffy nipples are now small breasts, and her short skirt accentuates her growing curves and tight little ass. I notice all this in the blink of an eye and quickly dismiss these thoughts. We’re here for a very sad reason, so no pervy shit.

“Hi. I’m…” she trails off, lost for words.

“It’s okay. Let’s sit,” I say and pull back one of the chairs for her to sit on.

I step toward Mr. Cohen and shake hands. Despite his skinny frame, his handshake is firm and confident. He smiles and gestures for me to sit down too. I take the seat next to Audrey as the man starts to speak.

“Welcome. Both of you. I know these are difficult times, but the urgency of the matter calls for this meeting,” he starts.

It turns out that Glenn put me in his will as the legal guardian of Audrey. Shortly after Gloria died, he did this, and I feel flattered about the trust Glenn expresses with this action. But I’m also scared shitless hearing this. At twenty-six, I don’t feel capable of taking care of a soon-to-be thirteen-year-old girl. But I also know Glenn and Gloria don’t have any brothers or sisters in the US, and I’m the closest to a relative in Audrey’s life.

In normal circumstances, we wouldn’t be discussing the will at this point, Mr. Cohen is saying. But since the well-being of Audrey is our main concern, we might as well do it now.

An hour and a half later, Audrey and I walk out of the office. Inside we learned that Audrey inherits the house and a trust fund. Glenn left me the photo studio with all the equipment, the brand name of his studio, including all accompanying licenses. And, if there are no objections from Child Protective Services within three months, I’m the legal guardian of a twelve-year-old girl.

“Thank you for wanting to take care of me,” Audrey says as we approach my bike.

“Of course! Your dad took care of me when I was your age. Now it’s my turn.”

Audrey smiles through her sadness and looks impressed at my bike. That’s when I realized something.

“I… ehm…. I’ve only got one helmet. I’ll get us an Uber and worry about the bike later.”

After a few minutes, the car pulls up, and we head back to Audrey’s house. During the ride, we talk about the practical implications of it all. But, for now, we decided that I should go and live with Audrey in her house. We both find it strange to call it ‘her house,’ but it is what it is.

When we arrive back at the house and enter the living room, Audrey starts crying. She tries to fight back against the tears, but once I put my hand on her shoulder, she erupts. The tears start flowing, and she’s crying with everything she’s got. Seeing and hearing her cry this way breaks my heart. So I put my arms around her and just hold her. I don’t try to soothe her or comfort her. That just doesn’t feel right at this moment. I can’t help myself either. I never felt so sad before in my life, and despite wanting to be strong for Audrey, I cry for all I’m worth. We cry like this for a long time. But eventually, the tears dry, and we look at each other.

“You look like a mess,” Audrey says as she looks at me with a barely noticeable smile across her lips.

“Right. Like you look like a million bucks,” I chuckle, glad to leave the crying behind us for now.

“Now what?” Audrey asks.

“I’ll go and get the guest bedroom ready. Well… I guess we’ll have to go and call it my bedroom from now on.”

“I guess… but… why not take Glenn’s room?” Audrey says softly.

Glenn and Gloria had always insisted on calling them by their first names. So no uncle Glenn or aunt Gloria. Gloria said it made them feel old, and they didn’t want to feel labeled. So when Audrey was born, they went with first names too. To Audrey, it was natural, but my mom and dad found it odd. I didn’t care. To me, they were still Glenn and Gloria, and if this is how they live their lives, why bother?

“Maybe in a while. Not now. I don’t want to sleep in there now.”

“Okay. You make sure you can sleep tonight. I’ll order us pizza. Pepperoni, right?”

“Great!”

“I’ll hop in the shower after I call the pizza place. I feel dirty. Can you watch the doorbell while I’m in there?”

“Sure thing. I’ll be done in there in a few minutes,” I say as I head up the stairs.

I’m done pretty quickly in the bedroom. I just have to put some clean sheets on the bed and open the window. So I head down, drop myself on the couch, and start browsing through my timeline on my phone. Then, I hear the shower shut off, and at the same time, the doorbell rings.

I get the pizza and grab some plates on my way back to the living room. I stop in my tracks when I see Audrey coming down the stairs. She’s wearing an old, white t-shirt, which is too short and too tight for her. I noticed her boobs before, but they can’t be missed in this shirt. Her hard nipples only accentuate them more, and I have to tear my eyes away from them. Beneath a stripe of skin that starts just below her belly button, a pair of loose-fitting, blue and white-striped cotton boxer shorts complete her outfit. I know I shouldn’t look at her like this. Especially considering the circumstances we’re in at the moment. But, damn! She looks foxy!

We sit down on the couch next to each other, and once we polished off the pizza, we’re staring blankly at the TV screen where some stupid sitcom is playing. Relaxing a bit now, I realize I’m feeling numb. I can hardly feel any emotions at the moment. It’s like I’m on some shitty drug or something.

“Can I hold you for a moment?” Audrey asks softly, and I can hear her sniff.

“Course! Come on,” I say and extend my arms, feeling the tears welling up again too.

Audrey moves over and straddles my waist. She lies her head on my shoulder and sighs deeply. I can feel her stiff nipples against my chest, and the heat of her groin radiates through my dress pants. But all that is irrelevant now. This little girl needs comforting! I wrap my arms around her and start caressing her back. She’s quiet, but by the sobs of her shoulders, I can tell she’s crying softly.

“You can cry as much as you want. You know that, right?” I whisper in her ear.

“Yeah,” sniff, “I know. But I don’t want to.”

“I know, Lil’ Bit. I know…”

I can still see the TV and feel the sobs every now and then. We sit like this for a long time. Eventually, the sobs wear off, and I feel her starting to breathe deeper. The poor thing. She must be exhausted by all these emotions. I decide to let her sleep like this and watch the sitcom reruns I hate so much. But I can’t reach the remote without waking her, and my phone is just too impractical in the position we’re in now.

About an hour after sitting like this, I notice she moves. Her pelvis moves a bit back and forth. I guess she’s dreaming, and I pay no attention to it. But after a few moments, she moves again. And again. All the while, her groin is rubbing back and forth over my dick, and since I’m only wearing dress pants and boxers, I feel her movements all too well.

The few movements slowly turn into a full-blown dry-humping session. I don’t know if I hear it correctly, but a small groan escapes her throat. Finally, I can’t help it anymore, and before I know it, I’m fully hard. But the grinding doesn’t stop. Audrey’s upper body still lies limply over my torso, but her stiff nipples are poking me in my chest. I’m pretty sure she’s sleeping and having an incredible dream. And I know I have to wake her, but this just feels too good. I didn’t get laid in months, and this action is sure having its effect on me.

I try to hold as still as possible as Audrey picks up the pace. She is moaning by now, and the dampness between her legs is noticeable through my pants. But the real problem I’m having with all this is the buildup I’m feeling in my balls. If she keeps this up, I’ll cream in my pants.

This goes on for a few more minutes as I try and contemplate my options. By the time I’m approaching my point of no return, I decide to wake her up. And that’s when it happens. Her body starts shaking violently, and her legs press firmly into my hips. A deep, animal-like groan comes from her throat, and she stops moving. Her body lies limp against mine again, and, judging by her breathing, Audrey is asleep again.

My throbbing boner keeps twitching against Audrey, and I hope it doesn’t wake her. I let my heartbeat drop by taking deep breaths, hoping my boner will go down soon. But it isn’t easy to steer my thoughts away from what just happened.

After about ten minutes, my boner finally starts to go down, and I try to watch some TV again. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t get the feeling of her warm groin against mine out of my head. So I gently rub her face and wake her up.

“Wha… Grss,” Audrey mumbles.

“Let’s get to bed, Lil’ Bit. I’m tired too.”

“Hmm,” she moans, still half asleep.

I help her upstairs and into her room and realize she is basically sleepwalking. When she steps into her bed, I notice the damp spot in her striped boxers. Holy shit! That was a serious cum. I try to ignore it and pull up the blankets. Before I get the chance to say anything, she snores loudly, asleep already. So I kiss her on her forehead and head out of her room, closing the door behind me.

When I enter my room and start pulling my zipper down, I notice an obscene dark spot where my precum leaks through my boxers and pants. “Shit!” I mutter. I don’t have clean ones with me yet. So I get into the bathroom and wipe my pants clean with a wet washcloth. Then, I neatly put my pants over the chair, hoping they dry enough to wear in the morning. I pull off my boxers and lay them on the chair too. I don’t want more of my precum to mess it up even worse.

I crawl under the covers and let the events of the day play in my head again. I usually do this when I’m trying to get to sleep. I find it a very relaxing way to get my head clean. But by the time I get to the events on the couch, I feel my hand wrap itself around my stiff shaft. Only a few tugs and the idea of Audrey riding herself to orgasm on my dick is enough for my cum to splatter all over my chest.

After I clean up, I turn to my side feeling myself drift off quickly.

quid irrumabo non solum fiet?

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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 2

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Chapter 2 – With a bit of help

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 2

“Did you check the shutter speed?” Glenn asked as I looked through the viewfinder at the bee sitting on the flower.

“Course,” I whispered, not wanting to scare the bee away.

***CLICK!***

“Try a different angle now,” Glenn said.

I slowly moved sideways while lying on my belly in the grass, keeping my eye pressed against the camera as I did this. The bee didn’t seem disturbed in any way, so I inched a little closer.

“Make sure the composition is good.”

“Ssssh…” I whispered, getting a bit annoyed.

Glenn had given me tons of instructions and repeated some of them after I found the bright yellow and black bee sitting on a blood-red flower. There is a lot of stuff about exposure, shutter timers, ISO, and composition. I absorbed it all like a sponge. A few months ago, Glenn had shown me his impressive photo collection, and I was eager to learn how to do this too. We’ve done a few practice shots already. But this weekend, we’d be doing all the elements of nature photography, from finding the right subject to making sure it would become an excellent image. And, of course, developing the picture.

I first met Glenn when he took our family portrait. We had just moved to the base in Seattle, and it had become a tradition for us to take a picture at the start of each new location. Our dad had hired him, and it clicked immediately. Despite my dad and Glenn’s differences in some subjects, they became instant friends. And so did my mom and Gloria, Glenn’s wife.

We learned that Gloria lived here all her life. She met Glenn shortly after he moved to Seattle with his parents. They had a few classes together in high school, and they became a couple when they started their senior year.

