Summer of Twelve 4
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Story Codes (this chapter): g/b, b/b, g/g, tickling, feet, light bondage, CFNM, incest, fondling, mast, oral, frot
Word Count: about 7400
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Note To The Reader: This story is set in the early 1970s and is best read through a pair of rose tinted lenses. Please forgive some linguistic anachronisms. The younger Chris acquires a nickname in round two of the Truth or Dare game. Critter = Chris Martin. If you just want to get to the naughty parts, click here, but you'll you'll be missing a lot of context.
Summer of Twelve - Chapter 4
In which Molly has a sleepover with Lisa and we all play Truth or Dare
"Lisa..." my mom said. "Do you mean to tell me that you have a friend who lives literally a stone's throw away, and I am just now hearing about it?"
"Well, we don't actually hang out that much." Lisa said. "She's in a different grade at school."
My mom pinched the bridge of her nose, like she suddenly had a bad headache. "I had one too many glasses of wine for this." she said, quietly. Then, looking at Lisa, "How old is Molly?"
"Umm... Eleven, I guess." Lisa said.
"You guess?"
"Oh, and her mom wants to talk to you at the corner of the yard when Molly comes over the fence." Lisa said.
"Lisa! You are really putting me on the spot tonight, young lady!" My mom snapped. "I'm of a mind to cancel your sleepover and send you to your room right now."
"Maahhm!" Lisa whined. "The boys are standing right here."
We were standing right there, all four of us still in the entryway.
Chris and me still had our happy boners from the puppy pile,
but now they started to fade. I hated to be in trouble myself (not that hating it kept me out of it...) and hated to see any other kid get in trouble, even Lisa. My mom only rarely disciplined Lisa at all and when she did it was almost always done in private, to preserve Lisa's dignity. The sad thing about a happy boner... when you stop bein' happy, it goes away.
"Honey..." my mom said, softening a bit, "I've got about four minutes to get up to speed on this. We don't have time to take this to your room."
"I'm sorry, Mommy." Lisa said.
"It's okay, sweetheart," my mom said, "I just need you to answer some questions fast, okay?"
"Yes Mommy." Lisa said. It was like drinking orange juice after brushing your teeth.
"How did you meet Molly?"
"At summer camp last year."
"How old was Molly last summer"
"She was ten."
"Were you bunk mates?"
"She slept in the bottom bunk next to mine."
"Is she religious?"
"I think her family is Catholic, but she cussed a lot at camp."
"Okay, I got this... I got this." my mom said, talking to herself again. She took a few deep breaths. "Catholic but they send their kid to public school and she's the bad girl at summer camp." Then she went into decision-maker mode.
"Chris and Chr... boys! Go put something on, shorts, swimsuits... I don't care, just cover your... poking-out parts." She said
"But all of Chris's clothes are in the washing machine." I said. I really hated to remind her, she seemed stressed and I wanted to make things easier for her, not harder.
"But Molly s..." Lisa said
My mom stopped her with a hand, held up for silence, while she thought for a few seconds. "Got it! Chris... older Chris... look in your dresser in the bottom drawer, that's where I keep your old clothes waiting for Mikey to grow into them. Find something that fits Chris... younger Chris."
Chris and me raced off to do her bidding. It was stressful, but in a fun way, helping my mom in a crisis. We pulled my bottom dresser drawer all the way out and just dumped it on the floor. It was where my mom kept future hand-me-downs, so the contents were like my history.
I could hear my mom still barking orders "Lisa, go get the step-ladder from the utility room."
"Are you gonna climb the fence?" Lisa said.
"No, but I'll be damned if I'm going to stand on a fence rail for a parent conference." my mom said.
A minute or so later, I heard the back door open then close. The house was quiet for a few minutes while we tried to find one of my old swimsuits to fit Chris.
"My mom takes me out clothes shopping every year on my birthday." I said. I sifted out swimsuits from the pile. I could only find three.
"That does not sound like a fun way to spend your birthday." Chris said, snickering.
"Well I guess it's fun for her." I said, then "Yeah, here... I remember this pair from three years ago."
"That looks tiny!" Chris said, looking at my three year old speedo. "How is that s'posed to fit me?"
"They're super stretchy." I said. "Go on, give it a try."
It was fun watching Chris try to wriggle into my old swimsuit, trying to get his butt and bits arranged in the tiny bit of stretchy cloth. I liked touching him, helping him do that.
"You fit into this when you were nine?" he said.
