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The Windy Pines

Copyright © 2021, Fanlon. All rights reserved

 

 

This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is purely coincidental. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form.

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The Windy Pines

My First Summer

 

Chapter 1

 

I sat in the back seat of my parent’s car as we cruised smoothly down the interstate. Across from me was my older sister, by one year, Sara. We were on our way to my grandparents’, on my father’s side, campground. Yes, you guessed it. It’s clothing optional, which means it’s a nude campground. Sara and I both knew where we were headed. Sara was excited, her seat belt was barely containing her wiggly body. I on the other hand was flat out terrified.

Let me take a minute to explain why I am so scared of this trip, as well as a little about my family. I guess we should start with me. I’m fourteen years old, my birthday was just over a month ago. I am between four and five feet tall, closer to five feet, depending on which shoes I wear. 

I’m small for my age, my mother blames it on the fact I was so sickly for the first two, almost three years of my life. I was well behind the curve in development… if you know what I mean. I had not filled out at all, my dick had just started to grow, but my pubic hair had yet to take hold. All of this made me look a lot younger than I actually was. This was going to be plain for everyone to see in a couple hours. Which is exactly why I am scared. 

This was the first time Sara, or I were able to go to the campgrounds. Not that I really wanted to. Sara though, had been pining to go ever since she turned fourteen. That was the age my grandparents allowed kids to come along with their parents. Kids younger than fourteen weren’t allowed to visit. So, with my fourteenth birthday a little over a month ago, the whole family was allowed to enjoy everything the camp had to offer. Most years, mom and dad would spend time at the camp while me and Sara visited other families during the summer. Not this year. Nope. 

My sister, still wiggling next to me, is fifteen. Her birthday was last weekend. She is about five foot two-ish. We both have matching auburn hair that slightly curls when long. Thankfully mine was cropped short, while hers was midway down here narrow back. Sara displayed a nice tan on her legs, arms, and shoulders; due to the white tank-top and short jean shorts she was wearing. 

Sara had started filling out last summer. Over the last year, she was looking more and more like a smaller, younger version of my mother every day. Her boobs weren’t near as large as my moms, which weren’t massive by any means. Sara had boobs and she was very proud of them. They weren’t full or round, but pointy cones that were big enough to jiggle and shake when she walked. Her hard nipples seemed to always be trying to cut themselves free from every shirt she owned. The one thing about her, she never, ever, wore a bra. In fact, she doesn’t even own a bra, not one. 

As I said before, my mother Dana, who we just call Mom, looked just like my sister, just twenty years older. She had a wonderful bronze tan, which she worked on daily. She wore an outfit that looked like Sara’s, a white tank-top, but instead of jean shorts, she had on a black skirt that went halfway down her thighs. She wore cork wedges with black straps that crossed over the tops of her feet. Her hair was loose, falling in waves down her back and over her shoulder closest to the passenger window. Her boobs were lifted up in a bra that heightened their appeal and her overall look. She was not at all afraid of showing off cleavage, in fact, she relished in it.

My father, Jake, but we just call him Dad, is six foot two. He has short, curly black hair with naturally olive skin thanks to his Mediterranean heritage. He was slim, but with broad shoulders and well-defined muscles on his chest, shoulders, and legs thanks to his days of playing sports as a kid, which he still maintains now. He just doesn’t play anymore unless he is goofing around with me in the yard, or sometimes Sara. 

My dad is in marketing, he helps design ads, both still images and commercials for television. He does quite well and provides for all of us easily. Mom has a part time job at the local library because she loves books so much. She transferred that love to me at an early age. I have never seen someone read as many books as she did. She also loved to help others get into reading, so her job suited her well. 

So, that’s the basics of my family. We were now only a couple miles from the camp. We were heading down a winding, minimally maintained dirt road which was hugged on both sides with tall ancient pine trees. The trees were growing so close together that you couldn’t see more than twenty yards before the trunks blocked your view. In a word, it was private, thanks to nature. We slowed down to turn through a pair of old iron gates and below a hanging sign that read “The Windy Pines.” We were here… great. 

Through the gates, we slowly drove up a path that was obviously rarely used. Two worn lines in the grass led us to our cabin for the next four weeks. We drove by three other cabins on the way to ours, but I didn’t see a single soul anywhere. Believing that I wouldn’t have to be naked in front of a bunch of strangers, my heartbeat began to slow. Being naked around my own family was awkward enough. 

Growing up nudity wasn’t a big deal in our house. We all did it, no one blinked an eye. I had no problem with it at all, until recently when I started going through puberty. Things were changing on me, starting with the size of my dick and more awkwardly, how often I got an erection. Boys of practically every age get erections. The wind blows and yup, we get hard. That’s all it took. 

What changed though, was when I started seeing things in a different light. I learned early on that it was fun and felt good to play with my dick. My mother used to laugh and tell me to stop it, at least when we had company over. Most of the time though, I was ignored. I was just a boy, a little kid, and that was normal. 

My mother noticed the changes first. She never said anything about it, but she noticed. Thankfully, my sister was clueless. She didn’t pay any attention to me; she had a few different boys she was crushing on. Thankfully, that meant she never paid me any notice. Thank God. It was earlier in the year that my dad had to have “the talk” with me. It was horrible and awkward. I knew what he was trying to tell me from sex education classes in school but neither one of us were really comfortable with the details. We decided we would work into it, and over time, we would talk and discuss… things.

After that, my mom seemed to think my dad and I had come to an understanding or sorts. She still made the point of explaining masturbation to me. Telling me how everyone did it and it was okay for me to enjoy it. It would also help with unwanted erections. My smooth, youthful, almost five-inch dick was hard just talking about being hard, go figure. She told me to go to my room and play with it. Figure out what feels good and enjoy it. 

I learned pretty quickly what felt good to me and when I had my first real orgasm, I nearly passed out. It was incredible. I wanted to do it again right away, but my dick had gone soft. That problem didn’t take long to correct, and I quickly stroked myself to another orgasm and then another before I finally felt sated and fell asleep on my bed. 

So, mom seemed to be ok with everything. I was too. My erections were not brought up, thankfully, but they were noticed by her and dad equally. Mom would see my hard dick and subtly tell me to go to my room and take care of it, which meant go jerk off really. I still tried my best to hide them, but I couldn’t do that all the time. I suppose I could have worn shorts, but I hadn’t done that my entire life at home and if I started now, there would be lots of questions from Sara. 

A couple of weeks before the trip to visit my grandparents at camp, I found my mom naked in the backyard in her lounging chair. She told me that she was working on her tan, so she would look good when we all went to Windy Pines. I couldn’t help but look at her breasts and then down to her bare pussy. I must have been staring because my mother cleared her throat which immediately shifted my gaze back up to her eyes. 

She laughed at my face, which blushed a deep crimson. Being caught looking at my mom in a sexual way had made me feel ashamed and embarrassed, but that didn’t stop my dick from growing into a full-on erection I noticed her eyes dip down and widen slightly when she looked at me closely. I turned and hurried back inside. I needed to get control over my own dick, and now! 

It was that night that mom and dad told Sara and I that we were all going to The Windy Pines, as a family this year. I was shocked but my sister squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. It was one thing to be naked at home, it was a whole different thing to be naked in front of strangers. Heck, we were rarely naked in front of our grandparents who owned the camp for goodness sakes.

It was not going to matter if I threw a fit about it. I was going, there was no other option. I really, really, needed to figure out how to keep myself from getting random erections. Thankfully, Sara was still clueless, but that was destroyed when my mother told me that it was ok if I had erections at camp. It was normal and natural. Nothing to be ashamed of or worried about. She then told me my father sometimes got them too, as well as my grandfather. My jaw couldn’t have fallen any further than it was at that moment.

Sara looked at my mother with wide eyes, and then her gaze snapped to me, as if seeing me for the first time. It looked like she didn’t believe what she had heard, but then she bent down and looked in my direction under the table, right at my dick. Not now, please! My dick didn’t listen. I heard a gasp from my sister, a soft chuckle from my mother and my dad just shook his head. I was never going to live this moment down. 

 

Chapter 2

 

We made it to the log cabin mom and dad used every time they visited The Windy Pines. This was going to be home for the next four weeks. There were a couple of windows in the front of the cabin that were situated on either side of the front door. The cabin had a peaked roof which extended out over the front porch. This provided it with both shade and protection from the elements. On the front porch sat a pair of old rocking chairs, along with a porch swing that looked large enough to sit two or three people.

“Alright kids,” my father called out as he got out of the car. “Grab your things and help get all the groceries and stuff inside.”

“Fine,” I grumbled as I got out of the car.

