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 m/b/g Pedo.  Cons.



   Disclaimer: The children described here are perfect, ideal, and
completely imaginary.  Reality can never feel this good.  In prison, child
molesters are used as human toilets.



   Young Mentor

   by Pedro Feelya





   My name is Suzy.  I was nine years old when all this happened.  I had a
boyfriend in school and his name was Kenny.  Kenny and I did all the cute
little boy and girl stuff that children did.  We held hands, gave each
other little peck kisses, and wrote love notes.  Kenny was cute so the
girls were jealous of me, but he took a lot of teasing from the boys
because he had a girlfriend.

   Mainly, the real reason that we were together, was that my parents
couldn't pick me up until an hour after school.  Kenny's parents couldn't
pick him up for an hour and ten minutes.  It was a really small grade
school with about one hundred and fifty students.  They didn't have any
busses.  Nothing bad ever happened in town and no one worried that anything
would happen to us.  So we had a lot of time with just the two of us.

   I remember that special day really well.  Kenny and I were bored as
usual and just talking.

   Out of the blue, Kenny said, "Terry told me about a way that adults
kiss. It's called French kissing."

   "Do the French kiss differently?" I wondered.

   "I don't know," he said, "But we could try it."

   "Sure, I guess we can." I actually liked kissing a lot more than Kenny.
"But, we should go to the wall." I said wisely.

   The wall was an old brick wall in the cemetery behind the school, where
kids went if they wanted a little privacy.  We walked behind the wall and
dropped our backpacks.

   Kenny described French kissing the way he had been told by another nine
year old.

   "You rub your tongues together when you kiss."

   He then stuck his tongue out as far as he could and waited for me to do
the same.

   It was gross and weird, but no one would know, and I was bored.  I stuck
my tongue out and we leaned together.  The tips of our tongues met and we
began rubbing them back and forth.

   "You're doing it wrong." A strange voice said.

   Kenny jerked back like he had touched an electric fence.  I looked
wildly at the source of the voice.

   Chad was standing at the corner of the wall and was leaned back against
it.  He hadn't been there a few seconds ago.

   I relaxed.  Chad was nice.  Even though he was in eighth grade and
fourteen years old, he never was mean to the little kids.  He even played
with us a lot.

   "That's not how you French kiss." He said casually.

   "And you know how to do it?" Kenny asked skeptically and a little
sarcastically.

   "You put your lips together when you do it."

   I looked at Kenny, and he looked at me.  We had already started this and
I wouldn't chicken out now.  I stepped boldly to Kenny and we pressed our
lips together.  I kept my lips tightly squeezed together like Chad had
said.

   "No," he stepped forward.  "Open your mouth and stick your tongue in
each others mouth."

   That would be too weird.  We had never kissed open mouthed before.

   Chad looked at us skeptically.

   After a second he said, "I could show you how to do it."

   How was he going to do that?  Would he stand there and kiss the air?

   Chad looked at Kenny.  "Would you mind if I kissed your girlfriend?"

   Without waiting for an answer, Chad knelt on one knee before me and
asked, "May I kiss you?"

   Kneeling before me, Chad's face was at my height.  I was so proud.  An
older boy had asked my permission to do something.

   I paused.  I don't know if I nodded.  I don't think I nodded.  But Chad
carefully put his hands up and wrapped his fingers around my neck.  He
pulled my face forward as he tilted his head and leaned forward.  He closed
his eyes before our lips met.  His lips were soft and warm, not tight and
cool like Kenny's.  He moved his jaw and forced my lips apart.  He was
sucking at my mouth and I had to suck back to keep my breath.  I tried to
pull back gently, but he hung on.

   It was so strange, and yet wonderful.  He was older and must have known
what he was doing.  It just felt so naughty and personal.  I closed my eyes
too.  He held me in the kiss as he continued to suck at my breath.

   Suddenly he pulled back and I almost fell over trying to keep our lips
together.  It was embarrassing.  I didn't know if I liked it, but I knew I
wanted more.

   "Now kiss Kenny just the way I did to you." Chad instructed.

   I stepped up to Kenny.  He looked really unsure, so I felt even bolder.

   I quickly reached up and wrapped my small hands behind Kenny's neck.  I
pulled him toward me.  I closed my eyes.  I forgot to tilt my head and our
noses bumped and I slid my face over until our lips met.  Kenny's mouth was
tightly closed and I had trouble forcing it open.  I sucked as his lips
opened and he sucked back.  I tried to move my jaw against his.  It wasn't
nearly as nice as kissing Chad had been.  I broke the kiss, frustrated.

   Chad had been watching us carefully.  "Try again.  Kenny, relax. 
Everybody kisses this way and it feels really good."

   Kenny nodded and leaned toward me.  I again held his neck, closed my
eyes, and pulled our faces together.  Kenny's lips were softer and warmer,
but they were wet.  That wasn't as gross as I thought it would be.  He
worked his jaw as we sucked steadily and intimately.  He began to rotate
his face and I kept my lips locked to his.  Somehow that made our kissing
much better.  After half a minute we separated slowly so we could breathe.

   "Hmmm." I hummed.  I didn't mean to make that noise, but it felt right.

   Kenny looked at me guiltily and yet very happy.

   "Do it again." Chad suggested.

