The Cove

a Story by Varangian

Summer, 2006

There weren�t many people my age on the island in upper Lake Huron.� It wasn�t a tourist destination, and my school teacher parents had rented a cottage there that summer just because of its isolation and lack of crowds.

I was eighteen and had just graduated from high school.� I would be off to college in September.� It seemed certain I would make that journey still a virgin.

While exploring on the second day of my stay, I came upon a small cove with a narrow beach where I saw a girl along with a younger boy.� The girl lay on a blanket while the boy splashed in the water.

�Hi,� I said, walking up to her.� �My name is Fred and I�m new here.�

She glanced at me from behind sun glasses, eventually smiling.� �I�m Norma and I�ve lived here all my life.�

She was a girl with a plain face and light brown hair who possessed more flesh than I preferred, although she was not at all heavy � just large.� She appeared to be my age or younger.

�Are you here for the summer?� she asked.� �We don�t get many tourists.�

�I�m not a tourist,� I replied.� �I�m a captive of my parents who enjoy out of the way peace and quiet.�

�Well, they�ve come to the right place.� We don�t have a Burger King and hardly even a town.�

�I�ve noticed.� I�m afraid it�s going to be a boring summer like last year.�

�Where did you go then?�

�Alaska.�

�Oh, god!� It must have been awful.�

�I saw a grizzly bear.�

�That�s something,� she said.

Norma stood to look out for the boy, who was chest deep in the water.� She was my height, five eleven.

�Tod!� she called.� �Come back in!�

He turned and waved then made his way slowly to the shore.

She said, �It�s boring here for me too, Fred, although I�ve gotten used to it.� Maybe we could hang out together.�

�Sure.� You must be looking forward to going off to college.�

�That�s two years away.� I�m only sixteen.� How old are you?�

�Eighteen.� I�m going to Michigan State in September.�

�Lucky you.�

Tod approached and we were introduced.� He was a twelve year old � going on thirteen, he insisted.� He was the kind of boy who was capable of challenging a guy�s masculinity.� That is to say, his face was quite pretty, his stature large for his age with hairless chest and shapely limbs.� I believe the word to describe him is androgynous.

* * *

We spent the afternoon together.� When they had to leave, we arranged to meet at the cove the next morning.� I watched them depart.

I found the backs of Tod�s legs to be more attractive than his sister�s, who stood a head taller than he.� Hers were sumptuous as were her upper arms.� She possessed shoulders that were a tad wide and a well-padded waist.

Although not a girl of my dreams, she was the only one around.� I wondered if I had a chance with her.� She seemed friendly enough and she was obviously lonely.

The next morning I was at the cove before nine.� About half an hour later Norma showed up � alone.

�Where�s Tod?� I asked.

�He�s grounded for today.� He back-talked Mom last night.�

�Then there�s just the two of us.� What do you want to do?�

�Let�s talk, Fred.� I don�t get much chance to do that with someone close to my age.� We have a very small school.� Most of the kids are younger, and the older guys are red necks who hang out with slutty girls.�

�You don�t have a boy friend?�

�I did once, when I was thirteen.� It was a disaster.� How about you?�

�I went to a high school that had two thousands students.� There were all kind of cliques, one for any bent or kink.�

Grinning at me, she asked, �And what was your kink?�

�Theater.� I worked behind the scenes.�

�Did you have a girl friend?�

�A couple, but nothing serious.�

�Nothing serious?� she asked with a wicked expression on her face.

She embarrassed me, but I refused to admit to virginity.� We had just met, after all, although she knew.

�This is a backwater place, Fred, not like your big high school in the city, but I probably know more about some things than you.�

�Like what?�

I was beginning to fume.� Norma was taking charge, even though she was two years younger than me.� She smiled in a curious way then ran towards the shore.

�Let�s go swimming,� she called.

We didn�t stay long in the cold water.� After spreading the blanket, we reclined side by side on it and let the sun warm us.

�I thought red necks referred to boys from the south,� I remarked.

�I meant the guys here on the island.� They�re crude and mostly stupid.� I only let one of them touch me, and that was more than enough.�

�When you were thirteen?�

�Yeah, like I said.�

�What happened?�

�I don�t want to talk about it, Fred.� It wasn�t a happy experience.�

�So, you haven�t had a boy friend since then?�

�I told you that!� And you said you�ve never had a girl, not really.�

I raised on an elbow and looked down at her.� I placed a hand on her near upper arm, which was abundant and soft.

�What do you want?� I asked.

