It's strange for a guy who has been used to living alone with a mom for most of his life, to all of the sudden have two people move into the house. My name is Trevor, and my mom just had her boyfriend and his daughter move into our house.
I am a pretty typical high school guy. I think I'm pretty well like by all the crowds- the jocks, the theater crowd, the geeks and even the goths- because I always treated everyone right from elementary school on. At 16, I don't have problems finding friends.
The weird thing about this new living arrangement, is that I was used to being alone, alot. Mom travels all the time, and is frequently gone. Her new boyfriend, Jeff, is in the same business, so I guess he'll be with her most of the time that she is traveling. Besides, it's kind of cool having another male in the house.
Jeff's daughter, Ivy, is the thing that is really strange for me. I mean, she isn't my sister, but all of the sudden we are living in the same house. She is really pretty, but she can be kind of odd at times. at 20, she's finished with high school and taking classes part-time at college, and working part-time in a travel business. With Ivy is where this story begans.
The first time both Mom and Jeff were gone, Ivy and I just hung out together. We ordered pizza, and she rented a video. It was Cruel Intentions with Ryan Phillipe, which is loaded with sex stuff. As we watched, Ivy said, "This is a lot like us. I mean, we aren't really brother and sister, but we live together because our parents got it on."
"Yeah," I replied, still getting used to the idea of my mom 'getting it on' with Jeff.
"That means, if we ever did it, it wouldn't be incest!" she laughed.
"That's cool," I answered, not certain what incest really was, anyway, and wandering where this was going to, next.
The movie had reached the part where Josh Jackson is in bed with the high school football star, and Ryan Phillipe walked in on them.
"I think they edit out something, here," I said. "It looks like this guy makes some sort of deal, and I think a blow job is part of it."
"I like to see him beg," Ivy said. "I think that he wanted it all along, and he's actually pretending he doesn't want to do it. That ever happen to you, Trev?"
"What?!" I laughed. "No!"
"Have you ever done it with a guy?"
"No!" I chuckled. "Or a girl either, for that matter." I thought to myself, 'but I'd like to do it with either one, especially a guy.'
Ivy looked at me. "I've had plenty of guys, but you want to know what I like best?" She edged closer to me. "I like a guy that's doing it for the first time...that it's still new to him. Especially younger guys...guys like you. Do you think you could bring me some guys like that home?"
I gulped, because I knew she was serious about this. And it was really freaking me out. And most of all, I had such a raging boner that it was pushing the front of my sweat pants.
Ivy reached over and began massaging my leg, then worked her hand to my crotch. "Ooh, I like what I feel, Trev. Mind if I take a look?" She slowly pulled my sweats down, and reached in. I layed back on the couch, not sure what I was supposed to do.
"Mmmm, you smell like soap. You must have just got out of the shower," she said, as she began to jack me off. "Let me taste it."
I almost died as she swallowed my peter, going all of the way. I put my hands on her head, and tried to lie still, but my hips were thrusting almost involuntarily.
"Your already sticky, brother," she said, as a string of pre-cum stretched from my cock slit to her lip. "It tastes sweet."
I closed my eyes, but instead of seeing Ivy, I thought of Steven, a buddy of mine at school. I had masturbated before, thinking about how he looked in the shower room. Tall and thin, with dark hair, and a lot of hair on his legs and around his cock. Tiny brown nipples, and a small, tight ass.
Below Ivy was licking my balls, and pushing my legs apart for a better position. This girl knew how to suck cock. She was like a starving child with a candy stick.
I kept my eyes shut, moaning, thinking about Steven, and what it would be like if he was sucking me off. Her sucking intensified, and several times I heard her gasp for air. I was moaning and groaning loudly, now, and thrusting frantically.
All of the sudden I couldn't hold it anymore. "Turn loose, I'm gonna shoot," I panted. But she grabbed my ass cheeks, and held on tight, as I shot my first, then second, huge load. My cock continued to spasm in her mouth with smaller spurts, as she pulled back and let it shoot on her tongue. Finally I fell back on the couch, and she rested between my legs, massaging my legs.
"Wow," I said. "That was incredible. That was unreal. Thanks."
"Mmm" she answered, still playing with the cum in her mouth. "Delicious. Just like I like it. But you'd rather have Steven, wouldn't you?"
My eyes shot open. "What?" I asked, alert now.
"You know what I mean. When you were moaning, several times you said Steven. I heard it. Are you gay, or something?"
"No!" I said, feeling confused. "At least I don't think so." This was the moment of truth. She was still leaning next to my soft cock and balls. This was the time to be honest.
"I mean, I think I like girls and guys both. I haven't done it with either, except for tonight. But when I have wet dreams, and stuff, it's usually guys. Classmates, and all." I had never told anyone before, but I doubted Ivy would tell. "When I goe to websites, it's usually guys pictures I look at."
"That's ok. I like both, too," she said, softly stroking my scrotum. A few moments passed, and she whispered, "I think I have an idea that will help both of us."
"What," I asked, starting to feel like I was going to get hard, again.
"You like guys, and I like younger guys, especially virgins and inexperienced ones. Here's what we do. You bring them home to visit, or even spend the night. You can show them some porn, or even drink a little wine. I think Jeff even has viagra in the medicine cabinet. Anyway, I'll make a move on both of you. But I'll insist that we do a three way. And then I'll make sure you get some action. It's a win-win. And that way nobody's gonna go say that your gay, or anything like that at school."
I leaned back and smiled. "Yeah, I like that. Kind of our own Cruel Intentions, but not so cruel. Any special requests?"
"Let's start with someone who you think we can get to play along. Somebody that is showing an interest in sex, but probably hasn't done anything, yet."
I thought. "I know a guy like that. He's kind of a geek, but really he's cute. His name is Eric. He's always making sexual comments, and telling dirty jokes, but I know he's never done anything. And he likes hanging around me."
"What's he look like?" she asked, now licking my semi-hardened cock, very lightly.
"He's got reddish color hair, light complexion. I think he might have braces, or a retainer, but he's got a decent body. I've seen it in the locker room before."
Ivy looked up,"Let's do it, brother," she smiled,"We'll call it the Mutual Plan."