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Growing Up In Healy
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

A coming of age story about two sets of siblings who 
grow up together miles from anywhere, and who discover 
all the good things in life together. Two plus two can 
equal six or eight under the right circumstances. (MF-
teens, inc, 1st, rom, preg)

***

Growing up in Healy would not have been considered 
"fun" by most kids in America. Most kids wouldn't have 
thought it a great place to live. Jill and David 
Roberts, and their best - and only, to tell the truth - 
friends Chrissy and Mark Fenster didn't know the 
difference when they were little. After what happened 
to them last summer, they'll probably never want to 
leave Healy. They think it's a GREAT place to live.

It all started when they were babies. Jill and Mark 
were both born the same year, and only two months 
apart. Their siblings were both born sixteen months 
later, and in the same month. Both families farmed the 
wide open spaces of the central plains. 

All four kids grew up together, the only kids their age 
in forty miles. In fact, to say they 'lived' in Healy 
was misleading. It was the town nearest the farms, and 
the town where they got supplies, and the town they got 
their mail through. 

But Healy didn’t have it’s own school, and was so far 
from anywhere that most folks home schooled instead of 
trying to get their kids to the public school over in 
Kresner. So, the four grew up together, and almost like 
they were ALL related. 

Their mothers banded together when they were babies, 
spending the day at one house or the other while the 
men were out in the fields and taking care of the 
animals. The kids ate together, played together, bathed 
together and, by and large, got into mischief together. 
When they got old enough to be given chores, they all 
helped each other get the chores done so they could go 
play together. 

It wasn't until they were all in the age range of ten, 
when Joyce Roberts walked into the bathroom one day and 
found Jill pulling on Mark's penis IN the bathtub while 
Chrissy pulled just as hard on David's penis OUTSIDE 
the tub that it occurred to any of the parents that 
their kids were turning into boys and girls, instead of 
"just kids". 

What had drawn Joyce to the bathroom in the first place 
was both boys howling. She'd thought it was pain, but 
when she got the door open what met her eyes were two 
girls trying to make the boys' little penises stretch 
as far as they could. The boys were yelling about whose 
was the longest and exhorting the girls to pull HARDER!

While it was mutually decided between the parents that 
their youngsters were too old to bathe together any 
more - the girls taking more interest in those floppy 
little things hanging between the boys' thighs than the 
parents thought was wise - no one thought to tell them 
that they shouldn't skinny dip in the creek together 
any more.

So, for another four years, every summer, when chores 
were done and the cool water of the creek beckoned, the 
four best friends all shucked their clothes and played 
and splashed for a couple of hours in the refreshing 
water.

All four understood what those things hanging from 
between the boys’ legs were for. The boys had regular 
contests to see who could pee the farthest, or longest, 
and the girls watched. There were plenty of animals on 
the farms, and the mating of these animals was a 
familiar sight. They all knew there was a hole between 
the girls' legs, like there was on a mare, or cow. In 
their twelfth year, the girls both sprouted glistening 
sparse hairs on their mons, which of course fascinated 
all of them. 

The girls lorded it over the boys that THEY didn't seem 
to be able to grow any around their little peters. That 
was taken care of the next winter. The first time it 
was warm enough to swim both girls ooohed and aaahed 
over the fine light nest of hair that now surrounded 
each cock. There also appeared to have grown something 
in that funny little sack below those peters. Chrissy 
remarked as how they still didn't seem to resemble even 
a little bit the massive sack under the bull, but both 
boys flexed their muscles and said "Give us time". The 
girls dissolved in laughter. 

The last couple of years had really made a difference 
in the girls' breasts too. Both had nice hard mounds of 
flesh, tipped with pink nipples that, they complained, 
were often quite sore and tender.

It hadn't been unusual for the last year or two for the 
boys to sport erections. Truth to tell they'd always 
had them, especially at bath time. Marcy, Chrissy and 
Mark's mother, had taken special delight in wagging and 
pulling on the boys' penises during bath time when they 
were little, (something neither mother remembered when 
the girls started pulling and wagging them that time), 
so the fact that these things got stiff wasn't new to 
the girls. Lately, though, each boy had discovered the 
thrill and joy of stroking their young erections, and 
they often did it unconsciously when they were in the 
creek. 

That, in fact, is how the girls learned how to 
masturbate. They had been playing "kill tag", which was 
a game that, when you were tagged, meant you had to get 
out of the water because you were "dead". The only 
other rule was that you had to do everything while crab 
walking. David had been "killed" and was standing on 
the bank while he watched Mark trying to catch the 
girls. Jill was positioned where her spread legs gave 
David a clear view of her teenaged pussy. He 
unconsciously started pulling his pud as he watched her 
lithe body moving through the water. 

Quite suddenly he felt something new. It was a sort of 
pressure in his whole body. His stiff penis felt REALLY 
good, except that it was also painful. He groaned and 
his hand started moving faster. It felt so good he 
closed his eyes. Jill saw him and stood up. She pointed 
and Mark and Chrissy also stood up, watching.

