“What?” groaned Brian.
Frank circled his anus and brought a soapy finger up against it. Without pausing he slid right in, slowly twisting around many times to make sure everywhere was slick with soap. He pulled out and guided Leslie down so she was positioned over his cock. Her buttocks looked so incredible without an ounce of fat to spare and her anus looked tiny, tight and tempting. Frank glanced her shoulder at Brian and smiled back at the sight of his grin and the slickness over his cheeks.
“She’s going to make love to you, she wanted you to be her first,” he said. Brian looked up at Leslie with a mix of passion and possibly concern given the extent of his injuries. “Back a bit,” said Frank as he guided Brian’s cock against the opening of her vagina. He pulled the foreskin down, delighted with the way the head immediately bobbed into view. With his guidance it lodged between the girl’s pussy lips and the two teenagers groaned. Brian shifted a little and a grimace of pain distorted his face. Just simply moving a few inches seemed to cause him considerable pain and Frank wondered whether the boy would rather be fucked by this lovely looking girl or just rest in peace. It seemed that he had still to make up his mind.
“Hurts!”
“She’ll be careful, won’t you Leslie?”
“Head, shoulder, stomach,” said Brian with a petrified look.
“Just relax, she’ll make love to you,” he said, standing beside the couple. His own cock jutted out, clear for all to see. “Just lower yourself slowly so he enters you, take your time.” Leslie looked between her legs and saw that the head of Brian’s cock had already disappeared. She breathed out loudly then lowered herself so that he entered her further than anything except her fingers had ever been. She checked to see whether he was enjoying himself and was happy to note the silly grin on his face as his right hand came up to touch her breast.
“Slowly now,” said Frank as he turned to Brian. “You’re in her now. Her first man. Let her move on you and come inside her.” Brian groaned but kept the grin as Leslie dipped again, moving sideways occasionally as she judged each downward motion. Frank caressed the girl’s buttocks, allowing his finger to brush over her anus. “Let it happen, take him all inside you,” he whispered to her. “Come on his cock, you know it’s what you want!”
“Yes,” said Leslie simply. She breathed in deeply and dropped all the way. Suddenly wide-eyed, she giggled, apparently happy since there was no searing pain or blockage as he filled her pussy.
“Oh yes, all the way in, so deep. Such a huge cock in her, Brian. Fuck her.”
Frank’s hand smoothed slowly over the girl’s bottom then dipped down between Brian’s legs. He gripped his balls once again and tugged at the bag, pulling it tight away from his body. He let it slip roughly between his fingers, pulling hard as Leslie took up the pace. She shuddered often, close to orgasm and moved ever closer by the groans from Brian.
Frank nestled into the girl’s neck and whispered to her. “Come, fuck him so you come over his cock.”
“Oh god, feels so enormous in me.”
“You’re not a virgin anymore. He’s filling you up, right?” Frank slipped his hand between her legs and spread his fingers so that he could feel Brian’s cock moving into her wet pussy on each stroke. “You deserve this, so does he.”
“Mmm, Bri you feel so fucking good inside me, you know?”
Brian nodded, his right hand both caressing her thigh and keeping her pace slow so she didn’t rock the bed too much and cause pain to shoot through his shoulders.
Frank caressed the girl’s little breast as he watched the wonderful scene unfold. His own cock was thick, rigid and painfully hard. “Such a big cock in your pussy, take it all, up and down, harder, your first boy, first fucking orgasm,” he said. As he kissed her neck and continued to stretch Brian’s scrotum he felt her hand on his cock, pulling it towards the young boy. Looking over her shoulder he was shocked to see Brian straining to get the head closer to his lips. Frank moved forward a few inches and was rewarded as the teen’s mouth accepted him. He reached down and guided Brian’s head closer so that another inch disappeared inside his mouth. Frank then scooped a breast into his left hand and pushed a finger into Leslie’s anus while whispering to her. “Make him come, Leslie. The first boy to fill your pussy. See his mouth on my cock!” His lips sought out her ear lobe and kissed gently, nibbling as she groaned with the overload of pleasure.
“Jeeze Bri! You’re swallowing him!” squealed Leslie when she saw what he cousin was doing. Her movements slowed as she took in the scene and only gathered pace again when she decided that Brian was actually the instigator. Brian nodded slightly as Frank helped by moving his hips to lessen the effort that Brian had to make.
