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IV Happy Holiday
By; Apollon

Before the latter day puritans all but abolished research on the subject it was determined that experimenting among children is almost universal. Unless infected with a religious fervor or the onset of social hysteria most parents have recognized and ignored the issue as childish discovery. The new culture subjects young people to thousands of sexual suggestions every day then tries to deny children access to information and freedom to explore preferring they focus on violence.
     The fictitious characters in our story exercise their freedom as farm kids and cousins learning from each other. As in all fantasies no one is harmed. If this sort of thing offends you or is illegal where you live I’m sorry for you; read something else. Story codes are by chapter. gb, inc.

     It was the Thanksgiving weekend before A.J. and Ellie saw each other again. Their parents had traditionally visited the kids’ grandparents on holidays. Now that both were gone they still tried to get together. This year it would be at A.J.’s house instead of the farm.
     When his cousin arrived in the morning A.J. did a double take. It seemed like Ellie had grown a foot. Her hair was neat and combed and he thought he detected a little make-up. And amazingly she was wearing a dress, well a skirt and blouse, with white socks that came halfway up her calf. They exchanged quiet greetings and pulled away from the grown ups as soon as they could to avoid the “Oh look how they’ve grown,” attention.
     “So what are you looking at?” Ellie asked, almost smugly, after a few minutes.
     “At you,” A.J. answered flatly. “You look different.”
     “Well I am almost twelve,” the girl said. She leaned back slightly displaying the bumps under her shirt that had grown larger in the last few months. Then she eyed the group of adults that had now converged in the kitchen. “Let’s go to your room or outside or something.”
     “O.K.,” A.J. responded. “Hey do you want to see our clubhouse?”
     “Sure. Where is it?” The girl answered.
     “I’ll show you,” A.J. said and then announced to the mothers that they were going outside. After admonishments to stay clean for dinner, which was still some time away, permission was granted and the two cousins slipped on jackets and went out the back door.
     Ellie had thought about what she and A.J. had done when they were last together. She liked the fact that boys were noticing that she was changing and were starting to treat her like a girl instead of a tomboy. She was still able to beat the boys in her class at about anything but she had less desire to do so anymore. Her friend Dawn’s older brother had taken a real interest in her and wanted to be her boyfriend but they hadn’t done much together yet. She wondered if her cousin was still interested in playing around like they had done in the barn.
     Not only was A.J. still interested he had thought of little else since learning that his cousin was going to visit. She would only be there one night since her dad had to get back to the farm and he wondered if they would be able to be alone. He knew his best chance was the clubhouse that he and some friends had established in an old shed behind a house that had been torn down. It had been a place to hide out with his friends and sneak looks at a couple of magazines they had found.
     Most of his friends didn’t believe that he had “done stuff” with a girl but they were more than happy to join him “doing stuff” with each other. They had only once had a girl in the clubhouse, one boy’s eight year old sister. She had given a couple of them a look at her bare sex in return for a look at theirs but had since refused any other activity. A.J. had been content with his young male sex play but had wished for more chances with Ellie. Visions of their romping naked together flashed through his mind and hardened his penis as they approached the old shed.
     As A.J. undid the barricade that barred the small door Ellie remarked, “Hey this is cool.”
     “Yeah,” A.J. replied as he ushered his cousin through the small door and into the dimness. There was only one small window and a couple of peek holes where boys could watch for intruders. There was an old sawhorse that was covered with an old quilt and bits and pieces of old furniture, most was cut off low to the ground. A collection of old rugs covered the rough plywood floor. There was a small battery powered lantern on a box and several magazines lay beside it.
“Do you come here a lot?” Ellie asked.
     “Yeah, quite a bit,” her cousin answered.
     “So what do you do down here?” She inquired, slowly looking around and eventually picking up one of the magazines.
     “Oh, you know, just hang out and play games and stuff,” A.J. answered, realizing which magazine she had picked up.
     Ellie opened an old Playboy to a well worn set of pictures and a centerfold. She grinned at her cousin noting he was looking a little embarrassed. “I bet I know what you do when you look at these pictures,” she teased. A.J. shrugged knowing the frequent inspiration they had been and the frequent mutual jack off sessions that had resulted.
     “So do you let girls in or just boys?” Ellie continued the questioning.
     “Sometimes girls, but mostly boys,” A.J. admitted.