"What's he doing?" Chrissy said.

"It feels really good to do that." her brother 
explained, his own hand moving to his own stiffening 
penis.

"Doesn't that hurt?" said Jill as she watched her 
brother furiously beat his meat.

"Oh no." said Mark and his hand began speeding up.

About then David groaned, thrust his hips ahead of the 
rest of his body, and a long stream of white fluid 
burst out of the tip of his cock and arced up into the 
air. It must have gone five feet before it fell to the 
ground. It was followed by another stream, not as 
strong, that didn't shoot as far. It kept going as he 
continued pounding furiously until it was just 
dribbling. David swayed, gulped in a huge breath and 
sat down on the grass. 

The other three stood, staring, their mouths open. 
David had produced and expelled sperm for the first 
time in his young life.

"That didn't look like he was peeing." said Chrissy in 
a soft voice.

"Hey!" yelled Jill. "Are you OK?"

David opened his eyes. They were a little glazed. 
"Um... yeah." He looked down at his now shrunken penis, 
still enclosed in his hand. There was a puddle of semen 
caught in his foreskin and it ran down onto his hand. 
"WOW!" he shouted. "That was WILD!".

Chrissy turned to her brother, who was now jacking his 
own cock with grim determination. "Does yours do that 
too?" she asked.

"Uh... no... it never has... but... it... really 
feels... good, he gasped.

David jumped up and walked toward the others. A gooey 
drop of cum stretched from his penis toward the ground. 
He squatted to wash his hand in the creek. "It never 
did for me either, but I kept going and it just 
happened."

"Oh... Uh... Uhhhh! grunted Mark as he worked on his 
boner.

"I never went that long before" continued David. It 
started feeling so good I just didn't want to stop, and 
then... it squirted."

"It... hurts! groaned Mark. "But it feels... good... 
too."

"Yeah!" yelled David. "Keep going!"

And when he did keep going, Mark discovered the same 
thing that David had. 

Rule number one of being a guy: It'll squirt if you 
pull on it long enough.

While they were watching Mark produce HIS first shots 
of potent young spooge, Chrissy and Jill had their 
heads together. "You think it would feel good for us to 
rub down there too?" Chrissy said. Jill responded. "It 
sure feels good when I wash down there."

Which is why the boys turned to find their sister's 
frantically rubbing the plump pussy lips between their 
legs. It wasn't as spectacular to see the girls do it. 
Basically they rubbed and panted and moaned and 
squealed until they learned the first rule of being a 
gal: Rub on it enough and you'll suddenly get wet 
sticky fingers.

Of course it wasn't fair. The girls could go for half 
an hour, making their fingers wet every five or ten 
minutes. The boys could only go once every fifteen 
minutes or so. But they all had a good time. It never 
occurred to any of them to try to emulate the mating 
animals on the farm.

Well, not until that fateful day when David, looking 
for some fishing gear in the garage, found a box that 
had magazines and a video tape in it. The magazines 
were hard core porn and they showed exactly how a man's 
penis could be put to use in a woman's vagina. They 
also showed just exactly where all that nice white 
stuff the boys shot out was actually supposed to be 
put. David watched about sixty seconds of the video 
tape before he turned it off and hid it. He somehow 
knew that the adults would take it away if they knew he 
had it. He wanted the others to see this.

That Friday night, while their parents were at a card 
party, they gathered at Jill and David's house. David 
got out the tape and started it. All the lights were 
turned off and only the glow of the TV lit the room. It 
was quiet in the room, save for the moans coming from 
the TV as the women there were bathed in spunk, inside 
and out. David let it go for about ten minutes and then 
turned it off. He flipped on an end table lamp.

All of them were panting. Both girls had their hands in 
their pants and Mark had slid his pants down to his 
thighs and was pulling his pud. David would like to 
have been doing the same thing. "What do you think?" he 
said.

"It makes me all itchy" said Chrissy. 

"Me too" said Jill. 

"It makes me want to try that with Jill" said Mark.

Jill looked interested. "Really? You think we could 
actually do that? I thought only adults could do that."

Chrissy spoke up "You know Angela Simmons? She said 
she's done it. She said she and her cousin did it at 
their family reunion. She said if feels really good."

And that was how Mark ended up between Jill's thighs, 
with his cock buried in her pussy, spurting her full of 
semen laced with potent teenaged sperm. 

She took to it quickly, not complaining at all when she 
was first penetrated, probably because Mark's teenaged 
penis was only as big as the three fingers she often 
reamed herself out with. 

She gave Chrissy a play by play description of what was 
happening until she tripped unexpectedly into an 
orgasm. She couldn't talk for a while, and the next 
words she said were as her young lover emptied his 
balls into her womb. "Hot... wet... nice" she panted.

And that was how David and Chrissy ended up doing the 
very same thing on the floor next to Mark and Jill … 
who were doing it AGAIN. 

Chrissy was a moaner who made a lot of noise, but that 
was OK with David, because it made his dick harder 
whenever she let out with one of those soaring, wailing 
sounds. He said "We should... have... been... doing 
this... a lot... sooner" as he emptied his own balls 
into his best friend's sister.

