“You sure they’re asleep?” Brody asked as we quietly crept out of bed and booted the laptop.
“Yeah. Mom probably took her sleeping pills, and Dad never gets up once he’s in bed.”
“Cool!”
We had decided to ditch our shirts but kept our sweats and underwear on. We didn’t want to make it too easy for Mandy.
“Hey, guys!” Mandy said enthusiastically when our Zoom session came online, and she openly checked us out, “Looking good!”
She was in a hot red bra laced around the edges and looked smoking hot! Her broad smile, as she checked us out made her look even sexier.
“Hey, you! What’s with the bra?” Brody asked.
Mandy laughed and said, “You’ll have to earn that one, guys.”
“Fair enough,” I said.
“What kind of challenges do you have in mind? Nathan and I have been talking about it, and we’re curious…”
“I’ll let you know in a minute. Just know you can each earn fifty bucks when you complete one.”
“Yeah… You said so earlier. But if I have to stick my dick in a meat grinder for that, it won’t be worth fifty bucks. You know what I mean?”
“Duh! But don’t worry. I promise it won’t be anything like that!” Mandy said, “Tell you what… why don’t we start out with the first challenge. This one is simple. Get completely naked and show me.”
I looked at Brody, and he simply nodded. Brody said, “Sure! We’ll do that. But only if you take off your bra and show us your tits.”
“Oh!? Is that all?” Mandy smiled, and her screen went black.
I didn’t know why she had to turn off her camera to remove clothes, but frankly, I didn’t care. When she came back online, she was topless again, and I heard both Brody and myself softly suck in a breath. We ditched our sweats, and moments later, I was eyeing Brody’s boner again, and I could see he was doing the same.
“Stand up and back a little. I can’t see you this way.”
Brody and I got to our feet and made sure to stand in the frame. With our hips touching, we stood there, and I placed my left arm over Brody’s shoulder. Now we were standing there almost in the same position as yesterday. Mandy looked pleased and almost purred when she said, “Yes! Nice…”
“We’re done?” I asked.
“Almost. Now you have to grab your dick and give it a couple of tugs as if you’re jerking off.”
This time, I didn’t hesitate. My right hand gripped my boner, and I slowly slid it up and down over my rock-hard pole. It was sexy as fuck to do this in front of this hot girl and with my best friend’s body touching mine. I looked down at the action, and seeing both of us jack slowly, showing off our nude bodies, sent shivers down my spine.
“Fucking hot, guys!”
I was already feeling the familiar build-up. I wasn’t close or anything, but I wouldn’t last very long, either. So I asked, “Do we need to go, like… all the way?”
“No. This is fine. You can stop now. Challenge completed!”
“Already?” Brody asked.
“Yep! I’ll send you the first cards now.”
Moments later, the buzzing of our phones confirmed the arrival of the cards. This was easy! And I was getting used to being naked. And since Brody didn’t bother with getting dressed, neither did I.
Without wanting to sound too eager, I asked, “Are there more challenges?”
“Sure! Ready for more?” Mandy asked.
“Bring it on!” I said, and Brody just nodded.
“Listen up. I already warned you about the challenges. So don’t freak out, okay?”
“Uh, oh…” Brody said, overly exaggerating his worries.
But to be honest, I was a bit anxious about what she was planning. So I had my guard still up as I waited for her to tell us about our next assignment.
“You guys need to face each other, and…” her dramatic pause was more comical than it made me anxious. But when she said, “Jerk each other for thirty seconds while you make out,” my heart skipped a beat.
“What?” I asked, a little too loud.
“Don’t worry, Bro!” Brody said and smiled warmly, “We’ve got this!”
He turned to his right to face me, and the camera faced his left side. My heart was in my throat from excitement, but I didn’t want to let on that I actually wanted to know what it was like to be jerked.
“Alright… I guess…” I said, acting insecure and turning to face him.
Brody looked me in my eyes, and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes was all the encouragement I needed.
“Go for it,” Mandy said softly.
A second later, it was almost as if a shot of electricity hit me on my dick. I wasn’t prepared for this sensation but couldn’t suppress a low moan when Brody’s fingers wrapped around my shaft.
“It’s warm…” Brody whispered.
This was the first time since I was a toddler that someone else touched my dick. And the great tingles that spread throughout my lower body were so mind-blowing that the mental block I had with touching another boy’s dick completely vanished.
So I tentatively reached out with my right hand. My fingers brushed Brody’s dickhead, and he sharply sucked in a breath. But the spongy and pointy tip of his cock was so interesting that I didn’t want to stop there. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and was amazed at how hard and, at the same time, soft it felt in my fingers.
This was something I never realized when I gripped my own cock. Sure, it was hard. But the soft skin surrounding it was always ‘just there’ and went unnoticed. As I was feeling him up, the fact that he was a little thinner but longer than me was immediately clear. But other than that, his dick felt remarkably the same as mine. And I LOVED feeling him sliding up and down in my fist.
“This is hot! But you also have to make out, guys…” Mandy softly said.
At this point, I didn’t care if making out with Brody was gay or not. I was horny. His hand on my cock was hot, and jerking him was maybe even hotter. So I looked him in his eyes, and the way he looked at me told me he was in the same place as I was.
I tilted my head to the right, and another bolt of electricity shot through my body when our lips touched. Focusing on jerking and kissing him simultaneously was difficult, so I decided to focus on our first kiss. The sensations on my dick were there, no matter what. And I could always jerk off after this. But kissing was something we’d never do if we weren’t ‘forced’ like this.
Right before we started kissing, I saw the clock in the corner of the screen. And in my head, I mentally started counting down from thirty. I liked doing this SO MUCH, but I didn’t want to give Mandy more than she’d pay for.
About fifteen seconds in, Brody’s lips parted, and his tongue pressed against my lips. I instinctively opened my mouth and pushed against his tongue with mine. If I thought kissing and jerking was amazing, Frenching and jerking was infinitely better!
Brody and I moaned into each other’s mouths. His fist was now massaging my dickhead, and a tingle shot from my balls to my asshole. I wasn’t cumming yet. Far from it, amazingly. But this tingle in my balls almost felt the same.
My inner countdown was at zero, but I didn’t want to quit yet. So we went at it for another five seconds before I reluctantly pulled back. I opened my eyes, and after Brody opened his, we looked deep into each other’s eyes for a moment. His eyes got a wicked look as our heads moved away from each other.
There was the sticky fluid I knew well by now between my fingers. Only this time, it didn’t come from my dick. After a moment of hesitation, I rubbed it between my thumb and index finger and stuck it in my mouth. Both Mandy and Brody were looking at each other, so I figured I wouldn’t be noticed doing this.
Brody’s cum tasted almost exactly the same as mine. But the naughtiness of having my friend’s precum in my mouth added another level to the experience.
“How did we do?” Brody asked Mandy, and he was panting from the intensity of what we just did.
“Another fifty bucks for the two of you! Well deserved, guys!”
Two pings from our phones confirmed the arrival of the cards. I wasn’t going to say this, but I wouldn’t mind doing these things without being paid.
“What’s next?” I heard myself hoarsely ask.
“Uhh…” Mandy said, “You’ll have to…”
Her pause was getting on my nerves, so I said, “Just spit it out.”
“Look. I’ll double the gift cards. So it’s a hundred bucks for each of you.”
“Do we have to kill someone?” Brody asked with a broad smile.
In the corner of my eye, I saw him scratch his balls absentmindedly, and a drop of precum was hanging from the tip of his slightly softening boner. But the fact that Mandy was willing to pay us double worried me a little.
“Of course not, silly,” she giggled, “you each have to…” she cleared her throat and said, “Give the other a thirty-second blowjob.”
My heart stopped beating for a second when I heard this. Did I have to put Brody’s dick in my mouth? What if it tasted like piss? But then again… I’d have my first-ever blowjob too… But this was definitely gay…
This was all a bit of a mindfuck. But when Brody said without hesitation, “Okay. We’ll do that,” butterflies filled my belly.
I could only nod at the camera, but Brody kept talking, “But you’ll have to show us how you finger yourself!”
“Deal!”
Her screen went black, and Brody whispered in my ear, “This will be SO hot! We’ll see her pussy!”
“Yeah…” I timidly replied.
Seeing her fingering her pussy would be hot, and I’d sign up for that at any time. But sucking off my best friend was more on top of my mind now. Seeing how Brody reacted to all of this was both unexpected and comforting. Apparently, he wasn’t concerned with sucking each other off being gay. And he also didn’t make it a secret that he liked what we did. I was thrilled that I wasn’t the only one enjoying what we did.
We simultaneously sucked in a breath when her camera came back online. We were looking at the middle section of her body. At the top, her boobs were still almost entirely showing, and the image ended a bit below her butt.
She had spread her legs and parted her lips with her fingers. The index finger of her right hand was rubbing the top of her slit. Because of that, we couldn’t clearly see it, but it was evident she was rubbing her clit.
“Wow… That’s fucking awesome!” Brody said softly.
“I’ll keep doing this while you do your part. Maybe I’ll even cum from watching you…” she said seductively.
“I’ll go first,” Brody said and didn’t leave room for arguing as he knelt down in front of me.
“Who will be timing?” I asked as my heart tried beating out of my chest.
“You’ll do it. I’ll be too busy here.”
I grabbed my phone and opened the timer. I set it to thirty seconds and hovered my thumb above the start button. I looked down at Brody sitting at my feet. He looked up at me, and a look of horniness and anticipation oozed from his face. My dick twitched hard from watching this, and I couldn’t wait for my dick to disappear into his mouth.
Brody looked at the screen and asked, “Can you see it all this way?”
“Ohh yesss… I can see it, alright. Ready when you are!”
Brody looked up at me again and, without hesitation, grabbed my dick at its base and pointed it toward his mouth.
“Three, two, one…” I said and pressed start.
But I never took my eyes off Brody’s face during this countdown. It was as if I watched him move in slow motion as he opened his mouth and moved his head forward. All I could hear was the beating of my heart, and all I could see were his lips as they wrapped themselves around my glans.
The warmth surrounding my cock as his lips moved further down was unexpected but extremely pleasant. I briefly tore my eyes away from his lips and looked at his eyes. He looked deep into mine as he took more and more of my cock in his mouth, and a twinkle in the corner of his eye told me he enjoyed this tremendously.
26… 25… I kept an eye on the timer as I felt a drop of precum leave the tip of my dick. I was worried that this would put off Brody, but when a moan resonated on my dick, and he kept going, I knew he was fine with it.
The tip of my dick touched the top of Brody’s mouth, and he must’ve been running out of throat quickly. That much registered in my brain. 22… 21… Brody’s nose touched my pubes, and it was now obvious my whole cock fit inside his mouth. He didn’t gag or anything, and the warm moist surrounding my dick was better than anything I could ever imagine at that time.
He started moving his head back, and my dick started sliding out. His teeth briefly touched my shaft, but it was nowhere near painful. I read stories about it being painful, but Brody knew he had to be careful. It was barely there, but it was actually kind of a turn-on.
18… 17… my dick was now almost completely visible again, and only my dickhead was still inside my best friend’s mouth.
Brody’s eyes moved down from mine, and he started focusing on my shaft and pubes. 15… 14… Brody sucked a little but moved his head forward to let me back in completely. As he did this, his tongue lapped over the underside of my glans and later my shaft.
“Ooohhhh…” I moaned as I had a hard time focusing on the timer.
“Fucking hot, guys…” Mandy softly said.
In the corner of my eyes, I saw she was still busy fingering herself. But despite what I expected earlier, I wasn’t that interested in that at the moment. Looking down at my cock sliding in and out of my best friend’s mouth was far more fascinating.
11… 10… I had a difficult time holding still. My hips wanted to push forward and drive my throbbing cock deep into this wonderful place. But I knew better than to do that. Instead, I kept moaning and groaning softly, urged on by the slobbering sounds of my sucking friend and the moans of the fingering girl on the monitor.
Brody gripped one of my ass cheeks and pushed me deeper into his mouth. 7… 6… my dick hit the back of his throat and slid into something tight. But Brody immediately pulled back, and I could see his eyes water. But he kept on going like nothing had happened.
4… 3… as his hand still gripped my ass, his other hand grabbed my balls and gently started toying with them. “Oh, fuck! This is hot…” Mandy murmured, but I couldn’t care less. I wasn’t close to cumming, but it wasn’t far away either. But the great thing was that it almost felt like I was cumming the entire time Brody sucked me off.
Brody was bobbing up and down as the timer approached zero. 1… 0… I hesitated a moment, but this had to be fair, so I tapped him on his head, and he pulled back.
The hand that was cupping my balls grabbed my dick by its base, and my dick left his mouth completely. It was covered with spit and glistening in the light of the monitor.
Brody looked up at me and smiled broadly. As he let go of my dick, he said, “My turn!”
We were still looking at Mandy’s pussy with her fingers working the insides of her folds. It was hot to watch, but I wanted to know what it was like to have my friend’s throbbing cock in my mouth. Mandy moaned softly and said, “Keep going! I’m getting close…”
This snapped us out of our trance, and I dropped to my knees as Brody stood to his feet. We didn’t do this deliberately, but it must’ve been a funny sight to watch.
In front of my face, Brody’s dick pointed upward, slightly bouncing up and down with each heartbeat. Seeing it up close made me realize that his dick didn’t look that different from mine. Sure, it was a little longer, but the blue vein on top looked like mine. The place where his dickhead met his shaft was a little longer, but other than that, it looked like mine. His pubes were a little denser than mine but not much different. His pointy dickhead was actually the biggest difference from me. Mine was blunt and broad. His was slender and pointy.
This observation took me just a few moments, and Brody’s “Ready?” above me was my cue to finally get started. I was a little scared the taste would put me off, but judging by how Brody reacted to me, I was less afraid than when we just started.
I reached out with my hand, and my fingers trembled when they gripped my friend’s dick by its base. While Brody kept looking at me as he slipped his mouth over my dick, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the rigid pole jutting from his groin.
I opened my mouth and moved forward. The moment Brody finished the countdown, my lips touched his glans. Its soft, sponge-like texture was interesting, to say the least. My lips opened wider, and I moved my head forward to let him enter my mouth.
When my tongue touched the tip of his dick, I was pleased it didn’t taste like piss. Far from it! I actually liked how it tasted. More like… skin with a hint of saltiness. And when a drop of precum came out and hit my tastebuds, another shot of electricity shot through my body.
Brody softly counted down like I did, but I couldn’t care less. I’d suck him for as long as it took for him to cum. I wanted him to cum. I wanted to feel what it was like when he shot his cum down my throat. I wanted to feel his cock twitch and…
A soft moan shook me out of my trance, and I slowly but deliberately took more and more of him in my mouth. My tongue was lapping over and under his cockhead, and my lips moved over the veins of his hard dick.
Another big glob of precum came out, causing me to moan involuntarily. My fingers let go of his dick’s base, and my hand moved to cup his balls. My other hand grabbed him by his ass, and I marveled at the softness of his skin and the firmness of his muscles.
I hadn’t planned on deep-throating him, and the way Brody reacted when he tried it with me wasn’t exactly appealing either. But somehow, I needed to try. I read some stories online about blowjobs and how you needed to relax your throat, so I might as well try to put this into practice.
So when his tip was at the entrance of my throat, I inhaled deeply through my nose, tried to relax, and moved my head forward. His pointy tip entered my throat, and I had to suppress a gag reflex, but I quickly recovered. A minor popping sensation and another gag reflex confirmed he was in. This, combined with a loud moan from my friend, made me feel proud and powerful.
I gently squeezed his balls, and when my nose hit his pubic bone, and his pubes tickled my upper lip, It was clear this was it. Brody placed one hand on my head, and his pelvis started moving back. I assumed this was happening on instinct, but I would have none of this. I was in control here, not Brody. So my hand on his ass pushed him back, and he immediately got the idea. Within a heartbeat, he was completely inside me again.
I moved my head back and forth a few times, causing him to moan each time he entered me. But my throat started feeling sore after a while, so I moved back and let him slip from my mouth. His dick almost slapped against my nose, but I managed to grab its base before it slapped against his belly.
I started licking from his balls to his tip while I looked him in the eyes. The look on his face was one of pure lust. I had no experience at this point, but that look was clear as day. I kept on licking it like a popsicle when he whispered, “five… four…”
I didn’t hesitate and wrapped my lips around his head, and lapped furiously over his dickhead. I was once again treated with lots of precum, which I swallowed eagerly.
Moments later, he tapped me on my shoulder, but this didn’t register. I kept blowing him and loved every minute of it.
He tapped my shoulder again and softly said, “It’s time, Nate.”
Reluctantly, I pulled my head back and looked at the glistening boner of my best friend. I wanted more but needed to find a way to finish and where Brody would let me do it.
“That wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” I whispered as I got to my feet.
Brody gave me a knowing smile, and we looked at the webcam again. Mandy had moved the camera, and we were looking at her face again.
“Fucking hot, you guys! I came twice while watching you!”
“Glad to be of service,” Brody smiled, his boner still bouncing with the beating of his heart.
“There’s one thing left, right?” Mandy said with a wicked smile.
“What do ya mean?” I asked.
“The money shot…” was her simple reply.
“Oh…”
“Another fifty bucks when you jack and shoot so I can see it, but…”
“Uh oh…” Brody said.
“Since you two are SO good at this, I’ll make it a hundred bucks when you make the other cum…”
This comment lingered a bit. I knew I wanted this, and since we already crossed a lot of lines this evening, there was no way we’d give up on another hundred dollars. But I still didn’t want to look too eager, so I softly said, “I’ll do it if you’ll do it,” and looked at Brody.
He smiled broadly at me, softly squeezed his dick, and said, “Of course I’ll do it!”
We repositioned the camera and figured that the easiest way to it was, with what Brody called, a ‘Reach-around.’
As we proposed this, Mandy said, “I don’t care… As long as I can watch you cum.”
“Who’s first?” I asked.
“Do me first. I’m already on edge after you… you know…”
This was both awkward and a big ego boost at the same time. I mean… I was a great cocksucker, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to brag about it.
I handed Brody the towel, and he laid it on the bed in front of us. I checked out his tight ass when he bend over to grab it, and I liked how white and soft it looked.
Brody sat on his knees, and I scooted up behind him. With my right hand, I reached around him and grabbed his still-slippery cock. The hesitation there was earlier was now entirely out of the window.
I checked the camera to make sure Mandy could see it all. As I started sliding up and down, Brody whispered, “Get closer.”
So I did just that but made sure my cock stayed clear from his ass. It was challenging to find the correct rhythm, but my spit on his dick made it a lot easier to jack him off.
“Closer, Dude,” Brody whispered again after he moaned loudly.
His left hand reached back, grabbed my ass cheek, and pulled me closer. This made me almost lose my balance, but after a little clumsy back-and-forth movement, we were good. My whole body was pressed against Brody’s back, and my precum-leaking cock was trapped between our bodies.
My dick pointed upward, and the underside was nestled between my best friend’s ass cheeks. But sitting like this, I could properly grab his dick, and it was almost as if I was jacking myself this way.
“Ohhhh…” Brody moaned and pressed his body back against mine.
He laid his head on my left shoulder, and his breathing became ragged. A couple of deep and soft, “Oh.. yesss! Ohh… yesss! Ooohhh… yesssss!” Came from his throat, and his lower body started moving all over the place.
But I just kept on pumping his cock. His movement and the friction between our bodies was having its effect on my own cock, but my main focus was on getting off my best friend. And judging by his grunts and how he was now fucking my fist, it wouldn’t take him much longer.
“Oohh!!! I’m…. Ohhh… it’s…” Brody grunted.
I picked up the pace a little, but as soon as I did this, his fucking motion stopped, and his body froze. I felt his dick fatten in my hand, and a heartbeat later, it started twitching furiously. Under my fingers, I felt the first burst of cum shoot through his dick. Brody pressed his head firmly on my shoulder, and a loud hiss filled the room.
I kept pumping, and four more spurts left his dick before I slowed down my pace and gently milked him.
The pressure between our bodies was gone because Brody leaned forward to catch his breath, but I was extremely close to cumming. So close that I actually had to scoot back so Brody wouldn’t accidentally brush against my dick.
I looked at my hand, and there were a few globs of my friend’s clear, watery cum on there. So I made a point of showing it on camera, which made Mandy purr again from excitement.
After Brody got his breath back, he looked back at me and smiled hornily. “Fuck, Dude! That was good!”
I didn’t know how to respond, so I replied with a short, “Cool!”
“Your turn!” he said excitedly and moved over so I could take his spot.
“Go for it!” Mandy said.
Before I could react, Brody’s entire body pressed against my back. His sweaty chest was warm, and his stiff nipples poked against my skin. His semi-hard dick with drops of cum on it was pressed against my lower back, and his shaft was nestled between my cheeks. I fucking LOVED it!!
But when his hand sneaked over my right hip and wasted no time gripping my rigid cock, I heard myself moan.
His left hand and lower arm gripped my chest, and he pulled me firmer against him. I also had to lay my head on his shoulder this way, and when he whispered, “Cum for me,” into my ear, a shiver went through my entire body.
Feeling someone else work my tool like this was beyond everything I ever expected. Brody used almost the same technique as I did when I jacked myself. He focused on the tip but alternated this with long strokes over my shaft. And that twisting motion of his fist was terrific!
