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Our Chaperone


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Our Chaperone
By
Jason Crow

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

“But…” I tried.

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

“Twelve and a half…” I mumbled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What do you mean?”

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

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

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

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

“Yeah. He’s hot…” Andrea murmured.

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

“You go, girl!” Andrea giggled.

“Wouldn’t you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Andy?” I whispered.

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

“What?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That was hot,” she whispered.

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

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

“Sup?”

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

“Oh! Come on! What is it?”

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

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

“Okay… would you… mind holding me?”

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

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

“Andy?” I whispered.

“What?” she asked innocently.

“I feel your… uhm… against me.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wait. What? You didn’t trick me!”

“Well… maybe a little?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Me too,” I yawned.

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

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

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

“Morning,” she said warmly.

“Morning!” I answered.

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

“Yeah. Guess we did,” I smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thanks, Kel! This was fun!”

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

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

“I’ll talk to Mom, promise!”

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

“Sure thing!”

* * *

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

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

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

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

“Sup?” Joshua asked as I walked in.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Nice!”

* * *

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

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

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

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

“Yes. Please!” she panted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“WHAT ABOUT YOU?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“JOSH!” I shouted, but no reaction.

“JOSH!” Andrea shouted a few moments later.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Do you think you can get up?”

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

“Andy?” I said and looked at Andrea.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You okay?” I asked worriedly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“JOSH!” I shouted and got to my feet.

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

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

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

“He’s heavy!” Andrea panted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Josh?” I asked.

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

“Wha… what?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah,” I smiled and nodded enthusiastically.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What is?” Andrea asked behind us.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You sure you’re okay?”

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

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

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

I wanted him inside me.

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

“N- no,” Joshua stammered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I… uhm… you…” he stammered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Andrea started laughing and looked at us both.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But I can’t,” I started.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The result was almost unbelievable. I dropped at least two inches, and when our pubes mashed together, the pressure on my clit nearly triggered an orgasm. Inside, the tip of his dick touched a spot I couldn’t place at the moment. I later learned he hit my cervix, which unleashed a whole new wave of different feelings I had never felt before.

I looked at my brother as we both moaned loudly, and his eyes found mine. The look of pure lust and horniness was sexy as hell. Somehow we both knew what we wanted, and we didn’t need words to let the other know what that was. We needed to fuck! I Needed his cum inside my pussy. And I needed it as quickly as possible.

I gently squeezed my brother’s pecs, and when Andrea’s left hand snaked around my upper body and cupped my right boob where she started toying with my over-sensitive nipple, her right hand started toying with my clit.

“Fuck him!” she whispered in my ear as her whole body was pressed against my back, and her hands started stimulating me for real.

It was as if I wasn’t myself at that moment. Lust had taken over, and hearing my best friend’s encouragements in my ear was the last drop. I slowly lifted myself up and felt the rim of my brother’s dickhead slide down through my soaking wet love canal.

Right before he slipped out, I immediately moved down again. Both my brother and I moaned loudly, and Andrea’s finger was now properly rubbing my clit, which caused my pussy to get even slipperier.

When my clit crushed against my brother’s pubes and he hit my cervix again, I almost came. By now, I was constantly on the verge of cumming, and I felt an incredible urge to do something about that. So after I felt my brother’s dickhead travel down my insides again, I decided to try something new.

When he couldn’t go down anymore and Andrea’s mouth was kissing the side of my neck, I relaxed the muscles in my legs, let gravity do its work, and dropped down.

The result was unbelievable! The pressure on both my clit and my cervix was beyond everything I had ever felt before. And I came! My pussy started contracting, but it didn’t go through all the way. The feelings inside me were the same, but my pussy just couldn’t do its regular thing because it was so filled up. So I came, but not in the way I usually came. It was so weird and confusing, but also sexy and thrilling beyond everything I’ve known up until then.

A loud moan from Joshua told me this was also the way for him. So I lifted myself again and dropped down hard. After I did this a few times, Joshua lifted his butt off the mattress to slam hard into me. This enhanced the effect to a level where I was constantly cumming, but never went completely over the hill. Even Andrea’s fingers on my clit and nipple couldn’t bring me over.

The lewd sounds of flesh slapping loudly together filled the cabin, and as Joshua’s moans increased in both level and pitch, so did our pace in fucking.

“AH! AH! AH! AHHH!” Joshua moaned under me.

I dug my fingers into his pecs and felt a tornado approach from deep within. The intensity of it was both frightening and liberating, as I knew this was it. I felt my brother’s dick grow even fatter within my insides, and when he slammed into me, he did it with such force I knew he was cumming.

The moment his dick started kicking inside me, and I felt his sperm shoot out, coating my insides, I felt the tornado unleashing itself. I could only let out a deep, animal-like grunt. I heard it coming out of my throat, and it almost sounded alien-like. I never knew I could produce such a sound.

The pressure that had built up during my incestuous fuck, gathered in the middle of my body, right above my stomach. And when I came, that pressure spread throughout every part of my body. First, it traveled down my arms, after which my fingers started tingling. After this, I felt it fly both up and down in my chest, causing my head to feel like it spun on my neck. My vision was blurry, and I felt my pussy contract so sharply that I was surprised I wasn’t hurting my brother.

Andrea’s fingers were still playing around, but apparently, she knew to tone her actions down now. My brother’s dick was still kicking around, but I didn’t feel any more cum shooting out of it. I never felt my muscles down there contract the way they did now, and this way, I was milking his cock dry.

Joshua lowered his butt back on the mattress, and as I leaned back against my best friend’s body, I felt myself returning from this magnificent orgasm.

“That was some hardcore shit!” she whispered with obvious amazement in her voice.

“I need to lie down,” I said, but the words came out so raggedly that I could barely hear them myself.

Andrea supported me as I got up. As my brother’s dick slid out, I felt a little of his cum drip out of me. After I laid down next to Joshua, I looked at him. His eyes were a little unfocused, but after a few moments, they locked with mine, and a big grin spread across his face.

“We need to do that A LOT more!” he softly said, and the three of us all giggled at that.

This post-orgasmic silliness relieved the tension I was afraid we’d have. But there was absolutely none of that. Joshua was clearly okay with this, and I certainly knew I was. I just wasn’t sure how Andrea would act on this. So as she laid down next to me, I kissed her on her cheek.

“You both look like you enjoyed yourselves,” Andrea said, smiling broadly.

“If I knew having sex would be this awesome, I would’ve done it way sooner!” I exclaimed excitedly.

“Yeah! Really!” Joshua added, clearly as excited as I was.

“I know…” Andrea said softly, “that’s exactly what I thought after my first time!”

It took me a few seconds for this to land. I guess I was still riding my orgasmic wave, but it suddenly landed.

“What do you mean? You’ve had sex before?” I said into the silence that followed Andrea’s comment.

“I… uh… yeah. I kinda did…” she said apologetically.

“Wh… what!? With whom?!” I asked as I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

Why didn’t she tell me? I was her best friend, for Christ’s sake! So Andrea had sex, and she kept it a secret? Despite the post-sex hormones flowing through my body, I started to feel pissed.

“This has to stay between us! You have to promise me!” she said, and I could see her struggling, causing me to immediately feel a lot less angry.

“Uhh… you watched my sister and me have sex. I think you’re good!” Joshua said, and I could hear the amusement in his voice.

“I know. But still…” Andrea whispered.

“You’ve got our word!” I said and ignored the urge to hug her, “right, Josh?”

“Of course!” he said with such a serious voice that it was clear he meant it.

“Well… Roberto and I… we… you know,” Andrea stammered.

“What? You’ve had sex with your brother too?” I exclaimed, hardly believing my ears.

Roberto was about half a year older than Joshua. They went to the same school and even shared some classes. I didn’t think he was hot, but several classmates thought differently.

He had the same dark, Cuban skin as his sister, long, black wavy hair that ended just below his ears, and, I had to admit, a cute smile.

“I did. Well… we did. Yeah.”

“Oh wow…” Joshua whispered.

“But… how?” I asked, still confused.

“A few months ago, I walked in on him to ask something about my history homework. And there he was, looking at his monitor with his pants around his ankles and his hard dick in his hand. I clearly saw it all right before he tried covering up and shouted about me needing to knock and stuff. But I couldn’t keep my eyes off his dick. And as he tried to kick me out of his room, he stood up and tripped over his pants.”

Joshua started giggling, looked at me, and said, “You almost caught me last week too! I was just in time to pull up my boxers.”

“Oh! I remember that!” I said, laughing, realizing just now what I witnessed the other day.

His pants were in a heap below his desk, which I found odd, but didn’t connect the dots at that time.

“Then what?” Joshua asked, looking very interested.

“Well… he fell to the floor and hit his head on his bedpost. So I helped him get up, and he sat on his bed, his pants still around his ankles. He calmed down after a bit and put his hands in his lap to cover up.”

“He must’ve felt awful!” I said, holding my hand in front of my mouth.

“He did. But we started talking, and after a while, I managed to get him to feel better, and I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. Pretty soon, the subject went to him jacking off, of course! And as it turned out, we were both extremely curious about how the other one masturbated. So we sat on opposite sides of his bed, where we both did our thing. It was SO hot watching him cum!”

“Holy shit!” Joshua said, “Now I feel silly for covering up!”

“Yeah! Why did you do that?!” I laughed.

“We did this almost every day from then on,” Andrea continued, “until one day, he asked if I wanted to try jerking him. Of course, I didn’t dare to ask, but I didn’t think twice when he offered this!”

“Of course not!” I smiled.

“The moment I took his dick in my hand, something clicked inside my head. I just had to feel how it felt inside me!”

I glanced over at Joshua and noticed his now soft dick was starting to get hard again. I thought boys couldn’t get it hard for a while after they came. Apparently, I was wrong!

“Since I was already naked, I just had to scoot over, where I started brushing his tip against my hole. Roberto looked questioningly at me but didn’t say anything. But when I pushed a little and felt him go in… Best. Feeling. Ever!”

She used her best drama queen voice to say this, but I truly knew how it felt, so I couldn’t blame her for it.

“Roberto grabbed my hips, and before I knew it, we were fucking. It wasn’t as intense as your first fuck, but it was damn close! We fucked like rabbits after that first time. Every chance we get, he’s inside me. I even went into his room after we went to bed last week. Of course, we had to be quiet, but the risk of getting caught made it even better.”

“Aren’t you afraid to get pregnant?” I asked.

“I was at first. But I’m on the pill now, and Roberto says a brother can’t get his sister pregnant.”

“That’s bullshit!” Joshua said sternly.

“Josh!” I said, feeling sorry for Andrea.

“It’s okay, Kel. I know it is,” Andrea softly said, “but if he wants to believe it, I don’t mind. As long as he keeps fucking me! That’s why I’m on the pill now anyways.”

“I still haven’t had my period yet. But I need to talk to mom and get on the pill as soon as possible because I want to keep on doing this, but I don’t want to… you know…”

“I know. And will this be a problem?” Andrea asked.

“Nah. Mom is cool about it. She even talked to me about me still not having my period and that I can come to her whenever I need to.”

I wanted to know what happened precisely, so in the silence that followed, I asked, “So… did you plan something when you knew we were going to the cabin? You wanted it to happen between us too?”

“I didn’t plan anything,” Andrea said calmly as a sly grin spread across her face. “But when I saw Josh’s dick with you so close to it, I figured I might as well give you a push in the right direction.”

“I did get a push, alright,” I giggled, and my hand went down to lightly caress my pussy and assess the potential damage.

“I… uhh…” Andrea stammered after looking at Joshua’s hard dick.

“What?” I asked, looking at some of my brother’s cum on my fingers that leaked out of my pussy.

“I don’t know how to ask this…” she blushed.

“Try us,” Joshua said as he scratched his balls openly.

“Is it okay if he fucks me?” Andrea asked, looking at both of us.

“I… uhh… sure! As long as I get another go. I mean… you helped us out and stuff, so I don’t see why not. Josh?”

“Oh, don’t worry! We’ll definitely do that again! And I think it’s only fair if I fuck Andy. She DID help us out, you know?” he chuckled as a shit-eating grin spread across his face.

“And…” Andrea said as she blushed.

I slapped her softly on her arm and said, “Come on! Spit it out! You don’t have to act all shy now, you know!”

“I like the taste of cum. A lot!” Andrea said.

“Do I need to take it out before I cum?” Joshua asked.

“No. Well… that’s perfect. But what I meant was…”

“You want to eat me out again!” I said, interrupting my best friend.

“Do you mind?” Andrea asked with a wicked grin.

“Well… Duh!” I laughed, “but how do we…”

“Oh, that’s easy!” Andrea said as she turned to her back.

She scooted down the bed, so her ass was at the edge of the mattress. Joshua caught on, got to his feet, and stood at the end of the bed with his boner sticking up, throbbing and hard as a rock. I couldn’t deny to myself that I had fallen in love with his cock. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked by it, so I felt slightly jealous when it was this close to Andrea’s pussy. But I also knew that Joshua enjoyed it so much that he’d do me again in the blink of an eye.

“Get that pussy over here,” Andrea hoarsely said, gesturing for me to sit on her face.

“Do I look at the wall, or…”

“Whatever you want. I’d look at your brother if I were you. You’ve got the best seat in the house that way!”

So I lifted my leg over her and sat on my knees, hovering my pussy above her face. I looked at Joshua as he stood there, holding his stiff dick at the base.

I let my eyes roam over his body, and now that I could see him from his balls up, I was even more convinced about how fine his body was. A small patch of black pubes, a noticeable v-line above it, topped off with a tight, barely noticeable, but definitely there, six-pack.

I did get a good look at his pecs and shoulders while we fucked, but seeing the complete picture now, I couldn’t stop admiring his body. And I had to convince him to start dressing differently, but that wasn’t for now. This just wasn’t the time or place for that.

“Where uhm…” Joshua asked as he put the tip of his dick against Andrea’s pussy.

“Can you help him?” Andrea asked amused, “I’ve got other business to attend to.”

And right after she said that, her tongue started licking all around the outside of my pussy.

“Ohhh…” I moaned because of that sudden stimulation.

But I didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity. So I lowered myself and looked directly at my best friend’s pussy where my brother’s dickhead was probing around.

“Here,” I whispered and spread Andrea’s pussy lips.

Next, I grabbed Joshua’s dick, resisted the temptation to toy with it, and pointed it toward her opening. All the while feeling Andrea’s tongue working its magic, which made it a bit difficult for me to focus. But when I saw my brother’s dickhead enter her pussy, I just had to pay attention.

“Do it!” Andrea said from under me, taking her mouth off my pussy just long enough to say it.

I heard Joshua swallow, and I looked up at him. One corner of his mouth pulled his lips into a sly grin, and he nodded. I followed his eyes as he looked down. My eyes focused back on his dick, and as Andrea’s tongue started slipping into me, my brother began to slide his dick into my best friend.

It was clear that Joshua wasn’t as careful and gentle as he was with me. But given the fact that Andrea had been fucked before already and that she was urging him on with her moans, I would’ve done the same if I were him.

I watched his dick slide in, and he didn’t stop or pull back even once. Andrea’s moans on my cunt were terrific, and her probing tongue was magical. But watching my brother’s hard cock slide into a pussy up close was way hotter than I’d ever imagined.

“Oohhh! You’re bigger!” Andrea moaned as her hips started gyrating.

I could see my brother beam with pride as I looked up at him. I was still amazed about how I missed how hot he was naked and what a magnificent cock he had. And now he was fucking someone else with it. I wanted him for myself, and watching him fuck my best friend, made me realize I needed to step up.

As he inched the last piece of his rod inside Andrea and their pubic hairs merged, I heard both of them moan. Andrea stopped licking my pussy, and I heard her say, “and, ooohh, longer,” between her grunts.

I lifted my body, my eyes locked on him, and moved in. My face inched closer to his, and he immediately caught on. We looked deep into each other’s eyes, and he suddenly moved his head forward. Our mouths mashed against each other, and our tongues hungrily started probing around in our mouths. I felt his teeth brush against my tongue but didn’t care about that at all. I placed one hand on his shoulder, and as Andrea started eating me out again, I marveled at the moving muscles under my fingers.

I could feel by both the thrashing of Andrea’s mouth and the movement of my brother’s body that he was now fucking her for real. I wanted to feel as much of his body as I could, so my other hand roamed around over his body. I desperately wanted to cup his ass and feel it move as he fucked my best friend, but this was physically impossible in the way we were sitting now. So I made a note to myself to grab his ass the next time he fucked me.

But as Andrea’s action on my cunt increased, and the more than erotic Frenching with my brother continued, I realized I was getting close. But as my brother’s movement became more deliberate and the sound and speed of bodies slapping against each other increased, I knew they wouldn’t last much longer either.

Maybe my approaching orgasm clouded my judgment, but I just knew there was one thing I wanted. No! That I needed right now.

“I want to taste your cum again,” I said, looking my brother deep into his eyes.

“And… aaahhh… you… ooohhhh… should! Hmmm…. It’s… ahhhh… del- oohh… delicious!” Andrea grunted.

I saw a twinkle in my brother’s eyes as he slammed into Andrea in my peripheral vision. Under me, she was squirming uncontrollably and had stopped licking me altogether. It was clear she was close and just couldn’t focus anymore.

Joshua slapped hard into her two more times, and Andrea’s body stiffened. Her face was pressed against my pussy, and I could hear and feel a loud moan coming from deep within her.

Joshua stopped moving for a moment, but after the peak of her orgasm had passed, he started slamming into her again. He looked hornily at me and said, “I’m… I’m cumming… what… what do I do… ohhh…”

“Just pull out,” I softly said, and laid down on Andrea again, my face inches away from their joined genitals.

Watching him slide in and out in the heat of his second fuck, was even better than before. His cock glistened with Andrea’s cunt juices, making it look even hotter.

“Ah… ah… ah… ah…,” my brother moaned.

I felt Andrea’s tongue going at it at full speed again, and I felt myself heading toward the inevitable at lightning speed.

“Look ou…” Joshua moaned.

He pulled back and quickly thrust forward again. I had just enough clarity left to grab his dick by its base, point it toward my mouth, and slide my lips over his dickhead.

Moments later, the sound of a low groan filled the room, and his dickhead grew fatter in my mouth. The force of the first spurt caught me off guard. It flew straight against the back of my mouth and slid down my throat. I had to suppress a cough because I didn’t have time to recover. The next spurt was still powerful, but not as much as the first. Then, as the third filled my mouth and the cum coated my tongue, triggering my tastebuds, I was immediately hooked. I LOVED the taste of my brother’s cum!

I heard my own muffled moan, and as spurts four and five fed me even more of this magnificent juice, I felt Andrea’s tongue fully on my clit, and two fingers entered me.

Now I just had to swallow, and the moment my brother’s cum slid down my throat, Andrea’s tongue and fingers pushed me over the edge. I started coating her face with my juices as I came hard. I didn’t come as hard as during my first fuck, but it was close!

During my orgasm, Joshua kept feeding me small spurts of his spunk, and as it kept on triggering me, I kept coming.

I was still firmly gripping his dick and wasn’t about to let him go just yet. Not as long as he kept feeding me his cum. But as my orgasm died down, so did his supply of sperm. I wasn’t ready for it to stop, so I started sucking on it like a baby sucks on a tit, and my tongue was lapping over his slit in an attempt to taste more.

“Stop… no…” Joshua panted and pulled his hips back.

I reluctantly let go of his dick and looked pleadingly at him. Just then, I realized I was still panting heavily, coming down from my orgasm.

“Sorry… it’s too sensitive,” Joshua said between pants and flopped down on the bed next to us.

I rolled off my best friend, turned around, and kissed her passionately. I tasted myself again as we kissed, but it wasn’t the turn-off I expected it to be before all of this started happening.

During the rest of the weekend, we didn’t wear clothes again. Andrea only put on her shoes to get the backpack we left behind but ditched these the moment she got back. Joshua fucked me at least ten times that weekend, but it might have been eleven or twelve. Somewhere during the weekend, I lost count.

He only fucked Andrea once more because she liked it better when Joshua or I ate her out. And she said that the fucking was something between the two of us and that she had her own fuck buddy back home to satisfy her.

It wasn’t just the sex. We genuinely had a fabulous weekend. Andrea and I swam in the lake, Joshua did some drawing, and we played some games. Two of his sketches went into the secret part of his book. One of them was where Andrea and I sucked him off together. Seeing how it looked from his point of view in the sketch with Andrea and my face pressed together with our tongues struggling who could get the best part of the cock, was highly erotic. The other drawing he made was when Andrea and I were going at it in a sixty-nine at the shore of the lake. I didn’t know at the moment that Joshua was looking but judging by the sketch, he had one of the best seats in the house.

After reluctantly putting our clothes back on and locking the cabin, we headed down the mountain. After a while, Joshua walked up next to me and took my hand. As I looked at his puppy eyes, I felt a lot of affection for him. Maybe even love. But I figured we needed to explore a lot more to be sure of that.

