11-24-2025, 09:09 PM
“But Mom,” Rose complained tearfully, “you know we had planned a pajama party for this weekend. I’ve already invited all three of her friends!”
“I know, dear,” replied her mother, “but my brother and his wife are unexpectedly joining us on the trip this weekend, and they aren’t taking Tim with them. So he’s staying here for the weekend. You know him; he’s a good boy and won’t bother you at all.”
Rose grunted angrily but didn't protest any further. It was obviously a done deal, and protesting wouldn't change anything, only provoke her parents' anger. Even so, she hated it: she and her friends had been planning it for weeks and were looking forward to a fun girls' weekend without their parents.
When Tim heard he was spending the weekend with his aunt, he simply nodded. He liked his cousin Rose, and his aunt and uncle owned a large house in the nearby village on the other side of the hills. He liked it there, and the weather was going to be nice that weekend, so they could swim in their pool. But his mood soured when his mother told him that his cousin Rose had planned a pajama party with her friends. He didn't like the idea of being the only boy with four girls all weekend.
"Can I bring a friend?" he pleaded. "It's no fun with just girls. And I bet they're all older than me, just like Rose, so their friends will be too."
His mother didn't like the idea of having this discussion with her brother, knowing he was very old-fashioned and strict about boys and girls staying together, but she understood Tim's reluctance. Perhaps her sister-in-law could be persuaded.
When she finally succeeded, Tim jumped up joyfully and immediately called his best friend Kevin to ask if he would like to stay with him for the weekend.
It was an awkward situation when Tim and Kevin were dropped off at his cousin's house.
His uncle, a backwoodsman, was clearly not thrilled at the idea of Tim and his friend staying unsupervised with the girls this weekend. He hadn't been enthusiastic about his daughter's plans to spend the night there from the start.
The two boys were shocked when he took them apart and said in a soft, threatening voice:
"I don't like the idea of you two being left unsupervised with girls at all. Your mother and my wife arranged it, so I have to accept it. But let me tell you one thing, son: behave yourself and don't even think about touching the girls, or I'll rip your balls off with my bare hands and crush them under my heels!"
He looked at the boys and grimaced as if he were about to carry out his threat, and the boys trembled and promised never to do anything that was not allowed or wrong.
When the boys returned after the stern warning, still looking shocked, Rose's mother took them aside for her sermon, which was stern but not too threatening.
"You just have to keep an eye on the boys and make sure they don't break anything in the house or on themselves," she said, smiling.
Rose grinned and rolled her eyes; she couldn't imagine her younger cousin Tim breaking anything. He was 14 and already a man, but his mannerisms were still those of the boy he'd always been: shy, even a little timid, and always kind and polite. His cute little button nose and almond-shaped brown eyes made him look sweet in a boyish way. Not like a boy ready to romp around.
“Make sure you all eat dinner together and keep the house clean,” their mother continued, “and judging by the boys’ expressions, Papa seems to have instilled in them a healthy dose of fear of girls. You know he wasn’t exactly happy with the situation, to say the least. Make sure you girls stay away from anything intimate with the boys. No touching, you know the risks, and the last thing we want is for you or any of the girls to get pregnant.”
Rose rolled her eyes; this wasn't a conversation she wanted to have with her mother, but she got the message. Of course she was interested in boys, but she was also a little scared. The boys in her class were usually rather pushy when it came to going out with girls, and she knew that ultimately they were all only interested in one person.
Shortly after the adults left, Rose's first friends arrived, and the boys jumped into the pool behind the house, where they frolicked for over an hour and then enjoyed the sun.
The six teenagers didn't have much planned for the afternoon, and Leah, 17 years old and the oldest of the girls, suggested:
"Let's hike up the hill to the viewpoint and have some ice cream there. I know a nice path to get there."
Everyone was thrilled, and off they went.
After almost an hour of hiking and chatting, they reached the summit of the ridge with its magnificent views across the hills in every direction. It was warm, and the hike had made them sweat, but luckily a light breeze was blowing at the top, and they lay lazily in the sun enjoying their ice cream.
They took a different route back, which seemed a bit more strenuous, but perhaps that was just because the sun was getting warmer. If they weren't already hot and sweaty from the climb, they certainly were now.
Once home, they rested by the pool for a while until Rose said:
“I’m getting hungry; maybe we should get our things ready and prepare dinner.”
“We’ve already taken our bags to the guest room,” Tim replied. “Should we help with dinner?”
"That's alright, Ann, Sarah, we'll sleep downstairs in the common room. Leah already has her things there, you can put yours there too."
While the two girls grabbed their bags and went down to the basement, the boys joined Leah in the kitchen, where they prepared the pizzas until they were ready for the oven.
Rose followed Sarah and Ann downstairs, opened the garden doors, and took one last look at the apartment. It looked great. She fluffed the cushions on the sofa and lit a scented candle to make it a bit cozier.
