Date: Tue, 01 Dec 1998 09:16:12 PST
From: silent killer <kyoushuman@hotmail.com>
Subject: Paul's Adventures (mm, mmm, mmmM, mF, mmF, inc, a little ws, con)

Summary: A young boy, Paul, has a number of exciting experiences with boys
his age, older boys, and his own mother.

(Most of this is loosely based on my own experiences and those of an old
lover of mine. I would like to hear from anyone who enjoyed this story or
who may have had similar experiences. Of course, if you are not old enough,
mature enough or open-minded enough to read something like this, then
please do not read it. Thank you for observing your local laws.)


When Paul was nine years old he had a best friend named Ricky. They spent
the night together a lot. During one of the first Saturday nights together,
Ricky showed Paul something he had learned, though he didn't say where.

It was a cold winter night, and the boys were huddled under blankets on the
fold-out sofa bed. It was about ten pm and Ricky's parents, both early
risers, had already been asleep for an hour.

"Does your thing ever get hard?" asked Ricky.

"Sometimes," said Paul.

"Do you play with it?"

"Sometimes."

Ricky started wriggling under the covers.

"What are you doing over there?" Paul asked.

"Give me your hand," said Ricky. He put Paul's hand on his bare, erect
penis. Paul giggled, but didn't take his hand away.

"I'm naked," whispered Ricky. "Take off your pajamas too."

Paul got a boner almost immediately as he took off his pajama shirt and
pants. Ricky reached over and rubbed Paul's hard little dick. The boys
rubbed each other for a while, then Ricky turned towards Paul.

"Turn over this way and move closer to me." Paul did. The boys were face to
face, almost embracing. Then Ricky pushed his hips forward and rubbed his
erection against Paul's crotch. Paul reciprocated. Then Ricky did pull Paul
to him and hug him tightly, still thrusting his hips. Paul continued to
respond - this was the best thing he had ever felt.

Then Ricky kissed Paul and Paul kissed him back. While they were kissing
(really no more than just repeated pecks on the lips, cheeks and chin),
Ricky's hand swept down Paul's back, sending thrills of sensation up Paul's
spine. Ricky rubbed Paul's little ass and ran his fingers across and
between the cheeks. Paul again copied Ricky's actions. It was so thrilling
and wonderful that he thought his little hard penis would explode with
excitement.

"Let me show you something else," Ricky said. "Lay back on your back."

Paul obeyed, and Ricky scooted down under the covers to take Paul's penis
in his mouth. Paul closed his eyes and moaned while Ricky sucked and licked
the little shaft. After a few minutes, Ricky said that it was Paul's turn,
so Paul scooted down while Ricky laid on his back. Paul was easily able to
take Ricky's cute little boy dick into his mouth and slowly suck it like a
lollipop. He really enjoyed doing this to his friend. After a while Ricky
said that he should stop because his dick was sore, so Paul scooted back up
and just laid there next to his friend.

"We should put our clothes back on so my parents don't catch us." Thus
Ricky taught Paul that what they had done was to be kept a secret.

Silently the two boys wriggled back into their pajama bottoms.

As he drifted off to sleep, Paul thought that he would be spending a lot of
time with Ricky. That was the best, most fun thing he had ever done, and he
wanted to do it more.


The next time he spent the night with Ricky he could hardly wait for
bedtime. As soon as Ricky's parents went to bed, both boys took off their
pajamas and caressed each other under the heavy blankets.

"This feels so good," whispered Paul.

"Yeah, my parents do it," Ricky whispered back.

"Really, have you seen them?"

"Yeah, a lot. But last time they got mad at me and told me not to spy on
them."

"How did you see them?"

"I peeked through their door while they were doing it."

"Wow, what did it look like?"

"My mom had my dad's thing in her mouth and they were rubbing each
other. Then he put his thing in her hole at the bottom."

"In her butthole?"

"I think so."

A few minutes of silence. The boys played with each other's hard dicks.

"Do you wanna try that?" asked Paul.

"What?"

"Putting our things in our holes."

"No, I think that's for girls only."

More silence.

"Do you want me to suck your thing again?" asked Paul.

"Yeah, go ahead." Ricky laid back and allowed his friend Paul to suck him
again. Several minutes later, Paul came up for air and let Ricky take his
turn sucking him. They went back and forth for about forty minutes until
both boys decided that their dicks were too sore to continue. Again they
put their pajamas back on and again Paul thought about what they had
done. It was so much fun.


It was soon Paul's turn to host the sleepover. The boys planned to sleep in
separate sleeping bags on Paul's living room floor. Paul lived alone with
his mom and his baby brother who had only just turned four. Paul's mother,
Ann, liked to stay up late and watch her late night soap opera, so she let
the boys watch the show with her. There were a number of very intense
kissing scenes in the soap opera and a scene in a hot tub that exposed a
lot of flesh, but Ann didn't seem to mind the boys watching.

Late in the evening, Paul's brother Jerry started crying. Ann got up and
brought Jerry back into the living room, opened her robe and allowed Jerry
to suck on her nipple. Ricky couldn't help but stare and Ann couldn't help
but notice the attention she was getting from her son's friend. Paul was
used to the sight.

"Do you have any little brothers or sisters, Ricky?" Ann asked.

Ricky shook his head.

"Do you remember when you were little? Did your mom breast-feed you?"

Ricky shrugged, still staring at the heavy exposed breast and the urgent
suckling of the toddler.

"Well, I'm just feeding Jerry. He gets a little cranky at night and needs
some food." With that, she turned her attention back to the TV.

Ricky turned back to the TV also but couldn't help an occasional glance
back over at Paul's mom.

The TV show soon ended. Ann put Jerry to bed and went to bed herself. Paul
and Ricky got in their sleeping bags and pretended to sleep. When they saw
the light go out in Ann's bedroom, Ricky whispered, "I took my pajamas off
already."

Paul whispered, "Me too. My sleeping bag is bigger than yours. Come over
here."

Ricky eased out of his bag and stepped across the room to where Paul
lay. In the dim light from the window, Paul could see his friend's small,
skinny body and the tiny erection jutting proudly out from his
crotch. "Nice boner," Paul giggled.

"I bet you have one too," said Ricky as he slid inside Paul's sleeping
bag. "Yep, you sure do."

The boys embraced and kissed, shifting their hips around so that their
heated, stiff pricks would rub together. Ricky tried to put his tongue in
Paul's mouth, but Paul jerked his head back.

"What are you doing? Gross!" hissed Paul.

"Haven't you ever seen that before? They did it on your mom's soap opera,"
Ricky whispered.

"It's gross. Girls and boys do that, not two boys."

"Don't you like it?"

"No. Don't do it."

"OK. Can I still kiss you the regular way?"

"Yeah."

The boys resumed their intimate grappling in the sleeping bag, covering
each other's faces with gentle kisses, rubbing their hard dicks together,
and squeezing and stroking each other's asses.

"I want to suck you," whispered Ricky after a while.

"There's not enough room in the sleeping bag," Paul whispered back.

"Get out and lay on the couch."

Paul obeyed. Ricky knelt next to the couch and gently sucked Paul's dick
for quite a long time. Then they traded positions and Paul sucked Ricky.

In the midst of this, Ricky said, "I saw my parents again the other night."

Paul quit sucking and looked up. "Really? What were they doing?"

"This. Except at the end, my dad like peed on my mom's face."

"Oh, that's gross!"

Ricky shrugged in the darkness. "She seemed to like it."

"Don't do that to me," Paul warned, "or I'll never suck you again."

"OK."

Paul continued to suck Ricky's warm penis. Then Ricky said: "Does your mom
always do that with your brother?"

Paul stopped again. "Do what?"

"Let him suck her titties."

"Yeah."

"Did you do it?"

"Yeah." Paul did not admit that he had done it as recently as a couple of
years ago. Paul's mom had some very liberal ideas about breastfeeding.

"Wow. I'd like to do that."

"Breast feed?"

"Suck my mom's titties. Dad does it."

"It's for babies," said Paul.

"Mom and Dad like doing it. I guess they do because they act the same way
when Dad sucks her titties, as when she sucks his thing."

Paul thought about this. "Well, it's still for babies."

"Whatever, dude."

"Hey, it's your turn to suck me now." Paul stood up in front of the couch.

"Hey, I just had an idea," said Ricky. "Lay down on the couch with me."

Paul started to lay in front of Ricky as if they were going to cuddle and
kiss some more.

"No, lay the other way, so your feet are up here by me. See, we can suck
each other this way."

Ricky was right. The two boys sucked and licked each other's cocks and
balls for nearly an hour, caressing each other's backs and butts at the
same time.

Paul was trying to get Ricky's genitals entirely into his mouth, balls and
all, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a light come on down the
hallway. "Mom's up!" he whispered fiercely. The two boys leapt for their
sleeping bags and crawled inside just as Ann turned on the living room
lights.

"Would you boys go to sleep please?" Ann said. "I knew I shouldn't have let
you stay up with me."

"We're trying to sleep, Mom. Turn off the light!" complained Paul, trying
to sound sleepy.

A few seconds of silence passed. Paul looked at his mom, who was staring at
the floor between the two sleeping bags. Ricky's pajama bottoms and
underwear were crumpled up near the couch. Ann looked at her son, squinted,
then smiled.

"Good night boys. Stay in your sleeping bags." She turned off the light and
went into the kitchen. The boys, frozen with anxiety, listened as she
opened the fridge, closed it, then walked past them to her bedroom. "Good
night!" she called again before she turned off her light and closed her
door.

"Dude, she knows," said Ricky after a few minutes of tense silence.

"She knows you were out of your bag. Good job with leaving your pajamas and
underwear on the floor," said Paul accusingly.

"What?" Paul heard Ricky feeling around in his sleeping bag. "Oh, no ..."

His friend crawled out of his bag and grabbed his clothes, stuffing them
back into his sleeping bag. Then he crawled over to where Paul was. He
squatted next to Paul's head and pushed his still-hard dick into the other
boy's face.

Paul willingly sucked on Ricky's hardness, sitting up and reaching over
with his hand to caress the hairless scrotum while he sucked and
licked. Ricky moaned and put his hand on the back of Paul's head, pushing
his friend's face forward into his crotch.

"Mmm, that's so good," whispered Ricky. "So good."

