When I was about 14 years old, my
parents divorced. It wasn't sudden or a surprise or anything, especially since
almost everyone knew my father was seeing someone new. I didn't really hold it
against him, since he seemed a better man for it.
Shortly after the
divorce was final, he and his girlfriend (and soon to be wife) Victoria moved to
a farm in the country. When Victoria moved in, she also brought her children
Michael and Elizabeth. They were pretty good kids--Mike was about 10 and Liz was
8 when I first met them, and we all got along pretty well. How well, however,
was not apparent for almost a year.
MIKE AND I
Since it was a
small farmhouse we lived in, Mike and I shared a bedroom, and used to get up
early together to take care of our chores and watch TV together. He was an all
right kid, and I liked having a younger "brother" around for a change. It was
like having a built-in friend.
One Saturday, we came down and found
several movies our parents had rented the night before. One of them was a porno.
I hadn't thought my father would watch one, but like I said, Victoria brought
out a lot of changes in him. Anyway, Mike and I popped it in and began watching.
It was standard porno fare, but since it was the first time either of us had
seen one, I was very turned on. I should probably mention that I had discovered
masturbation around this time as well, and saw the porno as the ultimate tool to
that end. Watching it, I ached to jerk off, but couldn't with Mike sitting there
with me. Or so I thought.
After watching for a while, a guy on the movie
ejaculated all over a young woman's large breasts. Mike exclaimed, "He's peeing
on her!" I corrected him, saying, "No, that's something else. It's white and
gooey. He's cumming on her."
Then an idea struck me. "Here, I'll show
you," I said to him, and took my engorged dick out of my sweatpants. I began to
stroke it while I watched the movie. Mike seemed to be alternating between my
dick and the movie on the screen. It didn't take long, and soon I was on the
verge of cumming. "OK, watch this," I told him. He and I both turned our
attention to my penis as my orgasm began. My semen jetted out in a small spurt
onto the floor, and bubbled out the tip over my pumping fingers. I scooped up
some of the goo and showed it to him. "See?"
"How does it feel?" he
asked.
"Really good. Almost like peeing and sneezing at the same time.
But better." I said. That was the best explanation I had. I was only 14 after
all.
"Do you think I could do it?" Mike asked me. He pulled us
undeveloped, but rigid little dick out of his pajamas.
"I don't know."
And I didn't, since I had ejaculated until I was about 13, and Mike was only ten
or eleven, and hadn't started puberty yet.
He tried stroking his penis as
he had seen me doing, but it was awkward for him since his hand was
proportionately larger than his dick compared to mine. His dick, even erect, was
only about as big as my thumb, and he couldn't quite get a grip on it.
Eventually, he gave up and we got some breakfast. And although I didn't know it
at the time, I would be there for his first orgasm.
ELIZABETH AND
I
As I had adapted to having Mike around, so had I developed a kinship
towards his younger sister, Elizabeth, whom we all called Liz. She was about 8
when I met her, and kind of a tomboy from growing up with her brother's friends
around. She was tough as nails and kept up with us in everything we did, from
riding our bicycles through the woods, to building a treehouse in a big oak in
the pasture. I started to feel a kind of protective guardianship forming between
us, as I became the "big brother" to both of them.
For the most part, Liz
and I were like any other brother and sister. Our fun was tempered by a lot of
fighting and temper fits on her part. But we got along as well as any siblings,
and eventually, shared more than most.
It all started innocently enough,
Liz and I teasing each other like brother and sister--I would tickle her and she
would shriek and slap at my hands. But eventually, it changed between us
somewhat. She entered the stage where she began to find boys "cute" and found me
cute. She became the aggressor, spying on me when I was not with her, stealing
into the bathroom while I was showering and dumping cold water on me, things
like that. It was good natured, and I never thought about it as anything but a
younger sister's adoration of her big brother. Which, I guess, it
was.
But the biggest change happened during one of her shower raids and
she caught me jerking off in the shower.
