Two Cities, Worlds Apart
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This story was actually the first erotic story I ever wrote. It has been heavily edited and rewritten multiple times. I hope it is fit for public consumption.
Part 2 contains bisexual incest.
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June 1968
The next Friday, was 5 weeks after Armando was killed. I came home from school planning to go to Pastor Jim's and hopefully see Karen, but saw Uncle John's car in front of our apartment building. It had a U-Haul trailer on the back. There were some large boxes, some bed frames and mattresses, a couple of our decent pieces of furniture and some suitcases in it. I went inside and the apartment was mostly empty just our junky, broken down, worn-out furniture. Mom and Uncle John were packing a few last items. All my stuff from my room was already packed.
I stood there looking really confused. Mom said, "We're moving. I'm done with the city. Armando was the last straw. We're going home." I had no idea where we were going and I figured it wasn't the time to ask. Uncle John drove, Mom sat in front and the three of us climbed in the back seat. We stopped at our school, and even though school wouldn't be over for another week, Mom returned our books and picked up our report cards and other paperwork. She got back in the car and said, "Let's go." Looking at my grades for this year, I was pretty happy.
We drove out of town. I never saw or heard from Pastor Jim of Karen again.
We drove until time for dinner, then quickly were back on the road. Late that evening we stopped at a roadside motel in Altoona, PA for the night. Mom and Uncle John shared one bed while David, Lisa and I took the other. After we went to bed, David was sobbing softly. "What's happening Mikey?" Normally I would have punched him in the arm for calling me Mikey, instead I held him close telling him everything would be OK. I slid my hand down and slowly rubbed his penis through his pajamas and we fell asleep.
We drove the whole day Saturday only stopping for meals, rest stops and gas. Mom said we were crossing the Mississippi River, but it was dark and all we could see was a bridge. We stopped in another motel that night in Eureka, Missouri. For Sunday breakfast we ate in the hotel coffee shop and mom let us order pancakes instead of cereal. Just before noon we were approaching a small town and Mom said "Welcome home, everyone. This is the town where I was born!"
We were in Washburn, Missouri. We drove through town, it wasn't much of a town, a theatre, a couple of churches, a hardware store, a grocery store, a Dollar General, 2 gas stations, a beauty parlor/barber shop, and a few other businesses along with some boarded up buildings. Mom pointed out the doctor's office where she would be working as a receptionist and doctor's assistant. I asked where the school was like I was suddenly interested in my education. Mom said it was in Seligman, the next town south of us and we would be taking a bus to school. We were quickly through town and on the outskirts when Uncle John turned into a dirt driveway. We pull up in front a good size two story house. I asked if this was our new house but Mom said "No, this is your Gramma and Grampa's house. We haven't seen them for a couple years since they visited us at Christmas."
We pulled around the house and there was a large barn in the back. Off to the side, was a small house. Mom called it a guest house. Grampa and Gramma met us there and helped get our stuff inside. It had had a decent size living room. There was already some furniture, much nicer that what we left behind. There was a kitchen with a dinette and three bedrooms. Mom and Lisa got the larger bedroom, and David and I each got our own rooms, but they were small, not much bigger than our twin bed, dresser and desk. The bathroom was small too, barely room for a toilet, a sink and a small shower stall, no tub. I could see that aspect of my life was changing dramatically.
We unpacked the trailer and moved the rest of our stuff inside. Uncle John had to get back to work so he left, headed back to the city, and we settled into our new home. The cardboard box that contained the entirety of my personal possessions was in the middle of my bed. I unpacked it putting things in my closet or my dresser or my desk. I dug through my treasure box and everything was still there.
The first night in our new house, we were all in bed in our new rooms and there was a light knock at my open door. It was David, he wanted to sleep with me, and I let him crawl in. Our world had been turned upside down and sleeping together made it feel better We laid there facing each other. After a few minutes of just looking at each other, his hand reached out and slid down my tummy into my underpants. I smiled at him and took my pants down for him. I wasn't hard, but as he worked his fingers up and down my penis he took care of that. I reached over for the tissues for what I knew was coming. And I did.
After I finished, I scooted down under the sheet and pulled on his pajama bottoms. He raised his butt off the bed, and I pulled them down past his knees. I leaned over him and took his soft penis in my mouth. I sucked softly and moved my lips up and down. His penis got firm. I continued for a few minutes till he lost the firmness. I guess he liked it but at just over 11, he still didn't have a climax.
To this day I still think of Pastor Jim often and our time together. And of course, Karen.
June, 1968
Out behind the barn was a large wooded area with a creek. Grampa said it was about 10 acres. We could go out any time we wanted and never had to worry about gangs again.
Mom had started her new job at the doctor's office and Gramma took David and me down to the creek our first time. We followed the remnants of an old overgrown trail that led into the woods and down to the creek. We arrived at a spot where the creek widened out and there was a flat partially grassy area with less trees than the rest of the woods. She handed each of us a towel and said we could leave them down here for next time. We should just hang them on a tree branch.
She explained the she would ring the triangle on the back porch when it was time to eat. We would have 15 minutes to dry off, get dressed, get up to the house, and get washed up.
"Any questions?" She asked. We stared back at her. "Well what are you waiting for?"
"Uh, Gramma, we didn't bring our swim suits."
"You don't need suits down here, there's nobody watching you. Just pretend you're getting in the bathtub. You can put your clothes anywhere."
She stood there waiting. David moved first taking off his shirt. I followed his lead. As we took our pants off, Gramma turned and headed back to the house. "15 minutes when you hear the bell." We watched her till she was out of sight. I took off my underwear and got in the water up to my knees.