All in all, we had the best weekend ever! Andrea insisted on us getting together next week when their parents went to a big party at her dad’s work to fool around with Roberto and her. So we did just that and had another great weekend. But somehow, it wasn’t my thing. I loved the sex, and I loved Andrea. But being fucked, was something that I wanted to do with my brother and with no one else around. Of course, Andrea and I still had our fair share of sex when we had a sleepover, but never a foursome again.

The relationship Joshua and I had, had deepened severely after the weekend in the cabin. We grew a lot closer and hung out together after we got back, even in school. And since I convinced him to start wearing less geeky clothes, he fit in better too.

But the nights at home were the best. Because every time I heard that soft knock on my bedroom door and Joshua came in, wearing nothing but his smile and his bobbing boner leading the way, I fell a little more in love with my brother.

The end

imago potest dicere mille verba

Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

A relatively short story, right? I had a lot fun writing it! I came across this youtube video, and I found the kid extremely cute! A still from that video (that’s why it’s a bit blurry) is the featured image above this story. The gears in my mind started spinning, and Joshua was born.

But the most important thing here, is the fact that this is my very first illustrated story! As you can read on the front page, Randall Stanhope made a generous offer to create some illustrations for my stories. I think they came out perfectly! I don’t want them to be porn-ish, but tasteful and capture the mood. And as far as I’m concerned, Randall did an amazing job! I want to give him the credit he deserves, so thanks a lot, Randall!!! If you feel the need to thank him, give comments, constructive feedback, etc. you can reach him at randall.stanhope@protonmail.com

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The Grown Up Oath

The Grown Up Oath – By Randall Stanhope

I couldn’t believe my luck.

Here I was, a sixteen year old girl on a Friday night. All my friends were going out on dates tonight and where was I? Babysitting for Mr. and Mrs. Bennett next door. My mom had gotten a call from Mrs. Bennett, all in a panic because they had dinner reservations and dancing after, but their regular babysitter was unavailable. Unavailable, my ass! I knew exactly who their regular sitter was. It was one of my girlfriends, Sandy, and she was going out with her boyfriend, Andrew.

Fucking bitch.

And so, without even so much as consulting me about it, my mom promised Mrs. Bennett that I would be happy to keep an eye on their ten year old son, Noah. I knew I shouldn’t be mad at him, or his parents for that matter, but I had been looking forward to tonight! I was finally going to jerk off my boyfriend, Christopher, tonight. I had been teasing him with it for a few weeks now, groping him through his pants to get him excited for it, and I was finally going to make good on my promise.


But no. I was here with this little kid instead.

Ugh…I’m being hard on him, I know, and that isn’t fair. He’s really not a bad kid. I hadn’t sat for him before, but I’d seen him and his little friends playing in their backyard often, and he was always pretty polite with me. And he was pretty cute, too. For a ten year old. He had a cute little smile, complete with adorable dimples, that always made me smile right back. And even though I was stuck watching him when I would rather be out with Christopher, I still couldn’t bring myself to be mad at him.

I walked over to the Bennett’s house right on time at five o’clock. When I rang the doorbell, Noah was the one who answered the door. He was already dressed for bed, wearing Minecraft PJs. “Hello, Shelly,” he said politely, giving me his smile.

“Hello, Noah,” I replied, smiling back. “Where are your mom and dad?”

Noah nodded and backed away from the door so I could enter. “They’re still getting ready,” he said. “They said you were going to babysit me tonight.”

I shrugged. “Yeah,” I said. I tried not to let my disappointment show in my voice, but I must have failed.

“Did you have plans tonight, too?” he asked.

Damn perceptive kid, I thought. “Yeah,” I said with a heavy sigh, “I had a date.”

Noah frowned a little. “I’m sorry,” he said.

Again, I couldn’t be too mad at the little guy. “It’s not your fault,” I told him. “Sandy’s the one who couldn’t be available for your mom and dad.”

“I know,” he said. “But I’m still sorry.” I was honestly a little touched by that. 

I ruffled his brown hair a little bit just as his mother came down the stairs. I was amazed at her outfit. She was wearing a seafoam green gown that hugged her curves just right, and she had complimented it with matching eyeliner and lipstick. She looked sexy. As nice as she looked, it still stung a little to know she and her husband’s plans came at the cost of my own.

“Hello, Shelly,” she said, giving me a smile.

“Hello, Mrs. Bennett.”

“Let me show you where the important stuff is,” she said and began taking me around the ground floor of the house. The living room had a giant seventy two inch 4K LED television with an Ultra HD Blu-Ray player and 5.1 surround sound system connected to it. “Here’s the TV, obviously,” she said, then pointed to a rack next to the screen. It was filled with DVDs and Blu-Rays. “That rack has all sorts of family friendly movies for you to watch. Either you or Noah can pick something out to watch after supper.”

I nodded, hoping they weren’t all too kiddie for my tastes.

“Speaking of supper,” Mrs. Bennett continued, leading me past the television and into the kitchen. She gestured to the refrigerator. “There are some frozen pizzas in the freezer, and some cans of Coke in the fridge.” She turned to face me and pointed at me with a finger. “Just one can of Coke for Noah, though, please. I don’t want him awake all night hopped up on sugar and caffeine.”

“No, ma’am,” I said. “Neither do I.”

That was enough to satisfy her, and she turned back to the fridge and a piece of scratch paper hanging on the door with a magnet. “Our cell phone number, as well as the numbers of the restaurant and the club we’ll be going to, are on that piece of paper, in case you need to reach us.”

“Got it,” I said. “I hope I won’t need them, but it’s good to know they’re there.”

She led me back out to the living room and pointed up, where a balcony looked down from the second floor. “The bedrooms are all upstairs,” she said. “And there’s a bathroom just down the hall there.” She pointed down a hall that branched off the main one. “Noah had a bath earlier, so all you’ll have to do is have him brush his teeth and put him to bed at nine.”

“Frozen pizzas in the freezer,” I recited back to her, “one can of Coke so he doesn’t get too hyper, movies on the rack by the TV, and brush teeth and off to bed by nine. Got it.”

Mrs. Bennett grinned. “You know, you’re taking this much more seriously than Sandy does,” she said. Knowing Sandy like I do…yeah, that wasn’t much of a surprise. This was little more than a way to get some money for her. I sometimes wondered why I was her friend.

A moment later, Mr. Bennett came down wearing a very handsome looking navy blue suit. “Oh, hello, Shelly,” he said when he saw me with his wife. “Laura show you where everything is?”

“Yes, sir,” I said.

“Excellent,” he replied. “We might be out past eleven, but we should be home by midnight. Once the kid’s been put to bed, feel free to see what else is on the TV so you won’t be totally bored.”

“Just not too loud,” Mrs. Bennett cut in.

“Got it,” I said.

The two of them went over to Noah, who had been sitting on the couch quietly this whole time, kissed and patted the top of his head, told him to behave, and then made their way to the front door. Mr. Bennett stepped out first, but Mrs. Bennett paused and looked at me.

“I know I don’t have to say this,” she said, “but no boys over.”

“No boys,” I said. And with that, she was out the door as well.

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I was happy to learn that Noah is just as polite in private as he is in public. It looks like his parents taught him manners very well, which is more than I can say about some folks out there. He sat and made small talk with me while the pizza baked in the oven, didn’t try to ask for a second can of soda after he had drunk the first one, and had even helped with washing the few dishes we had used, drying them and putting away the few he could actually manage.

Babysitting for him was a breeze!

We went back out to the living room and walked over to the rack of movies. “You wanna pick something to watch?” I asked.

He looked through the shelves and a few moments later, he picked one out and held it up to me. “How about this one?”

I looked at his choice and smiled. He had chosen Coco, a movie I loved. “A perfect choice,” I said with a smile, stepping over to the player and putting the disc in. We sat together on the couch and I began the movie.

While it played, Noah settled in real close to me, leaning against my side and resting his head on my shoulder. As if this kid couldn’t get any cuter. I raised my arm a little and let him lean in closer, letting my arm hang over his shoulders. I chuckled as I realized he was snuggling up to me much the same way I would snuggle up with Chris.

Together, we watched as Miguel embarked on his quest through the spirit world, seeking the approval of his deceased family members to pursue his passion instead of the dull life his living family insisted he follow. We both laughed at all the funny parts, and we both cried when Miguel sang “Remember Me” to his grandmother. And soon after that, it was over. I checked the clock on my phone and saw that it was around 8:45. “Well,” I said, “we don’t have time to watch anything else. You wanna go ahead and hit the sack?”

Noah sat up and yawned. “Okay,” he said.

We got up and I followed him up the stairs and into the main bathroom, where he brushed his teeth, then into his bedroom. He climbed into bed and got underneath his Minecraft sheets and I tucked him in. “Good night, Noah,” I said.

“Good night, Shelly,” he said. I turned off the lights and went to close the door when I heard him say, “Wait!” I stopped. “C-could you leave it open a crack?”

“Of course,” I said, smiling, and left a small opening in the doorway so some light could still peek inside.

I went back down to the living room and sat back down on the couch. I had to admit, watching Noah wasn’t that bad. He was behaved and polite, and didn’t give me any trouble. He didn’t even resist going to bed. It almost made me forget that I had had other plans that night.

Almost.

Without the kid to distract me, I began to think about Chris and how I’d had to stand him up. He’d sounded so disappointed over the phone, and a scary thought popped into my head. Would he think I was just stringing him along with all my talk about jerking him off? Would…would he dump me over this?

The more I thought about it, the more convinced I became that I needed to take care of this right away. I needed to talk to him. Really, I wanted to *see* him. But I couldn’t.

…Or could I?

I knew Mrs. Bennett had said no boys, but it was still only about nine. Mr. Bennett had said maybe past eleven. As long as he was gone by ten, I should be fine. I pulled out my phone and dialed Chris’s number.

It rang a couple of times before he picked up.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” I replied. “Sorry again about canceling on you.”

“It’s cool,” he said, but I could tell that it wasn’t. I needed to make things right with him, and soon. I knew I was taking a risk, but I thought it was worth it.

“Wanna come over?” I asked before I could talk myself out of it.

That got his attention. “Say what?”

“Come over,” I repeated. “The kid’s asleep; his parents won’t be back for at least an hour, maybe more.”

“What if they come back early?”

“I doubt it,” I said. “But if they do, the kitchen is right off of the living room, and there’s a backdoor out into the yard. You can hop the fence over to my backyard and wait for me there.”

There was a moment of silence. “You really want me to come over?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “I was really looking forward to tonight, and it sucked that I had to cancel going out. But I wanna make it up to you. You still want me to jerk you off?” Then I decided to sweeten the deal a bit. “Maybe I could blow you, too?”

It was like I could hear the smile in his voice. “I’ll be right there.”

“See you soon, loverboy.” I ended the call, went to all the living room windows and drew the curtains closed, and sat to wait. Chris lived just a half mile down the street. I figured he’d probably hop on his bike and ride right over. I thought about what I would do with him when he got there. I had only felt his cock through his pants, but I could tell it was a nice size, and I ached to get my hand around it for real. Just thinking about seeing it was enough to start making my pussy wet.

I would pull his pants down, wrap my hand around that rod of his, and give him a proper handjob. And then…maybe I’d go down on him. I’d heard some of my friends talk about giving their boyfriends head and how much their boyfriends loved it. I was certainly interested in doing it, otherwise I wouldn’t have suggested it, but I was still a little unsure.

It was only about a five minute wait, but by the time I heard Chris knocking on the front door I was already hot and horny. I got up and quickly answered the door. Chris stood there with a sexy grin on his face, and…not much else actually. He must have been dressed for bed because the only clothes he was wearing were a pair of flannel bottoms and a pair of sandals.

My eyes looked down at his smooth, muscled chest. He wasn’t an athlete, but he liked to work out a lot and his chest and stomach looked like they were chiseled out of marble or something. I bit my lip, wanting to just run my nails over his pecs and abs. I bit my lip and looked him in the eye. “Get in here, quick,” I said.

He came in and I closed the door after making sure no one saw him. “I stashed my bike behind your garage,” he said. “I figured it wouldn’t be good to have it sitting on the neighbor’s front lawn.”

“Good,” I said as I led him over to the couch. I pushed him onto it and climbed onto his lap. I curled my arms around the back of his neck and kissed him on the mouth. His hands found my hips and pushed me down against him as he kissed me back. I could feel his dick getting hard right beneath me. Not only that, but it was so warm!

We made out for a bit, then I felt his tongue touch my lips. With a shiver of anticipation, I let my lips open up and felt him slide his tongue inside my mouth. I moaned as our tongues collided and tussled around. One of his hands slid up my side and cupped my tit. I let out a growl. Oh yeah…this was happening. With a noisy smacking sound, I broke off the kiss and scooted back a little on his lap. I looked down at his crotch and just imagined the fleshy treasure behind the flannel. I slid the tips of my fingers into the waistband and began to tug his pants down when…

“What are you doing?” I heard a voice say from up above me. I froze in place, eyes wide, and stared at Christopher. He was staring at me with the same shocked look on his face. No, I thought. Please, no. We both looked up together and my fear was confirmed. Noah was looking down from the second floor balcony.

“Oh, shit,” I whispered.

“You’re not supposed to have anyone over,” Noah said. I was honestly a bit surprised at his tone. He didn’t sound like he was accusing us of anything, just stating the truth. Maybe I could fix this somehow so we didn’t get into trouble.

“Go back to bed, Noah,” I said, trying to sound reasonable. “This is just a dream.” Chris nodded his head vigorously, trying to help as best he could think to.

Noah just giggled. “No, it’s not,” he said. “I know, because I woke up needing to use the toilet, and then I heard noises down there. That’s when I saw you.”

I sighed. Okay, that wasn’t gonna work. I looked down at my hands, so tantalizingly close to his cock. This was twice now that I was stopped from giving my boyfriend what I wanted. It just wasn’t fair!

“So what are you guys doing?” he asked again.

“We were kissing,” I said.

“I mean after that,” he said. “You were about to pull his pants down. Why?”

I really didn’t have an easy answer to that one. I couldn’t just tell a ten year old boy I was about to pull my sixteen year old boyfriend’s cock out and jerk him off, could I?

“Were you doing sex stuff?” he asked.

Or could I? I looked up at him. The look on his face was one of pure curiosity. He genuinely wanted to know.


Well, maybe Chris and I could teach him.

“You really wanna know?” I asked. He smiled his adorable little dimpled smile and nodded. “Come on down.” His head vanished from sight as quick as lightning.

“Babe, are you sure about this?” Chris asked me as we heard his feet tromp down the stairs.

“All we’re gonna do is give the kid his first sex ed lesson,” I said. “Just follow my lead, okay?”

I could tell he wasn’t totally sold on this, but he nodded just as Noah appeared. “Okay,” I said. “Why don’t you have a seat right there?” I pointed to a spot a couple feet away from us on the couch. Noah hopped up and sat down with his butt on his heels, looking at the two of us attentively. “Now, we’re gonna be talking about grown up stuff here. You sure you’re grown up enough for this?”

“Yes, I am,” he said.

I feigned indecision. “I don’t know…what do you think, Chris?”

Chris gave Noah a long look, even pursing his lips like he was deep in thought. “He might be…but he has to take the oath.”

I nodded, though inside I was cackling. “That’s right,” I said. “He’ll have to take the oath.”

“What oath?” Noah asked.

“The Grown Up Oath,” Chris said. “It’s something everyone has to do before they can officially be called a grown up and do grown up stuff.”

“Like sex stuff?” Noah asked.

“Especially sex stuff,” I said. “So sit up straight and raise your right hand.”

Noah did exactly that, even putting on a solemn face. It was all I could do not to laugh at how adorable he looked. “Now repeat after me: I…and state your full name.”

“I, Noah Anthony Bennett…”

“Do solemnly swear…”

“Do solemnly swear…”

“That I am hereby a certified grown up…”

“That I am hereby a certified grown up…”

“And am therefore able to discuss and participate in grown up matters.”

“And am therefore able to discuss and participate in grown up matters.”

I grinned. “And that’s it!” I said. “Congratulations!” Chris and I gave him some polite applause and he relaxed.

“Alright,” I went on, “to answer your question from before: yes, we were about to do sex stuff.”

Noah’s face got all excited at that.

“But if you wanna sit there and watch,” I continued, “then you have to promise never to tell anyone. This isn’t just grown up stuff, this is *private* grown up stuff, you got it?”

“I got it,” Noah said. “I promise I will never tell anyone.”

Satisfied, I turned my attention back to Chris and I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his flannels. Chris still seemed a little bit nervous that he was about to be exposed to a kid, but I found the idea exciting. I pulled Chris’s pants down and was even more excited to find that he hadn’t bothered with underwear. The head of his cock briefly caught itself in the elastic of his pants, but then sprang free, swinging around in his lap.

My eyes widened and my mouth watered at the sight of his dick. I had felt it through his clothes, but this was my first time actually seeing it. My heart began to pound in excitement as the reality set in. This was happening. I was going to please my man and this little boy was going to watch me.

I looked over at Noah, whose eyes had grown as big as dinner plates as well. “It’s so big!” he said in awe. “And he has hair around it.”

He was right. It *was* big. I guessed about five and a half inches or so. Gosh, maybe even six! Even I was a little surprised, even though I had felt it before. I had only seen a few pictures from the internet, so I couldn’t be certain, but I was pretty sure Chris was cut. He didn’t look like he had that extra skin covering the head. I glanced sideways at Noah. He looked about as amazed as I was. I didn’t want to sound nervous in front of him, though. After all, I had taken the grown up oath, too.

“Yours will get big like this in a few more years,” I said, doing my best to keep my voice from cracking. “And you’ll start growing hair, too.”

“But why is it so big?” he asked. “Is it because of the sex stuff?”

“You got it,” I replied. “He’s big like that because he’s excited about doing sex stuff with me.”

“What are you gonna do?” he asked.

“This,” I replied. I curled my fingers around the base of Chris’s cock and gave it a little squeeze. Chris let out a soft groan that sent a shiver up my spine. I made him make that sound. I began to slowly stroke his shaft and more moans and groans quickly followed. Any nervousness Chris still had seemed to fade as he sank back on the couch and let me play with him.

My eyes were locked on his cock. It looked so hard, yet it still felt soft and almost pliable in my hand. I saw a big drop of precum ooze out of the tip. I remembered from sex ed that it was a natural lubricant made by the body to help aid in sexual penetration. I rubbed my thumb over the head, which felt even softer than the shaft, and smeared it around. As I stroked him, I saw more and more come out, and as I spread it over the rest of his cock I felt my hand move quicker and easier over it.

I was so focused on Chris, I wasn’t prepared to look up to find Noah leaning down for a closer look at what I was doing. He was so close, I could almost feel his breath on my hand. He looked very interested in Chris’s dick. All at once, an image popped into my head and I felt my heart pound in my chest.

“You wanna touch it?” I asked.

Chris’s eyes snapped open. “Say what?!” He looked and saw how Noah was eyeing his junk. “Ohhhh, no,” he said, shaking his head and lifting one leg to block the boy’s view. “I ain’t gay, man. I ain’t gonna let no kid jerk me off.”

“Not even for me?” I asked in the most sultry voice I could manage.

Chris hesitated, and I knew I could convince him. I just needed to give him the right incentive.

“You let him jerk you off, and I promise I’ll blow you right after.”

That got his attention. I felt his cock throb in my hand. “You…you promise?” I slowly licked my lips and nodded my head. He thought about it, but I could already tell he would agree. “You’re not gonna tell anyone I did this, are you?”

“Nothing that happens here will leave this room,” I said, then looked at Noah. “Will it?”

“My lips are sealed,” he said, even going so far as pantomiming zipping his lips shut.

Chris swallowed, his libido slowly winning out over his fragile masculinity. “Okay,” he said.

I looked back at Noah and released Chris’s dick. “Go ahead,” I encouraged him.

He looked at me, then back at Chris’s dick, and he slowly reached a hand out and put it around the shaft. Chris moaned again as Noah squeezed it. “Now try moving your hand up and down like I did,” I said.

Noah began stroking Chris slowly. It was clear he was inexperienced. He had no steady rhythm, moving between too slow and a little too fast. It was enough to keep Chris hard, but he wasn’t getting much pleasure out of it. I put my hand over his. “Like this,” I said, moving his hand up and down at a nice, steady pace. Chris let out a very nice sounding moan. “See?” I asked. “Now you try without my help.”

I let go of his hand and watched. This time, he kept an even pace, and Chris’s breathing began to get thick and heavy. I got down onto the floor for a second and tugged Chris’s pants completely off. I watched for a moment while Noah jerked Chris off and was amazed at how hot it looked. If only I could convince them to do more…

“How is he, Chris?” I asked my boyfriend.

“He…he’s not half bad,” he admitted, even ruffling Noah’s hair a little. Noah smiled his adorable smile at him.

“Well, before I give you your reward for being so open,” I said, “let me give you a little show of my own.”

