Bradley's Classmate

Little English Boy

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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Bradley’s Classmate

12-year-old Bradley Fraser was an only child who was shy and sensitive. When his mother found she had to go away at very short notice for a few days mid-week, she arranged for a near neighbour’s 19-year-old daughter, Carrie Robinson, to stay with her son to act as sitter. Carrie’s mother decided to use the opportunity to visit her sister, and Mrs Fraser agreed Carrie could bring her little sister Julie to stay too and look after both kids. Julie was a classmate of Bradley, and he thought she was so pretty, although he had never plucked up the courage to speak to her. He was secretly thrilled that he would have a chance to get to know Julie, but there were to be several bumps along the way.

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It was Tuesday night, and Bradley Fraser was playing in the den on his Xbox when his mum called him into the kitchen.

“Bradley, my boss phoned earlier. One of our reps has broken her arm, so I have to attend a two day conference at Glasgow in her place. That means travelling up there tomorrow and I won’t be getting back until late Friday evening.”

Bradley was pleased as he could now have the house to himself.

“That’s OK mum, I can look after myself for a few days.”

“Oh no Bradley, you’re only 12 years old and I cannot leave you alone in the house at your age. I have just arranged for Mrs Robinson’s daughter to babysit you. She will be stopping over here to see you are alright.”

He was surprised.

“But Julie’s in my class mum.”

“Not Julie silly. Her big sister Carrie is a mature 19-year-old girl and is off to college in a few weeks. She will be looking after you. She has strict rules for babysitting, always insisting on being given full authority over her charges, including spanking naughty children who play her up. It is very difficult to get a babysitter at short notice, so I had to agree to her terms. You have always done as you were told with me, and I expect you to be on your best behaviour with Carrie young man if you don’t want to end up having a sore red bottom.”

Bradley was appalled as his mum had not spanked him since he was seven.

“But mum, I’m too old to get spanked.”

“Look Bradley, she is all I could get. Just do as you’re told, and you’ll be fine.”

Bradley was not happy, but what could he do?

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The following morning, he said ‘See you Friday’ to his mum and went to the bus stop. That so pretty Julie was there. He wished he wasn’t so shy, as he found it difficult to talk to her. He saw her give him a beautiful smile and walk over.

“Hi Bradley. My big sister tells me she will be babysitting you while your mum is at some conference. My mum said she would like to use the opportunity to take the train to see her sister in London. She just phoned your mum to ask if I could stay over at your house so Carrie can babysit us both. Err… I’m really pleased she agreed Bradley. Err… You… err… don’t mind… err… do you? Err… We could help each other with our homework.”

Bradley was overjoyed, but he wasn’t aware that Julie thought this shy boy was cute and wanted to get to know him.

“Err… Sure Julie. Err… Please don’t tell any of our friends your sister will be… err… babysitting me. I don’t need… err… one… err… but mum was adamant I couldn’t stay in the house alone.”

Julie knew how uncool it was to have even a sniff of a rumour that someone in their class needed a babysitter. She gave him that beautiful smile again.

“That’s OK Bradley. I don’t need… err… one… err… either, but mum and Carrie still treat me like a little girl. Mum has insisted my big sister looks after me while she’s away. I don’t want anyone to know that either, so it’ll be our secret.”

He was really pleased when Julie sat next to him on the bus and chatted away. Bradley thought Julie was so nice and was pleasantly surprised he was not his usual tongue-tied self with girls. After another day of learning she sat next to him on the bus again. When they got off at their stop, she smiled.

“This’ll be like a sleepover. Carrie is bringing my things round with her. I expect she’ll already be at your house.”

As Bradley opened the front door he saw an unfamiliar coat on the peg and a suitcase by the door.

“Carrie’s here Bradley, and that’s my suitcase with all my stuff in it.”

Carrie came out of the kitchen and glared at the two 12-year-olds.

“I want no nonsense from either of you little kids tonight as my boyfriend is coming over. Me and John will be busy and don’t want to be disturbed by two noisy little brats. Now get on with your homework. Tea will be at seven.”

Bradley was shocked as she flounced back off. Julie looked at her departing big sister and muttered under her breath.

“She’s still in that foul mood as it’s her time of the month.”

Bradley was an only child so had no sisters and did not understand.

“What do you mean Julie?”

Julie suddenly realised she had said that out loud, and this cute boy had just heard her. She went red.

“Err… Well… err… girls… err… err…”

She didn’t know how to explain this private thing about girls to a boy and could only throw herself on his mercy.

