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 Tyr (BM NS Porn Talk)

   "Huh?" Shoot!  "Uh," I pulled my pants up, and tried to hide them behind
my body.

   "Oh, shit." I looked over my shoulder, but he turned around.  "Go ahead,
and fix yourself up there, son." I got my pants closed.  "I guess we better
have a little talk." He wasn't supposed to come home, he just left, but I
guess he forgot something.  "I guess it's obvious you found my stash," he
flipped the one I was locking at shut, and put it on the stack.  "It's
okay, I had a similar interest when I was your age.  However, my father,
your grandfather was a bit more, conservative."

   You mean the bishop?  "You like these?" he held up the stack, "Well, do
you have any favorites, in particular?"

   I showed him Cheryl.

   "It's all right, now what do you like about her?"

   "She's got great."

   "Knockers?" he laughed, so I nodded.  It's just embarrassing, with my
dad, and all.  He scrubbed my hair, "Well, take this one, and stop going
through my stuff, okay, squirt?"

   "Yeah."

   "And when you get bored with that, let me know.  I'll get you some
more."

   "Okay dad." I ran out before I started crying or something.  It was just
embarrassing, especially getting caught red handed.  I was just curious,
and then I got excited, and he wasn't supposed to come back.  But, he
grabbed whatever he forgot, and left, so I had the house to myself again.
So, I looked at Cheryl some more.

   Then, Astrid came home, so I had to stop.  I hid it pretty good, but you
know how she gets into everything?  Well, she found them.  I caught her in
my room, looking at them, and giggling, but at least she wasn't.  Well, she
had her clothes on, and her legs crossed, she was just looking at them in
her lap.

   So, I kicked her out, and tried to hide them better, but she asked
"Why?"

   So, I told her "It's for boys."

   She said "It's not fair, I'm a girl, and why do you wanna look at girls
naked when your a boy?"

   I told her that "I don't get to see girls naked, like you do."

   She thought about it, and said "Oh, okay." So, she left.

   I tried to hide them better, but she always found them, and I kept
catching her in my room, looking at them.  She doesn't play with herself,
or I never caught her, but she had all these questions about sex, then.  I
wanted her to ask mom, but then thought better of it, because then she
might tell her about the nudie mags, and I'd get in trouble.  She'd take
them away, but of course dad could always get me more.

   Like Hustlers, they show bush, and even shaved girls so you can see
their pussies, but I really like the bushy ones more.  They look older, and
she flashed me.  Astrid, she said "You like looking at naked girls, huh?"
And pulled off her towel, and threw it at me.  She ran away, naked, but I
already knew they get bush when they grow up, and she's my little sister!

   So, she doesn't have any hair on her, and I didn't look, but.  I love
her, she's my sister, but sometimes she gets so bossy, and nozy, and I
don't have any privacy.  Even in my own room, she keeps catching me trying
to jerk off, so I can't.  So, I took some of the best ones out, to get away
from her, and hide them too.  Now I know how my dad feels, when I got in
his porn stash, but it's embarrassing.

   And she's not real bright.  She gets real bad grades, in English
especially, and the other kids tease her for being stupid.  She's not
stupid, she just talks funny, and she can be surprisingly clever when she
puts her mind to it.  So, anyway that's why I started going out, to jerk
off in the park, and wouldn't you know it, I got busted there too.

   At least it was another boy, he's older, in middle school, and I was
scared he'd make fun of me, but he saw what I was looking at, and he wanted
to see too.  His dad's not as cool, so he never saw real nudie mags before,
except behind the counter at the gas station.  So, I showed him, and he
whipped it out to beat off.  Well, I was doing it, and he had hair on it.
He even shot a load, and everything.  He said I was "Cool," and when he
fixed up his pants, I gave him the magazine.

   "Yeah?" He rolled it up to hide it under his shirt.

   "Yeah, I can get more." So, I went home, and I had a middleschool friend
now.  He came back, to hang out with me to.  It's not like we just looked
at porn, and jerked off all the time, and he even run off some kids that
were bullying me, but you know when he got bored with that one, he asked
me. "You remember when you said you could get more?"

   "Yeah, I got lots of them," but I didn't say my dad got them, because
he's not supposed to.  You got to be 18 to buy them, which is why none of
the other kids have them.  So, it'd be like buying me cigarettes, and he
could get in trouble.  Why I bet he could go to jail, even!  So, we went
back to my house, and I kicked Astrid out, but thank God she wasn't in my
room, looking at my stash.

   So, then I guess his brother started hanging out with us, and they told
there friends, and it kind of snowballed that summer.  Then I went to
middle school, but my oldest friend went to high school to be a freshman.
But his little brother was in 6 grade, so he stayed behind in elementary,
and I guess it became a regular thing.  Turns out I wasn't the only one who
could get it, some of my other friend's dads got bored, and through out
their old ones, so they could get them, and this way we always had
something new to look at.  New girls, doing new things, but I really
started liking Penthouse.

   They don't show as much bush as Hustler, but I guess I saw enough that I
can just imagine it, any time.  Not like you seen one you seen them all,
but I bet I saw a thousand, and I have a pretty good imagination. 
Penthouse had stories, though.  Letters, and Forums, so it was better then
just looking at a girl, just her tits, and bush, but you could read about
sex.  All kinds of sex, and it was kind of like getting to know the men,
for a little while, because they told a little about their story.

   So, it's not like, "Okay I met this lady, and I fucked her." Her name
was Heidi, and she had big tits...  But, you got to hear about him, for
instance his wife was pregnant, and he never even thought about cheating on
her before, but then they couldn't have sex because she's pregnant, so he
started drinking, and then he met this Heidi in a bar...

   That made it more exciting.  It wasn't just a picture of some girl's
tits and bush, but like real men having real sex with real women, for real
reasons.  Cheating on there pregnant wife, or catching her with Carlos the
gardener, or his first time with a hooker, it just seemed more real then
some naked lady posing for a camera.  Even better then the movies dad
showed me on the new VCR.

   Rentals, so he just has to watch it once, and then take it back to get a
new one, but he can get them for like a week.  So, there like 2 hours, and
you can jerk off like 5 times, and stop the tape so it saves your place,
and when you cum back, it starts new, but the stories ain't as good. 
That's okay, cause you can see it, girls sucking dick, and fucking so their
tits shake, and men grabbing them, and smacking there asses, and shooting
their wad all over.

   Just, not as good stories, so I guess there's that, the movies to jerk
off quick to.  Then theres the stories so you can really get into it.  So
really, its not just porn, but all kinds, and you can start with something
like underwear ads.  Then like Playboy to see boobs, and read about the
centerfold's measurements.  How she likes horses, and long walks on the
beach.  Then Hustler to see bush, and then Penthouse to read stories, if
you like that.

   Turns out most guys don't like that, and they just show bush, but not
really anything else.  So, I get the Penthouse to myself, but if I want to
see pussy, I can watch a movie when I get home, but I really like the
stories the best.  So, that's how I got so popular, and even get to hang
out with some high school boys, but I don't get bullied no more, because
I'm like the coolest boy on this side of town, and it was all thanks to
porn.

   I didn't get a girlfriend until Astrid found me one.  I guess she was a
little older, but not even close to growing boobs, or any bush.  Astrid, I
mean, but you know how nozy she is, so she found our jerk off spot, and she
even got a bunch of girls to come watch us, so we had to stop doing it
there.  They all got mad, and called her a stupid liar, but now she had
friends, so I felt bad for her, and told them it wasn't a lie.  "We just
had to quit, cause if you all heard about it, then some grownup could hear
about it, like a teacher, and we'd all get in trouble."

   That's where I met Charlotte, though.  She's a 6 grader, at the time,
but she got held back, so she was actually 13, and she had boobs.  Not real
big ones, but Astrid said "We all came for a show, and you're the only boy
that showed up, so you want to look at her boobs?"

   She pulled her out of the crowd, and I didn't bring no nudie mags, since
we canceled it, but she looked shy, and real red.  I thought she was
wearing makeup, like she put it on, just for me, and I told her she looks
"Real pretty," so she smiled.  Then she took her sweater off, and I seen
boobs.  Lots of boobs, not even in a bra like that, but what really did it
was she took it off for me.

   She didn't put makeup on her chest, she wasn't even wearing any on her
face, she was getting hot, for me.

   "Get it out, we want to see it!" Well, I was hard anyway, so why not? 
Not like I never jerked off in front of other boys, but you know, they
weren't looking at me?

   Astrid was gone, or I couldn't see her, but I could see Charlotte, and
she was squeezing them in her bra for me.  "Yeah," her lips were real red,
like she put on lipstick, when she didn't.  "I want to see it." She looked
down, and showed me her boobs, so.  "Fair's fair," I got it out.

   The other girls giggled, and talked about it, but I ignored them, and
tried to imagine it was just us.  Me and Charlotte, alone, until I closed
my eyes, and felt it squirt out.  They really laughed, and clapped, and
cheered even.  So, that was, pretty nice.  I felt good, like I won
something, but I put it back, and Charlotte put her sweater back on, so we
could take off before anybody caught us.

   It was right after school, and there was still all the teachers around,
but they're in the building, grading papers, or whatever.  Astrid said not
to all leave at once, and that's what I mean about being really clever,
actually.  She sounds kind of dumb, but if you give her a chance to think
about it, and pay attention, she actually thinks of things nobody else did,
like all the time.  I'm just used to it, because I knew her all her life,
but most people just didn't give her the chance.

   "I'm Charlotte," she took my arm, when we walked out, and held it
against her bra.  Under her sweater, but it was a good thing I just jerked
off, because it was real exciting.  "What's Ty short for?"

   "Tyr?" I nodded, "I know it's a weird name, but it's like, Tuesday?"

   "No, it's Friday."

   "No, I mean the name.  Friday is named after Freya, Thursday is Thor's
day."

   "Oh, I hearda him.  He's like the Viking, with the Hammer?"

   "Yeah, it's all Viking myths.  We're Danish, or my mom is, so my she
picked out Scandinavian names, like Tyr, and Astrid.  Wednesday is for
Wotan, Thor's dad, and Tuesday's Tyr."

   "Oh, what a cool name."

   "Thanks, I like Charlotte, too.  It's pretty, like you." She smiled, and
looked down, but blushed again.  I read about it, that means they're
getting hot.  So, that's how you get them hot, you make them feel pretty.
If you wanted to know.

   Charlotte (fG Mast Porn NS)

   So, "Thanks!" I kissed him, but then he started talking to Astrid, and
he got an idea, then ran off.  I kissed him goodbye, when really I wanted
to go back to his house, and do it.  I know, it was slutty, on the first
date, but just watching him jerk off, and then walking him home with his
arm bumping my boob, he kept calling me pretty so much, I just wanted to
take him home, get him naked, and do him.

   But Astrid wanted to watch me play with myself, and that didn't sound
fun at first, but then I really needed to do something, and we were right
by there house.  And she got me a boyfriend, so I figured I owed her.  I
thought maybe she's gay, and so little, so that's not a turnon, but I
didn't have any trouble.  She got out his dirty magazines, but I didn't
really need them, even.

