D Abby - The juvenile casting couch

He waited for Anne to get Shirley. He didn't know what would happen next but things seemed to be getting more complicated. Anne returned, grinning, followed by a rather shy, blushing Shirley. Anne pushed Shirley toward Pat. Shirley stood there.

"All right, give your lover a hug and a kiss."

Pat got up and hugged and kissed Shirley. She put her head on his shoulder and sobbed. Pat looked daggers at Anne who shrugged.

"Shirley, no matter what your mother says, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"But, Pat, I want to do things with you so bad. I wanted you to make me do them. I knew I would like it if you made me take your thing in my mouth and suck it till the stuff came out. I wanted you to push your finger into me and I wanted you lick me down there till I got that good feeling. I tried to make myself do those things but couldn't. I do want you to put your thing in me."

She clung to Pat and he kissed her again. He brushed her lips with his tongue and she opened her mouth and sucked his tongue into her mouth. His hard prick pushed into Shirley's groin and she rubbed herself against it.

Anne burst out laughing and was trying to say something to them through the laughter. They broke apart and turned toward her.

"Shirley, that's the way I got him to shoot off in his pants the first time. It's what Aunt Mary did in the movie. That's where you got the idea for that bit in the movie, didn't you, Pat? I hadn't really made the connection until right now. If you don't want him to do that again, Shirley, I suggest you take him to your bedroom and suck the first load out of his prick before it goes off by itself. A boy Pat's age goes off real quick the first time."

Shirley pulled away and took Pat by the hand. She led him out of the kitchen toward her bedroom.

"By the way, Pat, you just lost your job. I'll have to find another boy. If Shirley thinks I'm going to pay for her odd job boy she has another think coming."

"That's all right, Anne. It was getting sort of hard to explain why I kept the job with all the money I'm making on that movie. You're right, I did get ideas from what happened here. I didn't tell them how I knew what to say but I got them to change the lines in the two big scenes so that it was just like it happened between the two of us. Everybody thinks that those scenes are what made the movie so good. My dad and Sue guessed that they weren't original, but they didn't ask where they came from and I didn't tell."

"That doesn't surprise me, I know that you're a real gentleman. Have fun kids. My next odd job boy won't be half as good as you by any measure, Pat."

Shirley pulled Pat up the stairs and into her bedroom. Now that it was going to happen she wanted to make it happen quick. Once in the bedroom she got shy once more. She sat down on the edge of the bed and waited for guidance. Pat hugged and kissed her. With all his experience, Pat, age twelve, was no expert. His hand moved over her budding breast and she covered his hand with her own. She reached down and felt his hard prick and pulled away from him.

"Uh, get undressed, Pat. I don't want to make you do what Sue Charmin made you do in the movie."

"You get undressed too."

With some hesitation and turning away on the part of both kids they were soon as nude jaybirds. They turned to each other and feasted with their eyes. Shirley was the most perfect girl Pat had ever seen. Her budding breasts pointed straight out. There were a few strands of silky light brown hair surrounding, but not hiding, her slit. She was slim as a boy but she sure didn't look like one. Shirley was beautiful.

Shirley already knew that Pat was the most perfect boy alive. She'd seen his prick, her mother told her to use that word, now, because of her, it stood up and pointed toward the ceiling. His balls snuggled up toward his body in their pink, almost hairless, sack. His shoulders were just beginning to broaden. There was the slightest down of reddish hair on his upper lip. His prick was moving up and down with his pulse and there was a drop of liquid on the tip. Pat was beautiful.

Shirley'd been worried about the instructions her mother had given her. She didn't know if she could take Pat's prick in her mouth. Now she'd seen him nude she knew it wouldn't be any problem at all. She'd played with his prick many times but now she knew she wanted to suck Pat's essence out of his prick. She wanted Pat do things to her too, but that could wait until after she'd sucked his cock.

"Lay down on the bed, Pat, I want to, uh, suck your, uh, cock."

"You don't have to if you don't want, please don't do it because your mother said to."

"I want to, Pat, I really do want to. I want you to shoot your cum into my mouth and I want to taste and drink it. I've wanted to do that from the first time I saw it but I was too scared. I wish you had made me do it."

Pat lay back on the bed and Shirley crawled between his legs. Pat looked beautiful to her from any angle. Shirley moved her head toward Pat's prick. She put out her tongue and licked from the bottom of the shaft right up to the little slit on top. She liked the taste of that drop of liquid she licked off the tip. Pat had to exert every ounce of control he had not to jerk his hips and force his cock down Shirley's throat.

Shirley had lost her fear. This was fun. She could see Pat's body quiver with desire. Pat wanted her to do something to him. She knew she would make him feel real good. She wanted to make him feel better than he'd ever felt in his life. She moved her tongue back again and licked his balls. She ran her tongue back up the shaft again and around the head of his prick. Shirley felt Pat's tension.

Shirley slowly lowered her mouth around the head of Pat's prick and massaged it with her tongue. She moved her head down and sucked the rest of his prick into her mouth. She moved her tongue as she felt it run along the underside of his prick. When her chin rested on his balls and her nose was tickled by his sparse pubic hair she raised her head again with the same slow, deliberate motion. Pat sighed.

Pat just couldn't hold still any longer. He grunted and pushed his hips up off the bed as Shirley's head started down again. As he pulled his hips back, Shirley moved her head up and started down again. This was one blow job he wanted to last but he just couldn't hold off any longer. Pat's hips came up again and; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; he fed Shirley the essence that she said she wanted.

Pat's climax caught her by surprise but she swallowed each spurt and every dribble as it erupted from Pat's jerking prick. Her mother was right, there's nothing like the taste of the cum of the man you love. Shirley kept sucking until Pat's prick was limp. She let his prick slide out of her mouth and sat back on her heels.

"Did Sue Charmin do it that good?"

Pat blushed. Why did everybody try to put him in this sort of a position?

"Uh, Shirley, what shall I tell David when he asks me if we're doing things? He's going to ask if I go off with you for an hour or so now and then."

"Don't you dare tell him anything! Uh, oh, I see what you mean. I'm sorry, Pat, I'll never ask again. I shouldn't have this time. I know you'd never tell David anything. I apologize for that too. I love you, Pat."

Shirley scooted up over his body and started to hug and kiss him. Her smooth body rubbing against his felt real good to Pat. Every time Shirley had jerked him off he wanted to lap her cunt. This was the chance he'd been waiting for. He wasn't going to rush things. He was going to make Shirley feel as good as he possibly could.

That meant doing all the things that Sue had done to him that first night when she'd come into his bedroom after his folks had gone to sleep. Sue had later told him that the technique was called a trip around the world. He would give Shirley a trip around the world.