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Babysitting Samantha

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October 13, 2008

Babysitting Samantha
By
Alex Hawk

I stood in the girl’s kitchen, talking on the phone while I watched her make popcorn in the microwave. I was trying to work my way through a conversation with a friend of mine, explaining to him why I couldn’t go to a party he was throwing since I was stuck babysitting the neighbor girl. It sucked, but I needed the money.

Samantha was eleven, and she was one of those girls you could look at when she was eleven and know that she’s going to be way-hot and beating off boys with a stick when she’s thirteen. By the time she’s sixteen she’ll probably be dating college guys and be able to get into clubs and stuff.

As it was, even at eleven, she was already starting to look pretty cute and if I’d been closer to her age, instead of fifteen, I might’ve been trying to hit that. If nothing else, it would’ve been nice to lose my virginity at a young age instead of my current situation, which was not having lost it at all.

I finished my conversation and hung up the phone, walking over to Samantha. “How much longer on the popcorn?” I asked.

“Only a few more seconds,” she said, just as the microwave beeped. “Or less.” She pulled out the bag, opened it and began pouring it into a bowl. Then, suddenly, she dropped out with, “Jeremy, what’s a blowjob?”

I’d been taking a sup of a Coke at the time, and barely managed to keep myself from coughing my brains out. Finally I recovered enough to say, “I can’t tell you that! You’re only eleven!”

She shrugged and took a bite of some popcorn. “I’m old enough to know.”

“No, you’re not!”

“Yes, I am. Did you know what it was when you were eleven?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Then tell me.”

“Look, I’m a guy, so it’s different,” I said, knowing even at the time it was a stupid tactic.

Samantha shrugged again. “I guess you probably just don’t know what one is, then.”

“I do so!”

“Then tell me.”

“No.”

“Look, if you don’t know, it’s ok,” she said with a smirk. “I don’t know what one is, but at least I’m not lying and saying I do.”

“I’m not lying,” I said desperately. “I know what one is.”

“So tell me.”

I sighed and with a feeling of utter defeat I said, “Alright. It’s when a girl… a woman… uses her mouth on a guy’s… you know…”

“A guy’s what?” she asked innocently.

“You know, down there,” I said.

“You mean his penis?” Samantha asked, looking me right in the eye.

Wincing slightly, I said, “Yeah. His… penis.”

“Yuck,” was her reply. “Why?”

“Cause it feels good for the guy.”

“Oh. Have you ever had one?”

“Yes,” I lied, trying to ignore my hardon. “Now let’s go play a game or something.”

“Ok.”

I picked up the popcorn and carried it into the living room. Samantha disappeared for a moment and when she returned she had Trivial Pursuit with her. I hated that game, but I figured at least if she was asking me questions from there, she wouldn’t ask me anything more about blowjobs.

We sat down and started to play. Pretty quickly it became obvious I was going to get my ass handed to me. Samantha, even though she was only eleven, was clearly smarter than I was. I was pretty well screwed.

Then my attention got seriously redirected as I landed on a science and nature square and Samantha read out the question, “What’s precum?”

“What?!” was my startled reply. “That’s not a real question!”

“If I’m asking it, it’s a question.”

I rolled my eyes. “Ok, but it’s not a question for the game.”

“Well,” she said with a sweet smile. “You’re on a wedge square. If you answer the question, you get a wedge.”

I glared at her, but given that she had three wedges to my zero, there wasn’t much of an option if I wanted to stand even a slight chance of winning.

“Ok. Well, when a guy gets really, er, horny… uh… well, some… like, fluid… comes out the end of his… well, penis… uh… so it can slide into the girl’s… vagina… more easily.”

I’d never felt more awkward in my life, but I thought it would be worth it so that I could get my wedge.

“Ok,” Samantha said and dropped a wedge into my piece.

Gradually my heart, which was beating at about lightspeed, finally settled down and I was able to concentrate on the game again. Not that it did me a lot of good. Within just a few more turns Samantha had five of the six wedges, and I was still at my one orange one.

Finally I landed on the pink wedge square. Samantha gave me a wicked smile and I resigned myself quickly to the notion that this next question was likely to be every bit as bad as the last one had been.

“Ok,” she said. “For a pink wedge. What’s masturbation?”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not stupid, you know. I know you’re just making up these questions.”

“So?” she shot back. “If I asked the real ones you wouldn’t be able to answer them.”

Since this was clearly true, I had no reply. Sighing, I said, “Masturbation… it’s… well, it’s… it’s when guys… or girls… play with their… you know, parts… to make themselves feel good.”

“Do you do it?” she asked after a moment of staring at me.

Wincing a little, I said, “Yes.”

“Pervert.” Samantha stuck her tongue out at me.

“Alright, that’s enough of this,” I said, standing up. “It’s your bedtime anyhow.”

“So I win?”

“Yes,” I said, knowing she’d won on at least a couple levels.

“Good.”

Samantha spent the next fifteen minutes or so just puttering around, changing into a nightgown and things like that. I spent the time fuming and wanting her to go to bed because I had certain plans.

Finally she went to her bedroom and shut the door. I spent a half hour watching TV and once I was sure she was asleep, I headed to her parent’s bedroom and, more specifically, her parent’s bathroom.

See, her family wasn’t exactly hurting for cash, so they had a nice house. One of the nice benefits of that was a nice master bathroom with a huge bathtub. I’d wanted to have a soak in it as soon as I laid eyes on it, and now that Samantha was sleeping, I figured it was time for me to make my move.

I saw some bubble-bath soap sitting on the edge of the tub. Seemed like a good idea, so I tossed some of that in, and then began filling the tub and stripped down. Once I was nude I got into the water and laid back to relax as the tub began to fill. Once it was full, I turned off the water, let out a sigh of pleasure and closed my eyes as my hand slowly moved towards my erect penis (this, of course, was the other major reason I’d wanted to take a bath). Ah, this was much nicer.

I’d been in the tub masturbating for about five minutes, just relaxing and enjoying the pleasure of the water as well as the sexual pleasure. I was starting to get reasonably close to an orgasm when I head Samantha’s voice saying, “What are you doing?”

I sat up abruptly and, even though she wouldn’t be able to see through the bubbles, moved both hands down to cover my penis. “Samantha!” I squeaked out.
“Get out of here!”

“Why?”

“Cause I’m taking a bath!”

She looked at me for a moment and then said, “Can I see your penis?”

“What?! No! Get out of here!”

“Come on, let me see it!”

“No!”

“Come on, I said please!”

I paused and replayed the last few seconds in my mind. “No, you didn’t.”

Rolling her eyes, Samantha said, “Please can I see your penis?”

“No! Why do you want to see it anyhow?”

“Cause I’ve never seen one before,” she said with a shrug.

“You’re eleven. Of course you haven’t.”

“All my friends have.”

I blinked. “They have?”

“Yeah. So let me see yours.”

“I don’t think your parents would want me-” I began.

“I don’t think they’d want you to be taking a bubble bath when you’re supposed to be watching over me,” she retorted.

I sat there fuming in silence.

“Now stop being a dick and show me your penis!”

“No!”

Getting a somewhat crafty look in her eyes, she said, “Wanna see me?” and began tugging her nightgown slowly upward.

“No, stop!” I yelled, visions of the horrible things her parents would do to me if they knew I’d seen their little girl naked passing through my head. I sighed. “If I let you see it, will you leave me alone?”

“Of course.”

“Fine.” I took a deep breath and stood up, my hands still covering my erect penis. Finally after a few seconds, I slowly let them drop to my sides. For the first time in my life, I was standing naked in front of a girl. The fact that she was only eleven bummed me out considerably.

Samantha sat there staring at my penis with a neutral look on her face, and then abruptly stood up and began walking to the bathroom door.

I quickly dropped back into the water, and then said, “Wait!”

“What?” she asked looking back at me.

“Well… what… what did you think?” I asked.

She just smiled at me and walked out the door.

“I hate her so much,” I mumbled as my hand moved back to my penis. A few moments of stroking finished the job I’d started earlier, and then, much more relaxed, I drained the tub, rinsed off the bubbles from my body, got dressed and headed downstairs. Once I’d made sure Samantha was in the living room watching TV, I took a moment to step outside, trying to steady my nerves.

I’m never babysitting again, I thought to myself as I stood outside looking up at the Moon.

Samantha came out onto the patio and stood next to me looking up. After a bit she said, “I shouldn’t have asked you those questions like that.”

“Yeah, and you also shouldn’t have asked me to… to do what I did.”

She shrugged.

“You can’t tell anyone I showed you my… penis. You know that, right? If you did, I’d get in major trouble.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m not stupid, Jeremy.”

