A tale from krisnjamie.  This is a work of fiction, enjoy it or not but
don't get heated.  It involves themes of a sexual nature.  Some of those
themes may sit uncomfortably with you.  If in doubt don't read it.

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Carl and Mike sat halfway up the stairs watching the procession of girls storming through the hallway.

Carl turned to look at the scowl on his friends face.

"Cheer up Mike" he said wistfully "it can't be that bad."

Mike grimaced as the troop disappeared into the kitchen and then turned and led his friend back up the stairs to his attic bedroom on the second floor of the old house.

Flopping petulantly onto his bed he signalled for Mike to shut the door which quickly clicked shut behind the boys.

At 15 Mike was aware of how annoying his sister and her friends could be. What were his parents thinking when they agreed to Stacey having this birthday sleepover he wondered? More importantly, why had they not planned it a little better? Why was he required to supervise until they came back from their trip?

Downstairs Stacey had gathered the girls in the kitchen. Her thirteenth birthday had been a couple of day ago and it had taken all of her persuasive powers to convince her parents to let her have this little party. She was a little aggrieved that Mike had been put in charge until mum and dad got back, but they had promised that they would be back by 7.00 and assured her that Mike would stay out of the way as best he could. 

She looked at her watch. 4.40. A glance out of the window confirmed that winter was truly here as the last of the daylight slipped away. Any winter gloom was dispelled by a shriek from Alison as Jane poked her in the ribs and Stacey gave a hurried agenda of her plans for the evening.

They were commandeering the lounge for the night. There was plenty of coke, lemonade and other fizzy drinks, popcorn, crisps and nuts for later and the promise of at least two horror films before bed.

The girls dumped their bags and sleeping bags at one end of the lounge and then hurtled onto the sofa amidst still more squeals to discuss what to do first.

A couple of hours away Peter Johnson drove in silence down the M5. His wife, Helen, dozed quietly in the passenger seat.

"You mind if I turn the news on - I'd like to catch the weather" he said quietly. 

Helen mumbled her assent.

The news was full of the usual doom and gloom and it took all of his willpower to stick it out to get to the weather report. Just to add to his day the reports were not good.

His mother had barely registered their presence from her hospital bed. She was failing fast and he would have loved to have stayed overnight but the promise to his daughter and the prospect of leaving Mike in charge of four unruly girls had forced his hand.

His foot pressed down on the accelerator in an unconscious effort to speed up a little bit and make it home before the storm really hit. 

10 minutes later and he was forced to a crawl as visibility dropped and hail lashed the winddscreen. All around him other cars were also crawling along.

"Idiot" he announced as a bright red sports car zipped past him in the outside lane "He's looking for an early grave" he said to nobody in particular.

A Further 20 minutes and the entire motorway came to a standstill.

Peter Johnson fumed quietly and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he peered into the gloom.

The accident had been perfectly preventable. A bright red sports car had lost its traction in the mix of slush and ice, flipped twice and collided with a car and caravan. 

Tempers frayed as the queue built up. 

The hail gave way to snow. It fell steadily and still nothing moved.

At 6.30 officers started moving through the queue to explain that the road was impassable and that the vehicle occupants were being escorted off the motorway on foot.

Carrying a small overnight bag Peter and Helen joined the stream of people stomping through the deepening snow. By the time they got to the crash scene they were cold, wet and tired. Crews were working to clear the road but were being hampered by the weather. Worst for three decades people were saying.

Eventually Peter and Helen were bundled into one of a small fleet of police landrovers and ferried the short distance to the next sliproad. Here they found themselves herded onto waiting coaches and began the slow procession to the community centre that had been opened as a refuge for the night. 

He tried to call home but the mobile networks were jammed. 

At the centre Peter queued for another 40 minutes to use the one available land line and finally, around 6.45, he managed to get through.

Mike couldn't believe it. 

"Sorry son, nothing I can do. We won't be home before tomorrow. Look after Stacey and her friends son. I'll make it up to you."

"but Dad" whined Mike

"Look Mike, we're stuck. Unless you want to call it off and put up with Stacey moaning for a month you have to play babysitter."

