Two Cities, Worlds Apart
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Part 3 contains teenage young-friends and bisexual incest.
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September 1968
The morning after Labor Day we dressed in our new school clothes and anxiously waited at the end of the driveway for the bus that would take us to our new schools. Little did I know, I was minutes away from meeting my future spouse. The bus pulled up a few minutes later right on schedule. The doors swung open and a jovial, very round, driver welcomed the new kids to her bus. She already knew our names.
We climbed aboard. There were only 3 other kids on the bus, two little ones that looked to be 6 or 7 sitting right behind the driver, and an older girl sitting near the back. Lisa and David sat behind the little kids and I went toward the back. As I approached the girl, she looked up and I could see we were about the same age and she was very pretty. She said, "Hi. You must be Michael, I'm Marcy. I'm in the 8th grade too. Want to sit with me?"
I sat down. "How did you know my name?"
"This is a small community and everyone knows everything. Your Mom is Mary and your uncle is John. And those two who got on with are David and Lisa. You moved in during the last week of school in June."
"Wow. You really do know everything!"
"Only because my mom and your mom were good friends growing up and she knows your Gramma and Grampa really well. My mom is a couple years older than yours so they weren't in the same grades together, but are neighbors. I live on the farm directly behind yours. My mom told me that she used go swimming at your place all the time. Have you been swimming out there yet?"
"Yeah, we swam and camped out there all summer, well, at least between chores. You're welcome to come over any time you want to swim, but you need to call before you come over."
"Why? Just because you don't wear suits?"
"Is there no privacy around here?" I asked.
The bus pulled to a stop for more students to board. As each student got on the bus, Marcy told me their name, what grade they were in, and any other information she thought was important like if their parent was a friend of my mom's when she was growing up. She introduced me to everyone that came to the back. She explained that the older students sat mostly in the back and the younger ones in front. Many of them already knew who I was.
School here was different, more fun but more serious too. There were no gang members to push you around or to disturb the classes. Everyone was polite in class and held up their hands before answering. Everything they were teaching was above where I was in my city classes, so I struggled for a while to catch up.
Now that we were back sleeping in the house, David and I were again in separate bedrooms, I still needed the release that only an orgasm could provide and started masturbating in my bedroom at least a couple times a day. I found another small prescription bottle to catch my semen while lying in bed. So much easier than tissues, and when I was done, I could hide the evidence by drinking it. It was working so well for me, I found another one and gave it to David. He had been using dirty socks. Grampa had a whole bag of old pill bottles in the barn. I don't think he ever throws away anything.
I made it through the first (short) week of school, barely. This school was hard and I was struggling in math. When the math teacher explained how to do a problem, she was using last year's lessons for a basis to solve to problem. Trouble was, I had no idea what she was talking about. It was like I had spent an entire year under a rock somewhere.
Starting Wednesday, we had a little math homework every night but on Friday, she gave us 6 pages where we were to answer the odd numbered questions (the even numbered questions had the answers in the back of the book). I figured it would take me all weekend to figure out the answers.
The bus ride home was the reverse of the ride in. The local Seligman kids all walked to school. We had 4 stops in Washburn, then drove out into the country to drop the kids living on farms, like us and Marcy. I pulled my book out and started studying. Marcy was pretty good in math and started helping me. I almost missed my stop. David called from the doorway: "Mikey, aren't you getting off?" I grumbled, "Don't call me Mikey!"
I scrambled to gather up my stuff and headed to the door, as I turned to go down the steps, I realized Marcy was right behind me. She said we could finish our homework together and she could walk home from there.
We walked around the big house to our house. As we passed the kitchen, Gramma came out and waved hi to Marcy and asked if she was staying for dinner. "Sure. OK."
We went in our house and David and Lisa changed into play clothes and went up to the big house. We went to the kitchen for a soda and used the table to spread out our books and homework.
An hour or so later we didn't even hear her till she closed the front door. Mom was home. She came in the kitchen and I introduced Marcy. "Oh my God, you're Evelin's daughter! You look just like her!
We weren't done studying yet, but set our books aside as Mom took over the conversation. She wanted to hear all about what Marcy's mom had been doing. A little while later the dinner bell rang and we went to the big house for dinner. I love Gramma's fried chicken!
At dinner Lisa asked if we could camp out tonight. Mom looked at me and asked if I finished my homework. "No, ma'am."
"You know the rules, finish your homework or no camping. You better get back to it."
Marcy and I excused ourselves from the table and went back to the guest house kitchen table to try and finish.
Marcy figured out why I couldn't understand these equations. I was missing an important step they had covered last year that my class never even touched. She thoroughly covered the steps I was missing and it all started to click. We finished the six pages by 8 PM.
September 1968
We went back to the big house and told Mom we finished our homework and received permission to go camping. Grampa offered Marcy a ride home, but she declined and said she would walk through the woods, as it would still be light for almost an hour. I grabbed our supply box and the three of us, with Marcy tagging along, headed to camp. She wanted to see our camp on her way home. There wasn't much to show and after looking around a little, she headed home. Lisa yelled, "Last one in the water's a rotten egg. She and David stood in front of the tent to undress, while I, being the more clever one, immediately took off for the swimming hole shedding my clothes as I ran. At the water's edge I dropped my underwear and stepped into the water. Lisa was the next one in just beating David. David complained that it wasn't fair, because Lisa wasn't wearing any panties again and could undress faster. I declared it was a tie due to Lisa's unfair advantage and there was no rotten egg.
Just stepping into the water was fortunate for me, I realized just how cold the water actually was. Once David and Lisa realized it too, no one was really interested in swimming. The first thing that happened was Lisa came over to me and jumped up wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. None of us had engaged in sex since Labor Day, and I quickly got an erection and put it in Lisa's vagina as deep as it would go. A few thrusts and at least my little guys were getting to swim where it was warm. I stayed in her and laid her on my towel staying above her waiting for my penis to soften before pulling out. I replaced my penis with two fingers and laid down if front of her so I could lick her clitoris. As I licked, I felt David moving in from behind. I spread my legs for him and with the help of some spit, he put his penis in my anus and leaned forward onto my back. Lisa and David orgasmed about the same time.
