Wild Week 1

By NAMB

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Copyright 2023 by NAMB all rights reserved

Wild Week

Andrea Patterson answered the phone. The voice on the other side said, “Hi, I’m Nancy, Jason Nesmith’s mom. Your children and my children are friends.”

“Yes, I’ve met them. Patsy, Wendy and Jason. Is there any kind of a problem?”

“Oh no; not at all. I’m calling about next week. Your son says that you’ll be out of town.”

“Yes, Frank and I are going to a wedding in New Orleans and we’d like to take some extra time while we are down there.”

“That’s what I would like to talk to you about. Jason tells me that you have them all lined up to spend the time with their aunt.”

“Well, Jason is only 14, I’ve had him look after the girls for an occasional evening when my husband and I go out to dinner but we’ll be gone a whole week. I can trust him, but that’s too long a time to be safe especially with us out of town..”

“Certainly not. Frank and I are taking my kids to the cabin at the lake and we’re making the offer to take your kids with us.”

“Well, that’s nice of you to offer, but that’s quite a lot!”

“Oh no, I wouldn’t be a problem at all. The cabin has plenty of space, and my husband can even take our boys fishing and the girls and I can go nature hiking. Also, I think they will all enjoy the lake.”

“That would solve the problem of us having to drive the kids to my sister’s house. It’s quite a bit out of the way.

Can I offer you anything for taking care of them?”

“Not really. The only expense would be a little extra food, but I always overbuy when I do that. A couple more mouths to feed won’t make a difference.

The boys can help my husband with whatever minor repairs are needed after the winter and the girls can help me clean up. There’s always cobwebs, but we rarely see the spiders that created them. So, the extra help will be appreciated.”

“This sounds too good. Are you sure you really want to do this?”

“Oh yes, I remember the times I had at the cabin as a little girl. It was always more fun when my cousins were there. It’s a place built for kids and the more kids, the better the time will be.

Your kids will help to keep my kids busy and vice versa. I think my kids would be bored being here alone.”

“You have no idea how much this will help us out. Driving the kids to my sister’s house takes us way out of the way. Also, she has a small place and there really isn’t much for the kids to do there.”

“We can pick up your kids on Friday morning on our way out. When do you leave?

“About 9 AM.”

“We should be by about 9:30. I think Do you think Jason can hold down the fort that long?”

“I’m sure he can.”

“Then it’s settled. Go and enjoy your vacation.”

Mrs. Patterson hung up the phone. 12-year-old Patsy Nesmith hung up her phone.

“Wow Patsy,” Jason said, “you sounded just like your mom. No wonder my mom bought it.”

“That’s one you owe me,” she said to her brother.

“You got it, sis. This is going to be the partyingest week ever.


-=o=-

The kids had it all planned. Both the Patterson’s and the Nesmith’s had out of town plans for the same week. Neither family knew that the other family would be gone. So, the idea was developed that each set of kids would be going on a trip to the woods with the other family.

In reality, they would have two vacant houses between them without adult supervision.

The plan was actually Wendy’s idea even though she was the youngest of the kids at age 11. All the kids acknowledged that she was also the brightest.

A reverse call was made to Mrs. Nesmith to set up the other part of the plan.

“Remember,” Patsy said, “Be appropriately excited when our parents tell us the good news.”

When everything was settled, the kids discussed the plans for the week.

“So what are you boys going to do?” Betty asked.

“Jason and I are going to play some computer games and watch some movies.” The two older girls giggled; they had a notion of the kind of movies the boys would be watching.

“How about you girls?”

“Oh, we’ll just make it a week-long pajama party. We’ll do make-up and play games and maybe watch some movies of our own.

-=o=-

“Do you still have the movies?” Jason asked.

“I have one of them. My cousin says he’ll let me have two more as long as we return them undamaged.

“This is going to be so cool. We’ll have the whole house to ourselves, no parents around and no kid sisters tagging along.

We can jerk off until our penises fall off.”

“Whoa, boy. What’s the most times you’ve done it in a day?”

“I dunno, 3 times?”

“I have you beat. I did it 6 times in one day. It started out just fine. I had my morning wood and took care of it, and it was great.

Then at about 10 AM I took a shower and did it again. That felt good too.

At about noon mom went out and I did it for a third time. It was OK.

I tried again about 4 PM and it took a bit longer and I didn’t have as many squirts and there was less cum.

I did it again after dinner and it took quite a while and I actually got tired doing it and I came, but it didn’t feel all that great. If this is what a normal jerk off felt like, I probably wouldn’t do it that much.

