Date: Fri, 4 Mar 2005 08:30:49 -0800 (PST) From: Bill Subject: Seventh Grade Bisexual Fun - Part 3 Saturday, September 14, 1974. Linda, Donny, and I are sitting on the sofa-bed, totally nude, and still glowing blissfully from the wild session of 3-way sex that concluded only a few minutes before. Timmy and Mike have just come downstairs to the basement rec-room to join in the fun. The two brothers, 11 and 13, are both in our 7th grade class at Woodside Junior High... the youngest and oldest classmates among a sea of 12-year-olds. Donny and Linda had told me about them earlier, explaining that Timmy skipped a grade when he was younger, while Mike had to repeat 6th grade last year. "Hey; no fair!" says Mike, the older of the two brothers, in a kidding tone. "You started playing without us!" He has just stripped off his tee-shirt, and now he's pulling off his jeans. He's clearly eager to get things going again. "Yeah," admits Donny. "We just finished the first round. All three of us had cums at the same time! Awesome, huh?" "Definitely!" chimes in Timmy in a high-pitched voice. "Are you ready to do some more?" He slides his hand down the front of his pants to grope himself and grins, his eyes gleaming with impish excitement. Gosh! Timmy is really cute! I know that both brothers have been frequent participants in Donny and Linda's sex-play activities, and now I've been brought into that exciting scene! "How about if I invite Carol over?" says Linda. "We need another girl in this group." She giggles and says: "I've had two guys do me a bunch of times, but doing four of you all by myself seems just a little too slutty." "Sure!" says Mike. "She's a fox. But I didn't know she was into playing around." Donny laughs. "Yeah, she was a straight-arrow good-girl back in 6th grade, but over the summer she really loosened up. Linda introduced her to lezzy sex, and then I joined in the fun. I can tell you she definitely likes getting fucked... and she's a pretty decent cock sucker too. "Sounds good to me," says Mike. "Wait til she gets a taste of MY cock!" Linda hops off the sofa bed and bounds up the stairs... still totally naked! I can hear her talking on the phone for a minute, and then talking to her mom and dad. I still can't get over how hers and Donny's parents are real hippies. They don't mind the twins doing sex stuff or drugs or anything. Linda prances back down the stairs happily. "Carol is psyched. She'll be right over. Man! This'll be so cool! Like a real orgy or something." Mike, wearing just his undershorts, walks over to Linda at the bottom of the steps and gives her a kiss. She kisses him back, and I can see their tongues touching as they wrap their arms around each other. Mike's bare chest is rubbing against Linda's firm little breasts. Her arms are around his neck as he runs his hands over her barely-adolescent body... one hand slides down her back to caress her smooth butt, the other coming up between her legs to finger her pussy. He whispers something in her ear. "Not yet," she tells him with a giggle, giving him a playful push away. "I want to wait until Carol gets here before I start that stuff. But how about you and Timmy going at it for a while. You can do that master-slave thing, like you did last time! It would be cool to watch you guys do it again." "Yeah!" adds Donny; "do master and slave." "OK with me," says Mike with a grin. Timmy is thinking about it for a moment. And he's staring at me... right into my eyes! His eyes scan down my body, and now he's looking at my penis. I spread my legs a little to give him a better view. "OK; I'll do it!" he says, giving me a sexy smile. Mike goes over to the stereo and picks out a record. It's one of those funk groups... Ohio Players, I think they're called... the kind of music that you only hear on the black radio stations. "Alright slaveboy," says Mike in an arrogant voice; "I order you to do a strip-tease." "Yes, master," says his younger brother, sounding submissive and perfectly serious. With the bass-heavy funk flowing from the speakers, little Timmy starts dancing. Wow! He's pretty damn good! Off comes his shirt as he moves to the music. His shoulder-length hair is flying as he moves all around. Off come his cut-off jeans, and he kicks them across the room as he continues to dance. He's wearing cartoon character underpants, and he shakes his butt in the kind of dance they do on Soul Train. Now he running his hands