Siblings

Aetheria – Chapter 3

General, Plot Only, Siblings, Straight, Teens |

Aetheria
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 3 – Settling in

“Thom!” a man in his fifties shouted at Dad as he approached us with his arms spread.

“Jovii!!” my father said enthusiastically, and they gave each other a firm hug and powerful pats on their backs.

“Welcome to Aetheria!” Jovii said, looked at the rest of us, and said, “And a big welcome to you too! You’re the first complete family to live on this amazing planet.”

We mumbled a thank you and felt a little awkward being put on the spot like that. Dad and Jovii talked a little as I checked out the central hub.

It was a big, open space that doubled as an auditorium. There were doors to all the different sections of the compound, and people were constantly walking around. The whole building had a greyish color that looked a bit depressing. They tried cheering it up by showing colorful old oil paintings on the screens, but the vibe of the compound didn’t change much.

I checked out my sister as she scanned the building, and when our eyes met, we shrugged simultaneously and giggled softly about our silly twin connection.

I didn’t pay much attention to what Dad was talking about. I just wanted to see our new home. But when Dad loudly said, “What do you mean it isn’t finished yet?” I paid close attention to what they were saying.

“After the asteroid storm had hit us, we needed to focus on rebuilding the control units. So, the building droids focused on that. And we first need to delve more resources to continue building the living quarters.”

“Well… shit,” Dad mumbled, but when he realized we could hear him, he looked apologetic at us and softly said, “Sorry..”

It turned out that the house-like portion of the living compound they planned for us wasn’t finished and would probably take a couple of months to finish. We couldn’t do anything about this and had to find a solution.

They had two rooms for us that were relatively close to each other. One was a “commander room,” as they called it, with a king-size bed, kitchenette, and a small meeting table. Mom and Dad would take this room, and the meeting table would be our dinner and breakfast table.

The second room was more like a regular room. It had a queen-sized bed, and everything else was cramped and only there for functionality. There was some debate over the sleeping arrangements. Mom proposed to set up a cot in their room for Nadia so Ethan and I would sleep together.

I wouldn’t mind because Ethan might be able to show me some new ways to shoot my sperm. But Ethan was immediately clear about this. He’d sleep with his mates from maintenance in the other part of the building. He was going to work there, so why not fit in quickly this way and be one of the guys from the start?

Did this mean I’d have to sleep with my sister? But… I couldn’t… that would be… awkward! But I’d be close to her. I could smell her, see her wake up every morning, and…

Mom snapped me out of my thoughts when she said as she looked at Dad, “I’ll sleep with Nadia, and Aidan will bunk with you in the big room. I don’t see any other way!”

“That would… I think you’re right,” Dad said, the disappointment dripping from his face.

It was as if a choir of angels began to sing when Nadia cheerfully said, “I don’t mind sleeping with Aidan!”

“Really?” Mom asked, surprised.

“Sure! As long as he doesn’t steal the covers,” she said, smiling broadly.

“What about you?” Mom asked as she looked at me.

“I don’t mind, I guess. She can be annoying sometimes, but she’s my twin. And us Wilsons have to stick together, right? So, yeah. It’s okay.”

“Well… then it’s decided, I guess…” Mom said.

“If, for any reason, this doesn’t work, just say so, and we’ll find a solution,” Dad said, and a moment later, when Mom walked away, “Thanks, guys!”

We were still in the central hall, and Jovii looked questioningly at Dad. Dad talked to him and said we figured it out. Jovii showed us to our new homes. As we walked through the hallway, I asked Nadia, “I didn’t think you’d wanna sleep with me.”

“Why not?”

“Because you need your, I don’t know… privacy?”

“Oh! And you don’t?” she said, a bit snarky.

I could only shrug at that as we walked along. Nadia must’ve realized she didn’t mean it the way she said it. It just came out wrong. So she playfully punched me against my shoulder and said, “We’ll make it work. We’ll just have to set some ground rules.”

“Guess you’re right,” I said as we rounded another corner, “But you don’t snore, do you? Otherwise, I’ll have to kick you out!”

“Kick me out… yeah, right…” she smiled as we stopped at the door with number A-2-198 beside it.

“This is you,” Jovii said, “You both just need to scan your IID, and you’re registered.”

Nadia held her wrist against the pad at the door. After a bleep, it was my turn.

“Get settled in, and we’ll see you in an hour in the restaurant,” Mom said as she hugged us.

“Your parents will be around that corner in room B-2-023. Inside your room, you can download the nav addon for your coms, so you won’t get lost,” Jovii said as he smiled friendly at us.

“Later!” Nadia said and opened the door.

“Come find us if there’s anything. Promise?” Mom said with a concerned look on her face.

“Of course, Mom,” Nadia said, rolling her eyes as she looked at me.

I had to stifle a giggle but smiled at Mom and nodded. Dad winked at me as he walked on toward their room.

I pressed the button, and the door closed with a soft ‘whoosh’ sound. I turned around and saw the bots that had delivered our luggage exit our room through a small hatch in the corner. As the hatch closed, I picked up my bag, and as I unzipped it, I said, “it’s still weird that we share a room.”

“Why? We’re twins, so no big deal, right?”

“Yeah… well… since we… you’ve started puberty and such. I mean… you’ve got boobs and stuff. So I figured you might want to have some privacy.”

“Yeah, right. Privacy… with Mom in the same room?” she chuckled.

I giggled at that and said, “Guess you’re right. I’m glad I don’t have to bunk with Dad. Thanks for that!”

We bumped fists, and Nadia also started unpacking. As she pulled out a couple of tiny shirts, I said, “Good thing those auto-fit clothes come with a travel option these days.”

Nadia smiled broadly and said as she held up a tiny piece of underwear, “I just hope it gets back to its original size. This won’t fit!”

I pulled out one of my boxers, showed it, and said, “Nope! Not a chance.”

“That’s not even enough fabric to cover your, you know…” Nadia giggled and looked at my crotch.

This made me blush furiously, and I felt my dick stir inside my pants. I cleared my throat, and for lack of anything else to say, I asked, “Which side of the bed do you want?”

Nadia looked at the bed and said, “Dunno. On the left, I guess. My bed at home is about the same. The right is closer to the bathroom, but it’s a small bed, so I guess I can’t go to the bathroom without waking you either way.”

As I looked at the bed, I realized she was right. We could easily lie next to each other without touching, but the movement of the mattress would surely wake the other. Seeing this bed made me worried about popping a boner. What if she’d turn around during the night, accidentally touch it and freak out over it?

We continued settling in and made some small talk. Nadia made a point of who could hog the limited bandwidth we had here at what time. I didn’t care much because I downloaded a ton of movies and series to my pod before we left.

Our coms consisted of two small, half-globe-shaped orbs. You placed one globe at the top of your ear shell and the other right below your ear on your face.  With this in place, you could talk to anyone without having to use additional devices. You interacted with it through voice commands or by using tiny finger gestures on the lowest part.

The coms could also project AR images to assist with navigation and stuff. We would be needing this added navigation feature for the new base and if we went outdoors. Installing the nav addon for the base was pretty straightforward, and finding our way around the compound was a breeze with it.

“It’s like we moved in together,” I said as Nadia checked the pre-ordered groceries. We would eat at the central hall or with Mom and Dad, but some convenient things like chips and soda weren’t a luxury to have for ourselves.

“Yeah,” Nadia chuckled, “it’s like playing house when we were younger.”

“Right! We just need to find a baby!”

“And what’s next? Playing doctor ?” Nadia giggled.

“Uhm… let’s check out Mom and Dad, okay?” I said in an attempt to change the subject.

After we locked the door, we went over to our parent’s room. It was easy to find with the nav but a bit further away than I initially thought.

Their room was a lot bigger than Nadia’s and mine, and with a bit of imagination, we could use it as our family room. Mom contacted Ethan, and we all gathered to have dinner in the central hall and meet our fellow colonists.

It turned out that Nadia and I were right about being the only two people on the planet in the ten to fifteen age range. We had a hunch before we boarded the ship, but according to Mom, it wouldn’t be that bad. And if it was, we should consider ourselves lucky for being there at this early age. A fourteen-year-old boy was about to head our way with one of the next cargo ships, but that would take at least another couple of months.

After dinner, we had our mandatory safety briefing. We had extensive training back on Earth, but everything would be repeated here, and new or changed procedures would also be explained.

“Pfff… This will be bisque…” Nadia mumbled in a sarcastic tone.

“Tell me about it,” I grunted as we took our seats.

“Welcome to Aetheria, everyone! As y’all know, it’s the twelfth planet humans landed on. But you might not know, is that Aetheria is the first and only planet where the two Americas actually work together, without any Chinese influence. Last week, while you were in sus, China signed off on the rights.”

A bit of excited mumbling went through the room, and Dad’s eyes actually sparkled.

“So with a representative for The Democratic Republic of America and one from The American States, we are almost back to where we were before the second Civil War,” the man said as he pointed to two men on each side of him on stage.

People started applauding when the man said this, and Dad whispered something in Mom’s ear. I didn’t know what all the fuss was about, but it seemed important. As far as I knew, North America consisted of three countries: the two Americas and Canada. I did have my history lessons, of course, and back when there was just the USA, we were the most important country in the world. But when people stopped listening to each other, things went south real quick.

“Let’s just repeat the facts here for safety’s sake,” the man on stage said, “gravity is ten percent higher than on Earth. A day here is twenty-three hours and twelve minutes. We skip the remaining minutes, so configure your watches properly, people! Also, we scratched February because a year is approximately twenty-eight days shorter than it is back on the blue planet.”

Some people were adjusting their watches, something I did the moment I entered the ship. Nadia looked bored at me and faked a yawn. This caused me to giggle, and I poked her in the ribs.

“Safety!” The man continued in a loud and serious tone as he looked around the crowd, “A few simple rules will keep you and the people in here alive. First, go outside in pairs or groups only. That’s the most important part. The hills are high, the cliffs are deep, and the landscape changes constantly. If you go out together, the chances of getting help and surviving increase significantly. Especially since radio signals don’t carry very far in this atmosphere. So your coms are only useful with the people who are close. Always use a relay station for longer ranges.”

He paused dramatically and took a sip from the glass of water on his desk. So far, he didn’t say anything we hadn’t heard before, but it carried more weight by the way he said it.

“Then there’s the weather. Because of the terraforming machines, it rains constantly for about eight months a year. And it will keep raining for a couple of years. The suit you need to wear outside will shield you from the rain, but mudslides and falling rocks are a negative result of the rain. Hence the restriction to go outside alone.”

Nadia rolled her eyes at me. It was meant as a joke, but I whispered in her ear, “This IS important! I don’t want us to die out here.”

“I know, silly!” she hissed, “I was just joking.”

“Right. Just stay focused,” I whispered, turning my attention back to the man on stage.

“The airlocks are crucial! Pay close attention when you use them. The air outside is breathable for ten to fifteen minutes. But during the time you breathe the air, particles accumulate in your lungs to a point where you eventually can’t breathe anymore. After five minutes of breathing the outside air, you must find a medical pod and let it clean your lungs. But…” another dramatic pause, “after you’ve got serious breathing problems, don’t bother with the pod anymore…”

I heard a couple of gasps around me in the crowd. There was mention of this in the briefing on Earth, but the way this man said it… it couldn’t be clearer.

“So… you know why we don’t want that air inside our compounds. Don’t worry. That’s why we’ve got airlocks and decontamination chambers. You need to fully undress,” he said with the emphasis on fully, “step inside the decon chamber and hold your breath for five seconds. You can only take one item of clothing with you, which will be your mandatory Human Body Interface Connectivity Suit. And it needs to be in travel mode, obviously.”

I glanced at Nadia, who looked back at me with a wicked smile. We’ve had extensive training with this suit and knew now how to operate them properly. I still felt uncomfortable at the idea of getting naked in a public place, no matter how common it was over here. But during training back on Earth, it was explained how there were small, private cabins to undress and dress at each side. Since we also had to test this back in training, and given the fact that AI checked if you did it right without any human interaction, made me feel a little more at ease.

“You probably haven’t heard this yet, but you need to know this, and then I’ll stop talking. Lately, we had a couple of meteor storms hitting the planet. It’s the same meteor belt your ship had to navigate through. Don’t worry about that, because last week, we upgraded our shields and added more power to them. But if a storm hits us again, you’ll be notified through your coms, and you’ll have to get inside the compound ASAP.”

He looked at the guy standing next to him, who simply nodded. Then he looked around the audience again, smiled broadly, and said, “Welcome to Aetheria, everybody! And don’t worry! It isn’t as bad as you might think after hearing this. It’s a great planet with lots of awesome people! Enjoy yourself and help us build a new, brighter future. You are now officially Aetherians!”

There was applause, and everyone got to their feet. Dad went over to the men on stage to talk to them, and Mom looked worried at us.

“That was… interesting…” she said.

“Don’t worry, Mom,” Nadia said, “it’s his job to make sure we don’t mess up.”

“I know… but still.”

I couldn’t help myself and yawned. I tried to hide it behind my hand, but Mom noticed. Of course she did.

“I think it’s best if we head to bed. It’s been a long day, and we still need to sleep off the sus,” she said as she brushed through her hair.

“Good plan,” Nadia said as she checked me out.

I nodded, hugged Mom before she could give me a kiss in public, and backed away. I checked for Dad, but Mom said, “I’ll say you’ve gone to bed. He’s busy trying to work out how to fit in as the new major.”

“Night,” Nadia said after her hug with Mom.

“Night,” I said, and Nadia and I headed back to our room.

“That was… intriguing. A lot clearer than back home, though,” Nadia said as she sat on the bed.

“Yeah, he did a good job repeating everything. Good thing they’ve upgraded the shields.”

After a couple moments of silence, Nadia softly said, “I forgot about the decon. I mean, how you… you know.”

