Summer of Twelve - Chapter 7

In which Spencer and Critter and me play puppies and kittens together and then go out for pizza. Then I spend a night at home with my brother Mikey.

"Do you guys want to play with my kitten?" Spencer said. The door to the house had only just closed.

"Yeah!" Critter said. "Where is it?"

"Right here," Spencer said, pointing down between her legs.

"Oh, I get it!" I said. "You'd call it your pussy but you're not full grown yet?"

"Exactly." Spencer said. She went to one of the chaise lounges recently vacated by the moms and sat down. She rolled her hips back and put her feet on the ground on either side of it, exposing her kitten to our view. Then she reached down and spread herself with her hands.

"It looks like a flower." Critter said. He walked to the chair and sat down on the end facing Spencer.

"That's what Papa calls it." she said.

I walked closer and knelt on the patio beside the lounge chair, with my left shoulder touching her right knee. "Your dad sees you like this?"

"Not all spread out." she said. "He says that's too lewd for the kinds of pictures he takes. But if I've got my legs too wide in a regular picture, he'll say 'Spencer, your flower is showing.' and I know to change my pose.

Critter leaned forward and used his finger to trace the outline of her inner lips. "They're soft." he said.

Spencer writhed a bit as he touched her. "That feels really good." she said. "Come on Chris, you too... You guys can touch me anywhere you want."

Critter adjusted his position so he wasn't monopolizing the space between Spencer's legs. He got off the lounge chair and knelt as I had, only on the opposite side, with his right shoulder against her left knee. We each put a hand up to keep her spread open, leaving us a free hand to explore her kitten. I slipped a finger right inside her, touching a little half moon looking thing that closed off the bottom third of her entrance.

"That's my hymen." she said. "Or my 'maidenhead' as Papa would say. You guys are nice, really gentle with me. Do you touch each other this way also?"

"When we first started messing around, yeah." I said. "We kinda moved on, but this is fun 'cause you're different."

"What's this hole?" Critter asked.

"That's for pee." she said.

"What's this bump up here?" I asked.

Spencer let out a little moan. "That's my clitoris." she said, "It's where the best feelings are."

Critter leaned in and gave it a kiss.

"Ah! Oh! Yes!" Spencer said. "You guys do oral with each other?"

"Well, yeah..." I said with a shrug. "Sometimes we 69, but mostly we trade. Or just give each other freebies for fun."

"You taste good." Critter said, sitting up.

"Have you guys ever heard of a daisy chain?" she asked.

Puppies and Kittens

Three minutes later we were all in Spencer's bedroom, laying on her bed in a circle. All of us on our left sides. Critter had his head between Spencer's legs, Spencer was giving her first blowjob to a boy, and I had Critter's dick in my mouth. I was taking it kind of easy on him because Spencer kept pulling off me and giving him directions. He seemed to be a quick study, based on the decreasing ratio of intelligible words to whimpers of pleasure that came from Spencer.

Things got quiet for a few minutes, except for slobbery sucking sounds, and then they started getting louder. Spencer was pretty vocal as she approached her orgasm.

"Ohmygod... Yes! That's mmmnf... so good!" she moaned. "Don't you dare stop!" And then she was crying out "Ahhh! Ohhhh! Yes! Yes! Yessssss!" just below a full shout.

If I didn't know better, I would have sworn she was in agony, I mean except for repeating yes! over and over again. I didn't know if it was a girl thing or a Spencer thing, but she seemed unable to have her climax quietly. I liked it.

After a minute or so, she said "Oh god, thank you Critter."

I took that as my signal to reward Critter for being such a good kitten kisser. I scootched up just a bit and kissed him right on the butt hole. It looked so pretty and pink and puckered up like it wanted to kiss.

Critter jolted, but he didn't try to escape my kisses. "Umm... that's my butt hole you know." he said.

"Rosebud." Spencer said. "Call it a rosebud."

"Mmmhhm" I said. Then took my mouth off long enough to say "No part of the Critter is gross."

I kept tonguing Critter's rosebud, trying to give him a french kiss down there, but we had never done anything like it before so he didn't know how to relax. After a while I switched back to sucking on his boy bits because I knew I could give him a nice cum in just a few minutes. Critter went back to leisurely kissing Spencer's kitten and Spencer put her mouth back on my boner, but it was clear the spotlight was on me.