   I tried it, playing with myself before, thinking about boys, and
kissing, and even grabbing my boobs.  There was this boy, in my class, and
he kept chasing me, and grabbing my boobs, but I grew up bigger then him,
so he couldn't make me kiss him.  Astrid got rid of him too, so I owe her
for that too, but Ty isn't like him at all.  He's sweet, and he thinks I'm
pretty, and as soon as I got in his room, it smelled like him.

   A lot, I could smell his hair on his pillow, and she let me lay on his
bed, but she just stood there.  She stared, but she didn't even blush, she
just watched me, like she's interested.  I just ignored her, she didn't say
anything, and I just had to remember him looking at me.  Half naked, or in
my bra, and his dick getting hard, and calling me pretty.  Over, and over,
I just felt so beautiful, and hot, and wet, I wasn't just sweaty, I was wet
inside, enough I could even wiggle a little finger in, and remember his
dick.

   So hard for me, and his eyes on me, and I could only feel my bra through
my sweater with one hand, but my arm was around the other side.  Just like
his arm up against it, and I felt so wonderful, I had to stop, but it
didn't stop.  It just felt better, and better, and I remembered his grunts,
with his eyed squeezed shut like mine, and all the white stuff peeing out,
and dripping all over the floor.

   "Ohhhh!" For me, just for me, he didn't even look at the other girls. 
Just me.  Like Astrid said, I got the biggest boobs at school, and all the
boys stare at them, but Tyr.  Oh Tyr.  "Huh!" It wasn't the same as when he
looked at me, and got hard for me, and jerked off.  Just for me.  It was
the most wonderful feeling ever, knowing he was all mine.

   "Huh!" I forgot all about her.  Just standing there, watching, but she
didn't get hot at all.

   "How was that?"

   "Okay, I guess." Good, so she's not gay.  I pulled my fingers out, and
she showed me the bathroom so I could wash my hand off.  I still felt wet,
in there, and my underpants stuck to me, but not like my period, at all.

   I figured he'd come back, some time, so I hung out, and she wanted to
look at porn with me.

   "What is it with you and porn, anyway?"

   "I don't know, it's neat?"

   "But you don't really like looking at girls, do you?"

   "There's boys, too."

   "Yeah, but you can't really see them," and they're not him, "Just there
dicks, but they really just take pictures of the girls, with all the dicks
around?" They don't even do it.  Just look at there dicks.

   "Yeah, but there's stories too." She got out another one, "He really
likes to read the stories, anyway."

   "Ty?"

   "Yeah, he used to just look at the pictures, but then he found the
letters, and really likes to read the stories now."

   "You guys, don't." Ew?

   "Huhah, no.  He's really shy around me anyway, and he don't know how to
talk to girls, but he told me."

   "He did fine with me!" I giggled.

   "We don't really look at them together, really.  He just lets me have
his handmedowns, when he gets done with them."

   "So, you just talk about it, a lot?"

   "Yeah, sex?" She nodded, "Uh huh?  He knows a lot more about sex then
me, cause he's older, and dad talked to him about it, and he reads a lot of
stories in the naughty books."

   "Oh," that's not so bad.  "Okay." I thought they were, doing stuff? 
"So, he knows a lot about sex?"

   "I guess, more then me."

   "Good." Cause now I really want to do it, with him.  I wanted a
boyfriend before, but all I really thought about was kissing, and holding
hands.  But now, with all this sex talk, and what just happened, with just
my finger.  I bet, it would feel even better, to do it for real.  With him,
Ty, I really wanted to do it with him now.

   So, we read some stories until he got home.  So I could stay ready for
him, when he got home...

   Xhu Jang

   "There she is," he pointed, "The slut."

   "Why, because she's got tits?"

   "No," he laughed, "The little one with her."

   Shit, felt like a heel for assuming.

   Astrid, I had only heard, but, "What makes her a slut?"

   "Well, you know.  I heard she's been showing porn to all the elementary
girls, and talking to boys about doing a gangbang."

   "Did she do a gangbang?"

   "I don't know, probably."

   "You remember that story you told me, about and you the twins?"

   "Yeah?" What twins, but beside the point.

   "So, you had sex with 2 girls, and you heard she's trying to have sex
with a bunch of guys."

   "Yeah?"

   "Well, I don't understand why her talking about it makes her a slut,
while you" lying about, "Doing it with any girl you can get your hands on.
Well, what does that make you?"

   "A stud?" He laughed, "You're just jealous, prettyboy."

   "So, what's the difference," for the sake of argument, "between a slut,
and a stud?"

   "Well, you know." I really don't, "Cause she's a little girl?"

   "So," let me get this straight: "If a girl tries to have sex with lots
of boys, she's a slut, but if a guy has lots of sex with girls, then who
did you have all that sex with?"

   "I told you, they're twins."

   "Right.  But sluts.  Who else has sex with studs like you.  Twins, or
not, you have sex with sluts, so what exactly is wrong with girls being
sluts?"

   "Nothing, I mean.  Yeah, you know.  A guy's got to fuck someone?"

   "Not really, then why d'you make fun of sluts?  You'd think that would
be a good thing, so you have more to have sex with."

   "Yeah, but.  There sluts!"

   "Uh," I give up.  Before I piss him off, and he decides to kick my ass
again, for fun.  I don't hang out with him, because he's an asshole, and
racist, and treats girls like garbage, I just wanted to know.  "You want a
ride back?"

   "Nah, I think I'll hang out, and call my mom."

   Well, it just doesn't add up, but really I heard so much about Astrid,
and at least now I know what she looks like.  Tiny, and young.  Too young
for them to be telling all these stories about, but.  I don't know why they
say all that about her, when there's probably hundreds of little girls just
at that 1 school, and she's the only one her age, they seem to lust after.
And tell stories about wanting to set up gangbangs, but it's that
dangerous? I mean, yeah they also make up lies about slutty twins that like
to fuck eachother, and him of course.

   Bullshit, but with all these guys talking about gangbanging a little
girl, I have to worry a little about her.  But she did finish talking to
some guy, so I talked to him first.  That's what I heard, she tells girls,
but the guys are talking about it too.  She broke up a circle jerk at the
local middleschool, last week, so that doesn't sound like something a slut
would do, if she was trying to set up a gangbang.

   So many stories they can't be true, but he ran right up to talk to me,
so I figured what the hell, right?

   "Hey, you new here?"

   "Nah, I just dropped off a friend of mine." I lied, he ain't no friend
of mine.

   "Well," he shrugged, "I didn't know there was any Asians on this side of
town."

   "I'm Chinese American," there's no official Chinatown here, "But yeah, I
live over there.  You know Astrid?"

   "I should," he laughed, "She's my little sister.  Why, you heard of
her?"

   "Not really, I mean I saw you talking to her, and my friend might have
mentioned she.  Well her name."

   "Yeah, well.  She's having a little get-together, tomorrow night.  She
says everyone's invited, so I guess you could come along, if you're cool."

   "Oh yeah?" What kind is the question, "Like a birthday party?"

   "Well, no.  It's really more like a show."

   "What kind of show?"

   "Well.  He looked around.  How old are you?"

   "Sixteen?"

   "No really."

   "No," already had my wallet out, "Really." Showed him my driver's
licence.

   "Oh," he did the math, "Wow, really?"

   "Yeah, you want a ride somewhere?"

   "Sorry, you just.  Well, you don't look so much older then me, but yeah.
Actually I need to go see some friends of mine, so if you're offering." He
pulled his out, "I got some gas money."

   "Couple bucks?" I unlocked it for him, "You're on." Looking at the
gauge, I probably have enough to get back, but a little more sure would
help.  "Where to?"

   "Just pull around the park, it's not far."

   "I spotted a gas station around the corner," I nodded.

   "So, you look at porn?"

   "What?"

   "Guy your age, I don't mean to pry, but.  I don't know what it's like
over at Chinatown, but."

   "No, my parents are pretty conservative." And we don't have circle jerks
at the middle school, "But what kind of porn?"

   "You know, the usual.  Playboys, Penthouse, I think I got a Club
International." He unzipped his backpack.  "Nope, OUI."

   "That French?"

   "I don't know," just looks at the pictures.  "Euro."

   "Well, it's pronounced `We', but put it away," I pulled up, and got the
nozzle out, while he ran in to pay the cashier.  "Better not be far," only
$2.00, but it didn't take long to pump.

   Now, I'm a teenager, I have hormones, despite any signs you might be
able to see, so yeah.  I'm interested.

   He came back, "I don't have any with Asians in them, with me, though."

   "That's okay," I looked over at the backpack, and pulled off.  "I don't
want to jerk off with you, or anything."

   "Oh, that's cool.  I just thought since you're doing me a favor, if you
like one.  I've seen them all by now, so.  You can have one, for later if
you like.

   "All right," try not to think what might be all over them, but it
doesn't hurt to look.

   "You're not homophobic or nothing.  Are you?"

   "No, just not gay."

   "Me neither, I just wanted to make sure, cause the guys I need to talk
to.  Can't be too sure, but just as long as you don't tell anyone.  They
could get their asses kicked."

   "Yeah, no.  I totally understand.  I get bullied a lot in high school,
so I wouldn't wish that on anyone, and I don't hold anything against gays,
as long as they don't hit on me."

   "Not really their type, and they're really closeted, so don't let them
know I told you, either.  I just wanted to make sure you're safe."

   "Yeah," actually, "I never talked to any before, so I'm actually looking
forward to it."

   He hugged them.  Like bros, lots of pats on the back, but definitely not
homophobic himself, and I just shook their hands.

   "So, anyway.  Astrid wanted to invite you guys to come over and dance
for her, and her friends."

   Nice guys, really.

   "And if you wouldn't mind, maybe dancing nude?"

   "Ha, no."

   "Well," they looked at eachother.  "I don't know, it might be kind of
cool."

   "Really?" he looked surprised.  "You'd like to do that?"

   "I don't care if they're girls, but.  Yeah, it sounds kind of fun."

   "Well, I don't guess we need both of you, but if you'd let him go."

   "Oh no, If he's going, I'll go." They look at me nervously.

   "All right guys," I shook my head, "It's okay, but if you don't mind me
saying.  You two make a cute couple." They relaxed.  "But if you don't mind
me asking, are you really talking about putting on a strip show for your
little sister?"

   "Yeah, I know it's kind of weird, but.  Huh!  I guess she's a little
mature, about such things."

   "Sexual things."

   "Well, it's not sexual, I don't think.  She's not having sex, she's only
9 but.  I guess you'd have to know her, honestly I can't explain how she
talked me into it." He looked a little creepy.  Or creeped out, "So anyway,
you know the place." They shook their heads, "The old gym, where you met?
Yeah, well I got a lot to do, so we better take off, but see you there?"

   "When?"

   "Ten, or earlier might be better.  If you need to set up."