Paul again tried to take his friend's penis and balls completely into his
mouth and succeeded. He allowed Ricky's thin shaft to press against the
roof of his mouth while his tongue licked and stirred the two small
testicles within the scrotum.

"Mmm..." Ricky moaned again.

Paul kept it up for as long as his little jaw could stand it, then he let
his friend's genitals fall out of his mouth. "My mouth is sore," he
explained.

"My dick is sore," Ricky replied, "but that felt really great anyway."

"Go to bed before we get caught." Paul pulled his pajamas back on. Ricky
went to bed.


A few months later, Ricky's tenth birthday took place. There was a small
outdoor party followed by a sleepover at Ricky's house. Five boys,
including Ricky and Paul, spent the night in Ricky's living room, piled up
together in the fold-out sofa bed. The other three were Keith, Alan, and
Murray, all friends from school.

Alan was first to be ready for bed, stripping down to his underwear and
climbing under the covers. "Where are your pajamas?" said Keith, who was a
year and a half older but still in the same grade.

"Pajamas are for babies," said Alan. Without saying anything, Ricky and
Paul both decided to wear just their underwear to bed. Keith put on only
his pajama bottoms and Murray wore just underwear too.

Ricky and Paul happened to be next to each other. Ricky was at the edge of
the sofa bed and Paul was squished in between Ricky and Keith. The boys
were whispering, giggling, farting and cracking jokes past midnight. At one
point, Ricky leaned over and whispered in Paul's ear, "I have a boner."

Paul whispered back, "Me too."

Without another word, Ricky's hand stole into Paul's underwear and starting
caressing Paul's hard dick. Paul squirmed a bit, then reached over to Ricky
and did the same. The two boys became quiet while they enjoyed this mutual
pleasure and the other boys noticed.

"Ricky, are you sleeping?" asked Alan from the other edge of the sofa bed.

"No ..."

"Is Paul asleep?" Alan asked again.

"No, I'm not."

The cutting up and horseplay continued. At one point Murray, who was
between Keith and Alan, announced that Alan was touching his ass. This
provoked another round of muffled giggles. Keith said, "You mean like
this?" and pinched Murray's buttock. Murray jumped and started wrestling
with Keith. "Get his ass!" said Alan, who was the biggest. Alan held Murray
down while the boys took turns pinching and slapping his ass.

"Pull his underwear down," suggested Ricky. Keith obliged while Murray
squirmed helplessly and begged for mercy, giggling all the while. When
Murray's small, smooth ass was exposed, Paul reached over and caressed it,
running his index finger between the cheeks.

"Oh, Ricky felt your butt!" said Paul. At almost exactly the same time,
Murray exclaimed, "Who's feeling my ass?"

"What? It wasn't me! It was you!" protested Ricky, laughing, but it was to
no avail. In the darkness, nobody had seen Paul's hand.

Keith rubbed Murray's ass, then slapped it.

"Ow!!"

"Ricky, you better quit doing that to Murray," Keith said. Murray squirmed,
but Alan was on top of him, firmly gripping his arms.

Ricky was seized with inspiration. He wet his finger, reached out and tried
to poke it into Murray's rectum. Murray squeaked and jumped and Ricky
cried: "That was you, wasn't it Paul?"

It turned into a free for all wrestling match after that., which didn't
last long because Ricky's dad came out and yelled at them all to shut up
and go to sleep. The boys retreated into a less than sober silence which
was punctuated by muffled giggling.

"Where is my underwear?" asked Murray, which provoked a new round of
giggles.

"Here they are." Ricky handed something to Murray.

"That's a piece of Kleenex!" Everybody giggled.

"Wait, here they are," said Keith, passing his t-shirt over to Murray, who
actually tried to put the shirt on his legs before he realized what was
going on. More giggles.

Paul slid off his own underwear and handed it to Murray. "I found something
smelly, it must be your underwear." Laughter while Murray tried to put on
Paul's underwear.

"Actually, that's my underwear," said Paul, provoking more laughter. A hand
reached over and squeezed Paul's hard dick. He wasn't sure if it was
Keith's or Ricky's, but he hoped it was the former. Murray threw Paul's
underwear across the room.

"OK, I'll just sleep naked," said Murray.

"Me too," said Paul.

Ricky took off his underwear and threw it at Alan's face, striking a direct
hit. Alan threw them back, but Ricky didn't put them back on.

"Me too," said Keith, scooting out of his pajama bottoms and underwear.

Paul was tremendously excited with these three naked boys around him. With
his right hand he reached down to play with himself while his left hand
stole across to Ricky's erection.

Keith's naked flank was pressed tightly against Paul's own side, and so
Keith could easily tell what Paul was doing. "Paul's playing with himself,"
Keith announced to a chorus of giggles.

"No, I'm not," said Paul, moving his right hand over to Keith's dick. It
was hard too. "I'm playing with you."

Keith and Ricky both reached over at the same time to rub Paul's dick. The
three boys caressed each other in silence for a few minutes until Alan
said, "You guys better put your clothes back on because I have to turn on
the light and go to the bathroom." Without waiting for an answer, Alan
turned on the lamp next to the couch and headed for the bathroom.

The other boys sat for a second, then clambered to get their underwear,
blushing brightly and saying nothing. By the time Alan got back, all four
boys were wearing their underwear and back in bed. Alan turned off the
lights and soon all five boys were finally asleep.


Some time after Ricky's tenth birthday, something new happened when Paul
slept over at Ricky's house. Ricky's parents put Paul and Ricky to bed
early that night and retired to their bedroom, closing the door but leaving
the light on.

"They're going to do it tonight," Ricky whispered. "We should try to
watch."

Paul already had a boner in anticipation of fooling around with Ricky, but
this got him even more excited. They waited for half an hour then crept
down the hall in their underwear. (Neither boy had worn pajamas since Alan
had announced that such clothing was for babies.) Ricky's parents had
closed the door and presumably locked it. A narrow band of light shone from
the bottom of the door. Faint sounds of lovemaking emanated from within the
bedchamber.

"They're doing it," whispered Ricky.

"I wish we could see them. Look at this," said Paul, showing Ricky his hard
dick.

Ricky gave it a friendly squeeze and said, "Come on."

They went back into the living room and at first Paul headed for the sofa
bed, thinking they were going to fool around now. But Ricky was opening the
front door to the house very slowly and silently. Paul followed him
outside.

In their underwear, in the freezing February weather, with boners bigger
than they had ever had, the two boys crept barefoot through the frosty
grass to the side of the house.

"Here's their window. If you stand by the edge and squat down you can see
through the blinds."

Paul squatted next to Ricky and found that he could easily see Ricky's
parents fucking. Ricky's mom was on her hands and knees facing away from
the window and Ricky's dad was behind her, pumping away and muttering
something the boys could not hear.

The boys huddled together and put their hands in their underwear, partially
because they were so aroused but mostly to keep their fingers warm. "Man,
they are really doing it," said Paul.

"Do you wanna try it?" asked Ricky, glancing at his friend.

"Yeah ..." said Paul.

"I get to do it to you first."

"OK."

They watched the adults fuck doggy style for a few more minutes. Suddenly,
Ricky's dad started bellowing. Ricky's mom turned around and opened her
mouth wide as her husband shot spurt after spurt of milky white fluid onto
her cheeks, chin, lips and tongue.

"That's not pee," said Paul.

"I know," said Ricky.

Ricky's mother stood up and put on her robe while his dad crawled under the
covers.

"Come on, she's gonna look for us!" hissed Ricky. The boys dashed inside,
taking time to close the front door quietly, and leapt under the covers on
their sofa bed. Ricky started to snore lightly as if he was asleep. Down
the hall, they heard Ricky's mom open her bedroom door, then enter the
bathroom. A few minutes passed. She left the bathroom and the boys heard
the distant sound of the toilet flushing. Then she came down the hall and
stood in the doorway of the living room for a few minutes. Ricky and Paul
said nothing. Ricky continued to fake a light snore. Finally, she said,
"Are you boys awake?" No reply. After a few more seconds, she turned around
and went back to her bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"That was close," said Ricky.

"Yeah. Do you wanna do it?"

"Yeah. Get on your hands and knees."

Paul pushed off his underwear and positioned himself. His dick was hard
against his belly and his head swam with excitement. Ricky knelt behind him
and pressed his little cock head against Paul's ass.

"A little higher," said Paul. "There. Push it in." Ricky couldn't. His
penis was too small and dry to ease into Paul's ass. So he leaned up
against Paul and rubbed the shaft against the crack of Paul's ass.

"It's not in," said Paul.

"I know. Feels good this way, though."

Paul waited until Ricky got tired, then insisted on his own turn. Ricky
crawled forward and knelt on the pillows while Paul scooted around behind
him. "Hold your butt open," whispered Paul, and Ricky reached back to
oblige him. Then Paul spat on his hand and rubbed the spit on his cock.

Finally he fit the head of his narrow shaft against his friend's tiny
hairless bud. It slid in easily and both boys gasped at the sudden
sensation. Paul tried to thrust but his penis fell out immediately. After
several attempts to reinsert and keep thrusting, Paul gave up.

"Let just suck each other," said Paul.

"No way, not after our things were back there."

"Oh yeah, I guess that would be nasty."

Ricky put his underwear back on and moved away from Paul to sleep on the
edge of the sofa bed. Ricky seemed a little put off by the whole thing,
probably because he hadn't been able to put his dick in Paul's
butthole. Paul played with himself for a long time before putting his own
underwear back on and going to sleep.


Not long after that incident, Keith invited both boys to sleep over at his
house. Keith lived in a huge house in the suburbs, and his bed was big
enough for all three boys to sleep comfortably together. Once the lights
were out and Keith's family was in bed, Keith took off his underwear and
threw it at Paul, who threw it back. Keith tried throwing his underpants at
Ricky, who got the message and tossed the underpants across the room. Then
Ricky pulled his underwear off and threw them at Paul, who just took off
his underwear and dropped both pairs next to the bed.

Keith grabbed Paul's dick and said, "Man, Ricky, quit grabbing Paul's
dick!"

Ricky replied, "I'm not grabbing anything." He reached over and cupped
Keith's nuts in his hand and quipped, "Hey Paul, quit playing with Keith's
balls!"

