Virginia Mae Catches Her Favorite Boys

Chapter One

The gentlest boy in the world is snoozing softly in my lap while I gaze at the splendor of the New York countryside whizzing past outside the window of the chartered bus carrying 60 excited, hormonal kids to ballet summer camp. The magnificence of the Catskills rivals the magnificence of the boy and I am careful not to grant him my favor too conspicuously. He's not making it easy for me as his luscious eyelashes flutter pleasingly against my bare thigh, daring me to look down upon his peaceful face and dream of peering into his deep, dark chocolate bedroom eyes, presently hidden by heavy, slumbering eyelids. I brush a blond lock away from his dimpled cheek and wonder if he always smiles as he sleeps. Enchanted by his plump lips, I feel thirsty and confused, so I look around for a less seductive view...

His delicately heaving chest? Nope.

His athletic dancer's legs? Absolutely not.

His amazing ass? Oh, hell, no!

Goshdangit, even his feet are cute!

I figure his shoulder is neutral ground so I turn my focus there and ponder why he riles me up so much.

"Why, Virginia Mae, you sure do take good care of my kinfolk," my lover, Becca, drawls from her seat across the aisle from us.

And there's the answer, plain as the perfect nose on my paramour's face: it's not just the age difference or the challenge to my gold star lesbianism that gets me going, it's that the sleepy sweetie occupying my lap, not to mention my affections, is the kid brother of my very adult girlfriend.

Becca's sparkling blue eyes peek out at me from behind her black curls and her grinning red lips shine over her bare-but-for-the-thinnest-red-spaghetti-strap shoulder. By the way, she isn't Southern in the slightest, she just covers up her charmingly thick New Yawk accent and uses my full name just to tease me. Most people just call me Mae, although Becca's brother has a pet name for me...Breezy, short for "My Breezy Girl," which he also calls me on account of his delusion that I'm a free spirit without a care in the world. If only he knew what a bundle of nerves I am when he's around. Even so, we're great friends and he's truly the tenderest soul I've ever known.

Becca and I have been together almost a year now. We met shortly after I turned ten and I aged into the youth program at church where Becca serves as Youth Pastor. She's also a choreographer and dance instructor and helped me take my already fervent love of dance to the next level. Becca and her brother have been attending this camp for years but this will be my first time.

Becca's unbroken, smoldering gaze makes me feel all gooey inside and her whispered, "I love you," ignites a beaming giggle deep within me.

Her eyes turn back to reading manga and I start to notice other sounds of flirting and canoodling floating in the air. Taking a quick glance around, indeed several campers are making intimate connections.

Wanting to have a private conversation with Becca but being unable to, I pick up my smart phone to text her:

"Geez, these kids are already hooking up??"

Becca raises her device and gives me some sexy side-eye before writing back. "That's camp for ya. Three weeks is a short time to squeeze in a whole relationship...or two or three ;)"

"Gosh...what's the rush?"

"Not everyone comes from such free-wheeling families as we do. A lot of these cuties have very strict upbringings so this is their only shot at romance."

I snicker out loud. "Romance :p"

"Nookie?"

"Now you're talkin'."

"You should pick yourself up a little side piece while we're here."

"WHAT??? I couldn't...I'm yours."

"Of course we belong to each other, but camp is about adventure and exploration. You're so open-hearted, I wouldn't want you to miss out."

I scooch up in my seat, trying not to disturb sleeping beauty, and survey the smorgasbord of smokin' hot babes. Admittedly, I wouldn't kick a single one of them out of bed for eating crackers, however...

"You're all the woman I need."

I look up from my phone and see Becca melt a little before responding: "How about a boy, then?"

"OMG GROSS!!! I DON'T LIKE BOYS!!"

"I know you don't like BOYS. But perhaps you might fancy one boy in particular?"

I blush harder than I've ever blushed before.

"Maybe..." I seriously think Becca can read my mind sometimes. Of course, I'm not known for my subtlety.

