Date: Fri, 17 Sep 2004 20:04:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Bill Subject: Seventh Grade Bisexual Fun Seventh Grade Bisexual Fun by Bill Whenever I want a great sexual daydream, I just remember back to September, 1974. If I close my eyes, it's almost like I'm there again.... Being in 7th grade sure is different. Two-thirds of the kids in my class here at Woodside Junior High went to different elementary schools than me last year. And many the kids I know from 6th grade seem like they did a lot of growing over the summer, and not just in height... some of the girls who had flat chests at the end of 6th grade now have real tits! I'm a little scared about how I'll fit in this year. I get along OK with a variety of classmates -- the smart kids, the popular kids, the athletic kids, the "average" kids but I've always been kind of shy, and I never really fit into a clique. This year, there seems to be a new clique -- the hippies. You can tell them by their clothes and hair and the political stuff they talk about. Some of my friends were saying that all the hippy kids smoke marijuana too, but I'm not sure I believe it. In history class, there's this hippy girl sitting a row ahead of me and one row over. God; she's totally beautiful! A pretty face; long straight dark-blond hair past her shoulders; slender, but not skinny. She's wearing a long skirt that goes down to her ankles and a tank-top shirt that clings to her chest... and it's really obvious she's not wearing a bra! Her tits aren't all that big, but they're rounded and have nice pointy nipples pushing out against the thin material. God! It's driving me crazy! Just looking at the hippy girl has made my penis get incredibly stiff... standing up 4 inches in my pants. I guess I've grown a bit over the summer too... at least down there! At recess after lunch I bring my lacrosse stick from my locker, hoping that someone else will have one too. I'm not a natural athlete, but I learned lacrosse at a very young age and it's my one good sport. I grew up in an area where everyone played it. We moved here summer before last, and hardly anyone plays. I keep trying to get my friends interested, without much success. I start bouncing the ball against a concrete wall, and then I see another kid coming out with a stick. "What to play catch?" "Sure!" His name is Donny, and he went to a different elementary school than me, but we seem to hit it off right away. Donny and I try to impress each other with fancy stick-work, and by the time recess is over, it's like we're best friends. "Hey Bill, you should come by my house sometime," he says as we walked back into the school building. "We have a lacrosse goal set up in our back yard." "You do? Cool!" I reply. Being able to make shots on a goal in the backyard would be awesome. He's a good athlete, with a strong-looking body, and he's a couple inches taller than me. He tries out for the football team that afternoon after school and makes it. Donny's good looking, too... very masculine, with a handsome face. I guess I'm decent- looking. People always say I'm "cute", but I'm not sure how to take that. All that week I hang out with Donny at lunch and recess, but not after school because he's at football practice. On Friday Donny invites me to come over to his house the next day. Turns out he lives only about a mile from me... an easy bike ride. When I wake up on Saturday, I put on my usual casual clothes... skimpy athletic shorts, knee-high tube socks with the stripes on the top, and a teeshirt, (Should I pick my Led Zeppelin shirt? Maybe Aerosmith... or Black Sabbath. I go with Zeppelin; it's my current favorite.) When I get to Donny's house, his mom answers the door tells me he's in the back yard and points me in the right direction. She seems cool... young-looking and dressed kind of hippy-style. When I go around to the back yard, I see Donny playing lacrosse with a girl. It's the hippy girl from History class! Donny's dressed pretty much like me -- shorts and teeshirts. The girl is wearing a jeans mini-skirt and a tank- top, and her hair is tied back in a ponytail. God, she beautiful! Not only that, she's throwing the hard rubber lacrosse ball into the goal with impressive speed and accuracy. She must be Donny's girlfriend. "Hey, Bill! Good to see ya! This is my twin sister, Linda." "Hi Bill. I recognize you from school." "Uh... hi! Yeah; I've noticed you too." I feel my face blushing. God! Her shirt is tight against her pointy breasts again. Don't look down at them! "So what do you think of Mr. Watson's History class? Wasn't it cool when he came in dressed up like Thomas Jefferson on Thursday to talk about the Declaration of Independence?" "Yeah; for sure," I reply. "And I heard that he does the costume thing more times during the year too. He sure is different from other teachers." We chat about school for a few minutes. Linda is so easy to talk to, putting me at ease immediately with her friendly conversation. I'm not at all nervous with her like I am with other girls... at least til I get to know them well. "Hey, Lin," says Donny. "Bill and me are gonna play lacrosse for a while. So do you think you could, like... you know...." He tilts his head toward the house. "Yeah, yeah... I know when I'm not wanted." She says it in a sarcastic voice but she's grinning, so it was clear she's not angry about