“Ok, Dad,” Sara said, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. She was way too excited.

Sara and I met at the back of the car as my father opened the trunk and started handing us bags of food. Once both of us had our arms full, we made our way inside. Mom was in the kitchen, looking through the cupboards and drawers. We put all the bags on the small island counter. It was then that I took a moment to look around at our would-be home for the next month. It was a single roomed cabin with a queen size bed on one side and two smaller beds on the other. Thankfully, there were enough beds for everyone, but I was shocked that I wouldn’t have a room of my own to run to if things got… uncomfortable.

“There aren’t any bedrooms! Wasn’t there at least one cabin that actually had rooms so we could all have some privacy?” I demanded, my voice hard and complaining. How was I supposed to take care of my erections if I didn’t have any privacy, or a room to use?

Mom just laughed, “You will be fine, don’t worry.” She gave me a genuine smile. “It will take a little getting used to, I know. But you will adjust to your surroundings and once you do, you will love it here, I promise. Your father and I have always enjoyed our time here. You will too. Wait until you meet some of our friends. They even have some kids your age. I am sure you can run around with them, and maybe they will show you a thing or too.”

I rolled my eyes. My mother couldn’t see me do it, thankfully, or she probably would have yelled at me. I went back outside and heard mom call out to Sara. “Sara, honey? Help me put this stuff away and then we can get changed and go out and explore a bit. Okay?”

I didn’t hear Sara’s response. I was already out the door and heading back to the car to get my own things. I only brought two changes of clothes as I was told any more than that would be a waste and my mom wasn’t going to be doing my laundry while we were here. 

Dad handed me a case of beer to carry inside, along with my small bag. He followed me with a couple bottles of wine, and bags of his and Mom’s clothes, plus whatever else they thought they needed. 

“Put the beer in the fridge for me, please. I want to get it cold as soon as possible,” My father called behind me. 

I walked over to the fridge and opened it to do as he asked. Propping the door open with the case of beer, I transferred the cans into the fridge. That finished, I turned to grab my bag when I noticed my mother undoing her skirt and then watched as it fell to the floor. Next, her thumbs hooked into the waistband of her underwear before they too joined her skirt on the floor. She bent down to pick up the clothes piled at her feet. 

My mother was completely naked. I could see her back, her legs and her round, firm butt as she picked up the discarded clothes and put them into a plastic bag that had a moment ago held groceries. My eyes then moved over to the pair of beds that Sara and I were each going to be using. There I saw Sara, standing and looking in my general direction, naked. Her firm tits standing proudly on her chest, her tan nipples almost blending in with the flesh of her boobs. Then I shamelessly scanned my sisters naked body from head to toe.

My sister shaved, just like mom! She had never shaved her pussy before. Up until now, she always had a light patch of reddish hair just above her clit. We shared the same shower, and her razor was always right there. I just assumed she shaved her legs and underarms. I had no idea she shaved between her legs! Now it was completely gone, I couldn’t help but think she looked a lot better shaved. 

I could see her pussy clearly now. I had never really looked at hers before. Her pussy looked smooth, soft and her outer lips closed tightly, hiding everything that might be between them. All that could be seen was a line going vertically down the junction of her legs. She looked amazing, and the usual reaction took form, and it did so in a hurry. 

Ever since the night my mother had loudly declared to me and everyone listing that erections were nothing to be ashamed of, my sister had been on a constant lookout. Every time she saw my get hard, she would laugh and tease me about it. I would then rush up to my room, shut the door and then furiously jerk off until I orgasmed. Most of the time it took two orgasms before my dick went back to its dormant soft stage. Now though, I had nowhere to hide. I didn’t know what to do, and that didn’t help reduce any of my smooth hardness. 

“Sam, time to change. Come on, as soon as you do, I am going to take you and Sara out and show you around,” my mother said, taking my attention off my sister only to look and see my mothers’ perfect boobs and shaved pussy right in front of me, teasing and tempting me. 

Still hidden by the small counter island in the kitchen, I flushed a deep red. My mom noticed it right away and asked, “Do you have an erection, Sam?” I nodded, not wanting to speak. “Don’t worry about it, hurry up and get changed so we can go. Come on, please. It will go away on its own, if not, we can find somewhere for you to take care of it.”

Taking a deep breath, trying to calm myself I picked up my bag off the counter and walked over to the bed I was going to be using. All the while, my dick was standing proudly out in front of me. The one nice thing I hadn’t even thought about was now that Sara had shaved, and mom shaved, it looked like I shaved too. That gave me the tiniest bit of relief and courage. My bare dick was the one thing I was really self-conscious about. How it made me look like a little kid, not a fourteen-year-old who would be a freshman next year. 

I threw my bag on the bed, and then quickly took off my clothes. Mom came over and took my clothes. She placed them in the same plastic bag as hers’ and Sara’s clothes. The bag was tied closed and then placed next to her bed. It was now time for our tour of “The Windy Pines.”

“Let’s go, I’ll show you two around a bit. I think you’ll enjoy the pool, it’s very nice. There is a hot tub there too that the parents and older folks usually take advantage of,” Mom said and then walked out the front door. My sister looked at me and smiled before following her. I assumed the rear, tentatively, still concerned about the fact my dick is still as hard as the day is long. 

The minute I made it out the front door I could feel the breeze against my skin, except this time it was all my skin. The feeling was different. Not bad different, but different just the same. We never left the house naked at home, much less the backyard. Our neighbors’ houses were too close to ours and we didn’t have a full privacy fence, just a little section my dad built for mom to tan in and not be seen by anyone. The warm sun on my skin felt amazing though. 

Mom took us in the direction of the swimming pool, which was a few dozen yards down the road and off to the left. I started to get increasingly more comfortable with my very public nudity the longer we walked. By the time we got to the pool, I was no longer thinking about my dick. That didn’t mean it was any less hard. Youth did have some side effects that may not always be desired, regardless of the stories about it. 

The pool itself was crystal clear and huge. There were lines painted on the bottom that my mother pointed out, saying they were for people that wanted to swim laps. I didn’t know who wanted to do that for fun, but I had no intention at all doing such a thing. There were two diving boards, a three meter and a ten meter. I immediately wanted to jump from the high board. 

Mom cut off my line of thinking when she said, “During the summer, there are lots of kids that have fun swinging, playing, and splashing in the pool. If you two want to swim and play in the pool, you are free to do that any time you want. Just be careful please.”

“The pool looks amazing, mom. Can we use the hot tub too?” Sara asked quickly. She was as happy as I had ever seen her. She was a natural for The Windy Pines, both literally and physically.

“Yes, you can honey. Just be mindful of the adults if they are sitting in it, okay?” she answered. “From here, you can see the sauna over there.” My mother pointed toward a small stone building that didn’t have any windows. “Over there is where we can eat,” Mom said, pointing to an open area with a bunch of bench tables set up. “There will be breakfast, lunch, and dinner there if we don’t make something at home. That means if your father and I sleep in, you two can come down here on your own for breakfast, okay?”

Mom showed us around the rest of the camp. Everything was nice and easy to find. I was still thankful no one else was around while the three of us wandered around. Once we had seen everything, mom told us it was time to go back to the cabin and she would make dinner. She also let us know that more campers would be showing up tomorrow. Specifically, her and dad’s friends the McDaniel’s plus their two kids. 

When we made it back to the cabin, Sara quickly went in, but mom stopped and signaled for me to wait a moment. Once Sara was inside mom looked at me and asked, “Do you need to go jerk off. You have been hard the whole time we were walking around.” I flushed, but she hurriedly continued, “it’s okay, you don’t have to go take care of it if you don’t want to. I don’t mind at all that you are hard. It’s kind of cute actually.” She looked at me, waiting for a response. 

“Where would I, uh, go. If I wanted to, um, take care of it?” I asked. 

“You can go behind the cabin. It’s somewhat secluded back there. No one will see you right now if you go however, starting tomorrow that won’t be the case. Most of the men here do it in the shower in the mornings or evenings too. Whatever you want to do is fine, I promise,” she said, a genuine happy smile on her face. She kissed my forehead and headed inside to start dinner. I was left standing alone on the porch, my dick now throbbing and pulsing with my increased heart rate. 

My mom just told me my dick was cute. My Mom!

I decided not to go jerk off, convinced I need to get used to having an erection. There was no time like the present to get started so I sat down on my bed, pulled a book out from my bag, and started to read. I had just finished the third chapter when mom announced, “Dinners ready.”

I marked my place in the book and then left it on my bed as I headed to the table. Dad was already sitting at the table when I took my seat. He noticed the condition my dick was in but all he did just shook his head. Mom and Sara carried over a platter of sandwiches and a bag of potato chips. 