   I had planned to anyway.  Kenny and I came together and everything was
warm, soft, and wonderful.  It lasted until we needed to breathe.

   "Wow" Kenny breathed when we separated.  It was a little embarrassing,
and I really liked it.

   Chad spoke as Kenny and I looked into each other's eyes.  "That wasn't
French kissing.  That was just normal kissing.  Would you like to try
French kissing?"

   I looked at Chad, maybe too eagerly.  I didn't trust myself to say
anything so I just stepped up to him, really close.  Chad didn't smell like
Kenny.  He smelled cleaner and a little bit sweeter.  I waited for him to
do something special to me.

   Chad reached up again to hold my neck.  He didn't have to pull me, I was
already too close.  He didn't have to force my lips open, I was hungry for
his soft warm mouth.  He forced lips more firmly to mine and opened his
mouth more.  My mouth opened with his.  Then I felt his tongue slide along
my teeth, and where my teeth had parted, his tongue touched mine.

   It shocked me and I pulled my face back suddenly.  Then I realized that
I had just broken a wonderful kiss.  Before Chad could say anything, I
jammed my face back up against his and sucked firmly against his mouth with
my jaws open wide.  Chad paused as if unsure, and then his tongue slid into
my mouth and down along mine.  I didn't know if I liked it, but then I
didn't know if I had liked kissing before.  Chad slid his tongue back out,
rubbing against mine.  He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes.

   "Again" he breathed.

   I was beginning to feel gooey inside, in a good way.  Our faces quickly
met and my tongue immediately met his halfway.  He began to circle his
tongue around mine.  I moved mine and our tongues danced.  Our faces moved
with each other like when movie stars kissed.  Then, while I was licking at
his tongue, he pulled his tongue back.  I knew I was being bad, but I
shoved my tongue deep into his mouth to chase it.  He closed his lips and
sucked hard on my tongue.

   A shiver ran through my entire body and I pulled back involuntarily.

   "Ohhhhhhh" I groaned deeply.  Then I opened my eyes.  "Oh my God!" I
exclaimed and laughed and wiped my face.  I was so embarrassed that I could
die.

   Chad was looking at me caringly.  I looked at Kenny.  Kenny looked very
impatient with me.  I had almost forgotten about him.

   "Show Kenny." Chad said firmly.

   It felt cool to teach Kenny something I had just learned.  I turned and
stepped even closer to Kenny.  I had to look up into his face.  I had never
stood this close before.  Our clothing touched.  Kenny stood, waiting
eagerly for me to start.

   We kissed eagerly and harder than Chad would.  I tried to open his jaw
but it wouldn't budge.  I broke away.

   "Stick your tongue out." I ordered him, and shoved my mouth against his
before he could.

   His jaw opened and his tongue entered shyly into my mouth.  I began to
run my tongue around and along his.  Our faces began to rotate and our
tongues did also.  I felt the urge to chew on his tongue and I nibbled it
gently.  Kenny groaned softly as we kissed and I got a lot more gooey
inside my tummy.  We continued to softly wrestle with our tongues and our
faces.  I finally ran out of breath and pulled back, gasping for air and
wiping my mouth.

   Chad was concerned.  "You need to learn to breathe through your nose. 
Do you want me to show you?"

   I looked at Kenny.  I had been kissing Chad more than my boyfriend, but
he looked okay with it.  I stepped back to Chad.  It felt fantastic to be
going between two guys.  They were both wanting to do something with me,
and having to share me.

   As I stepped into Chad he whispered, "Breathe through your nose."

   When our lips met, I tried to force his mouth open and push my tongue
in. Chad kept his lips closed.  His lips were still soft and warm, but he
resisted as much as I tried.  Then I felt one of his hands close on my
waist.  Next, his other arm slid between my arm and my body, and snuck up
my back to hold me close against his body.  The gooeyness inside me spread
up, and down into my legs.  My legs were wobbly and I melted into him. 
There was a strange heat in my belly too.  I felt like I was bathed in
sunshine and honey.  I could do this all day long.

   Then I ran out of breath.  I tried to pull back but Chad held me tight.
I tried to turn my head, but he kept my face trapped against his.  A little
panicked, my breath whooshed out and I inhaled deeply back through my nose.
Quickly, I learned to breathe softly.  He held me tightly to him for over a
minute while I relaxed back into him.  Finally, when I was completely into
him again, he pulled his lips back a fraction.

   "Again" he whispered with his breath washing across my face.

   Our faces melted together again.  This time his mouth opened and our
tongues explored each other.  My legs were getting weaker.  I lifted my
arms to wrap around his back.  It felt so good that I squeezed him tightly.
For several minutes we performed on each other everything he had taught me.
I even nibbled on his tongue, teaching him what I had discovered.  I forgot
about breathing and didn't even notice it.

   I don't know why we eventually separated.  I had never felt so good in
my life.  Then I remembered my boyfriend.  I looked into Chad's eyes with
his face close to mine.  He looked sad as he let me go.

   I had trouble finding my feet as I turned to face Kenny.  He looked a
little upset.  He stepped up to me and wrapped his arms around me like Chad
had done.  He kissed me hard and immediately began to breathe through his
nose.  He had been watching us closely.