Before too long, we pull off the highway towards the camp. I slide a scrunchie off my slender wrist and wrangle my wavy, mid-back length red mane into a pony tail. A cute campground with rustic cabins and larger, more modern looking buildings containing the dining hall and dance studios comes into view.

"Wake up, sleepyhead!" I chirp. The object of my desire rises to stretch blissfully and I instantly miss his warmth.

We swiftly stream off the bus and go to retrieve our things from underneath. Almost immediately, a group of unbelievably foxy girls swarm Becca to greet her with hugs and kisses. They're all only a couple of years older than me but are way beyond me in womanly development.

"Ladies," Becca addresses her admirers. "This is Mae...love of my life."

I'm received with a chorus of "Awww!" and my own round of cuddles and even a couple of smooches on the cheek. I must admit, I'm pretty blown away. I'm not used to people being so accepting of our relationship, we have to be so discreet back home, at least in public.

The gaggle moves on to more squealing reunions with other campers and I marvel at Becca, "Everyone's so nice here!"

"It's a lovely, supportive community. You won't find too many back-stabbing divas here. Of course, it doesn't hurt that I've slept with most of them."

"Shut UP! Those bombshells?? Stop teasing."

"You're right...all of them."

"Jeepers...is every chick here a lesbian?"

"In my experience, all girls are a little bit queer."

"I think that has more to do with you than it does with them, Miss Irresistible."

Right on cue, a blonde teen goddess walks by, making eyes at Becca and fluttering her fingers at her. Becca flashes a familiar smile in return.

"Dang...what on earth do you see in me?"

"Everything."

Swooning, my hand covers my heart as I look up, vainly trying not to weep with joy but the tears well up anyway. Becca leans down to plant a lingering kiss, and I hear some random girl's voice off in the distance observing, "Aww! Becca's girlfriend is so darling!"

Suddenly, Becca's brother jogs up to us and I ask, "Where've you been?"

"I just ran your stuff down to your cabin."

Becca squeezes her brother's cheeks with one hand. "Such a gentleman, this one! Swimming in 10 minutes?"

"You're on." He grabs his duffle bag and heads off toward the boys' cabins. I enjoy watching him leave a little too long.

Then Becca says, way too loud, "He's a catch, my brother is! Come and get it!" And we head down to the middle grade girls cabins with Becca still jabbering, "Oof...what heat we're having..."

We pick a bunk in the cabin we'll be sharing with 10 other girls. As I unpack and Becca starts making the beds, I ask, "Can I be on top?"

"Aren't you always?" she replies with a wink and a wiggle.

I titter, guiltily, and cast side glances at a couple of giggly tweens across the room. Becca reaches up to smooth my bed sheet, elongating her already statuesque body. Starting from her lickable bare feet, I leer at my towering treasure, scanning all the way up her tight white yoga pants and red cami top (both of which leaving nothing to the imagination), over her strong back and arms, along her elegant neck and regal cheekbones, finally reaching the tippy-top of her five-foot eleven-inch frame. Why she wastes her life with a shrimpy little kid with nary a curve in sight is beyond me, but I guess everyone has a type.

The tiny smirk in the corner of Becca's mouth reveals that she knows I'm checking her out. "Like what you see, angel?"

"Very much," I sigh. "Which swimsuit should I wear?"

"Swimsuit? Oh...right! That look in those heavenly green eyes of yours had my mind on...other things. How about that cute little bikini I bought you?"

"The yellow one?? It's so...not me."

"We'll be the judge of that. Won't we, ladies?"

Our clearly titillated roommates nod their wide-eyed consent. Becca strips naked to put on her lavender string bikini while I take a more measured approach. After slipping off my Tegan and Sara concert tee, I pointlessly position the Dorito-sized pieces of cloth over my flat chest. Becca helps tie me up in the back as I slither out of my denim cut-offs and panties. Feeling all eyes on me, I scowl at the glorified dental floss that's trying to pass for my bikini bottom. I step into it and adjust the fabric as best I can.

"Give us a twirl," Becca commands.

I spin awkwardly and my audience gives me appreciative thumbs-up and OK signs.