"That's how they're s'posed to fit, believe it or not." I said.
"I guess I see why your mom likes 'em then." Chris said.
We threw all my old clothes back in the hand-me-downs drawer and got it maneuvered back into the dresser. I got my new speedo out of my underwear drawer and squirmed into it as fast as I could. Just about then, I heard the back door open. We headed that way.
"Your backyard is a fucking swamp." said a girl I guessed to be Molly. She was squatted down unlacing her shoes.
"Well, duh," Lisa said. "You saw the water fight." Lisa must have found a few seconds to put on a pair of shorts, because there was denim peeking out beneath her Snow White sleep shirt.
"Wait! You saw us in the backyard?" I said
"I saw every little thing there was to see." the other girl said, with a grin as she stood up from taking off her shoes.
It was then that I recognized her. She was in my grade at school. I knew her face, but I did not know her name until that moment. She mostly rode the bus, I almost always rode my bike. I had an idea she lived nearby, but I never knew how near.
Molly was a ginger; bright red hair, green eyes, and freckles. She was a couple of inches taller than me, and outweighed me by probably 20 pounds. Like Lisa, she wasn't chubby at all, just average sized for a girl her age. I was the one who was undersized. But most significantly, dressed as she was that night, there were some bumps under her t-shirt. There would be no way she could go shirtless and pass as a boy.
"You didn't tell about all us boys bein' naked?" Chris said.
"Hell no!" Molly said. "I just wish I could have joined you."
Chris and me were both wide-eyed, still processing that last, when my mom came in. She pushed her shoes off at the back door and leaned the stepladder against the wall, outside on the patio. "That went better than I expected." she said, still in the mode of talking to herself to coach herself through a tough spot. She looked at the four of us, then turned to Lisa and said. "Lisa, dear, introduce your friend to me."
"Mommy," Lisa said, "this is my friend Molly Doyle that I met at summer camp last year." Then she turned. "Molly, this is my mother, Ms. Tallulah Akter."
My mom extended her hand for a handshake, but Molly did not seem to know what to do about that.
"Oh, come on Molly." my mom said. "It's 1973, shake my hand. You can burn your bra once you're old enough to actually need one."
Molly flushed, exceedingly obvious with her coloration, but took my mom's hand with a smile "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Akter."
"Likewise, Molly," my mom said. "But I prefer 'Lulah', provided you're comfortable addressing a grownup by her first name."
"I'll try ma'am... I mean Lulah." Molly said.
"Now let's have a hug." my mom said.
Molly hugged her then, a pretty genuine thing from where I stood.
"Lisa, now you need to introduce the boys to Molly." my mom said.
"Molly, this is my brother, Chris, and the boy he babysits sometimes. He's also named Chris."
"He babysits my little brother Donny." Chris said. "Chris and me are friends."
"Yeah," I said, "Ms. Martin keeps payin' me for babysitting two kids, but I feel like I should give half the money to Chris."
"Chris, Chr... boys, this is Molly, my friend from summer camp last year." Lisa said.
"Hi Molly." Chris said.
"Molly and me are in the same grade at school." I said, to whoever cared about it, then went on to Molly herself. "Sorry, but I didn't know your name until just now."
"It's okay," Molly said, "I didn't know your name either, until Lisa called me tonight."
"Chris... my Chris... older Chris..." my mom said before she just put a hand on my shoulder. "Go right now to the utility room and move the clothes from the washer to the dryer. Put the timer on 45 minutes and the heat selector on permanent press. Don't forget to push the start button."
Chris followed me, like a shadow, as I followed my mom's instructions. "Mikey's not gonna have any clothes to wear tomorrow morning." he said.
I shrugged. "If he really needs clothes, he can borrow some from Donny."
When we got back to the back door, my mom was already making her apologies.
"Girls, I'm sorry, but I'm going to bed early tonight." she said. "I know you kids are all on summer vacation, but tomorrow is a regular workday for me, and I've had... a few glasses of wine."
"We'll be good, Mommy!" Lisa said
"Molly, I'm counting on you to be the last bastion of reason." my mom said.
"Me?" Molly said. "But Chris... the older Chris is older than me."
"Makes no difference." my mom said. "An 11 year old girl is far more mature than a 12 year old boy. That's just the way it is. Now let's have our goodnight hugs and kisses and I'm going to bed."
We went through our goodnight routines with my mom. Molly got another hug and a peck on the cheek.