over his body in a very sexual way... caressing his chest, his belly, and down to the front of his tight little-boy underpants. I can see his immature penis standing up stiff beneath the material. Damn! He's so sexy! I look over at Donny and see his hand slowly rubbing his dick, jacking it hard as he watches Timmy gyrate erotically. I glance at Linda, sitting on the other side of me, and notice her fingertips slipping between her legs to brush along the slit. Mike sits in the easy-chair across from the sofa-bed with his arms folded, a satisfied grin on his lips. Timmy is dancing with his back to us now, and he inches down the waistband of his Scooby Doo briefs to show us his ass cheeks. I can't keep my eyes off his butt... so slender, round, and smooth. I'd like to drag him onto the bed to run my hands all over that cute body. After wiggling his ass at us, Timmy turns around and starts to lower the front of his briefs, giving us a teasingly-brief peek at his pre-adolescent erection, then covering it again. "Take it off!" Donny calls out, getting a laugh from the rest of us. "Come here, slave," says Mike. And when Timmy is standing in front of his seated bother, Mike slowly pulls down the underpants and reveals his brother's plump 3-inch erection. Mike pulls it forward and lets it slap back against Timmy's belly... then does it again. "Now dance on the table, slaveboy." "Yes, master," says Timmy. He steps out of his underwear, hops up on the sturdy coffee table, and begins to sensuously grind his body to the music. I'm getting so turned on! I can't take my eyes off Timmy's boner. Looks kinda like mine but about an inch shorter. And it's standing straight up, as stiff as a penis can get. His ball-sack is compact and rounded, like a little boy's. I guess I'm feeling "lust at first sight" as I gaze at Timmy. My heart aches with a desire to hug him... to kiss his almost-feminine red lips... to run my hands over his slender body... run my fingers through his long golden hair. And my penis aches as well, from an almost unbearable stiffness fueled by a powerful sexual urge. "Alright; now come back over here, slaveboy," says Mike as he stands up. He's only wearing trim-cut boxer shorts, and I've been admiring his strong-looking torso and the wisps of dark hair at his armpits. Timmy comes over and kneels down in front of his older brother. He reaches up for the waistband of the undershorts. Mike grabs a handful of Timmy's hair and inclines the lad's face upward. "Pull them down no-hands, slaveboy... with your teeth." Timmy smiles. "Yes, master." He clasps his hands behind his back as he nuzzles his brother's crotch with his mouth and nose. I can see that Mike's penis is getting harder, tenting out the thin material of the boxers. Timmy takes the cloth-covered cockhead in his mouth and sucks it, leaving a wet spot where he has licked. Then his mouth moves to the waistband, over to the side near Mike's hip bone. Grasping the elastic band in his teeth, he pulls down a couple inches, then shifts to the other side to do the same. Mike's boner must be big! It's pressing up against the waistband, and Timmy sucks it through the cloth some more. Then he pulls the waistband back with his teeth at the front of the boxers, releasing Mike's boner. It's throbbing up into full erection. Wow! It must be 6 inches long! The dark red cock-head is thick, too, with a prominent ridge. He doesn't have a lot of hair, but there's more than the little fringe that Donny has. His ball-sack hangs down low and full. "Suck me, slave!" commands Mike. His little brother complies immediately, and with obvious pleasure, still keeping his hands behind his back. His mouth envelops the fat cock-head and he slurps his tongue all around it. Then he releases it, and his lips and tongue slide along the outside of the shaft, up and down several times like he's eating corn on the cob. Mike pulls Timmy's head away from his cock, holding him by the hair. He takes his boner in his other hand and slaps it roughly across Timmy's face as the younger boy tries unsuccessfully to catch it in his mouth. It looks kinda mean to me, but Timmy actually looks like he's enjoying this kind of treatment. When Mike stops slapping his cock across his brother's face, Timmy again devours it, taking half it's length into his mouth. He's bobbing his head up and down on the shaft, going farther down each time, making little moaning noises in his