"Really? I don't know..." I examine myself in a full-length mirror and, truth be told, I do look kinda cute.

"Such shpilkes, this child! Here, let me zhuzh your thong."

Becca scoops me up and parks me right in front of her. She sits on the edge of the bunk, bends me over and yanks aside the thong in one fell swoop, and plunges tongue-first in between my butt cheeks.

Our spectators, instead of running screaming into the woods, hunker down in unison and watch in fascination. The taller one pulls out a pack of gum and chomps a piece before offering some to her companion, who declines.

Becca peeps up from behind my butthole to say, "How rude of me! You don't mind if I have a quick nosh, do you?"

"Not at all!" The girl pops her gum.

"This is your first lesson, ladies..." Becca instructs. "The fastest way to get Mae to blast off."

Between the frustratingly long and chaste bus ride plus my illicit daydreaming, I should be coming in no time. Becca resumes anointing my anus and I submit completely to her ministrations.

"So, your name's Mae?" the tall girl asks.

The only response I can muster amongst my moans and gasps is, "Mm-hm..."

"Skai...pleasure to make your acquaintance."

The other girl is craning her neck to get a better view of Becca's expert ass eating. Skai elbows her hard in the ribs.

"Ow! I'm Gracyn."

"Pretty names," I pant. "You're friends?"

"Besties," Skai replies.

"Sweet...oh, mama's got the goods!!"

Gracyn's jaw hits the floor. "Did she just...?"

"She sure did," Skai says, slyly.

My outburst, in case you were wondering, was not orgasmic in nature, but rather due to Becca ramming her tongue into my anal cavity. I let her wriggle around in there to get a good gape going before bending my knees to brace myself for propelling my hips backwards to pound her pretty face with my pucker. Several solid strokes in, we get some spectacular cheek-to-cheek smacking sounds working. It only takes a few more thrusts to bring me to the brink.

I start barking harshly and Skai instinctually clasps her hand over my mouth to keep me from alerting the whole camp of my climax. Being unable to break free at either end makes my whole body quiver even more violently.

"Damn, girl, you're wild!" Skai remarks, correctly.

"T'ain't nothin'," I shrug.

With one last lick, Becca retracts her tongue and gingerly replaces my thong.

"Wait...did you just say T'AIN'T nothin'?? You little minx!" Becca shouts, sharply spanking my butt.

"Hehehe...yep!" We have a running game of trying to out sex pun each other.

I turn and grab Becca roughly by the hair to dive my tongue in her mouth while the tang of my ass is still fresh. Upon having my fill, I pull away to declare, "I fucking love you so much!"

"Right back atcha, cupcake!"

We take a second to give our bikinis one last, well...zhuzh, and Becca turns to Skai and Gracyn.

"Care to join us?"

"We're...gonna chill here for a minute," Gracyn answers.

Skai looks momentarily surprised and then smiles and raises her eyebrows at Becca knowingly.

"Have fun, roomies!" Becca calls as we exit.

"Are they a couple more of your conquests?" I inquire once we're a good distance away from the cabin.

"Nope, they're new. Never met 'em before in my life."

We find Becca's brother on the path down to the pond. Thank goodness his swim trunks are baggy or else the sight of him would be even more heartstopping.

"Sorry we're late!"

"That's cool. I know that 10 minutes means something different in lesbian. Here, check it out."

He beckons us forth to peer over a hedge. Down on the shore by the pond, we see two blonde girls lying on their tummies, sunbathing nude. One of them has the most amazing waist-length tresses and the younger one wears their hair in an adorable chin-length bob. They both have incredible bodies and from the total absence of tanlines, I can tell they do this quite often.

"Huh," Becca begins. "More newbies."

We trot down to the pond and jump off the dock one by one. The water is cold, just the balm for such a humid day. Becca's brother goes in last, and dangit, if he didn't just go and splash those girls on purpose.

He hops out as quickly as he went in and runs over to the girls on shore.

"I'm so sorry! Did I get you?"

