Evil Bubble

I Hate My Little Brother

Introduction

Our family is a bit mixed up. My mom and I have lived alone together for about four years now. We live in a decent town and it's got some pretty decent things to do. We only have one school and it's a school for girls. About a thirty minute drive away is another town where my dad lives with his fiancée and my little brother. My mom and dad split up over four years ago, so I haven't seen my dad or brother since then.

The town where my dad and brother live has the school for boys. I'm not going to tell you the real names of where we live, so nobody comes and looks for us, but everybody calls my town by its nickname: 'girl's town'. Almost no boys live here. Not on purpose or anything. It's just how it worked out.

I guess I should tell you a bit about me. I'm fourteen years old and I go to our local school for girls. This school year, I finally started to develop. I finally grew some pubic hairs, though if I stick my two fingers together, I can totally cover them up; I'm a little late in developing. I have blond curly hair that goes down past my shoulders and I have emerald green eyes. I finally have breasts, but since I'm really fit, they're just big enough to cup in my hands, unlike the more developed fat girls in my grade.

Today was the last day of class and now it's technically summer vacation. Normally, I would be totally excited, but that bitch my dad is going to marry is dropping off my little brother in about 30 minutes. I already changed out of my school uniform into a nice khaki coloured mini-skirt and a white blouse, because mom is taking us out for supper to celebrate me finishing another school year.

I think my mom hates my little brother even more than I do. I don't really understand, but he's not really her son or even my dad's son. When my mom was in high school, she looked after his real mom, who was just a baby then. I guess when his real mom grew up and was a little older than I am now; she started doing drugs and got knocked up by one of her dealers. After my brother was born, she died from the drugs, and for some reason my parents had to take care of him. I guess my little brother reminds my mom of his real mom, so I think she just hates him.

Chapter 1

My mom was already outside as they were pulling up the driveway. I went outside too and stood by my mom who had her arms crossed and didn't look very happy.

My dad's fiancée stopped the car in front of us, turned off the engine and got out. In a calm but quiet voice, she greeted my mother, "hello Margaret."

"Hello Becky," my mom responded in a stern voice.

"Riftlend has a few bags he might need help with."

"I'm sure he'll manage just fine," my mom said, continuing in her stern voice.

Right then, my brother got out of the back seat grabbing a bag and throwing it over his shoulder. He moved to the back to grab some more stuff from the already popped trunk. I haven't seen my little brother in over four years. He looks pretty average for a nine year old. I'd say he's a little over four feet [1.20 m] tall, but is still about a full foot [30 cm] shorter than me. I needed to get a better look at him.

He grabbed his last bag and closed the trunk and finally I could see him. I looked him over quickly, but for some reason I dropped my eyes as soon as he looked directly at me. "His eyes are gorgeous," I thought to myself, "They're like diamonds in a clear blue sky. His hair is blond, almost white in the sunlight and he has it styled in a way I really like; it's spiked but it's messy and it's cute. His nose is just perfect like a button. His lips are so gorgeous, and he looks completely fit. He's perfect."

"Wait, what am I saying? I hate my little brother," thinking to myself, I turned my gaze back to my mom.

"Get inside with your things, Riftlend," my mom commanded, then turning to Becky she spoke politely, "thank you for dropping him off. Have a safe trip back." I don't think my mom meant either of the things she said.

We went inside and I could hear Riftlend in his room unpacking a few things. His room was pretty much the same as it was four years ago when he lived here. It's small with a small bed. The only difference is my mom put her sowing table in there, not that she sows much.

I was curious about my little brother, so I quietly walked closer to his bedroom door. Just then, he popped his head out, looked me straight in the eyes, and shyly said, "Hi Ash."

For a second, I just starred into his beautiful blue eyes, but finally I clued in and said, "Hi Rift," trying not to act so awkward. I remembered we were going out for supper right away, so I said, "Umm… Mom is going to take us out for supper pretty soon, so you better change into something nice."

"Oh okay," he responded in a nervous pre-pubescent voice. He turned to go back into his room closing the door behind him.

I knew for a fact that his bedroom door didn't have a lock on it. For some reason, part of me wanted to barge in on him and catch him changing. I've never seen a boy naked before and something in my teenage body was making me feel like I needed to see my little brother completely naked. Then I came back to reality and realized, "It's not like he's going to have to change his underwear, so it's not like he'll be naked. And besides, I hate my little brother."

He opened the door and was wearing a cute little red polo shirt and khaki coloured shorts. He looked absolutely amazing. He kind of looked at me and gave me an awkward smile, walked to the bathroom and closed the door, this time locking it behind him.

I heard the splashing noise of him peeing and thought to myself, "How cute! I heard that boys could stand up while they pee." I listened for a few seconds and couldn't help but think, "I wonder what it's like."

When he got out, mom was ready to go, so we got in the car and drove to the restaurant.

Chapter 2

After we got home, Riftlend explored the house for a bit and did some things on his own in his room. Mom and I watched TV together until it was pretty late. Mom got up to check on Riftlend and told him to go and take a bath. He protested, claiming it was too early since it's now summer vacation. She stood firm and I could hear him running the bath water.

After spending time in the tub for a while, he poked his head out the door and yelled, "Mom! I forgot my PJs. Can you get them for me?"

My mom went to her room and grabbed a brand new pair of boy's underwear and said to me, "Here, tell your brother he has to wear these at night from now on."

I grabbed the small pair of underwear from her hands. They were completely white and looked a lot like a Speedo but made out of a much thinner material, and they smelled nice.

I walked over to where my brother was sticking his head out of the door. My heart jumped for a second. Obviously he was naked behind that door. I gave him a smile and said, "Mom says you have to wear this when you sleep from now on."

He took the thin pair of underwear from me and a bit confused, he timidly said, "But, they're really small and you both will see me in them."

I responded, "They're not so bad plus it's really hot tonight so you'll be more comfortable."

He shrugged and turned around, but not fully closing the door behind him. My heart started racing. I tried to look in the reflection of the mirror through the crack in the door. "Shit, the mirror is all foggy," I thought to myself. All I could see was a skin coloured reflection through the fog. It was impossible to make anything out.

He opened the door and I tried to look away and act all casual like I wasn't doing anything except waiting to use the bathroom after him.

"Yeah, I guess they're pretty comfortable," he said.

I looked at the nine year old boy in front of me and it felt like someone just hit me. He was absolutely perfect. His chest was perfectly fit. He obviously works out or plays sports or something. He even has some boyish muscles and little boy pecks with cute little pink nipples. He has a flat stomach with that 'V' shape that just disappears into his underwear; the bottom of the 'V' ending at the bulge which must be his nine year old cock and balls. I stared at it wondering what it looks like.

He smiled at me and nervously spoke, "Stop staring at me, you're making me shy."

I quickly looked up to his eyes, which maybe wasn't that obvious because he's almost a full foot [30 cm] shorter than me. His hair was a little bit darker because it's damp. His smile is really cute with two tiny dimples on each cheek, his lips soft and pink, and his teeth are straight and absolutely perfect.

I didn't know what to do or say, but something almost unnatural inside me wanted him really badly. I had to think of something. "Umm… I guess mom is going to make you go to bed soon," I finally said after I stammered, "then she's going to take her bath next and go to bed right away. If you want, after my bath, I could come get you and then we could watch TV in my room."

His face lit up and his smile got even wider and I think he even stood on his tippy toes for just a second. "Sure! That'd be awesome," he said, "Just wake me up if I fall asleep, k? And I'll come right over."

I agreed, and after my mom took her bath, it was my turn. My breathing felt funny as I striped my clothes off in front of the bathroom mirror. I've never felt so excited before. I looked at myself. My small, but firm fourteen year old breasts; I ran my fingers along my nipples making them stiff and hard. Using my left hand to massage my nipples, I took two fingers on my right hand and covered up my small patch of blond pubic hairs. I then rubbed down, following the direction of my pubic hairs until my two fingers found my clit. I suddenly moaned out load and was suddenly snapped back to reality.

