My 18th Summer Vol. 01

Could this have gotten any worse, I asked myself. "All right, whatever, just open the door please?"

Allison's voice came through the door. "We only have one simple rule, Pervo." I was imagining the angry grin on her gorgeous cheerleader's face, but all my cock was imagining was the bare, glistening slit of her shaved, cheerleader's pussy. "The rule is that you do what we say, when we say it, with no argument. And your punishment is over when we decide it's over. Agreed?"

As if I had any room for argument. "Yeah, whatever, just open up!"

"All right Terri, you can come back now!" Jean called. It was only a moment before I heard the door to the men's shower open and close, and then Terri was walking around the corner to stand before me, my keys in her hand. She gasped when she saw me standing naked in the doorway. I was trying to cover myself, but it more likely than not looked like I was playing with myself, since I had both hands wrapped around my erect, throbbing cock. Her face blushed red as she pushed past me to unlock the door, hardly able to take her eyes off my member where it peeked out from my clenched hands.

I walked into the room behind Terri. Terri had brought the "Out of Service" sign with her from the door to the men's shower and hung it on the outside of the door before she closed it. Once inside, she turned the lock with my key and then walked over to join her friends.

So there I stood holding myself, vainly trying to hide my throbbing cock from the view of these three luscious girls, two of whom I had only moments ago been watching naked in the shower, and one of whom was my sister. How the hell did I get myself into these situations? My cock throbbed as if to respond, "yep, blame me buddy, it's all my fault and we both know it!"

Allison leaned over to Jean and, without taking her eyes from my naked body, asked "So did you know that you brother was a perv?"

I looked up at Jean eyes and trembled at the fury I saw there.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't march over to your boss' office and have you fired!" she demanded. "Or better off, why I shouldn't tell Mom and Dad and get your skinny little bare ass grounded for the rest of the summer?"

I tried to make light of the situation. "C'mon guys, it's not like I was hurting anyone, I was just looking." My smile was answered by Allison's.

"You know ladies," she said to her friends, nodding, "he's right. No harm done, he was just looking, right?" I nodded, hopeful that I had found an ally. She turned to look at me again, her smile gone. "So drop your hands and let us have a look." All three sets of eyes fastened on me, especially Jeans.

I swallowed, realizing that I was on my own here. I knew that I had what most girls would probably consider a pretty good body. There was no fat on me, I was nicely tanned and muscled from working outdoors, and I had a nice outline trace of a six pack. My cock was, as far as I could tell from the showers at school, average. Nothing to be ashamed of, I told myself, so I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and let my hands fall to my side.

I could feel their eyes roaming over my naked body. I was sure they could see my dick throbbing in delight, aching to be touched. I had never needed to cum as bad as I did right at that moment. Their gazes almost felt like hot kisses, gently stroking up and down the length of my aching cock. I gulped, and had a hard time swallowing, as a waited for the punishment to start. But the feeling of their eyes on me was driving me crazy.

"What do you think girls," asked Allison, taking the lead. I opened my eyes and saw the three of them staring hungrily at my cock. Surprised, I thought they might be enjoying the view as much as I was enjoying giving it to them.

"It's gotta be something bad," started Jean. "I mean something really bad, to make up for this." I could tell she was still furious, but the look of anger in her eyes was slowly being replaced by a look of wonder. I still to this day can't describe the feeling of having my twin sister's gaze caressing my bare, erect manhood, but the memory of that look in her eyes, eyes the same colour as my own, is etched into my memory forever.

"I agree," said Terri, never once taking her eyes from my cock. She hadn't gotten into the shower, but I could swear that the crotch of her bathing suit was damp. Maybe there was some way for me to turn this around, get them doing what I wanted them to do instead of the other way around.

With her eyes too glued to my twitching shaft, Allison crossed her arms under her ample breasts, squeezing them together and lifting them into a truly awe-inspiring display of cleavage. I'm sure this display was for my benefit, but I didn't want to be the one to tell her that she couldn't possible turn me on any more so than I already was at that moment. My cock throbbed, agreeing happily.

