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Love in Levittown

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November 4, 2009

Love in Levittown
By
Alex Hawk

It was the first day of Christmas vacation and I was masturbating in my bed.

In one hand was the most recent issue of “Playboy” (December 1962), and in the other hand was my thirteen-year-old virgin penis. The magazine had been a Christmas present from my best friend, James, who had also taught me how to masturbate back at the start of the school year. What better friend could one ask for?

In due time, I got off (“cumming”, was what James had called it). I cleaned my hand, stomach and penis off with a small hand towel I kept hidden under my bed and then got up, took a shower and got ready to face my day.

In the kitchen, my dad had left a little “good morning” note for me. He did this almost every day before he headed to his job at the nearby university. Most kids my age had their moms at home to help with breakfast and such, but my mom had died in a car wreck when I was three and with Dad working so much he hadn’t had time to date or anything. That was ok, though. The two of us worked well together.

After eating my breakfast I thumbed through the newspaper and then went to the living room. I turned on the TV and sat back to let my mind go blank as I watched a couple game shows and thought about what I wanted to do with my day. Usually I’d go over to James’ house and hang out with him, but his family had left for Chicago on Friday and wouldn’t be back until the day before school started again.

By 10:30 I was still watching game shows and trying to figure out my day and then I head the sound of the doorbell ringing. I stood up, yawned a little and walked to the front door. When I opened it, I saw Daisy Fitzgerald (yes, her parents had named her Daisy for a reason). She lived a few houses down from me and went to the same school as me. She was thirteen, sort-of a friend of mine, and very cute.

“Oh, hello,” I said.

“Hello, Alex. Can I come in?”

“Sure.”

I let her inside and took her coat and hat. I brushed the snow off them and hung them up on the coat rack.

“Is your father home?”

“No, why?”

“Just wondering. What are you doing today?”

I shrugged. “Just watching game shows. I’ll probably read some comic books later.”

“Not spending the day with James? Oh, wait. He’s out of town, isn’t he?”

“Yeah, I won’t see him until next year. He loved making that joke before he left,” I added.

Daisy giggled. “Yeah. Not until 1963. I hope it’ll be a good year.”

“I’m sure it will. Do you want something to drink or anything?”

She shook her head. “No, let’s just go to your living room.”

“Ok.”

We went into the living room and sat on the couch looking at the TV. I kept looking at Daisy out of the corner of my eye. It wasn’t really common that she’d come to visit, though it wasn’t unheard of. She did seem a little… tense, maybe. Or preoccupied.

After an hour or so of watching TV, I said to Daisy, “So, you want to do something else for a bit?”

“Like what?” she asked, looking a little tense again.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Play Monopoly, maybe?”

“Ok.”

We went to the dining room where I got the game set up and got us both some Yoo-Hoo to drink. She picked the shoe, I picked the iron and we started playing. I wasn’t really into Monopoly, but it was something to do.

Daisy played the game with me and we made small talk. After the game she said goodbye and left, leaving me vaguely puzzled as to why she’d come over and why she’d been acting so disconnected from what was going on.

Oh, well, I thought to myself. She’s a girl. Who knows what girls are thinking?

That settled that in my mind, and I went about the rest of my day without really thinking about her. Well, not until I masturbated later that afternoon. And that night.

* * *

Tuesday morning was pretty much a carbon copy of Monday. I woke up, masturbated, got clean, had a bit of breakfast and parked myself in front of the TV. I was thinking about getting my cold clothes on and going outside to build a snowman or something when I head the doorbell. I got up and answered it, unsurprised to see Daisy there.

“Hi, Alex,” she said with a little smile. “May I come in?”

“Sure.”

“Your dad’s still at work, right?” she asked as I took her coat and hat again.

“Yes.”

“For how long?”

“Until about six or so.”

“Ok.” She turned towards me and said, “Do you want to have sex with me?”

I froze, body and mind. I was absolutely sure I hadn’t heard her correctly, but looking at her face, I was suddenly sure that I had. I had no idea what to say.

“See, that’s why I was over here yesterday. I’ve been thinking about trying it with a boy for a while, ever since Nichole came back from college. She told me all about how wonderful it was. So I thought I’d give it a try, but I wanted to make sure it would be with a boy I liked enough. I like you a lot, so I spent yesterday with you to see if I thought you’d be the right boy. And I think you are. So do you want to?”

My mind was still reeling and my penis was hard as a rock. “Uh…” was the best I could manage to say.

“You don’t need to worry about getting me pregnant or anything, either. I took one of Nichole’s birth control pills, see?” She pulled a small pill out of her pocket. “I’ll swallow this before we do it, so we won’t have a baby.”

“Uh…” I managed.

“Come on, I want to try it with you. You want to or not?”

I smiled a little despite the way my brain was reeling. That was her standard sort of attitude.

“Well, look, I mean this is kind of a surprise, you know?”

“I know. But you’re a boy and I like you and from what Nichole said, sex is the best thing ever. So I want to try it and I want to try it with you.”

I thought about it for several seconds. Well, I tried to, anyhow. I tried to weight the pros and the cons and think about what this might do with my friendship with Daisy and how it might affect my life later and basically think about it the way my dad would’ve wanted me to.

Unfortunately my brain was currently boiling in a stew of hormones. There was one thing my penis desperately wanted me to say, and it seemed to be getting the deciding vote over everything else.

My mouth was dry, but I was still able to say, “Ok… yes. Let’s… let’s do it.”

Daisy smiled. “Ok, finally. I thought you’d never make up your mind.” She took my hand. “Let’s go to your bedroom.”

“Ok.” I let her lead me there.

Once we were in the bedroom she shut and locked the door and then turned towards me.

“Ok, Alex, there’s some rules here.”

“Ok?”

She paced around my bedroom as I sat down on the bed.

“Rule one,” Daisy said. “No kissing.”

“Ok.”

“Rule two. You aren’t my boyfriend. We’re just doing this for fun.”

“Ok.”

“Rule three. You can’t tell ANYONE about this. Even James.”

“Ok,” I said, unsure if I could hold myself to the last two words.

“Rule four. If I tell you to stop doing something, stop.”

“Ok.”

Daisy stopped pacing and looked thoughtful for a moment. “Ok, I think that’s all the rules.”

“Ok,” I said, knowing I’d said that too many times.

“Ok. Well.” She looked around and pointed. “Your bathroom is in there, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok. I’m going to go in there and take my pill and get undressed. You get undressed and get in the bed, ok?”

“Alright,” I said, for the sake of variety.

“See you in a moment,” Daisy said, and went into my bathroom, closing the door behind her.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. I couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen! I thought about the Playboy I had under the bed and grinned a little. Daisy was younger than the girls in there, and likely wouldn’t look as good naked, but on the other hand, she was a real girl I was going to see naked AND have sex with! I’d take that over a magazine, you bet.

My hands shook a little as I took of my clothes. Once naked I gave my stiff penis a couple nervous strokes and got under the blanket. I heard the sound of water running in the bathroom and then the door opened. I looked up and saw my first naked girl.

Daisy’s breasts were smaller than the girls in the magazine and she didn’t have the same sort of body. She also had very little hair between her legs. I was entranced.

“What do you think?” she asked, looking a little shy.

“You look beautiful,” I said.

Daisy smiled. “Thanks. Move over.”

I did and she got under the blanket next to me. I was very aware of my bare leg and arm against hers.

“So, how do we do it?” I asked after a couple moments.

“I’m not really sure,” Daisy admitted. “I think you just get on top of me and put it in.”

“Ok,” I said and made no effort to move.

Daisy spread her legs a bit and said, “Well, get on top.”

“Alright.”

Moving awkwardly and trying to keep the blanket over us, I got on top of Daisy, holding myself up with one hand as I took hold my penis in the other. I felt the tip brush against something warm.

“Where’s the place?” I asked.

“A little lower.”

“Here?” I asked, moving down. I felt the tip of my penis pressing into something that promised wonders and delights beyond anything I’d ever known.

Daisy nodded. “Go in slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

I pushed slowly, eagerly anticipating the pleasure of having my penis inside a girl’s vagina for the first time. Imagine my frustration when nothing seemed to happen.

“I don’t think it’s going in,” I said after a minute or so.

“No, it’s not.” Daisy moved around a little under me and spread her legs a little wider. “Try again.”

I reoriented my penis and tried again. At first I thought I was starting to go in, but after a bit I realized I was pushing, but not entering anything.

“Are you sure I’m in the right place?” I asked.

Daisy rolled her eyes. “No, dum-dum, I don’t know how my own body is set up.”

“Sorry.”

“Here, let’s take off this blanket. Then I can see.”

I was about to protest, since I didn’t want a girl to see me naked, then I realized how stupid that would be and helped her get the blanket off us, exposing our nude bodies. I’d already seen Daisy’s, but was happy to see it again. She was getting her first look at mine and eyed it, especially my penis, critically.

