Kenny 1
By MB
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It
happened years ago, but this memory still stirs my libido like no other.
In
bed I could hear my sister Susan and her friends chatting and laughing.
Their
voices carrying from the family room. I thought about putting my ear to
the
door, but then that would make my favourite pastime awkward. Here
covered in
bed my hand could slide under the waist band of my pyjamas and tease my
erect
penis. Their voices added to my erotic musings especially when Norma
spoke. She
was new to my sisters group and by far the prettiest. Norma’s blond
hair and
exquisite face just made her my new dream fantasy. My hand increased
its
stroking listening to her.
When
I had arrived home Susan, her best friend Kathy and Norma were sprawled
on the
couch drinking moms wine from paper cups. Susan gave me a warning look.
“You’d
better not tell anyone about the wine if you know what’s good for you.”
“I
won’t, I promise.” I answered. “Good” she replied then added. “This is
Norma, she’s
joining our little group.” Then to Norma. “Ken’s my little brother.”
Norma
titled her head slightly and smiled up at me. I was smitten. Trying to
appear
indifferent I cast about the room, noting that all three girls were
wearing
T-shirts and shorts. Their shoes and socks were scattered on the floor
in front
of the couch as they had been painting their toenails. Susan and Kathy
were
stretched admiring their handiwork, long slim legs enticingly bare. My
gaze was
momentarily halted as I saw how tight their shorts cut a V into the
bare skin. T-shirts
casually tied at the bottom exposing more virginal softness.
“Mom
told me to remind you to take a bath and your lights better be out when
she
gets home from work”. Susan ordered. Still smarting about her ‘little’
comment
I sneered back at her. “I’m thirteen now, I don’t have to listen to
you”. My
feeble attempt didn’t intimidate her. “I’m still two years older than
you
little brother, so that makes me the boss”. I was embarrassed as to how
this
made me look in front of Norma and decided to swallow my pride and run.
After
my shower, hoping to regain some of my bravado I paraded through the
room this
time clad only in a white towel knotted around my waist. I ran from the
room
when Susan made a lunge for my towel. That was close I thought to
myself. The
thought of Susan pulling that towel off me in front of Kathy and
especially
Norma was too uncomfortable to think about. I closed the door and
crawled into
bed.
In
the soft shadows of my bedroom I again visited the scene from my
arrival. My
sister Susan was well-endowed for a fifteen-year-old. She was very
proud of her
large breasts and when mom was not around she often discarded her bra,
instead
favouring thin T-shirts. This was especially fun during horse play
while watching
TV. Sometimes arguing which channel to watch she would clutch the
remote close
to her chest daring me to take it from her. Her nipples would get stiff
and prominent
during the groping. Often she feigned weakness in fending off my
attacks
allowing me to feel her breasts until she would suddenly surrender the
remote
and disappear into her bedroom. Again when mom wasn’t around she would
sometimes burst into the bathroom while I was having a shower laughing
as my
hands smothered my privates yelling for her to get out. When I was
young she
used to bathe me and mom even showed her how to pull back my foreskin
ensuring
I was clean. Since then my immodestly was limited to the seclusion of
bed
covers. Kathy her other friend was more of a typical fourteen-year-old
with
long legs. She always wore a small rigid bra under her shirt. When
together
Kathy usually deferred to Susan acting more like an obedient cohort.
My
bedroom door opened and in the bright hall light I could see Susan
standing in
the entry. “What do you want?” I demanded. The light behind haloed her
figure and
her breasts were silhouetted clearly. “What do you want?’ I asked her
again. “I
have a favour to ask.” She replied moving to stand beside the bed.
“What kind
of favour?” I asked as she knelt bedside me and leaned closely as if
conspiring. This was unusual for her and I immediately suspected that
she might
be more than just a little drunk. She leaned closer and my right arm
was now
under her shoulder. I raised my hand and tentatively touched her back.
She
leaned even closer to whisper, her arm slid over my head and she teased
my left
forearm almost like a caress. I moved to sit up and realized that my
right arm
was immobile under her weight and now my left arm was over my head and
under
her control as well. ‘What kind of favour?” I repeated. “Norma told us
that she
has never seen a boy’s penis.” I struggled before answering, but she
clamped my
arms down even harder. With Susan practically on top of me I was hardly
able to
move. “Well find somebody else.” I managed. “Oh come on Ken, do this
for me and
I promise not to tell mom you stole a bottle of wine. And you know who
she will
believe, don’t you?” I knew only too well. I struggled again but it was
of no
use. “Now little brother you lay there and let me do this, just keep
your mouth
shut.”
