Playing With Dicks – How boyhood experiments turn into teenage degeneracy – Chapter 15 (1)

Chapter 15 (Part 1) – The Clara Situation – Grant has perverted female cousin, but can we make our fantasy come true and get her to join our club?

WARNING: For patient readers only!

PLAYING WITH DICKS is a very long story tracing my entire early sexual history, and if you start reading here in the middle you’ll be missing a lot of important context. I recommend starting back from the very beginning so you’re not lost, or at least start at the recap in between chapters 10 & 11 so you know what’s going on. Click my username to find it all organized in order.

This is also an entirely true story, and I’ve included quite a bit of explanations and history to provide context between the “good parts” – so if you are expecting a barrage of wild unbelievable fantasy scenarios and non-stop sex scenes you may be a little disappointed. But if you are a patient reader and are willing to sit through my endless blabbing about my history, I promise those good parts will be worth it!

ANOTHER WARNING: This next chapter is like a whole book onto itself, so I had to divide it into 2 posts. This one is super long and heavy on dialogue and details, but it’s warranted because if you couldn’t already guess by the title, this is where things start getting almost unbelievable.

Playing With Dicks

How boyhood experiments turn into teenage degeneracy

Chapter 15 – The Clara Situation (Part 1)

In the winter time I finally got to meet the legend herself, Grant’s cousin Clara. Her mom hadn’t moved them to our town quite yet, but they finally came out to visit now that they were actually house hunting and looking at places. Clara was yet another child of divorce with her single mom, just the two of them living together, so of course they stayed over at Grant and Chris’s place when they came for a weekend visit and real estate consult with Grant’s mom.

We’d barely even talked about her since Grant confessed his awkward situation to Chris and me, and Jay and Matt were the only other guys in our club who Grant had told about his little incestuous fling since then. So we had no plan and there was a mad scramble trying to think of what to do when she was suddenly on her way over one Saturday afternoon. Grant and Chris had already pre-emptively invited a few friends over so we’d have something to do together without her and “make it less weird” as Grant put it, he hadn’t seen Clara in months since the two of them had fooled around and was terrified of how awkward it was going to be to see her again. He had no idea how she was going to behave, so he wanted some friends over as human shields in case Clara throws herself at him again, or worse yet starts asking questions about him and Chris. Grant was basically over her and wanted to focus on girls he could actually get instead, not dig himself deeper into having more dirty secrets with Clara. Him and Chris both basically wanted to make themselves too busy to hang out with her, because their plan was basically to avoid her as much as humanly possible. That’s how dumb kids deal with awkward situations, just avoid avoid avoid.

I thought they were being silly, I couldn’t wait to meet her and didn’t care how awkward it would be for Grant, I couldn’t understand why he really didn’t want to talk to her or hang out with her. She’s his cousin after all, he couldn’t just avoid her all his life and would have to find a way to get along somehow. If he already spent time with her visiting her place, was her coming over to their house and hanging out in The Dungeon really all that terrifying? It’s like he thought she was going to come over and immediately start a sexual interrogation or something, and he wanted us there as distractions to stop her from bringing up certain taboo topics. So I was more than happy to come over that day to find out what was going to happen, drama can be fun and I didn’t want to miss out, plus I’d finally get to see for myself if Clara was hot or not. I was hoping she’d be cool to hang out with too but Grant really didn’t seem to want to do that. Awkward can be fun though, I thought Grant would’ve known that by now.

So the plan was to have a big guys night in and sleepover like any other night, and hope Clara wouldn’t want anything to do with us and would leave us alone, go do her own girly thing upstairs. Jay, Matt and Adam were all coming over too, but only me and Adam could spend the night and sleepover, Matt and Jay had plans the next day and couldn’t spend the night. And we weren’t exactly planning on fooling around before bedtime like we usually did, that’d be kinda scary with a new girl staying in the house – Grant and Chris really just wanted anyone else to hang out with that evening so they had reason to avoid Clara. There was no way they’d be letting a letting a girl hang out in The Dungeon and girl up the place anyway, let alone sleep down there with us – not that she’d want to, or that the parents would even allow it. So we assumed Clara would be sleeping in the upstairs den or whatever with her mom, and hopefully we could just hang out like normal and not have to deal with her at all. Her mom might have been dumb enough to let Grant sleep in Clara’s bedroom, but there’s no way she’d be stupid enough to let her sleep in a basement full of boys. Not that we’d even allow it anyway.

I mean sure we had our dumb fantasy about her being cool and trustworthy enough to join in on one of our orgies, but we didn’t think that was even a remote possibility. We weren’t even going to try to pursue it because of how wildly unlikely and impossible it seemed. It would just be too weird for Grant, and there was no way some random girl would be okay sharing those kinds of secrets with a whole bunch of boys she doesn’t even know. Best case scenario she’d just leave us alone and we could still fool around by ourselves, the only problem with that is we didn’t know if we could sneak it past her given what she already knew about Grant. As long as she didn’t try to snoop around and spy on us or start asking uncomfortable questions we’d be fine, and that was all we could realistically hope for.

Matt and Jay and I all showed up early that Saturday and Clara wasn’t there yet, she was out and about on the house hunt with her mom and Grant’s mom all day. The three of them went out to their own girls night out dinner somewhere too, leaving all us boys to order pizza at home with Chris’s dad. Adam finally showed up too just before the ladies got back to the house, and Grant didn’t even have time to read him in and tell Adam the whole Clara situation before his Aunt’s car came rolling into the driveway. As soon as the ladies arrived Grant’s mom and aunt immediately brought Clara downstairs to The Dungeon so we could all introduce ourselves or whatever, and by then it was too late to tell Adam everything and fill him in on the situation. Danger alert, girl incoming, code pink, female invasion imminent!

Clara came around the corner at the bottom of the stairs and I couldn’t believe it, she didn’t even look like a girl at first. Wearing a big winter coat, baggy pants and a baseball cap she looked more like some urban street kid than a country girl, talk about a total fucking tomboy and not at all what I expected. Even her sandy brown hair was cut boyishly short, but as she peeled off her jacket and took off the hat, there was a pretty cute feminine face with big blue eyes and a nice small slender figure under the whole tomboy getup. She was pretty tiny and short, and she seemed a little meek and shy at first.

We got all the introductions out of the way and Grant already looked exasperated when Clara got all friendly and wanted to know what we were up to that night, and she basically just assumed she was going to be hanging out with us. We didn’t think she’d want to hang out with us, but given the option of that or going upstairs to hang out with the adults, no wonder she wanted to stay downstairs with us. In a feeble attempt to throw her off Grant tried to pick the least possible girl friendly thing we could do and told her we were about to play video games all night. If he was trying to get rid of her it didn’t work, and he looked visibly frustrated when Clara asked if she could stay and watch and play with us too. Grant looked at his mom and aunt with a defeated look like “really mom?” and they both glared back at him with the motherly “be nice to your little cousin” look and fucked off back up the stairs, basically dumping Clara on us. That wasn’t exactly the plan now was it?

Initially in typical boyhood fashion I don’t think any of us wanted a her there girling up our boys night. Grant’s awkwardness aside, none of us knew her well enough to know if she was going to fun to hang with, and assumed like most girls she wouldn’t be, or she wouldn’t even want to. But that tomboy look was more than skin deep, she knew more about video games than I did and genuinely wanted to check out all their consoles and play some dumb fighting games with us. Not like we had a choice anyway, she got dumped on us and now we had to keep her entertained for the night. Pretty much exactly the opposite of what Grant wanted to happen, and made even more awkward by the fact that Adam still didn’t know the full story about her.

So now all 7 of us were hanging in The Dungeon, and much to all our surprise Clara was actually cool as fuck. I didn’t understand why Grant wouldn’t want to hang out with her, she was fun! We played video games with her most of the evening and she actually enjoyed violence and fighting games, and even Grant started having a ton of fun with her. She was a total firecracker, she’d get all rambunctious when a game or fight didn’t go her way, and her pottymouth was fouler even than my sister Hailey’s. She was about the same age as my sister and almost reminded me of her, or at least a way cooler tomboy version of her. Such a tomboy to the core that she pretty much fit right in like one of the guys, she liked a lot of the dumb disgusting guy stuff we were into, she wasn’t afraid to throw shade and talk shit like the way us guys bully each other, and she even liked really dirty and offensive jokes. For some reason she was even into rap music and hip hop – not exactly living up to the country girl image in my head. In fact she couldn’t have been a further opposite to the mental picture I had imaged of her all these months, but after I met her I realized I liked the real thing even better. But she really was so boyish I didn’t know if I should like her as a friend or have a crush on her. She wasn’t my cousin after all, and Grant never said she was off limits.

I think I was trying so unbelievably hard not to be gay that I didn’t even want to have a crush on such an obvious tomboy, she seemed more masculine than Adam, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she often got mistaken for a boy out in public with the way she dressed and acted. But she was undeniably hot as fuck, even in her oversized t-shirt and baggy jeans you could tell there was a smoking hot young body hiding under there. Her face wasn’t perfect and she definitely wasn’t your stereotypical attractive bimbo Barbie type, but her big dopey blue eyes and wickedly cute crooked smile more than made up for it. I’d always had a thing for girls that were a little fucked up and less than physically perfect in some way, and her combination of attributes made for a very attractive package to me.

