Yes/Tom & Tash/D-1(B2) Foursome 1/Tom-Matt

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Current Perspective: Thomas (Tom) Miles

"Hey, Matty, you ready for some more?" You ask him with a slight grin. You've opened his mind to a chasm of pleasures and feelings and now, putty in your hands, he wants to share every single one of them with the three of you! Now you have a need..no, an obligation to show him what more he can do. You're by no means an expert; until this morning, you had never done more than look at another person's body. If it wasn't for your mentor role in all of this, you would probably be feeling as giddy and overwhelmed by the possibilities as he is right now!


"There's...more...?" He's still panting a little as he talks. It's kinda cute watching his chest rise and fall slightly. His entire body has gone limp. Well, most of it has! Somehow, after all that stimulation and the eventual explosion of a release, his pecker is still pecking, pointing it's full length straight up into the air. His blue jewel-like eyes are staring into yours. He deist dare blink less he miss a single second of watching you. He's certainly formed an attachment to you now, not that that's a problem at all.


"There certainly is!" You lift one knee up to the table, pulling yourself over him, until you are staring down at his beautiful round face. He only looks back giggling, still refusing to break his eye contact with you. He reaches both arms around and, wrapping them around your neck, tries to pull you into to him. You accommodate him by leaning further forward to connect your lips to his. You both get more than you bargain for when your tips graze past each other. Turns out you're both still quite sensitive, and you simultaneously freeze, mouths open, lips still locked together.


With one hand, you take hold of the boys penis and press it against yours. The sensation is too much for both of you. You gasp together and have to pause to regain composure before continuing. When you feel like you are able to cope, you begin stroking. Your fingers are stretching around both rods, and attending to each one in equal measures. You collect some of the precum that has gathered from your tip and slide it down, lathering it in to the skin. Matt quirks at the "gross", but the slicker movement it grants your fingers soon make up for it.


Your own juices gather a lot quicker than you'd expected. You maybe acting, and even feeling, like a natural at this, but your just as new to it as he is! You rarely even masterbate. Unusual for a teenager, but you've always been happy playing your games with your sister; your games that have always been strictly looking - not because of some rule that was created, but because neither of you ever wanted to make it awkward between twins. So, your rookie status, combined with the shared warmth of another's body so closes to you, and the sensitive touch of another's penis pressed up against yours, is building too quickly for you! As it stands right now, the kid is more experienced at not cumming in foreplay than you are! Each time you reach the tips, you notice just a little precum coating the boy's, but chalk it up to your sloppy control of your own lubricant rather than anything else.


The both of you are panting quite heavily now, still trying to maintain unwieldy placed kiss on each other's mouths. You really don't think you can last much longer, which is embarrassing given an eleven year, under your oral ministration, lasted at least a good ten minutes!


"I'm...I'm...I'm almost..." you try to whisper to keep it between you are your current partner. It's completely unsuccessful as the girls both stop to look at you. Who are you kidding anyway, Matt probably doesn't even know what cum is yet, right? If you weren't too far gone to stop yourself, you would probably think scaring him with something so sudden, probably not the best idea. He says nothing to you. His eyes are closed and he's arched his back, pressing his groin further into towards yours. You are unable to do anything else, except continue to pump away, somewhat furiously now, and wait until the ecstasy that is soon to co...to co...to... "Cum-ming!"


Not one, but two streams of cum fly out from the conjoined groin, one spurt at a time, shooting between the two of you. You collapse onto the table next to him, and have to scoot in close to avoid falling off. Both of you have splashes of seemed dotted across your bodies, even faces as well! Your turn your heads to take one look at each other, and erupt into a short bout of laughter.


"First time you ejaculated?" You ask, unsure if he'll even get what you mean.


"Yeah" he nods in shame. He knew nothing about sex until today, but still knows about ejaculation? What are his parents teaching this kid!


"That's my boy!" You can't help smile in pride, like your own son had just become a new adolescent.


"Does this mean we're boyfriends now?"


That...question...is...adorable! Well, coming from a kid like him it is! The question is, how do you answer?