Gloria worked as a teacher in an elementary school, and Glenn was a professional photographer. Before he had enough work for a full-time job, he worked as a bouncer in a few local clubs. Standing at 6 foot 5, with broad shoulders and a bald head, he was an impressive guy. This helped him immensely with being a bouncer.

Glenn and Gloria didn’t have any children. They both loved kids, but no matter how hard they tried, it just wouldn’t happen. They were now considering adopting a kid and talked about it a lot but were still unsure if they should do it. They were thrilled to have me over as their surrogate kid they could spoil. So, tagging along with my parents was never an issue with them.

The five of us went out a lot. We went to the movies and restaurants and stuff. But the best times we had were in Glenn’s backyard. I was allowed to grill burgers play in their pool, and they treated me like one of them. My dad seemed to lighten up considerably when we were over there, and he wasn’t on my back all the time when I hung out around them.

One day, when my mom and dad wanted to celebrate their fifteenth wedding anniversary by going away together for a whole weekend, Glenn and Gloria welcomed me with open arms. First, Gloria had to convince my mother they‘d love to have me and that it was no burden at all, but quite the opposite. Considering this was the first weekend in my life she’d be separated from me, my mom needed some convincing. But after Glenn and Gloria assured her that they would call her the moment something happened, she reluctantly agreed.

So there I was, putting everything Glenn told me into practice. And I loved it! I finally had something I liked, AND someone who encouraged and helped me. I knew my dad wasn’t overly excited about me doing this, but I didn’t care too much about that. Lucky for me, Glenn could talk excitedly about how he turned his hobby into work. So my dad didn’t give me shit about this, and I could spend time with Glenn, trying to become at least half as good at it as he was.

Click!

“I think that was the last one of the film,” I said, smiling and eager to know how I did.

“Great! Let’s see how they turned out,” Glenn said as he extended his hand to help me to my feet.

It was an unusually hot day out there in the garden. I had ditched my shirt, and I was only wearing my fruit of the looms and sweatpants that ended halfway down my upper leg. I loved sweatpants. Wearing them was almost like wearing just your underwear. I mainly wore grey and blue sweatpants, but some of them were a bit on the small side because I had a growth spurt over the winter.

I grabbed my shirt and threw it over my shoulder as Glenn and I walked over to his studio. Glenn smiled broadly and looked as excited as I was about developing my first film and seeing how I did.

Glenn’s studio was amazing! He built it himself in the back of their huge garden, and it had its own entrance. The studio was about eighteen by twenty feet and almost ten feet high. It had a light gray, concrete floor, and all windows had a panel, so it was possible to stop daylight from coming in. Or just a bit. All sorts of spots and tripods were in different corners. One corner had a table and kitchenette and served as the cantine. Behind the studio, there were two rooms. One had all kinds of backdrops, carpets, and various types of props stored, as the other room was a big darkroom to develop his pictures.

“Alright. Let’s develop this film. Did you grab the chemicals?”

“Sure did. Put it on the table inside the darkroom,” I said, feeling proud I thought about these things.

“Okay. Let’s get inside then, shall we?” Glenn smiled as he opened the door.

We opened the film during the next half hour, transferred it to the reel, and poured the development fixture into it. I checked the temperature very precisely, but Glenn insisted on checking it too. Next was the stop bath, the fixer, and the wetting agent. After I hung the film to dry, Glenn patted me on my back and complimented me on how well I did.

“Great job, Bud! Now we have to wait. Want a Coke?”

“Love to!” I said. “Do you mind if I check your latest portfolio?”

“Knock yourself out,” Glenn said and opened the fridge.

I knew Glenn had just finished his latest portfolio and was proud of what he did. I was very curious about the pictures, and when I noticed the book lying on the table in the canteen, I wanted to check it out right away.

There were all sorts of portraits in his portfolio. Some were family portraits, marriage photoshoots, and a few nature pictures. At the end of the book were the individual portraits, and I noticed some were a little revealing. Some women were topless. Or maybe it was just the idea of them being topless because the picture ended just above their nipples, showing the top half of their breasts. Most of them were in black and white, and these were really, really good in every way. I knew I wasn’t an expert yet, but everything was spot on in the composition, lighting, shadows, and all other things Glenn told me.

“You like them?” Glenn asked, looking over my shoulder.

“Yeah. They’re awesome!” was my enthusiastic reply.

I looked back at Glenn as I said this. That’s when I noticed another new portfolio book on the shelf behind him. I wondered why Glenn didn’t tell me about this one.

“What’s that?”

Glenn turned his head around to see what I was looking at. As his head turned back, I could see a sly smile across his face.

“These are my art pictures. I’m collecting these and hope to be able to expose them in a gallery someday,” he said with a dreamy look in his eyes.

“Wow! Can I see them?”

“Ehm… I don’t think your parents will approve. There’s nudity in it.”

“Porn? Do you do porn?” I asked with disbelief.

Glenn sighed and started, “No, no. I said nudity, not porn. These are two completely different things. I don’t blame you, but I hate it when people mix these up. Nudity is about the raw, human form in all its glory. Porn is about people having sex. Most of the time, they’re nude during the act, but there’s a huge difference. Remember that, bud!” Glenn said, and I could see the fire in his eyes.

“I see,” I said, not entirely sure if I got it, but it did make sense to me.

After a short pause, I asked, “If it isn’t porn, then I think I’m allowed to see it.”

Glenn laughed at that and looked me in my eyes.

“Look, I don’t want you to hide stuff from your parents. But I guess bending the rules a little won’t hurt you. I don’t think it’ll hurt you and if you want, you can look at it. But it’s up to you if you tell your parents or not.”

I let that sink in for a moment and nodded. Glenn reached out, grabbed the book, and handed it to me.

“Knock yourself out, Bud,” he said and walked over to the sink to make himself some tea.

I looked at the book’s cover and noticed an unfamiliar name, “Who’s Pyntar? I thought you made these?”

“Some of these pictures are… not to everyone’s likings. Some of these contain explicit imagery. Some have naked kids in ‘em. There are people who hate this and will accuse me of creating porn. Or even child pornography. I completely disagree because everyone involved did it with free will and no pressure or anything. But still…”

I thought for a second and said, “so people THINK it’s illegal and wrong, and they’ll accuse you of something you didn’t?”

“That’s about it. These pics are about the farthest from porn that I can imagine. It’s like I explained earlier. Nudity isn’t porn. Not by a longshot. So that’s why I created a pseudonym under which I publish these pictures. Just to keep it as far away from my regular pictures as possible. If people don’t buy my regular work anymore because of the other pics, I soon won’t have anything to eat anymore.”

“I get it, I guess,” I said with a serious look.

“So that’s why I created Pyntar. He’s a well-known figure in the art scene by now, and I can publish my best work under his name.”

By now, I was really curious about the pics in this portfolio. I was still standing at the kitchen table as I thumbed through the pages. Glenn was right! These pictures were even more impressive than the ones in the other book. Almost all the photos were in black and white, with a lot of detail for composition and lighting. After I turned the page, I saw a woman. She was obviously naked and photographed from the side. In the back, the sun almost completely filled the entire frame. This meant that only the woman’s silhouette was visible, but I could clearly make out her breasts, stiff nipples, and bush of pubic hairs.

The following picture was a copy of the one that hung in Glenn and Gloria’s living room. It represented Adam and Eve. There was a big tree in the middle of the frame, with a man and a woman on each side. The tree blocked the view of about half of each body. The woman held an apple at the same height as her head, her arm at what looked like a perfect ninety-degree angle. Their backs were to the camera in the living room picture, and we could see one butt cheek of both man and woman. But this picture was the frontal view. So I could see one breast, half of her pubes, and half of the man’s penis. The lighting and the way the tree played a central role in this picture were terrific, but the first boob I ever saw got my full attention.

I felt a minor stir in my underwear, so I quickly turned the page. This didn’t help. The following picture was clearly an ode to the traditional pictures back in the old days where the family had to pose. In the photo were a mother and a father, with their teenage son and daughter in front of them, standing and not smiling. But in this photo, all of them were nude. Their discomfort oozed from the picture, just like it did in the old photos. They were standing in what seemed like an old western-style cabin with a chair, candles, and other stuff from that time.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the boy and girl. The boy was a little older than me and had a bit of pubic hair. I guessed him to be thirteen or fourteen years old. The girl was slightly younger. There were barely noticeable hairs above her vagina, and her breasts just started to swell. Judging by her mother, she was bound to have pretty big breasts.

The stir in my pants took me by surprise. I was now sporting a full-blown erection and no way to hide it in these sweatpants. But I just had to keep looking because this was by far the most erotic thing I ever saw up until then.

“Like what you see?” Glenn chuckled as he put the mug of tea beside the book.

“I- um… I…” I said, blushing furiously and putting my hands over my obvious tent.

“No worries, Bud. I get it. Never seen a naked woman before?”

“No,” I timidly said.

“And don’t worry about your boner. Just beat off later, and you’re good,” Glenn said comfortingly.

I heard of the term ‘beating-off,’ but I didn’t have a clue about how to do it. I knew it had something to do with my stiffy, but that was about all. I knew I could trust Glenn completely, and I would never go to my dad about it. So I decided just to blurt it out, “How do I beat off? I don’t know how to do it.”

“Oh, crap…” Glenn muttered, “it’s… uh….”

I could see Glenn was thinking about how to tell me these things. I decided to keep my mouth shut because Glenn was the best bet I had on this matter.

“Ah, what the hell… When you grow older, you get these stiffies, just like you do now. You get them more and more. Do you know why your penis gets stiff?”

“So I can put it inside a woman to make babies?” I tried as I recently learned about the basic mechanics.

“Right. But by getting stiffies, erections, or boners at this age, your body is preparing you for the real deal. And you can help your body with that practice by simulating sex.”

“Okay…” I said questioningly, still not sure where this was going.

“Look… You’re getting aroused, or horny as we call it, by looking at beautiful naked people. You need to help your body by releasing the pressure. You simulate sex by using your hand until you feel the most amazing feeling there is.”

“But HOW do I do this?” I asked, needing a little more certainty about what Glenn meant.

Glenn put up two fingers of his left hand, made a fist with his right, and slid it over the two fingers.

“Like that. Well… not over your fingers. If you know what I mean,” Glenn said, blushing himself.

“Ah! I think I get it,” I smiled, looking down at my tent.

After two more pages with pictures of naked men and women, the buzzer went.