   It was easy to melt into him too as I held onto him and let my legs go
weak.  I pressed my body to him as hard as I could.  The heat in my belly
continued to grow.

   After a minute, I heard Chad get up and walk away.  I cared, but I
couldn't feel loss as I was being filled so full with Kenny.  Eventually,
we had to go sit on some rocks so we could keep kissing without standing.
Kenny checked his watch once in awhile, worried that our parents might come
and catch us.

   With five minutes to spare, we walked back to the parking lot.  Now,
when we held hands, it felt different, not so cute.  We had a lot to talk
about.  We swore on our mother's lives that we would never tell anyone. 
They might stop us if they found out.



   The next day I couldn't wait to see Kenny.  He brightened happily when
he saw me.

   At break we met and talked to each other.  Then we walked around
together without holding hands.  We talked a lot about Chad.  I told Kenny
that I really liked the way Chad felt, but that was just the way my body
felt.  I told Kenny that I loved him and that was the way my heart felt. 
Chad was not my boyfriend, and would be gone someday.  But, I would always
love Kenny.  Before, when we said we loved each other, it was as children
do.  Now it meant something so much more.

   After break, my best friend wanted to know what had happened.  I stood
too close to Kenny and smiled too much.  I told her that he had written a
poem for me.  That made sense.

   I had to be more careful and later told Kenny about it.

   The big kids didn't have breaks at the same time, but we all went to
lunch together.  I looked for Chad.  He saw me and smiled a huge warm
smile, then walked right past me without a word and without looking back. I
understood perfectly well why, but I was still crushed inside.  The rest of
the day crawled by slower than the seasons.

   After the final bell I stayed with my friends until they were all picked
up and then I walked over to Kenny and took his hand, squeezing it firmly.
We almost ran up to the Wall together.  Chad was already there.  He seemed
to come alive when he saw us.

   "Do you want to learn more?" He asked.

   "Yah" we both answered excitedly at the same time.

   "Okay, but not here.  Somebody could catch us." He led us past the
incinerator to a large tree.  No one ever came here.

   We stood under the low branches and he said, "Show me how you kiss."

   I dropped my pack and turned to press my body firmly against my
boyfriend.  Kenny wrapped his arms around me and I hugged him too.  My eyes
closed and our mouths found each other, and we immediately started where we
had left off the day before.  For several minutes of heavy breathing we
rocked together and smothered each other in a wet warm embrace.  By the
time we stopped, I was gooey inside, my legs were weak, and there was a
strong heat in my tummy.  It felt great.

   "That was beautiful." Chad said.  "May I kiss you too?"

   I turned without hesitation into his arms.  It was just kissing, after
all, and he was teaching us.  But, he hadn't even promised to teach me
anything.  He wrapped his arms around me with one hand low on my back, and
one up behind my shoulders.  He kissed and held me like Kenny had, but
softer, yet more intensely.  We moved slower and more deliberately.  It was
like Chad savored it more and wanted it to last longer.  The heat in my
tummy flared.

   When it was as long as I had kissed Kenny, we pulled apart.  Then Chad
looked meaningfully at Kenny, and Kenny moved closer.  Chad then held me
tight again but the hand on my lower back moved down to the top of my butt,
and the hand behind my shoulders now squeezed like a massage on the back of
my neck.

   Chad whispered into my ear, loud enough for Kenny to hear.  "Close your
eyes and relax."

   I obeyed and Chad kissed each of my closed eyes lightly.  I then felt
him brush his lips against the corner of my mouth.  I turned to kiss him.
He kissed the other corner of my mouth harder.  It tickled a little.  He
nibbled at my upper lip but pulled away before I could kiss him.

   "Oooooh" I whined in frustration.  I didn't care how it sounded.

   Chad bit my cheek lightly.  I opened my mouth and began to pant.  He
then kissed the corner of my mouth again.  This time I had learned not to
move my head, and he continued the kiss.  His tongue dug at the corner of
my mouth and he bit and held my upper lip.  I continued to pant heavily.  I
was helpless in his hands.  He began to bite down my jaw line and I whined
again.  The fire in my tummy began running through my body.

   Chad pushed my head over to one side with his face.  He began to suck
lightly at the spot where my jaw met my ear.  I had been holding him
loosely with my arms, but now I let them fall back and I was a loose rag in
his hands.  He could do anything he wanted to me.  He started licking up
behind my ear.

   "Oh, oh, oh, oh," I began to pant.  The fire in my crotch was itching me
so badly that I wanted to tear off my clothes so I could scratch it.

   Chad sucked in my earlobe and chewed on it.  Then he opened his mouth
and bit me on the neck like a vampire.  I felt so vulnerable and excited I
couldn't take it any more.

   "Stop!  Stop, you have to stop.  Let me go." I pushed hard, tearing
myself away.  I fell away and stumbled dizzy to a log that I could sit on.
I could feel my panties between my legs were wet like, I had peed in them,
but my pants were so dark that I couldn't tell by looking at them.

   Kenny followed and sat to hold me.  I sat up and looked at his face.  He
was glaring at Chad, who stood smiling.

   "No," I said, "My turn."

   I pulled Kenny's face toward mine and kissed him deeply but slowly. 
Then I pulled back.

   "Close your eyes and relax." I whispered.

