Jenny's Sleepover II
By NAMB

Copyright 2009 by NAMB, all rights reserved

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Frank and I awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee coming up the steps. We put on our clothes and went downstairs. Mom was cooking breakfast, and all seven of the girls were there looking as innocent as nothing had happened.

"So what time did you girls get to sleep last night?"

"Who slept?" Amber giggled.

Jenny answered, "I don't know - 1 maybe 2 AM."

"Well, I'm glad you kept the noise down. How about you boys?"

"Oh, probably the same time."

"No wonder everyone looks so sleepy."

We finished our breakfast; Frank and me in silence, the girls talking and giggling up a storm.

One by one, the girls left until it was just Frank, his sister Tamura, my sister Jenny, and me. Frank and Tamura were to walk home together. My sister went to see them out. As she opened the door to the vestibule, she told Frank, "Wait right here." Jenny turned to me and said, "Jim, get in here with us?"

"Why?"

"Because I have something to show you."

I just shrugged my shoulders and walked to the door.

"All the way in," she insisted. It seemed kind of silly with the four of us crammed into the small room.

Jenny looked at Tamura and nodded. The two girls took out their cell phones. A couple of key clicks later and each phone was displaying a picture. Tamura had a picture of Frank masturbating, and Jenny got me in full ejaculatory glory.

"All the girls swapped the pictures we took with our phones. April took some pictures with her camera. So did Amber. Between both girls, we must have a hundred of them."

I swallowed hard. "So what do you want?" I finally managed to ask.

"Well, since we showed you something, we want you to show us something. Take them out boys."

"Here?"

"Yes, here. Don't worry about it. Mom and dad are in the kitchen we'll see them coming before they can see anything. There's nobody on the street to see us and even if there was, they probably can't see in.

I just hesitated and then Tamura added, "So far, only the girls at the party have the pictures. We can mail them to every girl in school, or even some of the boys. How about Tommy Bergan? They say he's gay. I'll bet he'd like to see you boys."

I heard the rumors about Tommy too. Tommy was older than us, and much bigger - like bear-sized bigger. If Tommy wanted to have his way with you, Tommy was going to have his way with you. So far Frank and I were unnoticed by him. To tell you the truth, I never really heard anything about Tommy giving anyone a hard time. He was sort of a gentle giant which maybe gave rise to the rumors. Nonetheless, I wasn't interested in finding out his sexual preferences personally.

"You heard the girl," Jenny added, "take them out."

What else could we do?

I fumbled at the fly of my pants and pulled out my penis. After a couple of seconds, Frank did the same. The girls giggled.

"Make it big," Jenny commanded. "What's that called?" she asked Tamura.

"Erection."

"No, what did the boys call it?"

"Hard on," I mumbled.

"That's it! Make a hard on for us; both of you."

"It doesn't work that way," I explained.

"What way?"

"You just can't make it hard like that."

"It was plenty hard last night!"

"That was different. We were looking a pictures on the computer."

"And that makes it hard?"

"Sometimes. I mean, pictures of girls can do that."

"How about real girls like Wendy?"

I just blushed and dodged the question, "Touching it can make it hard too."

Jenny shrugged her shoulders at Tamura and without any words being exchanged; they started playing with our penises. Jenny took me, and Tamura took her brother. It didn't take them long to have both penises sticking out into the cold air.

My sister looked down to admire her handiwork, "There's that's better. I like the way that looks."

After looking at us for a couple of minutes she finally said, "That will do for now. You boys can put them back."

As Frank and I were rezipping, Jenny said, "You have to show us any time we ask. That goes for the other girls too. If any of them wants to see your penis, you have to show it to her. It's sort of like our special club."

Frank and Tamura left. I went inside followed by Jenny. "See you later," she chided.

Later happened later that night as we prepared for bed. She stopped me in the hall. Mom and dad were downstairs watching the news. They wouldn't leave the TV until the weather report was over.

