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
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They didn't play much tennis for the rest of their stay in Hampshire.

Long sunny days were spent exploring the estate and woodlands or playing in the pool were interspersed with the occasional trip away from the estate to the outside world.

The longest of these was a three day weekend to support a distant relative who was hosting a music festival in the grounds of an even more impressive country estate. More impressive and yet more impoverished and thus the need for the extra revenue.

Pleas from Joel fell on deaf ears when Matt agreed attendance only on the condition that accommodation was provided in the main house. There was no way, the big man explained, that Joel and his friends would be camping out amongst thousands of tents. At first his rules insisted on the children being with him at all times although with persistent argument throughout the 3 hour drive and an assurance from Monty Smalldon, their host, that the estate was entirely secure and patrolled that rule was relaxed. Instead the children were expected to carry walkie talkies to ensure that they could reach Matt or he could reach them whenever the need might arise.

And so, early on a Thursday morning, the trio studied the programme for the day whilst munching toast and drinking tea.

On the other side of the table Matt Armstrong and Joy Tanner also glanced over the programme to see which acts, if any, they wanted to catch.

By 11.30 the children were off. Their plan was to check out some of the trade stalls and perimeter stages before heading towards the main stage for mid afternoon. They would eat on site and really didn't expect to be back at the house before midnight.

"Just keep the radios on" Matt growled as Joy encouraged them to have fun.

In fact Matt and Joy undertook almost an identical route about 40 minutes later. That is to say they looked at some of the trade stands and Joy bought a few small items, watched a short series of comedy sketches at a nearby tent and then, as the crowds started building around the main stage, they found a much smaller gathering well off to one side and sat to listen to a combination of folk music and story telling. 

The rain started a light pitter patter even as the main stage started up.

"C'mon" said Joel "I saw something back that way." And the boy led his younger companions back the way they had come.

Moments later they were back in the midst of the crowd each sporting bright yellow plastic ponchos. Within 30 minutes a large proportion of the crowd were dressed similarly as the heavens wept.

The ponchos were very simple affairs. Essentially a circle of plastic with a hole for the head and holes on each side to give arm access if required. Joel did require of course and, as the crowd buzzed and bumped with the changing beat his arms were within the ponchos of his two companions.

Both had been startled at first but quickly acclimatised themselves to the cold damp fingers seeking access under clothing. Both had reacted similarly in bunching up closer to give Joel better reach and negate the possibility of the trio being suddenly separated by a surge in the crowd.

Kelly, with a sly giggle, had unbuttoned her jeans and helped the boy find his way to her warmth. Thomas had simply stood quietly and rigidly as Joel had deftly unzipped him and now, in an echo of times gone by, Joel stood between two delightful blonds and masturbated them in unison.

Throughout the afternoon and evening the boy played with his toys. Thomas was well aware that the inside of his poncho was now a sticky slim covered mess and that his cock was becoming increasing tender. Finally even his erection gave way and by 9.30 he was shoving Joel's hand away.

Kelly had welcomed the first few orgasms, enjoyed the next couple and endured those that followed. She had lost count of the number but knew that her legs could do little more than keep her upright and she too had turned to the older boy and whispered "please no more Joel"

And thus, despite planning to be out until midnight, the trio forced a way through the crowds shortly before 10.00 and headed up the steady rise to the big house. The boys had to help Kelly most of the way. As they approached the house she managed to rally some energy and strength from deep within and walked up the stairs unaided. She slept fully clothed save for her trainers.

The next day couldn't have been better weather wise. Bright sunlight and a good forecast meant that the trio found it difficult to justify even carrying their ponchos and thus the all concealing garb was left behind.

Joel carried a small rucksack in which some thin fleeces were stored in case it got cold later and the trio were off again by 11.30.

Joel and Thomas wore almost matching jeans and tee shirts. Kelly had opted for a thin summer dress over her jeans. They bought food and drinks and headed up a grassy slope to a spot that Joel had spotted the day before. There, under the idyllic shade of an ancient oak the three friends ate and drank and laughed.

Interesting smells wafted up from the group of youths 20 or 30 feet below them and Joel studied them carefully.

"Do you need the loo?" he enquired of Kelly

She shook her head no.

"I think it would be wise before we get caught up in a crowd" Joel suggested "and you must be hot in those jeans."

"JOEL!" the girl shot back "this dress is barely long enough to cover me."

"You wearing undies?"

"Yeah but........"

"See you in a bit then" Joel ended the conversation.

