Date: Fri, 26 Nov 2004 16:03:05 EST
From: Storywriter61@aol.com
Subject: Gary and Mary

	My name is Bob and I'm thirteen.  Next door to my house are the
Jones twins, Gary and Mary, who are the same age as I am.  They are just
six weeks older than I am and we've grown up together.  So it wasn't
strange that when my parents needed to go off on a trip our thirteenth
summer that I stayed with Gary and Mary.  While Gary and I had camped
together with the Boy Scouts and all, for some reason we had never spent
the night.  I guess we sort of thought that was a girl's thing.
	Not that a girl's thing was bad.  Mary had always been a part of
our group.  But there were still things boys did and things girls did.
This was especially true as the three of us hit puberty.  Up until the time
we were ten we sometimes swam naked together and had played doctor several
times, but none of this had happened in the past three years.
	Mary's body had obviously changed as she had a nice pair of boobs,
not real large, but they seemed nice.  I'd begun to grow pubic hair and
underarm hair and had a hard-on often.  I'd learned about jacking off and
found it lots of fun.  I was sure the same was true with Gary.
	The first night we got ready for bed.  I changed into pajama
bottoms and noticed that Gary wore nothing but a pair of briefs.  I glanced
at him and saw a big bulge where his dick had to be.  Suddenly I felt my
cock spring hard, but Gary didn't notice it straining the thin fabric of my
summer pjs.  I turned out the overhead and we got into bed.  Gary turned
out his bed lamp.
	Gary had a large bed, maybe not quite a queen size, but more than
enough for both of us.  We lay there in the darkness for a few minutes
before Gary said quietly, "Bob, do you ever jerk off?"
	I wondered about the question for a moment until it dawned on me
that I wanted to jerk off really badly.  I bet he did, too.  "Yeah.
Sometimes before I go to sleep.  Do you?"
	"Yeah.  And for some reason I really want to now.  Is it okay if I
do?"
	I smiled in the dark.  "Sure.  Can I, too."
	"Sure," he said.  Then he sat up and pulled the covers off both of
us, then pulled his briefs off, down to his knees.
	"Why'd you do that?"  I whispered, looking at his cock rising
straight up from his crotch, which seemed to have very little hair.
	"No cum stains," he said and grabbed his cock.  He began to rub it
up and down.  "Try it," he said.  So I pulled my pjs down to my knees, too
and wrapped my hand around my cock and began to stroke it, too.
	"Gary," I said, "don't get this wrong, but you want to do something
weird?"  I looked over at him and saw his hand stop.
	"What?" his voice sounded tight.
	"Why don't we beat off each other?"  I couldn't believe I'd said
that, but at the moment it seemed like such a great idea.
	"Hey, cool idea, Bob," Gary said and removed his hand from his
dick.  I did, too, and reached for his cock.  Gary helped out by sliding
himself closer to me.  Then he sat back up and pulled his underpants
totally off.  "You strip, too," he said, so I did.  Then we lay side by
side and I reached out and encircled his hard cock, even as he grasped
mine.  We each began to stroke.
	It surely was different than beating off myself.  His cock felt
different and so did his hand.  But it felt good.  I suddenly began to feel
like I was ready to cum.  "I'm gonna cum soon, Gary," I said, probably
louder than I should have.
	"So am I," he panted.  Even as he said that, I felt his cock twitch
and jerk inside my fingers and then, moments later, warm liquid touched my
hand.  Suddenly, I erupted, too.  "Oh, yeah," Gary groaned.
	"Yeah," I moaned.  Then we lay there.  After a minute or two Gary
reached with his free hand for some kleenex in his night stand and handed
me a wad.
	"Let's clean up each other," Gary suggested.  In the dark, which
really wasn't so dark with the full moon streaming in and our eyes
accustomed to the conditions, I just nodded and began to wipe up the cum on
Gary's cock, crotch and stomach.  He did the same to mine and we each
cleaned our own hand.
	Then we lay back down, with no effort to get dressed yet.  Nor did
we move away from each other.  Within just a couple of minutes I felt my
cock grow hard again.  Glancing over, I saw that Gary was stiff, too.
	"You have a boner again," I said.
	"So do you."  There was a long pause.  "You ever had a blow job,
Bob?"
	"No," I said, with a catch in my voice, I knew.  "Have you?"
	"Yeah.  Tell you what, if I suck you off, will you do the same to
me?"  He paused again.  "Now that doesn't mean I'm a fairy or anything and
I don't think you are."
	I lay there in the moonlight and thought for a moment.  "What does
it taste like?" I asked.
	Gary was quiet for a bit.  "A cock is like a finger.  It tastes
like sucking your thumb.  Cum is sort of sweet and salty at the same time.
It's not like it's piss or anything.  And I'll warn you before I cum if you
want.  What do you think?"  With that he reached out and began to play with
my balls, which really fired me up.
