Date: Sat, 25 Jul 2020 18:54:41 +0000 From: caliboy1991 Subject: Evan's Summer Vacation - Part 2 Disclaimer: If you are too young to read this type of story, or if it is illegal in your area, please close this story. Please consider donating to Nifty, help keep this site up and running! It was nineteen eighty-something... Evan's Summer Vacation Part 2 The thing about best friends is that you tend to get over being pissed at each other and by the time I woke up the next morning, I was more or less willing to let bygones be bygones. And by the time my mom picked me up around noon, we were already planning our next sleep over. As we drove away, Lucy asked, "Did you boys have fun?" "Yeah. We blew a crap ton of money on video games at Chuck-e-cheese and we slept in the attic of the new house." "Sounds fun. Almost like having your own fort or secret hideout." "Yeah," I said. "If it's okay with his parents, can I spend the night over there next week?" My mom turned the car into a strip mall. There was a sandwich shop there that we stopped at a lot. "We'll see." We went inside to order our sandwiches. I was hungry and I got a footlong. Lucy got a garden salad. Usually, we'd get our food to go, but today we sat down there to eat. She put her dressing in a little plastic bowl and used that to dip her food into. After I swallowed my first bite, I asked, "Why don't you just pour the ranch on your salad? Seems like that would be easier." "Gotta watch my figure, kiddo. Never can tell when Mr. Right will come walking into my life." After the last day my world had gotten a lot bigger. And I looked at my mom through new eyes. She'd always been willowy as far back as I can remember. If she had much fat on her, I'd never seen it. Now that I really looked at her, I realized that Rick might be right. My mom's name was Lucy. But to me she had always been just my mom. Her hair was too short to touch her shoulders and reddish brown, like mine. When she smiled, Lucy's lips were full and plump. They didn't get thin when she smiled. When the sun shined on them, her eyes were almost golden. The rest of the time they were brown. Again, like mine. I didn't want to get caught staring, but as I sat across from her, it was like seeing Lucy for the first time. She wore a t-shirt with the Dallas Cowboys logo across the front. The star on the logo bent some, where one of her breasts pushed against the shirt. But unlike Rick's Mom, whose breasts really stuck out pretty far, Lucy's were simply just there. Not screaming, "Look at me," or "Shit, one more step and my back's going to go out." No, just there. "Hey Ev, you okay? You looked like you were a million miles away for a sec," Lucy said. Holy shit, I thought. Had she realized I was staring at her chest? I think my face must have colored up a bit. "Yeah. Just thinking about spending the night at Rick's." Lucy smiled and went back to her salad, but I could see something else there. Had I missed that look before? Or was this something else? I didn't know. So, I did what any hungry almost-eleven year old would do. I took a big bite of my sub. As I stuck it in my mouth, I vividly recalled feeling Rick's dick against the back of my throat as he bucked under my face." My anger had ebbed and now that I thought about it, it had been a fair deal, because he'd sucked me to the best feeling I'd ever had. Thinking about it made my own little cock spring to life inside my shorts. Fortunately, there was a table between me and mom. By the time we left, my little soldier had returned to normal. But still, it was embarrassing. Heading back to the car, I followed behind Lucy. While it wasn't the first time I'd ever looked at a girls butt, it was the first time I'd ever checked my mom out. Mrs. Shelby had wide hips. I guess to go along with the bazzungas that hung from her chest. My mom's hips were only slightly flared. I didn't know much, but I wondered how she'd given birth to me, let alone my little sister. Speaking of Kat, as we drove home, Mom said, "Summer's almost here. So, don't forget your sister will be here all summer." Kat was short for Katherine. She was my half-sister. Mom had gotten married to Bob right after high school. I don't really remember anything about him from their marriage, because they'd split before I was five. But Kat had come along. Bob came from money, at least that's what Mom had said, so when they'd divorced, he'd hired an expensive attorney. Against that, Mom had a lady friend who handled her side of the divorce. Bob gets Kat during the school year and Lucy gets her during the summer. The uptick is that Bob gives my mom a few thousand dollars each month during the summer. Kat was okay, I suppose. She's eight years old this summer. Although she'd be quick to remind you that she'll be nine in September. I suppose that would make her only slightly less annoying than last year. I turned to look out the window, "Sounds like a good reason to spend lots of nights over at Rick's." *** Rick and I didn't get the chance to hang out the following week. Instead, we got two nights over the Memorial Day weekend. That worked for me. That was the weekend that Kat would arrive. Lucy and Kat could use a girls' weekend for bonding. The evening seemed to drag on over at the Shelbys' until nine o'clock rolled around. Rick stretched. He'd been sitting at the foot of his parent's bed in the little trailer the three of them lived in during the construction. "I think we're gonna head on over and get ready for bed, Mom." Mrs. Shelby rested the book she was reading on her ample lap. "Alright. Don't forget, your dad should be home by midnight. So, don't let the car scare you boys." "Not happening," both of us said, almost in chorus. Once we were sitting on the sleeping bags in the attic, Rick produced another magazine. "I got this from the mall, too. It was behind the counter." The book store put the naughtiest magazine behind the counter, even when Playboy and Penthouse were sold in racks that were readily available. "How the fuck did you do that?" I exclaimed. "Lady was distracted. Now check this out." I moved over to sit beside Rick as he flipped the magazine open. The first page was paydirt. The woman was laying on a bed and a guy was sticking his cock up her pussy. "Holy shit!" We were swearing in stereo. In no time at all, the two of us were sitting naked as we scanned the pictures. When we got to the back, there was a guy laying on the bed, with a woman laying on top of him, her face toward his feet. She was sucking on his cock while his head was buried in her pussy. "That's awesome," Rick said. "Let's try it, Ev. It'll be fun." The problem with letting bygones be bygones is that's exactly how you get talked into doing the same damned thing, over and over again. And that's how I found myself laying on Rick's stomach, his dick just inches from my face. Now it wasn't that bad, yet. Of course, his lips had