It was Sunday night. As far as I was concerned, Sunday night is the worst
night of the week. It's the most boring night, for sure. There's never
anything good on television. But what makes it really bad is that the next
day is Monday which means, back to school. But this particular Sunday
night turned out to be the beginning of a very interesting experience for
me when the phone rang.
"Hello," I said, picking up the phone.
"Hi, Gary. This is Natalie." Natalie is my cousin. Her father and my mother
are brother and sister. Even though we live in the same neighborhood, we
don't see much of each other except at family occasions, mainly because
of our age differences. I'm 17, while Natalie is 13. Four years is a big
difference when you're a teenager.
"Hi, Natalie. What's up?" I asked, intensely curious since Natalie has never
called me before. Not that we didn't like each other, it's just that with our
age difference, we had little in common.
"Not much," she said, "I just wanted to give my favorite male cousin a
call."
I laughed. "Natalie, I'm your ONLY male cousin." That was true. I was the
rare exception in the Barker family. A male child among females.
"I know that," Natalie said, "but even if there were other boys in the
family, I still think you'd be my favorite."
If this were a girl from school laying this bullshit line on me, I'd know she
wanted something. Now all I had to do was to find out what Natalie
wanted.
But I didn't find out right away. As a matter of fact, we had a very
pleasant talk. Natalie was in middle school, finishing up 8th grade, so she
would be going to my high school next year. I, on the other hand, am a
senior so she and I wouldn't be there at the same time. The only time she
and I were in the same school together was in elementary school. I was in
5th grade and she was a first-grader. Like I said, the age difference is a
big deal.
The conversation covered a lot of topics, and I had forgotten my earlier
suspicions about her reason for calling as we discussed her folks and her
younger sister, music, movies and all sorts of things. It occurred to me
that she was pretty intelligent for a 13 year old, and maybe in a few
years, she'd be someone nice for guys to go out with and be with. Too bad
she's younger than me, I thought. And too bad she's my cousin, too.
Well, my suspicions came right back to me when she asked a question I had
expected earlier. "Gary, do you mind if I ask you for a really BIG favor?"
Here it comes, I thought. Girls always seem to want something.
"Yessss???" I asked, somewhat cynically. My sarcastic tone went right
over her head.
"I have this science project," she started, "it's a requirement for all
eighth-graders to get a passing grade in science, and I was wondering if
you could help me with it?"
It was no secret in my family that science was my favorite subject. In
fact, I had already decided to major in science at college, and possibly get
into a pre-med program. I was very interested in medical research.
"What kind of help?" I asked. "What kind of project is it? What's your
topic?"
Natalie paused. "I wanted to talk to you about it in person...tomorrow, if
that's okay with you?" she asked.
I sighed. If Natalie was like a lot of kids her age, my helping her would
soon turn into my doing the project for her. Besides, I led a busy life.
Besides school, I had a part-time job so I could earn some money for
college, and I didn't have a lot of time to spend helping a 13-year old work
on some science project for middle school, even if she was a blood
relative.
"We can talk about it, Natalie. But I can't promise I'll have time to help
you. I'm very busy these days, and..."
"Oh, don't worry," she said, "I'll only need your help for one afternoon or
evening."
That might be do-able, I thought. But still, I wanted to hear more about the
project. "Why don't we talk about it tomorrow, Natalie? Do you want to
come over here?"
"Oh, no. I was hoping we could meet somewhere else. Like maybe at the
park near your house. Could we do that? Meet at the park...at the gazebo?"
she asked, seeming a little bit nervous for some reason.
"Yeah, I guess so," I told her, "but I can't get there before 4:30. Is that
alright?"
"Yeah, 4:30 would be great," she replied. "Thanks, Gary. I'll see you then.
Bye, now."
She hung up before I even got a chance to say "goodbye." Kids! What are you
gonna do with them?
It seemed strange though, that she didn't want to meet here to discuss her
project. Why did she want to meet at the gazebo in the park, I wondered.
Oh, well. I didn't give it any more thought as I had something more
important to worry about. I had a test in English tomorrow, and I needed to
cram for it.
The next day, 4:30 came, and I was waiting at the gazebo. Natalie wasn't
there yet. Five minutes passed, then ten. I was about to leave when I saw
her coming up the slope. My goodness! Natalie wasn't a little girl anymore.
She had actually grown up quite a bit since I last saw her on Christmas
two years ago.
"Hi, Gary," she greeted me, giving me a big hug.
"Hi, I said, hugging her back. She really has grown up. She used to have a
real tomboy, short haircut. But now, she had long, blonde hair that went
halfway down her back. And where she used to be flat-chested, she now
had fairly well-developed breasts. For a 13-year old girl, I'd say she had
great tits. Her hips had broadened, making her former boyish figure
disappear. Now, she was a very young, attractive woman. But what really
struck me was her face. It was beautiful. Deep blue eyes, full lips, cute
little nose, all set on a face with a clear complexion. She looked like a
little angel - a sexy, little teen angel.