We played at the edge of the water till dark and decided it was time for bed. I had to find my clothes I dropped along the way while walking back to the tent.
We were awakened by the bell and we dressed and went to the big house for breakfast.
All week long we had been excused from morning chores because of school, but on Saturday Grampa made up for it. He had us working on things till lunch. After lunch, Gramma released us and we went back to camp tossing our clothes in the tent and heading for the water. We all splashed around for a while. Later, Lisa was on her towel and called for David. I looked over. As David approached, she spread her legs. In those last few steps you could see David's little dick go from hanging down to pointing almost straight up. He dropped to his knees and leaned in slipping his penis in her. When he finished, he liked to just lay with his penis still in till he got soft and it pulled out on its own. It finally did and he rolled off next to her. She said, "My turn." He reached over and ran his hand down her tummy and rubbed her spot till she orgasmed.
I was still chillin' in the water, when maybe 15 minutes later Lisa walked over. She stepped over me and sat down right on my penis. "Hi." As my penis enlarged, no wiggling was required. This time she had set perfectly on my penis and as it swelled, it went straight up into her vagina. She leaned forward and back raising herself up and down my penis. She also put her hand down at her crotch so she could rub herself. Her motion on me stopped while she orgasmed. She started up again, and continued rubbing herself. This time, as she orgasmed again, so did I. She was fun sex partner. She sat there quietly allowing my penis to soften still inside her. She heard something and looked up.
"Hey look. It's Marcy."
She walked up to the water's edge. She was carrying a towel. David stood up revealing how he was dressed, pronounced that we don't wear anything swimming.
Marcy replied as she started undressing, "Yes, David, I know what you wear. Or maybe I should say I know what you don't wear."
Lisa stood up pulling me out of her, so she could give Marcy a hug.
Marcy removed her clothes dropping them in a pile. Even though I had just cum from having sex with Lisa, I immediately became completely hard again. As she stepped into the water, I asked, "How did you know we were here?"
"My mom called your mom to see if you were here, and to verify the dress code for the swimming hole was the same as when they were kids. And she told me I wouldn't need my suit, which is fine by me. I've been skinny dipping plenty of times. Just not usually with boys around. But I think I'll get used to it. I may even get to like it."
Marcy was more beautiful naked than dressed. She was very cute dressed, but with nothing on, she was a beauty. She was almost at tall as I, with sleek curves. Unlike Karen, Marcy's breasts were a little bigger, giving her a few additional curves.
David even recognized her beauty and came over to where we were and said, "You're really pretty, Marcy." Her response was very polite, "Thank you, David. You're very handsome too. And your penis is so big!"
That pleased David to no end.
The bond between Marcy and Lisa strengthened considerably this afternoon. Marcy was the sister Lisa always wanted and vice versa.
September 1968
Lisa had her towel spread out on our beach. Marcy took her towel over and laid it next to Lisa and sat down. They started talking, a few minutes into the conversation I heard Lisa ask: "I know the names of some of my girl parts but I can't see them. Can I see yours?"
Marcy said, "Sure." She turned toward Lisa and spread her legs as far apart as she could. She had Lisa point out the parts she knew which were the clitoris, urethra, vagina and anus. David heard this conversation and saw her spread her legs and came to see too. I walked up behind them.
"I'm sorry Marcy, I've been teaching them some of this, but I don't know everything. You don't have to do this."
Marcy replied "It's ok I don't mind."
Lisa asked, "What are these?" as she pointed to the skin flaps along the outer area. "Since we now have a larger audience, let's start from the beginning." She cupped her hand and covered all her parts above her anus. "The area under my hand is called the vulva. It includes all the external genitals." Removing her hand she pointed out the various features. "This mound of skin above my vulva is the mons pubis, it covers the pubic bone. These flaps of skin are the labia. The outer ones are the Labia Majora, which means major."
She reached between her legs and pulled the labia apart with one hand. With the other hand she continued pointing, "These two inner flaps are the Labia Minora, or minor. The labia's job is to protect all the important parts inside. "David, can you point to the clitoris?" He reached over and touched the correct part. "Lisa, where is the urethra?" She reached over and touched it correctly. "Michael, your turn, where is the vagina? I stepped forward and touched her opening. "Is that really the vagina?"
I replied "No, it's the opening to the vagina. To touch the vagina, you would need to put something in the opening."
Lisa finished my statement for me, "Like a penis!"
Marcy told us, "You are all correct, very good Lisa." She moved her fingers to the labia minora and pulled herself wide apart, we could now see her the stretched vaginal opening very clearly. "Lisa, you first, put your finger through the opening and feel the vagina."
She put her finger in and moved it all around. "It's squishy and warm."
"OK David, your turn."
David asked, "Can I put my penis in?" His penis, as well as mine, was erect as could be.
Marcy said, "No, this is like class time. Some other time maybe." David settled for feeling with his finger. Marcy looked at me.
I said "I've felt Lisa's, I'm good. Maybe later." She smiled. "Any more questions?"
"Yes." I said, "Where are the ovaries?"
She pointed to two positions on either side of her abdomen and said, "Right about here. That's a pretty advanced question, for a boy." There were no more questions.
"OK, who's ready for some more swimming?" And we all got back into the water for another half hour before the dinner bell rang.
When it rang, I made sure Marcy was staying, then told her our clothes were in the tent. She grabbed her pile of clothes off the shore and walked up with us. We all got dressed at the tent and went to dinner.
During dinner David asked Marcy if she was going to camp with us overnight. She replied directly to him, "If it is all right with your mom and my mom." Our mom nodded her approval and pointed to the phone on the wall. She called, and was given permission to stay.
We all took off for camp after we helped with the dishes. We got back to the tent and took off our clothes to get back in the water. But I sent David and Lisa on ahead, explaining I needed to talk with Marcy.
Marcy and I sat on the sleeping bags and I started.
"I figured I need to explain some things to you."
"Yeah, I sense there's a lot I'm missing."
So I filled her in. I lightly touched on the parts back in the city – Jesse and Robert, church retreats, cabin 4 induction, playing with David, Armando's murder, Pastor Jim's house, record setting, anal and oral sex with Pastor Jim, swallowing semen, meeting Karen then suddenly moving here.