Mike grunted down the phone.

"Tell you what" said his father "Why don't you ask Carl to stay the night, at least you'll have some support....and there are a few beers in the workshop.... Please son."

"Yeah ok Dad, are you and mum alright?"

Satisfied that his parents were safe he went and reported the news to Carl who immediately called his own parents for permission to stay before the boys ventured into the fortified lounge area to tell the girls what was happening.

"You have got to be kidding" snarled Stacey "I don't want you bossing us around"

"Your choice" snapped her brother. Either I play babysitter or the girls go home"

"Ok but you leave us alone"

"Wouldn't have it any other way sis" said Mike as he left the room with Carl trailing behind.

"Kinda cute huh girls" said Becky with a grin "which one do you want?"

Squeals of protest rose in the air as the other three girls announced their disgust at the idea before collapsing into giggles once more.

Mike and Carl made their way out and found the crate of beer. They brought it back to the kitchen and cracked a can each before making their way back up the stairs.

The storm reached them a little after 7.30. The girls had already donned pyjamas and were huddled under blankets sharing nibbles and watching the first of the horror films when Mike re-appeared.

"What do you want" snapped Stacey as she paused the film.

"Just to let you know that the weather report is pretty grim. Most of the roads are all snowed up and you might wanna get some candles ready in case the power goes out."

"It's only a little snow, now leave us alone" replied his sister.

Fuming quietly Mike went back upstairs after grabbing a couple more cans from the kitchen.

"Bitch" he announced as he shut the bedroom door behind him

Carl smiled up from the computer "but a kinda cute bitch huh"

Mike laughed "You got the hots for my sister then?

"Not hots exactly, but I wouldn't mind playing a bit."

"Perv she's only 13 ya know"

"You mean you wouldn't?"

"Course not" Mike exploded "that's sick"

"ok, ok not Stacey then, but I bet you'd have a look at Becky given the chance"

"Shall we get on with the game now" replied Mike ending the conversation.

Carl grinned and moved aside so that Mike could get to the screen and keyboard.

Downstairs all giggles were suppressed and breath was held as a severed head bounced on the screen before them. As they watched the door flew open and a masked man entered carrying a bloodied knife. He stormed to the camera and the girls got a full screen close up of the mask and his reddened eyes. Squeals erupted and the lights went out.

The squeals continued and drifted up to the attic.

Mike made out Carl's eyes in the gloom as the noise reached him.

"Shit" he hissed "There's a torch here somewhere"

Torch found and on the boys bounded down the stairs and burst into the lounge. Squeals erupted again and got worse when Mike shone the torch around the room.

"SHUT UP" he shouted above the din.

Silence.

"Are you girls ok?"

"Yeah, we're ok" whispered Stacey sheepishly "scary bit on the movie is all"

"Did you find some candles or anything" asked Mike

"Didn't look yet" she replied

"I'll check the kitchen" said Mike as he moved off.

Carl followed, Stacey followed, Becky, Alison and Jane followed.

Slightly annoyed Mike turned on the group "I can manage" he said

"Yeah but you have the light" said Becky

Mike shrugged and allowed the odd troop to follow.

They found two candles and another torch. Becky found the beer.

"Can I have a beer" she asked 

"Don't think so" snapped Mike "a bit young huh"

Carl tapped his shoulder "might settle them down a bit" he suggested

"Oh alright then" announced Mike "but just one each ok."

The girls dived in.

Minutes later they crowded back into the lounge.

Mike and Carl set up the candles at either end of the room and tossed the torch onto the sofa. 

"I guess it will be cards or something from now on girls - call if you need me" said Mike

"no wait" said Stacey "you could stay a bit, just until we get things sorted huh"

Mike recognised the slightest hint of fear in her voice and glanced at the other girls who seemed equally needy right then.

He shrugged, looked at Carl, who nodded, and then flopped down in an arm chair.

"You wanna play a bit" asked Stacey as she dragged the Monopoly set out of the cupboard

Mike was about to say no but Carl got there first. "Maybe just one game and then if the power isn't back on you girls get an early night."

Mike scowled at his friend.