Critter and me had only recently been disabused of the notion that our lovemaking was a secret, so we were still in stealth mode when it came to making sounds of ecstasy. Little whimpers, quiet gasps, the odd little grunt or groan was all the sound we made, but there was no doubt in my mind how much he enjoyed it. I could feel every pulse of his smooth boyhood, every twitch of his body practicing for the big day, some time in the future, when he would launch volleys of little Critters. It thrilled me to give him that pleasure. To feel him melt in relaxation when the spasms faded.

"You guys are good at this." Spencer said. "I'm gonna have to practice more..." she went down on my boner again.

Spencer said she had never given a boy a blow job before, but she seemed to be as quick a study shifting from girls to boys as Critter had been shifting from boys to girls. Before long, I was the one who was stifling his cries of ecstasy. Hearing and feeling Critter perform for Spencer, and then rewarding him myself, had me ready and eager for my own release. It took only a couple of minutes.

We moved out of our daisy chain configuration and cuddled for a few minutes while I enjoyed my afterglow.

"I like how our orgasms went around in a circle." Spencer said. "That was a first for me."

"I want all my first times to be with Chris." Critter said.

"What other kind of stuff do you guys do together?" she said.

"We get face to face and make out and rub our wieners together." he said.

"Frottage."

"Isn't that some kind of cheese?"

"No, that's the name for what you guys do." Spencer said. "Can I watch you for a minute? I think I got an idea."

Girls seemed to like watching Critter and me make out. And I admit I liked showing them. It felt good to me to make love to Critter with someone watching, like I was saying "I love you!" to him in the most undeniable way, like shouting it from a rooftop. We flipped around and 69ed for a minute, just to get all sloppy wet, then went face to face on the bed, Critter was on top. We started grinding our boners together while we were still all slippery and slithery, then went to face sucking when the spit dried up a little bit.

"I think this could work..." Spencer said. "I think boys and girls could do that together."

"Do you mean... fucking?" Critter said. He blushed because that was the naughtiest word he knew.

"No. And I know this is gonna sound weird, but I don't want to go all the way with you guys. So not fucking." Spencer said. "I've done a thing called scissoring with a girl before and I think we can do something like that."

"Scissoring?" I said.

Spencer held up both her hands with her first two fingers in a scissor shape then pushed them together so they overlapped and the webbing between her fingers pressed into the other hand. "Just imagine this is two girls' legs." she said.

"Oh..." Critter said. He got off me.

"Let me be on top the first time we try this." Spencer said. "Chris you stay right there on your back, but put this pillow under your hips."

She straddled my hips then, facing me. My boner was aimed at my chin, not up in the air, so when she settled her weight down on me I was pointed the wrong way to poke into her. But that's what she wanted. Still, she was hot and very wet down there, she wiggled around until her inner lips had spread and were laying along either side of the shaft of my cock. She sort of half raised up.

"Critter, look here." she said. "I'm not takin' any of your firsts with Chris."

Critter laid his head on my chest for the best view. "It's not up inside you." he said.

"That's the plan." Spencer said. "You guys frot when you make love. I'm not making love to Chris, just frotting with him."

Critter moved so he was sort of wrapped around my head, laying on his side with his legs drawn up a bit, my head could rest on his hip so I could watch the show from my supine position. We held hands, his and my right, with our fingers interlaced while Spencer rode my boner.

It took her a few minutes to figure out what motions were most pleasing to her, but she eventually settled into more of a back-and-forth than up-and-down motion, sliding her kitten along the length of my boner. She was sopping wet, so everything was gloriously slippery. I could feel the nub of her clit rubbing about half the length of my shaft. She never got up to the business end of my boner, so she was getting a lot more stimulation that I was. Still, it was plenty to keep me hard.

"Let me do all the moving!" she said. "If I get deflowered today, I want it to be my choice."

I stopped even trying to push back up against her. It was interesting to just be passive while she rode the ridge of my boner. She was leaned forward, her hands resting on my shoulders with a fair bit of weight, so I was pinned to the bed.

"What does def..." Critter said, but then stopped himself.

Spencer found a rhythmic motion that suited her and began to follow it, with increasing speed and pressure. It wasn't doing much for me, besides keeping me hard, but seeing her face as she rode me was priceless. She began to cry out. I guessed maybe being an only child with Mr. B for a parent, she didn't have to hide her excitement when it happened.

While Spencer rode me, I was mostly looking at up at the action, but every now and then I'd look to my left and find Critter looking adoringly at my face. Well, as much of my face as he could see from that angle.

