Memories in the life of a boy.
A note for the reader. All the characters in this fictional story, that were involved in any sexual act, were carefully screened. Their identifications were thoroughly checked and authenticated. Not one is under the age of twenty one. If you are looking for a story involving underage fictional characters, you will not find them here. Occasionally a younger child is mentioned as a reference to allow the reader to understand a certain viewpoint. Rest assured any children that may have been mentioned were placed on a separate page until the sex scenes were over so their young minds wouldn’t be corrupted. The story was then pasted together after the children had gone to their fictitious homes.

The author is of the age that he sees all persons between the ages of four and thirty as boys and girls. The ones under age four are of course babies. The author does not distinguish the ages of the boys and girls other than the fact that all are above the legal age of twenty one and some are older than others. Thus many of the characters are referred to as boys and or girls. Sometimes the author might refer to them as little or young. That’s a force of habit. My forty year old son is still my little boy, even though he doesn’t think so.

To get the maximum enjoyment from the story, it is suggested that the reader read Part One first.

Total Confusion Part Seven

I thought I was in serious trouble when Sherry walked in. She stood there gawking at me with my meat up her brother’s ass. At first I was in shock and couldn’t move. It seemed like we just looked at one another for an eternity, but it was only a second or two before we were scrambling to make like this wasn’t the case when she said it was too late, she’d already seen what was going on.

I was afraid she was going to blab it around. She assured us there was no need in stopping just because of her. She wouldn’t tell as long as we went ahead and let her watch us do it all. She told us e thought it strange all the time we spent in Paul’s bedroom during the day and she had wanted to see why. She had listened to Paul’s moans through the door and wondered exactly what had been going on. Sherry confessed she had been trying the door for about a month thinking we would never screw up and forget to lock it. She said it really excited her when the knob turned today.

I felt weird knowing that soon I would be doing it with Paul while his sister watched it all. It was hard for us to get going again at first in front of Sherry, but once we had for a little bit, it seemed to add a lot more excitement and thrill to it. I mean, we were doing it in front of his sister and it was cool.

She got where she came in frequently to watch. Not all the time, but quite a bit. After a few weeks, she started asking questions like how does it feel when someone puts their mouth between your legs and what does it feel like when it squirts in your mouth. Paul told her it was difficult to describe and it was something that she would have to find out for herself when the right time came.

Then she asked Paul if he would get mad if she tried it on mine. She confessed we were making it all look like so much fun. Now this was so weird. Paul was hard as a brick while his older sister did her thing on my shaft. When I started coming, she sucked really hard. She sucked like she’d done it before. I knew from then on, she would always be special to me.

Sherry had one hell of a figure. Her body seemed to curve in all the right places. Her tits only sat out a little from her chest, but her nipples poked out enticingly. They never did get much bigger than my fists. They were the prettiest tits I ever saw on a girl. I still feel like I’m sick, because I thought Paul’s tits were prettier than hers. She even said so.

That was a trip. She came right out and said it,” Paul’s tits are prettier than mine”. When I shot off in her mouth she eagerly gulped down my juice. Of course at that time, I wasn't squirting a whole lot out, but she eagerly slurped up what I had. When she took off her clothes, I was in dreamland. I didn’t think I would ever see this day. Sherry lay back on the bed spreading her legs and telling me to let her feel what it was like to have her thing sucked on too.

I kissed her for awhile, moving down to her nipples and tongued her belly button before tasting her delight. I hadn’t a clue exactly what to do. The only pussy I had had until now was from Tina and she had been too naïve to tell us that it would feel better if we licked it differently. I will tell more about Tina later. Sherry told me what felt the best and where to lick and when to suck to get her really fired up.

I thought she was going to shove my head into her pussy when she exploded down there. Sherry kissed me for a few minutes, then she pulled back from my lips, telling me that there was one more thing she just had to know. When I asked her what it was, she said she wanted me to shoot off in her in two more places. Her pussy and her ass. I liked fucking Sherry much more than I did Tina. I ate my cum out of Sherry's pussy and sweetly fucked her in the ass. She lay there in bliss for awhile.

Then she noticed the sad look on Paul’s face. She wanted to know what was wrong. He mumbled that he couldn’t tell her because she might think it was weird. Sherry let him know they needn’t keep any secrets after what happened today. Paul finally admitted he had gotten excited watching us do our thing and had been thinking about what it would be like to switch places with me while she was doing it.

She thought it was kind of cool now that they could share their fantasies with each other. She didn’t mention what she thought of his and Paul didn’t dare repeat it with the cold reception it got. Sherry asked Paul if he would mind her trying somebody else’s thing, so she would know if there could be a difference between them.

He said it wouldn’t bother him as long as she didn’t get hurt. He would check around to find someone who wouldn’t spread it around. She leaned over like she was going to kiss him on the cheek, but then planted one square on his mouth. She wrapped her arms around her brother and kissed him for quite a long spell. Then she pulled back from him and just stared into his eyes.

Sherry whispered, “I don't want you to find someone for me to do it with. They might blab it around. Would you mind very much if I did it with you? I trust you and know that you will never let anyone know. I have secretly wanted to do it with you for the last couple of years. Ever since I started having strange feelings in my body and really started noticing boys.”

“I actually found myself stealing peeks at the two of you through the key hole while you undressed for your bath. I only watched until you got in the tub, because I was afraid Mom might catch me if I looked too long. Kenny, I got the idea from Paul. I knew he was peeking at me through the keyhole. I could hear him gasp at times just outside the door.”

“It really pissed me off at first. I was going to run Paul away from the door, but after thinking about it for a minute, I decided I liked the feeling I got knowing my body excited Paul enough for him to risk sneaking a peek at me in the nude. I had been afraid to tell him, because he might get grossed out since I am his sister.”