“Oh… oh… oh… OHHH…” I heard myself moan as I involuntarily started fucking his fist.
Brody didn’t change the pace or grip. He just kept stroking in a steady motion. Only his barely audible, “Yessss cum!” In my ear was a sign that he knew how close I was.
I’d usually speed up or grip myself firmer at this point. But now that I wasn’t in control, a whole new set of emotions shot through my body. I needed to cum, and I needed it badly. But there was no way I could influence this other than by begging. So I grunted a low “Faster,” but this didn’t make Brody do anything differently.
He kept stroking me slowly but firmly. Tingles shot all through my body by now, and with my right arm, I grabbed Brody’s head and pulled him close to me. But when his tongue started licking my ear, I lost it. The lack of control, the tingles, the build-up of the evening, and the closeness of my best friend pushed me into the end zone.
“AAAAHHHH…” I heard myself moan somewhere in the distance.
“Ah, yessss,” Brody moaned.
I usually kept stroking until the first shot came out, but Brody stopped right before that. This put me in some sort of no man’s land for a moment, more like what you’d expect in the eye of a tornado. I was completely over the moon, and my whole body was on edge, but everything froze for a second until my first spurt of watery cum, joined Brody’s on the towel.
Brody’s hand had left my torso and gripped me firmly by my balls. It didn’t hurt or anything, but it enhanced my orgasm significantly.
At least five spurts left my cock, until Brody finally slowed down his pace on my still throbbing cock. I had to lean forward to catch my breath, and the feeling of his hard cock against my lower back and ass caused my boner to twitch furiously again.
“Holy shit,” I grumbled, trying to catch my breath.
Brody held his hand in front of the camera, and Mandy said, “You guys earned every penny! This was SO fucking hot!!”
We simultaneously grumbled a “Thanks…”
“No need to be shy, guys!” Mandy said, “Thanks a lot for the show. I’ll get back to you for more, okay?”
I was a bit surprised by the sudden change in the atmosphere, but since we had both just gotten off, I guessed she had seen enough.
“Sure! Thanks for the fun game!” Brody said as he sat back down on the mattress, “…and the money.”
“You earned it. Bye!” Mandy said cheerfully, and her screen went black.
“Bye!” I said, still a bit out of breath.
Brody and I looked sheepishly at each other, and moments later, we burst out into silly giggling. I glanced down at Brody’s still-hard dick and noticed I was also still stiff as a board. Usually, after I came, my horniness was gone entirely, but looking at our naked bodies, I realized I was still worked up.
And as it turned out, so was Brody. I saw him looking at my cock as he absentmindedly toyed with his pubes. I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders after what we did. I wasn’t afraid of being labeled as gay. Heck! I didn’t even know if I was gay or not! I just wanted to have fun.
So I reached out, grabbed Brody’s dick, and looked him in the eyes. “Mind if we have some more fun?” I asked.
I gently pushed Brody onto the mattress, and as I lowered my mouth around his hard cock, he put his hands on my head while I started deep-throating him for the second time that evening. But this was certainly not going to be the last time we had fun together.
* * *
On the other side of the country, the Zoom session was disconnected, and after a deep sigh, the headset came off.
“And? How was it?” a voice said as the sound of approaching footsteps got louder.
“This new deep fake shit is fucking amazing!” a middle-aged, slightly overweight man said as he started loosening his bright-green gimpsuit at his neck.
The man who approached the first checked the computer and said, “Just 640 bucks? What did you get?”
“Oh, I got plenty! If I’d pressed, I think these boys would even do it for free. But it would’ve taken too much time that way.”
“What do you think?” the first man asked.
“At least fifteen grand for this. Maybe more if we cut it at the right moments and make more clips out of it. And I think I might get them to do anal next time, so we might wanna wait for that.”
“Good! What’s next?”
“I’m working on a boy and a girl. Cousins, I think. They’re gonna be online in half an hour. So first, I’m gonna grab some coffee.”
“Sure. Good work! I’m gonna check with Dave. He was working on two girls. That looked promising too.”
“Later…”
The end
Copyright 2023 – Jason Crow All rights reserved
Bis cogita cum videris talia in tela
Author’s note:
I wrote this story because someone sent me three clips of two boys ‘having fun’ in front of a webcam. They seemed to enjoy themselves and had fun like I used to have with my friends when I was younger. Just innocent exploration of their sexuality. Only difference? They did it in front of a camera.
At first, I didn’t think much of it, but then I heard one of them say ‘Euros’ excitedly, and they started doing the next thing. It was in a language I didn’t understand, but it opened my eyes. Someone was paying them to do what they did! This eye-opener is the main reason I wanted to write this story.
So… I’m sorry for the dark-ish ending on this one, but I felt so stupid for falling for this. But I just know I’m not the only one. I’m not trying to be some over-sensitive moralist here, but since the stuff we read on this site isn’t exactly socially accepted, there might be a thin line here, and I feel obliged to speak up.
So… It’s okay to read or fantasize about all this, but when real kids are involved… you know what I mean.
As the snow flies on a cold and grey Chicago morning, I opened my eyes and looked at my best friend, Brody, lying beside me in bed.
Brody and I have been best friends since kindergarten, and we did everything together. We were both twelve, going on thirteen, hardly ever argued, and had loads of fun together.
This weekend, Brody’s parents were out of town for a short holiday, and asked my parents if Brody could stay with us. Since this happened a couple of times before with me sleeping over at Brody’s place, this wasn’t a problem. My parents were glad they could return the favor.
Our school had planned a teachers day on Friday, causing us to have a long weekend. When his parents noticed this in our schedule, they booked a short vacation to the Bahamas.
So it was Friday morning, and we still had three days and two nights of fun ahead of us. Looking at my best friend lying beside me, my eyes roamed over his skinny chest and tight belly. His outward belly button looked funny compared to my inner one. The Ralph Lauren logo and text on the waistband of his boxers were visible, but right below it, the blanket covered his lower body.
His arms were above his head, and as my eyes moved upward, I checked out his small nipples and ribs, which were now clearly visible as his skin stretched over his torso. I went past his pits, which were just as hairless as mine, and ended on his freckle-covered face.
His eyes moved rapidly behind his closed eyelids, indicating he was about to wake up. I was looking forward to spending three full days together, even though the weather forecast was awful. Snow and heavy winds were predicted, which probably meant three days inside our suburban home. Visiting the city together as we had planned earlier wasn’t going to be an option.
My morning wood was becoming annoying, so I got up quickly and did my business. This way, I wouldn’t have to show my tent to Brody and make us both feel awkward, just like last time when I saw Brody’s tent during a sleepover at their place.
Brody blushed when he saw me looking but didn’t bother covering up. From what I saw then, Brody’s dick seemed bigger than mine, but with it being covered and me not trying to look too obviously at it, I wasn’t sure.
When I got up and walked past the bed toward the bathroom, Brody began to stir. As I pointed my willy down toward the bowl and my bladder emptied itself, I wondered what the days ahead of us would bring. We could play on the PlayStation, but I doubted Mom would allow us to do that all day.
I put my dick back in my boxers and adjusted myself. As I returned to the room, Brody was stretching lazily, and he had kicked down the blanket a little. But it was enough for me to see his tented boxers. Again, I tried not to look at it too obviously, but as I crawled onto the bed next to my best friend, I had a good enough look to be sure he was a bit bigger than me. And I could even make out the rim of his cut dickhead.
It didn’t bother me at all. It was no more than an observation. I was perfectly happy with my dick. I wasn’t exactly small at three and a half inches soft and five hard. At least not according to the sex-ed stuff I read online and at school. According to these books, I had a pretty decent-sized dick for a twelve-year-old.
“Morning!” I said cheerfully as Brody kept stretching and yawning loudly.
Brody grumbled, but the smile on his face was a telltale sign that he was wide awake. He propped himself on his elbows and said, “I need to take a piss.”
He got up, giving me another good look at his tented blue and white-striped boxer briefs. He wiggled his ass at me and giggled loudly as he left the room.
I laid on my back and listened to Brody doing his business. We both laughed loudly as he let one rip. After he flushed, I expected him to come back. But it took longer than usual, so I called out. The moment I did this, he came running into my room, and with a loud, bear-like roar, he jumped onto the bed, threw himself at me, and started tickling me all over. Brody knew all my ticklish spots and went for them as much as possible.
I was squirming uncontrollably on the bed, and during all this roughhousing, he climbed on top of me and straddled my waist. I was gasping for air and yelled, “Stop it!” between my laughs while squirming on the bed.
“Say I’m the greatest!” Brody laughed.
“Never!”
Brody squeezed his legs firmly against my sides and gripped my wrists as my arms were above my head. I was stronger than him, but I couldn’t do much about it since I was out of breath, and he had the upper hand. Brody leaned forward and made an obscene noise deep in his throat. He was creating a big glob of spit, and moments later, I saw it appear between his lips.
I kept squirming in an attempt to free myself. But as I did this, I felt my dick rub against his butt. At the same time, I felt his dick and balls pressed against my belly. I don’t know why, but this triggered something. I felt myself grow stiff and knew there was nothing I could do anymore to stop it from happening.
Brody saw my flushed face, and a questioning look appeared on his face. A few agonizing moments later, he pressed his butt firmly on my now-hard dick, and his look quickly morphed into one of surprise.
I felt movement at the front of his underwear, which was still pressed against my belly, and wondered what would happen next. It was as if time stood still for a couple of moments as we looked at each other.
Brody grinned and rolled off of me. He lay down on the bed next to me and looked at the ceiling. I quickly covered my tent with my hands and stammered, “I uhh… it’s…”
As he put his hands behind his head, not bothering to cover up, he was quiet for a couple of moments before he said, “Yeah… I know… Me too…”
After more moments filled with silence, we looked at each other and bursted into giggles. We were comfortable enough with each other to talk about pretty much everything. I even convinced Brody that he should try to jerk off the moment I discovered the fine art of masturbation.
We just never did stuff like this together. After we were about nine or ten, we didn’t see each other naked anymore. We didn’t do this deliberately, but we heard stories about gay men. In the social circle our parents and we were in, people acted like being gay was okay. But when the opportunity was there, and people spoke their minds, it turned out they thought it was filthy and despicable.
So we were basically taught that being gay was wrong. And we didn’t want to be labeled as gay. That would be social suicide! So when we would have to change into our swimming trunks or change underwear, we would turn our backs toward each other and change quickly. That would take away all the possibilities of being labeled as gay.
So boning up during an underwear-clad wrestling match was one of these things that would definitely qualify as gay. But since we both got hard, and nobody was around to notice, I was okay with leaving it like this. It was awkward, that’s for sure. But judging by Brody’s giggling, he was also fine with letting it go.
“Nathan! Brody!” Mom shouted from downstairs.
“What!?” I asked.
“Breakfast is ready!”
“We’re coming!” I shouted.
We both put on our sweatpants and a T-shirt. This was our usual lounging outfit, and considering the weather outside, there would be a lot of lounging going on today.
The smell of bacon made my mouth water as I entered the kitchen. I sat down at the counter next to Dad, who was reading the newspaper, and said, “Smells good, Mom!”
“It sure does, Mrs. Powel,” Brody added.
Mom just smiled at us and started cleaning the counter. Brody looked at me and urged me on with his eyes. It took me a second to realize what he meant.
“Oh, right,” I mumbled and swallowed my food. “Mom? Can we play on the PlayStation today? I mean… the weather will be bad and…”
“Of course you can, dear. But I think your father and I have a nice surprise for you,” she said, looking at Dad, who got up and walked into the hallway.
I had no idea what the surprise would be, so I looked questioningly at Brody, who shrugged and pulled about the same face as me.
Dad came back with a box in his hand. It was gift-wrapped and had a big red ribbon tied around it.
“What’s this??” I asked, completely clueless, and I looked at Brody.
“Here you go, Son,” Dad said as he handed me the box with a proud smile on his face.
“You need one for school in a couple of weeks anyway…” Mom said as I eagerly unwrapped the box.
“A NEW LAPTOP!!” I shouted excitedly.
I got up and tightly hugged Mom and Dad. This was totally unexpected but SO cool!
“Thank you!” I said, bouncing with joy.
“You’re welcome, dear! You need one for school, so your dad and I discussed it. This one had a nice discount and fits the specs. And considering the weather this weekend, we thought the two of you could…”
I didn’t let her finish and hugged her again. This was precisely the laptop I wanted, and now I had it! I looked at my parents as they smiled warmly at me.
“You can still play on the PlayStation if you want…” Dad said as he softly punched me on my shoulder.
“But there will be some rules about that laptop after this weekend…” Mom said, trying to sound stern.
“Of course,” I said, “but… WOW! Thank you SO much!”
After more hugs and Dad’s announcement that he was off to work, Brody and I went upstairs to my room.
“This is so cool, Dude!” he said as I placed the laptop on my desk.
“No shit! I never expected this. I mean… I knew I’d get one for school but figured I’d have to wait until next year.”
“What are we gonna do now?”
We spent the next hour and a half connecting to the WiFi, installing updates and software, and exploring our current options. After we got bored, Brody grabbed my old, agonizingly slow laptop, and we started playing a couple of online games together. But that grew old quickly, and when Brody went to take a piss, I felt bold and clicked on a link with a big-breasted woman who looked seductively into the camera. She pushed her bra-covered boobs forward, and I felt a slight stir in my underwear. I wasn’t really into big boobs, but at twelve, everything related to girls or women was almost irresistible to ignore.
I didn’t expect the link to open, but apparently, Dad hadn’t added this new laptop to our family filter yet. The site that opened didn’t show a lot of forbidden flesh. It was more of a softcore site than actual porn, but things like sideboobs and the illusion of sex were all over it.
As I was looking at all of this, Brody said, “Whoah! Dude!”
“Shit! You scared me, Bro!” I said as my heart rate was spiking.
Brody sat down next to me on my chair. Since both our asses were small, we easily fitted on a single chair.
“Check out her tits!” he said as he pointed to one of the pictures on the screen. ”They’re huge!”
We both jumped from our seats when Mom shouted, “Nathan! Brody!” I felt my heartbeat in my throat. But I cleared my throat, managed to steady my voice, and replied, “What, Mom?”
“I’m going to the boutique for a couple of hours. Dolores called in sick!”
Dolores was Mom’s co-worker in this little shop they owned together. They sold all sorts of antiques and artsy stuff.
“Okay, Mom!” I shouted back, smiling at my best friend.
“I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone with this weather, but there are some leftovers in the fridge, okay?”
“No problem. Be careful!”
“Don’t burn down the house!” she said, and I heard the door close.
“She scared me shitless!” Brody giggled.
We sat back down and looked at my laptop again, and I said, “Yeah… me too. At least we won’t be disturbed now.”
As we sat there, wide-eyed, and we looked at all the stuff we never saw before, I saw a link at the top right of the screen. It read ‘amateur cams,’ and I had a good idea where this would lead.
So I clicked on that, and when that page opened, a couple of obviously animated gifs showed up. All of them showed women showing off their goods in their bedrooms. Some of these were high-quality, but some of them were a bit grainy. The one thing they had in common was that the boobs were blurred.
Under each gif, a big ‘click here to subscribe’ button showed. But when I clicked on it, a pop-up window showed that it was ‘just’ $9.99 for a monthly subscription and that a credit card was required.
“Damn it,” I grumbled.
“Hey, Nate?” Brody asked.
“What?” I asked with unintended annoyance in my voice.
“Last week, I heard about this site where people with webcams meet up. It’s anonymous, and sometimes girls even show their boobs.”
“Fuck off. Girls don’t do that anymore. They are too chicken that they’ll end up on some revenge porn site,” I said with a much friendlier voice.
Brody was quiet for a few seconds when he said, “It’s worth a shot, isn’t it? This isn’t getting us anywhere. And since you’ve got a 4K webcam now, I figure we’ll get plenty of responses.”
I had to admit he was right. So I opened a new tab and typed in the URL. We browsed around for a couple of minutes and looked at the rules. These stated that hate messages, racism, and nudity were explicitly forbidden.
“This doesn’t seem promising,” Brody mumbled.
“At least it’s free…” I said and clicked on the ‘browse’ link.
A new window opened, and we had the option to select from a list of people, join a particular group, or randomly select another person to chat with.
“Click that one,” Brody said as he pointed at the ‘Amazing women’ group.
So I clicked on that one, the webcam light went on, and we saw each other in the bottom right corner of the screen. The window itself stayed black for a few seconds before a woman dressed in her bra showed up. She wasn’t pretty, but she was not exactly ugly either. And she was in her bra, which was interesting, to say the least.
“Hey, guys!” was her surprised but friendly reaction to seeing us.
“Uhh… hi!” I said, as Brody just smiled sheepishly.
“How old are you?”
“Almost thirteen,” Brody boasted.
She smiled warmly and asked, “And you came here to see naked women?”
“We… uhh…” I stammered, but Brody quickly sprung into action and said, “Yeah! We never saw any, and our parents installed this annoying filter software, so…”
“I see,” she said, and she was fiddling with something off-screen. “But you’re a bit too young, I’m afraid. I don’t wanna get into trouble over this.”
“But we won’t tell anyone!” Brody blurted out.
“No! We won’t tell a soul!” I added.
She was thinking for a few moments, and then her face got a weird look, and she said, “Tell you what. I show you my breasts so you guys have something to jack off to. But after I do this, we break the connection, so we won’t get caught. How’s that?”
“Great!” Brody said excitedly.
She didn’t waste any more time and seductively started lifting her bra. As more and more of her boobs appeared, I felt myself grow hard. It was stretching out my underwear and sweatpants, and Brody could probably see it, but I didn’t care about that. My eyes were glued to the screen. When her bra and hands were high enough, her biggish boobs dropped suddenly, and we could see her nipples.
“Awesome!” I softly said.
She started playing with her boobs and nipples for a few moments as she smiled coyly at us.
“Close your mouths, boys,” she giggled as she wiggled her boobs.
“I… uhhh…” I stammered.
“Have fun together!” she said, smiling broadly.
Her hand went toward the screen, and a second later, we looked at a black frame on the monitor. I turned to look at Brody, and he looked absolutely stunned.
“Wow!” was all he said when he looked at me.
His hand went to his lap, and I saw him handle the obvious tent in his sweats. I also had to get more comfortable, so I adjusted myself.
“That was hot!” I said.
“Yeah. I got SO hard by looking at her,” Brody said as he kept his hand in his lap.
This was actually the first time we spoke openly about this stuff. Getting hard or jerking off were topics we usually avoided. We knew we jerked since I was the one that told Brody about it. But I only spoke about it in general terms and the mechanics involving it. And after that, neither of us mentioned it anymore.
“I uhh… yeah. Me too,” I admitted.
“Those tits! Man…”
“Maybe there are more women like this. Let’s try the next one!” I said and clicked on the ‘next’ button.
An old woman appeared, and she got mad at us for perving on old women. So I quickly clicked on ‘next’ again. The next one wasn’t much better. She was about my Mom’s age and said that we needed to talk to girls our own age.
This went on for a while. By now, my boner was gone, and I wasn’t having much fun anymore. So when we were cut off again, I told Brody, “This sucks ass, man!”
“Yeah. I was hoping to see more tits, but this is stupid.”
“Let’s do one more. And then we’ll boot the PlayStation, okay?”
When I clicked the button, it took a few seconds to connect. And when it joined, a black screen opened. We had this a few times earlier, and we both thought some fat potato farmer was watching and didn’t want us to see him.
So we looked at each other, and Brody said, “Let’s quit this shit, Nate.”
“Hi, boys!” a cheerful girlish voice said.
We looked at each other again with puzzled looks. She sounded cool, so I said, “Uhh… hi! We… uhm… we can’t see you.”
“I know. It’s something stupid with this site. Since I’m underaged, they’ll ban me if I’m here too often.”
“Oh…” I said, lost for words.
“Why do you come here then?” Brody asked.
Brody has always been better at talking to girls than me, so I figured letting him do the talking was the wisest.
“To meet some cool, good-looking boys,” she said. And after a dramatic pause, “Like you two!”
Brody smiled wickedly at the camera. But I didn’t fall for this one. This could still be somebody with a voice changer or some shit like that. But Brody beat me to it when he asked, “Thanks! But we don’t know if you’re cute or not.”
“Fair enough. Let’s change to Zoom or Skype. You know how to do that?”
“Hey! You just said we’re cool! Of course we know how to do that. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be this cool, would we?” Brody smoothly replied.
She gave us her Zoom handle, and we agreed to switch to that. When I closed the site, Brody said, “If she’s some old fart or young girl, we quit right away, kay?”
“Of course! But she, you know… sounded like she was our age.”
“Yeah, she did. But still…” he said, his eyes widening when he looked at the screen.
I turned my head to look too, and it was apparent why he looked that way. On-screen, a beautiful girl of approximately our age was smiling at us. She was dressed in a tight, pink T-shirt which accentuated her round boobs. Her shoulder-length blonde hair hung loose around her face, and her curls made her look fantastic. But because of her hair, I couldn’t judge her age correctly.
The background was one of the stock backgrounds from Zoom. Brody and I figured the background didn’t matter, so we didn’t select any filters or anything.
“Hi, guys! I’m Mandy,” she said.
“Nathan,” I said, followed by Brody’s, “I’m Brody.”
