Date: Sat, 21 Feb 2009 17:45:40 -0800 (PST) From: LJ Subject: The three Ms chapter 8 (b/g first rom mast b/b pedo) Copyright 2009 by LJ; all rights reserved. This document may not be distributed for pay with out the consent of the author on any web site. This is a work of fiction depicting sexual acts between consenting preteen children. This material is protected under the first amendment to the constitution of the United States of America. If you are under age, the law says that I have to tell you to not read it. Write the word Flames in the subject if you are sending flames so I can get my medication out before reading. Disclaimer: If this material is illegal in your jurisdiction, stop reading before the law comes and kicks your door in. This is fiction, make believe, it did not happen. At least not when I was there; bummer. Comments for readers: I want to thank you for patiently waiting for yours truly to get his shit together and finish up what I started two years ago. I hope the last chapter does the waiting justice. What can I say, life, work, etc. and time got away from me, but at last here it is. The three Ms chapter 8 Story codes: b/g first rom b/b mast Chapter 8 "Where they go?" I ask trying to suppress a shiver of happiness. I am standing at the front door looking for Mike and Mitch, and Michelle has answered the door. "They had to go to the mall." She says smiling. I feel my knees weaken. She is about my height, with those stunning brown eyes of hers looking me in the face. From where I stand I can detect a hint of perfume either from the shower, or something else. I am instantly aware that I am blushing as I feel the heat touch my face. Her smile seems to widen. Inwardly I am asking myself if she suspects that I love her, that I want to reach out and hold her. "Want to come in and keep me company?" She asks, and this time my mouth drops wide open. No way she just said that. Like a robot I follow her into the house. Once in the house she walks to the living room where the TV is blurting out the news of the day. She points to the love seat and I automatically move to sit down on it. She turns and walks to the kitchen. As I listen to the TV and watch the full color images of the lasts rush hour traffic accident she returns with two cans of pop. She sets one down before me and quite naturally she sits down next to me on the love seat. She is wearing shorts as it is summer, and so am I. The moment she sits next to me her leg brushes against mine. I feel the electric contact and a swarm of butter-flies starts in my tummy. She is not looking at me. Rather, she is watching the scene on TV. Three times I start to say something, then the words dye out in my dry throat. I open the can of pop and take a few tentative sips trying to clear my throat. Then I almost spit a mouthful out all over the coffee table as Michelle turns to me and speaks. "I saw you and Mike playing the other day." She says it quietly, almost as if she were stating a natural occurrence. There is a cloud up there in the sky. She says it so neutrally that I am left with my mouth hanging open. Then her next question would always remain with me, and make me wonder just how she had become so mature at her age. "You like playing with girls too, or just boys?" She must have seen how close I was suddenly to tears because she suddenly sets her pop down and turning to me she reaches out and puts an arm around me. This was just too much. Even at ten I felt overwhelmed by the conflicting rush of feelings that were hitting me all at once. First her discovery of me and Mike, then her question about boys and girls, and then her arm around me. I honestly did not know whether to cry, laugh, get up and run out of there, or have an orgasm. "I won't tell, don't worry. But it looked like you two were having lots of fun." She whispers close to my ear. There is a time in one's life where the sexes don't matter. Where feelings about boys and girls are suddenly quite neutral. I suppose there are those who will make the transition from macho hating girls, to suddenly pussy crazy males in the blink of an eye. But I happen to believe perhaps do my experiences that there is a time where there is actual harmony between the sexes. A time when both seem attractive. Were our society different, perhaps things would work out differently and traumas would be avoided regarding this period. I was at that stage as I sat with Michelle's arm around me. I wanted, craved my friend's hard little cocks, and wanted to get into any boy's pants that I could with all possible speed. But I also felt the need to get into the panties of any willing girl. I wanted to fuck, to feel what all the big deal was about as grown ups talked about it. I also found her very desirable in a new kind of way. Her eyes, her hair, her mouth, even her flat chest. The way