And the attitude on her, holy shit – she was friendly and lively, but wow was she crass and obnoxious and didn’t give a fuck. She could belch like a boozed up college athlete, but she was also as unbelievably nerdy smart for her age, and she had a great sense of humor and a very contagious laugh. She was part nerd, part urban street punk, and 100% white trash – and to be honest I really liked how rough around the edges she was. I didn’t mind spending time with her one bit, and I was starting to wonder who else might have a crush on her and if we were going to end up competing for her attention or something. We were slowly getting to that age where fighting over girls would be inevitable anyway, that is if we actually turned out straight like we all thought we would.

Later that evening Matt and Jay eventually had to go home, and the night was slowly winding down. As it started getting closer to bedtime, Clara’s mom eventually came downstairs to check on us and retrieve her daughter. Grant, Chris, Adam and I were still playing video games with Clara and getting along great, having a ton of fun, and as her mom started coming downstairs to come and get her, Clara looked so disappointed her fun night with the boys was over. She was really enjoying spending time with us because before her mom even got down the stairs, Clara looked at Grant and begged him if she could sleep downstairs with us. She wanted to join our little sleepover but there was no way her mom would go for it, was there?

“Bedtime soon sweetie,” Clara’s mom said to her as she arrived at the bottom of the stairs, “time to go upstairs and leave the boys alone.”

“Aww mom, can I sleep down here? Please please please!” she replied begging.

“Umm,” her mom thought about it for a second, “are you sure? We got the den all ready upstairs, c’mon, stop bugging the boys, let’s go.”

“Aww mom, PLEASE! Grant said it’s okay and I can sleep in his room,” she begged. I don’t think Grant actually said that, but he didn’t correct her. “I’m not bugging you guys, am I?” Clara asked us boys as she looked around the room begging us with her cute pouty face. I think all of us were torn in half about it, we kind of wanted her to finally leave us alone, but we liked her to much to say no to her. Plus there was just this hint of a mischievous inkling in the way she begged to stay, so it might actually end up being a good idea to let her hang out. The chance of any kind of dirty mischief happening with her still seemed incredibly remote, but it was just enough to want to let her stay just in case.

“Are you boys okay with that?” Clara’s mom asked us.

“Yeah it’s cool, she can have my room.” Grant replied as the rest of us nodded affirmatively.

“Are you sure, Clara? There’s room upstairs in the den if you want.” she double checked, surprised her daughter wanted to hang out with us so badly, but not turning her down.

“Yeah I’m sure,” Clara kept begging, “please mom!”

“OK then,” she finally relented, “but Grant, are you okay with giving Clara your room for the night?”

“Yeah totally cool,” Grant replied, “it’s all yours, I’ll sleep out here in the living room with these guys,” he said pointing to me and Adam.

“Okay then,” Clara’s mom said defeated, obviously not wanting to argue the point, “come get your sleeping bag and stuff then, let the guys get ready for bed, ok?” In one of the greatest moments of parental cluelessness of all of history, Clara’s mom looked at her daughter and decided it wasn’t worth the fight and let her have her way, and gave her permission to sleep in The Dungeon with 4 horny adolescent boys.

“Awesome!” Clara lit up, “Thanks mom!” she said as she got up to go grab her stuff from upstairs.

“But no staying up late, in bed by 11, okay?” her mom said to all of us as they went upstairs.

“Okay,” we all agreed.

I couldn’t believe what the fuck just happened. A few hours ago Grant was all terrified of Clara and didn’t want her hanging out, now we’d spent all evening playing video games with her like she was one of the boys, and she was suddenly now going to be sleeping downstairs with us too? Did I hear that correctly? Grant obviously had some big change of heart because he’d gone from being terrified of her and wanting to avoid her to inviting her to sleep in his room over the course of the evening, so I think we were all warming up to her by then.

In a way it was kind of a disappointment actually, there goes any fooling around us boys had planned that night. I didn’t know if Grant was planning on sneaking into his room with Clara late at night and wanted to try having some more incestuous heterosexual fun with her again instead of our usual secret gay orgy. Either way our regularly scheduled sleepover shenanigans seemed to be cancelled that night if Clara was going to be downstairs getting in the way of our usual sneaky fun.

While Clara was upstairs getting her stuff we all looked at Grant like what the fuck, dude? We weren’t mad, just wondering – wondering what the fuck do we do now? On any other night around bedtime was the time to hit the shower and start playing with dicks, we were so used to sucking cock and fucking each other as our staple night time activities that we didn’t even know what normal boys do at normal sleepovers after bedtime. Are we really just supposed to go to bed and try to fall asleep? I was so used to sleeping naked I didn’t even bring my pj’s, we couldn’t even hang out nude now, we couldn’t go take showers together, none of it. We had to try and act normal when Clara comes back, how are we supposed to have any of our naughty fun now?

To try and explain himself, as soon as Clara was out of earshot Grant quickly started filling Adam in on his incestuous history with her and the state of the current situation while she was upstairs. She’d be back any minute so he only told him the quick and dirty version, confessing to Adam that he fooled around with Clara twice and might have told her some secrets he shouldn’t have in the process. Adam was all surprised and confused and didn’t know what Grant even meant about what he’d told her, or why. Was Clara like some extra secret fuck buddy to him like a girl version of us, or did he genuinely like her in more of a girlfriend kind of way? Was he planning on trying something with her again in his room that night even with all of us there? We all wanted to know – what’s the plan here, buddy? And quick before she comes back downstairs!

Grant said he didn’t know if he wanted try anything with her – too risky and he was too scared – but he was still super worried that Clara was going to start assuming things, or worse yet start asking dirty questions again. So he had a massive huge super secret favor to ask Adam – would it be okay if he told Clara that he was the one who he sucked dicks with? He didn’t want her to know about him and Chris or the true extent of the secret club we had going, he didn’t want her to know more than she already did and needed one of us to back him up in case she asked. He swore up and down that she was trustworthy and wouldn’t tell anyone, and most likely she would never ever dare to ask anyway. But just in case she gets all curious again and does, Grant wanted to be able to give her something to shut her up, and he wanted Adam to help by being his gay little scapegoat.

We all knew exactly why he asked Adam, he was halfway out of the closet already and definitely the most flaming and femmy guy of us all, it’d be the easiest sell by far. But for some twisted reason in my head I suddenly got jealous – why is he asking Adam for help not me? Sure I didn’t want Clara to think I’m gay, but if Grant’s story was true and she was turned on by his little gay confession, maybe I wanted her to know I suck dick too. I know it sounds retarded and I realized how ridiculous my thought process was, but I just wanted in on this silly adolescent drama too! Why does Adam get to be Grant’s special little secret gay friend and not me? I’d love suck Grant’s dick right in front of Clara if she wanted to see, or let her watch him fuck me if he only asked me to. If it his gay confession helped him score maybe it would help me too!

Adam hadn’t had the time to think about it and ponder the situation like I had, he was just now hearing all this for the first time and was totally shocked and overwhelmed and kind of pissed off. He didn’t get the context fully to understand why Grant suddenly wanted to out him as a fag to Clara, and he was having none of it. He was rightfully angry that we hadn’t told him before and now we were all just dumping this on him at literally the last fucking second outta nowhere, he didn’t want to be forced out of the closet to anyone, especially if he’s the only one who has to do it. Of course he didn’t want Grant to tell her anything despite all of the reasoning and begging, and he made a pretty good point saying that the secret club was supposed to be just for boys exactly because of these kinds of girl issues. No girls were ever supposed to know about any of this exactly because of potential drama like this, but now it was too late for that and Grant was still in damage control mode.

This wasn’t anything like telling our secrets to certain guys when we were recruiting new members into the club, they were our most trustworthy friends – Clara was just some girl from out of town that most of us had only just met, and Adam rightfully didn’t want Grant to tell her anything. So I thought fuck it and I made a rash snap decision.

“Fuck it man, tell her it was me, I don’t give a shit,” I said to Grant who looked at me shocked, “just don’t say I’m gay cause I’m not, but tell her whatever else, I don’t give a fuck if she knows or what she thinks.”

“Wait, are you sure? Like, seriously dude?” Grant asked me, shocked that I would ever admit anything like that to anyone outside our circle of fuck buddies.

“Yeah man, she seems cool,” I replied, “I don’t care if she knows, I don’t think she’ll care.” I knew full well I was starting to crush on her a bit, but I told myself if her knowing something like that about me ruined my chances with her, then I wouldn’t want her anyway. Besides if what Grant said about her is true, apparently bisexual guys turn her on. Mostly I also felt oddly jealous, like if Grant gets to share his darkest secret with a girl consequence free, and even get himself a blowjob out of the deal, I wanted in on that too. And so did Chris apparently.

