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Amanda Loves Kyle

By

Romany.

(T/g oral, voyeur, M/F, T/T)


My name is Amanda Petersen. Petersen is my married name. My
maiden name doesn�t matter but this is a story about part of my
life as I was growing up. When I was 11, nearly 12, my mother
decided I needed to learn a musical instrument. I was sent to Mr.
Robbins to learn to play the piano. Mr. Robbins turned out to be
a pedophile that used his position to prey on the boys he
tutored. As I had not yet reached puberty, had short hair and
dressed as a tomboy, Mr. Robbins took me for a boy and seduced me
into sucking his large penis. Sometime shortly after this scary
yet exciting event, Mr. Robbins got busted when one of his pet
boys spilled the beans and he was put in prison. As I was a girl,
nobody ever thought I may have been molested as well. Because I
felt it was daring and exciting, I never told anyone. As I never
knew about Mr. Robbins arrest at the time, I never knew he was
the pervert he turned out to be. I moved on in smug silence that
I had participated in something thought to be so wrong, yet I had
enjoyed it.

KYLE

Kyle was the same age as my brother Thad. They were sixteen and
best buddies. Kyle was me heart throb; my hero. My dad and Kyle�s
dad had been at college together and when they both married, they
kept their friendship going so our two families were very close.
So much so that we often took holidays together. In the early
days after trying one or two holiday venues; when our folks only
had Kyle and Thad respectively, and as the rest of us kids came
along they settled on the Winnipesauke region of New Hampshire.
We camped beside one of the smaller lakes that made up that
lake�s catchments. Kyle had a younger sister and brother. Megan
was quite a lot younger than Kyle at nine, and Jeremy was seven.
In our family there was just Thad and I. It was on the next
summer camping holiday after my experience with Mr. Robbins, that
I went through another rites of passage in my journey from
preteen to teenager. Kyle�s dad Jeff Clemens had a partner called
Bob Riddiford. This summer he had invited the Riddifords to
accompany us. My father wasn�t as keen as he�d met Bob and
thought he was a wise guy. He never admitted his reticence to
Jeff so we were now three families congregated around a series of
tents and trailers. The Riddifords had a teenage daughter called
Kaye who was fifteen, and a son called Gary who was my age. Gary
was a geek and I spent most of my time avoiding him. I was pissed
that he somehow came to think we were paired off, if only by age.
My mother thought this was a laugh and soon most of the adults,
and Thad and Kyle, teased me about Gary to. I was utterly
stricken at the thought of it.

One afternoon we were all to go over the lake in the three boats
we had between the families. Dad had already left with a group of
the kids and Mrs. Clemens in our boat. I was in a shitty mood
with everyone over them yet again teasing me about Gary so I
slipped off into the woods and sulked. Mom did not travel with
either dad or Bob Riddiford and was fussing and complaining they
didn�t have enough barbeque things and food, when eventually Jeff
came over to mom and insisted she get herself away in Mr.
Riddiford�s boat which was just about to follow dad. Jeff laughed
at her frustrating herself and shooed her down to the lakes edge
saying he would gather the rest of the food and barbecue goodies
and follow in his boat. Jeff kind of bullied mom in a good
natured way and though she was a little exasperated at his
attitude, she relented and left. I stood watching from about
twenty feet away, sitting on a fallen log and peering through the
undergrowth. I wanted someone to miss me and for them to come and
find me. But they didn�t miss me so I sulked even more. I saw mom
pick up a small cooler and head off towards the lakes edge to Mr.
Riddiford�s boat. I figured that sooner or later they would miss
me and mom and dad would get pissy with me when they realised I
had not crossed the lake with everyone else, so I thought I�d
best wander back to the camp and hitch a ride on Jeff�s boat. But
as I stood to walk back out of the woods, I saw Mrs. Riddiford
come around behind the cooking tent the families had set up. She
stood and peered around the corner until mom was out of sight and
I heard her call to Jeff. He turned and waved her back and went a
few yards towards the lake. I could just hear the noise of
Riddiford�s boat and realized they were heading off across the
lake to join dad and the advance load of our families.

Jeff heard it to and turned quickly and trotted back to the cook
tent and went behind it to Mary Riddiford. They ran towards each
other and started kissing. They went at it like drowning people
going for air. I realized I was nearly upon them so I pulled back
and crouched down. Jeff had pulled her back to the edge of a
small clearing between me and the camp area and she was pulling
her shorts off. I figured they came into the woods in case anyone
decided to come back to the camp area for anything they might
have forgotten. Well�they did it. Right there on the ground, no
more than a couple of yards from where I crouched in the woods.
At first she stood and opened his flies and he had his hand
between her legs inside her panties with her shorts around her
ankles. After a short while like this, she kneels and I know she
is sucking his penis. She has her back to me and he his running
his hands through her curly blonde hair and when he�s not looking
down at her he stands with his head back and his mouth open and I
can hear him quietly moaning and say �yeah, oh yeah� and �oh shit
Mary that�s fantastic.�  I could vaguely make out her sucking
noises I was that close. After a few minutes he pushes her head
back and looks down at her and he�s grinning and say �let�s not
waste it� and she draws him over to a grassy verge on the edge of
the small clearing. I watch as she slips her shorts off her
ankles and then she pulls her panties down; well it�s her bikini
bottom actually. She throws the shorts onto the ground and
deliberately lies back on them, as if they were a small blanket.
Then I saw him strip his shorts off and start to kneel over her.
I knew they were going to have sex.