"Sorry, I'm late. But thanks for coming. I hope you can help me with my
project," she said.
"So tell me about your project, Natalie," I said to her, still checking out
how beautiful she had become.
"Well, it's going to be a biology project," she told me.
"Yes, go on, " I said.
"And it will be about reproduction," she continued.
"Uh-huh," I said, nodding my head.
"The human reproduction system," she told me, looking at me, checking for
my reaction. I thought to myself, so...she wants to do something about sex.
Typical 13 year old. Maybe that explains why she didn't want to discuss
this at the house. She might have been embarrassed discussing it within
earshot of my folks.
"I see."
She paused. "To be more specific, Gary, my project is on the male
reproductive system."
Of course she didn't want to talk about this with her aunt and uncle
nearby. I was kind of flattered that she felt comfortable enough talking to
me about it. Considering I'm a guy, and I'm 4 years older than her.
"Well, Nat. It just so happens I know a lot about the subject. First of all,
I've studied human reproduction in my Biology class, and...I'm a guy, so I
think I can tell you something about the male reproductive system." She
laughed at the personal reference.
"Well, that actually is quite helpful, Gary," she said. "I mean, that you're a
guy and everything."
"So what is it you want to demonstrate in your project, Natalie? How can
I help?" I asked her.
"My hypothesis," she explained, rather maturely I thought, "will deal with
comparing the effects of an alkaline vs. acidic environment on human
spermatozoa."
Quite a mouthful for her to say. Not to mention, a pretty sophisticated
topic for a young girl.
"What I want to do," she explained, "is to use the school's microscopic
cameras to record the movement of sperm cells in both an alkaline
solution and an acid-based solution, then convert the recordings into
Quicktime movies so I can display it on a Power Mac when I give my
presentation."
Some project, I thought. "So where do I come in?" I asked. Then I asked,
jokingly, "What am I supposed to do, give you a sample of my semen?"
Without a moment's hesitation, she answered. "Yes."
What the hell?!? Did I hear her right? I asked her the question jokingly,
and she answered the question seriously.
"Are you serious?" I asked her, still not believing what she was
requesting from me.
Natalie nodded. "Uh-huh."
This is crazy, I thought. My 13 year old cousin wants me to jerk off into a
test tube so she can do some kind of science project for school.
"I don't know, Natalie. That would be kind of...I don't know...embarrassing
to..."
"Gary, I promise I won't tell anyone where the specimen came from..."
Natalie looked down at my crotch when she said this, making herself blush
as she realized what she was saying. "...I mean, who it came from."
I was still stunned by what she was asking of me. She obviously knew
what I'd have to do to give her a semen sample. I'd have to masturbate. I'd
have to take my cock in my hand and stroke it until it became hard, then
make myself come. I'd have to aim my cum into a test tube, seal it with a
cork, and then...hand it to her. Hand her a glass container of cum...MY cum!
And yet...there was something sexy in all this, a little kinky perhaps, but
sexy nonetheless. I could imagine her taking the container of my cum,
looking at it, and fantasizing about me jerking off in order to produce the
semen sample for her. What would she think as she pictured me, stroking
my dick, shooting my hot cream into a test tube. Would she picture my
dick? Did she even know what a guy's dick looked like, all hard and stiff?
Did she know what it looked like when a guy ejaculated? This would
probably be the first time she would actually see cum. She'd have to open
the container to conduct her experiment. Would she get curious and decide
to smell it? Or touch it? Or taste it? God, I must me a really sick
motherfucker to imagine her doing all of this.
And yet, something was compelling me to help Natalie with the project.
She did seem to be bright and mature and very serious. And she seemed
like she could be trusted to do this without telling the world that I jerked
off into a test tube for her.
"Please?" she asked, with her big blue eyes staring up at me. "You're the
only guy I could possibly ask to do this for me. Or at least the only guy
who I'm pretty sure is old enough to produce sperm."
What could I say? Besides, it would be a request that would only take a
couple of minutes of my time. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Squirt, squirt, squirt.
Done.
"Okay," I said. "I guess I could do that for you."
"Oh, would you? she asked, giving me a great big hug. "Thank you, Gary.
Thank you so much."
"So, did you bring a test tube or something for me to...uh...put the sample
in?" I asked. "I could get it back to you tomorrow if you'd like, it would..."
"Uh, there's just one problem, Gary...uh, you see...the semen sample I use
has to be viable...that is, the sperm has to be alive," she explained, as she
cast her eyes downward. "Mr. Gehle, our science teacher is going to open
the school on Saturday so some of us can use the school's equipment to
work on our projects, and..."
I didn't know what was coming next, but I could sense she was either
scared or embarrassed about what she was going to tell me.
"...I need to keep the sample frozen after you...give it to me...and I was
thinking that maybe if I came over to your house on Friday night, you'd..."
