Neophyte

Author's note: This story includes explicit sexual content, involving descriptions of contact between an adult male and a girl below the age of consent. If you find this in any way offensive or distasteful, please read no further, and/or if it is illegal for you to read such material in your jurisdiction due to age or domicile, please read no further. The author does not condone or promote any illegal activity. This story is entirely a product of my imagination, no minors were involved in any way in its compilation, and the characters and actions portrayed are entirely fictitious. The characters in this story may not engage in safe sex, because, being fictitious, they don't need to. You, as a real person, do.

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Running. That was my first sight of her. Running for the bus I was on, heading home as I was after completing the last of my Christmas grocery shopping, two days before the 'big event'. The bus driver was obviously infused with a little seasonal generosity, because he waited for her. She panted her thanks as she boarded the vehicle, before audibly climbing the stairs to the top deck. That upper part of the bus was almost empty, apart from me, but, for whatever reason, she decided to sit directly opposite me, in the right hand seat at the front.

Why did I look at her? I couldn't tell you. Had she been a boy of the same age, I would certainly have looked, because my sexuality, for reasons I'd never been able to fathom, but couldn't deny, centred around my attraction to pubescent boys, but girls, for the most part, didn't interest me at all. And this girl wasn't really anything out of the ordinary, appearance wise, average height, longish dark hair, medium build, neither thin nor fat, some way beyond being a 'little girl', with her developing feminine curves, but still some distance from being a woman. I couldn't really tell how old she was, but my best guess was that she wasn't particularly close to being of 'legal age', maybe two years, possibly even a little more, short of that mark. But there must have been something, some hook, in her appearance, because I looked long enough for her to be aware of my scrutiny. She smirked a little. I turned away quickly, redirecting my gaze pointedly in the direction of the view from the window to my left. But not for long. Almost involuntarily, as the bus slowed towards its next stop, my attention was drawn back to the girl. Our eyes met. She giggled quietly, a little flush appearing on her cheekbones. My own face reddened in embarrassment, and I hastily looked away again.

The twenty minute bus trip seemed to take an eternity, as I tried, but failed, to avoid sneaking glances at the girl. She seemed to notice every single one, the little smirk/smile playing on her lips each time. Until the bus approached the town centre bus station, where I needed to change to another service for the last leg of my journey. I couldn't resist 'one last look', but, this time, the expression on the youngster's face was pensive, maybe even worried. Damn, I thought, I've freaked her out now, and, in response, quickly got up from my seat and headed down the stairs well before the bus came to its final standstill. As soon as the driver opened the exit doors I alighted, the first of the passengers to do so, and quickly walked away, towards the stop for my connecting service, making sure not to look back. I already knew, courtesy of the bus 'countdown' app I had on my phone, that I wouldn't have to wait long,and, indeed, within two or three minutes, I was heading out of the bus station once more on the service which stopped more or less literally outside the front door of my flat, hardly more than five minutes away. The journey was as brief as expected - I could actually walk from the town centre to the flat in no more than fifteen minutes, but it was all uphill, so the bus was always an attractive option! - and I was soon on the pavement, putting my shopping bags down briefly while I fumbled in my pocket for house keys. But then a voice shocked me almost into catatonia.

"Hello." After a hesitation which seemed like it lasted hours, but was, in reality, just a few seconds, I turned. It was the girl. I opened my mouth as if to speak, but no words would come. The same smirk I'd seen earlier returned to the youngster's face.

"I saw you watching me before. Do you....like me?"

My confusion was total. "I....I d....don't know. M....maybe. D....don't w....worry, though, I w....won't do any m....more than look," I managed to stammer.

The girl smiled sweetly. "I didn't mind you looking - actually, it was....sort of....what I wanted."

"W....what do you mean?"

The girl glanced down for a moment, but then lifted her head and looked me straight in the eye. "Let me come inside your place, and I'll tell you." Her voice was breathy, almost sultry. My head screamed at me to tell her to go away, but I heard my voice say 'OK'.

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Ten minutes later, after putting my shopping away almost in a trance, I walked into my living room. The girl was sitting, seemingly totally relaxed, on my sofa, as though it was the most natural place in the world for her to be. I sat in the armchair, hardly able to look in her direction.

"So?" I said, almost in a whisper. "Why did you follow me here?"

"Because....I don't want....to be a ....virgin anymore. I want you to....be my first. I want you to....fuck me."

All sorts of thoughts were sent roiling through my mind, all kinds of questions. But one forced its way to the forefront. "Why me?"

"Why not?"

"That isn't really an answer, and I suspect you know it. I also think you know I could get into all sorts of trouble, just by you being here, never mind anything more, so a proper explanation would be....courteous."

The girl grinned. "OK, I guess you're right! Well....what it is....my best friend and I talk about sex all the time." I must've looked surprised, because the girl elaborated. "What? Girls do, you know, as well as boys! And we do stuff, too, give each other lovely cums! Anyway, she did it, a few months ago, with a boy in our class, but she said it wasn't much good - he....cummed too quickly, and she hardly got any good feelings at all. But then, she did it again with her u....with someone....older, and she said it was a hundred times better, he was really gentle and loving and thoughtful, he made her cum over and over again. So I decided....I wanted my first time to be with someone....like that. And when I saw you looking at me on the bus, I thought you....fancied me, and I saw you weren't wearing a wedding ring, or anything, so I thought you might be....the one to....help me." I didn't know what to say, so said nothing. The girl picked up on my hesitancy. "I wouldn't tell, if that's what you're worried about - I know what you said about getting in trouble is true, and I wouldn't let that happen, I promise. I mean, I'd probably tell my best friend I'd done it, but not who with, or anything. So....do you wanna?"

Very good question, I thought. Did I want to? I hadn't had sex with anyone since my marriage broke up, almost four years earlier, and never with anyone as young as this girl, even if my fantasies were full of boys around her age. She looked into my eyes once more, questioningly. I swallowed nervously.

"M....maybe. Let me go and have a shower, and think about it for a few minutes."

"OK."

Fifteen minutes later, I made my way from the bathroom into my bedroom - to find the girl already there, laying on my bed. Naked. My mouth fell open, causing her to giggle.

"Like me?"

This time, there was no hesitancy in my answer. Her young body really was very attractive, feminine enough, her small breasts tipped with perkily erect, dark pink nipples, the gentle swell of her developing hips framing a pubic mound dusted with dark hair above slightly puffy labia, but otherwise almost boyish in appearance - which, obviously, made her all the more desirable for a boylover like me.

"Yes - you're a lovely looking young lady."

She stood up, and walked towards me.

"Come on, I'm really ready." She looked down at the front of my bathrobe, and the obviously growing bulge there. "And it looks like you are, too." She was the best part of a foot shorter than me, so that when she put her arms around me and drew us close, my erection pressed into her stomach. "I wanna see it! Feels big!" She made good her wish, untying the belt of the robe before moving the material aside. Her eyes widened. "It is big. Woooow!"

I wasn't, in all honesty, anything more than average for an adult, certainly in length, but my penis was quite thick, and, at that moment, as rigidly erect as it had been for many years. The girl reached out tentatively, taking me in hand.

"Wow, it's really hot and hard, too. And it's circ...." Her voiced tailed off, obviously suffering a vocabulary breakdown.

"Circumcised?"

"Yeah, that! I haven't seen one like that before. Well, actually, I've only seen a couple of....dicks before, boys I know from school, and they both had their skin. Did it hurt when you had it....cut off?"

"I couldn't tell you - I was only about eighteen months old at the time, so I don't remember it at all."

"Oh."

I gently removed her hand, taking it, and her other, in mine.

"Before we go any further, are you really sure about this? You know that if we do....make love, it's for ever. Once it's done, it can never be undone. Only one person can ever be your first, obviously."

The girl looked up at me, earnestly. "Yeah, I really am sure. Maybe I wasn't until what you just said, but I know now....that you really care. About me, I mean. It's not just about sex, like it was with my bestie and that boy. He just wanted to....fuck her. You want to....make love. And I know there's a big difference between the two." Her eyes still steadily on mine, she moved in close, kissing me gently, full on the lips. "Make love to me....please?"

Any resistance I might still have had melted away with that kiss, and her words. I released her hands, and guided her gently back to my bed. I shucked off the bathrobe, letting it fall to the floor, then knelt at the bedside, encouraging her to sit on the edge of the mattress, then lie back. My hands stroked the smooth skin of the girl's arms and shoulders, before I turned my attention to her breasts, each the size of half an orange. She shivered and sighed as my fingertips teased the sensitive nipples.

"Ooohhh, nice, that feels really nice!"

I smiled into her eyes, then leaned forward, taking first one, then the other, of her nubs into my mouth, suckling gently. The girl's sigh became a moan of pleasure. As I continued my oral ministrations, I slipped my hand down between her legs, cupping her pubis carefully. She was already wet, much more so than I would have expected, so I took advantage of her natural lubrication to allow a finger to slide into the cleft of her vulva, caressing her slowly, top to bottom, and back again, until she began to pant and squirm. I guessed she was quite close to orgasm, so I replaced my finger with my tongue, licking her sweetly delicious slit firmly but carefully, teasing her little clitoris from beneath its hood and taking it between my lips. That did the trick, as the girl shook involuntarily, letting out a soft squeal as her climax hit hard. I slipped my forefinger into the tight tunnel of her vagina, loving the feeling of the strong muscle contractions against my digit as her orgasm continued. After long seconds, she began to calm down, but I left my finger deeply inside her as I returned to kissing her nipples once more.

"That....was....amazing! I've never, ever cummed that much!" She thrust her hips against my finger, once, twice. "Put your....dick in there now, please!"

"I'm too close to cumming myself for that, you've really turned me on! How about you do me with your hand first, then we can play for a while, get me hard again, that way I should be able to last a lot longer inside you. I want to make it as good as I can for you."

"I'll....suck you, if you want, I've heard boys really like....blowjobs."

"Oh, yeah, that would be so hot!"

"Tell me before you....spunk, though, I want to watch it squirt! I've seen....pornos, but I've never seen a guy....cumming in real life". An embarrassed look crossed her face, before she spoke again, in a small voice. "A....and I don't really....want it in my mouth, anyway."

"Course, I'd never want you to do anything you're not happy with."

"Lay down, and teach me how to do it."

"There's not much to learn, really - just use your lips and tongue, be careful about your teeth, and do whatever you're comfortable with. Don't try and take all of it, you'll gag if you do, and that wouldn't be fun, for either of us."

"OK," she said, a little nervously. I laid in the middle of my double bed, spreading my legs so she could kneel between. As she lowered her head, her long hair flowed around my groin, making me shudder in pure excitement, before her tongue poked out, hesitantly, finally making the lightest of contacts with my precum anointed glans. Evidently reassured that I didn't taste nasty - I had just had a shower, after all - she proceeded more confidently, licking down the full length of my penis and back up again, swirling her tongue around the ridge of my corona, then opening her young mouth widely, taking my head and an inch or so of the throbbing shaft into the delightful warmth and wetness of her mouth. She bobbed her head, slowly at first, but then much more aggressively, keeping her tongue busy as she did so. I knew within seconds that I couldn't hold on, and warned her urgently.

"I'm almost there, take it out, quick!"

Her head pulled up abruptly, her small, soft hand taking the place of her mouth, masturbating me rapidly. I groaned, and burst into a huge orgasm, one of the strongest of my whole life. Her eyes were like saucers as she watched my first spurt of semen leap almost a foot into the air, but, to her credit, she didn't let go, milking a mind-melting degree of pleasure, as well as three or four more, albeit rapidly diminishing, bursts of ejaculate from my heaving body. I didn't want it to end, but the usual sensitivity soon kicked in, and I had to pull away, gasping.