   "Tonight?"

   "Oh sorry, no.  Tomorrow night, friday."

   "Okay, yeah.  Respondez si' vous plait, and all that." Dumbed down the
s'il.

   "Bye guys."

   "See ya."

   "Thanks for being so cool back there."

   "No problem," really, it was fun.  "You want a ride back, or can I drop
you somewhere?"

   "Back to my place." he looked excited, "I just got a girlfriend, so I
want to get back to her right away, but it's right by the same park."

   "Okay."

   The other side from the gas station, though.

   "Was that your girlfriend with her?"

   "Yeah," he nodded.

   "Nice!"

   "Yeah, you check out that rack on her?"

   "Yeah." He doesn't look jealous, "Maybe a bit too much, for my taste."
Just excited.

   "Hard to believe she's still in 6 grade, but she got held back."

   "Yeah, so which one of those, magazines you want to give up?"

   "Oh yeah, you want the OUI, or the Hustler?"

   "Well, I don't know, what's the difference?" Can't say I'm a
connoisseur, "I'm taking French, so how about the Oui?" May be able to
learn some vocabulary, they don't teach in high school, that way.

   "Sure, I'll just leave it under the seat?"

   "Yeah, that'd be fine."

   "Right here," I dropped him off, and he ran right up to his house. 
Theirs, I suppose, but i drove right home with the magazine to look at. 
Doesn't even matter if it's a great one, it's got to be better than the
underwear ads, and my amateurish attempts to write stories.  Or the
unbelievable bullshit I hear at school.  Seriously, they're pretty good
liars, some of them, but give me a little credit, guys.  I know bullshit
when I hear it.

   But still, a little girl, that little, talking her brother into setting
up strip shows for her.  And her friends, but still, I'm impressed. 
Actually clever, thinking to get the gays he knows, so he doesn't have to
worry about them doing something stupid, like molesting her.  I just have
to wonder, how a girl gets interested in something like that, so young?

   Now, don't go blaming her brother, but he sure isn't shy about sharing
his porn.  Not like that, he didn't even seem to think about, the look on
his face said it all.  He even seemed a little scared of her, but put it
out of his mind.  Intriguing though, I bet there's a great story behind it,
and who knows.  It might be a neat show, and dare i think, there'll be a
lot of girls there.

   "Yeah," all worked up watching the boys dance, and having no chance with
them, so if there's another guy there.  I don't look too old, and maybe I'm
not the guy of their dreams, but, if I'm there, maybe i can get a chance to
talk to them.  Then, who knows?  Maybe a cute one like this.  "Carolina',"
I'm pretty sure that's how you pronounce it.

   She's older, got to be at least 18, right?  Not too busty, I don't know
his girlfriend maybe isn't that much, but just so small they look too large
on her.  More proportionate, though.  Doesn't say how tall she is, but
"Yeah!"

   Pretty old one, though.  No French, so scratch learning any curse words,
but when I finished, I checked out the article on "What Women find Sexy in
a man." Then maybe check out the one on Bruce Lee...

   Tyr (fm Domm)

   So, when Astrid said "Dancers," I got an idea.  I got lucky with a ride
too, so I could go talk to my friends real quick, and come right back, but
I'm not going to say who, or why.  They could get in trouble if anyone knew
about it, so I won't even write about it.

   But anyway, I was hoping she'd still be there when I got home, and sure
enough she was reading stories with Astrid.  On my bed!  And for once I
wasn't even mad, since she got them out for Charlotte, and she was really
getting into the stories, instead of the pictures.  She doesn't really like
the pictures, cause they're for boys, but she said "I like the stories,
because men write them, so it's like I get to read what it's like for
them."

   "Huh!" I didn't think of that.  "So, I found some guys to dance for
you." The girls, so I don't have to.  Since it's kind of Astrid's show, and
I don't want to strip for her.

   Then Charlotte wanted me to dance for her, so I kicked Astrid out.  "Um,
what kind of music do you like?" She touched my butt, which felt so.  Well,
like Astrid says naughty, I liked it, but I can't think of a better word.
"Ah, how about INXS?"

   "As long as you can dance to it." She nodded, and sat up.

   "Okay," I read about, this bachelorette party, where they went to
Chippendales.  I guess I thought about it, being a male stripper, and
having all those girls cheering, just like.  Well, I forgot, or I didn't
even think about it, when the girls watched me dance.  Then we're talking
about it on the way back, but.

   "Why don't you take your shirt off?"

   "Okay."

   "No, slower." I started to just, pull it up, but then I slowly pulled it
back and forth.

   Oh yeah, and there was a movie too.  Well, this one part, I just kind of
skipped over, but a guy stripped at a party.  So, I tried to do it like
that, and swung my shirt around like a lasso.

   "Yeah," she giggled, "That's great!"

   "You're real bossy." I grinned.

   "Yeah?  Sorry, but."

   "No, that's okay."

   "You like it?"

   "Yeah." I unbuckled my belt, and slipped it out, but slowly.  And
thought about it, "Like my sister, but not my sister.  If that makes any
sense?"

   "Yeah, she's bossy, but you like that?"

   "Well, yeah.  I guess as long as it's not my sister.  Huh, I have a
pretty good imagination, but.  I can't really think about, any good
stories, of my own.  I just read them, and picture what's happening.  You
know, like a movie?" Only in my head.

   "Yeah," she was grinning.  "So, why don't you unbutton your pants."

   "Like this?"

   "Yeah," she stuck her finger, like in the side of her mouth.  Smiling,
but she just rubbed her teeth, and her lips.  "Turn around."

   "Okay?"

   "Now pull them off, slowly."

   "Like this?" She touched my butt again, but this time, it was bare.

   "Yeah."

   "You like my butt."

   "Yeah."

   "Why?"

   "I don't know, it's just sexy." She squeezed it, and felt me up.  Like a
girl?  I mean, I never heard of a guy, getting felt up like a girl.  "Yeah,
such a sexy ass." She slapped it.

   "Nh!" And rubbed it.  "Hn."

   "You like that?"

   "Yeah."

   "You naughty boy.  Turn around."

   I was so hard, it stuck straight out.  She held on, to my butt, and felt
around with her other hand.

   "Like boobs?" She still had her sweater on, and everything.  But I saw
her in just her bra earlier, so I just had to close my eyes.  She squeezed
them, just like this in her bra.

   "Not really, move it."

   "What?"

   She shook her hands, "Move your butt.  Yeah.  I love how it moves." She
felt it real good.  "Not like boobs, at all."

   I just nodded.

   "Hm!"

   "Huh!" That was her mouth.

   "Mmmh!" Her tongue.

   "HhH!" my butt tightened.  "Uh!"

   "Hihihn!" She spit it out, but put her hand up, and it ran down her arm.
And her chin.  She frowned, "Did I tell you you could finish?"

   I blinked, remembered those words.  I looked over, at the magazine
cover. I read those words before, so that must be the letter they were
reading!

   "Sorry." How I became my Wife's Slave.  "NH!" She slapped my butt with
both hands.

   "Well, now you're going to learn." She stood up.  "How to get me off."
The she kissed me, and she still had it on her chin.  She grabbed mine,
"Lick it up."

   "Lnh?"

   "Yeah, clean up your mess." She held up her hand too.  Some of it stuck
on my hip, when she slapped them, but it was still sticky from catching it.
"Yeah, clean up all your nasty mess." It wasn't bad.  I mean, it didn't
taste bad, kind of slimy, but not gross tasting.

   "Now," she pulled down her underpants, and took my hand.  "Sit down."
She turned around, and pushed me down on the bed.  Then she pushed her
skirt up, with my hand.

   "Snh!" I could smell her.

   "Feel that?" I nodded.  "Feel how hot and wet I am for you?"

   "Yeah."

   "Just for you." She rubbed my hair, and held her skirt up.  "Smell it?"

   "Snh!"

   "Taste it."

   Then it was dark.

   Charlotte (fg...FmM NS Talk)

   So, I wanted to do it, until Astrid showed me all the stories.  "It's
not just sex, but all kinds."

   "Really?" I guess she knew more then me, even though she's younger.  So,
I listened.  "I just heard about, you know.  Doing it?"

   "Yeah, but it's not just.  It.  One thing, I mean you hearda
missionary?"

   "Uh huh?"

   "Yeah, well, that's one way.  But there's also queen's."

   "What's that?"

   "Well, the girl sits on top of the boy."

   "Yeah," like that, "That's how I always imagined it."

   "Oh," she dug around in the stack.  He had like, a whole drawer.  I
don't mean like, a little underwear drawer, but a big drawer, in the
bottom. It wasn't full, he had a bunch of pants folded up to hide them
under, and it wasn't even half full, but I was amazed how many there really
were.

   "Here," she flipped through.  Then she started reading, "How I became my
Wife's Sex-Slave."

   "Really?" I looked over her shoulder, but sure enough, that's what it
said.  I don't even remember it, all that good, cause I was too busy
imagining.  I didn't want to copy it, and they don't have all those things.
I had to ask, "What's a strap-on?"

   "It's a dildo," she grabbed one of the gay ones, "But you wear it, like
underwear."

   "Ew!" I covered my mouth, because it was gay.

   "Yeahbut, I didn't even get to the good part." She picked up the story
again, and read about her screwing him.

   "Hihihn, in the butt?"

   "Yeahhah!" And tied him down, and made him suck on it, and kiss her
butt, and suck the shit off it, even!

   Then he came home, so I kicked her out, and made him dance, and spanked
him, and sucked him off.

   "Hihihn, really!" When I told her about it, later.

   "Yeah, he's totally my bitch now."

   "Oh, I wanna get a bitch like that now!"

   "Yeah, it's great."

   "That's my favorite story, too."

   So, we read it again, but then her folks got home.

   So, Ty came and got me, so I could meet their parents.  His mom is a
redhead but, I guess that's why they're not like there dad.  His brown hair
covers it up, but he told them we're going out now.  I expected a fight or
something, but I guess they're so cool, because they got such cool parents.
Instead, they sent Astrid to her room, so we could talk.

   They asked him about me, and how long we been going out, so he lied and
said "A few weeks."

   I nodded, cause I knew it was slutty of me.  I really shouldn't have
given in so easy, then made him do all that stuff, but at least we didn't
do it yet.  I mean really do it do it.  It, have sex real sex, just oral.
Then his mom took me in their room, and talked to me seprate.

   "Are you on any birth control?"

   "No!" I got embarrassed, "I'm not even doing it, yet."

   "Well, ask your mother to get you on the pill, if you can." She got out
this compact thing, and showed me.  "I also use the spermacidal sponge."
She got that out, and showed me, "But there's many other options.  The
diapragm, and;"

   "Okay, I get it." I just don't want to talk about it, she's his mom,
"And I don't think I can talk to my mom about it, either."

   "Well, if you have any questions, you can come to me.  I was raised the
same way, in denial about sex, so when I met Steven, we made some
mistakes."

   "Steven?"