"Did she just leave me in charge?" Molly said quietly after my mom left the room.
I said "No way!" and Lisa said "Yeah, I guess..." at the same moment.
We left it as an undecided, because Molly had something more important on her mind as she turned to Chris and me.
"I came over here tonight expecting a sausage party." she said. "There were four boys running around the back yard bare assed this afternoon. But now I get over here and the little boys are gone and the big boys are wearing swimsuits. I guess St. Jude was just teasing me."
"Chris's mom made us put 'em on just before you came over." Chris said.
"Didn't you tell your mom I already saw 'em?" Molly said to Lisa.
"I tried," Lisa said, "but she blew right past it."
Molly shrugged. "Oh well, I guess it's better neither of our moms know." She said to Lisa "It's easier to get forgiveness than permission." Then she turned to Chris and me. "But I'll be damned if I'm going to sleep tonight before I get a better look at your dicks."
Chris and me giggled and blushed but also shrugged and nodded.
"Let's split up, boys and girls, and kill some time for half an hour or so to be sure your mom is passed out." Molly said. She might not have been 'in charge' but she very naturally stepped into the role of 'ring leader.'
Lisa and Molly promptly disappeared into Lisa's room, leaving Chris and me standing there looking at each other.
"Whaddya wanna do to kill half an hour?" I said.
"Practice?" Chris said, hopefully.
"Man, you gotta know they are gonna spy on us." I said.
"Yeah..." Chris said with an annoyed shrug.
"Let's go play catch again in the front yard." I proposed. "We can't get in trouble from that."
There wasn't much traffic in our neighborhood, the streets were designed to make it hard to drive through the neighborhood; basically only people who lived there or were lost. So Chris and me could play in the street as much as my front yard.
A little while into our play time, a police car pulled up to the curb. The officer on the passenger side rolled down the window. "Hey boys, you got a minute?" she said.
I went to the curb, standing close to the door. I could see her male partner at the wheel, shifting the car into park. "Yes ma'am." I said.
"What's your name?"
"Chris"
"Do you live around here?"
"Yeah." I said, pointing back vaguely at my house.
"Have you been home all day?"
"Yes ma'am."
"What's your little brother's name?"
"I'm Chris also" Chris said. He was holding the football, standing a few feet behind me.
"That must be confusing for your mom." she said.
"She works it out." Chris volunteered from behind me.
"Okay... anyway, We're looking for a boy on a bicycle who doesn't live around here. Probably older than you guys, but still a kid."
"Yes ma'am."
"Have you seen anyone like that?"
"No ma'am."
"Okay," she said, handing me a card. "If you do, please have your parents give me a call."
"I don't exactly got pockets."
"Just put it in your mailbox."
"Yes ma'am."
Chris and me stood and watched as the cop car turned around at the end of the cul-de-sac.
"You gonna rat him out?" Chris said.
"No way!" I said, smiling and waving to the two police officers as they drove past. The driver switched on the headlights as he passed us in the gathering gloom.
"Teenagers are like aliens," I said, "but they're still kids. We gotta be loyal." I crumpled the card and dropped it in the gutter.
A while later, we four were sitting in a circle on Lisa's bed, a queen-size canopy bed well suited for a princess. Lisa and Molly had done some clothing exchange. Molly was wearing Lisa's Snow White sleep shirt. It was longer than the t-shirt Molly had worn when she hopped the fence, but tighter on the torso. I'm sure that was not an accident, because it made the bumps on her chest really stand out. Lisa was wearing Molly's t-shirt. It was looser on her body, but shorter, so her panties were fully exposed. Chris and me were still wearing speedos. His were red and a little faded. Mine were bright blue. All of us were sitting criss-cross when Molly called the meeting to order.
"Normally we'd start a game of Strip Poker at this point." Molly said.
"I don't want the boys to see me naked." Lisa said.
"I don't wanna see you naked." Chris said, quietly
"It's not like you got anything to hide." Molly said, thrusting her chest out.
"Uggh..." Lisa said, "it's not about boobs... girls should be more... mysterious. Remember?"
"Mysterious... Right." Molly sounded less than enthused.
"Boys shouldn't be modest." I said, with a shrug.
"But if we're not gonna play strip poker, we gotta play Truth or Dare." Molly said.
Everyone agreed.
"I gotta warn you boys... and Lisa already knows this... I play Truth or Dare for blood." Molly said. "Here are the house rules:
- "We're playin' teams. The first person from a team to back out loses it for their team. The teams are girls vs boys."