"I hope nobody heard that," I thought, feeling kind of worried. I quickly jumped in the bath and washed myself, followed by getting out and drying myself off. I put on a pink pair of panties and I put on my night shirt which is basically just a nightgown that's made to look like a boy's sport's shirt – like for a baseball team or something. It used to be quite a bit bigger on me and almost covered my knees, but now I've grown and it barely covers my ass and pussy. If I bent over even just a little bit, you would clearly see my ass.

I got out of the washroom and saw that Riftlend's door was open, but was dark inside. I went in his room and bent over; I could feel my night shirt riding up as I touched him on the shoulder. "He's so soft," I thought, and then he opened his eyes and smiled.

"Hi," he said, in his high pitched pre-pubescent voice, "ready?"

He followed me back to my room. I closed the door and turned on the light. I couldn't help but check him out. "His chest is so perfect," I thought.

The TV was on top of my book shelf, set up so I could watch it while in bed. He looked at me and said, "Umm… where can I sit to watch TV?"

I wanted him near me so I said, "Jump in bed. The remote should be under the blankets. Turn on the TV and then I can turn out the lights."

"K," he responded turning away from me pulling the blankets back. I couldn't help but stare at him. I could see the softness of his back down to his tight nine year old bubble butt. He has very athletic legs and there is not a hair on them what so ever. I just wanted to pull his tight underwear down and literally kiss his tight little nine year old boy bum.

"What's gotten into me?" I thought to myself, "I don't even like my little brother and I'm five years older than him, so why would I feel this way?" I turned off the light, and climbed into bed beside my little brother. He pushed up close to me, our hips and outer thighs touching each other. He looked up at my eyes to see if that was okay. I just smiled.

Chapter 3

His head had fallen near me. I wanted him so badly and I decided to touch him. I use my hand to gently brush through his hair. He didn't wake up. I turned my hips slightly so I was lying on my side facing him. He still didn't wake up. I kissed him on his shoulder. He continued to breathe normally through his button nose. I gently place my hand on his chest. He inhaled deeply, which startled me, but I kept my hand on his sexy boy chest.

I got a little bit more adventurous. I played with his sexy little nipples, for what seemed like ages, making them both hard, and he just stayed fast asleep. I wanted more of him so badly. I removed my hand off his chest and pulled my night shirt up just above my belly button. I ran my hand down my flat stomach and into my own underwear where I followed the line of my thin blond pubic hairs until my fingers found my clitoris. I massaged it a little bit, while my breathing got heavier. I reached down a little further and felt the lips of my pussy. I was so wet and I wanted even more.

Riftlend was still fast asleep. I pulled my panties down and then off and threw them on the floor. If he woke up, I would just pull my nightshirt back down to cover my wet fourteen year old pussy. I turned my hips so I was lying on my side facing him again. Watching his chest and stomach rise and fall with every breath, I was so turned on. I noticed that when he exhaled, there was a little gap between his stomach and the elastic band of his underwear.

I couldn't believe what I was doing, but I was feeling as though I needed him. I felt around the edges of his underwear, constantly checking to see if he was still asleep. I tugged a little at one of the edges, pulling his underwear down just slightly. I then got up on my knees and moved towards his feet. Using both my hands I found both sides of his underwear. My eyes focused on the sexy bulge at the centre of the underwear. I couldn't help but think to myself, "If mom found out about this, she would kill me."

Using both hands, I slowly pulled his underwear down a tiny bit at a time. I could now see his completely hairless pubic region. It is so sexy. I just wanted to lick it. I continued to watch the almost exposed bulge. I reach under him a little bit to pull his underwear free from his boy bum and finally, while my heart was beating so fast, I pulled his underwear down and then quickly slide them off completely.

His hot little boy cocklet bounced up and landed on his abdomen as soon as it was free from his underwear. I discarded his underwear on the floor, and I just hovered over him watching him for a few minutes. I have never seen a boy naked and now there was one right in front of me. I knew what everything is called. We learned about it in sex ed. class, but they didn't even show us pictures.

His nine year old boy cock is completely hairless. His baby boy balls are tiny and drawn tight to his body. His scrotum is cute; it's the same colour as the rest of his skin, and so is his cocklet. He's got a thin little dickie, but it's really long for his age. It's just over three inches [8 cm] in its soft state. At the tip is his foreskin. It also matches the colour of the rest of his body. It extends past the head of his penis about a half inch [1½ cm] and it forms a little tube of skin which looks so yummy, I just want to chew on it.

I reached between my legs and played with my clit for about a minute. I ran my fingers down and played with the lips of my pussy. I was so wet; I was making a kind of squishy noise as I played with myself. I didn't want to stick a finger inside myself because I was afraid I would break my hymen, but that didn't mean I couldn't explore my little brother.

I lay down on my side again, this time my head was about level with his hips. I admired the profile of his amazing naked cocklet. I used the arm I was laying on to reach in between my legs to play with my pussy again. I used my other arm to reach forward, landing my hand on his inner thigh, right near his balls. I opened my hand and ran a finger on his scrotum. "It is so silky," I thought. I spent about a minute just running my finger over every inch of his scrotum, pushing in slightly to feel his tiny balls. "They are not much bigger than peanuts," I thought as I continued to breathe harder from the pleasure of my clit and the immense pleasure I was getting from exploring my nine year old brother's body.

I traced the shape of his scrotum up until the base of his penis. I squeezed it slightly in-between my thumb and finger and it jumped slightly. "I can't believe it," I thought to myself, "I'm actually holding a boy's penis."

I begin exploring higher up to the tip. I could feel his glands under his foreskin, and just had to give that little tube of skin at the end a little squeeze. His nine year old boy cocklet twitched again. I could hear his breathing get slightly heavier. He looks fast asleep still.

I began to gently pet his hot cocklet. It would twitch every time and I swear it was growing bigger. He gained about a half an inch [1½ cm] and then it start to become thicker and more ridged. It began to lift off its resting place on his abdomen and he gained another half inch [1½ cm]. Finally, he was completely hard at just over four inches [10 cm]. I couldn't believe it. I had actually given a boy an erection.

I continued to pet his rock hard penis with one hand and my own pussy with the other. I then wrapped my fingers around his cocklet and began move my hand up and down his shaft. His breathing got heavier. I kept watching the tip. When I moved my hand up his shaft, the little tube of foreskin would form, adding about half an inch [1½ cm] to his already long penis. When I moved my hand down his shaft, the little tube would disappear, until finally, after about a minute or two, the tip of his cock head peaked through and I could see his tiny little piss slit when I stroked down.

I moved my head closer to get a better look. I pulled his foreskin back just enough to show his piss slit. I didn't want to pull it back any further as it seemed pretty tight. I then stuck my tongue out and into the little slit.

I don't know how I would describe it. It tasted amazing, but more importantly, it tasted like boy. I put my mouth over my nine year old brother hard cocklet, coming up only to run my tongue over every inch of it. I even licked his balls. It was all driving me crazy.

As I began to approach my climax, I continued to suck my nine year old brother's rock hard four inch boy cocklet. My mouth was full so my moans were quiet, but I heard the odd whimper or two coming from my sleeping brother. And then it happened. I reached my climax stopping me from breathing and he reached his.

I was frightened a little bit so I pulled my mouth off his cock. I watched as it pulsed with his orgasm. I could hear a slight whimper every time his cocklet tightened and jumped up. I fully expected sperm to shoot out, but the tip of his penis was only wet with my spit. And then his climax stopped after what seemed like a minute. After his last whimper, he exhaled deeply and began to breathe really relaxed.

I guess I was pretty worn out after that because I fell asleep with my head right beside my naked brother's belly. I was so tired after the best orgasm of my life and maybe his first.