“Let’s see how you did,” Glenn said, clearly relieved he was out of the woods here and patted me on my back.

We went into the darkroom. I was still stiff as a board, but we both ignored that fact and focused on the task at hand. Glenn seemed to be impressed by my work, and after we selected the three best pictures, we started with the process of getting them printed.

“See? That last bath really does the trick,” Glenn said excitedly.

The print was lying in the bath with chemicals, and despite the yellow light, I could see the colors emerge.

“Wow!” I said, holding my first picture in my hands.

“You did an awesome job, Bud,” Glenn complimented me.

We cleaned up, locked the studio, and went inside. Gloria was preparing dinner, and I proudly showed her the three pictures. She was amazed by them and gave me a big kiss and said that I could have the best piece of the meat. Glenn groaned and mumbled, “I never get to choose when I do a good job.”

We all laughed at that and ate our dinner. After dinner was over and the dishes were clean and back where they belonged, we went outside and played a few board games. It was getting dark when Gloria announced it was time for bed. So I got up, hugged Gloria, and thanked her for the wonderful meal.

“Shall I go with you, dear, and show you everything?” Gloria asked.

After Gloria showed me around, I brushed my teeth and went into my bedroom. I hesitated slightly but dropped my pants, pulled up my PJs, and crawled into the bed.

“No shirt?” Gloria asked.

“Nah. I usually sleep in just my underwear. But mom said I should take my pajamas.”

“I don’t care, dear! Heck, you can sleep in the buff if you like,” she laughed.

I immediately took off my PJs and kicked them out under the sheets.

“Better?”

“Better.” I smiled.

“If there’s anything you need, just call out, and we’ll come. Okay?” Gloria said and kissed me on my forehead.

“Thanks! Good night.”

“Good night, dear.”

The moment the room was dark, images of the naked girl and her brother filled my mind. I was instantly hard, and I remembered what Glenn told me. So I slipped down my underwear and gripped my willie. I moved my fist down over it, but nothing substantial happened. It didn’t feel too bad either, but that was all. So I tried it again. And again. Nothing.

I was feeling a bit panicked about it. Did I do something wrong, was my penis broken, couldn’t I have kids later? I contemplated my options and decided to call out.

“GLENN!” I called out.

Nothing. So I shouted louder, “GLENN!!”

I heard movement downstairs and footsteps in the hallway. Moments later, they were on the stairs, and as the footsteps came closer, I was sure it was Glenn.

He softly opened the door and asked, “What is it, bud? Can’t sleep?”

“No. It’s just that… It isn’t working,” I whispered.

“What isn’t work… oh….”

“Can you help me?” I asked, feeling the tears welling up, “I feel stupid for not… and that I can’t…”

“Relax, Bud. I… um…”

Glenn sighed deeply and lifted his weight from one foot to the other. I could see his internal struggle as he stood there indecisively. Finally, he turned around, closed the door, and clicked on the bedside light.

“Look. I know you can’t talk to your mom or dad about this. They wouldn’t understand. So I’ll help you. But you have to promise to keep this between us. This is a way bigger secret than the pictures. Get it? Adults aren’t supposed to do this, and I can go to jail for it.”

“Really? But why? I’m the one asking for help,” I said, totally unclear about why this wasn’t allowed.”Is this the same as with these pictures you publish as Pyntar?”

“Something like that, yeah. But this is illegal. Period. So not a word. Not even to Gloria, okay?”

“Okay. Not a word. Promise.”

“Right. Why uh… why don’t you show me how you do it?” Glenn softly asks, a flush spreading across his face.

My undies were still around my ankles from my previous attempt, so there was no need to pull them down. And exposing myself this way to Glenn didn’t feel strange at all. I just knew he understood the situation and probably had seen hundreds of willies. So I kicked down the blanket, exposing my boner, and looked at Glenn’s reaction. His face remained expressionless.

Feeling the need to act, I grabbed my willie, wrapped my fist around it, and slid it down. After doing this, I looked at Glenn and said, “See? Nothing happens.”

I could see the surprise in Glenn’s eyes as he looked at me. Then, slowly, a smile appeared on his face, and I could see a twinkle in his eyes.

“You need to repeatedly move it up and down,” he said, obviously holding back a chuckle.

“Huh?” I asked, unclear what he meant.

Glenn made a fist and repeatedly moved it up and down in the air. “Like this.” So I let go of my penis and moved my hand in the air too.

“Right. But then you do it on your peter.”

I grabbed my willie again and did what Glenn said. I moved it down, but instead of keeping my hand there, I slid it back up. But when I reached the end of my boner, I felt like my skin was being torn off.

“OUCH!” I hissed loudly.

“You need to loosen your grip a bit,” I heard Glenn say.

“Nevermind…” I said, feeling embarrassed as hell, and fought back the tears.

I reached for the blanket in an attempt to regain some dignity when Glenn said, “Oh, no you don’t! You need to figure this out once and for all,” and his hand prevented me from pulling up the blanket.

“But it isn’t working. Maybe my peter isn’t built for this,” I tried.

“Listen, Bud. Once you’ve figured it out, you’ll be thankful you did. What about…” Glenn softly said, not finishing his sentence.

“What?” I asked eagerly.

Glenn sighed and continued, “What if I show you? I mean, really.”

“Would you?” I asked, feeling glad Glenn didn’t give up.

“Sure. But I’d have to touch you. You know…” and he nodded toward my willie.

“I don’t mind,” I said, laying my hands beside my body in an attempt to give him all the access he needed.

What happened next was utterly mind-blowing. The moment Glenn’s fingers wrapped around my willie, all my nerves seemed to go off at once. I felt him sliding up and down over my stiff willie, noticing how good his fingers felt on my skin. Before long, I started panting and pushed back against Glenn’s hand.

“See? Feels good, right?” he whispered, not missing a beat.

“Ohhh,” I moaned, “I think I need to pee! Stop… Stop!!” I said, afraid I was going to wet the bed.

“Shh…” Glenn said in an assuring voice, ”you’re about to cum. Don’t worry, just let it happen. You won’t pee. Trust me!”

These words put me at ease, and I started focusing on the good feelings in my groin. The pace of Glenn’s up and down motion quickened, and I felt something build inside my ass, close to my balls. The tingle spread out all over my body, and my vision went blurry.

“I… ahhh… ahhhh… AHHH!” I heard myself pant.

After that, my brain exploded. I couldn’t think anymore, and as my body stiffened, my willie started kicking, and my balls tried to pull back inside my body. After that initial internal explosion, every feeling focused back on my willie. After that, all I could feel was the kicking of my willie inside Glenn’s hand.

Glenn’s motion slowed down significantly, which was good because I was getting very sensitive down there now. After I slowly regained my breath, my vision returned too. I noticed Glenn smiling at me as he let go of my willie. I realized I had an ear-to-ear smile on my face and was feeling spent.

“Think you can manage on your own the next time?” Glenn smiled.

“I guess. But if I can’t, I can always ask for help, right?”

“Umm… Let’s just see how it goes, okay?” Glenn responded, obviously not too thrilled about a second run.

I looked down my belly toward my softening willie. It didn’t change after that good feeling. It wasn’t bigger or smaller. Nor did it have a different color or anything. I did read somewhere that this was called an orgasm and that it was needed to create babies. But I couldn’t see the sperm that was necessary for it.

“Are you sure you did it right?”

“Why? Didn’t it feel good enough for you?” Glenn chuckled.

“No. It’s just that… I don’t see any sperm. There’s supposed to be sperm, right?”

“Oh, that. Nah… Don’t worry. You’re too young to make sperm. I guess a few more months, and you’ll start with that. And when you masturbate then, you’ll feel it coming out. If that happens, just tell me, and I’ll make sure to get you some tissues to clean it up.”

“Oh,” I said, slightly disappointed.

“Don’t worry, Bud. You can start beating off anyway. Still feels amazing, right?” Glenn said, and he slapped me on my shoulder as he got up.

“I guess you’re right,” I said, kicked off my undies, and pulled up the blanket.

Glenn walked over to the door and looked back at me with his hand on the doorknob.

“Night, Bud! Sweet dreams.”

“Night. And thanks. A lot!” I smiled.

“You’re welcome. Remember! Not a word!”

“I remember. Don’t worry,” I said and turned on my side.

Glenn clicked off the light and closed the door behind him. After this, I felt drained but was also very excited because I finally managed to have an orgasm. I thought about how right Glenn was that I could never talk to my parents about this and how lucky I was that Glenn didn’t mind. Before I knew it, I was out like a light.

Gratias ago tibi, quia demonstrasti mihi quomodo factum est

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Viaglis
By
Jason Crow

I was working part-time in a five-and-dime. My parents were pretty wealthy and provided me with a lot of stuff. But still… I wanted to be as independent as possible. Not because of some stupid fight, daddy issues, rebellion, or anything like that. No. It was just I wanted to show the world I was an independent woman.

After the summer, I would be starting college. I skipped a grade a few years ago, so at seventeen, I was one of the younger kids in my graduating class. That, to me, was an extra motivation to show I could do this. And even though I was a bit anxious about going to college, I was motivated to the bone.
Ever since I was a little girl, I wanted to be a surgeon. I saw an episode of Dora the Explorer once where Dora’s mother saved someone in the jungle. She cut her open, stitched something up, and wrapped a bandage around the wound. After that was done, the patient stood to her feet, and everybody danced a happy dance. I vividly remember that moment in time.

I played my fair share of doctor over the years. The neighborhood kids would be my patients, and my best friend at the time would be my assistant. But most of the time, my little brother was my patient. When his best friend Ethan slept over, and I had to babysit them, they both ended up on my operating table. Looking back, I was never interested in the classical form of playing doctor. My brother Lucas would be in his underwear most of the time when I was ‘operating.’ But since we were born more than five years apart, the bits inside his underwear never interested me that much. I was just trying to become a surgeon.

As I grew older, I stopped playing doctor. I learned that most people had different ideas about playing doctor. So I stopped doing it, despite Lucas asking me to play doctor with him a few times.

During High school, I started doing volunteer work at our local hospital. I knew it would look good on my future resume, and I could use the experience of working there. Besides all that, it would give me some great insights into a medical clinic’s inner workings. So I was pretty pleased when I got selected to work there a few hours a week. When I opened the envelope and saw the text, “Suzy – Volunteer” on the name tag I needed to wear, I was thrilled!