"You can put your sleeping bags over there," she said, "we have mattresses for sleeping tonight. We'll get them out when we've finished eating."
"Perhaps we should shower before we eat," suggested Sarah after returning to the kitchen, "I'm all sweaty from walking up the hills."
"Yes, we should," Lea agreed, "but there are six of us, so that would take a while."
"We could shower in pairs," Sarah suggested, giving Rose a slightly rude look, "that would take half the time."
"And save some hot water so that even the last ones can shower," Ann added.
Tim and Kevin looked at each other. Showering together? They'd never done that before, and the idea made them blush.
"Um, well, cold water doesn't bother me," Kevin protested weakly, but the girls were relentless.
Sarah and Rose went to shower together, and the others went to the lounge, taking turns lying on the television and stretching out on the couch.
Sarah and Rose undressed and chatted away while they started the shower, grabbing some towels and showing off their beauty products that they thought they might need after showering. They stepped into the shower together, and Sarah took the initiative, pouring body wash onto her hands and washing Rose all the way back to her buttocks, just like they had done before.
When it was Rose's turn to wash Sarah's back, she would slide her hand between Sarah's cheeks and over her anus.
"Do you think Leah and Ann will touch me there tonight?" Sarah asked, almost hopefully, as she bent down to give Rose better access.
"Maybe," Rose replied. "I'm not sure if the boys will be here right now, but perhaps after they've gone to bed, the four of us could have some playtime like last time. Better to be prepared, don't you think?"
Sarah moaned softly as Rose moved her hand forward and touched the sensitive button, still hidden in her valley.
"I'm sure. I hope we'll have some time for this later," Rose whispered as she moved them. Other soap passes over Sarah's developing breasts and plays with the erect nipples.
"You two ready?" Ann interrupted, "and save that for later," she grinned mischievously. Seeing the two girls kissing, "it's Leah's turn and it's my turn now. And the boys need to shower too, so hurry up."
"Can't wait until those two brats have gone to bed," Sarah said rudely, stepping back in the shower to make room for Leah and Ann.
"Yes, it's a shame Tim and Kevin are staying," Rose said. "I mean, they're not bad or anything, but they're a bit in our way, to say the least."
"Or maybe they aren't," Leah said thoughtfully, as she let her hands wander over Ann's breasts, coating them with lather from the soap.
"What do you think?"
"Well, maybe we can heat her up a little, you know, boys will be boys, so some girl flesh will ignite something." She grinned devilishly and made Ann jump a little as she stroked her clitoris and wiggled the small, sensitive knob.
"Oh no," Rose said somewhat anxiously, "Mum said we should definitely stay away from the boys, you know, so they don't get pregnant."
"However, we can play with them without touching them," Sarah suggested.
"That's right," Leah added, "it could be fun, I mean, they're younger than us and the boys from our classes, and they're certainly less rowdy. It could be an 'educational' evening if you catch me drifting."
The girls agreed. The boys their own age were too eager to do it with them, and many of them were rednecks anyway, so they tried to keep their distance. Certainly not that they would touch them. Perhaps some of them enjoyed playing with these younger boys, after all.
"But how do we know if they like it?"
"Like I said, boys will be boys, so the flesh of a girl will certainly interest them. We'll just see what happens."
"But what if they touch us?" Ann asked worriedly.
"I'm sure they won't," Rose replied. "Mum said Dad gave them a serious lecture earlier, and knowing Dad, he threatened them with the devil or worse if they stepped out of line. Don't worry, and I'll remember the warning to make sure they're not forgotten."
"Let's get the boys ready for their shower," suggested Sarah, picking up two towels for Lea and Ann.
Ann was still worried, so Leah took her hand and looked into her eyes.
"We don't have to do anything if we don't want to," she said sincerely.
"Don't come after us, Ann," Sarah begged. "We've been saying for months that we'd do things with boys as soon as we had the chance. It's for sure!"
"I know," said Ann doubtfully, "but I just don't know, they're young. And besides, Tim is Rose's cousin!"
"I'm not going to touch Tim, so that won't be a problem," Rose said defensively. "I'm not going to touch either of them."
"We girls can have a lot of fun together, and the boys can have fun together too. I really want to know how they make their books."
Unaware of the conspiracy, the boys waited anxiously for their turn in the shower. They were surprised that the girls only went in pairs, even looking happy to do so, whereas they obviously had their doubts. They weren't used to being naked in front of each other, even though they had been friends since they were eight or nine years old.
"It's your turn," Leah said to the boys as the girls returned to the basement, adding playfully, as she saw the two of them hesitantly getting up, seemingly reluctant to take a shower together, "we've left just enough hot water, so you two will have to take a shower together."
