The Warmup
	Aaron was a different boy than he was before. The image of Bethany, his best friend's baby sister, was forever imprinted in the back of his mind. His thoughts drifted towards her in the middle of class for no discernible reason, forcing the young pig-boy to cross his legs and hope no one saw how tight his pants were getting. He was privy to the worst kind of secret, one that made him so happy he felt he needed to share it, but at the same time he knew that telling anyone would get him in so much trouble. He'd be grounded forever!
	At least he had Tom. Tom was Bethany's older brother and Aaron's own best friend since kindergarten. It was Tom that introduced him to Bethany's tiny little newborn body, and the two of them spent the afternoon exploring every nook and cranny in every way they could. And Aaron couldn't stop thinking about it. He needed more. He needed to relieve this ache inside himself that he didn't even know existed a few days ago. Was this what being a grown-up felt like? How did they even manage?
	The pair met up after the final bell rang. "Tom!" Aaron shouted, sprinting out onto the field after the younger piglet, "Tom, am I still okay to stay over this weekend? I've been thinking about- uh, the other day, and I can't stop! Think we can do it again?!"
	Tom took a second to respond. His friend was rambling at warp speed and he was having trouble keeping up. "Yeah, sleep over!" He finally replied, "I can show you that book, but I don't think we should play with Beth while my parents are home. They're always with her; even when she's sleeping they have this walkie-talkie thing in her room."
	Aaron didn't know if he could stand being that close to Bethany and be unable to touch her. He didn't know how Tom handled it. Then again, he probably got to see her and touch her whenever he wanted. "What don't you stay at my house?" he offered, "You can bring your book, and your sister won't wake you up!
	
	The other piglet didn't have to think on it for too long. "Deal!" They high-fived and parted ways, each running full-tilt down their respective streets so they could breeze through their homework before supper.
***
	Tom arrived shortly after seven. His backpack was heavy with clothes, toys, and (Aaron hoped) the infamous book. The pair rushed upstairs and Aaron's eyes lit up like a kid on christmas when Tom pulled it out of his bag. It was called "The Facts of Porcine Life", with the 'o' in 'of' replaced by a male symbol " a ring with an arrow pointing diagonally up and right " and the 'o' in 'porcine' replaced with a female symbol " a crossed line pointing straight down. A pair of teenage pigs, one male and one female, stood on either side of the title. Aaron flipped to the table of contents, his curly tail twitching in anticipation.
	The book was divided into three units " one for "growing up," one for "sex and reproduction," and one for "pregnancy." Each unit had several chapters, each dealing with a specific subject. Aaron hurriedly flipped to the second unit and pressed the pages open. Staring back at him was the same female pig on the cover, completely nude and all her private parts labeled, front and back. He nearly started drooling on the page.
	"The book really spells it all out," Tom said, snapping Aaron out of his trance, "what happens when you become a teenager, what was happening to mom while Beth was still in her tummy. It tells you all about what girls look like, how sex works and even how to make yourself feel good if there's no one else around! I, uh, got lots of practice since last time." He scratched sheepishly behind his neck.

	Aaron was only half-listening. He was too busy reading about all the parts of the female body " well, he was only reading certain parts, but it was fascinating nonetheless! He remembered seeing all those parts on baby Bethany, just . . . different sizes. Some bits were smaller; some bits seemed almost too big. "So that's how it works," he mumbled.
	"Keep reading," Tom ordered, pointing to a box of text near the bottom of the page, titled other kinds of pleasure, "this is some of the stuff I want to try on Bethany!"
	Aaron's eyes widened. This was all so strange and new to him! According to this book, it felt just as good for a girl to have a boy's parts inside her as it did for the boy to put them there! But the book also warned against taking things 'too fast', further explaining that girls need a lot longer to 'warm up' than boys do.
	"This warmup-" started Aaron.
	"Shh," keep it down!"