Paul grabbed both boys dicks and said "Quit playing with yourselves!" The
ice was broken. The boys spent the next few minutes in silence, gently
caressing and exploring each other's bodies. Then Ricky climbed on top of
Keith, hugging and kissing him and rubbing his cock against Keith's larger
one. Paul ran his hands over both boys' bodies, feeling a little left out
as he listened to the wet sounds of the boys kissing each other.

"Get behind me, Paul," said Ricky at last. "Rub your thing on me." Paul
knew immediately what Ricky wanted and straddled the two other boys. Keith,
the biggest and oldest of the three boys, was on the bottom, legs spread,
hands rubbing and squeezing Ricky's ass while they French kissed vigorously
and ground their crotches together. Ricky's legs were open, not as wide as
Keith's and his arms were up around Keith's shoulders. His hips rose and
fell slowly as he rubbed his dick against Keith's hairless hard one. Paul's
legs were straddling Ricky's waist. He leaned over and guided his dick into
Ricky's crack, then rubbed against him. "Hold it open for me," Paul
whispered, and both Ricky and Keith reached back to hold Ricky's buttocks
open. Paul easily penetrated but did not try to thrust in and out. He just
laid down on top of Ricky, who moaned at the incredible feeling of being
sandwiched between two hard boys.

The three rubbed themselves together this way for quite some time until
Ricky said he had an idea. Paul extracted himself and scooted over as Ricky
rolled away from Keith. "Let's all suck each other," Ricky said. As he
explained his idea the boys moved into position and immediately started
sucking.

Paul was on his back with Ricky's hips over his face. He was sucking
Ricky's dick like a calf sucks its mother's udder. Keith was draped across
Paul's waist, lovingly sucking and licking Paul's sweet dick and balls. And
Ricky, on his hands and knees, was gripping Keith's hips and sucking his
friend's penis passionately.

The beautiful, pale triangle of sex writhed and moaned as one. The pleasure
was all-consuming. Paul felt like he had died and gone to heaven. This was
the best yet.

Just then, Keith started emitting high-pitched grunts. Ricky sat up
straight, coughing, his dick popping out of Paul's mouth, his ass nearly
sitting on Paul's face. Keith stopped sucking Paul and kept moaning.

"Why did you stop?" asked Keith.

"Why did you do that?" asked Ricky at the same time.

"What happened?" asked Paul a moment later.

"He peed that stuff into my mouth!" said Ricky.

"It's not pee, it's semen. That's what's supposed to happen!"

"It's nasty!" spat Ricky.

"You ruined it for me ..."

"Let me see," said Paul, moving over to Keith's crotch. The bigger boy's
cock was now only half-erect but covering with an interesting, soupy/sticky
substance. Paul leaned over and licked some of it up. "It tastes like
spit," he said, "not pee."

Keith reached down and gathered some of his semen in his fingers, then
licked his fingers clean. "I like it," he said by way of explanation.

On impulse, Paul licked Keith's penis clean and even sucked it a little
until it was fully hard again. "I like it too."

"It's nasty," Ricky insisted.

"My brother showed me that," Keith said, "and then when I asked my dad
about it he told me what sperm was."

"Your brother showed you?" asked Paul, thinking of his own little brother,
who was now five.

"Yeah ... my older brother Walt."

"What did you do?"

"I saw a big stain on his sheets. I thought it was pee so I like teased him
about it, but then he showed me and we did it together."

"Played with yourselves?"

"Yeah." Walt and Keith had also sucked each other off a number of times,
and Walt had buttfucked Keith, but Keith didn't feel comfortable revealing
that just yet.

"And you saw his stuff?"

"His semen, yeah. It shot right out. I haven't been able to make any until
last month. Then I asked my dad about it and he showed me this book he has,
and explained semen and babies and all that."

"I'm not gonna get a disease from licking your semen am I?" asked Paul,
suddenly worried.

"No ... you can't get a disease if I don't have one."

"But that's how fags get AIDS, from drinking each other's pee," Ricky
interjected.

"No, they get it from putting semen in each other's butts, and only if one
of them has it first and they don't wear a condom." Keith had obviously
been well educated on the subject.

"Can you make more?" Paul asked.

"Maybe." Keith put his hand on Paul's head and pushed it down to his hard
dick. Paul opened his mouth and took the shaft all the way in, down to the
base. Keith grunted a bit.

"Let me, too," said Ricky, laying down next to Paul. Paul and Ricky then
took turns sucking Keith's dick, which was noticeably bigger and thicker
than both of theirs. Keith even had a few stray hairs growing on his
scrotum, which the other two boys noticed but did not remark upon.

It did not take long for Keith to feel the tingling rush which signaled the
onset of orgasm. "OK, here it comes," he gasped. "Put your mouth over the
head. Not the whole thing. Just the tip. Yeah..."

Paul held the head of Keith's dick between his lips as Keith stroked his
shaft. Suddenly he felt a hot spurt across his tongue ... then another, and
another. He coughed, gasped and sat up. Ricky took over -- eyes squinted
shut, mouth barely open, his small tongue licking gingerly from Keith's hot
tube.

Once he could breathe, Paul swished the semen around in his
mouth. Flavorless and a bit thicker than regular spit. He swallowed it. Not
bad at all. It was very exciting to have Keith shoot his semen in his
mouth, but once it was done there wasn't much point in savoring it.

"Oh ... oh, yeah ..." Keith was moaning as Ricky thoroughly sucked up the
rest of the semen.

"Do you like it?" asked Paul, rubbing Ricky's bare back and ass.

Ricky sat up, licking his lips. "Yeah, it's OK. I like it. Sure."

"So you guys can't make semen yet?" asked Keith. Both younger boys said
they couldn't.

"Too bad ... let me suck you now, Ricky ..."

Ricky laid back on the bed and let Keith engulf his little boy prick in his
mouth. Paul, seeing Keith on his hands and knees, got an idea. He moved
behind the older boy and tried to put his penis into Keith's butthole. The
shaft easily passed through the tiny wrinkled orifice, and Keith moaned
with pleasure. Paul was able to thrust a little bit back and forth, and to
his surprise Keith responded by reaching under and playing with Paul's
scrotum.

Since neither Paul nor Ricky were capable of having orgasms, the boys just
gave up from exhaustion eventually. They put their underwear back on and
curled up together, trying to sleep.

After a few minutes of quiet, Keith said, "My brother did that with me,
too."

"Sucked you?" asked Ricky.

"No, put his cock in my ass."

Ricky and Paul giggled. "Cock? What's that?"

"My dick. That thing you were sucking, dumbass," Keith said.

The boys giggled again.

Keith couldn't believe it. "What, you've never heard that before?"

Paul got defensive and lied: "No, I've heard it before, but it just seems
funny to hear you say it."

More silence. Then Paul asked,"Wasn't it big?"

"Walt's cock? Yeah, bigger than yours."

"Did it hurt?"

"No, I liked it. You should let me do it to you."

"Right now?"

"Sure, if I can get hard again."

"Let me suck you."

The three boys took off their underwear again. Paul sucked Keith to
hardness while Keith sucked Ricky a little bit. Then Paul got on his hands
and knees while Keith got behind him. Keith rubbed spit on Paul's butthole
and on his shaft, then very easily fit the soft knob of his boy dick into
Paul's warm ass.

"Oooh ... that hurts!" said Paul without moving.

"Hold on ... let me put it all the way in," Keith whispered. He slid his
shaft in the rest of the way and let it rest inside his friend's body.

"Mm ... it's big in there ... feels tight ..." Paul gasped.

"Going to fuck you now," grunted Keith, moving his dick in and out. It was
only about three and a half inches long and an inch wide but felt nice and
snug in Paul's virgin ass.

Paul moaned incoherently. Ricky slid underneath Paul and sucked his
hard-as-a-rock cock.

"So tight ... " Keith said. "Here it comes..." And he spurted a few drops
of hot semen into Paul's ass. Paul was thrusting his hips backward onto
Keith's shaft, then downward into Ricky's mouth. It was just too much, and
Paul had his first dry orgasm. His whole body shook and he actually
bellowed as his spine filled with erotic electricity. His whole being
seemed centered on his crotch for just a moment; then the feeling passed
and he was suddenly exhausted. He rolled away and lay sprawled across the
end of the bed.

"Paul, don't yell so much!" hissed Keith.

"Sorry ... that was great," whispered Paul.

"Will you do it to me?" asked Ricky.

"Not tonight ... maybe tomorrow."


The next day, all three boys went out to the tree fort in Keith's huge
backyard. They climbed up a rope ladder, crept across some branches and
crawled into a small wooden box that was barely big enough to hold all
three of them. There was only room enough to crawl, kneel or squat, and
that was it.

"Wanna do it here?" asked Keith.

Ricky was looking out of the tree fort's single window. "Do what?" he
asked, without turning around.

"What Paul and I did last night. Look."

Ricky and Paul watched as Keith slid his pants down to his knees. His
erection jutted out proudly and the small room filled with the scent of boy
crotch. "I'm ready when you are," Keith said, smiling.

Ricky pushed his own pants down to his knees and turned away from
Keith. Paul watched as Keith spit on his own dick, then rubbed some saliva
onto Ricky's butthole. Keith gently guided his erect dick into Ricky's
tight virgin ass.

"Oh ... awww ... " moaned Ricky.

"Does it hurt?" asked Paul.

"No ... feels great ..."

"Fucking you now," gasped Keith, pumping his hips back and forth. "So tight
... and hot ..."

"That feels so good ..."

"Feels good to be inside you ..."

"Keep going ... yeah ..."

"Ricky ... I'm gonna shoot ..."

Keith bit his lip, squeezed his eyes shut and grunted as he shot spurt
after spurt of boy juice into Ricky's ass. Ricky hissed like he was
deflating and his entire body relaxed, slumping to the floor. Keith's dick
popped out and throbbed in the dim light, visibly slick with fluid, slowly
losing its hardness.

"Wanna do it with me now?" asked Paul.

"Can't ... not now."

"What did you think, Ricky?"

"I liked it. But I have to go to the bathroom now."

Paul and Keith laughed as Ricky pulled up his pants and left the tree fort
as quickly as he could. They saw him through the window running up the yard
to Keith's house.

Keith turned to Paul. "Did you understand the homework for math class this
weekend?"