already locked onto my dick and he was sucking away. And that really was very nice, I had to admit. I licked my lips and took his head into my mouth. He moaned through my dick, and that felt awesome. I had more control of the situation, being on top and I bobbed up and down on Rick's first couple of inches. As the tingling in my dick began traveling up toward my head, I had to admit, what we were doing was fun. I could easily handle Rick. He'd buried his mouth against my bald pubic bone as he tongued my little shaft and head. The tingling swept me up and just like before I saw lights in my head. This time, though I barely managed to hold on to consciousness. And as my twitching and pulsing in my dick subsided, Rick pushed me up a bit, "Not to back, eh, Ev? I do give pretty good head, if I do say so myself." Being bigger, taller and stronger, he flipped me onto my back and straddled me, with his knees being above my shoulders. His dick was right in my face. "You got me close a couple of times, but come on, Evan, after I got you off, it's my turn." It was a bit of de-ja-vue from a couple of weeks ago. Rick was bigger, taller and stronger. As his dick poked against my lips, I opened and felt him fill up my mouth. Already Rick was deeper than when I'd been on top. "Ev, suck me, bitch! Yeah. Uhg," Rick said as he rocked back and forth sliding his dick through my lips. I clamped down a bit and felt his dick slide across my teeth. Rick yelped, "Shit, easy with the teeth, dude." Stop calling me a bitch, is what I tried to say. It came out muffled. He probably thought I was moaning in pleasure, the dickhead. Like before, as he rocked forward, he was forcing his dick against the back of my throat. And I was trapped under his body, unable to do much, unless I wanted to bite his dick. He hit the back of my throat as his pubes mashed up against my lips. I coughed as I thought I was about to gag. Rick slid his dick out to my lips. He looked down, some concern on his face, "Dude, you are doing awesome. If you think you're going to gag, try relaxing your throat." With one hand behind him, Rick reached back until he found my semi-hard dick and started playing with it, as he rocked forward. I don't know why I let him do this to me, but when his dick rubbed against my tonsils I swallowed. It was uncomfortable, but my throat didn't spasm or try to cough. "Oh, fuck, yeah. Evan! Be my bitch." When Rick's dick reached beyond my tongue, I swallowed again. His dick hit the back of my throat and almost seemed to slide down. I was breathing through my nose, even as his pubes rubbed against my nostrils. He rocked back again and I felt his mushroom slide against my lips before he shoved himself forward again. His pubic bone hit my lips as his dick actually went down my throat a bit. He did that a few more times before I felt his dick grow in my mouth as Rick gasped. He spasmed when my lips were wrapped around just his head, and the salty bitter taste hit my tongue. He thrust his hips forward and shoved his dick all the way in and held it there as a few more jets struck my throat. To avoid coughing I swallowed, even as I felt his slime go down my throat. I was feeling like a pancake when he finally rocked back and slid off my chest. Other than a bit of his goo that slid down the side of my mouth, I'd swallowed almost everything my asshole of a friend had to offer. Rick licked his lips as he sat back on his haunch. "Oh, man, Evan. We're going to have so much fucking fun this summer." We went to bed a bit later, after each of us sucked the other off one more time. *** The biggest problem with having Kat stay with us for the summer is that my mom's place isn't very big. It's just a small duplex with two bedrooms and one bath. When it's just my mom and me, that's not a problem. But in addition to having the share only one bathroom, Kat and I had to share my bedroom. My mom had been as cool about it as she could be. There were bunk beds in my room for such occasions. And I got the bottom bunk because I was the oldest. It was in the middle of the week, after spending the night with Rick, and I was reading one of my comics. I don't know what Kat was doing on the top bunk but when Lucy came into the room, she said, "Alright Kat, it's time for your bath." From overhead, I heard, "But it's not fair. You're not making Evan take a bath!" "Well, Evan's a boy. They tend to get a little stinky between baths." I felt the bed shake. Kat must have jumped or something, "No fair, Mom. If Evan doesn't have to get a bath, then neither do I." I felt my mom's eyes on me. I didn't really want to stop reading. I was getting to a good spot in the story. Still, Kat was getting really annoying on the top bunk. I said, "Yeah?" Lucy was really irritated. I learned a long time ago I liked getting along with my mom. So, we hardly ever argued. I never found her to be particularly demanding and getting along was usually pretty easy. "Evan, would it kill you to take a bath tonight?" I sighed theatrically. I really didn't want to give Kat a victory this early in the summer. She'd only get worse as the summer goes on. But mom's eyes were definitely pleading. "Oh, alright. I'll get my bath after Kat's done." Kat bent down from her bunk, her sandy hair hanging below her. "You're just saying that to shut me up. I'll get my bath and then you'll chicken out." I really wanted to pull on her hair. She could be infuriating. For reasons known to older brothers the world over I couldn't give her a victory here. "I'm not going first, Kat. After all, I'm older." Lucy had climbed onto my mattress and was leaning on my sister's railing, "Come on, kiddo. It's not really fair to make Evan take a bath before you. So, what's it going to take to get you in the bath?" Kat stuck her tongue out at me, "Well, I can't trust Evan to take a bath after I'm finished and if you won't make him go before me, I guess it won't kill me if we took our bath together." When we were younger, we'd taken most of our baths like that. But after the first couple of weeks last summer, back around the time I turned ten, Mom had been cool and had let me take my showers by myself. Kat hadn't really liked it, but she'd gone along with it. Apparently, that wasn't going to fly this year. Now, Mom looked down at me, her eyes pleading, "Ev, would you mind?" One reason I liked my showers is that now that I know about jacking off, one of the best times to practice it is in the shower. But if I had to bathe with Kat, that was definitely out of the question. Our little duplex wasn't much. The front of the house had the kitchen, dining nook and living room. A small hallway had mom's bedroom on one side, mine on the other and then at the end of the hallway our shared bathroom. So, it was literally just a couple of steps from my room to the bathroom. Feeling a bit put out, I closed my comic and stood up. I pulled my shirt off and tossed it on