— both if they took it all the way to the end, and how it would feel for me if they went too far without finishing things. Both expressed their understanding, and I left them to it; what they were doing wasn't painful, but it wasn't particularly stimulating, either. As they went along, their questions gradually became more and more direct and explicit: "What happens when you have a climax?", "How can you tell when you're getting ready to squirt your stuff?", "How long can you stay hard?", "How many climaxes can you have?", and so on. I answered as best I could (knowing that they could see me blushing at times), and tried to correct any mistakes they made or misinformation they had. A few times, it was necessary to give them a somewhat lengthy explanation to make sure they understood what I was telling them.
While all of that was happening, they were also asking me if they were doing things right, what else they could do, and such. They seemed to pay attention to the feedback I gave them, because their handjob skills slowly but steadily improved. They got good enough at pleasing me, in fact, that I found it prudent to tell them "What you're doing feels real good, now. But if you keep going and don't let me finish, it's going to be really uncomfortable for me, like I told you. It's what us guys call 'blue balls', when we get aroused like this for too long and don't have a climax."
The only response that comment/reminder drew from them was a simple "Okay" from Eva; neither one of them stopped what they were doing (or even slowed down, that I could notice). I could only conclude that I was destined to either receive my first-ever handjob from my sister and her friend, or one Hell of a set of aching balls. I was hoping and praying that it was going to be the first of those two choices.
I couldn't resist cracking my eyes open a little, and saw that both my sister and Charlene were absolutely fascinated with my erect cock. One of them would slowly and softly stroke me while the other gently caressed my balls, then they'd swap for a little while before changing back again. It was an exquisite kind of torture to have them slowly and steadily move me closer and closer to cumming. I could also see that there were two pairs of very erect nipples to testify to the fact that they were enjoying what they were doing, too. While keeping my eyes narrowed to mere slits, I took a slow, deep breath — and realized that there was a distinct aroma in the air; young and inexperienced as I was, it took a few moments for me to realize that it was coming from Eva and Charlene… and what it must be.
That understanding got me even more aroused until I saw the end of Charlene's miniature penis sticking up. I nearly lost my thrill at that point until I remembered what Charlene had said about her arousal affecting both sets of her genitalia and that it had never gotten completely hard before; I figured that if that was the first time her penis had ever stood up like that, then it had to mean that she was far more excited than she'd ever been.
Knowing that Charlene was that aroused, it seemed likely that Eva was pretty worked up, too The idea that my own sister was getting hot from playing with my dick got into my head, and it was less than a minute later that I had to tell them "I'm going to cum!"
Whichever one of them had her hand on my erection didn't slack off in the slightest, and only a few more seconds passed before I was trying to coat the ceiling in Evas room with my semen. I didn't actually spray my cum that far, but from the gasps I heard from both of them, I can only figure I made a damn good job of trying.
My cock was pointed nearly straight up, so the first was of my jizz landed just a little below my navel; the ones after that hit progressively closer to the source. The last couple of spurts simply leaked out the end and coated my slowly-shrinking penis and the soft hand that continued to stroke me. Only then did I open my eyes and look down to see that it had been Charlene that had finished me off to Sis' rapt attention. I realized that neither of them was paying the slightest attention to the rest of me when I saw Eva, then Charlene, reach out and collect a blob of my cum on the end of one finger. Both ran it between thumb and finger to check its feel and consistency before hesitantly touching a tongue to it.
Charlene appeared to be fairly indifferent to the experience, but I could see that Eva found the taste of semen to be more than a little pleasant. Only when they heard me take a breath in preparation for talking to them did they turn their heads toward mine, blushing furiously. Taking pity on them, I pretended that I hadn't seen what they'd done and simply told them "That felt really good… what both of you were doing. I want to make you two feel like that, too, when it's my turn."
Each of them looked pleased at my assurance, and both eager and intrigued by my expressed desire please them. After several seconds, it was Charlene that asked "Does… does your stuff always shoot out like that? That hard, I mean?"
"Not usually. That time, it was stronger than most because of how good you were making me feel and how excited I was", I answered.
Then Eva wanted to know "Is there always that much of your juice?"
After looking down to where it was puddling on my belly first, I told her "If it's the first time I've had a climax for a while, yeah, pretty close. If I had another one tonight, it wouldn't be as much or as thick as this time — a guy's body only holds so much of it, and it takes a while for him to make more of it, too."
