Asstr Sleepover

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Asstr Sleepover


Please note: All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous or illegal.

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"Bet you can't do this!" Melissa balanced herself on the living room carpet and did a headstand. Jack, her cousin, watched as she carefully raised her swaying legs into the air.


"I can too," Jack contradicted. "Watch." He tried to do a headstand but toppled over before he could get his legs straight in the air.


Melissa laughed. She had always loved Saturday nights but this one was particularly special because she was having a sleepover at her cousin Jack's house. She had known Jack for as long as she could remember. Since they were the same age and lived only two towns apart, the two children had practically grown up together.


Jack gave up on the headstand. "Well, I bet you can't do this!" He climbed onto the sofa and leapt across the coffee table into an armchair.


"Can so!" Melissa followed his lead but the distance from the sofa to the armchair was deceptively far. She fell short of the armchair and landed on a stack of pillows. Jack laughed at her. "Let me try again!" Melissa insisted.


"Hey, you two," Uncle Thomas stuck his head into the living room. He watched the two kids jump around on the furniture. "Hmm, that explains why the couch gets so saggy in the middle..." he mumbled to himself. "Hey, it's already nine o'clock," he informed the kids. "Are we skipping bath time tonight?"


"No!" Jack protested. "I want to show Melissa the Super Bubbles!"


Uncle Thomas raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you guys getting a little old to be taking baths together?"


Melissa and Jack looked at each other. "Why does that matter?" asked Jack, mystified.


"Well, you're seven years old now and..." Seeing their blank faces, he gave up. "Okay, never mind. Fine, if you're going to take a bath, you better do it now before it gets too late."


The kids scrambled upstairs to the bathroom. Without a hint of self-consciousness, the two children stripped off their clothes. They had been taking baths together for a long time so seeing each other naked was not a big deal. In truth, their bodies were not that terribly different from each other anyway. Melissa had curly brown hair that hung to her shoulders while Jack's was short and blond. There was the obvious anatomical difference between their legs but otherwise they both possessed the same slim builds and bone structure.


Jack turned on the water. "Mommy got me this new bubble bath and it's great. It makes like a million bubbles."


Melissa began stretching as they waited for the tub to fill. "Jack, I bet you can't do this." Standing on one foot, she reached behind her and stretched her leg back until the sole of her foot was almost touching her head.


Jack tried but he could only get his foot about waist high. "Where did you learn that?" he asked, disappointed.


"Well, I don't take ballet so it's not fair."


The bath was ready so they stepped into the warm and sudsy water, continuing their playful quarrel. They had a contest to see who could hold their breath longest underwater. Jack won so he felt a little better about not being able to stretch as well as Melissa.


The Super Bubbles lived up to their name as a thick layer of bubbles began to form on the surface of the water. The two kids had great fun playing with the suds. "Look at me!" Jack proclaimed. He had crafted a beard of bubbles that dangled from his chin. Melissa laughed.


"Wait, how about this?" she quickly scooped up some bubbles and fashioned a bikini that covered her flat chest and between her legs. "I'm a fashion model!"


"Here," Jack said, piling bubbles on her head. "I'll do your hair."


"Careful!" Melissa squealed. "Don't get it in my eyes. It will sting."


Jack rummaged in the bin of tub toys and handed her a pair of scuba goggles. "You can put these on to protect your eyes."


Melissa adjusted the goggles until the elastic band held tight against her head. Then Jack began heaping bubbles on her again. When he was done, the bubbles were so thick on Melissa's head that she was unrecognizable.


"I want to see!" Melissa stood on her tippy toes in the sudsy water to see her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She was amazed. It was as if her head were made completely out of bubbles.


"It's your turn," she told Jack. "Do you have another pair of goggles?" He nodded and dug in the bin of toys. Triumphantly, he pulled out an identical pair and put them on. Melissa went to work, carefully gathering bubbles in her cupped hands and heaping them on Jack's head. When she was done, they both looked in the mirror.


"Neat!" said Jack. Both children were now bubbleheads. He laughed and waved at his reflection.


Melissa studied the mirror. "Look," she said. "If use our hands to cover up between our legs like this, you can't even tell us apart." It was true. With their hands cupping their crotches, both kids looked the same: scrawny shoulders, flat chests, and slim thighs.


