2-D

First Time, Gay, Incest, Siblings, Teens |

October 12, 2008

2-D
By
Alex Hawk

“Wow,” Danny said.

“Yeah…” I replied.

We were standing barefoot on the beach. Our first-ever real beach. Oh, we’d been to a couple rivers and a couple lakes, and of course lots of swimming pools and suchlike. But now we were on a real, honest-to-goodness, ocean beach.

And we had it all to ourselves.

We were on the island of Johtom. It was a small, privately owned island in the US Virgin Islands chain. We were at the extreme southern end of the Islands, and on the southern part of the island as well.

Normally we lived in Des Moines, Iowa. A nice place, but not known for its grand oceanic views. We’d lived there our entire lives, and hadn’t even left the state, except for occasional trips to St Louis or Chicago.

Our mother worked for a very large law-firm in Des Moines. She’d been there for years and was apparently standing a good chance of making partner. This chance was enhanced, no doubt, by the fact that she’d just settled a huge case for a major client. She’d netted a huge amount of fees for the firm, something that had pleased the senior partner, John Tomlinson (now you know where the island’s name came from), so much that he’d told her to take a week off and use his private island. Mom had pulled us out of school (it was February), and hauled us down here.

Not that we had a problem with this.

We’d arrived in Charlotte Amalie very early this morning. We’d had a quick breakfast and hopped on a small boat. An hour later and we were here, on our own private island. Ours for the week.

The island was divided in half. On the north half was a large, multi-bedroom house, and a massive private beach. Originally we’d planned to all use that to stay in, but then Danny and I had found out about the smaller, private guest cottage on the southern half of the island. It had its own, even more private beach. As soon as we’d found out about it, we’d pressured our mom into letting us use that as our place to stay. She’d agreed, and we’d taken it over.

Now, after dropping our things into the cottage, we were standing on the beach, looking out at the water.

“It looks endless,” Danny said.

“It is, actually,” I replied. “The oceans all connect together, so technically it’s one big, endless ocean.”

Danny rolled his eyes. “You know too much, Dustin.”

“Yeah.” A pause. “I know.”

Danny looked at the deadpan expression on my face and laughed.

“Come on,” he said, pulling his t-shirt off, leaving him only in a pair of shorts. “Last one in the water’s a rotten egg!”

I quickly shucked my shirt and ran into the water. We both reached it at about the same time and dove in. The Caribbean wasn’t as warm as, say, a bathtub or a swimming pool, but it was still better than swimming in a lake in Iowa, especially this time of year.

Danny and I splashed around for quite a while, enjoying the feeling of the water. At one point we both put on our goggles and dove under the water, looking around at whatever we could see. Mostly we could see some fish in the distance and stuff like that.

Then at one point I caught sight of my brother swimming along. I always wished I looked more like Danny. He was fifteen, a year older than me. He had brown hair that always looked just about perfect and piercing blue eyes. His body was incredible, too. He didn’t play any sports, but he was a ballet dancer (make any jokes you want, he and I have heard them all). The dancing give him this perfect v-shaped upper body, which was naturally hairless and well-developed.
Rumor had it that at least a dozen girls from school had tried to impale themselves on his penis at various points. I didn’t know if that was true, but I figured it probably was. Either way, I was certain he wasn’t a virgin and I knew for sure that I was.

I was a little short and very, very skinny. Scrawny, in fact. I had kind of boring dirty-blond hair, and an uninteresting face. Even my ass was dull, being very flat. The only compensation that I had was… well, nothing. I was basically doomed to stay a virgin until I was fifty, I figured.

After about an hour or so, we got out of the water and tromped back to the cottage. It was just a one-bedroom cottage with a single king-sized bed we’d be sharing. The place wasn’t huge, and didn’t have any AC. But what did have was a hot-tub that my brother and I were both looking forward to using.

“Phew,” Danny said when we got back to the cottage. “I’m all covered in salt. I’m gonna get a shower.”

“Yeah, I should get one, too.”

“Come on, then, at least the shower’s pretty big.”

“Ok.”

We walked into the bathroom and tossed our wet shorts into the corner, leaving us both nude. I’d seen my brother naked any number of times, and he’d certainly seen me, so this wasn’t a big deal. We’d be showering together, which we hadn’t done before, but there were two shower heads and plenty of room.

It was worth noting that my brother looked even better naked than he did with clothes on. Unlike me, he had a perfectly firm, round ass, and the penis than hung majestically between his legs was a little longer than mine. He had no pubic hair, but I’d heard that he shaved it, and I had started doing the same. It looked great on him, but it made me look like an eleven-year-old who hadn’t started to develop yet.

Once we were done with the shower we tossed on some clothes and went out into the cottage. I raided the freezer and found a frozen pizza which I cooked up for us. We ate it out on a patio, looking out over the ocean.

“This is really nice,” I said.

“Yeah. I wish we didn’t have to go home next week.”

We sat there eating in silence for a bit, and then I said, “I’m gonna get my papers.”

“Ok.”

I walked into the cottage and came back with a stack of papers and pencils. Danny had his dancing. I had my drawing. I liked to think I was good at it, and I suppose I was. But it wasn’t going to leave me with a body like my brother’s.

Danny watched me start to draw a palm tree and then apparently got bored, because he stood up and started stretching. A few moments later he began doing some basic dancing. There wasn’t any music playing, but he acted like there was.

I tried to concentrate on my drawing, but I couldn’t. I loved watching my brother dance. He was so perfect when he was moving. Hell, he was perfect when he was laying still doing nothing. I sighed a little. God, I wished I was even a tenth as hot as him.

I set aside my tree drawing and began to try and draw Danny as he danced. I’d tried drawing my brother many times, but I’d never managed to make the drawings look as… well, vibrant as he looked. I kept trying, though.

Danny caught sight of me drawing him. “You know, I could just pose for you.”

“I know,” I said. “But I wanna try and get a good drawing of you dancing.”

“Well, I can’t complain about that, I guess,” he said with a smile as he went back to his dancing.

We spent most of the afternoon like that. Danny kept dancing and I kept, pointlessly, trying to draw him while he did so. Eventually as I was about to give up, the phone rang.

I went in and answered it. “Hello?”

“Hey, how’s 2-D doing?” came my mother’s voice. She called us 2-D. Dustin and Danny… yeah. She thought it was clever. You know how moms are.

“We’re doing good. It’s cool down here.”

“Is that Mom?” asked Danny, coming into the cottage.

“No,” I said, rolling my eyes and wondering who else he thought would call us. “It’s Pope Gregory IX, asking us if we want to go for a ride on his pleasure yacht, the Saucy Sue.”

“Oh? Tell him I said hi.”

Our mom said, “You boys wanna get together for dinner in about an hour?”

“Sure.”

“Ok, see you up at the house then.”

“Ok.” I hung up the phone. “We’re going to have dinner up at the house.”

“Ok, cool.”

Danny I spent the next hour just hanging out on the patio chatting. He thumbed through some of my drawings of him and said he liked them all. I thought they were ok, but, well, they just didn’t capture what I thought of as “him”.

Dinner with our mom was nice. She was a good cook, but didn’t have the chance to cook very often. She made us some linguini with chicken, a little salad and a nice desert. We made plans to have dinner here every night and otherwise planned to do our own things, though we both agreed that if we left the island, we’d let the others know.

Once dinner was over, Danny and I went back to the cottage. We turned on the radio and after some looking managed to find something we could stand. We sat around listening to the music and just relaxing for a bit. After that we spent some time soaking, nude, in the hot tub, which was very pleasant on a lot of levels. As an artist, I found Danny’s body so beautiful, I could never get enough of seeing it.

“Oh, this is nice,” Danny said as he settled into the water. I watched every inch of him sink below the surface, my eyes riveted to his gorgeous body.

“Yeah, I like it,” I said, trying to relax and turning on the bubbles, hoping my brother wouldn’t see my penis, which was very, very hard right now. I hoped it would go down soon. It did this a lot when I saw Danny nude.

Eventually we got tired of the hot tub and decided it was time for bed. It was really hot in the bedroom (no AC, remember). So we both slapped on a pair of briefs, turned on the ceiling fan and opened the bedroom windows, and settled onto the bed, on top of the blankets, and drifted off to sleep.

At one point in the night, I woke up suddenly. I didn’t know why. I blearily opened my eyes and focused on the clock by the bed. 3:32 in the morning. Ugh. Way too early for anyone to be awake, especially while on vacation. I turned over, my eyes still open.

And my heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Danny was asleep next to me. He was lying on his back. One leg was out straight and the other was bent slightly. One of his arms was at his side and the other was behind his head. He was, like me, wearing only a pair of white briefs. Whatever he was dreaming, it must’ve been very good, because I could clearly see his erect penis tenting up under his underwear.

All this was nice, but what was really amazing, really incredible, was the moonlight streaming in through the open window and basking his body in this wonderful, pale white glow. It turned his already amazing body into something out of a fantasy novel.

Without taking my eyes off Danny, I stood up and walked over to the dresser where I’d set my drawing materials. I sat down in a chair across from the bed and began to draw. Danny was the perfect model in his sleep, it turned out. He lay motionless for the entire time it took me to do my drawing. The only thing that really changed was his penis. Sometimes it was hard and almost lifting up the waistband of his underwear, and other times it was soft, and barely visible.

This was the drawing of Danny I’d been after all this time. It wasn’t the easiest one I’d ever done, but it was worth it. I knew it was the one that finally captured what made Danny who he is.

I set my drawing aside and moved back onto the bed, sitting down next to Danny. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. His penis was going through a hard stage right now. On a sudden, irresistible impulse, I reached out and placed my hand above the bulge in his underwear. I didn’t know why, but I really wanted to touch it. I knew that I shouldn’t, but…

Finally after what seemed like forever, I lowered my hand, feeling my brother’s penis through his underwear. It felt hard and warm. I could feel the shaft under my palm and the tip under my fingers. It was… breathtaking. There was no other word for it.

I’d seen Danny’s penis any number of times, but I’d never seen it hard before. I’d never really wanted to before, but right now I wanted that more than just about anything else in the whole world.

Carefully, slowly, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of Danny’s underwear, happy that he was a sound sleeper. I pulled the waistband down and took a deep breath as my brother’s very hard, very beautiful, penis came into view.

My brother’s penis, when hard, was about six-and-a-half inches. It was perfectly straight and beautiful, just like everything else about him. It was one of the most wonderful things I’d ever seen.

I’d never touched another boy’s penis before. I wasn’t gay after all. I wanted girls. But right now, I also wanted something else. I watched to touch my brother’s erection. I didn’t know why, just like I didn’t know why he liked ballet and I liked art. I just knew that I wanted to touch it.

Finally I reached out with one of my hands and ran a finger down the shaft of Danny’s penis. He didn’t respond, and a little thrill of pleasure went through me. Making sure he was still out of it, I wrapped my hand completely around it. It was wonderful. It felt almost like mine, but different in its own way. I was instantly in love with it!

Still holding my brother’s penis in my hand I licked my lips and leaned down. It was natural to kiss something you were in love with, right? Right. With that thought in my mind I planted a kiss right on the tip.

My lips were still on the tip of my brother’s erection. I looked up at his still sleeping face and opened my mouth. Slowly I began to lower it down around Danny’s penis. It felt really natural, like it belonged in my mouth. I took as much in as I could and moved my face up and down a couple times. I’d never given, or gotten, a blowjob before, but I was familiar with the basic idea.

I wanted nothing more than to keep sucking my brother until he came, but I figured if I did that, he’d probably wake up and it would be a little hard to explain to him what I’d been giving him a blowjob. With great reluctance I pulled my mouth from his penis and pulled his underwear back up, hiding all the evidence.

I sat back and looked at my still sleeping brother. He had no idea what I’d just done with him. He still looked so incredibly beautiful. I felt another sudden, forceful desire and, licking my lips, I leaned down and gently kissed my brother on the mouth. It was my first kiss.

Then I went into the bathroom, jerked off and came in under a minute.

Now somewhat sated I got back onto the bed. I was feeling a little guilty and a little confused, but I mostly felt tired and soon drifted off to sleep.

I had some awfully strange dreams.

* * *

The next morning Danny gave no indication he’d known anything had happened. We ate some breakfast, got ourselves together and talked about our day. We decided we wanted go to Charlotte Amalie and see the sights. We called our mom to make sure she knew we were going and then called the boat to come and get us.

I hadn’t shown Danny the drawing I’d done of him. I buried deep in my papers. I planned to show him eventually, but I didn’t know when I needed to sort out everything else that had happened last night first.

I knew I should be feeling guilty and messed up for having sucked off Danny, but I didn’t. Actually, my little bit of incest last night had finally brought it all into focus. It was like everything I’d been feeling over the last few years now made perfect sense. I’d finally figured it all out.

I was in love with my brother.

I didn’t mean that in any way other than how it sounded. I was in love with Danny. That was why I kept obsessing over his body. That was why I followed him around everywhere. That was why I shaved my pubes, just like he did, even though it looked like crap on me. It also explained why I’d gone down on him while he slept last night. Well, that plus the fact that, apparently, I had no morals.

We spent a pleasant afternoon bumming around Charlotte-Amalie. We even had a couple German tourists who came up to us at one point thinking we were natives. I actually spoke some basic German and was able to explain we weren’t. It was still pretty cool, though.

We also learned, during the day, that Charlotte-Amalie was a great place if you were over 21 (good bars), Jewish (the oldest synagogue in the Western Hemisphere), or rich (but it’s always good if you’re rich). Still, we had fun.

After a while we got bored of just wandering around, and went to see a movie. Then we decided it was time to head back, so we called the boat and rode back to the island where we met our mom for dinner. Once we got back to the cottage, Danny suggested a soak in the hot tub. I agreed right away and moments later we were nude and in the water.

It was all I could do once we were naked to keep my eyes off my brother’s penis. I remembered how wonderful it had felt inside my mouth, and I really wanted to get it back in there. I wanted to give my brother an orgasm. But I didn’t have any idea how I was going to talk him into it.

“You must be thinking about something nice,” Danny suddenly said with a laugh.

“Huh?”

He pointed down where my stiff penis was clearly visible under the water.

“Oh.” I put a hand over it. “Sorry. Just… uh… thinking about a girl we saw back in Charlotte-Amalie.”

“Yeah,” Danny said with a lazy grin. “There was some nice eye-candy there. You’re not the only one to think so.” He moved his hands enough to expose his hard penis.

I drooled.

Well, mentally anyhow.

“Yeah, I’m sure the girls back at school are happy when you’re like that,” I replied.

Danny gave a slight grin. “Well, you know, gotta keep the ladies happy.”

“Yeah,” I said with a grin of my own as my stomach knotted. My brother was, apparently, straight.

We soaked in relative quiet after that. Eventually we got tired of the hot tub and got out. My penis was completely soft, right up until the point where I saw Danny’s wasn’t. I quickly got some clothes on before he could see.

Danny and I bummed around the cottage for another hour or two, just hanging out and having a good time. We watched a little TV, listened to a little music and ate some popcorn before deciding it was time for bed.

Like the previous night we stripped down to our underwear and laid on top of the bedding. I wondered if I was going to wake up again. I hoped not, but I also hoped so. I really wanted my brother, even though I knew it was bad.

I’d actually almost drifted off to sleep when I heard Danny say, “Dustin? You awake?”

“Yeah.” I rolled over to face him.

Danny turned on his side to look at me. “I kinda lied earlier.”

“About what?”

“About girls.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” Danny was quiet for a moment. “I’m still a virgin.”

“Oh.” I was surprised, to say the least. “But I’d thought..?”

He shrugged. “I’ve had girls who were interested, but it didn’t seem… well, I wanted to… I don’t know. Wait, I guess. Until I find the right person.”

“Oh, I guess that makes sense.”

“Yeah.” Danny chuckled. “Hell, all I’ve done is make out a little. I haven’t even had a blowjob or anything.”

“Really,” I said, carefully, now very happy the room was dark enough that my brother wouldn’t be likely to see me turning bright red.

“Yeah.” He rolled over onto his back. I did the same, but not before seeing that his penis was tenting his shorts just like it had last night. Just like mine now was.

“Well, all I’ve done is kiss, too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok. I don’t feel so bad, then. But I thought…”

“What?”

“I dunno. I thought you’d gotten laid by now.”

“No.”

“Huh. I’m surprised.”

“Why?” I asked in honest confusion.

“I dunno… you’re pretty… well, you know… you’re hot. I figured you’d have girls all over you.”

I turned to look at my brother. “You’re on drugs, right?”

Danny laughed. “No! I’m serious. You look pretty hot. I figured you’d have lost it like years ago.”

I shook my head. “No, I’m as virgin as you.”

“Wow.”

I was startled. Stunned even. I shook my head again. “Danny, how can you think I’m better looking than you are? You’ve got a great body. You’ve got a great face. You’re hot. Deal.”

Danny laughed again. He turned towards me. “You got a much better body than I do.”

“Fuck that,” I said. “I mean, look…” I reached out and placed a hand on my brother’s chest. I could feel his heart beating. “You actually have some definition here.”

“Yeah, well, I’d rather be more like you.” He put his hand on my chest. “You’re much thinner than I am. That’s a plus with dancing.”

“Yeah, but you gotta have the muscles to lift the girls.”

“I guess,” he admitted. “But still.”

Almost subconsciously I moved my hand down my brother’s magnificent chest to his stomach. “I’d give anything to have a body like yours,” I said, softly.

Danny chuckled. “I’d love to have yours. Nice and thin,” he said, running his hand down to my stomach, which now had butterflies in it.

“Yours is better.”

“Yours is.”

I looked at my nearly-nude brother and laughed. “You know how stupid we sound?”

“Pretty stupid.”

“Yeah.” Shyly I moved my hand back to cup my brother’s underwear-clad ass. “You’ve still got a better body.”

Danny grinned. “And you got your hand on my ass.”

I gave Danny’s ass a squeeze and then reluctantly let go. “Just enjoying the muscles.”

“I still wish I looked more like you,” Danny said as we took our hands off each other and laid on our backs.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Danny’s penis was still hard, as was mine. “Yeah…” I took a breath. “I guess until then I’ll have to stick to jacking off.”

“Yeah, me, too,” Danny said.

I reached down and rubbed the bulge in my underwear. “Too bad you’re here,” I said as lightly as I could. “If you weren’t, I could be spanking it right now.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean.” Danny rubbed at his underwear, too. After a few moments he said, “Hey, Dustin?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re pretty horny right now, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Me, too.”

“Ok.”

“Well… you know… I mean… we could just jack off. You know. Right now. I mean, it’s not like it would be a big deal, would it?”

“I guess not,” I said, trying to sound uncertain while my heart danced.

“It wouldn’t be anything bad, right? Just jerking off together?”

“I guess it wouldn’t.”

“Ok. So… you want to?”

“Well… ok, I guess.”

“Ok.”

Seeing that Danny wasn’t going to start anything, I hooked my fingers into my underwear, lifted my butt up and slid them down off my body. Once I was nude, I laid back, took my penis in my hand and slowly began to stroke it as I looked at my brother’s nearly naked body.

Danny seemed to be sort of checking me out for a moment, but then he pulled his underwear off and tossed them aside. He leaned back and took his penis in his hand, stroking it slowly.

“You look way better naked than I do, Dustin,” Danny said after a moment.

“Fuck that noise. You look much hotter. I never get tired of seeing you naked.”

“Really?” Danny asked into the awkward silence that followed that statement.

“Well… yeah.” I swallowed a little. “I mean, it’s like seeing a piece of art come to life, you know?”

“I always like seeing you naked, too.”

“You do?”

“Yeah.”

I began stroking faster as I watched my brother masturbate. “You wanna see who cums first?”

“Ok…”

Both of us had our heads turned towards each other and were clearly watching one another masturbate. It was really hot! I never thought I’d get to do something like this with my brother. It was so hot, I was sure I’d cum first.

“Ah… here I go! I’m cumming!” Danny called out. I watched the sperm fountain out of his penis and splash onto his gloriously naked body. My orgasm came seconds later, the pleasure washing over my body as it hit.

The two of us lay there in silence for several moments, breathing hard as we tried to recover. Finally I managed to say, “Well… wow…”

“Yeah…”

“That was pretty cool.”

“Yeah, it was.” Danny sat up and looked down at my sperm-covered body. “You ever taste yours?”

“Yeah, sometimes. You?”

“Yeah.” He ran a finger through a puddle of sperm on his body. “You… wanna taste mine?”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

Danny held out his finger. I put my mouth around it, remembering the way I’d blown him last night. My brother’s sperm tasted a little different from my own. A little saltier, perhaps. It wasn’t bad at all, though.

I ran my finger through my sperm and offered it to my brother. He didn’t say anything, he just put his mouth around it and licked my finger clean, his eyes locked with mine the entire time. It was one of the most erotic things I could ever imagine.

Once I was done cleaning his finger, Danny got up and left the room. He came back a few moments later with a couple towels. We cleaned ourselves up and then laid back down on the bed.

“Well,” I said after a moment. “That was fun.”

“Yeah. I’m gonna sleep naked. You?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool.”

“Good night.”

“Night, Dustin.”

Slowly we drifted off to sleep.

* * *

When I woke up the next morning, I saw that sometime during the night, Danny and I had moved close together and currently he was laying on his side with his arm resting on my chest. He looked totally hot and I got instantly hard seeing him like that.

Looking down at Danny’s body, I found I was unable to restrain myself from enjoying the sight. I reached down and took my penis in hand and began stroking slowly as I admired my naked brother.

Danny began to stir next to me. His eyes opened and his head came up. He smiled blearily at me.

“Good morning,” I said, continuing to masturbate.

“Morning.” He yawned and stretched, bringing his erect penis into view. Chuckling a little, Danny said, “Glad to know I’m not the only one who wakes up horny.”

“Well, when I wake up next to something that looks as good as you, who can blame me?”

“Heh,” was my brother’s reply. He laid down on his back and took his penis in his hand. “I could say the same thing.”

“Whatever,” I said, sticking my tongue out at him.

We masturbated together in silence for a couple minutes, just enjoying our sexuality. Both of us were watching the other jerking off, though I suppose we didn’t really think anything of it. Well, I figured Danny probably didn’t. I knew I was getting off watching my brother masturbate. It was like a live porn show.

After a few minutes of jerking, I took a breath and said, “Hey, Danny?”

“Yeah?”

“You ever wonder what it might be like to… you know… have someone else do it to you?”

“You mean jerk me off?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Me, too.”

“Cool.”

We kept masturbating in silence for a few more moments, then I said, “Danny?”

“Yeah?”

“You know,” I said, my mouth dry. “If you wanted… we could try that. You know… with each other.”

“Yeah?”

“Sure. If you wanted.”

Danny shrugged. “I guess we can, if you want. Just to see what it’s like and stuff.”

“Ok.” Shyly I reached out with my hand. As Danny let go of his penis, I wrapped my hand around it, feeling a surge of pleasure go through my body as I started masturbating my older brother.

“That feels good,” he said after a couple minutes. “ I guess I better do you, too.” He then reached out and put his hand on my penis, stroking it slowly. A shiver of pleasure went through me as for the first time someone was touching me in a sexual way.

We jacked each other in silence for a few moments, and then Danny said, “Hey, Dustin?”

“Yeah?”

“I bet I can make you cum before you make me cum.”

I laughed a little. “You’re on.”

A couple minutes of furious, quiet masturbation followed, each of us jerking the other as fast as we could, trying to make one another cum. It was without a doubt the most erotic and pleasant experience of my life.

Eventually Danny gasped, “Dustin…?”

“Yeah…?” I replied, a little out of breath and trying hard not to shoot yet.

“You… win… ah…” With that I felt his penis jerking in my hand as his sperm began to blast out over his naked body. I’d won, but it was only by about ten seconds, cause my own orgasm hit just as his was winding down.

Once our orgasms were over, we laid there on the bed, breathing hard, with our hands still on each other’s penises. We both turned towards each other and grinned.

“Wow,” I said.

“Yeah. That was intense”

“Yeah, it was.” Shyly then, I said, “We gotta do that again sometime.”

“Fuck yeah,” Danny said with some enthusiasm. “That was the best thing I ever felt!”

“Me, too.”

Danny sat up. “We should probably get cleaned up.”

“Yeah.”

I savored the sight of my brother walking towards the bathroom, my eyes glued to his ass. I couldn’t believe that we’d just sort-of had sex with each other! It was so incredible. I couldn’t wait to do it again!

* * *

The rest of the day passed. We met up with our mom and went back to Charlotte-Amalie where we toured Fort Christian and Blackbeard’s Castle. Then Mom wanted to go tour some arboretum. We split off with her and headed back to the island. Once there we had a little lunch and then Danny suggested we hit the beach.

Once we got there, we splashed about for a bit, enjoying the warm ocean waters, and then Danny said, “Hey, Dustin?”

“Yeah?”

“You ever swim naked?”

“No.”

“Me either. Want to?”

I considered this for about a tenth of a second before saying, “Hell, yeah!” I was always behind anything that involved seeing my brother naked.

Danny and I stripped down and ran into the ocean, giggling and splashing at each other as we swam. I took every chance I could to dive under the water and check out my brother’s naked body. Watching him swim in just his trucks before had been nice, but now I was able to see his entire beautiful body moving under the water. It was so amazing. I hoped he was thinking the same about me, but I doubted it. Who would find me attractive, after all? I know last night he’d said he did, but he was probably just being polite.

At one point I was under the water and then surfaced, standing in the sea up to my waist, my penis sort of floating. I looked around, not seeing my brother.

“Danny?”

Suddenly something came up from the water behind me and wrapped its arms around my nude body.

“Gotcha,” Danny whispered into my ear.

“Yeah.” I swallowed, going mad with the feeling of his naked body against me. “Now that you have me, what are you going to do?”

One of his hands moved from around my down to my waist, and crept slowly towards my rapidly hardening penis. He slowly wrapped his hand around my erection and whispered, “What do you want me to do?”

My mind went blank and the only thing I could think to say was, “Make me cum…”

“Ok.”

I closed my eyes and reached my arms back, holding my older brother’s ass as he began stroking my penis. I was aware of the sound of the ocean and the feeling of the waves breaking against our bodies. I could smell the sea air, and hear the sound of birds. All this was overwhelmed, though, by the feelings going through my young body, the sensation of my brother’s erection pushing against my butt, and the sound of his breath in his ear as he masturbated me.

Normally when I jerked off it would take me a little while to cum. Even when Danny and I were doing it together I didn’t exactly shoot right away. But standing here, in the ocean, with my brother masturbating me… well, for some reason it had me blasting in a little less than three minutes, my sperm arcing out of me and into the water. It was mind-blowing.

“How was that?” Danny asked, pulling away from me.

“Incredible…” I whispered.

Danny grinned. “Let’s go get cleaned up. All this salt water sucks when it dries.”

“Ok.”

Still dizzy with orgasmic pleasure, I followed my brother into the cottage, my eyes fixed on his bare butt as he walked. A work of art it was, like the rest of his body.

Once we got back up to the cottage, we bee-lined for the shower. Danny got the water going and we got in under the two spray-heads. The entire time I was staring at my brother’s still hard penis, desperately wanting it.

Finally I couldn’t stand it and took my brother’s rigid penis in my hand. Giving it a couple slow strokes I said, “You still need to cum.”

Danny shrugged. “It’s cool. I don’t have to.”

“No, I want to. You made me feel good, so it’s only fair.”

“Ok.”

I took a step closer to him. “Can I do it in a different way, though?”

“What way?” Danny asked quietly.

“This way.” I knelt down, feeling the water wash over my body. I leaned forward a little and licked the tip of my brother’s penis and the opened my mouth wide and slid my lips down until he was all the way inside me.

“Oh!” Danny gasped. “Oh, I hadn’t expected that…”

I moved my mouth all along the shaft of my brother’s penis, giving him his first official blowjob. It was wonderful being able to do this for real after sneaking a taste the other night. Now not only was I able to get off on it, but hopefully so was Danny.

My brother’s penis felt so natural in my mouth, I thought to myself as I blew him, and so much better doing this while he was awake instead of sleeping. I hoped he liked this as much as I did. It meant that I’d get to do it with him more and that would be just wonderful!

After only a couple minutes Danny whispered, “Dustin…? I’m gonna cum soon…”

Putting both my hands on my brother’s ass I began moving faster, hoping for a good, solid orgasm from him. Only about thirty seconds later I got my wish, as my brother’s penis began to kick and buck in my mouth, sending several spurts of salty sperm onto my tongue and down my throat. At first I thought I might choke, but I swallowed as fast as I could and managed to get it all down.

Once my brother was done cumming, I pulled off and stood up, giving him a hug.

“How was that?” I asked.

“Really nice.” Danny hugged me back and kissed me on the cheek. “Best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

“Cool.”

“What was it like blowing me?”

I shrugged. “I liked it. You’re my brother. Making you feel good makes me happy.”

He laughed. “Cool.” He took my hard penis in his hand. “Can I do the same thing to you?”

“Oh, if you want,” I said, casually, while inside my mind raced.

“Cool.” Danny dropped to his knees and a couple moments later I felt something warm and wet wrap around my penis. Oh, god, it felt incredible! So much better than jerking off, or being masturbated by my brother. Oh, it was heavenly!

I looked down, watching my brother’s face move back and forth as he gave me my first blowjob. Most of it was in his mouth most of the time, but I could always see a little of the shaft and the bare place where my pubes would be if I didn’t shave.

After less than two minutes, I managed to gasp out, “Oh, Danny, I’m cumming!” just before I began shooting into my older brother’s mouth. I shook and shuddered as the orgasm swept through my body, carrying me to a place of bliss and delight.

When I was done cumming, Danny stood, swallowing the last of my sperm. He grinned at me.

“That was pretty cool.”

“Yeah.”

He came up and wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back, and we stood there, naked and embracing, while the water from the shower rained down onto our young, temporarily sated bodies.

Danny said, “We should probably get out of here before we turn into giant prunes.”

I laughed. “Yeah. Plus Mom’s probably going to want us over for dinner soon.”

“Oh, yeah, I’d almost forgotten about that. What with getting and giving my first blowjob and all.” He grinned.

I smiled back. “Yeah. I liked that.”

“Me, too.”

I looked into my brother’s eyes, only a short distance from my own. “I love you, you know.”

“I know, Dustin. I love you, too.”

“Cool.”

Without really thinking about it, I found my face moving closer to his, and his moving nearer to mine. Our lips met, then parted as our tongues slipped into each other’s mouths. We kissed and ground our naked bodies together for a good minute or two before we finally separated, each hard again.

I smiled a little. “I’ve never kissed another guy before.”

“I’ve never done any of this stuff before,” Danny said, taking my penis and rubbing it gently. “I like it, though.”

“Me, too.” I took his penis in my hand and this could’ve led somewhere very fun, but right then the phone rang. We quickly parted, almost as though we’d been caught doing something we shouldn’t. Danny grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself, going out to answer the phone.

By the time he came back to the bathroom I had a towel around my waist and was trying to comb my hair. “Mom?” I asked, as he walked into the room.

“Yeah.” He dried himself off and then hung up the towel, my eyes fixed on the reflection of his naked body. “She wants us up there in about fifteen minutes.”

“Ok.”

We finished our grooming and dressing in silence, each alone with the thoughts of what we’d done. Once finished, we headed out to the main house where our mom had indeed prepared a nice dinner for us. We ate and talked, and even stuck around at the main house for a couple hours to watch a movie together (some old movie called “The Lady Vanishes”. It was interesting, I guess, if you like black and white), but neither of us really had our brains here. We were both, I think, wanting to get back to the cottage.

As it was, we wound up staying at the main house a lot longer than we expected. In the end, it was about 10:30 before we made it back to the cottage. Once we were inside, Danny yawned and stretched.

“I think I’m going to go to bed soon.”

“Oh? Ok.”

He grinned a little. “I’m gonna hit the hot tub first, though. Wanna come join me?”

“Sure!”

We quickly stripped out of our clothes and got into the water. There wasn’t even any question between us on if we were going to be naked.

As we settled into the water, Danny let out a little sigh. “Ah. This is nice.”

“Yeah. I wish we had one of these at home.”

“No shit! That would so rock.”

I glanced at my brother. “There’s lots of things I like here that I hope we will have at home.”

“Oh? Like jerking and blowing?” he asked with a grin.

I laughed. “Yeah, that,” I said as my penis stiffened.

Danny moved closer. “Dustin?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m gay.”

I laughed a little and put an arm around my brother’s shoulders. “Well, there’s a shock.”

He giggled. “Yeah, I guess it’s not really, is it?”

“Well, you DID have your mouth on my penis earlier,” I said. Then I reached down and took hold of his erection under the water. “Of course, I had mine on yours, too.”

“Yeah.”

We looked into each other’s eyes for a moment and then started making out in the hot tub, kissing and masturbating each other as the water bubbled.

As we broke the kiss, I said, “Danny?”

“Yeah?”

I swallowed. “I don’t think I’m gay. I might be, I don’t know. But I do know that you’re my brother and I love you and I’ve always wanted you and this is the best thing ever.” I looked into his eyes, feeling butterflies flutter in my stomach at how he might react to this confession.

Danny smiled. “I love you, too, Dustin. I always have. You’re my brother and I will always love you.” He shrugged. “I never thought we’d have sex with each other, but I like that we are.”

“Cool.” We kissed a little more and I asked, “Am I your first?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. I’m yours, too.” I smiled and we kissed again, continuing to masturbate each other.

“Dustin?”

“Yeah?”

“Wanna go do it in bed?”

“Ok.”

We got out of the water and somehow managed to towel off while still finding time to kiss and grope each other. Once we were fairly dry went to the bedroom where we fell onto the bed and began making out again, running our hands all over one another’s nude bodies as we kissed. I was blown away by how good it all felt, and how close I felt to my brother making love like this.

