10 comments/ 80376 views/ 8 favorites Three Play By: Jane in Boots This was going to be a disaster. It was 3 weeks to the end of term, which meant just over two weeks until the end of term production & at this rate she reckoned she needed two months. Sarah taught English & drama at a local college & loved her job, although knew that the subject was often seen as a soft option for students looking to fill their timetable & earn the required number of academic points to get their general certificate at the end of two years. It seemed to attract the more able & interesting girls & that seemed in turn to attract the more boisterous boys. As her husband never tired of reminding her there were three types of eighteen year old boys: those who thought of sex, sport & beer; those who thought of sex, sex, sport & beer; & finally those who thought of sex, sport, sport & beer. True, but over the years she had seen some real success stories, with students, including boys, who developed a passion for more cerebral activities in their late teens & it were these that kept her going. This years production was West Side Story which with hindsight was probably a bad choice, the street gang culture of the plot had attracted a wide range of students & whilst hey were initially keen the tedium of learning lines & rehearsals had soon led to boredom with some of her class. In particular the two male leads were proving impossible. Mark & Tim were definitely in the "sport, sport" category & had been drawn to the roles of the two street gang leaders. Whilst they threw themselves into the fight scenes, they quickly lost interest in the gentler aspects of the plot. Currently they were rehearsing a romantic dance scene & both were messing around, probably she suspected, embarrassed about dancing in front of the rest of the cast. A crash to her left broke Sarah out of her thoughts. Mark & Tim had started some silly dance together, spun out of control & right into one of the scenery boards that had only been completed that afternoon. Enough was enough. She clapped her hands "right" she shouted, "I have had it with the pair of you. This is a play, not a children's playground & whilst some of you seem better suited to the latter we have two weeks to get this right, & get it right we will. As you two seem so keen to dance together we will continue after hours – I want you both back here at 6pm. As for the rest of you, class dismissed, but I want you to work on your lines overnight." Walking to her next class, she phoned her husband, to warn him that she would be late again & was pleased when she got his voicemail, which meant she would not have to endure his endless jokes about older married women & horny young men. He seemed fascinated with the topic & had embarrassed her last weekend in front of friends by asking if any of her students had ever made a pass at her. In truth, none had been so bold, although she often thought she caught a sideways glance from a male student, or a look that lingered for a moment too long at her breasts or behind. Attractive & slim with masses of dark & naturally curly hair, at 36 she had retained her figure & whilst she would never admit it to her husband she found that the polo neck jumpers she often wore accentuated her breasts & were a useful ally in keeping the attention of a number of her class. The rest of the afternoon slipped away in a succession of classes & gathering her books she headed back to the hall where she found her two unwilling detainees waiting for her. "Ok guys we are staying until you get his right. Look dancing is cool, think of it as a sports training session, only to music & another thing, the girls love a guy who can really move on the dance floor. To help you get into your characters go back stage & change into your costumes, go on hurry up" Whilst the boys went to change Sarah cued up the music & lit the scene. The dance was set in a poorly lit alley & featured the two principle characters trying to out dance one another, the prize being the girl they are both trying to win, a kind off non combat duel. When they both returned Sarah had to suppress a giggle, they both stood there looking very self-conscious, dressed in leather trousers, cut off leather waistcoats & bandannas. At her instruction they were both barefoot, a ploy she often used to get her students to focus more & 'feel' their dance steps. "Right guys, Act ii, scene I, the pair of you are out late walking. You see each other in the street. Your natural reaction is to fight, but an attractive girl stops you. Loud rock music drifts down from an open window & you begin to dance with the girl, watching each other, competing through the dance, each trying to win her." She started the music, a pounding rock ballad & positioned both boys. "Mark let's start with you playing the girl." She watched as the two boys shuffled around each other, their steps clumsy; if dancing was embarrassing then dancing with each other was ten times worse. Clearly this was not going to work. She laughed, "guys you are meant to be acting, look if it helps I'll play the role of the girl, Tim you first." She walked up to him, placed