"ok that's fair" said Becky "can I have another beer?"

Mike stomped off to the kitchen and brought the remnants of the crate back in.

"Just one more each ok?" he said

The girls nodded in turn as they took their cans.

Six people playing Monopoly was a bit crowded. A certain amount of light hearted shoving took place as did a certain amount of cheating.

Somehow nobody seemed to take any notice when Becky grabbed another can of beer and Mike just shrugged and sighed when the others also demanded another.

Three beers made Becky even more mouthy than normal and when she landed on one of Carl's hotels and couldn't pay she offered a kiss instead.

Carl laughed "Don't think so little girl pay up or sit out"

"Wanna feel a boob then?" she went on.

Mike shot him a warning glance and the other three girls fell silent in anticipation.

"Don't think you have anything to feel just yet" smiled Carl.

"ok ok" said Becky thinking quickly "let me off this time and if I land on anything again I'll take something off"

"BECKY!" squealed Stacey

"I don't wanna be out already" explained Becky

Carl was about to refuse again when Stacey interrupted "ok just agree and let her play on guys huh"

Carl looked at Mike who shrugged.

"ok" said Carl slowly "if you're sure"

Unsurprisingly, Becky fell foul of her very next throw.

"Ok" said Mike "that's it, you're out"

"No way" squealed Becky "I'm gonna pay" and to the surprise of all around the board se promptly tugged her pyjama top up and over her head.

"What?" she demanded of the 3 girls and 2 boys who stared at her "C'mon whose turn is it now?"
Carl gave Mike an exaggerated wink and Mike couldn't help smile back as he cast furtive glances are the small mounds of flesh on the girls chest.

The game went on. Alison was the next to get into trouble.

"Right" said Carl "you're out........unless....." he left the words hanging in the air.

Stacey dropped her jaw as her usually sedate friend stripped off her top defiantly.

"Way to go" announced Becky

Mike cleared his throat and picked up the dice.

A few rounds later Alison landed in trouble again. 

"You out this time" enquired Mike

"YES SHE IS" stormed Stacey

"Hey wait up" said Becky "it's her choice huh"

All eyes fell on Alison.

"I think I'm out" she whispered.

Mike tossed her top to her "Good choice" he said as she dressed.

"Ok" announced Becky "I'll drop out too" she said as she grabbed her own top and moved off to the sofa with Alison.

The game ground to a halt after that and as Stacey and Jane packed away Mike suggested that they get their sleeping bags ready.

"oh no it's too early for bed yet" drawled a slightly tipsy Becky.

"Yeah" chorused Alison "let's play something else."

"Any ideas?" asked Stacey

"No lights - Blind Mans buff!" shouted Becky

Even the boys laughed along at that one.

"No. No Come on - it'll work." Demanded Becky "Blow out the candles and the boys keep a torch - off of course. We have to get from one end of the room to the other without getting caught......c'mon it'll be fun"
Mike laughed "Don't think so girls, sounds pretty boring to me."

"me too" agreed Carl

"Yeah" said Stacey "it'll be too easy to catch us anyways"

"Not if we push the furniture back out of the way and stuff" chirped Alison "What do you think Jane?"

"I guess. If you want" Jane whispered

Mike was about to say his final NO when Becky added the clincher

"and if a girl gets caught the boys get to kiss her"

the room went silent again.

"BECKY!" Stacey finally wailed

"Ok then" the brazen girl went on "they can feel us up too."

Mike and Carl collapsed into fits as the girls started shouting at each other and arguing.

The laughter ended abruptly though when Stacey cleared her throat for the announcement.

"Right then - the rules are........ if a girl gets caught the boys can take off their tops and we have to start again." Hushed silence.

"If all the girls get out to the kitchen we get more beer"

"And" asked Mike "what happens if a girl gets caught twice?"

His sister looked at the other girls for encouragement.

"The girl gets naked" she hissed

Mike and Carl looked at each other in the candle light. He girls waited for their response.

Finally Mike stood, walked to the nearest candle and blew it out. A cheer went up.

"But" he added "the game ends when a girl gets naked and we get to ....um..... study her in the torchlight."