Mrs. Riddiford was lying with her head towards me in the woods
and I could only see her raised knees. Jeff stood in front of her
between her legs and that�s when I saw his erection. It looked
big but on balance I think Mr. Robbins was bigger. But then I had
seen his up real close! Jeff then kneeled and after she held him
for a short while at one point, I saw him settle on top of her
and she wraps her legs around his hips and holds his shoulders
while he braces his body weight on his arms locked either side of
her head. I realised they have started fucking, and the pause
Mrs. Riddiford held Jeff for was her putting him into her. I knew
what they were doing was wrong and I felt so bad for Aunty Nancy
Clemens especially as she was our best friend. I couldn�t care
less about Mr. Riddiford and how he might feel knowing his
partner Jeff was fucking his wife. For some reason I was sure
this was not their first time either as I could hear them talking
quietly as they had sex and I just knew this was almost routine
to them in what they were doing and what they were saying. Like
as if they were married to each other; not somebody else. Then I
heard him gasping saying how so much he�d waited for this and she
starts to make gasping and grunting noises and she seemed to
cling to him for dare life; and he was starting to grunt and gasp
louder and I could hear snippets of words as they both grunted
and moaned and I watched as Mr. Clemens seemed to pummel his hips
at her and she rolled her head back and I could hear her almost
crying. I knew they were both cumming.

My mouth was dry and as they slowed and clung to each other, I
was aware my hand had crept between my legs and I was kneading my
sex. A warm feeling had slowly crept up on me but I was so
enthralled at what was happening that I did not consciously know
I was playing with myself. I never had an orgasm or anything like
that but I at this point in my sexuality I did not really know
what arousal was or would be like. My session with Mr. Robbins
was all scary excitement; not sexual arousal. Of that much I was
certain, even then. I waited until they put their shorts back on
and they tidied themselves up. I heard Jeff say they had best
take a few bits and pieces and head off to catch the rest before
someone realized they were together. I heard Mrs. Riddiford say
that she was sure her husband Bob was oblivious to anything
between her and Jeff but he said it was best not to arouse
suspicion anyway. I watched them gather up a few bits and pieces
and they dropped the flap on the cook tent and tethered the
corners to keep critters out and they walked down to the lake
carrying the few items they would say they had to gather up which
is why they were a little late. I realized I was the only one
left and I now needed to come out from the bush. I took a deep
breath and stood up and walked quickly out of the woods. I was
about twenty feet behind them and started a light run and called
out.

�Wait. Wait for me�Mr. Clemens�wait,� I called.

They both froze in their tracks and turned and looked at me
running towards them. They looked stricken. Mr. Clemens composed
himself and spoke first.

�Amanda! Where the heck have you been?� he said almost scolding
me. �I thought you had gone with your dad or with Mr. Riddiford.�

Of course he hadn�t thought of me at all. He had no idea who was
with who. He just assumed he and Mary Riddiford were alone. She
looked very worried. She looked from me to him and I could see
the question mark in her expression. She was wondering where the
hell I had come out from. I sensed he thought that to but they
both had to bluff that they had just stayed to gather up stuff
that had been overlooked.

�Well come on. We�d best hurry as everyone will be wondering
where we got to,� he said trying to be nonchalant.

�And what we were doing,� I added and started to walk ahead of
them.

That should give them food for thought. I could be a little bitch
sometimes. Thad often told me that. They said nothing to me all
the way across the lake to where the rest of the troupe had set
up a small camp for the afternoon. I sat in the back of the boat
and looked at their backs as they stood at the console as Jeff
steered. I knew they were whispering to each other about where I
might have been and if I saw anything but they could not quiz me
too hard in case I became suspicious as to why they were so
interested in my whereabouts. They might tip me off something was
amiss even if I knew nothing. That was a risk they would not want
to take. I suspected they decided to just tough it out and hope I
had seen nothing. Of course it wasn�t the sort of stuff I could
openly tell either mom or dad. I might be able to tell Thad but
he would just call me a liar to think Mr. Clemens, who he really
liked, was a cheater. And of course saying anything to Kyle was
out of the question. When we arrived and mom saw me, she
chastised me for running off. She threatened to ground me if I
continued to show such willful disregard for her and dad; both
worrying about me around �all this water� as she put it
dramatically. As if I�d go off and drown.

I did a quick count of the assembled family members and noted
Kyle, Thad and Kaye were missing. The younger Clemens' were
building small forts and channels in the coarse sand at the
lake's edge and Gary was standing on a rock about fifty feet
along the lake shore with a small fishing pole in his hand. Mom
and Mrs. Clemens had set up the barbeque tables and were
arranging vegetables and cold cuts and dad was standing at the
barbeque and setting it going. Bob Riddiford was in his boat and
seemed to be doing some maintenance or small fix-it job. He
stepped out and cheerily proposed a beer and wine for the adults,
now Mary and Jeff had arrived. Thankfully this distracted mom and
she let my absence go and Jeff Clemens and Mary Riddiford drifted
noticeably away from each other. The group seemed to take on some
casual normality and I felt out of the fire with mom�s wrath. I
wondered where Kyle and Thad and Kaye had got to. I was aware
that instead of Gary and me as boyfriend-girlfriend, as we were
being teased, it was Thad and Kaye; though they went to the
utmost extremes when around everyone, not to have anything to do
with each other in camp. They hid their secret feelings for each
other really well. But I knew about them for two reasons. I know
my brother well and could sense his interest and it was obvious
to me she was silently returning his interest. I also heard Kyle
arguing with Thad about it the night before; that Kaye was coming
between them and she was just a kid and she was fat, and other
reasons Thad should drop his interest. I didn�t believe Kyle. I
sensed he was just as interested in Kaye who certainly wasn�t
fat. She was quite pretty if a little voluptuous in a nice curvy
way. Apart from her youthful face, she had a very mature figure a
lot of older women would be proud to have. She had her mother�s
blonde hair only long and straight like a California beach girl
type. And she only had eyes for Thad. I couldn�t see why. In my
mind Kyle was far more hunky than my dickhead brother. So
wondering where they were, trying not to be noticed going off
again, I slowly walked away from the camp along the lake shore.
Yes I could also be willful as well as a little bitch!