"Wow!" we said, almost in unison, causing the girl to break into fits of giggles.

"That was awesome!" she gushed. "Is it always like that?"

"No way, that was one of the biggest ones I've ever had! You sure you haven't done this before?!"

More giggles, and a deep blush. "Noooo, that was the first time I've even touched a dick!"

"Well, you were fantastic! Thank you, so much."

I drew her face down towards mine, and we kissed again, tenderly, before I rolled out from under her to find a towel to clean us both up a little. My erection had wilted rapidly, and the girl looked at it with disappointment.

"Don't worry, I'll only need a little rest, and maybe a bit of help from you, and I'll be good to go again. Let's cuddle and touch, and you'll see!"

Over the following twenty minutes or so, we explored each others bodies with fingers, lips and tongues, the girl enjoying two more panting, shivery orgasms, in between which she watched with utter fascination as my penis once more rose to full, powerful erection. As I moved to kneel in front of her, she instinctively pulled her legs up, spreading her thighs as wide as she comfortably could, looking all the while into my eyes.

"Is it time?" I asked her gently.

"Yeah. Do it to me."

"With you, for you, but definitely not to you. This is as much, more, for you than it is for me. That's the way I want it to be, I want your first time to be one you'll always remember, in a good way."

"Do it with me, then. Right now!"

I nodded, leaning down to kiss her once more, while I slipped one, then, for the first time, two fingers into her drenched channel. With my free hand, I opened the top drawer of my bedside cabinet, and pulled out something I never thought I'd use - a pack of condoms.

"You don't need one of those. I'm on the pill, 'cause I have really bad, painful periods if I don't take it. A....and I want to feel you, not some bit of plastic."

"If you're sure?" The girl nodded decisively.

"Put it in. Put your dick in me."

I needed no more encouragement. I guided my raging erection to her threshold, sliding up and down her inner lips a couple of times before positioning the head against the tiny looking opening to her vagina. I pushed forward gently but insistently, feeling the tight muscle begin to give way. At that moment, the girl pushed her hips up towards me, and the glans and two inches of shaft were suddenly inside her. She whimpered, trembling.

"Are you alright? Do you want me to take it out?"

"No way! Put it all in, I mean it!"

I eased forward, slowly, carefully, until my whole length was gripped, so tightly, by her delicious wetness.

"Is that all of it?"

"Yeah, I'm all the way inside you. Is it OK?"

"It feels....like....I don't know what. Full. Big. W....wonderful!"

I withdrew an inch or two, then pushed forward again, before slowly repeating the dose. The girl gasped once more.

"So good, do it more, do it faster!"

I quickened my pace a little, to around one thrust a second. The girl began to move in time with my rhythm, her eyes open but unfocused, her mouth smiling faintly, distantly. Then, out of nowhere, she squealed once more.

"Ooohhh, oh God! Cumming! Cumming right up deep inside! Ooohhh!"

Her rhythm was washed away by the intensity of feeling, but mine wasn't, and I knew I was nowhere near my orgasm yet. I kept pumping away, and, almost as soon as her first climax had ebbed away, she hit a second peak, moaning and shivering. On and on our lovemaking went, the girl beginning to positively buck her hips to meet my thrusts, her passion finally bringing me to the edge.

"Oh my God, again! You're making me cum again!"

As I felt her muscles contracting once more, I gave one last deep thrust, and cummed like I never had before, ever in my life. My penis must have spasmed fifteen times, the pleasure almost indescribable. I was on the verge of collapse, but with my last vestige of strength, I managed to lift her bodily from the bed and roll us over, so that it was her light frame that flopped, exhausted, onto my much heavier one. My erection, gripped as it was in her liquid embrace, subsided much more slowly this time, but subside it eventually did, and I slipped out of her, causing her to moan against my shoulder.

"Awwww, it felt so nice, you staying inside me! I wanna do it again!"

I laughed, and kissed the top of her head. "You might have a long wait for that! I'm not a young boy anymore, you've worn me out completely! And anyway, we don't want to make you sore, that might be pretty hard to explain to your parents."

She looked up at me, pouting. "It's only my mum, and she won't care. She'll probably be out tonight, doing it herself!"

I stroked her hair gently. "Let's just snuggle for a while, eh? That's one of the best parts of making love, as opposed to just fucking, as far as I'm concerned. Being warm and close afterwards."

I held her close, caressing her back and buttocks gently, in affection rather than desire. She sighed and smiled, kissing my neck. It wasn't long before we'd both dozed off.

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We'd woken after an hour or so, and had just had a shower apiece when the girl's mobile rang. It was pretty much a one-sided conversation, the girl's side being restricted to occasional monosyllables, 'yeah', 'no' and 'Bye'.

"I've got to go," she said with regret in her eyes. "My mum's got off work early, and wants us to go out for tea. C....can I see you again, sometime?"

"If you want, but only if you can come round without anyone else knowing. I'm sorry to ask you to keep secrets, but you know why."

"Yeah, it's the same with my bestie, and her....friend. Like I said, I don't want you to get in trouble."

"Thanks. You have a good Christmas, and I'll maybe see you again soon."

"Hope so. It's been brilliant!"

I walked down the stairs to let her out. Just as I was about to open the door, she flung her arms around my neck, kissing me enthusiastically.

"See ya!"

"Bye."

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I didn't, in all honesty, expect to see her again. She'd got what she'd set out to get, and all I could hope was that she'd enjoyed her first time - and that she wouldn't change her mind about what had happened, and tell her mother, or the police.

It was Boxing Day afternoon, and I was just debating whether to venture to my local for a beer or three after my solitary Christmas. Then my doorbell rang. I looked nervously through my living room window, expecting to see an officer of the law, but could actually see no-one at all. The bell sounded again. I picked up my keys, walking slowly down the steep flight of stairs, unlocked and opened the door - and gasped.

"Hiya!" the girl said brightly. "This is my best friend, she....wants to....meet you!"

I grinned fit to bust. "Come in, ladies!"

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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Plaint

For J
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Sometimes it begins with a trivial decision
Like taking a pullover from my wardrobe
And then remembering the first day I wore it
An avalanche of recollections and emotions
Sent sweeping down the mountain of regret
To collect as the scree born of all the mistakes I've made
I wonder how are you, who are you now, two years on?
Ten and a half, on the threshold of a new phase of your life
Childhood's end so close it can almost be tasted
The only anchor between the past and the future
Your pale blue eyes, pools of calm in a roiling world
If I'd known, when I hugged you goodbye that night
That the implosion was so close, that I'd never see you again
What would I, what could I have said as a valediction?
Which words, if any, might your eight year old self have heard
That could have been of value to the potential you
The you that you've become and the you that's yet to be?
I like to think I could have helped you, given you something
Otherwise lacking, encouraged your strengths, salved the pain
Of your being in a different place from those around you
Different like I was different, in my turn, with but not of them
Their not wishing to harm you, but knowing no better
Sucking you into the lowest common denominator quicksands
Their imaginations could never escape from
Even if they had forever to make the attempt
But my concern for you was irremediably tainted
Even as it was born, when, at the foot of your stairs
As you reached out in chaste affection, and hugged my neck
My body betrayed what my consciousness denied
That instantaneous reaction, hidden from your innocence
But as unequivocal as any death knell
Forever condemning me, in my own mind, if nowhere else
To inhabit the deepest pit of darkest self-loathing
And rendering the interrupted cadence of our parting
The only appropriate outcome
You'll never read this, in any foreseeable circumstance
But if you do, I have but one thing to say
Be happy, but, above all else, be yourself

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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Pretence

I've just seen the lost boy
Looking back at me from the dark glass
Of the window of a closed shop
Seen his eyes, at once haunted and lifeless
Betraying the torment within
So tired of hiding, so sick of pretending
No longer able to convince himself
That his life is anything but unbearable

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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Afterparty

Author's note: This story includes explicit sexual content, involving descriptions of contact between boys, and between girls and boys, below the age of consent. If you find this in any way offensive or distasteful, please read no further, and/or if it is illegal for you to read such material in your jurisdiction due to age or domicile, please read no further. The author does not condone or promote any illegal activity. This story is entirely a product of my imagination, no minors were involved in any way in its compilation, and the characters and actions portrayed are entirely fictitious. The characters in this story may not engage in safe sex, because, being fictitious, they don't need to. You, as a real person, do.

Chapter 3 of the 'Cassie and Robin' series, introducing some new friends. As ever, please remember that this is all complete fiction. SB

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"Guess what, Cassie?!" Amber said excitedly as she caught up with her best friend on the way into school, one morning just before the start of the long summer holiday.

"What?"

"Michaela's coming over on holiday next month! I haven't seen her for ages!" Cassie knew that Amber had really missed her cousin, a year older than Cassie and her best friend, after she and her family had moved to Canada, her mother's home country, eighteen months or so earlier. "And even though my birthday's not until after we go back to school, Mum said that I can have my party early, while Micki's here. We're going to have a bouncy castle, and a big barbecue, and everything! And she's even said we can have a sleepover after! It'll be great!"

"Yeah, that sounds like it's going to be so fun!" A thought occurred to Cassie. "Is Michaela coming to visit on her own?"

"Oh no, all her family will be here." Amber's face fell. "Even Brodie. I suppose he'll have to come to my party, worse luck. I wasn't going to invite any boys, but now I'm going to end up with the worst pest in the world!"

Cassie giggled. Brodie, Michaela's nine year old brother, was certainly, from what Cassie remembered of him at seven and a half, a borderline hyperactive little thing, always full of energy from morning until night, into everything. Exhausting, but fun, in Cassie's view, but she knew Amber didn't like him at all.

"It's not funny, Cassie," Amber pouted, "he's a nightmare!"

"Sorry, Amber. Maybe he's grown up a bit. He'll be alright, I bet."

"Not from what Micki said when she e-mailed me to tell me they were coming over. He's the same as ever, she told me." Cassie had a thought.

"Why don't you invite Robin, then. He could look after Brodie, help to wear him out!"

Amber grinned. "That's a great idea, Cassie!" The girl blushed, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I....I really like Robin, too, after....what happened. I mean, I....I liked him before, but now....well, you know, don't you?!"

Cassie nodded, her own cheeks colouring almost as much as Amber's. The siblings hadn't found the privacy, since 'Den Day', some five or six weeks earlier, to go nearly as far as Cassie would've liked to further their sexual relationship, but the girl knew she wanted to, badly, and she knew Robin did, too. All they'd managed, though, was to kiss and cuddle, share a few furtive caresses, only once to the point of climax, and whisper about how great that night of mutual discovery had been. Robin had told her about some new stuff too, things he'd learned about during another sleepover with Charlie and his older brother, Lucas. What Robin had told her sounded really good. She could hardly wait, and couldn't help but hope that Amber's party might just provide that opportunity.

"Maybe Charlie Newton could come, too, Amber, you know, Robin's best friend, then if Robin gets worn out, there'll be another boy to keep Brodie busy! And there's something else, too," Cassie added, a little mysteriously.

"What?" Amber replied.

"Charlie....really likes you," Cassie whispered. Amber blushed furiously once more. She'd looked, more than once, at the handsome fair-haired boy, Robin's almost inseparable companion, and very much liked what she'd seen.

"Y....you're joking, aren't you? Charlie w....wouldn't be....interested in me."

"He would. Trust me."