"Deal" squealed Becky.

The furniture was pushed back against the walls and all the girls congregated at the far end of the room. The second candle was blown out and Mike snicked off the torch. Darkness was complete.

The boys heard a rustle and moved slightly apart trying to cover the width of the room. Mike felt rather than heard a rush of movement, the door behind them opened and closed. 

"That's one girl in the kitchen" he said into the blackness.

More movement, the door opened again.

"That'll be the second then" hissed Mike

"Yeah but I got one" yelled Carl.

"OK GIRLS" shouted Mike "The round's over one of you got caught - everybody back in the lounge."

He clicked on his torch and shone the route for Stacey and Becky to get back to the end of the room. Jane was still there and it was Alison who hung in Carl's grip.

"The top's coming off then Alison" said Carl

"No biggy" she replied defiantly "You've seen it before"

Carl smiled at her as he helped her out of her pyjama top and the girl stood as the boys ran their torches over her naked torso.

The girl was released, the game began again.

Nobody made the door this time. Mike caught Stacey.

"You do it" he said to Carl "It doesn't feel right for me to do it."

Carl didn't hesitate and soon Stacey was covering her budding breasts with her hands as the boys flashed the lights over her skin.

"Wanna carry on?" Mike asked his sister

She nodded and made her way back to the others.

The next round was quick. Three girls swarmed past the boys with ease. 

"Ok" said Mike "let's move down the room slowly"

He and Carl moved quietly, arms outstretched for maximum reach. 
Carl hardly paid attention when he caught his ankle on a cushion and then, realising that no cushion should be in the middle of the room he turned and fell upon his victim as she rose to her feet.

Becky was quickly deprived of her pyjama top and the other girls were recalled.

"Just Jane left with clothes then" smiled Carl. "If we catch anybody except Jane we get a naked girl. You still up for this girls?"

There was some murmuring but the consensus was in favour of going on.

Jane didn't get caught. Stacey didn't get caught and neither did Alison. Becky did though.

With an improvised fanfare from Carl Mike proceeded to lower her pyjama bottoms and have her step out of them.

She covered herself with her hands.

"No cover ups Becky - the rules say we get to explore." Claimed Carl.

The girl reluctantly took her hands away as the boys circled her.

"We're just gonna take her to the kitchen for a bit" explained Mike "You guys might wanna think up another challenge."

"No you can't take her" squealed Stacey

"Don't worry sis, we're only gonna look but it feels a bit strange with you all watching." And with that Mike led the girl out of the room.

Carl helped her up onto the kitchen table where she was encouraged to lie on her back. The boys gently moved her legs apart and clambered close between her thighs with their torch as Becky squirmed with embarrassment.

"Do I get a beer or something then?" she asked.

"You can have some of mine if your desperate" answered Carl 

"Cheers" she said

"But we get to touch" he added.

She scowled in the torchlight but reached over and picked up the can anyways.

She got touched. She got fingered and probed. Her nipples were toyed with and her ass was fondled. For a full ten minutes the two teenage boys played with their captive. They would have gone on longer but Stacey called out that time was up and they reluctantly let the naked girl go back to the group.

By the time the boys adjusted themselves a little and followed into the lounge all clothes were back in place.

"Well" said Mike a little throatily "do you have a new challenge or are you off to bed?"

"Hide and seek" announced Stacey

"Go on" encouraged Carl

"You give us time to hide and then you come looking for us. If one of us gets back to base - here - before you catch somebody then the girls win - if the girls win we get beer and you take your tops off."

"Go on" said Mike this time.

Stacey cleared her throat "If you find and catch one of us then the round is over."

"And what do we win?" queried Carl

Stacey looked over her shoulder at her friends who motioned her on.

"You get 20 minutes with the girl. You can strip her and touch her and stuff"

Mike looked at Carl "What do you think?"

"What do you expect if the girls win twice" queried Carl

"umm er" thought Stacey "You have to take your jeans off too....and" she said making it up as she went along "if we win again after that you get naked."

"So if you win you all get beer and you get to see both of us taking stuff off and if we win we get to play with one of you?"