throat... "mmmm... mmmm"... as he keeps swallowing more and more the erection. Wow! He has ALL of Mike's boner in his mouth! Timmy's lips are pressed against his brother's pubic hair, and he's rotating his head back and forth, twisting and turning around the entire length of the thick cock. Mike locks both his hands on Timmy head... his fingers entwined in the younger boy's long hair... and he starts guiding Timmy mouth up and down on his erection. I can't believe the youngster can swallow that whole stiff penis! Then Mike starts thrusting foreward with his hips. "Yeah! Suck that cock, slaveboy!" says Mike. "Take it all. I'm gonna fuck your face." He holds Timmy's head still and starts pumping his hips even more vigorously. He pulls back until almost all of his cock is visible, then slides it all the way in again, holding his brother's head stationary with his strong hands... again and again... fucking the little boy's wide-stretched mouth. Timmy not only lets him do it, he's still making those noises with his throat, sounding like he's devouring a delicious meal. And pleasure shows on his face, his eyes closed, while his hands remaining clasped behind his back. Then Timmy slaps himself on his own ass. That's weird! He does it again. Maybe it's some kind of signal for Mike. "OK, slaveboy... time for your punishment," say Mike as he pulls his cock from his brother's mouth. He walks over to the big easy-chair and sits down. His spit-slick cock is super-stiff and bobs a little as he moves. Timmy walks over to the side table next to the sofa-bed and gets the bottle of lubricant and the vibrator that are laying there. (About 30 minutes ago, Donny was sliding that plastic sex-toy up my ass, and its vibrations were giving me incredible sensations.) Timmy winks at us as he heads back to where Mike is sitting. He's still got a stiff little boner, even though he hasn't touched his penis for more than 10 minutes "Come over here, slaveboy," demands Mike. "You've been a naughty slave... lazy and disrespectful. What should your punishment be?" "I should be spanked, master," he says softly, clutching at his penis excitedly. "You should take me across your lap and spank me." "Assume the position, slave," says Mike, giving his own cock a few quick strokes and spreading his legs. Timmy sets the vibrator and lube on the floor beside the chair. Then he mounts his brother's right leg as if he were getting on a horse. He lays down diagonally, so that his upper body rests on the chair's arm, and his erect penis is right on top of Mike's boner. At first, Mike just runs his hand over the tender boy-bottom that's positioned in the middle of his lap, like he's massaging it. Then... SMACK! The hand comes down hard. He massages again for about 5 seconds, and... SMACK! His hand delivers another hard slap... and another... and another. Each time, Timmy lets out a little yelp, but he's not struggling to escape. In fact, Timmy seems to be a willing participant, and his crotch is grinding sensuously against Mike's cock. I feel a shiver run through my body. It's strangely exciting to watch this naked boy getting spanked, and I start stroking my hard penis. Linda leans over and whispers in my ear. "I see it makes you horny too! Wanna play with me while we watch?" Before I can even answer, she scoots over so she's sitting in front of me, between my outspread legs, reclining back against my chest. "Go on, Billy. Feel up my tits and pussy." At first hesitantly, but then with more confidence, I wrap my arms around her. God, her body feels so sexy! Both of my hands come up under Linda's tits, fondling the plump little cones of soft flesh that extend out about 2 inches on her chest. Her dark tan nipples stiffen at my touch. I'm almost breathless with the thrill of feeling her sexy breasts! She takes hold of my right hand and moves it between her legs. She's definitely not hesitant about showing me what she wants! My fingertips play for a moment with the downy hairs that sparsely adorn her pussy. Then my middle finger glides along the outer lips of her girl-slit, and slowly eases into her secret place. She gives a little sigh and I feel her body shiver slightly. My finger moves around inside her hot, slippery pussy, then slides up to rub against the little bud of pleasure flesh, massaging it in a circular motion. She moans, and I can feel her breathing faster. Her ass snuggles back against my erection, and I push my