Robert had flicked the page and had turned his attention to me. I went to move to look at what he was drawing, "Don't move!"

I wasn't really bothered that Robert wanted to draw me one way or the other, I was about to leave when I heard a little whimper and looked back at Dan and the bitch, Dan had managed to mount her and he was now locked into her, her whimper was because she was trying to pull away but couldn't, this must have been her first mating and she was frightened by it.

Robert was drawing frantically as I moved over to the dogs, I petted the bitch to try and calm her down, trying to stop her pulling away from Dan until he started to go down. I was kneeling in the soft straw on the floor of the barn fussing the bitch, I turned her collar, her tag said her name was Molly and there was a telephone number to ring if Molly was found. Molly finally calmed down and got it in her head to stand for Dan, Dan for his part was licking my cheek, he was happy that he'd got his rocks off and I was stopping his latest girlfriend from breaking his hold on her.

Grandpa Ron appeared in the doorway, "What's going on in here you two?"

"Robert's drawing and I'm trying to stop Molly pulling away from Dan, she's not used to mating, it's probably her first time!"

Grandpa looked at Robert's sketchpad, "That's a very good drawing Robert but you should have asked Sarah's permission before you drew her looking like that!"

I was intrigued by grandpa's comment so I left Molly, brushed the straw from my dress and walked over to look at Robert's drawing. I felt my face colour up when I saw what Robert had drawn, my face was almost photograph quality but he'd made a horlicks of my body, he hadn't bothered to draw my pretty new dress at all, he'd drawn my head on someone else's body and it looked like I was playing with Dan while I was in the nude and Robert made it look like I was rubbing under Dan's belly. Robert hadn't drawn my hand, my arm just seemed to taper off and he'd only drawn half of Dan so his body tapered off just like my arm so anyone looking at the picture could have assumed that I was touching around Dan's cock rather than stroking Molly.

Grandpa put his arm over my shoulder and pulled me into his side, he whispered into my ear, "Don't be mad at Robert for drawing you like that!"

I was a little confused and turned to look at my grandfather, "Why would I be mad at him, it's just wrong, that isn't my body, it's nothing like me!"

Grandpa took another look, "No, that's his mother's body; she's probably the only woman he's seen naked!"

"Well, it's just not right, if he doesn't know what my body is like he should have drawn me in my dress!"

Now my grandfather had a funny look on his face, it looked like he was trying hard not to smile at what I'd just said.

"Perhaps if you were feeling kind you would like to let Robert draw you properly...you'd have to keep it a secret though, just between the three of us."

Robert's face brightened up, he actually looked excited ... he never usually looked excited about anything. Grandpa was looking around the barn and just at that moment I heard Peter my brother and two of our other cousins kicking a ball about in front of the barn. Grandpa looked towards the back door of the barn, "You know how to get into the calving shed don't you Sarah?"

"Yes but you always tell us that we can't go near the shed when there are new calves being looked after by their mothers!"

"Yes I know but if you go straight up to the hayloft above the calves you won't upset the mothers and no one else will go close to there, Just be kind to Robert and let him draw you however he wants until dinner time, I'll come and fetch you before anyone starts looking for you!"

Robert was already at the back door to the barn, I followed him, I looked back and saw that my grandfather was looping a length of string around Molly's collar and tying her to one of the roof supports. I opened the door to the calving shed and led the way to the hayloft. Robert sat on a bale of hay, opened his sketchpad and just sat looking at me with his pencil in his hand waiting for me to do something.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want to draw you."

"I know...but you're supposed to tell me what you want, how you want me to pose, where you want me and things like that."

Robert put his pad down and came over to me, he looked at my face up close, "Have you ever kissed a boy?"

That was a strange question; actually I couldn't ever remember Robert asking a question of anyone before.

"Yes."

"Who?"

"Robin."

"Is that the boy who lives across the road from you?"

"Yes."

Robert had turned into a positive chatterbox all of a sudden.

"I've never kissed a girl before and I'm a year older than you!"

Robert's nose was almost touching mine we were standing so close together. I could hear my grandfather's voice in my head, telling me to be kind to Robert, "Would you like to kiss me?"

"Yes, can I touch you?"

"It would be hard to kiss me without touching me!"

"I mean with my hands, I like to feel what it's like under the skin!"

"But you haven't even seen the..."

My comment was cut short by Robert's mouth suddenly covering mine and as he kissed me his hands were feeling my breasts through my dress.