Donny getting rid of her. "See ya, Bill!" And she gives me a flirty wink. Whoa! My heart flutters in my chest. She must really like me! As I watch her go back into the house, I say "Your sister is really..." I almost say 'beautiful', but that wouldn't be a good thing to tell her brother. "I mean... she seems nice." "She's OK... for a sister," he replies. Donny and I play around with our lacrosse sticks, whipping shots into the goal... and chasing missed shots into the shrubs. He's really good, but I'm almost his equal. The late-summer sun is starting to get hot, and we're both sweating. After a while, Donny's dad steps out on the back porch and calls to him. He's got a beard and fairly long hair, and he's wearing jeans and a leather vest over a Woodstock Festival teeshirt. "Hey, Donny! Your mom and I are going out to the Thompson's house for the day. We should be back by 6:00, but we'll call if we're later. Be cool, man." "OK, Dad!" he shouted. "Your parents are awesome, Donny. It's like they're college students, or something!" "Dad's a teacher at the university, and Mom is a social worker. They're pretty cool, I guess. " "Wow! My Dad has a boring job that involves insurance or something, and my Mom's just a housewife." "Sometimes I wish my parents were more like that... you know, normal. Like today, they're going to visit some hippy friends of theirs who live out in the country. Whenever they go out there, they come home all stoned. They might even do stuff like acid for all I know." "Have you tried it? You know... grass or acid?" I ask. (I certainly haven't.) "I tried grass a couple times. But it isn't good if you want to do sports... and it's hard to do homework for a couple days after you get high. Linda likes to get high and sometimes tries to get me to, but I just don't see the appeal." "Oh..." I have visions of Linda with a crowd of hippies in some meadow, like at Woodstock... smoking grass... dancing to music... taking off their shirts.... My mind snaps back before I get too deep into a daydream about Linda's body. We play lacrosse for another 20 minutes, and then Donny stops and pulls up the front of his teeshirt to wipe his sweaty face. I stare at his belly... it's flat and tan and even has some muscles! He must lift weights or do lots of sit-ups or something. "Wanna go inside and cool off for a while?" he says. "We got some Cokes in fridge." "Sure!" When we come into the air-conditioned house and get cans of soda, Donny suggests we go back to his room. When we get there, he closes the door behind us and flashes a conspiratorial smile. "Wanna see a Playboy magazine I got?" "You got a Playboy?! Cool! Let's see!" The closest I've ever come to looking at dirty pictures is the bare tits on pictures of native girls in National Geographic. (The young Polynesian girls are best.) Donny digs into his dresser and comes out with a well-worn magazine. "I paid a guy 5 bucks for it, but it was worth it!" We sit together on his bed as he turns the pages, quickly flipping through the pages with no pictures and lingering over each of the "prime" shots. The chicks sure are better looking than the native girls in National Geographic... buxom young women with beautiful faces and hair, perfect skin, and well-manicured little patches of pubic hair. Each picture is like an addictive drug... thoroughly enjoyable, but making me crave more. When he reveals the centerfold, my tongue is hanging out. "Christ! Look at her tits!" I moan. "She's so awesome!" "Yeah. She's my favorite chick in the whole magazine. Look at this next picture, where she's playing with her nipples!" Then he looks at me with a devilish grin and says "I bet my sister will have tits like that when she gets older." Whoa! He brought up a subject that I assumed was taboo. But since he had made a sexual references about his sister, I decide to explore the issue. "Have you ever, like... uh... seen her tits? You know... bare?" "Mmmm... maybe." He gives me a sly grin that leaves no doubt about the true answer. This sends my imagination into overdrive. "Did she let you... feel them?" His only reply is a big smile and a wink... just like Linda had given me. "Let's get back to the Playboy," he says before I can quiz him any more. By now, my penis is almost painfully rigid, trapped along the leg of my snug shorts and even tighter briefs. As inconspicuously as possible, I move my hand to my crotch and adjust my straining erection so it's pointing up. I think Donny hasn't noticed, since he's slobbering over Miss November of 1973, and I give my penis a couple of squeezes. God, that feels good! Then he looks over at me and grins. "I see you've got a boner!" he giggles. I feel my face blushing. Then he lifts the magazine off his lap to show the bulge in his own shorts. "I've got one too!" "It gets that way sometimes when I think about naked chicks," I say. "Weird, huh?" "Not weird at all. Boners are fantastic! I love to fool around with mine." "You do?" I'm not the only boy who does this! It's the first time I've talked to anyone else about this mysterious subject, but Donny makes it seem like it's no big deal. "Wanna compare, Bill? I'll show off my boner if you show yours," he says, with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Now I'm really blushing. I've never seen another boy with a boner, and nobody has ever seen mine. I sneak looks at other boys' dicks