The older girl sits up and, holy crap, she has the biggest bare breasts I've ever seen! And she is drop dead gorgeous. Her body looks sixteen but her young face tells me she's probably more like thirteen.

"Only a little," she says. "Don't worry about it, it's refreshing."

"Your voice is beautiful!" Becca's brother says, detecting a hint of an accent. "Where are you from?"

"Michigan," the girl smirks and then giggles. "We're from Albania originally."

"Albania! Beautiful country!"

"You've been?"

"Yeah! My sister and I toured the Balkans a couple of years ago." He gestures over to us.

"Hey! I'm Becca..." my lover waves, treading water.

"Marina!" the bosomy girl responds. "And this is Jess."

From the persistently lowered head and the meek little utterance of "Hi," Jess is clearly the bashful one. However, once Jess' gaze raises enough to get a good eyeful of Becca's brother, there's no turning back. I know exactly how Jess feels. I, myself, haven't been able to take my eyes off that muscular V-shape that starts from the abs and travels down the hip bones disappearing beneath the swim trunks leading to, um...you know where...ever since Becca's brother emerged dripping wet from the pond.

Marina looks up at him. "So...you have a name?"

"Oh...right!" the big dork replies. He starts patting himself down as if he's lost something. "I do! It's around here somewhere."

"Well, why don't you come down here and whisper it to me?"

FUCK! How can I compete with this beguiling busty blonde bimbo?? He sits down to chat with Marina, and despite the epic rack right in front of him, he can't seem to help sneaking glances over at Jess' tantalizing backside. Perhaps there's hope for me yet. Jess strikes me as someone who wouldn't mind sharing.

Can't say I blame him, either. I noticed straightaway that Jess has just the kind of ass I love burying my face in. And that sweet expression, those limpid pale green eyes, the delicate, mysterious smile...

"Shall we go talk to them?" Becca suggests. "Can't let my brother have all the fun."

"Um...sure."

We swim to shore as Marina drops another bombshell: "You'll have to forgive my baby brother, he's painfully shy."

DOUBLE FUCK!! Brother?? I've got the hots for two boys now??? WHAT IS HAPPENING???

"He doesn't look so shy to me," Becca says, coquettishly, sitting next to Jess. "Although, Mae here is quite gregarious, she'll have you coming out of your shell in no time."

Upon closer inspection, Jess is definitely a boy. A really...pretty...boy. Becca and I schmooze with Jess for a bit and he really is as much of a sweetheart as he looks.

I catch a glint of silver on Marina's finger out of the corner of my eye, so I look down and see a ring with "Psalm 51:10" engraved on it. I snicker wickedly and flash a shrewd look at Becca's brother. From the naive smile he gives me in return, I realize he has no clue what he's getting himself into and allow him to suffer for his foolishness for a while before telling him what I know.

Well, the joke's on me because he and Marina have been blithely inseparable for the past two days and I'm miserable. I've barely seen him, and on the rare occasions when I do, Marina makes it perfectly clear she doesn't like me hanging around. Even if I didn't have ulterior motives, I just miss being with him.

Since we're in the same dance classes, I have been getting to know Jess a little bit better, which is nice, but I haven't been able to track him down either outside of our workshops to make any moves on him.

Even Becca has been super-busy, being both a teacher and a counselor, so I'm pretty lonely.

Right now, I'm sitting at a picnic table with my guitar in the late afternoon working on one of my original songs. Suddenly, one of the rarest discoveries appears: a Marina-less sighting of Becca's brother. He's holding two soft-serve ice cream cones from the dining hall.

"What's up, Breezy...you look sad."

"I'm not sad!" I snap. "I'm focused...and frustrated...and a little sad."

He sits down with me. "You wanna talk about it?"

"Not really. Is one of those for me or for Marina?"

"It's for you," and he holds a slightly melty cone out to me. It's really hard to stay mad at someone this dear. As we both have a grip on it, a little bit of vanilla drips on his hand. Without thinking, my tongue darts out to lick the droplet off him and I'm immediately intoxicated by the simultaneous saltiness of his skin and the sweetness of the confection.