	"This warmup," Aaron continued at a whisper, "is called 'foreplay', and can involve touching or kissing on the girl's body; especially around the mouth, chest and groin area." He paused. "Groin area?" he repeated, "really?" He wanted to sound incredulous, maybe even slightly disgusted, but the idea made his heart skip a beat. He'd never kissed a girl before " except for his mom, of course. He was always too shy.
	"Really," Tom nodded, "Beth loves kisses. She giggles when mom blows raspberries on her bellybutton or her forehead. I wanna try giving her one between her legs to see if she likes that, too!"
	Aaron covered his mouth and giggled. "She probably would!"
	"Oh, something else I wanna show ya," Tom continued, flipping the page. Shifting away from the topic of females, these pages explained how both genders could make themselves feel good without a partner. It listed (and illustrated) all manner of 'toys' for both boys and girls, from dildos to fleshlights to vibrators. "I was checking out this page for an idea of what else to do with Bethany, since I can't really fit down there yet."
	"Don't you have to be a grown-up to buy these things? The shop downtown doesn't let kids in."
	"Yeah, well, I did a little snooping while mom was feeding Beth. Guess what I found in her drawer?"
	Aaron stared. "No way," he gasped.
	Tom nodded quickly. "Yeah way," he replied, pointing to a bullet vibrator near the middle of the page. It was small and oval-shaped, no more than an inch long and maybe half as wide. It was connected to some sort of remote-control-looking thing by a short cord. "I got a chance to try it on myself earlier and it felt really, really cool! It's all buzzy and made we all tingly down there. I know exactly where it is, we just need to wait until mom and dad are gone and then we can try it out on Beth."
	"Wasn't it a little weird playing with your mom's special toy?" Aaron asked, tilting his head.
	"No way, it was awesome! I only had a few seconds with it, but that was almost all I needed."
	"Man," Aaron giggled, "That sounds so cool!"
	The two whispered and giggled for hours, planning and plotting all the fun they were going to have with Bethany when they had the chance. They even started writing down their hedonistic little ideas, borrowing the paper from the printer across the hall. But of course, predictably, it turned into spaceships and aliens, some of them a little more phallic-looking than others. This continued for some time until Aaron's mother knocked on the door, letting them know it was time for lights out and offering to help set up the air-mattress so Tom could have a place to sleep.
	Tom shook his head. "The air mattress is too hard," he complained, "Can we just use Aaron's bed?"
	"Yeah," Aaron interrupted before the towering sow had a chance to respond, "It's big enough, isn't it?"
	"If you insist, boys," Aaron's mom replied with a smile. "Limited time offer if you change your mind, though!"
	Tom waited until the door was closed. "That was easy," he said.
	"Why wouldn't it be? I haven't " uh, you know . . . for months!"
	"You mean wet the bed?" Tom teased with a grin.
	Aaron narrowed his eyes. "It's not funny!" he protested, crossing his arms, "you know I haven't done that for a long time!"
	"Uh-huh," Tom prodded, "Sure. Still wearing those diaper-briefs?"
	"No!"
	"Prove it!"
	"Make me!"
	The challenge was responded to by an immediate pillow to the snout. Aaron snorted and toppled backwards, quickly rolling over and scrambling to the head of the bed to grab some ammunition of his own, shielding his face with his hand. "Take that!" he bellowed, hitting the younger boy square in the chest with a solid thump, "And that! And that, and that!"
	"Lemme see!" challenged Tom after several minutes of feather-filled carnage. He went straight for Aaron's waistline, digging down and grabbing at his undergarments. Aaron retaliated by flailing blindly behind him, landing several (ineffectual) hits on Tom's left arm.
	"I told you," Aaron insisted as his friend dragged his normal, big-boy underwear up over his waistline. "I wore these last time I was over!" He whopped Tom in the chest and quickly turned the tables, pushing him onto the bed and reaching down to give him a taste of his own medicine. "Let's see what YOU'RE wearing," he challenged, grabbing the younger piglet's crotch and yanking his pants down.
	Tom cackled, clearly having nothing to hide under his briefs. "Were you expecting one of Bethany's diapers?"