"And don't forget: it's a sleepover. So make sure you're dressed for it. 'You'll be back,' Rose added, making the boys blush a little.
A weekend sleepover was fun, but a sleepover with girls made her a little queasy, not knowing what to expect.
Even though they'd been friends for years and had a few sleepovers, Tim had only seen Kevin naked once before, when they undressed for a swim, and that was two or three years ago. He was curious if Kevin had changed as much as he had. He must have, because his voice had dropped a bit, and he was now two inches taller. But Tim's prudish upbringing prevented him from looking at the balls of his cleavage as he lowered his body into his shorts, hooking his thumbs under the waistband of his briefs.
Just before he quickly looked away, he caught a glimpse of Kevin's penis with its dark bush. As he lowered his boxer shorts and turned away, Haaren followed Kevin's example. Naked, the boys stepped into the shower and turned on the water.
As Tim turned his back to him, Kevin gazed at his friend's naked body, his eyes following the curves of his back down to the two beautifully protruding buns. It was a beautiful bubble, but with a shock he realized he had never looked at Tim like that before. He had only ever looked at Tim once when he was naked, and certainly not this close.
Kevin tried to catch some of the water coming from the showerhead, but the stream was too small for both of them to fit under, and he shuffled a little closer to Tim, and suddenly he felt his penis touch Tim's buttock.
Tim noticed that the erection was touching his ass, and in a mixture of surprise, shock, even some excitement, he rolled away, turned around, and looked down.
"Man, really?" he said, sounding somewhat more annoyed and angry than usual. Kevin, his face flushed deep red, muttered '1incostorry' and turned around.
Tim was confused. His best friend had an erection while they were in the shower together! Just when he was relieved that he didn't have one, the image of the flesh, the obscene rising from the wet bush, made his penis stir.
"Ah, look, they're having fun!"
Shocked, Kevin and Tim looked up and saw the four girls peering into the bathroom from there. The door.
"Exit, aren't they boys?" Leah said teasingly, pointing at the two erections.
"Go away!" The boys shouted and quickly covered their tails with their hands.
"Ah, we want to watch, please?" Leah said teasingly, but before the boys could shout, 'No! Go!' The girls left giggling.
"That was quite a sight, don't you think?" Sarah said as they returned to the Rec room, "maybe we could play with them a little bit, what do you think if we made them wear the same pajamas as us?"
"Yes, that would be hilarious and sexy as hell," said Ann enthusiastically, "I have a spare dress; if we have another one, we can make her wear that!"
"Jeez, how long have they been standing there?" Tim asked worriedly.
"Dunno," Kevin said, "I hope they didn't notice," and he pointed shyly at his penis, still fully erect.
Tim swallowed. He looked at the large erection and saw Kevin checking him out, well.
"Sorry I'm being harsh," said Tim. "It's just that I'm not used to being naked with someone else."
"Same here. I've been getting these constantly lately, whether naked or not. But there's no need to be ashamed. Excuse me, we were friends, remember that, no reason to be embarrassed."
"I'll guess," Tim said tentatively.
"The water's getting colder now, come here, let's wash each other's backs and then get out, okay?"
Tim's heart skipped a beat. Kevin wanted to wash his back? While he had an erection? Even his mother hadn't washed him in about eight years. But when Kevin turned him around, he obeyed, and the soft, soapy hands on his back made him tremble, and the feeling of shame gave way to another sensation as he felt Kevin's hands come close to his buttocks.
"Your turns," Tim said suddenly, preventing Kevin from going any further into his back.
It felt wonderful as Kevin felt Tim's hands soaping his back and he bent over against the wall, secretly hoping that Tim would let his hands wander a little lower.
Tim heard the soft sigh that escaped Kevin's mouth as his hands reached the firm mounds of his friend's buttocks. He sensed that Kevin wouldn't protest if he touched him there, but he didn't dare. Instead, he moved his hands back up to his shoulder blades, and he bent in slightly to reach Kevin's shoulders. Was this gay, touching each other like that, completely naked and boned?
"Um..." He heard Kevin say and realized with a shock that while soaping Kevin's shoulders and neck, his erection had found its way into the crack of Kevin's buttocks.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," Tim apologized quickly. "I didn't mean to..." and he stepped out of the shower, embarrassed.
"It's okay, man," Kevin said reassuringly, "this happens in a small shower."
Tim looked at his friend, afraid that he was angry, even though he said that it was okay, but he immediately saw in his eyes that he was not upset; on the contrary, he even thought he saw a faint, longing smile.
They carefully avoided further contact and dried themselves, brushed their teeth, deodorized and dressed in fresh underwear, Tim in pajamas and Kevin in his sleep trousers and t-shirt.
When the boys returned to the cellar, the girls wore their nightclothes: all wearing a long T-shirt or nightgown that covered the upper part of their legs down to their knees, and from the kitchen came the delicious smell of pizzas in the oven.