I wanted to say that I didn’t and was hoping to catch a glimpse of a boob or pussy. Any boob or pussy, but I had to admit to myself that Nadia was highest on that list.

Instead, I said, “I saw pictures of the airlocks and decon chambers, and I wouldn’t worry too much if I were you.”

“Imagine getting stuck in there, and a rescue squad has to come and save you,” Nadia giggled.

“That would be bad. Oh boy…”

I didn’t know what to do next, and there were another couple of silent moments when Nadia said, “So, uhm… how do we do this?”

“Dunno. You change in the bathroom, and I change in here?”

“You still wear pajamas?”

I blushed and almost said that I usually sleep naked. But I managed to swallow these words just in time and said, “I sleep in my boxers.”

“Oh…”

“If you don’t mind, of course! I can wear sweats and a shirt if you want me to.”

“No, no! I don’t mind. I usually sleep without, you know… back home. But I’ve brought something to sleep in with me. It’ll just be a second.”

“I’ll brush my teeth, and then the bathroom is yours, okay?” I said, trying with everything I had in me not to picture Nadia in bed with me naked.

“Go ahead.”

As I brushed my teeth, I couldn’t shake the image of Nadia lying naked in bed with me. My dick was rock hard, and there was no way I could get it down now other than jerking it. But there was no way I could do that with Nadia in the same room. That realization hit me like a ton of bricks. How was I going to release the pressure with Nadia constantly around? I needed to find excuses to be alone. But Nadia always knew when I lied.

I spat out the toothpaste, rinsed my mouth, and stood straight. I adjusted my obvious boner and pointed it to the side. I put my hand in my pocket, and now it was still somewhat visible, but with my shirt partly covering it, you’d have to look twice to see I was sporting wood.

I took a deep breath, opened the door, and tried to hurry to the bed. I almost tripped when I looked at Nadia. Just like she did at home lately, she wasn’t acting exactly modestly around me. She had removed her sweater and stood in front of me in her little black bra and pants. Her pants were already unbuckled, and a hint of her green panties was showing.

I tried not to look at the black pads covering her breasts, but the contrast of the black pads against her pale skin looked amazing.

“Ygh,” I croaked, cleared my throat, and said, “Your turn.”

Nadia smiled and walked past me to the bathroom. I knew I needed to be quick. Otherwise, she’d see my boner tenting out my boxers. So I disrobed in record time, threw my clothes on a corner, and quickly crawled under the covers.

I was crunching up the blanket around my groin so my boner would be hidden as Nadia came out of the bathroom. She was wearing a loose-fitting, sleeveless shirt that ended about an inch above her bright green panties.

I tried not to look too obviously at her, but a lot of skin was showing under her armpits, where the sleeves used to be. And that skin was close to her boobs.

I pretended to be busy getting comfortable. But as Nadia stalled while she stood beside the bed, I couldn’t act that I was getting comfortable anymore. So, I looked at her, and she was just looking around the room. When our eyes met, she lifted the blanket and stepped into the bed.

As she laid her head on the pillow, she sighed deeply and turned to look at me. She touched my arm and said, “I kinda like this. The room isn’t awful, and I know we’ll get along together.”

I looked her in her eyes, ignored the swells on her chest, and said, “Yeah… me too. Glad you convinced Mom to do it like this.”

We were quiet for a couple of moments when Nadia said, “Your muscles really look good on you.”

I checked her out to see if she was serious, but as she openly checked out my exposed chest and when she saw me looking, she smiled warmly.

“Thanks,” I mumbled, “Let’s see if we can sleep off the sus, right?”

“Right. Computer, turn off the lights, please.”

The room went dark, and only a dim, indirect light came from under the bed.

“Night, Ay!”

“Night.”

End of chapter 3

Copyright 2024 – Jason Crow
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Aetheria – Chapter 2

Gay, Incest, Masturbation, Siblings, Teens |

Aetheria
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 2 – The incident

We were sitting at the dinner table and had just finished dessert. Mom insisted on one day of the week when we’d eat dinner together, and this was it for this week.

I was ready to get up and help clear the table when Dad said, “Mom and I have an announcement.”

I checked him out to see if he was joking, but judging by his serious face, he wasn’t. Far from it, actually. Judging by Mom’s face, this was going to be big.

“I’ve been asked to lead a new mission,” Dad started.

“Bisque!” Ethan said, “How long will you be gone?”

Ethan has wanted to be in space travel ever since he left high school. During a career event at school where companies showed what they did, he was captivated by a presentation by the EEV, short for ExoTerra Engineering Ventures.

“Well… that’s the thing…” Dad said, looking at Mom.

Judging by how this was going, I was right. This was going to be BIG! So I glanced at Nadia, and she seemed to be just as curious and tense as I was.

“The army was asked to lead a mission to Aetheria. And when the colonel asked me, I initially said no, but…” Dad said but was interrupted by Ethan.

“Isn’t that the eleventh planet they inhabited?”

“The twelfth, actually,” Dad said and looked excitedly at us, “So now we’re finally gaining on China again. About a year ago, they started terraforming. It’s a pretty exciting planet because it has the best chance of being almost exactly like Earth. Right now, the atmosphere is only breathable for about five minutes, but they calculated that after a decade, its atmosphere will be exactly like the Earth’s.”

“And the gravity is very close to Earth’s,” Mom added. “There will be lots of drinkable water and two moons that create tides much like we know here. Oh! And a star that’s a lot like our sun.”

“So… you’re leaving us to live over there?” Nadia asked with a sarcastic undertone in her voice.

“No, no!! Of course not!” Dad said, and with a calmer voice, he added, “Your mother and I talked about this, and we think we should all go… as a family.”

“YES!” Ethan exclaimed.

But at the same time, Nadia thundered, “WHAT!?”

“I know it’s a bit unexpected, and we need to talk about this. But they need a high-ranking officer there to monitor and coordinate the extraction of Solispirillum for a longer period of time,” Dad said apologetically.

The wheels inside my head were turning as I was digesting this. In the silence that followed, I asked, “What’s a long period of time?”

Dad cleared his throat, looked at Mom, and said, “At least five years. But they asked me to stay there for ten years.”

“Fucking hell..” Nadia mumbled beside me.

I knew Mom must’ve heard her, and judging by her stern look at my sister, she did. But she didn’t say or do anything, which surprised me.

“Look…” Dad said and looked directly at Nadia, “I know it’s a lot to handle. And I know you have to leave your friends behind. But look at the bright side! We’ll be the first family to inhabit that planet. We’ll be among the first five K! You know how the colonists on the other planets did.”

“I’ll be assisting with setting up the medical facilities there. And with your father’s rank, we’ll have enough influence to ensure you guys have a great future there. If I’m honest, that’s the main reason why I think we should do this.”

“But…” Nadia started.

“We’ll never find a decent house here on Earth,” Ethan interrupted her.

I knew he was biased because all he wanted was to go into space. But his face looked dead serious now.

 “Why do you think I want to join the army or work at EEV? It’s not just about the thrill of being out there! I see some of my friends work their asses off and still live with their parents. The uninhabitable zone around the equator only expands, and I don’t think the Second Civil War did anything good for us. So why stay?”

This triggered something in Nadia’s head. Because her stubborn look faded into one of realization. She didn’t say anything, but I knew my twin sister well enough to know what was going on now.

“Let’s all sleep on this for a few nights, okay?” Dad said, “We’ll talk about it again in a couple of days, so we all have time to think about it. I want all of us to go, or we won’t go at all.

I nodded silently, got up, and went upstairs. As I walked up the stairs, I saw Mom and Nadia hug each other. This was a lot to process, and as I flopped down on my bed, my brain was doing overtime. I was already working out the pros and cons, and as I heard Ethan enter his room across the hall, I knew I needed to talk to him about this.

But I didn’t want to rush over to him. I needed to give it some time. I sighed deeply, and as I laid my arms above my head, I smelled my pits. Maybe a shower would take my mind off of this. After checking for hairs in my pits and being disappointed to find none, I got up, grabbed a clean pair of boxers, and headed to the bathroom.

After I undressed, I checked if I had more hair above my willie. Maybe it was my imagination, but I thought that I could see that more hairs had grown. I was thrilled! It still wasn’t much and nowhere near a full bush, and still no hairs whatsoever on my shriveled sack, but the small patch above my growing willie made me proud.

As I turned on the shower, the beep indicated the maximum of four minutes of shower time had started. After the energy crisis of the sixties, there were strict regulations on energy usage. I didn’t mind too much. In four minutes, I could do everything I needed to do.

As I was finishing washing up, I cleaned my dick as I always did, but recently it grew stiff in my fingers as I slid my hand up and down on it to get it nice and clean. And this time was no different.

It was a nice feeling, but I couldn’t find a single article about this online in the FLiN about this, so I didn’t manage to connect the dots in any way at this time.

The beep indicating that I had thirty seconds left started, so I quickly rinsed off and was finished right before the water turned cold. I grabbed my towel, and my stiff dick bobbed up and down as I got out.

I threw the towel over my head and started drying my hair and cleaning my ears, then took the towel from my head, ready to dry my back.

The moment I lay the towel over my shoulders, my heart stopped.

I was facing the door, drying off. And there, with the door handle still in her hand, stood my sister. She looked wide-eyed at my hard willie, with her mouth slightly open.

It was as if time froze. I felt my heart beat a mile a minute. My dick twitched and grew harder than it had ever done before. My hands were on both ends of the towel, and I couldn’t move even if my life depended on it. It was as if some spell turned me into a statue.

But Nadia didn’t move either. She just kept staring at my dick as if she was also in a trance. This seemed to last for hours, but it was probably just a few seconds. Nadia’s eyes slowly moved upward over my belly and chest until they locked on mine. We stared at each other momentarily when she opened her mouth and stammered, “Grph…”

Next, she cleared her throat and said, “I’m… I’m sorry. I… I didn’t know you were in here… I…”

Her eyes moved to my hard dick again, and I said, “I uhm… I just…”

At that moment, I could move again. I lifted the towel from my neck and moved it down. She kept staring at my willie, but when my towel obscured the view, she snapped out of it, looked at the floor, and turned around.

“Just knock on my door when you’re done here so I know I can take my shower,” she said softly as she closed the door behind her.

I was SO embarrassed at that moment. My sister and I used to bathe together when we were younger, so we knew that I had a penis and she had a vagina. But after we turned six or seven, we never saw the other one naked again. Today was the very first time that someone saw me hard, and it was my damn sister!

What should I do now? Be mad at her? Forget that this ever happened? Apologize? All sorts of feelings were shooting through me at that moment. It was all so overwhelming that my willie shriveled down to its normal proportions in a heartbeat.

I dried myself, and after I pulled up my boxers, I took a deep breath and walked over to my sister’s room. It wasn’t that uncommon for her to see me in my underwear, and after what she saw minutes ago, I was actually decent. I tentatively knocked on her door and headed to my room when her door opened.

She was in a short T-shirt and panties, also not uncommon, looked at me apologetically, and said, “I’m sorry, you know… I thought nobody was in there. I knocked, and you didn’t respond, so…”

“I uhm… It’s okay, I guess. You didn’t do it on purpose, so…” I stammered, and a blush spread across my face and upper chest.

“No! It was an accident, and I’m sorry! I really am!”

“I’ll make sure to lock the door next time,” I said with a weak smile.

Nadia smiled, too. After an awkward silence, she raised an eyebrow at me.

“It, uhm…you did grow a lot, didn’t you? I mean… since we bathed…”

“Oh! Dunno. I guess so… didn’t measure it,” I lied.

“I… I didn’t expect you in there like that,” Nadia said, clearly uncomfortable. “Uhm… you look nice, you know?” Nadia said, clearly uncomfortable.

I wasn’t sure if she was trying to put me at ease and was lying to me or if she genuinely thought I looked good, but it boosted my ego, nevertheless.

My eyes landed on the tiny bumps on her T-shirt where her boobs had started growing, and I felt a new stir in my boxers. Before this got out of hand, I mumbled, “The, uhm… the shower is free.”

“Right! I’ll get my stuff,” Nadia said and turned around.

My eyes landed on her tight, round ass, and the stir was now more than just a stir. I quickly turned around so she wouldn’t see my growing boner, entered my room, and flopped onto the bed again.

“Bisque!” I whispered, “ What was that?”

I lay my arm over my eyes so I could think better. But immediately, images of Nadia staring at my boner and her growing boobs flashed before my eyes. My dick was now rock hard and twitching inside my underwear.

I tried looking up what I should do and what this all meant online in the FLiN. But ever since a Chinese company bought Meta and all the other big tech companies, the FLiN became hugely censored. According to my history teacher, the takeovers initially led to significant protests. Still, once all the Christian, conservative, and even some liberal organizations became aware of the options to ban information from the FLiN and the power that came with it, these protests died down quickly.

Now, there wasn’t any nudity, not even an accidental nipple slip, no info on abortion, or anything even remotely related to sex-ed material online. Everything that looked like someone could be offended by it was taken offline by the algorithms. Even mentioning how the FLiN used to look was technically not allowed for my teacher. But he was a great guy and a bit of a rebel, so he said he didn’t care about that.

But this lack of information didn’t help me. I didn’t know what to do about these boners. Was it normal? Did I need to do something about it? And if yes, what then!? Talking to Mom or Dad about it wasn’t an option. She’d act all understanding and caring about it but would only dance in circles around the hot potato. And Dad would be too embarrassed to talk about it and send me to Mom.

And I knew that my friends in school were in the same boat. During some secretive sessions where we’d only whisper to each other, I learned that some of my friends liked to look at the developing boobs of our classmates too. And they’d also get ‘the pressure in their pants’ as we called it. But none of them had a clue what it meant or what to do about it. We didn’t even know if it was harmful or not. But since most of us admitted we had the same issues, I figured we were probably safe. But I was running out of options to figure out what it meant or what to do about it. Unless…

The other day, Ethan walked through the hallway toward his room after his shower. I was doing my homework, and my door was open, so I could see him hurry to his room. He was in his boxers as he always was, and I hardly gave him a second look. I did notice his muscles were growing, and I was a little jealous about that, so I tried not to look.