I'd turned back looking at David standing there in is underpants. I encouraged him to join me. "I already know what you look like naked!" He pulled his underpants off and waded in. This was the first time either of us had been naked in the outdoors, except that time when I ran from the house to Pastor Jim's garage.
Later, in the water, I asked David a question (that I already knew the answer). "What's the longest time you've ever been naked?"
He thought about it a few minutes and replied "Overnight."
"When did you do that?"
"Our first night here. Remember, I came and got in bed with you and you pulled my pajamas down. I didn't pull them up till the next morning"
"That doesn't count. You weren't completely naked, you still had clothes on."
"Well, then... probably an hour at bath time. What's your longest time smarty-pants?"
"38 hours!"
"Whoa, when could you have been naked that long?
"It was the weekend before we moved. Remember I was at Pastor Jim's Friday night through Sunday morning? Pastor Jim lets me go naked at his house."
"Was he naked too?"
"Just some of the time" which was the truth.
So, you've been naked around an hour now, you want to try for a two hour record?
"Sure, this is fun."
"Ok, help me build a damn across the creek to make the swimming-hole water deeper. 3 hours later, Gramma rang the dinner bell. We got dressed and ran for the big house. David's record was now 4 hours.
We go out there every day to go swimming, catch lizards, frogs, and an occasional snake. Grampa said they were milk snakes.
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We spent a lot of time in the woods but we always came back to the big house for meals. After eating, Grampa usually had some chores for us before releasing us back into the woods. When we finally got back to the house, it was usually dark.
Finally, one day we asked Grampa if we could camp out in the woods.
He took us out to the barn where he dug out an old tent and a few other items and we took off into the woods to set it up. Grampa said he knew just the perfect place.
"There is a small clearing just off the path, not far from the stream, perfect for your campsite." We found the spot and we had to clear some branches and small trees that had grown up over the past 10 years. We helped him set up the tent. It was a square tent about 8 across. It had a heavy cross pole at the front held up by two side poles, making the front about 6 feet high. The whole front was open, but there was a big flap that could be used as a door, or raised and gave us a porch roof. From the cross pole the top tapered down to a wall at the back about 2 feet high. The sides and the back go straight down and were staked to the ground by big wood pegs with a point on one end. There were a bunch of ropes too, one off each side from the top pole and three off the back. Grampa showed us how to place the ropes so the tent would stand on its own and keep everything taught. That was a new word for me, he said it was an old term for tight. He even taught me how to tie a taught line hitch. It's a knot that's adjustable, but still holds everything taught. The last two ropes went from the front of the porch corners out to a couple trees. Grampa put a nail in each tree so the ropes could be slipped off quickly if it rained. (If you still can't imagine the tent from my description, use Google images and search for `baker tent', you'll get the idea).
We stood back and admired our accomplishment, "We'll have to let this thing air out for a couple days, it's pretty musty after being folded up in the barn for 10 years. And as it warms up in the sun, it will stretch some, so you'll need to adjust the ropes. He had brought a couple rags that he tore into strips and we tied them to the ropes, so we wouldn't trip over them at night.
Then he gave me a shovel and told me to dig a latrine.
"What's a latrine?"
"It a hole to poop in."
I started digging and Grampa stopped me. "Hold on sport. Do you really want a hole with poop in it right off your front porch?"
"Oh, yeah, guess not."
"Try behind the tent, but not too far away either. You don't want to have to walk too far in the middle of the night. Find somewhere next to a tree where you won't accidently step in it."
"Ooh, that's disgusting Grampa."
"No, disgusting would be to trip and fall into the hole head first!"
As I dug a hole about 12" deep out behind the tent, Grampa and David went about spreading a tarp inside the tent as a floor, then laid out the sleeping bags.
He hung a kerosene lantern in the tree above the latrine and another in the tree right outside the tent opening. He showed me how to light it using a match from a waterproof container, and how to adjust the flame. He suggested we keep the toilet paper in the tent so it wouldn't get rained on.
Our camp wasn't very far into the woods but you still couldn't even see the barn. It was like being in the wilderness. David and I camped there almost every night. We only took the barest of supplies; toothbrushes and paste, toilet paper, a tube of first aid cream and a few band aids for scratches, a cup we shared, sunscreen, and our favorite pen. We never took any extra clothes. The nights were usually warm so we left the front of the tent open and slept on top of the open sleeping bags under sheets.
At first, when we got out of the water, we usually put our clothes back on. But as we got more comfortable with it, we found we didn't have to do that. I started laying out on my towel on the beach (the grassy area by the creek) with nothing on. Then one day I walked up to the latrine and back naked. As I did more and more without putting on clothes, so did David. One day I suggested we go explore the rest of the woods, and I just took off. He followed along, we were wearing only our shoes. We explored most of the 10 acres. David and I were both becoming comfortable with our bodies and the feeling of freedom that comes with being naked. Well almost naked, we still wore flip-flops or shoes on our hikes. David's record for being naked went from 4 hours to about 12 hours after we started sleeping in the tent naked. Clothes were no longer even taken to the creek, we just left them in the tent all day. But we still had to dress to go up for meals.
We camped out all summer. Only when the weather looked threatening did we stay overnight in the house. Though there was this one night. The stars were all out when we went to bed, but in the middle of the night a storm front went through. We were both soundly asleep when we were jolted awake by a deafening clap of thunder that shook the ground. I remember opening my eyes and it as bright as the middle of the day. I could feel the hair on my head standing up.
David and I tore out of that tent in a pouring rain running to the house as best we could, up the path that had already turned to a small stream. We hadn't even considered stopping to put on any clothes.