“I wonder if it’s too big.”

I looked down at my penis. I knew from measuring that it was about four inches. It didn’t seem likely to be too big, but I didn’t want to argue.
“Maybe, but there’s not much I can do about that.”

The look on her face left me wondering if she was going to suggest I get a kitchen knife, but then she shrugged. “Yeah, I guess not.”

“You want to keep trying?” I asked, hopefully.

“Oh, yes. We aren’t stopping until you get it inside.”

Yippie! I thought to myself. “Ok. Well, I’ll try again.”

“Ok.”

Daisy spread her legs wide again and I got between them. I looked down at my penis and her vagina. I was totally lost, but I pressed the tip against where she’d said the entrance was and pushed. Once again, nothing seemed to happen. I tried harder and ended up having my penis angle up and slide up her slit.

“Sorry,” I said, as she let out a little whimper.

“No, it’s ok… Here, let me try lining you up.”

“Ok.”

Daisy took hold of my penis and tried to move me into the right place. What happened instead is that I grunted, moaned a little and with a surprising suddenness, shot out my sperm all over her hand and vagina.

“Whoops,” I gasped.

Daisy got a disgusted look on her face. “Oh. My. God. Is this your… sperm?”

“Yeah,” I said with a nod. “Sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“Gross.”

I reached over the side of the bed and picked up my hand towel, grateful that I’d gotten out a clean one this morning. I wiped off my penis and then handed her the towel.

“Sorry,” I said again.

“It’s ok,” she said, wiping off her hands. My eyes were fixed to a small blob of my sperm that was sliding down her slit and stopped right around where I’d been trying to slide in. I watched it until she wiped that up, too.

Handing me back the towel, Daisy said, “Next time you do that, make sure it’s inside me where it won’t be so messy.”

“No problem.”

Daisy propped herself up on her elbows and looked at me.

“You look pretty cute naked.”

“Thanks,” I said, a little embarrassed.

Her eyes went down to my penis, which was still mostly hard. “I wonder what we’re doing wrong.”

I shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“You want to keep trying, right?”

“Oh, yes, please,” I said with a smile.

“Alright. Well, lie down next to me for a moment. We have to figure out what we’re doing wrong. Why it’s not going int.”

“Ok.”

I laid down next to Daisy and waited for her to figure it out.

“Well?” she said after a bit.

“Well, what?”

“What are we doing wrong?”

“I don’t know!” I said. “I’ve never even seen a vagina until today. I don’t know how it all works down there.”

“Oh, so you’re saying that I’m the problem?”

I rolled my eyes. “Look, my penis does two things in this plan. It gets hard and it shoots sperm. It’s done both. If we can’t get it into your vagina, that’s gotta be where the problem has come from.” I sighed and said something I really didn’t want to say. “Maybe we should try it another day.”

She shook her head. “No, I only stole one of my sister’s birth control pills. If I take more she might find out.”

“Oh.”

Daisy nibbled her lower lip as I ran my eyes down her lovely naked body. They came to rest between her legs.

“Maybe,” I said slowly, “it would help if I saw, you know, the… hole? You know, the place I’m supposed to go in?”

Daisy sat up a tiny bit and reached her hands down to her vagina. She spread it open with her fingers and said, “Take a look.”

I craned my neck around and looked. I saw a small, rather inviting looking, hole.

“That’s it?” I asked. I’d somehow expected more.

“Yes, that’s it,” she said in a mocking tone. “What did you expect?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. It doesn’t look big enough for my penis to fit, though.”

“It’s supposed to stretch,” Daisy said, sitting up a little and looking down between her legs. “I mean, it has to, otherwise it wouldn’t be possible for a baby to come out. You know how big those can be.”

Taking my penis in my hand, I pointed it Daisy’s vagina and kind of nudged the tip against the hole a little bit. Nothing really seemed to be happening, but it certainly felt great!

“Oh!” Daisy said. “Oh, that feels nice. Keep doing that.”

“Ok,” I said, needing no urging.

I kept bouncing the tip of my penis against the entrance to Daisy’s vagina. She liked it and I liked it and I thought to myself that, hey, even if I don’t get it in, at least I was closer than I’d ever expected to be!

But then it happened. One of my downward pushes, I felt my penis press into her just slightly. Encouraged by this, I backed up and tried it again and looked down to watch as the tip slid in just a bit.

“I think that’s the right place,” Daisy said after a few seconds of this. “I think I feel you going in.”

“Yeah.” I looked down, a little out of breath, and saw that most of the tip of my penis was inside her vagina now. “Yeah, it’s going in.”

“Ok.” She moved her hands up to my shoulders, looking about as nervous as I felt. “Make sure you go in slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

Taking a deep breath, I pushed forward and down a little, feeling a bit more of penis slide into Daisy’s vagina. Looking down I could see that all the tip was inside her.

“Stop for a second!” Daisy said, tightening her grip on my shoulders.

I stopped, my penis about a third of the way into her. “You ok?”

“Yeah… just…” She took a deep breath. “Ok, keep going.”

I pulled back a little to adjust myself and then pushed forward again. About half went in. I pulled back and pushed forward again and then let out a slow whimper of pleasure as my thirteen-year-old virgin penis sank all the way into Daisy’s thirteen-year-old vagina.

“Oh, god,” I whispered as the last bit entered her. I looked at Daisy’s face. “Are you alright?”

She winced a bit and nodded. “Yes… but don’t move for a moment.”

“Ok,” I said, perfectly content to keep my penis where it was.

“Are you all the way in?” she asked after a moment.

“Yeah,” I said, a little raggedly.

“Ok. Well… move it in and out really slowly, ok?

“Ok.”

Very uncertainly, I began to move, trying to slide my penis back and forth inside Daisy’s vagina. It took a little effort before I felt like I knew what I was doing. On the other hand, it felt incredibly good, so taking time to learn was fine with me!

“Do you like it?” Daisy asked.

“Uh-huh… yeah… oh, it’s wonderful…” Then I finally remembered to ask, “Does it feel good for you?”

Daisy shrugged a little. “It feels ok. My sister said it gets better after the first time.”

“Oh… ok.”

I put my head down against her shoulder and kept fucking her slowly. I tried to go as slow as I could, both to make it feel better for me and for her, but I knew I was going to cum pretty soon.

Sure enough, it was only after about three minutes of intercourse that I let out a gasp of pure delight as my penis began twitching inside Daisy, and for the first time in my life, shot my sperm into a girl’s vagina. In thirteen years of life it was the best thing I’d ever experienced!

As soon as I was done cumming, Daisy pushed at me and I rolled over so that I was lying next to her. We were both breathing hard and neither of us said anything.

Eventually I got back on top of her and we did it again. We had sex a total of five times that day. By the end of the day, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to get it up for a week, which turned out to be wrong, of course.

Daisy never stole another one of her sister’s birth control pills and years later when I learned how they actually worked, I felt relieved that I hadn’t gotten her pregnant. Though I never hooked up with Daisy again, I still look back fondly on our one and only day together.

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Ok, so it’s not a long story and it’s a little light on plot. Also, I’ve been watching lots of Mad Men lately. Anyhow, I hope you all liked it!

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Boykiller

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October 15, 2008

Boykiller
By
Alex Hawk

“Now fuck me, little boy,” Alesta said. She was lying naked on her bed with her legs spread.

Between those legs was a naked twelve-year-old boy named Lucas. He’d never had sex before, but now he was about to lose his virginity to this wonderfully nice twenty-one-year old woman! He felt so lucky! Just wait until his friends heard about this!

Very carefully, very uncertainly, and nervous as hell, Lucas gave a little push with his hips and watched as his twelve-year-old virgin penis disappeared into Alesta’s vagina. As he sank his young, almost hairless erection into her, he let out a little moan of pure pleasure and slowly started fucking, knowing that he’d probably cum soon, but not really caring.

“That’s right,” Alesta whispered, putting her hands under the pillow behind her head. “Fuck me good, little boy.”

Lucas did as he was told, keeping his eyes closed and savoring the delightful feeling of having his penis in a woman’s vagina for the very first time! His body began to tense as his orgasm approached. It’d be the best orgasm of his life!

It was also his last. Just as Lucas started to cum, Alesta’s hands flew from under the pillows, a sharp knife in each one. Each knife slid into Lucas’ naked, preteen body, right between his ribs. Both lungs were punctured, and one of the blades severed the boy’s heart.

Lucas’ eyes flew open. What had been a world of happiness and bliss was suddenly a world of pain and fear. He opened his mouth to scream, but nothing but a faint gurgle and a lot of blood issued forth. He tried to pull away from Alesta, but she’d locked her legs around his hips, trapping him against her. Lucas looked into Alesta’s eyes, trying to understand what was happening, but he couldn’t make sense of anything. Slowly his vision faded and everything went dark. The light would never shine again for him.