“Yeah she is cool,” Chris chimed in too, “I don’t think I care if she knows either, as long as she doesn’t tell anyone, right?” He definitely hadn’t given his step brother permission to tell her anything before this point, but I guess finally hanging out with Clara unsupervised all evening and getting to know her changed his tune.

“Oh fuck! Are you serious? Fuck, ok, that’s good,” Grant said with some relief, gears grinding in his head as he tried to come up with a plan, “because y’know, she probably already kind of knows, she’s not a little kid, she’s not stupid.”

“I don’t care if she knows,” Chris went on “what’s she gonna do? Spread a bunch of rumors nobody would believe anyway?”

“You guys sure though? I’m only gonna tell her if she really really bugs me about it,” Grant said.

“Yeah man it’ll be fine,” I said, “you don’t think she’d actually tell anyone, do you?”

“I fucking hope not,” Grant answered, “but I don’t think she would, she seems to like all you guys, and she never snitched about me and her…”

“Yeah I like her too,” Chris said bluntly, “tell her whatever you want, I trust you.” And I agreed to that. Because if the topic ever did somehow come up, our options were to deny everything and look like closet fags anyway, or come clean and be cool enough to act like we don’t give a shit what she knows or thinks. And since Grant had all the history with her it was going to be up to him and whatever he wanted to do about it. We were just along for the ride.

Adam thought we were crazy, but he reluctantly trusted us anyway. He didn’t really have much choice now, he was along for the ride too and said if we think it’s okay to tell her, then he wasn’t going to deny anything either, not if we back each other up about it. In the end it was down to whether she was trustworthy or not, we’d told so many other friends about our big secret, would it really be that much worse if we told just one girl? She’d be the first and only girl to ever find out, but she lived so far away she could just take that secret home with her and keep quiet like she did about her and Grant. Who knows, it might be the best idea we ever had if she’s the right kind of girl and it works out right.

Just as we were talking it out we heard the door open and footsteps coming down the stairs. Clara came back in with her sleeping bag and backpack and asked us what we were talking about.

“Oh nothing,” Grant replied , “these guys were all just talking about how much they like you,” he said in exactly the kind of way you’d try and embarrass a friend in front of his crush.

“Hah ha,” she laughed off his comment. “It’s seriously cool with you guys if I sleep down here?” she asked suddenly more polite than before, only now showing any concern for invading our very male centric space.

“Yeah it’s fine,” Grant said, “go put your shit in my room if you want.”

“Cool! Thanks guys!” she said as she stepped around the 4 of us into Grant’s room. We looked around at each other all wide-eyed like holy shit she’s actually going to be sleeping right there! What do we do? She put her stuff down in Grant’s room and came back to the door to ask us, “You guys aren’t actually going to sleep yet though, are you?”

“Hell no,” Grant replied, “are you? It’s almost 11…”

“I’m not if you guys aren’t,” she proclaimed, “what do you guys wanna do, anyway?”

“Well, I’m gonna take a shower,” Grant said, “but we’re probably just gonna keep playing or watch a movie,” he went on, pointing at the tv.

“That’s so cool you guys have your own bathroom down here,” Clara said, obviously envious of how Grant and Chris lived basically in their own suite. “Can I go use it first though?” she asked Grant.

“Yeah, sure, I didn’t mean I was going right now,” Grant replied, then asked her half-teasingly “what, you wanna take a shower too?”

“Umm, can I?” she asked, processing the idea like she never realized it was an option for her.

“I don’t give a shit,” Grant said, trying maybe a bit too hard to look cool, “you don’t gotta ask anyone’s permission, we do whatever the fuck we want down here.”

“Oh cool!” Clara said as she started rummaging through her backpack, grabbing her toothbrush and things, and said “I won’t take too long,” as she walked off to the bathroom.

“Take your time!” Grant told her as she disappeared down the hallway.

Well, that was it then. By that point we’d resigned ourselves to the fact that there wasn’t going to be any orgy or any fooling around that night, we weren’t going to risk our normal shenanigans with a girl sleeping in Grant’s room. I mean what were we supposed to do, wait her out until she falls asleep and hope she doesn’t wake up? Were we supposed to somehow lock her in Grant’s room for the night so the 4 of us could fool around in peace? Would we dare risk doing anything after she fell asleep and hope she doesn’t catch us?

Sure, there was another much more interesting option but none of us took the possibility of that seriously, not even after cracking rude jokes around her and getting along great all evening, not even after Clara liked hanging out with us enough to beg her mom to sleep downstairs with us. It would be up to Grant if he wanted to try and sucker her into a game of truth or dare or try making a move or something like that, if he even wanted to. But even he held no hope of any such naughty fun happening with Clara that night. Of course we all had those stupid “what if” fantasies about her and we knew she had a mischievous side, but that’s all they were – stupid fantasies. Like how the hell would we even bring up a topic like that with her? Clara didn’t know that Grant told us about their little fling, wouldn’t she be pissed if she found out that he spilled her secret? We barely knew her and she didn’t know us, not well enough to try anything like that and risk making her angry or scaring her off, or worst of all grossing her out. Guess we all just gotta act normal, take turns in the shower for once and call it a night, not much else we can do.

So while Clara was off in the bathroom and we were scheming, we weren’t actually discussing those kinds of wild ideas like they were in any way realistic, we had no idea how to even try to pull something like that off. What were we supposed to do, politely ask her if she’d like all 4 of us to gangbang her? Even if we only just wanted to get naked and maybe masturbate around each other, how the fuck do you bring something like that up outta nowhere with a girl? We were getting a little too old to “play doctor” anymore, maybe not too old for truth or dare yet though, but still too young and dumb for strip poker. Maybe there was a way, but we just couldn’t picture it realistically.

Clara spent a good little while in the bathroom and came back out looking all fresh, she was wearing big fluffy soft looking pj pants under a super long girly nighty down to her knees. Her short hair was still a bit wet and she almost looked like a boy again, but she looked cuter than ever to me even though she wasn’t showing any more skin. She went on again about how jealous she was that they pretty much have their whole own basement apartment, saying how cool their big shower is, and she settled in and sat next to Grant on one of the sofas.

Grant immediately got up to take a shower next, said he’d be right back, and left Clara alone with us as he took off to the bathroom. In the meantime we just kept playing some video games, only a we were a little more calm and settled down now. 11pm bedtime was only a few minutes away and we needed to stay quiet now if we wanted to be left alone.

A few minutes later Grant came out of the bathroom wearing absolutely nothing except his big towel wrapped around his hips. He was in such a hurry going to the shower he forgot to bring anything to change into with him, so he nervously walked by us still a bit wet and barely covering himself with his towel, we all had a little snicker at him, and he closed himself in his bedroom. A minute later he came back out wearing ridiculous pj’s I’d literally never seen him wear before, and he looked almost comical in them like they shaved a few years off his maturity level. He definitely looked better in underwear or better yet in the nude, too bad we couldn’t get away with it that night. He probably hadn’t worn those pj’s since the last time he slept over at Clara’s place.

Chris handed his game controller off to Grant and went to take a shower next, and the rest of us just kept hanging out. He was smart enough to stop by his bedroom first to grab something fresh to wear, and he took his time in the shower. When he finally came back out he was wearing nothing but his boxer shorts and a clean white tank top, looking all mature and not like a doofus like Grant.

Adam and I briefly argued who gets the shower next, feeling almost foolish about it because any other night we’d all just go in there together and share. We were in the middle of a game anyway and it was still my turn, so I sent him off first and kept playing.

While Adam was off in the bathroom, Clara’s and Grant’s moms both came downstairs to check on us and say good night, pretty much bang on at 11pm. So we finished our game and turned it off, said our goodnights as we started getting our sleeping bags and stuff ready on the floor. As the moms went to leave they made sure Clara was going to stay in Grant’s room and gave her one last chance if she wanted to change her mind and come sleep upstairs, but she said no way, she wanted to stay and already took over Grant’s room. So they said goodnight and went back upstairs.

Adam came out of the shower as we were getting our beds set up in the living room. He actually packed pj’s with him though unlike me and came out looking as childish as Grant. Grant meanwhile pulled some bedding out of his room and set himself up to sleep in the living room as promised, and we debated putting on a movie quietly instead of actually sleeping. I didn’t care what they wanted to watch, if Clara was going keep hanging out I’d probably just be eyeballing her all night, so I told them to pick whatever they want and went to take a shower.

I grabbed my toothbrush and clean clothes and headed off to the bathroom. I tried to be as fast as possible so I didn’t miss anything going on out there without me, so I quickly stripped and took a fast shower. I didn’t have pj’s with me at all, so my only options were to put my dirty pants back on, or walk out there in nothing but my fresh clean underwear like Chris did. Only I didn’t have nice modest boxer shorts like him, all my life all I ever wore were little tighty whitey briefs that were even more revealing and see-through than that old speedo swimsuit I used to have.