I stopped her. "Natalie. Are you saying you want to wait outside my
bedroom while I..."
"Actually, Gary," she said, blushing furiously now, "what I was thinking
was that I could...you know...watch...I mean, observe you while you...give me
the specimen."
Oh my God! She wants to watch me jerk off! That's what she's trying to
say. She really wants to be there while I stroke my cock and spew my cum
into the test tube. She doesn't want me to just hand it to her from behind
a closed door. She actually wants to watch me masturbate, see my dick in
my hand as I rub it, bringing myself to an orgasm in front of her, and
shooting my cum right before her very eyes.
I loved the idea! The thought of showing this pretty, young teenager my
stiff cock as I stroked it sounded like an excellent idea to me. Maybe it
was a scientific curiosity she had about the male anatomy. Maybe she was
just plain sexually curious. But the idea was already exciting me as I
could feel my cock start to harden in my jeans. Besides, maybe if I really
appeal to her curiosity, scientific or sexual, I could get a free handjob out
of this. Maybe I could persuade her to "do the job" herself. If I was lucky,
I'd see her wrap her small, dainty fingers around my hot, stiff cock and
rub it up and down my cock, making it come herself, instead of me doing it.
But there was just one problem with the idea.
"Natalie. What about my folks? What am I going to tell them we're doing in
my room?" I asked her.
"No problem," she told me. "Aunt Mary and Uncle Butch are going out with
my parents on Friday night to the country club for some meeting and a
dance afterwards. They'll probably be out way past midnight. Do you think
that would be enough time for you to...give me the sample?"
That would be more than enough time, I thought to myself. But in agreeing
to my part in the experiment, I didn't want her to think I was too eager.
"Natalie," I said, very seriously, "what you're asking me to do is
something that's very private and personal, you understand that, right?"
She nodded.
"You're asking me to...uh...masturbate in front of you."
Her eyes betrayed her. She was very interested in seeing me jerk myself
off. I could tell by the way her eyes widened as she listened to me
describe what she was going to see.
"You're going to see me...manipulate my penis with my hand..."
"Yes, I know," she said, trying to conceal her excitement.
"...as my fingers rub up and down the shaft of my...penis, and..."
Natalie could hardly contain herself as she listened to my words.
"...then, after I stroke my penis for awhile, I'm going to...ejaculate my
semen. It will...shoot...right out of the head of my...penis."
I thought Natalie was going to have an orgasm just imagining me doing
what I was describing for her. This wasn't just scientific curiosity at
work here, she was very curious about sex, and boys, and male anatomy.
And she had called on me to teach her a few things. And my cock was about
to burst through my pants in anticipation of Friday night.
"Now, Natalie, because this is such a personal and intimate thing you are
asking me to do for you...and your project...I hope it will be our little
secret, okay? Because I'd be so embarrassed if someone knew I
had...masturbated in front of a 13 year old girl...my own cousin."
"Oh, I understand, Gary. I wouldn't tell anybody that you...masturbated for
me," she promised me. "So, will ya?"
I smiled at her. "Yes, I guess I'll do it. Anything for science, right?"
Again, she gave me a big hug. So big, in fact, I was sure she would feel the
erection I was sporting in my jeans.
"Thank you, Gary. I don't know what I'll ever be able to do to repay you,"
she said.
"I'll think of something," I replied.
"Would 8 o'clock on Friday night be okay?" she wanted to know.
"Fine," I answered. "See you then."
"Okay, bye now," Natalie said, skipping across the field toward her house.
"Yes," I said to myself, "that will be just fine."
Friday came. The folks had just gone out the door, and I took a quick
shower before Natalie was to arrive. I wanted to look and smell my best
for my young cousin when she stood nearby me, watching me stroke my
cock to provide her with the semen sample she wanted for her science
project.
Shortly before 8, the doorbell rang. Must be Natalie, I thought, looking at
the clock. I opened the door. Surprise! Standing at the door was Natalie,
but she wasn't alone. There were two other girls with her. One girl, I
already knew. It was Natalie's 11 year old sister, Melissa. The other girl
was a stranger to me, but she seemed to be about the same age as Natalie.
"Natalie! What's going on here?" I asked her. "You're supposed to be alone."
Natalie smiled nervously and explained, "Something came up, Gary. This is
Brenda," she told me as she introduced the girl I didn't know. "She and I
are working on the project together. She knows more about computers than
I do, and..."
"You didn't tell me you had a partner working with you on the project," I
said, a little irritated.
"Oops. I guess I forgot to tell you," said Natalie, a little red-faced.
"We agreed that this was going to be between the two of us," I reminded
her.
"Well, Gary, I know, but...you see, Brenda says that since we are working
together on this for a grade, that she had to be here, too. That way, we can
both say we worked on the whole thing from start to finish," Natalie told
me.
"Yeah, but..." I was at a loss for words. Jerking off for Natalie was one
thing, but I didn't even know Brenda. And then there was Melissa.