Alesta’s vagina began contracting around Lucas’ penis as he finally died, his smooth body moving no longer. She gave the dead boy a little kiss and then rolled out from under him, looking at the body of the dead child. Very cute! And he’d never turn into an adult. He’d never be a man. That was what made her happiest.
Whistling a jolly little tune, Alesta went and cleaned up. Later on she’d dispose of the dead boy. He was the twenty-third boy she’d killed since she started at the age of fifteen. She’d gotten good at the murdering. And the body disposal.

Now she just had to plan the next one…

* * *

A full two weeks went by before Alesta felt the need to kill again. She went out to a local beach where lots of boys hung out. She’d find the perfect one, lure him to her car, take him to her house and then… well, he’d eventually wind up joining poor little Lucas.

Down at the beach, Alesta stripped down to her bikini and looked around, checking out all the cute boys. She considered and rejected several before finally picking one. He was wearing a pair of board shorts, looked to be about fifteen, had curly blond hair and a very nice body. He’d be perfect.

She approached the boy and started talking with him about incidentals. He was indeed fifteen, she found out, and named Daniel. After another fifteen minutes or so of talking, she got him to go with her back to the van she drove. To just hang out, she said. As soon as the boy agreed, it was also she could do not to cheer. Within an hour this lovely teenage boy would be dead.

When they got to the van, they sat in the back. The windows were heavily tinted. No one would see inside. Alesta looked Daniel over. The boy was still wearing only his board shorts.

“You have a really nice body,” she said to him.

“Thanks.” He felt happy that an older woman was noticing him!

“I bet you work out a lot.”

“Sometimes.”

Alesta placed a hand on Daniel’s chest and ran it down to his stomach. “Very nice.”

“Thanks,” he said, now sounding a little nervous.

“You must get laid a lot,” she said with a sweet smile.

“Uh… well, actually…” Daniel blushed. “I’m still a virgin,” he mumbled.

“That’s ok, Daniel. Everyone’s a virgin to start with.”

Daniel didn’t say anything, but he was now acutely aware of how hard his penis was.

Alesta seemed to notice. She reached down and caressed his shaft through his shorts, and then slowly buttoned and unzipped them, reaching into his underwear to pull out his erect teenage penis.

“So you’ve never had a girl lucky enough to have this inside her?” Alesta purred, stroking the boy’s penis slowly.

“N… no…” Daniel said, closing his eyes, unable to guess where this was headed, but happy to make the journey.

“I bet you’d love to fuck me,” Alesta said, leaning close and whispering into the boy’s ear.

“Yeah…”

“Good…” Alsesta pulled off the bikini bottoms, exposing her vagina to the young virgin. “Why don’t we go back to my place and get you laid?”

“Alright,” Daniel said through a haze of sexual energy.

“Take those shorts off,” Alesta suggested. “And stay back there. I don’t want to lose any time when we get to my house.”

Daniel did as he was told and sat in the back of the van, naked, hard, horny and a little overwhelmed by everything. For lack of anything better to do during the drive, he found himself nervously masturbating. Not planning to have an orgasm, just trying to calm down.

When they got to her house, Alesta pressed the button on the garage door opener and pulled the van inside. Once the door was closed, she got back into the back seat with Daniel.

“Well… here we are… ready to fuck?”

“Are you… are you really going to let me?” he whispered.

“Oh, yes.” Alesta sat up and pulled off her bikini top. Now nude, she got out of the van and said, “Follow me.”

Daniel followed Alesta as she led him back to her bedroom. He couldn’t believe that was actually going to get laid! As Lucas before him, he felt like he must be the luckiest boy in the world.

Alesta took hold of Daniel’s penis and gave it a couple slow strokes as she pulled him close and kissed him lightly on the lips. The boy really was beautiful, she though. One of the best looking kids she’d ever planned to kill. At least he wouldn’t grow up to be some horribly hairy, ugly man. She’d spare him the ravages of time.

Alesta ran her hands down the boy’s bare muscular chest and said to him, “Lay down. I’ll do all the work.”

“Alright,” Daniel whispered, lying down on the bed.

Once Daniel was lying down, Alesta got on top of him, straddling his waist. She took hold of his penis, rubbing it against her vagina. “You ready?”

“Yeah,” Daniel managed to whisper. He’d been ready for this ever since puberty started!

Little did he know that it would be one of the last things ever to happen to him. Alesta rubbed against him some more and then slowly lowered her twenty-one-year-old vagina down around Daniel’s lovely fifteen-year-old virgin penis. She let out a little whisper of pleasure as he entered her. Now his fate was sealed. He would die. He had to die.

“Now fuck me, little boy,” Alesta whispered.

Daniel moaned slightly and pushed up, feeling his penis being wrapped in the exquisite warmth of his first vagina. Now he knew for a fact that he was the luckiest boy in the universe! So wrapped up in what he was feeling as he began to fuck, he didn’t notice Alesta’s hands coming to rest on either side of his naked young body, didn’t notice one of the hands reaching under the pillow to pull out a sharp knife.

Alesta rode the naked young boy expertly. She’d been trained well over the years. Each time she got fucked by a boy, she knew it was going to be his last experience ever, so she always wanted to make it as good for him as she could.

Underneath Alesta’s body, Daniel was lost in a world of total bliss. He’d never felt anything so good as this! He felt his orgasm approaching and tried to hold off, wanting for Alesta to enjoy this as much as he was. But it was to no anvil. Gritting his teeth and screwing his eyes shut, Daniel felt his penis start kicking as his sperm fired off.

As soon as Alesta felt Daniel’s sperm splashing into her vagina, she made her move, slicing downward with her arm. It was easy for her to find the target, since Daniel’s head was thrown back into the pillow. All she had to do was draw her knife across his exposed throat, slicing through flesh, blood and cartilage.

Daniel’s eyes slammed open and a faint hissing, gurgling sound issued from the gaping wound in his throat. He reached up to Alesta and tried to get the knife from her, but she held it far away from him, holding his naked body down with hers as his blood sprayed out all over the bed. Alesta wasn’t concerned. She knew how to take care of evidence.

The boy’s movements began to slow as the flow of blood went from spurts to a mere trickle. Finally he stopped moving, stopped breathing, stopped doing anything, his dead eyes wide open and showing pain, confusion and betrayal.

Alesta climaxed as the teenage boy under her died, just as she always did. When she was done with her own pleasure, she got off Daniel’s motionless body. Leaning down she gave him a tender kiss on his dead lips, smiling to herself and feeling the usual surge of victory and power.

Alesta ducked into the shower, getting herself nice and clean. Later today she’d trek Daniel’s body out to the usual place and dump him with Lucas and the others. She wished she could give them a better funeral than what they ended up with, but c’est la morte.

She’d just finished the shower and put on a bathrobe when she heard a knock on the front door. Curious, she went over and peered at the front porch through the thick curtains over her windows.

There was a boy at her door.

She regarded him for a few seconds. Probably thirteen or so. Tasseled brown hair, nice enough looking clothes. Very cute face. Nice body. She briefly pictured him naked and thrusting on top of her as his virginity fled his young body, then slashing him open and watching his life flee as well.

Alesta hadn’t ever done two boys in one day, except for back a couple years ago when she had twin eleven-year-old boys at her mercy. Killing one boy after another had been quite fun. Now she had the chance to do it again. There was a slight risk because she hadn’t dealt with Daniel’s body yet, but she figured she could just do this one in the living room.

Loosening her robe belt just slightly, she went to the front door and opened it.

“Yes?” she asked politely.

The boy stared at her briefly, eyes focused mostly on her partially exposed breasts. “Uh… hi!” he managed to say after a bit. “My name is Taylor. I’m a student at Garfield Junior High and I’m selling candy to raise money for my school.” He shook a little box of candy bars.

Alesta smiled her sweetest, most disarming smile. “Well. I’m Alesta. Why don’t you come inside for a little bit and we’ll see what you have.”

“Ok,” Taylor said, very pleased. He’d not been able to move more than two bars of candy after spending a full hour walking around. Now there was at least a chance he’d get a sale!

“So your name is Taylor, you said?” Alesta asked as she shut the door behind the boy, quietly, but firmly, locking it.

“Yeah.”

“Kind of like Taylor Hanson, huh?” she said with a sweet smile. THERE was a boy she’d wanted bad. But now he’d started to age and was married and had a child. Alesta sighed softly. She could have spared him the ravages of time.

“Yeah, I guess. I was never really into Hanson.”

“So what sort of candy do you have? Here, sit next to me,” she said, plopping herself onto the couch and patting a space next to her.

Taylor sat down and opened up his candy box. He ran through the various choices and then when he was done, Alesta said, “I’ll take them all!”

Taylor blinked and smiled in happy surprise. “Really? Wow! Cool! You’re the best!”

Alesta laughed, a throaty laugh, full of danger, though Taylor didn’t recognize the sound. “I’m glad you’re happy.” She stood, her robe falling open a little, just enough to expose one of her breasts. Taylor drew in a sharp breath. Alesta looked down at him.