We chatted a bit and learned she was halfway across the country from us on the west coast. She was thirteen, almost fourteen, and said she didn’t have many friends. Her dad was some rich guy, and they had to move around a lot because of his job. And because of the risk of her being taken hostage, she was always surrounded by bodyguards. This combination didn’t work well in making friends. At least, not according to Mandy.
Out of the blue, she said, “You look really cute!”
“Who? Me?” I asked.
“Both of you! You’ve got a cute face,” she said as she looked at Brody. Then she turned to me and said, “And you look like you’ve been working out a lot!”
“Thanks!” I sheepishly said.
“Take off your shirt and show me your muscles,” she asked as if it was the most normal thing to ask.
This caught me a bit off-guard, but Brody did some quick thinking and said, “We’ll both take off our shirts if you do too.”
I saw his smug grin and knew he put her back in her spot. But to my big surprise, and judging by Brody’s face, he was just as surprised, she said, “Okay. Cool! Just a sec.”
Her screen went black, and as it did, we quickly glanced wide-eyed at each other. A few moments later, her camera returned online, and she had removed her shirt. She smiled at us, and her white, blue-dotted bra showed off her well-shaped boobs.
“Cat got your tongue?” she asked, now with a smug grin of her own.
“I uhh…” I stammered.
Next to me, Brody wasn’t wasting any time and took off his shirt. His underdeveloped chest made me proud, and I wanted to show off my muscles to this hot girl. So I also took off my shirt and threw it next to the bed.
“Oohh… nice!” she purred as she looked at us.
“You’re not too bad yourself,” Brody said all studly.
She openly checked me out and asked, “Do you work out, Nathan?”
“Call me Nate. And no, I play a few sports, so I’m kind of a natural,” I boasted.
I could feel Brody’s pride being cracked beside me. I didn’t do this intentionally, but it was nice to impress this girl. But he wouldn’t be put into a corner, so as he pointed toward his crotch, he said, “Yeah… he’s got something to compensate. I don’t…”
He was bigger than me down there. That was a fact. And despite my raging hormones, I saw the humor in his comment. But my heart skipped a beat when Mandy said, “Oh really? Guess we have to check it out then!”
“W… we do?” Brody croaked.
“Oh yeah… Why do you think I’m camming? I want to have fun. Real fun!”
“But I… uhh..” I said as I nervously rubbed the back of my head.
“Oh! I see… but this isn’t a one-way street, guys!”
“You want us to whip out our dicks?” Brody asked, trying to sound all tough.
“I wouldn’t mind,” she giggled, “but just seeing the bulges in your boxers would be fine.”
I let this sink in for a moment. I wouldn’t mind showing my boxers to her. Especially considering she’d probably show something too. But when she said after a few seconds, “For now…” I wasn’t that confident anymore.
But right after she said that Brody started moving next to me. He was taking off his sweats and looked at me with a smile that I couldn’t place. Was this his daring side that didn’t want to chicken out? Did he want to outdo me? Was he horny?
All I knew was that I wasn’t going to be outsmarted by him. So I didn’t wait any longer and slipped out of my sweats, ditching my socks as my pants came off.
“So now what?” Brody asked as we looked at her broadly smiling face.
“Sit close to each other and point the camera there.”
We did just that, and as I looked down, it couldn’t be missed that we were both hard. Our boxers were tented out, and it wasn’t difficult to see whose dick was longer.
“Hmmm…” Mandy said, pretending to think, “I like you both. A lot! But it seems that Brody is indeed more muscular, which I like a lot. But Nathan is clearly a bit longer. Sorry, but no winner, guys!”
Brody smiled, but so did I. A longer dick only helps in the bedroom. But you have to get inside that bedroom first. Being muscular is what chicks liked, and I could see this when I took my shirt off. That way, it would be easier to get into her bedroom. And after that, it wouldn’t matter too much since I wasn’t exactly small down there either.
We sat back down, and our upper half was in the frame again. Mandy smiled wickedly and said, “You guys are fun!”
“You aren’t too bad yourself,” Brody replied smoothly again.
She looked thoughtfully, and after a couple of moments, she asked, “You know what the cam games are?”
I looked over at Brody, and we both shrugged. So I said, “No. It doesn’t ring a bell.”
“It’s a game where you’ll have to do a couple of challenges to gain points. In the beginning, these challenges are pretty tame. But the more challenges you do, the more… interesting it gets.”
“Okay…” Brody said with doubt in his voice, representing my feelings about this game.
“Look at it like a game of truth or dare, but without the truth part. Most of the time, you play just for points, but if you’re interested in playing with me, I can send you Amazon gift cards instead of points when you complete a challenge.”
“I uhh…” I said, not sure what to think of it.
But next to me, Brody said, “Sure! Sounds like fun. How much are we talking about?”
“How about fifty bucks for each completed challenge?”
“Fifty bucks!?” I exclaimed.
“Yeah. Why not? You’re cute, it’s lots of fun, and it’s not like I can’t afford it. Daddy will pay for everything I ask him to.”
“Okay. Cool,” I said, “when do we start with the challenge?”
“How about tonight?”
Brody looked at me, and when he saw me shrug, he said, “Sure! But how do we know it’s for real?”
Mandy smiled and said, “If you show me your dicks, I’ll send a twenty-dollar card.”
“Our dicks?” I asked, a bit surprised.
But it started to make sense now. She wasn’t giving us free money. We had to do something to earn it. And she said that the challenge would be ‘interesting,’ and it was suddenly clear how interesting.
She must’ve noticed our hesitations because she added, “If you do it, you’ll get the gift card, and I’ll show you my boobs. That way, you’ll know I’m serious.”
“Deal!” Brody said without asking me.
Of course he didn’t have to ask because there was no way I’d give up on seeing real boobs on a girl. But we were also taught to not show this stuff online. This might end up online and haunt us for the rest of our lives. But boobs…
“You won’t post this online, will you?”
“Of course not! It’s just the three of us. I just wanna have fun, remember?”
“Who’s first?” Brody asked.
Mandy’s screen was dark again, and I could feel my boner twitch from anticipation. I was going to see boobs!! And in the back of my mind, I was a bit excited about seeing Brody’s dick. I was curious what it looked like after all these years.
Her picture returned, and I was treated with the hottest thing I ever saw up until then. Mandy smiled at us with her small chest pushed forward. I had absolutely no clue about cup sizes back then, but looking back, I guess she had a big A, small B cup.
My hardon was twitching wildly inside my boxers, and the movement in the corner of my eyes confirmed that Brody had the same problem. But damn! That girl looked hot, and she was showing off just for us!
“Your turn, boys,” she said with an excited undertone in her voice.
Brody got to his knees and grabbed the laptop’s screen to point down the webcam. I kept sitting on my feet, still doubting if this was the right thing to do.
Brody looked back at me over his shoulder and said, “Come on, dude!”
“You sure?” I asked softly.
“She’s showing us her tits. And there’s twenty bucks coming our way. Don’t wuss out now, man!”
I was still hesitant but knew Brody was right. I didn’t want to be the pussy that gave up such an opportunity. So I got to my knees and sat close to my best friend. Our hips touched, and I could see our boxer-clad midsection in the webcam frame.
“Ready?” Brody asked.
“Oh yeah… show me the money!” was Mandy’s excited reply.
Brody acted first and started pulling down his boxers at his hip. I started pulling at my own but kept my eyes locked on Brody’s front. A couple of moments later, his cut boner sprang free and bobbed up and down in front of him.
It looked longer than mine but also a little thinner. His dickhead was small and pointy, whereas mine was thick and blunt.
The moment my boner was released, and I looked down at both of them, I saw that I was indeed shorter but much thicker. Brody’s pubes were more prominent than mine and covered almost all of his pubic bone, whereas mine was just a tiny but dark patch above my dick. Our boners were moving up and down with our heartbeat, and I couldn’t deny how much I liked the view of our hard cocks next to each other.
“Wow…” Mandy whispered.
We sat like this for a few seconds, unsure what to do. My right arm hung behind Brody, and I almost touched his butt. The ‘gay thing’ was still an issue to me, so I lay my hand on his right hip. Immediately, Brody copied my action and laid his left hand on my left hip. We kept each other balanced this way, and it felt amazing to hold on to my best friend’s naked body.
“You look great, guys! Can’t wait ‘till this evening.”
Somehow, this was our cue to pull up our boxers. Mandy didn’t react, so I changed the angle of the screen so our faces were visible again.
“You don’t look too bad yourself,” I said in an attempt to be as smooth as Brody, but I quickly realized that I failed miserably.
“Gotta go. Daddy will be home soon. The gift cards are coming in a minute. Back at eleven?”
“Eleven it is,” Brody said.
“Later!” I said.
“Later, guys!” Mandy said, and her hand went to her keyboard.
Her screen went dark, and Brody and I looked at each other. Without saying anything, we immediately started giggling like little girls.
After the silliness was done, I said, “Damn! She was hot!”
“I’d do her here and now!” Brody said, acting all tough.
“Sure…”
At that moment, both our phones beeped. I grabbed mine and looked at the push message. It read that I received an Amazon gift card worth twenty dollars.
“She already sent it to me,” Brody said.
“Yeah… Me too.”
We were quiet for a few moments, and my boner was twitching like crazy. I couldn’t get the image of her freaking hot boobs and Brody’s long, slim boner from my mind.
“This was… hot…” Brody softly said.
I rubbed my hand through my hair and said, “She looks fucking hot! I mean… those tits! Man…”
After a little more silence, Brody said, “If I was alone now, I’d jerk off in under a minute.”
I chuckled at that and replied, “Under half a minute!”
“Nate?”
“What?” I replied, feeling the tension rise.
“Do you wanna jerk together? I mean… I really need it…” Brody said with an urgency in his voice I couldn’t place.
But I was leaking loads of precum and needed to get off too, so I whispered, “Me too…”
“Let’s lay down,” Brody said and got on my bed.
I laid down on the bed and looked to my right, where Brody was lying. He looked at me for the first time since we started this and looked insecure.
I was as horny as I ever was. I probably wasn’t thinking clearly because of that, but I didn’t want to wait any longer. And since Brody saw my dick a few minutes ago, I was no longer afraid to pull down my boxers. So I did just that, and with an obscene sound, my hardon slapped against my belly. Brody looked down at my exposed boner but didn’t make a move yet.
“You’ve got a good one, Dude,” he said.
I looked at him and was lost for anything else to say. So I said, “Thanks!”
“Sorry, I said that with Mandy. It was… you know…”
“I really don’t care! It was fucking hot. And now, I really need to…” I said and gripped my hardon in my fist.
Brody got the hint and started to move. He slid down his boxers, and I loved how big it looked on his small frame. But I was so worked up by now that almost anything would turn me on. So I blamed it on that.
Not that I cared. I needed to get off, so I slowly started stroking myself. I heard Brody’s boxers hit the floor, and he gripped his dick, my eyes glued between his legs. His technique was about the same as mine. Only he turned his wrist a little right before he reached the tip of his cock. When he moved back down, his wrist turned back.
“This is hot…” Brody said between his pants.
“Oh yeah…” I panted, “You do it the same as me…”
“I see that… ahh…”
I had my eyes locked on Brody’s beating hand. And as I quickly glanced at him because this might be gay, I immediately learned he did precisely the same as me.
“I… ohhh… sometimes play with my balls…” Brody panted and brought his left hand into play.
This meant his elbow touched my side, but he didn’t react. I let out a soft, involuntary moan and tried to focus on his left hand. He started toying with his balls, which I never did while jacking off. So I figured I should try that too, and the moment I cupped my balls, I moaned again.
“Feels… oohhh… good, huh!?”
“Oh yeah!” I replied, not taking my eyes off his shiny dickhead every time it stuck out of his fist.
“I’m… hmmm… close, Dude!”
“Ohhh… me too!” I replied as my balls started tingling more intensely than they ever did before.
“Here… aaaaahhhhh!!” Brody hissed.
I looked wide-eyed at his dick as spurts of cum started shooting from its tip. The first one flew out with such force it hit him on his chin. The next hit me on my arm, and the warm liquid, combined with my heavily panting and cumming friend, pushed me over the edge.
“Aahhh!!” I groaned and had to close my eyes as the intensity of my cum overwhelmed me.
Shot after shot landed on my chest and belly, and feeling the warmth and softness of my best friend’s body next to me, was both comforting and hot as fuck. I never came so much and hard in my life before.
“Fucking hell…” Brody whispered.
“Holy shit!”
“That was great, Nate. I’m glad you wanted to do this now. Otherwise, I would’ve probably exploded,” Brody chuckled.
“Yeah… I couldn’t get Mandy out of my head, man,” I lied.
“Uhhh… yeah. Right! Her tits are amazing. Can’t wait to see her pussy. You think she’ll show us?”
“Dunno. Sure hope so!”
I reached beneath my bed and grabbed the towel I kept there. I wiped myself and tried not to look too obviously at Brody. But seeing his softening dick lying on his thigh, pointing toward me, and his glistening cum on his body was hotter than I wanted it to be.
I hesitated slightly about what to do with the glob of his cum that had landed on my arm. Obviously, I knew how my cum tasted. But I was curious as hell about another boy’s cum. Did it have the same texture as mine? Was it just as sticky? Did it taste the same?
But there was no way I could do this without Brody noticing. So I wiped it off just as I did with the rest and handed Brody the towel.
“Thanks,” he said and started cleaning himself.
While wiping his chest and belly, he asked, “What do you think these challenges are? I mean… if she’s willing to pay money, I’m guessing it won’t be just showing our dicks and pulling a stupid face.”
“Dunno,” I shrugged, “I guess we have to stupid things with our dicks out. Like running around, bouncing it up and down, showing our asses, that sort of stuff. Maybe jack it a little in front of the camera.”
“And would you do that if she’d ask?”
I was quiet for a moment to give Brody the impression I was thinking about it. Then I looked openly at his dick and said, “Yeah. I think I will. I mean… I never thought that jacking together would be so much fun. And we get paid to do it this way. But we need to convince her to show how she does it. I’m not only in it for the money, you know?”
“Yeah. Me too. And you’re right! This was pretty neat…”
I didn’t want to make it weird, so I pulled up my boxers that were still around my ankles and got up. The ruffling behind me told me Brody was doing the same. But when I turned around as I was pulling up my sweats, Brody was facing me, and his dick hung over the waistband of his boxers. After a long moment, he eventually pulled at the waistband, and his dick disappeared from view.
Was he showing off? Or did I read into something that wasn’t there? This was getting confusing, but I couldn’t deny I was much more interested in my friend than I was this morning.
“Nate?”
“Sup?”
“Let’s… you know… make a deal.”
“A deal?”
“Yeah. Mandy is hot, and we both wanna…. I dunno… impress her. But let’s face it. We’re never gonna meet her in real life.”
“So?”
“Why don’t we try to not outdo the other. It’s fun for both of us. And if we stop treating it like… you know… a battle, I think it’s even more fun!”
I was glad he said this. I didn’t know how to bring it up, but I thought the same. So I playfully bumped him on his shoulder and said, “Deal! We’re a team here, so let’s work it out together.”
We both got dressed, headed down and booted the PlayStation. I didn’t want to talk about it, and Brody also seemed to avoid the subject, so we were up for a lot of shooting and shouting in front of the tv.
It was his eyes that caught my attention. A pair of bright, vibrantly green eyes that, even from about fifteen to twenty feet away, stood out among the crowd of people moving back and forth across the pier. Even when someone would pass between us, the moment those eyes came back into view, they drew me in like a black hole.
My family and I were visiting the Los Angeles area that weekend. Well…more accurately, my mother and I were visiting LA. For her and I, this trip was a vacation. My father, however, was there for work. He was the CEO of a major agribusiness based in Minnesota. The company had branches in every state in the Midwest, as well as a few on both coasts, including ones in both Southern and Northern California. While he was up near Bakersfield touring the facilities and farms near there, my mother and I were making the most of our time in and around the LA area.
We had already visited several of the major landmarks. We had gone to Griffith Park and the observatory, walked along part of Hollywood Boulevard and looked at the stars on the Walk of Fame, went to Burbank and saw both the Warner Brothers and Universal Studios, and of course we went to Disneyland and spent a full day there. You’d think I would be having the absolute time of my life…but inside I was miserable, and had been for a while now.
See, my parents are the kind of people who micromanage the crap out of everything. That’s fine for my dad running a successful business, but that also applies to their lives and by extension, mine. In the thirteen years of my life, my entire adult life was more or less preordained. I would take a job with Dad’s business and work my way up the ladder, eventually taking over completely when he retires. I would find a nice girl, get married, and give my parents at least one grandchild.
It all sounds perfectly fine, if a little overbearing, doesn’t it? The only problem is, I’m gay. I have absolutely no interest at all in having sex with a girl.
Obviously, my parents don’t know and I can never tell them. Not because they would get angry and kick me out of the house or anything like that. They’re not homophobic. I just don’t have the heart to break the news to them that they will never have any grandchildren.
At first, I thought I could manage it somehow. Maybe I could make myself become interested in girls and breasts and vaginas and stuff. I tried looking up some porn on the internet, but I ended up focusing entirely on the men in the videos and pictures. The women did absolutely nothing for me.
And so there I was, a lonely and miserable thirteen year old, standing on the Santa Monica Pier watching the people move about. I had left my mother to sun herself on the beach. “Don’t wander off too far, Sam,” was her only instruction to me, and I had no real intention of doing so. It would be so easy to get myself lost, and even though I hated having to stay in the closet with my folks they were still my family.
I wandered up to the pier itself and found a spot near the rail that was vacant to watch the people. Naturally, my eyes were drawn more to the guys than the girls, particularly the guys who were in better shape. This being California, there were quite a lot of them around. It was while gazing at the perfectly sculpted chest of one grown man that I saw them. Those brilliant, green eyes.
They were attached to a boy, about my age or perhaps a bit younger, with beautifully tanned skin. He had a head of thick brown hair that hung down just above his shoulders. He was only wearing a pair of blue swim trunks and flip flops, so of course I had to check his body out. I couldn’t see a speck of fat on him, and while he was far from ripped he was most definitely fit. I could see a little muscle definition in his chest and just the barest beginnings of a six pack. He was, without question, the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen in my life.
And then it hit me that he was looking directly at me. Not at a person close by, not in my general direction. Straight into my own blue eyes.
I could tell I was blushing as I realized I’d been caught staring. I just hoped not so much that he could see from where he was standing. With how pale my skin was, though, I was sure *any* blushing was enough to be seen. I decided that now was a very good time to go somewhere else. Anywhere else but here. I pushed myself away from the rail, turned towards the amusement park area of the pier and resisted the urge to look behind me and see if that beautiful boy was still looking at me.
I ducked into the first building I walked by, which happened to be a small arcade. Needing a distraction, I walked around until I found a game that looked interesting, a fighting game from about fifteen years ago. I had some quarters in my pocket, so I popped a few in the machine and selected my character.
The first match began, but I was barely paying attention. My thoughts were still filled with that boy, his toned body, his tanned skin, his thick hair, and those bright green eyes. I was so caught up in my own head that I didn’t even hear the sound of quarters being dropped into the slot when suddenly the action froze and the message “HERE COMES A NEW CHALLENGER!” appeared on the screen.
I turned to see who my opponent was and was greeted by those eyes once more. It was him; he followed me. I felt the heat rise up in my cheeks and quickly averted my eyes.
“Hey,” he said and I swear it was like an angel speaking to me. Perfect body, perfect voice, and he was speaking to me.
“Uh…h-hi,” I managed to say, hoping I wasn’t making a complete ass of myself.
“I haven’t seen you around here before. You on vacation?”
“Um…yeah,” I replied. “Well…sort of. My dad’s here for business, but my mom and I are just here for vacation.”
“Cool,” he said. “I live just a couple blocks from here, so I come over all the time. This is one of my favorite places.”
“It is? Why?”
“All the eye candy.”
I assumed he was talking about all the girls in their swimsuits, but then he pointed to a young man of about 17 or 18 walking by the arcade in nothing but a speedo. “Like that guy over there.”
My breath caught in my throat. Did this boy just tell me he was gay? He turned back to look at me and grinned. I could feel my face getting warm again and he grinned wider. “You know, you look even cuter when you blush.”
I was completely embarrassed now. The boy put a hand on my shoulder and I felt an electric charge jump through me. “Oh man, I’m sorry if I embarrassed you,” he said. “It’s just I spotted you in the crowd and thought you looked cute. And then when you saw me looking and got all red in the face I had to come talk to you.”
By now, the game had been totally forgotten and the fight ended in a time out. I somehow manage to look at him again.
“I’m Gavin,” he said, extending his hand to me, “but my friends all call me Gav.”
I take it and once again I feel a jolt run up my body. The skin of my arms broke out in goosebumps. “I-I’m Sam,” I squeaked. “It’s nice to meet you, Gavin.”
Gavin giggled, and like his voice it’s like music to my ears. “I said my friends call me Gav.”
I blushed once more, but managed to smile. I hadn’t even thought this trip would find me making a brand new friend. Now that we were properly introduced, I felt a little less self-conscious looking Gav over. A little less. He was even more beautiful up close. His smile, which he did often, positively lit up his face, his pearly white teeth a sharp contrast from his tanned skin.
Or…was it tan? Looking him over…and only slightly ogling his chest and abs…I noticed a complete lack of tan lines around the waistband of his trunks. So perhaps this was his natural skin color. Whatever the case was, he was a hottie through and through.
