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J.D., Shelly and Brian
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File: JD-01.txt - J.D., Shelly, and Brian - episode #1
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Shelly and Brian were my next door neighbors. Shelly was 11 and Brian 12,
while I was the manly age of 15. As far as I was concerned, they were just
brats that caused problems when I wanted to play ball or whatever, too young to
fit in but old enough to want to belong. This was especially a tough problem
since our parents were very close friends, they had no friends in the rural
neighborhood their age, and our houses were unusually close (less than 300
yards) for this area. With no one else to play with, I usually got cornered by
my parents to help keep them busy, or baby-sit when they took off to the city
for dinner and a show (usually about once a month or so).
This summer was unusually humid. Always hot in July with temperatures in the
mid to high 90's, the humidity only made it worse. Activity levels were down
due to lack of energy after sweating, so I decided to take off and go to a pond
on some adjoining property (strictly speaking I would trespass on 'forbidden'
ground) and go swimming. This I had never done before but in the past few
years I had thought about it ever since discovering the pond for the first
time.
This pond was really not much really, just a small pond in a nearby woods, fed
by a small stream. The water was usually very COLD, very clean, and not very
deep. I'd never thought of swimming there before, just hunting frogs and
snakes and the like.
I stuffed a blanket and towel in my old knap-sak and had hardly got started
when I heard the usual "Watcha do'in J.D.?" from the behind. I remember
thinking, 'Shit, here we go again' but there was really nothing I could do.
"I going swimming over in 'dean-man's-pond'" I responded. Actually it didn't
have a name but maybe it would keep the kids away (fat chance). Shelly and
Brian had never been very far into the woods since their parents were not to
keen on the idea. I had just made a cardinal mistake by telling them of the
existence of something new. Too late I realized that I was now a baby sitter
again.
"Can we come too?" came the expected question from Shelly.
"Yeah, I guess." I said resigning myself to my roll. "But you have to go get
some suits".
"No," Brian said "Mom will kill us for sure. We'll just soak our feet."
'O.K.", I said "But any trouble from either of you and that's it, I'll never
let you tag along again."
I received the usual meaningless
commitment to not be a problem, which was about
the best I could expect. So we started off. There was no actual path to
follow to the pond since it was supposedly off limits. But there were 'animal
trails' from deer and the like that I could discern. Most went the right
direction so getting there was no problem. The walk took nearly 20 minutes
through the trees and bush, so we were well sweaty when we got there. The
humidity in the woods in the summer is something that has to be felt to be
believed. After a while you think you can actually cut it with a knife. Even
so, you gotta keep your shirt on cause the leaves and branches you brush
against would make you extremely itchy otherwise.
Once at the pond we found a nice little clearing on the edge that was
relatively flat. It was covered by moss and had lots of fern, but was
otherwise clear brambles and trees. A little stomping of the ferns cleared the
area well enough for me to spread out the small blanket I had brought along in
my old backpack. Then we all kicked off our shoes and socks, and Brian and I
took off our damp shirts.
My legs were itchy since I had on only shorts and I'm sure that Brian and
Shelly were the same way.
We all went to the edge of the pond and started to dangle our feet. I started
to wash my legs with one of my socks as a wash-cloth and the itching stopped.
"Why you doing that?" asked Shelly.
"To wash off all the bush stuff that itches"
"Me too" Shelly said and grabbed my sock from the moss beside me. Then she
leaned over to get it wet and promptly slid off the edge and into the pond.
I can remember her screams even now. That water was cold. And I was suddenly
afraid that she would drown.
I jumped in to get her without even thinking. Cold hardly describes it.
Numbing would be closer to the truth. Shelly was splashing and screaming and I
found myself sitting in soft mud in about one and a half feet of water. I stood
up. My feet sank into the mud to my ankles and Shelly, having discovered that
she was not in danger of drowning, started crying. She was covered with mud
from all her splashing and kicking. Brian stood in the clearing with the
worried look fading and being replace by gleeful laughter.