her hands on his shoulders & began to slowly move to the rhythm of the music. Tim's movements were still wooden, his hands lying limply by his sides, conscious that his dance partner was his teacher & not sure how to react. After a few minutes Sarah stopped. She looked at Tim "you are trying to win me over, the dance is meant to be part of the seduction, a promise of things to come, the beginning of an unspoken commitment. Now lets try again, this time with some passion!" She placed his hands on her hips before wrapping hers lightly around his neck. As she began to sway to the music his movements loosened following her lead although still keeping her at arms length. "I'm not made of glass" she said nodding at his hands resting lightly on her hips "remember the dance is meant to be sensual, you are trying to intoxicate me, & make me yours." With that she took a step closer her arms tightening around his neck, their bodies now touching & began to sway. His movements became more fluid & they began moving as one, as he tightened his grip, his hands beginning to dictate the movement of her steps As his confidence grew Sarah began to enjoy the experience & suddenly they were dancing rather than acting. She found herself becoming more aware of her partner, conscious that her breasts were lightly rubbing across his half naked chest, feeling her nipples react as both the music & the dance begun to work their magic. Tim equally was feeling it's impact & his movements grew bolder, his hands slipping to her bottom, gently stroking & feeling her through her trousers, before cupping each cheek & pulling her tightly to him until they began to move as one, fused together. Sarah could feel her arousal growing, aware of Tim's hands as they continued to explore her & aware of his growing erection despite the confines their clothes. She could feel her own wetness spreading, basic & ancient urges taking over, close to losing control. A cough from behind brought her to her senses & she turned to see Mark, watching the pair of them intently. She stepped away from Tim, her face flushed, needing to regain control "OK Tim, that was good, I think we can safely say you have got it" she said with a light laugh, but careful to avoid eye contact "now Mark, lets see what you can do." The tone of the words held a challenge & one she told herself she had not meant to make. Mark stepped up, a hungry look in his eyes, & pulled her close as the pair of them began to sway. This time she tried to keep some distance between them, but as Mark cupped each cheek of her bottom she felt her arousal come flooding back & soon she was responding to him, not resisting as he began to grind his crotch into hers. She became aware of Tim stepping up behind her & he too began to dance, Sarah sandwiched between the two of them. This continued for several minutes before she felt her hair being lifted & pulled to one side & then Tim's lips began to gently kiss her neck. A low groan left her lips a small voice from within was telling her that this was madness & she knew she needed to stop it now, while she still could. "I'm not sure this is a good idea" she murmured, her mind trying to take back control of her body "I think we should..." To silence her Mark began to kiss her on the mouth and she felt herself responding, kissing him back, their tongues locked in a passionate kiss as they explored each others mouths. Tim said softly "Its OK, its Ok" before returning to kissing the nape of her neck and his arms encircled her while his hands began to explore her breasts. She could feel her nipples harden in fear and excitement at what was happening and then with four hands caressing her and two mouths kissing her she started to acquiesce, letting them take control. They boys continued to kiss & explore her for several minutes, their hands roaming over her body, Sarah powerless to resist in the middle of them. Whilst her hands remained idle, her arms still locked around Mark's neck, the soft groans that she was making coupled with the passion of her kisses gave her away & encouraged the two boys. Suddenly Mark span her round so she now faced Tim, & holding her hands gently behind her back started to explore her neck with gentle kisses. Tim kissed her mouth for the first time & again she responded kissing him back fiercely, pushing her body into his aware of the bulge in his trousers & her own wetness, separated by only a few flimsy garments. Breaking the kiss Tim took a step backwards & with his eyes locked on hers he began to unbutton her blouse, starting at the top slowly revealing her cleavage. Sarah felt her face flush, but she kept her eyes on his, her mind willing him on as button after button was undone until her blouse lay open, hanging loosely at her sides, exposing her full breasts framed in a white bra. Leaning forward he kissed the exposed flesh before taking her left nipple into his mouth & gently sucking & teasing it through the lacy material of her bra. A low moan escaped her lips & incredibly she felt her nipples harden further, pushing painfully against the fabric, as Tim turned his attention to her right nipple, while his hands reached