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 Kerry and Kelly, the twins Ch 3 bg, Mg, Mb, noncons, pedo, rape, mast,
exhib,

   Synopsis: Kerry and Kelly are 9 year old twin brother and sister who are
deeply in love with each other and are living through the first
separation of their lives.  A neighbor has a chance to abuse Kelly.  Now

an older boy is after Kerry.

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   Kelly's close call with downstairs' neighbor Paul wasn't over.  He was
fixated on the child, he had to have her.  As he waited outside the
bathroom door, his cock throbbed but it had let him down in a moment of
panic when the chance to rape the child called his bluff.  He'd been so
close to assaulting her yet in the moment of opportunity he had backed
down. Now he hated himself for missing the chance but it wasn't over.  He
still had time.  What if she understood what he had been feeling and would
tell her parents tonight?  They might shut him out, they might call the
cops.  But he'd done nothing wrong yet.  There was nothing the cops could
do to him.

   Kelly slowly dressed as she hid behind the locked bathroom door.  She
had an inkling that Paul lurked just outside.  She put her ear to the door,
straining to hear him.  Paul, two inches away from the child, had his dick
in his hand as he pumped it.  Kelly thought she could hear a rhythmic
slapping sound, not realizing she was hearing Paul jacking his cock.

   She noisily unlocked the door and waited for a moment, just long enough
for Paul to make a decision.  Rape her now or never?  No, he'd have other
chances.  The other kid would be gone for two weeks.

   Wednesday started as a perfect day.  Kelly's adventure with the
downstairs neighbor had ended with him retreating defeated to his own
apartment, wondering why he kept getting cold feet.  He spent the evening
formulating a new plan before he went to the pharmacy for what he'd need
tomorrow.

   Kerry's counselor, Drake, made certain the boy got an extra helping of
fruit salad at lunch.  All was well with the world.  "Kerry, how about
helping me with the dishes after dinner tonight?"

   "Sure, Drake.  Anything you need." Damn, kid said the right words, now
if it would just all come together.  After dinner, Drake made sure he and
Kerry were alone in the dining hall kitchen, a surprisingly small space
considering the amount of decent food came out of it three times a day. 
The dish wash area was hardly any bigger than a small closet, a tight,
confining and hot space.  Kerry stood in front of the sink, hot water
adding to the discomfort.  Drake stripped to his boxers.

   "Whew.  I sure appreciate your help, Kerry.  Look, it's too hot to wear
clothes.  Let's strip down and get this over with as quick as we can." With
that, he shed the remainder of his clothes and reached over to help Kerry
out of his t-shirt.  He could hardly wait to see the boy naked again. 
Kerry, being only 9, was an innocent.  He had no idea that a man could or
would be sexually interested in his body so he nonchalantly stripped down
just as Drake had done.  Drake stood behind the boy, reaching over him to
take the washed dishes, dip them in rinse water and sanitizer, then stack
them.  With each movement, his cut 8" cock brushed the boy's ass.  At first
Kerry didn't realize what was brushing against him.

   "Hey, cut that out!"

   "Cut what out?"

   "You're touching me with your dick."

   "So?  What's wrong with that?"

   "Boys aren't supposed to touch each other like that."

   "Zat so.  Who told you that?"

   Kerry thought for a moment.  He was sure he'd heard that somewhere but
in the confusion of the heat and tightness of the space he couldn't recall
where.  "I dunno.  Let's just get this done." He went back to washing
dishes.  Drake pressed forward a little, letting his now hard and erect 18
year old cock press against the boy's ass crack.

   "Tell you what, Kerry.  I'm gonna let you in on some adult secrets. 
You're a good kid, helping me out like this and all.  I'm gonna do
something for you to show how much I like you." He reached down around the
boy's naked waist and caressed his immature dick.  It involuntarily
responded to the touch, almost instantly growing firm.  Not hard, but
nicely firm.  Kerry started to resist but his slightly clouded mind
realized that it felt good.  No one had ever touched his penis before
except his sister and this was so much better than she did it.  The child
almost swooned when Drake took his little now hard rod between his thumb
and forefinger and began slowly jacking it.

   "Zat feel good, kid?" Kerry leaned his head back against the older boy's
smooth chest and sighed.  Drake upped the speed, really jacking the boy
until the little dick had grown into a hard 4 inches.  He turned the boy
around and sank to his knees.  In one gulp, the child's dick was buried in
the older boy's mouth.