	The creak of the door cut Aaron off before he could properly respond. "What are you two doing?" Aaron's mom drilled.
	"Just getting ch-"
	"Well, do it quietly, please," she requested, "I don't mind you two staying up, but some of us might want to go to bed before midnight!" Tom was already halfway into Aaron's bed before his mom finished talking.
	"Yes mom," Aaron answered without thinking, "We'll be quiet."
	"Good. Good night you two!"
	Aaron waited until his mom had closed the door before he scrambled up the side of the bed and shoved Tom over. Aaron's bed was only a twin, so it was a rather tight fit. Still, it beat the air mattress or the floor. "You really think we're going to be able to try some of that stuff on your sister?" he whispered, tugging the blankets over to his side and facing the wall.
	'Totally," Tom replied, stretching out as far as he could until Aaron shoved him over again, "I know where everything is. I've been thinking about it for days now. Mom and dad just need to step out for a few minutes and I've got her! It makes me all tingly just thinking about it!
	"Me too," Aaron agreed, fidgeting against his mattress, feeling his briefs tighten with every heartbeat. He felt like he was going to explode. He wanted so badly to try all that new stuff now, now now! If only Tom were a girl . . .
	The older piglet's dirty, frantic thoughts tormented him relentlessly throughout the night, leading to a fitful sleep disturbed by wild, vivid dreams. He rolled over some time after midnight to inform Tom about a particularly confusing episode but instead found Bethany in his place, lying on the bed face-up, blissfully asleep.
	Now was his chance. It was dark, and no one else was around. No one would have to know. He felt the padded plastic diaper around her hips resist for a moment as he quickly tore the adhesive, revealing her flawless femininity exactly how he remembered it " smooth, hairless and soft, like a boiled egg. He wasted no time pulling her under him and rubbing his throbbing manhood between her legs, feeling it slide into her warm, slippery body. Oh, how wonderful it felt, pumping back and forth into the little month-old piglet! Slipping in and out so perfectly made him all woozy and weak, like he was gonna . . . gonna . . . 








...wake up.
	Just as he was about to explode into Bethany's tiny little pussy, he opened his eyes and saw stars. Not real ones, but the glow-in-the-dark stick-on ones on his ceiling. He wasn't unloading into Bethany at all, he was unloading all over his own bed! Instinctively he clenched his loins, painfully stopping the flow of liquid from his throbbing member, and sat bolt upright.
	His briefs were soaked and the blankets were stained, but he barely had time to survey the damage before his overpowering need to finish voiding his bladder propelled him to the bathroom at light speed. He sat down on the toilet to avoid any more unnecessary noise. He needed to clean this up, he thought, but how? He couldn't put his wet clothes in the basket, they'd stink and mom would find out for sure. He couldn't keep them on, either, because that was gross! He thought about putting them in the washing machine, but he didn't even know how to turn it on!
	Maybe, Aaron thought, just maybe, he could toss his underwear into the washing machine, dry himself off, dump the towel too, and get his mom to do a load of laundry first thing in the morning. She wouldn't look in the machine before dumping the rest of his dirty laundry on top! Genius! He peeled off his underwear and tip-toed as fast as he could to the laundry room, mortified that someone might see him. He was just about to toss his piss-soaked underwear inside when someone flicked on the light.

	

	"Tom!" Aaron gasped, quickly lowering his voice to a harsh whisper, "Tom, what are you doing here? Get back to bed!" He didn't seem to even care that he was naked.
	"The sheets are wet," Tom answered, "Can"t sleep on wet sheets," Tom replied cruelly, "I thought you didn"t wet the bed anymore?"
	"I don"t!" Aaron protested, "I don"t know what happened!"
	"Maybe you should be wearing diapers like my sister!"
	"Shut up!" Aaron seethed. He could feel the tears of rage building at the edges of his eyes. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" He violently threw his undies in the dryer and clenched his fists. "If you don"t like it, maybe you should go home!"
