Date: Sat, 02 Sep 2023 04:02:57 +0000 From: Enzo Matrice Subject: Math Tutor 9 Math Tutor 09 by EnzoMatrix [enzomatrice@protonmail(dot)com] (boy/teen first time) Please support the Nifty Archive Alliance so we have a place to share and enjoy our stories. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html As my idol Zachyboy once said. "Give a little something today, you frisky little cheapskate." If you like this story and want to check out my other stories, search for enzomatrice in the Nifty search bar and they should all appear. All my stories start on AllTheFallen and propagate from there. Constructive feedback is always welcome :) NOTE: This story was originally posted in a forum with images of chat windows with emojis. I have tried to repoduce the chat using plain text, so emojis are in brackets eg. {smiling face} An eggplant is still and eggplant, and a peach is still a peach :) enjoy, enzo =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Enzo comes running into Claire's bedroom and jumps onto the bed beside her. She just woke up but is still in bed. "What are you all excited about this morning?" She says with a yawn. "You're gonna help me again today, right Claire?" Enzo says excitedly. She yawns again, "Sorry, bro. I can't help you this time. I am meeting someone after school..." Enzo interrupts her, "But why?!?!" he whines, frustrated and upset at his twin sister. "I'm really sorry, Enzo. I'm meeting my online friend today..." "But mom will be home and... and ... the Dylan thing... the big thing... remember?" Claire needs to hear the words. Deep inside, she needs him to say it. "Tell me again about the big Dylan thing..." she says with a wise-ass smirk, ready to burst into a squee moment. "You know..." Enzo says a bit embarrassed but also excited. His boner starts to grow, "The thing I want to do to Dylan... that big thing..." "Oh, I know, about his big thing..." she giggles, "... but I want you to tell me again what you want to do with it... please..." She begs, grabbing his hand. "I'm gonna suck... his... ya know..." Claire is ready to explode, but she needs to hear it, hear those words explicitly! "His what, Enzo? You're gonna suck his what?" Enzo is all red-faced, flustered, and very stiff. "Enzo, his what? Say it..." she says again, trying to coax the words out of his mouth. As un-Enzo as ever, he becomes super shy. He leans in, his body against hers, and whispers into her ear. "I'm gonna suck his penis..." Claire feels something pulse against her side as he says the words... and that does it for her! "SQUEEEEEEE!!!" Enzo puts his hand over her mouth quickly. "SHHHH!!!!" Enzo whispers loudly, "Mom and Dad are gonna hear you!" Claire is almost vibrating, "I know how important that is for you. I can feel it..." She winks. His face turns an even brighter red. He backs his body away from her and squeezes his stiffy to try and calm it. "Sorry..." He whispers, knowing that she felt his boner throbbing against her. She continues, "I know that's important to you. But Enzo, I must meet my online friend. I will explain later, OK?" "But... but... You promised, Claire. You promised to help me." "Enzo, I am helping you. I just can't tell you how right now, you have to trust me. Hey, remember the first time Dylan saw you dressed as Saika? You were both so excited?" Enzo nods yes. "But you didn't do anything, even though you probably both wanted to. You waited. Then the next time something really great happened, right?" Enzo nods enthusiastically. "Sometimes, when you can't do something and have to wait... well... it makes the time you actually get to do it maybe even better." Enzo is not happy, but accepts her suggestion, "I hope you're right... `cause... I really want to try it... Really badly, Claire... I really want to do the big thing..." "I know, Enzo. I know how much you and Dylan like each other. Waiting a couple extra days won't change that. But it might be worth the wait, I promise, OK?" Enzo just nods OK, reluctantly. "Trust me, those waffles will taste better after you have to wait for them." Enzo is taken aback. "Huh? Waffles?" And before he figures out what is happening, he is covered in blankets and his sister dashes to the kitchen for breakfast. "CLAIRE! No fair, Claire!" Enzo yells, throwing the blankets off and dashing toward the kitchen after her. He sees her already sitting, with a grin ear-to-ear. "I guess Enzo doesn't want any waffles, he is so slow this morning! I will take his waffles too if he doesn't want them!" "HEY!" "Claire, stop teasing your brother. And both of you, stop playing around. Eat your breakfast and get ready for school." Dad has spoken and the twins listen. Their antics get a little chuckle from their mom. "Don't encourage them... moooooom." Their dad says with a chuckle, mimicking his offspring. The family all laugh and then have breakfast together. They talk about their plans for that day. After breakfast, the kids go to their rooms to get ready for school. Claire finishes dressing and then hears a ring coming from her computer. She opens her laptop and it's her chat friend. {Chat Window - emoji in brackets} * BLoverGRRRL enters chat * * BLaire enters chat * BLoverGRRRL: hey grl BLaire: {waving hand} BLoverGRRRL: m33t l8r? BLoverGRRRL: after school BLaire: {smiling face} BLaire: da fountain BLoverGRRRL: yup BLaire: but BLaire: {eyes} BLoverGRRRL: sorry brb BLoverGRRRL: ugh BLoverGRRRL: moms BLoverGRRRL: gotta go BLoverGRRRL: {eyes} @ grillbook BLoverGRRRL: PinkyGurl96 BLaire: OK! BLoverGRRRL: l8r! BLaire: l8r! * BLoverGRRRL leaves chat* Claire's heart beats fast. She searches