“I mean, I could go to jail for it,” I said, the concept really preying on my mind.

“Then you better do whatever I tell you to, huh?” she said with a smile and elbowed me in the ribs.

“Oh, ha-ha. Don’t even joke around like that, ok?”

“Ok, I’m sorry,” she said, sounding sincere.

“Ok.”

After a few moments of more silence she said, “Jeremy? Why don’t you have a girl friend?”

“I just don’t.”

“You’re not gay, are you?”

“What? No, of course I’m not!”

“It’s ok if you are. It’s not a big deal.”

“Well, I’m not.”

“You want a girlfriend, right?”

“Yeah, of course I do.”

“So why don’t you have one?”

I sighed. “I just don’t.”

“I want a boyfriend,” she said into the silence that followed.

“You’ll find one someday.”

She snorted. “Yeah, right. I don’t like any of the boys in my school. They’re all immature little dicks.”

“Well, you’ll find a guy someday. You’ll probably have an easier time than I do with girls.”

“Why do you have a hard time with girls?” she asked.

“Well, I mean, I’m not very good-looking.”

Samantha raised an eyebrow. “Yes, you are, Jeremy. You’re very cute.”

I felt myself blushing. “You really think so?”

“Of course I do. You’re just a little shy, that’s all.”

“You think so?”

She nodded. “But that’s ok. My mom says shy guys are really good in bed. She says the ones who brag all the time probably have small penises and even though I’ve only ever seen yours, it didn’t look small to me.”

Now I knew I was blushing and I was very happy we only had moonlight. “Er… thanks?” I tried to ignore the fact that my hardon was back.

“I mean, I’d totally date you, if I could.”

“You would?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, well. Thanks.”

We stood there in silence for a little longer and then Samantha spoke up.

“Jeremy?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I see it again?”

“What?! No!”

“Why not? I’ve already seen it once.”

“Yeah, so why do you need to see it again?”

Samantha shrugged again. “It was covered with bubbles and you were wet. I couldn’t see it very well.”

“Oh.” That actually didn’t seem all that unreasonable.

“Yeah. So can I see it again?”

I sighed. “You gotta promise you won’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.”

I sighed again. “Let’s go indoors, ok? I don’t want to whip it out on the patio.”

“So you’re going to let me see it again?” she asked in an excited tone as we walked into the house.

“Does this answer your question?” I asked, as I reached down, unzipped my pants, opened them up, reached inside my underwear and pulled out my erect penis.

Samantha stood a few feet away, her eyes fixed onto my penis. “It’s not always stiff like that, right?”

“Right. It gets hard so that it… er… can go… into the girl.”

“Into her vagina?”

“Yeah.”

She pointed. “Is that little drop there precum?”

I looked down. “Uh, yeah.”

“Huh. So if it’s hard, does that mean you want to fuck me?”

“What?! No!” I said, realizing I’d been saying that a lot tonight. “No, it’s hard because… well, because this is just such a weird situation.”

“Oh, ok.” She reached down to the bottom of her nightgown. “I’ll still let you see me, if you want.”

“Uh.” My brain was fighting with my penis now. Yes, she was a girl and I’d never seen a girl’s vagina in real life. But she was only eleven.

“You want to?”

“Ok,” I said, my mouth going dry as my morals flew out the window.

Now looking a little shy herself, Samantha began to pull her nightgown up. I swallowed hard and watched, penis twitching, as first her knees, then her thighs were exposed. Finally she lifted it up further and I was looking at her smooth, hairless little slit.

“Jeremy?” Samantha said after a moment. “Hello? Earth to Jeremy!”

“Huh?” I looked up at her face and blushed. “Oh, sorry.”

“Well, what do you think?” she asked.

I debated just smiling at her and walking off, like she’d done to me earlier. But instead I went with, “It’s very beautiful.”

Looking a little embarrassed, she said, “Thanks.”

We stood there, staring at each other’s genitals for a few more moments before Samantha said, “Can I touch it?”

“Touch it?” I echoed, not entirely surprised.

“Yeah, touch your penis,” she clarified.

“Yeah, I guessed that.”

“I just want to see what it feels like,” she said, taking a step towards me.

“Uhm. Well, ok.” It would be the first time anyone but me had touched my penis.

Reaching out her hand, Samantha first poked the side of it with her finger, and then slowly wrapped her hand around the length of my penis. She held it for a few seconds and then let go.

“That was cool,” she said after a moment.

“Yeah,” I said, trying to slow my racing heart.

“Do you wanna touch me?” she asked slowly.

Licking my lips, I said, “Ok.”

Samantha parted her legs slightly as I moved towards her. Slowly, gently, I moved my hand down and forward, letting two fingers land on her little hairless slit. It was warm, and felt a little wet. It was glorious.

“Cool,” I whispered.

“Do you like it?” she asked.

“Yeah.” I finally forced myself to pull back. We stood there eyeballing each other.

“Jeremy?”

“Yeah?”

“If I let you see me naked, will you let me see you naked again?”

“Ok,” I said, not even needing to think anymore. At this point I figured I was damned either way, so I might as well go with it.

I took a step back and watched as Samantha pulled the nightgown over her head, leaving her totally nude. I swallowed hard as I looked at her small, almost totally flat breasts. I could see her nipples were beginning to puff out, hinting at what was going to come later.

Looking completely un-shy about being nude in front of me, Samantha smiled and said, “Your turn.”

Rather awkwardly I pulled off my t-shirt. Since my pants were already open it was an easy effort to lower them and my underwear. Stepping out of those, I presented my completely naked body to Samantha for the second time.

“You look real hot, Jeremy,” she said, staring at me.

“You, too,” I said, looking over her naked, pre-teen body.

“Do you really think so?” she asked.

“Yeah. You’re the first girl I’ve ever seen naked, you know,” I confided.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“So you haven’t, like, had sex or anything?”

I shook my head. “No.”

“You’re still a virgin?”

“Yeah.”

“Not even a blowjob?”

“No.”

She smirked and said, “You’d said earlier you had.”

I grimaced. “Oh. Yeah. Well, that was, uh, a lie.”

“Thought so,” she said with satisfaction.

“Sorry.”

“That’s ok.” She licked her lips. “Let’s sit down, ok?”

“Ok.”

I sat down on the couch and to my surprise Samantha came over and straddled my waist, sitting with her body only a couple inches back from my stiff penis. She smiled at me and looked me in the eyes.

“Will you kiss me, Jeremy?”

“Kiss you?”

“Yeah, I’ve never been kissed before.”

“Ok.” I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her down, closer to me. I pressed my lips briefly, gently against hers. “There,” I said after breaking the kiss.

Samantha looked unimpressed. “That’s it?”

“What?”

“That’s it.” She rolled her eyes. “That’s the best you can do?”

“No!”

“Well, then, do it right. You’ve got a naked girl in your lap. You can kiss me a lot better than that, I bet.”

“Fine,” I snarled. I pulled her close again and this time, after kissing her with my mouth closed for a few seconds, opened my mouth and worked my tongue against hers. I tried to give her the best kiss I’d ever given anyone in my life.

“That’s better,” she said, once we stopped.

“So glad you liked it,” I said with extreme sarcasm.

She sat back on my thighs a little. “You know, you should be nicer to me.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Cause if you are, I might let you put it in me.”

“It?” I echoed, my heart skipping a beat.

She reached down and took my penis in her hand. “This. In my vagina.”

“It, uh… wouldn’t fit,” I managed to say, once my brain was working again. An eleven-year-old girl was saying she might let me fuck her? Holy crap!

She pursed her lips and looked at my penis with a calculating expression on her face. “Yeah, it would.”

“Uh. I don’t think it would.”

She rolled her eyes. “Jeremy, it’s big enough for a baby to come out. It’s certainly big enough for your penis to go in.”

“Yeah, I still don’t think so.”

“It will so! Watch!”

With that Samantha raised her body up and began rubbing the tip of my penis against her smooth, hairless vagina. I knew I needed to stop her, but I couldn’t. I was transfixed, wondering what it was going to be like.

The tip encountered a small wet spot a couple times. Samantha wiggled it around in that place a little then said, “Right. Here we go.” She took a deep breath and slowly began pressing down onto me. I felt it begin to slide in a little. She pulled back a couple times and then went down again and slowly, carefully, inch-by-inch, worked my fifteen-year-old virgin penis up into her eleven-year-old virgin vagina.

“There,” she said, looking me in the eyes, her face flushed. “See… I told you it would fit in me…”

“Yeah…” I whispered in agreement, my penis twitching with bliss inside her preteen body. “Ok, so it fit. You should probably take it out now.”