Then I got to more recent events.
"When we first started camping out it was only David and I. We spent most of the summer down here. We'd have anal or oral sex a couple times a day. At first David only had dry orgasms, but after a couple months, he entered puberty so now he's been having ejaculations since August.
"In July, Lisa decided she wanted to come swimming with us. David and I had to stop having sex when she was around. We'd wait till after dinner or before breakfast. Then she started camping with us. We had to resort to waiting for her to go to sleep so we could do simple stuff like masturbating and blow jobs when she was asleep. Turns out she wasn't always asleep. One night David and I snuck out of the tent to have anal sex. We were down on the beach. I was on my back and David was sitting on my penis moving his butt up and down. After we finished, before separating, David noticed Lisa watching and she walked right over to us and asked what we were doing. I had David get off me and we all came back to the tent.
I explained everything as best I could. Boy parts, girl parts, sex, making babies, where the penis goes, doing things to make you and your partner feel good. That what she saw us doing on the beach made both of us feel very good and it was called anal sex.
Then she wanted to try it. So we stretched her anus and with some Vaseline, I let her ease my penis in her bottom. She realized that since she was a girl, my penis should be in her vagina instead. She literally forced my penis in her vagina by dropping on it with all her weight. She had me massage her clitoris and she had an orgasm.
"You know, what you did for her that night? Marcy asked.
"Well? I think so."
"You popped her cherry that night. Or rather she popped it with you."
"What exactly is her cherry?"
Inside every girl's vagina is a flap of skin called a hymen. When a girl has sex the first time, the penis tears the hymen on the way in. Because it usually bleeds a little, it's like popping a cherry. There's other ways to tear a hymen, so not every girls still has one the first time she has sex.
"That's so interesting. I've heard of a girl's cherry before, but had no idea what it was."
Lisa likes orgasms a lot, and has a lot of them. One time I had just had sex with David and she wanted me to have sex with her, but it was too soon. So she went over to David and had him have sex with her. She instigates most of the sex we have now. When you arrived at the swimming hole today, you noticed she was sitting on me? My penis was inside her right then, I had just ejaculated in her just before you walked up. When she got up to hug you, she pulled herself off my penis. She will do anything and everything to have an orgasm, and wants to do it a lot. We even have 3-way sex in the tent, usually at night or in the morning before breakfast."
Marcy sat there taking it all in. "Well, I've heard that many young girls do have a lot of orgasms. But it sounds like she is on the high side of normal.
"Marcy, how do you know all the stuff about body parts and sex?"
"My mom is a registered nurse and works in Pediatrics, Urology and the Obstetrician/Gynecologist departments at the regional hospital in Springfield."
"One more thing you should know. My Grampa saw me having anal sex with David once. His major concern was that I never hurt either one of them or do something they don't want. If either one ever tells him I hurt them, he promised to blister my bottom with a leather strap."
"I told him that was fair. So you'll hear a lot of asking permission before anything happens."
We were sitting close and she put her hand on my upper thigh. She said. "You're a good brother." Her touch sent a shudder through me and she watched my penis become erect.
"I do have one more question for you. How does a girl know when it's a safe time to have sex?
Marcy explained "When a girl enters puberty her body prepares to have a baby every month. If she doesn't get pregnant, her body sheds the preparations that she made. This whole process is called the menstrual cycle. A girl learns how to track her cycle based on the first day of her bleeding. I just finished my fertile period a few days ago, so I'm in a safe part of my cycle.
Just then David and Lisa returned from swimming. "Where have you two been? I thought you were coming to swim with us?
"We've been sitting here talking. I've told her everything we do here.
Lisa asked, "Everything?"
Marcy reached over and tickled her new little sister's tummy and replied, "Yes, I even know how many orgasms you have every day." Lisa giggled, "You think you could make me have one right now?"
"Oh, I know I can. Sit in my lap and Lisa did. Marcy put a finger on either side of her clitoris and rubbed until Lisa orgasmed. She looked over at David, and said, "You still want to put your penis in me. She got an enthusiastic "Yeah!" "Ok, get over here." She laid back and spread her legs. David kneeled between them and slipped his penis in. She also put her fingers on either side of her own clitoris before David laid on her so she could masturbate as David thrusted. She and David had almost simultaneous orgasms.
I suggested we get to bed. Lisa wanted Marcy to sleep next to her, so she got under the sheets between myself and Lisa.
That night, I was having a strange dream. I was having sex with a beautiful girl. I was getting more and more excited. Then I was having an orgasm! I woke up. I was ejaculating! As my senses slowly returned to me, I could see that the sheet that Marcy and I shared had been pulled down and she was stroking my penis. Semen had gone all over my stomach and chest. I had no tissues.
Without a word, Marcy leaned over and cleaned the semen with her tongue. She whispered "I'm sorry Michael, I shouldn't have done that, I forgot how messy it can be. I realized you didn't get any of the action at bedtime and didn't want you feeling left out." She rolled back toward Lisa, pulled the sheet back up over us, snuggled up close to me and fell back asleep. It wasn't long before I did as well.
Next morning Marcy apologized again for acting last night without permission. Can I make it up to you?
"Yeah, hop on." I threw the sheet back revealing my morning stiffy. She climbed up and settled over me lowering herself so my penis entered her smoothly. David was looking up at her, smiling. He threw his sheet down revealing his stiff one too. He said. "Me too?" As she rocked back and forth on me she masturbated David with one hand. Lisa, not wanting to be let out asked "Me three?" And with her free hand Marcy began rubbing Lisa's clitoris. I reached down and rubbed Marcy's.
Doing all three of us she couldn't rock back and forth very far moving up and down only about an inch of my penis. That was fine with me it delayed me and developed into my longest ejaculation ever.
Lisa orgasmed first. David next, using our pill bottle to catch his semen. Now with her hands free, I motioned for her to lean over. "Come here." She leaned in and I wrapped my free arm around her neck, pulling her down on my chest. She couldn't rock anymore and her face was an inch from mine. We kissed. Our tongues alternately exploring the insides of each other's mouths.