crotch forward to grind against her. Yeah! This is so great! I hug Linda's sexy young body close to me, inhaling her scent as I nuzzle the back of her neck. Then my attention turns back to the two brothers, as Mike continues to spank Timmy. "Why does Timmy let him do that?" I ask in a low voice. "Let him?" she whispers. "This whole scenario was something Timmy dreamed up. You ought to get together with him one-on-one sometime and try some of the kinky things his imagination comes up with." Just then, I hear footsteps coming downstairs. We all stop what we're doing for a moment, thinking maybe it's one of the parents, but then I see Carol... a girl I recognize from school... standing at the bottom of the steps. Her reaction is a combination of surprise and amusement as she surveys the tableau before her. At first she's smiling, but her reaction turns sour as Mike resumes spanking Timmy's reddened bottom. "Mike! That's so mean!" she protests. Mike stops. He smiles at Carol and says "Then I guess I'll have to use some other method to discipline my slaveboy." He reaches down and holds up the beige-colored dildo. "I have no alternative but to use the punishment probe," he says in a dramatic voice. Donny snorts with amusement. "Punishment probe!" he says, as he tries to control his laughter. "I'm next in line for THAT kind of punishment!" says Carol with a grin. "Hush. Both of you," says Linda. "Let them do their master-and- slave game without you guys messing them up." Mike is applying a generous amount of lube to the smooth 5-inch shaft of the vibrator. "Alright slaveboy," he says sternly; "turn on your back and expose your punishment hole to me." (Donny stifles another amused snort.) Timmy quickly rolls over on his brother's lap. He spreads his legs really wide and pulls them so far back and to the sides that his body looks like an acrobat's, and his elbows press against the backs of his knees. His lower back rests on Mike's left thigh, while his upper back is supported by the thick padded arm of the chair. Mike twists the base of the vibrator's handle, causing it to buzz. As he slides the tip of the vibrating shaft against Timmy's tender anal flesh, the puckered rosebud flexes open. The dildo penetrates an inch, twists around, then pushes in some more. "Ohhhhhh!" Timmy moans. The sound could be either pain or pleasure, but it's clear from the blissful look on the boy's face that he is feeling no discomfort. His right hand reaches down to grasp his brother's cock and begins to stroke. His other hand goes to his own 3-inch penis... his pre-pubescent little stiffy... and jacks it energetically. Carol is standing there watching with rapt attention. Donny beckons her to come over to the sofa bed, patting the space between his spread-apart legs. "Strip down and sit with me the way Linda's doing with Bill," he says as he toys with his rigid erection, displaying it for Carol's admiration. This girl definitely isn't shy. She's wearing a tight tee-shirt and very short shorts, and pulls the shirt off in an instant. Her long dark-blond hair covers her chest, but her hands push the hair back over her shoulders, revealing an almost-flat chest with nipples standing out puffy and dark-brown. Except for having much smaller tits, Carol's build is very much like Linda's... lean, strong, and athletic, like a young Olympic gymnast... a bit taller than me, maybe 5'4"... and smooth, beautiful skin. She unsnaps her shorts and pulls them down, her gaze shifting around the room from the two brothers, to Donny, to Linda and me. Now she's wearing only skimpy pink panties, and she sticks her thumbs in the waistband to slowly pull them down. The music is still playing... the funk music bubbling with an urban-jungle rhythm... and Carol is moving her body in a sexy, slinky way. Off come the panties, kicked across the room, and she's standing there as naked as the rest of us, dancing to the music but entranced by the spectacle of the two brothers in the chair. Her girl-slit is almost bald, having only a few wisps of downy, light-brown hair, and her fingers slide down to brazenly stroke her pussy. Instead of coming over to sit on the sofa-bed with Donny, though, she dances in front of the chair, letting Mike and Timmy get an eye-full of her naked body, undulating in front of them. She rubs her body against Mike, letting her hard little nipples brush against his shoulder. Her hand glides across his chest as she