THE MEASURE OF MAN

An Epic by Gil Gamesh

Chapter Forty-Eight

As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the measure of man.

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CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Kieran Stuart, 43; Arial Stuart, 15; Kerry Stuart, 12 ½

 Brad Weaver, 17; Kenjiro Daniels, 15

TELLING THE STORY
Kerry Stuart

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(KERRY)

On Saturday of the weekend I spent with Kenjiro, we decided on all the components for my computer system. I had the catalog from the supplier for Andersen Security and we checked the prices they offered against other suppliers over the Internet. We could have saved a little by ordering from different suppliers but Kenjiro said I’d be wiser to buy from one dependable supplier and so we put together an order for Dad to submit for us.

That afternoon it rained and we played Half Life on his computer. It was a lot of fun but I just knew how Mom and Dad would be if I wasted too much time playing games. Kenjiro showed me lots of his favorite sites that looked really interesting and told me he’d give me a copy of all his bookmarks when I got my computer. I liked the usenet groups where I could get all sorts books and music in mp3 format. He let me listen to his mp3 player and I knew I had to have one.  He showed me photos taken by the Hubble Space Telescope and I couldn’t believe how beautiful they were. I’ve always liked to learn stuff about the cosmos. He showed me how to use Google Earth and I liked flying over the Grand Canyon. He said I’d be able to find anything I was curious about now just by Googling for it on the Internet.
 
That night, we took the two futons back out of his closet and then got naked and he showed me some porn on his computer again. It was a short clip with teens fucking and it was pretty hot. We both just lay there and watched and played with our dicks without really trying to jack off. I couldn’t understand why the guy pulled his dick out of the girl’s pussy and came on her tits instead. Kenjiro told me that was called the money shot and all the guys who watched stuff like that wanted to see it. I didn’t tell him I already knew it was a lot better to come in her pussy than on her tits.

Another scene with different kids started and then, all of a sudden, an image of Mount Fuji came on the screen and some sort of oriental-sounding music started playing. Kenjiro sat up straight and did something on his keyboard and the screen went back to his desktop scene.

“Shit, Dad got in again,” he said.

“What?”

“He got in my computer. That music is Sakura. It’s a famous Japanese folk song. Dad uses it and the Fujiyama image as his signatures. If he gets in my computer, he always leaves one of them where he knows I’ll find it.”

“I thought you said you encrypted stuff on your computer. How did he get in?”

“Yeah, I encrypt it. But he’s good. He was in naval intelligence. He did stuff with secure communications. He lets me do anything I want to on my computer and then he tries to get in. It’s like a game; we’ve been playing it for about three years.”

“You mean he gets in your computer just by doing stuff on his? He doesn’t come in your room and do it, does he?”

“Shit no, it’s all done over the internet. Our computers aren’t even networked. I told you; he’s good.”

“Can you get in his?”

“He lets me try. I got in once. Most of the time, I can’t. He usually catches me and then puts Sakura back on my computer. If it starts playing when I turn my computer on, I know he got me again.”

“Damn, you mean he doesn’t care if you watch stuff like those kids fucking?”

“Naah, he says he’d better not find any weird stuff or child porn that’s against the law. If he does, I lose my computer for a month. I’ve never lost it yet; I just don’t download stuff like that. I guess I’m kind of normal ‘cause I like to see normal people fucking. That clip I showed you last night was kind of rough but I didn’t know what you’d like.”

“Does your Mom know about it?”

“She knows we try to hack into each other’s computer. She doesn’t know I download porn sometimes. You’d better not tell anybody.”

“I won’t.”

He tried to explain what he and his Dad were doing and I guess it made sense. Most of it was way over my head. I knew I had one hell of a lot to learn when I got my computer. I was glad I’d asked him for help. 

When we were about ready to go to sleep, I told him it was my turn to jack off on him. He took his glasses off and put then on the little chest and I knew he was going to jump me so I was ready. We had another wrestling match and I ended up on top this time. His dick was right under my butt and he started bucking upward like it was up my ass. I knew it wasn’t and it felt funny pressed between my cheeks.

I moved back so I could compare our dicks again. It really looked like they were the same size. Mine had a little curve in it but his was pretty straight. Maybe he had me a little on width but not much. He had veins and arteries showing all under the skin on his dick and they could hardly be seen on mine. The skin on his scrotum was a lot darker then mine and a lot more wrinkled. Mine was usually a very-light brown and it turned pinkish or almost red when I was jacking off.

“You ever had a blow-job?” he whispered.

I just smiled and didn’t say anything. I’d had more than one but I wasn’t about to tell him because he’d want to know who did it.

“Damn, Kerry, you have!”

“Sure, half the girls at school have sucked my dick.”

“Fuck you. Name one.”

“Yeah, well, fuck you too. They all made me promise not to tell anybody. They said they’d never do it again if I told.”

“A girl I know from school sucked mine once. She wanted to watch me jack off. I told her I would if she’d suck it. She did it about a minute or two. She was afraid I’d come in her mouth.”

“I don’t blame her. How’d you like to have that stuff in your mouth?”

“Shit, it’s not that bad. I tasted mine once. You ever taste yours?”

“Yeah, I guess we’re all curious about stuff like that, aren’t we?”

I started jacking our double dick, just doing it real slow, and we both watched it for a minute or so. It made me kind of hot to feel his balls and dick against mine, sort of like a mirror image. He tried to buck me off and I put my left hand on his chest and pushed him back down. I turned loose of my dick and wrapped my hand around his.

“You do my dick and I’ll do yours,” I said.

I guess his hand didn’t feel that much different from mine. His dick didn’t either. It was still a lot more fun to do each other. It made me get hotter, just knowing we were swapping.

I felt myself coming and I turned loose of his dick and he just kept jacking mine. I tightened up the muscles in my legs and thighs and stomach like I usually do to make it better. Maybe that was a mistake. I rose up a little, up on my knees, instead of kneeling with my butt back toward my feet, and when I shot off, the first squirt flew over Kenjiro’s head on his pillow and the second hit him right under the chin. The other drops made a straight line back down to his navel.

I eased back down on Kenjiro’s thighs and sat there a little bit while my breathing slowed down. All the time he was looking at my face and grinning at me. I guess I was grinning too. He looked funny with my come running down his chin and Adam’s apple.

“Come on, do me,” he whispered.

I wrapped my hand around his dick and gave it hell. My hand was almost a blur, I was doing it so fast. He must have liked it because he shut his eyes and his hands on my legs were squeezing and his fingernails were digging into my skin. He squirted out three or four times and laid down another trail on top of mine. When he opened his eyes, he lifted up his head and looked down at the mess we’d made.

“Damn, I know why your brother calls you Squirt sometimes,” he said.

“Fuck you, hashi-dick, you made most of the mess,” I said.

He tried not to but he started giggling or maybe just laughing funny trying not to be too loud. I thought it was funny too, me holding his dick in my right hand and mine in my left, and both of then still hard and drooling come.

He turned loose of my legs and then drug one finger up through the mess on his stomach. He held it up toward me and I shook my head no. I drug one finger through the mess and held it out toward him.

“I will if you will,” he whispered. I leaned over toward his finger and opened my mouth and stopped. He did the same thing and I guess it was a stalemate. I leaned over a little closer so his finger was in my mouth and closed my lips. He did the same thing. I sucked on his finger and he sucked mine. It didn’t really taste bad. It was yucky but it was just the same as the couple of times I’d tasted my own.

“Boy, you’re a good dick sucker,” he whispered. “I’ll let you blow on my shakuhachi any time.”

“Fuck you, you little hashi-dick. You can suck your own suckahachi.”

“Aaww, shit, Kerry, a shakuhachi’s just a bamboo flute. Don’t you want me to play you a tune on it?”

That got us started laughing again and I squeezed his dick and yanked on it and he grabbed mine and started pulling on it. We ended up in another stalemate, both of us breathing hard and looking at each other and giggling.