"Thanks," I blush, mildly. "That girl is trouble, you know."

"I know Marina can be...possessive, but this is all so new. She'll warm up to you."

"Not likely," I snort. "That ring she wears...you know what that is? It's a purity ring."

"So? Sex isn't everything."

"How would you know?"

"Mae, don't be mean."

"It's just...you deserve someone nice."

"Marina's nice..."

"Is she?" I growl. "Can you please stop thinking with your dick when there's nothing in it for it?" I start to cry and he puts his arm around me. "I'm sorry...I just miss you."

"If it makes you feel any better, she doesn't hate you. She's just jealous."

"Well, that's stupid. Jealous, why?"

"Because of how close we are. And that you're the prettiest girl here."

"Looks aren't everything, either...but, thanks."

"Her words, not mine."

"Oh..."

I finish the last of my ice cream snuggled up against his sturdy shoulder. He's awfully sweet to stay with me but I can tell be wants to be elsewhere.

"Come on, I'm allergic to chastity. Go be with your own kind."

"You're sure? You okay?" Becca's brother rises to leave.

"I'm fine. Now scoot!"

He kisses the top of my head. "I miss you, too."

"Hey," I say, laying down my guitar and standing to embrace him. "I love you, you gorgeous idiot."

"I love you, too, Breezy Girl." His strong arms around my tiny body make me feel so secure, and I make a vow then and there: by fair means or foul, one of these boys is going to fuck me tomorrow.

* * *

"Hiya, babydoll! How was it??" Becca asks, pouncing on me on the path towards the dining hall. It is now tomorrow, lunchtime to be exact. No one has seen me all morning. Well...almost no one. So, naturally, Becca believes the deed has been done.

"Omigod, shut up!" I cry, startled. I move in close and whisper, "Is it that obvious?"

Becca nods, grinning, "I know my girl."

"Well, it's a long story..." my eyes trail off after the last few campers entering the dining hall and we remain outside. "I narrowed down my choices to two objects of lust..."

"Okay..."

"...one being Jess..."

"Good choice."

My face tenses up. "...and the other being your brother."

"Yay!!" Becca shrieks, jumping up and down, clapping.

"You're not mad? Or...freaked out?"

"Not at all! I love you, and I love him, so why shouldn't you be loving each other? I mean...wow! Wait...I don't even know if you ended up choosing him. I'll shut up now."

"Well, that's just it. I couldn't decide. They're equally sweet and yummy..."

Becca giggles. "I like where this is going."

"Easy, tigress," I warn, playfully. "So, anyway...I made a promise to myself before I went to bed last night that whomever I see first today will be the one."

"Ooo...leaving it to fate, I love it!"

I hesitate, nervously. "Can we get some food before I continue? I missed breakfast..."

"Of course, you did," Becca chuckles, mischieviously. "Sure thing, babe. Let's grab some eats and come back out here to talk."

Inside we procure a couple of too well-done burgers, tater tots, limp salad, and some coffee.

We return to the deserted porch with our trays and sit across from one another at a picnic table. I munch my salad for a moment, avoiding eye contact, while Becca stares at me in anticipation.

Finally, I say, "I was on my way to breakfast this morning when I realized I'd forgotten to put on sunblock. So, I went back to the cabin..."

And I proceed to narrate my tale of long-held desires fulfilled...

I was just about finished putting on sunscreen, when I heard voices outside. Male voices. I had no idea why boys were near the girls' cabins so I just froze and listened. The voices started growing faint so I peeked out the window, and that's when I saw Jess and your brother walking together down the path to the pond. And I thought to myself, "Damnit, I just saw them at the very same time!" My whole plan was fucked. And then I wondered what the hell were they doing going down to the pond at this hour anyway? So, I put my dress back on and followed them...

I didn't get far, since I was halfway down the path when that freak thunder shower started. I ran back to the cabin, and as I was toweling off, I could hear two laughing boys getting closer. Out the window, I saw your brother and Jess running straight for the cabin, so I went out the other side and hid under the opposite window sill.