I began the involuntary thrusts of an imminent ejaculation. She pulled her tongue out and sat up, "Oh my God! Oh my God! I'm coming!" Her body began to convulse as her orgasm ripped through her. Her vagina tightened on my penis and that pulled me over the edge and I began to ejaculate, my semen squirting up into her.
Depending on how long since my last ejaculation, I will usually squirt out 4 or 5 times during an ejaculation. After the 4th time, Marcy collapsed off to the side between me and Lisa. We were both drained of all our energy. I laid there on my back but I continued to ejaculate. David had the awareness to put the pill bottle up to the end of my penis to catch the remaining squirts. He said he counted 4 squirts. 2 that landed on me, and 2 he caught in the bottle. He said something about needing some of those vitamins and swigged the contents of the bottle.
That was my first time to have intercourse with Marcy. The 1st of many more to come.
Gramma rang the triangle calling us to breakfast. Marcy and I were too drained to even move. I told David and Lisa to go on without us and tell everyone we weren't hungry. They dressed and left us alone. I wiped the semen off me with a towel. We soon fell back asleep without even pulling up a sheet.
September 1968
After breakfast, Grampa and Mom wandered into camp. We didn't hear them till they woke us with a cheery "Good morning sleepy-heads!" We looked up at them and they were looking down on our naked bodies. Mom had that angry mother tone in her voice, "That must have been some great morning sex, Michael, I don't think you've ever skipped breakfast before. Sit up you two, we need to talk."
Mom and Grampa sat at the end of our sleeping bags at the tent opening "I was a little concerned when just David and Lisa showed up. So were you having sex in front of them? Or did you wait till they left."
I said, "No, we all had sex together. Both of them had an orgasm as well. Mom just looked on impassionedly.
Grampa just glared at me, "And what about the two of you? Did you get her pregnant?" Grampa asked.
Marcy spoke up, "No sir. Michael asked me about that last night. I told him I was in the safe part of my menstrual cycle."
Mom then spoke, "Oh no, dear, periods at your age are very unpredictable. You should never have unprotected sex. I got pregnant with Michael when I was in a safe part of my cycle. And Michael while we're on that subject, I have a confession to make. You know how I told you your father left us when you were around 1 year old? Well that wasn't exactly true. I got pregnant, right here in this tent, or maybe down in the creek. I ran away to the city to have the baby. That baby was you."
Now looking at both of us, she continued, "I don't want you to make the same mistakes I made. It makes your life very difficult. It took me 13 years to realize I should never have left." She pulled a couple this packages out of her pocket and tossed them in front of us. They were condoms. "I want you to start using these every time you have intercourse with Marcy or any other girl that has menstrual periods. There are more of these in your bedside table drawer. Please use them. Do you know how?"
"I do." Marcy replied. "I'll show him how. And I can get plenty more from my mom. She can get them free at work."
I asked, "How about David and Lisa?"
Mom replied with a question, "Is David having ejaculations?"
I replied, "Yeah, he started in August."
Marcy offered, "I can get enough condoms for him too."
"Well it's the same thing for him then. We'll talk to him too. What's Lisa doing?"
"She has sex with both of us."
"You're having sex with your 10-year-old sister?"
"Um, yes, but it's more like she has sex with me. She can't get enough."
Mom said, "She sounds like me when I was her age. I was having sex with my brother John, and every other penis I could find. I really don't know who your father was. It could be any of, well, let's say, several boys and they all are from around here.
"Although wearing a condom is never a wrong move, but it's not totally necessary with Lisa till she gets her first period."
"Wait, you mean Uncle John could be my father? That would be so cool."
Mom smiled at me and asked, "Ready for breakfast? Gramma is keeping some biscuits and gravy warm for you. Get dressed and come up to the house."
They left us alone. Marcy spoke first, "I really like your family. They don't judge and aren't all uptight. My mom would have freaked if she saw us naked like that. They barely batted an eye.
"That was just barely batting an eye? I thought she was going to kill me.
"You know, Mom's been down here swimming with us."
"Naked?"
"Yeah, she pretty hot-looking too."
"Was telling all that to your mom a difficult conversation for you?"
"No not really, in our family we have always been honest no matter how painful the truth was. I may not have always told the whole truth, but what I do tell her is always true."
"Let go." We got dressed and went up for breakfast.
September 1968
After breakfast, Mom took Lisa in the living room to have the puberty-is-coming talk. How her body would eventually start changing and she would start having periods. Marcy sat next to Lisa and held her hand.
I went on to my room, but Grampa was in there with David showing him one of my condoms. David has his pants around his ankles. As I walked in Grampa said that his old hands wouldn't allow him to handle anything a gentle as a condom. He wanted me to show David how to put one on. I'd never put one on either so I called for Marcy's help.
Marcy came in and Grampa explained, "I'm trying to show David how to put a condom on, but the arthritis in my hands won't let me. I wanted Michael to demonstrate, but he says he's never put one on either. Michael seems to think you can help us."
She said, "Sure, no problem. But if you don't mind, I'd rather demonstrate on Michael instead of David." He handed over the condom package to Marcy. Grampa stood in the doorway getting out of Marcy's way.
Grampa turned to the living room and said, "Lisa, you might as well see this too." Mom came in with Lisa.
Marcy had David pull up his pants and had me take mine off and lay on the bed on my back. I laid up against the headboard with a bunch of pillows behind me so I could watch what was happening. Lisa came in and stood next to David. Marcy explained that you needed to have an erection to put the condom on. She held my penis and stroked it a few times till I was hard. She showed us how to open the package and remove the rolled condom without unrolling it. She explained that it was best if the partner put the condom in place as it was easier for them than it was for the person wearing it. She placed it at the top of my penis and made sure there was some loose material at the top to catch the semen, and unrolled it down my shaft.
David asked, "How do you take it off?"
She looked over at Grampa, "Is it alright for me to make him ejaculate in the condom so I can show how to remove it after it was used." He nodded his approval to go ahead. She grasped my shaft and began rubbing up and down masturbating me for all to see. With the sexual release this morning and a whole audience watching it took a while for me to come, but Marcy was kept at it and I finally did.
She showed David and Lisa how the semen was trapped inside the condom.