I hadn�t gone far when I saw another group of people about a
hundred yards along the lakefront. This was a popular arm of the
lake this time of year. Not wanting to encroach in their space, I
circled away from the lake�s edge and found a natural trail
through the woods. I could sense the lake was on my left now I
had turned a wide arc and I was idly wandering through the woods
about twenty yards back from the shoreline when I heard a noise.
I stopped and listed. There it was again. It was a female voice
quietly giggling. I crouched and strained my ears trying to get a
sense of direction but also I did not want to be spotted standing
in the open wooded area. I sensed the sound was further inland to
my right so I slowly, still in a crouch, waddled towards it. I
came across a row of thicker undergrowth and carefully maneuvered
myself through it. It was quite a wide band of undergrowth and I
had to zig zag unevenly to negotiate it and finally stopped when
I realised I was almost on the source of the giggling. I froze
when I could see it was Kaye. Well the backs of her legs at
least. She was now talking quietly and I heard another voice. I
flattened out on my stomach and crawled a few more feet and as
the scene opened up, I could see Kaye fully now, standing with
her back to me. I realised Thad was standing in front of her.
They were in a clinch and kissing. She obscured him mostly with
her frame but it started to dawn on me that she was stroking his
penis. I could see one of her hands curled down between their
bodies and once or twice when they broke their kiss, I saw Thad�s
face and he had his head over her shoulder with this excited look
on his face. She was giving him a hand job. After a while Thad
stood back a little and I saw Kaye suddenly adjust her feet and
seemed to brace herself. She leaned her head on his shoulder and
I could see his face with this wide eyed look. I realised he had
his hands in her bikini bottom. I was somewhat frustrated at
seeing them from the rear; much like I had watched Mary Riddiford
and Jeff Clemens not an hour earlier. I was excited and wanted to
get a better view, so I stooped low and quietly moved around the
undergrowth until I came around side-on to them. I was only about
ten or twelve feet away. But being directly opposite was also at
a point where the undergrowth was thickest so I had to lie down
to peer under the thick bushes. But it gave me a good view.

Almost as if to acknowledge I was set to watch, Kaye drops to her
haunches and Thad�s hand slips out of her bikini. He gives a
startled look of disappointment that he�s lost his feel on her
sex but she looks up and smiles and I hear her saying �this might
cheer you up� and with a little laugh, she goes down and sucks
his penis which I could now clearly see waving over the top of
Thad�s knee length baggy beach shorts. �Oh geez� I thought. �Is
this to be twice in one day that I see the Riddiford women
sucking cock?� I blushed at my crude thoughts. For about five
minutes I watch Kaye give my brother head. And it becomes
apparent even to a novice like me that she has done this before.
She sucks face down for awhile then eases off and looks up at him
and licks it and she smiles before she takes it in again and
sucks quite a lot of it in her mouth. All the while one hand is
holding it at the base and the other holds the waistband of his
swim shorts below his cock and balls. Thad has his hands in her
hair and is standing just like Mr. Clemens did. Sometimes with
eyes shut and head back with his mouth open and other times
looking down at her mouth moving over his cock. I reach back
between my body and the ground and start to rub that area I�ve
learned is nice to rub when sexy thoughts come to me. I don�t
fully realise it but I�m learning the art of subtle masturbation.
My quasi-religious upbringing still inhibits me a little, when it
comes to actually touching my bare sex and playing with myself. I
found it easier to suck Mr. Robbins penis than touch myself
deliberately. But I was giving in to the new sensations that were
slowly filtering into me as my budding sexuality began to stir.

After about five minutes Thad puts his hand down and eases Kaye
off his cock. I hear them talking softly but don�t know what they
are saying. Kaye stands and he quickly pushes his hand down her
bikini bottom and I know he is feeling her up. This is quite
exciting and I am feeling all loose and warm. She slowly jacks
him and even though he is fingering her and his face looks full
of concentration, she scans the small area they are standing and
then whispers something to him and he looks almost shocked and
then smiles. She pulls away, still holding his cock and turns and
slowly lowers herself to the ground. Thad nearly stumbles in his
excitement to stand astride her legs and starts frantically
pulling his shorts down. Omigod! They are going to have sex.
�Thad you stupid shit you�ll get her pregnant� my head screams.
As Thad is scrambling his beach shorts off, Kaye is lying down
now and quickly lifts her hips and she is removing her bikini
bottoms, just as her mother did earlier. Thad moves like
lightning and moves to mount her but she pushes him back and says
something. She is arching her back and holding her butt off the
ground and he reaches for his discarded shorts and hands them to
her and she puts them under her butt and sinks back on them.
�Like mother like daughter� I think, recalling Mary using her
shorts to stop her ass from getting dirty. She is ready and she
offers her hands to him and opens her legs, drawing her heels up
towards her buttocks. I watch my brother lower himself between
her legs. He is obviously holding himself and she takes his
shoulders and after the same pause I saw with Jeff Clemens and
her mother, I sense rather than see that Thad is slipping his
cock into her. As he slowly flattens out and puts his hands
either side of her head to support his body weight, I see his
face all intense in concentration and slowly his butt starts to
undulate as he starts having sex with her.

If they were perfectly positioned for me to see the blow job Kaye
was giving Thad, they had now moved and oriented themselves such
that I could only see Kaye�s raised left leg and Thad�s right
buttock, and their upper bodies. I could not actually see their
contact point. Cursing this bad position, I quietly circled back
towards where I had crawled from, so I could look right up
between there legs. This way I hoped to actually see them joined
at their sexes. As I twisted around and crawled like an alligator
waddling on land I poke my head through the thicket to the small
clearing I had been watching the blow job from before they
coupled for sex; and I froze. Kneeling no more than three feet
away from me, cock in hand and jacking himself, was Kyle. He
looked intense, and his tongue was sliding over his bottom lip
and he was flicking his erect cock with one hand and holding his
beach shorts waistband clear of his balls with the other. He was
concentrating so much on Thad and Kaye screwing he did not see me
off to his right; my head just poking through the lower part of
the thick bushes. As I lay transfixed watching Kyle play with
himself, I became aware that Thad and Kaye were now making sex
noises; Kaye was �oohing� and �aahing� quietly and Thad was kind
of hissing and muttering unintelligible words as he was screwing
Kaye on the ground.