   "O god.  O god.  O man, Drake.  Jesus.  That feels good." The boy leaned
back against the hot sink, lingering there for a moment before he realized
the sink was burning his back.  He lurched forward, shoving his little dick
deeper into the older boy's mouth.  He grabbed Drake's head and started
pumping, fucking his mouth.  In moments he felt as if he was going to pee
but he couldn't stop.  Slumping forward over the older boy's head, Kerry's
balls began to pulse, a feeling he had never experienced before. 
"UUUUUNNNNNN UNNNN' .  Thoughts of his sister raced through his mind, he
felt his dick get harder, UMMMM UNNNNNNN.  God he wanted Kelly.  Kerry felt
his knees grow weak, he thought he was going to faint.  His first dry cum
had lasted less than 10 seconds but it was a moment he would never forget.
It fixed in his mind that the only person he would think of for his life
was Kelly, his twin sister.

   Meanwhile things were not going so well for her.  Paul's trip to the
pharmacy had yielded him 100 cc's of a potent potion concocted by a willing
participant in the rape of children.  All he wanted in return was a few
nude pictures of the child.  With any luck, he'd have those soon.

   There was one thing Paul knew about little girls.  They love chocolate.
Chocolate candy, chocolate sodas, chocolate in any form.  A chocolate
éclair would put them in heaven, or in Kelly's case it would put her in
bed. Paul carefully added two ingredients to the éclair filling he
prepared, a nice dose of fresh cum and the full 100 cc's of potion.  He
wasn't taking any chances.  At 8 the next morning he heard Kelly's parents
leave.  At 10 he heard the water running, probably her in the shower.  He
waited a few minutes, giving her a chance to get dressed.  His tactic would
be more subtle and successful today.

   Instead of using his key, he softly knocked, waited two minutes before
she answered the door.  "What do you want, Paul?  I'm fine.  You don't need
to check on me."

   "I know, Kelly.  I guess I felt bad about maybe scaring you yesterday.
Here," he held out the éclair.  "I brought you a present." She took the
éclair and watched as he turned and headed downstairs.  "Thank you," she
called out.  "I love chocolate éclairs."



   All kids do, Paul thought to himself as his dick jumped in happy
anticipation.  Kelly took her first big bite as she settled back on the
sofa in the living room.  She punched the remote and tuned to the cartoon
channel before finishing the chocolate treat.

   Paul waited through the 30 minutes his friend recommended, feeling every
beat of his heart in anticipation.  He felt time was standing still.  He
had to force himself to breathe.  He wanted desperately to jack off and
feel the pleasure but restrained himself knowing what was coming up.  At
exactly 11:00 he climbed the stairs to her apartment and let himself in
quietly.  He peeked around the door, hoping the child had eaten the éclair
and fallen asleep.  On tip toes, he entered the flat and quietly called her
name.  There was no response.

   He walked the hall to Kelly's bedroom and looked inside.  Not there.  He
retreated to the living room at the front of the flat and found her sound
asleep on the sofa.  Her head was tilted back and she quietly snored in her
profound sleep.  Paul perked up and moved boldly to her.  "You awake,
Kelly?" He shook her.  "Kelly???" She was out of it.  There was no response
other than her rhythmic breathing.  Excellent.

   Paul quickly removed his clothes, his hardening cock happy to be free.
Bending forward he kissed the sleeping girl's mouth.  Even though there was
no response from her, he was mesmerized by the feel of her lips.  He ran
his tongue into her mouth, feeling her teeth, her gums, her tongue.  He
sucked her tongue into his mouth and ran his tongue around it.  He reached
for her pajama top and gently undid the three tiny buttons.  He pulled it
open and for the first time saw her budding young tits.  Her tiny nipples
were no larger than dimes, the areola a pale pink, and the slight budding
was firm and warm.  He caressed them lovingly first the right one then the
left.  He took one nipple in his mouth and gently sucked, pulling her
entire tit bud into his open sucking mouth.  He ran his tongue over her
tender young flesh.  He repeated the pleasure with the other young breast.

   He stood, his cock now at full hardness.  He shoved the coffee table
with the éclair wrapper on it aside.  Taking her by the ankles, he pulled
her to the floor and began tugging on the pajama bottoms to rid her of her
clothes.  Instinctively, even in her sleep, the child lifted up slightly to
allow him to undress her.  Paul was thrilled to see the child had not put
on panties.  Her smooth, gorgeous and unused slit peeked up at him.  Now
naked, Paul paused to appreciate her beauty, this beautiful 9 year old girl
with golden hair and youthful innocence.  He lowered his mouth to her prize
and lovingly kissed her sweetness, pushing her legs apart to permit access.