We reach the front door of the guest house just as mom was opening the door. Gramma and Grampa flew out of the kitchen door moments later and joined us in our living room. David and I stood there shaking, not because we were cold and wet, but out of fear. That was the most scared I'd ever been in my life. We huddled in the middle of the room till David and I stopped shivering. Gramma went in our room and brought us robes to put on and towels to dry us off.
Grampa put on his slicker and went down to the tent and closed it up for us. Mom made us hot chocolate and we sat around the kitchen table reliving the survival of the lightning strike.
Lightning rods are there for a reason, the one on Grampa's barn had done its job, drawing the lighting to the tall metal pole atop the barn, giving the electricity a safe path into the ground. It was only about a hundred yards from where David and I were asleep.
Grampa came back to the kitchen. He reported no damage to the tent and only a little wetness on the ends of the sleeping bags. We slept in the house that night, by the next night, we were back in the tent.
Rain is actually nice at night, if it's just rain without all the thunder and lightning. The gentle sound of the rain on the heavy canvass will put you to sleep almost as well as a good orgasm. But one, done while the other is happening, guarantees you'll fall asleep quickly.
It was in the tent, when David had his first climax. I was sucking on his penis. He didn't say anything, but I could feel how his body reacted. It was a little one, but then he was just a few months past his 11th birthday.
We didn't always play around together. Sometimes at night I would just lay there and masturbate next to David. When I ejaculated like this, I used an old pill bottle to catch the semen, then I would drink it slowly.
When the opportunities arose, I taught David more of the things Robert, Jesse, Pastor Jim and Karen taught me. One day as he was enjoying me sucking on his penis, I told him if he wanted me to continue sucking him, he would have to return the favor and to suck on mine. He said OK and after he had one of his little dry climaxes and his penis softened, I told him it was my turn. We traded places with me laying on my back and David laying on his stomach between my legs. I leaned forward supporting myself on my elbows so I could watch. He knew at the end, I squirted semen because he had seen me masturbate many times. So as he was sucking on me, I explained that at the end, when I ejaculated, he should just swallow the semen because it was really good for you with proteins and minerals that made you stronger. I told him it was better for you than the vitamins we took at breakfast. David said a quick "OK" and resumed sucking. When I ejaculated, I pushed his head down on me so I was all the way in and the semen went in the back of his throat. He sucked the last few dribbles out of me and could now taste and feel it. He swallowed it all. With David around, I never had to use tissues again.
Summer 1968
One day at lunch, Gramma told us we were taking Lisa with us so she could go swimming too.
"But Gramma!"
"No buts about it. You're taking her with you. There's a towel on the counter for her."
"But we don't wear..."
"She knows what you wear swimming – just like in the bathtub. It was good enough for your Mom and your Uncle. It will be good for the three of you!"
"Be sure to bring her with you when you come back for dinner!" She called out after us.
We headed back down to our camp. She seemed really excited and wanted to hurry. She ran ahead. When David and I arrived at the camp, Lisa was already in the tent and had taken off all her clothes. She had only worn a top and shorts, not even any undies. "Come on. Let's go!"
Don't you want the tour of camp?
"OK, sure. Show me the camp.
So I showed her around. I showed her where we got our drinking water which was upstream from the swimming hole so it was OK to pee in the swimming hole, but not OK to poop. If you have to poop, I showed her where the toilet paper and the latrine was and how to use it. David caught up with us at this point. He had undressed while I was showing her around. I was the only one not naked. So I quickly stripped out my clothes when we arrived back at the tent and walked together down to the creek.
We played in the water most of the afternoon. At times Lisa would throw out her towel in a sunny spot and lay out for a while. One time David was on the bank trying to catch a frog. He had one of those naturally occurring erections that boys get. Lisa was watching him trying to catch the frog. I know she saw his penis sticking out plain as day, but it didn't seem to bother her. She seemed more interested in the poor frog that she thought David might hurt.
We showed her where the frogs were and where the milk snakes lived. During the afternoon, David and I had erections, she saw them and didn't react one way or another. To all of us, this was our new normal.
The dinner bell rang. We grabbed out towels and ran back to camp to get dressed. Lisa got done first since she only had a shirt and shorts. We headed up to dinner.
After about 3 or 4 afternoons of swimming with us Lisa announced at dinner that she wanted to camp out with us too. "I'm 10 and I can camp just as good as they can."
I had no legitimate argument not to let her, I certainly couldn't complain that she would interfere with David and I fucking. So I said Ok by me. Grampa said he would dig out another sleeping bag and leave it by the corner of the barn, and Gramma got us another sheet.
After dinner we took the new sheet and Lisa's toothbrush and headed back to camp. It was only twilight, so we tossed our clothes and headed back into the stream. We played in the water till it was almost too dark to see. Without getting dressed, I went up to the barn to get the sleeping bag Grampa put out for Lisa.
When I got back to the tent, I lit the lanterns and we got ready for bed. I showed Lisa how we got a cup of water from the stream and went over to the latrine to brush our teeth. David and I folded our towels into pillows and Lisa followed our example. Lisa asked what she should wear to bed. David said, "You're already wearing it – nothing." Well said David.
We laid out the new bag and tucked our sheets in at the bottom. I was now sleeping in the middle with one of them on either side. I told Lisa that if she needed anything during the night, she could wake me.
We settled in and soon Lisa's breathing became slow and regular, she was asleep. David was still awake and I whispered "You want it?"
He said "I've been waiting all afternoon", and I slithered down under the sheets to where I could reach him. I took his penis between my lips and began to softly suck on him. His penis became erect and soon he climaxed.
I moved my head back up to my pillow and checked on Lisa – still asleep. I whispered, "My turn."