leans in to kiss him. Their tongues merge, trading places in each other's mouths. Then she lifts her leg over his outstretched right leg and straddles his thigh. As Mike continues to fuck the vibrator into his brother's anus, Carol humps her pussy against his leg. She reaches for the bottle of lube and pours some onto her hand, then pushes Timmy's hand away from Mike's cock and replaces it with her own. Carol's slippery hand begins to masturbate the teenage boy in firm strokes... slowly at first, then going progressively faster, quickly driving him to total distraction. He seems to forget all about Timmy, so the youngster takes over the dildo, fucking himself with it as he continues to jack his penis. All pretense of the master-and-slave game has been totally forgotten as both boys moan loudly, tensing their bodies and scrunching their faces as if in agony. I wonder which one will orgasm first. The answer is delivered in about two minutes, first by Timmy, followed almost immediately by Mike. Timmy is angling the vibrator against that special place inside his rectum as he spasmodically abuses his boner with his fist. "Oh God! Oh yes! Oh! Oh! Ooohhhhh! I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum! Ugh! It's so good!" He's squealing like a piglet as the powerful dry orgasm surges through his body. Carol's jack-hammer strokes along Mike's throbbing erection produce the inevitable result as it erupts in strings of cum. White fluid spurts up, spraying onto Mike's chest and belly, as he howls from the intensity of his climax. "Damn! Intense!" gasps Mike, as he sits back and wipes himself off with his teeshirt. Carol takes the shirt from Mike and wipes cum and lube off her hand. "That was fun!" she says in a perky voice. Linda rolls out of my lap and stands up. "Carol... you know Billy, right?" she asks "Sorta," says the slender, long-haired girl. "I've noticed you at school." "Yeah; I've noticed you too," I reply with a smile. She's every bit as pretty as Linda. "Four guys and two girls.... Nice odds!" she says with amusement. "What should we do first?" "I've got an idea," says Linda. We can all play the master and slave game... or maybe I should say, the MISTRESS and slave game." "Yeah!" says Carol enthusiastically. "You and me can be the masters and all the guys will be our slaves. Then we'll switch places and they'll get to tell us what to do. How bout it, guys?" All four of us boys look at each other, smiling, and agree at once. "Awesome!" says Linda. "OK; all of you slaveboys line up so we can check out your bods." Both girls giggle, and Linda continues: "Timmy first, then Bill, then Donny, then Mike." It reminds me of a picture I saw in a book about peberty that my parents showed me... a drawing of penises in various stages of development. I look at the lineup of flaccid cocks: Timmy's immature dick, with a tight round ball-sack... me with a bigger pre-adolescent penis and balls that hang down... Donny's is bigger yet and with a small fringe of hair at the base of his dick... and Mike having a plump 4-inch penis with a patch of dark, curly hairs. All of us are circumcised. "Alright slaves, make your dicks get stiff," orders Linda. We all start stroking our dicks as ordered. I'm erect in a a matter of seconds, and so are Timmy and Donny. Mike, who has just shot a big load, is taking longer. "Looks like we'll have to help out," says Carol. "Put your hands behind your head and stand up straight, slave. The rest of you slaves do it too. Stand at attention, with your eyes forward." We now looks like prisoners... fingers locked behind our necks, our submissiveness more complete. Carol and Linda get on either side of Mike and begin to run their hands all over his body. They move around him, feeling up his dicks and balls, caressing his chest and shoulders and butt, rubbing their tits against his sturdy teenage body, stoking the tufts of hair at his armpits. Carol stands behind him, reaching around to tweak his nipples and fondle his balls, while Linda feels him from the front and jacks his half-hard penis. Then they trade places. In a minute or two, Mike is fully erect and sighing with pleasure... clearly looking forward to his next cum. The two "mistresses" now move on to Donny and give him the same treatment, feeling him up while he stands at attention. When they get to me, their four hands are all over my body... Carol in front, Linda behind me. Carol is stroking