   "My husband."

   "Your Danish." They told me.

   "American, but my family is from Copenhahgen."

   "Oh," I'd rather talk about that, honestly.

   "Don't change the subject." She shook her finger, "Now pay attention,
this is important."

   I nodded.

   "The first time, we didn't know what we're doing.  Honestly, we got
married, and yet because of how we're both raised in the dark, he hurt me.
It hurt, a lot the first few times, because he didn't know what he was
doing, and it was years before he figured out how to turn me on first.  So,
we decided to be open and honest with our children, when they get old
enough.  You're 14, or 15?"

   "Thirteen?"

   "Truly?" I nodded, "Well, I suppose girls are growing up younger, and
younger."

   "Oh no, I'm just way ahead for my age.  I started when I was 8.  My
doctor says it's okay, but I'm ahead of all the rest of the girls my age."

   "Okay, but you are getting turned on, and masturbating."

   I looked down, and got real ashamed.

   "It's all right, I was too, when I was not, too much older.  But it's
not like a tampon, when you're ready, make sure you're good and aroused. 
That's the secret to not getting hurt.  I'll tell Tyr to take it slow, and
make sure you're good and ready too, but if you need to, don't be afraid of
lube.  Lube is your friend.  Now, do you use any toys?"

   "You mean like a dildo?" I can't believe I even said it.  "Nihihn!"

   "Or a vibrator."

   "Ngh!" I shook my head, "No."

   "Well, if you want one, it helps you get prepared for when you are ready
to start having sex.  Even the word Dildo is short for Dilator.  Did you
know that?"

   "No?"

   "Well, it is, not just for your pleasure, but also for exercise.  It's
actually very muscular inside, and like any muscle, exercise makes it
better.  Especially as young as you are, here." She left the drawer open,
so just pulled one out.  "I can loan you this one, to get you started, but
use a condom, to keep it clean."

   "I don't have any."

   "Don't worry," she got some of those too, "Just come back for more when
you use these up, but I'll have to go to the store to get your own.  You
can give me that one back then." Then she showed me how to put it on.

   "Okay, Mrs.  Lassiter." I put them in my purse.

   "And here's some KY." She gave me a little bottle, too.  I barely fit it
all in, but then she took me home, before I died of shame.  But I decided
to practice, as soon as I got a chance.

   Tyr (INXS Taste It.  Basically their Leitmotif, watch the video.)

   Astrid came to talk to me, after dad.  So, I turned the music up.  "So,
they're cool about it?"

   "Really cool!" I was surprised, "Dad gave me some rubbers, and
everything, so I don't get her pregnant." I showed her, "You can take some
if you want."

   "Oh," she shook her head, "I'm not having sex, yet.  I don't have a
boyfriend, and I don't even play with myself."

   "Oh, good." She nodded.

   "So," she leaned in, "What's it like?" Excited.

   "Well," I actually wanted to talk about it, "We didn't really do it.  We
just did oral, but not all the way."

   "Was it fun, though?"

   "Yeah, real fun." I still felt dreamy, just thinking about it.

   "Like the story?"

   "Even better!"

   "I mean, the wife slave one."

   "Yeah, like that one, only better."

   "So, what did you do?"

   "Well, I danced for her, until I got my pants down, then she made me
turn around, and spanked me!"

   "Hihin!  Did you like it?"

   "Yeah, that was real fun."

   "Not hard, though."

   "No, it didn't hurt, but it got my butt real hot."

   "Like mom and dad." We heard them, sometimes at night.  Not just boning,
but I'm not even sure which one spanks which, but I heard it.  So, I
nodded. She heard it too.

   "Did you read about the, Um," she tried to remember, "Male strippers, in
one of the stories?"

   "Oh yeah." I got that one out, "I wasn't done with it yet, but." I guess
I don't need it now, "So here." I gave it to her.

   She read it, and there was a couple pictures too, but not like
photographs.  Really more like a children's story, with drawings, except
you know, not like a kid's story at all.  So, she took it, and went in her
room, but Charlotte left the wife slave one, and I read that again.

   To whack off, but this time I imagined her.  He got a hand-job, from his
wife in the story, but it wasn't like whacking off at all.  Not the way I
always did it, fast as I could until I got off.  She teased him, just like
Charlotte did, so I did it slow.  In bed, like I usually did, but then I
got up.

   Cause I couldn't feel my butt, like she did, laying down on it, but I
can't slap, and grab it with both hands, and jerk my dick.  I turned off
the music, the song was over anyway, but I heard mom giggle.  WHACK! 
Through the wall, then another giggle.

   So, I guess they won't hear me, slapping my butt too.  I didn't have to
read it, I remember.  The end, she didn't just spank him.  She fucked him,
with a strapon.  Why she spanked him, to warm him up.  Get him turned on,
to loosen up, like a girl.  Not really like a girl, or a fag.  Like her
husband, she was his wife, she loves him, not as a girl, like a lesbian. 
Lesbians use them too, cause they don't have dicks, but I don't have any
pictures of that.

   A woman, fucking a man, with a strapon.  But I have a good imagination,
I can just cut the bottom girl out of there, and imagine myself, bent over
like that, instead.  I felt it, I guess it felt a little looser.  Then
usual, but it was dry, and you have to get it wet first.  Not like she was,
so wet, watching me dance for her, and spanking me, and sucking me off so I
could eat her out, and finger her.  So, I had to spit in my hand, and use
that to get wet.

   But that felt nice, and I guess I loosened up.  "Nh!" I just put my face
in the pillow, they're fucking next door now, I could hear it, but I can't
help grunting, and moaning.  Not too loud, but the pillow muffled it, like
her muff.  It was so dark, under her skirt, and I couldn't smell anything
but her.  How hot and wet she was for me.

   Just for me.

   I don't know, if she wants too.  It's gross, it might be too gross.  But
if she wants to, I'd love to.  I want her, to fuck me, just like this.  If
she wants to.  If she can get a strapon, or if not.  That's fine, she can
use her fingers, if she wants to.  I can steal some gloves, a lot easier, I
have no idea where you even get a strapon, besides the ads in the back.

   Yeah, maybe we can order one, or get dad to do it.  I don't know, if i
can tell him.  It's pretty fucked up, and maybe he'll think it's gay, but
it'll be worth it.  Yeah, I'll ask him.  It's just like getting porn, I
just have to admit it.  It's embarrassing, but even that's kind of fun and
exciting too.  Just think about it, yeah.  Like all those girls watching,
and laughing.

   Oh yeah, tomorrow.  I forgot, cause it's Saturday now.  Since midnight,
i might want to get some sleep, since we have so much to do tomorrow, but I
can just imagine.  Like Chippendales, only instead of dancing, and
stripping.  Maybe we can do a show, god it would be so embarrassing!

   "HMHMHM!" Just nodding in the pillow.  Yeah, fuck me.  Bent over like
this, in front of all those girls.  Shit, but Astrid.  She'll want to be
there, and I don't want her to see me like this.  Or mom and dad, anyone
but them, but still.  That would be so awesome, if we could.  If she would
even want to, do this, much less in front of all those girls.  If it's not
too gross, but if she did.  Yeah, that would be great.

   Charlotte (f Lost...  Find m.)

   "Is Ty home?"

   "No, he's out with his sister."

   "Okay, they say where they're going?"

   "Check the theater, I think they said something about a show."

   "Okay," shoot!  I know what show they're talking about, and that's not
until 10.  Tonight, and it's not even 9:30 yet, in the morning, so all day.
So, I tried to think, they're going to be looking for, and talking to kids,
for the show.  So, somewhere there'll be a lot of kids, it's Saturday, so
they hang out at the parks, or the stores if they have any money.

   "Dangit!" I forgot to ask for more more rubbers.  And lube, but I don't
think I can ask his dad for that.  Just thinking about talking to him about
it, I feel all ashamed like I did last night.  "Huh!" So, maybe I can ask
him to ask them, and oh yeah.  She gave me some, so maybe he gave him some
too.  I'm way looser now, so maybe I can get one of those sponge thingies,
in there.  Now.

   "Huh!" Oh!  "Hey!" I saw, what's her name.  Uhm, "Ellen, right?" She was
there yesterday.  "You seen Astrid?"

   "Yeah, she said we're gonna all meet up at the library, after
dinnertime." It's not even lunchtime, but.

   "Oh, okay." That gives me an idea, I mean stories, right?  I read that
one, but, maybe they got more.  "Which one?"

   "The big public one, downtown?  Yeah, she said after dinner, but before
dark.  Or if you miss her, you can just go straight to the gym.  They
should be there then."

   "Okay, yeah." She ran off, "Thanks!" She waved back, but went back to
her friends.

   She's cool, she never called me slut just for having bigger boobs.

   So, no reason I can't go there early, and that means lots of time to
read.  It's not like the school library, so maybe they have some sex
stories.  Or books on sex, not like.  You know, Vaginas, and Uteruses, and
Penises.  But real sex stuff, like husband and wife, sex sex.  "Yeah," good
idea.

   They call her stupid, because she's really smart, and make fun of the
way she talks.  Just like they call me slut just cause I started first, and
all the boys lust after me instead of them.  There just jealous, but now I
got a boyfriend, and he's the best kind.  He'll do whatever I want, and I
got all day to think about that.  What all I want him to do.

   "Hey, Charlotte!"

   There he is!  I ran right into his arms, so he can pick me up, and spin
me around, then "Put me down."

   "Okay," so I can kiss him.  I feel his chest on my bra, and the straps
of his backpack.

   "What's this," I feel the straps with my fingers, and pull them out. 
It's not a school day.  "Um," I look around, biting my lip.  "Did your
dad," I leaned in, `give you any rubbers?'

   "Yeah!"

   "You bring them?"

   "Yeah."

   "Come on," now where to go.  "Let's go find somewhere..."

   I used up, the like half a bottle of KY too, but a small one, and I was
already feeling pretty wet.  So, maybe we won't need it, but I brought the
vibrator, and even some extra batteries.

   Yeah, I felt his butt.  We got all day, hours and hours to burn up all
those batteries, and rubbers.

   Tyr (fdom)

   So, I know lots of places.  Used to be to take a wiz, then jerk off, but
now.  "In here." I showed her.  The best place, nobody else knows, so we'll
never get caught.  "I know, what the other boys would think.  I told them,
I got a girlfriend now, and we're gonna do it.  Even that I got a blowjob,
and ate you out, but not about the other stuff.  Cause it's wimpy, and
sissy, but I like that.  Just thinking about you, making me your sissy
boy."

   "Yeah," she slapped my butt again.  "You're a bad boy, huh?" I nodded.
"Making me look for you all day.  Bend over.  Never make me Wait for you a
GAIN!"

   "I'm sorry."

   "You better be." She pulled on my shirt, "Sit down." It burned, but I
liked it.  "You dad spank you like that?"

   "No, they never spanked us, but he spanks my mom."

   "Really?'

   "Yeah, with a hairbrush."