He made me go for a washcloth and towel this time. The little Japanese robe he’d told me to wear hardly went below my butt. I told him Akiko would still see my dick because it was hanging out. He just said if she jumped me he’d come to my rescue. The bathroom he shared with his sister was between their bedrooms and I didn’t run into her anywhere.

When we got all cleaned up and quieted down and ready for sleep. Kenjiro asked if I’d let him put our futons side by side so we could sleep under the same cover. He promised he wouldn’t fuck me and I promised him I would fuck him but I didn’t mean it. He moved his computer out of the way and turned off all the lights this time. When we got under the cover, he moved over close to me and I turned to face him. We talked for a while and both started yawning. Finally I turned over with my back to him and he spooned up close to me and put his arm over my chest.

Neither one of us fucked the other during the night but we got tangled up a couple of times changing position. When I spooned up to his back, I got a hard-on but I didn’t try to do anything with it and he didn’t complain when it was pressed against his butt. When we woke up the next morning, we both had good piss hards so we put on our little robes and tiptoed down the hall to the bathroom. We didn’t see Akiko and I didn’t really believe she’d drag me in her room anyway. 

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A couple of weeks later, Kenjiro agreed to spend all day Saturday and that night with me. We were hoping my computer components would get delivered to Andersen Security and Dad would bring them home to me. I called Dad on Friday afternoon and he said he’d check before he came home. When he got in a little after five, he said my stuff still hadn’t been delivered. I called Kenjiro and told him and said I wanted him to come over anyway and we’d find something to do.

Saturday morning the weather wasn’t as cold as usual and the forecast was for temps in the seventies during the afternoon. It already felt like spring was really here to stay and I wanted to do something outdoors. I hadn’t explored the creek for months and I thought Kenjiro might like that.

He came over just after breakfast on Saturday and I showed him all around the house. When I showed him my room, he looked at all the books on my shelves and asked me how I liked being the school freak. I thought he was talking about me being the youngest kid in high school. He just wanted to know whether I really had an eidetic memory like he’d heard.

I tried to straighten him out by telling him I wasn’t really an eidetiker because that was memory ability in recalling visual images of things like pictures. I could do that some but my memory ability was more in being able to recall stuff I’d read. I told him that if I decided to do it ahead of time, I could read a paragraph and then recite it word for word, even sometimes the next day if I wanted to. That was what one of the teachers at school had been testing me about.

He asked me if I had a book he could use to test me and I pointed to the bookshelves around the top of all the walls. I’d got Dad to help me when I got so many books I couldn’t keep them organized and we’d installed a single shelf all around the perimeter of the room about a foot from the ceiling.

He scanned one shelf and pulled down a book Dad had given me when I turned eleven, The New Joy of Sex. I liked it a lot mainly because of its attitude and ideas. Kenjiro flipped through it and I could see his eyes get big on some of the pages.

Finally he closed it and handed it to me. He gave me the page numbers and asked me to look at three different places and remember the image and the paragraph. When I got through, he took the book back from me.

“OK, you fucking eidetiker, what’s on page 110 and 111?”

“It’s a guy fucking a woman from behind.”

“Shit! What does the paragraph on page 111 say?”

“It’s a position called croupade in the book,” I said. I closed my eyes and then read the paragraph out of my memory.

“Any position in which he takes her squarely from behind, i.e., all rear-entry positions except those where she has one leg between his or is half-turned on her side (see Cuissade).”

“Yep, you’re a freak, all right,” he said, “You’re a shit-kickin’, pussy-sniffin’, eidetickin’ freak.”

I wasn’t about to let him get away with that kind of crap. 

“Well you’re a sushi-lickin’ hashi-dickin’ asshole-stinkin’ freak,” I said.

“Itai! That hurts! Bet you can’t say it five times.”

I did, even when he tried to goose me in the ribs while I was doing it the last time. I thought his insult was better but he seemed to like mine OK. I guess that’s how we started trying to top each other with insults. It was funny when people thought we meant it and we always knew we didn’t.

“How the fuck do you remember that shit, Kerry?” he asked.

“I don’t know. It’s just something I’ve always been able to do. Dad says I could remember images before I was two. He said he’d read a book with pictures to me and then ask me to find an image he described. He said I’d slap the pages with my hand and turn them until I found the one he’d described. Then I’d look up at him and smile. I don’t remember doing it.”

“Well, you’re a freak, alright,” he said. “Does it bother you when I insult you like that?”

“Fuck no. I know you don’t mean anything bad. I don’t either. I was just trying to top your insult.”

“Well, you sure topped it. Just don’t ever call me a Jap, OK?”

“Shit, Kenjiro, I don’t call people names if it hurts them. Grizzly’s my friend and he’s told me how it hurts when people call him a nigger. We were sitting at a table outside the cafeteria when he told me and I just put my hand on his and looked him in the face. I could see the hurt in his eyes.”

“I’ll bet they don’t call him that to his face, do they?”

“There’s a couple of rednecks who do. They know he won’t do anything at school. He may look like a bear but he’s more teddy bear than anything else. He said if he caught them away from school, he’d messum up a little. I got cold chills the way he said it.”

“I heard you’re helping him with his math course,” he said.

“Yeah, his teacher’s been helping me plan my math courses. He asked me to help Grizzly and I’ve helped him a few times.”

“Was that before you and Brad and Arial had the trouble with the jocks last fall?” Kenjiro asked.

“It was after, in January. I was afraid people would think I was sucking up to him because he stopped those other jocks from jumping Brad after he cold-cocked the one who hit Arial. After I got to know him better, I found out he’s really a good guy doing the best he can. I like trying to help him understand stuff.”

“I guess we’re both freaks,” he said, “but I don’t care. I guess we can be friends anyway. Maybe we can even find some more freaks for friends. Maybe Grizzly can be your friend even if he does play football. If he needs help with using computers, let me know. I wouldn’t mind being his friend too.”

I looked at his face and I could tell he was really serious. I just nodded and then grabbed him and hugged him. We just stood there for a minute or so, holding each other, not saying anything.

 When I showed him the basement, he got another good look at Dad’s Mercedes and Dad let us sit in it while I explained some of the stuff in it. He loved the little BMW Arial was going to get for her sixteenth birthday next month. She’d already been driving it when she had a licensed driver with her and she was as crazy about it as Dad was about his car.

When he saw the big shower we’d enclosed with glass bricks in the basement he asked me what it was. I told him it was a shower but we used it like a steam room sometimes in the winter. He couldn’t believe me when I said once my whole family, including Brad and Kathryn was in there at the same time. I asked him how it was different from a Japanese hot tub and he couldn’t answer that.

When we went out in the yard, we walked around the pool to where the path down hill to the creek started. He asked me if he could come over and swim sometimes. I asked him if he wanted to swim with something on or naked like I like to do. When I told him the whole family used it naked sometimes and he could see Arial and Kathryn in their bare skin, he said he’d go bare too. I guess he finally believed what I’d told him about how we were about nudity around each other.

When we went back upstairs in the house, Arial was dressed in jeans and sneakers with a light sweatshirt. I knew she was going somewhere with Brad when he came over but I hadn’t heard what they had planned. When I asked her, she said Brad was on his way and he wanted to try fishing the creek and she was going with him.

“Would it be OK if Ken-chan and I go with you two,” I asked. “I’ll go catch some crickets and dig some worms if we can go.”

“Do you have to use stuff like that for bait, Kerry? I’m not going to put worms on a fishh00k.”

“OK, Princess, I’ll bait the hook for your royal highness if you’ll let us go.”

“Will you clean the fish if we catch any?”

“Yeah, Ken-chan brought his sushi knife and we’ll serve you some raw fish.”

She looked at me like I was crazy and then slowly began to smile. I knew she’d got me again. I’d been got and I didn’t even know we were playing gotcha.