the bed. Exasperated, I said, "Alright, Kat, let's get this over." My shorts had an elastic band and I pulled them off as Kat climbed down from her bunk. I swear, I think Lucy was smiling, but she had a hand in front of her mouth as I stood there in nothing but my underwear with my arms crossed, glaring at my half-sister. Kat was out of her shirt and shorts in even less time. She rolled her eyes at me as she pulled her underwear off. Mom was still in the room and I felt really awkward as I pulled my underwear off. Even last year, Mom had given me and Kat enough privacy that she wasn't hovering over us while we were in the bathtub. So, when she saw me now, it had probably been two years or more since she'd seen me like this. But not to let Kat get the better of me, I stomped past Lucy and into the bathroom where Kat was waiting for me to run the water. Once we had enough water in the bottom of the tub, we both climbed in and got our bath underway. As I ran a bar of soap across my chest, I had to admit, Kat was starting to get cute, if she could stop her personality from getting in the way. When she smiled she had dimples on her cheeks. She might have gotten her blond hair and green eyes from her father, but her smile, when she actually smiled, she got from Mom. Lucy had a smile that let you know that you were the most important thing in her life. And Kat was capable of the same smile, although you wouldn't know it right now At the moment, you'd think Kat got her chest from me. We were like twins between the waist and the neck. Her nipples are like mine, small, flat and boyish. I could see her slit between her legs below the water. Her pussy kind of looked a little puffy. She was giggling as she said, "Your thing is sticking out, Ev. It's all stiff." I looked down, mortified. She was right. My little pole, all three inches (please God, let it be 3 inches) of me was pointing up at my abdomen. Lucy, ever the good mom, had tried to give us a little privacy, but when she heard Kat giggling, she stepped through the open door. She started, "Kat, you should be washing your..." I don't know what she was about to say, because at that moment, she saw me in all my humiliation. "Kat, quit laughing at your brother. It's rude to point." That should have been the end of it, but my little sister burst out in peals of laughter. I couldn't take any more and I jumped out of the tub and ran back into my room and threw myself on the bed and covered my head with my pillow. I should have died from the humiliation. "I'll deal with you later, young lady," my mom's stern voice echoed through our home. A moment later, I heard my door close and a pressure other than my own on the mattress. A warm hand touched my back and I pulled my pillow off my head so I could see Lucy. My mom wore a perplexed and confused expression. "Hey, Ev. It's going to be alright, Son." I was still really embarrassed. I may have been lying face down, but I was still naked in front of my mom. She must have known I was pretty distressed. "It's alright, Evan. I know it's been a long time, but I've seen you like this plenty of times." I whimpered, still really embarrassed, "Not like that, though, Mom." She rubbed under my eye, getting rid of a tear for me, "Let's not forget I'm the one who gave birth to you. So, I've seen your penis plenty of times. When you were small, your penis didn't clean itself, and just about every time I touched it, you'd get an erection." This was news to me. She moved to the head of my bed and pulled me into her lap, even while my hands were an effective cup covering my stiffy. "I'd assumed that because you're still on the smaller size and still look like my little angel, I figured I didn't need to worry about the puberty talk for a while." Hearing Lucy say the word puberty only made my covered dick twitch. I didn't really want to have THAT conversation with her right now. "Oh, you don't have to do that, Mom." My mom looked at me with that perplexed expression and pushed my hands away from my little stiffy. "Oh, really, kiddo?" As I moved to cover it back up, she said, "You don't have anything to be embarrassed about, Ev. Your body is just fine the way it is. And if you're starting to get erections, that's perfectly normal, too." I let my hands fall beside me on the bed as she continued, "Healthy boys get them sometime before they start puberty." I didn't need mom or Kat seeing me with this. "Is there anything I can do about them. I doubt Kat wants to see me like this." Lucy chuckled. "Oh, don't be surprised if she tries to get a few peeks at you. Just as your erection is normal, her curiosity is, too. But about your question; Do you know what masturbation is?" Before Rick introduced me to the joys of jacking off, I'd have had to shake my head. But now, I nodded. A smile crossed Lucy's face, "Did Rick teach you?" What could I do or say? She'd have caught me in a lie, and that's for sure. My cheeks were red as I nodded. "That's normal, too. Well, one thing you can do is masturbate when you're in the bathroom. That'll help. Holy Fuck, I thought. My mom, who I'd only recently realized was still pretty hot, had just given me permission to jack off in the bathroom. "Thanks, Mom," I said. My erection was still proudly pointing to the ceiling. At that moment, we both heard Kat's voice from the bathroom. "But what about Kat? Can you say something to her?" "Of course," she said. "But don't expect a miracle. She's still Kat. I know you don't want to hear it, but if you can put up with it for the summer, humor your sister and go ahead and take your baths and showers together at least some of the time." My mom put a hand on my belly and lowered it until her finger brushed against my erection, as though it was an accident. "Do that and she'll probably cut you a lot more slack when you need to jack off." She lifted me off her lap and stood to leave. I swear she was staring at my stiffy before she turned to me and said, "I'm here for you, Ev. Any question, anything you want to know, just ask. Now, why don't you put on your underwear now and I'll go deal with Kat." When she left the room, my dick twitched as I got dressed for bed. Surely, when her hand had brushed against me, she didn't seem to realize it. It must have been an accident. *** The Shelbys' house was going up quick. All of the external brick was up and all of the sheetrock had been put up inside. Still, though, the ladder led up into the attic. Between Rick's family's schedule and mine with having Kat at home, most of June was gone before we found ourselves back up in the attic. The sleeping bags were still in the same spot and a new roll of toilet paper had replaced the other. Apparently, Rick used the spot for his solo sporting events, too. He'd barely sat down before he took off all of his clothes. I was probably a poor judge, but his pubes looked like they'd spread a little bit more. And as Rick