"Out with it!" was all she said. It was all I needed to hear. Having my pajamas on made the task all that more easier. As earlier in the day, she simply reached down and masturbated me into hardness. She looked at my erected member for a while and then simply said, "Goodnight," giving me a kiss and leaving me standing in the hall, penis out of my pajamas, and totally confused.

Eventually, I went to bed, my penis still standing tall. I didn't know what to think.

This was to be her routine for the rest of the week, quick peeks each morning before school and before bed at night.

Frank was hardly better off. "You can't believe it. My sister wants to see it all the time. It's a good thing my mom is around so Tamura doesn't have the opportunity. She was able to see me into my bedroom last night. Mom almost caught us, but she threw the covers over me before she could see anything. It was close."

"How do you feel about it?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"About your sister seeing your penis."

"I … I don't know. I mean it's so embarrassing."

"But does it feel good?"

"I like it when she touches it. It would be better if she wasn't my sister. I wouldn't mind Wendy touching it at all. With all those girls around the other night, it was hard to appreciate it. If it were just her and me …"

"Me too. I like having erections. I mean sometimes they're embarrassing like when you have them in school but they feel good. I especially like it when I can go right on and play with myself."

I had never really talked about masturbation with Frank before but the events of the other night changed all that. I had always wondered if he masturbated and what he looked like when he did it. And his sister already knew!

Fortunately for both Frank and me, our moms were home all day long which meant that the girls could only see us at very selective times and not for long. They certainly couldn't masturbate us because there would be no opportunity to clean up the mess. We also ran into some of the other girls at school but they would just cover their mouths and giggle as we walked by.

I was hoping that our sisters' fascination with our penises would die out, but it didn't. As Jenny was giving me my Friday night erection, she said, "You're coming with me to Tamura's house tomorrow." I wasn't asked; it was simply an order.

At breakfast the following morning, she announced, "I'm going over to Tamura's house. Were' going to work on our homework together. James is going to go too, he and Frank got some studying to do."

Mom smiled at us, "It's about time you take your studies seriously, James. And it's so nice that the two of you are doing things together." If she only knew what my sister and I were doing together.

We got over to Tamura's about 10 AM. Her sister Susie answered the door. "Come in here," I heard from the kitchen. Tamura was sitting at the table with her brother. He looked rather indisposed. She waved her hand and dismissed us, "Why don't you boys go upstairs and 'study?' We'll call you when we are ready for you."

What else could we do? We trudged off to Frank's room. I asked him, "Where are your folks?"

"Out. They have a wedding to go to. They'll be out all day. I'm glad you're here. I don't think I could take a whole day with Tamura alone."

We got to his room and he put his finger up to his lips to indicate that I should be silent. Then he moved his desk a little and put his ear up to the heating vent. I moved in next to him and did the same.

I could hear my sister talking, "Do you think this is a good idea?"

"Susie's pretty mature for being almost 10 years old. I think she can handle it."

"Are you sure she won't freak out?"

"She's seen what boys look like before."

"Are you sure?"

"Well, no. I mean I never did it with her, but like what girl hasn't seen what boys look like by the 4th grade?"

"I don't know …"

"OK, I'll tell you what. We can talk to her and check it out. If she's comfortable talking about it then we can ask her."

"Alright, and you're sure she won't tell anybody."

"My sister is pretty good at keeping a secret."

I could hear Tamura calling her sister both from the kitchen and through the heating vent.

Judging from the noise, the girl must have bounced into the kitchen. Before either of the older girls could speak she asked, "Can I go out and play?"

"Not now," her sister responded.

"Why not?"

"Because we're going to play indoors. I have something very special planned for today, but only if you are a good girl."

"What is it?"

"It's a special game that only big girls can play and you got to keep it secret from your friends and even from mom and dad."

"You mean I can't even tell Donna?"

"That's right, no Donna, no nobody. Can you do that?"

"OK, I'll be good. Tell me about it?"

