Date: Sun, 20 Sep 2020 10:56:44 -0400 (EDT) From: Five Hole Punch Subject: After School Study Group Give to Nifty please. After School Study Group They were fifth graders from the grade school up the street, four of them. I helped them with their studies after finishing my 10th grade day at the high school. Their parents left them with me on Wednesdays for a couple of hours. Easy money. The girls loved me, definitely a school girl crush type of thing, I looked like a Cali surfer. The boys probably did too, but wouldn't admit it. We studied. What we studied wasn't exactly what the parents paid for; it was sex for a half hour or so and school work for the rest of the time. That's how it worked out that spring and we were fine with that. The girls were best friends, the boys were too. As I found out, and of course expected, they had shared same-sex experiences; masturbation for the boys and a bit more for the girls. How did we get to a healthy half hour of after school sex? The girls started it. I knew they weren't innocent, at least in thinking about sex. The girls were coy and suggestive at first and once they got things going in that direction the boys went for it in a heartbeat. Here are the girls: Amanda was tall and gangly with a horsy face and a crooked front tooth, bony knees and the beginnings of small tits and popping nipples. She had hit puberty, the very beginnings of dark hair over her love mound. She wouldn't be a beauty queen; she was going to be the party girl. Loud voiced, she was outwardly horny and she made the first advances. Her friend was Leona; dark haired, dark eyed, more reserved. She had a few delicate wisps of pubic hair and the delicate buds of a young girl's breasts. Where Amanda was horny, Leona was more deeply interested; yes, in love in the impossible way of young girls. Here's the boys: Bobby was blond and blue eyed, thin, not an ounce of fat on him. He was hyperactive and burned with energy, you could barely get him to sit still and he ran his mouth constantly; no filter here. Bobby, as I would find out, had hit puberty, but barely. He had some slightly darkened, sparse blond hairs above his dick and on his balls. His friend was Jack. Jack was brown haired and chunky with a roll of baby fat around his waist. Jack was pretty lazy except when stuffing his face with junk food and trying to get into trouble. He was also a "dirty minded" boy. A secretive "dirty minded" boy. He hadn't a single pube, but he was a horn dog for sure. He had a perverted leer that clearly told you when he was thinking about sex. What happened over the several weeks we met would fill his fantasies and beyond. In studying, during the first few weeks, the girls began, Amanda first, leaning closer to me as they asked questions. Definite body heat, glances, and shared smiles and giggles. I put my hand on their waists, just to bring them closer, when answering their questions. The boys noticed but said nothing, except to themselves. When, after the first few weeks, Amanda took the bold step of sitting on my knee that broke the ice. "Gee, Amanda ...," the boys accused, implying what was unsaid. "You can sit on my knee too if you want, Bobby," I teased. "No, no, no!" was the emphatic homophobic denial. After that week, Leona came over to sit as well. I could feel the heat from her, stronger than from Amanda. Both girls were taking liberties when in my lap and, well, I am a teenager. I got half hard, which, for me, is very noticeable to others, especially if they are in contact with my crotch. Even though I was as horny as any sixteen year old, I would never have sexual intercourse with either Leona or Amanda, or the boys for that matter. The reason why? I have a very unusually shaped penis. Yeah, it's big, but not in the usual way you think of a big cock, mine is big around, very big around. At the pool, it looks like I have a doorknob in my bathing suit. My cock is so big around that I barely get one hand around the head when it is soft. I have got a nice set of chunky balls, too. Both girls noticed my half hard on and cooled it. Boys, be attuned to such things noticed too, smiling and commenting in hushed tones. Their shock at the size of the swelling in my pants stopped anything more that day. The next time we met? It all came to a head. The basic events of the past week repeated themselves with the girls coyly trying to get me hard. I could see the boys watching, Bobby unconsciously diddling himself in his pocket and Jack swinging his knees in and out, squeezing his little stiffy in his shorts. I had on fairly thin cotton sweats and there was no hiding my half hard log. Bobby, who couldn't keep his mouth shut, called out, "Hey Tony, you got a problem there?" Jack giggled. I had made up my mind to address the issue one way or another. "All right, let's stop pretending," I stated clearly, "I think we all are interested, Bobby," I said pointedly. "You seem to have something in your pocket you're working on." Jack giggled again. "Okay, we'll make a deal," I addressed the whole group, "Let's all be honest and say that we like to enjoy playing with our ... ourselves. It's nothing to be ashamed