my rigid boner and gently squeezing my balls. Linda's arms are wrapped around me, her hands wandering across my chest, pinching my tiny nipples, to my armpits (making me giggle), then down to my belly and around to my butt. Her breasts are pressing against my back, rubbing slowly back and forth. I feel her finger sliding along my ass crack and then pushing at the entrance to my sensitive hole. I gasp softly, and clench the muscle. Then, as I consciously relax my anus, I feel the finger pressing into me. "You're an obedient slave," she purrs in my ear. "Maybe I should reward you." Her tongue flicks inside my ear for a few long seconds, giving me a chill of pleasure. But then they move on to Timmy, gleefully fondling his immature body and ordering him to lick and suck their nipples. (I wish they'd ordered ME to do that!) "What'll we make them do now?" says Linda in an excited voice. "I want to see them make out with each other," says Carol. "Mike with Donny, and Bill with Timmy." "No way!" whines Mike. "I'm not gonna kiss a guy." "Quiet, slave!" barks Linda, and gives him a hard spank on his butt. "You agreed to play master and slave, so you gotta do it. Otherwise, you have to leave." "She's right," says Donny. And by the way he's smiling, I think he's looking forward to kissing the older boy. "Well... OK. I guess I'll play along," grumbles Mike. I don't really care what Mike and Donny are doing.... I'm thinking about how much I want to make out with little Timmy. He looks enthusiastic too, as we bring our hands down from our necks and wrap our arms each other. He's a couple inches shorter than me, and inclines his pretty face up as I brush aside his soft shoulder-length hair. Timmy's hands clasp my ass cheeks as his slender body presses against mine. I hug him closer as our bodies merge, our cock touching, my hips moving in harmony with his to make our boners slide together... cock-heads sword fighting, shafts rubbing against each other's tummies, hips moving side-to-side then humping forward. Then his tender lips meet mine. "Mmmm..." he sighs as we kiss more deeply, our tongues merging in sweet passion. He's a GREAT kisser! My mind blocks out everything else, only vaguely aware of the girls teasing Donny and Mike with more demands. All I care about is the sexy little scamp in my arms, his fantastic kisses, his sweet fresh smell, and his insistent little boner humping against my own aching cock. "Hey you two!... Didn't you hear me!" Carol's words invade our private ecstacy. "I ordered you to stop kissing and start sucking. Bill needs to get on his knees and give Timmy a blow job." I look over and see Mike fellating Donny, his face red with embarrassment, but his mouth moving up and down with obvious expertise. "Mike used to do blowjobs all the time about a year ago," whispers Timmy; "but now he claims he can't do it, cause people would think he was queer... not that he minds having ME give him one!" I sink to my knees in front of the 11-year-old and plant a kiss on the soft little cock-head. Then I take it into my mouth and lavish attention with my tongue. Oh, God! It feels so nice to be sucking on his finger-length stiffy. It's no trouble at all to take the entire thing, all the way to it's hairless base. (I had only been able to suck half of Donny's 5-inch boner.) My lips and tongue are giving Timmy everything I can think of to pleasure him... even sucking in his little balls at the same time I'm sucking his cock. "Oh, yeah!" he moans; "that's great!" His hands rest gently on my head, stroking my hair and subtly guiding my oral efforts. "OK; stop," orders Carol. "Now you need to use your mouths on us!" chimes in Linda. They're both bubbling over with excited giggles. "Mike has to give me head," says Linda. "And Donny will lick you," she says to Carol." I reluctantly get up, awaiting my instructions from the two "mistresses", but they are obviously fixated on the Mike and Donny alone. The girls are arranging their slaves on the sofa- bed so each is on his back, lying in opposite directions. Their legs hang over each side of the mattress, and their heads meet in the center, practically touching. The girls position themselves straddling the boys' heads, lowering their pussies down onto Donny's and Mike's faces. In that position, Linda and Carol are kneeling face-to-face, and they are rubbing each other's tits and kissing while Mike and Donny get to work pleasuring pussies and