“So…” Gav said, bringing me out of the clouds, “you’re what? Thirteen? Fourteen?”
“Thirteen,” I told him, to which he nodded almost approvingly. “You?” I ask, curious if my guess was right.
“Twelve,” he answered, and I grinned. “And am I right in assuming you’re gay?”
A sudden panic hit me and I looked around, almost instinctively, as if my mother had maybe appeared out of thin air. When I calmed back down and took a moment to breathe, I realized I didn’t necessarily need to worry so much. “Y-yeah,” I said. “Um…how could you tell?”
“It was the way you were looking at me, and the way you blushed when you realized I was looking at you. I bet you got lots of boyfriends back home, right? Cute guy like you must have lots of them.”
I sighed as reality came crashing back down on me. I shook my head. “Hardly. I haven’t even had one.”
Gav looked at me like I was a Martian or something. “Whaaaaat?”
I briefly told him about my situation and how that had forced me into the closet.
“Oh man, that sucks,” Gav said when I finished telling him.
“I know,” I said, trying to hold back a few tears. “And it isn’t that my parents are homophobic or anything. It’s just that they really REALLY want at least one grandchild, and I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
Gav stood there, thinking for a moment, then leaned in close. “Wanna hang out with me?”
I blinked, not quite believing my ears. “Hang…hang out?”
“Yeah, like…like a date,” he said. “I wanna get to know you a little better. If you want, of course.”
I still was in disbelief. This boy, this beautiful, gorgeous boy had just asked *me* out. Me, some random kid he’d only just met. He was beautiful, but he was also a complete stranger. I didn’t know him from a hole in the ground, but…I wanted to get to know him. I had never met anyone like him, not just so good looking, but so self confident and sure of himself as he seemed to be.
And after all, what were my chances of anything even remotely like this ever happening again? As a wise man once said in one of my dad’s favorite movies, you gotta grab life by the lips and YANK as hard as you can.
“Yeah,” I said. “I’d love to.”
Without warning, Gav took me by the wrist, sending yet another shock through me, and led me back out onto the pier. He held my hand as we walked. I was nervous at first, worried that people would see and judge me, but after a few moments I began to realize that hardly anyone seemed to even notice and most of those that did didn’t seem to care. We even had one cute older guy glance down at our hands and give us a genuinely warm smile. That helped me to relax and get back to enjoying my time with Gav.
He led me all around the amusement park, getting us a bunch of tickets so we could go on some of the rides. We started simple with the bumper cars, working together in separate cars to double team anyone who challenged us. Then we went to one of the food vendors and got ourselves hot dogs to eat. He tried to convince me to ride with him on the roller coaster, but that was too fast a ride for me, especially right after eating. Instead, we walked around for a little bit, exploring the other vendors selling t-shirts, hats, shades, and other little souvenirs.
Once we thought our food had settled, we went back to riding, though the coaster was still out. We went on the scrambler and I felt my heart speed up every time inertia would force our bodies together. The way Gav would giggle only made it go even faster. This was my first time ever feeling something like this, but it was plainly obvious what was happening. I was over the moon for him.
After that, we went on the big ferris wheel. I was nervous, partly because of a mild fear of heights, but also because now I was going to be completely alone with Gav. There wasn’t a large crowd of people milling about around us. It was just him, the most perfect guy I had ever met, and me in the little gondola.
Like a moment out of every romantic movie ever made, the wheel came to a complete stop when we were near the very top. Far below us, I could just barely hear the noise of the crowd. Every so often, the screams from the roller coaster would soar above it all. It felt like a whole world away from us.
We sat there, looking out onto the Pacific Ocean. I had been to lakes, even one of the Great Lakes, but standing before one of them pales in comparison to looking out at the ocean. To just look out and see nothing but water, and then to realize that it goes on even further beyond the horizon, is an awesome thing to see.
“It’s beautiful,” I said.
“Yeah,” I heard Gav say just next to me. “It’s funny. I grew up here, I’ve looked out at the ocean at least once a day, but I’ve never stopped to really take it in, you know? Guess I always just took it for granted.”
“This is the first time I’ve ever been to the ocean,” I said. “It’s one of the two most beautiful things I’ve ever seen in my life.” I turned to look at him. “The really amazing thing is, I saw them both today.”
I have no idea where the hell that even came from and it was out of my mouth before I knew it. Gav snapped his head around to look at me, just as surprised at what I said. I felt the heat rise up my cheeks again, but then I saw his cheeks begin to redden, too. Was…was he blushing? At some corny thing *I* said?
We stared at each other for a few seconds, then Gav burst into laughter. “That was maybe the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me,” he said. “Are you *sure* you haven’t had a boyfriend?”
I began to giggle, a little less embarrassed now. “It’s the truth,” I said. “I just wish this day didn’t have to end.”
Gav’s laughter slowed to a stop and he looked intently at me. Again, I felt myself being drawn into his green eyes, drifting closer and closer…until I realized he was actually leaning forward.
My eyes shot wide open as I felt his lips push up against mine. He was kissing me. Gav was kissing me, and it felt amazing. My initial shock gave way to immense joy. Not only was I having my first kiss, but it was with this amazing, incredible boy I was absolutely smitten over.
I closed my eyes and pressed back against his lips. I felt his hand caress my cheek, then gently grasp the back of my head, holding me fast as he deepened the kiss. At that moment, I felt something awaken deep within me. Suddenly and without any warning, I felt an almost ravenous hunger for more. I kissed him back, a low growl forming in the back of my throat. His lips were like a drug and I was hooked.
I felt a shudder run through both of our bodies. I think I even took him by surprise, because he attempted to pull back a little. I was having none of it, though. My body acted before my brain even had the chance to fire a single synapse, grabbing and clutching his shoulders as we kissed.
Gradually, the rest of my senses began to push themselves forward and I became aware that the crowd noises had increased in volume. I began to wonder how that could be when a chorus of hoots and hollers rose up right outside the gondola. I opened my eyes and looked to see that the shuddering I had felt was actually the ferris wheel starting back up and moving us back to the ground.
I quickly broke the kiss and pushed myself away from Gav, but the damage was done. We had been seen by a few dozen or so people making out like there was no tomorrow. No one seemed too put off by our public display, though. In fact, many people were clapping loudly.
“Get a room, you two!” one person shouted.
Gav quickly grabbed me by the wrist and we beat a hasty retreat, making our way off of the pier and down onto the sand. When we got there, Gav let my hand go and walked a few steps ahead of me. He had been silent the whole way here. I wondered, had I gone too far? Had I overstepped my boundaries with him? Had I just gone and ruined everything?
“Gav?” I asked, timidly. “Gav, I–”
He whirled around and looked into my eyes. “Wanna go back to my place?” he asked.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“My place,” he repeated with a little smile. “It’s only a few blocks from here, and we’ll have some real privacy.”
I was torn. On the one hand, I wanted so badly to spend as much time as I could with Gav, but on the other…
“What about my mom?” I asked. “I don’t want to worry her.”
“We won’t be gone too long,” he said. “I promise.”
He looked at me with his brilliant eyes, almost pleading with them, and I gave in to my desires again.
“Okay, let’s go.”
Gav was right. His home was really close, a condominium complex about three blocks away from the pier. There didn’t seem to be anyone at the door to greet us, but Gav just punched in a code to unlock the front door. He led me up all the way to the top floor and to his unit. The entire time, my heart was pounding in my chest, wondering just what Gav had in mind. That hunger I felt before never fully left, and the more I looked at Gavin’s gorgeous body, the more I felt my dick stirring in my trunks.
He unlocked the door to his unit and stepped inside, waving me to follow. The moment I did, I felt Gav’s lips crash into mine again. I felt myself staggering back, only to bump into the door. I hadn’t even been aware he’d closed it. He kissed me at least as hungrily as I had kissed him earlier and I wondered if maybe something had awakened in him, too.
I felt his hands slide underneath my shirt, pushing it up to my neck. I shivered and flinched as his hands touched my ticklish stomach, but that only encouraged him. Gav broke the kiss and pulled my shirt over my head, throwing it down onto the floor. He looked at my bare chest. Compared to him, I was nothing; just some skinny white kid with his ribs poking out a little from his chest.
“Sorry it’s not much to look at,” I said.
Gav just shook his head. “You’re perfect exactly as you are,” he told me, smiling as he leaned in to kiss and suck the base of my neck.
I gasped in shock. I didn’t know kissing there felt so good. My skin tingled all over the spots where his lips and tongue kissed, sucked, and licked. Gav pressed the thigh of one leg between both of mine, grinding it against my dick. I felt it harden in my trunks, causing me to whimper and moan a little.
Gav chuckled and began to slowly drop down to his knees. As he went, he ran his hands all over, up and down my torso, kissing and licking my chest and nipples. I looked down at him looking up at me, the front of my trunks poking out right at him. Oh God, I thought, this was really happening.
I sucked in my breath as I felt the tips of his fingers on my hips, forcing themselves past the waistband of my trunks. In one smooth motion, he gripped them and pulled them down my legs. I let my breath out in a thick sigh as I felt my cock released from its confinement and the open air touched it.
My cock was about four and a half inches fully hard, and it was pointed right in Gav’s face. He looked at it with his beautiful green eyes while I felt incredibly exposed. This was all happening so fast and yet somehow just right at the same time.
“It’s gorgeous,” he said, then he looked up at me. “May I?”
I blinked. “May you…what?” I asked, unsure. Surely he didn’t mean…
“May I…touch it?” he asked with an impish grin.
Again, I was torn. My heart was telling me to give myself over to him, but my brain was telling me to think about my duty to my parents. Their plans for me did not include having sex with another boy.
But this was my life, I finally reasoned, not theirs.
“Yes,” I said softly. “Please touch me.”
Gav’s grin became a wide smile and I watched in what felt like super slow motion as his hand came up and his fingers curled themselves around the shaft of my cock. The jolt of pleasure I felt was the most powerful one yet. I had jerked myself off countless times before, like any other red blooded boy, but the feeling of your own hand on your junk absolutely pales in comparison when another person touches you.
Especially when it’s someone as adept as Gav seemed to be. He began stroking me slowly, like he was sizing me up, before finding a steady pace. He twisted his hand gently one way with each upstroke, then back the other way with each downstroke. It wasn’t how I was used to jacking it, adding even more strong sensations through my body. It was a very good thing the door was right behind me to support me, or else my wobbly legs would have sent me crashing to the floor.
I watched as he steadily and expertly jerked me, my pleasure building up a bit, only for him to ease off a little and let it die down, only to build it back up again and go just a hair further before easing back off again.
“H-how many boyf-friends have you ha-had?” I managed to ask as my lungs and diaphragm were constantly short circuiting because of him.
“Boyfriends, as in *actual* boyfriends?” he asked.
I wasn’t aware of any other kind of boyfriends out there, so I simply nodded my head.
“None,” he said, which surprised the heck out of me. “I have some fuck buddies from school that I’ll mess around with, but none of them are ever serious.” He got a bit of a sad look on his face. “Some of them are closeted, some of them are just looking for a quick lay and don’t care whether it’s a girl or a boy, and some are open but aren’t looking for anything serious.”
“How could anyone not want to be boyfriends with someone as beautiful as you?” I asked, my mouth again speaking before my brain had a chance to even think.
Gav looked up at me, that impish grin returning. “Again with the epic flirting!” he said. “Are you saying you’d like to be my boyfriend?”
I swallowed. “I would be the luckiest guy in the world,” I said.
Gav stood up, still grinning. “Then let’s see what else you got,” he said as he led me away from the door and into the living room. He pushed me down onto the sofa and I watched as he hooked his thumbs in his trunks and shoved them down. My breath stopped as I saw his rock hard dick come out. I had a small tuft of hair around mine, but Gav was still completely hairless. Also unlike mine, his was uncut, though the tip was just barely peeking out from the foreskin. I also noticed that he definitely didn’t have any tan lines. So this had to be his natural skin color. Not that I really cared. He was sublime.
He stepped out of his trunks and walked up next to my head. As he climbed on top of me, I realized what he had in mind. Sure enough, that glorious cock of his was soon dangling directly over my face and I felt Gav’s hand and breath on my own. Before I had a chance to really take in what was happening to me now, I felt the most incredible thing yet as Gav took my cock into his mouth and began sucking.
“OH!” I cried out, out of both surprise and pleasure. My entire body flinched, arching my back and my hands grasping at the sofa to keep from falling off. I had watched plenty of porn online, and that included tons of blowjob clips. I knew it had to feel amazing, but nothing could have prepared me for what one actually *felt* like. “Amazing” doesn’t even come close to describing how it felt. My entire body shivered and it became difficult to breathe normally.
I heard Gav giggle, his mouth still wrapped around my cock. That alone sent shockwaves up my spine as the vibrations resonated and amplified themselves through my dick. Through the stars in my vision, I became aware that he was wiggling his hips and making his own dick swing in front of my face.
With a shaky hand, though whether that was nerves or because Gav was making my entire body shake I couldn’t say, I gingerly took his dick in my fingers. I heard Gav hum as I did, sending yet another jolt through me. As I mentally prepared myself to give my first ever blowjob, I took a moment to give his dick a good look.
I tilted it one way, then the other, angling my own head to get the best view. He looked just a bit smaller than me, maybe about four inches, with his little ball sack still hugging pretty close to his body. I ran my hand over it, feeling his balls shift around a little as I did, then returned to his shaft. I slid the skin down, revealing the head. I had caught glimpses of my classmates’ junk in the showers after PE, but this was the first dick other than my own that I *really* looked at. And like the boy it was attached to, I thought it was absolutely perfect.
But just because it looked perfect, how sure could I be that it would taste good, too? I hadn’t even *touched* another dick until just now, much less had one in my mouth. Working up as much nerve as I could, I leaned my head up, extended my tongue, and gave the tip a quick lick. Gav instantly flinched a little, letting out a muffled yelp, which again reverberated up my body.
I ran my tongue over my lips, judging how my first, admittedly brief, taste of cock was. I didn’t really taste anything I would consider bad. A little salty from his sweat, perhaps, but otherwise I realized it was just skin. Before I could talk myself out of it, I opened my mouth, grabbed Gav’s hips, and pulled his cock completely into my mouth and began to suck as best I could.
I had absolutely no clue if I was doing it well or even if I was doing it *right*, but I tried to imitate what I felt Gav doing to me. I let my lips glide along the head and shaft as I pulled him down into my mouth, careful not to scrape my teeth on it. I let it rest against my tongue for a moment as I grew a little more accustomed to how it felt. I felt it twitch a few times, just as I felt my own cock twitch inside of Gav’s mouth. I pulled my head back down, sucking gently as I felt him slide back out. When just the tip was left inside my mouth, I reversed course, pushing him back into my mouth.
I heard Gav moan softly and figured I must be doing okay, so I kept going. As I began to get the hang of what I was doing, I decided to try and match his speed and technique. I still wasn’t sure I was doing it right, but the sounds he was making suggested I was. I felt the fingers of one hand slide between my butt cheeks, rather close to my asshole. I shuddered, the mental image of his cock pushing into me immediately springing to my mind. I wasn’t sure I was quite ready for that, but if it was with Gavin, I would try anything.
We laid like that for several minutes, sucking each other. Our slurping and moaning filled the room and my ears. It sounded like every porno I had ever watched, but the fact that it was actually happening to me just made me grow hotter.
Before I knew it, I felt my balls getting ready to let loose. I had no idea if Gav knew, but I didn’t want him caught unaware. I let his cock slip out of my mouth to speak. “Gav…I’m gonna cum soon…”
Gav responded by going even faster. My eyes almost crossed as he blew me. I couldn’t focus on anything, so I simply laid back as he finished his work. I bit my lip and groaned loudly as I came the hardest I had ever cum before. Gavin didn’t let up for a moment, sucking and swallowing shot after shot. I didn’t think I even shot that much actual cum, but he just kept sucking until I finally just sort of sagged back onto the couch in exhaustion.
Panting, I smacked his butt. “Stop…stop…” I breathed. “It…it’s too much…” He finally slowed and released my cock from his lips, looking back and grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
I laid there, slowly catching my breath, while he continued to dangle his own hard cock above me. I gave him a half-hearted smile, letting him know I wasn’t about to leave him hanging. When I felt recovered enough, I made a deliberate show of wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him back down. I went back to work on his cock, determined to give him the same level of pleasure he had just given me.
He must have been pretty far along himself, because it was only a minute or so later that I heard him speak. “Oh, fuck, Sam, I’m close.”
Now I had a choice. I had never tasted cum, not even my own, so I really wasn’t sure it was something I would like. On the other hand, it seemed like it would be rude of me to not at least try it. And at his age, would he even have anything to shoot? I had started at about twelve, but it was very thin.
I decided it would only be fair to catch his cum, if any, in my mouth, so I did as he had done and doubled my efforts. Now it was his turn to squirm and squeal as I blew him. I heard a long, protracted hum come from Gav’s lips, which was followed by the first spurt of cum hitting my tongue.
As I thought, it wasn’t very thick. It was soon followed by a second, third, and fourth small spurt. After that, his cock just twitched in my lips. His cum wasn’t half bad, actually, but that might have been because it was so thin. Still, I gulped it all down and let him pop out of my mouth with a smack.
After a few moments of silence, while we both regained our breath, Gav swiveled himself around so we were face to face. “This is the most fun I’ve had with a guy for a while,” he said, smiling.
I smiled back at him, but his comment brought another question to my mind. “How long have you been doing stuff like this?”
“Couple years,” he said, rather matter-of-factly. “I always knew I was gay and my mom always encouraged me to be myself, so I’ve never been in the closet.” His eyes grew a little sad as he looked down into my eyes. “I can’t imagine what it’s like for you.”
“It’s tough,” I said with a heavy sigh. I hugged Gav close to me. “I never imagined it could be like this. I want more. If only because I may never get this chance again.”
Gav pushed himself back up and kissed me softly on the lips. “Here, let’s swap places.” He stood up, helped me to my feet, and laid down in my place. I watched with widening eyes as he raised his legs up to present his asshole to me.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“You wanted more, right?” he asked. “I don’t usually go so far so fast, even with my friends, but…I feel something different with you. I want you to fuck me.”
I swallowed and looked at his ass. It looked so enticing and I couldn’t resist my desires. I climbed onto the sofa into position and took hold of my cock, still wet with Gav’s spit. I lined the head up against his hole and slowly pushed in. There was some resistance, but not nearly as much as I was anticipating. I watched in awe as the head disappeared inside. Gav sucked in his breath sharply and I froze, afraid I had hurt him. “You want me to pull out?” I asked, concern rising in my voice.
“No, no. It’s fine,” he said, gently grabbing my shoulder. “It’s just been a while since I had a cock in me. Just give me a sec.”
I stayed perfectly still and just waited. I gradually felt the grip around my dick loosen a little and Gav’s breathing returned to something close to normal. At last, he looked at me with those eyes and nodded. “Okay,” he said. “I should be good now.”
I slowly pushed forward again and was surprised at how much easier my cock slid in. I watched in awe as all four and a half inches of it push into Gavin, but it wasn’t until I felt our skin come into contact that the enormity of this really hit home.
I was having sex.
Actual sex.
With another boy.
I was having actual *gay* sex.
And I was having it with the most gorgeous boy I had ever met.
I took a moment to check out how it felt inside of Gav’s ass. Since it was my first time, I had no basis for comparison, of course. The closest thing I could even think to compare it to was his mouth, but both sensations were unique. Gavin’s mouth was decidedly wetter and a bit slimmer because of his spit. His butt was tighter and perhaps a bit hotter. He also would occasionally clench his butt a bit, which squeezed my cock and sent shudders through me.
“Fuck me, Sam,” Gav said softly, but with a tremendous need underneath it. “Please fuck me.”
Even as a total newb, I had seen enough porn to know what to do. I slowly pulled myself back out, stopping when only the head remained inside, then just as slowly pushed back in. I felt the tip brush up against something and Gav shook and let out a moan that resonated with something deep in my core. It made me feel…powerful. I made him make that sound. Me. I wanted–no, I *needed*–to hear it again.
I repeated my movements exactly the same and again Gav let out another moan. And another. And another. Each moan only fed my desire for him. Feeling bolder, I began to roll my hips a little faster. Gav responded with a gasp and a whine, biting his lip and squinting his eyes shut. Even like this, he was gorgeous. Perhaps even more so.
I leaned down over him, his legs pressed between our shoulders, and began to find my rhythm. My panting breath joined his moaning, sending my mind into a sexual haze. The rest of the world drained away from my thoughts. The room, the neighbors, the pier, the beach, my mother, all of it gone. It was just Gav and myself, alone in our little bubble.
As I pumped my cock in and out of him, I felt Gav begin to squeeze the muscles around his hole around me, gripping my dick. I grunted each time he did it as it helped nudge me closer to the edge.
If we hadn’t just cum a few minutes before, we probably would have already. Instead, it took me some time to build up to my next climax. Gav would jolt and jump a little beneath me as I felt my cock rub up against his prostate. Watching him like that gave me an idea. I sat up a little and reached my hand down to take his cock and began stroking him.
“Oh, Jesus!” he yelped, arching his back and clutching at the couch cushions as I jerked him off. “Oh, fuck, don’t stop!”
I wasn’t about to. In fact, seeing him acting so helpless under my touch gave me a huge rush. I synced up my stroking with my thrusts, tugging up as I pulled out and back down as I shoved back in. Gav managed to look up at me through slitted eyes and smiled. I burned the sight into my memory.