The boys discussed school until Ricky returned to the tree fort, but then a
car horn honked which meant that Ricky's mom was there to pick up her son
and Paul. The younger boys said goodbye to Keith, grabbed their backpacks
and piled into the car.


No mention of any weekend's nightly activities was ever made at
school. Ricky, Paul and Keith teased the girls, cut up in class, and
complained about the lunch food like all the other boys. In fact, even when
two or three of them were completely alone, in or out of school, they
rarely mentioned their homosexual activities. It was only at night, in bed
together, when they had raging boners and burning hormones, that
conversation turned to their mutual sexual pleasures. Keith enjoyed
discussing sex and would often share stories of how he and his brother Walt
were very nearly caught by their parents several times. He also shared the
story of watching Walt fool around with a date on the couch, then as soon
as she left, Keith sucked Walt's hard dick until his mouth was filled with
hot semen. Paul and Ricky told about the few times that they were almost
caught. Ricky talked about spying on his parents and also mentioned Paul's
mom Ann and her breastfeeding habits. Paul didn't like to have this brought
up but couldn't really complain. Whenever Keith mentioned Walt, Paul wanted
to mention the times he had bathed with his little brother Jerry, and how
they had both played with each other's dicks, and Ann was watching and
smiling and didn't say anything. But Paul felt that he should keep this a
secret, just as he kept his fun with his friends a secret from his mom, or
at least tried to.


Even after he turned ten, Ann was always asking Paul to bathe his little
brother Jerry. She would insist that the two boys bathe together in the
bathtub, and she would leave them alone most of the time. But every now and
then she would come in and just watch Paul bathe Jerry.

The first time his mom caught him playing with his brother's little dickie,
Paul jumped and pretended to be washing Jerry's belly instead. But Ann said
that it was OK for him to wash his brother's penis, because all parts
needed to be washed clean. And when Jerry started feeling his big brother's
dick, which immediately got hard, Ann just nodded and smiled. So there they
were, two young brothers masturbating each other while their mother looked
on and smiled. This only happened once with Ann watching openly, but in all
the subsequent baths, Jerry and Paul would play with each others' dicks.


Summertime came. Paul, Ricky and Keith saw a lot of each other and made
some interesting discoveries. One summer evening, while Keith was sucking
Paul in the tree fort, Paul starting emitting high-pitched gasps and
grunts, then shot his first wet load of semen into Keith's mouth. Keith
groaned in reply and eagerly drank down the fresh boy juice. Ricky didn't
understand what had happened until Keith explained it, and then Ricky was
jealous and Paul was proud.

In the weeks following Paul's first cum, Ricky became very enthusiastic
about anal sex. Paul would mount Ricky first and shoot off in the boy's
rectum; then Keith would take his turn with his larger penis and more
voluminous load. Afterwards, Keith or Paul would suck Ricky until Ricky had
a dry orgasm or became frustrated with his inability to have a wet cum. It
was during one of these suck sessions on Ricky's sofa bed late at night
that Ricky shot his first load into Paul's mouth.

"I just did it!" Ricky almost yelled. "I shot it!"

"Let me taste," said Keith, leaning down to Ricky's crotch. Paul sat up and
moved out of the way so Keith could finish sucking the younger boy and
drain him of his precious fluids.

The boys tried some other ideas, like having Ricky fuck Paul's ass while
Keith tried to fuck Ricky, but it didn't work out. Their favorite games
were mutual sucking and anal sex, and they became very experienced in those
pleasures.


One weekend late in the summer, Keith's big brother Walt came back
home. Walt was 19 and enrolled in a distant college. Keith was so excited
about it that it was all he could talk about. Paul and Ricky wanted to
spend the night that weekend so they could at least watch Walt and Keith
fool around, but Keith's parents forbid it, saying that the family needed a
weekend alone without Keith's little friends coming around all the
time. But Walt and Keith went out Saturday afternoon in Walt's car and
drove to Paul and Ricky's neighborhood. The four of them then drove out to
the hills around the suburbs and parked in a grove of trees far away from
the highway.

Walt was not very subtle or slow. As soon as the car stopped and everybody
got out, Walt opened his fly and pulled out his hard cock, which looked
enormous to the boys but was only about six inches long.

Walt's voice had completely changed from its affable tenor to a low-pitched
seductive half-moan. "Come on ... Keith told me all about you ... who's
first?"

Paul went over and felt the hard shaft, causing Walt to throw his head back
and moan, then reach out and gently take Paul's head in his hands. "Come
on, Paul ... suck it ..."

Paul could not believe this -- sucking his friend's big brother off out in
the woods. It was so thrilling that he could hardly stand up. Taking a deep
breath, he leaned forward just a bit and proceeded to suck Walt's
dick. Walt muttered instructions to Paul about teeth, pacing and rhythm,
and Paul followed right along. But only after a few minutes of this bliss,
Walt gently removed his cock from Paul's sucking mouth.

"Let's all get naked," Walt said, removing his pants completely and
skinning off his shirt. The other boys followed his lead, and soon there
were four naked boys in the woods: a tall, muscular 19-year-old with soft,
light brown hair on his torso and crotch; a 12-year-old with peach fuzz
around his dick, and two ten-year-olds whose crotches were completely
hairless. All of them were shivering with excitement and had achingly hard
cocks.

"Well, come over here," said Walt, laying down in the grass. Keith laid
next to him and they started making out immediately, tongues wrestling
outside their lips, hands grasping at buttocks and nipples and cocks. Paul
and Ricky laid down on either side of the incestuous gay couple and started
running their hands all over them.

Walt and Keith broke their kissing for a moment. "What do you guys want to
do?" he asked.

"Ricky likes to be fucked," Keith said.

"OK, come here Ricky," said Walt. Keith scooted off of his brother and
Ricky climbed up. Walt and Ricky kissed for a few minutes, then Walt
instructed the younger boy to position his ass over Walt's hard dick.

"We've never done it that way," said Paul.

"You learn a lot in college," said Walt, smiling.

Ricky slowly lowered himself onto Walt's shaft. Both grunted and moaned
quite loudly, confident that they would be unheard by strangers out here in
the woods. Walt said things like "Oh, you like my cock in your ass, don't
you?" and "I love to fuck your little ass." The spectacle and language were
really turning Paul on, so he asked Keith to fuck him while they watched
Walt and Ricky. Keith was happy to oblige, kneeling behind Paul and easily
sliding his now four-inch dick into Paul's eager, receptive anus.

All four boys were now emitting all the sounds of passion. Paul was nearly
delirious with taboo lust as he watched that big cock of Walt's disappear
repeatedly into Ricky's butt. Walt was masturbating Ricky while he fucked
him.

"Want me to cum in your mouth?" asked Walt.

"Yeah," Ricky gasped, which surprised Paul. Despite Ricky's enjoyment of
buttfucking, he still did not want any cock which had been in his ass
anywhere near his mouth. So Paul watched in awe and lust as Walt eased
Ricky off of his shaft, then moved the boy into a quick 69 position.

Keith was amazed too. His brother was so hot, and watching him fuck and
then suck Ricky was even hotter. "I'm gonna cum in your ass, Paul," Keith
whispered fiercely.

Paul moaned and nodded, closing his eyes and dropping his head into his
hands. Keith's thrusts changed from their usual short, quick pace to long
and slow movements, a sure sign that Keith was about to shoot his
load. "Cumming. Cumming!" Keith gasped as his hot seed spilled out and into
Paul's clenching rectum.

Paul was so overcome by Keith's climax that he failed to notice the end of
Walt and Ricky's 69. Walt unloaded a massive initial blast into young
Ricky's mouth, so much that Ricky gagged and turned his head. Walt's
twitching cock continued to spurt wad after wad of thick cum onto Ricky's
face and cheeks. This was so thrilling to Ricky that he too began to cum in
Walt's mouth. The 19-year-old had no trouble swallowing all of Ricky's seed
and savoring every last taste.

The four boys separated and laid together on the grass, trading kisses and
caresses and laughter. Ricky told Walt about how he and Paul first started
fooling around, then Keith told the story of their first night at Keith's
house. By the end of Keith's story all four boys were again erect and
slowly fisting their hard cocks.

"I'm so fucking horny," Walt announced. "You kids are so fucking hot."

"Let's suck each other," suggested Keith.

The boys argued briefly over who got to suck Walt's big dick, but Walt said
that he wanted Paul to do it, reasoning that Keith had sucked it before and
Ricky had just enjoyed Walt's tool in his ass, so it was only fair to let
Paul suck that dick. Paul was very pleased and set to the job.

While Paul licked and sucked the stiff shaft, Ricky got down and sucked
Paul. Keith sucked Ricky and Walt finished the sexy circle by taking his
little brother's cock into his mouth.

Every few minutes Walt would stop sucking, look around the circle and offer
comments:

"Suck that dick, Keith. You're such a great cocksucker."

"Oh, yeah, Paul, suck my cock. Yeah. Yes. That's it. Lick my nuts."

"Oh, Ricky, you look so good between those other boys. Suck Paul, suck him
good."

Soon, Walt's comments were directed exclusively at Paul:

"Shit, Paul, you're a great fucking cocksucker. Oh, suck me. Suck me, I'm
cumming. I'm fucking cumming. Oh, here it comes. Drink it ... drink it
... you can finish it ... swallow. Now lick the rest up ... yeah. Oh,
shit. I gotta suck my brother's cock now, yeah ..."

Paul came next, moaning wordlessly while filling Ricky's mouth with a full
load of sperm. Then Keith came in his brother's mouth while still sucking
Ricky's dick. Walt and Paul moved over and rubbed Ricky's slender, sexy
body while Keith kept sucking him. With the encouragement of the other two
boys, Ricky soon came deeply into Keith's throat, and Keith sat up licking
his lips and smiling. Walt leaned over and tongue-kissed his younger
brother.

"God, I could stay here all night with you guys," Walt said at last. "What
do you want to do now?"

"Can you do it to me now?" asked Paul.

"Oh man, I don't know ... I'll have to see if I can get hard again. How
about if I suck all of you?"

The boys agreed and they laid down in a row. Walt knelt at their feet and
sucked each one of their dicks for a few minutes, moving from young cock to
young cock, completely delirious with his heavenly situation.

Just after Keith announced that he might be cumming again soon, a set of
headlights flashed across the nude bodies on the ground. All the boys sat
up and stared out at the highway. A car was coming!

