BACK TO SCHOOL
By Apollon

Two siblings are excited to get back to in-person school. They have been cooped up doing virtual classes since the outbreak of the virus. But their mom imposes some rules. bg inc

The kids were excited. They’d been cooped up in the house, keeping to their rooms most of the time and doing virtual school even doing a couple of classes over the summer. Now they were going to get to go back to regular classes, but only two days a week and in split sessions. The rest of the time would be by computer like they did in the spring. Tessa would be in the sixth grade and Tommy would be in fifth. They each had their own laptops so they didn’t have to share. Tessa was happy about that as there were a few pictures she and her friends had shared on line she didn’t want her brother to see.

They wolfed down cereal, grabbed their back packs, and were ready to leave when their mom sat them down before herding them into the car. “Now I’m not real excited about you guys going back,” she said. “The school had assured us that you’ll be safe and you’ll need to wear masks.” She had provided them. The kids listened attentively. Their mom was a medical professional, worked in a doctor’s office, and knew a lot about the virus. Her office had just reopened. “So, keep your distance, wash your hands a lot, and when you get home, undress and take showers. Put your clothes in the hamper and put on clean things afterward.”

They nodded their agreement at the instructions and they were hustled off to school. It was great seeing friends again in person even with the masks. Riding the bus home was a little weird. Every other seat was blocked off and there were far fewer kids than there had been in the spring. They got home before one in the afternoon; their mom would not be home until after 5:30; their dad was not in the picture and hadn’t been for several years.

“I get dubs on the shower first,’ Tommy announced, hoping for the first crack at the hot water in the bathroom he shared with his sister. He trudged into his room pulling clothes off, grabbed the towel he had used that morning, wrapped it around himself, and headed to the bathroom. When he paused to fling his clothes in the hamper, he noticed his sister’s clothes from school already in it, including the little padded bra and pink panties. He knew his sister had jumped in ahead of him.

The door to the bathroom had been left open a crack and he pushed it open the rest of the way and marched in. Tessa was standing by the shower curtain, a towel around her, adjusting the water. “Hey, I dubbed first in the shower,” he said.

“You were, too slow,” his sister responded, “And besides you take too long and use all the hot water. I probably know what you do in the shower,” she added. She had seen her little brother play with it under his shorts when they watched tv and assumed why he took such long showers.

He had been taking advantage of the shower to beat off. It seemed like every time he got in, he was hard and in bed at night wasn’t enough. He felt himself flush that his sister might know what he did and why he took so long. She bent over to fiddle with the faucet and pull the stopper on the faucet for the shower. Her towel slipped open a ways and Tommy got a good look at his sister’s naked butt. He had glimpsed it a few times, as she had his, when they came and went from the shower. They weren’t particularly modest with each other, lounging sometimes in their underwear watching tv, but hadn’t been completely naked with each other for a couple of years when they had last bathed together.

Tommy felt his little pecker lurch when he realized his sister was completely naked under the towel. He wasn’t sure why; she was just his sister. But it had been happening a lot lately. Several of his friends had admitted to the same problem and a couple had even shown off their stiffies in the boys’ room.

“But I called, ‘first” in the shower. It’s not fair,” he said, and grabbed at his sister giving her a little push away from the faucets. She giggled and pushed back.

As one might expect, a little brother/sister shoving match ensued and with little to grab onto Tommy pulled at his sister’s towel. It came down baring her chest and her budding little mounds. Tommy stared and she let him look. “Umm you’re growing…I mean…you’ve got boobs,” he stammered, looking at the lemon-sized swells on Tessa’s chest and the dime-sized, pointed nipples.

“Well, I am twelve, dummy,” she said, not in any hurry to cover them up. “Some girls in my class are bigger, I mean, they’ve grown them over the summer.” She glanced down at the little tent in her brother’s towel. “I bet you’ve grown, too,” she said, and before he could react, she jerked his towel away and tossed it aside. His little four-inch pecker was standing up proudly.

Tommy didn’t know whether to try to cover himself or just stand there. “I’ll get you,” he said, menacingly and pulled at his sister’s towel. She was just standing there looking at his stiff penis, holding the towel loosely when she felt it jerked away. Her first instinct was to cover herself but she was frozen, almost wanting her brother to look at her newly developing body. They stood there for a couple of minutes looking at each other’s nakedness. They had seen each other naked before, but not completely for a couple of years.