"H....how do you know?"

Robin had told his sister, of course, about his plan to invite Charlie if Amber ever had another sleepover at their house, but Cassie kept the secret.

"I just know, OK? You know I wouldn't lie to you, you're my bestie, but I promised I wouldn't say who told me, so please don't ask."

Amber pondered what her friend had said. Maybe a couple of boys wouldn't be so bad, after all. And Charlie really was cute, nearly as cute as Robin, and if Cassie was right, and he was interested, Amber certainly wouldn't mind having him as her boyfriend. As long as her mum didn't find out!

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The 'Great British Summer', typically, had very much had its ups and downs weather-wise, but the last week of July had proven to be dry, sunny and very warm, including the Saturday afternoon as the guests for Amber's early birthday party gathered at the local community centre where the celebration was to be held, Amber's mother having decided that their garden was too small to accommodate the bouncy castle and a bevy of boisterous youngsters. Cassie, Robin and Charlie arrived together, having walked the short distance from the siblings' home, and were just in the process of handing Amber her cards and presents when Robin staggered and almost fell, as a veritable whirlwind of energy crashed into his back.

"Robin! You're here! Amber said you were coming to the party!"

Robin, having just about regained his balance, literally and figuratively, looked down and around, to find a beaming face, topped with a shock of tousled light brown hair, at just about the level of his shoulder.

"Brodie, hi! Great to see you!" Robin had met Brodie a number of times before his family's emigration, and, like Cassie, he'd found the little dynamo fun to be around, if almost impossible to keep up with at times.

"It's great to see you, too! Come and play, there's a bouncy castle, and everything!"

"In a sec, I'll just give Amber her present first, OK?"

"Alright," Brodie chirped, "come and find me at the castle, 'K?"

The youngster ran off again at full tilt, causing a couple of the adults to have to take evasive action. Amber sighed meaningfully, raising her eyebrows in cartoonish exasperation. Cassie giggled as surreptitiously as she could.

"He is still a nightmare, I told you he would be!" Amber groaned.

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By the time the party began to wind down towards late afternoon, Robin was starting to wilt. It was a hot day, but Brodie only seemed to have one setting, flat out, heat or no heat! Robin flopped down onto the grass beside his best friend, having thirstily drained a large cold drink.

"You're looking cool enough. It's your turn to go on the bouncy castle with Brodie, I mean it!"

Charlie laughed. "Is he still going, then?"

"Nonstop! I thought he'd get tired eventually, but not a chance! He's worn me out, that's for sure! How have things gone with Amber, by the way?"

Charlie flushed a little. "Y....yeah, OK. You were right, she is fun, once you get to know her."

"You asked her out yet?"

"We....sort of talked about it, but her mum won't let her go anywhere, even with Cassie or Micki, so there's no chance she'd let Amber go out with me. I....I do....like her, though, and I think she likes me. I....did kind of wonder....if I might be....gay, after, you know....doing stuff with you and Luc, but I think I'm going to be like Luc, and do both, you know, with girls and boys."

"Well, I'm just the same - we've done stuff, and I've....done it with girls, and I like both, too. It all feels great, so who cares?"

"Yeah, you're right....hey, wait, what girls?!" Robin blanched, but before Charlie could pursue the matter, a little saviour galloped to the rescue.

"Come on, Robin, we've only got another ten minutes to go on the bouncy castle!"

"I'm too tired, B, Charlie will come with you instead, though, won't you, Charlie?" Robin's best friend nodded amiably enough to Brodie, but gave Robin a look that said 'You won't get out of it that easily' as he turned to leave.

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"Hey, guess what, Robin?" Brodie said as the 'overnight guests', Cassie, Robin and another schoolfriend of the girls' called Grace, as well as Brodie and Michaela, arrived at Amber's home.

"What?"

"We're sleeping in a tent in the garden tonight, come and see!"

The younger boy grabbed Robin's hand, dragging him almost bodily through the back door. There, already pitched under a tree near the back fence, was a reasonably sized two-man tent, certainly more than ample for an 11 and a 9 year old to share.

"Come and look inside, Robin."

It was a bit like 'Den Day' again, Robin thought, thick foam camping mattresses, sleeping bags and blankets, plus a battery lamp hanging from the tent's apex.

"Cool, isn't it?" Brodie bubbled. "This was our camping stuff, before we moved, and my dad's friend who he gave it to let us borrow it back for the weekend. Aunty Margaret said there wasn't enough room for everyone in the house, because my mum and dad are in the spare room, and Micki and your sister and that other girl are in Amber's room."

"Yeah, it's great," Robin agreed. "Those foam beds look really comfy."

"They are!" Brodie flung himself on the nearest mattress, almost hard enough to bounce straight off the other side!

"Whoa, B, don't knock the tent down!"

Brodie giggled furiously. Robin couldn't help but join in the laughter - the little guy was certainly a scamp, but he was great fun, too. Should be a good night, the older boy thought to himself.

****

It was still light when Brodie and Robin made their way out to their overnight accommodation. It was quite a bit earlier than Robin had expected to be occupying the tent, especially given that Brodie showed no signs whatsoever of being tired yet, but that, maybe, was the issue - the adults, especially Amber's mother, found Brodie even more exhausting company than Amber did, and this was an ideal opportunity to get some peace and quiet. There were a few snacks, and some bottles of water, but nothing sugary - no-one wanted to give the 'human tornado', as Robin had begun to think of his young friend, any more energy than he already had! As the light began to fade, though, Brodie did begin to calm down a little, and, at length, turned to Robin with a questioning glance.

"Is it time to get changed for bed now, Robin?"

"Yeah, if you're ready, B, go for it."

Brodie reached for a little backpack he'd dropped beside his bed, taking out a pair of pyjamas. Robin had already changed into pyjama shorts and a tee-shirt in the bathroom of the house, leaving the little overnight bag he was sharing with Cassie in the girl's possession. As Brodie shucked off his own shorts, he began to wiggle his underwear clad bottom at Robin, his trademark giggle filling the tent.

"I'm a stripper, look at me!"

Robin chuckled at Brodie's antics, all the more so when the younger boy, still with his back to Robin, pulled his shirt off, whirling it around his head before allowing it to fly off into the corner.

"You're nuts, B!" Robin laughed.

"No, these are nuts!" Brodie yelled, before, quick as a flash, spinning around to face the older boy, his briefs pulled down to mid-thigh, gyrating his hips furiously. Robin gasped as not only Brodie's tight little scrotum came into view, but an absolutely vertical five or six centimetre erection. Sensing where Robin's attention lay, Brodie laughed delightedly.

"Like my stiffie, Robin?!" Robin licked his lips nervously, but said nothing. "Watch, I can make it pop out!" Brodie duly did, two or three times, the little foreskin sliding back and forth much more easily than Robin's own. "Feels great when you make it move like that! Does your wiener do that, too, Robin?"

"Y....yeah, it does. But my skin is kind of....tighter than yours, I have to be careful when I move it, it can hurt if I do it too quickly."

"Have you got a stiffie, too? I wanna see, show me!"

Robin's penis had, indeed, sprung almost instantly into a full erection at the sight of the younger boy's near-nakedness, at the unashamed display of his prepubescent body.

"You have got a stiffie, I can see it in your shorts! Come on, Robin, please, let me see!"

"I....I don't know, Brodie. If anyone finds out, I'll get in trouble, I'm supposed to be looking after you."

"No-one will find out -  me and my cousin Evan, he's 8, back at home, we show each other our stiffies all the time." Brodie's voice dropped to a near whisper. "A....and I show Micki, too, when she wants, she likes watching it....go hard, so I....let her see, even....touch it. Go on, Rob," - Brodie used the diminutive of his friend's name for the first time - "I won't tell, ever, I promise!"

"A....alright." Robin eased his clothing down to his knees, while Brodie watched avidly, before the younger boy gasped, his eyes like saucers.

"Woooow! T....that's....so big, Rob! That's the biggest one I've ever seen! Will mine get that big?!"

"I....I don't know, B, mine's big for my age, I think." Robin looked once more at Brodie's still naked and aroused genitals. "Yours looks....really nice, though, I love the way it points straight up, I haven't seen one like that before."

Brodie grinned happily. "Have you seen....lots of wieners, then, Rob?"

"N....not really, only...about three, I guess."

"I've seen a few, but most of them are my buddies', you know, my age, so they're all little like me." Brodie hesitated for a moment or two, before speaking quietly once more. "W....we sometimes....touch each other, too, specially me and Evan. It feels really good. Have you done that, Rob?" Robin nodded, slowly, slightly. "D....do you....want to do it....with me, now?"

"I....if you want, B, if you're....sure."

Brodie giggled once more, a sound Robin was coming to love. "Oh yeah, it'll be great!" The boy kicked his little briefs off over his feet and onto the floor, before wrapping his smooth, warm body around his older friend. "Take your stuff off, too, Rob. I love cuddling all bare with Evan, when we have sleepovers."

Robin, had he thought too deeply about Brodie's proposition, might have come up with all sorts of reasons why he and the younger boy shouldn't 'play' together, but while his body wasn't yet awash with the hormones of puberty, he wasn't far short of that point, and he was also a boy who'd learned, over the previous few months, how good being sexy with others could feel, so there was never any real prospect of his refusing Brodie's invitation. Within seconds, the two boys were naked on one of the foam beds, almost nose to nose, studying each other's young bodies closely. Brodie looked, just for a moment, into Robin's eyes, before tentatively reaching out and taking his friend's throbbing length into his small hand, squeezing gently as if to gauge its hardness. Robin couldn't resist reciprocating, gripping Brodie's little spike between his thumb and one finger before beginning to stroke softly.

"Ooohhh Rob, nice, feels so nice!"

Robin continued to work the younger boy's foreskin back and forth, Brodie's breathing soon becoming shallower, then more irregular.

"Rob, what's happening?! My wiener's feeling....really tickly!" Brodie's eyes went wide in alarm. "S....stop, Rob, I....I'm gonna....pee if you don't!"

Robin was pretty certain that Brodie wasn't going to pee, he knew what was going to happen instead, and stroked a little more firmly and a lot more quickly. Brodie's eyes squeezed shut, before a little whimper escaped his lips. Robin felt the little penis grow harder still beneath his fingertips, then launch into a series of small, firm, rapid spasms. Brodie squealed and squirmed as feelings he'd never experienced before raced through his body for long seconds. It became too much for the youngster, though, and he pulled away from the hand that had worked such magic, rolling into an almost foetal position, his knees drawn up close to his chest. Within a few seconds, though, he turned back towards Robin.

"Wow, wow, wow!! What was that!! It's never felt like that before!"

Robin grinned. "You've never had that feeling before?"

"Nuh-uh. I mean, my wiener's got kind of a bit tickly, so I've stopped. Wait till I get home, Evan's going to get a real surprise!"

Robin explained to Brodie, in simple terms, what it was that had happened, and what it was called. Brodie nodded.

"I've heard older guys at school talk about 'cumming', but I never knew what they meant. I sure do now!" Brodie looked serious, almost pensive, for a moment or two. "W....will you get that great feeling, too, i....if I rub your weiner?" Robin nodded. "C...can I try, please?"

"Course you can, if you want to. Just be careful with my skin, like I said, though."

Brodie grinned anew, before moving to sit astride Robin's upper thighs and beginning a purposeful rhythmic up and down motion.

"Wow, I love yours, Rob, it's soooo long, and so hard, too! Does it feel good?"

"Really good, B, keep doing it just like that."

"Tell me when you're gonna get your cumming feelings."