In record time, the four boys got dressed and jumped back into Walt's
car. "Get down! Duck your heads down," Walt snapped, and the boys
obeyed. By a happy coincidence, Paul was in the front seat with Walt and
got to lay his head right in Walt's lap. He heard the other car come closer
and closer until it seemed like it was right next to theirs. Walt held his
breath, then laughed.

"It's a couple of gay guys coming out here for the same reason we did."
Everybody else in the car laughed. Paul started to sit up.

"No, everybody stay down. We're getting out of here." Walt started his car,
backed out and drove back to the highway. They drove in silence, but Paul
dared to open Walt's zipper and tongue his flaccid cock during the drive
back to Paul and Ricky's neighborhood. Walt dropped off Ricky first, then
Paul. Paul noticed that Walt didn't bother to put away his again-erect
cock, and before he closed the door he heard Walt say, "Keith, get up here
and finish what Paul started." The car door closed and Walt sped away. Paul
went inside and got a lecture from his mom about being in after dark, but
Paul didn't care. He went to bed and slept very soundly with a smile on his
face.


In the first few months of the next school year, a change came over
Keith. He starting dating a girl in their school and spent less time with
Paul and Ricky. To make matters worse, he started to publicly humiliate
them in school, calling them "fags" and "cocksuckers." Paul and Ricky were
hurt and angered by Keith's betrayal. Once, when Ricky retorted, "Oh yeah?
At least I don't get buttfucked by my own brother," Keith punched him in
the stomach, leaving him gasping in the school hallway. But after that
Keith didn't pick on the smaller boys any more. He realized that they knew
enough about him to seriously mess with his life, so he left them alone.
Paul and Ricky continued to spend some weekends together. Their fooling
around increased as they got older, so much that they would hardly ever be
around other people. If other people were home during the day or evening,
Paul and Ricky would hike out to the woods at the edge of their
subdivision, find their hidden private spot, and fool around until dinner
time. Then they'd go home and eat. After dinner they'd play video games or
watch TV until their parents went to sleep, then fool around some more
until 2 or 3 in the morning. This became their routine, and for months they
did nothing else on the weekends but fuck and suck each other.


Paul and his brother Jerry continued to bathe together, even though Paul
was now 13 and Jerry was eight. They'd take a bath or shower together every
night except on the weekends when Ricky came over. Jerry seemed to love
playing with his brother's penis, and also apparently enjoyed it when Paul
stroked or caressed Jerry's tiny little dick or cute ass. Their mom Ann
continued to say nothing at all about the two boys bathing together. She
left them alone while they bathed, but when she heard the shower water
stop, or the bath water start to drain out of the tub, she would often come
to the bathroom, watch her sons dry off, then put Jerry to bed. She would
then go into Paul's room, where he would often be reading or studying, kiss
him goodnight and go to bed herself.

One Saturday night in April, when Paul and Ricky were getting ready to
crash in their sleeping bags, Jerry came in the living room and insisted
that he be allowed to spend the night with the big boys. Paul said no way
and Jerry started crying. Ann had to come take him away and put him to
bed. Later, she came back and told Paul and Ricky that they shouldn't be so
mean to Jerry, and that they should consider letting him sleep out there
with them. Then Ann went to bed.

Paul and Ricky waited a while, then they pushed their sleeping bags
together, climbed out and started making out. Soon they switched to a hot,
prolonged 69. After their orgasms, while they were just laying there out in
the cool air, Paul told Ricky about bathing with his brother.

"He likes it?" asked Ricky.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Maybe we should let him sleep out here with us."

"No way, he'd be so obnoxious."

"He's only a year younger than we were when we started."

Paul thought about this for a second.

"Maybe next weekend, OK?"

"OK."

The boys crawled back into their sleeping bags and went straight to sleep.


The next Friday, Ricky went home before going over to Paul's. Paul went
home, finished his homework, ate dinner and told his mom that Ricky was
spending the night tonight. Ann said that was OK and asked if Jerry could
sleep in the living room with the big boys. Before Paul could answer, Jerry
started begging loudly for permission, and Paul just nodded and shrugged.
Jerry cheered and Ann tousled Paul's hair before cleaning up the dinner
dishes. "Well, bath time. Ricky will be here soon," she reminded her boys.

Paul and Jerry went upstairs to the bathroom. Paul started the shower while
Jerry took off his clothes. "Are we going to watch movies tonight?" Jerry
asked.

As the shower warmed up, Paul skinned off his jeans and T-shirt and fielded
Jerry's excited questions. Paul himself was excited, fully erect before he
was even undressed, his mind filled with possibilities.

The boys got in the shower. Paul grabbed the soap and started rubbing the
slim bar all over his brother's body. Jerry giggled and popped a little
boner like he always did. He also reached up and fondled his big brother's
scrotum and cock.

"Wash off now," Paul murmured, stepping out of the way so Jerry could
rinse. He soaped his own body while Jerry hummed some cartoon theme song
and rinsed.

Paul rinsed himself and managed to grab Jerry before he got out of the
shower. "Wait a sec, Jerry," he said. "I want to show you something. Or
actually, do something. Here, like this." Paul aimed the shower head away,
then pulled Jerry close to him and gave him a kiss that lasted a bit longer
than normal family kisses ought to.

"What was that for?" Jerry asked when Paul let him up for air. Paul didn't
move away from his little brother. Instead, he continued to hold him close
so that their erections rubbed against each other's bodies.

"You wanna play with me?" Paul asked, reaching down and holding his
brother's little dick. Instead of answering, Jerry reached up and stroked
Paul's hardness.

They fondled each other for a bit, then Paul said, "Me and Ricky do this
too. Do you wanna do it with us?"

Jerry nodded, staring at his older brother's firm erection while he stroked
and tickled it.

"Let me show you something else me and Ricky do," Paul murmured. He knelt
down on the shower floor and quickly took his little brother's dick and
scrotum into his mouth, sucking them gently, running his tongue around the
soft surfaces. Jerry gasped, then giggled and tried to push Paul away.

"Don't you like it?"

"It tickles!"

"So you don't like it?"

"Well ... go ahead, keep doing it."

Paul sucked Jerry's little dick for a long time. It was only about two and
a half or three inches long but still hot and hard, and it slid very easily
between Paul's tightly pursed lips. He ran his hands all over Jerry's body,
especially his butt and thighs. Jerry just squirmed and breathed a little
heavier.

Paul stood up when his knees started to ache. "You wanna do that to me?" He
held his shaft at the base and aimed it towards his little brother.

Jerry moved forward, seized Paul's dick with both of his little hands and
sucked the head like a lollipop. Paul groaned and leaned back against the
shower wall at first, but quickly snapped to attention and grabbed his
brother's head. "No teeth! No teeth, Jerry ... just your lips and tongue,
OK?"

It took some practice but Jerry got the hang of it. Soon he was taking the
head and the first inch or two of Paul's dick into his mouth, which was
almost half of it. The sight of his hard cock going in and out of his
brother's mouth had Paul about ready to cum, but he wanted to save it for
Ricky. Besides, Jerry wasn't ready for that yet. Or was he?

"OK, let's stop now. So you like that?"

"Yeah," Jerry nodded, reaching down to fondle his own still-erect penis.

"You wanna do that with us tonight?"

"Yeah."

"OK, but you can't tell Mom, OK?"

"OK."

"OK then." Paul turned off the shower and stepped out. "Put on your pajamas
and bring your sleeping bag downstairs after you dry off."

Jerry grabbed a towel and dashed down the hall to his room, nearly crashing
into his mother who was coming to check on the boys. Ann laughed, tickled
Jerry's ribs and lightly slapped his nude bottom as he scampered off. She
walked into the bathroom where Paul was still drying himself and still
naked.

"So is Jerry excited about spending the night with you and Ricky?" she
asked.

Paul realized he still had a half-erection and turned away slightly from
his mother. "Yep, he wouldn't shut up about it," he said, putting a leg up
on the toilet so he could finish drying off his calves and feet.

Ann was silent for a second or two, causing Paul to look up at her. She was
staring at him. Then she said, "I don't mean to embarrass you, honey, but
could you turn around for a second?"

Paul blushed a bit, but obliged his mom. He turned and faced her fully. His
half-erect dick started throbbing and rising very slowly.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you, Paul," his mom said again, "but I thought I
saw some hair growing down there and I just wanted to see. How long have
you had hair on your penis?"

"A few weeks," Paul shrugged, staring at the floor. He had never been
embarrassed by his nudity in front of his mom before, but somehow this was
different.

"OK, just wondering," she said. "You boys grow up so fast. It seems like
yesterday that I was breast-feeding Jerry while you and Ricky were running
around playing with your toys, and now you boys are into sports and Jerry
is trying to be like you."

Paul's penis was now fully erect and he tried to hide it by holding the
towel across his chest and letting it drape over his waist.

"OK, honey, I'll leave you alone. Actually, I need to take a bath anyway,
so I'll be right back." She left the bathroom and went down the hall to her
bedroom.

Paul looked down at his hard dick and at the light-colored ring of peach
fuzz around his crotch. How could she have noticed that from across the
room? He turned to the toilet and tried to pee so that his erection would
go down, but he didn't really have to pee. Letting his erection wave in
front of him, he started vigorously drying his hair.

While the towel was over his head, Ann came back in the bathroom. She was
wearing a short robe and carrying two of her fluffy expensive towels. As
Paul finished drying his hair, she took off her robe and hung on the back
of the door. She put the two towels on the sink and smiled when she saw
that Paul was looking at her.

"There, we're even," she said. "Now we've seen each other naked."

Paul stared at his mother's crotch. She only had a shadow of stubble around
her thing - what did they call it? Cunt? He knew there was supposed to be
hair there, but apparently his mom shaved it.

"Yes, I shave myself," his mom said, reading his thoughts. "My armpits and
legs, too. In fact I am going to shave all of that tonight, that's why I'm
taking a bath. So get out of the way!"

Ann smiled and brushed by her son jokingly, feeling the heat of his
erection touch against her upper thigh. A bright thrill shot through her
body. God, I just felt my son's erection, she thought to herself.

Paul eased around his mother's nude body, careful not to touch her, then
went to his room.