David moved down and found my already erect penis. Taking it into his mouth he began the up and down movements while sucking. I ejaculated. He sucked out the last dribbles and came back to his pillow and we fell asleep for the night.
July 1968
One day in July I took along my jar of Vaseline to our camp in the woods. Lisa wasn't with us that night.
That night in our tent, I had David face down and was using the marking pen in his anus.
I used the same line Robert used: "Do you want me to go further?"
"What do you mean?"
I told him, "Instead of the pen, I'm going to use my penis."
I dipped my finger in the Vaseline and pushed it in his anus. I told him his anus was a little too small, but I could stretch it and everything would be OK. I used everything Robert taught me, using all the same anus stretching techniques, except I only used two fingers to stretch him enough to put my little penis in. I just used plenty of Vaseline and it worked great.
When he was ready, I told him, "You're stretched enough, ready for me?" He said "Yeah!"
I took my fingers out and pulled his cheeks apart and pressed my penis against his anus and leaned forward, it immediately slipped all the way in. I didn't need to be slow or careful at all. I probably didn't even need to stretch his anus at all. I leaned forward and laid on his back with my penis fully inside him. I guess my penis is thinner than I thought.
I asked, "You OK"
He said "Yeah!"
"Does anything hurt?"
"Heck no, it feels good."
This feeling was greatest feeling I'd ever felt before, his anus gripping my penis and the warmth of his butt enveloping me. I got 2 pelvic thrusts in then one final forceful thrust and then came the explosions and fireworks. Oh the wonderful feeling as I squirted my 3 watery pulses of immature sperm in David's butt. I laid still savoring the moment and the feeling of being drained, my penis still inside him. It got soft, but didn't pull out. I tried doing more thrusts to see if I could have a second orgasm, but my penis would not cooperate and flopped out completely soft.
I got up off his back and laid next to him to recover. I could now understand why Jesse and Robert like doing anal sex so much. Way better than your hand or even a mouth! He got up and sat on my stomach. "That was pretty cool. I could feel it when you squirted into me at the end. It felt really warm."
I look down and his penis which was rock hard. I asked "You want me to take care of that?" Looking directly at his penis.
Of course he did. But instead of using my mouth like I usually did I reached up and took his penis with my fingers moving them up and down. This was the first time he ever let me masturbate him with my fingers for more than a few seconds before making me stop. I continued for about a minute until I felt him really tense up especially his butt and then suddenly relax. That was definitely an orgasm.
"That felt pretty good, didn't it?"
"Yeah, that was great."
"You just had an orgasm. Has that ever happened before?"
"I've had some little ones before that felt like tickles but not like that! That was intense."
"I think you're getting closer to having orgasms like me where you squirt sperm at the end."
David liked having orgasms. He liked them a lot and would masturbate himself or have me help him several time a day. When he let me use his butt, I would give him a two for one deal, I'd masturbate him then suck him off back-to-back.
As long as Lisa wasn't around we would do it anytime and anywhere. In the creek, out hiking, it didn't matter.
I left the Vaseline jar in the tent, but I hid it under the floor tarp so we would have it when we needed. We had learned that all I needed to do was put a little bit on his anus and some just on the tip of my penis. No stretching was required. We found that a good glob of spit drooled on his butt worked almost as well. David would let me have anal sex with him any time I wanted, he was always willing. After I finished in him, I would masturbate him and suck him to an orgasm.
Over the summer we experimented with different ways to have anal sex. We just had to wait till Lisa wasn't with us.
We started with the normal way which Robert taught me.
We tried with David on his back with his knees pulled up with me between his legs. But I would have to pull him up toward me. This didn't work well, I had trouble getting in him and he would slide off me.
We tried with David on his knees and his face on a folded up towel, with me on my knees behind him. That worked pretty good.
We tried with me on my back and David bouncing up and down on me. He could face me or turn around and face backward. He did it both ways. This was his favorite way. I think he just liked to bounce on top.
My favorite way was David on his hands and knees with me entering from the rear. We could do this one standing too with David leaning over something. I got inside him really good this way.
We did it anywhere in the woods we wanted. In the swimming hole was our favorite place. There was one large rock right next to the stream that David would stand in the water with his legs apart. He would move forward till he could lay on the rock. He was at the right height and the right angle for me to stand in the water behind him and enter him.
July 1968
Over the summer Grampa started building on to our small house. One of my chores sometimes was to be his assistant. First he enlarged our two bedrooms. Next he added a forth bedroom and expanded Mom's bedroom by adding a master bath. When that was done I got a full size bed and Lisa got my single bed and her own room.
I was helping him with the siding one day, and he brought up our camping in the woods.
"You and David really like camping by the creek, don't you?"
"You bet, it's a lot of fun!"
"And how is Lisa doing out there?"
"She's doing great."
"You all go swimming together don't you?"
"Yeah."
"And you're all naked?"
"Yeah."
"You know, your mom and your Uncle John grew up in the big house here. They used to play in those woods just like you guys are. And your camp? It's the same place they camped as kids. That tent is the same one they used."
"Your Mom and Uncle John swam naked down there too, along with several of the neighbor's kids too.
"About weeks ago, I was out in the field on the edge of the woods near the creek and saw you and David playing in the water. I didn't want to bother you so I just moved on. He was leaning over the big rock and you were like, laying on top of him." He paused. "Was you putting your dick in his behind?"
He knew. He saw me having anal sex with David.
"Yes sir."
"Was he OK with that?
"Yes, he likes it, and then we do things he wants in return."
"When you finish, does something squirt out of your penis?
"Yes, I ejaculate."
"Where did you learn that word?"