Tommy had already had a good look at his sister’s budding tits. Now as his eyes dropped, he could see dark little hairs sparsely scattered over her mound. It had been completely hairless when he had seen it before and was just a little slit.

Tessa always thought it was cute when her brother’s little penis would get stiff and stand out. She had seen it before, but it had grown and was much bigger now. And the little sack that it seemed to grow from was bigger. She had seen him play with it lately under his shorts and pajamas and wondered if it had changed from when she had seen it before. Now she had a chance to see it a little closer.

“Well mom said to take our school clothes off and since we’re both naked,” Tessa said, “We might as well share the shower.” Tommy looked up at his smiling sister and they both stepped into the tub. She pulled the knob sending water to the shower head and stood up, stepping back to avoid the first spray and brushing against her naked brother. She turned and grinned at him. “We used to do this all the time,” she said, “Share a tub, I mean.”

“Yeah, but we were just little then; I think you were ten and I was nine when mom walked in on us that day then made us quit taking baths together,” the boy said. Quietly they rubbed a little soap on their hands and without any comment began to wash over each other’s shoulders. Tommy’s hand dropped over his sister’s new breasts but she didn’t protest, instead she smiled proudly at her brother’s hands on her new growth. “Do you remember what you were doing when mom came in?” Tommy asked.

“Umm hmm,” she nodded, “Something like this,” she said, and let her hand fall down Tommy’s front, past his navel and curled her fingers around his stiff unit. She slowly let her soapy hand move up and down his slim shaft. “You were sticking out and I was doing this,” she said.

He nodded, recalling the feel of his sister’s hand that he had duplicated with his own many times. “But you didn’t stop; just kept doing it with mom watching,” the boy said. “Then she made us get out of the bath and wouldn’t let us bathe together after that,” he added.

“Yeah, and she gave me the little talk after that,” she said. “She told me all about boys and why they get hard and stuff, and then we had that class in school, but it didn’t tell us much. Most of us knew about that stuff before,” she said, still tugging on her brother’s penis. “And you do this for yourself,” she added, “And my friend says her brother does it all the time.”

“They have a class for boys in fifth grade,” Tommy mused. “They say it’s normal for boys to get hard and do this, but kids say it doesn’t tell much about girls.” He paused a little. “And it wasn’t fair back then,” he said, “You got to feel me but I never got to feel you.”

“Well, you can now,” she said. The boy grinned and let his hand slide down his sister’s front until his fingers felt the wispy little hairs at the top of her mound. Then he extended his middle finger and probed her slit feeling a little bump at the top. The girl winced slightly and let her legs spread a little wider. Tommy probed some more then let his finger slide back up over the little bump. Tessa wiggled again.

They continued their shower letting their soapy hands roam over each other with the pretext of washing. “Why don’t we get out and we can do this some more?” she suggested, after a few minutes. Tommy nodded, anxious to explore what he and his friends had talked about. They rinsed quickly, stepped out of the tub and shower and grabbed towels. “Let’s go in your room,” Tessa suggested and they dried off as they trudged to Tommy’s room. They climbed up on his bed and Tessa said, “Let’s see, where were we?” They reached between each other’s legs and began to explore.

“Too bad mom won’t let us take baths together anymore,” Tommy observed, rubbing over his sister’s naked torso.

“But mom’s not here now,” Tessa said, “We can do what we want.” She smiled slyly at her brother. One friend at school who had two brothers, one older and one younger, had told her about seeing them naked a lot and some of the things they had done. It had made her curious about her own brother.

Tommy rubbed over his sister’s mound then probed with his finger moving it up and down the moist little crevice. He found the little hole toward the bottom and slipped his finger in to the first knuckle. When he let his finger slide up over the little bump his sister giggled and said, “That tickles, do that some more.” She let her legs splay out wider and arched her hips to his hand. He moved his fingers a little faster and felt his sister shudder.

Tessa rolled over on one elbow massaging her brother’s little stick and cupping the little sack with the pecan-sized orbs in it. “These have gotten bigger,” she said, “That’s where the sperm comes from. My friend says when her brother does this it squirts out sometimes.” She curled her fingers around his slim shaft and began moving them up and down, jacking the boy off. She wondered if she could get her brother to squirt so she could see what her friend had seen.