Eva followed her question with another: "Um… how long would it take before you could climax again?"
From the expression on her face and the tone she used, I knew she wanted me to cum again, and I somehow managed to keep myself from smiling as I answered "If I just waited, I'd probably start to get hard again in an hour or two." To the forlorn expression she started to get, I continued "But if something was to happen to help me, it could be anywhere from fifteen or twenty minutes to half an hour before I could start to get hard", something that had her perking up considerably. I hastened to add
"Either way, it'd take a while before I could climax, unless I got even more help."
That was when Charlene spoke up again, saying "Billy, if you want to stay here, I'll go get something to clean you off with. There's some other stuff I want to ask you, and since I'm getting a little sticky, I figure you are, too."
I just smiled at her and said "I wouldn't have any problem cleaning myself off, but if you want to do it, that's fine."
With that, both of them got off Eva's bed and headed for the bathroom. Since Charlene was going to wipe me off, I just stayed where I was until they were back several minutes later. As long as they were gone, I knew they'd taken the time to talk about what me, them, and what had happened at least a little bit. True to her word, Charlene had a washcloth and face towel in her hands, and as soon as she was seated on the bed she went about wiping up my cum — not just from my belly, but out of my pubic hair and getting my softened penis cleaned off and dried. When she was done, she wrapped the barely damp washcloth in the towel and set them aside. I was surprised to discover that having my sister and her friend both able to see my drastically shrunken penis didn't bother me as much as it would have before; whether that was because of all of us apparently used to being naked together or from them already having seen me fully erect (and climaxing), I didn't know… and didn't particularly care.
When Charlene asked me her first question, I sat up and mirrored the cross-legged position she and Eva were in; the three of us formed a rough circle, making it easy for us to see and hear each other as questions and answers were exchanged in both directions. Along the way, I noticed (couldn't help noticing, really) that Charlene's miniature penis shrank down a lot slower than my full-sized version. It was when I finally asked her about it that I learned from her and Sis that girls didn't get aroused as fast or easy as us guys — and more importantly, they were a lot slower to "come down" from being excited, too. Blushing slightly, Charlene told me "Because my glands and everything think I'm all girl, that part of me reacts like my vagina does. I'm still feeling pretty, um, excited, you know, from before, so you can see from my penis how aroused I am inside."
I considered that for a few moments before telling her "I guess that could work out okay for you, then. I mean, it makes it pretty easy to tell when you'd be ready to have sex, instead of the guy having to guess about it."
Eva started to give me a dirty look, but didn't when she heard Charlene answer "Yeah, I guess it does. I never thought of it that way before. Of course, that'd only happen if there was a guy that wasn't bothered by a girl having a penis — even a miniature one like mine."
"I expect you'll be able to find somebody, Charlene. I mean, you're sure pretty enough, and you're nice, and fun, and about all the kinds of stuff us guys like in a girl. If I'm okay with it, it's a pretty safe bet that there's other guys out there that it wouldn't bother, either."
That earned me a pleased smile from her, and she even went so far as to lean over and give me a hug before we picked up where we'd left off.
I think all of us were surprised when Sis looked over at her alarm clock and announced that over three-quarters of an hour had gone by. Shortly on the heels of that, I could see that Charlene was having a hard time hiding a smile at Eva's obvious desire to get me stretched out and aroused again. I certainly didn't have any problem with it, and quietly got myself situated the same way I'd been before.
Sis wasn't the least bit bashful about getting her hand on my penis again, and quickly began applying the lessons she'd learned from earlier. To her dismay, though, her efforts weren't having as much of the desired effect as she wanted; a couple of minutes went by before she (somewhat plaintively) asked "Is something wrong, Billy? I'm doing what I did before, but it isn't working!"
Resisting the urge to laugh, I answered "Eve, remember I told you I only could get hard if I had some help. Us guys, we're just the opposite of you: once we've gotten excited and had a climax, it takes even more for it to happen for us again. That feels good and everything; it's just going to take a little longer for it to work, is all."
"Isn't there anything that could make it happen so that it doesn't take so long?"
"Sure — anything that felt even better than you using your hand that way. The more sexy and exciting something is for me, the faster and easier it is for me to get hard and have a climax."
"Would it work if I used both hands, or Charlene helped?" she queried.
"Not as much as you might think. I mean, whether it's one hand or two or three, it's still just hands. If you really want me to get hard and have another climax that fast, you'd probably have to do something else."
"Like what?"