"Will you take your dress off for me Sarah?"

I was shocked by that, I didn't even know that Robert knew my name. To that day, Robert had never used anyone's name, who a person was seemed unimportant to him, if you asked him a direct question he might answer you with as few words as possible, one or two words at most but suddenly there was interaction.

My dress was bought to wear to church so the neck was very high. I had to unfasten four buttons down the front before I could pull my dress off over my head. I had a simple white bra and bikini panty set on under my dress, Robert felt the cups of my bra and my upper breasts that were on show above my bra cups.

"You want me to take my bra off as well?"

"No! Not yet, I want to draw you like this first."

I was just standing in the hay loft with no reference point so I wasn't exactly standing perfectly still. Robert tried to draw me twice and in the end he manhandled me to a post that was holding the roof up, I stood with my back to the post and my left knee bent with the soul of my left foot against the post about a foot off of the floor. It took Robert just fifteen minutes before he was showing me the picture he'd drawn.

As usual, Robert's picture was almost photo quality; he'd chosen to just use black pencil to do the majority of the picture, he'd outlined my bra and panties in black pen to highlight the boundary between flesh and clothing.

"Can I take your bra off now?"

"Would you like me to take it off for you?"

"Can I do it myself please?"

'Knock yourself out mate!' went through my mind as Robert fumbled with the clasp at the back of my bra. He eventually freed my breasts and then he started to manhandle them, squeezing them hard and softly as he looked into my eyes. After five minutes of trying to find structure under the flesh of my breasts and finding nothing but fat and ribs deep under the skin, then he did something strange, he leaned in and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and after chewing for a while he swapped to the other teat and repeated the action.

I found myself cradling the back of my cousin's head as he chewed and kissed my breasts and then he kissed from my right nipple, up over my upper breast, over my collarbone and up the side of my neck to my lips and I found myself responding to his kiss, I even forced my tongue into his mouth which made him freeze a little, apparently a girl isn't supposed to respond or react, we're supposed to let the boy make all the running.

Robert pulled away from me and sat back on the hay bale and started drawing me again, after five minutes he asked if I could pull my knickers up a little, he wanted to draw what my pussy looked like through my knickers but he needed the crotch of my knickers to be tighter so that my camel toe was better defined.

He turned his sketchpad so I could see the new drawing. I walked over to him and took his sketchpad off of him, I was expecting a small explosion, Robert never liked anyone else touching his pad or pencils but he just looked up into my eyes as I was looking over his drawing, he could see from my eye movements that I was taking in his sketch fully. He reached out and put his arm across my lower back, his hand reaching round onto my hip and he pulled me into him and down so that I was sitting on his lap.

His left arm holding me on his lap and his right hand fondling my breasts as he kissed me he said, "Touch me Sarah."

I reached out with my left hand and rubbed his shoulder through his T-shirt, he mumbled into my mouth, "Not like that!" and grasped my right wrist and pulled my right hand down between our bodies, rubbing my palm over his erect cock through his trousers and underpants.

It was more than a little uncomfortable to try and grasp his cock at that awkward angle so I pulled my body away from his and slipped onto the floor on my knees. I unbuttoned his trousers, pulled down his zipper and as I did that he pulled his T-shirt off over his head. I pulled his trousers open and the front of his underpants down, he reached his arms behind himself to prop his body up, leaning his body back slightly so he could look at me as I curled my fingers around his cock.

I'd done the same thing for Robin many times before, mind you, I'd never done it wearing just my panties before. I began to massage his cock slowly, Robin actually liked me to take a lot of time over doing that for him if we actually had the time, if it was a rushed job he preferred to cum rather than be left high and dry. Robin preferred not to help me out while I was wanking him off; he liked his dribble of semen to run down the back of my hand rather than his own.

I'd got Robert close and suddenly he pushed himself upright, his right hand wrapped around mine and he started to speed my hand up significantly, his left hand reached for the back of my head and he started to pull my head down, closer and closer to his cock. It crossed my mind that he was trying to pull my mouth down to his cock, that would have been a first for me but when my mouth was an inch from his cockhead he suddenly erupted all over my face, including getting some of his semen into my open mouth.

Robert looked very happy but he didn't really show any signs that he'd just climaxed, he wasn't out of breath or anything, Robin almost passed out he got so breathless when he climaxed and all he ever did was dribble, Robert really sent up a fountain of spunk when he shot off. I was quite shocked by the sudden spurt but not as shocked as I was when a white linen handkerchief appeared at the side of my face to wipe away Robert's semen.

