Stop Twenty Four: P.E,T.

Iofi went into her room followed closely by you. Everything felt so overwhelming to you and she was the one source of safety in the 80 some family members attending the family reunion. You never understood how one family could have so many children. Iofi’s family, your cousins, had nearly five children. Iofi, the youngest of the bunch, was eleven, just five years older than you, yet she was more like an all knowing god in your young eyes. To you, she knew everything, understood everything. And best of all, when your parents weren’t around she would let you get away with all sorts of things they wouldn’t allow. Iofi had begun to fill out, though you had no real clue what any of it meant. Her chest seemed to just be bigger than it was when last you saw her and you put it all down to weird girl things.

The two of you entered one of the thirteen rooms of the lakehouse. It was one of the nicest places you’d ever been, all thanks to the collective wealth of the attendees. The room, Iofi’s room, had an overview of the lake from above in the second story. It was very homely, sporting a rather old-fashioned yet well taken care of bed, a painting of a goat hopping across two mountain cliffs and walls of wood, put all together with a desk and hand stitched carpet. It was a place you wished you could stay in for the rest of your life. Taking shelter for the noise, Iofi hoisted you onto her lap, hugging you tightly and playfully.

“How are you feeling, lovebug?” she said, getting her cheek right against yours

“I dunno…” you said

As though reading your mind, she held your hand.

“Lots of noise, huh?” she said sympathetically

“Yeah…”

“Why don’t we go for a swim? It can really help relax you.”

“Can I stay in here for a little bit? I just need a second to relax…”

“Of course, kiddo.” she said, pulling you out of her lap “I just need to get changed first.”

She pulled herself up, stretching with both arms in the air. She bent over, shoving her butt close to you as you scooted back a bit.

“Oh, sorry…” she said playfully “Accidently went too close.”

She looked at you with a look that made you nervous. It was like she wanted something from you or was planning to take something.

“Say, Anon? Ever seen a naked girl before?”

“Yeah.” you said simply “My sister and I took baths when we were really little.”

“Not between siblings, that’s boring.”

She got up and put both hands on your shoulders, looking into your eyes.

“I meant seen a woman naked, not a girl.”

“No… I guess not. What’s different?”

Iofi smiled.

“Want to see? I’m a woman.”

“I’m… not supposed too Iofi. Mom always says that-”

“She always says that you need to go to bed early and shouldn’t eat candy. But she’s not here is she? But… if you don’t want to look, feel free. Be a little boy.”

You crossed your arms and pouted.

“Hey! Don’t make fun of me!”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.”

Iofi began to take her clothes off while you turned your head away, covering your face with both hands. She snickered.

“Oh come on. It’s not like this is the first time you’ve been naked with me. Would it be better if you were naked too?”

“No!” you said “That’s weird.”

“Well, you’ll need to get changed eventually.”

She stood there naked and began to rifle through her suitcase, deliberately taking her time to find it. She wiggled her butt, allowing her opening to be in full view. Finally, she got her bikini and began to put it on, catching you peaking.

“I see you.” she giggled as you quickly shut your eyes again “It’s ok. I don’t mind. You can look.”

She gently tugged down on the front of her bikini top. She had seen it in a movie and remembered how much the guys watching loved it. She put her cleavage out, stopping just short of her nipples. You remained squeamish at the idea.

“Get dressed. I want to swim with you.”

“Alright… But you can’t look.” you demanded

“Oh, alright. I won’t look.”

You began to strip down to nudity, covering your privates as you stupidly remembered your swimsuit was in your room. Iofi turned her gaze to you and grinned.

“What’s wrong? Want to be naked with me after all?”

“No!!!” you said again “I just… left my swimsuit in my room…”

“Let’s go get it then. Your room is the one two doors past mine, right?”

“Yeah. Let go just put my clothes back-”

She gripped your wrist.

“No way. I’ve got a better idea, you used to love this.”

She hoisted you up on her back, feeling her stomach fill with butterflies as your penis squished into her bare back. She savored it on every nerve ending. It was so soft and hairless and she could feel your tip just pressing into one of her vertebrae. Her whole body flooded with hormones, filling her with a near overpowering lust. She wanted to investigate you, play with your penis. At this point in her life, it was an alien creature to her, something she’d only seen in porn and hentai. Having it pressed up against her back was as stimulating as having it inside her.