she smelled, the way she carried herself called to me. I wanted her to hug me, and I wanted to press my lips to hers in the worst way. I had only kissed Mike. Mitch despite being so horny and so demonstrative in his love had not wanted to kiss. I feel my face blush hot as Michelle smiles at me. "Don't worry about it. It is alright." She says. "If you want me and you can play for a while till they get back." No way, it could not be that fucking easy. Play? What did she want to play. She couldn't have meant sex with me while we waited, could she? "What do you want to play?" I ask, my voice catching in my throat. "We can go up to my room, and I can show you mine." She whispers. "You ever seen a girl naked?" "No." I manage to croak dryly. "I can show you if you want. That way you'll be able to tell Mitch all about touching a girl." She says smiling. "He is always saying how he touched this girl, or that, and I bet he doesn't even know how one looks." I wondered briefly if it was all to get one on Mitch. But that wouldn't make sense. She could just as easily get one of her friends to do it for her. I had seen her and Brenda talking and whispering together, so I knew she could get even Mitch's friends to do stuff just to piss him off. "You want to get back at Mitch?" I ask hoping that I wasn't about to blow my first and only chance to get into Michelle's panties. "No, I really want to see yours, and maybe play a little bit, you know to make each other feel good for a while. But he is kind of a dork, and it just irritates me when he starts blabbing to his friends, and to Mike how he fucked this girl, and how he felt up somebody when he doesn't even know what a girl looks like." "Why don't you show him?" I ask, then kick myself in the ass mentally. You stupid idiot, what even made me ask that question. "Ew! I wouldn't show that dork anything. Not even Mike. They are my brothers, and beside that they aren't cute like you." She says lowering her voice at the end. Again I blush and feel my heart stop and my cock lurch as she reaches out to grasp my hand in hers. "Anyway, they would tell everybody just as soon as they left me. And I know you would not tell, well, not about me anyway." Then she leans forward to move her face very close to mine. "So, want too?" She asks in my ear. Her smell is delicious. I don't know if she took a shower just prior to me coming or what, but her hair flails around my face as if it were a moving spider web, and just as it would, I am trapped. I feel lost within her smell. I don't know when I reached out for her and pulled her on to me. But the next thing I know is that I am kissing her. Kissing her as no ten year old boy knows how to kiss. I am panting, and my hands are cold with the adrenaline, yet I continue to kiss her perhaps instinctually knowing just how to do it. At the same time I am stroking her hair, her neck and her shoulders. I think that is when I gave myself away. Most boys would have just concentrated on the kiss, but I could not help letting my hands roam over her. I wanted to let her know that I have been lusting after her for a long time. I wanted to let her know with my touch that I loved her body, that she was my girl. And something must have worked because her little tongue is suddenly pushing its way into my mouth. It is sweet, with a hint of the pop she had been drinking. My cock may as well migrated to my tongue because I feel an orgasmic shiver as our tongues touch and start to play. For a long moment we hold our kiss, then she pulls away gently. "I think we better go up to my room." She says. "We are all blushing and horny looking. I don't want somebody to open the door and see us like that." Then she stands up and takes me by the hand. I follow her up the stairs, the TV droning on to itself behind us as we leave. We get into her room and she locks the door behind us. Then she takes me in her little arms and looks at me. "You are so cute." She whispers. "I been wanting to do this with you for so long, ever since the school year started." "No way, me too!" I say. Then we are again kissing this time putting all our emerging feelings into the kiss. "That feels so nice." She whispers as we pull apart. "I know, it really does." I say. We kiss again, and that is when I feel her little hand wondering down to my crotch. "Can I see it?" She asks quietly as I take a step back. I nod a bit shyly, but then deciding that I may just see hers. "I'll do it." She says, and reaches to grab my shorts. She pulls down at them slowly, but firmly. In a slow motion the base of my hard cock starts to appear and then as my shorts and undies are pulled together downward my ten-year-old cock springs upward and slaps my tummy. Michelle steps back with a stunned expression. "That is huge!" She cries out. "You are my age, how did it get so big?" That made me