She shook her head. “Not yet.”

“What? Why not?” I asked, wondering why the hell I was arguing with her.

“Cause we’re both still virgins until you shoot your stuff into me.”

“We are?” I asked, taken aback. I hadn’t heard that theory before.

“Yeah… so you gotta shoot it into me, then we won’t be virgins anymore, ok?”

“Oh.” Well, I had really no problem with that. “Ok. Well, start moving up and down, ok?”

“Ok.”

She began raising and lowering her young body on top of mine. God, it felt wonderful! I was still vaguely creeped out by the fact that I was having sex with an eleven-year-old girl, but on the other hand, I WAS HAVING SEX!

After only about a minute of her vagina caressing my penis, I gasped out, “I’m gonna… shoot soon…”

“Ok…”

I grunted and pushed hard up into Samantha, holding myself as deep in her as I could get, as my teenage penis began firing my sperm up into her preteen vagina. In the back of my head, I hoped she hadn’t started her periods yet, but mostly I was too busy cumming to care.

“You done?” she asked after a couple moments.

“Yeah,” I said, a little out of breath.

“Cool. Now we aren’t virgins anymore.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Then she snuggled up and put her arms around me, burying her head in my shoulder.

“Thanks for doing this with me, Jeremy. I’m glad I lost it to a guy like you.”

I said nothing. I just put my arms around her waist and held her close, savoring the joy of our connection and making a mental note to do a lot more babysitting.

END

Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

So this was hugely based off the movie, “The Babysitter” that came out in 2003. You can look it up on IMDB. I found a copy and downloaded it. It’s pretty entertaining, though it ends without anything beyond the girl seeing the boy’s penis. Still made for a good starting point, I thought.

Be well!

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Chasing Colt – Chapter Three – Doing Tyler

Bi, First Time, Incest, Siblings, Teens |

October 16, 2008

Chasing Colt – Chapter Three – Doing Tyler
By
Alex Hawk

Over the next few days, Bryce and I got to together a couple times to fine-tune our plan for him to get Tyler into bed. We also fucked about ten times. Mostly this was to get Bryce ready to execute our little plan. The first step in our plan began when Bryce got Tyler to invite him over to stay the night.

Bryce got to our house in the early afternoon, while our parents were still at work. Tyler let him in and they both came into the living room where I was sitting watching TV. Tyler knew Bryce and I were friends, so when I stood up and said hello, Tyler probably thought nothing odd was afoot. He did probably, however, think something amiss when I gave Bryce a big kiss on the mouth.

“Hello, Amber,” Bryce said with a little grin after we were done kissing. He and I had talked about our plans for the day and ironically he’d been up for everything but the kiss, but he took it well.

“Hey, Bryce.” I cupped his ass and gave him another kiss.

Tyler said, “Uh… well. Anyhow. Uh… let’s watch a movie, ok, Bryce? We got a copy of ‘The Rundown’ the other day.”

“Oh, yeah? Cool. I haven’t seen it.”

“You guys mind if I watch with you?” I asked.

“I don’t mind at all,” Bryce said with a smile.

Tyler said, “Well… yeah, I guess, if you want to.”

Bryce and I were sitting next to each other as the movie started, with Tyler sitting next to Bryce. Not more than about fifteen minutes into the movie, Bryce and I had started making out with each other again. I had trouble keeping a straight face throughout it because Bryce kept making these odd little expressions of disgust as we kissed. It was hilarious!

Looking over at Tyler I could see him trying to watch us without trying to watch us. I said to him, “Tyler, didn’t you know Bryce and I were involved?”

“Uh… no, not really.”

Bryce sat back and put his arm around my shoulders. “Yeah, we’ve been going out for like a couple weeks now.”

“Oh… but I thought you were… you know. Gay.”

Bryce shrugged. “I am. But… well, that’s on hold for right now. Pussy’s kinda fun!” He grinned at me. I had a real tough time not busting out with laughter.

“Uh… ok. Amber, are you giving him drugs or something?”

“No, just giving him sex,” I said, reaching over and pinching one of Bryce’s nipples through his shirt.

Bryce giggled a little. “Yeah, there is that.”

Tyler’s eyes went rather wide. “Wait. You two… the two of you… you guys… you’re… you two are having… sex? With each other?”

“Yes, Tyler,” I said. “That’s how it usually works when you’re going out.”

“Oh,” he said in a weak little voice.

Bryce turned back towards me and we started kissing again. I kept one eye on Tyler’s face as I made out with Bryce. He was pretending to watch the movie but was really paying more attention to the two of us, just as I’d planned it.

Finally I said to Bryce, “You wanna go upstairs?”

“Ok.”

“Upstairs?” asked Tyler.

“Yeah. We’re gonna go fuck for a bit. Be back in about twenty minutes or so,” I said.

“You guys are gonna go do it RIGHT NOW?” Tyler asked in shocked tones.

“Yep.” I gave Bryce a quick kiss on the cheek. “Shall we?”

“Sure!” We both stood up.

“This is all some weird joke on me, isn’t it?” Tyler said. “I mean… you’re gay.”

“So? That doesn’t mean I can’t fuck girls,” retorted Bryce.

“Well… actually… I think it does.”

“Ha. Come watch us, I’ll prove it.”

“Watch?”

“Yeah, if you think we’re lying, come watch.”

We had to be careful here. Didn’t want to overplay our hand. I was reasonably convinced that Bryce had actually messed up, but we’d see.

I could see lust and a little discomfort raging in Tyler’s eyes. Finally he decided to come of slightly macho and said, “Oh, this I gotta see.” He stood up. “Come on. If you’re really gonna do it, go do it. But I think this is just some strange joke.”

“Ok, come on.” I said, leading both boys up to my bedroom. Once we were there Tyler sat at my desk as Bryce and I stood by my bed. I said to Bryce, “Strip.”

“Yes, ma’am!” Bryce grinned and started undressing. Once he was completely nude he stood next to my bed, giving a thumbs-up to Tyler.

Now I took of my clothes. It was more than a little weird that I was about to be naked and getting fucked in front of my little brother, but it would hopefully accomplish the goal of Bryce getting Tyler into bed and from there we could get me to my goal of taking Colt’s virginity.

As Bryce and I lay down on my bed, I cast a glance over at Tyler. He was clearly checking me out. Well, that was understandable. He’d probably never seen a naked girl before. I made sure, as I lay there with Bryce, to spread my legs a little so that my brother had a good view of my vagina.

Bryce and I started kissing each other. One of my hands went down and I started slowly stroking his penis while he reached down and started fingering my vagina. This was also something he wasn’t really that big on doing, but he was willing to make sacrifices to get Tyler.

I let myself go and started making my patented “barely restrained, almost having an orgasm” noises as Bryce fingered me. I intensified them when he began
sucking on one of my nipples. I didn’t have to overact too much. Bryce was actually pretty good at this stuff!

“Still think we’re just joking?” Bryce asked, looking over at Tyler.

“Well… you’re not actually doing it yet,” my brother pointed out. I could clearly see his young penis sticking up inside his pants.

“That’s true,” I said.

“Yeah.” Bryce looked over at Tyler again. “Well, get ready for the big moment, then.” He looked down at me. “Me on top or you?”

“You, I think.”

“Ok.”

Bryce moved in between my legs and started rubbing his penis up and down against my vagina. Once he was ready, he pushed into me. I let out an involuntary moan as this wonderful boy was once more fucking me.

“There,” Bryce said, holding himself up a little so that Tyler could see where our bodies merged. He gave a couple thrusts. “Take a look. You believe it now?”

Tyler stood up and moved over to stand next to us, looking down. “Yeah,” he whispered.

As Bryce started moving a little more inside me, he looked down at Tyler’s crotch. “Horny much?” he asked with a little grin.

Tyler simply nodded silently.

“You can jerk off if you want. While you watch. I don’t care,” Bryce said, not breaking his rhythm. One thing I liked about getting fucked by a gay boy, I realized, was that he’d last as long as I needed him to.

“You don’t care?” Tyler asked, looking first at Bryce and then at me.

I said, a little breathlessly, “I don’t care. Just don’t cum on me.”

Moving like he was in a dream, my brother reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Reaching inside, he pulled out his erect penis. Now I had a good look at it, much better than what I’d had before when he was doing it with Colt. It certainly wasn’t a bad one, it was just too bad it was attached to Tyler.

Tyler began slowly masturbating while Bryce kept his eyes fixed on Tyler’s penis. I let my eyes roam all over Bryce’s naked body while he fucked me. He looked really, really sexy. He was holding himself up much higher than he usually did, so I was able to see all the muscles in his upper body move as he screwed me. It was sweet.

