Todd and Sissy Bracklin were two fairly normal kids, who had a fairly normal relationships as brother and sister. Todd, being seventeen, could drive and Sissy, who was fourteen, loved to shop, so it wasn’t unusual for them to spend time together as Todd ferried her from place to place. In each place he had friends to hang out with, and so did she. So they actually spent more time than usual with each other than the average teen siblings.

Three states away, where Julie and Brad Bracklin lived, the situation was almost the same. In this case it was Julie, sixteen years old, who was the driver and it was her brother Brad who was the fourteen-year-old being chauffeured all over the place.

All the kids were good looking in that healthy American teenager sort of way, having had the benefit of good nutrition, plenty of exercise and good genes. It was the genes that connected the four. They were cousins.

The kids actually knew each other pretty well since there were family reunions every year. The Bracklin clan liked to camp, and while the adults sat around a camp fire their children flitted through the forest of whatever National Park they happened to gather at, and had fun together. There was almost always a trip to a nearby theme park for the kids to look forward to, or some other attraction that the kids all enjoyed together.

But when you went to a Bracklin family reunion, it was the tents that caught your eye. They were an old fashioned group, turning their backs on travel trailers, or RVs or any kind of “modern thang”. So when they got together, there were usually as many as fifty or sixty tents spread all over the place. Most families, rather than have one big tent, had multiple small ones, so the kids could come and go as they pleased and the adults had some privacy. A lot of babies had been conceived during Bracklin family reunions. This was evident by the number of three-month-olds who invariably showed up at the next reunion, and the fact that most of the cousins had birthdays within a month of each other.

Julie and Sissy, though two years apart in age, were very similar. Both had light brown hair, high cheekbones and large firm breasts. Both were slim, but had wide hips and tight butts. Both had hazel eyes and a ready smile. And both masturbated frequently and with vigor. Both were also virgins, at least technically, though Sissy’s hymen was gone to a hairbrush handle and Julie’s to a hard landing during a jump on a boy’s bike, when her feet slipped off the pedals. Julie, having lately acquired a string bikini, had tried shaving her bush into a heart, but, not being able to see very well, had been unhappy with the result. The easier fix was to just shave the whole thing bare. She liked that feel when she rubbed off, and it made her feel sexy that it also caused her to have a camel toe.

There were more differences in Brad and Todd. Todd played football and had wide shoulders and a thick neck as a result of training. His hips were slim and he was tall for his age. Brad, on the other hand, was fairly short, even for a fourteen-year-old. He was slim and almost weedy looking, almost as if he had been sick and was just now getting better. He was quite healthy, though. He was a runner, and would one day compete in marathons.

The other difference was in their sexual organs. Todd’s, when erect, was a seven inch tall thick column of sturdy fuck flesh that had a knobby crown. He’d had sex once, on a bet with the rest of the team. It had been with a hooker, and when they were done she said she felt like giving him his money back. She didn’t, but it made him feel good.

Most girls who got a look at it weren’t much interested in trying to get it inside them. They did love to lick and suck it though.

Brad’s penis, on the other hand, had never been seen by anyone outside his family. He didn’t date yet. As if it was trying to make up for his short stature, his penis had grown in long. He didn’t know it, but his nine inch long one-eyed snake was an anomaly among men. It was weedy looking too, being slim and floppy most of the time. It’s lack of bulk made it easy to stuff in his pants, but in those situations when it got erect, the only thing he could do was bring it up against his stomach and hope nobody noticed it. When hard, it was spear-shaped, with a pointy end.

All four of the kids were excited about this year’s reunion. They liked all their cousins and always had a lot of fun. Plus, you always got to run a little wild at reunions. The adults mostly ignored the kids as long as they didn’t get into trouble. When the families arrived, Todd and Sissy were issued a tent and two sleeping bags by their father and told to set up wherever they wanted to. Much the same scenario happened with Brad and Julie. Neither set of siblings complained. They all knew that very little time would be spent in the tents, and that a lot of cousins changed tents anyway, bunking in with their favorite cousins during the reunion.

And so it was that, by the luck of the draw, this particular pair of siblings set up their tents next to each other, about twenty feet apart. It was for that reason that Julie was the first female cousin who Todd saw.