"Why is Melissa here?" I asked, realizing that Natalie's younger sister
was just 11.
"Well, that's the other thing," said Natalie. "I forgot that I was supposed
to babysit Melissa tonight since my parents were going out with your
parents, and I didn't know what else to do except bring her along."
"Natalie," I said, more than a little pissed-off, "do you expect me to...you
know...do what we discussed in front of all of you?"
Brenda spoke up. "Gary, Natalie told me what you volunteered to do for us,
and I think it's awfully nice of you, especially since it's such a private
thing and all, but...I promise I won't say anything to anybody. Honest!"
I didn't mind so much about Brenda being here or letting her watch, too.
She was almost as cute as Natalie. She had long brown hair that came
down to her waist, dark brown eyes, and she had even bigger breasts than
Natalie. But Melissa was only 11, for Christ's sake.
"What are we going to do about Melissa?" I asked Natalie. "She's
too...young to watch," I protested.
"I am not!" Melissa said, stamping her foot.
"Uh, well, Gary, you see...we told Melissa she'd probably have to stay
downstairs in the living room while we were in your bedroom doing
personal stuff and, well...we didn't tell her exactly WHAT the personal
stuff was but she...uh...well, Gary...she said she would tell Mom and Dad
something naughty was going on unless we let her watch, too."
Little brat, I thought to myself, looking at Melissa standing there, hands
on her hips, smirking at me defiantly.
"Deal's off," I said. "I can't go through with this," I told Natalie.
Immediately, Natalie began to cry. "Gary, I don't have time to put another
project together. You promised!" Natalie blubbered.
I sighed. I was having some misgivings about my contributions to this
project, but what was I going to do. Besides, that little blackmailer,
Melissa, might tell her folks anyway, and it wasn't going to make much
difference now whether I went through with it or not. But I could make
life easier on myself and Natalie if I just submitted to the original plan
and got it over with quickly.
"Okay," I said to all three girls, "but let's get one thing straight. Nobody,
absolutely nobody, is to find out about this. Understand?" I looked
individually at all three girls, especially saving my most evil eye for
Melissa.
The girls agreed to my terms, and off we went, up the stairs to my room.
Natalie and Brenda were carrying small bags with them. I guess they had
their "scientific" equipment with them.
I closed the door to my room after the girls entered, and then came an
interesting question to be answered. How to proceed?
"Well, how are we going to do this?" I asked Natalie and Brenda.
The two girls just looked at each other. I guess they hadn't planned how
this whole thing was supposed to unfold or how to get things started.
Brenda offered a logical suggestion. "I guess it would help if you...uh...take
your pants off."
Melissa, who had not been let in on what was happening, looked at Brenda
in amazement at her suggestion. "Take his pants off? What is..."
"Hush!" said Natalie. "You can watch, but you've got to keep your mouth
shut!"
Melissa did shut up, backing away from the other girls, and just watched.
I sat down on the bed, and took my shoes and socks off. When I stood up
and unbuttoned my pants, the girls watched closely. I pulled the zipper
down, and let my jeans fall to the floor. There I stood, in my t-shirt and
jockeys. The girls stood there waiting.
"I guess these have to come off, too," I said, pointing to my underwear.
Natalie and Brenda looked at each other, and nodded in agreement. "Yes,
that's a good idea," said Natalie.
I hooked my thumbs inside the waistband of my shorts, and bent over as I
removed my underwear. When I stood up straight, the girls stared intently
at my dick, which was only half hard at this point. Their eyes were glued
to my cock. It was obviously the first time that they had ever seen a dick
on some guy my age.
Melissa, who stood over near the corner of my room, began to giggle.
"Gary, we can see your wiener," she laughed.
"Didn't I tell you to hush?" Natalie snapped at her sister.
"Sorry," Melissa said, covering her mouth.
I stood there for a minute, letting the girls get an eyeful of my semi-erect
cock. Both girls looked at my dick, swallowing hard, wetting their lips.
"Now what? I asked, getting into the situation with enthusiasm.
"Um...what would be better for you, Gary?" asked Natalie. "Should you...you
know...do what you need to do standing there like that or would it be easier
laying on the bed?"
"Oh, definitely on the bed." I replied.
I stretched out on the bed and laid there waiting for further instructions.
"Well...uh..." Natalie really wasn't sure how this was supposed to go, and
Brenda didn't seem to have a clue either. Natalie reached into the bag she
had in her hand and pulled out a test tube. "Here," she said handing it to
me, "this is what you have to fill."
"Just like that?" I asked.
"Well, I guess you have to rub yourself first, huh?" asked Natalie.
"Rub what?" I asked, teasing her.
"You know...your penis!" Natalie replied.
"It's never going to get hard enough for me to give you a sample if you use
all these clinical words, Natalie. What else is this called?" I asked her,
challenging the young teenager to use more graphic language, as I held my
cock in my hand.