Chapter 4

I opened my eyes part way and they were blurry at first. Light was coming in through the edges of my window where the blinds never blocked the morning sunshine. My half-opened eyes started to focus. I was laying on my side. My nine year old brother was beside me. He was facing away from me, laying on his side in the shape of a spoon without anything covering him. My head was positioned in its slumber at about the same level as his lower back – just above where his still naked boy butt was. He looked amazing; smooth, fit and his bubble bum formed two gorgeous globes, parted in the middle. I only wished I was a little bit more towards the foot of the bed. Since he's sleeping curled in the shape of a spoon, his butt cheeks are spread enough I could probably see his little boy hole if I was just a little bit lower.

There was another knock at my door, this time louder than before. "It was mom," I thought suddenly sitting up in my bed so fast I almost forgot to breathe. My eyes were now fully open as I felt wide awake.

"Ashley, have you seen your little brother?" she demanded, knocking on the door again, her voice coming into focus like a dim light all of a sudden turned bright.

I sat in my bed just thinking for a second. The night shirt I was wearing had totally ridden up and was pulled all the way over my naked fourteen year old breasts. I was essentially naked. My panties were still missing too.

I sprung up and my feet met the floor by the edge of the bed. Pulling my shirt down to cover myself, I franticly looked around for the pink pair of panties I discarded the night before. Scrambling, I yelled back to my mom, "Riftlend is in here. Just a sec." Luckily I must have locked the door last night, not something I usually do, but otherwise mom wouldn't be knocking.

"Unlock the door already," mom demanded impatiently.

I couldn't find my panties, but I found Riftlend's little pair of white underwear. I hastily picked them up off the floor and I grabbed Riftlend by the knee, twisting his body, forcing him to lay on his back instead of his side. In about two seconds I lined up his feet with the underwear and quickly forced them on the sleeping boy, pulling roughly to get them under his bum and then over his little boy cock and balls. His penis was laying on his belly, so I used my two fingers to push his three inch [7½ cm] soft cocklet, along with its half inch [15 mm] tube of foreskin, under the elastic waistband of the underwear.

"What's going on?" my little brother quietly asked as though still mostly asleep. His eyes still half shut, he moved his hands to rub them.

I ignored his question, made sure my night shirt was pulled down low enough to hide the fact that I wasn't wearing my underwear, and I moved to unlock the door.

Mom barged in, walked past me and opened the blinds letting all the sunlight in. "Just because it's summer vacation doesn't mean you two get to sleep all day," she said in a stern voice. She walked over to where Riftlend was sleeping and pulled his hands away from his eyes so he could no longer hide his face from the morning light. Pulling him up by his hands, she pulled him off the bed and to his feet. "You don't have to let your little brother pester you like this," she stated, "A maturing girl like you needs her privacy without any interference from a boy. Next time just send him away to sleep in his own bed." She then quickly left my room to get ready for work, pulling sleepy Riftlend by the wrist behind her.

I thought for sure I was busted. I thought for sure she would somehow be able to tell that I sucked my nine year old brother's cock and licked his balls last night. Instead I realized I hadn't been caught. I realized maybe she wouldn't find out. I quickly made my bed. I still couldn't find my underwear, but figured no one would be able to tell I wasn't wearing any under my night shirt, so I went to the kitchen to find myself something for breakfast.

I walked in the kitchen, grabbed myself a spoon and bowl and sat down at the kitchen table on the other side of where Riftlend, still only wearing his little pair of white underwear, was holding his head up with his hand and with his elbow on the table. He was barely awake, slowly taking spoonfuls of cereal and milk in his mouth.

I grabbed the box of cereal already on the table and began to fill my bowl. A bunch of it poured out oddly, skipping my bowl and the edge of the table, dumping some pieces on the floor. I got up, expressed a quiet mumbled complaint, and I bent over to pick up the cereal pieces one by one.

I suddenly realized my night shirt had ridden up exposing my naked fourteen year old girl butt. It was in completely plain view of my nine year old little brother – my ass exactly pointing in the direction he was facing. I froze still bent over. It felt like my heart completely stopped. I could feel cold air on my fourteen year old pussy. I could totally imagine what he could see; my tight fourteen year old ass almost completely exposed to him, my cheeks spread a tiny bit from being bent over and my little virgin teenage pussy exposed as though someone was going to fuck me doggy style. I don't even think I was breathing.

I heard my mom making some noise in her room. I could feel my heart beating again fast. I took a breath in and gathered up the cereal pieces and quickly discarded them in the nearby garbage. When I turned around, Riftlend was completely wide-eyed staring at me, but he dropped his gaze as though I just caught him red handed. I felt like I was just caught with my pants down, strange since I wasn't wearing any pants. Even more strange, there was a part of me that found being exposed to him really exciting.

I tried to recover as though nothing out of the ordinary just happened as I sat back down at the table. "Stupid cereal," I said with a bit of a tense laugh and awkward grin.

"Yeah, I hate when it pours out like that," he responded, looking me in my eyes for just a second. He gave me a nervous smirk and looked back down at his cereal. I could tell right then he shuffled his legs closed as he wiggled on the chair, dropping a hand down to adjust himself just out of my view under the table.

Riftlend quickly brought his hand above the table as mom came in the kitchen. Luckily she never noticed and she grabbed herself a bowl and added cereal like normal. She sat down and was talking to me while she ate, telling me about her work and she asked me about what my plans were for today. I told her I already had plans to meet my friend Molly Gartner at the outdoor swimming pool on the school grounds. Mom then told me I had to bring Riftlend as he is too young to stay home by himself. I secretly did want him to come with me and, even though the outdoor pool at the girls only school was open to both boys and girls during the summer, there probably wouldn't be any boys, so I argued bringing him was a bad idea.

Riftlend had been listening to us talk about him as though he wasn't even there. Mom said to me, "I'm sorry honey, but little boys can't be responsible for themselves." She got up from the table, put her empty cereal bowl in the sink, went to finish getting ready for work, and left a few minutes later yelling, "I love you Ashley. Have a good day," as she walked out the door.

I picked up our dirty dishes and began washing them in the kitchen sink. Riftlend came over and stood beside me, still only in his white little undies. He protested that he didn't want to get picked on by girls all day at the swimming pool. I found his complaining really cute. He was switching his weight from foot to foot and he stared up at me with his clear blue eyes and whined more and more trying to convince me not to take him. I found it hard to take his complaints seriously. "He is just so cute," I thought to myself while pretending to listen to his grievances.

I eventually told him I would see if Molly's brother could come too, even though he's thirteen, which means he's four years older than him, at least he wouldn't be the only boy there. Riftlend just conceded and said, "fine," still looking at me with his bright blue eyes, with kind of a scrunched look on his face. I told him to go get ready and find his swim trunks.

When I finished the dishes, I went to my room to change. I decided it was easiest to wear my bikini under my clothes instead of wearing underwear and having to completely change at the pool. Trying the pink swimsuit on in my room, I looked at myself in the mirror. Even though I was only expecting the swimming pool to be populated with practically all girls, I felt really self-conscious. I looked pretty cute or at least that's what I thought. When I told mom that I bought a new swim suit, I didn't exactly tell her I bought a bikini, not that I think she would care. Usually there aren't any boys around after all. "At least I think I look pretty cute," I thought, trying to reassure myself, "My ass is pretty fit. I don't have one those big wide asses like some of the other girls have. I guess it is kind of a childish bum still but it's definitely fit. My tummy is flat, not fat, and I think pretty sexy. And at least my breasts aren't flat anymore, but they're not very big. Some of the fat girls have huge tits, but mine are nice and firm. Maybe some guys like that better," I continued my inner dialog, cupping my breasts with each hand and then running my hands over my teenage body.

"Ash!" Riftlend yelled from his room, "I can't find my swim trunks! They were board shorts, but they're not with any of my things. I must have left them at dad's and Becky's," he changed his voice to a high pitched tone when he mockingly said Becky's name, which totally made me smile to myself.