He had just put his sleeping bag in the big dome tent he and Sissy were sharing when he stepped out and glanced over at the next campsite. Julie had changed into that string bikini and was erecting the tent while wearing it.

She erected Todd too.

As she strained to reach a snagged line her bulging breasts pushed hard at the bra of the suit and the bottoms pulled into a camel toe, framing her pussy lips nicely. Todd’s cock sprang to attention immediately. He forgot everything else and went to ‘help’ this vision of beauty.

When he got there they recognized each other and began chatting animatedly, catching up on the past year. He ogled her shamelessly, which she observed and enjoyed immensely.

Her brother wasn’t impressed. Brad knew exactly what Todd was doing. Brad had been doing it too before Todd barged in. Brad loved looking at his sexy sister, especially when she wore that bikini. Now, though, there wasn’t anything to do. He looked over at the campsite Todd had come from and saw Sissy struggling with the luggage she was putting in the tent. He recognized her. She was one of his favorite cousins and at the last reunion they had kissed a few times experimentally. He went over to help her.

For the rest of the day the two couples spent all their time together.

Todd managed to find a reason to strip off his shirt and Julie admired his bulging muscles while he stared at her barely contained breasts. He managed to need to touch her for this reason or that and she felt tingles with each of those touches.

For Brad and Sissy it was a little different. While each liked to look at the other, they also found that they liked the same things. They talked for over an hour about various science fiction authors they liked, and then they discovered they both liked the same bands. They wandered in the woods as they talked, just spending time together.

Breakfast and Supper were on your own. But at lunch the whole clan gathered at the main dining tent, where various cooks fed the whole bunch. It was at lunch that everybody got to see everybody. And it was at lunch where both boys learned they had latched on to the best looking girls at the reunion.

That afternoon Brad and Sissy went fishing and sat on the shore of the pond talking about this and that for hours. Neither caught anything, but neither cared. It was when they got back to camp and Sissy found her sleeping bag and baggage piled up outside the tent that they realized something had happened. Sissy looked around and saw her brother splitting wood for the evening camp fire. She went over.

“What’s up with my stuff?” she said.

“Hey squirt” he grinned. “Julie and I are going to bunk together.”

“So? the tent’s big enough for three,” she said.

He grinned again. “We might want some privacy.”

“She’s your cousin you pervert!” said his sister.

“Hey! Don’t get your panties in a wad” he laughed. “We’re just going to fool around a little ... maybe. We enjoy being together. It’s just like you’ve been hanging around with her little brother a lot ... right? Same thing.” He looked at her to see what she was going to do. If she went to the parents it could all go bust. “Come on. Why don’t you and ... what’s his name?”

“Brad” she said.

“Why don’t you and Brad do the same thing. You know, you sleep over there and she’ll sleep over here.”

One reason Sissy liked camping so much was that she and her brother always shared a tent. And when they shared a tent, she got to see ... the good parts of a boy. She never got to see any of that at home, or school. She didn’t think Brad would change clothes in front of her, so if she did this she’d be giving up a chance to see her brother’s penis.

“One night only ... and you owe me big brother!” she said. He grinned and nodded again. She went outside and picked up her sleeping bag. She got to Brad’s tent just as he came back from the bathroom.

“What’s up?” he said as she dropped the sleeping bag. She told him about the change in accommodations, wondering if it would be okay with him. It made her feel good when he was very enthusiastic about the switch.

“I think that would be great!“ he said excitedly.

He ran over to the other tent and picked up her duffle bag and brought it back. When he got inside he saw that his sister’s stuff was already gone. This tent was smaller than the other one, and when the sleeping bags were spread out they were side by side, with the luggage at the head of each bed. They sat on their sleeping bags playing cards for a while and then decided to go swimming.

“You want me to leave while you change into your suit?” Brad asked, hoping she would say he could stay, but just not watch.

Sissy thought about it. Maybe she’d get to see a boy’s peter after all.

“I don’t care if you don’t,” she said.

He looked surprised, but nodded. They both just sat there, though, neither one having the courage to start. Sissy fished out her bikini, which was white with red polk-a-dots all over it. Brad got out his speedos and they looked at each other.