behind her back seeking the fastening of her bra, wanting to free her breasts. Sarah smiled to herself as his fingers fumbled, unable to find the catch, as deftly as her two young lovers had seduced her they still had a lot to learn & clearly had not encountered a front fastening bra before. She pulled her hands free from Mark's grasp & gently pushed Tim away from her with the palm of her hand & stepped away from them both. The boys stood frozen, fearful that she was about to stop proceedings, conscious that to now she had been completely passive, afraid of the potential consequences of their actions. For Sarah however the line had already been crossed, she had never felt so aroused & she wanted, needed, this to continue, her body craving & demanding satisfaction. She stood marvelling at the toned physique of the two boys, her eyes sweeping over their half naked chests & the tight leather trousers, the costumes adding a sense of danger, turning the boys from students to dangerous & experienced men of the world. The dark set lighting, illuminating a seedy alleyway at night & the loud rock music which thumped out a primeval beat only heightened her arousal, transporting her to a place far away from the school hall they were in. Watching both boys she shrugged off her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. They watched transfixed, their looks of fear turning to lust, as her hands found her breasts, gently tweaking & rubbing each nipple before they met in the middle & released the catch of her bra. Pulling each cup to one side she revealed her full, but firm breasts to them & once she had fully removed her bra she stood with her hands on her hips, looking at them defiantly as her breasts rose & fell in tune with her deep breathing. Tim was the first to react, he pulled her to him kissing her as his hands found her breasts, exploring each one, marvelling at their firmness, his thumbs toying with her nipples & sending shivers of pleasure through her. Sarah's hands were no longer idle as they pushed off his leather waistcoat, so now they were both semi naked, her hands travelling across his smooth chest until like him she was playing with his nipples. After a few minutes he broke the kiss & she cradled his head in her hands as his mouth & tongue worked down her neck, planting small kisses, as they continued their downward journey until they replaced his hands on her sensitive nipples. From behind she heard the sound of a zip being undone & then the rustle of clothes being removed, the thought of Mark undressing making her groan in anticipation. Suddenly he was behind her, & she felt his stiff erection in the small of her back as his hands encircled her waist, his lips returning to her neck. Whilst Tim continued to explore her breasts Mark's fingers moved across her flat stomach, delving beneath the waistband of her trousers seeking her most treasured possession. Her tight trousers impeded his progress & she sucked her stomach in, trying to give him easier access, sighing as she felt a finger slide across her moist lips. As the boys continued their joint assault on her body her hands slid down Tim's chest, until they reached his groin & she tentatively reached out to feel his erection, still constrained by his leather trousers. As she gently stroked it, she felt it grow as if trying to burst free & make love to her hand. Her own trousers were still making it difficult for Mark, & he had removed his hand, now focusing on undoing them. First the buttons & then the zip & then she was wriggling her hips to aid him as he sank to his knees, pulling both her trousers & thong down in a single fluid movement. She stepped out of her clothes, kicking off her shoes, now completely naked in front of her two young lovers. Tim was the first to take the initiative & he pulled her to him, kissing her deeply whilst first one, & then two fingers slipped inside her, causing ripples of pleasure to course through her body. Mark once again moved behind her, his hands on her breasts. As the four hands touched & caressed every inch of her body Sarah reached behind, finding Marks naked cock, & taking it in her left hand, slowly began to rub it up & down, whilst with her right hand she fondled Tim's erection, still hidden from her view by his trousers. As she continued to caress Marks cock, she could hear his breathing quicken & his hand replaced hers as he tried to direct his manhood into her waiting body. She leaned forward slightly, balancing herself by reaching out & placing both hands on the lamppost that formed part of the set & dimly illuminated the scene below. Tim took a step back & watched in awe as Mark sank his cock into her in one fierce thrust, which elicited a gasp from Sarah. With both hands on her hips he began to thrust into her, each stroke getting harder & faster, losing control as she pushed back against him, ensuring maximum penetration. Watching, Tim reached down & began to undo his trousers, pushing them down until he stood there in just his boxer shorts, his arousal evident. Sarah's eyes were glued to his crotch wanting to see him in all his glory; she gasped as he removed his