Mom asked, “Sam, can you grab the glasses for everyone? Thanks, honey.” 

“Sure,” I said and got up to go grab the glasses off the island. I went to squeeze past my sister, but she stepped back, forcing me to rub against her butt as I went by. I instantly blushed and hurried past her. Grabbing the cups, I placed them all on the table and quickly retook my seat. Everyone enjoyed the ham and cheese sandwiches. 

“You two clear the table, and clean up the dishes, please,” Dad said as he got up from his chair. “Your mom and I are going out on the porch to sit on the swing.

“Okay dad,” Sara said quickly.

“Yeah, no problem,” I followed. 

With Mom and Dad out on the porch swing, Sara and I got to work on the dishes. I noticed Sara kept glancing at me and then down at my dick, which was still painfully hard. 

“Why haven’t you jerked off yet? Usually when you get hard like that you run up to your room?” Sara asked me. 

“I don’t have a room to go to.” I replied, my voice sharp.

“Don’t get mad at me. It’s not my fault you can’t keep that thing under control. You can jerk off wherever you want.”

“No, I can’t.”

“Sure, you can. Mom told me this morning before we left that I would probably see various people getting themselves off while we are here. She said it’s not a big deal, so don’t worry about it. If you need to jerk off, then jerk off. Simple.”

“Are you saying it’s okay for me to jerk off now? Won’t everyone see me?” My voice rose up in pitch due to the shock from Sara’s statement. 

“I don’t care. I won’t stop you. I rub one out every night and usually every morning. You will probably hear and see me doing it. It’s not a big deal to me. Like mom said, its natural. No reason to have to hide it.”

I had nothing to say to that. The idea of seeing Sara play with herself was very appealing. Without even thinking about it, my hand slid down to my dick and I started to slowly stroke myself. She watched for a second before telling me, “Don’t come on the cabinets.”  She dried her hands on some paper towels and before placing the roll right in front of me on the counter. I could hear her laughing as she went outside to join mom and dad. 

It didn’t take very long before I was cumming into one of the paper towels Sara had so kindly placed in front of me. One hand grasped my dick while the other held the now soaked paper towel over my mushroom tip. I took a few deep breaths and steadied my legs, as they had been shaking from the incredible orgasm I had just experienced. That was the best climax I had ever experienced. I tossed the soiled towel into the trash and grabbed another one and wiped off my dick. I made sure to hide any evidence and then joined my family on the porch. My dick was finally in its soft, innocent state. 

Both of my parents were on the porch swing, rocking gently back and forth. Sara was sitting in one of the old rockers, enjoying the evening air. I moved to join Sara and sat down in the other old chair next to her. I watched Sara out of the corner of my eye. I wondered if she had told mom and dad about what we talked about while we were doing the dishes. Or if she had told them about what I had done. I still couldn’t believe I had started stroking my dick next to my sister. 

I shouldn’t have worried, my dick told everyone what I had done. 

“Do you feel better now?” Mom asked. 

“Um, yeah,” I said quietly. 

“Good. Sara told us you were handling it,” Mom said, and Dad chucked. Mom just smiled and Sara blushed right alongside me. Mom continued, “She informed us that she told you what I had explained to her before we left. I didn’t want her to be caught off guard. So, you now know that if you get an erection, just handle it, okay honey?” 

“Yeah, I know. Thanks.” 

We all sat on the porch for a long while. Mom and Dad had a few beers and we all just enjoyed the night air. When I started to yawn, that was the sign for all of us to call it a night and head to bed. Not long later, all of us were in our beds, under our covers and falling fast asleep. It had been a wild day. Definitely one I would never forget. The Windy Pines wasn’t so bad after all.

 

Chapter 3

 

I opened my eyes, yawned, and stretched as I woke up. It was still dark outside, but the sun was slowly coming over the horizon. As all boys and men do, I had morning wood. I would have to wait a bit for it to soften some before I could use the bathroom. So, I decided to go sit on the porch and watch the sky change colors as the sun rose. 

The weather outside was perfect, not too hot, and not too cold. I sat on the porch steps and watched the sun. While I was sitting there, I remembered what Sara and my mom had told me yesterday. Sara would probably be doing the same thing if she were awake. I decided to take advantage of being the only one awake and jerk off. I looked over my shoulder into the dark cabin, making sure no one was up and moving around. 

I leaned my back against the porch railing and slowly started to enjoy the movement of my hand as it traveled up and down my dick. I watched my hand as I worked. I didn’t think of anything or anyone, just enjoying the sensations and watching as clear precum started to leak from the slightly darker mushroom shaped tip. I was getting close to cumming when I heard someone come outside. My hand froze and I turned my head only to see my mom, with a steaming cup of coffee, sit down on the porch swing. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you,” Mom said. Her voice was soft enough that only I could hear her. “You can finish, I know how you boys are in the morning.”

At that moment, I found it hard to swallow. My hand was still wrapped around my dick, but it was frozen in place. My dick was shiny from the precum, making the head glisten. I started to tentatively stroke my dick again. I thought for a moment that moms’ arrival would have shut down my fast-approaching orgasm. To my surprise it didn’t if anything I felt a lot closer.

Mom sat their sipper her coffee, while her eyes were locked onto my hand-covered dick. That fact turned me on further and I noticed her nipples harden. She was getting turned on watching me. My breathing increased and I could feel my balls ready to release. My hand was now a blur, racing up and down my slick, smooth shaft. I grunted and three quick ropes of milky white cum shot out from my dick, landing on the porch a couple feet or so in front of me.

“Oh my!” mom exclaimed as she watched me cum for the first time.

“Wow,” I heard my sister say. I was so focused on what I was doing I didn’t even hear her open the door. I turned to see Sara holding the door open, with a surprised look on her face. “I just came to tell you dad is in the bathroom.” Sara smiled at mom, and then me before she headed back inside.

“That was a heck of a show. Feel better?” mom asked. 

“Yeah, I do.”

“Good, now go inside and clean up. Your hand is covered in your… stuff. Breakfast will be ready shortly,” Mom laughed and went inside. 

After everyone finished breakfast, Sara and I cleared off the table. We heard a car door close, followed by muffled voices outside. 

“I think they made it,” dad said to mom. 

“You two hurry up so you can come meet the McDaniel’s,” Mom told us before she and Dad headed outside. 

With the door shut behind them, we couldn’t hear what anyone was saying. Sara and I went about our chore of doing the dishes together. This time I washed, and she dried then put everything away. It didn’t take us long. Once we were done, we both went to join our parents and meet the McDaniels. 

Outside we found mom and dad talking to a couple that looked close to their age, mid to late thirties. I didn’t see any kids at first, but then two kids came out the front door of their cabin and grabbed more bags from their SUV. I noticed the boy first. He was tall with medium length blonde hair. He was easily older than Sara or me by a couple years. 

His little sister looked to be the same age as Sara, maybe a year older. She had long blonde hair like her brother, but she was much shorter than him. She was beautiful. Just the thought of her being naked had the assumed effect on me. I got really nervous and tried to hide behind my parents. 

“These must be the kids we’ve heard so much about,” the man said. “Hello, I’m Jim and this is my wife, Laura.” 

“Hi, nice to meet you,” my sister replied with a happy lilt in her voice. 

“Hello,” I said, still feeling shy due to my current condition. If Jim and Laura noticed, they didn’t say anything which I was grateful for. 

“Tom, Jenny, come here and meet Sam and Sara. Don’t worry about the bags right now, say hello and then you can take them inside and get comfortable,” Laura said to her kids. 

Tom and Jenny came over to say hello. Jenny looked amazing in her yellow sundress while Tom was wearing shorts and a loose black T-shirt. “Hey, I’m Tom and this is my little sister Jenny. Did you guys get here last night?” Tom asked. 

“Yes, we actually got here in the afternoon,” Sara chimed in right away, smiling ear to ear. 

“Cool, we’ll have to hang out later. Maybe we can go down to the pool, if you two are up for it,” Jenny said in an airy sing-song voice. 

“Sure, sounds great, right Sam?” 

“Yeah, sure. I want to jump off the high board. It looks fun,” I replied. 

“Great, we’ll be out in a bit. We are going to get changed and then have a quick bite to eat,” Tom said. They both went back to the SUV and grabbed their things before they headed inside.

The two sets of parents ended their conversations after having made plans to meet up later for lunch. From what mom and dad told us, they would be joining us at the pool, though they would probably spend most of their time in the hot tub with Jim and Laura. Our grandparents would probably join them as well when they arrived. When they got too hot, they would all get out and jump into the pool to cool off. Then back into the hot tub and do it all over again. At Least that's what Mom and Dad told me.

