Date: 30 Nov 2000 22:59:18 -0000
From: chris <wuhsup@maileditor.com>
Subject: Sisters Little Helper  (t/t, oral)

My mother and father divorced when I was 13, which left me living with my
mom and 16 year old sister, Dina, in a small 3 bedroom apartment.  My
mother was forced to work at nights to makes ends meet, which left my
sister, Dina, baby-sitting me on weeknights.  She was a very pretty girl
with a huge attitude.  Dina was also used to getting her way, especially
when it came to me.  You could say I doubled as her doormat.  My bed time
was at 9:00 p.m., which really pissed me off, because my sister was
allowed to set her own bed time.  She would have boyfriends over at night,
so she took particular joy in sending me to bed at the predetermined time.
 This left her almost four hours before mom would get home.  I would try
anything to stay up, even though I knew my mom would light my ass up, if
she were to find out I wasn't going to bed when she had told me.

I used to sneak out of bed and watch their TV from the hallway.  It was
during these times that I witnessed my sister trying to stave off the
advances of most of her boyfriends.  She seemed to have no problem with
their trying to kiss her, or even putting their hand up her shirt or down
her pants.  She would even, at times, take their penis out and play with
it.  But this never seemed to be enough for the guys.  I could see and
hear them fight about it.  She finally relented with a guy named Barry,
and bent down and took his penis into her mouth.  I could see her head
going up and down for a while and then all of a sudden, she went running
into the bathroom.  Barry followed her, and I heard them talking, and it
seemed as though she was angry.

Barry left after I had tip-toed back to my room with the biggest erection
of my life (okay, so it was probably only 4 inches).  I jerked on my dick
that night till it hurt.  The next day I couldn't think straight.  All I
could think about was the scene that had played out before me in the
living room.  I wondered why Dina got so upset, when it seemed like she
wanted to put his penis in her mouth.  I started thinking about what it
must have felt like to have someone suck on your dick.  I really didn't
know much when it came to sex.  I would play with my penis, often to a dry
orgasm.  But the actual specifics were still a little fuzzy to me.

Barry didn't come back over until three days later.  They were on the
couch again after I had already made my way from my bedroom to the
hallway.  They were starting to argue again when I made a noise and was
soon discovered by my sister and her boyfriend.  My sister starts in on me
telling me how much trouble I'm going to be in when she tells mom.  Then
she said to Barry "Why don't you get Boog to do it."  I looked at Dina and
asked her what she was talking about.  Barry started telling her  to stop,
that it wasn't funny.  I think at first she was kidding, but then you
could see a light bulb go off in her head.  She turns to Barry and starts
whispering something inaudible, and he starts swearing at her saying "No
fucking way was he letting me at 'it'."  That's when I started to figure
out that she wanted me to play with his dick.  I had never really thought
about touching another guys penis before.  The forbidden nature of this
act made my insides start to quiver, and, all of a sudden, I was having a
hard time catching my breath.  I started stammering out some sort of
incoherent protest when Dina turns to me and says that she won't tell mom
about my indiscretion, and that I could stay up as late as I wanted if I
promised to do everything she and Barry said.  She knew I feared mom's
wrath, but what I didn't think of was that I had something on her from the
previous night.  I should have known she wouldn't rat on me, because I
could tell mom what was happening between her and Barry.  But my mind
really wasn't functioning properly  With my heart about to beat right
through my chest, I agreed to her conditions.  To be honest, I really did
want to get a look at Barry's dick, because from my vantage point behind
the couch, I really never got a good look at it.

Barry starts saying " No way was he letting me suck his dick."  Dina asked
him if he wanted a blowjob before he leaves, or not, and that it wasn't
coming from her.   Barry says he doesn't think I would be able to do a
good enough job, and Dina starts reassuring him that, with a little
instruction, I would become a pro.  I could hear Barry starting to warm to
the idea, when my brain finally caught up to the conversation.  I told
Dina that I couldn't put his dick in my mouth and that doing so would make
me a queer, when Dina looked at my small erection poking the front of my
pajamas out, and said "You seem to be pretty interested, by the way your
filling out those pj's..." and that "...it would only make me queer if I let
him put it up my butt."  Barry had set himself back on the couch and had
started to loosened his belt.  My arguments were starting to lose their
steam, and were being replaced by me with "what-if" and "how-to"
questions.  Dina had put her hands on my shoulders and was steering me
toward the couch.  When I told her I didn't know how to suck a dick, she
told me she would be there to teach me.  Barry started to ask "when she
had become an expert", till she gave him that "keep talking and I'll crush
your balls in a vise" look.