"I know," Jack said, inspired. He cupped some bubbles and began covering himself up between the legs. Understanding what he was doing, Melissa did the same. They looked in the mirror again and laughed. Now they were bubbleheads wearing bubble underwear.


"What?" his father yelled from the living room.


"Come see me and Melissa!" Jack shouted back. "I bet you can't tell who is who!"


They both tried to keep from laughing when Thomas entered the bathroom. "Well!" he said. "Has anyone seen my son Jack? Or my niece Melissa?" The children's giggles burst through their clenched teeth. "Oh, I get it!" Thomas nodded. " One of these is Melissa and one is Jack. Hmm, which one is which?"


He stroked his chin thoughtfully. The kids stood still as he knelt to scrutinize them. He even took a close look between their legs but it was no use. So instead, Thomas took a deep breath and blew at the thick mound of bubbles between the legs of the first bubblehead.


Melissa giggled as she felt his cool breath on her skin. His breath pushed the bubbles away until he was face to face with her hairless slit. "Ah ha!" Thomas said. "Girl parts! That must mean..." He used his hand to brush away the suds on the other bubblehead, revealing Jack's baby penis. "Bingo!"


The kids laughed. Melissa watched as her uncle thoroughly brushed away the bubbles between Jack's legs before tweaking Jack's penis between his fingers. Jack laughed even harder.


"Did you want to take a bath with us too, daddy?" he asked.


"No thanks, sport," Thomas replied. "Why don't you to finish up and we'll play some Wii before bed?" He filled a pail with tub water and dumped it over both of them, eliciting further shrieks. Then he left the bathroom.


"Do you usually take baths with your dad?" Melissa inquired as they began rinsing the suds off.


"Sometimes," Jack nodded. "Don't you take a bath with your dad?"


"I don't know," she shrugged. "I never asked him, I guess."


"I like taking baths with daddy," Jack told her. "Sometimes we like to..." He trailed off and looked away quickly.


"Nothing," Jack replied. "I forgot."


"Oh." They continued rinsing off. "Your wiener is sticking out," she observed.


"I don't know," Jack said without much conviction.


"It wasn't doing that before," she remarked.


"I know." Changing the subject, he asked, "Doesn't your dad's wiener ever stick out?"


"I don't know. I've never seen it," Melissa told him.


"We don't take baths together, remember?" she reminded him.


"Well, don't you ever..." Jack trailed off again.


"Nothing," he said. Jack bent and pulled the stopper from the drain. With a loud gurgle, the water began swirling away. The two seven year olds climbed out of the tub and began toweling off. Melissa noticed that her cousin's wiener still kept sticking out but she didn't say anything. She could tell he didn't really want to talk about it.


Once they were dressed in their pajamas, the kids went downstairs to play videogames. It was extra warm in the room because of the fireplace. After a few games of Super Mario, Jack began to unbutton his pajama top.


"Jack, what are you doing?" his father asked.


"I'm taking off my pajamas," replied Jack. "It's too hot in here."


"Jack..." His father raised an eyebrow. "Maybe not tonight? We have company over after all."


"Melissa doesn't mind," Jack said. He looked at her. "Do you?"


"No," she shrugged. "I guess it's fine."


"You don't have to wear your pajamas either?" Jack told her. "When we play Wii, Daddy and I usually..."


He was interrupted by Thomas, who cleared his throat loudly. Melissa was surprised to see her uncle glaring at Jack who was blushing a little now. "Nothing," Jack said. He slithered out of his bottoms.


Melissa wrinkled her brow, a little mystified by this secret conversation between father and son. In any case, Jack was right. The blazing fireplace was making the room almost uncomfortably hot so she too took off her pajamas. Both kids were now naked as they jumped and gestured with their Wii controllers. Stealing a glance, Melissa noticed that Jack's wiener was now normal looking again and not sticking out like before.


After a few games, Jack got discouraged by a particularly difficult level so he just watched while Melissa played. Then she got tired of it too so the Wii was turned off.


"All right, you two," Thomas said. "Is it time for bed yet?"


"Well, what did you want to do?" his father asked.