“Err… err… err… I’m sorry Bradley, I didn’t mean you to hear that. Err… Please can you forget I said it.”

He could clearly see she was uncomfortable for some reason, but she was a girl, and it was only polite for a boy to agree to a girl’s request without any questions. Julie breathed a sigh of relief as he gave her a smile.

“Of course Julie. Err… Shall we get on with our homework? I normally use the kitchen table while mum’s making tea.”

“Is there anywhere else Bradley? My sister is in a mood and it’s best to avoid her. She’ll find any excuse to give us a spanking. You don’t want a spanking from her. Carrie is a demon with the slipper and she really hurts.”

Bradley was astonished.

“Your sister spanks you!”

“Of course. Don’t you get spanked?”

“Mum hasn’t spanked me since I was seven.”

“You’re lucky, I get a bare bottom spanking several times a week from mum or Carrie.”

An image of Julie’s bare bottom floated across Bradley’s mind. Of course, he didn’t really know what Julie’s bare bottom looked like, but he’d seen her in a costume at school swimming lessons, and his imagination filled in the rest. That was when he felt his willy start to rise. It had been doing that a lot over the last six months, and it was stiff every morning when he woke up. He had no idea why it did that but had been too embarrassed to ask his mum about it. Just a minute he thought, Julie had said ‘give US a spanking’ and his mum had agreed Carrie had authority to spank him. He had better be ultra-careful around her if his bottom was not to be bared in front of Julie. He was puzzled to find his willy went even stiffer at that thought. He went red and moved his satchel in front, so his classmate wouldn’t notice.

“Err… We can… err… work in the den Julie. Err… Come with me.”

Julie gave him a smile and followed behind him towards the den. That was close he thought, she hadn’t seen it. He didn’t want to answer questions about that to a girl, especially not to this so pretty girl. The two classmates had been quietly working away on their homework for two hours, occasionally smiling at each other as they asked questions, and received answers. They had just finished when Carrie came in. She looked no happier than before.

“Right. Tea will be in five minutes. Go up and wash your hands. I’ll be checking you’ve done a good job.”

Bradley smiled at Julie.

“I’ll show you where the bathroom is.”

She followed him up the stairs into the bathroom. He went straight over to the sink to wash his hands. Julie wasn’t happy to use a bathroom with a boy there. She’d also badly needed a pee for the last half hour but hadn’t wanted to mention that to him. She definitely couldn’t do that while he was here. As he dried his hands, he saw her holding back.

“Don’t you need to wash your hands?”

Bradley saw her cheeks colour up.

“Err… I… err… need a pee.”

Bradley went red at his stupidity. He really should have thought of a girl’s needs.

“Err… I’m so sorry Julie… Err… Of course… err… I’ll leave you… err… to it.”

She smiled at the cute boy and closed the door after him. Julie unzipped her dress and dropped her panties, then stepped out of them and sat on the toilet. She found herself thinking about the big bulge Bradley had in his trousers when they started their homework. It had gone now, but she wondered what caused that. Some of her schoolfriends said boys have a willy which gets big sometimes. She’d seen Bradley and the other boys in her class wearing trunks during swimming lessons, which gave a vague outline, but she’d seen none of them with anything sticking out. She got a funny feeling as she tried to imagine Bradley without his Speedos. Finally, the pee began to flow, and she let out a satisfying sigh. She really shouldn’t have had that extra bottle of orange juice at break. Picking up a few sheets of toilet paper, Julie began to wipe. She was surprised it was all slippery down there. It felt really odd as she rubbed the paper over that swollen pink button, which she’d recently noticed got like that at times. As she got up, Julie gave a close inspection between her legs. Still not a hair in sight. Her hand went to her chest to feel under her training bra. She sighed as she realised her boobs hadn’t grown much either. Picking up her clothes, she got dressed, then washed her hands thoroughly. She didn’t want to fail her sister’s inspection. As she opened the door, Bradley was waiting for her and gave her a smile.

“Do you feel better now Julie?”

Bradley suddenly realised his question was asking a girl about an intimate feminine subject. A polite boy should never enquire about a girl’s toilet. She saw him go red and wondered why. She just smiled and nodded which did the trick.

“Err… Let’s eat Julie.”

As they got in the kitchen, Carrie checked both pairs of hands.

“They’ll do, I suppose. Now hurry up and eat, as you both have to be bathed before John gets here.”