“Oh god, I’m coming. Bri, fuck me! Ah!” She shuddered at the sight of the man’s cock sliding slowly into her cousin’s mouth, lost rhythm and then leaned down, staring straight into his eyes. Frank could see a small trickle of liquid over the boy’s cock which pumped out on each stroke and he felt wetness between his fingers as she coated the young boy’s balls. Slipping his cock out of Brian’s mouth, he let go of the boy’s head and smacked her buttocks hard, causing her to shriek and bounce higher as she regained her rhythm.
“Fuck yeah!” she shouted as Brian cried out and thrust up into her with as much energy as he could find. Brian gripped her hard and Frank was quite sure he wanted her to stop but couldn’t bring himself to ask, and even though the pain and ecstasy mixed into one trembling look on his face it was far from natural. Eventually she slowed and rested her head on the bed beside Brian while he remained inside her, rock hard. Frank smiled at them both, patting Leslie on the back for a job very well done. He went into the kitchen, hard to the point of pain as Leslie raised herself and Brian slipped out of her pussy. A slow, thick wave of red-tinted cum dripped out of her and down the back of her legs.
“I think I came twice,” said Leslie, cuddling carefully into Brian. He kissed her lips and caressed the side of her face. They lay quietly for several minutes until Leslie raised herself up on her elbow. “Bri, you know he put his cock inside your mouth?”
“Hmm, yup.”
“Well, like, didn’t you mind?”
He shrugged. “It’s all sort of sharing and pleasing each other really, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, but I thought boys didn’t do that?” she said as she lay carefully by his side. Her young man now seemed more awake than her had been a few minutes ago, but he was silent, looking out towards the kitchen.
“You know what my father said when I asked if I could take the bus to your place?” asked Brian quietly.
“What?”
“He said I might as well goddamn stay there.”
“Your Dad can be so mean, right?”
“He hates me, Les. He hates my sis too.”
“At least you have a Dad, mine disappeared.”
“But your Dad was so kind to me last year, it was like coming home to family when I got here.” Leslie rested her head on his chest and watched his cock, still bobbing up and down, still hard, still huge. “Frank is the same. He’s kind, considerate, gives you his time even when it’s not convenient.”
“So, was I your first?” asked Leslie, looking up at him. The boy smiled and nodded. “Have you ever done anything like that before?” The smile left his face rapidly and he closed his eyes.
“Have you? Have you ever done anything with another boy, or a girl?” he asked, staring now at the ceiling.
Leslie thought for a while before answering. “If I tell you will you tell me?”
He shrugged. “Suppose so.”
Leslie paused to gather her thoughts. “So, my friend Sammy and I fooled around a little. Like, touched each other, you know.”
“That’s it?”
“Yeah.”
“So you got naked?”
“Bri!”
“Well, I thought we were going to tell everything. That’s not much is it?”
“OK, so we were naked. It�
�s the only sleepover I’ve ever been to. At about three in the morning everyone wanted to sleep but we were left in her lounge and were sitting in front of the fire. We just started cuddling and then after a while we kissed a little then she slipped her hand into my panties, then took my pyjamas off.” Leslie looked up at Brian for some sort of reaction but he just stared at the ceiling. “What about you?”
“So what happened then?”
“Well, we, you know. We both got naked and touched each other. We watched some videos of girls on her phone.”
“Did she come? Were you wet?”
“Bri!”
“That’s not asking much. I’ll never know who it was so it doesn’t really matter, right?”
Leslie looked back down and considered her response. “Yeah, after a while we did a sixty-nine like on her phone.”
“You licked her out?”
“You’re so crude Bri! It was nice.”
“Good, I’m glad you liked it. Nothing wrong with it, eh?”
Leslie shrugged and stared at the ceiling too. “Suppose not. We don’t mention it at all.”
“Would you do it again?”
“Not after this afternoon. Not after having you inside me.” Brian laughed for less than a second before wincing with pain.
“So I converted you?”
“Dumb!” said Leslie, punching him lightly and Brian shrieked with pain.
“Shit I’m sorry!” said Leslie, gently touching where she had hit him. He shook his head but was clearly annoyed with her. She ran her hand across his chest. “So what about you? Any other girls? Or boys?”
Brian paused then looked up at her. “Once.”
“Who was she?”
“He.”