	The two stood for a moment, standing off. Aaron's shoulders rose and fell with heavy breaths and Tom wondered if maybe he had gone too far. It had been a long time since he'd seen his friend this upset.
	Tom broke the silence. "I'm sorry," he said, "You're not a baby. You're my best friend."
	"E-even if I have accidents?"
	"Yeah!"
	"You mean it?"
	"Yeah!"
	"Forever?"
	"Forever."
	"Promise?"
	"Promise. Now where can we find you something dry?"
	Aaron ran over to his friend, not waiting until he was finished talking. He wrapped his hands around his shoulders and squeezed. "Top shelf," he replied after a moment, his snout still buried in Tom's neck, "I'll . . . let me get 'em."
	The older cub broke the embrace and reached up above the washer, pulling down a spare quilt. He wrapped as much of it as he could around his torso to finally cover himself. It wasn't much to sleep under, but it would have to do for now.
***
	The pair slept, barely, tossing and tugging and turning until light broke through Aaron's window and forced his eyes open. He sighed. In his dream, he was just about to jump to light-speed chasing after an alien flagship! The boy was only depressed for a second or two before he remembered what he and Tom talked about last night. This was the perfect day to try out all those new 'techniques' from the book on Bethany. Tom woke up not soon after, stretching his arms and nearly hitting his bunk-mate in the face.
	"So when are we gonna go to your place?" Aaron asked, all bright-eyed despite his nighttime accident, "After breakfast?"
	Tom nodded. "Mom's usually out in the garden in the mornings and gets dad to watch over Beth. If we go early . . ."
	Aaron quickly agreed. The pair wolfed down breakfast, Aaron covered his wet underwear with the rest of his dirty laundry and the pair were off to Tom's without a backwards glance after letting Aaron's mom know where they were going. The walk to Tom's was quicker than usual " the anticipation of meeting Beth again had put quite a spring in the boys' steps.
	Tom's mom waved them over from the back yard as soon as they got there. Tom stepped up while his friend stayed behind him, almost hiding. His mom said that his dad was in the office and Beth was down for a mid-morning nap in the nursery. Tom nodded calmly and slipped in through the garage, barely able to restrain his giggling as the two of them approached the office.
	"Tom!" the big boar greeted jovially, "And Aaron! Perfect timing! I'm expecting a very important conference call in a few minutes. Does mom know you're home?"
	"We talked to her out back," Tom replied.
	"Awesome," Tom's dad grinned, his tusks protruding from his thick lower lip, "Beth is upstairs sleeping. If you boys want to just stick around upstairs and keep an eye on her while I take this call, that'd be great!"
	Aaron's heart skipped a beat. Everything was lining up so perfectly!
	"I changed her not too long ago," The boar continued, "and there's a bottle of milk sitting on her dresser warming up in case she wakes up and gets fussy. I'd rather not bug mom in the middle of her 'garden time'," he rolled his eyes, using his fingers to emulate quotation marks, "But if Beth is still makin' a fuss you can go get her. Tell her I said it was okay."
	Tom nodded with one of his signature 'can-do' smiles. "You got it," he replied as his dad grabbed the door handle to close it, "We'll probably just be in my room. We'll try not to wake her up!" He quickly turned up the stairs, hitting the first step with a thud before remembering he was supposed to be quiet. Aaron followed hot on his heels, trying to contain an eager grin.
	As soon as they reached the top of the stairs, Tom took a hard right turn into his parent's room. There was the dry whoosh-whoosh of a wooden drawer sliding open and then shut, and the piglet emerged moments later with a pink bundle of cords.
	It looked like a game controller. One end was long and square, like a remote control. On it was a single dial with the numerals O, I, II, and III. A rubber wire led from the top of the device to a much smaller, pill-shaped object about the size of a grown-up's thumb. Tom turned the dial from "O" to "I" and the pill began to whirr quietly. He turned the dial from "I" to "II" and it whirred faster and louder, vibrating in his palm before he flicked it off again.
	"W-when do we get to try that out?" Aaron asked, stuttering from anticipation.
