Date: Sun, 17 Oct 2010 19:43:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dubble Trubble

An adult male with a minor boy and girl who happen to be siblings. No truth
to it as far as it relates to me or anyone I know. It's only a story. The
usual platitudes about age and legality in your area apply. If you read the
story I hope you like it, if you chose to leave, then, G'bye.

Hugs,
Tag_m

I had graduated high school at 17 and was allowed to go into the
Navy. After completing basic training I had a week leave before starting
electrician's school and considering it was moving into winter, I didn't
want to go home to Iowa; I was sick of the cold. I decided to stay in San
Diego so my father had made arrangements with a business associate to stay
with his family. I'd met Armand before when he'd visited us so it wasn't
like I'd be staying with complete strangers.

I called him, he said he'd pick me up at the front gate and so he did, in a
Rolls Royce. It didn't thing it was brand new but I'd never seen one let
alone ridden in one so I was completely impressed.

"Mathew I'm so glad that you're going to stay with us. Had I known you were
in town I'd have insisted that you come to the house sooner." Frankly it
hadn't occurred to me. I was on my own for the first time in my life and
wanted to take what liberty I had with the guys, my new found friends,
swaggering around in my navy uniform but not really understanding that I
was probably more impressed by it than anyone else on the planet, except
for maybe some of my new comrades in arms.

Armand chattered away as we drove; the big car as silent as the night. I
had known that Armand was wealthy before I'd gotten into the Rolls but I
was totally unprepared for car or the gated community with armed guards,
the huge mansions that hid behind walls, trees, and gardens. I all but
gasped when we pulled into a driveway and emerged from the bougainvillea
lined driveway in front of a Mediterranean style mansion.

Armand led me into the house, introducing me to his Mexican maid and then
his wife and family. I wasn't sure what my host's nationality was but he
was swarthy, dark skinned and handsome. His wife on the other hand appeared
to be American, a light skinned and very beautiful woman with flowing honey
blonde hair. Their 3 children were a mix of the parents and absolutely
gorgeous.

The oldest was a 12 year old boy, Darien. He seemed to be a tall boy for
his age, taking after his father. Like the sibling that was present, his
skin coloring wasn't pale nor was it dark, but a mix of the 2 and looked
like a good summer tan. His black hair was a little long on the top but
shorter on the sides, a look that emphasized a face that could grace a
magazine cover. Large dark eyes, a slender nose, and full sensuous lips
were the focal points.

The next was a girl, Tosha, an almost 11 year old whose beauty matched her
older brother. Her hair was a short pixie cut with long bangs that helped
emphasize her huge eyes. There was a third boy, barely 9 months younger
than the girl but he wasn't home at the moment.

Everyone welcomed me literally, with open arms and made me feel right at
home. Darien showed me to my bedroom, a large airy room with a view of the
sweeping back yard.

"I hope you don't mind sharing a bathroom with me Mathew," he said in the
still high pitched voice of a preteen.

"Naw, I been sharing a bathroom with roughly 70 other guys," I told him
with a grin, "Sharing it with one person would be a treat almost." He
smiled and frowned at the same time.

"That must be interesting," he said, "all those guys being naked and
stuff. It would sure be embarrassing if you got a boner." I thought that
was a rather strange statement coming from a kid and one that I'd just met
at that.

"Yeah, well, you know how it is sometimes in the morning," I responded and
stopped right there. The fact was that getting roused out of bed at 4 am,
there was always more than a few guys whose boxers were tented, at least in
those first few minutes. You got over that pretty quickly.

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Darien said with a knowing grin. "Still, I
can be around a few guys naked but I don't know about a whole room full of
em." I wasn't sure exactly what he meant by that but the boy unconsciously
groped at the front of the shorts he was wearing.

"Hey, you want to play tennis or something?" I said sure but wanted to
change my clothes first. Darien went over and closed the bedroom door then
sat in one of the 2 arm chairs in the room, apparently having no intention
of leaving while I changed.

"What's it like being in the navy?" he asked, "Do you like it?" I didn't
really feel like I was "in the navy" quite yet since I'd just gotten out of
boot camp and told him so.

"I'm just glad to be out of Iowa," I said. I hadn't made a move to change,
a little torn about taking my clothes off in front of a kid that I barely
knew and the issue wasn't about me, but about him. I'd been in sports since
I could remember and from middle school on had gotten undressed in front of
other guys almost daily, no big deal. This, obviously, was a different
scenario. After a little bit of dialog and no attempt to move on either of
our parts Darien asked if I was going to change. Apparently the boy had no
qualms about the situation and I didn't want to feel too much like a prude
or anything so I pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and began to
undress.

