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Maryam didn’t hesitate and quickly bounced to her feet. The busty redhead eagerly slid into my lap and attacked my face, devouring me, really. This time I returned the kiss with intense fervor, and our lip-lock went on and on and if it never ended, that would’ve been fine with me.

But Chidinma was beside us, tapping Maryam’s shoulder impatiently. and we finally broke the kiss, staring at each other with goofy, giddy expressions.

Chidinma was impatient. “You have to ask him the two questions now.”

“What? Oh. Uhhh...” Maryam stammered.

Chidinma breathed in deeply and led her, “Are you in love...”

“Right, right.” Maryam collected herself and smiled primly. “Uh, Michael? are you in love with me?”

I gave her an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, but no.”

“Are you in lust with me? Do you fantasize about throwing me onto a bed and fucking the shit out of me?” She grinned.

“Yes, that, totally.” I grinned, too.

“Ahem,” Chidinma cleared her throat and gave us a pointed look.

“Right, right.” Maryam schooled her face and asked, “Are you saving your virginity for me?”

I shook my head slowly. “No. I mean, I wouldn’t mind, but no.”

Maryam smiled. “An acceptable answer.”

“Whatever,” Chidinma said impatiently and snapped her fingers. “Next!”

Anna went next, followed by Uchechi and then Precious. I kissed each girl, assured her I wasn’t in love with her, and confirmed I was not saving my virginity for her.

Last was Christy.

Everyonelooked at us curiously as she climbed into my lap. Christy had always been an active participant in the group teasing, perfectly content to bend over at the waist and make me check out her ass, or sit in my lap and rub my naked chest while letting me explore her body a bit as well.

There was even that one afternoon all six of them lined up in front of Michael’s Chair and raised their bikini tops to flash me simultaneously. and there were a few times she would cuddle up to my side on the couch during a movie, her hand rubbing the bulge in my shorts.

But ... See, Christy and I had never really kissed. I’d made out with all the other girls at one time or another. Even Precious had given the inside of my mouth a tongue scraping a half-dozen times, most recently after one of my famous poolside massages back in August.

But not Christy. Letting her handle me like all the other girls did was one thing. Kissing me, though, like a real kiss with tongue and everything, would be... intimate. and I’d never been able to bring myself to do it.

that afternoon would not become the first.

The petite strawberry-blonde squirmed a little in my lap, adjusting herself until she got her crotch positioned just right. The succession of five hot girls making out with me one after the other had definitely been arousing, and the iron bar in my shorts was proof positive. Uchechi had gone so far as to unbutton her blouse and mash my face into her bra-clad cleavage while she dry-humped herself on my erection.

She got close to getting herself off while doing so, too. But when I’d replied in the negative when she asked if I was saving my virginity for her, she’dlooked a little disappointed, stopped grinding, and got off my lap.





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She got close to getting herself off while doing so, too. But when I’d replied in the negative when she asked if I was saving my virginity for her, she’dlooked a little disappointed, stopped grinding, and got off my lap.

Precious’s kisses and lush tits had maintained the erection while the lovely Rita similarly rode my cock like a rail, although she didn’t linger as long. and now Christy, my sweet little dearest, was moaning in my lap while grinding her clit against my bone.

Her spEmman fantasies about me filled my head, but I did my best to ignore them. Christy hadn’t attempted to kiss me yet, too focused on dry-humping my dick through my shorts. So I took matters into my own hands, cradling her head gently and bending down to place a tender peck on her forehead. “I’ll always love you, B, like the little sister I never had,” I said gently. “But I’m not in love with you. and I’m not saving my virginity for you.”

Christylooked up at me in surprise.

I gave her a tight smile and started to lift her out of my lap.

“Hey, wait! We didn’t even kiss!” she complained, visibly aroused.

“And we’re not going to,” I stated evenly, placing her light body back on her feet on the floor beside me. Bracing my hands on the armrests, I pushed myself up to a standing position and turned to face all the girls. “now that that’s out of the way, can we PLEASE let everything go back to normal? I love you all, but I’m not in love with any of you. How and when I lose my virginity should be up to ME, not just set up when Uchechi decides to throw a hot girl my way, alright? I really, really just want my friends back. Capisce?”