So there I was, lounging in my bikini by the swimming pool in our garden, reading up on my studies for next week. I enjoyed lying in the sun like this and reading about the stuff I love. Lucas and Ethan were playing in the pool, and they knew better than to bother me when I was reading like this. Ethan’s parents and our mom and dad were best friends. All four of them were currently out of town on a two-night getaway. They asked me to babysit the boys, which was fine by me. Two twelve-year-old boys don’t need too much babysitting, and the three of us got along really well, despite the age difference. Well, one barely twelve-year-old and one almost twelve-year-old. Lucas’s birthday was last month, and Ethan’s would be next week.

I looked over at Lucas, who was pulling himself out of the water to make an atomic bomb in the deep end of the pool. As he pulled himself up, his boardshorts were pulled down a bit, and I could see a fair bit of bum crack. I couldn’t help but smile at this funny sight. He had a tight, completely hairless butt and didn’t seem to care he was showing it off. Ethan saw me looking and giggled the moment our eyes met.

“Stop mooning us, you pervert!” Ethan yelled and pretended to shield his eyes from a very bright light.

Lucas looked over his shoulder at us, and in one swift motion, pulled his shorts down to his knees and wiggled his butt.

“AAAAGGGHHH!!!” Ethan screamed, still giggling.

I was laughing pretty hard now, but I knew I had to act serious and mature. “Stop goofing around! You might catch a cold or something this way!” I shouted but could hardly keep a straight face. Lucas pulled up his trunks, raced over to the side of the pool, and jumped in with a big splash. Ethan swam over and started dunking my little brother.

Seeing my brother’s butt reminded me of my ex-boyfriend, Dylan. His ass looked pretty much the same as Lucas’s, which I knew was odd for a guy being six years older. But Dylan did look a bit boyish, which I found super sexy.

I was already sexually active and started having sex a little after my fifteenth birthday. I had sex with four different guys before I had sex with Dylan. His boyish looks didn’t just involve his chest and ass. His dick was also of boyish proportions. It was a little over four inches long, not too thick, and just a little bit of pubes above it. This was going to be the smallest dick going inside me up until then.

When I first saw it, I was a bit disappointed. How could this possibly satisfy me? But the moment our first fuck started, I realized I was wrong. His dick didn’t fill me up as much as the others had done. Despite it being so small, I had two powerful orgasms during that first fuck. The only logical explanation I could come up with was that because of this dick being so small, my pussy had enough room to contract. Something a fatter dick would prevent. But I didn’t really care about the reason why. I was a girl who liked her dicks to be small. Just a fact of life, I reckoned. And after this first fantastic fuck, I knew I was done with big cocks.

The sex with Dylan was fantastic. But the more I focused on my goal of being a surgeon, the more Dylan complained about him not being the center of my life. So about two months ago, he broke up with me. I was sad about it for a few days, but then I realized I was only missing his small cock inside my pussy. On an intellectual level, we didn’t really have anything in common. The moment this sank in, I was over Dylan and went on with my life. I did miss getting fucked regularly, though.

I was abruptly shaken from my contemplations about Dylan when a ball hit me flat on my belly.

“Hey! Look out!” I yelled.

“Sorry!” Lucas giggled. “Can you go and get the ball, E? Suzy throws like a girl, and she probably won’t make it into the pool.”

I laid down my book and looked at my little brother. “I throw like a girl, you say?” I said with mock anger as I took the ball in my hand and got on my feet.

“Oh-oh…” Ethan said with a twinkle of anticipation in his eyes.

I walked over to the edge of the pool, toying with the little red ball in my hands. “Throw like a girl?” I said again, and I threw the ball hard at my little brother. He ducked just in time to avoid the ball, but I anticipated that and cannonballed right beside him into the water. The moment he came up after dodging the ball, a big wave of water caught him off-guard, causing him to cough and rub the water from his eyes.

That’s when the roughhousing started. We splashed around and tried dunking each other. Ethan and I teamed up in getting back at Lucas for mooning us. It was amusing and relaxing to behave like a little girl again. During the roughhousing, I felt an occasional hand on one of my boobs or my ass. I was thankful that my bikini stayed in place, because that would’ve just been too awkward. Surprisingly, I didn’t mind the groping too much because I grabbed them too.

At some point during the back and forth groping around, I realized I grabbed my brother’s boner. My hand shot back as if I was stung by a bee. But not before I realized my brother was basically the same size as Dylan. I immediately dismissed that thought and went on with trying to dunk Ethan. When I grabbed his package a few minutes ago, he was obviously soft, judging by his small package. But I didn’t dare to grope him now! Considering Ethan would turn twelve next week, it would be just plain wrong to grab his stiffy.

After we were all exhausted by the wrestling, we threw the ball around and chatted a bit. It was getting late, and we were all hungry, so we decided to order pizza, eat it by the pool, and call it a night. I picked up my phone, called the pizza place, and grabbed us some cokes. We relaxed by the pool, waiting for our food to get delivered.

I checked Lucas and Ethan occasionally and noticed they were stealing glances at my bikini-clad boobs. Knowing they were trying to look at my boobs gave me a bit of a rush I had never felt before. It was apparent these two boys were growing up and curious about a female body. I glanced at their crotches and noticed their boardshorts were tented a bit. I wasn’t sure if they had a boner or if it was just the way the fabric of their shorts fell. Still, the idea of these two getting hard over me moistened my pussy considerably.

The moment the doorbell rang, I shook my head to dismiss these thoughts from my head. These were two young boys, damnit! When I opened the door and paid the pizza guy, I noticed him looking too. So I pressed my chest forward a bit, tucked some hair behind my ear, and smiled flirtily at him. He started blushing, grabbed the money, and turned around. “Hmm… probably still a virgin,” I thought and closed the door.

When I came back to the pool, I was surprised Lucas had already brought out the plates from the kitchen for us. He also grabbed his portable speaker and was playing some tunes. It was nice and cozy, and I really liked the way this day was progressing. We ate our pizzas while chatting and laughing, still occasionally glancing at each other. It was getting a bit chilly, so I announced I’d go grab a shower and call it a night. The boys agreed it was time to get in. We cleaned up, covered the pool, and went upstairs.

“Night, Suzy,” they said almost simultaneously and were giggling like schoolgirls.

I knew they were up to something but didn’t have a clue what that would be. “You two behave tonight, alright? Or I’ll call mom and dad, and you know what that means, right?” I said sternly. Even though I never had any issues with these two, I sure as hell didn’t want any now.

“Of course we will! Chill, Sis!” Lucas said seriously. “We’ll just watch some TV or something. We won’t be bothering you. Don’t worry!”

“Alright. And please! No stupid jokes or something, kay!?” I said, thinking back to a fake snake in my bed about a year ago.

“Pfft!” Lucas snorted. “We’re not kids anymore, you know? You leave us alone, and we won’t bother you. Night!”

“Night!” I said as Lucas closed his door behind him, and I walked into mine.

* * *

I stepped under the warm water of our rain shower to wash off the chlorine. As I was soaping myself up, my mind went back to the rigid tube of flesh I felt through my brother’s swim shorts. My little brother seemed to have grown up overnight. The idea of his hard pecker, combined with the lustful eyes ogling my boobs, made me all tingly inside. I let my right hand drift lower until it reached my pubic mound. My left hand pinched my nipple as I simultaneously slid my middle finger between the folds of my pussy and started rubbing my swollen clit.

Images of my naked brother’s butt and mental pictures of Ethan and Lucas’s hard, preteen penises filled my mind as my finger rubbed in small circles over my clit. I softly moaned as I felt my orgasm approach, and my finger picked up the pace. The moment a picture of my brother and Ethan, both naked and hard and touching each other’s dicks filled my mind, my orgasm hit me! And it hit me hard. My knees buckled, and I had to steady myself against the shower wall as my pussy kept contracting.

After I regained control over my body and stood there panting, I was stunned. “What the hell was that?” I thought. “Why did I think of these boys? I’m no perv!” I tried to dismiss the idea that I just came hard thinking about these boys, but this wasn’t easy. It was a top-five orgasm, so that’s not easily forgettable. I decided to start with the much-needed shave of my pussy, in an attempt to get my mind off that weird experience.

By the time I was done in the shower and had dried myself, I put my bathrobe back on to return to my room. By then, I had convinced myself that it only happened because of the fact that my last real fuck was over two months ago. This, combined with the sunny weather and all the exposed flesh of today, must’ve been the reason. I wasn’t lusting for my brother! No way! But it was a very good orgasm nonetheless…

As I walked back to my room, I noticed the quietness in Lucas’s room. This was a bit odd but not too unusual. They were probably watching some stupid Marvel movie in which they could both lose themselves entirely.

A little later, I was sitting inside my room, applying skin lotion on my legs and listening to some music, when there was a soft knock on my door. A soft “Suzy?” came from the other side of the door.

“Get lost, Dork! I’m not falling for one of your stupid jokes again!” I responded and turned the volume of my stereo up. It was quiet for a few moments, so I figured he went back to his room. I thought nothing of it until I heard a sniff and barely hearable, “Please, Suzy…” followed by another sniff.

Now I was worried. Was he crying? Did he have a fight with Ethan? If this was one of their stupid tricks, I’d never trust him again! But it sure as hell didn’t sound like one. I walked over to the door and cinched my robe tighter around my waist. My bathrobe was all I was wearing, considering I was about to get into bed soon, so I made sure all the precious bits were covered before I opened the door.

The moment I opened the door, I knew this wasn’t another scheme by the boys. I was prepared for the worst, but I just knew something was wrong when I looked at my brother. He was standing there, bare-chested with a big fluffy towel wrapped around his waist, looking all fragile. And I was right about the sniffs. His eyes were puffy and red, but the tiniest hint of relief spread across his face as I looked at him.

“What’s wrong, Dufus?” I asked, using his nickname in an attempt to keep it light.

“It’s… err… I… We were…” he stammered and started looking at the floor, diverting my eyes.

I followed his gaze and looked down too when I noticed the small tent behind the towel. Did my brother have a boner? Why would he come to me with a boner? Was this still a trick? Or some stupid dare he lost?

“What!?” I asked, slightly annoyed by now.

“Can you just come to my room, please? With one of them medical books of yours? I… I think we might need it…” he said, and I could see him struggling to hold back his tears.

My annoyance disappeared when I saw he was genuinely upset. “Sure, one sec,” I replied.