Darien asked me questions about Iowa and why I was glad to be away from
there and I answered as best I could, trying to forget that I was getting
undressed in front of a 12 year old boy. I tried to keep my groin covered
as much as possible, a move that the boy caught.

"You're kind of shy aren't you Mathew?" I asked what he meant and he told
me. I admitted that I was a little uncomfortable since I didn't know him
very well and he pointed out that I probably hadn't known any of the guys
in my barracks either. I conceded his point then pointed out that they
weren't kids either. He shrugged his shoulders.

"That shouldn't make a difference you know, not really. It's not like I
haven't seen naked guys before." I wanted to ask just what he meant by that
but I had finished tying my shoes and he was moving off the chair.

"Come on," he said and walked into the bathroom then exited into his room
with me right behind him. Darien then closed his bedroom door while I
glanced around at the room, typical of a boy although it was neat and
clean. Darien kicked off his shoes then proceeded to take his pants and
then his shirt off then pulled some clothes from a dresser. He made no
attempt to cover himself like I had, almost showing his body off with
pride. He was wearing white boxer briefs and from what I could tell they
fit him quite snugly. He was a slender boy, as I'd said, and didn't appear
to have an ounce of fat on him, his belly flat and taut. The underwear
framed a nice little butt, a pair of bubbly globes. On the front side he
seemed to fill the pouch out and although I wasn't an expert on boys, it
appeared as though he might be above average.

While I acknowledged to myself that I was bi-sexual I hadn't found myself
attracted to preteens except when I was one. I'd been messing around with
other boys since I was 9 or 10 and when we entered puberty it seemed to
escalate. By the time I was 14 I'd been sucked and fucked and done the same
to a dozen other boys. I'd lost my cherry with a girl when I was half way
through my freshman year, me and three other boys tag teaming the young
cousin of one of the boys. She had been close to Darien's age, 12, and
apparently had been having sex for over a year at the time I nailed her. It
had been a little weird, her being so young but I loved the smoothness of
her body and the tightness of her cunt, although it wasn't as tight as any
of the boys I'd fucked. She'd told me that I'd had the biggest cock that
she had ever had.

In high school I had participated in more than a few 3-ways and even some
cluster fucks. Girls loved to watch boys do stuff together and I'd had no
qualms about kissing other boys, sucking their cocks or even fucking them
while a girl watched or even participated in one way or another. Because of
an above average endowment, 8 plus inches, and fairly thick I had been a
favorite with boys and girls alike. I'd inherited great body tone and
worked to keep it that way so I was what people referred to as a corn fed
Iowa boy, corn colored hair and deep blue eyes and a tight body.

Yepp, I had no problem getting all the sex I could handle and dangerous as
it might have been, I'd even been with a couple of guys in boot
camp. Needless to say those encounters had mostly been furtive and very
infrequent but they had happened all the same. One of the guys wanted me to
go away with him on a weekend pass but I'd declined.

So there I was, watching a really beautiful 12 year old boy practically
prancing around in his underwear in front of me without the slightest bit
of embarrassment, shame or any other negative emotion. In fact, I got the
impression that it was sort of a rite of passage or a test for me and it
didn't escape my attention that Darien appeared to begin to get hard while
doing it.

He finally managed to get changed and we headed downstairs, out through a
massive kitchen and eventually made it to the tennis courts at the side of
the house where the boy opened a metal cabinet and pulled out a couple of
rackets and balls. I'd never spent much time with a tennis racket in my
hand, preferring the more manly sports. Needless to say I spent a great
deal of time chasing balls. Darien gave a lot of pointers including
actually holding my arm and moving it in a correct manner. Still and all it
was fun and we spent the better part of an hour doing it. The sun was high
though and for me, still pretty hot.

"You wanna go swimming," Darien finally asked me after a few minutes
resting on a bench. I explained that I thought it was a great idea but I
didn't have a swim suit.

"We have plenty Mathew. We keep a bunch of them in different sizes for when
we have guests. Rosa always washes them afterwards so you don't have to
worry about cooties or someone else's pubes or things like that." We put
the rackets away and I followed Darien to the pool and subsequent pool
house. There were separate rooms for each sex which included showers and
toilets. Darien went to a cabinet and pulled open a drawer to reveal a slew
of swim suits. He asked my size then rummaged around and came out with a
red Speedo.