     Ellie studied the well endowed blonde in the picture. “She has really big tits,” she observed. “Mine are growing but they’ll probably never get that big.” She shrugged her shoulders back letting her jacket fall open and her little mounds press against her shirt. “Do they look bigger to you?” she asked as A.J.’s eyes focused on them.
     “I guess so,” he stammered.
“Here, look,” Ellie announced and turned slipping her jacket off and pulling at the hem of her shirt exposing the bra-like thing that A.J. had observed under her shirt. “I have to wear a bra now with some of my clothes,” the girl added. It was really a training bra, but A.J. didn’t know the difference and he was impressed with the fact that two cones pushed out more profoundly than they had last summer.
“Do you want to see ‘em?” Ellie asked quietly still holding the hem of her shirt up.
“Umm, sure,” A.J. stammered, feeling his dick almost jump in his pants.
Ellie swiftly opened the buttons on her shirt and pushed the snug knit fabric over her swells. A.J. watched intently. She was right, they had grown. Instead of the small swells around little pointed nipples, Ellie had real tits. They were still very small, of course, but they were real tits.
“Do you want to feel ‘em?” Ellie asked proudly.
“Sure,” A.J. responded and reached forward tentatively with his fingers to stroke the flesh around the nipples. “They’re really nice,” he commented, as his cousin watched with a satisfied smile, “And they’ve really grown.” He sensed that the girl welcomed approval of her budding femininity.
“How about you,” Ellie queried. “Have you grown, you know, down there?” She gestured toward his crotch.
“I don’t know, I think so, a little,” A.J. reported.
“Let me see,” then boldly Ellie reached for her cousin’s belt and began to undo his pants. A.J.’s pecker had been hard since before they left the house but the feel of real tits had it standing rigidly at attention as he helped his cousin uncover it. “Yeah, I think it is bigger,” Ellie announced after she had wrapped her fingers around the once familiar male appendage. A.J. knew from his and his friend’s measurements that it wasn’t much longer, maybe a half inch or so, but it felt a little fatter.
“So do you and your friends do stuff like this when you look at the naked pictures?” A.J. blushed slightly when he nodded in admission. Ellie worked her hand on her cousin’s unit while he casually rubbed one of her tits. She imagined groups of boys sitting around naked and pictured herself among them.
“So do you want to do some stuff like we did in the barn?” Ellie asked after a short pause.
A.J. had been wondering how to suggest it. “Sure, I mean, if you do.”
“Is it safe here? Will anybody come out here?”
“Huh uh,” A.J. shook his head. “My one friend is at his grandma’s and being Thanksgiving no one else will be around. And we can tell if anyone’s coming.” A.J. was anxious that his chance to fool around with his cousin wasn’t interrupted.
“We have to be careful and not mess up our clothes,” Ellie announced as she looked around and slid her hands under her skirt gripping the elastic of her panties. Tucking the hem of her skirt under her chin she leaned back against the carpet covered saw horse and pulled her frilly pink panties down to her knees then off of her ankles. She picked them up draping them over the sawhorse and leaned back again pulling her skirt up totally exposing her naked sex to her cousin.
“I don’t have hair like the girls in the picture yet but it’s starting.” A.J. observed a slight shadow of fuzz with a few darker strands of pubic hair. “It’s too dusty to lie down so we can just do it this way,” and she pulled her cousin in front of her.
A.J.’s pants were at his ankles and he shuffled into position between his cousin’s legs. Their shirts were under their chins and Ellie grabbed A.J.’s upward standing dick and began to massage him again. He responded in kind by turning his palm upward and rubbing the puffy lips of his cousin’s sex. There was a soft down of fuzz over the lips and a few short coarse hairs right at the top of Elli’s crack.
“I can feel your hairs,” he announced.
“Yeah, there’s not a lot yet. My friend, Dawn, has quite a bit. And she says her brother has a lot. So are you getting any hairs yet?” She let go of A.J.’s dick and ran her fingers over his still bare pubic bone then down under his tight ball sack.
“Nah, not yet,” he lamented. “My good friend doesn’t either, but a couple of our other friends do.”
Ellie let her hand dwell under her cousin’s scrotum gently examining the little acorns it held. “So does anything come out of these yet?”
“No. Not yet. But I get that feeling more now,” he added quickly.
“My friend says her brother squirts a lot, she calls it cum. I guess they do stuff like this, too.” She returned her hand to his stiff weenie and began stroking again. “So do you do this a lot?”