�More than you can imagine,� she replied, putting her hand over mine and pressing it to her arm.

�I have a vivid imagination, Norma, but we�ve just met.� I still don�t know what you want.�

�And you�re from a big city high school?�� She sounded peeved.

I had never felt a tit.� I hesitated, wondering if I had misread her, but I moved the hand tentatively to her breast, first with a finger touch then palming it.� The ensuing kiss followed naturally.

Her response was dramatically passionate.� She was like a drowning person clutching to me.� We were still almost strangers, so I understood that her ardor had nothing to do with me.� She just wanted a guy.

I relished the feel of her firm, modest tit, and I thought that she would let me touch her even more.� I ran the hand down her soft belly and onto a thigh that was thicker than mine.� We continued to kiss.

�Yes!� she exclaimed, when my fingers touched her groin.� �But do it higher,� she begged, gasping.

Following her instructions, I brought her off after some minutes of frigging.� She squeaked against my lips then mewled for ten or twelve seconds.� I was out of my depth.

�Are we going to have sex?� I whispered into her ear.

�I�m on the pill, Fred.� Don�t ask me why.�

�That�s a yes?�

�Just do it!�

I was so eager to fuck that I did not remove her bikini top, just the bottoms.� In my ignorance I didn�t investigate her body nor explore what her luxuriant bush concealed.� I merely rolled between her ample thighs, which she raised beside me, and plunged my pecker into her warm tightness.� I came almost at once.

�I expected that,� she said.� �The boy I had when I was thirteen was the same way, but he knocked me up.�

�But you�re on the pill now?� I asked with concern.

�Yeah, of course.� Mom put me on the pill after the abortion.�

Norma was less and less my kind of girl, but I had fucked for the first time, and she felt soft beneath me.� I had a entire summer ahead of me, maybe a summer of fucking my brains out.

�Why did you put off having sex after the first time?� I asked.

�Because the guy who did me bragged about it.� I didn�t want to become one of their sluts, so I never dated again.�

�This was just your second time?�

�Yeah, Fred, and your first.� Do you have any ideas about what we can do?�

�A few,� I answered.� I had seen a lot of stuff on the internet and knew the possibilities.

* * *

After splashing in the lake, where she rinsed away my semen that oozed from her cunt, we returned to the blanket.

�I want you to teach Tod about sex,� she said quietly.� �He�s the safest guy I know.� You�ll be gone in a few weeks.�

�Your brother?�

�Why not?� I�m not religious.�

�How can I teach him, Norma?� I don�t know much myself.�

�We can learn together.� I�ve heard about oral sex.� I�m willing, if you are.�

Of course I had seen such action in numerous videos downloaded from the internet, but I had always imagined going down on a girl with more slender thighs and not much hair at her pussy.� I suppose I preferred twelve year olds.

�You want it now?� I asked.

�Whenever you�re ready, I am.�

I started perfunctorily, lapping my tongue at her pussy, a soft thigh occasionally brushing my cheek.� She gave me instructions, and I soon got it right.� She cried out and thrust herself at my mouth in climax.� I felt proud of myself and delighted, although a hair was caught between my front teeth and wouldn�t come out.

�That was fantastic, Fred!� she exclaimed after a moment.� �I suppose I�ll have to suck on you now.�

�That�s the deal,� I said.

She played with my cock for a while, kissing it and licking the knob tentatively.

�Stuff comes out?� she asked, looking up at me.

�You know that, Norma.� I�ll tell you when.�

She fit her lips around my knob then began to suck.� This time it took a few minutes before I felt the magic tingle in the head of my cock.� I grasped her head with both hands.

�I�m going to come,� I warned her.

But her response was too slow.� She took the first spurt in her mouth, and as she recoiled the rest slimed her face.� She spat out my emissions and wiped a backhand across her messy lips.

�That was something,� she remarked, after rubbing her lips together then extending her tongue to taste a residue.� �Girls don�t make such a mess.�

�You get wet and juicy,� I said.

�It�s not so bad,� she remarked.� �We could do this a lot.�

* * *

Norma and I fucked twice more that day, and I enjoyed her soft, ample flesh enormously.� But I was troubled at the prospect of having sex with twelve year old Tod.� Norma brought up the issue more than once.� She was determined.

�But why me?� I asked.� �Can�t you get him alone and just do it?�

�I�m his sister, Fred.� He�d freak out, if I came on to him like that.� No, it has to be you.� Have sex with him then suggest doing it three-way with me.� Then he won�t know that I�m hot to have him.�

�But he probably won�t be interested in doing queer stuff,� I protested.