“Brad called a little bit ago. He wanted me to ask you to take us fishing. He said you’d know the best places. Would you and Ken-chan like to go with us?”

Kenjiro and I went back down in the basement and I checked out the cane poles I used for fishing in the creek. The creek was a small one and didn’t have much water in it except in the deep holes in places. In lots of places you could cross it on rocks and in others you could wade across easily. I couldn’t find but two cane poles and they had lines and hooks still on them. I tried to find the third pole and then I remembered I’d broken one last fall.

I got my coffee cans with lids that I used for worms and crickets and Kenjiro and I went down the hill to the corner where we piled leaves in our mulch pile. I hadn’t been there since last fall when we’d piled a fresh layer of leaves. We used a rake to pull the leaves back and started finding crickets. When we got down to the black mulch and started digging, I found plenty of wigglers. We had enough bait in just a few minutes.

It was mid-morning before Brad drove up. Arial was worried about him because he took so long after calling and he said he’d stopped and got an oil change on his car.

We fished in teams, Brad and Arial with one pole and me and Kenjiro with another. I didn’t have to bait her hook after all because Brad did it. I showed them how to set the cork so the bait would go down about a foot or so and how to quietly drop it in one of the deep holes under the roots of a tree on the side of the creek. It took a while before we caught one and, wouldn’t you know it, Arial got the first one. She squealed when her cork got jerked under and then pulled so hard the fish flew through the air and over our heads. Brad grabbed the line and got the fish off and she quit screaming. It was a nice bream bigger than his hand. I knew it would be good eating so I got some water in the big plastic pail and put the fish in it. We went up the creek a little way and caught six more but none as big as the one Arial caught.

We went back up the hill to the house for lunch and Kenjiro and I agreed to clean the fish if Arial and Brad would fix us some lunch. I put the fillets in a plastic container and covered them with water and put them in the freezer. Kenjiro said he’d eat some raw for lunch if I would but I said they’d be better fried when we caught a few more.

Arial and Brad made us all sandwiches and we ate outdoors on the deck. The sun was shining and the air was so warm we didn’t want to go back indoors. I thought of something Brad might be interested in. It was on the bank of the creek down stream from where we’d fished. I wouldn’t tell him what it was but I got a shovel and a hoe and led the way.

In one place the creek ran over some rocks and dropped a few feet and there was always a pile of small rocks and gravel a little bit below the falls. Then the creek made a turn and there was a sandbank in the elbow curve. I’d found something there I thought Brad would want to know about.

I’d found the bottom half of a broken arrowhead in the gravel once and then a fossilized horse tooth another time. We looked and dug and scraped and Arial did it again. She found an arrowhead, a whole one.

She didn’t even know what it was. She just pointed to it and said it was a pretty colored rock. It was the point-end of an arrowhead, sticking up. I used my boy-scout knife and dug it out of the gravel and I couldn’t believe what she’d found. It was a beautifully-made perfect arrowhead about two inches long and it was a red-color flint I hadn’t seen before, almost like a gemstone.

We looked in the gravel some more and found some broken pieces of arrowheads and some stuff that Brad said were probably tools like scrapers for hides. Then I remembered what I’d found in the sandbar and I led them over there.

I’d found a couple of pieces of Indian pottery in the sand and I’d been wanting to dig so see if there was anymore. There was. We found a dozen or so pieces in just one little trench. I wanted to dig for more but Brad said he wanted to show the ones we’d found to his professor friend so we’d know whether it might be a site for him to dig. He said there probably had been an Indian village somewhere upstream and all the stuff was coming from there. He said it could be anywhere in the flat area behind our house but that covered a couple of miles of creek bottomland.

We lay around in the sand talking for a while and Arial asked Kenjiro about his family. I knew his father had been a captain in our navy but I didn’t know his great grandfather had been an admiral in the Japanese navy during World War II. He was dead but Kenjiro’s grandfather was still living and he was a college professor now but he’d been a diplomat for Japan for years. His mother had learned English while she was living in England with her family. I told them they’d better use good grammar if they were around her because she spoke proper English all the time.

Arial was leaning back against a big rock and I guess Brad got tired of lying propped up on his elbow. He crawled over and lay down with his head in her lap. She pushed the hair back off his forehead and he smiled up at her and she smiled back at him. It was so lovey-dovey that I couldn’t resist. I crawled over to Kenjiro and put my head in his lap. He took my cap off and pushed my hair back and we made kissy faces at each other until Arial threw a rock and hit me. It was just a little rock. 

After a while we horsed around a little. Arial swiped my cap and threw it to Brad so I tackled Brad. Kenjiro helped me out but we all ended up rolling around in the sand before I got my cap back. I guess the temperature had gotten up in the seventies because I got a little sweaty and sticky with sand. We were already a little wet and dirty from playing in the creek but it felt good to be outdoors and dirty. I just wished I could take off everything and roll in the creek and the sand naked but it was a little too cool for that.

I knew Brad and Arial wouldn’t mind if I showered in the basement with them but I didn’t know what they’d say if Kenjiro did it too. I crawled over to Arial and whispered in her ear and asked her. She whispered in Brad’s ear and asked him. He sort of shrugged and then just came right out and asked Kenjiro.

“Kenjiro, Arial and I are going to take a shower when we go back to the house. Would you and Kerry like to shower with us?”

Kenjiro looked at me and I knew he didn’t know what to say. 

“It’s OK,” I said. “I told you we all use the shower in the basement together. If you’re going to be my friend and hang around my house, you might as well get used to it.”

“Yeah, Kenjiro, you might as well get used to it,” Brad said. “It’s been hard for me to get used to it and it might be hard for you but we won’t let Arial get you like she got me.”

“Brad Weaver,” she said, “if you’re going to be like that, you three guys can just shower without me. You men are all alike.”

“Aw, come on, Arial,” I said. “He’s just teasing. I’ve told Ken-chan how we are about nudity. He’s going to come over lots this summer and use the pool with me. He might as well get used to seeing all of us naked.”

“I don’t know, Kerry,” Kenjiro said. “Arial’s cuter than my Japanese grandmother. It might be hard for me to shower with her around.”

Arial stuck her tongue out at him. “You’re just as bad as they are.”

We finally decided that we would shower together. Kenjiro did get a hard-on but so did I and then Brad got one too. Arial just kept looking at us and smiling and shaking her head and smiling. When she got through she got a couple of towels off the shelf and went to the door.

“I’m going to dry off and go upstairs,” she said. “You three little boys can just go ahead and jack off when I’m gone.”

As soon as she went out, Brad grabbed a towel and left too. He told us we could jack off without him because he was going to save his until he and Arial went to bed. Kenjiro just looked at me like he couldn’t believe what had happened. I just turned so the hot water was coming down on my chest and started stroking my dick. He watched for a little bit and then he got under the other shower and started jacking off too.

Mom and Dad were home when we went upstairs. I wrapped a towel around myself and just carried my shoes and clothes. I thought Kenjiro would follow my example and he did. I didn’t think he was quite ready to be naked around Mom and Dad.

We went in my room and put on sweats. I’d told him to bring some because that was what I like to lounge around in. When we were dressed, he looked at my twin-size bed and asked where he was going to sleep. I told him we were both going to sleep on futons on the floor. He looked at me like I was crazy and I told him we had some foam mats and I was going to put two side by side on the floor and then we’d use sleeping bags on top of them.

When we looked in the refrigerator to get something I saw a big pan of ribs marinating and I knew what we were going to have for dinner. Dad liked to marinate ribs in soy sauce and sweet vinegar and then barbeque them. We had a glass of milk and some leftover breakfast pastry to hold us until we ate.

Kavan and Kathryn came in a little after five from work and they were dirty and tired as usual. I asked Kenjiro if he wanted to go back downstairs and shower with them but he begged off.