I stood up and grasped the hem of my shirt. I locked eyes with Chris and slowly pulled my shirt up and off. I didn’t bother wearing a bra that evening, not that my tits were that big to begin with, but I heard Chris and Noah both gasp as they were revealed. I pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it onto the side of the couch. Then I turned around and slowly pushed my capri pants down my hips. I bent over slightly so my ass would stick out at them. I looked back smugly as their eyes were glued to my butt. Once my pants hit the floor, I stepped out of them and used one foot to kick them onto the couch with my shirt.

I stood before them in just my panties, and ran my hands up my torso, cupping my breasts a little. I smiled at Chris. “You ready, loverboy?” I asked.

“Y-yeah…”

“Just what I wanted to hear,” I said. “Gotta ask you to stop, Noah. Thank you.”

He slowed down and let go of Chris. He looked oddly disappointed. I went up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek to try and cheer him up. “Just watch,” I whispered in his ear. “You’re gonna see something amazing.”

That seemed to perk him back up. “Okay,” he said.

I gave him a smile and a wink and kneeled down between Chris’s legs. His cock was sticking straight up to the ceiling, twitching. I took it into my hand, leaned down while keeping eye contact with Chris, and licked the head. Chris hissed in his breath and I heard the creaking of the upholstery as he clutched at the couch cushions.

“You like that?” I asked.

“Ohhhhh, yessss…” he groaned.

“Then you’re gonna love this.” I opened my lips wide and sank myself down onto his dick. I felt the tip touch the back of my throat and I had to pull back just a bit to keep from gagging. I closed my mouth around him and began to slowly move my head up and down, sucking gently as I pulled up before letting my lips slide back down.

Chris let out a very loud groan as I gave him his first blowjob. It was actually my first, too. I was worried I wouldn’t do a very good job at it, and had even practiced with a pickle a few times to prepare. It sounded like it all paid off.

I looked over towards Noah and he was looking at me just as enraptured as he had when I was giving Chris a handjob. It was like he was curiosity personified. He looked up at Chris. “Does it feel good?” he asked.

“Ohhhh…” Chris moaned. “Mmmm…It feels amaaazing…”

I watched through the corner of my eye as Noah inspected what I was doing. He seemed to be thinking something over very carefully.

“Um…” he began, “c-can I try it?”

“Uh…I…” Chris stammered. “I don’t know…I don’t…”

I slowly pulled up and off of him. “Nothing that happens here ever leaves this room, remember?” I said. I could see Chris was conflicted, and I actually felt a little sorry for him. It’s not like it seems to be with girls where we can fuck around with our friends and not be too worried about being labeled as lesbians. A guy does one thing with another boy and suddenly they’re terrified of being gay.

I stood up and leaned over Chris, cradling his face in my hands. “You love me, right?” I asked.

“Of course I do,” he said.

“Then don’t worry about what you may or may not be.” I gave him a little kiss on the lips and turned his head to look at Noah. “Besides, isn’t he a little cutie pie?”

“I…yeah, he is,” Chris said.

“But maybe you should get naked, too,” I suggested. Noah was undressed in about eight seconds flat. He stood in front of us and I had to admire his body a little. His little cock was sticking straight out like an arrow and actually looked pretty big for his age, like about three and a half inches. I wouldn’t have minded getting my lips around it, if I was being honest.

“Alright, get on over here,” I said, moving out of the way. Noah got down on his knees in front of Chris and cautiously took hold of my boyfriend’s dick in both hands.

Chris sighed and licked his lips as he looked down at the boy. “Ahhh…can’t believe I’m doing this…”

“I’ll make it worth your while, I promise,” I told him. “Go ahead, Noah.”

Noah nodded, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth as wide as he could. He inserted the head and most of the foreskin into his mouth before he stopped and I heard him gagging.

“Pull up a little, Noah,” I told him. “Don’t gag yourself.”

He pulled away just a bit and he relaxed, closing his mouth. I heard him groan a little, probably disappointed he couldn’t take more.

“I couldn’t take all of him either,” I said. “Just take what you can and use your hands for the rest.”

Noah nodded and began to move his head up and down like I had. Meanwhile his hands moved in time with his head. His practice earlier came in very handy, because he found his rhythm almost right away. Chris let out a satisfied hum and even patted Noah’s head.

I sat to one side, watching as my naked boyfriend got head from my naked little ten year old neighbor. I had never seen anything so erotic in my life and I could feel the heat rising between my thighs. I slipped my hand inside my panties and shuddered as my fingers rubbed my clit. I moved my fingers in slow circles over my bud, trying to stay in sync with Noah. I was surprised at how naturally cocksucking seemed to come to the boy. If Chris didn’t end up regretting this, maybe the three of us could have more fun later on.

As Noah kept blowing Chris, my boyfriend began to push up with his hips, though he was careful not to push too far into Noah’s mouth and choke the boy. “Oh, Jesus…” Chris moaned. “I’m gonna blow soon…”

I stopped jilling myself and pulled my hand out of my panties. I didn’t want to miss this, nor did I want Noah to get a nasty surprise. “Okay, Noah,” I said,  leaning down next to him. “Pull off of him and just stroke him now, okay?”

He lifted himself off of Chris’s dick. “Why?” he asked. I swear he was enjoying sucking Chris!

“Because Chris is going to shoot some stuff out of his dick,” I explained. “I didn’t think you’d want to have it just shoot down your throat without warning.”

“It’s not pee, is it?” Noah asked, suddenly very concerned.

I shook my head. “No,” I said. “It’s called cum. It’s thick white, and sticky. If you don’t want any on you, then just point his cock towards his chest.”

“Ye-yeah,” Chris said. “I cum on myself all the time.”

“Ohhh, okay,” he said and began to focus on just jerking Chris off, angling his cock so it was aimed at my boyfriend. I couldn’t let this little stud muffin have all the fun with *my* boyfriend, though. I put my hand over his and helped him stroke faster to really push Chris over the edge.

Chris began to writhe and twist in his seat. “Oh, shit…SHIT…AHHHH!!!” I felt his cock throb hard in Noah’s and my hands, startling both of us. The first rope of jizz shot all the way to the top of his chest and splattered between his pecs. I was speechless. I had seen porn videos, of course, but seeing a boy cum on a computer screen was nothing compared to seeing a boy cum right before your eyes. I felt a moment of absolute pride in knowing that Noah and I both made him do that. The next few shots landed just below them and they all pooled down in between his abs. Noah stared bug-eyed as he watched Chris cum so hard and I bet I looked just as stunned. He continued to stroke Chris’s dick even after he’d finished shooting.

“Stop, stop!” Chris said, putting his hand on Noah’s. “That’s too much, it’s too sensitive.”

“Sorry,” Noah said sheepishly.

“It’s alright, kid,” Chris said, giving him a little grin. “You know…I’ve only gotten two blowjobs now, but you did a really good job.”

Noah beamed with pride at that.

Just then, a bright light shone through the curtains and I heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Shit! Noah’s parents were back! I grabbed Noah’s PJs and pushed them into his hands. “Quick, run up to your room, get dressed, and get back in bed. Try to get to sleep, okay?”

“Okay,” Noah took off up the stairs.

Chris picked up his pants, but didn’t bother putting them on. He made for the kitchen. “I’ll get dressed in the backyard,” he said. Good thinking. I planted a hurried kiss on his mouth, then pushed him roughly toward the back door.

I grabbed mine and ran into the first floor bathroom. I closed the door and hurriedly dressed myself. I heard the front door open and Mrs. Bennett softly called my name. I flushed the toilet as a way of letting them know where I was, finished pulling my shirt back on, washed my hands for good measure, and then stepped back out.

Mr. and Mrs. Bennett were both standing there, grinning. “Hello, Shelly,” Mrs. Bennett said. “I hope Noah was behaved.”

I smiled back. If she only knew… “Noah was on his best behavior,” I told her. “He didn’t give me any problems whatsoever.”

“Oh, I’m glad,” she said, reaching into her purse for her pocketbook. She gave me a twenty dollar bill, which I gladly accepted. As I made my way to the front door, she stopped me. “You know…with you living right next door, do you suppose you might be willing to take over as Noah’s regular sitter?”

I already knew my answer, but I pretended to be unsure. “Could I think about it?” I asked. “I don’t want to take this gig away from Sandy.”

“I understand,” she replied. “But lately Sandy’s had a bit of an attitude, and Noah hasn’t spoken very positively about her. We’ll try not to make it too often, so you can go and have fun on the weekends, too.”

“Well…in that case, I would love to,” I said, smiling widely.

This was going to be fun.

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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 15

Chapter 15 – Shoot them

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 15

“Where did you find this place?” Miranda says as we enter our cabin on the beach.

“This is fucking awesome!” I hear one of the twins say behind me.

“LANGUAGE!” both Miranda and Luke say at the same time.

“But… can’t you see where we are?” the boy persisted.

“I don’t care,” Luke says, “We don’t talk like that, and you know it, Evan!”

“I’m sorry,” Evan replies, but his ear-to-ear smile can’t be missed when I glance over.

Holding back a chuckle, I decide to address the elephant in the room. “There are only two bedrooms, so I assume Audrey and I take the one with the single Queen-sized bed, and you take the one with the two beds?”

“That’ll be great. Yeah. You okay with that too, boys?” Luke asks as he looks at the twins.

“I don’t care,” Owen says, “We’re mostly out on the beach anyways.”

“That’s true,” I add, “I wanna start early tomorrow. I think that’s when we’ll have the best light for the non-swimwear clothes.”

“Sounds good,” Miranda chips in, “How about we find us a restaurant and eat? It’s almost dinner time, and it’s our treat.”

“Thanks, Miranda. But there’s no need. I’d be happy to pay for Audrey and me.”

“Don’t be silly! You arranged it all, so buying dinner is the least we can do!”

It’s clear this is non-negotiable. So I decide to drop it and mention that I know a good restaurant where the six of us can eat. There’s a little debate if we’re going to walk there or grab a cab. But eventually, we all go for the walk and figure we’ll determine how we get back once we get in the restaurant.

So after we all finish unpacking, we head out to the restaurant. I rented this specific cabin because it’s the furthest down the beach. I figured this would automatically mean that we’d have the least traffic from people passing by. The only downside is that the total walk takes us a little over thirty minutes by being so far up the beach. And the restaurant being a bit out of the touristic coastal area doesn’t help either. Luke, Miranda, and I talk a little about the history I’ve got with the island. They already know about my past in the special forces and that I’ve been to this island a lot. I tell them I can’t talk too much about what I’ve done, and they get it and respect it.

As we walk, I notice how well the boys and Audrey get along. They’re constantly laughing and goofing around, which warms my heart.

Dinner is excellent, and we laugh a lot. Especially when Evan and Owen take turns in telling jokes. Both Luke and Miranda are funny people to be around with. At one moment during dinner, Audrey and I look at each other, and I realize how glad I am that she has this much fun after losing her dad.

During the walk back, we talk about the shoot the next day. It’s an early start, but neither the twins nor Audrey seem bothered by it. However, I see Luke looking a bit apprehensive, so I say, “You can join us later. The first part will be setting up the scene and composition anyways.”

“Is that okay with you?” Luke asks, looking slightly embarrassed.

“Of course! The boys and Audrey know what to do. You come and join us when you’re ready. After all, it’s your holiday.”

“Great. And thanks,” he smiles.

When we arrive at the beach entrance and take off our shoes, I smile mischievously and say, “You know what?”

“What?” Owen asks curiously.

“Officially, this is a clothing-optional beach.”

“Really?” both boys ask simultaneously.

“No kidding,” I say, and I see the boys unit at each other.

As they stand up and start pulling up their shirts, Miranda clears her throat.

“Don’t even think about it, little men,” she sternly says.

“But Mom…” Owen whines.

“Listen, guys,” I interrupt. “Officially, all beaches on the island are clothing-optional. With the emphasis on officially.”

“What do you mean?” Evan asks.

“Well… back when I was your age, Glenn and I lounged naked on this beach a few times. A lot of people did. Some wore clothes, some didn’t. No one cared.”

“Oh wow,” Evan whispers.

“We can walk around naked on the beach?” Owen adds.

“Yeah… well… not quite anymore. A couple of years ago, a new leader was put in charge by the military, and this changed a lot. And I mean A LOT! It also changed the way people thought about things. Or better, They were told how to think about things. This led to many protests, but the new leader ended these the hard way,” I say, realizing everyone is listening intently.

“I heard about that,” Luke says as he grabs his shoes and looks at us. “But there’s peace now, right?”

“Relative peace, yes. But then there’s also the threat coming from Nicaragua,” I say glumly.

“Trouble in paradise,” Miranda adds.

“Yeah. Such a shame for the people on this beautiful island,” I say as I look around.

During our conversation, we start walking back to the cabin. Once we get there, Audrey unlocks the door and says, “Let’s try to have fun anyways. Clothes or no clothes.”

I laugh at that, and so do Miranda and Luke. Finally, Owen, always wanting to have the last word, softly says, “Well… I prefer the no-clothes option.”

I can’t help myself but chuckle softly. I glance over at Luke and see him chuckling too. Miranda’s face looks serious, but I can see by her eyes that she’s amused too.

“Okay. We’re going to bed,” I announce, attempting to change the subject.

“Us too,” Miranda says, looks at the boys, and asks, “You’ve got your phones to set your alarm?”

“Got it, Mom. We get up at seven. Right, Mr. H?”

“Right. We’ll eat on the porch, and the clothes we need are in the shed. So you two can sleep in if you want,” I say, smiling at Luke and Miranda.

“Thanks. Appreciate it,” Luke says.

“Goodnight!” Audrey says and opens our bedroom door.

“Night,” we all say simultaneously, which results in some giggles.

I start undressing, and as I pull up the thin sheet, my eyes drink in the sight of Audrey’s nude body. She smiles broadly as she crawls in too and sees me looking.

“I’m SO excited that we’re really here!” She says and kisses me on my cheek.

“Me too! Can’t wait to get started on the swimsuit pics. Too bad we have to wait for these a bit longer.”

“Ah well… consider tomorrow as a warm-up,” Audrey laughs softly.

She crawls up against me in her usual spot. With her warm pussy pressed against my leg and her nipple poking my chest, I realize once again how lucky I am. Her hand slowly moves down over my belly, and a moment later, her small hand finds my soft dick and wraps around it. Her touch gets me hard in seconds, and Audrey giggles as she feels this.

“We can’t do this now, Lil’ Bit,” I say, reluctant but sternly.

“I know. But I just like lying close to you and holding this,” she says, squeezing my dick.

“Well… have fun,” I snicker.

“I will. Night.”

“Night,” I say, and I kiss Audrey on her forehead.

* * *

The soft buzz from my phone roughly pulls me out of a deep sleep. I feel a warm breeze over my body and need a moment to realize where I am. The reddish-yellow morning light is filling the room, and when I look over at Audrey, it immediately comes back to me where I am.

She turned onto her back during the night, and her arms are lying above her head now. With her legs slightly parted, she’s completely exposed, and I don’t let the opportunity to check her out thoroughly again go to waste.

As my eyes and on her bald and incredibly sexy pussy, I have to suppress the urge to lick and caress it. But it’s difficult when she’s looking this inviting. So instead, I softly rub her cheek and whisper her name.

Her eyes flutter open, and after a long yawn, she smiles at me, followed by a stretch.

“It’s really happening today,” she whispers.

“Yep! Ready for it?”

“Oh yeah!” and after a few moments, she asks, “Scott?”

“Audrey?” I reply, smiling, but this fades quickly when I see her face turned all serious.

“Do you think it’s okay if I let Evan and Owen see me… uhm… naked too?”

This one catches me off-guard. I think about it for a few seconds and say, “Well… it’s your body, Lil’ Bit. So you decide who sees it or touches you. That’s entirely up to you and to no one else but you. I know you’re far from reckless, so I trust you’ll always make the right decision.”

“You really think that? Thanks!” She whispers and gives me a hug.

“And it’s a completely safe environment here, so I don’t see any harm in it,” I say and avoid asking about the reason why.

“I do feel safe. And I think it’ll be fun to see their reaction. And I think it’s… fair, I guess?”

“That alone is not a very good reason to do this. But I get what you mean. After all this time together, it feels like a natural thing to do.”

“Yeah! That’s it! That’s what I mean. It feels like a logical step for me,” Audrey smiles excitedly.

“And I’d love to see their reaction too,” I snicker.

“Yeah. Do you think they’ll get… uhm… hard?” she whispers, and I can see her blush.

“Hundred percent! They’ve never seen a beautiful girl like you naked. And considering their reaction when you were in your bikini… I’m sure they’ll get hard and give you a lot of attention.”

“I like the idea, but I’m also a little nervous about doing it. I mean… with you, it wasn’t a big deal to me, but now I feel butterflies just thinking about it,” she says softly.

“That’s normal. They’re about your age, they’re your friends, and a lot younger than me. Just remember. No one is forcing you to do this! And if you don’t want to do it, fine! If you regret doing it? Just put your clothes back on. If you need help? Just ask. But don’t feel pressured and take your time. That’s all I have to say about it. The rest is up to you, Lil’ Bit.”

“You’re such a great guy!” she says and dives in for another hug.

“Thanks. You’re not too bad yourself,” I say and give her another kiss on her forehead.

After lying like this for a few more minutes, I say, “I’ll go grab us breakfast and set the table on the porch. See you in a sec,” I say as I get up, pull up my shorts, and grab my shirt.

“I’ll do my hair. See you outside.”

“Be quiet, okay? I don’t want to wake Luke and Miranda. Maybe the boys will, but that’s out of our control. We need them in our team.”

“I get it. Don’t worry,” she smiles, and after I let my eyes roam over her naked body one last time, I slowly open the bedroom door and head for the kitchen.

Knowing some people on the island and calling in a few favors came in handy. When I booked the cabin, I arranged for the shed, usually used to store beach stuff, to be cleared out. The guy I know at the Fed-Ex office placed all the clothes I sent him in the shed, and Thiago’s wife made sure there were groceries in the fridge and cabinets.

This way, we only had to unpack our suitcases when we arrived. Now we can start shooting without caring about all the other practical stuff. It didn’t cost me much, and next time I’m here and have more time on my hand, I’ll visit and thank them properly.

After putting the breakfast stuff on the table, I look at the beach. Seeing it by full daylight again sure brings back some memories. I have to swallow a lump in my throat away as memories of Glenn fill my mind.

“Morning, Mr. H,” I hear behind me and see one of the boys walk onto the porch, dressed in his tight red boxer briefs.

“Morning. Owen?” I ask as my eyes roam over his body and prominent bulge.

“Evan,” he mumbles and sits down on the nearest chair.

“Morning, Evan. Ready for the big day?”

“Yeah. But it’s early, so just give me a sec please,” he yawns.

“Hi guys,” I hear Audrey say cheerfully as she walks onto the porch.

I see Evan’s eyes grow wide, and he seems instantly awake. So I turn to look at her and realize Audrey has already dropped her modesty. She’s wearing her favorite hipster-style panties, only red instead of pink ones this time. Her small black bra covers her boobs, but that’s all she’s currently wearing. And she looks mighty fine like this.

“M- morning,” Evan croaks.

“Hey! Same color underwear!” Audrey points out and sits down at the table as if she’s done this a dozen times.

“Uhm… yeah,” is all that comes out of Evan’s mouth, his eyes glued to her body.

“Morni… oh!” Owens says as he joins us.

He’s in just his boxers too, only is he wearing bright green ones, which helps me to distinguish the two. His eyes roam over Audrey’s body, and he stops scratching his ass as he’s standing there.

“You… uhm… look great,” Owen stammers.

“Thanks! You too,” she smirks. “I figured that just wearing underwear is easier for the shoot. In the studio, you did that too, and I found it pretty efficient. And besides, you’ve seen me in my bikini already, so…”

“Yeah. We did. But..” Owen says softly.

“But what?” Audrey asks innocently, but I know by now that she’s just playing with them.

“Nevermind,” Owen trails off but looks big-eyes at his brother, who simply nods.

Breakfast itself is uneventful, but the boys keep stealing glances at Audrey while I keep glancing at all of them. After we’re done, I quietly put the stuff in the kitchen, and we head out to the shed. It feels a bit odd to do this with three underwear-clad preteens at my side, but I don’t complain.

We grab the schedule Audrey and I created back home, and we select the clothes we need. Next, I set up my camera at the first location. Then, after making sure all the settings, composition, and lighting are correct, I instruct the kids to walk toward me and tell jokes to each other, so they look all spontaneous and smiling.

After the first set of pics, I see Miranda and Luke walk toward us. She’s carrying a tray with drinks, and Luke is behind her with two chairs.

“How’s it going?” she asks as she hands me a mug filled with coffee and the soda to the kids.

“Great! They’re naturals!” I beam, genuinely glad about the way they act and the chemistry between the three of them.

Miranda and Luke settle themselves on the chairs on the beach and watch us work. Thankfully, they don’t interfere or comment on what we’re doing. So I don’t really care that they’re watching.