“Something wrong?”

“Uh… no!” With great effort he tore his eyes away.

Alesta laughed again. “You were taking a peek, weren’t you?”

“No, no!” Taylor lied hurriedly.

“It’s alright,” she said with a sweet smile. “I don’t mind.” She let her robe fall open a little more, exposing both breasts fully. “Haven’t you ever seen a woman naked before?”

Taylor could only shake his head. He was confused as hell, but was willing to go with it. It wasn’t every day that a beautiful woman let him see her like this!

“Do you want to see more?” she purred, pleased that his inexperience likely meant he was still a virgin.

“Uh… sure, I guess! I mean, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind. Why should I mind? I’ll tell you what… if you take off your shirt, I’ll let you see me totally naked.”

“You will?” Taylor squeaked, unable to believe this was really happening.

“Of course.” She lowered the robe just a little more, enough to really tease the child.

Taylor knew he shouldn’t be here and shouldn’t be doing this, but he really couldn’t resist. The chance to see a real life naked woman! Wow! His already very hard young penis twitched with total excitement and anticipation.

“Ok,” he replied. Nervously he sat up and pulled his shirt off, exposing his hairless, teenage chest.

Alesta moved close and ran a finger down the boy’s body. “Oh, very nice…”

“Thank you,” he said with a little gasp.

“You can touch me if you want to,” Alesta suggested, knowing that few boys indeed would ever turn down the chance to touch her. They certainly hadn’t turned down the chance when she’d been six.

Moving uncertainly, Taylor reached out a hand and gently ran it along one of Alesta’s breasts. His penis kicked with pure glee at the thought of what he was doing.

“Ready to see the rest?” Alesta asked.

“Oh, yes…” the young boy whispered, not aware that at this point his death was pretty much assured.

Alesta very slowly lowered the rest of her bathrobe until she stood naked in front of this pretty young child. She smiled at him and then sat down on his lap, straddling his waist and gently kissing his surprised looking face.

“You like me, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yeah…”

She wiggled against the boy’s crotch, feeling the hardness of his penis inside his jeans. “I can tell, you know,” she said with a little grin.

Taylor was too overwhelmed to do much more than simply grin back in shy embarrassment.

Alesta ran her hands down Taylor’s chest to his jeans. Once there she unbuttoned them and then unzipped them, reaching inside his boxers to let his young penis pop up into view. She had a brief flashback to earlier in the day with Daniel, then a few other flashbacks that she did her best to crush as she began stroking Taylor’s teenage erection.

“You have a nice one,” she whispered to Taylor as she leaned down and kissed his ear.

“Thank you,” he whispered back.

“You ever done anything like this?”

“No…”

Alesta smiled to herself. The boy was a virgin! Perfect. Now he was doomed. Cute and lovely little thirteen-year-old Taylor would be dead within five minutes, ten at the outside. She’d bury him and Daniel together. Two naked young boys, together and beautiful for all eternity.

Alesta moved slowly, laying herself down on the couch and spreading her legs as one of her hands went under a pillow to find the knife she always kept there.

“You wanna try something really nice?” she asked Taylor, wiggling her hips suggestively.

“You mean…” Taylor swallowed, unable to finish the thought, much less saying what he wanted to say.

“Yes… do you wanna fuck me?”

Taylor’s mouth opened and closed a couple times and then he somehow was able to say, “Yes… oh, yes… can I really?”

“Of course. Just take off those clothes.”

Taylor pulled his pants and boxers off while eyeballing the first vagina he’d ever seen in his life. His penis was going to be in there soon! He’d actually get to fuck a girl less than two months after he’d turned thirteen! None of his friends had managed that yet!

Taylor then rather awkwardly got onto the couch, kneeling between Alesta’s legs. He knew vaguely what he was supposed to do, but wasn’t totally certain. He looked at the older woman’s face, hoping she’d help him without making him ask.

Alesta had seen that look on many a young virgin. She reached down and took Taylor’s penis in her hand and lined it up with her vagina. “Just push it into me,” she whispered.

Taylor nodded and thrust with his hips, feeling the incredible sensation of his nearly hairless thirteen-year-old virgin penis slide deep into Alesta’s twenty-one year old vagina. It was a magnificent place of warmth, wetness and tightness like nothing he’d ever experienced before. It was mind boggling!

“Now fuck me, little boy,” Alesta whispered, sealing the boy’s fate.

Taylor, unlike Lucas and Daniel, kept his eyes mostly open as he fucked for the first time. Alesta didn’t think this was any big deal, and it certainly didn’t worry her. It made it even easier for her to tell when he was going to cum. She locked eyes with him, determined to murder the boy as soon as his orgasm began.

Taylor’s naked, thrusting body kept moving on top of Alesta, the young boy fucking her as best as he could, considering it was his first time. As he kept fucking, faster and faster, he could tell that he was going to cum soon and was determined to enjoy his orgasm as much as he’d enjoyed the fucking.

Alesta felt the boy’s body tense and she tightened her grip on the knife. Any second now…

Taylor suddenly let out a loud gasp of pleasure as his penis fired off his first sperm into Alesta’s vagina. He’d kept his eyes locked on hers and must’ve sensed something was awry because he abruptly pulled back just slightly. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to make sure that the knife that had been headed for this throat instead cut a nice slice across his upper left arm.

“Shit!” he screamed in pain and confusion and quickly leapt from the couch, sperm still blasting from his teenage penis.

“You little FUCK!” Alesta screamed back at him, totally outraged. Only one other boy had ever managed to dodge her first knife thrust. She’d got him eventually. She’d kept him alive for six days after that. It hadn’t been easy.

Taylor was quick on his feet. Ignoring the pain in his arm he sprinted for the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. He dodged an awkward slash from Alesta and picked up a lamp to toss at her. He missed, but her dodge was enough for him to run past her into the rest of the house.

Running into the bedroom he screamed again as he saw another boy, naked and dead, laying on Alesta’s bed, his lifeless eyes staring up at the ceiling, a huge red gash across his throat and blood all over the bedroom.

That could have been me, Taylor thought, scared out of his mind. The sound of Alesta charging into the room was enough to break the spell. He spun around and caught her arm, the two of them falling and landing on the bed. They rolled around on the blood-soaked sheets, at one point even rolling over the body of the poor dead boy.

Finally they rolled off the bed, Taylor on top. He struggled away from Alesta and ran out of the room, vaguely aware of the fact that he was still naked and that his arm was still bleeding, and now his whole body was covered in the blood of some poor dead kid.

Taylor stopped running when he got to the kitchen. He saw a couple carving knives in a knife block and pulled out one. What he saw that really got his attention was a cordless phone. He grabbed it and dialed 911.

“911 emergency, how can I help you?”

“Help! I’m stuck in some crazy lady’s house and she’s trying to kill me!”

“What is your address, please?”

“I don’t know! I-”

“You little FUCK! You’re DEAD!” Alesta screamed as she charged into the room.

Thinking fast, Taylor threw the phone as hard as he could. He was in Little League and knew what he was doing when tossing something with speed and accuracy. The phone arced out of his hand and bonked Alesta right between the eyes. She blinked, glared and then leapt at him, knife in hand.

Alesta either hadn’t seen the knife Taylor was holding or didn’t worry about it. They rolled onto the ground, and Taylor ended up on top. Faster than either he or Alesta would have ever believed, he took the knife in his hand and stabbed it downward, directly at Alesta’s face.

In the years to come Taylor would never forget the sensation of the knife breaking through Alesta’s left-eye. It pierced through the eyeball, down into her brain and embedded itself in the back of her skull. It was one of the most horrible things Taylor had ever felt in his life, and he’d remember it in his nightmares forever.

Underneath his naked body, Alesta twitched once, twice and then let out a slow exhale and stopped moving. Taylor felt her heart flutter and then it, too, stopped. The woman who had murdered twenty-four boys was now herself dead, killed by one of the boy’s she’d tried to do in.

Taylor laid there, half on top of Alesta, breathing hard and trying to make his mind work as he ran over everything that had happened in the last hour. He’d fucked a woman! And she’d tried to kill him. She’d killed another boy. And she’d tried to kill him. He’d killed her. But she’d tried to kill him.

The more Taylor thought about how Alesta had tried to kill him, the more angry he got. He became aware that his penis was hard, and as he looked down at Alesta’s body a thought entered his mind.

“Try to kill me, huh, bitch? Try to stab me! Here, take this!” He lined up his young penis and slid down into her vagina, feeling the still-warm sensation of the woman’s dead body around him as he started fucking her hard and fast. He knew he was going to cum soon, but that didn’t really matter much. All that mattered was making her pay for what she’d done to him and done to the boy in the bedroom and done to god only knew how many other boys.