Danny rolled me over onto my back and moved his head down, wrapping his mouth around my erection. I moaned a little in pleasure and then said, “Move yours around, so that I can suck you, too.” My brother complied and now I was sixty-nining with someone for the first time, my brother’s hard penis stuffing my mouth as my smaller one filled his.

I moved my hands up to Danny’s ass, feeling the muscles move under his skin while we blew each other. In the back of my mind I still couldn’t believe I was actually getting to do all this with him, but I was, and I liked it!

After a few minutes of us blowing each other, Danny pulled his mouth off my penis long enough to say, “You keep that up… and I’m gonna cum pretty soon…”

“Good,” I managed to say around a mouthful of my older brother’s penis. Then I added, “Me, too…”

Danny smiled at me and lowered his mouth back down onto me, his tongue working along the tip and part of the shaft of my penis while his hand worked along the rest of it. I did my best to try and emulate the technique, but since he was on top of me and basically fucking my throat, it wasn’t easy. I didn’t mind, though, just knowing I was giving this kind of pleasure to someone I loved was enough to make up for it!

I did my best to hold back my orgasm as long as I could, but Danny’s mouth was giving me such bliss I couldn’t contain myself, and felt the waves of pleasure wash over me as my penis began to spurt inside my brother’s mouth.

Danny’s orgasm came a few seconds later, with his penis jammed down my mouth as deep as it could go. I didn’t have any choice about swallowing, given that his sperm was basically shooting down my throat as he came.

Once he was done cumming, Danny got off me and laid next me on the bed. He hugged me tight and we kissed passionately; our tongues dancing against each other and our sperm mingling in one another’s mouths.

“That was so cool,” Danny whispered to me.

“Yeah… I wish we’d started doing this long ago.”

Danny was quiet for a moment and then said, “Well, we did kind of start the other night, right? When you sucked me off a little?”

I winced. “You knew about that?”

He laughed. “I woke up with you jerking me off. It wasn’t the kind of thing you sleep through.”

“Oh… sorry.”

Danny kissed me again. “It’s ok. It didn’t bother me.” He was silent for a moment and then said, “Dustin?”

“Yeah?”

“I’ve wanted to do this with you for a real long time.”

“You have?”

“Yeah, like for the last year or so. Ever since you started to hit puberty.”

“Oh.” I digested that for a bit. “I’ve wanted you for a while, too.”

“How long?”

I shrugged. “Probably for the last year or so. Ever since I started to hit puberty.”

Danny and I both dissolved into giggles at that point. We hugged each other again and slowly drifted off to sleep, naked in each other’s arms.

* * *

When I woke up the next morning, I was still naked, but in the bed by myself. I looked around, but didn’t see Danny. I did hear some sounds coming from the kitchen, though, and smelled something good. Without bothering to dress, I got up, yawned, stretched, gave my hard penis a couple strokes, and walked nude into the kitchen.

There I saw Danny, just as naked as I was and, as he saw me, getting just as hard. He was making some pancakes. He smiled at me as I walked in.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” I came up behind him and gave him a hug, pressing my penis against his ass and kissing him on the cheek. I then let my hand drift slowly downward to my brother’s erection, giving it a couple strokes.

Danny laughed. “Stop that, Dustin. Not while I’m trying to cook. I could burn something.”

“Yeah, that’d be bad. Ok.” I let go of Danny’s penis and walked over to the fridge where I got a glass of orange juice. I took a couple sips and then sat down at the table as Danny began to serve up the pancakes.

“So what do you want to do today, Dustin?” he asked as we ate.

I shrugged. “Have sex.”

He laughed. “Yeah, well, beyond that what do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. Probably go out to Charlotte Amalie again. I’m sure Mom’s going to want to meet up and do something.”

“Yeah, probably.”

I leaned forward and gave a maple-syrup flavored kiss to my brother’s cheek. “Doesn’t mean we can’t have lots of sex anyhow.”

“True.”

This could’ve gotten a lot more interesting, not to mention sticky, but before we could really go anywhere, our mom called. She’d already called for the boat to go to town, and wanted us to come join her. We basically ended up with about twenty minutes, which, sadly, left us only enough time to finish eating, get cleaned up and get dressed.

Our mom had it in mind for us to spend pretty much the entire day playing tourist. We’d seen most of the notable sights in town, but she’d managed to find some obscure art galleries and had wanted to smarten us up by showing them to us. I was fairly bored, as was Danny. I knew we’d both rather be spending our day naked and playing.

At one point after lunch, but before we left to go back to the island, Danny slipped away for a bit. When he returned he had a suspiciously innocent look on his face. I tried to ask him where he’d been, but he just shook his head and whispered, “Later.”

We ended up staying in town until after dinner, when we finally called the boat and rode back to the island. We said goodnight to our mom and went back to our small cabin on the other side of the island. As soon as we were back in the cabin, I gave my brother a hug and said, “So what are you hiding?”

“Hiding?” he asked. “Who said I’m hiding anything?”

“Me. You wandered off earlier and looked super-innocent when you came back. What’s going on?”

“Oh, that. I bought something.”

I rolled my eyes. Danny loved to play these sorts of games. “And what was the something you bought?”

“Well, what do I get if I tell you?” he asked with a little smirk.

I placed a hand on my brother’s crotch, rubbing at the lump in his pants. “You get me.”

“Well, I guess that’s good enough,” he said, looking doubtful.

“Or I could kick you in the balls.”

Danny laughed. “Well, when you put it like that…” He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small bottle with the word “Wet” printed on it.

“What’s that?” I asked, taking it from him.

“It’s what’s called lube.”

“What’s it for?”

“Makes things slippery.” He took the bottle from me and squirted a small amount onto my fingertips.

I moved my fingers together, mildly amazed at the total lack of friction. “Nice. Why do you have it?”

“So that you can be inside me tonight.”

“Huh?” I looked at him. “I’ve already been inside you.”

Danny placed his hand over my crotch this time and said in a soft voice, “I’m not talking about you being inside my mouth.”

“Then what-“ Realization dawned. “Oh…”

“Yeah.”

“You want me to fuck you?” I whispered.

“God, yes.”

“Oh.”

“Don’t you want to?”

“Well, yeah, sure, I just didn’t expect it, that’s all.”

“Good.” He put his arms around me and kissed me on the lips. “I’ve always wanted to get fucked by you, Dustin.”

“Well!” I kissed him back. “Sounds fine to me!”

We both began giggling. “You wanna get naked and into the hot tub?” Danny asked.

“Sure.”

We started kissing and, without any discussion, began tugging at each other’s clothes. Soon we were both nude and still standing there in the living room, kissing each other.

“I love you so much, Danny,” I whispered, stroking my brother’s penis.

“I love you, too, Dustin.” He dropped to his knees and put his mouth around my penis, moving his head slowly back and forth.

I ran my fingers through Danny’s hair as he blew me. Looking towards the window I could see the reflection of our naked bodies in the glass. It was so hot watching my brother suck me off. I really hoped we could do this at home, too, cause I had a full-length mirror in my bedroom.

“Dustin?” Danny said as he abruptly pulled his mouth off my penis.

“Yeah?”

“I don’t want to wait. I want you to fuck me right now.”

“Sure!” I said eagerly.

Danny stood up and grabbed the bottle of lube. He squirted some onto his fingers and then handed it to me. “Get it nice and slick,” he said.

“Ok.” I squirted some of the lube onto my penis and rubbed it all over, getting it as slippery as I could. Meantime Danny was standing here with his hand behind him and moving around a little awkwardly. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what he was doing with his fingers.

Finally he said, “Ok, I’m ready,” and laid down on the floor.

“You just wanna do it right here?” I asked, kneeling on the ground next to him.

“There’s no way I can wait to get into the bedroom. I need you inside me, Dustin. Now.”

I wasn’t one to argue. I got between his legs and said, “So, how do we do this?”

“Well, I haven’t actually been fucked before,” Danny said. “I’ve used my fingers and I have a dildo at home. But in theory all that should have to happen is I spread and lift my legs and you slide it into me.”

“Sounds like a good plan.”

Danny spread his legs wide and lifted them up, presenting his ass to me. The target was pretty obvious. I maneuvered around and eventually got myself lined up.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Yeah. Go slow.”

“Ok.”

I licked my lips and took a deep breath. Then I pushed forward and watched as slowly my thirteen-year-old penis began to enter my fifteen-year-old brother’s virgin ass. I moved as slowly as I could until I was all the way in him and then gave him a kiss.

“I’m inside you,” I whispered in amazement. “Does it feel ok?”

“No… it feels amazing,” he said with a blissed-out smile. “Do you like it?”

I moved back and forth a little, feeling pleasure like I’d never felt before and in the most casual voice ever, said, “Well, yeah, it’s ok.”

Danny giggled, then wrapped his arms and legs around me. “Fuck me, little brother.”

I began thrusting slowly, moving my hips and sliding my penis in and out of my older brother’s ass. If I’d thought blowjobs were amazing, and I did, they were nothing compared to this. I wondered if it felt as good when fucking a girl? I’d probably never find out. Besides, who cared about girls when I had my brother to have sex with?

While I fucked Danny, his hand moved to his penis and he began rapidly masturbating. God, it was hot doing that, and knowing that I was inside him at the same time. I’d never really thought about fucking before, but I could see I was going to spend a lot more time thinking about it now!

All too soon I felt my orgasm approaching. I managed to gasp out, “Danny…? Are you getting close?”

“Kinda…”

“Oh… well, I’m gonna cum… real soon…”

“Do it, Dustin,” he whispered back, looking me straight in the eyes. “Cum inside me…”

That did it. Gritting my teeth I pushed my penis deep into my older brother’s ass and lost myself in orgasm as my sperm fired off into him. It was, hands down, the best orgasm I’d ever had, period!

“Was it good?” Danny asked, reaching up to stroke my hair.

I stared at him. “Are you kidding?”

Danny giggled. “Stay in me while I cum.”

“Ok.”

I moved so that my penis was as deep inside my brother as I could get it, and then watched him as he masturbated. It was so beautiful watching that body I loved so much as he pleasured himself and, eventually, reached an orgasm. God, I was the luckiest boy in the world for getting to see this!

Once Danny was done cumming, I pulled out of him and we laid side-by-side on the floor, making out with each other. Eventually we got up and headed to the shower, where we cleaned up. The cleanliness didn’t last, though, because pretty soon Danny was bent over with me doing him from behind as the water flowed onto our nude bodies.

My brother and I spent the entire rest of the vacation in the Virgin Islands screwing our brains out. We fucked in every room in the cottage, and once on the beach (never again). We even fucked in the hot tub a couple times. Mostly we did it in bed, though.

It was always me fucking Danny, never him fucking me. I asked him a couple times if he wanted to, but he never did. He said he enjoyed having me inside him to much to want to switch things around.

I’d wondered if our relationship was going to last once we got back home. I never talked with Danny about it. I figured if this vacation was all we had, I wanted to enjoy it as much as I could. Happily, not more than three hours after we got back to Des Moines, I was fucking Danny on his bed.

It’s been a few years since my brother and I started our incestual relationship with each other. Now we’re in college. He’s a dance major, I’m an art major. Most people think we’re gay just because of that. We share a two-bedroom apartment, but we only really use one bed.

I know there’s people out there who would frown on my brother and I and the relationship we have. To each other we don’t even pretend we’re anything other than madly in love with each other. To everyone else… well, some of our friends know, some have figured it out, and it’s not anyone else’s business. As long as Danny and I are happy together, that’s what’s most important, and happy we are

END

Copyright 2008, by Alex Hawk. All rights reserved

Well, there you go, gay incest fans! It’s been a long time since I’ve written an entirely gay story, but here you are. I hope you all liked it! Elements of the story were based on the film “Harry and Max”, which is about a pair of incestual brothers. If you haven’t seen it, do so. It isn’t the best film ever made, but it is reasonably entertaining, and there’s some seriously nice eye-candy.

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Getting Laid in the Badlands

First Time, Incest, Siblings, Straight, Tweens |

October 12, 2008

Getting Laid in the Badlands
By
Alex Hawk

Ah, the Dakota Badlands… what a horribly dull, boring, uninteresting place.

I sighed quietly as I looked out at the desolate nighttime scene. My family and I were out here camping all week and it was, frankly, a glimpse into hell. I really wish we hadn’t come here. But our dad had come from the nearby town of Redemption, South Dakota, and had wanted us to experience this lovely little memory of his youth.

Made me look forward to Alzheimer’s.

“Oh, how jolly,” said my fourteen-year-old brother, Ivanhoe, in a fake, pseudo-British accent.

“Yes, indeed,” replied his twin, Robin, in the same accent. “One so seldom sees quality desolation like this these days.”

“Hmmm, indeed. Makes one long for the halcyon days of yore.”

“Quite, old man, quite.”

I rolled eyes and traded a look with my eleven-year-old sister, Marion. It was bad enough putting up with them and their stupid little act at home, but now they’d taken the show on the road, and god knew where it was going to go, especially with their little habit of pranking.

“I think we’re doomed, Arthur,” she whispered.

“Yeah.”

Yes, my name was Arthur. With brothers named Ivanhoe and Robin and a sister a year younger than me named Marion, you can guess what sort of history and literature our parents tended to like.

“Doomed, dear chap?” Ivan said, coming up to put a hand on my shoulder.

“Not doomed at all, young Arthur,” said Robin, putting his hand on my other shoulder.
Ivan looked at his twin. “Oh… although… we may be lying.”

“Yes, that’s possible,” Robin said with a solemn nod.

I wiggled away from them both and stalked over to where our parents were trying to put up the tent my sister and I would be sharing. We’d been a little iffy on the idea of sharing a tent with each other, especially since I, a healthy twelve-year-old boy, had recently learned to masturbate and wanted privacy, but on the other hand, sharing a tent with the Stygian Twins, two notorious pranksters with a broad sense of humor, didn’t sound like fun.

“Mom,” I said, “why can’t you kill them both?”

“Illegal, dear, sorry.”

“Don’t worry, Arthur,” my dad said, clapping a hand onto my shoulder. “Your brothers will even out a little out here. This place is great, isn’t it?”
I sighed. My dad put me in mind of the dad from “Calvin and Hobbes”, only scarier.

“You guys’ll all have fun!” he persisted.

“Yes, Dad,” I replied, knowing that was the only way to shut him up.

The rest of the day passed by slowly. There really wasn’t much to do out here. We built a campfire, cooked some hot dogs and s’mores, put up with our dad’s idea of a sing-along and looked up at the stars. Mostly, I was paranoid wondering what the twins would do for their first evil trick. As it turned out, it wasn’t anything, which made me really nervous.

Eventually it came to be bedtime. We all dispersed to our tents. When I got to the one I shared with Marion, she was already in there, laying in her sleeping bag reading a book by the light of the lantern swinging from the top of the tent. She looked at me.

“You ready for bed, Arthur?”

“I think so. There’s a whole lot of nothing out there.”

“Good.” She set the book aside and snuggled down under the sleeping bag. I stripped down to my boxers and then turned off the lantern before getting into my bag where I removed my underwear and placed them under my pillow. My sister and I both liked sleeping nude, but that didn’t mean we wanted to see each other that way.

As we laid there in the dark, Marion and I talked with each other. It wasn’t really about anything important, it just helped us to get to sleep. Besides, as I’d mentioned before, there really wasn’t much for us to do out here but hang out with each other, though we did spend some time being concerned about what our brothers had in mind, and what we might do to get revenge.

“So what do you think Mom and Dad have planned for tomorrow?” she asked, changing the subject.

“I have no idea. Something dumb, I’m sure.”

“Yeah.”

We talked a little longer, and eventually drifted onto talking about religion. We’d been raised as atheists, but we’d also been taught to always respect other people’s beliefs, no matter how silly they might be.

One of the things we got to talking about was the difference between Jews and Christians. Most of our friends were, of course, Christian or from Christian families. But I had a friend named Seth who was Jewish, and my sister didn’t really get the difference.

“Well, ok, there’s a bunch of differences. They use Hebrew in their religion, they don’t eat pork, they have a special diet of certain kinds of foods they can and can’t eat, they don’t think Jesus was the son of God, they circumcise their boys, they have just one country where they’re the majority and they don’t use the New Testament, just the old one,” was my summary of a religion several thousand years old.

“Oh, ok.” Marion thought for a moment. “What’s that word you just used?”

“Which one? Circumcise?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh. Well, circumcision is where you remove the foreskin from a boy’s penis,” I said. We’d always been brought up to use the right words for body parts.

“Remove? How?”

Dimly aware that my own twelve-year-old penis was hard, I reached down and gave it a couple slow, gentle strokes, happy that the darkness of the tent would conceal my activities.

“Well, what they do is they cut off the foreskin that covers the tip.”

“What? They cut off the tip?” Marion sounded appalled.

“No, no. Just the foreskin.”

“What’s the foreskin?”

“It’s a mass of loose skin that covers the tip of a boy’s penis.”

“They cut that off?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s just part of their religion. But some other people do it, too. In America most boys have it done.”

“Oh. Did you?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t it hurt?”

I shrugged again. “Maybe. I don’t remember. I was probably only a few hours old when it was done.”

“Oh.” I could tell she was trying to process all this. “So there’s some skin that gets cut off?”

“Yeah.”

“And it covers the tip?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why does it exist? What does it do?”

I thought. “I’m not really sure,” I admitted. “Since I don’t have one, I really don’t know.”

“So, like, all the extra skin gets cut away?” she persisted.

“No, there’s some extra skin still left.”

“Oh.”

“Look, you’ve seen a boy’s penis before, right?” I asked.

“No,” she said, somewhat to my surprise.

“No? I thought you would’ve at least done some sort of show-me thing with some boy by now.”

“No, I’ve never seen one.”

“Oh.” Under the sleeping bag I kept fondling my penis as a thought floated into my young brain. “Well… if you want… and you promise not to ever, EVER tell anyone… I’ll let you see mine.”

“You will?”

“Yeah, if you want to.”

“Uhm… ok, sure. I guess.”

“Ok.”

I took out the flashlight and sat up in my sleeping bag. I pulled the bag open and turned the light on, shinning it onto my erect penis.
Marion stared at my penis for several seconds and then said, “Wow… it looks… kind of cool.”

“You see the loose skin I mentioned?” I asked as I reached down and gave my penis a couple slow, gentle strokes, moving the skin back and forth and feeling a little surge of delight go through me as I realized I was masturbating in front of my sister.

“Yeah, I do.”

I smiled and then closed my eyes and exhaled a little as a wave of pleasure shot through my young body as I kept stroking my penis.

Marion looked at me. “What was that?”

I grinned. “Sorry. This just feels really good, that’s all.”

“Oh.”

“It’s called masturbating,” I explained to my sister, “and it’s a way of getting the feeling of sex without actually having sex.”

“Oh, ok. I guess that’s cool.”

“If I keep doing it long enough,” I added, stroking a little faster, “then I’ll shoot my sperm out.”

“You will? That’s the stuff that makes babies.”

“Yeah.”

“Are you going to do that now?”

“Do you want me to?”

“Sure!”

“Ok. Here. You hold the flashlight.” I passed it to her.

“Ok.” She pointed it at my penis.

I laid back on my sleeping bag and began masturbating nice and quick, knowing that I wouldn’t have to wait too long for my orgasm. Sure enough, after only a minute or two of my sister watching me jerk off, I felt that good feeling spread through my young body as my penis twitched and fired my sperm out all over my naked preteen body.

When I was done cumming, I looked over at my sister, seeing her staring at my body, her eyes wide.

“Wow,” she whispered. “Is that your sperm?”

“Yeah.”

“Can I touch it?”

“Sure, if you want to.”

Marion reached out with a finger and ran it through a small puddle of sperm on my stomach. She then sat back and regarded it.

“Sticky.”

“It is a little, yeah,” I said as I started to clean myself up.

“Hmmm…” She looked down at the sleeping bag she was in and then moved her hand under it. I saw her shift around for a moment and then she said, “There,” and brought her hand back out. My sperm was nowhere to be seen.

I stared at her. “Uh… that probably wasn’t too smart.”

“Why not?”

“You could get pregnant.”

“I don’t think so. I haven’t started my periods yet.”

“Oh!” I brightened up a little. “Ok. Why did you do it?”

Marion shrugged. “I wanted to see what it would feel like inside my vagina.”

“Oh,” I muttered, weakly. “Er… and… what does it feel like?”

“Nothing, really. It felt really, really good putting it in there, though.” She smiled shyly. “I wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime.”

“Uh… I see. Ok. Cool. Well.” A little creeped out, I sat back and got into the sleeping bag again. “Uh… well, we should probably get to sleep.”

“Ok. Good night, Arthur.”

“Good night, Marion.”

As we drifted off to sleep, I thought about how cool it was that my sperm was inside my sister’s vagina. Only a pity I hadn’t been the one to put it there.

* * *

Morning was dull and boring, but in the afternoon one of Dad’s friends brought in some donkeys for us to try riding this lead to Robin walking up to one.

“Oh, hello, Arthur. Looks like you could use a bit of a shave, there.”

“No, no, dearest Robin,” Ivanhoe said. “That is not our loving brother. That is a donkey.”

“Oh, how COULD I have made such an error?” he wailed.

“Well, they DO look rather alike,” Ivan said. “Except that if you look here, you’ll notice an important difference.” He pointed between the donkey’s legs.

“Oh, yes, indeed, Ivanhoe! Quite the difference! For, were that our little brother, a magnifying glass would be needed.”
“Indeed.”

I tried to kick them both, but Marion held me back.

The actual donkey riding was pretty cool, I guess, though there really wasn’t that much that I could see to admire in the Badlands, but our dad was happy which, I guess, was the main point of us being here.

Eventually night rolled around, something I’d really been looking forward to and for a change it wasn’t just because the Badlands were incredibly bored. No, I was wanting to see what was going to happen in the tent.

Marion and I went to bed not too long after our parents did. For some reason I felt compelled to do as I’d done in the past. Stripping to my boxers, then getting into the sleeping bag and then taking them off.

After about twenty minutes of laying there in the darkness, talking to my sister while I idly played with my erect penis, she said, “Can I see you make your stuff again?”

“Sure.” I pulled back the sleeping bag as she turned on the flashlight and aimed it at my penis. I started stroking it as she watched. This inspired me to say, “Can I see your vagina? I mean, you’re seeing me, so it’s fair.”

“Uhm… ok, sure.” Marion pulled aside the sleeping bag and pointed the flashlight between her spread legs. Though I knew there’d be hair someday, there wasn’t any yet, but I could see a small slit with a tiny bump at the top. Her clitoris, I realized. It was a sweet sight!

“Cool…” I whispered, continuing to masturbate as I looked at my first ever real life vagina.

My sister poked a spot within the slit and I saw her finger sink just a little bit inside. She smiled at me. “That’s where I put your sperm last night!”

“Cool…” I whispered again, still awed by that idea.

“What do you think of it?” my sister asked.

“It’s the most wonderful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life,” was my sincere reply.

Marion giggled. “Cool! Yours is neat, too.”

Licking my lips and swallowing nervously, I said to my sister, “Can I touch your vagina?”

“Uh… alright!”

Rather awkwardly I reached out with my hand and let my fingertips brush against my sister’s hairless vagina. It felt… well, it felt like skin. Nothing really special. I did notice a little shiver go through her as I made contact, though.

“Where’s the place your finger went in?” I asked.

Marion took my hand and moved my finger down her slit until it encountered a slightly wet, very warm spot.

“Right there,” she whispered.

I pushed gently, and felt the weirdest sensation as my fingertip sank into Marion’s body. It was going into somewhere very warm, very wet and very tight. I pushed it forward a little more, until it was past the first knuckle, completely awed. Then I went further, until my entire finger was inside my little sister’s vagina.

“Wow,” I said, totally amazed.
Marion, on the other hand, apparently was more than amazed. She was moaning a little and twitching. I could feel the walls of her vagina rippling around my extended finger as I moved it around a little inside her. It was wonderful!

“Ooooh… Arthur… oh, that feels so nice…”

“Good,” I said, not sure what else to say. It certainly felt good for me, even though it was only my finger inside her.

“Can I… can I… touch you…?” Marion gasped.

“Oh… uh… yeah, sure.” Without withdrawing my finger from inside my sister’s vagina I moved closer so that my penis would be in range of her hands.

I paused in my fingering of Marion so that she could concentrate on me for a moment. She reached out and brushed her hand along the shaft of my penis and then wrapped it around me, just like I’d done the night before.

Giving it a couple slow, gentle strokes, Marion said, “Like this, Arthur?”

“Yeah…” I whispered. It felt better than anything I’d ever imagined. Just touching myself hadn’t felt nearly as good as this had!

“This is fun…” Marion whispered as we pleasured each other.

“Yeah…”

“Are you… going to… shoot your stuff… soon?” my sister gasped as I kept fingering her.

“Pretty soon, yeah…” I managed to say, my mind spinning.

I don’t know how long Marion and I masturbated each other, but it was one of the coolest things I’d ever done in my life. I wished it could keep going forever, but only a few moments after my sister asked about my orgasm, I felt it starting, beginning at my penis and spreading through my entire body as, seconds later, my sperm began spurting from me.

Marion let go of my penis as the flow began. I pulled my finger out of my sister’s vagina and rolled onto my back, overwhelmed with pleasure as I experienced my first ever orgasm from another person.

When I was done cumming, Marion took a finger and ran it through a puddle of my sperm. Then, just like she had yesterday, inserted it into her vagina. She giggled. “I like doing that. It feels nice.”

“Good,” I gasped out. A thought hit. “How about… you and me… get the rest in there… together?”

“Ok!”
I took a finger, coated it with my sperm and slipped it into my sister’s vagina. As soon as I’d taken my finger out, she did the same thing. We each repeated this process a couple times until all my sperm was inside her body.

Once we’d both cleaned up, we didn’t talk too much. Both of us were kind of tired and my brain, at least, was really overwhelmed with everything we’d done. As sleep took me, I found myself wondering what was next for my sister and I.

* * *

Fishing was on tap for the next day. We’d all been forced to get up way, way too early and get our gear together so that our dad could take us to some desolate pond where, from all appearances, if there WERE any fish, they’d probably get out of the water and beat the crap out of us for trying to catch them.

I was dimly aware, at one point, of Robin and Ivanhoe talking to each other.

“Tell me, dear chap,” said Robin. “How warm do you think that water is?”

“This time of year, fondest brother? Goodness knows. Do you have a thermometer?”

“I lack such an implement, I fear.”

“Oh, a pity. I guess we shall remain ignorant.”

“Indeed, unless…”

“Yes?”

“Well, a thought occurs.”

“Ah?”

“A way to tell the temperature without a thermometer.”

“Indeed? Do tell, brother of mine, do tell.”

That was when I felt a hand pushing me from behind. I fell face first into the pond and sat up, sputtering water.

“Ah! A brilliant solution, brother! But it may lack some accuracy.” Ivanhoe leaned down and asked. “Tell me, oh wetted one, what do you think the temperature of the water is?”

I snarled at my older brother, “If you really wanna know, come in and find out.” I grabbed for him, but he dodged.

“Now, now, Arthur. Maybe the Lady of the Lake will get you free from that place of damp. Come, dear brother,” Ivan said, putting his arm around Robin’s shoulders as the two of them walked off.

“I hate them so,” I muttered as Marion came over and helped me out of the water.

“Yeah, they can be jerks.”

“We need to plan something to get revenge.”

“We will,” Marion promised.

In the end, no one managed to catch any fish. Later my father confessed there hadn’t been any in that pond in decades. He just enjoyed going there and fishing, getting away from the world and all that.

In short, our dad was insane.

That night Ivan and Robin continued their amazingly clever campaign of jokes by placing a fake rattlesnake inside my tent. Ho-ho-ho. I stormed out of the tent and gave them several suggestions for what they could do with the snake, but they appeared unimpressed.

Later that night my sister and I retired to our tent. This time we didn’t even pretend that we weren’t going to do anything. We just stripped nude and laid on top of our sleeping bags, the lantern from the top of the tent set on its dimmest setting so that we’d have enough light to do what we wanted and to see it, but not enough that everyone outside would be able to see what we were up to.

“You wanna touch again?” I asked Marion.

“Ok.” She said. We moved close together and reached out with our hands, each of us starting to pleasure the other.
Marion and I didn’t say very much as we laid there, her hand on my penis and my finger inside her vagina. We just wanted to make one another happy, and we were certainly managing to do that.

“This feels soooooo good,” Marion whispered.

“Yeah…”

After a bit, though, my sister piped up with, “I wonder…” then went silent.

“What?” I asked through the pleasure.

“Well… stop for a second… I have to think…”

“Ok.” I withdrew my finger from my sister’s warm, heavenly vagina.

My sister sat up. “Do you want to try putting your penis in my vagina?” she asked after a moment of thinking.

I sat up quickly, my heart skipping a beat as my throat went dry. “What? Really?”

“Yeah… just to see what it feels like.”

“Are you sure?” I asked as I got up onto my knees.

“Yeah. I mean, it’s not like it can hurt anything and I just wanna see what it feels like to have you in me.”

“Well… sure!” I said, not really needing to be convinced of the idea of losing my virginity. “Ok. Well… lay on your back, then.” I’d seen a couple porno’s and figured that I knew how this should be done.

“Alright.” Marion wiggled around and got onto her back, her legs spread slightly.

I tried to calm myself as I got between her legs. “Ok… uhm… hold your legs up and spread them as wide as you can get them,” I said, remembering the porno’s I’d seen.

“Ok,” she said, doing so and using her hands to hold her legs up.

I stared at my sister’s vagina, unable to really believe what I was going to be doing. I scooted forward and touched the tip of my penis to what I figured was the right place and then, taking a deep breath, gave a little push.

It didn’t go in.

“Stop, you’re not in the right spot,” Marion said.

“Sorry.”

She reached down and took hold of my penis, redirecting it. This time I felt the tip press slightly into her.

“Ok… that’s the spot. Go slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

Taking another deep breath and looking down at our bodies, I pushed with my hips once more. This time I could not only feel but also see as my virgin twelve-year-old penis entered my little sister’s eleven-year-old virgin vagina. After just a couple seconds, all I could see were my bare pubes mashed up against hers.
My mouth dropped open as I looked up at my sister’s face, unable to believe I was actually getting laid. From the expression she had it must’ve been as incredible for her as it was for me.

“Does it…” I swallowed and tried to make my mouth work again. “Does it feel ok…?”

“Oh, yes…” Marion whispered. I felt her legs wrap around my body, her vagina rippling around my penis. “It feels really good…”

“Good…”

Closing my eyes I started moving back and forth a little, fucking my sister slowly and really enjoying the sensation. If I’d thought that being masturbated by her was wonderful, this was a whole new order of magnificence.

I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back from cumming for very long and, sure enough, very quickly I felt my orgasm building and hitting. I let out a loud gasp of pleasure and pushed deep into my sister’s vagina as I penis began to twitch, releasing my sperm into a girl for the very first time. When I was done, I collapsed on top of Marion, breathing hard, my mind basically blank. I’d just gotten laid! What a wonderful thing!

Marion giggled after a couple moments. “Are you dead?”

“I think so,” I gasped back.

She giggled again. “Did you like it?”

“Oh, yes. Did you?”

“Yeah.”

I rolled off my sister, my still hard penis popping out of her vagina. I couldn’t believe I’d just gotten laid! I’d never expected for that to happen, not in a million years and certainly not with my own sister!

We laid there quietly for a few minutes before Marion said, “Hey, Arthur?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we do it again?” She sounded a little embarrassed, but not much.

“You mean right now?” I asked, very aware that my penis was still hard.

“Yeah.”

“Sure!” I said, sitting back up.

“No, wait,” she said and blushed. “Can I try being on top this time? I heard that girls can be on top, too.”

“Uh… ok, sure.” I laid back down.

My sister moved over and straddled my waist, taking my penis in her hand. It took her a couple tries to get us both lined up correctly, but then she slowly lowered her vagina down around me.

“Oh… I think it’s deeper this way…” she whispered once I was all the way inside her.

“Yeah…” I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t really care. I just knew that it felt VERY good in there.

I reached up and tickled my sister’s nipples as she rode me. She giggled, which made her vagina contract around my penis. I liked the feeling that resulted from that and so I did it a little more.

“Ooooh… oh… Arthur…? That feels… too good… stop…” Marion gasped.

“Ok.” I did and instead moved my hands back to cup her butt as I thrust up into her.

“Oooo… I like that, too…”

I said nothing, I just kept fucking up into Marion’s vagina, lost in the bliss of incestual intercourse. It was incredible. It was also guaranteed to make me cum really quick. I tried to hold back, but it was pointless and after only about three minutes of sex, my penis once more fired my sperm into my sister’s body.
As the last of my sperm shot into my sister, I dimly wondered if I’d wind up getting her pregnant at some point. I mean, if we kept doing this eventually she’d start her periods and then I’d probably end up being a daddy with my sister. What a weird concept.

When I was done cumming this time, Marion got off me, my penis and a little of my sperm slipping out of her. She fell down onto her sleeping bag, breathing hard and smiling a big smile at me.

“THAT was fun.”

“Yeah, it was!” I kissed her on the cheek.

“We should probably get to sleep.”

“Yeah.” Come to think of it I WAS a little tired from all the activity.

“Good night, Arthur,” she said, as we got back into our sleeping bags.

“Good night, Marion.”

Slowly sleep took us.

* * *

“I am REALLY sore,” Marion whispered to me with a giggle.

“Me, too. But not in a bad way.”

“Yeah!”

We giggled as we followed our dad on some insane hike over the rocks of the Badlands. We both felt pretty silly. We’d wanted to fuck once before we got out of bed, but we didn’t have the chance. Needless to say we were really looking forward to bed tonight.

“You know, Robin, I’ve started up a new hobby,” I heard Ivanhoe say as we walked along. Instantly I tensed up.

“Oh, yes, dear brother? What sort of hobby is this?”