I was trapped. Whether to slither back and watch Thad and Kaye or
stay still and watch Kyle? Kyle was my crush, my hero. I had had
this crush ever since I can remember. My juvenile sex thoughts
always seemed to centre on Kyle and here he was with his cock in
hand spying on his best friend having sex. I just knew it was
Thad�s first time as well. So Kyle would know this to. Imagine if
Thad knew his best friend and sister were watching as he lost his
virginity! I bet Kaye wasn�t a virgin. She looked too
accomplished at getting Thad between her legs for it to be the
art of a novice. I wondered if Kyle was a virgin too. Instead of
staying put or slithering back, I don�t know what possessed me
but I slithered forward. I was about two feet from Kyle when he
suddenly turned and saw me lying crouched on my stomach with my
hands out ahead of me supporting my crawling body. He froze for a
second or two and then a look of complete horror came over his
face. �Oh God nooooo� he groaned quietly. He may have been
surprised by my appearance but he was savvy enough to know he
couldn�t raise his voice as Thad and Kaye would hear. He started
a scramble to put his cock back in his shorts. From somewhere I
summoned extra strength and propelled myself forwards to cover
the two feet in an instant and he was taken by the speed of my
movement and froze; just long enough for me to reach a hand out
and snare his cock that he was frantically trying to conceal back
in his shorts.

I had him. He was frozen to the spot, as much in total surprise
and humiliation as to the discomfort he was now feeling as I had
grasped him rather too tightly as I used my hand-hold to lever
myself completely up beside him. I thought he was about to burst
into tears, such was his humiliation. I instantly realised we
could both be revealed to Thad and Kaye if his natural instinct
to recover from this demeaning encounter caused him to stand or
try to break away. I don�t know what possessed me but my instinct
to preserve our secret hiding saw me suddenly lower my head and
take Kyle�s stiffy into my mouth. If he was stunned by my arrival
and fastening onto his cock, he was lost the minute he felt my
mouth close over it. I say lost because it didn�t seem to take
him long to adjust to the situation; and rather than to fight me
off as I think his first instinct was, he seemed to calm down and
as I started to repeat his own earlier jacking of his cock. And
with the swirling of my tongue making progress on his senses, I
felt a hand tentatively come to my head and within thirty seconds
of my assault, he had both hands on my head and he was now
starting to breathe deeply and evenly with an occasional stifled
�ah� escaping his lips.

Of course this wasn�t my first time sucking a man�s penis; well
in Kyle�s case, the erect penis of a sixteen year old boy. He was
by no means anywhere near as big as I remember Mr. Robbins, my
music tutor�s, cock. But it was still a nice size and I quickly
felt it was too big to get it all in my mouth, which I had heard
men liked. I had had some discussions on boys and sex at school
so I had a few facts and myths already, to go with my one time
experience with my music tutor. I mimicked Kaye as I lifted my
head and looked up at him while licking the underside of it and
then lovingly rubbing it against my face. Kyle looked down with a
sort of goofy look on his face and I took him back in my mouth.
By concentrating on sucking Kyle, I had sacrificed all chance of
seeing Thad and Kaye joined at the sexes; fucking. On the couple
of occasions I looked up Kyle was staring through the thicket,
obviously watching Kaye and Thad at it on the ground. I did
realise when Kaye and Thad finished as I became aware of Thad
gasping and crying out in a stifled voice so as not to attract
attention of any would be hikers on the natural trail about
twenty feet lakeside of us. I missed the culmination of Thad
losing his virginity. I could not hear Kaye at all and in
reality, my own smacking of lips and sucking was the dominant
sound to me. But almost the instant Thad had obviously
ejaculated, Kyle�s hands increased their pressure on my head and
he started to move his hips slowly as I sucked eagerly at his
stiff cock. If I had the initiative at the beginning, his
obviously rising passion took that away from me; and towards the
end he was holding me firmly and sort of fucking my face as he
corrected the rhythm I had established, to his own rhythm as he
led up to cum. I knew this point from that one time with Mr.
Robbins, and just as I was then, I was helpless to do anything
other than keep the hand anchored to the base of his cock to stop
Kyle pushing past that point into my mouth, and gripped my lips
firmly around the shaft. Kyle came and I clung on for dear life;
knowing if I pulled back I would wear it which was the greater of
two evils to me. I didn�t want another cum bath on my clothes. I
kept my mouth clamped around him and felt the flood of his semen
in my mouth. I let the cock slip back a little to make more room
for the rapidly rising salty tide, and just when I feared it
would be too much, and some go down the wrong way and cause me to
start coughing, he thankfully finished and pulled himself from my
mouth.

I gasped at the sudden evacuation of my mouth and immediately
started to gulp the semen down and swallowed. All the while still
holding his cock and trying to remain calm while working my mouth
to exorcise the cramp and the salty taste all at once. He was
gasping when he came; stifling it so Thad and Kaye would not
hear. He was almost sobbing in an effort to contain his natural
yearning to cry out as the pleasure of ejaculation flowed over
him. I was still half crouching half lying as I held his still
erect cock and as I sought to draw myself up more into a kneeling
position, he deliberately reached for my hand and took it from
his cock. I was surprised and felt as if he had chastised me
somewhat for holding it. He almost nonchalantly slipped it back
into his shorts, and adjusted the waistband back around his gut.
He stared briefly into the gap to see what Thad and Kay were
doing and without a word or a glance at me, he slowly eased to a
stoop and he waddled this way through the bushes and quickly
vanished from my view. I was crushed. Not a look of gratitude,
not a smile of appreciation from him. Just a �get your hand of
it� tug at my wrist and all tucked in and gone. Instead of rising
up to kneel beside him to maybe get a kiss or even cop a feel, I
lay half crouched as I had been while sucking him. He had left
almost as if he was in a huff with me. I felt the tears well up
and soon I was sobbing silently. Crushed by his ingratitude and
indifference to what I might be feeling about him and what I had
given him. As I wiped the tears with my bare hands I looked in
Kaye and Thad�s direction and I could see her pulling her bikini
bottom back up and Thad already had his shorts on. Once she had
tidied herself up they held each other and kissed passionately
and then hand in hand, slipped through the bushes away from the
clearing and out of my sight.