I grabbed two books from my desk and followed Lucas to his room, curious as hell by now. When he opened the door, I noticed Ethan sitting on Lucas’s bed. He obviously had cried too, judging by his eyes. He was also bare-chested, and a towel was lying in his lap to cover up his privates. Judging by his exposed hip, I could see he was naked. Now I just HAD to know what was going on.

“Okay. Shoot! What’s the big emergency?” I said, alternating my gaze between the boys in an attempt to size them up.

Both boys just stared at the floor. Moments later, I cleared my throat to make clear I was serious. At that moment, they looked at each other. Ethan just shrugged and looked at the floor again. Lucas swallowed audibly and said, “Ethan stole some Viaglis pills from his brother and we took them to see if they’d work and they did and then we got hard and now it won’t go down and we’re scared we broke ‘em and that we can never have sex and…” they both started crying again after this torrent of words.

It took me a moment to decode the words that came out of my little brother’s mouth. They did what? And now they… What?!?

“Wait a minute… You each took a Viaglis?” I asked, full of disbelief and trying very hard not to burst out into laughter.

“Yes…” they both sniffed softly.

I took a deep breath to make sure I wouldn’t laugh at them in their faces. I couldn’t help but notice my pussy getting wetter by the second from the idea of these two boys being stiff near me and only a towel covering their small stiffies. To distract me from all these feelings, I opened my book in a vain attempt to search for a solution.

“Do you think we broke them?” Ethan softly asked.

As I scrolled through the pages of my book, I felt sorry for the kid. They were obviously in a curious phase of their development. They didn’t have a clue yet on the exact workings of their bodies, so I decided to put them at ease. “I wouldn’t worry too much, boys. I think it’ll go away eventually, but –“ I stopped in the middle of my sentence. There was actually an article about erectile dysfunction and the medicine involved.

As I read through the article, a little devilish voice crept inside my head. If I played my cards right, I could probably see both boners. I knew it was all kinds of wrong, but I even wanted to see my brother’s dick. And if I was lucky and they would cooperate, maybe I’d see them jerking their dicks. The idea of them showing me their cocks, made my pussy all soppy. I was afraid they could smell me by now, considering I only wore my bathrobe, which just went about five inches down my butt. I pretended to read some more as a battle plan was forming inside my head.

“Okay,” I started. “According to this article, we need to make sure nothing is obstructing the blood flow, and you need to have some orgasms in order to make the erection go away.”

I was making sure to look all serious and doctor-like, so they would believe me. The only valuable thing in the book about improper use of erectile drugs was administering specific medication for the swelling to go down. But it was essential to carefully monitor the blood pressure during that phase. I didn’t have the meds, and I couldn’t monitor blood pressure here, so that option was out of the window. And besides, as long as the penis didn’t hurt, there really wasn’t anything to worry about, according to the article. There was only the discomfort of the erection. But they didn’t know that.

I couldn’t resist the urge to check out their dicks anymore. So I sat down on Lucas’s bed and looked at them with a worried look on my face.

“I need to check if the blood flow is still functioning. I don’t like it any more than you, but…” I trailed off.

“I was afraid you’d say that,” Lucas whispered while looking at his feet.

“Fuck this! She bathed us when we were little. AND she’s going to be a doctor. I don’t know about you, but I want to make sure I can still have sex,” Ethan said as he climbed off the bed, making sure to keep the towel pressed against his groin.

“He’s right, you know?” I said to Lucas. “I promise I won’t tell anyone! Or make fun of you.”

Ethan was right. I had bathed them in the past but stopped doing that a short while after their sixth birthday. I already knew both boys were cut, but I wasn’t quite sure what to expect after almost six years. Ethan stepped in front of me and stood virtually shoulder to shoulder with my little brother. This way, I was almost at eye-level with his crotch. Ethan sighed deeply and unceremoniously dropped his towel. A shiver went through my body the moment Ethan’s erection popped up. It was almost completely straight and pointed toward my forehead. I guessed it to be about four inches long and about as thick as my thumb. I immediately loved it!

“Come on, L! Don’t be a wuss!” Ethan softly said to my brother. I guessed he was too embarrassed to look at me and didn’t want to stand there naked all alone.

“I know, but… she’s my sister,” Lucas tried.

“Yeah? So? Don’t wimp out on me now, dude!” Ethan kept pushing.

I made sure to stay out of the discussion. It was both weird and exciting, wanting to see my brother’s dick. But I already knew that if I started pushing him, this would have the opposite effect. The moment Lucas began to fiddle with the towel around his waist, I knew I was going to see two young boners in front of me, and I was thrilled beyond belief.

“I promised, remember?” I whispered as I looked my brother in the eyes.

Lucas threw his towel on his bed beside me, and I felt like a kid in a candy store. I took a good look without being too obvious, and I noticed Lucas was slightly longer than my ex, Dylan, but Dylan’s dick was a bit thicker. Ethan was a tiny bit shorter than Lucas but compensated with being a little thicker than my brother, but was still beat by Dylan on that department.

Another difference between Dylan and these boys in front of me was the complete lack of hair. Dylan’s bush wasn’t too lush, but these bodies were as bare as the day they were born. I was immediately curious if these dicks could give me as much pleasure as Dylan’s had. Or maybe more?

I quickly roamed my eyes over their nude, tight bodies. Although there wasn’t any muscle tone yet, there was already a tiny hint of what soon would come. There also wasn’t an ounce of fat on these bodies, which made them look magnificent. My relationship with Dylan had taught me that I was into boyish bodies. But seeing these two in all their glory convinced me I was on the right track there and that I just had to accept that.

The last thing I noticed was their balls. They weren’t too big, and their ballsacks held them tightly. It wasn’t cold inside Lucas’s room, so their hairless sacks weren’t rimpled and all tugged tight. I could clearly see their little balls, and they had obviously dropped. I loved the way they hung under their small erections.

Their bodies basically looked the same, apart from a distinct difference—their glans. Lucas’s was thick and blunt, where Ethan’s was pointy and slender. Not sharp, but almost arrow-like. It was hard to describe, and I didn’t have a preference for either. It was just there for me to notice.

I was mesmerized by this incredible sight in front of me, but I tore my eyes away from it and looked Ethan in his eyes. “It looks okay at first sight. But I need to touch you to check it properly. Do you mind?” I asked sweetly and clenched my legs firmly together to suppress the tingly feeling inside my pussy.

Ethan swallowed visibly and then shook his head. “No, go ahead.”

I looked at Lucas, and before I could say anything, he just nodded. I took a deep breath in an attempt to steady my nerves. Lucas would later tell me he thought it was because I wasn’t too fond of touching them. But the exact opposite was true. I managed to steady my hand as I extended it toward Ethan’s erection which was the closest.

It was almost like I was watching someone else’s hand move. My fingers grasped Ethan’s dick, his stiff shaft feeling warm. It was both hard and soft at the same time. I’ve touched my fair share of dicks over the years, but somehow Ethan’s felt different. The moment I took it between my thumb and index finger, Ethan gasped.

“Did I hurt you?” I asked worriedly.

“No. No, it’s just that… no one’s ever touched me there, you know? Sorry…” Ethan said, and I could see his face was a bit flushed.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said and took his dick in my fingers again.

I lifted it up, moved it around, and pretended to look for signs something was wrong. I softly squeezed his glans, causing Ethan to moan. I almost smiled at his reaction but thankfully managed to keep a straight face and decided to pretend I didn’t hear him moan.

“Did you masturbate already after you took the pill?” I asked, knowing it would make him uncomfortable.

“I… err… we… ah… yes,” Ethan admitted eventually. “But that didn’t help at all.”

“I see. According to the book, it’s important to do this to keep the pressure on the corpora cavernosa to a minimum.”

I knew both boys didn’t have a clue what I was talking about, but I just couldn’t help myself. And this way, I could still pretend it was all strictly medical.

“The what?” Lucas asked.

“It’s a sponge-like part inside the penis that fills with blood and creates the erection,” I said and slowly but steadily started to massage Ethan’s shaft with my right thumb, index, and middle finger.

“I need to make sure there are no obstructions,” I said when Ethan moaned again.

I looked at the erection to my left, and judging by how it was twitching, Lucas wanted in on the action. So I slowly extended my left hand and took my brother’s dick between my fingers. I put on the show of examining it while I kept massaging Ethan’s little erection. This show only lasted a few seconds because I was just too horny now and wanted to make these boys cum.

The moment I started massaging Lucas’s shaft, he started moaning too. I’d never worked two cocks at the same time up until then and realized it took a lot of focus. But focusing was difficult, considering my dripping wet, pulsating pussy. I quickly learned these boys were enjoying themselves no matter what I did.

“Ohh… I think I…” Ethan started to moan.

I didn’t want him to cum just yet. First, I needed Lucas to catch up. I realized it would be difficult to make them cum simultaneously, but I wanted to try anyway. So I slowed down my movement on Ethan’s dick and toyed with the small, marble-sized balls for a moment.

“Ahh… why are… ohh… you jerking us?” Lucas panted.

“I need to make sure everything is working properly,” I said and started working on Ethan’s dick again. “And you guys look super sexy like this, so…” I looked up to meet their gazes and saw both wonder and horniness in their eyes.

“Ah… ah… ah….” Lucas moaned as his eyes shot back in his head.

“HMMMM…” came from my left as Lucas started moving his hips back and forth.

“Yesss…” I whispered.

Ethan’s dick started kicking in my hand first. But only a moment later, I felt my brother’s dick beginning to pulsate. Ethan’s cum was dry, but I noticed on Lucas’s dick, a small clear drop of fluid came out. I had to hold myself back from licking it off, although I was curious as hell about the taste of this clear cum. I didn’t even care that it was my brother’s cum I was longing for.

Ethan’s knees went weak, and he stood back against Lucas’s desk to avoid falling down. Lucas bent over forward and had to put his hands on my shoulders to steady himself. I was still holding my brother’s dick and smeared the little drop of cum over his glans. When my thumb was slick with Lucas’s cum, I tried sneaking it into my mouth to taste it. Considering both boys were lost in a post-orgasmic flow, I reckoned I was safe.

As soon as my brother’s cum hit my taste buds, I was hooked. It tasted way sweeter than any cum I tasted before, and the slight bit of salt in it completed the delicious explosion of taste in my mouth.

Ethan was standing with his butt against the desk, and his shoulders pulled backward. This way, his hips stuck forward, and so did his adorable erection. I licked my lips, looking at this young boy on display before me.

“I was… that… WOW!” Lucas panted in my ear, his hands still on my shoulders.