Very slowly Bryce reached one of his hands out towards Tyler’s penis and said, “Can I?”

Tyler blinked a little and then said, “Yeah. If you want.”

Grinning a little Bryce wrapped his hand around my brother’s penis and began stroking it. He looked as happy as I’d ever seen him. I was very pleased that our little plan for him to get Tyler seemed to be working.

Bryce pulled Tyler a little closer, almost dragging him onto the bed. Rather awkwardly he leaned his head forward and slipped his mouth around Tyler’s penis. It wasn’t really easy for him, I could tell, trying to fuck me while blowing my brother, but he was doing his best.

After a few moments he pulled his face back and said, “Tyler? Take off your clothes and get up here with us. Then I can keep going.”

“O… ok…” Tyler managed to say. He looked at me. “You don’t mind do you?”

“Why should I care?”

“Alright.” Rather shyly Tyler took off his clothes and once he was naked, he got up onto the bed next to us, kneeling near Bryce.

“Yeah. That works,” Bryce said, as he leaned forward and slid his mouth around Tyler’s penis once again.

It was kind of strange to see my brother getting blown less than a foot from me. I didn’t really mind, it was just strange. For lack of anywhere else to put it, I let one of my hands rest on Tyler’s leg, just below his ass. He had both his hands on the back of Bryce’s head and I could tell he wasn’t keeping his balance very easily.

A thought struck me. I reached up and took one of Tyler’s hands and set it very gently on one of my breasts. He looked down at me in surprise.

“Just helping you keep your balance,” I said.

“Oh… ok.”

Bryce had basically stopped fucking me. He was just holding his penis inside my vagina. I didn’t mind this, but it was getting a little frustrating. I was actually somewhat pleased when he sat up a little and pulled his mouth off Tyler’s erection.

“Hey, Tyler?”

“Yeah?”

“Wanna see what your sister’s pussy tastes like?”

“Uh… what?”

Bryce pulled back, his penis sliding out of me. It was glistening with moisture. Bryce pointed at it. “Have a little taste.”

Tyler looked torn. He glanced down at me, his hand still resting on one of my breasts. “You’re not going to ever tell anyone about this, are you?”

“No.”

Nodding, Tyler said, “Ok.” Then he leaned down and very slowly lowered his mouth onto Bryce’s penis while Bryce started masturbating him. I sat up a little as I watched my brother blowing Bryce. It was incredibly sexy watching these two boys getting it on with each other. I could get used to this. I started fingering myself while I watched.

Soon the two boys were sixty-nining each other. Bryce had a look of total happiness on his face. It was obvious he was quite pleased to be getting what he wanted. I couldn’t blame him. I figured I’d have the same look on my face when Colt finally fucked me.

Bryce took his mouth off Tyler. “Hey, Tyler?”

“Yeah?” Tyler said after pulling his mouth away.

“You ever fuck a guy?”

“Uh… no?”

“You wanna fuck me?”

Tyler blinked. “Like up the ass?”

“Yeah.”

“Uh… sure, why not?”

“Cool!” Bryce sat up. He looked around. “I’m gonna need some lube on me.” He looked over at me and down at my vagina. “Amber, may I?”

I pulled my finger out of myself and said, “Go ahead.” We’d planned this part out a little. The idea was that he’d use my vaginal fluids for lubing himself up and then some Vaseline for Tyler.

Bryce reached over and inserted a finger into me. While he fingered me for a bit he whispered, “I forgot the Vaseline, but don’t worry. I have an idea.” Then he pulled his finger out and slowly worked it up into his butt.

“There,” he said after a moment. “That should work.” He looked at Tyler. “Now we just need some lube for you.” Then he looked over at me. “Amber?”

“Uh… yeah?”

“Can Tyler get his lube from the same place?”

“Uh…” THIS was his idea? I tried to rationally consider this, but found that I couldn’t. Having my brother fuck me, even just long enough to get his dick wet, hadn’t been in the plan. But I could hardly back away from everything now. I said, “Sure, if he wants to.”

Bryce looked at Tyler and gestured towards my vagina. “Stick it in there and get it good and slick, man.”

Tyler looked back and forth from Bryce to me. Finally he said, “Uhm… Amber? You don’t mind?”

“No,” I said.

“Well… ok, then.” He got between my legs, penis sticking almost straight up. “Uh… where does it…?”

“Let me help,” said Bryce. He got behind Tyler and took my brother’s penis in his hand, touching it to my vagina. “There. Just push it in, move it around a little and then pull it out. You’ll have the added bonus of not being a virgin anymore.”

“I won’t be?”

“Nope. Right Amber?”

“Right. Whenever you’re ready,” I said, somewhat anxious to get this over with.

Tyler took a deep breath and pushed forward. It was a very smooth, easy penetration. Just one steady motion and my little brother’s entire thirteen-year-old virgin penis was buried up to the hilt inside my tight fifteen-year-old vagina. It was the ultimate act of incest, and it felt surprisingly good.

“Oh, shit,” Tyler whispered.

“Yeah, I know the feeling,” Bryce said, giving my brother a kiss on the cheek. “Now move it around a little so that you get really wet.”

Tyler swallowed hard and nodded. He began thrusting slowly in and out of me. It felt pretty good on a physical level, but I was still a little creeped out by the fact that my own brother was basically fucking me.

“Ok, Tyler,” Bryce said after only about fifteen seconds. “You can pull out now.”

“Yeah… ok… just let me… just… oooh… oooh… OOOOH!” Tyler suddenly shuddered on top of me and I felt his penis begin twitching inside my vagina as his sperm flooded into me. I twitched a little under him, almost having an orgasm of my own.

“Tyler? Tyler, are you cumming?” asked Bryce.

“I… aah… oooh… no… not… not anymore…” Tyler gasped.

Bryce shot me an evil look. “He wasn’t supposed to cum yet!” he growled.

“Don’t look at me, Bryce. It’s not my fault.”

“I’m sorry,” Tyler said. “I didn’t… mean to…”

I reached up and ran a hand along my brother’s arm. “It’s ok, Tyler.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated. “It just felt too good…”

“Well, that’s ok,” said Bryce. Leaning over he gave Tyler another kiss on the cheek. “At least you got laid, huh?”

“Yeah,” Tyler said, a slow grin spreading across his face. Inside my vagina his still very hard penis twitched just a little. Looking down at me, he said, “Did I do ok, Amber?”

“Of course you did,” I said, only partly lying. For a virgin he’d done all right.

“Cool. I never thought I’d fuck my own sister,” he said with a giggle.

“I never thought I’d get fucked by my own brother,” I said with a giggle of my own.

Bryce rolled his eyes as he started jerking himself slowly. “I don’t know about you two, I just don’t know.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t know what to say to that, Bryce,” said Tyler as he started slowly moving on top of me again. He suddenly pulled back, his young penis sliding out of me. “Except maybe for ‘fuck you’.” He grinned at Bryce.

“Yeah? Hellz, yeah!” Bryce rolled over and lay on his back next to me, legs lifted up and ass in the air.

Tyler got on top of Bryce, stroking his penis as he looked at the other boy’s body. “So… how exactly do I do this?”

“Here, let me help this time,” I said. I reached over and took my brother’s penis in my hand. I could tell that it wasn’t going to be lubed up enough. Shrugging a little I leaned down and put my mouth around Tyler’s erection, getting it good and slimy. That done, I lined it up with Bryce’s anus. “Push it in really, really slowly, ok?”

“Alright,” Tyler managed to say, taken aback by the fact that I’d just blown him for a few seconds. He started pushing, and I peered over his shoulder to watch as his penis began slowly sliding up into Bryce’s ass. It took considerably more effort for him to get it in Bryce than it took to get it into me, but that’s what happens when you have boy-boy fucking.

“Oooooh… yeah… god, that’s nice,” Bryce whispered once Tyler was entirely inside him.

“Yeah…? You really like it?” Tyler asked.

“Oh, yes.” Bryce put his hands on Tyler’s butt. “I’ve wanted to do this with you for a very, very long time.”

“Really?” Tyler gave a couple experimental thrusts into Bryce. “Damn, that’s nice.”

“Better than pussy?” I asked with a little grin.

“Uh… I… uh… wow, this is fun!” he said, starting to fuck Bryce in earnest.

“Wimp,” I said, smacking my brother on his bare butt.

“Ow!” Tyler paused, balls-deep in Bryce’s rump. “Hey, wait a second.”

“What?” asked Bryce.

“Did you guys plan this whole thing? You did, didn’t you!”