"First you have to take a test."

"What kind of test?"

"A drawing test."

"What are we going to draw?"

"Boys."

"Boys?"

"Yeah, boys. You know what boys look like, don't you?"

There was silence and Tamura continued.

"I mean did you ever see a boy without his clothes on?"

"Oh yeah, sure, Mindy and me got to see her baby brother when her mom was changing him."

"How about bigger boys?"

"Well, it wasn't exactly with his clothes on but, Donna and me saw Billy Johnson make pee when we were in kindergarten."

"Tell us about it."

"Well, we were out playing and he said he had to go to the bathroom. His older sister was watching him and she was talking with some of her friends and didn't want to go home. So she told him to go behind some bushes. So we followed him and he let us watch."

I could hear the girls laughing. One of them managed to giggle out, "Boys are so stupid."

Tamura then asked, "Do you want to draw us a picture of what you saw?"

Again there was some silence and I could hear Tamura ask my sister if she wanted some tea while Susie was apparently busy at her task.

"Is that what it looked like?" Tamura asked.

"Yes, just like that."

"Was it big and straight and sticking out like that?"

"It wasn't when he started, but after Donna and me touched it, it got that way."

"You didn't tell us you touched it."

"I didn't think it was important."

"Did you do anything with it besides touch it?"

"No we just touched it."

"Did you ever see any bigger boys?"

"No."

"OK, how would you like to see a big boy?"

The excitement could be heard in Susie's voice, "Can I? It was so much fun when Donna and me played with Billy. Billy's thing looked different than Mindy's brother. I think that's because he's a baby."

"OK, but you have to remember, you have to keep it secret. Only me and Jenny and a couple of our friends know."

"Who?"

"You'll see. But first do you want to look at some pictures?"

"Yeah!"

"OK, let's go up to my room and get on the computer."

Frank and I scrambled to get up and away from the vent so the girls wouldn't catch us eavesdropping. As the girls passed Frank's room, Tamura crooked a finger and said, "Come with us, boys."

The three girls huddled around the computer while Frank and I stood behind them. Tamura clicked on a folder and stepped through the pictures. There were hundreds of them, and Tamura selected them carefully.

At first there were close ups. The very first picture shows some arms and hands pulling at a pair of underwear on a boy who was laying on the floor. I knew it was me. The picture was very grainy and I realized it must have been cropped down to keep the identities of the participants a secret. This might not be as bad as I thought.

Susie squeaked as the first picture of a naked penis was shown and she started bouncing up and down as the pictures became more explicit with girls hands touching them.

When we got to pictures of one of us (Frank) ejaculating, she asked, "What's he doing?"

"It's called an ejaculation or cumming."

"Why is he doing that?"

"That's what makes babies inside a mommy's stomach."

"Is he making a baby. How does that happen."

"No, to make a baby, a boy has to stick his penis in your vag."

"Eww, yuck."

"It's not that bad. I never did it but some girls tell me it's actually fun."

"Well, no boy is going to stick his thing in me."

Jenny laughed and told her, "You may change your mind when you grow up. But there are other fun things a girl can do with a penis."

"Like what?"

"Like this," my sister said, pointing at the screen.

"What are they doing to him?"

"If you rub a boy's penis, you can make him shoot out sperm. They call it masturbation. Boys do it to themselves all the time, but girls can do it to them too."

Tamura brought up more and more pictures and they showed more and more. Eventually we got to the point where you could see who was doing what.

"That's you!" Susie screamed and pointed at her sister as the first of this set of pictures was displayed. And on the next one she pointed at my sister and said, "That's you!"

"When did you do this? Whose house is this? Who are the boys? How many boys are there? What girls were there?" Susie reeled off the question without waiting for answers.

Tamura merely selected a couple more pictures showing clearly that it was her brother and me that was the attention of all the girls.

"I have tons more," Tamura said, "Do you want to look at them, or do you want to look at the real thing?"