Finally, in bed, at night, I whacked it for the 6^th time of the day. I had to work just to keep it up. It took maybe a half hour of masturbating to make myself cum, if that’s what it could be called. My penis was twitching but nothing more than a dribble was coming out and I couldn’t feel anything. Maybe my penis was numb from all that rubbing.

I didn’t feel like masturbating for the next two days.

So don’t set your expectations that high. This will not be a week of perpetual orgasms. We may have to actually plan it out so we can have both the maximum number of cums with the maximum pleasure.”

“If that’s true, then I think I’ll ‘save myself up’ until we get to do it. I’ve gone as much as 4 days without doing it before. I think I can make it.”

“Good idea.”

-=o=-

Meanwhile the girls were having a conference of their own at the other house.

“So you think they are actually going to do it?” Patsy asked.

“Oh, come on, they’re boys; of course they’ll be watching the movie,” Betty put in.

The girls knew that the boys would be watching a pornographic movie. Betty came across it while cleaning the house, but put it back. The thought did occur to her to use it to blackmail her brother, but when she went back to get it, it was gone.

“I wonder if they’ll do it while watching the movie?” Patsy said.

“It? What it?” her cousin Wendy added.

“Play with themselves!” Betty answered.

The two other girls giggled at the statement.

“Oh come on,” Betty said, “Don’t you girls know anything?”

“Well how do you know about it?” Wendy asked.

“My Cousin Darlene told me all about boys. I was over her house one day and I caught her looking at some pictures on her computer. It was a picture of a woman spanking a man.”

“Did he have his pants on?” Patsy unwisely interrupted.

“No, he didn’t. He was over the woman’s lap and his pants were pulled down below his knees.”

“How old was he?”

“It was a man. He wasn’t a boy. The woman actually looked younger than him.”

“Could you see his … thing?” Wendy asked.

“It’s called a penis. And no. As I said he was over the woman’s lap. However, Darlene showed me some other pictures. These pictures had women holding the guys’ penises and they were big and hard and some of them showed them doing something she called cum.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s when a boy squirts his sperm out of his penis.”

Betty nodded her head. The pieces were beginning to fall into place for her. She knew a bit about reproduction from her sex ed classes. It made sense that sperm had to come out of the testicles and out the penis. She just didn’t know how that happened.

Wendy, being a year younger and a year behind was still pretty much in the dark on the subject of sex.

Patsy went on, “Darlene says that boys do this to themselves. They hold their own penises and rub them up and down to make cum. She says it’s called jerking off.”

“So what does that have to do with Aaron and Jason?”

“Everything. Darlene says that boys do this to themselves whenever they get excited because it makes them feel good. So if they are going to watch a sexy movie then they are going to get excited and that’s going to make them jerk off.

From what I’ve heard every boy does it but for some reason, they are ashamed to let other boys know that they do it.”

“Heck no.”.

“And what makes you think they’ll do it?

“I suspect that they have dirty movies and when boys watch dirty movies, they get hard and when they get hard, they want to play with themselves.”

“Oh wow, I wonder what that would look like,” Wendy said.

“So do we,” the other girls replied.

“You mean, you’ve never seen it?”

“Heck no, I think a boy would die if a girl saw him playing with himself.” Patsy replied. “No, I’ve heard other girls talk about it and one girl said that she saw her brother do it. But I don’t believe her.”

“Yeah, I’d like to be a fly on the wall when the boys do it,” Betty replied.

That gave Wendy another idea.

-=o=-

“Well, today is the big day,” Jason said to his sisters. “Thanks a lot for coming up with this idea, Wendy it was brilliant.”

“Yeah, thanks for everything you’ve done,” Patsy said. There was something in the way she said it that puzzled Jason, but he let it go. His mind already had his hand wrapped around his penis. He couldn’t wait until the several hours passed to make that thought a reality.

The kids went through the motions of packing up.

The revised plan was even better than the original. Instead of the kids going over to the other family’s house. They remained home while their parents left and were to lock up when they were picked up by the other family.

So the Nesmith kids saw their parents off at about 8 AM. “This is a lot better than having to leave at 5 AM like we would have if you went to your aunt’s house,” their parents said.

The Patterson’s left much later about 10 AM.

By 11 AM Aaron and Jason were at Jason’s house and the girls were at Betty’s house.

-=o=-

Jason called Aaron as soon as his parents left. “They’re gone,” was all he said. Aaron was out the door almost before he hung up. That was also the signal for Patsy and Wendy to leave for Betty’s house.