"OK - it won't be long, it's feeling great already!"

And, true to his word, in no more than a couple of minutes, Robin was gasping out his warning to the youngster, who took his cue like a professional, speeding up his stroke and bringing Robin to a strong climax.

"That was soooo cool, Rob, feeling your wiener jump like that. Was that what mine felt like to you?"

Robin paused a few seconds, to get his breath back. "Yeah, it's really fun feeling those jumps. It's fun to do it to yourself, too, but it's always a bit better when somebody else helps you."

"I'll see if Micki will do it to me sometime - it always feels good when she touches me, but I don't know if she's heard of cumming."

"Oh, she probably has - girls talk about sex stuff, too, you know, and do it, as well."

****

Little did Robin know, but the four girls sharing Amber's bedroom, Amber and Michaela on Amber's bed, Cassie and Grace sharing an air mattress alongside, had talked about little else since they had gone upstairs a few minutes after Robin and Brodie had headed for the tent. Grace was the most innocent of the group, but it wasn't long before her education was under way, Cassie and Michaela initiating a little 'show and tell' session which ended with Grace moaning and shivering her way through her first ever orgasm, only minutes after Brodie had enjoyed the same experience. One by one, the girls dozed off, until only Cassie remained awake. She laid listening to the adults saying their goodnights, and after a few moments of flushing toilets and water running in sinks, bedroom doors were closed and the house fell silent. Cassie felt her eyelids beginning to droop, but forced herself to remain alert. There was a plan afoot, and the girl had no intention of allowing sleep to interfere with it.

Outside in the garden, Robin was desperately fighting off sleep, too. In the aftermath of their mutual masturbation, fatigue had finally caught up with Brodie, he was audibly and deeply asleep. Robin crept, as quietly as he could, to the entrance of the tent. The mild night air was enough to sweep the cobwebs of tiredness from his eyes, as he looked cautiously towards the darkened house. No sign of life, except....yes, there she was, carefully opening and then reclosing the patio door that had been left unlocked in case the boys needed anything from indoors during the night. Robin smiled broadly, before whispering urgently.

"Quick, Cass, he's out cold. Let's get in the tent before anyone sees us!"

The siblings quickly slipped inside, and, after checking that Brodie was, indeed, still sleeping soundly, wrapped each other up in the warmest of embraces, kissing softly.

"At last, Robbie," Cassie breathed, "it's been so long since 'Den Day'!"

"I know, Cass! We've got to be really careful still, though, if Brodie wakes up, anything could happen! Come and lay down under the blanket with me."

Cassie nodded, brother and sister slipping into the woolly cocoon. As had been the case with Brodie earlier, Robin moved his face close to Cassie's, but this time, lips met, softly, sensuously, before parting to allow the tips of two tongues to come together in a gentle dance of love.

After long seconds of contact, Cassie drew back, sighing.

"Robbie, it's so lovely when we kiss like that. It makes me tingle, all over!"

"I know, Cass, it makes me feel the same." Robin paused for a few seconds. "Cass....you know I told you I learned that new stuff when I had the sleepover with Charlie and Luc?" The girl nodded in the dim light. "Well....do you want to try? You know....licking each other, I mean"."

"I....I don't know....doesn't it taste....yucky?"

"Not if you're....clean down there. Luc and Charlie and I, we....we licked and sucked each others' dicks. And it felt awesome! I liked doing it with Luc, specially, 'cos he squirted.... his sperms in my mouth."

"Ewww!"

"No, Cass, it tasted fine, a bit salty but sort of sweet, too. There isn't that much, anyway, only like a small spoonful, it's not the same as peeing, when you do loads. Luc told me that....girls can get really good feelings by having their....pussies kissed and licked, too, especially when you do it to that 'bump' thing. Lucas said it's called the clitoris, or clit for short. Girls can do it....to each other, too, to get their....cumming feelings."

The siblings looked into each others' faces, both flushed with their desire.

"S....so....do you want to....try it, Cass? I'll do it for you, you don't have to do it back, if you don't want to."

"O....OK, Robbie."

"Lay down on your back, Cass, in the middle, here."

Robin gently guided his sister into the position he wanted, before sliding her pyjama bottoms and panties down her boyish thighs, then lower and off. He looked hungrily at her hairless genitals, before lowering his head slowly, carefully. The mild scent of her girlish arousal filled his nostrils, his already insanely hard erection throbbing in pheromonal response. Finally, almost in slow motion, his lips touched her skin, and he kissed her vulva firmly. The girl shivered at the new sensation, then gasped as Robin gently parted her outer lips with his fingers before taking a long, slow lick along the full length of her rapidly dampening slit, then another, and another. After a few strokes, he began to concentrate on her most sensitive place, using just the tip of his tongue to stimulate the little bud, rapidly bringing his sister to a shuddering peak, Cassie gritting her teeth to avoid crying out in her joy.

"Ooohhh woooow, Robbie, that was soooo good!"

The boy grinned broadly, before moving back up and kissing Cassie on the lips, the girl tasting her own juices for the first time, and finding the taste far from unpleasant.

"Your turn now, Robbie, lie down!"

The siblings' positions were quickly reversed, Robin's shorts joining Cassie's nightwear on the mattress beside them. The girl held her brother's penis tenderly between her fingers, gazing at the rigid shaft she was coming to know so well for long seconds, before leaning forward and tentatively running her tongue across the sensitive flesh. Robin moaned lowly as a surge of good feelings washed through his body. After a few strokes, Cassie opened her mouth and carefully took the boy's glans between her lips. She realised instinctively that she needed to be careful about her teeth, keeping them covered as she moved her head slightly, slowly. Cassie then used her tongue to tickle the tip of Robin's foreskin, causing the boy to catch his breath and writhe at the rapidly rising pleasure, his hips beginning to move, outside his conscious control. Already stimulated to an almost mind-mangling degree, all that was required was the application of a tiny amount of suction from the girl before Robin simply erupted into a massive orgasm, Cassie feeling the member in her mouth buck and throb, again and again. The boy whimpered at the almost unbearable sensations, finally having to withdraw with a huge gasp, unable to take any more. He slumped back onto the mattress, reaching up to his sister with open arms and pulling her down on top of him, their half-naked bodies melting together. The siblings kissed passionately, their lips parting once more, tasting each other for long minutes. They rolled over, Cassie loving the feeling of Robin's sturdy body covering her own. The boy felt his sister's wetness against his genitals, and, within moments, his penis was fully, strainingly erect once more. He allowed his hand to slide down between his body and the girl's, gently running his finger along her slippery vulva, then dipping inside to gently pet her clitoris.

"Oh Cass, I want you so much!"

"And I want you just as much, Robbie! Can we....do it, now, please, I can't wait any longer!"

"Oh yeah! But we'd better stay under the covers, though, just in case Brodie wakes up - we can pretend we're just having a cuddle, then."

"O....OK. Oh, Robbie, I'm ready, really ready, put your....lovely dick inside me, right now, please!"

"Help me, Cass, put it in the right place, so I don't hurt you, please."

Cassie reached down and guided Robin's erection, the hardest he could ever remember, purposefully towards its target.

"There, Robbie, push now!"

Robin eased his hips forward, his glans and then the whole shaft sinking smoothly into the girl's core. Both siblings gasped at the delicious feelings.

"Oh Cass, you're so warm and wet! It feels soooo wonderful!"

"And you're so long and hard, Robbie, I've missed this so much! F....fuck me, fuck me till I cum!"

Robin was shocked at his sister's language, just for a moment, but he could easily understand the passion, the same passion he felt for her, that had engendered her words. He began to thrust, slowly but firmly, withdrawing until only his glans remained inside Cassie's gripping tunnel of flesh, then pushing back inside, as deeply as he could, until their hairless pubic mounds came together. Then another withdrawal, another penetration, then another and another. Cassie began to pant in time with Robin's strokes, and push her hips up to meet his downward pressure.

"Fucking you, Cass, fucking you! My darling, it feels so good, better than ever!"

Robin had expected to climax very quickly, but, for some reason he couldn't fathom, he found himself on a plateau of pleasure, every movement sending streamers of joy out from his pistoning penis and through to the rest of his body, but not taking him to the point of no return. Cassie, though, began to shake uncontrollably as orgasm ripped through her slender frame, little unconscious yelps and whimpers of sheer bliss escaping her lips. Robin didn't miss a beat, though, pumping away as though he might never stop, but, suddenly, the dam broke, just as Cassie climaxed for a second time, the boy groaning deeply into his sister's ear as a huge orgasm sent shockwaves from his head to his toes. As ever, though, the ecstasy was over far too soon, Robin's body coming to rest, his still fully erect penis remaining inside his sister's body for long minutes, until the girl finally fidgeted a little, a clear sign that it was time to leave her sweet, moist sanctuary and return to the mundanity of the 'real world'.

"That was....just amazing, Robbie," Cassie sighed.

"I....I know, Cass, you felt so fantastic, thank you so, so much. I never want to be with anyone but you, ever. I....I mean, I know you're my sister, and we can't ever get married, or anything, but I'll never meet anyone better, I just know it!"

"Ssshhh, Robbie, we don't need to think about those things, not for a long time. Let's just enjoy what we have now."

Robin kissed his sister gently. "You're right, Cass, I'm so lucky to have you, as a sister, and as....my love."

"And I'm lucky to have you, too, you're the best brother anyone ever had! I love you so much."

At that moment, Brodie muttered in his sleep and turned over, causing a moment of alarm for the siblings. Robin softly called the younger boy's name, though, without any kind of response. Cassie let out her pent breath.

"You'd better get back, Cass - I wish you could stay all night, but it's too risky."

"I know, Robbie. Just give me one more kiss, though, before I have to go."

One kiss became a series, lasting for more than a minute, but then Brodie stirred again, underlining to the boy and girl the need to part, for the moment, at least.

"See you in the morning, Cass. I love you."

"Love you too, Robbie. Sweet dreams!"

They kissed one last time, then the girl was gone. Robin felt tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, but the feeling was short-lived. Almost as soon as his head touched the pillow, he was fast asleep.

****

Cassie had slipped back into the house as quietly as she could, carefully making her way back to Amber's room through the darkness. She felt like she was glowing, especially between her legs, after the beautiful lovemaking she'd enjoyed with her beloved brother, and couldn't help but smile goofily as she silently opened Amber's bedroom door....and almost walked straight into Michaela. Cassie squeaked in alarm.

"S....sorry, Micki! I....didn't think anyone....would be awake," Cassie whispered.

Michaela looked at the younger girl a little oddly. "Where have you been, Cassie? I've just been to the loo, and you weren't there."

"I....I needed....a d....drink." Cassie stuttered, not sounding convincing even to herself. Michaela took half a step towards Cassie, then stopped, a big grin suddenly appearing on her face as she recognised an aroma she was beginning to become familiar with through her own explorations, in her bed at night.

"You smell like....sex! Where have you really been?"

Cassie said nothing, but her lips began to tremble, and Michaela saw, in the dim light, the reflection of the tears that had begun to trickle from the corners of Cassie's eyes. She took Cassie's hand in her own.

"Hey, don't cry, Cassie," Michaela whispered. "Come downstairs, and we can talk about it, if you want."

She knows, Cassie thought, she must know. Cassie allowed herself to be led back through the quiet house, to the lounge where she had, just a few minutes earlier, come back through the patio doors from her wonderful experience in the garden. It's all going to go wrong, the girl thought miserably, and began to sob. Michaela put a gentle arm around Cassie's shoulders after guiding her to sit on the sofa.