His eyes shut once again and I watched as his mouth became a perfect circle. He let out one last moan and I felt his dick throb in my hand. More of his thin cum began to shoot out onto his belly and I felt his ass clamp down on my own dick. With the added grip, plus watching Gav cum before my eyes, I barely lasted another five seconds before I felt my balls draw up and I shot my own load into him.
As our climaxes faded and we regained our senses again, I let myself sag down on top of Gav, who wrapped his arms around me. His legs and his cum were still sandwiched between us and my cock was still buried in his butt, but it somehow felt bizarrely wholesome and sweet to me to be held so close.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of a bolt turning and my eyes shot open as the door opened. A second later, I heard a female voice. “Ugh…Gav, what did Mom tell you about leaving your clothes on the–” She stopped as she came into the living room and saw Gav and me on the couch. “Oh,” she said, seemingly not at all surprised by the sight before her. “You know Mom’s gonna kill you if you get cum stains on the couch again.”
“Oh, relax,” Gav said, sounding a little annoyed. “We just finished and his dick’s still inside me. I was gonna get us up and shower in a couple minutes.”
Despite my utter embarrassment, I looked at the newcomer and stared. I was 100% gay, but if any girl could have made me try going straight it would probably be this girl. She looked about the same age as Gav, but more than that, she was the spitting image of him, right down to his emerald eyes. The only obvious differences were the fact that she had a pair of small breasts underneath the top of a two piece swimsuit and she had longer hair that went down between her shoulders.
“I haven’t seen him before,” she said, giving me a long look of her own. “He’s cute. Is he new?”
“Visiting on vacation,” Gav replied. I was still trying to wrap my brain around how they could be so nonchalant about her walking in on us just after we’d had sex.
She seemed to finally notice how much like a deer in the headlights I looked. “Sorry,” she said, smiling a little. “I should introduce myself. I’m Gabrielle, Gavin’s twin sister.” She held her hand out to me, which I hesitantly shook, the heat burning up my cheeks as I gave her my name. “He’s even cuter when he blushes.”
“Right?!” Gav exclaimed. “Exactly what I said!”
Gabrielle giggled. “Oh, don’t be embarrassed, Sam. Our mom taught us to be proud of our bodies. We’ve seen each other, and our mom, naked all the time.” She leaned over and needled Gav in his side. “And I’ve walked in on him in the middle of banging one of his fuck buddies more than once.”
“Please don’t call him that, Gabby,” Gav said, surprising me with how firm his voice became. “He’s nobody’s fuck buddy. You didn’t hear him flirting earlier. Whoever ends up nabbing him is going to be the luckiest boy on earth.”
Gabby was just as surprised as me. “I have never heard you talk like that about a guy.”
“I know,” he said, looking at me and smiling warmly. “I know I only just met him, but…he’s really, really sweet.” His eyes perked up as he seemed to have an idea. “Hey, let’s swap numbers. I wanna stay in touch with you, okay?”
I blinked, surprised. “Uh, sure,” I said, grinning as I realized I could stay in touch with him.
“Well, hey,” Gabby said, playfully patting me on the butt. “I got a date of my own to get ready for. It was nice meeting you, Sam, and if you guys do stay on touch I hope I get to know you better than just seeing you naked and fucking my brother.” She stood and walked out of the room. “And don’t get cum on the cushions!”
We both looked at each other and burst into laughter, then Gav pulled me in for a long and tender kiss. “I mean it,” he said when we came up for air. “I wanna stay in touch after today.”
I smiled back at him. “I want that, too.”
We got up and quickly showered to clean ourselves up, then got our trunks back on and went back to the beach. We found my mom close to the spot where I had left her. She had just started to get worried about me and was looking around for me, so we were just in time. After a quick explanation that I had made a friend and lost track of time, I introduced Mom to Gavin.
Before we parted ways, Gav and I exchanged phone numbers and emails. A couple days later, my dad had finished up his business and we were on a flight back to Minnesota. First thing I did when we landed was call Gav and let him know I had made it safely.
We spoke or messaged each other constantly, and when business saw Dad going back out to California a year later, I begged and pleaded with my Mom to include another visit to Santa Monica so I could see Gav again.
He and I spent the whole day together and went to his condo once again to have sex (in his bed this time). I was heartbroken when the time came to say goodbye again, but we promised each other again that we’d stay in touch. Soon after, without any real cause, I noticed my parents didn’t talk about my future quite as often anymore. I wasn’t sure why, but I didn’t think much of it.
Cell phones and emails gave way to Skype and later, Discord. Our chats became a weekly thing and as time went on, I got to know Gabby better as well as their mom. Sometimes, when Gav wasn’t available, I would have a chat with one of them instead just to stay up to date with everything going on in his life. It was during one of those chats with Gabby that everything changed.
“You have no idea how much he’s changed,” she told me. By then, I had turned eighteen and was about to finish high school.
“Oh, come on,” I said, unable to believe that I could have any sort of influence on anyone else, let alone someone like Gavin. “This is Gav we’re talking about.”
“I mean it” she insisted. “You know all those ‘fuck buddies’ I told you about?”
“Yeah?”
“He began to slow down how often he hooked up with them shortly after you left the first time,” she told me. “And he stopped hooking up completely by Christmas that year.”
I could barely believe it. “Seriously?” I asked.
“And you don’t see him when you guys aren’t chatting,” she went on. “He always gets really bummed right after you guys end a call, and his face totally brightens anytime your name gets brought up or he gets a message from you.”
I swallowed. What she was saying actually mirrored myself. Any time I got a text or something from Gav, my heart would pick up and I would smile before I even looked at what he sent. Anyone nearby would laugh and tease that I had a secret girlfriend. It was a little annoying, but with Gav it was worth the irritation.
“I don’t know if he’d admit it, but…I think he’s in love with you.”
And just like that, it hit me. “Gabby,” I said, “I’m in love with him, too.”
Gabby smiled. “Then you need to tell him as soon as you can.”
I faltered. “I know, but…what about my parents? They still don’t know and I can’t break their hearts about wanting grandchildren.”
“Sam, listen to me,” she said. “If they love you, if they truly love you, then they will accept it and you.” She paused for a moment to think. “And if you want to have a kid…then I can help.”
“Help? How?”
“I can be your surrogate and let you use one of my eggs.”
My jaw dropped. In all this time, that idea never once occurred to me. “Are you sure?” I asked. “You…you’d really do that?”
“Sam, you and Gav are perfect for each other. It would be my honor to do this for you guys.”
I could feel tears stinging my eyes. “I…I don’t know what to say,” I blubbered.
“You can start by coming out to your parents, then get your hot little butt back here to my brother.”
And that’s exactly what I did. I sat my parents down that very evening and told them I was gay. Then my mom surprised me by saying they already knew ever since I begged them to go back to Santa Monica and I spent all day with Gav. They said they knew it was up to me to tell them, so they waited.
That explained them letting up on the marriage talk. Part of me wished they had said something earlier, but I could kind of see their point. They told me they only wanted me to be happy, but I could still sense some sadness in their eyes. I knew it was for the grandchildren they thought they would no longer have. When I told them what Gabby had offered to do, we all cried tears of joy.
With no other obstacle in the way, we made one more trip out to LA, only this time we went straight to Santa Monica and Gav’s condo. You should have seen the look of surprise and joy when he opened the door and found me and my parents standing there, and even more surprised when I pulled him into my arms and kissed him right then and there. After a quick introduction to my father, who he was meeting for the first time, I dropped down to one knee and asked him to marry me.
The wedding didn’t happen right away, since Gav was still only seventeen, but that gave us all the time we needed to make all the arrangements for what would come after. Dad set me up with a position at their Bakersfield office, but one where I could work remotely. Gav and I found a condo of our own to move into, and my parents helped us to get ourselves moved in.
Shortly after we were married, true to her word, Gabby acted as both egg donor and surrogate for us. Gav and I still wanted our child to come from an act of lovemaking, so he fucked me to collect my semen. It was the first time I had a cock in my butt and while it wasn’t the most comfortable feeling, it was well worth it. Nine months later, we welcomed a baby boy, whom we named Gabriel after the one who helped us bring her into the world. A year later, again with Gabby’s help, we gave Gabriel a sister, Samantha.
Life has been good to all of us. Our children are healthy, and our families have been there to offer us advice and support. And every day, I get to look into those brilliant green eyes as much as I want and just lose myself in those emerald oceans.
The End
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“Don’t speak! I know what you’re thinking, but it won’t happen!” my mother said.
“But…” I tried.
“No! You’re both too young to go on your own. You’re only twelve years old!”
“Twelve and a half…” I mumbled.
“Exactly. Two twelve ‘and a half’ year old girls don’t spend two nights alone in a cabin on a mountain with hardly any cellphone coverage,” she said, overly emphasizing ‘and a half’.
“But… it’s summer vacation! And you know you can trust Andrea and me,” I pressed.
“It’s not about trust. I know I can trust you. But you’ll be all alone up there, and I think you’re too young for that.”
“You always say we need to go outside instead of looking at our phones all day. And now you…”
“I know, honey. But your dad has to work, and I’ve promised to help grandma, so…” she interrupted me, a little bit kinder now after realizing I was right.
“We don’t want adults around,” I grumbled, “we just want to, you know…”
My mom was quiet for a few moments. And then her face lit up.
“What about your brother?” Mom said with a face as if she had just invented something that could end world hunger. “Tell you what. When Joshua joins you, you can spend these two nights up there.”
“But mom! Joshua is… he’s a… he’s… he’s Joshua!! We’ve got all sorts of plans, and he’ll be…” I tried.
“It’s your choice. Ask your brother, or don’t go. These are the options,” she said and turned around to start doing something in the kitchen.
I was feeling furious by now. We were planning to go there by ourselves and have fun with just the two of us. I was also hoping we could continue where we left off during our last sleepover. I let my mind drift back to the previous weekend…
* * *
We were staying over at Andrea’s house, and while we watched one of the Twilight movies and drooled over Robert Pattinson, we painted each other’s nails. We were dressed in oversized t-shirts and panties. So when Andrea bent forward to grab a tissue from the box, I could see down her shirt and saw her naked boobs.
We used to take baths together when we were younger and changed clothes in front of each other, but after we entered puberty and started growing boobs, this became less frequent. We still undressed in front of each other, and we saw each other naked on several occasions, but it was more of a ‘thing’ now than it was before.
Seeing her small boobs now in this intimate moment made me look at her in a new light. And when her hard, pointy nipples came into view, I felt a tingle shoot through my vagina. I was suddenly getting extremely curious about the rest of her body but wasn’t sure how to bring it up. I kept stealing glances, but I didn’t get another glimpse besides a cameltoe in her green panties. So eventually, I tried steering the conversation toward Devon, BY FAR the hottest boy in our class. Andrea immediately perked up, and we were giggling so loud that Andrea’s mom came knocking.
“Andy, Kelly. It’s time to go to bed now. And please keep the noise down, okay? Roberto and your father are already in bed, so…” her mother said through the crack of the door.
“Okay, Mom,” Andrea said and started putting away the nail polish.
“Of course, Mrs. Lopez,” I said sweetly. “We’ll be quiet now. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, girls,” she said, smiling, and closed the door.
As we crawled into bed, we were still giggling but managed to keep the noise down. My vagina was wetter than it’s ever been before, and I needed to find a way to do something about it. I recently discovered the fine art of masturbation. But I wasn’t sure if Andrea did too, nor did I know what she’d say about me proposing or even doing it.
“Did you see it too last week?” Andrea asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“What do you mean?”
“Devon being pantsed by Mike in the middle of the gym?”
“Oh, that!” I replied, feeling sad for missing that, “no damnit! Missed that.”
“Well… I didn’t,” she whispered conspiratively. “He’s got a big bulge and tight ass. I saw it all!”
“Oh wow. Too bad there aren’t any pictures.”
“Yeah. He’s hot…” Andrea murmured.
“I’d let him take my cherry without even thinking twice about it,” I whispered.
“You go, girl!” Andrea giggled.
“Wouldn’t you?”
After a few moments of silence, she whispered back, “I… uhm… yeah. I guess so.”
“See?” I whispered. “But I heard that big isn’t necessarily better.”
“Well… according to my cousin Maria, bigger is always better,” Andrea chuckled.
“I don’t care. As long as I’m no longer a virgin, it’s good to me. Big or small,” I whispered into the silence that followed.
“As long as it’s not Mateo small,” Andrea giggled, causing me to laugh too.
Mateo is Andrea’s seven-year-old nephew, who always walks around naked in the backyard when he’s over there to go swimming. Even when we’re swimming there too. Of course, we always tease Mateo with it, but he doesn’t care about that at all. But when he got out of the pool the other day, and his little dicky was sticking up like a hard nail, Andrea’s mother stepped in and ordered him to start wearing trunks.
As I contemplated all this, I realized how wet I was between my legs and how I had an ‘I must come soon’ vibe over me.
“Andy?” I whispered.
She must’ve sensed the tension in the air because her reply was also filled with energy.
“What?”
“Do you… uhm… you know… touch yourself sometimes?” I asked with a trembling voice.
A few agonizingly long seconds passed before she whispered back, “Yes.”
“Me too. Do you think… we can do that now?”
“Yeah. After all that talk about Devon and seeing that movie, I really need to. You?”
“Oh. I… uhm… Yeah! I feel like I’m about to explode!” I said softly.
We both giggled nervously, but neither of us made a move. So I glanced over at Andrea and just nodded. I slid my hand inside my panties, and the moment I touched my slippery clit, I let out a deep sigh.
“You… uhm… wanna keep your panties on?” Andrea whispered.
“Guess not,” I replied, glad to get rid of them.
I immediately slid my panties down and dropped them beside the bed. The sound of them hitting the floor caused Andrea to move too, and seconds later, a similar sound confirmed that she also took them off.
My hand returned to that sensitive spot between my legs, and I tentatively started fingering myself. The movement beside me was the confirmation Andrea was doing the same. I was getting into it when our bare legs touched. My first reaction was to pull back, but feeling her warmth and the movement of her leg was an added layer to my growing arousal. I kept wondering how Andrea did it in the back of my head, but besides the blanket movement, combined with her soft moans, I couldn’t see anything worthwhile.
“Ohh… I’m…” I panted, glancing over at Andrea.
The focused and horny look in her eyes as she looked back was all the answer I needed. Her eyes crossed a few heartbeats later, and her body started shaking. Looking at my best friend cumming was more than enough to push me over the edge, and when my orgasm washed over me, I just knew I needed to see if I could do more with her because it was beyond hot doing this together.
When I opened my eyes again, Andrea was smiling wickedly at me.
“That was hot,” she whispered.
“It sure was. I don’t think I ever came this fast before,” I said, smiling lazily.
We lay there for a few seconds, catching our breath, when Andrea asked, “Kel?”
“Sup?”
“I… uhm… will you…” she stammered, followed by, “Never mind.”
“Oh! Come on! What is it?”
“It’s silly. Just drop it,” she said, but it wasn’t convincing.
“Tell me!” I said and poked her in the ribs, causing her to pull back and giggle.
“Okay… would you… mind holding me?”
Well… this wasn’t what I expected, but I would really like holding her, so I replied softly, “Sure! Of course.”
Andrea moved over and pressed herself against me as I spread my arms invitingly, wrapping her arms around my chest and laying her face on my left boob. I held her close and loved the feeling of having my best friend so close to me. But as she shifted, I felt her warm pussy pressed against my leg, and another tingle shot through my body.
“Andy?” I whispered.
“What?” she asked innocently.
“I feel your… uhm… against me.”
“I’m sorry. But it feels nice like this. Do you mind? Want me to move back over?”
“No. It’s just that… yeah… it does feel nice to be lying like this,” I admitted and blushed.
Andrea started moving her right hand upward over my belly and was inches short of my right boob.
“You sure did some growing, you know?” she softly said and placed her hand on my boob, sending off sparks in front of my eyes.
I wasn’t sure how to react to this. It felt incredible having her pressed against me and with her hand on my tit. But wasn’t this gay? Wasn’t I supposed to say or do something here? All sorts of thoughts shot through my head, but I decided it felt just too fantastic to stop her and just enjoy the feelings.
“Thanks. I’m almost a B now,” I heard myself say with a trembling voice, “but if I’m going to look anything like mom, I still have some growing to do. She’s a double-D!”
“Wow!” Andrea whispered. And after a moment of silence, she said, “You know… I… I really like what we did.” She looked up to meet my eyes, and I could see the vulnerability all over her face.
This was clearly a big thing between us. If this went wrong, it could jeopardize our friendship. And I wanted nothing more than our friendship. Maybe even more than masturbating together again.
“I really liked it too! It’s WAY better than just doing it by yourself,” I said, forcing myself to smile through the thick tension in the air.
“Oh! I’m SO glad you liked it too! I was afraid you’d hate me for tricking you into this!”
“Wait. What? You didn’t trick me!”
“Well… maybe a little?”
“Shut up, Andy! We did this together,” I said, hugging her tightly against me.
“Okay then. I’m glad you’re my friend, Doofus,” she whispered and hugged me back.
“Me too, Dork!” I said as we loosened our hug.
We lay there silently for a few minutes when an idea popped up.
“Hey! Maybe I can ask my mom if we can go up to the cabin this weekend! We can do all sorts of fun stuff, like swimming, create some wicked TikTok movies, and maybe… you know…” I said excitedly and blushed at the last bit.
“Really!? Do you think she’d let us go up there on our own?”
“Dunno. Gotta ask her, but we’re almost thirteen. So I don’t see why not!” I said, knowing quite well how difficult this would get, but I felt excited as hell about the idea of the two of us up there on our own. An entire weekend with my best friend up there in the mountains would be fabulous! We could play games, make our own dinner, and maybe, just maybe, go skinny dipping together. Or more. This would be freaking awesome!
“I would like that a lot!” Andrea whispered and softly squeezed my boob, which I figured was unintentional but hot nevertheless.
“Me too,” I yawned.
I felt myself grow sleepy, and before I knew it, light was streaming in through the window, and Andy was lying on her back beside me, snoring loudly.
She’d kicked down the blanket, and her t-shirt had ridden up during the night. I was looking at my best friend’s exposed pussy, and immediately thought back about last night.
Her pussy looked about the same as mine. There were a few strands of hair above it and only a few on her lips, but she was otherwise bald. The last time I looked at it this good, it was completely bald, and we were still flat-chested. We thought nothing about it back then, but I found it extremely interesting and exciting now. I got a good, long look, but as I was overthinking my next move, Andrea moved, her eyes fluttered, and she looked at me with a big smile.
“Morning,” she said warmly.
“Morning!” I answered.
“Guess we fell asleep while you hugged me,” she said, grinning.
“Yeah. Guess we did,” I smiled.
“Don’t you… think it’s… I don’t know… weird to do that?”
“No!” I replied, acting surprised, “Do you?”
“No, I don’t. But you could, you know… feel silly for what we did.”
“Stop it, Andy! I like being with you. And I don’t feel sorry or silly about that. We do what we want, remember? Girl power?”
“Oh yeah. Girl power!” she smiled and looked at the little scar on her thumb where we bonded our friendship by blood, back when we were around six. Our parents were mad as hell when they found out what we did, and Andy’s thumb had to be stitched at the doctor’s office. But it did seal our friendship, and we were still proud of it.
After eating breakfast and collecting my stuff, it was time for me to head home. We were standing at the front door, and before I could head out, Andy pulled me in another hug and gave me a peck on my cheek.
“Thanks, Kel! This was fun!”
“Yeah,” I sheepishly replied and pecked her on her cheek.
“Can’t wait for the next time!” Andrea said excitedly.
“I’ll talk to Mom, promise!”
“Awesome! Text me when you know something, kay?”
“Sure thing!”
* * *
And so here I was, standing at the bedroom door of my big brother, feeling slightly depressed for having to ask him. I was twelve and a half now, and my mom had forced me to ask my almost fourteen-year-old brother for help. This just didn’t feel fair. I sighed deeply and softly knocked on his door. “What?” came from behind the door.
“Josh? Can I come in, please?” I asked.
“One sec,” he said, and I heard some movement.
Moments later, he opened the door to let me in. I looked around in his typical boy’s room and noticed how clean it was compared to mine. On his desk, his computer screen showed some lame-ass fantasy background with two scantily dressed warrior women, and old folk music came from his speakers. On the center of his desk was a half-finished model of some ancient warrior he was working on. He sure had some weird hobbies, but I decided to ignore them since I was here to ask for his help.
“Sup?” Joshua asked as I walked in.
I looked at my brother and was once again amazed at how goofy he looked. It wasn’t just his shiny braces showing when he smiled. It was his whole appearance. Right now, he wore a black t-shirt with a stylized representation of Hedwig, Harry Potter’s owl.
Maybe it was my imagination, but it seemed like his shoulders were broader than I remembered them. But then again, I never really paid that much attention. He was my goofy brother, after all.
He was wearing his usual lounging pants, which were short, grey-colored sweat pants with a black, vertical stripe over each side. I couldn’t help but notice the lump in front of his pants and briefly wondered if maybe I had interrupted something. But I quickly ditched that thought because I didn’t want to think about my brother that way.
“I need your help,” I said, looking him in his eyes.