"This should work," he told me as he handed it to me. He pulled open
another drawer and pulled out a light blue suit. "We keep ours out here too
so we don't track water into the house and stuff," he explained and began
to undress. I wondered what his parents would say about getting naked in
front of someone he'd barely known for an hour. I had to assume that it
wasn't an issue.

Before I knew it Darien was standing before me naked as the day he was
born. With some hesitation, and trying not to look at him, I shucked my
boxers and of course the kid looked right at my crotch.

"Wow you got a big one Mathew," he said, "It must be huge when it's hard."
He stood there looking at me so I assumed that gave me permission to do the
same. Hell for all I knew that was what the kid had planned given the
demonstration in his bedroom. Darien wasn't exactly a little boy
himself. Hanging in front of his pelvic bone was a good 5 inches of light
brown cock, the head completely covered by its foreskin. There was a slight
amount of hair at the very base of it and beneath it his balls hung, one
below the other in a hairless sac. I was surprised that the boy was as
mature as he was.

"I hope my dick gets as big as yours," he added in a soft voice.

"It looks like you're well on your way there kiddo," I told him as I
stepped into the swim suit.

"Thanks," he said as he too began to suit up. "Your balls look pretty big
too; I bet you make a ton of sperm." That statement took me by surprise and
left me speechless. I mean, how the hell do you answer that to anyone let
along a preteen kid that you'd just met. I chose not to say anything but he
persisted. "Do you Mathew; do you make a lot of sperm?" We both tugged the
Speedos into place and did some adjusting.

"Umm, yeah, I guess so. I never thought about it." That, of course, was a
bald faced lie. There isn't a boy alive who didn't contemplate everything
about the love juice that he created.

"I don't make very much, only a few drops," he said, a certain amount of
pride in his high pitched voice. He looked right at my groin again then
pulled a couple of towels from another drawer, tossed one to me. "Let's go
swim."

We goofed around in the pool, dove of the diving board, and I did some over
my shoulder tosses with Darien which was easy; he wasn't very heavy. In the
process I managed to get my hands on his little butt as well as the front
of his suit, none of which appeared to bother him in the least. One at
least two occasions when I lifted him up Darien laid his crotch up against
my face and I swear he was half way hard the last time.

Certainly there was a little grab ass on his part; swimming under water and
touching my crotch, rubbing my butt, that sort of stuff. I was beginning to
wonder if this was going to lead somewhere which created some very mixed
feelings. He was kid; I was a guest in his parent's house. On the other
hand he was downright gorgeous and seemed pretty interested in messing
around, whatever that might mean. I found myself wondering for a moment
what it would be like being with him.

After another hour he said he wanted to get out and was I okay with that. I
was, so off we went to the changing room where Darien immediately peeled
his swim suit off and waited for me to join him casually rubbing at his
cock or balls as he waited. Of course when I stood upright he all but
stared at my crotch from a few feet away before saying "Let's shower."

I followed him to the shower area admiring his slender boy-is butt; slender
but not flat. The globes of his cheeks moved outward from the small of his
back creating a very nice, knead able ass. There were a couple of shower
head so each took one and went about cleaning ourselves.

"I love being in the shower don't you Mathew? I love being naked under the
hot water." Clearly he did even when he went about soaping his front. He
treated his boyhood charms with love and attention, gently running his
soapy hands over everything. It didn't take long before he started to bone
up. As he reached around behind himself to clean his hole I stood watching
his young cock on its rise to glory until it stood strong and proud in
front of his slender brown body. Only when he knew he was full on hard did
he turn completely to face me, his eyes going straight to my cock.

I wasn't hard but the warmth of the shower caused all my stuff to go into
full hang, my balls heavy and low with my cock resting against them.

"Fuck I can't believe how big you are," Darien said quietly. He rubbed at
his balls, pulling the sac up as far as nature would allow then letting
them back down. He stepped from under his shower head and stood right in
front of me, slowly skinning his dusky foreskin back and forth over his
more pale cock head. "Make it hard for me Mathew." His voice had deepened
somewhat, which shouldn't have been a huge surprise.

"Do you think that's wise Darien?" He nodded his head.

"Yeah, its okay, my dad is gone and no one else will come out here." I was
already starting to harden watching the boy play with himself; seeing the
beautiful young thing naked and all up in a fog of hotness. Once Darien saw
that I was responding he reached out and brought his hand up underneath my
cock and squeezed it then stroked it a few times. Needless to say it grew
in his hand but before I was fully stiffened he took his other hand away
from his own dick.