boxers, unable to believe the size of the cock that they revealed. As Mark continued to thrust into her, she focused on Tim, imagining him deep inside her, making love slowly, not with the urgency of a young man. As he watched Tim began to rub himself, making his erection grow still further, the sight causing Sarah to moan in anticipation as the muscles in her pussy contracted involuntarily, squeezing the cock inside her & sending Mark over the edge. With a shout of ecstasy she felt him stiffen & twitch before coming deep inside of her. As Mark sank to his knees, totally spent, Sarah stood up & looking Tim straight in the eyes she mouthed the words "fuck me." He walked towards her, continuing to rub himself, his eyes devouring every inch of her, & then they were kissing once again, deep powerful kisses, their naked bodies touching as their hands explored each other. She moaned as his fingers entered her, & as her own hands reached out & found his erection, confirming its size. She wanted, no needed, to feel him inside her, her own desire now an ache demanding satisfaction. As if reading her mind Tim whispered into her ear "lie down." Her hands did not leave his erection as she began to lower herself to the floor & as her mouth drew level with his cock Sarah could not resist gently licking its tip before engulfing him in her mouth & then gently sucking. Tim murmured something unintelligible whilst she continued to suck as her head began to bob up & down. After a moment she released him from her mouth, not wanting to over excite him, aware of her own needs, & she planted a kiss on the tip of his cock before lying back on the floor, her hands above her head, her body fully exposed to him. With a growl of lust he threw himself upon her, taking his weight on his hands & arms as he lent over her, the pair of them kissing, tongues probing & licking. Sarah could feel his erection as it nudged against her & she reached down with both hands & guided it into her waiting wetness. She cried out as she felt him enter her, spreading her legs wider to accommodate him as he slowly eased himself further & further into her. She had never felt so full, marvelling at her ability to accommodate him so completely. Tim began to move inside of her, slow powerful strokes, each one sending shockwaves through her body. She raised her hips to meet each thrust, wrapping her legs around him, small moans escaping from her lips, urging him on. He continued the pace for several minutes & then began to up the tempo, still in control, lowering his head to suck her nipples. As his thrusts quickened Sarah felt her own orgasm building, until suddenly she felt herself explode, her nails raking down his back, crying out as she bathed him with her juices. Her head lolled from side to side as little after shocks caused her to moan before finally opening her eyes she smiled at Tim "thank you." He returned her smile, but rather than saying anything he began to move inside her again. This time his thrusts were less controlled as he sought his own release. Sarah urged him on, whispering in his ear, trying to make him loose control "fuck me, yes, fuck me, harder." She lifted her head & found his nipple, biting gently "harder, come on fuck me," feeling her own arousal once more. Keeping him inside her she rolled him onto his back, until she was sat on top of him, taking control. Resting one hand on his chest she began to move on top of him, pulling herself up to the tip of his cock & then slamming herself down, feeling his hardness filling her up with each stroke. As she moved faster Tim reached out for her breasts, roughly rubbing & pinching her nipples. With her free hand she reached for his balls, massaging them as she continued to ride him, loosing control as she once again sought her own satisfaction. Suddenly she felt Tim's grip on her breasts tighten & pushing down hard she felt him twitch deep within her. Sensing that he was close she squeezed him with her internal muscles, gripping him tightly, then with one last thrust he bellowed, erupting inside her. The feeling of him coming triggered her own orgasm & she screamed as she came again, her whole being focused on the exquisite pleasure she could feel, blocking out everything else. As her orgasm subsided she lent forward & kissed Tim lightly on the lips, before rolling off him, & lying next to him, exhausted but totally satisfied. After a few minutes Tim got to his feet, the realisation of what had just happened dawning, Sarah still too relaxed to care. Mark was nowhere to be seen & with his embarrassment returning he quickly gathered his clothes saying "I'm sorry miss, I've got to go, I'm late for football practice." As he left Sarah laughed quietly to herself. Her husband was absolutely right about eighteen year old boys, not that she would ever give him the satisfaction of knowing... Three Plus One at the Pool Ryan and a couple of his pals were hanging out, looking for something to do. They'd just graduated from high school but didn't have summer jobs or any clues as to how to be productive citizens. After milling around on a couple car lots looking at cars they decided to head