Aaron was over there in a matter of minutes, practically sprinting all the way.

The two boys settled in the basement playroom and put in the DVD. Soon the sounds of people having sex were coming from the speakers and the sounds of the boys pulling down their zippers and taking off their pants accompanied them.

The boys frequently masturbated together. At first they were uneasy about it, but after several sessions, they became comfortable with it. They even watched each other and learned techniques from one another.

This week was going to be fantastic. They could jerk off until their penises fell off. The two of them sat there facing the TV, naked and masturbating.

On the screen a very buxom blonde was giving a blow job to a muscular black man.

As the boys were pulling on their penises in one house, on another screen, several blocks away, a video of the two boys masturbating was streaming as Wendy, Patsy and Betty crowded around.

Betty stuck her hand up and was high fived by the two other girls. “I told you they would do it.”

What the boys didn’t notice was the web cam on the bookshelf in the corner of the room behind the TV. They were not privy to the conversation the girls had just a few days ago.

-=o=-

“Do you think they’ll watch the movies on the TV in the rec room? Pasty asked.

“Probably, why?” Betty replied.

“Well, if they do it while watching the movie and were looking at them, we’ll see them do it.”

“Don’t be silly, they’re not going to do it with us girls watching.”

“Remember what you said about being a fly on the wall?” Wendy asked. “I think I can come up with a way to watch them and they won’t know we’re watching.

“How’s that?”

“I’ll show you.” Wendy went out to the garage and rummaged around for a while. When she came back in she was holding a cylindrical shaped object.

“What’s that?”

“It’s our old security camera.”

“So?”

“So, dad replaced it with an updated system. This one still works, but it has to be attached to the computer.”

“So?”

“So I set it up on the bookcase, facing the couch and I take the spare laptop and I put it in the drawer”

“Keep talking, I think I see where this is going and I like it.”

“So I put an account on the laptop that we can log into remotely from Betty’s house and we can control the camera from there.”

Betty completed the sentence, “So when the boys watch the movie, we’ll be watching them.

Can you do this?”

The young girl glared at her neighbor.

Betty apologized, “I’m sorry, of course you can do it. I forget who I was talking to.”

“Let’s get to work!” Wendy said.

The two other girls helped her in constructing the project. They did not mind working under the supervision of a girl a year younger than them. It was for a good cause.

The camera was concealed in an “empty book.” It was an old book whose center fell out and all that remained was the covers and the spine. If one knew what to look for, the camera was noticeable, but the girls were fairly certain that the boys would not be interested in reading while they were down in the playroom.

Several hours later, the girls were gathered at Betty’s house. Betty gave Wendy an account on her machine and several minutes later, they were rewarded with the picture of an empty couch.

“It’s a bit dark, but unless the boys turn on the overhead light, we’ll have to live with it,” the young girl announced.

The trap was set. The boys were providing their own bait. All the girls had to do was to wait for the boys to spring it. That day had now arrived.

-=o=-

“Look at the way she’s handling his dick,” Aaron said. “She has a great touch.”

“Yeah, this isn’t like the other videos where the women are deep throating their guys. Most of the action is hidden. Here she’s just licking and sucking on the tip. You can see everything. Can you imagine what it must feel like to have a girl’s tongue ticking the tip of you dick like that?”

“Oh man, I got to try that. I’m going to stop pumping and use my finger tip to tickle it there. Oh God, that feels so good. You got to try it.

Wow, if a finger is that good, can you imagine what a tongue would be like?”

The two boys continued masturbating with legs splayed wide and eyes wide looking at the movie.

The movie didn’t last long but the boys lasted even less. They came about half way through the production.

When it was all over, Aaron said, “I bet if we timed it right and got ourselves going just as the movie started, we could have a cum, recover and cum again before it finished.”

“What’s next?”

“There’s this movie my cousin gave me. I’m not sure what it’s about. What’s a ‘split roast?’”

The movie started with some sports players picking up a bunch of flight attendants and renting a suit in the hotel. Obviously the men were expecting sex, but somehow wound up naked with the women, who stripped down to their panties and bras, riding them or having them over their laps and spanking them.

“This is weird,” Jason remarked, “but the women do look hot in those outfits.”

As the movie progressed, the women produced strap on dildoes and had the men suck on them and then take them in the rear end.

“I wonder how they get past security with those in their luggage?” Aaron asked.

“I’m wondering how that would feel. I mean it has to hurt, doesn’t it?” Jason asked.

“I don’t know. I know sometimes when I take a shit, the turds are about that wide. Well maybe not THAT wide, but still they are almost that big around.