flashed his dick in my direction, it sure looked like the past few weeks had seen at least part of him go through another growth spurt. When I asked him about that, he put on a big, shit-eating grin, "Yeah, a whole fucking half an inch. I'm hung like a stallion." As I came over to the sleeping bags and pulled at my shirt, Rick put a hand on my chest, "Hold up, Ev." I gave him a questioning look. "Let's role play, okay?" We'd learned about dungeons and dragons during the school year, so I know about role playing. Never in the nude, but every time I spent the night, Rick had taught me something new. "What kind of role play?" I thought he had a strange grin on his face when he said, "Promise me we'll play and then I'll tell you." That sounded like a recipe for disaster. At that moment, I remembered a time last year where we had played truth or dare. I'd almost gotten caught by his mom running to the street naked. I wasn't going to buy a pig in the poke. "No. Or you'll have me running naked down the street. If we're going to role-play, whatever we do, we've got to stay in the attic, and it nobody else but us gets to see. Period." Rick shrugged, "Okay. Sounds fair. So, do you promise you'll play?" I was getting a little irritated, "Yeah. Fine. I promise. Now spill the beans." Rick stepped up close and said, "We're going to pretend to get married. I'll be the groom and you'll be the bride." I could feel my head shaking as soon as he finished. "Ah, but you promised." I grimaced, "But that's so gay." Rick smirked at me, "So? And sucking my dick isn't?" Everything we've been doing up until now I saw through the eyes of experimenting. Oh, I'd worried a bit about it being gay, but hadn't really worried THAT much about it. But here he was, asking me to be the girl. "That was different and you know it." Rick grabbed my hand and pulled me into the center of the room, "Maybe. But you promised." With that, he lifted the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. I snapped at him, "I can do this part, you know." He just grinned at me. "I know, but right now, it's my turn, Lucy." My jaw dropped, "You can't call me that. That's my mom's name." He smirked, "I'm in charge, Lucy. After all, I'm the man. I'll call you whatever the fuck I want." He dropped to his knees and slipped my shorts and underwear off. We were both standing there naked when he turned and went over to his sleeping bag. He pulled out some clothes. It was a pair of lacy panties and a delicate looking bra. They still had their tags. I was getting a little weirded out by this. "You stole them." "Fuck yeah. But I'm pretty sure they're your size." With that, he took the panties and had me put my feet through the legs. He pulled them up to my hips. My little rod poked at the silky material. He spun me around in place and said, "Oh, yeah. Lucy, you look hot. I'd tap that." Next it took the both of us to figure out how to put the bra on me. I'll say one thing about Rick, he was definitely thinking of me when he bought the bra. I looked at the tag I'd torn off, "Training bra for girls 10 to 12". It was lacy and the cups, which weren't really cups, were padded, giving the impression that more was going on behind door numbers one and two than in reality. Once he had me in the girl's underwear, he had put his own underwear back on. "Alright, so we're going to pretend that there's a minister and he's giving us our vows. So, we'll each say our vows then we'll be married. Simple enough?" It was crazy, that's what it was. Still, I didn't want him to think I'd chicken out. Plus, and I wouldn't admit to him in a million years, but the way the silky panties felt on my dick felt really nice. Rick took both my hands and faced me. He smiled as he looked down at me. "I, Richard Shelby, take you, Lucy Stewart to be my wedded wife. To have and to hold until death do us part." This was really the most hairbrained idea I'd ever let Rick talk me into. But his insistent look didn't let up, "Come on, Ev. You promised." I sighed, and said, "I, Evan Stewart..." Rick squeezed my hand, "Lucy." "Yeah, right. I, Lucy Stewart, take you Richard Shelby to by my wedded wif, er, husband. To have and to hold until death do us part." In another sotto voice, Rick said, "Then by the powers invested in me by the great state of Texas, you may now kiss the bride." I didn't have a lot of weddings to compare that to, but I'm sure he'd skipped several parts about having and holding and rings. But as Rick pulled me to him and lowered his face toward mine, it was clear he wanted to focus on the important things. His body was pressing into me, and his dick was poking through his underwear as our lips touched. My dick was tenting the lacy panties, too, but being shorter, my stiffy was in between Rick's legs. When Rick's lips touched mine, I had planned to bite his lower lip, teach him about being an A Number one douche. But his lips were unexpectedly soft. And their touch sent a charge through me and I found my lips responding, returning the kiss. Rick wrapped his arms around my waist as he pressed his lips into mine. Breathe through your nose my mind said as his hungry lips locked on mine. Eventually even Rick had to come up for air. When our lips parted, I became acutely aware that his dick was poking me in my stomach. My own lips tingled and my stomach fluttered as his hug continued. "What now?" I gasped as I caught my breath. He looked down into my eyes as he rubbed the front of his underwear against my stomach, "The honeymoon, of course." When the embrace ended, he put his arms on my shoulders, "You're my wife and I'm your husband. Right, Mrs. Lucy Shelby?" So far, his role playing had certainly been, well, interesting. I nodded, "Yes, dear." He leered at me, and licked his lips, "Then that means you will need to do everything I tell you. If you don't, then you'll be a bad wife. And bad wives have to be punished." One hand dropped down to the panties. He found my little rod through the cloth and squeezed just enough on it to hurt. That wasn't funny. Maybe it was time to end the game. I wasn't about to be his punching bag. "What the fu-" He put his hand over my mouth. Not enough to hurt, but with enough force to keep anything from coming out. "Shhh. You'll be a good little wife, I'm sure." With that, he pushed my shoulders down, until I had to get on my knees. My eyes were lined up with his waistline. "Alright, Lucy. Be a good little wife. You know what your husband wants." Rick could be single minded, that's for sure. But I wasn't about to suck him off without a little quid pro quo. "Why don't we lay down and you suck me, too?" Rick laughed, "We're still roleplaying. And you're my wife." He pulled down his underwear. I swear his dick HAD grown over the past few weeks. It bounced around in front of my eyes. What happened next surprised the hell out of me. I felt his hand grab some hair at the back of my