Before she was quite done with her orgasm from riding me, she rolled off and lay on her back at an angle to where we had been.

"Critter, now you!" she said. "Quick... between my legs... ride me like I rode Chris."

Critter was well used to doing what he was told, so it took him only a moment to get into position. Spencer wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him against her. His arms held his torso up and away and he supported much of Spencer's weight, as well as his own, on his hands and knees in a sort of semi-pushup position.

I rolled off the pillow and lay down beside them, eager to see how they would manage this position.

Spencer had her hands free from supporting her weight, so she reached down between her body and Critter's and positioned his boner where she wanted. I could see the end, foreskin still mostly covering his glans, the angle of his hips and hers pressing his frenulum against her clitoris.

He began rocking his hips, pressed hard against her. Pulled all the way back, I could barely see the tip of Critter's boner. When he rolled his hips the other way, I could see an inch or so of his shaft.

When he rolled back, it had the effect of partly lifting Spencer's hips off the bed, not a mean feat considering how much bigger she was than him. Rolling forward was mostly a matter of relaxing and letting gravity pull them into position.

I watched, alternating what I was looking at between Critter's face and the action between his puppy and Spencer's kitten. Critter looked so serious, like this was a school assignment or something that he had to get right. They made little wet noises as they moved together. The key, my house key, that dangled at Critter's throat moved like a little pendulum with each of his thrusts.

Spencer hung her arms on Critter's shoulders. Not only was he doing all the moving, now he was supporting most of their weight

I watched expressions play over his face. I felt I knew his face as my own, not surprising as our faces looked so much alike. He arched his back as he started to get into the rhythm. Then suddenly he froze.

"I'm inside you." he said.

"I can feel you pressing against my maidenhead." she said. "Just be still, don't move."

I looked between them. Based on the position of Critters hips, I should have been able to see the tip of his boner. I could not.

"Push a little, Critter." she said

"But you said..."

"This is my choice." she said

"But I..."

"Please, Critter, just push, nice and slow, until I say stop." she said.

She never said stop.

Critter settled his body down on hers, laying his head on her right shoulder, facing me, eyes open. He had his knees pulled up so close they touched his elbows, his forearms and lower legs both laying right on the bed. His weight rested about equally on his elbows and her chest. Spencer unlocked her legs from around Critter's hips and put her feet down on the mattress, knees bent, so she could push up, into his thrusts.

"Please fuck me." she said.

I locked eyes with Critter, then leaned forward and kissed him for a moment. He began to slowly thrust. It was not the same motion as when he was outside Spencer. I reached down and laid my right hand on his butt, feeling his hips flex.

Critter never broke eye contact with me. It wasn't like a staring contest, more like a sharing contest. We looked into each other's eyes continuously as he copulated. I moved my hand with his hips, pressing forward when he did, almost like I was helping him thrust.

Again I watched emotions play over his face, very different from when they had been frotting. His thrusts grew faster, deeper. His face seemed to collapse, almost as if he were about to cry, then his eyes and mouth went wide in a silent scream. He thrust deep and held. Pulled back and again thrust deep. On his third thrust, he locked his hips into her. I could feel shudders running through his body.

After a few moments, he said "Hold me, please." He was looking directly into my eyes.

"Of course I will, Critter" said Spencer. "That was wonderful for me."

"I think he was talking to me." I said.

Critter rolled off Spencer's body and immediately spooned up in front of me. I held him tight and he held onto the arm I had over his body as if he were holding on for dear life.

Spencer sat up and looked at us for a moment. Then she moved around behind me and spooned both of us from behind. We stayed that way for several minutes, quiet except for the sounds of our breathing.

"I can never come between you two." Spencer said. "I don't want to. Even if I did, I don't think I could."

Critter nodded, I kissed the back of his head, noting a little bald spot as I did.

"I really liked what we just did, Critter." she said. "I was afraid it might hurt the first time, but... you were perfect. I hope it doesn't feel like I stole one of your 'firsts'."

"'s'okay" Critter said.

"I think puppies and kittens play together different from puppies and puppies." I said. "Critter and me can still have our first times with each other."

Critter nodded and said "I guess I didn't think of it like that, but I do now. I like it better."

"This may sound weird," Spencer said, "but I'm hungry all of a sudden. Do you think that pizza place would deliver here?"

La Migliore Pizza in Città!

For some reason, they wouldn't deliver. Sofia, who answered the phone, said we could call it ahead though so it would be ready when we got there.