"What's wrong, Cassie? Has someone made you do something you didn't want to?"

"Nooooo! No way! I....couldn't have....wanted it more. It's just....so....difficult to....explain."

Michaela, in a moment of revelation, felt she knew what the problem was.

"I....it's Robin, isn't it?" Cassie once more said nothing, but her tears flowed all the more freely. "Don't worry, Cassie, I won't tell, I promise." Michaela grinned mischievously. "Anyway....if Robin was my brother, I'd want to do stuff with him, too! He's about the cutest boy I've ever seen!"

"R....really?"

"Oh, yeah! You're so lucky!" There was a momentary hiatus. "A....and I've....sort of....done stuff with Brodie, too. Not like....that much, but you know what a showoff he is, he loves getting his....stiffie, as he calls it, out, and....I've touched it a few times. I've seen him do stuff with Evan, our cousin in Canada, too, although he doesn't know I know that - I've seen them....playing with each other. It's soooo cute!" Michaela paused again. "Did you....go out to the tent to....see Robin before?"

Cassie hesitated, taking a deep breath, but eventually nodded, slowly.

"Did you....do it with him?" Cassie nodded again, almost imperceptibly.

"Woooow! What's it like? Does it feel better than doing it....with your fingers?"

"Y....yeah, it's....amazing. It feels....I don't know....like you're part of the other person. And I get....really big....cums, too."

Michaela's face grew thoughtful, almost dreamy. "I think....sometimes, about what it would be like to....do it with....Brodie. I know he's only little, and he hasn't got a very big....wiener, but it gets....really hard. He's such a cute boy, and he's so fun, even if he can be a bit of a pest at times. Maybe, sometime...."

The two girls looked at each other, seeming to share the same thought.

"D....do you want....to go out to the tent, Micki?" Cassie breathed.

Slowly, the grin returned to Michaela's face, broader than seemed physically feasible. "Oh, yeah!!"

****

"Micki, it's happening again!" Brodie squeaked out in his high-pitched voice. His sister moaned in response.

"Me too, Brod, don't stop!"

Cassie and Robin, wrapped naked in each others' arms, the boy's penis still deep inside his sister's body in the aftermath of their own lovemaking, watched, enraptured, as Brodie's little hips pumped at full speed, as they had been doing for at least ten minutes, the minutes since Michaela had guided his rigid little erection into her tight, slippery passage, both siblings losing their virginities in that one delicious moment. Michaela pushed back against Brodie's silky smooth pubis, her mouth falling open as her second orgasm of their coupling coursed through her body. Brodie squealed as his own climax hit him hard, the third time the wonderful tingles, better than anything he had felt in his whole young life, had made his 'stiffie' jump and jump in his sister's wetness. The boy was, understandably, exhausted, and simply collapsed onto Michaela's body, panting.

"Oh Brodie, that was fantastic!" Michaela gasped. Her brother was instinctively making to withdraw, but the girl held him in place. "Don't go yet, Brod, it feels so nice inside me!" Brodie shuddered as Michaela tensed her vaginal muscles, the feeling almost too much against his sensitive little spike. The girl, sensing his reaction, gently lifted Brodie's head and pressed her lips softly to his, once, twice. The boy sighed unconsciously before initiating a kiss of his own.

"C....can we do that again, Micki, soon, please?!"

"I'd love to, Brod, it was just amazing!"

Brodie's penis had finally begun to soften, and he slipped from his sister's body.

"Maybe I'll have a big one like Robin soon, that would make it even more fun, I bet!"

"I love you just the way you are, Brod."

The boy blushed. "I....I l....love you too, Micki." His voice dropped to a whisper. "Look, Rob and Cassie are doing it again. Let's watch!"

****

I'll give Cassie and Robin, and their friends, a chance to get their collective breath back for a while, but I'm pretty sure there will be some more stories of their adventures and discoveries before too long. SB

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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Learning

Author's note: This story includes explicit sexual content, involving descriptions of contact between boys, and references to contact between girls and boys, below the age of consent. If you find this in any way offensive or distasteful, please read no further, and/or if it is illegal for you to read such material in your jurisdiction due to age or domicile, please read no further. The author does not condone or promote any illegal activity. This story is entirely a product of my imagination, no minors were involved in any way in its compilation, and the characters and actions portrayed are entirely fictitious. The characters in this story may not engage in safe sex, because, being fictitious, they don't need to. You, as a real person, do.

The next story in my 'Cassie and Robin' series, although there's not much of Cassie in this one. Enjoy, but please remember it's a total fantasy. SB

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"OK....OK....," the boy managed to stammer out between helpless giggles, "I....I....surrender!"

"'Bout time, you little sod! I'm knackered!" The teenager's tone was strictly mock-annoyed, though - he'd loved the rough and tumble games that had been a part of his childhood, and now, early youth, for as long as he could remember, games like the tickle fight that had just come to its end, but, above all, he loved his 'little bro', even though that description was becoming less accurate by the day, as his younger sibling moved into the first stirrings of the puberty that he himself had been experiencing for the previous two or three years.

"G...good job....you stopped....Luc," the younger boy panted, "I'd have pissed on you otherwise! Then you'd have won, but lost big time, too!"

"Good job for you, you mean! I'd have killed you if you'd done that!"

"You wouldn't - you'd have enjoyed it, you perv!"

"Ewwww - no way! Pissing on someone, that's really gross!"

"I bet some people do it - from what we've seen on the net, pretty much everything else seems to happen! Anyway, I'm going to pee now - get out of the way, perv!"

Lucas made as if to grab for his brother, but Charlie nimbly skipped around the older boy, pirouetted, and stuck his tongue out playfully.

"Too slow!"

"Are you going indoors, Charlie?"

"Nah, I'll just water the plants instead!"

"Mind the foxes don't take a bite out of your dick - not that it'd be more than a little snack for them if they did!"

"Sod off! I bet I'm bigger than you were at my age!"

14 year old Lucas and his 11 year old brother were taking part in 'Den Day', an event to raise money for a children's charity where youngsters were being sponsored to build a den and sleep in it for a night. Lucas and Charlie had set theirs up in the garden of the family home with help from their dad and Charlie's friend Robin, who was taking part in the event himself, along with his 10 year old sister Cassie. Theirs is indoors, Lucas remembered, lucky them! I hope it doesn't rain. As if on cue, Lucas heard what sounded like the beginning of a shower, but it stopped again within seconds, and the boy realised it was simply Charlie relieving himself a few feet away. The younger boy ducked back into the den with an exaggerated sigh.

"That's better! What time is it, Luc?"

"Half eleven. Are you tired, then?"

"Nah, just wondered. What do you want to do now?" There was, perhaps, just a hint of suggestiveness in Charlie's tone of voice.

Lucas hesitated before answering. It had only been a couple of months earlier, when the family had rented a cottage for a week during the Easter school holidays, that his relationship with Charlie had begun to change - or, more accurately, had begun to develop a new element. The brothers had their own rooms at home, but the little country place only had two bedrooms, so they had needed to share. Early one morning, Lucas had woken with, as many, if not most boys his age did, a raging erection, and after glancing furtively across at his audibly sleeping sibling, he'd decided he had time to deal with it in the immemorial way. As he began to stroke himself, he looked across at Charlie a couple more times, but soon became lost in the pleasure of self-love, and failed to notice the younger boy's eyes open, at first blearily, but, almost immediately, saucer-wide in response to the never-before witnessed spectacle. The crucial moment arrived, accompanied by a groan from Lucas, and a gasp of amazement from Charlie as three spurts of creamy fluid spattered Lucas's stomach. The older boy knew within moments that he'd been 'caught in the act', feeling a surge of anger for a second or two, before admitting to himself that this wasn't Charlie's fault, at all, especially when he noticed that his sibling seemed utterly shocked, and maybe even close to tears. A....are you OK, Luc, Charlie had asked, did you hurt yourself? Lucas had wiped his body clean with his discarded T-shirt from the previous day, pulled his shorts back into place, and moved to put an arm around Charlie's shoulder, trying to reassure him. No, Lucas had said, it didn't hurt, it felt really good. A little question and answer session had ensued, culminating in Charlie shyly lowering his own pyjama trousers and, a couple of minutes later, after following Lucas's instructions, experiencing the dry version of his brother's joy for the first time in his young life. Since then, they'd 'played' together several times, both boys finding that seeing each other 'doing it' was more exciting than practising the art alone. Charlie had shared his new knowledge with his best friend Robin, too, when they'd had a sleepover at Robin's house at the end of the Easter break, Robin immediately becoming as enthusiastic a participant as the brothers. None of the boys, though, had gone any further up to that point, albeit not for the want of trying in Lucas's case - he had a girlfriend, Abby, a year younger than himself, but in spite of his relatively subtle persuasion, she'd refused to do anything beyond allowing a few touches outside of their respective clothing, he exploring her budding breasts, while she tentatively gauged his excitement with the palm of her hand. Lucas knew there was more, though, and wanted more. He'd been exploring online in the run-up to 'Den Day', and, after getting the expected refusal from his parents to his proposal for Abby to spend the night in the den, he'd decided that tonight was going to be the night that 'more' was going to happen. And if that meant sharing new things with Charlie, sobeit.

"Luc?" Lucas was brought back to the here and now.

"Yeah?"

"You wanna....play?"

Lucas felt a surge of excitement in his stomach, rapidly followed by another sort of surge, a little lower down. "I....if you want, y....yeah." Maybe this would be easier than he thought - Charlie initiating certainly lowered Lucas's sense of embarrassed trepidation.

"You don't think....Mum and Dad will come out and check on us, do you?"

"I doubt it, Charlie - if they were going to, they'd have done it by now, I reckon."

"S....shall we get....naked, then? I bet that would make it....even sexier!"

Wow, Lucas thought, my little bro is getting brave! "O....OK, then. Just keep your blanket close to you, though, then if they do come out, we can cover up quickly.Where did you get the idea to get naked, anyway?"

Even in the dim light of the camping lamp, Lucas saw Charlie blush. "W....well....I....saw Rob....undressed when we had our last sleepover, a....and I....liked it! His is huge, Luc, the same size as yours, I'm not joking, just a bit skinnier! He says his dad has got a massive one, he's seen his dad in the bathroom, at swimming, and stuff, and it runs in the family! I....I mean, I'm not....gay, or anything, at least, I don't think so, I like girls, a lot, but it really was amazing seeing Rob!"

Lucas, despite his not thinking of himself as anything but straight, found himself shuddering involuntarily at the mental picture his brother's description had conjured up - Robin was a very handsome little guy, and the idea of him having plenty to brag about between his legs, too, was unexpectedly, but powerfully, erotic to the teen. I'd love to see that, he thought, almost in spite of himself, as even more blood seemed to pump into his throbbing erection.

"I....it wouldn't matter to me if you were....gay, Charlie. You're my bro, and I....love you, no matter what!"

"I....I love you too, Luc, you're the best!" Charlie's voice dropped, almost to a whisper. "C....can I....come over, and....lie....next to you....please?"

"C....course you can, Charlie. Don't forget your blanket, though!"

The younger boy quickly shucked off his clothes, and laid down close to his brother, sighing happily.

"You gonna get undressed too, Luc?"

"Y....yeah. Give me a minute."