Tommy lay back, enjoying the sensation of his sister’s hand, doing what he did for himself when it got hard. “I get a feeling like I have to pee sometimes,” he said, “But nothing comes out.”

“Maybe you aren’t old enough yet,” she said, continuing to move her fingers on her brother’s pre-teen penis. She was amazed at how hard it was but yet the skin was soft. It stood up stiffly bending back slightly toward his body and the little purple head poked out between her fingers. She ran her thumb over the little hole in the end, examined the scar where his foreskin had been removed, then closed her fingers again and moved them up and down even faster hoping to see something happen.

Tommy groaned, feeling the tingle in his loins that he got sometimes when he did this for himself. “It feels funny, like I have to pee,” he said. Then he gasped and arched his hips upward to his sister’s hand as spasms went through his body. “Ah, ah, ah,” he gasped, pushing up, then shuddering once again and letting his hips relax and drop back on the bed. “That felt really good,” he breathed.

her fingers.

“Did anything come out?” the boy asked, “It felt like something did. “No, it just twitched in my hand,” she said. “I think you had an orgasm.” She was proud of herself for remembering the word and causing her little brother to have one. Her friend had told her about her older brother getting them and she had read about them. She had even brought herself off a few times with her finger.

Tommy wilted and seemed to lose interest. Tessa was disappointed; she was ready to play some more but retreated to her room. She found an erotic story on the internet her friend had led her to and played with herself while she read it. The more she pressed and rubbed on the little dangle of flesh the better it felt. Her finger moved faster; the little bump that her friend called a clitty, got harder and then she felt it.

The next morning their mom got them up early like they were going to school, fed them breakfast, and instructed them to dress and act like it was a regular school day even though they were doing it virtually. They retreated to their rooms and were surprised how easily and quickly they navigated their virtual lessons. Start up for their virtual classes was easy.

They emerged around 12:30 from their rooms to have lunch. “I’m done with my school work,” Tessa said, “So, what do you want to do this afternoon?” Tessa asked her brother, noting the empty house.

“I don’t care what do you want to do?” he answered. Tommy was curious. His sister had never been interested in doing anything with him before. It had been fun yesterday. He wondered if they might do something again and felt his little weenie start to swell.

“We can have some fun like we did yesterday,” she said, a little smile on her face. “I have some pictures I’ll show you, but they’re secret and you can’t tell anyone you saw them.” His curiosity was piqued; he raised his eyebrows and nodded. “Let’s go in my room,” his sister said.

Tommy followed and Tessa grabbed her laptop. She started punching some keys and entering a password to an encrypted site. She turned the screen toward her brother. “Some of my friends got bored during the lockdown and wanted to show off that they’d grown over the summer,” she said. The picture was of a girl, around Tessa’s age. Her face wasn’t showing but she had pulled her shirt up displaying two budding breasts not much bigger than small lemons.

“Whoa,” Tommy exclaimed, bending to look closer. His sister moved to another screen. It was similar to the first only the little tits were more like cones and the nipples were pointed on the end. In the next screen the girl had her top clear off and was obviously more developed. He felt himself begin to swell in his shorts and he pressed against it with his wrist.

“Does seeing these make you horny?” his sister asked, noticing him press against the bulge in his shorts. Tommy nodded not moving his eyes from the pictures. She saw her chance to get her little brother naked again. “I’ve got some more, even better,’ she said, “But we have to take our clothes off like we did yesterday.”

Tommy gleaned that his sister just wanted to see his stiff weenie again, but he wasted little time tugging his clothes off looking forward to more pictures. Tessa grinned at how quickly her little brother got naked and how stiff his little weenie was. She laid the laptop down and slowly pulled off her own clothes. Tommy glanced from the picture on the laptop to his sister dropping his eyes to the wispy little hairs on her mound.

Tessa let her brother look at her for a few minutes. She puffed out her chest proudly displaying the newly formed mounds and reached for her brother’s pulsing penis. She chuckled a little as she wrapped her fingers around it. He desperately wanted to feel what he had felt the day before but was still intrigued by the pictures on Tessa’s lap top. “Let’s see some more of those pictures,” he said.

