Between the six of them they quickly tidied up and headed out. On the path back through the forest Victoria, Paul, Emily and Alison branched off in a different direction to Ben and Amy.
"Aren't you going to give Ben a goodbye kiss?" Emily asked Alison teasingly.
Alison jumped on Ben, planting both hands firmly on his bottom and kissed him passionately "See you later, tiger" she said breathlessly.
Ben stood watching her go, a steel girder threatening to rip his trousers from the inside. "Oh my God" he said quietly "I'm actually going to do it." His felt weak at the knees and slightly faint.
"If you're allowed out" said Amy.
"Bugger" said Ben "I need a really good excuse. I've got to be allowed out."
"Don't worry" said Amy "I'll help" she took his hand and walked off down the path stiffly at his side.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Ben walked silently along with Amy's hand in his. He had expected to feel uncomfortable and foolish holding her hand like this, and he was surprised that he didn't. Instead he felt protective and fond of his sister in a way that he'd not experienced before. It was still embarrassing to think that she'd seen him so naked, and so excited, and although he'd seen her naked too, those two things didn't quite cancel out.
"I didn't know you had hair on your willy" said Amy, taking him quite by surprise.
Ben coughed embarrassedly "I didn't know you had hair on your... you know" he riposted.
"What do you think mum would say if she knew what we'd been doing today?" she asked.
"You're not going to tell her!?" he said flying into a sudden panic.
"No of course not" she replied "I just wondered what she'd think."
"I can't... I don't... let's not even think about that?" he said.
They walked along in silence again for a while. Ben's erection had not subsided; he couldn't take his mind off Alison and the idea that they might be having sex later on this evening. Amy walked slowly, painfully. She'd only been given three strokes with the riding crop, but it had been enough to raise angry welts on her bottom that still stung viciously.
"How did you get into the gang in the first place?" asked Ben, having wanted to know about this from when he first saw Amy walk into the room during his embarrassing initiation.
"Alison" said Amy.
"How? What did she say? How did you meet her?" he probed.
"I was just out wandering round trying to figure out the neighbourhood. See if there were any nice boys around, that kind of thing" she said.
"Boys? Amy? What have you been doing with boys, and what did you mean when you said you'd seen lots of willies?" he asked still quite shocked at Amy's precociousness.
"Do you want to know about how I joined the gang, or how I've seen lots of willies?" she asked teasing him a little.
"Tell me about the gang, you can tell the other stuff later" he said.
"I saw her, sitting on a swing in the play area round the corner, all on her own. She looked bored so I went over and said hello" she said.
Ben was jealous. His sister was obviously a lot braver than him. He'd have just mooched around, pretending to be doing something, hoping that she had come over and said hello to him. In fact he'd have done that even if it had been a boy. He'd never been the sort of person who could just go up to a stranger and say hello.
"She said hello back and we got to talking" said Amy "Anyway she started asking me a lot of funny questions about whether I had a brother and what he was like. So I told her about you."
"Why was she asking about me?" he asked stupidly.
"Well it turned out, I didn't know this at the time, but they'd seen you spying on them and they'd guessed you weren't a tourist but someone who'd just moved here."
"How?" asked Ben.
"I don't know, I guess there must be a difference. Anyway, when Alison met me and found out I was new it made sense to find out if you were my brother. I guess she must have guessed from what I said about you..." she said
"What? What did you say?" he interrupted.
"Just stuff. Anyway we talked about other stuff and she started asking me about boys, and I told her about Peter and Thomas and ...." she said
"Peter and Thomas, what about them?" he interrupted again.
"I'll tell you later, but she got the idea that I wasn't a silly little girl who didn't know all about boys' thingies and that you know, I'd been naked with a boy...." she said
"You what!? When?" Ben interrupted again.
"Stop interrupting. I'll tell you about that later" she said "So she asked me if I'd like to meet some of her friends and join in some of the games they played. I said okay. She told me to meet her later and she went off. I guess she went to talk to the others to see if they thought I should be able to join. Anyway we met later and Alison took me to their den in the forest and they asked me loads of questions, you know about boys and stuff, and what kind of stuff I'd done, and then they started asking me about you. When they'd finished they asked me if I wanted to join their gang. They said I'd have to have an initiation, but if I passed I'd be able to see lots of boys naked, even older ones. I was already going to join anyway, but when they said they were going to strip you I jumped at it" she said.