Stacey nodded.

"Tell you what" suggested Carl "If we win twice we get 20 minutes with the new girl AND another 20 minutes with the first girl. If it's the same girl we get an hour with her." 

He girls huddled and then Stacey was pushed forward to agree the terms.

"I haven't finished yet" announced Carl "If we win three times you all get naked for the rest of the night AND" he said silencing any protests "We get to do stuff to you if we want."

"You err you can't fuck us though" asked a worried Alison

"Ok" said Carl "no fuckin"

The girls discussed some more and finally agreed.

"Ok, one more thing" added Mike to drones and catcalls "Whoever wins three times this is the end. If we win you lot are all naked anyways and if you win we get naked and you get to look at us for a bit before bedtime."

The girls nodded their agreement and, as they left the room, torches were switched off.

Mike and Carl had a little chat.

Mike pointed out that there was one door in to the lounge and suggested that both left together but that one then doubled back to guard the approach and make sure the girls couldn't get past. Carl chuckled.

"Which one doyou want naked first?" he asked

"Anybody `cept my sis" came the reply.

The boys left the room, shut the door and shouted that they were on the hunt. They checked out the kitchen and dining room and satisfied that both were empty made their way to the foot of the stairs.

Carl carried on up but Mike crept slowly back to the door of the lounge, slipped into the shadows nearby and waited.

He heard a curse as Carl walked into something in one of the bedrooms and then movement as footsteps padded across the floor above his head. He heard the creek of the stairs as somebody crept down as quietly as possible and then rapid footsteps as they ran towards the door.

He could barely make out the shape but grabbed an arm just as they reached for the door handle. The girl squealed in shock and Mike shouted that he had captured one of them before flashing on his torch and lighting up Alisons face.

"We're gonna have fun with you" he whispered to the young girl.

The others crept down the stairs.

Alison explained how close she had been and Stacey complained that Mike hadn't played fair. He defended himself but agreed that the rules would prevent a boy simply guarding the door in future rounds. The other three girls were then ushered into the lounge with a cooking timer whilst Alison was escorted to the kitchen.
Her top came off instantly and the boys saw her young breast mounds for the third time that evening. She was rather more coy about her pyjama bottoms and eventually Mike held her whilst Carl stripped her.

The boys again made use of the table and the embarrassed girl found two boys closely exploring her pussy. She was stroked, caressed and probed. Carl found a certain fascination in watching her body ripple as he brushed her clit and Mike giggled nervously as he pawed at her nipples and watched his friend play wit the captive.

"She's sopping wet Mike" Carl announced.

"She's loving it" replied Mike as he tried to make eye contact with the girl.

Both boys inserted a finger into her one after the other and then Carl started a slow and steady finger fucking. She resisted at first but pretty soon Alison was bucking her hips to meet his finger and fairly writhing on the kitchen table. She squealed as her orgasm overtook her and then lay panting as the two boys continued to poke about in her cunt and toy with her nipples.

The buzzer went off and the other three girls stormed through the doorway to "rescue" their friend. She was already sat upright on the edge of the table when they arrived and was led away to dress with questions ringing out.

"What did they do?" "Was it horrible" "Did they touch you down there?"

The boys gave them a moment before going in.

"Ready for round 2 - or would you rather back out?" asked Mike

"No we're ready for it" replied an emboldened Alison.

Carl chuckled "Don't forget, if we win again we get the new girl and we get Alison back."

"Yeah yeah - you won't win" boasted Becky.

The girls were gone in a flash.

This time the boys knew that they had to search properly rather than rely on the door guarding. They made their way to the dining room. One stayed in the doorway watching and listening as the other poked about in the spaces. Then they headed for the stairs before realising their mistake, recognising the sound of movement in the kitchen and hurtling back to see the door close behind whoever had just made it to the lounge.

Alison was a hero this time.

The girls clanged their beer cans together as the boys stripped off their shirts.

"Just think" laughed Stacey "next time I get to see my bro in his undies"

the girls laughed loudly.

"You have to win first sis" smiled Mike.