“Why don’t we both go at the same time,” said Sissy, and he nodded. They began pulling pieces of clothing off, matching each other shirt for shirt, shorts for shorts socks for socks. Finally all he had on was his briefs and all she had on was her bra and panties.

“This is a little weird” said Brad. “You want me to turn around or something?”

Sissy made her choice. “I don’t care if you don’t,” she said again. Then she reached behind her and unsnapped her bra.

It was getting a little small for her and it was under a lot of tension. When she unsnapped it, it flopped forward and out of habit she hunched her shoulders forward to drop the straps down to her elbows. What that did was quite suddenly display her cute teen titties and made them jiggle at the same time. Brad’s eyes popped as her strawberry nipples came into view. They were thrusting up and out a little and looked delicious.

Then she was skinning her panties down her legs as she sat, knees pulled up. When she got them to her ankles she lifted one foot and moved it to the side, keeping her knees together. Brad could almost, but not quite see the juncture between her legs. Then she reached for her swim suit and her knees parted as she lost her balance and had to catch herself. For just an instant Brad had a perfect view of puffy pink pussy lips pouting below a thatch of dark blond hair. His first real live pussy! Sissy pulled on her bikini bottoms first, and to get them over her hips she had to lie back on the sleeping bag, lift her hips and pull them up. In the process she bared her muffy to him completely. With her heels a foot apart and her hips thrust up off the ground, it was like she was displaying her sex just for him. His mouth dropped open and his eyes darted between her pussy and her breasts. As soon as her pussy was covered his eyes went to her breasts and stayed there as she sat up. Finally she covered them with the top of her suit.

Brad sighed. It had been wonderful.

Sissy had been sneaking looks at him as she changed. She saw the look on his face as she bared her nubile teen body to him. That look made her feel warm and fluttery in her stomach. She’d only had that kind of feeling once or twice before and both times had been when she was at a concert and the lead singer of her favorite band had looked at her while he sang. Brad hadn’t moved the entire time she’d been changing.

“Aren’t you going to change?” she asked sweetly.

Brad suddenly realized had a full blown boner in his skivvies. While he had been looking at his cousin’s breasts and pussy, his cock had decided it was time for some action. He brought his hands up to cover his crotch. “I can’t,” he gasped.

The beautiful girl across from him looked at him intently and said, “What do you mean you can’t?”

“I can’t,” he repeated. “Not while you’re here.” He pressed his hands down on his unruly organ and the motion caught her eye.

Her eyes got round and wide as she realized what must be under his hands. “Oh!” she said. “You’ve got a... ?”

“Yeah!“ he cut her off. If she said the word he was sure he’d squirt. “I mean yes I have a problem.”

She giggled. “Well, it sucks to be you. You got to see me, so I should get to see you. Fair is fair.”

“Come on Sissy. This is different,” he moaned.

“No it isn’t,” she said. “It’s because of me, right?” As she said that she grabbed the bottom of her bra and flipped it up, flashing her breasts at him.

She laughed at his shocked expression and covered them back up. “So if you’ve got a hardon and I caused it I should get to see it!”

“No!” he said, horrified that she’d said the word.

The next thing he knew her hands were on his chest and she was shoving him over backward. He yelped and automatically put his hands back to catch himself. When he did she grabbed the waistband of his briefs and jerked hard. The cloth caught on his hips and he felt pain about the same time he heard something rip.

Sissy was laughing hard as she de-pantsed her cousin. She expected to see a boy’s penis, maybe three or four inches long and as big as her biggest finger around. She was shocked to the core when his nine-incher leapt out of his shorts and waved all around like it was looking for something to bite. It had a curve to it that made her want to tilt her head to see it better. It was darker than the rest of his skin and looked smooth and soft, for all that it was stiff as a board.

She sat back on her haunches and said “Oh my!“

Her eyes darted to the sack under that amazing penis. His balls were bigger than she’d thought they would be too. They looked swollen ... full ... dangerous somehow. Her view was cut off as his hands slapped over his crotch again.

“Sissyyyyy,” he moaned.