When I went back inside, I went straight to the bathroom and jumped in the shower. The shower was about the size of a phone booth, with barely enough room to wash your own back without your elbows slamming into the walls. There was enough room for me to jerk off again though and soon my dick was back to normal. 

Done with the shower, I got out and started to dry off. There were only two towels which we had to share between the four of us. Sara was knocking on the door, trying to get me to hurry up so she could get ready too. The minute I opened the door, Sara rushed in, nearly knocking me on my butt in her haste. 

“Sorry,” I heard her say through the now closed door. I heard water start running in the shower right when she apologized.

I headed into the main room and sat down on my bed. I picked up my book, found my spot, and started to read. I only got to finish a single chapter in this time when Sara came out of the bathroom, dried and ready for a trip to the pool. 

“Do we need to bring our towels to the pool?” I asked.

“No, mom told me there’s a huge pile of them down there. We’ll use those anytime we use the pool or hot tub. When we’re done with them, there’s a big basket for us to throw them in to be washed,” Sara answered. I nodded. 

There was a knock at our door. 

“That’s got to be Tom and Jenny. You ready to go?” she asked me, as she walked over to open the door. 

“Yeah, let’s go.”

Sara opened the door and there stood Tom and Jenny, naked. We went outside and then the four of us started walking towards the pool together. I noticed Sara sneaking glances at Tom. I had to say he was a good-looking guy. I couldn’t take my eyes off Jenny. She was only a couple inches taller than me. Even though she was maybe sixteen at the most, she had the body of someone in their twenties. 

Her narrow waist, the flair of her hips, and fullness of her butt was almost hypnotic. Couple that with the most incredible pair of boobs I had ever seen, she was in a word, perfect. Her boobs were larger than my mother’s and somehow just as perky as Sara’s but didn’t have the cone shape. Oh no, hers’ were full and round. Her slightly darker nipples stood out proudly, slightly upturned. She, like all the women I had seen so far at The Windy Pines, shaved her pussy. I have only seen two others naked, but three for three was pretty good. 

Jenny caught me looking at her, and just smiled and giggled. I saw her eyes dart down toward my waist and quickly back up to meet my eyes. She smirked and kept on walking next to Sara, with Jenny on one side and Tom on the other. The three of them talked as if they had known each other forever. Meanwhile I brought up the rear, which wasn’t a bad place to be. Seeing Jenny’s amazing butt wiggle and move with each step, even my sisters, was beautiful. 

When the four of us made it to the pool, Tom and I went straight for the high board. The girls both went for the low one. It was like there was a race to get into the water. Tom reached off the top board with me only a few steps behind. I jumped off the side of the board and we both crashed into the water below. We were quickly followed by the girls, all four of us were in the water below the diving boards before any of us even made it to the edge to get out and do it all over again. 

Tom climbed out first and made his way back to the ladder then up to the high board. Sara was next, then Jenny, and then me. Seeing both girls wet, and glistening was a showstopper. My dick grew hard fast, although I was surprised it didn’t get hard sooner. My session in the shower must have helped stave off any reactions. Both girls noticed right away though. By reflex my hands went to cover myself but I stopped and tried to relax. I told myself that I was going to be okay and that I didn’t need to hide it. I went back to the ladder for the high board to jump off again.

We all jumped off the diving boards again, a half dozen times each. Sometimes on the high board and sometimes on the low one. By the time we were done both sets of parents were lounging in the hot tub, watching their kids enjoy the pool. I still had a raging erection, and I was surprised to see that Tom did too. Tom’s was much larger than mine. If I had to guess, he was over six inches for sure. He also had a well-kept patch of blonde pubic hair that wrapped around the base of his shaft. 

Jenny saw me looking and said, “yeah, he gets them too. It’s not a big deal. Sometimes he does something about it and sometimes he doesn’t. I think he likes people looking at it, Sara especially I would say.” Sara flushed a deep crimson at Jenny’s words and Tom started to fidget. Seems she was right. “My dad gets them sometimes, but not like you two apparently,” she finished and laughed at our predicaments. Sara giggled too. 

“Let’s go get in the hot tub for a bit. Then we can show you two some cool places to hang out, sound good?” Tom said, trying to change the subject. 

“Yeah, sounds like a plan,” I quickly replied, following his lead.

The four of us stepped into the hot tub and our parents just sat there, patiently waiting for us to get settled. 

“Tom, how old are you now?” my dad asked.

“I am seventeen, but will be eighteen this weekend,” Tom said proudly, a broad smile on his face. 

“So that makes you, fifteen or sixteen Jenny?” my dad asked her. 

“I am fifteen, I won’t be sixteen until the winter,” She replied. 

“Oh okay, I was thinking you were older than Sara, but you are both fifteen. Sam is only fourteen.”

“Oh, so you are going to be a freshman this year?” Jenny asked. I nodded. “Cool.” 

I wasn’t sure how long exactly we hung out in the hot tub and the pool again, but when we were finally done, we all said it was enough collectively, all our hands and feet were beyond wrinkly. We headed over to the communal eating area and sat down at one of the tables. There were PB&J sandwiches for us to eat and cold cans of coke. We ate, talked, and enjoyed each other’s company until Tom declared it time to go check out his and Jenny’s favorite hangouts. I was really starting to like The Windy Pines. Seeing both the girls walking, more like bouncing excitedly, just further reinforced my opinion of the place.

Chapter 4

 

Tom and Jenny led the way as we left the pool and hot tub area. Our parents decided to stay a bit longer, as they wanted to wait for my grandparents to get there before they headed back to the cabins. There were goodbyes exchanged but the four of us kids were eager to get away from the adults. Tom and Jenny quickly led us into the trees and away from the communal gathering places. 

“I think you two are going to like this,” Jenny said, as a smile bloomed on her face. 

“Most of the kids will hang out here if they aren’t by the pool,” Tom quickly added.

Maybe a hundred yards or so later we came to a decent sized clearing. In the middle of the clearing lay a pool of awful smelling water. I’ve smelled rotten eggs with a more inviting or welcoming aroma than this place. Tom noticed my scrunched-up face, a natural reaction to the smell wafting through the clearing I thought. 

Jenny laughed and said, “It’s a natural hot spring. There are a couple of them around here. This one though, is the biggest. We can fit almost twenty people in it at one time!” By the tone of her voice, she was obviously excited. 

“You will get used to the smell, I promise,” Tom offered. 

“Are you sure, it smells awful!” Sara asked, her face made it look like she didn’t believe a word Tom said. 

 “Yeah, like rotten eggs left out in the hot humid sun,” I finished.

Both Tom and Jenny were laughing hard at the face’s Sara, and I were making. Never mind the fact that both of us had pinched our noses closed with our thumbs and forefingers. It was a futile endeavor as we could still smell it through our closed nostrils. Worse, we could now taste it. Ack, it was terrible. The one good thing about the smell, there was no way I was going to get hard here. Not a chance. 

Tom and Jenny both waded into the pool. It was deep enough in the center to cover their heads, but they only went out far enough for the stinky, hot water to go up to their necks. I didn’t understand how they could have their noses that close to the water! 

Tom and Jenny waved us in. “Come on, the water is great. You will love it once you get used to it. I swear,” Jenny said, her voice sweet and alluring. That wasn’t fair at all in my opinion. I had no misgivings that she knew what she was doing with her voice sounding like that. 

“Fine,” I huffed and looked at Sara. Her eyes were as big as saucers, as she watched me slowly enter the water. Eventually I made it out to Tom and Jenny, the water up to my neck. I didn’t have to go as far in to get that deep, I was short, but that put me right next to Jenny. I was fine with that. 

“You three seriously expect me to walk into that… water?” Sara asked. From the tone of her voice, she almost sounded offended. I know my nose was offended, but it was slowly being convinced it wasn’t as bad as it initially thought.

“Come on, Sara. I did it, so can you. The water actually feels really good, surprisingly. It’s even hotter than the hot tub by the pool,” I replied confidently.

“Ugh, fine. But if I smell like that later tonight...” She never finished her thought. Regardless, she waded out to join Tom, Jenny, and me in the hot, albeit smelly water. 

Almost the minute Sara entered the water and joined us, her complaints stopped. We floated, splashed, and even played a game of chicken. Siblings against siblings. I felt bad for Sara. She offered to be the bottom, but I refused as any gentleman would. She then jumped on my shoulders and was a full head lower than Jenny was on her brother’s shoulders. It was a losing combination and the two of us crashed into the water multiple times. 