So, if something that big can come out, then something that big can get in.

The guys don’t seem to be in that much pain. In fact, some of them seem to be enjoying it.”

Jason said, “I hear that gay guys do that. It must feel good for the fucker, but what about the fuckee. What’s in it for him?”

“Speaking of gay, have you ever considered … um, you know.”

“A blow job? I don’t think I’d like giving one and if I got one, I’d rather it be from a girl.

I know that doesn’t make sense. I mean I don’t want a girl seeing my dick, but to get a blow job from one of them I suppose she’d have to see it. Wouldn’t she?”

“Yeah, it probably wouldn’t be that bad if she was naked, too.”

The boys were sufficiently recharged by the time the movie was well into the women riding the men with their strap-ons in every imaginable combination. So they masturbated again.”

At the end, they just sat there collapsed and covered with cum. Finally, Jason said, “Let’s shower and then cook up something. I’m famished. Maybe after dinner we can play some computer games and come back down for another movie as a nightcap.”

-=o=-

“Ping!” Wendy’s phone texted her. “Show time, girls”, she said.

“How did you do that?” her sister asked.

“I monitored the TV and when HDMI port 2 goes active, it kicks off a program to send an SMS message to my phone.”

“Of course, what could be more simpler? Now can you tell me again in English?”

HDMI 2 is the port where the Bluray player is plugged in. So when the boys start a movie they have to switch over to it and it kicks off the whole process.

Otherwise, we’d have to have one of us girls looking at the feed all the time so we don’t miss something. Even then it would probably be hours and hours of empty couch.”

“OK sis, I’m glad you’re on our side. I wouldn’t want you working for the boys.”

It took only a moment for the feed to connect. It picked up with Aaron already sitting on the couch and Jason walking back towards the couch. He probably went to pick up the remote.

Then, to the girls’ delight, they started undressing.”

“Oh this is so good. It would have been so disappointing for them just to take it out of their flies” Patsy noted. “We’ll see more this way.”

“The video quality is better than I thought,” Betty remarked. “It was so dark when we tested it out.”

“That must be the extra light from the TV screen,” Wendy remarked. "I’m sorry there is no audio, but this is a surveillance camera. It would have gone better with a full web cam, but I went with what we had. We didn’t have time to get a good web cam.”

Wendy did a bit more magic and suddenly what was appearing on the tiny laptop screen was now displayed in 55 inches of TV. The girls could sit back on the couch and watch the show comfortably.

“Too bad we forgot to make popcorn,” Betty remarked.

The movie got more interesting as the boys got completely naked – or close enough. Socks and a T-shirt don’t count as being “clothed.”

The boys were already erected as they sat down. The girls could clearly see their penises poking out of their laps.

“Please tell me we are recording this,” Patsy said.

“Already taken care of,” Wendy replied.

“Wow, my brother’s really got a big one!” Betty remarked. “And Jason isn’t so bad either. Have you girls ever seen your brother.

I saw Aaron a couple of years ago by mistake. We were at my aunt’s lake house and they have an outdoor shower. My brother was in there when the wind blew the door open. Apparently he didn’t latch it properly. There he was in the altogether with the whole family looking at him. We were all at the table outside waiting for dinner. I never saw a boy so red.

He had to step out to get the door, exposing himself even more. My aunt and mom tried to calm him down, but he didn’t look at anyone or speak to anyone for the rest of the evening. That was a couple of years ago. He was 12 at the time and I was 10. I really didn’t get to see that much.

I certainly didn’t see as much as I am seeing now.”

“Wendy and I and Jason used to take baths together as little kids. I can vaguely remember what Jason looked like. I assumed all boys looked basically the same.”

“I don’t remember that at all,” Wendy said with a frown.

“Also,” Patsy added, “I was over my friend Pamela’s house while she was babysitting her baby cousin and I got to help her give him a bath.”

The girls remained silent as the boys picked up their activity. Jason played with the remote while Aaron just sat there.

Then the action began. Aaron was first to put his fist around his penis and Jason followed seconds after.

Both of them started moving their hands up and down the shaft, pulling the skin over the head and then pulling it back.

“That’s what jerking off must be,” Patsy remarked. “I never knew how boys did that. I have to admit, I now know why it’s called jerking off. It sure looks like they are trying to jerk it off.”

“I wonder how boys learn how to do that. I mean, is there some sort of a class they attend?” Betty mused.

“Maybe they learn it from each other.”

“I don’t think so. I’ve heard that boys don’t even want to admit that they do it even to other boys.”