	"Well, the book said not to go too fast or it might hurt," shrugged Tom, "So we'll play around for a bit first. Dad's calls are always at least an hour. Here, hold this." he shoved the electric vibrator into Aaron's hands while he opened the door to the nursery and strode confidently to the crib where his baby sister lay sleeping. "Beeeth-anyyy" he sang softly, reaching down underneath her knees and her back, "Time to plaaa-aaaay"
	The baby piglet barely stirred as her big brother cradled her over to the top of the dresser and set her down on her changing mat. Tom unbuttoned her onesie slowly, seeing how long he could keep her groggy. He pulled one arm out, then the other, and then lifted her up and gently let the rest of the garment fall away, leaving her in her diaper.
She was just as pristine as she was when he first laid eyes on her, Aaron thought " her flawless pink skin, her tightly-wound tail, her bright, attentive eyes . . . even on her worst day Aaron imagined her to be as pretty as a picture.
Tom set Beth down on the dresser on her bottom and pulled the back of her diaper before snapping it back into place. "Bone dry," he announced, ripping the straps of the diaper away and leaving his little sister naked as the day she was born. 
He turned to his friend with a laugh, nodding down to Aaron's bulging crotch. "You already look like you're trying to pitch a tent down there," he teased.
"I can't help it," Aaron protested, crossing his legs, "Just looking at her, even knowing she's there makes me feel funny down there."
"Well why don't you tell her how you feel by giving her a big kiss?" Tom suggested, scooping Bethany off the dresser and into his arms, letting one of her legs fall down to give his friend the slightest peek at her private parts.	
	
	"Go ahead," he encouraged, "take'er and give'er a big wet one, right on the lips!"
	Aaron hesitated. He reached out awkwardly, as if he wasn't sure where the handles were on this thing. Tom tried to pull his friend's arms into place with one hand while he held his sister around the chest with the other, letting her legs dangle.
	"Like that," Tom corrected him, "just let her tail sink into your arms and support the rest of her. Now here, take her."
	Tom lowered Bethany down into his friends arms, and watched closely as he adjusted to her weight. He looked a bit awkward, but not bad for a first-timer. "Now give'er a big smooch!"
	Aaron leaned down with great hesitation and placed a delicate peck on her right cheek. Bethany stirred slightly. Tom let out a tired laugh and put his head in his hand.
	"No, Aaron," Tom corrected again, "that's not even going to wake her up. Kiss her for real, like they do on TV!"
	"For real?" Aaron repeated, staring down at the naked baby nestled in his arms, her arms and legs curled up into her pink, smooth body. He slowly leaned down and pressed his snout into hers, delicately at first, trying to find her lips with his eyes closed. Beth responded by trying to open her mouth and Aaron took the initiative, pressing his lips against those of the clueless, drooling infant. His pushed his tongue into her mouth and felt her react, adjusting her body to the new sensation. When he closed his mouth and pulled away a few seconds later Bethany's eyes were open and her snout was covered in saliva, making her face glisten in the light.
 "Well?" Tom blurted, "You kissed a girl! How was it?"
Aaron had to think about it for a moment. It was such a new feeling, he had a hard time putting it into words. "Good?" he replied, tilting his head to the side, "I guess it felt good!"
 "I bet Beth liked it too . . . do it again!"
Aaron was on her again before Tom had even finished talking. The feeling of her soft, wet baby lips around his tongue was sweeter than candy! He explored her little mouth, swiping around her gums and underneath her soft tongue. He could feel her arms and legs clench up in discomfort as he pushed further inside before easing off.
	"Take her under the arms and lift her up," Tom commanded, "Let me see if I can get this thing between her legs."
	The order was quickly followed. Aaron broke the kiss and shifted the infant around so that his hands were around her torso and the rest of her body was left to dangle. His hands almost fit entirely around her flat chest " and he couldn't resist teasing her flat little nipple with his thumb while he held her up.