But I thought fuck it, if Chris is out there in his underwear I’m going to do it too, I wasn’t going to act like a shy pussy around Clara. I pulled a clean t-shirt on, and the way it hung down just barely to my hips was perfect. With only that and my tiny briefs on it really looked so much like I was naked under my shirt, it was perfect the way it barely reached the bottom of my ass cheeks and only barely covered my crotch. Everyone just expects to see boys wearing boxer shorts, so seeing so much bare thigh right up to the danger zone really sold the illusion that I had nothing on under the shirt. I checked myself over in the mirror front and back as I brushed my teeth, laughing to myself, and I thought how perfect is this – I can one up Chris and walk out there showing way more skin and being more confident than any of them, and Clara might get a kick out of this.

And who knows, if I play it right and maybe make myself the butt of a joke, maybe I can plant the seeds for something more mischievous to happen. Nobody else, not even Grant seemed to have the guts to make any kind of move, even though he already walked past Clara wearing nothing but a towel. So maybe I could try changing the tone of the evening to something more taboo. I mean Grant walked out there more nude than this even though he covered up with his towel, maybe I could act like I’m naked too and get some comments out of them. I was really starting to like showing off and getting checked out after all, why not go try and cause a scene? It is after bedtime, shouldn’t be any more parental visits anymore after all. It was a lot of scheming going on in my head for 90 seconds of brushing my teeth…

So when I was done it the bathroom I walked back into the living room in that hilarious looking state of dress. They were just channel surfing to see what was on tv, but they all got distracted seeing me come back looking half naked. And sure enough, just like I hoped, Clara’s eyes instantly focused right on my crotch with a shocked look on her face, and the rest of the guys all looked at me funny exactly as I expected.

“Ha ha, are you naked under there?” Chris asked me half jokingly, trying to make fun of me and absolutely taking the bait.

“Yeah I am, shut up! Don’t look!” I quipped back at everyone, thinking on my feet and pulling the front of my shirt further down over my bare legs and pretending to hide my dick, pretending to be embarrassed.

“No you’re not, shut up,” Grant said teasing me.

“Yeah I totally am, I forgot to bring my pj’s with me!” I joked back with a partly true statement, holding the front of my shirt and waddling towards my backpack like I was going to look for something to put on.

“No way! You’re lying,” Chris said, seeing the way I was smiling and knowing I was full of shit.

“No I’m not, I forgot my clean underwear in my bag,” I said, still playing the part even though they all probably knew I was just messing around having some fun with them.

“You’re so full of shit,” Grant said, “you wouldn’t come out here like that.”

“Why would I make this up?” I said as I started to laugh, cracking the fragile facade of my joke. “You came out here in nothing but a towel!”

“Come on, you’re not naked under there! You wouldn’t have the guts!” Chris challenged me.

“Yeah I am, I swear!” I tried to keep selling it.

“Yeah right, prove it then!” Clara spoke up suddenly, “I dare you to show us!”

“No way, I’m not showing you!” I replied, so shocked by Clara wanting to see that I almost couldn’t keep pretending and playing along.

“Chicken!” she said mockingly, “What, are you scared of a girl seeing your penis?”

“I’m not scared,” I fired back trying to look confident, “I’ll fucking show all of you my dick right now, I don’t care!” which was double ironic because I was trying to make it sound like I was posturing and that it’s a bluff, but I was only bluffing about being naked, if I actually was nude under my shirt I still totally would have done it.

“Shut up Clara!” Grant scolded her, then he looked at me and said, “Don’t encourage him, he’ll fucking do it!” which surprised me – if he was actually trying to shut her up, he wouldn’t be playing along and slyly encouraging me like that himself.

“He’s fucking lying, he’s not naked, dude I can see your underwear through your shirt!” Chris accused me again.

“I’m not lying, want me to prove it? Be careful what you ask for, I’ll fucking do it!” I threatened one last time, facing everyone with my hand holding the bottom of shirt down. They all looked at me like they knew I was lying, but was I lying about having no underwear on or lying about showing them?

“Do it then, lift your shirt, I dare you!” Clara said, and the guys all laughed at me and dared me me to do it too. Maybe they only agreed because they knew that I wasn’t serious. Either way, I wasn’t expecting Clara to get that excited about it, but I knew I couldn’t keep the charade going and I just wanted to sit down. So I pretended to be all nervous and hesitated as I slowly and dramatically lifted my shirt up a bit with one hand.

“You guys sure?” I asked boldly, looking right into Clara’s eyes, “cause I’ll fucking do it, I’ll show all of you, I don’t care,”

“Do it!” she said, looking down at my crotch.

So I lifted my shirt up and saw the disappointment in Clara’s eyes as my stupid little joke was revealed and they all saw me wearing my little tighty whitey underwear, smiling like and idiot and laughing at them all. So much drama for nothing, no dick flash, just a silly incredibly childish joke. I think they were all a little disappointed, and the guys were clearly picking up on what I was trying to do, because their reactions were priceless.

“Ha, I knew you were lying, nice try though,” Grant said.

“Yeah I knew it, you’re too pussy!” Chris said, egging me on like he was disappointed, expecting a different punchline to my joke.

“I knew you wouldn’t actually do it! Pussy!” Grant went on, teasing me like I was a coward to joke around with them and not actually go through with it and show off my dick.

Adam didn’t say anything and just chuckled to himself, blushing almost as bad as Clara was. But she clearly wasn’t as embarrassed or shy about it as Adam was.

“Aww, that’s too bad,” Clara said, taking a good look at the bulge in my underwear as I pulled my shirt back down to cover it, “that’d be funny if you were actually naked under there!” she said, looking almost pouty in her childish disappointment, but still laughing it off as a joke. I wasn’t expecting that reaction from her, but it was pretty much in character I guess.

“That’s how clothes work, we’re all naked under them,” I said to Clara like a smartalec, mocking her right back. But I wasn’t done and turned to the guys, “And I’m not a fucking pussy!” I fired back fake angrily at Grant and Chris as I went to sit down, “I don’t see you walking out here in tighty witeys!” I said to Chris, “and you went to hide and put your pj’s on!” I said to Grant, “I got nothing to be ashamed of, I’ll fucking strip everything off still even now, I really don’t care!” And at that point the guys all knew it was one big act in front of Clara, but they played along great.

“Yeah, well, you might as well be naked in that underwear,” Grant chimed in again with more laughing and teasing, “you don’t even have to strip, we can basically see your dick anyway!”

“So what? I don’t care, look all you want,” I said with no false modesty about my body, lifting my shirt up again even higher, showing off my bulge again and flexing some abs to prove my point, “I told you I forgot my pj’s, what was I supposed to do?”

“Clara is right though,” Grant went on, “that would have been hilarious!”

“You guys didn’t actually think I was serious did you?” I asked, sitting down on the floor all smugly proud of my joke, watching Clara blush and laugh along with us. I thought it was hilarious as is, but apparently it could have been even funnier if I had been a bit braver.

“Not gonna lie, you had me going for like maybe ONE second,” Grant said, “I wouldn’t be THAT surprised if you actually did it, ya psyco.”

“Dude I almost fucking did,” I said, laughing it off “I was like this close! Ha, can you imagine?”

“No waaay,” Chris said, “you don’t have the guts, you wouldn’t!”

“How do you know I don’t have the guts? I said I’m not scared, I’ll fucking prove it and get naked if you guys want me to, I don’t care,” I replied, sticking to my guns and gradually starting to lay down the challenge.

“No you won’t,” Chris started going back and forth with me.

“You don’t know that,” I fired back, “haha you guys all thought I was going to flash you! You wanted me to, didn’t you?”

“He had me going for a second too,” Clara interrupted, looking fiercely at Grant, “I don’t know what kind of fun you guys have down here when I’m not around…” she said even more mockingly towards Grant now.

It was such a blatant sarcastic stab at Grant and all of us, so steeped and layered in the multi level drama that was going on. We all had secrets and everyone knew something about everyone, nobody wanted to admit anything to anyone, everyone was confused and excited about who knew what about who, and none of us had any idea what the fuck was even going on in that moment. But this was exactly the kind of spicy adolescent drama I was hoping for that night and I couldn’t believe what Clara just said.

“Shut up you pervert,” Grant said to her, “you wanted him to, you’re the one encouraging him!”

“Don’t blame me,” she fired back, “I didn’t see you guys stopping him, you wanted to see it too!”

“So what?” Grant argued, “I thought it’d be funny, you’re the one who really wants to see his dick!”

“Shut up!” Clara answered, slowly getting a little embarrassed, “so did all you guys, so you’re all just as bad!”

“You’re the one who wanted to stay down here,” Grant went after her, “you know you can still go sleep upstairs if you want,” he said like it was a threat if she didn’t act right.

“No way! I wanna stay!” she replied, “you’re not kicking me out are you?”

“Not if you behave yourself,” Grant told her, “just stay quiet so our parents don’t hear us, ok?”

“OK, sorry, I’ll be quiet.”