“Yes,” he admitted, sheepishly.
“With other kids or just by your self?” she queried.
“Me and my one friend do it a lot, and sometimes with other kids. But mostly by myself in bed.”
A.J.’s fingers had spread his cousin’s nether lips and were tracing up and down the moist pink valley.
“Rub that one spot at the top,” the girl instructed. A.J. responded finding the little finger of flesh and the tiny knob.
“Yeah,” she cooed to his touch, spreading her legs a little farther. “That’s where I rub, mostly in bed at night. But sometimes I go out the barn and get naked and play around. My friend Dawn does it with me sometimes. Yeah, that feels good.” Ellie flexed her pelvis toward her cousin’s hand and felt his middle finger inch down to her opening.
When he discovered wetness around the hole, A.J. slipped his finger inside. He hesitated only seconds before pressing it in passed the second knuckle.
“Mmm,” Ellie breathed smiling wickedly at him, encouraging him to move in and out at the same pace Ellie was using on his dick.
Ellie felt the excitement growing in her loins. “This is fun,” she breathed. A.J. nodded. “Do you want to try putting this in?” she tugged gently on his stiff boy stick.
“Sure,” he responded quickly and moved closer, lifting his hand from his cousin. Looking down between them, A.J. aimed his phallus at the slit and rubbed against the slit. Ellie reached between them and grabbed shaft and directed him to bend his knees slightly as she positioned him slightly beneath her.
A.J. felt his cousin rub the tip of his dick in her crack wetting it with her moisture. She rubbed against the little knob a few times getting a strange look on her face and biting her lower lip. Then she positioned the appendage at the entrance to her passage.
Feeling his unit slip over the opening a couple of times, A.J. felt the tip sort of settle at the opening. Then he followed Ellie’s instruction to push up. He did and felt his cousin’s warm wetness welcome him into her preteen passage. As soon as he was firmly entrenched, Ellie released his appendage and gripped his naked buttocks pulling him in deeper.
Following her lead, A.J. slipped his hands under the back of Ellie’s skirt and gripped her bare cheeks as well. Looking into each other’s faces they exchange a look of pure satisfaction. Their expressions reflected adventure, excitement, naughtiness and fun. In a few years as adults they would recognize it as pure lust.
“I’ve wanted to do this again,” Ellie whispered. “Me, too,”A.J. acknowledged. His pecker had been in his hand at every opportunity since he learned his cousin was coming.
“My new boyfriend wants to do it with me,” Ellie announced.
“Are you going to let him?” A.J. asked with a twinge of jealousy.
“I think so, when we get the chance. His sister is my best friend and they’ve done it. She says he’s kind of big. Of course he’s older than us.”
A.J. reacted by pushing up and in a little harder. Ellie’s skirt was now bunching in between them. “Wait a minute,” she said, “Let me take my skirt off.” As she gently pushed him away his well lubed tool slipped out of its confinement. She turned the pleated plaid garment around, undid the zipper and slipped it off of her ankles leaving her bare from the waist down. Her shirt was unbuttoned and her thin knit training bra was pushed up over the top of her pointed nipples.
A.J. had stepped out of his pants and as an afterthought slipped his pullover shirt off as well and laid it on his previously discarded jacket. Then he moved back in front of his cousin who was leaning back on one leg of the sawhorse.
“O.K., put it back in,” she commanded. A.J. didn’t hesitate to comply. He could see the target more clearly now. There was definitely a little shadow at the top of the slit and when Ellie spread the lips of her labia in accommodation he could see the little nub of skin poking stiffly up forming a little triangle. He bent his turgid little phallus down aiming it at the moist pink hole that appeared and slipped the swollen knob in once again. Ellie rolled her hips as she felt the intrusion and again grasped her cousin’s bare butt and pulled him in deeper.
A.J. watched his four inch penis disappear in the warm pink folds of his cousin’s sex then placed both of his hands on her hips. When their pubic bones collided, the boy pulled back slightly then thrust up and in again, bringing a little exhale of breath from his cousin. As if by telepathy both preteens willed their tempo to increase and began hammering into each other in unison.
Ellie had tried carrots and candles and her fingers trying to duplicate the experience in the barn. And she had successfully brought herself off several times recently. But nothing really matched the feel of real boy between her legs. She ground her little clit against his pubic bone with each deep thrust and began to feel the tingle in legs and loins. Then it was like a soda overflowing when it’s opened, and pleasure gushed from her inner sex.