When we all finally exited the pool, the four of us were exhausted. We parted ways, agreeing to meet again for dinner. Sara and I split off from Tom and Jenny just before we reached our cabins. I didn’t know about Sara, but I needed to pee something awful. 

“Gotta go,” I declared as we reached our front door and raced to the bathroom. 

“No, you don’t,” Sara said and tried to grab any part of me to slow me down. She missed because she was in a fit of giggles. I was laughing the whole way until I slammed the door closed and then proceeded to use the toilet. 

“What did you think of Tom and Jenny?” I heard Sara ask through the closed door. 

“They are really nice.” 

“Yeah, we had fun, didn’t we?” 

“Of course. I never expected anything like this when we left home yesterday.”

Sara was quiet after that. She must have been thinking about something. I quickly flushed, then washed and dried my hands. When I opened the door, Sara again barged in and slammed the door on my face as I turned to harass her. I didn’t wait at the door for her to finish. Instead, I went and grabbed my book, then headed out to the porch swing. It was surprisingly comfortable for a wooden swing without any padding on the seat. The gentle swinging motion it provided was enjoyable.

Sara came and joined me on the porch until our parents came home. They asked how we were, we told them we were good, and then mom asked us if we wanted something to drink. Dad sat down in one of the old chairs as mom went inside to get drinks for everyone. 

Mom brought out glasses of ice water for everyone. We then sat back and enjoyed the afternoon. Mom told us they had invited the McDaniel’s to dinner, so we waited for them to show up. The sun was falling quickly when Tom, Jenny, and their parents showed up at our cabin. 

Dinner was good, mom made burgers. Well, Dad actually grilled them, but mom shaped the burger patties. She also prepared a pasta salad and baked beans. When it was time for everyone to take their seats at the table, Sara took one right next to me. That was strange, but the reason for her choice made sense when she leaned over and whispered to me.

“Did you see Jim’s dick?”

“Huh, what are you talking about?”

“He was almost hard; did you see it?” 

“No. Why would I look at his dick?”

She didn’t reply. I was curious though if he was getting an erection. I wasn’t going to look, but I was curious. I had seen him earlier when we were at the pool. He looked to be average or so. My dad seemed to be bigger, but what did I know? 

We all ate and had a good time. Dad and Jim drank a couple beers, even mom and Laura had one each. The conversation was light-hearted and entertaining. We started to hear voices outside before we finished. It sounded like there were people walking around. More folks must have shown up while we were inside having dinner. 

When everyone was done, it was up to me and Sara to clean up the dishes, again. When everyone got up from the table, I did let my eyes wander and see that Jim did indeed have a chub. He wasn’t hard-hard, but he was definitely not soft. I mentioned it to Sara as we got to work scrubbing the plates and forks. 

For the rest of the evening the two families lounged out on the front porch. There weren’t enough seats for everyone, so the adults used the formal seating while us kids sat on the steps and on the floor. Through the night, we saw several different couples walking down the path by our cabin. We waved, they waved back. Sometimes we said hello and sometimes they returned it. 

At some point during the evening, both Tom and I had full-fledged erections. Tom excused himself, saying “I need to go pee.” He got up and headed back to his family's cabin at a brisk pace. I used the same line, but my dad beat me to it and was already heading in that direction. 

“Do you really need to go use the bathroom or are you just trying to hide your erection?” mom asked. 

“I was going to go, deal with it, like Tom is,” I replied. 

“You know you don’t have to.”

“I know mom, I know.”

“Then just enjoy the evening with us. Jim and Laura aren’t going to care about your erection. I bet Jenny won’t either.” When mom said that my eyes sought out Jenny. I noticed that she was blushing fiercely. She might not mind, but she noticed. No doubt about it.

“Don’t worry about it Sam, no one else does, you shouldn’t either,” Laura said. Jim nodded in agreement to his wife. Jenny still thought there was something very interesting on the floor. 

I was embarrassed that my dick was now the topic of conversation with everyone, but I wasn’t panicked about it. 

“I was going to go take care of it, no big deal.” I answered. My mom and Laura just laughed.

“I vividly remember when Jim and I dragged Tom along with us the first time here to Windy Pines. He hadn’t turned fourteen yet and refused to leave the cabin. On his birthday Jim and I forced him outside so we could celebrate. It took some convincing, but finally he did. That was his first time, ever, being naked in front of anyone. We wear clothes all the time at home, unlike you. As you can imagine, Tom had a boner right away. He was so funny about it, I thought he was going to need medical help because he started hyperventilating.” Everyone laughed at that comment, me included, even though I felt bad for Tom. 

“We had to go through the whole thing about how to handle it. What to do if it happens, all that stuff. So don’t worry about it if you have to go through the same thing. Your mom already told me about it this morning. If you manage that, then you have nothing to worry or be ashamed about.” Laura finished with a confident and motherly tone in her voice. I felt relaxed and at ease after listening to her explanation. 

After that, no one paid attention to my dick. Sure, everyone looked, but no one mentioned it or gave me a sideways look. The conversation did talk about dicks, and erections, but thankfully my name was never mentioned. Later that night, I decided I wanted to go for a walk. Tom must have decided to stay home, so it was up to Sara and Jenny to join me. Luckily, they both readily agreed. So, the three of us went for a nice leisurely night-time stroll. 

We hadn’t gone that far when Jenny asked, “are you really worried about your dick?” 

I looked at her and shrugged. 

“You have a nice-looking dick, especially when it’s hard. I like how you shave just like we do.” She indicated Sara and her. Both of them did shave, and it was glorious. 

“He doesn’t shave Jen,” Sara said, quietly as if that would help my feelings. 

“Really, but he is only a year younger than us?” Jenny asked

“Yeah, I was really sick for a long time after I was born. The doctors said it slowed some things down on my development. So far, it’s only puberty that was delayed and thankfully not my brain.” I laughed at my own joke, they didn’t though. 

“So, your dick and balls are just smooth like that all the time?” Jenny exclaimed and I just nodded. “That’s not fair, I have to shave a couple times a week. If I don’t do it often enough it itches something awful.” 

“Yeah, I don’t have to. Not yet at least.”

“You’re lucky.”

I didn’t respond to that. I just kept walking with the two girls flanked on either side of me. It was hard not to watch their boobs bounce. My dick was already hard from earlier, but they didn’t seem to mind at all. Jenny actually just smiled when she caught me checking her boobs out. I was really tempted to jerk off right there.

“Do you want to masturbate? It will help,” Jenny said. The thought of cumming in front of her took my dick to a new level of hardness I had never experienced before. Almost instantly precum started to leak from the tip.

“I think he does,” Sara said, laughing and pointing toward my now pulsing dick. Jenny giggled as well, but it was a shy giggle, if that was even possible at that moment. 

“Go on Sam, stroke that dick and cum for us,” Sara said. I was floored by her statement. 

“Now?”

“Yeah, go ahead. No one is going to mind, and I think Jenny wants to see it too.”

I looked at Jenny who nodded. Well, I guess it was going to happen eventually, might as well be now. We moved over into some trees, and I started to slowly stroke my hard dick in front of them. Both girls started to move their hands as well. Sara was grabbing and squeezing one of her boobs and Jenny was rubbing her clit while she watched every single thing I did with rapt attention. 

I started to breathe faster as I got closer to climax. Jenny started moaning softly and Sara’s chest flushed red. Sara was really working her boob hard with one hand while the other was a blur as she played with her smooth, perfect, pussy. 

“Oh, oh fu--,” I said and started to cum. 

“Oh god. Yes!” Jenny exclaimed as she tipped over the edge as well.

Sara didn’t make a sound except for some muffled whimpers. The three of us orgasmed together. It was amazing. I had never seen a girl cum in person. Sure, I had seen porn, but this was different! Four streams of cum shot out from the head of my dick almost hitting Sara, but it looked like at that moment; she wouldn’t have cared. Jenny moaned again and stumbled, nearly falling on her butt. Sara just froze, her eyes closed tightly. She looked like she was going to have a seizure. 

It took a few moments for the three of us to gain some composure. When we did, all three of us headed back to the cabins. I beyond tired. It was completely dark now. It was getting too hard to see where we were going, let alone what we might be stepping on. Sara and I said goodbye to a flushed Jenny as we walked by her house and headed to our own for the rest of the evening. Mom and Dad were still gently rocking in the porch swing together. Jim and Laura had apparently called it a night as well. 

“Did you have a nice walk?” Mom asked when we stepped onto the porch. 

“We did, didn’t we, Sam,” Sara said, looking at me with a knowing look.

“Yeah, it was really nice,” I replied with a smile.

