Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Summer on the Cape, Chapter 1 - Two Kids I'd have paid good money to have the job I had. There couldn't have been a better job for a horny 15 year old boy than my job... pool boy at a resort hotel on Cape Cod. Days always started the same. Vacuum the pool, set out the chairs I had put away the night before, work up a sweat mowing the expansive lawns. I knew what to do and I did it well. I knew that many of the people, men and women, staying at the hotel liked seeing my hard young body. This was my second summer and I'd learned all about sex the summer before. With the demand for babysitters, I'd also quickly found what I liked. The adults wanted to use me. I had my own ideas. I mowed the beautiful lawns barefoot with nothing on but a pair of tight white deck pants tied with a short length of rope for a belt. I felt sexy in the deck pants that came to mid calf, knowing that they both showed off my youthful muscular form as well as looked feminine, so I had it both ways. I'd learned it paid to look feminine. After trimming the lawns, I usually showered in the cabana beside the pool, frequently jacking off under the warm spray. Ted, the hotel's day clerk, had caught me the summer before and had made me suck him off and pose naked for pictures which he sold to the guests. More or less, he became my pimp. These are a few of the adventures I had back then. "Ricky, there's a family in room 223 that needs a babysitter for tonight. You game?" Ted knew my appreciation for both the extra money and the fun I had with kids. "Sure. I'll go meet them." I scampered my 14 year old ass up the steps to the second floor. I knocked lightly on the door and was thrilled when it was opened by a 9 year old blond beauty wearing an ultra tight one piece lycra swimsuit - obviously left over from the year before. A moment later a lady appeared behind her, "Are you to be our babysitter tonight, son?" The little girl reacted instantly, "We don't need babysitters, Mommy." The child looked at me pleadingly. "I just don't want to be alone, that's all." The arrangements made, I was to be at their room at 6. I retreated to my favorite spot, the swimming pool where I ran drinks and snacks and made good tips. Ten minutes later the little girl appeared, a little brother of about 6 tagging along with her. "Hi Ricky," she greeted me with a smile. "Mommy said we could come to the pool if you were here." Her little stick figure had not yet sprouted much in the way of tits, just little mounds with little points of nipples sticking out from the yellow suit. Her golden hair gleamed in the bright sunlight; her straight thin legs caught my eye. I love the pencil straight legs that little girls have. They ended in tiny feet with her little toe nails painted bright red. I felt my young dick jump at the sight of her. Her brother sported a tiny green swimsuit, his immature package forming a slight bulge, his dick clearly outlined as it pointed upward under the suit. "Sure, no problem." I assured them. "Stay in the shallow end, though. It gets deep out by the other end." I busied myself with other guests, keeping an eye on them as I did. After a half hour, I brought them drinks as well, wanting to make friends with them in hopes that the evening would go well. "I gotta pee," the boy informed me. I pointed to the cabana but he insisted I go with him. Taking his little hand, I escorted him to the private bath I used and went in with him. "Help me," he asked. I knelt in front of him and hooked my fingers into the sides of his tight swim suit and pulled them down over his narrow hips down to his ankles. His little circumcised dick jumped up straight. I put my left hand behind his naked little ass, turned him towards the toilet and held his little dick for him as he peed. When the last drop stopped, I jacked him a little to shake it off. "That feels good, Ricky." I stopped and let go of his hard little dick. "Do it some more." I took it back in my hand, holding it between my thumb and first two fingers and slowly resumed the pleasant motion. "My daddy does that for me, too." A smile flashed across my face. "What else does he do?" I asked. "He cleans it off when I'm done. That feels good, too." I was intrigued. "How does he do that?" "In his mouth, silly. That's the way you clean it." Without hesitation, I leaned forward and sucked the entire little dicklet in my mouth. Little boy placed his hands on the top of my head and shoved his hips toward me, holding me tightly against his boy crotch. I licked the underside, the crown, I licked all around his little childish dick, him humping me slightly. I know he was too young to have an orgasm but I surely wasn't and my cock was hard as a rock. After a few seconds of this incredible pleasure, I withdrew and looked up at the child. "Did that feel good?" "Oh, yes. I love that. You did it almost as good as my Daddy. Do you want me to clean yours, too?" We'd been gone too long already. I shook my head and said, "Not right now. But maybe you can tonight." I pulled his tight suit back up, wondering how evident my hard on would be when we went back to the pool. Immediately I saw his sister eyeing my deck pants. I knew exactly what she was staring at. Tonight was going to be fun. He's so cute, thought the little girl. I wonder if he knows anything about sex? He looks so clean cut. I bet he just sucked Stevie's dick. He does look a little girly. I wonder... I ate quickly, changed into a pair of shorts, a polo shirt, and leather flip flops and headed across the street to the hotel from the basement room my uncle let me use. Ted saw me come in and motioned for me to come over. "The girl you're babysitting for