Bradley was worried, as Carrie seemed to be suggesting she would be bathing him. His mum always let him have his privacy now and hadn’t bathed him since he was seven. He went through exactly what she had said and finally concluded it was just a bit of loose phrasing on her part.

“While you two eat, I’ll just go up and run the bath.”

Five minutes later Carrie came back in.

“I’ll get the dishes washed first so everything is done when John gets here.”

She had her back to the kids as she gave her orders.

“Go up and get undressed ready for your bath. I’ll be up shortly.”

Bradley was really worried now. As they went out the door, he realised she was probably just talking to Julie.

“Err… I’ll let you go first Julie. I’ll have my bath after you.”

Julie smiled and trotted off up the stairs as he went in the den. He had barely sat on the couch when Carrie came in.

“What are you still doing here? I told you to go up and get undressed ready for your bath.”

“You can bath Julie first. She’s already gone up. Err… I’ll have my bath after her.”

“I’ve far too much to do tonight and don’t want more of my time wasted. You little kids will be getting bathed together.”

Bradley was shocked. He began to say something, but she just grabbed his ear and dragged him out of the room and up the stairs. He was shrieking away, desperately trying to catch up with her, as it felt like his ear was being pulled off. In the bathroom, Julie had removed her skirt and was in her bare feet as she unbuttoned her blouse. She was just taking it off when the door burst open and Carrie shoved Bradley over to where she was standing. As Bradley rubbed his ear, he saw her floral panties and white bra. Julie quickly pulled her blouse back together and tugged the front down a bit.

“Off with those clothes you two, and no dawdling. John will be here shortly.”

Since Mrs Fraser would not be here, and Carrie’s time of the month had just ended, she was going to use this heaven-sent opportunity to have a few nights in bed with John. He wasn’t working and she didn’t start college for two weeks, so she would be spending the days in bed with him too. These little kids were a damned nuisance, but they’d just have to make their own cereal for breakfast. If she left a small part of the money she was receiving for babysitting, they could get a pizza for their evening meal, and could amuse themselves the rest of the time while she and John got busy. She was getting annoyed as the kids were just staring at each other. She grabbed her little sister and pulled off her blouse.

“You’ll do as you’re told you little brat.”

Bradley was stunned as Julie was yanked over her sister’s knee. Carrie pushed those floral panties down to fall around her ankles and off. This so pretty girl’s bare bottom was right there in front of him. Julie was soon blubbing as her big sister’s slipper came down again and again. Finally, Carrie stopped and pulled her up, getting her white bra off in a single flick. It was bad enough for Julie to be naked in front of this boy she found cute, but now she was crying like a little girl, and had a naughty little girl’s red bottom too. Julie knew covering up would just get more spanking so kept her hands at the side. As her blubbing diminished, she noticed his bulging trousers. Bradley had felt it begin to rise on seeing his classmate’s underwear. It swelled as her panties came down to reveal her bare bottom, and, now she was naked, it had never been so rigid. He was petrified as Carrie glared at him and gave an order that must be obeyed.

“Get all those clothes off little boy. RIGHT NOW!”

Bradley saw her tapping the slipper on her palm and knew he had no choice. His classmate was going to see his willy and it would be rigid too. He had taken off his shirt and trousers, so there was just his tented boxers to go. He saw Julie’s eyes go wide as she looked down at the bulge, and he hesitated. That was all the excuse Carrie needed as he landed over her lap. She went to yank his boxers off, but they got stuck. Carrie grabbed his neck to get him up, then reached for the front to unhook his boner and push his boxers down. Julie was astonished as she glimpsed how big a willy was, but in a moment the view disappeared as her big sister shoved him over her lap again and laid into his lily-white bottom. It wasn’t lily-white for long as that slipper landed time after time. When his blubbing was constant she pulled him up and Julie saw his rigid boner. He went to cover up, only to get a flurry of slippers across his sore red bottom.

“Get those hands on your head you naughty little boy.”

He did as he was told. Julie could now study a boy’s willy in the flesh. She reckoned Bradley’s was some seven inches long with a big purple head pointing at the ceiling. She saw there were two large bean-shaped things dangling below in a loose wrinkly sack with black curly hair all round between his legs. She was entranced and completely forgot she was naked too. Bradley had stopped blubbing and was just lightly snivelling as his eyes cleared and he could see his first ever naked girl. She looked so beautiful with two breasts about the size of half a lemon sticking out from her chest, each with a brownish circle an inch across and a central pink nipple pointing at him. Looking between her legs he saw that, instead of a willy, a girl has a slit there and apparently girls don’t have hair. Carrie had been astounded at the size of this 12 year old boy’s erection, and was looking forward to washing that, but she was getting impatient.

