Oak Tree Cabins

Oak Tree Cabins 3

By NAMB

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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Oak Tree Cabins – A Year Later

It all started a year ago when the boys got a rash on their penises from jerking off after coming in contact with poison ivy. Their sisters were recruited to help with their recovery by rubbing ointment on the boy’s injured organs. Both girls and boys liked it so much that they kept up with the practice long after the medical need disappeared. They perfected their games during the school year and now look forward to their “nature walks” again this year at Oak Tree Cabins.

[Saturday]

I was looking forward to going back to Oak Tree Cabins again this year. I liked the openness of the country as compared to the cramped city life we normally lived. There’s no school, sleeping in, relaxed eating (ice cream almost every night) and other benefits.

Mark and I piled into my dad’s car for the trip while my sister, Elaine, joined Mark’s sisters Marlene and Megan in the Koch’s car. We caravanned up together.

This year it would be different. Last year Mark and I got rashes on our penises and our sisters had to take care of us. At first there was the justification of our medical condition that allowed our sisters to apply a special lotion to our penises.

It escalated from there. The girls decided to continue the practice on our “nature walks” and Mark and I agreed to go along with it since it gave us our only reasonable chance of masturbating.

I wish I could say that we got to see the girls naked, but it was all one way.

Mark and I got only a brief retrieve when we all got home. Our sisters got brief glances at us on the rare occasions when our parents were not around. They would simply order “take it out” and we’d have to show them.

We all settled into a normal routine and convinced our parents to let us watch ourselves on Friday evenings while they went bowling. The girls took advantage of these sessions to make us get completely naked for them. As the weeks went by these sessions became more and more controlled by the girls.

I have mixed feelings about this. On the one hand there is the extreme embarrassment of being naked alongside Mark in front of the girls. It’s amazing how important something as simple as clothing can be: the girls had it and we didn’t. That gave them the power and put us boys in a submissive position.

On the other hand, they really learned how to make our penises feel good especially with the way they tease them. I don’t have the will power to hold out that long. The girls really push the limits of my stamina and I love it when they make me cum. There is nothing I can do myself that even comes close.

The girls also introduced Mark and me to other activities including sucking each other off.

So I was looking forward to getting to the cabin where we could take daily “nature walks.”

It was late afternoon when we arrived.

Mom said, “Kids, I want you to get all your stuff unpacked. And boys, that means in the drawers, neatly folded.

It’s already late. We’re going into town to have supper and then shop for some last minute food items.”

“Can we go over to the drug store?” Elaine asked. “I forgot my …” Here she got quiet and whispered something in my mom’s ear.

Mom looked back at her and said, “I left them on the dresser in your room. You should have packed them.”

“I saw them, mom, but I didn’t want to leave them out in the open like that and I put them in the drawer. I’m sorry. I forgot them.”

Mom laughed, “It’s OK. We can buy more. They won’t waste. It’s not like you’re not going to use them eventually.”

She turned to the other girls, “How about you? Are you prepared?”

“Yes ma’am,” came the reply, “At least for now. Elaine can borrow some of ours if she needs them.”

“It’s OK, we can get Elaine her own supply.”

Mark and I looked at each other and shrugged. We had no idea what the womenfolk were talking about.

There wasn’t enough time for a nature walk that day. The girls seemed disappointed and so was I. It was probably for the better. I don’t think I’d enjoy it as much if it were rushed. Nonetheless, I really feel like I need to get it off.

Our parents stopped bowling two weeks ago and won’t pick up again until the fall. The girls hadn’t milked me for more than two weeks. My balls would have burst if I hadn’t had a couple of quick releases with my own hand while in the shower. The last of these was 5 days ago and it was good, but not as good as when the girls do me.

The next day was Sunday and our dads took us fishing while mom and Mrs. Koch and the girls went to and arts and crafts fair in town.

So, it was not until Monday that we had a regular schedule. Our dads left shortly after lunch and would only be back on the weekends.

[Monday]

“So what do you kids plan to do today?” Mrs. Koch asked.

Elaine was quick to answer, “The boys and us are going on a nature hike.”

“Oh, that’s nice. You kids seemed to enjoy that last year.

Oh, and boys? Stay out of exotic vegetation. We don’t want a repeat of what happened last year.”

I blushed as I recalled the incident.

Lunch was barely over and the girls helped us with the cleanup. The girls had a rotating schedule for doing the dishes after supper. Us boys got the lighter clean ups normally associated with breakfast and lunch. All of us were eager to get to the woods.

As soon as we got out of earshot of the cabins, Megan remarked, “I can’t wait. I haven’t seen you boys for a couple of weeks.”

“Me neither,” my sister responded. “I only got a brief glimpse of my brother’s penis last Saturday. I made him show it to me, but we couldn’t do anything.”

Marlene commented, “It’s at least a half mile to the stream. It’s going to take us a couple of more minutes to get there. Can we at least get a look now?”

“Good idea, sis!

Boys, how about you take it out of your shorts and walk with us with them hanging out.”

“Someone could see us,” Mark protested.

“Oh come now,” Marlene said, “There’s nobody out here and if there is, we’ll have you put them away before they can see anything.”

So we marched on with our penises protruding out of our flies pointing the way in front of us.

The trail was so narrow for us all to walk abreast, so my sister took the lead, I walked beside Marlene and Mark walked along with his other sister.

Every minute or so, the girls switched places so each girl got to walk beside a boy and look at him.

I felt a lot more comfortable when we reached the place to get off the trail and to the stream where the girls did us last summer.

“OK boys, time to get completely naked again,” my sister commanded.

It felt a bit funny getting naked outdoors after doing it for so long inside one of our apartments on Friday nights. The warm air and sunshine against my exposed skin felt nice.

“So where did we leave off?” Megan asked.

The girls had a “batting order” as to whose turn it was to do which boy.

Elaine jumped right in, “I have my brother, Marlene has Mark. Then she moves to Steve and Megan takes over Mark.”

I shuttered as Elaine took my penis in her fingers. It had been weeks since I felt hers or any of the other girls’ fingers on it. Immediately, my penis filled in the gap between hard and totally hard. I started leaking precum within seconds of her touching it.

She manipulated my organ with her usual skill and very quickly brought me to the brink. Normally she would tease me by bringing me to just short of the ejaculation point and let me slide down over and over: up and down as if she were playing with a yo-yo. The longer any of the girls teased me, the more forceful and satisfying my ejaculation was. Elaine was the best of the girls at doing this.

However, today was a special day. It was the first day of the “new season” and after a long dry spell for all of us.

After such a long spell of chastity my endurance was minimal. I was amazed that I didn’t have wet dreams. Now my sister was on the verge of milking my pent-up semen out of me.

My ejaculation hit so hard that I could not tell whether it was pleasure or pain that I was feeling. The girls squealed with delight as they watched my semen arc from the tip of my organ.

“Wow, that was great, bro. That just might be the best we’ve ever seen you do.”

I had to lean back against a tree. The bark was rough on my back, but I needed to steady myself. My legs were too rubbery to support me.

I thought about the embarrassment my sister just put me through. She made me cum in front of my friend and his two sisters. It was worth it. My need to have her and the other girls masturbate me exceeded the humiliations they made us go through.