I was getting really amused and kind of horny, I didn’t realize my silly little joke would cause this much of a ruckus, and now I had accidentally suckered Grant and his 11 year old cousin Clara into arguing about who wants to see my dick more. Part of me wished I had actually flashed them to see how Clara would have reacted, and I kept thinking of what I could say or do to get them to dare me into it for real. I started getting suddenly more nervous about it because all the excitement was starting to make my dick hard, and I was about to start pitching a tent in my briefs big time.

I tried having some self control, but it was much more difficult to stop my dick from getting hard with Clara sitting there trying to x-ray stare at it through my shirt. I was sitting cross legged on my bed down on the floor and she was sitting up on the sofa right beside me, and my dick got so hard it was about to rupture out of my tight briefs. By that point I didn’t care if Clara saw, I kind of wanted her to see, and I wanted her to know I wasn’t scared of showing her. But I had to at least pretend to be modest, I couldn’t just pitch a huge obvious tent sitting right next to her. Without any pants on it was impossible to contain and hide in just my little tight undies, even pulling my shirt down wasn’t much help. My dick kept swelling and getting harder, and if I wasn’t careful it could easily pop out through a leg hole if I kept it aimed down, or it would lift the fabric so high there’d be no hiding it. I didn’t want to be too obvious by covering up with my sleeping bag or pillow, so I did the only thing I could think of and tried to be a little sneaky reaching down to adjust myself so I could tuck my boner up and away under my waistband.

Of course Clara couldn’t help but notice and look down right as I reached under my shirt into my underwear and grabed my hard swollen dick. I held my shirt down with one hand to cover what I was doing so the guys didn’t see, but Clara was perfectly off to my side and she could see right down my other arm behind my shirt from her side angle, so I sneakily let her watch me put my hand down into my undies. She tried not to be too obvious but she glanced down and saw absolutely everything as I re-aimed my dick up to tuck it up under my waistband, pulling up what little fabric there was there to try and cover my whole big boner. But my undies were too small to totally contain it, best I could do is leave the head of my dick poking out over my waistband as I squeezed my shaft against my belly kept it covered up with my shirt.

I didn’t know if the guys could tell I was diamond hard, but suddenly Clara sure knew because she had a pretty good unobstructed view of me tucking it away and watched me do it. I could have been way more subtle about it and kept the up-and-tuck action hidden from her too, but I didn’t care, I was hoping she’d look and she really did. She finally got what she wanted and saw my dick, only for 2 seconds, but she got a good look at it in full size throbbing hard erect mode. The way she snuck a peek turned me on even more, and I had to keep my shirt carefully arranged hanging low enough to hide it.

As she saw what I did, Clara looked at me and we accidentally made awkward eye contact for a second. She looked at me with big surprised eyes and a blushing embarrassed smile on her face, I smiled back casually and tried to shrug it off like “oops you weren’t supposed to see that,” but neither of us said anything to each other. It gave me a flashback to that awkward encounter flashing my boner at that weirdo girl in the men’s showers, only this was infinitely more exciting. This all happened in the span of a few seconds while they were still busy arguing about who wanted to see my dick and if I had the guts to show it or not. I wasn’t expecting such a perfect setup, but hey, whatever works.

“You guys are so dumb,” Chris said to Grant and Clara interrupting them, “he wouldn’t actually do it!”

“Yeah, not with YOU here,” Grant said to Clara, really trying to egg me on even more. I brought this upon myself, but it was going better than I expected. I was hoping to bait them into it and they swallowed it hook line and sinker.

“That’s not true,” I said factually, “I wasn’t joking, I don’t care if everyone sees, I’ll do it, do you guys dare me?” I challenged everyone, hoping they would. They all knew I actually wanted to show off by that point, so Grant went ahead and laid down the gauntlet.

“Well Clara is the only one here who hasn’t already seen you naked before,” Grant said in a shocking twist of an admission, “so go ahead, what’s stopping you then? Are you really too scared to scared to show your dick now just cause she’s here?” he asked me, clearly daring me to do it. I didn’t know how to answer, I wanted to say that we’ve all seen each other naked and it wasn’t just me, but clearly Clara understood the wider context of what Grant had just said and knew what he really meant.

“Wait, what do you mean I’m the only one who hasn’t seen?” Clara interrupted and asked Grant before I could think to answer him, “Do you mean you guys all hang out naked when there isn’t a girl here or something?” she asked, all cheeky like she already knew we did a lot more than casually get changed around each other like normal boys do.

“Shut up you perv,” Grant fired back, “so what if we do? You better not tell anyone about this, but yeah sometimes we hang out naked, and we like to sleep naked, big deal, so what? It’s not gay.”

“I didn’t say that, but wow, okay,” Clara replied, “so, like, you guys really aren’t shy around each other?”

“No it’s you everyone is shy around, normally it’s fun to hang out and sleep naked, we do it all the time down here, like I said we can do whatever the fuck we want,” Grant said, being pretty truthful but still totally downplaying the reality of it. We all got pretty nervous now that Grant was slowly starting to spill the beans, but Clara’s curiosity and enthusiasm about it was unbelievably exciting. This was way more exciting than telling our big secret to all our guy friends who we’d recruited into the club.

“No way! That’s so cool,” Clara said, “I thought guys were super awkward about that kind of stuff.”

“Yeah, well, not us ok,” Grant replied as he realized where this was headed, playing it cool to keep Clara interested without saying too much and scaring her, “it’s not like my parents ever come down here at night, so if he wants to get naked and show his dick that’s up to him,” he trailed off looking and pointing at me. “Don’t worry though, he won’t, he’s too pussy!” he added, challenging me yet again.

“You guys are the pussies!” I said defiantly, reminding everyone they weren’t the ones wearing next to nothing and daring to take it off like I was. “You just want to see me do it, I don’t see any of you taking your clothes off!”

“So? I never said I wouldn’t,” Grant replied, teasing at the possibility, “I’m still gonna sleep naked.”

“If you guys want to sleep naked or whatever I don’t care,” Clara begged us hilariously, realizing she was the only reason we weren’t already nude, “You don’t have to be shy just because I’m here, I promise won’t tell anyone – I won’t even look if you don’t want me to!” she went on, totally excited about the possibility of a bunch of boys stripping nude around her. I totally wanted to get naked in front of her and thought we should all play along and see where it leads, but I didn’t know who else would have the guts to strip and it was up to Grant what he wanted to do about it. Hopefully Clara would play along too and let us see her naked in return, but it didn’t seem like Grant was going to make it that easy.

“Absolutely no fucking way you’re sleeping out here with us!” Grant ripped back at her, “if our parents catch you out here with us, then we’re all fucking dead and they’ll never let you sleep over again!”

“Aww please? I promise I won’t tell,” she continued begging, “If I knew you were actually going to make me stay in your room I would have just slept upstairs!”

“You still can, I’m sure your mom won’t mind!” he threatened her again, keeping her right on the edge almost like he suddenly knew what to do and had a plan. If she thought that Grant might still kick her out, maybe she’d behave herself and do whatever he wanted to stay downstairs with us.

“Why can’t I stay out here with you guys? You’re not actually going to sleep yet are you?” Clara pleaded with him, “You guys can still do whatever you want, I promise I won’t tell your mom or anyone anything!” she said, starting to elude to knowing more than she let on.

“I didn’t mean you can’t hang out with us before we go to sleep, but after that you still gotta sleep in my room, and you absolutely have to be there in the morning before either of our moms see you, ok?”

“Yeah duh of course,” Clara replied, getting a little dramatic, “and I’m sorry if I’m ruining your guys’s fun, you guys don’t have to act any different just because I’m here, really! I promise I won’t be weird, I won’t make fun of you guys or anything.”

“It’s fine, you can stay, but don’t tell anyone ok?” Grant reassured her.

“I won’t, I promise,” Clara said, “I swear I won’t even tell anyone if you guys want to hang out naked or whatever, I don’t care, like, I think it’s cool you guys are so chill about it,” she went on, refusing to drop the subject, “like, if you guys still wanna be naked you totally can, I promise I won’t be weird about it, I think it’d be cool!”

“Yeah you’d love to see that, wouldn’t you? But not a fucking chance with you here!” Grant said, still acting defiant and playing hard to get, “that would be way too awkward!”

“Aww, why not? He said he’d do it, he’s not scared to strip naked,” Clara asked, pointing right at me, “or are all you guys too scared to show your dicks to a girl?” she went on looking at me with a subtle wink and not even acting shy about it, switching tactics from begging to teasing us for being cowards.

“You really are a pervert,” he replied, “and I’m not scared either, but we got rules down here.”

“I promise I won’t ever tell anyone!” she repeated herself, “What ‘rules’? You keep saying you guys can do whatever the fuck you want down here.”

“Yeah, we can, but you don’t get special treatment because you’re a girl, ok?” Grant said bluntly.

“I’m not asking for special treatment,” Clara replied matter-of-factly, “you wanna see me naked too, don’t you?”

“Duh, nobody is going to show you anything unless you do it too”

“I never said I wouldn’t!”

“Yeah, so? Are you really going to strip and show us everything too then?” Grant bluntly asked her, finally getting some of the tension out into the open. “Because it’s a little unfair for you to get to see us naked if you don’t strip too, don’t you think?”