She
looked at me and while waiting for an indication of compliance she
raised her
body slightly dragging her breast along the side of my face. Her nipple
raked
my cheek. Reaching with her right hand she pulled at her T-shirt
uncovering her
nipple and then offered it to my mouth. My lips suckled her rigid
nipple as she
reached for the blankets and tossed them aside.
“Norma,
Kathy! Come here.” She called. I panicked, but she pressed her breast
harder
into my face. “Shhh, she demanded.”
I
couldn’t see other than shadows moving as Norma and Kathy gathered
beside the
bed. Susan reached down and I could feel her tugging on the drawstring
of my
pyjamas. The tie came lose. “Kathy” She directed “Pull down his pyjamas
and
hold his legs if he makes a fuss”. I felt hands grasp the waist band on
either
side and start to tug them over my hips. Cool air rushed over my
stomach. My
flaccid penis flopped to one side escaping the pull of material and the
cool
air extended to my thighs.
I
moved my head slightly and saw that Norma was kneeling beside my bed
her mouth hidden
behind the fingers of her hand as she gazed at my penis. Kathy was
close beside
her also intent on the display.
“Is
he hard?” Susan asked, raising her head to look at my groin. “No” Kathy
replied, her eyes not leaving my penis. “Well feel him.” Susan
directed. Then
seeing Kathy reach for my penis she added “No, Norma you do it.”
I
struggled to move my hips away from Norma’s approaching hand. Susan
looked down
at me smirking. “Just relax little brother you will like this.” My
thoughts
were competing with intense sexual anticipation and embarrassment. I
closed my
eyes and pulled Susan’s nipple back into my mouth. I could feel Norma’s
cool
hand tentatively touch my hip and then slide across my groin, her
fingers
grazing my penis. Gently she lifted my hardening penis, I could feel
her long
fingernails exploring. I opened my eyes. Norma was intent on her
examination. “The
skin is so soft.” She murmured.
A
soft moan rose from my throat as Norma’s hand tightened around my now
rigid
shaft. Norma paused in her examination. “Is anything going to come
out?” She
asked. “I don’t think so, he’s too young. he doesn’t even have hair
yet. Pull
down his foreskin so you can see the head.” Susan suggested.
I
was unable to discern any thoughts other than Norma’s soft hand pulling
down my
foreskin as she leaned closer to examine me. Her hand released me
slightly then
tightening her grip slid down to uncover the head again. I suddenly
realized
that Kathy was now examining my testicles, gently exploring their shape
with
her fingers.
“Kenny”
Susan grinned down at me. “You’ve grown quite a bit since I last saw
your
peter.”
“Norma,
keep moving your hand just like that.” Susan told her. “And now you
have one
more challenge to do before joining our group.” “Ummmm.” Norma answered
too
intent on the affect her stroking was having on my shaft.” “You must
taste a boy’s
penis.” Norma stopped and looked at her in disbelief. “Come on Norma.”
Susan
cajoled. “We’ve all watched the videos, now’s your chance to find out
what it’s
like.”
My
hips were lifting now urging more stroking, my heart racing, there was
a heat
in my groin that I had never experienced before and now Susan was
telling Norma
to take me in her mouth.
“Norma,
pull down his foreskin again and stick out your tongue just to try.”
Susan
suggested. Norma obediently moved over my penis. Lowering her head, I
could see
her tongue tentatively dab at the glistening head of my penis. “Now
Norma.’ Susan
urged. “Open your mouth and take him in.” I strained to watch.
Norma’s
lips softly explored the tip. Her lips then slid over the head and my
cock was
embraced by her mouth. An incredible warmth enveloped the end of my
penis and I
convulsed with an intense orgasm like I’d never experienced before.
Norma
released me from her mouth, maintaining her grip at the base of my
penis. She looked
at Susan. “What happened?” Norma asked. “He had an orgasm, did anything
come
out?” Norma pursed her lips and swallowed. “I don’t think so; my mouth
just
feels sticky.”
Susan
smiled down at me. “Was that so bad little brother?” I stared back at
her not
yet able to catch my breath. She looked down at my cock. “Good you’re
still
hard, now it’s Kathy’s turn.”
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