“Aaron and Jason don’t seem to have a problem doing it together. Does that mean they’re gay?”

“Not if they’re watching porn with women in it.”

“I guess if you have one of those things between your legs, you’re bound to start playing with it and can probably figure it out on your own. It must be annoying to have it just there all the time.”

“Wait a minute,” Betty said, leaning towards the TV as if the extra couple of inches would make her see better. “What are they doing now. It looks like they are holding it with their thumb and running their fingers under the head.

Is that jerking off or something else? I wonder what that’s called if it even has a name.”

The girls watched with attention as the boys stimulated their organs in this new way. Eventually they went back to “normal” jerking off. They seemed to be mostly focused on the television, but every now and then they looked over to the other boy to see how he was doing.

Jason was the first boy to show a reaction. He started to arch back in the seat and his whole body started to stiffen.

“Something’s happening,” Betty noted.

He seemed to be struggling and writhing around.

“It looks like he’s in pain,” Pasty said.

And if on cue, his body froze and a shot of white liquid leapt from the pee hole in his penis.

“That’s an ejaculation!” Betty yelled, “Like they told us in school.

LOOK! He’s doing it again.”

It looked like Jason was holding his breath. The girls were definitely holding theirs.

They watched as jet after jet erupted from his penis. Finally, with diminishing results he ceased only after it seemed nothing more was coming out.

“Wow, I never thought sperm would come out like that. I thought boys just sort of peed it out.” Betty said.

Patsy said, “I heard that it shot out, but I didn’t know that it did it multiple times. I thought it just came out in one big rush and that was it. I was surprised to see it come out over and over.

I wondered why he stopped.”

“Maybe it is like pee. There’s only so much in there and he has to stop and make some more before he can do it again.

Oh, look, it looks like Aaron is getting ready to shoot now.”

The girls were treated to another performance by the older boy.

From then on, the rest of the movie promised to be boring.

The boys were slumped back and their once tall penises were now wilting with an occasional drop of semen dribbling out as the organ deflated.

There seemed to be a minor rally as the movie apparently continued. By the time it was over, occasioned by another message on Wendy’s phone, they were back to semi-hard.

The girls were about to get out a game to play when Wendy’s phone went off again.

“Hello, the boys are starting another movie,” she noted.

“Do you think they’ll do it again?” Patsy asked.

“Why would they put another movie in if they weren’t going to jerk off to it?” the young girl responded.

“Is there some way to put this on pause? I need a pee break.” Patsy said.

“I can’t have figured everything out.” Wendy protested, “Just hurry up, they probably won’t get to the good stuff for a while anyway.”

The girls were treated to another performance. This time the boys waited until they were a bit more into the movie to start masturbating and it seemed to take them a bit longer to ejaculate.

“We’ll have to look at the other movie, but I don’t think they made as much stuff this time around.” Patsy said.

The girls finally did get the game out but stopped for dinner first.

They had decided to rewatch the movies they just made of the boys masturbating.

“This is going to take a lot of editing,” Wendy noted, “but we got a lot of good footage here.

Oh, and since this is the recorded copy, we can pause for pee breaks, rewind and fast forward.” She said with a smile.

The girls had just finished the second movie and were discussing watching a more mainstream movie when Wendy’s phone went off again.

Patsy blurted out. “Those horny bastards! How much of this can a boy do in one day?”

The girls tuned into their favorite program. The boys were in shorts and T-shirts. They had popcorn and soda and the lack of tenting in their shorts indicated that they were not sexually aroused.

“I guess they decided to do the same thing we did: watch a regular movie. I guess the TV can still play those instead of porn.”

Even though there were beds available, the girls decided to sleep on the floor in the TV room in their sleeping bags.

“This is the best sleepover ever,” Patsy noted. “We have a lot of things to discuss in the morning.”

-=o=-

Both girls and boys slept in the following morning.

The girls were in the middle of breakfast when Wendy’s phone went off. She had found a new ring tone for it, it was a Cole Porter piece from a musical called “Kiss me Kate” and was called “Another opening, another show.”

“Boy they’re at I early,” Patsy yawned as she grabbed her toast and coffee and headed on downstairs with the other girls in her train.

“I heard somewhere,” Betty said slowly, “that boys wake up with something the call ‘morning wood’ that is they wake up with an erection. I guess they figured that they shouldn’t let it go to waste so they want to rub it out before it goes away.”

“I wonder how many movies they have? This is the third one.”

“Or they could be watching the same movies over and over.”