I quickly put a pair of shorts and a tank top over my bikini and walked out of my room and opened the door of his, walking in without knocking. Riftlend was pulling a t-shirt on just then and he was already wearing shorts with like army style colours on them. "I guess we'll have to see if Molly's brother has an old pair he can lend you," I said in an assuring voice, and then without thinking I blurted out, "They have very strict rules about what you can and can't wear there, unless you want to go nude?"

He kind of paused and looked at me, "You mean I can't just wear regular shorts?" His concern was obvious. He most definitely did not want to go nude, so he agreed to my idea.

I went to the kitchen and called up Molly on the phone. Her brother was free and wanted to come with us and he had an old pair of swim trunks that might fit Riftlend. I told them to come over and then we'd walk together to the swimming pool at the school.

Chapter 5

"Riftlend," I said, "do you remember Molly and Tyler?" Riftlend would have only been about four or five back then, but maybe he remember them.

"Ummmm," he squinted like he was trying to focus his brain while biting his lower lip in profound thought. "I think I do, but you both have gotten way bigger!"

Molly smiled in her usual flirty manner and said, "Yep, and I bet you I didn't have these last time you saw me." She pushed her breasts together and leaned forward a bit, showing off her cleavage to my pre-pubescent brother in her typical flashy way, with her typical wicked grin.

I think at this point Molly and her brother Tyler Gartner need a bit of an explanation. Like I mentioned, I've been friends with both of them for a really long time. Molly is a little bit older than me, but she is still fourteen like me. She started puberty around the time she turned twelve. She and I were pretty much the same until then, then she started growing faster and the hormones hit her like a load of bricks. Although her parents think of her as an innocent little girl, when they're not around, the only thing Molly thinks or talks about is sex.

She looks quite a bit more mature than me physically. If you stand her and I beside each other, I have almost caught up to her in height; she is a little over five feet [1½ m] tall. Since I'm a late bloomer, I really only started developing compared to her. Her breast are quite a bit larger. Her hips are wider and her bum is shaped more like a woman's bum, where mine is still shaped kind of like a little girl's ass. She's definitely good looking and she's fit like me. In the end, I would probably have a better chance of faking to be a twelve or thirteen year old girl, Molly would have a better chance of passing as fifteen, sixteen or even older.

She has brown hair, though some strands get like blond highlights in the summer. Her hair gets really curly like mine when it gets wet. She has light hazel coloured eyes, which right now are looking up and down, checking out my little brother.

Her brother Tyler is a bit different. He gets along with girls, more than any normal boy, so I would say I am as much his friend as I am with Molly. He's gay. His mom thinks it's just a phase he's going through, but he's thirteen now, so you think it would have passed by now. Molly says that he has no interest in girls at all in any sexual way. Molly, by the way, has a strange way of knowing things, so if she says something is true, it's probably true. Plus I feel really comfortable around him, almost as though he is a girl.

Tyler doesn't have any guy friends. Just us girls. I guess he gets picked on at the school for boys, so he's more comfortable around us girls. Sometimes we'll catch him talking with a little bit of a lisp, and when we point it out, he just smiles like he's proud or something. I think he feels very natural, relaxed and free to be himself around us. He's really cute but I've never really thought about him sexually. He has dark brown hair; it's straight but a bit wavy in like a bowl cut and it kind of comes down to his eyes in the front, but it's short in the back. He has green eyes, but they are more mossy green where mine are more of a forest green in comparison.

He does have a cute body. He's fit in a toned sort of way. He's a little bit shorter than I am; just under five feet [1½ m] I think. I hate to admit this, but before I hit puberty, our bodies looked really similar. Like I could wear his clothes and probably pass as a boy except for my long hair, and he could probably wear my clothes and probably pass as a girl. He could probably still pass as a girl except his shoulders are maybe wider than a girl and his hips are maybe narrower. He does have a cute boy bum though, more round than a girl's wider bum I think.

Molly told me a little while ago that Tyler just started puberty. I don't know how she knows what she knows, but she said he has some developmental deficiencies in his pants, "if you know what I mean," is the words she used exactly. Like I said, Molly has a strange way of finding out and knowing things.

Anyway, so I talked with Tyler and Molly for a bit and Riftlend didn't say anything unless someone else asked him a question. We decided to leave and walk to the school for girls where the swimming pool is. It took us a while, we took our time and gossiped along the way. When we got there I realized I was right; there are only girls swimming and no boys at all.

The swimming pool area is outdoors surrounded by a fenced in an area surrounded by trees. It is just out of site from the actual school buildings, which are just past the miniature forest of foliage. There is only one change room, only for girls just off to the side of the pool. I guess when they built it a long time ago, they never would have thought of allowing boys, so I guess they decided not to bother adding a change room for them.

We had to talk to one of the life guards and tell them we had boys with us, and the boys were told they could change after all the girls were out of the change room, so Molly and I went to go change first. Riftlend seemed really nervous being left to wait with a bunch of girls around. Tyler was fine; he knew quite a few of the girls and got along with them pretty well. Just as I was entering the locker room I turned around and saw Riftlend looking like a lost little puppy. "He's so adorable," I thought to myself.

"So, do you still hate your little brother?" Molly asked as we picked what lockers we wanted to use.

"Umm... yeah, I guess so," I responded, a little confused about her question.

"He's fucking hot. I'd have sex with him," Molly stated in a completely matter-of-fact way but with her typical devious tone.

"Molly!" I said surprised, "he's only nine years old and he's my little brother!" In reality, I actually wasn't that surprised Molly thought Riftlend is hot or that she wants to have sex him. Molly wants to have sex with everything.

"Seen him naked yet? Maybe we can tackle him, strip him naked and take turns riding his hard fuck stick. And don't worry that he's your little brother. Incest is best, right?"

"Incest is best?" I said criticizing her statement while scrunching my nose at her in disapproval, "You are way to stupid to have figured out how to rhyme those two words on your own."

Molly just burst out laughing, which caused me to burst out laughing too. Molly is a total weirdo but I do find her absolutely hilarious at times. "Hey, look what I brought," Molly said, excitedly drawing attention to herself, while she emptied the contents of her bag into the locker, looking for something specific. She pulled out a little boy's black coloured Speedo and held it by the waistband, stretching the tight material with both hands to show me. "They used to be Tyler's when he was like eight or nine or whenever they kicked him out of swimming class for being gay or whatever." Actually, the other boys used to pick on him, so he quit. She continued, "I think Riftlend will look so sexy in them or maybe it won't fit him at all and he'll have to go nude. You know the rules after all," she added a sly smile to the end of what she said, knowing full well how strict the rules are.

I just smiled back and said, "I guess they'll have to do," all while trying not to let her know that the thought of him wearing just that little piece of cloth was exciting to me; the idea of it felt like butterflies dancing across my chest and in my stomach.

Molly was wearing a bikini under her clothes just like I was, so we stripped down to our swimwear and we placed everything else in our lockers. I left Riftlend's Speedo in my locker for him to change into when the boys were allowed to come inside the locker room. We had to wait by the door, that's what we were told to do by the life guards, and then we waited until all the other girls left the locker room.

I ran out and grabbed Riftlend's shoulder. He was standing by himself leaning against the outside of the locker room wall. "You can come inside and change now," I told him and then gave him instructions on how to open the locker where his swim trunks are and what to do with the clothes he was wearing. Meanwhile, Tyler had been wearing board shorts the entire time, so he just popped off his shirt and sandals and Molly put his stuff with her stuff in the locker room before Riftlend went in.

I stood guard at the locker room door. I had to use every bit of my will power to stop myself from sneaking in to watch him change. I definitely wouldn't want Molly finding out I was attracted to my little brother. She stood guard with me and we had to turn a couple girls away telling them there was a boy inside and they had to wait for him to come out.

After a few minutes, nearly naked Riftlend came to the door. Concealed somewhat by the entrance, he nervously whispered, "Does this look alright?" Obviously referring to his tight little Speedo.