"Shit" was all I could say. I grabbed Shelly's hand and dragged her the yard
or so to shore. "Shit" I said.
"Shit" Shelly repeated through her tears.
I was mostly just muddy, but Shelly was muddy and soaked through and through.
We were both freezing as well, from the cold water. I wasn't about to get my
one towel dirty with this mud so I started to wash off with my one remaining
sock. I had to take off my shorts cause they were full of mud as well, which
left me standing there in my wet jockey underpants, wiping myself off with a
sock. Brian kept laughing. If looks could kill, Brian would be history today.
After I got mostly wiped down and started to warm up again from the heat, I
turned my attention to Shel. She was a muddy mess. Her Tee shirt and shorts
were soaked and muddy and clinging to her young boyish body.
"You gotta take off your wet clothes" I said. "If you don't the mud will stain
your stuff and you'll freeze."
'I'm freezing now" she said through chattering teeth.
So I helped her take off her shirt and pants. Her little underpants came off
with her wet shorts and I couldn't help but notice her hairless young slit. I
had never seen a naked girl before. I tried not to watch her but got busy with
washing her off. Everything would probably been fine except for that. When I
got to washing off the mud from her crotch area, I got a CLOSE up view and
couldn't help myself. Her little slit was framed by nice little mounds on each
side that made it look so different from my own cock and balls. There was mud
on her thighs and I had to wipe it off. I could have let her clean herself but
now I was getting quite horny and wanted to see and touch her there.
I continued to wash her shapeless
young hips and worked around her butt and back
to the front. Then I began to wipe inside her legs and finally
reached her slit
with my sock-washcloth, letting my fingers do quite a bit of exploring while I
was at it. Meanwhile my cock had become quite hard and visible beneath my
partly transparent wet white shorts.
The pretense of cleaning was becoming quite shallow since she was now mostly
clean and warming up. That's when she spoke up and my path to young sex
began.
"Oooh", she said, "that feels nice". And she put one hand on my shoulder. A
moment frozen in the time of my memory. She was standing, legs about a foot
apart with her knees spread a bit more and one arm outstretched with her hand
on my shoulder for support while I knelt in front of her. I on my knees, one
hand on her waist and one hand between her thighs with a dirty wet sock in the
palm. My fingers, free of the sock were touching and rubbing her little cunt.
My cock was stiffer than I think it had ever been before and I could feel it
throbbing up and down against the still wet fabric of my shorts. A gentle warm
breeze was wafting through the trees and bushes creating the only sound besides
the almost unnoticeable trickle of the stream feeding the shallow pond. A bird
was chirping in the distance and Shelly moaned softly, her eyes closed. My
breath coming so that it burned my lungs.
Brian coughed. I looked up. Brian was anything but the innocent observer. He
had himself positioned so he could see exactly what I was doing and he was
rubbing his crotch, an obvious bulge between his 11 year old legs. His eyes
met mine and he stopped cold. His eyes locked on mine but he didn't move his
hand from his crotch.
I was too far gone now to stop easily "take it out" I whispered and he slowly
began to unzip his shorts. When I didn't say anything else he continued to take
them off and stood there in his underpants just as I had been moments earlier.
I stood up and pulled down my underpants, revealing in full my 6" well
proportioned 15 year old cock. I had light, fine, pubic hair which had only
come in within the last year. Hardly more than fuzz, really. Shel opened her
eyes and I heard her take in a deep breath as she stared at my cock. There we
stood, a tableau of wantonness waiting to happen. My cocked bobbed up and down
with my heartbeat and I could see Brian's cock throbbing against his undies.
He pulled them off. It seems that I saw this in slow motion but I'm sure it
only took a few seconds. His cock was smaller than mine, but a respectable 5
inches on his 12 year old frame looked huge. Then we all three stood on the
moss by the pond completely naked. A bird chirped somewhere.
I turned to Shelly and with my hands on her shoulders, walked her backwards to
the blanket. "I've got a towel in by bag" I said. I'm sure she knew the
pretense, even as I spoke it. For an 11 year old, she wasn't that dumb.
