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My New Brother and Sister
When I was about 12 years old, my parents divorced. It wasn't sudden or a
surprise or anything, especially since almost everyone knew my father was
cheating on her. I didn't really hold it against him, since he seemed a better
man for it. I mean my mother hadn't slept with him in years and seemed pretty
distant to all males, including her own son.
Shortly after the divorce was final, he and his girl- friend (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 seemed like 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 we
used to get up early 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 with the sound turned down
really low. Looking back on it now I can tell you that 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, (I had just turned 12 several months before) 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 ejacu- lated all over the 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 coming 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 an orgasm.
"OK, watch this," I told him. He and I both turned our attention to my penis as
my orgasm began. My sperm jetted out in a long 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 12 after all.
"Do you think I could do it?" Mike asked me. He pulled his undeveloped, but
rigid little dick out of his pajamas.
"I don't know." And I didn't actuall ejaculate until I was about 12, and Mike
was only 10, 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 propor- tionately 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 for her, 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 tantrums 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
10 years. She fixed her eyes on it and wouldn't 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 out?" 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 intensness of
actually having a female watching me beat off 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, "Okay," and watched intently.
My orgasm shook me and buckled my knees, but I remained standing and angled
myself so she could get an excel- lent view of my come jetting out.
And boy did I come! The first shot blasted to the wall of the bathroom, followed
by a series of smaller jets that squirted uselessly into the bathroom floor. 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 in the shower, 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.
My only excuse for such behavour is that I was 13 and my hormones were raging. I
was masturbating at leats twice a day, and the pleasure was intensified by
having an audience.
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. "two
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 little pussy 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, "Okay," 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 pro- truding 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 every- thing 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
buck- ing 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! Little 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, instinctive-
ly 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 produc- ing 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.
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