During the rest of the morning, we do all sorts of shoots in different combinations with the kids and in different locations. The last one of the day is on the porch of our condo. I glance over at Luke and Miranda, and they look pretty bored. They don’t complain or anything, but it’s clear they’re not enjoying themselves very much.

“That’s it for today!” I call out.

The kids high-five each other, and I see Owen nod toward me. Then, Audrey looks at me and asks, “We wanna go swimming in the ocean. Is that okay?”

“I don’t see why not,” I say and look over at Luke.

He just shrugs and says, “Have fun. Just make sure to stay in sight, okay?”

“Okay!” Audrey says and quickly walks into the condo.

“Will do, Dad,” Evan says, and the boys head inside to change too.

Miranda gets back from the kitchen with a glass of wine in her hand. She hands Luke and me a beer, and we settle down on the porch, looking at the ocean.

We sit like that for a few moments when the boys join us. They’ve got beach towels around their necks and are dressed in typical surfer boardshorts. Combined with the shorts and the beach, their natural look seems so much more in place here than in Seattle. I inwardly laugh at that observation and just look at those extraordinary boys.

But when Audrey opens the door and stands there in her black, sexy as fuck bikini with the towel in her hand, eight male eyes immediately drink in every inch of her.

“Ready?” she simply asks and starts walking toward the beach, showing off her tight body.

“Hell yeah!” Owen whisperers so softly that only Evan and I can probably hear.

“Ready!” Evan croaks as he starts walking too.

I notice both Miranda and Luke looking at Audrey. Judging by their looks and seeing Audrey walking around like this, I feel I need to say something about her bikini.

“Bikinis these days are skimpier than I remember growing up,” I say, with a fake embarrassment.

“Nonsense!” Miranda responds sternly, “Audrey looks great in it! No need to be embarrassed.”

“She also tried on others, but this one was perfect according to the women at the shop. Audrey wanted this one, and if it’s the latest fashion, who am I to judge? She does look fine in it.”

“Yeah. She really does. What do YOU think of it, honey?” Miranda asks, with a hint of scorn in her voice.

“Uhm… I uh…” Luke stammers, and he seems a bit uncomfortable, and a look of guilt spreads across his face. Then he regains his confidence, clears his throat, and says, “You’re magnificent with these kids, Scott. The way they’re acting in front of your camera and the way you direct them is amazing. But, to me, it seems like it doesn’t feel like work for them.”

“Thanks! I appreciate it. I always try to work this way. When the models are comfortable, it always shows on film. Always. I think it’s my job to make them feel that way. So I’m glad it’s being noticed,” I smile.

“You’re amazing,” Miranda adds. “But despite the wonderful view, it’s a little boring to us. Right, dear?”

It’s clear now that Miranda is toying a bit with Luke. But she also made a point here. So now I know I have to be careful how I look at these kids too, although I’ve got the excuse of the photographers’ eye.

“Yeah. It is. Besides getting food and drinks, isn’t there something we can do to help?” Luke asks me.

I pretend to think about it for a minute because having them around too closely will only disturb the shoot. “Uhm. Actually, no. And to be honest, it might disturb the chemistry. But besides that, I really don’t have anything else to do. Sorry.” I say with an apologetic face.

“I see. And I guess you’re right. It’ll be a long week then, dear,” Miranda says, smiling at Luke.

“We can always go shopping tomorrow, but we’ll be done in under an hour judging by the stores I’ve seen so far. And then we’ve still got a few days left. Ah well… at least the weather and the view are great,” Luke replies, trying to sound optimistic.

“If you’d like, I can call an old friend that organizes guided tours through the jungle. These are multi-day trips, and you’ll see all the beauty the north side of the island has to offer.”

Luke immediately sits up straight and looks excitedly at Miranda. But by the look on her face, she has reservations about the idea.

“We knew this trip wasn’t going to be the most exciting one, dear. We can’t leave Scott and make him take care of our kids.”

“Nonsense! Sure you can!” I reply sternly. “It’s your holiday too, and I can handle these three. So don’t worry about that.”

“See?” Luke says hopefully to Miranda.

“But what about the boys? They can be such a handful,” she says, still trying, but it’s clear she’s starting to like the idea.

“What about ‘em? They’re having so much fun with Scott and Audrey that they probably won’t even notice we’re gone!”

“Well… it does sound like fun,” she says with a small smile forming around her mouth.

Luke looks at me and nods. I grab my phone, dial the number, and after about fifteen minutes, all the arrangements are made. It turns out that they’re lucky because the following day, a trip is planned, and there’s still room for them. They’ll be gone for three nights in a row, but by then, they’ve seen all the beautiful places the island has to offer. They’re being picked up at around nine, and they’re told what kind of clothes to pack.

“Cheers!” Miranda says after she grabs us two new beers and holds up her glass.

“Cheers!” We say as our glasses touch.

I smile, glad to have the three kids to myself. And as I look at the kids playing in the tide and seeing how much innocent fun they’re having, a feeling of utter happiness washes over me.

* * *

“Have fun!” Owen says as Miranda and Luke get on the bus.

“Thanks. And remember, you listen to Scott! If I hear that even one of you misbehaved, you’re in for something!” Miranda says with a stern look on her face.

“I know, Mom. Don’t worry! Just have fun out there,” Evan replies.

“Just call us if something happens, okay, Scott?” Miranda says in a last attempt to stay in control.

“Of course. But there won’t be anything. Trust me. So make sure to enjoy this trip,” I smile.

I know perfectly well that calling her is useless. There won’t be a signal anywhere in the jungle. And if there is, it’ll take them at least six hours to get here. But I figure she likes the idea, so I let her be.

“Come on, dear. We’re leaving,” Luke says and gently urges her into the bus.

We watch as Miranda and Luke take their place on the bus. Then, as it starts pulling away, we wave at them and wait for it to disappear from sight.

“Party time!” Owen exclaims as he puts his hands in the air.

“The hell it is,” I smile, knowing he’s joking. “We’ve got work to do.”

“I know. I’m kidding. What’s our schedule for today?”

As we walk back toward the cabin, we talk about the plans for today. We’ve still got a few more regular clothes to shoot. I want to do a few swimsuit shots too today, but I think it’s better to do these when the sun starts setting.

When we get to the shed, Audrey is the first to grab her clothes. I help the boys with their clothes, and as we turn around, I hear both boys suck in their breaths beside me.

I look over at what they’re looking at, and I see Audrey with her back toward us, completely naked except for her red hipster panties. She seems to be struggling with the tank top she’s going to wear under her blouse, and it allows us to check her out thoroughly.

“You okay there, Lil’ Bit?” I ask, ignoring the boys.

“Yeah. It’s just this stupid top! It’s got multiple layers of overlapping fabric, and I can’t get it right,” She replies. She pretends to be angry, but I know her well enough by now to know she’s faking it.

“Do you need help?” Owen asks, winking and smirking at his brother.

“Yes, please!” Audrey says, turns around, and walks toward us.

“Uh…” Owen stammers, suddenly seeming very insecure, but his eyes glued to Audrey’s chest.

“Oh!” Audrey exclaims and suddenly stops moving while holding her tank top in front of her boobs, looking innocently at the boys. Then she asks, “you don’t mind, do you?”

“I uhm… ahem! No. No! Of course not,” Owen says, clearly blown away by this, his tented underwear betraying him. “It’s just that… I didn’t expect it. That’s all.”

“Here, let me help you,” Evan quickly says, walking over to Audrey and outsmarting his brother.

“Thanks!” Audrey smiles and hands him her top.

The boys’ reaction is priceless. Both of them do their best not to look at Audrey’s chest too openly, but looking at them from a distance, I can see they fail miserably at it. And seeing both boxer-clad boners is a big giveaway about how excited they are too.

I see Audrey glance at me, and I give her a quick wink, bringing a sly smile to her face. Meanwhile, Evan’s shaking hands have undone her tank top, and he says, “Hold up your arms.”

Audrey complies immediately, and Evan slides the top over her arms, pulls it down, and covers her chest.

“Thanks,” she says and straightens her top.

“Don’t mention it,” Evan says, trying to keep his cool the best he can.

“You sure you’re not offended by me?” Audrey asks as she openly eyes their boners and makes it clear she noticed.

“You look amazing!” Owen says without thinking.

After realizing what he said, he clears his throat and adds, “I mean… you don’t mind seeing us naked, so why would we? We’re all professionals here,” he smiles, but his usual confidence is gone.

I decide it’s time to spring into action, so I say, “It’s not uncommon to see other people naked during shoots. Heck! It’ll be virtually impossible not to see the others while changing with the swimsuit shoots later on. I don’t think anyone has issues with it, so why don’t we just get it over with? There’s nobody on the beach right now, and we’re pretty secluded here between the shed and the cabin…”

I give them time to let my words sink in, and I quickly see the realization land with Evan. To get things moving, I start taking off my shirt, and after throwing it in the sand, I start sliding down my shorts.

“What… oh!” Owen says as he sees my boxers come into view.

“Great idea, Scott!” Audrey chirps and starts taking off her top.

“Yeah! Excellent!” Evan says and slides down his boxers in record time.

With a loud slap against his belly, his boner springs free, and he kicks his boxers aside. I hesitate slightly but figure I might as well join them so there won’t be any more weirdness. So I slide down my boxers too, glad I’m still mostly soft, so I don’t scare anyone.

Owen lags behind, but the moment Audrey starts working on her panties, he kicks into gear too. A slap against his belly indicates he’s naked too. Moments later, we’re all done, standing straight and looking at each other. Both boys are stiff, and their gaze switches between Audrey and me but focuses mainly on Audrey’s fabulous body.

Audrey’s eyes are glued on both preteen boners, and so are mine. Their tight, bronzed bodies look even hotter with these hard cocks sticking out from their groins.

Owen, getting famous for his lack of filter when he talks, looks at Audrey and asks, “You don’t have hairs yet?” and starts tugging at his own to prove his point.

“I do! But those peeked out of my bikini, so Scott shaved them for me,” Audrey says proudly.

“I like it!” Owen exclaims, “Will you shave me too, please?” he asks, looking at me.

Already looking forward to it, I reply, “Of course! It makes shooting the speedos easier too,” and the three of them start smiling at the image of the incident in the studio.

As Audrey stands there with her hands on her hips for all three of us to see, I feel a weird feeling of pride wash over me. This timid little girl is starting to make her own conscious decisions and stands by them. And she looks mighty fine doing it.

“Okay, guys. Take a good, long look at each other, so next time, hopefully, there won’t be anymore awkwardness,” I say, drinking in the sight in front of me.

After about a minute or so, I announce, “Right. I think this is enough for now. Grab your clothes and put them on, so we can head out to the end of the beach.”

We all start putting on our clothes, and I can feel that the little tension there was, is completely gone. Audrey and the boys are laughing and cracking jokes like nothing out of the ordinary has happened.

I grab my camera bag, lock the shed, and start walking toward the end of the beach. The boys are walking to my right, carrying the bag with beach stuff, and Audrey is to my left, carrying a bag with clothes we need later. She grabs my hand without saying a word, and we keep walking like that.

After a few moments of walking like this in silence, Audrey asks, “Did I cause you guys to get hard back there?”

“Well… Duh!” Owen replies instantly, “I never saw a naked girl before, let alone such a beautiful one!”

He starts blushing when he realizes his mouth is faster than his brain again but relaxes the moment Audrey giggles and says, “Thanks, Owen. That’s sweet.”

“Why did you do it too, Mr. H?” Evan asks as he kicks against a shell sticking out of the sand, helping out his brother.

“I want the four of us to trust each other completely. And I think this undressing session is part of that circle of trust,” I say, trying to sound smart and like it’s normal to do before a shoot.

“You’ve got a big one,” Owen says.

“Nah. I’m pretty average. A little thicker than most maybe, but that’s all.”

“You’re bigger than our dad,” Evan adds.

“I… uhm… okay,” I reply, lost for anything else to say.

When we get to the end of the beach, we arrive at the line of trees and bushes that seems a bit out of place here. Just like the first time I saw this years ago when Glenn and I were here, the thick foliage extends all the way down to the water’s edge and may be even thicker than I remember it. “What’s on the other side?” Owen asks as I’m setting up my gear.

The kids notice it as well. “What’s on the other side?” Owen asks as I’m setting up my gear.

“I don’t know. You can’t go around it. I remember Glenn said it probably extends all the way into the ocean, or maybe just a few rocks behind it. I never checked.”

“Can we go and check it?” Evan asks excitedly.

Audrey and Owen seem excited to check it out too, and I’m pretty curious about it myself. But I figure I can use this curiosity to my advantage, so I say, “Tell you what. When the shoot is done, and we’ve got some time left, we’ll check it out. Deal?”

“Deal! What do you want us to do?”

I start directing the kids, and they’re all extremely cooperative. It’s clear they all want to check out the mystery behind the trees because they tell each other to stay focused when someone isn’t paying attention.

This works exceptionally well, and before I know it, we’re done. Judging by the sun, it’s just a little past noon. So I check my phone, which confirms it.

“You were awesome, guys! We’re ready for this morning,” I smile and start putting my camera stuff in the bag.

“So we can go and check it out now?” Owen asks excitedly, already turning around.

“Wait!” I exclaim, “Not with these clothes. I don’t want them to get damaged, so we need to get to the house and get changed first.”

“But Scott…” Audrey starts whining.

“You promised, Mr. H!” Evan says, clearly disappointed.

“What if we just take off the clothes?” Owen says, looking expectantly at me, causing the two other heads to turn and nod at me.

“It’s a five-minute walk to the house!” I say, a bit surprised by their reaction.

“So?” Audrey asks, already unbuttoning her blouse.

“Okay then. If it’s such a big deal…” I smile.

Within a few moments, all B-Wyze clothes are off, placed inside the bag, leaving the three kids in their underwear. Four eyes are glued to Audrey’s chest, but she pretends she doesn’t notice. I insist they wear the shoes because I don’t want anyone to get hurt, delaying the shoot because of that.

“Let’s go!” Owen says, and we start working our way through the thick foliage of the trees and bushes. It takes us a bit of time to find a path, and after a while of winding through the trees, light from the other side is visible through the trees.

“I can see the end!” Owen shouts as if we’re in the middle of dense rainforest.

I guess the entire strip of the bush is about fifty feet wide, and despite what it looks like from the beach, it’s not too difficult to pass through. The ground is mainly covered with the same sand as on the beach, and if you watch where you’re going, you don’t even need shoes to protect your feet.

“Fucking hell!” Owen exclaims as he clears the bushes.

“Oh my!” Audrey says as she’s right behind Owen.

“Jesus!” I hear Evan say in front of me.

And when I finally get out, I’m greeted by a magnificent piece of the island. Instead of the expected rocks, we’re on a pristine beach. It’s about eighty by a hundred and fifty feet, with waves gently caressing the sand as they get to shore. Spread over the beach, a few palm trees provide some shadow, and the sand is almost white.

Glenn was right about the rocks. Because twenty to thirty feet from the shore, pointy rocks stick out of the water and break the waves. This is a highly secluded area, and it makes me feel like we’ve found paradise on earth.

“This used to be a pirate hideout!” Evan states with a certainty that’s pretty amusing.

“You might be right,” I say, feeding his imagination.

“Do you think there’s a treasure buried over here?” Owen says with big eyes as he turns toward me.

“Dunno. Might be. But pirates used to bury their treasures away from their home,” I say, still trying to sound as hyped as them.

“Yeah. Guess you’re right,” Evan says, a bit disappointed.

We all explore some more, and after about half an hour, I look over at Audrey. She walked ankle-deep into the ocean and is now looking at something in the distance. Her back is toward me, and I notice only a few main colors are visible here on this beach and at this time of day. Mostly yellow and white, because of the beach and the sun.

Due to this lack of more colors, her black hair and red panties really stand out. So I quickly grab my camera, and right at the moment I start snapping away, a gush of wind lifts her hair. I check the display on my camera and realize I accidentally made one of my best pictures ever. Both the composition and the subject in the picture look spotless. I need to check it out on my computer, but I’m pretty confident about this one, even though I can only check it on this tiny screen.

After a few more minutes, all three kids gather around me. I look at them and ask, “Time for some lunch?”

“Yeah. I’m getting hungry,” Evan says, rubbing his belly to emphasize his point.

After our trip through the bushes, we walk back toward the cabin. Audrey quickly slips on her blouse to cover herself up, just in case. We all talk excitedly about the private beach we found.

“Can’t we just have lunch here?” Audrey asks as we enter the cabin.

“Yeah,” Evan chips in, “I don’t feel like getting dressed and walking all the way over to the boulevard.”

“Sure! We’ve got plenty of stuff to eat in here,” I answer, not too fond of getting out either.

So I prepare some sandwiches with Audrey helping me. And after we’re done eating and just chilling on the porch, I say, “I think we might as well do the afternoon swimsuit shoot on our newly found private beach. There are lots of nice shadows and backgrounds over there too. What do you think?”

“Yeah!” they all nod in agreement.

The boys clean up, and we chill some more in the shadow of our porch. I feel delighted about our current situation and let out a deep sigh. Audrey looks over and smiles, her blouse open with parts of her boobs showing.

“I’m glad we did what we did earlier,” she says, smiling at us.

“Me too,” Evan adds, immediately catching on to what Audrey’s talking about.

“Good to hear,” I say. “And I’m glad you’re comfortable around each other like that. I’ve been at shoots where nudity was a real issue, and they all went horribly wrong.”

“Yeah… about that…” Owen trails off, and a sly smile appears around his lips.

I notice Evan smiling too, but I don’t have a clue where this is going. When I glance over at Audrey, I’m glad to see she seems clueless too.

“Well… we’re doing swimsuits this afternoon, and ‘something’ might peek out,” he says, making air quotes with the word something.

“Oh!” I say, suddenly catching on.

“Can you shave me before we do that shoot, please?” Owen continues, the smile never leaving his face and his dick clearly growing.

“Uhm… I don’t see why not,” I reply, inwardly jumping with joy.

“Will you do me too?” Evan adds quickly.

“Can I watch?” Audrey says almost at the same time.

“Whoa! Relax! One at a time,” I chuckle. “Sure, Evan. No problem. And Audrey, that’s not up to me.”

“Sure! You can watch. I don’t care,” Owen says, and Evan nods at that.

“That’s settled then. Let’s get to the bathroom,” I say, standing up.

The bathroom isn’t big enough for the four of us. So as I start rummaging through my stuff to look for the right razor, I instruct Owen to get in the shower stall and leave the curtain open. Evan and Audrey can look from the doorway.

I turn around, and Owen is just standing there in his green boxers, looking expectantly at me. I smile at him and point at his boxers.

“Off they go,” I say.

Owen doesn’t hesitate, hooks his thumbs in the waistband, and slides them down. When his dick comes into view, I’m a bit surprised to see he’s still soft. I blame it on the fact that he’s probably a bit anxious about what’s going to happen.

“Grab the showerhead and make sure the water is lukewarm. That’s more comfortable for you and easier to shave,” I snicker.

Moments later, and after checking out his cute bubble butt again, he turns around.

“Now what?” he asks.

“Make sure your pubes, penis, balls are nice and wet,” I say as I grab the can of shaving foam.

Owen is being his typical self and is making a show out of it. He ‘accidentally’ sprays some water on Audrey and Evan but stops once he sees the stern look on my face.

“Do you want to apply it yourself?” I ask as I hold up the can.

He looks questionably at me and shakes his head. “No. You do it. I don’t know how that stuff works.”

“You know that means that I have to touch you. You know… down there…” I say to clarify things and ensure I won’t get into trouble.

“Yeah. So what?” Owen says, clearly not seeing any issues with it.

“I’m just saying…” I trail off, very excited to the prospect of touching his heavenly body.

I spray some cream on my hand, and Owen watches intensely as it expands in my hand. I get on my knees in front of him, and I’m treated with the best view yet of his gorgeous cock. I look up and ask, “Ready?”

A simple nod is all I get, and I start rubbing the foam all around his dick and over his almost hairless sack. Within seconds, he’s hard as a rock and mumbles, “I’m sorry,” just loud enough for me to hear.

“Don’t worry about it,” I answer just as softly.

I rub around a little more and grab my razor in my right hand. I reach out with my left to take hold of the first preteen boner I’ve held in my hands for years. Right before I take hold of it, I look up at Owen, and a simple nod is all the confirmation I get and all I need to start.

“Why are you hard, Owen?” I hear Audrey ask behind me, right before my fingers wrap around Owen’s boyhood.

“He can’t help it, Lil’ Bit. With all the action down here and you guys watching.”

“Oh. Really?” she asks, surprised.

“Yeah. Can’t help it,” he says, but he doesn’t seem ashamed.

“But it’s much easier to shave this way,” I lie and wink at Owen.

Having waited long enough now, I take hold of Owen’s boner and love how it feels in my hand. The hardness of it surprises me, and I just have to give it a slight wank. The gasp above me makes me smile, and I start shaving. I move his boner around during the shaving session to provide me with room to shave. I love the feeling of his hard tube between my fingers, and I know I’m overdoing it, but I just can’t help it.

