Thanks for sticking with me if you've read the previous stories already. If not, this carries on the story of the Camera Club and probably needs the earlier four Chapters for this to really make sense.
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It had not been an especially long drive, which was just as well because Sarah's brother James had been asking all kinds of questions about what we'd been up to together. He was as surprised as Mum at how well my younger cousin Sarah and I now got along.
We gave some accurate, and a lot of evasive answers before turning the conversation to James' University. That seemed like a topic he could talk on for hours!
Once at Sarah's home we disappeared up to her bedroom. Her Mum was out at work despite it being Saturday, and her older brother Peter wasn't there. Mikey, Sarah's twin, was meant to be at home but was also out somewhere doing something. Who knew what?
Sarah fired up her computer and unpacked, and told me to put my stuff by her bed, then she checked both our emails.
She talked as she browsed.
"So yeah, just so you know, Mikey and James share a room, and they made Pete's room into a kind of boys' playroom, with their computer games, TV, table tennis, sports gear. But you can use the computer anytime. Just don t get too hooked on their porn, okay?" She grinned at me.
"They don t hide the porn?" I asked, a bit surprised.
"Well duh! Course they do. Just not very well. I can find all kinds of stuff they've been looking at. Some of it's pretty good, actually, but I don't tell them that. Oh look, Geoff's online. So's that Mum of Teen he was talking about."
"Say 'Hi' from me, will you?" I said as I unpacked most of the things from my bag and piled them neatly by Sarah's bed. I didn't know if the sleeping naked rule would still apply so I'd brought pj shorts and top just in case.
"Geoff sends us both kisses, and he says he's telling MomOfTeenDau about us, see if she's okay chatting?"
"Well if she is, say 'Hi' again from me will you? I think I'd like to chat to her."
"Why don t you stop what you're doing and log in on your phone? That way all four of us can talk all at the same time?"
"Will that work? Won't it get kind of confusing?"
"Course not silly, we all have our screen names so we know who's saying what!"
I just accepted that my younger cousin knew best, and sat on the bed with my phone, tapping away, glancing every so often at the computer screen from over Sarah's right shoulder.
And so we chatted.
MomOfTeenDau was really nice and easy to talk to, not judgemental at all, which was just as well because Sarah was telling her the most outrageous things about me. My naughty cousin had made a private room for the three of us, and Geoff drifted in and out as 'AdultPhotographer', sometimes saying things, confirming details, sometimes just being there before disappearing again. He did let us know that he was chatting with some other exhibitionist girls which made me a little jealous.
MomOfTeenDau, on the other hand, gave us her attention. She seemed to really understand her daughter and didn't pry even though they both appeared to keep themselves very private. I liked MomOfTeenDau and knew I wanted to talk with her some more, maybe ask her advice since her daughter's situation felt a bit like my own. I opened another private chat window with just her and was soon pouring out my confessions about the nude photography that Sarah and Geoff had mentioned and about wanting to do porn. She was very understanding and supportive while being concerned for my safety. It was all very lovely.
The next day, Sunday morning, broke hot and humid.
It was after breakfast and Sarah and I were hanging out in the boys' room chatting to James, sitting on his bed by the window, listening to him telling us all about Uni. Although it was very near home he shared a flat with some other students in term time but came back in the holidays, like now. It was his final year and he had mixed feelings about moving on. On the one hand, he already had a job to go to, but on the other, he'd miss the fun of College and we got the idea that quite a lot of that fun was with girls. It sounded like the Uni took a fairly relaxed view of student activities as long as studying was getting done and it was safe.
I had slept well and so was feeling refreshed and happy. My mattress on the floor at the side of Sarah's bed was comfortable and she had allowed me to wear Pyjamas.
Mikey came back in from his shower, the soggy white towel tied loosely around his waist. He'd decided he was already too sweaty and gone off to the bathroom, which was a pity because he'd had that nice clean musky scent of maleness that is so attractive. The other three of us were in shorts and t-shirts. James had on the long tight shorts that are more like jeans that stop at the knee, with a loose grey top. Sarah as always was nicely dressed in floral designer shorts cut like a skirt, with a nice green tank top over her black bra. I had a pair of small denim cut-offs frayed at the legs and a loose yellow top over a white sports bra.
"Hey Mikey, you gonna go to the same Uni as James?" I asked, enjoying the view of his bare chest and nice legs. He wasn't as muscular as James, more like his twin Sarah, fair-haired and slim, but just like her, he was very good-looking, very easy on the eye.
"Oh no, what's he been telling you?" Mikey replied, combing his damp hair at the mirror.
"Ha ha, nothing bro, but Andi seems interested; maybe she'll apply there?" quipped James.