"When you remove it, you want the penis to relax a little first, and you want gravity to work with you." She had me sit up on the edge of the bed facing Lisa and David. "See how his penis is retracting away from the end of the condom and the semen is collecting in the end? With one hand you grab as much of the condom with the semen in it and with the other hand grab the roll at the top, then just pull the whole thing down. She pulled and it slipped easily off. Then you tie it in a knot and throw it away. But don't flush it down the toilet!
Mom took Lisa back to the living room to continue their conversation and Grampa had me get up and dressed and sat back on the bed to continue talking with David. Marcy and I went back to the kitchen.
"That has to be the strangest thing I've ever done! I masturbated you in front of your grandfather, mother, little brother and sister, like it was the most natural thing to do.
"I know! And it felt wonderful too. You can do it again if you like," and I smiled at her.
Her response was, "Maybe later."
September 1968
Tuesday, on the ride home from school, just before my stop, she opened her book bag and gave me a lunch sack. "This is for you and David, from my Mom.
I looked inside and there were 4 boxes of condoms, 2 for David and 2 for myself. I looked over at her, smiling, and said, "Want to see if they work?" She punched me in the arm. "I had to tell my mom they were for a couple boys at school that she didn't know. Then she started the whole safe sex talk again until I convinced I already knew all that from the last time we had "the talk."
At our stop I got up and exited the bus. I took the condoms to my bedroom. I put a few in our camping supply box and put the rest in our bedside table drawers. I told David to check his bedside table drawer.
That evening, it was several degrees cooler than it was over the weekend. Grampa was reading the paper, looked over at me and said, "Weather says fall is almost here and to expect cool temperatures by next week." Looks like it's time to take down your camp for the winter.
Mom yelled from the kitchen, "It's time for the End-of-Summer party!"
"What's that?" David wanted.
Gramma answered, "Back when your mom was your age, it was a swim party for all the families of the kids that had been swimming during the summer. It was quite the social affair. All the parents would hang around the back yard and all the regular swimmers and their brothers and sisters would go swimming."
Mom said, "Since there aren't any regular swimmers this year, we can invite the old gang of regulars and their families!"
Mom went into party mode. She made a guest list based on the old gang. Most of them lived right around us, but a few lived in town or in other towns nearby. With each name she would ask if any of us knew children by that name. Gramma and Grampa helped with girl's names that had married in the past 13 years. She came up with a list of 9 names that we could hand out at school.
A question came to my mind that I had often wondered about, "Mom, how come David and Lisa are only a year each younger than me, but I'm in 8th grade, and David and Lisa are only in 6th and 5th grades. Shouldn't they be in 7th and 6th grade?"
"Yeah, Michael, you're right. I sent you to kindergarten when you were 5, but you struggled a bit, so when it came time for David, I decided to hold him back a year and sent him to a pre-school. Then I did the same thing for Lisa too.
"Oh, ok. I know that was totally out of left field, but it had been bugging me for a long time, and I finally had an opportunity to ask."
By Wednesday morning she had made enough hand written invitations for each family.
You and
your family are invited to the Johnson
Farm for the annual End-of-Summer swim party.
Saturday
afternoon, 2 PM at the swimming hole
in the woods. You remember where.
A
pot-luck will be served at 5 PM
In front of the barn.
Swim suit optional.
867-5309
I asked where the Johnson Farm was. She said we were standing on it. The Johnson's were one of the original families that settled this area and that this was their farm over a hundred and seventy-five years ago. No matter who lives here, it will always be the Johnson Farm.
She gave enough of the invitations for each of us to give out to the kids we knew at our school. Most were in the middle school with David and me and a few in Lisa's. She told us that if any kids asked about the swim suit comment, that we were to tell them "ask your parents."
I gave Marcy her invitation as soon as I got on the bus and that Mom wanted her & me and Lisa & David to be the hosts down at the creek. Our job was to show people around camp, where they could change clothes, or leave them, and to make the kids comfortable enough to take off their clothes if they choose. So we were to be naked to set the example. That was easy.
We gave out all the invitations that day.
September 13-14, 1968
Mom started getting phone calls Wednesday night and on into Thursday night as well. Her old friends were excited to hear from her and would be there. She reminded them that suits were optional, making sure they understood. This was to be just like the old days. She also called a couple other families that we didn't know and the whole old gang was invited.
Friday night Marcy had permission to sleep over and we started helping set-up for the party. There were some tables and chairs in the barn to be brought out and Grampa had borrowed a bunch more from the church. We had to unload them from his work truck.
Mom got home and had the ice for the coolers. Gramma was making Sloppy Joe filling in the kitchen. Even though the sloppy joes were for the party, we had them for dinner Friday night as well.
By the time it got dark, we looked like we were ready.
Grampa asked if we were camping out or sleeping in tonight. If we were camping, we would need some blankets as it was noticeably cooler than last week.
We decided this would probably be our last weekend to camp till next year, so we would take the blankets. He sent Marcy and I to the house to find Gramma who could give us the blankets.
Before we headed off, Mom sat the 4 of us down in the living room to give us final instructions on how to be hosts.
We were to stay at the house after lunch till the first few guests arrived. When there were 4 or 5 kids, we could take them down to the creek. We would show them around including the tent where they could change or take their clothes off. We would take the lead by undressing with them and wait till they were ready then lead the group on down to the creek. After that we, of course, would be naked when the next group arrives. She would ring the bell when the next group was on their way, so we could meet them on the trail and lead them to the camp. We could work in teams, Marcy & me and David & Lisa. We were not to push anyone into doing something they did not want to do. She felt some would wear suits and some wouldn't. She expected some adults would come down with their kids and some of might even get wet too. Her last and most emphatic instruction was that we were NOT to initiate any sex during the party. And she was staring straight at Lisa.
We all said no problem, and took off for camp.
With two blankets we rearranged the sleeping places. I moved David to the other side next to Lisa so they could share one blanket, and Marcy and I each moved one space over so we could share the other blanket and Lisa could still sleep next to Marcy.
When we were all situated, I asked if there was anything any one wanted to do. David immediately said, "4-way!"
"OK", I replied. "Everyone good with that? Remember that anyone that has intercourse with Marcy has to wear a condom. David, I brought some down for us if you need one, they're in the supply box. So which 4-way? Who wants what?"
