Bobby Gets Educated - Part II

It dawned on me the next morning that I was no longer a virgin. Since it was with my cousin, Amanda, I couldn’t risk ever telling anyone about it. To be 13 years old with a 15 year old lover, and be able to tell no one, really sucked!

My sister, Michelle, and her friend, Kelly, must have been the first to wake in the morning. When I first opened my eyes and tried to focus, their sleeping bags were already rolled-up and in the corner of the play room. Looking the other way, my cousin Tom was rolled-over asleep in the same position he was in last night. I guess he must really sleep hard. I was lying on my stomach and finally realized that Amanda’s hand was on my bare butt when she squeezed it. I rolled onto my side and leaned into a quick kiss. Her hand trailed from my butt onto my dick during the turn. She playfully squeezed it a couple of times and the bone was awake, too.

Unfortunately, Amanda used good common sense, sat up, grabbed her knapsack and headed to the bathroom to get dressed. A flood of memories shot through my head as I watched her slender naked body head to the bathroom. Her ass had just the right shape, and her tits, the right bounce. For lack of a better term, I was in complete lust with her. When she came back out a few minutes later, I darted in to run the same drill. Family activities and banter had already begun when I got out, so I never got a moment alone with Amanda to discuss what we did – or to figure out when to do it again!

On Saturday night, we all decided to head up into the National Forest to the lodge there. Both families had separate rooms, so I didn’t get a chance to re-live that first night with Amanda again. We had fun up there around the group campfire. The next morning, we hiked around a bit. Aunt Betty, Uncle Robert and the kids all left from there in the mid-afternoon.

Months passed and I actually enjoyed 8th grade a lot. The normal routine: school all day, bus ride back, go across the street to “Velma’s Child Care” with Michelle, do homework and play outside with Michelle and Velma’s daughter Kelly, and head back across the street around 6pm to find mom and dad already home.

At home, my 8th grade year wasn’t much different than the 7th. We would still get up early most mornings. We would all prepare for the day in various states of undress. On school days, we would get ready to leave for the bus stop by 7:15am. On weekends, Mom and Dad would usually be showered and dressed by 9am. Michelle and I would often laze around until 10am, grab some breakfast in the buff, and then get ready for the day. Most every morning would still include somebody making reference to my bone. In most cases it was Michelle. Unlike Mom or Dad, Michelle would follow her comment with a couple of fingers on my dick pressing it down like a swimming pool diving board and letting it spring back. A few times recently, though, she would wrap her fingers around my dick while pressing down and then release a few seconds later. That felt really good, but I couldn’t ever tell her that.

My room and Michelle’s room were Jack and Jill rooms. They were connected by a bathroom with a door going into each room. The big walk-in closet was also shared with a sliding door leading in from each room. A few days after losing my cherry, I finally figured out how to cum by myself in the bathroom. It wasn’t anything elegant – just a dry hand on my dick pumping until I shot onto the counter or into the toilet. This turned into a nightly ritual as I was getting ready for bed. I was always careful to close and lock both doors and didn’t make any noises. After a few weeks, I discovered that Kleenex was portable and that I could beat off on my bed lying down instead of standing up in the bathroom. The bedroom was much better and the sessions could run much longer. There was one marathon session where I was thinking about Amanda’s, and alternately, Velma’s, hot naked bodies, and I was able to cum four times in a couple of hours. My balls ached well into the next day and I thought I might have damaged something inside. To my relief, the aching subsided the next evening and my hand worked magic one more time that night.

This particular winter only consisted of a few rain storms and was very warm overall. By the time that Spring Break came around, it was already very hot by midday. Since we were off of school, Kelly, Michelle and I encouraged Velma to take us down to the creek first thing Monday morning. The three of us kids already had our towels and Speedo bottoms on and Velma donned her normal tank top and bikini bottoms. We packed up a lunch and headed down the ravine to the rocks and water below. As usual, me and the girls were in the water almost right away. It was really cold water this time of year, but we that didn’t slow us down. Since nobody wore tops, it was clear that we were all cold. A fascinating change was that Kelly now had small round protrusions on her chest capped with big nipples. Last summer her nipples were just dots. In fact, my sister’s were still dots and she’s 6 months older than the 11 year old Kelly.

Up on her normal rock, Velma had already removed her tank top and oiled up for the day. She was not as tan as the last time I saw her here. After we ate lunch, she dropped her bikini bottoms and headed back up to lay down again. As she pulled down her bottoms, I noticed that she had a bushy crotch. She noticed me staring and commented that “I’ll have to shave tonight. I didn’t plan on being down here at the creek so early this year”. She didn’t wait for me to say anything and went up to lie back down.

Once Velma stripped, that was the sign to the rest of us that we could lose our bottoms as well. Almost in unison, we pulled our trunks down and set them on the rock. Kelly was first to yell “Bone!” at me. Michelle was still standing right beside me and quickly did the springboard maneuver on my dick and jumped in the water. Kelly just stood there staring at my dick like she’d never seen it before. She said out loud, “Look how big Bone is now! It has hair on top, too. I’ll bet Bone is 5 ¼” long now”.

My jaw dropped and I immediately looked over at my sister who did her best not to make eye contact. Nobody knew that my dick was exactly that long. I did all of my measurements in my room with a wooden ruler that I kept on my desk. I had to ask Kelly, “How do you know that?”

“Umm. Just a guess.”

“That’s some guess. I’m sure that Michelle has better information than that!” I chortled.