"Hey, what are you wearing?" Leah asked, surprised and playfully annoyed, pointing at the boys.
"Um, this is a slumber party, right?" Tim replied, confused.
"Yes, that's it, but it's a girl's sleepover," said Sarah, "and you're wearing boys' pajamas."
"So?" Kevin asked, sensing that there was more to it than just this statement.
"If you want to join us tonight, you have to be in the same dress as us," Rose added in a direct tone to make sure the boys knew immediately that there was no room for negotiation.
"Ah, come on," Tim pleaded, "we don't even have girls' clothes."
"But we have," Sarah and Ann jumped up and rummaged in their bags, each taking out a nightgown.
“We are ‘I will not wear that,’ Tim protested, looking to Kevin for support.
Kevin looked relieved as Ann handed him the dress, and his heart skipped a beat when he realized there was no way out unless they left the common room. Somewhere deep in his heart, he also felt a certain excitement he couldn't quite place: was he being awakened by the thought of wearing girls' clothes?
Tim noticed his friend's expression and sensed him surrendering to the girls' association. Did he even see the slightest hint of excitement in Kevin's face?
"Come on, boys," Leah urged them, "we don't have all evening. The pizza's almost ready. Or do you want to eat in the kitchen instead of here with us?"
Reluctantly, Tim unbuttoned his pajama top, while Kevin had gotten rid of his T-shirt and sleeping pants, and quickly pulled the dress over his head, leaving just a brief moment for the girls to see him wearing nothing but his blue boxer shorts. Tim felt ashamed as he finally stepped out of his pajama bottoms and struggled to get the dress over his head, giving the girls enough time to observe him in his tight blue and white striped briefs.
"You two look great," said Sarah somewhat teasingly, while the boys stood awkwardly in their robes.
It felt strange, but also a little bit exhilarating, and while Kevin secretly enjoyed the feeling, Tim did his best to rationalize his excitement: It was only because the girls had let them wear it, wasn't it?
“I think the pizzas are ready,” said Rose, and she stood up and made her way to the kitchen.
The others followed her to help carry the pizzas, sodas, and the rest of the food to the rec room. As soon as the food arrived, they dived in and ate and drank amidst talking and laughter, the television already switched on for the movie they wanted to watch.
Ann and Leah told how they had met and become friends despite being a year apart in age, and Sarah wanted to know all about Tim and Kevin's long-standing friendship.
Rose and Tim told some funny stories about growing up as cousins.
Considering this, the boys initially felt a little awkward in girls' clothes; the ice was certainly broken as they talked and laughed and got to know each other better. When they had finished their pizzas, everyone pitched in to clean up the common room and the kitchen.
When they returned, they made themselves comfortable on the chairs and the two sofas, leaned lazily into the cushions, and placed a tray full of snacks and drinks on the table.
"They're broadcasting 'Moonlight Love' again tonight," said Rose as she switched to another station, "it's so romantic!"
The boys groaned softly. Such a romantic film wasn't exactly their cup of tea, but outnumbered, they knew they had to accept it or go into the living room to watch something else. They felt strangely left out and, already used to wearing girls' clothes, they simply accepted the choice for the evening.
While the girls were engrossed in the film, the boys spent more time watching the girls watching television. It was a rare opportunity for them to be in their pajamas with girls who sprawled shamelessly on the couch and the lazy armchairs, their breasts pushing their thin dresses up a little.
Tim glanced sideways at Kevin and noticed a bulge under his dress; obviously his penis was fighting against the confinement of his boxer shorts.
The film was interrupted by a commercial break, just as one of the main actors was undressing to take a bath, revealing her beautiful body covered only with luxurious lingerie.
According to the disappointed protesters against the girls, the girls were clearly in the film during a commercial break, but obviously the marketers knew their audience because a large portion of the commercials showed luxury soaps and lingerie. This immediately captured the attention of the four girls.
"I had... I want these," sighed Rose, as a young lady decorated some chic shoelaces on panties.
"I have almost the same outfit," said Ann, "look," and she pulled up her dress to show her pinkish-red panties.
"They're neat," said Leah, "mine are a little smaller, but they're laced too," and she lifted her dress to show what she was wearing.
The boys sat cushioned and watched the girls, who were shamelessly displaying their underwear. Tim noticed that Kevin's erection was noticeably larger than it had been a minute ago, and he felt a stirring of excitement in his own briefs.
It was a new sensation. Kevin had never paid much attention to girls' panties before. He'd seen his 12-year-old sister in panties a couple of times, but they were just basic. Back then, he hadn't thought anything of it. They were just a cute little thing when she was younger. Now it was different: these girls were older, more mature, and the fact that he was wearing a dress, just like they had, made him feel strangely, aroused.