I waited about five minutes and composed myself. Kyle�s leaving
that way had left me hurt and saddened. I slowly stood and half
stooped like Kyle as I struggled through the undergrowth and
eventually came out onto the natural trail. It was deserted in
both directions. I slowly headed back to towards our base camp.
When I arrived, mom saw me and immediately started to growl me
for sneaking off again. Dad looked at me sternly but soothed my
mother�s words as he was embarrassed as everyone was staring at
me as if I was some juvenile delinquent. To make it worse, Kyle
was sitting by his dad with a paper plate and a hamburger and
scanning the scene, Thad and Kaye were almost on opposite sides
of the group, likewise eating food. I noted their burgers were
barely touched so they hadn�t beaten me back by much. Mom thrust
a burger and drink at me with a scowl and I traipsed over by dad
and sat down on the ground to eat. I felt totally defeated. I
couldn�t win. There was Jeff Clemens and Mary Riddiford who had
had sex at the main camp; right before my gaze. There was Kaye
and Thad looking like they had nothing to feel guilty about; and
of course Kyle who had let his twelve year old family friend blow
him. Yet I seemed to be the villain in the midst of apparent
integrity and family values.

Mom made me gather up everybody�s paper plates and wax paper cups
after we had eaten. It was sort of penance. As I circled past
Jeff Clemens he stared at me intently as if trying to read my
thoughts. �Cheating bastard� I thought, trying to engage him by
telepathy. I moved on and felt him watching me. When I came to
Mary Riddiford sitting next to Nancy Clemens I stood and stared
at her as Mrs. Clemens took both their empty plates and brightly
smiled at me and patted me on the arm.

�Don�t worry dear. Mom will be Ok. You�re a lovely girl and she
won�t stay grumpy with you for long. I�ll make sure of that,� she
said in a deliberate whisper so Mary Riddiford would know she was
a saint on my behalf.

I looked at Mary who deliberately stayed looking at Nancy, to
avoid looking at me.

�Mrs. Riddiford you�ve got a dirty mark on your bikini bottom,� I
said sweetly, half ignoring Nancy�s magnanimous attempt to act as
an advocate on my behalf with my mom.

She jumped when I spoke to her and turned and looked stricken at
what I said.

�Wha�what are you saying. Where?� she stammered and stood and
turned to look at her behind.

Nancy looked at me and then peered at Mary�s butt and the looked
up at Mary.

�No it�s fine Mary,� she said reassuringly, then looked at me.
�It�s fine dear. You must have been mistaken.�

�Oh..." I purred sweetly. �I must have been mistaken. It�s just
that I thought I saw a mark when we were back at the main camp,�
I continued innocently.

I gave a nod of my mistake in Mary�s direction and moved off with
the pile of paper plates and plastic cutlery for the trash bag. I
smiled smugly to myself. She looked absolutely shaken by my
comment. She would be desperately trying to decide if I knew
something or not.

�Serves you right you bitch� I thought as I traipsed around the
group. �How can you sit and talk to Auntie Nancy when just an
hour earlier, you fucked her husband in the woods, you callous
slut.�

I pointedly avoided Gary the geek on my trash round. As I put the
trash in the trash sack we always took on outings with us, mom
sidled over and glared at me.

�You are riding for a fall young lady,� she hissed at me. �That
was very rude of you missing Gary. There�s no need for you to be
so rude,� she continued in a hushed tone.

Dejectedly I finished that chore and a few more that mom found me
as punishment. By that time the group had split between dad and
Bob Riddiford�s boat to go trolling with the fishing poles. I
elected to stay behind and help as Jeff Clemens would take mom,
me, Nancy Clemens, and Kyle and Megan who had opted out of
fishing, back across to the main camp. I think mom was a little
pissy I volunteered to stay behind as I think she wanted to ban
me from going fishing as punishment. I had wrested that decision
away from her with my indifference to a boring slow ride around
the lake, dragging fishing lures. On the ride back I sat at the
back of the boat on the other side of the outboard motor to Kyle.
He looked out the side of the boat as we sped back to camp. I
knew he was deliberately ignoring me. I felt more melancholy than
really hurt. Sort of saddened as I truthfully knew he was
regretting what had happened. I knew it was right he should
regret it as by all normal rules it was totally wrong. Once back
mom made me go and change out of my bathing suit and help her
start to prepare potatoes and a large salad for dinner. I was
bemused at her. It was only about four o�clock. We�d eaten lunch
at two and here she was preparing dinner. I sensed she felt that
if she didn�t do it, Nancy Clemens and Mary Riddiford would drift
aimlessly doing not much and it would be late before anything was
cobbled together. I knew mom felt a little left out; knowing the
Riddifords and Clemens were just as close as us and the Clemens.
Two�s company, three�s a crowd as they say. I knew that�s how
Kyle was feeling about Thad and Kaye.