We set up the folding table out on the deck and ate there for the first time this year. It was getting a little cool but it was nice to be outdoors. With eight of us, it got to be a little loud at times but Mom and Dad didn’t seem to mind.

When we went to bed, Kenjiro and I brought a couple of the mats up from the basement and put them on the floor in my room. I got a couple of sleeping bags out of the storage closet and found an extra pillow for Kenjiro. When I spread one sleeping bag down over both of the foam mats, he knew what I was doing. He spread his over the top and then we zipped them together in one big bag. We flopped down on top and talked for a while.

I told Kenjiro that Mom and Dad had their own bathroom but the others would use the one next to my room and he’d just have to wait his turn if he got up and the bathroom door was closed. I said Arial and Brad would be sleeping in the bedroom on the other side of the bathroom and Kavan and Kathryn would be sleeping together in the basement bedroom.

He said it was hard to believe my parents would let them sleep together and I told him some of how my parents were about sex. I asked him not to talk to the kids at school about Kavan and Arial and who they slept with because it was nobody else’s business.

After a while, I heard Arial’s door open and then somebody started peeing and I knew she and Brad were doing their pee and flush and brush routine. I waited until they went back in their room and asked Kenjiro if he was ready to use the benjo. He was and we did our pee and flush and brush routine together. When we started back in our room, I heard Arial say “Good night, Kerry. Good night, Kenjiro.” I tapped on her door and she said come in.

I opened the door and stood there with Kenjiro. Arial didn’t have anything on but a pair of panties. Brad was naked. They were changing the sheets on the bed. Brad turned around and looked at us.

“I don’t know why Arial can’t change her own sheets,” he said. “She always makes me do it every time I’m here.”

“I do not, Brad Weaver,” she said. “I just forgot it this time. You know I always put fresh sheets on the bed when you come over. And I always have to change the bed when you leave too.”

“Well, I can’t help it if you make a mess,” Brad said.

Arial grabbed a pillow and swung it behind her head.

“Good night, Arial. I love you,” I said, and quickly closed the door. I heard a pillow hit something on the other side. Then I opened the door again and said, “Good night, Brad. I love you too.” Brad was standing there with a pillow in his hand and Arial had her tongue stuck out at him. I closed the door quickly and pulled Kenjiro away. I heard another pillow hit something and then everything was quiet.

Kenjiro and I stood outside the door for a minute or so but we didn’t hear any more pillows being thrown, just somebody moving around. I went back in the bathroom and got a couple of small towels and wet a couple of washcloths. Kenjiro didn’t even ask me what they were for. He just smiled. He knew what I wanted to do.

I didn’t even ask him what he was going to sleep in. I just stripped naked and waited on him for a few seconds and then turned out the light. The light from my clock radio was just enough to see by. I slid in the sleeping bag and then held up the other side for Kenjiro to get in. We lay there looking at each other.

“I liked sleeping with you when you came to my house,” he whispered. “Did you like it?”

“Yeah,” I said, “I liked it too.”

“I’ve never really slept naked with anybody else like that,” he said. “I thought it would be sexy but it wasn’t really. It was just sort of warm and nice. I liked feeling you backed up against me.”

“Well, I’m just glad you didn’t try to fuck me.”

“I didn’t want to fuck you, Kerry. I thought it was nice to have a friend I could sleep with without worrying about that. When I turned over and backed up against you, you got a hard-on and I didn’t even worry about you fucking me.”

 He stuck his arm out and put his palm against my chest.

“I don’t see why guys can’t just be friends and touch each other without worrying about fucking each other and acting like queers.”

“Yeah, but if you put your hand on my dick you’ll feel a hard-on. What does that make me?”

“Shit, I’ve already got one,” he giggled. “It just makes me horny.”

“Me too.”

“Let me feel,” he said.

He moved his hand down and I grabbed it and pulled it to my dick. He wrapped his fingers around it and slid them back and forth a couple of times and then lifted my balls and held them in his hand. I reached over and found his dick and did the same thing.

“Is this the way gay guys feel?” he whispered. “It makes me all hot to feel your dick. Your balls are funny, the way they hang so loose.”

I felt his balls and they were different. They were soft and warm but they didn’t hang loose like mine where you could feel each one. His were sort of like one big something in his sack.

 “Shit, Ken-chan, I get all hot from everything. Lots of times my dick just gets hard and nothing made it do it. It was fun playing around with you and jacking off on each other. Is that the way you start being a queer?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “I got a hard-on in the shower and I wasn’t looking at Brad. Does that make me straight? Arial’s really sexy. I’ve always thought she was beautiful but she’s got a body that’s….I don’t know, I’ve never seen a naked girl who looks like her before. Is it OK if I get a hard-0n looking at your sister?”

“Shit, yeah, if you didn’t, I’d worry about you. Did you look at Brad’s dick tonight?”

“Yeah, I checked to see how Arial affected him. If I was about to get in bed with her, I’d have the biggest boner I’ve ever had. His wasn’t standing up but it wasn’t far from it. How do you keep from getting hard when you see her naked?”

“Sometimes I don’t. When we’re in the pool and horsing around and stuff, I guess I’m used to it and it doesn’t bother me. I can’t remember ever not seeing her naked. We were just raised that way. She’s probably seen me with a hard-on a thousand times.”

 Kenjiro moved over closer to me and I moved over a little closer to him until we were up against each other. He put his arm over me with his hand on my butt and pulled me up closer to him. He bucked his hips a couple of times against me and I did the same against him. I put my arm over his with my hand on his butt too. His skin was soft and smooth and I couldn’t feel any hair on his butt until my fingers were right in his crack and then I felt some sticking out. I pulled some of them and he shoved his dick at me.

“Is your asshole hairy?” I whispered.

“Yeah, is yours?” he asked.

He slid his fingertips down to the crack of my ass and traced up and down. I knew I didn’t have any back there yet. Shit, I didn’t have that much around my dick and my balls and there wasn’t any between my legs. I knew Kavan had lots of red hair between his legs but Dad didn’t and I’d always thought I’d be like him in a few more years.

“Let’s do something else,” Kenjiro whispered.

“What?”

“I’ll suck your dick if you’ll suck mine.”

“Yeah, and we’ll both be queers too.”

“You really think so? What if you like girls and you’d rather do something with them? Are you queer if you do something with a guy because you can’t get a girl to do it with?”

“Shit, don’t ask me,” I said. “I don’t understand all this stuff about being queer and what makes guys that way.”

“Me either,” he said. “If I could get me a girl and she’d let me do it, I’d have my dick in her in a second. Do you think girls don’t like me because I’m half Japanese?”

“Shit, Ken-chan, I don’t know. You don’t look different to me. Maybe your eyes are a little different but not that much. You’re a good looking guy. You’ll find a girl sooner or later.”

“Yeah, I hope so. I’m not fooling about this mixed race stuff, Kerry. It hurts about as much as being called a queer when somebody calls me a Jap. I don’t feel different. I’m just me.”

“Who says that?”

“You know. It’s usually the jocks or the rednecks. It’s not the ones I like. It’s not my friends.”

“Well, I hope not. You may be mixed race but we’re so much alike it’s funny. I hope we can be friends if we don’t kill each other.”

‘Yeah, me too.”

We’d been playing with each other’s dicks while we were talking and I guess that’s when I decided to do it. I slid down in the sleeping bag and kept my hand on his dick until I felt it bump against my chin. I opened my mouth and held his dick and wrapped my lips around it.

I didn’t try to make him come or anything like that. I just held his dick in my hand and sucked on the head real easy and ran my tongue around on it. I heard him take a couple of deep breaths and then he put his hands on my head. I just did to him what I liked to have done to me. He was real still at first and then he held me behind my head and started sliding his dick in and out a little. Then he pushed it in a little too much and bumped the back of my throat. I started to gag and pushed away from him and moved back up facing him.