- "We play a minimum three rounds and rotate so everyone challenges someone different each time in the first three rounds."
- "You can only take 'Truth' once in the first three rounds."
- "First team that won't agree to extra rounds after the third round loses."
- "If you dare someone to take off clothes, it's like losin' a hand at strip poker. They only have to take off one thing and they get to choose."
"No fair!" Chris said. "Chris and me are only wearin' one thing."
"We only got one thing to cover up" I said, "They got two."
"Three." Lisa said.
Girls are like aliens, but I gotta say they're way better at makin' up rules on the fly. Everyone agreed to Molly's house rules, so we started...
Truth or Dare?
Round One
Molly went first and challenged me. "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth" I said, playing it safe the first round.
"Are you adopted?" She said, instantly.
"You just wasted a question!" Lisa squawked. "I could have told you that!"
"Wait... how do you know?" I said.
"I remember when we got y..." she stopped for a moment. "...when Mom told me about it."
"So... is that a yes or a no?" Molly said.
"Yes." from both Lisa and me at the same time.
It was my turn next, I was to challenge Lisa. "Truth or Dare?"
Lisa took 'Dare' and I knew Chris and me had won the game. We did a high-five across the corners of the bed where we sat.
"I dare you to take off some clothes." I said.
"Uggh!" Chris said, "I don't wanna see."
"Then cover your eyes, little boy." Lisa said, as she pulled the t-shirt over her head.
"Chris, it's okay, you can look." I said. "She's wearin' a training bra."
Chris uncovered his eyes and groaned.
"How long have you been wearin' a training bra?" I said.
"About 20 minutes." Lisa said, a smug smile on her face.
"They planned this." Chris said.
"We can beat 'em anyway." I said.
It was Lisa's turn next. She said "Truth or Dare?" to Chris.
He did the sensible thing and took 'Truth.'
"Have you ever touched another boy's wiener?" Lisa asked.
He tried to stone face it and simply said "Yes." But it didn't work.
"Whose?" Lisa said.
"That's another question!" I objected.
"You don't need to ask." Molly said, "just look at 'em both blushing."
Chris had the last turn in the round, "Truth or Dare?" he said to Molly.
Molly took 'Dare.' Again I thought we boys had won.
"C'mon, man! make her take some clothes off... you know they'll quit."
"He doesn't want to see a naked girl." Lisa said, laughing.
"I just don't want to see you naked." Chris said, then turned to Molly "I dare you to take some clothes off."
Molly got up from the bed and faced away from everyone. She tugged the sleep shirt down in back as far as it would go, then reached underneath in front, like she was going to pull her panties off.
"Oh, silly me." she said and turned around. She reached a hand under her neckline and fished out a shoestring that she had been wearing around her neck. We could see it had a house key dangling from it when she pulled it over her head.
"No fair!" I said, "That's not clothes."
"Do you wanna make a new rule?" Molly said.
"Yeah..." I said. "Umm... okay... when you take off clothes, they gotta be actual clothes, and you gotta actually be wearing them. So like... if you got a pair of socks tied around your waist or something, that wouldn't count."
Everyone agreed to the new rule to go into effect in round two.
Round Two
Molly went first in round two. She challenged Lisa, so Lisa picked dare again. "I dare you to read us one random page from your diary." Molly said.
"I thought you said this was gonna be an easy dare!" Lisa complained.
"Do you wanna quit for your team?" Chris asked.
"No way!" Lisa said. "I'll do it..."
She got off the bed and went to her chest of drawers and took out a little black book that had a lock on the cover. She went to her collection of dolls and pulled a key from underneath the clothes of one in particular. "Now I gotta find a new hiding place for the key." she complained.
She unlocked the cover and held the book out so it fell open on its own. She looked at the page and said "Oh, this one's okay."
"Dear Diary: Today I got Ricky Swenson in sooo much trouble at school! He got an F on his assignment and detention besides. He deserved it though, for being mean to me last week."
"I'm glad I don't go to your school." Chris said.
I went next in round two. I was supposed to challenge Chris. He picked dare since we were on the same team. "I dare you to let me write something on the bottom of your foot."
He giggled nervously, but stretched his foot across the bed to me right away. I borrowed a ballpoint pen from Lisa's desk and started writing on the sole of Chris's foot. He squirmed and laughed and grabbed the bedspread. "Hurry up!" he said, "That tickles like crazy!"