"Make him touch it," Allison suggested.

Her friends looked at her, questioningly. "It? What do you..." Terri started, and then realized what Allison meant. "Oh..." she said, her eyes back on my cock. I liked the direction in which this conversation was going.

"You mean," Jean asked, "make him play with himself? In front of us?" Allison nodded, smiling.

"That's not much of a punishment," Jean concluded, a frown on her beautiful face that I knew so well. I had to admit that I agreed wholeheartedly, and so did my cock.

"He can touch it," Allison clarified, "but he can't cum."

The beginnings of a smile died on my face. "I don't think I can..." I started, but Allison cut me off right away.

"You're not here to think, Pervo, you're here to suffer. This is punishment, remember?" She took me by the hand and walked me over to the sinks lining the far wall. She indicated that I should hoist myself up and sit on the ledge, so I complied.

I was sitting with my legs together, but Allison assertively pushed my legs apart so that I was completely on display, my balls hanging between my spread legs, and my cock standing ram-rod straight up from my lap, just begging for release.

"For how long," I asked?

"For ten minutes," came Allison's prepared response. "You have to work it continuously for a straight ten minutes. You can't close your eyes, and you can't stop stroking yourself. And if you do cum, you're going to regret it. Got it?"

I nodded, not sure if I'd be able to make it one minute, let alone ten.

I licked my hand for some moisture, and took my cock in my hand. The eyes of these three beautiful creatures were glued to me, their eyes following the upward and downward stroke of my hand, visually gobbling up the view of the skin of my purple helmet stretching tight as I drew back with my fist, and the sight of a dribble of pre cum leaking out of my piss-hole as I pulled upwards. Oh god, there was no way I was going to make it a full ten minutes, I was almost ready to come after only four or five strokes.

Did you know that Jose Canseco led the major leagues in 1988 with a total of forty-two home runs in 1988? This was one of the many statistics I was running through my head, trying somehow to make it ten minutes. Allison hadn't said what would happen if I didn't make it the full ten, but I didn't think she had been joking when she warned me that I'd regret it.

As instructed, I kept my eyes open and staring ahead, but unfortunately that meant I was staring at these three sexy teenage girls who were devouring the sight of me jacking myself off in front of them. I felt my testicles start to tighten. This was bad.

1988 was a good year for old Jose... he also led the league for RBIs that year with a total of 124. He was still playing with Oakland then. Good old Jose.

There we go, I had pushed the tide back a little bit. Still, my clenched fist worked up and down my rigid shaft.

Suddenly, I saw Allison lift her hand to her breast and start tweaking her nipple through her bikini, her smile devilish and her eyes hungry. Oh, god no.

Jean and Terri glanced over at Allison and saw what she was doing, their own faces lighting up with wicked smiles. Terri's hand mimicked Allison's, rubbing her breasts and nipples through the fabric of her bathing suit, teasing them as well as me, while Jean's hands wandered lower, her fingers pushing past the elastic edge of her bikini bottom and delving deeper. I could see where they were rubbing gently against her moist slit.

There was no way I could do this, baseball stats or not. I closed my eyes to try to stop the inevitable.

"Eyes open, perv!" shouted Allison.

I opened my eyes to see that she had pulled her bikini top right off, and her fingers were still busy playing with her stiff, reddish-brown nipples. Jean's fingers were still busy rubbing her pussy, and Terri's hands had found their way underneath her swimsuit.

Tide and time wait for no man, it is said, my cock agreed. As my balls clenched up into my scrotum, I threw my head back and a cry escaped my throat. Thick, ropy strands of cum erupted from the fleshy volcano clutched in my fist, liberally spraying my chest and stomach with its pearly lava. My breath heaved from my chest as I came, my muscles quivering with release, my fist still pumping up and down as I unloaded my aching balls all over myself. In the silence that followed, my laboured breathing was the only sound to be heard.

"I warned you," whispered Allison, "you're going to regret that."