   Kenny smiled and closed his eyes.  I began to kiss his eyes, then his
temples, the sides of his nose, and finally I brushed his lips.  He didn't
move but started to breathe deeply.  I nibbled at his lips, tempting him. I
then kissed and sucked at the corners of his mouth.  I did everything that
Chad had done to me.  I even nuzzled my face into his neck and blew hot air
down inside his shirt.

   Nothing was making him go nuts like I had.  I was probably feeling more
than him.  I looked over at Chad and frowned.

   "It's not working."

   Chad shrugged, "Okay, Try me." He stepped toward the log.

   Kenny stood to move away and then bent over quickly.  I knew what his
problem was, he had a boner.  Boys get them all the time and they always
try to hide them.  One girl said that they get them when they look at naked
girls.  I wondered if I had caused it.

   Kenny put his hands in his pockets and moved something.  I had never
seen a boner so I watched carefully.

   Chad then sat down where Kenny had been and I wrapped my arms around
him.

   "Close your eyes and relax." I whispered again.

   I kissed his eyes closed and sucked and nibbled everywhere that had
driven me wild for several minutes.  Nothing.  Chad just sat there
breathing deeply.  I kissed him deeply on the lips to finish him off and
then I gave up.

   Chad sighed, "That was wonderful." Then he looked up at Kenny.  "You
should do it to her too."

   Chad stood up and there was a definite bulge in the front of his pants
and it looked like a thick stick was in his pocket.

   I giggled when I saw it.  "At least I can give boys boners." I guessed.

   Chad reached into his pants and adjusted the stick.  "Yes," he admitted
shyly," You are very good at doing that."

   Kenny sat to take his turn.  He also whispered the ritual, "Close your
eyes and relax." He began to kiss my eyes.  My mother had done that.  He
kissed my nose.  That was something my father would do.  He brushed his
lips against mine.  That felt nice, but not great.  He kissed the corners
of my mouth and sucked.  I could feel my breathing speed up.  He bit my
lips.  It felt wonderful and scary.  He began to kiss and nibble down my
jaw line.  He wasn't nearly as good as Chad, but there was something in the
feelings deep inside me that caused the fire in my crotch to build.  In the
darkness behind my eyelids I wanted to be devoured by these feelings.

   Kenny continued sucking and biting below my ear, and I threw my head
back so he could bite my throat.  Kenny began to kiss me there.



   "Hey" Kenny said loudly and I was jostled.

   Alarmed I looked up and Chad had pulled Kenny away from me.

   "You can't kiss her like that." Chad said firmly.

   "Like what?  Why can't I?" Kenny was upset.

   Chad grabbed one of Kenny's arms and began to kiss his forearm.  Kenny
stared at him in shock.  Then he looked at me.  I guess he was very
uncomfortable having a guy kissing parts of his body.  A few seconds more
and Kenny was getting antsy.  Then Chad released his arm.  Kenny looked
down at a small bright red circle on his arm.

   "Tomorrow that's going to be a purple bruise.  It's called a hicky.  How
are you going to explain those all over her neck?"

   Kenny's eyes widened.  Then he looked at Chad with wonder.

   Chad looked at me and shrugged.  My spell had been broken and my fire
had subsided and I wanted to pout.  We still had over forty minutes left
until our parents came.

   "Can you show us something else?" I begged.

   "I don't know.  What else do you want to learn?" Chad shrugged again.

   "You know, like kissing and stuff.  Stuff that adults do."

   "Well," he said, "the next step is second base."

   I didn't know much about sports.  "You want to play baseball?" I asked.

   Both Kenny and Chad laughed.

   I looked meanly at my boyfriend.  "What do you know about second base?"

   Kenny stopped laughing.  "I don't know, I just heard some guys saying
that they made it to second base with a girl."

   I looked at Chad.  "What does it take to make it to second base?"

   He smiled warmly at me.  "That depends on you.  Just remember, you asked
for this."

   He straddled the log beside me and turned me to face away from him.  He
put his big hands on my shoulders and began to rub softly.  My mom had done
some massages to me, but from Chad it felt real different.

   "Kenny, sit down and kiss her."

   Kenny sat facing me and he leaned over and our mouths joined.  I was in
heaven, with two boys trying to make me feel wonderful at the same time. 
Chad kept rubbing my back, lower and lower.  When they got to my waist his
hands slowly circled around and began to rub my tummy.  I was afraid Chad
would be able to feel the heat that burned there.

   Kenny kept kissing me and it was hard to concentrate on anything. 
Chad's hands did something in front of me, and then I felt his warm hands
on the bare skin of my stomach.  He had undone some buttons.  It was just
my tummy and it felt so nice.  Chad scooted his body up so that his chest
rested tight up to my back.

   I felt vulnerable, but at the same time I felt so secure in the arms of
an older boy.  I again concentrated on kissing Kenny.  I felt Chad's hot
chest on my back, and I felt his hands move up my stomach to just under my
ribs.

   With a shock I realized what Chad was doing.  I broke free from Kenny's
kissing.

   "You're trying to take my shirt off." I accused.

   Kenny looked down and his eyes bugged.

   Chad's hands froze in place.  "Yes" he said softly.