For a few moments, Lucas had second, then third thoughts - wasn't this wrong, somehow, we're brothers - but then Charlie rolled onto his side, rolled a little closer, close enough to touch Lucas's bare arm and leg. The older boy felt the dry warmth of his brother's silky skin, and couldn't help but love the feeling. And there was something else, too - Charlie's rock hard little erection pressing into his shorts-clad thigh. Lucas's penis bucked at the sensation, and his last inhibitions melted away. In seconds, he was as bare as his sibling. The boys laid face to face, admiring each others' lithe young bodies. Now, Lucas, thought, now something really is going to happen. He didn't have long to wait.

"Luc....c....can I....touch y....yours? Y....your dick. Please? I want to see what it....feels like."

Lucas's heart seemed to be beating its way out of his chest. "I....if I can....touch yours, too," he heard himself say, almost as though the words had come from outside of himself.

"Oh, y....yeah," Charlie breathed, "th....that would be great!"

The two boys reached out, Lucas with his left hand, Charlie with his right. First contact was almost simultaneous, as were the gasps of pleasure from each brother. As if telepathically synchronised, the two hands began to stroke, gently, slowly.

"Ooohhh, Luc! Th....that feels....awesome! Do it more!"

"Y....you're doing....great, too! Don't stop!"

For both boys, their first direct sexual contact with another person was breathlessly exhilarating, and both were soon panting at the thrilling feelings. Charlie was the first to feel his body shivering out of control.

"Uh....uh....getting....my....cum....right....NOW!" Lucas's fingers registered the sensation of his brother's penis tensing, stiffening still further, then launching into a series of powerful dry spasms. Charlie stopped actively masturbating his brother, but his grip tightened on Lucas's almost painful erection, more than enough to tip the older boy over the precipice of ecstasy.

"Nnnggghhh! Ooohhh....shiiiiit!" Lucas's body simply erupted into the most spectacular orgasm of his life, five, six gushes of his nearly mature semen spraying himself, his brother and the bedding between them. Charlie's own orgasm was still going strong - how the hell can he still be cumming, Lucas marvelled, even in the throes of his own delight - so it took long seconds before the younger boy's senses finally calmed enough for him to be able to react to the wetness on his hand and arm.

"Ewwww!! You've cummed all over me, Luc! It's everywhere!"

"S....sorry....Charlie, I....couldn't....help....it, " Lucas gasped out."That's the....biggest....one I've....ever had! I didn't....even know....I could....cum that....much! I....I've got a towel here, a clean one, use that to wipe it off."

Charlie's attention had turned elsewhere, though, as he looked in what seemed like fascination at the pearlescent fluid coating his fingers. He raised his hand towards his face, and sniffed curiously.

"Smells like swimming pools, sort of. I'll make....cum soon, won't I?"

"Yeah, a year, probably, two at the most. It'll be sort of watery at first, though - at least, mine was - and not that much. But it gets whiter, and you make more, as you get older."

"Does it....taste of anything?"

Lucas opened his mouth to answer, then stopped himself. If I tell him, he'll know I've tried it, the teen thought. He might freak out! But, then again, he might just....do what I want to....try next.

"N....not much. It's just sort of....gooey. It's not like....anything else I can think of."

Charlie sniffed at his hand again, then, to Lucas's amazement, stuck his tongue out and tentatively licked at his skin. His nose wrinkled a little, but it didn't stop the younger boy repeating the dose, with a larger sample.

"I....it's OK, doesn't taste of much, like you said. Pass me the towel, though, I don't think I want all of it!"

Lucas did as he'd been asked, before taking the towel back and cleaning himself, and as far as he could, the bedding, as well. Charlie grinned happily.

"That's better! You know you said....you had your....biggest one ever?" Lucas nodded. "I....I did, as well. Actually, I think I had two, one straight after the other. That's never happened to me before. Do you think it was better because we did it to each other, instead of just doing ourselves?"

"Maybe. I heard someone at school saying he liked his girlfriend ....wanking him a lot more than when he did himself. Lucky bugger! And some of that stuff we've seen on the web - they look like they're having huge ones, all the time!" Charlie giggled at the memory of their furtive online investigations, and his hairless penis began to rise once more.

"You know what I think looks like it would be....really hot?" Lucas asked.

"What?"

"G....getting your....dick....sucked. I get....really horny when I see....girls doing that to guys!"

"Guys do it to other guys, too...." Charlie blurted out, before stopping abruptly, his face instantly burning up with embarrassment, his eyes averted, as he realised that Lucas now knew he'd looked at....gay stuff online. Lucas didn't laugh or tease, though. Instead, he looked calmly at his little brother, and answered quietly.

"I know - I....I've....seen it, too." Charlie looked up, wide-eyed. "Charlie - if....you want to....I wouldn't....mind....doing it to you. If you've washed it, that is!"

"R....really?! Y....you'd really....suck my....dick?"

"If it's clean, yeah. Really."

"Y....yeah, it is - clean, I mean. Dad told me about washing under the extra skin ages ago, he said it can get smelly, or even infected, if you don't. So I do it every time I have a shower."

Lucas knew that his brother showered virtually every day, and had also had the same conversation with their father, a few years earlier, leaving him in little doubt about Charlie's cleanliness. OK then, he thought, let's go for it. He shuffled to his right, guiding Charlie onto his back in the centre of the mattress, before gently parting the younger boy's legs and kneeling between them. The siblings' eyes met, Charlie looking uncertain until his brother smiled warmly.

"Don't worry, Choo," Lucas whispered, "I won't hurt you, I promise." Charlie's heart almost melted at his beloved brother's use of his 'baby' nickname, a rare occurrence these days, smiling delightedly in response.

"I know you won't, Luc! I'm so excited!"

As if in confirmation, Charlie's erection twitched visibly, once, twice. Lucas shivered at the thought of the younger boy being so aroused, so eager. He slowly lowered his head, then, once within range, flicked the tip of his tongue across Charlie's partially exposed glans. The younger boy's whole body seemed to spasm as the new sensation shot through him.

"Ooohhh, Luc, oh God! Again, please!"

Lucas, in turn, shivered at the feeling of his brother's rigidly erect penis against his tongue, tasting faintly salty, but otherwise little different from licking a clean finger. After maybe a dozen, increasingly firmer, strokes, he lowered his head a little more, and gently took the throbbing flesh between his lips, his tongue still busy. Charlie groaned in ecstasy as Lucas, remembering videos seen online, began to bob his head slowly while applying a little suction. There was no way the younger boy could hold out against that degree of stimulation, squealing as his orgasm hit like a flash flood. Lucas moaned in turn as he felt Charlie's little spike pulse again and again against his tongue and palate. It was over all too soon, for both boys, as Charlie instinctively pulled free from his brother's oral caresses, the sensitivity too much to contend with. He laid back breathing heavily for long seconds, before looking up at Lucas, a huge grin on his flushed face.

"Wooooow! That was sooo awesome, Luc! I thought my dick was going to melt, or something!"

Lucas beamed in return. "Glad you liked it!" There was a hiatus, the feeling of an unspoken question between the siblings. The smiles were replaced by an air of seriousness. Lucas continued, hesitantly. "Ch....Charlie? W....would you....do me? P....please?"

There was a momentary look of what might almost have been panic in the younger boy's eyes, but he liked to 'play fair' - Lucas had given him probably the best feeling of his life, how could he refuse to reciprocate. Charlie swallowed, visibly.

"I....I'll....try, Luc. I....I don't really....know how, though."

"Just do....what I did. Keep your teeth....covered up, and just....you know, lick and suck it."

"How can I cover my teeth up? What with?"

"Your lips. Here, give me one of your fingers, and I'll show you."

Charlie held his hand out, and Lucas demonstrated the technique, causing his sibling to giggle.

"Try on my finger now, Charlie, see if you've got it!"

Charlie tentatively took Lucas's forefinger into his mouth for a few seconds.

"Like that?"

Lucas shivered, both at the sensual feeling of Charlie's lips against his skin, and the knowledge of what might be replacing that finger in the youngster's mouth any minute.

"Yeah, just like that. Don't try and put it all the way in, though, you might choke." Charlie looked at his brother's erection, and licked his lips nervously. The organ suddenly seemed to be twice the size it was before.

"L....Luc? W....will you....tell me before you....cum? I don't know if I want it....in my mouth."

"Course I will, Choo. I won't make you do anything you don't want to, promise."

"O....OK, then. Are you going to....lie down?"

Lucas nodded, and rolled onto his back. Charlie knelt between his splayed thighs, still looking very uncertain. Lucas smiled once more, reassuringly, he hoped, but his own excitement and nervousness meant that a neutral observer might have seen his expression as a sheepish grin. Charlie took a deep breath, and moved his lips towards his brother's visibly throbbing penis, the foreskin almost completely retracted. He stopped a few centimetres short, and sniffed. Doesn't smell bad, Charlie thought, just a faint remnant of the odour of the semen from Lucas's earlier orgasm. Very slowly, he moved closer still, just millimetres away now, then....he kissed the glistening flesh gently. Lucas gasped as a wave of pleasure raced through his groin.

"Oh, Charlie," he whispered, "do that again!"

Charlie smiled, mostly to himself, and did as Lucas had asked, this time allowing his tongue to poke beyond his lips, taking his first taste of his brother's penis. Little more than salt, with a slightly sweet overtone. It's nice, the younger boy thought, I didn't think it would taste nice at all. He licked again, more confidently. Lucas's reaction was immediate, as he shuddered and moaned. Charlie smiled again, happy to be giving the same sort of pleasure he'd so recently received, before setting about his task with renewed enthusiasm, lapping at his brother's corona before moving higher, to the leaking slit at the apex. His reward was another stripe of sweetness against his tongue, as Lucas's precum began to leak freely. Charlie parted his thin lips, wrapping them around the spongy head of Lucas's erection.

"Ooohhh yessss! So good, Choo, feels so good!"

Charlie remembered how Lucas had moved his lips up and down, and imitated his brother's actions, albeit only taking the glans and two or three centimetres of shaft into his mouth on the downstroke. That was more than enough to send Lucas straight to boy heaven, though, and it was only seconds before he was gasping out his warning.

"Gonna cum, Choo, gonna cum....right now!"

Charlie heard the words, but barely registered their meaning, until he felt the first spurt of warm fluid race across his tongue. Rather than pulling away, he sucked harder, making Lucas whimper as three more huge muscle contractions shot through his genitals. Charlie, needless to say, had no idea what to do about the salty liquid in his mouth, so instinctively swallowed, causing his brother to writhe and groan at the pleasure, more pleasure than he'd ever known. Charlie seemed to be in a trance, sucking and sucking, swallowing the last droplets of his brother's ejaculation, but still going, seemingly insatiable. It was far too intense for Lucas to bear, though.

"Stop, Choo, please stop! It....it's too much!"

Lucas's penis left his brother's mouth with an audible 'pop', the older boy literally shaking in the aftermath of his pleasure. Charlie, though, looked as though he might cry.

"S....sorry, Luc! I didn't mean to hurt you. Sorry!"

Lucas sat up, immediately wrapping his arms around Charlie.

"Y....you didn't hurt me, Choo, no way! It was awesome! It just got....too sensitive at the end. Too good, not bad!"

"A....are you sure, Luc?"

"Really, really sure! I'd love you to do it again, any time - if you want to, that is."

The smile returned to Charlie's face. "If you do me, too! I didn't mind, even when you....cummed in my mouth. It didn't taste bad, or anything." There was a pause. "Luc....have you seen any videos where two guys....do it to each other....at the same time? That looks like it could be....really fun."

Lucas's wilting penis rapidly firmed up again at the thought that his brother's words had brought to mind. "Y....yeah, I've....seen that. They call it a '69', I think. You're right, it does look like fun. D....do you want....to t....try?"