But after he entered his room, it dawned on me that the front of his boxers was way fuller than usual. I didn’t think much of it back then, but lying on my bed like this, it was like I had an epiphany. He had a boner, too!

Maybe Ethan knew what this meant. But could I ask him about this? Would he even talk to me, his little brother, about such a private matter? Maybe if I played my cards right, he wouldn’t talk to Mom or Dad about this if he wasn’t allowed to speak about it.

My curiosity was so high by now that I just had to act! And Ethan was by far my best chance. Mom and Dad would leave us alone to think about everything, so now was as good a time as any. I put on a T-shirt, pulled up a pair of sweats, and crossed the hallway. I softly knocked on his door and waited.

Ethan opened the door and was only wearing his black boxers. I quickly glanced at my sixteen, almost seventeen-year-old brother’s body and wished I looked more like him. Maybe I should buy that app and ask Ethan if I could use his body suit…

“Sup?” Ethan asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Uhm… can we talk?”

Ethan looked puzzled at me and said, “Sure! Shoot.”

“I mean… just the two of us?” I said and looked at my sister’s door, which was slightly open.

“Sure. You wanna talk about Aetheria? Or maybe girl trouble?” he smirked as he stepped aside to let me in.

I entered his room and saw his VR body suit hanging over his chair. As I looked at it, Ethan sat on his bed and just looked at me. I didn’t really know how to bring it up, but I was glad he wasn’t pressing. So, I decided to ask about leaving Earth first. 

“I don’t know what to think about Aetheria. I mean… I like the idea of being among the first five K and the idea of living there on a new planet with lots of space, but…”

“But you have to leave everything you know behind,” Ethan added.

“Yeah! I know what I’ve got here. I don’t know how it’ll be over there. What if I don’t like most of the first five K? What if the planet sucks?”

I fell silent for a moment and felt Ethan’s eyes on me. Then he said, “But what if it doesn’t?”

I looked up at him, saw his warm smile, and knew he was right. This was about taking chances, just as Mom said.

“It’s by far the best spot we found so far. And we’re being asked to go there. If things keep going the way they’re going now here, we should be grateful for the opportunity to get out of here, and grab it with both hands! That’s how I see it, at least,” he said, put a hand on my shoulder, and pulled me toward him to hug me brotherly.

“Didn’t look at it that way,” I softly said.

We were quiet for a minute, lost in our thoughts, when Ethan asked with a chuckle, “And what about the girl trouble?”

Immediately, a blush spread across my face. It was a good thing Ethan couldn’t see me. But chickening out now would be beyond stupid. So I sat up straight and looked at my big brother.

I gathered my courage, cleared my throat, and said, “I uhm… I wanna ask you since you’re also a boy and stuff…” I managed to stammer.

The look on Ethan’s face morphed into a sly smile, but he didn’t say or do anything. So I cleared my throat again and continued, “I… do you know why I, uhm…”

I sighed deeply, and Ethan said, “Just spit it out, Dude…”

“Do you also get a lot of boners, or is something wrong with me? And do you also like looking at boobs and get hard when you see them? And when I’m in the shower cleaning myself, I always get one too!” I managed to blurt out without breathing or pausing.

His smile vanished, and he looked surprised. I probably caught him a little off guard with my question, and he shifted uncomfortably on his bed.

“I thought you needed advice with a girl or something…” he said softly but kept looking at me.

“No! Girls in my class are stupid!” I said and looked at my feet. I took a deep breath, and since everything was on the table already, kept blabbering, “It’s… I just don’t know why I get stiff in the shower, or during the ride home, or in class, or… anywhere!” my voice sounding annoyed as I said this.

My face was beet red as I said this. I didn’t have to look in the mirror to check. I was flushed and embarrassed to talk to my brother about this. But what he did next surprised me and was comforting at the same time.

Ethan grabbed me by my shoulders, pulled me close, and just hugged me. He softly said, “Don’t worry, Bro! I know exactly what you mean, and you don’t have to be ashamed about this. You’re lucky you’ve got a big brother to help you. I had to figure it out on my own.”

It was nice to be pressed against his tight, muscular chest. But as his words entered my brain, I looked up at him and asked, “Really? You know what it is? And… how to get rid of it?”

Ethan chuckled, let go of me, and sat back straight. He absentmindedly rubbed his fingers over his six-pack as he looked thoughtfully at the floor.

“About boners…” he started, and I could see movement in his boxers in the corner of my eye, but I forced myself to keep looking into his eyes.

“I know you don’t wanna talk to Mom or Dad about this. I know I sure didn’t when I was figuring this out.”

“Mom will try to be supportive and understanding, but she won’t say anything that can help me. And Dad…” I said, sounding angrier than I meant to.

“Right. Thankfully, I could talk to Rory about this. He has an older brother who taught him a thing or two. And I’m glad I can be that older brother now,” Ethan said and punched me softly on my shoulder.

I smiled weakly but was already more at ease with the situation because of how Ethan reacted. And he was about to teach me something important, so I was all ears.

He cleared his throat and said, “It’s… uhm… you, and of course, your body is growing up. And how nature works is that you can make children after a certain age. That way, the human species can live on.”

This explanation came way out of left field. I didn’t expect any of this at all. So, I looked at him, and I must’ve looked hilarious because Ethan started laughing at me in my face.

“I’m sorry, Ay! But you look just like how I felt when I first heard this!”

“You’re shitting me…” I said, feeling a million kinds of stupid, and got to my feet.

“No, no! Absolutely not! But I couldn’t help myself when I looked at you. Sit down, please!” Ethan said, and he looked serious enough to give him the benefit of the doubt. And besides, he seemed to have the info I wanted so much.

So I sat back down, and Ethan continued, “Like I said, nature needs to be sure your body is ready to reproduce. There’s no nicer way to say it. And as you grow up, your body does all sorts of checks to make sure things are okay.”

“How do I do that?” I asked.

“Do what?”

“Repruc… reproduce? Do I really have to push my willie into a girl?”

“Yes. That’s it. Well… not just anywhere into a girl,” he said, thinking for a second, “Uhm… you’ve seen Nadia when you two were younger, right?”

“Yeah…” I said with a bit of hesitation, curious about where this was going.

“Good. Then you must’ve noticed that she had a slit where your willie is, right?”

I could only nod as I pictured my sister’s slit in my head. Back then, it didn’t mean anything to me, but now that I formed a picture of it in my head, I felt a bit of movement in my underwear.

“This is where it gets interesting,” Ethan said, and paused, which gave it a dramatic effect, “Between that slit, is the entrance to her belly. A boy can stick his willie in there and put his piece of a baby in. The boy and girl parts merge, and a baby can grow inside her belly. But only after the girl has gotten her pregnancy shot, of course.”

He looked smug at me as if he just revealed the secret of the universe to me. But it only raised more questions. The question marks must’ve been practically visible because Ethan asked, “You get it? Or do you have any questions?”

“I… uhh… how do you put it in? And when do I have to make that boy’s part of the baby? I don’t know how! And will I get my willie back? Won’t it hurt? And what’ll happen to the girl?” I blurted.

“Haha! Don’t worry, Bro. I’ll have to wait for the official story until I’m eighteen, but I know you won’t have to worry. First, your willie needs to be stiff to stick it inside. And that’s why you get all these stiffies now. Your body is preparing itself for sticking it inside a girl.”

“Oh… that makes sense. I guess…” I said as I envisioned how a stiffy would slide into a slit like Nadia’s.

“And that baby stuff you need to make is called sperm or cum. It comes out the tip of your willie, like pee, but it isn’t. When you grow older, you’ll start making it automatically. Your balls will produce it, and it feels awesome when it shoots out of your willie,” Ethan said, sounding excited.

“Did you make a baby already?” I asked, surprised.

“I wish!” Ethan said, and in the corner of my eye, I noticed his boxers were tented. This made me realize I also had a boner. Again!

“What do you mean?”

“It’s supposed to be the best feeling in the world! It’s called sex, and I can’t wait to know how it feels,” Ethan said with obvious excitement in his voice and a twinkle in his eye.

“But how do you know that shooting spurn feels so good if you didn’t have the sex?”

Ethan was quiet for a few moments. I saw his boner twitch inside his boxers again and waited anxiously for his answer.

“You have to be quiet about this,” he said, looking deadly serious at me, “I can go to jail for telling you about this.”

“Really!? Why?”

“There’s a law that makes it illegal to talk to people under eighteen about this stuff. It’s even illegal for minors to talk to other minors.”

“I didn’t know that…” I said, feeling sorry for my brother.

“You couldn’t know. That’s the whole point of this stupid law. So.. not a word, okay?”

“Of course!”

“You can simulate sex by using your hand,” Ethan said as he exhaled and looked me in the eye.

I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about, and it must’ve shown. How could I simulate a slit like Nadia’s?

“You move your fist up and down over your willie, and if you do this long enough, you’ll shoot your sperm.”

I tried to picture how this would work and answered with a simple, “Oh. I see.”

Ethan checked me out, and after a few moments, he sighed deeply again. He shook his head and said, “No, you don’t. Look… I think it’s best if I show you. But you must swear you don’t talk about this to anyone. And I mean anyone!”

“I swear! I’m not a snitch. And I wanna know how to get rid of these annoying boners!”

“Okay then. Take off your clothes,” he said, got up, locked the door, and came back.

All the while, his boner was tenting out his boxers, and I could hardly take my eyes off it.

“Do I have to be naked?” I asked as he sat back down.

“Yup. That’s the easiest way to do this. There is no need to be shy. It’s just us boys here.”

“But I’m… I’ve got…”

“You’ve got a boner, yes. But so do I, and we need to be stiff to do this anyways, so just whip it out,” Ethan said, pulling off his boxers.

I started taking off my clothes, feeling more at ease now. I started with my shirt, and after I slid down my shorts, I couldn’t keep my eyes from the front of my brother’s boxers. The moment his stiff willie came into view, I sucked in a breath. Ethan saw me looking, and a sly smile spread across his face.

“You’ll do some growing in the coming years. Don’t worry,” he said warmly.

“It’s big!” I stammered.

“Mwah.., It isn’t THAT big. Us Wilson’s aren’t blessed with large dicks, but we make it up with hardness and fatness. Look!” he said as he tried to bend his willie and failed to do so.

Since Ethan wasn’t acting shyly, I figured I might as well get naked. I took a deep breath and slid down my boxers. With a smacking sound, my boner slapped against my belly.

“Wow, Ay! You’re bigger than me when I was your age,” he said with pride in his voice.

“Really?”

“Yeah, Dude, I swear!”

I looked at my hard willie sticking out from my groin and realized Ethan was right about the hardness and how thick it was. I only had references from my classmates in the showers at school, but I didn’t think much of it back then. I was the one with the fat willie. That was all. No one in class gave each other a second look because you weren’t supposed to look, so neither did I.

Ethan sat on his desk chair opposite the bed’s edge. He motioned me to sit on the bed and look at him.

“Look,” he said as he wrapped his fist around his boner, “take it loosely in your fist like this.”

Seeing my brother like this looked odd, and butterflies flew in my belly. But I didn’t want to wimp out, so I gripped my willie like Ethan did and kept looking at his big dick in his fist.

“Good. Now, slowly move it up and down like this.”

I mimicked my brother but felt a sting as I moved it up. A soft “Ow!” escaped my lips, and I looked helplessly at my brother.

“Don’t grip it too firmly,” he said, “I made the same mistake as you the first time.”

I nodded and loosened my grip. I saw Ethan was moving his fist up and down on his boner at a steady pace, so I just followed his lead. We were quiet for a few minutes, jerking ourselves. I started to pant a little, which I found odd. But I also noticed how Ethan moaned occasionally, and his breathing was thick and heavy.

“If you… keep going… hmm… it will start to feel… really good… ohh…” Ethan panted, his eyes fixed on my moving fist and boner.

A tingle spread through my balls as he said this. I couldn’t place the sensations yet, and it felt a little like my sack fell asleep, just like my foot would sometimes do when I sat on the couch in a specific position. My panting got heavier, and the tingle spread throughout my lower body.

There was a buildup that felt like I had to pee. So I stopped moving my fist and said, “I think I have to pee!”

“No… keep going!” Ethan said and stopped moving his own fist.

“But… I don’t wanna pee on your floor…”

“Trust me. It isn’t pee, and you’ve got to keep going! I promise it’ll be worth it!” Ethan was toying with his dick as he urged me on.

I kept looking at my brother’s fat willie as I started stroking again. Somehow, the look of his willie moving around in his fingers was mesmerizing. The tingle I felt earlier was back and was building rapidly. It was as if a dam was holding back something powerful, and the pressure on that dam kept building.

“I… I… its…” I panted.

“Keep going, Ay!” I heard Ethan say somewhere in the distance.

I zoned out, and all I could feel was that buildup in my willie and balls. It rose to the point that I was sure I’d start peeing, but when the dam finally broke, I was overwhelmed with the sensations flowing through my body. Every nerve was on fire, every muscle contracted, and all I could feel was the twitching of my stiff willie in my hand.

“Ohhh…” I finally managed to moan as I exhaled.

I realized I was holding my breath up until then, and after I exhaled, the twitching started again, but at a much slower pace with less intensity.

I opened my eyes and saw Ethan stroking his willie again, but now, his fist was flying up and down on it instead of the low pace he used earlier.

“Ohh… look out, Ay!!” he moaned loudly.

It was as if he wasn’t himself at that moment. His fist was flying, and his eyes were locked on my crotch but were completely out of focus. Next, his whole body stiffened, and he stopped stroking. A heartbeat later, jets of fluid shot from the tip of his dick, and they landed on my leg and arm.