“In the bath you two.”

They both stepped in and quickly lowered themselves down into the soapy water.

“Stand up girl!”

Julie had no option. As she got up, she noticed that purple head was sticking up above the water. Her big sister was being brisk as she washed her all over. There was just one more bit to do when Julie heard the front door open.

“Up here John. I’m just bathing the little kids.”

Completely out of the blue Julie’s already sore, but now also wet, bottom received a sharp smack.

“That’s just a reminder to be nice to uncle John. I don’t want your usual attitude to my boyfriend.”

Her sister insisted she call him ‘uncle’ John, as if she was a little girl. Julie never did like the way he looked at her, and he was about to see her naked. Her heart started beating faster as each footfall landed on the stairs, then the door flew open. She saw her ‘uncle’ leer at her and noticed the front of his jeans starting to push out, just like Bradley’s had earlier. As he ogled her still a little girl’s naked body, Julie went red, but she knew what would happen if she covered up.

“I won’t be long John. Get that foot up on the edge girl, and legs apart so I can wash your little girl parts properly.”

Julie had to do as she was told in front of John. Also, Bradley’s face was barely twelve inches away from her formerly most private parts, and his eyes were looking straight at her wide open legs. She saw that purple head was now pulsing back and forth, making ripples on the surface. Carrie knew her boyfriend liked little girls and had actually shaved her pussy to look like one. She wanted to get John excited before they got in bed as he was an animal when he was excited, and she liked him that way. She could see her plan was working, as his jeans were bulging out, but not as much as the boy’s boxers had been. John was drooling as she rubbed her little sister’s bald pre-teen pussy. Carrie could feel her sister now had a large clitoris, just like she had, and wondered if it was a family trait. It stuck right out like hers does when John plays with it. He always loved playing with her clit, so she held her little sister’s lips open for him to see.

“What do you make of this John? Little girls don’t normally have this, do they John?”

He came up and Carrie let him take over holding her lips apart. He leaned in to inspect her very closely and Julie could feel his hot breath on her pussy as he slid his fingers all over her hairless slit. Julie nearly passed out as he squeezed her swollen pink button and sparks flew all round her body. He gave it another squeeze and grinned at the effect he was having on this 12-year-old little girl. He leered at Julie as he tweaked it again.

“It looks like she’s got a tiny willy, but I’m sure it’s just a bit of loose flesh. It’s nothing important Carrie.”

She let him continue to stimulate her little sister and he could see the moisture seeping out at the bottom of that juvenile pussy. He gave a light push on the little dip and two fingers slipped in so easily. He began to rub on that rough spot inside and Carrie saw he was getting very excited as Julie was beginning to shake all over. Her little sister’s juices were now flowing like a tap. Carrie kept a straight face as she spoke to him.

“Is this naughty little girl peeing on you John?”

He grinned at Carrie as he yanked his fingers out and gave Julie’s bottom six hard wallops.

“You naughty little girl peeing all over your dear old uncle John. What a disgusting child she is Carrie. Give me the soap so I can wash the pee off this horrid little girl. You get the little boy up and start on him.”

Carrie could now get her hands on Bradley’s huge boner, which was sticking out. Julie could do nothing as her sister’s boyfriend began to wash her slit, and inside her hole. As he was feeling her up, he looked across at Bradley.

“The little boy is pretty big for a 12-year-old. Do you reckon it squirts yet? Try it out. I bet he’ll enjoy it.”

Bradley had no idea what else his willy could do apart from peeing, as his mum said good little boys don’t touch down there. He had wondered why any boy would want to do that. In the last two months he had woken up quite a few times with wet pyjamas. When it first happened, he was worried something had broken and, despite his huge embarrassment, had no alternative but to show his mum. He hadn’t been naked in front of his mum since he was seven, and she seemed as nervous as he was when she got his pyjamas right off and checked his willy. She simply muttered something about it happens to boys, then told him to take a shower and put his pyjamas in the wash while she changed his sheets.