Since I hadn't heard them come in after a moment, I dared to peer over the window sill. Through the opposite window, I could see them standing on the porch, just staring at one another, catching their breath. Then your brother carefully took hold of the hem of Jess' soaking wet soccer jersey, and slowly pulled it over his head. Your brother tossed the jersey behind him and then lightly brushed his fingertips down Jess' still-raised arms.

Jess was looking up at your brother with such a look of adoration. Finally, your brother's traveling fingers descended upon Jess' rosy nipples and gently began to tease them. Jess closed his eyes and his mouth dropped open as he savored this novel sensation. Your brother gazed warmly upon Jess' beautiful face as he intensified the nipple tweaking.

Jess' eyes popped open, and he and your brother smiled at each other. Then your brother leaned down and planted the softest kiss on Jess' lips.

I realized that I had not breathed up until this point. I took a couple of deep breaths and then it finally hit me...

"Holy crap! My two favorite boys are kissing each other!!"

I also discovered that my hand was in my panties and my fingers were marinating in my ample pussy nectar.

Your brother's full lips caressed the pre-teen mouth, and his hands slid down to Jess' slim hips and pulled him closer. Jess unbuttoned your brother's shirt, and I was immediately turned on by the contrast between Jess' smooth, hairless body and your brother's more developed, teenage chest.

Still kissing, Jess swept your brother's shirt off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Then Jess broke away from your brother's mouth and instantly started flicking his tongue over your brother's right nipple. I'm guessing that no one has ever done this to him before, because his face was completely overcome with ecstasy and surprise. Your brother's head rolled back and he tightly clutched Jess' supple shoulders, as Jess' tongue danced back and forth from nipple to nipple.

Your brother couldn't take more than a minute or two of this without losing control, so he pulled Jess away, planting a passionate tongue kiss in his still open mouth. Jess fully melted into your brother's embrace as their tongues made love to each other.

The wind shifted, splashing cool raindrops on this hot new couple. Your brother stopped kissing Jess and looked down at his open, smiling face. A raindrop landed on Jess' nose and your brother flicked it away with his tongue. Jess giggled, and another raindrop landed on his cheek. Not missing a beat, your brother quickly drew this new droplet into his mouth. This began a game of your brother catching every raindrop that fell onto Jess' pretty face and smooth torso. A few lucky raindrops fell near Jess' nipples, and his body quivered whenever your brother's tongue skipped across the rosy buds.

All this giggling and playful licking returned my awareness to my drenched fingers, as my first boy-induced orgasm washed over me. I came all over my hand and saturated every fiber of my panties.

I continued to enjoy the sounds of my own squishiness, as I watched your brother finally stop teasing and fully latch his suckling mouth to Jess' left nipple. Jess' eyelids fell and a soft moan escaped his lips. Running his fingers through your brother's hair, he serenely gave himself over to the gentle sucking and nibbling.

After a few minutes of this, your brother took Jess' hand and led him into the cabin. Once inside, they resumed their soulful kissing and allowed their hands to roam freely over each other's bodies. Your brother's fingers tentatively slid under the waistband of Jess' shorts. Jess stopped kissing and looked into your brother's eyes for a moment. He nodded his consent, and then your brother kissed down Jess' body, bringing the shorts down with him. Your brother was now on his knees, staring lustfully at the beautiful bulge hidden under Jess' black boxer-briefs. Your brother leaned forward and nuzzled Jess' hardness, and I could hardly believe I was about to witness a twelve year-old cock entering the mouth I most longed to kiss.

Jess made a move to pull down his underpants, but your brother placed his hands on top of Jess' to stop him. Guiding Jess' hips to turn around, your brother then lifted his hand away and whispered, "Slowly."

Taking this direction to the extreme, Jess proceeded to slip out of his boxer briefs at an agonizingly slow pace. The suspense was worth it, however, as your brother and I were ultimately rewarded with the sight of Jess' deliciously firm derriere.

Your brother lovingly snuggled against his backside, cheek-to-cheek as it were, and started peppering his glutes with delicate kisses.