Taylor finally felt the pleasure of orgasm wash through his body as he heard the sound of sirens in the distance. As soon as he was done cumming, he pulled out of her, and looked down at the woman he’d killed. He wanted to hate her, but right now he was too exhausted. He staggered to his feet and walked into the bedroom where he looked at the boy lying dead on the bed. He wasn’t much older than Taylor. Taylor wondered who he was.

“I’m sorry she got you, dude,” he whispered, going over and brushing a lock of blood-coated hair from the dead boy’s face. “I got her for both of us.”

Taylor then collapsed onto the ground, crying and shaking as the police finally arrived.

Over the course of the next couple weeks the police slowly put together everything that had happened at Alesta’s home. Inside her basement, down in a freezer, they found the severed penises of twenty-three boys, the youngest of which was prepubescent. They figured, correctly, that Daniel and Taylor’s penises would have joined the others had not Taylor stopped Alesta successfully. As for the fact that there’d obviously been post-mortem intercourse between the young boy and his would-be killer, that was left out of every official record. Taylor had been through enough.

Taylor himself spent many, many years in therapy as a result of what he’d been through. He eventually was able to make peace with that horrible day and eventually even fell in love with another man. He never had sex with a woman again and never wanted to. As he once observed, “When your first time is that eventful, you don’t want there to be a second.”

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. C’est la morte.

So there you have it. I’ve written a snuff and necro story. Did it get me off? Yeah, a little. I’m comfortable admitting that. It’s not like I wanna go out and kill people now, though looking at photos of dead teenage boys might be… well, nevermind.

Needless to say, I do NOT condone the behaviors depicted in here. PLEASE don’t go around seducing young boys and killing them. That’s what you might call “wrong”.

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Chasing Colt – Chapter Thirteen – Better Than Ezra

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October 16, 2008

Chasing Colt – Chapter Thirteen – Better Than Ezra
By
Alex Hawk

The light at the end of the tunnel was approaching, I thought to myself as Spencer, Ezra and I all walked towards Spencer’s house. The official story was that Spencer and I were boyfriend-girlfriend and Ezra was being invited to Spencer’s place to check out his latest acquisition; Fable, a wonderful little game on the XBox. It wasn’t my kind of game, but it was pretty decent, I suppose. It also had one little feature that figured large in my plans to have sex with Ezra, the last boy I had to fuck before I finally got my hands on cute little Colt! I couldn’t wait!

I eyed Ezra as we walked. Like most of the boys I’d fucked recently, he was in pretty damn good shape, what with all the baseball. He had blond hair that was a little too long and hung in front of his blue eyes sometimes. It made him look kind of cute, really.

When we got to Spencer’s house we headed up to his bedroom. This was, naturally, where his X-Box was located. His bed was there, too, of course, but Ezra didn’t know that was going to wind up mattering at all.

The plan Spencer and I had concocted for Ezra’s devirginizing was a simple one. It was basically an adaptation of the plan I’d used with Tyler. We’d start making out and eventually wind up fucking and Ezra would get a chance to join in. Pretty simple. Not really creative, but frankly, I was getting tired of thinking of elaborate ways to fuck young boys.

I sat on Spencer’s bed and watched as he spent some time playing Fable, showing Ezra how to play and all that. Finally after about twenty minutes he turned the game over to Ezra, ostensibly because he was bored, but really because he wanted to come fuck me.

Ezra sat down and started to play while Spencer joined me on the bed. He spent a little time coaching Ezra, telling him what to do and how to play. Then he and I started making out with each other. We kissed and hugged and touched a little and then Spencer tossed his shirt onto the floor, part of it landing on Ezra.

“Sorry, man,” Spencer said as he went back to kissing me.

Ezra looked back at us and blushed a little. “It’s ok,” he muttered before turning back around to the TV.

Spencer wiggled his eyebrows at me and we went back to the kissing. After another five minutes or so of making out, I took off my t-shirt and bra and threw them both onto the floor, not hitting Ezra, but landing them near him. He looked down at the clothes and then briefly back at me. I had made sure that I was sitting up so that he had a nice view of my bare breasts. He blushed again and turned around.

“Uh… do you guys want me to leave or something?” he asked quietly.

“No, it’s ok, Ezra. Just play the game. We don’t mind,” Spencer replied and then went back to kissing me.

“Well… if you’re sure…” Ezra said. I saw him out of the corner of my eye as he turned his head to sneak a look at my breasts again. The boy’s mind was definitely headed in the right direction!

Spencer started nibbling and sucking at my nipples, which turned me on even more. I let out a little whimper and through half-closed eyes saw Ezra take a peek again. This was really good! Plus Spencer was turning out to be a pretty decent lover, which helped.

I reached out and unzipped Spencer’s jeans, reaching inside them and his boxers to stroke his very hard penis. He grinned as I did so.

“You just love that part of me, huh?” he asked a little softly, but loud enough for Ezra to hear.

I giggled and whispered, “Get naked, ok?”

“Ok.”

Spencer quickly got out of his jeans and underwear, tossing them onto the floor near the rest of the clothes. Ezra looked up and saw my naked upper body and Spencer’s entirely naked body as Spencer started sucking on my breasts again. Through my half-closed eyes I watched as Ezra rubbed a little at the bulge in his jeans before turning his attention back to Fable.

I began fondling Spencer’s penis again, stroking it softly as he sucked on my breasts. Eventually I tired of that, and pushed him gently onto his back, where I knelt down next to him and started giving him a blowjob.

“Ah… yeah, that’s what I like…” he said, putting his hands on the back of my head.

I peeked over at Ezra who turned to look at me blowing Spencer. He watched for a good several seconds before turning back to the game. Good! We were making some seriously nice progress here! I’d have that boy’s virginity within the hour!

As I blew Spencer, I started unzipping and unbuttoning my own pants. Soon I was pulling them and my panties down. Once they were to my knees, I pulled off Spencer’s penis, tossed my clothes onto the floor and went back to sucking, making sure that my backside was now facing Ezra.

“He looking?” I whispered after a couple moments.

“Oh, he was,” Spencer said. “He got a gooooood long look.”

“Good.”

After sucking Spencer’s penis for a few more moments, I got up and laid down next to him on top of the blankets, masturbating him. As I did that, Spencer reached between my legs and slowly worked a finger into my vagina. We sat there like this, playing with each other and watching Ezra, for a little while, waiting for him to turn and sneak a look.

Ezra finally did, turning his head just enough to glimpse us. Then turning very quickly back to the TV.

I let out a little laugh. “Ezra?”

“Yeah, Amber?” he asked, eyes still looking at the TV.

“Pause the game for a moment.”

“Ok.” Ezra did, but kept looking at it.

“Now turn around and take a look. It’s ok. I don’t mind.”

Very slowly Ezra turned his head and looked over at the two of us sitting on the bed masturbating each other. His eyes roamed all over my body, finally landing at the place between my legs where Spencer’s finger vanished into my teenage vagina.

“What do you think?” I asked him.

“You… you really look nice…” Ezra said, sounding a little strained.

“Glad you think so,” I replied, smiling sweetly.

“Yeah, but you ain’t seen nothing yet,” Spencer said. He pulled his finger out of me and then said, “How about a little doggie?”

“Alright.” I got up on all fours, making sure that I was facing Ezra, my body only a short distance from him, and waited as Spencer got behind me. I let out a little gasp of pleasure as he gently pushed his naked teenage penis deep into my vagina, and then let out some more joyful sounds as he started slowly fucking me.

“Oh, god,” Ezra whispered. “You guys are really Doing It?”

“Yeah…” I jerked my head backwards a little. “Go see.”

Ezra licked his lips and looked very uncertain. Finally he crawled over and looked at the spot where Spencer’s penis was entering my vagina. Spencer pulled back really far so that Ezra could get a good look and then slowly pushed back inside me.

“Wow,” Ezra whispered.

“You’re still… a virgin… aren’t you, Ezra?” I said, a little out of breath. Spencer had gotten quite good at the whole sex thing over the last little while.

“Yeah.”

“Do you… want a turn…?” I asked, looking into his eyes.

Ezra blushed and I saw something in his eyes, desire warring with something else. Finally he reluctantly shook his head and said, “I gotta wait until I get married…”

THAT surprised me a little. I knew Ezra’s family was kind of religious, but I didn’t know that Ezra himself was. Before I could formulate a reply, Spencer gave one of his own.

“Dude… you gotta stick it in her… just for a bit… it’s sooooo fucking great in here…”

“Yeah, but I have to wait until I’m married,” Ezra whispered.

“Come on, Ezra…” Spencer said. “You won’t believe how great it is… Turn over, Amber.” He slowly withdrew his penis from me and I rolled over onto my back. Spencer pointed between my spread legs and said, “Stick a finger in there. You can at least see what that feels like.”

Ezra looked at me. I nodded and said, “Go ahead. That certainly doesn’t count as sex.”