Youth being what it is, each girl got her pussy filled 
three times that night before it was time for Chrissy 
and Mark to go home. 

Both girls were so happy that neither of them thought 
to drain all that sperm out or douche before going to 
bed.

In the Roberts house, it was after midnight when David 
heard his door open and someone get into bed with him. 
That someone was naked and was about the size of his 
sister. 

"What are you doing?" he whispered. 

"I'm horny" came her whispered reply. "I just want to 
cuddle, and maybe you could rub me a little. Please?" 

David rolled over, his boner slapping against his 
sister's thigh. He'd been thinking about the way 
Chrissy's breasts bobbed and bounced when he slammed 
his dick into her pussy over and over. 

His sister giggled. "I see that you're horny too." she 
whispered, while her hand found his stiff cock and 
stroked it. Then she let go and snuggled up to her 
brother, pressing her breasts into his chest and 
letting his cock slide between her legs. 

She kissed his neck and he hissed. "Jill... if you keep 
that up I'm gonna want to..." he gave a hip thrust. 

She sighed into his neck and whispered back "And if you 
keep doing that I just might let you, even though you 
are my brother." 

She kissed his neck again. 

He shoved his hips again. 

He pushed her on her back, rolled on top of her and, as 
her legs parted, mounted her as if they'd been fucking 
for years. His cock head found her entrance all by 
itself and he surged forward, taking his sister for the 
very first time. 

"Ohhhhh yessss! she moaned and, as his cock head hit 
her cervix, she trembled and climaxed. "Ohhhhhh 
yesssssss!" she hissed as her pussy nipped and sucked 
at his cock. 

He was super primed too, and without warning his semen 
spilled into her womb, flooding her with his wet heat. 
They stayed that way, him buried in her, until he could 
go again.

In the Fenster house, much the same was taking place, 
except that it was Mark who snuck into Chrissy's room. 
He found her naked and abusing her clitty with two 
fingers. She said "I was hoping you'd come in here." 

That was all it took for him to climb aboard and plug 
his rock hard prick into his sister's soft sucking sex. 
They too were too excited to last long and she too 
received a huge load of potent brother sperm.

They, however, did not get the chance to put two loads 
of his heavy sperm into her.

Chrissy was too loud and they heard sounds indicating 
that a parent was coming up the stairs. Mark dashed for 
the closet and Chrissy pulled the sheet up over her 
naked body just as her mother opened the bedroom door. 
Chrissy could see in the darkness that her father was 
there too.

"Chrissy? Honey? Are you OK? queried her mother.

"Yeah, mom, I'm fine. I just had a dream, that's all."

"You need to talk about it?" asked her mother, opening 
the door wider.

"NO!" Chrissy almost shouted. "I mean, it's fine. It 
was a nice dream... exciting... that's all."

"OK, dear, good night" said her mother and her parents 
turned to leave. She heard her father's receding voice. 
"I'm telling you Marcy, she sounded just like you do 
when I'm... when we're... well you know." And her 
mother's laughing reply "That's ridiculous. But let's 
go practice so you can hear me again."

Mark came out of her closet but Chrissy chased him back 
to his own room.

You know how it is with kids and a new toy. They play 
with it constantly, to the exclusion of almost 
everything else.

In the days and weeks to follow, Chrissy and Jill got 
almost professional at milking their young lovers and 
brothers of their precious loads of sperm-laden juice. 

So it shouldn't have been any real surprise when the 
cute teen bellies of both girls began to swell. 

Their mothers already knew, having kept track of their 
periods, and having noticed that the girls had missed 
several. By then, of course, it was too late to do 
anything about it. Joyce and Marci had discussed it 
without telling their husbands. They naturally thought 
that Chrissy was having David's baby and Jill was 
having Mark's. 

In truth, without a DNA test, no one would really ever 
know who had fathered the two babies. 

Instead, home schooling sessions began to include 
information on pregnancy, labor and delivery and child 
rearing. Girls that age had routinely given birth in 
years gone past and their mothers made sure they got 
good pre-natal care. 

When the news was broken to the grandfathers-to-be, the 
storm was violent, but fairly swiftly over. The 
children were called together and the seriousness of 
the situation discussed. It was a foregone conclusion, 
on both the part of the young parents and their 
parents, that marriages would take place, but not until 
it could be done without half the county knowing about 
it. A midwife was found and the babies were born at 
home, on the farm, and only six days apart from each 
other.
And so it was, that when Chrissy and David turned 18, 
there was a double wedding. 

In attendance were the two brides, the two grooms, 
their four children, the beaming grandparents, and a 
bevy of disgusted female cousins, as well as another 
bevy of jealous male cousins. 

The reception lasted all afternoon and into the night. 
There were a lot of remote and private places for 
people to rest in while taking a break from the party.

Surely it was pure coincidence that three of those 
disgusted female cousins gave birth nine months after 
the wedding.

END

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