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Jamie was like no other guy I knew, and in all honesty I can’t decide if I like him in a sexual way or not. Ever since I met him we’d been good friends, I could tell him anything and knew he wouldn’t care, wouldn’t judge me, he knew my past, my abilities, there was probably nothing he didn’t know.

Months before he’d asked me out but I couldn’t do it, I liked him, but as a friend, these days I’m not so sure. He keeps trying to get me as his girlfriend and I keep shying away from the question, but now I just don’t know, something inside me rears its head when I think of doing things with him. Before the thought of him touching me, even holding my hand made me panic, feel repulsed and I backed away.

“I’m scared,” I whispered into his shoulder as he held me close, the musky scent of his skin caressing my senses, his fingertips edging toward the centre of my back, the rain sticking my punk styled faux hawk to my scalp, the wind off the sea making it hard to stand on the cliff top.

“Don’t be. I promise I’m not like him. I’ll never be like him.”

There was now only one thing stopping us, stopping me, from taking this from this dusky, wet cliff top back to the hotel room up the street; my psychotic ex boyfriend. The guy who had scarred my so badly eight years ago, it had taken until tonight to even let Jamie hold me close, to finally let his gentle touch caress my arms down to my palms, to let him entwine his fingers round mine.

“It will be fine. I promise.”

Dropping his hand I begin to pace, back and forth in front of the beautiful sun setting behind us, over the whale bone arch we’d spend the last few moments cuddling under. My eyes not daring to look at him, not wanting to see the hurt look in his eyes. “My heart says I love you. My body says I want to feel you inside me. My brain says you’re going to hurt me. I don’t know if I can let you do that.”

Knowing I wouldn’t panic like I used he grabbed out for my hand, stopping me mid pace. I looked up into his eyes and saw everything, seeing that he was true and wouldn’t hurt me, seeing that if I was unhappy with something he would stop, unlike my ex did so long ago when he attempted to push me into something I wasn’t yet ready for. He didn’t need to say a single word, his face told it all, matadorbet and I felt myself relax again him, my head ending up resting against his chest.

“I love you,” he mumbled against my hair, his lips brushing against my forehead. I looked up at him and smiled, “I love you too.” His lips creased into a smile, and then he lent forward touching them onto mine, the sweet moistness tingling through me. Letting the tender kiss subside, he allowed one of my hands to drop to my side and began pulling me along the street with the other, I didn’t object; just let him pull me back toward our hotel.

Inserting the room key into the lock I nudged the door open with my hip, towing Jamie in behind me. The door clicked shut behind us, swivelling me round, he pressed me up against the door, his towering 6 foot form bent to reach down to my ear, “I promise, if you want me to stop I will. Sex isn’t everything.” I nodded, my cheek rubbing against the stubble on his chin.

I could feel his breath against my ear, gentle butterfly kisses made their way down my cheekbone, hovering on my lips and then continuing to trail down the side of my neck. I sighed in pleasure as he reached my collarbone, running my hands round his waist and pulling him closer as his fingers slid down the edge of the waist band of my skirt dislodging the bottom of my top, palms progressing to slide up and over the flesh of my hipbones.

As he twists me round from the door, I can feel his hardness push against me, expertly lifting my top over my head and simultaneously backing me towards the bed. Hands still resting on my hips he pushed me down onto the soft mattress. With eagerness I pull his trousers down as I go down, leaving him to pull off his t-shirt and throw it to the floor.

With one hand on my chest he forces me backwards, my back flat on the bed, feet still on the floor. Kneeling in front of me he let his fingers trail down my stomach, circling my belly button and down the outside of my thighs to my knees. “Please. Give me more. Please.” I beg of him, groaning as his tongue travels up the inside of my thighs, his thumbs pushing the hem of my skirt up to reveal my thin black pants, his tongue so close to my most sensitive area. I roughly run my hands through his hair, arching my back, matadorbet giriş knowing he will know just how much I want him to touch me.

I can’t help but give a few breathy sighs as his thumbs graze my labia, softly hooking into the material of my pants to ease them down over my thighs. Tossing them to the side he runs his hands round my feet, caressing the arch for a few minutes before moving up my calves, edging slowly up the outside of my body, firmly pressing as he grasps by hips, pulling me right onto the edge of the bed.

This time I’m arching my back in pure ecstasy as his tongue seeks out my clit, flicking against what he already knew was my most orgasm inducing spot. One hand tenderly fondled my slit at the same time, probing in the moistness that was already forming, fingers driving further in with each thrust and twist while his other hand travelled up my torso to investigate my boobs, pushing underneath the wire of my bra and flipping it up out of the way of his exploration, his thumb began to circle my nipple, goose bumps appearing all over my skin from his embrace.

I can’t take much more and let loose a moan, I feel more than hear him giggle against the skin of my thighs as I lose control of the overwhelming passion, letting my liquids follow over his still probing fingers, the orgasm causing my muscles to seize and them spasm out of submission, the sensation of his tongue eager to clean up the mess sending ripples of the subsiding climax pulsing though even inch of me.

Still reeling from the first orgasm, he let me get my breath back for a few seconds while he stood and removed his plain black boxers and tossed them on top of my pants, eager to carry on he leant over me, roughly kissing my lips, nuzzling my neck, biting my ear, “ok?” All I could do was whimper and moan at his whispered question as he reached behind me to unclasp the bra which was currently pushed up under my chin.

Taking my breathy sounds as a “yes” he returned to a standing position stretching out the stiffness in his arms and neck from his previous positioning before lifting my legs so they rested on his muscular shoulders and gradually eased his 7 inches into my still throbbing pussy.

I gasped out in both pleasure and pain as his balls hit against matadorbet casino my legs, his length firmly lodged inside my tight hole. Slowly he began working his hips, soft thrusts allowing me to get accustomed to this foreign feeling, I was used to toys, I’d used them for years, but the feeling of this entirely live entity was completely new. As my body adjusted the wave of pain dissipated replaced with that of pleasure, as I called out his name and curled the bed sheets in my fists he began to gain pace. The pressure was building up inside me again and I could feel my muscles tightening everywhere, he could see me tensing and slowed down, teasing me. Not wanting me to cum quite yet.

“Fuck me, please, just…” Not waiting for me to finish the sentence he increased the tempo again, plunging himself deep inside me with each movement. I could feel the cum jostling inside, aching to let loose. Muscles already taught, I couldn’t wait any longer, screaming “I’m gonna cum” at Jamie, I exploded, my second orgasm ten times as strong as my first, forcing his cock out of my pussy, my cum flowing freely over the bed, my body totally out of my control.

Totally beat and shaking from the intensity, I couldn’t leave him hanging, he’d made me cum twice, least I could do was help him finish. Forcing myself up with every ounce of energy I had left, I rose to my feet and then dropped to my knees, his hands grasping mine to stop me falling. Running my tongue down his shaft I heard him moan out loud, a deep guttural moan that made me want him to bury his dick inside me again. I knew he was so close to the edge but I didn’t realise how close, tracing my tongue round the tip of his cock one last time, he released his load into my mouth, cum running down my chin dribbling onto my breasts.

Falling back against the bed unable to keep my muscles steady any longer, my ass landed on the floor, head lolling backwards, I shut my eyes, just trying to reclaim some energy to move again. I didn’t even know he’d crouched beside me until his tender lips touched mine, his own fluids smearing on his face as well as my own.

“I love you” I whispered too him as he pulled away, inserting his hands under my armpits and lifted me onto the bed, letting me flop back on the pillows, then climbing up beside me, wrapping his arms around my clammy skin.

“I love you too. Now sleep.” He murmured in my ear as I drifted off into unconsciously. “I want you ready for round two when you wake up.”

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The Last Adventure of the Famous Five

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“Dick, great to see you again” Julian greeted his younger brother.

“Hurrah! No more school ever again” he replied. “How’s your first year at Uni. been then, old chap?”

“Hard work, but it’s great to be studying something with a real expert.”

With a grin Dick added “George wrote that Uncle Quentin was disappointed that you chose to study Geology not Physics, l think he was hoping to have been able to discuss his experiments with you.”

“Talking of George, we are supposed to be meeting her and Anne on Platform 3 about now, hurry up!” added Julian.

They waited by the ticket barrier watching the passengers pass through and would have ignored the two young workmen passing through had they not recognised Timmy, George’s big mongrel dog.

“George! So sorry, I thought you were both boys until I recognised Tim there.”

“Thanks Ju!” replied George ” It’s made me feel really good that even you can mistake me for a boy now. Meet my friend Chris.”

“Hello” said Julian, politely shaking the young man’s hand.

“Hey, Anne! Over here” Dick suddenly called out seeing his and Julian’s younger sister, who was still at school for another year, handing over her ticket to the collector “I thought you were travelling with George?”

“Oh, I was but she and Chris were chatting away so intently that I moved seats to sit with another chum from our school.”

When he got the opportunity as they walked towards the station buffet he lightheartedly quizzed his cousin George (whose real name was Georgina, but she hated being called by that name) “Don’t tell me Chris is your boyfriend?”

“Chris” George replied “is a girl too!”

As they sat in the buffet eating ham sandwiches and drinking orange juice they discussed their plans for the summer. George explained that Chris was going to another demonstration against nuclear weapons, after they had been together for a protest march at Easter and suggested the others join her camping there.

“No!” the others protested in unison.

“This will probably by the last hols we can all be together” explained Julian “Let’s have one last adventure together like we used to.”

“Does it really have to be an adventure?” complained Anne “Thinking back now some of the scrapes we got into were really quite dangerous, and we were lucky never to have got hurt.”

“I agree with Anne” added George, then looking at Chris she said “We should be more grown up now and consider the future of this planet. If we do nothing it will all be destroyed by the next war if we stand back and let these nuclear weapons proliferate.”

“Shouldn’t you start by persuading you father to stop HIS experiments then” countered Dick.

“He’s been working on the designs for a power station not weapons!” replied George fiercely, but then she added “Though I wish he wouldn’t do that, the waste the power stations will produce will be dangerous for thousands of years. All they are proposing to do with it is to store it in some disused tunnels near Midsomer-on-Sea, sealing the entrances when they finish. But what if there is an earthquake or something in thousands of years time, it could poison a large part of southern England.”

“I’ve got a splendid idea!” said Julian “Why don’t we go camping at Midsomer-on-Sea and check out the tunnels, I remember being told about some ancient underground stone quarries there which go back to Roman times, I wonder if those would be the tunnels?”

Chris, who had sat in silence until then, contemptuously sneered “And what do you think you know about tunnels and earthquakes? You just want to play about at the seaside.”

“I am studying the Geology at Cambridge and I believe Professor Hebdon-Lloyd there would be interested to discuss my views if I could inspect the rock formations there.”

After glaring furiously at Julian for a couple of seconds Chris turned to George, who embraced her then, tenderly fondling Chris’s hair, gave her a long kiss on the lips. “Write to my home address at Kirrin, I’m sure we can meet up again in a couple of weeks, I would like you with me when we find out if we’ve passed our A-levels.”

“Alright, but I’m sure you will pass” Chris said turning away sulkily.

“We can spend the rest of the summer together after that” George shouted after her “I love you!”

Chris didn’t look back, George got to her feet to go after her but was persuaded to sit down again by the others.

It was a long walk from the nearest station to Midsomer-on-Sea, the branch line to that village having closed the previous winter. “We always used to bring the bicycles with us, although I admit we would still have to walk up some of these steep hills” complained Dick.

“Yes” said Julian, “It’s a shame we couldn’t bring them because Timmy can’t run very fast now, in fact I think even this walking pace is tiring him.”

Hearing his name the old dog looked up and gently wagged his tail.

Julian studied the map then pointed across the little valley “The quarries and tunnels are in that hill over there, they used to mine a soft white limestone which was very easy for the expert stonemasons to carve into intricate shapes, but I don’t know if it is best kind of rock to protect something as dangerous as waste from a nuclear power station.”

“Shall we camp by that dear little stream running down to the beach?” enquired Anne.

“No” replied Julian, “there are cows in the far corner of that field and some of the others have sheep in them, so the farmer who owns them is unlikely to want us camping there, especially as we have Timmy with us.” There appears to be open scrubland above the cliffs so we could probably find a sheltered hollow to set up the tents in, out of sight of everyone.

They were up early the next morning, it was a bright sunny day and the four teenagers went for a swim in the sea before going to the little shop facing the beach and buying a crusty loaf of bread, some sliced ham, apples, a pint of milk and several large bottles of ginger beer.

They breakfasted back at their camp looking out over the sea before setting off inland to look for the tunnels. After asking a rather taciturn farmer, who was repairing a roadside fence, for directions they found the disused quarry. The windows in the derelict office and weighbridge were all broken and the doors ajar but, to their great disappointment, the entrance to the underground part of the workings was blocked by a heavy steel door secured by a large padlock. A dirty faded sign read “Danger Keep Out.”
“Blow” said Julian, “I had hoped that as the ground is supposedly so stable here no one would have thought it necessary to close off the tunnels.”

“Surely as some of these tunnels are over a thousand years old there must be more than one entrance” suggested George.

“Yes” replied Dick “perhaps if we explore the woods along this side of the valley Timmy will find another way in.”

“Yes, that’s a good idea” said Julian “it would be fun too, but perhaps we should ask in the village first. It might save us a lot of time.”

Most of the people in the main street of the village seemed to be visitors, but a couple of fishermen were sat on a bench in front of the Dolphin Inn.

The two fishermen insisted Julian buy them drinks if they wished to join them. Julian came back out of the inn carrying two pints of beer for the fishermen, half pints for Dick and George and ginger beers for himself and Anne.

They soon learned from the older of the two men that there were three other entrances to the caves, all as securely gated as the main one, while the younger man chatted to Anne about his prowess at swimming and diving in the sea. Disappointed at such discouraging news they ambled back to the beach after they had finished their drinks. Sitting on the pebbles George asked Julian why he hadn’t had beer like everyone else, apart from Anne who was too young.

“I’ve seen how drink can affect people at some of the parties at Uni.” Julian replied “and drugs. In fact I did have some beer and wine at one party I went to with my friend Colin, indeed we must both have got slightly drunk for I was very nearly indiscreet with him in public. And then the next day I had an absolutely terrible headache!” Looking at George smiling at him he continued “So no more alcohol for me.”

“I often have a drink with Chris” added George “some people do give us strange looks when she gets a bit
carried away, I do wonder if they think we’re boys or girls.”

“Yes, but at least as you are really girls you’re not risking getting arrested” replied Julian.

“What are you on about Ju, why would anyone want to arrest you?” asked Anne.

“Oh, nothing” replied Julian. “Hello, here comes your fisherman friend, Anne.”

The younger of the fishermen they had chatted with at the inn came up and sat next to Anne. He then leaned across in front of her and spoke to Julian “I heard you asking about ways into the quarry caves. I do know of another way in, I used to play there and it wasn’t blocked off then, though that was a couple of years ago, and it is quite a squeeze to get in.”

“Can you show us?” replied Julian enthusiastically.

“Yes, I could take you there right now, but I don’t want to hang about for too long as we were out on the boat all night and I ought to get some sleep soon.”

“That would be great, if you can show us the entrance now we can go back to our camp afterwards for lunch and to get our torches.”

Instead of going up the wooded valley to the old quarry buildings the fisherman, who introduced himself as Terry, led them up the hill behind their camp. As they walked Julian asked if he had heard any talk of the caves being used for anything in the future. Terry said he hadn’t heard anything, though some men who lived in the large house further up the valley might now own the caves as they had recently replaced all the padlocks and chains on the gates and seemed to have been into the caves recently.

It was hot work climbing the hill Timmy was panting and looked miserable with his tail down. About three quarters of the way up Terry turned back to speak to them, he stared at the way Anne’s white shirt clung to the perspiration on her slender body. He pointed to a scrubby tree in the middle of a gorse thicket on the hillside not far above their well hidden camp. “The entrance is by the base of that tree, it looks more like a badger’s hole than a cave.”

“Thank you so much for your help” said Julian “Do you really have to go back now?”

“Yes” Terry replied, then, turning to Anne “Do call on me and let me know how you get on, I live in the little flint cottage called “Mewstone” just up from the shop.”

Once Terry disappeared from sight, after a final wave, the five headed down to their tents to eat lunch and get their torches. Timmy emptied his water bowl twice he was so thirsty.

The gorse and brambles were to prove even more of an obstacle than they expected. They all got scratched arms and after holding one branch aside for Timmy George accidentally let it spring back into Julian’s face making it bleed. Anne’s thin cotton shirt was torn in a couple of places and Dick suggested taking her back to the tent to change it.

“I don’t really want to struggle back again now we’ve got this far” Anne replied “Anyway it’s not as if anyone is likely to see us, is it!”

As Terry had said the hole was just like a badger’s hole and it was quite a squeeze, but about ten foot down the sloping tunnel opened out into a somewhat larger chamber.

As they looked at each other by the lights of their torches Dick said “We all look quite a state! Poor Anne, you should have worn jeans like the rest of us instead of those cotton shorts – look at the grazes on your legs.”

Julian was studying the creamy white rock walls of the cave by torchlight and scraped at it with his penknife “This rock really is quite soft, I read that once pieces are cut out and exposed to the air it becomes a lot lot harder.”

They didn’t have to go far before they had to choose one of several tunnels to explore, and after only about ten minutes of exploring Julian commented “I’m glad we’ve got Timmy with us, we can always rely on him to show us the way out. Do make sure we all stay together, you could get really lost down here.

The caves were far more interesting than they had expected. Some of the chambers dug out by quarrymen centuries ago gave the impression of being in a church, with their supporting pillars and high curved arches. In other places they encountered long straight square cut passages.

Anne suddenly exclaimed “My torch is getting dimmer!”

Julian fixbet looked at his watch and exclaimed “Goodness, it’s nearly seven o’clock! We’ve been down here more than three hours, we’d better use our torches in turn, the batteries may not last much longer. Show us the way back Timmy.”

“Timmy!” screamed George “Where’s Timmy? He was with me just back there when Ju was showing us the pick marks from the ancient quarry men.”

“He did look tired, I saw him lying down for a rest earlier on” said Anne.

“TIMMY! TIMMY!” all four shouted as loud as they could, their shouts echoing around the tunnels. The third time they shouted Timmy ambled shamefully into sight and licked George’s hand as if to say “Sorry, I just stopped for a nap!”

With relief George stroked his head and said “Home Timmy!”

Timmy woofed and wagged his tail, glad it was time to leave this dark dismal underground world and return to the sunshine above.

“Wait a minute!” Julian exclaimed, shining his torch into a side chamber. “There are some boxes and things in there!”

“Let me see” said George “Yes, and a coil of rope, some lanterns and some tools. Do you think they were left behind by the old quarrymen?”

“No” said Julian “They look quite new. I wonder who has been hiding things down here?”

“I bet thy didn’t expect anyone to find them down here, behind those locked steel gates. Do you think smugglers have been using these caves?” asked Anne.

“They are very solid wooden boxes, with ‘Handle With Care’ stencilled on them pointed out Dick.

“Let’s open them!” said George “They may contain something valuable, something the police might be interested in.”

With difficulty Julian levered open the top of one of the boxes with his knife. Inside was a lot of corrugated cardboard packaging protecting various shiny silver metal tubes and discs, some with small copper contacts on the ends.

“What is it?” asked Anne.

“I’ve got no idea” replied Julian, “They almost look like one of Uncle Quentin’s experiments! Wait, there are some papers down this side, let’s see if they give us a clue. This looks a bit queer, there are some pretty complicated drawings but someone has written over them in Greek, no not Greek, I think it is Russian.”

George, peering over Julian’s shoulder suddenly exclaimed “The drawings are labelled AWRE and Aldermaston! That’s where Chris and I went on the demonstration march against nuclear weapons and the H Bomb.

At that moment a bright torch was shone at them and a gruff voice shouted “Here they are! I said I heard shouting. It’s a good job we found them, the stupid kids are poking their noses into the stuff.”
“How on earth did they get in here?” said another man’s voice.

“Don’t tell them” whispered Julian, aware that the hole amongst the gorse on the hillside was their only chance of escape!

“It doesn’t matter, we’ll tie them up until we can find somewhere secure to keep them until we’ve finished here.”

Shielding his eyes as he looked into the glare of their bright torches Julian said “You can’t do that, someone will soon be looking for us.”

Laughing one of the men replied “So what? They’ll never find you here.”

“If you don’t let us go I’ll set my dog on you!” shouted George, and Timmy gave a low growl.

“Shoot the dog” said the first man in a calm but cold voice.

“NO!” screamed George and threw herself in front of Timmy as the crack of a pistol echoed deafeningly round the caves.

Her pitiful wordless cry rose above the dying echoes from the shot,then she sobbed “No! Timmy…” her cousins stared in horror at a small red spot on the back of her shirt just above her waist as she slid to the floor while Timmy whined weakly, twitched for about five seconds then lay still. With a sob George rolled onto her back to reveal a bloody stain spreading across the lower front of her t-shirt from the wound where the bullet from the powerful handgun had exited her belly before hitting the dog.

Ignoring the gunman’s command to stay where they were Julian ran across to George and held her as she shuddered with silent sobs. The other man stepped forward and struck the back of Julian’s head with the handle of the heavy revolver he was carrying, knocking him senseless across George’s weakly struggling body.

While the man with the gruff voice covered Anne and Dick with his revolver the other man pulled Julian’s limp arms up behind his back and bound them tightly before rolling him off George onto his back onto the floor, his fair hair now wet with blood.

He then roughly rolled George face down ignoring her moans of pain. As she attempted to stem the flow of blood from her belly with her hands he viciously pulled them away and pulled her arms up behind her back, lifting her torso off the ground as she uttered an agonised scream.

While he bound her lower arms together so tightly that the rope cut into her arms he turned to the first man saying “You were only supposed to shoot the dog, not this stupid boy!” before letting her drop back to the floor saying “Stop that whining or I’ll put another bullet in you!”

Next he bound Dick in a similar manner, but less roughly, before turning his attention to Anne. As he held her by her wrists the man with the gruff voice walked across to join him, staring at the glimpses of Anne’s pale flesh through the rents in her tattered shirt. He touched her chest with surprising tenderness, feeling the outline of her brassiere before moving behind her. Anne froze with terror, expecting her arms too to be tied behind her.

Instead she felt him lifting the hem of her flimsy shirt, pulling it up her back to uncover the hook and eye closure of her brassiere. Instead of undoing it he just grasped the band either side and with a jerk tore it apart.

“No! Please don’t hurt me!” Anne whimpered, trembling with fright “I’m only seventeen … please …”

He suddenly spun her round to face him and stared into her eyes, his mouth set in a lascivious grin. He inserted his left hand through the largest of the tears in her shirt, placed it flat against her belly then slid it up, beneath her now loose bra to feel her breasts and small nipples. He moved his right hand behind her back to grasp her tight to him. Anne started to sob with shame as she felt her nipples harden beneath his touch.

The other man suddenly interrupted him “I would be happier if we moved them to the old priest’s hiding hole. There we could imprison them more securely in case one of the brats manage to wriggle out of their bonds while we decide what to do with them now.”

The first man gruffly replied “I said we just need to keep them out of the way until we finish here. Vladimir should be collecting the rest of the stuff at the end of next week.”

“We can’t let them go free now you’ve shot one of them, the police wouldn’t rest till they found us. The way he’s bleeding he may well be dead in a few hours, then it will be murder and you could hang for it!”

Without replying the gruff voiced man left Anne to grab Julian’s ankles and dragged his limp body away unceremoniously, face down so his nose and cheekbones were grazed by the stony floor. While he was gone the second man turned to Anne and gently tied her wrists behind her back before turning her to face him. “You’re a pretty one, is one of these bastards your boyfriend?”

Anne shook her head silently, tears welling up in her eyes.

“I’m Simon, Simon Brown and my friend, who seems to fancy you, is Dave Daniels” He could see Anne’s eyes open wider as she started to shake uncontrollably “Yes, I can see you’ve realised we can never release you now you know our names!” he then stepped back from her and laughed uncontrollably.
When Dave returned he looked at Simon, puzzled “What have you done to her?”

“I haven’t touched you, have I sweetie?” Anne shook her head then looked at Dave with wide terrified eyes but saw no compassion there. ” Why don’t you run, try to escape – you’ve got nothing to lose have you!” continued Simon.

As Anne looked from one man to the other Dave asked “What have you been saying to her?”

“Only introducing ourselves to her. But the rude little bitch won’t tell me her name!”

“Prat” replied Dave before turning to George lying on the floor who, despite her pain, realised that escape from these two thugs was now a matter of life or death.

George too was dragged away into the darkness by her ankles, trying to twist onto her side to ease the pain from her stretched belly wound dragging on the floor as her t-shirt rose up her body.

Dick stared at the bloody streaks left behind on the floor after George had disappeared from sight.

Suddenly he started to run, as he fled Simon turned off his torch. The darkness was so complete that Dick was totally disorientated within seconds but did not dare stop and soon ran straight into a solid mass of stone crushing his nose. He fumbled at the rock trying to decide if it was a rock pillar or tunnel wall. He could feel warm blood running down over his mouth, but hearing slow, steady footsteps closing on him felt he had no option but to run again. Within seconds his left shoulder struck rock so he turned sharply to the right only to dash his forehead against a stone arch.

Suddenly he was dazzled by the bright light of his pursuer’s torch and two shots rang out in rapid succession.

Left alone in the pitch black Anne sank slowly to the floor, her shaking legs no longer able to bear her weight. She saw the distant flashes of light and heard shots ringing out. With the echoes of the caves she had no idea how many shots there had been, but stared with cold dread as Simon returned dragging something heavy behind him, out of the light of his torch.

Simon slowly and deliberately pulled Dick’s broken lifeless body into Anne’s view by one ankle. He rolled it onto its back so she could see the two large bloodstains soaking across his t-shirt from his still chest.
“Clever girl, I really am glad you are still there. You could so easily have ended up like your friend here!”
“He was my brother” she cried.

Simon placed his torch on the floor pointing towards her then pulled her back up onto her feet and caught hold of one of the holes torn in her white shirt and ripped the thin material apart to expose the loose left cup of her pale pink brassiere. As he eased it up to expose her breast and nipple Anne started sobbing uncontrollably, making her chest heave. Excited by this he ripped the whole front of her shirt open and pushed it back over her shoulders so that its tattered remains slid down her slender arms to her bound wrists.

He then stepped back to admire her pale torso as she hunched her shoulders forward and shook in a futile attempt to drop her brassiere back down over her exposed breast.

At that moment Dave returned. He stared at Anne, who closed her eyes tightly in shame. “Very nice!” he exclaimed.

He stepped between Simon and Anne then placing the palm of his left hand flat on her sternum grasped the bridge between the cups of her brassiere with the other and pulled hard so that the thin straps cut painfully into her shoulders until they snapped. Laughing he cast the ruined bra aside and gently ran his fingers over Anne’s pert breasts until her nipples hardened. He then turned to Simon grinning “That kid I shot, she’s a girl too!”

“Your joking” Simon replied.

“By the time I’d dragged her to the priest’s hiding hole her t-shirt had ridden up and it looked a bit queer so I ripped it open, then I could see she’s wearing a very tight ‘Bikini’ swim suit top under it. The bitch must be some kind of dyke, I reckon!” Turning back to Anne he asked “Is she your girlfriend?”
Keeping her eyes tight shut Anne shook her head slightly.

Dave slapped her hard across the face with his right hand “Speak to me bitch!” he commanded.

Anne didn’t reply but stepped back against the cave wall and started sagging to the ground again. Dave grabbed her hair with his left hand to stop her falling further, clenched his right fist and punched her hard in her soft white belly.

Anne screamed.

“That’s better. Now what’s your name?” he yelled.

“No …” muttered Anne uncomprehendingly.

He lifted her up against the wall by her hair, grasped the waistband of her pink cotton shorts in his right hand and ripped them away from her body in a single movement. As he stared at her dainty patterned knickers she started kicking him in the shins with her shoes. Furious, he grabbed her by the neck and threw her across the room.

As she sprawled across the fixbet giriş floor in a cloud of dust Simon called out “Don’t break her until I’ve had a go …”

“Piss off to the priest’s cave and play with the dyke if you want to!” Dave retorted then, in defiance, kicked Anne in the ribs before rolling her onto her back with his boot.

“Animal!” muttered Simon as he disappeared down the tunnel.

Grabbing Anne’s legs Dave dragged her towards him then pulled off her shoes and socks. Leaning right over her he looked down into her eyes which were no longer defiant, perhaps already resigned to her fate, then reached down and slid her panties down her slender unresisting legs so that she was stark naked before him.

Her eyes followed him as he stood up and slowly undressed, carefully folding his clothes, and putting them into a neat pile until he too was naked. But as he walked back over to her she shut her eyes tight again.

She felt him untie her wrists and pull away the tattered remnants of her shirt, then move his hands to her slim ankles and spread her legs wide. She felt his warm breath on her cold belly, then moving up over her chest. She felt the weight of his muscular chest bear down on her soft breasts. She felt his hands moving up the inside of her thighs as he breathed the smell of stale tobacco onto her face.

Then came the sharp tearing pain as he penetrated her dry, tight vagina.

She SCREAMED! She screamed and writhed every second of the long, uncountable minutes that he raped her. The more she struggled the more vigorously he thrust into her, yet when she tried to lie still he clawed at her ribcage to make her arch her body up against him. When she tried not to scream he dug his rough fingernails deep into her breasts around her nipples and pulled upwards stretching them until they ripped clear. She tried to blot out what was happening to her by remembering happy times in the past, she remembered Timmy, but then she remembered Timmy was lying dead next to her. Then he dug in his fingernails again and raked them down the side of her torso and again she screamed and twisted …
Anne didn’t actually notice the exact moment Dave finished with her because the pain continued … She opened her eyes slightly and could see him getting dressed, yet the pain was still there. She tried to bring her thighs together but the first slight movement led to a stabbing pain in her groin.

Dave lit a cigarette and looked down at the girl’s pale, slightly blood streaked, body spreadeagled motionless on the floor. In the past he had made love to several girls who had claimed to be virgins but none had been as tight to enter as this one, indeed at first he wondered if was going to be impossible to force his swollen member into her. Staring between her legs he had certainly never seen a girl bleed like this before, a few spots of blood maybe but even now a thin thread of blood trickled out of her to add to the dark stain on the floor. Yet despite all that she kept her legs spread invitingly and stared at him. “Slut!” he spat at her then grabbing her right ankle he dragged her down the tunnel.

As her right leg straightened and her left leg buckled at the knee, moving her thigh outwards, it felt as if a knife was starting to cutting her in two up from her crotch then … nothing. Her mind and body could take no more pain and she lost consciousness.

George had been shocked when the man called Dave had rolled her onto her back then stared strangely at her exposed midriff. He paused as more gunshots echoed round the caves.. As the echoes died away he roughly ripped open the front of her blood soaked t-shirt. He bent down and squeezed her breasts through the tight swimsuit top she wore to try to flatten her chest. Then with a look of disgust he wiped the blood off his hands onto her jeans and left, closing some sort of heavy stone door across the small entrance. George determined that if she ever got free she would kill this terrible man who had killed Timmy and so degraded her.

Despite the pain burning through her abdomen George looked around the chamber he had left her in. Julian lay motionless prone on the floor. A hurricane lamp hung from a rusty iron hook set in the vaulted roof of the cave, several wooden benches with elaborately carved legs had been pushed against one wall and on the wall nearest the door was a large crucifix in front of which was a large rectangular block of stone with carvings on its sides. The whole room rather reminded George of the interior of a church. Just as she remembered that Simon had referred to a priest’s hiding place an unearthly scream echoed round the caves. Shortly afterwards the door was slid open again and the other man, Simon, entered the chamber.

“What was that scream?” she asked “Was it Anne or Dick? Please tell me it wasn’t.”

“I’m afraid Dave gets a bit rough sometimes” apologised Simon. He paused uncertainly before adding “The other boy’s dead.”

George lay back and closed her eyes, praying that this was a nightmare from which she would soon wake up. She felt her boots and socks pulled off, then her belt unbuckled and her jeans unfastened and pulled off. Weak from pain she just let her body be manhandled, hoping the ordeal might soon be over.

Simon had found a penknife in the pocket of her jeans and used it first to cut away her swimsuit top, then to cut away the bonds from her lower arms which he had tied so tight that the knots could not be undone. He pulled away the few remaining blood soaked remnants of her t-shirt then admired her tanned trim, slightly muscular, body glistening with blood and sweat. He pulled over one of the benches and lifted her compliant legs up over it and dragged her towards him until he could rest her buttocks on it.

George felt him grasp her calves and spread her legs. She wasn’t EXACTLY a virgin, but a real live male penis was the one thing that hadn’t been inserted into her since she’d met Chris. The very idea made her feel sick and she tried to concentrate on the waves of pain which swept up her torso from the gunshot wound through her belly each time he moved her even slightly.

Simon was surprised how easily his barely erect penis entered her. Grasping her buttocks as he knelt between her legs he thrust in and out of her as unearthly screams from further down the tunnel echoed around them. George, whom he had begun to think was unconscious, raised her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes, her lips moved but the screams drowned out anything she might be saying.

Eventually the screams became weaker and more pathetic, then stopped altogether. He tried thrusting even more vigorously but soon accepted he wasn’t going to come to an orgasm with this unresponsive unfeminine girl. In frustration he slapped her hard across her small breasts with the palm of his right hand. As he pulled out of her he asked “Did you love her?”

George replied flatly “She was my cousin.”

“I’m sorry” he replied.

After refastening his trousers he pulled his revolver back out and walked round the end of the bench saying “I shouldn’t have put you through that …” then he bent down pressing the barrel of the revolver against her temple.

At that moment Dave entered the chamber dragging Anne’s limp defiled body through the dust.

“What the Hell are you doing?” he thundered, just as Simon was about to pull the trigger.

“We agreed we can never let them go, so we might as well put them out of their misery.”

“You leave her alone. I can have quite a bit of fun with her yet” replied Dave with a grin.

“Its getting late now and we’ve got another meeting with Captain Jefferson first thing in the morning.” Simon reminded him.

“Well, we can have more fun after that then” said Dave looking at George’s body, still lying on her back stretched over the bench with her legs spread alluringly.

George fervently hoped they wouldn’t notice that Julian was starting to regain consciousness.

Simon shrugged his shoulders muttering “I doubt if she’ll last that long” as both men turned and left, sliding the slab of stone back across the entrance of their prison. There followed some knocking sounds as though metal bolts or wedges were being hammered into place. To George’s slight relief they had left the lamp hanging from the ceiling alight.

Julian’s head hurt. He also realised his face was grazed and his arms tied behind his back. Twisting round he was shocked to see a young girl’s naked body lying face down nearby. As he stared at what looked like red claw marks on the pale skin he realised with horror that it was his little sister Anne. In the dim light it was difficult to tell whether she was alive or dead.

Startled by a noise behind him he turned his head. He immediately recognised George’s short curly hair and tanned face as she dragged herself towards him but gasped with horror as he realised that, as well as being stark naked, blood was trickling out between the fingers of her right hand with which she was grasping the wound in her belly.

He started to ask George if she was alright but stopped, as she quite obviously wasn’t. He then looked back at Anne who had started crying and curled herself into a ball. “Anne! What have they done to you?”
“I’m cold” she whispered.

“I thought she was dead!” sobbed George.

“What happened, Anne?” Julian asked again.

“Nothing. It’s cold in here” she replied, shivering slightly.