Natalie blushed. "Your...dick?" she said.
"Good. That's right. It's my dick. How about you Brenda? Do you know any
other names for this?" I asked, shaking my dick at her.
Brenda hesitated, then spoke up. "Cock?"
"That's right. It's called a cock, too," I told her.
From the corner, Melissa piped up. "I know...wiener!"
"I told you to shut up!" Natalie reminded her again.
"Ooops," Melissa said, once more covering her mouth.
"So...are you going to rub your...dick now, Gary?" Natalie asked.
"You know what would work better than that?" I asked her.
"No. What?"
"I think it would be much better if YOU rubbed it for me," I told her.
"ME?!?" Natalie said, looking at Brenda as both girls realized what I was
asking Natalie to do.
"B-But I don't know what to d-do," Natalie stammered.
"It's easy," I told her. "Come here," I said, patting the bed, "lay down
beside me and I'll show you."
Natalie looked over at Brenda for moral support. Brenda nodded and
indicated with a head movement that Natalie should lay down on the bed.
Natalie stretched out beside me, laying on her side to face my half-naked
body.
"What should I do?" Natalie asked, shyly.
"Touch it, Natalie. Just touch it," I told her.
Slowly, Natalie reached out and rested her fingers on top of my semi-hard
dick. Her warm little fingers felt so good when they came in contact with
my cock.
"Take it in your hand, Natalie," I said. "It's okay."
Natalie opened her hand and took my dick, fondling it, getting familiar
with it. She leaned over to get a closer look, and studied the head of my
cock very intensely. But the warmth of her soft hand was sending ripples
of excitement through the shaft of my penis, and it began to grow in her
hand.
All three girls gawked as my dick grew hard in Natalie's soft dainty hand.
My cock grew rapidly to its full erect length. Hard, my dick measures just
over 6 inches long. But my dick is very thick and I could see that all three
girls were amazed as it expanded and filled Natalie's tiny hand.
"Oh my God!" Natalie said, as she not only watched my cock harden, but
felt it stiffen in her hand.
"Wow!" Brenda said, sitting down on the other side of the bed to get a
closer look.
"Gosh!" said little Melissa, now moving closer to the bed to look at my
hard dick.
I was as hard as I had ever been before, and I found that I enjoyed
watching the eyes of the girls as they inspected my hard-on.
"Squeeze my cock, Natalie. Feel how hard you've made it!"
Natalie gave my dick a firm squeeze, making me moan in pleasure.
"Does that feel good, Gary? Am I doing it right?" Natalie asked.
"Oh, God. Yes!" I answered, as Natalie continued gripping my cock with her
soft hand.
"God, it's so hard, Gary. And big! I never knew you had such a big...dick!"
Natalie said, not taking her eyes off my cock for a minute.
"Do you want to start stroking it for me now, Natalie?" I asked.
"Huh?" she said, suddenly aware that her mind had been elsewhere.
"I asked if you wanted to start stroking it now...so you can get your
sample?" I asked again.
"Oh, yeah. How do I do it?" she wanted to know.
"Just rub your hand up and down my cock, Natalie. That's it. Slide it up and
down, just like that."
It may have been the first time Natalie had ever jerked a guy off before,
but she learned very quickly how to hold my dick, how fast to stroke it,
and how hard to grip it. It felt wonderful. I'd received handjobs from
girlfriends before, and it always seemed that they weren't overly
interested in learning how to do it right. But here was this 13 year old girl
who was playing with her first cock, and she was becoming an expert.
Up and down the length of my cock her hand went, squeezing the head of
my dick on each upstroke, making me moan and groan with absolute
pleasure. I knew I was getting very close to coming. I had the test tube in
my hand, and I started to hand it to Brenda to "do the honors" of catching
my cum as I shot off, but when I looked at Brenda, she had a camcorder in
her hand, which she must have been carrying in the bag she brought with
her. She had the lens of the camera aimed right at my stiff dick which
Natalie had begun to stroke rapidly now.
"Brenda?!" I asked, "what are you doing?"
But I knew I was seconds away from coming and the sample I was to
deposit in the test tube was about to wind up all over my t-shirt.
"Melissa. Come here and hold this test tube," I said to the young girl in the
corner. Melissa came rushing over to take the test tube from me, but it
was too late. I started coming. Cum was shooting out of my dick, my white
hot cream, one blast after another, drenching my t-shirt. All three girls
gasped as they watched my jism fly out of my cock and on to my shirt.
Natalie, who was still stroking my dick, looked disappointed as she saw
that none of my cum made it to the test tube. She finally let go of my cock
and asked, "What do we do now?"
The girls stared at the sticky mess all over my t-shirt. Curious, Brenda
dipped her finger in one gob of my cum and lifted it up to look at it. She
rolled it around in her fingers, and felt the texture. "It's sticky," she told
the others. Natalie did the same thing, taking my warm cum in her
fingertips to feel its stickiness.
