Sam - The Seventh Boy
by
Larry Marian
Hi. I'm Sam. I'm thirteen and in the eighth grade. but going into high school and ninth grade this fall. I hang out with the James Gang a lot, tough some have either chores - like me - or odd jobs - also like me now. So there are seven of us in the James Gang, Eddie and his brother Chuck, fifteen and thirteen, Alvin, fourteen and his best bud, Peter, also fourteen, Jack, my brother, fifteen, and Malcolm, sixteen. We had Barry, but he moved away at the end of school. That leaves me with Chuck being the only one in middle school. Oh, I'm five feet and 85 pounds wit blond hair and blue eyes. I'm also the only girl in the gang. I got into the gang back when I was six and things really didn't make a lot of difference for a lot of years. For instance, when we had sleep overs, I normally came to. That only stopped when I was ten. But then Mom sat me down and talked about THAT! even though I knew most of it. When a sleep over came to Jack's and my house, I'd sneak in, too. Or sometimes Chuck and another guy would sneak in, too. Of course Mom got me to start shaving my legs and pits and wearing a bra. I had sleep overs with some girls, too. Like the boys, sex got discussed. So one night at my house with two boys in my room I heard one say (I'm not revealing correct names all the time) quietly, "I'm gonna come soon. Swallow and I will." There was a pause. "Thanks. Yeah, Switch and I'll suck you. Promise I'll swallow since you did." So the next girl's night out Molly's sixteen year old sister joined us and gave the high school class for girls on sucking a boy's hard cock. There was also a class on how much fun a clit could be. We all practiced that night. Anyway, there was almost always one boy missing, so I was boy number seven, to fill the empty slot. Along with growing up, wearing a bra, and those five to seven days" came a strong interest in Malcolm! One night he and Chuck got in my room at a sleep over. After they thought I was asleep, Chuck said, "Hey, Mal. Who sucks first?" That woke me up as Chuck said, "I'll do you. But know what? Sam is getting real sexy. Maybe one night she'll blow me." I had a cum right then and there, thinking of Mal getting sucked by me. Well, that was then. Fast forward and six of the James Gang and me had wandered down a dirt road to a pond in the woods about a mile from where most of us lived. The day's heat came down on us harder than it had until the last couple of days. Missing was Malcolm, with some major help from adults. Oh, well. "Hey, it's hotter than hell. Let's go swimming," Peter cried, echoing something each of us had called in the past. "Sam's here," busybody Jack responded. "Not like I haven't here before," I replied. "Yeah, but..." Jack started. "You're growing up." "And you have hairy balls," which got everybody laughing until we heard a clap of thunder. "Crap," Eddie said. "Whose house is closest? The tree house ain't waterproof." "Mine," Alvin said. "Let's go." So we started but five minutes down the old road the skis opened up. By the time the six of us (I was third inside the kitchen door!) tumbled in, we were all soaked. If any of the boys wanted to know if I had a bra on, all they had to do was look at my soaked light blue t-shirt. I caught several taking a look and maybe wondering what was under the bra. I had to grin - they weren't socks. "Look guys, let's strip and put our clothes in the clothes drier, get our staff dried and get dressed," Eddie said. "What about Sam?" Jack said. "She's my little sister, after all." "That's nice," I replied. "I'm soaking wet. My top's transparent. I'm cold. There's not a guy here who hasn't seen me naked - and I've seen each of them the same way. Let's do what Eddie suggested." With that, I pulled my top off my wet body, then surprised them all, Jack included, when I pulled my straps off my shoulders, turned the cups around, showing off my boobs, unhooked the strap and dropped my bra on the floor. "There," I said, as I loosened my belt." The boys looked at me, then Jack began to strip. "Sam's always been a show off." In minutes five naked boys surrounded me, all with a hard on. Now, I'd seen Jack's prick by accident a few times, mostly hard, but here I was looking at five cocks, ranging from some four inches to five, like Jack had, to Eddie's probable six inches. In addition, the tips all looked mostly different, from spear shaped to rounded like a mushroom. All the tips were red except for