We did the rounds that afternoon with each girl doing both Mark and Me. By the end of the day, I was drained. I could not thank the girls enough for relieving me the way that they did.

Laying in bed later that night, I confided to Mark, “I think I’ve just had the greatest series of cums ever. The girls have gotten really good at what they are doing.”

“I know. Just thinking about it gets me hard. I don’t know how that is happening. It should be impossible after all the cum they made me make.”

“Do you like what the girls are doing to us?”

“Of course. I can’t make myself cum as well as they do.”

“I don’t mean that part. I mean the part about us having to get naked for them and do things for them. Doesn’t I embarrass you to have your little sisters in charge of you?”

“It does. Do you feel embarrassed by Elaine?”

“Well sort of. For all my life she’s been my little sister and now she’s in control of me. That’s not right.”

Mark laughed, “Tell me. I get it in stereo. But what are we going to do? If we stop obeying the girls, they stop playing with us. You don’t want to give that up, do you?”

“No. I guess we’re doomed to be sex slaves to our sisters for the rest of our lives. I don’t like being used like a toy: a doll for them to play with but this doll likes being played with.”

[Tuesday]

As we kids hiked out to “Penis Point,” as the girls nicknamed it, they had a discussion.

“That was a lot of fun yesterday,” Marlene remarked, “I always like making you boys squirt for us. But we have to work on doing some of the other things we learned over the winter.

Being out here in nature is nice. We don’t have to clean up your cum. However, there’s no convenient place to sit so we can do you with our feet.”

“Yes, the ground is kind of rough here.” Elaine put in. “I think we’re all going to have to follow Marlene’s method where she keeps her Keds on. Steve really likes it when she does that. Don’t you, Steve?”

I was surprised to be included in a conversation with the girls. Normally, the girls made decisions on their own without consulting Mark or me. “Of course. I like all the attention you girls can give me.”

I really did like the girls doing me with their feet and the crepe rubber soles on Marlene’s Keds tickled my penis in a special way.

The girls giggled and my sister said, “Good boy!” Turning to the other girls she said, “See how well I’ve trained him?”

I really did not like the way this conversation was going but I felt like I had no right to speak unless spoken to.

“Mark’s a good boy too!” Megan complimented. “I think we’ve done a good job with our brothers.”

The girls were back to talking about us in the third person even though we were right there with them.

“Then there is the matter of having the boys suck each other off,” my sister commented. “I don’t think there is a suitable place for them to kneel down and do that.”

I was half and half on blow jobs. I liked getting them from Mark and oddly enough, even though he was in the apparently inferior position when he did this, I felt that I was under his control.

I had an irrational thought that by performing oral sex on him, I would be considered queer. That’s not something I would like other people to know. On the other hand, none of what we’ve been doing with the girls for the past year is something I would like other people to know.

So we limited ourselves to masturbation for this session.

Even though I had just cum multiple times the day before, I found ejaculating at the girls’ hands to be very enjoyable.

Before we left, Elaine did a “site survey.” She looked around and said, “If we could move that log over there to here, us girls could sit on it.

And then if you take that log over there, and move it, then you boys can sit on it. It might not be as comfortable as the arrangements we had at home, but we should be able to make it work. We can balance ourselves on the logs with our hands, We don’t need them if we are pumping them with our feet.”

After some discussion we figured that we could make a mat out of some straw from a nearby farmer’s field. We made multiple trips back and forth until we had a good enough area for Mark and be to give each other blow jobs.

We all worked hard and we were sweaty. I could not wait to take a dip in the pool.

We got back late for lunch. My mom asked, “It’s almost 1 o’clock. Where have you kids been? We were getting worried about you.”

Elaine fielded this one, “Sorry, mom. We were all having such a good time we just lost track of time.”

“Well don’t do it again.”

Mrs. Koch had her own comments on the subject, “Look at you kids. You’re filthy! What have you been doing, rolling in the dirt?”

We didn’t really have a good answer for that other than a general apology. Fortunately, our moms bought it.

“I’m not letting you in the house until you clean up,” Mrs. Koch stated. “We’ll make some sandwiches, but you’ll have to eat them out on the porch.”

“It’s OK, mom.” Mark put in, “Steve and I are going to change into our trunks and hit the pool.”

“What about you girls?” she asked.

Megan stammered, “I think I’ll take a shower.”

“Me too,” her sister added.

My sister said that she would take a shower too.

We ate our sandwiches and Mark and I went into our room and got our trunks on. We were out to the door and in the pool in probably less than a minute.

We were surprised to see our sisters trekking along about an hour later. I thought it odd that they would take a shower before the pool. Even a shower doesn’t wash away all the chlorine smell. Given how particular the girls are, I’m sure they’ll have to take another shower after the pool too.

The girls selected some recliners and then removed their covers. WOW!

Last summer, they were skinny bean poles. Now their hips had flared out, their tushies rounded out and boobs! When did that happen? Mark and I had been with the girls constantly. Heck we lived in the same house with them.

But I guess that even in her pajamas, Elaine had managed to hide her figure.

Now, instead of the one-piece bathing suits they wore last year, they were wearing two-piece outfits. I’ve seen skimpier pieces of cloth on women – bikinis, but the suits the girls were wearing were as revealing as our strict Catholic moms would let them get away with.

Even at that they were making me hard. Even my sister. I was glad I was wearing my “baggies” instead of the tighter-fitting suits my mother had me wear when I was younger. I hated those suits, they hid nothing, especially when I got an erection as small as it was at that age.

Even with my new bathing suit, I was not going to get out of the pool with it being as tented out as it was. I looked over at Mark. I could see he was staring too.

The girls showed no interest in getting in the pool. Instead, they concentrated on working on their suntan. Megan turned on her transistor radio and tuned it to a rock station.

Mark and I stayed in the pool until almost dinner time. The girls left a bit earlier. They had duties associated with making dinner that us boys didn’t. Our job was to take out the trash afterwards.

As we walked back, Mark remarked, “Wow, your sister is hot!”

“Your two sisters aren’t too bad either.”

“Maybe we can talk the girls into taking their clothes off or at least their tops.”

“We can try, but I don’t think that’s going to happen.”

[Wednesday]

The next day we all left at the same time. Once entering the woods, the girls made us take our penises out as we walked like they did on the previous days. It’s a good thing the path was shaded, I would not want to get sunburned on that part of my body.

We got to the stream and started our activities. Megan was into masturbating her brother when we heard a cracking sound in the trees above us. As we turned around to look at the source of the noise, we saw a figure of a girl swinging on a branch. The branch bent down and the girl fell off plopping to the ground after a drop of several feet.

I recognized her immediately. It was little Debbie who lived a couple of cabins down. It seems that a lot of people come back to Oak Tree Cabins year after year.

She was sitting on the ground after her fall and Marlene and my sister rushed to her.

“Are you OK?” Marlene asked.

“I … I think so. My bum hurts but it’s not too bad.”

In the meantime, Mark and I grabbed our clothes and held them in front of us.

The girls helped Debbie up and brought her to our spot. My first reaction would have been to chase her away, but the girls were smarter than that.

“What are you doing out here and what were you doing up in that tree?” Elaine asked.