“Believe it or not, I’ve taken up the study of arachnids.”

“Oh? Did you know they’re named after Arachnae, from Greek mythology?”

“I did know, dearest brother, I did.”

“So what else have you learned, oh, smart one?”

” I have learned that scorpions are part of the arachnid family.”

“Oh?”

I braced myself. I just KNEW something bad was in the offing. I made ready to spin around and deck either twin when they tried something stupid.
“In fact,” Ivanhoe continued. “I’ve actually got one here!” He paused. “Or at least I thought I did… it seems to be missing.”

Robin said, “Here it is, dear brother!”

I heard a small shriek from Marion. I looked over to see her yanking her shirt off as a very fake plastic scorpion fell onto the ground.
“I’ll kill you!” She shouted, turning around and leaping onto Robin.

It took a few moments for our parents to separate the two of them, by which time Marion had landed a good solid smack on Robin’s face, leaving a nice bruise. She got her shirt back on and spent the rest of the day staring death at the twins.

The rest of the hike went uneventfully, and when we got back to the camp, my sister and I hung around with everyone else, but really we were doing nothing but killing time, waiting until tonight when we could spend an hour or two screwing our young bodies to sleep. When night fell, we pretty much sprinted to our tent to “sleep”.

We wasted no time once we were there. We stripped naked and laid down on the sleeping bags, hugging each other and snuggling, my hard penis poking against my sister’s vagina.

Marion giggled at the contact. “You’re always ready for something, aren’t you?”

“Well, yes,” I admitted.

“Good. Me, too.”

We both giggled and I said, “Well… are you ready for me to put it in again?”

“Sure.”

My sister rolled over onto her back. I got between her legs and very easily, much more easily than the first time, pushed my penis into her vagina, sliding in all the way with one smooth, easy thrust.

“Aaaaah…” she whispered once I was inside. “I really like this, Arthur…”

“Me, too…” I said as I started fucking slowly. I’d spent the day thinking about how I was going to do it with her and I decided that I’d try pushing all the way in, pulling out until I was almost totally out of her, and then pushing back in.

This seemed to be a good idea. Pretty soon Marion was squeezing my butt with her hands, wrapping her legs around my body and whispering, “Oh, Arthur…”

“Is this good…?” I asked.

“Oh, yes…”

I was beginning to get an idea of why adults talked about sex so much. Nothing I’d ever thought about in my life felt better than this did! I was surprised they ever managed to do anything else with their time when they could be fucking.

“You wanna try… a different way…?” I gasped out to Marion.

“Ok…”

I pulled back, my penis withdrawing from Marion’s vagina. “Turn over and get on all fours. I wanna try doggie-style.” Like most everyone else, I’d heard about it, but of course never tried it. Figured I might as well now.

“Alright.”

Once my sister was in position, I got behind her and pushed my penis into her vagina once more. Instantly I knew that I didn’t like it as much as I liked being on top of her or having her on top of me. It felt good, but not AS good and I couldn’t see her face or her chest, both of which I liked. Plus my knees started to hurt.
It felt good enough, though, to get me to a good, hard orgasm after only about four minutes of fucking my sister in this position. As I came inside her, I pictured my sperm swimming through her body, wondering what they’d wind up finding.

Marion and I made love three more times that night. Two of them were with me on top and once with her on top. It was pretty sweet! When we were all done, we snuggled into my sleeping bag and fell asleep together.

The rest of our camp out in the Badlands passed much happier for us. We spent as much time as we could fucking our brains out and just generally enjoying each other’s bodies in ways I’d never guessed at before.

For the next four years we carried on together, marveling at the changes that went through our bodies as we passed through adolescence. We had sex almost every day during that time, and never once used any protection, and I always came inside her. It was a minor miracle that she didn’t get pregnant during this time.

Eventually our physical relationship faded into the past, as these things do. We didn’t ever decide to stop having sex, it just sort of happened at one point. After a while we both fell in love with other people, and now she’s married, though I’m still single.

I’d never have sex with my sister again, and if I had kids and found out they were fucking, I’d be pissed. But I don’t regret anything we ever did with each other. Not everyone gets their first time with someone they REALLY love.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Nunc id vedes, nunc ne vedes!

I was thinking about working on this story a little more, but I like it like it is. I hope all you enjoy it, too!

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Blake and Ashley

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October 12, 2008

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“Spare change, sir?” came the voice from behind me as I tried to juggle my groceries, my umbrella and my car keys all at the same time. A difficult logistical feat, to say the least.

Once I had the car door open, I peered over at the person who’d asked me the question. He was a boy, probably in his early teens. He had spiky brown hair, brown eyes, a slightly too big nose, and slightly crooked smile. He was much more than slightly cute!

With him was a girl who was probably just a little younger than him. She had hair and eyes very similar to his. Probably related to him, I guessed. The two of them were trying to huddle under some newspaper pages.

Tossing my groceries into the car, I said, “Hang on a second.” I normally didn’t give any money to street kids, but these two looked so pathetic I couldn’t help it. I rooted around in my pocket, pulled out my wallet and looked inside.

Nothing.

Scowling a little, I said, “Crap. I’m sorry. I thought I had some money.”

“Oh,” the boy said, sounding like he was trying hard to not express his disappointment. “Well… ok. Sorry to bug you.” He and the girl turned to leave.

“No, wait,” I said. I looked them over. “When was the last time you two had anything decent to eat?”

The girl spoke. “Well, we went to the free hot lunch yesterday, but today’s Thursday, so they aren’t having it.”

“Ah.” I thought for a moment and then shrugged. It was only three days before Christmas. I could afford to do something nice.

“Look, if you guys want I’ll let you come with me back to my house. I was going to make some spaghetti for dinner, and I don’t cook small. If I don’t have company, I end up with lots of leftovers. Would you like to come over and have something to eat? I don’t live very far from here. You can get cleaned up, too, if you like.”

The kids traded looks with each other. The girl shrugged a non-committed shrug. The boy looked at me and said, “Well… I guess it’ll be ok. You seem alright and stuff. Plus it really sucks out here today.”

I nodded. It was about thirty-nine degrees and raining. Probably the worst form of weather in the world, but pretty typical for Seattle at this time of year.

“Alright. Well, wring yourselves out as best you can and get into the back seat, ok?”

“Alright.” As I got into the driver’s seat the kids got into the back. I cranked up the heat and started to pull out of the parking lot.

“So I’m Chris. What’s your names?”

“I’m Blake. This is my sister, Ashley.”

Well, I’d called that one right. “Nice to meet you two.” I looked at them in the mirror. “How old are you guys?”

“Thirteen,” Blake said.

“Twelve,” came Ashley’s response.

“God. And you’re stuck out here on the streets? Damn.”

“Well… we had some… some problems back home,” Blake said evasively.

I nodded. I’d dealt with some street kids before. Most of them had what they thought were really good reasons to be homeless. Most of them were wrong. Some of them had been kicked out of their homes rather than leaving by choice and from the vibe I was getting from Blake, I guessed that was what had happened here.

The drive took only about five minutes before we got to the small house I was renting in Green Lake. I had a fairly decent income from a decent job I had with a certain local software company. I wasn’t hugely well compensated, but I had enough money to drive a fairly new car and live in a nice, if small, rented house.

“Well, come on in and get comfortable,” I said, walking into the house and turning things on. “Leave your shoes by the door, please, and put your coats up on the pegs. They’ll dry faster that way.”

“Ok,” said Blake. He hung up his coat and then helped his sister take off hers. Once both were coat-less, they walked into the living room.

“Have a seat,” I suggested, pointing to the couch. “I’ll cook up something for dinner in a few minutes. I wanna relax a little first.”

“Alright,” Blake said, amiably.

“Hey, you wanna play a video game or two?” I asked the kids. “I got an Xbox and a GameCube.”

“Do you have Halo?” Blake asked.

“Yeah.”

“Cool! Can we play that?”

“Sure, if you like.” I booted up the game and played a couple of death matches against Blake and Ashley, and then I turned it over to them while I cooked up some dinner. Spaghetti was always one of my specialties, and I loved to cook it. Within forty-five minutes, I had three plates of nice hot food ready to go. I went into the living room and passed it to the kids. We ate and watched a South Park DVD.

After dinner was done, I said to Blake and his sister, “If you two want, you can cycle through the showers. I’ve a couple bathrobes you can wear, and I’ll toss your dirty clothes into the laundry.”

“It would be nice to have a shower,” said Ashley, longingly. “I haven’t taken one in more than a week.”

“Yeah, me, either. ok. We’ll do it.”

“Cool. Who goes first?”

“Let Ashley go first.”

“Ok. Come on, Ashley. I’ll show you where everything is.”

I lead her into the bathroom and showed her how to work the shower and handed her a bathrobe.

“Leave all your clothes piled up in here. After Blake is done with his shower, I’ll get everything into the laundry.”

“Ok.”

I left the bathroom and heard the water start up. Returning to the living room, I sat down next to Blake.

“So how long have you two been out on the streets?” I asked.

“Like since right after Thanksgiving.”

“Man, that blows.” Delicately, I said, “Do you mind if I ask why you guys are out on the streets?”

“Well…” He looked a little awkward. “We had some problems with our parents.”

“Yeah, you’d mentioned. What kind of problems?”

Blake looked really embarrassed now. “I… it’s kind of… it was just something that happened, that’s all.”

I nodded. “Look, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I’m just curious. You and Ashley seem like good kids. I can’t imagine any parent who’d kick you two out.”

Blake blushed a little. “Thanks. Well… do you really want to know?”

“Yeah.”

“And you’re not, like, going to kick us out tonight or anything like that? If I tell you? I don’t want you to like think we’re… well, you know.”

Now I was REALLY curious. “I promise I won’t boot you guys out. Well, not unless you killed someone or something.”

Blake shook his head. “No, it wasn’t anything like that.” He took a deep breath. “Ok, basically, Ashley and me were home alone one day and our parents came home early and…” He took another deep breath and then all at once said, “Weweremasturbatinginfrontofeachotherandtheycaughtus!”

It took a few seconds for my brain to decode all that. “You were… oh… OH!” I laughed a little. “Good lord, is that all? You had me worried.”

Blake blinked. “What do you mean, is that all?”

I shrugged. “My sister and I masturbated in front of each other a few times. Heck, once or twice we even did it to one another. I know a lot of people who’ve done that. It’s not a big deal.”

“It’s not?”

“Hell no.”

Slowly he said, “So… you don’t, like, think we’re horrible little perverts or anything?”

Laughing I put an arm around his narrow shoulders. He was terribly cute, looking all stunned like this. “No, I don’t think that. It’s not a big deal. Like I said, even my sister and I did it together.”

“And you really even…” He blushed. “You touched each other?”

Nodding I said, “Yeah. I fingered her and she jerked me off. It wasn’t any big thing.”

Blake said, “Wow… so you don’t think we’re bad or anything?”

“No, I don’t. Your parents really overreacted. They should have never booted you out.”

“Our parents are pretty religious. They said they didn’t care if they ever saw us again and that God would punish us and stuff.” He shrugged. “I don’t believe in that stuff myself.”

“Good boy.” I ruffled his hair.

“Bark, bark!” He grinned. “I’m glad you don’t, like, hate us or anything.”

“Naw, you’re both too nice.”

“Cool.”

“Did Ashley touch it when you guys were together?”

“One time she did, yeah.” Now I knew they’d done it more than once, which wasn’t really a surprise.

“Did you touch her, too?”

Blake nodded. “Yeah.”

“Did you actually stick a finger inside, or just run it around outside?”

“Just on the outside.” He grinned his crooked little smile again. “It was really nice, though.”

“I bet! You guys ever do anything else with each other?”

“No.”

I grinned a little. “So you’re still a virgin, huh?”

Blushing again, Blake said, “Yeah, and so is Ashley.”

“That’s cool. I was a virgin until I was your age. Then I got lucky.”

“Cool!”

A few minutes later Ashley got out of the shower and came in wearing only the bathrobe. She looked really, really cute.

“I’m all done,” she said.

“Cool. Come on, Blake, I’ll get you set up.”

“Alright.”

I took Blake back to the bathroom and walked him through the same stuff as I did with Ashley. Then I said, “Go ahead and strip and I’ll take your clothes and hers and get them soaking. Looks like there’s some pretty serious dirt on here.”

“Ok.” Blake started undressing and soon was fully nude in front of me. My eyes drank in the sight of his naked young body. It looked as though he hadn’t been in puberty all that long. He had hair above his penis but not a huge amount of it. His chest was still underdeveloped, but looked really nice and when he turned to adjust the water, I saw an adorable little ass. Oh, he was cute, cute, CUTE!

“You know,” I said after a moment, “Ashley is really lucky.”

“What do you mean?”

“You looked very nice. You have a really good body. She’s lucky she got to see you jerking off like that.”

Blake blushed, the color spreading from his face down onto the rest of his body. He somewhat shyly put his hands over his penis, which I saw start to twitch and harden. “Thanks,” he mumbled.

I laughed. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to try to molest you or anything! I’m just saying you look really nice, that’s all.”

“Ok. Thanks.” He smiled a shy little smile.

Seeing him relax a little bit, I slowly moved towards him, putting my hands on his wrists.

“Can I see it?” I asked.

Hesitating for only a moment, Blake said, “O… ok…”

I gently pulled his hands away, exposing his now completely erect thirteen-year-old penis. It looked to be a little bit more than about four-and-a-half inches long.

“Very nice,” I said quietly.

“Thank you,” Blake replied with a shy grin.

Moving so as not to scare him, I put my hand out and wrapped it around Blake’s penis, stroking it slowly.

“How does that feel?”

“Good,” he whispered.

I silently masturbated Blake for about a minute and then said, “I wanna make you cum, ok?”

Blake swallowed hard and nodded. “Yeah… ok…”

I knelt down in front of the young boy, cupping his tender little ass with my free hand as I slowly slid my mouth down onto his virgin teenage penis, savoring the delightful taste of his first few drops of pre-cum.

“Oh, god,” Blake whispered, resting his hands on my head.

I grinned a little. I gave killer head, and actually being able to blow a thirteen-year-old virgin boy was a real treat! I knew he was really getting into it, too, because in addition to having his hands on the back of my head he started moving his hips, trying to fuck my face while I sucked him off.

Normally I would ask a boy to let me know when he was going to cum, but in this case I guessed I could probably figure out when it was going to happen. Sure enough, I felt Blake’s body begin to tense and heard him start whimpering faintly. Moments later I felt his penis begin kicking inside my mouth and I started swallowing hard as his sperm shot itself down my throat. It had a flavor reminiscent of fruit punch for some reason.

After Blake was done cumming, I pulled off him and wiped my mouth.

“Did you like that?” I asked, grinning up at him.

Breathing hard, Blake managed to nod and said, “That was just… wow…”

“I’m sorry,” I said with a little blush of my own. “I know I’d said I wouldn’t try to molest you or anything.”

Blake shook his head. “No, it’s ok. I mean…” He shifted around a little looking embarrassed. “There was this guy a couple weeks ago who paid me fifty bucks to give me a blowjob.”

“Oh.”

Blake smiled at me. “You’re much more cool than he is, though, and you gave a better one than him. I didn’t cum for like ten minutes with him doing it.”

“Oh, well, that’s cool, then.”

He smiled his crooked smile once more. “If you want to do it again sometime, I probably won’t mind.”

“Cool.” I grinned myself. “What did Ashley think of you going off with that guy?”

Blake shrugged. “Originally he wanted to watch her give me a blowjob, but when he found out she was my sister he offered to give me one instead.”

“Oh, ok.” Me, I would have offered quite a bit more to watch a boy get a blowjob from his sister, but that’s just me. “Anyhow, I should probably get back to the living room before Ashley starts wondering if you drowned or something.”

“Alright.”

I watched him climb into the shower, really enjoying the view of his firm little butt, and then walked to the laundry room. I tossed the clothes into the washing machine with quite a lot of bleach and then let them soak. Returning to the living room, I saw Ashley watching some music videos on Fuse. She looked up at me.

“There you are.”

“Here I am.” I sat next to Ashley.

“Thanks for letting us stay here tonight, Chris,” she said with a little smile.

“You’re welcome. Thanks for agreeing to stay with me. I always like having some company.”

“Cool.”

“So it’s gotta suck being only twelve and stuck out on the streets.”

Ashley nodded. “Yeah, it bites. Better than being at home, though, after what happened.”

Quietly I said, “Blake told me about what happened.”

Ashley looked shocked. “He did?!”

“It’s ok, it’s ok,” I said, soothingly. “I don’t think there was anything wrong with you two watching each other play with yourselves.”

“But… our parents said…”

I shrugged. “Parents are sometimes wrong. My sister and I used to watch each other and a couple times even did it to one another. We turned out ok.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It’s not a big deal, trust me.”

Ashley looked a little relieved. “I thought we were like really bad or something.”

I shook my head and put an arm around her shoulders. “No, it’s perfectly ok.”

“Cool.”

I laughed a little. “I’m just jealous of Blake,” I said with a grin, gearing up for what I had in mind.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I bet you look really beautiful when you’re… you know… doing that.” I grinned sweetly. “I’m sure he enjoyed the view.”

Ashley turned a deep red. “Thanks.”

“Were you guys naked when you did it?”

“The last time we were. I think that’s why our parents freaked out so bad.”

“They probably thought you two were getting ready to have sex.”

Ashley nodded. “Yeah.” She looked kind of depressed

“Aw, cheer up, Ashley. You guys are safe now. You can stay here with me for a little while. I’ll do what I can to help you out.”

“You will?”

“Yeah! You’re both good kids.”

“Thanks!” She gave me a little hug.

“I’m still jealous,” I mumbled as I hugged her back. She giggled a little.

Pulling away from Ashley I said, “Ashley?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I see what you look like naked?”

I couldn’t read her face. “You want to see me naked?”

“Yeah. I saw Blake as he was getting ready for the shower. I’d like to see you, if you don’t mind. You don’t have to,” I said, holding up a hand as it looked like she was about to say something. “But I just want to see you, that’s all.”

Ashley thought for a few seconds. “You won’t, like, try to touch me or anything?”

“Not if you don’t want me to.”

“Well… ok.”

“Cool.” I sat back on the couch.

Ashley very shyly untied the belt of the bathrobe and then slowly opened it up, revealing her adolescent body to me. She had very small, barely there kind of breasts, and had only a few strands of pubic hair. She looked beautiful!

“You’re gorgeous,” I whispered.

“I am?” Ashley blushed.

“You are. Absolutely. Blake’s a very lucky boy.”

“Thank you.”

Softly I said, “Do you mind if I touch you? Just a little bit? I promise if you don’t like it or anything I’ll stop.”

“I don’t know…” She sounded very uncertain.

“Please? You let Blake touch you, after all. I just want to touch you a little. I promise you’ll like it and if you don’t, I promise I’ll stop.”

After a few seconds of quiet thought, Ashley said, “Ok.”

I moved over to sit next to her again and reached out a hand, very slowly running it from her shoulder down onto one of her small breasts. I felt the nipple harden under my hand and squeezed the small mound gently. Then I stuck out my index finger and began tracing lazy circles around said nipple, eliciting faint gasps from the young girl.

Knowing that I was on the right track here, I leaned down and gently started licking and sucking on her nipple while at the same time drifting my hand down towards her nearly hairless vagina. Once there, I started to rub and apply a gentle pressure against the preteen girl’s clitoris.

“Ooooooh…” Ashley moaned. “That feels… oh… so nice…”

“Is this kind of how Blake touched you?”

“Yeah… only you’re doing it better…”

I grinned. “Then you’ll really like this.” I kept my eyes fixed on her face as my probing fingers found the right spot. I stuck out the middle finger and slowly slid it up inside her virgin vagina. Perfect inside her. Warm, wetish, tight. I began working it back and forth inside her young body, quite pleased at the look of bliss on her little face.

“You like that, huh?” I asked, continuing to finger her slowly.

Unable to speak, Ashley merely whimpered a little and nodded.

Grinning widely I said, “You think this is good, just wait.”

I moved myself down until I was kneeling between Ashley’s legs, staring down at her vagina. Keeping my finger inside her, I leaned forward and gave her clitoris a couple licks. Hearing the low moan this got from her, I decided to go all out and soon was licking every inch of her clitoris, her labia and even working my tongue up inside when my finger wasn’t in her.

It was amazing, really. I mean, here I was eating out a virgin twelve-year-old girl, and less than fifteen minutes ago I’d given her virgin thirteen-year-old brother a blowjob. What a wonderful day this was turning out to be! It was especially nice because this was the first time I’d ever done anything with an underage girl.

It was at this point that I started to consider the possibilities. I really, really wanted to see Blake and Ashley fuck. I knew it would be incest, and it would be ten kinds of wrong, but I didn’t really care. That just turned me on more, really. I had to come up with some way to make this happen. If nothing else, watching these two children lose their virginities to each other would be a majorly cool thing. I started to formulate a plan while I continued my oralizing of the little girl.
Despite the fact that I didn’t have a lot of experience with girls, I could still tell when one was about to cum, especially because Ashley began really making a lot of noise and started thrashing around. Moments later I felt her vagina begin to contract sharply around my probing finger. With all the noise she was making at this point, I was happy Blake was still showering, cause I really didn’t want him walking in yet.

I pulled my face up and looked at Ashley. She was breathing hard and had a really blissed-out look on her face.

“I take it you liked that?”

“Oh, yes,” she whispered.

My finger was still buried inside her warm vagina. I moved it around a little. “Just wait until the first time you have a boy’s penis inside here. From what I hear, it’s even better than what I just did.”

“Yeah…”

Hearing the shower turn off, I withdrew my finger from Ashley’s vagina and said, “You better wrap up.”

“Ok.” She tied the belt back around herself and made herself look presentable. By the time Blake had walked into the living room, clad only in a robe of his own, we were both sitting there watching TV and looking pretty innocent.

“There you are,” I said to him with a smile. “Feel better?”

“Yeah! I think I left a shitload of dirt in your shower, though. Sorry.”

“It’s ok.”

Blake walked over and sat next to his sister, her between us. I said, “You wanna play some more video games?”

“Sure!” they both chorused. They looked at each other and laughed. Mutual post-orgasmic silliness.

Blake and Ashley

We played video games for a couple hours, just talking about this and that. I had certain plans in mind to get the kids into bed with each other, but I knew I had to go carefully. The last thing I wanted to do was scare them off.

“So you guys mind if I ask you a couple questions?” I asked.

“No, go ahead,” said Blake as Ashley nodded her consent.

“How many times did you guys… you know… in front of each other? And yes, Blake, Ashley knows that I know.”

“Oh.” He looked at his sister and then shrugged and said, “Well, like about eight times, I think.”

“Yeah, that sounds right.”

“How did you get into it?”

Ashley said, “Well… I walked in on Blake once like three months ago when he was in the bathroom. He was sitting on the toilet and he was… you know…” She blushed again. “Anyhow, I kinda freaked and went running to my bedroom and later when I calmed down we talked about it.”

“Yeah. It was kinda weird talking with Ashley about it, but…” Blake shrugged. “Once we started talking and she understood what I had been doing, she told me she did it to and I told her I’d let her see me do it if I could see her do it.”

“And so we did it in front of each other.”

I nodded. “Yeah, that’s kinda how me and my sister got into it, only we were watching a porno together and there was a shot of a guy jerking off and she wanted to know what he was doing. It went from there.”

“So you really don’t think it’s wrong or anything?” asked Blake.

“Hell, no. I mean, my sister and I turned out ok. It’s just playing around, you know? Not any sort of big deal.” Carefully I said, “You think you two will ever do it again?”

They traded looks. Ashley shrugged and said, “Maybe.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

“Well, if you two want to do it again, and you wanna try touching each other some more, I can show you ways to touch that will be better than what you’ve done before. I can especially show Blake how to do some of those things I did to you, Ashley.”

Ashley perked up a little. “Really?”

Blake looked at his sister. “What did he do to you?” he asked in a slightly aggressive tone.

“Oh, calm down, Blake. I gave her an orgasm just like I did with you.”

Ashley blinked in surprise. “You gave Blake an orgasm, too?”

To Blake I said, “I ate her out while you were in the shower,” and to Ashley I said, “I sucked his dick while we were both in the bathroom.”

Both kids sat there silently for a few moments, digesting what they’d just heard. Eventually Ashley said, “Can you really show Blake how to do that?”

“If you want me to, yes. I can show you how to make him feel really good, too.”

The kids traded looks again. Blake said, “I guess it’s ok with me.”

“Yeah, me, too.”

“Cool.” I set my game controller aside. “You want me to teach you guys some stuff right now?”

Again the children looked at each other. Finally Blake said, “Yeah, sure, I guess so.”

“Ok.” I turned off the TV and the X-Box and said, “Well, you’ve both seen each other naked before, right?”

“Yeah,” said Ashley.

“You ever hug each other while naked?”

They shook their heads.

“Well, why not take off the bathrobes and give each other a hug while you’re naked?”

The kids looked at each other once more and then, blushing and giggling, they slowly, and quite literally, disrobed. Blake’s penis was already hard. He and his sister leaned close and briefly put their arms around each other.

“No, no,” I said. “Stand up and do it that way and hug really, really close, so that as much of your bodies as possible are touching.”

Moving shyly, Blake and Ashley stood up and put their arms around each other. They pulled close until Ashley’s small breasts were pressed against her brother’s chest and his hard penis was rubbing against her stomach.

“How’s that feel?” I asked, covertly reaching down to massage my hard on through my pants.

“It’s nice,” Ashley said. “I like it.”

“Me, too.”

“Ok. Now, why don’t you lower your hands down and put them on one another’s butts?”

Giggling again, the children moved their hands down until they were cupping each other’s ass.

“You got a really cute butt, Blake,” Ashley said with a giggle as she gave her brother’s backside a gentle squeeze.

“You, too.”

“So go ahead and sit back down on the couch. Blake, you sit between me and Ashley.”

“Ok.” He did so.

Looking over at Ashley, I said, “Now. The center of a boy’s world is his penis.” I took Blake’s in my hand and gave it a couple slow strokes. “It’s really easy to make a boy feel good just by doing this. Why don’t you give it a try?”

“Ok, sure.”

I let go of Blake’s penis and Ashley took it in her hand, stroking it a little awkwardly. “It feels kind of strange,” she said, looking up at me.

I laughed a little. “Yeah, I bet it does. I remember what it was like the first time I touched another guy. What do you think of it, Blake?”

“Oh, I like it,” he said, grinning his crooked grin again.

“You wanna try giving him a blowjob?” I asked Ashley.

She looked down at her brother’s penis. “I don’t know…”

“Oh, come on. Give it a try at least,” I coaxed. “It’s really a lot of fun, believe it or not.”

“It is?”

“Yeah! And anyhow, if you do that, then I’ll teach Blake how to use his tongue on you like I did.”

“Oh!” She seemed to perk up a little. “Well, ok. How do I do it?”

“Here, let me demonstrate.” I took Blake’s penis from her and slowly lowered my face down. I gave it a couple very theatrical licks, making sure Ashley could see what I was doing, and then opened my mouth wide and slid it downward until I had most of Blake’s penis in my mouth. I moved it up and down a little bit, savoring the taste of boydick. God, how I loved to give teenagers blowjobs!

“You ready to give it a try?” I asked Ashley, popping my head back up.

“Sure, I guess so.”

I watched Ashley take hold of her older brother’s penis. She took a deep breath and then leaned down and gave it a couple tentative licks.

“It doesn’t really taste like anything,” she said after considering for a moment.

“No, it really doesn’t.” I looked at Blake. “If you even THINK you’re going to cum, PLEASE say something so she can stop, ok?”

“Ok,” Blake replied, a little breathlessly.

I nodded at Ashley. “Go for it.”

Taking another deep breath Ashley opened her mouth and slowly put it down around her brother’s penis. She held herself steady for a moment and then began bobbing up and down.

“Oh, god, that’s nice,” Blake whispered, resting his hand gently on the back of his little sister’s head as she blew him.

I sat back and rubbed at my crotch some more while I watched Ashley blowing Blake. After only a minute and a half of her sucking him, I could tell by his face that he was probably getting close to blowing his load. I tapped Ashley on the shoulder.

“Ok, go ahead and stop now. It’s time for us to do stuff to you!”

“Ok!” She perked up instantly as she sat up. Blake looked not quite as pleased, but still not unhappy.

“Go ahead and switch places,” I said. The children moved around so that now Ashley was sitting between me and Blake. “Now, Blake. You do everything I do, ok? Just follow my lead and I’ll show you how to make your sister feel really, really good.”

“Ok.”

I reached out and rested one of my hands on Ashley’s left breast, massaging it gently. “You do the same,” I said to Blake.

“Alright.” He shyly put out his hand and placed it on Ashley’s other breast, moving much the same way I was.

“You like that?” I asked her.

Ashley nodded. “Yeah, it feels pretty nice.”

“Now, Blake, try doing this.” I leaned forward, pulled my hand away and started gently licking and sucking on Ashley’s nipple. I did this for a few moments and then sat back up. “Just lick it and suck it very gently.”

“Ok.” Shifting around a little, Blake started oralizing his sister’s breast, doing his best to copy my movements.

I started massaging her other breast and looked at her face. She had her eyes half-closed and seemed to be really enjoying herself. Good. It would certainly make everything else I had planned quite a bit easier.

“Now when you touched your sister’s vagina before,” I said to Blake, “you told me that you just sort of ran your fingers along it, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Show me how you did it, ok?”

Nodding, Blake reached down with a couple fingers and ran them gently along his sister’s bare slit. Ashley stifled a little gasp of pleasure.

“Ok, that’s a good start. Give me your hand.” Blake put his hand in mine and I pressed the boy’s fingertips against his sister’s clitoris. Ashley moaned a little again. I grinned at young Blake.

“See how much she likes that?”

“Yeah!” He grinned his crooked smile once more. God, he was cute.

“Now see what this is like.” I extended his middle finger and slowly worked it up inside his sister’s tight vagina. “There you go,” I whispered once the boy’s finger was entirely inside Ashley. “What do you think of THAT?”

“That is so fucking kick-ass,” Blake said after a couple moments. He grinned widely again. “This is so cool!”

I sat back and watched Blake fingering his sister for a few minutes. Eventually Ashley reached over and started stroking his penis like I’d showed her. It was one of the most beautiful sights I’d ever laid eyes on. I really wished I’d had a camera out to record it. Oh, well.

“Now it’s time for you to learn a little more, Blake,” I said.

“Ok.”

“Get down on the floor.”

“Alright.” He looked up at me as he got comfy. “Is this the part where I have to… use my tongue?”

“Yep. It’s not a bad thing, though. And Ashley’s going to LOVE it.” I winked at the girl. She giggled.

“Ok.” Blake stared down at his sister’s vagina. “So… how do I do this, then?”

“Well, you see that little knob right there?” I asked, pointing to her clitoris.

“Yeah?”

“Lick that, then down onto and all around her slit, and then if you want, you can try to stick your tongue up into her.”

“Ok.” Trying hard to hide his look of mild disgust, Blake moved his face down between Ashley’s legs and started in. At first there wasn’t any real reaction from her, but then she started to whimper just a little and was soon running her fingers through Blake’s short hair, making delighted sounds as she did so.

I leaned down and started licking and gently biting Ashley’s nipples while her brother continued to eat her out. After a couple minutes I said to him, “If you really wanna drive her nuts, try moving your mouth like you’re sounding out the letters of the alphabet.”

“Ok,” came his mildly muffled (as it were), voice.

“Oooooh…” Ashley moaned. “Oh, yes…” While I continued to play with her nipples, she looked at me and said, “Aren’t you going to get naked, too?”

“Do you want me to?”

Silently she nodded.

I looked at Blake. “What do you think?”

He pulled his face up and shrugged. “Sure, I’m ok with it.” Then he went back to oralizing his sister.

“Alright.” I stood and quickly got myself out of my clothes. I wasn’t in the best of shape. I didn’t exercise much and spent too much time in front of the computer, so I had a bit of a gut starting to happen. On the other hand, I had what was normally a great attribute, namely a rather large penis (a bit more than 8 inches). I knew this would be a problem if I attempted to fuck a girl like Ashley, but it came in handy with other people.

Speaking of my penis, both kids were now staring at it with wide eyes. “Will mine get like that some day?” asked Blake.

“Well,” I said, opting for honesty. “Mine’s larger than normal. But you’ll probably add another two or three inches, sure.”

“Cool.”

“Can I touch it?” asked Ashley.

“Sure, if you want.”

Ashley reached out and ran her fingers along the shaft of my penis. “Feels different from Blake’s.”

“Well, yes, it would. I’m not Blake.” I smiled.

She smiled back and wrapped her hand around my erection, stroking it a little. “I like it, though.”

“You like it more than Blake’s?”

Grinning a little she said, “I like his a lot, too.”

“Can I also touch it?” Blake asked suddenly.

“Yeah, go ahead.” I was very happy with that idea!

Blake put his hand on my penis as Ashley let go of it. I watched this cute little teenage boy masturbating me and felt very pleased indeed!

I could sense that both children were relaxed enough to take this to the final stage. To actually have them fuck. If I succeeded, it would be one of the most amazing sexual things I’d ever been involved in. If I failed… well, at least I’d have memories of what had already happened.

Time to get moving. I took a breath to calm myself and said, “So now I’ve shown you two how to make one another feel good by taking turns doing stuff with each other. Would you like to learn something that will make you both feel great at the same time?”

“Ok!” they both said at the same time, and then giggled.

“Ashley, turn so that you’re laying on your back. You can put your head on my lap.”

“Ok,” said the pre-teen girl as she moved the way I’d told her. Looking up at the shaft of my penis she gave it a little lick and giggled. I smiled at her.

“Blake,” I then said, “you go ahead and kneel between Ashley’s legs.”

“Alright.” He got up off the floor, rather awkwardly positioning himself between his sister’s legs, his almost hairless, virgin teenage penis pointing up at the ceiling.