Julian looked back at George who, with tears in her eyes, shook her head as she untied his wrists. Julian took off his t-shirt and gently put it onto Anne. As he stretched it down to cover her buttocks he glimpsed the bloodstains down the inside of her thighs. He felt sick. Ashamed that he could no longer bear to look at his little sister he stood up and walked across to the low entrance way and pushed and clawed at the stone blocking it.

“I think it’s secured from the other side” said George.

“Where’s Dick?” he suddenly asked.

George looked away from him, turning instead towards Anne, but Anne continued to just stare at the floor on silence.

“Dick’s dead” George said quietly.

Julian opened his mouth to ask how, but changed his mind and looked around their prison. In some ways it looked like a small chapel with the stone crucifix fixed to the end wall, the carved benches and a block of stone which might have been an altar. Yet there were also iron rings set at the base of the walls in several places which, together with the stone sealing the entrance secured from outside, suggested this wasn’t the first time the chamber had been used as a prison.

Not expecting a reply Julian asked “What is this place?”

“They referred to it as a priest’s hiding place” replied George who had started crawling across the floor towards him.

Julian sat alongside George and cradled her shoulders as she rolled onto her side then helped her to sit up leaning against him.

“I feel weak. And a bit thirsty.” George said hoarsely.

Julian looked round the chamber but the dim flickering light from the oil lamp didn’t reveal any water, not even any damp areas on the walls of the dry dusty floor. He held George tight to him, momentarily uneasy as her cold skin touched his slim bare chest. She shuddered and gasped uncomfortably and he held her arm. Despite his shock and pity he admired the rippling of her straining muscles as another spasm of pain shot through her body.

Julian realised that his jeans and pants were damp and when he looked down he was dismayed to see they were red from the blood still trickling from ragged hole torn in George’s belly as the bullet left her body. He wondered how much blood a person could lose and still live.

Concerned that any movement just added to her agony Julian started to release his grip on her to lie her on the floor.

“No!” George pleaded “Don’t leave me. Hold me tighter!”

As Julian pulled her back towards him George, wincing with pain as she twisted her body, wrapped her arms round him too.

“You feel nice …” George unexpectedly said “you feel …” her body arched back as the whole of her abdomen exploded in pain. When she coughed a few seconds later bitter watery blood filled her mouth and trickled down her chin to drip onto her small firm breasts.

Julian stared as nearly all her muscles tensed in pain, with a cold fear that any moment now he would lose her forever yet guiltily thinking he had never seen anything so beautiful.

As her body relaxed George struggled to continue speaking “You feel so smooth, your touch is so gentle.” fixbet güncel giriş She paused to clear her throat of more bloody bile “Nicer than Chris even … I could forget that you’re a boy.”

Julian was shocked to find he was getting an erection when he should be feeling sorrow and pity. His right hand moved to his waist, intending to hold his cock down from making a bulge in the front of his jeans. But as he moved his hand down her fingers touched his, and together they started undoing his belt.

Julian opened his mouth to tell her to stop but found himself saying “I love you, I love your body, I never realised you were so …” he couldn’t find the word he so desperately needed, ‘masculine’ didn’t seem quite right.

“Make love to me!” George gasped, spitting droplets of blood “Quick …”

“No!” Julian protested as her hands weakly tried to push his jeans down ‘It will hurt you. ..”

“Yes! I need hurt … I need you in me …”

Anne stared in horror as, while George screamed, Julian rolled on top of her contorted blood soaked body, with his jeans around his ankles, and vigorously thrust his pelvis against hers. He stifled her already weakening screams by pressing his lips over hers and forcing his tongue into her blood and vomit filled mouth. Yet George was holding him to her to make sure he didn’t pull away.

By the time Anne turned her head away in disgust George had thrown her arms aside but her limbs were still weakly twitching on the blood soaked floor beneath Julian’s still frantically heaving pale slim body. Soon afterwards there was silence, then she heard Julian sobbing quietly.

Anne closed her eyes tight, her head spinning. She didn’t think she could sleep, yet a while later she realised that she was in total darkness, the lamp having finally gone out.

Anne was awoken much later by the grating sound of the stone being slid aside from the doorway, moments later she was dazzled by a bright torch being shone at her. Then she heard a gruff voice laughing.

“Someone’s been enjoying themselves then!” guffawed Dave, seeing Julian lying shivering almost naked on the floor with his jeans and pants still wrapped around one ankle.

“Which one have you been screwing then?” he persisted, looking first at Anne huddled beneath Julian’s t-shirt, then at George’s bloodstained carcass on its back, legs and arms spread awkwardly and eyes unnaturally wide and still.

From the amount of dried blood on the boy’s face and torso the answer was obvious and, as he put out down a small coil of thin rope and replaced the hurricane lamp on the hook with the lit one he had been carrying in the same, hand, Dave continued with mock anger “Looks like you broke her before I got my go with her. I was looking forward to that all night!”

This was too much for Julian who sprang to his feet and faced his tormentor, who was actually a couple of inches shorter than him. Ignoring the revolver the man pulled out from under his jacket he sprang forward to grab his throat with both hands. As the gun crashed Anne saw a crimson spray of blood spurt from just below Julian’s left shoulder blade and stared at the white splinter of rib sticking up in the ragged hole in his back before blood welled up turning it red. Even as blood poured from his mouth and nose Julian maintained his grip on the man’s throat. Dave dropped the torch from his left hand while his second shot was less well aimed as his right hand dropped. The bullet entered Julian’s lower belly to strike his pelvis, making his buttocks jerk back and his legs buckle so that his naked torso slumped against Dave while he still desperately maintained his grip on his neck. But in fact the first bullet had done its job and moments later a small trickle of deep yellow urine splashed on the ground between his bowed legs before the boy’s slender body collapsed to the floor like a puppet that had had its strings cut.

Anne screamed.

Dave coughed and spluttered, then looked down in disgust at the bloodstains down the front of his grey suit and at the damp urine splashes down his trousers. He angrily kicked Julian’s still bleeding but lifeless corpse several times before his colleague Simon appeared, out of breath after he had run to investigate the two gunshots which echoed round the caves. He looked questioningly at Julian and George’s motionless bloodstained bodies.

“The boy tried to strangle me” Dave spluttered.

“What about the dyke?”

“She’s been long dead” replied Dave.

“So you never got to screw her then?” Simon laughed.

Glaring back at Simon he replied “I don’t care, the other girl’s the pretty one anyway. I need to go and get changed now thanks to this little shit!” giving Julian’s crumpled corpse yet another kick.

As Dave bent to leave through the low doorway he turned back and ordered “Take care of that little one, she’s one hot little bitch. I’m looking forward to a lot more fun with her, oh and make sure you leave her some water to drink.”

Once Dave had left Simon walked over to Anne, stepped behind her and, inserting his arms beneath her armpits lifted her to her feet. She showed no intention of standing unaided so he dragged her across the chamber to sit on the edge of the monolithic stone altar.

Anne just sat there, eyes closed, the smooth cold stone chilling her bare buttocks, awaiting her fate.
She felt him gently lift the hem of the loose t-shirt up over her breasts, then felt her arms lifted as he pulled it over her head then lifted it free of her arms.

She held her breath.

She didn’t recall hearing the stone being slid back across the entrance.

She hadn’t seen him holding a gun this time, but then he was most likely carrying it in a concealed holster.

Should she make a run for it?

She remembered Dick’s fate, she too would be lost in the dark without a torch. Was that preferable to whatever else might be in store for her?

Simon pushed her firmly back to lie down on top of the big stone block, she crossed her arms to cover her breasts and pressed her knees tight together.

He snarled menacingly “Don’t move” then picked up the rope Dave had dropped. He grabbed Anne’s wrists and pulled her arms from her chest and pulled them above her head. However he was frustrated that there was nowhere on the solid block of stone to secure ropes to bind her wrists, the low relief carvings on the side offering no point of attachment. He looked around the chamber, there were a few iron rings set low on the walls so he bound her right wrist and led the rope across to the nearest ring. He pulled the rope, dragging her arm off the edge of the altar, but before securing it he realised there would not be enough of the rope to similarly secure her other arm. So instead he had to be satisfied with just lifting Anne’s arms above her head and binding her wrists together.

He then moved to stand between her legs which were still dangling off the end of the stone. He tenderly stroked the inside of her thighs then moved his hands up towards her crotch. Anne started crying “No! Please no! He hurt me there.”

The moment Simon touched just the lips of her labia Anne shrieked and arched her body before trying to roll on her side. “It’s all right, I won’t touch you there again” he reassured her, moving instead to stand alongside her. He pushed her flat onto her back again and stroked her breasts, then moved his hands down to her belly which she drew in as he moved his fingertips across it.

He wanted to put her out of her misery. To put the gun against her head,or into her mouth and press the trigger. He moved both hands up to her neck and encircled it with his fingers. He squeezed it gently, she didn’t struggle. He felt an urge to squeeze it tighter, to feel her struggle for air, to twist and writhe as she realised she was dying at his hands. But he knew from experience that the neck of a strangling victim would look purple and bruised and that Dave would almost certainly take revenge on him if he disobeyed his instructions.

Frustrated he released his grip and instead turned and left the chamber. Hearing the stone being slid back into place this time Anne just curled up on the top of the stone, wondering why she had felt such a sense of relief when he had started squeezing her neck, and why she now felt frustrated and disappointed that he had left.

Only a few minutes later she heard the stone door being opened again and in panic she swung her legs off the altar and shakily got to her feet dreading what Dave might have planned for her.

But it was Simon who had returned. Following instructions he had brought a lemonade bottle filled with water and a white enamel mug which he placed against the wall as she cowered away from him, hunched forward with her arms wrapped tight around her abused body, slowly sinking to the floor.

He left again almost immediately, but she didn’t move for a long time, but just tried her hardest not to think at all. Not to look at the sprawled naked corpses of her brother and cousin, brown with dried blood. Not to remember the look of pleasure on Dave’s face as he had stretched and torn her tender vagina and clawed at her breasts and torso.

Instead she tried to concentrate on the empty hunger in her belly and the dry thirst in her throat and the numbing chill of the cold underground air on her bare skin.

She must have slept for several hours for when she opened her eyes again the huriicane lamp hanging from the ceiling was again getting dimmer, the edges of the wick starting to glow deep red as the last of the oil was burnt up. She was so cold. She crawled over to where Julian’s t-shirt had been dropped as Simon had stripped her and put it back on then, shaking, she shuffled hesitantly to where Julian’s jeans lay discarded by his feet. She hesitated for several minutes staring at them before pulling them up over her legs. However she couldn’t bring herself to fasten them at her waist but just lay on her side, still shivering, listening for the sound of Dave returning.

Suddenly the light flickered one last time then went out. She tried to remember where the bottle of water was, once she found it she drank straight from it before curling back into a ball in a futile attempt to keep warm.

She waited, sometimes awake, sometimes asleep, sometimes in just partial consciousness.

The darkness and the quiet was absolute. The air was completely still. Not a dripping of water, nor any sound of animals or insects. Not even the slightest glimmer of anything but absolute darkness even though she knew the cave walls were of pale cream stone.

Her belly felt painfully full of emptiness. She felt around for the bottle of water again, the light scraping of her hands on the floor shattering the silence. When she drank the water to fill her empty belly she felt sure her captors must hear her gulping wherever they were.

After that she fell into a deeper sleep.

She didn’t hear footsteps approaching. She didn’t hear the door fastenings being loosened and withdrawn. Only the heavy grinding of the stone slab being slid aside finally awoke her. Too weak to even sit up she just stared as the dazzling light of the torch which had been flashed around the chamber was directed straight at her.

She opened her dry mouth to say ‘no’ but no sound came out.

Terrified Anne heard a deep voice she didn’t recognise saying “That one over there might still be alive.”
The beam of the torch was turned aside and as her eyes became accustomed to light once more she could make out a tall thin man wearing a white topped peaked cap. The she heard another voice calling her name, she recognised that voice. It was Terry, the young fisherman.

When Terry had told the coastguard that he hadn’t seen the young campers for several days after he had shown them the hidden entrance to the caves, despite the young girl with them promising to call on him, he just laughed and said holidaymakers had better things to do than hang around chatting with the local lads.

Anyway everyone else was more interested in the men from London who had turned up in two black Ford Zodiacs and, with the assistance of the local police, stormed the big house up the wooded valley behind the village and taken away the men who had been renting it. The village constable said he had been sworn to secrecy under the Official Secrets Act, then with a wink said “Yer don’t want to tangle with MI5 our yer’l be a disappearing too!”

But when the next evening the coastguard discovered the almost hidden abandoned tents in a small quarry pit on the headland he had hurried to fetch Terry to show him the way into the caves hidden on the hillside. They wouldn’t have found the priests’ hiding place had it not been for the brown smears of blood on the floor leading to it.

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By the time this experience happened, my sister Lynn
and I had been lovers for almost a year (see my
previous story, “Sisterly Experience”). I was now 14,
and my breasts had grown considerably. Lynn, now 16,
was every bit as beautiful as she had been when we
became lovers. We still enjoyed our sex together very
much, but we had discovered something else that was an
incredible turn-on to us. Often, after we played around
for a little while to get good and horny, we would
simply masturbate together while we talked about
something sexual. It was sometimes a role-play fantasy,
and we would talk as if we were the people we were
fantasizing about; other times, we would just talk
about someone we knew, and what we would like to do to
her.

That’s how this experience came about. Lynn and I were
alone at home one day, and we were in the living room,
lying across from each other on the couch. We were both
rubbing our young pussies while we talked about Lynn’s
best friend Deana. Lynn had never talked to Deana about
her secret lesbian interests; in fact, no one knew
about her sexuality except a couple of friends whom she
had been with before me. Deana was a beautiful girl,
with very nice breasts (although not as big as Lynn’s)
and a fantastic ass. Both of us had seen her naked
numerous times, as we often went swimming with her in
her pool during the summer. As we lay there
masturbating, Lynn and I discussed what we would like
to do to Deana. Eventually, we both erupted into huge
orgasms. As we lay there matadorbet afterward, Lynn said, “Jane,
do you think we could ever actually get Deana to join
us?”

I was all for the idea, and together we cooked up a
plan, a plan that would either ruin our friendship with
Deana or get her into bed with us. The following
Saturday, Lynn asked Deana to go to the movies with
her. Again, Lynn and I were home alone (a common
occurrence at our house, fortunately), and as soon as
Lynn hung up the phone and announced that Deana was on
her way, we got to work. When Deana came in, there we
were, on the floor. I was on top of Lynn in a hot 69
position. We looked up, acting as if we were shocked.
Deana’s jaw dropped, but she didn’t turn and run; in
fact, she seemed rather excited. Neither of us made an
effort to move; we just looked at Deana, two naked
bodies stacked up on the floor. Finally, Deana broke
the silence. “Don’t let me stop you; go right ahead,”
she said, her voice breaking with excitement.

She didn’t have to tell us twice. Lynn and I instantly
went back to work on each other. I buried my face deep
between her legs and continued to eat her cunt as I had
done so many times before. Before we knew what was
happening, Deana had stripped and was kneeling beside
us in the floor. She began to run her hands across my
upturned ass, finally pulling my cheeks apart to reveal
my tiny pink hole. As she leaned forward to lick it,
Lynn could wait no longer; she reached out and planted
her hand firmly on matadorbet giriş Deana’s soaking wet pussy. Deana
moaned as her tongue made contact with my ass. Finally,
I had an idea; I suggested that we retire to our
parents’ bedroom, where we could be more comfortable.
As we made our way, Deana asked us how long this had
been going on. We told her the story of how Lynn and I
had become lovers. She was very intrigued, and told us
of her experiences with her older cousin, who had
taught her about a year before.

Once inside the bedroom, we arranged ourselves and
continued with our passion. We started with a simple,
yet steamy, three-way kiss. It was so exciting to have
these two soft tongues touching mine. Deana laid back
on the bed as Lynn and I began to suck on her beautiful
tits. I slipped my hand between her legs and began to
massage her clit while we continued sucking. Before
long, Deana was screaming as she had her first orgasm
of the day. She then asked for Lynn’s pussy, explaining
that she had wanted my sister ever since she became
interested in girls. Lynn obliged, lying back and
spreading her legs. Deana crawled between Lynn’s legs
and buried her face in Lynn’s hot pussy. Lynn moaned
loudly as Deana ate her like a pro; I just sat back and
fingered my own cunt as I watched the action. Lynn,
too, came quickly; then it was my turn. I lay face
down, with my knees under me and my ass in the air.
Deana crawled underneath me and began to lick my pussy,
while Lynn positioned herself matadorbet güncel giriş behind me and began to
probe my anus with her tongue, something she had never
done before. This new sensation, combined with the
prospect of being with two beautiful girls at one time,
made me lose control; I had perhaps the best orgasm of
my life so far. Deana then suggested that we head to
the bathroom, saying that she had something new for us
to try. Once inside, she instructed me to lie down on
the tile floor. I did as asked, and Deana squatted over
me and began to urinate; she pissed all over me! I lay
there, thinking that this was unusual, but also very
pleasurable. After she finished, she knelt down and
began to kiss everywhere that she had just pissed; it
was incredible. Lynn, sensing an opportunity to try
something new, began to eat Deana’s pussy from behind,
no doubt getting a good taste of urine. After Deana
cleaned me off with her mouth, she kissed me; it was
incredibly erotic to taste her piss off her tongue.

We decided to try one more thing. Deana dressed and
drove home quickly (about a 5-minute drive). She
returned with a Polaroid camera and a roll of film,
which she said she had been saving “for just such an
occasion.” We took the entire roll of pictures of all
of us in various combinations and positions. We then
divided the pictures and Deana had to leave. We had a
couple more threesomes with Deana in the next few
months, before her grandmother got sick and her family
had to move away to take care of her. My sister and I
kept our share of the pictures in the back of the
closet, and I frequently used them to masturbate, until
Lynn took them with her when she moved away (with my
permission, of course).

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My friend Laura and I had a strange relationship. We met in our college orientation where neither of us wanted to be there but as soon as I made a joke about how happy I was to be spending a weekend of my much needed summer between senior year and college, we hit it off. Laura was the definition of what you see when you think of someone who is cute. She was average height, played different sports so was always in good shape, and her face was just cute. I oddly always felt like she was my sister which is why I never really saw the attraction. Laura I could tell liked me however. How did I know? Her friends never ceased to tell me so. She was also very outspoken this Laura figure. Which shocked me because she would consistently make fun of me jokingly, but I guess that was her way of trying to show she liked me. Laura and I knew each other for a year before the ultimate dismissal of our friendship occurred, and herein starts the true dark portion which is known by Leah.

Leah was 18, and only barely. She was just beginning her senior year of high school and was already accepted to college in a great school a few states over. But she always begged Laura to come up to our college so she could get her first taste of partying. I would see the stress it would always cause Laura, because deep down she knew that Leah was looking for “boys” or more importantly, to show off her ungodly figure. Leah was taller than Laura, by about 5 inches or so and she always got confused for the older sister. Despite her taller figure, she still managed to have big booming breasts the kind that just are so supple that you can’t ever believe how large they are. And of course, she matadorbet would always flaunt them to the point where it was almost uncomfortable the first night we met. She was curvy in the hips as well, not the biggest ass but dear god was it tight. Leah played volleyball and you can only imagine what kind of crowds she drew just so the fellas could catch her in spandex. The short shorts consistently riding up her asscrack, seeing everything that was there. To match that was finally her extremely long hair, which she had died in highlights blonde to prove her different than her brunette sister.

Our night began at my place, where I decided it would be doing Laura a favor to invite them over to our house for a small party since that way she could keep an eye on her sister. Laura thanked me graciously, as the most recent party she was at turned out to be a nightmare with guys hawking her friends. There was about 30 people by the time they arrived, I was playing beer pong with a roomate of mine when Laura came to finally seek us out. “Mike Theres more people here than I thought I don’t know half these people.”
“Don’t worry Laura they are all either my roomates or friends of theirs. Who’d you bring with?” At this point, I very clearly knew exactly who she brought, and I almost felt bad for asking. By this point however, I had a few drinks and was beginning to test the waters out.
“Leah this is ……”
“Mike, I know. I’ve heard a lot about you”
“Oh Shut up Leah no you haven’t”

Already I could sense the tension between the sisters and later I would find that she often talked to Leah about how me and how she could “win me matadorbet giriş over”. But at this point, the only thing I could fucking focus on was Leahs drop dead gorgeous rack. She took over the beer pong table in her confident manner, just seizing the ball from some guys hand and saying “be my partner were going to run this”. This only turned me on times a million watching her do the old “show my tits” trick and try to distract the other players. The game subsided as we won and decided it was time to take a break.

I headed downstairs to grab the whiskey we saved for the party and was met on the middle floor by a door opening. And out of the bathroom strolled Leah. Time slowed to a dead stop, and we met eyes. Before I even knew what happened I was slammed into the wall. Leahs hand aggressively crept onto my package and she said “well are you going to invite me to come downstairs with you?”

Not thinking at all, I slam down to my room and lock the door. I grabbed Leahs “V” in her hips and slammed her against the wall. I kissed her deep and without asking she slipped her top off and whispered in my ear. “I know my sister wants you, but IM the one getting your hard cock tonight”. I then became a madman and fed off Leahs insane confidence. Laura at this point was forgotten. Leahs huge tits slid down to my belt buckle and unstrapped my cock. It was so hard at this point that it actually smacked her as she took it out. We both laughed and then I forcefully inserted my manhood deep into her mouth. Her wet mouth was a haven I could have came right then and there. It felt so wrong to be with Leah she was barely even 18! But she looked matadorbet güncel giriş up at me and in her eyes she spewed with fervent desire. She ran her tits up and down my cock and was spitting on her own tits to lube it. When she started talking is what really started fucking with my mind. “Oh mike do you like it when I fuck your cock with my titties? Do you think Laura would like if i fucked your cock with my titties?” This woman is crazy only thing I could think to myself. She purposely is fucking me when she knows her sister wants me! And now the mind games stop as I rammed my cock down her throat. She is pinned up the wall and I begin to fuck her warm pretty little mouth. “Oh yes mike fuck my throat while I look you in the eyes” I wont blink until you come all in my pretty mouth” At this point it was me losing it and I began coming so violently after a final stroke deep into her mouth. She coughed a bit with the amount just because I hadn’t came in weeks so there was so much come still spewing. I felt my legs get weak and sat on the couch. She had all my cum in her mouth as she pranced over to me on the couch. She spit the cum back on my still hard cock, and sucked it back and swallowed. Fucking hell I damned about lost it. This girl is so fucking hot she not only teases me with her insane body, but the crazy part is how bad she messes with the mind. My eyes basically rolled back into their sockets in ecstasy when Leah asked, “so how long before round 2?” To which I replied “Right now” at which point WE HEARD A KNOCK ON THE DOOR. It was a heavy knock, a banging and it was “LEAH? LEAH ARE YOU IN THERE? Mike I swear to god if she’s in there!” We became church mouses and waited what felt like an eternity before the knocking finally stopped. But then a key came in and I thought to myself fuck its my roommate hes opening the door with Laura……..

TO BE CONTINUED

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Kissy Kat

And finally, there was Kissy Kat. Kissy Kat was her CB handle. She was 5’2” tall, slightly plump, and had shoulder-length blonde hair. She was twenty-years-old, and as cute as they come. We dated frequently, maybe too frequently.

Kissy was a gentle lover that liked to be screwed slow and easy. That is, until she was about to cum. Then she went wild. While she was cuming, all I had to do was hug her tightly, and hang on for the ride. She did the rest. Riding Kissy while she came was as close to a sexual thrill ride as I’ve ever had.

Kissy was always available to me. Even when she was on her period, she’d enthusiastically give me a blowjob. It was during one of those times of her month that Kissy taught me how to fuck tits.

She had me sit on her upper abdomen and put my hard cock between her tits. She then pressed her firm ample tits around my cock. As I stroked my cock between them, she licked at my cock’s head every time it came near her mouth. When I came, Kissy held my cock tightly between her tits and sucked its head like the top of a straw.

Many nights, she’d call when she got off work at midnight, and asked if she could come over. She worked at a nationally known electronics factory on the far side of the city. It took her nearly an hour to drive to my place from work.

Her job kept her on her feet most of the evenings. So, Kissy’s legs and back were frequently sore maltcasino or cramped. She loved my long, slow, massages and I enjoyed giving them to her. She especially like getting her legs and feet rubbed as I worked out the kinks in her cramped legs.

I was very tired, when Kissy called one night. I told her I was going to bed, but she could still come over, if she liked. I told her to let herself in, help herself to something to drink, get naked, and climb in bed with me.

About 1:15 AM, I stirred to the sound of her opening my door. Without moving, I watched her slowly strip by the light of a full moon. She was a lovely creature in the soft glow of the moonlight. Her young sizable tits showed little sign of sagging. Her belly and ass had enough fat to make her soft and nicely rounded.

When she finished undressing, Kissy quietly got in bed, put her head on my shoulder, and snuggled up to me. When I didn’t reach out to her, she reached down, and stroked my dick until it was almost fully erect. She then went down and sucked me to a full hard-on. During her oral work, I started rubbing her back and shoulders.

“Lay still, and let me do the work tonight.” Kissy softly told me. She then turned, straddled me, and lowered her pussy down on my dick. Slowly, she repeatedly raised and lowered her body impaling herself on my hard cock. As she picked up the pace, I reached up and fondled her tits. Then, she surprised me. Instead of humping wildly as we both began to cum, she shoved her pussy down tightly on my cock, and sort of quivered for about thirty seconds.

Now, maltcasino giriş that was something different. It was almost like she had a built-in vibrator in her pussy.

After dating Kissy for a few months, she began breaking my dating ground rules. One night, as we lay cuddling after sex, she said she loved me. She had been getting more and more possessive, and wanted me to see her, exclusively. I tried nicely, several times, to remind her of my still recent divorce and self-imposed dating rules. I even cursed at her a couple of times in hopes she’d get the idea. It didn’t work.

I didn’t need, or want, a steady girlfriend. She said she understood, but continued to put pressure on me to commit to her.

When she started dropping by without calling, I, reluctantly, came to the conclusion that I had to do something rather drastic to run off Kissy Kat. I didn’t want to hurt her, but she was giving me no other choice.

One Saturday afternoon a couple of buddies had come over to watch a college football game on TV. As expected, Kissy Kat called and wanted to come over. I somewhat rudely informed her of what I was doing. “I’m watching a ball game with some friends, but, if you want to come over, get fucked during half-time, and leave, come on.”

Then it hit me. I knew how I was going to
discourage Kissy Kat. I would share her with my buddies. The guys agreed that, if she didn’t want to be shared, they would not force her. If she agreed, we could have a good time, and see just how much cock and cum her pussy could take.

About forty-five maltcasino güncel giriş minutes later, Kissy arrived. I handed her a beer and loudly told her. “Go on back to the bedroom and get undressed. It’s almost halftime. I’ll be back to fuck ya in a few minutes.”

About fifteen minutes later, the first half of the football game came to an end. I went back to my bedroom, and when I opened the door, I found Kissy lying naked on the bed. With just enough foreplay to get her wet, I climbed on, and fucked her until I came. As I rolled off her, I patted her ass and said. “Don’t move! I’ll be right back.”

After taking a piss, I returned to my bedroom. Kissy was still lying naked with her legs spread. “Beautiful! Hold on! Don’t move!” I again told her.

I then went to my living room. I flipped a coin to see which of my buddies would be the first to try his luck with Kissy. The winner was again told, and he agreed, not to force her. With a big grin, and a hard-on to match, he headed for my bedroom.

Over the TV, I heard Kissy yell at my friend. “What the hell are you doing here?”

With a chuckle, my buddy said. “I’m here to fuck you! We’re all going to share you and make sure you are will satisfied.”

“Like hell you are! Get the fuck out!” Kissy screamed at him.

My buddy came high-tailing it back down my hallway laughing his ass off. “I guess she’s not interested in sharing!” He said, while buckling his belt.

He was rapidly followed by one pissed-off, half-naked, Kissy Kat. As she ran out the door, she looked back at me and yelled. “Fuck you too, you bastard!”

I really did hate hurting Kissy Kat like that, but she never bothered me again. If she hadn’t gotten so possessive, so quickly, things may have turned out differently.

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WARNING: This story contains content of a homosexual nature. If you dislike this or are under 18 years of age, please do not read any further.

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Help!
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Boom! The horrifying and unmistakeable sound of the wooden door being ripped violently from its hinges. Daniel pulled his knees in as close to his chest as he could and huddled himself tightly into a compact corner of his room. He braced himself for what he knew was about to happen to him.
Smack!

Darkness…
…Silence…
…Stillness in time…

***-

Morning. Daniel woke up suddenly to the sound of shouting downstairs. His eyes shot open like a greyhound out of the start gate at the beginning of an intense race. He found himself on the floor of his room. His back was against the hard, cold wall and his legs were folded around the 90 degree angle of the corner of the room. His right arm ached where he had been led on it. He tried to move his numb, tingling right arm out from underneath his stomach but it wouldn’t move. No matter how hard he struggled to pull his arm out from underneath him, it wouldn’t budge. Slowly the numbness started to die and it was replaced with unbearable and intense pain. That’s when Daniel realised, he was lying in a shallow pool of his own blood, and his heart started racing as he realised all of a sudden, the indescribable agony he was in. He remembered what had happened the night before.

***-

Daniel was stood casually at the bar with his very best friend in the world Jake. Jake was tall, dark haired and very good-looking with his well toned muscular body, glowing white teeth, clean-shaven face and perfectly formed rounded ass. Not to mention the massive bulge in his trousers. He was always a hit with the ladies wherever he went. Daniel was at least as much a hit with the ladies, if not more so than Jake. Daniel was a little bit shorter than Jake, his body was not toned as much as Jakes but was still gorgeous. He also had stunning white teeth the same as his friend. Daniel had a short, stubbly beard which highlighted his facial features and an ass which was to die for. The problem was, where Jake relished in the limelight which he received from girls, Daniel was completely uninterested. Daniel was gay.

Daniel had known that he was gay for a while now and he had finally admitted to himself that he liked guys rather than girls. He had denied it for years but eventually came to find that it was eating him up inside, and that he could no longer deny it to himself. He was used to the thought by now anyway and was beginning to become more comfortable with his sexuality. Being gay was no longer a big deal for Daniel but he still had one big problem. Nobody else knew about it, not even his closest friends and family. He wanted to tell people but every time he got close to telling someone, he chickened out at the last moment and had to come up with some ridiculous way of finishing his sentence. The pressure was slowly killing him and he was beginning to feel like if he didn’t tell someone soon, he would explode!

Sat at the bar, Daniel was deep in thought. So many thoughts were whirling around in his brain uncontrollably. “I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!” he screamed as he flew out of the club with tears gushing down his face. Jake looked around in shock as he wondered what all the commotion was about.

“Sorry Stacey” Jake exclaimed to the random girl he was chatting up at the bar, “I’m gonna have to go and see what’s up with my friend, I’ll call you”!

Jake downed his beer and sprinted out of the club as fast as he could after his best friend. When he got outside he quickly glanced around to see if he could see where Daniel had gone but he couldn’t see him. He was worried and a little confused about the situation he had suddenly found himself in.

“Danny!” he yelled as he frantically searched the busy street, “Where are you buddy”?

Various people stared at him as they wondered what was going on but Jake was too busy to notice them as he continued to look around, waiting for a response. There was none. He had to think hard but the alcohol was making it difficult for him to think.

“Now think” he thought to himself “if I know Danny, I should know where he would run to”.

Then it struck him!

“The old wishing well!” he remembered as he thought about the last time Daniel had ran off in a panic.

He started charging his way through the crowded street outside the club in the direction of the well. He ran as fast as his feet would carry him so that he would stand the best possible chance of finding his best friend and doing whatever he could to help him out. They had always been close and had come through a lot of shit together so Jake was sure that whatever the problem was, he could help him find a way through it.

He reached the well. It was dark, quiet and very eerie. He stopped running and tried to catch his breath for a few seconds.

“Danny, are you there mate?” he panted as he searched the area.

There was no response and Jake started to think that maybe he wasn’t there at all, but then he heard the sound of sniffling and sobbing and he knew instantly that it was Daniel. He followed the sound and found him sulking with his head in his hands in an alleyway near the wishing well.

“Danny…” he said softly and caringly, “…what’s going on”?

“Just leave me alone!” Daniel snapped as Jake placed his hand on his friends shoulder.

He pulled away and turned his back on Jake. Jake felt hurt by this and knew that whatever the problem was, it must be really bad.

“Come on don’t be like that with me, I just want to help. You know you can talk to me, I’m your best friend!” Jake explained.

“You wouldn’t understand so just leave it ok!” Daniel wept in response.

“No I won’t leave it!” Jake responded firmly, “you’re my best friend and i care about you”.

“Huh, yeah alright then Jake, why don’t you tell someone who gives a shit”?

“Hey, don’t be like that with me Daniel!” Jake roared, “I just ran all the way here after you! You should fuckin’ give a shit!”

“Yeah well if you really cared about me that much then you would have fucking realised by now that I…I…” Daniel stumbled.

“You what Danny, come on you can tell me”

“I’M IN FUCKING LOVE WITH YOU!!!”

Silence…

Jake was shocked. His eyes flickered between the eyes of the man in front of him. Tears were streaming down Danny’s face as he shivered in the cold night breeze, staring back at Jake. Jake felt the tears starting to well up in his own eyes as his mind strained and struggled to process the information which it had just received. He looked down at the floor in confusion. The atmosphere was electric, it could have been cut with a knife. He simply didn’t know how to react.

Jake’s big blue eyes were glued to the floor. His heart raced like a steam train pounding out of a dark tunnel at full speed. His emotions were all over the place. He tried to look up at Daniel who was still stood in front of him in silence. Jake wondered what he was thinking as he tried desperately to make sense of the situation. The truth was Daniel was stunned at his own words. He had been trying to say that very sentence of months but he never could. He felt like a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He’d said it. Finally, Jake knew how he felt. Then his thoughts came crashing back down to earth as he realised the reality of the scenario. Daniel looked down at his best friend. Jake was now crouched down on the cold, wet dirty floor of the alley with his head in his hands. He was clearly confused and upset and it was all Daniel’s fault.

“I’m sorry” Daniel said in a gentle tone. He didn’t know what else to say.

Jake removed his head from his hands and glanced up at Daniel. “You’re sorry … you’re sorry are you Danny” he replied, anger now filling his eyes as he began to stand upright.

“I’m sorry” Daniel murmured again quietly has he once again started to cry.

“YES I KNOW YOU TOLD ME!” Jake snarled as he grabbed Daniel by the arms, “YOU’RE SORRY AND THAT’S SUPPOSED TO MAKE IT ALRIGHT IS IT?” he questioned.

There was no reply as Daniel struggled to release himself from Jake’s tight grip.

“Answer me” Jake demanded. Still no reply. “ANSWER ME DAMN YOU” he yelled as he began to shake Daniel back and forth.

“I’m sorry” Daniel whimpered as the tears drifted swiftly down his soaked face. “I’m sorry”

Jake glared into his best friends big brown eyes. They were red and obviously sore where he had cried so much. Fear encompassed his pupils as he stared back into Jakes angry blue eyes.

“I’m sorry” Daniel repeated once again as he continued to stare back.