“Damn, Ken-chan, don’t do that,” I whispered.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I guess it was just too good. Let me do you a while.”

“Have you ever done it before?”

“No, but I said I would. Roll over on your back.”

I did and he moved down in the sleeping back and I felt his hands and then his mouth on my dick. I put my hands under my head and just lay back and let him do it. Maybe he hadn’t done it before but he did OK. He just sucked on the head a little and then took his mouth off and jacked me a little and then did it some more. It was good but I’d had better. After a few minutes he came back out for air and he had sweat on his face.

“Shit, it gets hot down there,” he whispered.

“Yeah, you’re a pretty hot cocksucker,” I said.

“Well, fuck you, Kerry, you were pretty good yourself. You’re a cocksucker too.”

He sounded a little pissed. I hadn’t meant to make him mad. I knew guys didn’t like to be called cocksuckers. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his dick again.

“Yeah, well, I guess we’re both cocksuckers but I don’t really give a shit,” I said. “Do you?”

He lay there looking at me, no smile on his face, and I could tell he was really serious.

“I don’t know, Kerry. I like doing stuff with you but I don’t want guys at school calling you a cocksucker. I don’t want them calling me one either.”

“Well, we just won’t tell them. OK?”

“Yeah. I guess so,” he said. “Let’s both do it at the same time. You know, soixante-neuf.”

“Show off,” I said. “I guess you parlez-vous fucking Francais too, don’t you?”

“You know what it is, don’t you?”

“Shit, yeah, sixty-nine, you do me at the same time I’m doing you.”

“Well?”

“OK, but I don’t want you on top. I don’t want your dick shoved down my throat.”

We ended up side by side in opposite directions. I’d never done it but it was easy. He bent one leg and kept the other straight and I put my head on his thigh and his dick was right in front of my face. I did it too and he used my leg for a pillow.

I just did him like I wanted him to do me and I guess he did the same thing. It was like instant feedback because I’d do something and then he’d do the same thing but maybe better.

I liked the way he played with my balls while he was sucking my dick so I did the same thing and then tried to slide my finger back toward his asshole. Maybe he liked that except that he pushed harder and his finger pressed against mine. Damn, that was hot. Him sort of finger-fucking my asshole while he sucked my dick. He never stuck it in me but he didn’t have to, it felt so good.

I could feel myself getting ready to come and I didn’t want to stop but I didn’t know whether Kenjiro wanted me to come in his mouth and I knew I didn’t want him to come in mine. I pulled back and stopped and so did he.

“What’s the matter?” he whispered.

“I was about to come,” I said.

“Damn, me too. It was good, wasn’t it? I’m so damn hot.”

I was too. The room wasn’t that warm but I was sweating a little. I turned around and lay down beside him again. He reached over and wrapped his hand around my dick and just held it and moved his hand up and down a little.

“I’ll suck you some more and you tell me when you’re about to come and I’ll finish you off with my hand, OK?” 

“Yeah, I’m ready,” he said.

I rolled over on top of him and acted like I was fucking him. That felt good, my dick sliding back and forth against his dick and balls. I knew I was close to coming and I guess he was too. I moved down and he opened his legs wider so I could get my knees between them. I leaned over and put my hand around the shaft of his dick and my mouth over the head. I decided to try it like Arial had told me she’d learned to do it.

I pulled his foreskin back and down real tight and then sucked on the head and pulled my mouth up and off. Then I jacked it a couple of times and put my mouth back on and did it some more. He put his hands on my head again and I shook them off and he put them on my shoulders. I jacked him a little harder and sucked a little harder and listened for him to tell me.

He didn’t. I felt his dick jerk and something hot shot back in my throat and I pulled my mouth off. He shot again and it hit me on my cheek. I pulled back further, trying to hack up his come from the back of my tongue. It almost made me hurl and I coughed and hacked until I felt it move toward my mouth so I could spit it out.

When I could talk again, I was mad. “God damn it, Ken-chan, you didn’t tell me. You shit, you said you would.”

He was lying there in front of me, one arm across his face so I couldn’t see his eyes. His chest was heaving up and down and his stomach was sucking in and then relaxing. I still had his dick in my hand and there was some more of his come on my thumb and fingers. I wiped it off on his chest. He finally moved his arm and looked at me.

“What?” he said. He looked confused.

“You were supposed to tell me when you were coming.”

“Shit, I couldn’t stop it. I tried but it was just too damn good.”

I just stayed there on my knees, almost over him, looking at him. I was breathing hard too but it was because I was mad.

“I’m sorry, Kerry. I didn’t know it could be like that when somebody sucked me off. It was just too damn good to stop.”

He grinned at me and I couldn’t help it; I grinned back. I waited a little longer for my breathing to get back to normal.

“I’ll suck you off too,” he said. “I guess that’s fair.”

I thought about it and I wanted him to do it but I decided to just do it myself. I wrapped my hand around my dick and started jacking it real slow. Kenjiro watched me and then looked at my face. I did it for a minute or so more and then I felt myself coming. I leaned forward with my hand in the center of his chest and did it a couple of more strokes and then shot right at his face. He shut his eye just in time because I laid down a string across one side of his face.

He didn’t move for a minute and then he used one finger to wipe my come away so he could open his eye. He grinned at me again and I grinned back.

“Damn, you sure shoot a long way for a little kid,” he whispered. 

I used my thumb and forefinger and milked out some more of my come. It just hung there on the end of my dick. I moved forward like I was offering it to him and I guess he thought I was. He bent his neck forward and opened his mouth so I straddled him and moved up so he could get to my dick again. He put his mouth around the head and sucked it and looked up at me. After a little bit, I flopped down beside him. I couldn’t think of anything to say and I don’t guess he could either.

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Some of my computer components were delivered to Andersen Security on Monday and the rest on Tuesday. Dad brought them home and we started assembling it on Tuesday. I wanted to do it in a hurry so I could start using it but Kenjiro made me go slow. He said I needed to learn what we were doing so I could so it myself when I wanted to. He made me read all the instructions and then tell him what we were supposed to do. We finished it up on Friday night and loaded software on Saturday. Dad gave me a pile of stuff and Kenjiro gave me some. I felt like my heart was going to jump out the first time I rebooted it with everything loaded but it came up OK with no problems. Kenjiro said that’s the way it is when you take your time and do it right.

I asked him to stay for dinner Saturday night and then spend the night but he said he had to get home. He said his Mom always fixed a real Japanese dinner at least once a month and he couldn’t miss that. He asked me to go home with him and spend the night instead. He said he had lots more software and I could have a copy of most of it. He said we needed to think about how we were going to communicate, whether it was IM or VOIP. I knew what instant messaging was but he had to explain VOIP. I knew I had a lot more to learn. 

I wanted to stay and start doing something with my own computer but I could see he wanted me to go home with him. From the way he talked, I could tell he really liked it when his Mom fixed a Japanese dinner and he wanted me to eat with him and his family. I asked Mom and she said OK but I had to be back early on Sunday morning because they had some plans for Sunday.

I’d have never gone if I had known what was going to happen. I guess I expected we’d fool around again when we went to bed but I didn’t  know we’d do what we did. We played around doing stuff for a long time and I got so hot doing it I wasn’t thinking with my big head. I was just following the lead of my little head and it got me into trouble. I knew I’d done something I shouldn’t have just after we did it and I woke up a couple of times during the night and thought about it. Then when I was riding my bike home early on Sunday morning I guess it really hit me that I’d been stupid.

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I leaned more about using my computer Sunday night and then Monday and Tuesday afternoon. Mom had to tell me to study my schoolwork and she doesn’t usually do that. I was fooling with my computer but I was really thinking about what I’d done on Saturday night with Kenjiro.