I looked up and over my shoulder, the same direction that Robert was looking when he fired off, My grandfather had been watching as I masturbated my older cousin and Robert had been looking at him without even worrying about it and he hadn't let on to me that my grandfather was even in the room with us.

My grandfather finished wiping my face clean and then folded his handkerchief and placed it back in his trouser pocket. Because I was on my knees my face as right opposite my grandfather's cock and he had a whopper of an erection as he looked at my almost naked body, it formed a massive tent in his trousers. I'd seen my grandfather get excited many times, usually when he was close to my mother ... or Robert's mother, actually, all of my aunties caused my grandfather to grow in his trousers but I'd never seen him quite that big before.

Grandpa had come to tell us we had to stop because our parents were starting to ask where we'd got to. We had to go and join the rest of our families. Grandpa looked at Robert's sketches, "Don't let your Uncle Johnny or Aunty Victoria see these sketches Robert!"

Actually Grandpa needn't have said that because Robert never usually allowed anyone to see his art works in his sketchpad, he would draw hundreds of pictures and choose just one that he would allow anyone other than his mother or father to see.

We walked into the living room; every seat was taken apart from my grandfather's special chair that no one would ever dare sit in. Robert sat on the end of the coffee table and started drawing all over again, I looked around the room, I didn't want to sit next to Robert after the two of us had been missing for so long, Grandpa had collected a brandy and he sat in his posh leather recliner seat, I decided to do something I hadn't done in a few years and I climbed up onto my grandfather's lap. I felt his hand patting my bottom through my dress and knickers and then he left his hand resting on my bum and I felt his cock start to grow against my hip.

I was pulled hard against my grandfather's belly, trapping his cock tightly between us. He put his drink down and then picked up the remote controller for his chair and turned on the seat massager which vibrated the seat cushion back and forth rapidly, the motor was almost silent, apart from my mother, no one else in the room spotted he'd turned it on. The rest of the family were watching an old Greek film on the TV, my mother was watching her father-in-law, actually, they were looking into each other's eyes as my grandfather's chair vibrated us together and then my grandfather gave a shudder and a deep sigh and I felt my side suddenly get wet through my dress.

Mum jumped out of her chair and she pulled me off of my grandfather's lap and pulled through to the kitchen where she began wiping the liquid off of the side of my dress, "I need to get your dress into soak before the brandy stains it!"

My mother knew exactly what my grandfather had just done and that the liquid on my dress wasn't his brandy. We walked from the kitchen and out into the farmyard, took the field path home where my mother came with me to my bedroom and sat on my bed as I undressed, "Where is your bra? You had one on when you left home this morning."

I opened my handbag; my bra was screwed up in my bag. "Why did you take your bra off?"

"Robert wanted to draw me."

Mum brushed dirt from my knees that I'd picked up while kneeling in front of my cousin and then she brushed her fingers through my fringe and felt the starch stiffened hair from Robert's spunk on my face.

"You know that you don't have to do anything that you're asked to do by anyone else in the family if you don't want to don't you?"

I nodded my head. I pulled my bra back on and picked another dress out of my wardrobe while my mother put my best dress into a bucket of warm water to soak. We walked back to the farm with our arms wrapped around each other.

Robert chose to sit next to me at dinner and he was holding a whispered conversation with me and because we were talking together all of the adults at the table were watching us, made me feel like I was definitely in the spotlight around the family.

On Monday morning I woke up and went out to our chicken coop to collect eggs for breakfast and almost broke my neck tripping over Robert sitting on our back door step, he was already wearing his school uniform and he must have got up bloody early as it was six o'clock in the morning when I woke up and Robert lived a thirty minute walk from our house. I hadn't bothered to put a dressing gown on so all I was wearing was my nighty and as I searched around inside our chicken run for eggs Robert sat on the doorstep drawing me.

Mum spotted Robert sitting there drawing me and phoned his mother to tell her that Robert was at our house. Mum gave Robert his breakfast and told him that his mother was worried when she had found him missing from home so early. As we ate breakfast Robert kept trying to hold my hand and after breakfast, while I was washing the pots mum whispered that it was a good thing that my father was still in bed, "Your father wouldn't understand why Robert suddenly has a fixation on you!"

"Well, what can I do about it, you know that Robert doesn't work the same way that the rest of us do!"