Kelly stomped off down the hill towards the nearest toilet block.

"What's that about then?" asked Thomas

"Oh, you know, I hate my girls wearing too much and besides, it might catch the attention of the locals." Replied Joel nodding his head towards the group of youths.

"Careful Joel we don't want any trouble."

"Relax Tommy, we can handle it and besides we have the radios."

It was almost 20 minutes before Kelly was spotted tramping back up the grass towards Joel and her brother. Her jeans were slung over one shoulder and the bare flesh of her long legs shone like a beacon in the sunlight. As she walked the hem of her dress swayed just enough for the occasional glimpse of another colour of material below. 

Despite her taking a relatively wide berth around the group of youths she was still noticed and  couple of them called out for her to come visit sometime soon. Another couple just rolled onto their stomachs to watch her progress and that was probably even more unnerving.

Arriving at the oak she tossed her jeans to Joel.

"Might as well put them in the bag for now." She said.

"Sure thing" said Joel stuffing them into the rucksack. "take a seat for a minute and then we'll move on."

The girl sat. conscious of the length of her skirt, with her legs straight out. She smoothed the material down in the hope of stretching it just a little and heard Joel giggle beside her.

"What?" she asked angrily

"That's not the idea gorgeous" he shot back

She scowled at him, daring him to go on. He did of course.

"I want, that is I want you to attract the attention of those lads." He said nodding back down the hill

"Why" she hissed

"Because, just because" he replied annoyingly. "Now be nice and bend one knee a bit."

Kelly didn't move.

"C'mon Kelly, pretty please."

She looked at the mournful look that the boy had adopted, her face cracked into a smile and one knee bent a little. She kept her eyes locked on Joel as she felt the fabric of her dress slide up her thigh and the slight breeze glide over her panty covered crotch.

Down the hill the group was breaking up. A few were too stoned to care about anything. Others were more interested in the music or too worried about her lack of years. Three lay quietly on their stomachs, exchanging small talk and staring up a young girls dress.

"Lie back" Joel told the girl "and lift the other knee"

Kelly shot him a glowering look but did as she was bid. The raising of the second knee ensured that the material of her summer dress bunched around her crotch until, that is, the breeze moved it slightly further and she was aware of skin being exposed above her panties. Instinctively her hand went to cover herself.

"Leave it!" Joel commanded forcefully.

Kelly allowed her hand t fall to her side.

"They're coming" hissed Joel "Close your eyes and pretend to be asleep."

Her eyes flashed just briefly before she clamped them shut and through an arm over her face for good measure.

"Hey guys" one of the boys started

"Shhhh" replied Joel "She's sleeping - late night."

"Oh er, right" said the boy quietly as h sat a few feet from Kelly's bare legs and focussed unashamedly on her cotton covered crotch.

"Pretty girl" said the second lad sitting alongside his friend.

The third merely grunted as he sat down.

"You together?" the first boy asked Joel

"Yup" replied Joel "Kelly and Thomas are brother and sister I'm a family friend."

The boys seemed to notice Thomas for the first time and nodded their greetings.

"What were you smoking down there?" asked Joel

"what, oh, er nothing much" replied number 2

"Smelt better than that up here" sniggered Joel. "Got any to share?"

"Depends" replied number 1 "what can you share?"

"What do you want?" queried Joel innocently.

"How old is she?" asked number 3

"Steady on mate" snapped Joel "she's not for sale"

"Hold on, hold on" interrupted number 1 "Nobody's gonna hurt her, maybe just a bit of a look."

"an maybe a feel" added number 3

Kelly tried desperately not to react, Thomas found himself clenching and unclenching his fists by his side. Joel just smiled at the trio.

"Three of what you were smoking down there and she'll take the dress off." Offered Joel

Thomas froze - Kelly held her breath.

"What's she wearing underneath?" asked number 2

"Just what you can see" confirmed Joel.

"Naw" said number 1 "for 3 she has to get naked and we get to touch."

"Ok Ok" countered Joel "She gets naked but no touching."

The youths exchanged glances.

"Ok" said number 1 "behind the tree, now."

Joel and Thomas half lifted a surprised Kelly to her feet. She blinked into the sunlight and shot a fierce look at Joel. The trio disappeared behind the old oak with the three youths following.

"You wanna light one of these up now" asked number 1

"Sure" replied Joel gleefully

A match flared up and the large joint was handed to Joel. The match was held to the tip and the boy drew the smoke in. He passed the joint to Kelly. She took it and took a tentative drag before coming up coughing and handing the monster to Thomas who reacted in a similar fashion.