Jake realised what he was doing and Daniel saw the raw anger begin to drain from his friends now increasingly calm blue eyes. Jake stopped shaking Daniel and slowly removed his hands from the other mans arms. His eyes drifted once again to the floor as he began to feel physically sick at the thought of what he had just done to his best friend. The anger which he had felt take over his body drained away and was replaced with an overwhelming sense of sadness and guilt. He knew then that something had changed inside of him and that things would never be the same again between him and Daniel.

“Forgive me” he pleaded as he glanced back up.

… nothing…

Daniel stood perfectly still. His eyes were closed. His lips were trembling, but made no sound. At that moment Jake broke down. He couldn’t bear to see his best friend suffering like this knowing that it was down to him and that he was powerless to do anything about it. He burst into tears, turned and ran as fast as he could. He had to get out of there. He reached the wishing well where he and Daniel and enjoyed so many happy moments together as kids. He stopped and looked back at the alley. Danny was still stood there motionless. Jake considered going back but acknowledged that there was no point. He had done enough damage for one night so he continued to run.

Daniel stood alone in the alley way. His head was empty. “What now” he thought to himself. “Is that it? … After all we’ve been through is that it? … He’s just going to leave me here on my own after all that just happened? … Well if he thinks I’m gonna come crawling back then he’s wrong. … That’s it, it’s his turn to be sorry!”

With that he turned and walked slowly back home. He got back and sat down on his bed. He was exhausted and badly needed to sleep so he removed his clothes and climbed into his soft warm bed. He was so tired that he didn’t even bother to brush his teeth. He just clambered into bed, pulled the sheets over himself and slept, instantly. He went out like a light.

***

The next morning Daniel awoke at 11.30am. That was late for him, he was a morning person who was usually up and ready by 9am at the latest. His head was thumping from the night before. He didn’t remember at first as he rolled over to look at his clock. His eyes darted open as he saw the time. He jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. As the hot, cleansing, relaxing water trickled down his skin he began to feel much better. His eyes widened gradually as he started to feel more awake.

…he remembered…

…all of a sudden the whole experience came back to the front of his mind.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHH” He screamed as he realised what he had done. “Oh my god, what have I done, it wasn’t meant to be like that. How could I be so stupid to let him find out in that way?” he questioned in his head.

Bang bang bang… the bathroom door knocked. Daniel almost jumped out of his skin in surprise.

“Daniel what’s the matter hunny I heard you scream, is everything ok?”. It was his mother. She was clearly concerned. Jake had forgotten that his parents were back that day.

“Oh, sorry, yeah everything’s fine” he replied as he tried to regain his composure.

Even with the distraction, Daniel still could not take his mind off of what he had done. He was beating himself up inside and he badly wanted to speak with Jake. He finished getting ready as quickly as he could and then ran downstairs and straight out of the front door without even saying hello to his parents whom he had not seen in 2 weeks. He sprinted as fast as his feet would carry him to Jakes house. He reached the opening to the street where Jake lived and he turned onto it. He was in for a big shock!

He stopped suddenly as he noticed it. It was outside Jake’s house and his parents were stood out in the front garden. They were upset. It was a police car. Daniel walked cautiously over to where Jake’s parents were stood. He knew Jakes parents well as he had spent a great deal of time around them as a kid when he used to visit the house. He had never seen them like this though. He reached them.

“What’s going on?” he asked curiously and worried.

Jake’s father reached out and placed his hand gently on Daniel’s left shoulder.

“Danny, I don’t quite know how to tell you this but … Jake is missing”.

***

Everything went quiet. Daniel had completely frozen. His eyes were open and he was looking around. He could see Jake’s parents looking at him worryingly. Their mouths were moving and yet Daniel heard no sound. The picture started to drain away as if the entire world was dissolving in front of him into a dull, gloomy, empty darkness. Jakes parents could only watch as their son’s best friend seemed to drift away into another realm…

***

“Danny”

“Danny wake up”

Daniels eyes crept slowly open. The world was a blur, as if the scenery was spinning around him.

“Wha-wha-what’s happening?” Daniel murmured.

“Danny, just stay calm ok, your alright but we need to get you up off of the ground” said Jake’s mum.

Daniel was confused; there was just too much going on in his mind. He was dizzy and everything seemed distant and strange. Eventually he came to his senses and was able to sit up. He felt ok now, not perfect but ok, however, his head was still pounding and he needed to be on his own so that he could try and make some sense of the events which were occurring.

“I need to think” he said to Jake’s parents who were now on their knees, leaning around him. With that he stood up and walked calmly and collectively away from Jake’s house.

He walked to wherever his feet would take him, all the while running over recent experiences in his head. Over and over again the memories rolled around and around whirling repetitively around his head. He remembered details which he had forgotten and tried his very best to piece everything together in the right order to develop his understanding of his life and the lives of those around him. There were so many thoughts, feelings, emotions and questions flying through his brain. “Why is this happening to me?”, “What have I done to deserve this?”, “Why has Jake ran off?”, “Where is Jake?”, “Is he ok?”, “God i hope he’s ok”, “I don’t know what I’d do without him”. The thoughts were endless. He was so deep in his own thoughts that he was completely unable to concentrate on where he was going or what he was doing. People stared quizzically at him as he charged blindly past them on the street but he didn’t notice, it was all happening so fast. He stopped. Suddenly and randomly out of nowhere a thought occurred to him.

“The abandoned farm, I bet he’s gone to the abandoned farm”.

Just outside of the town where Daniel and Jake lived, there was an old abandoned farm. The two boys used to sneak away sometimes after school or in the summer holidays to the farm and mess around like kids do. They had shared many great times there through childhood and through their early teenage years whether it be playing gun fights or chasing each other around, or as they got older just going and chatting about things. It was always looked upon by both of them as a place where they could escape to, where they could get away from the madness and the rush of the town. It was quiet, peaceful and tranquil. Every time either of them felt like they needed some time alone, or they wanted to spend time with each other, they would always got to this secret, hidden, out of the way place which seemed to hold some kind of mystical heeling power for them.

With that thought, Daniel spun instantly on his left foot to face the opposite direction. He couldn’t be sure that Jake would be there but it was his best bet, so he began to jog gently in the direction of the farm. He jogged back down the same street, retracing his footsteps. He was determined now that he had to find his best friend, had to know that he was safe and that no harm had come to him. The very thought of anything happening to Jake made his skin crawl. His jog turned into a slow run and the pace kept increasing as he got closer to the junction leading to the main exit road of town. He could see the road now; it wasn’t far to the edge of town. He reached the junction and ran straight around the corner onto the main road out of town. The farm was not far from where he was now and he could almost hear Jakes voice calling to him as he got ever nearer to his destination. He continued to sprint, he was tired and out of breath but he couldn’t stop now, he was nearly there. A familiar sight appeared around the long bend in the road. He saw the barn where he had spent so many hours of his short life. He was almost there now and so started to slow down a little to try and catch his breath a little. He reached the barn and collapsed against a wall. Slowly his breath came back and he could breath again. As soon as he could, he moved on in his quest without hesitation.

“Jake!” he yelled out at the top of his voice. “Jake buddy are you here?”

There was no reply. Daniel walked slowly towards the enormous, heavy, brown, wooden barn door and began to push it open. The door opened with a deafening squeak. Daniel entered the barn and the heavy door forced itself shut behind him. It was gloomy and musky in the big, empty, old abandoned barn. Daniel glanced around searching for any sign of life. There was none. The barn was definitely empty. He turned around to leave the barn and look elsewhere. He searched the door with his hands. To his horror, there was no handle of any kind on the inside of the heavy barn door. His heart began to race as he tried desperately to find a way of getting out. He pushed against the door with all his might but it wouldn’t budge. He was trapped.

“Help!” he cried out.

There was no response.

“Help, please I’m trapped in the barn! … Is there anybody there?”.

Nothing.

There was nothing he could do. He was stuck. He figured he would just have to wait and pray that somebody would come looking for him. The problem was, he was on an abandoned farm in the middle of nowhere. As far as Daniel knew, there was only one person other than himself who knew that the place existed. Jake. Daniels chances of escaping depended solely upon the very person who was the reason for Daniel being in the situation in the first place. It looked bleak.

The light started to fade as night fell over the abandoned farm. It was quiet and peaceful, and usually Daniel would have relished the peace. This time though, peace was the last thing he wanted. He was scared, he was cold and he was alone. He longed for someone to find him, someone to be with him, to hold him and to comfort him. He longed for Jake. He began to shake uncontrollably as the temperature dropped. He decided that he should get up and search the big empty barn for some way of keeping warm. He slowly struggled to his feet and began to glance around. The barn was empty apart from an old rusty tractor in the far left hand corner and some bales of straw behind it. He knew the straw would be itchy and uncomfortable but he didn’t care, he had to find some way of keeping warm. He walked over to the bales and began ripping them apart. He led down on top of one of the bales and grabbed hand full after hand full of the straw and pulled it over himself. After about 10 minutes of doing this, he was feeling much warmer due to the exercise and was sure that the straw would keep him warm enough to survive the night. All that was left to do for Daniel now was wait.

***

Morning.

Daniel woke up with sunlight pouring through the many cracks in the walls of the old run down barn, onto his cold, numb face. He was itchy all over from the straw and in places, his body bled from where particularly sharp, hard pieces of straw had been digging into his delicate white skin. His body ached all over and he was in pain. He struggled to his feet making bits of straw fly everywhere, tumbling like a waterfall off of his fragile body. He stumbled carelessly back across to the big wooden doors, hoping and praying that in the daylight, he would be able to find some way of escaping his prison. There was no handle on the huge wooden door, and no way of getting out. He tried everything he could, he pushed, pulled, rammed, tugged and battered but it was no good. He was definitely trapped. He felt completely hopeless. “Oh why do these things always happen to me” he thought as he fell to the floor and began to cry into his hands.

***

Meanwhile back at Jake’s house, Jake’s parents were worried sick. Jake was still missing and they hadn’t seen their son now for nearly two days. Not only that but they had just received the news that Daniel was missing now as well. They felt awful! They didn’t have a clue where they’re son or Daniel was and they knew that there was nothing they could do to help. They could only wait. They had no idea about the situation Daniel had gotten himself into and it was still a total mystery where Jake was.

In fact, Jake was staying at a just friend’s house just around the corner from his house. He just needed to get away from things for a while, he was confused and needed to think. He was feeling much better now and was thinking much more clearly. He had thought about nothing and no one other than Daniel for the past 2 nights and had calmed down by now. He had realised that he didn’t care that Daniel was gay, he was his best friend and he would stand by him and do everything he could to help him get through the torture which he knew that Daniel must be going through in his head. He was just shocked at first that was all and he was a little angry that Daniel, being his best friend, hadn’t told him sooner. On the other hand, there was also the fact that Daniel was “in love” with Jake, and it was that which he was still unsure about. He didn’t know what he was going to do, say, or how things were going to change between them in the future.

“Hey bro thanks for letting me stay over” Jake said appreciatively to his and Daniels friend Darren, who’s house he had stayed at, “It’s been a really big help to me and I’ll never forget it”.

“No problem mate, anytime” Darren replied, “You know I’d do anything for you, you’re a good friend”.

“Alright mate, I should probably get back home, who knows what my parents are thinking?” Jake explained looking back at Darren who was stood outside his front door.

“Yeah, I bet they’re worried out of their minds!” replied Darren thoughtfully.

They said goodbye and Jake began to make his way home. He started to run as he longed to speak to his parents and let them know he was ok, but more importantly, he longed more than anything else to talk to his best friend who he hadn’t seen since that night in the alley. He had to let Daniel know that he was still his friend, and that he was there for him and always would be.

He reached his house and slowly, carefully opened the door, not knowing what to expect. His parents leapt for the door as they heard it close and to their relief, there stood their son, safe and unharmed.

“Oh Jake hunny your ok!” his mother cried out with relief as she grabbed her precious son tightly and squeezed him into a loving hug.

“Where have you been Jake? Your mother and I have been worried out of our minds!” his dad exclaimed, placing his hand on Jake’s shoulder.

“I’m ok” Jake said, “I just needed to think that’s all. I was staying at Darren’s house”.

“Well we’re just relieved that your alright” his mother said as she released him from her hugging grip.

“Yeah, I’m sorry guys I should have told you where I was” Jake claimed with a contemplative face. “I’m gonna take a shower and then I need to go and talk to Danny”.

There was an awkward silence which filled the room as the atmosphere changed.

“What?” Jake questioned as his face dropped.

“You may want to sit down son” his dad said in a serious tone.

“Oh god, it’s Danny isn’t it” Jake asked panicking “what’s he done?”

“Well, to be honest, we… we don’t know. The truth is, well… nobody knows. He’s just disappeared.” Jakes dad answered sympathetically.

Without hesitation, Jake grabbed his coat and ran out of the door. He ran to Daniels house to see if maybe he was back and that maybe he just hadn’t told anyone yet. No luck! He sprinted around the town checking every place he could think of. He tried the park, the wishing well, the club, everywhere. He was exhausted by now and was trembling and worrying like mad. Daniel was nowhere to be seen! He stopped and sat on a bench near the library. He needed to catch his breath and it gave the young man an opportunity to think. Jake ran through a list of all the places he had checked. “That’s it, that’s just about everywhere in town” he thought helplessly to himself. Then it sunk in. There was one last place, one last place which wasn’t in town, one last place which gave him hope, this wasn’t over yet!

***

Daniel had now been stuck in the horrible, old, smelly barn for what seemed to him like an absolute age! He was tired, he was hungry and felt like the whole world was against him, but above all he was lonely. The memories of the past week were all Daniel could think about as he sat alone in the middle of his vast, empty prison, thinking, thinking, thinking. Wondering if he was ever going to make it out!

“You what Danny, come on you can tell me”.

“I’M IN FUCKING LOVE WITH YOU!!!”.

Those two ominous sentences kept repeating themselves over and over in his mind. He felt like he was going crazy!

“Danny, I don’t quite know how to tell you this but … Jake is missing”.

The memory of Jake’s dad informing him of his best friend’s disappearance, all because of something he had done. Daniel quivered as he acknowledged the scale of the mess he was in. He worried about Jake, he prayed that he was alright. Whatever happened to himself, he just wanted Jake to be safe. His heart bled as he began to sob uncontrollably into his hands as he curled himself up into a ball on the cold, hard floor of the barn.

Then, out of nowhere, footsteps! Footsteps which grabbed Daniels attention like gunfire in a crowded place! This was his chance, possibly his only chance for help! He cried out;

“Help!” as he struggled to raise his voice to its highest volume!

“Help I’m trapped in here!” He screamed desperately as the footsteps got closer!

“Danny”! he heard call back to him, “Danny can you hear me buddy, are you there?”.

Daniel’s breath picked up and his heart raced as he immediately identified the panicked voice of the man he was in love with!

“Jake!” he yelled, “Jake I’m in here, please help me!” he burst into tears.

“Danny I hear you, I’m coming!” Jake replied emotionally as he listened to the panicked, upset words blaring from the barn.

“Ja-a-a-ake!!” he sobbed as the tears streamed down his scratched face from is swollen, tired eyes.

Jake ran up to the barn as fast as he could and grabbed the mighty wooden door. He pulled with all his strength and to the relief of the two worn down boys, the enormous, heavy wooden door swung open releasing Daniel from his prison!

Danny ran into the brilliant sunlight, relieved! He was free! More importantly, Jake was safe. He latched onto his best friend and Jake hugged him back with a tight grip as they both cried into the others shoulder.

“I’m so glad you’re ok” Jake wept as he tried to calm his very emotional friend!

“Oh Jake” Daniel cried “I thought I was a goner”!

“Well it’s alright now buddy, your safe, I’m here” Jake replied in a soft, calming tone.

Danny said nothing. He just clutched Jake tightly with his arms as the sun beat down upon them. Jake hugged back and began to run Daniel’s back to comfort him. Daniel’s heart beat slowed as he melted into the embrace and he began to relax. He felt safe in Jake’s arms and didn’t want the moment to ever end. Jake sensed the panic drain from the other boys body as silence fell over them.

“Ok, buddy are you alright now, my arms are getting numb” Jake asked sensitively.

“Yeah, I’m sorry” Daniel answered with a hint of laughter in his voice, ”I’m just so happy to see you that’s all”.

“Yeah I know mate, let’s go sit down”.

“Ok”.

They broke the hug and walked slowly around to the field at the back of the barn where they usually sat and talked when they came to the abandoned farm together. They sat down, exhausted on the soft grass. Jake pretty much collapsed on the floor after running all around the village looking for Danny, then running all the way to the farm as quickly as he could. He was shattered! Jake led on his back with his arms by his sides and shut his eyes to give them a break. Daniel sat next to him contemplating what he had put this guy though recently. He looked at Jake’s exhausted face which was red and sweaty. Even though he was clearly not at his best, to Daniel, he still looked gorgeous! His soft smooth skin glistened with the sweat in the sunlight. His bright red lips standing out from the pinky/white skin. “So cute” Daniel thought to himself secretly as his eyes drifted down to his best friend’s chest and torso. He wanted so badly to reach out and touch the firm muscles on Jake’s chest but he couldn’t. Daniel’s brown eyes looked back to Jake’s face to make sure his eyes were still closed. They were. He looked back down to Jake’s chest muscles which he could see pulsating through his sweaty white t-shirt. Down his eyes continued to drift to his slender stomach which again, he yearned to touch. He couldn’t resist it, he had to look down that little bit fixbet further to his crotch. He looked. “Wow” he thought as he stared at the bulge! “What would it be like to have that in my mouth?” he wondered, oblivious to the fact that Jakes eyes were suddenly fixed on his own!

“Danny…” Jake exclaimed quizzically.

“What?” Daniel replied startled.

“I know you’re in love with me, and I know your gay, and I’m ok with that buddy, your my friend and I will stand by you no matter what,” Jake said “but I am a little uncomfortable with you staring at my cock like that”.

Daniel paused for a second as he realised he had been caught.

“I’m sorry,” he said regret in his voice “I can’t help it though. You have no idea how hard it is for me. You lay there in front of my looking beautiful and I can’t take my eyes off of you! You think I wanna be like this? You think I haven’t tried not to be in love with you? I can’t help it Jake, i want you so bad that it’s killing me inside. When I see you with girls when we go to the club, and when you talk about them and how you wanna do stuff with them, I fell like I wanna die Jake!”.

“Ok, don’t get upset on me again” Jake said as his vibrant blue eyes looked calmly into Daniel’s brown ones, “I understand that you can’t change who you love, it’s ok, I told you”.

There was quiet for a while as they both just rested for a minute or two.

“You really feel that strongly about me Danny?” Jake questioned, kind of flattered.

Daniel looked at him directly in the eye and melted at the look he was getting from him.

“Yeah” he answered quietly in a high pitched voice.

“Ha-ha, I kind of like that” he giggled.

“Really?” Danny smiled, “I’m surprised”!

“Me too”

They both laughed together as they gazed into each other’s eyes. For the first time ever, Jake realised how good looking Danny was. He noticed the big beautiful brown eyes and dazzling smile on his best friends face. He felt confused at this new found side of him but at the same time, he sort of liked it, and he kind of wanted to explore further. At this point the laughter had stopped and Danny noticed that the eye contact had been going on for much longer than usual. He suddenly felt incredibly nervous as his eyes darted away from Jake’s and to the floor. This broke Jake’s trance and he realised what just happened. There was silence again as they both stared at the floor. Then it was broken.

“Jake?”

“Yeah Danny”

“Do you…” Daniel paused questioning in his mind whether or not he should finish the sentence.

“Do I what?” Jake interrupted.

“Do you think I’m good looking?”

“Ummm, I suppose so” Jake said cautiously and nervously.

Danny smiled as they made eye contact again.

“Why did you ask?” Jake asked pretending he didn’t know that Danny was obviously coming on to him! He never thought he could feel like this about another guy but in the last 10 minutes or so, he had experienced feelings for Danny and was curious, so he played along.

Daniel struggled to find a non-committing answer which he could cover up with some random story if it all went wrong, but he couldn’t think.

“I saw you looking at me earlier,” Danny answered, “I’m a bit confused that’s all, I thought you were uncomfortable with that”.

“Yeah,” Jake agreed “so did I until your little speech earlier. I don’t know, I guess I’m a little curious” he smiled.

“Curious?”

Jake looked down at the floor, a little bit ashamed at the situation.

“It’s ok Jake, this is good, you know how I feel so lets just get everything out in the open so we both know where we stand ok?” Daniel said emotionally and with understanding in his voice.

Jake looked back up into his friends big brown eyes, which he loved more and more every time he gazed into them. Then, suddenly without warning, he reached over and grabbed the back of Daniel’s head. He pulled his face close to his own and kissed him roughly on the lips. Danny was taken by surprise and resisted at first but as he realised what was happening he relaxed and began to kiss back, closing his eyes. This caused Jake to relax as well as the kiss became more passionate. To his surprise, Jake found that he was really enjoying the kiss and this made him want more. He opened his lips and pushed his tongue through into Danny’s mouth. Their tongues were set free to explore each other’s mouths as they danced around, getting to know every part of the other boy’s mouth. Daniel was in heaven but then, Jake pulled back and broke the kiss.

“I’m sorry, I should have asked first” Jake said as he realised what he had just done.

Daniel just looked at him adoringly and put his finger on his friend’s lips. He smiled and said “I didn’t know you had it in you, that was amazing”.

“Neither did I,” Jake laughed, “It just kind of happened”.

“Did you like it Jake”?

“I did” Jake replied flirtatiously.

“hmmm, in that case, I think you should take me home, I have an idea” Daniel muttered seductively as he winked.

“Are you sure you want to go home, wouldn’t you rather stay here in this big empty old field with me?”

“hmmm, maybe that could work” Daniel beamed with a huge grin.

Daniel leapt over and threw himself on top of Jake as he pinned him to the ground. “I’ve waited a long time for this”.

Pinned to the soft grassy ground, Jake felt a rush of adrenalin surge over his entire body! He had never experienced anything like it. Jake saw the burning desire, beaming out from his friend’s big, beautiful brown eyes. This was a sight which was new to him, and also one which made him hungry for more! He never knew that he could have ever felt this way about another guy! In the past when he had thought about this kind of thing, it made him feel uncomfortable, insecure and a little bit uneasy. Now though, it was actually happening and to his surprise and delight, he felt completely comfortable. It felt natural. He was in love!

Daniel just sat there for a minute and paused, taking in the moment. He had never felt happier than he did right then! He had waited so long for this moment and now it was here. He finally had the opportunity to do what he had been yearning to do for years! With his legs either side of Jake’s warm slender thighs, he stared lovingly down, gazing lustfully into the gorgeous blue eyes of the man he loved.

Feeling the warmth between them, the emotions seemed to leap out of Jake’s brain and take control of his entire being! He felt the bulge in his trousers stirring uncontrollably as his dick began to thicken. Gazing into Danny’s eyes, he gave a mischievous grin and immediately Danny knew what Jake wanted!

Danny leaned down, pushing his cute red lips onto Jake’s hot pink ones. They kissed passionately, massaging each other’s mouths. Jake was the first to open his mouth, eager to let his tough slide though into Danny’s waiting mouth so that he could explore some more. Savouring every second, Danny opened his eyes so that he could look at Jake. He was in awe at how gorgeously stunning he looked as their tongues danced together. Jake opened his eyes and they made eye contact and the situation heated. Romance was in the air and they were both all over each other. Neither one of them could take their hands off the other. Rubbing, feeling, touching, lovingly stroking each other’s smooth, firm bodies. They closed their eyes as Jake’s hands roamed down to Danny’s sexy round ass. Danny broke the kiss as he moaned with pleasure at the intimate touch.

“God I love you” Danny remarked lustfully.

“Haha, I know” Jake replied teasingly, “now shut up and give me some more of that hot tongue action!”

Danny tried to respond with a witty comeback but before he could think of what to say, his mouth was invaded once more by Jake’s hot, slippery tongue! They both moaned together as their cocks twitched simultaneously. Taking that as a hint, Danny started dry humping his new lover, thrusting his rock hard dick into Jake’s groin, all the while maintaining their passionate kiss.

Suddenly, Jake grabbed Danny’s ass cheeks firmly and began kneading them like dough, forcing Danny to thrust faster and harder. Jake couldn’t take it anymore, he grabbed hold of Danny’s hips and rolled him over dominantly, deciding that it was his turn to pin the other to the ground!

“Why I never did this ages ago, I’ll never know!” Jake said seductively, “you’re so fuckin’ hot man!”

“Hahaha, me neither!” Danny laughed.

Jake latched onto the bottom of Danny’s t-shirt and rapidly pulled it up over his head. He disposed of the garment quickly, throwing it to the ground! Daniel smiled with pleasure as his round, pink nipples were hungrily circled by Jake’s wet tongue. Jake felt the nipples harden and expand as he licked them, switching between the two like a wild animal feasting on some poor defenceless animal. They both loved every second though. Danny moaned loudly as waves of electricity shuddered through his body each time Jake’s tongue flickered over the top of his erect nipples.

“Ohhh that feels good!” Danny practically shouted!

That comment turned Jake on even more and encouraged him to take the next step! Jake paused for a moment and looked up at Daniel’s face. He watched as his friend looked back at him, confusion on his face.

“What’s wrong?” Danny questioned nervously, fearing that there might be something wrong.

Jake smiled at him, acknowledging that his reaction to the pause was very cute. “Nothing’s wrong” he giggled playfully, “I just thought I’d tease you a bit”.

“Aww man” Jake replied relieved, “don’t do that to me, you had me worried there!”

“Oh, I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to worry you”.

Danny smiled at Jakes choice of language and this signalled back to Jake that all was good.

“Now where was I?” Jake chuckled flirtatiously.

“I think you were about to go down on me weren’t you” Danny said suggestively.

“Oh you think so do you, you cocky little so and so!” Jake joked, finding that he enjoyed this new part of their relationship, “so what if I was actually about to get up and mouth rape you instead huh?” he asked jokingly.

“Bring it on big boy!” Danny laughed.

With that, they began to playfully wrestle each other, each trying to prove their dominance over the other. In the end, it was Danny who won the fight and was again on top of Jake. The wrestling stopped and there was a pause again as they made loving, sensual eye contact. Without messing about any longer, Danny returned the favour of releasing Jake from his t-shirt. He swiftly whipped it over his head and threw it to the side. He then kissed Jake passionately on the lips once again, savouring the taste of his lover. Then his proceeded to kiss down his jaw line, neck and down to his chest. He briefly stopped at the nipples to play around a little and explore, but he now had his mind set on other things! He was hungry, and you can probably guess what for! When he was satisfied with his work on Jake’s nipples, he carried on kissing his way down to his perfectly sculpted, but not overly worked abs. He quickly learned that this was one of his favourite parts of Jake’s body as he kissed and licked his belly all over.

“Aww come on stop teasing, you’re driving me wild!” Jake moaned.

Danny chose to ignore this and carried on his business. Eventually he was satisfied with his work on Jake’s abs and decided enough was enough. As Daniel finished exploring Jake’s abs with his mouth, he rubbed his hands up his leg and onto Jake’s tight crotch. He felt Jake’s rock hard dick throbbing beneath his hand as it cried out for attention! It craved freedom as it pushed against the stiff fabric of Jake’s trousers. Without delay, Danny slowly removed the other boy’s belt, and seductively undid the button on the top of his trousers. The cold zipper then flowed smoothly down to its base, giving the raging monster a little more freedom, now only restricted to the thinner boxer shorts.

Danny paused and looked Jake directly in the eye, this time with a serious and very sexy look on his face. Jakes cock twitched and spasmed as he watched Danny’s head slowly sink down. Next, came a feeling which was better than anything Jake had ever experienced! Danny’s hot, wet mouth, suddenly gripped Jake’s throbbing penis through the soft material of his boxer shorts. Jake moaned extremely loudly at the complete ecstasy which he found himself in! The quick, wet, flickering tongue began to massage Jake’s aching hard on. Now it was getting serious! Danny could sense that Jake loved it which spurred him on more, knowing that he must be doing something right. He bit gently at the thin material of the boxer shorts so as not to hurt Jake. He secured the material between his glowing white teeth and made a sexy growling noise as he aggressively tugged the shorts down, pulling his trousers down first with his hands. Jake now led on this soft grassy ground of the field next to the barn, completely naked. The sight really was something to behold and both boys were now hornier than they had ever been in their lives! Not wanting to wait any longer, Jake decided that it was time to release the hard on which was clearly raging in Danny’s trousers at that point. So, before Danny had a chance to get his face back to Jake’s crotch, Jake took the opportunity to sit up whilst Danny was down by his feet. He followed this up by standing on his bare feet and pulling Danny up with him.

It was like a movie scene as these two hot, sexy young studs stood together in the middle of the big, empty, lush, green field, one completely butt naked and the other topless with a raging boner, making a large tent in his crotch region. All the while the hot, bright sun beat down upon them.

They kissed passionately again, but the kiss was broken quickly as Jake got down on his knees. Jake undid the buckle on the front of Danny’s belt. He slid the 2 parts of the belt apart and moved onto the button. He sleekly and smoothly undid the button, and then slid the cold metal zipped down to its base. Daniels trousers fell to the ground when Jake let go of them and Danny eagerly stepped out of them. Danny couldn’t wait for Jake to make his next move. Feeling hungry, Danny grabbed his own boxers and pushed them down his legs.

“hahaha” Jake laughed with the biggest smile on his face, “getting impatient are we?”.

“I can’t help it, your making me sooo hot baby!” came the reply.

Jake could feel the hunger in the atmosphere which had formed thickly around them. Jake looked in awe as Danny’s cock stood up proudly in front of his face.

“wow” he commented, “Danny you dick is huge!”

Danny smiled down at him. His cock was a huge 9 ½ inches and he was very proud of it. He considered it to be the best part of his body, and now that Jake had seen it, he liked it as well. Jake was hungry! He really wanted to suck on the enormous instrument before him. The problem was, he had never done it before. Jake had always thought of himself as straight and he wasn’t entirely sure what to do. He just knelt there for a while and stared. Danny looked down at him, curious about the pause.

“What’s wrong babe?” Danny asked.

“Nothing, nothing it’s just, it’s just that umm…”

“What? Come on Jake there’s no need to be nervous” Danny said with sympathy in his voice.

“It’s just that, I’m new to this”.

“Haha, that’s ok, I guess I’ll have to show you how it’s done then” Danny chuckled flirtatiously as he winked.

Not wanting to wait, Danny went down to his knees so that he was at eye level with Jake. He looked lovingly into Jake’s eyes. Jake looked back at him but Danny couldn’t help but notice the nervousness in Jake’s lovable deep blue eyes. Danny smiled sweetly as Jake gazed back into his big brown eyes.

“Jake… if you don’t want to do this, we can stop. I love you and I don’t want to make you do anything that you don’t want to do.”

Jake paused for a second and thought. He looked sheepishly at the ground and Danny could see that he had doubts.

“It’s ok Jake; I can see that you are nervous. If you’re not ready then we can wait.”

“No…I…I want to but… I’m just nervous Danny. I’ve never done anything like this before.”

Danny smiled and kissed Jake on the cheek before saying “Jake you don’t have to be nervous, it’s ok, we all have to start somewhere, I understand. I had to go through it too and it’s hard. You know that you can trust me. You know me, and you know I would never do anything to hurt you. I love you Jake!”

“I love you too Danny” Jake replied, “I don’t even know why I’m nervous; I’m just being stupid that’s all!”

They stopped for a while and just let their eyes flicker between the other’s; admiring, enjoying, falling even more in love with each other. These two young men, within less than a week of Danny confessing to Jake that he loved him, were already here, at this stage, kissing, sitting naked before each other at the place, the abandoned farm, where they had so many memories, good and bad, from every stage of their lives so far. Danny couldn’t help but feel that maybe they were moving too fast in their relationship. Maybe Jake needed some time to think, adapt, and admit to himself that he was completely in love with his best friend.

Jake chuckled, “You look like you’re in deep thought there buddy”.

Danny smiled, still looking into Jake’s blue eyes, “I am. … Do you think that maybe… I don’t know … maybe we are moving too quickly with this? I mean, we’ve both had a lot to deal with lately, what with me going mad and running away,” he smiled slightly, “you having to chase me down every five minutes. Then you have to go through the confusion of finding out that I love you. I’ve put you through a lot haven’t I? I … I’m sorry Jake.”

Immediately Jake saw the sadness creep over Danny’s face and he replied as soon as he noticed, “Yes, yes Danny you have put me through a lot,” a pause, “but it’s alright! Let’s face it I didn’t exactly make life easy for you did I? My reaction to what you said the other night was pathetic! If anyone should be sorry it’s me. I’ve been a jerk about the whole thing Danny and I promise you, hand on heart, I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you!”

“Anything?” Danny responded suggestively.

Jake’s face lit up at that moment when the biggest smile crept across his gorgeous face. He loved the fact that Danny wanted him so badly. That’s when he realised that he wanted Danny too. He wanted Danny more than anything else. Right at that moment something clicked in his head and he knew that he didn’t need any more time. He knew what he wanted. He was 100% sure and nothing, NOTHING, was going to get in his way!

Surprise was what Danny felt next; he was taken completely by surprise as Jake’s hot wet tongue hit the tip of his now soft cock. Jake moved so quickly that Danny didn’t even see him as he somehow managed to get his head from where it was, to where Danny’s crotch was quicker than Danny could blink! Danny got the message. Jake was ready!

Jake’s hot wet tongue gently caressed the head of Daniel’s dick as it circled delicately around it. Danny moaned in pleasure as his body shuddered in ecstasy. His penis began to thicken rapidly as it was worked hungrily by the slippery tongue which proceeded to violate it. Jake knew that he must have been doing something well as his pretty blue eyes shifted up Danny’s toned body to his face. Danny looked lost in a different world as his head tilted backward. His eyes were closed tightly and his pink lips were wide open as if he was trying to speak but couldn’t bring the words to his lips. Jake’s concentration shifted back to the job at hand as his tongue went wild over the tip of the huge, now fully erect 9 ½ inch cock which stood proud before his youthful good looking face. He took a second to prepare himself for the next stage. Although this was a first time experience for him, he knew what to do. He had seen it done before when he had seen porn movies on the internet and he had received a blow job once from one of the girls that he hooked up with at the club where he and Danny would drink sometimes. The same club they were at on the night that Danny came out to him. Jake paused momentarily, but within no time at all he was ready. He wanted Danny’s cock so bad! Jake leaned in closer to Daniel’s enormous throbbing hard penis. The pleasure was immense for Danny as Jakes soft, moist lips slid sensually over the end of his rod!

“Ooooooooooooohhhhhh!!!!!” Danny moaned loudly.

“You like that?” Jake asked in the most seductive voice he could manage.

“Yeeeaaaaahhhh!!!”

Jake continued to glide his caressing lips up and down Danny’s shaft. Danny was overwhelmed with pleasure. He could not believe how good Jake was at sucking his dick! This was Jake’s first time, he had no experience and just five minutes ago he was so nervous that he couldn’t do anything but stare at his cock. Now, here he was sucking Danny’s cock like he was born to do it! It was the greatest feeling that Danny had ever experienced, he was loving it, and Jake was too. Jake had always been adventurous and loved trying new things. He found that he loved sucking Danny’s cock. It gave him an opportunity to explore, and try things which he never thought he would do. His tongue worked away at the fat, throbbing head as his lips continued sliding over the long shaft of his lover’s solid pole. He explored with his tongue, tasting every part of Danny’s dick. It tasted so good, salty, sweet and sour all at the same time. Time flew by and minute after minute seemed to fly past them as they had the time of their lives! Danny was getting hot now and didn’t know how much longer he could last. A drop of sticky pre-cum landed on Jakes tongue and he lapped it up eagerly, excited to find out what it tasted like. By now he was so turned on by the situation that his own cock was fully hard between his legs and desperately needed attention, so he grabbed it with his left hand and began to jerk it slowly while he gave Danny a blow job.