A.J. felt his cousin spasm and gasp and her eyes fluttered. He hadn’t reached “the feeling” yet and kept up his assault on Ellie’s sex. “Keep going,” she whispered. He had no intentions of stopping. Pushing in and out even faster he felt his temperature rise and the eruption begin. Then it felt like something exploded in his butt and shot through his dick causing him to shiver and quiver in little boy ecstasy.
Ellie had felt it and pulled him in harder almost climbing around his slim body until the feeling hit her again. They shuddered together several times before slumping limply against each other. Ellie dropped her legs supporting herself once again but held on to her cousin’s bare butt cheeks preventing him from slipping out.
“That was so much fun,” the girl announced after a few minutes, “You felt it, too, huh?”
“Yeah, that was the best ever,” the boy breathed.
“You can kiss me if you want,” Ellie said, eyeing the boy.
“Umm, O.K.” He leaned forward and gave his cousin a little peck on the lips.     
“You know if you get a girlfriend you have to kiss her a lot if you’re going to do this with her.” A.J. wasn’t really sure there were rules but he’d heard about first base, second base, etc. and was sure kissing was part of it. A part of him really wanted Ellie to be his girlfriend but he knew that couldn’t always be the case. They lived apart and she was his cousin after all. Cousins just couldn’t be boyfriend and girlfriend. But he sure liked having fun with her now.
“And you have to be softer when you kiss her,” Ellie continued with the instruction and pulled A.J. to her this time holding her lips against his until they softened.
A.J. liked the feel of his cousin’s lip and, even more, the feel of her naked flesh against his as she pulled him to her. If his penis had started to soften it quickly did an about face and was, once again, swelling.
Ellie felt the swelling between her legs. “So when do we have to be back for dinner?”
“Mom said to be back in the house by 2 o’clock.” He glanced at his watch. “We’ve still got over an hour.”
“So do you want to do it some more?” Ellie asked expectantly.
“If you do,” A.J. answered feeling his dick answer for him.
“O.K. but let’s move, this is uncomfortable,” Ellie agreed, pushing him off of her. She stood up and turned surveying the possibilities still concerned about getting dusty. She bent over and brushed at the make-shift table considering the possibilities. As she did she inspired her cousin.
He stepped up behind her letting his dick slip between her butt cheeks. “Do you remember when we tried it this way?” he queried.
She giggled, “Yes but I didn’t like it in my butt.” Felling A.J. begin to probe for the approved opening she spread her legs out and leaned over the little table. A.J. looked down past the small rose bud and located the passage between the slightly swollen and reddish lips. He stepped forward and in just a few tries found the entrance and slipped inside.
A.J. liked this way because it allowed him to feel his cousin’s body with his hands while he pumped in and out. He ran his hands over her pointed tits pinching slightly and then continued down until his finger reached the spot at the top above where his dick was sliding in and out. When he touched the flesh Ellie groaned and he pumped and rubbed more aggressively.
In a matter of minutes Ellie flinched again and he felt her clamp down on his dick. In the midst of childish experimenting and clumsy efforts A.J. was learning how to be a lover.
Ellie stood up breaking the connection, turned quickly over and lay back on the makeshift table with her legs widely spread. “More,” she almost pleaded.
A.J. quickly complied burying his little dick in his cousin’s hot moist crevice once again. They rutted like rabbits for ten or fifteen minutes. A.J. pressed his body against his cousin so he could feel her tits on his naked chest. His balls began to ache for release. Just as he felt Ellie begin to clench his tool with her body he felt the eruption again.
He could almost swear something was coming out of his dick but he knew from his manually manipulated experience that nothing did yet. But he imagined the creamy fluid that his friend’s older brother had shown them pumping into his cousin’s body. He hoped sometime it would.
They kissed lightly once again and as the chill of the shed descended on their moist bodies they dressed in silence and left, heading for the house and Thanksgiving dinner.
Little could be said about the experience. They were both awed by the pleasure of it. A.J. casually questioned whether they would be allowed to sleep or bathe together again. Ellie responded that she didn’t think so. Her mother had decided she might be too old for that.
They endured the admonishment when they returned to the house, that they were sweaty explaining it away as a game of tag, and exchanged knowing glances of relief when it was passed off as childish play.