every chance I get, like in the locker room at the YMCA swimming pool where I was at day-camp over the summer, but I've never seen a stiff one other than my own. I check out my erection all the time, of course, proud of how much it has grown. In fact, I check it out just about every night, and I think it looks really nice. I'm intensely curious about what another boy's boner looks like, so I don't hesitate for more than a couple seconds. "OK!" I say, and sit there passively, letting him make the first move. "I'll go first," he says, standing up in front of me. He starts humming the music to the old instrumental song called "The Stripper" as he slowly pulls off his teeshirt, doing an exaggerated bump and grind dance. Donny then begins lowering his shorts, also in a slow teasing way, and kicks them off when they're around his ankles. I'm laughing at his antics, but I'm also feeling intense excitement and anticipation as I stare at his handsome athletic body, now clad only in white briefs that clearly show the erection underneath. He turns around and pulls his underpants down in back to show his slender round ass, then turns to face me again and slowly eases them down in front. Donny's erection is longer than mine... maybe 5 inches... and thicker. "Wow! You've got a nice one... and you've got hair too!" I say, staring intensely at his crotch. There's a sparse fringe of dark hairs above the base of his penis. Like me, he's circumcised, and his cockhead glows purplish-red. When he kicks off his briefs, he stands naked before me and thrusts his hips forward to show off his impressive boner. His fingertips stroke along the sides of the shaft, and it throbs visibly. Then his thumb presses down on the cock-head and lets it spring back to slap his belly. SWACK! "Cool!" I giggle. "OK. Now it's your turn to strip," he says. I stand up as Donny takes my place on the bed, still naked and sporting a straining erection. Doing the same striptease dance that Donny had, I'm quickly down to my white jockies. I have a strange tightness in my chest... almost like it's difficult to breath... as I slowly pull down my underpants to reveal my rigid penis. My 4-inch cock is totally hairless, but my balls are as big as Donny's and in a nice dangling ballsack that hangs down a bit lower than his. To my surprise, Donny reaches out and does the "spring" trick on my cock, pulling it out and making it snap back, and we both laugh. "Let's look at the Playboy some more," he says, picking up the magazine and patting the spot beside him for me to sit. He doesn't make a move to get dressed, so I sit down next to him, both of us still nude... both with raging boners. This time the magazine is draped across his right knee and my left. As I hold one side and he holds the other, looking at Miss November, I feel Donny's smooth leg sliding against mine. This is a new sensation for me... the eroticism of touching another person... and I find myself glancing over at Donny's boner more than I'm looking at the pictures. I want to touch it... explore it... but I don't dare make a move. Fortunately, Donny reads my thoughts and is more than happy to keep this adventure moving forward. "Want to feel each other up?" he asks. "Yeah!" I almost gasp, as the word has trouble escaping my constricted throat. "Stand up." We both stand and face each other, a foot apart. He reaches for my cock, and I reach for his. Oh, God! The electric jolt of Donny's hand stroking my penis is amplified magnificently by the erotic thrill of holding his throbbing erection... longer, thicker, hotter than my own. I'm ignorant about jacking off, and have not yet learned the stroke that will soon become second nature to me. But I'm getting my first taste of it -- that wonderful masturbation rush -- standing face-to-face with a handsome 12-year-old whose hand is sliding up and down my cock-shaft, lightly brushing the ridge of the exquisitely-sensitive glans. "Do you beat off?" he inquires. "Huh?" is my clueless reply. "You know. Stroke your dick til you cum," he says. I'm still clueless. "I don't think so." I'm not certain what he's referring to, but I don't press the issue. He stops stroking me and fondles my balls for a few moments, so I do the same to him. "Let's do a sword fight!" he says. I'd don't know what he's talking about, but it becomes instantly obvious when he holds his erection at its base and begins moving it against mine. The sensation of two hot cockheads rubbing together feels heavenly, and everything we're doing is a new, wonderful experience. "That feels so fantastic!" I gush. "If you like sword fighting, you'll like this even better. Stand really close to me so we can rub our boners between our bodies. He reaches around my waist, pulling me against him. It's like he's hugging me, but before I can think too much about how strange it is to be hugged by a boy, our crotches are humping together in a thrilling erotic rhythm. His hands move down to my ass cheeks as our cocks slide side-by-side, rubbing against our smooth bellies. It's like a dream... feeling the growing pleasure in my body... doing something so unexpected and so wonderfully exciting. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around Donny's body and nuzzle my face against his shoulder... our bodies straining against each other in adolescent lust. Without warning, Donny pulls us both onto his bed, which we are standing right next to. We giggle as we bounce on the mattress and wrestle each other for a few moments. But we immediately resume what we were doing before, lying face-to-face, boner-to- boner, hips urgently thrusting. After a few gloriously exciting minutes, he stops. "Want me to show you how to beat off? It'll feel awesome!" "Yes!" I moan, not even knowing what he's going to show me, but unquestioning in my desire to try anything he suggests. We pull apart, and he tells me to lie on my back, with my legs dangling over the side of the bed. He kneels on the floor between my legs and begins stroking my boner with a smooth and insistent rhythm... masturbating my rigid penis with two fingers and thumb forming a circle. His other hand holds my balls, fondling them and gently squeezing. I close my eyes and let the wonderful sensations wash over me. It feels great, and it just keeps getting greater as he keeps stroking me with his talented fingers. My nervous system has been elevated to an entirely new plane of existence, and now it's feeling downright weird! "Oh, God! That so.... God, that feels good!!" My body is reacting to the intense pleasure as if I had stuck my finger in an electric socket... muscles tensing, squirming, groaning as if I were in some terrible pain. "Oh!... Oh!... I can't stand it! It's too... Oh, God! It's so...." "You're almost there, man. Just go with the good feelings!" My breathing stops. My body becomes rigid as all my muscles contract. A swirling force-field of pleasure vibrates from within my penis as the circle of Donny's fingers lightly but relentlessly brushes my cockhead with swift up-and-down strokes. My penis is the center of the universe as the waves of pleasure rush over me. Finally, I reach down to stop Donny's hand. "Too much!... I can't take it anymore!" "Wow, man!" says Donny. "You had a great one! No sperm came out, but you had an awesome orgasm. So that was your first time?" "Yeah," I sigh. "And it was fantastic!" "Pretty soon... maybe a couple months... sperm will shoot out when you hit that peak, and it'll feel even better... just like fucking a girl." I mull over what he's saying, first wondering how it could get any better than that. And when I think about sperm shooting out of my boner, and the connection to fucking a girl, it ties up some of the loose ends of my incomplete knowledge of sex. "So can you shoot sperm?" I ask. "Yeah. I do it every day... sometimes like three or four times a day! Did it for the first time last Spring. I could do dry cums before that... like you just did.... but I don't think mine were as strong as yours." "Can I see you make your sperm cum?" "Sure... but I have an even better idea. Can you keep a secret?" he asks. I nod my head. "You think my sister is sexy... am I right?" "Well... uh... yeah. I guess so." I wonder what he's driving at. "Want to see Linda's tits? Maybe feel them too? Maybe even do some sex stuff with her?" "Well... SURE!" "You ever play strip poker?" I shake my head no. "But I've heard about it. The loser of each hand takes off a piece of his clothes, right?" "Yeah; that's it. Linda and me play strip poker sometimes with other kids. It's really fun. The last time there were six of us... three boys and three girls." "Wow!" My mind is reeling at the image of naked adolescent sex orgies involving Donny, Linda, and four other kids. "Let's go find Linda, and I'll ask her." We go down to the basement family room, and Linda is watching TV and eating from a bowl of popcorn. There's a scent in the air that I guess (correctly) is the remnant of marijuana smoke. "Hi guys," she says cheerfully as we approach. "Want some popcorn." We both grab a handful. "Hey Lin... me and Bill were wondering if you wanted to play a little poker." Her mouth registers a sly smile. "Poker, huh? You mean like the kind of poker we played last month up at the lake, right?" "Of course!" he says. Linda looks at me with mellow stoned eyes and cocks her head to the side, as if evaluating whether I'm worthy of seeing her naked... and whether I'm interesting enough for her to want to see me nude. "OK; that'll be fun!" she says, and smiles more broadly. Donny gets a deck of cards, and we all sit cross-legged on the floor. It's 5-card draw, nothing wild. We're all wearing the same thing: shirts, pants (in Linda's case a mini-skirt), underpants, socks, and shoes. The first several hands are fairly even, as all three of us lose shoes and socks at about the same pace. Donny is the first to lose his shirt, and I already have another boner. I'm pretty sure Donny has one too. On the next hand, Linda loses her last sock. She loses the hand after that too, and chooses (not surprisingly), to take off her mini-dress instead of her shirt. She has on skimpy little white cotton panties, and my mind fixates on what mysteries might lurk between her legs. When I lose the next hand, I pull my shirt up over my head and feel Linda's eyes studying my bare chest. She's giving me a taste of what my eyes have been doing to her... and will do even more intensely the next time she loses a hand. But it's Donny who loses next, leaving him in just his white briefs. And he's making no particular effort to disguise the fact that his penis is rigidly erect. I'm imagining what kind of erotic games he and Linda have played together... thinking with an excited