"Why" he complained loudly.
"'Cos I wanted to see your face" she said "Well... and your willy."
"What for?" asked Ben horrified.
"To see how you compared to the other boys I'd seen. You are my brother after all." She said cheerfully.
"What happened in your initiation?" he asked, curious.
"I had to wee in a cup, which was really embarrassing with everyone watching then do an oath and drink the wee" she said. Ben screwed his face up in memory.
"Then I got tied up, you know like you did and they stripped me naked and tickled me. They tried to get me to give in but I wouldn't" she said.
Ben felt embarrassed knowing he had given in, and Amy had been there to witness it. Amy felt Ben stiffen slightly, and she squeezed his hand affectionately "They were a lot harder on you than they were on me" she said kindly.
"Why?" he asked.
"I think because you're a boy, and because you've got a willy" she answered sagely "Anyway, then they had a vote and let me in. And then showed me the computer and told me not to tell, but I wasn't going to tell anyway."
"So what have you done with them since?" he asked, worried about what he might have missed.
"I got to play with Paul's willy afterwards, and kiss him and stuff, and he touched me down there, and that was really dreamy. But then we had to go home. I didn't see them again until this morning for your initiation because Emily and Alison had to go away with their mum for something."
"Why were you picking flowers?" he asked.
"I wasn't" she replied.
"I saw you, on the computer" he said.
Her brow creased briefly "Oh that. No that was stinging nettles, they were going to smack your bum with them, but they must have let you off" she said.
Ben felt very relieved.
They had rounded the final corner and were approaching home still deep in conversation. Margaret was standing at the gate seeing the kitchen people out when she spotted Ben and Amy walking down the road holding hands. She looked away and then back again, in surprise. 'What's got into those two?' she thought.
She wiped her hands together to remove imaginary dust and continued watching them as they continued their conversation, approaching rapidly. And they weren't even arguing!
Ben nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard his mother's voice "What's got into you two?" she asked. Amy beamed a smile up at her "Nothing mum, we've just been playing" Margaret took Ben by the shoulders and turned him round eyeing him up and down. "Your trousers are all dusty Ben, what have you been doing?" she said and started swatting at his bottom to remove the dust. Ben stood there humiliated at being treated by his mother in this way in the middle of the street.
"Mum!" he whined.
She turned him round and started swatting the front of his trousers similarly. Ben silently thanked God that while he had been talking to Amy his mind had been taken off Alison, and his erection had disappeared.
"Mum!" he yelled.
Just then the last of the kitchen men came out through the gate with a bag of tools. He looked over to see what the fuss was "Round here we'd bare his arse for that" he said.
"I am not beating my son!" she yelled at him, appalled at the idea "I'm just dusting him off, and you mind your own business!" She wrapped a protective arm around Ben and hugged him to her. The man slung his tools into the back of his van and climbed in to drive off, chuckling to himself.
"You'd better get inside kids. It's takeaway I'm afraid, the kitchen's not ready yet. You might want to get a shower first though. At least you're not as filthy as last time." Margaret said.
"Okay" said Ben pulling away from his mother and dancing up the garden path. Margaret turned to Amy "Is he alright? He normally moans if I suggest any kind of personal hygiene"
"He's alright mum" said Amy. "Muuuum?" she said in her especially appealing wanting something voice.
"Yeeees" said her mum in her patient suspecting she wasn't going to like what she was going to hear voice.
"Ben's made some friends, and they're friends with my friends, and everyone's meeting up to play tonight. Can we go out after dinner?" she asked.
"What are you going to be playing?" asked Margaret.
"I'm not sure yet, Monopoly or something, I think" she said.
Margaret considered her daughter for a little while. She didn't usually like her children out at night, but the boy Ben had been talking to this morning seemed very nice, and if Amy and Ben were going to be together they'd be safer. She sighed uncertainly. Amy waited patiently, knowing that it was best not to interrupt her mother while she was thinking. Margaret continued pondering. Amy and Ben did seem to be getting on well, better than she'd ever seen them get on, so maybe their friends were a civilising influence on them.
"I don't know" said Margaret "Your dad's going to have to work late tonight so I'm going to be all on my own, I was hoping for some company."