"Right now?"

"Why not, I'm hard again, and so are you, by the looks of it!"

"OK!"

And the brothers duly did, twice, in fact, Charlie's non-sperming status giving him the advantage that he was able to have three orgasms to his brother's two, albeit Lucas's last was virtually dry, his younger sibling almost completely depleting his resources. At length, the boys sleepily pulled their nightclothes back on, before snuggling together on Lucas's bed and falling almost immediately into a deep slumber born of happy satiation.

It was almost 9:00 before the brothers stirred, Charlie waking first, to the feel of Lucas's teenage morning erection pressing into his body. He smiled wearily, and pushed himself back against the stiffness, waking Lucas in turn. The older boy gently ran his fingers through Charlie's hair.

"You OK, Choo?"

"Mmmm, yeah. I love snuggling with you, we haven't done it since I was little."

"Yeah, I really like it, too. We'll have to try and do it more often, won't we?" Charlie nodded, smilingly. "A....are you....alright with....the stuff we did last night, Charlie?" Lucas whispered.

"Course! It was really, really fun! Did you like it as much as I did?"

"Y....yeah. I mean, I still really like Abby, and I'd like to do....stuff with her, but if we could....do it....again, some time, that would be....really great!"

Charlie turned to face his brother, looked into his eyes. Then, almost in slow motion, it seemed to Lucas, the younger boy leaned forwards and kissed him gently on the lips.

"Whenever we can, Luc, it was amazing! Hey, Luc, I've got an idea!"

"What?"

"I'm going to ask Mum and Dad if Robin can come for a sleepover next weekend. We might be able to sleep out here again, and....maybe he might like to....play, too. I mean, we've....wanked in front of each other, I....taught him how to do it, so he knows that much, at least!"

Lucas shivered. "Yeah, do that! If he wants to....do stuff, I would, too."

Charlie grinned mischievously. "Let's do a quick 69 now, I'm horny!"

Lucas thought, just for a moment, about the consequences of their parents catching them in the act, but teenage hormones were always going to win out.

"Quick, then! Just in case Mum and Dad come and look for us!"

****

"It's on, Luc!" Charlie told his brother excitedly as they arrived home from their respective schools on Tuesday afternoon. "Robin's coming over on Friday! His parents said it was OK, his mum spoke to Mum last night, he said. And Dad said we can leave the den up until then, too!"

"Great! He knows I'll be here, doesn't he?"

"Yeah, he's fine with it, he likes you! This is going to be great!"

Lucas couldn't help but think about the possibilities for sexy fun, not just with his beloved brother, but with the really cute Robin. He wouldn't have thought of his sibling's best friend in that way before the night in the den, but Charlie had woken something inside him that couldn't be denied - he liked girls, he loved girls, especially Abby, but he was beginning to like boys almost as much. Maybe I'm - what do they call it? - bi, that's it, Lucas thought. The front of his school trousers rapidly tented outwards. Charlie couldn't possibly miss such an obvious sign, and giggled.

"Can't wait, eh, Luc? I'll....help you with that, if you want!"

Lucas grinned sheepishly, and the boys quickly slipped into his bedroom, locking the door behind them.

****

"We're going to sleep outside, in the den, Rob! Dad said the weather forecast is good for this weekend, it should be dry and not too cold. It'll be really fun!" Charlie grinned.

"Yeah! That's brilliant! That won't be till later, though, will it? What else are we going to do?"

"Mum and Dad are going to take us out for pizza. You do like pizza, don't you?" Robin nodded. "Abby's coming, too, Mum told Lucas he could invite her, and her parents said she could go, so Luc's happy! She's alright, she's funny - and pretty hot, too! Not as hot as Amber, though!"

"Why don't you ask Amber to go out with you, Charlie? She's not as....I don't know, quiet, I guess....as you'd think, once you get her away from her mum. We had....fun on Den Day, all three of us." Robin wasn't aware, but his face had flushed a little. Charlie noticed.

"Oh yeah, what sort of fun? I thought you said you didn't snog her!"

"I....I didn't, honest! Anyway, like I said, you should ask her out! You really fancy her, don't you?!"

It was Charlie's turn to blush. "I don't!"

"Oh, come on, you're always on about her! Tell you what, if her mum lets her come over to ours again, I'll tell you, and you can come, too. Get to know her properly, at least. I didn't really know her that well until last week, even though he's been Cassie's best friend for years. She is fun, really!"

"M....maybe. Anyway, Luc will be back from school soon, so we can get changed in my room, then we'll go to Abby's and pick her up, and meet up with Mum and Dad at that new pizza place near Sainsbury's. It's supposed to be really good, Dad says."

The evening was a great success - the food, as advertised, was excellent, the four youngsters got along well - Abby was funny, and pretty, Robin had to agree, though, as ever, she wasn't a patch on Cassie, as far as he was concerned - Lucas enjoyed holding his girlfriend's hand, and even gave her a goodnight kiss, right in front of the younger boys, without the slightest embarrassment, Robin and Charlie smirking a little, but trying, successfully, not to say anything that might have had them accused of being 'childish'. Finally, as dusk fell, and after changing once more in the brothers' respective bedrooms, the three boys made their way out into the family garden, armed with copious amounts of snacks and drinks, ducking into the den just after 9:00.

After an hour or so of games, mostly boyish rough and tumble between the brothers, the three occupants of the den sat on their respective bedding, and began to talk. It wasn't long before Charlie steered the conversation in a predictable direction.

"Remember I said Luc had showed me something new last week, Rob?" Robin nodded. "Do you want to know what it was?"

"Y....yeah, I guess so."

"Have you heard of blowjobs?"

"I've sort of....heard the word, but I don't....really know what it means," Robin admitted, hesitantly.

"I didn't, either, until Luc and I found some....videos online. What it is, is when a girl, or....or a guy....sucks a guy's dick, to give him the....cum feelings, instead of doing it....with your hand, like I showed you before."

Robin's face scrunched, instinctively, into a picture of disgust. "Putting a....dick in your mouth?! That's gross!"

"No, it isn't, Rob, really," Lucas intervened. "As long as the person getting sucked has washed his dick, it isn't any different from putting a finger in your mouth. And it feels fantastic, much better than....wanking!"

"W....what, has Abby done it to you, then?"

There was a momentary hiatus, before Charlie answered, quietly, on his brother's behalf. "N....no, Rob - I did it for Luc. And he did me, too. We even did it to each other at the same time! It's.... really great. Doing it, and having it done, I....I like....both."

Robin looked at the brothers in astonishment. "A....are you guys....gay, or....or something, then?"

"I....I don't think I am," Lucas replied, "but I think I might be....bi."

"What does that mean?" Robin asked confusedly.

"I....it means you like doing....sex stuff with girls a....and boys."

"And I don't know about me at all," Charlie added, "about being gay, or whatever, I mean. I just know it feels brilliant, like Luc said. Something feels that good, I don't even care whether it's a boy or a girl doing it. I just want to do it, as much as I can!"

Robin certainly knew about the intense pleasures that sex with another person could bring, after losing his virginity to his sister and her best friend the weekend before, but doing stuff with another boy? Could that be just as good?

Charlie spoke again, even more quietly than before, little more than a whisper. "D....do you want to....find out w....what it's like, Rob? I'll show you, i....if you like. I'll do you, but you d....don't have to do me, if you don't....want to."

"The same goes for me, too, Rob," Lucas added. "I'd love to try and make you feel good, as well, but, like I said to Charlie last week, I'd never try and make you do anything you didn't want to. Sex is supposed to be fun, it wouldn't be fun if you didn't like what was happening."

Robin's head was spinning at the totally unexpected turn of events, but his body was responding regardless. His penis was so hard, it was almost painful, He swallowed nervously.

"I....I d....don't know....."

Charlie gently touched the front of his best friend's shorts, gauging the arousal he knew would be there.

"Sh....shall we, Rob? I'll stop if you don't like it, I promise."

"Y...you won't....bite me....down there....will you?"

"No way, Rob! Luc showed me how to do it without your teeth getting in the way!"

"O....OK, then. B....but stop if I say, yeah?"

"Course! You're my best friend, I'd never hurt you on purpose!"

Robin tried to smile, but was simply too nervous. Charlie shuffled across beside his friend, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of Robin's shorts and underwear. He carefully slid the clothing downwards, lifting the front of the material to avoid trapping Robin's erection. Lucas's eyes went wide as he saw what was revealed by his brother's actions.

"Wow! Bloody hell, Rob, Charlie said you had a big one, and he wasn't lying! It looks really great!"

Robin did grin this time, proud that he could impress even an older guy like Lucas, the bigger boy quickly moving to the opposite side of Robin's body to his brother.

"I'd love to play, too, Rob! Can I, please? Can we do you both together?!"

Robin seemed to have been robbed of the power of speech by a breathless wave of excitement, but nodded his head, eagerly. The nod was followed almost immediately by a huge gasp, as two hands, one from either side, gently took hold of his throbbing flesh.

"Rob, you're so hard!" Lucas murmured, almost to himself. "A....and your dick is so....beautiful, much nicer than mine!" Robin simply had no words to reply to such a compliment, so merely laid back and luxuriated in the pleasure the siblings were beginning to generate in his young body. Lucas continued to gently squeeze the diamond-hard shaft, while Charlie's nimble fingers fluttered around the glans, carefully moving Robin's tightish foreskin a few millimetres back and forth with each pass. Robin's eyes closed momentarily, but snapped open again as he felt the warm dampness of breath across his boyhood. Charlie's lips approached, slowly, slowly. Robin unconsciously held his breath in anticipation, before jerking and gasping as his friend gently kissed his engorged flesh, before opening his mouth slightly and taking the partly exposed glans inside. Robin shuddered again as he felt Charlie's tongue begin to caress his penis. Hardly had he begun to register the delicious feelings when he started again, as another tongue carefully brushed across his tight scrotum, lapping delicately at the smooth little sac.

"Ooohhh, Luc, Charlie, that f....feels....soooo good. D....don't s....stop, please don't stop!" The brothers slowly increased the intensity of their stimulation, moving faster, licking more firmly, then Charlie began to actually suck on Robin's erection while continuing to slide his tongue across the almost over-stimulated flesh. Robin squealed as his orgasm hit seemingly without any warning, his penis bucking wildly in his friend's oral embrace for long seconds, the pleasure almost too much to bear. Then, as always, it came to an end all too soon, Robin pulling his still twitching penis from between his friend's lips, his body limp, his lungs gasping for breath.

"Oh....wow....that....was....amazing!"

Charlie grinned mischievously. "Told you, Rob! Wanna watch me and Luc do each other? It's called a '69' when you do that."

Robin nodded eagerly, watching enraptured as the siblings adjusted their positions before sucking and licking each other with the greatest enthusiasm. In very short order, it was clear that the show wasn't going to last long, as both boys began to writhe and pant. Robin didn't want to interrupt their pleasure, but his curiosity was overwhelming.

"C....can I watch you....squirt, Luc, please? I....I've never....seen that before."

Lucas pulled away from his brother momentarily. "Yeah, sure, Rob - Charlie, I'll tell you when, and you can finish me off with your hand, OK?"

Charlie didn't miss a beat on his ministrations, simply giving a thumbs up. Within a minute, the climactic moment arrived.

"Now, Choo, now, here it comes!"