head. He yanked on it and I opened my mouth to shout. And in that moment, he thrust his dick forward. I don't know if he had good aim or was just lucky, but his dick poked the back of my throat. I had no choice but to swallow to avoid coughing or gagging. One thing I learned right then, he HAD gotten bigger since the last time. His tip was definitely down my throat. "Oh, yeah. Lucy Shelby, you give good head," Rick groaned. He continued gripping my hair, holding me in place as his hips arched back and forth. A minute passed. I had lost track of the number of times his pubic bone ground against my lips. Another minute and I could see his eyes slide half closed as he enjoyed the feeling my mouth and throat gave him. I was sure he had to be close. Still another minute passed. My head moved as his feet arched. His dick felt like it was swelling and then he pulled me against his pelvis, holding my head as his dick was pointed down my throat as he spasmed. "Ah, oh, God. Fuck me. Aah." He must have spasmed a dozen times and my throat felt a little weird as it bounced against one side, then the other. Then the roof. And each time, I swallowed. When he finally pulled his dick out of my mouth, his cum was spent. Nothing dripped from my mouth nor did anything pool at the tip of his dick. "Holy fuck, Lucy. You were awesome." He cried as he let go my hair and pressed his semi-erect dick against my stomach as he leaned back in for another kiss. I felt hurt and betrayed by Rick's behavior. We'd always serviced each other before and he'd never tried to twist my dick off. I wanted to tell him to go fuck himself. And when his lips touched mine, I really wanted to bite his lower lip off. I hated myself when my lips welcomed his. To my surprise, he pushed at my lips with his tongue as we kissed. I knew enough to open my mouth and as he explored my mouth my dick pulsed in the panties, waiting for release. When the kiss ended, I was practically melting in Rick's arms. He helped me to the floor, laying on his blanket. "I promise you, Lucy. This is going to be a magical night. There's still so much to do." He fumbled with the front facing clasp on the little training bra until it popped off. He slid it off of my body before making his way down to the panties. Finally, I thought, a little reciprocity. He was really quite gentle as he pulled the panties down. He lay beside me and kissed at my chest. I've never had my nipples tingle like that before. I couldn't help wondering if my mom and Kat got as much pleasure out of it as I was getting. My little dick quivered in the air as he kissed my chest and then my stomach. "Okay, just a second, Lucy. Let me get something." The suspense was killing me. I wanted his lips locked on my dick and I wanted him to give me another awesome cum. He had only rolled onto his side and when he turned back over, he had a bottle of something in one hand and a washcloth in the other. I was confused, so didn't really respond to his next action. He spread my legs wide and propped my lower back against his knees. This was getting weird, but I suppose he could get at my pecker just as easily this way. But then he poured what was in the bottle onto the cloth and then started rubbing my butt. "What the fuck," I finally said. Rick smiled as he kept on wiping at my ass. "Now, Lucy, be a good wife. You know you've got to be clean before I eat your pussy." I was only a month away from my eleventh birthday. I sure as fuck knew what he was talking about. He planned on licking my butthole. I was really unnerved. I'd never thought of a boy doing that to another boy. I peered at him when he set the cloth aside as his face below his eyes disappeared from view. His hands were splitting my butt cheeks far apart, and so when I felt something touch my hole, I quivered and flinched. His head popped back into view. He had a big grin. "Get ready, my bride. I'm going to eat your pussy." He licked around the hole for a moment before I felt his tongue press against my virgin poop shoot. The pressure kind of hurt until I felt the tip of his tongue push through. It was weird, but also it tingled, almost like when he was sucking me off. He pushed his face deeper into my crack and his tongue pushed in more. He must have gotten about an inch into me and it tickled and it tingled like nothing else ever had. I closed my eyes as his tongue fucked my ass. Sure, it was really weird, but I was absolutely certain, he'd never tell another soul about tonight. After a bit, he withdrew his tongue. As I picked my head up, he was putting some kind of clear goop on his finger. When he saw me looking, he said, "It's all good, my bride, just lay back and enjoy it." Still wishing his tongue was back inside, I lay my head back down as I felt something again press against my hole. It didn't feel like his tongue. And as it slipped inside, I felt something cool go deeper than his tongue. It wiggled. Oh, it was his finger. It felt different, but not bad. Whatever he had put on his finger made it slide about pretty easy. He pulled the digit almost all the way out before sliding it all the way in. I wiggled my butt, enjoying the feeling because it wasn't really uncomfortable. Rick kept at it for a bit and I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensation. It wasn't nearly as good as a blowjob, but it wasn't bad either. I'm not sure if I dozed, but one moment Rick had his finger up my butt and the next thing I knew his face was inches away from mine and he was sort of laying on top of me. "Urg," I squeeked, "What're you doing?" He leaned in and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. At the same time, I felt something poke against my butt hole. It still felt wet and slick down there. When he broke the kiss, he said, "I thought it was obvious, Mrs. Shelby. I'm going to make love to you." He pushed and my slick sphincter popped opened and something a hell of a lot bigger than Rick's finger forced itself inside me. I gasped as my hole was stretched like never before as his large mushroom head was gripped by my sphincter. "What the fuck, dude?" I cried. "Hey now, Lucy. You're my wife and this is your wifely duty," Rick said as he pushed again. I gasped even louder as his glans slid in. He added, "You know you want this, my lovely little gay bitch. Just relax and we'll both get what we want." I cried out as he pushed again. I felt like my insides were splitting open. Rick also gasped, "Holy fuck, Evan, er, I mean Lucy. You're a tight virgin." I had tears pooling at my eyes now. This hurt like hell. And when he pushed again, I thought I might throw up. Then he said, "Oh, fuck. Dude, I've bottomed out. My dick's all the way in you." He just lay there for a few minutes and said, "Just take deep breaths, man. Give it a bit, you'll like it. I swear." After the first minute, the feeling of being split in two faded. Oh, I still hurt, but it was more of