I realized that Lucas’s hands moved my bathrobe a bit, and by now, I was showing some serious cleavage. Nothing was on display yet, but at that moment, I knew that wouldn’t take too long anymore.

“I know,” Ethan added. “Why did you….”

Ethan started blushing the moment he started talking. I knew I didn’t have to come up with something believable, but I tried to anyway, ”I needed to make sure you were still capable of having an orgasm. And I knew you wouldn’t do it in front of me. So…”

“I guess that makes sense,” Ethan said as he sat down on the bed next to me.

Lucas collapsed to the other side of me, so that I was now between them. He looked down at his still-hard dick, then peered back to us and asked, “Did I just shoot sperm?”

That caused me to smile. So I just nodded and said, “You sure did, Bro. Well… You didn’t shoot, but a drop of sperm did come out, yes.”

“Oh wow,” he said to no one in particular but beaming with pride.

“So now what?” Ethan asked, looking at me hopefully.

“As far as I can judge it, you boys are fine. You just have to make sure to have a few more orgasms. I’m pretty sure the effects of the Viaglis wear off by then.”

“We need to jack it some more?” Lucas asked to clarify what I just said.

“There are a lot of ways to get an orgasm. Jack, suck, fuck, you know….”

“Oh…” Ethan softly said. He clearly wasn’t used to someone being this blunt.

“I’ll help you if you want,” I softly said.

I knew this was the moment of truth. If they’d let me help them, I was in for the night of my life. But this might as well scare them off, and it would be over. This could go either way. In an attempt to help the odds, I pushed my boobs out a bit to emphasize my lack of clothing underneath it.

“You would?” Lucas softly said. “But….”

I guessed the idea of his big sister doing all sorts of sex stuff with him, needed some time to land. Judging by the look in his eyes, the jerk-off session had helped a bit. He wasn’t repulsed or anything, just insecure.

“That would be great,” Ethan said, and when I looked at him, he was openly checking out my cleavage.

“Here. Let me show you I’m not kidding.”

I shrugged my arms out of my robe and let it fall around my waist. I was now topless and showing my boobs to the boys. My nipples got even stiffer now that they were no longer protected by the warm cloth. I felt incredibly sexy showing off my tits to these boys.

“Oh wow…” both boys whispered at the same time, which caused the three of us to giggle.

“Did you boys ever see real-life boobs before?” I asked, well aware of the answer.

“No,” Ethan replied immediately, not taking his eyes from my chest.

“Yes,” Lucas said softly and started to blush.

“You did? When?” Ethan asked in disbelief.

“About two weeks ago, you didn’t close the bathroom properly. So I saw you coming out of the shower and saw… you know….”

“Aha. You saw me getting out of the shower. Was it by accident, or did you wait for me to come out?” I asked. I made sure I didn’t sound angry because I really wasn’t. It was an erotic thought that my little brother was spying on me.

“I… ehm…” he stammered.

“I see,” I said and stood up.

I noticed the fear on both boy’s faces. They were probably afraid they screwed up by this confession. I stood up and started working on the knot of the belt around my waist, and the moment my bathrobe fell on the floor, I said, “Well… You’ve seen it all already. Might as well get comfortable then and show it to Ethan too,” I said and stretched. I made sure they got a good, long look before I sat down between them again. The moment I squeezed my body back between them, a tingle shot through me. Their soft, bare skin against mine felt like tiny ants were moving between us, delightfully tickling my skin.

I glanced down and noticed both their dicks hadn’t lost any of their stiffness, which meant this evening was far from over. I did feel the need to get off too, though. And I also knew I had to keep taking the initiative, which was fine by me.

“I have to ask… why did you take these pills in the first place?” I said, feeling their horny eyes all over my now naked body.

“I was curious if they worked,” Ethan confessed, his eyes fixed on my boobs.

“I see. You know… you can touch ‘em if you want,” I smiled.

“Really?” Ethan said enthusiastically, tearing his eyes from my boobs and looked me in my eyes with the anticipation beaming from his face.

“Of course! We need to keep you guys going, remember? You can too, Bro,” I said to Lucas.

Lucas’s gaze was between my legs as he stuck out his trembling hand. I realized I was holding my breath in anticipation of the touch. As if they did it on purpose, both boys touched me at the same time. Ethan’s hand softly squeezed my right boob, and Lucas surprised me when his hand started petting the outside of my pussy. A soft moan escaped my lips, and it felt like their hands were on fire.

I needed to keep thinking straight to keep the momentum going. So I tried very hard to keep talking to the boys. “Hmmm… that’s nice. Did you touch each other too when you jerked off before?”

“Eeww!” Lucas said immediately. “No, we didn’t. That’s gay.”

“Yeah,” Ethan added, but a lot less convinced than Lucas was.

“No, silly! Boys your age experiment a lot with other boys. That’s not gay! Just a way to get experience and to get off. Hmmm.”

“Really?” Ethan asked as he started rubbing my stiff nipple.

“Kid you not!” I said, spreading my legs a bit more to give my brother better access to my pussy.

“But I thought that….” Lucas said as his finger slipped between my pussy lips, “touching another boy’s dick… I don’t know…” he trailed off.

“Look. Jacking off is great, right?” I asked, causing both boys to nod knowingly, “and you just learned how much better it is when someone else does it to you. So why not enjoy it? Imagine how much more fun a blowjob is. You can’t do that by yourself. Ohhh…”

I glanced at Lucas and saw a wicked grin plastered on his face. His fingers were probing all around my pussy, sending shivers up my spine, only to be amplified by Ethan’s actions on my right boob. I couldn’t stop myself and wiggled myself free. I got on my knees on the floor, and quickly turned around to face them.

“Here. Let me show you,” I said and scooted forward toward my brother’s best friend’s lap.

I took Ethan’s dick in my hand, and before he could react, I planted a sloppy, wet kiss on the pointy tip while looking my brother in the eyes. Lucas moved closer to get a better look, which was very encouraging. I kept looking at him as I slowly lowered my mouth until all of Ethan’s still extremely hard cock was hidden from view, and I heard Ethan moan above me. Lucas’s eyes were as big as saucers the moment all of his best friend’s dick was gone. I opened my mouth and let my tongue swirl around the tube of flesh, making sure Lucas saw it all.

“See?” I said, smiling. “Here. Let me do you.”

My left hand kept massaging Ethan’s cock as I took Lucas’s in my right hand and mimicked the actions with Ethan earlier. Only this time, I looked at Ethan, and the added thrill of blowing my own brother sent butterflies down my pussy. I bobbed up and down a little but had a different plan I could put into action now.
I lifted my head and said to Lucas, “This feels good, doesn’t it?” I was now massaging two cocks at the same time again, which was sooo hot.

“Good!? It’s fucking awesome!” Lucas said, obviously over the moon by this new experience.

“Get up,” I hoarsely commanded.

Both boys got to their feet and stood hip to hip in front of me. Since I was still on my knees, both their hard dicks were almost at eye level. I took a mental picture, grabbed both boys by the outer butt cheek, and turned them a little toward each other. Their dicks were now pointing toward each other, and I quickly took Ethan back in my mouth. I bobbed up and down a few times before doing the same to Lucas. I massaged their tight, little butts as I did this. I alternated between them a few times, and as their moaning increased, I figured they were horny enough, so I decided to play my next card.

“You know what the best part is?” I asked, smiling seductively while rubbing both dicks on my cheeks.

“Ohhh…” Lucas moaned. “What?”

“You two can do this together. So if you want to get off without jerking, just get your dick sucked.”

“Put his dick in my mouth?” Lucas asked, a lot less repulsed than earlier when we talked about jacking together.

“I don’t care, L! If it feels this good, I’m in,” Ethan quickly said.

“Why don’t you try it? I’m sure Ethan will return the favor! If you don’t like it, you can always just stop and go back to jerking.”

Lucas obviously had a mental conflict here. I was sure he liked getting his dick sucked. But the thought of this being gay was still blocking him a bit.

“You know…” I softly said while rubbing my hands over my body, ”seeing you two do that might get me worked up enough to… you know.”

I slipped my fingers between my pussy lips as I kept looking at my little brother. I could see him swallowing, and the idea of maybe more visibly put him over the edge.

“Okay. I guess. But if I don’t like it, I’ll stop. And you have to help me,” Lucas said, dropping to his knees, eyeing his friend’s dick.

“Of course,” I said in my most encouraging tone.

Lucas extended his hand and tentatively took Ethan’s dick between his fingers. He moved it around a bit and was clearly judging the texture and size of it.

“Now I just put it in my mouth?” he asked, looking at me a bit disgusted.

“Yeah. You can use your lips to imitate jerking as you move your head up and down. And use your tongue when you feel like it. Trust me, all boys like that! And whatever you do to Ethan, he’ll probably return,” I said smiling. “Oh! And look out with your teeth. That can hurt a bit.”

“Okay…” he said, still unsure.

Lucas took a deep breath and started lowering his mouth over Ethan’s stiff dick. I’ve never seen anything more erotic in my life. My finger was still between my lips, and I had to hold myself back from rubbing my clit, or I would’ve cum then and there. And I didn’t want to scare them or miss any of this action in front of me.

“It doesn’t taste like piss!” Lucas said surprised and immediately went back to sucking off his buddy.

The look of disgust on his face was completely gone, and I could see by the movements between his cheeks, he was using his tongue as I told him. Ethan moaned again and put his hands on top of Lucas’s head.

After about a minute or two, Lucas got up and announced, “My turn!” Ethan didn’t need any encouragement, dropped to his knees, and immediately went for it.

“Ahhh… this is so… ohh….” Lucas moaned with his eyes closed and his head thrown back.

Ethan surprised me by taking Lucas’s butt in his hands and only bobbed his head up and down. The tingling in my pussy increased significantly, but I didn’t want to come just yet. I had to hold back. I let him continue for a few more moments before I said, “There is another way to do this, you know? You can both have fun at the same time.”

Lucas’s eyes flew open, and at the same time, a loud “pop” sound indicated my brother’s dick had left Ethan’s mouth. “How?” they asked, practically at the same time.

“Ever heard of sixty-nine?” I asked.

“No,” Lucas said.

“Nope,” was Ethan’s reply.

“Thought so. In a sixty-nine, you suck each other at the same time. It’s best if you lie down.”