We wrote a note for the 'rents and taped it to the door of Spencer's bedroom, then went outside by the pool where we had left our clothes and got dressed, except for socks and underwear. Just like that, Spence was a boy again.

We rode to the pizza shop with our shirts off. It felt fun and naughty to switch from having sex to riding our bikes together like nothing special had happened. When we got to the pizza shop, we put our shirts on and went inside to eat.

Sofia came to our table with a pitcher of soda and three glasses filled with ice. "Three hot and sweaty boys..." she said, licking her lips. "The first pitcher is on the house."

She poured our first glasses, then looked at Critter and me. "Are you guys going to introduce me to your new friend?" she said.

"This is Spence." Critter said. "We told him about the last time you delivered to Chris's house, so he was disappointed you don't deliver anymore."

"I'm disappointed myself." she said.

"Nice to meet you." Spence said.

"Why don't you deliver anymore?" I asked. "You're not going to get any more surprises when a boy opens the door in his birthday suit if you don't deliver."

Sofia blushed. "No hard feelings about that?" she said.

Critter and me both grinned. "We got over it." I said.

"To answer your question about delivery," Sofia said, "my motorcycle went missing this morning."

"Somebody stole it?" Spence said.

"That's the weird part." Sofia said. "It's more like it was borrowed. It's back now, with a full tank of gas besides."

Spence and Critter and me all looked sideways at each other and tried to keep straight faces.

"But my dad had already filed the police report on it being stolen. And then he had to turn around and retract it when the motorcycle showed up again." She went on. "He's really annoyed right now, and says delivery service is cancelled. But I bet after he cools down in a few days, I can deliver again."

"That's a weird story, alright." Spence said. "But I'm glad you got your motorcycle back."

"Me too." Sofia said. "I'll go see if your pizza is ready yet. It should be close."

We leaned in close and whispered to each other after Sofia left.

"Do you think that kid..."
"Daffy..."
"No wonder his motorcycle looked like Sofia's..."
"Should we tell..."
"Her dad will tell the cops..."
"He didn't really steal it..."
"Us kids gotta stick together..."

Sofia brought our pizza then, and we didn't have much to say for a while as we filled our pie-holes with delicious pizza and free soda.

After Sofia brought the check, Spence explained about tipping. It was a good thing, because Critter and me had never paid for a meal at a sit-down restaurant before. We all had plenty of money, by kid standards, so we added in the tip Spence suggested then rounded the total up to the next multiple of three so we could split it evenly.

Sofia was very grateful. "This is almost as good as a delivery surprise." she said with a wink. "Almost."

We went outside and peeled our shirts off immediately. We were trying to figure out what to do with ourselves for the rest of the afternoon when Sofia came outside.

"We got a phone call just now for Spencer." she said. "You can come inside and take the call if you want."

We started to put our shirts back on, but Sofia said "You can skip the shirts if you want. You're not eating, just answering the phone."

Spence took the phone and it was clear he was talking to his dad. After a couple minutes, he said goodbye and handed the phone to Critter. I figured out Critter was talking to his mom, so I wasn't surprised when after a couple minutes and saying goodbye, Critter handed the phone to me.

"Hi Mom!"
"Hello Chris, I want to thank you for leaving such a detailed note."
"We were hungry."
"I want to make it clear from the start that no one is angry and that everyone is happy about what happened today."
"I'm not sure I understand."
"We grownups have decided that everyone should spend the night under their own roof tonight."
"Um... okay."
"It's just for tonight, to give everyone a little space."
"Yes ma'am."

Spending the night at home

So we split up from there, each going our separate way. Critter and me didn't actually split until we got back in our neighborhood and it was time for him to turn down his street. It felt oddly lonely to be riding by myself after that, especially when I arrived to an empty house.

I moped around for a little while, until my mom got home. She had Lisa and Mikey with her, having collected them from where they had stayed that day. I felt better immediately.

My mom took me aside after everyone got settled in the house.

"Sweetheart" she said. She almost never used an endearment when she spoke to me. "I want to make sure you understand what's going on."

"What is going on." I said. "Why can't Critter spend the night?"

"Well, like I said on the phone, we grownups have decided that everyone should spend the night at their own house tonight." She said.

"Well, yeah," I said, "but why?"

"Did you have a good time playing naked with Critter and Spencer?" she said.

"A really good time!" I said.