"Ummm," Jack thought for a moment. Clambering up his father's armchair, the boy whispered in his father's ear. Melissa couldn't hear what they were saying but she saw Uncle Thomas shake his head reproachfully at Jack. Undeterred, the boy whispered in his ear again. Finally, Thomas sighed.


"Melissa," he said. "I need to talk to you about something." For a moment, the seven year old wondered if she was in trouble. Her uncle continued, "I've known you for a long time, ever since you were a baby. I know you're a smart girl. A girl I can trust. Isn't this right?"


"That's why I want to trust you now," her uncle glanced at Jack who was sitting on the side of his armchair. "Jack and I... have a secret. It's the most special secret in the whole world. Only the two of us know this secret but since you're his favorite cousin, Jack wants you to know too."


He paused to let this sink in. Melissa had been listening carefully and now she noticed how intently her uncle was gazing at her. "If we tell you our secret, will you keep it Melissa?" he asked her. "It will be our special secret. Only the three of us will know and you can never tell anybody. Jack has kept this secret safe. Can you promise to keep it safe too?"


Solemnly, Melissa nodded. She felt happy that her uncle trusted her enough to confide. "I promise," she swore. Jack clapped his hands and jumped up and down.


"All right," Thomas smiled at her. "Our secret, Melissa, is that Jack and I like to play special games together."


"Special games?" Melissa asked, puzzled.


"Special adult games," clarified Thomas. "Now I understand if you don't want to know any more about our secret. Are you sure you want to learn more about games for adults?"


"And you can keep it a secret?" her uncle asked her. "Because that is the most important of all. Can you keep our special adult games secret?"


"Good," Thomas said. "I just want to say that you'll find some of the things we do to be strange and confusing. But I just want you to know that I love you and care for you and I would never do anything to hurt you. All right?"


"Can we start now?" Jack asked impatiently. He was jumping up and down in anticipation.


"All right, all right," his father consented, laughing. "What do you want to do first?"


"You should take off your pants," Jack told him.


Melissa watched as her uncle stood up and unbuttoned his jeans. It felt strange to be watching him undress. She had never seen a naked adult until now. Her uncle was a largely built man, somewhere in between muscular and bulky. The little girl couldn't help but stare at his hairy crotch. She was used to seeing Jack's smooth and pink boyhood.


"Look," Jack said. "I know how to make daddy hard." So saying, he took his dad's penis with both hands and began rubbing up and down. Melissa watched with great interest as Jack made good on his promise. Her uncle's wiener had been hanging limp at first but now it was growing before her very eyes. Soon it became straight and stiff, like a lead pipe sticking out from his midsection.


"How did you do that?" asked Melissa.


"Daddy taught me how," Jack answered smugly. "You just have to know how to touch it the right way."


"Yours is sticking out now too," Melissa pointed out.


Jack looked down and shrugged. "Sometimes it gets hard all by itself."


Baffled, the young girl looked between Jack's legs and then between her uncle's legs. Jack's penis was pink and innocent, while her uncle's was dark and... angry-looking almost. The coarse hair surrounding his erection gave it the air of a wild animal. Moreover the sheer difference in size made her uncle's penis appear almost like a menacing weapon. If Jack was the size of her pinky, then surely her uncle was the size of her forearm.


"Daddy, I want to show Melissa what I can do," Jack pleaded. "Can we show her what I did last week?"


"All right," his father consented. "Why don't you lie down and I'll get you ready?"


Jack eagerly lay down on his back. Then, demonstrating the preternatural flexibility of youth, he spread his legs wide as if he were doing the splits in mid-air.


"Bet you can do that," he told Melissa.


"Well," Jack said, "I bet you won't be able to what I'm about to do." The boy held his legs wide open as his father knelt before him. Melissa felt a little odd about seeing her cousin so unabashedly bared before her. Taking baths with him was one thing but this was quite another. She could clearly see his pink little wiener and the funny ball of skin. Moreover, in this spread eagle position, she could also see his brown bumhole which winked from between his slim butt.


She watched as her uncle uncapped a bottle containing a clear liquid and spread it on his fingers. Then, amazed, she watched as he began spreading the liquid on Jack's puckered hole, even slipping a finger inside. "What are you going to do?" she asked finally.