“Kenny, I thought it was really weird at first when you would seemingly go into a trance and stare at me when ever I was around. I mentioned how strange it was to my girlfriend, Anna. When Anna saw you do it, she told me it wasn't really weird. She said it was actually pretty normal and exactly what I would want to happen to boy, if I liked him, of course. Anna told me you are a guy and I am a very beautiful girl. She assured me that whenever you see me you go into heat.”

“Anna speculated you were probably dreaming about what I would look like in the nude. She said it was obvious you have a crush on me. Anna also thought you are really cute. She would give up her left tit to get you to look at her the same way you look at me. Of course Anna ain't all that fucking pretty, so she knows that will never happen, but she sure wanted it to.”

“Suddenly I found myself enjoying seeing you get that way, knowing my body was tearing up your nerves like that. That was when I started dressing really skimpy around the house." I was totally blown away at what Sherry just said. From what I saw, she had started dressing that way nearly three years ago. Of course I have been getting all flustered around her for close to a year before that.

Sherry cuddled closer to me as she looked into my eyes. "I wanted to excite you more easily. I got a charge out of watching your dick poke out at your pants. I actually fantasized about holding it in my hand. It was a pleasant surprise when I noticed Paul stealing glances at me too. How about it Paul? Do you want me as much as I want you?"

Paul looked like he was in shock. Then he grinned. "You bet I do. I have always thought you were special. I love you so much." Sherry snuggled into Paul's arms. "I love you too, Paul. Kiss me for a while, then I will suck you off to show you how much I love you. I want you to fuck my brains out to show me how much you really love me."

I thought I would go ape shit watching my special friend wad off in his sister’s mouth. Paul said, "Sherry. Are you really sure you want me to do you the same way Kenny did?" Sherry looked dead into Paul's eyes. "If you don't, I can't begin to tell you how hurt I will be." This was the start of a really great relationship that lasted until they moved away from the neighborhood.

We were soon taking turns fucking her. I am truly amazed she never turned up pregnant. We never used any form of protection. She was just too special. Damn, she had good pussy. It was really neat, she liked to watch Paul and I make love sometimes for a few days to get extra excited before doing us.

I am happy, but I am confused in my mind. There are all of these things no one does. Everything I’ve ever read or heard about sex says you don’t do it with your sister, that it is a really bad thing. Yet, it is such a tender beautiful thing when Sherry and Paul share one another’s affection. Anything that beautiful can’t be bad. How come we can’t let anyone know? I am still confused.


David had a couple of his faggot friends sitting in his apartment when we arrived. We did the usual routine for new arrivals. We would sit there talking about girls while they gawked at us in our underpants with one of David’s T-shirts. This tended to give them the impression that we were sexy girls. They could stare at our legs and imagine what, what they couldn’t see might look like.

It wasn’t actually our underpants. My briefs weren’t sexy enough for the occasion. David kept some girl’s bikini underpants for us to wear. I usually felt embarrassed wearing them. It was really embarrassing when the panties had cute little girl designs or pictures on them. Lace was pretty bad too. He was always buying different styles and colors. Sometimes he or his friends would wrap them and give them to us as gifts. Imagine how it feels to be a boy who is being given girls underpants by a guy.

When everything had progressed to the right point, one of them held Paul and the other held me in their laps. He hugged me and snuggled me close. It still made me ill and I felt so dirty. What was wrong with me that made all the guys want me so bad? I was being caressed and wooed by a man. I had begun to believe I was really a girl and had accidentally been stuck into a boy’s body and somehow they could tell. I was still in his lap wearing just David’s shirt while he kissed and fingered on me. He wet up my hole with his spit and reached into a bowl on the end table to get a chocolate ball to slip into my ass. They alternated between, kissing our mouths while they stroked on our legs, and putting chocolates up our butts.

As the chocolate melted it turned my bowels to mush. It is hard to describe how terrible it feels to have someone hold you lovingly in their lap while you are desperately trying to avoid shitting all over him and the room. It is pushing to get out while you hold your cheeks together in a desperate attempt to hold it in. David finally told them enough was enough and to do something else.

The guy laid me on the couch on my back and got on top of me. He kissed me gently. I can’t tell you how disgusting it is to have some strange guy slobbering all in your mouth. He gradually worked his way down to my thing, finger fucking my ass while he sucked me off. Every time he pulled his finger out to rewet it, I thought my butt would explode. My God I had to shit something awful. David would kill me if I did the Hershey squirts all over his couch.

When I finished shooting off in his mouth, he climbed in between my legs. Then I watched the head of his rod disappear under my balls. I thought I would shit all over everything every time he pulled it back out. We not only had to endure these guys doing all this sick shit to us, but they wanted to watch us shit it all out in a bowl when they got through. I should have been embarrassed, to shit there in front of them, but it was such a relief to let it all go that them watching just didn’t matter.

To be continued……………………………….....

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anonymous readerReport

2013-07-13 00:25:57
If I was Kenny, I would have beat David to death for raping myself and my friend. Nevermind the cops.

I am disappointed to find out that Paul later moves away. I wanted him and Kenny to end up together. Do you still know Paul? Did he go through extensive therapy as well?

anonymous readerReport

2012-02-09 20:01:34
you.are.fucking.awesome. if a was a guy, id have one hell of a boner.
lucky for me, eh?
instead im extrmly horney and wetter than sherry when she screwed paul.
keep 'em cumin', man.


2011-09-14 05:01:49
omg, you are really good :D :D all of your stories mmmm, make me cum hehe thankyou :)

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