Bryce shrugged. “I wanted your dick, and Amber wanted… well, something else. So we teamed up.”

Tyler looked at me. “You planned to have me fuck you?”

“Well, that was kind of unplanned. It was nice, though.” I said, smiling at him.

“Yeah… it’s cool that I’m not a virgin anymore… everyone else I know is, except you two, and I think Angelo isn’t anymore. At least he says he’s not.” Angelo was a boy on his team. He was fourteen and very cute. I’d thought about doing him a couple times. Maybe after I got Colt.

Tyler started fucking Bryce some more. “Dude, if you wanted me, why didn’t you just ask?”

Bryce looked surprised. “Uh… cause I thought you’d say no?”

“Bryce, I’ve been having sex with Angelo, Spencer and Colt off and on for like a year now. I’ve even fooled around with Tobey a little. What makes you think I wouldn’t have done it with you?”

If Bryce had looked surprised before he looked totally stunned now. “You’ve, like, slept with the entire team?!”

“Pretty much, yeah. Just not Storm, Matthew or Ezra. Or you. Well, not until now,” he added.

“Fuck me!” Bryce said in tones of amazement.

“I already am,” Tyler said, thrusting some more.

“Ooooh… yeah, I’d noticed that.” He leaned up and kissed Tyler right on the mouth. “After we’re done, will you please tell me about all this?”

“Sure.”

There was something very beautiful about two boys having sex, I thought to myself as I sat back fingering while watching. I’d never been much of a voyeur, but I could certainly get used to seeing things like this. It was really interesting watching their young bodies move as they screwed, especially when they started kissing as they fucked. Both were in good shape, had really cute faces and were just amazingly nice to look at. I was somewhat surprised I’d never thought about my brother in a sexual way up until now.

Tyler managed to last about five minutes inside Bryce before he grunted, pushed deep and started to cum. I pictured his sperm flooding up into Bryce’s young butt. I wondered what it felt like to ejaculate. There were times I really wished I was a boy.

“That was fucking sweet, Bryce,” Tyler said as he started pulling out of Bryce’s butt.

“No, wait! Keep it in for a few moments,” Bryce said as he reached down and started jerking off.

“What? Oh, you didn’t cum yet?”

“No…”

“Oh. Well, here, let me.” Tyler took Bryce’s penis in his hand and started masturbating the other boy at very high speed. It wasn’t more than about thirty seconds before Bryce released a loud moan, and four huge spurts of sperm shot out of the end of his penis and all over his chest.

Once Bryce was done cumming he said, “Ok… you can pull out now…”

“Alright.” Tyler slid out of Bryce and lay down on the bed. He looked over at me. “Did you like watching that?”

“Yeah. I saw you and Colt doing it by the pool a few days ago, you know. That’s kind of what inspired all this.”

“Oh? Damn. I knew we shouldn’t have fooled around out there, but he really wanted to.”

Bryce kissed Tyler. “At least it led to you getting about as laid as any boy can be.”

“There is that.”

The three of us each took a quick break to cycle through the bathroom and get ourselves cleaned up. When that was done, we all got comfortable on the bed, Tyler lying between Bryce and I.

“So what about this story with you and the other boys?” I asked.

“Oh, well. Just sit back and listen, you two,” Tyler said, putting an arm around each of us as we lay next to him. “Settle down, cause it’s a long story.”

END CHAPTER 3

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. All characters and events depicted are fictional. Any similarity to real people or events is entirely unlikely.

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Deflowering Memphis and Wade

Adult/Youth, First Time, Incest, Parent and Child, Straight, Teens, Tweens, Voyeur |

October 26, 2008

Deflowering Memphis and Wade
By
Alex Hawk

“I know who I want next, Daddy,” Haley said, trouncing naked into my bedroom one morning.

“Who?” I asked, a little groggy. I was still in the process of waking up.

“Memphis and Wade.”

“At the same time?” I asked my thirteen-year-old daughter, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah!”

“My little girl is eager,” I said with a grin, reaching out to stroke one of her small breasts.

She giggled and squirmed under my touch. As she did I thought to myself about how long it had been since she’d last deflowered a boy. It had only been about three months, but it felt more like three years. During that time we’d moved to a new home, and I’d completely rewired it, adding hidden cameras in every room, which I could control from my computer in my bedroom.

We’d moved from our old house just about two weeks ago. Why? Well, for starters my daughter had had sex with literally every single boy on the block aged eleven and up. Almost all of them had been virgins before she got to them. I’d filmed the sex she’d had with them, and even now it was something I enjoyed watching. Many of the boys I’d even given blowjobs to before they fucked her.

But the very fact that she’d done so many boys in our neighborhood was becoming a problem. I figured it was only a matter of time before one of the boys said the wrong thing to the wrong person and I ended up with the feds knocking on my door. So I’d packed up everything and the two of us had moved cross country, from California to Ohio. The weather wasn’t what I really liked, but on the other hand, there were at least many pretty boys around for Halley to fuck. She hadn’t done any yet, but apparently she’d finally found not one, but two, she wanted to do.

I ran a hand down my daughter’s smooth body down to her vagina where I slid a finger gently inside. Even after having been fucked by a thirty-nine boys, all virgins and all caught on video, she was still nice and tight. I hadn’t fucked her yet, but now she was thirteen, I figured I’d probably do it soon. Certainly before her next birthday.

As I fingered my daughter, I said, “So what plan did you have to get Memphis and Wade?”

Haley spoke for a little bit, in great detail, about her plan. She was distracted for most of it cause I’d stopped fingering her and had started licking her vagina instead. I managed to make her cum just after she finished describing her plans to get fucked by the boys.

“So what do you think, Daddy?” Haley asked after she came down from her post-orgasmic high.

“I think it’s a great idea,” I said giving one of her breasts a tender squeeze and kissing her on the lips. “You want to do this tomorrow night?”

“Yeah, if you think that’s ok.”

“I do. Let’s make it happen.”

Haley grinned broadly and we began to put the plan into motion.

* * *

Memphis and Wade both lived in our neighborhood. Memphis was black, and thirteen. He was pretty cute for a black boy (I normally don’t find blacks attractive, and he’d be the only one Haley fucked). He was very friendly and very smart, and I’d seen him shirtless enough times to know that watching him fuck my daughter was going to be very fun!

Wade was twelve. He was white and had brown hair. He was one of those boys who was very active; always riding his bike somewhere or swimming. He had this adorable little face and, again, I’d see him shirtless enough to know that I REALLY wanted to see him fuck Haley.

Haley had been friends with both boys since we’d moved in and I’d figured it was just a matter of time before she had them come fuck her. I hadn’t expected her to want both boys at once, and it did present a bit of a challenge, but I figured with her plan, and my adjustments to it, we could pull it off.

The plan began with Haley and I both going to each boy’s house and talking with their parents. We told them Haley wanted to invite the boys over for a sleepover since they were all good friends. Nothing big, we said. Movies, video games, things like that. We left out the hardcore intercourse and child pornography.

The parents were understandably concerned, especially Wade’s. I made it clear to them that a: the boys would be sleeping in the living room at one end of the house, b: Haley would be sleeping in her bedroom at the other end of the house, and c: I would be sleeping in my bedroom between the two with my door wide open. This mollified the parents somewhat, and frankly I think they all kind of looked forward to the chance to have an evening away from their kids.

Of course with luck one of those kids would be making a kid with Haley. I was still hoping she’d get pregnant from one of the boys.

After the parents gave their approvals, Memphis, Wade and Haley all ran off to play together. They came back to my place just as it was getting dark, and I was pleased to notice that the houses belonging to their parents were dark.

The boys both greeted me as they walked in. They were both wearing wet t-shirts, as was Haley.

“Hi, Daddy,” she said, walking in. “We kind of went playing in some sprinklers.”

“So I see,” I said, rolling my eyes and pretending to be mad. I noticed she’d managed to get only the boy’s shirts wet. “Ok, boys, shirts off before you sit down. I’ll toss them into the dryer.”

Both boys peeled off their damp shirts and handed them to me. Then, to their surprise but not mine, Haley took off her shirt and handed it to me, too. Of course she wasn’t wearing a bra, which meant her small, but developing, breasts were on display for the boys.

“Put mine in too, Daddy.”

I took it from her as both boys ogled her chest. Haley flounced off to the living room saying, “Come on, guys, let’s play some video games,” without even remotely paying attention to their reactions.

“Uhm… she has her shirt off?” Memphis said.

“Yes, so?” I asked. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Well, I guess not, but aren’t girls not supposed to have their shirts off when boys are around?”