Since I was well into puberty
(about 14 or so), my dick was nearly full grown, and in its engorged state, it
was probably unlike anything she had seen in her 9 years. She fixed her eyes on
it and could not look away. I quickly stopped stroking when I saw her,
embarrassed. But then she asked me, "Are you going to make the white stuff
come?" At that moment, I knew that Mike had told her about our experience in the
TV room.
This rekindled my loins, and turned me on even more. I continued
my fervent stroking of my soapy dick, watching Liz stare intently at it. The
sexiness of it became almost too much to bear, and I felt my sperm building up
pressure in my balls. "Here it comes, Liz," I said. She said, "OK," and
watched.
My orgasm shook me and buckled my knees, but I remained standing
and angled so she could get and excellent view of my semen jetting out of my
penis. And boy did I come! The first shot blasted to the wall of the stall,
followed by a series of smaller jets that squirted uselessly into the shower
water. I'd never shot so much nor so far before, and I'd never been so turned
on. The two must have been connected.
I turned around to shut off the
water, and I saw the Liz had left. No fanfare, no words, she was gone. I was a
little concerned that she would tell her mother or my father, but I didn't think
she would. Why would she? She invaded my shower.
MIKE, LIZ, AND
I
Since both Mike and Liz had now seen me ejaculate, we all gradually
became a little more open about it. I no longer strained to remain silent in my
bed at night while I masturbated myself to sleep. Frequently, I would pull it
out in front of one or both of them and stroke myself to orgasm. I was very
turned on by having two people watch me masturbate, and they seemed to enjoy the
novelty of it, especially when I shot my cum.
It really got good one
night when my parents left me in charge while they went out. We were watching TV
when I started to get horny. Feeling bold, I took my dick out and showed it to
them. Mike asked, "Are you going to make the white stuff come?"
And Liz
chimed in, "Yeah, I want to see it, too!"
Being the exhibitionist I am, I
pulled my clothes off and started jerking off. Both Mike and Liz were
interested, but it didn't seem to be enough. So I asked them to go into our
folks' bedroom and get some of the magazines Victoria kept under her bed. She
seemed partial to Hustler, so we got four or five of them out and I started
reading and jerking, getting more and more aroused. I also noticed Mike and Liz
looking at the magazines. I suggested that they join me. Mike was eager to
respond, and pulled his clothes off quickly, exposing his turgid little dick
with no hair at all. It stuck out from his abdomen like a hook. Liz looked at
it, then at mine.
"Which one do you like better, Liz?" I
asked.
"They're both neat," she said. "But I like bigger," she said,
grabbing the base of mine and working her hands up it like baseball players on a
bat deciding who bats first, hand over hand, until she had measured it from top
to bottom. "Five hands," she announced. Then she did the same for Mike, where
she could only grasp it once. "One hand, two fingers," she said, being very
scientific.
"Show us yours," Mike prompted, not hurt at all.
She
seemed to hesitate, then pulled her pants down. Standing there, her hairless
vagina exposed, she looked very young indeed, but once she was fully naked, the
woman she would become was apparent. Even at nine, her body had gentle curves at
the hips, and her nipples were puffy and stuck out from the rest of her flat
chest. She suddenly seemed very at ease in her nudity and sat down next to me on
the couch, where I had resumed stroking my dick. Seeing her infused me with a
newfound sexual energy, and I could feel my orgasm building quickly.
"Can
I look at it," I asked her. She said, "OK," very casually as if it were no big
deal, and lay back and spread her legs wide. I reached down and touched her
smooth flesh, running up her thighs to her hairless mound. The skin there felt
so unfinished, so pure. Then I parted her outer lips and peeked into her vagina.
It looked like a grown woman's, only smaller. There were tiny inner lips
converging on a little protruding bud of a clit, with a finger-sized hole
underneath leading to her young womb. "Does this hurt?" I asked, parting the
inner lips with two fingers.
"No," she said, and reached down to her
crotch. With two hands, she grasped the inner lips and began to tug and pull on
them. "See? They're stretchy." That was too much for me to hear and my orgasm
came upon me. My semen burst from my dick and splashed between my feet on the
floor.