an ache, not anything sharp. Another minute and even the ache had lessened. And by the third minute, part of me, a very small part, was enjoying having Rick's dick in my ass. He smiled when he saw my tears had dried and I wasn't looking distressed. "Okay. Ev, er, Lucy, I'm going to fuck you now. You'll like it, you'll see." He pulled back, and more than four inches of his cock slid out before he slowly pushed back in. My insides tingled and even though I felt really full when he bottomed out, it didn't hurt this time. Seeing the look of wonder on my face, he slid in and out several more times. "Wow, this is so fucking great. I'm really fucking you. I'm no longer a virgin." What about me, I thought. But still, the feeling of his dick sliding in and out felt good in a weird way. Then he picked up his tempo. He wasn't sliding as much now as he was pumping. I heard a slapping noise and realized his balls were pounding against my ass as he kept pumping. He screwed his eyes shut and he fucked me like a rabbit until I felt his dick expand in my ass as he went rigid and collapsed on my chest. Even as he seemed oblivious, Rick's cock spasmed and shook in my ass. Part of me was furious with the boy laying on top of me. Part of me was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that I had five and a half inches of Rick's cock in my ass and now that he'd fucked me, it felt pretty good. I feared he was right. Maybe I was gay. After all, I could take his dick all the way into my throat and get fucked, too. A few minutes passed and he stirred. "Wha?" Rick said. "I'm done with the game, Rick. It was stupid," I said. At that moment the hurt part was winning. Rick frowned, "But you looked like you were really enjoying it, Evan. We were both having a lot of fun." I wanted to hit him right then. I hadn't planned on having my best friend fuck me in my ass and call me by my Mom's name. But he was right. There were times when I had really enjoyed our role playing. I felt confused and conflicted. I felt my tears returning and said, "Fuck you, Rick." My tears were hot as they slid down my cheeks. I was almost eleven fucking years old. I'm not supposed to cry, God Damnit. I sat down on the sleeping bag as more tears came. A sob escaped my lips and Rick looked alarmed. I didn't want to be gay. But the way I enjoyed giving Rick a blow job and the way I felt after I'd gotten used to him being in my ass, I worried I was. And I cried even more. Rick sat beside me and stretched an arm around me. He pulled me against his chest. "Hey man, it's all good. I'm sorry. I really thought you'd enjoy it." More conflict. I liked his body next to mine. Liked the way he comforted me. But I didn't want to be gay. Another sob wracked my body as I said, "Rick why? I don't want to be gay." "Come on, dude. Why do you think you're gay?" Sniffling, I said, "You called me your gay bitch, and... and," I sobbed more before I managed, "I liked it." I felt him kiss my neck, and then move his lips up to my cheek. He turned my head until his lips connected with mine. Hating myself, I responded by slipping my tongue into his mouth. My tears started to dry up as I returned his hug. With more gentleness than I'd been shown until then, Rick pushed me back onto the sleeping bag and lay down beside me. In a small voice, not unlike how he used to talk to me, he said, "Can I hold you? I don't know if we'll fall asleep together, but I wouldn't mind it if we did." Feeling a little bit better, I nodded. I rolled onto my side and he snuggled in behind me, the big spoon to my small one. He wrapped both his arms around me. At first his hands just held my chest and then his fingers found my little nipples and he played with them until they stood up a little. One hand continued playing with my chest while the other slid to my belly and then found my little stiffy. And yes, after being wrung through an emotional roller coaster and having my nipples played with, my stiffy had definitely returned. As Rick diddled my little bullet, I noticed that his own missile was poking through my legs. The longer he held me the better I felt about everything. Oh, I was still angry about earlier, but knew myself well enough to know it would pass. I finally asked, "What did it feel like earlier?" His voice was happy and content, "Ev, it was awesome. Your boy pussy was really tight and the way you were able to take all my cock, it was really, really good. How'd it feel for you?" I shrugged my shoulders. At that moment I was enjoying his thumb and finger wrapped around my stiffy. I also liked the feeling of his thick (at least to me) pole sticking through my legs. I wondered what it would feel like if we had both wanted it. I finally said, "I don't know. It wasn't how I would have wanted it." With concern in his voice, Rick said, "I'm really sorry about it, Ev. If I had it to do over, I'd do it differently." I snuggled against his body and said, "Yeah. I know. That's why you're my best friend." He squeezed me a bit and kept fondling my little tool. I murmured, "Mmm, that feels good." My hands had been by my side, out of the way of him holding me. I spread my legs a bit and took his dick and pushed it back to where it was no longer sticking through my legs. I pushed it until it slipped into my crack. I pushed myself up a bit in his arms until I felt his mushroom on my hole and then I said, "Why don't the two of us see how we can do it differently." Rick squeezed me a bit across my chest, "Really? Oh, man, I love you so much." My ass was still gooy from before and as I shifted myself and inched my way down, I felt Rick's head poke its way past my sphincter. I stopped as my ass quivered from the effort. Rick said, "Wow, that feels really sweet. Do you want me to push?" I shook my head, "Not yet. Let me do this part," I pushed down a bit and found that my ass didn't really want to allow Rick to enter any further. Then I had an idea. Instead of just forcing his dick into my ass, I pushed on my muscles, like when I'm taking a poop, and then I pushed my body down. My muscles must have relaxed with that move, because I felt his big dick slide into me until I felt Rick's pubes against my ass. "Holy shit, Ev. You did that almost all at once. Did it hurt?" I flexed my muscles in my ass. They were stretched, still sore from earlier, but that push that buried Rick's five inches in my bowels had been the easiest thing that had happened to my ass tonight. "No, what about you." Rick shifted his hips, pulling out a couple of inches before bottoming out again. "Feels really good." Before, when Rick had been lying on top of me, his dick was shoved up my ass in a way that was never going to be really comfortable, but now that he was behind me, his dick pushed forward, like into my belly and it felt a whole lot better. The way we lay, it actually felt like I was the hand and he was the glove. A few minutes passed as he just