wonder despite my embarrassment if she had seen other boy's our age naked. But then she is coming over and grasping my four inches in her soft little hand. As she touches it, she looks up at me with an "Oh my god!" expression, as if she had a bar of gold in her hands. She licks her lips and then moves her little hands to my balls. My sac is contracted, I am feeling so horny. And her touch is making me shiver with pleasure. Just her touch alone is enough to make my little legs tremble as she explores my cock. I can hear myself panting as she touches me. From time to time Michelle looks up at my face and smiles realizing exactly how much power her touch has over me. "This is so big!" She says again as her little hands return to my cock. Like a blind girl she is exploring it as if trying to memorize every detail and shape of it with her fingers. Trying to decipher every secret of it by touch alone. I don't mind the attention by any means, but I do find it a bit thrilling to see somebody be so amazed at something I don't even pay attention too. Okay, I am ten-years-old, and I have a four inch dick. Yes I am probably one of the boys in my fifth grade class with the largest cock, but certainly not the only one in the elementary. There is Terry, he is eleven and his is my size. Then there is Phil, he is my age and he has probably as much as I do. And he already has fucked. To be worshiped thus by my biggest crush did wonders for my self esteem. Michelle lingers for a few minutes with her exploration, her little hands touching my balls as well, and showing a surprising amount of respect for them. She did not make the mistake of squeezing me painfully as I feared she might. "Can I see yours?" I ask as Michelle pulls back from me her little mouth open in a beautiful smile of naughtiness and fun. "Yeah, just let me get these off." She answers and reaches down to pull her t-shirt off. Like me she is wearing shorts and sandals it being summer. So she does not take too long in undressing for me. She stands only in her white cotton panties teasing me as I look at her in anticipation. She lifts a leg, then puts it down, then the other, showing the area where her camel toe would be. Then she turns around and bends forward slowly showing me her bubble butt. As she turns back to face me, she has a huge grin on her sweet face. Then she grasps her panties on either side of the elastic on her waist, and like a naughty little girl flashing somebody, she just yanks them down in one quick motion. They pool at her feet, and for a moment the little girl just stands there. Slowly, she lifts one foot, off and out of her panties, then the other. For a moment I wanted to ask her to let me undress her, but she is out of her clothes in a flash and displaying herself unashamedly before my wondering eyes. "Wow!" Its all I can say under my breath. She is every bit as pretty as I dreamed she would be. Standing five feet tall like myself, she has beautiful long hair down to her shoulders. Her sparkling eyes look at me accessing my reaction to her body. Her little mouth is smiling with a "I told you so" smile. Her little nipples are visibly standing out erect like two little pin heads on her otherwise flat chest. Her little tummy is likewise flat and smooth. Then hair pelvic area devoid completely of hair narrowing down into her little girlhood. As I look at her, she spreads her little legs to give me better access, but from where I stand there is not much too see. Immediately she must have realized this because she takes a step back and is letting herself lay down back on the bed, then she races her little legs spreading them to give me a better view. "My stuff is kind of hidden." She says smiling. Her little hands reach down and she pulls on her on either side of her pussy to open the lips of it. I look closer at her finding a little distended bump at the top. Downward, there seems to be quite a bit of wetness. She must have showered earlier because all I can smell is the new, yet distinctly unique scent of little girl arousal, fresh and sweet. "You can touch me if you want." She whispers, almost asking. I can see goose flesh on her upper arms as we look at each other. Her eyes never leaving my hard cock. I am also aware of something new. With Mitch and Mike I had felt horny alright, but this was something new. The feeling was more frantic, more ... almost violent in its intensity. I wanted to get my hands all over her, to touch her, to have her touch me, to fuck with me. "I never knew they got so big." She says and touches my cock again, her little hand making a fist around it and moving up and down very slowly a few times as if simulating intercourse. Then she lets go of me and leans back on the bed, once again letting me have full access to her charms. Her little slit glistens wetly as I look at it. Her lips