“I was out walking yesterday and I saw you guys. I wanted to join you but when I got close, I could see that the boys had their pee-pees out.

I saw you come here, but I couldn’t get close enough to see what you were doing with the boys. I could see that they took all their clothes off and that you were touching their pee-pees.

So I decided that I would get here before you today and hide where I could get a better look.

I crawled out too far on the branch and it started to break. I lost my balance and I fell.”

“So what did you see?”

“I saw you playing with the boys pee-pees and then they peed this white stuff.”

Elaine frowned. She said, “Wait here with the boys, Debbie. The girls and I are going to have a conference.”

The girls went up the path a bit to their “meeting room,” a wider part of the path to the stream where they would always congregate when discussing secrets they did not want us boys to hear.

After a couple of minutes, they came back.

Elaine was once again the spokesgirl. “How old are you, Debbie?”

“I’m 10.”

“Does your mom know that you are sneaking off to the woods alone?”

“No. Please don’t tell her.”

“We will keep your secret if you’ll keep ours. You can’t tell anyone what you saw here. Promise?”

“Promise. But can I stay and watch? I really want to see this.”

The girls looked at each other. Magen said, “I don’t see what harm it will do. She’s already seen everything.”

Marlene put in, “Not everything, we were just getting warmed up.”

Elaine made the decision. “Debbie, you can stay. But stay out of the way and remember, don’t tell anyone.”

“Oh goody,” she exclaimed. “I’ve never seen a boy’s pee-pee up close.”

“It’s called a penis,” my sister said.

“Pee-nis,” the young girl said tentatively. “Why do you call it that?”

“It’s just called that. That’s the name for that part of a boy’s body. You say you never saw one?”

“No, some girls have brothers and others told me they saw little boys without clothes on, but I don’t have a brother. I don’t really know what one looks like.”

“Well, girls,” my sister said turning to the Koch girls. “It looks like we get to play teacher. Today’s lesson, sex education.”

Turning to me and Mark she said, “Boys, drop your clothes and come over here so Debbie can see you.”

I meekly complied and so did Mark. This was a new embarrassment. Thus far, all our activity was “in the family;” we knew our sisters since we were all little kids. This was a new, strange girl and she was much younger.

“Oh wow!” Debbie said as we approached. “They just listen to you. How did you get them to take their clothes off for you?”

The girls collaborated on telling the story of last summer’s events. If a girl forgot a detail, another girl would fill it in.

Debbie said, “I remember Miss Sally telling me to get your moms.

So you girls did this all last summer?”

“and during the school year,” Megan put in.

“I can’t believe that you tell the boys what to do and they listen to you? That’s so exciting: girls in charge of boys. I hope I can get to do that with boys when I get home.”

Mark and I were made to stand with our hands on our heads and the girls used us as demonstration models for Debbie’s education. They masturbated us to make us hard and allowed Debbie to touch our penises and balls.

I was surprised at the knowledge the girls had about the subject. They knew stuff that even I didn’t know.

The lesson lasted for almost an hour. There was a point where the girls took her up to the conference room to let her in on some “girl secrets.”

Finally the girls were “back on schedule” with Megan masturbating Mark. She turned towards Debbie and said, “Now we’re going to show you how to make a boy ejaculate his sperm.”

The little girl watched with intense attention. She squealed and giggled at the moment of Mark’s ejaculation which I am sure made it all the more embarrassing for him.

Then it was my turn, this time with Marlene at the controls. I delivered my sperm offering to her.

Debbie then asked, “That looks like fun. Can I do it?”

“Maybe some other time, girl.” Marlene said. “It takes a lot of practice.

I had to agree. I didn’t want some novice handling my penis. Besides Debbie was just too young. It was bad enough to have her watch the girls masturbate us. To actually have her do it would be too embarrassing. It was bad enough that the girls allowed her to touch us during their lesson.

But when I thought about it again, she was only a year younger than our sisters when they started playing with us last year. Initially, I thought she was younger than that. I was glad at least that her age had to be expressed with two digits.

I was a bit surprised when Elaine called a halt to the proceedings. “It’s getting late girls and boys. Some of us need to get dressed and then all of us home in time for lunch. Remember our moms don’t like it if we are late.”

We walked back with Mark and I having our penises out our shorts as Debbie capered beside us. We put them back in just before stepping out of the privacy of the trees.

As we got back to the cabins, Elaine went in to talk with Debbie’s mother. I had no idea what she had to say to her.

[Thursday]

We started off the next morning but made a stop along the way. We called for Debbie outside her cabin. She appeared immediately with her mom standing behind her.

Her mom said, “It’s so nice of you to offer to take Debbie on your nature walk. She’s the only girl around here about her age. It’s good that you are willing to be her friends.”

My hopes that our encounter with Debbie would be a one-time deal were dashed. It looks like we had a 10-year-old girl as part of our group.

When we got to the trees, my sister stated, “Debbie, you get to do the honors.”

“What honors.”

“You get to tell the boys to take their penises out of their shorts.”

“Can I?”

“Of course. That will be your job from now on. You get to tell them when they can take it out and when they are allowed to put it back in at this same spot on the way back.”

“Oh goodie!

OK boys, take your penises out. Show us girls. Let us see.”

I didn’t like being ordered around by a little girl, but my sister gave her this power. Debbie might have been just a little girl, but she was learning fast and seemed to enjoy that the girls had control over us boys.

We got to the stream where Mark and I got completely undressed.

Elaine, Marlene and Megan went through the first round of masturbation with us. Then my sister sat on the stump and took her Keds off. She summoned me to sit on the opposite log and spread my legs.

She put her feet up and started pumping.

“What’s she doing?” Debbie asked the other girls.

“She’s masturbating him with her feet.”

“Master what?”

“Masturbating – it’s when a girl makes a boy cum. She can do it with her hands or her feet.”

“That looks like a lot of fun!”

Debbie moved in for a better look.

My sister invited her to sit on the log next to her so she could watch.

I came and then it was Marlene’s and Mark’s turn.

“She’s not taking her sneakers off,” Debbie noted.

Marlene replied, “We do it a couple of different ways. Elaine and my sister like to do it barefoot. I like to keep my Keds on.

My brother likes it, but Steve really likes it, don’t you, Steve.”

“Uh-huh,” was my extent of an answer.

“He likes it so much he gets hard just looking at me when I wear my Keds. He gets hard looking at other girls wearing Keds too.”

All I could manage to say was, “Huh?”

Elaine laughed, “Oh come now, bro. I see how when we’re out together you look at girls’ feet to see if they are wearing Keds. Marlene and Megen notice too … and then there’s that lump in your pants when you see them.

And it’s not just the pretty girls. It seems like almost any girl wearing them can make you hard.”

“Even me?” Debbie asked, “I wear them all the time, especially when I’m playing.”

“I guess so. We’ll have to run some sort of experiment some time. I think he associates the sneakers with getting masturbated, so that’s why looking at a girl who wears them excites him.”

She had me nailed. Yes, I was looking at girls’ feet to see if she was wearing sneakers. If the girl was even close to my age, she would make me hard. Now that Debbie is part of our group, she made me hard. Keds or no Keds. She was part of my humiliation and therefore now part of my fantasies.