	Bethany seemed to enjoy her 'predicament'. She gave Aaron a groggy, drooly smile and tucked her legs into her chest, kicking out at random like she was still figuring out how all these limbs worked. Aaron tucked her into his chest and kissed her again, savouring the feeling of her surprisingly warm body against his.
	"You really DO love it," Tom laughed, pointing at the pointed tent in his friend's pants, "Let's get this inside her before you rip right out of your undies! He flicked the dial on his mom's toy to the "I" position and listened to it hum softly in his hand. The pill-shaped bulb on the other end vibrated, moving so fast it was almost blurry. Tom grabbed it and pushed it up between his sister's legs, keeping it under his finger as he pushed it back and forth, trying to wriggle it inside.
	Bethany's demeanor changed instantly. She shut her eyes tightly and twisted her face into a grimace, her mouth opening in preparation to unleash a wicked, ear-piercing squeal. Fortunately, Aaron caught her before that happened and locked his lips to hers again, stifling the sound with a forceful kiss. The baby piglet, kicked, pushed, and squirmed but eventually relented as soon as her lips closed around Aaron's tongue and began to suckle.
	"Mmph!" Aaron grunted, eyes wide with surprise. That was a weird feeling for sure! He contemplated pulling away, but he remembered that impossibly loud, glass-rattling screech just waiting to erupt from the impossibly tiny body in his arms and quickly reconsidered. Besides, he thought, Tom was right there beside him. If he somehow made a mistake, he knew Tom would set him back on the right path.
	But it was Tom who seemed to be having the most trouble. "It's not going in!" he snorted, pushing the little vibrating bead against his baby sister's crotch one last time before giving up. "She's just getting all red down there, like a rash but not. I don't get it! It's supposed to go in but she's too small!"
	Aaron waited until he felt assured that Bethany had sufficiently calmed down before he gently pulled his tongue out of her mouth. Bethany grunted and grabbed for his face with her hand. Aaron giggled and gave her a peck on the lips just to keep her sated before responding.
	"The book said about kissing all over her body," he offered, "Maybe kissing down there will help?"
	"Worth a shot," Tom shrugged, turning off the bullet vibrator and grabbing a diaper from the dresser drawer, "bring her over to the change table and let's get her on her back."
	The other cub did as he was asked, his composed posture with the little bundle of joy in his arms was a far cry from the nervous, jittery piglet he was before. He laid the baby down and quickly slipped his arm out from under her back, keeping the other hand around one of her legs to slide her on top of the diaper. "Just in case?" Aaron asked nervously.
	"Easy clean-up, 'member?" Tom grinned.
	"If you say so," Aaron replied, leaning down and making a funny face at Bethany to get her smiling again. He kissed her on the mouth again, then her neck, then her chest, drawing a line down her tiny body with his mouth. He wrapped his lips around one of her flat little nipples, suckling it gently before releasing the flesh with a wet pop.
She giggled and kicked as he licked her little bellybutton, his tongue dancing against the strange scab that used to be an umbilical cord before he finally reached the cleft of her impossibly small womanhood. He swiped his tongue quickly across her private parts and smacked his lips together, trying to wrap his brain around the complex taste. It was very strong, almost sour, but the more he let it linger the more he noticed a subtle, sticky-sweet 						            aftertaste.
She tasted absolutely divine! He thought about offering Tom a taste but then he remember how often he'd probably gotten to taste her already. Besides, he didn't really want to share!
 "Oh wow," he sighed before burying his snout between her legs for another round. He dove into her with relish, pushing her folds open with his tongue and dredging up more and more of her sweet nectar. She was warm and welcoming down there, even her brother commented on how big her smile was getting.
But Aaron was hardly listening. He was too busy brushing his tongue against her tiny hooded clitoris, listening to her squeak softly with each touch. It was working, and she seemed to be absolutely loving it. He wondered how much progress he was making. She seemed pliable enough that they could get the little bullet vibe inside at any time, but the little boy didn't want to stop! He just kept stroking his tongue against her inner walls, humming with delight as she spasmed around him, tasting stronger and stronger, feeling wetter and wetter with each stroke until she literally gushed from somewhere deep inside.