The next round saw the boys being much more cautious about both the kitchen and dining room. Only when they were absolutely certain that nobody was on the ground floor did they venture up the stairs. Reaching the first floor landing they took a room each and the realisation of another mistake hit them both at the same time as the third room door opened and footsteps resounded down the stairwell.

The girls made the most of the boys stripping down to their boxers and lewd comments, far too lewd for 12 and 13 year olds were made about what they would see next.

The next round pattern was the same. First floor landing one boy headed to each of the first two doors. As soon as he crossed the threshold of his parents room Mike turned and dashed back out colliding heavily with a girl heading towards the stairs. Winded he had no difficulty in controlling her and the torchlight promptly allowed Becky to be identified.

The boys promptly sent Stacey and Jane to the lounge with the timer whilst leading Alison and Becky to the kitchen. Both girls were stripped and then Alison was laid spreadeagled on the table. Instantly Carl started working on her cunt and clit and almost instantly she responded.

Mike held the naked Becky from behind, forcing her to watch what was happening to her friend. As he held her his hands stroked her skin, felt her nipples and slipped between her thighs and he whispered that he hoped she would put on as good a show when it was her turn.

In fact, by the time that Alison took to her personalised orgasmic skies Becky was already wet with anticipation. Carl helped Alison off the table and almost before the space was vacated Becky was in her place, legs spread, hips quivering, tongue licking her lips. Her guttural moan as Mikes fingers first penetrated her was inhuman and it only got louder as his fingers fucked her and she fucked back.

Alison watched on and Carl delighted himself by continuing to finger the girl where she stood, or half leaned, against him.

Becky writhed and wriggled to orgasm and lay spent, spread and dripping as the others came in to announce that time was up.

Stacey gulped when she saw her friend displayed so crudely and Jane might even have whimpered.

The next round was almost identical. Save that this time Mike crashed into Carl as they both made a dive for the same girl who skipped away and down the stairs. It should have been all over for the hormone driven boys but luck was with them. A second girl as not so quick and before the first reached the foot of the stairs Mike clicked on the torch and announced the capture of Stacey.

The girls were marched into the lounge.

 "Time to get naked girls" grinned Carl.

Becky and Alison were stripped off before Stacey even had her top off.

"C'mon sis" hissed Mike "I haven't seen your pussy since you were about 3"

Stacey poked her tongue out at her big brother but shoved her pyjama bottoms down anyways.

Carl moved forward and slipped a hand between the birthday girls thighs

"Smooth as a babys bum" he announced "Do you shave down there Stace?"

The girl went bright red as she admitted that she did.

All eyes turned to the fully covered Jane.

"Time to display your wares Jane" said Mike evenly.

The girl shook her head.

"I don't think that's very fair" said Carl "Becky, Alison, do you think its fair?"

The two girls hesitated seconds before they launched themselves at Jane. Stacey moved to help but Carl wasn't sure who she would have helped so he grabbed the naked teen and held her close. Moments later the triumphant due emerged with pyjama top and bottoms and a naked Jane was curled protectively in the corner.

"Girls, would you mind" asked Mike indicating the ball of flesh that was the shy Jane.

Alison and Becky gladly helped Mike to unroll the girl and then spread her limbs so that the boys could get their first look at her naked secrets.

"Carl can convert you Jane" whispered Alison

Carl grinned, handed the naked Stacey to her brother and moved forward to crouch between Janes thighs.

Moments later her cries for pity and freedom were replaced with grunts and groans as her hips fought to keep maximum contact with his practised fingers and she too was brought to orgasm.

"I think" announced Becky "that we've all had some of that...except the birthday girl."

Stacey tried to back quietly away but forgot that her brother was still holding on to her.

Mike leaned forward to whisper to his sister.

"I'm gonna watch my sister get finger fucked. I'm gonna watch you wiggle your arse and groan with pleasure and I'm gonna see you come....and then.....and then I might do you myself."

Stacey gasped as he spoke, her eyes went wide and she struggled as Mike and the three other girls took a limb each to pin her spread wide for the attentions of Carl.

"Attagirl Stace" hissed Mike as her hips bucked with each thrust from Carl "Happy Birthday."

The end