“Ok! You two are doing really good.” I smiled at both kids. They smiled back, looking a little nervous, but also looking incredibly horny. “Now, Blake. Take your penis in your hand and rub it up and down against your sister’s vagina. Just like a paint brush.”

“So… actually touch it with my dick?” He said after several quiet moments. I’d say it was a pregnant pause, but… no.

“Yeah. Don’t try to stick it in her or anything,” I hastened to add. “Just… well, here, let me show you. Switch places with me.”

I got up and Blake moved over, letting Ashley rest her head on his lap. I saw her hand wrap around his penis, almost of its own volition. A very positive sign! As for me, I got between Ashley’s legs and stared down at the virgin vagina of this beautiful twelve-year-old girl. I was about to be the first person to ever touch a penis to that most magnificent part of her young body. Wonderful!

I took my penis in hand and, as I described to Blake, began moving the head of it all over the young girl’s bare vagina. Each time I brushed against her clitoris, I put just a little pressure against it, and each time I came across the entrance to her vagina, I pushed slightly into her. Not enough to really even justify the word “penetration”, but enough to get most of the tip inside her.

“You see what I’m doing, Blake?” I asked quietly.

“Yeah.”

“You think you can do it like this?”

“Oh, hell, yeah.”

“Ok. Let’s switch places again.”

We moved around again, and when I sat back down and Ashley put her head on my lap, she also took my penis in her hand, just like she’d done with her brother. Damn, that was nice!

Blake settled down between Ashley’s legs and began to slowly rub his penis against her, doing his best to copy all the moves I’d used, including pressing against her clitoris and even doing his best to poke the head against the entrance to his sister’s vagina. I wondered several times if he’d just try to stick it in her on his own, but apparently he wasn’t that bold.

As for Ashley, she had her eyes closed, and several times as her brother’s penis moved along her slit, she would tighten her grip on my erection. It was pretty obvious that she was really starting to get into this.

I instinctively knew that this was the time. The kids had become comfortable with the idea of their most private parts touching each other. They’d learned the pleasures between their legs that they could give one another. It was time to take this up to the next step.

“You guys wanna try one last thing?” I asked softly, not wanting to break the mood.

“Like what?” Ashley asked, looking up at me.

I reached down and gently cupped one of her breasts. “Well, if you want, you could try letting Blake slide his penis into your vagina. From every girl I’ve ever heard, being fucked by a boy is the best, most wonderful feeling in the world.”

“Really?” She looked from me down to where her brother was rubbing his penis against her vagina. He wasn’t moving around as much as he was, but he was still getting some motion in.

“Oh, yes. You’ll love it. Look at Blake’s face. He really wants to do it, don’t you, Blake?”

Silently, the boy nodded. He swallowed hard and said, in a slightly cracking voice, “Yeah, Ashley… if you wanna let me, I’d love to try it…”

“I’m not sure…” she whispered, lust warring with nervousness.

I continued to massage her breast while Blake kept rubbing against her. “Just try it, Ashley. If you don’t like it, you can just have him stop.”

Ashley bit her lower lip and considered this. She looked at her brother. “If I want you to stop, you will, right?”

“Yeah, of course I will, Ashley. You’re my sister. I don’t want to do anything you won’t like. I love you.”

My heart sang at that last sentence. That was the best thing Blake could have said during this sort of situation.

“I… well… alright. I guess. We can try it.” She sounded a little scared, but resolute. I could tell Blake’s comment had done the trick.

“Cool!” Blake said in a hoarse whisper, his crooked smile returning. He looked over at me. “So, like, do I just put it in, or what?”

“Well, here, let me help you.” I moved out from under Ashley’s head and put a couple pillows under it so the girl wouldn’t be uncomfortable. I crouched down on the floor next to the kids. “Ok, now… Ashley, spread your legs as wide as you can and sort of lift them up a little. That way it’ll be easier for Blake to get his penis into you.”

“Ok.” She did so.

“Right.” I reached down and slid a finger into her tight vagina. She was good and wet. “It’s really nice in here,” I said with a smile.

“Thanks,” she said, giggling.

I pulled my finger out and took hold of Blake’s penis. Leaning down, I rather awkwardly sucked him off for a few seconds, getting him good and wet. With my other hand I used two fingers to spread open Ashley’s vagina, pulled my face up and placed the tip of her brother’s erection against it.

“Are you ready?” I asked Ashley.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“Are you ready?” I asked Blake.

He opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, but only nodded silently.

“Ok. Just push it in her really nice and slow.”

Blake began applying a gentle pressure and at first nothing seemed to happen. But then, with a suddenness that surprised me, I saw the entire tip of his penis, and about an inch of the shaft, slide into Ashley’s wet vagina. She let out a little gasp and I saw her wince slightly.

“Hold still a moment, Blake.” I turned to Ashley. “Are you ok? Does it feel alright?”

“Yeah,” she managed to say after a moment. “It stung a little… but now it’s ok…”

“Alright.” I nodded at Blake as I moved my hand down to begin stroking my own penis. “Keep going.”

“Ok,” the young boy whispered.

Blake started pushing against Ashley again, and very slowly, very steadily, I saw his entire hard, thirteen-year-old virgin penis begin to inch its way up into his sister’s almost hairless, twelve-year-old virgin vagina. He got a very startled look on his face when he found he wasn’t moving forward anymore. Both children looked down to where their bodies joined.

“Oh, shit,” Blake whispered. “We’re actually fucking, Ashley…”

“Yeah… oh, god…”

“How does it feel?” I asked Ashley, stroking myself a little more.

“It’s… oh, it’s so nice…”

“For me, too,” gasped Blake.

“Start moving,” I suggested. “Go slow, you’ll enjoy it more.”

“Alright…”

Blake started moving. He was trying his best to go slow. I could see everything I wanted to from this angle! I could see his smooth, hairless butt rising and falling, I saw his face and his sister’s and I could see brief glimpses of his teenage penis sliding slowly in and out of his preteen sister’s vagina.

I began openly masturbating now as I watched the children fuck for the first time. I’d seen many people have sex before, but never anyone this young. I’d seen boys lose their virginities before and taken a few from girls myself, but I’d never seen it between a pair of virgins. And I’d never seen a brother and sister having sex before. It was so incredible!

Blake’s movements began to accelerate. It was plainly obvious he was going to be cumming soon. I thought about having him pull out, but I figured the odds of him getting Ashley pregnant were pretty low, and every boy should experience his first time to the fullest.

Soon he was gasping for breath and started to say, “Ashley… I… oh… AAAH!” He pushed hard against his sister, his eyes screwed shut. I watched his butt twitch and in my mind pictured his young penis shooting his sperm into his sister’s preteen vagina.

Much my surprise, I saw Ashley’s body tense up moments later. She made little mewing sounds and hugged her brother tightly as her own orgasm took hold of her. I hadn’t seen too many girls cum their first time with a boy, but I was certainly happy to see it now.

Once he was done cumming, Blake stopped moving and sort of collapsed on top of his sister, sweat beading on his face. He looked down into Ashley’s eyes.

“I love you, Ashley,” he said.

“I love you, too, Blake.”

Then moving almost in unison, both children put their faces together and started kissing. It began as a chaste little kiss, but soon their mouths were open, tongues twirling together as they showed their love while basking in the afterglow of their first fuck.

Blake propped himself up on his elbows, penis still inside Ashley’s vagina. He looked over at me, that cute crooked grin on his face. I was forced at this point to stop masturbating lest I wind up cumming. I’d never seen a boy look as gorgeous as he did.

“Did I do it ok?”

“Oh, yes. Yes, you did.”

“Cool.”

Feeling somewhat shy myself, I asked, “Blake? Do you mind if… if I give you a kiss?”

He blinked. “You wanna kiss me?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Cause you’re really fucking hot.”

“Oh.” He grinned a little. “Ok.”

I leaned forward and gently pressed my mouth against his, prying it open with my tongue and swirling mine around with his. It was wonderfully cool to think that I was kissing a thirteen-year-old boy who currently had his penis stuck inside his twelve-year-old sister’s vagina.

“Do you wanna kiss me, too?” Ashley asked after I broke the kiss with Blake.

“Sure!” I put my head down and was soon kissing Ashley just like I had with Blake, thinking how cool it was that NOW I was kissing a twelve-year-old girl who had her thirteen-year-old brother’s penis deep inside her vagina. Ah… glorious!

While I was kissing Ashley, I felt Blake begin to move. He was starting to fuck Ashley again. I lifted my face up and said, “Hang on a second, Blake.”

He stopped. “What?”

“Pull out for a moment,” I said, reaching over and digging around inside a drawer built into one of the end tables.

“Why?” he whined.

I rolled my eyes. “Just do it, ok?”

Sighing a little, Blake pulled back and his penis slid out of Ashley’s vagina. I could see her fluids glistening along the shaft and could see a little of her brother’s sperm oozing out of her vagina. I fought the urge to get down there and start licking it all out of her.

From inside the drawer, I pulled out a little foil packet with the words, “Snugger fit” printed on it. I knew these would come in handy. I held it out to Blake and said, “The first time you fucked her, it was ok that you came inside her. It was your first time and hers and you both needed to experience everything. But from now on you should always use a condom. You don’t want to get her pregnant.”

“Oh!” Blake looked startled at the possibility and stared at the packet in his hand.

Ashley looked a little alarmed. “He didn’t make me pregnant, did he?”

“Have you started having periods yet?”

“No…”

“Then you’re probably ok. But it’s better to be safe than sorry. The odds of him making you pregnant from one time are pretty low. But each time you do it there’s a new chance. So just use condoms and you won’t have to worry. Plus Blake won’t cum as fast, which means you’ll both enjoy it even more than you already did.”

“Oh, ok.” She looked relieved.

“Can’t I just pull out before I cum?” Blake whimpered. I could empathize.

“You can, but there’s still a small chance of getting the girl pregnant unless you know what you’re doing.”

“Oh.”

Blake was just looking at the condom packet with a blank look on his face. I said, “Do you know how to put that on?”

“Not really.”

I sighed. “Don’t they teach you kids anything in school these days?” I stuck my tongue out at them and they both laughed. “Pass it here.”

I took the condom from Blake and opened it up. Pinching off the tip, like you’re supposed to, I set it on the head of his penis and very slowly rolled it down the shaft. It was a bright, bright, neon/signal flare orange color.

I loved, flat out LOVED, seeing underage boys wearing condoms. There was just something so incredibly sexy about it. The hard penis, the young body, the anticipation on their faces, the knowledge that soon that boy would be getting laid. It was just so darn nice!

“There you go,” I said, sitting back.

“That feels kinda neat!” Blake said, wiggling his penis back and forth.

“I bet. So you think you can get it inside her yourself this time?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

Blake lowered himself down so that his condom-covered penis brushed against his sister’s vagina. It took him a couple tries, but I soon saw it slide into Ashley’s waiting body once more.

Both children moaned as they started fucking again while I began slowly masturbating to this underage sex show. It was basically a repeat of what they’d done the first time, only this time they were kissing while they made love. I certainly didn’t mind seeing all this, but I did start to think of something else.

“You guys wanna try something a little different?”

“Like what?” Ashley asked.

“Well, how would you like to be on top?”

“Me on top? How?”

“Blake-”

“I know, I know. Pull out.” He did so, his bright orange penis coming into view.

“Ok, Ashley. Stand up.”

“Alright.” She did so, a little trickle of her brother’s sperm leaking out of her body.

“Right.” I moved onto the couch. I wanted a better view of this. “Now, Blake, you lay down.”

“Ok.”

“Now, Ashley. What you do is you sort of get on top of him, straddle him like a bike or a horse, and then you just sort of lower your vagina down onto his penis.”

“Oh? Ok.”

Ashley climbed up onto the couch and very awkwardly held herself over Blake, who was smart enough to hold his erection up for her. She adjusted herself around a little and then very slowly slid her vagina down around her older brother’s penis. All I could see was her labia stretched out around Blake’s shaft, and had a faint glimpse of the orange condom.

“Oooooh… wow,” she moaned as she sank down all the way. “I think it’s a little deeper like this… It sure feels nice…”

“Cool.” I reached down to where their young bodies merged and gently ran my fingers along Ashley’s clitoris. “One nice thing about this position, Blake. You can do all sorts of good things to the girl while she rides you.”

“Yeah!” He reached up and started fondling his sister’s breasts.

I felt the desire to kiss Ashley, so I moved my body around so that I could do so. As we kissed, I felt Blake’s hand take hold of my erection. Then, much to my shock, I felt a very nice wet warmth slide around my shaft. I looked down to see Blake’s mouth wrapped around my penis. An unexpected, but very, VERY welcome surprise! I repositioned myself to make it easier on him. For a thirteen-year-old boy, he was unexpectedly good at sucking dick.

Blake pulled his mouth off me after about two minutes, which was good cause I was going to have to have him stop before I came anyhow, and said, “Oh, god, I’m cumming again!” He grunted a little and pushed hard up into his sister, lifting her slightly off the couch as he filled the condom with his precious teenage sperm.

“Jesus,” he gasped, his head falling back onto the couch. “That was just… damn!”

I grinned at him. “Liked that, huh? She’s quite lovely.”

“Yeah, that, too,” Blake said with another flash of his crooked smile.

It took me a moment to catch up to that, but then I grinned myself. “Yeah!” I leaned down and gave the boy a hug and then sat up to hug Ashley, feeling her bare naked body pressing against mine. I was acutely aware that I had yet to climax.

“Ashley?” I asked in a careful voice.

“Yeah?”

“Can I try fucking you?”

“You?” She looked startled and glanced down at my penis, her brother’s still inside her vagina. “Will it even fit?”

“Yeah. It might not be easy, but I can get it in. And just like with Blake, if it hurts, I’ll stop.”

“Well…” She looked down at Blake. “Do you mind?”

“No, it’s cool.”

Ashley shrugged. “I guess we can try, if you want.” She lifted off Blake, his still mostly hard penis slapping down onto his stomach.

“Cool!” I helped Blake remove the condom and then said, “Why don’t you sit on the edge of the couch? I’ll kneel between your legs and do it that way.”

“Ok.”

Ashley and I moved around. I knelt down between the young girl’s legs and looked at her.

“I’m not going to use a condom. I don’t ever use them. But I can keep myself from cumming inside you.”

“Ok.”

“If you don’t mind, though,” I said, stroking her breasts and clitoris gently. “I’d actually like to cum inside you just this once. I’ve never fucked a girl your age before and since you haven’t started your periods yet, it’ll probably be ok. Do you mind?”

“I guess not,” she said after thinking about it a little.

“Cool.” Looking at Blake I said, “I could use a little lube, Blake. How about you give it another special kiss?” I said, gesturing towards my penis.

Blake laughed. “Ok, sure!” He moved down next to me and took my penis into his mouth, getting it as wet as possible. When he pulled his face away, it was fairly dripping.

“Cool. Nice job.” I ruffled his hair again.

“Bark, bark!”

I positioned myself at the entrance to Ashley’s vagina, rubbing my now well lubricated penis against her young slit.

“You ready?”

“Yeah…”

I pushed against her, very grateful for the lubrication that Blake’s saliva provided, and began to slowly work myself up inside Ashley’s warmth. It took some real effort, and I could tell it hurt her a tiny bit, but eventually I managed to get every bit of my twenty-five-year-old penis up into Ashley’s very tight twelve-year-old vagina. Oh, it was wonderful!

I thrust gently inside her, almost overwhelmed by the fact that I was fucking a twelve-year-old girl who had just lost her virginity to her virgin brother. I looked at her face and said, “How does it feel?”

Ashley grimaced slightly. “It hurts a little bit… but mostly it feels nice. Really different from Blake.”

“Can I keep going?”

“Yeah…”

I started fucking Ashley with a very slow, steady rhythm. It was a good thing I’d secured the right to cum inside her, cause this was one of the few times that my self control was being really tested. I could have shot off inside her from the first moment I began, but I was determined to hold off until Ashley had her orgasm.

Thankfully it didn’t take long. What really put her over the edge was when Blake got on the couch next to us and started kissing her while he reached down to rub her clitoris. It was enough to trigger her orgasm and I felt her vagina clutch tightly and repeatedly around my hard, thrusting penis.

And THAT was more than enough to finally push me over the edge. I gave a low moan and soon began adding my sperm to Blake’s, filling up Ashley’s vagina. It was going to go down in history as one of the best orgasms I’d ever had in my entire life.

No sooner was I done cumming than Blake wanted a turn. I pulled out, he put on a condom (blue this time), and was quickly fucking his sister once more.

We spent most of the rest of the day having sex. Blake used a condom every time but the last, cause by then I’d run out. He fucked her, but was (barely), able to pull out before he came. I fucked her without a condom each time, but I never came in her after the first.

At one point during the night, I even let Blake fuck me, which I didn’t do with very many guys. Ashley confessed that she thought it was really cool watching us do it. She liked it even better when we sixty-nined for her. It was one of the best days of my life!

Blake and Ashley basically started living with me after this point. I let them sleep together in the guest bedroom, which soon became, more or less officially, their bedroom. They fucked on an almost constant basis. I’d pick up a twelve pack of condoms at Safeway, only to have them use them up after only two or three days. I knew they fucked without them sometimes, too, cause I caught them at it a few times. They didn’t do it much, and when they did I knew Blake always tried to pull out, but a few times he’d shoot his sperm into his sister’s unprotected vagina. One part of me really wanted to see him get her pregnant, but I knew this would be a bad, bad thing.

Most times the kids didn’t even bother wearing clothes. They’d just wander the house naked and screw whenever the urge took them. I still remember one of the most wonderful sights I’d ever seen was the two of them sitting side-by-side on the couch, Blake’s beautiful face, complete with his crooked smile and slightly too big nose, his penis very, very hard, while next to him sat Ashley, legs parted slightly, enough to give one a view of her perfect little vagina.

They basically fucked whenever the mood took them. And it took them a lot! I was frankly stunned at how much they had sex with each other. Sometimes I’d come home and they were fucking on the couch, or I’d wake up and hear them screwing in their bedroom.

I wasn’t left out of all this, mind you. Sometimes the three of us would have sex together, usually in my bed, and sometimes I’d have sex with just one or the other of them. A few times when they’d sleep with me, I’d wake up to see them screwing first thing in the morning. A couple times I even woke up to the delicious sensation of Ashley’s vagina sliding down around my penis. She’d ride me while Blake and I made out with each other. I never wore a condom when I fucked her, not even once, but I always took care never to cum inside her.

After about six months, I finally decided they should be staying with me on a permanent and official basis. I hacked into a few databases with a friend of mine and changed things around so that I was legally their guardian. It took some real effort, but it seemed worth doing, and it meant that when September rolled around, I was able to get them into school.

In August Blake and Ashley came to me to talk about the idea of them having a baby. They were both really keen on the idea. I ran through all the problems of it with them, but they always managed to come up with solutions, including a fairly clever way of dealing with the inevitable questions that would rise as to who the father was.

I finally gave them my conditional blessing, and soon they were always fucking, without condoms and with Blake cumming in his sister every time. It meant I didn’t get to fuck her, but that was ok. I’d finally talked Blake into the idea of letting me fuck him, and he’d taken to that like a duck to water. His favorite thing was to fuck Ashley while I fucked him. He said he made his orgasms even better.

Each week they planned to do a pregnancy test, so I bought several at Costco. As things transpired, I only needed to use two of them. Blake apparently had very frisky sperm. By the start of September, just before they returned to school, we knew that he’d managed to get his sister pregnant.

In June, during a little period of about a month when both children were fourteen, Ashley gave birth to their baby boy, which they named Alex Christopher. I was flattered by them giving him my first name as a middle name. They’d had plenty of prenatal care thanks to my insurance, and the baby was healthy and happy.

It’s been four years since I met these two wonderful children out in the cold December rain. We’ve moved into a larger house nearer to my job in Redmond, and Blake and Ashley have been talking about having another baby. She’s been on the Pill since the birth of Alex, but that’s easy enough to stop doing. She’s also floated the idea a few times of me fathering the next one. A twenty-nine-year old man knocking up a sixteen-year-old girl wouldn’t go over well with the authorities, but there were ways around that, and I frankly liked the idea.

I suppose there are those unimaginative sorts who would say that what I’ve done is wrong. I took in two kids who were tossed out onto the streets by unforgiving parents. I gave them a place to live, provided for their materiel and sexual needs, helped get them through school and helped them to become parents of their own. I don’t see any of this as being especially wrong. Do you?

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

PHEW! Now THAT’S a story! Wish I could illustrate these damn things, but do I have any artistic skills? Noooooo… Well, I can draw stick figures, but I don’t see them as being especially erotic. Maybe some people do. It might be nice to have some for my other stories, too. Can you imagine something like “Chasing Colt” with some nice illustrations? If anyone wants to send along any of their ideas, I would be appreciative.

Anyhow, as per the usual this thing is entirely fictional. Nothing like this has ever happened to me or anyone I know! Trust me! It’s all made up! Maybe. Mostly. Bits of it are true, anyhow. Like it DOES rain a lot in Seattle! (yeah, that’ll do) And Blake and Ashley and Chris aren’t based on anyone at all in the real world, honest-to-goodness, cross-my-heart and all that stuff. Really. Trust me. Would I lie?

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Ramble

Adult/Youth, Bi, First Time, Gay, Incest, Pregnancy, Siblings, Teens |

October 12, 2008

Ramble
By
Alex Hawk

The heat and humidity were oppressive in that special way that only a Mississippi summer can be. Both were hovering around 100. The air was heavy, moist and yucky. My family and I were moving from our small town, La Fontaine, Mississippi (near Biloxi), soon, going up North on Monday. My Dad had gotten a really good new job. We’d be living up in Washington State, in Seattle. From what I’d heard the sun never shined up there. I was somewhat looking forward to seeing what it might be like to have a summer that wasn’t as bad as they were down here, but I still didn’t want to leave.

I took a long drag off my illicit cigarette and blow the smoke out into the air. Needless to say, my parents would kill me if they ever found out that I was smoking. Not me, their dear little fourteen-year-old son.

I was clad only in my boxer shorts as I sat here in the small abandoned cabin in the woods. So were the other boys who were with me. These were Dothan, who was fifteen, Peabo, who was fourteen and Peabo’s little brother, Parr, who was twelve. We were in our boxers for two reasons: it was much cooler this way and it saved time for later.

“Sucks you’re gonna be gone, Ramble,” Peabo said.

“Yeah, I know.”

“Maybe you’ll meet up with some cute Yankee girl,” Dothan said with a wicked grin. Dothan was obsessed with the idea of sex, as were we all. Just the idea, mind you. None of us had actually HAD sex yet, at least not with a girl.

“I’m sure I’ll meet a lot of them. But will they let me lay them?”

“You gotta promise to let us know if they do,” Parr said.

“I will, you bet on it.”

“Wonder what it feels like,” mused Dothan. “Tell us again what it felt like when you fingered Stephanie McNeil, Peabo.”

Peabo sat up, a small twitch in his shorts giving sign of the erection developing. “Well, it was really warm and really tight, okay. Kinda wet. I bet it would feel fuckin’ great to have your dick in there. I know it was really sweet having my finger in her.”

My own penis twitched and began to harden up. It always did whenever Peabo talked about his adventures with Stephanie. They’d dated for like four weeks. He’d felt her up a little and got to finger her, but she broke up with him shortly after that. There was one part of my mind that wondered if Peabo was really into girls. I wondered that about myself a lot, too.

“What were her tits like?” Parr asked, rubbing at his own erection. His was the smallest of us three, didn’t even have hair yet. Dothan’s penis was the largest, at least seven inches. He was really proud of it. Me and Peabo each sported about five-and-a-half inches or so.

“Oh, they were really fine, they were. Like a scoop of peach ice cream with a little cherry on top.” Peabo grinned widely. “A little warmer than peach ice cream, though.”

We all laughed. We’d heard all the jokes before. We’d heard all the stories before. It didn’t matter, they were still cool.

“I’m gonna get naked,” Dothan announced as he stood and pulled down his boxer shorts, his hard penis bobbing up in front of his body. He was the leader of our little Club, We all took our cues from him and undressed ourselves. Once we were naked we sat down and each started jerking off slowly.

“It’s gonna suck when you’re gone, Ramble,” said Parr. “It’ll only be us three in the Boys Club.”

“You’ll get someone else to join in, just like how we got you when Ashley left.” Ashley was sixteen and he’d been a member of our little Club, but he’d left right after he lost his virginity. That was one of the rules of the Boys Club, as you might guess from the name.

“Yeah, I suppose,” Parr said, but he didn’t sound really convinced.

“My brother Fenton will be turning twelve soon,” Dothan said. “We can have him join on his birthday, just like we did with you, Parr.”

“Yeah, that’s cool.”

“You wanna let me suck you for a bit, Ramble?” asked Peabo. “Since this is your last time, we might as well have all the fun we can.”

“Hell, yeah. Suck away.” I held my penis out to make it easier.

Peabo moved towards me and lowered his mouth onto my hard teenage penis. I let out a little sigh of pleasure. I’d been blown by six boys since I’d joined the Club. Peabo was definitely the best at giving head.

Like all the other boys, I’d joined the Club when I turned twelve. Dothan, who’d been invited in the year before, had brought me into it. The Club was a group of boys, usually three to six of them, who all got together at least once a week. We talked, we smoked, we sometimes even drank. What we mostly did, though, was have sex with each other. We’d jerk each other, blow each other and the youngest boy would always get fucked by the others. It was a lot of fun, mostly, though I remember that my first time being fucked had hurt a little. I actually started to enjoy it after a while, though, and sometimes I even let Peabo fuck me when he stayed at my house. He was going to be staying the night tonight and I was looking forward to having him inside me one last time.

None of us were gay, mind you. We were all straight country boys. We just really liked having orgasms and since we were all virgins, we had to get some somehow. It felt better doing it with another boy than by yourself, and so the Club. One of the rules of the Club was that you had to leave when you lost your virginity to a girl. That meant we all had to be straight, right?

“Hey, Parr. Get the stuff,” Dothan said, getting up onto his knees and holding out his hand.

Parr rumbled around in a small box and pulled out a little jar of Vaseline. He got some onto one of his fingers and slid it up into his butt. With his free hand, he handed the jar over to Dothan. Dothan said thanks and proceeded to rub the Vaseline all over his penis until he was good and slicked.

“Ok, Parr. You ready?”

“Yeah.”

The younger boy got down on all fours while Dothan got in behind him. Dothan lined up his fifteen-year-old penis and slowly pushed it up into Parr’s tight twelve-year-old ass. Once he was inside, he started very slowly and steadily moving, fucking Parr with a nice gentle series of thrusts, while he reached around and gave the younger boy’s hairless penis a few strokes.

Parr let out a little purring, moaning sound. One of the unwritten rules of the Club is that you never admitted that you liked to get fucked or that you liked to give blowjobs. That might make you a fag. But given how much I liked getting fucked myself, I could tell Parr enjoyed it.

After about five minutes of blowing me, Peabo looked over and said, “Hey, Dothan. Give me a turn.”

“Ok.” Dothan pulled back, his penis sliding out of Parr’s butt. He sat down next to me, stroking his erection slowly as we watched Peabo get in position behind his little brother and start fucking him.

“Can’t wait until I can start popping Fenton,” Dothan said. “It’s cool that Peabo gets to fuck his little brother.”

“Yeah,” I said, masturbating happily while I watched the brothers have sex with each other. The idea of incest really turned me on for some reason. Typical southern boy, I reckon the jokers would say. I knew that if I had a brother or a sister, I’d try to fool around with them. Sex was so incredibly cool, how could you not want to do it with anyone you could?

Peabo looked over at me, his lips parted slightly, his long, red hair swinging back and forth as he fucked his little brother. His body looked so wonderful when he was fucking. I could just watch him screw all day. “You want a turn, Ramble? Or should I just cum?”

“Let me have a turn,” I said, getting up onto my knees. Taking the Vaseline, I lubed up my penis and made ready.

“Ok.” Peabo pulled out of Parr’s butt and gave it a little slap.

“Hey!” Parr squawked. “Don’t do that.”

Peabo chuckled and said, “I’ll make it up to you,” as he laid down on his back under Parr, taking the younger boy’s penis into his mouth. Peabo loved giving head, though of course, like the rest of us, he’d never admit to it.

I got in behind Parr and pressed my penis against the little boy’s butt, feeling his flesh yielding as I slid all the way up inside him, until I felt my pelvis resting against his young ass. I savored the sensation of being inside Parr once again. I had no idea when, or if, I’d ever get to fuck another boy, and I was determined to enjoy it.

I still remembered what it had been like to fuck my first guy back when I was thirteen. That was another rule of the Club. For the first year you could blow, you could get blown, you could jerk, you could get jerked and you could get fucked, but you couldn’t fuck until you turned thirteen. I fucked Peabo for my first guy, and he fucked me for his first. We’d both joined at nearly the same time, though I was a couple weeks older than him.

Feeling my orgasm beginning to build, I breathed out, “You guys… care if I… cum inside him… first?” It was considered good manners to ask before you became the first to fill the boy’s butt with your cum.

“No, ain’t no problem,” Dothan said with a shrug. Peabo, mouth around his brother’s penis, simply nodded.

“Ok,” I whispered. Moments later my body began shaking and trembling as I let out a couple gasps and began firing blast after blast of hot teenage sperm into Parr’s tight little twelve-year-old butt. When I was done, I held myself inside him for a moment, enjoying what I figured would be my last ever fuck with Parr.

“Pull out, Ramble,” Dothan said, moving over towards us.

“Ok.” I sat back, my penis sliding out of Parr. Dothan got in behind him and started fucking the boy with some real enthusiasm.

I sat down and watched while Dothan fucked Parr as Peabo laid under them both, blowing Parr for all he was worth. Meantime, Peabo’s penis was going unloved. Feeling generous, I reached out and started jerking him off. I loved giving him, or just about any of the guys in the Club, orgasms.

Peabo was always a sucker for my hand, that was for sure. It wasn’t more than about two minutes of me beating him off before I felt his penis start bucking and kicking as his sperm shot out all over his chest and stomach, some of it even landing on his chin.

At about the same time, Parr let out a little whimper and I saw his young penis twitch a little inside Peabo’s mouth. I knew he wasn’t making any sperm yet, but at least he still got the good feelings of orgasm from his brother’s mouth. Moments later, Dothan’s orgasm hit him as he filled the boy’s tight little ass with several hard blasts of teenage sperm.

Dothan pulled out of Parr’s ass after he was done cumming, a big satisfied grin on his handsome face. A couple old towels were produced and we all cleaned up, then laid back, naked and tuckered out after our session of sex.

“That was fucking sweet. You got a good, tight ass, Parr,” Dothan said, lighting up a cigarette. “Can’t wait until we can start popping Fenton,” he said again.

“Yeah. I can’t wait until I can start fucking, too,” Parr replied, lighting up a smoke of his own.

As the two of them talked, I leaned over and whispered to Peabo, “You’re still coming over tonight, right?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“Cool.”

The four of us sat in quiet for several minutes and then Dothan said, “Come on, guys. Let’s get back home.”

We pulled on our boxers and then the rest of our clothes and slowly made our way back out into the larger world.

* * *

Now it was night. One of those warm, humid nights one always had during summer in the South. Peabo and I were hanging out in my bedroom, playing around with my XBox. It was one of the only things in my bedroom, along with the TV and, of course, my trusty Vaseline, that weren’t already packed. We were still fully clothed, though of course that wouldn’t last long.

“You wanna switch over to Halo?” I asked Peabo. We’d been playing Project Gotham Racing 2.

“Sure.”

I sat up and switched the discs around and soon we were playing co-op, wasting Covenant bastards left and right.

“Punks stand up to get slapped down!” called out Peabo as we wasted a particularly nasty group of alien scum.

“Damn right!” I reached over and high-fived my friend. Our eyes met. Shyly we leaned forward and gently pressed our lips together. He was the only boy I’d ever kissed. The only person I’d ever kissed. We never, ever told anyone else in the Club about it. We didn’t do it very often and we never even really talked about it with each other. It was just… something we did.

“I’m really gonna miss you, Ramble,” Peabo said, moving just slightly closer to me as we resumed our gameplay.

“Yeah, I’ll miss you, too. I’ll miss Parr and Dothan, but I’ll miss you most. I mean, we’ve been friends forever.” Not quite that long, actually. We’d met back in kindergarten but we’d been close ever since.

“Yeah.”

The game went on for quite a while. In addition to everything else that would be done for the last time, this would be the last time we’d be able to play X-Box games together. Well, at least until I got settled in and was able to get a high-speed data connection so that we could play online.

It was nearly midnight before my mom finally came upstairs and said that we needed to get to sleep. I reluctantly turned off the XBox and Peabo and I got ready for bed. This involved stripping down to our boxers, then I got into my bed while Peabo got into his sleeping bag. Then the lights went out.

After about three or four minutes of laying there in the darkness I whispered, “Hey, Peabo?”

“Yeah?”

“You ready to come on up here?”

“Yeah, sure.” I heard Peabo moving around and seconds later felt his naked body climbing into bed next to me as I tossed my boxers onto the floor. I felt Peabo’s hard penis brush up against me as he settled down under the blanket.

“I’m really gonna miss fooling around with you,” Peabo said, his hand moving under the blanket to wrap around my penis.

“Yeah, I’ll miss it, too,” I said, taking his penis in my hand.

Peabo snuggled up close to me and we kissed again, the kiss lasting a lot longer than normal this time. “You gonna do this with any other guys?”

“You mean like start up a Club up there or something?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

I shrugged. “I ain’t thought about it too much. Maybe.”

“Cool. I don’t want to think you ain’t getting any fun, you know?”

“Yeah. At least you’ll still have Dothan and Parr.”

“And Fenton soon.”

“Yeah.”