"You'll have to try and make it clear to him that it's inappropriate for him to be waiting for you at this time of the day."

Mum left me and Robert in the kitchen while she ushered Peter and Dawn out of the dining room. Our whole routine was out of balance. After breakfast I always washed the pots and then had first place in the shower queue but now Dawn was taking my place in the bathroom while I was left to talk to Robert, to try and talk him into not turning up outside our house in the middle of the night.

"Why did you turn up here so early this morning?"

"Mum asked me if I'd done anything for you yesterday, I told her that you gave me a hand to my orgasm but Grandpa had stopped us straight after and she told me that it wasn't very gallant of me not to give you your pleasure as well!"

"What the hell, you told your mother that I'd ..." I looked towards the door to make sure that no one was about to walk in on us. I lowered my voice, "... that I masturbated you?"

"I tell my mother everything, she told me that I owed you and that it was my responsibility to do it for you as soon as possible, so I came over this morning."

His hand was on my knee and he was sliding it under the bottom hem of my nighty, "Robert, you can't be serious, you can't do that to me in the dining room, my dad will kill us both if he catches you even thinking about it."

I pushed his hand away, "I'll see if I can get away after school, we can meet over at grandpa's house if I can get away but if I can't don't come round here to meet me, just leave it until I can get away."

I was listening to the sounds in the bathroom above my head, I heard Peter going through his bathroom routine and then heard him running to his bedroom, I pushed my seat back and stood up. I headed for the door to the living room and Robert was on my heels, "No Robert, you stay here in the dining room, you can't follow me!"

After my shower and I'd dressed myself in my school uniform and applied the little makeup I was allowed to wear at school I went back down to the dining room, Robert was still sitting in the same seat and he was sketching my brother and sister while they sat opposite him. I put my hands on his shoulders to look at what he was drawing, I was in the picture, standing behind Peter and Dawn, even though I wasn't even in the room and while my brother and sister were drawn in their school uniform, I'd been drawn wearing my Sunday best dress.

The four of us left the house together and walked up the road towards the middle of the village. As usual, Robin was waiting for me at the corner of the road. Robin was surprised to see our cousin was following us up the road. I kissed Robin as I usually did but Robin didn't respond the way he usually did, he pushed me away, "Why did you bring the idiot with you?"

"He isn't an idiot, he's just different, and he's my cousin!"

I knew what was upsetting Robin, Robert was a little older than Robin, he was physically larger and looked stronger and Robin liked being the biggest 'Man' in our little group, he felt a little threatened by Robert being there.

On the bus there was a little discussion with the driver, Robert didn't usually catch our bus to school, his bus took a slightly different route but I gave the driver a sweet smile and convinced him to let Robert catch the bus with us. Robert's school ID did have a special code on it that informed any adult connected to the school that Robert was a 'Special needs' student and the adults were encouraged to bend over backwards to ease Robert's passage through school as well as through life.

I sat on the back seat with Robin, Robert sat on the seat in front of us with Peter and Dawn was further down the bus with her current boyfriend. Robert spent most of his time watching Robin and me as we made out on the back seat, he did a drawing of Robin kissing me as we drove along. I was surprised to see that Robert had drawn Robin's hand covering my right breast, in all the drawings I'd seen in the past Robert had usually avoided drawing the hands of people, he just allowed his drawings to fade out at the subject's wrist and I'd wrongly assumed that Robert couldn't draw hands.

Robert smudged the pencil marks at the side of Robin's hand to create a shadow, as he rubbed he said, "I don't like hands; they take so long to draw properly!"

Robert was ahead of us as we left the bus and he stood waiting just outside of the bus. Robin was usually upset when we got off the bus because from that point onwards he couldn't kiss or touch me and because he was already upset he took it out on Robert as he passed him. I had to step in between Robin and Robert, I pushed Robin away from Robert and said, "Robin, if you want to sit next to me on the way home you'd better go and wait in the playground for me."

Well, to say that Robin wasn't happy that I'd seemingly taken my cousin's side over his was an understatement but he did leave us. "Robert, you can't hang around me at school, I'm Robin's girlfriend and because you were watching us all the way to school I couldn't make Robin happy they way he expects me to do."

"You mean he expected you to wank him off on the way to school?"

"Yes he did!"

"Well, why did me being there stop you, I would have liked to see you wanking him."

"Robin has a thing about people staring at him and drawing him while he's playing or being played with!"