Two more passes and Kelly and Thomas were getting into the weed. Joel was getting out of it.

"Ok mate" said number 2 "here are the other two. Let's see some flesh." He handed two more joints to Joel who waved at Kelly.

"Get em off kel" he said as he flopped onto the ground next to Thomas.

Kelly looked at he trio of hungry boys, reached for and took the joint for another healing inhalation and reached back to undo her dress.

The dress fell away to leave the 13 year old standing in her panties. 

"Nice" said number 2

"Too young to fuck though" hissed number 3

"Do you swallow or spit?" asked number 1 as his friends fell about.

Kelly started coming alive.

"You get to look and nothing else" she snarled.

"Sure" said number 1 "you wanna hand with those panties?"

The girl scowled at him as she shoved her panties south.

"Nice, very nice" said number 1 advancing.

"Hey, no touching mate" Joel drawled

"Yeah sure" said number 1 as he reached for the girl.
Joel clambered to his feet, met the punch and bounced back to the tree. He went out cold.

"Well slut" said number 2 "looks like we can touch if we like huh! So like the man said, do you spit or swallow?"

"Fuck you" hissed Kelly looking around for Thomas. 

"Ok" said number 1 "here's the deal. You get the chance to eat some really good cock. You do it well and keep us all happy and we leave. Otherwise, well we'll just have to assume that you are old enough to fuck. What's it to be slut?"

Kelly looked at the prone form of Joel, a small trickle of blood running down his cheek and sank to her knees.

"No teeth or else" said number 1 as he unzipped his jeans.

His semi erect cock sprinted into the afternoon sunlight. In the distance a drum solo began. Kelly saw it coming at her, felt a rush of wind and a dark flash took the erection away to her right.

She shook her head clear and followed the sounds of the fight. Thomas was getting a good kicking. Kelly knelt and cried for them to stop, to not hurt her brother and, finally, the beating stopped. Thomas lay still on the ground as another erection approached the small trembling girl.

She opened her mouth and closed her eyes but contact never came.

Kelly opened her eyes again to see an avenging angel hurl one of the boys against the tree. She heard the snap of bone breaking and the squeal of pain as the body crumpled on top of the prone form of Joel. She saw the kick which hit the second boy in the groin and lifted him from his feet and then the angel sprinted off. She heard a squeal in the distance as the angle found its third victim and then she crawled over to the battered body that was Thomas.

"C'mon Kelly" said Matt helping her to her feet "get dressed, they can't see you like this."

Matt managed to find the time to talk to all three of the children before the police asked if they were fit to be interviewed.

It seemed that the boys had admitted an attempted mugging and the police just wanted to confirm that was all there was to it.

Matt had "quietly" advised number 1 that the attempted rape of a 13 year old would not look good in court and "suggested" that all three plead guilty to assault and mugging.

"But" number 1 had wailed "I'll get put away."

Matt had smiled then.

"Son, if you don't get put away for at least a few months then I'm gonna come and deal with you and if you get put away on a charge of rape of a minor everybody in the nick will want a piece of you."

Unsurprisingly, the three youths had considered a conviction for assault the more pleasant option and thus, once again, Matt had preserved body soul and reputation for his charges. He had also taken the opportunity to read the riot act to a rather sheepish Joel, pointing out that his brand of stupidity could have cost their lives and not just a few bruises.

Briefly there was a suggestion that Matt might have used unreasonable force an that he might be the subject of further investigation in relation to the broken collarbone inflicted on one of the boys. It was brief though. A brief telephone conversation with Mr Hutton, a couple of calls through the diplomatic service and the chief constable "suggested" that the officer in charge of the case might like to think again.

A day or two later and all was arranged for the party to return to Hampshire. A limousine and driver was sent for them rather than have Matt do all the driving and a gentle trip followed.

They stopped about half way and enjoyed a relaxed meal. Matt took advantage of not having to drive and shared a bottle of wine with Joy before insisting on a couple of large cognacs to help with the digestion. It was a little after 6.00 when they returned to the car for the final part of the journey.

The two boys were still bruised from the conflict. Both had been given a short course of painkillers and each settled down under separate blankets to doze the rest of the journey.

Matt sat in the centre of the rear bench seat with Joy on his left and Kelly on his right. Both of the women fell asleep shortly after departing and the driver passed a couple more blankets back, exchanged a few words with Matt and then closed the privacy screen and left the travellers to doze.