of, all teenagers do it. We seem to be interested, so what I propose is that we start each of our study sessions taking care of that and then we do our school assignments after. That way we can have fun and still get everything done before you have to leave. Otherwise, we are going to spend all our time pretending that we don't want to do what we all want to do." The girls gave each other a look, but Bobby spoke first. "You mean like we jack off together?" "Yep," I gave them a moment or two, "Whatta you say?" "I'm in!" said Bobby without a thought. "Me too," seconded Jackwith a dirty grin. "Ladies?" "Definitely!" Amanda brayed out. Leona nodded shyly. "Okay. Ladies, you seem to have been interested in getting me hard the last two weeks. Don't deny it." I asked them directly, "Do you want to see it?" They both blushed. Amanda said yes. Bobby, and then Jack, made a wooing sound. "Hey, I saw you guys looking too." That shut them up. "Okay, are we going to do this? We all agree?" There were nods and yesses all around. "Alright, I'll go first, but you boys have to drop trou too. Girls, grab a seat for the show." There was some hemming and hawing from the boys. "C'mon, man up," I scolded. "A deal's a deal." The girls repeated that to the boys. "Stand up and drop `em." Bobby didn't need to be told twice. Jack was embarrassed but scooted his pants down, trying to hide his boner. I slid my sweats and my tighty whities to my ankles. Bobby had a long, thin, very white boner; his ball sack was pink with a few longer hairs; maybe twice that many on each side of the base of his cock. His boner was exactly like his body, a thin and veiny muscle. Jack had a smallish, cut, still boyish penis and his balls hadn't really dropped much. His chubbiness made his junk look a little smaller than it actually was. My cock? It bulged forth obscenely. A huge drizzle of pre began dripping down several inches from my dark rimmed foreskin. I was turned on by displaying myself to these preteens. My dark hair pubic hair was frizzed and my balls were fragrant with teen musk. All the group gazed and Bobby was the only one who spoke. "Damn, Tony!" I let them look. Then I said, "Okay, boys, let's get to it. Let's show the girls what we can do with our cocks." I sat back down in my chair, spread my legs, and the other boys followed my lead. I began a slow stroking. I could see the fascination, especially from the girls, as my broad purple helmet emerged from my foreskin, all slick and glistening, on the downstrokes. It made sloppy sounds. I knew that Bobby and Jack wouldn't last long and, to tell the truth, I wouldn't either. "Why don't you girls sit and rub for us. You don't have to take down your panties if you don't want to," I suggested. Amanda spread her legs and started rubbing right off, outside first and then inside. Leona was more modest; she put her fingers between her closed legs and rubbed over her panties, panties with a cute little bow tied right in front. It looked so dirty for a little girl to wear something like that. Bobby, seeing two girls frigging away, went into hyperdrive. As I said, Bobby had a high level of excitability without sex being involved. With sex? His eyes were rolling, his legs twitching, his hand a blur. He spurt his seed in a less than a minute. He shot one quick jet with a loud, unadulterated whine of gratification. "Ihhnngh!" That brought Amanda to the edge. She went stiff and rubbed herself off, huffing irregular breaths with her come. My balls went up. I would shoot any time. Jack massaged his penis, wide eyed. "Okay, guys. Here it comes!" I declared. I gave stroke and, with a huge grunt, busted my nut. "Unngggh!" Big globs of pearly spunk poured from my pouty hole, again and again, rolling over my knuckles and down my hand, splatting on the floor. Jack, peaked. He went off with a goofy smirk on his face. Leona gave a soft series of gentle cries, pressing her thighs together. Bobby, after having recovered, expressed his admiration, "Geez, that a lot of come, Tony." "Yep. Big balls, lotsa come." I put my softening equipment away wet and went to get a towel. It took some time to clean up. It took a little longer to get the kids back to the task of doing school work. Looking forward to next week, I wanted the girls to get more involved. They would. ---------- Our next meeting was anticipated by all of us. I made sure to wear sweat pants and cotton briefs every time we met so my boner was free to rise, jeans would've been painful. I wanted to get the girls on my lap. I knew I couldn't fuck the girls and I didn't want any chance if pregnancy, so I had a plan. I had fantasized about lap dances since seeing it in a movie and I felt that I could get the girls to sit near my hard cock and we could enjoy that without it being naked sex. "Girls, as you saw last time, guys don't need much encouragement to jack their cocks for an admiring female audience," I explained, "but I know Bobby and Jack would really want to get a good look at you ladies doing it." I went to Amanda first because I knew she would do it, I wasn't sure Leona would without Amanda breaking the ice. "Amanda, I bet the boys