"Touch mine Mathew." It was weird taking directions from a boy but my own
blood was beginning to run hot. I hadn't been in a situation like that for
3 months; a situation where I didn't have to be on guard. I took hold of
him and did to him what the boy was doing to me; squeezed and stroked his
raging boner.

"Oh fuck that feels good," he murmured, closing his eyes as if to revel in
the feelings. Well it felt damned good to me too, both ways. "Shit you're
fucking huge," he said when he let go of me and my cock stood at full
attention. He reached down and cupped my balls, hefting the large eggs as
if weighing them.

"I really need to cum bad," he finally said. "But I want to suck your cock
first." By that time I was beyond caring about much of anything except
playing sexy with that hot young boy. I nodded my head.

Darien dropped to his knees and pulled my cock down toward his mouth and
simply took it inside. Looking down and seeing his mouth filled with my
cock was almost overwhelming because it really was filled. He tried to move
his head to and fro and actually give me a blow job but there wasn't much
he could really do although he tried. He stroked me, felt my balls, and ran
his tongue over the sensitive silky head of my dick. After a moment he took
it out of his mouth then rubbed it against his smooth face, moaning as he
did it. He moved his head and kissed my balls then took the loose skin into
his lips and pulled on it before going back to sucking me.

I couldn't believe how hot this kid was for cock, for sex. I wondered if I
was going to be able to spend time with him, rolling with naked abandon in
my bed. He finally stopped and stood up then stood on his tip toes with his
head raised. I leaned down and planted my lips against his and was against
surprised at the forcefulness of him. He pushed his tongue into my mouth
and groped at my crotch at the same time.

"Fuck I want you to fuck me so bad Mathew, I really want your big fat cock
in my ass but we don't have time. Make me cum Mathew, please make me cum."
I dropped to my knees and took the boy into my mouth. He moaned loudly as
pulled him to me, taking every inch of him into my mouth. I loved the feel
of his young cock against my lips and my tongue. I don't know what it is
but boys are different than men. They smell different, they feel different
and while it had been some time since I'd been with a young boy all of
those feelings that I'd had when I was young came flooding back to me.

I pulled on his butt then pushed on his hips so of course it only took
Darien about 2 seconds to start fucking his cock into my mouth. He held on
to the sides of my head as if I was going to stop what I was doing. I
wasn't. It didn't take long before he moaned out loud, his cock stiffened
and I felt a small droplet of liquid on my tongue. Darien kept up the
motion for another 30 seconds then pulled his cock from my mouth with a
giggle.

"Now you Mathew; shoot your sperm out for me," he said. I did as he asked,
grasped onto my thick cock and began jacking off with a fury. I tugged on
my nuts to help things along and really, since I hadn't cum much in the
past 3 months it didn't take long.

"Almost Darien," I panted and the boy watched me intently. What he didn't
do was move out of the way so when the first jet of cum erupted from my
cock head it hit him on the upper thigh of his left leg. I moaned loudly,
my knees sagged, and I kept jacking off. 6 full squirts of sperm later my
cock quit spitting the goo out but continued to ooze it out. The stuff
still ran out pretty fast and went down over my fingers where my stroking
motion made it mostly fly off onto the shower floor. Darien watched
intently but quietly until the show was over although I continued to nurse
my dick to get everything out of the fleshy tube.

"Fuck that was awesome Mathew. I'm glad you didn't cum in my mouth or I'd a
choked." I finally let go of myself, tugged on my balls a couple of times
then scratched at my crotch then went back under the shower spray to clean
off a little bit.  Of course the afterglow of cumming made me somewhat
introspective and I got a little nervous about what had happened. What if
we'd been caught, what if the kid says something. I'd be fucked for sure.

We finally got out of the shower and began to dry off. "I meant what I said
Mathew," Darien said. "I really want you to fuck me. Tonight in your bed,
or mine, I don't care. I never seen a dick as big as yours and I really
want to play with it and stuff when we aren't in a big hurry."

I didn't know what to say so didn't say anything but just proceeded to get
dressed. We headed into the house, found out that his parents were going
out to a benefit and wouldn't be back until much later. Rosa would of
course fix dinner and manage the house, as usual. Darien asked if I wanted
to shoot some pool or play some games and since I didn't have anything else
to do I said okay.