With her bikini top still off, she walked forward and, with an extended finger, swiped a sticky glob of warm spunk from my stomach. "Open wide," she commanded with an evil grin.

"Wha..." I started to ask, but she stopped my question by stuffing her cum-covered finger in my mouth. I had never tasted my release before, and gagged at the salty, slimy texture of it.

"If you don't swallow this one, you'll swallow all the rest of it," she warned me. I closed my eyes and tried to overcome my gag reflex. After several tries, I managed to swallow and clear my mouth of the filmy gunk.

When I opened my eyes, all three girls were standing closer to me than they had before, and were openly staring at my cock, now at half-mast. My sister leaned closer to me, ran her finger through a bead of my cum and lifted her finger to her mouth. Her eyes were on mine as she licked her finger clean. "Mmmmm, girls," she mumbled to her friends, "you should try some of this."

Smiling, Terri and Allison came closer to me and leaned in, licking my chest and stomach clean of my discharge. I was in heaven. I had just closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation of their tongues on me, when I felt my half-hard cock slide into someone's warm mouth. My eyes snapped open again and stared down at Jean's beautiful lips wrapped around my cock, which was quickly coming to life again. She sucked for a moment or two to get the last of the cum off my cock and then let my now hard shaft pop free of her warm mouth.

Terri reached down and started to rub her fingers along my inner thigh, stopping just short of my scrotum. My cock bobbed up and down, as if to say hello. "Allison has dished out her punishment, Kevin, and now it's my turn," she whispered to me with a smile. With an inward groan, I realized that they weren't through with me yet.

Terri led me over to the door leading out of the showers, where she turned the key and opened the door. The late afternoon sky had darkened to the point where it looked more like dusk outside. Big, rolling black clouds were passing by low overhead, and you could smell rain in the air. Thunder rolled in the distance, following the occasional flash of lightning. The air had cooled noticeably, and the cool breeze raised goose bumps on my naked skin.

"The girls and I are thirsty," she announced. She pointed across the lawn to where a water fountain stood along a pathway, beside which stood a container of paper cone cups. It was around fifty yards from the shed. "Go get us some water."

I must have been looking at her like she had sprouted a third eye in the middle of her forehead, since she reached down and grabbed me by my balls.

"I'm not kidding, Pervo," she warned me. "You're only one-third of the way through your punishment, and until we're done with you, you're ours, got it?" And with that, she gave me a not very gentle squeeze, holding my balls tight enough to make me wince.

"Okay, okay," I gasped.

I looked back outside, and to my relief noticed that the brewing storm had cleared off the beach. I could see two or three groups of people further down the beach rapidly packing their towels and coolers away, but here near the shower shed, I couldn't see anyone. Of course, once those people got packed, they'd have to come to the parking lot to get into their vehicles, but until then, I was clear from that direction.

I ducked my head around the corner to see if the gate staff was still at the entrance. The lights were on in the shack, but I didn't see anyone there. Denise was the park staff who had been working the gate when I came in this morning, and she was likely doing a tour of the area to make sure everything was locked down in preparation for the coming storm. That meant she could be anywhere.

Chased out of the shed by Terri's hand smacking my bare ass, I took a deep breath and ran for the water fountain. My erect cock bobbed along, leading the way, enjoying the fresh air, while I kept my eyes darting about looking for anyone that might be in the vicinity or looking my way. I made it without incident and, with shaking hands, pulled three paper cups out of the dispenser.

"One at a time," came Terri's shout echoing across the lawn. My shoulders slumped in defeat. I should have known it wouldn't be this easy.

I filled one of the cups with water and turned to run back to the shed. I glanced across at the entrance booth, but there was still no sign of Denise. After only a few running steps my hand was covered with cold water and the cup was down to half full, and I groaned again. I could see where this was going.

"Cups have to be full, Pervo!" I could hear the other girls laughing where they stood behind Terri in the doorway from where she was shouting at me.

I turned and ran back to the fountain. After refilling the cup, I turned and walked back to the shed as quickly as I could without spilling a drop. I stood in the doorway and handed the cup to Terri. With a gracious smile, she took the cup from me and handed it to Jean.

