Pass It Along/2

"The names Frank, Frank Mollister" the gruff voice continued as a middle aged man with messy gray hair and an unkempt beard that barely left his chin, introduced himself.

"Frank Molle..." Brittany began with a sly grin on her face, but was quickly interrupted.

"That's Mo-lli-ster" Frank explained, putting particular emphasis on the lli.

He started on a long explanation of who he was and what he does. Something to do with passing down from his great (a dozen times over) grandfather. Aaron, however, took very little of it in as he was distracted by three curious faces watching them from just a few feet away...no, watching him. No, those faces weren't just curious. Aaron had seen that look before! They were 'checking him out', or so he had heard before.

Aaron sighed as he realised yet more boys had a crush on him at first sight. Two boys to be precise, and a girl. At least, he thought it was two boys. One of them looked about a year or two older than him, short blond hair, blue eyes. He was a little taller, but showed no Adam's Apple, and barely any muscle. He may be older but he clearly wasn't far through puberty yet; that thought made Aaron feel better about his own stages of development.

The second, Aaron thought was a boy but, like him, looked girlish in features. Wearing a kid's blue super hero t-shirt, and shorts that didn't quite make it to the knees, his clothes were either too big or just a little too small. With dirty blond hair longer than most boys, adorable bright blue eyes, and a rounded face with skin as smooth as his. If Aaron wasn't inflicted with the same curse of beauty he would have been sure that the boy was actually a girl. Now he knows how others make that mistake so easily. If that's the case then, surely, they must know that he's a boy as well?!

The third was a girl - that's a settling thought. Wearing a hideously orange dress that barely hid the fact she wasn't wearing any panties at all. Her her was a silky brown color, smoothly failed to the small of her back. About a year younger than Aaron, she was as flat chested as you can get, with a tiny, skinny frame to go with it. Aaron thought she'd probably snap if you squeezed her too hard. Nevertheless, she stared at him with the same lustful look as the boys. That same look he had grown accustomed to seeing. That same look that he didn't realize he was showing his sister in the car!

Aaron didn't actually mind the the sexual attention. In fact he quite liked it and, still to his surprise, not just from the girl. He realized he loved all of it. Girls, boys, it didn't matter. He had grown to almost want any lustful attention he could get. Is it ok to be into boys and girls? he thought to himself. Is there even a word for that?.

He looked back at the three kids, and realized something new. All three of them were flicking there gaze between him, his older sister Brittany, and even his younger sister Amanda. Wait, Mandy? But she's only six! He gave a tug on his sisters arm.

"Brittany," he whispered, continuing only after he had gotten her full attention, " I think those kids are into us."

"Us?" Brittany asked bemused. "How can they be into both of us?"

"I dunno but they keep looking at us both like they are into us."

Brittany carefully watched them for a short while. Aaron was right, the kids were definitely checking both of them out in equal measure. Well, this could be fun after all she thought to herself as her own almost listful smirk crept onto her face.

"Right, shall we show you around the house then?" The suddenly loud voice of Frank stole their attention again. "You can meet my family tomorrow. Off we go"

As they were about to leave, the younger boy nervously stepped over to Aaron and stuffed a piece of paper into his hand. When did they even have time to right this! The paper read as follows:

Meet us by the swimming pool at 8 tonight. We'll show you how we have real fun around here. Bring one of your sisters - we don't mind which one.

--Jackmaster (talk) 11:26, 17 August 2018 (CEST)

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