I had never seen anything like this. Ethan had already warned me this wasn’t pee, so I wasn’t too upset about being sprayed on. It felt warm and looked interesting as it started sliding down my leg.

“I’m sorry, Ay!” Ethan panted after a couple of moments.

“Is this…” I asked and scooped a bit of it on my finger.

“That’s sperm, yes… oh wow… that was bisque!”

Ethan grabbed a towel from under his bed and started cleaning himself. I was inspecting the gooey stuff between my fingers as Ethan finished up.

He handed me the towel, said, “You started making some already!” and pointed at the tip of my willie.

I looked down and noticed a tiny drop of clear liquid on the tip of my cut willie. It looked nothing like the stuff between my fingers, so I said, “Mine’s a lot different…”

“Yeah. This isn’t the real deal yet, just the stuff that can hold your cum. But this is an important start, Dude! I was almost a year older than you when I first started.”

I felt a strange sense of pride wash over me. My big brother, who had just taught me something essential and personal, complimented me on how amazing this all was.

I started wiping my brother’s sperm from my body and wiped my fingers clean. I looked at the clear drop sitting on the tip of my dick and swiped it onto my finger. Immediately, it was obvious that this wasn’t even close to my brother’s cum. This stuff was almost like a drop of water, whereas my brother’s was thicker and more like snot.

“You’ve got to taste it, Dude,” Ethan said.

I looked at him to see if he was making fun of me, but his warm smile told me he was serious.

“But… it’s from my… you know…”

“Doesn’t matter. It’s your cum, Dude! Every boy needs to taste their cum. Especially the first drop.”

I figured he was right since he had proven himself right about all this, so I put my finger in my mouth and let the taste of that little drop go through my mouth. It tasted surprisingly sweet with a tiny hint of salt in it.

I looked surprised at my brother, who smiled broadly when I said, “It doesn’t taste bad!”

“I know! And now you’ve joined the club.”

“What club?”

“You’re part of the big boys now!” he said as he playfully punched me on my shoulder.

Ethan grabbed his boxers and started pulling them up. This was my cue to also get dressed. My willie was still semi-hard, and the way the tingles spread through my body during my cum, was on top of my mind.

Ethan must’ve noticed because he said, “You can do this as much as you want. Just make sure you’re alone because it’s something you do privately. And remember… don’t tell a soul!”

I simply nodded, still a bit overwhelmed by it all. Ethan looked at me and sat back on his chair. As he sat down, he tightened his abs, and they were even more pronounced that way. He saw me looking and said, “That suit works amazingly well. Wanna try it sometime?”

“Can I? Yeah, please!”

“But you’ll have to buy your own app. You can’t use my points!”

“Of course! Thanks!” I said and gave my underwear-clad big brother a tight hug, “For everything!”

“Don’t sweat it, Ay! Glad I could help.”

I crossed the hallway and went into my room to think about everything I learned today.

End of chapter 2

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Sibling Rivalry – Chapter Six

Adult/Youth, Boy/Woman Sex, Cousins, Gay, Incest, Masturbation, Oral, Siblings, Straight, Teens |

Sibling Rivalry
By
rwxxx13 (rwxxx13@yahoo.com)

Chapter 6

If Megan had thought she was done with Jack, she was sorely mistaken. Literally sore, because it turned out that the eleven-year-old was a lot like that Energizer Bunny. Once he got started, he kept going… and going… and going…

Megan was pretty exhausted by the time Jacky fucked her on the ottoman after Richie had left. She needed some food in her, so she went into the kitchen to whip up something for lunch. However, despite her complaints, Jack kept rubbing up against her, or sucking at her tits, or sliding his talented little fingers up between her legs. Of course, her complaints were halfhearted at best.

She was bent over looking at something in the fridge when Jack stepped up behind her, grabbed her hips and just slid his little cock into her from behind. She had to stand there, bracing herself against the bottom shelf while the preteen wonder fucked her to another explosive orgasm while she stared at a container of strawberry yogurt. At least she could be thankful for the cool air on her face.

It took Megan forty minutes to prepare some canned soup and make grilled cheese sandwiches, because she had to keep stopping while Jack fucked her. He fucked her once at the fridge, once with her sitting on the counter while Jack stood on one of the chairs, and then once again with her standing at the dining room table, her upper body laid flat while Jack used a chair again, kneeling on it so he could fuck her in the ass. She wasn’t quite ready to admit just how much she loved his little cock in her ass.

It was almost scary, the kid’s stamina. He wasn’t just bringing her either. Each time he fucked her, he’d cum as well. She’d heard of course of the recovery power of young guys, but she didn’t see Jack’s little dick go soft once. She couldn’t help but think of those Viagra commercials and wonder if she should call a doctor after four hours to complain that no matter how many times her eleven-year-old nephew fucked her, his erection wouldn’t go away.

Sated in more ways than one after lunch, Megan went into the living room and flopped down on the sofa, leaning back and shutting her eyes. What a morning. She’d have never imagined it in a million years, that she’d spend a day getting fucked silly by a little boy. Jack was cute and sexy and funny and wicked. Everything she could have dreamed of in a boy lover. He was attentive and cared about her pleasure, and was advanced well beyond his years in making that happen.

Megan felt uneasy though. Things were going better than she’d ever dared hope, or even dream. Her nephews were beautiful and perfect, their bodies, their cocks, everything she’d ever wanted. She was waiting for the other shoe to drop, and she knew in her heart that shoe was going to be Nicole finding out about her, about what she’d been doing with her sons. She dreaded the confrontation, and it saddened her, because she knew it would wreck their relationship. Even if she managed to keep herself out of prison, there was no way Nicole would ever let her back into her life.

What could she do though? Leave? It was a bit too late for that, but she couldn’t imagine being able to get through the rest of her vacation without Nicole catching on to her depravity. She also couldn’t imagine just stopping. The boys were gorgeous. Gloriously sexy and eager for her. Eager to give her those lovely cocks and make her dreams come true.

Megan sensed him before she felt him. She was lying there when she felt the lightest of touches on her thighs, and then she gasped as Jack pushed his face between her legs and began to lap at her overworked pussy.

“Jacky, how can you want more?” she moaned, running her fingers through his short blond hair and writhing already as the boy worked his tongue up inside her.

Then the boy leaned back enough to say, “I like the taste.” Then, as if he felt the need to clarify, “Of your pussy.”

“Of my pussy,” she agreed. “Mmmm, eat that pussy.” Had she really just said that?

Jack backed his tongue out and rasped it over her inner lips, over and over again, the top of each upward trip sliding firmly over her clit and making her shudder. She gasped when he reached up between her legs and shoved two… no, three fingers up inside her. Then she gasped again as he pressed his lips around her clitoral hood and began to suck while flicking it rapidly with his tongue.

“Jacky… Jacky…” she moaned. “Oh, fuck, you’re gonna make me cum!”

Then the eleven-year-old straightened and grabbed her hips, surprising her with his wiry strength as he pulled her ass to the edge of the couch. “Gonna fuck you and make you cum,” he growled in his little boy voice.

“Yeah, Jacky,” she moaned eagerly, biting her bottom lip. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me with that hot little cock!”

He sank it into her, all the way to the hilt in one stroke and she nearly choked on the pleasure. There were no preliminaries this time. The preteen just began to hammer her, hard and fast, rocking her body with his thrusts, his bony hips jamming into her almost painfully. Megan was amazed at how full four inches of boycock could make her feel. It felt like Jack’s cock was riding into her stomach and she felt split apart. It didn’t make any sense, and she didn’t care.

“Fuckin’ your pussy so hard,” Jack gasped.

The dirty talk ratcheted up Megan’s pleasure in a way she didn’t understand. “Slam that sweet cock into me, baby,” she growled, gripping his muscular little ass. “Fuck me… fuck me… fuck your aunt’s pussy!”

“Fuckin’ you with my jailbait dick!” he grinned. “Little boy dick fucking your dirty pervert pussy.”

“Fuck!” she cried, her head slamming back against the cushions, feeling herself starting to cum around her nephew’s driving little cock. “Do it, Jacky! Shoot your little boy cum into my dirty pussy!”

“Gonna do it!” he gasped. “Gonna shoot my boy jizz right into your cunt!”

“Do it, Jacky!” she whined, shaking now as her orgasm crested, feeling the boy continue to slam himself into her. “Fill my pussy with your hot, sweet cum!”

Woman and boy shook as Jack’s cock jerked out his dry cum and Megan’s hungry pussy sucked madly at the little organ. Jack collapsed on top of her, breathing loudly, still inside her. Megan hugged his sweaty little body to her, also breathing hard, feeling the warmth of her orgasm melting through her body.

Finally, Megan felt Jack’s face lift up off her chest and she opened her eyes to see him grinning at her. “You’re weird,” he said. “That was fun.”

“Mmm…” she mewled, pulling his tight little ass against her, feeling his still-hard cock jerk inside her. “You bring out the weird in me, Jacky.”

“You wanna fuck again?” he asked, giving her a couple of gentle strokes of his buried cock, which made shivers race up and down Megan’s body.

“No, you little monster!” she laughed, pushing him away. “You’re going to kill me.”

Jack knelt there in front of her, his little erection throbbing and wet. “Suck it then, okay?”

“How can you want to cum again?” she asked, honestly amazed.

“Please?” he wheedled, climbing up on the sofa and straddling her legs.

“You are such a brat,” she grinned, and she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his little pink crown. She could taste herself on him and she rasped a tongue up along his thin shaft.

“You like my cock,” Jack said.

“I love your cock,” she grinned, then she licked him again.

The doorbell rang.

Megan panicked, sitting bolt upright and spilling Jack to the floor. “Sorry,” she said, wide-eyed. “What do we do?” She crossed her legs nervously. Her pussy was still wet and Jack’s little cock was still shining with a combination of her pussy juice and her tongue.

“Uh, usually answer the door,” Jack said with way too much sarcasm for an eleven-year-old.

“But, Jacky, we were…” Megan began, and all of a sudden felt shy saying they were fucking.

“Well, we’re not right this second, so nobody’ll know,” Jack said, walking to the door.

Megan straightened her back, put one arm over the back of the sofa and then nervously tried it on the arm, struggling for nonchalance. She watched Jack’s tanned, muscled little butt as he walked to the door. He opened it, but she wasn’t at an angle to see out.

“Hey,” she heard a voice say. A boy’s voice.

“Hi, Jack.” That was a girl, and she was obviously being very flirty, if her drawn out and playful ‘hi’ was any indication.

“Hey, April,” Jack said. “Shane’s not home.” Megan saw him hook a thumb over his shoulder. “I’m just hangin’ with my aunt.”

“She must be pretty to get you that hard,” Megan heard the girl say.

Then the first voice, the boy, said, “Geez, April, don’t just grab it. We’re outside.”

“Then let’s go inside,” the girl, April said. Then once more in her flirty voice, “You wanna play, Jack?”

Jack turned to look at Megan, giving her raised eyebrows. Megan shook her head in a firm no, but it didn’t do any good, as she saw someone brushing past Jack through the door.

It was the girl. She was a cute little thing, about Jack’s height and probably his age, although it was always hard to tell at that age. She was naked of course, with perky little budding breasts, really no more than swollen, conical nipples thrusting maybe two inches out on her chest. They were topped by little brown nipples, obviously stiff and about the size of pencil erasers. She had the tiniest bit of brown hair between her legs, straight and silky strands just at the top of her puffy labia. Like a little brown Hitler mustache on its side. Megan wasn’t sure why Hitler came to mind, except that maybe she felt a little bit like Poland in 1939.

“Hi,” the girl said perkily. Megan had perky on the brain. “I’m April,” the girl said, coming into the room and walking toward Megan. She had pigtails sticking up out of her head like radar towers. Even her hair was perky, Megan thought.

“Hi,” Megan said nervously. Could the girl smell it? The smell of sex? Pussy and sweat and illicit animal heat?

Megan heard Jack say, “I guess you might as well come in.”

“You’re Jack’s aunt?” April asked, coming to a stop in front of Megan. She could see her nephew opening the door to admit the boy.

If Megan had to guess, she’d assume the boy was the girl’s sister. He was older, and taller, maybe five-foot-five to the girl’s not quite five feet. He was an attractive boy, with the same brown hair as his sister, but short and parted on the side, creating a swoop. He was tanned all over of course, and had a small, but full little bush of brown curls over a fat little nub of a penis. Megan wondered if it was the same as Shane’s magical growing dick. Megan figured he was maybe a tall thirteen or maybe fourteen. She tore her eyes away from the kid’s dick, realizing the girl was waiting for an answer.

Megan forced a smile. “Hi, yeah. I’m visiting for a couple of weeks. You’re friends of Jack and Shane?”

“Good friends,” the girl grinned, putting an emphasis on ‘good’ and cocking her slender little hips. Backlit by the panes of glass on either side of the door, Megan could see the distinctive little swells of the girl’s inner lips. Megan hadn’t seen a girl naked since she was one herself.

“This is Rain,” Jack said, accompanying the boy, his little erection swaying side to side.

“April Rain?” Megan asked. “Has someone shot your parents yet?”

The kids both laughed. “Mom thinks she’s a hippy,” the boy said in his scratchy adolescent voice.

April smiled, and then stepped over to Jack. She leaned close, putting her arm around the boy’s waist and whispered in his ear, grinning. Megan felt an unreasoning surge of jealousy. Then she felt a bit of alarm as Jack turned to her with a look. She wasn’t sure exactly what that look meant, but she was pretty sure it wasn’t good. The girl continued to whisper in Jack’s ear. Her nephew turned to whisper something to her, and then the girl boldly reached down and wrapped her hand around Jack’s boner.

Megan felt her eyebrows go up in surprise at the girl’s… well… balls. Like the little balls she was now brazenly caressing. Jack turned to Megan with a blush, and said, “She knows.”