"Some older boys in my church group taught me a lot. I know a lot of the correct names of body parts, and a lot of slang too. They showed me a book that had diagrams of both boy's and girl's reproductive organs." I purposely left Pastor Jim's name out of the conversation,
"They never taught me that kind of stuff in the church I went to. OK, let's see what you know. What's a uterus?"
"That's where a baby grows inside the girl."
"What's a vagina?"
"That the opening that leads up to the uterus and is where the penis goes during intercourse."
"Where does sperm come from?"
"The testicles."
"What about semen?"
"It is produced in the prostate and a couple other glands and delivers the sperm out of the penis during an ejaculation."
"OK here's a tough one. What are fallopian tubes?"
"I saw that in one of the diagrams but we didn't talk much about it. I think it goes between the ovaries and the uterus?"
"Yup, carries the egg from the ovaries to the uterus. You really seem to know your stuff!"
"So you know you having sex with a girl can get her pregnant?"
"Yes, but I don't want to be a father. At least not yet"
"That's a wise decision. Do you know how to prevent that?"
"Yes, condoms."
"Do you have any?"
"No sir."
"I'll get you some. Let's see what size you need. Drop you pants."
I dropped my pants and pulled my underwear down to my knees. "Need to see it full size. Get it hard." I started rubbing and it got fully hard. He picked up a small jar of screws and dumped them out. Handing the jar to me, "Here keep going, I need to see how much semen you make." He watched as I ejaculated in the jar.
When I finished he took the jar and held it up. "OK, I'll pick up some condoms for you. I'll leave them in your nightstand drawer." I pulled my pants back up. He dumped my semen out and put the screws back in the jar.
"So now your sister is out there with you. What does she think about swimming naked with boys and all that the other stuff you and David do?"
"We don't mind being naked together, it's normal. Up until last year, we were all taking baths together. We even sleep naked. We leave our clothes in the tent and walk to the swimming hole. David and I don't do any of the sex stuff when she's around."
"Well eventually you will and she will catch you if she hasn't already. She will see you doing something, like when I saw you butt-fucking David on that rock. She won't understand and will want to know what you're doing. So be prepared to explain it. And you tell her the truth. Are you sharing your knowledge of body parts with your brother?"
"Yeah, he knows the boy parts."
"Does he ejaculate yet?"
"No, but he does have dry orgasms. That's what I do for him. I help him have orgasms."
"Well you be careful out there. If your brother or sister ever come up to the house and tell us you've hurt them, or did something they didn't want, I'll take a leather strap to your backside. You'll have blisters as big as your hand on each cheek. You won't be able to sit down for a month. I promise you that! I don't want you to ever hurt your brother or sister." If they say "No or Stop" you stop!"
"Oh yes sir! I would never hurt them. We only do things they want to do. And we always get the other's permission first."
"That's fair. Now go get my hammer over there."
August, 1968
Lisa swam with us most every day. At first she only camped with us occasionally. As summer progressed, she stayed overnight more and more. Finally, in early August, she spent her 4th night in a row with us. I had nothing against her staying with us, but it did put a crimp in the sex that David and I had enjoyed to that point.
On that 4th night, we waited for Lisa to fall asleep. We grabbed our towels and David and I slipped out of the tent and went down next to the swimming hole. There was a nearly full moon, so light wasn't a problem. We laid out our towels. We decided to use David's favorite position. I laid on my back with a very stiff erection. We hadn't had sex for 4 days.
I had masturbated a few times when Lisa wasn't watching, but it's not the same. I put some spit on the tip of my penis and David stepped over me and lowered himself onto my penis. We were getting good at this and I slipped right in. This is where David took over. I pretty much just laid there and let him do the work. He moved forward and back several times. Each time his anus slid up then back down my penis. I had him stop a couple time to slow my orgasm. When I knew my orgasm was imminent, I pulled my legs up behind his back and had him stop and lean back against them. This put my penis fully in him. I reached up and gently masturbated him as I could feel him tensing up for his orgasm, I began pelvic thrusts I continued rubbing his penis. As he orgasmed, his anus clenched my penis and I ejaculated deep in his rectum. We laid there enjoying those few moments after an orgasm that feels like the greatest feeling.
David said: "Oh, hi Lisa."
I looked in the direction David was looking. There about 10 feet away, stood Lisa, naked, holding a towel.
She walked over to within about three feet of where I was laying with my penis in David's anus. All I could think of, was Grampa was right.
"What are you doing?"
"How long have you been there?" I asked.
"You woke me up when you left the tent. I got up and followed you over here. I thought you might be going swimming again. What are you doing?"
"It's a kind of a game we play."
"Oh, OK, your thing goes up into his butt. Then he moves up and down so your thing slides in and out of his butt. Then you grab his thing and rub it up and down. How can I play?"
"OK, I guess we have some explaining to do. Get up David."
David stood up pulling me out of him and stepped off of me. As I got up, Lisa noted, "So when you started, your thing was standing up and was hard. Why is it soft and hanging down now?
"First of all it's not a "thing". It's called a penis. Let's go back to the tent and I'll tell you all about it.
The three of us walked back to the tent. I was running over things in my mind that I could say to explain this.
August 1968
When we got back to camp I lit the lantern by the entrance so we could see inside the tent. We all went inside and sat on the sleeping bags.
I started off, "David, you can ask questions too. Lisa, have you seen us do anything else that you wanted to know about?"
"Well sure, I've seen both of you rubbing your thing, I mean your penis. When you do it, you squirt pee out, why doesn't David?"
I explained, "OK, when boys rub their penis like that, it's called masturbating. It feels really good and gives us a lot of pleasure. At the end is the best feeling of all and it's called an orgasm. It's not pee that comes out, it's called semen. David doesn't because he's not old enough for his body to make semen yet."