Grillbook for her friend's page, and there she is! "She's so cool looking and so pretty!" Claire says out loud. "Who's pretty?" Enzo says, poking his head into Claire's room. Claire slaps the cover down, "Nobody... ready?" "Ready, pascetti!" Claire giggles, "You're such a dweeb sometimes." He couldn't say spaghetti when he was really little and she used to tease him. Now he says pascetti when he is being silly around her. It's a bit of a tell, so she expects him to do something very childish any second now. She grabs her bag and walks toward Enzo. Just before she meets Enzo at the door, he dashes, "You're such a slow poke! All those waffles must be weighing you down!" They run toward the front door laughing, pushing, and knocking into each other. "Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!" they yell as they run out the front door to school. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Neither Enzo nor Claire has a very productive day at school. Enzo has his mind on Dylan and Claire has her mind on meeting her online friend after school. When the final bell of the day rings, Enzo dashes home and Claire dashes to the girl's room. Claire wants to look cool for her online friend and doesn't think her school clothes are gonna cut it. She changes into some short shorts and a cute white top. She looks at herself in the mirror, and says to herself, "That'll work!" Then dashes off toward the high school to meet her online friend. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Enzo enters the front door, plops down his stuff, and yells, "Hey Mom!" "Hi, Enzo. Dylan is coming today, are you ready?" She says from the couch. His prick gets a rise from the mere mention of that teenager's name. "Yes, Mom. I am gonna get my room ready. You can send him in, OK?" He yells as he dashes toward his room. "OK, Enzo." She says with a chuckle. Enzo prepares the room perfect for Dylan; chair, water, paper, and pencil, but unfortunately no Saika today. As soon as he hears Dylan's voice, he becomes stiff and excited. He jumps up to greet him. "Hey buddy, ready to slay some math dragons?" Dylan says with a serious look. "You're so weird..." Enzo says with a giggle, closing the door behind Dylan. Dylan turns around and is met with a big Enzo hug. "I missed you, Dylan!" Dylan can feel Enzo's prick pulse against him. "I missed you too, Enzo," Dylan says hugging him back. Enzo whispers, "I wanted to do the thing... like you did to me... but... not when my mom's here, OK?" He feels Dylan's prick pulse against him. Dylan, whispers back, "That's probably best Enzo. We really should study anyway. I'm your math tutor, not your sex ed tutor." "I know... but... can we... maybe..." Before Enzo finishes, Dylan leans in for a quick kiss, causing both of their dicks to pulse against each other. Besides a few knee rubs, hand touches, and each coping a few quick boner feels, they keep it mostly clean and focus on studying. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Claire sits on a bench close to the fountain looking toward the high school. She waits nervously, trying to find a cool-looking but comfortable position. She sits leaning forward, then crosses her leg one way, then the other, until finally she just sits back. She feels comfortable and cool. What she doesn't realize is that with her small frame, her legs are above the ground, and she actually looks younger. She looks away for a moment, checking out her surroundings. When she turns her head back toward the fountain, her online friend is standing there looking just as nervous as Claire feels. "Oh, hi... uhm... are you... BLoverGRRRL?" The teenager seems very nervous and shy, "Blaire?" "Actually, my name is Claire." "Oh, that's clever -- with your screen name. Mine is River... you... you're... you're much younger than I thought you would be." "I..." Claire stumbles, not knowing what to say. "I mean, much, much, much younger... you... uhm... You don't go to high school, do you?" "No, I'm in middle school... but, I will be going here soon!" Claire says proudly. "Wait, how old are you?" "I'm 12." "Oh... uhm... crap... I really thought you were going to be older. I don't know about this..." River is really taken aback by how young she is. This is not going as planned. She begins to feel dizzy. She sits down beside Claire and puts down what looks like a shoe box between them. "Is that? Ya know..." Claire reaches to open the box to look inside. River puts her hand on Claire's, "Not here..." They look into each other's eyes, and then River quickly looks away. "Wait, how old is your little brother then?" "Oh, he is not my little brother, we are twins. Well, I was born first, he was two whole minutes later. So, I guess he is my little brother -- he sure acts like it!" Claire giggles. "So, his tutor is in high school then?" "Yes, his tutor is in high school and my brother is in middle school... well, I guess you already know that now -- since we're twins." Claire lets out a nervous giggle. River becomes super nervous and agitated, "I don't know if I can do this... you're so young... and... these..." River looks down at the box. "What's wrong? River?" River is totally flustered now, unable to even look at Clair. She stares at the box, then stutters, "I just thought... Claire, you're... I mean these are... I could get in so much..." "I'm sorry... River? I should have... but... I thought... we like all the same stuff and... we are still friends, right?" "Claire this is kinda freaking me out... I gotta go... I gotta... You never saw me..." River, visibly upset and almost ready to burst into tears, gets up and runs away. "River, stop! Wait! Please, can we talk... River? River?" And like that, River is gone in a dash. Claire is stunned. She looks down at the box. She feels crushed. She lets out a sigh and heads home, moping. She hopes to sneak the box into the house unnoticed. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= River walks through the front door of her house. Her face is red from crying and she is out of breath. "What happened, sweetie? Why are you crying? River?" Her mom asks. "It's nothing. Really. Just something at school that... I'm fine." The teen says, wiping her face with her sleeve. "River? Were they bullying you... again?" Her mom asks very concerned. "No Mom, no bullying at this school... yet at least. It's something else... I will be fine." River gives her mom a fake smile to let her know she is OK and not to worry. "Well, I am here if you want to talk. I love you, River." "Love you too Mom. I just need some alone time." She says before walking to her room. "OK, sweetie. Maybe cook dinner together? I know that always cheers you up." "Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks, Mom." "Take all the time you need, sweetie." River already feels a little better. She is home with her supportive mom. Well, sometimes a bit over-supportive, but supportive nonetheless. She goes to her room, plops face down on the bed, sighs, and thinks about her meeting with Claire. How young she was, how cute she was, and that she's got a twin brother. Both are only 12 and, by the way, now possess adult toys -- that she gave them! It's all a bit overwhelming. What was she thinking, giving a kid sex toys? No way a high schooler is gonna want to fuck a little boy... or... wait... so he's like 12 and his tutor is anywhere between 15 and 17? That's not so bad? Right? I mean, I'm 15... Claire is 12 and kinda cute... right? wait?!?!?! River's cell beeps, it's a text from her BFF. The text was from earlier that day but just popped up. "My cell provider sucks donkey dicks," she says to herself, "Why am I just getting this?" Her BFF was just wishing her luck and hoping her meeting after school goes well - maybe she could tell him about it at lunch tomorrow. "Ugh..." she sighs. She tells him almost everything, but hopefully, the afternoon disaster doesn't come up tomorrow at lunch. She has no idea how to explain what happened. Maybe she will draw him something special to keep him occupied so he doesn't ask questions. Wait... was it really a disaster? I mean Claire is really young, but... Maybe I am just overthinking it like I always do, she thinks to herself... maybe it wasn't a disaster? I don't know. She dives into her Grillbook page to check messages and then realizes she shared the page with Claire. She swipes through her posts to make sure there is nothing too naughty the young girl might see. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Enzo and Dylan walk to the living room after the session is over. "So, how was your session today, boys?" Enzo's mom asks. Enzo responds in a typically hyperactive manner, "Awesome Mom! Dylan is so awesome. I don't think we need any specialists! We got Dylan. He can fix me!" Enzo says looking at Dylan with an ear-to-ear smile. "Well, I mean most of that is just fact. But a second opinion wouldn't hurt." Dylan says giving Enzo's mom a wink. Enzo's mom chuckles, "Oh, speaking of specialists, they called while you guys were studying. You boys were all hot and heavy in there, so I didn't want to disturb you." Enzo and Dylan look at each other with a `does she know something is going on?' expression. She continues, "They will have the report ready at the end of the week. They would like to meet you both again after school on Friday." "Really?!?! That's awesome Mom! I can't wait! Can you meet after school Dylan?" Enzo asks, hoping Dylan says yes. "I have practice, but I can make it wor..." "YES!" Enzo says with a fist pump, interrupting Dylan. "I can't wait!" "Well, you will have to. At least until Friday." Dylan says with a smirk, trying to rattle the boy. Enzo smiles, "Well... yeah... I guess you're right..." "I'm always right. I'm the tutor, remember?" Dylan says proudly, getting a good laugh from Enzo and his mom. Enzo walks Dylan to the front door to say goodbye. They both want to kiss so badly, but not with mom standing there watching them. Enzo just gives him a cute little wave. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Claire manages to sneak into the house through the back door, unnoticed. Her mom is on the phone and Enzo is with Dylan studying in his room. She puts the shoe box under her arm and dashes directly to her room and closes the door behind her. Claire sits on her bed, just looking at the box. She is excited and scared to open it or even just to peek inside. A fake eggplant, she thinks to herself. She is now in possession of a fake eggplant and is scared to look at it. She takes a deep breath, picks up the box, and puts it on her lap. She takes another deep breath, pulls off the top, and looks inside. She moves the tissue paper around and sees two very foreign-looking objects and a bottle. One of the objects is much larger, rubbery, and flesh-colored. It looks like a large dick and balls, with a suction cup at one end. She imagines it is the size of a teenage boy's dick, maybe the size of Dylan's. Then her juices begin to flow, she is looking at a big boy's dick and it is making her tingly. She rubs her hand between her legs in hopes of calming her girly parts. She lets out a deep breath and then eyes the other object. It is smaller, hard