I shrugged. “Haley doesn’t like wearing clothes. You’re just lucky you aren’t here on a day when she feels like walking around naked.”

From the looks on both their faces they didn’t consider themselves lucky.

“Come on,” I said, putting a hand on each boy’s shoulders and escorting them into the living room.

They each sat down on the couch, one on each side of Haley, and started playing “Call of Duty Four”. For some reason, entirely unclear to me, Haley kept beating both of them soundly. Might’ve had something to do with the fact that they both kept staring at her bare breasts.

The three kids sat around playing video games as I went into the kitchen and puttered around, making up some dinner. I was going to serve them a delicious spaghetti and meatball dinner. I’d made the sauce and the meatballs the night before and they would be very tasty tonight. I’d been reheating the sauce for the last three hours. It was going to be very good.

“Dinner’s ready,” I called to the kids once it was time to eat.

All three tromped into the dining room. I said to them, “Your shirts aren’t dry yet. I kind of forgot to turn on the dryer.” I rolled my eyes. “So eat careful.”
The boys and Haley all sat down. I put a small glass of wine in front of each one. “It’s low-alcohol,” I lied. “But don’t tell your parents, ok?”

“We won’t,” both boys said and then giggled.

The four of us started to eat. I noticed both boys were still checking out Haley’s bare breasts as much as possible. When they’d sat down, I was pretty sure both were hard, which was certainly a good sign.

I only allowed the kids each two glasses of wine. I wanted them relaxed but not drunk, after all. It seemed to have helped because both boys were openly staring at Haley’s breasts more often than not by the time dinner was done.

Once dinner was done, we all got up. Haley said, “Daddy, can I talk with you for a second?”

“Sure. Boys, go ahead and go into the living room, ok?”

“Ok,” they chorused and walked off.

“This is going good, huh, Daddy?” Haley asked, hugging me.

“Yes, it is. You ready for phase two?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Alright, guys,” I announced to the boys as Haley and I walked into the living room. “I’m heading off to my bedroom. If there’s anything you need, just ask Haley or knock on my door.”

“Yes, sir,” said Memphis as Wade nodded.

“You kids have fun, now,” I said with a knowing smile and walked to my bedroom.

My bedroom was, basically, master control. I had, hidden in a large, walk-in closet, a state-of-the-art computer system. It included three high-def monitors, video editing equipment, and a very secure communications system. With it, I was able to monitor goings-on anywhere in my house. I had audio and video equipment in every room except my own. This included Haley’s bedroom, the living room, the dining room, the swimming pool, both bathrooms and anywhere else I thought it was likely my daughter would be screwing young boys.

I turned everything on and tuned in the living room. I had one camera pointed at each child, and brought up their faces on each separate monitor. I zoomed in a little on their bare chests, enjoying the show.

After about fifteen minutes of video games, Haley excused herself and went to her bedroom. I followed her on one monitor and paid attention to Memphis and Wade on the other two.

“Dude,” Wade said softly. “We can totally see her tits!”

“Oh, you’d noticed that, huh?” Memphis said, rolling his eyes.

“Come on, they’re cool.”

“Yeah, they are,” admitted Memphis with a little smile.

In her bedroom, Haley was removing what few clothes she had on. I grinned to myself. If the boys liked seeing her breasts, just wait until they saw the rest.
Now fully nude Haley walked out of the bedroom and down the hall, into the living room. As the boys stared at her slack-jawed, she sat back down between them on the couch, ignoring their stunned faces.

After a few seconds, she looked back and forth between them saying, “What?”

“Uh… you’re naked,” Memphis said.

“Yeah, I know. So? We’re friends, right? So it’s not a big deal. Besides, it’s more comfortable for me this way.” She looked at the two of them. “It doesn’t bug you guys, does it?”

“Not me!” Wade piped up.

Memphis seemed less enthused. He shrugged and said, “Well, it’s your house, so if you want to be naked, I guess it’s no big deal.”

“Thanks!” Haley said, and turned towards the boy, hugging him tight, pressing her bare breasts against his bare chest. Wade looked like he was about to pass out with jealousy while Memphis just looked mildly scandalized.

“So is it really more comfortable?” asked Wade as Haley separated from Memphis.

“Yeah! What, haven’t you just hung out naked before?” she asked in tones of mild disbelief.

Shaking his head, Wade said, “No. Well, I mean, I’m like naked and stuff when I get out of the shower, but that’s about it.”

“Oh, you should totally try it sometime! What about you?” she asked Memphis. When he shook his head, she said, “Oh, come on. You both should try it. It’s really fun!”

“Maybe I will sometime,” Memphis said.

“I know I will,” Wade responded. “It does look like it’s kind of fun.”

Haley turned towards him. “Really? Cool, Wade!” She gave him the kind of hug she’d just given to Memphis. I thought young Wade would melt. “You gonna do it right now?”

“Now?” he echoed. He looked at Memphis who had a mild smirk on his face. “Uh… well, I probably shouldn’t, since it’s not my house.”

“Pft,” Haley said. “You’re already just in shorts. It’s not a big deal to just take those off.”

“Uh…” Wade said, looking for a way out.

“Yeah, Wade,” Memphis replied with a snotty look on his face. “You said you’d do it at some point, and that it looked like fun, so why not do it now?”

Wade looked death at his friend. “I wouldn’t want to annoy Haley’s dad by being naked here,” he came up with.

“Oh, Daddy won’t care,” Haley said. “Besides, he’s in his bedroom sleeping. It’s not going to be a big deal for you to be naked. We’re all friends here, right? So go ahead and get naked.”

Wade opened his mouth like he was going to protest, but then closed it. With a slightly annoyed look on his face he stood up and said, “Ok, I will.” With that he dropped the shorts and boxers he was wearing and stepped out of them, leaving him gloriously naked and every bit as beautiful as I thought he’d be.

“There, happy?” he said.

Haley stood up and gave him a hard, full-body hug, pressing his stiff, nearly hairless penis against her vagina as she said, “Yes! It’s much more fun naked, isn’t it?”

“Uh… yeah…” Wade said. I zoomed the camera in to look at his surprised but happy young face.

Stepping back a little, Haley giggled and to my total agreement said to Wade, “You look real cute naked.”

“Thanks,” he said, blushing.

Haley stepped forward and hugged him tight against her again. “I like hugging you naked! Feels good, huh?”

“Yeah,” Wade mumbled, looking totally blown away.

Haley giggled again. “I can feel your penis poking me.”

“Oh! Uh…” Wade tried to pull away.

Haley wasn’t having any of that. She put her hands onto his firm, round butt and said, “No, don’t worry. I like it. It feels nice.”

“Oh. Ok.”

Haley then pulled away and turned towards Memphis. “So come on! You should be naked, too! It’s fun, right, Wade?”

“Yeah, fun…” he said, looking vaguely dizzy.

“I don’t think I should,” Memphis said.

Haley knew not to push. “Well, at least get down to your boxers. Please?” She made doe-eyes at him.

“Well…” Memphis thought for a moment and shrugged. “Ok.” He stood up and pulled down his pants. Kicking them aside he was now wearing only boxers that did almost nothing to hide his stiff young penis.

“Yay! Thanks, Memphis!” Haley said, and then gave him a hug almost as good as she’d given Wade.

“No problem,” he mumbled, obviously at least somewhat pleased to have Haley’s breasts pressing against his bare chest.

After holding him for a couple moments, Haley released him and sat back down on the couch. “So let’s get back to the games!” she said, picking up her controller.

Both boys looked somewhat reluctant to go back to the video games, but they did, though neither was playing well and both of them were spending most of their time checking out Haley’s naked body. Not that I blamed them, mind you. She was pretty cute naked.

After a bit, Haley said, “You guys are really doing bad right now!”

“Sorry,” Memphis said.

“Yeah,” said Wade. “It’s just hard to concentrate.”

“Oh, well, I bet I know something that could help change that.”

“Wh… what?” Wade asked. I could picture what he was thinking.

“This!” Haley said and started tickling him.

“Ack! Hey, no, stop!” Wade said and then dissolved into laughter as Haley kept tickling him. Eventually he squirmed and fell off the couch. Haley jumped on top of him, straddling his waist and continuing to tickle him as Memphis watched with a vaguely stunned look on his face.

“Surrender!” Haley said. “Say ‘Haley rocks!’ and I’ll stop!”

“Haley… Haley rocks!” he managed to say.

“Ok, then,” she said, and then sat down on him, making sure her vagina was directly rubbing against his penis. “There! I win!”

“Yeah,” Wade said, breathing hard.

“Ok, then.” She smiled at him. “Now you get a reward.”

“What reward?”