I had a very good cum and Mark and I washed off in the stream.

It was time to head back. Debbie said, “That was so much fun! Watching you girls do the boys with your feet. How did you ever think of doing that?”

“We tried rubbing their penises with various things. It just sort of came to us.” Marlene explained.

“I can’t wait to see you girls do that to the boys again.”

“If you think that was good,” Megan put in, “wait until you see what we’re going to make them do tomorrow.”

“What’s that?”

“You’ll see.”

By this time we were almost at the wood’s edge. Elaine had to remind the “Captain of the Penises” of her duty.

Debbie ordered, “OK boys, you can put them back in your pants.”

When we got to Debbie’s cabin she smiled and said, “Today was so much fun. I can’t wait for tomorrow.”

Her mother overheard and said, “Thanks again, kids. I’ve never seen Debbie so excited about something. She must have really had a good time.”

“We all did,” my sister replied.

[Friday]

The following morning, we all pitched in to clean up after breakfast, even our sisters.

“You kids certainly seem to be in a hurry today.” Mrs. Koch remarked.

“Well, we saw something interesting yesterday and we’d like to explore it closer.” Elaine said.

“What was it?”

“Um it was patch of flowers, but they were all different colors and types,” my sister responded thinking on her feet.

“I notice that you were hiking with the Dupree girl. What’s her name?” my mom asked.

“Debbie.”

“She seems like a nice girl. It’s nice of you to let her join you.”

“It’s no problem, mom. She’s fun to have along.”

“Yeah, sis,” I thought, “Fun for you girls.

Soon we were on our way to the path and picked up Debbie along the way. She did not forget her duties this time and ordered Mark and me to take out our penises as soon as we got into the trees.

This time she was in for a real treat. The girls did their masturbation rounds with us and then my sister commanded us to suck each other off.

It was my turn to be first this time. As soon as it became apparent what we intended to do, Debbie said, “Yuck, he’s going to suck his pee-pee,” reverting to her little girl vocabulary. “How can he do that. He makes pee out of there.”

Megan laughed, “As you just saw, he makes a lot of other stuff there.”

Debbie got down on her knees beside me to get a close a look at what I was doing to Mark as possible.

I was sure she could see my cheeks bellowing in and out as I sucked on his penis. What she could not see was how I was also using my tongue to stimulate it. He might have been the first to give another boy a blow job, but the girls admitted that I was the better cocksucker.

Debbie was denied the sight of his ejaculation since I had learned how to swallow every drop. Nonetheless she now had enough experience to know when a boy was experiencing an orgasm by looking at the rest of his body.

She was equally attentive when it was Mark’s turn to do me.

We marched out of the woods and to the cabins with a brief stop at the wood’s edge for Mark and me to put our penises back into our shorts.

-=o=-

Later that day all of us were at the pool. Out sisters still didn’t get in the water, but Debbie joined us. We played some games with her and it was fun. She acted like the events of the previous mornings never happened. She was another kid in the pool to play with. Although she was a couple inches taller than she was last year, the one-piece suit she wore revealed a completely flat figure.

It wasn’t that way for Mark and me. I could still see how excited her face got as she watched the girls masturbate us. I don’t think I could ever see her and not think about the humiliation of us boys she was witness to. So even though she seemed more kid than girl, she managed to make me hard just by looking at her.

I noticed the arrival of Gina and Ashley. They had apparently either just arrived in the morning or last night. Gina was even more beautiful than I remembered her being. At age 16, she was the oldest non-adult at the cabins. Her sister, Ashley, was now 13 and she reportedly had a crush on Mark last year.

I recalled how they stood and talked with us in the dark that night. We were on the unlit porch eating ice cream when they walked by. Us boys were naked below the waist with nothing but a screen and the general darkness between us and the two girls. If they noticed anything, they said nothing. The thought made me hard.

My sister and Ashley seemed to hit it off and did a lot of talking. Occasionally, they would look in our direction. At least I thought so. I could have been imagining things. We were making a lot of noise and we drew a lot of people’s attention.

The girls all left early and Mark and I stayed in the pool until almost dinner time.

Our dads arrived and we all went out to dinner

[Saturday]

Nature walks were off the table on Saturday. It was the only full day our dads had with us and we did family things together. This particular Saturday, it was a short drive to a nearby lake for a picnic, volleyball and playing catch.

In the evening, we drove into town and listened to a band. They mostly played old people songs that the adults sang to, but we kids heard them so many times that we all knew the words so we joined in. It was corny, but it was also fun.

Our parents had a couple of beers and we wound up with ice cream. It was worth the trip.

Sunday morning, of course, was taken up by church.

I felt bad whenever my dad and Mr. Koch had to leave for work on Sunday night.

The only other event that happened this weekend was that Debbie’s family left. She stopped by to say goodbye to all of us. She hugged and kissed us, even us boys. She said, “I’ll never forget the good times I’ve had with you guys.” I’m sure of that!

Debbie’s cabin was occupied by another family on Sunday evening, but we were busy and didn’t find out anything about them.
[Monday]

The girls were eager to get us outside after breakfast for our nature walk. However, instead of moving out, they just sat on the porch.

“What are we waiting for?” I asked.

Elaine pointed and said, “Her.”

I turned to see Ashley walking towards us. As she approached, she said, “Hi guys. It’s a beautiful morning for a nature walk, isn’t it?”

My heart sunk. Here was yet another girl who was going to get to see me naked. Mark blushed. He knew that she had a crush on him last summer and he admitted to me that he thought she was cute too. She was dressed in a T-shirt, shorts and sneakers like the rest of the girls, but even in that outfit, she looked sexy.

She gabbed Mark’s arm and smiled at him as we walked along. He seemed to have difficulty looking her in the face.

Ashley giggled when we got to the part in the path where the girls ordered us to take out our penises.

She stopped and watched closely as we took them out. She giggled again when Mark took his out.

“Oh, let me see,” she begged.

“There will be plenty of time for that when we get where we are going,” Megan said.

“Thanks, girls,” she said, “I’ve never seen one of these before. I was wondering what my friends back home were talking about.”

“You’ll have plenty to tell them when you get back,” Marlene remarked.

I felt embarrassed exposing myself to a new girl. There was also a twinge of excitement. Maybe I am getting used to this after all. I didn’t like getting naked for the girls, but I always left satisfied after, so I guess it made it a good thing.

We got to Penis Point and the girls put us through our masturbatory routine.

She squealed as we each came, but I noticed that when the girls did me, her focus was entirely on my penis whereas when Mark was being masturbated, she seemed to divide her attention between his penis and his face.

Apparently, Marlene picked up on this and said, “From now on when a girl is masturbating you, you will look at her face. In your case, Mark, I want you to look at Ashley’s face while I do you.”

“Wow, that’s really great,” Ashley remarked after it was all over. “I could never dream that girls could have so much power over boys. I got to learn how to do that.”

“We’ll teach you,” Elaine said, “but we’re already a boy short so don’t expect to be able to do it all the time. We’ll do like friends do. We’ll share. If one of us girls is willing to give up her turn, then you can take her place.”

“That’s fair,” Ashley admitted. “I’m looking forward to learning.”