“Not interested,” was his short and emotionless reply.
“But…” I pressed, “you didn’t even listen to me!”
“Because it’ll probably be something stupid where you only need me to help you out, and then you’ll make fun of me again,” he said. “But if you feel the need to ask anyway, go ahead.”
I winced at his reply. The last time he helped me out, it ended with a bashing session from my soccer teammates. I had asked him to assist Molly’s mom in this big match that was coming up. Unfortunately, Molly’s mom knew nothing about soccer, and the only thing she did was tell us who played and called the substitutes, but at least we had a coach this way. I knew Joshua had studied the game frantically. His motivation to do this was typical for him. It was a different sport than usual, so he wanted to learn all about it. Plain and simple.
And he did have some good pointers before and during the match. But he overdid his duty in a way that only Joshua can. He dressed like a proper, high-class soccer coach. Joshua wore dress pants and a blouse and was even sucking on a lollipop. This caused a few giggles and weird faces from my teammates, but he ignored that or didn’t care.
The problem was that his dress pants were a little tight. I don’t remember it at all, and I didn’t want to know about it back then, but Andrea mentioned afterward that his front was filled out quite obviously. But when he sat down on the bench at the end of the second half, his pants ripped, and his plain white boxers were showing. All the girls on the field were pointing and laughing at him.
I didn’t want to, and I felt sorry for him. But it was a funny sight, and I didn’t want to chicken out in front of the other girls. So I joined them in their mocking session and laughed too. I felt terrible about it afterward, but I never apologized to my brother. I was hoping he’d forgotten about it, but that was clearly not the case.
“I’m really sorry about last time, Josh. I… it was…”
“I get it. I know how it works with group pressure. But it was… you know… I helped you out!”
“I know. And I really hate myself for it. So if you don’t wanna help me, I get it. And I totally understand. Just know I’m really sorry about it, and it won’t happen again. I promise,” I replied, feeling genuinely shitty about last time.
Joshua seemed to lighten up a little after my apology. “So, what is it this time?” Joshua asked.
“Andy and I want to spend this weekend up in the cabin, but Mom won’t let us go by ourselves. But if you join us, she says it’s fine…” I tried, keeping my eyes on him to size up his reaction.
“Just you and Andy?” he asked, and I felt him opening up to the idea.
“Yeah. Just the two of us. Well… three when you come with us,” I smiled warmly.
“What’s in it for me?” Joshua asked flatly.
“You… uhm… I don’t know… What do you want?”
This took him by surprise, judging by the look on his face. His eyes roamed around, but he was clearly struggling to find something he needed.
“I… uhm… I don’t want you guys to make fun of me,” he started.
“Of course. We won’t bother you if you don’t bother us. Deal! Anything else?”
“I want peace and quiet to make my drawings. And you two take care of dinner for those days.”
“Drawings. Dinner. Check!” I said, pleased about how this was playing out.
Joshua was quiet for a few moments and said, “And you take over my dishwasher duty for two weeks when we get back!”
“One week!” I said, not wanting to give in too much.
“Deal!” Joshua said, extending his hand for me to shake on.
“Great!” I said, shook his hand, and gave him a hug after we shook.
He hugged me back, and I was still feeling sorry about the last time. So I whispered, “I’m really sorry about earlier! I shouldn’t have done that! Can you forgive me?
“It’s okay. Just don’t do it again. When do we leave?”
We talked about when we wanted to leave, what to bring and who would carry what. Joshua insisted on taking the old, big backpack with the food, drinks, spare clothes, and towels because it was the heaviest and because he was the man. I giggled at that, but I’d let him have that one. I would carry our swimwear, sunscreen, the new first-aid kit, and some of Joshua’s drawing materials, whereas Andy would take all the extras, like props for our Tik-Toks, board games, and stuff. “Did you check the weather?” Joshua asked as I left his room.
“Yeah! It’s gonna be sunny and warm all weekend!” I smiled broadly.
“Nice!”
* * *
It had been almost an hour since we said goodbye to Mom and started our hike toward the cabin. Our cabin was on the edge of the Mammoth Cave National Park and has been in our family for many generations. When the national park was established about eighty years ago, our grandfather agreed to sell the land to the government but demanded that our cabin be allowed to stay. And that we’d always have access to it through the dirt road. The agreement included that we weren’t allowed to sell the cabin, but our family never considered this, so the deal was made, and our family was the only party in the agreement that could end it. So we had that cabin until time itself ended.
From our home, it was a nearly four-hour hike. We usually hiked up there at least once a month. But lately, because of my dad’s busy schedule, this was down to around once every two months. About twice a year, my dad took the four-by-four, drove to the cabin for maintenance, and restocked food, drinks, and all the other stuff that needed replacement. Joshua went with him the last three or four times to help.
But he hated this. He just wanted to stay in his room to draw, work on his models, or write. Unfortunately for him, Dad insisted and also made Joshua help him with the usual gardening work. The forest ended in our backyard and required a lot of maintenance. We got our firewood for both the house and cabin from it, and Dad needed Joshua to help him. This was his way of making sure to pass the knowledge down to another generation.
“Let’s take a break here, kay?” I said to Kelly.
“Yes. Please!” she panted.
We had just completed one of the steepest parts of the hike, and I could hear how she struggled. Kelly had only been in the cabin once when we were about eight years old, and that time we drove up there with Dad.
“Josh? We’re taking a break,” I called out.
Joshua was behind us and had his earbuds in, listening to his music. We needed to get off the trail a bit and into an open spot near the trees. He gave me a thumbs-up, and Andrea and I walked over to the place. Moments later, as Joshua joined us, I handed each of them a water bottle. We sat down on some rocks, and I could see their faces were as flushed as mine from the climb.
It was already eighty-eight degrees outside, and we’d probably be topping ninety today. Andrea and I were basically dressed the same. We wore short, Daisy Duke style jeans, tight tank tops, and our hair in a ponytail. Andrea wore a red tank top. Mine was green. That was about the only difference. And our hair color, of course. We didn’t talk about it or anything. This was just our favorite outfit during warm sunny days.
Joshua was dressed for the occasion for once. Instead of black jeans and some lame-ass t-shirt, he was wearing light-brown, short khaki’s that ended halfway down his upper leg, topped off with a plain white shirt. I checked out his white legs and noticed they were completely hairless and still looked kind of boyish. But when I looked at his shoulders, I saw the confirmation of what I saw earlier. They had broadened over the last few months. He looked more like a man than a boy on that part of his body. I guessed the hard work in the garden was the cause of that. The only weird thing about Joshua’s outfit today was the lightweight jacket he tied around his waist.
“Why are you carrying that jacket? The weather only predicted sun for this weekend,” Andrea asked Joshua.
“Dunno. Just wanna be prepared for the worst, I guess,” Joshua shrugged and took a big swig from the water bottle.
“Better safe than sorry,” I said, not wanting Joshua to feel mocked.
“True,” Andrea added, probably sensing my intentions.
“You sure you’ve checked the weather?” Joshua asked while looking at the sky.
“Of course!” I replied but noticed Joshua’s eyes on the dark cloud that was forming.
“There’s no service,” Andrea said while holding up her phone to make her point.
“No shit! Better get used to that.” I smiled and ignored my brother’s rolling eyes, “There’s only one stripe of service every now and then. But only when we’re at the top. And then even just at certain spots near the lake.”
“Oh,” Andrea said and looked a bit disappointed.
“We better get moving. Just in case,” Joshua said as he got on his feet. “We’ve got about two hours of walking left.”
We got going again, and as the clouds above us kept growing, we kept increasing our pace. Finally, we left the cover of the woods behind us and went on to the open fields.
“It’s one straight shot to the cabin now, but I don’t think we’ll make it there before the rain,” I said when we paused for another quick drink and glanced at the almost pitch-black sky above us.
“Don’t we need to get back?” Andrea asked, looking a bit scared.
Joshua looked at the sky, and I could see the worried look on his face. He untied the jacket from his waist and put it on. I realized the temperature had dropped several degrees in the last few minutes, so I couldn’t blame him, and by now, I felt stupid for not bringing one myself.
“We’re way past the halfway point. So it’s smarter to press on than to head back,” Joshua matter-of-factly said.
“The weather can suddenly change up here,” I told Andrea, trying to comfort her.
“Oh?” she softly said and looked a bit scared.
“Yeah. We’ve had this a few times before. The weather forecast is all good and sunny. And then suddenly, a bad rainstorm comes out of nowhere on the slope of the mountain. Usually, it’s just a lot of rain, nothing serious with lightning or tornadoes,” I smiled, trying to put Andrea at ease, but feeling a bit scared myself since I’ve never seen it this dark before.
After about fifteen minutes of walking, where we almost doubled our pace, I felt a big drop of water on my shoulder. And immediately after that, another one on the middle of my head. Andrea yelped beside me, indicating she felt them too.
We had still a good twenty minutes of walking left and nowhere to hide, so we were bound to get wet. And oh boy, were we in for a treat.
“Okay. We’ll have to keep walking,” Joshua said behind us as the rain started to come down.
After a few minutes of relatively mild rain, the skies opened. It was as if someone emptied an endless bucket of water over us. I could hardly make out the drops, and water was just everywhere.
“HERE!” Joshua shouted from behind us and handed us his jacket.
“WHAT ABOUT YOU?”
“JUST HOLD IT ABOVE YOUR HEADS AND KEEP WALKING!” he shouted, and I could see his shirt was soaked and clinging to his body, and in that brief moment noticed his developed pecs.
That’s when I realized I was also soaked to the bone, and my top was clinging to my body as well. A quick glance at Andrea learned she was in the same position as I. Good thing we both wore bras today. Otherwise, we’d be practically topless.
“GO!” I shouted to Andrea, and we started walking so fast, we were almost running.
Joshua’s jacket didn’t seem like much when he gave it to us, but it was actually extremely helpful. It kept our faces dry, and we could clearly see where we were going. I was starting to feel cold all over my body, but the jacket kept most of my upper body relatively dry, and therefore I felt less cold on the upper half.
This made me think about Joshua. He must be freezing behind us! But that moment, Andrea shouted, “THERE IT IS!” I looked where she was pointing and saw our cabin pop up through the rain.
We ran toward the front door, glad to have the cover of the porch above us. Joshua had the key to the door, so I turned around to see where he was. But when I looked back, I didn’t see him. It was difficult to see through the heavy rain, but he was on our heels when we started our last part. I waited a few more seconds, but he didn’t show.
“WHERE’S JOSH!?” Andrea shouted, trying to get above the loud noise the rain was making on the porch’s roof, and she was looking worried.
“I DON’T KNOW!” I answered, feeling very scared now.
We waited a few more seconds before I grabbed the jacket from Andrea and shouted, “GIVE ME THE JACKET! I’LL GO LOOK FOR HIM!” and reached out my hands.
“NO! WE’LL GO TOGETHER. WHAT IF HE FELL? YOU CAN’T CARRY HIM BY YOURSELF!”
I had to give that to her. It was wiser to go together, but I didn’t want to force Andrea through the rain again. But since she proposed it herself, I simply nodded. Andrea held up the jacket. We got under it and started running back to where we came from.
“JOSH!” I shouted, but no reaction.
“JOSH!” Andrea shouted a few moments later.
There was still no reply, and my heart was beating inside my throat. I was so worried right at that moment I didn’t even care about the rain anymore. We kept running, and the moment I came over a small bump, my heart stopped. There was Joshua’s body lying motionless on the ground.
“JOSH!! JOSH!!” I shouted and ran toward him, feeling almost paralyzed with panic.
“JOSH!” I heard Andrea shout behind me, but it barely registered.
“Josh?” I asked, hovering over him to protect him from the pouring rain and trying to find out what was wrong.
A feeling of relief washed over me when he opened his eyes. His look was a bit unfocused, and his body was trembling all over, but he was alive.
“My… my ankle. I… I tripped…” he stammered between his shivers.
“Do you think you can get up?”
He looked at me, and I could see he tested his other foot. Then, a second later, he nodded and said, “If you can help me get up, I think I can manage.”
“Andy?” I said and looked at Andrea.
We helped Joshua to his feet, and I noticed him trembling like a leaf. The moment he put weight on his strained ankle, he moaned.
“Come on,” I said, looked at Andrea, and started supporting my brother on his left side.
Andrea got the idea and got to his right side. Joshua placed his arms over our shoulders for support, and we were ready to head to the cabin. Thankfully, the rain was down to more normal proportions by now, so we didn’t have to shout anymore. When we started walking, I noticed the backpack Joshua was carrying lying on the ground and reached out to pick it up
“Leave it,” Joshua moaned through clenched teeth. “It’s soaked all the way through… It’s way too heavy to take with us… and no use right now.”
“Okay. I’ll go get it when the rain stops,” I replied, realizing he was right. It just contained stuff we could do without at the moment, especially since everything was soaking wet anyway.
Our primary focus was getting into the cabin and ensuring we got dry. So we started heading for the cabin, and despite Joshua’s sore ankle, we arrived there quicker than I expected. As we were standing there, dripping all over the porch floor, Joshua let go of me and started searching in his pocket. His hands were shaking badly. But moments later, he handed me the key, and I quickly unlocked the door.
“Kelly!” Andrea said panicky behind me as I pushed against the door.
I looked back and stepped in just in time to support Joshua. He was shivering uncontrollably, and it seemed as if he had passed out. Moments after I caught him, he seemed to have snapped back.
“You okay?” I asked worriedly.
“I’m so cold…” he said, barely above a whisper.
“Let’s get inside. Now!” I said to Andrea, who nodded understandably.
We managed to get inside, and with my foot, I pulled back one of the wooden chairs from the table, and we helped Joshua sit down. I looked at my brother, and his shaking was almost painful to watch. His eyes kept closing, and his lips were turning blue.
“We need to get him out of these wet clothes,” I said to Andrea, realizing I was shivering quite a bit myself.
“And then what? We don’t have towels or spare clothes!” she said, and I could hear the panic in her voice.
“Grab the blankets from that bed, and put them all on the big bed over there. I’ll start undressing Josh in the meantime,” I said, feeling the urgency to take the lead.
I looked at her surprised face. “What?” I asked since she didn’t start moving.
“Are you really going to undress him? Like… all the way?”
“I… uhm… well… maybe not ALL the way,” I stammered, just now realizing what I said, “but we need to do something! If his temperature drops too low, it can be a serious thing! I read about it the other day. So, please… grab these blankets, and we’ll try to get him warmed up.”
That did it for Andrea. She turned around and headed for the blankets. I decided for myself that undressing Joshua down to his underwear would be okay for the three of us. We’d gone swimming together a lot, and this wouldn’t be much different from that. So I grabbed the bottom of his soaking wet shirt and lifted it over his head. Joshua had still enough consciousness in him to lift his arms.
It didn’t go really smoothly, but a few seconds later, the shirt landed on the floor with a loud smack. Seeing him now without his shirt made me notice how much his chest had developed since the last time I saw him shirtless. He had nice pecs, a clear start of a six-pack, and lovely, broad shoulders. How could I’ve missed this? Was it all because of his stupid clothes and geeky hobbies?
Needing to focus on the job at hand, I shook my head and knelt down to take off his shoes and socks. I threw his first shoe on top of his shirt, and I noticed Andrea was done with spreading out the blankets on the bed.
“I’m getting pretty cold myself!” she said softly, probably ashamed of admitting this now.
“Yeah. Me too. First things first,” I replied, realizing we also needed to find a solution for ourselves.
I started working on Joshua’s second shoe. The moment it came off, I noticed how odd his upper body was angled. I looked up and saw his eyes were closed again, and he was hanging to one side.
“JOSH!” I shouted and got to my feet.
His body slumped over further as I did this, and he dropped to the floor with a loud thump.
“Quick! Help me carry him to the bed!” I said to Andrea, who came running over.
I stood near Joshua’s head, put my hands under his armpits, and tried to get some grip. After a few moments, I felt like I had enough grip, so I nodded at Andrea, who counted down. With a lot of effort, I got his upper body onto the bed, but only a little bit of his butt was resting on the blankets, and his feet were still on the ground.
“He’s heavy!” Andrea panted.
“I know! Can you please get the sheet from the other bed?” I asked Andrea, realizing we needed to do something to get a bit dryer.
This time, she didn’t ask why but rushed over and quickly returned with the thin cotton sheet we used to ly on. She handed it to me, and as I started drying Joshua’s upper body with the corner of the sheet, she started working on his legs and feet. After we were done, I draped a bit of the blanket over his upper body. We still needed to get him entirely into the bed. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to fully cover him. But I also still needed to get rid of his wet pants first.
“I know. But this is good for now,” I said and stood next to his upper legs, where I started undoing his button and zipper.
“Good thinking!” Andrea said as she stood close to me, and I could hear her shivering.
As I started sliding down his wet khakis, his white boxer briefs came into view. First, the Calvin Klein text on the waistband, but soon enough, the white cotton of the boxers itself. When I started pulling down his pants, I thought nothing of it. But now that I saw his soaked boxers appear, I realized this had nothing to do with swimwear we’ve seen him in before.
Because they were so wet, they were almost transparent. I didn’t immediately realize it when I saw the dark spot of his pubes appear, but the moment my brother’s dick came into view, I realized that I was basically looking at his naked dick.
Though I decided to keep on going, Andrea sucked in a breath beside me, and it was obvious she wasn’t expecting to see this either. “Is that… what I think it is?” she whispered.
“I guess…” I softly replied, not taking my eyes off it as more and more of it was exposed.
I kept pulling down his pants, figuring the damage was already done. But when his darker dickhead appeared, I realized my brother had a reasonably big dick. I had such a good, long look that I was pretty sure it was four, or just a little over four inches long and quite thick.
I lifted each leg out of his pants and threw the pants aside. When I looked up at my brother and saw him lying there basically naked, an extremely strong tremble shot through my body, making my pussy instantly soaking wet. But seeing how wet his underwear was, I knew he needed to get rid of them too. And it would hardly make any difference in how much exposed he was already.
“Josh?” I asked.
He blinked and opened his eyes. His eyes moved from left to right, and it was evident that he didn’t have a clue where he was. So I stepped closer, and his eyes locked on mine when I came into view.
“Wha… what?”
“We need to get you into the bed to warm up, but…” I started.
“But what?” he asked, his focus slightly sharper than before.
“Well… your, uhm… Your underwear is wet. Really wet. Can you take ‘em off, or do you need help?”
“My underwear?” he asked, suddenly with panic in his voice as he realized he was almost completely naked already.
He lifted his head and looked down. His current situation couldn’t be missed from his point of view, and he started blushing furiously.
“I’m sorry, Josh. But you need to get warm,” I said with the most sympathetic voice I could find.
He simply nodded, and his hands started moving down, but they trembled so hard that he couldn’t find the waistband.
“You do it,” he whispered after a few failed attempts.
My heart was almost beating out of my chest as I started working on pulling down my brother’s underwear. But as it came down, I realized that looking at his exposed dick was still different from looking at it through the transparent white cloth.
His cut dick pointed downward and laid over his tight ballsack. His sack was pulled so tight that I couldn’t make out his balls. It was completely hairless, and a small patch of black hair above his penis was the only hair he had on his body besides his head.
“All done,” I said without trying to look too long and obvious at his dick, “let’s get you on the bed properly. Andy?”
I looked at my best friend and noticed she had taken off her top and shorts and was standing there in her underwear, shaking with her eyes locked on my brother’s groin.
“These clothes are so cold!” she stammered apologetically.
“I know,” I said and knew I had to get out of mine quickly as well.
We each got on one side of my brother’s shoulder and helped him completely onto the mattress. I saw his dick flopping around in the corner of my eye as he moved, which was very intriguing. We covered him with the blankets, and as I got off the bed, I looked at him and saw he was out again. I was feeling worried, and it must’ve shown because Andrea said, “He’ll be alright, Kel.”
“You really think so?” I said as I started taking off my top.
“Well… In the Girl Scouts, I learned that warming up another person can quickly be achieved by using body heat… And this works both ways.”
“You mean…” I asked, wondering if she was thinking what I was thinking.
“Yeah. We need to get in bed with your brother… I don’t think there’s another way.”
I noticed she didn’t sound disappointed or apprehensive at all. And the idea of feeling my brother’s naked body near me, or even against me, didn’t put me off at all! Heck! I liked the idea!
“And we need to…” I said, pointing at my panties, “take these off too, right?”
“I guess…” Andrea said, and I could see her blush.
“I bought these especially for this weekend,” she said, blushing and looking at mine.
“So did I,” I giggled and noticed how similar they looked.
Both were black with a bit of lace on the edges. They were nothing fancy. Just nice, stylish panties that made us look more mature. Andrea was wearing a striped blue and white bra, and as she reached around to undo the hooks, I felt butterflies in my stomach over the idea of seeing her boobs altogether.
It took me a second, but when I snapped out of it, I started working on my green bra with white dots. It was closed at the front, but by now, my hands were beginning to shake uncontrollably too, and I couldn’t undo it.
“Here. Lemme help,” Andrea softly said as she watched me.
My eyes were immediately drawn to her boobs. Her skin was naturally dark with her Cuban background, and her nipples were even darker. Her breasts were smaller than mine, and as she said before, they were a small A-cup. Not big, but clearly passed the puffy-nipple stage.