“Well, they apparently have at least two different ones. The movies they looked at yesterday were different lengths. That’s about all we have to go on. Without audio, we can’t listen for dialog although from what I’ve heard, none of these movies are going to win an Oscar for best screen play. I doubt the dialog is Shakespearean in quality.”

Once again, the boys were naked wearing the same T-shirts they went to bed with and once again they put on a wonderful demonstration of how teenage males masturbate.

The ever boy crazy Patsy noted, “That looked pretty good. I guess a good night’s sleep goes a long way to recharge a boy’s gonads.”

The girls decided to “stay in” even though the weather was nice in case the boys decided to host a double-feature like they did the day before.

In the meantime, they had a lot to talk about as Patsy had noted the night before.

“So girls,” she began. “We now have three video’s worth of our bothers masturbating. What are we going to do about it?”

“Well, they certainly need some editing down. As exciting as they are, it’s mostly just two boys sitting there with boners. That’s good in itself, but it’s boring the compare to the real action.”

“That’s your job, Wendy, but I’m talking about what to do now that we have compromising videos of the boys. The first thing I think we should do is each get a copy. This way, if one somehow got ‘erased’ then the other two girls will have a copy.”

“It’s already being backed up in the cloud,” Wendy put in.

Patsy went on, “I am sure that all we have to do is produce a brief trailer and we’ll have girls with money in hand waiting to see the full clip. Just having the movies will get us invited to every sleepover in the city.”

“I think we should confront the boys with the evidence and insist that they put on a live show for us.”

“OK, if we do that, then we’ve blown our cover. The boys will know we are spying on them and either won’t do it in the TV room or disable the system if they are smart enough to do it.”

“It’s vulnerable. All they have to do is unplug any number of things and we’re off the air.” Wendy admitted.

“How much blackmail material do you think we’ll need. Shit, we have three whole movies worth. Just still pictures of them sitting there naked with boners in their laps is enough. We have gigabytes more evidence than that.

Do you think they’ll want a video of them jerking off getting out to other girls, or even worse, boys? Even though the other boys probably masturbate themselves, our brothers will never live it down with them.”

“I suppose you’re right. So how do we go about doing this?”

“First, we text our brothers and tell them that we have something important to talk to them about concerning what we told our parents. Let them think we need to patch a hole in our plan. Then we invite them to come over here for lunch. Then we confront them with what we have.

Wendy, can you whip up a trailer before lunch?”

“I sure can. It won’t be as good as one I would come up with to entice other girls to want to watch, but it will be good enough.”

“Once we give them our ultimatum, then we’ll go over to Patsy’s and Wendy’s house. I want to see these movies that they are jerking off to.”

“Really?”

“Why not. Boys aren’t the only ones interested in sex. We girls are entitled to have our fun, too!”

“OK, Patsy, lead on. We’ll back you up on whatever you decide.”

-=o=-

The boys were at the park playing ball with some of their friends when the text message arrived. Aaron took a look, saw it was from his sister and ignored it. Jason did the same about the message from his sister. Both decided to wait until the game was over to check their messages.

Betty and Patsy were not pleased about being “put on hold” like this.

“This is pissing me off.” Betty said. “Just because Aaron is a boy and a couple years older than me, he thinks he doesn’t have to pay attention to me. Well, that’s going to change soon!”

“Tell me, sister. I got the same situation with Jason. I was beginning to feel sorry for the boys and what we are about to do to them, but now I’m not sure we’re going far enough.”

“We’ll just cool it and bide our time. We won’t get even, we’ll get ahead.”

It was nearly noon when the boys checked the messages. Aaron called Betty, “What’s up, sis?”

“The girls and I have been talking and something has come up that deserves all of our attentions.”

“What is it?”

“It’s too complicated to talk about on the phone. Why don’t you boys come over here. We’ll even make you lunch.”

He hung up. “The girls want to see us about something. They say it’s important and they want to see us over their place.”

“Shit, that’s going to cut into our movie watching time.”

“Well, they said they’d make lunch for us. We got to eat. So we’ll just shuffle some activities around. We still have all day.”

The guys made their way to where the girls were staying. As they entered, Patsy noted, “What happened to you? You guys are filthy!”

“You should have seen it,” Jason said excitedly, “It was a line drive down the third base line. It would have surely gone for at least a double, but Aaron dove on it, rolled around on the dirt and came up and threw to second base all in one motion – the second baseman pivoted around, and threw to first – double play.”

“Well you boys certainly aren’t coming to the table looking like that. Go wash up!”