On the way back, Ashley talked mostly with Mark. Again she was holding his arm. “It’s really brave of you boys to allow your sisters to do these things to you.

It was bad about the rashes last year, but it certainly worked out well. I’m glad Miss Sally suggested your sisters take care of you. I like Miss Sally. I want to be like her when I grow up.”

As we parted when we got back to our cabin, I overheard her ask our sisters, “Is it OK if I bring Gina with me tomorrow? She knows all about boys. She told me about what she and her friend did at a college orientation about a month ago.”

I did not hear the answer, but I knew that I would find out the next day. I was beginning to get used to new girls looking at my penis.

[Tuesday]

Ashely and Gina were waiting for us the following morning.

Once we got out of earshot of the cabins, Gina stared her story. “Ashley told me about the things you did with the boys. I’m glad to hear about it. I’ve been bursting at the seams to try some things I learned when I visited a college on an orientation weekend last month.

My friend and I arrived on Friday afternoon and were paired up with real college girls. Her sister was a member of a Sorority there and shared a house off-campus with 5 other girls. The first night was rather calm as they told us about classes and professors and all kinds of stuff.

It was odd seeing these girls everywhere in various states of dress. It was like a huge pajama party.

We spent the following day touring the campus and a little bit of the town. It was Saturday night that things got hot. They were throwing a party. They offered us some beer and wine. At first I turned it down, but after a while … well since everyone else was doing it.

I got quite drunk. I was blacking out on and off. I don’t know how it happened, but somehow I wound up in a room in the basement of the house.

I sobered up a bit as I saw two naked boys there: big boys, college boys. They were dancing with each other as a small crowd of girls cheered them on.

Watching them would have been enough but the girls started groping them as they broke off from each other and started dancing in front of us girls.

One of the boys was in front of me and moving in such a way as to make his dick gyrate in front of me. Part of me wanted to hide my face and run into the corner and hide. The other part was like a snake being charmed by a waving flute.

The second part won. I could not take my eyes off his penis. My hand had a will of its own. It reached out and touched it. His penis twitched one way and my hand twitched the other.

As he continued to dance, I became bolder and my touches became less tentative.

The spell was broken as he danced away to another girl.

I must have blacked out again for a moment. I was brought back to the moment by cheering. There the two boys were sitting in each other’s laps facing each other. They were so close that their penises were touching.

One of the girls had her hands around them and was jerking them both off. I had to move in and see that. It was so hot watching her rub the two penises together.

I could hear one of the boys grunting and then it happened. He shot his semen all over his partner’s penis. That must have been too much for the other boy. In less than a minute later, he was pumping his semen too.

I heard one of the girls suggest that we give the boys’ penises a rest. Apparently, I missed the part where they sucked each other off. I resented having got so drunk, but then again without the alcohol, I don’t think I could have gotten through the evening.

I thought it was show over at that point until I saw one girl pull down her shorts and undid her panties. Another girl lost her skirt.

I wondered how they could get half naked in front of the boys like that. What happened next was even more shocking. The boys got on their hands and knees and crawled towards these girls getting between their widely-flung legs as they sat. The boys moved closer and started kissing their vages. Then they started licking at their clitties.

I know how good my fingers feel in there when I do myself, but I imagine that a tongue would be ten times better. I really want to try that sometime.

I wish I weren’t so drunk; I might have been able to pay better attention. I got up the next morning feeling like crap. I got “car sick” on the way home. When I got home, I went straight to bed.

So that’s my story. I would really like to see your boys play with each other.”

Gina was interrupted only once at the wood’s edge where the girls again made us take our penises out. She did smile at us approvingly.

When she was finished Elaine said, “Well I guess we’re one up on you. We have seen our boys perform oral sex on each other. But I’d like to see some penis on penis action like you did.”

“Good, then we can teach each other a few things.”

We got to our place, and Mark and I got undressed without even being asked to.

Gina looked at us and her gaze started me on the path to an erection. Mark was “rising to the occasion” also.

Then she asked, “How old are you boys?”

“14,” Mark and I responded at once.

“You girls are lucky. Your boys are almost as big as the college boys I saw. I bet your boys still have a bit of growing to do too.”

Again, I felt a bit put out being talked about as if I weren’t there. Also I still didn’t like the idea of a female talking about my sexual development even if it was complimentary. And what did she mean by “your boys?” That made it sound like we were the girls’ possessions.

The girls dispensed with their lead-off hand jobs and under Gina’s direction had us straddling the log facing each other. The kept us “scooching” towards each other until our knees touched. Then with the help of the girls, each of us wound up with our right leg over the other boy’s left leg.

This allowed us to scooch even closer until the only thing between us was our penises. They made put our hands behind us and brace ourselves on the log. We leaned back a bit to give the girls a better view.

“Gina, this is your idea,” my sister said. “Why don’t you do the honors. We have the rest of the summer – heck we have the rest of the year to do this. You’ll be leaving in a week, so we’ll let you enjoy yourselves. Show us how it’s done.”

“Thank you, Elaine. It looked so good when the other girl did it at the college.”

Gina reached out with her hands and wrapped both of them around our penises. They were barely touching before she took them. Now she was pressing the heads together and rubbing them against each other frenulum to frenulum.

It took no time at all for us to leak precum. I don’t know which one of us did it first, but there was enough lubrication for both of us.

It was amazing experience. I loved the feelings of the girls’ hands; I loved the feeling of their feet or sneakers. Better than that was Mark’s tongue, but this was even better than that. Mark’s penis was both hard and soft all at once.

I always had a feeling of shame when the girls played with me. They used my penis as a toy for them to play with, yet it was the thing that made me a boy. This was even more humiliating.

Jerking off can be done by a girl or another boy or even solo. Sucking dick requires a partner, but that partner could be a boy or a girl. This activity can only be done between two boys. Having it under the control of a girl was doubly humiliating.

It was an odd race. With other types of masturbation, our penises were stimulated by some other object. That object did the masturbation and the penis was being masturbated.

By rubbing our penises together, they became both the object doing the masturbation and the object being masturbated. It truly was a race to see who would cum first.

At first, Gina’s attempts were clumsy but after a while she established a good rhythm. I could feel myself losing it. Mark’s penis was on the verge of making me cum. Then it happened, I could feel the pulsing of Mark’s penis against mine. I could feel the hot wetness of his ejaculation as it coated my penis.

In spite of the loss of some of the friction, the stimulation increased. It was probably totally psychological but I lost it too.

The girls squealed, giggled and cheered as we pumped our semen for them.

It took us a while to untangle from each other and one of my legs was asleep. Both of us were useless for a while.

The girls let us rest and they knew we were ready to go again when we got up and washed ourselves off in the stream.

“Come on, boys,” my sister urged. “Gina’s never seen boys suck each other off. She showed us something new and now it’s our turn to show her something new.”

“This is so cool, sis,” Ashley put in. “I saw t them do it yesterday.”

Soon I was face to penis with Mark. Gina and Ashley were so close to the action that I doubted the other girls could see it. However, my sister and the Koch girls had probably seen us do this at least many dozen times – as many weeks as there were in the bowling season.

Again Mark and I recovered after our respective blow jobs.

Gina announced, “I’d like to try something else with the boys if we have time.”