Standing was awkward for what I wanted to continue doing so I knelt down on the
blanket when I reached my bag and Shel sat down on the blanket on her knees
as well. Brian came over, somewhat shyly and joined us on the blanket.
"Here", I said, handing the towel to Shel. "You dry me off."
She took the towel and began to wipe my shoulders, proceeding to my arms mater
of factly and then my back. I lay back on the blanket, stretched out face up,
my cock stiffly at a good angle off my tummy still throbbing up and down.
Shelly began to wipe my chest but her eyes were fixed elsewhere. I could see
she was trembling. It still amazes me to this day how little we spoke through
this whole event. It seemed as if we were all playing roles that we had to
follow through on.
She reached my cock and seemed unsure how to proceed. I sat up on one arm and
with the other took her hand and placed it on my cock. Brian was still
watching from the edge of the blanket and he was slowly masturbating his
swollen cock.
"Come here Brian" I said. "Let me touch your cock."
He seemed shocked but caught up in the whole unfolding experience. He came
over and I took my hand off of Shelly's wrist and placed it on his cock. It
was warm and stiff. A bit smaller than mine but different somehow. He had
never been circumcised (I didn't really know about that then) and he had a lot
more foreskin than I and when I pulled my hand forward on his cock, the skin
pulled forward completely covering the head. On my cock, Shelly was doing the
same thing but the skin would stretch enough only to start covering the head.
She was watching what I was doing and was doing the same thing to my cock. I
could see her looking first at her brother then at me.
O.K., I thought, might as well take the plunge. My mouth was watering for Shel
but the young cock in my hand was having a good effect as well. I decided to
see what it tasted like. Now, I'm wasn`t experienced at this time but I knew
what was what. Sucking on another boy's cock was not socially acceptable but
was done anyway. I knew because I once caught two kids doing it at school
behind the football bleachers. I had always wondered what it was like and this
was my chance to find out. Besides, if I did it to Brian, perhaps Shelly would
do it to me. So I moved a bit more towards Brian and placed the tip in my
mouth. Salty, was my first thought. Then that was erased as I felt Shel take
the whole head of my cock in her mouth. Warm, no Hot and fine.
Then Brian pulled back. "Your a guy" he said.
"So," I said, "Shelly's doing me. Would you rather have her do you?"
"Yeah".
Shelly had this look on her face like she wasn't so sure. So I said I'd make
her feel good if she did to her brother what she was doing to me. I could tell
the idea excited her and we changed places. Shelly was on her knees and her
brother came up to her so he could place his cock in her mouth. I turned
around until I could touch her hairless cunt. I also had a little mouth action
in mind for myself.
Brian was rocking his hips back and forth slightly and his cock was sliding in
and out of Shelly's mouth about an inch. I was starting to do some real
exploring of my own. I spread Shelly's cut lips a little and was amazed at how
clean and pink it was inside. There was a little bump near the front and then
a small hole surrounded by delicate tissue. Then it tapered back to her light
brown asshole. I was going to lick my finger to get it wet and slide it in but
Shel was already wet. I could see the glistening of the moisture on the inside
of her cunt's lips, like dew on the grass in the morning. I touched it and was
surprised at how slippery it was, and how sticky. When I pulled my finger away
it pulled out into a long strand of delicate hairlike but transparent
elasticity.
I began to rub her cunt with my finger. I found that she especially liked
it when I got close to the little bump. When I looked closer I could see that
the 'bump' looked a bit like it had a hood over it and it was starting to
protrude a bit more. I moved my now wet finger back to the hole and delicately
began to push past the surrounding skin and inside. Boy was it warm in there.
At first Shel seemed to resist but as I kept working at it my finger went
in easier and easier, as if the surrounding tissue were stretching a bit. From
my position I could look up and see her smooth cunt, then her smooth body with
her tiny little nipples on what surly would one day become full breasts. At
her age they were barely hinting at being anything more than flat. Finally I
could see her sucking Brian. The saliva was fully wetting his cock and he
would occasionally push in far enough for his balls to touch her chin. Shel
would gag a little and start to pull back just as Brian pulled back out. Her
eyes were watering a little and I could see her nose was running too.
