Kenny

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It happened years ago, but this memory still stirs my libido like no other.

In bed I could hear my sister Susan and her friends chatting and laughing. Their voices carrying from the family room. I thought about putting my ear to the door, but then that would make my favourite pastime awkward. Here covered in bed my hand could slide under the waist band of my pyjamas and tease my erect penis. Their voices added to my erotic musings especially when Norma spoke. She was new to my sisters group and by far the prettiest. Norma’s blond hair and exquisite face just made her my new dream fantasy. My hand increased its stroking listening to her.
When I had arrived home Susan, her best friend Kathy and Norma were sprawled on the couch drinking moms wine from paper cups. Susan gave me a warning look. “You’d better not tell anyone about the wine if you know what’s good for you.”

“I won’t, I promise.” I answered. “Good” she replied then added. “This is Norma, she’s joining our little group.” Then to Norma. “Ken’s my little brother.”
Norma titled her head slightly and smiled up at me. I was smitten. Trying to appear indifferent I cast about the room, noting that all three girls were wearing T-shirts and shorts. Their shoes and socks were scattered on the floor in front of the couch as they had been painting their toenails. Susan and Kathy were stretched admiring their handiwork, long slim legs enticingly bare. My gaze was momentarily halted as I saw how tight their shorts cut a V into the bare skin. T-shirts casually tied at the bottom exposing more virginal softness.

“Mom told me to remind you to take a bath and your lights better be out when she gets home from work”. Susan ordered. Still smarting about her ‘little’ comment I sneered back at her. “I’m thirteen now, I don’t have to listen to you”. My feeble attempt didn’t intimidate her. “I’m still two years older than you little brother, so that makes me the boss”. I was embarrassed as to how this made me look in front of Norma and decided to swallow my pride and run.

After my shower, hoping to regain some of my bravado I paraded through the room this time clad only in a white towel knotted around my waist. I ran from the room when Susan made a lunge for my towel. That was close I thought to myself. The thought of Susan pulling that towel off me in front of Kathy and especially Norma was too uncomfortable to think about. I closed the door and crawled into bed.

In the soft shadows of my bedroom I again visited the scene from my arrival. My sister Susan was well-endowed for a fifteen-year-old. She was very proud of her large breasts and when mom was not around she often discarded her bra, instead favouring thin T-shirts. This was especially fun during horse play while watching TV. Sometimes arguing which channel to watch she would clutch the remote close to her chest daring me to take it from her. Her nipples would get stiff and prominent during the groping. Often she feigned weakness in fending off my attacks allowing me to feel her breasts until she would suddenly surrender the remote and disappear into her bedroom. Again when mom wasn’t around she would sometimes burst into the bathroom while I was having a shower laughing as my hands smothered my privates yelling for her to get out. When I was young she used to bathe me and mom even showed her how to pull back my foreskin ensuring I was clean. Since then my immodestly was limited to the seclusion of bed covers. Kathy her other friend was more of a typical fourteen-year-old with long legs. She always wore a small rigid bra under her shirt. When together Kathy usually deferred to Susan acting more like an obedient cohort.

My bedroom door opened and in the bright hall light I could see Susan standing in the entry. “What do you want?” I demanded. The light behind haloed her figure and her breasts were silhouetted clearly. “What do you want?’ I asked her again. “I have a favour to ask.” She replied moving to stand beside the bed. “What kind of favour?” I asked as she knelt bedside me and leaned closely as if conspiring. This was unusual for her and I immediately suspected that she might be more than just a little drunk. She leaned closer and my right arm was now under her shoulder. I raised my hand and tentatively touched her back. She leaned even closer to whisper, her arm slid over my head and she teased my left forearm almost like a caress. I moved to sit up and realized that my right arm was immobile under her weight and now my left arm was over my head and under her control as well. ‘What kind of favour?” I repeated. “Norma told us that she has never seen a boy’s penis.” I struggled before answering, but she clamped my arms down even harder. With Susan practically on top of me I was hardly able to move. “Well find somebody else.” I managed. “Oh come on Ken, do this for me and I promise not to tell mom you stole a bottle of wine. And you know who she will believe, don’t you?” I knew only too well. I struggled again but it was of no use. “Now little brother you lay there and let me do this, just keep your mouth shut.”
She looked at me and while waiting for an indication of compliance she raised her body slightly dragging her breast along the side of my face. Her nipple raked my cheek. Reaching with her right hand she pulled at her T-shirt uncovering her nipple and then offered it to my mouth. My lips suckled her rigid nipple as she reached for the blankets and tossed them aside.