were tight and not as puffy as they would become in later years when puberty came to her. Still, to my hungry gaze they looked good enough to kiss. Her fingers guide me to touch it, and then she concentrates my attention at the top of her increasingly dampening cunny. "That right there is where it feels the best." She whispers. "If I rub it around and around, I get the tickles like you and Mike did at the school. Then I stick a finger in down here, and move it in and out and that gives me a real good tingle." My fingers make their way downward to where she is holding one of her own. Then she makes way only to grasp my digit and push inward. I feel it plunge into a place of warmth and softness. The wetness out side is nothing compared with the slickness inside. As my finger moves deeper and deeper slowly as if sinking in a marsh, she gives out a little oh and her legs spread further apart. "That feels so good!" She exclaims under her breath. Her hands feel cold suddenly as she guides my finger into an slow but full in and out motion that lets my finger insert and pull out partially only to insert itself again into her little hole. Her little hips lift each time she pushes my finger into herself. I can feel her shake actually as her excitement increases. Then the muscles of her little hole are squeezing my finger again and again as she tests the strength of her inner walls. As she does this, her eyes close, and another little oh of pleasure escapes her sweet lips. At the same time, I can hear little sucking noises coming from her little pussy as my finger moves in and out. It is turning me on so much to hear that sound, knowing that my little cock may just replace my fingers. "Keep doing that." Michelle whispers with her eyes closed. Her little hands become more active guiding my own to work around her little valley. Her breath is starting to shorten, and little pants are starting to be made. Then her hips lift, sending my finger the deepest yet into her little hole, and she gives out a little cry. Her little hole starts to squeeze my finger from the base, then a spasm runs the length of it. Then smaller little jerky spasms go through the length of her tunnel. I can tell that her little pussy has gotten considerably wetter than it was a moment ago. Though when I look at her little clit it seems to have disappeared almost. Her hands stop all movement and just hold my hands to her as she gasps for breath. Then she pulls my hands away and gets up only to sit down next to me. I wait for her to recover her breath both of us sitting on the bed. Her orgasm was fascinating to me. I found myself eager to repeat the experience and make her cum even harder. "You want us to try fucking?" She asks sweetly as we sit on the bed. "Yeah." I answer quietly, my tummy doing flips. I am unable to believe my luck. My crush for the whole year is asking me if I want to have sex with her! "Okay, but we have to do it now before mom and the boys get back." She says, and moves on to the bed. Laying down she spreads her legs and smiles up at me. "Come on, I’ll show you how to do it." I scramble up on to the bed, and move so that I can place both knees between her spread legs. I wait there a moment taking in the situation. There we were, two naked ten-year-olds hot and horny about to fuck. My penis stands straight up in all of its four inch skinny length waiting to be inserted into her already very hot and quite lubricated wet vagina. Her legs spread on either side of me just waiting for me to lay on her and for me to stick my little boy cock into her. Both of us panting with the anticipation, with the excitement of knowing what is to come. Frozen in the moment, we just take the whole moment in. Two ten-year-old children about to fuck for the first time. A pair of horny and eager elementary schoolers about to screw. Two fifth graders about to make love. We can both smell the sent of our sex, of our childhood sexual excitement. I lean forward trying to aim my eager child cock into her aroused child pussy. Her hand guiding me into the right place. I go in dry, but Michelle's pussy is so wet that I need not worry. I am lubricated as I go. I don't know why she was not at all uncomfortable as I start to penetrate her. Later on she would tell me of experimenting with a brush handle at night. As we hold the position together, my four inches balls deep in her, we both seem to savor the same feelings. We did not know about cherry loss etc. so it was not a big deal that we were no longer virgins. But we sure knew that we were having our first fuck together, and that was super to us. We at the age of ten, still in elementary school were actually fucking for real, like grown ups. Our first attempts at moving together result in me slipping out with a lewd sounding wet pop from her little channel. And despite the erotic