That was all the boys needed to know. Lucas got on his back, and Ethan got in position on top of him. They figured the mechanics out by themselves, and before I knew it, both boys were moaning loudly and sucking and bobbing for all they were worth.

This was it! If one boy sucking the other was hot, this was hotter than hell. I started rubbing my clit and couldn’t stop moaning anymore. I noticed Lucas’s eyes were focused on my crotch, and because of my obscenely spread legs, he could see it all.

“Hmmm… you don’t mind, do you? Ohh… this is so fucking hot….” I moaned and was nearing my orgasm pretty quickly now.

I could see Lucas nod and his eyes still glued to my rubbing finger between my legs. But every now and then, his gaze became unfocused, which I blamed on the magic happening between his legs. I had a hard time keeping my eyes open, but I didn’t want to miss one second of the hot action in front of me. But the moment the tingling in the back of my head started, my pussy immediately started contracting. My orgasm was so powerful, I was distracted from admiring the boys for a moment. However, neither boy had cum yet, considering the effort they were still putting into it. So I kept going and came a second time in under a minute. All the sucking, slurping, and jerking were just too intense to watch.

Lucas’s eyes went big as he saw me sliding two fingers inside. A moment later, they slammed shut, his butt cheeks clenched, and his moans had turned to screams. But because he had his mouth filled, it sounded like muffled shouts. My brother had cum watching me finger myself while getting his dick sucked by his best friend. This whole concept was mind-blowing and almost caused me to cum again.

Only a few moments later, Ethan unmistakably came. His butt slammed down onto Lucas’ face, and his whole body shook. I calmed down a bit after my intense orgasm, but I realized another one wasn’t far away. I kept petting my pussy gently as I watched the boys come back to earth.

“Ohh… That was awesome!” Lucas said, “you were right, Sis. Oh my god…” and he rolled onto his back on the bed, panting heavily.

“I NEVER felt anything like this, L!” Ethan said between breaths. “And I think you shot some sperm again. I tasted something sweet and salty when you came. Wasn’t bad, though…” he trailed off.

I noticed both boys were still hard as a rock. I loved Viaglis! I was still so horned up that I needed to get fucked. And I decided I wanted to get fucked by my little brother first. So I got up, crawled onto the bed, and laid down on my back between the boys. To my right was Lucas, and we were at eye level with each other. To my left, I was looking at Ethan’s feet. I looked down and saw both hard-ons still sticking up proudly and started to giggle.

“What is it?” Lucas asked and looked at me.

I looked back at him and said, “nothing. It’s just that… How many of these pills did you take? You’re still hard!” and I giggled again.

“Just one. Honest!” Ethan said, “I’ve never been hard this long. And I’m still… in the mood?”

“You mean horny,” I responded.

“Then I’m still horny,” Ethan smiled.

“Ready for more?” I asked Lucas, smiling coyly.

“More?” he asked, and the question marks in his eyes were almost visible.

“Yeah… well… we need to keep the orgasms going, remember? So maybe you’d like to, you know… fuck?”

A look of fear mixed with horniness, mixed with doubt and apprehension, crossed his face. I just knew he didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity. Considering the stuff we have already done, me being his sister wouldn’t be enough anymore to put him off.

He cleared his throat twice before he spoke. “Fuck?!” he asked with a very shaky voice. “You mean… with you?”

“With me. Yeah. It’s a very effective way to get off again. I’m just offering… I promised to help you guys, so…” I trailed off.

“I’ll do it!” Ethan said as he lifted himself on his elbows.

“You’ll get your chance,” I laughed at his eagerness. “But Lucas is my Bro. He gets dibs if he wants to.”

“I eh… I want to, but… you’re… I… you… I don’t know how to do it,” he said, looking very tiny and vulnerable at that moment.

“Don’t worry. Just let your big sister help you,” I said softly and stroked his face.

“Wh- What do I do?”

“Sit on your knees between my legs until your dick is almost touching me,” I said and spread my legs to give him access.

Ethan got up and sat down on the bed next to me at breast level, looking intensely between my legs and at Lucas’s motions. I could only smile, seeing him sitting there with his hard-on sticking up from his lap.

“Go for it, L,” he encouraged him.

I looked down at my little brother kneeling there between my legs with his boner proudly sticking up, and the way I was looking down, it was precisely between my tits. I’ve never been this anxious to have sex before in my life. My whole body was tingling at the thought of taking my brother’s virginity.

“A little closer,” I whispered, and the moment I felt Lucas’s dick touch my pussy, it was like a firestick touched me there. But in a good way.

I reached down and took his dick in my hand, and I placed the tip against the entrance of my pussy. I heard myself moan the moment he slipped between my folds.

“Hmm… nice,” I said. “Now, slowly push forward, and you’re no longer a virgin,” I said, smiling.

“I… eh… you sure?” Lucas whispered, obviously still insecure.

“Go for it. Fuck me!” I hoarsely said, almost cumming from anticipation.

That was all the encouragement Lucas needed. His tongue peeked out of the corner of his mouth, something he always did when he was concentrating on a task. The moment he started pushing, and I felt the tip of his small dick enter me, I felt something that can only be described as an ‘orgasm light.’ My pussy started contracting lightly, and my clit was over-sensitive.

I did everything I could to hide the fact I was enjoying it this much. I wanted this to be about my brother and his first-ever fuck. He entered me slowly, almost too slowly. All the boys I’ve had sex with up until then just shoved it in fast and all the way until they balled out. Not Lucas. I guessed he didn’t want to hurt me or something. I’ve never experienced this before, but I liked it a lot! I could almost feel the texture of his barely twelve-year-old dick as he inched forward.

“Ohhh… yessss…” I moaned, pressing him on.

“Oh wow…” Ethan whispered beside me as he watched his best friend slip inside for the very first time. “You’re really doing it….”

Lucas didn’t say anything. He kept pushing forward with that focused look on his face, and his mouth now opened slightly. The moment his pubic bone hit mine, I came. I couldn’t help it. His bare pubes hit my over-sensitive clit, which immediately put me over the edge. My hands gripped the sheets as I tried to lay as still as I could.

“OHHHH!!! YESSS! FUCK ME!!” I practically shouted as my body shook.

“Did I hurt you?” Lucas asked, a bit scared, which barely registered in my brain.

“No, dude! You just made her have an orgasm!” Ethan exclaimed. Then he looked at me, suddenly uncertain. “I mean… I guess? Right?”

I nodded furiously. “Move it in and out and start fucking,” I moaned. “Please!”

Lucas started moving, and I almost came again. I was still at the ‘orgasm light’-level, causing every nerve on my body to be on high alert. I was right about small dicks. These were WAY better than the thick and long ones. Looking back, that was the moment I decided to only fuck teenage boys with small dicks for the rest of my life.

I looked at my brother’s face as he started fucking me for real. During his first six or seven thrusts, he slipped out four times. He got himself back in quickly, but it annoyed me a little bit. I wanted to feel as much of him as possible. So I reached out, grabbed him gently by his arms, and pulled him close.

The combination of his boyish chest rubbing my nipples and the slight change in angle triggered another series of contractions inside my pussy. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, so I could guide how much space Lucas had as he moved out. As an added bonus, almost all of him was touching me.

“Ohh… ah… ahh…” Lucas moaned in my ear.

I quickly lost track of time as my little brother was pounding away. I glanced at Ethan, almost forgetting he was still sitting there. I noticed he was watching us intensely as he was toying with his dick. He wasn’t jacking it, just toying. I felt sorry for him, but the moment that feeling entered my mind, I felt thrilled! There was no need to feel sorry for him. I was going to take his virginity too in a few minutes, which most probably meant another great fuck for me.

Looking at his lean, naked, underdeveloped body and feeling Lucas’s body lying on top of me with his dick sliding in and out of my soaking wet pussy, triggered a full-blown orgasm. I firmly hugged my brother’s body as fireworks went off before my eyes. If I didn’t know I saw this because of the best-ever orgasm in my life, I would’ve sworn the fireworks were real! It all went black for a moment, but I came back at it in time to hear my brother’s moans increase.

“OOHHH!! MMMNG…. I’m… It’s…” he moaned.

I never was much of a screamer. Usually, I was pretty quiet during the sex. Usually, there was only heavy panting, interrupted by an occasional soft moan escaping my lips. But this was different! I didn’t know what came over me. If it was the fact that my brother was fucking me. The idea of an audience. The prospect of more? All I knew is that I was almost losing it.

“CUM FOR ME!! OHHH YESSS…. DO IT!” I practically screamed.

I released the hug I was holding my brother to give him a bit more space to move. That apparently was all it took. Lucas started slamming his pelvis really hard against mine, and I saw his eyes cross.

“I’m…. AHHHHHH!!!” he groaned and stopped moving completely after he pounded against me for the last time.

I felt his penis kicking inside my pussy, and the soft, slow contractions of my pussy felt like I was milking him. Lucas buried his head between my neck and shoulder while his whole body laid motionless on top of me. The kicking of his dick was the only movement I felt, besides his wildly beating heart against my chest. It was amazing! Without a doubt, the best fuck I ever had.

“You were amazing,” I whispered as I started stroking his hair.

A few moments later, he lifted his head and looked at me as he saw me for the very first time. The moment our eyes met, a huge grin spread across his face. He started to giggle, and I could feel he was still hard! That stuff was amazing!

“I just fucked you,” he said, still giggling.

“Haha! You sure did!” I laughed.

“How was it?” Ethan asked eagerly.

“It’s… eh… just the best feeling EVER!” Lucas said enthusiastically, his dick still rubbing me inside with every move he made.

“I assume you’d like to try too?” I asked Ethan seductively, ready to take another cherry.

“Can I?” he asked, looking at us.

“Sure! She’s not my girlfriend, you know?” Lucas giggled and, with evident reluctance, pulled out and got off the bed to make room for his best friend.
Ethan didn’t need the explanation I gave to Lucas. He clearly paid attention to what we did. So he got between my legs and wasted no time getting into position. I didn’t mind, though. I was still highly on-edge and wanted to continue fucking. The way this was going, I could do it all night. So the moment Ethan’s shaft touched my pussy, I grabbed his dick, lined him up, and nodded as I smiled at him. He was obviously nervous for his first fuck, and I could see him swallow. But he didn’t want to let this opportunity go to waste, so he started sliding into me.