Hand shaking a little Ezra reached out and, with Spencer guiding him, slid a finger into my vagina, his eyes going wide as he felt the velvety smooth sensation of having a part of him inside of a girl for the very first time.

“Now just imagine how great that feels on your dick,” Spencer whispered in a voice of temptation.

“Yeah…” Ezra said.

“All you gotta do is this,” he said, moving forward and lowering himself on top of me. Ezra started to pull his finger out of me, but Spencer said, “No, leave it in.”

“Uh… ok.”

Spencer lined up and slid his penis into my vagina, joining Ezra’s finger, and basically trapping the other boy inside. Spencer grinned and started slowly fucking me, turning to look down at Ezra’s wide-eyed face.

“See? Don’t you wish your dick was where mine is?”

“Uh… yeah, but… I gotta wait until I’m married,” he repeated, sounding a little less convinced than he had before.

“Well, Ezra…” I said slowly. “A blowjob wouldn’t count as sex. If you wanna take your dick out, I’d love to suck you off while Spencer fucks me.”

Ezra looked taken aback by the offer. “Really?” was what he managed to say.

“Really.” I patted a space on the bed next to me.

Spencer said, “Come on, man. If you’re not going to fuck her, you might as well at least get a blowjob out of it.”

Moving like he was in a dream, Ezra got up onto the bed, reaching down to unbutton his jeans as he did so. Hands shaking, he then reached inside his underwear to pull out his very hard, very virgin penis. It looked nice. Probably a little under five inches.

I took Ezra’s penis in my hand, stroking it slowly. “You have a really nice penis, Ezra.”

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“I’d love to have you fuck me.”

“Yeah… but… I gotta wait…”

“I know.” With that I pulled him close, opened my mouth wide and slipped it down around his naked young penis. I worked the shaft and head with my tongue, stroking him as I blew him and making sure to apply just a very gentle suction, enough to really get him going.

“Oh… wow… that feels good…” Ezra whispered.

“Fucking feels about a billion times better,” Spencer replied, continuing to screw me.

“Yeah? Cool…”

“Let me have a little of that, Amber,” Spencer said, leaning his face down.

I pulled my mouth off Ezra’s penis and watched as Spencer put his on it. Ezra opened his mouth in surprise and seemed about to say something, but as Spencer started blowing him, the expression of surprise turned to one of extreme pleasure. Spencer apparently gave pretty damn good head.

Very good head, apparently. As I looked up at Ezra’s face, I could see his orgasm approaching and from the pace of Spencer’s penis thrusting around inside my vagina, it would be a close bet to see who wound up cumming first.

As it happened, it was Ezra, who barely managed to whimper, “Oh… Spence, I’m cumming!” before he got this look of total orgasmic bliss on his face. Spencer kept his mouth on Ezra’s penis as the other boy climaxed, swallowing Ezra’s sperm as he did so.

While he was swallowing Ezra’s boycum, Spencer’s penis began twitching inside my vagina and I felt a wonderful liquid warmth as Spencer’s sperm flooded into my body, going off on its pointless search for an egg.

Once both boys were done cumming, Spencer slid his mouth off Ezra’s penis and leaned down to give me a tender French kiss. I savored the taste of both Spencer’s mouth and Ezra’s sperm as I kissed him back. Then Spencer pulled out of me and laid on the bed by my side.

“That was fucking hot,” he said with a grin.

Ezra fell back a little, his penis still twitching. “You… you sucked my…”

“Yes. Yes, I did. And I did a DAMN good job, too.” Spencer had a look of extreme satisfaction on his face.

“But… but… you’re gay?”

I reached out and put a hand on Ezra’s bare leg. “You saw Spencer fucking me, right?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Well, then he’s not gay, is he? He sucked your dick, but that was just for fun. You liked it, he liked it, everyone had a good time, right?”

“Well, yeah…”

“So who cares?” I said, leaning up to give Ezra a gentle kiss on the mouth.

He blinked but didn’t kiss me back. He just said, “This is all too much.”

Spencer laughed. “You think is too much? Just wait until you hear about some of what’s been happening lately.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean me, Tyler, Bryce, Storm and Angelo all taking turns fucking Amber here. In between times we fooled around with each other.”

Ezra was stunned. “Bryce? Tyler? But one is gay and the other’s your brother!” he said in shocked tones, looking down at me.

“Obviously not as gay as you thought, huh?” I said, choosing to ignore the bit about Tyler.

“Well… I guess not…” Ezra seemed terribly confused.

“Here, you need to relax a little,” I said. “Take off your shirt and lay down on your stomach. I’ll give you a massage.”

“You want me to be naked?” he squeaked.

I laughed. “Both of us are naked. You’re mostly naked. So?”

Ezra considered this. “Well… ok.” Slowly he pulled off his t-shirt, revealing a nicely well-developed teenage body. Now naked he rolled over onto his stomach and waited for me.

Spencer was smart enough to sit back and be quiet as I straddled Ezra’s butt and began massaging him. He was in fact QUITE tense, and thankfully I gave great massages. I felt his body start to relax under my hands.

“So how long has all this… you know… stuff… been going on?” Ezra asked, looking over at Spencer.

“You mean me and the rest of the team fucking Amber?”

“Yeah.”

Spencer shrugged. “Not too long.”

“Has everyone done it?” Ezra asked in a tone I couldn’t quite figure out.

“Everyone except you and Colt,” Spencer replied.

“Oh.”

“It’s wicked fun, and it’s not like it’s a big deal, just getting laid,” Spencer said, trying to sound as blase as possible.

Ezra grunted but didn’t say anything. I moved my hands down off his shoulders and back and down towards his butt, massaging it gently before I worked my way down his legs, paying close attention to his thighs. Finally I worked on his feet and hands and then said, “Ok, boyo, turn over so that I can work on your chest.”

To his credit, Ezra didn’t argue at all. He simply rolled over onto his back, his stiff penis pointing up towards his head.

“Damn, you got a good dick, Ezra,” Spencer said, staring at the other boy’s erection.

“Really?” Ezra said, leaning up a little to look at his own penis.

“Oh, yes,” I said, giving it a couple strokes. “Very nice indeed.”

“Thanks,” he said after swallowing hard.

I straddled Ezra at the waist once more, making sure that his hard penis was rubbing up against my very wet vagina. Once comfy I started massaging him once more, working on his wonderful bare chest, neck, face and shoulders.

“You’re really good at that,” he whispered.

“Thanks.” I wiggled my vagina against his virgin penis. “I’m good at other things, too.”

“I bet…” Ezra said, a little out of breath.

Spencer was sitting next to us both, masturbating while he watched me give Ezra his massage. He saw Ezra looking at his penis and said, “You wanna jerk me a little?”

“Oh… uh… I’m not gay, Spence.”

Spencer rolled his eyes. “Dude, I know that. But it’s cool jerking another guy. Give it a try.”

Ezra put his hand out and wrapped it around Spencer’s penis, giving it a couple gentle strokes. “Yeah, that is kinda cool,” he said.

“See? Spencer knows all.”

“God,” I replied, rolling my eyes. “You’re turning into Angelo there, Captain Ego.”

Spencer snorted. “I should hope not.”

“You wanna feel something really nice?” I asked, looking down at Ezra as he continued to masturbate Spencer.

“Ok,” he said shyly.

I lifted my body up and took Ezra’s penis in my hand. I began rubbing it up and down against my vagina, from the clit down to the entrance, enjoying the sensation of a young boy’s erection rubbing on the most pleasurable part of my body.

“Ooooh…” Ezra moaned. “Oh, that does feel good…”

Now was the moment. “You wanna feel something even better?”

“Ok…” was that somewhat distracted reply.

Grinning and looking down at the young boy, I held his thirteen-year-old virgin penis straight up and slowly settled my very wet fifteen-year-old vagina down around it, taking him completely inside me. I smiled widely at Ezra’s startled look.

“Amber…? But… but I… didn’t want… oh, god,” he whispered.

I lowered my vagina all the way down, taking all of Ezra’s penis into me. “You wanted to wait until you were married?”

“Yeah…”

“Why?”

“I…” Ezra swallowed. “I have no idea…”

Grinning, Spencer said, “Feels really sweet in there, doesn’t it?” as Ezra continued to masturbate him.

“Yeah…”

I began riding Ezra, sliding up and down his naked teenage penis, caressing him gently with my vagina, trying to maximize his pleasure. I knew he’d probably cum fairly soon, but I wanted to delay it as long as possible and make it feel amazing for him in the meantime.

“Oh, god… I can’t believe… I’m really… having sex…” Ezra gasped out.

“You are…” I said with a grin.

Spencer leaned his face down and planted a tender kiss on Ezra’s mouth. To my surprise Ezra didn’t pull away. Instead I felt his penis kick inside me as he put his free hand on the back of Spencer’s head and started kissing back.