   "He tell you that last night?"

   "No, but I heard them."

   "Well, what'd he say when your mom talked to me?"

   "Nothing, he asked me about you, and made me tell him what we're doing."

   "What did you tell him?"

   "Well, I told him about the BJ, and eating your pussy, but not the
spanking."

   "Well, why'd he tell you about spanking your mom?"

   "Well, I heard them.  Not just last night, they been doing it, well as
long as I remember.  Hearing them make love through the wall.  So, I asked
him about that after breakfast."

   "And he told you?"

   "Well, he said not to, he wants me to take it slow, and gentle with you,
so I don't hurt you."

   "Yeah, your mom told me he hurt her, on her honeymoon." She giggled,
"She didn't say she liked it!"

   "Me too." I was already hard, really really hard, "But I tried it last
night."

   "Spanking?"

   "Well, I tried that, but you know.  To warm up, like foreplay?"

   "To jerk off?"

   "No, I fingered myself."

   "You mean," she covered her mouth, "In the butt?"

   "Yeah, and I really liked it.  Even better than whacking off." I looked
down, "So I was wondering, if you wouldn't think it was too gross, if
maybe, you wanted to."

   "Buttfuck you?" I nodded, by now my face was real hot too, and my ears
burned.

   "Well," I heard a zipper, and looked up.  "Your mom gave me this." Just
her purse, but she pulled out a vibrator.  "Just to loosen up for you.  She
said it might take a while, to get ready for when we do it.  I'm not sure I
should, use it on you, though." She waved it around like a magic wand.  I
just followed it with my eyes, but my butthole.  I could feel it, I don't
usually feel my butthole, but now, it felt ready.  "Since I'm supposed to
use it, not you."

   "Oh," I grinned, "I won't tell her." I shook my head.  "I promise, it'll
be our little secret."

   "Well, okay." She smiled, "I guess I could, if you really wanted to."

   "Yeah," so bad, "I really do."

   "What."

   "I want you to."

   "Say it."

   "I want you to fuck me with it."

   "I don't know, I don't really believe you."

   "No, I really do.  I want it in my butt, so bad."

   "You'll have to convince me." She stood up, "Beg."

   "Please, oh please fuck me."

   "Suck it."

   "Mh!"

   "Yeah, get it good and wet, first.  Naughty little boy, honestly I don't
know why I should.  After you made me wait, all morning.  You want it too
much, don't you."

   "Mhm!"

   "So, I think I'll make you wait.  Until you're good and ready.  You
better please me first.  Pull down my panties."

   "Okay."

   "Yeah, you better earn it, you want it?" She held my head.  Right in
front of her, with her skirt bunched up, and her underpants full down.

   "Oh yeah."

   "No, not yet.  Smell it."

   "Snh!" Right in front of me, but she held it back.  Pushed my head back.


   "Get down, in the dirt, you filthy dog.  Yeah, crawl like a dog."

   "Uh!" My butt heated up again.

   "You don't deserve it, so sit, huh!  Sit up, in the corner.  Like the
bad little boy you are.  Don't touch it, sit on your hands.  You like
looking at it?"

   She covered herself, so I nodded.

   "Well, too bad.  Look down, nh!  You don't get to watch me.  Hh, look at
your lap, and think about leaving me, making me wait, and look for you all
morning.  Now you have to wait.  Hnh!" Then I hear it.  The vibrator, and I
risked a glance up between her legs.

   "Look down!" She pushed my head down.  "HhHhH!"

   BWRNRNRNR!

   "Huh!  I'm so hot and wet, I bet you can smell it."

   "Yeah."

   "Shut up!  Don't distract me."

   I just nodded, and waited.

   Charlotte (fdom)

   "Yearh!" I yawned, "After I stayed up, all night." I guess I overdid it.
"Getting ready for you, only for you to make me wait." I turned it off, it
wasn't getting me off, but I sure was horny now.

   "Get up, give me your hand," I helped him up, "Don't look at me," he
turned away, but he was so red!  For me, all this was for me, but he loved
it!  "So, let's see if you learned anything." I felt his nails.  "Huh!  I'm
going to have to cut these, first."

   "You cut your nails." He noticed.

   "Yeah," I pulled out the clippers, and nail file.  "So I don't scratch
myself up inside.  So, I guess if you're going to fuck me, I better do
yours."

   I felt down, and gripped the bottom, and twisted.  Hummmm!  Sat down, so
it pushed into my skirt.  "There, that should keep me hot and wet, until
I'm done fixing you." I clipped his long one first, and carefully filed off
the edge.  Just like I did mine, when I scratched myself by accident.

   "I love you."

   "Good.  Now shut up." I squirmed.  It's not as easy as I thought.  I
don't guess they really say, how long it takes in the stories.  Just I
fucked her until she screamed my name, and gushed.  Or whatever, but this
isn't that kind of story.

   "Yeahr!  Maybe we can go take a nap later, so we can stay up tonight. 
Did you sleep well?"

   He just nodded.

   "Good, so I can spend all day, wearing you out."

   He squirmed.

   "Hold still.  What's wrong, you so rested up, you getting blue balls?"

   "They kind of hurt."

   "Fine!" I rolled my eyes.  "Go ahead and jerk off then."

   I can finish his nails later, but I got 3 of them.  His longest, his
pinky, and the one in between.  "Not like you know how to finger me yet
anyway, but you'll learn." He got it out, and it was so hard, I could help
but grin.

   "Go on, take care of it, so it's not a distraction.  You want something
to look at?" I pulled off my shirt.  "There.  That's right, whack off."
God, my chest was burning, so I slipped the straps off my shoulders. 
"Hhuh! Yeah, beat off all over my tits!" They felt so awesome!  In my
hands, with his dick right in front of me, I could wait to feel it.

   Like Astrid said.  She loves cum, probably from all the porn she looked
at, and read.  All the money shots, she's dying to feel that, all over her,
and now I want to feel it too.  "Cum for me, hurry up, and cum on my tits,
now!"

   "Ngh!" I held them up, and got up so they were right under it. 
Squirting, and spurting on my chest, and neck, so hot, and slimy so it ran
down, and started dribbling for me to catch and rub all over my hot tits.

   "Huh!  Yeah!" Fuck yeah it feels good.

   "Huh!  Huh!"

   "Feel better?" He nodded.

   "Then sit down."

   I got up on my knees.  "Clean up this mess, use your hands too.  Just
like I huh!" Fuck it was hot, his hands, and his mouth all over my burning
hot tits, but that means I don't need my hands to hold them any more.  I
can plunge the Vibrator in and out of me, pull it out, and run it hard
between my aching lips until it buzzes right on my clit.

   "Huh!  Mn!  My niplh.  Ngh, such, suck my niple, yeah!" So close, and
closer, and closer.  "Hahhh, ahh, Fuck!" Yeah, "Don't stop, suck it, nh
suck it right off!" He sucked it so hard it felt like it would pop, until
my legs gave out, and I just dropped the toy.

   "Hhuhuhuh!" I just shook a minute.

   "Was that good?"

   "Ngh!" I just swallowed, and nodded, until I could catch my breath. 
"Now." I had to pull up on his shoulders, "Turn around, and bend over."

   He jumped at the chance, and pulled his pants down.

   SLAP!  "I didn't say to pull them down!" I rubbed it in, "But I guess
you're ready now?"

   "Oh god, yes.  Please, oh please fuck me now.  I want it, more than
anything.  I never wanted anything so much in my life."

   "Okay," I had to dig them out of his backpack, "Huh!  I guess you earned
it.  Let me get a rubber out, and put it on.  You don't want this in there,
with where it's been, anyway."

   "Yeah, I do, it's been in you."

   "Yeah, last.  But first it was in your mom!" I laughed.  "Relax." No
lube, but the rubber was a little greasy.  "It's like a muscle..."

   "Yeah," he nodded, "There's a muscle in there, I felt it."

   "Fingering yourself last night.  Shut up!  I don't have to hear your
wimpy little voice." He nodded.  "Did I say you could take your ass
cherry?" He shook his head.  "No, you didn't ask, you just took it from
me." I think the vibrations help it wiggle it's way in, but it was greasy
enough, so I just twisted it around until he relaxed.

   "OHHH!"

   "Shut Up!" I didn't even push it in.  So, I had to cover his mouth.

   "Mh!" He started shaking, "Ngh!" A little snot dribbled out on my
knuckles, like jizm, so I didn't mind.  "NghghH!" But finally it pushed
through.  "NGHHHHHH!" He nodded.  "NGH NGH NGH!" I fucked him, slowly at
first, then faster, and deeper, and harder as he started loosening up. 
"NGNGNGNGNGNH!" Until my hand got tired, the buzzing kind of made my thumb
go numb, so I switched hands.  "OAHHHH!  GAUHDH!" She slurped drool wetly,
"Nyeah!  Uh!  Fuck me, fuck my ass!" So, I turned it off with a twist, and
just let him have it.  Slapped some feeling back in my hand on his ass, but
he loved it.  Fucking him, and spanking him until I couldn't any more, so I
stopped.

   It was actually, pretty unbelievable how long he could take it, but he
loved every minute of it.  I even got to think, this isn't all for me.  Not
really, it was, but then I got off, and it really was all for him.  He
loves it, and I'm glad to give it to him, after I got mine, he earned it,
but I didn't even want to stop until he was satisfied.

   But, I don't think I can, satisfy him like that.  I tried, but he wore
me out.  I got bored with it, but finally I had to stop.  "Huhh!" He just
fell over.  In the dirt.  Curled up shivering, and panting, so I lay down
next to him.  We need to get a blanket, or something.  Unless we can do it
over at his house, I mean yeah his family is cool, but I don't know about
that cool, and besides, he doesn't want Astrid to see him.  Like this, and
the way she watched me, that first time I got off smelling his pillow.

   "Yeah," I just rubbed his arm, and his chest, and hip, and thigh, all
over his side, and felt his warm body against mine.  His butt in my hips,
and the tops of my legs.

   I guess I can understand that too.  I don't want her watching us either,
but other than that.  "That all right?" I kissed his ear.

   "HhuhH!" he nodded.  "Heah, that was incredible."

   "Good." I just kept feeling all over his side, "I enjoyed it too." I
have to think that it wasn't as much.  I really got off on it, and standing
over him, ordering him around, making him pleasure me?  Yeah, that was
great, but.  I think, I even feel a little jealous.  I mean, I'm pretty
sure it wasn't like that.  And yeah, I'm kind of proud of myself, on no
sleep, and just the second time I really tried it.  I did that, I gave him
that, and I'm happy for him.  I just can't help thinking, and wondering,
and feeling like, he got the better part of it.  "You think you can do that
to me?"

   He turned over on his back.

   "Maybe, let me catch my breath."

   "Yeah, I really need a nap too.  I don't even mean today." So, I can
kiss him.  "But maybe, if you think you could." I sighed, "I think I might
like to try that."