	"Okay," I said.  Instantly Gary rolled over and shifted his body,
so that his head came over my crotch.
	"You're going to love this," he said and then I felt his mouth
engulf my cock, his lips close around my shaft and his head began to move
downwards.  It felt ten times better than beating off, three times better
than the hand job he'd just given me.  Then I felt his tongue on my shaft
and the sensations tripled.
	"Oh, wow," I breathed.  "Oh, God," and I reached out and began to
rub his shoulders it felt so good.  Bob continued to work my cock and it
seemed that with each stroke he took my dick deeper and deeper into his
mouth.  After awhile I began to feel the wonderful pressure of my balls
about to explode a load of cum through my prick.  "Bob, I'm about to cum."
I knew I had to warn him, but I hoped he wouldn't stop.  He didn't.
Instead he began to move faster until I began to shoot, seeming like I'd
never stop and he just kept moving until the last little squirt.  I felt
his throat swallowing.  He rolled off of me.
	"Was that good?"  he said, and I saw his smile.
	"Yes.  Wonderful.  I just don't know if I'm ready for you to cum."
	"That's okay.  I'll warn you."  He lay back down, his cock rock
hard and sticking straight up.  Gingerly I moved so I looked down at his
cock.  "Think of it as a popsicle.  Don't use your teeth," he said and
touched the back of my head.  I lowered myself down, feeling the spongy
head against my lips.  Then I opened my mouth and took his cock into my
mouth and closed around it.  "Oh, yes," Gary moaned as I began to lower my
head towards his crotch.  I felt his cock head against my mouth's roof and
began to back away/
	It wasn't so bad.  A bit of an odor, but no nasty taste, for sure.
I let his cock slide back into my mouth, a little deeper this time, then a
retreat.  As I began to lower my head for the third or fourth stroke, Gary
said, louder then anything before, "Oh, shit.  Bob..." but he stopped as I
felt his dick twitch and the first rush of his cum poured into my mouth.
Strangely, I didn't jerk away, but did what I had felt Gary do, and
continued sucking as his juice poured into my mouth.  At first I thought
I'd just spit it out, but there was too much and I had to swallow.  It was
like he'd said, both sweet and salty.  At last he finished and I released
him.
	"I'm sorry," he said.  "I didn't think I'd cum so soon."
	"That's okay," I replied.  "It wasn't so bad."  Then we pulled the
covers up over our naked bodies, put our arms around each other and went to
sleep.
	When I awoke the next morning, Gary was gone.  I remembered that he
had a paper route and he must be out delivering papers.  That took care of
doing some more stuff in the morning.  But the bathroom door opened, the
one that Gary shared with Mary and Mary entered the room, wearing a shortly
nightgown and no robe.  The top stopped above her belly button.
	Mary was a girl's version of Gary with the same blond hair and blue
eyes, the same dusting of freckles, the same pug nose.  Her hair hung
longer, of course, and her boobs were obvious against the thin cloth of the
top.  "Good morning, Bob.  Mom and Dad just left for work.  It's early for
them, but there's something big happening at their jobs.  Gary won't be
back for almost an hour.  So it's just us."  She laughed.
	I suddenly realized I was naked under the covers and I had a raging
hard on.  "I guess it is," I said, trying to be nonchalant.
	"You guys have fun last night?"
	That rocked me.  "What do you mean?"
	She laughed.  "Remember, my bedroom is next door.  `Oh, Bob.  I'm
about to cum!' `Oh, damn.  Shit, Bob, I'm cumming!!! `" She smiled while
she walked over to my side of the bed and stooped down.  She stood up and
in her hand were my pajama bottoms.  "I see these weren't in the way."
With that she sat down next to me, her butt inches from my face.  "So what
do you think of me?"
	I felt my face redden.  It was obvious what my dick thought.  "I
like you.  I've always liked both of you."
	Mary glanced away, turning her head from me.  Then she shifted,
moving the covers a bit.  "I don't want to strangle you.  You don't mind me
sitting here, do you?"
	"No.  It's okay."  I noticed an odor, like she had put on some
perfume.  But there was something else, almost like I had noticed last
night with Gary.  She turned back so she faced me.
	"I'm still sort of tired," he said and raised her arms and yawned.
Of course her top slid up and I looked at the bottoms of her pert breasts,
the fabric just covering their tips.  "But I'm awake now," she continued
and lowered her arms.  "Let's see.  Yeah, see.  `I see London, I see
France.  I see Bob with no pants!'" and with that she pulled back the
covers.
	"Mary, what are you doing?" I shouted, rising up and grabbing for
the covers, but grabbing her instead.
	"Checking out your ding-a-ling," she responded, keeping the covers
away.  "You have a boner."
	Well two can play the same game, I thought.  I had her shoulders,
so I just dropped down and pulled up her top.  She turned back to me so I
actually saw her boobs.  They were small, and the nipples were small and
pink, hardly darker than the regular skin.  But they were the first real
boobs I'd ever seen in my life.  "Well, I give up," she laughed and raised
her hands over her head.  So I pulled off the top, grabbed her arms and
pushed her down on the bed.