plastic, and very pink! Like hot pink! It reminds her of River's hair. One end is tapered, almost like the end of a Sharpie pen, and the other end is flat and has very shallow ridges. The container is labeled personal lubricant, whatever that is? She stares into the box, just looking at the objects. She feels tingly inside; these are toys for sex, toys for making one feel really good... She starts to get that feeling just thinking about them. Her girly parts tingle thinking about how to use these objects. Claire jumps when she hears a ring coming from her computer. She opens her laptop and it's her chat friend again. Her face lights up. * BLoverGRRRL enters chat * * BLaire enters chat * BLoverGRRRL: hey grl BLaire: {waving hand} BLoverGRRRL: sorry BLoverGRRRL: I fr33kd BLoverGRRRL: I totes fr33kd BLaire: Iz OK BLaire: I was nervees 2 BLoverGRRRL: {grinning face with sweat} BLoverGRRRL: sorry BLoverGRRRL: still blfs? BLaire: blfs? BLoverGRRRL: boylove friends BLoverGRRRL: {face with tears of joy} BLaire: foraver? BLoverGRRRL: blffs! BLaire: {hugging face} BLaire: {face blowing a kiss} BLoverGRRRL: {hugging face} {face blowing a kiss} {hugging face} Claire is so happy that River still wants to be friends! Best friends even! But she wants to know more about the objects in the box. There is a pause in the chat though. It's like they got disconnected. BLaire: ? BLaire: U there? BLoverGRRRL: sorry BLoverGRRRL: ugh BLoverGRRRL: moms - dinner BLoverGRRRL: did u look in box? BLaire: yes BLoverGRRRL: big {eggplant} BLoverGRRRL: 4 U bro BLoverGRRRL: tutor size BLoverGRRRL: {smiling face} BLaire: {OK hand} BLoverGRRRL: lil pinky 4 U BLoverGRRRL: turn round part BLoverGRRRL: UL figure it out BLoverGRRRL: {smiling face} BLaire: TY BLoverGRRRL: U will DEFS TM after you try! BLoverGRRRL: {honeybee}{honeybee}grl BLoverGRRRL: {smiling face} BLoverGRRRL: chat soon BLaire: {hugging face} BLoverGRRRL: {hugging face} * BLoverGRRRL leaves chat* Claire closes the chat window and opens River's Grillbook page to check out more pictures. The images are very artistic, which she would expect from an amazing artist like River. But they are also very revealing and beautiful, and... very, very sensual. Then she sees a fourth image. River appears to be naked but covered in leaves. Claire feels tingly inside and looks in the box again. "Claire! Dinner!" Enzo yells through the door. She quickly closes her laptop, covers the box, and slips it under her bed. Her heart is pounding! She takes a deep breath to calm herself and then goes to the kitchen for dinner. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Enzo wakes on Friday morning with a glow. He will finally get to see the results from the tests and maybe finally do the big Dylan thing. His morning wood pulses just thinking about it. After the typical morning routine, he is off to school with his twin sister. She seems as excited about Enzo's day as he is. "You need to tell me everything when you get home! I mean, every little detail!" She says grabbing his arm. "OK, OK, geese!" He says brushing her off. "E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G!" He giggles and they dash off to homeroom. The day is a blur for the twins, just thinking about what is gonna happen. Enzo is fidgety and in a daze most of the day. He is not sure if he is more excited about being fixed by the specialist or giving his first BJ to Dylan. Claire daydreams through most of her classes about Enzo and Dylan's next big step. After the last class of the day, Enzo goes to the guidance counselor. The counselor tries to make small talk but knows Enzo is too excited and not really listening. "Where is Dylan?" Enzo says nervously, looking at the clock. "He will be here, Enzo. Dylan is very responsible. He wouldn't leave you hanging. He probably had practice and is just running a little late." "Oh, yeah, he said something about that. I hope he gets here soon..." When Dylan finally arrives, he seems out of breath and sweaty. "Sorry, I'm late. I had practice and I ran right over. Ready, Enzo?" Enzo nods with excitement as they leave. They walk quickly, side-by-side, to the high school. Despite being in a hurry, they playfully bump into each other as they walk, sending sparks between them each time they touch. As they enter the high school, they look at each other. Enzo giggles. "We can't go in like this!" He whispers. They both look down and their pants are tented like teepees. "Crap... we don't have much time..." Dylan says. Enzo has a naughty smirk on his face, "I know a way to... I can do... You know... do the thing you did to me... I shot super-fast, remember?" "You have been thinking about that all this time, haven't you?" Enzo nods excitedly and smiles. "Oh, boy... We can't be late though..." Dylan says looking into the boy's eyes. He is totally under the boy's spell, "OK, OK. Come, quickly." Enzo's eyes light up. Dylan grabs Enzo's hand, sending shocks through them both. They dash toward the locker room. They are both super nervous, super excited, and super horny! When they get to the bench, Dylan asks again, "Are you sure you want to do this? I didn't have a chance to shower... and... we have to hurry..." Dylan tries to tell Enzo. Enzo interrupts, "I'm really sure, Dylan... I really want to do it. I will be quick..." He looks deep into the boy's eyes and drops his pants. No turning back now. Enzo looks down, "Are you wearing a..." "A jock strap? Yeah, like I said. I didn't have time to shower and change." He says as he sits on the bench. "I hope it doesn't smell too bad down there." Dylan kicks his pants out of the way