“Norma, Kathy! Come here.” She called. I panicked, but she pressed her breast harder into my face. “Shhh, she demanded.”

I couldn’t see other than shadows moving as Norma and Kathy gathered beside the bed. Susan reached down and I could feel her tugging on the drawstring of my pyjamas. The tie came lose. “Kathy” She directed “Pull down his pyjamas and hold his legs if he makes a fuss”. I felt hands grasp the waist band on either side and start to tug them over my hips. Cool air rushed over my stomach. My flaccid penis flopped to one side escaping the pull of material and the cool air extended to my thighs.

I moved my head slightly and saw that Norma was kneeling beside my bed her mouth hidden behind the fingers of her hand as she gazed at my penis. Kathy was close beside her also intent on the display.

“Is he hard?” Susan asked, raising her head to look at my groin. “No” Kathy replied, her eyes not leaving my penis. “Well feel him.” Susan directed. Then seeing Kathy reach for my penis she added “No, Norma you do it.”

I struggled to move my hips away from Norma’s approaching hand. Susan looked down at me smirking. “Just relax little brother you will like this.” My thoughts were competing with intense sexual anticipation and embarrassment. I closed my eyes and pulled Susan’s nipple back into my mouth. I could feel Norma’s cool hand tentatively touch my hip and then slide across my groin, her fingers grazing my penis. Gently she lifted my hardening penis, I could feel her long fingernails exploring. I opened my eyes. Norma was intent on her examination. “The skin is so soft.” She murmured.

A soft moan rose from my throat as Norma’s hand tightened around my now rigid shaft. Norma paused in her examination. “Is anything going to come out?” She asked. “I don’t think so, he’s too young. he doesn’t even have hair yet. Pull down his foreskin so you can see the head.” Susan suggested.

I was unable to discern any thoughts other than Norma’s soft hand pulling down my foreskin as she leaned closer to examine me. Her hand released me slightly then tightening her grip slid down to uncover the head again. I suddenly realized that Kathy was now examining my testicles, gently exploring their shape with her fingers.

“Kenny” Susan grinned down at me. “You’ve grown quite a bit since I last saw your peter.”

“Norma, keep moving your hand just like that.” Susan told her. “And now you have one more challenge to do before joining our group.” “Ummmm.” Norma answered too intent on the affect her stroking was having on my shaft.” “You must taste a boy’s penis.” Norma stopped and looked at her in disbelief. “Come on Norma.” Susan cajoled. “We’ve all watched the videos, now’s your chance to find out what it’s like.”

My hips were lifting now urging more stroking, my heart racing, there was a heat in my groin that I had never experienced before and now Susan was telling Norma to take me in her mouth.

“Norma, pull down his foreskin again and stick out your tongue just to try.” Susan suggested. Norma obediently moved over my penis. Lowering her head, I could see her tongue tentatively dab at the glistening head of my penis. “Now Norma.’ Susan urged. “Open your mouth and take him in.” I strained to watch.

Norma’s lips softly explored the tip. Her lips then slid over the head and my cock was embraced by her mouth. An incredible warmth enveloped the end of my penis and I convulsed with an intense orgasm like I’d never experienced before. Norma released me from her mouth, maintaining her grip at the base of my penis. She looked at Susan. “What happened?” Norma asked. “He had an orgasm, did anything come out?” Norma pursed her lips and swallowed. “I don’t think so; my mouth just feels sticky.”

Susan smiled down at me. “Was that so bad little brother?” I stared back at her not yet able to catch my breath. She looked down at my cock. “Good you’re still hard, now it’s Kathy’s turn.”

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