And then it happened; Jess let out a contented sigh as your brother's tongue paid its first visit to Jess' tender asshole.

Jess turned his head slightly, and I could see his look of sheer bliss, eyes closed with a small, satisfied smile.

Your brother blessed his butthole with a few more long, loving licks, before Jess slowly bent at the waist and spread his cheeks with both hands. Your brother stared glassy-eyed into the pretty, pink anus as one would eye a succulent confection. He dreamily laid an open-mouthed kiss on Jess' perfect pucker, and didn't come up for air for several minutes.

Jess squirmed and moaned and sighed, but maddeningly kept his legs together the whole time, denying me a peek at what must be a spectacular hard-on by now.

And then he spoke the most delightful string of six words in the English language: "Are you going to fuck me?"

Your brother slurped and sucked a moment longer, and then reluctantly removed his mouth from his anal treat. "Soon," he said, lustily. "I want to taste you some more first."

Jess stood up to his full height and breathed a couple of slow, deep breaths. Then your brother said, "Turn around...not too fast..."

Jess obeyed, and finally his beautiful, erect penis came into view. When it pointed mere centimeters from your brother's face, he begged, "Tease me..." and Jess started to sway back and forth, brushing himself gently over your brother's lips, nose and cheeks.

Finally, your brother's tongue came out to meet the juicy tip of Jess' hardness. He swirled his tongue all around until the whole head was glistening with warm saliva. Then your brother stopped and looked up at Jess. Jess looked down and their eyes locked meaningfully for a few seconds. All of a sudden, your brother gulped down about half of Jess' six or so inches.

"Oh, Carson!" sighed Jess, as he shuddered with delight.

Your brother did not move, he just held Jess' deliciousness in his mouth for a moment before pulling his head back until only the very tip remained between his lips.

Catching Jess' eye again, your brother slowly slurped down even more of Jess' length, making a contented yummy sound all along the way. He repeated this move a couple more times, until he finally had the entire hot boy-cock inside.

Jess looked like he was sent straight to heaven. With closed eyes and total stillness, they both reveled in the sensation, until Jess started to dreamily pump in and out of your brother's willing mouth. Carson stayed virtually motionless; on his knees with his hands in his lap, submitting completely to the beautiful boy's mouth-fucking.

I could tell that Jess was close when his knees weakened and his hands reached down to Carson's shoulders for support. Your brother's head moved back, holding only the head of Jess' penis in his mouth, and let him ejaculate his entire virgin load down your brother's throat. Carson gulped and gulped for what seemed like a solid minute, making yummy sounds all the while. Finally, the spent cock fell from your brother's mouth, and slowly dragged down his chin and chest, leaving a trail of semen and saliva, while Jess' weak body collapsed into Carson's lap.

Holding Jess close, your brother embraced him with cum-filled kisses, causing Jess to make yummy sounds of his own.

"Tasty, huh?" your brother asked.

Jess nodded.

"Everything about you is so delicious. Was that your first orgasm?"

Jess nodded again.

"Mmm...I'm so glad I got to be the one to swallow it."

Jess kissed your brother tenderly.

"Do you know where I want your next one?" your brother teased.

"Umm...in your ass?"

Carson nodded.

"But...I want you inside me too."

"I know, but you're still so hard..."

Jess looked a little nervous.

"What's the matter...don't you want to fuck me?" Carson teased again.

"Of course, I do! But...I've never done any of this."

"Neither have I."

Jess looked surprised.

"Jess...will you please fuck my virgin asshole?"

And with that, I came into my panties again, falling deeper in love with your brother. Using my natural lubricant, I slid two fingers into my butthole.

They kissed lovingly, as Jess unbuttoned Carson's cargo shorts. Your brother leaned back a little so that Jess could pull off the shorts and boxers all at once.

"Whoa!" exclaimed Jess, looking down at Carson's amazingly thick, eight-inch penis.

Your brother blushed, flattered, and rolled onto his back. Not missing a beat, Jess dove tongue first into Carson's eager asshole.