   I started to feel panic.  My mom wouldn't like that.  I felt dirty and
naughty.  With Kenny and Chad, I liked that feeling.  But the panic
continued for the real reason.

   I started to cry for real.  "I'm sorry." I whined loudly.  "I don't have
any boobs.  I've got nothing."

   I was so ashamed and embarrassed.  They were going to see that I wasn't
a big girl yet.  They were going to laugh at me.  I wanted to bury myself
in Chad's arms.

   "Shhh" he held me.  "Yes you do.  I'll prove it to you.  Can I take your
shirt off?"

   "No." I spat, "You're just going to laugh at me.  I don't have boobs
like big girls do." But, I didn't want it to end this way.  I sniffed, "You
really want to see?"

   Kenny looked up into my face with shock and excitement.  Maybe he really
did want to see.

   From behind my shoulder Chad said, "Trust me, you're beautiful."

   Now I wanted him to see.  I reached up and unbuttoned the last few
buttons.  Kenny looked down with obvious eager anticipation.  I slowly
pulled my shirt apart to fully expose my chest.  In the last year my
nipples had grown and now they stuck out like obscene little puffy cones.
My breasts didn't hang like a woman's; they were only soft pads below the
skin that pushed out an inch or so.

   Kenny stopped breathing.  I think he liked what he saw, and I felt a lot
better.

   Chad hadn't seen my nipples yet, only my boyfriend.  Somehow that seemed
right.

   Chad again spoke from over my shoulder calmly.  "Kenny, kiss her
nipples."

   Kenny glanced up into my eyes as he lowered his face to my chest.  He
exhaled and his hot breath caressed my right nipple.  It tickled in a way
that gave me goose bumps.  Cautiously, his hot lips landed on my nipple and
he sucked gently.  I had touched my own nipples hundreds of times and never
felt anything.  His lips sent chills and fire through my body.  I felt my
nipples harden and contract.

   All of the breath whooshed out of me in a long low moan.  I was shocked
at how I sounded.  Kenny began to suck my other nipple with the same
effect.

   Now I wanted to show Chad.  I stood and turned toward both boys on the
log.  Both Chad and Kenny just stared at my little nipples with their
mouths open.  I felt exuberant and wanted to laugh at them.  I pulled my
shirt the rest of the way off and then stepped close and turned this way
and that.  Chad leaned way over and licked my left nipple.  I stepped
closer to him and he began to suck.  I lifted one hand and ran my fingers
through his hair.

   Kenny quickly scooted over and sucked my right nipple.  I held his head
to my chest also.  I felt like I was taking care of my two boys, giving
them what they wanted.  My panties seemed to get wetter.

   Kenny just sucked hard, kinda painfully.  Chad was beginning to lick and
run his tongue in circles around my nipple.

   "Kenny," I whispered, "do what Chad's doing." Kenny pulled back to watch
and Chad lifted his lips but kept licking and circling his tongue.  Kenny
sucked my nipple in again and roughly did what Chad was doing.  The fire
between my legs burned brightly now.

   "So this is second base?" I asked.

   Chad lifted his head and moaned.  "This is way better." And he returned
to sucking and licking.

   I had found something the boys liked better than I did.  I loved the
feeling, but the boys seemed to go nuts about it.  My legs were getting
weak and my panties were soaked.  I wondered if I would start dripping
soon.

   "Can I sit down?" I asked meekly.

   Both Kenny and Chad lifted their heads.  Chad looked at the flattest
part of the log.  "Lie down here."

   I straddled the log and lay back down.  My hair fell back and down the
sides of the log.  The smooth worn wood was hard against my back, but it
was better than standing.

   Chad quickly knelt in the dirt on one side of me.  Without asking he
leaned over and started to suck at my nipple.  This time he used his hands
and rubbed around my little titty.  Kenny knelt on the other side and did
the same as Chad.

   Then Chad lifted up, moved over my head, and descended his mouth on
mine. He sucked my tongue into his mouth and began to nibble.  Kenny took
the opportunity to reach over and suck the nipple Chad had abandoned.  He
kept his hand on my breast though and continued to squeeze and rub my
nipple.

   After a couple minutes of this bliss though, Chad lifted his head. 
"Switch" He said.

   Quickly both boys switched positions and my boyfriend was sucking at my
mouth.  I especially loved that both boys were able to share me at the same
time with no jealousy.

   Chad massaged one titty while sucking the other nipple, but his other
hand began to rub circles on my bare tummy.  Each time his hand circled, it
went further down.

   Kenny held my neck with one hand and stroked my hair with the other.  He
stopped kissing me and started licking and biting the outside of my mouth.
The fire in my crotch flared and I wanted to throw my self control into the
warm darkness inside me.  My pussy was itching horribly and Chad's
wandering hand was almost close enough to rub it.  But then he would feel
that I had peed my pants and I didn't want that.

   Suddenly, something inside me tightened up and I felt something strong
build.  It scared the hell out of me.  It felt too powerful and I didn't
think I could handle it.  I had to stop it before it hurt me.

   I rolled sideways, into Kenny, and landed mostly in his lap as I knocked
him backwards.

   "Too much.  It's too much.  There's something wrong with me.  I almost
died." I gasped.

   Chad climbed over the log and sat in the dirt with us.  "Wow, that's
fantastic."

