Date: Wed, 12 Feb 2020 14:10:35 -0800 From: Andy Parker Subject: Pamela's Little Brother in Bisexual-adult-youth I awoke in a frazzled state which seemed to be happening often lately. I was not clear about where I was but there seemed to be a certain electricity in the air of a quasi spiritual nature. as my eyes became more focused I was able to detect a vision of beauty sitting a few feet from the bed smiling over at me. she looked to my waking eyes like a girl, 11 or 12 years old. she was wearing a tiny mini-skirt and with her legs crossed with an adoring look on her face. I was so infatuated with the sight that I did not immediately notice my own state which was in semi-nude disarray. a sheet covered my upper torso but only partially below. my member was no longer drowsy but had become erect, tenting up the sheet but leaving my balls exposed beneath. the seated angel look both bemused and aroused. one of her hands was lightly caressing the shimmering pink skin of her thigh and her tongue was licking her blush colored lips. my eyes widened and the sheet tent got larger. suddenly the girl, eyes still gazing at my display, uncrossed her legs and slowly crossed them the other way. at mid-crossing my eyes must have looked ready to pop out. this exquisitely pretty little girl, it turned out, was not a girl at all! Or at least, not totally, when she, um, when he, the darling boy, noticed my interest he reopened his legs and spread them such that his delightful 4" erection popped out and up and wiggled provocatively in my direction almost as if it were waving hello. I was prepared to wave back when a familiar voice penetrated my erotic trance. Are you two naughty boys showing off for each other? my goodness, what would jesus say? Startled, I almost jumped off the bed and in the process my rudely erected tent sheet flipped off leaving a somewhat larger erection waggling in an even more flagrant manner than my angel boys counterpart. I jumped up not knowing quite what to do Pamela. sorry, sorry. didn't mean that to happen. I was just um... well I mean what are you doing here? no no I mean what am I doing here? I was blushing furiously trying to pick the sheet up to cover myself and not really succeeding you look totally silly standing there like that Richard. lay back down on the bed Pamela pushed me back onto the bed, tore the sheet from my hand and tossed it aside. she brushed away my attempts to retrieve the sheet and sat down on the bed next to me. she placed a cool hand provocatively on my warm thigh well Richard. I see you've met my pretty little sibling. it seems he's made a big impression on you Pamela laughed and pointed a finger at my erection which had flopped at an angle facing and almost touching the accusatory finger Danny, she said to my little provocateur, are you tempting Richard in his path of unrighteous evil no Danny said. its just fun. its ok with jesus thank you for that scriptural interpretation little brother. but I think you might want to pay a little more attention to what jesus wants you to be you mean like Henry T Proctor, Pamela? I offered with a sarcasm which did not belie the fact that my hardon was aiming a quivering threat to her hand still stroking my thigh Richard, Richard! your sarcasm is not helpful to you, Pamela proclaimed beaming beatifically virtuous I was referring to the recent encounter between my penis and your besotted preacher, Pamela. what would your beloved jesus have to say about that? Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another, Pamela retorted with a saintly smirk of condensation it seems as if Henry T felt that love for me last night Pamela she ignored my response. come over here Danny, she ordered patting the bed on the other side of my semi-inclined body. in leaning over my body, she pressed my firmly erect cock down against my abdomen causing an excruciatingly enthralling sensation in my constricted member Danny trotted over like a little princeling with his penis wiggling erectedly at us and jumped on the bed next to me isnt it wonderful that god made such wondrous creatures as ourselves, dick? Pamela suggested I looked at Pamela, so pretty as to take my breath away even dressed dourly in the spirit of her religion I looked at Danny, now completely naked having disposed of all his clothes, so pretty as to send my sex organ pointing skyward and ready for action a slight drool was leaking from the side of my mouth as I gazed at Danny's teasing apparatus, so appealing as to appear simply evolved to fit into the contours of my mouth. as I began to gurgle a response, my tongue was forced to slurp the drool back into my mouth which enlisted hearty laughter from Pamela and her brother dicky! it seems that Danny has totally bewitched you. I think maybe that divine intervention is necessary. as the saint said `tis better to marry than to burn' I decided to play the fool to keep myself from spontaneously erupting over the seductive boy lying next to me. I'm not planning to marry Danny, Pamela. he's a bit young for me. don't take `marry' so literally, Richard. in this case the best interpretation of to marry would be to suck Pamela took my head into her hand and directed it to Danny's penis which the boy had thrust forward by slightly raising his sweet loins in my direction oh dicky. it is more blessed to give than to receive, Pamela whispered in my ear as I sucked Danny's stunningly pretty cock and balls into my mouth I felt more than sufficiently compensated as a giver of pleasure for having, the night before, twice received the blessed gift of ultimate release from the reverend Henry T Procter. Danny's cooing, giggling, oooing and ahhing was a gift of impending passionate release that kept on giving (with Pamela's intimate encouragement) until his boy thing jerked, spasmed and thrust into my mouth, ejaculating several sweet cum bubbles of orgasmic bliss. oh yes I burbled. Ask and it will be given to you! Sometimes you don't even have to ask.