Young Fun #1

Young fun…


I grew up in a nice town in Colorado. We lived at the end of a cul-de-sac and had a large wedge shape lot. The house next to our was owned by a family who had 3 children the youngest, a girl, was my age. The other two, also girls, were in their teens and frequently babysat me. The houses are modest starter homes built in the late ’70’s. Two huge cottonwood trees grew in our front yard and shaded the whole house and into the street. In the backyard we have trees surrounding an open area large enough to play volleyball or play kids baseball.
The story I am going to tell started one summer afternoon.
I was 6 years old and spent most of my time hanging out with my best friend who lived in the next block, we mostly played at the park down the street and made fun of people walking by. I was by no means a good kid we would make up the worst sounding swear words and yell them to passerby’s.
One day my friend wasn’t home and I was sitting on the curb in front of my house, the girl from next door came walking by and asked what I was doing.
I replied, “Nothing, do you want to play?”
She said, “Maybe, but I will have to ask my sister, she is boss today.”
And so she walked away and I continued to sit on the curb and scratch shapes into the concrete with a rock.
A little while later she came back with her sister and they sat next to me, one on each side.
“What do you want to do,” asked the younger girl, “Do you want to come play at our house?”
I didn’t even think about it and said, “Sure”
We got up and walked, or skipped in the case of the younger girl.
“What is you name?” I asked.
“Susy” Answered the girl my age.
The older one replied, “Jess”
We fell back into silence as we went through the gate and into the backyard.
Their backyard was quite a bit different than ours, it seamed to have much smaller trees but closer spaced and a swing and slide set. We ran around and played as kids will for a while, but when we got hot we sat on the side of the house on two old lawn chairs and talked.
Jess was grounded from being caught naked with her “boyfriend” and told me how mad she was at her parents. She looked around and then asked if I knew anything about sex.
“Sure, you know I guess…”
We talked about Nick, her boyfriend, and Susy and I laughed when she told us he had wanted to have sex with her. She said she had wanted to as well but her Dad had knocked on the door just as she had gotten undressed and caught her trying to get her clothes back on.
Jess looked at her sister and asked if she would want to try and have sex. It would make her parents mad if they ever found out and right now she wanted her parents to suffer.
She asked if I would have sex with her sister, not because I like, liked her, but because she wanted her to know what it feels like.
Now I need to tell you Susy is my age and she had some baby fat, just enough to make me think she was fat.