The moment I think it’s no longer believable to keep going, I lay down my razor and give him one more slow wank.

“Time to clean it up,” I say and gently take the showerhead to wash him clean.

I also take my time with this, and I boldly take hold of his balls, lift them and pretend I need to wash there thoroughly too.

“All done,” I say, feeling a bit sad it’s over already. “How’s it feel?”

Owen starts probing around with his fingers and starts giggling.

“I feel like a little boy again,” he says and looks at his brother. “You do it too, Dude!”

Evan shrugs and asks, “You’ll do me too, right?”

Oh, I’ll do you, alright. Just tell me where and when I think to myself. But instead, I say, “Of course! Get over here.”

The process is basically the same. He starts out soft, and once I start, he’s hard within seconds. After I clear the hairs over and around the birthmark, I hear Audrey and Owen chuckling. They’re laughing because of how he looks now, but they quickly focus on Evan and me.

Working on my second preteen cock, has gotten me pretty worked up. I know that no one can see it, but my straining boner is starting to leak precum. I can only hope my boxers will absorb enough so it won’t show through my shorts.

After I’m done with Evan, and all three of them are giggling like schoolgirls when they check out the result, I get up.

“You too, Mr. H!” Owen exclaims.

“Yeah!” Audrey exclaims enthusiastically.

I smile at them and shrug. “Okay. I don’t see why not,” warming up to the idea.

“It makes your dick look bigger,” Owen says and looks down at his crotch.

“We’ll help you, Mr. H,” Evan says as he picks up the razor.

“Thanks, but no thanks. No offense, but I don’t want a bloodbath in here,” I smile, and Evan realizes I’m right.

“We can apply the foam and rinse,” Owen says, stepping forward.

“I… uhm… it’s…” I stammer, lost for words and needing a way out so they won’t see my boner.

“He’s just embarrassed that he’s hard,” Audrey says, still standing in the doorway with her eyes on my crotch.

Owen and Evan look me in my eyes, and Owen asks, “So what? You said yourself that it’s no big deal.”

“Yeah! And it’s even easier to shave that way,” Evan chips in.

Not seeing a quick way out, I give in. I lift my shirt and drop my shorts and boxers in one move. Both boys ‘ eyes grow wide as my dick slaps against my belly.

“Whoa! It’s huge!” Owen says, openly checking out my boner.

“I’m just…” I try but stop my protest as Evan gently pushes me toward the shower.

Owen grabs the shower head and starts spraying around my dick and balls. In the meantime, Evan takes the can with shaving cream and sprays it on his hand. Owen holds up his hand when he’s done with the water, and he’s given a big glob too. They look at each other, and without words, they start covering my pubes, dick, and balls in a thick coat of shaving cream.

The feeling of four small hands rubbing around my most sensitive area is magnificent. I can barely hold back a moan, and when I look over at Audrey, she’s smiling broadly, alternating her gaze between the action between my legs and the boys’ naked backsides.

“Here you go, Mr. H,” Owen says as he hands me the razor.

I look down at the boys, and their identical faces are focused on my dick. The idea of this audience so close is extremely hot, so I decide to go for it. I make a bit of a show out of it and point my dick from left to right, up and down, and everything in between.

When I start working on my balls, I place my dick against my belly and smile at their wide-open eyes and looks of concentration on their faces. I’ve always focused on my manscaping because I hate a big bush. Thankfully, I’m not too hairy down there, but still. So because I don’t have to cut away an entire forest, I’m done relatively quickly.

“All done,”‘I say, looking down.

Owen immediately starts spraying off the remaining shaving cream, and before I can react, both hands are feeling around my now bare pubes and are cupping my hairless balls.

“All smooth, Mr. H!” Evan says after they thoroughly checked if I did a decent job.

“Thanks,” I smile, flushed by all the attention they gave me.

And as if nothing weird has happened, the boys grab their boxers, pull them up, and walk away while chatting with Audrey.

Now that I’m all alone in the bathroom, I take a deep breath and let the events sink in. I let my racing heart calm down, putting on my clothes. After cleaning up, I feel relaxed enough to leave the bathroom and join the kids on the porch.

* * *

“When does the next shoot start, Mr. H?” Evan asks as I sit down next to him at the table.

I look up to check where the sun currently is and say, “We can go now if you’re ready.”

“Yesss!” Owen exclaims.

“Just make sure to grab the beach toys to liven up the shoot, okay? And the big blanket. Oh! And the sunscreen just in case. Audrey and I will grab the clothes we need for this one.”

After I lock the cabin, we start walking back toward the bush at the end of the regular beach. Owen and Audrey walk in front of me, talking about some video game they’re both playing. I see Evan dropping back a little, and he ends up walking next to me.

“It feels a bit weird,” he says and scratches his pubic bone.

“Yeah. It takes a little getting used to,” I reply.

“I didn’t know I got used to my hairs so quickly. I like the way it looks now, though,” he adds.

“I do too,” I say, as I feel a blush spread across my face and avoid his look.

“I liked helping you,” Evan almost whispers, “I’ve never touched another guy’s junk before.”

“And I really like what you did. You were pros! But I know what you mean. I liked doing it to you too. At first, I was afraid it might be weird, but it never was,” I respond and look at him despite my flushed face.

“Uhm… Audrey talked to us about your Pyntar pics. I was wondering… can we do some of these too?” Evan says after we walk quietly for a bit.

“I don’t think your mom will…” I say after thinking about it for a few moments.

“Mom doesn’t have to know,” Evan immediately interrupts me.

We stop walking, and I look at him. His face is dead serious, and he seems more determined than I’ve seen him before.

“Did Audrey tell you what’s the common dress code during these shoots?” I ask, trying to size him up.

“Yeah. And I think that’s the most fun part of it,” he chuckles. “And the artistic contribution we make, of course,” he quickly adds with a big smile across his face.

“I’ll think about it. But, first, we need to finish the shots we’re here for,” I say, but I already have a few compositions in my head, and I warm up to the idea quickly.

“We’re here!” Owen shouts as he’s waiting with Audrey for us in front of the bush.

We work our way through the foliage, and once we get to the other side, I’m impressed again with how unique this spot is. Audrey lays out the swimsuits they need to wear in the proper order.

Moments later, I’m looking at three naked kids again. They’re chatting and laughing, seemingly not caring about the nudity. But I can see them stealing glances at each other, which isn’t strange, of course.

After I’m done with my camera, we start shooting mood shots with these new swimsuits. It takes us longer than expected, but I’m delighted with the results. All planned swimwear sets look great as far as I can see on the small camera screen.

As I’m checking my camera, Audrey walks up to me and asks softly, “Can we do a Pyntar shoot now, please? I love the atmosphere here, and Owen and Evan want to do it too.”

I look at her, and her puppy eyes make my heart melt. But during the shoot, I had already made up my mind to do this.

“Are you sure, Lil’ Bit?”

“Oh yeah! Will you do it?”

“Hey, guys! You wanna do that Pyntar shoot now?” I shout out at the boys.

“Are you shitting me? Of course!” Owen says as his face lights up.

“Let’s do it,” I say and change the memory card in my camera.

The three of them look at me for directions. I smile at the nervous looks on their faces and realize they need me to take the lead.

“Alright. First, spread out the big blanket on the sand,” I say to Audrey.

Owen and Evan immediately start helping her, glad to have something on their hands. They first spread it out in the middle of the beach, but I gently urge them to place it in the shadow of a palm tree.

“Now what?” Owen asks me, and I glance at his speedo, which has barely enough room to hide his hard-on.

“Now… it’s naked time,” I say to the three of them and smile as they waste no time getting undressed.

Audrey and I check out two boners while the boys’ eyes roam all over Audrey’s body. I can almost feel the tension in the air. So I quickly direct them to their first pose.

With the ocean in the background, I instruct the boys to stand with their backs toward me, legs spread widely, and their feet touching. Audrey’s body toward me, legs spread too with her body between the twins and her feet in the middle between each boys’ feet. This way, there’s a lovely tangle of legs where it’s difficult to see who’s who.

“Okay, Evan. You put your left arm in front of Audrey’s body to cover her boobs. Owen, you use your left hand and cover her vagina. A little higher, Evan…”

It takes me a while to get them in the correct position, but once everything is in place and Audrey puts her head between her shoulders and looks up at the sky, I start taking my pics. It takes me a few minutes to get them appropriately aligned in the middle of the frame and with the correct lighting, but the kids don’t move an inch, so the results are promising.

The next shot is with Audrey on her knees, looking intensely at the camera. The boys face each other, foreheads touching and their eyes closed. Audrey’s head obscures the boy’s dicks from view, and with Audrey covering her boobs with her hands, I’ve created another tasteful pic with three nude kids.

“Do you care if it’s a bit more… intimate?” I ask, looking at Audrey.

“No. Definitely not. What do you have in mind?”

“Do you?” I ask, looking at the boys but already knowing the answer.

They look wickedly at me with smiles splattered across their faces and wordlessly nod. I instruct Audrey to stand and face the camera with her legs spread about forty inches apart. Next, I tell Owen to stand to her left, facing her, with Evan on her other side.

“Owen?” I ask, and he looks at me. “Pussy or boob?”

“Huh?” he asks with a questioning face.

“Pussy!” Evan immediately responds.

“Evan gets pussy,” I chuckle.

“Think fast, Dude!” he laughs at his brother.

“Owen, you cup one of Audrey’s breasts,” I say, and his face turns into a mix of excitement and fear.

“Is that okay with you,” he asks, looking at Audrey.

“Of course, silly!” she smiles, takes his hand, and places it directly on her right boob.

I can almost hear Owen swallow, but his twitching dick shows he’s all too happy to touch his first tit.

“Evan, you grab her vagina firmly.”

Evan looks nervously at Audrey, and her slight nod is all the encouragement he needs. His hand slides down over her belly until his fingers slide between her legs and his hand is fully covering her pussy. I see his fingers move as he starts gripping his first-ever pussy.

“Ooohhh,” Audrey moans softly, and both boys look anxiously at me as if they did something wrong.

I just smile and wink, which puts them at ease. Then, seeing the twitching boners, I decide to turn up the heat.

“Audrey, now you grab their penises and point them toward your hips. If that’s okay with you guys, of course.”

“Uh-huh,” is all that comes out of Evan’s throat, which is more sound than his brother can produce, who simply nods.

I see a slight hesitation in Audrey’s moves, but when she realizes the opportunity she’s given, both her hands wrap around two similar dicks. The look on her face is priceless, and judging by the two moans, the twins like it a lot too.

“Perfect!” I say and start snapping away, and after a few moments, I decide to turn it up a notch.

“Can you guys start moving your hands a little?” I ask, and I’m greeted with three wide-eyed faces.

“I want it to look more natural. It’s way too static this way,” I smile and wink at Audrey.

I feel pretty worked up from watching them, so I figure this is an excellent way to push them a bit further. The faces turn to smiles, and Owen massages Audrey’s boob and pinches her nipple before I know it. Evan is working his hand up and down over Audrey’s pussy, and Audrey seems in haven while she’s basically jacking two young cocks simultaneously.

“This is awesome, guys! Just a few more,” I encourage them as I walk around to get the best pictures possible.

Soft, low moans and groans come from their throats. I am stiff as a board from watching this, and I take as many pictures as possible.

“That’s it. The Pyntar shots are done for today,” I call out.

Not surprisingly, the kids are a bit disappointed by this, and the looks on their faces say it all. Apparently, me calling quits is their cue to let go of each other and step back.

“Really? It was just starting to get fun!” Audrey whines.

“Uhm… yeah!” Owen smirks.

“Well… If you want, you can do more… uhm… sexy stuff,” I say and pretend I’m blushing, “these just won’t be regular Pyntar shots.”

“What do you mean?” Evan asks, a drop of precum glistening in the sun at the tip of his boner.

“Oh, I don’t know… Judging by your moans and looking at your faces, you must be pretty horny by now. So why don’t you lay down on the blanket and ‘do your thing’ there,” I say, emphasizing the last bit of the sentence.

Audrey looks at the boys, and not seeing them move makes her take the lead this time. She lies down on the middle of the blanket and spreads her legs a bit. Her hand immediately moves down to her pussy as she looks at the boys.

“Come on! It’ll be fun doing this together,” she smiles with a flush spreading across her face and upper chest.

This seems to snap Evan and Owen out of it. They quickly move over to the blanket too, and they each lay down on one side of Audrey. Owen looks down at Audrey’s hand between her legs and grips his boner. Evan looks at both of them, then at me, and asks, “You sure about this?”

“Go for it! Pretend I’m not here and do whatever feels natural.”

Owen didn’t wait for my confirmation and is slowly stroking his boner with his eyes fixed on Audrey’s body. Evan starts going to town too, and Audrey switches her gaze between the two identical boys in their intimate act of self-pleasure.

After a few moments, their moans start to increase, and I can see Audrey is entirely into it. I’m standing between her legs and move a bit closer. She doesn’t seem to notice, and I bring my camera within a few inches of her probing fingers and spread pussy lips.

It’s an extremely lewd picture, but judging by the pressure inside my pants, also a scorching hot one. Since I’m down at their feet, I snap close-up shots from both fist-wrapped boners, and no one seems to notice me doing this.

I feel a steady flow of precum oozing out of my rock-hard boner and an incredible urge to join their masturbation session. But the desire to document all this is stronger, so I just keep on snapping away.

“Oohhh… oohhh… I’m…” Owen starts moaning.

I quickly get closer to him and make sure to have his midsection in the frame. It starts just below his balls and ends around his belly button. In the background, Audrey’s hand on her pussy is blurry but clearly visible.

“Aaahhh…” Owen moans and holds his dick firmly at the base.

I press the shutter button, and my camera starts taking shot after shot in burst mode. The moment his cum starts shooting from his dick, I hear Evan moan too, but I don’t want to miss anything of this hot boy’s ejaculation.

Owen lets go of his dick, and I take a few more pics from his leaking boner and the three small puddles of cum on his belly.

Evan’s moans increase, so I get to my feet, adjust the frame and focus, and make sure I don’t miss his cum. This overview shot of the three young bodies with one of the boys shooting his sperm, and the other with traces of his own cum on his belly, is beyond hot. I notice Audrey has stopped the action between her legs and is focused on both shooting boys.

I know she must be horny as hell by now because I am too, and I haven’t even touched myself. After Evan is done cumming, he lays there panting like an old dog with his eyes shut. Audrey glances over to Owen, who lays next to her with a big grin on his face but still enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm.

Audrey winks at me, smirks, and moves her head down to Owen’s midsection. I hold the camera in front of my face again, so I won’t miss a thing from what Audrey is planning.

As she starts licking the cum from Owen’s body, he looks down at his belly with a surprised look on his face. But when Audrey grabs his dick and matter-of-factly slides her mouth over it, his eyes grow wide as saucers, and my camera doesn’t stop shooting.

“There. All clean,” she says to Owen after his dick pops free from her mouth.

When she moves over to Evan to do the same, Evan’s eyes fly open the moment she licks around his belly button and moans loudly when his dick enters her mouth.

After she’s done, she looks at me and asks, “Is it okay if I wanna do more?”

“Of course, Lil’ Bit! But they have to agree too,” I say and nod my head toward the two bronzed, naked and hard Adonises.

She doesn’t wait for an answer and throws herself at Owen. She gives him a firm hug and crawls on top of him with her legs on each side of his body and her wet pussy mere inches above his hard dick.

She leans down, looks him in the face, and starts kissing him pretty hardcore. I stand at their feet, and seeing Owen’s boner so close to Audrey’s pussy, makes me realize she’s not leaving this island as a virgin.

Evan is looking at the two, and he just smiles. There’s not even a hint of jealousy on his face, just lust and affection. Then, moments later, I see Audrey gripping her legs firmly around Owen’s hips, and she rolls to her left, taking Owen with her.

Audrey is back at her initial spot, but now Owen is lying on top of her in a traditional missionary position. The sexual tension in the air is palpable, but none of the three kids seem to notice. Audrey gently directs Owen’s face toward one of her tits, and once Owen gets the idea, his face moves down, and he latches on to Audrey’s left boob.

Once his lips close around her hard, pointy nipples, a big moan escapes her lips, and she pushes her chest forward. Encouraged by this, Owen starts alternating between her left and right boob, and his whole body wiggles on top of Audrey.

By now, Owen’s dick is a bit further away from Audrey’s pussy, but it’ll only take a little movement to line him up. So I decide to keep standing at their feet to have the best seat in the house. I keep snapping some pictures, and as Evan starts moving too, I focus on his face.

Audrey looks to her right and sees Evan closing in. She grabs Owen’s head to urge him on to keep sucking her tits, and she turns her head toward Evan, and they start kissing furiously.

Evan turns to his side and needs a place to put his arm. So he moves it on top of his brother’s back but pulls back the moment he realizes it’s his brother. I laugh inwardly at this and figure we need to quickly do something about this apprehension. It isn’t the time or place to do it now, but I want to see these two get busy too at one time, but I know we need to take it slowly at the moment.

After a few minutes of this hot action, Audrey and Evan stop kissing, and she looks down at the tit-sucking boy. A sly smile appears in the corner of her mouth, and she starts pulling at Owen’s hair. He looks up at her and immediately gets the idea. He moves up on Audrey’s body to start kissing her again.

I zoom in between their legs, and as his dick inches closer and closer to her pussy, I feel a tingle in my balls and realize my precum is oozing out in a steady flow. When Owen’s dick slides up over Audrey’s dripping pussy, both kids moan loudly into each other’s mouths. Audrey’s hands grab both his ass cheeks, and she squeezes them tightly.

Owen’s dick slides back down, and I can see its underside is coated with Audrey’s juices. He instinctively slides back up, but the top of his dick gets caught in Audrey’s entrance. The moment this happens, he stops and immediately sits back on his feet, leaving Audrey with a questioning look on her face.

Owen gets up, and I can see tears forming in his eyes, but I don’t have a clue why. He steps back, and as a tear flows down his cheek, he stammers, “I… I didn’t mean to… I wasn’t… I’m sorry, Audrey!”

Audrey props herself up on her elbows and looks questionably at Owen. I step in, put a hand around his shoulder, and hold him close to me.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” I softly say to him.

“But… I was about to… fuck her!” he whispers back, already a bit calmer.

“Yeah. You were,” Audrey says and smiles at the troubled boy.

“See?” Owen responds and looks at me with big eyes.

“But I want you to fuck me!” Audrey continues, alternating her look between the twins.

“You do?” Owen says as I feel his shoulders relax.

I let go of Owen and step a bit closer to Audrey. She smiles broadly, and the look on the boys’ faces is one of disbelief.

“Yeah. Audrey and I talked about it, and as long as everyone is doing this out of their free will and no one is forced, I don’t see why you guys shouldn’t do it.”

“Really?” both boys reply simultaneously.

“Haha! Really!” Audrey laughs. “It’s my first time too, and I know you’ll be careful and won’t hurt me.”

“Of course we won’t hurt you!” Owen exclaims, and I notice his dick has gone soft.

“You’re good. Don’t worry! And uh… I know I want to have sex with you!” Evan says excitedly. “You, Dude?” he asks his brother.

“I… uh… yeah. Me too!” Owen replies, a little more hesitant.

“You wanna continue, or do you want me to go first?” Evan asks, his boner twitching with anticipation.

Owen looks down at his soft dick and then at his brother’s. Audrey has an ‘I don’t care’ look on her face and is beaming with anticipation.

“You do it, Dude. You’re the oldest, so I guess it’s your birthright,” he chuckles.

As Evan scoots over to Audrey and settles his body between her legs, she extends her arms toward Owen and says, “Come here!”

Owen gets on his knees next to Audrey, and they hug tightly. Audrey kisses him firmly on his lips while Evan has the decency to wait for them to finish.

“Will you hold my hand? I’m a bit nervous,” she softly asks Owen after they break their kiss.

Owen grabs her hand as his brother lowers himself down on top of Audrey’s body. I position myself in a spot where I can see the penetration and keep a good look at Audrey’s face to check on how she’s doing.

“Now what?” Evan asks insecurely after laying his lower body down on Audrey’s but keeping his torso away from her with his hands on the blanket.

“Just hug, kiss, and rub your bodies against each other. You’ll both know when you’re ready. Just take your time,” I say soothingly.

Evan lowers his face and starts kissing Audrey. She puts her free hand on his back but quickly moves it down to cup his firm little ass.

As Evan’s dick slides up and down over Audrey’s soaking wet, slippery pussy, they start moaning loudly. After a few moments of this, Audrey’s hand leaves Evan’s ass and moves between them, where she grabs Evan’s dick. I see her lining him up while Evan holds still and sucks in a breath when his dickhead touches the entrance of Audrey’s pussy. I quickly take a few pics before saying, “Push it in slowly, Evan. And try to relax, Lil’ Bit!”

I feel torn between two feelings. Watching these preteen kids lose their virginities is extremely hot and sexy. But my inner caretaker wants to protect Audrey from it. Thankfully, my mind tells me there’s no need to worry. Audrey wants this, and the boy taking her virginity is lovely and caring. So I keep telling myself there’s no need to worry.