She shook her head. “Oh give it up Brad. It’s not that bad. In fact it makes me feel sort of good that ... that that is because of me. Besides ... I think it’s kind of cute.” Then, to cover the embarrassment she knew they were both feeling she said, “Come on, get dressed. We’ve got swimming to do.”

Brad felt a little better after hearing she wasn’t mad about his boner. And she’d even said she thought it was cute! He reached for his swim suit with one hand and began working off the torn shorts with his other. Like her, though, he had to lie back and raise his hips up to get them off and then to get his swim suit on. So twice his very serviceable erection was thrust up into the air for her to see. Sissy felt a ball of heat explode in her pussy as his organ was thrust up into the air the first time. She licked her lips unconsciously.

“That thing’s huge, “ she said, meaning to say it to herself and under her breath. But she’d said it plainly and out loud. She was surprised when Brad answered her.

“Yeah, I guess I got some weird genetics or something. It’s lots bigger than the other guys in my class at school. I get a lot of ribbing about it.” He accomplished covering it up, but it was obvious in his Speedos that he had a boner. “Shit” he said glumly. “Go on without me. It takes a while to get it to go down.”

“What are you going to do?” Sissy asked. She thought she knew what he was going to do. She thought he was going to do the equivalent of what she did. That ball of heat in her belly swelled a little bit.

“I’ll just lie down and in a while it will go down. Or...” he blushed when he thought about saying it out loud.

“Or what?” she said. She was on her knees now, leaning forward toward him. Her cleavage was very interesting, but it wasn’t helping his situation.

“You know,” he said.

Instead of playing with him any more she said, “Can I watch?”

He gasped “You mean you want to?”

Now she blushed. “Well ... yeah. I mean I’ve never seen a guy do that. I think it would be neat to see.”

He ended up giving in and she clapped her hands as he slid his Speedos back down and took matters in hand, so to speak. He gripped his cock just below the head and pulled downward. She watched in awe as his foreskin glided back, unsheathing the pointed head. She sighed as a bead of clear liquid seeped out of the little snake eye at the tip. She thought she knew what that was, and, for some reason, it made the ball of heat in her loins expand. Now her pussy itched and she needed to scratch it.

Since he was doing what he was doing, she didn’t feel at all bad about leaning back to sit on her heels. She held herself up with one hand behind her and the other hand slid into the panty of her bikini. She closed her eyes and sighed again as her finger split her slick pussy lips and she was about to rub her clitty.

“Damn, Sissy,” gasped Brad as he saw what she was doing. He jerked faster.

She opened her eyes again, peering at his cock while she diddled herself.

“Ooooo,” she whispered. “This is so naughty.”

They breathed faster and faster as they masturbated together. Knowing that he liked looking at her titties, she pulled the top up and off her precious teen breasts and pinched one perky nipple as she dug her fingers into her muff.

“Ooooooo, this is fun, “ she huffed. “Its soooo naughty ... but it sure ... is... fun!“ she squealed as her cum hit her. She jerked frantically at her pussy as the feeling washed over her. She heard him grunt and her eyes opened wide as a long white string of stuff shot out of his cock and splatted onto the wall of the tent. He jerked his hand three more times and another long sticky looking rope of cum shot out. There was so much of it! It made the fire in her pussy get white hot as she came and she shuddered, falling on her side, her fingers digging ... digging ... digging.

They both lay there for four or five minutes, catching their breath and getting their clothing back in order. Brad was embarrassed by the stains on the tent wall. “You probably don’t want to stay here in the tent with me tonight, huh?” He said softly. “Not after that, huh?”

Sissy giggled. “Yes I do! I wanna see that again! That was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Then, both happy, they went off to play and frolic in the cool water of the lake.

Todd and Julie were swimming too. They were together, out in the deeper water, and they seemed to be standing very close to each other. Both of them were talking, but it wasn’t a conversation. Both Sissy and Brad noticed this and agreed that something strange was going on. Brad told Sissy to stay close and they slowly worked their way toward their two elder siblings. At the same time, they never actually looked at the older teens. Instead they made noise and splashed each other. Finally they were standing only ten feet away from Julie and Todd. Brad said he’d be right back and ducked under the water. He was gone for a long time but suddenly came up under her and lifted her out of the water, dunking her as he threw her back in. Then he pulled her away from the older kids, acting like he was running away from her.