Meanwhile, Melissa had become distracted by something else. "What's
this?" she asked the others, as her hand reached down to touch my scrotal
sac.
"Be careful, Melissa," Natalie said, as she pulled the young girl's hand
away. "Those are Gary's...balls...Is that right, Gary?...Yes, those are his
balls and they are very tender so you mustn't touch or you'll hurt him."
"Oh, like when you kicked Eddie Balens in his balls that day he made you
mad?" smirked Melissa.
"That was three years ago, Melissa, and I didn't know any better then,"
Natalie explained. "God, that girl doesn't miss a thing, does she?" she
asked Brenda.
"Look," said Melissa, "Gary's wiener isn't big anymore. It's shrinking," she
exclaimed, pointing it out to the others.
The three girls looked at my sad dick, as it returned to its flaccid state.
"Are we too late, Gary?" asked Natalie. "Is there any chance of doing it
again tonight?"
"Sure there's a chance. All I need is a chance to rest up a little," I told
her.
"Really?" asked Brenda. "Can I do it this time? I mean, can I rub you cock
like Natalie did last time?
"Anything," I said, "as long as it stops you from video-taping my dick."
Brenda blushed when I reminded her of what she had done earlier.
"What did you think you were doing?" I asked her.
"Well, I was kinda...uh...taping it to watch...later...in case I forgot
everything I saw," she admitted bashfully.
Damn, not only is this girl a young voyeur, she wanted to make a tape of it
so she could watch it again. "You are going to erase that for me right now,
aren't you, Brenda?" I demanded.
"Oh, okay," she said. I watched as she rewound the tape and pushed the
record button, but putting the lens cap on so the tape would be blank.
"Thank you, Brenda." That was the last thing I needed. The thought of her
showing the tape to other girls, or worse, her parents finding it...I didn't
even want to think about the consequences.
But watching her push the buttons on the camcorder gave me a great idea.
"Natalie, look in the bottom drawer of my dresser under my shirts and get
that video tape that's in there," I asked her.
What Natalie pulled out was a copy of a porno tape a friend had let me
borrow. If these girls were as sexually curious as they seemed to be, this
tape might enlighten them a little bit. Also, it was sure to make my cock
hard all over again for a second attempt at giving Natalie and Brenda a
sample of my cum.
"What is it?" Natalie asked.
"Did you girls ever see a porno tape before?" I asked them.
Natalie and Brenda just looked at each other excitedly.
"You mean, where they show people having sex and stuff?" Brenda asked.
"Yeah, that's the kind of movie," I said.
"No, I've never seen one," said Brenda.
"Me, neither," said Natalie.
"Would you like to," I asked, "or would you be too embarrassed?"
The girls looked at each other again. "I will if you will," said Brenda.
"Okay, let's watch," said Natalie.
"Great. Natalie, why don't you put the tape in the VCR on top of my table
there and turn on the television," I said, " and Brenda, you can lay down
beside me so you can have your turn...stroking my cock...while we watch,
okay?"
"Cool," said Brenda. "This will be awesome."
Natalie popped the movie in and came back to lay next to me on the other
side from where Brenda was laying. Melissa had found a place at the foot
of the bed and we all waited for the movie to start.
"Go ahead, Brenda," I said, "you were watching Natalie. Do what she did.
Play with my dick."
Brenda hesitantly reached for my limp cock and began to feel it, running
her forefinger over the head, feeling the skin covering the shaft.
Meanwhile, Natalie began to feel my scrotum, taking my balls in her hand
and carefully studying them as she rolled them around in her hand.
The movie came on and the girls watched as the first scene unfolded. It
featured a young couple, hot to fuck, who were practically tearing each
other's clothes off. The girls giggled as the woman's huge tits were
exposed. "I wonder if mine will ever get that big," said Natalie.
Then they showed a close-up of the woman pulling down the man's pants,
revealing his throbbing hard cock. "Look, Gary," said Melissa, watching
from the end of the bed, "his wiener is even bigger than yours!"
Watching the action on the screen, listening to the girls' comments, and
having Brenda and Natalie play with my dick and my balls was having the
desired effect. My cock was rising quickly and the fact did not escape the
girls' attention as they looked at it getting stiff, then looked at each
other.
The next scene in the movie shocked the girls as the man in the video
began licking the woman's pussy. "Ooooh, how can he do that?" asked
Brenda. "Have you ever done anything like that?" she said to me.
"Uh-huh," I responded.
"Really?" The two girls looked at each other, then at me, apparently in
disbelief. "But Gary," said Natalie, "isn't it kind of...dirty down there?
Doesn't it smell?"
"Not if a girl washes her pussy regularly", I told her. The girls giggled at
the word "pussy" which they obviously knew, but were surprised to hear
me use, I guess.
"Gary? Does watching this movie excite you?" asked Brenda. "Is that why
your dick is hard?"
