”“Was that a trick? Didn’t you really mean what you just said?”“Boys, of all ages will say whatever comes to mind when it comes to talking t...o a girl that looks like you do, little sister?”“So that was a test. Did I pass?”“Kinda,” I said to her. “I find it hard to believe that an 18-year-old has never been on a date with a boy. Is it really true?”“A boy named Richard King asked me out once, and I said ‘No.’ The next day at school, my best girlfriend Sandra Carlisle told me that he was bragging. I looked up and the dash lights softly lit his face. He looked down at me and quietly whispered “please?” His eyes pleading with me. Luckily mom had the stereo on, so she didn’t hear. I left my hand there and just closed my eyes again. Soon he started slowly moving his hips up, pushing himself into my hand. I swear I even heard him groan. He couldn’t move much or mom would have noticed, so he just barely moved his hips back and forth, grinding against my hand harder and harder. His breathing. Their only appeal being the flickering light they provided and the mixture of scents which combined pleasantly. I undressed and stepped into my bathroom, my eyes trailing the joining of the floor and the wall. A twin mattress leaned against the wall between the sink and the tiny shower. A wolf spider scurried around to the side of the mattress closest to the shower curtain and dropped out of view. I ignored it. My eyes shifted again to the overdone southwestern style ‘pueblo’ decorations. I didn't waste any time. I asked if I could touch her and they said yes. So, pushing it I asked if I could lick her and soon I was between her legs, my cock in my hand licking her cunt. He then let another guy into the van. Soon, he has his cock out and she was wanking and sucking it until he came and then he hastily left. I stayed and chatted to them. I never fucked her and beyond a few rubs she never wanked my cock off as I was struggling to get hard, as I confessed I had already had a wank.