mood we feel, we both start to laugh. She helps me find my way back into her, and a moment later I am again enveloped in her delicious warmth and slickness. And as we hold each other, skin to skin, face to face, my huge ten-year-old cock in her balls deep, she suddenly gives out a gasp, then a loud cry. For a moment her little pussy grabs on to my dick furiously, then it gives a series of quick little jerky spasms all around the length of it at the same time as a fluid warmth bathes all of it. Michelle's eyes are glassy as eh cums just by the mere feeling of my cock stuffing her. That is when her little legs lift and wrap around my waist. It is she who after a moment of panting and shivering starts to urge me to make the motions of coitus. Guiding my pace so that we can both move together, her little feet pull and release, pull and release against my ass, at the same time as she pushes her hairless pelvis upward to join harder to me. Michelle's body feels hot beneath me. Slowly we are both rocking on the bed. Our naked ten-year-old skin is rubbing together even as my four inches of boy cock are slipping deeply in and out of her deliciously and very wet child twat. She is panting with that so special panting that only a preteen little girl can vocalize. "Am I doing it right Michelle?" I ask. It may sound odd that a boy my age would be worried about anything other than just getting off, but for some reason, her complements, and her response to the way I was moving with her made me want to ask. I was feeling so good that I wanted to reciprocate and give her the best feelings I could. Unlike with the boys, it was just a case of just put it in and hurry up and get your tickles, and we did not expect too much pleasure to the one being fucked as we would trade places afterward. But with her is was something else just do to the fact that she did not have the equipment I had. Thus, it was a new world. A new plane to explore. Okay, I did want Mike to feel good when I fucked him, but this was different. Michelle had become my hard throb; my dream. And given the war that most grade-school kids go through with boy against girl, it just made everything magic to me as I lay on Michelle, my four inches of horny ten-year-old boy moving in and out over and over in that so slow and maddeningly sweet motion that gave me so much pleasure. "Yes, so good, so sweet! Deeper, deeper!" She cries out to our strokes. Her little legs are wrapped around my waist urging me to pump harder and deeper into her. The so sweet scent of her young pussy fills my nostrils. I am almost shaking with the desire, the incredible feeling of sweet fulfillment. I am finally fucking Michelle, my fifth grade sweet heart. She is my childhood sweet heart and she is wanting me to fuck her good. And so I do, I concentrate on feeding her all of my four inches the deepest our kissing hairless pelvises will allow them to plunge into her. In and out, in and out, in out, in out, in out. I let my penis go slipping as if through butter as her little pussy sucks and grabs on to my ten-year-old boy meat. As we start to move faster, the bed squeaks quietly beneath us with a tiny creak that can certainly tell of our activities. It serves to enhance my feeling of lust for her. To enhance the experience of fully being plugged and joined to Michelle. Beneath me, she is panting, moaning, and crying out with such sweet sounding musical sounds that my cock jumps in her. The cheer joy of being in her, of being plugged into my ten-year-old girl friend makes it so good. And at the same time so very naughty. Our little bodies betraying the so uncharacteristic sexual act we are performing together on her little bed. "Yeah, oh so good! It is jumping in me so nice! OH it is so yummy!" She exclaims. "deeper, deeper! OH it is so, so big!" "We are only ten and we are screwing!" The beauty of childhood is that the feelings are so new. And Michelle is very vocal about it, something that would do wonders for my little ego. "I can't believe we are doing it! It feels so good! You are the hottest boy in the whole school! You are the hottest boy in the whole world!" "Oo yes!" Hairless pelvises clap and smack together as ten-year-old boy and girl sex takes place on the little bed. A meaty sounding thin slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap to our motions of child coitus . Lewd sounding squelching noises sound out as fifth grade children's genitals couple fully and wetly. A constant and rhythmic slurp suck slurp suck slurp suck slurp suck slurp suck slurp suck As we move, her very wet little pussy ripples and suckles as a baby would on a pacifier. I can feel it all around my kid dick. The tightness of her rippling channel makes my penis feel every little ridge and ring of sweetly squeezing muscle as my dick goes in and out. Each little ripple, each