While Jean slowly drank her water down, Terri's hands reached down and began to stroke my cock. It was incredible, the feeling of standing naked in the doorway to the shower with my bare ass exposed to anyone who might look this way, while this sexy classmate of mine stroked my rock hard shaft.

With a smack of her lips, Jean handed the cup back to Terri, who handed it back to me. "Next!"

I turned and ran a full-out sprint back to the fountain, but almost tripped when I saw a young couple at their car in the parking lot loading up the trunk with their packed up beach gear. The girl glanced up at me, then back down to her gear, then snapped her head back up to gape at me, open mouthed, when she realized what she was seeing. Sheepishly, I waved at her as I filled the cup with water, trying to hide my nakedness behind the fountain. She nudged her boyfriend, who looked up at me and started to laugh. I shrugged my shoulders and turned, heading back to the shed. Their laughter followed me back as I heard their car pulling out of the parking lot.

Laughter is not a good thing for a naked man to hear. My poor, embarrassed cock hung his head in shame, and swung dejectedly between my legs as I carefully walked the second cup back to my punishers.

Terri took the cup from my hand and handed it to Allison.

"Well now," said Terri in a very businesslike tone of voice, "we can't have you in that state, can we?" She dropped down to her knees, took my flaccid cock in her hand, and guided it to her mouth. She began to run her tongue expertly across the crown, and bobbed her head forward to let me slid down her throat. After only a moment, I was once again standing tall and proud. She continued to work my length in and out of her mouth, cupping my balls with one hand and reaching around to run her fingers around the crack of my ass with her other hand. As embarrassing as this situation was, I was enjoying every second. She must have been able to feel my balls tightening in anticipation since she pulled her head back and stood up.

"Now my turn," she instructed, handing me the empty cup Allison had returned to her.

I turned to make my last trip to the fountain, and my heart sank when I glanced around to the entrance shack and saw Denise perched on her chair. She was looking down at a magazine on the counter in front of her, but if she looked up while I was exposed, she wouldn't be able to help but to see me.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning split the sky immediately followed by a crack of thunder. I felt the first heavy droplets of rain strike my head and my naked body, and then the heavens opened up. Within seconds, I was soaked to the skin. And that saying, when you think about it, didn't really apply to me since I was buck naked. Sheesh.

I waited to see if Denise would look up at the downpour, and when she didn't, I decided to make my break for the fountain. I ran across the slippery wet grass and made it to the fountain without incident. I filled up the cup for the third time, and turned the head back to the shed.

In the semi-darkness and the pouring rain, I could see Denise in the shed clearly illuminated by the interior lights, but I hoped that, if she were to look up, she wouldn't be able to make out much outside of the shed. These hopes were dashed across the rocks when I saw her look up and then do a double-take, much like the girl in the parking lot had done, as she saw my naked body, sporting a (thanks to Terri) fully erect cock, walking carefully to the shower shed. I only hoped that, with the cover of the darkness and the rain, and my hair plastered wet against my skull, she didn't recognize me. Her gaze followed my progress across the lawn and back to the shed.

Once inside, I gave the cup to Terri. "Okay guys," I pleaded, "this has gone far enough. The park staff at the entrance gate just saw me, and she'll likely have the cops already on their way here." I saw a look of uncertainty pass across the faces of my torturers. I pressed on. "And you guys will be in just as much trouble as me if we get caught like this."

That must have struck a nerve, since Allison and Terri turned to look at Jean. Jean was the only one of the group who hadn't yet exacted her revenge on me, so I guess they figured it was her call.

"All right," said Jean, "we're done for now." She threw my clothes at me, and the others turned to collect their towels and keys and make a break for their cars in the parking lot.

As I bent over to pull on my pants, my sister's finger, which it turns out she had moistened by sliding it in and out of her pussy during my last run, slid straight up my ass. Her finger, buried up to the third knuckle in my backdoor, wiggled as she pulled herself tight against me and whispered in my ear, "for now!"

But that's for another story!