Megan felt her heart jump into her throat while a ball of ice coalesced in her chest. She opened her mouth to speak, but April beat her to it, saying, “His dick was still wet when he answered the door.” Then she smiled seductively and said, “I could smell you on my fingers.”

“Well, fuck,” Megan said, just about summing up everything.

“Okay,” the girl grinned and plopped down on the couch next to Megan. She turned to her with a sunny smile and asked, “Do you wanna do Jack again, or Rain?”

Megan was stunned, to say the least. She looked over at Rain to see the older boy gently squeezing his penis, which she thought was starting to respond.

“Don’t worry, Aunt Megan,” Jack said. “They won’t tell. I promise.”

“Jack…” Megan said in a low, warning voice.

“We really won’t,” April said, leaning close. “We’ve done stuff with grown-ups before.”

“You have?” Megan asked, somehow no longer surprised.

The girl nodded and gave her a sly smile. “Do you like girls?” she asked as she placed a hand on Megan’s thigh. “You’re really pretty.”

“Uh… you’re very pretty, too,” Megan allowed, “but-” Megan got no further as the little girl slid her hand upward and her fingers lightly petted Megan’s swollen lips.

“You’re so wet already,” April said in a low voice. Then Megan gave a little gasp as she felt delicate fingers gently spread her open and slide into her.

In all the time Megan was dating boyish looking women, she had never once thought about being with a girl, but here was this adorable little preteen thing gently fingering her and she found herself looking at April in a new light.

“Boys are great for fucking,” April said, “but they aren’t nearly as good at eating pussy as a girl.”

“I am,” Jack protested.

April turned to the boy with a considering look and then grinned and said, “Okay, most boys.” Jack grinned proudly.

With that, April slid off the couch and crouched neatly between Megan’s legs. Her hands stroked Megan’s thighs while looking up at her for permission it seemed.

Megan sighed. “In for a penny.”

April’s face screwed up in confusion. “Huh?”

Megan explained, “I mean that I’ve already fucked my eleven-year-old nephew, and some random, giant-dicked kid, so I guess adding a brother and sister to my list of charges isn’t going to make a whole lot of difference.”

“Does that mean I can eat your pussy?” the girl asked.

Megan chuckled. “Sweetie, be my guest.” Then she leaned back and spread her legs wider, so overwhelmed by what was happening that her only option was to just ride the wave.

April wasted no time at all. She went right for Megan’s clit, and already turned on with her time with Jack, Megan went from zero to sixty in about three point two seconds.

“Fuck,” Megan said with a shuddering sigh, her hands reaching down to lightly play with the girl’s pigtails. Pigtails. Megan couldn’t believe she was getting her pussy eaten by someone with pigtails.

Megan looked up to find the two boys just standing there looking at them. The boy, Rain, apparently did not have Shane’s penis magic. He was standing up stiffly. It was thick. Thicker than Shane’s even, but probably no more than three inches long. It looked sort of like a fireplug, almost as thick as it was long.

April had apparently sensed her inattention to her eager pussy licking, and she looked up and then back. “Jack, put it in me, okay?”

The boy wonder didn’t require convincing. He hurried over and then lifted the end of the coffee table and moved it aside so he could kneel down behind April, who went to her knees in anticipation. Megan watched as Jack pushed his dick down with his thumb, then leaned a bit to the left, lining up his target. April meanwhile went back to licking and sucking at Megan’s pussy.

Megan knew the exact moment Jack’s cock slid into the little girl’s pussy, because April lifted her head with a moan and an almost pained look in her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut. She sighed and opened her eyes with a smile. Over her shoulder she said, “That’s really nice.” Then the girl turned her gaze up to Megan and asked, “Isn’t Jack’s dick great?”

“Yes, it is,” Megan had to say.

April grinned. “I bet he made you cum like crazy. Jack loves to fuck.”

Megan couldn’t help but laugh. “I think you saved me from him. He was trying to fuck me to death.”

April laughed. “You’re funny,” she said, and then her mouth was back on Megan’s pussy.

Megan looked over and saw Rain standing there all alone with his fat erection. She caught his eye and crooked her finger at him. “You look so lonely over there,” she said.

Rain grinned and came over and sat where his sister had sat before. Megan twisted a bit so she could see the boy better. He was just a tiny bit shorter than she was, but his body was still a slim boy’s body. “Hi,” she said with a smile.

Rain gave her a shy smile in return. “Hey.”

“Heck of a way to meet,” Megan joked.

Rain grinned appreciatively. “You’re really pretty.”

“Thank you,” she said. “You’re rather cute yourself. Maybe you could kneel up so I can get a closer look at you. If you don’t mind, that is.”

“I don’t mind,” Rain said a bit eagerly, quickly going to his knees.

This close, Megan could see the red highlights in the boy’s little pubic bush. It rose no more than an inch from the base of his thick little cock and stretched about two inches across, curving with the curve of the root of his dick. The boy’s cock really was surprisingly thick. Perhaps nearly as thick as Richie’s had been, but she thought that it was likely a smidge on the wrong side of three inches. He was cut, and the pink glans was oddly small in relation to the thick shaft, not flaring out at all and instead rounding off quickly.

Rain was looking down at her as she examined his erection. “It’s not very big,” he said almost apologetically.

“Looks pretty big to me,” she said, looking up at him with a grin, then shuddering from what the girl was doing between her legs.

“Yeah, but not long,” he said.

“I doubt anyone cares,” Megan said. Then, “How old are you, Rain?”

“Fourteen,” he said. “April’s eleven.”

“And a half!” April said, taking a break from the wonderful things she was doing between Megan’s legs. The girl had been right. Females just knew how to take care of a pussy.

Megan shuddered and opened her eyes to find Rain smiling at her. “April loves eating girls out,”

he informed her.

“And fucking,” Jack said enthusiastically, and Megan turned to see the boy slowly sliding himself in and out of the girl’s no doubt tiny pussy.

“Yeah, she loves to fuck, too. She makes me do it like five times a day.”

“Yeah, I make you,” the girl said sardonically. “I wasn’t even awake this morning and you were sticking it in me.”

“That was yesterday,” Rain said. “This morning you were fucking Brady.”

The girl looked up from Megan’s pussy, her face wet and said, “Oh yeah. You’re right.” Then she went right back to work between Megan’s legs.

“And who’s Brady?” Megan asked curiously.

“Our little brother,” Rain said. “He’s even hornier than April.”

“He’s got a big dick for a nine-year-old,” Jack said.

Megan just let all this wash over her. Brothers and sisters fucking. Nine-year-old boys apparently fucking. For a moment, Megan imagined Jack with a nine-year-old boy and she felt herself going. Her head went back into the cushions while she whined and shook.

Megan finally opened her eyes when she felt April pushing herself up with her hands on Megan’s thighs. Jack was kneeling there with a wet and throbbing dick. April said, “I made her cum. Your turn.”

She was apparently talking to her brother, because Rain eagerly slid off the couch and moved to his knees between Megan’s legs. Apparently she was going to fuck Rain now. Megan shrugged at the absurdity of it all.

“You’ll like Rain’s dick,” April promised, reaching out to gently squeeze Megan’s nipple.

Rain didn’t bother asking Megan if he could fuck her, and Megan didn’t bother stopping him. She just gasped as she felt that fat little cock spread her open and a moment later he was all the way inside her. He began to fuck her with short, powerful thrusts. Of course, short thrusts was all he was going to manage, but Megan didn’t care; there was another young boy fucking her.

“That…” Megan gasped, then bit her lip and wrapped her legs around Rain’s slim hips. “Fuck. That is one fat little cock.”

“Told you,” April said. Then she moved her ass to the edge of the sofa like Megan’s was and dipped a hand down between her own legs. Megan watched her spread those tiny pink petals, which were glistening with wetness. “Fuck me again, Jack.”

Then Megan got to watch while her eleven-year-old nephew slid his gorgeous four-inch cock into the tight little hole between the girl’s legs. Megan wasn’t sure what it was about the sight, but it sent her off again and she gasped and tightened her legs around Rain, who took that as a cue to fuck her faster and harder.

“I’m gonna…!” the boy gasped, and then Rain jammed himself forward once more and Megan felt him coating the walls of her pussy with his hot teen juice.

“Uhhh, squirt it, baby!” she moaned, cumming again. “Fill my pussy up!”

Seconds later, Rain leaned back, breathing hard, his fat little cock shining and dripping with oozing cum. Then April cheerily cried, “Switch!”

Rain grinned and Jack said, “Yeah!”

The boys quickly changed places and once again, Megan’s pussy was invaded by her nephew’s cock. Jack began to fuck her quickly, those fast little rabbit thrusts that drove her crazy. As her body rocked from the preteen’s assault, Megan watched as Rain slid that stubby cock of his into his sister’s pussy, watched as the girl’s swollen outer lips were pushed out to make room for it. As if he hadn’t just cum less than a minute before, Rain began to fuck his little sister with the same speed and force that Jack was giving to Megan.

Megan was biting her lip, her face tight with pleasure. Her eyes were going back and forth between Jack’s pistoning little dick and Rain’s pounding, stubby cock. She noticed April looking up at her, and when the girl saw her attention, she grinned and said, “Aren’t dicks great?”

Megan laughed, a laugh that turned into a moan as Jack bent down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. “So great,” she gasped.

April gave the woman a speculative look, her own face wincing with pleasure as her big brother continued to pound her tiny pussy with his fat cock. “Did you ever fuck other boys?”

“Not before yesterday,” Megan admitted.

“She’s a teacher,” Jack said helpfully, releasing her wet, swollen nipple for a moment, then giving it a quick flick of his tongue afterwards.

“What grade?” April asked, interested.

“Sixth,” Megan said. “I teach sixth-grade English.”

“I like English,” April said as she wrapped her legs around her brother’s waist. “There must be some cute boys in your classes.”

“She thinks about fucking and sucking them all day,” Jack said with a laugh.

“You should do it,” April said. “You’re really pretty. I bet they’d love to fuck you.”

Which of course got Megan thinking once again of being fucked by some of the cute boys she’d taught, the fantasy so much more intense given the hot little four-inch cock currently invading her throbbing pussy.

“You’re giving away all my secrets, Jacky,” Megan said in a strained voice.

“She gives really good blowjobs, too,” Jack grinned.

Megan laughed, delighted with the insanity of it all. Getting fucked by her eleven-year-old nephew who was telling an eleven-year-old girl and the fourteen-year-old brother who was fucking her beside them about her skill in sucking a little boy’s dick. Part of her knew that this was all going to end in disaster, which made her want to enjoy it while she could and also lent all her thoughts and actions a slightly manic air.

“April!” Rain gasped. “Gonna… ungh!”

Megan watched as the young teen pulled backward, causing that little fireplug of a cock to spring upward, where it bucked and sprayed three quick streamers of slightly cloudy jizz which coated his sister’s belly. Apparently that set Jack off, and the boy pressed into her hard and desperate, shaking and grunting while Megan felt his slender little cock jerking inside her.

Megan held Jack against her tightly, her pussy convulsing as his sweaty little body shook. She slicked her hands down over his athletic ass, pulling him against her, feeling him shift inside. Even after everything, the eleven-year-old’s cock showed no signs of wilting.

“Well, we better go,” April said. Megan watched as Rain stood, a thin droplet of cum sliding down his short, fat shaft, which continued to strain upward. The fact that the boy was about to leave, to walk around the complex with his thick little cock standing up for all to see shot another shiver through Megan.

Jack pulled away from Megan and stood, his own little erection glistening in the sunlight streaming through the windows. “Bye, you guys,” Jack said.

April walked up and kissed Jack soundly, reaching down to squeeze his cock, and Megan felt a surge of possessiveness. “It was nice meeting you, Megan,” April said.

Meeting, Megan thought with amusement. “You too,” she smiled. She didn’t feel the need to warn them about keeping her secret. She felt sure the siblings wouldn’t talk, although she had no reason to think that.

Jack saw the boy and girl out and then came back to her smiling, his dick still standing up. “Wanna do it again?” the boy asked hopefully.

Megan laughed tiredly. “No!” she smiled. “It’s almost two and you’ve about fucked me raw. Your mom and Shane are going to be home soon and we should wash off the smell of all this sex.”

“Your pussy, you mean,” Jack said with a grin.

“Yes, Jack, the smell of my pussy off your cute little cock,” she said, reaching out to gently tweak the boy’s erection.

Jack agreed to the shower, but of course insisted on taking his with her, which of course turned into her sitting on the bench in a cloud of steam while Jack worked himself into another grunting little cum between her legs.

Megan was firm afterwards about avoiding any sex play, much to Jack’s temporary disappointment, which was quickly alleviated by pulling up a Marvel movie on the Disney channel. Megan was amazed to see that the boy’s indefatigable penis remained erect, even as the Avengers were saving the world. She began to worry what her sister might think if she came home and saw it, and realized ruefully that Nicole would likely be more suspicious if the boy’s dick wasn’t hard.

The fate of the Earth remained up in the air, as the movie was interrupted when Shane and his mother arrived home laden with shopping bags. Megan was amused to see that Shane’s shirt was already off, the boy was so eager to get out of his clothes. Jack gave her a secretive grin as he followed his brother up the stairs.

“Was he a complete monster?” Nicole asked as she came into the living room where Megan was sitting on the sofa.

“He was an angel,” Megan said.

Nicole laughed. “He obviously has you fooled,” her sister joked. “All part of his evil plan to conquer the world.”

Megan was left alone after that, as her sister went up to change. Or rather to get undressed. She was back in a couple of minutes, gloriously nude of course, and Megan felt that old flash of jealousy in viewing her sister’s perfect body.