On Wednesday night, I decided to go to bed before my usual nine o’clock bedtime. For three nights in a row, I hadn’t been able to go to sleep like I usually do and I’d tossed and turned, thinking, for an hour or so. Mom says it’s my responsibility to get up at six for school and she won’t call me. On Monday morning, she’d dragged me out at six fifteen. On Tuesday, she’d sent Arial to make me get up. On Wednesday, Dad had the chore. I hadn’t heard the alarm go off once. Dad said I had to make sure I could get up by myself or else he’d do it and I wouldn’t like his solution.

I was in bed, quiet, lights off, before nine but it didn’t do any good. My brain wouldn’t shut off and leave me alone. It just kept going back to the same thing over and over and I didn’t know what to do so I wouldn’t keep thinking about it and regretting it.

I looked at the clock at nine twenty and again at nine thirty-five. I wanted to talk to somebody but I didn’t want to tell them what was bothering me. I decided to see if Arial was still awake, reading like she usually does before she goes to sleep.

The light was shining under her door so I tapped a couple of times. She told me to come in and I opened the door quietly and slipped in. She was propped up on a couple of pillows, the old quilt on her bed pulled up to her waist, reading a book. She had on her light-pink flannel nightgown and she was beautiful like she always is.

“What do you want, Squirt?” she whispered.

“Is it OK if I get in bed with you so we can talk?”

She flipped back the quilt and sheet on one side for me and smiled at me.

“Sure.” 

I crawled in the bed and started to lie down next to her but I knew that wasn’t what I wanted. I rolled over on my left side and snuggled up to her with my right leg over one of hers and my right arm around her waist. That still wasn’t exactly what I wanted either so I moved down on the bed a little and then leaned over a little and put my head on her breasts. That was what I wanted. 

“Do you need mothering, little boy?” Arial whispered.

I didn’t answer. I just lay there, taking deep breaths, smelling her, her Arial scent that I’d known all my life, with a little shampoo and soap and maybe toothpaste thrown in. I turned a little so my face was between her breasts and I almost felt like crying. I pulled myself up tighter to her and tried to hide myself in her. She put her hand behind my head and her arm over my shoulders.

“What’s wrong, Kerry?” she asked. “Talk to me.”

I shook my head no and that was nice, bumping my nose against her breasts on each side. I took some more deep breaths, breathing in the girl smell of her.

“Is something bothering you?” she whispered.

I shook my head yes this time and that was nice too.

“I can’t talk about it,” I whispered, with my face against her nightgown. I almost wanted her to take it off but I knew that wasn’t what I wanted from her. I didn’t even really know what I did want.

“Is it about Leigh?” she asked.

I turned my face sideways against her breasts so I could talk better.

“Naah, everything’s OK there,” I said. “Kirk asked her to go with him, you know like boyfriend and girlfriend. She’s going to the mall movie with him and some other kids. If I just stay away from her, I think she’ll dump me some time soon.”

“Well, what is it then? Have you done something wrong?”

“I don’t know, Arial. Sometimes I don’t know what’s right and wrong. I guess it’s like Dad said – sex can make fools of us all.”

She was quiet for a minute or so.

“You’ve done something with somebody and that’s bothering you?”

“Yeah. I keep thinking about it.”

“Is it Kenjiro? Have the two of you been fooling around?”

“Yeah.”

“You’ve been jacking off with each other?”

“Yeah, we even jacked off on each other.”

“How did you do that?”

“We were wrestling and pillow-fighting and we ended up with him straddling me. We both did it at the same time. We both made a mess on my chest and stomach.”

“You and Brad did that to me, Kerry. I liked it. It was fun.”

I lifted my face up from her breasts and looked her in the eyes.

“Arial, tell me the truth, was it OK for me and Brad to fool around when I was playing with you and him? You know, when we started sucking each other’s dicks, d0 you think it’s OK for guys to do stuff like that?” 

She looked at me for a minute or so. Her eyes were squinted a little and she had a wrinkle between her eyebrows.

“Kerry, you’re asking the wrong person. I’ve never been able to understand why people are the way they are about that. I like to do it to Brad. I like to get him all hot and see how good I can make it feel to him. It gets me all hot too. I’ve done the same thing to you and I liked it. Was that OK with you?”

I couldn’t help but smile thinking about when she’d done it for me.

“Yeah, it was more than OK. You’re the first one who ever did that. I couldn’t believe how good it was.”

“It didn’t hurt you, did it? You didn’t feel bad about that, did you?”

“Naah, I felt great. I guess I felt like I was just growing up and learning what sex was all about.”

“Then what’s worrying you? If you and Kenjiro do it and you like it, I don’t see why you worry about it.”

I decided maybe I could look her in the face while we talked about it. I propped up on my left elbow, put my right arm over her waist, and pulled up closer to her so my leg was over both of hers and my crotch was pressed against her hip.

“Shit, I like it, alright. I just don’t want anybody to find out about it. I don’t want the guys at school calling me a queer.”

“Is that what’s really bothering you? Not so much what you’ve done but what somebody else might think if they learned about it.”

“Yeah, what if Mom or Dad found out about it?”

“I don’t know, Kerry. They’ve always told us not to be ashamed of anything we did if it was just sex.”

“Did Brad ever say anything to you about me and him fooling around, you know, what he thought about it?”

“Yes, he mentioned it when we were at the cabin. He knows we’re just playing when we get silly with each other like that. He thought it was funny when he got me and you confused and he kissed you. The only thing he was worried about was what effect it might have on you.”

“What do you mean?”

“He was worried about whether stuff like that might make you grow up to be gay. Remember how mad he got when that jock called him a fag. He likes you; he doesn’t want people treating you like that. I told him he didn’t need to worry because you liked girls. I told him you’d had sex with a woman and he guessed Ms. Lauren when we spent the night over there.”

“You didn’t tell him about the night you spent with Luke and I spent with Rachael, did you?”

She put her right arm under the cover and slid her hand up and down on my thigh. I hadn’t come in her room to play around but I wasn’t about to stop her.

“No. Maybe I will someday. You liked learning about sex with them, didn’t you?”

“Sure, what’s not to like? I know I like girls. It’s just that it was fun to fool around with Kenjiro too. What does that make me?”

She laughed. “Normal, I guess.”

She moved her hand away from my thigh, pulled up the top of my thermals, and put her hand under the bottoms. I started to back up a little so she could get her hand in front but she slid it over my hip and curved her fingers around on my butt.

“Don’t laugh, Arial. I didn’t tell you about everything we did.”

Her face got serious again. “Tell me.”

“You sure you want to know? It’s kind of dirty.”

“That’s OK. Come on, tell me.”

“We fucked each other.”

She looked at me and her face slowly went from being serious to a big smile.

“At the same time? Damn, I wish I could have seen that.”

“No, damn it, you know what I mean. I did him and then he did me.”

“And that’s what’s really bothering you, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. I just wish I hadn’t done it. You know, you get all hot and bothered and you don’t think about what you’re doing except that it’s fun and it feels good. I can’t sleep ‘cause I keep thinking about it and wishing I hadn’t done it.”

“Did it feel good?”

“Yeah, have you and Brad done it?”

“Not like that.”

“You’re not going to tell anybody, are you?”

“Of course not. If it keeps bothering you, I think you ought to talk to Dad. I’ll bet he could help you with guy stuff like that.”

I moved my arm away from her waist and up until my hand cupped under her left breast. I loved the way she felt, all soft and warm to my hand under her flannel nightgown. Then I realized I was about to get sidetracked and I hadn’t come in her room to play with her. I moved my hand back down to her waist.

“Arial, I didn’t come in her to fool around. I didn’t mean to bother you. I just wanted to talk to you. Sometimes you help me make sense of stuff.”

She put her other hand under the cover and on top of mine and pulled it back up to her breast. She started moving the other one around on my butt and letting her fingertips brush up against my balls from behind.

“Kerry, can I tell you a secret?” she asked.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Girls like to fool around too. You’re one sexy man, Joe.”

“South Pacific.”