and sits on the bench. Enzo gets down on his hands and knees. He moves toward Dylan and gets a blast of something then turns him into Jello. The musty smells of a teen athlete's sweaty crotch. The pheromones go straight into his nostrils and light up the 12-year-old's brain. He goes in for a sniff and his whole body vibrates. The smell of Dylan's teen musk turns on Enzo more than he has ever been turned on before. He closes his eyes and takes a really deep sniff of the teen's strong aroma wafting from his cock and balls. The strong aroma does something deep inside Enzo and he moans uncontrollably. "You like the smell, don't you?" The equally turned-on Dylan asks. Enzo looks up, his puppy dog eyes sparkle, and he nods excitedly. "You smell amazing Dylan." Then looking right at the big teen cock, Enzo asks, "Can I suck it now?" Dylan almost explodes from the boy's pure lust for his cock. Almost begging like a little puppy wanting a treat. Savoring the aroma and practically drooling. Dylan removes his jock and his throbbing cock pops into view. Enzo's attention is now fully on Dylan's big cock, big balls, and all the hair around it -- and the aroma drives him crazy with lust. He is finally gonna get what he has been dreaming about since Dylan sucked his. Dylan gulps with anticipation, "It's all yours Enzo..." Enzo takes the teen's cock in his mouth. He tastes something slimy and sweet on his tongue. "Did you shoot the white stuff already?" "It's pre-cum Enzo. I make a lot when I get super excited... like you are making me right now. Do you like how it tastes?" Enzo smiles and nods, then goes in for more. He caps the teen's cockhead and suckles the pre-cum, letting out a `yum" sound. Dylan looks down and Enzo is in a position with his back arched and ass up in the air. The boy looks so fucking cute and so fucking sexy. That amazing-looking ass gets Dylan's mind racing. Enzo tries to mimic what Dylan did last time. He licks his lips and then lets more of Dylan's cock enter his mouth deeper. Dylan's response is just what you'd expect from a teen boy getting his first blowjob from the boy he is totally crushing on, "Holy shit..." he moans. Enzo fully focuses on pleasing the teen, slowly taking more and licking around the head. Dylan is in heaven, moaning like crazy. He looks down at Enzo totally getting into it. Enzo looks up at Dylan and sees how much the teen is enjoying this. Dylan stares at the boy's ass. He thinks to himself, I want to fuck this boy... oh my god that ass... I need to fuck this cute ass boy... He feels Enzo grab his dick and feel up his balls as he sucks. Enzo is enjoying giving his first blowjob so much, he begins to hum. The vibrations do it for Dylan. Dylan puts his hand on Enzo's head and starts unloading his teen boy batter into Enzo's mouth. "Enzo!!!!!!" He moans loudly. Enzo tries to back off but can't with Dylan holding his head. The feeling of Dylan's moans, his touch, and all the cum shooting into his mouth makes his own dick begin to shoot. Enzo moans loudly as he spurts hard, despite not even having to touch himself. Dylan's enjoyment and aroma provide all the fuel he needs. But it's a bit too much fuel and Dylan's cum overtakes him. He gags a bit and Dylan looks down and sees him struggling. "Oh, shit! Oh, shit!" Dylan releases his head. "Sorry, Enzo! I should have warned you. It was just so good." Enzo pulls off and coughs, spitting some cum on the floor. When he recovers, he tells Dylan, "It's OK, it was just so much, Dylan. I didn't know there was gonna be so much at once." Enzo, let's out a little cough. Then pulls a pubic hair from his mouth. "Shit, I really made a mess Enzo. I'm so sorry..." Enzo jumps up to give Dylan the biggest hug. "It was awesome Dylan! It was so awesome! We have to do it again! It was sooooo awesome!" Dylan hugs him back, "Maybe if I trim my hair down there and not hold your head next time it will be better." Dylan kisses Enzo deeply. He can taste his cum in the boy's mouth and smells his own crotch on the boy's lips. After they kiss, Dylan says, "I would suck you too, but we are already late. We really need to go now." "Oh, I already shot my stuff, Dylan. It was that awesome! I didn't even touch it and it shot the white stuff!" Enzo points at the puddle of watery boy-spunk on the floor. Dylan smiles proudly. He made the boy cum without even touching himself. The boy just never ceases to amaze him. "Well, then let's get cleaned up and get out of here, quickly." As they walk quickly down the hall, Dylan offers him a piece of gum. "Here, you got... You know... something on your breath. This might help." Enzo giggles, "Thanks, Dylan." When they arrive at the room, the specialist is not there yet. A few minutes later, Mr. White finally arrives and apologizes. There was an accident and he was stuck in traffic. They sit at a table and Mr. White gives the boys the results. He explains each result thoroughly to Enzo and Dylan. The struggles Enzo was having in math were somewhat common and usually started appearing in boys around his age. Unfortunately, most kids don't realize they can get help and just continue to struggle and fail. Someone with learning challenges can be perceived as not being smart, but in fact, most kids are actually very intelligent. He explained that was the case with Enzo as well. "Standard testing tests for the median. Our testing yields the same end goal but approaches it from different angles. Once we figure out the direction your mind goes to solve a problem, we can tailor your learning recommendations. For example, instead of asking you what 1 + 1 