“Sheesh, OK Ms. Bossy,” Aaron replied. “Is your sister always such a bitch?” he said as the boys walked towards the bathroom.

The boys got cleaned up and sat at the tables, the girls served them some sandwiches and soda.

“There is a weak point in our plan.” Wendy started.

“What is it?”

“Basically, we’re not supposed to be here.”

“So?”

“So, both houses are supposed to be unoccupied. This means everything has to be exactly the same as when our parents left. We can get away with laundry. After all, even if we were at this mythical lake cottage, we’d still be wearing clothes and getting them dirty.

But just to be safe, let’s pack each pack a bag with our dirty clothes.”

“OK, that makes sense.”

“Then there is the matter of food. Nobody’s supposed to be here eating it. So we’re going to have to replace everything we eat.”

“I didn’t think of that.”

“Well it’s a good thing I did, boys.”

“Finally, the house should not have gotten dirty all by itself. We’ve going to have to clean it to at least the level it was when our parents left.”

“That’s going to be tough. I don’t know how to clean a house.”

“We girls will teach you.”

“Come on, this is supposed to be a vacation.”

Wendy ignored the boys’ objections. “To make this happen better. We girls are going to move in with you. We’ve already got this place mostly in order. We girls took good care not to dirty things up too much. We’ve limited our activities to downstairs and the kitchen.

It will be easier for all of us to take care of one place rather than having two groups taking care of two places.”

“No way. We agreed, you girls did your thing and we boys do ours.”

“First of all, we didn’t agree to anything. We didn’t even discuss it. Secondly, you boys can keep doing your thing even with us girls there.”

“Nope, ain’t gonna happen.”

“Are you boys ashamed to let us girls see you doing your thing?”

The girls knew that they had them when they saw both boys go silent and blush.

“No,” Jason said eventually, “It’s just that us men need some privacy.”

Turning to the other girls, Patsy asked, “I wonder what boys do that requires privacy.”

“Maybe they watch pornographic movies,” Betty replied.

“Wait a minute,” Jason tried to object.

“And maybe they even take off their clothes when they do it.”

Aaron’s mouth moved but no words come out.

Betty continued, “And maybe they even jerk off.”

“No, we don’t,” Jason managed to say.

“It’s not like that,” Aaron put in.

“Let’s watch a little TV and see what it’s like, shall we boys?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Just follow us downstairs and you’ll see.”

The five of them gathered in the rec room. Wendy worked her magic, and an edited video came on.

As soon as it appeared, Jason let out with, “Holy SHIT! That’s us! How did you girls get this?”

The video showed the two boys on the couch already masturbating. It played on long enough to show each of them ejaculating.

Aaron was so shaken he had to sit down. Jason excused himself to rid himself of lunch in the bathroom.

-=o=-

The girls gave the boys some time to recover before making their next demand.

“You boys are going to get completely undressed and help us clean the house,” Patsy stated.

“We can’t do that; you’ll see us,” Aaron protested.

“Why not? We’ve already seen all there is to see.”

“But this is different, you’re right here.”

Undeterred Patsy went on, “Take off your clothes and we will wash them for you and then we’ll give you a bath. Your clothes are dirty and so are you.”

The boys remained frozen in place and said nothing.

“Start getting undressed or we’ll send the pictures to some girls we know at school. We don’t need a big audience, we just need a couple of girls and they’ll send the pictures to their friends and they’ll send pictures to their friends and in about two days, every girl in the school will have a video of you boys jerking off.

Who knows, maybe some girl will show her brother and ask him to do it for her, then all the boys will have the video too!”

That was too much for the boys. First Jason and then Aaron started to remove their clothes. Both boys stopped when they got to their briefs.

Patsy got an idea, “Hands on your heads, boys and face us.” So commanding was her tone that the boys obeyed immediately.

“Betty, you can pull down Aaron’s shorts.

Wendy, since none of this would have happened without you, you get to pull down our brother’s shorts.”

Betty looked over to Wendy and said, “Let’s do this on the count of three.

1 – 2 – 3!”

Down came both sets of underwear and out popped the two penises. “They look even better in person,” Patsy remarked, much to the increasing embarrassment of the boys.

The girls told the boys to turn around so they could get a complete look at their bodies and they took some pictures. The boys complained initially, but when the girls reminded them about the videos. They agreed that a few pictures would not make any difference. “And there’s a lot more,” Patsy reminded them.

“I’ll put the boys’ clothes in the wash,” Betty offered. “Don’t do anything until I get back.”

Betty followed the sound of running water to the master bedroom. Wendy explained, “We decided to wash the boys together and this is the only tub big enough for the two boys to fit in.”