"Can I masturbate and have an orgasm like you guys?"
"Not like us, girls are different. But yes, you can."
"I've also seen you both of you put the other's penis in your mouth and move your head up and down."
She wasn't supposed to have seen that either. "That's another way of masturbating. But instead of using your hand, you let a friend do it for you with his mouth. It's called oral sex"
"When David does that to you, do you still squirt at the end?"
"Oh, I do. It just goes in his mouth and he swallows it. And the correct name for squirting, is called ejaculating."
"What does it taste like?" Lisa asked
"David, would you answer that?"
David replied, "It's warm and a little thick and kinda gooey. There isn't anything that I can say it tastes like. It's a different flavor, kinda salty like sweat but with just a little sweetness. It doesn't taste too bad."
"OK Lisa, about what you saw us doing tonight, what do you want to know?"
"That didn't look like any game I've ever heard of, what were you doing?
"No, you're right it isn't a game. It's another way of masturbating. Instead of using your hand or a friend's mouth, you use a friend's anus and it gives you both pleasure. It's called anal sex."
"Your anus is your butt isn't it?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's your actual butt-hole where your poop comes out."
"Eww. Isn't that dirty?
"Not usually, but sometimes you might have to wipe something off."
"So why do you do that?"
"As you get older your body changes and you'll find that you enjoy playing with some of your body parts. As I said, it gives both of you pleasure, it feels really, really good."
"Like in your penis?"
"Yeah, for boy's, especially in our penis, it brings special pleasure."
"But girls don't have a penis. Mom told me. What part brings girls pleasure?"
"Well you both know that boys and girls are different, right? Girls have a special spot that brings them pleasure too."
Lisa and David simultaneously asked, "Where?"
"Ok, let me show you. Let's start by looking at body parts. David, get over here in the light and lay on your back with your legs apart.
David moved over into the better light and spread his legs. I kneeled between his legs. Lisa moved next to me outside his legs.
I showed Lisa, "OK, these are external boy parts: I reached out and held David's penis. What is this called, Lisa?"
"You said that is a penis."
"Very good. As I was holding his penis it was becoming hard again. When his penis gets hard like this, it's called an erection." For effect I rubbed it a couple times and it became fully erect. "Rubbing it like that is called `masturbating'." Then I pointed out features of the penis. "This part up here is the head and the rest of it is the shaft. Below the penis is this sack. It's called the scrotum. Inside the scrotum are two oval objects called testicles. Here, feel them. Girls don't have these parts. But be very careful, they're sensitive."
Lisa reached over and rubbed up and down on David's shaft a few times. Next she felt the scrotum and then felt for the testicles.
I asked, "David, would you mind if she masturbates you?" He nodded enthusiastically, he was not one to turn down an orgasm.
She moved her hand back to his penis. I showed her a proper grip and she began rubbing. I had her put her other hand on his lower tummy, explaining she would feel him tighten those muscles when he climaxed. It didn't take long.
David: "Here it comes!"
"Feel how his muscles are all tight? When he relaxes you can stop." She stopped rubbing.
"OK, moving on." I picked up his scrotum to get it out of the way. "Below the scrotum is his anus. Yours looks the same and so does mine."
"Let me see yours." I leaned forward so she could see.
"OK, you two trade places." David rolled out of the way and sat with his knees under him. Lisa laid on her back where David had been, with a leg on either side of me, revealing her external girl parts. "Lisa, I know you can't see this but I'll touch each part as we talk about it."
"Starting at your bottom, this is your anus, it's exactly the same as ours. Next is the opening to the vagina, then this little hole is the urethra, where pee comes out, and at the top is the clitoris. Remember I said girls have their special spot? This is it, the clitoris. Lisa, can I show you how to make your clitoris feel really good? You can tell me to stop if you don't like it." She nodded and I began massaging the area of her clitoris with the tip of one wet finger. I did this for several seconds and asked how that felt.
Lisa made a slight drawn out oooh, sound then said, "Your right, I like it. You're making it tingle."
"I know the urethra is for pee. What's the vagina for?"
I rewet my finger again and moved it into her vaginal opening simulating a penis. "When a boy and a girl want to have sex, the boy puts his penis in the vagina like this." I pushed my finger in. My finger only went in a short way before hitting something up inside her. "When he ejaculates, he passes sperm from his testicles through his penis and into the vagina. The sperm move up the vagina into the uterus where it can fertilize the girl's egg. The egg grows into a baby inside her uterus.
David asked, "How does the baby get out?"
"When the baby is born it comes out through the vagina."
David exclaimed, "Wow, a great big baby come out that tiny hole?"
"Yup, it stretches a lot."
"Would you go back up to my clitoris?"
I pulled my finger out of her vagina and moved back up and rubbed it again.
"That feels really good."
"So do you have any more questions?
No one asked anything and we moved back to sitting in a circle. David's erection was gone, but now I had one.
Lisa pointed at my penis, "So can I try it?"
I asked, "Try what?"
"What David was doing with you?"
"You want to put my penis in your butt?"
"Why not? You let David do it. If you won't let me do it, that's not being fair."
"I'm not sure your anus is big enough. It might hurt."
Lisa reminded us, "I'm almost the same size as David, I'm only an inch shorter." That was true, my baby sister was growing up.
David agreed with Lisa, "I'll bet you can. You can stretch her anus like you did to me the first time."
"OK, we can try." I held up the pen that David and I use all the time. "Let's see how this fits. "David, you want to do this?"
I had Lisa move to her hands and knees. David wetted the pen with his spit and pushed it gently inside her anus. "How is that? She said that feels funny and it kind of tickles.