equals, we ask a series of questions that all result in the same answer." Enzo looks at Dylan and then at Mr. White, "You mean like patterns?" He asks excitedly. Mr. White smiles, "Yes, exactly. Like patterns." "Dylan taught me all about how to use patterns to understand all the jumbled numbers in my head. Didn't you Dylan?" Enzo says proudly. Dylan smiles, "That's right." "Where did you learn that, Dylan?" Mr. White asks. "I've always done math in my head using patterns. I just never knew that was a thing. I was diagnosed with dyslexia a few years back and learned different methods for reading. When I started to tutor Enzo, I thought maybe the patterns I use might help him." "Well, that would account for some anomalies we found in the results..." "Anomalies?" Enzo asks. "You might remember that one of the tests was a videogame. It was designed to test your pattern recognition abilities." "Oh, I remember that was kinda easy." Mr. White responds, "Well, that's because Dylan apparently gave you the cheat codes." They all get a good laugh. "So, now that you have the results, let's talk about the next steps. We have a guide that will give you some tips and tricks for learning. Things you can do to make learning easier. We have some information for you Dylan as well, to help you tutor Enzo. They are just suggestions, use what works best, and please keep notes. We will have a follow-up in 6 months and would be very interested in your findings. Last, but not least, we have a list of resources for your teachers. The resources will give them insights into methods to help you learn better." "Wow, there is a lot of info here!" Dylan says, looking through the guide he was given. "Yeah, this is awesome!" Enzo says with a wide smile. "Each of these resources has our contact information. If you or your teachers have any questions, please contact us. As I said, we will do a follow-up in 6 months." Mr. White and the boys chat for a bit afterward before they leave. Both Enzo and Dylan are excited to put the new resources to work as soon as possible. The boys talk about the meeting the entire walk home. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Enzo's mom goes to the kitchen to prepare a special meal for her special boy. She can't wait to see his face when he tells her the results from the specialist. She's going to cook his favorite dish, Mom's awesomest ever Pad Thai with cock sauce, as Enzo likes to call it. The famous Vietnamese brand sriracha that he likes is of course nothing like the original Thai sriracha she used back home in Thailand. But she knows her son loves it, so she buys the cock sauce for her boy, but keeps her secret stash of the real stuff, from back home, for herself. As she is preparing the ingredients, she notices she doesn't have enough of either sauce! "Jai yen jai yen" she repeats to herself trying to calm down. She walks to Claire's room, where her daughter is busy studying and knocks on the door frame. "Claire, we are out of cock sauce. You know how much Enzo loves his cock sauce! I don't want to disappoint your brother on his special day. Come with me to the store." Claire tries not to laugh, knowing her brother is probably enjoying Dylan's cock sauce right now. "Moooommmm, I'm studying... Can you just go without me?" "And leave you home... alone?!?!?!" "Mom! Seriously? I'm 12. Most girls my age are already babysitting!" "But you are not most girls... you're... you're my baby..." "Mom! You need to let go a little. We are not babies anymore, we are almost teenagers. I will be fine alone. You are only gonna be gone for like 2 seconds!" "OK, OK... But you have my number in an emergency or if you need anything!" "Mom! I'll be fine. Seriously, like anything can happen in 2 seconds... geese..." Claire's mom gives her a look, "A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G!" Then turns to leave. Claire giggles, "OK, OK. Anything..." then rolls her eyes. As soon as Mom leaves the room, Claire's mind goes into overdrive. She has an image of Dylan making his cock sauce for Enzo; her brother's lips around his teen boner and filling his mouth with cock sauce. It gets her tingly in her naughty bits. As soon as she hears the sound of the front door lock, something unlocks in her brain. "I am totally alone now," she says out loud. "Totally alone!" She jumps up from her desk and hops onto the bed. She grabs her laptop and opens it. River's Grillbook page is still up and there is that seductive picture. River, practically naked, covered in leaves. Then she immediately thinks about the box and what's inside. She jumps off the bed, gets the box, and pops the top. She looks at the toys and remembers how River said the pink one was for her. She grabs it and twists the end like River told her. The vibrator buzzes into action. "Oh... wow... it's so... buzzy..." Claire whispers under her breath. She reaches for her earbuds on the nightstand. She pops them in her ears and puts on some pre-teen ear candy to get her juices flowing -- some boy band singing `oh, oh baby' pop music. She pulls up her loose dress and removes her panties, exposing her girl parts. She puts the humming vibrator against her naughty bits and sighs, "Oh. My. Gawd! It feels so amazing!" Her body immediately relaxes and she leans back against the wall. She spreads her legs wide, knees bent with her feet on the bed, and pets her little kitty with the buzzing pink toy. She closes her eyes and enjoys the ride Little Pinky is giving her. The sensation is like nothing she has ever felt. She is dripping wet rubbing the vibrator against the lips of her most intimate