We spent the afternoon in the game room doing exactly that; going from pool
to video games and even a game of chess at which I got beat pretty
badly. During the entire afternoon Darien engaged in body contact with me;
a light touch in passing as he moved around the pool table, a quick brush
of my arm or leg in making a point, that sort of thing. None of it was
sexual in nature; at least I didn't think so. During that time I discovered
that the boy was highly intelligent and knowledgeable on a variety of
topics. Despite his age I found myself enjoying spending time with him and
of course looking at him was, well, pretty great.

As I said, Darien was tall for his age, at least in my estimation and
probably stood easily 5'4 or more inches. He was quite slender, like his
father as well as his mother. It seemed to me that boys at that age and
body build tended to be rather awkward but Darien moved with a fluid grace,
seeming to be in complete control of his growing body and equally
comfortable in it.

The color of his skin helped to highlight his eyes, his crystal white
teeth, and lips that I already knew were eminently kissable. His smile was
easy and natural and his eyes twinkled, especially when he was tickled
about something. I found myself considering all of these things then
remembering back to our time in the pool house. The boy was hot as
firecracker, sensual as well as sexual. I wondered about his statement of
wanting me to fuck him. I wondered what experience the boy had so far in
his young life to be so seemingly determined about me filling his tight
little asshole that he mentioned it twice, making sure that I was fully
aware of his intentions. If I thought about it long enough I'd get a woody
and I didn't particularly want that. Oh sure, I suppose that if Darien knew
that my body had primed itself for some unknown reason he would be willing
to do something about it but I didn't really want to take that chance. I
was however looking forward to rolling naked in a bed with the young god,
being able to explore his body with wild abandon, to lick and otherwise
explore every nook and cranny of his body until he moaned for release.

"Hey, Mathew." I heard him say which brought me back to reality. I
refocused my eyes on him and the boy smiled at me which caused me to all
but melt. "You were way outta here dude." He looked at my crotch and
smiled. "Were you thinking about this afternoon, and tonight," he said
rather than asked. He reached out and felt the front of my jeans, felt my
cock as it nestled there, about a third of the way hard. He squeezed me
gently then rubbed at where my cock head was. We were still alone in the
game room, both doors closed. "I can hardly wait till tonight Mathew," he
said huskily. "I can hardly wait to be naked and having you hold me and rub
me and stuff." He unzipped my jeans and slipped his hand inside and
continued to squeeze my dick into a full blown hard on. "Oh man having you
fuck me with this is going to be so awesome," he said, gripping me tightly
and slowly stroking although there wasn't much room for that.

I reached down and touched the front of Darien's pants and discovered that
he too was as hard as a boy can get. He sighed heavily and pushed his hips
forward to create more pressure. "I'm not sure I want to wait, at least to
cum again. I loved you sucking my cock; you're way better than either of my
friends and you really know what to do." So, there seemed to be at least a
partial answer to my question about the boys' experience. He'd been playing
with friends, typical of many if not most boys.

"Come on, I have an idea." He stepped away and I zipped my pants back up
and adjusted my dick to relieve at least some of the discomfort. I followed
Darien outside and into the bushes that sat along side the house. He
continued along the back side of the 4 car garage then slipped through a
door. I followed him, noticing that the two cars that remained were high
end pieces of machinery. He went up a set of wooden stairs then down a
short hallway and into a large open room that appeared to be a storage
area. There were boxes, trunks, pieces of furniture, and other items that
people won't throw out, all situated in no particular arrangement. He led
me around and through the conglomeration to another small door way that
required me to stoop down in order to pass through.

I appeared that we were at the end of the garage, two windows providing a
generous amount of light in an area the size of a living room. "Cool huh?"
he said. I nodded my head because it was; a perfect place for a boy to hide
out in. A large mattress was leaned up against one wall, other odds and
ends around it and I imagined that this might be an area where Darien
played with his friends, a notion that he confirmed.

"This is where my friend Justin first showed me how to suck cock," the boy
said with a smile and immediately kicked off his shoes. "Come, let's get
naked." I kicked my shoes off as well and in less than a minute we stood
before each other, both sporting hard cocks although mine wasn't fully
hard. "God I love your dick Mathew," Darien said then stepped forward and
grasped onto it while his other hand played with my balls.  The kid's hands
felt good, smaller than an adult's hands of course which seemed to make it
more stimulating somehow.

He finally let go, asked me to help him drop the mattress, which I did,
then he flopped down on it, me following suit. He snuggled into my arms and
planted his lips against mine and in seconds it was a nostril flaring,
mouth wide open, tongue battling kiss.