I reached under the floor tarp and got my Vaseline out. David put some on his first two fingers. He slowly pushed them both into her. "How's that? You OK?" The reply was that it was tighter, but OK. David did the repetitive in and out motion and rotating till her anus relaxed. He continued pushing till he got both finger all the way in. "OK, that should be enough."
I laid on my back with my erect penis up in the air. I put a dab of Vaseline on the tip with some on the sides. Her anus was already well lubricated. She stepped over me and lowered herself onto my penis. It took several attempts for her to get the alignment right, but finally the head slid in. She lowered herself the rest of the way and my penis slid all the way in her.
She began the same movements David did out by the creek. Forward and back so her anus slid up and down my penis. But after just a couple times, she sat up and stopped moving.
"Earlier, you said that the boy puts his penis in the girl's vagina. But you do it in David's butt, I mean anus, because he doesn't have a vagina, right?"
I agreed.
"But I'm a girl, and I have a vagina. Shouldn't you put your penis in my vagina?" She reached over and picked up the Vaseline jar and dipped her finger in bringing out a small dab. She reached down between her legs and applied it to her vaginal opening.
She raised herself up off me. She adjusted her position so that when she came back down, her vagina lined up with my penis. She lowered herself and the alignment was perfect, but the head of my penis wouldn't go in very far. The tip was centered in the small hole I where I put my finger earlier but wouldn't go in more than about an inch. She wiggled around some then raised herself up a little and dropped back down with all her weight. My penis bent under her and it hurt. Before I could stop her, she did it again and the resistance suddenly gave way, she plunged to the bottom of my penis. I saw a grimace on her face. I asked if she was alright and she said yes.
In my dreams, my first intercourse was with a beautiful girl like Karen, but here I was having my first sexual intercourse with my 10-year-old sister. She started the movements again and even though I had just had an orgasm 20 minutes ago with David I quickly approached another. She felt incredible, it was warm and slick, and she enveloped my penis completely. She kept moving and after a couple minutes I had a great orgasm. As each spurt left me I tried shoving myself even deeper inside the warm depth of her vagina.
"Ooh, I can feel something warm up inside me." She didn't realize I was done and I had to tell her to slow down, then stop as the head of my penis became super sensitive, almost to the point of being painful. "Do my clitoris again." She begged. I raised my knees behind her and had her lean back. With both thumbs, I massaged around her clitoris. After a couple minutes she had an orgasm and I could feel her clamping around my penis! I didn't think it was even possible for such a young girl to have an orgasm.
She said, "Now I see why you guys like to camp out here so much. This is fun."
As we crawled back into bed, I noticed some blood on my penis. I remembered back to what Robert and Jesse taught me about girls and sex with virgins and how putting your penis in a girl for her first time was popping her cherry because she might bleed a little.
My mind also went back to that morning at Pastor Jim's house after I met Karen. He said after I started producing sperm, when I start having intercourse I would need to wear a condom so the girl wouldn't get pregnant. But I didn't think I would need to worry about that for a while, she was only 10.
She swam with us every day and camped with us most nights the rest of summer till school started.
She and I had intercourse many more times. I showed her some of the positions David and I used. Her favorite was with me standing. She would jump up throwing her arms around my neck, she would wrap her legs around me and I could put my penis in her vagina. She would raise and lower herself or I could do thrusts. We found we did not need any Vaseline after that first time. She always wanted to do it right after she saw David and I having anal sex. But I had to tell her that I couldn't. That I needed a few minutes to get ready again, so she started having intercourse with David. Too bad he hadn't entered puberty yet. But at least he could dry orgasm with her. They used either the face-to-face position with him on top or him on his back with her sitting on him.
She really enjoyed having orgasms and she had a lot of them, mostly by rubbing herself. In the water, lying in bed, walking around or even standing still. I even saw her have one while watching cartoons in the living room. Her hand would slip down between her legs and work her fingers around for a minute. You could tell she was having an orgasm, she would tense up her whole body for a couple seconds staring off into the distance, then relax and she would remove her hand.
The morning after our first intercourse, I had David's penis in my mouth when she awoke she watched as David had his orgasm.
"Can I try that?" I explained that my licking her clitoris was the same thing I was doing for David. She said, "No, I want to do that to you."
So for her first time giving a blow job, I laid on my back and had her crawl over between my knees. She opened her mouth and dropped down over my penis she closed her mouth and I could feel her teeth on my penis. I told her to make sure she only touched my penis with her lips. She adjusted and began sucking. I showed her how she could move her head so her lips would move up and down my penis. David reminded her of how I would ejaculate some semen that would squirt into her mouth and that she should just swallow it. While she was sucking, David reached in from behind her between her legs and began rubbing her clitoris.
She actually had her orgasm first. She got all tensed up and stopped sucking on me for a few seconds. She clamped her mouth tighter on me. When it passed, she relaxed and continued where she left off. When I ejaculated a minute later, she did just what David told her and swallowed the semen. David stopped rubbing and she cried out "don't stop", so he resumed rubbing just as I felt her tense up and again she again clamped her mouth on my penis. Man, girls were lucky. She had a second orgasm within about a minute.
Couple minutes later, Gramma rang the triangle. We dressed and went up to the house for breakfast.
Lisa quickly caught on to everything David and I did. She wasn't afraid of anything and wanted to try everything.
From then on, when we were in the tent, we tried to do everything so all three of us participated.
David would have sex with Lisa while I had anal sex with David. We called this a dog pile.
Lisa would suck David's penis while I had sex with Lisa.
Lisa would suck my penis, I would suck David's penis, and David would lick Lisa vagina and clitoris.
In any of these, David and I could swap positions.
When we weren't in the tent, we went back to partners. If you wanted something you just asked the person nearest you and they would play along.