Peter's which was purple, maybe because he was brown. "Let's go up to Alvin's room while our clothes dry," Eddie announced after we got the dryer loaded and started to troop up to Alvin's room where we all sat on the two single beds in his room. As we got seated all of the others looked at each other a bit strange, it seemed to me. "Something wrong? I asked. I looked around to see five perplexed faces, my brother maybe the most so. "Nah," Jack said as he tried to cover up his erect five inch dick with the red head completely exposed. I looked around again and saw some of that clear stuff called pre-cum that Molly's sixteen year old sister Isabella told us about. Well, Eddie had some, and my brother, and Peter. So Alvin and Chuck didn't. "Bull," I said. "In fact, bullshit!," which made all five boys almost ump out of their pants if they had any on. "Girls know about blow jobs, fellows. I know three girls who said they've given one. I know one who described it to several of us. I've heard a couple of you talk about at a sleep over when some of you were in my room. In fact I remember one of you saying something like Oh, God, XXXX! Don't stop! I'm about to cum. You gotta swallow or Sam will know!' "Well, Sam knows. So there are six of us. I've never done it, but I'm willing to try. So who's the guy willing to be my first one?" Again they looked at me, and then all four except Jack looked from him to me and back." "She's my sister. She can't blow me." "Eddie and I blow each other when it's our turn and nobody says crap," Chuck said. "If we can, Jack and Sam can. That is Sam can blow Jack and Jack can go down on Sam. We've seen the movies." "I can explain to Jack what to do," I said primly. I watched the others grin at each other. "So how do I know who I suck first?" "Oh, yeah," Alvin said as he pulled a deck of cards from his desk to pull six cards from the desk. He showed them to me, three red and three blue, the ace,deuce, and trey. "Okay, Sam, three of us pull three reds and three pull three blues. So ace blue and red, deuce and trey the same way." "After the first three go, we'll explain to Sam the next step," Eddie said. So began my first experience with actually taking a boy's hard cock into my mouth and going in and out until he cums in my mouth and I swallow. Oh. Then later, some inexperienced boy tries to get me to cum while he tries to bite off my clit, I guess. And we repeat. Well, it didn't work out that badly. Peter and I drew each other and at that point the others didn't count. Pete and I got the spare bed, Alvin and Chuck got his while Eddie and Jack got Alvin's old easy chair. So we lie down, me sort of thinking how girls do it. "So, okay, Sam. Let lie down on my back. It's easier if you just either lie down between my legs or along side me. Either way you can get to my cock easier. Just don't bite me. Keep your lips over your teeth. Okay?" "Got it. Let's try. The others are already doing it." I was right. Jack sat in the easy chair, leaning forward, his mouth obviously around Eddie's also big cock. Alvin lay on his back with Chuck between Al's legs, Chuck's head bobbing up and down. I heard all three being sucked telling the sucker how good he was doing. And I started, my lips sliding over the rod of flesh that actually seemed okay in my mouth. The brown cock tasted like...my finger, I guess. I bobbed up and down to hear Peter moan with pleasure. "Oh, yeah, Sam. Got it. Suck my cock. Up and down. Yeah. Good. If you want me to cum sooner, go faster. Like what you do. Nice. Yeah. Getting close. How you like this licorice stick to suck. Making me feel sooo-- good! Bout to. Yeah. Here it come Home bo- girl!" Suddenly I felt Pete's cock seem to swell a bit around the head and then a thick, warm liquid flooded my mouth. The taste didn't match anything I knew, but it wasn't vile. Before I could do anything, Pete shot me some more. "Hold the cum a bit Sam. Don't swallow yet. Yeah. Third. Now swallow." I did. It really wasn't bad. I raised my head to see the other four getting ready to swap. So I slid to Alvin while Pete went to Jack. So it continued. Nobody bit my clit and three guys gave me a cum or two. I got some smacks on my back as we got dressed. As Jack and I were about to leave, Pete said loud enough for every body to hear, "I don't care if Sam is a girl or a white girl. She can suck my dick any time she wants to." "All I can say, Pete, is that I'd be proud to do it again." Pete and I hugged.