“H-hey!”

“Let’s go.”

“What if someone sees?”

“They won’t. I promise.”

“But-”

“Hush. Let’s go.”

She opened her door and walked out with you, moving her body in such a way so as to make the entirety of your crotch rub up and down her back. She felt her swim bottoms begin to get sticky as your smooth ballsack drew up and down her spine. Finally, she entered your room and set you down. As she did, she gently grabbed your balls with her hands, giving them a light squeeze.

“Stop!” you snapped

“Why does this bother you so much?”

“Because it's gross, Iofi.” you said quietly, pulling your swim trunks up your waist as fast as you could

“It’s fine. You know, in Europe, they do this all the time.”

“What?”

“Really.” she said, crossing her arms with a confident look “Cousins, sisters, brothers, it's natural over there. They’ll even just hang out naked with each other. Their penises are weird there too.”

You looked down, feeling a deep sense of unease. Iofi was right, she had to be. She was eleven, of course she’d know that stuff. Yet you couldn’t shake off a sense of disgust. It was like watching people kissing.

“Um… alright… let’s just go swim, ok?”

“Sure.” she smiled, holding out her hand “Hold my hand, sweetie.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to hold your hand. What, is that too gross for you now too?” she giggled

You sighed and held her hand, feeling an odd energy emanating from her. It was almost aggressive while not being hostile. It was the energy of someone who really wanted something. Even as young as you were, you could intuitively sense it, even if you couldn’t explain what it was.

You both made your way down the steps and out towards the lake and you immediately felt overwhelmed by all the noise. Your hearing was incredibly strong, even for a young boy. Large crowds like this often felt like being hit over the head with a pan. You clutched Iofi’s side and she smiled, hugging you tight and rubbing your back. You both made your way out into the water, finding a more secluded area away from the noise and people by the lake’s far end.

“Want to wrestle?” Iofi asked with a smile

“Wrestle? In the water.”

“Yeah! It’ll be fun. Watch.”

Iofi pushed her body close to you and you could feel her still developing breasts squish into you. They were the softest things you had ever felt and sent a radiating warmth throughout your bell. It almost felt as though something were opening, yet you couldn’t place where or why. She continued to push into you, pulling your knee up between your legs and moving her hips back and forth. She put her face close to yours, like she was preparing to kiss you and you pulled your head back until another cousin happened by.

“What are you two doing over there?” he asked, causing Iofi to stop in her tracks

You thanked god he came by. Nothing was more disgusting than kissing a girl.

“Nothing.” Iofi said, giving you a hard squeeze “Just playing.”

“Oh. Ok!”

With that he turned around and ran right back. She let you go, only to grab your wrist tightly in one hand. With her other hand, she forcefully pushed down your swim trunks and rather ungracefully grabbed your penis. She pulled it around wildly, not so much that it hurt, but enough that it caused you deep discomfort. Why on earth was she doing this? It scared you how aggressive about it she was getting. Finally, with one squeeze of your nuts, she let you go and, without a word, left you alone in the lake as she waded back to the house. You looked down, noticing your penis standing up. It wasn’t the first time it had done this, but it had always been randomly. Her touch caused it to go up on its own and it had a satisfying feeling to it that also felt dirty. You didn’t know how to feel, what it all meant. Your head was just a jumble of vague feelings while your body felt a sense of warm arousal and fear-based adrenaline. You stood in the water for a while, too stunned to properly think or move.

After a long while you made your way back. Night had begun to fall and the last thing you wanted to do in your stressed out state was mingle. Yet, for the first time, the thought of being near Iofi filled you with fear. You didn’t want her to do that again. Either way, you had to put your clothes on again. You walked back upstairs and into your room, relieved to find it empty and put your clothes back on. Finally, you had begun to calm down. Just as you were untensing, Iofi came into your room, leaning on the door frame.

“Hey there. Sorry about the lake thing… did I scare you?”

“Kind of…”

“I’m sorry. I won’t do that again.”

She walked over to the bed and sat on it with you, holding your hand. After a long pause, she turned to you with a smile.

“Want to go lay in bed with me?”