“Oh we have time,” Elaine said, “but we’re almost out of boy. We’ve worked their penises really hard today. I doubt they have enough cum left to put on a good show no matter what you want to do with them.”

“I don’t need their cocks for this,” Gina said. The girls giggled at her mention of the word, “cock.” “I just need their tongues.”

“You don’t mean you want them to do that licking thing like you told us?” Ashely said.

“That’s exactly what I mean.”

“But the boys will see you,” my sister objected.

“It’s my pussy, and I can show it to who I want.”

“But you make pee down there,” Megan said.

“The boys make pee with their penises and they sucked each other and haven’t died.”

“Yeah, but what about the other stuff?”

“I’m not having my period.” Gina responded. “Also I took a shower last night before going to bed and washed good down there. I know it can get kind of gross in there, but I think I’m clean enough.”

The girls looked at each other doubtfully. I was of a divided mind. I had only the vaguest idea of what a girl looks like down there. I saw a baby girl once and she had a slit. I know I look a lot different now than when I was a little boy. I wondered what changes girls go through.

Finally, my sister said timidly, “OK. If you really want to do this, I guess it’s OK.”

Gina seized on the invitation immediately, “Thanks girls. They’re your boys. I wouldn’t want to do this without your permission.”

“What about our permission?” I thought.

“Do you want us to go and leave you with the boys alone?” Elaine asked.

“No. You can stay and watch. In fact, I’d feel safer if you stay.”

Mark and I could not believe it. We were going to see a real live girl’s pussy!

Gina stood up and pulled down her shorts. Her T-shirt was so long, it hung over the good parts. I got just a glimpse of her panties. They were yellow.

I did not have to guess for long as she also lowered them too. Still the T-shirt hid what Mark and I so long dreamed about. It was not until she sat down on the log and spread her legs that her top rode up and we could see her in her full femininity.

I thought I was hard with anticipation but seeing her like this made my penis even harder. It was as if it were straining to get out of its own skin. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the veins throbbing in my temple. My stomach was in a knot. My throat was so tight, it felt like someone was choaking me.

I’ve been to the doctor, and the nurse took my blood pressure. I’m glad she was not taking it now. The doctor would have me in a hospital in a moment.

Mark slowly lowered himself to the ground and sat down. That was a good idea. The tornado in my head was making me dizzy and my legs felt that they were going to give way at any moment.

It was the most beautiful and daunting sight I had ever seen. Sure, it was just a slit, but it was the entrance in the world of her femininity. It was covered with fine blond hair and also surrounded by it. Her hair seemed to be trimmed into a heart shape. I don’t think it grows that way naturally. My hair seemed so mangled and unruly by comparison.

“So which one of you boys wants to worship at my altar first?”

The wording reminded me of my First Holy Communion. I was nervous then and even more so now. I did feel like I was about to take part in some sort of sacrament.

I don’t know how I summoned the courage, but I was the first to approach her.

“Don’t be afraid,” she cooed, “It won’t bite you. Come closer and put your lips on mine. Kiss it around the opening … gently.”

I did as she bid me to do. I kissed at her lips and all around her opening, plowing and nuzzling her hair with my nose. It tickled me. I must have tickled her, too. I could hear her giggle and felt her body tense up every now and then as I apparently found a sensitive spot.

“Now stick your tongue out and lick at the slit. Lick up and down on the sides … not so fast.”

She tensed up and sighed as I followed her progressive instructions.

“Now stick it out and make it big and hard like your penis and stick it in and feel your way around.”

I did and it was wet and it smelled odd. I could not place the smell, but after a while, I found it pleasant. I didn’t know that girls smelled like this.

I also tasted her. It was a bit salty but also a bit bitter all at once. Once again, I acquired a taste for her girlhood.

“What you are looking for is up by the top. It should feel like a lump or a little penis. … OH THAT’s IT! OK back off!”

She pulled back a little but since she had her hands on my head holding it to her body, she didn’t accomplish much.

“OK, champ, let’s try that again. This time go a little slower. That was fantastic, but too much. I got to get used to it. Try circling around it with your tongue and then sort of spiral in until you are licking up the sides.

I’ll let you know when you can stimulate it directly.”

I did as I was instructed. I didn’t know what I was doing and I was pretty sure Gina didn’t know what she was doing either. She watched as a boy “went down” on a girl, but I’m certain she didn’t see what he was doing with his tongue.

But I must have been doing something right. She was sighing and moaning and breathing deeply and heavily. She was also getting wetter. It was definitely getting sloppy in there, but that seemed to make it all the more exciting. I was glad I had acquired a taste for her fluid.

I continued a little more trying to interpret what she meant by “lick up the sides.” I was now making contact with the tip, dueling with it with the tip of my tongue.

Then she had her orgasm. I knew that’s what it must have been since she reacted in much the same way as Mark and I did when we had ours. She stiffened. She stopped breathing. She became completely rigid and then collapsed over and over. In the meantime, waves of fluid washed across my face like the waves of cum Mark and I made when we had our orgasms.

She let out a loud scream that I am sure they heard in the next county. She also forced my head into her body and clamped her legs securely around it. I could not breathe.

Fortunately, she did not suffocate me. After a while, she collapsed almost like a rag doll and had to steady herself on the log as she panted.

I also fell back, exhausted from my efforts. As I lay on my back, I could see my penis standing tall and proud with a drop of precum oozing down the shaft. Another was peeking out of my pee hole.

When she recovered she said, “Wow, that was great. Now I know why those girls liked the boys doing it to them.”

She looked over at the girls glassy-eyed and said to them, “You girls have got to try this. It’s worth showing your pussy for it.”

“We might if it weren’t such a noisy affair.” Megan stated.

“Oh, the scream. I’m sorry about that. Now that I know what to expect, I think I can tone it down.

Look girls, I’ll admit it. I masturbate. I’ve been putting fingers and other things up there since I was about 11. I tell you; I can really get myself going, but this is ten times better.

I’ve heard that there are fake penises girls use on themselves and things that vibrate. My Cousin Marsha says that she might be able to get Ashely and me a vibrator. She’s 19 and she has what she calls ‘connections.’”

Turning to me, she said, “Thank you Steve. You were great.”

I could feel myself blush. I was actually proud to have given a girl so much pleasure.

“I’m not sure I could take another round of that,” she admitted.

“That’s just as well.” Elaine announced. “It’s about time we start packing and heading for home.

Thank you Gina, that was one heck of a show. I don’t know about the other girls, but I will think about it.”

-=o=-

Mark and I talked about it that night in our bedroom.

“Man, I can’t believe it. We actually got to see a girl’s pussy. A real girl and she’s 16. Do you think our sisters look like that?”

“Probably. I mean we sort of look alike. We’re a bit different, but the basic design is the same. I imagine it’s the same for girls. They probably all look alike with minor differences.”

“So what was it like licking her down there? Tell me all about it.”

“At first, I was kind of repulsed. It was a bit like sucking you off for the first time. There’s something about these body parts that are considered dirty and I don’t mean just in the sexual sense of the word.

But when you think about it, it doesn’t make sense. I mean, I shower and clean myself all over. Then I wrap my entire body in clean clothes. Then I go out and touch all kinds of things in the world and they tell me I should wash my hands after I go to the bathroom

Heck, my penis is probably the cleanest part of my body. I should be washing my hands before.