   He grabbed a sofa cushion and lifted the girl's ass and propped her up
on it.  He spread her legs farther and pushed her thin legs up out of his
way as he ate the virgin child.  He licked her from her perfect rose bud
anus to the tip of her slit, he took her BB of a clit in his teeth and
gently chewed on it, he sucked it, licked it and genuinely worshipped the
child's cunt.  His hands roamed her naked body; he thrilled at the feel of
her tiny firm titties.  He sat up and took one ankle in his hand and
brought her foot to his mouth.  He sniffed her foot and found her clean and
the odor of soap.  He took her toes in his mouth and licked them, first
one, another, all in turn.  Then he took all her toes in his mouth at the
same time.  His cock raged hard at the stimulation.  Paul had never sucked
a child's foot before.  It was a new, forbidden, and wonderful sensation.
He had to have her.  He had to take her virginity.  Now was his chance.  He
positioned her just right, her tiny opening ready for a man's cock.

   Kelly's mind drifted on a sea of waves, bobbing, reeling, rocking back
and forth.  She dreamed of her twin, her husband.  She missed him so.  She
dreamed she was naked and that he was touching her.  Oh, how she wanted him
to touch her.  Each night as they lay side by side in their bed, they held
each other close, they kissed and touched each other.  How she had longed
for him to be naked with her, to make love to her as she had seen her
parents make love.  Then something entered her dream she had never dreamed
before.  It was her foot, her left foot.  Kerry was kissing it!  Oh my god,
that felt wonderful.  Kerry was such a fantastic brother, he loved her so
much.  She longed for him in her dream.  Then, suddenly, she dreamed he was
on top of her, that he was going to make love to her as she had wanted for
so many of her 9 years.

   Kelly spread her legs wider, she arched her back, she dreamed she
reached for Kerry to pull him into her.  Then there was a terrible pain, a
pain deep within her, then she dreamed he was inside her and she smiled. 
She was happy.

   Paul shoved his man cock into the deadweight child.  Unconscious, she
had not moved a muscle, neither responded nor objected.  But he would have
what he wanted.  He thrust his cock into the child, two inches, withdrew,
thrust.  He felt tight resistance.  He withdrew and thrust again, harder
this time.  He felt the resistance give way.  He was in her.  Oh, my god,
did she feel good.  So tightly did her young cunt grasp his cock, how
wonderful her vaginal canal felt as he moved inside her.  He began a slow
gently rocking, pulling the child's hips to him with each deep stroke.  She
was being fucked.

   Kelly smiled and reached for her twin, knowing he was making sweet love
to her.  She wanted to kiss him, to feel his entire body pressing against
her.  Paul felt his orgasm coming, her cunt was so perfect he could fuck
her all day.  Fuck her forever.  His first pussy and it was a perfect one.
He kept his slow rhythm, wanting to savor every moment, every centimeter of
pleasure.  As his climax approached, he began a faster, pounding set of
thrusts.  It seemed for a moment that she responded.

   Kelly loved feeling her brother inside her.  How she had longed for this
moment.  Suddenly the feeling changed, a depth of feeling she had never
experienced before.  She felt she was going to explode, a feeling unknown
to her.  She gurgled, she gasped.  She felt her first climax overwhelming
her as she dreamed she thrust herself up to greet her brother/husband.  She
was happy.

   Paul pulled out of the child and began a slow recovery which turned to
panic.  Damn, he'd done it.  He'd fucked her.  Now she lay naked on the
floor with a bloody pussy that had cum dribbling from it.  He ran to the
bathroom and came back with a roll of tissue.  Carefully and quickly he
began the clean-up.  Satisfied that all was well, it took him 10 minutes to
get her clothes back on her.  He propped her back up on the sofa where he'd
found her, double checked around the room, and left as quietly as he had
come.

   At one that afternoon, Kelly awoke hungry and thirsty.  She reflected on
her dream which she forgot almost as quickly as she had recalled it.  She
happily received Paul's éclairs that he brought her four more times over
the next weeks.  The intensity of her missing her twin grew daily.  As
Kelly slept alone in their bed she found a growing need to touch herself,
to rub her little cunny.  She began to feel a need for her newly found
pleasure.  She needed her twin.  She needed him to touch her.