“We can take a shower by ourselves,” Aaron complained.

“That’s not the point,” Patsy replied, “We girls are in charge now and we want to give you a bath. Betty and I will soon be babysitting and we have to know how to do this with little boys. It will be good for Wendy to learn how to do this too.”

Patsy continued to fill the tub assuring that the water was a comfortable temperature.

“In you go boys.”

“I can wash myself,” Aaron complained. That earned him a hard slap on his read end by his sister.

“Ow!” he exclaimed, “That hurt!”

“It was supposed to. Unless you want a lot more like that, get in the tub, now. When one of us girls gives you an order, you must obey it.”

Jason, having witnessed the one slap spanking, got in the tub without hesitation.

Aaron followed him, still rubbing his behind. Both boys stood there in the shin-high water.

“Sit! Get in the water.”

The boys settled down into the tub, facing each other, uncomfortably. It was barely big enough for the two of them and they felt embarrassed to have so much skin-to-skin contact with the other boy.

“Good boys,” Betty smiled. “Let’s start with your hair. You first, brother.”

The girls took turns bathing the boys’ upper bodies.

“Now for the good stuff,” Patsy said. “Aaron, stand up so your sister can wash your private parts properly.”

Aaron started to complain but his ass cheek was still tingling and he thought better of it. Somehow he thought that a slap on wet skin would hurt even more, especially skin that was “tenderized” by a warm bath.

Betty took her time with her task paying great attention to her brother’s penis. Aaron’s entire body was red with the embarrassment of having his sister touch his most sacred boy part. He couldn’t help but to get erected as she lathered, rinsed, repeated the organ. He was sure that it was never as clean as when she finished washing it.

After the final rinse, Betty giggled, “Now that looks a lot better. I think all boys should have a hard-on all the time. I wonder how big he is?”

Patsy interrupted, “No time for that now. We can take care of that later. Get on with washing him so Wendy can do our brother.”

“Turn around,” Betty commanded. She went to work on his rear end running her soapy hand up and down the crack of his behind. Every time her finger made contact with his anus, he flinched and sucked in some air, but said nothing.

“It sounds like he’s actually enjoying this.” She soaped up the slot and then pushed a finger in.

“Hey!” the boy complained.

“I’m supposed to get you clean,” the girl replied. “Don’t fight me or I will give you more than one slap with your next spanking.”

He allowed his sister to penetrate him. Finally she rinsed out the area and completed her task with a final washing of her hands. “Out of the tub!”

“Wendy, why don’t you dry Aaron and then wash your brother. Make sure you check every inch on him to make sure Betty did a good job.”

The young girl went to the task with enthusiasm. She had no problem inspecting his penis as it was still erected. That still didn’t stop her from taking it in her fingers and moving it around so she could see every side of it.

When she was satisfied that it was clean and thoroughly dry, she had him turn around and spread his ass cheeks apart to make sure he was clean there as well.

“Does he pass inspection, sis?”

“Yes, he’s clean.”

“Aaron, go stand in the corner with your hands on your head while Wendy washes Jason.”

Wendy followed Patsy’s example using her soapy hands to masturbate her brother into an erection. She even mimicked the other girl’s action of inserting her finger into his rectum. She decided to “feel around” a little. It felt funny for both girl and boy. Jason squirmed, but said nothing.

Jason got out and Betty dried him.

Both boys were declared, “clean.”

“Nice job, girls,” Patsy commended. “Now let’s get on with cleaning the house to make it look like when we left. We will start with the bathroom.

Betty, show the boys where the cleaning supplies are.”

Soon the girls were treated to two boys, naked except for bright yellow rubber gloves, scrubbing tiles and cleaning the toilet.

The boys were then split up each being supervised by his sister to perform other household task such as vacuuming, dusting and general tidying up.

Patsy was the overall supervisor. She eventually called a halt to the proceedings.

“I think we should stop here. Our parents will get suspicious if the house looked cleaner than when they left.

Boys, you did a pretty good job. We’ll have you domesticated yet. I don’t know about you girls, but I hate cleaning house. Now that I have him trained as a maid, I might have my brother do my chores from now on.”

Betty retrieved the boys clothes from the laundry and the girls allowed them to get dressed. They all did a final inspection of the house to make sure there was no evidence of occupancy.

Betty locked up and they departed for what used to be “the boys’ lair.”

“This is going to be a great week,” Patsy declared. The other girls nodded in agreement and the boys just hung their heads.

-=o=-

Obviously to be continued.