   Confused, I looked at him.  Did he want me to die?

   He smiled at me.  "You can't die.  It's supposed to be the most
fantastic feeling in the world.  It's called an orgasm.  I thought only
adults could have them.  You're very special."

   I didn't feel special.  I was scared and I only wanted to stay in
Kenny's arms.

   "I'm sorry." Chad continued.  "Maybe you are too young.  We went too
far. We shouldn't be doing this."

   He wasn't being sarcastic and he wasn't making fun of my age.  He was
really worried about me.  I guess he loved me too.  He looked very sorry,
and then he got up to leave.

   We were having so much fun and I didn't want to be the one to spoil it.
I also didn't want to lose my second guy.

   "Wait," I said too loudly.  "What about third base?  Tomorrow?"

   Chad looked at me and smiled softly.  "I don't know.  We'll see." And
then he walked away.

   Kenny held me for a bit, and then I realized that he was looking at my
nipples.  I didn't mind, but I also wanted him to notice me, not just my
titties.  I stood up and looked for my shirt and found it.  I noticed that
on the log, where I had been sitting, was a wet spot.  Again I was glad
that my pants were so dark.

   Kenny stood too and I could see the bulge in the front of his pants that
made him uncomfortable.  After I put my shirt on I reached for his bulge
playfully, but he shied away.  This didn't seem fair to me.

   Once I started moving around, I realized I was okay, just really worn
out, like I had been playing too hard.  We talked for a bit and relaxed,
then we kissed for a bit, then we headed back to where our parents were
going to pick us up.



   The next day was Friday and I woke up wanting to make the most of it,
before the long weekend without my two guys.  In school, at the breaks,
Kenny and I talked a lot, but didn't touch each other.  Later, my best
friend wanted to know what was wrong because Kenny and I hadn't held hands.
It seemed I couldn't get the distance between Kenny and myself right.

   At lunch we saw Chad, and he smiled from a distance, but he didn't look
happy either.

   After school, Kenny and I walked purposefully to the wall were we had
agreed to always meet.  Chad was watching from where he could see
everything.

   "Hey Chad," I wanted to get it off my chest, "I'm sorry about yesterday.
I just got scared."

   Chad jumped down and knelt before me.  When he did that it made me feel
very special.

   "Whoa, no.  It was scary.  We are going too fast.  You are too young and
we shouldn't be doing this.  I shouldn't be showing you stuff.  We should
just stop."

   Kenny interrupted.  "We can't stop now.  It's all I think about.  I
don't want to stop loving Suzy." Now he looked worried and embarrassed at
the same time.

   I didn't like being called too young.  Yesterday, I was special, I
thought.

   "You promised to show us third base." I huffed.

   "I don't think you're ready for third base.  Third base means we touch
you down there, between your legs, on your pussy."

   I have to admit, I was shocked a little.  Nobody had ever called my spot
a pussy.  I had been rubbing myself down there a lot more lately.  How did
he know about that?  I guess anybody could cause the good feelings too.

   The idea of my two boyfriends touching me down there wasn't so naughty,
we were past that, as the feeling that I would be powerless in their hands.
They could do anything they wanted to me, and I wouldn't feel like stopping
them.  I knew from the feeling in tummy that my panties were getting wet
again.

   The only problem was, they obviously didn't know, and I guess all guys
didn't know, that I had nothing down there.  Girls didn't have anything
down there except some extra skin.  Older women had hair, and it looked
kinda scary, but girls don't have what guy's have, whatever that is.  I
knew they were going to be a little disappointed, but it wasn't my fault.

   Guys have a penis.  I know that.  But the statues were really confusing,
and I had seen some rubber things that were straight, but I wasn't sure
what the hell a boner was.  I sure wanted to be the first girl I knew to
find out.  I would let the boys touch me, but I wanted to touch them too.

   "That's okay." I said confidently.  "You can touch my pussy."

   Kenny whole face widened and he stared in shock at me.  Chad froze and
suddenly looked like he would chicken and run.

   I didn't want Chad to run.  "I thought you liked kissing my titties and
sucking on them?" I whined.  I started rubbing my hands up and down my
dress top over my nipples.  I felt them harden under my hands and I held
the material tight so they could poke out.  I knew I was teasing the boys,
and I loved it.

   On purpose, I had worn a short dress today.  I thought I might pee my
pants again, and it wouldn't show under the dress.  I didn't think that if
I was going to show my titties that I would have to take the whole thing
off.  I didn't mind though.  It was a good thing I wore my prettiest
panties today.

   "Oh my God." It was easy to act surprised.  "I have to take my whole
dress off.  I'm gonna be almost naked."

   There was no doubt now that Chad wanted to see my skinny little body
naked.  I had risked my pride, if he had run, but now I knew that they
liked my body even though I was only nine years old.

   "You want us to touch your pussy?" Chad still sounded unsure.

   I didn't want to admit it.  I wanted to negotiate first.  "Maybe", I
wavered, "But not right here." I looked around.

   We all got up and hurried up to the big tree that would hide us.  We
talked about how excited we were and how much fun we had before.  I could
definitely feel the cool wetness between my legs.  I didn't know how I was
going to explain my pee.

   As soon as we thought we were safe, the boys turned to me and waited.  I
reached for the bottom of my dress.

