Where it happened: cahiro
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
Looking back, I can’t believe I was so dumb! I was walking home one very
dark night from my first Boy Scout meeting. I didn’t have a uniform yet,
but the scoutmaster gave me a neckerchief and clasp and I was wearing that.
We lived in the county outside the city limits and there weren’t any
sidewalks or streetlights, so I walked down the middle of the street. I
heard girls voices up ahead but it was dark and I couldn’t see anyone.
Suddenly, I nearly bumped into these two girls walking the opposite
direction down the center of the street. It was dark, but I recognized them
as friends of my older sister. They also recognized me.
My sister, at least at that time, was sixteen and had no love or use for
me. Neither did her friends. One of them, a girl named Mary Jane, grabbed
my neckerchief and lifted it up so I was standing on my tiptoes. Then the
second one, a large girl named Glenda, said, “Let’s have some fun with this
punk.” Mary Jane, still holding my neckerchief, sort of led me to the side
of the road and around behind some bushes. My trousers had an elastic
waistband Glenda pulled them down while Mary Jane kept me pulled up on my
toes. Glenda then pulled down my underwear, knelt down in front of me, and
said, “Hey, look at his small pee-pee. It’s hardly there at all. I bet it
can’t even get as big as my finger.”
Mary Jane then let go of the neckerchief and knelt down too. Glenda had
grabbed my little penis between her fingertips and was kind of shaking it
and pulling on it. I was very humiliated by what they were doing to me,
which I was certain was a mortal sin of some sort, but it felt kind of good
and I knew my dick was getting hard. After a few minutes, Mary Jane said,
“Let me do it,” and Glenda let her. Unlike Glenda, Mary Jane wrapped her
thumb and first two or three fingers around my little hardon and started
really pumping it.
After a few minutes, Glenda reached down, stroked my balls, and
unsuccessfully tried to push a finger up my ass. In retrospect, I’m pretty
sure that’s what did it. I started shooting stuff all over Mary Jane. I had
never ejaculated before–hadn’t even heard of such a thing–and so I didn’t
know what was happening, but it felt real good. I actually thought I was
peeing on her and so I tried to turn and run away. But Mary Jane had been
holding one hand against the small of my back to steady me and she resisted
my struggles easily enough, especially when she leaned down and took my
still spurting dick in her mouth. When her mouth closed in around my dick
and started sucking, it felt so damned good I started cumming again.
When I was through, Mary Jane released my dick and said to Glenda, “He may
be small, but he shoots buckets!” They both laughed and continued their
journey down the street, leaving me standing there in the dark with my
trousers and underwear around my ankles. I heard Mary Jane say, “He didn’t
taste bad either…no salt.”
Two nights later, my sister came to my room, threatened to kill me if I
said anything, and sucked me off. After I finished cumming in her mouth,
she said, “She was right…you do cum a lot!” Then she straddled my face
made me lick her pussy. During the next year and a half, she made me eat
her at least three times a week–sometimes every night for three weeks
straight–but she always sucked me off first. Sometimes she had one of her
friends sleep over and I’d have to eat them both. It was during one of
those sleep-overs that Mary Jane came back into my bedroom, after I’d
already eaten her and my sister earlier, and took the rest of my virginity.
It was far less of a thrill than cumming in her mouth that first time.
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