“Yeah, you’re Joe Cage.”

“And you’re, what’s her name, that oriental girl?”

“Liat.”

“Am I really sexy?”

“Kerry, you came in here in that gray thermal underwear, hair all messed up, some nice little bulges in front - you’re sexy. You’re very sexy. You’re beautiful and you’re sexy.”

“I don’t know. Sometimes I just feel like a tall skinny kid who doesn’t have any muscles.”

“Kerry, you’re never going to be a football player but you’ll fill out after you grow up. Dad’s always been nice to look at but he’s got beautiful muscles now that he works out. You’ll grow up to look like him.”

“I hope so. Do girls really like to fool around, you know, just like guys do? You don’t do it just to please us?” 

 “I don’t know about other girls. I like it. Is your dick getting hard?”

“Yeah.”

“Can I feel it?”

I moved back away from her hip a little so she could slide her hand around under my thermals to the front. She cupped her fingers around my balls and her thumb around my dick. I didn’t say anything; I just lay there and waited for my dick to get hard the rest of the way. It didn’t take long.

“Can I feel you?” I asked. She pulled her hand out of my thermals.

“Uh, huh, lift your leg?”

I did and she pulled her nightgown up, lifted her butt off the bed, and pulled some more until it was around her waist. When I put my leg back down over her, I could feel the silky texture of her panties. She caught my hand in hers and pushed mine up under her nightgown. I slid it up until it was cupped under her breast, just soft warm skin with a hard little nipple under my thumb this time. She stuck her hand back in my thermals and wrapped it around my dick and balls again.

“I really didn’t come in her to fool around, Arial.”

“That’s OK. I want to. Would you let me do what I want to?”

“I guess so. What?”

“Let’s get naked. Then you straddle me. I want to jack you off so you come on me, like Kenjiro did on you.”

“Shit, Arial. Do you really want to do that?”

“Yeah.”

“If you jack me off, can I do you afterwards?”

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

“OK.”

I rolled away from her, pulled d0wn my underwear bottoms and kicked them off my legs and at the same time she pulled off her panties. When I sat up to pull my top off, she pulled off her nightgown, and we ended up naked, grinning at each other. She flopped back down on her back and held the cover up and away from her.

“Come on,” she said. “Get on top of me.”

I rolled over and straddled her and then held myself up over her on my knees with my arms straight. She reached down with both hands and held my dick with one and cupped my balls with the other. I looked her in the eyes.

“Arial, do you think we’re ever really going to do it?” I whispered.

“Do what?”

“You know, make love with each other. My dick in your pussy.”

She was quiet for a while, just looking at my face. Her hands were soft and warm on me. 

“I don’t know, Kerry. In my dreams, you’ve already done it. Would you really like to do it?”

“Yeah, I would. I know Mom and Dad have always said we could play around with each other as long as we didn’t do that. I’d still like to do it with you.”

“Maybe someday, Kerry,” she whispered. “For now, Brad knows he’s the only one who’s doing it with me. If I did it with you, I think it would cause me problems. Maybe not like your problem with Kenjiro but I couldn’t lie to him about doing it with you.”

“Can I just lie down on top of you for a minute?” I whispered.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

I eased down on top of her and felt my balls settle between her legs, my dick press against her stomach, my chest against her breasts, and my face just inches from hers. She put her hands on my buns and pulled me against her a little. I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. I wondered if she could feel it. I held still on top of her just looking in her eyes, wondering if she’d really let me do it someday.

“Would you like to kiss me, Kerry?” she whispered.

“Yeah.”

I turned my face at an angle to hers and brought my lips down against hers. At first it was just lips against lips and then I felt hers open and her tongue touched my lips. I opened my lips and we played tongue tag for a minute or so. My heart was pounding even harder. I pushed my dick against her stomach and slid it back and forth a little.

She turned her head away from me, eyes closed, breathing almost as loud as I was, and just held still and let me dry-fuck her for a minute or so. Her hands on my butt pulled against me as I pushed against her.

“Kerry, I think we’d better stop,” she whispered. “If we don’t, somebody’s going to get fucked and I think it might be me.”

I stopped and held still.

“Yeah, you’re right,” I said. 

I pushed up over her and started to move off her. My knee bumped her legs and I felt her open her legs a little. I put my knee down between her legs and she looked up at me, staring in my eyes. I looked back into hers and moved my other knee over and put it between her legs. She moved her legs a little further apart and brought both hands back between us, holding my dick and balls again. I started lowering my self back down on her.

“Don’t, Kerry.” She whispered, so low I could hardly hear her. “We’ve got to stop.”

I stopped. I closed my eyes and tried to start thinking again. I wanted to do it. I wanted to feel me inside her, me part of her, me joined with her. But I knew she was right. I swallowed hard, took a couple of deep breaths, and pushed back away from her. I moved my knees back on each side of her so I was straddling her and she brought her legs back together. She reached down and caught my dick with one hand and cupped my balls with the other. Maybe I couldn’t fuck her in that position but it was nice to have her hands on me.

“Yeah, I know,” I said. “I love you and I want to do it with you but we can’t.”

“Kerry,” she whispered. “I love you but I love Brad too. I don’t want to screw up what I’ve got with him.”

She started sliding her hand back and forth on my dick, sort of pulling on it, while she cupped my balls with the other. I shut my eyes and let her milk me. She kept at it, just slow strokes and squeezes, just like she was milking the come out of me. I opened my eyes and looked down at her. She was smiling up at me. I shut my eyes again and let her do it.

“You’re not jacking me,” I whispered. “You’re milking me.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yeah, it’s good.”

“You’re about to come, aren’t you? I can feel your balls drawing up.”

“Yeah. Just a little more.”

I kept my eyes shut, straddling her while the world went away and all I knew was my dick and balls and her hands. When I started coming, I held my breath while I squirted down on her again and again.

“Wow,” somebody whispered.

I opened my eyes and looked down again. She had little white strings and puddles all the way from between her breasts down almost into her pubic hair. I looked at her face and saw her smiling up at me. I smiled back at her.

“Did you like that?” I whispered.

“Yeah, it’s hot. Is that the way it was when Kenjiro came on you?”

“Yeah, it was hot.”  

“I like to see you squirting like that. When you do it, your face looks like you can hardly stand it.”

“Girls like to see guys come like that?”

“Yeah, I do. Would you sneak back in the bathroom and get me a washcloth?”

I rolled off her and off the bed. I tiptoed into the bathroom and groped for the washcloth I’d used when I’d showered. It was still there. I rinsed it under the faucet and wrung it out and then went back in her room, as quietly as I could. She was still lying on her back and my come between her breasts and on her stomach was glistening from the light on her nightstand. I sat down, leaned over her, and started to wipe up my mess.

“Damn, Kerry, that’s cold.”

I hadn’t thought to warm it. When I jacked off on myself, I usually just wiped off with a damp cloth or towel and it didn’t bother me if it was cold.

“Sorry.”

“That’s alright. Do you see your underwear? You need to get in bed.”

“I can’t. I’m not through yet. I want to do you.”

“You don’t need to do me, Squirt. I’m OK. You go to bed.”

“Oh, come on, Arial. You agreed. You said I could do you after you jacked me off. It’s your turn now.”

“Oh, OK, but can you pull the cover back over us. I’m a little cold.”

I did and then moved back close to her, on my left side again. I slid my hand down her stomach until I felt her little patch of silky hair. She lifted her legs and spread them and I slid my hand down and around until it was cupped over her pussy. The skin on her stomach felt a little cold but between her legs everything was hot. I looked at her and saw she had her eyes closed and a little smile on her face.

“Hold my hand and show me how you like to do yourself,” I whispered. “Tell me what to do.”

She put her hand over mine and pressed it against her. My middle finger was centered over her slit and I felt the little lips there separate and then felt the damp heat of her. She felt for the first two fingers on my hand and wrapped her fingers around them.