Robert still didn't understand but fortunately the whistle had sounded calling everyone into class so the awkward conversation was brought to an end.

At mid-morning break I met up with Robin, he was still a little pissed that we hadn't had that little privacy to play on our way to school, he hadn't felt safe putting his hand up my school skirt or inside my blouse and even worse, I hadn't put my hand inside his trousers, so it had been almost three days since he'd had his fun with me. Mid-morning break only lasted for fifteen minutes so there was no real opportunity to put Robin's world back on its axis.

At lunch time I ate lunch with Robin, we were on early-eaters today, lunch time started at twelve o'clock and at twelve zero-five we were sitting together eating in the refectory. At half past twelve we were stacking our dirty pots at the side of the kitchen. Our school, like every school in the country, had an area that the teachers didn't bother with, we called it smoker's corner but that was a throwback to our parent's era when the only thing that school kids did that they shouldn't do at school was smoke tobacco. These days you could just as easily see a kid taking pills, sniffing glue, smoking cannabis, drinking alcohol or even holding a spoon from the dining hall over a candle while a few crystals of meth-amphetamine were melting down in the bowl of the spoon so that it could be injected.

I pulled Robin past the smoker's 'et alia' and just a little further out of sight behind the bike sheds. Usually when we were at school I'd just push my hand down inside his underpants, I'd take his cockhead in the palm of my hand and use a rotating motion as I wanked him so that when he climaxed it would all dribble into the palm of my hand and not make a mess of his school uniform. Today because Robin had been so put out because of my cousin I dropped my school bag onto the ground so I could kneel down and take his cock in my mouth just to make him extra happy.

It only took twenty minutes to make Robin happy so we still had forty minutes more, plenty of time for him to reciprocate and make me happy but before we could change over roles a teacher started barking out insults at the kids in the smoking area proper. Robin and I managed to escape the teacher's wrath but I'd pleased Robin and had been left a little frustrated myself but then I was well used to that feeling.

I went back to class after dinner, I told myself that I'd get my little bit of pleasure on the bus ride home, providing that my cousin caught his own bus home.

I settled into the exciting world of river and coastal erosion theories when the school secretary pulled me out of class and into the hallway, "We're having difficulties in contacting your uncle and aunt, your cousin Robert is having a little issue and we've been trying to get in touch with his parents."

"Robert's mother left early this morning to do a photo shoot in London and his dad is ploughing, he has over one hundred acres to plough and there 'aint' no cell reception around top farm!"

"Isn't Sarah, not 'aint', it's important to speak correctly!"

"Whatever Miss, isn't or 'aint' makes no difference, you still can't phone him while he's at that end of the farm."

"Do you have any other contact numbers we could try?"

I took my emergency phone from my bag and dialed my grandfather, he picked up but there was a ton of road noise coming through, I told him that I needed to pass him over to the school secretary. I stood by to listen in on half of the conversation while I waited to get my telephone back.

"Your grandfather is in Sheffield and it will take him several hours to get back here, he suggested that I take you to see Robert, he says that you and Robert are very close and if anyone other than his parents can settle him down it would be you."

I was taken to Robert's classroom, twenty eight kids were milling around in the passageway outside the room, the secretary opened the classroom door and almost threw me into the room and closed the door behind me. Every desk had been turned upside down and the seats strewn around all over the place. Robert was in one corner and two teachers were trying to calm Robert down. As soon as Robert saw me he was like a guided missile, he spilled both teachers to the floor and he bear hugged me, his mouth was against my ear, "The bastards tore my book, they ripped my pictures!"

I was stroking the back of his head, as the two teachers picked themselves up off the floor I watched them as I listened to Robert repeating over and over again about his sketch pad being torn.

"Okay, so who picked on my cousin?"

"One of the other boys in his class, he wanted to look at the pictures Robert was drawing, we didn't spot what was going on until Robert exploded and did all this..." the teacher looked around the classroom at the devastation that had been wrought by Robert. "...at least you seem to have calmed him down for now!"

"The problem is, he'll go off again when he sees the boy who tore his book. Robert needs a little time away from school until his mum and dad can see him and get him on an even keel."

My grandfather rang my number and spoke to Robert's teacher, Grandpa Ron had ordered a taxi to pick Robert up and take him home, the school couldn't allow Robert to go home to an empty house as he's had a violent flare-up in the classroom. Our grandfather told a little white lie to Robert's teacher, he said that I often looked after Robert when he was upset, he suggested that I escort my cousin home and stay with him until his father got home.