With Dina's hands still on my shoulders, we reached the couch, where she
pushed me to my knees between Barry's parted legs.  He had unzipped his
fly and his pants were open, but still on.  Now that I was between his
legs, Dina moved over to the side of him, sitting on the floor.  I
remember Dina telling me to take off his pants, but I just knelt there
with a blank stare on my face, so Dina pulled his pants completely off,
herself.  I couldn't believe this was actually happening. Barry was
sitting on the couch in a pair of blue briefs, with me looking like I was
going to make a sacrificial offering to his crotch.  I remember thinking
that only girls wore colored underwear, but the bulge his big dick created
took any concept of femininity completely out of the situation.

My sister then told me to start stroking his dick through his underwear.
I started moving my hand towards Barry's penis, but it must not have been
fast enough for Dina, because she grabbed my hand and put it on top of his
dick, telling me "Boog, you better start doing what your told, or you can
just go back to bed now, and we can discuss this with mom in the morning."
 With that I took hold of his cock and started massaging it.  If I thought
it was big before, I was in awe of what it grew to.  It was probably only
six or seven inches, but to a 13 year old with a 4 incher, he was a horse.
 It had started to threaten the waistband  of his briefs, when I noticed a
small wet spot on his cotton underwear.  I asked Dina about it, and she
said it was like spit, and that it would make it slide in and out of my
mouth easily.  So now I'm thinking "oh great, now stuff is going to be
oozing out of his dick and into my mouth."  When I said something about
this, Dina said I could go to bed when ever I wanted.  Of course, I
refused, and went back to stroking his now turgid member.  She then told
me to pull his dick out.  This time, being somewhat aware of my
surroundings, I was the one to pull down his briefs down to his ankles, as
he lifted his hips to accommodate this maneuver.  This act left my face
approximately one foot from his naked dick and  hairy balls.   His groin
smelled of stale, sour sweat, which made me think he could have at least
showered, before coming.  I then placed my hand on his bare penis and I
was amazed at how warm, and smooth it felt.

Dina then took his cock in her hand and started jacking it towards my
face.  This left it only 4-5 inches from my nose and the smell was pretty
overpowering.  Dina, looking at me, said "Pretty big one, huh?"   I
responded "How would I know.  This is the first one I've ever seen in this
condition."  Dina said "I've seen a few, and trust me, this ones pretty
big.  Why don't you give it a kiss, right there on the head."  She pointed
it right at my lips and put her hand on the back of my head and started to
urge me towards his dick.  I started saying that I would do it, and that
there was no need for her to be so pushy.  I then moved my lips towards
the head and planted a big soft kiss on it.  I remember thinking how
spongy the head was, until I pressed on it and found it hard in the
middle.  When I pulled away, a big strand of fluid stretched from the slit
of his penis to my lips.  This made Dina laugh and I became embarrassed.
She was still pointing it towards my face when she told me what a good job
I was doing, and to give it another kiss.  When I pressed my lips back
against his dick head, she moved  it back and forth against them and said
"See, it's like putting on lipstick."  And I came back with "How would I
know, I don't wear lipstick."  She then followed up with "Well, maybe it's
time you should start." Dina continued smearing it all over my lips,
leaving a coating of, what I was soon to find out was, sperm.  Then she
told me to stick out my tongue and give it a lick.  I complied with her
request and I got my first taste of semen.  I told Dina that it tasted
salty, and she told me it was supposed to.