held me there, his hand still below my waist, still fondling my stiffy. I said, "Go ahead, Rick. I want you to fuck me. Do me like you really love me, okay?" Rick stretched one of his legs out while keeping the other molded to my leg. He used the stretched out leg to rock, rocking his entire body and mine, too. The rocking almost felt like we were moving in slow motion. When he was hunched over the most, the only reason his mushroom head didn't pop out was because I clenched my sphincter as tight as possible. And when he stretched out, all of him was buried deep inside me. Five inches in, five inches out, back and forth. Unlike before, each time his five inches slid into me, something between my belly and my dick quivered and send a powerful tingling through me. I had so much pressure building inside me as Rick fucked me, I thought I might explode in a powerful orgasm. I had the pressure in my ass, which was pretty tight. I had the pressure building where Rick continued to stroke my dick and then between the two, I had something more powerful going on. We must have been spooning with Rick's dick up my ass for fifteen maybe twenty minutes when he gasped, "Oh, Ev. I'm about to blow another load." I started my own little rocking, enjoying the way Rick's dick slid across my insides. I felt him arch his back as his dick seemed to grow and then his dick kicked around inside me. This time, though, his first spasm seemed to hit something off within me and I felt my body go rigid as I came like I'd never come before. My dick got in on the action, spasming and jerking in Rick's hand. I don't know how long I was out for, but what woke me up was the feeling of Rick's dick moving inside me. He was pulling out. I said, "Stop." "Oh, you're awake," Rick said. "I guess I passed out again. How long have I been out of it?" "Not sure. I woke up about five minutes ago." "Wow," I said, "we both passed out. That was fucking incredible." "Yeah," Rick said, "That's what our first one should have been like." Even though his dick was still hard, I could feel it about to slide out. I wiggled my butt and pushed back down and I let out a trembling sigh. My insides were super sore. But Rick's dick was buried inside me again. More than that, when his shaft had slid back in, I felt that powerful tingling between my dick and my ass. I liked the way that felt. Rick sounded a little embarrassed, "Uh, Ev. I'm not sure I've got any more cum inside me." I might have been tired and my body was sore as hell, but being impaled on Rick's five and a half inches felt pretty good. "It's okay. You don't have to move. I'll take care of this." I couldn't believe myself as I shifted up and down, still inside of Rick's big spoon. Now that I was the one shifting my body, I shifted my butt a bit, seeing if there was one way that rick's dick rubbing against the insides of my bowels felt better than another. One way seemed to press against my insides more than the others, and each time it pressed I felt like I was going to orgasm again. I kept at it and within five minutes or so, that same incredible orgasm struck me again. I woke up the next morning. Rick was still cuddling against me. At some time during the night, his dick has slipped out. *** I was pretty sore when I got back home and all I really wanted to do was to rest. Mom was super nice about it, but Kat, well, Kat was Kat. Still, by Sunday my body felt more or less like normal and for that I was grateful. The bad part of leaving from Rick's is that I was really worried about being gay. I didn't really want people to think I liked guys. Even if I really wanted to feel Rick's dick in my throat or in my boy pussy. So, I was pretty quiet around the house as I tried to process what was going through my mind. Kat had been in the living room badgering my mom, I guess when Lucy popped her head in the door. "Hey, Ev. Put on your swimsuit, we're going to head over to the pool. Our duplex was in an association neighborhood. And that meant that there was a community swimming pool. I hadn't used the pool yet this year, but going swimming with my mom and Kat actually sounded better than staying home with my tortured thoughts. "Okay!" I looked through the chest of drawers, looking for my swimsuit from last year. I found it as Kat ran in and started getting undressed. Since mom's plea, Kat and I had taken a few baths together. They hadn't been that bad, but then I'd managed to avoid a stiffy. There wasn't much mystery about our bodies at that point, so I stripped off my clothes and put on the blue swimsuit from last year. Mom had bought it a couple of sizes too large toward the end of the season last year, when it had been on sale. Apparently, my body hadn't quite caught up, because even with the drawstring tied, the swimsuit was still a little loose. Kat's dad had bought her swimsuit. I was a bit shocked because it was a little two-piece blue suit. Kat's blue bottom was smaller than her regular panties. Her top wasn't much bigger than a string bikini top. Frankly I was surprised Bob had bought it for her. Still, when she finished pulling it on, she flashed one of those million-dollar Stewart smiles. She really looked good, even if she was just eight. We were in the living room when Mom came out of her bedroom. She and Kat must have bought the same swimsuit, I swear. Mom's bikini bottoms were tied on the hips and her breasts were hidden behind cups that were designed to show some cleavage while still allowing some room for the imagination. Lucy drove the three minutes it took to get to the pool. As we piled out of her car and ran until we saw the "Do Not Run" signs, another family was coming out of the pool. The pool was fenced in, to keep kids from getting into the pool by themselves. The fence was made of tall wooden slats and provided the pool some privacy from the surrounding neighborhood. As I stood next to the fence, I couldn't reach the top, even if I'd jumped. I guess it was around seven feet high. It was hard to beat, we had the pool to ourselves. Kat was the first to jump into the water. She jumped in with a shout of glee. I folded myself into a cannon ball when I jumped in the water. Mom went down to the deep end and dived into the water. Kat started splashing me and I was happy to splash right back. We even got Mom involved and she splashed both of us, until we screamed for mercy. At one point, Kat swam up to me and said, "Pick me up and throw me, Ev." I was game to try it, but I'm short for my age and Kat is not so much. She got her height from her dad, and even at 8 was only about three inches shorter than me. Still, I formed my hands into a cup for her to put a foot in. I pointed myself toward the deep end and said, "Let's give it a go." She put her foot into the little stirrup my cupped hands made and put her hands on my shoulder. "On the count of three," I said. "One, two, three!" I flung her with all of