“Bri! I don’t believe you!” whispered Leslie. Then she paused, looking at him as her thoughts processed what she had just seen that afternoon. “Oh my god, you did!”
“Anyway, so now you know.”
“Whoa, I told you about what happened to me, what about you? Where was this?”
“It doesn’t matter Les.”
“Oh come on, that’s not fair.”
“You don’t want to know.”
“Why, in case I meet him?”
Brian shook his head slowly. “This is a stupid game. Let’s talk about something else,” he said, turning away with a groan.
“No. Tell me!” she said. “Be fair.”
“Les, I’m sorry I mentioned it!” he shouted. “Let’s talk about something else.”
“Fucker, what’s so terrible? So you fucked a guy, Jeeze. Just fuckin’ tell me.”
“Everything OK in there?” asked Frank from the kitchen.
“Fine!” said Leslie.
Brian shook his head very slowly and breathed in. “First of all, I’m sorry. OK?”
“Bri, what is it?” she asked, genuinely concerned by the look on his face and the beginning of tears in his eyes. He reached out and pulled her a little closer.
“Last summer. When I was here with you. Remember I fell out of that tree?” he said, running his fingers over her back.
“Yeah!” laughed Leslie. “Served you right, trying to be so damn clever!”
“Remember your Mum bandaged my fingers together, and then put my left arm in a sling?”
“Yeah, you seem to have a death wish against that arm, right?” Her smile froze. “Wait, this has to do with my Mum?” she asked incredulously. “You’re bleeding joking, right?”
He shook his head. “Well, my shoulder really hurt, but nowhere near as much as it does today. Anyway, I didn’t sleep too well that night even though we stayed up pretty late watching TV.” Leslie nodded as she recalled the evening. “The next morning I needed to go to the bathroom. I mean big bathroom.”
“Poop.”
“Yeah. As I went into the bathroom your Dad asked how I was and said that if I needed anything I just had to ask. My Dad would have probably hit me for falling out of the tree but your Dad was so kind and thoughtful, made me feel so welcome, loved. He said he was going to take a shower after I had finished.”
Leslie smiled, nodding as the story unfolded, imagining her father being helpful. “So after doing my stuff I realized that I couldn’t wipe myself. I thought about it then called out to your Dad. He came in wearing his dressing gown and realized what I needed.” Leslie’s smile faded.
“Bri?”
Brian shook his head. “I had my underwear around my ankles and a T-shirt on. He asked me to lean forward and he tried to wipe my bum. He was nervous and hopeless at it, making it worse, spreading it all around while I stared at the floor” The boy paused, looking for a reaction from Leslie who was smiling slightly. “Then he suggested that I should lean back. He filled the basin with warm water, knelt in front of me and used soap to clean me up. With his hands.”
Leslie frowned, seemingly only slightly disturbed by the tale.
“When he touched me even that first time…Les, I mean, it felt so good” He exhaled loudly, worry on his young face. “I got, you know, very excited. He touched my bum, my hole.”
She looked down at his cock and he nodded. “I tried to cover it, my cock I mean, and push it out of sight but it went under the seat a little way. Your Dad finished cleaning me and said that since it had touched the toilet bowl it would need to be cleaned too.”
“No, you fucking liar!”
“Les, this is how it happened. I’m not making it up I promise!”
“You think my Dad is some fucking gay man? This is some fucking stupid joke, right?”
“Les, there’s more.”
“I don’t believe you, asshole,” she said, turning away. “Jeeze, you take my cherry then muck it all up with this crap!”
“Les, after breakfast your Dad suggested that a doctor should look at my shoulder, so he took me out in his car. Remember we left you and your Mum at home?”
Leslie did remember and only too vividly. It had seemed strange on that day that the four of them hadn’t gone on the trip together since Brian was staying at their house for only a short break, even though the doctor’s visit was just for Brian’s benefit. She rolled over again slowly, looking at him. His hands were shaking very slightly. “Go on.”
“He took me to a doctor’s place miles away. I mean all the way through your town and out again. Miles it was, maybe half an hour. It was an amazing house, next to a church I think. The man who lived there said he was Doctor Kemp or something like that. He met us wearing a white coat and took us through to a back room. He was about fifty I think, a bit grey, looked like he earned a lot of money. Anyway, there was a bed and table, computer and stuff. He asked me loads of questions about how I fell out of the tree, if I had slept properly.”
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