opening. She moans along to the boy's voices in her ears, imagining the vibrator is one of those boy's dick rubbing against her. "Oh baby... yeah..." she whispers sing-song along with the music, in pure ecstasy. When she is wet and ready, she pushes the tip inside and moans loudly, "Put it in me, baby... yeah... oh... oh baby..." "Whoa!" Claire opens her eyes. She sees her brother standing there staring at her diddle herself. Enzo is super curious about what Claire is doing. Not fazed with her intimacy. "ENZO! GET OUT! GO!" Claire is totally in shock but also enveloped in feelings too good to close her legs. The vibrator continues to stimulate her most intimate region. "Is that how you... ya know... Claire? What is that pink thingy?" "ENZO! I SAID GET OUT!" She yells, still unable to stop her joy ride toward ecstasy. He is not at all fazed by her pleas. It's not fair in his eyes, that she sees everything of his and hears about what he and Dylan do. They are twins and share everything. He should be able to see her enjoying herself too. He is fascinated by the pink thing in her hand and against her opening. He sees the box and wonders what else is inside. "Please let me watch. You know everything about me and Dylan..." "Ewe... no! I'm a girl, it's different. Now go away! Please!" "I will let you watch me... you know... do that... if you want?" "Ewe! EWe! EWE! Enzo, just get out and let me finish before Mom gets home. I'm so close Enzo... Please Enzo... it feels so..." Claire's eyes flutter as the vibrator brings her closer to orgasm. Enzo gets huffy, "Fine! I'll go!" "AND CLOSE THE Doorrrrrrrr..." she moans loudly as she begins to enter her happy ending. As Enzo reaches to close the door her hears his sister whimper, "Oh god, oh god, oh god..." as her orgasm comes on hard and strong. Despite the brief interruption, it is by far THE best orgasm she has ever had. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Dinner starts out very awkward for the twins. The scene in Claire's bedroom is fresh in both of their minds. They can't even look at each other. But their mood changes as soon as mom says, "I made my special boy's favorite dish for his special day!" "With cock sauce?!?!" Enzo asks. "Mom even went out to get a brand-new bottle of cock sauce for her spoiled brat!" Claire blurts out with a giggle. "Claire, it's a special day for Enzo. Don't tease him!" Dad says. Claire side bumps Enzo, "Just kidding bro. So, tell us all about the big meeting, Enzo." Enzo smiles and goes into overdrive, excitedly telling his family about the meeting. He fawns on Dylan of course, telling them how smart he is and how lucky he is to have such an awesome tutor. He tells them how Dylan taught him about patterns even before that was their recommendation. He talks a mile a minute, only pausing after his dad tells him to slow down and eat his dinner. Claire can see the twinkle in her brother's eyes as he talks about Dylan. She knows that something special happened between them today and definitely wants to hear the whole story. Every single detail! After dinner, they clean up and then Enzo shows them all the information he got from the specialist. Later, they move to the living room to watch some TV before the twins get ready for bed. When the twins go back to their rooms, Claire follows Enzo into his room to ask him about Dylan. She closes the door lightly. "So, you and Dylan did stuff, didn't you. I can tell by the way you talked about him tonight. Something special happened? You did the thing to him? Right?" Enzo is still a bit upset from earlier when she kicked him out of her room. "Well, you'll never find out. Will you?" "Wait, what? Tell me what happened. Did something bad happen?" "No, it was good... it was awesome... really, really, awesome! The best thing EVER! But..." Enzo crosses his arms and gives her a nasty look. "Since you won't let me see what girls do, then maybe I won't tell you what we boys do either? How about that?" "Hey, that's not fair! Those are different... with girls... It's just different..." "How? I like to get the good feelings just like you like to get the good feelings. I think of a boy when I masturbate and you... Well... it sure sounded like you were thinking of a boy? Put it in me, baby... yeah..." he says the last part mockingly, with a girly voice and rubbing his crotch. Claire's face turns red. "Stop that... OK... but..." "If you want to hear about me and Dylan ever again, you need to share stuff with me too. That's only fair." Claire looks to the floor, "OK. But... I really want to hear about what you and Dylan did." She looks up and into her brother's eyes. "Please tell me... please, Enzo?" Enzo grins, "You first... what was that pink thing? It was making a weird sound and you were..." "Enzo, it's called a vibrator. It vibrates and feels really good against my... you know... I mean, you saw..." "Where did you get it?" Now Claire knows she needs to come clean with her brother. About everything. "If I tell you, promise you won't get mad or hate me..." "You're my twin sister, I can't hate you! Wait... why would I hate you?" Claire pauses, then looks into her brother's questioning and innocent eyes, "Let's sit..." She takes his hand and they sit side-by-side on the bed. She doesn't look at him when she talks. "So, I have been on this website that has stories. Like, stories similar to what you and Dylan do. It's called BL or Boy-Love." This is not news to Enzo, as the subject has come up before. But he is not sure where she is going with this. "So? You told me already..." She stops him, "...Please, Enzo. Let me