“Oh my lord,” Nicole said as she joined Megan on the couch. “He’s had you watching superheroes? I’ll bet he’s seen that movie thirty times, no exaggeration.” She turned the channel, putting on The Great British Baking Show. Then, without looking at her, Nicole asked, “So, is that all you guys did all day? Watch superheroes?”

Megan felt herself freeze. Was there an undercurrent in her sister’s tone? “Oh, we had lunch and talked,” Megan said with as much casualness as she could force into her voice. “He had a couple of friends come over and they played together for awhile.”

“Oh? What friends?” Nicole asked, turning to her.

“April and Rain,” Megan said.

Nicole laughed. “Those names,” she shook her head. “They’re nice kids. So… they played upstairs?”

“Some,” Megan lied, wondering what she should say. Wondering what Nicole would want to hear. Eager to change the subject, she said, “That boy brought you a dish, too. Richie.”

“Richie? The winner of the Kentucky Derby, Richie?” Nicole asked.

Megan couldn’t help a laugh, which petered out a bit at the end as she remembered the thirteen-year-old’s massive cock inside her. “That’s the one,” she said.

“And did they play up in Jacky’s room?” Nicole asked slyly, turning and placing a friendly hand on Megan’s knee. Megan couldn’t help a blush, which caused her sister to grin. “Did they have satisfied looks on their faces when they came down? Was Jacky walking funny?”

“Nic!” Megan asked, blushing harder but unable to stop a grin.

“Going to have to have that boy sleep over some night. Maybe I can catch them at it.”

“You’re awful,” Megan said, but the thought sent a twinge through her pussy.

Megan’s pussy got another twinge a few minutes later when the boys came downstairs. Megan knew instantly that Jack had told his older brother what the two of them had done that afternoon. She could see the knowledge in the thirteen-year-old’s eyes. Megan was sitting in the corner of the sofa, her left leg folded under her and her right bent with her foot up on the cushion. She wasn’t even sure why she did it, but she moved her leg to the right, spreading herself open to Shane’s gaze, only belatedly looking over at her sister to see if she’d noticed. She didn’t seem to have seen that, but she certainly noticed when Shane’s cock instantly stiffened to steely hardness.

“Boys,” Nicole said sardonically after a glance over at her son’s throbbing erection. “Only a thirteen-year-old boy could get a hard-on watching British people making pies.”

End of chapter six.

Copyright 2023 – Rwxxx13
All rights reserved

Yes, really! This is it. The End. No more chapters will follow. Not written by me, nor by Rwxxx13. Sadly, he passed away and will never write another story or chapter. Even though I think it deserves a decent ending, I’ll never write and end to it. I don’t want to touch this genius writer’s work, because I know I’ll never do it justice. But please! Feel free to do so yourself, and send it to me and I might end up posting it here!

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Sibling Rivalry – Chapter Five

Adult/Youth, Boy/Woman Sex, Cousins, Gay, Incest, Siblings, Straight, Teens |

Sibling Rivalry
By
rwxxx13 (rwxxx13@yahoo.com)

Chapter 5

“AUNT MEGAN!”

Megan was jolted awake just in time to see two fleshy torpedoes fly through the air to impact on either side of her, bouncing her up a foot off the bed. Jack grinned up at her cheekily from her right side, while Shane gave her a shyer, but no less pleased smile from her left.

“We called your name like three times but you didn’t hear us,” the dark-haired boy explained.

“So we had to dive bomb you,” Jack added, clear from his tone that the boys had sadly had no choice in the matter.

“No sleeping in around these parts,” Nicole said, leaning casually in the doorway, her arms crossed underneath her large breasts, smiling.

“We’re going to go get pancakes!” Jack said excitedly.

“We already took showers,” Shane said, and as he mentioned it, Megan was able to smell the scent of clean boys. “You gotta hurry so you can come with.”

“Yeah, hurry up, Sleeping Beauty,” Nicole laughed. Then, “You guys leave your Aunt Megan alone and go get dressed.”

“I don’t have to,” Jack said.

“Well, Shane does,” Nicole answered. “You can stay your cute little naked self. Now go!”

The boys were off like a shot, with Nicole laughing and trying to keep from being stampeded. She turned to watch them and then turned back to Megan with a smile. “Like a herd of buffalo,” she grinned. “I thought we could all go to breakfast. Shane has a doctor’s appointment and I promised him game and clothes shopping afterwards. You won’t mind watching Jack, I hope?”

“Of course not,” Megan said, tiny tingles shivering through her as she studied her sister’s words for hidden meaning. Stupid, she knew. If Nicole knew about what had happened with Jack they’d likely be going to the police rather than for pancakes. She certainly wouldn’t be leaving her alone with the boy.

“Then up!” Nicole laughed. “I swear, I’m going to give up law for cat wrangling. Get ready while I try to herd my hellions.”

Megan showered quickly, thankful to wash the stink of preteen sex off her body before her sister noticed. Jack said he had no need to dress, and neither, apparently, did Megan. They were eating at the clubhouse on the property, which she was told served a nice breakfast. So she and Jack ate nude except for sneakers, while Shane and Nicole, who would be leaving directly afterward, were dressed for the outside world. Megan marveled again at how nudity had become her new normal so quickly.

As Megan chewed thoughtfully on a slice of crispy bacon, she kept finding her eyes roaming. Not only to Jack, but to the three other boys in the clubhouse who were cute enough, and in the right age range, to attract her attention. One of the boys was the beautiful blond she’d seen that first day at the pool. He had long, wavy hair, down past his shoulders. He was tanned of course, with sparkling blue eyes, a ready white smile, and a hairless four-inch cock that was once again fully at attention as he stood at the breakfast buffet filling a plate with what looked to be his younger brother, a curly-haired moppet of about seven.

“…maybe four,” Megan heard, and she turned guiltily to her sister, who was looking at her expectantly.

“Hmm?” she inquired.

Nicole turned to look over her shoulder and then turned back with a smile to Megan, who blushed and looked down at her eggs. “I said I hope you and Jack can find something to occupy yourselves, as we probably won’t get home till about three or four.”

The thought of occupying herself with Jack just made Megan blush even more and she muttered, “I’m sure we’ll be fine,” as she stuffed more bacon into her mouth.

After breakfast they all said their goodbyes and Shane and Nicole got into her car while Megan and Jack headed back home. They weren’t even halfway back before Megan noticed that Jack was sporting an erection.

“Is that for me?” she teased.

“Is what?” Jack asked.

She gave him a pointed look and he got a sly grin. “Do you want it?”

She stopped and leaned down, putting her mouth right next to his ear and she whispered, “I want to suck that sweet cock into my mouth, and drink your cum, and then feel it in my wet pussy.”

As she leaned back from him, he was looking at her with a slightly awed look and said breathlessly, “Dang, Aunt Megan, you’re gonna make me bust right here.”

She grinned. “You realize you’re jacking off in the middle of the parking lot, don’t you?”

Jack blushed and dropped his hand, looking around guiltily. “You’re not supposed to do it outside,” he said, watching a couple of twenty-something girls who were giving him amused looks.

They began to hurry as they got closer to the door, each giggling and then laughing outright as they broke into a run, racing each other the last few feet. Jack won by dint of his youth and lack of embarrassment over having certain body parts jiggling wildly.

“You cheated,” she accused as she opened the door and ushered him past her.

“How?” he scoffed.

As she shut the door she said, “You distracted me with your boner.”

Jack giggled and turned to her, reaching up to wrap his skinny arms around her neck as he got up on his tiptoes and tilted his head back for a kiss. Megan eagerly returned the hug and pressed her lips to his, accepting his darting tongue as she reached down and wrapped a hand around his jutting erection.

They kissed for nearly a minute as Megan ran her hand up and down on Jack’s silky little boner, then they broke apart, each breathing heavily. Jack bit his lower lip and looked up at her with shining eyes. “Will you suck it?”

“I can’t wait that long,” she said hoarsely. She walked a few feet to a square gray ottoman in the living room, and dropped to her knees and lay her body against it, gripping it on either side. Then she looked over her shoulder and wiggled her ass invitingly. “Give it to me, Jacky.”

The eleven-year-old’s eyes widened and he grinned in anticipation as he rushed to her, dropping to his knees and immediately fitting his cock into her from behind. “You’re so wet,” Jack breathed.

Megan sighed in relief as she felt the slim cock slide into her, filling that aching emptiness that she’d been feeling all morning. Her pussy had become a home to Jack’s pubescent dick, and yearned for it when it was away.

Megan didn’t have to urge Jack now. The boy knew what she wanted, and he gripped her hips and began to gently fuck her, giving her all four inches of his incredible young cock. After a few languid strokes, just when Megan was getting into the groove of his rhythm, Jack slammed his hips into her, making her gasp.

“Does that feel good?” Jack asked, returning to the slow and steady strokes.

“So good,” Megan agreed, then gave a little squeal of pleasure as the boy slammed himself into her again.

“I like fucking you,” Jack told her.

“Mmmm, and I like being fucked by you,” Megan told him.

“Am I good at it?” he asked.

“The best I ever had,” she said honestly, the gasped as he once again surprised her with a powerful thrust.

“You like my dick, huh?” Megan could hear the pride in his voice.

“Jacky, baby,” she said, “I love your dick. It’s the most beautiful dick I’ve ever had in me.”

“In your pussy,” Jack said, slamming her again.

“Mmmm, fucking my pussy,” she agreed. She grunted as he gave her another sharp slam of his hips. “Just like that baby,” she urged. “Fuck me hard!”

The boy needed no further urging, and he began to fuck her like a pile driver, using his hips to pull himself forward, delivering body-shaking strokes that left her shaking and breathless, glad she was on her stomach, as she wasn’t sure she could have supported herself otherwise.

Megan’s pussy was throbbing. It was beginning to contract, tightening down around Jack’s driving cock, her orgasm just spilling over, when the doorbell rang.

Megan gasped, and Jack stilled, but it was too late for Megan, who began to shake as she climaxed, her pussy milking Jack’s buried preteen cock. She was about to tell him to be quiet, and that they’d go away, when he pulled out of her, his dick leaving that aching void once again. She turned and stared at his cock, glistening with her juices.

“Uh… maybe you shouldn’t be layin’ like that,” Jack said, chewing the inside of his cheek and staring between her legs. He met her eyes. “You know… with your pussy all hanging out and stuff.”

“I… you’re right,” she said, then chuckled as she tried to rise to her feet, realizing how weak her knees were after that intense fucking. “Just… get rid of whoever it is and come to my room, okay?”

“Okay,” Jack smiled. He went to the door, but then stopped with his hand on the handle. He quickly scooted to the entryway table which was covered with a cloth runner. On his tiptoes, he used the end of it to wipe at his dick. Then he turned and grinned as she headed up the stairs.

Megan reached the top of the stairs as she heard the door open. There was a faint voice and then Jack said, “Hey, Richie!”

Richie, she thought. Richie. Where do I know… ohhh, Richie.

As she entered her room, she could hear the boys’ voices, but not what they were saying. Apparently Jack hadn’t gotten rid of Richie as she’d asked. Intrigued, Megan returned to the top of the stairs, unseen, but able to hear everything.

“…your mom I’d bring it over,” Richie was saying. “So… anyway, here it is.”

“Cool,” Jack said. “She’s not home though.”

“That’s okay. Should I put it in the kitchen?”

“Yeah,” Jack answered, and Megan heard them moving away. “You want a Coke?”

“You got Mountain Dew?”

“’Course.”

The boys’ voices faded a bit then as they drifted toward the kitchen. Megan wasn’t sure why she was hesitating to either go to her room or go say hi to the new boy and maybe try to hurry his departure so she could get Jack’s amazing little dick back inside her. Some sixth sense told her to just hold her position and wait.

“… boner,” Megan heard Richie saying as their voices grew closer a couple of minutes later.

Jack giggled. “Not like you haven’t seen it before.”

“I just never knew anybody who gets boners as much as you,” Richie said.

“I’m oversexed.”

“Does that mean you get it too much or think about it too much?”

“Both?” Jack said. Then, “See?”

“Gonna get a boner too if you keep doing that,” Richie said, and there was something in the tone of his voice that reminded Megan she’d just been fucking minutes earlier.

“What if I do this?” Jack asked.

“Definitely gonna get a boner,” Richie breathed.

Megan couldn’t help it. She crept silently down the stairs, then crouched about halfway down so that she could get a view down into the living room. She saw Richie standing there, his back to her, but not squarely. Jack knelt in front of the other boy, and there was no doubt what he was doing. She couldn’t see Richie’s monster cock, but Jack had just enough of an angle that he was able to spot her. His right hand snaked into view down around the other boy’s right knee and he gave her a jaunty wave. Megan almost snorted with laughter. The cheek.

“You like the way I suck your dick?” Jack asked.

“I guess,” Richie said.

“You guess?”

“I mean… yeah, you suck good. Just don’t be… gay about it.”

Jack laughed. “Yeah, ’cause suckin’ your dick isn’t gay at all.”

“Geez, you know what I mean.”

“Just for that, you can suck mine now,” Jack said, standing up and then sitting down on the ottoman Megan had so recently been bent over. She could see the way her nephew’s little cock was standing up between his legs. As Richie knelt down in front of him, Jack said, “Just try not to be gay about it.”

“Shut up,” Richie laughed, and then Megan saw him lean forward and take Jack’s cock into his mouth.

Then he immediately sat back and asked, “Who have you been screwing?”

“Huh?” Jack asked.

“Your dick tastes like pussy,” Richie said. “Did you fuck your mom?”

“Shut up!” Jack said, shooting Megan a look.

“She’s hot,” Richie said, then went back to sucking Jack’s dick.

Reminiscent of the shower the night before, Jack grinned at her as the other boy blew him. This went on for about three minutes, with Jack making faces at her and obscene gestures over Richie’s bobbing auburn-haired head. Megan retaliated by moving down the stairs enough for her nephew to watch as she lewdly fingered her pussy.