I looked at my nine year old little brother. I had to hide my excitement, exploring him discretely with my eyes, staring at his fit little chest and its boyish muscles and his cute little boy pecks with cute little pink nipples. Then down to his cute flat boy belly, with an adorable little belly button I just wanted to lick, and finally down to the tiny black Speedo that contains his little bulge. The Speedo was tight but in a really good way that really flattered his boy parts. I grabbed him by the shoulder to turn him, realizing I intentionally wanted to touch him, and I looked at his backside. Starring down his little back, I thought to myself, "He's so cute. He has perfect posture," noticing his shoulder blades down to his lower back. I continued to the best part. His fit little bubble butt was straining the tight material of the Speedo and just a little bit of his hot little boy butt crack was visible at the very top. I could feel my breathing get a little bit rushed and my heart jumped a little at the site.

"It looks really good Riftlend. I really like it," I told him to assure him.

"You really think so? Like none of the girls will make fun of me or whatever?" The worried boy shuffled his hands nervously playing with the elastic of the small garment concealing his boyhood parts.

"Of course not," I responded, "you look really great." He really did look great. "Now lets get some sun screen on you."

I reached out and took him by the hand. Any sort of contact with him was making my heart race. He resisted at first but held my hand tight as soon as he noticed a lot of the other girls staring at him. I took him over to where Molly and Tyler had gone ahead to lay towels down on a grassy part near the side of the pool. I got him to lay face down on his belly. I sat on him, just below where his bum is, so I could apply the lotion to his little back. I took some of the lotion on my hand from a bottle of sun screen someone brought with us. I dabbed with my fingers in-between his shoulder blades. He tensed up a bit from the lotion which I guess must feel a little bit cold to his sensitive skin. After he relaxed I slowly spread the lotion, starting with his neck and shoulders, slowly making his smooth body shine with sun screen. As I leaned forward, I move my covered pussy against his gorgeous covered bum, causing my heart to race even faster and the air in my lungs to feel electric. I applied the lotion all the way down his back, using just one finger to apply lotion above the waistband of his little Speedo.

My finger traced the line of his Speedo and followed down to the point his little ass crack was exposed. I traced that line back and forth for what seemed like minutes, slowing down at the little exposed place where his two globes meet. Then I thought I'd better move on, so I repositioned myself so I could cover the back of his legs.

When I was done, I told him to flip over. He turned on his bum and leaned backwards propping himself up with his elbows, so he didn't lay on his freshly coated back. He bent his legs with his feet flat on the ground being sure not to wipe off the fresh lotion. I began the process again. I added a little bit of lotion first to his shoulders and neck and then down his chest, over his tight little boy pectoral muscles, and then to his little pink nipples, causing them to get hard as my fingers made circles around them. He was watching me as I applied the lotion. He seemed to be okay with me running my hands over his small boy body. I don't think anyone has every really touched him like this, not even really when he was a baby, and except for last night, I haven't even seen or talked to him for years.

The thought of last night suddenly rang in my head. I thought I had been able to get away with tasting my little brother's cock and balls when mom never caught me this morning, but the sudden thought had me thinking, "what if he remembered something when I thought he was asleep?"

Without realizing it, I zoned out and my hand paused pressed on the middle of his chest. I continued as though nothing was out of the ordinary. I began to apply lotion to his fit boy belly all while taking the odd glimpse at his face, watching him watch me. "Did you remember?" I imagined I asked him in my thoughts. My fingers on his belly were having a reaction. He began to giggle and he looked me straight in the eyes and smiled while biting his bottom lip trying not to laugh. I couldn't help but smile back. It made me feel really warm inside, like he just let the sun shine on my heart.

We stared at each other's smiling faces for a while as I continued moving my hand over his belly. I decided to be a little adventurous. I let my finger run across his waistband again, but this time I poked under just a little bit. He seemed to be okay with it. I didn't dare poke any further, but he really did seem to be okay with it. Actually he seemed to be so happy to be getting so much attention from me. I didn't want it to end, but I finished applying the lotion to the rest of his body and he got up to explore the water with Tyler who had been calling him over to the pool side.

I noticed a lot of girls watching him as he walked towards the pool, wiggling his little boy bum in his tight little black Speedo with each step. It might sound strange, but most girls here almost never see any boys around. Sometimes even for months since the school for boys is in the town over about a thirty minute drive away.

For the most part, Molly and I stayed on the grassy area intent on improving our tans. We talked about various things, like school being over and what we'd like to do over the summer, and we talked to any of the girls we knew when they passed by. Tyler had introduced Riftlend to a bunch of girls he was friends with. Tyler gets along with girls really well and girls who know him treat him almost as though he is one of the girls, which I think he really likes. Riftlend was shy of everyone at first but he eventually seemed to get over his shyness and was splashing around with the small group. The two boys had to pee a couple times throughout the day, but instead of clearing out the locker room for them to use the toilets, we just found a tree out of site for them to pee on, and Molly and I sort of stood back to back with them as they peed, kind of guarding to make sure no one could see. Each time I thought to myself, "I love hearing Riftlend pee! I really wish I could watch." Then I thought, "I wonder if I could drink him like a straw," but I quickly thought I was stupid and continued my guard duties, even though my heart raced a bit from my idea.

Molly and I did eventually jump in the pool too. I made sure I grabbed Riftlend and put my arms around him as much as I could when we play wrestled in the water. The sun reflected like diamonds on the water every time we splashed around, and so did the beads of water dripping from his wet gorgeous skin. Molly gave me a strange look every time I had my arms around Riftlend, but he looked so happy, so I didn't care what she thought. Plus I kind of felt like I had to protect him from all the girls around us.

The time totally just flew by and, after several hours, we thought it was a good idea to leave for home. We had been out in the sun for a pretty long time and we had only snacks with us and not much else since breakfast. Molly and I went to change, but I told Riftlend to stay in his Speedo for the walk home. He kind of gave me a look like he was thinking about it and then nodded in agreement. "After all," I stated, "the locker room was a pain in the butt to clear out anyway."

The boys stayed in the sun for a bit to dry off, Molly brought Tyler his shirt to go along with the board shorts he was already wearing and I gave Riftlend his sandals but nothing else. We left for home and all of us were pretty much dressed the way we came except for Riftlend who was still only wearing the tiny black Speedo.

Chapter 6

Molly stopped in her tracks. "I think I forgot my watch," she said with urgency stuck in her voice. "You guys wait here. I'll be back in like ten minutes." We all agreed and she jogged off in a hurry back in the direction we came.

Riftlend was talking a lot more now. It would seem my little nine year old brother wasn't so shy anymore. He was chatting with Tyler who waited with us. They talked about the school for boys and Riftlend would giggle in the most boyish way whenever he thought something was funny. I think thirteen year old Tyler was the one who was actually shy now. I knew Tyler was gay, but it never even occurred to me that he might be attracted to my little brother. My little brother still only wearing nothing but a little black Speedo and a little boy's pair of sandals. I could totally tell Tyler's eyes would sometimes look my brother over only to nervously look away as though nothing happened.

Everything was fine, but then out of the corner of my eye I saw the Delaney brothers walking out from the bushes at the side of the park. The three of them are some of the few boys that live in this town, but they are far from being prime examples of the male species. All girls know to stay clear of them unless you're looking for trouble.

They're mostly just pests more than anything, but there is always a lot of rumours about them. The oldest is Ralph. He's fourteen like me but quite a few months older just like Molly. He's got dark brown eyes, dirty red curly hair that looks like it hasn't been washed for a month. He has pale skin and a bit of a belly on him, but is otherwise really skinny and he's maybe about an inch or two [5 cm] taller than me. The next is Nelson. He's thirteen like Tyler and they're about the same height. He has straight red hair that looks like it never gets combed. Otherwise he looks a lot like his older brother Ralph except he's really skinny all over without a big belly. The last one is Ted. He's nine like Riftlend and they're about the same height. Out of all of them, he's the only one that is actually kind of cute. He has bright red hair and kind of like a buzz cut. He has blue eyes and some freckles that make him look sweet. I think he lives with his mom during the school year and actually only lives with his older brothers and dad during the summer, which is maybe why he seems a lot cleaner and stuff.