   "Anal?" I closed my eyes, shook my head, then thought about it.  "I
don't know," he really seemed to enjoy it, "I mean.  But I ment, teasing me
like that, and maybe.  Spanking me like that?" I don't know.

   "I can try," he laughed.

   "How does it feel?"

   He closed his eyes, `indescribable.' Sighed.

   "Yeah, I think I might like to try that."

   "Okay," he got up, "Let's go get that nap first." Helped me up.

   "Yeahr, Hearh!  I really need it now."

   So, we got dressed, and he took me home...

   ;

   Tyr (mFM NS Talk)

   "Hh," She nodded right off, but I just held her, and smelled her hair
for a while.

   Then I heard them, talking next door.  So, I slipped my arm out, I
needed a shower too, but there door was open, so I saw them packing.

   "You going out?"

   "Just over night," a lot of clothes, but mom folded some silky thing
over her bag, full of underwear.  And other stuff, but I looked up.

   "Astrid's spending the night with some friends," he winked, "So you two
can have the house to yourselves." Well, they don't know about her show, so
I didn't tell them.

   "I'm going to the store first, so if you need anything." I looked down,
"Now's the time."

   "Well," I dug my toe into the carpet.  I don't want to say, but we don't
get what we want unless we ask.

   "What is it?"

   "Huh, you know how you let her borrow that." I can't say it.

   "Vibrator." Bluntly.

   "Yeah, um.  Well, she brought that back, and." Fucked me with it.  I'm
still a little sore.  "So, she was wondering."

   "Well," she patted my shoulder, "Go ahead and sit down.  You want to
talk to your father, alone?"

   I nodded.

   "I'll call you from the store." She got her purse, and went out.  I
waited until I got out the door, at least.  I felt the bed, from him
sitting down, and he patted my shoulder.

   "What is it, does she need a bigger toy?"

   "Oh no!" That was plenty big enough!  "Uh, if anything a smaller one,
but.  Huh.  She wants a st' You know.  Maybe something, to, wear it in."

   I can't look at him.

   "I'm sorry, son, but I have no idea what you're talking about.  So, I
know it's hard." No it isn't.  "But you're going to have to spit it out.

   "A strapon."

   He blinked.

   "For a dildo." I nodded.  "To fuck with."

   "Yeah."

   "So she's bisexual." He clapped my back, and grinned.

   "No, for me."

   He frowned, "You're not having trouble, getting it up?"

   "Oh, no.  Well, a little, when she used the vibrator, but then I got
hard again."

   "Hahaha!" I winced.  "She fucked you?"

   "Yeah." It felt really good.

   "Well, all right, sure son.  Um, you want a smaller one?"

   "No, that one's fine.  She just can't hold it, and me at the same time.
So, I figured if it was strapped on, she could use both hands."

   "You like it, up the ass?"

   I nodded.

   "Well, I can't say I tried that." he rubbed his beard, "Well, with your
mother."

   "DaAad!"

   "Sorry, son.  I hate to break it to you, but just between you and me."
He looked around, and leaned in to whisper.  `I've been having sex, with
your mother.'

   "Ngh!" She couldn't keep a straight face.  "Nhuhahaha!"

   "I'm proud of you." He got up, and laughing made it a bit less
embarassing.

   "Thanks dad."

   "Never thought I'd see the day where you tried something before me, but
tell me." He followed me out to the hall.  "Does it really feel good?"

   "Yeah," you can't imagine.

   "It didn't hurt?"

   "Not, when she did it.  It kind of aches now, but.  Huh!" I rolled my
eyes, "No, it feels good." Really very good, "I guess we just overdid it."
For the first time, I'm sure I'll loosen up.

   "Well, maybe I'll have your mom get 2!" He laughed, and patted my butt!

   I just shut the door quick.  And started the shower to warm up while I
got my clothes off.  Yeah, I was pretty tender.  Better let it heal first,
but then I remembered it was my turn next.  To do her, since she wanted to
try it now.  So, I better think that.  Instead of mom, and dad when I heard
the phone ring.  I just ignored that.

   When I got out, my sister was in her room, but I got dressed quietly to
let her sleep.  Then I went and looked around the house, but she came out
with some girl.  She tried to kiss her, but she pushed her out, and said
"See you tonight."

   "So," I raised my eyebrow.  "You want to talk about it?" Grinned.

   "Not really, but I'm not gay." She ment it, so I guess she just found
that out.  "Uh, what's that?" I just dropped the roll in my backpack.

   Hope it's strong enough.  "Thought we might need it tonight." I shrugged
it off, none of her bees' wax.

   "Yeah, and flashlights," she went to the bathroom.  "Tell your friends."

   "Oh, right." Better go see the guys, soon.  I heard the shower, but
maybe I can check in with Charlotte first.

   Charlotte (fm NS Cudd, Talk.)

   "Mh?" His arm slipping back under my head wiped my dreams away.  "Where
you been?" Shame, felt like some pretty good ones.

   I turned over, and scooted back against the wall.  So, he kissed me. 
"Just took a shower."

   "What time is it?"

   "Uh, about 3?  Still plenty of time for another round before we need to
meet the gang, but you feel rested up enough for tonight?"

   "Well," I shook my head, then snuggled my hair into his arm, and chest.
Kissed it.  "I was thinking," again, "Maybe we can skip the show."

   "Yeah, me too.  I just need to show up, and bring the guys, then I'll be
free after that." He kisses my head.  "Snh!" Smelled my hair.  "I wasn't
talking about that." Snuggled next to my head.  `But we have the house
tonight.'

   "Yeah?" I sat up.

   "Yeah, my folks are getting a room." he winced.

   "What?"

   "Nh, still a little tender."

   "Oh, sorry."

   "Oh no," Ooh look, boobs!  He rubbed me through the sheet.  "I loved it,
but.  I was thinking about what you said." Started feeling circles around
the side.

   "Mhm?"

   "So, I think I can."

   "Yeah?" I blinked, "What?" Shook my head.

   "Your turn," he grinned.

   I fell back, so he could bend down, and squeeze my chest.  Together
around his face, and his mouth.

   "Huh!"

   He didn't say, but I think.  I know what he means.  What I did to him. I
said it, and I ment it, but.  "Huh!  Yeah!" I guess I was ready for that.
To see.  What that.  Feels like.  "Huhh!" I just felt his damp clean hair,
and his hands, and his mouth, and his breath.

   `I better get a shower first.' "Srq!" My nipple fell out of his mouth.
"Astrid's using it."

   "Well, I should probably pick up some clothes, too." I ment, at my
house. "Check in with my folks, so they don't report me missing."

   "Yeah." I wish, we could just stay here, forever.  Starve to death in
eachother's arms.

   "My mom," especially, "She worries a lot."

   "Yeah, we should probably.  Meet up at the show?"

   I nodded.

   Then, I heard the door.

   "But not right away." I shook my head.  "You want to slip into something
more comfortable?" I felt down.

   "Like you?" He grinned, nodding.

   "Well, like a rubber." I'm not on the pill, yet.

   "Yeah." He got one out.

   I felt, "Nh, I'm not really ready yet." So, I rubbed it in.

   "It's okay," he went down.  "I'll smq," kissed my tummy, "see what I can
do," my belly button." about that.

   "Nhihihn!" He wiggled his tongue in there!  "Hahn!" Then, he touched me.

   Tyr (fm Cons)

   Well, I've seen enough girls diddling, and I guess lesbians too, for
that matter.  I'm raring to go, but she needs a little more priming?  Fine.
I can play lesbian, for a little.

   "Hhuhahah!"

   "What?  Nh!" I felt up between her lips, and she's a little damp, but
not really that wet yet.

   "Astrid, relax." I know, my creepy little sister.  She creeps me out a
little too.  "I think she just had her first sexual experience.

   "Anyone I know?"

   "You'll have to ask her." Not my closet, but I was down to her pubes, so
I rubbed them real good through my fingers.  "Snhh!" smelled her sweat, and
a little.  Well, stale, she didn't bathe since our first time, or second,
but we hadn't really.

   "I didn't recognise her."

   "I knew it!" She laughed.  So, I kissed her.  "Huh!" Licked right up the
middle.  "Huh!" Shook my head.  "She's not gay." So she said, "But I guess
she had to try it, to find out."

   "She watched me."

   "Mhm?" Mouth full of pubes, I just held them in my lips, between my
teeth, and nodded.

   "Huh!" She rubbed the sheet over my hair.  "Yeah, that feels great." I
felt down again, a little more moisture, so I slipped it up with my spit,
and "Nh!" She bumped my face.  "Huh!"

   "Play with yourself?"

   Can't really see what I'm doing, not that i really have to.  It's like
her skirt, I guess.  I'm starting to learn my way around

   "Yeah!" LP!  "Hah!" She humped again, so I felt up her hips, and held
them.  "Fuck me."

   "You're ready?"

   "Yeah," she pulled at my shoulders, "Get up here, and fuck me now."

   "Okay."

   "No," she pushed me over, "Turn over." Against the wall, she slipped out
from under the covers, so I could lay back.  And get on top, cowgirl, which
is fine with me.  I can see her better this way, and her boobs shake,
instead of going flat on her back.  I'm sure she'll grow more, especially
when she's old enough to get pregnant.

   "Huh!" She stopped.

   "What?"

   I felt up her legs.  "You're gonna be a beautiful wife."

   "Oh!  Hihihn!" She squirmed when I tried to coax her closer.  "That
tickles!" Sitting flat on the rubber, it kind of hurt, and I really liked
it.  Crushing me, so i can feel her bone, and I remember how she ran the
vibe up and down the middle.  Sneeking peeks, when I wasn't supposed to. 
Part of the game, I wasn't supposed to look, so I did.  To make her yell at
me as much as anything, I'm really starting to understand that game, but
I'm glad we're doing this.  The infamous it, just fucking before I have to
try to do it to her.

   Tease her, please her, do everything so it's all about her, the way it
was all about me before.  I get that now, you'd think it was about the. 
Well shit, top?  The one who does it all, holds you down, and says
everything so you just have to kneel there, at their feet, and do their
bidding.  I don't know if I can do that, but I sure can try.  It's probably
just like with the porn.  For instance, take that bottom girl out of the
strapon picture, and imagine myself in her place.

   Editing, really.  So, "Ready?" She pushed up on her legs.  So, I could
stand it up, and I have to concentrate on aiming a second.  I can see it,
but she can feel it, and move her hips.  I can't really, through the
rubber, but she nods, and closes her eyes.  Concentrating, but then I feel
her.  Even through the wet rubber, she's warm, and soft, and tight, my head
squishing, and she settles down slowly with a sigh.

   "Hhhhhh!" Pushing my chest down, with all her weight, then her ass,
settling on my lap.

   "You okay?" She looks down, smiles, and nods.

   "Hh!" Her hips move, a little.  Not up, and down, but I've seen that
before, too.  In a movie.  Didn't occur to me that it would, swing me in
her?  So, the rubber slipped, a little up in front, and down in back, then
the opposite, when she rocked her hips back.  "Uh, huh!" She slowly bent
down, and that felt incredible!  Felt down my arms, then picked them up,
and ran them back up her sides, her chest.  I gripped them.