While it had been an eventful day the adults decided to have a
small party. We were to leave the day after tomorrow and tomorrow
would be spent starting to prepare for departure the following
day. They congregated in the Riddifords large trailer as it had
most room. I wasn�t interested as they were playing cards. Little
Jeremy Clemens was asleep in his parents trailer and occasionally
his sister Megan was dispatched to check he was OK. Gary
Riddiford had thankfully given up on me and he was also keen on
watching the card game; sitting by his mother and helping her. By
now Thad and Kaye had let their relationship become a little more
obvious; they apparently shared a pole on the boat when trolling
and the adults seemed to think this was a nice budding romance.
They sat outside on two folding chairs chatting and laughing and
giggling. Careful not to get too close, and obviously now they
could not just disappear as this would raise some concerns. On
the evidence of their coupling in the woods today, parental
concern would be well founded. That just left Kyle and I at loose
ends, I had no interest in cards and the withering looks Mary
Riddiford was giving me made me realise I may have gone too far
with my teasing. I slipped away from the camp and went down to
the lake shore and sat in the pale moonlight. For such a
watershed day in my life, it was particularly anticlimactic with
all the crap pushed at me by mom. If she only knew�and I could
never tell.

I was startled by a noise behind. I stood and peered into the
gloom of the woods behind me and Kyle came into view.

�What are you doing? You gave me a heck of a fright,� I chuckled
nervously.

�Nothing,� he mumbled morosely.

He wandered down past me and picking up a stone, threw it with
some force out into the lake. He repeated this a few times and
then turned and looked at me.

�I see your brother is well set,� he said somewhat snidely.

�It�s a little more than well set,� I corrected him. �Seeing them
today��

He turned back to the lake and snorted his objection.

�He�s a stupid bastard,� he growled. �He�ll knock her up.�

I had briefly thought of that as I saw the two of them getting
ready to do it earlier this day.

�Maybe she�s on the pill,� I offered in defense of Thad with
Kaye.

I don�t know why I should defend them but Kyle�s attitude was
clearly one of jealousy and that as a counterpoint to how little
he obviously thought about me, made me feel I had to support my
brother at least.

�Oh yeah right,� he scoffed. �Like her mother would go for that,�
he laughed as if it were a stupid suggestion.

�Lots of girls are on the pill for other than birth control
reasons,� I explained, recalling a neat conversation mom and I
had some months earlier; her first �birds and bees� talk with me.

He turned quickly, surprised by what I said. He thought about
what I said then stepped towards me, juggling some pebbles
between his hands.

�How so?� he inquired.

�Well�she might have irregular or painful periods. Or maybe she
had bad acne at some point,� I explained remembering what mom had
told me. �Sometimes girls just through puberty have estrogen
imbalances which can cause acne or bad periods, and the pill is a
way of compensating,� I said somewhat sagely.

�Really?� he asked with genuine surprise.

�Of course. So�if Kaye was on the pill for say, bad periods, she
would know she can�t get pregnant. I mean she wouldn�t want to
have sex if she thought Thad would get her pregnant, would she?�
I offered as a reason for them going the whole way.

�Fuck he�s a lucky bastard,� he snarled and turned and violently
threw the pebbles into the lake.

He went to walk off and I stepped forward and took his arm.

�Kyle what about us?� I blurted out. �What about what we did? I
liked it. I know you did. We can do it again,� I said quickly,
lowering my voice in case someone may be near.

�You�re just a kid,� he sneered. �It shouldn�t have happened.�

He moved to walk off again.

�It isn�t much different whether it�s a kid�s mouth or a
teenager�s mouth though is it?� I shot back bravely. �It ends the
same.�

He stopped and looked at me. His face slightly screwed as he
digested my words. I could see he saw I had a point. If his deep
seated moral rejection of what he had let me do earlier today was
paramount, he would have simply stalked off in his obvious fit of
jealousy over Thad with Kaye. But he had paused and was clearly
considering what I said. I felt I had the advantage and as if to
press my point, I literally pressed the palm of my hand against
his cargo shorts crotch, feeling the lump of his penis as I
groped him. It was the moment of truth. Today it was me taking
advantage of his already racing sexual tension. Now he was at a
low ebb and I was once again making the play. Me �the kid� as he
put it earlier. I held my breath. He flinched briefly but didn�t
run or try to fend my hand off. I saw him close his eyes briefly
and his mouth formed a word but he was silent. I knew I had him.

�Oh shit Mandy,� he groaned. �This is wrong,� he stammered
quietly.

It was a forlorn statement as I was already on my knees pulling
at his flies. He had barely got the words out when my hand snaked
into his shorts and I felt his cock which already was semi hard;
probably due to the rubbing on the outside of his shorts. He
sagged at the knees and groaned �oh fuck� under his breath as I
slipped him into my mouth. I knelt and worked him steadily;
jacking him and swirling and sucking his cock. Taking no more
into my mouth than I was comfortable with and using my fist
wrapped around him to ensure no more than I was comfortable with
could be pushed in if he became agitated and highly aroused. In
fact Kyle was actually very aware of the situation, not just
abandoning himself to erratic lust.

�Mands, off the beach�we need to get off the beach,� he gasped
quietly at me.

My heart soared when he called me �Mands�. Thad called me that
when he was buddy buddy with me. Not Amanda, or Mandy, but Mands.
He was right. We were more than obvious to anyone who approached
from the clearing towards the camp; easily visible in the watery
moonlight. He moved cautiously back towards the stand of beech
trees on the edge of the lake and I slowly rose to my feet
without letting him go, and we shuffled back off the small pebble
beach. There was a small bank about a foot high which was the
forest floor level and he stepped up backwards, towing me holding
his erection, and once abreast of a sturdy beech tree, he circled
slowly around it so he had his back to it with the lake shore
behind us. I clung to him as delicately as I could without
hurting him if possible; and eventually he lowered himself to sit
at the sloped base of the tree. I simply lowered myself onto my
knees, feeling the spongy ground around the base of the tree
trunk with my knees. I lowered my head as if to graze and took
him into my mouth. I resumed where we had left off and slowly
sucked him to another wet wild orgasm. This time he pushed hard
back into the tree and lifted his hips as he stifled one groan
after the other as he came hard into my mouth for the second time
that day. This time he held me head hard down on his cock and as
he bucked his hips, more of the length invaded my mouth such that
I could not hold the copious amounts of semen he seemed to have
generated since that afternoon.