"Hi Riftlend," Ted greeted my brother, likely knowing each other from the school for boys. "Were you out swimming or something?" obviously commenting on my brother's lack of clothing except for his tiny Speedo.

"Oh hey Ted," Riftlend responded politely. "Yeah, we were at swimming pool at the girl school."

Fourteen year old Ralph interrupted, "Hey Ashley, do you want to come see something really cool I've got in the bushes?"

Nelson didn't say anything, but had a stick he was poking the ground with.

"Umm... I don't think so," I said nervously.

Nine year old Ted piped up, "I don't think we should be bothering Riftlend or his sister."

Ralph just ignored him, "Come on Ashley. It'll be really cool. You won't regret it."

"Umm... okay I guess, but just for a sec – Molly should be back right away." I conceded, thinking to myself that he probably just wants to show me some beer he has or something.

I followed behind him towards the bushes. Riftlend and Tyler stayed behind. Ted and Nelson were talking to them and it sounded like the conversation was kind of awkward. Ralph lead me to an area surrounded by bushes and some trees. The area was shaded. I doubt anyone could see us in here but, in contrast, the bright open field was still clearly visible from where we were. I could still see Riftlend and Tyler talking to Ted and Nelson.

Ralph told me to take a seat on a blanket they had on a flat area. "Hey, you want a beer?" He asked in kind of a sinister way that sent chills down my spine as he sat down beside me.

"No thanks. I don't drink," I responded, putting my hand up to refuse his offer.

"Oh? That's cool I guess," he brushed off my refusal. "But guess what? Today is your lucky day. I'm going to give you something special."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm going to fuck you," he said. "I've always thought you were hot, so now I'm going to make you feel good."

I tried to say no, but he suddenly covered my mouth with his hand and pushed me back so I was laying on the ground. I tried to push him off, but he got on top of me, putting his weight on me, pinning my arms under him. With his free hand, he began to pull my shirt up. I wasn't wearing a bra because I only wore my bikini underneath to the swimming pool, but had taken it off and put it with our stuff in our bag. I tried to scream, but only a quiet muffled sound came out from my covered mouth. He felt my fourteen year old breasts with his dirty hand and then moved his head down and began licking one of my fourteen year old nipples and then the other. Without me wanting it, my nipples became hard and stiff. Ralph grinned as though it somehow made what he was doing justifiable.

He ran his free hand down from my breasts down to the button of my shorts. He undid the button after struggling with it for just a second and he began pulling my shorts down. I did not have underwear on either since I had taken my bikini bottom off after swimming and put it with my other things. Ralph ran his hand over my tiny little patch of blond pubic hair and cupped my teenage pussy.

He whispered in my ear, "You're almost bald down there. That is so fucking hot. You're going to love me fucking you. You'll even beg me for more." He then started undoing his own shorts and pulling them down bellow his pale and skinny white pimpled ass.

His teenage cock was already hard. I hadn't seen a boy's penis in my entire life until yesterday and now I've just seen my second in as many days, but this one I didn't want to see and I especially didn't want it to take my virginity. I found it repulsive. It seemed like it was dark purple all over. It was circumcised and about four inches [10 cm] hard, oddly about the same length as my well endowed nine year old pre-pubescent brother, but Ralph's teenage cock looked much fatter and thicker and at the base was a thick bush of dark red pubic hairs and two big teenage balls in their dark scrotum. His penis smelled like he'd been fucking a sheep or someone's ass and hadn't washed it ever. All of him stank and I just wanted him off of me. I could still see the boys in the field through the bushes and I just wished that I could call them with my mind.

Ralph shifted his body to force my legs open. I was able to get one of my hands free and I tried pushing him off again. He removed his hand from my mouth to grab my hand. I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Riftlend!" And I was quickly pinned and my mouth covered again.

Ralph used his free hand and was feeling my tiny patch of pubic hair and my clitoris, getting ready to penetrate me. I looked around him, trying to leave my body like I wasn't even there. "Oh God," I thought.

Riftlend heard me and Ted was trying to stop him by pushing him on his shoulders. Riftlend was like a machine or robot that was just turned on. He brought his right arm up and over top of Ted's restraining arms forcing them to drop, followed immediately by a left hook punch to Ted's liver and then to Ted's jaw, causing little Ted to drop down to the ground in excruciating pain. Ugly Nelson turned his attention away from Tyler and with a stick in his hand, he swung it like a baseball bat at my little brother. My nine year old brother just leaped forward towards the thirteen year old, closing the distance before the stick could make contact, followed by an immediate right hand punch to the teenagers face. Riftlend effectively locked his arm around the offender's arm that had the stick, making sure he could no longer swing his weapon. He then kneed the teenager in the groin, turned slightly reaching over and twisted the stick out of the offenders hand and hit him in the temple by his eye socket, all in the same motion.

The thirteen year old fell to the ground, possibly unconscious. I looked down to see what Ralph was doing to me. He was rubbing his fourteen year old circumcised penis against my fourteen year old clit. It left trails of some clear sticky stuff in my small patch of pubic hairs. He positioned his penis at my vaginal opening.

Just then, Riftlend leapt on his back from the side, wrapping his arms around his neck, pulling the teenager off me with both of them landing together in the dirt. Riftlend pulled Ralph on top of him with his arms forming a tight pretzel shape around Ralph's neck. Riftlend's legs wrapped around Ralph's waist, holding him tight. Ralph struggled and tried to pull Riftlend's arms away, but after about twenty seconds or so Ralph stopped moving and was unconscious.

I was still laying there in shock of what just happened. Riftlend untangled himself from Ralph's body, kicking him off as he did, and he came over to where I was. He pulled the shirt down to cover my exposed teenage breasts and he pulled my shorts up, even buttoning the button for me. He then stood up, offering his hand to help me up.

He pulled me by the hand behind him to where Tyler was gathering all our things up. "Are you guys okay?" Tyler asked.

Little Riftlend commanded, "Tyler, grab everything, run and get Molly and both of you get home as fast as you can, but take the long way home. I'm going to take Ashley home right now."

Nelson was knocked out but Ted was still on the ground in pain crying. "Riftlend," Ted pleaded, "I'm so sorry, Riftlend, they made me do it. I didn't want to, Riftlend, I'm so sorry." Ted raised his one arm up in surrender. The other arm cupped his side where his face was already beginning to swell up and where there was blood leaking from the edge of his mouth.

Riftlend just ignored him, Tyler ran off back in the direction of his sister, and Riftlend pulled me by the hand towards the safety of our house.

Chapter 7

Riftlend came to the bedroom door, which I had left open. "Are you okay?" he asked in his sweet nine year old voice. He was genuinely concerned about me.

I turned around to look at him and he realized I was naked and he dropped his gaze and looked away. I took a few quick steps towards him and wrapped my arms around him, pulling his face against my naked breasts. He didn't know what to do at first but then he put his arms around me and just sort of massaged my lower back as we hugged each other tightly. We stood there for a bit. I cried and he just stroked my naked back. He really cheered me up. "My little hero," I thought.

After what seemed like a really long time, my crying slowly stopped. I looked us over; I was completely naked and he was still only wearing his tiny little black Speedo. He was also absolutely filthy from his fight moments earlier. He had dirt in his beautiful soft platinum blond hair and there was dirt all down his back.

I broke our little embrace, but we still had our hands on each other, almost like we would if we had been dancing; my hands on his shoulders and his hands on my waist. "Riftlend," I said, "we are completely filthy." I chuckled and smiled at him. "We need to take a shower."

"Oh, okay," he said trying to avoid looking at my naked body, "I guess you can go first and I'll go right after you."