Amy was disappointed, she desperately wanted to return to the den and have some more fun, but then she had an idea. She hugged her mum and gave her a kiss "Alright mum, never mind, we'll keep you company" she said.
Margaret was completely taken aback. She expected whining, pleading, emotional blackmail, foot stomping, but Amy had just calmly accepted what she'd said with good grace. These friends must be miracle workers, she thought. She ushered Amy through the gate, followed and closed it behind her, and wondered if they'd mistakenly moved to the children's version of Stepford.
Margaret could hear the shower running from the hall and she shook her head in disbelief.
"Can I call Alison, tell her we won't be able to play tonight?" Amy asked her mum.
"Of course you can. That's very thoughtful darling" said Margaret "I'll see if I can find some takeaway menus, I don't know if anyone delivers here."
Amy picked up the phone and dialled, keeping an ear out for her mother, and talking quietly.
As she put the phone down, she heard Ben slam the bathroom door, thunder across the landing, then slam his bedroom door. Just then her mother emerged again. "Chinese, Indian, or Pizza?" Margaret asked.
"Pizza please" said Amy.
"Can you go and find out what your elephant brother wants?" Margaret asked.
"Okay" said Amy racing up the stairs. Margaret was certain now that they had entered the twilight zone. She returned to her nearly fitted kitchen.
Ben was drying his hair when Amy burst into his bedroom. He brought his towel from the top of his head to his groin at the speed of light. "Hey, knock will you!" he said turning red.
"Why?" asked Amy "I've seen what you've got already."
"Because... you don't know what I might be doing?" he spluttered.
"I've seen you shoot your load as well" she said gleefully.
"Ssshhhhh!" said Ben urgently "Mum might hear you."
"She's downstairs. She asked me to ask you whether you want Chinese, Indian, or pizza for dinner" said Amy unperturbed.
"Pizza please" said Ben.
Amy shook her head slowly, looking thoughtful "You might be better with a burger" she said.
"You didn't mention burgers" he said.
"No, but they do them at the pizza place" she said.
"Nah, I fancy pizza" he said without much thought.
"Still think you might be better off with a burger" she said.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because I think you're going to need to keep your strength up tonight" she said smiling at him.
"Have you asked? Did she say yes?" said Ben excitedly.
"I did ask, but she said no" said Amy.
"Amy don't be a bloody pain, what are you on about?" said Ben growing exasperated.
"Show me your willy again and I'll tell you" she said wickedly.
"No!" he said a little too loudly.
"Okay, pizza it is then." she said turning for the door.
"Wait..." said Ben hesitating, and the finally "Alright" and he let his towel drop to the side. "I thought we were supposed to be friends now" he complained indignantly.
"I'm only mucking about, don't take it so seriously. We are friends" said Amy.
"Well explain then" asked Ben more gently.
Amy smiled "She said no, but I've got a plan, and she's going to change her mind."
"What plan?" he asked.
"No time now, I'll explain later" she said "So what was it again? A hot dog?" she asked with a grin.
"What?" and realising he was still on display he covered himself up again "Out! Get out!"
Amy turned and ran out of the room and back down the stairs, taking them elegantly two at a time.
"Pizza for me burger for Ben" she yelled out to her mother.
"Plain or with cheese?" Margaret asked sticking her head out of the kitchen "And don't shout darling, it's rude"
"He didn't say" said Amy.
"Go and find out then" said Margaret ducking back into the kitchen.
"BEN?" Amy shouted up the stairs "DO YOU WANT CHEESE?"
Ben heard her bellowing quite clearly, but he was confused. What kind of pizza doesn't have cheese? He yelled back "YES PLEASE"
Margaret shook her head. "I knew it wouldn't last. Back to normal again."
Ben was munching on his unwanted burger, with Amy grinning at him over a slice of the pizza she was sharing with her mum.
"Didn't you fancy pizza today darling?" asked Margaret.
Ben glared at Amy.
"He needs to keep his strength up" said Amy.
"What for?" asked Margaret.
"He's been running around all day with Paul. He'll tire himself out." She answered.
"Oh" said Margaret "What do you kids want to do after dinner? We could watch TV or a DVD, or play a game"
"Let's watch Happy Feet again" said Amy.
Ben groaned "Not again"
Just then the phone rang, and Margaret excused herself, getting up to answer it.