The girls alllooked at each other for a moment. Uchechi muttered defensively, “I didn’t throw Helen at you. She asked permission and we said it would be okay with us. Even though we all went through the exercise of agreeing you’re not our boyfriend and we’re not going to get jealous, girls don’t know that, and they’re gonna keep asking us if it’s okay. Do you want us to not give permission the next time a girl asks if she’s allowed to Bleep you?”

“I’m sorry, that came out wrong.” I breathed in deeply. “Of course I want you to give her permission. I mean, in an ideal world, girls wouldn’t feel the need to ask your permission in the first place, but I get that my membership in the Pretty-Young-Things presents unique challenges to my dating life.”

“You mean lack of dating life,” Anna remarked. “If you want to really convince us you’re not saving your virginity for one of us, go on a date for the first time in a year.”

“Is that what you really want?”

“Yes!” Anna exclaimed while Maryam simultaneously said “No!”

Everyone turned to look at Maryam, who blushed pink and exclaimed, “What? I rather like having Michael all to ourselves. Do you all really WANT him to find a girlfriend, commit to her, and start spending all his time with her instead of us? Youwant to have some girlfriend start bitching at you when you get the urge to sit in his lap and grind yourself?”

“No, of course not,” Uchechi said. “But in all fairness, we all know Michael would never stop one of us from meeting a boy and going out on a date.”

“It doesn’t matter,” I interrupted. “It’s a moot point, because I’d never do that to you. I love you all and I love being part of the club more than anything else in the world. I would never risk losing you girls by dating someone else.”



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“It doesn’t matter,” I interrupted. “It’s a moot point, because I’d never do that to you. I love you all and I love being part of the club more than anything else in the world. I would never risk losing you girls by dating someone else.”

Christy frowned. “So you are saving yourself for us.”

I hedged, “It’s not that I’m expecting one of you to take my virginity. Truly, I’m not. I’m just saying I know that if I’d actually banged Helen, it would have affected my relationships with all of you.”

Uchechi shook her head. “Didn’t we all agree we’d be fine with it? Or do I actually need notarized affidavits?”

“No, no.” I laughed but then took on a serious look. “Thing is, I’ve been watching all of you for years now. I’ve seen you get crushes on boys and listened to you complain about what they do or don’t do, and the fact is you all say stuff doesn’t bother you when it actually does. Notarized affidavits or not, my sleeping with Helen would have bothered a lot of you.”

“It wouldn’t have bothered me,” Anna stated matter-of-factly. “You’re our friend, not our boyfriend. Although I do admit the idea of you being my boyfriend would be nice. It would certainly get my Mom off my back about my lack of dating life.”

“I don’t mind if you tell your Mom I’m your boyfriend.” I shrugged andlooked at the others.

“But before the rest of you start trying to reaffirm me sleeping with Helen wouldn’t have bothered you, don’t ... uh ... well, don’t bother. I know you better.” I gave Chidinma and Precious in particular serious looks.

It was looking at those two that actually put the next realization into my head, and I explained, “Right now, all the teasing is fun and games because most of us are virgins. It’s a level playing field. We’re all messing around and feel safe doing what we’re doing because we haven’t crossed that line yet, or at the very least, -I- haven’t crossed that line. But if I had nailed Helen, you’d wonder just a little if I was going to start losing control and want to nail you too.”

“You already want to nail us,” Maryam commented.

“True,” I admitted. “And the feeling’s mutual. But I’m not going to lose my virginity in some rushed encounter taking advantage of one of my friends and ruin the whole Pretty-Young-Things.”

Uchechi chimed in, “You’re disproving your own statement that you’d lose control and want to nail us just because you weren’t a virgin anymore.”

“It’s not about him losing control,” Chidinma put in. “It’s about us losing control, or me, at least. Michael is my safe guy friend. I know we’re both virgins, and I know I can mess around with him without worrying whether or not we’ll stop ourselves from doing anything serious.

On the other hand, if he’d bleeped Helen, I would have felt pressure to ... well ... let him do stuff to me too ... just to keep his attention. I mean, why would he waste time letting me rub his package on the couch when he could find some other girl willing to let him pork her?”

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“Me, too,” said Precious. “that sort of thing has already been happening for years. It’s peer pressure, not from him but from the rest of you. You guys started making out with him with plenty of tongue, so I figured I’d have to just to keep up. You all started talking about what his boner felt like through his shorts, so of course I had to try it for myself. Uchechi and Tonia started flashing him their tits over the summer, and set up that whole six-girl titty lineup that one time, so I felt like I had to go along.”