Hesitating briefly, I answered "Understand that I'm not saying it has to BE this, but something more…
like — just for example! — maybe using something other than your hand… like, um, your mouth."
The way she just sat there and looked at me had me thinking that I'd seriously pissed her off. But to my surprise, she finally spoke up to say "That would work? I mean, I've heard about that, but I wasn't really sure if it was something a girl did to make a guy feel good, or slow him down. I… I've never actually done it, but it doesn't, like, gross me out or anything. I'm okay with at least trying."
Right after she finished, Charlene added "I… I'm willing to try it, too. Just let us know before you're going to squirt, okay?"
I was thrilled (!!) at the idea of actually getting a blowjob, and didn't hesitate to assure her "Of course, if that's what you want." A moment later, I told them "When it's my turn, I'd like to do that for you, too, if it's okay with you."
I saw the peaks of their breasts crinkle and erect slightly, and knew that I'd finally get to find out what not just one pussy tasted like (as I'd wanted to since I'd first heard about "eating pussy"), but two. I already thought the smell of their arousal was terrific; if they tasted anything like they smelled… well, I was going to be one seriously happy camper before we were done. Even just the thought of getting my head between their thighs was enough to start inflating my cock, something that brought a smile to Sis'
face.
With the encouragement of feeling me stiffening in her hand, Eva leaned forward and began to lower her head. I'd kept my head up as I was talking to them, and couldn't help watching as Sis' mouth moved closer and closer to my penis. When she was close enough, I saw her lick her lips before taking just the head of my cock into her oral cavity, then held my breath as I waited to see what she'd do. To my infinite relief, she somehow managed to smile around my penis before taking even more of me between her lips.
The sensation of having my manhood wrapped by something so warm and wet was indescribable, and all I could do was lay my head back on the bed and close my eyes so I could focus my attention on the pleasure emanating from my groin.
Even as young and inexperienced as I was then, I knew that I was extraordinarily lucky that Eva and Charlene were willing to try using their mouths on me. It wasn't until later in life that I came to understand how fortunate all three of us were to be in that situation: both sides were getting the opportunity to learn about the other (such as thought processes and feelings) directly from the source as we were also discovering what our own feelings and reactions were about sex and intimacy in as low-key, friendly, and non-threatening of an environment as possible. I was learning the pleasure I could feel from receiving oral sex — but the necessity of correcting the girls' mistakes and suggesting other things they might try kept me from losing myself in the experience; in turn, that meant that I not only got to enjoy it longer, but had the chance to learn how to control myself and my reactions as they again took turns learning, and applying the feedback I gave them. As a result, I was able to really enjoy my first blowjob, instead of simply being overwhelmed by it.
Just as had been the case when they were using their hands on me, Eva and Charlene's talents improved greatly over a relatively short period of time. Much sooner than I would have liked, I could feel myself getting close to unloading again. Despite the pleasant sensations I was experiencing, I managed to remember my promise, and was able to announce my impending eruption with an emphatic "I'm gonna cum!"
The lips that were sliding up and down my erection didn't hesitate in the slightest, though I did hear and feel the "mmmm-hmmmm" acknowledging my warning; that added little bit of vibration was all it took to trigger my climax, and I heard myself groan as the first wad of my jism erupted from my cock.
Before the second could escape me, the warm mouth that I'd enjoyed pulled off, allowing my semen to arc onto my belly. My disappointment at the loss of the living receptacle for my cum lasted only a moment; my pulsating penis was again tightly gripped by a pair of lips, and the head enveloped by a warm and wet mouth that stayed around me until the last feeble spurt of semen had leaked out of me.
When it was clear that I was finished, the lips clenched me a little tighter and milked my shrinking penis of the last few drops of my juices as it pulled off of me.
After I'd gotten my breath and senses back, I raised my head to look down to where Charlene and Eva were sitting; even after looking at both of them closely, I couldn't tell which one of them had taken the first shot, and which had finished me — both were sitting there with cat-that-ate-the-canary grins on their faces as they looked at each other. Only when I moved to sit up did their attention shift from each other to me.
Both were looking rather pleased with themselves when I told them "Thank you — both of you. That was even better than what you did the first time."
I got a self-satisfied smile (and small blush) from each before Eva told me "I'm glad you liked it. It wasn't like what I thought it'd be at all. It was actually kinda fun, and it made me so excited, knowing that I was able to make you feel that good just using my mouth. And I really like the taste of your juice!"