“Keep on like this and I’m gonna cum” Danny commented in a deep, sexy voice.

Jake looked up at him with his cock still in his mouth and winked. That was it! That wink sent him over the top, it was so sexy when he did that! He couldn’t hold back any longer! He was past the point of no return! Spurt after spurt of hot cum erupted out of Danny’s giant dick! The back of Jakes throat was violated by a stream of sticky man jizz! Jake gulped and swallowed as quickly as he could but the quantity of cum was massive! Danny had never ejaculated that much before and Jake could not swallow it all! It seeped out from the sides of Jakes tightly gripping mouth. Streams of cum trickled down his smooth sexy face. The sight only made Danny cum more! It was so sexy! Jake enjoyed the taste of the hot semen. He had always wondered what it tasted like and a couple of times he wanted to taste his own but never could build up the confidence to do it. He continued to work Danny’s dick as he swallowed the cum which remained in his mouth. He could feel that Danny was getting soft now and figured it was time to stop. He pulled his head back and Danny’s limp penis plopped out of his mouth. He licked his lips, trying to clean up the cum which was running down his face.

“Here let me help you with that” Danny said with a huge grin on his face and he leaned in towards Jake and kissed him even more passionately that before. He tasted his own cum inside Jake’s hot mouth and he followed the kiss up by licking his cum up from his best friend and lover’s face. When he was done, he pulled away and sat down on the soft grass for a second.

“That was so good Jake! Are you sure that was your first time? You sucked me like a pro man!”

“Ye-heah,” Jake giggled, “I’m glad you liked it!”

That’s when Danny noticed Jake’s 8 inch dick sticking straight upwards against his toned hard stomach.

“Looks like you enjoyed that too!” Danny laughed looking down at Jake’s rod with his big brown eyes.

Jake just laughed back and looked down at his throbbing manhood.

“Well then sexy boy, I guess I’m gonna have to show you an experience that you will never forget!”

“Oh and what do you have in mind there Danny boy?”

“Ha-ha, wanna find out?”

“Yeah…” Jake replied lovingly before kissing Daniel quickly on his cheek, “but that can wait ‘til later. We really need to get back home. Your parents are worried sick about you!”.

Contemplating in his head, Jake suddenly felt a wave of guilt rush over his entire body. He felt guilty not because of what he had just done, but because of the time at which he had done it. He bowed his head in shame and Danny immediately noticed the concerned expression on his face!

“What’s up baby?” Danny asked wearing a concerned expression.

Jake said nothing. He looked up into those eyes. To his surprise, the look in Danny’s eyes told a story of happiness. Jake couldn’t help but smile slightly when he acknowledged the pleasure which he had provided the other man with. He gazed deeply into those big brown orbs which invited him into the soul of the man he was now deeply in love with.

“You know,” Jake said, “it’s amazing what you can tell by looking someone in the eye”.

Danny looked at Jake as if to say “what the hell are you talking about”, but he didn’t say it. Jake giggled foolishly, likening Danny’s body language to that of a small puppy with those cute brown eyes wide open and glazed over, and his head tilted to the side. Jake was pretty sure that if he could of done it, Danny’s ears would be sticking up!

“C’mon, lets go,” Jake exclaimed, “It’s gonna get dark soon”!

“Okay, I guess we should start thinking about heading home”.

So gradually they stood up, gathered their scattered clothes and got dressed. As the two exhausted young men began to walk back towards the quiet roads outside of the abandoned farm, Danny stopped abruptly and grabbed Jake’s sweaty hand. Jake, taken a little by surprise, was wrenched backwards as Danny firmly gripped his hand. He swung around and smiled but the smile gradually disappeared as he saw the serious expression on Daniel’s face.

“What’s up?” he questioned.

Danny reached out for his other hand and grabbed it so that he now had hold of both of Jake’s hands and said nervously, “Jake, I want you to promise me something”.

“What?” was the simple response.
“I don’t want you to tell my parents, or anyone about any of this.”

Jake paused, unsure of what he should say, but eventually answered with, “Danny, you know that I would do anything for you, I always have done, and I always will do, but…”.

“But what Jake? Come on, please I’m begging you!” Danny interrupted panicking.

“BUT!” Jake repeated louder, “I don’t know if I can lie to your parents about this, this is a serious thing Danny”.

“I know but I really don’t want anybody to hear about this”.

“About what?” Jake questioned with growing concern.

“About any of this!” Danny practically shouted.

Jake just gazed at him confused and worried, his eyes doing that familiar trick of dancing and flickering between those of his friend. He was truly puzzled, not knowing what to think, his brain started working overtime. What was Danny really worried about people knowing, about being trapped in the barn, or about them being together?

In a soft, sort of vulnerable, weak, emotional voice he asked, “Is it that you don’t want people to know about us, about how we feel about each other, or that you want to hide the fact that you locked yourself in the barn?”.

Danny’s point of vision drifted to the ground.

“Danny. … Danny what’s the problem, you need to tell me otherwise I can’t do anything about it. Let me help you Danny. Whatever it is that’s making you act like this all of a sudden, you have to talk to me about it you hear me?”.

“I want to tell you Jake but it’s complicated”.

Danny stared into Jake’s calming blue eyes and sought comfort as he saw the understanding, and caring concern from deep inside of the guy he had been friends with for as long as he could remember. He wanted nothing more than to blurt out the entire story, and get it all out in the open. The problem he had was that he was scared of what it would mean if he let go of his secret. He was scared of the consequences that he would have to face, but at the same time, he knew that he could trust Jake, and that however he reacted at first, that Jake would be there for him and support him in the end. Danny had always considered himself very lucky to have Jake as his best friend, he was always there when he needed him, always by his side to comfort and care for him when he needed somebody who he could rely on.

“Danny, it’s ok, whatever it is you can tell me”.

Daniel had heard that line before, just before he told Jake that he was in love with him. That time though, Jake’s reaction was less than comforting and Danny didn’t want to risk them falling out like that again. If they hadn’t fallen out over that the last time, they wouldn’t even be in this mess. All of this added to his uncertainty.

“Okay Jake,” Danny said seriously as he continued to make eye contact, “I will tell you, but you have to promise me that you won’t flip out at me like you did last time. I don’t want this to turn into a huge drama like last time. And I still don’t want you to tell anyone about any of this shit that’s been happening lately ok?”

“Fine!” Jake responded acceptingly. “I won’t say anything”.

Danny took a deep breath.

“Huh,” he sighed, “well obviously, you know that I’m gay”

“Obviously!” Jake replied.

Danny stared down at the dirty gravel covered ground, trying to find the right words.

“Well you … you are the only person Jake … and, and …”

“Yeah I figured that out already from the way you acted that night at the club, but you’ve got to tell everyone sometime right?” Jake asked, “Hey, I’m in the same situation as well, nobody knows about me except you, alright so I’m bi … I guess … and maybe that’s different to being gay, but I’m still going to have to tell everyone.”

Danny interrupted before Jake could say anything further, “Yeah but it’s not that simple for me!”.

“What are you talking about? Of course it is, you just have to explain it to people and they will understand!”.

“But that’s just it Jake! Not everyone does understand, some people hate it, they think that the whole thing is wrong, sick … unnatural!”

“And fixbet giriş do you think that?!”

“No, of course I don’t but…”

“But what? Isn’t that all that matters? Danny believe me, if people really care about you, and I know a lot of people who do, then they aren’t going to be bothered by the fact that your gay! As long as you’re happy they won’t care! If people really care about you then the fact that you’re happy is what should really be important to them.”

“BUT THEY WILL FUCKING CARE!” Danny screamed as he burst out crying, tears immediately gushing down his face.

Danny ran off down the road, barely able to see as his vision of the world blurred and distorted as he continued to cry more and more. Jake didn’t understand what was up with him; he just knew that something was clearly not right. He ran after him, still exhausted after the mad day that he’d had.

“Danny!” he shouted, “Danny wait up!”

“Leave me alone, you don’t understand Jake!”

“No you’re right I don’t!” Jake panted, trying his best to catch Danny but failing miserably as he ran, “But, if you … don’t tell me … then … then I never will!”

Danny ran quicker, not wanting to allow Jake to see him in this state, not wanting to talk about the reason why he wanted Jake to remain silent. Faster and faster he ran, picking up incredible speed even though he had been locked in a barn for well over 24 hours, and had been fooling around with Jake in between. He was now running so fast that Jake was unable to keep up with him. He sprinted faster than he’d ever ran before, as if trying to escape from a pack of hungry wolves!

Jake ran as fast as he could to try and keep up with Danny but there was nothing he could do but watch as Danny edged away from him. Then, he watched in horror as a flicker of light temporarily blinded him and he saw it! A truck. `Oh shit!` Jake thought to himself as he came grinding to a halt.

“DANNY LOOK OUT!” he yelled out, almost straining his voice with the sheer volume of his scream!

Danny’s eyes widened and the tears seemed to vanish instantly as his vision became crystal clear. Neither of them will ever forget the horrible, violent, piercing screech which howled through their heads as all of the trucks massive tires locked up and scraped across the surface of the road when the burly truck driver stomped on the brake pedal of the gigantic articulated truck! Danny suddenly reacted and Jake could only stand back and watch, terrified as Danny threw himself into the air using all the energy he had left as he leapt for his life! Daniel went flying though the air! SMACK! He hit the ground, landing flat on his face at the side of the dusty road as the monstrous truck screamed past the spot where Jake was previously stood and eventually slid to a stop. Jake was horrified as the man he loved laid motionless, face down at the side of the road. He started to run again until he reached the spot where Danny was led.

“Danny!” He exclaimed as he grabbed his friends shoulder and flipped him onto his back.

Jake panicked when he saw the blood pouring from Danny’s nose down his youthful face.

“Danny talk to me, please Danny, please just say something, oh god Danny just say something! ANYTHING!” Jake squealed trembling with fear, hoping that his best friend wasn’t badly hurt.

“I’m alright” Danny replied as his big brown eyes opened and stared back at Jake, who now held Danny’s head in his hands. “I think I broke my arm though” He moaned in agony.

Jake wept as he pulled Daniel carefully up off of the ground towards his own body, grabbing both of his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around his best friend, crying in relief as he tried his best to avoid his arm as they embraced. They both knew that Daniel had been very lucky to keep his life, but they said nothing. They didn’t have to. Suddenly their attention was grabbed by the sound of a door closing. It was the truck driver. Danny and Jake looked blankly into each other’s eyes, unsure of what to expect from the big, burly driver as he stomped towards them. Would he be angry that he was forced to stomp on the brakes? Or happy that everybody was ok?

Simultaneously, both emotionally drained young men turned their heads to face the driver, trying to identify from his body language what kind of mood he was in. The driver was a giant compared to Danny and Jake, towering above them and with a much wider build. This made him instantly intimidating to both of them.

They’re thought processes were broken when the driver said; “Are you boy’s ok? It’s a good thing you dived or I don’t think you’d be stood there right now!”

“Uh, yeah I think so” Danny answered confidently.

“What about your arm?” the man said as he reached them and stopped, noticing the intimidated and slightly scared look on their faces, “it looks hurt, is it broken?”

“I think so,” Danny said holding his left arm up with his right hand, “it sure as hell hurts enough to be!”

“Okay, is it just your arm that hurts?”

“Yes sir”

“You can call me Bill, we should probably call your parents and explain to them what happened, do you have a mobile phone?”

“No, please don’t make me call my parents” Daniel said in a moment of panic as Jake glared at him quizzically, “I…I don’t want to worry them!”

“Danny…?” Jake responded questioningly in a concerned tone.

“Jake, please, I don’t want them to hear about this.”

“What, do you think that they won’t notice a broken arm?” Jake responded wondering what the hell Danny was thinking of. “Don’t be stupid Daniel, they’re going to find out!”.

“Just leave it, please… for me.”

The truck driver butted in saying “Well alright but at least let me drive you to the hospital”.

“Well, I don’t wanna cause you any more hassle Bill…”

“Yes,” Jake interrupted, “yes, it would be great if you could give us a lift, that’s very kind of you Bill”.

“Really,” Bill acknowledged, “it’s the least I can do”.

Danny gave Jake an evil look as he reluctantly followed Bill towards the truck. Jake rolled his eyes in annoyance and then slowly followed after him.

***

At the hospital, Jake sat impatiently in the waiting area as Danny was being taken care of by the nurses. Bill had already left because he had to get his shipment to London later that night and thanks to this, he was already behind schedule. Jake tapped his feet on the shiny white hospital floor, nothing to do but sit and wait. He looked around the room reading the boring posters which offered him advice about various illnesses and problems, all of which he didn’t have. Then, he noticed the red payphone in the corner of the waiting room. It was as if it was calling him, luring him over, persuading him to pick it up. He had a few coins in his pocket and wondered if he should call his parents to let them know where he was. Then he thought about calling Danny’s parents. He knew that Danny really didn’t want him to, but he didn’t know why and deep down inside, he thought that they really ought to know what the situation was. He decided to do it. He didn’t understand what Danny was talking about. `They have to know` he thought as he walked over to the phone. He pulled the loose change out from his pocket, picked out what he needed and inserted it into the slot. He was just about to dial the number when he heard a voice say “alright then, you just need to change the dressing twice a week and I’ll see you in 2 weeks time”. The voice cut through his thoughts and brought him back into the real world! He had no time to react.

“Okay thank you”. Danny replied to the nurse.

Jake slammed the phone down and turned around quickly to see Daniel glaring at him from the other end of the empty white room.

“How did it go?” Jake blurted out trying to act casual, but Danny saw right though his act.

“You didn’t?!” Danny questioned sounding upset.

Jake paused for a second and just stared back at his friend with a blank facial expression. He considered trying to cover up what he was about to do before he was interrupted but decided that it was probably best to tell him the truth.

“Huh,” he groaned, “no, I didn’t … but I was going to.”

Danny noticed the guilt in his body language as he looked down at the shiny white floor slouching, but he was still upset and annoyed by this; “But you promised me Jake, you promised me you wouldn’t say anything. You lied to me!”

At that moment, Jake knew that he had messed up. He could sense the hurt that he had caused Danny to feel as he hung his head in shame.

“Sorry Daniel”.

“Well that makes two of us then doesn’t it”.

“I just thought…”

“Well you thought wrong! … Look, it doesn’t matter now anyway, let’s just go home, I’m tired. We can talk about this tomorrow”.

Jake didn’t say anything. There was nothing he could say, he felt so ashamed. They headed out of the hospital in silence. The bus journey back to the neighbourhood where the two young men lived was like torture. They went the whole way without saying a single word to one another. It wasn’t that they didn’t have anything to talk about; they clearly had a number of problems to sort out, but now was neither the time, nor the place. Daniel and Jake were both exhausted. They had been through so much in the last week or so that nothing really made sense any more. They needed time; Time to think, Time to adjust, Time to decide what they wanted in the future and how they were going to get what they wanted. Everything had been happening so quickly. It was like they were caught in a violent storm which was pushing them along giving them no control over where they were going or what they were doing. They needed it all to stop for a while.

***

11AM the next morning. Both boys were at home. Both were in their own beds. Both were safe, and their parents were relieved. They were both awake by now after sleeping better than they had ever slept before. Due to the extent of their mental and physical exhaustion the day before, they had no trouble sleeping at all regardless of everything that was going on in their mixed up minds. However, another thing they both shared was a problem. They knew that as soon as they got up out of bed, it would all start again. They would have to face the world once more, and the world included their parents.

All parents worry about their children, it’s only natural and of course, that’s the way it should be but at this moment in time, neither Jake or Daniel felt like answering a million questions. “What’s been going on?”, “Where have you been?”, “Why didn’t you tell us where you were going?” and so on. It was all so complicated, so confusing, so frustrating! They just couldn’t bare it. There was a part of both of them that wished they could just stay where they were forever. Safe, warm, comfortable, alone in their own beds, with nothing to do but lie down and think to themselves. However, they knew that this wasn’t going to happen. They had to get up eventually, and besides, the sooner they faced the world, the sooner they would be able to deal with their issues and get on with their lives.

Jake looked over at the small round digital alarm clock on the wooden cabinet beside his big king-sized bed. He just stared at the numbers and thought about how meaningless they were on their own. He thought about how, when those numbers were together in the way that they were, they had a purpose, to tell the time. Together they had meaning, but if you take a number out of the clock and look at it on its own, it’s useless; it’s just a number with no purpose, no meaning and no reason for existence. His head rolled back to its original position facing upwards towards the ceiling and Jake returned his thoughts to Danny. “You know,” the voice in his head said, “Those numbers are a lot like you and Danny. On your own your no good at all, you have no purpose in life but with him…with him you have a reason to be alive, – to make him happy, to respect him, care for him, be there for him…to love him!”.

When he thought that, a smile stretched across his beautiful face. He thought more about Danny and remembered how he felt about him. He remembered how he felt the day before when he sucked him off in the field behind the barn. That warm, fuzzy, happy feeling returned and he thought about how much he loved Danny. As Jake thought more deeply about the erotic events of the day before, he felt his cock start to twitch under the covers of his warm bed and he went to grab hold of it.

Bang bang bang!

Jake was disturbed from his thinking by a knock at his bedroom door.

“Yeah” he said hesitantly.

“It’s me” replied his mum’s voice, “I brought you some breakfast, I thought you might be hungry”.

Jake hadn’t even thought about food for ages. He realized how hungry he was when he heard his mother say those words. He hadn’t eaten anything substantial in days! The idea of breakfast sure sounded good to him!

“Come in” he replied, making sure his half stiff dick wasn’t visible through his covers.

His mother entered his room with a tray of food with a glass of milk on the side of it. Jake sat up in his bed, adjusting the pillows to make himself comfortable. His mother walked over and placed the tray on his lap. She looked him in the eye and smiled before patting him on the head like he was a dog or something. Jake looked back at her patiently, waiting for her to start with the questions. But then, to his surprise, she turned around and left the room. Although Jake was relieved at this, it sort of confused him a little because usually his mother would be the first person to worry and start getting hysterical, but this time she seemed completely normal. “What the hell?” he thought to himself staring into thin air and frowning, “Does she know what’s happened? … Nah, how could she? … Unless Danny … nah, he didn’t want to tell anyone in the first place.” He was puzzled at his mother’s actions. “Oh fuck it,” he realised, “I’ve had enough of being confused! Just eat!” he thought. So Jake turned his attention to the food and started to fuel his eagerly waiting stomach.

***

Meanwhile back at Danny’s house, Danny had found the willpower to get his ass out of his pit. He got up, strolled over to the other side of his room and looked at his reflection in the mirror. His jaw dropped slightly when he saw himself. He looked a real mess! His hair was frizzy and was stuck to his head on one side where it had been resting on his pillow. His jaw line was covered with long whispey brown hairs where he hadn’t shaved in days. His left arm was led across his hid body, restricted by the sling which he now had to wear. “Fuck I need a shower!” he said to himself out loud, and with that he headed to the bathroom which was conveniently right next to his bedroom.

He walked in and locked the door with his one free hand, contemplating how difficult his life was going to be with just one hand for a little while. He removed his boxer shorts which he had slept in the night before. Although that sounds like a simple task, it took him about five frustrating minutes as he struggled to balance himself as he pulled them down with his one hand. “Fuck!” he thought to himself, “I’m gonna need some help with things in the next few weeks!”. He removed the sling and the bandages like the nurse had told him to do when he was going to shower. Now completely naked, he was in a huge amount of pain. He was forced to git his teeth and screw his face up as he reached up with his right hand and turned the shower on. Carefully he stepped in.

The warm water felt good as it trickled over his naked body. He groaned as he started to relax, feeling the liquid roll over him, caressing his young toned body. As Danny felt the warmth trickle over him, he felt his dick start to grow between his legs. He moaned again as waves rushed over his thickening cock sending waves of pleasure though his body. His now hard, wet rod jumped and twitched as the water massaged the head, brushing over the nerve endings. He threw his head back causing his face to move directly under the shower head. All of his troubles seemed to disappear as he reached for his cock with his left hand. “FUCK!” he screamed! The pleasure disappeared instantly and it was replaced with raw agony! He had forgotten about his arm. He thumped his other hand hard against the wall as his eyes winced and screwed up in pain. As the pain slowly subsided, he stopped punching the wall.

His cock was still hard and badly needed attention. He thought about Jake. He thought about the day before. He remembered how good it felt when Jake placed his cock in his mouth and sucked it like a professional until he came down his throat! His cock jumped up once more, twitching at the thought of Jake. Danny remembered the way that Jake slid his wet lips over his dick and caressed it with his tongue at the same time. He couldn’t take it, he grabbed his hard cock with his right hand this time, and started stroking it, doing his best to imitate the way that Jake had treated it the day before. He started off slowly and got faster and faster, trying to find a good rhythm. He pounded away at his meat, thinking about Jake the whole time. The pressure built and he felt like he was going to explode, he couldn’t last much longer. He dick twitched in his hand and he moaned in pleasure tipping his head back under the hot water allowing it to flow over his pulsating body. He felt his balls start to tighten and his round butt cheeks clenched together as he reached the point of no return. “Mmmmmm” he moaned as a stream of hot sticky white cum spurted out of the end of his dick over the floor of the shower! His mind shattering orgasm seemed to last forever as spurt after spurt of hot semen spilled out of his cock!

After he was satisfied with his session, he let go of his cock and let it flop back down between his legs. He grabbed the shower head and aimed it at the pool of thick white liquid which now covered the floor of the shower. He then continued to wash himself. As he covered his body with soap, he wondered what Jake was doing. He realised then, that they had left each other the day before, with so many problems left to deal with. He wondered how Jake must be feeling about this whole thing. If he was honest, Danny didn’t even know if they were really in a relationship. Would Jake still be interested in having a relationship with him after all of this? There was a lot which they desperately needed to sort out!

***

Later that day, back at the old wishing well where Danny had confessed his feelings to him, Jake was getting impatient. He reached into his deep pocket and pulled out his mobile phone. He searched through the menu system, menu, messages, inbox… until he found the text which Danny had sent him earlier that day. It read:

***
Jake, I’m sorry about how I acted yesterday, I know I fucked things up but I was just tired and confused I guess. I hope u can 4give me. If you wanna talk, meet me at the well at 6. Hopefully cya there.
Danny x.
***

He looked at the time at the top of the small, bright screen. 6 14. “Maybe he changed his mind” Jake thought to himself as he began to wonder if Daniel was going to show up at all. He considered giving up and heading home but decided to wait just a little while longer just in case.

The minutes ticked by and Jake was getting more and more worried. “What’s keeping him?” he thought. Tick, tock, tick, tock…time etched away and it was now coming up to 6.30, Danny was uncharacteristically late. He was usually organised and committed to what he said. In other words, if he said he was going to do something, he would do it. This got Jake thinking and before long his mind started running away with it and started jumping to conclusions. As he contemplated more and more about the situation he decided that it was obviously not that important to Danny for them to meet and sort things out. If it was important, he would have been there on time. Of course this was completely wrong but as most of us have experienced at some point in our lives, when you over-think things, sometimes you can reach a conclusion which seems realistic at the time, but in reality, is a long way away from the truth. Jake had built up a scenario in his mind which was untrue, however, it annoyed him and he decided that if Danny didn’t want to show up on time and try to sort out the problems between them, then he didn’t want to be there either! He was just about to leave when he heard the sound of panting behind him.

“Finally you decide to show your face!” Jake moaned as he turned to see an out of breath Danny approaching the wishing well. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting here?!”

Danny was still trying to catch his breath before he responded, “I know… I’m sorry…I got here as fast…as I could!”

“Fuck man!” Jake commented, “you look like your gonna have a heart attack or something! Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I’ll be alright, I jus…I just need to…to rest a sec”

Jake saw how worn out Danny was and wondered why he was so out of breath, he can’t have ran that far, the bus stop was only around the corner, and he couldn’t possibly have ran all the way from his house because that’s miles away! He noticed Danny slump down, putting his hands on his knees and bending his back as he struggled to regain control of his lungs.

“Come on lets go sit down, there’s a cafe around the corner, I think it’s still open” Jake said as he reached out and grabbed Danny’s arm, giving him a helping hand while Danny struggled to breath.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Daniel yelled out in agony!

“OH SHIT!” Jake exclaimed apologetically, “Sorry man I forgot about the arm. What happened to the bandages?”

Danny just looked at him angrily, holding his broken arm with his working one.

“Ok, you can tell me later, I am really sorry though. Let’s go sit down.

The atmosphere was thick and heavy again. They’re problem solving hadn’t started well at all!

***

The two young men were now at the small cafe which was situated just around the corner from the old wishing well. They were sat alone at they’re table, nobody else in the building except them and the very kind old lady who worked there. This small, quiet building was the perfect place for them to sit and talk. It was distraction free and comfortable. However, to begin with, the cafe was even quieter because neither Jake nor Danny knew what they should say. Eventually the silence was broken when Jake asked a question;

“So, how did you sleep?”

“Well thanks. … How about you?”

“Like a log” Jake smiled.

There was an awkward pause.

“Look Jake, about yesterday, I…”

“Danny you don’t need to explain anything that you did yesterday to me. It was a bad day and I completely understand why you were angry with me.” Jake interrupted. “I had no right to tell your parents, or anyone else for that matter, about anything which you don’t want to tell them. I was just a little confused that’s all. I couldn’t understand why you didn’t want to tell them.”

“I do want to tell them Jake but I can’t!” Danny replied, “I tried to explain it to you but it wasn’t easy. I was tired, confused, angry, upset and happy all at the same time. It was too much Jake! I felt like I was going crazy! You didn’t exactly make it any easier to explain to you because you weren’t listening to me. You just kept interrupting, trying to convince me that it was all going to be fine, but i know that it wouldn’t be fine and you wouldn’t let me tell you why. That’s what made me mad, more than anything else.”

Jake stared sadly down at the cup of coffee on the shiny steel table in front of him.

“I’m sorry about that Danny, but I was just trying to help”

“I know you were Jake, and in most circumstances, you’re great at making me feel better, but this time, you were making it worse. It’s ok though, I have thought about it now and I understand why everything that happened yesterday did happen. I just wish some of it didn’t.”

“Me too.”

Danny chuckled, “There were SOME good bits though”.

“Haha, yes.” Jake chuckled back as he winked.

They were then brought back into the real world when they heard a suggestive cough from the old lady who worked in the cafe. The boys laughed as they turned to look at her with cheeky grins on both their faces. She smiled back with one eyebrow raised and then went back to reading her book.

“Ok then, well let’s put yesterday behind us and concentrate on now shall we?” Jake suggested in a much better mood after their chat.

“You know what, that’s the best idea you’ve had in a very long time.” Danny answered. “Apart from the idea to save my life obviously, and there is one part of yesterday which I will never forget, and I think you know which part that is!”

“I have a pretty good idea.” Jake grinned.

“You know,” Danny then said flirtatiously, “my parents are away at my aunt’s house tonight. I asked them for some space and as it turned out; my aunt is having a dinner party tonight so I will be all alone when I get home. Sure will be boring!” he commented suggestively.

“Hmmm, well I could always keep you company, I’m sure we can think of something to do so you won’t be bored.” Jake winked again.

“Sounds like a plan. Lets go.”

They gathered their things and headed out of the cafe, thanking the old lady on the way out of the door.

“So what did happen to your bandages?” Jake asked on their way to the bus stop, “And why were you so out of breath?”

“Oh, long story” Danny responded reluctantly.

“Well, we have all night, and I promise I won’t interrupt” Jake laughed.

“Huh, ok” Danny said as he began to explain the story of his journey to the well, and why he was so late. As he explained during the bus journey home, Jake had realised that he was hasty earlier on when his thought that the meeting was not important to Danny. He now knew that actually, it was very important to him and that he was willing to go through hell itself just to be with him, so that they could make it right again. They had certainly done that, everything now was sorted out. They had put the past week’s events behind them. They were heading back to Danny’s house for what was setup to be the best night of their young lives!

***

Back at Danny’s house, everything was great as Danny turned the cold silver key, locking his front door as Jake made himself comfortable on the soft, black, leather sofa. Jake had been to Danny’s house hundreds of times in the past, of course he had, they were best friends, but this time, it was different. It felt special. It was the first time he had been there since they had become more than just friends. He couldn’t stop smiling. He was elated with their newly evolved relationship.

“Hey, I got this new movie the other day and I haven’t seen it yet, you wanna watch it? If we get bored we can always turn it off.” Danny asked.

“Sure, why not, the night is young” Jake replied. “What’s it about?”

“I’m not really sure if I’m honest, it was a gift” Danny answered, turning the DVD case in his hands to read the description on the back. “It’s basically a romantic comedy,” he laughed, “it’s about a couple called Jay and Mary who find their relationship in trouble when Jay thinks he is falling in love with Mary’s gay best friend Joshua. Sound’s fun.”

“Yeah, I agree, put it on”.

“I’ll tell you what,” Danny suggested, “you put the movie on and I’ll go get us some snacks”.

“Sounds good to me” Jake responded, giggling before he winked suggestively saying “what kind of snacks?” in a seductive tone.

“It’s so sexy when you do that” Danny murmured looking back at Jake across the living room as he stood in the doorway, which leads to the kitchen.

“Do what?”

Danny paused, blushing before shyly answering, “never mind” with a cute smile.

***

The DVD case clicked as Jake closed it just before he headed back to the sofa. As he sat back down, his senses were aroused as the sweet smell of delicious pop corn wafted into the living room through the open kitchen door. The smell took him back to when he and Danny were just small children. He had so many great memories of sitting exactly where he was sat right now, watching movies, playing video games, board games and generally having fun with his best friend. They would always have snacks, usually brought to them by jakes mum. Pop corn was both of their favourites. Jake was taken by surprise as Danny sat down next to him making the sofa move slightly.

“What are you thinking about babe?” Danny asked, placing the bowl of warm sticky pop corn on the cushion between them.

“Hmmm, I was just thinking about the great things we used to do when we were kids you know?” Jake replied, smiling at the way Danny used the word `babe`.

“Yeah we had a lot of fun times” Danny agreed looking into Jake’s cool blue eyes.

Jake smiled, acknowledging the loving eye contact. They gazed into each other’s eyes for what seemed like a week, the world with all of its troubles seemingly disappearing as they lost themselves in the special moment. They finally came back into the real world when Jake said, “anyway, are we gonna watch this movie or not?”

“Yeah put it on”. Danny replied turning his attention to the screen.

Jake pressed play on the remote control and the movie started to play. The movie was very romantic and very funny too and both boys were really enjoying it but really, they’re concentration was mainly on each other. They couldn’t help but take their eyes off of the movie every few minutes or so to check each other out. Of course they both knew that the other was checking them out, and they didn’t mind, knowing that the other was enjoying the attention just as much as they were. The pop corn bowl was getting emptied quickly and they had to reach right to the bottom to get to it. As it got to the last few pieces of pop corn, they’re hands met it the bowl and they turned to look at each other grinning like idiots, both thinking how cheesy the moment was. This time though, instead of turning their attention back to the movie, they kept looking at each other. Danny watched Jake’s bright blue eyes light up as they scrolled up and down his body, and Danny’s did the same thing, checking out Jake’s hot torso through his tight blue t-shirt.

Danny looked back up at Jake’s attractive face, contemplating how unbelievably good looking fixbet güncel giriş he was. Jake noticed him looking at his face and looked lustfully into Danny’s big, beautiful brown eyes. He saw desire. The atmosphere was getting steamy as the intense eye contact seemed to go on forever. Keeping his eyes locked on his lover’s, Danny leaned towards Jake, stopping just before his rosy red lips were about to meet Jake’s plump pink ones. Jake completed the movement, locking his lips onto Danny’s, breaking the lustful eye contact when his eye lids closed tightly allowing him to concentrate only on the passionate kiss.

“Mmmmmm” Danny moaned as Jake massaged his tongue with his own.

This was by far the best kiss they had shared so far. This time, the atmosphere was perfect. They were both completely comfortable with each other which meant that they could enjoy every second. The outside world disappeared again as they floated away into their own paradise. The kiss got hotter and hotter, only breaking for a second at a time when they needed air. Their tongues danced together in lustful passion. Their hot lips locked together, massaging, caressing, taking them to new heights, melting into the moist softness of the love locked moment.

They edged closer to each other on the sofa, never breaking the kiss, the movie still playing in the background. Danny opened his eyes to see Jake already staring scintillatingly into his soul. They passionate kiss got even hotter when their eyes locked as well as their lips. It was like they moulded into one when their warm hard bodies touched and intertwined with each other. Their hands found their way onto each other and began exploring, roaming over each other’s firm, hot bodies. Jake was very careful not to hurt his lover, remembering not to go anywhere near the broken arm which rested motionless at Danny’s side. Danny noticed Jake’s attention being distracted, knowing straight away what was causing the distraction. Jake knew though that Danny wasn’t going to let it get in the way when Danny’s right hand (the non-broken one) found its way to Jake’s crotch. When it got there, Danny found that Jake’s cock was rock hard and throbbing against his trousers. Still maintaining the passionate kiss and lustful eye contact, Jake winked when Danny felt his cock. Danny shuddered. He loved it when Jake winked at him, and now he knew that when Jake questioned him earlier, he must have known exactly what he was talking about. Jake knew that Danny was talking about the winking, he just wanted to hear Danny say it. Danny gently broke the kiss, rubbing his nose against Jake’s.

“Fucking tease” Danny whispered.

“Hmhmmmm” Jake giggled sexily, looking down at Danny’s crotch to examine the bulging tent in his trousers.

Danny placed his right hand firmly on Jake’s hard chest. Jake’s eyes looked back up sharply to Danny’s hungry brown orbs. He pushed Jake down, his head now resting on the arm of the sofa.

“What are you gonna do now?” purred Jake’s deep sexy voice.

Danny didn’t answer. Instead he lowered himself down and pecked Jake lightly on the lips, then his neck. He placed his hand under Jake’s t-shirt, feeling his tight abs. He pushed his hand upwards towards his mid-torso and up towards his hard, smooth chest, unveiling the gorgeous sculpted body as the t-shirt was pushed upward. Jake reached down and grabbed the bottom of his top, wrenching it up over his head leaving him led topless on the sofa. Danny wasted no time getting to work on the stunning piece of art which lay before him, immediately circling Jake’s hardening nipples with his wet tongue.

“Oh yeah!” Jake moaned enjoying the feeling.

“You like that baby?” Danny asked quickly.

“Yeeeaaaaaahhh!” came the reply.

“How about this?” Danny asked before biting down gently on Jake’s left nipple causing Jake’s body to jump and shudder.

“Ah!” he flinched, “oh god, do that again!”.

Danny complied, nibbling gently once more on his left love lump. Jake felt waves of ecstasy flow through him as the sharp pain faded into pure bliss. Danny flicked his tongue over the nipple one last time before kissing it, then, slowly, kissing his way down Jake’s hot, beating chest down to the top of his perfect abs. Each kiss was laced with love and lust as he made his way flirtatiously down to his navel, which he kissed before diving into it with his tongue. This made Jake squirm. His cock was now so hard, he thought his trousers were going to rip under the immense force.

“And you said I was a tease” Jake managed to say through his heavy breath.

Suddenly, the atmosphere changed, reality returning unexpectedly and uninvited. They both froze, looking each other coldly in the eyes, panic written on their faces!