came through the lobby a few minutes ago from the dining room. She's got on a hot little outfit. Take this." He handed me a tiny camera. "See if you can't get some shots of her." I knew what the pedophile wanted. I took the camera, shoved it into my pocket and nodded. I bounded up the stairs to room 223. "Stevie's decided he wants to see the movie with us but Melissa doesn't, so it'll be just her, if you don't mind." Mind, hell, I was elated. "Oh, no problem. We'll get along fine. I got to know them at the pool today." "We should be home before 10." The adults and little Stevie left quickly. I was alone in the hotel room with 9 year old Melissa for at least a few hours. Ted was right. Her outfit was hot. Her flower print skirt was short. Very short. The sleeveless top was loose fitting and lovely. If she turned a little to the side I was certain I could have seen her chest. Blousing out and tucked into the waist of the skirt, it looked comfortable and easily removed. "Can we go for a walk on the beach," she asked. "I can put my bathing suit back on." I was a little surprised she wanted to leave the room but maybe my fantasies were showing. "Sure. That'll be fine." I followed up with a line I had read somewhere that always seemed to work. "Melissa, do you want me to treat you like a little girl or like an adult?" "Like an adult," she responded as I knew she would. "Do you want to be my friend or my girlfriend?" "Your girlfriend." "You want to be my girlfriend or my wife?" "Your wife." I could tell she was getting weak in the knees. Kids are so easily manipulated. I had no idea who was manipulating whom. "Then we can do the things married people do." I took the tiny body in my arms and kissed her tenderly, letting the kiss build into passion. My hands went to her little ass, gripping her firm cheeks roughly, squeezing them, reaching to feel the crack, pulling her little body against me. Melissa humped her tiny twat into my crotch, swaying her hips side to side as she banged her mound into me. "Why don't I just be your husband instead of just playing?" She brightened up instantly. "OK, let's take off my clothes. Can you help me?" She reached behind her and began unbuttoning her blouse. She turned her back to me and I undid the rest of them. She shrugged out of the top and turned to me. Her chest was as flat as I knew it would be. Her little bulges of titties looked fantastic. I love flat chested little girls. Her pale dime sized nipples longed to be touched. I leaned down and kissed one, running my tongue over it, nipping it tenderly. She arched her back and shoved them towards me. I took the small bulge in my mouth and sucked on it. I ran my tongue all around the tiny nipple, feeling it grow into a tiny bead as I sucked. The child moaned her approval as I worked the magic on her. I felt her childish hand grip my little woodie. I moved to the other young breast and sucked on it, lapping in with my tongue. I fumbled for the button holding her skirt up and found it. With a quick thumb and forefinger twist it came undone. The child took the zipper tongue and slid it down, her short skirt fell to the floor. Her little girl panties had a picture of Lucy from Charlie Brown on the front. I wasted no time reaching for her mound. She was already damp with excitement. I cupped my hand; my middle finger on her perfect little slit and gently caressed her pussy. Melissa pressed it into me. Our lips met in passion. Her soft pink lips pressed against my mouth, my tongue reached for hers as we kissed. I explored her mouth as she sucked on my invading tongue. I was not the first to give her passionate kisses. I slid a finger into the leg opening of her panties and felt her deliciously smooth warm skin. She turned slightly toward me giving me a better angle on her cunt. I lightly traced her slit from bottom to top and back again. The moisture from her juices combined with her 9 year old hairlessness felt like finest silk beneath my fingers as I touched her. I withdrew my fingers and brought both hands to her waist and pulled her panties to her knees. She lifted one knee and hooked her foot into the waistband, lowered her panties to the floor and stepped out of them. She was naked now, a beautiful little 9 year old blond, totally engulfed in desire. She leaned back against the bed and lowered herself to it, urging me to move with her. I stood and quickly let my shorts drop to the floor. I had intentionally not worn underwear, hoping that I would have a chance to do something with either the boy or Melissa. It didn't matter to me which it was as long as I could have sex with a child. My dick sprang to attention. At 14 a dick isn't very big but it is strong. It struck me in the abdomen as it looked up at me. The girl child lay naked on the bed. She let her hands drift over her flat chest, then her left hand went down to her pussy. It found her clit. She smiled as she touched it. She began rapidly moving her hand up and down, her immature passion forcing her to masturbate. I was mesmerized watching the child. I stood there damned near cumming. I think my little dick grew an inch right then. Thin straight legs, her cunt lips smooth, the slit perfect and inviting. Barely a waistline to be seen. The child masturbating herself. Her chest was flat except for slight bulges where tits would be. Her pale areolas were the size of American dimes, her tiny nipples the size of bb's. Her face was beautiful, her lips sensual, pouting. Her blond hair lay spread on the bed. I could not believe she was masturbating in front of me. My dick had never been as hard or big as it was now. I moved between her short legs and bent forward. I could smell her sex. I longed to taste it. "You