Marcy said, "I want Lisa to put her fingers in me and lick my clitoris. Lisa went next, "Someone can put their penis in my vagina." David said I want to put my penis in Marcy. Marcy said, "My vagina is spoken for, how about I take you in my mouth?" He was happy with that. "OK, that leaves me having sex with Lisa."
Marcy laid on her back with her legs spread. Lisa pushed a couple fingers in and put her tongue on her clitoris. Marcy told to her to put in as many fingers as she could. David knelt straddling Marcy's head and lowered himself over Marcy's mouth till she could reach his penis and she took him in, then he laid on her stomach. I had Lisa get up on her knees, legs spread and moved in behind and slipped in her vagina. "Everybody good? GO!"
Everyone started moving at once. David finished first as he ejaculated and Marcy kept sucking and he stayed in till his penis went limp. He pulled out got off her stomach. With Marcy's mouth available I shifted Lisa around so I could reach Marcy's lips with mine. Our tongues danced.
Lisa orgasmed next, but was still working Marcy and I was working her. I continue very gentle thrusts that almost didn't move in or out. Lisa got all four of her fingers in Marcy's vagina and brought her to a few orgasms with her manipulations and licking. Marcy told Lisa she could stop. With Marcy's vagina now available, I pulled out of Lisa's vagina without ejaculating. I moved between Marcy's legs and slipped in her vagina, thanks to Lisa's work Marcy was wet and slippery. I leaned forward put my tongue back in Marcy's mouth. I told her I didn't want to come yet, that I wanted to fall asleep with my erect penis deep inside her.
That's when she remembered the condom I wasn't wearing. She pushed down on my hips pushing me out of her. All she said was, "Condom."
I laid on my bed as she opened one of the foil packs. I told David and Lisa that we were all going to bed now, so they crawled under the sheet and blanket. Marcy leaned over and unrolled the condom down my shaft. I too crawled under the covers with Marcy and we laid facing each other. I slid my penis back between her legs and up in her. And we just laid there. We kissed a little for a while, but as we got sleepy that stopped. We fell asleep, and some unknown time my penis pulled out without waking either of us. I woke up in the middle of the night without an erection. We were still holding each other. I fell back asleep.
In the morning I woke up with a full hard penis. Marcy was watching my eyes waiting for them to open. When they did, "Moring, your woodie still wearing it's jacket?" I felt for the condom and nodded affirmatively. "Finish what you started last night. I'm waiting." She threw her leg over me making it easy to slide back inside her. She wrapped her arms around me and rolled to her back pulling me up on top. I began gently thrusts.
I looked over at my brother and sister. Apparently, David had morning wood as well, and was rocking away between Lisa's legs, but still under the blankets, it was chilly this morning.
Marcy forced her hand between us so she could reach her clitoris. A minute later she had a somewhat forceful orgasm. And again I could feel her vagina clamping on my penis. I gave one final thrust and came. Back to only 5 squirts. And I laid still. The breakfast bell was ringing and we need to move. I pulled out and Marcy reached down and removed the condom. The hardest part of condoms is remembering to put them on.
September 14, 1968
At breakfast, Mom was in full-blown party mode checking her list and making assignments. Ours were to help set up the games in the back yard, put the sodas out and cover them with ice from the chest freezer, make the beds in the tent and make sure everything looks neat in the camp area including a new roll of toilet paper for the latrine.
Marcy and I took the tasks in the back yard and I sent Lisa and David off to camp with the toilet paper and directions to make the beds and make sure the camp was neat.
Marcy and I and Grampa set up all the games. We had to pound in the horseshoe pit stakes and find the horseshoes. We had to dig more to find the Jarts and the badminton equipment then figure out how to set up the net. The ropes were missing. None of this stuff had been used for over 10 years.
I had forgotten to tell David and Lisa to hide our stuff so our guests wouldn't see our condoms and Vaseline. So before lunch Marcy and I wandered down to camp. As we walked, I wondered aloud what could be taking them so long as they had the easier job.
They weren't in camp so Marcy and I found our stuff and hid it well outside camp under a fallen log. We walked to the creek and there they were. They had gone swimming and were now laying on a towel with Lisa riding up and down David penis. We walked up and asked, "What are you doing?" David replied, "Isn't it obvious?"
"Well yes, but why are you doing it?" "We had time to get one more in before the party. Mom said we couldn't do anything during the party."
"Excellent point," I said. Turning to Marcy, I held out my hand, "Care to go swimming my Dear?" Taking my hand, she said in her best English accent, "But of course, my dear sir. And the young lady is correct, there is ample time to get one more in before the party." We walked down to the water's edge, stepped out of our clothes and into the creek.
"Since I don't have a condom, may I have the honor of using your alternate entrance, my dear?"
"If you are referring to the back door, yes you may, but only if you are gentleman and are properly gentle with me." I had her lay in my favorite hollowed out spot. With her knees up and spread wide, I began working my fingers in her behind. Being under water provided all the lubricant we needed. When both of my fingers fit comfortably we switched positions and she took a seated position on my penis facing me just like Lisa does. With both hands free, I was able to use one to enter her vagina and one to massage her clitoris. She clenched her buttocks together to raise and lower herself on my penis. Each clench produced pressure on my penis unlike any I had ever experienced. I remember thinking that I needed to teach that to Lisa. The lunch bell ringing pushed us both to simultaneous orgasms.
We borrowed David's towel, dried off and got dressed.
Mom met us in the back yard. "Are you guys rabbits?"
"What do you mean?"
"You breed like them! I went down to camp for final inspection. Camp looked good except no one was around, so I went to the creek. Lisa and David were lying on towels and you two were in the water having sex. So I just turned around. Were you at least using a condom?"
"No, I hadn't planned on needing one. It was spur of the moment after seeing Lisa and David doing it. But since I didn't have a condom, we had anal sex."
"Well at least you are thinking. Maybe you should start carrying one in your pocket. Don't you usually have a wallet with you?"
"I don't have a wallet."
"Well, I'll be your getting one for Christmas."
September 14, 1968
After lunch we hung out in the big house waiting for our guests to arrive.