I realized I was sticking out my own tongue in a vain attempt to lick the luscious anus from my too-far-away hiding place. I hoped he still liked girls after all this fabulous boy-on-boy activity.

The look on your brother's face was one of total contentment. With each indulgent lick, your brother sighed deeply, his already erect cock becoming impossibly more so. Jess' sparkling green eyes peered lovingly over Carson's scrumptious scrotum, eying the beautiful boner that will surely be introduced to his bowels before too long.

After several more strokes of his young lover's soft tongue, Carson was completely relaxed and ready. Jess slowly crawled on top of him and their lips sweetly locked as if they were made to fit together. I didn't know of whom I was more jealous, their lips being equally full and kissable.

The rain, which had been as gentle and steady as the lovemaking up until now, seemed to be in sync with my pulsebeat, which was now pounding with the anticipation of seeing my favorite boy's butthole filled with preteen penis.

With one more kiss, their eyes met...and Jess knew that your brother couldn't wait any longer. Jess scooched down and discovered they each had worked up a good amount of pre-cum, which he generously applied to his cock. He scooched down further to line himself up with your brother's desirous opening. Their height difference made it impossible to be face-to-face anymore, but Jess was delighted when he found his rapacious mouth hovering above Carson's delectable nipples. He sucked one into his mouth and began teasing your brother's anus with the slicked up tip of his hardness.

Your brother tightly wrapped his arms around Jess, going wild from this multi-front assault on his erogenous zones. From all the squirming, Jess realized that he could compensate for his height discrepancy, so he put his strong hands behind each of Carson's knees, pushing his legs higher in the air. With your brother's back now curved slightly, the boy lovers were now eye-to-eye again. Jess' slightly wicked smile descended upon your brother's waiting lips, and his penis, still on target, finally started pressing against Carson's tight rectum.

The kissing ceased once Jess' cock head popped through, their eyes and mouths darting open with pleasure and surprise. Taking deep breaths in unison, eyes fixed on one another, Carson's fingertips lightly brushing up and down Jess' back and buttocks, they remained like this for a moment until Carson looked completely at ease again, and nodded at Jess with a small smile.

Jess proceeded to steadily enter your brother's asshole, Carson's smile growing into a full, satisfied grin by the time the entire length was inside. Then Jess propped himself up by his sinewy arms and began to tenderly pump himself in and out of your brother.

Carson looked up at Jess, ardently, and cooed, "Oh, Jess, I love you so much."

Jess' expression melted blissfully and he kissed your brother with a passionate open mouth. Their tongues danced as Jess quickened his pace. Before too long, he was vigorously ramming Carson's ass, making splendid flesh-on-flesh slapping sounds.

Jess broke away from their kissing to make sure your brother was enjoying this onslaught. Certainly, he was, as his grin was the brightest I've ever seen. Still, Jess must have sensed that Carson may prefer a more subtle touch.

Jess' thrusts started to slow, and he began to lift himself off your brother to a kneeling position, and Carson's back straightened out until he returned to being flat on the floor. From here, Jess pulled himself almost all the way out of your brother before just as slowly sliding all the way back in. Once he was completely filling your brother's butt with boy boner, Jess spent about a minute just wriggling around inside, which Carson appreciated enormously. Jess did this same routine about three or four more times until he finally found the sweet spot.

With about five of his six inches buried in Carson's butthole, Jess started to make quick, rhythmic thrusts. No more than a half-inch of movement in and out of the virgin canal, but it was enough to send Carson over the moon.

Your brother's breathing accelerated and his back arched. Without any contact with his swollen cock whatsoever...

A hushed, angry voice behind me hissed, "What the hell is my brother doing to my boyfriend??"

...Jess' sister Marina arrived just in time to see her boyfriend blast a massive load of cum all over his own face and chest, all from riding her little brother's sweet hard-on.

(to be continued...)

Author's note: If you like my story, please consider a donation at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html to allow Nifty to keep this and all the other beautiful stories of love and wonder going! And if you didn't like it...that's cool too! Please find a story that does make you happy, and donate in honor of that one! Blessings to you, dear readers!