   The adventure with the second éclair fairly well mimicked the first,
Paul again finding the child watching TV - or rather the tv watching her as
she slept drugged.  Again Paul removed her clothes and fucked her, the main
difference being that he spent considerably more time eating her little
puss.  It was the third time that Paul felt was his best.

   Waiting the half hour for her to pass out was unbearable.  He knew what
he wanted to do this time.  Not just fuck her again, not just eat that
sweet cunt again, this time he would photograph the events.  The pharmacist
had told him the second time no more potion without photographic proof of
what was happening.  So this time, Paul waited not only for the potion to
take effect, he waited for his pharmacist friend, Antonio, to arrive.  At
precisely 11 a.m., the doorbell buzzed, making Paul jump.  Antonio stood
waiting.  Together they mounted the steps to the second floor.  Paul used
his key and they quietly entered the apartment.

   Kelly was not in the living room.  They tip toed to her bedroom.  She
wasn't there.  "Hey, was goin on, Paul?  This girl here or she not here?"
Paul gestured him to be quiet.  They listened.  He heard the water running
in the shower.  Maybe she hadn't eaten the éclair.  Carefully opening the
bathroom door, Paul slowly peaked around the door.  There, laying in the
shower, stone cold out of it, lay the naked child, water pummeling her nude
body.  Paul's eyes lit up.  A broad smile broke out on his face.

   "She's ours," he proclaimed as he opened wide the door to let his
accomplice see the child.  Antonio began taking pictures with his Nikon. 
He snapped off a dozen before they had the child out of the shower and on
the floor.  "She's soaking wet.  We gotta dry her off before we put her on
a bed."

   "Dry her off my ass, I gonna fuck her right now." Antonio was ripping
off his clothes as he spoke.  Paul was fascinated by the size of the man's
hard pulsing cock.  It was dripping precum and rock hard.  "I gonna fuck
her ass." He rolled the child on her face and lifted her butt in the air.

   "No, Antonio, you gotta cunt fuck her.  She's too small to ass fuck. 
You'll rip her open and how the fuck we gonna explain that?" Those fucking
drugs will show up in a tox screen, you know that.  We'll be fucked for
life if anybody finds out." Antonio looked heartbroken that he couldn't
butt fuck the child but knew Paul was right.  He grabbed a towel and began
roughly drying the child's limp body.  He paused long enough to bury his
stubbly face in her cunt, licking her roughly, sucking on the 9 year old
pussy, tasting the glory of her hole.

   Paul took the camera and began shooting pics for his friend's memories.
Souvenirs of a fabulous day.  Together they carried her limp body to her
bed and lay her on her back.  A dozen more photos, two dozen, pussy lips
spread open, fingers up inside her, pictures of her butt and butt hole,
photos of each of them sucking her tits, her mouth, her pussy.  Paul took
the camera again and told his friend to do the kid.  He reached for
Antonio's cock and jacked it a moment, then guided it to the prize they
both sought.

   "You likea my dick, eh?" Paul blushed, realizing that in his heat he'd
lost control and had fondled the other man.

   "Uh, yeah, I guess so."

   "You wanna eat it clean after I fucks her, huh?" Paul thought about it a
second and realized that, yes, that would be terrific.  He only nodded. 
Antonio's smile flashed across his Italian face.  He thrust into the child
balls deep on his first stroke and roared with laughter and ecstasy as he
pounded his meat into the child.

   It was Thursday, the last full day at camp.  Kelly and her Dad would
drive up to collect Kerry the next afternoon.  Kerry was a little sad that
his camping experience was coming to an end.  He'd had a great time
swimming in the lake with the other boys, his collection of lanyards was
extensive, he'd earned Head New Camper and had his certificate for 50% off
for next summer, plus he had a great tan to show off to his sister.  He
also had an idea about sex that he wanted to try out with her, too.  But
for his last night in camp, he found himself looking for Drake.

   "Drake, uh, I need to talk with you." Drake sensed something wrong and
immediately began to sweat.  Was the kid going to tell on him?  Get him in
trouble?

   "Sure, kid, whacha' need?"

   "It's about that stuff we did."

   "Yeah, kid.  What can I do for you?"

   "Uh, do you think you could teach me how to do it?  I mean, I got a twin
sister and I want to, well, uh, you know..."

   "You wanna do it with her, is that it?" He was Kerry blush almost beet
red and saw the tenting in the boy's camp shorts.  "Sure, kid.  You wanna
help me with the dishes again tonight?"