�It�s worth a shot, Fred.� He said to me that you�re a nice looking guy.� I know that he�s just begun to masturbate.� He told me.� We�re that close.�

�Then you shouldn�t have any trouble seducing him.� You could take it slowly.�

�No.� I want him to think he�s the one who started it, that you talked him into it and that you overcame my objections.�

I laughed briefly.� In my senior political science class I had learned about �deniability.�� That�s what Norma wanted.

�You�ll be gone in a few weeks, Fred.� I want to have Tod in place as my guy before you leave.�

�But I�m not queer!� I insisted.

That outburst was my own �deniability.� �I was curious about queerness and actually wanted to have sex with the pretty boy.� I couldn�t imagine doing it with a more masculine guy.

�So what?� she asked.� �Tod�s pretty.� Isn�t that enough?�

�He�s a guy with a cock, Norma, however pretty he looks.�

She pressed close to me and enfolded my cock.� �Please, Fred,� she said against my lips.� �I�ll let you do anything with me.�

�I already have,� I responded.

�Not everything,� she said with a wicked grin.

�You mean butt fucking?�

The thought of doing that aroused me, because Norma possessed a very inviting butt and generous, soft thighs.

�That�ll be your reward,� she said then went down on me again.

* * *

Norma and Tod were waiting for me at the cove the next morning.� She immediately contrived a pretext to return home, leaving me alone with the boy.� We splashed in the water and engaged in rough housing, before stretching out on the blanket.

�Do you have a girl friend, Fred?� he asked out of the blue.� �I mean really ��

�You want to know if I�ve had sex?� The answer is yes.� I�ve fucked three girls so far,� I lied.

�What�s it like?� I mean, I can�t even imagine it.�

�It�s a hell of a lot better than whacking off, even better than getting a blow job.�

A blush reddened his unblemished cheeks.

�You think about blow jobs?� I asked.

�Yeah, I guess,� he answered, turning his face away.

�You�re holding back, Tod.� There�s something you�re not telling me.�

�I did it once,� he whispered almost inaudibly.

�You�ve had a blow job?�

He shook his head, still not looking at me.

�I see,� I remarked, placing a hand on his near bare thigh, the feel of which causing my cock to swell.� �It�s no big deal.� I�ve done it more than once.�

He turned quickly to look at me.

�You have?

�Yeah, but not recently.� When I was your age and a little older, I had three buddies.� We did circle jerks.� That�s how it started.� How about you?�

Tod blushed again, but did not turn his face away.� �I did it only once, with a cousin who doesn�t live on the island. �He was too young to squirt.�

�Did you squirt?�

�Nah.� I only started doing that last month.�

I moved my hand up the thigh near to the hem of his swim suit.� �You know, Tod, it�s really private here.� We could fool around, if you want.�

He looked directly into my face then hunched his shoulders.� I palmed his groin and was surprised by the size of his hard cock.

�You�re pretty big,� I said.� �Will you let me see it?�

He laid back onto the blanket and grinned up at me.

�You�ll only be around for a few weeks,� he said.� �Nobody here will find out what we do.�

I leaned on an elbow above him then ran my hand across his stomach and hairless chest.

�You�re curious about gay sex,� I said, suspecting the truth.� �Do you want to find out what it�s like to do the full queer thing?�

After he nodded, I leaned down to kiss him on the lips.� He kissed back.

�Someone might come along,� he said, sitting up.� �I know a secret place.�

He led me to the shore where we waded along the rocky coast to a small cave that had a sandy floor.

We kissed again. �I knelt on the sand in front of him, fondled his shapely legs with both hands then pulled down his swim trunks.� His circumcised cock, which was reasonably thick, was about five inches long.� A few, isolated hairs grew at its base.

With both hands on his butt cheeks and a finger diddling his ass hole, I sucked cock for the first time � avidly.� It wasn�t long before he came off.� He didn�t make much, just an oozing that coated my tongue.� Even so he appeared to enjoy a huge pleasure, squeaking and pulling my hair.

Then I stood and stripped naked.� He seemed to be impressed by my larger cock.� We kissed again.

�To bad we don�t have any lube,� I said.� �We could fuck each other.�

He nodded, surprising me by his evident willingness to engage in butt fucking.

�I�ll bring some Vaseline tomorrow,� he said.

Then he knelt before me and gave me a blow job.� He didn�t back away when I started coming.� He took it all into his mouth and spat.