When they got far enough away he got close to Sissy and said “They’re feeling each other up!”

“No!” said Sissy.

“I mean it” he said excitedly. “I swam by them under water. He had his hand in the front of her suit and she had hers inside his. They were both rubbing to beat hell. When I swam by they both saw me and jerked their hands out! That’s why I dunked you and made it look like I hadn’t seen anything.”

“Wow” said Sissy, glancing at her brother. She wondered what a boy’s finger would feel like sticking in her.

“Uh Oh,” said Brad.

“What’s wrong?” asked Sissy.

“I’ve got another boner!” he whispered. Seeing them do that made me hard again.

“You gonna ... do it again? Here? In the water?” asked Sissy, excited at the thought.

“I guess,” he said. “I sure can’t get out of the water with it like it is.

“Come on,” said Sissy. She led him out from the shore a ways and said, “Pull down your trunks.” He did and she reached out and grabbed his prick in her cool hand.

“Sissy!” he yelped. “What are you doing?”

“I’m helping,” she said, as she started to jack him off.

This was just too much for poor Brad. By the time she’d jacked him four or five times he was cumming a river into the water. “I’m doing it” he panted. “Fuck that feels good Sissy!”

A long streamer of white stuff floated up to the surface of the water and as Sissy’s arm disturbed the water it floated onto her bra, sticking to the fabric. She tried to wash it off, but it just rubbed into the cloth. As more and more of the bits of his sperm drifted to the surface she pushed him away and swam backwards. “You’re getting it all over me!” she whispered. “You are so nasty!“

“Me?“ he gasped. “You’re the one who started jacking me off!”

She laughed and splashed him. Their adventure over, they played some more and eventually got out to go back and get a snack. They stayed in their suits the rest of the day until their moms told them to get showered and changed for bed. They did that, ‘forgetting’ to tell their mothers that the sleeping arrangements had changed. Neither did Julie or Todd.

Most people came to the evening campfire in pajamas. It was a time for singing songs and roasting marshmallows. The adults often stayed up afterward, playing cards and sipping whiskey or wine. All the kids under 18 were supposed to go to bed, but no one ever checked on them and they quite often played hide and seek or other games they could play in the dark and out in the woods.

On this night, though, Brad and Sissy went to their tent. Brad could remember the feeling of Sissy’s hand on his peter and he hoped she’d do that again. Sissy couldn’t wait to see and touch that handsome prick again. It amazed her. She couldn’t believe it was actually meant to go inside a girl. They climbed into the tent and closed the flap. They knelt, facing each other and just stared at each other. The flashlight was on the ground, so they could see. Sissy spoke first.

“Would you like to kiss me?” she asked.

“Yeah!” he said enthusiastically.

She leaned forward and their lips met. Both had made out before, and this part they knew about. They rubbed slack lips together, and then tipped their tongues together. It was a good kiss ... a hot kiss ... and it got them both going.

Sissy was about to ask him to see his cock when they both heard the moan. It was a moan that sounded like someone was hurt, but didn’t have enough energy to call for help.

It wasn’t loud, exactly. It had just come at a time when there was no other noise to mask it.

Both kids perked up. “Did you hear that?” Brad whispered. Sissy nodded her head. They crawled to the tent flap. They still had on shoes, so they both got out and stood, listening. They heard it again, this time more clearly. It was coming from the tent next to theirs.

It was coming from Todd and Julie’s tent.

The big bonfire was still going and it fell clearly on the tent. Sissy started toward the tent but Brad held her back. “Your shadow will give you away” he said. He pulled her around in a wide circle to the other side of the tent and then, softly, a step at a time, they snuck up to the window in the dark side of the tent. They heard several more moans.

Brad was pretty sure it was his sister’s voice making those sounds, but he couldn’t tell for sure. Just as they got to the window, though, they heard a clear groan and Julie’s voice said, “Ohhhhhhhhhh Todd ... that feels sooooooo gooooood baby!” They heard a wet slushing kind of sound and Brad looked at Sissy with a question on his face. She shrugged.