want to see you do it. Do want to pull your panties down and sit on my lap?" She could see the bulge in my sweats. She took her panties off and sat in my lap with a big smile on her face. As she settled in I could feel her warm ass move my sloppy foreskin in my undies. "Boys, let's get those pants down and start jackin' for Amanda." Both boys had their pants down in two seconds and, needless to say, their cocks were already up. I held Amanda by her skinny waist and said, leaning over her shoulder, "Spread your legs and show the boys your pussy." When she did, the boy's jaws dropped and their eyes went wide. More quietly, I said to Amanda, "Rub it for them." Both boys went right for their cocks when she started. I watched them as Amanda began riding her finger in my lap. Feeling the skinny girl's legs grip the outside of my thighs as her excitement built, her ass rubbing the cue ball in my pants, seeing the boy's rising lust, had me suppressing a groan deep in my throat. "Nnnguhh." I could feel her breathing quicken. With the girl close to coming, I liked to whisper something only she could hear to send her over the top. I leaned into Amanda and in a low voice said, "Bobby is about to come. Make him come by showing him your pussy." I had been gently rubbing Amanda's right nipple and, when I said the above, I gave a small pinch through the light cotton of her top. It had the desired effect. "Ah ... Ahhh!" She thrust her pelvis forward and her shoulders back. Her fingers spread her pussy wide. Bobby was watching her, stroking, trying to hold back. But, with Amanda's vocal orgasm and lewd hip thrust, Bobby began violently masturbating his lean pole and, with a high squeal, spurt a near clear jet of jissom a good foot in the air before finishing his work with a decreasing and irregular series of strokes. Jack crossed his thighs and used his whole hand to bring himself off. I could hear Leona giving little breaths. She had been rubbing herself outside of her panties. I held Amanda and busted my nut in my pants right along with Bobby. My balls pumped a load of hot cream into the damp pouch of my briefs as I sat there not moving a muscle. I lifted Amanda off of my lap and the dark circle of wetness was obvious to everyone. I told them I would be back after I changed my pants. We all had a good laugh. The third week it was Leona's turn. She was shy but it only took an extra moment for her to get onto my lap. Leona would masturbate differently than Amanda. She liked to clasp her legs together and grind against her fingers, emitting high, delicate, breathy moans, one after the other. "Ihn, Uh, Ihhn, Ihhnn!" It was almost like a prayer. Jack really had the hots for Leona. She would be totally out of his league in high school and I knew he would have her in his dreams forever. He would rub his small penis and squeeze his chunky thighs in a similar manner to Leona, getting a squirmy orgasm like a little boy does. Jack couldn't get real come yet, just a little sticky, clear spot or two. But, make no mistake, you could tell he was getting his rocks off. Jack's eyes would squinch tightly shut, his upper lip would curl, and he huff like a steam engine in rapid series of pants. With Leona, I would whisper, "The boys are watching. Finger your pussy for them." She panted in time with her fingering. She'd ride her smooth ass on my covered cockhead. "Come, baby. Come for me," I breathed in her ear. She would clench her eyes and go stiff in my arms, giving gentle moans as she came. "Uhh ... Oh, Oh, Oh!" I knew she could feel my spasming cock as I grunted out a load of slimy sperm. I think Bobby was getting off on my orgasming as much as Leona's. He busted one as hard as ever at the sight. ---------- Well, we had a total of about six weeks of sex fun in March and April before it came to an end. I knew that our study group wouldn't meet beyond the end of May because the school year was coming to a close, but the sex ended a couple weeks sooner than that. Jack's mother called and said Jack was on restriction and wouldn't be coming any more. That was all she said. I wondered what had happened. When we met next, the girls were giggly and the Bobby looked sheepish. "Okay, what's up?" I asked. More giggles. Then Amanda said to Bobby, "Yeah, what's up?" "Shut up, Amanda!" Bobby angrily retorted. "Jack and Bobby ...," Leona chimed in. "Shut up!" "They got caught by Jack's dad ...," Amanda rejoined. "Shut up!" I put my foot down, "Okay, okay, enough is enough, no arguing. Bobby, tell me what happened." It took a bit to get the whole story, but it seems Bobby and Jack got caught in Jack's backyard playhouse, stark naked, jacking. But, not just jacking each other, but doing a neighbor's dog too! They both were on restriction, but Jack's parents were way more strict than Bobby's. Jack's dad took the belt to him right then and there and gave him a set of stripes he would never forget. I said that we better not do anymore "stuff" from now on as we could all get in trouble. And, after one more study session, school study only, that ended our sex experiments. I still get off to the memories. Copyright 2020. All Rights Reserved.