"Done!" I said, releasing his foot.
"What did he write?" Molly asked.
Chris pulled his foot around so he could look at the sole, and twisted his head so he could get the angle on the writing. "That's weird," he said, "there's no words... it's just..." Then he laughed.
"What is it!" Lisa said.
"He drew three empty tic-tac-toe grids." Chris said, grinning.
Lisa went next and challenged Molly. "Truth or dare?" Molly took the dare, of course.
"Smell Chris's armpit." Lisa said.
"Weren't these supposed to be friendly dares?" Molly said.
"Be glad my diary page was easy," Lisa said, or you'd be smelling something else. I don't get mad, I get even."
Molly leaned over and sniffed my armpit. It was oddly intimate, giving me a little bit of a chub, but confined in my speedos, it was just a transient thing. Molly did not make a face or a big reaction.
"Well..." Lisa said. "How bad was it?"
"He just smells like a boy." Molly said. "He's not stinky there."
Lisa seemed non-plussed.
It was Chris's turn to challenge me. I took the dare.
"I dare you to play tic-tac-toe with Molly on my foot." he said. "The loser has to take off one piece of clothing."
"No fair!" Lisa said. "That's a dare for Molly also."
"I'll take it. I don't lose at tic-tac-toe. Besides, I think Chris... younger Chris..." Molly suddenly changed subjects "One of you needs a nickname. I'm gonna call younger Chris 'Critter' from now on."
"That's a fun nickname." Chris said. "I like it."
We played the three games of tic-tac-toe on the sole of Critter's foot. He lay face down on Lisa's bed and writhed and laughed his head off, biting the bedspread and pounding his fists to endure the ticklish tournament. It was a draw. Molly and me both knew how to play the game. The real winner was Critter. Somehow, I had not yet learned how much he loved being tickled.
Round Three
Molly started round three with a challenge to Critter "Truth or Dare?" she said.
"Truth." he said.
"Nunh uh!" Lisa said, gleefully. "Little Chris already used his truth in the first round."
"We can still win, Critter." I said. "You just gotta be naked for a minute until we can dare one of the girls so she has to take her shirt off."
"Dare, then." Critter said.
"I dare you to wear a blindfold the rest of the game." Molly said.
"Hunh? What?" Critter and me said, pretty much at the same time.
"I put a blindfold on you, and you wear it until either boys or girls lose the Truth or Dare game." Molly said.
Critter agreed, as baffled as I was by this development. Molly could have just dared him to take off clothes and he'd be naked, but she had the blindfold already prepared. Apparently Lisa and her had been busy while Critter and me were playing catch in the front yard. She had a couple of Mikey's undershirts that she had threaded a shoe string through the sleeves. She had then rolled them up around the shoestring so it made a thick, soft roll of cloth that could be tied in place.
"You said you had some masking tape?" Molly said.
"Oh, yeah. I'll go get it." Lisa replied.
"Tape?" Critter said.
"For your eyelids." Molly said.
"That's gonna hurt coming off!" he said.
"Don't be a baby, it's not like a Band-Aid." she said. "I've tried this on myself."
Lisa came back with a roll of masking tape and Molly quickly applied a couple of strips crossing Critter's eyelids on both sides. She took the time to pull the first strip off Critter's eye. Molly wanted to win the game, but she wasn't a mean girl.
"Oh... that's not so bad." Critter said.
"Yeah, nothin' like plucking your eyebrows." she said.
"That sounds like torture." I said.
"It's a girl thing." Molly said, "You don't gotta worry about it."
A few minutes later, Critter was well and truly blindfolded. His eyelids were taped shut, and then he had a thick roll of cloth tied around his head holding the tape down and covering up all the angles.
"I can't see a thing." he said, turning his head every which way so he could try to find some corner to peek out. "I can't even tell if the lights are on."
"I'll make sure you're okay." I said.
"It's your turn." Molly said.
I challenged her "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth." she said, flatly.
It was then I realized that Critter and me had been outmaneuvered, badly.
"You planned this." I said.
"I told you, I play Truth or Dare for blood." she said.
I searched my mind for the worst possible Truth question. "Have you ever touched another girl's boobs?" I said.
"Yes." She replied, all too easily. No blushing, no reaction, just that simple answer.
I nodded to Lisa, it was her turn next, to challenge me.
"Truth or Dare?" she said.
"Dare." I said. I didn't have a choice.
"I dare you to wear a blindfold like little Chris." Lisa said.