"What about you guys?" asked Leah, still stretched out on the couch with her robe pulled up.
“I know, dear,” replied her mother, “but my brother and his wife are unexpectedly joining us on the trip this weekend, and they aren’t taking Tim with them. So he’s staying here for the weekend. You know him; he’s a good boy and won’t bother you at all.”
Rose grunted angrily but didn't protest any further. It was obviously a done deal, and protesting wouldn't change anything, only provoke her parents' anger. Even so, she hated it: she and her friends had been planning it for weeks and were looking forward to a fun girls' weekend without their parents.
When Tim heard he was spending the weekend with his aunt, he simply nodded. He liked his cousin Rose, and his aunt and uncle owned a large house in the nearby village on the other side of the hills. He liked it there, and the weather was going to be nice that weekend, so they could swim in their pool. But his mood soured when his mother told him that his cousin Rose had planned a pajama party with her friends. He didn't like the idea of being the only boy with four girls all weekend.
"Can I bring a friend?" he pleaded. "It's no fun with just girls. And I bet they're all older than me, just like Rose, so their friends will be too."
His mother didn't like the idea of having this discussion with her brother, knowing he was very old-fashioned and strict about boys and girls staying together, but she understood Tim's reluctance. Perhaps her sister-in-law could be persuaded.
When she finally succeeded, Tim jumped up joyfully and immediately called his best friend Kevin to ask if he would like to stay with him for the weekend.
It was an awkward situation when Tim and Kevin were dropped off at his cousin's house.
His uncle, a backwoodsman, was clearly not thrilled at the idea of Tim and his friend staying unsupervised with the girls this weekend. He hadn't been enthusiastic about his daughter's plans to spend the night there from the start.
The two boys were shocked when he took them apart and said in a soft, threatening voice:
"I don't like the idea of you two being left unsupervised with girls at all. Your mother and my wife arranged it, so I have to accept it. But let me tell you one thing, son: behave yourself and don't even think about touching the girls, or I'll rip your balls off with my bare hands and crush them under my heels!"
He looked at the boys and grimaced as if he were about to carry out his threat, and the boys trembled and promised never to do anything that was not allowed or wrong.
When the boys returned after the stern warning, still looking shocked, Rose's mother took them aside for her sermon, which was stern but not too threatening.
"You just have to keep an eye on the boys and make sure they don't break anything in the house or on themselves," she said, smiling.
Rose grinned and rolled her eyes; she couldn't imagine her younger cousin Tim breaking anything. He was 14 and already a man, but his mannerisms were still those of the boy he'd always been: shy, even a little timid, and always kind and polite. His cute little button nose and almond-shaped brown eyes made him look sweet in a boyish way. Not like a boy ready to romp around.
“Make sure you all eat dinner together and keep the house clean,” their mother continued, “and judging by the boys’ expressions, Papa seems to have instilled in them a healthy dose of fear of girls. You know he wasn’t exactly happy with the situation, to say the least. Make sure you girls stay away from anything intimate with the boys. No touching, you know the risks, and the last thing we want is for you or any of the girls to get pregnant.”
Rose rolled her eyes; this wasn't a conversation she wanted to have with her mother, but she got the message. Of course she was interested in boys, but she was also a little scared. The boys in her class were usually rather pushy when it came to going out with girls, and she knew that ultimately they were all only interested in one person.
Shortly after the adults left, Rose's first friends arrived, and the boys jumped into the pool behind the house, where they frolicked for over an hour and then enjoyed the sun.
The six teenagers didn't have much planned for the afternoon, and Leah, 17 years old and the oldest of the girls, suggested:
"Let's hike up the hill to the viewpoint and have some ice cream there. I know a nice path to get there."
Everyone was thrilled, and off they went.
After almost an hour of hiking and chatting, they reached the summit of the ridge with its magnificent views across the hills in every direction. It was warm, and the hike had made them sweat, but luckily a light breeze was blowing at the top, and they lay lazily in the sun enjoying their ice cream.
They took a different route back, which seemed a bit more strenuous, but perhaps that was just because the sun was getting warmer. If they weren't already hot and sweaty from the climb, they certainly were now.
Once home, they rested by the pool for a while until Rose said:
“I’m getting hungry; maybe we should get our things ready and prepare dinner.”
“We’ve already taken our bags to the guest room,” Tim replied. “Should we help with dinner?”
"That's alright, Ann, Sarah, we'll sleep downstairs in the common room. Leah already has her things there, you can put yours there too."
While the two girls grabbed their bags and went down to the basement, the boys joined Leah in the kitchen, where they prepared the pizzas until they were ready for the oven.
Rose followed Sarah and Ann downstairs, opened the garden doors, and took one last look at the apartment. It looked great. She fluffed the cushions on the sofa and lit a scented candle to make it a bit cozier.