“Good, it’s about time to go in and get some sleep.” Mom yawned as she finished her thought and then said, “speaking of which. Honey, let’s go get some sleep before I fall asleep out here and you have to carry me in.” Dad just laughed and got up. He stretched and it was impossible not to notice that his dick had swelled. It wasn’t a full-on erection, but it was definitely growing. 

“Goodnight, Sara and I will be right behind you.” We were right behind them; I fell onto my bed and was sound asleep before I knew what was happening.

Chapter 5

 

I woke up feeling refreshed. The sun was already brightening the day. Sara was sitting up in her bed, stretching with a happy sounding groan. My mind flashed back to the walk with her and Jenny. As I smiled to myself, Sara’s eyes caught mine. I could see the corner of her lip raised in a sly smirk. 

“Morning,” I said

“Hi, I slept like a baby,” she replied. 

“My too. We should probably get up though.” Sara nodded her agreement and we both got out of bed. 

No sooner had we both stood up, we heard a moan coming from outside. Both of our eyes went round in surprise as we looked at each other. Sara put a finger to her lips and motioned for me to follow her. We snuck over to the front door and peered outside. Mom and Dad were sitting on the porch swing. Mom had her hand wrapped around Dad’s hard dick, slowly moving it up and down. Her hand was covered in fresh, milky cum. 

Dad’s head was leaning back, his eyes were closed, and he had a blissful smile on his face. Mom was smiling as well when she noticed Sara and I standing in the doorway. “Good morning, how did you sleep?” she asked us. 

“It was good. I think we were more tired than we thought,” Sara answered. 

Mom smiled brightly and Dad opened his eyes to see us standing there as well. He had a lazy smile on his face too. “You can come out and join us. I’m going in to start breakfast and your dad will be going in to take a shower.” Mom had yet to let go of Dad’s dick. When he stood up, she finally relented and took her hand away. 

“Thanks babe. I’m going to jump in the shower. I should be done when breakfast is ready.” Dad bent down and kissed Mom on the lips and then strolled inside. His dick was shrinking back down but was still heavy enough to sway as he walked. Mom watched him go and when he was out of sight, she turned on the two of us now sitting in the rockers. 

“Sara, can you run and grab me a towel so I can clean this up?” Mom asked, showing Sara her hand. Sara giggled and got up without a second thought to help mom. I just sat there and watched the exchange, still surprised at what I had seen. 

“You, ok?” Mom asked with a concerned tone.

“What, oh. Yeah, I’m fine.”

“I just wanted to check. I didn’t want what your dad and I were doing…” she waved her cum covered hand. “Make you uncomfortable.”

“Oh. No, that didn’t bother me. I was just a bit surprised. I’ve never seen you or Dad in a sexual situation before. I was just taken aback.” 

“Here you go mom,” Sara said, her voice cheery as she handed Mom a damp washcloth. She then sat down next to Mom on the swing, taking the spot Dad had used earlier. 

“Thank you,” Mom replied and started cleaning off her hand. When she was finished, she wadded up the washcloth and put it in her lap. “So, what are you two up to today?” I just shrugged; I didn’t have any plans.

“We’ll probably hang out with Tom and Jenny again. I have no idea what we will do though. Maybe go to the pool, I’m not sure,” Sara answered. 

Mom smiled at the two of us and said, “Have fun, but don’t do anything foolish. There are too many ways to get hurt out here if you aren’t careful. Okay?” 

Sara and I agreed. We sat with mom for a short while longer and chatted. Eventually she went inside, leaving Sara and I alone on the porch. We decided to wait and see what Tom and Jenny were up to before we headed out anywhere. We looked over at the McDaniel’s cabin, all the lights were still off. They were still asleep, like most of the camp. There were a couple people walking here and there, but that was it. 

Shortly after Sara and I had cleaned up after breakfast, there was a knock on the door. Sara and I turned to each other and smiled; we knew it had to be them. We both went to the door and Sara opened it to see Jenny standing there, a big smile on her face. 

“Morning,” Jenny said, her soft voice sounding happy. 

“Hi, where is Tom?” I asked looking past Jenny, but not seeing anyone. 

“A couple of his friends from school and their families got here last night. He is going to be hanging out with them today. We might see them though.” She didn’t seem bothered that her brother wasn’t going to be with us at all. If anything, she looked pleased. I couldn’t help but smile at her bouncy happy energy. Her bouncing boobs had the usual effect. She noticed and laughed. She grabbed our hands and pulled us away from the cabins and into the trees.

Jenny led us straight to the hot spring. This time we weren’t alone though. There was an older couple enjoying the hot mineral waters as well. They weren’t old, maybe late teens early twenties, definitely older than us though. They turned and watched us when they heard our arrival. The girl smiled at seeing us, the guy looked like we had just ruined some great plan of his and was not pleased about it. The three of us just ignored them and waded out into the water. 

We spent most of the morning in the water. We did take breaks to cool off but were back in the water just as quickly. We had splash fights and chased each other around. There were dunk attempts and wrestling which led to quite a bit of groping, either by accident or on purpose. I had gotten a handful of both girls' butts and even their boobs. Their soft smooth skin made me want to touch and explore all of Jenny’s curves. I wanted to explore Sara’s too. 

They weren’t the only ones getting groped either. My butt and dick were grabbed, squeezed, and brushed up against many times. It startled me the first time or two, but then I just enjoyed the attention. I was really close to cumming a couple times during the shenanigans. It was different and exciting not knowing who it was touching me each time. It’s safe to say I had an amazing time and didn’t want it to end, but it did.

We were the only ones in the water when we finally decided to head to the pool area, as well as see about getting some lunch and to rinse the mineral water off our bodies. On our way though, we passed Tom and his two friends who all ignored us completely. Jenny just rolled her eyes after our two groups passed each other. “Don’t worry about him. He gets like that when his friends are here,” Jenny said.

There were a handful of kids playing in the pool and five pairs of adults in the hot tub, keeping an eye on everything. The girls and I went straight to the outdoor showers to rinse off. I took one shower head while the girls shared one. I loved seeing them both all wet. It was a lot more sexual and seductive watching them wash off the grime from the spring. Beautiful, incredibly beautiful. I needed to go and jerk off...badly.

I had gotten used to having an erection around Jenny and my family, even Tom. Now I was around a lot of people I didn’t know, and I felt a bit self-conscious. I didn’t see my parents or Jenny’s around either. I wondered where they were for a moment, they might be with grandma and grandpa. Speaking of which, I hadn’t seen either of them yet. That was pretty surprising. 

Doing my best to ignore any looks I got, the three of us went to the diving boards and took turns flipping and flopping into the water. Our mission became, who can make the biggest splash. The secondary goal was to see if we could splash all the way to the hot tub or any innocent bystanders that happened to walk by. A few of the other kids, boys, caught on to what we were doing and joined in. 

Even with my mind distracted with splashes, judging said splashes and giving advice on how to create a more spectacular splash, my Dick had stayed rock hard. To my relief, so were the other boys who had joined us on our quest. Both of them looked to be around sixteen. They had thick dark hair surrounding the base of their dicks, as well as dark hair on their legs. Another thing I was lacking. 

No one seemed to care about the boys’ dicks or what state they were in. Sure, people looked. Some even openly stared. One of the guys, slightly heavy, but not fat, even did a little shake as if to show off his erection to everyone while he stood on the edge of the high board. That got a couple laughs from the spectators. He raced to the back of the board, then ran before he launched himself into the air and hit the water, creating the biggest splash yet. It didn’t quite make it to the hot tub, but the parents took notice. They all shifted positions to get a few feet further away from the potential incoming water. 

We finally had enough of the pool and the three of us went to get some lunch. All of our parents were there eating, as well as my grandparents. When grandma saw us, she jumped up and came over to give Sara and I a big hug. Sara was enveloped first, and I was second. I tried to shift and turn so my dick didn’t touch my grandma, but it was no use. She squeezed me tightly to her voluptuous, but older frame.

“I see someone is having a good time,” my grandma said, and winked at me with a knowing smile. 

“Grandma,” I groaned, but she just laughed. Everyone else did too that was within earshot. Thankfully, that was just my family and Jenny’s, minus Tom. They had seen me like this enough that I didn’t really care. 

“Come sit down and eat. There is enough for the three of you over here,” Mom called out and waved us over with her arm. 

Everyone sat around the table, eating their fill of cold sandwiches and potato chips. The grownups conversed, mostly about The Windy Pines, which Grandpa was more than happy to talk about at length. He also explained that a piece of land was coming up for sale, which he was thinking about buying. It bordered the northern side of the camp and he said it would give us a lot more space. Excited conversation took over. When Sara, Jenny, and I finished our lunches, we excused ourselves and told them we would meet up with them later for dinner. They all waved goodbye and told us to be safe.