Her hands went to the front of my bra, and as her fingers started working on the clasps, another tingle shot through my pussy. Despite the cold, I was feeling all warm inside. But when she opened my bra and her hands moved the pads away, her palms brushed my stiff nipples, and a soft moan escaped my throat.
“You okay?” Andrea asked and looked at me with a sly smile.
“Yeah,” I smiled and nodded enthusiastically.
“Let’s help you out of these as well,” she said, and her hands started pulling at my panties.
Before I could react, they were at my ankles, and I stepped out of them. I felt Andrea’s eyes roam over my body, and I felt exposed but very sexy standing there, despite my shaking hands and body.
“You look nice,” she whispered, and I could see her blush.
Andrea grabbed the sheet and started drying my body. She did it quite unceremonially, but it still felt incredibly nice to feel her hands all over my body. Andrea didn’t linger as much on my boobs as I would’ve done to her, but I didn’t blame her, considering how cold we both were. She gently pushed against my shoulders and started drying my back.
“All done,” she said, and as I turned around, she was already drying herself.
She looked at me as she was drying herself. She handed me the towel as she started pulling down her own panties, and after a few moments of me drinking in the sight of her nude body, I gave back the sheet. I noticed how much her hands were shaking now, and I folded my arms in front of my chest to at least feel a little bit warmer. After Andrea was done, she tossed the sheet on the ground
We stood on either side of the bed, ready to get in. “This is weird,” I said, looking at my naked best friend as I was about to step equally naked into the same bed as my nude brother.
“Yeah… But it’s for the best,” she smiled.
I lifted the blanket and saw my brother was still passed out. I looked at his now exposed chest and still wondered how it got this hot this quickly. I inhaled deeply, stepped in, and draped the blanket over us. The bed was shaking as Andrea was doing the same on the other side of the bed.
I lay on my back, and my right side was pressed against my brother’s body. His body felt even colder than mine, and I could still feel him shiver a little. We laid quietly like this for a good ten minutes, and I felt our combined heat warming us up nicely by now.
“What are you doing?” Joshua mumbled as he was getting back to us.
I looked at him and said soothingly, “We need to get you warm, remember?”
“Oh. Right. But… I’m… you’re…” he stammered.
“I know. But getting out of our wet clothes was the only way to get warm quickly. After we’re warm, we’ll light up the fireplace,” I smiled warmly as I looked into my brother’s eyes.
He was looking at me with a panicked look in his eyes that I couldn’t place. But when I felt something brush against my hip, my eyes widened, and Joshua winched. Was this his…?
“Turn on your side,” Andrea said, “that way, our bodies make the most contact, and the effect will be even better.”
She pushed against Joshua’s shoulder, and he turned toward me. I hesitated slightly because I wanted to ensure I felt what I felt. But it quickly dawned on me that I could feel it even better with my back pressed against him.
So I also turned to my left side, and when I felt Joshua was on his side too, I scooted back. At first, his upper chest touched my back, but I was determined to feel all of him against me by now. So I moved my lower body back toward my brother. The moment I felt his dick touch my lower back, I felt my pussy contract. This was a dick pressed against me. And a hard one as far as I could tell. I didn’t care that it was attached to my brother at all. It was an even bigger turn-on, if I was being frank.
When I was pressed entirely against him, there was no more doubt that he was hard as a rock. It was nudged between my butt cheeks, and the tip was pressed against my lower back. I was SO excited to feel this that I felt as if every nerve in my body was on high alert.
“I’m so sorry, Kel,” Joshua whispered so softly I could barely hear it, but the panic in his voice was unmistakable.
“It’s okay,” I croaked a little too loud as my voice betrayed me.
“What is?” Andrea asked behind us.
“Lying like this,” I responded, internally proud of this quick reply because I didn’t want this to ever end.
“Yeah. It’s better, isn’t it? I’m starting to feel warmer already. How are you doing, Josh?”
“Hmppf,” was all that came out of his throat.
“Well… you’ve stopped shaking, and you’re not passing out, so it’s better, right?” Andrea asked.
I felt Joshua nod and his body relaxed a little. We were lying like this for about five minutes, each of us lost in our thoughts. Joshua’s hard dick twitched every now and then, and I was only thinking about how nice it felt to feel him pressed against me like this. But, deep down, I knew I needed more. So, after a long internal struggle, I grabbed his hand that was lying modestly on my hip and placed it directly on my left boob. When his hand touched my over-sensitive nipple, my pussy started contracting sharply again.
When his hand closed itself around my boob, another exciting thing happened. My brother’s hard dick twitched violently between us. To me, this indicated that he was also enjoying this tremendously.
“I… I’m sorry,” he whispered real softly again into my ear.
I responded by pushing my butt back against his hardon, and I squeezed my butt cheeks at the same time to let him know I wanted this. Apparently, Joshua needed no further encouragement because he started kneading my boob and gently pinched my nipple. I could barely hold back a few moans, and my cheeks kept gently rubbing over his shaft. My pussy was beyond wet by now, and I felt an incredible urge to touch it. It would just be too many kinds of wrong to do this now, but I felt my hormones were clouding my judgment at the moment.
“This is really helping,” Andrea said behind me, snapping me back to reality, “I’m starting to feel warm. Almost sweaty. But my back is still cold.”
“Uh-uh,” I managed to get out of my throat.
“And I don’t hear the rain anymore,” Andrea continued.
I was clamping my legs shut in a vain attempt to release the pressure. But Joshua’s kneading hand on my tit and hard rod against my back made this impossible.
“No. Guess it stopp- aah,” Joshua said and moaned as I firmly rubbed my butt against his cock again.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Uh-huh,” Joshua said, and I could feel him nod.
“Hey! Have you been working out?” Andrea asked after a few seconds, and I could hear the sweet talk ooze from her voice.
A very slight sting of jealousy shot through me. It was odd to feel jealous of my brother. Of course, Joshua wasn’t my boyfriend, nor could he ever be. He was my damn brother! But still… I wanted to touch him. Feel his cock and hard muscles.
I wanted him inside me.
That realization shocked me. It came out of nowhere, but it was SO true! I wanted my virginity to be gone, and I wanted my big brother to take it.
“N- no,” Joshua stammered.
“Well… I noticed you’ve grown some muscles, and I think they look nice on you,” Andrea said as she kept on sweet-talking my brother.
I felt her fingers touch me every now and then as her hands caressed the side of Joshua’s body. Her light touches felt electric to me, and that’s when I knew it. I was in bed naked with a boy I wanted to give my virginity to and with my best friend I wanted to fool around with. How could this be wrong? If I played it right, I might have both.
As I was considering my options, Andrea said, “can we turn on our other side now? My back is still cold.”
Joshua swallowed audibly behind me, and the gears of my brain kicked into motion. I lifted my brother’s hand from my boob, squeezed my cheeks one more time, eliciting another soft moan, and then turned to my back. I smiled when I saw the fear on Joshua’s face and looked at Andrea.
“He can’t turn around. He’s got a boner, and he doesn’t want you to feel it,” I said, and Joshua’s eyes went wide as saucers.
I knew I was putting him on the spot this way. But I also knew that Andrea would be cool about it. And this way, it was way easier to make a move. So Andrea blinked a few times, and then a sly smile spread across her lips. She winked at me and turned to her back too.
“I get it,” she said, “but you don’t have to be ashamed. It’s natural. Right, Kel?”
I wasn’t sure where she was going with this, but I decided to play along. So I said, “Completely natural.”
“But we’ve already seen it when we put you in bed. And I think you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of,” Andrea said as she kept looking at the ceiling.
Joshua turned to his back and looked at me, then at Andrea. I noticed something had changed in the way he looked at me. It wasn’t anger or fear. It was something else.
“But it isn’t fair,” he whispered, also looking at the ceiling now.
“What isn’t?” I asked, realizing now what the change in his look was. He was horny!
“You two saw me, but I didn’t get a chance to look at you,” he whispered after a short pause.
“Well… we could pull down the blankets,” I said softly, “it’s way too hot under them by now anyway.”
The three of us chuckled nervously at that, but no one made a move. The tension inside the room was thick, and I felt like we were about to cross a line.
“You’re also going to see your sister naked. You know that, right?” Andrea said with a grin that I couldn’t place.
“So?” I snapped, “What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing! Honestly. But some people might think it’s weird. Just saying.”
“I like how she looks,” Joshua whispered shyly, “So what if she’s my sister? It’s not like we’re having sex.”
“Yet…” Andrea said bluntly in the silence that followed.
That made my heart skip a few beats. The realization of me wanting to have sex was back, and there was no way I could deny it.
Joshua alternated his look between Andrea and me and shrugged. He surprised me as he took the initiative. With his feet, he started pulling down the blankets covering us. He stopped when the blanket reached our midsections and looked openly at my boobs. He switched his gaze between Andrea and me, and I felt extremely sexy being watched like this. Especially when I also saw Andrea looking at me with a lustful look in her eyes.
But my eyes switched between Joshua’s hairless and slightly muscular chest and Andrea’s small boobs. I loved looking at both and wanted to lick and kiss them badly. The blanket ended just below the top of Joshua’s pubic hairs, and his dick made a small tent. I couldn’t see it clearly enough, but it seemed that a few of Andrea’s pubes were also visible. The tension about seeing forbidden flesh was almost unbearable.
“Wow,” Joshua said softly, “you look amazing!”
“Yeah. You too,” Andrea and I replied simultaneously.
We all giggled nervously at that. My heart was beating fast as I anticipated the next step. Joshua must’ve sensed it because the blanket slowly moved further down moments later. At first, his reddish dickhead came into view, and both Andrea and I sucked in a breath. This didn’t seem to bother Joshua because the blanket kept moving down. Then, more and more of his stiff dick appeared, and in the corner of my eye, I saw Andrea’s pussy on display.
But two pairs of eyes were focused on my brother’s stiff dick, which looked amazing! Then, finally, when the blanket started sliding down over his balls and his entire dick was visible, I could adequately judge its size and girth. I guessed that with five and a half inches, it was slightly longer than when it was soft. But seeing it hard and throbbing with every heartbeat impressed me even more than when I saw it for the first time.
I glanced quickly at Andrea and saw her eyes were roaming over my body. But my eyes returned to that amazing piece of hard flesh between my brother’s legs.
“Can I touch it?” I heard myself whisper and looked Joshua in his eyes.
“I… uhm… you…” he stammered.
But I actually didn’t need approval. I felt a deep, primal need to feel, squeeze, and jerk it. I needed to see him cum, and that need came from a place so deep inside my soul that I didn’t even know I had it. I watched my hand as it snaked over his hip, inching its way toward the end zone.
The moment my fingertips touched the hard rod, I was amazed by the warmth radiating from it. But I didn’t waste any time on this unexpected fact, and when I saw my hand wrap around it, another surge of pleasure shot through my already trembling pussy.
“Ahhhh!!!” Joshua moaned when my fingers gripped him firmly.
I couldn’t explain the pleasure and amazement I felt when I held my very first boner in my hand. It felt hard and soft at the same time, and I could feel my brother’s heartbeat through it. Next, my hand moved upward, and when I reached the edge of his dickhead, I was treated with a completely new texture under my shaky fingers. Then, when they completely covered his dickhead, the softness and sponginess gave me another shot of pleasure. And as I softly squeezed it, Joshua moaned again.
My eyes were fixed on his dick and balls, and all of this lasted only a few seconds. Then, as I was toying with it, I saw Andrea’s hand join mine. Her hand was on the bottom half of my brother’s hard cock, and she moved down to cup his balls. These fascinated me greatly, but right now, I was primarily focused on his dickhead and shaft.
I’ve already seen enough clips of guys jerking off that I knew the basic mechanics. And that same primal urge to touch his cock, was urging me on to watch him shoot his cum. It was almost as if I wasn’t myself anymore as that urge took over.
So I gently moved my hand down over the tip of his dick, where my hand touched Andrea’s. Our eyes met briefly, and judging by how she looked at me, she was almost hornier than I felt.
But by now, I was on a mission. I wanted my brother to cum. I wanted, no, I needed to see him spurt his cum. There was only one way we’d go from here, and that was his orgasm. So as I slowly started moving my fist up and down the tip and upper half of his cock, Andrea began to massage the lower half, which she alternated with toying with his balls.
“Ohhh… I’m… AAAHHHH!” Joshua moaned and squirmed under our massaging hands.
Andrea and I kept going, and I saw her move in the corner of my eye. She laid her head on Joshua’s chest and looked at me longingly. I instinctively knew what she wanted, so I moved my head up too, and the moment our noses touched, we kissed each other passionately.
“Stop it! I’m… LOOK OUT!” Joshua said with fear in his voice.
I could feel him trying to squirm away from our hands, but I would have nothing of that. He was probably afraid he’d cum, and we’d be offended by it, but the exact opposite was true.
“Just let it come! Shoot your stuff for us!” I hoarsely said, breaking the kiss with Andrea and looking down at his thick cock.
“I… AH! AH! AH! AAAAHH!!” Joshua moaned.
I felt his dick grow even fatter in my massaging hand, and it started kicking violently. Then, a heartbeat later, the first spurt flew out of his dick and hit me on my chin. The following spurts weren’t as powerful, but the globs landed all over the top of his six-pack and ended around his belly button.
A good six or seven spurts later, a small dribble hung from the tip of his dick, and Joshua was panting heavily.
As I realized what I had just seen, I looked over at Andrea, feeling stunned. But as I looked at her, I only saw horniness and lust in her eyes. She didn’t look surprised at all. Her lips turned into a wicked smile when she looked at my chin. Andrea moved in and licked the glob of cum from my face. This both tickled and felt hot at the same time.
“Mmhhh. Nice!” she smiled after exaggeratingly licking her lips.
She glanced down at the top of my brother’s six-pack and lapped up some of that too. This was it! I needed a taste too! I wanted to know what it tasted like, and I certainly didn’t want Andrea to have it all. So I also moved down and lapped up the nearest glob.
It tasted… interesting. It was between sweet and salt and had a very intriguing texture. It took me a little while to process, but I knew I liked it. I liked it a lot, so I moved my face down to get some more and satisfy my primal need.
My face was just inches away from my brother’s still hard cock and the small patch of black pubes as I was licking all over his muscular lower abdomen. Then, in the corner of my eye, I saw Andrea move. Judging by the movement of the mattress, she was getting up. I didn’t care too much about what she was about to do because I was too focused on eating my brother’s cum.
But, moments later, when I felt her hands on my knees, gently spreading them, I figured she would touch my soaking pussy. Maybe even finger me and satisfy my neglected puss!
So I willingly spread my legs. I was lapping up the last drop around Joshua’s belly button. After this, just the drop hanging from the slit of his dick was left. But I was too chicken to lick his dick, so I decided to leave it hanging. Since I was done here and Andrea was going to touch me, I might as well get comfortable, soI turned to my back. Joshua was still panting and had his arm over his head, looking at the ceiling.
I was expecting a few probing fingers around my pussy. But when I felt something moist and warm cover my pussy lips and a wet, soft worm sneaking around and trying to wiggle its way between my lips, I immediately put two and two together. My best friend was eating me out!
I let out a loud moan when the realization hit, and the overwhelming feeling washed over my body. Joshua’s body moved beside me, and judging by his soft, “oh fuck!”, he saw what was going on and apparently loved it.
Moments later, I felt his hand on my tit again, and he started pinching my nipple gently. His massaging hand and squeezing fingers lifted me off the bed. At least mentally. I felt like I was floating in mid-air because of all the attention my body was getting.
Andrea’s tongue was doing something magical between my legs because I felt like I was practically cumming, but somehow she managed to prevent the inner dam from breaking. I was constantly on the verge of cumming, but never went over the top.
“I think you’re ready,” Andrea said, and a shot of disappointment shot through my body as her face left my pussy.
“Ready for what?” I asked, looking down at my best friend’s face that was looking up from between my spread legs.
“Ready to get fucked,” she said matter-of-factly, and a wicked smile slowly appeared.
I noticed Andrea’s hand was around Joshua’s hard cock, slowly massaging it. It took a few moments for her words to sink in, but I looked at my brother when they did. The look on his face was a mixture of fear, surprise, and lust. This look represented precisely how I felt. I wanted to feel his hard dick slide into me. But I had never done this before. Wouldn’t it hurt? And, last but not least, he was my freaking brother!
“But… I’m… we’re… he’s my…” I stammered.
“She’s my… I… I never…” Joshua stammered next to me.
Andrea started laughing and looked at us both.
“Look,” she started, “I know you’re brother and sister. But I think that’s the best way to do this! You love each other, but not like ‘that’. So if either of you doesn’t like it, no one’s feelings will get hurt. And no bragging, slut shaming, nothing!”
Being the drama queen she is, a dramatic pause followed, where I let these words sink in. It only took me a few moments to make a decision. I wanted to be fucked by my brother. He had a nice body, he’d never hurt me, and Andrea would be here for moral support. But Andrea’s words about us not being romantically involved gave me the final push.
“But..” I heard Joshua half-heartedly sputter.
“I want to try it…” I whispered softly, interrupting my brother and looking him in his eyes.
“You do?” Joshua asked, and the fear on his face was instantly replaced with amazement.
“Yeah. Andy’s right. I know I want to know what it feels like, and I guess you do too,” I said, feeling myself grow even hornier by the thought of losing my virginity to my own brother.
“I uhm… I guess you’re right. But are you sure it isn’t… I don’t know… weird?” he said, but somehow I knew he was playing it down so he wouldn’t seem too eager.
“Why would it be weird?” Andrea chipped in, “it’s just sex! It’s not like you’re trying to get her pregnant or something.”
“How do we do it?” I said to no one in particular but was determined to get this show on the road.
I was hornier than I’ve ever been, and getting fucked by that magnificent-looking cock attached to my brother’s fine-looking body, was something that needed to happen soon!
“Why don’t you lie on your back, Josh? Kel can sit on top of you; that way, she can easily control how deep and fast you guys go,” Andrea said softly, and I could hear her voice tremble from anticipation.
“But I can’t,” I started.
“I’ll make sure to point his… uhm… dick at the correct place. Don’t worry! And I’ll be right behind you to help you,” she said soothingly.
Andrea extended her hand to help me up. When our faces got close, she kissed me passionately on my mouth and slid her tongue inside. I tasted something I had never tasted before and realized I tasted my own cunt juices. Andrea smiled at me when we broke the kiss and gently pushed me toward my brother.
Joshua turned to his back, and I looked at him as I straddled his waist. He was obviously nervous, but there was also sheer lust dripping from his face. I loved that look! I sat down on my brother’s lap, and the moment my pussy landed on his rock-hard cock, we both let out a soft moan. I placed my hands on Joshua’s chest and marveled once again at his solid and tight pecs.
“Lift your butt a bit Kel,” Andrea said.
So I did just that, and a moment later, Joshua sucked in a breath. I figured Andrea was gripping his dick, which was confirmed a second later when I felt the warm and squishy dickhead touch the outside of my pussy. She rubbed it up and down over the length of my pussy lips a few times, causing my brother and me to squirm a little.
“Ready?” Andrea asked as I was getting used to feeling my brother’s dick rubbing over my pussy.
I looked down at Joshua, and a slight nod from his head was all I needed.
“Yeah. I think so! But I’ll stop if it hurts, okay?”
“Of course!” Joshua said immediately, looking a bit worried all of a sudden.
“Don’t worry! You’re wetter than a fire hydrant in a dog kennel. This won’t hurt one bit. Trust me.”
I felt the tip of my brother’s dick press against the entrance of my pussy. This was it! This morning I wanted to fool around with my best friend, but here I was, losing my virginity to my brother. And every fiber in my body was buzzing with anticipation.
“Just slowly move down, Kel! And keep your butt on the mattress, Josh! Let your sister determine the pace.”
Joshua nodded silently. But as the tip of his dick slid inside me, the nodding stopped, and his eyes flew open. We simultaneously sucked in a breath, and I felt his dick twitching slightly, but since the tip was held by my pussy, and the shaft by Andrea’s hand, there wasn’t much room for it to twitch.
I slowly inched my way down over his throbbing member. I was expecting to feel a bit of pain, or at least some discomfort. But none of that was true. Instead, I felt stuffed and stretched, but in the best way possible. I never felt anything this fantastic ever before.
By now, about an inch of my brother’s dick was inside me, and not only did I want more. I wanted it all!! I needed every inch of his hard, throbbing cock inside me. I felt the inside of my pussy contracting lightly, and Joshua’s dick twitched a little with every contraction. He still didn’t have enough room to have a significant effect on me, but I felt it. And it was a massive turn-on for me to keep going.
So I inched down further, and when my underside touched Andrea’s hand, I knew I was only about halfway. There was still more of this magnificent cock left!
“Ohhh…” I moaned as I clearly felt the rim of his cockhead inside of me.
“Does it feel good?” Andrea softly asked as her hand left Joshua’s dick and snaked over my right hip.
I simply nodded as I wanted to stay focused on impaling myself on my brother’s boner. But then, I felt Andrea move behind me, and moments later, her tits pressed against my back.
“Doesn’t it hurt?” She whispered in my ear, and her hand slowly moved from my hip toward my pussy.
Not trusting my voice enough to speak, I shook my head, and as I slid down even further, Joshua moaned loudly. I almost forgot there was someone attached to this dick, so I tried finding eye contact with him. His gaze was unfocused, and his mouth was slightly open. It looked like he was enjoying this even more than I was, which I found almost unbelievable.