"They'll let you do it?" Susie asked.

"Of course they will. I mean if somebody had naked pictures of you, you'd do what they say to keep them from telling anyone else. That's why you have to keep it secret."

I don't know about Frank, I was looking at the floor, unable to look anyone in the face. I could feel the heat rising in my face. My stomach was doing flip-flops, and after looking at all the pictures, my penis was fully erect.

"Do other girls do this?" Susie asked.

"I don't know any, but …" Tamura said. "Wait, let me show you." Tamura opened up a browser and soon had a site featuring CFNM. She displayed some of the pictures. "See, women do this with men all the time."

Frank was startled out of his silence. "How did you get there? Dad put those filters on our computers. I can't get to anything."

"Alice is a computer whiz. She knows all about filters and how to disable them. If mom or dad look at the logs, all they'll see is a random list of G-Rated sites. All us girls can browse wide open."

Forgetting our predicament for the moment, I asked, "Can she get the filter off my machine?"

"Of course she can, but I'm not going to let that happen," my sister responded.

"Why?"

"Because if you're going to do any jerking off it's going to be for me and the girls and not in front of some computer screen. I've seen the kind of crap you look at."

Tamura said, "Come on, let's go down to the playroom where we can be more comfortable."

Tamura wasted no time when we got to the basement. "Take off your clothes boys."

This was very uncomfortable for me for a number of reasons. First of all, even though I got used to my sister seeing my penis, all I had to do for her was take it out of my fly. Now I was expected to get completely naked. Then there was the matter of exposing myself in front of more than one girl. I know that happened during the sleepover, but I was still not over that embarrassment. And finally there was the issue of Susie. She had never seen me before. She was also only 9 years old and a little girl. I mean, my sister and her friends were almost old enough for boys like Frank and me to be interested in dating. Wendy sure was old enough.

I felt like it was taking me hours to disrobe. I felt reluctant even to take off my shirt and socks. It was like exposing any part of my body, even those normally seen by the public was a naughty thing to do.

I felt a little better looking at Frank joining me in my misery. We managed to pull down our underwear at the same time to the accompaniment of giggle and applause from the girls.

"Stand there and face this way with your hands on your head," Tamura commanded.

I slowly raised my eyes and looked at the girls. Tamura and Jenny were smiling broadly. Susie's eyes were as wide as she could make them taking in the sight. "Can I touch them?" she asked.

"Sure, dear."

Susie first when to her brother, perhaps because she was more comfortable with him, and then came to me. I was already as hard as I could get when I felt her tiny nimble fingers touch my penis. It twitched in reaction to her touch and she giggled. She poked at it tentatively and soon figured out that if she tickled the head, she could make it jump. This seemed to amuse her. With her other hand, she reached out to her brother and started playing with him again.

All of a sudden she jerked her hand away and yelled, "Yuck, James peed on me!"

My sister and Tamura got up for a closer look. Peering intently at my organ, my sister said, "It doesn't look like pee." She reached out and gently put her finger against my pee hole and wiped off a drop. She put it to her nose. "It doesn't smell like pee." She rubbed it between her fingers. "It doesn't feel like pee. It's slippery and sticky like an egg white."

"It can't be sperm," Tamura put in, "Sperm is white and it squirts out."

My sister looked up at me and asked, "What is this stuff?"

"I don't know," I responded, "it comes out when I get excited just before I cum sometimes."

"Can Frank do it?" Susie asked.

"I don't know," her sister responded, "Why don't you tickle him and find out."

Soon Susie had milked out a drop of pre-cum from her brother's penis.

Susie spent some more time exploring our bodies. The older girls, too, became interested and took turns playing with the boy that Susie wasn't playing with.

Although I enjoy getting erections, I enjoy getting rid of them even more. They always went away by themselves; either gradually, if I didn't do anything, or quickly if I jerked off. Neither of these were happening here. The girls were making me hard, and they were keeping me hard. The feeling was getting very uncomfortable.