Haley lifted herself up a bit. She reached down and took Wade’s hairless erection in her hand. With practiced ease, she got him positioned and lowered her thirteen-year-old vagina down around his twelve-year-old virgin penis.

“You get to fuck me,” she whispered as she leaned down and kissed him on his nose.

I zoomed the cameras in, pointing one at the spot where their genitals merged and another focusing on the stunned look on Wade’s face as he lost his virginity to my daughter.

“I… what? Oh… oh, god, we’re doing it…?” he gasped.

“Yeah.” She lifted her body up so that he could see where his young penis entered her body. “See?”

Memphis sat up and stared. “You guys are really doing it?!” he squeaked.

“Yeah,” Haley said as she slowly rode young Wade. “Come down here and take a look.”

Memphis hesitated for a moment, but then got down onto the floor. Looking between Haley’s legs he saw where Wade’s penis disappeared into her vagina.

“Oh, my god,” he mumbled.

“You like it?” my daughter asked Wade as she rode his penis.

“Yeah…” he gasped. “It’s… it’s… oh, god…” From the way his face screwed up and the way he pushed hard into Haley, it was quite clear he was cumming. I wondered if he was making sperm yet.

Once Wade was done cumming, Haley lifted up off him, his penis withdrawing from her body and slapping against his stomach. She looked at Memphis.

“You want a turn?”

“Uh…” Memphis’ eyes darted around. “I don’t think I should…”

“Come on, you’ll like it! You liked it, right, Wade?”

“Yeah,” he said, nodding and still laying on his back. “It was… wow…”

“Come on,” Haley repeated. “You don’t even have to take off your boxers.” She reached over and expertly extracted his stiff penis from inside his underwear and began stroking it slowly. “See?”

“Yeah…”

“So let’s do it,” Haley said as she began to straddle his waist. “The only thing you got to lose is your virginity.”

“Come on, dude,” Wade said. “You gotta try it. It’s way better than just jerking off.”

“Well… ok.”

With that ringing endorsement Haley took his thirteen-year-old virgin penis in her hand, lined him up and slowly lowered her thirteen-year-old vagina down around it, getting him all the way inside in one smooth, easy motion.

“Oh… oh, shit…” Memphis said as he was deflowered.

“Nice, huh?” Wade asked as Haley started moving up and down on Memphis’ penis.

“Oh, yeah… oh, god, yeah…”

“Glad to hear it,” Haley said, kissing him on the nose like she’d done with Wade.

Memphis looked up at her. “When I cum… should I pull out? I don’t want to… get you pregnant…”

“Oh… good… cause I’m gonna cum… right now… ah!” He pushed up hard into Haley’s vagina and with a groan of pure delight started firing his sperm into her young vagina. She rode him expertly until he was done climaxing and then slowly lifted herself off him.

“Well, that was fun,” she said, laying down on the carpet between Memphis and Wade. She eyed Wade’s hard penis. “Want another turn?”

“Hell, yeah!” Wade said.

Haley spread her legs as the boy got on top of her. She lined him up and then moaned with happiness as the preteen boy’s penis slid all the way into her once more.

Haley and the kids fucked themselves silly for a couple hours after that, the boys taking turns with her. I managed to film it all from several good angles. One of the coolest things I got on video was a wonderful series of shots of Memphis on top and fucking her. It was really sweet to see the contrast as his dark penis slid in and out of her pale vagina.

Eventually they all retired to Haley’s bedroom, where more sex ensued. By the time Memphis and Wade went home the next morning, huge grins plastered to their faces, they’d spent several hours screwing their brains out, and I had several hours of video to edit. Haley had done her job and done it well.

I wondered who the next lucky boy would be?

END

Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. So it’s been three years, but I’m finally tying up this series! The next one should be out soon… of course, the last time I said that it was 2005… *shrug* Anyhow, I hope you liked it!

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Joyeux Anniversaire

Adult/Youth, Bi, Boy/Woman Sex, First Time, Incest, Siblings, Teens |

October 13, 2008

Joyeux Anniversaire
By
Alex Hawk

Today is my birthday! As of 4:03am today, September 23, 1961, I am officially thirteen!

Currently I’m standing in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom in our family’s apartment in Paris. I’m naked and eyeing my adolescent body with a critical eye. I’m fairly thin, with a vaguely androgynous face. My skin is pale, my hair is brown, my eyes are blue. Between my legs stands a very erect, almost hairless four inch penis. Still virgin, but that’s going to change later tonight, which is why I’m looking at myself now. I want to make sure I’m presentable.

There’s a knock at the door. “Antoine?”

“Come in, Jean,” I say.

My fifteen-year-old brother walks… well, swaggers… into the room. Like me, he is naked. Like me, his penis is hard. Unlike me, he isn’t still a virgin.

A cigarette dangles from his mouth. He takes a look at me in the mirror, and reaches a hand down, encircling it around my young penis. He’s the only person other than me who has ever touched it.

Stroking my penis slowly, my brother says, “Are you ready to put this thing to good use tonight?”

“Yeah…”

He turns me around and hugs me close, then kisses me on the mouth. I hug and kiss him back. I love my brother so much. I could never deny him anything, even my body.

I move one of my hands down to wrap around his penis as he keeps stroking mine. “After tonight… can we still do… this?” I ask, a little nervously.

“Mais oui,” he says. “I will never give you up, Antoine.” Then he drops down to his knees and slips his mouth around my penis, moving his head back and forth. I moan faintly and place my hands on the back of his head, losing myself in the pleasure.

As my brother sucks on me, I feel one of his hands, which had been cupping my butt, move slowly down and to the center. I spread my legs a little as Jean begins to work a finger gently up into me.

“Turn around,” he says, after a couple more moments, standing up as he does.

Knowing what’s next, and eagerly anticipating it, I turn around and take hold of the foot of my bed, bending over slightly. My brother moves around behind me, and I hear him opening the jar of Vaseline. A few seconds later, I feel him pressing up against me, and I start to moan again as his penis slides slowly, deeply into my ass.

“Always so tight in you, little brother,” whispers Jean as he leans forward and kisses me on the back of the neck. Then he straightens up and starts to move in and out of me in an anxious rhythm.

I moan again and start to masturbate as my brother fucks me. For the last six months we’ve been having sex with each other, ever since he first taught me how to play with myself. It’s a wonderful experience and part of why I love him so much.

Only about three minutes later, my brother grunts and pushes deep inside me. He holds himself steady as I feel his penis start to pulse inside me, shooting his sperm up into my ass. At about the same time, I start to cum, a small amount of my sperm spattering onto the floor, as the incredible bliss of orgasm washing through my young body.

“You came, right?” my brother ask as he slides his penis out from inside me.

“Yeah,” I say. I stand up, a little shaky, feeling my brother’s sperm sliding down my leg.

“Bien.” He kisses me. “Go get cleaned up. We have to leave for school soon.”

“Ok.”

I duck into the shower and got cleaned. Moments later I am sitting at the table, eating some breakfast with my mother, father and Jean. He trades a knowing smile with me as my father thumbs through today’s issue of “Le Monde”.

“Joyeux anniversaire, mon fis,” my mother says, kissing me on the head.

“Merci, maman” I say with a smile.

“Oh, is that today? I knew something important was happening today, but I thought it was just the day the gas man was supposed to read our meter,” my father says, looking at me over his glasses, a playful look in his eyes.

“Oui, papa,” Jean says. “I would think you would hardly forget the day this accursed creature came into our lives.”

“It is overshadowed by the horror of your birth,” my father informs him. Jean sticks his tongue out in response.

The light banter continues for a little while as we eat. Once we are done, my brother and I grab our satchels and head to the school. It’s only a short ten minute walk. Along the way, my friend Marcel Malle joins us He is a few months older than me, and like I plan to, he lost his virginity on his thirteenth birthday.

“Happy birthday,” he says to me, handing me a small parcel.

“Oh, thank you.” I pause to unwrap it. Inside is a book, “The Stranger”, by Albert Camus. “Oh, thank you indeed! I haven’t read this before.”

“Good, then you’ll get a couple new experiences today,” he says with a grin. Looking at Jean he says, “You’re still taking him to Marie tonight, oui?”

“But of course. I can’t have my little brother be teenage virgin for more than twenty-four hours.”

“Good.”

I take a moment to hug my friend and we walk the rest of the way to school, where I know I’m going to spend the next several hours distracted, horny and annoyed that I was still stuck at school when I’d rather be-

“Monsieur Truffaut!”

I look up guiltily. It’s the middle of day now, and my teacher is glaring at me.

“Yes, sir?”