aren't going to fuck me, are you?" She asked. It almost crushed me as that was exactly what I was about to do. "Don't you want me to?" I asked, reaching up to run my hand lightly over her glorious flat chest. "Well, yes. But you can't. You can touch me and kiss me. That's OK. But Mommy said I shouldn't let you fuck me." "Why not?" I bent forward and took her undeveloped little tittie in my mouth and sucked on it. "Because we just met. Mommy says you have to get to know a boy before you can fuck him." I touched her tight cunt again. I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to fuck her bad. "You can suck it, though. That's OK. Will you play with it with your tongue?"" I lowered my face to her little mound and kissed it. I had never eaten a child cunt before. The thought excited and repulsed me. I found myself controlled by the pussy of a 9 year old girl. I wanted it, she told me I couldn't fuck it, only eat it. I lightly kissed the perfect little cunt. I inhaled the smell of a virgin child's pussy. I could not help myself. I lowered my mouth to the smooth baby slit. I felt the burning sensation it provided my tongue. Putting my hands on her skinny legs, I parted them and pressed my face into her mound. I kissed it, I licked it, I moved my tongue to the tiny clit yet to be well formed and sucked. My tongue pressed into the tight hole as I licked her. The child moaned slightly, "Oh, yes. Oh, Ricky. That feels so good." I was eating it, tasting it, savoring it, letting it control me. My first time to taste a child's perfect pussy. I was hooked for life. I had to cum. My dick was threatening a mutiny if I didn't cum. I moved my body up alongside of hers on the bed, my mouth on her cunt, my hard little dick at her face. I felt her cool hand caress it. I felt certain she would perform yet I had no idea how wonderful it would feel. Putting my hand behind her head I gently shoved her mouth to it. As she took my throbbing member in her mouth I almost came. At 14 I had no control or resistance to the warm wet mouth of a 9 year old child sucking lightly, her tongue exploring the rim on my cock head. In three or four strokes of the lovely mouth I exploded. I doubled my efforts on her cunt, licking, sucking, worshipping, feeling her fall over the edge with my groans and her mouthful of boy cum. Our orgasms seemed to last forever as we licked and sucked on each other's genitals. She tasted fresh and sweet as she came. I loved her taste. I loved shooting my load in her mouth which she dutifully swallowed just as her Daddy had trained her to do. We lay there face to crotch for a few moments as we caught our breaths. My cock stayed hard as only a young boy's can. She came around to her senses about the same time I did. I recalled the camera. "Can I take some pictures of you?" "Sure. If you want. You want me to put on some clothes first?" "No, of course not. I want shots of you naked." We spent the next ten minutes with Melissa posing. She lay on her back on the bed, her thin legs spread, her hands alternating between trying to cover her pussy, or her flat chest, or truly vulgar shots with her holding herself open for the lens; some on her hands and knees, the camera close to her for pictures of her tight pink asshole. She tried her best to look as sexy as she really was. Ted would get good money for the pictures of this beautiful 9 year old naked girl. Years later I would see them on the internet. "I love you, Ricky. Are you my boyfriend now?" She asked as she pulled her bathing suit on. "Yes, Melissa. I love you now." Kids eat it up when they hear they are loved. They are so easily manipulated. I helped Melissa struggle into her tight bathing suit. We'd been together only an hour yet we had exhausted each other and it seemed to have been forever. I slipped on my shorts and took her small cool hand in mine. We had to pass through the lobby as we left. Ted watched us, wondering what had transpired, wishing it was him walking beside the 9 year old beauty, holding her hand, touching her tiny body, forcing his swollen cock into her. I knew the sun would not go down much before 9 when her parents might be returning. We had time to walk to Dunbar Point. There were plenty of private spaces for us to be together. I was not done with her. We walked toward the pool where I worked. "Let me show you the cabana." "Hey Ricky, wha'cha got there?" It was my cousin, Larry. The bane of my existence. Three years older than me, he did his best to ruin my summers, jealous of the fact that I had the job at the hotel that he had for three years, losing it for refusing to suck Ted's dick. "Got'cha a pretty one, huh? Gonna fuck her?" He stood in our path, blocking us from getting to the pool. "Hands off, Larry. She's too young to hear talk like that." Larry stood there glaring at me, suddenly eyeing the camera. He lunged for it and tore it from my pocket. I jumped on him, trying to recover it. He wrestled me to the ground, shoving my face into the grass, easily besting me. "Got some pictures of her, huh? Get some good pussy shots?" He laughed as he headed away carrying the camera with him. I knew he would make things hard for me and for Melissa if he had the chance. Larry experienced a surprise as he headed toward the hotel. Ted had seen him take the camera and had sucker punched him and retrieved it easily. No love lost there. Melissa and family left a few days later and returned to the city promising to come back next year. No sooner had they departed when a new family in a black Cadillac limousine pulled up in front of the hotel. I was there to help with their bags and to scope them out. There were always new faces, new bodies, new adventures. And I was still just 14.