We kissed again, then turned onto our sides and I felt Peabo’s hand leave my penis to caress my ass. I did the same with him, our bodies moving closer until we were pressed entirely against each other. We’d only been in this position once before, but I really liked it.

Then I got a nice surprise as I felt Peabo push his tongue against my lips. I instinctively let my mouth open and felt his tongue slide inside, running first against my teeth and then against my own tongue. We’d never, ever done this before. I had no complaints, though!

After the kiss ended, I said, “Why?”

Peabo shrugged. “We’re never going to get to have sex with each other again. Might as well enjoy everything that we can.”

I was very quiet for a bit. He’d never referred to it as sex before. No one ever did in the Club. Sex was something you did with girls, not other boys. I had always thought of it as sex, but I thought that I was the only one.

“You called it sex,” I whispered.

“Yeah. That’s what it is.”

“I know.”

After another moment of quiet, and another long kiss, Peabo said, “Do you think this makes us gay?”

“I don’t think so,” I replied. “I mean, I still wanna fuck a girl. Don’t you?”

“Hell, yeah.”

“Then I think it’s ok.”

“Ok, good.” We kissed some more. “Can I tell you something, Ramble?”

“Ok.”

“Even if it was gay…?”

“Yeah?”

“I wouldn’t care. If it was with you.”

I gave his butt a gentle squeeze. “I wouldn’t care either. I really like you, Peabo.”

“I like you a lot, too.” Quiet, and then, “Ramble?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t just like you. I love you.” His voice was very soft, a little hoarse.

I collected my thoughts and feelings and then said, “I love you, too, Peabo.”

Peabo chuckled a little. “Well, great. Maybe we are gay.”

I laughed quietly myself. “Maybe. Who cares? I still wanna fuck a girl, so I don’t think I’m gay.”

“Yeah, me either.”

I rolled Peabo over onto his back and straddled him at the waist, taking both my penis and his in my hand and stroking them slowly and gently. My other hand I ran across his bare chest, teasing his nipples a little as I went. I knew it always drove Peabo nuts when I did this. He responded by wiggling and squirming around under me.

“God, Ramble… you’re so fucking good at that…”

“I know,” I said with a grin. I leaned down and kissed my… lover, I guess he was. I almost thought the word “boyfriend” but couldn’t quite make myself do that.
Peabo ran his hands up onto my thighs and then up onto my chest as I sat back up. He then moved one of his hands down to take both our penises and start doing what I’d been doing. “You wanna suck each other?”

“Yeah!” I said, totally enthused. I rolled off Peabo and laid back on the bed, this time with my feet near his head and vice-versa. Eagerly I took his penis in my mouth as he did the same with mine, and began blowing my friend for all I was worth.

We spent the next five minutes or so happily sucking each other off. One thing I loved about sixty-nineing is that you could make yourself and your lover feel good at the same time. That was the best thing about sex in general, but it was really true with a sixty-nine.

Finally I couldn’t wait anymore. I pulled my mouth off Peabo’s penis and said, “Peabo? I want you to fuck me now.”

“Ok.”

We shifted our bodies around. I laid on my back, using the Vaseline to lube my ass up, then passed the jar to Peabo, who got himself ready to go. When boys got fucked in the Club, it was almost always doggie-style. When I got fucked by Peabo, I always wanted him on top of me. It felt better that way. Plus it was nice seeing his face and the look of pleasure he had when he fucked.

“Ready?”

“Yeah,” I said, spreading my legs high and wide.

Peabo got on top of me and I felt the tip of his erection probing around. He finally got to the right place and pushed forward, his hard penis sliding smoothly and easily into my tight young ass. I let out a little gasp of pleasure, with a slight twinge of pain, as he pushed all the way into me.

Once he was entirely inside, Peabo gave me a couple minutes to relax and adjust to him being in me. He spent most of this time kissing me, our tongues wrestling together in this fine new mode of kissing we’d developed for tonight.

When he knew I was ready, Peabo lifted his body up and began thrusting slowly inside of me. I reached down and started to masturbate. I had to be careful not to get too much into it, cause if I did, I knew I’d cum really fast. I always did when Peabo was inside me.

“Oh, god, Peabo,” I whispered, my other hand drifting back to cup his firm ass as he slowly screwed me. “Oh, god, I love you…”

“I love you, too, Ramble… I love you so much…” He leaned down and kissed me again.

I wrapped my legs around him and held him tight against me as he started fucking me faster and faster. I could feel every bit of his five-and-a-half inch penis moving back and forth inside my teenage ass. It was the best feeling I’d ever had in my life.

“Ramble… I’m… oh… I’m gonna cum…”

“Cum inside me,” I whispered, placing a hand on the back of his head, holding his red hair tight. “Oh, god, please cum inside me…”

“Oh… ok… oh… I… oooooh…. OOOOH!” Peabo pushed hard into me and I felt his penis jumping around inside me as he fired of several good, hard blasts of sperm into my ass. As he came, he pressed his mouth on mine and kissed me with huge levels of intensity and passion.

When Peabo was done cumming, he lifted himself up a little. This gave me access to my penis and I reached down to masturbate, wanting to cum while my lover was still inside me.

“No, wait, Ramble.”

“What?”

Peabo rather awkwardly leaned down and slipped his lips around the tip of my penis while he used one of his hands to masturbate me. I held tight onto his long red hair as he went down on me, knowing that I wasn’t going to last long. His skillful combination of hand and mouth action was more than enough to quickly push me over the edge and I had to turn and face one of my pillows to avoid crying out in extreme pleasure as my sperm shot into Peabo’s mouth. I was dimly aware of him swallowing all of it, something he only very seldom did.

Once we were both done with our orgasms, Peabo picked up a towel off the floor and we cleaned up. I usually would get up and go to the bathroom to take care of certain issues after I got fucked, but tonight I wanted to keep at least something of Peabo inside me. It was the last time I’d have the chance to, after all.

“That was so amazing,” I whispered, reaching over and running a couple fingers along his face. “You look really beautiful,” I said, much to my surprise.

“You, too.” He kissed me. “Ramble?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I sleep with you tonight?”

I considered this. We’d never actually slept together. Not in the same bed. But then again, we’d never Frenched, never talked about what we did as sex, never confessed our love for each other and never said we each thought the other was beautiful. It was a night for firsts. And lasts…

“Sure. Just make sure you don’t let my parents catch us.”

“I won’t,” he promised. “I love you, Ramble,” he said again.

“I love you, too, Peabo.” We kissed once more. “Good night.”

“Good night.”

Peabo turned around so that he was facing away from me. I put an arm around him and pressed my nude body against his, my penis nestling against his butt. In this happy position I slowly drifted off to sleep.

* * *

The trip up North was pretty uneventful. We drove to Biloxi to say goodbye to some of my Dad’s family, and then drove along the Gulf, through Texas, along I-10 into New Mexico, Arizona and then into California. We stopped over in Anaheim and spent a couple days in Disneyland, which was really fun! Then we got onto I-5 and drove straight up North until we finally reached Seattle.

When we got to Seattle we drove out the neighborhood we’d be living in. Some place called Ravenna. Dad told me that it was named for a city back in Roman times. It was pretty nice, I guess. Lots of trees. There seemed to be trees everywhere, really.

And much to my surprise, it wasn’t raining. One of the guys we talked to at a gas station said that in August it didn’t actually rain that much. I was really surprised to find out that places like Mississippi frequently got more rain per year than Seattle did, it’s just that we got it all it once during hurricane season and Seattle got it all over the course of the entire year.

Our new house was smaller than our old one. It didn’t have much in the way of space, either. My new bedroom was pretty nice, though, I guess. I was tired from the trip, so all that I did at first was unpack my bed and get everything squared away so that I could get some sleep.

I woke up at about six in the morning. I was in a different time zone and that was going to take some getting used to. I felt bored and more than a little lonely. Since the phone was already turned on, and since Mom and Dad weren’t awake yet, I took some time to give Peabo a call. We had a flat-rate phone service, so it wouldn’t be a big deal on the phone bill. Besides, it had been a full week since we’d last talked with each other, and I really missed him.

“Hey, Peabo,” I said, once his mom had passed the phone over to him.

“Hey, Ramble! How ya doin’? How’s Seattle?”

“It’s cool, I guess. Kinda boring so far.”

“That sucks. Let me move into my bedroom.” I heard the sounds of Peabo walking through his house and finally into his bedroom. As soon as the door was shut, he said, “I really miss you, Ramble.”

“I miss you, too, Peabo.”

With a quiet chuckle, he said, “I miss your dick a lot, too.”

I chuckled back, reaching down to caress my penis through my jeans as it hardened up at those words. “Yeah. I miss yours, too.”

“Mine’s hard right now.”

I grinned, though I knew Peabo wouldn’t see it, of course. “Yeah, so is mine.”

I heard Peabo moving around and then he said, “I got mine out. Take out yours, too.”

“Ok.” I manhandled the phone into submission as I reached down to unzip my pants, reaching inside to pull out my aching penis.

“Ah… that feels good,” Peabo whispered.

“Yeah…”

“I been fucking Parr a lot lately.”

“Oh?”

“I’d rather be fucking you.”

“Yeah… I wish I had you in me right now,” I whispered.

“Dothan says he’s going to get Fenton into the Club next month, right when he turns twelve. It’ll be cool having someone else in it, I reckon. I just wish you were still here.”

“Yeah…”

“You beating off?”

“Yeah… you are, too, right?”

“Of course.”

“Cool…” We masturbated quietly for a bit, listening to each other. “I love you, Peabo…”

“I love you, too, Ramble…”

Hearing him say that gave me a little surge of pleasure. “What would you do if you had me with you right now?”

“Right now?”

“Yeah.”

“I’d strip you naked. And get naked myself. And then I think I’d sit on your dick for a little while. I can’t remember the last time you fucked me.”

“Cool…” I breathed, my hand flying across my fourteen-year-old penis. I seldom ever fucked Peabo, but I enjoyed it every time I did. I didn’t know he’d liked it, but I wasn’t to surprised.

“And when you were inside me, I’d kiss you… and hug you… and ride you good…”

“And after I came… I’d blow you… until you came…” I whispered in reply.

“Yeah… cool… ooooh… Ramble… I’m gonna cum soon…”

“Me, too…” I said quietly as my stroking went faster and faster.

“Cum with me…”

“Ok…”

I could hear Peabo’s hard breathing mingling with my own and I thought I could even hear the faint sound of his hand against his penis. That was probably my imagination, but it was enough to push me over the edge. I let out a soft moan, pleased to hear Peabo grunt at about the same time, as my sperm splattered out all over my shirt.

It took a few moments for us to recover. When we did, Peabo said, “Wow,” and gave a little giggle.

“Yeah, no kidding!” I said with a giggle of my own.

“That was sweet.”

“Yeah! Phone sex.”

“That’s what that was, huh?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“I liked it.”

“Me, too.”

Quiet from us both and then, “I miss you, Ramble. I love you. Stay in touch, ok?”

“I love you and miss you, too, Peabo. I’ll stay in touch, don’t worry.”

“Cool. I gotta go.”

“Me, too. Bye.”

“Bye.”

And we hung up, my penis satisfied, but my heart aching.

* * *

The next week passed in something of a blur. I hadn’t really left the house, aside from going with my Mom to a grocery store called QFC. I hadn’t met anyone in the neighborhood, but that was ok. School would start on Monday. I’d be going to a place called Roosevelt High School. I was sure I’d meet some new people there.

Meantime, I stayed in touch with Peabo as often as I could. We had phone sex twice more during the week, but it was hard to manage it. What we really wanted, of course, was to make love to each other in person again, but that wouldn’t happen for a long time, if ever. I still dreamed about it every time I masturbated, though.

When the first day of school rolled around, I went with some excitement, though more than a little trepidation. Roosevelt was a much bigger school than the one I’d gone to back in Mississippi. About ten times as many students. Still, I was sure things would be ok. I was pretty popular back home, and figured I would be here, too.

The first couple-three classes went ok. I had Algebra, History and Biology. Then lunch. While I was sitting around eating my lunch, I gave my mom a call on the cell phone she’d given me. I’d promised her that I’d call her every day at lunch.

When I hung up, I saw another boy looking at me from about three feet away. He was about my height, though a lot thinner, had blond hair and blue eyes. He was holding a lunch tray in his hand and had an odd look on his face.

“What?” I asked.

“You talk funny.”

“I’m from Mississippi. I talk normal. It’s y’all up here that talk like ya got marbles in your mouth,” I said with a little sneer.

“Maybe. I’m Chad Larson, by the way,” he said.

I was a little skeptical of this sudden change of mood from mocking my accent to introducing himself, but I’d been brought up to be polite. “I’m Ramble Tenniel Bedford Beauchamp,” I said, offering my hand to Chad.

The other boy simply stared at me and then started laughing. “What? Ramble? Ramble Tenniel Bedford Beauchamp?! What kind of stupid name is THAT?”
I’d also been brought up with the belief that you never let an insult, especially one against your family’s name, go unchallenged. Before Chad could say or do anything else, I stood up and popped him one right on the nose, knocking him flat on the floor.

* * *

It was an hour later. I was sitting in the principal’s office with my mother on one side of me and Chad and his mother on the other side. The principal was not impressed.

“You’ve been here less than a day, you two. Since it’s the first day, I’m inclined to be lenient. Just don’t let this happen again.”

“I’m so sorry, sir,” my mother said. “Ramble’s usually a very good boy.”

“I’m sure he is. Ramble, you behave yourself from here on, ok?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Same for you, Chad. Just because someone has a name a little different from yours is no excuse to make fun of them, right?”

“Yes, sir,” Chad replied, somewhat nasally, from behind the icepack he was holding against his nose. I hadn’t broken it, but I had bloodied it up nicely.

My mom took a few minutes to speak to me outside the principal’s office before she went home.

“Ramble! You know how much trouble you’ll be in when your father gets home?”

“He shouldn’t have said anything about my name,” I said in a sullen tone.

“You shouldn’t have hit him for doing so!” my mom replied.

I hung my head. “I know, mamma. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“It better not.” She looked at her watch. “I have to get back home. You better behave for the rest of the day, understood?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Alright, then.”

I went through the rest of my classes. I’d missed English Lit, but I was there for my gym class, which was my second-to-the-last class of the day, right before HTML.

It was in gym that I found out that I had a class with Chad.

Right after the end of class, I stripped down and got ready to hop into the shower. As I stood there unabashedly naked in front of my locker, Chad, wearing only a towel around his waist, came up to me.

“Look,” he said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have made fun of your name or your accent.”

I nodded. “That’s right. You shouldn’t have.” I smiled a little. “But that’s ok. I shouldn’t have hit you. I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s ok,” he said, touching his nose and wincing. “It still hurts, but not that badly. You popped me good.”

I shrugged and grinned. “It’s a gift.”

Still completely nude, I slung my towel over my shoulder and walked towards the showers, dimly aware of Chad following me. When he took off the towel and got under the spray next to mine, I took a moment to look at him. He was pretty thin, as I’d noticed before. His body was pretty nice, though. Kind of reminded me of a little more developed version of Parr. His penis and his butt both looked pretty cool. I found myself wondering what it would like to fuck him or get fucked by him.

I felt myself starting to get hard, so I quickly turned away. The last thing I’d need would be to get pegged as a fag on my first day of school. I finished up the shower and then got out, drying off as I walked back to my locker.

As I got dressed Chad, who had gotten out and dressed before me, came up to me and said, “Hey, listen, Ramble. You wanna come over to my place and hang out for a bit? I got a PS2 and I like playing new people in some of the games.”

“What games do you have?” I asked. Chad recited a list, none of which really appealed to me, but I figured I’d be polite since he was obviously making an effort.

“Sure, I’ll come over. I just gotta call my mom first. She’d probably still mad about me hitting you.”

Chad grinned. “Yeah, my mom will probably be pretty pissed, too, but I figure that, hey, if nothing else hanging out together might keep them from grounding us both.”

I nodded. “That makes sense. Ok, I’ll see you when school’s out?”

“Sure. Meet me by the flagpole.”

“Alright.”

After school, I waited by the flagpole. I’d called my mom and she was, as Chad guessed, pretty happy at the idea of me hanging out and being friends with the boy I’d been in a fight with. Well, not a fight. But still.

“You ready?” Chad asked, walking up to me.

“Sure.”

We started walking towards his house. I learned that Chad was an only child, like me, but that his parents were divorced and he lived with his mom who worked as a night-shift server at some local restaurant called Beth’s Cafe. I dimly remembered hearing about it from the Travel Channel. Also, like me, he was fourteen. Just a couple months younger than me. He hadn’t spent much time out of Seattle and was really fascinated as I told him all about life in La Fontaine, Mississippi. Well, almost everything. I didn’t mention the Boys Club.

“God, it must suck when it’s that hot out,” he said as I told him about summer.

I shrugged. “It’s all I’ve known my entire life.”

When we got to his house, Chad’s mom said hello to me. She didn’t mention what had happened earlier in the afternoon, and if she wasn’t going to, I sure wasn’t going to. We tromped up to Chad’s room and started playing video games.

By the time we’d spent the evening together, I was really liking Chad. He was a nice guy, and I was pleased that I’d met him, despite having punched him in the nose.

* * *

“This game fucking ROCKS!” Chad howled. He was spending the night with me, and we were playing Halo. Chad hadn’t ever played it before.

Two weeks had gone past since Chad and I first met. We’d started to become pretty good, tight friends. He was really smart, and was able to help me out with some of my algebra homework that I was having problems with.

“Yeah, it’s cool. I’m glad I got you around, Chad. It’s nice having a friend here.”

“Yeah, it’s cool hanging with you, Ramble.”

Delicately, I said, “Did I ever tell you about the Boy’s Club?” I’d spent the last two weeks wondering if I should mention it to him. I’d talked with Peabo about it (in between sessions of phone sex), and he’d thought I should try to start a Boys Club here in Seattle. I figured Chad could be the first member.

“No, what’s the Boy’s Club?”

“Well, it’s a club of boys.”

“That helps,” Chad said with a snort.

I grinned. “It was, well, still is, a little club that my friends and I had back in La Fontaine. We used to hang out and do stuff.”

“Like what?” Chad asked, still more or less paying attention to Halo.

“Well, we’d go out hiking around in the woods, we’d spend lots of time talking with each other, we’d go out skinny-dipping, stuff like that. We even smoked sometimes. Dothan, he was the oldest one, always had access to his dad’s cigarettes, so we’d smoke them.”

“Cool, I guess.”

“Yeah. We did some other things, too. It was a pretty sweet club.”

“Sounds nice.”

“I was actually thinking of starting it up here. I mean, I really miss having all my friends, and I thought that maybe starting a Club up here would be pretty nice, you know?”

Chad nodded. “Yeah, that sounds cool. Can I join?”

“Of course, provided that you meet all the membership requirements.”

“What? What sort of requirements?”

I sat up. “Well, you have to be at least twelve.”

Chad rolled his eyes. “You know I’m fourteen, dude.”

“Ok, ok. Well, there’s a couple other things, too.”

“Like what?”

I took a breath. “Well, you have to be a virgin.”

Chad blinked and looked over at me, nearly getting the Master Chief killed in the process. “I have to still be a virgin? What does that have to do with anything?”

“It’s just how the Club works,” I replied. “As soon as you lose your virginity, you leave the Club. It’s just part of how we do things.”

“Oh. It’s not some religious thing, is it?”

I nearly fell over laughing. “God, no! Not even close.”

“Ok.”

“So are you still a virgin?” I prompted into the silence that followed.

“Yeah.” He blushed a little. “I take it you are, too?”

“Yeah. It sucks, but there you have it.”

“Yeah.” Chad turned back to the video game. “So what other requirements are there?”

“Well, the only other requirement, really, is that you have to pass the initiation.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” I paused for effect. “But you probably wouldn’t be willing to do that. It’s pretty extreme.”

“Oh, yeah? What is it?”

I shook my head. “Naw, I shouldn’t say anything. You probably wouldn’t be willing, and then I’ll look like a stupid jerk.”

Chad rolled his eyes. “Look, anything some stupid inbred redneck Mississippi boys can do, I can certainly do.”

I let the comment roll off my back. We’d gotten to the point were such things were just harmless jokes between us. He’d call me something like that, I’d call him a damnyankee and everyone was happy.

“No, you damnyankee. I don’t rightly think you could,” I said, laying the accent on thick as a short plank.

Chad eyed me. “Out with it, Ramble.”

I sighed. “Well, you’re really not going to like it.”

“Tell me anyhow!” Now his attention was completely turned away from the game.

“Alright.” I took a deep breath. Much hinged on what his reaction was here. “In order to get into the Club, the newest boy has to give a blowjob to each of the other boys.”

Chad said absolutely nothing. He just stared at me. “You gotta be fucking kidding,” he said after a bit.

I shook my head. “Nope, it’s part of joining the Club.”

“Dude, that’s gay.”

“No, no. Everyone has to do it. It’s just part of joining.”

“Did you do it?”

“Yes.”

Chad blinked. “You did?”

“Yeah.”

“You. You, Ramble Bedford Tenniel Beauchamps, you’ve sucked dick?”

“It’s Ramble Tenniel Bedford, and yes, I have.” I shrugged. “Everyone did it. You had to in order to join. It wasn’t a big deal.”

“Not a big deal?!” he almost shouted.

“Keep your voice down!” I hissed. “No, it’s not a big deal.”

“Dude… so is this, like, some gay sex club or something?”

“No. Here’s the thing: you like jerking off, right?”

“Well, of course.”

“Don’t you think it would be better if it was someone else jerking you?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“And don’t you think a blowjob would be better than that?”

“Of course, but-”

Interrupting, I said, “And don’t think that fucking someone would be the best thing ever?”

“Yeah, I guess. But with another guy?” He seemed to be having trouble wrapping his mind around this.

“I understand. I was in your situation a couple years ago when Ashley and Dothan asked me to join. And, yeah, it kind of sucks that you have to start by giving other guys blowjobs, but they end up giving them to you, too. It’s just a way of getting off. It’s nothing to do with being gay. It just feels good, okay?”

“It better feel damn good if you’re doing it with another dude!”

I looked Chad square in the eye. “Chad, I’ve fucked, sucked, been fucked, been sucked, jerked other guys off and been jerked off myself. I’m not gay. I want to fuck girls. But since none of them are lining up for me, I was in the Club. With everyone doing everything together, it’s not a big deal. It’s just a way of having fun.”

“You’re really serious, aren’t you?” he asked in an amazed voice.

“Of course I am.”

“Man, that’s just… wow…” Halo was completely forgotten.

“Yeah. And when I joined the Club, I had to suck Dothan, Ashley and Hark. I made them all cum. It was actually pretty cool, though I did think it tasted kinda weird,” I admitted. “But after I was done, they gave me an orgasm, and that was REALLY sweet. Then later, after my friend Peabo joined, he did the same thing.”

“Shit! Ramble, this just sounds weird.”

“It’s fun, though.”

“So, like, if I wanted to join the Club,” he said after a bit. “then I’d have to suck you?”

“Yeah. But when you were done, I’d get you off.”

“How?”

I shrugged. “However you wanted.”

“Man… I don’t know, Ramble…”

“How’s this for an idea,” I said, improvising. “I’ll blow you for a few seconds first, so that you can see how great it feels. Then you can do me, and then I’ll get you off completely.” This wasn’t something that was ever done in the real Club, but I figured that if it got me the member of my first member, it would be ok.

“Really?” Chad asked, sounding skeptical, but intrigued. “You’ll really suck my dick?”

“Yeah.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Chad considered this for a bit and then said, “You’ll really, like, blow me?”

I rolled my eyes. “God, are y’all stupid or just deaf? Yes, I’ll suck you!”

“Wow…” He thought about this a little longer. “And then I’ll have to do you until you cum?”

“Yeah.”

“Would you, like, cum in my mouth?” he asked, looking a little nauseated.

“No, you can pull off before I cum. I’ll warn you.”

“Huh…” He thought a little longer. “And then how would you make me cum?”

“However you wanted. I could blow you, jerk you or let you fuck me.”

Chad’s eyes went wide. “You’d let me fuck you?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow…” More quiet thought. “So… like when would you wanna do all this?”

“Right now would be good,” I replied.

“Now?”

“Yeah.”

I could tell he was tempted. “You wouldn’t, like, tell anyone about it, right?”

I laughed. “Chad, who would I tell? You think I want people knowing that I go around sucking dick and getting my ass fucked? They might not understand what the Club’s all about.”

“I’m not sure I understand,” he muttered. Then he got quiet again. “Well…” he finally said, very slowly, “I guess that as long as you don’t tell anyone… we can try it a little…”

“Cool,” I said with a smile.

“So… what do I do?”

“Well, just take your dick out and then lay down on my bed. I’ll do the rest. After I suck you for a bit, you can do me.”

“Alright,” he said, nodding slowly and sounding a little nervous. I dimly remembered my first time a couple years ago and how nervous I’d been. It had turned out good, though, that was certain.

Chad stood up and rather awkwardly made his way over to my bed. Once he was there he unzipped his pants, then reached inside to pull out a very, very hard penis. A thrill of excitement went through me as I realized I was about to give another boy his first blowjob.

As he laid down on the bed, penis at the ready, Chad said, “You promise you won’t tell anyone about this, right?”

“I promise.”

“Ok.”

I moved towards Chad and very carefully put my hand around his penis, feeling the warmth radiating from it. It looked to be about five inches long. A little shorter than mine or Peabo’s. Bigger than Parr’s, of course, but Parr was only twelve.

“You got a real nice dick, Chad,” I whispered to him as I gave it a couple slow, gentle strokes.

“Thanks,” he whispered in return. “That feels good…”

“No one else has ever touched you, huh?”

“No…”

“Then just wait until you feel this, “I said, and with that I opened my mouth wide and lowered it onto Chad’s extremely virgin penis, wrapping my lips around the shaft and caressing it from tip to base with my tongue.

“Oh, my god, Ramble…” Chad whispered, placing a hand on the back of my head. “Oh, god… that’s incredible…”

I ignored Chad’s mouth, and concentrated on my job. I moved my head slowly up and down the length of his penis, giving him as much pleasure as I could, knowing that everything that might happen after this would hinge on what I did here.

After a couple-three minutes of giving Chad his first blowjob, I pulled my face up. Continuing to stroke his penis, I said, “See what I mean? Feels great, huh?”

“Oh, god, yeah…”

“So you ready to do it to me? Then I’ll get you off.”

Chad blinked like he’d forgotten about that part. “Oh. Yeah, I guess.”

“Look at it this way,” I said as I started undressing. I planned to be completely naked. “You know how good it felt when I was doing it to you?”

“Yeah?”

“Think how cool it’ll be to know that you’re making someone else feel that good,” I said with a smile. This argument was used against me by Dothan and Ashley. Now naked I laid down on the bed next to Chad. “You might wanna take off all your clothes. It’s more fun that way, and you don’t wanna get sperm all over them.”

“Alright.” Chad stood up and stripped down. Once he was naked he sat back down on the bed and looked at my penis. “So I just do what you did, right?”

“Yeah.”

Warily, Chad put his hand around my penis. He gave it a couple experimental strokes. “Doesn’t feel that different from mine,” he said.

“Yeah.”

Chad let out a ragged little sigh. “Well… here goes nothing.” He then opened his mouth very wide, stuck out his tongue and moved his head down until the tip of his tongue came into contact with the head of my penis. He gave it a couple slow, tentative licks and then looked up at me.

“Doesn’t really taste like anything.”

“I know.”

Giving a little shrug, Chad gave my penis another lick and then lowered his mouth down around it. He held himself steady for a moment, obviously adjusting himself to the fact that he had another guy’s dick in his mouth, and then slowly began bobbing up and down on my erection.

“Aaah…” I whispered, running a hand through his blond hair. “Yeah… you’re doing good, Chad…”

Bolstered by this feedback, Chad started moving his head a little faster, getting a bit more into what he was doing.

“Try using your tongue,” I suggested. “Pretend it’s a popsicle.”

Chad gave a little grunt of acknowledgement and I felt his tongue begin swirling around my penis from tip down to base. He was a really quick learner! He even was smart enough to keep one hand on my erection, jerking me as he blew me.

After about two minutes, Chad lifted his head up and looked into my eyes. “Am I doing ok here, Ramble?”

“Oh, yeah,” I said with a little chuckle. “Right up to the point where you stopped anyhow.”

Chad grinned and lowered his mouth back down onto my penis. Normally the kind of blowjob he was giving me wouldn’t be enough to make me cum anytime soon, but it had been several weeks since I’d last been blown, and the fact that it was the first time Chad was sucking dick was enough to bring me to the brink after only about five minutes of sucking.

“Ooooo… Chad…? I’m getting ready to cum…”

Very quickly Chad pulled his face away from my body. To his credit, though, he kept masturbating me. Clenching my teeth, I let out a series of low, moaning whimpers as my penis began to buck and kick in Chad’s hand, my sperm fountaining out over my bare stomach and chest. I rode the crest of the orgasm for as long as I could, happy in the knowledge that henceforth I’d likely have no problem at all getting Chad to fool around.

When my orgasm subsided, I grinned at Chad. “That was really fucking good, Chad.”

“Thanks.” He grinned back a little. “I can’t believe I just sucked a dick.”

“Kinda mind blowing, huh?”

“Yeah.” He smiled a little more. “It was pretty cool though, I guess.”

“Cool.” I sat up and wiped up my sperm with a towel. I picked up a little drip with my finger and held it out to Chad. “Wanna see what it tastes like?”

Chad looked uncertain, but then gave a shrug and said, “Sure, why not?” He took my hand in his and gave my finger a lick, getting the drop of sperm.

“Well?” I asked after a moment.

“Kinda salty. Not bad, though.”

“Cool.” Done wiping up, I looked down at his very hard penis and said, “So how you wanna cum?”

“Uh… I don’t know… what’s the best way?”

“Depends on what kind of mood you’re in.”

“Uh… well, you said I can do it any way I want to, right?”

“Yeah.”

“So…” He blushed a little and kind of looked away. “So… like… can I fuck you?”

I grinned. “Sure! I was kinda hoping you’d ask for that,” I added with a little blush.

“You were?” he asked, looking surprised.

“Sure. Getting fucked feels really incredible. Just wait until you try it.” I leaned over and rooted around in my nightstand, pulling out a trusty jar of Vaseline. “Lay down on your back. I’ll get on top and ride your dick.”

“Ok.”

Chad laid down as I took a moment to lube up my ass. Once that was ready, I reached out and put a generous amount of Vaseline on Chad’s penis. Since I hadn’t been fucked in a while, I wanted to make sure I’d have no problem getting him inside me. Given that I was used to being fucked by Peabo, who was larger than Chad, I wasn’t too worried, but I wanted to be certain.

The lubing done, I straddled Chad’s waist, my butt held right above his penis. Looking down at him, I said, “Are you ready?”

Chad grinned a stupid looking grin. “Yeah. I can’t believe I’m actually going to fuck you.”

“Believe it,” I said with a grin of my own. Then I slowly lowered myself down, feeling the tip of Chad’s erection slide into place. Gritting my teeth and doing my best not to lose my balance (one of the reasons I didn’t usually like to be on top), I pushed downward, feeling Chad’s fourteen-year-old virgin penis slowly start to slide into my tight teenage ass.

Once I had him all the way inside, with almost no pain, much to my surprise, I smiled down at Chad and said, “There… now you’re officially fucking someone.”

“I’m really inside you?” he whispered in an awed tone.

I lifted my body up enough to let Chad see where his penis vanished up into my ass and then lowered back down. “You are.”

“Oh, wow…”

“How’s it feel?”

“I’m not sure yet…” he managed to say. “Pretty good, though.”

I put a hand on either side of Chad’s body and began lifting myself up and down on his penis, feeling him moving in and out of my body. “Try not to move at all, ok? Let me do all the work.”

Chad had began thrusting up into me a little, but now forced himself to stop. “Alright…”

Like I said, being on top wasn’t my favorite position. With everyone but Peabo I usually did doggie-style. But given that it was Chad’s first ever fuck, and given that it had been a while since I’d been fucked myself, I wanted to keep as much control over things as I possibly could. Plus I knew that this way I could make it feel wonderfully good for the other boy.

“Jesus, that feels good…” Chad whispered.

“I bet,” I said. My own penis had hardened back up so I whispered to him, “Jerk me off while I ride you.”

“Ok,” Chad said, taking my penis and stroking it slowly. I wasn’t going to cum, but it was nice having him beating me off while he fucked me.

Speaking of cumming, I knew I was going to get Chad to that point pretty soon. I rode him as hard and fast as I could, wanting to feel his sperm blasting up inside me.

Sure enough after only a minute or two of really trying, Chad whispered, “Oh… Ramble…? I’m gonna… I…. ooooh… OOOOH!” Inside my body I felt his penis begin to kick and twitch as his sperm shot out, filling me with its liquid warmth.

I rode Chad good and hard until I was sure he’d finished his orgasm. Once I knew he was done, I slowed and eventually stopped, coming to a rest on top of him.

“So,” I said, a little out of breath. “What do you… think of that?”

“Oh, Jesus, Ramble,” he whispered. “I’ll never argue with you again… oh, wow… that was so… wow…”

“Yeah.” I grinned and lifted off him, feeling his penis leave my body. “Glad you liked it.” I took out my trusty towel and wiped up first Chad and then myself. Then
I said, “I gotta take a quick shower. I’ll be right back.”

“Ok.”

I hopped into the shower, a feeling of victory surging through my young body. It was very cool that I’d managed to start my own version of the Boys Club. I wondered who else might end up joining Chad and I? I had no one in mind, but maybe Chad might have some ideas.

Chad and I didn’t fool around at all the rest of the night. He took a shower and we basically went to sleep. I hadn’t expected to be able to have sex twice. Once was good enough. I knew there would be more than enough chances for me to do it with him again.