shift of muscles and lubrication within it as my shafting of her displaces air and fluids. I can also hear it. Sweet and very lewd sounds are starting to be produced by Michelle's little pussy as all of its wetness is frothed and sloshed with my pistoning dick. The deliciously sounding slurp it makes each time my cock plunges in, and the lewd suck noise it makes as I withdraw make me delirious with lust. And at times, on our in stroke, her little pussy gives out a farting like sound as air is forced out with the fluid motions of our childhood fuck. And because of our child size genitals, the sound is higher pitched, something I would always remember and recall each time I would watch a porn particularly one with very hot wet fucks. Their wet sounds reminding me of my first fuck with Michelle and how our child genitals had sounded in contrast to the grown ups. "Don't stop, please, it is feeling so, so! good!" She cries out. "Deeper, deeper!" "OH god yes!" Never will I forget those little girl sounds, those words uttered by such a girlish, childish little voice from my ten-year-old sweet heart as I make love to her. Her little legs draped around my pumping ass to pull harder at me to feed her as much as I can of my ten-year-old cock. I don't even recognize myself as making the noises I am making. I am moaning and crying out in an way I have never done so do to the overwhelming passion I am feeling. My ten-year-old brain overloading with the extreme pleasure I am feeling. My balls are tightly drawn and slapping against her little ass, and getting drenched by her overly lubricating little pussy emissions on each in stroke. I am feeling so incredibly naughty as I fuck my little play mate. We are doing it, we are doing the nasty and we are only ten-years-old. To be naked with her is over the top, but to be actually plunging my little cock in and out of her is magic. The so sweet massage of her little drenched channel all around and against my cock makes me tremble. I have never felt something so delicious in my life. I keep feeding her my four inches of boy meat again and again, shivering with the caress of her wetness. I feel like crying out with my feeling of joy, of delight. Over and over the so erotically revealing and amazing sounds of preteen coitus, of children in elementary school fucking each other's brains out sounds out to our actions. And they seem to get naughtier and lewder as time goes on and we draw nearer to our climax. Michelle's little pussy lubricates more with her excitement and need as I fuck her. I find it increasingly looser, and a few times I have to watch myself so I don't slip all the way out of her when her little pussy ripples hard. IT tends to give my cock a hard squeeze, then it loosens and that is when I almost pull out. Then each time I push in trying to compensate, her little wet hole makes a little farting sound. We are moving fast and hard enough now that our hairless pelvises are starting to clap with a naughty sounding thin and dull clap, clap, clap, clap, clap. The so erotic and simply lewd sounding smack which only the hairless, tender skin of two horny young children screwing produces. Added to that are the very naughty sounds the bed springs squeaking make to our child fuck motions. She has a very squeaky little bed, and the springs creak with a very low pitch grown that is so constant and clear that one could definitely no longer mistake it for kids jumping on the bed. Only adults in the middle of a grand fuck usually make that sound come from the bed. I am still into tether ball, and hide and go seek. Still only ten-years-old. My over sized child cock, all four inches of it experiencing things that no child my age normally does. And her, also only ten, still into her dolls, and even perhaps t sets, yet moaning, and panting with real pleasure as she fucks against me, meeting my strokes with her own body. I shaft her over and over, letting go completely and wanting to be as deep into her as I can, my four inches drilling into her wet and tight little pussy. As we start to pump at top speed, the head board of Michelle’s bed starts to hit the wall with a very precise beat which matches our strokes. Over and over, the insistent thump, thump, thump, thump, thump resonating through out the upstairs area no doubt. And even so I can still hear the so erotic and lewd slurp suck slurp suck slurp suck slurp suck slurp suck sound of our ten-year-old genitals fully coupling and sending bliss through us. "I love this Michelle, I love it." I cry out. "OH Michelle, Michelle, Michelle!" My grunt and subsequent cry of pleasure is only just first before her squeal of sudden release. My toes curl then straighten out as I try to join to her, to make my cock go the deepest yet with each stroke as my tickles hit me with full force. The stimulation of her