my might. She flew through the air five or six feet before splashing into the water. She came up laughing, "Again." Lucy swam some laps and got out a few times to dive back in. Kat swam back over to me. I wanted to throw her farther. I wondered if I got her to stand on my bent knees if I could throw her better. I was game to try. I squatted in the water, "Put your feet on my legs, Kat. I'm going to see if you can go farther." My half-sister put her hands around my neck as she balanced herself on my knees. I put my hands on her hips, just above her bikini bottoms. She flew about the same distance as before. Still, she came up laughing. She put her hands back around my neck and put her feet on my upper legs. This time, she must have been in a bit of a hurry, as her foot slipped and hit in the balls. I gasped in pain, as I crumpled into the water. "Shoot, Ev. I'm sorry, it was an accident. Are you okay?" Kat was worried. Understandably, given that she'd just kicked me in the balls. Mom swam over, "Are you alright, Ev?" Kat was quick to apologize and I just winced as I held my swimsuit. I squeaked in a higher pitched voice than normal as my family jewels felt like they'd just been donkey punched, "Damn, it hurts, Mom." With concern in her voice, Lucy got me over to the side of the pool and in one swift motion, pulled my shorts down. Stupid drawstring was useless. She got me to sit on the side of the pool. And I was eternally grateful that we were the only people there. Lucy pulled my trunks all the way off and said, "Spread your legs, Ev." What surprised me is that I wasn't more embarrassed. It would have been worse if my mom hadn't already seen me with a stiffy a couple of weeks before. She ran her fingers along my inner thigh until she reached my penis. She lifted it to get a better look at my immature scrotum, which still clung tightly to my body. With deft and gentle fingers, she found my little balls and I felt them in her fingers. This went on for a moment and I realized that Kat was standing next to my mom, staring at me. That's also when I realized that my little rod was pointing straight up. My mom's hand was still touching my little sack as she said, "Kat, I know it was an accident, but boys can really get hurt pretty bad when they get kicked in the balls. Fortunately, I think Ev is going to be fine." My mind was reeling. Sure, my balls hurt like a son of a bitch, but my mom, wearing nothing but a small bikini is holding my balls while I sport an erection. From my vantage sitting on the side of the pool, I could look down and see my mom's top. Part of me wanted to touch them, even as I realized how wildly inappropriate it would be. As she pulled her hand back, her fingers dragged along my little erection. She smiled at me and patted my stomach, "Well, you look a bit better than fine, I'd say." I blushed and said, "Thanks for checking, Mom." I sat there with my legs splayed open, giving my half-sister and my mom a free look. Kat broke the spell, "Where'd I hit you, Ev?" I shrugged my shoulder at Mom, surrendering to the situation. Lucy let Kat stand between my legs. My half-sister leaned forward, examining my little rod. Mom's hand returned and cupped my immature balls. "Evan's balls are in here." I couldn't believe it as Kat's hand reached out and touched my scrotum. With mom's assistance, she found my balls and rolled them between her fingers. She looked up at me, with a curious look, "They're really small, Ev." Mom said, "Don't worry about that, Ev. Give them a couple of years and I bet Kat won't be saying that." I don't know why, but even as Mom and Kat touched my bruised balls, both Kat and I found what my mom said funny. I looked down, really surprised that I wasn't more embarrassed. "Any more questions, Kat?" Her hand moved to my shaft and she ran a finger along it, "Why's it stay hard so much?" My gasp was audible and Lucy gave Kat a stunned expression. I drew in a ragged breath and said, "When I get excited, sometimes it gets hard." Mom finally intervened, "Alright Kat, now you know. Time to give your brother some space. We're going to leave in a bit. If you want to play any more, you're running out of time." Lucy said the magic words and Kat was splashing back in the water. Mom looked really embarrassed as she took Kat's spot between my legs. "I'm sorry about that Ev. I think I let that go too far." Looking down at my mom, it looked like her nipples were poking against her blue top. As I gazed down at Lucy, there was one thing I was sure Rick was right about. My mom really is hot. "It's okay, Mom. Like you said, you've seen me with plenty of stiffies when I was a kid. Maybe now Kat will be a little more bearable." Lucy flashed me that perfect smile that melted my heart. A fluttering started there and descended to my belly. Even more so now than when Kat had been poking my nuts, I felt more exposed and open to my mom than ever before. I smiled back at her and leaned down and put my arms around her neck, "Can you help me back into the water?" Apart from the fact that Lucy was standing between my legs, I was perfectly capable of getting back into the water on my own, but this closeness with my mom was something I wasn't ready to see end. My mom stepped back and my naked butt slid off the side and into the pool. Unlike the first time I jumped in, there was no splash, just the water rippling away from my body as my arms still clung to her neck. Lucy's arms reached around my back and returned my hug. I squeezed a bit and lay my head against her shoulder as I said, "I love you, Mom." She squeezed back, pulling my body against hers. My stiffy twitched as it lay flat against the top of Lucy's bikini bottom. I felt safe in her embrace and really didn't want it to end, and in truth, it lasted a lot longer than I'd expected when I realized where my little erection lay. "I love you to, Ev," she said as she finally released her arms. She was blushing. The red had spread from her cheeks down her neck and left the top part of her chest flushed. I couldn't really explain it then, but I felt compelled and I pulled myself up in the water and planted a kiss on her cheek. When my feet touched the bottom of the pool, I said, "Thanks. Not sure if you needed that, but I wanted you to have it." I giggled at my wit. Lucy's chuckle was low and when she smiled at me now, it was a tentative and shy smile. I thought she was about to say something when she reached into the water and retrieved my swim suit. She leaned back into me and gave me a kiss on my cheek, too. And whispered, "Thanks, Ev. I wanted it, and that's all that matters." Kat yelled, "Watch out below!" as she did her own cannonball impression. Water splashed on us and the moment was over when Lucy handed me my trunks. "Let's get her." We played a bit more before the shadows from twilight grew long. I made sure to dunk Kat a couple of more times before we finally left.