This time it spewed out the sides of my mouth and I also caught
some in my esophagus and had to pull away urgently to cough;
holding a hand over my mouth as I coughed raw semen through my
fingers and it splattered back at my face. Even though I could
not see it, I just knew it had splattered down onto my sweat top.
I sat back on my haunches and as quietly as I could I tried to
regain my composure and stop the spluttering. I was aware the
semen was everywhere by now; in my throat, on my face, the inside
of my hand and splattered on my top. Probably even on the thighs
of my cargo shorts as I knelt back on my haunches. The aroma of
semen was strong and I was panicking about this tell tale
evidence on my person. As I was pondering what to do to identify
and clean myself off, Kyle slowly edged his way up the tree and
stood leaning against it as he tucked his cock into his shorts.
Without a word he turned and stepped down onto the beach and
vanished. Still kneeling, I pitched forward and put a hand
against the tree base and broke down and sobbed in hurt and
sorrow at my situation.

�Bastard,� I sobbed as my nose streamed and my mouth dribbled as
I bent forward and blubbed inconsolably, trying to be as quiet as
possible despite the hurt I felt.

�Bastards all of you,� I said more loudly, and sobbed once more.

�You fucking bastards all of you,� I screamed at the top of my
voice and then realised what I had done.

They would here. Maybe not actually hearing my words, but the
piercing scream I had uttered my abuse on. I panicked and
staggered to my feet.

�Oh fuck what have I done,� I sobbed, realizing I was about to be
found hysterical and soaked in and stinking of Kyle�s semen.

We were all doomed. It would come out why I had semen on my face
hands and clothes and I just know that the whole story would come
out about Kyle, me, and Thad and Kaye, this afternoon. And maybe
I would fold under duress and tell what I had seen with Jeff
Clemens and Mary Riddiford? I staggered to the small pebble beach
and pitched straight into the lake and went under.

Bob Riddiford got to me first. I deliberately went under at least
three times; waiting for the inevitable arrival of worried
adults. By now they were all ranged along the beach, my mother
crying and rushing waist deep to help Bob get me out. Of course
once the obvious danger was passed and I was cuddled and
corralled back to our trailer, the stern faces of my parents told
me this rescue wasn�t to go without some form of punishment. My
mother reminding me of her concern I would fall into the lake
after I went AWOL earlier that day. Of course the water removed
all smell and traces of Kyle�s cum. I noted for his part, Kyle
never joined the gathering that had arrived on the back of my
scream. The bastard! The next day I was virtually tied to mom all
day as we went about cursory preparations for bugging out. The
Riddifords had a fancy trailer and their preparation to pack up
was really rather easy. At some point during the afternoon Bob
Riddiford announced they thought they might get going. I noticed
Mary Riddiford standing near their trailer staring at me. She was
really spooked by me, I could tell. She must have thought I was
unstable.

So that was our holiday as a family threesome. The next time we
went there were just us and the Clemens as always before. I
overheard mom ask dad why the Riddifords weren�t joining us that
following summer and he said that Jeff and Bob had had some sort
of serious falling out; so much so that Bob had branched out on
his own, after dissolving his partnership with Jeff Clemens. I
just knew Mr. Riddiford had found out about Mary and Jeff�s
affair.

To my continued frustration, Kyle and I had a two year affair of
oral sex. Confined to me going down on him. At first it was
intermittent. Opportunistic; sometimes at our place when Thad was
not around, or sometimes at Clemens�. Over the next two summer
camping trips, we regularly slipped off and I would service him
with my mouth. As I went through puberty, my feelings for Kyle
became more apparent as I sensed a change in me that brought warm
feelings of near arousal when we were together. On my fourteenth
birthday I sucked him in our basement while the adults partied
upstairs. By now I had berated him so many times about running a
soon as he came, that he was hanging around uncomfortably for at
least five or ten minutes before managing the situation to a
comfortable close. Of course I was never comfortable about the
close and he was eighteen I was fourteen with real boobs, pubic
hair and a yearning to have him touch me as I touched him. This
day I promised him my virginity and earnestly went so far as to
suggesting we could do it on Saturday when I knew our families
were committed one way or the other that afternoon. I had some
condoms my friend heather had given me. Kyle astounded me by
breaking down and sobbing. What came next was an outpouring of
guilt and grief over our two year sexual relationship. Instead of
hopefully copping a feel and maybe letting him get into my pants
the following Saturday afternoon, he sobbed saying he would stop
this madness forever and that he would feel guilt for the rest of
his life. I had had the opposite affect on him. I burst into
tears and stalked out and off up to my room. Leaving the big wuss
blubbing in the basement.

Of course I got over my anger towards his rejection. It still
hurt like hell. I felt I was attractive and now I was a young
woman. He just thought of me as his best buddy�s kid sister that
he had defiled some how; and abused my family�s trust. It got
worse. Jeff and Nancy and kids turned up one Thursday night with
a bottle of champagne and announced that �Kyle has done us all
proud. He�s enlisted in the marines.� Kyle was leaving for boot
camp in seven days time.

�You stupid fuck,� I blurted out and fled to my room sobbing.

No one said boo! It was like a bomb had been dropped, and they
were all stunned waiting for it to explode. Mom quickly followed
me to my room, but instead of bursting in all anger and
retribution for my behaviour, she slowly came and sat on the bed
and stroked my hair.

�You think you are in love with Kyle don�t you sweetheart,� she
said gently.

�I AM in love with him mom,� I screeched into my pillow.

I calmed somewhat feeling I must look pathetic to her. I turned
to her.

�Oh mom�I am in love with him,� I wailed. �I�ve been in love with
him ever since I can remember he existed,� I sobbed and she took
me into her arms and cradled me as I sobbed my heart out.