young twat makes me squeal, then cry out in very high pitch childish sounds as I cum. As my orgasm hits me, I can feel Michelle redoubling the effort to impale her pussy as much on my turgid young cock just as I feel a sudden explosion of warmth bathing my whole cock and spreading out to drench my little ball sac as she cums. So sexually aroused she is that despite her young age she is already able to climax with such strength that she is even able to gush her orgasm. Her little tunnel of love becomes a rippling, contracting, and expanding little tube which squeezes all around me over and over, augmenting my own pleasure as it milks and pulls at my cock. Had she had her hands free, I have no doubt she had pounded her little fists against the bed as she came. But she was trying to do her best to hang on to me for dear life as my own orgasm made me cry out louder than I meant too. Then again I was not alone. Our childish voices join and yell our bliss for all to hear. So strong our orgasm is, and as I would later find out so huge a stroke of luck it was that we both were able to share it together, almost at the same time. For the few seconds we came I was lost in her movements, in her pleasure, in my pleasure. In the sharing of our bodies. She is letting me use her body for my pleasure, and I am letting her use mine for hers. Even at such a young age I was able to grasp the concept. I am lost in the scent of her hair, her breath, the smell of our sex, the feeling of the clasping of her cunny around my spasming little cock, and the sounds are little genitals are producing as we fuck. Her legs squeezing me and her little body trying to mold itself around and into mine. The sound of our panting which filters its way into my pleasure filled brain, as do the very naughty squelching sounds our climaxing little genitals are producing. And my little boy cock jumps and jumps in her, almost twitching in the intensity of my child dry orgasm. As we start the inevitable process of slowing down even as we cum, the bed is squeaking with a sudden loud and very erotic sounding grown to each stroke that truly sounds nasty as it is a pair of young children who are making it sound thus. And the sudden extra lubrication from Michelle's little pussy as my kid cock moves in and out get truly obscene. I would later reflect as an adult on it and realize that we could have made millions easy just with the afternoon's activities from the time I came into her house until then if we videoed them. Michelle and I are drenched in sweat, and panting with our delicious exertion. Sweet and small little pants escape our mouths as we try to catch our breath still holding on to each other. "OH man!" I exclaim. "That felt so, so good!" "I know." Michelle answers beneath me, still panting hard. I try to shift so that I can move off of her, but she squeezes me suddenly preventing me from moving. "Stay like that for a minute." She says. "Okay." I say, though I am feeling sweaty and need to pee. However the feeling of her little body molded to mine is wonderful. My cock has remained somewhat hard in her so that I can feel her little pussy squeeze it as if trying to make sure it is still there. We are absolutely drenched from our tummies down to our thighs with sweat and child fuck fluids. I wondered if we would make it cleaning up in time to avoid her parents and the boys when they came back. Then Michelle gives me another kiss and lets go. "I guess we better get up before my parents get back." She says. I shift and pull out of her little pussy, my cock popping out with a wet kissing sound. I am feeling giddy and giggly oddly enough and I can tell that Michelle is still out of it. As soon as her feet hit the floor I can't resist and I rush to her and hug her. That I think was when we sealed our fait. She would later tell me that most boys would have just said thanks and left. I wanted to stay with Michelle and fuck some more, but her parents would be back soon, and as eh very wisely put it, "we did not want Mike or Mitch to talk." I give her a hug and a kiss that she holds with me for almost a full minute. Then she lets go of me and we dress. Back out on the living room I finish my soda, and taking my new girl friend's hand in mine, I kiss her one last time. I feel as if I am glowing. My heart feels proud as I leave, though also sad at not being able to stay with do it again. I walk home with my head high feeling ten feet tall. ******** Epilogue Michelle and I married on the week I graduated college. She had to still do another year do to her teaching credential, so I started work as an accountant. I was very fortunate to have help from my uncle who owned his own firm and needed help. Mike became a teacher as well, not surprisingly of PE. his preference remained with boys all the way through. Mitch, well Mitch is still