“Most of the girls in my class are still flat,” she said, picking up the laptop again. “But a few have really big tits and they like to flaunt ‘em,” she added, changing the screen. The next girl was completely nude, hiding her face and turning sideways keeping her crotch from view. She was in a pin-up pose and her body was more developed with tits that rivaled a much older girl. “This girl has a boyfriend in high school,” Tessa said, “She sent him this picture, and I think she does it with him.” Tommy was pretty sure what “it” was and wanted her to expand on her last statement, but his sister advanced the screen showing more of the girl’s body including a little tuft of hair between her legs. “This is the picture she texted to her boyfriend,” she added.

“You have to promise you won’t tell anyone you’ve seen these,” she reminded him, “Especially if you recognize anyone.” Tommy assured her he wouldn’t, anxious to see what else she would show him. The next few pictures were girls more like Tessa, with barely budding tits. They held shirts open or up to show off their new growth. “When we had the class, some girls asked about boys, you know, about how they grow and stuff. Our teacher said it wasn’t really in the lesson plan but she showed us some stick drawings, you know, about how boys develop. After school, one girl, the friend I told you about that has two brothers, said she got them to show her.”

The next picture was a boy about Tommy’s age. He was lying in a single bed with his face covered; but he was nude from the waist down. His little penis was lying softly against the pale, hairless band around his pelvis. The next picture was the same boy but with two fingers holding an erection up as high as it would go. “I think I know that kid,” Tommy blurted out.

“Have you seen him naked?” his sister wanted to know, having heard about what boys do with each other.

“No but I’ve been in that room and I know his posters,” he replied. He pointed out a picture on the wall behind the boy’s bed. “I didn’t know he’d do this,” he added, tugging at his own little unit.

“Well, you have to keep a secret and not tell anyone that I’ve shown you these,” she said, insistently, “Especially him.”

“Oh, I won’t,” he reassured her, letting his fingers fondle his stiff little weenie and vowing to approach the boy for some more fun.

“I guess it won’t hurt to show you the rest of them then,” Tessa said. She clicked another picture and it was an older boy, Jr. high age, but much more developed. Since it was in the same room, Tommy assumed it was the other boy’s older brother. His pants were pulled down, his shirt was up and the boy was sporting a semi-soft dick from a substantial patch of hair. In the next picture he was completely nude and his almost adult dick was standing straight out. Another pic was of the two boys, side by side and fully erect. One was obviously older than the other with a bigger dick and a patch of hair around his stiff dick.

Next was a clip, obviously set in motion on a laptop, from being placed on something. It showed the boys, still below their faces and hard, then joined by a girl, walking into the picture completely naked, but with her face still obscured. She was nearly flat-chested but the picture clearly showed the hairless puffy lips between her legs. She stood, side by side with the boys displaying themselves from the shoulders down to their knees. Then the clip clicked off.

“Whoa, how did she get them to do these,” Tommy said, when his sister backed the pics to the boys.

“I think she’s played around with them,” Tessa responded; “She says they do it whenever their parents are gone. I think she’s even let them do it with her.”

“You mean…” Tommy looked at his sister, wide-eyed. His friends and some of the other boys had explained what “it” was.

“Umm hmm,” she nodded. There was a slight pause. “Some of the girls have done that already.” There was another pause. Tommy pictured what he had heard about on the playground and seen in a few pictures. One of his friends bragged about seeing his parents “doing it” when they went camping. “We could try that if you want, I mean, no one’s home and I want to try it,” his sister said, reaching out and gently stroking her young brother’s dick, “Just to see what it feels like.”

Tommy felt his little dick lurch at her touch. His sister was suggesting they do what his friends had only described. He remembered the feeling she had given him yesterday. “Umm, sure, if you want to,” he stammered.

“OK, but you have to promise never to tell anyone,” The girl said. Tommy nodded vigorously and reassured his sister. She lay back across the bed sideways with her legs spread. Tommy could see the slit between his sister’s legs and the pinkness inside when she spread the little lips with her fingers. The little dangle of flesh and its little nub that he had touched yesterday was clearly visible at the top of her crevice and almost standing up. “OK,” she said, “Put it in but go slow.”