"You can put your sleeping bags over there," she said, "we have mattresses for sleeping tonight. We'll get them out when we've finished eating."
"Perhaps we should shower before we eat," suggested Sarah after returning to the kitchen, "I'm all sweaty from walking up the hills."
"Yes, we should," Lea agreed, "but there are six of us, so that would take a while."
"We could shower in pairs," Sarah suggested, giving Rose a slightly rude look, "that would take half the time."
"And save some hot water so that even the last ones can shower," Ann added.
Tim and Kevin looked at each other. Showering together? They'd never done that before, and the idea made them blush.
"Um, well, cold water doesn't bother me," Kevin protested weakly, but the girls were relentless.
Sarah and Rose went to shower together, and the others went to the lounge, taking turns lying on the television and stretching out on the couch.
Sarah and Rose undressed and chatted away while they started the shower, grabbing some towels and showing off their beauty products that they thought they might need after showering. They stepped into the shower together, and Sarah took the initiative, pouring body wash onto her hands and washing Rose all the way back to her buttocks, just like they had done before.
When it was Rose's turn to wash Sarah's back, she would slide her hand between Sarah's cheeks and over her anus.
"Do you think Leah and Ann will touch me there tonight?" Sarah asked, almost hopefully, as she bent down to give Rose better access.
"Maybe," Rose replied. "I'm not sure if the boys will be here right now, but perhaps after they've gone to bed, the four of us could have some playtime like last time. Better to be prepared, don't you think?"
Sarah moaned softly as Rose moved her hand forward and touched the sensitive button, still hidden in her valley.
"I'm sure. I hope we'll have some time for this later," Rose whispered as she moved them. Other soap passes over Sarah's developing breasts and plays with the erect nipples.
"You two ready?" Ann interrupted, "and save that for later," she grinned mischievously. Seeing the two girls kissing, "it's Leah's turn and it's my turn now. And the boys need to shower too, so hurry up."
"Can't wait until those two brats have gone to bed," Sarah said rudely, stepping back in the shower to make room for Leah and Ann.
"Yes, it's a shame Tim and Kevin are staying," Rose said. "I mean, they're not bad or anything, but they're a bit in our way, to say the least."
"Or maybe they aren't," Leah said thoughtfully, as she let her hands wander over Ann's breasts, coating them with lather from the soap.
"What do you think?"
"Well, maybe we can heat her up a little, you know, boys will be boys, so some girl flesh will ignite something." She grinned devilishly and made Ann jump a little as she stroked her clitoris and wiggled the small, sensitive knob.
"Oh no," Rose said somewhat anxiously, "Mum said we should definitely stay away from the boys, you know, so they don't get pregnant."
"However, we can play with them without touching them," Sarah suggested.
"That's right," Leah added, "it could be fun, I mean, they're younger than us and the boys from our classes, and they're certainly less rowdy. It could be an 'educational' evening if you catch me drifting."
The girls agreed. The boys their own age were too eager to do it with them, and many of them were rednecks anyway, so they tried to keep their distance. Certainly not that they would touch them. Perhaps some of them enjoyed playing with these younger boys, after all.
"But how do we know if they like it?"
"Like I said, boys will be boys, so the flesh of a girl will certainly interest them. We'll just see what happens."
"But what if they touch us?" Ann asked worriedly.
"I'm sure they won't," Rose replied. "Mum said Dad gave them a serious lecture earlier, and knowing Dad, he threatened them with the devil or worse if they stepped out of line. Don't worry, and I'll remember the warning to make sure they're not forgotten."
"Let's get the boys ready for their shower," suggested Sarah, picking up two towels for Lea and Ann.
Ann was still worried, so Leah took her hand and looked into her eyes.
"We don't have to do anything if we don't want to," she said sincerely.
"Don't come after us, Ann," Sarah begged. "We've been saying for months that we'd do things with boys as soon as we had the chance. It's for sure!"
"I know," said Ann doubtfully, "but I just don't know, they're young. And besides, Tim is Rose's cousin!"
"I'm not going to touch Tim, so that won't be a problem," Rose said defensively. "I'm not going to touch either of them."
"We girls can have a lot of fun together, and the boys can have fun together too. I really want to know how they make their books."
Unaware of the conspiracy, the boys waited anxiously for their turn in the shower. They were surprised that the girls only went in pairs, even looking happy to do so, whereas they obviously had their doubts. They weren't used to being naked in front of each other, even though they had been friends since they were eight or nine years old.
"It's your turn," Leah said to the boys as the girls returned to the basement, adding playfully, as she saw the two of them hesitantly getting up, seemingly reluctant to take a shower together, "we've left just enough hot water, so you two will have to take a shower together."
"And don't forget: it's a sleepover. So make sure you're dressed for it. 'You'll be back,' Rose added, making the boys blush a little.