He saw Carrie get the baby lotion and put some on her palms. She was excited to grab that impressive circumcised boner and began sliding up and down, which he was surprised to find felt nice. Julie wondered what her big sister was doing to him but couldn’t take her eyes off his so stiff willy as her sister rubbed back and forth. She saw that sack move up as Bradley began to breath faster. Her own breathing was getting ragged at John’s groping, and she felt like she was melting as John rammed his two fingers right in and pressed his thumb hard on her button. As she collapsed back in the bath, Bradley felt like he wanted to pee and gave a grunt. He had experienced nothing like that before and dared not look at Julie so closed his eyes tight. Julie saw a stream of white stuff shoot out of the end of his willy and go all over her little boobs. Bradley’s stuff felt so hot and gave her quite a tingle as it landed. His legs gave way as he fell back in the water.

“OK John, you’d better wash that off the little girl, then dry her. I’ll clean up the little boy and dry him.”

John grinned at Carrie as his soapy hands rubbed and squeezed Julie’s young breasts. He felt her nipples go hard and gave them an extra rub. Eventually he was done and lifted Julie right out of the water to kiss both pink little pebbles.

“There you are little girl. Two nice kisses from your uncle John.”

Carrie saw he was so horny as he set Julie down and rubbed the little girl all over to get her dry, ending with an extra rub on her sticking out clitoris. Carrie was pretty perfunctory with Bradley as she hadn’t felt John inside her for a week and desperately wanted him to scratch that ferocious itch between her legs as soon as possible. Then they could do other stuff to get him excited for a second bout, and possibly a third this evening, with more to come over the next two days.

“Right you two little kids, John and I have something very important to do. Clean this bathroom up then get all your clothes in the wash. I don’t want you getting more clothes dirty, so you can stay as you are for the rest of the evening. Watch TV or play on the Xbox, but we don’t want to be disturbed, or John will be giving you both a good spanking. Julie, you’re sleeping on the couch. It’s school in the morning, so the pair of you had better be in bed by nine. We’ll be busy tomorrow, so you can make your own cereal breakfast and I’ll leave some money to get a pizza in the evening.”

John could wait no longer to get inside Carrie and chased her out of the bathroom with a grope of her bum. As they rushed off, Julie smiled across at Bradley. Bradley had his hands loosely between his legs and was gazing down at his feet, not knowing where else to look. Now the adults had gone, he slowly lifted his head up and met her eyes. He instantly dropped them back down as if fascinated by his toes. She heard a mumbled apology.

“Err… I’m so sorry Julie. Err… I shouldn’t be… err… looking at you… err… when you have no clothes on.”

“I’ve never seen a naked boy before today. Err… Have you ever seen… err… a naked girl Bradley?”

She saw his head go down even further.

“Err… Never… err… Julie.”

She was closely studying this shy boy, but it didn’t seem right to look at him now he was just staring at the ground. When John leered at her, it was just so embarrassing, but she’d seen the look of wonder in Bradley’s eyes as he saw her naked body earlier, and that had felt somehow different, even exciting. She mulled it over then made her decision.

“Err… I think it would be fair… err… if we… err… both look at each other… err… when we have no clothes on.”

Bradley was really embarrassed to be naked in front of his classmate, but fair was fair. He put his hands behind his back, and her eyes saw his willy was all floppy and much smaller than earlier. As he raised his eyes and alighted on her slit, she was amazed to watch that limp 3 inch willy rise and almost double in width as it grew to that rigid seven incher her big sister first revealed earlier. With her mathematical brain, a quick calculation reckoned his willy’s volume must have increased almost ten-fold. She wondered how on earth it could do that but, after a recheck, knew the maths didn’t lie.

“Was that what happened when we went in the den. I saw your trousers were sticking out behind your satchel. It was floppy a minute ago. Why does it keep changing?”

Bradley was horrified she had noticed earlier. He didn’t know how to explain this private thing about boys to a girl.

“Err… err… err…”

He got no further as her curiosity became too great and she asked the question she wanted to ask since first seeing it.

“May I touch it?”

He could only nod, not trusting his voice to work. Julie tentatively reached out and put her finger on it. It twitched and she pulled back. Just that briefest of touch from his classmate felt fantastic and he wanted more. He wondered if his voice would work and was grateful to find that it still did.

“Err… Sorry it twitched… err… but I have no control… err… over what it does. Err… That did feel nice though. Would you… err… like to… err… do that again?”

Julie gave him such a sweet smile and he felt it get stiffer.

“It’s bobbing up and down now Bradley.”

He saw her hand stretch forward and as her fingers gave the gentlest of squeezes, it felt just so good.

“It is hard and yet soft at the same time Bradley. I have never felt anything like that before. It’s really hot too. You’ve got such a lot of hair down here.”

It felt electric as she brushed her fingers over his pubes.