"What's your plan then, it doesn't seem to be working very well does it? Happy Feet? God let me just die now" said Ben.
"It must be about two weeks now" they could hear their mum saying on the phone.
"I'll tell you what. If I can get mum to change her mind, you've got to let me play with your thing" suggested Amy.
"What thing?" asked Ben blushing crimson.
"You know" she leant across the table at him and whispered "Your willy"
"No bloody way, you're my sister" he said a little too loudly.
"BEN" shouted his mother "Did you just swear?"
"No mum I didn't" he said quickly.
"Not in a sexy way, I just want to examine it, see what it's like" she said.
"No, my husband's out this evening" said Margaret in the background.
"Oh well, no pussy wussy for Beny Weny tonight then" she said.
Ben sat back in his chair miserably and tossed the remains of his burger back into its box. He was close to tears. He wanted to be able to go out, see Alison again, and the thought of not being able to have sex when the chance had been so tantalisingly close, and on top of that Amy was being horrible to him again. Suddenly, from somewhere he couldn't identify, came that terrible ache again. Deep inside his soul something was keening.
"Well that's very kind of you" his mother said "No, no trouble at all"
It was just a willy, and she'd seen it already. How much could it hurt? Would it be worth it? He pictured Alison lying naked beside him, her pussy lips blossoming, her hand reaching for his erect...
"Well" said Amy quickly, realising she was running out of time.
"Alright!" said Ben loudly.
"Alright what?" asked his mother.
Ben opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish.
"I was just asking if I could play with his thing" said Amy.
Ben nearly exploded, and sank a little under the table, his face turning a nasty shade of deep red.
"What thing?" asked Margaret.
"Something he was playing with in the forest" said Amy.
"Oh Benedict, you're not bringing dead animals back again?" she asked with a sharp tone.
"I don't think it was dead, it looked quite lively to me" said Amy.
"No!" said Margaret emphatically "You're not bringing any animals into this house, dead or alive!"
"He'll have to cut it off then" said Amy with a giggle.
"Cut what off? Ben are you alright? You look quite flushed." said Margaret sounding concerned.
Ben coughed and nodded vigorously. He felt a very long way from okay.
"Free willy" said Amy.
"What!?" said Margaret. Ben fell off his chair.
"Let's watch Free Willy, instead of Happy Feet" said Amy.
Ben picked himself up off the floor, wanting to strangle Amy.
"Oh, change of plan" said Margaret "Some of the neighbours are going to come over, a sort of welcome to the neighbourhood, so if you kids want to go out and play I suppose you can. But you can watch a film if you'd rather."
"Thanks mum" said Amy "I think I'd like to go out and play. What about you Ben? Free Willy or out and play?" she asked her brother.
"I think Ben ought to stay in" said Margaret "He doesn't look well" she put a hand up to his brow "You do feel a bit warm Ben"
"No I'm fine mum" he wheezed "Something went down the wrong way, that's all" .
"That'll make your eyes water" said Amy with a wicked grin.
Ben headed swiftly for the door before his mother changed her mind or Amy said something even more stupid.
"Don't be back late" said Margaret as he fled the room.
"See you later" said Amy leaping up to catch him.
Ben ignored her until they were out of the gate and halfway down the road. "You stupid cow! What do you bloody think you're doing?" he shouted in a whisper.
"Don't be mad. I was only playing" she said innocently.
"Playing? If you keep making stupid comments like that mum's going to suspect and then we're both in deep shit" he said.
"She won't, I didn't say anything really, it was all innocent" she said.
"No it wasn't it was stupid stuff that made no sense until you made up some other stupid stuff that made no sense" he said.
"Well my plan worked didn't it. So you've got to let me play with your willy" she said.
"Bollocks" he sighed remembering "You've got to stop, Amy" he said.
"Stop what?" she asked.
"Playing these silly games, trying to trick me, saying stupid things" he said.
"Trying to trick you? I think I did trick you, sucker boy" she said.
"You see this is what I mean. Didn't what Victoria said this afternoon make any impression on you? Didn't that beating teach you anything?" he asked.
"I haven't dissed you in front of anyone" she said.
"We're supposed to be friends and stick together, and you're tricking me and trying to get me into trouble" he said.
"We are friends" she said.
"No we're not" he replied "And I'm going to tell Victoria about this and see what she thinks."