“Oh…my…god!” came a voice. “What the hell is going on in here?”.

The level of raw shock was so high that neither Danny nor Jake could move, never mind manage an answer. After a few more seconds of frozen silence, Danny, still straddling Jake’s legs with his head just above his crotch, managed to hesitantly turn his head to look at the figure which stood in the doorway behind him. It was Danny’s dad. Danny just stared fearfully at his dad, waiting to see how he would react to what he’d walked in on. He gazed into his dad’s hate-filled green eyes as they drifted to the TV, and the gay kissing scene which dominated the screen.

“Danny…?” Jake said in a low, questioning voice. There was no reply so he tried again. “Danny who is it?”

“It’s umm…it’s my dad” Danny responded awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

“Oh fuck!” Jake blurted out .

“Oh fuck indeed!” Danny’s dad bellowed, anger, hurt and confusion laced in his response.

Danny shakily began to move himself up off of Jake’s legs, releasing his no longer secret lover from underneath him. Jake pulled his legs up towards his torso and then swung them round onto the floor, reaching for his t-shirt as he stood up. Danny also stood up and moved backwards to stand at his lover’s side for moral support. Jake put his t-shirt on and the boys just stood there looking awkwardly at Danny’s father.

“Daniel…” his father said in that voice which only an angry father can produce, “what the fuck are you boy’s doing in my living room?!”

His voice wasn’t at all loud or harsh or loud. It was simple, lacking any emotion. Danny looked at Jake, unable to speak and Jake saw the emotion, he saw the pressure building within Danny’s eyes. He grabbed Danny’s hand for reassurance. It was shaking and sweaty.

“Well…” Danny explained hesitantly, “me and Jake…umm…well…see, the thing is…”.

“SPIT IT OUT BOY!” His dad yelled, pure rage now in his voice and body language.

Danny’s hand tightened around Jake’s and his whole body started to shake. Tears welled up in his emotional pressure filled brown eyes and he felt pure fear, not for the first time in his recent life.

“It’s ok Danny.” Jake stated bravely.

“NO!” screamed Daniel’s dad, “NO IT ISN’T FUCKING OK! Who do you think you are anyway Jake?! You come here to my house, uninvited, then when I get back I find you watching a gay movie and making out with my son. AND YOU THINK THAT’S OK?!!!”

Jake felt angry, he didn’t like being pushed and intimidated like this, causing him to courageously fight back. “YES! As a matter of fact I do think that’s ok, if he was with a girl you wouldn’t react so ridiculously! Just because you can’t handle the fact that your son is gay, doesn’t make that his fault, or mine! It’s your problem, NOT OURS!”

Danny looked at Jake, amazed at what he had just said to the much stronger, bigger, more powerful man before them. His jaw actually dropped slightly. He stared at Jake. He was now more in love with him than ever! He felt slightly less scared but the feeling of security was short lived!

“How dare you!” remarked the older man who yelled punishingly loudly. “How FUCKING DARE YOU! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!”

“Never!” Jake yelled, standing his ground, “I would never leave Danny alone with someone in your state … ever! You’re crazy!”

“I said…get out!” he this time in a regular, fairly calm voice and he pointed at the door.

Jake turned to face Danny.

“Come on Daniel” Jake said, “I want you to come home with me, I’m not leaving you here with him!”

Danny hesitated, unsure of what he should do. He knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to go with Jake of course, but he knew that if he did, he would risk losing everything he had, apart from Jake of course, but if he left, he knew he would never be allowed back into that house ever again, and that scared him! He was angry and hurt by his dad’s reaction, but he was still his dad, and Danny didn’t want to lose him, or his mother.

“…Danny?” Jake questioned breaking the thought process.

“I don’t know Jake” Danny responded blandly.

“What don’t you know Daniel?!” Jake responded aggressively, “Are you telling me that you want to stay here with him?!”

“FUCK OFF YOU LITTLE BRAT!” yelled Daniel’s father very angrily, “WHO ARE YOU CALLING HIM!? I’M HIS DAD! HE’LL DO AS I SAY! DANNY GO UPSTAIRS NOW!”

“NO DAD!” Daniel finally responded triumphantly. “NO! I’m not a kid anymore! You don’t control me. I can make my own decisions!”.

With that, Danny squeezed Jake’s hand and said, “Come on babe let’s get out of here”.

Jake smiled and looked into Danny’s eyes, relieved at what he just said, but it was wiped straight off again!

SMACK!

Jake hit the floor!

“OH MY GOD!” Danny screeched! “WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE!”

He charged at his dad, anger getting the better of him!

“I HATE YOU!” he bellowed at the top of his voice!

He tried to hit his father but the older man was too strong for him, pushing his back causing him to fly backwards across the room!

“Aahhhhhhh!!!” he yelped as he landed on his broken arm. “FUCK! Aaaahhhaaaaahhh!” he was in complete agony, pain took over his whole body. He cried and screamed repeatedly but nobody could help him!

His father approached him. He had been pushed over the limit, Daniel’s father was beyond the point of no return! He wasn’t himself, fury had taken all control away from him, mind and soul!

He got to where Danny was led, rolling in agony on the hard floor, he proceeded to beat his son, kicking him with massive strength. Danny continued to scream, yell and cry out for help! None came, he was on his own. Jake was unconscious on the ground at the other end of the room. His own dad was so angry at him that he was able to physically attack him! Not for the first time that week, Daniel feared for his young life.

He continued to take relentless blows to his weakened body. Time ticked by and the pain only worsened. He cried out but the beating continued. Again and again the hard force of the steel toe capped boots struck him. It was only when the older man began to tire that Danny managed to find the strength to reach out and grab onto his dad’s strong, muscled leg as he kicked. He pulled with all his remaining strength, causing his dad trip and fall violently onto his back. While he was down, Daniel seized his opportunity to get out of there! He stumbled as quickly as he could manage to the doorway and out into the hallway. He heard his dad calling after him, now even more furious than before. He clambered clumsily up the wooden stairway, reaching the top just as his dad reached the bottom. The older man was much quicker and had much more strength. Danny knew he had to shift! He reached his room as his dad got to the top of the stairs, slamming the thick wooden door so hard that it shook, he felt a small amount of relief but the fear remained.

He whimpered as his father’s strong hand smashed against the wooden door! The full force of his dad’s mighty strength sent shock waves through the entire building. The door shot open sending Danny flying backwards through the air once more. He landed on his ass at the other end of his bedroom by the window!

***
Boom! The horrifying and unmistakeable sound of the wooden door being ripped violently from its hinges. Daniel pulled his knees in as close to his chest as he could and huddled himself tightly into a compact corner of his room. He braced himself for what he knew was about to happen to him.
Smack!

Darkness…
…Silence…
…Stillness in time…

***

Morning. Daniel woke up suddenly to the sound of shouting downstairs. His eyes shot open like a greyhound out of the start gate at the beginning of an intense race. He found himself on the floor of his room. His back was against the hard, cold wall and his legs were folded around the 90 degree angle of the corner of the room. His right arm ached where he had been led on it. He tried to move his numb, tingling right arm out from underneath his stomach but it wouldn’t move. No matter how hard he struggled to pull his arm out from underneath him, it wouldn’t budge. Slowly the numbness started to die and it was replaced with unbearable and intense pain. That’s when Daniel realised, he was lying in a shallow pool of his own blood, and his heart started racing as he realised all of a sudden, the indescribable agony he was in. He remembered what had happened the night before.

***

The pain was unbearable. He now had two broken arms and was bleeding heavily. The shouting continued downstairs and he wondered who it was and what was going on. He wondered if his dad was still there. Was it him doing the shouting? He was scared but mainly he worried about Jake! Was he alright? He had to find out! However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move.

“JAKE?!” he yelled.

There was no reply.

“JAKE ARE YOU THERE?! Is anybody there?” he cried.

“WHO’S THERE?!” came a strange female voice.

Danny paused, unsure what was happening.

“What?” Danny asked confused.

The woman entered Danny’s bedroom. She was a nurse.

“Okay we have another one up here!” she yelled, “Another male, teen, in a very bad way! Let’s get some guys up here as well!”

“What’s going on?” Danny asked confused, “Another one? Oh my god please tell me that Jake’s alright!”

“Let’s worry about you for now, the other boy is in a bad way but he should be alright, I’m more concerned for you right now, you’re bleeding heavily.” The nurse answered truthfully.

“Yes I know but…”

“No buts!” She interrupted, “We have to stop this bleeding now! Can you tell me your name?”

“Yes, it’s Daniel, what happened to my dad?”

“Well, Daniel, everything is going be fine, your dad is fine, he has told us what happened and he is giving a statement to the police. We’re going to have to move you down to the ambulance and get you into hospital. Can you just confirm that you understand that for me?”

“Yes, but I really need to see Jake, please tell me that he isn’t hurt!”

“Like I said, he should be alright. We’re going to take him to hospital too as a precaution and get him checked over but we need to sort you out first.”

Two other men entered the room, they were male nurses and they were carrying a stretcher. The strong men placed the stretcher on the floor next to where Danny was laying.

“Alright Daniel, we’re going to move you onto the stretcher now. Can you move at all under your own power?” asked one of the male nurses in a gentle caring tone.

“I can’t move my arms, the right one was already broken,” he answered, “but I can move my legs I think”.

“Alright well we’ll do our best to keep the pain to a minimum but it will probably hurt a little bit because we will need to move your arms”.

The two men gently manoeuvred Danny onto the stretcher and although he did feel some pain, it was nothing compared to what he’d felt the night before. The nurses wasted no time in getting him out of the house and into the ambulance.

On the way to the hospital, they got the bleeding under control and made sure that Danny was as comfortable as possible. They talked to him about what was going on. They told him that the reason that they only got to him after he woke up was because they had only just got there themselves and were caught up with Jake. The nurses also told him that Jake was already there at the hospital and was fine apart from a headache and a small cut and a bruise on his face. Danny was relieved to hear that Jake was ok and at last felt some reassurance that things, for now, were under control.

***

Danny lay unconscious on the hospital bed after a long and difficult operation. Jake sat quietly by his side, simply watching him sleep. He had been out for almost twelve hours now and he was due to wake soon. They had discovered in the ambulance on the way to the hospital that Danny had indeed broken both of his arms and the left arm, which was the one he’d broken when diving out of the way of the truck, needed a metal plate in it. However, in the end, this turned out not to be the biggest worry. All of that kicking had left Danny with a punctured lung. That’s where all of the bleeding must have come from. It had been caused by a broken rib which had actually completely snapped under the sheer force of the beating. This was the main reason why they needed to operate fast, and why the operation was so difficult and risky. There was a chance that if the operation was unsuccessful, Danny may even have lost his life! It was also the main reason why Danny would never want to see or hear from his father ever again! Thankfully, the operation had gone very well and now they were just waiting for Danny to wake up after the heavy anaesthetic drugs had worn off. He was likely to still be in a lot of pain and Jake was worried about what was going to happen once he woke up. However, whatever happened, he wanted to be there when it did.

Jake was exhausted, he needed nothing more than a good night’s sleep. His whole life was a mess recently. The madness that had gone on had left him feeling deflated and worn out. He was beginning to wonder how much longer he could stay awake. His head was still hurting from the nasty blow he had received the night before. Still, he cared so much about Danny that no matter how he felt, he was going to stay up so he could be there for Danny when he woke up. Jake was sure that Danny was going to be in a lot of pain and that he would need someone there to comfort him and offer him moral support. To Jake, this was far more important than how tired he felt or how much his head hurt. He loved Danny and felt that he would do anything for him.

Another half hour or so passed and still, there was no sign of Danny waking up. Jake was now getting increasingly disturbed by the lack of movement. He stood up from the comfortable, worn brown leather chair and walked nervously over to the window which sat at the other end of the dull, uninteresting, plain white hospital room. Leaning on the window ledge with both hands, he looked down at the people below. The people were simply living their lives, just doing what they had to do to get by. The hospital was close to the town centre. This meant that the people below were not all there on hospital related business, they were just normal everyday people doing normal everyday things. Jake saw many different things going on. Everyone down on that street had something different going on. There were mothers with their young children carrying bags of shopping, teenagers just hanging around chatting to each other and messing around having fun, old ladies popping to the bank or the post office to collect their pensions. The thing they all had in common was that they were all just getting on with their `normal` lives. Gazing down thoughtfully, Jake contemplated recent events in his own life. He considered how `un-normal` his and Danny’s lives had been recently. He wondered if life would ever be `normal` for them. But then he thought to himself, what is `normal`? Is there any such thing? Everybody’s different right? So how can `normal` even exist?

Jake turned his head away from the window to glance back at Danny. Even though he was unconscious and in a very bad way, he still looked cute. His chiselled facial features were highlighted by the overhead lighting. He really was one seriously gorgeous boy! Jake so badly wanted to tell him how much he loved him and how badly he needed him. He walked back over to the small bed and knelt by his lover’s side resting his folded arms on the side of the bed. He placed his head on his own arms and looked up at Danny’s bright young face. He watched his dry lips as they got ever so slightly wider and then narrower again as Danny heavily drew in air and then exhaled it all out again. He hadn’t seen Danny awake since the incident the night before with his dad. He was so desperate to speak to him, or even just look into his beautiful eyes. It seemed like such a long time since he had seen those big brown eyes and he was desperate, almost to the point where he wanted to grab Danny and shake him until he woke. But he knew he couldn’t. All he could do was wait. Jake hated it!

“Is he still out?” said one of the nurses to Jake as she stood in the doorway of the small white room watching him, the light pouring in from the well lit corridor.

“Yeah” Jake sighed, “is that normal?”

“That he is still asleep you mean?” she questioned.

“Yeah” Jake nodded in agreement.

“Well it depends on the patient, some wake up really early, some later. It’s just one of those things but listen, don’t worry! He’ll wake up in his own time and everything will be just fine, you’ll see”.

“I hope so” he answered glumly.

Jake felt comforted by what she had said and he smiled at the kind lady before she returned the friendly smile and returned to her job, leaving the doorway and heading back into the bright corridor. Then, remarkably, Jake noticed the first sign of Danny’s return to reality. Jake felt elated and excited when he saw Danny’s hand twitch, lifting up off of the white sheet and then returning to its original position. Jake leapt up onto his feet before placing his hand gently on top of Danny’s. Danny’s hand twitched again at his touch.

“Danny?” Jake whispered softly, curious to see if he would get a response.

Danny’s hand moved again, but this time it slowly rotated, flipping over, placing it on top of Jake’s hand. This told Jake that Danny was conscious again, but his eyes remained closed. Jake wondered why he didn’t open them, he was slightly concerned that he was clearly conscious and yet unable to talk or open his eyes. His concern grew with every passing second and his heart beat began to rise. Jake nervously watched his lover and best friend’s face with heavy concentration as Danny’s mouth slowly opened again.

“Jake” was what softly emerged from his dry weak lips.

The tone was gentle and quiet and it was hardly a ground breaking statement, but it was enough!

“Danny! Oh Danny, I’m so happy your awake.” Jake said elated as he massaged his lover’s hand with his own before alerting the nurses by pressing the `attention` button on the panel beside the bed.

The kind nurse from earlier immediately re-appeared in the doorway and entered the room with haste.

“What can I do?” she asked quickly.

“He’s awake.” Jake responded, joy in his voice.

“Alright, I will inform the doctor right away. I told you everything would be fine” she said with a smile.

“Thank you so much for your help” Jake said gratefully.

“Aww that’s ok, it’s all part of the job” the friendly nurse replied.

Then, at last, it happened. The moment which Jake had been waiting for all day! Danny’s eye’s slowly widened revealing the bright, beauty of those bewildering brown orbs. Jake’s smile said it all, he was the happiest he had ever been, just to see those beautiful eyes again. That one simple, wonderful sight made him feel like the happiest man on earth. Danny was in pain, but even so, seeing the huge smile on Jake’s face after his eyes had adjusted to the light, put a grin on his own face. Danny’s lips opened again but this time he managed to say something more substantial;

“I love you Jake”.

There was a short pause.

“I love you Danny”.

The emotion in Jake’s voice told Danny that he really meant what he said. A single tear drop fell from the corner of Jake’s deep blue eye, like a drop of water from a deep blue ocean. It rolled down his smooth cheek as he leant over and very gently placed his head on Danny’s left shoulder. Danny too was moved to tears and he turned his head to softly kiss the man he loved on his neck. It was a moment which they would both cherish for the rest of their lives. There was magic in the air and no amount of tiredness, pain or suffering could have ruined the moment!

***

A few days later, Danny was sat up in the hospital bed speaking with the nurse about the pain killers he was taking. The nurse told him that his progress was astounding and that she thought he was ready to reduce the dosage which he needed to take. At that moment, Jake came bursting into the room with the biggest smile stretching across his gorgeous face.

“What are you so happy about?” Danny questioned, grinning foolishly at his lover.

“I have some good news” Jake replied vibrantly.

“Oh yes?” Danny responded intrigued as the nurse left the room.

“Yeah baby!” he had such a cute grin.

There was a slight pause as they both smiled stupidly at each other.

“Well? … Go on then!” Danny chuckled.

“Well I have just been speaking to your doctor, you know the guy who is in charge of all the patients in this part of the hospital?”

“Yeah I know of him why?” Danny answered eager to hear the good news.

“Well he was telling me how amazed he is at how quickly you’re recovering from the operation. He said he’s never seen anything like it! He…”

“Jake!” Danny interrupted with a bit of a giggle, “What are you trying to tell me?”

“You’re allowed to go home baby!”

Danny smiled broadly back at Jake, overjoyed with the news, but then, the smile disappeared as he gloomily asked; “where is home?”

Danny hadn’t heard from his dad since the night he and Jake had been caught making out in front of a movie. That suited Danny just fine, as far as he was concerned, it was fine if he never heard from that horrible, evil animal ever again! He hated that man, no matter how hard he tried, he knew that he could never forgive him for what he had done! His own father meant nothing to him anymore! If he could do something like this to him, then he didn’t even deserve to be thought about! However, now that he had lost contact with his dad, he had also lost his home, along with the rest of his family. His father had always very much been the head of the family and what he wanted everyone to do was what everyone would do! It was strict, hard at times but everyone always went along with it because of the power which he had over them. They were scared of him. Of course in front of other people, he didn’t act like that at all. Jake for example, in all the years he had known him, would never have thought of him as that kind of man. Danny had tried to tell Jake that his father wouldn’t understand the fact that he was gay, but because Jake didn’t know what kind of man he really was, Jake didn’t understand what Danny was talking about. That’s why they had fallen out with each other after their experience at the abandoned farm. That’s why Danny had run away from Jake, and that’s why he had broken his arm diving out of the way of the truck! Basically, in one way or another, all of the recent bad events were his dad’s fault! Danny knew that his father would probably not want any member of the family to be involved with him after what happened. This made him sad, but it was just something which he was going to have to get used to. Then, the element of sadness faded and was replaced with joy and warmth as Jake spoke;

“Don’t be stupid Danny, you know that I didn’t mean that! I would never expect you to go back there after what that monster did to you! If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t even be here right now! You are moving in with me at my parent’s house.”

“What? Really?” Danny asked a little taken back by the statement. “Are you sure? I don’t want to be a pain. I mean, what do your parents think? I bet they…”

“Danny relax! I’ve already spoken with them about it and there is plenty of space. You are practically part of the family anyway! Everything is sorted. They know about us and they’re fine with everything. It’s totally fine! I’ve even arranged for us to get your stuff from your dad’s house. It’s gonna be alright I promise! Maybe one day soon, we can even get our own place!” he smiled, and kissed Danny passionately on the lips.

“Oh my god, this is a surprise! I hadn’t even thought about this yet. Thank you Jake, I really mean it! You have been so kind and thoughtful. I don’t know what I would have done without you. I’m gonna have to do something pretty special to make it up to you!” he laughed.

“Danny really, it’s fine! I will always be here for you and you know it!”

“So when can we go?” Danny asked a little startled at how sudden this had been.

“As soon as you’re ready baby!”.

“Wow,” Danny remarked, “I can’t believe it, I love you so much Jake!”.

“I love you too baby” Jake winked.

That wink was becoming something of a trademark of his. It always sent a shiver up Danny’s spine. He just couldn’t get enough of it and Jake knew it!

“Fuck I wanna kiss you!” Danny stated in a seductive tone.

“Just a kiss?” Jake asked sarcastically, “Is that all I get for all that you’ve put me through?”

“You’re such a big fool!” Danny giggled, “We’ll have to wait and see what we get up to when we get home. Maybe I can thank you in some other way!”

This time, it was Danny’s turn to wink at Jake and Jake found that it made him just as crazy as it made Danny when he did it. They smiled at each other and lost themselves in the depths of each other’s eyes like they always did.

“I guess something good did come out of all this shit after all” Danny suggested.

“Yeah?” Jake asked, “What’s that?”

“We get to live together…”

“Yep”

“And sleep together…”

“Yep”

“In the same bed, every night!” Danny hinted suggestively.

Jake responded with another loving kiss and said with a laugh; “I guess this officially makes us boyfriends!”. Danny laughed back before Jake continued; “come on boyfriend, let’s go home!”

THE END.

*****

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As my 19th birthday was approaching, I started to really hear it from a couple of my friends. “I can’t believe you are almost 19 and you still haven’t done it.” Julie would taunt. “You don’t know what you’re missing, there’s nothing like riding the high hard one to relieve all of this stress during finals.” Someone else would chime in.

I wasn’t completely naive about sex. I had several serious relationships with guys and had done nearly everything except let them fuck me. It’s not like I hadn’t wanted to have sex, it was just that I wanted it to be with the right guy at the right time. Call me a romantic, but the back seat of a car or the couch in my parents basement, with them right upstairs and my brother, lord only knows where, lurking about, never really made me feel comfortable with going all the way. My roommate in college had offered to spend the night somewhere else so that I could do the deed in our room without worry, but I just hadn’t met the guy I wanted to do it with at school. Not that there weren’t plenty of guys willing to take my cherry!

I had even had tried a little girl on girl experimentation with one of my friends when my roommate had needed our room for one of her many sexual encounters. Kori, my roommate, was somewhat less particular with the guys than I was. On a couple of occasions she had even had sex while I was in the room. I would pretend to be asleep and would open my eyes just enough to watch her performing all kinds of acts with her partners. Sometimes she would even leave her desk light on so that I would have a clear view of some of the large cocks that she would take in her mouth and clean shaven pussy. I swear that she was hoping I was watching because there were times when she would make sure that her pussy was aimed in my direction while her lover either licked her in a 69 position or give me a clear view of her guiding her lovers cock into her wet pussy.

The night that I spent at my friend Joanne’s room was a bit of serendipity. She and I had been out to a local club, using our fake ID’s, and letting guys buy us drinks all night long. We had ended up doing a couple of body shots off of each others stomachs, after receiving a dare from a couple of guys. I was shocked at how marvelous it felt having Joanne suck the liquor out my belly button and lick the remaining liquid from my entire stomach and up near my chest. She had “accidentally” placed a hand on my left breast and I instantly felt my nipple harden and the warm tingly sensation between my legs told me that this excited me.

We had rejected all of the guys’ proposals to take us home when we had finally decided to leave the club. We had danced with a few of them and shared a couple of dances together. Somehow our dancing together seemed to be more erotic to me then the dances with the guys. We had been bumping and grinding with each other and the sensation of Joanne’s hot, sweaty, body against mine was very sensual.

When we finally arrived back at Joanne’s dorm room, we were both a bit tipsy. She had a room of her own since her roommate had left school after the first semester. We had laughed and joked all the way home about the horny guys we had left behind. It was then that Joanne revealed to me how she was glad we had left the guys behind, because she was really attracted to me and that she had always found me sexy. I was a bit taken aback by her forward statements, but somehow I found myself leaning toward her and sharing a very intimate kiss. I didn’t try to pull away as she pushed her tongue into my mouth and felt her hand reach under my tank-top to gently caress my breast. I felt myself getting really turned on and spread my legs slightly as Joanne lowered her hand to my thigh and began to slide her hand up under my short skirt and close to my now tingling pussy. Her hand pushed the small, damp, patch of fabric that covered my steamy cunt aside and she gently slid her finger up and down my moist slit. She began to tenderly caress my clit. I was putty in her hands. Our kissing became more passionate, Joanne alternated licking my neck, tugging on my lips and plunging her tongue deep into my mouth. I greedily sucked her tongue into my mouth and squirmed as she continued to caress me. I was getting really hot!

It wasn’t long before Joanne had undressed me and was now removing her own clothes. I couldn’t help but let my finger dip into my own pussy as I admired the fine curves of her body, her small pert breasts, topped with the strawberry pink nipples appropriate for her fair skin. Her pale and freckled skin was a sharp contrast to my dark complexion and raven hair. I lustily admired her clean shaved pussy and wished that I had not left the little 1” landing strip of jet black hair leading to my womanhood. Joanne reached for my hand. She pulled my finger to her mouth and began to suck my juices from my finger. Then she led me to her bed.

She gently pushed me back on the bed and whispered.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, Kimmie. Let me show you how good I can make you feel.”

I was beyond the point of no return. I lay back and began to experience the most beautiful and gentle lovemaking of my life! This was not like the rough groping of the boys I had been with. This was a person who seemed to genuinely care about how good I felt and was set on letting me experiencing my femininity and sexuality.

My body began to quake and tremble as I reached orgasm after orgasm. Joanne’s expert tongue and gentle strokes in and around my pussy pushed me over the edge so many times I had lost count! My first multi-orgasmic experience happened with another woman! Wow, I never would have thought it possible.

When I could take no more, I pushed Joanne’s head from between my legs. She held me close as my body continued to gently convulse. When I was finally able to recuperate I began to explore her body. I rolled over on top of her and gently began to suckle one and then the other of her pink nipples. I experienced the sensation of fondling breasts, other than my own. Her small, pear shaped, breasts were luscious! When Joanne began to push my head downward, I knew what she wanted. I had never seen another girl’s pussy close up, nor had I licked one, but at this point I was more than willing. I wanted to reciprocate! I wanted to see if I could cause Joanne to orgasm the way she had made me! I truly wanted to have her pussy in my mouth while my tongue and fingers dipped inside of her. I gently kissed my way down her stomach, kissing and sucking the puffy, shaved, flesh around her cunt. I got the first whiff of her musky scent and then used my tongue to run completely up and down her soaked slit. I pushed my tongue into her wet hole and then began to suck on her blood engorged clitoris. Her skin was so soft, the gentle folds of her feminine flower, being a wonderful experience. Her nectar was delicious and I soon found myself working my tongue from her tiny puckered pink anus to her delicious pussy and clit. I was lost in devouring her sweet cunt and ass! Her hips began to buck and I felt her pubic bone bruise my lip. This did not deter me; it was my turn to push Joanne over the edge time and time again! My fingers probed her pussy as I continued to lick her sweet clit. I even dared to gently push my little finger gently inside the first inch of her anus, thinking about how I enjoyed this when I masturbated. She also seemed to enjoy this and pushed her bottom down, taking all of my finger inside her tiny butt hole. I wriggled my pinkie about as I felt her ass cheeks clench. I was now working my index finger inside her pussy, tickling her g-spot, as my pinkie slipped easily in and out of her anus.

“Oh God yes!” Joanne moaned as I felt her climax.

The inner canal of her vagina tightened around my finger and the juices flowed from her delectable pussy! I eagerly lapped at her cunt and swallowed all of the delicious cunt juices that I could. Her orgasms continued, she collapsed, pulled away from me, and assumed a fetal position. I cuddled up behind her, pushing my breasts against her back. I reached around and held one of her breasts as her trembling subsided. Her breathing became deep and I knew she had drifted off into blissful sleep. I would soon join her, but not until I had greedily sniffed and licked her juices from all of my fingers. I relished the scent of her anus that covered my little finger. I fell asleep with my new lover in my arms!

2

“Happy 19, baby sis!” My brother John saluted as we downed yet another shot.

“Thanks bro, but this has to be the last one! I don’t think I will be able to walk after this! Besides, my birthday was over 2 weeks ago.” I retorted, after finishing off lord only knows how many in a long line of Stoli lemon drops.

“Well, it isn’t my fault that you couldn’t make it home for your birthday dinner until now. Are you sure you’re ready to leave? I was just getting warmed up!” My brother boasted.

My brother John was only 18 months older than me, not yet 21, but he also had a fake ID. Besides, this club was notorious for serving minors. It had been a nice birthday gift from my brother; he was a construction worker, choosing not to go to college, but to start earning money right out of high school. Apparently, he had already received several promotions and was in charge of his own crew. He had bought a new home and was making great money. He had taken me to one of the nicer restaurants in town and then out for all of these shots! So after a bottle of Dom Paragon with dinner and the lemon drops, I was feeling no pain.

As we walked, arms around shoulders, together to John’s new ¾ ton pick-up, I couldn’t help but feel how muscular he had become from his work. He had always been in good shape and I had admired his muscles as a young girl, but now he was a truly buff guy! I could feel my nipple harden as my breast pressed against the strong muscles of his side. What was going on with me? Sure I knew this was my brother, but I felt myself beginning to tingle again at the sensations his hard body was creating. Just by us walking with our arms around each other. I pushed my tit harder against his side and felt even more moisture building between my legs. “I can’t babaeski escort be having these feelings about my brother”, I told myself. But I was!

“Hey Johnny boy,” I half slurred, “How bout letting me crash at your place tonight so that I don’t have to face the parents like this?” I tested.

“That’s not a problem, sis. Besides, I don’t want them yelling at me for getting you so fucked up! It would probably be safer for both of us if they didn’t see you so wasted!” John chuckled.

John released me and reached up to open the door of his truck for me. As I stepped on the running board, I made sure I fell into the seat and gave my brother a clear view of my ass. I had worn a rather short skirt and one of my favorite lace thongs, so I knew there was just a thin piece of fabric that was now up the crack of my ass. I acted as if I were trying to raise myself up, giving my brother an even clearer view of my butt and freshly shaved pussy.

John gasped, “Wow, little sister, you are a bit messed up.” I could feel my brother’s eyes taking in my compromising position. I was really getting worked up.

“Well, don’t just stand there staring at my ass.” I giggled. “Will you give a girl a hand here?

As John moved in to assist me, I crossed my legs around him and pulled him into me. This also caused me to slide forward into him and I felt his hard package press against my butt.

“Damn it Kimmie, I can’t help you if you have a leg lock on me!” My brother spoke.

“Sorry bro just couldn’t resist teasing you a little!” I pretended to slur again.

“Well, it’s a good thing you’re my sister because if I was any other dude I would have made sure to get me some of that nice butt when you fell into my truck.” My brother chided.

I just giggled a little more and retorted, “Well, that never used to bother you when we were younger and you used to slip your hands into my nightgown, when you thought I was sleeping.”

“What?” John acted surprised.

“Come on now, Johnny boy.” I went on. “You remember those hot summer nights when we used to sleep out on the 3 seasons porch.” I knew he remembered! But, I wasn’t sure if he knew I had pretending to sleep and let him touch my most private parts.

“You remember,” I reminded him, “How you used to wait until you thought I was asleep and then feel my little tits through my nightgown, then you would reach inside my little panties and run your finger over my wet little slit?

“Oh my god.” John uttered. “You were awake when I did that? I have felt guilty for so long about how I would do those things to you!” John confessed.

I thought my big brother was going to cry. I now set upright and pulled his head to my chest. My legs still spread with my brother’s waist between them.

“John, it’s really ok.” I assured him. “Don’t you think I would have stopped you if I hadn’t enjoyed it myself? I loved the fact that you found me attractive and wanted to touch my body. You are the one who really first made me feel like I was becoming a woman. It’s ok! I was really kind of disappointed when you stopped after that second summer.”

John seemed taken aback. “You liked my molesting you when I thought you were sleeping?” He inquired.

“Yes I did, I loved it bro. In fact, I wish you had never stopped. You gave me such wonderful feelings! I answered. “And right now I am really hoping that you might want to touch me again.” I whispered into his ear.

I had John’s head held firmly against my now fully developed breasts. I reached down, held his hand in mine for a moment, and then guided his strong callused palm under my blouse.

At first he attempted to withdraw, I pleaded. “John, I’m still a virgin and I want you to be my first lover. You were always gentle with me and I have never felt such wonderful feelings with any other man.”

His hand then began to cup one breast and then the other. I pulled him tighter to me with my legs and began to dry hump his crotch. I could feel his cock, hard inside his pants, pressing into the moist fabric that barely covered my pussy. I released my grip from his head and said, “See brother, I know a part of you that doesn’t have any regrets or guilt feelings now! Let’s go to your house.

I pressed my pussy harder against him, and then released my legs from around him. “Besides I think we are beginning to draw a crowd here and I don’t want anyone we know to see us getting it on in the parking lot!”

John’s strong hands left my breasts and his eyes lowered to his bulging crotch and my damp panties. I could feel the sticky, wet material pressed into my pussy slit and knew my brother had a perfect view of my puffy cunt.

I first slid one leg around in the truck and then the other, making sure to give my brother an even better beaver shot. Damn, I was soaked!

As my brother opened his door and hopped into the truck, he questioned, “Kimmie, are you sure this isn’t just the alcohol talking? Do you know what you are saying? I’m not sure that it would be right for us to do what you’re suggesting! I believe it’s even against the law!”

I raised my finger to my lips and whispered, “Shhhh, It’s not the booze that’s talking, brother. It’s me. I’ve thought about this long and hard and I want you to make love to me. I’ve got some naughty stories to tell you. I’m not as pure and innocent as you might be thinking, but that will have to wait. Now take us to your place.” I reached over and began to unzip his fly. I reached into his pants to maneuver his hard penis out of its confines.

My brother started the truck and pulled from the parking space, letting out a soft moan of pleasure. I took the throbbing head of his cock into my mouth and sucked the droplets of clear liquid from its tip.

3

It was only a few short blocks to my brother’s house. I had just begun to take the full length of his cock into my throat when John blurted, “You’ve gotta stop now Kimmie or I’m going to blow my load right now!” The truck had come to a screeching halt in his garage and the door was beginning to close. I opened my eyes and marveled at the handsome saliva covered cock. I could now clearly gaze at the wonderful spectacle of manhood that I had wrapped my small hand around and had been sliding in and out of my mouth. My brother was just the right length, probably just over 7 inches and his cock was not fat, but nice and slender, like my favorite toy.

“I don’t mind if you cum in my mouth, John.” I mumbled as I returned to sucking him.

“Damn it, Kimmie,” he breathed huskily. I want you to swallow my cum, just not here, not in the truck like this.” He continued.
“Let’s go inside and do this right, if we’re really going to do this. Not like a couple of high school kids in my truck.”

He opened his door, and I released his cock from my mouth, knowing that I would be able to enjoy him more outside the confines of his truck. He slid out and I watched him unbuckle his pants and try to place his rigid member back inside his pants. My brother wasn’t wearing any underwear and I had a clear shot of his muscular butt as he attempted to place his beautiful cock back into his jeans. He must have somehow managed to get it in and tugged to get his pants back over his firm buttocks. John walked to my side of the truck and opened my door.

When John held his hand out to help me down, I spread my legs wide and questioned, “Wanna see if my little pussy still looks the same?” I pulled my thong aside and gave my brother a wide open shot of my wet cunt. “You’ve made your little sister all wet again big brother, just like the old days.” I lowered my finger to my slit and ran my finger through my slit. I let a finger delve into the folds and into my moist cunt hole. Removing my finger I brought it to my mouth, sucking the fluids from it, I stated, “My juices taste good mixed with yours. Take me inside.”