It was bad enough he kept rejecting me beyond the obvious oral
sex, but now I had spooked him into enlisting to get away from
me. I hurt so badly. I wanted to tell mom why he was really
enlisting but I couldn�t. I was absolutely distraught at where we
had come to. She calmed me down and I stayed in my room. She went
back to the celebration and I just know she explained my outburst
such that our close families would understand. Maybe even that
idiot Kyle might see what he was doing to me. She was a great mom
really. But she would do it so Kyle would see I was just scared
something might happen to him. Actually she was right. I was
worried something would happen to him. He�d meet some other girl
and she�d get to suck him and he�d do it with her. It had been
torture knowing the girlfriends he did have over those two years
we started our sex. I wanted to scratch all of their eyes out.
Worse was when he actually dared bring two of them by when he
came to pick up Thad. He said it was to show everyone that he had
a girlfriend; to deflect any thought there might be something
between him and me. I had to admit it was a sensible thing to do
as we had had one or two close shaves with members of our
families. Ones that did bring puzzled looks at our peculiar
behavior when pretending nothing was amiss. Nancy Clemens came up
to see me before they left. I bawled again and she cuddled me and
said mom had told her how I felt about Kyle.

�Oh Auntie Nancy make him stay. Don�t let him go,� I cried into
her shoulder.

�I can�t darling,� she smiled down at me as she cuddled me.
�Uncle Jeff and I are so proud he wants to serve his country. But
who knows? Kyle may just realize later on that the woman he is to
be with has been right under his nose since childhood.�

�Right under his cock and balls for the last two years� I wryly
thought later when I had composed myself and accepted the
inevitable.

�When he�s finished his service and you have gone to college,
well dear�four years age difference is nothing when you are young
adults,� she crooned at me.

Kyle finished his service in a body bag. He was one of the few
casualties in Desert Storm and the liberation of Kuwait.
Tragically he was a victim of friendly fire when his unit was
accidentally bombed by a British airplane. When we heard he had
been killed I went into deep depression for several days; I still
believed my offering of my virginity at fourteen was the catalyst
for his enlisting. Some three years later when I was at college,
shortly after Thad was engaged to his now wife Louise, we sat in
my dorm room when he had dropped me back at college following
their celebration party. After we opened a few beers I confessed
to him how Kyle and I had watched him screw Kaye Riddiford in the
woods. And how I had caught Kyle jacking off and gave him a blow
job. I went on to admit I had continued with Kyle and also of the
conversation when I offered Kyle my virginity. Thad sat almost
impassive and listened to my story. I finished and he sat in
silence for some thirty seconds or so and then looked at me.

�You were not the reason for Kyle enlisting,� he said quietly.

�How can you say that,� I answered sharply. �You could never know
the pressure I put on him,� I said.

�Because Kyle was running away TO someone not from you,� he said
quietly. �Kyle was gay. He said he knew he always was gay but
never knew how to deal with it or come out. He just hid it and
tried to be normal�like me I guess.�

I sat stunned computing this bombshell; befuddled by two quick
bottles of beer.

�How do you know this?� I asked finally.

�He came out to me,� he answered. �Oh not in the gay sense he
came onto me� but�well we were best buddies so who else but me to
confess to? I sort of suspected but never ever had the courage to
broach it with him. But shortly after he and Helen Taylor broke
up in his senior year of high school, he confessed he�d fallen
for Helen�s twin brother Greg. Greg was gay too. He was also in
the closet but came on to Kyle and Kyle fell for him.�

Thad paused and took a drink from his beer.

�Anyway he and Greg had an affair while Kyle was dating Helen and
this put them in a terrible bind. It was during this confusion
with his feelings that he came out to me,� Thad said staring at
the wall opposite, as if remembering. �They both decided to
enlist,� he said simply. �That would get them both away from
their families to the same place. They already had planned
different colleges so that would have split them up. The Marines
was somewhere they could get an education and be together. It had
a �don�t ask don�t tell policy� on gays so they though this would
be OK.�

I sat staring at the floor taking in what Thad had told me. We
sat silent for a few minutes.

�Did you ever suspect Kyle and me?� I asked.

He chuckled.

�No. You�ve really got me there Mands,� he laughed. �Wow. You
horny little baggage you,� he chuckled and put a light horse bite
on one of my knees. �And you saw me and Kaye Riddiford? You
disgusting pervert,� he laughed.

I giggled.

�I saw my big brother lose his cherry,� and I pinched his leg
back. �Tell me, was it any good?�

�You should know you sneaky bitch, you were there�oh�no�that�s
right, and you were kneeling with my gay pal�s dick in your
mouth. At twelve, not quite thirteen years of age�you hussy,� he
laughed and fell back against the wall.

�Maybe he was hard looking at your spotty naked butt,� I giggled.
�I just came along and provided the release. Maybe he thought my
mouth was yours.�

We were both a little drunk but the possible truth in my words
hit us both together. Of course he had never known about Kyle
watching him with Kaye until just now. He saw the possibility of
Kyle�s true feelings for him, as I did. Maybe that was the case.
Just maybe�Kyle was jealous of Kaye; not jealous of Thad with
Kaye. This sobered us somewhat and Thad looked a little
uncomfortable. We fell silent as my words hit us both.

And so now I had some insight as to why Kyle had rejected my
advances beyond the oral sex. And maybe I had unwittingly put it
in context when I said he wouldn�t mind who was sucking his cock
when it had happened. Maybe he was thinking it was Thad or some
other guy�s mouth all through it and not a preteen girl. Maybe it
was his confusion over being sucked by a female that caused him
to flee so quickly; not just my age, and that I was a family
friend. I don�t know. I guess now I never will. All I know is
that Kyle will always be in my heart. Our first born is called
Kyle. Three months-old and the joy of our lives. He�s named after
my long lost adolescent lover.

I miss you Kyle. I will always love you.




The End

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