clits with their tongues. "I guess we can do whatever we want!" says Timmy. "Come over here, and we can have some more fun." He leads me to the other side of the room, where there are some big cushions on the floor. We settle ourselves and start kissing again, embracing each other and rolling around with constantly shifting choreography... first him on top, then me, then side-by- side. "Let me get the lube," Timmy says breathlessly. He jumps up and returns with the bottle, slathering a generous amount on his cock and balls, then spreading some in his ass. I do the same, and we fall back in each other's arms, rubbing our slippery boners together with vigorous fucking motions. "Yeah!" I groan; "that's awesome!" Timmy is on top of me and I have my arms and legs wrapped around his body as we hump against each other. "Want me to fuck you for real?" he asks. "Sure!" He pulls back from me just enough to take hold of his stiff penis with his fingers and direct it into my lube-slick hole. He doesn't need to loosen me up like Donny did, because his slender rod slides right in with no trouble. Timmy is a dynamo of energy as his body bucks into my ass. My feet rest atop his flexing hips, and my arms hug him tightly. I can tell he's really enjoying fucking me, and I'm DEFINITELY enjoying being fucked! His mouth joins with mine, and we're kissing again... joyously, desperately, tongue-wrestling. On and on it goes, making the most wonderful feelings inside my bottom as his slender boner slides back and forth. And then Timmy's body tenses, and the rhythm of his thrusting becomes random and much slower. His cock pushes into me hard and stays there for a long moment, then pulls back and quickly pushes in again, as if it's trying to burrow into me even deeper than is physically possible. I can feel the stiff little rod of cock-flesh vibrating inside me as he orgasms. Then he pulls out and rolls our bodies so now I'm on top. I waste no time sliding my lubed 4-inch boner into him... duplicating everything he has just done... and get to work fucking Timmy's tight ass. Yes! That's so good! Oh, YES! My body is super-charged with energy, thrusting with overwhelming urgency, my cock pistoning back and forth inside Timmy's rectum, as my tongue explores the inside of his mouth. It feels so AWESOME! Time stands still as I'm enveloped in a fog of total lust. My body is on automatic pilot, churning in sexual abandon. I have no idea how long I'm fucking Timmy... only knowing that I'm getting near the climax. Yes! I can feel it building! Oh! Oh! Oh, yes! It's getting stronger! Almost there! Here it cums! My body explodes with pleasure... fireworks bursting in my brain... waves of pure ecstacy radiating from my groin as my cock spasms in dry orgasm. I collapse onto him in blissful exhaustion. We lay there on our sides atop the cushions, exchanging tender kisses, hands toying with each other's pre-pubescent cocks, keeping them stiff. Only gradually do we become aware of the noises coming from the four kids on the sofa-bed. We both sit up and look across the room. "Cool!" says Timmy. "It's like seeing double!" Both girls are on their backs, side-by-side, legs bent and spread apart. The boys are fucking them... Donny on top of Carol, Mike on Linda... moving in perfect unison. The sound of their rutting grunts of lust is growing. Timmy and I watch for a while as the boys' slender butts rise up and thrust down in the same rhythm. It occurs to me that all four of these kids... three of them 12 years old and one 13... are well-skilled in the art of fucking, having plenty of sexual experience with each other and with others. I'm a rank novice in comparison. It's a heavily erotic sight, and Timmy and I diddle each other's cocks as we watch for a few minutes. "I guess you and me just have to entertain ourselves some more," he says. "I don't mind," I reply, giving him a kiss. "I don't mind at all!" "What do you wanna do now?" "Well..." I say, feeling myself blush a bit at what I'm about to ask. "Linda says you like to do kinky stuff. So... uh... what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done with a boy?" "You wanna try kinky stuff, huh?" he says with a giggle. "You ever heard of 'water sports'?" "Nuh uh," I reply, having no idea what he's talking about. "Come with me; I'll show ya. The bathroom is right over there. This'll be great!" The End... for now. (Want more? Write to me at bil47_new@yahoo.com)