Ann shut the bathroom door and locked it, then climbed in the bath and
immediately masturbated to orgasm. I felt my son's erection, she
thought. God help me, I felt my son's erection and it thrilled me.


When Ricky arrived, Jerry and Paul were playing video games in the living
room. Ricky tossed his sleeping bag and backpack down and joined in. Time
flew by, as it does when young boys play video games, and soon Ann told the
boys it was time for bed.

"Be nice to Jerry," she said as she left the room.

The three boys hunkered down in their sleeping bags. "We forgot to turn off
the light," Jerry said.

"I'll do it," said Ricky. He slid out of his sleeping bag and stood up,
revealing the fact that he had already taken off all of his clothes and
already had a boner. Jerry and Paul laughed as Ricky bounded across the
room to the light switch with his erection bouncing in front of him. He
stood with his hand on the switch and said, "Ready?" The lights clicked off
and Ricky jumped back into his warm sleeping bag.

Paul and Jerry were still laughing. "You were naked!" said Jerry.

"Quiet, Jerry, keep your voice down," hissed Paul. Then he whispered
softly: "Besides, I'm naked too."

There was the sound of shuffling and wriggling, then Jerry whispered: "I
took off my pajamas."

Ricky climbed out of his bag. "Let's get on the couch."

All three boys went up to the couch and immediately started to fondle and
rub each other. Jerry sat between Ricky and Paul, stroking their cocks,
while the two older boys rubbed all over Jerry's body and kissed his cheeks
and neck.

"I have an idea," whispered Ricky. "Here, get up."

Paul and Jerry stood up while Ricky laid down flat on the couch. The boys'
eyes were all starting to adjust to the darkness, so Paul could just barely
see the outline of his best friend's naked body.

"OK, Jerry. Come get on top of me. Sit here on my chest. There, yeah. Right
there." Jerry was half kneeling, half squatting on Ricky's narrow chest
with his little erection waving right in front of Ricky's face. Ricky stuck
out his tongue and licked it, which made Jerry shudder and smile.

"OK, now Paul, get between my legs and suck me."

Paul obeyed, more than happy to pleasure his friend. He knelt between
Ricky's legs and started fiercely sucking the hard cock in front of
him. Ricky was sucking Jerry's dick, and Jerry was leaning back, propping
himself up on his elbows. His head almost touched his older brother's head
as Paul sucked Ricky's dick.

This thrilling combination sent all three boys into shivers and moans of
ecstasy. Ricky came quickly, shooting thin jets of hot sperm into Paul's
hungry mouth. As soon as Ricky finished cumming, Paul stood next to the
couch and asked Jerry to suck his dick. Jerry did, holding Paul's tool with
one small hand and sucking the head timidly.

The room filled with the smell of horny, naked boys. Ricky could not get
enough of that tiny little eight-year-old dick. He held the whole thing in
his mouth along with the small scrotum, sucking them with gentle pressure
and rolling his tongue all over. He went back and forth on the small shaft
and licked at the head.

"God, this is awesome," Paul said out loud.

Ricky stopped what he was doing long enough to say, "I love sucking your
little brother's dick."

Minutes passed. Paul held Jerry's head firmly as he moved back and forth
out of Jerry's mouth. Jerry, for his part, was pushing his own penis and
scrotum as far into Ricky's mouth as he could.

"I'm gonna cum," Paul announced.

"Let me have it," whispered Ricky, pushing Jerry away and beckoning to
Paul.

Paul knelt next to the sofa and inserted his hard, saliva-slick cock into
Ricky's mouth. Ricky grabbed Paul's hips and pulled, shoving Paul's dick
all the way between his lips. Back and forth, back and forth, Paul's dick
slid smoothly over Ricky's lips and tongue. Without warning Paul spurted
hotly into Ricky's sucking hole and Ricky drank the warm seed gratefully.

"Don't swallow it all," said Paul. "Show it to Jerry." He pulled his dick
out of Ricky's mouth and let several globs of semen ooze out and drip onto
Ricky's lips and chin. Ricky tried to lick them up or catch them with his
tongue while Jerry, still erect and shivering in the darkness, looked on.

"That's my cum, Jerry," explained Paul. "It cums out when I get sucked like
that. Try it."

Jerry leaned over and quickly kissed his older brother's cock head, coming
away with sticky lips and a small bit of sperm on his tongue. He tasted the
fluid, then nodded his head.

"Do you like it?" asked Ricky.

"Sure."

"In a few years you can make some too."

Jerry smiled.

"Now you two suck me some more," Ricky said. He sat up and laid back on the
couch, then opened his legs wide so that the brothers could get to his
crotch.

"OK, then I want to fuck you later," said Paul as he scooted forward to
rest his head on Ricky's thigh. Jerry, following his brother's lead, draped
his arm across Ricky's other thigh. As Paul started licking at Ricky's
scrotum and shaft, Jerry sucked the head of Ricky's dick into his mouth.

"Oh, yeah. I can't believe this. This is great," mumbled Ricky. He
continued to talk and encourage the brothers while they performed fellatio
on him.

Paul reached over and fondled his brother while they both sucked
Ricky. Jerry responded, reaching over and playing with Paul's half-hard
dick. They masturbated each other while they took turns sucking Ricky's
tool.

Ricky put one of his hands on each brother's head and stroked their hair
while they sucked him. It was so erotic to see these two brothers sucking
his dick. Ricky suddenly wished he had a little brother or sister to play
with him too.

Paul was practically buzzing from the entire experience. The feel of his
brother's naked shoulder and thigh pressing against his own as he took his
turn sucking Ricky ... the sensation of his brother's small hand playing
with his hard dick ... feeling Jerry's soft cheek brushing against his as
they took turns ... it was all just too much. While Jerry was sucking
Ricky, Paul murmured, "I hope you cum soon 'cause I really want to fuck
you."

"I am gonna cum soon," Ricky breathed. "Jerry, want me to do it in your
mouth?"

Jerry took his mouth off Ricky's penis and shook his head.

"That's OK, we'll share it," said Paul.

"Finger me Paul," Ricky moaned as Jerry resumed sucking. Paul wet his index
finger and slid it fully into Ricky's ass. He fingerfucked his friend while
his brother finished him off.

"I'm gonna cum, Paul, gonna cum," Ricky hissed through gritted teeth. His
hips bucked and came up off the edge of the couch. Jerry's lips came off of
Ricky's prick with a soft popping, slurping sound, and Paul quickly took
over. Just as his lips and tongue touched Ricky's shaft, Ricky came. This
time there weren't long, fine, stringy jets, but rather soft, liquidy globs
of warm semen. Paul happily drank the first few swallows and then allowed
Jerry to have the rest. Jerry watched the young cock spurt pools of boycum,
then timidly dipped his tongue into the mess. After a few tastes, he licked
up the entire puddle and smiled.

"OK, Ricky, get up on the couch on your hands and knees," Paul said,
crawling up behind his friend. Ricky obeyed, reaching back and opening his
buttocks for the delight to come.

"This is fucking," said Paul to Jerry by way of explanation, "and we do it
a lot, and we'll do it with you too if you want. Come up here."

Jerry stood up so he could see. The boy had to squint in the darkness to
see the open rose of Ricky's rectum and the thick hardness of his brother's
cock. Paul spat into his hand and lubed up Ricky's ass, then slowly slid
his cock head into the soft pink aperture.

"Aw, God!" cried Ricky. "Aw, yeah ... oh, feels great ... yes, keep going."

Paul slid his cock all the way in to the hilt. His ball sack bumped up
against Ricky's. "Gonna fuck you now," he breathed.

The two boys started their coupling, each pushing against the other. The
only sounds were muted sighs of pleasure and the quiet rasping of flesh
against flesh. Every few minutes, Paul's cock would pop out and he would
have to reinsert it to the sound of Ricky's grateful moaning. Jerry just
stood by and watched, fascinated, as his older brother fucked his best
friend.

The perverse configuration lasted much longer than it normally would have
because both boys had cum just minutes earlier. Paul settled into a steady
rhythm, savoring the sweet sensations on his shaft as he plunged in and out
of Ricky's rectum. Ricky had his face buried in the couch pillows and was
biting the fabric as he grunted and sighed with pleasure. Jerry played with
himself and reached out to fondle Ricky's dangling penis a few times, but
this caused Ricky to twitch and jump with overstimulation, so Jerry
contented himself with rubbing his little hardon.

"OK, Ricky, I'm gonna cum inside you," Paul whispered to his friend.

"Yeah, Paul. Yeah, do it. Oh yeah, cum in me, yeah." Ricky gasped out
encouraging words as he felt Paul's rhythm change. Paul's hands gripped
Ricky's waist with orgasmic urgency as Paul flexed and throbbed inside of
Ricky's hole. Then he was spurting, spurting, spurting into Ricky, running
his nails down Ricky's back as he filled his friend with another load of
hot cum.

"Ahhhhhhh," both boys sighed as they collapsed into a sweaty, fragrant
heap.

"Mmmm ... that was the best," Ricky decided, turning around a bit and
kissing Paul's cheek. "I can feel it inside of me."

Paul kissed his friend on the lips. "Oh man, I'm so tired now."

"I've gotta go to the bathroom," Ricky said, untangling himself from the
slick embrace and standing up. "Be right back."

Jerry sat next to Paul on the couch. "Can we do that?"

"No, I'm too tired, Jer."

"Tomorrow?"

"Maybe. Put your underwear back on and get into your sleeping bag."

The brothers re-dressed themselves and crawled into their bags while they
waited for Ricky.


Ricky crept down the hall to the bathroom. I should have put my underwear
on before I went down here, he thought. He tiptoed past the bedroom of Paul
and Jerry's mom and slipped into the bathroom, shutting the door and
locking it.

He sat on the toilet and tried to relax his rectal muscles so he could
relieve the pressure created by Paul's sperm. Soon he was able to empty
himself. He wiped, stood up, flushed, and washed his hands. Then he shut
off the light and opened the bathroom door. The hallway was still dark, but
now Ricky couldn't see anything because his night vision had been zapped by
the bathroom light. He moved down the hall, feeling his way with his hands.

The sound of the toilet flushing had awakened Ann. She sat up and glanced
at the clock. Two am! Mentally preparing her lecture, she peered out into
the hall through her half-open door. The bathroom door opened. She was
tempted to get out of bed and lecture whoever it was, probably Paul, when
she noticed in the dimness that it was Ricky, and he was completely naked.