So, there I was, two years younger than Robert and I was being sent home with him as his carer. Once in the taxi Robert calmed down, "At least the picture that Daren ripped wasn't one of you!"

Robert's hand slipped into mine and he gave it a squeeze, "Did you just destroy a classroom just to get out of school early?"

"No, not just to get out of school early, to get out of school early with you!"

The back door at Robert's house was unlocked because he often ran away from school when things got too much for him, he'd just make his way home and sit drawing until his parents got home.

Robert had a tight hold of my hand, he pulled me through his house until we reached his bedroom, I was pulled down onto his bed and Robert kissed me for a few minutes before he asked me if he could undress me, this time he stripped me all the way before stripping himself off. Robert's cock was far bigger than Robin's, I'd sucked Robin's cock after lunch in place of my pudding and Robin certainly wasn't sweet. I put my hand on Robert's cock but he stopped me, "My mum said that I had to make you feel nice before I let you touch me again."

I was about to enter uncharted territory, whenever Robin had given me pleasure it had always been while I was fully dressed, I would usually be standing up or sitting on the seat at the back of the school bus, this was the first time that I'd been undressed, the first time I'd been in a bedroom and the first time I'd been on a bed with a boy.

Robert pushed me onto my back and parted my legs, he was bent right over me, looking between my legs closely, it looked to me like he was posing me so that he could sketch my pussy. He had one thumb on each side of my pussy and he pulled my body open so that he could see deep inside. He looked from my fanny and up into my eyes, "Your tiggey button is a lot smaller than my mum's!"

Tiggey was the name our family used for a girl's pussy but only when we were very young children. My eyes were fixed on Robin's winky, the name our family used for cock, also when we were very young and at that moment Robin's cock looked even bigger than it had looked yesterday when I wanked him off in the hay loft.

Robert stopped looking at my cunt and he unrolled his body until his face was next to mine on his pillow, he slipped his left arm under my neck and pulled my face against his so that his lips were lined up on mine and as he kissed me his right hand reached across his body and he started rubbing his middle finger over my magic button. I was gasping for air in seconds, I felt Roberts lips turn into a smile against mine.

"You like that Sarah?"

I nodded my head before his lips pinned my head in place again and Robert moved his finger slightly so that the tip of his finger was against my opening. It was almost like Robert was teasing my pussy with the tip of his finger as he continued pressurising my magic button with the length of his finger. Robert pulled his lips off of mine by a quarter of an inch and said, "Do you let Robin put his finger inside?"

I nodded my head again and before Robert stopped my nodding head with his lips again his finger was bulldozing its way into my inner body. My orgasm didn't stop, his palm seemed to be keeping pressure against my clitoris as his middle finger searched inside my body and hit that other sensitive spot deep inside on the roof of my vagina.

My muscles were all contracting and relaxing at the same time and with every contraction I was almost levitating off of the bed. Robert rolled his body over mine, at first he was just half covering me to hold me in place but before I knew it his body was covering mine and the thing deep in my body wasn't his finger, it was his cock.

Robin was well into his stride fucking me by the time I came to my senses and tried to buck my cousin's body off of mine and out of me, he was really close to his climax. I managed to scrabble up his bed a little, enough for him to slip out, his hips were still humping at me even though we were no longer connected and thirty seconds later he was spewing his spunk out all over my abdomen, over the outside of my belly fortunately and not inside.

Robert seemed confused at why I was mad at him, he'd given me a mountain of pleasure before he took his own, just like his mother had told him to so everything should have been okay for Robert but I was still mad.

I ran through to his family's bathroom and used the shower hose to wash my insides out. I had started to calm down as I dried myself off. I had intended on grabbing my clothes and give Robert a mountain of abuse as I dressed but when I got back to his bedroom Robert looked devastated, he looked to be right on the edge of a massive emotional overload, like the one he had pretended to have at school an hour earlier.

I pulled my knickers on and then I took pity on him, I sat at his side and pulled him against me, I kissed him even though he was too upset to respond, I soothed him as best as I could and as I stroked his head against my shoulder I said, "Look Robert, you did something that Robin has been begging me for a year to let him do and I haven't because it is far too dangerous for me because I can get pregnant, if you had asked I would have said no!"