Tommy moved up between his sister’s legs and looked down at his target. He pushed his little weenie down and rubbed it in his sister’s crack, searching for the hole he had found with his finger yesterday. Tessa reached for his weenie and bent it down lower rolling her hips to it. When she felt his tip at her portal she said, “There…now push it in slowly.”

Tessa had decided to try it with her little brother. His was only three to three and a half inches long, not much bigger than the crayons and candles she had tried. Her friend had related what she had felt with her older brother the first time and added that it was more fun with her little brother.

Tommy felt a wetness on his tip and then felt the little lips close around the tip as it slid in. He was looking down, watching the shaft slowly disappear into his sister. She pulled her hand away and he felt her pubic bone against his and slick warm wetness over his stiff penis. Her tunnel was tight but it had slipped in easily and felt like a rubber band around his stubby dick. “It’s in,” he announced, looking up at his smiling sister. She nodded and rested her hands on his forearms.

Tessa had not felt any obstruction with her fingers for some time so her brother didn’t feel one either. She had heard that a girl’s first time with a boy wasn’t pleasant, but this felt fine. No, this was wonderful, it felt much better than her fingers or even her hairbrush handle. She was glad she had turned down her friend’s offer of doing this with her older brother. He was the one in the picture and was much bigger and she knew the girl had “done it” with him. She let her hands go around to her brother’s naked butt and pulled on his firm cheeks. “This feels really good,” she said.

“Oh, yeah,” the boy breathed, instinctively moving his hips. He pulled his unit back a little then plunged back in. Then he did it again, bringing a smile to his sister’s lips. Then, by instinct, he began to move in the age-old traditional motion, slipping out a few times due to his short length, but putting it quickly back in and resuming his motion. His sister’s knees were up with her feet on the edge of the bed. Tommy was still standing with his feet on the floor drilling into his sister with all of his three and a half inches of boyhood. It was like a dream…it felt much better than his or his friend’s hand. He felt that feeling begin to rise again.

Tessa had dreamed about this, too. She had pictured an older boy, maybe already a man, between her legs, making love to her and giving her his seed. But she was scared of getting pregnant like her friend’s older sister. She hadn’t started periods yet but it could happen anytime; her mom had given her a small pad and spare panties in an emergency kit. She knew from yesterday that her brother didn’t make sperm yet so she could do it with him safely. Her mind wandered to boys in her class and wondered if any of them didn’t make sperm yet. She felt her brother speed up and moved a little so his pubic bone was touching her in the right place.

She felt the tingle mounting where he was touching her and could feel his short little shaft plunging in and out of her pre-teen pussy. It was just her little brother, and she had wished for a boyfriend to do this with. But she was scared and knew her brother wouldn’t tell anyone, or make her pregnant. She hoped he would last until she felt it.

He kept going like the Energizer Bunny until she felt the feeling begin to rise. She felt a shudder go through her and then another. Tommy felt it too. But he knew nothing about female orgasms and kept going until he felt the tingle in his own loins. Tessa felt her brother spasm and then droop limply over her body. After a few seconds the boy rose up, slipped his little dick out, and stood looking down at himself as the coolness covered his moist penis.

Tessa was relaxed and a little disappointed. She had felt it, like she had done with her own hand, but was beginning to enjoy having her little brother imbedded in her with something other than her own finger. “That was fun,” she breathed, after a few minutes. Scott nodded in agreement. “Get up on the bed; we can do it some more if you want to.”

Tommy climbed up lying beside his naked sister. They were quiet for a few minutes. Stealthily Scott sneaked a hand over to his sister’s chest closing his fingers on one little orb. “These are nice,” he observed. Tessa beamed at his compliment. She hoped other boys would begin to notice them, too. “I want to see those pictures again,” Tommy announced.

Tessa pulled her brother’s hand away from her chest and reached for her laptop again. “I know some other sites that my friend showed me,” she said, “They’re mostly grown-ups but they show everything.” The duo huddled paging through the secret pictures and then some porn sites. Inspired by what they saw, they were doing it again in a few minutes. Tessa wanted to try a few different positions and her brother was more than willing.

“We could have been doing this all summer,” Tommy offered, in the midst of plowing into his sister again, “If mom hadn’t been home.”

“I think I’m going to like virtual learning,” she said, as she wrapped her legs around her naked brother.