Getting used to being filled up like this and feeling absolutely no pain, I let the last bit of his dick slide into me in one quick move. I was SO eager to have my brother’s entire dick inside me that I threw my caution in the wind. When Andrea’s fingers started caressing my pussy, I let the tension in my legs go.
The result was almost unbelievable. I dropped at least two inches, and when our pubes mashed together, the pressure on my clit nearly triggered an orgasm. Inside, the tip of his dick touched a spot I couldn’t place at the moment. I later learned he hit my cervix, which unleashed a whole new wave of different feelings I had never felt before.
I looked at my brother as we both moaned loudly, and his eyes found mine. The look of pure lust and horniness was sexy as hell. Somehow we both knew what we wanted, and we didn’t need words to let the other know what that was. We needed to fuck! I Needed his cum inside my pussy. And I needed it as quickly as possible.
I gently squeezed my brother’s pecs, and when Andrea’s left hand snaked around my upper body and cupped my right boob where she started toying with my over-sensitive nipple, her right hand started toying with my clit.
“Fuck him!” she whispered in my ear as her whole body was pressed against my back, and her hands started stimulating me for real.
It was as if I wasn’t myself at that moment. Lust had taken over, and hearing my best friend’s encouragements in my ear was the last drop. I slowly lifted myself up and felt the rim of my brother’s dickhead slide down through my soaking wet love canal.
Right before he slipped out, I immediately moved down again. Both my brother and I moaned loudly, and Andrea’s finger was now properly rubbing my clit, which caused my pussy to get even slipperier.
When my clit crushed against my brother’s pubes and he hit my cervix again, I almost came. By now, I was constantly on the verge of cumming, and I felt an incredible urge to do something about that. So after I felt my brother’s dickhead travel down my insides again, I decided to try something new.
When he couldn’t go down anymore and Andrea’s mouth was kissing the side of my neck, I relaxed the muscles in my legs, let gravity do its work, and dropped down.
The result was unbelievable! The pressure on both my clit and my cervix was beyond everything I had ever felt before. And I came! My pussy started contracting, but it didn’t go through all the way. The feelings inside me were the same, but my pussy just couldn’t do its regular thing because it was so filled up. So I came, but not in the way I usually came. It was so weird and confusing, but also sexy and thrilling beyond everything I’ve known up until then.
A loud moan from Joshua told me this was also the way for him. So I lifted myself again and dropped down hard. After I did this a few times, Joshua lifted his butt off the mattress to slam hard into me. This enhanced the effect to a level where I was constantly cumming, but never went completely over the hill. Even Andrea’s fingers on my clit and nipple couldn’t bring me over.
The lewd sounds of flesh slapping loudly together filled the cabin, and as Joshua’s moans increased in both level and pitch, so did our pace in fucking.
“AH! AH! AH! AHHH!” Joshua moaned under me.
I dug my fingers into his pecs and felt a tornado approach from deep within. The intensity of it was both frightening and liberating, as I knew this was it. I felt my brother’s dick grow even fatter within my insides, and when he slammed into me, he did it with such force I knew he was cumming.
The moment his dick started kicking inside me, and I felt his sperm shoot out, coating my insides, I felt the tornado unleashing itself. I could only let out a deep, animal-like grunt. I heard it coming out of my throat, and it almost sounded alien-like. I never knew I could produce such a sound.
The pressure that had built up during my incestuous fuck, gathered in the middle of my body, right above my stomach. And when I came, that pressure spread throughout every part of my body. First, it traveled down my arms, after which my fingers started tingling. After this, I felt it fly both up and down in my chest, causing my head to feel like it spun on my neck. My vision was blurry, and I felt my pussy contract so sharply that I was surprised I wasn’t hurting my brother.
Andrea’s fingers were still playing around, but apparently, she knew to tone her actions down now. My brother’s dick was still kicking around, but I didn’t feel any more cum shooting out of it. I never felt my muscles down there contract the way they did now, and this way, I was milking his cock dry.
Joshua lowered his butt back on the mattress, and as I leaned back against my best friend’s body, I felt myself returning from this magnificent orgasm.
“That was some hardcore shit!” she whispered with obvious amazement in her voice.
“I need to lie down,” I said, but the words came out so raggedly that I could barely hear them myself.
Andrea supported me as I got up. As my brother’s dick slid out, I felt a little of his cum drip out of me. After I laid down next to Joshua, I looked at him. His eyes were a little unfocused, but after a few moments, they locked with mine, and a big grin spread across his face.
“We need to do that A LOT more!” he softly said, and the three of us all giggled at that.
This post-orgasmic silliness relieved the tension I was afraid we’d have. But there was absolutely none of that. Joshua was clearly okay with this, and I certainly knew I was. I just wasn’t sure how Andrea would act on this. So as she laid down next to me, I kissed her on her cheek.
“You both look like you enjoyed yourselves,” Andrea said, smiling broadly.
“If I knew having sex would be this awesome, I would’ve done it way sooner!” I exclaimed excitedly.
“Yeah! Really!” Joshua added, clearly as excited as I was.
“I know…” Andrea said softly, “that’s exactly what I thought after my first time!”
It took me a few seconds for this to land. I guess I was still riding my orgasmic wave, but it suddenly landed.
“What do you mean? You’ve had sex before?” I said into the silence that followed Andrea’s comment.
“I… uh… yeah. I kinda did…” she said apologetically.
“Wh… what!? With whom?!” I asked as I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Why didn’t she tell me? I was her best friend, for Christ’s sake! So Andrea had sex, and she kept it a secret? Despite the post-sex hormones flowing through my body, I started to feel pissed.
“This has to stay between us! You have to promise me!” she said, and I could see her struggling, causing me to immediately feel a lot less angry.
“Uhh… you watched my sister and me have sex. I think you’re good!” Joshua said, and I could hear the amusement in his voice.
“I know. But still…” Andrea whispered.
“You’ve got our word!” I said and ignored the urge to hug her, “right, Josh?”
“Of course!” he said with such a serious voice that it was clear he meant it.
“Well… Roberto and I… we… you know,” Andrea stammered.
“What? You’ve had sex with your brother too?” I exclaimed, hardly believing my ears.
Roberto was about half a year older than Joshua. They went to the same school and even shared some classes. I didn’t think he was hot, but several classmates thought differently.
He had the same dark, Cuban skin as his sister, long, black wavy hair that ended just below his ears, and, I had to admit, a cute smile.
“I did. Well… we did. Yeah.”
“Oh wow…” Joshua whispered.
“But… how?” I asked, still confused.
“A few months ago, I walked in on him to ask something about my history homework. And there he was, looking at his monitor with his pants around his ankles and his hard dick in his hand. I clearly saw it all right before he tried covering up and shouted about me needing to knock and stuff. But I couldn’t keep my eyes off his dick. And as he tried to kick me out of his room, he stood up and tripped over his pants.”
Joshua started giggling, looked at me, and said, “You almost caught me last week too! I was just in time to pull up my boxers.”
“Oh! I remember that!” I said, laughing, realizing just now what I witnessed the other day.
His pants were in a heap below his desk, which I found odd, but didn’t connect the dots at that time.
“Then what?” Joshua asked, looking very interested.
“Well… he fell to the floor and hit his head on his bedpost. So I helped him get up, and he sat on his bed, his pants still around his ankles. He calmed down after a bit and put his hands in his lap to cover up.”
“He must’ve felt awful!” I said, holding my hand in front of my mouth.
“He did. But we started talking, and after a while, I managed to get him to feel better, and I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. Pretty soon, the subject went to him jacking off, of course! And as it turned out, we were both extremely curious about how the other one masturbated. So we sat on opposite sides of his bed, where we both did our thing. It was SO hot watching him cum!”
“Holy shit!” Joshua said, “Now I feel silly for covering up!”
“Yeah! Why did you do that?!” I laughed.
“We did this almost every day from then on,” Andrea continued, “until one day, he asked if I wanted to try jerking him. Of course, I didn’t dare to ask, but I didn’t think twice when he offered this!”
“Of course not!” I smiled.
“The moment I took his dick in my hand, something clicked inside my head. I just had to feel how it felt inside me!”
I glanced over at Joshua and noticed his now soft dick was starting to get hard again. I thought boys couldn’t get it hard for a while after they came. Apparently, I was wrong!
“Since I was already naked, I just had to scoot over, where I started brushing his tip against my hole. Roberto looked questioningly at me but didn’t say anything. But when I pushed a little and felt him go in… Best. Feeling. Ever!”
She used her best drama queen voice to say this, but I truly knew how it felt, so I couldn’t blame her for it.
“Roberto grabbed my hips, and before I knew it, we were fucking. It wasn’t as intense as your first fuck, but it was damn close! We fucked like rabbits after that first time. Every chance we get, he’s inside me. I even went into his room after we went to bed last week. Of course, we had to be quiet, but the risk of getting caught made it even better.”
“Aren’t you afraid to get pregnant?” I asked.
“I was at first. But I’m on the pill now, and Roberto says a brother can’t get his sister pregnant.”
“That’s bullshit!” Joshua said sternly.
“Josh!” I said, feeling sorry for Andrea.
“It’s okay, Kel. I know it is,” Andrea softly said, “but if he wants to believe it, I don’t mind. As long as he keeps fucking me! That’s why I’m on the pill now anyways.”
“I still haven’t had my period yet. But I need to talk to mom and get on the pill as soon as possible because I want to keep on doing this, but I don’t want to… you know…”
“I know. And will this be a problem?” Andrea asked.
“Nah. Mom is cool about it. She even talked to me about me still not having my period and that I can come to her whenever I need to.”
I wanted to know what happened precisely, so in the silence that followed, I asked, “So… did you plan something when you knew we were going to the cabin? You wanted it to happen between us too?”
“I didn’t plan anything,” Andrea said calmly as a sly grin spread across her face. “But when I saw Josh’s dick with you so close to it, I figured I might as well give you a push in the right direction.”
“I did get a push, alright,” I giggled, and my hand went down to lightly caress my pussy and assess the potential damage.
“I… uhh…” Andrea stammered after looking at Joshua’s hard dick.
“What?” I asked, looking at some of my brother’s cum on my fingers that leaked out of my pussy.
“I don’t know how to ask this…” she blushed.
“Try us,” Joshua said as he scratched his balls openly.
“Is it okay if he fucks me?” Andrea asked, looking at both of us.
“I… uhh… sure! As long as I get another go. I mean… you helped us out and stuff, so I don’t see why not. Josh?”
“Oh, don’t worry! We’ll definitely do that again! And I think it’s only fair if I fuck Andy. She DID help us out, you know?” he chuckled as a shit-eating grin spread across his face.
“And…” Andrea said as she blushed.
I slapped her softly on her arm and said, “Come on! Spit it out! You don’t have to act all shy now, you know!”
“I like the taste of cum. A lot!” Andrea said.
“Do I need to take it out before I cum?” Joshua asked.
“No. Well… that’s perfect. But what I meant was…”
“You want to eat me out again!” I said, interrupting my best friend.
“Do you mind?” Andrea asked with a wicked grin.
“Well… Duh!” I laughed, “but how do we…”
“Oh, that’s easy!” Andrea said as she turned to her back.
She scooted down the bed, so her ass was at the edge of the mattress. Joshua caught on, got to his feet, and stood at the end of the bed with his boner sticking up, throbbing and hard as a rock. I couldn’t deny to myself that I had fallen in love with his cock. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked by it, so I felt slightly jealous when it was this close to Andrea’s pussy. But I also knew that Joshua enjoyed it so much that he’d do me again in the blink of an eye.
“Get that pussy over here,” Andrea hoarsely said, gesturing for me to sit on her face.
“Do I look at the wall, or…”
“Whatever you want. I’d look at your brother if I were you. You’ve got the best seat in the house that way!”
So I lifted my leg over her and sat on my knees, hovering my pussy above her face. I looked at Joshua as he stood there, holding his stiff dick at the base.
I let my eyes roam over his body, and now that I could see him from his balls up, I was even more convinced about how fine his body was. A small patch of black pubes, a noticeable v-line above it, topped off with a tight, barely noticeable, but definitely there, six-pack.
I did get a good look at his pecs and shoulders while we fucked, but seeing the complete picture now, I couldn’t stop admiring his body. And I had to convince him to start dressing differently, but that wasn’t for now. This just wasn’t the time or place for that.
“Where uhm…” Joshua asked as he put the tip of his dick against Andrea’s pussy.
“Can you help him?” Andrea asked amused, “I’ve got other business to attend to.”
And right after she said that, her tongue started licking all around the outside of my pussy.
“Ohhh…” I moaned because of that sudden stimulation.
But I didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity. So I lowered myself and looked directly at my best friend’s pussy where my brother’s dickhead was probing around.
“Here,” I whispered and spread Andrea’s pussy lips.
Next, I grabbed Joshua’s dick, resisted the temptation to toy with it, and pointed it toward her opening. All the while feeling Andrea’s tongue working its magic, which made it a bit difficult for me to focus. But when I saw my brother’s dickhead enter her pussy, I just had to pay attention.
“Do it!” Andrea said from under me, taking her mouth off my pussy just long enough to say it.
I heard Joshua swallow, and I looked up at him. One corner of his mouth pulled his lips into a sly grin, and he nodded. I followed his eyes as he looked down. My eyes focused back on his dick, and as Andrea’s tongue started slipping into me, my brother began to slide his dick into my best friend.
It was clear that Joshua wasn’t as careful and gentle as he was with me. But given the fact that Andrea had been fucked before already and that she was urging him on with her moans, I would’ve done the same if I were him.
I watched his dick slide in, and he didn’t stop or pull back even once. Andrea’s moans on my cunt were terrific, and her probing tongue was magical. But watching my brother’s hard cock slide into a pussy up close was way hotter than I’d ever imagined.
“Oohhh! You’re bigger!” Andrea moaned as her hips started gyrating.
I could see my brother beam with pride as I looked up at him. I was still amazed about how I missed how hot he was naked and what a magnificent cock he had. And now he was fucking someone else with it. I wanted him for myself, and watching him fuck my best friend, made me realize I needed to step up.
As he inched the last piece of his rod inside Andrea and their pubic hairs merged, I heard both of them moan. Andrea stopped licking my pussy, and I heard her say, “and, ooohh, longer,” between her grunts.
I lifted my body, my eyes locked on him, and moved in. My face inched closer to his, and he immediately caught on. We looked deep into each other’s eyes, and he suddenly moved his head forward. Our mouths mashed against each other, and our tongues hungrily started probing around in our mouths. I felt his teeth brush against my tongue but didn’t care about that at all. I placed one hand on his shoulder, and as Andrea started eating me out again, I marveled at the moving muscles under my fingers.
I could feel by both the thrashing of Andrea’s mouth and the movement of my brother’s body that he was now fucking her for real. I wanted to feel as much of his body as I could, so my other hand roamed around over his body. I desperately wanted to cup his ass and feel it move as he fucked my best friend, but this was physically impossible in the way we were sitting now. So I made a note to myself to grab his ass the next time he fucked me.
But as Andrea’s action on my cunt increased, and the more than erotic Frenching with my brother continued, I realized I was getting close. But as my brother’s movement became more deliberate and the sound and speed of bodies slapping against each other increased, I knew they wouldn’t last much longer either.
Maybe my approaching orgasm clouded my judgment, but I just knew there was one thing I wanted. No! That I needed right now.
“I want to taste your cum again,” I said, looking my brother deep into his eyes.
I saw a twinkle in my brother’s eyes as he slammed into Andrea in my peripheral vision. Under me, she was squirming uncontrollably and had stopped licking me altogether. It was clear she was close and just couldn’t focus anymore.
Joshua slapped hard into her two more times, and Andrea’s body stiffened. Her face was pressed against my pussy, and I could hear and feel a loud moan coming from deep within her.
Joshua stopped moving for a moment, but after the peak of her orgasm had passed, he started slamming into her again. He looked hornily at me and said, “I’m… I’m cumming… what… what do I do… ohhh…”
“Just pull out,” I softly said, and laid down on Andrea again, my face inches away from their joined genitals.
Watching him slide in and out in the heat of his second fuck, was even better than before. His cock glistened with Andrea’s cunt juices, making it look even hotter.
“Ah… ah… ah… ah…,” my brother moaned.
I felt Andrea’s tongue going at it at full speed again, and I felt myself heading toward the inevitable at lightning speed.
“Look ou…” Joshua moaned.
He pulled back and quickly thrust forward again. I had just enough clarity left to grab his dick by its base, point it toward my mouth, and slide my lips over his dickhead.
Moments later, the sound of a low groan filled the room, and his dickhead grew fatter in my mouth. The force of the first spurt caught me off guard. It flew straight against the back of my mouth and slid down my throat. I had to suppress a cough because I didn’t have time to recover. The next spurt was still powerful, but not as much as the first. Then, as the third filled my mouth and the cum coated my tongue, triggering my tastebuds, I was immediately hooked. I LOVED the taste of my brother’s cum!
I heard my own muffled moan, and as spurts four and five fed me even more of this magnificent juice, I felt Andrea’s tongue fully on my clit, and two fingers entered me.
Now I just had to swallow, and the moment my brother’s cum slid down my throat, Andrea’s tongue and fingers pushed me over the edge. I started coating her face with my juices as I came hard. I didn’t come as hard as during my first fuck, but it was close!
During my orgasm, Joshua kept feeding me small spurts of his spunk, and as it kept on triggering me, I kept coming.
I was still firmly gripping his dick and wasn’t about to let him go just yet. Not as long as he kept feeding me his cum. But as my orgasm died down, so did his supply of sperm. I wasn’t ready for it to stop, so I started sucking on it like a baby sucks on a tit, and my tongue was lapping over his slit in an attempt to taste more.
“Stop… no…” Joshua panted and pulled his hips back.
I reluctantly let go of his dick and looked pleadingly at him. Just then, I realized I was still panting heavily, coming down from my orgasm.
“Sorry… it’s too sensitive,” Joshua said between pants and flopped down on the bed next to us.
I rolled off my best friend, turned around, and kissed her passionately. I tasted myself again as we kissed, but it wasn’t the turn-off I expected it to be before all of this started happening.
During the rest of the weekend, we didn’t wear clothes again. Andrea only put on her shoes to get the backpack we left behind but ditched these the moment she got back. Joshua fucked me at least ten times that weekend, but it might have been eleven or twelve. Somewhere during the weekend, I lost count.
He only fucked Andrea once more because she liked it better when Joshua or I ate her out. And she said that the fucking was something between the two of us and that she had her own fuck buddy back home to satisfy her.
It wasn’t just the sex. We genuinely had a fabulous weekend. Andrea and I swam in the lake, Joshua did some drawing, and we played some games. Two of his sketches went into the secret part of his book. One of them was where Andrea and I sucked him off together. Seeing how it looked from his point of view in the sketch with Andrea and my face pressed together with our tongues struggling who could get the best part of the cock, was highly erotic. The other drawing he made was when Andrea and I were going at it in a sixty-nine at the shore of the lake. I didn’t know at the moment that Joshua was looking but judging by the sketch, he had one of the best seats in the house.
After reluctantly putting our clothes back on and locking the cabin, we headed down the mountain. After a while, Joshua walked up next to me and took my hand. As I looked at his puppy eyes, I felt a lot of affection for him. Maybe even love. But I figured we needed to explore a lot more to be sure of that.
All in all, we had the best weekend ever! Andrea insisted on us getting together next week when their parents went to a big party at her dad’s work to fool around with Roberto and her. So we did just that and had another great weekend. But somehow, it wasn’t my thing. I loved the sex, and I loved Andrea. But being fucked, was something that I wanted to do with my brother and with no one else around. Of course, Andrea and I still had our fair share of sex when we had a sleepover, but never a foursome again.
The relationship Joshua and I had, had deepened severely after the weekend in the cabin. We grew a lot closer and hung out together after we got back, even in school. And since I convinced him to start wearing less geeky clothes, he fit in better too.
But the nights at home were the best. Because every time I heard that soft knock on my bedroom door and Joshua came in, wearing nothing but his smile and his bobbing boner leading the way, I fell a little more in love with my brother.
The end
imago potest dicere mille verba
Copyright 2022 – Jason Crow All rights reserved
A relatively short story, right? I had a lot fun writing it! I came across this youtube video, and I found the kid extremely cute! A still from that video (that’s why it’s a bit blurry) is the featured image above this story. The gears in my mind started spinning, and Joshua was born.
But the most important thing here, is the fact that this is my very first illustrated story! As you can read on the front page, Randall Stanhope made a generous offer to create some illustrations for my stories. I think they came out perfectly! I don’t want them to be porn-ish, but tasteful and capture the mood. And as far as I’m concerned, Randall did an amazing job! I want to give him the credit he deserves, so thanks a lot, Randall!!! If you feel the need to thank him, give comments, constructive feedback, etc. you can reach him at randall.stanhope@protonmail.com
Jason Crow on Ethan: “Nope. This one’s written by Alex and he stopped writing a long time ago. If anyone wants to write a…” May 16, 11:23
E on Ethan: “Any more upcoming for this series I hope?” May 15, 23:00
E on Date Night Discovery: “Nicely written. Hope to see more like this please. Thank you” May 15, 22:59
Jason Crow on Date Night Discovery: “Thanks! And the reason why there are not so many illustrations, is because I don’t want to overdo it. And…” May 10, 08:49
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