Charlie quickly withdrew, grabbing his brother's glistening member, stroking rapidly. Lucas groaned, deeply, as a streamer of creamy fluid leapt twenty centimetres or more into the air, followed by four more spurts of lesser intensity, pattering down onto the teenager's torso and genitals, and his brother's working hand. Knowing Lucas's preferences, Charlie continued to move his hand slowly and lightly, barely touching his brother's exquisitely sensitive flesh, until the older boy sighed and smiled, an obvious 'Thank you, that's enough' message. Robin was simply speechless, for what seemed like hours, but was probably no more than twenty seconds. When he did regain his voice, though, the amazement, the questions tumbled out. Wow, wow, wow, awesome, when will I be able to do that, what does it feel like, what happens if you squirt in someone's mouth? Lucas did his best, while still in the throes of full-on post-orgasmic afterglow, to answer Robin's queries coherently. With an almost cartoonish double-take, Robin suddenly realised something.

"Charlie, you didn't get your....cum, did you?" Charlie shook his head. "C....can I....try....on you? Suck you, I mean?"

Charlie grinned once more, almost fit to bust. "Wow, yes please, Rob, that would be fantastic! You know what to do?"

"Y....yeah, I think so. Tell me if I do it wrong, won't you?"

"Course!"

As Robin began to move towards his best friend, Lucas put a gentle hand on his shoulder and stopped him for a moment.

"Rob....I think you're....really hot, and I love....your dick. Can I....suck you, while you suck Charlie, please?" Robin had never thought of such a possibility, but it didn't take him long to come to the predictable decision.

"Oh, yeah - yeah, course you can, if you want!" Robin felt another stab of curiosity. "W....why do you....like my....dick so much? I mean, it's just like yours, isn't it?"

"I....I don't really know why, properly - it just looks....beautiful to me. It's so long, and straight, a....and I like how it's so pale, you can see the veins under the skin. And how it gets....mega-hard. I mean, I like Charlie's, too, lots - " Lucas glanced over at his brother, smiling lovingly, the younger boy responding in kind, " - but yours is just....perfect, somehow. I can't explain it better than that, sorry."

"Luc's right, Rob," Charlie added. "I've only seen yours and his in real life, but we've seen plenty of others online, and none of them are close to looking as nice as yours! You're so lucky!"

Robin could do no more than grin goofily, before his mouth shot into an 'O' of startled pleasure as Lucas took him gently in hand.

"Let's do it, Rob," Lucas breathed, "all three of us!"

"Let's get in a circle, Luc," Charlie said. "I'll do you again, too, if you want, that is!"

Lucas, just for a moment, gave his brother a classic 'Duh!' look. "What do you reckon?! Course I want!" Charlie and Robin both giggled boyishly as they juggled themselves into the best positions, Lucas moving in turn to form the bottom bar of the triangle. There was no more talk, just muffled moans and whimpers of delight as the three boys luxuriated in the sights, tastes, smells and, above all, the wonderful feelings as they coaxed each other towards their respective peaks. Charlie, not having orgasmed earlier, was the first to go over the brink, but Robin hardly realised, his body awash with the pleasure Lucas's more experienced mouth was engendering, continuing to lick and suck despite Charlie's yelps, soon bringing his best friend to a second climax just as Lucas induced the same ecstasy in Robin's heaving young body. Lucas himself was only moments behind, a powerful, if almost dry orgasm bursting onto his brother's busy tongue. The erotic fires quenched for the moment, the three boys wearily donned their nightclothes before snuggling together, murmuring for a few moments about how great it had been, and how they had to do it again, soon, before sleep overtook them.

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Robin woke first, daylight already well established as he blinked blearily. He could feel a bigger body close behind him, and didn't take long to realise that Lucas had ended up in the middle of the threesome at some point during the night. Robin began to smirk as he realised that he could feel something else, too - Lucas's morning erection pressing into his buttocks. He wriggled slightly, and it was only a matter of seconds before the older boy stirred, sighing into Robin's ear.

"Hi, cutie! You keep shaking your bum like that, and I'll cum all over it!"

Robin grinned over his shoulder. "You can if you want! It was so hot seeing you squirt last night!" he whispered.

"You wanna see it again? Maybe help me a bit?"

"Y....yeah, I'd love to! What about Charlie, though?"

"He'll be asleep for hours yet, he could sleep through a train crash!"

Robin grinned, turned over, and reached out to touch the prominent bulge in Lucas's shorts.

"C....can I....rub you, make it happen?" Lucas unconsciously licked his lips in anticipation, before nodding mutely. Robin tugged at the waistband of Lucas's lower garment, quickly, with some help from its owner, exposing the teenager's throbbing erection.

"How should I do it, Luc? What feels the best for you?"

"H....hold it just under the....head, and slide the skin backwards and forwards, please."

Robin took the penis in his hand, and tried a few tentative strokes.

"Like that?"

"Yeah, feels really good. Just hold it a tiny bit tighter, and go a bit faster. Yeah, that's perfect, Rob, keep doing it like that!"

It wasn't long before Lucas's teenage body shivered out of control, the boy moaning as his recharged stock of semen blasted out into the cool morning air within a matter of minutes. Robin grinned proudly at his achievement.

"Did I do it right, Luc? Did it feel good?"

"Oh yeah, cutie, it was awesome! Let me do you now, I really want to!"

Robin shucked off his pyjama bottoms almost instantaneously, Lucas quickly getting to work on the rigid boyhood. Lucas was unsure about how clean Robin would be after a night's sleep, but when he leaned forward to sniff, there was nothing but the sweet muskiness of a nearly pubescent boy, slightly more intense than the night before, but, if anything, even more powerfully erotic, so, without further hesitation, Lucas took Robin into his mouth once more. Robin groaned, instinctively thrusting his hips forward, drawing back, then thrusting again, as he'd learned with the girls the previous weekend. Soon, all Lucas had to do was to keep his head still and slide his tongue over the boy's glans as Robin brought himself to the brink.

"Ooohhh, Luc, ooohhh! I....I'm c....cumming!"

And he did, long and hard, a dozen or more pulses dancing against the teenager's tongue before it became too much, and Robin had to withdraw, tears in his eyes.

"Oh, Luc, that was one of the best ones I've ever had! Nearly as good as when I did it with Ca...." The boy's words stopped abruptly, and all the blood seemed to drain from his face. Shit, shit, shit, he thought, what have I done.

Lucas didn't seem to register Robin's words, or his reaction, immediately, but it was very quickly obvious to him that something was badly wrong, the younger boy looking ready to cry. Then, almost audibly, what Robin had said clicked together.

"Y....you mean....you and Cassie....have done....stuff?"

Robin's emotions overwhelmed him, and he burst into tears.

"Don't tell, Luc, please don't tell!" the boy sobbed. "They'll....take me away, I'll never....see Cassie....again!"

Lucas instinctively wrapped Robin up in a close hug, whispering directly into his ear.

"Ssshhh, ssshhh, Rob, I won't, trust me. Don't cry, please."

It seemed to take an age, but Robin finally began to calm down, the genuine warmth of the older boy's embrace helping to convince him that maybe it wasn't the end of the world, after all,

"S....sorry, L....Luc. You must think I'm....a baby."

"Course I don't, Rob. I sort of know why you got so upset - I....I mean, I'm....doing stuff with Charlie, and he's my brother. If we got caught....well, I don't even want to....think about it."

"I won't tell anyone, Luc, I promise. I'm going to have to talk to Cassie, though, tell her....someone else knows about us."

"Is it just me who knows?" Lucas asked.

There was a long silence. "N....no," Robin whispered. "Amber knows, she....caught Cassie and I....doing it. She won't say anything, though, because...." Robin hesitated again, before swallowing, visibly. "Because....I did it with her, too."

'Doing it', Lucas thought in wonderment. Did Robin really mean what the teenager thought he meant. He couldn't resist his curiosity.

"You....you mean....you actually....shagged them? Both of them?"

Robin, despite looking like he might cry once more, eventually nodded his head slowly, then saw, to his amazement, Lucas's face break into a huge grin.

"You lucky sod! They're both soooo hot!" The teen suddenly looked a lot more serious, though. "Y....you'll need to be careful, though, Rob - I know you're not making sperm yet, but with how....big you are, I bet it'll happen really soon. You don't want to get them pregnant."

"I....I know. I'm not going to....do it with Amber again, anyway, we just did it because....she wanted to know....what it was like. But I....really love Cassie, even if she is my sister, and she wants to....do it more, a....and so do I." Despite the distress Robin had been feeling in the previous few minutes, the thought of the intimacy he'd shared with his wonderful sister, and the closeness of the warm body of the older boy, caused his penis to rapidly stiffen once more. Lucas felt the reaction against his body, and grinned anew.

"Bloody hell, Rob, you're a horny little stud! Wanna suck each other again?!"

Robin's sparkling smile was all the answer Lucas needed.

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Later that morning, Robin was dropped back at home by his friends' father, and, within moments, he and Cassie were sharing a warm, if brief hug outside the girl's bedroom door. Robin took half a step back, and looked his sister in the eye, the expression on his face grabbing her attention at once.

"We need to talk, Cass, as soon as we can. I'll ask Mum and Dad if we can go out on our bikes after lunch. We can go to the park, it should be pretty quiet."

"O....OK, Robbie. W....what's....happened?"

"I....I don't want to talk about it here, in case Mum or Dad hear. Don't worry for now, though, nothing bad's going to happen. At least, I don't think so. I'll tell you later, I promise."

A couple of hours or so after their conversation at home, brother and sister were wheeling their bikes to a bench in their local park, having pedalled through the quiet suburban streets from their nearby home. They took off their cycling helmets, and sat facing each other silently for a moment or two. Robin screwed up his courage, and spoke.

"Lucas knows. About us, I mean."

Cassie looked much as Robin had felt that morning, like she'd just been told the world was about to end. "H....how....?"

"I....it was my fault, Cass. Luc and Charlie and I did....some sex stuff last night - I'd never thought about doing anything with a boy, but it was really fun. Anyway, this morning, Charlie was still asleep, so Luc and I....did more. H....he made me....cum with his....mouth, it felt so awesome, and, before I could stop myself, I said that it was nearly as good as when I did it with you. I knew I'd messed everything up, straight away, and it made me cry, but Luc was really kind, he gave me a big hug and said not to worry, he wouldn't tell, and that he knew why I was so upset, because he does stuff with his brother, too, and wouldn't want anyone to find out."

"D....do you think he'll....keep it a secret, Robbie?"

Robin nodded decisively. "Yeah, I really think so. even Charlie doesn't know. W....we'll have to be really careful in future, though, Cass. I....I mean....I still really want us to do more stuff, y....you're the....best, the sexiest person I know, and I really, really love you, but, if we get....caught...."

"I really love you, too, Robbie," the girl said, smiling sweetly.

"There's....something else we need to be really careful about, too. Luc said he thinks I'll be making....sperms really soon. We can't....make a baby, that would really....ruin everything, for both of us."

To Robin's surprise, Cassie grinned mischievously. "We'll just have to test every time, then - before we....do it, I mean."

"How?"

"I'll have to make you....cum with my hand first, or even....my mouth, like Lucas did, to make sure there aren't any sperms coming out!"

Robin's grin was as broad as his sister's. "Cass, you're a genius! One condition, though." The girl looked at her brother, quizzically. "I get to stroke you, or lick you....down there, at the same time, and make you feel good, too!"

"Oh wow, yes please!" The siblings looked around quickly, and seeing no-one near, kissed briefly but passionately, their tongues entwined.

"Soon, Robbie, really soon!"

"Soon as we can, Cass!"

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The next story is already 'in the works', albeit at a rather early stage. Stay tuned! SB

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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B