A few minutes later, both of us boys were quite blind. It was Critter's turn to challenge Lisa. She took Truth, of course, because she still could.
"What did Ricky Swenson do that was so mean?" he said.
"Oh... that?" Lisa said. "He wouldn't trade me his fruit cocktail for my garlic bread."
"Ugghh! Girls!" Critter said.
"For that you got him an F on his assignment and detention besides?" I said.
"I don't get mad, I get even." Lisa said.
"So, who's ready for round four?" Molly said
Round four
"Double dares!" Molly announced. "Round four is dares only and each player gives out two dares. The only rule is you gotta give the two dares to different people. We're still playin' teams though, so if any one in a team refuses a dare, their team loses. Do you boys wanna play, or admit defeat?"
Critter and me both upheld the part of the boy's code of honor that said: win or lose, you don't quit the game 'til it's done. The girls went first, because Molly had started every round so far. They whispered and giggled for a few minutes.
"C'mon," Critter said, "We all know what your dares are gonna be."
"Okay, my dares are for Critter and Chris and they're both the same dare." Molly said. "I dare you to take off your swimsuits."
"Don't we get to decide what we take off?" I said.
"You're only wearing one thing."
"We're wearing blindfolds also."
"Yeah, but I think somebody made a new rule that it didn't count if, say... you were wearin' a pair of socks tied around your waist like a belt." Molly said. "You got rolled up t-shirts tied in front of your eyes with shoestrings. That's not clothes your wearing."
"You know, it's not the being naked in front of you that bothers me." I said. I got off the bed and stood beside it while I shimmied out of my speedo. "It's realizing you've been two steps ahead of me this whole time." I pulled them down to my ankles and stepped out.
"Getting you naked wasn't the plan." Lisa said. "We could have just asked as soon as we were sure Mom was asleep. You would have just showed us, wouldn't you?"
"Yeah." I said "Boys shouldn't be modest."
"If Chris did, I would've." Critter said.
"So what's with the Truth or Dare game?" I said.
"Oh, that was to get you blindfolded first." Molly said.
"Make that three steps." I said as I started to climb back onto the bed.
"Wait a minute." Molly said, "This is the view I hopped a fence to get. I wanna enjoy it. Chris, would you come around to this side of the bed with Critter so I can see you both side by side in front of the mirror?"
I worked my way around Lisa's bed, using the edge and the corner posts as a guide. With my hands out I found Critter standing beside the corner where he had been sitting. A couple of hands turned me and moved me so I was touching Critter, shoulder to shoulder. From our position in Lisa's room, we must have been facing the full length mirror that hung on the outside of her closet door.
"You guys look really good." Molly said. "Especially this way."
"You mean the naked part?" Critter said, giggling.
"The side by side part is nice also." Molly said. "But I think I like the two for the price of one part almost as much."
Something clicked in my subconscious. It was the first time I could recall anyone speaking to me admiring my appearance. Mr. Bernard had some nice things to say, but it was in a strange, indirect way, like he was talking about me rather than to me. I knew that I found other kids, mostly boys, to be attractive looking, but I never considered that I personally might be attractive to other people. And then it hit me. I definitely considered Critter good looking, and seeing him was pretty much like looking in a mirror. If Critter was good looking, then I must be also.
"Critter, are you adopted too?" Molly said.
"Ugghh, isn't it obvious?" Lisa said. "Of course he is."
"How would you know?" Critter said.
"They're literally the same model," Lisa said, "just from different years."
"Oh, that's a funny way to say it." Molly said with a laugh. "Like boys are cars that have a make and model and year." She spoke to me and Critter again. "Would you guys stand back to back now? I wanna see how much taller Chris is than Critter."
The underside of my butt cheeks were pressed against the top of Critter's, and the back of his head nestled in on the back of my neck. Molly stood beside us and put her hand on my chest, pushing me back against Critter. I guessed that she was doing the same with Critter.
"Stand up straight, don't slouch." she said.
I could feel Critter do the stretch back and up thing so you can get the tallest mark on the door frame when you get measured.
"Geez, Molly," Lisa said, "You act like you never saw a naked boy before."
"I haven't!" Molly said. "I got no brothers, all my boy cousins are six years older than me at least. By the time I can remember seein' any of 'em they had all got shy about their bodies. At least in front of their girl cousins." She put a hand on top of my head and top of Critter's. "What do you think, Lisa, six inches?"