   Later, as all the other campers where snugged in their racks, Kerry lay
naked in the older boy's bunk, his head propped on two pillows so he could
easily watch what Drake was doing to him.  Drake looked up at the beautiful
boy's face as he took the child's hard little cock in his mouth.  He spoke
with his mouth half ful.  "You gotta make sure she doesn't use her teeth,
cause that can hurt." Drake demonstrated his perfected technique, gulping
the boy's tool deeply in his mouth, licking it and enjoying the taste of a
young boy's cock.  "Make her take it all the way in," he said, it sounding
more like `may huh tay e ahha wa' n".  Drake found himself engrossed in his
sucking, passion was overtaking him as he sucked the child's cut little
dick.  He lashed out his tongue and licked Kerry's balls as he began a
smooth sucking fucking motion.  He was going for the cum, wanting to find
out if the little boy could shoot anything or not.  Kerry, closed his eyes,
dropped his head back and let himself go to the wonderful feeling that
engulfed him.  He began a rocking motion, fucking the older boy's mouth. 
He reached down and took Drake by the head and began slamming his smooth
prepubescent crotch into the cocksucker's mouth.

   "Faster, Drake.  Faster." He was humping the boy quickly, ramming his 4
inch dick as deeply into the sucking mouth as he could.  It felt wonderful,
like nothing he had ever felt before.  Deep in his tight little balls, he
felt a stirring, a feeling so intense he didn't know if he could take it or
not.  He slammed his small cock into the boy's mouth as far and as hard as
he could.  He felt the feeling begin in his toes, it ran up his legs,
through his balls, and into Drake's mouth.  UNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
UUUUNNNNNNNNNNN.  Oh, God, Oh GOD.  The child came.  UNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHH.
He fell limp into the pillows.  Sweat burst onto his forehead.  He was
spent.  He began to giggle.

   Drake's raging hard was not yet satisfied.  He had damned near cum when
the little boy did but his cock demanded attention.  The naked boy lay
before him on the dirty bunk, his bubble butt ass was irresistible.  Drake
was in a passionate rage and couldn't stop even if he had wanted to and he
had no intention of stopping.  He hooked his hands under the boy's hip
bones and yanked him to his knees, shoving his face into the pillow.  He
almost salivated at the sight of the sweet cheeks, he buried his face into
them, licking and sucking, tasting the child's sweaty flesh.  He pulled the
boy's cheeks apart and ran his tongue from the bottom of the boy's balls to
the top of the crack and then back down to the boy pussy.  He licked the
young boy's anus, he fastened his mouth to it and sucked.  He shoved his
tongue as deeply inside as he could.  He spit into it again and again,
wetting it, giving it some small amount of lubrication for what he was to
do next.

   Drake's rod couldn't wait any longer.  He positioned it carefully,
pushed the child's face deeper into the pillow and shoved.  With one hand
on the back of Kerry's head, the other under a hip bone, Drake was in
charge.  He shoved again and felt the sphincter resistance abate.  He was
in.  Kerry's screams of pain were muffled by the pillow.  Pull out, shove
in, repeat, pull out, shove in.  Drake was balls deep in boy pussy.

   Tight!  Oh my god, so tight, so wonderful.  Drake's mind raced a
thousand miles a minute with ecstasy.  What could possible ever feel this
good again?  He held the boy tightly as he pressed deeper into him.  He
held his cock there savoring the intensity of pleasure.  He was fucking a 9
year old beautiful blond boy.  Three, maybe four more strokes was all he
could hold out.  The feeling began.  The pumping intensified, he began
ramming the boy, faster, faster, deeper, more, more, more...

   Oh god, Oh god, Oh jesus...  Drake's cum raced into the boy, his head
spun with the depth of feeling that overcame him.  Both hands grasping the
child's hip bones, he slammed him again and again until there was nothing
left in his balls.  He had given it all to the child.  Drake felt his dick
go limp as he withdrew.  The boy had been well fucked.  Drake dropped
beside the child on the dirty camp bunk, exhausted, spent, sated.  Hours
later, just as the morning sun began to warm the camp, Kerry lay in his
bunk, dried tears stained his pretty face.  He'd gotten so much more than
he had bargained for.  He felt sick.  He had sex with someone other than
his twin sister wife.  He again buried his face in a pillow, this time his
own as he cried himself back to sleep.  Kelly would be coming for him soon.
Next: Are Kerry and Kelly reunited?
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