I started rubbing my clitoris as I watched the two boys kissing. I really did like seeing attractive boys getting it on with each other. I couldn’t wait until I could have a nice little orgy with all the boys I’d currently fucked plus Colt.

The fact that I had no more boys to go through and could now go straight onto Colt was very stimulating to me, as was the show in front of me and the feeling of Ezra’s penis inside my vagina. I began moving faster and faster and then stifled a howl of delight as my orgasm overtook me, spreading out from between my legs to go out all over my entire body.

The feeling of me cumming must’ve been the last straw for Ezra. He moaned around Spencer’s mouth and his young penis began spasming inside me, adding his load of sperm to that already deposited by Spencer. His first orgasm inside a girl. The look of pure bliss on his face must’ve been nice. Made me wish Spencer wasn’t blocking the view.

When Ezra was done cumming, Spencer lifted his head up and grinned at the other boy.

“You liked it?”

“Yeah…” Ezra replied, his still semi-hard penis twitching a little inside my vagina.

Spencer looked at me. He gestured between my legs. “Mind if I finish up?”

“No problem,” I said. I pulled off Ezra, his penis flopping against his body with a wet slapping sound. Then I laid on my back and spread my legs, waiting for Spencer.

Spencer wasted no time at all. He got on top of me and I watched as he guided his penis into my vagina. As he sunk in all the way, he said, “Oh, god, I love fucking you when someone’s already cum inside you…”

“Thanks,” I whispered, reaching up to cup Spencer’s butt as he began fucking me.

“Oh, god I love this… I love fucking you… oh, god, this is sweet…” He was back into blabbermouth mode.

“Yeah… fuck me good, Spencer,” I said, hugging him tight against me. I’d learned that saying things back was a good way to speed him up.

“Oh, yeah… oh… oh, god, yeah… oh… fuck… god, I love fucking… oh… oh, god, I’m gonna cum… oh… oh, god… oh, here it comes… here comes my sperm…. oh, god… GOD!” Spencer gritted his teeth and held himself against me as his penis pulsed inside my vagina, firing off yet another blast of teenage sperm to that two that were already in there.

Once Spencer was done cumming, the three of us laid there on his bed, getting our breath back and basking in the afterglow. After about ten minutes Ezra shyly asked if he could fuck me again, this time with him on top. By the time all was said and done, each by had fucked me five times. I was amazed that I could walk out of there.

Still, on the walk home, despite the vague pain in my hips, I wasn’t thinking at all about how much I’d enjoyed being fucked by Spencer and Ezra. Or how much I’d loved having sex with Tyler, Bryce, Angelo, Storm, Matthew or Tobey. All that my mind could focus on was the fact that soon I’d finally get the tremendous joy of taking the virginity of pretty young Colt.

The end was in sight.

END CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk.

Flirting

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October 20, 2008

Flirting
By
Alex Hawk

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Based on a true story! Two siblings start teasing and flirting with each other. Soon things get really moving.
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I sat in my bedroom, trying to do my homework and tune out what was happening in the bedroom of my thirteen-year-old sister, Reilly. The noises were really distracting me from my chemistry assignment. I was having enough trouble in the class; I didn’t need to make it worse by not getting my homework right.
Finally after my fifth attempt at writing out the chemical formula for dihydrogen-monoxide, I gave up and stormed over to her bedroom door. I threw it open and looked at the bed where she and my fourteen-year-old best friend, Jake, were buck naked. He was on top of Reilly, fucking her brains out.

“Hey!” I snarled. Both kids looked up. I could see Jake’s penis disappearing into my sister’s vagina. It was a penis I knew well. He was close to my age, I was fifteen, and we’d known each other for a long time. We’d seen each other naked a lot and used to jerk and suck each other on a daily basis before we started fucking girls. Hell, we even still did it sometimes, though not lately. Not since he started fucking my sister. That would have just been weird.
I continued with, “You two can fuck all you want, but PLEASE keep the noise down!”

Jake turned bright red. “Sorry, dude.”

“Sorry, Mike,” my sister said from under Jake’s body.

“Well, alright,” I said, trying to ignore the hard on I was developing. “Just keep it down.”

I walked out of the room, shutting the door behind me, and tromped into my bedroom. Soon as I got there I very quickly beat off, remembering the girls I’d fucked, the fun I’d had with Jake and, much to my annoyance, remembering what it had looked like to see Jake fucking my sister. I’d seen them fuck a couple times before, but for some reason it was hitting me really hard this time. I even came while thinking about it.

Once I was done cumming, I returned to my homework and was actually able to make quite a bit of progress. About thirty minutes after I’d started there was a knock at my door.

“Who is it?”

“Jake.”

“Come in.”

He walked in, fully dressed and looking slightly abashed. “Sorry about all the noise, man. Reilly just really gets into it when we fuck.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I waved a hand. “I don’t really want to hear all the details. Or anything.”

“Yeah, I know.” He grinned a little. “Sorry again. You want me to give you a blowjob to make up for it?”

My penis twitched a little at the idea. Jake gave killer head. I thought for a few seconds and then shook my head. “No, I really gotta get back to work here.”

“Ok. Well, I’ll see you next time I wanna bang your sister,” he said with a little grin as he left my bedroom.

I rolled my eyes and got back to my homework, only to be interrupted a few minutes later by the sound of another knock on my door.
Sighing, I said, “Come in, Reilly.”

Reilly opened the door and walked in. She was wearing a short nightie that didn’t leave too much to the imagination.

“Sorry, Mike, for all the noise we were making,” she began as she sat down on my bed.

“It’s ok,” I said with a little shrug. “I remember when I was fucking Kim a few months ago and made lots of noise and pissed you off. I guess it’s just tit for tat.”

“Yeah,” she said with a little laugh. “Yeah, I remember that. That’s how I first learned you were getting laid.”

I grinned a little. “Yeah. Kim was fun in the sack.”

“I bet. Mike’s pretty fun in the sack, too.”

“Is he the only boy you’ve been fucked by?”

Reilly shook her head. “No, I’ve had three others.”

“Slut,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her.

“Jerk,” she replied, sticking her tongue back at me. “How many girls you fucked?”

“Well… three…” I said with a little grin.

“Ok… slut.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I peered down a little. “At least I’m not hanging around without any panties on.”

My sister looked down. Her nighty had ridden up enough to give me a nice little view. “Yeah, well, it’s not like it’s something you haven’t seen before.”

“True.” I’d seen Jake fucking her today, and I’d seen him fuck her a few other times, too. I’d never seen her with anyone else, though. I smiled a little. “It IS nice to look at.”

“You really think so?”

“Yeah.”

“Then you’re a pervert.” Reilly stuck her tongue out.

“You’re a pervert for letting me see it.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” She shrugged. “Do you really think it looks nice?”

“Yeah. You look really nice, Reilly. If you weren’t my sister, I’d be poppin’ you.”

“Oh, gee, thanks,” she said, rolling her eyes. “What a nice thing to say.”

I laughed. “Well, what can I say? I’m a pervert, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember.” Reilly laid back on my bed a little, her nighty riding up a bit more. “What are you doing in here anyhow?”

“Chemistry homework.”

“Oh, how fun.”

“No kidding. I would have rather been doing a whole lot of other things.”

“Like having Mike blow you?” My sister was well aware of the relationship Mike and I had. It didn’t bother her. She’d talked sometimes about watching me and him get it on, but we’d never followed up on it.

“Yeah. That would’ve been a lot of fun,” I said, sighing with regret.

“You’re so gay,” Reilly said with a smirk.

“Oh, yeah? Is that why you’re parading around here with your pussy hanging out?” I said, gesturing towards her.

“Oh, this thing?” She lifted the nightgown and spread her legs in the “fuck me” position. “What, you getting some horrible pervert ideas or something?”

I snorted. “Don’t tempt me.”

“Don’t tempt you to what?”

“Keep lying there like that and you might find out.”

I should be clear at this point that this wasn’t the first time my sister and I had flirted around like this. Usually she’d been more clothed, but once she’d been completely naked and I’d just been in my underwear. It hadn’t gone anywhere, of course, but we’d had fun flirting nevertheless.

“Oh, really…” she said in a very dry voice. “Well, maybe I’ll just have to find out.”

“Maybe you will,” was my clever retort.

“Course you won’t have the guts to do anything,” Reilly said.

“Oh, yeah? Wanna bet?”

“Ok…” She pulled her nightgown completely off and laid back in the “fuck me” position again. “Come on, then, do something.”

Shrugging, I said, “Alright.” I figured I’d put my sister in her place using a fairly harmless technique. I moved towards her, sat down on the bed and reached out with a hand, placing it right onto one of her bare breasts. I massaged it gently, circled the areola with my fingers and then lightly tweaked her nipple before leaning down and kissing it lightly. Then I got up and went back to my chair, smirking slightly.

“See?” I said, looking at her somewhat surprised face. “Told you.”

Reilly recovered quickly. Rolling her eyes at me, she said, “That wasn’t much of much.”