My cock was hard, that's for sure. Partially from watching the action in
the movie, but mainly due to Brenda's warm hand stroking my dick, up and
down, very slowly. Natalie's gentle tickling of my balls only added to the
wonderful sensation I felt. But I turned their question around to see what
their reaction would be.
"Sure, this movie is exciting. It's sexy. But what about you two? Does this
movie excite you? Are your pussies getting wet?" I asked.
Both girls blushed as I had apparently asked a question they weren't
expecting me to ask. They looked at each other and giggled.
"That's kind of a personal question, Gary," said Natalie. "I'm not telling."
"Me, neither." Brenda added.
I was willing to bet that both girls weren't willing to admit the truth. I
was sure that even as they laid there, watching the movie and stroking my
dick and rubbing my balls, they were both feeling dampness between their
legs. I could just imagine that their young teen pussies were lubricating
furiously, stimulated by what they were seeing on the screen and what
they were holding in their hands.
Suddenly, Melissa called out, "Look! She's putting his wiener in her mouth.
Oh, gross!" Natalie and Brenda both looked at the television and watched
as the woman began to lick and suck the man's hard cock. Their mouths
dropped open as they saw the actress engulf the man's huge dick with her
mouth and roll her tongue around the head of his dick.
"Has a girl ever done that to you?" Natalie wanted to know. Both girls
looked at me, waiting for an answer.
"Sure, I've had a couple of girls give me a blowjob," I told them.
The girls giggled again. "Did it feel good?" asked Brenda.
"Oh, God, yes," I said. "Even better that the way your hand feels on my dick
right now, Brenda."
Both girls looked at each other, then back at the screen, then at my dick.
Natalie leaned over and whispered in Brenda's ear, and Brenda just nodded
at whatever Natalie had said or asked her.
"Gary," said Natalie, quietly, " when a girl gives you a...what did you call
it?"
"A blowjob?" I asked.
"Yeah. When a girl gives you a blowjob, does that make you shoot your
semen like you did earlier when I was rubbing your dick?" she wanted to
know.
"It sure does," I told them.
Natalie whispered in Brenda's ear again. I could hear Natalie whisper to
Brenda, "Ask him," and Brenda whisper back, "No, you." Back and forth
they argued for a minute until Brenda finally ended the stalemate.
"Gary? Could we try it?"
"Try what?" I said, knowing the question, but wanting to hear Brenda say
it out loud.
"Could I...um...give you a blowjob?" Brenda asked, her face turning crimson
as she asked the question.
Melissa, who had been listening to the conversation the whole time,
perked up and turned around to see what my answer would be.
"Just you?" I asked her, but looking at Natalie.
"Me, too?" Natalie asked.
"Can I watch?" asked Melissa.
I just stared at the three of them as they looked at me eagerly.
"Okay," I said, delighted at the prospect of having the two girls give their
first blowjobs to me. "But, let's not forget what we're supposed to be
doing here. If you want a sample of my sperm, you better have the test
tube ready this time. Melissa, if you're going to watch, why don't you come
up here and hold the test tube. I'll let you know when you should put it
next to my dick."
Melissa came up and sat beside me, as her sister and Brenda adjusted their
positions. "So, who's first?" I asked.
Both girls looked at each other. Though they seemed eager, they also
seemed a little bashful.
Finally, Brenda spoke up. "I'll try first...if you tell me what to do."
I held my cock up straight and said to Brenda, "The first thing you want to
do is start licking my dick...just like the woman in the video was doing
before. Natalie, there's no reason why you can't do the same thing. Just
take different sides of my dick."
Brenda leaned over, her tongue out, and aimed it right at my stiffened dick.
When I felt her tongue come in contact with my cock, I shivered from the
excitement. Her young tongue touched my shaft and began licking up and
down its length. Seeing her friend licking me, Natalie did the same on the
other side. I just laid back and watched as the two girls went at it, each
one licking me up and down. Melissa just sat next to me watching the older
girls giving my dick a tonguebath, her mouth wide open in disbelief.
"You're doing it," Melissa said, "you're really licking his...dick!"
Watching a girl lick my dick and feeling her tongue run along the length of
it feels really good. But having TWO girls do it at the same time was pure
heaven. I watched as the girls experimented with their lips. They would
lick with long stokes, then short strokes; fast licks, then slow licks. I
thought I'd go crazy when they began doing little butterfly flicks all over
my cock. As good as it felt, I wanted more.
"Lick the head, girls. Lick the head like it's an ice cream cone," I told
them.
The girls did as I asked, each one licking their side of the head of my cock
just like it was a delicious ice cream cone.
"Mmmmmmm, that's so good," I praised them, as their tongues worked
their magic on my cock.
"Swirl your tongues around it," I told them. That not only felt good, but it
was kind of cute watching them. Every now and then, their tongues would
accidental brush against each other, and they would back off. It was okay
if they licked my dick, but neither one wanted to touch the other's tongue.