   "Wait a minute." I asked.  "How come I'm the only one taking my clothes
off?  Doesn't second base apply to both of you too?"

   Kenny froze and Chad looked surprised.  "You want to see us naked?" he
asked.

   I thought this was going to be a tough negotiation.  Without even
nodding, Chad started to pull his shirt off and undo his jeans.  Kenny
watched for a second, unbelieving, and then slowly began to strip too.

   Chad kicked off his shoes as he undid his jeans and pulled his pants
off. He then straightened back up in only his white cotton briefs.

   "I'll take my underwear off, but you have to kiss us and let us touch
you first." He said it like it was important.

   I liked the idea and I started to take my dress off.  If we were going
to kiss, I wanted then to suck my titties also, so they could share me at
the same time.  I had on my prettiest panties.  They were very white
cotton, fit snugly, and had light green patterned lace at the top.  I knew
adult women wore fancy panties that were all lace, but my mother would
never buy those for me.  I would have been embarrassed to stand outside
with almost nothing on, but my boyfriends were looking at me with such
attention that I loved it.

   Kenny got his pants off last and now there were three piles of clothes
on the grass.  Chad picked up everybody's clothes and started to spread
them out, together on the grass.  The he knelt on them and looked at me,
waiting.

   I walked up to him and I wanted to suck his tongue deep into my mouth,
but he held my head and began to kiss gently.  He motioned with his hand,
and I felt Kenny stand behind me, press his chest against my back, and he
reached his hands around and started to play with my nipples.  I like that
and leaned back into him.  I then reached both my hands back, grabbed his
butt, and pulled it tight against me.

   I didn't realize that I was pulling him up to my butt, and that I could
feel his boner poke my tush.  I also didn't realize how good it felt to
touch and hold his butt.  That was strange.  The girls always talked about
how cute guy's butts looked, but grasping them was much better.

   Chad was kissing deeper now and I was getting weak, and wetter.  After a
minute, Chad broke the kiss and asked, "You want to see our cocks?" I
guessed what a cock was.

   He stood and stepped back.  Kenny came around to stand by him.  I was
only about three feet away and I was staring at their bulges, and I bit my
lip in anticipation.  Without warning, Chad grabbed his underwear, bent and
slid them down to his ankles, and then stood straight up.  A cylinder of
flesh stood out from a thin brown hair triangle.  It looked like the rubber
thing I had seen, only smaller.

   It was ugly.  There was a weird shaped small knob at the end, with a
hole in it.  The whole thing was whiter and pinker than his body.  There
was a bag of wrinkled skin at the base.  I knew these were the balls
everyone talked about, but they were ugly too.

   Kenny pulled his underwear down too.  His thingy was prettier, but still
very weird.  It was smaller and whiter.  His balls were less wrinkled and
everything was smoother and no hair, like my pussy.

   I didn't understand what the fascination was about.  They were big ugly
one-eyed worms.  No wonder guys kept them hidden.  The way they bounced was
interesting though.

   I looked up into Chad's face.  He had seen my expression, and his
visibly fell.  Kenny was looking very embarrassed.  I regretted wanting to
see them now.

   To save the moment and get back to fun stuff, I asked, "Can we start
kissing again?"

   To hide my face, I turned and chose a spot to sit on the clothes.  I
wanted to lie down with my guys.  Chad didn't hesitate to walk close and
kneel on the left side of me.

   "What is that?!" Kenny asked loudly with surprise.  I looked at him and
he was pointing at my panties.  I was so embarrassed, I wanted to kill
Kenny.  He must be pointing to my big wet spot.

   "I think I peed my panties." I sobbed and tried to look miserable.

   Chad reached suddenly between my legs and rubbed a finger right up my
crack though the wet spot.  I froze in shock and horror, while at the same
time, a thrill of nerve endings sent chills and goose bumps through my body
at the solid touch of his finger.

   Chad held his finger to his nose.  "That's not pee.  Women are supposed
to get wet when they get horny; want sex.

   Wow!  He liked it, he called me a woman, and he said I wanted sex, which
I had heard about.  At least I couldn't think straight enough to be
embarrassed.

   "See.  Smell." Chad held his finger out to Kenny, who smelled it.  "I
hear it tastes great." Chad continued.

   Okay, I was still very able to get embarrassed.  Really embarrassed.

   "You're fantastic." Chad looked down at me.

   I was through being embarrassed and sat up to grab his neck, lock my
lips to his, and drag his face back down with mine.  It was the best way to
shut him up.  In seconds, Kenny was sucking and rubbing my nipples.

   After a minute, Chad said switch, and Kenny quickly traded places with
him.  Kenny was on his knees leaning over me and out of the corner of my
eye I could still see his cock pointing at me.  I reached my hand over and
lightly wrapped it around his soft skin.

   Kenny froze but didn't pull away and then slowly started kissing me
again.  My hand explored the soft feel of his boner, but when I squeezed a
little, it was really hard in the middle.  Kenny groaned into my mouth.

   Two naked guys were kissing and sucking on me and I didn't think it was
weird at all.  I was sliding into that scary good feeling place, but I was
a lot less scared this time.