"Daddy's going to put his wiener inside me," Jack told her proudly.


"What?" Melissa said, shocked. Her uncle was now rubbing the liquid onto his shaft. She compared his large erection with Jack's little bumhole. "Bu-but... really?" the seven year old stammered in astonishment. "Is it really going to fit? Why would you want to do that anyway?"


"It's part of adult games," her uncle told her. "I said you might find things strange and confusing, didn't I?"


"Yeah," Melissa conceded doubtfully. "But your wiener is so big!" She just couldn't imagine why anyone would want to do such a thing.


"It will fit," Jack said confidently, answering her other question. "Daddy and I had to practice for a long time but last week we made it fit for the first time."


"That's right," Thomas answered. He was now stroking his wiener with his hand and it glistened.


"What's that stuff on your wiener?" Melissa pointed.


"You mean my penis?" her uncle clarified.


"What's that stuff on your penis?" she corrected herself.


"It's lubricant," he said. "It's going to make my penis nice and slippery so I can put it in Jack's bum." He held out a finger to her. "Here. Make a fist around my finger. Can you feel how slippery it is?"


The little girl innocently jacked off her uncle's finger. "Yes," she replied.


"So imagine your fist is Jack's bottom and my finger is my penis," he told her. "The lubricant makes it easier to slide right into Jack. Get it?" Melissa nodded. He positioned himself at his son's backdoor. "Are you ready Jack?"


Fascinated, Melissa watched her uncle rub the dark red tip of his wiener on Jack's tiny brown opening. His rosette disappeared behind the firm pressure of her uncle's shaft. For a moment, Melissa didn't think anything was going to happen until Jack's slim cheeks seemed to open even wider.


"Ahhh," her cousin gasped. She looked at him in surprise. His face was a mask of concentration and effort.


"Are you okay, Jack?" she asked worriedly.


"Does it hurt?" Melissa bit her lip.


"N-no..." Jack lied. "It's okay... Daddy... ahhh!"


His father had pulled out slightly. Melissa could see now how Jack's tight brown hole was clenched around his father's fat head. He thrust gently. A little bit more of him disappeared.


"That's about how much we fit in last time, Jackie," her uncle said. "Do you think you can do a little more?"


He was rewarded with another gasp. Melissa could only watch in amazement as her cousin allowed himself to be impaled. Her head swam as she tried to grasp what was happening. Not in a million years would she have guessed that a man could make his wiener disappear into someone's behind. But it was true. Little by little, her uncle's hard tool was vanishing as it entered the seven year old boy.


Finally, her uncle spoke again. "Good boy, Jackie. That's about half now. How does it feel?"


"Not anymore," Jack replied. Correcting himself, Jack quickly said, "It doesn't hurt at all."


"Good boy," her uncle said. Melissa noticed her cousin's wiener was sticking out again. Her uncle must have noticed too because he reached down and began stroking Jack's little penis. He began rocking his hips gently. "Feels nice, doesn't it Jackie?"


"Yeah, it does," Jack answered. And he was telling the truth. At first, Melissa could easily discern her cousin's obvious discomfort as he was being penetrated. But now she could see a calm and oddly satisfied expression on Jack's face. Uncle Thomas was making the same face too as he tweaked and stroked Jack's pink wiener.


Jack looked at her. "See," he said smugly. "I bet you can't do this."


This time, Melissa had to remain silent. Gawking at the substantial erection partially buried in Jack's bum, she wasn't sure she wanted it inside her. The seven year old felt certain it would split her open. But despite her misgivings, Melissa also felt something else deep inside her. She felt prickly all over, as if she had an itch but didn't know how to scratch it. The peculiar feeling seemed to be centered right between her legs, where she felt an odd wetness...


Her uncle caught her staring. "Well, what do you think, Melissa? Want to give it a try?"


"Oh, um, I don't know," Melissa demurred, paling at the thought.


He tousled her hair. "I was just kidding," he smiled. "It took Jack and I a long time to get here. I know you could do it one day if you wanted, but not today." She grinned weakly at his joke.


"But you know," he continued, "I bet Jack's not too big for you."


"Really?" Melissa's ears perked up at
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