“Err… That hair has grown… err… over the last year. Err… My… err… willy has grown… err… too. It… err… was still small… err… with no hair when I had my eleventh birthday.”

She reached below to feel his sack. She gave a light squeeze and he winced.

“Err… Please be careful with those, they are very sensitive.”

She apologised and moved her hand underneath, so she was just cradling them.

“They are quite big and heavy. What are they called?”

“Err… They are my… err… balls. They were small last year too and… err… didn’t hang down at all.”

He felt the need to ask her a question.

“Err… Don’t girls get hair… err… down there?”

“Err… I accidentally saw Carrie… err… in the shower once and… err… know she has hair.”

He saw his classmate touch her chest.

“Err… Her boobs… err… are much bigger than these too…”

Bradley saw a look of sadness enter her eyes as she continued.

“…because… err… I’m still… err… a little girl.”

He briefly studied those mounds which looked wonderful to him, then his shyness returned, and he became fascinated by his big toe again. He was sure a boy shouldn’t be looking at a girl there.

“Err… They look fantastic to me Julie. Err… If you’re still a little girl, you’re the prettiest little girl ever.”

He glanced up at his classmate’s blue eyes, which were now positively sparkling. That’s much better he thought.

“Err… You… err… think so?”

He had no hesitation in answering that.

“I know so!”

He saw her come so close and then she tentatively pressed her lips on his. He would normally recoil at having his personal space invaded, but this felt so good. It felt even better as her tongue explored his lips then she pushed it forward and he let her in. Feeling her tongue was terrific. Julie was in ecstasy, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own as it began to press against his stiff willy. She felt her pink button grow as it got rubbed along Bradley’s hot boner. Then she gave out a low moan and her whole body shuddered. Bradley felt like he wanted to pee and tried to back away, but she pushed her button into him harder to keep that electrifying feeling flowing through her body. He could hold back no longer and gave out a grunt. That had felt fantastic, but he was appalled as his classmate looked down at the mess. He was surprised she gave him such a sweet smile after he had done something so horrible as peeing over her.

“Err… I’m so sorry Julie… err… I’ve… err… peed on you. Can you ever forgive me?”

Julie picked up a large dollop of his stuff and held it up to him.

“It’s not like my pee which is clear and yellow. Is a boy’s pee all thick and sticky? It’s white too. Look.”

He could see it wasn’t pee. He hadn’t dared look at Julie when Carrie gave him that great feeling earlier, as he knew he had squirted something over her. The feeling he just got was similar to what Carrie did, but ever so much better. That sticky stuff smelt like when he woke up with wet pyjamas, but he didn’t know what it was.

“Err… A boy’s pee is clear and yellow too. Err… Recently, I’ve begun to wake up with wet pyjamas, and it smells like that. The first time it happened I was so worried and had to show everything to my mum. That was so embarrassing as mum hadn’t seen me naked since I was seven. She seemed too embarrassed to tell me what it was, just saying it happens to boys, so I still don’t know what it is. That was incredible for me when it came out.”

She grinned.

“It felt incredible for me too. Your willy has shrunk and gone all floppy now. We’d better clean up as its gone all down my front and between my legs. Would you like to wash your stuff off me? After that, I can wash your willy for you.”

He got some soap to wet his hands and tentatively rubbed around her belly button, but did not want to go much lower, as that was a girl’s private area. She grabbed his hand and pushed it down on her button then moved it over her slit.

“You need to rub well all around here… err… to get it out of… err… these folds.”

As she slid it to the bottom, he felt a little dip. Her breath caught as she pushed his finger in. He had never felt anything so wonderful. The tunnel was warm and moist and really slippery, then his finger began to explore. Julie had desperately tried not to react to John’s groping, but her body had betrayed her. Now with Bradley, she could not believe how great these feelings were. Bradley felt her clamp down on his finger as she gave a low moan and had her third orgasm that evening. He saw her shudder as she removed his finger. His classmate saw he had gone stiff and grinned.

“My turn now. Your willy has gone stiff again. Willys are funny. It’s ever so big Bradley.”

If he’d ever seen another 12-year-old’s erection he might have known how true her compliment was, but he just smiled as she soaped her hands and slid them up and down his boner. She knew he was enjoying this when it went so stiff. As that funny feeling moved to its peak, Bradley wanted to see what happens. They both looked down as the end swelled up and he gave a series of grunts. Those white squirts shot out as she aimed them into the bath. They spoke in unison.

“Wow, that was awesome!”