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I didn’t really get over the brother-sister thing. Precious and Christy had their little girl chat, and after Precious went home, Christy and I sat down and had our own talk. But it was the same conversation we’d already had before, with me thinking of her as my little sister and her thinking of me as her hunky unrelated step-brother. Her dad came home early and we were behind on making dinner, so we never actually finished the conversation. and after dinner I went back to my own house.

Word of Precious’s boldness traveled fast.

Chidinma was waiting for me and Christy at the parking lot and came over to us as soon as we stepped onto the curb. Literally, the first words out of her mouth were, “Is it true Precious let you suck on her boobs while giving you a hand job until you came on your belly?”

I blinked twice andlooked around to make sure nobody else was nearby. Other people were walking in from the parking lot, so I quickly grabbed Chidinma by the elbow and pulled her toward a quiet corner where I could at least have my back to a wall and see if anyone was eavesdropping, and Christy followed. “Can we not have these conversations out in public?” I hissed.

Christy drawled, “Did youwant to do it next or something?”

“What? Eww!” Chidinma made a stink face. “I just wanted confirmation because doing that is the LAST thing I ever thought Precious would do.”

“Well, not the LAST thing,” Christy snarked.

Chidinma rolled her eyes. “I’m being serious. When has Precious ever been the first to do anything with Michael? not even Tonia or Uchechi have got him off yet.”

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Chidinma rolled her eyes. “I’m being serious. When has Precious ever been the first to do anything with Michael? Not even Tonia or Uchechi have got him off yet.”

Christy breathed in deeply and rubbed her forehead. “Can we not have this conversation?”

“Fine, fine, let’s get to class,” Chidinma conceded. “But you know this won’t be the end of it. The others are all gonnawant to do the same. You know, so we’re all still ‘in balance’.” Chidinma finished the last phrase miming air quotes.

I frowned. “Didn’t you just say you wouldn’t want to do that?”

Chidinmalooked at me like I’d grown a horn out of my forehead. “No, eww! I mess around with you because it makes ME feel hot and sexy. I mean, I am a little curious about you sucking on my titties. But I don’t actually want your yucky sperm on my hand or anything like that. Like... Eww! But you know Uchechi and Tonia are gonna be all over that.”

Christy grumbled, “It’s not exactly ‘still in balance’ if only two or three of us can do something.”

Chidinma furrowed her eyebrows and gave Christy an agreeable look. “that’s a good point. We should take it up with Sam.”

“Well can we do it at home?” I complained. “I really don’t like having this conversation out in the open.”

“Fine, fine.” Chidinma held up her hands defensively and started walking. But shelooked back at Christy and said, “Seriously though. I need your help coming up with some good and logical reasons why we collectively need to tap the brakes. Because ever since Michael became the Pretty-Young-Things’s official boyfriend, I’ve started panicking we’re all somehow gonna lose our virginities before Christmas.”


Christy snorted. “Don’t worry. Things would never get that crazy.”

“Oooh, oooh. Iwant to try again,” Chidinma chirped enthusiastically as she knelt before me in front of the couch and once again wrapped her hand around my thick and throbbing dick.

I groaned and let my head loll over the backrest, closing my eyes and relishing the sensations of my long-time friend pumping my naked prick with her hand.

Based on Chidinma’s mood this morning, I would have never expected to be in this situation right now. and yet here I was, getting my dick fondled by all six of the Pretty-Young-Things girls.


Yes, I said all six. Even Christy had joined in. Well, I didn’t know Christy was going to join in. I was a little busy sucking face with Anna and therefore barely noticed when Precious quite literally handed my dick off to her best friend. Only when Anna broke away to let Chidinma have a turn kissing me did I look down and notice the petite strawberry-blonde’s small hands stacking up around my big dick with some room left over at the top.

I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I?

At lunchtime, Chidinma had indeed raised the notion of tapping the brakes on our runaway hormones, stating that while the original intent of “The Rule” was for no one to literally “date” me and therefore take me away from the other girls, in practice The Rule had existed to keep everyone from getting too intimate with me. Physical intimacy and plain old “doing sex stuff” would put us on a path where somebody would get feelings that may or may not be reciprocated, somebody would get hurt, and in the end the Pretty-Young-Things could very well fracture. As much as I’d enjoyed “doing stuff” with the girls, I couldn’t disagree and figured that when we all ended up at my house this afternoon to hang out and grill dinner, per usual for a Friday, the girls would hammer out a clarified understanding of The Rule and we’d start rolling back some of the liberties the girls had been taking with my body lately.