Late in the afternoon, the three of us were just wandering around through the trees. Jenny and Sara were whispering about something I couldn’t hear. They would giggle and then start whispering again. I was starting to get annoyed, so I turned to them and asked, “What are you two going on about?”

“Nothing,” they both said at the same time. 

“I don’t believe you, what is it?”

“Well, we were talking about last night,” Jenny said, her cheeks flushing. Sara put her hands in front of her face as if to hide herself. “We were wondering if we could both, um, watch you again. It was too dark to really see last night and—” Jenny trailed off not finishing her thought. 

“Why do you want to watch me again?” 

“We both liked it. Watching you do it, I mean. I’ve seen my brother do it and even caught my dad one time. It was fun to see them, but with you it’s different,” Jenny finished. She sounded really shy and nervous, yet hopeful and excited at the same time. 

“Fine, here?” I asked and they both eagerly nodded, big smiles on their faces. 

I took my hard dick in hand and started slowly stroking it as I stood in front of them. Long slow strokes from the base to the tip. It didn’t take long for the clear precum to start leaking out. It was quickly used as lubrication as my pace started to pick up. The head of my dick started to darken from the added blood being pumped into it. I was as hard as I could get. 

Jenny and Sara’s eyes never left the hand that was pumping my dick. Sara was biting her lower lip, and her nipples were hard. She had a flush on her chest and on the tops of her tanned boobs. Jenny’s hands were fidgeting constantly and then she asked, “can I touch it?” 

My hand stopped instantly as I looked at Jenny with a surprised expression. She didn’t look up right away. Not until she realized I wasn’t going to start stroking my dick again. Her eyes met mine with a curious look on her face. I just nodded and moved my hand away as she stepped up and gently took my dick in her hand. She started squeezing it lightly, feeling it’s hardness. 

“It’s really hard, but so soft and smooth at the same time,” Jenny announced for Sara’s benefit. Sara got next to Jenny and watched every move her hand made as Jenny explored my length. The feeling of Jenny’s hand on my dick was almost more than I could take. I was holding my breath and trying to clench every muscle in my body to help prolong this experience. 

Jenny was stroking me slowly when she said, “You should feel it, Sara. Have you touched a guy before?” Sara shook her head. “Is it okay Sam if she touches you. It’s okay if you say no., I asked Tom one time when he was jerking off and he said no way,” Jenny asked sweetly.

Sara took my silence for acceptance and grabbed my dick before I could stop her, not that I wanted to. Now both girls were stroking me, working in tandem. Jenny let go of my dick and moved to touch my balls. Feeling them and running her hand and across the smooth sensitive skin. Her other hand was now on my butt as she kneaded it and enjoyed it. At that moment, I was in heaven.

I felt the pressure and tingle in my balls, signaling that I was going to orgasm really soon. 

“Ooh, unghh,” I started to moan; I couldn’t stop myself. 

“Are you close?” Sara asked me, her anxiousness evident because she was now stroking me faster. 

“Oh god, yes! Oh shit,” I exclaimed, overwhelmed in pure bliss.

Jenny’s hand quickly came back to join Sara’s and the two worked together seamlessly to bring me to a huge climax. It happened so fast I couldn’t even warn them. I just started shooting thick ropes of cum, all of it landing on the girl's legs. They both gasped when I started cumming and neither one moved when the first jet of cum hit their legs. 

“Holy shit. That was amazing!” Jenny said quietly. 

“He got it on us,” Sara said, giggling as she pointed to the cum slowly running down their legs. “Thank you, Sam. That was a lot of fun. Did you like it, was it okay that I did that?” Sara asked, seeming a little worried now after the fact. It was one thing for my sister to see and tease me about masturbating, but her hand doing it for me, that was something else entirely.

“Yes, it was great. Amazing. Thank you, both of you,” I said, still trying to catch my breath. 

“You’re welcome, maybe we can do that again soon,” Jenny said with a smile.

When we got back to Sara and my cabin, the plan was to sneak in and clean ourselves up to get rid of any evidence. That plan failed the minute we stepped on our porch. Mom came out the front door and we all stopped dead in our tracks. Mom, sensing something was up, scanned us and her eyes got huge when she saw the girls legs. She looked into each of our eyes, one at a time. Having come to whatever decision she was going to make said, “Go inside before anyone sees you and get cleaned up.” 

Sara and Jenny raced to the bathroom and slammed the door, the shower turning on a moment later. Mom turned back and looked at me questioningly. “So, do some exploring, I take it?” she asked, one eyebrow up. 

“Um, we uh, I mean, kind of,” I said, my voice trailing off 

“Did they force you in any way?”

“What, no!” I yelled. “They just wanted to see it and watch me. You know,” I finished. 

“Hmm. Okay then. You would tell me if they wanted you or made you do something you didn’t want to do, right?” she asked quietly, concern now obvious in her tone. I nodded. “As soon as they are done in there. You need to go clean up too. It’s pretty obvious you were, up to something,” she said, indicating my dick that was still shiny and a bit flushed red from rubbing. “Later tonight, after dinner, we are going to have a talk.” With that, Mom left the cabin with a small smile on her face and me standing there alone. 

I was worried about the talk, but it had been an amazing day and I could wait for it to happen again!

 

Chapter 6

 

After Sara and I finished cleaning up dinner, we headed out to the porch to our awaiting parents. I had told Sara what Mom said when she and Jenny came out of the bathroom earlier. Sara was startled and Jenny chuckled. She actually laughed. I couldn’t believe it. 

“Don’t worry about it. You two will be fine, trust me,” Jenny said and then left. We didn’t even get a chance to ask her what she meant by that. 

When we all sat down to dinner, Mom said she wanted to talk to us after we were done with the dishes. She didn’t talk about it anymore while we ate. With the dishes cleaned, we headed to the porch to face the music. We were both nervous and more than a little fidgety. Mom and Dad, as usual, were sitting on the porch swing. Dad had his arm around Mom’s shoulders, as she leaned into him with her hand on his leg. 

Sara and I took our usual places in the old rockers. Looking at Mom and Dad, we waited for the proverbial hammer to drop. Mom then whispered something into Dad’s ear. They both chuckled quietly and then he nodded. Whatever she said, he agreed with it. Sara and I had no idea what it was though or what that meant. 

“So, what have you two been up to today?” Mom asked with a sly, confident smirk on her face. Sara and I went wide eyed in an instant. 

Sara managed to get control of herself long before I did and said, “Nothing much. We went down to the hot spring and then had fun playing at the pool with everyone else. After that we walked through the trees and explored a bit.” Her even, nonchalant tone was shockingly composed, and she said it all with a straight face. 

“Oh, did you find anything exciting during your adventure?” Mom asked. There was a battle of wits taking place. Mom appeared to be relishing in it though. 

“A couple things actually, nothing dangerous though. We had fun, no big deal,” Sara quickly quipped back. 

My dad and I stayed silent during the exchange. He obviously knew what was going on and I wasn’t dumb enough to get in the middle of it. Well, barely. The two of us just sat back and watched the verbal sparring match.

“Oh, how exciting. Was it something to just watch or was it something you had to take, in hand?” Mom tried to hide the smile as she said, “in hand.” She managed it, barely. Sara on the other hand, went beet red.

Sara lowered her head and looked at her hands, as if they were suddenly very interesting. This was her universal sign of surrender it seemed for this battle. Mom waited a few moments, making sure Sara didn’t have anything else to say. When she was satisfied Sara was done, she said, “So, let’s talk about what happened. You aren’t in trouble, so don’t worry about that, okay?” Mom said in a kind, gentle voice. That brought Sara’s chin up so she could look Mom in the eye. 

“Sara, please tell your dad and I what happened,” Mom said. Sara nodded, her cheeks flushing. 

“We were walking through the trees and Jenny wanted to watch Sam, um, jerk off. She said she had been watching Sam’s dick all day. It was hard not to see it. He had an erection for hours and hours.” Sara paused, looking over at me. I gave her a small smile of support. “Jenny and I talked about it; we were quiet so Sam wouldn’t hear us. Jenny told me she had caught her brother masturbating a few times and watched him. She even saw her dad do it too. She asked me if I thought Sam would do it for us, again.” When Sara said again, both Mom and Dad’s eyes had a surprised look in them. Sara continued her telling, “yeah, last night Sam jerked off in the woods. It was dark and we couldn’t really see. Which was why Jenny and I wanted him to do it again. In the daylight.”