What were those boys doing? she wondered. And with Jerry down there too??

Ann resolved to find out in the morning.

Ricky crept back to the living room, put his underwear back on, and climbed
in his sleeping bag. Soon, all three boys were sound asleep.


On Saturday morning, Jerry was up at 8 am to watch cartoons, which woke up
the older boys. Grumbling, the two took their sleeping bags into Paul's
room and slept until 11. Ann fixed lunch for all three boys and then the
three went outside before Ann had a chance to take Jerry aside and ask him
what had been going on the previous evening.

The boys went out to the woods at the edge of the subdivision and headed
for Paul and Ricky's secret spot. They explained to Jerry that this was a
private place and that he should never take anybody there or tell them
about it, and Jerry agreed to keep it a secret.

Once they arrived, Ricky announced that he was already hard and opened his
pants to prove it. Jerry and Paul quickly followed Ricky's example, and
soon all three boys were naked out in the woods.

"What do you wanna do?" asked Ricky.

"You said you would put your thing in me today," Jerry reminded Paul.

"OK, we can do that. Come over here and get down like Ricky was."

Jerry got down on all fours in front of his older brother, who knelt down
behind him. Paul spit on his finger and rubbed the saliva on his brother's
peach-colored little hole, then eased his finger inside to the first
knuckle.

"Ow!" cried Jerry, jumping forward so that his brother's finger popped out.

"I don't think you're ready," said Paul.

"Me neither," Ricky agreed.

Jerry stood up and rubbed his bottom. "But it hurts!"

"It feels good later, Jerry."

"Let me put my finger in again."

Jerry got down in front of his brother again. Paul repeated the procedure
from before, but this time was able to guide his whole index finger into
his brother's ass. He wiggled it a bit. "How does that feel?"

"OK. I feel full. Like I need to go."

"Do you need to go?"

"Yeah."

Paul eased his finger out. "Go ahead and go over there in the trees. Do it
far away from us so we don't have to smell it! And wipe with leaves or
something."

Jerry stood up and walked into the trees until he couldn't see Paul and
Ricky any more, then squatted down to evacuate his bowels.

Back in the clearing, Ricky turned to Paul. "I know what would make it
smoother." He stepped in front of Paul and stuck his hard dick in Paul's
face. "Suck my dick, then spit my cum on his ass."

Paul smiled and took his friend's shaft into his mouth, savoring the
familiar feel of Ricky's warm manhood on his tongue and lips. He reached up
and caressed Ricky's ass as he started enthusiastically sucking the hard
cock in front of him.

Jerry finished shitting, wiped himself thoroughly with leaves and went back
to the clearing, where he saw his brother sucking Ricky's dick. "What about
me?" he asked as he walked up to the two older boys.

"Get down where you were," commanded Ricky, his breathing shallow and
rapid. Jerry obeyed, then Ricky took his cock out of Paul's mouth.

"Paul, put your dick in front of Jerry's ass."

Paul placed the head of his dick between his brother's ass cheeks. Ricky
knelt down and jacked himself off, thrilled by the sight of the two
brothers so close to anal sex. Within a few minutes he was spurting hot
jets of sperm onto Jerry's ass and Paul's cock.

"Now fuck him," Ricky breathed after he finished cumming.

Paul rubbed his dickhead against his brother's ass, smearing Ricky's cream
over the sweet little pucker in front of him. "Ready, Jerry?"

Jerry nodded. Paul held Jerry's hips with one hand and guided his cock into
Jerry's ass with the other. Jerry gasped and squeaked as his older brother
slowly penetrated his virgin rectum, then relaxed as Paul penetrated him
completely.

"How does it feel?" asked Ricky.

Jerry took a couple of deep breaths, his eyes clenched shut, then managed
to gasp, "Feels good."

"Fuck him, Paul."

Paul didn't need Ricky to tell him. He started moving slowly in and out,
fascinated by the sight of his brother's pink hole clinging to his shaft as
it advanced and retreated. The familiar thrill of pre-orgasm shot through
his body almost immediately.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum already," Paul stuttered. "He's so tight!"

Jerry was gasping dramatically with every inward thrust of his brother's
cock. The feeling was consuming all of his consciousness. It felt as if he
were being filled up right to his heart with that hot hardness, and every
nerve ending was burning with pleasure. His own little cock was bouncing up
against his belly in time with his brother's thrusting pace.

Paul caught his breath as he felt the first burning hot jolt of cum shoot
down his shaft and into his brother's warm, tight bowels. He threw his head
back and exhaled slowly as he emptied his balls, twitching and bucking all
the while. Jerry was gasping and yelling, pushing his hips up against his
brother, his tiny cock seemingly afire with a strange, new, beautiful
sensation.

Ricky was in awe of the amazing sight before him. It was so incredible to
see - the pleasure written across both boys' faces. The brothers were
poised gracefully at the peak of their mutual orgasm: Paul's back arched,
head thrown back, arms stretched out to grab his brother's hips ... Jerry's
head between his arms, forehead nearly touching the ground, back arched,
toes curling ... both brothers' eyes closed tightly, teeth gritted, breaths
coming in short sharp gasps. Then the moment passed and the brothers
sighed, collapsing in a naked heap of limbs.

"Take it out, take it out," Jerry complained. Paul moved back a bit and his
limp dick slid out of his brother's chute, greasy with anal mucus and his
own semen.

"God, that was great," Paul moaned. "Did you like it?"

"Yeah, but you gotta pull it out faster!"

All three boys laughed.


Later at the house, Ricky's mom picked him up while Paul and Jerry were
playing video games. As soon as Ricky left, Ann stuck her head into the
living room and said, "Jerry, come here for a minute."

Jerry didn't move.

"Jerry, now!"

"Mom, I'm about to win!"

"Now, Jerry!"

Jerry tossed the game control on the floor and glared at his mom, then
stomped down the hall, following her to her bedroom.

"Ha ha, I beat you!" sang Paul from the living room.


"Jerry, you're not in trouble. I just wanted to ask you something," Ann
began as she sat on the bed. She patted the blanket next to her and Jerry
crawled up next to his mother.

"How was your slumber party last night?"

"Fine."

"Were Paul and Ricky mean to you?"

"No."

"Did you have a good time?"

"Yes."

"What did you do last night?"

"Nothing."

"Doesn't sound like much fun to me."

Jerry shrugged.

Ann pulled Jerry into her lap. "Jerry, why was Ricky naked last night?"

"I don't know."

"Come on, Jerry."

"I don't know."

Ann decided to play a hunch. "Well, why were you and Jerry naked?"

Jerry shrugged. "No reason."

His mom knew her hunch was right: the boys were still experimenting, and
they had drawn Jerry into their games. She remembered the time that she had
found Ricky and Paul naked in their sleeping bags with Ricky's underwear
laying out on the floor. Back then, she had correctly assumed that the boys
were engagin in sex play. Now that Paul was older, she was a little
surprised to find that he was still playing with Ricky. She wondered for a
moment if Paul was gay, or perhaps Ricky was gay, or maybe both. But why
were they pulling Jerry into this?

"Jerry. What did you boys do last night?"

"Played."

"Did you play with each other's penises?"

"Uh huh."

"Did they make you do it and you didn't want to?"

"No."

"You wanted to?"

"Yeah."

"You liked it?"

"Yeah."

"What did you do?"

"Played."

"I know, but what did you do exactly?"

Jerry shrugged again. "I put their penises in my mouth. And they put my
penis in their mouth."

Upon hearing this revelation, something strange happened to Ann: she
mentally grimaced and gritted her teeth but at the same time felt a hot
rush of fluid to her cunt.

"And you wanted to?"

"Uh huh."

"Was it fun?"

"Uh huh."

"Do you want to do it again?"

"Sure."

"Jerry baby, go get Paul for me, OK? Just bring him in here with you."

Jerry hopped off the bed and went to get his brother.

Ann started getting ready for bed, forming a plan in her mind as she
undressed.


"Paul, Mom wants to see you."

Paul was still playing the video game. "What for?"

"She didn't say."

Paul paused the game and turned to look at his little brother. "What did
she talk to you about?"

"She asked me if we had a good time last night. I mean if I had a good time
last night."

Paul felt a cold hand grab his gut. Did she know??

"Anything else? Did you tell her about our games?"

Jerry nodded.

"Oh, goddammit, Jerry, you weren't supposed to tell!"

Paul stood up. "Did she say what she wanted to talk to me about?"

"No."

Pushing past his little brother, Paul headed down the hall to his mother's
bedroom.


Ann looked up from underneath the covers when Paul came in the room. "Paul,
honey, get ready for bed and then come back in here, OK? I need to talk to
you."

"What about?"

"Just get ready for bed and come back in here, OK?"

"But it's not time for bed yet!"

"Paul, honey, just do it, OK?"

"OK."

She didn't seem angry. Maybe he wasn't in trouble. Maybe Jerry didn't tell
her anything. But why did they have to go to bed so early?

Ann told the same thing to Jerry, who also complained about the strange
bedtime. Both boys came back to the bedroom at the same time. Jerry was in
his pajamas and Paul was in his underwear.

"OK boys, come here."

They both climbed on the bed.

"No, get under the covers with me."

The boys peeled the blankets back and laid down next to their mother. Paul
noticed that she was completely naked and knew that Jerry had in fact told
her everything. They were about to get some kind of "facts of life" talk,
Paul guessed.

Ann sat up to face her oldest son. "Now Paul, tell me what happened last
night with Jerry and Ricky."

Paul blushed and looked away. "Nothing."

"Paul, Jerry told me about it already, what you did with your penises."

"Then why are you asking?" Paul turned away with a violent jerk and buried
his head in the pillow.

Ann reached out and put her cool hand on her son's warm shoulder. "Paul,
it's OK, honey. You're not in trouble. I just want to hear."

There was a very long pause. Jerry and Ann were both staring at Paul,
waiting for his reaction. Finally, Paul turned over and stared at the
ceiling. He took a deep breath, then started talking. He told his mother
everything that they boys had done the previous night and that afternoon,
using the correct words like penis and rectum and semen, and trying to get
it all out as quickly as possible with minimal sexual detail.