shiver about her feeling his boner... and her playing with mine! I lose the next hand, and I'm down to my underpants as well. I hunch forward some, so my erection isn't so visible. Linda loses, and I hold my breath to see her shirt come off. She pulls it up a few inches until I can see the bottoms of her pubescent tits, then lowers it. She sticks out her tongue at me as if to say "nya-nya... fooled ya!" Instead, she slips her fingers into the waistband of her panties, and slides them completely off. I study the light fringe of downy hair that adorns her pubic mound... it doesn't hide her slit at all. She arranges her shirt so it covers up her crotch, to my disappointment. "Alright! Alright!" says Donny. "Let's keep it going. Your deal, Bill. Hand out the cards!" All three of us are down to just one item of clothing. I deal the next hand, and Donny is the loser. "Stand up and strip, big boy! Show us that boner!" said Linda in a laughing voice. "I'll bet you can almost taste it. Huh, Sis?" "Hmmm... maybe...." Christ! These two siblings are incredible! Donny does another strip-tease, similar to what I'd watched a half-hour or so before. After his underpants are gone, he keeps moving his hips and making his penis bob and sway. "Woo-hoo!" says Linda joyfully. "Let me have a feel." He walks over and stands right above her, and she reaches up and stokes his penis a few times, as I look on in excited amazement. Then she deals the cards. "It's down to you and me, Billy Boy! Here are your cards." When we finish the hand, Linda is the loser. She stands and pulls up the shirt. Ahhh... so nice. Perfect little cones with puffy brown nipples. She stands up straight and proud, showing off her beautiful body, as my eyeballs get singed from staring so intensely. Then, as if to drive me insane, her fingertips playfully brush against both nipples, making the small brown tips stand out hard and distinct from the surrounding flesh. I feel breathless! I'm hypnotized. "Well, Bill," says Linda; "you won the game, but now it's time for you to show your stuff too." She sits down and begins playing with her pert little nipples again, her eyes on my crotch. I stand up, hold my breath, and slowly lower my underpants. My 4-inch pre-pubescent penis is trapped by the waistband for a moment, then pops back upright, pointing at the ceiling. "Mmmm... you have a cute one, Bill! Even more handsome than Donny's." My brain knows she was just saying that to boost my ego, but my libido acts as though Linda is in love with me. "Can you cum yet?" I blush. "No... but I did a... uh... a dry cum." I use the term for the first time, and my body feels a tingle as it remembers the thrill. Linda looks over at her brother with a twinkle in her eyes. They seem to be communicating telepathically. "Do you wanna?" she asks him. "Definitely!" he replies. "What?" I ask. Linda stands up, walks up to me, and places her hand gently around my boner. I flinch momentarily, but then my body melts with the pleasure of a girl's hand on my stiff penis. "Wanna go upstairs to the bedroom and play with Donny and me?" My knees are weak, and Linda doesn't help matters by lightly stroking my erection. Finally I force out my reply. "Sure!" I say, trying without success to sound casual. "You can't go bragging about it to other kids... it's gotta be a secret," she says. "And you gotta do whatever we do. No chickening out." "OK; I understand," I reply, not really knowing what I'm getting myself into, but exhilarated at the possibilities. "Alright, then! Lets go have some fun!" she says. "Shouldn't we get dressed first?" "Hell no! Nobody's gonna be home for hours. Donny and me go around naked in the house all the time when we're alone." We go up the basement stairs and back to the bedroom area. I follow as Donny and his sister lead me back to what is obviously their parents' bedroom. My eyes are glued to their naked bodies... their sexy asses... Linda's intoxicating little tits... Donny's beautiful 5-inch boner. The bedroom is like a scene out of a movie about hippies. It smells of incense, and there are candles everywhere, which Linda lights with a Bic. There are Indian bedspreads hanging on the walls, along with some posters, and a king-size waterbed dominates the room. We all sit on the bed, and Donny rifles through the deck of cards, which he has brought with him. He picks out half a dozen cards, all spades, and sets the others aside... then mixes them up really good and fans the six cards for us to pick. "What's this for?" I ask. "To see who's first," says Donny. When he sees that this isn't much of an answer, he adds "Just follow along... it'll be wicked fun!" All three of us pick a card: me the jack, Donny the 7, and Linda turns over the king. "You get to be first to get felt up," says Donny to his sister. She giggles with anticipation as she lays down on her back, her head on a pillow, her legs slightly parted. My eyes scan her body with hungry, unfocused lust. Donny positions himself sitting cross-legged beside her and directs me to sit on her other side. His hand goes to her left breast and he toys with the nipple, making it stand up stiff beneath his fingers. His other hand wanders across the lower part of her body... her belly, her leg, the downy hair that decorates her pubic mound. "You feel her up too," he says. "Go on... play with her tit." My hand reaches for