toward Chris' house - he had a nice pool and frequently there would be some beer that needed to be consumed. Ryan and Tyler always liked hanging at Chris' - his parents both worked so there was no one looking over their shoulders all the time. Also, Chris had a twin sister, Rachel, who was nice to look at and was a pretty good sport when it came to this group of boys. No one was home when they arrived so after grabbing some beers the boys sat around the pool. They pulled their shirts off to take advantage of the bright and warm morning sun. Their talk got around to girls soon enough (most boys of this age manage to get to the topic of girls reasonably quickly!). They talked about several of the girls in their class and ones they'd dated and how they fared on those dates. The conversation degenerated into which girls let the boys get into their bras or panties and which ones provided pleasure to the boys in return. As the talk progressed Ryan seemed to become uncomfortable and wiggled around in his chair. Finally Chris asked "Ryan, are you getting hard?" Ryan owned up to having the beginnings of a nice boner and said he needed some relief. He asked if Rachel was around - Chris said she was not home so Ryan suggested a quick circle jerk. These three boys were no stranger to this activity - they'd been having these little circle jerks for a couple years now and they all seemed to enjoy wanking in the presence of their pals. Chris said he had something new they might like to try. He ran into his bedroom and returned with a small bottle and a tube of toothpaste. Ryan shouted "Did you bring the cookie?" The cookie was an interesting element their ritual demanded. Chris described the bottle as some sort of sex lube which he'd found at the drug store. He said just a few drops made your dick really slippery and was a lot of fun. The other boys laughed at him but he said he enjoyed wanking with the lube often and then said "And you guys will like it, too, so stop teasing!" Then he tossed the cookie at their feet in the center of their circle. Tyler asked "What's the toothpaste for?" "You'll find out and you'll like it too" Chris said. By this time Ryan had stood up and unbuckled his shorts, dropping them to the ground. Having dressed 'commando style' this morning he was completely naked now - a condition he'd never been in before in Chris' back yard. His stiff member stood out against his belly and he touched it from time to time to keep it hard. He cajoled his pals to hurry up and get ready for their circle jerk. He took a few drops of the lube in his palm and wrapped it around his dick, working it up and down the shaft. "Wow! This stuff really is slick!" he said. He laughed as he stroked. Chris and Tyler had also dropped their shorts and kicked them to the side. Chris was pretty erect but Tyler didn't seem to have a good start on a hard on. His excuse was that he'd rubbed one out earlier during his morning shower! His pal Ryan reached his hand in the direction of Tyler's dick and asked if he wanted some help getting started. Tyler leaned forward a little so his limp dick could be touched. Ryan's slippery hand worked some magic and Tyler began to stiffen up right away. He said "That's enough, Ryan - I'll take it from here!" So the three of them each took a little lube and began stroking. Chris said "Wait! Let's use this toothpaste, too!" Tyler asked again "What are we going to do with it?" Chris said "Watch" as he squeezed a small drop of the paste onto a fingertip and then worked that little dab into the slit at the head of his penis. "As this stuff melts it makes your dick tingle just like your mouth does when you brush your teeth. It feels really great!" Both the other boys laughed but they each pushed a little bit of the toothpaste into their dicks too. Then they continued stroking. Ryan spread his legs a few inches and bent his knees so his stroking would make his balls bounce up and down, getting hit by his fist on the down strokes. He added a little more lube. The other two boys got into the same positions - they had all picked up the habit from Ryan. The cookie sat between them and finally Ryan said "I wonder who's going to have to eat that thing?" In the way they'd learned their circle jerk routine the cookie was in the center and each participant tried to spray his jizz on it. The one who came last had to eat the cookie regardless of how soaked with cum it had become. There was always a lot of laughing when the game ended and someone had to slurp down the cookie. Most times only a few splashes of their pearly white jizz landed on the cookie but sometimes someone's aim was good enough to cover a big part of the cookie. Each time they had a circle jerk someone wound up eating jizz from the others. And once in a while two of the boys had to share the cum soaked cookie. Over the past couple years they pretty much realized that swallowing cum - their own or someone elses - wasn't really a big deal. It certainly didn't kill them - it just didn't sound very appetizing at first! So there they were - stroking away and having a lot of fun watching each other. They each liked to see other dicks and