My mouth was watering to taste her cunt. My cock was bobbing up and down
against my belly. I raised my head to look at it and could see a tiny drop of
cum on the tip. I've never been so turned on. I reached down to my cock and
drew the drop of cum off with a finger and put the finger back in Shelly's
cunt. I rubbed it on her little knob and she wiggled her hips invountarily.
Then I raised up and spreading her legs a bit more, place out stretched tongue
on her cunt lips. There was a sweet taste mixed with salty sweat and a faint
acrid taste as well. All mixed together. Shelly moaned. Remembering what it
felt like when she put her mouth on my cock, I began to lick back and forth. I
tasted the musty bitter taste of her asshole and moved my tongue back over her
waiting hole to the little button. When I started licking her, I heard her
moan again and heard Brian exclaim "What 'cha stopping for". Then I sensed
that he was pumping a bit harder, holding her head so he could pump in better.
I knew what was about to happen so I moved out of the way. I watched as Brian
pumped her mouth with his dick and as he closed his eyes and shuddered. There
was a surprised expression on Shelly's face as he came. She seemed at first
stunned, then started to gag and pull away. Sperm spurted from his dick past
her head and he grabbed his cock and finished by hand. Shelly was spitting out
what had cum in her mouth and I could see a little milky drool on her shoulder.
"Wait", I said and moved up to Shelly. I placed my mouth on hers and stuck my
tongue in her mouth. She didn't move away. I think that after having Brian's
cock in there, she didn't object to a tongue. Then to my surprise, she tongued
me back. I could taste a sweet salty taste. Brian`s cum I thought. I broke
away. "Your supposed to swallow it" I said. "It's better that way." And she
just stared at me.
Then she looked at my cock. "Next time I'll try to do that" she said.
"O.K." I said. "Do you want to suck on my cock for a while?"
She didn't answer but moved around and went down on me. Man. What a feeling.
I could see her sucking on my cock and see her small hairless slit all at the
same time. I moved down and began to lick and suck her cunt in earnest. She
was slowly moving her head up and down and I was, unlike her brother, not
moving my hips but letting her do all the work. I licked her cunt and the
taste changed. The acrid tasted and the salty taste all faded except when I
tried to stick my tongue
deep in her tiny hole. The sweet taste remained. Soon
we were both lost in each other. I lost track of what Brian might or might not
be doing and was only interested in licking her cunt, sticking my finger in
her hole, and feeling her lick and such my cock. I moved one hand back and
spread her small ass cheeks, then slowly stuck my finger up her ass. It slid
in slowly and Shel wiggled as I did it, moaning and pausing her sucking. I
thrust my hips to remind her, and getting the idea, she resumed. Moments
later, I felt her sliding her finger up my asshole as well. That was it, I
came.
My cock started to throb and I knew I was about to spurt my load. I stopped
licking and my hips started to rock all on their own. Shelly knew, I think,
that I was about to repeat what her brother had just done. She sucked me
harder and wham, I erupted. It felt like the whole head exploded in her but
she just kept sucking. I heard her gag a bit but she kept it up, swallowing as
she could until I started to go limp. I fell back onto the blanket and just lay
there, staring up at her wet, hairless slit. Shelly stopped after a few
moments and sat up, wiping her mouth. Then she turned around and kissed me
on the lips. I could taste my own cum, salty and strong. We kissed for a
few minutes letting our tongues do battle with each other until we started
to giggle.
Then she got up, took her clothes, and went over to the pool and began to rinse
them out.
After a few minutes I looked around and there was Brian watching us. He had
put his pants back on and seemed pre-occupied in his own thoughts.
We hardly spoke after that. At least not the rest of the day. After our
clothes had a chance to dry out in a few hours we all started home. But this
didn't end our escapades. This was only the beginning.
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