A weekend sleepover was fun, but a sleepover with girls made her a little queasy, not knowing what to expect.
Even though they'd been friends for years and had a few sleepovers, Tim had only seen Kevin naked once before, when they undressed for a swim, and that was two or three years ago. He was curious if Kevin had changed as much as he had. He must have, because his voice had dropped a bit, and he was now two inches taller. But Tim's prudish upbringing prevented him from looking at the balls of his cleavage as he lowered his body into his shorts, hooking his thumbs under the waistband of his briefs.
Just before he quickly looked away, he caught a glimpse of Kevin's penis with its dark bush. As he lowered his boxer shorts and turned away, Haaren followed Kevin's example. Naked, the boys stepped into the shower and turned on the water.
As Tim turned his back to him, Kevin gazed at his friend's naked body, his eyes following the curves of his back down to the two beautifully protruding buns. It was a beautiful bubble, but with a shock he realized he had never looked at Tim like that before. He had only ever looked at Tim once when he was naked, and certainly not this close.
Kevin tried to catch some of the water coming from the showerhead, but the stream was too small for both of them to fit under, and he shuffled a little closer to Tim, and suddenly he felt his penis touch Tim's buttock.
Tim noticed that the erection was touching his ass, and in a mixture of surprise, shock, even some excitement, he rolled away, turned around, and looked down.
"Man, really?" he said, sounding somewhat more annoyed and angry than usual. Kevin, his face flushed deep red, muttered '1incostorry' and turned around.
Tim was confused. His best friend had an erection while they were in the shower together! Just when he was relieved that he didn't have one, the image of the flesh, the obscene rising from the wet bush, made his penis stir.
"Ah, look, they're having fun!"
Shocked, Kevin and Tim looked up and saw the four girls peering into the bathroom from there. The door.
"Exit, aren't they boys?" Leah said teasingly, pointing at the two erections.
"Go away!" The boys shouted and quickly covered their tails with their hands.
"Ah, we want to watch, please?" Leah said teasingly, but before the boys could shout, 'No! Go!' The girls left giggling.
"That was quite a sight, don't you think?" Sarah said as they returned to the Rec room, "maybe we could play with them a little bit, what do you think if we made them wear the same pajamas as us?"
"Yes, that would be hilarious and sexy as hell," said Ann enthusiastically, "I have a spare dress; if we have another one, we can make her wear that!"
"Jeez, how long have they been standing there?" Tim asked worriedly.
"Dunno," Kevin said, "I hope they didn't notice," and he pointed shyly at his penis, still fully erect.
Tim swallowed. He looked at the large erection and saw Kevin checking him out, well.
"Sorry I'm being harsh," said Tim. "It's just that I'm not used to being naked with someone else."
"Same here. I've been getting these constantly lately, whether naked or not. But there's no need to be ashamed. Excuse me, we were friends, remember that, no reason to be embarrassed."
"I'll guess," Tim said tentatively.
"The water's getting colder now, come here, let's wash each other's backs and then get out, okay?"
Tim's heart skipped a beat. Kevin wanted to wash his back? While he had an erection? Even his mother hadn't washed him in about eight years. But when Kevin turned him around, he obeyed, and the soft, soapy hands on his back made him tremble, and the feeling of shame gave way to another sensation as he felt Kevin's hands come close to his buttocks.
"Your turns," Tim said suddenly, preventing Kevin from going any further into his back.
It felt wonderful as Kevin felt Tim's hands soaping his back and he bent over against the wall, secretly hoping that Tim would let his hands wander a little lower.
Tim heard the soft sigh that escaped Kevin's mouth as his hands reached the firm mounds of his friend's buttocks. He sensed that Kevin wouldn't protest if he touched him there, but he didn't dare. Instead, he moved his hands back up to his shoulder blades, and he bent in slightly to reach Kevin's shoulders. Was this gay, touching each other like that, completely naked and boned?
"Um..." He heard Kevin say and realized with a shock that while soaping Kevin's shoulders and neck, his erection had found its way into the crack of Kevin's buttocks.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," Tim apologized quickly. "I didn't mean to..." and he stepped out of the shower, embarrassed.
"It's okay, man," Kevin said reassuringly, "this happens in a small shower."
Tim looked at his friend, afraid that he was angry, even though he said that it was okay, but he immediately saw in his eyes that he was not upset; on the contrary, he even thought he saw a faint, longing smile.
They carefully avoided further contact and dried themselves, brushed their teeth, deodorized and dressed in fresh underwear, Tim in pajamas and Kevin in his sleep trousers and t-shirt.
When the boys returned to the cellar, the girls wore their nightclothes: all wearing a long T-shirt or nightgown that covered the upper part of their legs down to their knees, and from the kitchen came the delicious smell of pizzas in the oven.