	"What are you doing?" she said, laughing.
	"Seeing if you have a boner."  With that I grabbed her shortie
bottom and pulled.  She raised her hips and the thin cloth slid down her
legs past her knees and she shook them off with her feet.
	I looked.  She had more hair than I did, but it was still thin and
light colored and I could see her lips as she moved her thighs apart.
	"I think you like Mary about as much as you like Gary," she said.
	"I think I do, too," and reached over and cupped a warm, firm, but
soft breast.  I remembered some older boys talking about playing with the
nipple, so I took Mary's pale nipple and began to stroke it with two
fingers.
	"Gentle," she breathed, and I stroked lighter.  As I did the small
pink projection became hard and swollen.  "Ah, nice," she murmured and
began to slide down my hairless chest towards my eager prick.  "Would you
like me to take you in my mouth?" she whispered as I shifted to keep my
hands on her breast and nipple.
	"Oh, yes," I said.
	Last night Gary had just taken my eager cock into his mouth.  Not
so Mary.  Instead she began to lick the head of my dick, then began to move
her lips down the bottom of my cock.  She shifted again and my hand left
her breast.  "Between my legs, Bob," she said before beginning to kiss my
balls.
	Dutifully, my hand reached between her legs to her thinly clad
pussy and began to feel its damp lips.  I slowly began to insert a finger
into it, figuring that was what I should do.  "Up at the top is my clit.
Play with it," she said as she stopped her upward journey back toward my
cock head.  I fumbled for a moment, but then found the swollen piece of
flesh and began to flick it like I'd done her nipple.  "Ah," she moaned and
then took my cock between her lips and began to work it deep into her
mouth, her tongue wrapping around it as she began to move on it.
	I'd thought the blow job Gary gave me last night felt great, but it
was nothing to what Mary did.  "Oh, God," I moaned as she continued to move
her lips and her tongue on my cock.  I began to move my hips, pushing my
cock into her mouth as she lowered it on my cock.  I could feel my cum
rising.  I knew I'd cum soon.  I was afraid she'd stop before I came if I
warned her, but I knew I had to.  "I'm going to cum soon, Mary," I
whispered.
	She raised her mouth from my throbbing cock, just like I
feared. And it had felt so good.  "You want me to go faster or slower," she
said sweetly.
	"Slower," I said and she once more took my frantic cock into her
eager mouth and began to move much slower.  And I knew I needed to cum.
"No, faster, Mary.  I've got to cum.  Oh, oh, oh, shit," I roared as my
first heavy shot ejected itself into her warm, eager mouth.  She continued
to work me over as my jets continued until finally I lay limp.  She let my
softening cock go from her mouth and began to kiss her way up to my lips.
Finally she kissed me and I tasted my cum in her mouth as our tongues
worked into each other.
	A minute or so and my cock was hard again.  I went back to stroking
her outer lips and her nipple and she moaned.  I figured I might as well
repay her fantastic blow job, so I began to work my way down her front
stopping to kiss each hard nipple and stick my tongue in her belly button.
She moaned as my lips touched her pale, thin pubic hair.  I kept moving
down and finally my lips met her lower lips and my tongue began to slide
inside her moist, eager pussy.  Her hands came and forced my face deep
between her thighs, even as her thighs rose up.  "Oh, God," she screamed
and I felt and tasted juices flow into my mouth.  All I could do was
swallow them and move with her jerks.  I hadn't expected her to cum so
fast.  Finally she lay quietly.
	"You came fast.  I thought girls took longer."
	"I guess the next time I will.  But that's the first time a boy has
kissed me there.  Oh, it was wonderful."
	"The first time?  But, you gave such a wonderful blow job.  I'd
thought you'd done it a lot. "
	She smiled at me.  "No.  But Amy's discovered her dad's collection
of porn videos.  I've watched guys get blow jobs a hundred times.  I just
did what the blower did.  He has some interesting videos.  Some have two
guys and a girl, some have two girls and a guy.  Sometimes the girls do
each other and the guy helps out and sometimes the guys do each other and
the girl helps out."  She grabbed my cock and began to stroke it gently.
"I want to see you and Gary get it off together."
	I began to play with her clit again.  "What would he think of you
being there?"
	"I don't know.  Why don't we just lie here like this until he
returns."
	"Okay," I said.  Then I said, "No.  I have a better idea.  I want
to surprise him with a blow job like you just gave me.  Then we can try
something else, okay?"
	"We can't screw without rubbers. "
	"Okay.  You want to if I get some?"
	"Sure.  I bet it's fun."  She gave my cock one last pull and sat
up.  "I think I know how to get some."
	"Great," I said.
	Then kissed me and got up so I could see her cute, naked body.
"See you soon."  Then she turned and headed back towards her room.