Dina told me to open my mouth and to start sucking on his dick.  I told
her that I wasn't going to unless he washed it first.  Barry said he'd go
wash his crotch if I wanted.  Dina then said not to bother, and that "Boog
will clean it with his mouth, isn't that right, Boog?"  I asked her why he
couldn't go wash it first and she said that "you've already got you're
face there, so just get on with it."  At this point, Dina was still
pumping Barry's cock at my face with her hand still on the back of my
head.  I can see his pre-cum starting to collect at the end of his penis,
and I'm thinking  that I would love for him to go wash his dick, even if
it's just to get rid of the spooge puddle thats formed,.  I started to
complain about how bad it tasted and smelled when, in mid-sentence, Dina
shoved my head down onto his cock.  As it hit the back of my throat, I
started to gag on it and Barry shouted "Hey, watch the teeth."  despite my
sister pushing on the back of my head, I managed to pull back enough to
get it dislodged from my throat, , and say "Hey, watch the throat."  She
smacked me twice in the face with his cock, once hitting me right in the
nose, and said "To hell with it, Boog.  If your not gonna do it right,
then just go to bed and we'll talk to mom in the morning."  I'm now on the
verge of tears.  Not so much because of my choking or the stinging of my
face, but more my frustration with the situation.  This was starting to
border on abuse.  I could see the impatience on Dina's face as I opened my
mouth and took his cock back in.  Dina told me to cover my teeth with my
lips, and that, if it hit my teeth again, the deals off.  It was then that
I realized I should just start going for it, so that this ordeal would
come to an end.  I knew what Barry wanted, since I had been masturbating
for a while now.  He was looking for that feeling that made your toes
curl.  Where your dick gets so sensitive you can't even touch it, anymore.

With her hand, Dina started moving my head up and down on Barry's cock.
She started getting a rythme that Barry soon picked up, thrusting his hips
up to meet my bobbing face.  Although it may have been more dick than a 13
year old mouth was designed to accept, I kind of started to enjoy the
rough treatment my head was receiving.  Dina told me to flatten my tongue
and press it up against the underside of his cock.  I did as I was asked,
which brought on an "Oh yeah, that's it."  out of Barry, who thrust his
cock onto the back of my extended tongue, causing me to choke
uncontrollably.  This created an audible gag that humored my tormentors to
no end.  I then placed my elbows on Barry's thighs, with one hand wrapped
around the base of his dick, to try and keep Dina from shoving my throat
so far down his cock.  Upon seeing this, she said "Arms at your side,
Boog.  I'm controlling this ride."  When I was slow to comply, Dina
slapped me on the back of the head and said "I said arms down."  With
great intrepidation, I removed my arms from his thighs as she continued
the assault on my face.

After she regained the rythme she had established earlier, she looked to
Barry and asked how he was enjoying it so far.  He said "He's pretty good.
 You think he'd swallow?"  Dina replied "If you'd like him to, he would.
Why, would you like him to swallow?"  Barry said "That would be cool.
I've never had anyone swallow before."  Dina said "Okay then, let me know
when your ready."  They had the entire exchange as though I wasn't even in
the room.  She continued sliding my lips up and down his fat cock, as she
moved her other hand over to play with his balls.  Dina told me for it to
be good, I would to have to take more of it into my mouth, to which she
starts pushing my head further down on his cock.  As it started to hit the
back of my throat, I was sure she could hear me starting to gag again, but
this didn't slow her down in the least.  If anything, I think this got her
hand pistoning even faster.  She lifted his balls to where every down
stroke would cause my chin to hit his balls.  She then held my face
pressed as far as she could and said "Hey look.  How do you think my
brother would look with a beard?"  This got a big laugh out of both of
them, and an even bigger gag from me.