"I really love kissing and you're really good at it Mathew, just like
everything else. His hand had already moved to my crotch so I reached out
and took hold of him, feeling and squeezing up the length of almost 6
inches of boy boner. I stroked him a few times then pushed him onto his
back. I looked down onto Darien's smooth face, the boy looking right back
at me.

"Goddamn you're beautiful," I said to him in a soft voice. My hand
continued to play with him, cupping and feeling his sperm makers then
moving to squeeze and stroke his cock. I leaned my head down and flicked my
tongue at one of his nipples causing him to squirm a little. I flicked it a
couple of times then placed my mouth over the little nubbin and began
nursing at him.

"Ooohh fuck," he moaned, his hand going to my head and holding me tight to
him. I knew well the feelings that were ripping through his body and
wondered if he'd experienced any nipple play before. I didn't stay there
very long but slid down the mattress until I was above his crotch. I simply
looked at him for a moment, taking it all in. His cock was as hard as any
boys' cock could get, hanging in the air above his taut belly. The head was
half way out of his foreskin, and had an angry red tone to it. The rampant
member moved slightly with every beat of Darien's young heart. I took in
the small smattering of black hairs, none of them having yet begun to
curl. Between his smooth thighs his sac was at full hang, the weight of his
balls pulling out most of the wrinkles, the completely smooth and hairless
skin as tantalizing as the rest of him. It was incredible, the boy was
incredible.

I leaned my head in and this time, instead of smelling the last vestiges of
chlorine, I smelled boy; the heady fragrance of a growing boy, a boy into
puberty. My heart about flip flopped. I moved onto my knees then put my
mouth in close and nuzzled at the soft skin of his nuts. I loved boys'
balls almost more than anything else. Don't know why that is but it is. I
kissed the eggs, moved them around with my lips then licked at them,
pushing them even more. Finally I cupped the sperm makers in my hand,
fondled them for a moment then tugged down which pulled his boy boner
upright.

I gazed at it for a moment, again noticing the redness at the tip of the
foreskin, visible even though the boys' skin tone wasn't plain white. His
cock head was about half way exposed, it too, red tinted because of the
blood trapped inside. Continuing to hold his balls down I hooked the raging
penis with my thumb to keep it in place, wrapped a few fingers around the
stiff member then retracted the skin completely.

I'd always loved playing with uncircumcised boys, as did any cut boy, at
least any that I knew. Uncut cocks were fascinating, different, and seemed
to add a new dimension to playing with your cock, or someone else's. I
leaned down and licked at the swollen head tasting a wee bit of precum in
the process and Darien moaned at the new feelings it produced. I finally
opened wide and lowered my head and closed my lips down against the shaft
and took every inch of him into my mouth.

I loved sucking a cock, any cock, but boys' cocks were even better. They
were smaller, easier to manage, seemed harder sometimes but above all they
belonged to a boy and the intensity of feelings that a young boy
experienced was, in my opinion, twice that of men, even older teenage
boys. It was generally all so new I guess. Regardless, Darien moaned loudly
as I began to move my head up and down, massaging his boyhood pride and joy
with tightened lips and when possible, my tongue.

I felt Darien's hand touch my leg, searching for my cock. I turned my body
so that the boy could handle me which he did immediately, wrapping his
fingers around my cock and stroking me gently. "I want to suck on you too
Mathew can you turn around?" His voice had deepened with lust. I let go of
him then lay down facing him and Darien turned onto his side. I dropped an
arm over his slender little ass then recaptured his cock just as his hand
held my dick still in order to get his mouth wrapped around it. We both
placed our top feet flat on the mattress to give the other as much access
to our stuff as possible then both went to town.

By pushing and pulling gently on Darien's butt I got the boy to fuck his
hard young cock into my hungry mouth. I loved the primal feel of that; a
boy using his cock to breed, even if the thing being bred wouldn't
reproduce. At the other end the boy did his best to service me, alternating
between sucking and licking. I knew that I was a mouthful. Many a boy and
man had done their best to accommodate me and rarely managed to take more
than half of me inside their mouths. I wasn't dissatisfied though. There is
no such thing as a poor blowjob, some are just better than others.

I could hear low moans coming from Darien and wondered what it was going to
be like stuffing my cock up his tight little asshole. The hand draped on
his butt moved toward his crack and using leverage pushed one cheek open so
that a finger could move inside. That finger found his puckered little hole
and moved gently back and forth across the wrinkled muscle while two other
fingers pushed at his sac.