“Damn, Kimmie, your pussy is even more beautiful than I remember. It looks even more like a little girls with all of the hair shaved off. You are so fucking hot!

John and I knew there was no turning back now. Any inhibitions he had now seemed to have faded away. He lifted me from the seat with his powerful arms and carried me into the house and up the flight of stairs where he placed me on his king sized bed. I slid off and onto my knees, once again unbuckling his pants. I pulled his pants down to his ankles and again took in the sight of his gorgeous cock. John had clearly shaved the hair off of his balls and from along the shaft of his cock, but he still had a rather thick growth of sandy brown hair above his cock and leading up to his stomach.

I wrapped one hand around his shaft and cupped his balls with my other. I began to pump his cock into my mouth once again, tasting more of the sweet elixir of his pre-cum. His strong hands reached under my armpits and he pulled me to my feet.

My loving brother began to unbutton my blouse and slid it off of me. I reached behind and unclasped my white lace bra that matched my panties, and crossing my arms, slowly removed it revealing my now full breasts.

“There a bit bigger than the little boobies you used to touch on the porch, aren’t they big brother?” I quizzed.

My breasts were a full c-cup and bordered on d’s, depending on the brand of bra I purchased. I reached down and cupped both of them, feeling my nipples harden. “Remember when you would softly pinch these nipples?” I further inquired. “I loved the way you used to tease them and suck them through my nighty. I always wished you would have lifted it and sucked on them without the material in the way.”

John just looked at my full breasts with lust in his eyes. I lowered my head and pushed both nipples toward my mouth, my tongue snaking out to run circles around first one nipple and then the other. “I sure as hell couldn’t do this when you used to touch them.” I quipped.

“Mmmm, they are still very sensitive. I want you to suck them again.” I commanded and I pushed my breasts toward him.

My brother stepped forward, cupping both of my breasts in his hands. He tilted his head and suckled first one nipple and then the other. bafra escort I leaned my head back and moaned as his callused hands pushed my breasts together and he was able to take both nipples into his mouth at the same time. I felt his tongue running circles around my areolas, then using his teeth; he would gently tug on first one nipple, then the other.

I could feel my brother’s rigid cock rubbing across my stomach and skirt, as he bent over to continue his assault on my sensitive nipples. “Oh, that’s so nice John. Oh, god, yes, suck your little sisters titties.” I hissed.

I felt John release my breasts. His hands dropped to the back of my skirt as he began to pull down on the zipper. I pulled his face to mine and pressed my breasts into his almost hairless chest. I held his cheeks and began to run my tongue over his lips. Soon his tongue was dancing with mine and my skirt fell to the floor. We continued our passionate kissing as he began to run his hand over the front of my lacy thong. His fingers were sliding the thin material up and down my wet slit. I knew my panties were soaked with my juices. I lowered my arms and began to wriggle out of my thong. As they slipped off and onto the floor, I broke our kiss and stepped back. I reached over to push my brothers open shirt off of his shoulders. It fell loosely to the floor. We both stood there naked, both panting, both taking in the view of our sibling, in all of their forbidden, naked, glory.

I was in awe at how toned and muscular my brother was. He looked so rugged and strong. His biceps were massive and his chest was gorgeous. As I gazed down to his throbbing cock, I couldn’t help but notice the beautiful 6 pack that formed on his stomach. His cock glistening from the small hole on the tip, I looked down to see the dried, shinny, liquid, that had formed a smeared, crust across my stomach and pelvis.

“God I have to have you, John!” I spoke. I reached out and wrapped my hand once again around his throbbing cock. “I want you inside me, be my lover, be my first, big brother.” I huskily breathed.

“I want to be inside of you so bad little sister! But I want you to do something with me first. Your pussy is so beautiful without any hair on it. I want you to shave mine off too.”

I was so ready to have my brother take me, that at first his request didn’t register. I had fallen backwards and spread my legs on his bed, just waiting for him to enter me. Then it hit.

“Oh, I get it big brother. We’re going to do a little fantasy play, huh? You want me to shave your pubic hair so we can pretend we are just kids again when we fuck. Mmmm, sounds like some good naughty fun to me.” I hissed.

Without saying another word, I followed my brother into his bathroom. I leaned over, giving my brother a clear view of my tanned ass and puffy pussy lips, from behind. I turned on the jets to his whirlpool bath. My brother just leaned against his sink, I guess admiring his view.

“Do you have a pair of scissors or a trimmer that we can use first?” I questioned. “It will make it a lot easier to shave off the smaller hairs.”

John produced a small trimmer from one of the drawers.

“I love how you have already shaved the hair from your ball sack and from the length of your shaft.” I commented. “This is going to be fun, making you look like a little boy again.”

After trimming the hairs down to near stubble with his little razor, we both stepped into the tub. I grabbed the shaving cream, being sure to spend lots of time running my hands over his pubic area, his cock, his balls, and even back around to his firm butt and spreading the foam into the crack of his ass. I even dared to gently push a finger ever so slightly, into his puckered anus. At first he resisted, but then allowed me full access. He spread his legs further, and as I gently shaved the hair from above and around his entire pubic area, I slowly worked my finger further into his tight sphincter. I pushed my finger in and felt around for his prostate gland. John gasped and I saw his cock jump.

“Are you ok, baby?” I inquired.

“Yea, sis. I don’t know what you just did, but I just felt like I was gonna blow a load of jizz there! What did you do?”

“I guess I just hit your prostate gland, big brother. I learned about it in anatomy and one of the girls in pre-med told me that some guys really get off on it. Seems like you may be one of them!”

“Lets finish up here, you look so damn hot all hairless down here. I can’t wait to experience how nice this smooth cock feels sliding in and out of your baby sister’s hairless pussy. Only one request though big brother, like I said, you’ll be my first! Please be gentle. I think I have already broken my hymen with my toys, but just in case, take it easy on me at first!”

“Oh, no need to worry little sister. I promise I will be gentle. I want to enjoy this as much as possible. Your pussy looks so pretty, I’ll be so smooth with you, that I may never want to stop. You are definitely the hottest piece of ass I have ever been with!”
I reached for a towel and began to tenderly dry my freshly shorn brother. I ran the towel up and down his hard cock. Then over his entire chiseled form. He then reached for another towel, ran it between my legs, up my stomach and then over my large globular breasts. After he had completely dried me, he lifted me with his powerful arms, carried me from the bath and back to his bed.

He slowly lowered me, and as he laid me back, he kissed me on the lips.

“I think I’m ready for you now, little sister.” He softly spoke.

“Do just one more thing for me, before you fuck me big brother.” I requested. “I want to see you stroke your hard cock like you used to when you thought I was sleeping, and you had been touching me. I always wished I could see your cock when you were jacking off after touching me. Will you do that for your little sister now?”

I watched as my big brother began to run his large hand up and down his lean cock. He started with slow gentle strokes, and I had to reach down to play with my pussy.

“You were always so caught up in your own jacking off that you never noticed that I was fingering myself while watching you back then, huh bro? Mmmm, that looks so hot! I love watching you stroke your cock while you imagine what it would feel like sliding into your baby sister’s pussy. Watch me finger my tight cunt while you stroke your hard cock, watch me!”

John’s eyes were fixed on my cunt while I worked first one finger, then two, and finally three fingers in and out of my hole. “See how bad your baby sister wants you. I want that beautiful cock of yours as far inside of me as it can go! Ohhhhh, damn, I can’t wait to feel you fill me up and push that nice hard cock up inside of me. Oh, god, John, please fill me with your hard cock.” I begged.

My brother continued to slowly stroke his hard cock as he lowered his head to my soaked cunt. I felt his warm breath against my pussy as he began to explore my puffy cunt with his tongue.

“Mmmm, I love your bald pussy, baby sister. It’s so smooth and soft.” He worked his tongue around my outer labia and then over my blood filled clit. I put my cunt juice, covered fingers to his mouth and he began sucking on them. He released them from his mouth and then laid his head between my splayed legs. He was so slow and gentle in his touch and licking of my cunt and clit. His swirling tongue whisked around my clit, plunging into my pussy hole, and around my puckered anus. My big brother was causing me to quiver as he explored my wanton pussy!

“Ahhh, John, turn around and lay on the bed so I can taste that fantastic cock of yours while you lick me. I want your hard dick in my mouth again.” I pleaded.
John removed his head from between my legs. I looked up at his face, admiring the juices from my saturated cunt that had covered much of his mouth and chin. His lower face was covered with the wetness of his baby sister’s pussy!

I positioned myself above him in a 69 position. I lowered my pussy onto his face as I gripped his hard cock and drew it into my mouth. His tongue one again darted in and out of my wet hole as I attempted to swallow his full, smooth, clean shaven, shaft. After some adjustment, I soon was taking his entire length into my mouth. I could feel John licking up more and more of the juices flowing out of my dripping cunt, while I continued to bob my head up and down on his shaft.

“Oh, you are such a naughty little cocksucker!” John teased as he gently spanked my behind. “But, of such a fantastic cocksucker, too.” He groaned.

I felt the minor waves of orgasm beginning to take hold of me as he gently swatted my ass and puffy pussy lips. My mouth began to work faster as he cupped his hand over my entire pubic area. I reached back and inserted one of my fingers between his and slid it into my wet cunt. I held his hand in place as I fingered myself and forced his hand to slide up and down, around my cunt. Little wave after little wave began to overtake me. I was nearly at the pinnacle of my orgasm when I also felt my brothers back arch and his cock twitch in my mouth. I cupped my hand around his tightened and wrinkled ball sack. I began swallowing jet after jet of his warm liquor. His mild, salty, taste as the warm fluid slipped down my throat and I attempted to drink all I could. I pumped his shaft as my saliva and what I couldn’t consume of his cum, dripped down his shaft. He was moaning loudly. I felt the hot flash of my own creamy, orgasm overwhelm my pussy and flow throughout my entire body. I knew my juices were now dripping from my cunt and I had to roll from my brother’s tongue as he flicked the droplets from my pussy and into his mouth. I lay next to him, my body drained, still holding his wet, flaccid, cock in my slender hand. I raised my head; I gave his limp cock one last tug, and rubbed the final drops of his jizz over my face.

4

We both lay there motionless except for our labored breathing. We were panting like animals. I had just had one of the most fantastic orgasms of my life, yet I wasn’t finished with my delectable bağcılar escort brother yet.

“Holy shit, John.” I huffed. “I’ve got to catch my breath, but I hope your going to be ready for my pussy in a few. I have to feel that fantastic cock of yours inside of me, so I hope you aren’t too spent!”

“Jesusss, little sis! You are one tasty piece of pussy! Your cunt is delicious! Give me a couple of minutes, and I’m sure I can get hard for that yummy cunt of yours! This is just so wrong, it’s starting to get me hard just thinking of fucking my little sisters tight cunt. Oh, yeah. I’m definitely going to be “up” for round two!”
“I think I can help you out, big brother. Or I mean help us both out. Damn, I want to feel you fucking me! Come over here and straddle my chest”. I requested.

I had to touch my hot cunt and feel how much fluid was still easing down the crack of my ass. My brother had really made me cum, too! John slowly eased himself up and lifted one leg over me. I placed my brother’s now semi-erect cock between my breasts.

“I’m going to suck this pretty cock tip while you use that nice shaft to fuck my titties. I want you to titty fuck me big brother. I spit a large glob of saliva into my hand and began to rub it between my tits and around my brothers hardening cock. I did this again, depositing another large glob of saliva in my hand and smearing it onto us. I then began to squeeze my tits around my brother’s cock and alternated flicking my tongue across his small cock hole, then sucking the entire tip into my mouth. John was now pushing my tits together and fucking them hard.

“Damn, baby sister, I never would have imagined that your small little titties that I used to feel, would blossom into these beauties! You have the most perfect tits I have ever seen! The guys on my crew would go crazy if they ever saw these beauties! So perfect!”

“Oh, so you think the guys you work with would like to see your baby sister’s tits?” I questioned. “Do you think they would like to see my big brother’s cock slipping around between them? Tell me what the guys you work with would say if they could see your baby sister’s tits!” I questioned.

“Damn, sis, there isn’t a normal guy alive that wouldn’t pay to see these beautiful tits! You could make a fortune at the club we go to! Not that I’m suggesting you become a shaker or anything.” John retorted.

“So you really think that guys would pay to see my titties, big brother? Maybe I should be charging you!” I teased. “Hell, I used to let you feel em for free and now I love you fucking them! Tell me what the guys would do to me, big brother?” I pressed.

“Well I’m sure every one of them would love to be in my position right now! Hell if they could just see these pretty things, they would probably shoot their loads in their pants! Your tits are just fucking gorgeous!” He puffed.

The thought of strange men that my brother worked with looking at my tits started to really get me wet again. I could just imagine me stripping for them, my brother with them at the shaker bar and then thinking of how badly all of them would love to swap places with my big brother right now. I could just imagine all of them at home later stroking their cocks and thinking of my body. Damn, I was getting really horny again!

“What about my pussy, big brother? Do you think I have a pretty cunt? Would any of those guys like to see your baby sister’s pussy?” I quizzed again.

“Holy shit sis, if they saw this beautiful shaved pussy of yours, I know they would definitely cum all over themselves! Your pussy is so perfect! Nice and pink! And damn, you taste so fucking good!”

John reached behind to touch my wet cunt again. His finger slipped easily inside of me. I spread my legs for even better access.

“So do you think they would like to put there finger inside of me like you are? Would they like to finger fuck your little sister too? Do you think that all of them would like to feel my mouth around there cocks like you did and have me suck them dry? Is my pussy really all that? I teased again, as I puckered my lips around the tip of his cock.

“Shit, damn, baby sister! I don’t even want to think of what those guys would do if they saw a pussy as perfect as yours. So puffy and clean shaven! They would probably fuck each other thinking of your beautiful cunt! Jesusss cristo, you are so frigging hot and wet, Kimmie. You like thinking about a bunch of guys seeing your sexy body and wanting you so bad that they would suck each other off to be with you! Don’t you, you naughty little girl!” My brother jabbed.

“Yea, it does make me really horny, big brother. Is that naughty thinking of how all the guys you work with and go to the strip clubs with, would love to see your baby sisters tits and cunt! Yea, it is getting me wet! Can’t you tell? Or did you think it was just you, and the thought that my buff big brother is fingering me, fucking my tits and me just dying to have your hard cock inside me that is getting me so wet?” I laughed.

With that John slid off of my chest and positioned himself above me. His muscular arms planted on either side of me and his chiseled chest lurking above me. I reached down between his legs and wrapped my slender hand around his rigid shaft. I gently slid his hard cockhead up and down the wet slit of my pussy. I shivered just thinking that I was about to guide the first real cock of my life into my lusting pussy. And, that cock was the hard shaft attached to my very own brother. My juices were really flowing as I eased the tip against the opening of my cunt. I could feel my clit throbbing at the thought of the pounding it was about to receive. A good, hard, long, fuck, given to me by my dear loving brother. What would people think? What would mom and dad think if they knew what there children were about to do and had been doing for the last couple of hours. What would all of my brother’s crew think if they could see me getting fucked by their boss? I gasped as I drew the first few inches of my brother’s cock into me. John gently eased himself down a bit further, and I released my grip form his shaft. He took that as the signal to continue, and I soon felt my brothers cock slide all the way into me. He filled me up. My vaginal canal tensed to hold him in me. There was no pain, just a warm feeling that no plastic toy had ever given me. I felt my brother’s pubic bone pressing against mine. I reached behind him, holding his ass cheeks in my hands and attempted to further engulf him. I wrapped my legs around him and hooked them. I had kept my eyes open to watch his cock ease into me, and then to slowly withdraw, glistening with the warm lubrication created in my anxious pussy. I watched as my brothers cock would slowly disappear into my wet pussy and then withdraw, glistening again. I closed my eyes as his pace quickened; savoring the full sensation I was getting inside with each new plunge of his cock. My brother was fucking me! My brother was sliding his long, slender shaft in and out of his baby sister’s eager pussy! My cunt desired him! I wanted to cum on him and feel him fill my hot cunt with his warm seed. Goosebumps were forming on my hot flesh as my brother moaned and fucked me. My cunt, the cunt of his baby sister, was about to get filled with his hot sticky cum. Fuck I was loving this. I loved knowing that my pussy was gripping my brother’s cock. Gripping him so hard that he would soon be cumming and calling my name! I met his quickened thrust with thrusts of my own. I could feel his tight testicles slapping against my puckered ass hole. My big brother was fucking me for all he was worth. The sweat was dripping from him and falling onto me. Our bodies were hot and steamy. His cock and my pussy joined together as one. A forbidden and beautiful union. I felt one with my brother. There was immense pleasure in knowing that he was my first fuck. The hot flashes were building from inside my pussy, warmth flowing from my womanhood, throughout my body. My brothers slick cock, sliding smoothly in and out of my tight cunt. His smooth shaved cock, plunging as deep as it could into my pussy, his baby sister’s pussy! I let out a scream!

“OH, SHIT, FUCK, JOHNNY! I’M CUMMING! SHIT YES BIG BROTHER! FUCK YOUR LITTLE SISTERS HOT CUNT! I LOVE YOUR COCK IN ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! YES, FUCK YOUR SISTER SO FUCKING HARD! AHHHHhhhh…..

My breath had nearly left me. The most intense orgasm I had ever freaking experienced! And I could feel that they weren’t over. Another, bigger one seemed to be building as John pounded faster and harder into my cunt. He was biting into my shoulder! Not hard, but still biting. His sweaty chest pressed against my glowing red tits. The blood was rushing through all of my erogenous zones. I was beginning to climax again! I felt John’s cock pulsing inside of me. Quick, hard, fucking! Passionate, piston, pounding, fucking. His cock was throbbing inside me, his breath short and rapid. I felt his cock begin to shoot hot jet after hot jet of cum into my cunt! I was over the edge and so was he! Then a hot complete sensation, as I felt my loving brother collapse on top of me. My hips still bucking as we climaxed together! Heavy breathing. Sweat dripping. Bodies sliding together in complete union! Brother Sister Lovers Fucking Complete!!!

My brother was heavy on top of me as I still held him inside me. My legs locked around his waist and my arms straining to reach around his chest and back. I felt his cock becoming smaller inside of me. Gradually shirking and withdrawing. I hated the void feeling that was replacing the fullness that I had just experienced.

After a few more minutes I felt my brothers cock completely slide out of me and a warm flow of liquids began to run down the crack of my butt. I knew my brothers cum was spilling out of me. It felt warm, pooling on the sheets below my ass. John eventually rose up from me. His eyes were glassy and his face was flush.

“That was the most magnificent sex I have ever experienced, Kimmie. I think I now know what real lovemaking is. It’s not just sex and fucking, but feeling love too. You are so damn beautiful. I want this to go on forever. I want you to stay here with me always, my lover. Never leave!

My brother rolled off of me. I pushed my butt out of the wet spot and lay on my side next to him. He began to spoon me. Both of us drifting into a satisfied and blissful sleep.

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David (17) – 6-foot, 5-inches tall, short brown hair, 198 pounds,

Renee (31) – 5-foot, 9-inches tall, all legs. Shoulder length brunette hair, beautiful blue sparkling eyes, a smile that lasted all day, always showing her flawless white teeth. Small breast, with large nipples.

Art (37) – 6-foot tall, sandy blond hair worn in a ponytail under his hat. Arms the size of a ponderosa pine and fist the size of hams. Short on words, but always to the point.

6 a.m. I was riding the bus to school; it was my senior year. The next collection of kids was ten miles down the old country dirt road, it was my favorite bus stop for the past eleven years. Katya, a junior in high school, was beautiful. Standing at 5 feet, 2 inches, today her tight 17-year-old ass was painted into her jeans, her firm perky breast hidden under her bulky sweatshirt, her jet-black hair hung just below her shoulder blades. I turned in my seat and was lost in her dark brown eyes. Eyes that would draw you in and imprison you for life! I loved Katya, from the time she was ten, she did not know it, YET! Last month I asked her to our schools’ promenade. Unlike a prom, each year the graduating class would pick a theme for our annual year-end dance. This year was “1860 attire!”

The bell rang and school was over. I always sat in the same seat second from the last. Katya always sat in the back. She boarded the bus, in gym clothes, that being her last class of the day. Rushing before the bus was about to depart, she threw herself in the seat, sweat running down her neck into the space between her two perky 36B firm boobs. Catching her breath, her chest rose softly with each gasping breath. “WOW, I almost missed the bus,” she said, smiling at me. Katya had the most beautiful smile. Like the sliver of the moon, her lips turned upward enough that two dimples shown on each side of her lips. I could not wait to hold her in my arms and kiss her, or so I was hoping. She turned a little and raised one leg onto the bench seat. Her long, strong, brownish leg bent at the knee, exposing a thigh that slowly disappeared under her high ridden gym shorts. I just started at her legs, and hips. Her rock-hard tight abs were more visible in this position. My god she was beautiful. “Da – vid, DAVID” she said loudly the driver must have heard her. “Have you heard anything I was saying,” she asked. “Hum, what” I said, as my cock was twitching in my pants, and my eyes were torn from the beauty of her long slender leg. Looking deep into brown eyes, I said. “what, I’m sorry. What did you say?” With a childish pout, Katya turned in her seat, placing both feet on the floor hunched forward and looked out the window. “Fuck” I said to myself, the next drop off point was hers. “Look, I am sorry, I was deep in thought” I said. Katya looked into my deep blue eyes and slowly smiled, “deep thought, my ass” she said. “Okay see you Monday, the dance is next week remembering!” She stood walked off the bus, swaying her ass knowing damn well I was watching. Swimmer, gymnast, cheerleader, track star, what guy would not love Katya?

“Hi honey,” mom said when I walked in the house. “How was school?’ she asked. “Yea, fine” I went on, “I am so stupid, I never know the right things to say to Katya. Why she ever said she would go to the dance with me I will never know.” Mom gave me a hug and kiss, as she always did when I came home. “Because you are smart, handsome, strong…” Sure mom, I said cutting her off mid-sentence.

Dad was the fourth-generation homesteader on our 500-acer farm, 800 head of cattle and various other livestock. We lived in an old small two-story saltbox farmhouse, two bedrooms upstairs and master bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and living room downstairs. Our barn and other out-buildings were all bigger than our house and, rightly so; that is where we spent most of our time. Dad in his spare time also sold and repaired farm machinery.

“Renee” my father said at dinner, “I am leaving for Minnesota in the morning and I’ll be gone for two weeks, he said.” Yet another long business trip. Dad always drove, most of his tools and manuals were in his truck. “You are going to miss my birthday and graduation,” I said with a mouth full of spaghetti. “I am sorry David” he said, “I cannot help it, plus we need the money as property tax time is due in three weeks.” Mom smiled as always, “darling we will be just fine” she said. To whom was she speaking flew through my mind! We finished dinner each of us carrying our plates to the sink. Four hours of daylight left, and it was back outside to continue working, normal daily routine. Friday night and this farm boy was home, while the city kids were out having fun. Sucks! Our only bathroom was off the kitchen. A sink, toilet, bathtub, and two doors. One door opened into the kitchen, the other into my parent’s bedroom. Dad promised he would add a shower head, that was five years ago. I grabbed the bathtub faucet hose attachment and rinsed the soap and dirt from my body. Towel dried, I grab my clothes and ran nude to my room upstairs. My bedroom was right above my parent’s room, the other bedroom was a study and spare guest room, which was never used other than doing homework. I sat in the solid oak office chair, staring at the desk calendar, the next weeks days were crossed bursa eskort off except Friday, senior exam day, and the end-of-year school dance were next week. Darkness filled the room. Fifty yards away was our barn. The large front rollup door was open. Standing nude under our elongated gooseneck lighting and makeshift shower system was my mother. Water heated by copper tubing on our barn roof supplied about 20 gallons of extremely hot water to one shower head, the other shower head was cold well water. I had watch from this window before. Tonight, watching my mother wash her beautiful slender nude body made me think of what Katya would look nude. Mom’s hand lowered to her thick brown hairy bush as mine did to my growing hard cock. My fingers formed over my cock head, as if an octopus were sitting on my pee hole, my fingers moved up and down on my cock head, as I watch my mother I was thinking about Katya. How long would it be before I got to see Katya nude. As my mother walked toward the house, motion detector lights came on, lighting her way. Her thin wet muscular nude body glisten in the light., I shot a huge load of hot cum into the palm of my hand. Just as she approached to porch door. Hot sticky cum dripping from my hand, slowly ran back down my twitching shaft, over my balls and onto the chair. Oh fuck, did I just jack off to my mom or to Katya? Tiptoeing to my room I grabbed my T-shirt cleaned my cock and then the chair I was sitting on minutes earlier. Tossing the T-shirt back into the dirty clothes basket, I sat on the edge of my bed gazing out my window. It was an hour before the glow of my parent’s bedroom light turned outside into pitch darkness, bedtime for everyone.

The fresh smell of coffee and bacon cooking on the stove, woke me early. Dressed, walking downstairs, I heard my dad’s truck heading out our mile-long dirt drive. “Morning mom” I said. “Hi honey” she said, exiting the bathroom, wearing dad’s T-shirt, which came down to her thighs. Walking about the kitchen, each time she passed through the beams of sunlight entering the kitchen window, I could see the dark mound where both her long slender legs met at the junction of her “V.” My cock, tightly confined in my underwear and work jeans, started to jerk. “What is our first project for today?” I asked. “Reading and math” she said, placing a plate of eggs and bacon in front of me. “What” I said, no I meant farm work for the day. Mom pouring herself a cup of coffee, handed me a card. “From your father” she said. As I opened the odd feeling envelope and took out the card, three condoms fell onto the table. Rubbers of different color and texture. As soon as they hit the table my face was burning red from embarrassments. “What the f…” I started say and read the card. “David, I am sorry I am missing the best two weeks of your life. Have a great time with Katya (he drew a smiley face) and please be ‘SAFE’. Happy Birthday, and Happy Graduation. I will make it up to you when I return.” It was signed: Love Dad. At the bottom of the card was a small note written, “your mother has something to show you”

“MOM” I said, she just smiled and said, “your father and I want you to be safe is all. “But… and I was cut off, “I’ll get dressed and met you in the tool shed, the combine needs welding” she said as she walked towards the bathroom door. Dreaming that night of the math questions my mother asked me throughout the day, odd as I recalled the answers were always: 13, 18, 31 which made no sense to me. Loud clap of thunder followed by lighting woke me at 2am. The wind picked up and I covered my body. Mom told me at a young age to always sleep nude. The cool breeze felt wonderful on my nude body. I covered with a sheet a drifted back to sleep. Katya entered my mind as I dreamt about us making out. I moved her hand to average size cock, and she smiled when she touched its girth. But it was my vast mushroom size cock head that surprised her the most. She looked intently into my eyes as she stroked my hot rigid pulsating cock. My toes curled, muscles tighten, and I jerked my back as hot loads of cum catapulted time-after-time from my cock. Another deafening clap of thunder rang out, by numerous flashes of lighting filled the night ski. My sheets were at my ankles, and a huge puddle of cum was on the fitted sheet in front of me. Damn another wet dream! Fatigued, I rolled over facing away from the window and drifted back to sleep. Continuous illuminations danced in the sky, slowing open my heavy eyelids I thought I saw Katya standing nude in my doorway, or was it my mother?

“Morning darling,” mom said, as I sat down for breakfast. Two pigtails help in place by yellow ribbions, and no makeup made her look like a teenager. She was wearing a yellow sundress, her long legs seemed to sparkle as she walked about the kitchen. Notice my ogling, she put one foot upon my chair. “Feel,” she said, stroking her own leg. “I took a bath this morning and shaved my legs, aren’t they smooth with the baby oil I used” she said. Instinctively I placed my hand on her knee and slid it up and down her leg. The hem of her sundress rode up her thigh. Taking my hand, my mother rotated my arm so that now my hand was gliding underneath her knee, down to her calf and up to her thigh. Her legs were silky smooth and strong. Continuing escort bursa upward my fingers I jerked my hand away when I realized I was touching her panties. In doing so, her sundress rose high in the air and for a split second I saw her yellow panties, matching the color of her dress. Placing her barefoot on the ground she turned and poured herself a cup of coffee. Allowing me time to adjust my growing cock held tight by my underwear. Pointing to the window and the rain pattering against the glass, my mom said, “no farm work today darling, not in this storm!”

“David, darlin come her please” mom called out. 7pm is what the clock said as David entered her bedroom. Bent at the waist, her sundress rode high exposing the thin line between her smooth thighs. “be a dear, and help lift these floorboards” she said, struggling with hard wood flooring in her closet. David knelt, and pried the oak boards up, one and then the other. Hidden securely within the floor joist laid a square fireproof lock box. David remove the box and turned to hand it to his mother, please just set it on the dresser. “What is this mom?” David said. The box was cool from dampness and covered in dust. Placing the boards back his mom stomp them in place and used her foot to slide her shoes back into the closet closing the door behind her. “Now to find the key” she said. “Tomorrows task she mumbled” walking past David into the bathroom to wash her hands, then handing the soap to her son.

“Remember your fathers birthday card?” she said lifting her sundress up and over her head tossing it aside on the bathroom floor. She took David’s hand as they walked back into the bedroom sitting on the bed. Slowly unclasping her bra, she exposed her firm perky 32A tits. Milky white breast as her tan lines showed where her bikini top did not allow the sun on her smooth silky skin. “Touch them.” his mother said. David as if in a trance, placed his right hand cupping her entire breast. The areola was small and pink, and her nipples long and hard. “Roll my nipples between your thumb and index finer” was the next command, and his mother moaned. His left hand ran up and slowly down her bare back, allowing him to feel her strength, to match her tight abs on the other side. She too was a working farm mom. Gently turning his face towards hers, their lips met. Her warm moist lips net his, their kiss was like none other he had ever left. Snapping out of his trance, David jerked back. “Mom, what would dad say?” “He was supposed to be here to show you today,” she responded. “What” Your father and I talked about this for years. On your eighteenth birthday, we both agreed he would show you how to make love to a woman, by allowing you to watch us make love. “MOM” He is not here, so I am going to teach you.

“No son of mine will ever fuck anyone!” “Oh, and last night’s dream about Katya, that was me.” She said with a smile.

They both stood, but David’s mom placed her hands on his wide firm broad shoulders and slowly pushed her son to his knees. Standing before him, she told him to remove her panties. Inserting a finger into each of the yellow silky waistband just above her hips, he unhurriedly removed her panties. Staring him in the eye was a thin Brazilian triangle of light brown hair. “David, David, Da—vvvv-id” his mom softly whispered, have you ever seen a vagina? Only on the computer and magazines, he spoke. Softly lowering herself to the edge of the bed, she gradually opened her legs. This is what a vagina looks like, “mom” okay darling “Pussy!” Glistening, not from baby oil, making his locked-up cock plead for release, was the first pussy he’d seen. Two small pussy lips, moistened like the wings of an angel, positioned below his mom’s pussy hood. Instinctively he reached up and ran his index finger between them. “Wet your finger in your mouth” she said. Doing so David rubbed the valley between her pussy lips again and again, causing a slight moan from his mother. Darling lick my pussy, and he did so. Lower herself to her forearms and elbows, she said: look me in the eyes as you lick my pussy. Mmmmmm just like that! Your tongue is so warm on my pussy. Slowly shifting her body his mom reached down, and eased her hood exposing her clit. Darling this is like your cock hood, every woman loves her clit massaged and licked. She began rubbing her clit as her son licked her pussy. David’s eyes moved from her eyes to his mom’s clit and back again. As soft moans came from deep down from the caverns of her throat, her clit began to grow. Fuck my pussy with your finger, as you lick my pussy, mmmmm like that darling! Now, now add two fingers into your mommy’s pussy, mmmmm she moaned. She increased her circular rubbing of her clit, telling her son the finger fuck her faster, faster. “Oh god, oh, oh yes, yes YES, f u c k, don’t stopped,” she cried out. Collapsing onto the bed, her thighs gripped his head, her spine arched off the bed, as David watched her eyes roll back in her head. What seemed an eternity her breathing slowed, and she unclasped her son’s head. Softly David withdrew his two fingers, trailed by a long shimmering trail of mommy’s cum. “I need you darling, lay her beside me.” David got off his knees and laid beside his slow panting mother. No one spoke, as his mother sat up and pulled of both her son’s pants in one fast jerking motion, throwing them across the room. Turning again, she placed her knees beside his head and lowered her mouth to my pre-cum soaked erect cock. David felt her lips engulf him, and his mom gaged as his huge mushroom head neared the back of her throat. Repositioning herself she lower her pussy onto his waiting tongue. Her soft triangle of hair touched his chin, as his tongue circled her clit. Mom withdrew and licked his cock from the base to the slit on top where pre-cum was oozing from his boyhood. Softly massaging his balls her mouth engulfed him again, this time reaching its base. Her soft moans vibrated through his bulging cock head down to his balls. At the same moment, his balls withdrew in its sack, his toes curled, and deep within his body he felt the largest load of cum rushing to explode like a volcano that hadn’t erupted in over a thousand years. Lightly squeezing the lower part of her son’s shaft, she withdrew he mouth, and released her grip. David had never, ever cum so hard. One eruption after another till slowly hot thick white cum trickled down his cock, over his balls dripping onto the sheets. Lifting her one leg, his mom turned facing her son. Cum was in her hair, on her cheek, both nipples. Most eye catching was the long strand of cum that was a single thread of cum from her chin to her tight tanned stomach; every so slowly finding its path into her belly button. “Mom, I am sorry” “hush dear” softly came from her lips as she lowered herself onto his chest. Pounding heart beats, plus his hot thick male seeds were felt by both. She lowered her lips to his, and both loving lips parted as tongues danced in unison. Rising ever so slowly, her fingers ran between their bodies, then returning to her lips where she cleaned the cum from her fingers, returning to their warm, loving passionate kiss. David tasted his jizz as their tongues performed a slow entangled dance, for his first time. Warm, salty, yet so sweet. Mmmmmmmmm softly came from her lips, drifting asleep on top of her naked son. Three hours passed when David moved, waking his mother. Both smelled of lust, and his boyhood seeds had dried between them. As if naturally, they both when into the tube, with his mom siting between his legs. Lifting, slowly turning her head, David lowed his lips to hers, “I love you mom,” he said. Looking up at him, in a soft loving voice said: “lesson one went better than expected!”

After a hard, 98-degree day, of routine tasks, mother and son sat in the living room, and a pitcher of fresh lemonade.

“What are you wearing tonight?” I am going a silver miner, he said. With all our old work clothes in the barn, it will be easy. “What is Katya wearing?” I have no clue she won’t tell me.

Renee answered the phone be the third ring. Returning from the kitchen she sat down. That was Katya’s mom. She said: don’t be late, and from the time you pick her up, till when you take her home, you will address her as, “Witashnah” “What the hell?” “Just do as you were told!”