"No, Riftlend," I responded in a very soft voice, "I want us to take a shower together, okay?"

"I don't think mom would want us too," he sort of stuttered.

"I won't tell her. I love you and it will be our little secret," I grabbed him by the chin so I could stare into his eyes as I spoke to him.

He nodded yes, which made me smile. I pulled him by the hand into the washroom closing the door behind us. He was kind of standing behind me, looking all shy and not sure what to do. I told him he could look at me and that he didn't have to be shy around me. I then got really close to him and he finally looked up to my eyes.

"Here," I said taking his arm, "feel these." I placed his hand on one of my teenage breast. "How does that feel?" I asked.

He just felt me for a couple seconds. "It feels," he paused, "It feels really great," he said excited with a smile, looking up at me as though he needed to see if he got the answer right.

"And the other one," I guided his hand over, my nipples getting hard with excitement.

"Yeah, I really like them and they're really pretty too," he said in his excited nine year old voice. He was sort of staring at my breasts and then at my eyes and then back to my breasts again, smiling with his pretty teeth the entire time.

"Lets get you undressed and lets get into the shower." "Okay," and he placed his thumbs in the waistband of the little black Speedo he was wearing.

I put my hands on his hands and I stopped him. "I want to do it," I said as he removed his hands and put them by his side.

I got down to my knees in front of him. Grabbed him by the hips and spun him around, causing him to giggle. His gorgeous little bubble bum was right in front of my face. I slowly put my fingers in his waistband and pulled the tiny garment down just enough to expose his bum without exposing his front. His tan was amazing. He has a gorgeous white butt that contrasted sharply his tanned back and legs all covered in dirt. The white tan lines matching the outline of the Speedo that was covering it just a moment ago. I leaned forward and planted a kiss on his right butt cheek.

"I just kissed your butt," I said looking up at him as he twisted to look behind at me. He burst out laughing and I smiled and laughed too.

I ran my hand over his sexy little globes, then taking both my hands, I used my fingers to part his little cheeks, giving me and amazing view of his virgin little boy hole. It was clean from swimming, it was pink and it smelled like, I'm not sure how to describe it, but it smelled like boy. It looked so small but so sexy. I could see him twitch it, probably a little bit nervous from me staring directly at his little boy opening.

I looked at his backside until I was satisfied for the moment, then I grabbed his hips again and turned him around so now his little cocklet, still covered by the tiny Speedo, was facing me. I ran my hands starting from his chest down to his waistband. He shivered a little bit, but not because he was cold, but because he was nervous and excited. His Speedo was pulled down enough already that if he had pubic hair, then the hair would be expose. Instead I tickled his naked pubic region with my fingers until I manoeuvred my fingers under his waistband and I began to pull his Speedo down.

I pulled it under his little nine year old cocklet and baby boy balls. His penis was already semi-erect. He was already sporting three and a half inches [9 cm], plus a little bit extra due to the little tube of foreskin at the tip. All it took was me touching the underneath part of his cock head with my fingertip and his impressive prepubescent boy cock sprung up, completely rigid, giving me the extra half inch [15 mm] – making it just over four inches [10 cm] in total, plus the little extra from his chewable foreskin.

I stood up and grabbed his cocklet pulling him by it towards the shower. I used my free hand to turn the shower on and feel the temperature of the water. I turned around to look at him, standing behind me with my hand wrapped around his boy organ, and I said, "you're not going to get away," with a big smile on my face. I gently gave his cocklet a little tug, which seemed to send an electric shiver all over his immature nine year old body, causing him to inhale and exhale deeply.

I move my fingers along his cocklet, over the outline of his little cockhead hidden under his tight foreskin, to his little tube of skin at the tip. I pinched his foreskin between my fingertips. It was stretched much tighter compared to when he's soft. I pushed it back towards him trying to see his little piss slit, but the water was sufficiently warm now, so play time was over, and I grabbed my little brother's cocklet at its base and I pulled him into the shower with me.

He made a funny face as the shower's stream hit his head – it turned his hair from a soft fluffy platinum to a wet shimmering gold. I giggled at him and at his cute little scrunched up nose, while the water rolled over his face. I let go of his little boy meat, still ridged and pointing out, stiff like the perfect example of an erection. While facing him closely, I looked down at both of us and the small gap of space between us. The water had reached my fourteen year old breasts and they shined with a glimmer. My nine year old brother's chest was soak and shined the same way. His hard boy organ was sticking out, pointing towards me and, except for the slight difference in our heights, his little boy cock was pointing directly at my teenage pussy. The thought of having him in me sent a feeling across my body like spine-tingling goose bumps.

I tried to ignore what I was feeling. I tried to look past his perfect body, his perfect boy organ, the perfect example of immature masculinity. I had to control my thoughts and my breathing. Looking at his feet, I noticed some of the dirt from his fight today beginning to wash off and pool at the bottom of the shower before it rinsed away by the running water. I ran my fingers through his hair. He looked up at me kind of squinting like a cowboy, trying not to get water in his eyes. I still couldn't help but think about his hard cocklet pointing in the direction of my fourteen year old teenage pussy. I wanted him in me so bad, but I was so worried about getting pregnant. "Get it together," I thought to myself, "What would mom think if I got pregnant?"

I tried to quiet my thoughts. I grabbed a near by bottle of shampoo, emptying some in my hand and rubbing it into my little brother's hair. Using both hands, I brought the shampoo to a lather. I grabbed the bar of soap and gently rubbed it against his body, starting with his glistening chest, adding a sheen of soap to his stunning body. I soaped up his shoulders, then his arms, all of a sudden stopping to look at the bruises forming and the cuts from his fight this afternoon.

I pulled his right hand towards me and asked, "Do these hurt?" Inspecting his arm down to his hand, I noticed his knuckles where bruised and bloodied.

"No, it's fine," he pulled his hand away to rub his injuries with his other hand, which was showing equal signs of violence. "I fight a lot, so I'm used to these kind of injuries."

"You fight a lot?" I asked surprised but also very concerned. I reached over and turn the shower off.

"It's not what you think," he explained, "I train with my instructor Jack and I fight in competitions sometimes and stuff. You and mom were always invited to come watch if you wanted to. I guess you must have been busy or something." He looked up at me with kind of a sad look in his eyes.

I put my hand on the side of his face to console him. "I had no idea you were so talented Riftlend. Mom must have forgot to mention it, that's all. You know how busy she can get with work sometimes. I'll come to your next competition. Would you like that?"

He smiled and nodded yes. I smiled back and kissed him on the forehead. Looking down, I noticed his erection had faded a little bit; it was no longer sticking all the way out and was only about three and a half inches [9 cm] again, but still so incredibly sexy. His baby boy balls were also amazing. They were drawn up tight to his body. His scrotum and testicles looked so cute, I wanted to lick the silky sack.

I turned the water back on again. I took the bar of soap and moved my hand gently in-between his legs, underneath. I kind of cupped his testicles in my hand as I rubbed the soap along his sack. This caused his impressive boy cock to twitch and gain a little bit of length and hardness back. Then I ran my fingers from the base of his cocklet to the tip and he was fully erect again. I knew we couldn't spend all day in the shower, so I soaped up the rest of his front side, moving down from his waist, down his tanned hairless legs and finishing with his cute little feet and toes.

I turned him around and proceeded to wash his back. I noticed scraps and bruises from when he fought in the dirt. His elbows were even bruised. I continued to wash to his cute little boy bum, which shined all covered in water. I soaped up the firm little bubble shaped globes and I stuck my soapy fingers in between his ass crack. Feeling around, I ran one of my fingers around his puckered little boy opening. It parted just a little bit from my exploration and it felt like I could push my soapy finger all the way inside him if I wanted to. The thought of having my finger inside my little brother danced like electricity in my brain. I continued to soap up the little opening without indulging my desire to enter him.