Mom was nodding with an understanding look on her face. Dad had leaned back and seemed a lot more relaxed now than he was a moment before. Mom then spoke up, “there is nothing wrong with being curious. Especially at your age. Sam did it on the porch, right in front of me the other morning. You saw the end result Sara. I am not ashamed to say I watched Sam do it. He is a handsome boy. So, what happened next?”

“Well, Sam got tired of us whispering and asked what we were talking about so Jenny told him. She asked if he would do it for us and he agreed.” 

“How did the two of you end up with his cum running down your legs?” 

Sara blushed fiercely, but continued, “Jenny asked if she could touch his dick. Sam let her. She was excited and told me how it felt. I wanted to feel it too. One thing led to another and then Jenny and I were giving him a hand job. We were standing right in front of him when his cum shot out and landed on our legs.”

I vividly remembered every detail of what happened as Sara told the story. When she was done, I was rock hard, and I wasn’t the only one. Mom noticed immediately and her hand went from Dad’s thigh to being wrapped around his dick, which was standing straight up. 

Sara’s eyes were going back and forth between my dick and Mom’s hand on Dad’s dick. Sara had both of her hand’s between her legs, but her legs were tightly closed together. This was my real look of my dad’s dick when it was hard. He was seven inches or so, but thick as Mom’s fingers barely touched as they wrapped around it. The head of his dick was shaped just like mine, but a little darker. 

As if nothing was happening, Mom said, “You didn’t have to convince him did you. You two girls didn’t force yourselves on Sam, right?”

“No, not at all. We didn’t make him do anything. We just asked.”

“Good. Your dad and I had a talk about this earlier. We both decided that it was okay, for now, for you two to explore while we are here. Since we are all in tight confines and there is very little, well no actual privacy, we decided that we might as well just accept that things are going to be seen and stuff is going to happen. Your dad and I are sexually active, obviously.” She paused, suggesting with her hand which was slowly rising and falling along Dad’s length.

“Trying to find time for us to enjoy each other is hard, and this would make it easier. I want the both of you to know that if either of you has questions, you can come to either me or your dad, any time.” Mom finished and Dad nodded. 

“Does that mean you two will be having sex when we,” my sister indicated both of us with her hand, “are with you?” she asked.

 “Maybe, would that be okay with you?” Mom asked.

“I guess, how about you Sam?” Sara asked me.

“It’s fine,” I replied, frankly. 

“Good,” Mom said, smiling at Dad. “With that business out of the way, honey, let’s go inside. I want to have some fun.” Dad laughed, laughed. He stood up, grabbed Mom into his arms, and then carried her, princess style, inside. Mom was giggling like a kid as he did this. 

Sara switched seats and sat on the porch swing when our parents went inside. I stayed where I was, I didn’t even think to move spots. I was just thankful I wasn’t killed. I had horrible ideas that I was going to be in so much trouble for what happened. All that fear was for not though, thankfully. 

I didn’t notice it right away, but I saw Sara had her legs spread and one hand was slowly rubbing her pussy. I could hear how wet she was as her finger dipped inside herself, exploring. Her other hand was massaging her boob, sometimes pinching, and pulling her nipple. My hand went to my dick of its own accord and started stroking in earnest. 

“Why don’t you sit up here? That way you’ll be closer if you want to watch me this time. I might even let you touch-,” I didn’t let her finish that thought. I jumped up and then hurriedly sat down hard next to her on the swing. She giggled at my excitement. My hand was back on my dick the moment I sat down. I was mesmerized as I watched her play with herself. 

Her pussy looked smooth and inviting. It was glistening from her juices, as she played with herself. I could watch her do this all day. I then thought about watching Jenny do it. Maybe they would do it together so I could watch them at the same time! My imagination was just about to go full steam ahead when Sara said, “I really like your dick, Sam.” Her one hand sneaking over and touching my balls. “I know you think it makes you look too young. It doesn’t. It looks really hot.”

“Jenny really likes how smooth it is. She said she hoped it never had hair. She thought Tom had the best dick. That’s why she wanted to touch his, but then she saw you. She changed her mind and now thinks yours is the best. Even though Toms is longer and thicker, she thinks yours is perfect. I agree with her.”

Sara’s hand was now stroking my dick fast and hard. Her other hand was a blur on her clit. I was so close to cumming. Then Sara’s body went rigid, her butt lifting off of the swing as she pulsed and shook through her intense orgasm. Her body relaxed and she sat, or fell, back down on the chair and smiled at me. Her had on my dick had stopped while she orgasmed, which delayed my own climax for a minute. 

“Do you want to play with my boobs while I stroke that perfect dick and make you cum?” Sara asked, her voice sultry and seductive. 

She shifted to sit cross legged facing me. She took both of my hands in hers and placed them on her soft warm boobs. I started kneading them gently, feeling them, enjoying them, and wanting to memorize everything about them. Her nipples were pressing into my palms. Her boobs seemed to mold themselves to fit my hands, perfectly.

Her hand was again stroking me, with purpose. I was getting close, really close.

“Cum for me Sam. I want to feel you throb as you shoot your load. Will you do that for me?” she asked. It was more than I could take. The feeling of her hands, the way she was talking, it threw me over the edge.

“I’m cumming!”

“Yes!”

Sara actually aimed my dick towards her chest, pumping furiously. Then, all of a sudden, I was shooting rope after rope of cum at her body. With a huge smile on her face, she groaned with pleasure as she watched me unload my balls onto her skin. When I was done, I fell back into the swing and tried to just breathe. Sara took a finger and ran it through a line of my cum that was on her stomach. She then took that finger into her mouth and tasted it. She tasted my cum! 

“Jenny was right, cum does taste good. It’s salty and has a weird texture, but I like it!” Sara said with a smile. 

We sat there together rocking in the swing for a little while. Neither of us said a word, our smiles said enough. Eventually we mutually agreed it was time to get some sleep. When Sara and I stepped inside, we heard Mom giggle and then tell Dad to stop tickling her. When she noticed us come in, she called out, “Good night you two, see you in the morning.”

“Goodnight,” Sara and I said at the same time. We crawled into our beds and were quickly sound asleep. I am not embarrassed at all to say that I had some pretty wild dreams, maybe a few would come true this summer. I’ll just have to wait and see.

 

Chapter 7

 

Morning came way too early for me. I had zero desire to get out of bed and even tried to burrow myself deeper under my blankets. If I could stay in the dark, I could fall back asleep, I thought to myself. 

“Sam, time to get up. Breakfast is ready,” My mom called out. So much for me getting some more sleep. I sat up and threw the blankets off me, harder than I should have. The motion caught my mom’s attention. “Is something wrong, Sam?” She asked, her face showing concern and her eyes softened. 

“I’m fine, just tired. I kept tossing and turning all night. I just couldn’t get any good sleep,” I grumbled. 

“Come sit. I made eggs and bacon, your favorite. After you get some food in your stomach, you’ll probably feel better.” 

I sat down at the table and mom placed a plate of scrambled eggs and a couple pieces of bacon in front of me. I just slumped there in the chair, looking at the steaming plate. I wanted to brood, but my dad gave me a look that told me to eat. Fork in hand, I started to shovel the food into my mouth. 

While Sara and I were doing the dishes, she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I replied, my tone was flat. 

“Are you mad about yesterday, you know, when we--” 

I quickly cut her off, “No, no. I just didn’t get much sleep. I’m fine. Yesterday was great. Just let me wake up all the way, okay?” I told her. I tried to change my melancholy voice to sound happier. 

When the dishes were done, Sara went out to the porch to sit with our parents. I went to my bed and the bag that was sitting on the floor next to it. I opened it up and grabbed my book. I debated on sitting in bed and reading while going outside. I decided I would go outside and enjoy the morning and fresh air. 

I sat down in my usual spot, crossed my legs Indian style, and opened my book to read. Sara looked at me and smiled. Mom and dad watched me for a moment before going back to the conversation they were having before I sat down. I had just finished my second chapter and was starting the third when I noticed mom and dad were gone.

 Sara, seeing me head out of the book for a moment, asked, “Are you coming with us?” Sara was standing up and I could see Jenny making her way over from her cabin. 

“I am going to read for a bit. I’ll be fine here alone.”

“You sure? It’s just going to be me and Jenny today. If you aren’t coming, we’ll just go down to the pool and lay out. I can finally get a tan without any tan lines!” Sara snickered and then started laughing hard when she saw my eyes shift to her body, doing a quick scan. I just smiled at her and went back to reading.

Around lunch time Sara and Jenny stopped by our cabin. I was engrossed in my book and didn’t even pause to look at them when they passed me and went inside. It felt like a second later when Sara came back out. Jenny followed right behind with a sandwich and handed it to me. 

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