I was exactly wrong.

Somehow, someway, as soon as we got to my house Uchechi convinced the girls that “fair was fair” and The Rule was about keeping a level playing field, not restricting the girls from getting too intimate with me.

“We’re not fifteen anymore,” Uchechi argued. “Aren’t we mature enough to push our boundaries a little? It’s not like I’m asking you to have sex with him. But if Precious is woman enough to explore her sexuality a little bit with the only man she’s ever felt safe enough to explore with, who are we to say she’s not allowed?”

that particular argument was what won over Chidinma. Maryam was already on the side of pushing those boundaries as far as they could go. Anna was pretty chill about the whole thing, saying she’d go along with whatever the group decided. and of course Precious did not want to roll back being allowed to play with my dick and feel me sucking on her tits the next time there was an opportunity.

Christy was the lone holdout, and in the end she just threw up her hands, barked a little angrily, “Fine! You sluts do whatever the hell you want. I’m going for a walk.” and then she went for a walk.

Her little tantrum nearly stopped everything in its tracks. -I- certainly felt that if any one member felt that strongly about not crossing a particular line, the group really couldn’t proceed. Wasn’t that the entire point of The Rule? But Precious went after her, insisted she could change Christy’s mind, and sure enough, in less than five minutes Christy came back and said she’d changed her mind.

No one was more shocked at the sudden U-turn than me. But with the matter apparently settled, the girls were happy to move on to other things. I got sent out to heat up the hot tub. The girls started chatting about other things, and an hour later I found myself surrounded by six hot girls wearing skimpy bikinis.

Five minutes after that, Maryam climbed into my lap and started a pleasant makeout session. A minute later, her hand slid into my swim trunks. The rather obvious way her elbow pi-stoned up and down made it clear to everyone else she was giving me a hand job and not merely rubbing my package, and Christy was the first to sweep all the bubbles aside, stare down through the water, and mutter dryly, “Oooh, big surprise.”



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The rather obvious way her elbow pistoned up and down made it clear to everyone else she was giving me a hand job and not merely rubbing my package, and Christy was the first to sweep all the bubbles aside, stare down through the water, and mutter dryly, “Oooh, big surprise.”

Uchechi smirked and drawled, “Just don’t make him pop. I--”

“Next!” Anna interrupted before Uchechi could finish.

“Bitch,” Uchechi complained without any real heat in her voice.

“Next after Anna!” Precious announced.

Uchechi groaned, “now I think it’s clear that I already--”

“Next after Precious!” Chidinma cheered with both hands in the air.

Christy frowned. “Wait, I thought you didn’t even want to--”

“Everybody gets a turn!” Uchechi yelled, and the others all shut up and sat still. “But not in the hot tub. Let’s just relax, have the jets massage our muscles, and enjoy the heat for a bit. THEN we’ll go inside and you all can have your way with him.”

“Aww, does this mean I have to stop?” Maryam complained. The way her elbow kept pistoning, I didn’t want her to stop, either. She also hugged my head to her chest, which basically meant my cheek was pressed into her cleavage with titflesh tantalizingly close to my lips.

Uchechi rubbed her forehead. “Fine, I’ll give you three more minutes. Do not make him pop.”

Maryam glowed happily. “I promise.” Her hand started pumping and we promptly went back to Frenching. gawd I loved kissing this girl.

She didn’t get me off. We made out for about four and a half minutes, after which Christy started tapping her shoulder and we reluctantly stopped sucking each other’s face. Maryam didn’t take her hand out of my trunks though, and it was only when Chidinma noticed her arm was still subtly moving and called her out on it that the Ghanaian redhead finally let go of my cock.

The girls returned to their conversation and I sloUchechid down in the tub to actually relax. Twenty minutes later, we all finally climbed out of the tub and headed into the house to dry off.

But nobody put their clothes back on. Sam’s instructions. Instead, Uchechi led me over to the middle of the big couch and told me to drop my swim trunks.

“Umm, what?” I balked. I was still topless from the hot tub, and my swim trunks were my only article of clothing. I’d never been completely NAKED in front of any of the Pretty-Young-Things girls before.

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