"It was the same for Claude and Yuka and I." she said. "So much so we're thinking of making some changes to our living arrangements."

"So you're not breaking up?" I said.

"Oh, honey, no. About the opposite of that." She said, "But we're giving ourselves a few days to cool down from... this afternoon... so we can make clear decisions about it."

"I feel better about it already." I said.

"Good! Now be a dear and take care of Mikey, like the old days. I'm going to bed early tonight."

I spent the rest of the evening hanging out with Mikey, like the old days. He was really a fun kid. I could tell how a month or so of being a sort of big brother to Donny was changing him, making him more open, more willing to start an interaction.

Lisa was annoyed at not being allowed to hang out with Molly, so she did the next best thing and got on the phone with Molly in her room. They talked for hours.

It got close to bed time for Mikey, not that either of us were watching the clock. But after a month of being joined at the hip to Donny, he too was keyed to the sun going down.

"Do I need to take a bath tonight?" he asked.

"You can be the boss of you tonight." I said. "I know Donny loves to take baths, but he's not here tonight, so you can do whatever you want."

Apparently what he wanted to do was skip the bath, but get naked and brush his teeth. I did the same because it was fun to let him take the lead. We ended up in our bedroom, on his bed, reading the new issue of Dragon Boy. I read it to him, but it was very clear he was beginning to get the idea about reading. He could recognize POW! and BAM! and a few other three letter sound effects.

While we read, he idly played with himself, getting about half hard. It was fun to watch him fondle himself so innocently. I got a chub myself just from watching him. We finished the comic book and he cuddled back against me.

"The only thing I miss about not takin' a bath is not gettin' my wiener washed." he said.

"Can't you wash your wiener by yourself?" I said.

"Well, yeah, I guess, but it's more fun when Molly does it." he said.

"Molly washes your wiener for you?" I said.

"When her and Lisa give me and Donny our baths, they wash our wieners twice." He said. "Once in the soapy water and once in the clear water, so we'll be nice and clean down there. I'm not s'posed to tell, but Donny already blabbed it to his mom and she doesn't seem to care."

I got the rest of the way hard from Mikey's casual description. "Does Lisa wash your wiener too?" I asked.

"Nah. Molly says brothers and sisters shouldn't touch each other there," he said, "so mostly Molly washes my wiener and Lisa washes Donny's."

"Mostly?" I said.

"Sometimes Molly washes Donny's after Lisa is done, just to be sure." he said.

"Do you want me to wash your wiener for you tonight?" I said.

"Yeah, but... I thought I didn't have to take a bath tonight." he said.

"You don't." I said. "I'll just wash your wiener with my mouth!"

"Eww!" he said. "You'll put your mouth on my wiener?"

"Yeah, it's no big deal." I said. "We're brothers, it's just natural."

"So brothers and brothers is different from brothers and sisters?" he said.

"Like puppies and kittens." I said. "Now lay down on the edge of the bed and spread your legs so I can give you a proper wiener washing."

Mikey overcame his misgivings with remarkable speed, and soon I had his little stiffy up the hilt, balls and all, in my mouth. After the first minute or so, hints of pee and sweat, it was no different from sucking on my own thumb. The taste was unimportant, what was happening for Mikey was the main attraction.

"This is way better than the way Molly washes me!" he said.

I didn't want to interrupt my sucking to reply, so I just kept on bobbing up and down on Mikey's little boner.

"I think I'm clean now," he said, "if you wanna stop."

I came up for air long enough to grab Mikey's hands and look him in the eyes. "I'm gonna wash your wiener until it's all the way clean. It might feel like you gotta pee when you're gettin' close to clean, but I promise it's not the same thing. Can you trust me to get you all the way clean?"

Mikey nodded, eyes wide, so earnest and trusting. I went to town on him, using all the tricks I had learned with Critter since the start of the summer. I guess every boy grabs the hair of the one givin' him a blow job when he's gettin' close. Mikey sure did.

Mikey trusted me. He didn't whine about needing to pee, he just let his first cummy happen, right there in my mouth. I could feel every twitch and tremor in his body. I knew when he was done. So I took my mouth off of him and crawled up onto the bed beside him and snuggled. I was the big spoon.

"Wow!" he said, after a few minutes. "Can I do that for you?"

"Nope." I said. "It's a rule. Little brothers have to wait three days before they can give paybacks."

"That's not fair." he said.

I shrugged and held him close and tight. "Fair doesn't matter, we're brothers."