* * *

The better part of a week went by in the great wet northwest. Fall had apparently taken full hold on the area, because for five days straight all it did was rain. It was incredible! I mean, you couldn’t even see where the sun was in the sky. When I went outside, the light was so dim I didn’t even cast a shadow, just a reflection. It was very weird.

I also stayed in close contact with Peabo, calling him every couple days. We spent hours on the phone. Even when we didn’t have phone sex, it was still nice to talk with each other. He thought it was cool that I’d started up a Virgin Boy’s Club here.

Having started it, I needed to make sure to continue it. I’d talked Chad into coming over to my house one day after school, and I’d wound up blowing him until he came, but that was all that we’d done after the first time.

Now it had been a full week and Chad and I were over at his house. The lights were already out and we were laying in his bed talking with each other. He had a large enough bed that it could easily accommodate two people. We hadn’t started anything sexual yet. Hadn’t even really talked about it. But I was pretty sure we’d wind up getting it on relatively soon.

Finally, out of the blue, Chad said, “So you know this Club you had back home?”

“Yeah?”

“How many boys were in it?”

“When I left?”

“Yeah.”

“Well… there was me, Peabo, Dothan and Peabo’s brother, Parr.”

“Man… you all have fucked up names…”

“Be nice, damnyankee.”

Chad chuckled a little. “I guess with that many guys it would be a lot more fun, huh?”

“Yeah,” I said, remembering back. “When I joined up, Ashley was still in the Club. So there were five of us, which was the most I ever saw. I know that when Ashley joined, there were seven other guys in the Club.”

“Wow. That must’ve been interesting…”

“Yeah.”

I felt Chad shifting around in the darkness. “Well, if we’re going to have a Club here in Seattle, don’t we need more guys than just you and me?”

“Yeah, it would be better.”

“Hmmm…”

“You know anyone?” I asked into the silence that followed.

“Well… I have a friend named Daniel. He’s thirteen and I know he’s still a virgin. He whines about it all the time. He’s always horny. I stayed over at his house once and I know he was jerking off with me in the room when he thought I was sleeping.”

“Cool. You think he’d be interested?”

“I don’t know. How do we find out?”

I thought about this. “Well, when I got recruited into the Club, it was basically the same way I got you in. I suppose we could try something like that with Daniel.”

“You think that would work?”

“It worked with you, right?”

Chad laughed a little. “Yeah.”

“Can you introduce me to him? Maybe arrange for me and him to both stay the night at your place or something?”

“Yeah, probably.”

“Ok, that should work out alright.”

“Cool.” I felt him moving around next to me. “I’m getting hard just thinking about it,” he confessed.

“Yeah, me, too,” I said, reaching down to rub my hard penis through my underwear.

“You wanna fool around?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Fuck? Yes!” Chad said with a silly giggle as he reached down and started fondling my penis through my boxers.

“Ha!” I said with a little laugh. “You’re starting to get the idea here…” I put my hand under Chad’s boxers and began stroking his penis.

He soon started returning the favor and then said, “Hey, Ramble?”

“Yeah?”

“How about a blowjob?”

I pulled my hand off Chad’s erection and laid back with my hands behind my head. “Go for it.”

“Uh… no, I meant how about you blow me?”

I smiled a little. “Yeah, I know. How about we blow each other? You know, a sixty-nine?”

“Huh… ok, that sounds like a good idea.”

“Cool. Let’s get all the way naked first.”

“Alright.”

Chad and I stripped off our boxers and moved ourselves onto the top of the blanket after I told him it’d be easier up there. Once we were settled, he said, “So how do we do this?”

“Well, turn around so that your feet are at the head of the bed.”

“Ok,” he replied, moving.

I moved myself around until my penis was level with his mouth and vice-versa. “Alright. Now just start sucking me off.” With that, I took his erection into my mouth and began going to town.

“Ok.” I felt his velvet soft mouth slide down around my penis. Side-by-side we laid there on my bed, happily blowing one another.

I started to feel a little guilty at one point while I sucked off Chad. Kind of like I was cheating on Peabo. I don’t know why I felt like this. I mean, we weren’t boyfriends or anything (though we were in love with each other and had tons of sex before I moved away from him and phone sex after that). I hadn’t ever been bothered by having sex with any of the other guys in the Club. Maybe that was the difference. Peabo had had sex with them as well. In this case he hadn’t even met Chad, much less had sex with him.

Either way I did my best to put these thoughts into the back of my mind and simply concentrate on how good Chad and I were making each other feel. And boy, oh, boy were we ever making each other feel good! What Chad lacked in experience in the field of cock-sucking he more than made up for in enthusiasm, stroking his tongue all up and down the length of my hard teenage penis while I did the same to his.

After a couple minutes of this wonderful oral action, I pulled my mouth off Chad’s penis and said, “You’re getting really good at that.”

“Thanks,” he mumbled around a mouthful of me.

I went back to blowing Chad and we spent the next couple minutes trying to give each other orgasms. It wasn’t long before we both came. Chad chickened out and wouldn’t let me cum in his mouth, but I made him cum in mine and swallowed all his sperm in the process. Sweet.

After we were done cumming, Chad returned to the floor and slowly drifted off to sleep. I laid awake for a while longer, thinking about Daniel and wondering what it would be like to have sex with yet another boy. I couldn’t wait!

* * *

Chad managed to get Daniel to invite us both over to his house over the next weekend. Daniel and his twelve-year-old sister, Kelly, lived alone with their father, who kind of let them have run of the house. It was a pretty sweet place!

Kelly threw me at first. When I first saw her, with her boyish face, almost flat chest, baseball cap on her head, I thought she was a boy. A very cute boy at that. Then I found out she was a girl, which took me by surprise. I didn’t often get really attracted to girls.

After we’d all eaten dinner Chad, Daniel and I went up to Daniel’s room, which was quite impressive. He had all sorts of dirty posters up on the wall, copies of Hustler lying around and, when he booted up his computer, wallpaper that was a montage of naked women.

“Damn,” I said, looking around.

“Yeah, I got lots of porn,” Daniel said with a proud tone in his voice. “Take a look at some of this shit.” He booted up a porn movie and we were soon looking at a woman being fucked by a boy who looked to be not too much older than we were.

“Wow, I haven’t seen that one before,” Chad said.

“Yeah, I just got it. You like it?” he asked looking my way.

“Fuck yeah. I already got wood from it.” I grinned a little.

Chad laughed. “Yeah, me, too.”

“Fuck, I always get hard looking at this shit. That’s what it’s for, you know?” Daniel said with a little laugh.

“Yeah, porn is cool,” I said as the movie played on. After a few minutes, I said, “Fuck, man, how can you sit there and not want to, you know, spank it?”

Daniel laughed. “Yeah, well, I would, but I wouldn’t want to embarrass you guys. You know, make you feel small.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah. Right. You yankees and got nothin’ down there that I don’t have.”

“Yeah, right, dude. You wish,” Daniel said, making a face at me.

“Hell, I’ll bet you I’m bigger than either of you two,” I replied, doing my best to look aggressive.

“Oh, yeah? What’ll you bet?” Chad asked. We hadn’t discussed ahead of time what my plans were, I’d just told him to go along with what I did.

“I don’t know… ten bucks?”

“You got the cash?” Daniel asked.

“Yeah.” I was really surprised at how easy this was so far. Not that I was complaining. On the other hand, doing a size contest was a lot different from getting into actual boy/boy sex.

“How about this, then. Whoever is smallest has to pay the other two five bucks?” Chad suggested.

I looked at Daniel, he looked at me. I shrugged. “Sounds fine to me. Daniel?”

“Sure.”

“Alright, then. Put up or shut up.” Saying that I reached down and unzipped my pants, letting my erect penis come into view.

Chad pulled out his penis at almost the same time. I already knew it was slightly smaller than mine. I just had to hope that Daniel’s was even smaller still.
My hopes for that were bolstered by the look on Daniel’s face as he checked out both myself and Chad. Finally he said, “You know what, this is stupid. Let’s do something else.”

Chad laughed and I said, “No, no, yankee-boy. You said you were bigger than the both of us. Now you gotta prove it.”

Daniel let out a sigh and said, “Alright, alright.” He reached down and undid his pants, his hard penis popping up into view.

I stared.

Chad stared.

“Holy hell…” I muttered.

Grinning widely, Daniel said, “Yeah… like I said… bigger than the rest and absolutely the best!” He put one arm behind his head and held his penis out into full view with his other hand.

Well, I was humbled, I’ll admit. Chad’s penis was a little smaller than mine, as mentioned before, and I’ve got five and a half inches. Daniel, on the other hand, had what looked like nearly six and a half inches. It was incredible! I’d never seen anything like it, except with Ashley and Hark who both had about seven and a quarter inches. It really sucked on a couple levels, starting with the fact that Daniel was a year younger than Chad and myself.

“Jesus,” Chad said.

“Yeah.” Daniel looked from my penis to Chad’s. “Well, I guess we know who won… and who lost… fork over the cash, Chad.”

Chad squirmed a little. “Uh… I never said I had any money. This was all Ramble’s idea.”

“You haven’t got any money?” echoed Daniel.

“No. Not really. No.”

Daniel’s eyes were fixed on Chad. I caught Chad’s eye and made a little beating off gesture with my hand. Chad nodded slightly and said, “Well… I could pay you another way.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, doing my best to sound suspicious.

“Well… how about if I give you each a handjob?”

“What?” Daniel said, an expression of surprise on his face.

Chad shrugged. “You know. A handjob. I jerk you off.”

“Sounds fine with me,” I put in.

Daniel shook his head a little as if to clear it. “You’re wanting to jerk me off?”

“Well, I lost the bet. I might as well pay off and that would seem like a good way to do it, you know?”

“What’s the matter, Daniel? Chicken?” I asked in a mocking tone. “I’m willing to let him do it to me.” I winked at Chad. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

Now Daniel looked really surprised. “What the fuck?”

I laughed. “Ok, ok. Look, I’ll just level with you. Here’s the story: back home in La Fontaine me and some other boys had a little club going. We hung out together, played video games, chased after girls, went swimming, lots of stuff. We also met up in secret and, well, did other stuff with each other.”

“What sort of stuff?” Daniel asked in a dark tone.

“We jerked each other, sucked each other and sometimes fucked each other,” I said bluntly. “It’s a hell of a lot of fun. I formed up the Club here and Chad’s my first member. I want you to be the second.”

Daniel looked from me to Chad. “So you’re fags?”

My eyes narrowed. “Listen, boy, I don’t take that from anyone. Talk to me like that again and I’ll kick your fucking ass through the wall. We’re not gay. It’s nothing to do with being gay. It’s just a matter of what feels good. Getting your dick sucked feels good. Fucking someone feels good. That’s all there is to it, got it?”

Daniel must’ve seen something in my eye he didn’t like because he calmed considerably. “Sorry, Ramble. It just sounds… well, gay. That’s all.”

“Look, you know what one of the main rules of the Club back home was?”

“What?”

“You had to be a virgin. When you lost your virginity you left the Club. It was just a way to basically practice sex stuff, to have fun and really enjoy yourself until you got a girl to fuck. That’s all. It’s not anything gay,” I repeated.

“You’ve done this stuff with him?” Daniel asked Chad.

“Yeah. We’ve blown each other and I fucked him.” Chad smiled widely. “It’s really fuckin’ great, man. You ain’t felt anything better than getting a blowjob, trust me. Having to suck on another guy is a small price to pay.”

“You’ve really blown him,” Daniel said.

“Yeah.” Chad nodded.

“Ok. Do it right now.”

Chad shrugged. “Alright.” He reached over and took my penis in his hand, giving it a couple good, solid strokes. Then he very matter-of-factly opened his mouth and lowered it onto me.

As Chad started blowing me, I smiled at Daniel. “See?”

“Holy fuck,” Daniel said, eyes wide.

“Yeah… you gotta try it, man. Blowjobs fuckin’ kick ass.”

Chad lifted his face up. “I’ll blow you, too, if you want, Daniel.”

Daniel looked torn. Before he could make up his mind completely, I said, “Don’t worry, Daniel. What happens in Boy’s Club stays in Boy’s Club.”

“You really wanna blow me?” Daniel asked Chad, his penis twitching.

“Sure. You’re my friend. I don’t mind making you feel good.”

I smiled. Chad had come a long way. To Daniel I said, “You’ve never had a blowjob, right?”

“No…”

“Well, Chad, go to it!”

Chad lifted his face from me and moved towards Daniel, who did nothing to stop him. Chad took Daniel’s virgin penis in his hand, gave it a couple strokes like he had with mine and then lowered his face down, bobbing away on Daniel’s erection.

“Oh… oh, wow,” Daniel said, looking at me. “Jesus… that DOES feel really good…”

“Yeah.” I stood up and quickly undressed, getting completely naked. Once nude, I moved towards Daniel and lifted his shirt off as Chad tugged his pants down. Now that Daniel was basically naked I leaned down and started kissing and then sucking on one of his nipples. Daniel let out a whimper and put one hand on the back of Chad’s head, the other on my hip.

“God, that’s incredible…” Daniel hissed.

“Yeah…” I took the hand that was on my hip and guided it slowly over to my penis. Daniel resisted at first, but then put his hand around my erection, stroking it slowly. Meantime, Chad started undressing while blowing Daniel. He managed to do it quite easily, only having to stop long enough to pull his shirt off.

Now that we were all nude, I said, “Hey… let’s get on your bed, Daniel.”

“What?” He looked up at me. “Why?”

“Because I want you to fuck me.” I walked over to his bed and laid down. Chad came over to join me. I cocked a finger at Daniel. “Come on. Right over here.” I patted a space between my legs.

“Well… alright…” Moving uncertainly, Daniel walked over to the bed and got between my spread legs. “Now what?”

Chad passed me the Vaseline. I had him put some onto Daniel while I put some onto myself. Once we were both well-lubed, I lifted my butt in the air and said to Daniel, “Alright. Now get on top of me.”

Daniel had apparently really been enjoying the sensation of Chad lubing him up. I could tell he was really getting off on it. Still he pulled away and positioned himself over me, penis between my legs.

“Now what?” he said again.

Chad said, “Here, let me help.” He took Daniel’s penis in his hand and lined him up with me and then said, “Just push yourself in real slow.”

Daniel nodded and, like most guys on his first fuck, started going into me a little too fast. It was ok, though. I was experienced enough to handle it. He didn’t even really try to go slow. He just pushed forward and, zap, he was all the way inside me.

“Whoa…” he said as he settled down on top of me. “God… wow, this is cool…”

“Ain’t it, though?” I asked with a little smile, wincing slightly at the sensation of his rather large penis inside me. There wasn’t any real pain or discomfort. It’s just that six and a half inches of teenage dick was making itself known.

“Now just start fucking,” Chad said.

“Alright…” Looking down at me with an unfocused gaze, Daniel started moving his hips. Slowly at first, but then with growing confidence. “Shit… god, this feels good… oh, man…”

Chad got up onto his knees and moved over near Daniel’s face. “You wanna make me feel good, too?” he asked in a quiet voice.

Daniel looked over at his friend’s penis. I saw him trying to decide what to do. He gave a little shrug and opened his mouth wide, slowly moving it down onto Chad’s shaft. Meantime, I reached between Daniel’s naked, thrusting body to stroke my own erection.

Daniel only managed to fuck me for a few more seconds before he gave a quiet grunt and shuddered on top of me, his penis pulsing inside my ass as his sperm shot out, looking for an egg it was never going to find.

“Oh… Daniel… I’m gonna cum…” Chad whimpered.

Looking like he’d been poleaxed, Daniel quickly pulled his mouth off Chad’s penis. Chad quickly started masturbating and soon was moaning as he came, his sperm splashing out over the naked bodies of Daniel and myself.

Daniel started to pull out of me. I whispered, “No, wait… stay inside…” and started jerking faster and faster. Then I gave out a few gasps, my ass clenching around Daniel’s penis as I started cumming, my sperm joining Chad’s on my smooth body.

Once we were all done cumming we fell back onto Daniel’s bed. He looked at Chad and myself and shook his head.

“I never thought… I’d do anything like this…” he said, breathing hard.

“Yeah…” I grinned. “It was good though… right…?”

“Oh, yeah…”

The three of us took some time to recover and clean up. Once we were clean, though, we started fooling around again. Soon I was down on all fours, being fucked by Chad while I gave Daniel a blowjob until he came in my mouth. When he was done cumming, he returned the favor, though he didn’t let me cum in his mouth.

All in all it was a wonderful way to welcome the third member of the Boy’s Club (Seattle).

* * *

Over the course of the next couple weeks Daniel, Chad and myself hooked up a lot. By the time the two weeks had gone past, and we were well into October, I’d actually started fucking both of the, taking their anal virginities on the same night, one after the other. I’d shown them how good it could be, and now we did it every time we had sex.

I also kept in constant contact with Peabo. I called him up every chance I could and kept him up with what was going on in the Club here (and frequently having phone sex with him). Towards the end of October, he broke the news to me that Dothan had fucked a girl at long last and had experienced his last encounter with the Club. Now it was down to just Peabo, Parr and Fenton, though Peabo told me he was working on a couple possible new recruits into the Club.

I had mixed feelings about Dothan losing his virginity. I was kind of jealous because he was a pretty good fuck and from now on he’d only be fucking girls. But it was pretty cool that he’d at least finally done it. I wondered when I’d get my chance to. In the dark armpit of the night when I masturbated thinking about Peabo, I wondered if I really wanted to.

As Halloween rolled around I started thinking more and more about trying to get another member into the Club. I spent time talking with both Daniel and Chad about the idea. They were both amenable, but neither of them could think of anyone who would work.

I also started getting more and more interested in Kelly. She was really cute in a very boyish kind of way. I started wondering how much of my interest in her was based around the fact that she did, indeed, look a lot like a boy. I tried to ignore those thoughts and just thought about her as a girl, wondering what it might be like to fuck her.

One night in early November, Chad and I were staying the night at Daniel’s house. It was a little after midnight. Both Chad and Daniel were asleep. I had been asleep, but I needed to go to the bathroom, and I was kind of thirsty, so I got up and headed out of the room, dressed only in my boxers.

I went to the bathroom and then headed to the kitchen to get a drink. I rounded a corner and stepped into the living room, surprised to see the TV was on. I looked on the couch and saw Kelly sitting there. I was just about to turn and leave when she must’ve seen or heard me, because she looked up.

“Oh! Ramble. Hey, what are you doing up?”

“Nothing, just getting a drink.”

“Oh, ok.” She looked at me a little. “You… uh… you wanna watch some TV with me for a bit?”

“Uh… well, I need to get a drink first,” I said, not sure why I was stalling.

“I got a spare Coke here. You can have it.”

“Well… ok.” I sat down next to Kelly, taking the Coke she offered. “Thanks.”

She giggled a little. “I love your accent, Ramble.”

I blushed. “Thanks,” I said, exaggerating the accent a bit,

“I think you’re really nice, too.” Her voice was soft.

I smiled and took a sip of my Coke, not sure what to make of this. Was Kelly coming onto me or something? I settled for saying, “Thanks.”

“You say that a lot.”

“I’m a pretty thankful guy.”

“What are you thankful for?”

I thought for an instant before I hit on the right answer. “I’m thankful that I have a nice girl to drink a Coke with.”

“Oh!” Kelly giggled again. “Thanks.”

“And what are YOU thankful for?” I retorted.

“Uh… that I have a cute boy to share my Cokes with.” She smiled shyly. “A cute boy who looks double-cute in his boxers.”

I blushed. I’d almost forgotten that was all I was wearing. I was about to try and cover up, but then I realized that she apparently didn’t mind seeing me like this. Did this mean she wanted to have sex with me or something? I wasn’t sure at all.

“Tha- no, wait. I’ll say ‘cool’ instead.” I grinned.

Kelly giggled and then was quiet. After a bit she said, “Ramble?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I ask you a weird question?”

“Ok.”

She seemed to be collecting her thoughts and then said, “Are you gay?”

I blinked. “Uh… why would you ask that?” I said, stalling for time.

“Well… I kind of… last time you were staying the night… I heard you and Daniel and Chad… doing stuff. It sound kind of like… you know… sex stuff. So I thought you might be gay. It’s ok if you are,” she said quickly. “I just was wondering.”

I had to think quick and try to figure out the best way to handle this. “No, I’m not gay,” I said, even though I figured that was probably a lie. “We just… well… it’s just something boys do, that’s all.”

“What were you guys doing?” she asked.

“If I tell you, you can’t tell anyone else ever, ok?”

“Alright.”

I told Kelly all about the Boy’s Club back home, how it wasn’t about being gay, just about feeling good. I drove that point home many times. I then told her all about how I’d started up a Club here in Seattle. I left out any mention of Peabo’s special relationship with me, though I did mention Dothan’s recent loss of virginity. Mostly I just focused on how much fun it was to have someone else give you an orgasm.

After she’d heard everything, Kelly was quiet for a few moments. Then she said, “Come with me a second, ok?”

“Alright.”

Kelly turned off the TV, dropping the room into darkness. She took my hand and led me down the hallway to her bedroom. She opened the door, ushering me in and closing it behind me before she turned on the light. I blinked in the sudden brightness.

“Why’d you bring me in here?” I asked.

“I have something to show you.” Kelly was blushing, but seemed determined to show me whatever it was she had to show. My heart was beating fast as I ran through the possibilities as she crouched down and reached under her bed, pulling out a small box. She opened it and pulled out something from inside, handing it to me.

I stared at it. “Is this what I think it is?”

“Do you think it’s a vibrator?”

“Yeah,” I said in a strangled tone.

“It is.”

“Oh.” I turned it on and it vibrated, unsurprisingly. “Why do you have this?”

“I use it for… well, you know what I use it for…” Kelly blushed again.

“Right. Ok, but why are you showing it to me?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I just thought you might like to see it.”

“Oh. Ok.”

She sat down on her bed. “Are there only boys in this club?”

“Well, yeah,” I said, sitting next to her. “That’s why it’s called the Boy’s Club.”

“Why don’t you let girls join?”

The question caught me off guard. I could only shrug and say, “As far as I know, no girl has ever wanted to join.”

“What if one did?” she persisted.

I took a good hard look at Kelly. “Uh… are you wanting to join?”

“Well, what if I did?” came the defensive reply. “What’s wrong with that? I’m still a virgin, so I should qualify. And if it’s not about sex, just about making someone feel good because you like them, then what does it matter?”

“But you’re a girl.”

“And? I like using my vibrator. It’s fun. I know what it’s like to do stuff by myself. Now I’d like to see what it’s like doing stuff with other people.”

My mind whirled, flashing me back to the seduction of Chad and Daniel and my own introduction to the Club. “Yeah, but…” I couldn’t really think of anything else to say.

“So would you let me join if I wanted to?” she prompted.

“Uh… well, I’d have to ask Daniel and Chad,” I replied, stalling.

“Ok.”

“And you realize you and Daniel would be doing stuff with each other. He IS your brother, you know?”

“I know that. So what? You said that there were brother/brother couples in the Club back in Mississippi.”

“Well, yeah.”

“So?”

“And, well…” I shook my head. “Look, Kelly… you know what you’ll have to do in the Club, right? I mean, you’d have to do what all the rest of us do.”

“So I’d have to give you guys blowjobs and jerk you off. That’s fine, as long as you go down on me and finger me.” She was very blunt. I was really surprised at that. Must’ve come from being raised by her father.

For some reason I wanted her in the Club but I didn’t want her in the Club. As a last ditch effort I said, “Well… all the boys get fucked, too…”

Kelly went quiet and then said, “That’s ok. I have my vibrator. I can fuck you guys with that.”

“Uh… yeah, but if you were in the Club, you’d have to… you know…”

“Oh… I hadn’t really thought about that.” Kelly seemed to deflate a little.

“Look, it’s cool that you want to join up, but I don’t really think that it’s the sort of thing for a girl, that’s all.”

This was the wrong tactic. Fire blazed in her eyes and she said, “Oh, really? Look, I’m willing to do everything a boy does. EVERYTHING.”

I hit on another idea. “Ok, but if we fucked you, none of us would be virgins and we’d all have to quit the Club.”

“Yeah, but it wouldn’t count as sex because I’d be part of the Club, too. Remember, it’s just about making each other feel good.”

“I hadn’t thought of it like that,” I said after digesting this argument.

“Yeah. So… can I join?”

“Why do you want to do this, Kelly? I mean really?”

“Because it really sounds like fun! Is it so weird to you that a girl might really like fooling around like this?”

“Well… yeah, kinda?”

Kelly shrugged. “I guess I’m not a typical girl, then.”

I threw my hands up into the air. “Ok, ok. You can join. I’ll talk with Daniel and Chad about it tomorrow.”

“Why not now?” she challenged.

“Uh… cause they’re asleep?”

“Do you REALLY think they’d be bothered by waking up to fool around?”

“Well, no,” I admitted. I’d actually thought about waking them when I got back to the room anyhow.

“So?”

An idea hit. “Ok, but before we go you gotta prove to me that you’re serious.”

“Ok. How?”

“Let me see you naked?” I asked quietly.

“Is that all?”

“Uh… yeah?”

Kelly shrugged. “Ok, but you gotta let me see you naked.”

“Uh… ok, that seems fair. But you go first.”

“Ok.” Kelly was wearing a nightgown. She pulled it up over her body and then pulled down the panties she was wearing and just that quickly, I was seeing my first naked girl.

My penis, which had been slightly hard the entire time, now hardened up to full hardness as I looked at Kelly’s body. Her breasts were just as small as I thought they were. They were barely even there. Between her legs there was a small, still hairless, slit. I stared at everything, my eyes taking in everything.

“Your turn,” she pointed out.

“Right.” I took a deep breath and stood up, lowering my boxers onto the floor and stepping out of them, acutely aware that I was now naked with a girl for the first time.

Kelly looked me over, her eyes mostly going to my penis. Finally she said, “That’s almost the same size as my vibrator.”

“Uh… yeah, I guess it is.”

“You wanna touch each other?” she asked.

“Sure.”

Kelly sat down on her bed. I sat down next to her. “How do I do it?” she asked.

I took her hand and placed it around my penis, showing her how to stroke it. Once she was going, I said, “How do I do it to you?” my mouth going dry as I spoke the words.

Now she took my hand in hers and guided it between her legs. She extended one of my fingers and slowly inserted it into her vagina. I could barely restrain my excitement as my finger slid into this place of incredible liquid warmth. She also then showed me how use the heel of my hand to stimulate her clitoris while my finger moved inside her.

“Oh, that’s very nice…” Kelly whispered.

“Glad you liked it,” I said, not sure if there was anything else I should say.

Kelly and I sat there masturbating each other for a few minutes and then she said, “Hey… try this,” as she passed me her vibrator.

“Ok.” I moved off the bed and got between her legs, getting my first close up look at a girl’s vagina. It was very strange, but kind of cool, I guessed. I just felt more comfortable seeing a penis between someone’s legs. Still, I lined up the vibrator with what I figured was the right spot and slowly slided it into her. Once it was in there, I turned it on and started moving it back and forth.

“Oh! Oh! Oh, wow, Ramble… oh, that’s nice…” Kelly reached down and rested her hand on mine as I fucked her with the vibrator.

“Cool,” I said as I reached down to start masturbating myself. I was horny as hell.

After about five minutes of vibrating Kelly I was starting to get a little bored. I mean, this was fun, but it wasn’t all THAT fun. Frankly, I’d rather be fucking another guy, but, well, that was life. Then Kelly said something that made me very UNbored.

“Ramble…?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you wanna… take out the vibrator and… ” She swallowed hard “Try it with your penis…?”

I froze, both body and mind. Slowly I tracked my eyes up her body and looked at her cute boyish face. I finally found the words and said, “You want me to… to fuck you…?”

Kelly nodded slightly. “I mean, you said I have to do it to be in the Club, right? So if I do it with you first then it’ll be easier for me to do it with Chad and Daniel.”
I couldn’t believe this was really happening. It was all so surreal. Part of me didn’t want to do it with Kelly and I have no idea why. Part of me, most notably my penis, REALLY wanted for me to do it with her. Unsure what to do, I stalled.

“Well… are you sure you want me to? I mean, once I do that, there’s no turning back and you’ll have to let Chad and Daniel do it, too.”

“I know,” she said with a nod. “That’s fine, as long as it feels good.”

I really couldn’t think of anything further to argue. I couldn’t really think of much of anything, to be honest. Licking my lips and trying to calm myself, I said, “Well… ok. We can do it if you want.”

“Alright. Take the vibrator out, then.”

I slowly withdrew the vibrator from Kelly’s vagina. She laid down on the bed and spread her legs wide. I thought about what it was like for me to get fucked and figured that if it felt as good for Kelly as it did for me, she’d never want to stop.

I got on the bed between Kelly’s legs, looking down at my target. I positioned myself over her, remembering again what it was like to get fucked. I poked my penis against the entrance to her vagina, suddenly wishing I had my Vaseline. I could feel some wetness against the tip, but I wasn’t sure it would be enough. Then I realized that, hey, our bodies were MEANT to be doing this. Things would probably take care of themselves.

“Here, right?”

“Yeah.” She closed her eyes.

I tried my best to calm myself down, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly. Finally, figuring that I’d stalled long enough, I pushed forward a little, feeling the first inch or so of my penis slide into something nice and wet and warm.

“Does it feel ok?” I asked.

“Yeah…”

Well, in for an inch, in for all five and a half. I took another deep breath and applied a little more pressure, feeling the sensation of soft, yielding flesh sliding slowly down around the shaft of my eager fourteen-year-old virgin penis as I pushed ever deeper into Kelly’s twelve-year-old virgin vagina. It was very sweet! I went as deep as I could and when I stopped, I looked down, seeing only my pubic hair pressed against Kelly’s bare pubic region.

“Wow…” I whispered, awed by it all. “Does it feel ok?” I asked Kelly again.

“Yeah… just give me a second…”

“Ok.” I kept myself completely still, my mind abuzz with various thoughts. No matter what Kelly said about being in the Club and everything I knew deep in my heart that I wasn’t a virgin anymore and neither was she. I had my penis inside a girl’s vagina and it was… it was…
It was not as good as I’d hoped it would be.

“Ok, you can start moving…”

Nodding, I began thrusting slowly with my hips, holding my body high above Kelly’s like I did when I fucked boys. In the back of my mind, I tried to puzzle out what this was like for me. It was better than a blowjob, that was for sure, but I really didn’t like it as much as I liked fucking Chad, Daniel, Parr, Peabo or any of the other guys I’d fucked.

It certainly still felt good, though! I knew I’d have no trouble at all cumming while fucking Kelly, and that was somewhat reassuring. Maybe it meant I wasn’t gay after all! With that cheerful thought, I began thrusting faster and faster.

Breathing hard, I gasped out, “Oh… oh… Kelly… I’m gonna cum…”

“Ok…” she whispered, her hands moving onto my thrusting hips.

I tried to hold back, tried to prolong the fucking so that it would be better for Kelly, but I knew I couldn’t. With a gasp of pleasure, I felt my penis swell and release, my sperm blasting out into Kelly’s vagina as I came inside a girl for the very first time.

Slowly I began to come down from my orgasm, my penis still inside Kelly’s vagina. I looked down into her eyes, both of us breathing hard. Still gasping, I said, “So… how was it… for you…?”

Kelly smiled a tired smile. “I really… liked it, Ramble…”

“Good.” I slid back, my penis slowly withdrawing from Kelly’s vagina. I flopped onto the bed next to her and said, “Ok, I guess you’re in the Club, then.”
Kelly giggled. “Oh, how kind.”

I giggled back, heady with the excitement of what I’d done. I’D FUCKED A GIRL! It hadn’t been as good as I’d hoped it might’ve been, but still… I FUCKED A GIRL! No matter what anyone else thought, I was no longer a virgin. I was still willing to publicly accept Kelly’s argument that it didn’t count cause she was in the Club, but in my own mind, my virginity was gone forever because I’D FUCKED A GIRL!

“Can I have someone else join the Club?” Kelly asked.

“Maybe. Who?”

“A boy who goes to school with me. His name is Edward.”

“How old is he?”

“Eleven.”

I shook my head. “No, the boys have to be at least twelve. When’s his birthday?”

“Valentine’s Day, I think. I remember hearing him talk about it once.”

“Well, when he’s twelve, he can join.”

“Ok.”

We laid there for a few more minutes and then I said, “So… you wanna go do it with Chad and Daniel now?”

“Yeah, sure. No time like the present.” Kelly gave a little grunt as she sat up. “Let me get my nightgown back on and go to the bathroom. You get them ready and I’ll be right there.”

“Ok,” I replied, getting back into my boxers. I honestly felt kind of weird about everything that had happened with Kelly. I kept thinking that it should have felt better. I shouldn’t have been thinking about how much I would rather have had sex with Peabo than with Kelly.

Did this mean I was really gay after all? I’d have to sort it out later. Right now I had other things to do, and so, as Kelly went to the bathroom I quietly crept back into Daniel’s bedroom and turned on the small lamp on his desk. “Hey, guys. Wake up.”

Both Daniel and Chad stirred and slowly began to wake up. Daniel looked at me and then at the clock. “Dude… what’s up?”

“Well… I have someone else lined up to join the Club.”

“What?” Daniel shook his head, trying to clear the sleep from his mind. “What, you mean someone right now?”

“Yep.”

“Who?”

The timing was perfect. A quiet knock on the door. I opened it up and said, “Kelly.”

Both Chad and Daniel looked more than a little surprised at this. “Kelly?!” said Daniel, a little loudly.

“Shhh!” I hissed. “Yes, Kelly.”

Kelly nodded. “Ramble told me about your guys Club. I want in.”

“Uh… it’s a Boy’s Club, Kelly,” Chad said. “You know? Only boys? Not girls?”

“Why NOT girls?!” she replied in a challenging voice. “What can you do that I can’t?”