So that was my initiation into being a full class boy with boobs and a clit - sort of. Three things happened during the next week. The first was that night and the post surprising. Our folks jobs were such that they had to leave early. In the beginning we had a sort of nanny who came by about five in the morning as our parents got ready to leave. Ms. Jones fixed us breakfast and made sure we were dressed and ready for school. Then she drove us to our school or schools and went home to whatever she did until the next day at five. I'd just gotten ready for bed, Mom and Dad in bed about fifteen minutes ago when I heard a faint knock and then Jack came in wearing just a pair of short PJ bottoms. He smiled at me as he sat on my bed, me in a two piece nightgown that was rather flimsy. "Sam," he said, "are you okay about today?" "I think so, Jack. Anything wrong? I hope it wasn't Pete." "Shit, no. Just you and me having sex together. I mean you sucking me and me eating you out." He paused for a second but I could see concern in the light of the single lamp. I gave a low giggle. "You want a lesson on getting a girl off, older brother?" He looked perplexed. "If you do, I can help. I won't rat on you." "So if we `practice on each other, that would be okay?" Jack said, a sound of relief in his voice. "Yeah. How about a couple times a week after Mom and Dad hit it?" "Great. Would tonight be too soon? It would be the first time for just the two of us." Well, as soon as I heard what Jack proposed, my top came off. "Let's do it, Jack," and we did.
So the next thing that happened was, to me, the biggie. The next day after the big rain storm Malcolm missed I heard a doorbell ring when I was alone, Jack doing lawn work for a neighbor in the next block. The camera showed it was -- MALCOLM! There he was five ten, light brown hair, tanned, athletic, shorts and a t-shirt. I flung open the door, my heart going "pitter pat." "Hi, Malcolm," I said, almost stammering. "Hey, Sam. I hear I missed some big stuff yesterday after the storm." God! He knows! Now he'll never speak to me again, I thought. "Not sure what you mean, Mal," I said. Mal smiled. "Seems you had a lot of fun yesterday because of the storm. You think maybe we could have the same kind of fun?" Did my heart beat? Skip a beat? I squealed. "Nobody but us is home, Mal. Want to come up to my room?" Do I have to explain more? We went up to my room. Five minutes later we were on my bed, clothes coming off. "What do you want to do first?" Mal asked as his fingers played with my clit. I gulped. "Suck your cock," I said. "Screw?" Mal asked softly. "Suck. Not ready for screwing. Please. " With that Mal rolled onto his back, holding his magnificent cock straight up. "As you wish," he said seconds before I attacked his pink mushroom tipped cock. When he went between my eager legs he made me cum three times. As he left later we were both sure that I knew the way to his house and only the two of us would be there. The taste of his cum lingered until Mom got home.
The last thing wasn't real pleasant, but it had to be done. The day after I got to Malcolm's house and we had a repeat orgy - I sucked him twice while he introduced me to the beginnings of annal - that took three more weeks - there was another door bell. It turned out it was Alvin, of all guys, with Juan and Ivan with him. "Hi, Sam," Alvin said. "You know Juan and Ivan. Think we could have some fun?" My head really broke a hole in the ceiling. "Sam. Yeah I know Juan and Ivan - hi guys." I choked back what I wanted to say. "Come downstairs and let's talk." I had no intention of three boys and me. Especially as the way Juan and Ivan's actions looked. But I was the nice hostess and did not offer them rat poison or tame black panthers. I did ask them to sit down, "So what's happening?" I asked. Ivan was the youngest, which may have been the problem. "Alvin says you give a great blow job and..." "What Alvin says and what I say are two different things. Alvin, wha made you bring these nice guys here?" "I thought...." "Two years ago Isabella told me to watch boys when they think. So you want me to give you, Ivan,and Juan blow jobs, right? You want them to walk in, stick their cocks in my mouth and cum in them. "NO! This could have happened but not this way. Period. Alvin, you ever do this again, I won't so much as hold hands with you. Ivan and Juan, try coming one at a time, a day at a time and see what happens. In any event, my answer today is no "Think it out and maybe. Any boy tells me that one of you sent him to me - Hell no! Now get, think it over. Maybe one of you will get lucky tomorrow. Maybe. "Now Malcolm is coming in a half hour. Don't be here when he arrives." Malcolm laughed over that. He also did when I described Ivan's attempts.
One thing after that I rode m bike to a near by dollar store and bought a small notebook. I put the initial of each boy in the order I first sucked him and a run o the number of times I did each guy. The first three weeks looked like this:
P: IIII E: II C: I J IIII A II M V Ju I I I Now I have to do the same with the girls I've messed around with.
Still, I was still Sam, the Seventh Boy and we all loved it.