To my surprise, he let out a faint little moan. I looked around his waist and his four inch [10 cm] cocklet was rock hard. It even twitched a little in unison with his little boy sphincter. "God, he's so hot," I thought to myself. I stop my little boy exploration to finish my cleaning duties. I soaped up the rest of his body and we rinsed the soap off of him under the spray of the shower.

"All clean," I commented with a smile, "but now it's your turn to wash me." And on that note, I put the bar of soap in his hand.

I grabbed some shampoo and started soaping up my own hair; my long curly blond hair being a little bit more elaborate than my little brother's short straight blond hair. With a big grin on his face, Riftlend began washing my chest while my own hands and arms were occupied on top of my head. Making slow circles with the soap around my breasts, he moved his fingertips over one of my teenage nipples and then the other. He focused on my breasts, but also looking up occasionally at my face to make sure I didn't disapprove of what he was doing. I most definitely did not disapprove. His little boy fingers felt like they were charged with electricity and I let out a little gasp of pleasure as they glided across my hard fourteen year old pink nipples.

I had to turn around to make sure all my hair was getting soaked; I couldn't get lost in only pleasure. He lathered up my back as I worked my hair. I could feel him hesitate when he got to my ass, but then he started moving his soaped up hands, first over each of my cheeks and then towards my crack. He then used one of his hands to part my teenage butt crack and began running his little boy fingers towards my asshole.

I turned my head to look back at him. He was intently concentrating on my asshole. I decided to show him everything, so I placed my hands on the shower wall, and bent over, sticking my bum out to naturally give him access to not just my virgin asshole, but my virgin cunt as well. I looked back and saw his cock was still rock hard, almost throbbing and I felt his little hand continue to explore my most precious parts. His fingers prodded my pink little asshole and then he moved lower to my completely exposed pussy. Except for a bit of a height difference, I was in perfect position for him to fuck me doggy style only if he knew how. His fingers glided over my girly opening and I had to close my eyes to stop from getting dizzy. Then all of a sudden he found my button, my teenage clit.

I let out a loud moan. "Right there, Riftlend. Please, right there, it feels so good," I pleaded out loud.

He obviously could feel my little bump, rubbing circles around it, then side to side. I started moaning as his manipulation of my clit sent waves of pleasure throughout my teenage body. He placed his free hand on my hips and continued to massaged my clitoris like an expert with increasing tempo. Moving faster and faster with his fingers sending waves of pleasure through my teenage body. My moans echoed in the shower. My breathing was erratic. I tried to swallow but my mouth was dry. The pressure was building up with each stroke of my tiny clit. I could feel it in my toes; I could feel it running over every inch of my body.

Still using one hand to steady myself on the wall of the shower, I reached behind me, between my legs with the other hand to where nine year old Riftlend was standing, and I grabbed his rock hard little penis and began to tug on it as he continued his attention to my teenage clit. He moved forward, giving me better access to his boy organ. The hand he had placed on my hips moved forward and found my breasts, still wet from the stream of the shower. I could feel him trembling with sexuality. His boyhood meat felt so good in my hand, so firm; I wondered what it might feel like inside of me. I was so tempted to pull his penis just a little bit forward towards me, which is all it would have taking to have him penetrate me, while I still stood bent over with my pussy and ass presented to him for doggy style sex. I had to use all of my will power not to. "Mom would kill me if I got pregnant," I thought over and over in my head.

Meanwhile the pressure was building up. His little fingers in-between my legs massaging my teenage clitoris, his other hand cupping my breast, and my hand wrapped around his aroused prepubescent boy cock. In-between my intense moans of pleasure, I heard him quietly moan with the pleasure of his penis being massaged in my hand. The squeaks of pleasure coming from my little nine year old brother was enough to push me over the edge.

"I'm going to have an orgasm," I yelled, indicating my peak was immanent, my voice getting higher as my climax approached.

It hit me and my entire body tensed up. I moaned loudly with every pulse of my teenage orgasm. It lasted for what seemed like minutes – my body shaking with every jolt. I closed my eyes as I almost blacked out and as my legs felt weak. I opened my eyes, turning around to see my naked prepubescent brother, his arms wrapped around me holding me, all while the shower still rained down on us.

I stood up, turning around to face him. My breathing beginning to turn back to normal. He looked up at me, with those innocent sky blue eyes, as if asking me if he had done something right. For my response, I put my hands on either side of his neck and pulled him towards me as I moved my face down to meet his. I touched his lips with mine in just a quick kiss at first, followed by a longer, more involved one. It took him just a second to realize what I was doing, then he began to return my kiss as our lips locked. I then used my tongue to part his lips just slightly, introducing my nine year old little brother to a French kiss. My tongue explored every little bit of his mouth, tracing along his perfect teeth until our tongues met together and danced around each other, rubbing as they did. He is the first boy I have ever kissed.

I then moved my lips down to his neck, licking and kissing the soft sensitive area; he opened his mouth just slightly letting out a soft moan in approval. I moved my mouth down, kissing every inch, water still running down his body from the shower. I stopped to suck and lick his little boy nipples. They are so cute and tanned now; they stiffen under the treatment from my mouth. His chest was rising and falling with excited breathing and, when I put my hand on him, I could feel his heart pumping fast.

I kept kissing down, this time finding his perfect little belly button. I stuck my tongue in it, causing him to giggle through his aroused heavy breathing. I then kissed even lower, until my chin reached my reward; his prepubescent boy cock. I used my fingers, manoeuvring it so I could kiss and lick around his completely hairless pubic region just above it. Then my tongue went to his base, gliding over his shaft towards the tip. At the tip, I took the little bit of foreskin that extended past his penis into my mouth and kind of chewed on it in-between my lips. I then used my lips to pull his tight foreskin back but only slightly, so not to hurt him; enough to explore the parted opening with my tongue, looking for his little piss slit until I found it. I tongued his little piss slit, trying to push in and open it with the tip of my tongue.

I could see my brother's arousal growing. His mouth was open, he was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling with every breath. He was now leaned back against the wall of the shower, with his hands holding to steady himself. I used my one hand to hold onto the base of his cocklet and the other hand to explore his body; exploring his tight little baby boy balls, which were pulled tight up towards his body, and then reaching around, I grabbed his fit bubble butt, almost clawing at it. I moved my mouth further down his penis, then back up again. I repeated the process over and over again until I had his entire nine year old cock in my mouth. I removed my one hand from his cocklet and now both my hands reached around and kneaded and clawed his nine year old boy bum. My lips were now touching the hairless base of his most private part.

Moving my mouth up and down, I increased the rhythm. With the same tempo, I pulled his ass cheeks apart, kind of in like a circular massaging type motion. He began to moan in unison with my head movement and other ministrations. He even started bucking his hips, thrusting forward, and actually began fucking my mouth. "A naturally born sex machine," I thought to myself as my mouth was full of preteen boy cock.

I could tell he was getting close to his climax. I wanted him to cum so bad. I wanted to know I had given him an orgasm and that I had given him pleasure. He was fucking my face and I was moving my head in rhythm, faster and faster. His little chirps of pleasure getting louder and louder.

He reached forward and grabbed my head, at the same time he gave a hard thrust into my mouth and he broke out in his orgasm. He just held me there, his cocklet all the way in my mouth, tickling the back of my throat as I felt it bounce and spasm. I tried to concentrate, trying to focus on every movement of his prepubescent organ as he climaxed. I tried to taste his sperm, but there wasn't any that I could tell. I thought to myself, "maybe he doesn't ejaculate when he cums? Maybe he couldn't even get me pregnant, assuming that is even possible?"

His powerful orgasm continued to pulse. His whole body tensed until it slowly subsided. I took my mouth off of his hot organ and I watched it twitch with the last few shots of climax, but still no signs of any semen on the tip. "Maybe I drank it without noticing?" I thought to myself again, "or maybe he can't even produce any?" I was excited by my possible finding, but not nearly as excited as having just given my nine year old brother a blow job and orgasm. I stood up and gave him one last kiss on the lips before we finished our shower.