“Look, Sis, do you even know what we DO in this Club?” Daniel asked.

“Yes. You jerk each other, you suck each other and you fuck each other. So? I can do all that. Well, except the fucking. I don’t have a dick, after all.” She shrugged. “But I can still get fucked.”

Chad and Daniel went silent as the implications of that statement settled in. Daniel looked at me.

“Is she serious?”

“Yeah,” I said with a nod. “Very serious.”

“How do you…” His eyes went wide. “You already fucked her!”

“About ten minutes ago,” Kelly said with a nod of her own.

“Oh, my god…”

Chad said, “But wait… that means you’re not a virgin, Ramble, and neither is she. So she can’t be in the Club.”

At least he didn’t say I couldn’t be in the Club. “It doesn’t count as sex if you’re doing it with Club members, remember? That’s why what we do with each other doesn’t count as sex.” I grinned a little. “It’s just about what feels good, right?”

“Right…” Daniel said slowly.

Chad considered this for a bit. “You’ll really let us fuck you?” he asked Kelly.

“If I’m a member of the Club then I have to do everything the others do.” Then she smiled a slightly evil grin. “Of course, you’ll have to do stuff to me in return. You’ll have to go down on me, for example.”

“That’s ok!” Chad said quickly. “I don’t mind if it means I get to fuck you.”

“I don’t know…” Daniel had a thoughtful look on his face. “She’s my sister. I can’t fuck her.”

“Why not?” Kelly asked. “I don’t care if you do. I’m sure your dick will probably feel as good as Ramble’s did.”

“Yeah, but it’s incest.”

She shook her head.”No, it’s not. It’s not really sex, remember? Just practice, just fun, just feeling good. Not really sex.” I was impressed at how much she always wanted to drive that point home.

“Besides, no one will force you to fuck her if you don’t want to,” I replied. “More fun for me and Chad.”

If I’d had to be honest I would have said that I didn’t really want to fuck Kelly again myself. I mean, I wanted to, but not very much. I’d do it and I’d like it, but not as much as I would like fucking a guy. Still, I thought it would be VERY cool to see Daniel and Chad fucking Kelly and that was the main motivation I had at this point. Anything else would have to wait until I’d had a good, hard think.

“Did you guys really fuck?” Chad asked as Daniel continued to ponder things.

“We really did.” I raised my hand in the Scout’s Honor pose.

“Wow…”

“So are you really serious about this?” Daniel asked his sister.

She rolled her eyes. “For the last time, Danny-Dumbass, YES!”

“Kelly,” I said. “Remember what you did to prove to ME that you were serious?”

“Huh? Oh, right! Ok.” Quickly she pulled her nightgown up and off her young body, leaving her completely naked. Apparently she’d decided that panties would slow things down.

“Fuck!” breathed Daniel as he looked over his sister’s naked body.

“See? I told you I’m serious.”

“Kelly…” Daniel shook his head. “Why do you wanna do this? I mean really?”

“For the same reasons you guys do.”

“Look,” I put in. “She wants to join. She’s willing to do the same stuff the rest of us do. I don’t see that it’s a big thing.”

“I agree,” piped up Chad.

Daniel sighed. “Yeah… ok. It just seems kinda weird having a girl around, that’s all.”

“Oh, don’t tell me you don’t want to fuck a girl?” I asked in a slightly mocking tone.

“What? No, it’s not that!” he protested. “It’s just going to take some getting used to, having a girl around. That’s all.”

“So do I get to see you guys naked now?” Kelly asked with a slight tone of impatience.

“Sure!” Chad said, standing up and dropping his boxers with almost unseemly haste. His penis was already hard and twitching.

“Alright,” Daniel said, a little reluctance in his voice, but not quite as much as there had been before. He dropped down his underwear and stood naked before us, penis just as hard as Chad’s was.

“Wow… yours a little bigger.” Kelly stared at her brother’s penis.

All three of us started laughing quietly. Daniel said, “Yeah. We know.” He saw his sister’s facial expression. “Long story.”

“Ooooookay. Well, let’s all sit down on the floor, then,” she said, plopping onto my sleeping bag. I sat down next to her, followed by the others. “You going to take off your boxers?” Kelly asked me.

“Oh, yeah.” I got out of them, my penis as hard as Chad’s and Daniel’s, just for a slightly different reason. They were hard because they were about to fuck a girl for the first time. I was hard because I was going SEE them fuck a girl for the first time. I was really starting to realize the difference here.

“So… now what?” Chad asked.

Everyone looked at me. Thinking quickly, I said, “Ok. Everyone reach over and masturbate the person on your right.” This sort of thing was something we’d done a lot of in La Fontaine. Following my own directions, I reached over and took Chad’s penis in my hand.

Chad quickly started playing with Daniel’s penis and Kelly with mine. Daniel very hesitant reached his hand down between his sister’s legs and sort of just rested it there. With an annoyed sigh, Kelly extended one of his fingers, sliding into her vagina and then showing him how to masturbate her the same way I’d been.

“Oh, god…” Daniel whispered as his finger slipped into his sister’s vagina. “Wow…”

“Yeah,” she said, giving her brother a little smile. I remembered what it was like watching Peabo and Parr have sex with each other. There’s something very special about siblings being sexual with one another.

For about three minutes or so we sat there playing with one another. Then I said, “Ok, everyone. Now switch and do the person on your left.”
Hands moved around, leaving me with my finger inside the vagina I’d just fucked, Kelly masturbating her brother, Daniel’s hand on Chad’s penis and Chad’s hand on mine. Poor Chad. He was the only one who hadn’t had any contact with Kelly yet.

“This is really cool,” Daniel said with a slight smile.

“Yeah, I thought you’d like it,” I replied with a grin of my own.

After a couple minutes of this, I decided it was time for something different. “Ok. Now everyone go down on the person on your right.”

“Uh… wait a second,” Kelly said. “Let me show Daniel what to do first.”

“Ok,” I said, wondering how Kelly even knew what to do.

She laid on her back and spread her legs as Chad and I wiggled over to watch this little lesson. “First,” she began, “lick all around this area,” she said, pointing to her clitoris.

“Ok.” Daniel, who was crouched between his sister’s legs, stuck his tongue out and slowly pressed it against her clitoris. Then he began licking it with broad strokes. “Am I doing ok?” he asked after a bit.

“Yeah… ok, now lick all around down here,” she said, moving her fingers along the area right outside her hairless preteen vagina. “Stick your tongue in a little, too.”

“Ok,” Daniel said and began to do as he was told.

“Fuck, this is hot,” Chad said.

“Yeah… Hey, Kelly?” I asked. “How did you learn how to do this?”

“Read it… on the Internet…” she gasped out.

“Alright. Well… let’s get onto the rest of the project, then,” I said, slipping my mouth down around Chad’s penis. He got the hint and began blowing Daniel as I felt Kelly’s lips encircle my erection. A few minutes into it, I said, “Everyone switch!” and we all turned around, giving me my first actual taste of a girl’s vagina.
At first I thought I was going to throw up. The general flavor and texture really reminded me strongly of oysters, which wouldn’t be too bad, except that I hated oysters. A major flaw in a boy growing up along the Gulf Coast. I kept wanting to sprinkle Tabasco sauce into there to alter the flavor somewhat, but I figured Kelly might take exception to that.

When a couple more minutes had passed, I said, “Alright, everyone. Let’s sit up now.”

We all got into a sitting position and Chad looked at me. “Not to complain, but you guys have gotten to do stuff with Kelly. When do I get to do stuff with her?”
I grinned. “Right now. Lay on your back, Kelly.”

“Alright,” she said, moving.

“Now, Chad. Get on your knees between her legs.”

“Ok.” He got between Kelly’s legs and then he suddenly seemed to figure things out. “Wait… am I going to…?” He trailed off, unable to finish a thought of such magnitude.

“Yes. Yes, you are.” I got behind Chad, my penis brushing up against his ass as I took his erection into my hand and started rubbing it against Kelly’s vagina. Both of them moaned faintly at the contact. I lined Chad up for penetration and said to him, “Now push forward really, really slowly, ok?”

“Alright,” he said in a barely audible whisper. I felt his body began moving as he pushed forward. Peering over his shoulder, I was able to get a perfect view as, bit by bit, his fourteen-year-old virgin penis moved up inside of Kelly’s twelve-year-old vagina. Once he was all the way inside, I let go and sat down next to them to watch the fun.

The look on Chad’s face was priceless! It was beyond something I could describe, but it was obvious he was a pretty happy camper. He looked down to where his penis vanished up inside Kelly’s vagina, and then looked back up at me with a grin.

That grin suddenly changed to a cross-eyed grunt, and as he pushed hard against Kelly, I pictured his no-longer virgin penis twitching inside her, shooting, for the first time, a load of sperm into a girl’s vagina.

I tried now not to giggle at the look on Chad’s face as he realized what he’d just done. I could tell he was a little embarrassed at having cum so quickly, but that seemed to be quickly overtaken by the realization that he’d just fucked a girl.

“Oh, wow…” he said with a giggling gasp. “Oh… I’m sorry, Kelly…”

“It’s ok,” she said with a giggle of her own. “It felt nice, even if it didn’t last very long.”

“Cool,” he said with a grin.

I looked up at Daniel. “Do you want a turn?”

I could tell he was somewhat torn. Finally though he gave me a silent nod.

“Alright. Chad, pull out.”

Chad pulled out, his penis all wet and shiny with a mixture of his fluids and those of Kelly. I was slightly grossed out by that, but not much.
As Chad moved aside, Daniel got between his sister’s legs, erection in his hand, stroking slowly as he looked at his target. Saying nothing, he looked down at her eyes. She gave a little nod and he lined himself up. It took a couple tries, but soon I got the incredibly wonderful sight of watching Daniel sink his thirteen-year-old virgin penis into his little sister’s twelve-year-old vagina. He took a moment to get himself steady, then lowered his body down until he was almost completely on top of her and began slowly moving his hips up and down.

It was a wonderful sight, watching as Daniel began fucking his sister. I from where I was sitting I could see his face, eyes closed in pleasure, as well as his upper body moving while he screwed. Turning slightly, I was able to see his butt rising and falling as he moved, the muscles flexing under his skin with each thrust, and glimpses of the shaft of his penis moving in and out of his sister’s tight vagina. I wondered what it would be like to fuck him while he was fucking her. We’d done some three person fucks in Mississippi, but I hadn’t done anything here yet. With Kelly in the mix, that might well be a good possibility.

Daniel wound up outlasting Chad in the intercourse game, but he didn’t fuck her quite as long as I did. His orgasm was a bit more intense though. I could tell he was trying hard not to scream out, gritting his teeth to hold back on the sounds of bliss as he blasted his sperm into his sister’s vagina.

When he was done cumming, Daniel laid on top of Kelly, breathing hard, a little sweat dripping off his smooth body. Just looking at him like this made me horny as fuck. I figured both he and Chad were probably a little too tired for me to fool around with right away, so I looked down at Kelly.

“Can I have another go?”

“Sure.” She gently pushed her hands against her brother’s chest. Daniel rose up off her, his larger penis sliding out of her vagina.

“I wanna try doggie-style,” I said with sudden inspiration. “You mind?”

“I guess not. That’s where I get on all fours, right?”

“Right.”

“Ok.” Kelly got down on all fours and I got in behind her. I took my penis in my hand and probed around a little, looking for the entrance. It was strange trying to hit a target back here that was positioned differently from what I was used to entering. Still, I found the right place and pushed back into her vagina, feeling the weird sensation of what I assumed was the mixture of sperm left by me, Chad and Daniel. It was certainly something that hadn’t been there before.

Fucking Kelly doggie-style was different from when I’d been on top. For one thing it was the position I was more accustomed to. For another thing, I was almost able to pretend that I was fucking a boy when I was back here. From the back she certainly didn’t look really different. The only difference my penis could detect was that her vagina wasn’t quite as tight as the average boy’s ass was.

Still, despite the fact that she wasn’t as tight, I still had no problem whatsoever with cumming. It wasn’t long before I added my second load of sperm to the billions of sperm already swimming around inside Kelly’s body. I briefly gave thought to pregnancy, but I figured she was smart enough to have taken care of that herself.

After I was done fucking her, both Daniel and Chad screwed her once more before we all retired to sleep. I don’t know for sure if Kelly had an orgasm at any point, but I do know that she seemed to really be enjoying all the activity.

As for myself, well… all I knew is that when I slept, I dreamt about Peabo. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but there you have it.

* * *

It wasn’t until almost a week after that night that I was finally able to talk with Peabo. There’d be a bad storm down south and phone service had been knocked out. He’d been able to use a cell phone long enough to call me and tell me that he and his family were ok, but that was about it.

During the week leading up to me finally getting to talk with him again, we’d had a couple more Club meetings, most of which consisted of Chad and Daniel taking turns fucking Kelly. I screwed her a couple times, too, but not nearly as much as they did. Thankfully they were still willing to do stuff with me, which was a major relief. I’d feared that once they had pussy, they wouldn’t want dick anymore.

When I got to talk with Peabo it was early morning. The sun had barely risen here, though I knew it was a little later over there. His mom answered the phone
and within a few seconds he was on the line.

“Ramble?”

“Peabo,” I said with a happy tone to my voice. “How are you guys?”

“We’re ok. We lost a window in the living room, but otherwise we got through the storm ok. We’ve had worse, you know.”

“Yeah.”

“How’s things up there.”

“Ok.” I had a weird, almost sick feeling my stomach as I said, “Peabo?”

“Yeah?”

“I fucked a girl.”

There was dead silence on the other end of the line. Eventually Peabo said, “Oh,” in a very quiet, non-committal tone.

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

“Remember me telling you about Daniel’s sister, Kelly?”

“Yeah.”

“Her.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“So… what was it like?” Still the non-committal tone.

I sighed. “It was… it was ok.”

“Just ok?”

“Yeah…” I took a breath. “I like it with you a lot more.”

I could almost feel the tension on the other line dissolve. “You do?”

“Yeah. It just wasn’t…” I searched for the words. “It just wasn’t you, Peabo, and that’s the flat-honest truth. I’d rather have sex with you than anyone else.”

“You would? Really?”

“Yes.”

“Same with me,” he said with a little laugh.

“Cool.”

“So… this means you’re not a virgin anymore, huh?”

“Well… maybe. See, here’s what happened.” I gave Peabo the full story, including what it had been like to fuck Kelly, and how both Chad and Daniel had done it with her, too. Then I filled in Kelly’s reasoning on why it didn’t count as loss of virginity.

“Huh… interesting…”

“Yeah. I don’t know. Sounds kinda like bull-pat to me, but… well, if she wants to pretend.”

“Do YOU think you’re still a virgin?” he asked.

I thought for a second. “No,” I admitted. “I’m not a virgin anymore.”

“Well… I don’t know what to say.”

“Yeah.”

“You still wanna do it with me more, though, eh?” I could hear the hope in his voice.

“Fuck yeah,” I said, breaking into a grin.

“Awesome.”

Peabo and I spent the next several minutes talking about various incidentals. Just as we were about to build into phone-sex, his mother came and told him he needed to go do some chores. We said our goodbyes and went about our day.

* * *

The weekend after Thanksgiving, I went wandering around Seattle. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, really. Just some answers, I guess.
Sex with the Club had gotten to the point where it was mostly just an excuse for Daniel and Chad to get around to fucking Kelly. I still had sex with them both, lots of it, but I had started to feel like a needless accessory.

Plus fucking Kelly wasn’t really my bag. I fucked her each time we got together, but… to be honest, it just wasn’t doing it for me AT ALL. I mostly managed to cum thinking about how cool it was watching Chad and Daniel fool around with her, and I got really turned on when I fucked Kelly after they’d cum inside her.

I told myself that I was just wandering around downtown looking for some Christmas presents for my family and maybe something to send to Peabo. What I was really doing… well… I was heading up to Capitol Hill. Indirectly, mind you. It was the major gay neighborhood in Seattle and I just thought I should go check it out.

Let’s face it… I was gay. I knew it by now. I just had a tough time admitting it.

When I got up to Broadway, the main drag, as it were, through Capitol Hill, I wandered around for a bit, looking at various shops and stores. I poked my nose into one place called the Pink Zone, which seemed to sell lots of gay themed stuff. Then I went to a bookstore and a magazine caught my eye. It was called “XY” and looked really interesting. I bought it, and went down the street to Starbucks where I got a mocha and sat down to read it.

I’d been looking through it for about ten minutes when I realized there was some guy staring at me. I peered at him out of the corner of my eye. He looked older. Probably in his 20’s. He was pretty attractive, though. Looked like Elijah Wood. He saw me looking at him and smiled. I smiled shyly back.

The man came walking over to me. “Mind if I join you?”

“No, go ahead.”

“Thank you.” He sat down. “You like XY?”

I nodded. “It’s pretty good. I’ve never read it before.”

“Cool. I love your accent. Where you from?”

“La Fontaine, Mississippi.”

“Oooo, Southern fried chicken, eh?” He smiled.

I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I figured it was a joke. I smiled and laughed. “Yeah, that’s me.”

“Cool. What’s your name? Mine’s Arthur.”

“Ramble Tenniel Bedford Beauchamp,” I said, holding my hand out to him.

“That’s a cool name, Ramble.”

“Thanks.” I finished off my coffee.

“What were you drinking?” Arthur asked.

“Mocha.”

“Want another? I’m buying.”

“Sure,” I said.

Arthur walked over and ordered my drink while I wondered what was going on. Was he coming onto me? The idea was kind of appealing. He was pretty hot for an older man, I guessed. If he was coming onto me, would I go for it? I’d never had sex with anyone outside the Club.

Arthur came back and passed me my drink. “Thanks,” I said, taking a sip.

“No problem. How old are you, Ramble?”

“Four- sixteen,” I said.

“Four-sixteen?” he asked with a smile.

“Well… ok, fourteen,” I admitted. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-three.”

“Cool. Well, you seem nice for an older guy,” I said, trying to be complimentary.

“Oh, gee, thanks,” Arthur replied, rolling his eyes and smiling. “Older… great.”

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way!” I said quickly.

“I know, I know. You seem like a good guy,” Arthur said with a smile.

“Thank you.” I smiled back.

He leaned closer and dropped the volume of his voice. “You’re really cute, too.”

I felt my face grow hot. “Th… thanks!” I managed to say. Smiling a little I added, “You’re nice, too.”

“Thank you, Ramble.” Arthur smiled back at me. He had a nice smile.

My heart skipped a beat and on a sudden impulse I blurted out, “Do you wanna have sex?”

Arthur raised an eyebrow. “Well, you’re direct.”

I looked down at the table. “Sorry…”

“No, no. It’s ok.” He looked me over again. “You do know, right, that I’m way too old for you?”

“You are?”

“Well… technically it would be illegal for me to have sex with you.”

“Oh.”

“You know what?” he asked leaning closer.

“What?”

“It’s a stupid law.”

I grinned again, feeling my penis harden. “Really?”

“Yeah.” He looked at his watch. “You wanna go back to my place?”

“Ok,” I asked, my mouth dry. I stood and walked after Arthur, heading out into the street. He drove a Ford Taurus.

“This car’s about as old as you are,” he said as we got in.

“Cool,” I said, for lack of anything better.

“So you ever have sex before?” he asked.

I nodded. “Yeah. With a bunch of guys. One girl, too,” I added, almost as an afterthought.

“Wow, and you’re only fourteen?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool.” As we drove he said, “So what do you think of sex with girls?”

I shrugged. “It’s ok. I like it better with guys.”

“So you’re gay?”

I hesitated. I really wasn’t sure what to say. Finally I settled for, “I don’t know. Maybe. Probably.”

Arthur smiled again, a smile that was more reassuring than anything else. “Don’t worry, Ramble. Lots of guys go through that sort of confusion.”

“They do?”

“Yeah.”

“I just kind of thought… well, that someone just KNEW if they were gay or not…” I trailed off with a shrug.

“Some do. I did. Most don’t.”

“Oh, ok.”

We rode in silence for a while. I was very excited about this. I was going to actually have sex with a guy who was really gay! Not just pretending. And he was older, so I was sure he’d be really good in bed. I couldn’t wait to see what he was going to be like.

Once we got to Arthur’s apartment he led me inside and showed me around. It wasn’t a really big place, but it was nice enough, I guessed. I sat down on his couch and kind of fidgeted a little, not sure what to do.

“So you want something to drink?”

“Sure. What do you have?”

“Let me check.” Arthur walked into his kitchen and called out, “Coke, water, milk… that’s about it. Butter.”

“I don’t think you can drink butter,” I said with a little laugh.

“Yeah, probably not.” He leaned out and grinned. “So what do you want?”

“Coke will be fine.”

Arthur walked back in with a couple cans of Coke. I flashed back to my first time with Kelly. Coke seemed to be playing a pretty big role in me getting laid.

I cracked my Coke open and took a sip. After a moment I said, “So… you wanna fuck?”

Arthur laughed. “Sure are direct, aren’t you?”

I shrugged. “I’m new at this. I don’t know how to seduce or flirt or anything. I just wanna get laid, that’s all.”

“Fair enough. Well… bedroom’s over there,” he said, gesturing.

Thinking on impulse, I stood up and quickly stripped down to my underwear. I was wearing a pair of blue boxer-briefs. I knew they looked good on me. I finished off the Coke, grinned at Arthur and walked into his bedroom.

“Hot damn!” Arthur said, following after me.

When we got into Arthur’s bedroom, I immediately put my arms around him, pulled him close and started kissing him with all the passion in my young body. This was going to be my first time with a real gay person and my first time with an older man and I wanted to do everything as perfectly as possible.

“Wow… I like you more and more,” Arthur said when we came up for air.

“Less talk… more dick…” I whispered as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I rubbed my hand up and down against the bulge in his pants. I couldn’t tell from doing that how big he was, but I knew one way I could tell. I unzipped the pants and reached inside, into his underwear and pulled out his penis, looking at my first ever adult erection.

It was pretty big!

He had to be about seven, maybe seven and a half inches. By a good measure the largest penis I’d seen outside of porn, and certainly the largest I’d ever held. I couldn’t wait to suck it. I couldn’t wait to get fucked by it! Hell, why wait? I opened my mouth really wide and slipped it down around Arthur’s dick, bobbing my head and working my tongue with all the skills I’d learned over the years.

“Oh… Jesus, Ramble… wow, you’re good…” Arthur whispered, running his hands through my hair.

“Thank you,” I mumbled around a mouthful of penis.

I continued to blow Arthur for a couple minutes, really getting off on what I was doing. I was happy to keep going, but Arthur apparently had other ideas. He pulled me upwards and I kissed a trail up his body, finally kissing him on the lips once I was up to his face.

“Now let me show you how I do it,” Arthur whispered, getting down to his knees. He hooked his fingers into my underwear and pulled them down, my teenage penis popping up against my stomach. I couldn’t remember ever being this hard, except for when I’d had sex with Peabo.

“Now THAT is a great dick!” Arthur cried out. He wrapped his fingers around it, gave it a couple introductory strokes and then took it into his mouth.

As Arthur began blowing me I began to realize how much difference there was between someone like Arthur, who loved to suck dick and had probably been doing it a long time, and someone like, say, Dothan, who did it because he had to, not because he wanted to. And oh what a difference it was! I nearly came right then and there as I felt the sensation of his tongue and lips working themselves all over the length of my penis. God, it was great!

After what seemed like an eternity, and at the same time not long enough, Arthur lifted his face up off my penis and said, “Let’s get onto the bed.”

“Ok,” I replied, stepping out of my underwear and getting onto Arthur’s bed. I watched as he undressed and joined me. He didn’t have the best body in the world, but that didn’t bug me. I was getting laid by a real life gay man! That was more than enough to turn me on!

“So what do you want to do?” Arthur asked as he laid down and started stroking my penis.

“Everything,” I whispered, taking his penis in my hand.

“You a top or a bottom?”

I blinked. “What?”

“You fuck or get fucked?” Arthur asked.

“Oh! Uh… well, I’ve done both… but I really like getting fucked…” I said with a blush.

“Oh, really?” Arthur said with a lopsided grin. “Cool.” His penis twitched in my hand. “Boning Ramble. I like that idea.”

“Cool.” I looked around the room. “You got any Vaseline in here?”

Arthur blinked. “Vaseline? Why would I use that? Don’t you know about lube?”

“Uh… I guess not?”

“Oh, poor, poor Ramble.” He reached into a nightstand drawer and pulled out a small bottle with the word “WET” printed across it. “This is what we call lube. It’s designed to make things nice and slippery for sex. Better than Vaseline by far.” He squirted out a handful and started rubbing it onto his penis as he passed me the bottle.

I took it and eyed it with some skepticism. But I figured that Arthur probably knew what he was doing, so I squirted some the lube into my hand and used it to slick up my nether regions. It certainly felt different from Vaseline, but not bad. I could get used to it.

Once everything was ready, I set the bottle aside and said to Arthur, “So how do you wanna do this?”

“Well, what’s your favorite position?”

I thought about it. “I like having the other guy on top of me.”

“Ok, well… assume the position!” he said with a smile.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I laid down on my back, hoisting my legs up into the air. Arthur settled himself down on top of me and I felt his penis poking around, pressing against me. He lined up, gave a little push and started sliding forward.

“Are doing ok?” Arthur asked as he sank down into me.

“Oh, yes…” I whispered, feeling the older man’s penis sliding deeper into my tight young ass.

“Oooo… wow, it’s nice in here,” Arthur said with a grin as the last of his penis entered me. “I could get used to this!”

I grinned up at him and leaned up to give him a kiss. “Now fuck me,” I said.

“Okay!” Arthur began flexing with his hips and I felt the joyful sensation of his hard penis sliding back and forth within me. I reached down to start stroking my own penis, savoring all the waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

It was really cool that I was doing this, I thought to myself as Arthur fucked me. I knew now that, for certain, I was gay. There was no way I could be straight, or even bi, and be enjoying this as much as I was! And the fact that it wasn’t just another guy fucking me, but that it was actually a fully gay adult, was even cooler!

So cool, in fact, that I knew I was going to cum sooner than I wanted to. I called out, “Oh… Arthur… I can’t hold back… I’m gonna shoot soon…”

“Ok,” he said, and started fucking me harder and harder, his naked body moving passionately on top of mine.

That put me over the edge. I whimpered and twitched under Arthur as my penis began jerking in my hand, my sperm flying out all over my naked teenage body. Oh, god, it was incredible! Better than any orgasm I’d ever had with anyone aside from Peabo. It was amazing!

Arthur apparently liked it as well, because he moaned and pushed deep inside my butt and I felt his penis begin kicking as he fired his sperm into me. I held onto his butt as he wiggled and jerked on top of me, pleased as hell that I was able to make an older guy feel this good.

Once Arthur was done cumming, he pulled out of me and laid down next to me on his bed. We kissed for a bit, and then hopped into the shower, where he fucked me again. He did it to me once more that day, and then I fucked him, which was pretty cool. All in all by the time night fell and I went home, I was one sated young boy!

* * *

November wore into December, time moving in that way that it does. I met up with Arthur a few more times, but I started getting kind of edgy after a bit. He seemed to be getting a little clingy and at one point said he was in love with me. I liked him, but I certainly wasn’t in love with him, so I kind of put some distance between us. I still met up with him, but now it was only once in a while instead of nearly every single day.

As Christmas loomed I started to get depressed. It was the first Christmas I’d have away from Peabo and the others. I wouldn’t even be able to talk with Peabo on the phone over the holidays. He’d told me that he was heading out of town just before Christmas and wouldn’t be back until after New Year’s. My other friends were around, but it wasn’t quite the same. I missed the gang back in La Fontaine.

All in all, I was one sad, lonely, depressed little gay boy by the day before Christmas Eve. My parents had decided to take me out to dinner at a place called Thirteen Coins. When I’d told Arthur about that, he’d gotten quite jealous, telling me what a nice place it was. As I sat there in the restaurant with my mom (Dad was delayed running some errand), I looked around and could see why Arthur liked it. It was a nice place. Not great, but nice. Nowhere near nice enough, though, to get me out of my slump.

Then, as I was sitting there drinking my water and looking over the menu, someone came up behind me and dropped their hands over my eyes. I heard a voice… a wonderful… familiar… fantastic… beautiful voice… saying in a low Southern accent, “Guess who?”

“Peabo?” I whispered, hardly daring to believe my ears.

“Aw, you guessed!”

The hands were moved and I turned my head to see Peabo! Standing there live in front of me with his long red hair in a cute ponytail and a gorgeous smile on his beautiful face.

“PEABO!” I nearly screamed as I stood up and threw my arms around my love, holding him as close and as tight as I could, happy to feel him hugging me back.

“Hey, Ramble,” he said, squeezing me tight. Into my ear he softly whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I whispered back. It took all my effort to avoid giving him a toe-curling kiss like none he’d ever had before.

“Alright, boys, break it up,” Dad said with a chuckle.

Peabo and I separated and sat down at the table, my horrid mood completely gone. “Dad… Peabo… what the hell?” I said after a bit.

Peabo said, “My parents and your parents plotted this. They knew we missed each other and they thought it would be good for me to spend a Christmas away from home. So here I am!” He smiled that wonderful smile of his and my heart skipped several beats.

“Wow… just… wow…” was about all that I could say. I sat there grinning stupidly.

“So, let’s order!” my mom said.

We ordered our food and made small talk with each other throughout the meal. I couldn’t get over the fact that Peabo was actually here with us! It was, without a doubt, the best Christmas present I could have ever gotten.

Later that night, once we got to our house, I showed Peabo around, giving him the grand tour and finally ended up in my bedroom. Peabo had only a second to set his bags down on the floor before I’d shut the door, taken two steps towards him and put my arms around him, pulling him close locking lips with him, giving my lover the toe-curling kiss I’d wanted badly to give him earlier. Peabo kissed me back, his hands drifting down to cup my ass.

When we broke the kiss I said, “God, Peabo, I’ve missed you so much.”

“I know… I’ve really missed you, too… I couldn’t believe it when my parents told me I was coming up here.”

“Yeah…” I socked him on the arm. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”

Peabo shrugged. “I only heard about it a little bit ago myself. They told me before that I was going to my grandmother’s house in Mobile, okay. Then I get to the airport and, hey, guess where I’m REALLY going!” He grinned. “I was so fucking happy when I got on that plane to Seattle!”

“I bet.” I ran my hand along his face. “I love you so much, Peabo. I couldn’t stand to be without you for too long.”

“I know. Me, too.” Peabo leaned forward and kissed me tenderly. “There’s only one problem.”

“What’s that?”

“We both have too many clothes on,” he said, looking as serious as he could, but with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“Oh, well,” I said, looking serious myself. “We’d best do something about that.”

“Damn right, yankeeboy.”

My eyes narrowed. “Lover or not, I’ll kick your ass if you call me a yankee again.”

“Oh?” Peabo slowly undressed. “I have a better idea for something you can do to my ass.”

My already hard penis gave an enthused jump. I almost never got to fuck Peabo. Usually it was the other way around. “Seriously?”

“Hell, yeah.” He was naked now and embraced me again, his hard penis rubbing up against my leg. “But it’ll be hard to do if you have all these clothes on.”

“Hot damn!” I replied and quickly got out of my clothes. When we were both naked, we kissed again and I took his penis in my hand and hauled him over to the bed.

“God, I’ve missed this, Ramble,” Peabo whispered between kisses. “It’s just not the same with the other guys, you know?”

I nodded. “I know it’s different with you than it is with Daniel, Chad or Arthur. Much different than with Kelly.”

“Yeah…” We kissed some more, masturbating each other a little as we did so and then Peabo asked me, “Ramble? Am I going to meet your new friends?”

“Yeah, I suppose. I hadn’t really thought about it.”

Peabo was quiet for a moment and then said, “Do you think I might… you know… have a chance… to try it with Kelly?”

My heart sank. “You want to fuck Kelly?”

“I just want to see what it’s like. You know? To see if… well, if you and I feel the same about it, you know?”

I nodded slowly. “You want to see if you like guys or girls better, huh?”

“Yeah.” He kissed me again. “No matter what, though, I love you and I love having sex with you more than anything in the world.”

I perked up a little and smiled at my lover. “Good. Now suck my dick!”

“Yes sir!” Peabo said with a smart little salute. Then he kissed his way down my body and slid his lips down around the shaft of my penis. I sighed with content. Peabo gave better head than just about anyone I’d ever met, though Arthur had been a close second.

“Move yourself up here,” I said. Peabo swiveled around, positioning his body above mine. I eagerly slid my mouth around his penis and began working it with my tongue, savoring the taste of my lover’s body.

Peabo and I spent about five minutes sixty-nining with each other. We weren’t trying to make one another cum, we were just really enjoying being together again. But much as we loved blowing each other, we had other ideas in mind.

Peabo pulled up from me and said, “You ready to fuck me, Ramble?”

“Oh, hell, yeah!”

“Good.” He sat on the bed next to me, his penis throbbing. “How do you wanna do it?”

“I want you on top,” I said.

“Ok. Where’s the Vaseline?”

I grinned. “I got something better now,” I said, reaching into my nightstand to pull out my own personal bottle of Wet. Arthur had been nice enough to buy it for me a few weeks ago. I squirted some onto my penis and began rubbing it around, passing the bottle to Peabo with my other hand.

Peabo lubed himself up, saying, “This stuff’s pretty nice.”

“Yeah, I like it.”

Setting the bottle aside, Peabo got on top of me, straddling me at the waist. He took my penis in his hand, holding it straight up.

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

Peabo began lowering his body downward. I felt a little resistance as I started to enter him, but pretty soon that went away and I had the feeling of luxurious warmth surrounding my penis as I slid all the way up into Peabo’s tight ass.

“Whew!” he said, once I was all the way inside him. “Wow, it’s been a while, huh?”

“Yeah…” I put my hands on his hips and gently thrust up a little. “I missed it.”

“Me, too.” Peabo leaned down to kiss me.