   Chad wasn't just sucking my nipples anymore.  One hand had started the
slow circles down my tummy.  This time I wanted him to feel the heat of my
tummy and the wetness between my legs.  He seemed to like and want it. 
Then his fingers slid down over the top of my underwear.

   Kenny had been quiet and following along most of this time, but he was
still my first love.

   I broke free from his kiss and looked at my lovely Chad.  "No.  Please,
Kenny first." I begged.

   Chad nodded in complete agreement.  He reached out and took Kenny's
hand, and pulled him down to the lower half of my body.  My hand fell from
Kenny's boner.  I sat up on my elbows to watch.  Both of them were going to
be very disappointed to find nothing to do down there.

   Chad held Kenny's wrist and guided his fingers lightly over my
underwear, near the top.  Then he added pressure.  It tickled, but not in a
way that made me want to laugh.  Then Chad ran Kenny's fingers down my
crack.

   I gasped loudly.  It had felt good when I rubbed my crack, but nothing
like this.  His fingers started to go up and down and I heard myself begin
to pant and whimper.  Chad let go of Kenny's hand, but Kenny didn't stop.
He kept going, but started rubbing different spots, I guess because he
liked to hear me squeak and moan.  There is something at the top of my
crack that was always too sensitive, and I never touched it.  Now, when
Kenny rubbed it, I could stand it, but it made me go crazy inside.  I
started to wiggle my hips, but I don't know if I was trying to get away, or
get more.

   Chad moved up and started to kiss me while rubbing my hard nipples.  I
grabbed his cock, but could only hang on and squeeze it.

   Then the wave hit me.  I was starting to jerk and spasm and I couldn't
control it.  The rest of my body was becoming paralyzed and I couldn't
breathe, except in gasps.  I was dying, but, I didn't seem to care.  The
feeling that had been too strong before was too strong again, but I was
letting it flow over me, and it flowed, and it flowed.

   I don't know where I went, but it was a different place, where
absolutely nothing mattered.

   Then it began to fade.

   I became aware that Kenny was still rubbing me and it felt good, but it
felt so good, it hurt.

   "Stop" I grabbed his other hand and pulled him up to me.  We started
kissing, but very gently, hardly touching even.

   I then became aware that my other hand was still wrapped around Chad's
cock.  I looked up at him in surprise, not sure if I should let go.

   Chad was kneeling by my shoulder and smiling down at me.  Then he gently
reached across my body and lifted my right hand and pulled it across my
body.  I guess I kind of forgot about Kenny as I sat up and reached where
he guided me.  He wrapped my right hand around his cock like I was holding
a spear.  Then he wrapped his hand around mine.

   Chad began to slide my hand up and down his cock.  Like Kenny's, it was
soft and silky on the outside, and hard like steel inside.  The bulge at
the top was soft and the hole in the end opened and closed with the pumping
action.

   Chad began to moan and grunt like I had.  I guess this was the same
exact thing they had done to me.  I wanted very badly to take them to that
place where they had taken me.

   Chad began to tell me what to do in a strained voice.  "Hold my balls,
not so tight, oh yah, the end rub the end, stronger, faster."

   Soon he stopped talking and I kept doing whatever made him crazy.  After
a minute, he started to jerk.

   "I'm coming" he gasped and twisted his body a little.  White stuff shot
out the hole at the end and shot past my shoulder, nearly hitting me.  His
cock pumped and throbbed in my hand and several more spurts came out

   Chad grabbed my hand to stop my pumping, but held it firmly around his
cock as the rest of his stuff dribbled out and all over my hand.  I
probably would have been grossed out except that I was still in shock at
what had happened.  But, it was wonderful too.

   Chad relaxed, started breathing again, released my hand and picked up
his shirt and started to clean my hand with the corner of it.

   I wanted to try that again.  I turned on Kenny.  He didn't seem as
shocked as I was and as I prowled up to him, he didn't seem afraid at all.
I held his cock like I had Chad's.  My hand went all the way around his
cock, and I didn't have as much length to stroke, but that didn't seem to
matter to him.  Kenny started gasping and grunting.  He didn't give me any
warning and after two minutes, he shot hot white stuff against my chest.  I
stopped pumping after that.  It must be the feeling that was so good it
hurt.  Kenny shot a lot sooner than Chad, but it took the same amount of
time for him to relax.

   I started laughing and Kenny looked down at me.  His goo was sliding
grossly down my titties and onto my tummy.  Kenny's eyes bugged and then he
got really embarrassed and started apologizing as he cleaned me up.

   It all felt so good.  Being rubbed, rubbing the guy's cocks, having them
clean me, and the kissing and sucking.  The only sad thing was that I
couldn't play with my boyfriends for the entire weekend.  I commented on
this and they sat naked as we brainstormed on how we could get together.

   "Well anyway," I said, "I'm going to look forward to going to fourth
base on Monday."

   Chad smiled and Kenny laughed.

   "What?" I asked.

   Chad said quietly, "It's home plate, and there is no way we are going to
do a home run.  We have gone as far as we should go."

   If home run was the end, then I suspected it had to do with sex, which
seemed to be the ultimate goal.  It sounded scary, but I loved and trusted
my boyfriends.  I knew I could get the guys to take me there.

   It was time to go and we very sadly got dressed, and started back to our
stupid boring lives.



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