They laughed at having exactly the same thoughts. Julie got a towel and wiped off his limp willy, then wiped the soap off her front. She passed him the wet towel and unintentionally took charge with her firm voice.

“Right. I’ll clean the bathroom up. You will get all our clothes in the wash.”

As Bradley picked everything off the floor, he chuckled at his classmate giving him orders.

“Yes Miss Robinson. Right away Miss Robinson.”

She grinned, then put on a stern face and did a pretty good impression of Miss Christianson, their home room teacher.

“No dawdling boy unless you want me to give you a good spanking. Do you want a good spanking Fraser?”

She was as surprised as he was when his willy rose again. He just shrugged and returned her grin.

“No Miss.”

He wondered if he should dawdle just to see if she would carry out her threat. He was puzzled as it went rigid.

When Julie had got the bathroom spotless, she went to go down. That was when she heard her sister’s voice shrieking ‘Oh God, oh God, oh God’ accompanied by loud grunts from John. She sneaked over to the big bedroom to investigate. The door was ajar, so she looked though the crack to see they were both on the bed naked. Carrie had gone silent now but was panting as she laid back with her pussy on full display. Julie was surprised to see that hairy triangle had gone, so it was now bald like her pussy. At the top, a pink button was sticking out, like hers had been earlier. Carrie’s bigger slit was wet and sticky, and something was oozing out of her hole. John’s chest heaved up and down as he lay beside her with a limp willy that was also wet and sticky. She noticed it was smaller than her classmate’s floppy willy.

Julie saw her sister smile as John leaned over to clamp his mouth on her left nipple and fondle her boobs. Then he kissed all the way down to between her legs and licked his tongue right along her slit. Carrie groaned as he sucked her button, clearly enjoying it. He kept pushing his tongue hard into her pussy as he tweaked her button with his thumb. Her groans increased, and Julie saw his willy was growing. When it got fully stiff, it was nowhere near as big as Bradley’s. Carrie suddenly let out a loud moan as her body shook. Grinning at John, her sister moved down the bed to put that stiff willy in her mouth. She was bobbing up and down whilst sucking on it, then he gave a grunt and rammed it in her mouth. Carrie coughed and pulled off, so it squirted all over her face. Julie thought that looked gross, but her sister had a big grin as she used the back of her hand to wipe it off, then she smiled at John and licked it all up. He had a grin too as she poked her tongue out at him all covered in his stuff. Julie had seen enough, so left them to it and quietly slipped away.

As she went into the kitchen, she saw Bradley’s rear as he bent over to pick something off the floor. His legs were apart, and she saw his willy and balls dangling down, looking quite different from this angle. That is one cute butt she thought, but it still looked sore. She wondered if he would like her to rub it. That always soothed her bum after a spanking.

“Your bare bum looks really red Bradley. Would you like me to rub it to soothe away the sting?”

The flames had diminished but he was still sore. He thought it was a nice thing his classmate was offering to do for him.

“Err… Yes please… err… Julie.”

His brain was working full stretch, trying to stamp hard on his innate shyness and put his mouth in a different gear. He heard a strange voice utter something he never in a million years could have dreamed he would ever say to a girl.

“Would you turn round please? I would like to look at your bare bottom and check if is red too.”

She did as she was asked. It was the most beautiful sight ever, and that strange voice spoke his innermost thoughts.

“That is the most perfect bottom I could ever have imagined. It’s almost edible.”

He was appalled at the remarks that voice had just made to this so pretty girl.

“Was it me who just said that out loud?”

She was puzzled as no one else was here. He was so relieved as she gave him her most beautiful smile.

“It certainly was you Bradley. Thank you very much for that compliment.”

His brain was grateful not to have to work so hard as Bradley found that more confident voice of his own accord.

“It is all red and looks very sore. Would you like me to rub your bare bottom too?”

His classmate was pleased this cute boy’s voice had lost its shy tone.

“That would be nice Bradley. I’ll do you first. Let’s go to the den, and you can lie on the couch.”

“That sounds perfect.”

Bradley and Julie both felt so much better after each had dealt with the other’s sore bottom. She smiled at him and asked what he wanted to do next. They immediately threw out Carrie’s options of watching TV or playing on his Xbox. They were both naked and on a couch, so made a joint decision that kissing and cuddling, mixed in with a lot of exploring, would be much more fun. It was quite a while later when he heard the hall clock strike quarter to nine.

“We’d better get ready for bed. I can’t possibly let you sleep on this couch. You have my bed; I’ll sleep down here.”