watch the technique the other guys used. They began yelling out the names of the girls they'd had some experience with, which had the effect of making them laugh and stroke even faster. The three boys were hard at work trying to complete their mission and make their circle do its job. What they hadn't noticed was that Rachel had returned home just as they were dropping their shorts. She had come to the kitchen to get a cold drink from the refrigerator when, looking through the kitchen window, she noticed the boys on the patio. She'd never seen a circle jerk before and didn't really know what was going on except that the three of them were completely naked and masturbating for all they were worth. She'd seen her brother's penis several times but never when it was erect and she'd never seen his two pals naked or with hard ons. She watched intently as they took turns using the lube to make their work easier and more fun. It wasn't long before she noticed her brother squirting his load of jizz onto the patio and spraying the cookie as best he could. Rachel had no clue what the cookie was for but she watched her brother shoot six or seven strands of cum out of his dick and onto the ground. She was then quite surprised to see him milk the last few drops out of his dick into his palm and then lick the cum into his mouth. Then Tyler began to cum and pretty much repeated the same process, licking his own palm after letting the last few drops of cum land on it. Chris and Tyler then began to chide Ryan, letting him know he'd be eating the cookie that day. Ryan laughed but continued stroking until he too shot his load of hot cum onto the patio and cookie. He was the first one to remark about the toothpaste in his cock and how it almost felt like fire. He used a little spit to try to wash the head of his cock but then followed what the others had done - lapping the last drop or two from his palm. As they had all cumed Chris reached for the cookie and handed it to Ryan. "Here's your treat" he said and all three of them laughed. Ryan hesitated, took a sip of his beer and popped the cookie into his mouth, chewing it into smaller bites and chasing them with more beer. "That wasn't so bad" he said and they all laughed. Finally the boys ran to the pool, jumped in and washed off the last traces of cum and got some exercise. After a few minutes they got out of the water, dried themselves, got dressed and went off in search of some lunch. Later that afternoon Rachel found Chris and asked if he wanted to walk over to Starbucks. "I'll buy you a coffee," she offered, hoping he would accept. "Sure! That sounds great" he said. "Let's go!" As they walked the few blocks to a nearby business district Rachel asked "Can I ask you something? What were you guys doing on the patio when I got home?" "What do you mean?" he asked, trying to sound innocent "Oh, Chris!" Rachel said. "I saw most of it. I got home just when Ryan was dropping his pants. So what was that all about? Masturbating outdoors?" "You're not going to tell Mom or Dad about this are you?" Chris asked in a worried tone. "No, no! I thought it was kind of funny but it's not something Mom or Dad need to know about. Jenny says her brother does it all the time in their bathroom. She calls it Wacking Off." "Well, thanks for not ratting us out!" Chris was glad she wasn't mad and wasn't laughing at him and his pals. "How often do you guys do that?" Rachel seemed interested in their game. "Can I watch the whole thing next time? And what was the deal with the cookie?" "I suppose you could watch... I don't know about having my sister watch me but I think Ryan and Tyler would enjoy having a girl watch them," Chris guessed. "I'll ask them." "Oh, Chris! I'm your sister but I'm your twin, too! We're pretty close I'm happy to say. Jenny and her brother are always fighting with each other. I'm glad we're closer than that. Maybe if you're nervous about it I could watch just you do it - just us, all by ourselves?" They arrived at the Starbucks just then and Chris was relieved that he didn't have to think up an answer right away. "If you'll grab a table I'll order our drinks," he said. "What do you want, Rachel" "How about a light Vanilla Frappuccino? Oh - Here's a table over by the window." Chris got in line and ordered two Frapps and a piece of the Banana bread they sell - he was hungry again! Soon enough the drinks were ready and he sat down with Rachel. They both sipped at their drinks for a while without saying much. Finally Rachel spoke. "So... How about it? A private lesson just for me?" "Well, I guess you've already seen me doing it and I know you've seen me naked a few times. But I don't know if I could do it with you right in front of me. It was different when I didn't know you were there!" "Oh, Chris, come on! I won't say anything and it might be fun! We could try it tomorrow after Mom and Dad go to work." "Ummm... Let me decide in the morning, OK?" Rachel smiled. "Sure. We'll decide in the morning. Let's head home now - it's almost time to start dinner!" The two slowly sipped their drinks and didn't talk on the way home. Chris was thinking about what Rachel wanted. He