Lisa liked finding my laying in the water in my favorite spot. She would come over and straddle me and sit down on my crotch. She would just say "Hi." If my penis got erect, which it usually did, she would move around till it slipped in her. If not, I would reach down and put a finger or two in her vagina and massage her clitoris with my thumb.
About two months after David discovered the joy of an orgasm we were in the creek playing around. I got the urge and had David bend over the rock so I could, as Grampa called it, butt-fuck him. After I finished, I had him turn over so he was leaning backward over the rock with his penis pointing straight up. I jacked off his dick as I usually did working him up to him own orgasm. As he approached, I could see just a little bit of clear fluid leaking out his dick. He was breathing more heavily than ever, and he was doing more involuntary movements than normal and as he reached his climax he exclaimed rather loudly, "Oh something's happening!" Something really was happening, he orgasmed, all right, and squirted a watery off-white fluid 3 to 4" above his pee-hole. David had cum for his first time.
He was so excited. There was only a single squirt and just a small amount of semen, but as it ran down his leg, he scooped it up with his hand. He captured it in the palm of his hand, holding it there while his breathing returned to normal. We walked back up to our towels and sat down, David still holding his cherished fluid in his palm.
He put a finger in it and stirred it around.
"What are you going to do with it?" I asked.
"I don't know. What should I do with it."
Well before you decide, can I taste it? Just a little?
He held out his hand and I held his hand in mine and brought my mouth down to it. I stuck my tongue into the small pool. It tasted really sweet, not at all like mine.
"That really tastes good. You should try it." I told him.
He tentatively stuck the tip of his tongue in it too. He tasted it, then went back and licked up the rest, even cleaning the rest of his hand, everywhere it had touched.
"I owe you another orgasm, can I suck you off now?" hoping to get some more of his sweetness straight from the source.
"What I'd really like, is to do you in the butt like you do to me."
I had been looking forward to the day when David would want to have sex with me, and I guess that day has arrived. I quickly agreed and laid on the towel face down and spread my legs apart. His penis hadn't lost any of its firmness since his first orgasm. He moved between my legs and dribbled some spit on my anus, positioned his penis at my entrance and slid forward, all the way in.
I hadn't been fucked since Armando, Jesse and Robert took me in Jesse's bedroom, more than 5 weeks before we left the city and it felt good having his dick sliding in and out of me. David had another ejaculation and I cummed in the towel under me without even touching myself. This felt so right, doing this with my brother. When he rolled off my back and laid next to me, I reached over and pulled his face to mine and I kissed him. I love my brother. He was kissing me back, I'm sure he loves me too.
I was jealous, he wasn't even 11 ½ yet, I hadn't ejaculated my first time till I was 12 ½. He was a full year ahead of me.
Labor Day 1968
On the Sunday before Labor Day Mom reminded us that it would be our last night in the tent. We started school on Tuesday. It really wasn't going to be our last night, but our last school night. We could still camp out Friday and Saturday nights if we finished our homework first. She didn't need to remind us that school was starting. She had already taken us shopping for new clothes and she drove us by our new schools so we could where we were going. I was going into 8th grade that year in a junior high school along with David in the 6th grade. Lisa was entering the 5th grade in an elementary school nearby.
We were still asleep when someone yelled: "Good morning campers." It was Mom. "Let's go for an early morning swim!" Lisa bounded out of bed immediately and grabbed her towel. Mom was taking her clothes off. "I see the old tent is still in good condition. Come on sleepy heads, let's go."
David and I were both looking up at her standing there naked. I hadn't, and I don't think David had ever seen her naked before. She reached in and pulled off our sheets. "Let's go!" She was now looking down on her two naked boys both with morning erections. With nothing to hide under we got up. I said I had to pee. "Well, go pee, there are plenty of trees!" She took David's hand pulling him out of the tent and started toward the swimming hole. David complained he had to pee too, and headed to another tree. I caught up with Mom a minute later. David caught up with us down by the water's edge. We had recovered from the initial shock of seeing mom naked. I don't think Lisa was surprised at all, after all, she had been sharing a bedroom with Mom for most of the summer.
I went in first by jumping in the deep spot. Holy cow, it was cold. We hardly ever swam before breakfast. And by the time our chores were over, it was usually after lunch and the water was a lot warmer.
But, hey, Mom wanted to go swimming with us, it's Labor Day, and it was her first day off from her new job, so we're going to swim with mom.
I don't know about other kids and their moms, but seeing my mom naked gave me an erection. She looked really good naked. She's only 30, wasn't fat or even a little chubby. She could pass for 25 maybe. I was liking what I saw, and my dick was liking it too. She reminded me of Karen.
I was laying in my regular spot watching Mom and David trying to catch the frog that lives there. Lisa came over and sat on me and said "Hi." I whispered: "Not now. Not while Mom's here. You haven't been telling here about what we do here did you?" She assured me she hadn't told Mom anything. Mom had her back to us and was occupied with the frog hunt. Lisa wiggled around and my erect penis entered her. She moved forward and back making her vagina slide up and down my penis I put my hands on Lisa's hip and allowed my thumbs to massage her clitoris. She had one of her little orgasms as I cummed really hard. I pumped 4 big squirts into Lisa's vagina. We sat still a moment and Lisa stood up and went over to join the hunt. When my erection fully faded, I went over to join the hunt too just as Mom caught the frog. Just in time too. Gramma was ringing the triangle for breakfast. We all got out of the water and walked back to the tent to get dressed for breakfast. We spent the rest of the day either in town or in the big house with Gramma and Grampa.
It was so nice to be away from the city.
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God I'm a country boy
© John Denver
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