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I arrived at Katya’s house right on time and knocked on the door. Her eldest brother opened the door, “she’ll be right her” he said with a huge smile. I sat down in my old torn weathered clothing, and there was a gentle tap on my shoulder. I turned, gasped, and almost fell. Standing before me was a beautiful Indian Warrior. Witashnah, tongue-tied my eyes almost popping out of my head. A large red, blue, and white beaded headdress went across her forehead, tying behind her head, downed with beautiful white feathers with back tips. Strands of her long jet-black hair outlined her face, each side braded and passed through two-inch leather bindings. Her eyes, her eyes, as if wearing a deep red mask painted an inch above and below both eyes, disappeared under her headdress at each temple. Her eyebrows were painted black, as was the outline of each eye. Where the red pant ended, halfway down her nose was blue and white paint matching then same pattern as her beaded headband. Her lips were a light red, and gleaming wet as if she had just licked them. A tan deerskin dress went from just above her 36B breast, to six inches above her knees, cut on one side up to her smooth young tantalizing hip. Tassels and beading added to the beauty of the short deerskin dress. Grapping my hand she walked barefoot out to my car. Not speaking a word until we about a mile from her house she said: “STOP!” I slammed on my breaks as if an animal had darted out in front of the car. She smiled, leaned over, and gave me a long, tongue-darting kiss, placing her hand between my legs. Semihard, my cock came to life the moment I laid eyes on her beautiful young body, was now twitching beneath her hand. “Mmmm, I like” as if spoken in broken English. I could see the tops of her young perky tits just below the top of her dress. Riding high on her thighs, I could have seen her crouch had I leaned just a little forward a little in my seat. I was again lost in the depths of soul-searching eyes. She smiled, “we go” I no smile again” I placed the car in drive and heard “STOP” again. I looked at the young beautiful Indian warrior sitting beside me and said nothing. Soon her lips parted, and she said:

“WITASHNAH: Sioux name meaning: “virginal.” “virgin or virginity, especially pure, chaste, a virginal young girl” “

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copyright: Lesley Tara, 2011

There is no ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign hanging on the door of your hotel room, so I knock – not too hard – and when you call out ‘Yes?’, I reply ‘It’s the chambermaid’, and you tell me to come in.

I am a little tentative about this, because I am still quite new at this job – I am only a couple months over sixteen years of age, working in this smart hotel in my seaside home town as a vacation job in the school summer holidays. The law is you have to be over sixteen for this sort of employment (even a temporary position), and this is my second week since starting – I was lucky to get the job, they wouldn’t normally take a girl quite so young and new, but my eldest brother who worked here last summer recommended me to the manageress, and because he was a reliable hard worker she decided to give me a chance.

My job is quite simple: I give a thorough clean to the rooms from which people have checked out and a quicker tidy to the rooms where the guests are staying on, including making the beds. This is an expensive, classy establishment, and to maintain that image I have a very traditional chambermaid’s uniform to wear: a black linen knee-length dress with a white frilly apron, tied behind the neck and at the waist, and a small white lace cap pinned in my hair.

You are staying at the hotel for a week (this is your third day), and obviously you are not lacking money as you have taken one of the best and largest rooms in the hotel, with a balcony view onto the sea, and you are paying for a luxury double-bed room even though you are a single woman alone. You have admired this peach of an innocent girl as she cleaned your room on the last two days, and you have chatted to her a bit – but casually, not leading anywhere, just a friendly exchange about the weather and so on. However, today you have decided to try to seduce her, to tempt her along the lesbian path – you like taking naive young teenage novices best of all, and what a tasty little morsel this pretty babe would be, if you can coax her into surrendering her pussy to your pleasures.

When I enter, I see that you are not fully dressed. At once, I apologise and say that I will come back later, but you smile and tell me to stay, that now is a good time, and with an attractive laugh you add that you enjoy seeing people working when you are on holiday.

You look very elegant and stylish – I think you are in your late 20s, ten or a dozen years older than me. You are a tall slim woman with straight blonde hair cut to collar length, and you have the classic cheekbones, clear features, slender height and long legs of a fashion model, which makes me wonder if perhaps you are or were? Certainly, I’ve noticed that you have great dress sense, your outfits are original and yet perfectly complementary and tasteful. Just now, you are wearing a lovely silvery-patterned ankle-length silk dressing robe, obviously of the best quality. It is only loosely fastened around your waist with a single tie, and it is falling open. I can’t help but see that underneath you have a sky blue bra – only a demi cup, and much of that thin lace, so your breasts are very prominently visible, making me blush when I see them (and you think to yourself: how pretty that looks, I’d like to give her something really to blush about). Although I don’t yet know this, apart from that, all you have on are matching the thong panties and suspender belt, and pale blue stockings.

I start to clean the room, and you sit on the chair by the dressing table. At first, you cross your legs – which causes the robe to fall away on either side of them, exposing your wonderful shapely thighs. The robe is also gaping open at your chest, and I can see much more of your bra and breasts. As you observe me, you slip one hand inside your robe and cradle one of the bra cups – I see this out of the corner of my eye, and look quickly away, unsettled and unsure of myself, and suddenly I feel that the room is very warm and stuffy.

You say what a very pretty girl I am, and ask my age. With a slight sigh – not because of you, but because I always have to explain; it’s because I look so young, most people guess my age at no more than fourteen. You nod and say that of course I must be sixteen to able to work here, and that you understand my frustration – you say that you always looked young when you were a teenager, but you still do and now you don’t mind it all! You give a rich conspiratorial chuckle, including me in our sisterhood of slim youthful fresh-faced blondes, and any irritation that I had is melted away by your charm. Guilelessly I ask how old you are, and then at once I blush and apologise profusely for such a personal question – but you smile at me with a twinkle, and I am staggered when you say thirty-four! I stammer something cringingly inane about hoping I look half as good at that age, and you touch me gently on the cheek and say softly that you are sure I will, that I’m even prettier than you were at sixteen.

You ask in a casually-friendly way if I have a boyfriend, and I shake my head decisively – I just haven’t wanted to get into any of that yet, perhaps because the boys at school are always pestering me to go out with them, and I know what they really want from me, just to get my panties down and poke me with their thing – and then boast about it to their friends, and call me a slut behind my back. That happened to poor Ellen, and I’m certainly not letting it happen to me! Anyway, I can remember them all in short trousers from primary school, and they don’t appeal at all.

Then you really shake my composure, because you ask in just the same tone of voice, perhaps then I have a girlfriend? I feel such a hot flush – because I think I know what you mean, and I stutter that, of course, lots of my friends are girls, I go round in quite a group … but your slightly raised eyebrow shows that we both know what you are really referring to. And part of my turmoil is because I have been having some strange thoughts for a while, mainly about my friend Denise, I’ve been noticing her cute ass a lot, I don’t know why (no! I don’t!), and sometimes I’ve been watching her when we undress, side by side, before gym class. I don’t think I’m a … you know, one of those … I’m not even going to say it! It’s just natural curiosity, because Denise’s breasts developed earlier and are bigger than mine, that’s all it is, really, I’m sure … I mean, sometimes she comes into my dreams at night, sometimes with her top off and saying she wants to kiss me, but that doesn’t mean anything, all sorts of weird stuff happens in dreams, and I only remember those bits because I wake up after them covered in sweat and trembling.

I smile shakily, and remember that I’m supposed to be working, not chatting with the guests. I return to tidying the room, and as I pull the covers back from the bed you watch me, apparently without a care – but actually you are like a hawk, waiting for the moment. As I move the pillow to straighten it, I find an object underneath and pick it up – before realising what it is (I’m not THAT innocent): a vibrator. I drop it like a hot potato, and feel myself blushing furiously. You give a rich laugh, and get lazily to your feet – you give a sensuous stretch that has the intended effect of undoing the tie on your robe, so that it falls completely open to both sides. You walk a few steps to the bed and pick up the vibrator, catch my eye with yours, give me a wink of woman-to-woman acknowledgement that I find enormously flattering – then you kiss the silver tip of the vibrator, and say: ‘my closest friend, I wouldn’t travel without her!’, and you put it away in your suitcase.

I am flustered, partly by finding an object that has been inside a woman’s cunt, partly by your assumption that I would completely know and understand (perhaps you assume that I have one of these things myself, dear God!!), and partly by your use of the female pronoun for your sex toy … yes, oh yes, I noticed that – I’m an observant girl, everyone says so.

You sit down again, but this time with your legs apart. The robe hangs loosely from your shoulders, concealing nothing at all, as if you have completely forgotten about it. I return to making the bed, smoothing out the undersheet – to do that on this side, I have to bend right over with my ass jutting out towards you, and somehow I know that you are looking at it, that your interest is far more than casual. I swallow, feeling a slight flush, completely unsure of how to handle this situation – after all, absolutely nothing has actually happened, right?

Then I glance over my shoulder, and I see that you are watching me avidly, your legs apart and one hand resting gently against the V shape crotch of your thong bursa eskort panties, slowly rubbing yourself, and your other hand has covered one of your bra cups and is slowly squeezing it.

I am shocked, frightened – and fascinated, and frightened of being fascinated. I say that I think I should go, and come back when the room is empty and finish cleaning then, but I don’t move at all – I’m rooted to the spot. You slowly shake your head, still with that charming and considering smile, and you say:

‘Don’t worry, honey … and don’t go – if you do, you’ll regret it forever, you’ll miss something wonderful.’

You shrug the robe from your shoulders and it falls behind the chair to the floor, and you beckon me towards you. I seem to have no independent willpower, and I’m drawn to you like a moth to the flame … will you burn me up, I wonder?

I slowly come closer, to stand right in front of you, in between your parted knees. Your intent gaze holds my eyes, whilst you slowly reach forwards and gently touch my leg. I make a soft sound at the first contact – so slight as to be barely audible – but I voice no other protest as your hand slowly strokes the inside of my lower thigh, against my tights. Looking at me all the time, you slip your hand further upwards, going under my skirt. I am bewildered, and yet in my heart quite certain about what is going on. I hold my breath, trembling in anticipation and anxiety – but whether it is anxiety that I won’t like this, or the greater fear that I really will, I just don’t know!

Your hand slides up to where my legs join, and you press against the crotch of my tights, rubbing slowly but firmly backwards and forwards at the soft base of my Venus mound. I feel your touch like an electric shock and I bridle a little, but your other hand is at my waist, holding the white waistband of my apron, and you have expected this – it is the threshold, we both know it … will I cross it, can you carry me over?

I shift nervously on my feet, skittering a little like a nervous yearling filly about to be saddled for the first time – but, like an experienced horse-trainer, you are prepared and grip my apron waistband like a halter, keeping me in place.

This is the moment when it all becomes real, for you are touching me sexually – there is no possible ambiguity as your fingers rub firmly on the crotch of my tights, finding the furrow of my cleft, teasing my slit. You lock my eyes with yours, your gaze is magnetic, as my hands dangle uselessly at my sides, and I take short panting breaths, my eyes wide in wonder. You are deft – I don’t think that I am the first young girl you have initiated, you know just where to touch to loosen me, to wash away my doubts and hesitations.

I feel a growing wetness and warmth in my pussy, and my breasts feel strangely tense as my nipples harden and rub against the inner fabric of my bra cups. My lips part slightly, and with a breathless whimper my tongue darts along them. My eyes are wide, staring down at your handsome confident features, and I surrender all volition to you – I trust you, even though I understand only hazily what you want from me and how you will take it.

‘It’s OK, honey; it’s fine, pretty babe, don’t you worry … this will be wonderful, you’ll see’, you whisper reassuringly, and I bask in the warm approval of your regard even as your supple stroking of my slit arouses me, setting the blood pounding in my veins and my heart hammering in my chest.

I am beyond protest now, beyond any thought of objection or rejection, beyond any resistance to this moment, this here and now with its pulsating immediacy, its curious combination of vivid reality and ethereal remoteness. I move just slightly, widening my stance to open my hips a little, giving you more access to my private places. You smile with gentle satisfaction – you know that you have me now, that we have opened the door and gone into the secret Sapphic garden together. Your fingertips stroking the gusset of my tights can feel the patch of dampness seeping through my panties, and your expert nose catches that delectable warm scent of female arousal.

I stand quite still as you reach under my skirt with both hands, hook your fingers into the elastic waistband of my tights, and then with sensuous languor you roll them slowly over my hips and down my legs. My breath catches as you tug the crotch of the tights away from contact with my panties, and then again as the current of cooler air tickles around me. Without needing even a gesture, I lift first one foot and then the other, so that you can slip off my sensible indoor flat-heeled work slippers and then each leg of the tights as well.

Now your right hand is back under my skirt – but more visibly, as your left hand takes a grip of the hem and lifts it upward to reveal my plain pink cotton panties, which are cupped in your right hand. With a dextrous motion that takes me by surprise – hence my yelp – you slip two fingers inside my panties, gaining access from the leg opening and spearing adroitly into my slit, probing my labia apart and seeking the deep gorge in between.

You rub me like this for perhaps a minute – which is not long enough for me to come, but enough that I am now a tingling mass of nerve-endings. Your next step is to remove my panties, and this time it never even crosses my mind to object to this – you run your finger around inside their elastic waistband, and then tug them downwards too.

My pussy is naked!! My cunt is in full shocking view, just inches away from you, my sweet seducer. You hands push my skirt upwards, one hand on each of my hips, and this prevents the skirt from slipping down again.

Oh, wonder of the world … no, of the universe!! You inexorably draw me towards you, and my cunt is level with your face. With your mouth just two or three inches from me, your fingers separate the blond curls of my downy hair and then tease my labia open, delicately unfurling the petals of my pussy. I feel the soft exhalation of your breath caress my receptive skin, and then you lean forward further and your lips press against me, your tongue darting from between them to taste the immature vintage of my seeping vaginal juices.

I spread my hips wider in an instinctive reaction, and my back arches and my head goes back on my shoulders. I give a kind of sob – not with sorrow, but with the satisfaction of surrender – as you initiate me into the pleasures of cunnilingus. The feel of your lips against my bare skin is a wonderful revelation, so mobile and soft and warm. Your tongue dips into me like a woodpecker boring holes – it jabs in and out, moist and firm, with a curious rasping texture that sends matching vibrations through my whole body. I am on fire, my breasts are so tight and hard that I think they will burst out of my bra. Sweat beads my forehead, and my eyes are closed as I savour every wild runaway sensation – oh! I never knew such pleasure, such bliss!

You eat my pussy, your tongue now lapping and probing around my clitoris, and your finger gently but persistently pressing at the base of my pudenda. Well-lubricated now, I part for you easily and your finger rubs along the inside of my vagina, upwards and downwards – but then you stop, carefully judging your moment, before I am brought to a climax, and you keep me on the cusp, tantalisingly balanced.

You withdraw your lips from my pussy, and look up at me, hot desire for my firm teenage body blazing in your eyes. I am like a rabbit caught in the glare of your headlamps – I am frozen in place, not knowing which way to jump. My mind is blank, and yet bursting with vivid images and emotions, and the sense of a half-hidden future unfolding ahead of me. Your touch is arousing me to a pitch of intensity, answering my deeply-suppressed desires – for a second, I think of my friend Denise, and picture her naked and parting her legs to allow me to do these things to her, and my whole body is flushed with a wild and wanton desire. I don’t care where this is going any more, I don’t care what is happening or whatever you want to do – I am just here for this moment and the next, and nothing beyond that matters at all. Without even thinking, I gasp:

‘Oh! take me, please … take me!’

You smile with satisfaction – this one is truly hooked and landed, and your instinct about a girl’s seducability has once again proven to be uncannily accurate. Your response is to press the long index finger of your right hand into my vaginal hole, and I shudder with excitement and fear as your nail encounters the barrier of my hymen and scrapes across it. You smile inwardly again: it is just as you had hoped and expected – this delicious young girl is indeed still a virgin. As you press escort bursa lightly against my membrane, I rise to my tiptoes under the pressure, and reach forwards to hold onto your shoulders for balance. You vow silently to yourself that you will open this pretty girlish teenager, that you will take her virginity before she leaves this room … but not right now, not quite just yet. This dance is a tango for two, and there are more steps to be taken before that final triumphant flourish. I give a gasp of wonder, and then a shaky sigh as you withdraw your finger completely, lifting it your lips and licking my juices from it.

You rise smoothly to your feet, and I find that you are much taller than my five feet three inches, probably by nearly six inches. Your hand cups my pussy, giving it a squeeze, as you lean slightly downwards and our mouths meet in a long probing saliva-mingling kiss. As you stood up, my hands slipped down to your waist, and I marvel in amazement at the feeling of having a grown woman – a woman actually more than twice my age – in my arms as a … as a … yes! as a lover, a lesbian lover!

Now you reach behind my waist, and gently tug undone the bow knot which holds my apron neatly in place. I bow my head as you slip the other strap over me, and drop the frilly white garment on the floor. Next, your hand rises up my spine until it finds the collar of my chambermaid’s uniform, and you take the latch of the zip between your fingers and slowly pull it downwards.

I luxuriate in the sensation of being undressed with sexual desire, for such a thing has never happened to me before. There is just a touch of cool sea breeze through the slightly-ajar door to your balcony, and it caresses my bare skin as the zip reaches the small of my back and the black dress hangs open behind me. With a swift shrug of my shoulders, the maid’s uniform slips from me – my slender hips give it no purchase, and it cascades down my body and pools around my ankles on the floor.

I gaze at you with saucer-eyes, but without any shame. I am naked now apart from my pink bra and the little lace cap of my maid’s outfit. Remembering the latter, I reach a hand up to unpin and remove it, but you halt me with a gesture:

‘No, don’t – you look so pretty in that, leave it on.’

Now your hands are fondling my bra cups, kneading gently the small breasts that they cover. My bra is almost a training bra, for my A-cup bumps need no support. I catch my breath as you reach round again and unsnap the backband, and I have a second of embarrassment as the bra tumbles from my shoulders, revealing my juvenile chest. But you like my lack of size – it makes me seem even younger than I am, and that attracts you like the panther stalking the tethered lamb.

I give a little squeal as your mouth slips over one of my rock-hard nipples, and you suck on it and then tease it between your teeth – and, simultaneously, your right hand takes my other tit and tugs on it before rubbing your thumb over and around it. Your left hand slips between my parted thighs once more, gently caressing my mound and running a fingertip delicately along my opening cleft. I am almost weak-kneed from this roller-coaster ride of sensations, which is just as you have intended all along.

For a moment, your mouth and hands relinquish my breasts and pussy, and you glance towards the bed. I allow you to steer me backwards three or four paces, until the backs of my calves bump against it. You quickly tug the covers out of the way and ease me down, to lie across the mattress on my back, my legs slightly parted to expose my virgin vagina.

As I gaze up at you, I swallow in nervous expectation, for you are a truly magnificent example of a mature sexual woman. Your lingerie is elegant and clearly expensive, and yet very sensual. As I watch, open-mouthed, you slowly roll your skimpy thong panties down your thighs and cast them away, and I see with tingling recognition that your pussy is completely shaven, so that all of your sex is revealed. Now, still holding my gaze in your hot regard, you unshrug your bra – and your gorgeous, fascinating breasts swing free; they are not too big, a nice average 30C or maybe 32C, but they are well-shaped and firm, with large aureoles and prominently aroused nipples.

You keep on your garter belt and stockings, and this makes you even more alluring than full nudity, for the lacy fringe of the suspender belt so neatly accentuates the sweeping curves of your hips and pelvis, and the straps which hang down to clasp your stockings frame the jutting opening of your visible red slit. With a fluid motion, you move forwards and recline on the bed beside me, propped up one elbow and gazing down at my small girlish breasts. Once again, you idly trace your hand along my body – starting from my knee, and stroking upwards along my inner thigh until my pussy is once again cupped in your palm. You give it an affectionate squeeze, rather like a greeting for an old friend, and this sends an erotic charge surging through my nervous system.

Next, your hand moves upwards, whispering across my stomach and then circling my small bumps, where you pause for a moment to rub your thumb just underneath each of my stiff little tits. Then you take my chin in your hand and draw me towards you, guiding my mouth until it encounters the silky smoothness of your breast. I am trembling like a leaf as I take your hard nipple between my lips, and I am tentative at first as I touch the tip of my tongue across it. The taste and texture of your nipple is fascinating, and I gain confidence from your purring sounds of approval and pleasure as I begin to suck and lick more firmly around your jutting tit.

As I get into my stride with this, you reach for my hand and bring it down between your own legs – you want me to touch and hold your cunt! Taking my cue from the encouraging pressure of your grasp, and the vivid memories of how you fondled me just moments ago, I begin to caress your pussy, feeling for the opening – so soft, so fleshy, and … oh! … so moist, so dripping wet with juices. You give a little moan, and I increase the pressure, parting your labia and with great daring sliding the tip of my thumb along the groove between them.

Suddenly the realisation hits me: I’m having lesbian sex, I’m actually fucking an older woman! Far from alarming me, this goes to my innermost core and sets off a depth-charge of lust. A convulsive shudder of erotic excitement runs through me, so profound that it is the closest of kissing cousins to an orgasm. Even so, apart from one deep groan, I never stop my appointed task of orally arousing your beautiful breasts, although for fairness sake I have now shifted my attentions to the other one.

Your breathing starts to break down into ragged pants, interspersed with short high-pitched gasps, and I realise that you are riding the crest of the wave towards orgasm. Suddenly, you grasp the wrist of my pussy-poking hand, and hoarsely exhort me:

‘Finger … aaaahh! Finger, use it, c’mon babe, finger-fuck me!’

And then, without even waiting for my response, you arch your hips apart and jab my hand forcefully into your vagina. I have understood enough of your meaning to extend my index finger straight out like a rod, and you sink that deep into your pussy. The texture and sensation are a revelation to me – like a kind of resilient rubber, and smoothly slick with your juices. The widening hole of your vulva resists my entry with momentary sucking firmness, and than gapes open as my digit enters you. Your grip on my hand is like steel, and you piston it in and out of you with a force that this novice would never have dared to use. You give a soft cry of rising ecstasy, and then another gasped instruction:

‘Two … two … honey, use two, ah-ahhhh!! … shit! yes, yes! you’ve got it – like that … oh fuck, that’s sooo gooood!’

I have understood at once – my tight little virginal twat can only take a single finger, but your adult experienced cunt needs more to fill its hole. Now I begin to thrust two fingers, side by side, although really it is you who are controlling this, your hand is driving mine back and forth with almost savage intensity, as you bring yourself to climax.

‘Pretty babe, you’re so cute … aah! yes – that’s good! … you’re so fucking sexy’, you manage to pant.

It delights me that I turn you on so much, for I know with certainty that I want to thrill you, that I want you to desire me. With urgent intensity, your voice becomes hoarse and low – but fortunately not so loud as to carry beyond this room:

‘AAAAHHHH!! YES!! OH, BABE – FUCK ME, FUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKME … OH FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!’

Your eyes are closed, a rictus of exaltation tightens your cheeks and mouth, your back arches clear of the bed, and your hips jerk and quake in a volcanic orgasm. There is nothing you like better than a sweet slim teenager fucking your vagina … nothing, that is, apart from giving her the same treatment in turn!

As your orgasm recedes, you slump back next to me, your eyes opening and your face flushed with a glow of satiated pleasure. You release my pussy-poking hand, but make no complaint when I continue to ply my fingers up and down your vagina, the movement now vertically from bottom to top rather than horizontally in and out. You look at me with warm affection, and I bask in your approval as you whisper your thanks and then kiss me, slowly, deeply, exchanging saliva and swirling tongues in a long and very arousing French kiss.

When we come up from this for air, you smile again and tell me that now it is my reward, and I tingle with curious anticipation and newly-awakened lesbian excitement … yes, I don’t hesitate over the L-word any longer, in fact I embrace it: if this is how sex is with another female, than a lifelong lesbian I will surely and happily be!

I lie back, and for a moment you stroke the silky blonde hair that was one of things which made you desire me, made you decide upon me as your first target for seduction on this holiday … my lovely long fair hair, my slim undeveloped figure, and my cute pert ass that I wiggled in front of you (it must have been subconsciously) when I made up your bed on the first morning. You smile at that memory, and then you kiss my forehead, the tip of my nose, my mouth briefly again, my chin … and then your mouth goes to my breasts, and as it does your hands urge my thighs to spread wide open, and you begin to stroke around my upper thighs, coming ever closer to my hot seeping sex slit.

Your fingers deftly delve between my labia once again, probing me, entering me, turning me on so much. Your eyes gleam … now, soon will be the moment, the completion of your conquest. You probe your finger inwards until it encounters definite resistance, and once again it presses against the membrane of my virginity, teasing its flexibility as if it were a minute trampoline. Lying there, half beside me and half above me, you arch an eyebrow interrogatively, and ask just a single word, so loaded with meaning and possibility:

‘Yes?’

I wet my lips, but really need no time for thought. I nod, and whisper ‘Yes’, softly and barely audibly, but it sounds like a thunderclap in my ears.

You nod, but instead of taking immediate action you rise from the bed, and disappear for a moment into the en suite bathroom. In an instant you return with one of the hotel’s large Egyptian cotton bath towels, and I lift my hips in comprehension for you slide this underneath my buttocks – I may be a virgin, but I’ve had those sex-education classes in school too, I know what happens, and I appreciate the precaution you have taken so that any show of blood will not get through to the bedsheets.

Again you step back for a second, but now to reach for the metallic-silver vibrator that you had earlier artfully placed for me to discover – and which you always hoped and intended would be used to open this peachy pussy, and debut this pretty potential lesbian. My breath catches as you rub its smooth-rounded tip up and down my cunt, and then you ease it into me, as my juices gush to lubricate its inward journey. You corkscrew it from side to side with deftly practiced twists of your wrist, and with each motion it sinks in another millimetre, stretching my pussy to adult capacity.

Now the point of the vibrator has reached my hymen, and – like your finger before it – it teases and stretches against it, but carefully avoiding the force that would tear through it. No more words are exchanged, but you look at me directly again in silent enquiry. I bite my lower lip in sudden nervousness, for this step is irrevocable – and I somehow know, far beyond even the importance of the physical change, that if I give myself to another woman now, I will want only women for ever more. I suppress my sudden unworthy doubts and fears … let it be so, let it surely be so.

I nod, and on that instant you switch the vibrator on, catching me by surprise and churning the nerve-endings in my pussy into a frothing lather. Then you pull the vibrator back about an inch, and with one smooth motion of your elbow you thrust it back again – through my virgin barrier and deeper into my vagina. There is a moment of pain, but nothing severe – for some reason, I think it feels like a sudden stubbing of your toe on bad paving: unexpected, briefly unpleasant, and leaving for a few minutes a throbbing soreness and a heightened sensitivity.

Now the vibrator is almost all of the way into me – before these moments, I would never have believed such a thing to be possible. But then, nor would I have foreseen the blissful sensations that result, and of which I cannot get enough. My actions copy yours – not in deliberate mimicry, but because they are the only possible responses to such stimuli. I am gasping for breath, my hips are jerking up and down, and my tits are on fire. My head thrashes from side to side on the rumpled bed sheets, my long blonde locks in a sweaty tangle, and I am biting down hard on my lower lip as the exquisite sensations tread that fine line between agony and ecstasy.

You sense the moment – not surprisingly, for as well as grown women lovers, over the last fifteen or so years you have seduced nearly a dozen delectable teenagers. You pull the buzzing vibrator back a little further, pause for a tantalising split-second, and then ram it into me, harder and deeper than ever. To deliver the coup de grace, you do two other things simultaneously: you grip one of my breasts with your free hand and squeeze it, and you whisper hotly in my ear:

‘Come, babe … c’mon, and come … come for me, do it for me … come for me, now, now!!’

And I do – having my first ever true climax. Like an avalanche it sweeps me away and leaves me buried in a white cocoon of bliss, and when I emerge from it the world seems a different place. There is a new landscape now – old ideas are buried with little sense of loss, and I must find my own track across this reshaped terrain.

For a moment, I lie back, spent and taken, and yet fulfilled beyond measure. You smile at me fondly, and use the free edge of the towel to wipe away the sweat from my forehead and cheeks, and then go lower to dry softly across my breasts … hey lady, if you keep doing that, you’ll set me off again! We lie on the bed in companionable closeness and silence, my hand cupping one of your swaying breasts, just to feel its weight and texture, and perhaps as reassurance that all of this really has happened and its not just a dream. I admire your alluring femininity – the swell of your breasts, the curve of your hips, the smooth rise of your stomach, the swooping dip to a slender waist, and then the plunge to the valley of delight in between your smooth tanned thighs.

‘When … ?’ I ask softly, and you look down at me and chuckle with amusement.

You translate my simple plea into its proper meaning, and put it into words:

‘You mean – when can you see me again … when can we do it again?’

I nod, slowly but with unmistakeable intent.

‘I can be here all day, honey’, you affirm, for there is nothing in this world that you enjoy more than girl-fucking, especially when the teen is a novice. You ask what I am doing after my room-cleaning duties are over, and my truthful reply is nothing, nothing at all.

‘Well’, you smile in lazy warm anticipation, ‘come back then, we’ll take a shower together and then spend the afternoon in bed – I can teach you so many special secret pleasures!’

I am so thrilled – oh, heavenly day of opening and opportunity, of which I never even dreamt an hour ago! I glance at the clock – can only twenty minutes have passed since I entered this room? Still, I have got behind with my work duties, and it is a mercy that the manageress has not come hunting to chase me up – that would have been awkward! As it is, I had better get back to my room cleaning as soon as possible.

I get dressed quite hastily – you helpfully zip up my black uniform dress, and I tie on the apron and restore the little hat to my tousled hair. I kiss you on both sets of lips, earning an appreciative murmur as I kneel to plant one on your puckered labia. Then I set off to complete the cleaning of my set of rooms – and never have I worked so fast before!

Soon, very soon, I will be back to knock on your door – and this time there will be no hesitation about it!

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The Winston Family Adventures Pt. 03

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Michael and Jerry found that in addition to their Dad’s orders to report for active duty, their sister Madison and her four best girlfriends had taken over the family swimming pool. Madison and her friends would spend every day working on their tans and swimming. Jerry would try to stay out of their way, but Michael would spend his time spying on them. Since losing his virginity to Mrs. Glover, he was now looking at Madison in a different way. He was still very fascinated with her tits, but now he wanted to fuck her and lick her pussy. He was also looking at his mother and fantasizing about fucking her. He kept a perpetual hard-on, and it got worse when watching Madison’s girlfriends prance around the pool in their scanty bathing suits. Rena sometimes wore a white bikini and when it was wet showed the outline of her nipples and her little dark patch of pubic hair. Michael was very fascinated with their young developing breast. He was secretly lusting for each of them, but they mostly treated him only as Madison’s annoying twin brother. None of them ever considered returning his attention without Madison’s permission. And so far she hadn’t given it.

Their Dad’s military pay will not be enough to cover household expenses and the small pay supplement from the national pharmacy chain will still leave them in the red each month. Mom had to accept a promotion to a full time night supervisor’s position at the hospital to make up for the difference. A night time position would allow her to see the children off to school in the morning and be there when they returned in the afternoon. The extra pay would help, but they would need to hire a full time nanny to stay with the children at night while Mom is at work.

Ben’s mother volunteered to come for a visit and help Catherine and the children while Ben was away on deployment. Grandmother Winston is a widowed woman in her sixties, but she is still in very good health. She is a good cook and loves the children. She can cook and do light general housekeeping in addition to babysitting the children at night. It was understood that Madison will assist her with the household chores and Michael will be responsible for his younger brother. Grandmother Winston asked the children to call her Nana instead of Grandmother. She moved into Jerry’s room and he had to share a room and bed with his older brother Michael.

Their father hadn’t been deployed a week before Jerry began wetting the bed. Jerry and Michael share a queen-size bed. When Jerry wet the bed during the night, there was such a large puddle you couldn’t tell who actually wet the bed, or if perhaps both had wet the bed. Michael denied it was him and Jerry is such a sound sleeper he doesn’t know for sure if it was him or his big brother.

Catherine bought a water repellent mattress cover and asked Nana to make sure Jerry went to the bathroom before going to sleep. She also suggested Nana wake him up during the night to empty his bladder again. Catherine also suggested that she do the same for Michael just to be on the safe side. Both boys are extremely heavy sleepers and Nana wondered how she would ever be able to get them to and from the bathroom without help.

That first night Nana managed to walk an extremely sleepy Jerry to the bathroom and really struggled to hold him up while he relieved his bladder. He was so out of it he didn’t even wakeup during the process. Nana struggled to hold him and he ended up pissing all over the toilet and floor. Nana cleaned the mess, and then she went to get Michael. He was too big and heavy for her to lift, so she reluctantly awakened Madison and asked her to assist with her twin brother. Michael doesn’t sleep in a shirt, only boxer short so there was nothing but bare skin from the waist up; no clothing to grip to steady him. All went well until a very sleepy Michael also began missing the toilet.

“Madison…grab it. Grab his thing and direct the flow into the toilet,” Nana urgently shouted.

Madison glanced up at Nana with a shocked expression and said, “Yuk…I’m not going to touch my brother’s thing; besides, he’s too old for me to be touching like that.”

“Damn it…just do it”, Nana shouted in an abrupt agitated tone of voice. “Just take it and point it so it goes in the toilet and not all over the damn floor.”

Nana’s abruptness startled Madison, and it stirred Michael out of his grogginess. He became vaguely aware of Madison as she grudgingly took his penis between her thumb and index and directed his flow into the toilet bowl. Madison refused to look at her brother’s penis while she assisted Nana with relieving his extremely full bladder. She was so embarrassed and felt like she was going to be sick, but she did as her Nana had ordered. Michael’s cock began to respond to his sister’s touch and he started to develop an erection. She felt the difference, but said nothing. After they returned him to his bed and clean the mess he made in the bathroom, Nana escorted Madison back to her bed. Madison was very quiet because her feels were hurt and Nana felt dreadful about being so brusque with her.

“Honey…I’m sorry for snapping at you like that, but we needed to act quickly before we had a bigger mess on our hands.” Nana tucked Madison in her bed then sat on the edge.

She patted her granddaughter on the leg and said, “I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you and I were born female. And you will soon find, as I did, that the better part of your life will be spent cleaning up after men.”

“Why?”

“That’s just the way it is, Sweetheart. I know you found it uncomfortable to touch your twin brother’s you know what, but you will have to just get use to touching those things. It’s something that you will be called upon to do more and more as you grow older.”

“Why?”

Nana chuckled and said, “I use to ask myself that same question when I was younger, but believe me; when you get older those things won’t seem as unpleasant as it did tonight.”

“What do you mean, Nana?”

Nana had to be careful how she answered the question. She still saw Madison as a naive young teenager. She wasn’t even dating yet, so Nana didn’t want to go into the ‘birds and bees’ discussion. She decided to approach it from the motherhood point of view.

“Someday, Honey….uh…you may be a young mother and maybe have a couple boys like your two brothers. You will find that it takes a lot of patience to raise boys. For one thing, you will be constantly picking up after them. You will be washing their little wee-wee, their little balls and their nasty stinky little butts. Boys just require more care than girls, and they expect you to do everything for them. They get even worse after they become men.”

“Why does it get worse as they become men?”

“I’m not sure I have a satisfactory answer for you, but I can assure you that somewhere down the road there are some rewards for doing all that.”

“What kind of rewards?”

Nana laughed and said, “You are too young to learn about stuff like that right now, but I can tell you for sure a man’s brain is in his penis and if you control his penis, you control the man.”

“What do you mean….control the man?”

At that moment Nana’s mind flashed back to the first time she touched her brother’s cock. It all started with a game of Truth and Dare. She had dared him to show her his cock. From there it led to touching it, then sucking it. Over the next few weeks they fucked and sucked each other in every position of the Kama Sutra. Sometimes, late at night, she can still recollect the feel of her brother’s big cock sliding in and out of her neglected pussy.

“Honey….let’s save that discussion for when you are a bit older. Right now you need to get back to sleep because in a couple of hours it will be time to get up and go to school.”