"White stuff!" Mike cried, watching my spurting penis. Liz sat up
to see the last of my sperm pump out the tip of my dick.
"Cool," she
said.
Although my dick was temporarily out of action now, my mind was
still in a sexual frenzy. This was incredible! The possibilities were almost
endless, and since I had never done anything with a real girl before, I thought
this would be an excellent time to get some practice.
"Can I taste you,
Liz?" I asked.
"Um, OK," she said, hesitant, but leaning back on the
couch again and spreading her legs. I moved between her thighs and put my face
near her vagina. There was no odor as I expected. I tentatively stuck out my
tongue to taste her flesh, and it was like a spark jumped between us. She jumped
slightly as my tongue touched her sensitive slot, but settled down as I moved my
tongue up and down her little hairless slit, getting it nice and slippery. Mike
moved to watch, still furiously trying to stroke his immature
penis.
Though I didn't have any experience, I knew how everything worked,
and began to work on her tiny clit, which was no bigger than the head of a pin.
Occasionally, she would twitch when I hit it just right and I learned quickly
what she liked. Soon I could taste a flow of juices from deep inside her, and
they mingled with my saliva to make her smooth vagina slippery and hot. Soon I
had her twisting around on the couch, enjoying the sensations. I worked faster
and faster over her little pussy, pushing her farther and farther until she let
go and started bucking under me, her hips jerking spasmodically. A moment later,
she climbed quickly away from my tongue. "Stop, stop, stop," she cried as her
suddenly over-sensitive vagina finished its first orgasm.
Once she'd
caught her breath, Mike asked, "Can I try, Liz?" She shook her head no, but said
that he could suck her nipples, which he began to do, still stroking his
cock.
By then I was hard again, and ready to go. I gently moved Liz's
legs apart and knelt between them, moving my hard-on to her pussy. I knew better
than to try to stuff it into her tiny vagina, but I pushed the squishy head
inside and slid it up and down in her juices.
She stiffened and said,
"No, not that one, this one," grabbing Mike's dick. Startled at her sudden
interest and competence, I moved back and let him move into place. I was shocked
that Liz was so bold, but the orgasm must have made quite an impact on
her.
Once Mike was between her legs, he reached down and moved his little
dick to her slot, where after a few false starts, managed to ease it into her
greased pussy. He stretched out on top of her, holding himself up with his arms
and thrusting his small cock inside of her. Liz didn't seem to be in any pain,
as his dick wasn't long enough to reach her hymen and do any damage.
I
couldn't believe it! 11-Year old Mike was no longer a virgin, yet I still was!
But it was too hot to think about that. Mike was pumping away in her,
instinctively moving his hips in and out. She began to feel his rhythm, and
moved with him naturally.
Then Mike looked up at me with terror in his
eyes. I was stroking my cock again, watching them. He said, "I think it's
happening!"
"Get out!" I said, not knowing whether his sperm was potent
enough, or if Liz's ovaries had started producing eggs, but wanting to take no
chances. I pushed him out of her just as his dick started to jump. All three of
us looked at it--Mike didn't even bother stroking it--as a few drops of almost
clear liquid surged out the hole at the tip and onto the couch. Then his hips
bucked once and a final jet of pure white real semen pushed out the head of his
penis.
Seeing this, my own orgasm began, and I helped it along, aiming my
dick at Liz's mouth, not caring whether she wanted it or not. This orgasm, not
as powerful as the last, dribbled my cum onto her face. She jerked away
suddenly, but instinctively liked at the cum which had landed near her lips.
Tasting it, she reached out to the tip of my dick, took some cum on her finger
and popped it into her mouth, swirling it around before swallowing it. She made
a face that said she wasn't sure she liked how it tasted, but that she was just
curious.
After we'd all caught our breath, we cleaned up and got dressed.
We never told anyone about that night, but it was only the beginning of a long
summer of fun.