finish. Some stories are just about boys kissing and hugging, but some go farther. Like way farther... like sex stuff. Like boys having sex... and stuff..." Enzo whispers, "Like... what I do with Dylan?" "And... More..." "More?" "A lot more..." "Oh..." "Yeah... Anyway, one site has a chat room. I have been chatting with someone... about... ya know... you and Dylan..." "You told people what me and Dylan do?!?!?! How could you!?!?!?" Enzo says in a loud whisper, about to get up. "Shhh... It's not what you think. She doesn't know who you are or who Dylan is. Just that I have a little brother that does BL stuff with his teenage boy tutor." "I'm not your little brother! And why would you tell someone that." "Because that is what we fanaticize about... but I promise I leave out any details. It's just fantasy talk. And she is totally cool." She can tell Enzo is super pissed, "you said you wouldn't get mad or hate me..." "I..." Enzo wants to scream, but tries to calm down, "why are you telling me this, now?" "She told me hugs lead to kisses and kisses lead to... more..." "Well, I sucked Dylan today, Claire. So, yeah, I guess kissing leads to sucking." "And more..." "More than sucking? How?" Claire sighs, her brother can be so naïve sometimes, "She said... well... teen boys like to put it in... you know..." She points at her girly parts. "There. Like, she said they like that A LOT!" "But I don't have one of those..." "I know silly! But gay boys put it in the other hole..." Enzo thinks to himself, besides my mouth, there are ears, nose, and... "Wait, what? You mean..." Claire nods, "She said Dylan might want to put his thing in your butt Enzo." "But... but... It's so big... how? Won't it hurt?" "She says you need to get prepared for it. You need to get it ready for him, so it doesn't hurt as much." "How?" "With a fake thingy... It's called a dildo, Enzo. It looks like a real boy's thingy but made of like rubber or something. You use it to get ready for Dylan's real one." "You mean... like... that pink thing? You want me to use that pink thing?" "No, she gave that one to me... She gave me a bigger one for you. We don't know how big Dylan is but she said it is about the size of an average teen boy's thingy??" Enzo feels weird inside, his mind spinning like a top thinking about what Claire is saying. Dylan wants to put his big dick into my little butthole? I would do anything for Dylan to make him happy. So, if Dylan wants to put it in me, I need to be ready just like Claire said. "You OK Enzo?" "Yeah, just... I wanna see it." Enzo jumps off the bed and demands to get a quick peek at the dildo. "I wanna see the fake thingy." "OK, Enzo... Just don't... ya know... freak out on me. OK?" Enzo is nervous, as his mind is flooded with all these new ideas. He feels Claire grab his hand and leads him back to her room. She sits him down on the bed and fetches the box. She sits beside him, puts the box on her lap, and removes the top. They both look inside. "Woah! That thing is huge! Are you sure it will fit?" Enzo says, looking back at his butt. She giggles at his reaction, "It does look kinda big. Is Dylan smaller or bigger than this?" He stares at it, "Dunno..." Then grabs it from the box. It's a bit rubbery but not floppy, maybe slightly floppier than when Dylan is super stiff. He holds the dildo up to his face, almost looking cross-eyed, examining it closely. He holds it like he held Dylan's dick when he sucked him. He looks like he is preparing to suck it, to compare the real thing. Claire giggles, "Well? What do you think?" "Hmm... I think Dylan is maybe just a bit bigger. Maybe?" He fondles the balls, "...and Dylan's balls are definitely bigger." Then he lifts it, as if it were really Dylan, and goes under the shaft to sniff the balls - he remembers Dylan's strong scent when he sucked him. Enzo sniffs, "...and Dylan smells way better... Dylan smells amazing... these smell... well... like rubber or something." "Wow, Dylan is really big then... Wait, did you just say Dylan's balls smell amazing?" Enzo nods enthusiastically, "Amazing, Claire!" Claire gives him a grin, "You're so weird... but cute..." Enzo lets out a giggle. Claire continues, "...anyway, I think this should at least prepare you for the real thing?" Enzo nods as he continues to examine the dildo closely. "Enzo. I know, it's a lot to think about. You had a long day, let's maybe put that thing away and call it a night. We can talk more tomorrow, OK?" Enzo, deep in thought, just nods and then puts the dildo back in the box. Claire turns and gives Enzo a tight hug. She whispers, "I love you Enzo. If Dylan wants to put his thing in you... I... I don't ever want to see you get hurt. I will help you prepare for it if you guys want to do that." "I want to do it... I... I love you too, Claire. You're the best sis ever!" Claire squeezes him super tight, "And you better tell me tomorrow about everything you two did today! Every kiss, hug, and all the boner stuff too!" Enzo giggles and tries to squirm out of her bear hug, "Geeze, you're gonna squeeze the guts out of me! OK, OK! I'll tell you tomorrow." She lets him go and gives him a peck on the cheek, "Nighty tighty... butt!" she says with a giggle. Enzo giggles, repeating "tighty butt..." before leaving her room. He is stiff as a pencil, thinking about Dylan and the dildo. But he is so exhausted from the long day, he jumps into bed, slips under the sheets, and falls asleep quickly. Claire, on the other hand, tosses and turns all night thinking about how she will help her brother. How that big dildo is going to fit into his tight little butt?