"Yeah, about six inches." Lisa said. "I didn't know you never saw a boy before today."
"I never saw a boy's... parts before today." Molly said. "Critter, you and Chris are bein' really good sports about this. You guys can relax now. I'll sit you down here on the edge of the bed."
"What's your dares gonna be?" Critter asked. It was my turn next.
"There not much of a point, but I guess I might as well dare Molly and Lisa to both take off one piece of clothes." I said.
The girls giggled and I could hear cloth sliding over skin. Then something soft and light hit me in the chest. I felt its shape and figured out it was the sleep shirt Molly had been wearing.
"What's this?" Critter said.
"That's my training bra, that Lisa was wearing." Molly said.
"Eww!!" Critter said.
"Okay, Lisa, your turn." Molly said.
"I'm thinking. Give me a minute." Lisa said.
"While you're thinking, can I ask some questions?" Molly said. "Not 'Truth' questions from the game, just regular questions. You don't have to answer."
"Sure." we all said.
"What's your birthday, Critter?" Molly said
"May 23rd."
"Lisa what's yours?" she asked.
"March 30th."
"So you guys are... two months minus a week apart?" Molly said.
"I guess." Critter said. "Lisa's older."
"And way more mature." Lisa added.
"Chris, what about you?" Molly said
"May 21st" I said. "When's yours?"
"September 7th" she said. "That's... four months minus two weeks?"
"Sounds right." I said.
"And you haven't started puberty yet?" Molly said.
I could hear Lisa snickering.
"I guess you can see that for yourself." I said. I was sure my blush was bright enough to cause sunburn.
"I have." Molly said, simply.
"Well, umm... I noticed your... chest tonight."
"Would you want to see 'em, later I mean, after the game?" Molly said.
"Molly, no!" Lisa said. "We agreed!"
"But... we could change the plan." Molly said. "They're both so cute and..."
"No!" Lisa said. "Girls get to see and touch boys, but boys don't get to see or touch girls! We gotta be mysterious!"
"I don't gotta see any naked girls tonight." Critter said quietly
Lisa acknowledged the support from an unexpected quarter. "Even little Chr... Critter agrees with me."
"But you said you just didn't want to see Lisa naked." Molly said. "What about me?"
"I mostly said that 'cause Lisa's been mean to me since I got here this afternoon." Critter said. "What I really wanna do is keep playin' this game with Chris. Whatever him and me can do together is what I wanna do."
"That's so sweet I can't even be annoyed." Molly said.
"Can I pass?" Lisa said. "I can't think up any good dares yet. Can I let Critter have his turn and we come back to my turn later?"
We were all fine with that, so Critter went next.
"I hope it's okay if I copycat," he said. "I dare Molly and Lisa both to take off some piece of clothes."
There were more giggles and the sound of cloth sliding over skin. Again, a soft, light piece of cloth hit me in the chest. It was a pair of panties.
"Whose are these?" I said.
"Mine." Lisa said. "I don't wanna be mean to Critter."
"What changed?" Critter said.
"I just didn't want you to think I was gonna be your girlfriend." Lisa said.
"Hunh?" was all Critter could manage.
"So, we're all naked now." Molly said. "I know you boys can't see anything, but it's only fair you get to know that much."
"Molly's boobs are like... little volcanoes on her chest." Lisa said. "And she's got some peach fuzz on her... between her legs."
It was quiet for a minute while we all absorbed that latest revelation.
"I love how bouncy you boys are." Molly said, breaking the silence. "The way every time you move... well, you know."
"They get less bouncy if you touch 'em" Lisa said.
"Hunh?" Molly said.
"I helped Mikey with his bath before... I mean when Chris can't" Lisa said "So, yeah, I know some stuff about boy parts. I'll show you." She stepped over and put her hand right between my legs, cupping my balls and rolling them around inside my nut sack. "Do Critter like this." she said. "Be really gentle."
I could hear a little gasp from Critter and feel the heat from all of our bodies so close together. Me and Critter sitting side by side on the edge of the bed with our legs spread, leaned back on our hands, with Molly and Lisa standing between our legs feeling us up.
"Oh my God! It's like a magic trick or something." Molly said. "They changed so much, just right here in our hands."
"It always feels better when someone else touches you." I said.
"I know my dares now!" Lisa said. "I dare you boys to show us how you rub yourselves, or each other if you like that better."