Amy was quiet for a little while. "Alright we'll call it quits then" said Amy.
"No" said Ben.
"Come on. I'll stop playing games and saying stuff, I promise. We'll be friends, really, and you don't tell Victoria." she suggested hopefully.
Ben thought about for a little while "And you don't get to play with my willy" he said.
"Aw that's not fair, okay I tricked you and I'm sorry, but a promise is a promise" whined Amy.
Ben walked along in silence for a while regretting bitterly that he'd agreed. If only he had waited a couple of minutes it wouldn't have been necessary. He had been tricked, but he had agreed, and two wrongs did not make a right. He sighed deeply.
"Alright" he said. Neither of them detected the irony.
Amy took his hand in hers and grinned broadly. "I like walking along holding your hand, it feels nice" she said.
Ben carried on silently. "Aren't we friends now?" she asked.
"Yes, we're friends now" he said.
"I wonder what it would be like to walk along holding your...." she began
"Will you shut up! You said you were going to stop making stupid comments" he complained looking round to see if anyone could hear them.
"It's only us" she said.
"Just don't, please" he said "Anyway, I thought you were going to tell me your plan."
"Oh it was easy. I phoned Alison, her mum's the neighbourhood busybody, so I asked her to tell her mum that a new family and moved in, suggest it might be nice to go round and say hello. That's who phoned when we were having dinner" said Amy.
"What's that got to do with us being allowed out?" Ben asked.
"Well I think mum was going to let us out anyway, but since dad was working late she wanted us to keep her company. I figured that if neighbours came round she'd have company and wouldn't need us" she said.
"You figured all that out by yourself?" asked Ben.
"Yep. Just me, myself and I" she replied.
"God!" he said "You really have got to stop playing tricks on me"
"I will, I said I would" she said.
They continued on in silence a little while longer until they came to the forest trail. It was still broad daylight, and even under the trees it was bright.
"You said you were going to tell me about seeing boys willies, and being naked with a boy" said Ben, partly to keep the conversation going and partly out of curiosity.
"Oh yes. It's a bit long and complicated" she said.
"It's a long walk" he replied.
"Okay then. Um, it started with Peter and Thomas" she said.
"In what way?" he asked.
"I'm coming to that" she said "We were in the forest playing."
"You and Peter and Thomas?" he asked.
"No, me and Jenny and stop interrupting it's really annoying" she said.
"Sorry" said Ben.
"No actually I need to backtrack it didn't start then. It started at school, after the Easter holidays. I was with Jenny in the playground playing cat's cradle and the boys were playing football. And you know Billy Johnson?"
"Yeh, bit of a bully" said Ben.
"Well he got tackled by Peter, well you know how sweet Peter is, and Billy got mad so he got up and as Peter turned to run away with the ball Billy pulled his trousers down, he wore those silly elasticated trousers that little kids wear, only, and I don't know if this was on purpose or not, he pulled his pants down as well. So there was Peter, with his willy hanging out and all the boys laughed. He fell to the floor desperately trying to pull them up with everyone laughing at him. Jenny and me were laughing as well, and so were some of the other girls. Well that was my first boy's willy."
"I heard about that" said Ben.
"So anyway he was really embarrassed, he started crying and ran away, and we thought Billy was going to be in really big trouble. But nothing happened. Nothing at all, and then we found out that Peter hadn't told on him or anything, not to anyone. So me and Jenny were talking about it, we talked about it a lot, it was our first willy after all and it did look funny even if we did only see it for a few seconds from a distance away, and we couldn't figure it out. Then I thought, maybe he was so embarrassed, he was too embarrassed to tell anyone. Jenny thought that must be it, that boys are so embarrassed having people see their willies that they can't tell anyone. So anyway we thought we'd try to find out. We talked about it a lot more and then decided to see if we could pull a boy's trousers and pants down and get away with it, but we needed an excuse in case he did tell so we waited around outside the girls' toilets until Dave Green came by. When he passed the door I rushed out of the toilets and pretended to slip, as I fell down, very convincingly I might add"
"You could play for United" said Ben.