We fucked in silence after that, kissing while I was pushing up inside Peabo as he swiveled his hips, riding me expertly. I knew now full well what the difference was between having sex and making love. When I had sex with the other boys I’d been with, or with Kelly, it was just sex. With Peabo, though, I was making love.

Eventually we both climaxed. Peabo’s came first, his penis twitching as his hot sperm splashed all over my chest. My own orgasm followed moments later, my whole body shaking under Peabo as I came inside him

After we were done cumming, Peabo fell onto the bed next to me, the two of us breathing hard and giggling a little. We were together, we were happy. The whole world could end right now, and I’d consider that I’d led a good, wonderful life.

Ah, love…

* * *

It was December 23rd. Peabo and I were sitting in the living room, and we were both nervous as hell.

Kelly was on her way to visit.

Peabo had been staying with me for two days now. We’d spent every free moment we had in bed with each other. He’d mentioned the idea of fucking Kelly a couple times, but hadn’t been really insistent. I knew it was something he wanted to do, though, and the idea of watching my boyfriend losing his virginity to a girl was a turn-on. So I called Kelly earlier today and set it up.

I squeezed Peabo’s hand as I sat next to him on the couch.

“Don’t worry, Peabo. Just relax and have fun.”

He grinned at me. “I will. I’m just kind of nervous, that’s all.”

“I know.”

Peabo sighed. “What if… what if I don’t really like it?”

“Then you’re gay,” I said, simply. “Just like me.”

He exhaled raggedly. “Yeah, I know. I guess it would be ok if I was gay, but…” He shrugged. “Say… if you’re gay, Ramble, then why do you still fuck Kelly?”

“I don’t very much,” I admitted. “When I do, I do it because it’s lots of fun. It DOES feel good, really. I liked doing it. But it’s not the same as when I’m with another guy, you know?”

“I guess. Kind of. Not really.”

I laughed. “Well, you’ll learn, don’t worry.”

We sat there quietly watching TV for about five more minutes before I heard the sound of the doorbell ringing. We stood up, Peabo straightening his hair and clothes as he did so, and walked to the door.

“Hey, Kelly,” I said when I opened it.

“Hi, Ramble.” She gave me a hug.

“I would like to introduce you to Peabo,” I said, gesturing towards him.

“Hello, Kelly,” he said, flashing a shy smile.

“Hi,” Kelly replied with a shy smile of her own.

“So,” I said into the awkward silence that followed. “Why don’t we go up to my bedroom?”

“Ok,” Kelly said.

The three of us tromped upstairs to my room. I closed and locked the door behind us. The last thing I needed here was for my parents to come home early and walk in on our little tableau. They probably would at least be happier than if, say, they walked in on just me and Peabo, but still. Oddly, I’d never been so paranoid when it was just Peabo and I. I wonder why?

We sat around awkwardly for a little. No one was sure where to start. I could tell Peabo was checking out Kelly and she was checking out him. At least there was a little attraction. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the idea of Peabo being interested in Kelly, but there you were.

I figured nothing was going to happen unless I got it started. Kelly had mentioned to me before that she got really turned on watching us guys get it on with each other. Chad and Daniel had never been really into sex with me or each other, it was something they did, but they much preferred Kelly, so she’d not ever really been able to watch everything as much as she wanted. This was how I was going to get things going.

I approached Peabo and put my hand under his chin, lifting his face up and kissing him tenderly on the lips. I whispered, “Just follow my lead, ok?”

“Ok.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

We started kissing again as I began to unbutton Peabo’s shirt. Once his shirt was open, I pulled it completely off his wonderful body and then leaned my face down and started sucking gently on one of his nipples. As I did this, I reached down and started to unbuckle his belt. When it was undone, I reached inside his pants and underwear to wrap my hand around his very hard penis.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kelly watching everything intently while rubbing at the front of her pants. She seemed to be enjoying the show, so I decided that I’d kick it up a notch. I pulled Peabo’s penis out of his jeans, giving Kelly a good view of what she was going to have inside her later on. Then I kissed a trail down his chest, finally lowering my mouth down around his erection, bobbing my head gently up and down. Peabo let out a little moan and ran his fingers through my hair. I knew I gave good head, but it was always nice to have feedback.

Now Peabo pulled my head up and started kissing me again as he worked my shirt up and then off my body. Then it was my turn to lean back as Peabo reached down and extracted my penis from inside my pants and began blowing me. I sighed with happiness at the feeling of his mouth around me once more.

“Got any requests?” I asked Kelly as Peabo went to town.

She shrugged. “Maybe one?”

“Ok.”

“Would you guys sixty-nine? I always liked watching you and Chad do that, but he doesn’t like doing it in front of me, you know?”

“I know.” I looked down at Peabo. “Sound good to you?”

“Oh, yes.”

Peabo and I stood and shucked our clothes, getting totally naked and then laying down on the bed. I laid on my back and he got on top of me, his penis sliding easily down into my mouth as he lowered his mouth onto my erection. Oh, it felt nice.

After Peabo and I had spent a couple-three minutes blowing each other, I pulled my mouth off his penis and said to Kelly, “Hey, why not join the fun?”

“Alright.” She stood up and began undressing.

I felt Peabo’s mouth lift off my penis as he watched Kelly get out of her clothes. Once she was naked, Peabo said, “You look really pretty.”

“Thanks,” she said with a little blush.

“Sit up,” I said to Peabo. He got off me and we sat side-by-side on the bed. I moved over a little and patted the space between us. “Have a seat?” I said to Kelly.

“Ok.” She moved and got between Peabo and I.

I started the show by leaning over and giving Kelly a kiss as I reached down to cup one of her small breasts. They’d gotten a little bigger, I thought, in the last couple months. She’d also gotten a couple strands of hair on her vagina. It was cool, though the larger breasts made her look less like a boy.

Peabo followed my lead and then began improvising. He leaned down to kiss and suck on Kelly’s right breast while I continued to have fun with her left one. Then after she was done kissing me, he started kissing her. I felt a little surge of jealousy while I watched that. I’d never seen Peabo kissing anyone else before.

Then I took Peabo’s hand in mine, guiding it down between Kelly’s legs. He and I started caressing her together, working our fingers around her clitoris and labia. Then Peabo took the lead once more, slowly inserting his finger into her vagina. I was a little startled at him doing that, and then I remembered that he’d fingered a girl before, so this wasn’t anything really new.

“Did you bring it?” I whispered to Kelly.

“Oh, yes…”

“Good.” I got up and went to her little purse, reaching inside to pull out her trusty vibrator. I wiggled my eyebrows and looked at Peabo.

“Is that what I think it is, Ramble?”

“Yep.”

“Oh, wow.”

I advanced on Peabo. “Just you wait. I’ll give you a reason to say wow.”

He gave me an odd look. “What do you mean?”

“You’ll see. Kelly, lay down, ok?”

“Alright.”

“Now, Peabo,” I said, once Kelly was in position. “Get your face down there and start licking everything you see.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Uh…”

“Trust me. It’s pretty nice, actually.”

“Well… ok.” Peabo got down on his knees and leaned forward, sticking out his tongue to start licking Kelly’s vagina. I knew that was something she loved and of the three boys in the Club I was usually the only one who would do it to her.

With Peabo in this position, I had ready access to his cute little ass. I got out the lube, rubbed it all over the vibrator and then slowly worked it up into my lover’s body. Once it was inside, I moved it around a little bit.

“How’s that feel?” I asked.

Peabo whimpered a little and mumbled, “It’s… oh… it’s pretty nice…”

“Just wait til you feel this.” With that I turned the vibrator on, moving it back and forth within Peabo’s butt as it began twitching.

“Oh, my god… oh… oh, wow…” He buried his face between Kelly’s legs and his whole body tensed up. He lifted his face and said, “Jesus, Ramble… that’s… oh, god…”

“You like it, eh?”

“Oh, hell, yeah…”

“Good.” I worked the vibrator back and forth inside my friend’s ass for a couple minutes while he continued taking Kelly to heights of pleasure. We were all having fun, and I knew the moment was fast approaching where it would be a good idea to take things to the next, and final, level.

Sighing an uncertain sigh, I pulled the vibrator out of Peabo and said, “Peabo? Lay on your back now, ok?”

“Huh? Oh, ok.” He sat back, wiped his mouth off and laid down next to Kelly, giving her a little kiss as he did so. She kissed him back and then sat up next to him.
I took one last look at the beautiful virgin Peabo. His lean, perfect body that I never got tired of looking at, his long red hair, his green eyes, his small patch of red pubes, his very hard penis. Within a few moments, he’d not be a virgin anymore. Nothing about him would technically change, but something would still be different. Still my best friend, my lover and the best person in the universe. The same, but different. I hoped desperately that nothing would change between us. Oh, well. Only one way to find out.

Taking Peabo’s penis in my hand I gave it a couple strokes and said, “Are…” I took a deep breath, wondering who was more nervous, me or him. “Are you ready for… It?”

“You mean…” Peabo’s eyes drifted down towards Kelly’s vagina. “Oh… yeah. I think so. Yes.”

I nodded and leaned down, giving his virgin penis a kiss, knowing that the next time I touched it, held it, sucked it, got fucked by it, it wouldn’t be a virgin’s penis anymore. Then I turned to Kelly, nodded and said, “Alright.”

Kelly moved on top of Peabo, taking his penis and giving it a couple strokes, holding it straight up as she got on top of him, positioning her vagina right above him. She smiled down at Peabo and said, “I hope you like it.”

“Yeah…”

I laid down next to Peabo, gave him a little kiss and held his hand. I was happy that I could be there with him at this big moment, but I still felt a little weird about the whole thing.

“Ok,” Kelly said. She got herself into position and then, as I watched, began lowering her almost hairless twelve-year-old vagina slowly down around Peabo’s very hard fourteen-year-old virgin penis. I felt Peabo’s body tense, his hand gripping mine as she went lower and lower. I panned my eyes up to his beautiful face where his eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open.

As the last of Peabo’s virginity vanished into Kelly’s vagina he opened his eyes and looked down to where his penis disappeared into her. “Wow,” he said. He turned his face to mine and gripped my hand tightly. “Thanks, Ramble.”

“You’re welcome, Peabo,” I whispered, my heart breaking slightly. Then he leaned over and kissed me! There he was, inside his first girl, and kissing ME, not her! My heart mended itself and sang out with joy!

Kelly raised and lowered herself a couple times. “What do you… think, Peabo?” she said with a little gasp.

“I like it… it feels really nice…” Then he looked at me. “But I love you, Ramble.”

“Oh, god, Peabo, I love you, too. I love you so much,” I managed to say, feeling almost like I was going to cry with relief. He was gay! Just like me! I started kissing him passionately.

“Aw… how… romantic…” Kelly breathed, with a grin on her face.

Peabo pulled his face back from mine and said, “Sorry. How unlike me to ignore the needs of a lady. What would my parents say?” He put a hand on each of her thighs and then pushed his teenage penis so far deep into her that he lifted her off the bed. Kelly let out a surprised gasp, which turned into a series of delighted moans as Peabo began really fucking her.

Then Peabo abruptly sat up and put his arms around Kelly. Keeping his penis inside her preteen vagina, he rolled both him and her over so that she was on her back. Then he planted one hand on each side of her body and started fucking her once more.

I was entranced, looking at Peabo’s body while he fucked. His long hair was swinging back and forth with each thrust, his ass was flexing and relaxing, his whole, beautiful, naked young body was moving in glorious rhythm. Even if I never had sex with him again, just having seen this would be enough to keep me warm at night forever!

After a couple minutes of hardcore fucking, Peabo whispered to Kelly, “Do I need… to pull out… when I cum?”

“No… god, no…” she whispered back, clutching at his ass. “Cum inside me… just don’t stop…”

“Ok…” Peabo kept fucking for another minute or so and then gasped out, “Oh, god… here I go…” and pushed deep inside her. I pictured his penis twitching and kicking inside Kelly’s vagina as his sperm blasted into her. I never wanted to be a girl so much in my life.

Then Kelly began moaning loudly as her orgasm hit. She held tight onto Peabo’s naked body and wiggled around under him, practically screaming with delight as she came around his penis. I’d seen her cum before, hell, I’d made her cum before, but it wasn’t usually this spectacular. Still, I knew from experience that Peabo was a very good fuck.

By the time Kelly’s orgasm subsided, I knew I needed to get some of my own. I nudged Peabo and said, “Move over.”

“Ok,” he said, a little out of breath. He pulled out of Kelly’s vagina, his now no-longer virgin penis shinny with her fluids.

I immediately got between Kelly’s legs and lined up. One quick push later and my penis was inside her. I noticed how much wetter than normal her vagina felt as it clutched at me. The fact that not only had she just had an orgasm, but that Peabo’s sperm was inside her combined to make it a really wonderful experience! So wonderful that it wasn’t more than a minute or two before my own sperm was being pumped into her body. I briefly imagined mine in a race with Peabo’s to try and get Kelly pregnant and wondered what it would be like if it were possible for him and I to have a baby together. When I was done cumming, I pulled out of Kelly and the three of us laid there, basking in the joyful naked afterglow of really good sex.

During the rest of the afternoon we fucked a lot. Peabo fucked her three more times and fucked me once. I only fucked Kelly once more myself, but got to experience the incredibly interesting sensation of fucking her while Peabo did me with Kelly’s vibrator. It was really, really nice, and it gave me one of the best orgasms I’d ever had.

Eventually the fun ended, Kelly got dressed and went home. Shortly thereafter my parents got home and we all sat down to eat. As soon as we were done, Peabo and I retired to my bedroom, where he told me we needed to talk.

My heart was in my throat as I said, “Ok.”

Peabo seemed to be gathering his thoughts. Finally he said, “I really liked fucking Kelly.”

“Oh,” I said softly.

“But not nearly as much as I like having sex with Parr, or Dothan, or Fenton.” He paused for a bit. “And it’s nowhere near as good as sex with you.”

“Really?” I asked in a voice barely above a whisper.

“Really.” Peabo gave me a really tight hug and a kiss. “So I guess if you’re gay… then I must be gay, too… and you know what?”

“What?”

“If it means that I get to be with you, I don’t mind a bit.” Peabo smiled at me.

I smiled back and we spent the rest of the night doing everything we could think of.

* * *

It was January 2nd, and Peabo was going to have to go home tomorrow. Before that happened, I’d made plans to have him meet/fuck around with Chad and Daniel, as well as Kelly. It would basically be a really big, really fun orgy to send Peabo off with. Everyone was looking forward to it, especially Chad, who, with one thing and another, hadn’t gotten to fuck Kelly in almost a month. I knew Daniel fucked her almost nightly, but he was her brother, so that made sense.

Currently we were all over at Daniel and Kelly’s house, gathered down in their basement/den, wearing nothing but our underwear. We’d arrived about an hour ago. Peabo had met Chad and Daniel and got along well with them, which made things a lot easier when I suggested we strip down to our underwear. All us boys were wearing boxers and Kelly was wearing panties and a bra. It mostly looked like a standard sort of Club meeting, like the kind I would have been involved in back in La Fontaine. This was entirely intentional, cause I wanted to make sure Peabo felt comfortable.

Peabo and I were sitting on one side of the cushions we’d all spread out on the floor. We had our arms around each other and were kissing from time to time. No one had told anyone that Peabo and I were basically boyfriends, but I think they all figured it out pretty easily. Meantime Chad and Daniel were each sitting on opposite sides of Kelly, taking turns kissing her every few minutes. There was music on the radio and we were all pretty well relaxed.

Things started moving forward with our little bisexual orgy when Chad put his hand on Kelly’s thigh and slowly worked it up to her panties. Once he was there he slipped a couple fingers inside and began fondling her vagina. At the same time, Daniel lifted her bra and started sucking on one of his sister’s breasts.
I could clearly see each boy’s penis tenting up their underwear. Pointing at Daniel I said to Peabo, “You take him, I’ll get Chad.”

“Ok.”

We moved forward towards our targets. I pulled open Chad’s boxers and reached inside to extract his penis. Once it was out I gave it a couple strokes and then lowered my mouth down onto it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Peabo masturbating Daniel and, much to my surprise, giving him a really good, hardcore kiss before leaning down to start blowing him. I grinned inwardly. Kelly had, at my request, made it damn clear to both Daniel and Chad that they needed to be putting out when it came to Peabo and me or they wouldn’t get any from her.

Taking my cue from that, I began kissing a small, wet trail up Chad’s naked body, locking my lips with his when I reached his face. He wasn’t the best kisser I’d ever had, that honor still belonged to Peabo, but he was pretty good.

Now Peabo’s head was bobbing up and down on Daniel’s penis while he was busy unclasping his sister’s bra. Once it was off, he began massaging one of her breasts while sucking on the other. For her part, Kelly let out a little moan and began kissing her brother.

Chad was working on trying to get Kelly’s panties off her. I moved aside a little to make it easier for him to do so. Once they were gone he laid down between her legs and began licking and fingering her vagina. With his other hand he started masturbating me as I leaned my face down and started blowing Peabo.

As things progressed we each began removing whatever little clothing each of us still had on. Once we were all naked, Kelly laid down on her back as Daniel got on top of her. He poked around for a bit and then sank his penis deep into his little sister’s tight, wet vagina. Slowly, steadily, he began thrusting back and forth.

“Damn, that’s cool,” Peabo said, moving over to sit next to me where I was masturbating Chad. “I can’t believe I’m actually watching a brother and sister fuck!”

“No different from when you fuck Parr,” I pointed out.

“No, it is different when it’s brothers.”

“Why?”

Peabo shrugged. “I don’t know. It just is.”

Chad looked down at Peabo’s penis. “You want a blowjob?”

“Sure.”

Peabo leaned back against a pillow and relaxed as Chad moved his face down and began blowing Peabo. I liked the idea of this and shifted around so that I was able to lower my mouth around Chad’s penis. This put me into a position where Peabo was able to start sucking me. Soon all three of us were going to town on each other.

Suddenly I had an idea that I wanted to try. I pulled off Chad and sat up. To Daniel I said, “Hey. Let me try something with Kelly, ok?”

Daniel shrugged and withdrew his penis from his sister’s vagina. “All yours, Ramble.”

I laid down on my back. “Ok. Kelly, get on top, alright?”

“Alright.” She straddled me at the waist, held my penis up and sank her vagina down around me.

“Aaaaah…” I gave a little thrust up into the only girl I’d ever fucked. Probably the only one I ever would. “Now… Chad, you get on one side of me and Daniel you get onto the other.”

Both boys knelt down on either side of me. I took each one’s penis in my hand and began stroking them both slowly. Daniel reached down to rub at his sister’s clit while Chad began sucking on one of her nipples.

Now looking up at Peabo I said, “My mouth is open for you, love.”

Peabo rolled his eyes a little, grinned and straddled my face, easing his penis down into my mouth.

It was the most amazing, incredible, mind-numbing moment of my entire life. My own penis was trapped inside a paradise of wonder, each of my hands was clutching another boy’s penis and lastly the penis of my one true love was lodged inside my mouth. I was the happiest, most blissed out fourteen year-old-boy in the history of the universe!

We eventually all had our orgasms. They weren’t important to me. What was important was being with my friends, sharing Peabo with those closest to me and having a great time with everything. It was also nice getting to experiment with different things. We tried one thing where we were all laid out on our sides. I had Kelly’s vibrator inside my ass and was fucking Peabo, he was fucking Chad, he was fucking Daniel, he was fucking Kelly. Another time we each took turns cumming on Kelly’s body. The very last time was when I got to fuck her after each other boy had cum inside her. Wonderful! The whole day was a glimpse into perfection.

* * *

And now it was our last night together. Peabo and I were laying nude in my bed, the covers pulled up, us snuggled together and kissing. He had only five hours before he’d be leaving for the airport to get onto the plane that would take him from me. We’d just returned a little while ago from going out to dinner with my parents. Now we only had a few hours left.

“I’m going to miss you so much, Ramble,” Peabo whispered to me in between kisses.

“I’ll miss you, too. So very much.” I kissed him back.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

We kissed some more. Then I pulled the blankets back from our naked bodies. Reaching over to my nightstand I pulled out my lube and began applying it to my backside. I passed the bottle to Peabo who simply looked at it.

“Ramble?”

“I need you inside me, Peabo…”

“But you don’t want to-”

“No. No foreplay. Just you. On me. In me. Us together. In love.”

“God… you’re too romantic,” he muttered after a moment as he began rubbing the lube onto his very erect penis.

I laid back on my bed and lifted my legs into the air. Peabo settled down on top of me and began probing around. After just a few instants of eternity, I felt his hard penis sink slowly down into my body. I let out a moan of pure love and pleasure.

“Oh, god, Peabo,” I whispered. “Oh… fuck me… fuck me harder…”

Peabo was soon pounding deep and hard inside my ass. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the bliss, but I was much more interested in looking up and watching his gorgeous naked body moving on top of me. His hair was brushing against my face as he fucked me. It was a little slice of heaven.

I was dimly aware, in the background, of the sound of my bed smacking rhythmically against the wall. Ignoring that, I called out, “Harder… harder, Peabo! FUCK ME!”

“Not so loud… your parents will hear…”

“I don’t care… fuck me!” I leaned up and kissed him, clutching him tight to me.

“Oh, god, Ramble! Oh, Jesus! Oh… oh!” Peabo closed his eyes tight and let out a low, loud, long moan as I felt his penis begin convulsing inside my body. I’d never been so happy, so turned on, so very aroused. I didn’t even need to reach down to masturbate myself to climax, because thanks to the friction of Peabo’s naked teenage body against mine, my orgasm hit, my sperm shooting out, coating both our stomachs in a stream of white fluid.

Peabo pulled out of me and we laid side by side, recovering slowly and soaking in the afterglow. We kissed a little and wiped each other up, and then eventually fell asleep, holding each other in our arms like we knew it would be the last time we’d be together.

* * *

Peabo left on his flight. When we got home he called me and we talked. We talked as often as we could after that, our previous love for each other rekindled big time.

January turned into February and then drifted into March. Kelly went through with her plans to get Edward into the Club and I understood she had a really good time taking his virginity. I hadn’t been there for it. I didn’t really bother with the Club anymore.

I wasn’t sure exactly what the breaking point was. It was just that after Peabo left I only met with everyone a couple times, and never at all once Edward joined. The last time I’d been with everyone at once was back in February. I still had sex with just Chad sometimes. He’d come over to visit and we’d fuck, but it wasn’t the same as it had been before Kelly got involved.

Speaking of Kelly, it was early-May when she came to visit me one Saturday. My parents were both out, and she’d called ahead to see what I was up to. Said she needed to come over and visit and talk with me for a little. I had no clue why, but I was happy to see her since we really hadn’t spent any time together outside the Club.

When she got to the house, I let her in and at her suggestion we went up to my bedroom. Once the door was shut, I said, “So what’s up?”

Kelly stood there quietly in the middle of my room for a bit and then said, “Ramble?”

“Yeah?”

“I think I’m pregnant.”

The world sort of went hazy around me. I had no clue at all what to say to this. My heart jumped into my throat and I went a little weak in the knees. I sat down on my bed.

“Pregnant?” I croaked.

“Yeah.”

“Why…” I swallowed hard. “Why do you think you’re pregnant?”

Kelly sat down next to me. “I haven’t had a period since just after Peabo left. And I think I’m getting a little fatter.” She pulled up her shirt and there DID seem to be a small bulge. “Plus I’ve been throwing up in the mornings. Not always, but sometimes.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Well… do you know who the… the father is?”

She shrugged. “Either you, Chad or Daniel. Peabo was gone before my last period happened and Edward doesn’t make sperm yet.”

“Oh.” My mind spun with the possibility of me having a baby. I’d just turned fifteen last month and Kelly had just recently turned thirteen. Neither of us was old enough for a baby.

“So… look… I made an appointment down at Planned Parenthood to get a pregnancy test. It’s in a couple hours. Would you come with me?”
“Sure. Of course I would.”

“Ok.” She stood up. “Look… if they ask, just say that the father is either you or Chad. Don’t mention Daniel at all, ok?”
“Ok.” I took a breath. “Uhm… Kelly? This might not be the best time to ask, but why weren’t you doing something about not getting pregnant?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know. I guess I just thought I was too young or whatever. I don’t know. I think in the future I’ll have all the boys wear condoms.”

“Probably a good idea.”

“Yeah. So… can we get going, ok?”

“Yeah.”

I got some stuff together and Kelly and I went out to catch a bus. We rode largely in silence, me holding her hand. My mind was full of thoughts, trying to figure out what to do about all this. If Kelly was pregnant, what did we do? Was the baby mine? Would she get an abortion? Should we get married? What would her parents say? What would MY parents say? I was so unsure about what to do.

When we got to Planned Parenthood, Kelly got taken into the back with a nurse. I sat in the waiting room trying to figure out everything. There was another guy in there who looked to be about my age. He nodded at me.

“That your girlfriend?” he asked.

Unsure what to really say, I said, “Yeah. Pretty much.”

“She pregnant?”

“We’re gonna find out.”

He nodded. “My girlfriend’s pregnant. It’s gonna be my second baby.”

I blinked. “Second? How old are you?”

“Fifteen. I had my first two years ago.”

“Jesus.”

“Yeah. She told me she was on the Pill, but…” He trailed off and shrugged.

Before we could really talk about anything else, his girlfriend came out. The boy gave her a hug and they walked off, him saying, “Good luck, dude,” to me as he left.

I couldn’t take this. I dashed outside and bummed a cigarette from someone. I smoked it quickly, feeling my lungs protest. I hadn’t smoked since I got to Seattle, but right now I really needed one. When I got back into the waiting room, Kelly was just coming out from the back with the nurse.

She was crying.

“Shit,” I whispered.

“I’m pregnant,” she said softly, coming up and hugging me tight.

“Hell,” I replied. I hugged her back, trying to figure out what to do.

“Kelly tells me you might be the father, Ramble?” the nurse said.

“Yeah. But it might be one of our friends, too. Can you do, like, a fraternity test or something?”

The nurse laughed a little and smiled. “PAternity test, and yes, we can. Why don’t you come with me and we’ll draw a blood sample, ok?”

“Ok.” I looked at Kelly. “Are you going to be alright if I’m gone for a bit?”

“Yes.”

“Ok.”

I followed the nurse back into the examination area. She had me roll up my sleeve and in a few moments was pulling blood from me. I tried not to look. I hated getting stuck with needles.

“Alright,” the nurse said when she was done. “It’s going to take a little while to get the results. Kelly’s going to need to come in here every once in a while for a prenatal exam. You two, if you’re the father, have a lot of things you need to discuss. Options and suchlike.”

“Right. Thanks.”

“That’s what I’m here for. May I recommend that in the future, you make sure that at least some form of birth control other than prayer is used?”
I gave a bitter chuckle. “I’m gay. She’s probably the only girl I’ll ever sleep with.”

“Ah… in that case, make sure you use protection when you’re with other boys, then. And get yourself an AIDS test.”

“Shit… I never thought about that.”

So it was that shortly thereafter, I got stuck again, this time to draw blood for an AIDS test. I wasn’t too worried about the results, but I thought it would be good to know.

Kelly and I got back onto the bus and went back to my place, talking about all the various options. Neither of us was sure what to do. The only plan that we had is that if I wasn’t the father, Chad would get tested. If he wasn’t then we’d know it was Daniel and she’d claim it was some boy she met at a party and didn’t know the name of.

As to whether or not to keep the baby… I told Kelly that if I was the father, I would respect whatever choice she made, but that I would rather she not have an abortion. She told me she wasn’t really big on the idea of an abortion, but also didn’t really want to have a baby at thirteen. I had a tough time arguing that.

* * *

The next couple weeks were stressful. The AIDS test came back. I was clean. Then the paternity test came back.

I wasn’t the father.

Chad, who had freaked out big time when we told him about Kelly being pregnant, and almost hadn’t agreed to get his blood drawn, was, in fact, the baby’s father.

At this point, I bowed out of the discussion completely. It wasn’t my baby, so it wasn’t my business. I was happy to try and give advice to both of them, but I figured the choices they made had to be their own.

In the end, Kelly got an abortion. Chad and I went with her on Memorial Day Weekend to get it done. She was crying a lot. So was Chad. Even I teared up a little. I had actually started hoping at one point that the baby was mine. I liked the idea of having a kid. But what the hell… I could always do it later on in life.

As the school year drew to an end, I was looking forward with great happiness to the end of June when Peabo would be coming to spend the summer here in Seattle. Two months of solid joy with my one true love! I couldn’t wait!

Just three days before school ended, though, something very important happened to me.

I was walking through the Commons, heading towards class after lunch. I was carrying a couple books and a copy of XY. I’d bought myself a subscription and had it sent to Kelly. She told her parents she liked to look at the cute boys, which she did. She wasn’t the only one. I didn’t usually take them to school with me, but I had one today because Kelly had borrowed it from me and was returning it today.

I was in kind of a hurry to get to class and so I didn’t see Michael Taylor, the quarterback for the school football team. He was a junior and easily a couple heads taller than me. And I ran smack into him, dropping all my stuff.

“Watch it, shithead!” he snarled, and then looked down. Moving quickly he snagged my copy of XY off the ground. “Well, well! What’s this? Some fag-rag?” He began turning pages. “Oooo! What have we here? A little fag!”

I stood up and narrowed my eyes. “Give me back my magazine.”

“Or what?” He said, looming up over me. “What’s a little fag like you going to do?”

“You ever had your ass kicked by a fag, motherfucker?” I snarled.

“Fuck off, bitch. Go lick someone’s ass or something,” he said, and then made the mistake of pushing me onto the ground.

I smiled as I stood up. Now I had an excuse. With the build up of frustration from everything in my life playing through my mind, I charged him.

* * *

It was several hours later. I was sitting outside the principal’s office, an icepack on my face. Michael had managed to blacken one of my eyes and left me with a few other bruises.

On the other hand, I’d sent him to the hospital with a concussion.

I thought it was a fair trade.

Right now my dad was in talking with the principal. When he came out, he had my magazine under his arm. He looked down at me.

“Are you ready to leave, son?”

“Yes, sir.”

We stood and walked out to the parking lot. Dad got into the car and I followed. He put it into gear and said, “Let’s get some food, ok?”

“Alright.”

We rode in silence for a bit and then Dad said, “A fight at the start of the year and a fight at the end of the year. I know I raised you better than this, Ramble.”

“Yes, sir.”

“What do you have to say for yourself?”

“He started it.”

“That’s what everyone else says, too, apparently.”

I had no reply. I just looked out the window, wishing I was anywhere else.

As we rode a little longer, my dad said, “Ramble?”

“Yes, sir?”

“Son…” My dad shifted in his seat and I had a sudden dreadful premonition. “Son… are you gay?”

My life played before my eyes. A thousand lies came towards my lips. Finally all I could do was hang my head a little and reply.

“Yes…” It was soft, almost silent. But loud enough.

“Ok…” Dad sighed. “Ramble… why didn’t you tell us before?”

“I don’t know… I just… I don’t know…”

“I wish you would have felt comfortable talking with us about it.”

“I’m sorry… I wish I wasn’t gay, but I am…”

“Now, Ramble… it’s not anything to be ashamed of.”

Every once in a while my parents would do things that would really surprise me. “It’s not? Well, I mean, I know it’s not, but you think it’s not?”

My dad laughed. “Ramble, your mother and I have had all sorts of suspicions about you over the last year. Especially back the night Peabo left. You two weren’t exactly quiet.”

I blushed bright, bright red.

“I have to ask this… are you certain you’re gay?”

“Yeah… I am, Dad.”

“Well… perhaps once you try it with a girl…?”

“I already have. A lot. But I like guys.”

“Oh.”

“So you’re really not, like, mad at me for being gay?”

“How could I be? It would pretty hypocritical of me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that, despite what you boys might have thought… well… your generation didn’t invent the Boy’s Club.”

Dad drove on in silence for several seconds as that sunk into my mind.

“Wait… wait… DAD?! YOU were… oh, god!”

Dad gave a little laugh. “Yeah… yeah, I was… Peabo’s father was, too.”

“Oh… ew…”

Dad laughed again. “What?”

“Well… I don’t want to think about even you and Mom… much less you and Peabo’s dad… ew…” A thought crossed my mind. “Does Peabo’s dad know?”

“He suspects. He’s not mad, either. He wasn’t too happy, but…”

“Oh.”

“Frankly, I’m much more annoyed at you getting into a fight.”

“Yeah, well… he was calling me names and pushed me. He kept calling me a fag.”

“Yes. And that’s a lucky thing, there, because that’s the only reason he’s suspended and you’re not. The school views it as a hate crime.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

We pulled into the local IHOP and went inside. Once we were settled down, I spilled my guts to Dad, talking with him about everything that had gone on in the last year, even about Kelly getting pregnant, though I didn’t mention that Daniel had been fucking her, too. Dad listened to it all and was pretty understanding. He even told me some of the stuff about things he’d done when he was a kid. I thought it was pretty gross, frankly, but it was good to be able to talk with him.

The next night I had a very long talk with Peabo and told him all about what had happened. Apparently my Dad had called his Dad and had a similar talk with Peabo. Both sets of parents now knew we were gay. Much to our mutual happiness, they still agreed to let Peabo come visit for the summer, so we were both very happy.

* * *

It was July Fourth. Peabo and I were sitting in a park, watching the fireworks, our arms around each other’s shoulders, kissing from time to time. My parents were sitting a respectful distance away, pretending they didn’t see us making out.

I sat back and watched as some of the lights blow up in the sky. Life was perfect. I didn’t know what the future held, but for right now…

I was out of the closet.
I had some good friends.
I had a new school year to look forward to, when I planned to start up a Gay/Straight Student Alliance.
And most importantly…
I had Peabo and Peabo had me.
Love conquerors all.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. All characters and locations are either fictional or used fictitiously. No similarity between any persons living or dead is intended.

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