“Yeah, well, I never promised I’d make you cum or something. I just said you’d find out what happened if you kept giving me ideas.”

“Uh-huh… well, that wasn’t much of an idea.”

“Never said it was,” I replied, smoothly.

At this point it was still feeling like nothing more than the usual flirting my sister and I had both done since we’d become sexually active. Granted, I’d never touched her when she was naked or anything like that, but still.

“So is that the ONLY idea you had, Mike?” Reilly said, getting up and moving towards me.

“No, not really.”

“What else was there?” she asked in husky voice as she sat down on my lap, facing me.

“Oh, there was one or two other things,” I admitted.

“Such as?”

My penis was, not surprisingly, very hard and my sister was sitting in such a way so that her vagina was resting almost directly above it. I flexed as hard as I could, making my erection twitch, hoping that it would be enough for her to notice. It was.

“Oh, ho! What have we here?” she asked, poking the bulge in my jeans.

“It’s what’s called a ‘penis’,” I said in a sarcastic tone.

“Oh, really? And what do you do with it?”

“Take it out and you’ll see,” I challenged.

To my slight surprise, Reilly reached down, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and then rather awkwardly reached into my boxers, extracting my penis and letting it spring up into the air.

“Well,” my sister said as she looked at my erection for the first time. Though I’d seen her naked many times, she’d never seen me. “Now what did you plan to do with it?”

“I don’t know if I should tell you now,” I replied, my heart beating fast.

“Oh? Why not?”

“Because I don’t think you could handle it,” I said with a smirk.

“Oh, really?”

“Really, Reilly.”

She sneered. “I can handle anything you can dish out.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

I snorted. “Then lay down on my bed and I’ll show you exactly what I plan to do with it.”

“Alright.” She got off me and laid down on my bed, legs spread wide. “I’m WAITING!”

I was dimly wondering in the back of my mind how far my sister planned to take this and how far I planned to take it. Needless to say, this was an odd situation. I was willing to go with it, though.

“So you wanna know what I plan to do with this, eh?” I said, holding my penis.

“Yep.”

“Ok.” Figuring that I’d give her a good long tease, I stood up and slowly got out of my clothes. Once I was naked I said, “Still wanna see?”

“Yep.”

Now I got down on my bed and knelt between my sister’s legs, penis sticking straight up. “What do you think my plan is?”

“I don’t know.”

“Could be anything,” I cautioned.

“I’m sure.”

“Could be this,” I let my penis drift along her thigh.

“Could be…”

“Could be this,” I said as I moved forward, poking my penis into her belly button.

“I hope it’s not that,” Reilly replied with a smile.

“Oh? What do you hope it is?”

“I don’t know… I’ll tell you when you get to it.”

“Hmmm…” I looked mock-serious. “Well… could be this,” I said as I moved down a little and poked the tip of my penis against her clitoris.

She sucked in her breath a little and nodded, “Yeah… it could be.”

My heart was really thudding at this point. Just how far WOULD I go? How far would Reilly LET me go? Taking a chance, I figured I’d try something. I poked the tip of my penis right into the entrance to my sister’s vagina. Not enough to really penetrate, just enough to let her know it was there. Then I sort of moved it around a little.

“Could be this,” I said.

“Yeah… yeah… it could be…” she managed to say, her eyes closed.

Swallowing a little, I said, “And, of course, it could also be this.” I steadied myself and very slowly pushed, watching as my fifteen-year-old penis sank slowly down into my little sister’s thirteen-year-old vagina. I pushed it all the way inside her and held it there.

“Oh… oh, yeah… oh….” She obviously liked that.

Struggling hard to control myself and thinking, “Jesus! I’m actually fucking my little sister!” She was tighter than most girls I’d fucked and really, really wet. I held steady and said, “Of course… there’s no way it could be this…”

“Why not…?” Reilly whispered.

“Because.” I very reluctantly and very slowly withdrew my penis from Reilly’s vagina. “Since you’re my sister, I can’t do anything nearly so naughty as that with you.” I grinned down at her, knowing I’d won.

“Oh… you… you jerk…” Reilly said as she sat herself up. “Oh, you total jerk.”

“Yep!” I stood up and moved back to my chair, sitting down and facing her, my penis still throbbing.

“Oh, I hate you,” she said.

“Oh, you mean you didn’t want me to stop?” I said in tones of great innocence.

I could see in my sister’s eyes a little battle being fought. Her desire to get fucked warring with her desire to make me look bad. Finally the lust won.

“Well… it wasn’t THAT bad,” she admitted.

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah. I mean, if you want to, you can keep doing it.”

“Oh, can I?”

“Yeah.”

“Hmmm… I don’t know if I really want to, though,” I said.

“Oh, I know you do.”

“Yeah? How do you know?”

“Because if you don’t want to, you won’t let me do this.” Reilly stood up and walked over to the chair. She straddled me again, just as she had before, but this time positioned herself so that her vagina sank down around my penis.

I let out a little breath of pleasure and pushed my penis deeper into my sister. “Yeah… yeah, you’re right.”

Reilly began ridding me as best as she could, but it was more than a little awkward fucking in my chair. Finally she said, “Let’s get on the bed.”

“Ok.”

My sister got off me and lay down on my bed. I got onto the bed with her, lowered myself down on top of her naked body and slowly, easily slipped my penis back into her waiting vagina. Once inside her I started fucking slowly, steadily, giving her as much pleasure as I could.

“Oh, yes,” Reilly whispered. She moved her hands down to cup my ass as I pumped her. “Oh, god, yes, Mike… fuck me… fuck me…”

Doing my best to ignore my sister’s cries (I didn’t want to cum too soon), I just kept fucking her at a good, steady rate. Then something crossed my mind.

“Reilly…?”

“Yeah…?”

“Are you… on the Pill…?”

“No… Jake always just… takes it out when… he cums…”

Much as I really, really loved the bare skin to bare skin sensation of having my penis inside my sister’s vagina, I knew it would be a bad idea to get any sperm in her. I’d already gotten one girl pregnant. She miscarried, thank goodness, but I didn’t want to go through that again. I slowly pulled out of Reilly and reached over to my nightstand.

“What are you doing?” she asked, watching me.

I pulled out a condom and unwrapped it, rolling it down around my penis. “Just being careful.”

“Oh… ok.”

Once the condom was snuggly on, I repositioned myself and slid back into my sister. It didn’t feel as good physically now, but it did feel better emotionally. Now our sex was just pure pleasure with no risk of pregnancy. THAT was much nicer!

I fucked my sister good and hard for a couple minutes in the missionary position, feeling the good sensations increase with each thrust. One nice thing about the condom was that it was delaying my orgasm. Without it I would have spurted long ago.

But it couldn’t delay it forever. Gasping and moaning with pleasure I buried my face in my sister’s shoulder as my penis began to convulse inside her wonderfully wet and tight young vagina, filling the condom with my sperm. It wasn’t the best orgasm I’d ever had, but it was damn close.

I held myself like that for about a minute before I finally pulled out of my sister’s vagina. I took the condom off my penis, tied it off and tossed it into the trash can before falling back onto the bed next to Reilly. We stared at each other for a few seconds and then started giggling like maniacs.

The way these stories normally go, my sister and I would start fucking regularly, forgoing all others and having a hell of a time together. Well, in reality we only had sex a few more times. The last time we did it, we didn’t have any condoms. We were both horny and fucked anyhow, but I wasn’t able to pull out in time and wound up cumming inside her. We both freaked and had a very tense time waiting to find out if she was pregnant. Thankfully she wasn’t, but it was still nerve-wracking, so we never did it again after that.

I still think fondly of those times we fucked. Now I’m married and have three kids, two of whom are teenagers. I wonder, sometimes in the dark of the night, if they’ll end up having a relationship with each other like my sister and I did.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. All rights reserved on planet Earth. If you live in Mars, well… go ahead and copy it.

So this was another true story. This one was told to me by an older man I met at my job. He and I go into talking about things in between takes and ended up discussing sex and our first times and stuff. Eventually I told him about how I lost my virginity to my sister and he told me about this. He showed me pictures of his sister and she’s still pretty damn fine! He also showed me pictures of his two teenage kids and, well, suffice to say that if they ARE fucking, they’re both damn lucky.
Got an interesting and TRUE first time or consenting incest story? Please send them to me! I might turn them into one of my stories! I’m also always looking for pictures of cute boys and girls, the fewer clothes the better! Refer to www.boblamb.com for the sort of things I’m after. Sometimes I get inspiration from these sorts of pics! Keep it legal, of course.
Also I’d REALLY like to see what sort of artists you all can be! Think you got the chops to illustrate one of my stories? Send along some samples and we’ll see what we can do! Either 3-D CGI pics, hentai style drawings or just standard drawings are more than welcome. I’m starting up a website, finally, and I’d like to have a gallery of art made by my fans.
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