“I will, I’ll totally strip naked if you guys do, I don’t care, I’m not scared either,” Clara said with surprising confidence, “you guys won’t tell anyone though, right?”

“Of course we won’t tell anyone, what goes on down here stays down here!” Grant promised. “But if you want to see any of us naked you gotta show off for us too though, deal?”

“I don’t care, I’ll totally do it,” Clara said confidently and paused to think. “But only if ALL of you get naked too!”

“What, you’d actually get fully naked in front of all of us? Are you sure?” Grant asked, obviously a little surprised by her boldness.

“Yeah why not? If you guys all do it all the time why can’t I do it too? I’m not shy just cause I’m a girl, I don’t care if you guys see me naked. If you guys are really serious I’ll do it, but you can’t make fun of my small boobs!”

We all looked around at each other, even Adam who’d been silently blushing this whole time nodded along in agreement, and we looked back and forth at Clara like holy shit is this girl serious!?!

“Ok prove it, you go first!” Grant told her “No flashing either, take everything off and leave it off!”

“No fucking way, you guys aren’t serious are you? No way I’m going first!” she started borderline panicking, realizing we weren’t even remotely kidding and this wasn’t just a game.

“Don’t act like you don’t want to,” Grant said, “you strip first and then we’ll do it too, right guys? Then we’ll all be nude! You wanted to see some dick, well you’ll get 4 and we only get one of you, that’s a way better deal so you go first!”

“No way!” she said, “not unless at least one of you goes first!”

“Nope. It’s your first time so you have to go first, that’s the rules!” Grant said, making it up as he went along, “You said you didn’t want special treatment, so if you want to see us naked you have to go first!” That wasn’t even a real rule of ours but whatever.

“No way, you guys are lying, how do I know you’ll all get naked too? You guys better not be messing with me!” she said half heartedly, knowing we definitely weren’t playing around, and they only lying we were doing was holding out on her and not telling her what really happens when she’s not around.

“You’ll have to trust us, I guess, now get up where we can all see you and strip – or drop the subject, it’s up to you…” Grant said, laying down the ultimatum and getting surprisingly strict with her. Now that he knew she was into it he figured he should try ordering her around a bit.

I didn’t know how to wink properly let alone subtly, so I just looked at Clara and nodded at her silently trying to promise I have her back, she knew my quick dick flash at her earlier definitely wasn’t an accident and I wanted to encourage her to pay me back. She stared into my eyes trying to read my soul, and after taking a second to think about it, she finally agreed and said she was going to do it. She said she’d strip first, but only if we promised never to tell anyone, not judge her for not having any real boobs yet, and only if we all strip naked right after. And she of course had to threaten she was either going to kill us or rat us out if we ever did tell anyone, she didn’t want anyone to think she’s a slut after all. We didn’t want anyone to think we were fags, and while it doesn’t sound comparable, we all had our reputations at stake, that’s why we were slowly easing her into it and not just dumping the real truth on her.

She went and stood in front of the TV, and first she confidently dropped her fluffy pajama pants on the floor and walked right out them, revealing nothing but her ankles. Then she looked over at us all nervous, and bunched up a bit of her night gown in each hand and staring lifting it. She wasn’t even slow or sexy about it, this was no striptease, she just ripped it right off up over her head and dropped it on the floor next to her, revealing that tiny tight little body all in one second. It was amazing, her tits had only just started growing and were barely swollen past flat, big pink nipples, gorgeous perfect smooth pale skin, flat belly and a body only slightly more curvy than a boy’s. And of course the holy grail, her perfect tiny little pussy that was nothing but a bald slit between her long skinny legs from that angle, framed in a perfect tiny little triangular thigh gap. I just drank it all in and couldn’t believe what I was seeing, and she looked right at me and smiled as I checked her body out. This was far from what I was expecting would happen that night, this was amazing!

“OK now you guys!” She said almost immediately, looking right at me as she started blushing from all of us staring at her.

“Not yet, turn around, show us everything, show us your butt too!” Grant ordered her.

“Like this?” she asked as she turned her body around and showed us her magnificent little pale ass. Her round plump little butt cheeks were absolutely perfect, and she turned her head around to look at us over her shoulder.

“Yeah, now all the way back around,” Grant went on.

“No way, I’m not turning around again until one of you is naked too!” she said, getting nervous and shy with her back to us.

“Go for it man, you go first!” Grant told me, for once not trying to be the biggest show off in the room.

“No way! You go first!” I replied, trying to play at least a little hesitant.

“Why? You scared all of a sudden?” Grant challenged me.

“No, but I have a huge boner right now!” I said only partly pretending to be embarrassed about it.

“So what? Me too, look,” Grant said pointing to the giant tent he was pitching. His dick just kept seeming to grow bigger all the time, I didn’t know why he was so nervous and wanted me to go first, but I didn’t care and wanted to show off so I finally went for it. I couldn’t wait to see Clara’s reaction.

“OK here goes,” I said as I started standing up. My dick was so hard tucked up against my belly that the motion of standing up caused it to push right up and over my waistband, my underwear just couldn’t contain it and slid all down to my balls as my hard dick popped right out the top. It pushed my shirt way out in front of me as I stood up and just barely stayed covered up, and I just slid my underwear the rest of the way off first because it really wasn’t doing anything. The big reveal was taking my shirt off, and I peeled it off so fast because I didn’t want to miss one second of Clara’s reaction. I just stood there right in front of her now fully nude with my dick unbelievably hard and sticking way up and out.

“Wow, ok, you weren’t kidding!” Clara said as she turned her body back around toward us and took a better look, “that is really hard, it’s big too!”

“I Told you I’d do it, and I warned you I have a boner, that’s why it’s so big,” I said proudly standing there showing off my erect cock as she thoroughly inspected it from a few feet away. The two of us stood there staring at each other’s privates like retards for a second until Grant stood up and decided to show off too.

“Mine’s bigger,” Grant bragged as he quickly stripped himself nude. He peeled his pj’s off and out came his big cock too. Adam and Chris both followed along and got naked too, and suddenly all 5 of us were just standing fully nude and staring at each other. Clara’s eyes lit up and did a quick lap of the room and looked back at me, and she broke the awkward silence by making it even more awkward – she was getting good at that.

“Oh weird, are you circumcised?” she blatantly asked me as she came in for a bit closer look and pointed right at my dick.

“Umm, no, look,” I replied awkwardly as grabbed my shaft and rolled my foreskin up over the head of my erect cock as much as I could to show her, “how do you even know what that is?” I asked as I adjusted myself and played with my dick a bit, trying to roll and stretch my foreskin up over the tip as Clara looked at it curiously.

“Sorry for asking, that was kind of a stupid question, sorry for being weird” she said awkwardly.

“It’s okay, I don’t care,” I said, still fondling my dick.

“I was just curious, but it’s cool how the skin moves like that.”

“Like this?” I asked as I gave her another quick demonstration, rolling my foreskin up and down literally stroking my shaft right in front of her.

“Yeah, that’s cool,” she said as she stared right at it.

“None of us are circumcised, look, guys, show her,” I said, trying to divert her attention so my cock wasn’t the only one she was staring at, those eyes alone were going to make me cum without her even touching it.

Adam and Chris’s foreskins stayed covering their cock heads, they both had to pull theirs down manually no matter how hard their dicks got, but Grant’s big meaty boner couldn’t handle it and also uncovered itself and looked circumcised when hard like mine. We all rolled our foreskins up and down to show her the difference between covered and uncovered, Grant almost started stroking himself to show off. But Clara had seen his before and kept staring back at me after glancing around at everyone else.

“It’s not awkward for you guys getting boners around each other? That doesn’t make it awkward?” she said surprisingly frankly.

“Not me, I don’t give a shit,” I replied confidently, clenching my kegels to make my dick bounce and engorge extra hard.

“Wow, so, like, do you guys always get hard when you get naked around each other, or is it because of me?” Clara asked with a little giggle.

“Both I guess, we don’t care, it just makes it more fun,” Grant replied mischievously, still slowly jerking himself off a little too obviously.

“Really? That’s so cool,” Clara asked like she was loading up a much bigger question, watching Grant stroke his dick, “So, like, you guys really don’t care? What do normally do when someone gets a boner? Do you guys just, like, umm masturb—”

“You should show us some more you know,” Grant cut her off before she could finish her obvious question and continued ordering her around, “this isn’t really fair, our dicks are all hard and we’re showing you everything, I can barely see your vagina, you should like, spread it and show us properly.”

“Like this?” she asked as she put one foot up on the coffee table and spread her legs wide, reaching into her crotch with one hand and spreading her pussy lips open with 2 fingers. Holy fucking mother of God it was amazing, it was all there, the inner and outer labia,vulva, itty bitty little clit, a tiny pink wet hole, like a smaller younger sexier version of the textbook perfect pussies we’d seen in porn, totally hairless of course. Seeing my first one in real life though was mind boggling, and I couldn’t believe this girl was showing off for all 4 of us like this. But it was exactly fair for her to show us at least this much considering we were showing her our hard dicks and halfway to jerking off in front of her.