   "Better, huh.  Huuuhh!" She pushed up, slipping out about halfway before
she sank back down.  "UH!" She shook, which shook her boobs in my hands. 
"Fuh!" She tried again, but each half stroke, i think it made her knees
weak, so she fell back down, fucking me into her.  "uH!  Fugh!" She bit her
lip.  "Nh!" Too far, I feel out.  "Hh!" She let go, to finger herself fast.
"No, don't let go."

   So, I kept squeezing her tits, but she picked me up again, and spread
herself open, to slip back down me again.  A little looser, but she did it.
She was doing it again, fucking me, and that was great.  I almost came too
soon, thinking about her pregnant.  With my child, my wife, when we're
older, and ready, but now i want her to, more than anything.  I just need
to hold on, but I'm not even thinking about blowing it.

   Not yet, i can outlast her, hold off until she gets it.  Her orgasm,
first.  This slow fucking, love making.  She made love to me, but as
slowly, and gently as we can, so i don't blow it.  That's all I have to do,
hold on, but, "God, I love you so much."

   "Hh!" She settled down.  Again, then tried the rocking swinging, again.
Let go, so I could feel her hips.  And god, her legs!  I guess it was like
my ass, in her hands, when she felt me up.  "Yeah!" I get that now!

   "Hah!" He fell down, on top of me, almost crushed my hands, so I had to
pull my thumbs out.  But then I could feel around, her ass, flexing, and
yeah.  I love her boobs, rubbing on my chest, but this.  "Huh huh huh huh!"
Panting hard, and loud in my ear.  "Heah, yeah, huh uh!"

   It was so beautiful, just so lovely, i couldn't hold back.  "Uh! 
Huhhhhh!" Sorry, I tried.

   "Huh huh huh!" She just kept fucking, didn't even notice?  I thought, a
girl could feel that?  Maybe she just didn't know, what that twitching was,
but i definitely.  The few stories written by women said they could, even
feel the sperm splashing inside, when it was unprotected, or maybe she was
just so full of passion she didn't.  I suppose the most likely explanation
is they lied.  Guys do that, lie about sex, why I suppose they even write
stories as women, feeling their big throbbing member, bust deep inside
them, but even after i was done, I tried to keep it up as long as possible.


   I did, for a while, so she could keep fucking, even a little faster, but
not long enough.

   "Huh!" I slipped out, and she felt down.  "What's wrong?"

   "I'm sorry."

   "You got off?"

   "Yeah."

   "Well, then that's okay." She smiled.

   "Yeah?"

   "Mhm?" She nodded.  "Here," she took my hand, "You can finish me off."

   She turned, on her side, so I got up.

   She lay back, smiling up at me, "So beautiful." Always, but just then,
lit up like that, on my bed, I just wanted to give her all the pleasure I
could.

   "Huh, 2.  No three.  I think I can take 3.  No," she felt out my hand,
and pushed my pointer out, "These 3."

   "Right," the 3 she cut.  "Okay." "Hnh!"

   "You okay?"

   "No, not yet.  Fuck me, damn it!  Nh, yeah, harder.  Faster!"

   Splplplpl!  She was so wet, it splashed out a little.

   "Hhn!" She grabbed my wrish, "HhHNH!" Jerked it, up, and down too, so my
knuckles bumped in the bottom.  "NHNHNHNHeah heah heaheaheaheah!" So fast,
faster than i ever saw anyone fuck before.  "AHUHUHUAHAAHAAAHAAAAAHHHHH!"
She relaxed.  Finally.  `hhhhhhhhhh!'

   I think she held her breath, but out.  All of her breath out, and her
tummy rippled, trying to suck in air, but incapable of it.  `huH?" Gasping,
`huH!" Or trying, `hUHH!  AIEHN!" She nodded, and pushed my hand out.  Fell
over, just hugging her legs, curling up like a baby, gasping, and panting,
but the most beautiful expression of pleasure on her face i ever saw in my
life.  "Huh huh huh huh!" Panting loud until her shaking slowly dies down
to shuddering, and finally shivers.

   "Wow!"

   "Ngh!" she nodded, "Yeah!"

   Tyr's Day

   So, "Yeah!"

   That was.

   "Exilerating?"

   Got to go meet the guys, but I don't have a ride this time, and I've got
the bookbag.

   But Muscle.  Didn't she say something about muscle?

   Feel my belly, it's not fat, yet.

   "Yah," I can probably jog it.

   Muscly ones?

   "Huh!"

   She said muscley.

   "Right," I get that.

   Real fucking exilerating.

   "Nope!" Catch my breath.

   "KHWEH!" Stop.

   "Hey man."

   "Yeah."

   "Can I get a drag on that?"

   He looks at it, "I'd rather just bum you one." he patted his pocket.

   "Thanks." Switched hands.

   Marlboro Light 100s.

   "Huh!  Got a light?"

   "You live around here," he handed me his short.

   Don't inhale.  "Nah." Cup it.  "Just visiting my girlfriend."

   "Yeah?  Who you going out with?"

   "Who you going out with?"

   "Your mom."

   So, that'll work for incentive.  Made it around the corner, stopped. 
Bup puB!  Turned around, and flicked the cigarette.

   He ducked, but I got around it, "Huh, huh!"

   Looked back, and one of his friends ran into him.

   Private party,

   Not Invited.

   "Hahah!"

   Most of them tried to make the turn.  The wrong way, "There!"

   Look back, still haven't starting to chase me yet, most of them.  I can
see the corner, lean down, and book it.

   Yeah, we had a Feild day.  Wasn't the fastest on the track.

   This ain't a track.

   Look back, they haven't made the corner yet, but cutting across the
street.

   "Nope!" check the sidewalk, drop the next step most of the way across
it, and turn.  Almost slid in the dirt, but then the gravel ran out, and I
caught the tread in some weeds, or something.

   What's that one, you run back, and forth between the lines?

   I don't know, but it's concrete under the street.  I jumped down before
the sand, and got good grip, before I took off, under the street.

   "Huh, huh!" Not that fast, but half a crawl, there's some sand up the
side diagonal I can get up pretyy quietly.

   'huH!  Hhhuhhhh!" Try to breathe deep, don't fucking caugh, can't hear
them yet, or deside which way I'm running.

   Hopefully most of them'll go.

   pab baP.

   Try to hold your breath.

   "HuhhHHHHHHH!  Hhhhh'

   'hhuHH?"

   Kept running.

   "Dumfucks," no way I could make that next corner that fast, 'huH!  HuH!"

   Get up, and jog out,

   "Huhp!" up to the sand-bar, and the washed ouy side, try to listen
between my footsteps, but they're louder up to the end of the board fence
to the gate of the chain-link one.

   KSH!  Locked, but none of the ends sticking up on the gate.

   "QuoghH"

   Jog across the yard, but by the time I get across the lawn I should be.

   "ROUGH ROUGH ROUGH!"

   Dog, not real big, but loud, so book it to the fence.

   Not locked, but a bitch to get the U latch up, and through it quietly.

   I can hear some yells, between barks, but I'm in a side-yard, either way
they go 4 houses between them, and the ditch'd really slow them down.

   "Ditched them," and not far up the same street, where I spotted them in,
at least one of their yards.  Smokers, that probably doesn't help.  "Huh!"
In My own neighborhood?  "Gone!" But I don't need that jog now.  I can
probably walk it from here.

   Charlotte (F Solo Fant NS)

   "Mmh!" Hug his pillow, "SNHHHHH!  Huh!" Take a real breath.

   Okay, they're right about one thing.  Sex is awesome!

   Oh yeah, and Astrid.  He really does know a lot about it!

   "Good one!"

   As long as we can fuck eachother like that.

   He said "Wife."

   Well, he said something about I'd make a great one, but.

   "Yeah." Fine, just keep fucking me like that.

   "I'll even throw in a couple kids." Or one, maybe 3.  At least one of
each, so that's two.  Or more, math isn't really what I want to think
about.

   Grabbed a bag on the way out, didn't look like books, but.

   "Huh!"

   Okay, he said it was my turn next.  Last time I fucked the shit out of
him, but now.

   What's he got in the bag?

   Okay, I can try and guess, but what does he really need?

   What would he think to bring, maybe some rope, or.

   "No," he can't get a whip.  "Probably not."

   "Psychoslut."

   "Uh!" Lindsey.  Um.  Flip, flip.  "Bargain Fashinista?"

   "What, still don't have a boyfreind?" point up and down, "Here's a tip,
those clash!"

   "Well, who's your boyfriend?"

   "Tyr, Wotanson Lassiter." Looked it up!  Wanna see the rune?  It means
God.  His name means God, good thing he's got both hands.  Maybe get him a
silver one, call him Nuada, he's not even a demi-god yet, but I hope he
ain't done.

   Not a lot of muscle, and could stand a little fat, but I like what I
feel underneath, and he's 14!  I'm only 13, but I got an early start, and
my docter says I might ron out of puberty some time this year, but I have
enough, for my size.

   The problem is I grew out, not up like.  "Uh," try to think.  That
beanpole Brittany.  She grew up, not out, so she looks like a stringbean,
but that means she gets to wear all those Model clothes that are desinged
for them.

   No, that's all right, I'll peice it together from parts.

   Jeans skirt, teeshirt, bra and panties, gonna need a change on those
when I get home, but this works.  Blue, and Gold, ish.  "Uh," hold it out.
Orangeish, burnt gold, is that a Crayola 64 color?  "Idafuckinknow," It
works, but it's pretty pitty, and sweaty, so what's the next best thing. 
It's like a show, dress code wasn't mentined, but we're talking a male
strip-club.  I asked my mom about it, "Chippendales," just like the
furniture, not the afterschool cartoon.

   To turn way up, on the couch downstairs, while everyone's asleep, and
his whole family is out.

   We have the whole house, his whole house, so where?  Down in the den,
his folks locked their bedroom door, so that whole, collection?

   No, just a hairbrush, some sex-toys, probably some fantastic underwear
that will never fit me in a million years, 2 kinds of birth control,
multiple bottles of lube, and probably a case of rubbers.

   Horde?  "Yeah," I think that's a hoard.  All right, cool parents!

   People fuck, they get that.  Respect privacy, "Hey, can I buy a couple
cigarettes?"

   Zip!

   "I think I got a dollar."

   "How old are you, kid?"

   "How old are you, man?  Is that a no?"

   "Yeah, that's a no."

   Didn't call me slut.

   "Ha!"

   Yeah, I don't even smoke, I don't think I ever had half of one, but I
just had sex!

   My dad's got some anyway.  What the fuck, but I want to tell everyone,
celibrate!

   Yeah, they'll just call me slut, but it's just 1.  Boy, and he's just as
slutty as me.  Okay, he's not fucking, a whole bunch of girls, "Well."