As I watch Evan’s butt muscles tighten, his twelve-year-old cock slowly slides inside Audrey’s equally preteen pussy.

“Oohhh!” I hear both kids moan.

Audrey’s hand is back on squeezing Evan’s ass, and Owen is watching wide-eyed at what’s happening in front of him.

“I feel you slide in… Ahhhh!” Audrey moans while panting heavily and spreading her legs even further.

“Oohhhh… this… I… ohhh, Audrey!” Evan grunts.

I see he’s all the way inside Audrey’s pussy now, and he’s holding perfectly still. I quickly take close-up shots from between their legs where their genitals are merged into one.

“I… oohhh…” Audrey pants.

As I get up to take pictures of their faces, Evan looks at me and asks between pants, “Do I move it out now?”

“Yeah. But not completely out. Leave the tip inside. And then back in,” I smile, glad to assist these wonderful kids during their first intercourse.

Owen is still holding on to Audrey’s hand, which is adorable, but I signal with my head to let it go and softly say, “Let them enjoy this together. I’ve got a feeling you’re next.”

Audrey’s look is a bit unfocused, and her mouth is slightly open, which are both good signs. All the time, I kept one eye on Audrey’s face to see how she’s doing, but it’s clear she’s enjoying every second of it up until now.

After hearing me talking to Owen, she looks at him and nods. But before she can say anything, her eyes cross, and another loud moan escapes her lips.

I look down and see Evan already pushed back and is all the way inside her again. I watch him move and see he’s moving in and out very slowly. The look on Audrey’s face is one of pure bliss, but I can also see a hint of frustration.

“You can move faster. You won’t break her,” I say as I look at him, following a drop of sweat from his forehead down his cheek.

“I can?” he asks, looking down at Audrey.

“OH YES! PLEASE!” she almost shouts.

Needing no more encouragement, Evan starts picking up the pace, slapping his pelvis hard against Audrey’s. Seeing their bare pubes mash together, I know I have to take shots of that too. So I put my camera in front of my face, and I take a series of burst shots of three in-and-out motions from Evan.

But hearing him moan, I know he won’t last much longer, so I take my position to take shots of both their faces when he cums inside a girl for the very first time.

“Oh… oh… oh… AAHHH!” Evan shouts and pushes firmly inside Audrey for one last time, where he holds perfectly still.

It doesn’t take a genius to realize what’s happening, and I’m recording it all with my camera. Audrey looks up at Evan with a big grin across her face, but I see she isn’t cumming yet. As Evan’s ass cheeks relax, I see him catching his breath, and as he opens his eyes, a huge grin spreads across his face too.

“That was AWESOME!” he exclaims and gives Audrey a tender kiss on her lips.

“Yeah! This is amazing!” Audrey says and looks all hyped at me.

“You gotta try it too, Dude!” Evan says while looking at his brother.

When he realizes what he’s saying, he glances down at Audrey with a guilty look on his face and stammers, “I mean… if that’s okay with you, of course…”

“Yeah! Of course! Move over, Evan!” Audrey says, nodding furiously.

I look at Owen, and I’m glad to see he’s ready for it. His young dick stands up proudly from his groin, and his nervousness seems to be gone. Evan slides back on the blanket, and his glistening dick has gone a little soft, but not by much.

As Owen crawls between Audrey’s spread legs, she extends her arms to give him another firm hug. Owen gets the hint, lays himself down on her, and they passionately kiss each other. His hips are grinding again, and his hard dick is inches away from Audrey’s opening.

This time, he doesn’t waste any time and starts humping against her. I see Audrey’s flushed face, and within seconds, she reaches down between their bodies to line up the second dick within minutes that’s ready to enter her.

“Ready?” she asks with a hoarse voice while placing her hands on his butt.

Evan sits down next to me, and his glistening, half-hard dick looks delicious. It takes me a bit of willpower to prevent me from licking it clean, but the spectacle in front of us is enough to keep me from molesting this wonderful boy.

“Just do it, Dude!” Evan says with a comforting voice.

“Oooohhhhh!!” Owen moans as he starts sliding in.

His tight butt pushes down, and I scoot over to get another pic of young, joined genitals. Since Owen paid attention when his brother lost his virginity, he starts pulling back once he’s completely inside. This makes for another great series of pics. Right then and there, I realize that watching preteen kids fuck for the first time in their lives is something I’ll never grow tired of. Despite this realization, I know that my main focus is documenting how another young boy loses his virginity.

Before I know it, he’s pistoning in and out of Audrey’s pussy, and as their bare pubes slap against each other, loud moans come from both their throats. Owen lasts a bit longer than his brother, but after a little over a minute, I hear low grunts coming from his throat and the force of his thrusts increases.

But when I look at Audrey, I see a familiar look on her face. As Owen pushes in firmly for his last thrust, I see her eyes cross, and her body shakes.

“AAAHHHH!!” she practically screams and digs her fingertips firmly in Owen’s ass cheeks.

“HUHHH…” is the low groan coming from Owen’s throat.

I take close-up shots of Owen’s face as his orgasm hits him. The look on his face is absolutely priceless, and I feel a sense of pride and gratitude for being able to witness and document this.

“This is hot!” Evan whispers beside me, and I notice he’s hard again, wishing I was still his age.

“Yeah!” I whisper back and continue taking pictures.

Owen buries his head between Audrey’s neck and shoulder, and they both lay there panting heavily as they try to regain their breaths.

“Oh! I feel some sperm leaking out!” Audrey giggles.

I quickly move between their legs and take the best pictures of the entire session. Owen’s dick is buried inside Audrey’s pussy. Above his tight ballsack and around his dick, some sperm leaks out, dribbling toward Audrey’s ass, and some drip on the blanket.

“Are you okay?” Owen asks after a few moments.

“I’m more than okay!” Audrey exclaims, hugs Owen, and indicates Evan to join them.

As the three of them hug each other, I make sure to capture this affectionate moment of joy between them. After a few moments, Owen pulls back and lies down next to Audrey. Evan joins him on her other side, and as they lay there relaxing in the shade, I snap the last pic of the session and sit down on the blanket.

“How was it, Lil’ Bit?”

“It’s absolutely amazing! It didn’t hurt AT ALL! They were careful. I do feel a bit stretched down there, but in a good way. And it’s even better than when you eat me out!” she blabbers on, holding her hand in front of her mouth the moment she realizes what she said.

I glance over at both boys, and they just smile. Then, Owen winks at me and says, “We figured you did some of this together. And I get it… she’s just too cute.”

“Yeah… uhm… we’ll… you know you can’t talk about all this, right?” I ask, feeling a bit of panic about it.

“Of course! Don’t worry, Mr. H. Your secret is safe with us!” Evan says reassuringly.

“Yeah. You’re the coolest guy we know, so just chill, okay?” Owen adds.

“Thanks, guys! Who’s hungry?” I ask, trying to change the subject and not make a big fuss about their first fucks.

The kids get dressed as I put my camera gear in my bag, and we grab our stuff. The three of them are chatting excitedly about how it felt and how much they liked it. But once we clear the line of trees and walk toward the cabin, their conversation is back to video games and movies they like, as if nothing weird has happened.

* * *

“The shower is free,” Audrey says, walking in while drying her hair.

Evan gets up, and as he walks by Audrey, he openly checks out her naked body, which causes Audrey to smile seductively.

We’re sitting on the porch with a table filled with dirty dishes. We’ve had an excellent spaghetti and meatball dinner, which was gratefully devoured by the four of us. I drank almost four glasses of white wine during dinner, which is more than I usually drink. But figuring it’s a sort of holiday and the chill vibe I’m getting from the kids and the island, I figured I could do this for once. I’m feeling relaxed, and as I watch the beach, the ocean, and the setting sun, I feel privileged to be here with these three amazing kids.

I’m in my swimming trunks and a shirt, Owen put on his underwear after his shower, but I think he’s regretting it when he sees Audrey staying naked. Surprisingly, there’s absolutely no one on the beach at this time of day, so I don’t care how the kids are dressed.

“Sooo… you ate her out…” Owen says out of the blue, and a big grin is plastered across his face.

I feel a slight panic building up inside, but luckily, Audrey comes to the rescue.

“Yeah. He did. And I gave him a blowjob. It’s fantastic!” she says without any expression other than compassion for me on her face.

“I thought so… I want to learn how to do that too,” Owen responds.

I simply smile, but Audrey sees an opportunity, so she says, “If you want to learn how to do more sex stuff, you can try it with me. Scott can help us if we have questions.” she says extremely enthusiastically.

“Really! Can I?” Owen says surprised, and looks at me.

“Like I said earlier, as long as everyone involved is okay with it, I don’t see a problem,” I respond, glad we’re not talking about me eating out Audrey anymore.

“I want to learn everything!” Owen says like an absolute stud with the emphasis on everything and asks, “What else can we do?”

I see him looking at me and see Audrey’s questioning expression too. So I figure I might as well be honest and name it all.

“There’s intercourse, or fucking, obviously. There’s oral like a blowjob or eating out a girl. Anal, of course. You can do a threesome…” I say and see Evan coming onto the porch, naked as the day he was born.

“Or foursome…” he simply says, looking at me as he sits down at the table with his damp hair.

“Of course!” Audrey says as if she just had an epiphany.

“Yeah!” Owen adds. “You should join us!”

“Uhm… I can’t… I mean… you are… uhm…” I stammer.

“Oh! You promised you’d think about it!” Audrey whines.

“Look,” I say seriously to all three of them, “I’m basically Audrey’s parent in the eyes of the law. And you guys are at an age where no judge will have mercy on me. So I just can’t,” I say as I try to be as serious as possible.

Owen looks questionably at me, and after a few moments, he says, “But no one but the four of us will know.”

“Yeah!” Evan chips in, “I think it’ll be fun, and you can teach us a whole lot! I’d love to do all the stuff you just said!”

“See?” Audrey says with a big smirk across her face.

“I don’t know…” I try, but my straining boner is betraying me as these three kids are practically begging me to have sex with them.

I know I should say no. My mind tells me I shouldn’t do it. But my heart tells me something else. I glance over at Audrey and realize I can still protect her, even when we’ve had sex. It feels like a wall crumbling down around my inhibitions, and as more of that wall goes down, the more I feel the excitement of joining these three kids’ sexual development.

I remember the joys I’ve had with Glenn and how it helped me become the person I am today. And when that realization hits me, I make a deal with myself to keep everything as safe, pleasant, and open as Glenn did with me. With that promise in the back of my mind, I can practically hear the last bit of the wall crumble, and a smile forms around my mouth.

As Audrey sees this, she gets up, and as she straddles my waist, both boys get up too and stand on either side of me. I see Owen dropping his boxers as Evan gently guides my right hand and lays it on his semi-hard dick.

I feel his dick grow to full mast in my hand, and I can’t help but squeeze it. As I look up at his face, he just smiles hornily down at me. While Audrey presses her pussy down on my now rock-hard boner, Owen grabs my hand and guides it to his boner. Once I realize the situation I’m in, with two preteen boners in my hands, and a naked girl squirming in my lap, I feel the very last of my inhibitions float away.

“Alright. But not here out in the open,” I hear myself whisper.

“YEAH!” both boys say simultaneously and high-five each other.

“YESSS!” Audrey says loudly and kisses me hard on my lips, grinding herself firmly against my mid-section.

I can’t stop fiddling with the two boners in my hands, and for a moment, nobody moves. Then, reluctantly let go of Evan and Owen’s rock-hard and amazing dicks, and gently push the naked preteen girl from my lap. The moment I get to my feet, Audrey and Owen start working on my trunks, but I push them away long enough so that we can all get inside the cabin and close the door behind us. Small hands attack me again, and my swimsuit lies crumbled at my feet within seconds. Meanwhile, Evan is taking off my shirt, and as he throws it into a corner, I’m as naked as the kids, and another boner joins the team.

Audrey starts walking toward our bedroom but is quickly chased by the twins who run by her. And as they round the corner, I see their boners flopping around, which causes Audrey to giggle.

They jump on the bed, and as I enter the bedroom, they’ve turned around and sit on the bed on their knees, looking expectantly at me.

“What can we do?” Owen asks.

“I wanna do everything!” Audrey says, eyeing the boners around her.

“Can we do anal?” Evan asks practically at the same time.

Owen looks questionably at his brother, who blushes once he realizes what he said. But he keeps looking at me, and I can see he isn’t kidding and seems interested in it.

“We’ll do it all. Don’t worry,” I respond with a warm smile and wink toward Evan. “Probably anal too, and I promise you’ll love it! I’m not sure if it’ll fit, but just the trying will be fun!”

“Okay…” is Owen’s tentative response, but I see him already opening up to the idea.

“Let’s do blowjobs!” Audrey exclaims after a few moments, drops to her knees in front of Evan, and motions me to do the same with his brother.

This is it. I’m going to do it, and I can’t wait to have this hard, young cock in my mouth. So I drop to my knees too, sit shoulder to shoulder with Audrey, and look at the throbbing boner in front of my eyes. Then, without hesitation and without counting down, Audrey and I dive in at the exact same moment.

I grab Owen’s boner by its base, open my mouth and let it slide in between my lips. The moment my tongue hits the underside of his glans, I instinctively know I did the right thing. The low moans above us bring a smile to my face. I glance over at Audrey, and I can see her smiling too, as she’s checking me out from the corner of her eyes. This only lasts a few moments, and as I’m getting into blowing this young, hot boy, I want nothing more than to feel his cum shoot in my mouth and swallow everything he has to give to me.

I’m really getting into it, and as my lips rub over the stiff shaft with low moans and grunts coming from the boy above me, Audrey lets go of Evan’s cock. The smacking sound of her mouth leaving his cock, and the deep sigh coming from Evan makes me glance over at the two kids to my left. I’m not ready to let this young, tasty cock leave my mouth, so I slightly turn my head and let my tongue caress his glans.

“Time to switch!” Audrey exclaims excitedly and gets to her feet.

Only because I know I’ll have another hard cock in my mouth within seconds, I let Owen’s dick slip from my mouth. I scoot over to my left, where I see my bag standing against the wall and within reach.

“Lie down on your back,” I say to Evan as I reach inside.

After a bit of probing around, I find what I’m looking for. I pull out the can of coconut oil and put it down on the floor between Evan’s feet, who’s oblivious to my actions.

I don’t want to waste any time, so I grab his spit-covered glistening boner and slip my mouth around it. Then, with my free hand, I quietly pop off the cap from the can of oil and scoop up a glob of it on my fingers.

As my head bobs up and down, I slowly move my finger toward Evan’s anus. I increase my tongue action to distract him a bit. The moment my slick finger touches his anus, it immediately slides in a little, which causes Evan to moan loudly, and his boner twitches furiously in my mouth.

“Ooohhhh!!” he moans and presses his ass down on my slippery finger.

“More?” I simply ask as I take my mouth off his dick just long enough to ask this and immediately put my mouth around it again.

“Yessss. Oooohhh yesss!” Evan groans.

Judging by how relaxed his sphincter already is, I figure I can use two fingers easily. So I quickly extract my finger to scoop up another glob but with two fingers this time, which causes Evan to groan from emptiness.

The moment I press my two fingers against him, he’s basically begging me to stick them inside. So I keep my tongue action active and slowly but steadily slide two fingers inside this angelic boy.

“Hhmmm…” he groans, and I feel his muscles relax under my probing fingers.

This boy is a natural! I don’t have to tell him to relax or push back. I slide in easily, and before I know it, I’m all the way inside. As I start moving them in and out, his hard dick twitches in my mouth each time I hit his prostate. So I focus on that and keep lapping away under and over his glans.

When his hands grab my hair and his moans turn into high-pitched grunts, I know he’s cumming. I can’t wait to taste him, so I increase both speed and intensity as he starts lifting his ass off the mattress.

There’s one last loud grunt, and as his fingers dig into my skull, I feel his hard cock fatten even more, and the moment his ass muscles clench tightly around my fingers, I feel the sweet, young boy nectar fill my mouth.

Four spurts of watery cum fill my mouth. It isn’t too much to handle, and I let the sweet and light fluid go through my mouth as I savor its taste. Moments later, his body starts relaxing, and as his ass hits the mattress again, only a slow dribble of cum comes out of his cock, which I eagerly lap up.

I reluctantly swallow it and retract my fingers from his ass, making sure to stimulate his prostate as much as I can. Evan isn’t entirely with us yet, so I glance over at the action to my right.

Audrey’s head is bobbing up and down on Owen, and judging by his moans and the similar way he lifts his ass off the bed, I realize he’s close. I move over, kneel behind Audrey and start pinching her nipple while my other hand searches for her sopping pussy.

Audrey doesn’t react and just keeps on sucking Owen. I rub my dick between her ass cheeks as I start fingering her while looking over her shoulder at one heck of an erotic sight. After a few more seconds, Owen’s hands dig into Audrey’s hair, and as his high-pitched moan fills the room, it’s clear he’s cumming too.

I let Audrey suck him dry, and I slow down my action on her pussy and tits. I glance over at Evan and see him looking at his brother’s orgasm, with a sheepish grin all over his face. I get up and lie down on the bed between the twins, thinking about what to do next. I’m still uncertain if I should fuck Audrey, but judging by how easy Evan opened up his boy pussy and how eager he is to do anal, I make up my mind to at least fuck him, and maybe his brother too.

I feel a hand wrap around my boner as I’m contemplating this. I glance down and see Evan looking down at my dick and sizing it up. I look at him and smile.

“Are you sure it’ll fit?” he asks with a bit of uncertainty as he squeezes my boner.

“Yeah. It’ll definitely fit. I had the same doubts when Glenn and I did it for the first time.”

I feel the bed move, and Audrey squeezes herself between Owen and me. Owen clearly recovered from his orgasm minutes ago because he wastes no time and starts feeling up Audrey’s tits, which causes her to purr softly.

“Why don’t you try it, Evan?” she asks with an eager grin across her face.

“You sure?” he asks quietly, looking me in my face.

“You’ll love it! And if it hurts, we’ll just stop and do something else. No worries!” I soothingly say.

“Uhm… can I… uhh…” Owen stammers with a blush spreading out over his face and upper chest.

Audrey looks at him and immediately gives him a tight hug. “Of course you can!” she chirps, “right, Scott?”

“Sure! We just need to lube you up too!”

“But… isn’t it… gay?” he stammers again.

“So?” Audrey asks as if Owen just asked the stupidest question ever. “You can always stick it in me again later, so I doubt it being too gay!”

That seems to do the trick. Owen simply nods and asks, “How do I lube up?”

Without answering, I drop to my knees and grab the can of coconut oil. A few loud moans and a couple of minutes later, I think he’s lubed up enough. I glance over at Audrey and Evan and see they decided to kill time by Frenching and groping around. As they’re occupied, I figure I might as well lube Evan up even more, which he, judging by his moans, doesn’t mind too much.

“Get on all fours. It’ll be easier that way,” I say to Evan, who immediately breaks the kiss and gets on his hands and knees.

“Can I watch?” Audrey asks as she gets to her knees.

“Of course, Lil’ Bit,” I say, as I realize I’m tremendously turned by both the audience as devirginizing the twins’ asses.

“And what do I do?” Owen asks, and he wants to be fucked badly, too, judging by how he looks.

“Why don’t you do it too? I’ll switch between you two.” I turn to Audrey. “Lil’ Bit?”

“What is it?”

“Sit between them on the bed, and… uhm… make sure their… dicks get some attention,” I smile, knowing how much she likes to handle a dick, let alone two at once.

She sits between the boys and has a great view of what I’m about to do. Her hands reach down, and judging by the moans, grips their dicks and starts toying with them. As she’s smiling from ear to ear, I grab the oil and lube up my rock-hard and twitching dick.

“Ready?” I ask, and after a timid nod from Evan, I press my glans against his rosebud and whisper, “Try to relax and push back a little. If you want me to stop, just say the word, okay?”

After another wordless nod, I start applying more pressure. With some effort, my dickhead slips in and is engulfed by his warm rectum. I know the worst part is already over, so I ask, “You okay?”

“Ohhh… yeah! This is… hmmm…” he moans, and I see Audrey’s eyes wide open, and her hands stop moving.

A simple nod from my head gets her moving again, and I can see Owen glancing at his brother to size him up. Seeing him smile is all the encouragement I need to push and slide in further. I grab his boyish hips to steady myself and feel his ass muscles clench and relax as I move in. This boy is a pro, and I almost can’t believe he’s never done this before.

It takes me a few in and out motions during my entrance, but before long, I’ve got no more dick left to slide in and feel my balls rest against his small, hairless sack.

“This is it,” I hear myself pant. “Still good?”

“Oohhh… yeah! This is… hmm…” he moans, clearly enjoying it.

“This is so hot!” Audrey whispers as she is slowly jacking him off, and her eyes focused on where our bodies merged.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” I say to Evan as I gently squeeze his ass.