She said she couldn’t take his bed, but he insisted. Their discussion went to and fro for a bit longer when he finally resolved the issue by going into the hall and getting her suitcase. He stood in the doorway and gave her a smile.

“Come on, I’ll show you where to put your clothes.”

She watched him walk off up the stairs with all her stuff. She’d never been in a boy’s bedroom and decided to follow him. Her boy cousins were slobs, so she didn’t know what to expect. Julie was surprised to see his bed was immaculately made, with a double quilt having Spiderman swinging right across the cover. She saw he didn’t have any cuddly toys on the pillows like she had, and as she looked around his room it was all so neat and tidy. There were several Manchester United posters on his wall and dangling from the ceiling were six model planes. On the window shelf were some model tanks with an Action Man figure alongside. That was when she saw a well-loved green plush toy dinosaur by the bedside cabinet. She recognised it as Rex from Toy Story, her favourite film. Its stubby arms had been chewed and Rex was clearly something Bradley had had since he was very small. She thought he was so sweet to have held on to it.

“Is that Rex over there? Toy Story is my favourite film.”

He was worried what she might think about him having such a childish thing in his bedroom. She saw Bradley go red.

“Err… Yes… err… My mum got Rex for me… err… when I was four.”

“I see its arms are a bit chewed. Did you do that?”

She saw him go even redder.

“Err… When I was little… err… I could never get to sleep without cuddling Rex. Err… Mum said when she came in to check on me before she went to bed… err… I was always fast asleep… err… sucking on his tiny arm.”

If he’d had a bad day, he still liked to sleep cuddling Rex but had to keep that secret from her or she would think he was still being a silly little boy. He thought a more manly statement was appropriate.

“Err… I’m far too old for that sort of thing now.”

She put her arm round his neck and gave him a kiss on his cheek. She looked into his eyes as she held on to him.

“I still can’t sleep without cuddling my reindeer Sven. I’ve had him since I was five and mum took me to see Frozen. I hope you don’t think I’m still being a silly little girl.”

He brightened and thought it was now safe to share that secret with his classmate.

“Of course not Julie. I love Frozen. Can I let you into a secret? Actually, I do still sleep with Rex in my arms sometimes.”

He was surprised when she pulled him in for a big kiss right on the lips.

“Well, I think that is just so sweet Bradley.”

He picked up her suitcase and put it on the bed for her. As she opened it up, he saw she was shifting everything around as if looking for something important.

“What’s up?”

“My rotten sister hasn’t packed Sven.”

She returned his smile as he held something out to her. She gave it a cuddle and placed it lovingly on the pillows.

“Thanks Bradley, Rex will be safe with me.”

Bradley reached into the wardrobe and took out trousers, socks, and underwear, then some shirts off their hangers.

“You can use this for your clothes. I’ll put my stuff in the cupboard outside.”

He gave her a goodnight kiss as he thought it polite to go so she could put away her intimate things without his presence.

Once he had gone, she noticed his room had a distinctive boy’s aroma about it. Rex had that same delicate scent, and she decided she liked it. As she put her clothes away, she saw Carrie had also forgotten to pack a nightie and muttered something very rude about her stupid sister. Getting under his covers, she was so excited. She was actually going to be sleeping in his bed, and it would feel so good waking up in the morning with the fragrance of this cute boy all round her. She had loved being cuddled by him earlier, and their kisses – WOW. She wished it could be waking up in the morning with the arms of this cute boy all round her. Surprised to hear a quiet knock on the door, she got back up to see it was Bradley. She thought he was the perfect gentleman to knock on his own bedroom door now she was in residence.

“Sorry to disturb you, but I forgot my pyjamas. I’ll just grab them and let you to get back to bed.”

As he picked them up and went to go, her arms came around his neck. As their lips finally parted, she made her decision.

“My sister didn’t pack my nightie, so I’ve had to go to bed in my birthday suit. You don’t have to sleep on the couch…”

He cut her off.

“Look, we don’t want to go over all that again. Honestly, I’ll be fine with the couch.”

Bradley saw his classmate give him that most beautiful smile.

“I was going to say there’s plenty of room in your bed for the both of us. I would really like that Bradley.”

He started to say something, but she put her finger on his lips and took his pyjamas to place them on the chair.

“You won’t need these.”

Gazing into his classmate’s blue eyes, he saw a look that brooked no arguments. He wondered why his willy was rising.

“I saw my big sister and her boyfriend doing something that looked fun. Can we try that out together Bradley?”

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