Jack gestured for her to move back, and once she had, she heard him say, “I wanna do yours now.”

Megan waited. She had the idea that Jack would give her a signal to tell her when it was safe to look. She realized the boy liked shocking her. He was also a showoff.

After a few seconds she heard Jack say, “Sit that way.”

“Why?”

“It’s easier ’cause there’s a corner.”

“Whatever.”

“Yeah, that’s good,” Jack said, and Megan guessed that was her signal.

She cautiously peeked downstairs and saw that Richie was now on the ottoman, but he was at more of an angle, so that she could see him, but he likely wouldn’t see her. And see him she did. Jack was kneeling before the other boy, both his hands wrapped around the massive cock that was jutting up from a tiny bush of copper-colored hairs. Jack had three or four inches of the monster in his mouth, and he was carefully bobbing his head up and down on it, his lips stretched tight.

As with Shane’s slightly larger than average penis, at least for his size and age, Richie’s porn star cock really wasn’t an attraction for her, but there was certainly something alluring about such a giant penis on such a young boy. There was also the completely wicked experience of watching her little eleven-year-old lover swallowing the beast, and apparently very much enjoying it.

Megan slid down the stairway enough so that she could sit and still see the scene below. She spread her legs for Jack, putting her hand between them, petting herself while her nephew moaned around Richie’s cock. The eleven-year-old took it out of his mouth, tongue sensually tracing lines up and down the shaft, then lifted those big balls in his palm and sucked lightly at the hairless scrotum. Tilting the cock to the side, he pressed his pink lips against it, then began to slide his mouth back and forth, up and down, paying special attention to the older boy’s frenulum, which had the older boy arching his back each time Jack attacked it.

Suddenly, Jack leaned back on his heels and said, in a strained voice, “Lean back.”

Richie moved his butt to the very edge of the ottoman and reclined to his back. “Are you gonna do it?” he asked softly.

“Yeah,” Jack said, rising to his feet, his dick of course sticking straight up.

Then Megan watched amazed as Jack lifted his foot up to the ottoman and spit in his hand. He reached the hand behind him, and the woman knew he was using the saliva to ease his finger, or maybe fingers, into his rectum. Megan hoped it was plural if Jack hoped to take Richie’s horse-cock in his ass. She’d heard her sister joke about this, but she hadn’t really believed it was true. She felt a thrill of excitement from what she was about to witness. Boy on boy sex. A fantasy come true. Of course she’d always imagined two boys hung like Jack was, or maybe even younger… and a vision of Jack with a boy of nine or ten flitted through her mind. She shivered.

Jack got up onto the ottoman, balancing himself briefly against Richie’s chest as he got into position, squatting over the auburn-haired boy. “You do it,” Jack said as he spread his hands on Richie’s chest. The thirteen-year-old reached down and gripped his massive cock, lifting it upright and maneuvering it into position as Jack wiggled his ass around, also seeking his target.

“Right there,” Richie said, and Jack’s slowly swirling hips stilled.

“Hold it,” Jack said, voice strained a bit.

Megan watched as Jack’s face twisted in concentration. She could see the strain in the corner of his eyes, in the set of his jaw. Then his eyes flew wide and he let out an explosive sigh.

“The head’s in,” Richie said.

Jack laughed and then winced. He took a shuddering breath and said, “Yeah, I kinda figured that out.”

“Sorry,” Richie said.

“You can let go,” Jack said, and Richie moved his hands to Jack’s knees.

Still balancing himself on Richie’s chest, Jack’s thighs trembled as he began to slowly lower himself. Megan guessed the boy took maybe three inches before he rose up a bit. “It feels bigger,” Jack said, voice strained.

“Man, I hope not,” Richie said wryly.

Jack giggled. “What a weird problem to have.”

“You try fitting into skinny jeans with this thing. It’s embarrassing.”

“Yeah, I guess. Sorry.”

Richie shrugged. “It’s okay. I’m used to it I guess. Are… you gonna be able to do it? Cuz I… you know… really need to cum.”

“Uh-huh,” Jack nodded, tongue in the corner of his mouth as he squeezed one eye shut and lowered himself again. Lower and lower, his knees beginning to wiggle and then he gasped and rose back up. “I need more spit,” he said.

Richie dribbled a puddle of saliva into his palm, then reached underneath Jack to spread it up and down the length of his cock. Jack, sitting at the top with just the fat head inside him, waited.

“Okay,” Richie said.

“’K,” Jack said, and he glanced up at Megan and gave her a fast grin, which twisted a bit as he lowered himself again. “Fuck,” he muttered as he went down and down. “Mmmm, fuck, fuck. So fuckin’… fuck! Big!” Then he let out one more explosive sigh as he reached the bottom, and crouched there panting a bit.

Richie rose up a bit, giving a thrust and Jack stiffened with a yelp. “Wait a sec!”

“Sorry, sorry,” the boy muttered. “I didn’t mean to. Sorry.”

“Just… let me get used to it,” Jack said, and then he very carefully began to circle his hips around. He lifted a couple of inches and then lowered himself again.

“Hey, uh, who was that lady with your mom yesterday?”

Jack shot Megan a look and grinned. Then he bit his lower lip and tried another thrust, lifting himself about halfway up Richie’s massive teen cock before lowering himself. “That was my Aunt…” another thrust, “… Megan.” He grinned at her again.

“She was hot,” Richie said. “Man, that feels really good.”

“Yeah,” Jack grunted. Another thrust. “She’s really hot.”

“I saw her checking out my dick,” Richie said, voiced a bit strained as Jack began to work himself up and down in a slow but steady rhythm.

“Everybody checks out your dick,” Jack joked, once again grinning her way.

Richie reached between Jack’s legs and pinched his little pink acorn, which was drooping a bit. He began to jack it lightly. “She was wearing sunglasses, but I could tell,” Richie said. “Can you go faster?” he gasped. “I’m getting’ close.”

“Uhhhn, sit up,” Jack gasped. “Wait! Slow,” he said as Richie started to sit.

Once Richie was sitting up, Jack lowered himself so that his calves and knees were resting on either side of the older boy. He put his hands on Richie’s shoulders and then began to work himself up and down again, faster this time.

Megan watched all this with a growing sense of excitement. She’d cum twice already, shaking on the stairwell as she fingered herself, her juices running down to leave a tiny, but growing puddle on the wooden riser. She’d had every intention once she realized what Jack was up to to sit quietly on the stairs and enjoy the spectacle. That had been her intention. However, the longer she watched, hearing the little boys below her gasp and moan as they fucked one another, the more she felt a growing compulsion to participate. That was crazy, she knew. Sure, she was fucking her eleven-year-old nephew, and she was surely going to burn for it, but Richie was a stranger. To involve herself with him would be the height of folly. She couldn’t imagine anything more stupid. That’s what she kept telling herself as she made her way down the stairs.

Jack was lost in the carnal rhythm of raising and lowering himself on the huge cock in his ass, so it took him a few moments to notice that Megan was making her way downstairs. His eyes grew wide as he saw her, but he didn’t stop fucking, just gave Richie an odd look and then looked back to his aunt, obviously curious as to what was about to happen.

“You boys woke me from a perfectly nice nap,” Megan said, and Richie gasped and twisted to stare at her, obviously unsure of what to do.

“Sorry, Aunt Megan,” Jack said, playing along. He continued to bounce up and down on Richie’s cock.

Megan stopped by the boys, looking down at them, the smell of them hot and vulgar in her nose. She played dumb and said, “Hmm… Richie, right?”

“Uhhm… yes, ma’am?” he said, and then shot an annoyed look at Jack who just continued to happily bounce up and down on his cock.

“Ohhhh, I remember now,” she said. “You’re the boy with the… hmm.” And she grinned. “And you’re taking all of that, Jacky?”

“Yeah, it’s huge!” Jack grinned, grunting as he worked himself even quicker up and down.

Richie gave a gurgling cry and he clutched Jack around his hips, trying to slow him. “Jack!” he gasped.

“Oh! Are you gonna squirt?” Jack asked.

“I…” and the boy looked up at Megan, stricken.

“Poor baby,” Megan said, placing a gentle hand on the boy’s downy cheek. “Is my Jacky going to make that big cock of yours explode?”

Jack was panting. He’d fought through Richie’s weak grip and he was riding the boy’s giant prick hard and fast. Richie’s face twisted and he nodded in answer to Megan’s question.

“You’re going to make him cum, Jacky.”

Jack turned to look at her and stilled for a moment. “You wanna see?” he asked, excited. Then he carefully lifted himself, giving Megan her first real look at the boy’s massive member. It was red and swollen, probably six-and-half inches in circumference, with an even wider head. It jutted obscenely up from his crotch about eight inches and change and at the base was just a little, sweaty tuft of auburn curls. Down below, lying between his thighs, were two hen-sized eggs in a fleshy, hairless sac. Jack quickly knelt down where he’d been before and took that impressive teen cock in both hands, stroking it up and down. Then he leaned down and pressed his lips against the boy’s frenulum, just like Megan had done with Shane.

Megan stared at that thick cockhead, purple and swollen, leaking a steady stream of precum. It was a huge, aggressive looking cock. The kind of thing that would normally turn her off completely. Yet, somehow, being attached to the handsome auburn-haired beauty, looking so embarrassed to be close to climaxing in front of a strange woman, it became somehow alluring. She found herself kneeling.

Megan watched Jack’s sliding fists for a few moments. He was looking at her, grinning, and she looked up into Richie’s sweet face. “Did you like fucking my nephew?” she asked him.

The boy bit his lip and then nodded.

Megan looked into the boy’s lap, and then her hand was reaching out. Jack, seeing her, released the boy’s cock, and Megan took it in her hand. She was amazed to discover that she couldn’t even wrap her fingers around it. She found Richie staring at her nervously and she smiled.

“How on earth did you get this thing in your sweet little ass, Jacky?” she asked, slowly sliding her fist up and down the boy’s length. She’d never touched a cock as big as this one, and the fact that it was attached to a thirteen-year-old boy was mind-boggling.

“I just keep sitting until it’s all the way in,” Jack said with a shrug.

“That’s it, hmm? Just keep sitting?” He nodded. “Well, that sounds easy enough,” she said, and then she rose, and pushed on Richie’s chest.

The boy fell back, surprised, and though her mind was screaming at her to stop, she quickly got up on the ottoman, fisted the boy’s giant cock, and pressed the fat crown against her entrance. She looked down at him, and he looked up at her with wide blue eyes. “Do you think I should just sit on it until it’s all the way in?”

“… yeah,” the boy croaked.

“You’re gonna fuck him, Aunt Megan?” Jack asked, kneeling beside them, absently stroking his little cock.

“Is that okay?” she asked.

“Yeah!” Jack grinned. “You’ll like it. It’s ginormous.”

“It certainly is,” she agreed, and then she grunted as she sank down on it. The fat purple head forced its way into her vagina, spreading her like she’d never been spread. That’s when Richie grunted and she felt the hot spray of semen pumping into her and then immediately dripping out of her to run down the boy’s thick shaft. She reached down, collecting some of it. It wasn’t as thick and white as it no doubt soon would be, but it was a bit thicker and a bit cloudier than Shane’s and certainly Jack’s.

“I’m sorry,” Richie muttered, looking mortified.

Megan lifted up and sat back, reaching out to grip the thick tool, squeezing the head and watching it ooze more boyish jizz. “That’s okay,” she smiled. “It means you like me.”

The boy grinned. Then Jack swooped in and took the plum-sized crown into his mouth. Richie gasped and then Jack released him and licked his way down the shaft, collecting all the dripping cum. He leaned back with a smile, licking his lips and found both Megan and Richie looking at him.

The boy shrugged. “Didn’t want it to go to waste.”

Taking Richie’s cock back in her hand, she was pleased to find it just as hard as it had been. “I think there’s plenty more,” she said, and then once again she raised herself above him and sank herself around the boy’s swollen knob.

“Are you good?” she asked him. “You still want this?”

“Yeah,” he said, eyes shining with eagerness.

That was all she needed. She put a hand between her legs, spreading her lips apart as if that would somehow make it easier to fit the thirteen-year-old’s horse-cock into her cunt. She twirled her hips, corkscrewing her way back and forth down the thick shaft, gasping as it filled her. When she didn’t think she could take anymore, the boy’s cock just kept going. She felt her thighs trembling as she sank down on it and then froze as it hit her cervix. She knew what it was. She’d hit it a few times in the past with a vibrator, back when she used a larger one, but she’d never had a cock reach that deep. Slowly, feeling the building pressure, she lowered herself further, taking another inch of Richie’s towering cock, but then she nervously stopped.

Megan felt like a Thanksgiving turkey, stuffed and cooked. Richie’s cock fully erect must have been three inches thick, and the girth was nearly painful, but it also filled her in a way she’d never experienced. She could honestly say that she still preferred Jack’s slim little dick, but she also couldn’t deny there was something a bit thrilling about being filled nearly to the point of pain. Especially by a cute young boy.

Placing her hands on Richie’s thin chest, just as Jack had before her, she raised herself, feeling that massive cock moving against all the sensitive tissue inside her. When just the bulbous head remained, she lowered herself, once again pausing as he bumped into her cervix. Determined, she pushed down, feeling mounting pressure, and then Richie’s cock shifted inside her and her eyes went wide. She had no idea where the little boy’s giant cock had gone, but it was into a place she’d never felt before, and she felt her whole body tense and thrum. Megan groaned and circled her hips, feeling that fat helmet sliding around in that space, making her heart race as warmth flowed through her. Glancing down, she realized that the lips of her pussy were smashed flat around Richie’s mostly hairless groin, stretched tight around his thick cock.

“Fuck, that’s a big cock,” Megan breathed. She looked at the boys, who were both looking at her with shining eyes. Jack was gently stroking his little boner. “Let him suck you, Jacky,” she said huskily. “I want to watch him suck your sweet little cock.”