"Fuck," Darien said as he let go of me and rolled away. Of course I asked;
what.

He turned around to face me and all but slammed his lips against mine, his
hunger very obvious. "I am so hot to have you fuck me Mathew. God I haven't
been this hot forever. I can't believe I don't have any lube out here,
shit." I was with him on that.

"Well it'll have to wait," I said as I reached over and took hold of his
raging boner. I began to stroke him and he allowed me that, rolling onto
his back. I picked up speed, moving his foreskin back and forth over his
swollen cock head. I was using only fingers and thumb so the pressure was
concentrated on the sensitive flesh. It didn't take long before the boy
moaned and thrust his hips upward into my face. His cock thickened against
my fingers and a small watery glob spit out onto his chest. He relaxed
immediately and a second droplet more or less fell out onto his lower
belly. I leaned down and took his cock into my mouth and sucked up the
little sperm that was left. Needless to say it didn't last long because of
the ultra sensitive flesh.

I wiped up the piddling amount of cum from his body and wiped it on the
underside of my own dick then used fingers only to jack off. Of course my
body absorbed the liquid fairly quickly so I finished off in the usual full
fisted manner, squirting another load of hot jizz onto my belly. Darien had
watched mostly but toward the end had played with my balls, cupping and
tugging on the large eggs, his action helping me get to where we both
wanted me. Afterwards he commented again on how much sperm I made.

Darien finally pulled a rag from a box, its crustiness not escaping my
attention. As I cleaned up Darien commented again on my dick size and how
much he loved it and wanted it in his ass. The talk didn't help his dick
deflate.

We lay there sort of cuddling, a post coital glow without the coital. Our
lips were together although more just touching than really kissing. Either
those things or the solid construction of the building prevented either of
us from hearing the usual creaks that warned of someone coming.

"I figured you'd bring him up here," a voice said, causing me to jerk away
from Darien as if he were on fire. Tosha was standing not 3 feet from the
end of the mattress wearing a flower print sun dress. Her eyes were mostly
focused on my cock, still half way hard and lying downward onto the top of
my thigh. I quickly put my hand down to cup my stuff which was futile at
best. Darien rolled onto his back and propped himself up on his elbows,
making no effort what so ever to cover up his boyhood charms, his cock
still rock hard, the end resting against his tanned flesh.

"Hey Tosh," the boy said to his sister. "What do you think?" He angled his
head toward my groin and 2 things hit me at once. One was that these 2 had,
at the very least, seen each other naked and I don't mean as little kids
taking a bath. Part of that included the probability that they'd played
house together. The second was a realization that in all likelihood I was
going to get to play with them together.

The beautiful young girl lifted the hem of her dress, revealing a light
pink thong that barely covered her pussy. I wondered very briefly what kind
of mother would purchase such a thing for a child her age. I all but stared
at it as she pulled the dress over her head and tossed it onto our
clothing. I watched her drop to her knees on the mattress edge.

"Move your hand Mathew, let me see," she said in her still high but
seductive voice. I did as she commanded, moved my hand then moved into a
position similar to Darien's, propped up on both elbows.

"My Gosh you're huge," she said, a catch in her breath.

"How would you like that in your tight little cunt Tosha," her brother
asked. "It would almost split you open." Tosha didn't say anything, just
stared. "Since Mathew showed you his cock it's only fair that he get to see
your pussy." I liked Darien's thinking.

Tosha stood up then hooked her thumbs in her underwear and peeled them
down. She didn't move fast or slow but it was still erotic. She bent,
pulled one leg out and then the other then stood up before me.

Like her brother she was slender, no fat anywhere, the creases of her thigh
and pubic bone created a V with her slit right in the middle. Also like her
brother, Tosha had begun the maturation process. There wasn't any hair on
her pussy but the lips had begun growing and were more puffy than probably
a year before. They were parted slightly so that a very small nubbin of her
clitoris was starting to peek through. Absently, much like a boy does with
his groin; her hand went downward and rubbed on one lip then pulled it open
to allow her entire clit out for air. I loved looking at the smooth folds
and petals of girl's pussy, something I didn't particularly care for in
older girls or women. A finger moved and rubbed at her sensitive flesh
causing her to inhale a little sharply.

My cock began to harden rapidly which did not go unnoticed by the young
girl because she asked if I liked looking at her pussy. I nodded my
head. "Then I'll bet that you'd love to touch it or even lick it."