Then they both peeked through the window and their lives were changed forever.

What they saw was Todd’s mouth planted squarely on a very naked Julie’s bald pussy. He was slurping away like he was dying of thirst and her pussy held fresh water. He’d apparently been doing it for some time, because just as they realized exactly what he was doing, he raised his head and said “Julie, honey, I’m sooo hot! Can I? Please?”

The walls of the tent were actually orange, but with the light from the bonfire coming through them the two youth inside had taken on a reddish hue. The peepers were seeing more silhouettes rather than actual features of the older teens, but it was clear that both teens were completely naked and that Ted was sporting a massive erection.

Sissy gasped quietly and Brad touched her. She looked at him and he put his finger in front of his lips. She nodded and they both looked back in the window. Neither of them heard Julie say anything, but both of them saw her hand reach out and grasp that mighty rod hanging between Todd’s legs.

Then her hand tugged it toward her.

Her legs spread and her knees came up.

Her hand led that thick pole right to where both peeping toms knew her pussy was and then she moved her hand to his shoulder. She reached her head up off the ground, seeking a kiss and he gave it to her as his hips forced themselves downward.

Julie groaned, “Owww, oh wait a second, it hurts.”

The form above her froze. A minute passed.

Julie said, “Okay, a little more now.”

His butt fell again, slowly.

Sissy couldn’t believe that what she’d seen between her brother’s legs was actually going in the girl. Her brother went “Ahhhhhhhhh” and stopped.

Julie groaned again and said, “I feel you all the way to my lungs”.

Sissy shivered as her brother said, “You want me to take it out?” and Julie said “Don’t you dare!“ Then her brother pulled his butt back up in the air and let it fall again. Julie cried out, a moan that sounded like the ones before, but now she could tell it was a moan of happiness, not pain.

Her brother started moving his butt up and down faster now and she realized she was watching two people fuck.

Sissy’s pussy flooded. She felt Brad pulling at her. She wanted to stay and watch, but he was pulling harder now. She fell away from the window and let Brad lead her back to their tent.

Both teens’ minds were in a whirl as they crept away from what they’d seen. Sissy felt the itch in her pussy stronger than she ever had before, and Brad’s long, slim cock was as hard as rock. He held her hand as they tip-toed back to the tent they were sharing. Brad held the door flap open as Sissy crawled in and when he saw her bottom he wanted to hump her like his sister was being humped not twenty feet away.

By the time he got into the tent Sissy already had her hand in her pajama bottoms and was rubbing herself furiously.

“Oooooo shit that was so hot,” she whispered. “Did you see how big his thing was? He’s my own brother and I never knew! And she didn’t complain hardly at all when it went in her.” She stopped. “It did go in her ... don’t you think?”

“Oh yeah,” said Brad, wanting to strip her clothes off and plunge his prick in her pussy. “That’s what they were doing. They were fucking!”

“And before that!” she squealed. “He was licking her ... he was sucking her ... he was licking her pussy!“

“Yeah,” moaned Brad. “It looked good. I bet she tasted good too, even though she’s my sister.”

“Ewwww, how could you think that would taste good?” Sissy asked.

“I don’t know. I just know a guy wouldn’t do that if it didn’t taste good, I guess.”

They both sat, wrapped in their own thoughts. Sissy was still rubbing her clitty gently. “Aren’t you gonna ... you know ... rub it?” she asked.

“Yeah, I want to real bad, but ... I guess I still feel funny showing it to you,” he said.

“That’s silly! I like it!” she whispered. “Can I see it now?”

“Sure” he said and he pulled his pajamas down, exposing his stiff member.

“Ooooo, it always makes me feel funny when I see it” she said, rubbing faster now. “You wanna see mine too? While you do it?”

Brad groaned, “Ohhh yeah, that’d be so cool.”

Instead of just sliding her PJs down, Sissy just took them off. Then she splayed her legs wide and began rubbing her clit and slicking a finger in and out of her slippery pussy. Brad was still on his knees, and she was in front of him. She looked like she was spread open for him, for his cock.