Barry said that he was getting close.  Dina stood up behind me, and placed
her hands on either side of my head, I guess so she could get her weight
behind it.  She then said to me "Don't fuck this up, Boog.  You keep
going, no matter what.  You got it?"  I grunted out, as best I could, an
"Uh-huh" around his cock, as Dina continued to plunge my face towards his
pubes.  Dina then told me to swallow anything  that shot out.  I started
wondering what she meant by this statement.  I had just started to get my
gag reflex under control,  when his cock started to expand even more in my
mouth.  I could feel it pulsing against the back of my tongue, when a huge
wad of semen shot right into the back of my throat, and stuck there.  As I
was trying to process what was happening in my mouth, another glob of
equal magnitude joined the first, causing me to retch and gag, to where I
thought I was about to throw up.  My gagging caused sperm to actually come
out of my nose.  Dina exclaimed " Oh my God, it's coming out his nose!
Oh, that is so gross! "  Her and Barry started laughing hysterically at my
misfortune, but this didn't deter her from using her hand to force more
cock into my throat.  Barry's was more of a cross between a laugh and a
groan, as he continued to pump a ridicules amount of cum into my mouth.
The sperm that had exited out of my nose, combined with what was escaping
from the sides of my mouth, started to mat in his pubic hair and, thanks
to Dina pushing my face into it, was being smeared all over the lower half
and up the side of my face.

Dina yelled at me that I had better start swallowing, and I finally knew
what the hell their conversation was about earlier.  I frantically started
trying to swallow what was in my throat, and shooting into my mouth, but
because of the volume and consistency, I wasn't able to keep up.  His
semen was so thick and clumpy, that even though I was trying to swallow,
it seemed as though it just stayed in my throat.  So each time I would
swallow, I would retch and almost hurl. Mercifully, the barrage slowed to
more of an ooze, which Dina gladly milked into my mouth.  It seemed as
though she was trying to get as much sperm into my mouth as possible.  For
some reason, she took great pleasure in making the experience as
unpleasant as she could.  After his orgasm had subsided, Dina took his now
flaccid cock out of my mouth and started slapping it against my cheek.
This caused a glob that had formed on the end of his dick to fly right in
my eye.  It stung like crazy, I told Dina how mean she was for doing all
this to me.  It is then that I kind of lost it and started to sob.

Dina completely ignored my display and asked Barry "How was it?"  He
responded "That felt great.  To be honest, it was better than you did
Monday."  Dina said "Yeah but he doesn't have these." holding up her
breasts for his inspection.  She then added "Cool. Maybe we can make this
a regular thing, as long as it keeps it out of my mouth."  Between all the
sperm, snot and tears, my face looked like I had gotten into a glue fight
and lost.  I lifted my head off Barry's groin, and sperm dripped from my
face onto my mom's white couch.  Dina screamed at me "Boog, your getting
it on the couch.  That's why I told you to swallow it.  God, can't you do
anything right?"  She then pointed to Barry's groin and said "Lick it up."
 I looked at her in horror and said I'd get a towel for him from the
bathroom.  She then smashed my face back into his crotch and said in a
booming voice "I said lick."  I then used my tongue to clean up the mess
around his penis and in his pubic area.  I said in a very meek voice
"There."  She said "You forgot his balls. Try getting them in your mouth."
 Because of their size, I couldn't so she told me to lick the cum off.
After doing this, she lifted his balls and told me "Don't forget under
here."  I laved my tongue under his balls towards his anus, and realized
that that was the area that smelled so bad (although the smell was now
starting to excite me).

All this manipulation was giving Barry another erection.  Ah, youth.  Dina
asked him if he wanted to do it again, and he replied "Sure, if it's okay"
and I'm thinking "Okay with who?".  Dina told me to go to it, and I did as
I was told.  This time she let me bob my head at my own pace.  Every once
in a while pushing my head all the way down on his dick, I think just to
see me gag.  It took a lot longer than the first, but Barry had another
orgasm in my mouth, which, now being prepared for it and the quantity
having diminished,  I was able to swallow in whole.  Dina told me how
disgusting I looked, and how she couldn't believe I had swallowed all that
cum.  She then told me to go clean up and get in bed.  By that point I was
glad to comply.

That night falling asleep, I had a coating of sperm on my tongue I
couldn't get off, even by scraping my tongue with my teeth.  I masturbated
to a mind blowing orgasm and drifted off to sleep.  The next morning,
getting ready for school, I found dried cum that I had missed on my neck
and in my hair.  From that day forward I became Barry's, and one other of
Dina's boyfriends, receptacle.