Robert started saying sorry over and over again, I lifted his face and smiled at him, it's okay but you have to ask a girl, you have to ask every time and if she says no then you have to stop...okay?"

Robert nodded his head and then his face brightened, "Can I do it next time if I use one of my dad's condoms?"

"Next time...Robert, I'm Robin's girlfriend, I'm supposed to let Robin do that to me and no one else!"

"Well, can I do it again after Robin has fucked you?"

I had to smile at Robert's simple view of life, "I'll have to see but I'm not promising anything!"

Robert cheered up noticeably and suddenly he pulled me back down onto the bed and started to kiss me all over again. His hand was down the front of my knickers and he gave me another orgasm and once again as I was gasping for air, my body wracked with pleasure, Robert whispered, "Have you sucked Robin's cock?"

"Yes!" "Will you suck mine for me?"

"You've already cum!"

"I did but I'd like to do it again please."

I started to get myself into a position where I could comfortably suck Robert's cock but as soon as Robert realised that I was actually going to suck his cock he pushed me onto my back again, spun his body around so that his knees were above my head and he fell forward on top of me, he pushed my knickers down as he wriggled his lower body until he felt my lips against his cock, he injected his cock into my mouth as his face dipped between my legs and he started licking my pussy as he fucked my mouth rather than me sucking his cock.

It took Robert an age to cum in my mouth and by the time he did my body was just dripping with sweat and I was totally exhausted, so done-in that I could hardly move, hardly move until I heard my aunty, Robert's mum's voice from his bedroom doorway, "If you two have finished would you like a cool drink?"

I almost jumped out of my skin as I saw Robert's mother walking away from his bedroom down the passageway to the stairs.

Robert was trying to pull me behind him towards the stairs, "Robert...stop...I have to get dressed!"

"No you don't, my mother's already seen that we're naked and after I've had my drink I want to play a little more!"

I couldn't stop him or make him change his mind so I had to let him drag me down to the kitchen, there were four glasses on the kitchen table, lots of ice already in the glasses, Robert's mother tipped an inch of vodka into one glass and two inches of vodka into the other three, she topped all four glasses up with lemonade and slid the glass with the least alcohol in front of me and Robert took one of the three with more alcohol in it and he almost drank it all down in one go.

The back door opened and Grandpa Ron walked in, he smiled at me and then he wrapped Robert's mum in his arms and pulled her body against his. Robert was pulling me back towards his bedroom, he took a condom from a box in one of the kitchen drawers, Grandpa called out, "Hey Robert, toss me one of those as well please."

Robin threw our grandfather the condom he'd chosen for himself and took another one. I was back in Robert's bedroom and Robert was getting me all worked up again as I saw our grandpa leading Robert's mum into another of the bedrooms. It only took about ten seconds before I could hear the sounds of fucking and as Robert's mum gasped through a rapid orgasm Robert was whispering, "Can I fuck you now please!" in my ear.

I nodded my head and Robert was sheathed in thin latex in a flash and he was on top of me in a flash. I was soon copying his mother, baying at the moon as Robert fucked me to a wonderful orgasm.

Grandpa Ron drove me home after Robert had finished fucking me, "I'll talk to your doctor for you, I think it would be safer to get you on birth control as soon as possible, you don't want Robert getting you pregnant do you?"

I was a little freaked out. I mumbled something like, "I don't think I'll be letting Robert get near me again!"

"Don't be like that, Robert will always be there for you, even if you have a dozen boyfriends, you won't find one as good at sex as Robert."

I decided that as I'd let Robert take my virginity...okay my technical virginity...I should at least allow Robin to go all the way with me. I got home just after the bus from school dropped Robin off with Dawn. I met them at the end of the path to our estate. I asked Robin if he had a condom and he nodded his head. "Do you want to go over the park and use it on me?"

Robin grinned and walked with me over the park, there was a hidden place behind the toilet block where no one could see you and there was a large cardboard box that could be used to cover the mud. Robin pleasured himself and he filled the condom but he'd given me nothing at all. It wasn't the first time that Robin had taken his own pleasure without a thought for me. Robert came into my mind again, Grandpa Ron was right, Robert was ten times the lover that Robin was, Robert had made sure that I had been happy before he took his own pleasure. I left Robin a happy boy, he was all grins while I was less happy but I was glad that I'd given Robin a chance, glad that Robin had reached home plate after trying for a whole year but I couldn't see myself giving Robin a second chance at fucking me any time soon.

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