the other breast. It's like I'm in a dream, and my hand moves in slow motion. My fingers and thumb slide up beneath the cone of wonderfully soft flesh... then my palm slides up across the stiff nipple. I can feel my heart beating, and I realize that I haven't taken a breath. When I inhale deeply and exhale, it's a very audible sign of pleasure. I can't imagine how my penis can be any stiffer, but it's trying... throbbing in time with my heartbeats. "Want to kiss me?" she asks. Cautiously, I lean down and briefly touch my lips to hers and sit back up. "Not like that! Don't you want to french?" she asks in a disappointed voice. "I don't... I mean, I never..." My naivete is complete.... I have never kissed a girl before. "Like this," says Donny. He lies down alongside her, his hand still caressing a breast, and kisses her deeply... both mouths open... both tongues visibly entwine. After a minute, Donny disengages, but he remains lying on his side, snuggled against his sister's nude body. "Now you do it," he says. I lay beside her, being careful (for some reason) not to let my erect penis touch her body. I bring my mouth slowly to hers. Our lips press, and then merge. Her tongue flicks out and teases my lips. I respond with my own tongue, and in an instant we are kissing in a way I had never imagined doing... and it's wonderful! The taste of Linda's mouth is heavenly. As her tongue dances against mine and the kiss goes on and on, my consciousness drifts away into another dimension. When kiss finally breaks, I am as dazed as if I had just woken up from a deep sleep. "Wow!" I mutter. "That was nice!" she whispers. I become more aware of the rest of Linda's body. My penis is now pressed firmly against Linda's hip, and my hand slides down her torso, bumping against Donny's as we both start to caress her inner thighs. I want to explore her secret place, but I'm scared to do it. Linda spreads her legs wider... a look of excited anticipation glowing on her face. The skin of her inner thigh is as soft as anything I've ever felt. Watching what Donny does, I move my hand slowly up, and my fingertips meet Donny's at the place where little pink pussy lips swell out of her slit. "Let me teach Bill how to do it," says Linda in a breathy voice. Donny's hand pulls away, and my fingers are alone... lightly brushing the soft sparse pubic hair. She places her own right hand over top of mine, taking control of it. She moves my hand down... presses my middle finger with her own... making it dip into the warm folds of female flesh. It's so hot and slippery and wet in there! "Mmmm... yessss!" she purrs. Both middle fingers -- hers and mine -- enter her, pressing slowly and deeply into the lubricated passage. They move in and out in an insistent rhythm, and I feel her body tensing with pleasure. Then her hand leads mine up to her little pleasure button. She guides my middle finger in a circular motion on top of her clit and sighs with growing arousal. After showing me how, Linda's hand no longer needs to guide me, and my finger continues to massage her clit, occasionally dipping into her pussy to bring up more of the slippery juice. "Kiss my breasts!" she says, half-pleading, half-demanding. I watch as Donny's head comes down to his sister's chest and his hand pushes up on the bottom of her left breast, pointing the nipple toward his mouth. I move my face closer to watch. We are only inches apart and he gives me conspiratorial smile, just before his tongue traces several circles around Linda's erect nipple. As I watch, his lips envelop the eager little nugget, and he sucks on it. Following Donny's lead, my lips slide over the other tit, my tongue flicking at the stiff nub. I'm actually sucking a beautiful 12-year-old's sexy tit! "Oh, yeah!" she moans, as her hand once again guides mine... showing me that she wants to be masturbated harder and faster. We have only been going for a few minutes, and out of the blue Donny announces "Time out! Now it's Bill's turn." Linda gives a pouty frown. "I would have cum if you guys would have kept going like that for a while more." "I know," says Donny. "That's why we should change off. Don't you like to be really horny when we... you know." "Yeah!" she replies, with a big smile. "Come on Bill; switch places with me... you get to be in the middle now." She rolls on top of me, kisses me for a few moments, then slides down on the other side. Now I'm lying between these two sexually experienced 12-year-olds, and the fun is just beginning. As they sit cross-legged on either side of me, four hands begin to explore my body. My hair is stroked, my chest, my armpits, my belly... they both start feeling my penis and balls, exploring my erection and ballsack like scientists examining a specimen. As I watch, propped up on a pillow, Linda's head dips down and her tongue-tip traces a line along the shaft of my boner... ending at the slit at the top. A chill runs through my entire body! Donny holds my cock straight up, and Linda's mouth comes down again... this time enveloping the cock-head and swirling her tongue around it. Oh, God! That's so intense! Her wet lips slide down the shaft, all the way to the hairless base, then slowly slide back up again... then quickly up and down a half-dozen more times. She sits back up and smiles at me wickedly. Then Donny's head dips down, and he starts sucking my