The first to arrive came in a station wagon. There were 7 of them. Mom and Dad, Gramma and Grampa, and 3 kids, the oldest one was in David's class. We all went out on the porch to greet Mom's old friend. She reaffirmed that everyone understood that swim suits were optional. Their Mom said, "It couldn't be any other way! They're looking forward to it. Is the tent still there?"
I assured her it was and helped unload 3 trays of food for the pot luck as Mom introduced the adults and their mom introduced the children with their ages. They were 11, 8, and 5.
Two more families arrived at the same time. They saw us by the tables so they pulled to the back and parked off the driveway near the barn. First car had seven more, just like the first car (kids ages 14, 13, 11). Four more in the second car, Mom Dad and 2 kids (ages 10 and 6). There were more introductions all around. Mom again reaffirmed that suits were optional and everyone agreed. The father of the 6 year told her it was ok and she could get undressed, so she walked over to her car and undressed right there in the back yard. There were now 8 children, so we could finally get out of there and take them down to the creek. We made sure everyone at least had a towel and took off. Eleven of us still dressed and one naked little girl.
We got to camp and gave them the tour. At the latrine they were given the option of using it or going back up to the house. It was OK to pee in the creek, but please, no poop. We showed them where drinking water was available and ended our tour back at the tent. I explained that they could leave their clothes here or change into suits. The four of us started taking off our clothes and they followed our lead. Most of us got naked. The only boy that didn't was the one who arrived wearing a suit. I think he was the 8 year old. When everyone was ready, Marcy led the way to the creek. Towels were tossed and everyone jumped in.
We had set up a code for the triangle ringing, 2 rings for young kids and 3 if they were older. With 2 rings Lisa and David took off to intercept the next group. We would walk almost up to the barn and find the group coming down the trail towards camp, and we would lead them back and give the tour. Every few minutes the triangle would ring and off we go to bring another group down.
For the fourth group the triangle rang 3 times, Marcy and I went up to meet that group, which included 4 adults, two parents of two arriving kids and two parents whose kids were already in the water. After the tour they said it was just like they remembered. The new arriving kids undressed and followed us to the creek. The adults followed along behind. We all got into the water and the adults stood on the beach watching. Two of them called me over and asked if it was alright for them to join their kids. I told them sure, feel free. She asked if they should wear suits. I told them it was totally up to them. They walked up to the tent. They reappeared a few minutes later without suits, and walked through the water over to where their children were playing. They stayed about 10 minutes thanking me as they and the other two adults left.
In total 12 families of kids arrived. I lost count, but we had about 30 kids swimming or laying on the beach. After everyone was there our hosts duties eased and we began having fun too.
Lisa didn't do well with the no-sex rule. I was relaxing in my favorite spot and she came over and sat right on my penis. "Hi." I told her we weren't supposed to do this and she said, "Who will know" I couldn't stop it, my penis hardened and wiggled its way straight up into her. I was pretty excited with all these naked people around, and with her wriggling around on me I ejaculated before she could climax. So I finished her with my thumb under the water. She got up and said, "Thanks big brother," loud enough for several people to hear.
During the afternoon, fairly regularly, a group of adults would wander down to the beach to check out the swimming hole. Marcy and I would get up to meet them and every one of them said it was just like they remembered. Only a few got in the water.
They say boys will be boys, and the boys today were no exception. Erections were everywhere. I even had a few myself even when meeting some of the parents.
The 11 year old brother of the 8 year old brought him over to me. "Hi, I'm Billy. This is my brother, Mark. Can you talk him into taking off his suit?"
"I can talk to him, but it's his decision."
I was lying in my favorite spot, so I had Mark sit on my tummy.
"So Mark, why don't you want to take off your suit?"
"It's embarrassing."
"What is?"
"My dickey is hard."
"That's nothing to be embarrassed about. All boys get erections. Look over there, and there, and there." I pointed out 3 boys with erections. They have erections. Have you talked to your brother about it?"
"No, he makes fun of me because I'm bigger than he is. I'm bigger than any of my other friends out here. Theirs get hard then get soft, mine won't get soft. It's been like this since we got here."
"Can I feel it?" He nodded and I put my hand on the outside of his suit. There was a large hard one in there. "What if I can make it go away?"
"Can you."
"Maybe, let's go up to the tent"
"I held his hand and led him toward the tent." At the tent, we veered off toward a big tree and went on the other side and I sat on a log. "If you want me to make it go away, I'll need to touch it. Can we take your suit off for me?"
"OK."
He took his swim suit off exposing his relatively gigantic penis for his 8 year old body. He was as big as I was when erect. I sat next to him on the log except I was straddling it so I could face him. "I'm going to hold your penis, then I'm going to rub my hand up and down the outside of it. If you want, you can hold mine too. He grabbed ahold even before I touched him. I reached over with my right hand and began slowly stroking his penis. As he became comfortable with the sensation, I sped up. I felt his grip on my penis tighten and his stomach and butt muscles did too. His back and neck arched. His eyes closed and his mouth opened as if he was screaming, but no sound came out. His grip on my penis tightened to a death grip. It made me really hard and his squeezing hurt but I continued. His whole body was stiff. I continued stroking for half a minute before he finally relaxed. "Have you ever had a feeling like that before?"
"No, never, that was really, really great."
Using very simple terms, I explained what I thought was happening to him and how rubbing his penis should help. His penis was still hard and he asked if I would do it again. I started rubbing again and got a repeat performance from him, except this time his penis went soft after his climax.
I told him that if it happened again, he should find someplace private and rub himself or find me or Marcy to help him make it go away. By then his penis had shrunk back down to a size that look like it belonged to an 8 year old. He was still firmly holding my penis. "You can let go of my penis now."
"Oh, sorry, would yours go away if I did that to you?'
"Yes it would.
"Can I?"
"That would be nice of you." And he began stroking me. I didn't want to ejaculate on him, so I turned so I could sit next to him. I spread my legs so I could ejaculate between them, He rubbed, and I squirted.
"What was that?"
So I explained an ejaculation and how he would have them someday too when he was older, but for now he would have dry orgasms. He was ok with that.
We got up and I picked up his suit. He held my hand as we walked back towards the tent. Standing at the opening he decided he was ready to leave his suit off. I put his suit in the tent. We walked back to the creek with two normal size penises. Everyone at the swimming hole was now naked.