I imagine it’s like that with girls too. They probably wash up and cover up just like us boys.

I’m not so sure how that works since most of their stuff is in the inside and it’s wet and warm in there.

I don’t know what to think.

She smelled funny down there, but after a while I got used to it. Also it felt funny with her hair tickling my face.

Once I got my tongue inside her, I could taste her. At first it tasted kind of salty. Maybe that was just sweat or something, and then it tasted … well kind of funny. Once I got used to it, it tasted rather nice.

As for the rest, I could actually feel her. I could feel how the pieces of her that I touched with my tongue reacted, but more than that I could feel her whole body and what I was doing to it.

I don’t know how much she weighs; she’s a big girl, but I was able to control her whole body with just the tip of my tongue.

I think I understand why the girls like masturbating us. They’ve seen us cum probably a hundred times and you think the thrill would have worn off by now. It’s not about making us cum that fascinates them, it’s the power that they have over us when they do that makes it fun for them.

It’s the same way when you suck me off. You have control over my body.

You’ll have to feel it for yourself. I’m sure Gina’s going to want to do it again. Next time, you do it.”

“What about the thing she did when she rubbed our penises together?”

“No fair. I told you all about what I did with Gina. It’s your turn. We both did it together, you tell me how it was for you.”

“OK, fair enough.

It felt really weird. I mean, first there is the thought that this is a queer thing. I’m not and you’re not, but it’s something only boys can do with each other.

So there was that part. And then there was the physical part. You and I both know what it’s like to feel a hand down there while we are being jerked off.

We both know what it’s like to feel a girl’s feet or her sneakers down there.”

“I like the way it tickles,” I interrupted.

“Well I like how soft the girls’ feet are and how they use their toes.

Anyway, we both know how it feels to have a tongue work on it.

This was better than all of them. Your penis was both hard and soft at the same time.

Having the whole thing under Gina’s control while the rest of the girls watched made it even more exciting.

Gina’s not as experienced as our sisters when it comes to masturbating boys, but she’s good.

Do you think we could get our sisters to do this to us?”

“I don’t think we’d have to. I bet they can’t wait to try it themselves.”

[Wednesday]

The seven of us trekked off to the woods Wednesday morning for our fun.

Ashley asked, “Can I do it?”

“Do what?” Elaine asked.

“Can I make the boys take out their penises when we get to the woods?”

“OK.” My sister replied.

“I know it’s a small thing, but it was fun watching you tell the boys to take it out and they just do it because you said so. I want to try that. I wish I could do that with some of the boys back home.”

Gina put in, “There must be some boys that are willing to do that for a girl. I mean, I saw two college boys completely naked. I don’t know if the girls had some ‘dirt’ on the boys and were blackmailing them into it, or they were paid to do it, or if they just wanted to do it on their own.”

Gina’s comment got me thinking. What about Mark and me? The girls didn’t really have anything on us to force us to expose ourselves to them. We walked into that trap with our eyes open. They do have a couple of dirty Polaroid pictures of us, but we allowed them to take them.

Mark and I are “normal boys.” I wonder if there are other boys who would surrender to girls the way we did. I’m still confused. It’s embarrassing to be naked in front of the girls and to do things they tell us to do, but it’s also fun.

I sometimes feel like we are traitors to our own gender – that we have “sold out” boys everywhere.

Then I wondered about the morality part of it. We are all good Catholic boys and girls. Was what we were doing a sin? I heard that masturbation is a sin for boys because by “spilling our seed” like Onan did is denying a baby to God. I guess that girls can’t sin this way because whatever they do doesn’t deny babies to God.

On the other hand, “Who’s getting hurt?” It’s not like the girls are forcing us to do this. Everyone agrees to play this way. OK, the girls get a little forceful every now and then. But that’s a good thing. They push Mark and me to try things we would not do on our own. In fact, we wouldn’t even have thought about doing some of these things on our own.

Also, they’ve never hurt us in any way. For example, if they got too rough while masturbating us, they honored our wishes to back off.

I was getting more at ease with our subservient position to the girls. They seemed to have taken to female domination a lot quicker.

I no longer had doubts. I’m going to keep doing it until it no longer is fun.

-=o=-

When we got to Penis Point Ashley asked again, “Can I do it?” This time she was referring to masturbating the both of us at the same time by rubbing our penises together.

Elaine looked at the Koch girls, “Let’s let her. We have the rest of the summer. They’ll only be here a couple more days.”

“Thank you,” she said. Then she added, “I’d like Steven to lick me like he did my sister, too. Can we do that?”

Gina admonished her, “Ashley, the boys belong to these girls. Don’t be so bold.”

“It’s OK,” my sister replied. “It was fun to watch. The three of us are still trying to work up the courage to have the boys do it to us.”

“If that’s the case, I’d like to join my sister. I’d like to see how good Mark is with his tongue.”

“We’ll probably have to have the boys do you together because of time.”

The girls watched as Ashley did the frottage masturbation on us. Although she was younger, she was better than her sister, at least initially. Maybe she learned better because she got to see the other girls masturbate us.

She also improved with practice and soon Mark and I were soaking each other’s penises with our cum.

The girls gave Mark and me some time to rest as they chatted beside the stream.

Then they had Ashley and Gina do us with their feet. Gina did me and the girls convinced her to leave her sneakers on as she did explaining my fetish for them. Gina thought it was “kinky.”

Once again, Mark and I washed off in the stream, and were ready for our “mid morning snack.”

This time I had my face before Ashley’s pussy. She had less hair down there than her sister. She both smelled and tasted a little differently. I wondered if each girl had her own distinct taste and if I could tell which girl I was licking by how she tasted.

Mark must have been doing a good job as I could hear Gina moaning and sighing. Soon I had her sister doing the same. This activity was turning out not to be so bad. For one thing, it was not as hard on my penis, even though it did make my penis hard.

Physically, it was pleasant enough, but psychologically, it was great. On the one hand, I was probably in the most subservient position a boy could be with a girl. On the other hand, I had control over her body simply with the tip of my tongue.

I hoped our sisters would go in for this, too.

I was sexually drained and totally content as we marched out of the woods.

-=o=-

That afternoon at the pool we found out who the new occupants of Debbie’s former cabin were. There were twin boys about our age and a girl who seemed to be about the same ages as our sisters.

We talked with the boys who introduced themselves as Pierre and Guy. Although they were born in France, they spent some time in a place called Indochina before going back to France for a couple of years. I did OK in geography, but didn’t know where that was. Based on the name, I figured it was somewhere between India and China.

They told us that we can call them by the English versions of their names Peter and Guy (that’s Guy that rhymes with the letter “I” as opposed the French version which rhymes with the letter “E”).

In the meantime, their sister seemed to be hitting it off well with our sisters. We found out that her name was Annette.

It was interesting to hear them speak. They had been in Les Etates Unis for several years. They spoke perfect English but they still maintained a bit of their accent. It sounded somewhat mysterious coming from the boys, but rather sexy from Annette.

-=o=-

Later that night we sat out on the porch in the dark eating ice cream. We first did that last year when we had to be naked for a couple of days, but we kept up the practice even though Mark and I kept our pants on now, because it was fun to do. It was our private time.