Michelle slipped out of the water and sat next to me with her legs still in the water. “Look, I saw the marks you put on your ruler when I borrowed it. Since the marks were at about the same length as Bone, I assumed that’s what it meant. I told Kelly. I’m sorry.”

I really wasn’t mad, just surprised. “That’s okay. I thought I was more careful than that.”

Kelly wasn’t through, though. “My Dad’s penis is 8” long.” That caught Velma’s attention fast.

She sat up quickly and said, “Kelly, it’s not appropriate to talk about other people’s private information. I just told you that information because you asked. Your dad would be very angry if he knew about this.”

Surprisingly, Michelle spoke up next, “Mom said that dad’s gets 7” long and it’s really fat. I think she’s right because it’s as big around as my wrist when he walks around the house.”

Velma jumped in, “That applies to you too, Michelle. I’m sure he would be upset if he knew that information was out.”

Both girls replied at about the same time with, “I’m sorry”.

Of course, my dick was still hard as a rock. It didn’t get any better when I started to think about how big it might get when I’m older. The two girls jumped back into the water and started rough-housing. I looked down and could see pre-cum glistening in the sun on the very tip. Velma was still sitting up and said quietly to me, “You better jump into the water big boy to settle that thing down”. The “big boy” comment made me feel adequate and I smiled over to her. She seemed to be staring at me through her sunglasses as she lay back down on her back. I turned toward the water and jumped in.

Maybe it was just a strange day, but the sexual atmosphere continued through the afternoon. In the water, the girls were mercilessly tickling me and grabbing my dick. Even in the cold water, I stayed hard most of the time. Fortunately, the girls were open to reverse play and I got a chance to feel Kelly’s new tits more than once. Kelly surprised me a couple of times by holding my hand below the water and rubbing her pussy hard against my fingers up and down. It reminded me of Amanda a few month’s ago. I kept trying to tell myself that she was too young to be thinking of sex, but I couldn’t convince myself of that.

Later in the afternoon, all four of us were lying on the rocks. Velma was on her stomach with her pussy pointing down toward me and she was lying on her right hand again. Every few seconds I could see her red fingernails rubbing the top of her pussy. The two girls were to the left side of me in a row. When I rolled over onto my back, Bone was up, but neither of them commented which was weird. Instead, Michelle’s eyes were closed (napping?) and Kelly was just staring at my dick. She knew I was looking at her because she made eye contact and smiled. Her eyes went back to Bone. It was very exciting for me to watch her look, but the sun’s glare got to me and I laid my head back and closed my eyes. Not more than a minute later, I felt a couple of fingers lightly wrap around my dick just below the head. My eyes opened to see Kelly’s arm stretched as far as possible to make the contact. She looked at my eyes and I smiled. Her thumb and index finger completed a circle around my dick and then she started gently pumping up and down. It felt great! It had been long enough that I could only really remember my own touch. What a difference it makes when someone else does the job. This went on for a couple of minutes and I mouthed the word “faster” to her. She complied. My hips started thrusting, and I could feel the build-up starting. A good dozen strokes later, my balls came alive and started shooting all over her hand, and my stomach and chest. She seemed to jump a little when it all started, but she didn’t stop stroking until I put my hand on hers. My heart was beating so fast that I hardly noticed that my breathing was heavy, too. Kelly pointed to the water and I leaned forward, walked over and jumped in. When I came back over to the edge, I was happy to see that all three of them were still lying down. Velma and Michelle had their head’s turned my way, but it didn’t seem that they were paying much attention to me. It was hard to tell about Velma, though, because she was wearing sunglasses. Kelly was now lying on her stomach and looked to be working her pussy from underneath. Her hips were moving a little bit, but no other movement or noise.

When I came out of the water, Bone was finally sleeping. I headed back to the towel. As I stepped over Kelly, I could see that her legs were actually spread quite a bit apart. Her ass was slightly pointed into the air. She had her middle finger all the way in her pussy! I stopped mid-stride, looked for a few seconds as she repeatedly penetrated herself, and then stepped over and laid down. About 30 minutes later, we left the stream and headed up to the house. By 6pm, we headed back home and to dinner.

The next morning, we were at the Samuels’ by 8am. Kelly was already dressed and in the kitchen eating some scrambled eggs. Michelle plopped down in front of the television, so I went in to visit with Kelly. I was just sitting down with Kelly said very quietly, “Michelle said that Bone shoots white pee. I didn’t believe her until yesterday.”

Kelly has a way of stunning me. I asked in a whisper, “How did Michelle know about my white pee? Why did you do that yesterday?”

“It’s supposed to be a secret, so don’t tell Michelle I told you this. She says that she goes into your big closet at night and watches you shoot white stuff through the sliding door. She told me about it a couple of months ago. Please don’t tell her.”

“I won’t”, I honestly said. What I didn’t say is that my mind was already working on a way to catch her in the act one night.

“And yesterday?”

“Well, nobody was watching and I figured you wouldn’t mind showing me the white stuff. It shot so far! I didn’t even think Bone could do that.”

“Shhh,” I said, “It doesn’t shoot that far when I do it, so it must have been the helping hand”. I followed it up with a smile hoping it might lead to another session sometime soon.

After breakfast, and an hour of cartoons, we gathered up our things and went down to the creek. Most days Velma would just pack a knapsack with lunch and a separate bag for her things. Today, she had pulled together much more fruits, snacks and a dessert, so we loaded up a good-sized ice chest for the day. Velma and I each took one side of the chest and hauled it down to the steam.