We lay together for some time, not speaking, but touching and exploring each other�s body with hands and lips.

�I think I�m queer,� he eventually said, breaking the silence.

�It�s too soon to decide that, Tod.� I felt the same way when I was about your age, but then I discovered girls and what they had to offer.�

�I�ll never find a girl!� he exclaimed.

�What about Norma?�

�She�s my sister!�

�Of course she is, but also a girl.� You aren�t religious, are you?�

�Nah, but she wouldn�t let me do anything, even if I wanted to.�

�Don�t be so sure.� I think I can talk her into it.� I had sex with her yesterday.�

�You did?� he exclaimed.

�Yeah.� And we talked about maybe doing it three way with another guy, but she couldn�t think of anyone to join us.� Do you want me to ask her this afternoon?� If she says yes, you can act reluctant as though I�m forcing you somehow.�

�Do you think there�s a chance?� he asked with evident eagerness.

�Tell you what.� I�ll meet Norma at the cove this afternoon.� You hide and spy on us, and when we�re naked and making out, you come along and discover us.� I�ll take it from there.�

* * *

�He�s behind those rocks just beyond the cove,� I told Norma.� �He�ll come out and �discover� us after we�re naked.� Pretend to be upset.� You�ll both be putting on an act.�

The scene played out as I intended.� Tod spotted us naked and faked being shocked, although he continued to approach, staring at Norma�s naked body.� Norma behaved like a bitchy older sister, but she didn�t tell him to go away, of course.

�You get naked too, Tod,� I said.

�Do I have to?� he whined, convincingly.

�I�m naked!� Norma exclaimed.� �You�re staring at me.� It�s only fair!�

Tod tossed a small tube of Vaseline onto the blanket, giving away the pretense, then quickly stripped naked, grinning.

�I didn�t expect this,� Norma said in wonder, enfolding the boy�s impressive cock.

He, in turn, reached down to fondle both of her tits.

�Why don�t you fuck?� I suggested.

�He�ll come too soon,� Norma objected.

�Okay,� I said.� �Tod and I have some unfinished business from yesterday.� I think you�ll enjoy watching this.�

I picked up the tube of Vaseline.� �Who�s first?� I asked the boy.

�It doesn�t matter,� he replied.� �Me, I suppose.�

We kissed like lovers then reclined onto the blanket, he face down with legs apart.� I slicked my cock then moved atop him.� �Relax,� I whispered as I pushed my cock at his opening.� �Christ!� he exclaimed when my knob popped through, but he did not otherwise protest as I penetrated fully.� It did not take long before I came inside the pretty boy.

Then it was my turn.� I climbed off Tod, catching a glimpse of his sister, who stood looking on in fascination frigging herself.

I relaxed as best I could, but I still experienced discomfort when Tod began to bugger me.� I suppose it would have been better had I not just come and were more sexually aroused.� As it was, I endured his humping of my ass and was relieved when he came a minute later.

Then we went to the shore to wash our shitty cocks.� Norma offered us a bar of soap that she had brought along in anticipation of washing a cock with her own shit on it.

�Now he�ll last,� I said to her.

�But he�s soft,� she complained.

�Use your imagination,� I suggested.

She took the soap and thoroughly washed her brother�s cock, which became semi-hard.� Then she knelt in the water and sucked him to full erection.� We hurried back to the blanket.

�Sit down on Tod�s cock,� I said as I slimed my cock, �and lean forward.�

�I don�t want to do that yet, Fred.� I want to have a proper fuck, just him and me.�

I found that to be a reasonable request.� It would be their first incestuous coupling.� I stepped back and watched them fuck.� Tod was on top between upraised knees, pumping away like a veteran.� Norma was clearly aroused from the start, but I think it was more emotional than physical excitement.� She was, after all, fucking her darling, pretty kid brother.� Tod came after about three minutes.

�I�m not finished,� Norma wailed.

I urged Tod to move and took his place.� I pounded Norma with long, rapid strokes that soon brought us both off.

Later I waded near the shore while Tod and Norma kissed and snuggled on the blanket like lovers, eventually fucking again.

�We have to leave now,� Norma called to me sometime later.� They pulled on their swim gear, gathered their things and left without a further word.�

I never saw them again.� I had no idea where they lived, and I didn�t inquire about it, because it became obvious to me that I was the odd man out.� They had gotten what they wanted.� But I too had achieved something.� I wouldn�t go to college a virgin.� And I knew what it was like to have sex with a pretty, twelve year old boy.

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