Elaine, as usual, took the lead with the girls. “We’ve been talking to Annette and we told her about our nature hikes. She’s eager to go with us tomorrow.”

“She’s already seen boys,” Marlene said. “She says that in France they have beaches where everybody is naked: boys, girls, men and women.

But she never saw boys jerk off and do things. So we’re going to show her tomorrow.”

“Great!” I thought, “One more girl looking and playing with my penis.” I was beginning to feel like a toy that my sister and Mark’s sisters rent out to other girls to play with.

“Oh and there is one more thing,” she put in. “Her brothers are also coming along. We promised them a blow job each if they are willing to participate.”

I started to object, but my sister cut me off. “Look, you and Mark do it to each other all the time and don’t have a problem with it. Maybe we can convince Peter and Guy to do you too.”

I shut my mouth. There was no sense in arguing with my sister. She always won.

[Thursday]

“That’s quite a crowd you got there,” Mrs. Koch remarked as Elaine, Marlene, Megan, Ashley, Gina, Annette, Peter, Guy, Mark and I gathered in front of our cabin for the day’s nature walk.

“It’s so easy to make friends here,” my sister replied.

“Well, it’s good to see that you kids are getting along so well,” my mom put in. “I hope you have fun.”

I’m pretty sure the girls knew they would.

When we got to the wood’s border, my sister stopped our small troop and announced, “We have a tradition that the boys walk with their penises out of their shorts while they are in the woods.

Annette, since you are the new girl, you get to do the honors. Tell the boys to take their penises out.”

She did so and added an “Allons! Vite!” I knew enough high school French to know that she wanted them out quickly.

Mark and I meekly complied as we always did. Peter and Guy looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and unzipped and took theirs out. I guess they were used to being naked at those beaches.

All of us came to a stop and looked. Mark and I and our sisters were staring at the new boys. Annette and her brothers were staring at us.

Annette was the first to break the silence, “What has happened to your penises. They are all open and exposed. Where is the hood?”

Mark and I were still looking at her brothers. The skin on their shaft just kept on going and completely covered the head.

My sister was once again to the rescue, “My mom told me about this. It’s called circumcision.”

“You mean like in the Bible when Mary and Joseph had it done to baby Jesus?” Megan asked.

“Yes. Mom told me that little Jewish babies have it done to them when they are a week old. It’s a religious thing. She also said that boys born in this country have it done to them because it’s a health thing; it helps keep boys clean.”

I made up my mind, I was going to have to have a talk with mom and have her tell me the same things she’s been telling my sister.

“I guess this means you guys aren’t Jewish.” Marlene noted.

“Mais non,” Annette responded. “All boys in France look like this. At least all the boys I’ve seen.”

I wondered, how many boys did she see?

“I hope you don’t mind then, if us American girls take a closer look at your brothers when we get to Penis Point.”

“Penis Point?” Annette giggled.

“Well that’s what we call it.”

I notice that she addressed Annette and not the boys themselves. She was assuming that the girl had control over her brothers like she and the Koch girls controlled us.

“It is OK. You will see that they look just like your brothers underneath.”

-=o=-

When we got to the point, all us boys got naked. Peter and Guy seemed to have no difficulty at all disrobing in front of a crowd of girls.

“Where is their hair?” Marlene asked. “Our boys have hair and they’re the same age as your brothers.”

“They shaved it off,” Annette replied, “It is common in France. Men do it because the women like it. I do not know why my brothers do it. They do not have girlfriends yet.”

“I like the look,” Marlene remarked, “Maybe we should do that with our brothers too.”

I hope she was joking.

I looked at their hairless, covered penises and our hairy exposed penises and it seemed like we were two different species.

“I promised your brothers a blow job,” Elaine said, “Do you think they would be willing to return the favor on our boys?”

Annette addressed her brothers in French. There was a brief conversation and finally both boys responded with “Oui.”

“I explained to them that if they wanted a blow job, they would have to give one back. They said it would be OK, but your boys go first.”

I wound up with Peter and Mark took Guy. As I started to lick his penis and it erected I could see that it did look the same underneath which was good. I didn’t want to have to learn how to do this all over again. I was very used to sucking Mark’s penis and this was a foreign penis to me in more ways than one.

Apparently, French boys react and cum just like American boys do. I was able to use the same techniques on Peter as I did with Mark.

When we were done, Elaine remarked, “We’re going to have to pair off each boy with each other boy in different combinations. I don’t think we have the time or enough cum to do that today.

Annette, I think I have something special to show you today.”

My sister demonstrated the frottage technique on Mark and me. I was right, she was better than Gina or Ashley. All the girls watched with attention, but none more than Annette.

Once again she had a conversation with her brothers in French. It seemed to be someone debated. However, in the end, she coaxed a “Oui” out of each of them.

Soon, she was doing her brothers with her newly-learned skills.

When the girls explained to her cunninglingus, she said, “I do not have a problem with a boy seeing me down there. I have been seen by many boys on the beach. It sounds interesting. Can I do it?”

“Yes,” nodded my sister.

“Can I have Peter do it to me?”

“Yes,” again.

Gina spoke up, “I wouldn’t mind another round myself.”

“I’m sorry, I decided that I’m going to try it. Mark, will you do the honors?”

“What about the French boys, can they do Ashley and me?”

“Sorry again. If they are willing, Marlene and Megan deserve a turn.”

Gina frowned but said, “I guess that’s fair.”

Turning to the new girl, Elaine asked, “Are your brothers willing to do this?”

She shot a look at her brothers. This time the “Ouis” came a lot faster.

It was crowded on the log with four of us boys going after the four girls.

My theory about girls having distinct tastes was getting confirmation as I licked and sucked at Annette’s vagina and clitoris.

Perhaps it was out of sheer experience, but Mark and I got our girls off first. In the end it was me with the gold, Mark with the silver, Guy took the bronze and Peter had honorable mention.

When it was all over, Annette announced, “That was beacoup fun. We are going to have to do that when we get home.”

Peter responded, “If you do that thing where you rub our penises together. We will do this.”

[Epilog]

For the rest of the week, we did the same activities giving priority to Gina and Ashley since they only had about a week left.

When they left, they gave each of us boys a very passionate kiss. “This is a summer I will never forget,” Ashley remarked.

“It was certainly fun,” her sister concurred. “We’re going to have to find some boys back home that we can do this kind of thing with. Now that we know it is possible I think we can give it a try.

Also, we are going to have to have a talk with our parents. They sort of ‘forced’ us to come this year saying that they realized that we are getting ‘too old’ for this kind of vacation. We’ll have to talk them into coming back next year.

They were talking about some kind of cruise. I think we can convince them to use the money for a longer stay next year – or maybe both. They go on the cruise without us and spend the savings here. I think mom will buy into that.”

We kept up with the “French Connection” for the rest of the summer. The girls had a lot of fun trying out us boys in various activities in various combinations.

Peter and Guy really came to appreciate the sexual pleasure they were receiving and increasingly fell under the spell of their younger sister.

As for Mark and me, we’re ruined men. There is no way we are going to get out from under the domination of our sisters, nor do we want to.

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