"I would," I said, my voice getting husky again. It took me back to that
time when I lost my virginity, the thrill and excitement of seeing and
touching a girl's privates. Sure, I loved playing with boys and doing all
manner of things with them but I was still a boy and boys were attracted to
pussy like a rat to cheese.

Tosha stepped forward and knelt beside me, her knees parted by at least a
foot, then rested on her haunches. She reached out and took hold of my
stiffened cock.

"It's harder and warmer than yours Darien," she said in a soft voice. The
young girl squeezed and then stroked me. "It doesn't have the foreskin,
just like Micah's doesn't." I wondered who Micah was then she added, "or
Daniel's." Goddamn girl seemed to get around and I wondered just how much
action she'd seen. I didn't think I needed to ask permission to touch her
so reached out, palm up, and put my hand between her legs, my fingers
rubbing at her slit. The position wasn't the best so my thumb had to be
content with rubbing upward across her clit which seemed to please
her. Darien had turned onto his side facing us and watched his little
sister explore and be explored.

"Do you like girls too Mathew," he asked and I nodded my head. "I do too
but not nearly as much as I like boys. I fucking love boys." I looked over
at him and smiled and said I was glad because I did too.

I returned my gaze and attention on Tosha and watched as she bent over and
guided my cock head to her mouth then closed her lips around it. I wasn't
sure which was hotter; seeing her mouth or seeing her brother's clamping
down on my dick. Regardless of that however the feelings were really great
then Darien added to the mix by getting in there and licking at my
balls. Having two beautiful faces in my crotch was almost more than I could
handle.

I got tired of just feeling on Tosha's pussy; I wanted and needed
more. "How about if you change positions and I'll return the favor Tosha."
She didn't need to think about what I'd asked, simply let go of my dick,
swung her leg over my chest then settled in before taking my cock back in
her mouth. I was now face to face with her crotch but from behind, a view
that I loved on males and females alike. With Tosha at the top was her
puckered pink asshole then slit. Her cunt hole was still almost hidden by
her lips but I could still easily tell where it was at. Further down the
slip opened slightly and her clitoris poked through.

I put my fingers up there and peeled the lips open revealing her cunt hole,
moist and pink. I wanted my cock in there in the worst way and somehow knew
that was going to happen soon. I lifted my head put my face in close,
sniffing in the fragrance of her. It was similar to her brother but
different. I stuck my tongue out and licked at her hole, tried to get my
tongue into the small tight opening. I rearranged my hands and pulled her
back to me, pressed my face in against her flesh and began licking for all
I was worth while thinking, "Preteen pussy is the best."

I heard myself moan as the feelings ripped through my 18 year old body. I
felt another hand on my cock and knew that Darien had gotten into the mix;
that he was holding my cock and stroking it for his younger sister who then
could concentrate on sucking me off. With little warning I came. To her
credit Tosha didn't move but kept her mouth over my cock head and swallowed
my sperm. Still, it was a lot and I felt it running down my cock I forced
my nose and my tongue into her pussy, licking at her clit as my balls
drained out.

"Fuck Tosh it looks hot seeing Mathew's sperm on your face and stuff,"
Darien said, his husky voice reflecting his feelings. And then it all went
to hell.

The sound of a garage door opening was startling and caused the two
children to move fairly rapidly. I got a brief glimpse of my sperm on
Tosha's lips and running down her chin. She grabbed her thong, wiped cum
off her face and quickly pulled the spermy clothes on. Darien already had
his pants on, stuffing his underwear in the pocket. I wiped the cum off my
dick and grabbed the underwear that Darien was handing me. Tosha had her
sundress on and was heading toward the stairway as we heard a car door
close.

"Wait till she goes in the house then duck around and come up the driveway
like you're coming from Anna Marie's," Darien instructed his sister. Still
on my back I tugged my jeans on while Darien stood and watched me. "Mom
will probably go straight upstairs to get changed for the benefit
tonight. We'll get out and go back around to the back of the house and come
in from that direction." He paused for a moment as I stood, pulling my
shirt on, my heart beating a mile a minute. I hated having a cum
interrupted before it was fully over and could feel sperm leaking out into
my underwear. Of course that was all preferable to going to jail for having
sex with two minors but still, cooling sperm in my crotch was not fun.

"Goddamn that was hot Mathew." He leaned in and kissed me then we heard the
door into the house open and close. "Tosha is going to want you to fuck her
you know but I get you first. Come on, let's get out of here."

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