	"Ack!" Aaron sputtered, wiping his face and quickly pushing Bethany's diaper over her groin. A continuous stream of fluid could be heard hitting the absorbent cloth and it quickly became obvious to both boys what had just happened.
	"Did she just-"
	"She peed on me!" Aaron interrupted, wiping his face on his sleeve, "Blech! Bleh!"
	"She totally did!" Tom snorted, unable to control his laughter, "She totally peed on you!"
	Aaron stared lividly at the baby girl on the table, breathing heavily. She stared back, all smiles and bright, blue eyes. Tom grabbed one of his sister's wipes and passed it over. "She didn't do it on purpose, y'know," he offered, trying to calm Aaron down. He knew the best way to help was to give his friend space and let him calm himself down.
	It didn't take long. It was impossible to be mad at her with those twinkly eyes, that infectious smile. And of course that curvy, cherubic body. The diaper was held in place while Beth did her thing and Aaron wiped himself off, and then the nappy was quickly pulled away. She was still a little reddish and very wet down there, probably from Aaron's special kisses. He reached down and pried her fat outer lips apart with his fingers and found she was even wetter on the inside!
	"Try it now," Aaron suggested, holding her open, "I bet it'll slip right in."
	'Slipping right in' was a bit of an exaggeration, but with his friend holding Bethany's lubricated sex open wide, Tom was able to slip the bead past her inner lips with minimal encouragement. He held it inside with his thumb and then watched her face as he turned the dial from "O" to "I".
	The baby piglet kicked her feet out and opened her eyes in surprise at the startling new sensation, cooing and rocking back and forth as she tried to make sense of how it all felt. She seemed more confused than uncomfortable, so Tom was happy to let her 'explore' the sensation while he held the vibe in so she didn't accidentally kick it out. How he loved watching her squirm!
	She was fine for a minute or two, but her expression quickly changed from one of wide-eyed curiosity to one of discomfort. Tom held his sister's ankles together and turned the vibe up a notch, but that only confused her for a second before souring her attitude further.
	"She's probably hungry," Aaron offered, purposely ignoring the source of the infant's discomfort.
	"Good idea," Tom answered, "Her bottle is there on the dresser, dad said it was warmed up already. It should be good to go."
	Aaron quickly grabbed it before Bethany started to wail, and held it upside down to her soft, shimmering lips. She grabbed onto it eagerly, latching on and turning her head to the side. Both boys breathed a sigh of relief. Tom adjusted his pants, trying to push his erection out of the way. Crisis averted, for now.
	"She's . . . sucking really hard," Aaron observed, still on the mental path of licking and kissing and tonguing.
	"She likes it, too," continued Tom, moving the vibrating bead back and forth with his thumb, "Look how focused she is. I wonder if . . . hey, take off your pants."
	"What?"
	"Just do it. I got an idea."
Aaron did as he was asked, undoing his pants and dragging them down to his knees. He still felt nervous, knowing Tom's parents were around. His erection sprang up towards his belly, flicking a few drops of clear precum onto the nursery floor. His foreskin was stretched tight around the head of his member, barely allowing the tip of his head to peek out.
 "It looks kinda like a nipple," Tom observed. "Bet I can get her to suck you instead of her bottle!"
 "Y-you think so?" Aaron stammered, "You sure?"
Tom's answer was swift and confident. "Course I'm sure. Watch."
He pulled the bottle out of his sister's mouth with a pop and squeezed a few droplets of the white fluid onto Aaron's cock, holding his hand underneath to catch any incriminating drips.
Bethany started fussing right away, letting out a few whines as a warning before Tom quickly picked her up, vibe still buzzing, and placed her on Aaron's naked lap. The baby had to be pointed in the right direction, but she latched on almost instantly, grabbing the head of Aaron's penis with her toothless mouth and clamping down hard.