I don't now how long we played this game until Tamura announced, "Hey guys, how about some lunch? Why don't we send the boys up the to kitchen and make us some lunch?"

I was glad to have the opportunity to have my clothes back on and picked up my underwear. Jenny admonished me, "Leave them."

"You want us to go upstairs like this?"

"Of course."

"What if someone sees us?" Frank asked.

"Who's going to see? We're the only ones at home."

"Suppose some looks in the window."

"Who's going to look?"

"Mrs. Johnson, next door."

"Do you think she spends all day spying on us? Now get out of here and make us a good lunch."

In spite of all of Tamura's assurances, I approached every window cautiously, and sped by for fear of being seen. It felt really funny standing in the kitchen totally in the nude, doing the normal activities associated with making lunch.

Frank and I cobbled together a plate full of ham and cheese sandwiches, some potato chips and a big bottle of soda. We divided our load between us and started our way down. When we got back to the playroom, Jenny was just closing up her phone.

"I hope you boys cleaned up your mess?" Tamura warned.

"Yes, we have," Frank answered somewhat crossly.

"Don't take that tone with me," his sister barked back. "Mom's always after you to show respect to other people. Well, we're going to start right now. From now on, I am to be called 'Miss Tamura;' Jenny is 'Miss Jenny' and your sister is 'Miss Susie.' The same thing goes for my friends. You will address them by their proper titles too. Do you have that?"

"Yes … Miss Tamura," he said haltingly.

Turning to me, she said, "And that goes for you, too! If you boys don't behave, we're going to have to start spanking you."

"Yes Miss Tamura," I gulped out. I noticed how Susie's eyes sparkled when her sister suggested spanking us.

With a final look up and down she said, "And where's your erections? You should be hard whenever you are in a presence of a girl."

Frank and I looked at each other.

My sister picked up on Tamura's theme right away, "Look, you're going to have to figure this out for yourselves. We girls shouldn't have to do all the work. If we can touch them and make them hard, then you can touch them and make them hard. Do what you have to do, but we expect you to be hard the whole time you're here. We're busy eating lunch now, but we'll 'give you a hand' when we get done."

Frank and I sat with one hand on our sandwiches and the other periodically reaching down and stroking ourselves.

We had finished lunch and Tamura told us to clean up, "That includes doing the dishes, drying them, and putting them away. And no losing that erection. Susie will supervise you to make sure you get all of that done."

I hadn't even grabbed the first plate when the doorbell rang. "Why don't you boys get that?" my sister suggested.

Stupidly I answered, "Like this?"

The girls laughed back at us. "Of course," Jenny said.

Frank and I looked at each other. "You go!" he finally said. "No, you." I replied.

Tamura planted her feet apart and put her hands on her hips in a menacing pose and said, "Both of you are going, and Susie will follow you. It's impolite to keep our guests waiting."

"Guests?" I thought.

There was nothing else we could do so we went up the stairs. Through the sheer curtains on the door leading to the vestibule, I could see three figures. They were all girls. As I got to the door and pulled the curtain aside and peeked out, I could see that they were Judy, Wendy and Barbara. I opened the door slowly and they came in.

The girls took a look at Frank and me and broke out in giggles. Judy said, "So it's true! Jenny said she had you guys here naked."

"Come on in," a voice said behind me. It was Jenny. She and Tamura apparently came up the steps after us. She added, "Boys, where are your manners? Please help our guests with their coats and hang them up."

Helping the girls off with their coats felt kind of funny. It was a very servant-like thing to do and that's what I was beginning to feel like with all the orders my kid sister and her friends were giving me.

Hanging up the coats was something else. It meant going into the vestibule and putting them on pegs put there for that purpose. This meant that anyone in the street might be able to see us.

Frank and I stuck our heads out and looked both ways. To our dismay we saw another group of girls walking our way. I recognized them from the other night. They were the three A's: Amber, Amy and Alice.