"Feeling better after your shower?" asked Sarah.
"Yeah, a hot shower followed by a cold one, though it's still too warm in here. What are we gonna do today?"
"I thought I might go play tennis. I booked a court for later on. Any of you guys wanna come?" said James.
"I'll come!" I cut in quickly. The idea of watching fit athletic guys running around in tight shorts was kind of appealing. Sarah gave me a look and I stuck my tongue out at her. We both laughed.
"Am I missing something here?" asked Mikey, and James shrugged as if to say he wasn't in on it either.
"Why don't we all go? We could play mixed doubles?" suggested James.
"Yeah, why not?" said Sarah, but with that look that hinted she was planning something. I felt my tummy give a quick lurch of excitement.
Mikey was rummaging in a drawer for clothes when I got an idea. I didn't really want him to get dressed yet. I was enjoying the show.
"Hey, Mikey, since you're not dressed yet, how about I practice my massaging on you? I just started learning and need a guinea pig?"
"Huh? What? Er, I dunno... " and he trailed off, looking at James for guidance.
Sarah again gave me a look, this time more of a, what are you up to?
"It's just a massage, no biggy," I said, "and the room is nice and warm, you said so. Just lie face down on your bed."
With a shrug of his shoulders, Mikey came over to his bed and lay face down.
"Cross your arms. Rest your cheek on them and relax," I instructed.
I moved over between the beds, facing away from James and Sarah, and ran my hand down Mike's bare back, warm velvety skin over taut muscle, down to the towel which was still wet.
"This won't do," I said and gently tugged his towel from around him, "it's far too damp. I'm sure Sarah will get you a dry one," looking over to James and Sarah sat on the other bed. Sarah just grinned at me and didn't move.
Mikey let me take the towel, his eyes closed and face turned away from the window, away from all of us.
I leaned over the now naked Mikey to run my hands slowly up his back, either side of his spine to his shoulders, then back down his sides to his waist.
"Why don't you stand the other side?" suggested Sarah, presumably because I was blocking their view, "You'll probably find it easier?"
"Sure," I said, then, "Mikey, you should arrange yourself, ya know, down below? So you're not lying on yourself? If you follow me?"
I glanced at Sarah and James as I walked round to the other side of Mikey's bed. Sarah raised her eyebrows but made no comment. Mikey did as I said and put his hand beneath his body, lifted his hips for a moment, then went back to resting his face on his arms. Now he was facing me as I leaned over him to massage his back again, like before.
When I got to his waist I noticed that he was still discreetly covered down below by his strong thighs. Running my hands back up his spine and along his shoulders, I returned down his sides but continued this time along his bare hips to his legs. Placing my hands flat on the backs of his thighs, fingers pointing inward, I ran them slowly up his legs, over his taut buttocks, his Gluteus Maximus as I now knew, and up to his back again. This time as I moved up either side of his spine I told him, "These are your vertebrae," to which he grunted, "mm hmm," then at his shoulder blades, "And your scapula," which got another grunt, "and deltoid muscles," as I stroked over his shoulders and then down his sides, "quadriceps femoris," down the sides of his thighs, "something-else femoris," up the back of his thighs, this time trying to part them a bit.
Whether he was thinking or not, Mikey took the hint and moved his knees apart, and I lifted and separated his thighs and buttocks, gluteus Maximus, hoping to see his tackle between them. Sure enough, there was a scrotum and the tip of an uncut penis. Lovely!
I repeated the cycle, again separating and lifting his thighs and buttocks for a nice look, this time letting my thumbs trail to lightly caress his ball sack which moved like it was alive of itself.
"You look like you're getting a bit warm there, Andrea?" suggested James with a knowing grin.
"Yeah, why don't you take your top off so you won't get it sweaty?" added Sarah.
Pretending it was all perfectly normal, I patted Mikey on his bum and facing all three of them peeled my yellow top over my head and off, dropping it on the bed next to Sarah's twin before adjusting my white sports bra for comfort and to draw everyone's attention to the thinness of the stretchy material.
Resuming my massage I repeated the cycle, but more deliberately running my thumbs along his penis and scrotum, and was rewarded on the next visit with a much longer penis visible.
Yum!
"I'm sorry, Mikey, I seem to be making your penis longer!" I said as I moved his knees wider apart. "I'll try and shorten it," I suggested, gripping it lightly and stroking it up and down under the pretense of squishing it smaller.
Sarah and James were watching avidly from the next bed.
"I know," I said, as if struck by sudden brilliance, "roll over and I'll be able to shorten your penis properly!"
I thought he'd give up in embarrassment and shoo me away, but no, Mikey rolled over letting his impressive semi-erection thump down heavily on his belly.
Both my hands were on it in a flash.