“Exactly like that, yes!” Grant said all excited as he took a good look. We all had a good long stare deep into that pussy, Grant and me both with our hands still holding our cocks. “Are you going to show us how you masturbate too? You can watch us play with ourselves if you should show us how you do it too,” he said, getting even bolder, still slowly stroking his cock.

“Umm, what?” she asked, thinking about it and putting her leg back down, “like, so you guys actually do masturbate around each other? You guys really don’t give a shit how weird that is?”

“Yeah that’s kinda the whole point, isn’t it? That’s what makes it so fun,” Grant said like it was just a given, “but if you wanna see, you gotta show us too.”

“So, you guys don’t just hang out naked do you?” Clara asked boldly, still not really believing it as Grant started coming clean, “you guys actually masturbate with each other and watch and stuff? Do you just do it to yourselves or do you guys jerk each other off too?” she went on with her interrogation.

“Everyone does it, we’re just not shy or ashamed about it, right guys?” he replied, pretty much giving that away already by sitting there playing with himself, but not specifically answering her question either. “We’re not the only ones, most guys jerk off with their friends, we’re just the only ones who aren’t scared to admit it to you!” Grant told her, trying to downplay the seriousness of it and trying to make it sound like it’s the cool thing to do, the same kind of sales pitch we had for any new boy joining the club. The rest of us nodded along agreeing with his little confession, and me and Chris and Adam started stroking our dicks too, rapidly losing our inhibitions around Clara.

“Woah, cool, ok,” Clara said, glancing around the room looking at us as we all starting to play with our dicks, still standing there showing off her pussy, “are your guys’s sleepovers always this much fun?” she asked with a naughty little smile.

“Yeah, you have no idea,” Grant replied, “but you’re the pervert who wants to stay down here and watch!” he replied mockingly.

“What’s that supposed to mean, I have ‘no idea’?” she asked, “What do I have no idea about? What else aren’t you telling me?” she went on, hassling Grant about whatever he was hinting at.

“Well, since you’re such a pervert and want to know so bad,” he went on, not only dragging Clara down with him but getting ready to embarrass the rest of us boys as he went on, “actually we’ve ALL done way worse things than just jerking each other off, right guys? So what? You gonna judge us for it?” he said looking dead at Clara accusingly, calling her out for being as bad as any of us with all our secrets and lies. I couldn’t believe he was actually admitting stuff to her and letting her in on the big secret, but we did give him permission after all, and he still had dirt on her to shut her up.

“Wait WHAT?” Clara asked with genuine surprise, standing there naked and embarrassed enough to take her foot off the table and stand back shyly, “What the hell do you mean by THAT?” She looked almost as mortified by hearing the confession as we were about the truth starting to slip out.

“What do you think I mean? You’re the pervert who wanted to hang out down here all night with us!” he accused her.

“Wait, are you serious right now? Like what? You guys all suck each other’s dicks or something, all 4 of you? No fucking way!” she asked all excited and eager suddenly.

“Yeah so what?” Grant answered confidently, “doesn’t mean we’re gay, and you’re not so innocent yourself either, Clara…” he said, reminding her she had sins to confess as well.

“Seriously though, you guys actually suck each other’s dicks, all of you guys?” Clara asked again in utter disbelief, “Like, that is kind of gay but I don’t care, that’s fucking cool, you guys are fucking nuts! I wanna see!”

“Not just us, Jay and Matt too, kinda sucks they had to go home, they’d be jerking off with us by now too if they were here,” Grant told her.

“No way! Them too?” she asked even more surprised.

“Yeah but you can’t ever tell anyone though,” Grant said, “I’m only telling you because we all trust you – we can trust you, right?”

“Yeah of course I won’t tell anyone,” she promised, “but seriously, are you guys for real right now? All of you guys? Can I see? Pease? You HAVE to show me, it’s not weird that I want to watch, is it?”

We all started nodding along to the first part of her question and admitting it, but then we all got nervous when she suddenly wanted to see so bad. The 4 of us guys all looked at each other and didn’t know what to say, even Grant was at a rare loss for words. Clara looked at us anxiously, not so nervous about being naked anymore but nervous about what we were going to say.

“Umm, you really wanna watch? Like, you don’t think it’s weird or disgusting or whatever?” Grant asked.

“No way, I think that’s kinda hot actually!” Clara replied, “but I get it if you don’t want to show me, I know, it’s weird, I’m weird, I’m sorry I asked I just really want to watch cause that’d be so cool to see, I promise I’ll never tell anyone!.”

“Umm, I don’t care if you wanna watch, that’s kind of up to these guys,” Grant said motioning toward the rest of us, “but it’s not really fair if you’re only going to watch, is is?”

“I just want to see, I always thought that guys do stuff like that but never really believed it, I think it’s kinda sexy actually.”

“So you really want to see?” Grant asked, “You’re nuts, Clara, I dunno about that, you really are a pervert!”

“Shut up, I’m not as bad as you guys!” she said defensively, “I just want to watch, you already admitted it and told me, so you guys should prove it and show me!”

“Okaaaay, but,” Grant leaned into her “stop acting so innocent – what are you going to do so we know you’re not going to tell anyone? You gotta kind of prove it, you know?”

“How about, if you guys let me watch, I’ll suck your dicks too…” she said daringly. “No actual sex,” she quickly qualified her statement, “I’m still a virgin but I’ll do other stuff with you guys, I can keep your guys’s secret if you keep mine…”

“What, with all of us?” Grant asked, still subly poking at his and her little secret that wasn’t so secret.

“Yeah not just you, Grant,” she replied, partway acknowledging the unsaid with a bit of sass. “Why not? What? I just want to see, do you guys like, all take turns on each other or something? Cause I’ll suck all your dicks if you guys want me to, I don’t care, I’m not scared, if you guys do it I’ll do it too, you guys can teach me how.”

“Umm, something like that, yeah,” Grant said boldly again, “you serious? You gonna take turns sucking dick too then?”

“Why not? If you guys all do it what’s the big deal? Nobody will ever find out, right?” Clara said, sounding like she just wanted to be one of the boys.

“Are you sure?” Grant asked, still shocked as any of us were by how wild Clara was turning out to be. None of us were expecting this when we agreed to let her hang out. We hoped it would happen of course, but now that it was happening it was almost unbelievable – was she really offering to suck all our dicks?

“Yeah, I’m serious,” Clara said, “don’t you want me to blow you guys? Like, you guys say you aren’t gay but -”

“We aren’t!” Grant interrupted her again, “we just do it for fun, that’s all.”

“But that’s kinda my point, you guys don’t judge each other for it, so don’t judge me, ok? I wasn’t saying you guys are gay, I just want to do it for fun and I can just take turns like you guys, right? It doesn’t have to mean anything and it doesn’t mean I’m a slut, ok?” she said, almost begging to join the fun by then.

“I didn’t say you were,” Grant reassured her, “remember, no judgement down here, do whatever you want and we won’t ever tell anyone!”

“I know,” she said softly, “so, can I see first or what? You guys have done it before, you should show me first.”

“You’ve done it already too Clara, stop lying…” Grant accused her, pivoting back to the little secret the two of them still had because it was stupid to keep hiding it. I almost wanted to tell him to shut up, he was really starting to order her around more than I was comfortable with. I figured if she wanted to act all innocent and pure and pretend it’s her first time he should just let her, we still weren’t being exactly honest with her either even though the truth was starting to be revealed. But what did I know? She’s his cousin and his strategy was working so far, and she didn’t seem too ashamed of their little secret now that Grant outed her.

“So what if I did?” she fired back, “that was, like, one time, you guys still do it way more than me. I don’t even care if they know, you can tell them, Grant.”

“I already kinda did, sorry.” he finally admitted.

“Wait, what? So you guys know?” she asked, blushing.

“Yeah, sorry, I told them,” Grant said plainly, “but I told you about our secrets too, so it’s fair, right?”

“I guess, as long as you guys don’t think I’m weird.”

“Well now you know our secret so we’re even, right?”

“Sure, I guess – so you told them about last time at my place?” Clara asked shyly.

“Yeah but not any more than what I told you about us guys, so you can stop acting like you didn’t already know we suck dicks,” Grant replied all strict and serious.

“Okay but you didn’t tell me it was ALL of you guys!” she fired back.

“So what? Now that you know, you should tell them about that other friend of yours you told me about too, then we’ll really be even!” he said.

“That too? OK fine,” Clara replied, and getting exhausted at Grant’s requests she made a demand of her own, “but if you want me to tell them that, Grant, you have to suck his dick,” she challenged him, pointing directly at me and my erect cock. After being told what to do by Grant one too many times she finally snapped back and started ordering him around too, and maybe that’s what he was hoping for.

“Fine you pervert,” Grant said to her, then looked over at me and asked, “are you cool with that? Cause I’ll do it, I don’t care.”