"I accidentally grabbed his trousers and they came down, but his pants stayed up. He kind of squeaked, and realising my mistake I made it look like I was trying to get up and grabbed his pants for support, so they did come down. So this time I got a really close up view of a boy's willy, only he was younger and it was really small. He went bright red, started crying and pulling his pants up tried to run away. That's when Jenny came along, so she missed the willy part, but someone had to make the sacrifice. She took him off pretending to comfort him and asked him what had happened but he wouldn't say, even when she tried to make him. Anyway, we waited for a week a bit scared, but he never did tell. So I was right."
"So where did Thomas come into it?" asked Ben shocked at his sister's calculating intelligence.
"That's the bit I started with. Jenny and me in the forest, we'd gone just to hang out 'cos we were bored, but we ran into Peter and Thomas who were playing cops and robber. They wanted us to play but Jenny said that would be stupid and boring. But I had an idea."
"Stop you're scaring me" said Ben.
"I said we'd play but Jenny said no until I gave her our secret sign"
"What secret sign?" asked Ben.
"It's a secret. So she agreed, and we said we'd be the cops and they'd have to be the robbers. They were happy with that, so then I suggested they should take their shirts off so we'd be able to tell who was on whose team, like shirts and skins, the boys do it all the time. And they did, so all they were wearing were their shorts. Anyway, boys are pretty stupid so we won and caught them. We took them off to jail, which was Jenny's garage and we used some cable tie thingies to tie them to tool bench. We asked them a few stupid questions, and refused to believe their answers and so I pulled Peter's shorts down. You should have seen his face. Anyway a little bit later I pulled his pants down so we got a good long look at his willy. He started crying of course. Then we started on Thomas, and he became frantic telling us he gave in and surrendered and would tell us anything, but we didn't believe him so we pulled his shorts and pants down in one go. Jenny had to put a hand over his mouth because he started shouting. We had a good look at his willy too, and we were amazed at how different they were. They were the same age, the same age as us, but their willies were completely different. We didn't really know whether they were big or small, we didn't have anything to compare them with, but Peter's hung down like a little elephant trunk and it was very sweet, just like Peter really, but Thomas' was stuck up in the air not hanging down. Well I had to experiment a bit didn't I so I gave Peter's a squeeze which made him cry more, which I'd expected anyway, and it was all sort of soft and squidgy. I did the same with Thomas and he yelled a lot into Jenny's hand, but his was hard. When I pulled on it and let go it sprang back all on its own. Anyway we let them go and ran off to discuss our findings, still a bit worried they might tell on us, but they never did. Anyway Jenny's sister knew all about willies and Jenny managed to find out that Thomas had a stiffy. See, we didn't know about those before, and that explained the difference."
"God you're a maniac, what about the poor boys?" asked Ben.
"They're only boys" said Amy "We decided we needed to investigate further, so we planned it out this time. It took a few weeks but eventually we came on Greg and Andy in the forest just whacking nettles with sticks, being bored and stupid the way boys are, and so we thought we'd see what we could get away with. Trouble is they were older and would be more difficult to deal with, but on the other hand Andy was quite dishy. We went over and chatted and stuff then suggested we play a game, and when Jenny suggested Cops and Robbers they weren't interested, saying it was a kids' game. So I said, if they'd play our game we'd let them make up the next game and we'd play that. Anyway, they looked at each other in a funny kind of way grinning stupidly and mimicking some kind of primitive monkey intelligence and agreed. We told them the rules, made them take their shirts off again, and then told them that if they caught we'd have to tie them to a tree and they'd have to stay there for ten minutes, like they were in jail or something, then we'd let them go and play their game. So off we went. We won of course and led them to a tree. We'd realised Jenny's garage wasn't such a good idea 'cos if they shouted her mum might hear. When Jenny got the cable tie thingies out they started backing out and saying they didn't want to play. So we said that they were chicken, but if they didn't want to play we wouldn't play their game. They grinned at each other stupidly again and changed their minds. Probably they had some game in mind that was rude and perverted, and thought they were going to trick us into playing. We tied them up really well, and then started interrogating them and they complained of course 'cos they said we hadn't said anything about interrogation, and we said we forgot, but it was routine procedure. We tickled them for a bit then Jenny pulled Greg's short and pants down. He started struggling and shouting, but he couldn't get free, and Andy was laughing at first, but then he realised he was probably next and he started to try making deals, offering to sacrifice Greg to us if we didn't pull his trousers and pants down. We let him think he'd convinced us while we inspected Greg. His willy was bigger than the others we'd seen and longer. It was kind of funny looking and Jenny wanted to see what it would look like if it was a stiffy. Her sister had said they get that way sometimes when a girls touches them so she touched it, like she poking a rat with a stick. Anyway she got braver and started stroking it a bit and then it happened. It started growing. Like just rising up in the air as if by magic. We were gobsmacked. Eventually it was pointing straight upwards. That was really cool. Andy watched all this of course and he couldn't believe it. So I started undoing his trousers, while he begged me, and I mean he really begged me. If he hadn't been tied up he'd have been on his hands and knees, but I pulled his trousers down anyway. Then his pants, and his willy was different too because it had a little bit of hair, not as much as you, but a bit. This made us laugh, but now it was my turn to play with a willy so I poked at it a bit and then stroked it like Jenny had and just like that, out of nowhere, up it went, just like Greg's. This was fascinating. After it was all hard and pointy I stroked it a bit more to see what it would feel like, and you can guess what happened."