	"G-gah!" Aaron exclaimed, trying not to flail and tip the poor baby over. Being between her legs was one thing " and the memory was still very fresh in his mind " but being inside an orifice that actually sucked him further in as opposed to just being tight enough to push him out was the difference between night and day. She was embracing him, not just tolerating him like she was before. Did everyone's mouth feel this way inside, or was she somehow special? If this was how getting sucked off felt all the time, he couldn't imagine a day without it!
	"You think she's sucking now?" Tom grinned, "watch this." He turned the dial on his mom's toy from "II" to "III". Bethany reacted instantly, scrunching up her face and drawing her knees up to her chest before kicking them out like a frog. Aaron's mouth opened wide and he shut his eyes tight.
	"Hooo-lyyy-" he grunted, trying to keep quiet even though Beth was clamping down on his member like a toothless vice. She was sucking so hard it almost hurt, but it wouldn't take much more sucking from this teat before the little piglet got the drink she craved.
	"Atta girl, Beth," Tom encouraged, "Keep it up just a little more!"
	Aaron gripped the carpet and grit his teeth, breathing quickly. Bethany reacted a lot more dynamically, kicking her legs out repeatedly and flailing about with such force it was hard to keep her in one spot. With an explosive frog-like kick she ejected the vibe violently from her little cunny along with a few droplets of moisture. Her gaping hole was quickly filled again with her brother's index finger, the older cub pumping his digit relentlessly in and out of her tiny hole. It slid right inside without a hitch, and the baby quickly found herself being skewered from both ends!
	Bethany was quickly getting uncomfortable. Perhaps she was being over-stimulated, or perhaps she was just frustrated that the "bottle" she as sucking seemed to be empty. She kept grunting and whining, louder and louder until she arched her back and let out an explosive "Bwah!"
	She released Aaron's junk and started to wail unsatisfied with the 'empty' bottle she had been given. Aaron was so close to release " he just needed a few more seconds! He quickly ran his hand up and down his cock and erupted only a moment later. It felt just like the night before " tension, more tension and then a sudden release, like the snap of a rubber band. If felt like he was going to pee, but it came out clear, and in short, staccato spurts.
	The first shot was perfect " right into Bethany's open mouth. She was so stunned she stopped crying, even forgetting about the finger knuckle-deep between her thighs " at least until the second and third volleys of cub-spunk splattered across her face and a fourth (well, half of one) dribbled onto her flat little chest. She pawed at it ineffectively, smacking her lips as if she was trying to taste those last few drops.

	Tom couldn't resist helping her out. He pulled his finger out of her slowly, listening to the wet, sucking sound it made. He pushed the glistening finger into his sisters mouth, giving her a taste of her own juices before smearing the clear, slippery fluid off her chest and sticking his finger in her mouth for her to suck clean again. She opened her mouth to protest But before she could wind up for another ear-splitting aural assault, her big brother came to her rescue with her real bottle and plugged her mouth with it. That shut her up quick.
	"My parents will be here any second after that," Tom warned, thinking quickly, "Keep her on your lap." He quickly slipped a diaper back on her and gave her face a wipe to remove the evidence, then made a quick trip to his room with the toy, trading it for a few toys and scattering them about to make it look like they were playing. He grabbed an action figure and sat down cross-legged on the floor just in time for his dad to open the door.
	"Everything alright in here?" he boomed, looming over the three children.
	Tom nodded. "Beth woke up and started fussin', so we gave her her bottle and a fresh nappie. I'm teaching Aaron how to hold her!"
	Tom's dad stared. Aaron dearly wanted to disappear. He was sure his face was still red. There was a long, excruciating silence before the boar opened his mouth again.
	". . . not bad!" he said finally, his tusks bending into a smile, "Just be sure to keep her head up while she's feeding to keep her from spitting up. And make sure she doesn't get too cold without her jammies on. Other than that, good job!" He gave a hearty, earth-shaking belly laugh before leaning down and patting Aaron on the back hard enough to make him wobble. "We'll make a big brother out of you yet, hah!"