It was almost as good as when Lucas entered me. Almost. He also took the slow approach, which I absolutely loved! But his dick was just a little thicker, and I guess that that, combined with him not being my brother, made this just a little less exciting. Not by much, and it was still a top-three experience. But still. I wasn’t disappointed or anything, and at the moment, it barely registered. But looking back at it, that was the difference between the two.

The moment Ethan was all the way in and our bare pubes mashed together, I started feeling that familiar tingle spreading again. Oh, these boys made me feel all special and hot, and…

“Go for it, big boy,” I growled playfully, looking him in his eyes.

Ethan started moving in and out. And just like Lucas, he slipped out a lot. So I wrapped my legs around him too, and precisely the same thing happened with Ethan as it did with Lucas. I came hard. By then, I lost count of how many times I came, but it was a lot. Big ones, little ones, half an orgasm, you name it. I had it.
Movement on the bed caught my attention, and I saw that Lucas sat down on the bed at almost the same spot as where Ethan had been watching us. I reached out with my left hand and gently caressed my brother’s still hard cock. I had trouble focusing my gaze, which he must’ve noticed, and smiled.

He put his hand on mine, lifted my hand from his dick, and placed it on top of Ethan’s tight little bubble-butt. He kept smiling and said, “Just enjoy this fuck,” and his gaze went to Ethan’s now pumping butt.

I learned that Ethan was a stayer. Maybe it was because he came twice already in a short time before this fuck, but so did Lucas. None of the older boys I fucked up until then managed to make me cum three times, but Ethan did. And he did it just because he kept going at a steady pace. The tip of his pointy dick kept rubbing against my G-spot. No one had ever managed that yet, but this little eleven-year-old stud did. I guess that was the main reason I kept cumming over and over again.

But this staying-power couldn’t last forever. I couldn’t stop moaning as Ethan kept pistoning in and out of my pussy. I heard myself saying, “oh FUCK!, oh FUCK!” repeatedly as another orgasm approached. But when I managed to focus my view on the lover above me, I knew I wasn’t going to make it to a fourth.

Ethan’s mouth hung open, and only short, “ah, ah, ah” sounds came from deep inside his throat. He looked me in my eyes, but it was clear he wasn’t seeing anything anymore. He was inside his bubble and on the verge of cumming. I’ll never forget that incredibly sexy face. Ever.

“I’m… AMGHN!! OHHH!!!!!!” Ethan shouted, and his body started shaking while his penis started kicking inside me, firing blanks.

I just held him closely and noticed Lucas’s hand was still lying on Ethan’s butt. I wasn’t sure if it had been there all the time but found it heartwarmingly cute that my brother supported his friend that way.

Ethan laid on top of me for a few more minutes as all three of us were lost in our own thoughts. The moment Ethan started moving and his penis slid out, I felt an emptiness I needed to get filled up as soon as possible. But I wasn’t sure if the boys were ready again, so I decided not to push them.

Lucas was the first to speak. “That was unbelievable, Sis!” And a few moments later, after he’d glanced down and looked at Ethan’s, “And it’s unbelievable we’re still hard!” he giggled.

“Un -fucking- believable,” Ethan panted.

I’ve never heard him swear this way, but it was clear where this came from, and I loved the way he said it. It came over to me as if it was meant as the biggest compliment he could give me.

“How is it down there?” I asked Lucas as my hand cupped his balls.

“Great!” he beamed, “No pain, just a boner.”

“Ready for more?” I asked.

“Oh yeah…” Lucas said, grinning from ear to ear. He crawled back between my legs and entered me with ease. It turned out the three of us fucked all night. We dozed a bit between fucks, but as soon as one of us opened an eye, we were back at it. The hottest thing we did that night was when Lucas fucked me, missionary style, with Ethan on his knees next to my head. Lucas and I blew him together. Almost simultaneously, the three of us came together.

After their third or fourth fuck, their dicks finally started to get limp. They were both relieved, but I was a bit sad and afraid it would be the end of it. By that time, it was deep into the night, almost light out again, and we could barely keep our eyes open. So we crawled under the blanket, cuddled up together.

Around noon the next day, I was woken by movement beside me. Both boys were clearly hard again and going at it in that blazing hot sixty-nine they did earlier. I was afraid I opened Pandora’s box by teaching them.

“What a way to wake up,” I mumbled, only to be greeted by muffled groans.

Almost simultaneously, I heard two ‘popping’ sounds and two eager faces looking my way.

“Can we fuck again?” they said, exactly at the same time.

Okay. Maybe not Pandora’s box, but it was close. I smiled at their eagerness, and I couldn’t wait for them to enter me again. We had a full day and night ahead of us, and I didn’t have a doubt in my mind how we would spend it.

“I still have two pills left,” Ethan said coyly. “Should I get them?”

Oh yeah! A great day indeed!

The end.

Wow… I really needed that! The writing of Smoky Mountains took his toll on me. I needed a few weeks to find my mojo. I never wrote a story this quick, but I’m quite pleased with how it turned out. This story lingered inside for a few months now, and I’m glad it’s out of my system. I know… nothing too fancy story-wise. Just a focus on the sexy bits of the story. But hey! That’s why you’re here, right?

Can’t thank E-o-F enough! He effortlessly reads my stories and picks out the typos and inconsistencies. Thanks again, Ed!! You’re the best! I already pointed it out a few times, but his stories are magnificent! Check them out here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Edward_or_Ford.

As always: All comments are more than welcome!

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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 22

Incest, Masturbation, Oral, Siblings, Straight | Smoky Mountains

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 22 – Happy
Day 5.

It felt terrific guiding Joel upstairs by tugging at his dick. And judging by the way Joel’s erection throbbed in my hand, he didn’t mind too much either. I pulled him into the storage room and closed the door behind us. I turned around and pressed my body against his while I started Frenching my brother pretty hardcore.

“I wanna taste your cum again,” I whispered in his ear while pressing my boobs firmly against his chest.

I heard him swallow audibly, and he just nodded. But his hands moved down my back, and the moment he firmly gripped both my asscheeks, I heard myself moan. His penis was trapped between our bodies, and I felt it was already leaking some precum

Joel stepped back and laid down on the air mattress. The look of anticipation on his face was a big turn-on to me. Apparently, he liked me sucking his dick which was a big plus to me since I wanted his cum down my throat.

I got onto my knees and slowly crept forward like a cat. Joel never took his eyes from me, and his throbbing boner made it clear what he wanted. I gripped his stiff dick at its base and planted a big, sloppy kiss on top of his glans, and slowly lapped my tongue over his piss slit.

“Ohhh…. Mia….” was my brother’s reply.

That was more encouragement than I needed. I slowly slid my lips down over his shaft while keeping my tongue up and around his glans.

“Hmmm… Turn over. I wanna taste you too! OHHH,” Joel managed between his moans.

I’ve seen enough porn to know what Joel meant. So without his dick leaving my mouth, I moved my body around and lifted one knee over his head before settling down. The moment his tongue hit my clit, I couldn’t hold back a moan. That, in turn, caused Joel to moan, which felt amazing on my pussy. I moved a bit more, so I was even more comfortable. I laid down entirely on my brother’s body, but I was sure he didn’t mind. The way I was lying now meant I could fully concentrate on sucking and being eaten out by Joel and not have to worry about staying upright.

I was slowly sucking off my brother, and I could feel him lapping away at my pussy. We both weren’t that focused on making the other person cum. The urgency of earlier was gone and was replaced by a more laid-back type of oralizing the other. With my lips, mouth, and tongue, I was exploring every inch of his dick and slobbering away on it. It fit perfectly in my mouth, and every now and then, a drop of precum triggered my taste buds, which caused a shiver down my spine.

As the moans filled the room, I cupped Joel’s balls and took another good look at them. His sack was still hairless, and as I toyed a bit with them, I noticed how odd they looked. But to Joel, it was more stimulation, which caused him to moan more, which caused me to… You know… I was having a perfect time.

Me cupping his balls caused Joel to start using his fingers too. He started softly caressing my outer lips and occasionally slipped a finger between the fold, rubbing my clit. When his tongue and fingers both stimulated my clit, I felt my pussy contracting lightly. Almost like a tiny orgasm. I’ve never felt anything this good in my whole life. I wanted it to last for days. I knew this was impossible but having oral sex like this without any urgency to finish quickly was definitely my new favorite pastime without any doubt.

Joel’s moans started increasing, and I knew we were getting toward the end of it. I didn’t have any clue on how long we were at it since we started. If I had to guess, we were at it for over half an hour already. I stopped licking and sucking in an attempt to prolong our activities. Judging by the subsiding moans, it was the right call. At that moment, Joel started using his tongue and finger simultaneously again, which caused my orgasm to approach.

“I don’t… AHH… want to… ohhh… cum yet,” I whispered, lifting my head just long enough to say this to Joel.

Joel stopped licking and only rubbed his finger through my folds. I figured Joel’s arousal was back down enough for me to get started again. So my mouth started moving again, and I was treated to a big glob of precum. We kept it up like this for a while longer, each of us getting better and better in reading the other’s signs of an approaching orgasm.

The tension in my body grew bigger and bigger, and I knew we couldn’t keep this up forever. By the time I figured I couldn’t prolong it any longer, I felt Joel’s hips starting to buck, and his balls were moving toward his body again.

“HSSS… Cumm…” Joel moaned.

His tongue started lapping quickly now, and his finger was rubbing the other side of my clit very deliberately. The moment a finger pressed against the entrance of my pussy, I felt the gates open too. I didn’t have the opportunity to warn Joel because the moment I felt my orgasm hit me, spurt after spurt filled my mouth.
It was almost a sensory overload to me. All the action around my pussy gave me probably the most brutal cum ever. This added with my brother’s cum filling my mouth, almost caused me to blackout. My vision went blurry, and at that moment, there were only two things in the entire universe. My contracting pussy and my brother’s spurting cock.

I felt myself go limp but managed to keep Joel’s softening dick inside my mouth and made sure I kept sucking for every last bit of cum I could get out of it. Joel was thinking the same as he was still slurping away slowly.

We kept lying like this for a few more minutes before I reluctantly got up and cuddled up to Joel. He took the sleeping bag, which was already unzipped, and draped it over us like a blanket. We didn’t say anything and just laid there. I never felt this drained and satisfied at the same time in my life. I was happy. That was the only word I could come up with that described my feelings at the moment. Happy.

As I laid there thinking all this, I noticed Joel’s breathing had deepened. He was falling asleep. I felt my eyes grow heavy too, and before I knew it, I was also sleeping.

End of Chapter twenty-two

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