dick! His mouth is twisting all around my stiff penis, and it's unbelievable. I don't know how he's doing it, but it's twice as intense as when his sister was sucking me! My hands are clutching the sheets tightly, my body tensing from the rush of pleasure. Linda's hand massages my balls as Donny sucks my cock. Then her fingers slide farther down... into the crack of my ass. Then... oh God!... she's rubbing her finger around the sensitive flesh of my bottom hole. Whoa! Nobody has touched me there since I was a little kid and my mother took my temperature with a rectal thermometer. But I have long known, through my own explorations, that the nerves of my anus are as sensitive and pleasurable as those of my penis. "Does it feel good when I play with your bottom?" asks Linda. "Oh... yeah," I moan with helpless honesty, too turned on to deny my enjoyment of the anal stimulation. She takes her finger away for a moment, and I see her reach into a drawer in the bedside table and bring out a tube of lotion. She puts some on her finger as Donny pulls my knees up and back... all the while continuing to suck me. I quickly figure out what's coming and pull my legs back even more. I can't see it, but I definitely feel the initial contact of Linda's lube-slick finger with my quivering anus, massaging the nerve-rich flesh at the entrance, then pushing, slipping inside, twisting back and forth. Linda's finger slides in and out a few times as erotic energy courses through me, making my boner throb even harder. But no sooner do I get into the erotic rhythm of her finger- fucking, than she pulls out and says "OK, Donny's turn. Hop in the middle, brother." "Alright!" I'm at the peak of pre-adolescent sexual arousal and eager to join Linda as she feels Donny's body... especially his handsome penis. Then she leans her head down and licks his cock-head. Looking up at me, she says "you too, Billy; let's suck him together." We both scoot our bodies down so we're lying on our sides, our faces even with Donny's crotch. Linda's tongue flicks against the shaft, then I do the same. As we lick the stiff adolescent boner, our tongues touch often, and sometimes it seems we're tongue-kissing each other more than we're licking Donny's cock. Then her mouth takes in the cock-head and her cheeks pucker as she sucks it. She releases the penis from her lips, and her tongue swirls around the glans. "Now you do it, Bill." I tentatively slide my lips onto the plump cock-head, already slick with Linda's saliva. I try to imitate what Linda has just done... and also try the techniques that both siblings had used while sucking me. Wow! I actually like it! Donny's cock feels good in my mouth, and I am really turned on by his groans of pleasure echoing in my ears. I experiment, moving my lips and tongue in various ways. "Yeah, Bill! Oh, yeah; keep sucking me just like that!" He's getting off on it as much as I did! I try to take his boner all the way to it's base, but find I can't take more than 3 inches because it makes me gag. Oh well.... I keep experimenting with this new game until Linda nudges me off, and her mouth returns to take over again. I'm jealous when she slides her lips all the way down to press against the hairs that decorate Donny's cock. She repeats the move several times, taking the erection into her throat each time. Then her head pops up. "Enough sucking," says Linda. "Let's do the real thing." "Yeah!" adds Donny. I hope 'the real thing' is what I think it is! I've heard the playground talk about fucking, but I'm still totally naive. In any case, I'm ready for anything they suggest. Linda lays down on her back again, her knees bent and her legs spread. "Donny, you go first... and don't forget to pull out at the end." She has a hungry look on her face, and her fingers move to her slit... sliding into her. She excitedly masturbates her clit for a few seconds as Donny gets on top of her, positioning himself between her legs. I'm right beside them, looking on with total concentration. Linda's fingers switch from self-pleasuring to grab hold of Donny's cock, guiding it to the entrance of her slippery sex. They both moan with lust as his 5- inch boner slowly glides into her. The musky scent of sex fills my nostrils as they begin the timeless dance of carnal love, moving together, writhing on the bed. How many times have they done this? How young were they the first time? Donny's hips are moving in a slow steady rhythm, pumping his cock into his sister's slender adolescent body. I watch his thigh muscles flexing and straining. I watch as Linda's hands wander over her brother's back and shoulders. "Oh, God! Yes Donny! Fuck me good! Yeah... it's so nice!" "Yeah, Lin! Your pussy is incredible! I'm so horny for you!" Linda's legs wrap around Donny's lower back, and it's like she's pulling him deeper into her. They're both groaning and straining... it's an incredible turn-on to watch, and I'm playing with my penis as I watch the pornographic display. Almost without thinking, I move my hand to explore Donny's tight butt, caressing the smooth skin and feeling the flexing muscles beneath. Then my fingers slide into the crack, drawn to his bottom hole. "Oh, yeah," he moans. "Stick your finger in!" I reach for the bottle of lube that Linda had used, and spread some on my fingers, trying to do for Donny what his sister had done to me. My index finger