Jack grinned and knelt down beside Richie’s head. Kneeling, Jack’s small throbbing cock was just a bit lower than Richie’s head, but then Jack got the idea to put his right knee up on the ottoman and he fed his slim dick into Richie’s mouth. Megan felt her pussy contract as Richie’s cock swelled in her and his eyes closed. For all Richie’s talk about being gay, there was no doubt in Megan’s mind just how much the auburn-haired cutie liked a boy dick in his mouth.

Megan watched as Richie’s cheeks sank in, sucking at Jack’s preteen cock. She raised herself, feeling the thirteen-year-old’s thick snake sliding against every bit of her, and when only that meaty cockhead remained inside, still spreading her hugely, she sank back down, all the way down, feeling it find it’s home back in that mysterious place she’d never been. As she grew used to the boy’s size, she began to move faster, feeling her thighs tremble as her pussy sent out pulses of pleasure that zinged through her body like cosmic rays, filling her with heat and light.

With her eyes locked on Jack’s cock as he slowly worked his hips, sliding it in and out between Richie’s full lips, she felt the thirteen-year-old’s hands on her hips. Then he surprised her as she was nearing the top of her journey up his thick cock when he thrust his hips upward and drove it back into her. He didn’t do it fast enough to hurt, but it surprised her and she halted her motion for a moment. Then Richie lowered his hips and drove upward again. Megan lowered herself a little bit, about halfway down his cock if he were still lying on his back, and she hovered there, feeling the little boy fuck her.

“Jacky, kiss me,” she said.

Jack turned to her with a smile, pulled his dick out of Richie’s mouth and then turned and pressed his mouth to hers. She felt his little tongue snake into her mouth and his hand reach up to squeeze her tit. Reaching down, she captured his little dick in her hand, feeling the heat and the stiffness.

Richie began to fuck her in earnest then, his skinny hips moving faster while he gripped her hips tightly. Megan hissed as he slammed the fat head of his prick against her cervix, but she didn’t care.

Megan didn’t even realize that Jack wasn’t standing beside her anymore. Lost in the feeling of Richie driving his massive cock into her, she hadn’t even noticed when he stopped kissing her and moved, and only became aware of him when she felt his small hands on her shoulders.

“Jacky?” she asked.

“Bend over,” he said in her ear.

Megan didn’t even question the boy. She immediately bent over. Her face was on a level with Richie, but he was short enough that her chin was about level with his forehead. She contorted herself enough to press her lips against his, kissing this strange boy while he fucked her.

Megan gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. “Jacky?” she asked.

“Just a sec,” he said, obviously distracted. Was he…?

Megan gasped again when she felt what had to be the spongy little acorn-shaped head of Jack’s penis slide into her ass. At first she’d thought it was his finger, but there was no mistaking the heat of the eleven-year-old’s little cock.

Megan had never tried anal sex. Well, that wasn’t strictly true. She’d tried. Once. The guy wasn’t even one of the larger guys she’d been with. He was maybe a bit over five inches. Actually, about the size of Shane’s cock, if a tad thicker. He’d suggested it, she agreed to try it. He’d gotten the head inside her and she knew she wasn’t willing to go any further. However, as little Jacky situated himself behind her and slip the tip of his cock in her, she didn’t say a word, just holding herself still and trying to relax.

Richie’s big cock continued to slide in and out of her hugely stuffed pussy, but Megan’s mouth dropped open as she felt Jack’s slim eleven-year-old dick slide into her ass. There was barely any resistance at all. One moment that little bullet head was spearing her sphincter, and the next all four inches was inside her.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped. “Jacky.”

“Do you like it, Aunt Megan?” Jack asked, beginning to work his hips, sliding that slippery little cock in and out of her incredibly tight rectum.

Megan could feel both cocks moving inside her at the same time and she felt like her brain was melting. Two little boys were fucking her. She’d never even imagined something like this. One in her pussy and one in her mouth, sure. That fantasy had given her a few satisfying cums, but one in each hole? As she felt those cocks moving inside her though, filling her up so completely, she about lost her mind.

“Fuck… fuck… fuck…” she gasped. “Uhhh, fuck me, boys. Unngggh, fuck me!”

The boys began to drive themselves into her and Megan heard herself whining, her voice rising in a panting, needy whine. “Faster! Unngghh, little boys fucking me. Fucking my pussy and my ass.” Megan couldn’t believe she was talking like this. It wasn’t her at all, but after years of desperate dreams and hopeless fantasies, she was getting fucked by an eleven-year-old and a thirteen-year-old boy. At the same time! Their cocks moving in her, Richie’s giant and Jacky’s feeling bigger than it was because it was in her ass, were creating a sort of friction in her that felt like it would shake her apart.

Megan was bent down over Richie, crying in the boy’s ear as he rapidly humped his huge cock in and out of her pussy, while behind her, little Jack was on his knees, his hands on her hips right next to Richie’s and he was pistoning his little boy dick into her asshole so fast she felt he must be blurring. Megan could hardly take a breath as their pubescent cocks stole it from her with each thrust. The sound alone was the hottest thing she’d ever heard; panting, grunting little boys and the squelching of her pussy and the wet, rapid slapping of skin on skin.

“Cumming!” she cried as her pussy convulsed around Richie’s horse-cock and her asshole clamped down around Jack’s driving preteen cock, but neither boy slowed. If anything, they drove into her faster and harder.

“You like it, Aunt Megan?” Jack panted, the cockier of the two. “You like our dicks inside of you? Fucking your pussy? Fucking your asshole?”

“Ohhhh, fuck me, baby,” she groaned. “Fuck me with that hot little cock, Jacky!”

“Gonna cum in your ass,” Jack panted, driving himself into her furiously. “You want it?”

“I want your cum!” she cried, convulsing again as her nephew’s dirty words inflamed her. “Shoot your little boy cum into me!”

“Uhhhh, shit,” Richie grunted, and Megan felt that huge cock swell and jerk inside her, painting her insides with hot boyjuice.

“Gonna do it!” Jack panted, the sound of his skinny hips a rapid tattoo against her ass, the feeling of his little cock a rapid-fire series of explosions in her rectum. “Gonna squirt!”

“Cum in me! Cum in me, Jacky! Cum in my ass!”

With one last thrust, Jack slammed into her and held her tight, pressing himself against her as his little cock jerked again and again inside her throbbing ass. His little puppy grunts as he shot his tiny droplets of preteen spunk made Megan go off again, and she whined and shook as she knelt there, impaled by pubescent boycock.

Finally, sometime later, Jack moved backward and his little cock popped out of her ass. Sighing, Megan sat up and then slid backward, watching as between her legs inch after inch of soft, but still long, boycock slid out of her. She felt the familiar ache of absence when a cock left her pussy, but on a scale she’d never experienced. The fat head of Richie’s cock finally came free and his slapped wetly against his mostly bald crotch.

“Shit, I better get back home,” Richie said, and stood with a groan. Megan watched that giant cock swing between his legs. “Thanks for the… you know,” Richie said.

“Pussy?” Megan asked with a tired smile.

Richie grinned and reached down to squeeze his cock. “Yeah, thanks for the pussy.”

“Do I need to say that you can’t tell anyone about this?” Megan asked, the implications of what she’d done just now gaining headway over her blind lust.

“Don’t worry,” Richie answered. “I never tell.”

Megan gave the boy a suspicious look. “Does that mean you’ve fucked adult women before?” she asked.

Richie just grinned and shrugged.

“Shit. How many?” she asked, amazed that she wasn’t the only one to fall under the spell of that giant, swinging dick.

Richie screwed up his face and looked at the ceiling. Finally he shrugged and said, “I don’t know. Like… twenty something? Thirty?”

Megan sputtered. Then she stared. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

Richie shrugged again.

“You seemed awfully surprised when I sat down on that thing,” Megan said.

“You know… cause I don’t know you,” he said. “I mean… usually I know the ladies. I see ’em around and stuff. Like friends of my mom or my doc… I mean, just ladies around here, ya know? More ladies than girls really. Lots of girls here like to play with it and suck it, but they’re afraid to let me fuck ’em. Anyway, I gotta get home. Thanks again.” And with that, he left.

Megan watched that trim little ass as the door shut. She wasn’t sure she had enough strength in her legs to stand, so she just leaned back on her elbows. Jack knelt down between her legs and looked up at her with bright, gimlet eyes.

“That was fun, huh?” he asked with a grin, running his hands up and down her thighs.

“That was stupid,” Megan said. “I can’t believe I did that.”

Jack shrugged. “Richie won’t tell,” he said. Then he leaned down and put his face between her legs and she felt his tongue slide over her pussylips.

Megan shuddered. “Jacky,” she moaned, “I don’t know if I can take anymore right now.”

Jack slid his tongue into her cunt and despite herself, Megan shuddered and she felt tingles race through her. “Because Richie has such a big one?” Jack asked, lifting a wet face.

Megan was about to answer when Jack slid two fingers into her. She tensed and gasped.

“Does it hurt?” Jack asked, his fingers stopping. “Sometimes my butt hurts when Richie fucks me.”

“Sometimes?” she laughed, and then gasped as that made her pussy clench around the boy’s fingers.

“Sometimes it feels so good I forget,” Jack said, and then he bent his face again, replacing his fingers with her tongue.

“Jacky,” she moaned.

“I like the taste of your pussy,” Jack said, his fingers taking back over for his tongue. He was sliding them in and out in slow, languid strokes. “I like the taste of Richie’s cum, too, so I get both at once.”

Megan had a thought and asked. “How many pussies have you tasted, Jacky?”

Jacky looked up at her and gave her a sly grin, made all the more wanton with her juices all over his mouth and cheeks. “A few.”

“And how many have you fucked?” she asked.

Jack straightened and she looked down to see his rampant little erection. “A few,” the eleven-year-old answered as he thumbed down his boner and slid it into her.

Megan gave a mewling cry of pleasure and reached out to clutch at the boy’s firm little ass, pulling him deeper, feeling all four inches of boycock slide into her. “Jacky,” she sighed. “That perfect little cock.”

“It feels okay after Richie’s?” Jack asked as he began to fuck her slowly.

“Better than okay,” she groaned, wrapping her legs around the little boy, using her heels to urge him on faster.

“Megan?” Jack asked.

She realized she’d closed her eyes, her body already humming around Jack’s fucking cock. “Hmm?” she asked, meeting his blue eyes.

Jack had a look on his face. Part cunning, part knowing, all cocky and sexy. “I’m fucking you.”

“You certainly are, baby,” she smiled.

“I’m eleven,” he said, and Megan felt something twinge inside her. Jack must have caught some of that, because he gave her a seductive look. A seductive look for an eleven-year-old, which she’d never thought to see. Megan realized that Jacky could see right into her and knew exactly what to say. “I’m just a little kid,” he said softly, still slowly sliding his cock in and out of her. “I’m even younger than the boys you teach, and I’m fucking you.”

Megan couldn’t speak. The boy’s insight was almost frightening, but also the most exciting, erotic thing she’d ever experienced.

“I bet you’ve wanted to fuck a little kid for a long time, huh?” he asked, and then he slammed his little cock into her with a meaty smack. She gasped. “Have you sat in class with your pussy all wet, staring at cute boys, wondering what it would feel like if their cocks were in there? Like mine is?”

“Yes,” she gasped.

Jack grinned knowingly. “What if after class one day, all the kids left except for the cutest boys, and they locked the doors and then pulled down their pants and they all had boners?”

“Jacky,” she sighed hoarsely.

“Would you suck their dicks? Drink their cum? Let them fuck your pussy?”

“Oh, yes, I would,” she groaned. “Sometimes they’d get hard in class,” she panted as Jack began to fuck her faster. “I always knew, and sometimes I’d even get to see a little bulge. I knew they were hard and I wanted to see them so badly, to suck their sweet little cocks.”

Jack bent over her and took her left nipple into his mouth, sucking so strongly at it that it almost hurt. It did hurt, but with his sweet cock driving rapidly between her legs, she didn’t care.

Jack released her nipple and asked, panting a bit from his exertions, “How long have you wanted to fuck me, Aunt Megan?”

“I… I don’t know,” she said.

“When you got here?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said truthfully.

“When we visited you last year?” he asked.

She didn’t want to answer, because the admission scared her a little and made her ashamed. “Yes.”

Jack grinned. “Shane wants to fuck you so bad.”

Megan shuddered. “Jacky.”

“He wants to get his cock right into your pussy like I am. You wanna do that, Aunt Megan? Like with me an Richie? Have both of your nephews fuck you at the same time.”

“Fuck…” she gasped. “Yes, Jacky. Ooooo, fuck. Yes, I want both of you fucking me at the same time!”

Jack suddenly went still. Megan realized she’d been staring at the ceiling and she dropped her eyes to his. “I can tell him,” Jack said softly. “We can both come to your bedroom tonight after Mom goes to bed.”

“Jack… I…” she stammered, torn with indecision.

“We’d never do anything to get you in trouble, Aunt Megan. He wants to fuck you so bad though. He was telling me all about it last night. While he was fucking me. He was kissing my neck and calling me Aunt Megan while he slid his cock in and out of me.”

That was too much for Megan, and she moaned as she felt herself going again. She grabbed on to Jack’s little ass with both hands, pulling him tight against her as she whined and trembled. His little cock jerked in her and she looked up to see his eyes rolled up and a pained look on his face as he had his own cum.

A few moments later, Megan released him and Jack blew out a breath. “Man, that was a good one.” He caught Megan’s eyes as she chuckled tiredly and said, “Maybe later I’ll let you watch Shane fuck me.”

There was no hiding her response, as her pussy clenched down around Jack’s still stiff cock. He pulled out of her and walked around to crouch next to her head. Leaning close, he whispered, “Last time we went to Pittsburgh I was ten. And you wanted to fuck me.”

End of chapter five.

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