"Let you spit cover my head, girls," I instructed them. The girls let the
saliva flow out of their mouths as they continued licking my cock all
around the head. Before long, my dick glistened, coated with the girls'
slobber.
"Okay," I said, "which of you wants to suck it first?"
"Can I?" asked Natalie. "After all, you are MY cousin."
That seemed like a good enough reason.
"Alright, Natalie. Put your mouth on the head of my dick. Don't use your
teeth, just your lips and tongue. Pretend it's a lollipop," I told her.
Natalie opened her mouth wide and let it slide over the head of my cock.
Immediately she began to lick and suck on it like she had been doing it for
years. Her lips formed a firm seal around my dick and her tongue swirled
around inside as she gently sucked on the head.
"Watch closely, Brenda," I told the other girl, "so you'll know what to do."
Brenda watched as her friend's mouth began to pucker and unpucker with a
sucking motion as Natalie worked her new-found oral skills on my cock.
"Lick my balls, Brenda. Lick my balls," I begged her.
Now both girls were going at it. Natalie was busy sucking my dick, while
Brenda used her tongue to brush against my scrotal sac, tickling the fine
hairs that grew there.
"Why don't you two switch now?" I suggested. I knew it wouldn't be long
before I shot my wad and I wanted to feel Brenda's mouth on my cock
before that happened. Brenda had paid close attention to Natalie because
she went right to it, picking up where her friend had left off. Her tongue
was moving to and fro on my stiff cock, licking the underside of my dick
as her lips slid back and forth on the shaft. Natalie let her tongue explore
my balls, licking around and around very gently on each one.
"Move your head up and down while you lick me, Brenda," I told her. "Let
my dick slide in and out of your mouth." Brenda picked up the pace a little,
as she bobbed up and down on my dick. She was able to take about half of
the length in her mouth, and learned quickly how to breathe through her
nose as she sucked hungrily on my hard cock.
The girls switched off a couple more times. The slight differences in their
techniques was driving me crazy. Neither girl was perfect in their
cocksucking skills - after all, it was only their very first time with a dick
in their mouths - but the novelty of the experience, coupled with their
enthusiasm, more than made up for any weaknesses in their oral skills.
Each one gripped my cock firmly with their lips as the slid their mouths
up and down the shaft of my dick, licking and sucking with gusto.
I noticed that Melissa, who had been watching the older girls the whole
time, was getting a little squirmy.
"Melissa?" I asked. "Do you want to try?"
The young girl looked at me a bit shyly. "Can I?" she asked.
"Girls," I said to Natalie and Brenda, "let Melissa have a turn."
Melissa looked at Natalie and asked, "It doesn't taste yucky, does it?"
Natalie shook her head. Melissa leaned over and held my dick in her tiny,
little hand. "It's so big, Gary. I don't know if I can fit it in my mouth,"
Melissa said to me.
"Just put the head in your mouth, honey," I told her.
The young girl bent over and opened her mouth real wide. Then she covered
the head of my cock with her small mouth and started licking it like she
saw her sister and Brenda doing. Watching little Melissa take my dick in
her mouth was too much for me. I could feel the cum start to rise from my
balls.
"Melissa...the test tube. Put it at the tip of my dick...right where the hole
is. That's it. Rub my dick."
The eleven year old held the test tube up against my piss hole and started
stroking my cock very fast. Within seconds, I began coming.
"Aaauugghhh," I screamed as the first blast shot right into the test tube.
Brenda and Natalie got excited as they saw my cum start to fill the glass
cylinder. Then another load of my hot, white cream spewed out into the
tube, followed by several more very large blasts. The tube began to
overflow before I was done.
Natalie and Brenda applauded as I finished coming, the last few dribbles
running down the side of the test tube.
"You did it, Gary. We finally got a sample. Thank you," she said, bending
over to kiss me on the cheek. Brenda also planted a little peck on my other
cheek.
"You guys did it," I told them. "Thank you!"
Meanwhile, Melissa sat there, holding the test tube which was filled to
the brim with my cum. "Hey, how about me? I helped, too."
Natalie took the test tube from her sister before any of my cum spilled
out, and she put a cork on it which caused some of my jism to overflow.
"My fingers are all sticky," Melissa complained.
"Mine, too." Natalie said. Without thinking, Natalie licked her fingers clean
of my sticky white spunk.
"Natalie!" said Brenda. "You just put his...sperm...in your mouth!"
Realizing what she had just done, Natalie made a face. But then, as she got
a taste of my cum, she said, "That's not half-bad."
"Really?" asked Brenda. "Can I have a taste?"
I looked at Brenda and said, "There's a couple of drops hanging off the end
of my dick."
Brenda bent over and licked the clinging drops off the head of my cock.
"You're right, Nat. It's not too bad."
Then Melissa licked her sticky fingers. After two seconds, Melissa
scrunched up her face and said, "Yucky!"
The End