pushes into his puckered hole, and Donny groans even louder. "Yeah!... All the way in... do it in and out... Oh, shit; yeah!" As my finger fucks his tight anus, Donny's hips start pumping faster and harder, in a surge of rutting lust. "Oh, God! I'm gonna cum! I can't hold back!" Donny's erection pops out of Linda's pussy just before I feel strong rhythmic contractions of his anal muscle. His boner is spurting cum onto her belly as he keeps humping against her. He's making noises like he's in pain, but clearly it's anything but. He collapses onto Linda and kisses her sloppily on the mouth. "Jeez, Donny! I was gonna cum if you went a couple minutes more! Now get a towel and clean your gunk off so Bill can fuck me." I had been fervently hoping that Linda would let me fuck her, but I don't truly believe it until I hear the words from her own mouth. Donny hops up and gets a hand-towel from the bathroom, wiping it across the puddles of sticky cum on his sister's belly. Linda practically pulls me on top of her, desperate to again have a cock in her pussy as soon as possible. "What should I do?" I ask dumbly. "Just stick it in, and your body will know what to do," says Donny with a laugh. My boner is totally stiff, and it thrashes blindly around the outside of Linda's pussy without finding the entrance. She reaches her hand down between us, as she had with Donny, and guides me into her. I plunge in to the hilt. Her pussy is so hot, soft, tight, and slippery. The sensation of sliding my hard penis in there is so incredible... so unique... that my breath is pulled from my lungs. I'm not thinking what to do... my body move on automatic pilot, just like Donny had said it would. My hips are thrusting in spastic piston strokes, and my hands are pawing Linda's girlish breasts. If I could cum like Donny, I wouldn't last a minute. But instead I just keep on going, in a pre-adolescent fucking frenzy, as Linda goes equally wild beneath me. Her legs wrap around my flailing hips, and her fingernails are clawing my back as she moans like a banshee. "Fuck me! Yeah, it's so... Oh, God... I'm gonna... oh... oh... oh... oh... I'm cummin'... I'm cummin'... oh, shit... yeah... fuck... uh... uh...uh...aaaaggghhhh!" Suddenly she stops sputtering out those random pleasure noises, and her body tenses up. Her arms and legs cling to me desperately as her pussy starts vibrating like an kitchen blender, spasming all around my hard-thrusting cock. And even while Linda is orgasming beneath me, my hips are churning away... sliding my 4-inch boner back and forth inside her hot love hole. I'm feeling incredible, totally eroticized, totally energized... but I'm not ready to orgasm. It took 10 minutes of steady stroking to make me cum when Donny masturbated me, and I now know what the sensation feels like. So my body just keeps on fucking, my arms now wrapped around Linda, my hips never slowing. Linda is building up to another climax, her vocalizations signaling her growing urgency, her body tensing. Her nipples, hard as cherry pits, press against my boyish chest as I hug her tightly. Again her body is wracked by a powerful orgasm, but still I keep on fucking her, sweating and panting, but full of youthful energy. I feel Donny's hands on my ass. He's doing the same thing I had done to him, massaging my tight round butt cheeks and sliding his finger around my hole. Through the haze of my fucking frenzy, I feel the lubed finger penetrate me... fucking into me in the same cadence as I'm fucking Linda's pussy. Yes!... God, YES! The extra burst of sexual stimulation is taking me to that incredible place I had experienced back in Donny's room... feeling like a fireworks rocket blasting through the air, ready to explode. My brain is focused only on the approaching orgasm... the explosion... and I'm blind and deaf to everything else. Linda says later that she was cumming for the third time, but all I care about is the wave crashing inside me... the sparklers blazing behind my closed eyes... the wild spasming of my boy-cock and my anus. It's even stronger than when Donny masturbated me, and wish it would go on and on. But all too quickly, I collapse onto Linda, my exhaustion finally catching up with me. Linda is panting in ragged gasps, her body shuddering at random times. I roll off her onto my back, totally spent, and feel Donny's body press close against me. I look into his eyes. "So what did you think, dude?" he asks with a grin. "Unbelievable!" I gasp. "It was awesome," Linda chimes in, as she presses against me too. I'm sandwiched between their two bodies, and Linda kisses me. Then she stretches across me and kisses Donny. Right above my face, Donny and his sister are licking each other's tongues. Linda brings her hand to Donny's head and pushes down... still kissing... bringing their mouths right down to mine. Her tongue flicks from my mouth to Donny's, and I return the sloppy kiss. I find myself tongue-kissing Donny and Linda at the same time, a triangle of lust, driving away my fatigue with renewed erotic energy. Somehow, without even understanding how it happened, I'm making out with just Donny, and Linda is looking on excitedly. My hand is on his cock, and it's hard again. I feel his fingers working on my penis, and feel it stiffening too. Oh, Jesus! Here we go again! The End (Perhaps to be continued. Send comments to bil47_new@yahoo.com)