"Oh my God, he didn't" said Ben.
"He did" said Amy "Anyway that scared the bum out of us, we weren't expecting anything like that. We ran away giggling. We didn't go too far, just out of sight and we had a long gossip about it. Anyway we had to let them go, we couldn't just leave them like that, but we also didn't want to get caught by them so I came up with a plan. It was a bit flawed and might have failed, but they were only boys so I thought it was safe enough. We went back, gathered up their clothes and ran off to hide them. Oh, their willies had gone down by now, and we told them we'd let them go but we wouldn't tell them where their clothes were until we were a safe distance away. If they tried to hurt us we wouldn't tell them where their clothes were. We let them go, and they fell for it. We ran off and shouted where their clothes were and we made our escape while they ran off to get dressed."
"Didn't they tell?" asked Ben.
"Nope. Never did. They did get their revenge though" she said,
"How?" Ben asked.
"Caught me. Jenny wasn't there. I was coming home from school and they grabbed me. Dragged me into that old barn and stripped me. And that wasn't fair, we hadn't stripped them"
"But you pulled their trousers and pants down and they weren't wearing any shirts" said Ben "That's practically naked."
"It's not the same though" said Amy "Anyway, it wasn't fair. They held me down and they poked at me and stuff, you know how disgusting boys are. Then they ran off laughing. They got Jenny as well another time, did the same to her, but there was another boy there too that time. "
"That must have made it a lot worse." said Ben.
"Yeh, but we got him later" said Amy.
"Why didn't you tell?" asked Ben.
"'Cos it was fun stupid." She replied.
"Being stripped and groped by boys!?" gasped Ben.
"Yeh" said Amy "And getting our own back. We got quite a lot of boys in the end, and some of them liked it to so we kind of settled down taking it in turns to strip and play with each other, you know just the boys who enjoyed it."
"You didn't have sex or anything did you?" Ben asked a little worried.
"Oh, now who's all high and mighty, burger boy" she said and Ben blushed "No we didn't. We made the boys spurt sometimes but they never got us going. They didn't have a clue what they were doing. Mind you we didn't either. It wasn't until Paul..." she said.
"Okay that's enough" said Ben "More than enough" as they descended into the hollow.
"Bugger me, Amy, how come I never got to hear of this, I had no idea?" he asked.
"Did you want me and Jenny to strip you too?" teased Amy.
"No!" said Ben "I just meant that, well, I thought you were just an innocent little girl I didn't know you got up to this kind of thing."
"Jenny saw you naked anyway, I didn't, nearly did but not quite" said Amy.
"What!?" exploded Ben "You're lying"
"I'm not" said Amy.
"How?" he asked not sure he wanted the answer.
"Bathroom window. You know how we have to have it open when we have a shower to let the steam out?" she asked.
"Yes..." he said beginning to get worried.
"We climbed up on the garage roof and peered in. Jenny was in front and got a good look, but dad came out the front and we scarpered before I got to see."
"Buggering hell, Amy, that's not fair" said Ben.
"I know" said Amy, "but I got to see you today, and I got a much better view than Jenny."
"That's not what I meant" said Ben.
"And anyway, you didn't have any hair then" she said "But apparently you were at half mast" said Amy with a grin.
Ben blushed crimson, shoved open the door and disappeared into the gloom.
Continued in Chapter Sixteen