“Go for it man,” I told him, then looked over at Clara, “I don’t care either.”

I was still standing almost right next to Clara, and her eyes lit up again as Grant came over and kneeled down right in front of me. She watched so intently as Grant grabbed my dick with one hand and put it in his mouth without hesitation, and I was so turned on by her watching that it was good he started really slow and careful. I was so wound up I could have blown my load in 10 seconds, but Grant started sucking my cock nice and gentle, mostly just to put on a show for Clara.

“Woah,” she muttered quietly to herself as she watched, half still in shock and half horny. She stared down with a shocked look on her face as Grant slid my cock in and out of his mouth, licking the underside and stroking my shaft to the rhythm, being a lot more theatrical than normal. I was more focused on Clara though, and I kept watching her reaction as her eyes lit up and she enjoyed the show. She had this devious smile on her face, totally shocked by what she was witnessing but very obviously turned on by it. I was pretty used to being watched by horny friends at all our other big wild orgies, but having a hot little naked 11 year old girl standing there completely fascinated made it into a whole new thrill. I was enjoying the exhibitionism part of it so much I would have gladly just let her watch even if she hadn’t agree to join in on the action. Part of me still doubted she would, having a girl join in on some kind of bisexual group sex still seemed like a wild dream even as Clara stood there drooling over the gratuitously pornographic blowjob she was watching.

Chris and Adam watched in utter amazement too, also more focused on Clara’s reaction than anything else. Pretty much instinctively by now, Chris grabbed his dick and started jerking off while watching us, Adam slowly did too even though he still barely said a word and looked way more nervous that Clara. Even Grant reached down to play with himself and started properly stroking his own dick as he continued to suck me off. Clara was the only one not pleasuring herself as she just stood there all naked just watching. It took less than a minute and I was already about to explode.

“Oh my God, stop,” I quietly warned Grant, “you’re going to make me cum.” My dick was already starting to throb and pulsate and he stopped just in time, just as he was about to push me over the edge. He backed off and caught his breath, and I had to just stand there motionless trying not to go off. Clara stared at my wet spit coated cock as it throbbed and bounced with every heartbeat harder than ever before, and she sure wasn’t shy about asking awkward questions.

“Whoah, so do you guys, like, go all way and actually make each other cum?”

“Yeah duh, that’s kinda the whole point,” Grant said, wiping some excess spit off his mouth.

“Not usually so fast though,” I chimed in, partly embarrassed by how quick Grant almost made me cum.

“Whoah that’s so cool,” Clara said, and she was too curious to stop herself from asking, “so, like, sorry if this is a stupid question, but do you like, cum in each other’s mouths? I mean, like, actually ejaculate?”

“Yeah, why, does that gross you out?” Grant admitted and asked her plainly.

“I dunno,” Clara replied, “I’m just curious, I didn’t know you guys are old enough, I never seen that before – I know I said I’d suck you guys too but I don’t want cum in my mouth.”

“Why not?” Grant asked her, “it’s not that bad, how else do you expect to give anyone proper blowjob then?”

“Oh my God so you have tasted it?” she asked, not sure if she should be horny or disgusted, “Isn’t it gross? Do you swallow it? What does it taste like?”

“Yeah, we’ve all swallowed cum except you, so what? It’s doesn’t taste bad, and we don’t make a mess that way. Ask him, HE swallows more than anyone, don’t you?” Grant said, pointing right at me and calling me out for being such an enthusiastic cumdumpster.

“So?” I said defiantly, not sure if Grant was trying to embarrass me or help me brag, “I don’t care, you guys all swallow too…”

“Yeah but that’s not what I meant,” Grant said to me, “you should show her that other thing you can do… Clara THIS will blow your mind! Go ahead dude, show her!” he said, knowing I was pretty okay with getting ordered around too.

“Oh that… Yeah,” I said as I realized what he was talking about, “I guess, if you wanna see.”

“Oh my God what?” Clara asked more intrigued than ever.

“Check this out,” Grant said with a big dirty smile, “he can suck his own dick!”

“No fucking way!” Clara said, “how is that even possible?”

“I’ll show you, watch this,” I said as I went to sit down on the sofa. I held my dick in one hand as I bent myself over forward, curling my spine until my dick was in my own mouth. I started sucking myself off and pushed as deep as I could without a warm-up stretch, but still managed to stuff most of my own shaft into my mouth. I only went at it for a few seconds, I didn’t want to make myself cum, but mainly I was dying to look up and see Clara’s reaction.

“Holy shit!” she blurted out almost laughing, “I didn’t even know anyone could do that!”

“Yeah he’s a freak,” Grant said, “Chris can kinda do it too.”

“Wait, so you actually cum in your own mouth too? Do you swallow your own cum too?” Clara asked me all curious and still not shy or turned off yet.

“Yeah I swallow my own, it’s not bad” I replied nervously as I uncurled myself and sat back on the sofa, part of me still scared to ever admit something like that to a girl, “it’s like Grant said, that way I don’t make a mess when I masturbate at home,” I said, trying to excuse such degenerate behaviour like there was some other explanation for sucking your own dick and eating your own cum other than being a total gay pervert.

“Oh man eww, that’s crazy, you must really like how it tastes!” Clara said, finally getting to the point of being kind of disgusted by something, and not shy to tease me about it. “It doesn’t gross you out? Do you swallow every time?” she asked, still all curious and turned on despite being on the verge of getting grossed out by it herself.

“I don’t think it’s gross, I like the taste of cum, I don’t even care if you think it’s gay or gross or whatever,” I replied, hoping she wasn’t actually disgusted and just trying to act innocent so one of us didn’t blow our loads in her mouth eventually. “These guys all swallow and like the taste as much as I do!”

“What does it taste like then?” Clara asked blatantly, “I just assumed it’s probably gross but I never tried it like you guys so I don’t know.”

“You can try some if you wanna know,” Grant interrupted her, “C’mon Clara, stop asking so many questions, don’t just stand there watching us jerk off! You said you were gonna show us how you masturbate, or do you want to skip straight to sucking dick? ”

“Umm, hold on,” she said, reaching down and touching her pussy again, “can I at least sit down? I wanna masturbate first, then maybe I’ll suck your guy’s dicks as long as you don’t cum in my mouth.”

“Yeah, whatever you want,” Grant told her, “but you still gotta tell us about your other secret friend too though, the one you told me about – you’re not afraid to admit that now, are you?”

“No, I don’t care if you guys know, as long as you never tell anyone,” Clara said as she walked directly in front of me and sat down beside me, almost touching, within arms reach.

“Duh, of course we won’t tell anyone,” Grant said, “you don’t tell anyone about us, we won’t tell anyone about you, our secret is way worse than yours anyway.”

“No it’s not it’s exactly the same,” she replied, “it’s not even a big deal, me and my best friend have the same secret as you guys, we fool around and do stuff to each other too, but we’re not lesbians, I’m bisexual ok?”

That was finally it, everything was out in the open and nobody had any real secrets anymore, she might as well have been a fully inducted member of the secret club by then. Our very first girl to ever join in, and she was as bad of a pervert as a girl that age could possibly be, pretty much already functioning on a female equivalent level of degeneracy all us boys were at. And now that she’d dropped the big B-word and came out to us as not entirely straight, that made our denials about being gay seem pretty stupid and childish if we didn’t admit to being at least bisexual ourselves. She really was pretty much exactly like us except she had a vagina instead of a penis.

We were obviously enthralled by her story, of course we all wanted more details. Grant kept bugging her to tell us all about it and show us how she plays with herself, and her knee almost bumped mine as she spread her legs open and gave us a little demonstration.

Clara told us how she started fooling around with her friend when they were really young, like 6 or 7, first just humping pillows together and fingering each other. She reached down to her pussy and started rubbing it to show us, telling us about how her and her friend figured out how to masturbate together, all while demonstrating for us exactly how it’s done. She rubbed the top of her pussy at the pubic bone with her palm and curled her middle two fingers up inside herself, spreading and rubbing her pussy lips with her index and pinky fingers in one smooth up down in out motion. She obviously had a well refined technique she’d been practicing a lot, and her pussy was absolutely dripping wet and making her whole hand slimy. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, I had to lean out from my seat for a better look. Watching her pleasure herself was amazing enough on its own, but the fact that she did it while telling us about her own little gay relationship with her best friend made it unbelievably exhilarating.

The guys all gathered around to watch and stood there jerking off as Clara admitted the dirtiest part of the story. She told us it didn’t stop there and she and her best friend started humping each other, rubbing their pussies together, and when they got a bit older and really horny they even started eating each out. So while us guys were busy sucking dicks in secret all this time she’d been having almost as much oral sex with her best girlfriend back home too. The two of them had lezzed out all the way and taken it about as far as two girls possibly could go without toys, so her secret really was pretty much as bad as ours. Except she still didn’t even know bad we really were and all the other much more dirty things we’d been doing to each other. Guys have a lot deeper depths we can sink to with our gay experiments way beyond just blowing each other, and she only knew the half of it yet. But she was about to find out.

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