   OMG, if this is just a 1 night stand, well.  He's doing pretty good so
far.  Honestly.  I mean, if I get one more lay like that out of him, this
month.  He said fucking "Wife?" I don't know about that.  I did just get
the hell fucked out of me, or into me, or whatever that was, but.  "Yeah."

   Actually, satisfied.  Am I satisfied?  "Yeah." I am, actually, aren't I?
I mean yeah, if he wants to go another round, I'll dive right on the bed,
but what is he thinking right now.

   "What's in the bag?"

   Tyr (Cm/cf Tape Cons.  Drug.)

   So, yeah.  I'm ready.  Show up at the gym before dark, if I hook up with
My Girlfriend before dark, then maybe I can

   "You smoke?"

   He lit up right when we made it to the trees.  "Just when we're getting
high!" His boyfriend pulled out a joint, and used the cigarette to light
it.

   "Can I see that fag?"

   "Nkh!"

   "First.  Yeah, thanks."

   He took another half toke, and passed it.

   I'm not a stoner, I know stoners.  Not naming any names, but not the
first time I smoked.

   They talked, a lot, kicking it on some log, I pretty much tuned them
out.

   And thought a lot of stuff, I don't remember at all.  The packpack's
heavy, so at some point I put it down, and sit up.

   "Come on," he helps me up, and we keep walking.

   "Uh!" yeah!  'was ready.' Probably a bad idea, taking that 3rd pass. 
"Good stuff, hahahAhHuh!" Coughed.

   Walked across the soccer field.  Hand in hand, go ahead, and try it.  My
school, and anyone that knows about this isn't gonna yell faggot, and run
from the 3 of us, "Flashlights," was a good idea, forgot to even mention
them.

   "Hey!" She ran out.  No, they're with me, I'm with her, we're all cool.

   "You gonna stay and watch the show?"

   "Nah, we might be back," yeah, she took credit for the Rules, I'll let
her have them.  Whatever.  Couple handfulls of ass, she's not that heavy,
and she kicks delightely, deliciously flexing in both hands.  Don't know
why I waited so long to get one, picked a winner.

   Not laying any odds on her being a virgin.  I felt her hymen, had to
look it up, still there with my fingers.  Fine, but having gone through all
that unbroken, I'm not putting any money on never been with a guy before.

   I think I actually feel more muscle in my legs.  Mostly, she likes
muscle, don't skip leg day, I'm gonna fuck her.

   Tonight, got a little work in for that.

   Shake my head, if I can pull it off.  Stoned, no I can do this.

   "Miss me?"

   "Not yet."

   Set her down, still kissing me.

   What're those?  She poited down at my legs, toward the foot ends of
them.

   "Don't you have a show to run?"

   "Yeah, come-on, guys."

   "Where we going?"

   "It's a surprise." I led her off.

   "What's with the leg-weights?"

   "Been working out." In shorts.

   "Hihn!" She nodded, "I see that!"

   Yeah, now!  "What's in the bag?"

   "What's in you'rs?"

   "Rochambeaux?"

   "What's that?"

   "Rock-paper-scissors?"

   "All right."

   "Ro, cham, beaux."

   "Rock." Bashed my scissors.

   "Okay, you pick."

   "What?" Great smile.

   "Which bag we get in first."

   "You're on!"

   "So which one?"

   "I'm thinking, what you're thingking, and what I'm thinking, but I'm
still thinking."

   Should've won that one.

   "Any hints?"

   "Any more?" I shook my head.

   "Where we going?"

   "Depends."

   "Okay, you pick the place, and I'll open my bag."

   "You're on."

   "D'you bring that roll of tape?"

   "Yeah."

   "But it's in your bag."

   "Yeah, but can I use it?"

   "You can try."

   "Oh yeah?"

   "Yeah," I fished it out.

   "We going back to your place?"

   "Yeah."

   "I changed my mind." She pulled my hand, "Let's do your bag."

   In a corner, not gonna say which one, cinder-block walls, and a good
feild of grass out to trees.  Also, if anyone comes bye, we can see them.

   Okay, button-up sleeveless, blouse?  Help me out here, not up on my
girl's fashion, missed all those talks in the girl's rooms.  If it were
longer, we'd be talking a sun-dress, but a top for the blue jeans skirt,
with pockets she wore all day.  Changed her top, and underwear, as it
turned out.

   "Nice spot, wanna watch the sunset first?"

   "Yeah." Should've grabbed a chair, not running back for one, yet.

   So, picked a wall, the right one, turned around, and backed into it. 
Scooted down, and pulled off the weights.  Ripped out the velcro, and
scooted back up.  "Put these on."

   Don't need the bag, just yet.  I can sit on it.  "Give me your hands."

   "No, on you.  Want help with them?"

   "Okay, so." She turned around, and figured it out.  Just brought a
purse, another one, matched her skirt.  "This like bondage?"

   "Light bondage, depending how you look at it.  You can move."

   "Yeah, but they're heavy."

   "Yeah, you could put on a little muscle, too."

   "Uh!" she turned around.

   "While you're still young." I laughed.  "If you're going to slap me, try
not to break your wrist."

   "Uh!"

   "Go ahead," I waved, "Watch the sunset." I can wait, "It's a nice
sunset."

   "You smoke?"

   "Not much.  I'm high."

   "You smoke weed?"

   "Not much, figured it was a special occasion."

   "I'm gonna take these off."

   "No." I held her wrists.  "Get comfortable, watch the sunset."

   "Uh!  But they're uncomfortable."

   "You can take it."

   "Yeah, but they're pissing me off."

   "Just get used to them." I kissed her neck.  Felt under her arms, and up
her sides.

   "Well, a little foreplay."

   'a little more.'

   'huh!' she nodded.

   "Snh!" Her hair.

   "Unscented shampoo?"

   "Just wrinsed it." She shook her head, but I just nuzzled some of it
around her neck, with my cheek, then turned, and went back the other way.

   She started warming up, so I felt out to her elbows, and pulled them
back.  Off her knees, with her legs up like that.

   Panty-shot out an AU, by the way.  Helios flashing her, or.  IDK, Ra? 
Yeah, you watching?  Go on down, now.  See you tomorrow.

   "You gonna use the tape?"

   "Yeah," I was thinking about it, but right now, I'm just letting her
hands go.  "A little." Right back up my thighs.  She never really felt them
before, but I picked my toes up, and lifted my heels a little.

   "ShghK!" She snorted!  In a little grunt, so I let them back down.

   "You shaved your legs?" She felt.

   "Taped them, just the calfs." Shins, tops of my feet, pretty much from
the knee down.

   "You, taped them?"

   "Yeah, like wax, but I pulled them out with tape." Mostly.  She felt
them.  Had to practice on something, hard to do on my forearms, with my
hands.

   "They feel great."

   "Yeah." They do.

   "You have any cigarettes?"

   "Nah." Didn't smoke a whole one, "You?"

   "Yeah, a couple, wanna save one?"

   "Yeah." I fished out my lighter.

   "Huh!"

   "Wanna finish this cigarette?"

   "Yeah."

   Took a drag.  Carefull of her hair, I pulled it over, and turned back.
Held it out.  "Huh!  It's like excercise, but you don't have to really do
it.  Just where them while we do it." Rubbed her biceps.  "Biceps,"
checked, but I guessed right.  "For pulling, or lifting in front of you."
Bare arms, little whispy ones I barely brushed out to the cuffs, then felt
back to the side of her elbow.  She put the other one back down.  On her
knee, but handed me the cigarette.  'you feel weak?' Take a drag.  She held
them up, I assume to look at them.  "Get stronger." Blew the rest out. 
"You can finish that, or put it out whenever you wanna get started."

   She took a drag, and leaned down to put it out.  Not even half of it. 
Not as stoned, but sober enough, I think I can pull it off.

   "I'm ready, I guess."

   "Good, stand up." I used the wall, and reached up to her.  "Give me a
hand."

   "Uh!"

   "I'm losing weight," dusted off the seat of my cargo shorts.  "Get
stronger."

   I pulled my sleeve up, showed her my bicep.

   "Ooh, you have been working out." She rubbed it, in both hands.

   "A little." Shrugged.  Tried it, all of this, but not in any hurry to
show her yet.  "Turn around." I backed her into the corner, but the biceps.

   "They feel really heavy."

   "They're gonna feel heavier," and I'm stronger then her.  But I thought
about it, and she needs more biceps, to start.  And, let's see how she
likes it before she gets into real Bondage.  If she does freak out and hit
me, it's gonna hurt, and might injure her worse.

   Pulled out the button on her skirt.  "Undo your top." Whatever you call
it.  Backwards, too, but I'm turned around, and she's used to it.  "Mind if
I talk nerdy to you?"

   "Nhnh?" She blinks, and shakes her head.

   "The Victorians.  A lady's buttons are backwards for your servants to
dress you." All about her.

   "Huh, oh." Lemon yellow, set off her blue eyes reflecting twilight, but
if they come around that corner, they're gonna see that light over the
other one, and if they come from that side, they'll probably be half blind
from walking up to it, and it's only getting darker.  The zipper pulls
itself, working it down her hips, "Spread your legs." I had to bend a
little, pulling her yellow undies down, and fished the roll out of my cargo
pocket with the other hand.

   Left the bookbag on the ground.  "Good, you didn't shave."

   "You like my pubes?"

   Srch!  1" blue masking tape.

   "Let's see what we can do with it before we decide to cut it." Shaved
her legs, though.  Felt for some stubble I felt earlier.  Inside her
thighs, too, but remarcably smooth all around.

   "Shaved my legs, though."

   "Hold still." Stuck the point I trimmed carefully, and slicked it right
up over her navel.

   "What's this, hehaHAH!" She squirmed, and even tried to pick a leg up,
"oW!"

   "Doesn't hurt too much?" Maybe some light pain, too.  The book I checked
out, and skimmed some parts of said try it on yourself first, start light,
and build really slow.  Paraphrasing here, but her midriff, even her
diaghpram pulled it, and I felt the rest of the way up to her bra.

   "Nhihuh!  Oh, wow!" She put her head back, "huh!"

   "Right?" I nodded.  "Relax, just let them hang."

   "HuhHhH!" Try this, at home.  With pubes, I thought it might work even
better on her.

   Then I kissed her.

   "HhHhM!" She bit her lip.  I ran my knuckles down the strip of tape, to
the pointed top, and twisted my hand to run my fingertips back her lips. 
"Labia," it means lips.

   "SnhHhH!"

   "Relax.  Breathe." I'd dig around in the bag later, but for now, I
licked my fingertips, and felt back up the strip of tape, between my
seccond and third knuckles.

   "HhHhH!" I hope I never get sick or that sound.  "SnHhH!" Or that one.
Her mouth wide open, lick the tip of my tongue down the middle of her's.

   "Relax."

   She nodded.

   I'm not even touching my pants until I get her off.

   But I take my time, we got all night,

   And this is all about her.

   "Hhhhhhh!"

   /
   {2BC...}