I found Marcy and told her I had offered her help to Mark if he should get another erection. She said, "Gee, thanks."
I did see several of the younger boys masturbating. Usually they were in the water. Except for one little 3 year old, he walked around rubbing his penis all afternoon. The girls were harder to spot. You couldn't tell if they were in the water, but on the beach, if she had her hand in her crotch and her finger were moving rhythmically, she was pleasuring herself.
Billy came over to me. "How did you do it?"
"Mark told me he was embarrassed about the size of his erection."
"Yeah, huge isn't it."
I said, "Yes, but he also said you make fun of him."
"But he not normal."
"You've seen all the penises around here today. What's normal?"
"Anything except what he's got!"
"To him, he's normal. Ya know, to him, you have a little penis. Maybe I should tell him to make fun of your little penis. You need to stop making fun of him."
"Oh, I see what you mean, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize to me, apologize to him."
"But how did you make it go away? He had been hard since we got here."
"I showed him how to masturbate."
"What's that?"
"He can show you if he wants."
"Ok, well thanks for helping him. He's having more fun now that he's like the rest of us."
"My pleasure." Actually it was Mark's pleasure. Ok, maybe I did enjoy it a little.
At 5 o'clock the triangle rang announcing dinner. As hosts we waited till the last guest walked towards the tent. The big question was whether or not we could swim after dinner. We hadn't discussed it with Mom, so I made the decision and said yes. Then the question was, "If we're coming back, do we have to get dressed?" Another question we had not thought of. I would leave it up to them. "You don't have to if you don't want to." Most of the older kids began dressing while several of the younger ones left their clothes behind and walked ahead toward the barn, surprisingly one of them was Mark. A few of them had left their clothes in their cars. Marcy and I dressed. Lisa asked, "Do we have to?" "Totally up to you."
"I'm not!" David chimed in.
"Me neither." Added Lisa
When we got back to the barn, I was surprised to see about 80 adults. With about 30 kids with us, this was, "Quite the Social Affair."
As I was finishing my desert, Mark came over to where I was sitting with my family. He was strategically holding his towel in front of him. He whispered in my ear, "It's doing it again." I excused myself from the table and walked to the guest house holding Mark's hand. Marcy caught up to us after just a few steps and took his other hand. "It's been hard since I started eating and it won't go away." We walked him into my bedroom and had him sit on the bed. I made sure he knew that Marcy could always help him if I wasn't around. He moved the towel and sure enough he was very big and very hard again.
Marcy looked at it and told him what a beautiful penis it was. "But people make fun of it." He frowned. She asked, "You know why? They're jealous. It's so magnificent. Yes, it's bigger than theirs and they wish they could have a penis as nice as yours." He smiled at that. It seems that Marcy always knew just the right thing to say.
I asked him, "Do you remember what I did to make it go away last time?" "Yes, do it again please!"
"No, this time, I want to make sure you know how, so next time you can take care of it yourself."
Marcy asked, "Which hand are you going to use? I want to hold your other one."
"Right one I guess." Marcy sat next to him on his left side and took his hand. He grasped his penis in his right hand and wrapped his fingers around it as far as they would go, and began stroking up and down. After a minute you could see the climax coming. His back and neck arched and he tensed, but he kept stroking. At the moment of his climax he increased the speed dramatically. It was over much quicker this time and it returned to its flaccid state.
We walked back to the tables, Mark's towel was around his neck.
I announced that the Swimming Hole was now open. Grampa told me we were going to have a bonfire after dark.
The triangle rang as it was getting dark signaling it was time to come back to the house for the bonfire. Everyone slowly walked to the tent to dress, except the three kids that arrived at camp naked, they walked on ahead. One of them was Mark. I assumed he had taken his suit up earlier. Marcy and I waited around until everyone was dressed and on their way. We dressed last. The only piece of clothing left in the tent was Mark's suit and a couple towels which we gathered up and took to the picnic area.
Everybody was sitting in a big circle and Grampa was lighting the fire.
One of the fathers came over to us and introduced himself as Billy and Mark's dad. "Billy told me what you did for Mark, and I just wanted to say thank you. No amount of my talking with him could talk him out of wearing that suit, but you did it in one conversation! How did you do it?
"Mark told me that he was embarrassed about the large size of his erection, but he was mostly embarrassed that it wouldn't go away. So I helped him."
"What did you? Whatever it was, it really helped."
"Well the first time I took him off for some privacy and I showed him how to masturbate. Then after dinner he said it was happening again, so we took him to my room and had him masturbate himself so he would know how in the future."
"I didn't realize that he was already able to masturbate! Well thank you again. I never imagined that my little boy was maturing so early. But because of you, he had a great time today and maybe now he can keep it under control. By the way, have you seen his swim suit, he's still running around with just a shirt."
I pointed, "It's over on the table."
As the evening wore on, people drifted away and headed home. Most, before they left stopped and thanked Marcy, Lisa, David and I for being great hosts at the swimming hole, and that their kids were looking forward to next summer.
When everyone was gone except Marcy and her mom, we were sitting next to the dying embers of the fire. Mom told us how proud of us she was of the way we handled everything. She told us every parent and grandparent came by and told her what a good job we were doing at the creek.
They pointed out that our willingness to set the example allowed their children to be at ease with their bodies. This was, for most, their first time being naked around someone outside of their immediate family.
Mr. Taylor was especially thankful for what you did for his son. What was it you did?
"Who's Mr. Taylor?"
"He's the father of the little boy wearing the swim suit."
So for the benefit of the adults, I retold the whole story. During the retelling David and Lisa fell asleep. When I was done we sat there a while longer just staring into the glowing embers. Grampa and Gramma said good night. Mom and Evelyn carried Lisa and David to their beds. As they were walking away, Evelyn asked Marcy, "Are we going home tonight" Marcy replied, "It's the last night of summer and the party's not over yet. We'll be in the tent." Evelyn stayed in my room that night.
Marcy and I didn't have sex that night. It was much more intimate than sex we had been having. There was a passion that we had never had before. There was more touching. We held each other closely. I think what we did was called making love.
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