“Yessss… please!”

As I slide out, I feel my dickhead rub against something. His loud moan and clenching muscles make me realize it’s his prostate. I’ve never felt it so prominent before in my life, but it’s a big turn-on knowing how much we both enjoy this.

As the boiling inside my balls is building, I realize I need to do something to prevent myself from popping off inside this fabulous preteen ass. A quick glance at the other exposed boy gives me an idea.

“It’s your brother’s turn,” I hoarsely say.

As I slide out, Evan moans a bit, but seeing the way he looks excitedly at his brother, shows love and excitement for both of them.

“This is fucking amazing!” he says to his nervous-looking brother.

I lube up some more and stand behind Owen, with my glistening glans pressed against his opening. He inhales sharply at the contact, so I grab him by his small waist and say, “Remember to relax, and you’re fine!”

Obviously lost for words, he nods with his eyes locked with his brother. Audrey starts milking him faster to distract him, which is my cue to enter another tight butthole. Looking down at his bronzed ass and seeing my stiff dick slowly sliding in almost makes me cum. But during the switch, my level of arousal dropped enough to keep me going.

After a few minutes, I’m fully buried into Owen, who moans and nods furiously at his twin brother.

“Fuck! This… ahhh… is… ahh… fucking ama… zing…”

As I move in and out, I feel the same spot hitting my glans. Each time I rub against it, the moans get louder. I feel Owen’s ass tighten, and I want to postpone his orgasm. So I switch back to his brother and enter him with ease, and another loud moan fills the room.

Audrey’s action is down to a simple massage. That much is clear from my point of view. And I don’t think either boy minds. Because when I pick up the pace with Evan, he starts pushing his ass back at me with each inward thrust, making our fucking session more intense.

I switch back to Owen, and after I fucked him for about a minute, and I’m sliding back in his brother, I’m amazed by my stamina. But I blame that on my focus on making it a pleasant first fuck for the boys and the amount of wine I drank already.

“Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! I’m… ohh… ohhh…” Evan moans, and the tension of his ass muscles increases to a point it’s almost too tight.

I keep pistoning in and out when he suddenly freezes and lets out a high-pitched groan. I feel his prostate move on the underside of my dick, and the “Ahh… yesss!” from Audrey is the definitive confirmation he’s cumming.

I let him enjoy his orgasm for a few moments before I pull out and sink into Owen, where my balls slap against his. He’s clearly on the edge too, because it only takes me about ten or eleven fucks for him to grunt with the same high-pitched moan. It’s almost a carbon copy of his brother’s cum, and I hold perfectly still to allow him the same satisfaction.

Both boys collapse on the bed with their asses sticking up. I grab some wet wipes, discretely but thoroughly clean my dick, and throw them in the trash can. Audrey is looking at me with the horniest face I’ve seen on her up until now, and her pleading eyes say it all.

“Will you… stick it in me now? Please?” she beggingly whispers, causing both boys to turn their heads and look expectantly at me.

The hormones must be clouding my brain because I hear myself whisper, “Lie on your back, Lil’ Bit,” and I step forward, gripping my boner at the base.

“Really?” she asks excitedly as she moves back on the bed, lies her head on the pillow, and looks at me with an expression I haven’t seen before.

The twins move back a bit and almost simultaneously pop up their heads on their hands, looking down at Audrey. As I’m looking at the gloriously sexy young girl on the bed looking expectantly at me, I suppress the urge to simply fuck her brains out. I know I have to be tender and gentle to make our first time together a pleasurable and memorable experience.

“Really!” I reply warmly as I smile at her excited face.

Her smile quickly turns into a horny and serious look. The eagerness is so apparent that even a blind man can see it.

“Spread your legs, Lil’ Bit,” I whisper as I get on the bed.

The moment she spreads her legs, I get between them and lie my body gently on hers. I make sure the tip of my dick is touching her pussy lips, and the weight of my body presses it down between her folds.

I look down at her anxious face and feel nothing but love for this wonderful girl. As I lean down to kiss her, she wraps her arms around me and slightly opens her mouth. The moment our lips touch, it’s like a bolt of electricity shoots through me.

The moments our tongues make contact, we both moan into each other’s mouths, and my hips start moving involuntarily. We kiss passionately, and every time my dickhead touches her clit, Audrey moans louder and digs her finger deeper into my back.

I lift my face, reach down to grab my throbbing boner, and look her in the eyes. For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m communicating with someone on a spiritual level instead of with words. She doesn’t even have to nod for me to know she’s ready. I can see it in her eyes.

So as I line myself up, I make sure to keep eye contact. The moment I push and feel the folds of her pussy give way, she sucks in a deep breath. I freeze for a second, but I push further when I see she’s okay. As I’m about halfway inside her wonderfully soft and velvety love canal, her eyes cross, she arches her back and lifts her head back.

“Ooohh…” is the deep, low grunt that comes from her throat.

Her fingers grab me even firmer as I keep sliding in. I don’t have to pull back even once to make the entrance easier on her. She is so wet and slippery that there’s almost no resistance, only a firm grip around my hard dick.

The moment I’m in all the way, I feel the tip of my dick touch her inside. And as my balls touch her ass, they start to tingle with anticipation. Audrey tries focusing on me, and once she manages to do that, she smiles and whispers, “Finally… aaahh…”

Right at that moment, I just know I’m doing the right thing. Despite our pseudo-father-daughter relationship, despite her age, and despite the fear of molesting her, I just know. And I know this isn’t a fluke but a deep, soulmate-like connection we’re building.

I manage to stay perfectly still, and I lean down to kiss her again. This time, she returns the kiss with passionate enthusiasm. She keeps moaning, and her probing tongue is almost violently moving around.

“Ahh… do it, Scott!” she moans between kisses, still unable to use dirty words, even now.

I slowly pull back, and I feel her pussy muscles gripping my dick in an attempt to keep me in. But as I push back in and she arches her back again, the grip around my dick feels even better.

“Oohhh…” we moan simultaneously.

I know that the twins are watching us in the back of my head, but due to this intense psychological connection during our first fuck, it’s tuned out completely, and the only two people in the world that matter are Audrey and me.

I keep a slow and steady rhythm, so I know I can last a little longer. But judging by the trashing young girl below me, I don’t need to last very much longer.

I place one hand against her cheek as I keep using slow but firm thrusts. Her eyes lock on mine the moment I do this, but her gaze is off. Her shallow, ragged breath is also a clear indicator of what is about to happen.

The familiar buildup is snowballing inside my body, and I’m approaching my peak at lightning speed. I push with another firm thrust, and by now, only a low gurgle comes out of her mouth, and her pussy clenches hard around my cock. I slowly pull back and slide in firmly where my pubic bone mashes with hers. And that is when it happens.

“Aaaahhh! Aaahhhh! Ooooohhhh!” Audrey almost screams.

Her fingers dig into my back so deep it hurts. Her clenching pussy was tight before my last push, but now it feels like she’s milking me. I know I have to stop to give her time to enjoy it, but I’m one thrust away from cumming myself, so I slam it in one last time before my balls unload themselves, and I coat the insides of this wonderful girl.

This last thrust apparently did something to her too, because she’s grinding her pussy hard against me and her head keeps moving from left to right, and her body moves so violently, it’s almost like she’s having a seizure.

But this all barely registers as I feel spurt after spurt leave my dick and fill her up with it. My dickhead is pressed against her cervix, and in my head, I picture my cum shooting straight into her womb. This all adds to my orgasm, and I feel like I’m floating weightless in outer space.

After I come down a bit and look at the pure bliss on Audrey’s face, I slowly move my barely softening dick in and out to extend her pleasure. I’m not aiming for another orgasm, just a prolongation of her current one. Judging by her movements, this works flawlessly, but eventually, it dies down, and she looks at me with a more focused look on her face.

“I feel your… stuff inside,” she whispers.

I can’t help but smile and just nod. “I feel you gripping my penis,” I reply after her muscles contract softly.

“Really?” she giggles and clenches them again.

“Oohhh…” I moan to emphasize the point.

Audrey’s hands move up my back, and she looks at me with a deep, loving look.

“I love you!”

I can’t help it. I’m totally over the moon and hopelessly in love with this wonderful girl. Deep down, I knew this already, but now, right after our first lovemaking, I feel it strongly, and there’s no more denying it. So with all the love I have inside me, I softly say, “I love you too!”

I know, corny as hell, but so right at the moment. We tenderly start kissing each other, and after a few moments, I feel two boy bodies on either side of us, hugging us too in a big group hug.

“That was… sweet!” Evan whispers.

“Yeah, Dude! Sweet and hot!”

“Thanks!” I say without anything witty to say at that moment., “Let’s lie down, okay? Audrey is getting crushed this way.”

We all lie down on our backs and talk about what we have done so far. I’m thrilled to find out that all three of them feel free to talk about this subject. No more silly giggles when someone mentions a dick or something. They talk openly about what they like and what they wanna do. Eventually, the talk dies down a bit, and I notice Audrey has trouble keeping her eyes open. I see Evan yawning too, and I whisper a soft “Goodnight,” which is the cue for all of us to close our eyes and call it a day. And what a day!

Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow
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P.S. The picture above this story is the one that started all this. This one gave me the inspiration for being the photographer behind the camera and all the possibilities that comes with it. Just so you know…


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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 14

Chapter 14 – Come to the island

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 14

“This is amazing!” I said as Glenn, Gloria, and I entered the apartment.

I immediately ran over to the balcony to enjoy the view we had of the ocean. As the soft, warm breeze touched my skin and the sunset colored the sky red, I felt a weird calmness flow through my body.

“This view is great. Isn’t it, honey?” Gloria asked as she stood beside me on the balcony.

“Thank you guys SO much for taking me here with you!” I said and hugged Gloria tightly.

But the moment I realized I was hugging her tightly, I let go and stepped back a bit. “Sorry! I don’t want to hurt the baby,” I said, afraid she would be mad.

“Haha! Don’t worry, honey! It’s safe inside my belly. No need to worry that you’re going to hurt it.”

“Oh… I thought I’d…” I stammered and hugged Gloria tightly again.

“Right. Let’s finish unpacking. We’re invited over at Thiago’s for dinner. And believe me, you don’t want to miss that!” Gloria smiled.

So after we unpacked and I made the bed in my small room, we went out to Thiago. Glenn had rented a car so he could visit his old friends. Since it was a convertible, I insisted on driving with the top down. Glenn just smiled when Gloria pressed the button, and the roof automatically opened.

This was precisely how I always pictured a vacation. Having fun and doing all sorts of stuff you wouldn’t do at home. And all that with a nice, warm breeze in a new environment.

When we arrived at Thiago, a man looking about the same as Glenn came running with his arms spread and called out his name. The moment his body collided with Glenn, they hugged each other firmly with loud pads on their backs and shoulders.

Next, he greeted Gloria, and a woman joined him. After Glenn introduced me and I got hugged too, I learned that Thiago was Glenn’s best friend when they grew up. Finally, his wife, Maria, invited us over to the table where we had one of the best meals I ever had.

Glenn and Thiago shared a lot of childhood stories about all the mischief they did and got away with. All of them were having a good time, and I had to laugh at a lot of the funny stories too. Sometime during all of this, the conversation became more serious.

“If those idiots think they can take our island, they’re in for a treat!” Thiago said sternly.

“I know, T. But don’t do anything stupid, okay? I’m sure they’ll find a diplomatic solution and push back these Nicaraguans,” Glenn replied, and he sounded all serious now too.

I later learned that they barely avoided a full-blown civil war at that time by sending US troops to keep the peace. One of the outcomes of the peace negotiations was that a part of the island became a permanent part of Nicaragua

At the time, this didn’t register with me. I only noticed a lot of soldiers in the lesser part of the town and the graffiti sprayed on the buildings with all sorts of images I couldn’t place and text I couldn’t read.

I was getting pretty tired, and when Gloria saw me yawn, she announced it was time to head back to the apartment.

The following day was all about revisiting old friends. Again. And although these were all very friendly people, I was starting to get bored. So when we were sitting at the breakfast table the following morning, Gloria asked, “How about you and I doing something fun today while Glenn visits some more friends?”

“That sounds great!” I said enthusiastically, glad to do something else than being the fifth wheel on the wagon.

“An excellent plan!” Glenn said and looked at Gloria, “But is it okay if Scott and I do some shots on the beach for about one or two hours first? The light is fantastic this time of day.”

“Sure! That gives me time to plan something for us. Back here at ten?” Gloria asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Let’s go, Bud! We’re heading to the beach,” Glenn said as he got up and grabbed his camera bag from the cabin in the corner.

“Don’t I need my swimming trunks or something?”

“Nah. We don’t need them. But bring a beach towel just in case,” Glenn smiled and winked at me.

When we reached the beach entrance, Glenn pointed to the left. So after I took off my shoes and felt the dry sand between my toes, we started walking in that direction. Despite the already lovely weather, there weren’t many people on the beach. Before we started walking, I could see a couple and a man with his dog walking in the distance to our right, but other than that, we were alone.

To the left of us, old cabins were overlooking the ocean. The location was incredible, but these cabins looked old and worn. As far as I could see, none of them were occupied, which was a bit of a shame considering the fantastic spot on this beach.

“What’s with these cabins?” I asked Glenn.

“They were put here about a decade ago. But no one took care of them, so now they’re old and shabby.”

“Pitty,” I said.

“There’s the spot I was thinking about,” Glenn said after we walked some more and pointed toward a lush bush of tropical plants on the end of the beach, where the ocean crashed with mild waves at the shore.

“That looks nice!” I exclaimed, impressed by the tropical look I only saw in magazines up until now.

“I think it’s the most beautiful spot on the island,” Glenn said as he put down his camera bag.

As I put down the bag with the towel next to it, I asked, “What do you wanna shoot today?”

“I wanna do another Pyntar shoot today. But a little different than usual. Where most of these are single-shot images, I want to tell a story here,” he said, looking expectantly at me.

“Okay… and?” I asked, completely clueless about where this was going.

“On the island,” Glenn continued, “all beaches are clothing optional. You can be naked if you want to, but you don’t have to. I’ve seen families having fun on the beach completely naked, sitting next to another fully clothed group. And everything in between. No one cares.”

I must’ve looked stupid because he started laughing when Glenn looked at me. But, it didn’t make me feel uncomfortable at all because I knew he’d explain everything.

“Sorry, Bud. I guess I don’t make a lot of sense. I want to tell a story with multiple pictures. The story is about a boy on a beach,” he said, theatrically waving his hand to accentuate the location, “who discovers the joys of being naked outdoors. Or just in his undies,” Glenn quickly added.

“Oh,” I simply said, envisioning the shoot in my head already.

“That’s up to you, of course,” Glenn said, trying to size me up about being naked.

“So I need to do some acting for this shoot?”

“Acting is a big word. I want to tell a story with pictures this time. It’ll be a first for me too.”

“Sounds like fun! How do we do this?” I asked, excited to get going.

Glenn talked me through his plan, and after a few minutes, I walked toward the bush in my short blue sweat shorts and white t-shirt, with the bath towel around my neck. Glenn was behind me, snapping away already.

“Stop there and look around,” Glenn said while I was facing the ocean.

After a few pictures like this, Glenn told me to place the towel on the sand and to take off my shirt. Next, he asked to walk knee-deep into the ocean.

“Look at your pants. Try to look worried they’ll get wet,” Glenn instructed me as he was standing in the water next to me in his underwear and shirt.

I did just that and felt the tension inside build. I knew what was coming next, and I felt pretty excited. When I was back at the towel, I waited a few moments for Glenn to catch up and waited for further instructions.

“Slowly drop your sweats, Bud. I need to shoot both the pants and your face, so please take it slow.”

“Okay,” I mumbled, surprised that my dick was still soft.

After I kicked away my sweats, Glenn took a few close-up shots of the bulge in my tighty-whities.

“Look around shyly to check if no one is looking and hook your thumbs in the waistband,” is all I heard.

I did just that, and I felt incredibly naughty for what I was about to do. I didn’t know why, but I was still completely soft despite all this tension.

“Slowly pull them down…” Glenn softly said as he was snapping away.

The moment my dick was free from its confinement, I felt the warm breeze on it and realized how awesome it is to be naked on this beach.

After Glenn was done with the closeup from my dick, balls, and ass, he asked, “Can you stretch your body? That way, it’ll look like you’re enjoying this freedom even more.”

I turned my body toward the ocean, put my arms in the air, and stretched. Then, I casually wiggled my midsection so my dick was flopping gently from left to right.

“That’s awesome,” Glenn said to me. “Can you run around and do some exploring near these bushes?”

After pretending to play and discover, Glenn directed me to the ocean again. I got in, and with the water ending just below my balls, I looked into the distance. Glenn took his shots again, and as I went for a swim, he tried to follow me as far as possible. Eventually, I swam back toward him and almost touched the camera as I got closer.

“Lie down on the towel to let the wind and the sun dry you,” Glenn said as we walked out of the ocean.

“Do you want me to make my dick hard?” I asked as I looked down toward my shriveled dick and balls.

“Dick, huh? What happened to willie?” he chuckled.

“Michelle said I shouldn’t call it a willie anymore after… you know…”

“Haha! She’s right. You’ve got a real dick now! You’ve jerked, you’ve fucked, and you can shoot cum. Yeah. That sure qualifies as a dick to me,” Glenn said, ruffled my hair, and patted me on my butt.

“But do I?”

“Uhm… It would make some nice pictures if you decide to spank it…” Glenn smiled after he looked around and saw nobody even remotely close to us.

“We’ll see,” I smiled mischievously and walked over to the towel.

“Go for it,” Glenn said as he put the camera in front of his face.

I stood by the towel with my back toward Glenn. I stretched again and pretended to look around carefully. I already saw that we were completely alone at this end of the beach and felt my dick chub up a bit from the anticipation of what I was about to do. After a few moments, I kneeled and laid down on the towel on my back with my legs spread slightly and my hands folded behind my back. As I looked at the passing clouds and listened to Glenn’s camera clicking away, I let my mind drift to my actions with Michelle. The images of Michelle’s body below me quickly morphed into Becky’s naked body in front of my eyes, and I realized I was getting hard.

I noticed Glenn being close by to shoot as many pictures as possible of my growing member, which excited me even more. By the time I was fully hard, I was so horny that I just had to jack it. So as I gripped my hard dick and started sliding my fist up and down, I heard Glenn moan a soft, “Oh yeah…” and decided to give him a good show.

My right hand was finding a nice rhythm, but I wanted more this time. So I spread my legs further and let my left hand slide down between them. As my index finger started searching for my butthole, I saw Glenn move in the corner of my eye, and he walked over, so he looked up at me from between my legs. He got to his knees and moved even lower to a point where his camera was almost touching the sand.

Doing such a naughty act in a public place was an even bigger turn-on for me than I expected, and I realized I was starting to get close already. I let my finger press on my butthole and relaxed my muscles down there. This immediately caused the tip of my finger to enter me, and a surge of pleasure shot through me as it happened. I pressed down and felt my finger go even deeper until I touched a spot that sent off fireworks in my brain.

“OOHHHH!!!” I moaned loudly.

I sped up the motion of my right hand and started moving my finger in and out of my hole. As I did this, I heard myself moan and felt movement on the towel, realizing Glenn was taking all sorts of close-ups of my body during this wild jack-off session. But I didn’t care. I was so engrossed in jacking off I only paid attention to the good feelings in my lower body, with only the sound of the crashing waves resonating in my ears. Even if a marching band walked by, I probably wouldn’t even notice.

My fist and finger movement increased even more, and I felt I was about to cum. I wasn’t sure how I did it, but I managed to open my eyes and look straight into the camera and moaned, “I’m cumming…. Ohhhh… Shoot my… ahh… dick!”

Glenn’s camera moved away from my face and immediately focused on my dick. Then, with a last, loud moan, I felt the now-familiar movement inside my dick, and a moment later, I felt two warm drops of liquid land on my belly after my dick spasmed wildly in my gripping fist.

I needed some time to recover, but I had to remove my finger from my butt to relax more comfortably. So, with a deep sigh and a squishy sound, I retracted my finger, and I felt my anus and lower-body muscles relax. The warm wind over my body, the sound of the waves in the background, and the screaming seagull in the distance were so relaxing that I almost drifted off.

“That was awesome, Bud!” Glenn said as he sat down next to me on the towel, looking at my face and smiling.

I opened my eyes and smiled back. Then I looked down at my belly, where my softening dick was lying on my thigh, and I saw the two clear drops of cum. I scooped them up with my right index finger and brought it to my face. It looked very watery and not at all like Glenn’s cum. But I was extremely curious about the taste, so I opened my mouth, and the moment they activated my tastebuds, I was surprised by its taste. Glenn’s cum was salty and musky. But this was sweet and light.

“This tastes good!” I exclaimed, causing Glenn to chuckle.

“Yeah. Your cum tastes amazing!” he said and quickly moved his head down to lap up the remains my fingers didn’t pick up.

“That tickles!” I giggled as his tongue moved over my belly.