Critter and I scooched our way up farther onto Lisa's bed, to where our butts were closer to the middle, instead of right on the edge. We lay down together, crosswise on the bed and reached across each other's bodies as we so often did in the papasan chair at Critter's house. We were putting on a little show, so we didn't go right for jacking each other off, but took turns fondling and caressing each other, very gently. I could feel the girls climb up onto the bed also. One sitting on either side of us boys.
"I guess it makes sense," Molly said, "Boys have all their parts on the outside, so they rub the outsides." Her voice came from the other side of Critter, near the foot of the bed.
"Do you want a pillow to ride?" Lisa said. Her voice came from beside me, at the head of the bed.
"If it's okay." Molly said.
"Yeah, it'll be like summer camp again, only there's boys this time." Lisa said. I could hear her tugging pillows out from under the bedspread and then feel a little whoosh of air as one went flying over me toward Molly.
Pretty soon I could feel some bouncing on the bed beside me and more bouncing from the foot of the bed. The room already smelled like boys, from me and Critter playing with each other, but now it started to smell like something else. Sort of the same, but different.
Even when we weren't trading blow jobs, Critter and me liked the feeling of hand jobs better if we were wet and slippery, and using our mouths to do that, rather than spitting in our hands just seemed more friendly. Critter made the first move on that front, bending down and licking me, then taking my length in his mouth to coat me with his saliva.
"Oh my God... they're using their mouths." Molly said, her voice a bit husky.
"Boys are so gross." Lisa said, sounding a little breathless.
Critter came off me then and defended the practice. "No part of Chris is gross!" he said, with surprising vehemence.
That simple statement, declared in such a heartfelt way, set a fire in my heart. I was filled with a surge of affection for Critter that overwhelmed me. I sat up and found his face and kissed him. It was our first kiss, and it was horrible and it was glorious. Our blindfolds bumped and I nearly missed his mouth, but our hearts met. Critter kissed back and suddenly we were all over each other, sucking face and groping each other's bodies wildly.
Before that, our sex play had been exchanging orgasms and not much more. Giving Critter an orgasm was pleasing to me, because I knew how good they felt when I had them myself, but it was always informed by our shared delight in taking turns with each other's bodies. Give one, get one; turn and turn about. Now, I wanted something else. I wanted to make a gift of my body's pleasure to Critter. I wanted to share his skin while the fireworks exploded in my loins. I wanted our bodies to merge, and trading hand jobs was not going to cut it. I had no idea how to proceed, but our silly, made-up 'cum brothers' came to mind.
I broke away from his kisses for a moment and dived down to get him sloppy wet. Then I rolled over on top of him, straddling his smaller body with my weight mostly supported on my knees and elbows. We locked lips again and ground our nail-hard boners against each other. We frotted awkwardly and frantically, white hot with boy lust.
I was on top of him, and he moved up against me with all his strength, not to break free but to press us closer together. I was bigger and older and I belonged on top, at least in that moment. It felt like I was guarding him, protecting him, shielding him with my body. Our orgasms arrived together, our grinding becoming disjointed and finally dissolving into just pressing tight against each other. I stayed on top of Critter, my straddling posture becoming more like an embrace.
Gradually, I became aware that the girls were talking.
"I don't think they're paying us any attention."
"Were they fucking?"
"I don't think that's what fucking looks like, but it's gotta be close."
Lisa nudged my shoulder. "Chris... umm... you guys won."
I rolled off Critter but he followed me in the roll to end up half on top of me, nuzzling his forehead into my neck, his head laying on my chest. "We won?" I said. "What did we win?"
"The game of Truth or Dare." Molly said. "Me and Lisa don't wanna play anymore. Well, we don't wanna play that game anymore."
"We want to have some privacy, some girl time." Lisa said. "You and Critter can go to your room or... well, do whatever you want, just please don't take off the blindfolds 'til we close my bedroom door behind you."
A few minutes later, Critter and me were sitting at the kitchen table, each munching a slice of cold pizza straight from the 'fridge.
"What just happened?" Critter said.
"I have no idea." I said. "But I want it to happen again."
A few minutes after that, Critter and me were laying together in my bed. We opened the blinds so the moonlight could spill into the room, it was enough light to see each other. Critter got on top this time, because it was right. We made love, clumsy and tender, until we fell asleep in each other's arms.
Note To The Reader: Thank you for reading! I hope you have enjoyed the story so far. I still have several undeveloped plot threads, but I'm interested in your ideas also. Your comments and suggestions are welcomed at jade.indigo@tutanota.com