wasn't really against it but he was a little afraid she might squeal on him sometime in the future. But all in all, they both had enough 'dirt' on each other so he could probably make sure she wouldn't talk by threatening to reveal one or two of her secrets. In the end he decided to give it a try. They were pretty quiet at dinner - their parents did all the talking, which was fine with Chris. He did laugh out loud once and his Mom asked what was so funny. Of course he was thinking about the circle jerk and getting caught by his sister but he couldn't say that! So he excused himself and went to his room. Fooling around on the internet he just wanted the next morning to come and go so he could get his little show behind him. Finally he went to the living room and watched TV with the others. About 10:30 he got up and said goodnight. As he walked out Rachel grinned and winked at him - "See you tomorrow!" she laughed. The next day was a beautiful summer day. Chris ate his breakfast on the patio which is where Rachel found him. "Are you still willing to show me?" she asked. "Yeah! I hope it will be fun for both of us!" Chris laughed. "Can I finish my cereal first?" "Sure. And I was wondering, Chris... Can I touch you when you're doing that? I'd like to see what your testicles feel like when you're stiff." "OK. Let's get started." Chris was now grinning widely at the thought of wanking in front of his sister. With that he stood up and slid his pajama bottoms down and stepped out of them. His dick was getting a little stiff already without any provocation on his part. Rachel sat up straight and was smiling brightly. She was dressed in a shorty nightgown and it was clear she had prepared for this event by wearing nothing else. She teased Chris by telling him she might be ready to show off, too! Chris grabbed his lube and a towel and started. He spit into the palm of his hand and used the saliva to moisten his dick with a few short strokes. Repeating this step with some lube he felt he was pretty hard now and began to stroke with vigor. He glanced at Rachel - she had moved a little closer and was grinning widely. The way she was sitting he could look down the neck of her nightgown to see her nicely shaped titties. As he stroked he felt his dick stiffen even more and saw a few drops of precum form. He scoped them up with a finger tip and licked the finger, dropping his cock as he did so. Rachel took the opportunity to reach out and lightly touch his balls. As she did his cock bounced a little as it reacted to her touch. Although he'd had a few furtive hand jobs by some other girls he'd never stood naked in front of one and never in front of his sister like this. She rolled his balls around in her hand and felt them, noticing that his cock reacted frequently. Then she dropped her hand away and let Chris resume his mission. A little more lube and some rapid stroking was all he needed to reach a climax. He'd turned slightly to the side so his stream of jizz wouldn't hit Rachel and she shouted "Oh!" as he began cumming. The six or seven shots of cum completed the show Chris had for Rachel that morning. Rachel asked "Can I touch again?" Chris said "Sure!" Although this was his sister he was anxious to have a female handling his male components. Rachel wiped some of the remaining cum off the tip of his cock and moved it around between her finger tips. Then she spit some saliva into her palm and reached for the quickly softening penis. Her slow stroking and squeezing at the same time made Chris begin to think she wasn't a stranger to this activity. He didn't ask but it seemed she knew her way around a dick fairly well! He enjoyed this special attention he was getting and realized he was still a little bit hard. After a little of her action she stopped and stood to give Chris a short kiss on his cheek. "Thanks for showing me, Chris", she said. "That was great! I hope it won't be the last time I get to watch!" "Well, thanks for helping me rub one out this morning, Rachel! I like doing that, but I like girls touching me, too. Let's do this again sometime!" "Yes... Let's do! Maybe I can stroke you next time?" she asked. "Hey - did you ask Ryan and Tyler if they would let me watch one of your circles? That would really be interesting." "Well, I asked and Ryan wanted to know what you'd wear. He said a two piece bathing suit would make it pretty stimulating for him. But this nighty would be just as exciting, I think. Would you wear that with nothing on under it? Boys like girl's bodies, you know!" "Well, I'm not going to be treated like some cheap stripper!" Rachel said indignantly. "No, no, nothing like that. It's just that thinking about pretty girls always makes it easier to get hard". Chris didn't want to get to deep into this subject for fear Rachel would back out of the fun. "Ok, we'll see about how I might participate. But I'd really like to see another circle!" "Circle JERK" Chris said. "Circle Jerk, not circle!" "OK, OK!" Rachel laughed and put her arms around her naked brother. "We must be technically correct." Once again she reached down and gave his cock a slight squeeze. "Now let's get cleaned up."