“Just use two fingers, on each side of my nubbin,” she whispered. “Just rub around in a circle sort of easy like.”

That was a new one to me. I’d never heard a girl’s clit called a nubbin. I didn’t know what it meant but it seemed like a good name for it.

“Has Brad been rubbin’ your nubbin?” I asked, as I started doing it.

She smiled and didn’t say anything. I kept doing it, just moving my two fingers around and around in a little circle, feeling the soft little lips there rolling to my touch. I couldn’t feel her nubbin but I knew it was hard to find sometimes until it swelled a little. She pushed my hand down and around her pussy and I felt the hot wetness of her again.

“Put your fingers in me and get them slippery, then rub some more.”

I did what she said and she kept her hand on mine while it went round and round. Then she added something new – she pushed my hand downward again until my fingers slid into her and then pulled them back up slowly between the lips of her pussy and I felt the little bump of her nubbin. It all seemed so simple, go round and round and sometimes down and up.

I moved up closer to her until my dick was pressed against her hip. It was hard again and I tried to brand her with it.

“I’m going to shove my big dick in your cunt,” I whispered in her ear.

“OK, do it,” she said.

“I’m going to fuck you from behind and get your asshole cherry.”

“OK, but don’t hurt me.”

“I’m going to fuck you ‘til your little cunt’s raw.”

“Do it.”

“I’m going to squirt a gallon of come in your little pussy.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

“Can I suck your tits?”

“Yeah.”

She pushed the cover down a little and waited while I looked. Her little breasts were soft mounds but the nipples were standing up and red like hard little dicks. I leaned over and took the closest one in my mouth.

It seemed like trying to rub my stomach and pat my head at the same time but I did it. I kept my fingers going round and round and then in and up while I sucked on the hard little nipple. I could hear her breathing louder and I knew she was getting close. After a minute or so, I felt her tighten the muscles in her hips and stomach, just like I do when I’m coming. When it hit, she grabbed my hand and pushed it down and around between her legs again. I guessed what she wanted so I pushed two fingers into her cunt as deep as I could. I held my hand still while I felt her contractions squeezing again and again on my fingers.

When her pussy stopped squeezing, she pulled on my arm and I slid up and over her until I was halfway on top of her again. I kissed her softly on her cheek and her lips and then I put my head beside hers, my face buried in her hair. We stayed like that for a minute or two until her breathing slowed back to normal and she relaxed again.

“I really didn’t come in her to fool around with you, Arial,” I whispered in her ear.

“I don’t care, Kerry,” she said. “I wanted to fool around with you.”

“Would you really like to have my dick in your pussy?”

“Yes, but not tonight. You need to go to bed.”

“Will you wake me when you get up?”

“OK.”

I found my underwear bottoms under the cover at the foot of her bed and my tops on the floor beside her bed. I put them back on while she watched. Then she put her nightgown back on while I watched. We were both grinning at each other. I guess we both knew we’d been a little naughty and maybe almost done something else.

“Arial, I wish we’d been born twins,” I said. “It would’ve been nice to be all naked and wet and warm in Mom’s womb with you.”

She grinned even wider. “I know, Kerry. I love you too.”

“I envy Brad,” I said. “I think he really loves you too. I hope he’ll always make you happy. If he hurts you, I get his left testicle.”

“Kavan still gets his right one?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said.

I turned and started out the door. 

“Are you going to talk to Dad,” she whispered.

“I guess so,” I said. “I’ll think about it. If I can’t handle it, I’ll talk to him.”

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I slept OK on Wednesday night and Arial didn’t have to call me the next morning. I’d programmed some new wake-up tunes on my alarm clock and, when it started playing The Beatles’ I Want To Hold Your Hand, I got up feeling better than the last couple of mornings. But then Thursday night the same old crap started running wild in my thoughts and I had another bad night. I was almost afraid to go to bed on Friday night but I turned in before ten even though I didn’t have a bedtime when we didn’t have school the next day.

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Can’t go to sleep! What the fuck? Lay here and squirm. What time is it? Damn, almost eleven o’clock.

SHIT! How could I be so stupid? Really screwed up. Fun while we were doing it, now I feel like crap. Guess that’s what Dad meant letting my dick do my thinking for me. Just like a little kid, can’t handle it, damn it!

Oh, fuck. Why worry about it? It’s done. Just hope he doesn’t tell anybody about it. Kenjiro’s a good guy. He wouldn’t, would he? Shit, I don’t know.

Damn, we agreed. I said I’d do anything he would. He even let me do him first. Couldn’t chicken out when it was his turn to do me.

Pretty damn good when I had my dick up his ass. Good as when I did it with Rachael. Fucking in the ass, you can’t tell whether it’s a girl or a guy, anyway. Little lube and it slides right in. Bet it’s tighter than a virgin’s pussy. Wouldn’t know. Never had my dick in one of those. Every cunt it’s been in already broken in some.

Him bent over like that, ass sticking up, not much difference anyway. Stick my dick in an inch lower, could’ve been in a cunt. Little higher, asshole. ‘Cept he didn’t have a cunt. Just his balls hanging down there.

He was tight though. Guess he wasn’t lying when he said nobody had ever done it to him before. Damn, it did feel good. Holding him by his hips, sliding it in and out slow like that, good fucking.

Guess I’d have come in his ass if he hadn’t stopped me. Said I wouldn’t do that if he let me. He said it too. Damn hard to stop. Said it was his turn, didn’t want to stop, he said come on, Kerry, stop. 

I didn’t want to let him do me. Yeah, I did. Curious, I guess. Wanted to know what it was like. Well, I found out. Little KY on his finger, slid it right up my asshole. That wasn’t bad. Kinda felt good. Sliding his finger in and out. Didn’t hurt. Didn’t think his dick was going in. His was hard, bone hard, like mine gets. He said relax, he wouldn’t do it if it hurt, hard to relax. Then when he pushed, it popped in, didn’t hurt. 

Funny, laying there on my back on the futon, him holding my legs up in the air. My dick sticking up over my stomach, so hard felt like it was going to bust. Did what he told me, held my balls up so he could see where to stick his dick. Funny, his dick’s the same size as mine. Figured mine didn’t hurt him, his wouldn’t hurt me. It didn’t.

Guess I didn’t think it would feel so god damn good. Him sliding it in and out slow like that. After a while, it felt like he had it all the way in me and I was filled up. Made me feel like I had to come, wanted to so bad. 

Started jacking my dick, couldn’t stop. Just shut my eyes and did it harder and faster. Then when I felt it coming, never felt anything like that, come lots of times, best one ever, like my dick’s squirting my balls out. Squirted all the way up to my neck.

What was it he said? Damn, Kerry, you really do squirt a load for a little kid. Couldn’t help but giggle. Then open my eyes. He’s right. White puddles right down my chest and stomach. Big load all right.

Then he starts fucking me again. Breathing so loud I could hear him. Still felt good. For a while, afraid he’d come in me. When he jerked it out and started using his hand, glad he did. He was close. Didn’t take him but a few strokes and he squirted another load out on my chest and stomach. Shit, he shot off as much as I did. 

Him kneeling there between my legs, smiling down at me. Guess I was smiling back at him. Yeah, it felt good. Damn good. Liked it. Then just as soon as I shot off, felt bad about doing it. Didn’t want to let him know. So I smiled back anyway. Funny, seeing his come mixed up with mine on my stomach, that was hot. Then seconds later,  feeling like I wished I hadn’t done it. Wonder how he felt.

Shit, don’t know how I’m supposed to feel. Yeah, it was fun. Felt good when I was fucking him. Felt good when he was fucking me. Just wish I hadn’t done it. Feel like shit now. Can’t go to sleep. Why did I have to be such a goddamn fucking idiot?

Oh, fuck, if I start crying again I’m going to go in the toilet and flush myself down.


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