We sat there for a few more moments when Glenn asked, “You really like anal stimulation, don’t you?”

“I like what?”I asked, vaguely aware of what he was talking about.

“Sticking things up your butt,” he said bluntly while looking at me.

This caused me to blush a bit, and after a few moments, I just nodded.

“I told you before. There’s nothing wrong with that. I just want to warn you about what you stick inside. Look out for things with sharp edges. This might damage your insides. But stuff like a hairbrush handle or banana is perfectly fine. Just make sure you lube up and be careful.”

“Lube up? You mean like using grease or something?”

“Yeah. Something like that. Just make sure it’s based on natural ingredients and doesn’t contain any alcohol or other aggressive substances.”

“How do I know which is right?”

“When we get back home, I’ll buy the good stuff and give it to you, okay?”

“That’ll be great! Thanks.” I said and suddenly felt even more grateful for having Glenn in my life.

“I’ll also buy you a small dildo that’s made for this, so it’s perfectly safe. Or you can find a boy who’s willing to put his dick up there. That’s even better than dildos or hairbrushes,” he smiled and winked.

“I think I’ve already found a guy that’s willing to do that,” I smiled and looked expectantly at Glenn.

“Haha! I’m willing, that’s for sure. But I think I’m too big for you and I might hurt you. Maybe in a few years, Bud.”

“I was afraid you’d say that,” I said, feeling a bit disappointed.

We went quiet after that and just stared at the ocean and the crashing waves. I looked over and wondered about the weird line of trees and bushes at the end of the beach. It almost felt like someone planted it there to prevent people from falling off the island or something.

The line ended at the ocean on both sides, and it looked like a lost piece of rainforest decided it liked the beach better.

“What’s with these trees?” I asked.

“Dunno. They’re here for as long as I can remember,” Glenn said as he looked at the tree line.

“Have you ever gone through to see where they end?”

“No. I went around the island with a boat once, and there’s no way to get there from the water. There’s sort of a ring of pointy rocks in the ocean after the tree line. I think it’s just rocks and stones over there.”

“Can we go and check it out?” I asked excitedly, already looking forward to an adventure with Glenn.

“I don’t see why. Like I said, probably nothing but rocks. And Gloria will be here soon. Maybe later, okay?”

I felt a bit disappointed, but Glenn did have a point. I was looking forward to spending the afternoon with Gloria, and we could always check it out later.

“Ready for a few more pics until Gloria gets here?” Glenn asked, holding up his camera and radically changing the subject.

“Sure!” I said, “What do we need?”

“I need just a few more to tell the story. Not everything I shot so far is suited for Pyntar,” he winked.

After he shot a few more with me lying on my back, some with my knee in the air to hide my dick, he asked me to roll over and lay on my stomach. After a few more of these, I heard, “There you are!” and I looked up to see Gloria walk toward us.

“Hi Gloria,” I said and waved.

“Just in time, Hon. We’re done here,” Glenn said and kissed his wife on her cheek.

“I’ll see you two later. I’m off to see Lucas,” Glenn said as he grabbed his camera bag.

“Any idea when you’ll be back?” Gloria asked.

“Not really. But knowing Lucas, it’ll be late. Or early,” Glenn smiled.

“Have fun!” both Gloria and I said as Glenn started walking toward the apartment.

When he rounded the corner, he waved at us. I got up from my sitting position and looked excitedly at Gloria, not feeling any need to cover up.

“You know you’re allowed to be naked out here?” I said, pointing toward both ends of the beach.

“Haha. Yeah, I know. And it’s just the thing for you, honey. Isn’t it?”

“Yeah. I really like it a lot!”

“Ready for the real fun then?” Gloria asked and handed me my swimming trunks.

“What are we going to do?” I asked as I took it and started pulling them up.

It turned out that Gloria had an excellent idea of fun. She rented a speedboat for us. There even was a parasail option on it, which I had to try out, of course.

We spent almost the entire day at sea. Every time I got behind the wheel of the speedboat, I felt like the king of the world. The sheer power of the boat, combined with the wind in my hair and the splashes of water in my face, was priceless.

After returning the boat, we went to the harbor, where Gloria had made reservations in a small restaurant. After getting our drinks, I raised my glass, and Gloria did the same.

“To an amazing day,” I said as our glasses touched.

“To an amazing day,” Gloria said in return and smiled.

We checked the menu, and after the waiter took our order, Gloria looked thoughtfully at me.

“The time in Africa is almost over for your parents,” she said, clearly trying to see how I’d react.

But I didn’t mind talking about it. I could tell Glenn and Gloria everything. So I shrugged and said, “I know. And according to mom, they’re going to live in Seattle for a year so that I can settle down even more. So I’m glad they’re thinking about me for once.”

I wasn’t angry or anything. It was just something I felt deep inside, something I could vent to Gloria about. She kept looking and just nodded.

“I get it. But it’s the life your dad chose, and you’ll have to deal with it. Sometimes things don’t feel fair, and I guess this is one of these things.”

“I guess. And with you and Glenn, I can do the things I like to do without the constant mocking from my dad. He wants me to play baseball or football. He just doesn’t get my interest in photography,” I glumly said.

“I wouldn’t worry about that too much, Honey. You just keep doing your thing, and he’ll see it isn’t a fluke or anything. It’s a very… uhm… manly world he’s in, and photography doesn’t have a very masculine image.”

“I know. And I don’t hate him for it or anything. And we do fun stuff together too. But I just wish… you know…”

“I do. But look at the bright side. When you’re staying in Seattle, you can come and visit us as much as you want!” she said smiling. “You’re funny, kind, helpful, and SO much more. We’re delighted you stayed with us this past year…”

“Almost a year,” I interrupted her with a smile.

“You’re right. Almost a year. But the guest room isn’t the guest room anymore. It’s YOUR room now,” Gloria said and pointed at me.

“I uhm…” I stammered, flabbergasted by her heartwarming words.

“So, please. Will you do us a favor and keep coming over, lighting up our days?”

“Yes. Yes! I’d love to!”

“I’ll drink to that,” and Gloria held up her glass of coke once again.

The dinner we had was excellent. The Colombian kitchen isn’t that well known across the world, but I didn’t eat anything that wasn’t tasteful during my time there. After Gloria paid the bill, we walked toward the exit and waited for the cab. Once it pulled up, I opened the door for Gloria to let her go in.

“Wow! Quite the gentleman,” she smiled.

I quickly walked around the car and got in on the other side. During the ride, I felt a warm feeling inside my stomach because of the love Gloria expressed for me.

“I really love you guys! And I can’t thank you enough for taking me in!” and I hugged Gloria tightly on the cab’s back seat.

“I love you too, Honey. And don’t worry about it! We’re so glad to have you over. You’re basically doing us a favor.”

When we entered the apartment, Glenn wasn’t home yet. But I felt tired, so I went to the bathroom to do my business and brush my teeth. Then, I walked back into the living room to give Gloria a goodnight hug and kiss, which she eagerly accepted.

“What’s the plan for tomorrow?” I asked before I left the room.

“I’m off early tomorrow. But Glenn will be home. I’m going to visit the other side of the island with Thiago to see how the situation is over there at first hand. I’m curious, and I might be able to use that in one of my lessons. I think Glenn only has one appointment tomorrow, and it’s late in the afternoon.”

“Cool. Goodnight!”

“Night, Honey.”

* * *

A honking car outside the apartment woke me up. I looked at the alarm clock and learned it was a little past nine. I idly toyed with my sparse pubes and with my balls hanging down in my loose sack as I thought about the great day I had with Gloria. My morning wood stuck up from my groin, and the urge to go peeing grew by the minute.

After doing my business in the bathroom, I wasn’t sure what to do. I felt a bit horny, but it was also almost time for Gloria to get up and start making breakfast, so a quick wank wasn’t an option. That’s when I realized Gloria was gone already and that it was just Glenn and me.

I figured Glenn would probably be in for some fooling around, so I quietly walked over to their room. As I approached it, I saw the door was open, and the light was streaming in from the window.

Glenn was lying on his back, legs spread, and one arm above his head. He snored loudly, and his face was looking toward the window, away from the door. The thin sheet was crumbled around his feet, and his dick lay softly on his thigh.

As I looked at his groin, I noticed how massive his balls looked compared to mine. They weren’t very hairy, so I could study them nicely from where I was standing. I wondered if I should wake him. He probably had a short night, but he’d already said he didn’t want to sleep this vacation away. So, after thinking about it for a few moments, I tip-toed over to the bed and got on the mattress between his legs as quietly as I could.

Judging by his snoring and the fact that he didn’t move a muscle, I figured I was still good. So I leaned forward a bit, took his soft dick in my hand, and sucked it into my mouth.

This was the first time I had his dick in my mouth while it was soft. I played with it by using my tongue and cheeks for a bit, and it started to grow before long.

After toying with it a bit longer and wrapping my lips around it, it was as hard as I remembered. The snoring above me had died down, but I saw Glenn was still asleep when I looked up.

Feeling Glenn’s hard dick in my mouth got me pretty worked up, so I decided to start sucking him for real now. I used my right hand to wrap around his shaft while my tongue worked his dickhead. I was getting into it when I felt Glenn move.

“Huh? What?” he mumbled, and moments later, I felt his hand on my head.

I let his dick slip from my mouth, looked up at Glenn, and smiled. “Morning,” I whispered and started lapping his dick from bottom to top like a popsicle while keeping my eyes locked with his.

“Ooohhh… that’s some way to wake up…” Glenn groaned.

Moments later, he rubbed me over my cheek and said, “Come here,” and he gently pulled me up to his body.

I crawled up to lay down on his muscular chest with my legs on each side of his body and my boner pressing in his stomach. He kissed me on my mouth and hugged me tightly.

“Why did you do that?” he asked.

“I like doing that. And I like doing this stuff with you.”

“We’ll… we’ve got all morning, so no need to rush,” Glenn said smiling.

Lying there on top of Glenn with his muscular body pressed against mine and with every now and then a warm breeze over my body, I felt safe, horny, and completely at ease. But when I shifted my body down slightly, I felt Glenn’s hardon press against my ass.

I looked at Glenn the moment this happened and firmly pressed my butt against it. Glenn just smiled and let me do my thing for a moment.

“I think I want to try it now. I think I can handle it,” I whispered, feeling a bit nervous because of his size but also excited as hell to try it.

Glenn looked at me and sized me up. I could see him struggling with what he should do, but after a few moments, he said, “First, we’re gonna try if it’s even an option. Your anus might be too tight for it, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Really!? Thanks!” I said excitedly and looked him deep into his eyes, “And I know you won’t hurt me! So how do we do this?”

“Haha! How can I say no to such eagerness?” Glenn laughed, “I’ll grab the lube, and we’ll try with my fingers how tight you are and let you get used to the feeling of more than just one finger.”

Glenn gently pushed me aside, where I landed on the mattress and lay on my back. My hand started toying with my boner as Glenn went to the bathroom. When he came back, he had a jar in his hand, and his bouncing boner led the way as he walked toward the bed.

“Get on all fours, Bud. It’ll be easier that way.

I quickly got on my hands and knees and asked, “Is that lube?”

“Yeah. It’s coconut oil. It’s one hundred percent natural and slippery as hell. People over here use it for all sorts of things. Here. Check it out,” he said, holding the jar in front of me.

I sniffed at it, and it didn’t smell like much. Just plain coconut. I dipped one finger in it and examined its texture. Glenn was right. This stuff was very slippery and looked a bit like thick water on my fingers.

“Cool. And now you put it on your willie, or what?”

“Not yet. First, I’m gonna use my fingers to lube up your hole. But more importantly, to check if it isn’t too tight down there. You ready?” Glenn asked as he took the jar, his boner wiggling in the corner of my eyes.

“I guess…” I said, still eager to try but a bit anxious about it.

I felt Glenn’s finger rub over my hole a few moments later. I was surprised about how warm the oil felt on his finger. I expected a cold rush like when someone squirts sunscreen on your back. But the opposite was true.

After rubbing around for a short while, Glenn said, “I’m going to press now and try to slide in. Don’t try to clamp your hole shut. Just try to push like you’re taking a dump. It’ll be way easier that way.”

I simply nodded and did what Glenn asked. And the moment Glenn’s finger started sliding in, I felt my boner twitch and couldn’t hold back a moan.

“You’re doing great, Bud,” Glenn softly said. “This was way easier than I anticipated.”

He started sliding his finger in and out, and each time he hit a particular spot, my boner twitched. Finally, after a minute or so, he slid out, stuck his finger in the oil, and said, “I’m lubing you up extra good to make sure it doesn’t hurt that much.”

I simply nodded again because I was enjoying this too much and didn’t trust my voice at that moment.

“I’m going to try using two fingers now. I think you’re loose enough for that. Is that okay?”

“Uh-huh,” I mumbled, pressing my ass against his hand and feeling all-new incredible sensations flowing through my body.

When Glenn’s fingers left me to scoop up some more oil, I felt empty but couldn’t wait for him to enter me again and rub against that weird spot inside me.

“Okay, Bud. Take a deep breath, try to relax, and push back a little, okay?”

“Yeah… just… I’m…” I stammered, trying to find the right words.

Glenn must’ve sensed I was ready for it because he started pressing with two fingers now. As the pressure grew, I remembered Glenn’s words, took a deep breath, and pushed back by using my muscles around my asshole. Moments later, I felt both fingers slide in slowly and moaned.

“Does it hurt?” Glenn asked worriedly and immediately stopped moving his fingers.

“No. It doesn’t hurt. I just… feel full. It feels good,” I said, still trying to relax as much as possible.

“So I just keep going?”

“Oh yes, please!”

After a few minutes, Glenn’s fingers were probing around and sliding in and out of my ass easily. Every time he touched my sensitive spot, I moaned loudly. My dick was rock hard, and I felt horny as hell by now.

“I didn’t expect it, Bud, but I think you’re ready,” Glenn whispered in my ear, his finger still sliding in and out.

I looked up, and a big smile spread across my face when I saw the look in Glenn’s eyes. Of course, I wasn’t very experienced yet, but I had seen this look before, and it was one of pure lust.

“I think it’s better if you lie down on your back. Just spread your legs, lift your knees, and place this pillow under your lower back,” he said and grabbed the oil.

I did just that and looked at Glenn while he lubed up his big, hard dick. As I looked at it and realized how much thicker his dick was, I suddenly felt a wave of nervousness wash over me. Glenn must’ve noticed because he asked, “Nervous?”

I just nodded and whispered, “Yeah. A bit.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll stop the second you want! Just say it, and we’ll find another cool thing to do,” Glenn said soothingly.

I was still horny as hell, so despite the anxiety, I nodded and said, “I want to do this, so just fuck me already.”

Both Glenn and I looked surprised as these words came out of my mouth, and I started giggling nervously while Glenn just smiled broadly.

“Alright, Bud. I’ll fuck you already!” He smiled and grabbed his hard dick in his hand.

Moments later, I felt the tip of his dick brushing against my slippery butt hole. He pressed firmly against it and softly said, “Remember. Deep breaths and press as if you’re going to the toilet.”

I nodded once more and felt my heart throbbing in my throat. I inhaled deeply, and the moment Glenn’s dick started sliding in, I exhaled and loosened my sphincter. I felt a popping sensation and a mild gust of pain. But the pain went away immediately, and I realized Glenn had entered me. The feeling was quite overwhelming, and I needed a moment to get used to being so full.

I looked at his face and noticed his worried expression. He was constantly looking at me to see if I was okay.

“I feel it,” I moaned softly.

“You okay?”

“Yes. Just give me one second to adjust.”

“Sure,” Glenn said and held his body perfectly still.

After a few seconds, I felt Glenn’s fingers wrap around my stiff dick, and he started playing with it. He wasn’t jacking me, just massaging it and making me feel good. This worked quite well, and after a few more moments, I said, “Can you go deeper?”

Now it was Glenn’s turn to nod, and with a soft push of his hips, I felt him entering me. It was a little uncomfortable, but the feeling of something entering me, the naughtiness of it, combined with his massaging hand, was way more powerful, and I started panting heavily.

When his dick rubbed against that particular spot inside me, I moaned loudly, and my dick started twitching furiously.

“Ooohhh. Yessss…”

Glenn just kept going. He slid in, retracted a bit, slid in further, and repeated this a few times. I was in heaven. The expected pain wasn’t there. Only the fantastic feeling of his hard dick inside of me and rubbing against something I didn’t know I had.

The moment I felt his pubes tickle against my hairless balls, I knew I would want this a lot more. Since his dick rubbed that spot the first time, I was on the verge of an orgasm.

“Oh, wow,” Glenn moaned, “you’re doing great! I’m all the way in.”

“Ooohhh. I know. Ahhh… I… hmmm…” was all that came out.

When Glenn slowly moved out, I felt like my orgasm hit me. But it lingered a bit, and when Glenn pushed back in, the same thing happened. With each fucking motion from Glenn, I felt like I almost came.

At that moment, I couldn’t speak anymore. Only low grunts escaped my throat, and all my attention was between my legs. Glenn was still massaging my dick, but he started jerking me in earnest after we fucked for a while.

The fucking wasn’t loud or obscene. Just slow, steady strokes from Glenn. But after he fucked me for a few minutes more, I noticed a change on his face. I knew by now that this meant he would be coming soon. At that moment, his inbound thrusts became more fierce, and when his groin slapped against my butt, this felt even better for me.

“AH! YES! AH! YES! AH! YES!!” I kept grunting.

“UH! UH! UH! UHH!” Glenn groaned.

The sound of loud slaps filled the room, and the feeling inside me intensified even more. I still don’t know if it was Glenn’s fat dick filling me up, the rubbing against ‘that’ spot, or the idea of being submissive to someone. But I don’t care now, and I certainly didn’t care back then.

“Ohhh… I’m cumming!” Glenn moaned and kept slamming into me.

The familiar tingle I usually felt when I came didn’t come this time. Instead, it was more like a whirlpool of soft cotton balls floating through my head and body. But when Glenn slapped at me with a final push, and his dick started kicking inside me, his hot cum coating my insides, all muscles between my belly button and knees began to contract.

Glenn and I came at the same time, and I felt so connected to him at that moment that I still remember that feeling vividly until today. My orgasm was very different from my usual orgasms. It usually focused on my dick, this time, it felt like it came from the inside behind my pubes. It’s hard to explain, and I still can’t put it into words. I did notice something splashing on my belly in the back of my head but was too engrossed with this different orgasm to notice or care.

Glenn stayed inside me for a few more moments but eventually, he had to pull out and lay down on his back beside me on the bed.

As we lay there side by side, regaining our breaths and letting the air cool us, I felt a bit of Glenn’s cum oozing out of my hole. I knew I couldn’t help it, and instead of feeling embarrassed by it, I felt a sense of pride for being able to give him this much pleasure and for being able to take his fat dick up my ass.

After a while, I felt something cold on my belly and looked down to see what it was. There, around my belly button, a long stripe of watery cum laid glistening in the morning light. I never came this much, and I wondered if this was even my cum.

Glenn saw me looking and said, “You came a lot, Bud! You’re becoming a man!”

He extended his fingers, scooped up a glob, and put it in his mouth. I did the same, and after two or three times, my belly was clean.

“How did I do?” I finally asked, curious how Glenn experienced it.

“Honestly?” he asked and looked at me.

I nodded shyly, a little bit afraid of what he’d say.

“I honestly didn’t think you could handle it and that you’d be too tight down there. But the opposite is true! You were amazing! It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex that was this good!”

I felt a blanket of pride covering me and realized we’d probably be doing this a lot more.

“And you?” Glenn asked, smiling.

“It was awesome! The moment your dickhead was in, I felt a bit of pain. But that was gone before I knew it. Your dick kept rubbing against a special spot inside me, and each time it did, it felt a bit better.”

“That’s your prostate. Most men like it a lot when it’s stimulated,” he said. And after a few seconds, “So do I.”

I felt a bit more oozing out and moved my hand down to assess the damage. Glenn noticed and said, “You’d better go to the bathroom and let it all out. After that, we’ll take a shower and clean ourselves up properly.”

And that’s precisely what we did. After showering, we ate breakfast together. And after breakfast, Glenn sucked me off at the kitchen table. Just like that. I wanted to return the favor, but he just said he wasn’t eighteen anymore and explained it took him a while to get going again.

It wasn’t even noon yet when we arrived at the beach. Glenn wasn’t much of a beach guy, but after a bit of whining from me, he decided we could go. Of course, we took the usual stuff like towels, sunscreen, and frisbee with us, but I insisted on leaving our trunks in the apartment. It took some convincing, but eventually, Glenn agreed.

Lounging naked on the beach with Glenn was absolutely amazing. We chatted a bit, swam in the ocean, threw the frisbee around, and generally had a good time. Being naked together in a public place added a whole new level to it for me, and it was simply fantastic.

I felt a bit odd down there for the rest of the day, but nothing substantial. Glenn assured me this would wear off. I didn’t care about it. I got fucked for the first time, and I loved it!

Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow
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