“Perhaps you would care to stop looking out the window and instead explain to me why Charlemagne’s empire could not be sustained?”

A pained look on my face, I stand and try to stammer my way through an answer, but from the sour look on my teacher’s face, I know I’m doomed.

“Your answer is not acceptable. You will write a paper on the subject and hand it to me by next week.”

“Yes, sir.”

Marcel gives me a knowing look from across the classroom. He’s aware that I certainly won’t be getting around to working on this project for another night or two. I grin back and do my best to pay attention through the rest of my classes.

After school, Jean leaves to go be with some of his friends and Marcel and I walk together to a nearby café. We sit there for a while talking, drinking coffee, smoking and looking at some of the girls walking past.

“So you looking forward to tonight?” Marcel asks, taking a drag from his cigarette.

“Of course. Anything special I should know?”

He shrugs. “You’ll probably cum really quick. Marie will probably let you have a second time. Maybe a third, if she likes you. Those times will be better.”

“Did she like you enough?” I ask with a smile.

He grins. “We did it three times, yeah.”

“Manifique.”

“Yes, it was.”

We chat a little longer before we walk to my family’s flat. Jean is already there. My mother kisses me and Jean, Marcel and myself retire to my bedroom. I’m horny and distracted the entire time. Eventually we have a nice dinner before Jean announces he’s taking me to the cinema to see a special screening of “Les enfants terrible”, as a birthday present.

We do actually go to the cinema, and I enjoy the film, though not as much as I thought I might. After that, as the hour gets late, we head towards the small flat rented by Marie, the woman who would make me a man.

Jean knocks on the door and after a moment a woman answers. She has brown hair, a friendly smile and very little clothing.

“Bonjour, Jean,” she says, giving him a little kiss. “Bonjour, Marcel.” She gives him a kiss, too, then smiles at me. “And you must be Antoine.” She leans down and gives me a kiss, too. “Entrez-vous, s’il vous plait.”

The three of us walk into her small flat. It’s a little two-story flat with the parlor and kitchen on the ground floor and the bedroom and WC on the top floor. It has an odd smell that I can’t quite place, but I like the flat despite myself.

She ushers us into her kitchen and sits us down at the table where she serves us each a small glass of wine. I drink mine quickly, feeling nervous and embarrassed for reasons I can’t quite pin down. I’m only barely aware of Jean handing Marie a thousand francs; the price of my innocence.

“Well, now,” Marie says, making the money disappear. She smiles at me. “Are you ready to become a man, mon ami?”

Silently I nod.

She smiles again and says, “Let us go. You boys behave.”

“We will,” chorus my brother and Marcel.

Marie takes me by the hand and leads me upstairs, Jean and Marcel both clapping and cheering me on. I smile a little smile at them and follow her up the staircase into a narrow hallway and then into a small bedroom.

“It’s nice of your brother to do this for you,” Marie says as she ducks behind a small screen.

“Yes, he’s a good person,” I say, feeling extremely nervous.

After a few seconds, Marie comes out from behind the screen. She’s naked. My heart leaps into my throat as my already hard penis throbs. I’ve never seen a woman nude in real life before. My eyes are drawn to the dark delta of hair between her legs. She’s beautiful.

Walking towards me, she places her hands on my shoulders and kisses me on the forehead. “Just relax and enjoy yourself, oui?”

“Oui.”

She begins to unbutton my shirt and then pulls it off my body. She runs her hands down my bare chest for a few seconds, and then down to my pants. She unbuttons those and reaches inside them, then inside my underwear, and runs a finger along the length of my hard, young penis. Then slowly, she lowers my pants and underwear down, leaving me naked and trembling.

“You look very nice, Antoine. A lovely little man.”

“Thank you,” I say, feeling myself blush.

Stroking my penis gently, she says, “Come to the bed.”

“Alright.”

I follow her to the bed and lay down next to her. Marie smiles as she lays down, spreads her legs a little and says, “It will go in easier if you are on top of me.”

“Oh. Right.” Swallowing hard and having visions of my brother and Marcel coming in and yanking me off of her, I get on top of Marie, holding my body above hers, my heart racing in anticipation.

Marie reaches between our nude bodies and takes hold of me. Her other hand moves onto my butt and I feel her push me down. With a suddenness that surprises me, I feel my barely thirteen-year-old virgin penis glide smoothly and easily into Marie’s thirty-six-year-old vagina. Before I even know what’s happening, I’m all the way inside her. My virginity is gone forever, lost at the cost of a thousand francs.

Marie brushes a little hair out of my face as I settle down on top of her. “There. Now you’re a man.”

“Yeah!” I gasp and give about two thrusts of my hips before I close my eyes and grunt, the pleasure overwhelming me as my penis begins to spurt inside Marie, sending my adolescent sperm into her vagina. I feel exhilaration, but a bit of shame; I’d lasted even less my first time than Marcel had on his first time.
Gasping and shuddering, I laid on top of Marie, trying to get my brain to work again. I am aware of her whispering, “Good, you did good,” into my ear.

Finally my brain is working again, and I manage to say, “I’m sorry I didn’t last long…”

I feel Marie’s body moving under me as she laughs. It’s a nice feeling. “You did fine for your first time. You’ll do better your second time.” She hugs me tight, and I feel her breasts pressing against my chest. My penis, which had never really softened while still inside her vagina, gives a little jump.

Smiling, Marie says, “It feels like you’re ready to go again. This is why I like boys your age.”

I grin in silent response.

“Start moving it in and out,” she instructs. “Don’t go too fast, or you might slip out.”

“Alright.”

I begin thrusting slowly, awkwardly, moving my hips back and forth and sliding my young penis in and out of Marie’s vagina. For the first time in my life I am fucking, instead of getting fucked. I like it!

“Yes, yes, Antoine,” Marie whispers. “Oh, that feels nice. You’re doing very well.”

I bury my head in her shoulder and keep fucking with short, rabbit-thrusts, losing myself in the bliss of intercourse. God, it isn’t like anything I’ve ever experienced! I can see now why everyone is so obsessed with sex.

This second time I manage to last about three minutes before I finally start cumming inside her a second time. The orgasm is, if anything, even better than the first one, and I’d thought that was the height of my existence!

Once I’m done cumming, my penis slides out of Marie and I flip over, laying next to her and breathing hard.

“You did very well, Antoine,” she says, and kisses me.

“Thank you…” I gasp, still breathing hard.

Marie lights a cigarette and hands it to me before lighting up one of her own. I take a couple drags and hear a knock at the door.

“You done in there?” comes Jean’s voice.

“Oui, come on in and meet your new and improved little brother,” Marie says.

Jean and Marcel both walk in. Jean comes over to me and shakes my hand.

“Well done, little brother. Good to see you carry on the family tradition.”

“For another thousand francs, I’ll let you each have a turn,” Marie says, smiling at Jean and Marcel.

My brother and friend look at each other and huddle in the corner. After a moment they walk over. Jean places some money on the nightstand and says, “Here you go.”

Marie counts the money and then nods. “D’acord. Get undressed.”

Jean and Marcel get naked. I’ve seen Jean any number of times, but this is the first time I’ve seen Marcel nude and erect. He looks nice, but not as nice as Jean.
Marie lays back and spreads her legs as Jean gets on top. He presses his penis against her vagina and slides in slowly. I watch in fascination as they begin to fuck. It’s something I’ve never known I wanted to see before now.

Marcel comes over and steals a drag from my cigarette. As he smokes, I find myself staring at his hard penis. After a moment, unable to resist, I reach out and wrap my hand around it, giving it a couple slow strokes.

Marcel stares down at me in mild surprise. I look up at him and say, “Can I suck it?”

“Uhm. If you want to.”

I lean forward and lower my mouth around my friend’s penis, sucking it gently as I move my lips back and forth along the shaft. I’ve never done this with Marcel, though I have often wanted to.

My brother looks over from where he’s fucking Marie and says, “Oh, god, that’s incredible. Uh!” He closes his eyes and starts to twitch as he adds his sperm to mine inside Marie’s vagina.

As soon as he’s done cumming, he rolls off Marie and Marcel moves towards her, his penis withdrawing from my mouth and sliding into place inside her vagina. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, but he apparently had other desires.

Once Marcel is done fucking Marie I get on top and take one last turn inside her, knowing that from here on out I’d do just about anything to feel the sensation of a warm, tight vagina around my adolescent penis. When I’m done I lay there on Marie’s bed, naked and smoking with her, my brother and my best friend, having had the happiest birthday any boy could ever hope for.

FIN

Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Here you go kids, my latest story! Apologies for any errors with the French dialogue. I took the language in high school for three years and now remember… parts.

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