Despite his efforts to keep the description clinical, he had a boner when
he was finished. So did Jerry. And Ann's pussy was soaked. Ann reached over
and put her hand directly on Paul's hardon.

"Paul ... it's OK. That's all OK, and natural. Boys do that." Her fingers
stroked the hard shaft while Paul closed his eyes.

"Boys, take off your clothes, OK? I want to see you nude."

Paul shifted enough to slide off his underwear. Jerry got out of the bed
and took off his pajamas and underwear, then hopped back under the covers.

"Now come here. Give me a hug. Both of you."

Ann's two sons wriggled under the covers until they were both pressed
against their mother's nude body, then squeezed her in a tight, warm,
loving embrace. "Oh, I love you boys so much," she said, kissing their
heads and faces. "You're such good boys. I love you no matter what, did you
know that?"

"Yeah," whispered Paul, relieved that he wasn't in big trouble.

"Did you know that, Jerry?" Ann asked.

"Uh huh," Jerry said happily, squished between his mom's arm and her soft
breast.

"Now boys, I want you to ... uh ... show me what you did last night, OK? Go
right ahead. Jerry, get over there next to Paul, that's it. Let me pull
down the covers so I can see. Yes, there we go. Go ahead, Jerry, put Paul's
penis in your mouth. It's OK, honey. Oh yes, that's good. Oh, that's so
beautiful. Oh, Paul, honey, that must feel so good."

Ann was fairly quivering with pleasure as she watched her youngest son suck
off his older brother. She leaned over and gave Paul a deep kiss, probing
first his lips and then his mouth with her tongue. Paul responded with
skill, signaling to Ann that he had been kissed like this before, probably
by Ricky or someone else. She put her hand on Jerry's head and trembled as
she felt her boy's head go up and down, up and down on Paul's cock. A fresh
gush of lubricant coursed through her vagina and she gasped with the
intensity of her feelings.

She kissed Paul again, deeply, then whispered in his ear: "Are you going to
cum soon, honey?"

Paul nodded.

"Cum in your brother's mouth?"

He nodded again.

Ann licked Paul's neck. "I want you to cum in my mouth, OK honey?"

Another nod.

Ann knew she had taken this too far. She had intended to keep this on an
open and honest but nonsexual level, but at each stage she had pushed a bit
until it was all out of control. She knew she shouldn't have been nude in
bed; she knew she shouldn't have had the boys undress, she knew she
shouldn't have grabbed Paul's dick, she knew she shouldn't have had Jerry
do that. She should have had a little talk and let the boys know that it
was OK and left it at that. But now it was too late and she was floating
along on a wicked fantasy of her own making. She wanted to have that
fucking cock in her mouth and to drink that sexy boy cum, and she no longer
cared about the appropriateness of her actions or the situation.

"Jerry honey, move out of the way." Jerry looked up, then scooted aside as
his mother went down on his brother's hard cock. He watched in awe as she
passionately sucked at that firm boy dick, moving much faster and with much
more confidence than either Jerry or Ricky had ever done.

"God, Mom, I'm gonna cum now," Paul said out loud, then giggled a little at
the absurdity of his announcement. He reached down and held his mom's head.

Ann squeaked with each hot shot that spilled across her tongue. Breathing
loudly through her nose, she sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed as
her son's hips bucked and pushed into her face. Oh God, it was so
beautiful, so delicious, so thrilled, so goddamn TABOO. She trembled
suddenly, realizing that she was on the verge of orgasm herself.

As soon as she felt that Paul was done, she made Jerry lay down on his
back. She squatted over him and pressed his little penis against her sexy
hairless cunt. It only took a few minutes of rubbing for her to dissolve
into a spasming, moaning mass of orgasmic energy. She could barely keep
herself from falling down on top of her youngest son, so she fell forward
onto her face instead.

"Was that your orgasm?" asked Paul, full of awe and admiration.

"Yes, honey," Ann answered. "It was the best orgasm I've ever had."

She managed to pull herself back under the covers and pulled her sons close
to her breasts. "Oh boys ... I need to sleep now ... but when we wake up on
Sunday, we can do this more, OK?"

And within a few minutes, Ann was snoring lightly.

Because it was still early in the evening, neither Paul nor Jerry were
tired at all, so they crept out of bed and, still naked, went into the
living room together to finish their video game.


"Did you tell Mom what we did?" Paul asked in the middle of the game.

"Yeah."

"Why? It was a secret."

"She wasn't mad."

"I know, but it was still a secret. You better not tell anybody else."

"OK."

"And don't tell Ricky about what Mom did with us tonight."

"Why not?"

"He wouldn't understand." Or he might want to join in, thought Paul.

"OK." A pause. "Did you like what Mom did?"

"Yeah, didn't you?"

"Yeah."

Paul paused the game and turned around. "Why do you ask?"

"I thought you might like boys only, you know?" Jerry shrugged.

"No, I like girls. I like Mom. I like what she did."

Jerry opened his legs. "Want to do it again?"

It was Paul's turn to shrug. "OK."

Jerry was hard, so Paul took him into his mouth and sucked him. Soon, Paul
was erect too, and the boys laid side by side on the floor in a sweet
69. Jerry's legs were closed and Paul was running his hands around Jerry's
thighs and buttocks. Paul's legs were open - his left leg was thrown over
his little brother's torso, which gave Jerry room to play with Paul's
scrotum while sucking him.

Paul took Jerry's dick out of his mouth long enough to suggest that Jerry
finger his ass. Jerry obliged, wetting his finger in his mouth and then
pushing into his brother's asshole, a bit roughly, then moving it in and
out, fingerfucking him.

This sensation brought Paul to the brink of orgasm, and again he took
Jerry's cock out of his mouth so that he could gasp for air while shooting
his seed into his little brother's mouth. Jerry managed to swallow the
first few loads but had to catch his breath after that, so when it was all
over there was a little puddle of cum between the two boys.

"Keep sucking me," Jerry begged, taking his finger out of his brother's
rectum. Paul did, managing to bring Jerry to a quick, hot, dry orgasm after
a few minutes.

Paul turned onto his back and stared at the ceiling, his eyelids
drooping. "I could pass out right now," he said out loud.

"Are you going to sleep in Mom's bed?" Jerry asked, lazily playing with his
brother's limp cock.

"Yeah. Are you?"

"Yeah."

"Let's go."

The two brothers got up and went to their mother's bedroom. They snuggled
against her warm, nude body, pressing their sticky torsos and faces against
her soft and inviting thighs and breasts. And soon they were asleep.


The next morning, Ann woke up first, even before Jerry. She froze when she
realized that her boys were in bed with her, all nude, but then she
recalled the events of the prior day and relaxed, smiling and purring a
bit. She lifted the covers to look down at her sons' nude bodies. Both boys
had lovely morning erections pulsing against their abdomens, and she
reached down and seized them both, stroking gently, squeezing and
caressing.

Jerry woke up first. "Morning, Mommy," he said, stretching and smiling.

"Hi honey," Ann breathed. "Do you like this?"

Jerry nodded. "Feels good."

"Would you like me to put your penis in my mouth?"

Jerry nodded again. Ann kicked the covers off the bed and got between her
youngest son's legs. She licked at the little smooth sac, then on impulse
ran her tongue down between his ass cheeks and poked the tip into his sweet
little pucker. Jerry jumped and giggled, then sighed with pleasure as his
mom engulfed his penis and scrotum in her mouth. She sucked and licked
greedily at the delicious little package, savoring its flavor and scent and
texture, exploring all aspects of her son's genitals with her lips, tongue
and fingers.

Paul awoke and quickly absorbed the scene in front of him. He caressed
himself while he watched his mom suck his brother, then decided he wanted
to do something completely new.

As Paul moved behind his mother, she stopped sucking and murmured, "Oh,
good morning, Paul ... what are you doing back there ... yes, that's a good
idea, let me spread my legs a bit ... go ahead ... enter me ..."

And Paul did exactly that: he pushed his young, hard cock all the way to
the hilt in his mother's damp pussy. It was a different from being inside
Ricky's or Jerry's ass - not quite as tight, but definitely hotter and
wetter and with a different texture. He loved it.

The perverse conjunction of mother and sons rocked back and forth on the
bed as one entity. Ann sucked passionately at Jerry's penis while Paul
thrust into her cunt over and over again. Moans, grunts and gasps
occasionally escaped from the incestuous threesome.

At about the same time, Paul and Jerry realized that they would be unable
to cum because they had to pee so badly. For Jerry, the realization came
too late, as a sizable spurt of urine welled up from his cock into his
mother's mouth.

Ann gave a high-pitched squeal, surprised and thrilled beyond belief at
this new, obscene taste, this wonderful new perversion. She swallowed what
her youngest son gave her and, using her right hand, pressed down on his
bladder, silently asking for more.

Jerry could barely help himself - he soon let go full force, pissing in his
mother's mouth. She was able to drink down most of the hot, sweet fluid,
allowing a few drops and splashes to escape from her mouth and trickle down
Jerry's beautiful prepubescent body.

No sooner did she finish drinking than Paul said, "Mom, I can't cum - I
gotta pee."

Without a word, Ann extracted herself from her position between her sons
and knelt at the side of the bed. "Give me your penis, honey," she
whispered, coughing a bit from the fresh taste of boy pee in her
mouth. "Bring it here. Let me suck the pee from you."

Paul moved himself to the edge of the bed and opened his legs. His mother
leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth, sucking frantically while
fondling his balls and gently pressing on his bladder. Paul understood what
she wanted and, straining a bit, managed to begin the flow of urine, which
soon became a rich, strong stream, Ann was unable to contain the full
amount and sat back, gasping, while Paul continued to piss all over her
face, breasts and stomach. Ann coughed, then laughed, throwing her head
back and laughing and crying with the sheer delicious erotic madness of it
all.

"My God," she said when Paul finished draining himself, "can you cum now?"

Paul nodded. Ann threw herself back on his cock, sucking passionately,
running her pee-soaked hands all over his body, rubbing her pee-soaked
breasts against his young, hard thighs. Paul grabbed his mother's hair and
groaned as he started to unload wad after hot wad of burning boy cum into
her mouth.

When he finished, Ann sat back again and stared at her two sons. Then she
burst into laughter.

"My God," she said again, "what are we going to do with you two?"


The End.


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