Nana turned out the light and trudged back to her room. Madison tossed and turned trying to make sense of what her grandmother had just told her about men and what was expected of a woman. Nana seems to have generated more questions than answers.

Morning came entirely too soon to suit Madison. When she went down for breakfast, she was still embarrassed from having to touch her twin brother’s private area. Michael and Jerry both seem oblivious to the fact they were escorted to the bathroom during the middle of the night. Catherine arrived home from work just as everyone was trying to get ready for school and Nana was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast. The place was in a general turmoil, but eventually it all fell routinely into its usual daily schedule.

Michael and Madison arrived at school just as the bell was ringing for them to report to home room for roll call. Michael joined a couple of his friends and they headed off to their assigned homeroom. Madison spotted Becky and Rena down the hall at their lockers and shouted for them to meet in the cafeteria at noontime. Becky gave her the thumbs up and both rushed off to class. Catherine ate a light breakfast then took her much needed shower and went to bed. Nana did some routine housework and then watched her favorite soap opera before lying down for a brief nap.

When the lunch bell finally rang, Madison rushed to the cafeteria to find her friends. She was bursting with excitement. She couldn’t wait to discuss what she had learned from her Nana with Becky, Susanne, Rena and Sally. She enthusiastically related the events of the preceding night.

Madison bursa eskort leaned in close to her friends and whispered, “My Nana told me that boys have their brains in their dicks and they think with their dicks most of the time. And she said that we can control boys by simply controlling their dicks.”

Becky had a baffled expression on her face and asked, “What did she mean by that? And it’s called a cock; not a dick.”

“She also said that girls will always be tasked with taking care of boys because they can’t take care of themselves.” Madison confidently said before adding. “And we as young mothers will be handling dicks, and balls, and washing dirty butts the rest of our lives.”

Madison was in such a hurry to tell what she learned from Nana, she began to get ahead of herself and leave out important information. The girls were not following her and became quite confused.

“Madison….slow down; you aren’t really making any sense. Why would your Nana tell you that?” Rena asked.

“What brought that subject matter up?” Susanne asked. “Why would your Nana be talking to you about a boy’s private parts anyway?”

Madison took a deep breath; looked around to make sure no unwelcomed ears were close enough to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“It started as an apology from her for shouting at me when I hesitated to touch my brother’s dick; I mean cock. Nana caught me off guard when she shouted for me to grab it.”

“Wait just a minute.” Sally interrupted, “Are you telling us that your Grandmother told you to grab your brother’s cock and she got mad and shouted at you when you didn’t want to grab it?”

“No…No…it really wasn’t like that…I mean it was, but there is more to it than that. I need to start over, because I am getting confused and I know I am confusing all of you.”

“Duh!” Rena chimed in, “So far it sounds like either a prank story, or a weird dream you had.”

Madison motioned for them to huddle closer to each other so no one outside their circle could hear what she was about to disclose. “Listen everything I am about to tell you is true and each of you have to promise on your mother’s grave that you will never tell another living soul.”

Madison looked around the table getting the assurance from each of her four friends. They all nodded their pledge to keep the secret. Madison recounted the facts that her Dad left on deployment, their Grandmother came to live with them and Michael and Jerry have to share a queen size bed in the same bedroom. She went on to say that Jerry started bed-wetting because of the stress created by their Dad’s deployment. She explained how she and Nana had to wake him up in the middle of the night and take him to the bathroom and wait for him to pee.

“Why did Nana want you to touch Jerry’s cock?” They asked in unison.

“No…not Jerry’s dick, or cock; she shouted for me to grab Michael’s cock before he pissed all over the bathroom floor.”

Madison’s astonished friends hit her with a series of questions in rapid succession.

“Oh my God; you got touch your twin brother’s cock?” Becky said.

“What did it feel like?” Susanne asked.

“How big is it?” Sally asked.

“Well…I wouldn’t mind touching Michael’s cock. I think he is cute,” Rena remarked.

Everyone looked at Rena with a surprised expression.

“Well…I wouldn’t. I know he is Madison’s brother, but I think he is kind of sexy,” She added.

“Hello! The key WORD here is that he is MY brother you are talking about, Rena!”

“Okay…okay, I’m sorry I said anything. I’m just saying that I noticed him gawking at me in my bikini all summer and I would like to at least get a chance to check out HIS assets.”

Their conversation was abruptly interrupted when the school bell rang signaling the end of the lunch period. The girls gathered their notebooks and personal things and then proceeded to their afternoon classes. The topic of their lunchroom chitchat was tabled until they could all gather in a quieter place more suitable for their discussion.

The second night, Madison and Nana had developed a routine. They took each brother one at a time to the bathroom, starting with Jerry first. Madison took him by the arm, sliding her right arm under Jerry’s left arm pit and Nana took his other arm, sliding her left arm under Jerry’s right armpits and slowly maneuvered him to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom they steadied him over the toilet. Nana pulled his boxer shorts down to his knees and they held him balanced over the toilet while he urinated. Once he was through Madison pulled his shorts up from her side and Nana pulled them up from her side. Both brothers slept in boxer shorts, so the same process was followed with Michael. Madison was sleepy and disinterested in Jerry’s cock; she dozed off and accidentally allowed him to miss the toilet again. Nana had to nudge her with her foot to keep her awake and alert.

“Madison…Honey, I can’t see what’s going on down there because of the position I have be in to hold your brothers steady. That’s why it is so important for you to stay awake and help me hold them steady. Otherwise they may miss the toilet, and I won’t know that they are missing the toilet until I feel the splatter of their urine on my feet.”

Madison peered through sleepy eyes and saw that Nana’s view was indeed blocked by her brother’s limp body. She rebalanced her brother and said, “Sorry, Nana…I will be more careful from now on.”

When they returned Jerry to his bed, Nana was exhausted from holding his limp weight. He slipped from her grasp and bounced when he hit the bed. It jarred Michael out of his deep sleep, but did not wake him completely. Madison and Nana wrestled him out of bed and slow walked him through the same routine. Once in the bathroom Nana suggested they position Michael differently since he was so big and heavy. Nana slid her arms under Michael’s armpits clasping him tightly to her upper body while interlacing her fingers and locking her hands across his upper chest. She leaned back and held him steady in that position. She instructed Madison to pull his boxer shorts down and then take his penis in her hand while carefully directing his flow in the proper direction.

Unlike before Madison was anxious to get answers to take back to her girlfriends. She recalled what Nana had said earlier about not being able to see what was going on down there and decided to check and see if she really couldn’t see. While holding Michael’s penis in her right hand, she stealthily brought her left hand up and gently fondled his balls. Michael was half asleep and half awake. He was vaguely aware of a slight tingling in his crotch. His initial impression was he is dreaming someone is tickling his balls. Michael carefully squinted through one eye and couldn’t believe he saw his twin sister playing with his balls. He realized he was not dreaming; his sister really was playing with his balls. He closed his eyes tightly, took a slow breath as his cock began to grow and harden into its full six and a half inches.

Madison felt the change in his cock and panicked, pulling her hand away. Michael’s hard cock pointed straight up into the air and sprayed piss like a broken water main. She promptly recovered and grabbed his cock, redirecting the flow back into the toilet. Nana became aware of the errant flow and screamed, “Madison…what the hell? Did you fall asleep again?”

“Yes, Nana…I am sorry. It won’t happen again,” she embarrassingly answered.

They hauled the supposedly sleeping Michael back to his bed before returning to the bathroom to clean up the mess. Nana and Madison returned to their bedrooms and a now wide awake Michael quietly masturbated while thinking about his sister’s hand on his cock. He had fantasized many nights about touching Madison’s tits and licking her pussy, but had never given much thought to her touching him. At breakfast Madison blushed each time she looked at her brother and recalled the bathroom fiasco. Michael acted as if he was unaware of the event. Madison was relieved that he did not wake up and discover her holding his cock.

The school cafeteria was buzzing with the usual chatter as Madison gathered with her four best friends at their usual table. Her friends could see she was busting with excitement and her face was a crimson red.

“What are you so delighted about?” Becky inquired.

Madison motioned them in close and looked around in all directions to make sure no one was within ear shot of what she was about to disclose.

“Last night I touched Michael’s….you know…private stuff.”

The girls look at her blankly and Sally said, “So? You’ve been touching his private stuff for a couple of nights now. What’s so different about touching it last night?”

She told them about her Nana saying she could not see what was going on down there because of the way she had to steady him; her view was completely blocked.

“Nana has to hold Michael steady while I direct his flow, and last night she told me her view was totally blocked because of the way she has to hold him. Well…it started me to really thinking. If she can’t see what I am doing…and my brother is asleep; why not explore a little bit and get the answers to some of the questions you have been asking me about my brother’s private parts.”

“Oh, my God…what did you do?” Rena asked.

“Don’t keep us in suspense,” Susanne added.

Madison escort bursa looked around the lunchroom again, and then said, “I was holding Michael’s cock in my right hand, directing his flow into the toilet, and I looked up to see if Nana really couldn’t see what’s going on…and I suddenly got brave.”

“Oh my, God…what did you do?” Becky interrupted.

“I took my left hand and started tickling and fondling his balls.”

“You didn’t,” Becky gasped.

Madison smugly shook her head yes.

“What did they feel like?” Rena asked.

“Do they have hair on them?” Susanne asked.

“How big is his cock?” Sally wanted to know.

The girls peppered her with a half dozen questions; one right after the other. The questions came so fast, she couldn’t possibly answer them all and for some questions she had no answer to give. It’s Friday, so she suggested they give her a list of questions and she would try to get the answers over the weekend. The school bell rang signaling the end of the lunch period. The girls gathered their notebooks and personal things and then headed off to their afternoon classes; each girl promising to get their list of question to Madison before the end of the day.

Michael still couldn’t believe he wasn’t dreaming and that his sister really had been fondling his balls the night before. He was vaguely aware that his Nana got him up every night and took him to the bathroom and up until last night he was vaguely aware that his sister Madison often helped Nana lift him. He was generally a heavy sleeper and had always been so sleepy and groggy at the time, nothing was ever clear about what had really taken place. He decided to set his alarm so he would be awake tonight when they take him to the bathroom.

Michael’s cell phone alarm went off at 2 A.M. and he quickly turned it off and stowed it under his pillow. Around two-fifteen his Nana and his sister entered his room and struggled with Jerry’s limp body. Michael paid close attention to how Jerry’s body reacted to being roused in the middle of the night. He wanted to mimic Jerry’s action so they would believe he was truly asleep.

After returning Jerry to the bed, they maneuvered Michael to the bathroom. Nana held him upright over the toilet as she had the night before while Madison stooped down and proceeded to lower his boxer shorts. As soon as her hand touched his cock it started to respond. He tried to concentrate on something else to keep it from growing into a full erection. He began counting backward from one hundred. It worked; he was only semi-erect.

His sister directed his stream toward the toilet and began studying different things about his cock to answer some of her girlfriend’s questions. Once Michael emptied his bladder, Madison leaned forward; checked to make sure Nana couldn’t see her and quickly put her lips around the head of his cock. The bitterness caused her to pull away quickly exhibiting a distasteful expression. She felt his cock start to grow in her hand and quickly pulled his boxer shorts back up to his hips.

Nana accidentally got a quick glance in the bathroom mirror just as Madison wrapped her lips around her brother’s cock. She knew from her own experience what was likely in store for Michael and Madison in the near future. When Madison returned to her room she jotted down a few quick notes to use when she reported back to her friends. Michael quietly masturbated while thinking about how his sister’s lips felt wrapped around his cock. Nana went back to bed and slipped her hand in her panties while reminiscing about her first time with her big brother.

Over the next two nights Madison gathered all the answers to the questions submitted by her curious girlfriends on Friday. Monday couldn’t come soon enough for her, or Becky, Susanne, Rena and Sally. They were all bursting with excitement when the noon bell finally rang to signal the start of the lunch period. They all gathered at their favorite cafeteria table for Madison’s week-end report. She took out her notes and studied them a minute before proceeding.

“Ok…the number one question you all submitted.” She looked around the table and observed the anticipation in their faces. “Every single one of you wanted to know how big Michael’s cock is.”

Madison looked at her notes again. She was enjoying teasing her friends by dragging it out.

Rena motioned with her hand for Madison to continue and said, “And?”

“I wasn’t able to put a tape measure to it, but I would guess it is about six inches long; give or take a half inch. And it is so thick my hand barely wraps around it.”

“Is that large? And was it hard or soft?” Susanne asked.

“It was hard, and I don’t know if that is considered large or not. It’s the first hard cock I have seen outside a few pictures in magazines and I don’t have anything to compare it with,” Madison answered.

Everyone thought about that for a minute then urged her to go on with her report.

“I am going to go down the list quickly and I want you to hold any discussion until after I have answered them all,” Madison said while looking around the table for agreement.

“Okay…Sally wanted to know if he had hair on his balls, and what did his balls feel like? The answer is yes, he does have hairy balls and they feel spongy when I squeeze them. Rena wanted to know what his cock smells like. It smells just like the soap he uses when he takes his nightly shower. Susanne wanted to know if I could get his balls in my mouth and what did they taste like? I wasn’t able to put them in my mouth because I was afraid my Nana would see me trying. I did get to lick them and they tasted kind of salty. And lastly, Becky wanted me to put his cock in my mouth and see what it tastes like and she wanted me to roll it around on my tongue to see how that felt.”

Madison began shaking her head and said, “That wasn’t a pleasant experience at all. First of all it had a very bitter and salty taste, so I pulled it out of my mouth before I had a chance to roll it around on my tongue.”

“Did you put it in your mouth before or after he pissed?” Sally asked.

“It was after he pissed. Why?”

“You should have done it before he pissed. That bitter taste may be the piss,” Sally said before continuing. “You need to try it again tonight before he pisses and see if the taste is different.”

“How in the hell would you know that?” Susanne asked, “Are you speaking from experience? Have you ever tasted piss?”

Sally was red faced and didn’t answer Susanne’s question.

“If I put him in my mouth before he pisses, his cock will get hard and will be difficult to direct down into the toilet. Besides…I don’t really have time to do all the things you are asking me to do. I have to do them quickly so my Nana doesn’t see me. And don’t forget Michael is heavy; and my Nana tires easily. I am afraid she will get fatigued and accidentally drop him.”

“Why don’t you set your alarm and go into Michael’s room about thirty minutes before Nana comes to wake him up. He will be in a deeper sleep and you can try all kinds of things without worrying about Nana seeing you,” Becky suggested.

Madison thought about it a minute then shook her head and said, “Okay…I can probably do that…I have a lot of questions I want answered also. That will give me a chance to take my time and really explore.”

Madison didn’t hear her alarm go off the next morning and was still soundly asleep when Nana came to wake her up. Madison jumped out of bed and followed Nana to the boy’s room. She helped Nana struggle with Jerry to the bathroom and back. Nana tucked Jerry in his bed and then started moving toward the door.

Madison touched Nana’s arm and said, “What about Michael? You forgot to take him to the bathroom.”

“Oh…your mother and I decided not to get Michael up in the middle of the night anymore. He is too big for us to handle and I don’t want to risk hurting my back trying to lift him. We are also thinking about not disturbing Jerry anymore in the middle of the night.”

Nana didn’t want to tell Madison it was her idea to stop disturbing Michael during the night because it might lead her to having to tell Madison that she was aware of her incestuous interest in her brother’s cock. That could lead to a conversation about how she knew and that she saw her put his cock in her mouth and from there it could develop into a discussion she wasn’t ready to broach. If Madison and Michael work something out on their own in the future, she didn’t want to know about it.

“What if he soils the bed again?” Madison asked.

“Well…we are not really sure Michael ever did wet the bed. And if he did, I think it may have been initial stress caused by his father’s deployment to the Middle East,” Nana said before adding, “If he does it again we can find another way to handle him. I am just not strong enough to lift him anymore.”

This sudden new decision announced by Nana killed Madison’s plan to explore her brother’s cock any further. Michael was also disappointed to hear that Madison would no longer be touching his cock every night. Madison returned to her room and tried to think of another way to gather the information that she and her friends sought about the fascinating male sex organ. Michael pulled his cock out through the slit in his boxer short and began slowly masturbating as he thought about how sister’s lips had felt on his cock the night before. Nana returned to bed and began furiously finger fucking her pussy while thinking about her brother. Just as she started to orgasm her brother’s face was replaced by Michael’s face. That caused her concern, but it still led to one of the best orgasms she could ever remember.

It didn’t take long before Michael was almost ready to blow his load. He stopped masturbating for a moment and reached to get a Kleenex from his nightstand, but heard his bedroom door start to slowly open. He lay very still and squinted through one eye to see who was quietly entering his room. It was his sister. His erect cock was still out but he couldn’t risk moving to put it away. She slowly approached his bed and softly called his name. He didn’t answer. She placed her hand on his leg and shook him while calling his name once again. Michael still pretended to be asleep.

Madison pulled the covers off of her brother and immediately noticed his cock poking out of his boxers. She leaned forward and sniffed it. It smelled like his bath soap. She wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly stroked it up and down; feeling the veins and muscles just under the skin. As it slowly grew and hardened into a full erection; it was like nothing she had ever truly experienced before. She was elated. Her nipples got hard and her breathing became labored and rapid. She couldn’t believe she could essentially take her time and truly experience what it was like to actually play with twin brother’s cock.

She saw a shiny drop on the end of his cock and rubbed her thumb over it; smearing it over the head of his cock. It felt slippery. She brought her thumb to her nose and sniffed it. It had no smell. She licked the shiny substance off her thumb and it tasted salty. Michael was getting so close to blowing his wad. He could feel his orgasm building again. It was all he could do to refrain from crying out with pleasure. Madison leaned in and licked more of the shiny stuff from the head of his cock. She liked the taste. She put the head of his cock in her mouth and circled it with her tongue. She was surprised to find that the plumb shaped head was soft and spongy, but the rest of his cock was very hard. She continued to stroke it up and down while licking it. She felt it start to pulsate and twitch. Madison didn’t know why it was reacting like that, but Michael knew he was about to cum in her mouth and couldn’t warn her without giving away he was awake.

Madison was startled when her mouth was suddenly flooded by his cum. She held his cock securely in her mouth while she grabbed a handful of Kleenex from the nightstand. She carefully removed her mouth from his cock and quickly covered the head with Kleenex to capture the remaining flow. She tried not to swallow his semen in her mouth. She held it in her mouth while she cleaned the rest of the mess up with several Kleenex. She covered Michael back up with the sheet and then rushed to her bathroom to spit it out. On the way she swished the salty liquid around in her mouth feeling its texture and tasting its saltiness. She decided it didn’t taste as gross as she first thought it would, so decided instead to swallow. It felt nice going down her throat. She now had mixed feelings and thought she needed to experience it once again before making the final determination if she liked it or not. That’s something she would have to do another night.

The next day Madison told her friends about Nana’s decision to not continue taking Michael to the bathroom at night. They were all disappointed until she told them about her adjustment to the situation and how it worked out for the better. They all wanted to know how his cock felt in her mouth. Becky was especially interested in what Michael’s cum tasted like and how it felt in her mouth. Rena told her next time she should take her clothes off and see how his naked body felt against hers.

Madison made a face and said, “Uggg…no…He’s my brother. I can’t get into bed naked with my brother.”

They all looked at one another and laughed.

Susanne placed her hand on Madison’s arm and said, “You just sucked his cock and swallowed his cum; how in the hell can you balk at getting in bed with him with your clothes off? It sounds to me like someone is either a hypocrite or is in denial.”

“I don’t know,” Madison argued, “What if he wakes up while I am in bed with him wearing no clothes? How could I possibly explain it?”

“I have an idea,” Becky interjected, “Invite me over this week-end and I will take my clothes off and get in bed with him and see what I experience. If he wakes up I can always tell him you had no knowledge of it.”

Madison thought a minute and then said, “Ok…I will set it up for this coming Friday night.”

When Madison got home from school that afternoon she found Michael in his room busy at his computer. She quietly lingered by his door for a moment, wanting to strike up a conversation but couldn’t think of anything to say to him without looking suspicious. She remembered the conversation with Becky about getting in bed with him with no clothes on. Her panties got wet. She moved on to her bedroom, closed the door and lay on her bed. She closed her eyes and recalled how Michael’s cum had tasted in her mouth as she masturbated.

That same night when Madison got up help Nana take Jerry to the bathroom; Nana told her to go back to bed because she could manage Jerry by herself since she had discovered a new way to hold him steady over the toilet. Michael heard what his grandmother said and was just as disappoint with the change as was Madison. This change presented one more obstacle in her plan to further explore Michael’s cock. Michael decided to manually relieve himself, but had to wait until everyone went back to sleep. Madison reluctantly returned to her room to find another way around this latest obstacle. Suddenly she saw the answer. She waited about ten minutes before returning to Michael’s bedroom.

There were too many unanswered questions remaining. She was determined to satisfy her own curiosity and that of her friends. She had given it a lot of thought and had decided she wanted to feel her naked body against her brother’s. She stripped naked and slid quietly under the sheet with him. He had been lying in the dark thinking about the night before and how he had shot his load into her mouth. He was already hard and had removed his boxers because he was just getting ready to masturbate when she returned to his room. He almost had an orgasm the moment she moved her nude body across his nude body. He could feel her hard nipples on his chest and her hot breath on his neck. He wanted to put his arms around her and pull her tight against him, but that would tip her off he was awake.

Madison placed her sensitive clit on his thigh and rubbed up and down grinding her pussy against his naked body. His hard cock lay across his belly. She straddled it with her pussy and slid it along the length of his cock. She could feel his hard cock throbbing and twitching against her pussy. She reached down and gently caressed his cock in her hand. She rubbed the head of his cock against her clit and let out a low throaty moan. Michael was sure she was going to put his cock in her pussy. It brought back the recent memories of his first time with Cathy Glover; the Den Mother he assisted at Jerry’s Cub Scout Camp four months ago. He recalled how wonderful it felt when his cock slid into Mrs. Glover’s wet pussy.

Madison continued to rub his cockhead back and forth, back and forth against her sensitive clit, moaning and quivering. He was tempted to lift his hips and force his cock into her pussy, but that would alert her he was awake. Michael could feel his orgasm bubbling forth and fought to keep it from exploding all over them. He wanted this feeling to last forever.

Madison could feel his cock throbbing faster and pulsating harder as it had the previous night. She recalled when his cock reacted like that the previous night, his cum started spurting and flowing everywhere. It was time to act so she scrambled down and thrusts his cock into her mouth, and started sucking and licking all around the head. She was soon rewarded with a blast of cum so powerful it went straight to the back of her throat. It was followed by another blast and another blast. It was coming so fast she could barely swallow it all.

She sucked the last of his cum from his cock and then licked the whole area clean. She uttered to herself in a low whisper, “Oh my God, Michael…I love sucking you cock. I love swallowing your cum. I could do this every night for the rest of my life. I just wish we could really share this feeling with each other. If only there was a way I could let you suck my nipples and lick my pussy, but I just don’t know how to arrange it. I know this is wrong and we could get into a lot of trouble, but it feels so right.”

Michael wanted the same thing and was tempted to say something, but was afraid to open his mouth. He would have to tell her he had been awake the whole time. She may view that as a betrayal or as him taking unfair advantage of her. He loved his twin sister very much and didn’t want to do anything that would hurt her or embarrass her. He decided to let things play out as they have so far. Maybe the right opening would occur like it did with Mrs. Glover. Then maybe he could say something without destroying what they had at this moment. Madison slipped her t-shirt and panties back on, and then quietly made her way back to her own bedroom. Michael fell into a deep peaceful sleep.

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“…now the expiration date,” the operator asked? “Uh, 10-02,” Mark replied nervously, “what happens now?!?” “I will put you on hold for maybe a minute or two and then your “date” will come on the line,” the operator answered, “and thank your for using our service,” and before Mark could get in another word the operator was off the line only to be replaced by some elevator music! “What am I doing,” Mark muttered to himself, “good grief, have I lost my mind,” as he watched the second hand on his office wall sweeping towards the one minute mark! He was just about to hang up the phone when the music stopped abruptly and a smooth male voice asked melodiously, “And who am I on the line with, please?!?” “Uh, my name’s Mark,” he stammered?!? “Have you called before or is this your first time,” the voice asked gently?!? “It’s my first time,” he replied softly, “I’ve never done anything like this in my life!!!” “Well them we’re going to have to make it a memorable experience,” the voice replied, “and by the way my name is Jack!!!” Mark sucked in her breath, not quite sure what was to happen next, but thankfully Jack took over and asked, “So, Mark, is there something specific you had in mind, I mean that you’d like to talk about?!?” “Not really,” he replied, “what ever you want is fine with me!?!” “Oh my, you’re easy to satisfy,” he said with a little laugh, “but just to humor me, if we were going to bed together, what is the first thing you’d want me to do, or you to me for that matter?!?” Mark was now totally embarrassed and stammered, “Well I guess I’d like you to undress me, is that okay?!?” “Mark, I’m here to do your bidding,” he answered gently, “and if you want me to undress you that’s exactly what I’ll do, but first let me tell you what I look like and then you can tell me, okay!?!” “Uh, sure, that sounds good,” he replied, “I guess that we should at least know a little bit about each other, right!?!” “That’s exactly right, Mark,” he replied, “now I hope you weren’t hoping for a man with a small pecker, because whether you like it or not, I have eight and half inches of hard meat between my thighs, you aren’t disappointed are you?!”

Mark bursa eskort gasped softly as he pictured the monster standing at attention in his mind’s eye, and in a shaky voice he replied, “N-no, I’m glad you have a large penis!!!” “Oh, Mark,” he replied, “is that what you call it, a penis, come on now, what do you call it when your boyfriend is ramming your ass with his meat, I’ll bet it’s not penis!?!” “I guess not,” he replied a little embarrassed, “I usually call it a cock or dick!!!” “That’s better,” he answered quickly, “so you like big cocks, I’m glad cuz mine is hard as a rock, and oh by the way, I certainly hope you like to suck, because it’s my second favorite thing to do!!!” “Oh god,” he moaned, “w-what’s your first thing!?!” “Why fucking a nice tight asshole, that’s what ,” he replied a matter of factly, “you do like getting sucked don’t you, Mark, I mean I hope you like having your pecker licked and sucked hard!?!”

Mark’s seven inches of meat was now in the process of erecting itself big time as Jack asked him the most intimate of questions about his body and sexual likes and dislikes, and without even thinking about it, he pulled out his hot and began jerking it, while replying, “I-I love getting my cock sucked, do you really like doing that!?!” “You know I do,” he answered softly, “every man likes sucking a big dick, it’s just the nicest sensation, having a hot pecker in your mouth, and by the way, I have my pecker out of my shorts right now!!!” “Jesus, is it hard,” he asked with a groan?!? “It’s harder than a piece of steel,” he replied, “my head is absolutely huge, Mark, just waiting to be sucked, do you want to suck me, Mark, I mean do want to put my hard cock in your warm wet mouth!?!” “Oh yesssss,” he hissed, “let me suck it for you, oh my, it’s so big and hard, I just love sucking a really big man, they make me feel sooooo good!!!” “Ohhhhhhhh, Mark, you have such a nice mouth,” he moaned softly, “would you like to sixty nine, I want to suck you but I don’t want you to take your mouth off of me!?!”

Mark’s head was now spinning like a child’s top, and just the thought of having escort bursa his cock eaten by the man on the other end of the line was almost more than he could bear, but in a halting voice he answered, “O-oh yes, let’s do sixty nine, I want you to cum in my mouth when you’re sucking me off!!!” Jack sighed softly into the receiver and asked, “From the looks of the bulge in your pants you must have a huge dick inside there, am I right, Mark, are you hard for me!?!” “I’m really hard,” he gasped, “just like a fucking bone!!!” “Oh good,” he moaned, “are you out of your pants yet?!?” “Y-yes,” he panted, “I’ve got out of my pants over your face, I’m gonna let it down right into your mouth, ohhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyy!!!”

Both of them didn’t say anything for a minute or so as they furiously jerked their sex organs while trying to picture exactly what the other was doing, but it was Jack who spoke first as he observed, “My fucking god you’ve got and incredible prick, it’s so fucking puffed up, I’ve never seen one so full and ready to cum, you must have to masturbate a lot just to keep it under control!!!” “Oh, god I do,” he gasped as his fist flew over her hard shaft, “at least once a day and sometimes more, I just can’t help it, I always seem to be turned on, I just don’t know what’s wrong with me!!!” “There’s nothing wrong with you,” Jack replied gently, “you just happened to have been blessed with a very sensitive organ that requires a great deal of attention, in fact you should be proud of it, it’s a badge of honor!!! Then, as his orgasm built like a tidal wave deep inside of his groin as he asked softly, “Does it feel good having such a big cock, I mean is it hard a lot!?!” “Oh, Mark,” he sighed, “it’s hard all of the time, in fact I don’t even try to hide it anymore, if I’m wearing tight pants you can usually see the outline of my big boner running down the inside of my leg!!!” “Oh my god,” he gasped, “a-are you serious, y-you can just see it right there in your pants!?!” “What can I do,” he replied with a groan, “I mean I have to cum every couple of hours to keep it under control, and of course I can’t do that, so now I just figure if that’s the way it’s gonna be that’s just the way it’s gonna be!!!”

Sweat had by broken out on Mark’s forehead, and in a wavering voice he ask, “D-does anybody ever stare at it, I mean when you’re hard in your pants!?!” “Of course they do,” he replied, “the other day a middle aged man had what I think was and orgasm just by looking at my pecker while rubbing his thighs together, I swear I could see his whole body shudder when he got off!!!” “Oh my,” Mark groaned, “w-where did that happen, was there anyone else around!?!” “We were on the bus,” he replied, “he was just sitting there staring at it, I couldn’t move cuz it was so crowded, I was afraid he was gonna reach out and touch it!!!” “H-he should have,” he gasped, “I’ll bet he wanted to pull it out and suck it when he was having his cum!!!” “Maybe,” he replied, “he was licking his lips, do you think that’s what he wanted to do, I wasn’t sure!?!” “Oh fuck,” he moaned, “I’m really close now, just thinking about your huge pecker in my mouth, ohhhhhhh god, you taste so good!!!”

Mark’s head was now rolling back and forth on his shoulders while his hand literally blazed across his thick shaft and fat head, and with the image of Jack’s massive erection fixed firmly in his mind he gasped, “I’m fucking cumming all over my fucking hand, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck it that nice!!!” “I’m filling your mouth, baby,” Jack panted, “suck my sperm and cum like a whore, make that needy cock have a fucking hard one!!!” And that’s exactly what happened as his climactic tidal wave crashed into his dick and swept him away in and orgasm that threatened to give him a heart attack!!!

After a few moments of heavy breathing and panting Jack asked softly, “Are you okay, Mark, it sounds like you had a big one?!” “Oh jesus,” he replied barely above a whisper, “that was just incredible, I’m am totally wasted, I just hope I can get back to work now!!!” “Y-you’re at work,” he asked incredulously!?! “Didn’t I mention that,” he asked?!? “No, you didn’t,” he answered almost in awe, “you are one hot fucking stud, baby, if you call again make sure you ask for Jack, all right!?!” While straightening up his clothes he replied, “Don’t worry, next time I’ll jack off with Jack!!!”

THE END

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Jack’s Tale (Part I)

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Walking through the woods is often relaxing and most enjoyable for me. The rolling hills of the country near me give me much to appreciate. The wind blows softly, creating echoing sounds as it pushes through the large trees and bushes. The squirrels scurry about, oft times seeking nuts, running rapidly around me and up and down the surrounding trees. The varying sounds draw me into the magical world around me.

I try to go out on warm fall weekdays, when few others are about. Occasionally there may be one or more fellow hikers, but we respect each other’s privacy, passing quietly by each other. I walk slowly, and sometimes others overtake me. It was still early in the morning when I was last out, so I didn’t expect to see anyone.

I had walked for perhaps 30 or 45 minutes, as the sun got higher and higher in the sky. Gradually it warmed up. I heard something behind, but thought it was probably just another animal in the wild. Gradually, as I listened more intently, I could hear footsteps nearing me.

I then heard a soft voice saying: “Good morning, young man, how are you this beautiful day?” Now, I am 45 years old Rarely does anyone call me “young man”.

I turned and saw her looking at my face and smiling. She had graying hair, and perhaps was a little older than me. I smiled and said: “I’m happy to meet you ma’am ”.

She bursa eskort laughed, and said: “Would you like company or would you prefer to be left alone?”

I replied: “Pleasant company in these beautiful woods is always appreciated”.

We walked together for a few minutes in silence. She following my slow pace, also carefully observing all that was around her. I then stumbled and almost fell. She reached for me, steadying me as I said:

“I’m always clumsy, but that’s not the worst thing to be”.

She said: “If that’s the worst thing about you, I think that we can be friends”.

I reached for my water, and offered her a sip, which she gladly took. We faced each other and I looked more carefully at her. She wore a multi-colored, dark sweater with a gray vest over it. Her jeans were non-de*********** and her boots were sturdy and appropriate for our hike.

I looked most carefully at her face. She had on small, but stylish earrings and a beaded necklace that was very attractive. Her freckles were darkened from a deep summer tan that hadn’t gone away.

Her smile, though, was her most attractive feature. She looked incredibly relaxed and serene.

She spoke softly saying: “Tell me a little about yourself?”

I told her some of the basics. I shared that I am 45 years old, living by myself 40 minutes from the park entrance, escort bursa and that I work part-time, making enough money to give myself the time to relax and enjoy my life.

She interrupted me asking: “No, the facts are unimportant. I want you to share with me what matters to you. What is really important? Where is your spirit? Who or what owns your heart and soul?”

I was silent for a time, trying to think how to reply to these “heavy” questions. I don’t think of myself as being particularly deep. Her questions were fascinating though. I love to meet others who challenge me and really make me think.

Finally, I replied:

“I am a seeker of many truths. I have searched for many years, but finding my passion isn’t easy. I have friends, but things only go so far with them. They seem caught up in making a good living. They buy expensive things, take exotic trips, and spend so much time being “cool”.

I must have been hurt sometime in my past, but I don’t remember any trauma. I want to find a deeper peace in life”.

We were both silent for a good five to ten minutes before she said:

“I want us each to care deeply about the other. There are no guarantees, but I sense that you are the one that I want to share my heart with”.

She took my hands as we faced each other. We both smiled and appreciated the moment very deeply. We both knew that this was a significant moment, and we didn’t want to lose it.

We began breathing in rhythm with each other, slowly and deeply. We each knew that a soft kiss was coming soon, but there was no rush. First, we slowly moved together and had a warm, loving hug. It lasted a long time.

She then let go of me and took my right hand in both of her hands. She gently kissed it. I felt shivers go through me. The simple gesture felt really intense and meaningful.

I then moved my mouth towards hers. We closed our eyes and gently shared a soft kiss.

We savored the kiss. It was not sexual at all. It really felt intense.

After a few minutes we walked together hand-in-hand, slowly through the enveloping woods. It felt both intense and very relaxing. I knew that I trusted her implicitly, and that the feelings were mutual. I had no doubts.

We walked in silence. We both felt totally at ease. It was easy to take in both each other and the beautiful setting that we were in. There was no rush.

After perhaps another half hour of walking we stopped and kissed again. Again, there was both “nothing” to the kiss and the most incredible feeling of connection.

We continued walking another hour until we came back to the path’s beginning and end. We sat down on a bench. We looked deeply at each other and smiled. We both knew that there was much more to come. We hugged deeply and

(to be continued in Part II)

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