Mitch. Like me, he swings both ways. And thanks to him me and Michelle came to an agreement. If I wanted a guy, I had to share, no sneaking around, and no secret. Both or none. And that suits me just fine. Early on she had found about me and her brothers any way, so it did not bothered her. And we did continue to play around all through our teens. I baptized Mitch's tonsils with my first load right after I turned eleven and a half. We were screwing around and he was giving me a blow job while we waited for it to stop raining. Suddenly I felt a tickle in my balls that I never felt before and boom. It was not a big load (probably), I never did see it. And it must have been yummy because Mitch swallowed with out a problem. That was the first and only time he kissed me on the lips. He came up after I was done and just plopped me one so I could taste my first load. And that was what got me to like the taste. I returned the favor, and soon took my first load down, and felt stupid for not having swallowed before. Mike shot his first load during a circle jerk we were having with Nick and Dan, and Phil. He was almost 13 by that time, and his cock was four inches. As he pounded away, we all watched and started clapping a s a clear watery spurt shot out quickly followed by a dribble all over his hand. Right after, I had to taste it, so I had his second load that night as I slept over. Nick was a late starter, and he looked like a ten year old up till he was almost 14. Cool with me because I learned to love his little almost four incher. Dan the man o the other hand had his first ejaculation at ten and a half. By then his cock had grown almost a full inch and he was close to five sweet inches. And as much as I loved doing stuff with Mike and Mitch when Michelle was not around, I kind of became Dan's fuck toy. The fact that he was so much younger than me and was so well equipped was such a major turn on for me. Oddly he did not start to get hair till he turn eleven. As soon as he started to shoot, I got even more addicted to his cock, and tried my best to fuck with him as we could. There was just such a magic feeling to feel him start to twitch and jump in my as, and to suddenly feel the powerful squirts of boy milk filling me and flooding me. And boy could he flood the place. Only three months after his first load, his cum had changed color and thickness and was full blow geyser, well geysers. Out of all of us he could shoot the most, and probably still can. He decided after a while that he wanted pussy though, and became a manly man. And as one would expect, he actually became a boxer. Fortunately that did not happen till mid way through high school, so I had my fill of him. Nick Married and left over seas with the military. Sadly I don't know if he is still in to guys. Around the time he turned 17 Dan was having his change of heart, and we started to drift apart. Though I still talk to Dan, its more of a casual talk, and a drink, after all I do his accounting and taxes for him. Michelle was a blessing to me. She did not start her periods until after she was 13, and so we did not need to worry about pregnancy till then. By then we had almost been caught by her mom during one of the sleep overs, and to be safe she got put on the pill. That had been a scary one. I was on top of Michelle after Mike went to sleep, and was fucking her on the floor to prevent the squeaking of the bed. We were 12 and a half, and I was five inches deep in her noisy and sloppy little cunny, fucking her so hard that we were making smacking sounds. As much as we tried too, it was difficult to keep our pleasure quiet. Then when she came, her pussy got so wet inside that it started making very loud slurp sounds. I think mom heard that from the hallway as she went by. The speed was to slow for masturbation, and the sound was unmistakably the sound of a grand fuck taking place between to uninhibited preteens. I came with a gush and flooded her hard and quick. And that is when we heard the sound from outside the door. I was up and dressed so fast I probably looked like Clark Kent when he transformed into his super hero persona. When I stepped out of the room there was nobody there, but the next morning mom pulled Michelle aside and had a chat with her. As I said, they were very different and open, so I was not banned from the place, and continued to visit and stay nights. We did not became open about our relationship till high school, and by then it was impossible to hide. Michelle teaches elementary ed, and though we have no kids of our own do to our life style, I dare say our love is as strong as it was when we first fucked at the age of ten. Thus the three MS became part of my family. THE END **** Other stories published in nifty: All in gay young friends John's Cousin, Josh for Christmas, Birthday boys, The dare.