"Hey, what are you wearing?" Leah asked, surprised and playfully annoyed, pointing at the boys.
"Um, this is a slumber party, right?" Tim replied, confused.
"Yes, that's it, but it's a girl's sleepover," said Sarah, "and you're wearing boys' pajamas."
"So?" Kevin asked, sensing that there was more to it than just this statement.
"If you want to join us tonight, you have to be in the same dress as us," Rose added in a direct tone to make sure the boys knew immediately that there was no room for negotiation.
"Ah, come on," Tim pleaded, "we don't even have girls' clothes."
"But we have," Sarah and Ann jumped up and rummaged in their bags, each taking out a nightgown.
“We are ‘I will not wear that,’ Tim protested, looking to Kevin for support.
Kevin looked relieved as Ann handed him the dress, and his heart skipped a beat when he realized there was no way out unless they left the common room. Somewhere deep in his heart, he also felt a certain excitement he couldn't quite place: was he being awakened by the thought of wearing girls' clothes?
Tim noticed his friend's expression and sensed him surrendering to the girls' association. Did he even see the slightest hint of excitement in Kevin's face?
"Come on, boys," Leah urged them, "we don't have all evening. The pizza's almost ready. Or do you want to eat in the kitchen instead of here with us?"
Reluctantly, Tim unbuttoned his pajama top, while Kevin had gotten rid of his T-shirt and sleeping pants, and quickly pulled the dress over his head, leaving just a brief moment for the girls to see him wearing nothing but his blue boxer shorts. Tim felt ashamed as he finally stepped out of his pajama bottoms and struggled to get the dress over his head, giving the girls enough time to observe him in his tight blue and white striped briefs.
"You two look great," said Sarah somewhat teasingly, while the boys stood awkwardly in their robes.
It felt strange, but also a little bit exhilarating, and while Kevin secretly enjoyed the feeling, Tim did his best to rationalize his excitement: It was only because the girls had let them wear it, wasn't it?
“I think the pizzas are ready,” said Rose, and she stood up and made her way to the kitchen.
The others followed her to help carry the pizzas, sodas, and the rest of the food to the rec room. As soon as the food arrived, they dived in and ate and drank amidst talking and laughter, the television already switched on for the movie they wanted to watch.
Ann and Leah told how they had met and become friends despite being a year apart in age, and Sarah wanted to know all about Tim and Kevin's long-standing friendship.
Rose and Tim told some funny stories about growing up as cousins.
Considering this, the boys initially felt a little awkward in girls' clothes; the ice was certainly broken as they talked and laughed and got to know each other better. When they had finished their pizzas, everyone pitched in to clean up the common room and the kitchen.
When they returned, they made themselves comfortable on the chairs and the two sofas, leaned lazily into the cushions, and placed a tray full of snacks and drinks on the table.
"They're broadcasting 'Moonlight Love' again tonight," said Rose as she switched to another station, "it's so romantic!"
The boys groaned softly. Such a romantic film wasn't exactly their cup of tea, but outnumbered, they knew they had to accept it or go into the living room to watch something else. They felt strangely left out and, already used to wearing girls' clothes, they simply accepted the choice for the evening.
While the girls were engrossed in the film, the boys spent more time watching the girls watching television. It was a rare opportunity for them to be in their pajamas with girls who sprawled shamelessly on the couch and the lazy armchairs, their breasts pushing their thin dresses up a little.
Tim glanced sideways at Kevin and noticed a bulge under his dress; obviously his penis was fighting against the confinement of his boxer shorts.
The film was interrupted by a commercial break, just as one of the main actors was undressing to take a bath, revealing her beautiful body covered only with luxurious lingerie.
According to the disappointed protesters against the girls, the girls were clearly in the film during a commercial break, but obviously the marketers knew their audience because a large portion of the commercials showed luxury soaps and lingerie. This immediately captured the attention of the four girls.
"I had... I want these," sighed Rose, as a young lady decorated some chic shoelaces on panties.
"I have almost the same outfit," said Ann, "look," and she pulled up her dress to show her pinkish-red panties.
"They're neat," said Leah, "mine are a little smaller, but they're laced too," and she lifted her dress to show what she was wearing.
The boys sat cushioned and watched the girls, who were shamelessly displaying their underwear. Tim noticed that Kevin's erection was noticeably larger than it had been a minute ago, and he felt a stirring of excitement in his own briefs.
It was a new sensation. Kevin had never paid much attention to girls' panties before. He'd seen his 12-year-old sister in panties a couple of times, but they were just basic. Back then, he hadn't thought anything of it. They were just a cute little thing when she was younger. Now it was different: these girls were older, more mature, and the fact that he was wearing a dress, just like they had, made him feel strangely, aroused.
"What about you guys?" asked Leah, still stretched out on the couch with her robe pulled up.