Matt spread the blankets over himself and the girls and settled back to doze himself. His left hand wrapped around Joy as she slunk against him and, instinctively, he found a breast. The woman froze at his touch and then relaxed again. She relaxed until his hand unwrapped itself from around her shoulder and then snaked down between her legs. As he started to slowly drag the material of her dress ever higher her head snapped up to look into his eyes. There was a flash of girlish naughtiness in those eyes.

"Matt" she hissed "the children"

"They're asleep - relax" he growled.

Joy Tanner parted her legs for the man as he finally found a way under the material of her dress and around the side of her panties.
Kelly smiled quietly as she listened to her mother being pleasured.

She couldn't listen for long though. As gently as possible she undid her jeans under the blanket. Then quietly she found Matt's hand and guided him to her own little honey trap.

And thus as they drove up the gravel path with those large electric gates whirring shut behind them Matt fingered mother and daughter in unison.

The summer break was soon over. Matt drove the whole family back to Kellerton a few days before Kelly was due to start school. The boys had a little longer of course but not too long.

They picked up their mail at the main gate before heading to the cottage. Included with the mail was a note from Malcolm Richards, the headmaster, requesting that Joy find a few moments to speak with him ahead of term starting. It went on to ask that Matt Armstrong also attend the meeting if it were at all possible.

The following morning Joy and Matt walked the short distance to the main school buildings. Joy was certain that somebody had complained about the new relationship between her and Matt and that she was going to be asked to leave her home. Matt was equally certain that there would be no problems in that area and besides, he shocked Joy by saying, "there's always room for you and the kids with me."

As luck would have it Malcolm Richards met them on the approach, assured them that there was no need to make an appointment and that it wouldn't take long and ushered them both into his private office.

"I suppose" he began "that I should have enquired if you were both happy to discuss the boys together?"

Joy and Matt looked at each other and shrugged. Joy answered for them both.

"I doubt that there is much that we don't share when it comes to Joel and Thomas" she offered.

"Quite so, quite so." Replied Mr Richards. "Well, last term was something of a departure for us, as you will recall." He didn't encourage conversation but simply wanted to turn their minds back to the temporary accommodation arrangements made necessary as a result of the damaged buildings. "Anyway, as is quite normal, the heads of department got together after school had finished to compare notes about the various boys and their achievements or lack thereof."

"Oh dear" interrupted Joy "I do hope that Thomas hasn't been a bad influence on Joel"

"What!" asked Malcolm Richards briefly "oh no, not at all, quite the opposite. It seems that where boys were partnered on the basis of friendships rather than age or aptitude or alphabet the results were universally good. It might have been expected that the younger boys would have benefited from the experience and knowledge of older room mates, but in fact both age groups did better than might have been expected."

"Really" said Matt and Joy in unison.

"All this has prompted the Governors and myself to consider a form of experiment. What we want to do is to encourage friends to share rooms even when there is a slight age gap. Thus, the point I am coming to is this, would you be happy for Joel and Thomas to share a room this year. We'd keep a look out for problems of course and make it clear to both boys that they can come to me with any problems but, well, what do you think? Oh, and many of the other parents I have spoken to about this are in full support too, so it wouldn't just be Joel and Thomas."

Joy looked at Matt "Well" she said "for my part I know that Thomas would love to share a room with Joel. They have become almost inseparable anyway" she laughed

Malcolm Richards looked at Matt.

"I'm not Joel's father of course" he started "but I can't see any reason not to allow the experiment."

"Thank you for your view Mr Armstrong. I am, of course, aware that the final decision will rest with Mr & Mrs Hutton, but understand that your view is always important in these matters. Maybe you'd like to discuss it with the boys and let me know if there is any problem or concern."

With that the meeting was over and Joy and Matt found themselves strolling back towards the cottage.

"I think" said Matt evenly "that it would be best if we discussed this with each of the boys separately." And then, seeing the confusion on Joy's face "I'd hate for Thomas to be swayed by Joel and not have a chance to voice any concerns."

Joy nodded her agreement and as soon as they reached the cottage she whisked Thomas upstairs as Matt led Joel into the lounge.

Joel's eyes lit up as the proposal was laid before him. They clouded over again as Matt reaffirmed the previous lecture about responsibility and stupidity and lit up once more as Matt confirmed that overall he thought that it was a good idea. The conversation ended as Thomas clattered down the stairs and into the lounge.

"Hey roomie" he called out

"Hey yourself" Joel replied with a smile.

End of 8
