I was 12 years old. We lived with my parents in our own house in a small town. The whole story began when our neighbors sold the house, and a 28-year-old Veronika with a nine-year-old son Yuri entered it. On our street from the kids, only I and Lenko, who was a little shizonuty, lived a year older than me. We rarely communicated with her. So Yuri turned out to be most welcome.

Veronica was engaged in what in those days was called speculation. She was constantly brought up, some clothes, which she then sold on the market. My ancestors worked, so Yuri and I were left to ourselves. Sometimes Lenka joined us, but very rarely, as she considered us jerks. It was Lenka who started everything.

Once she jumped in to Yuri, where we were watching some kind of cartoon, and brought a deck of porn cards. Dirty, low quality, but this was what I had long dreamed of. Well, where else would a twelve-year-old boy in Soviet times be able to see what he secretly thinks about at night, fiddling with his own, already beginning to acquire the size of a process? Imagine how greedily I flipped through these photos, putting my foot by foot so that God forbid, God forbid, I did not see my end rising. Yurka somehow treated them with less interest, but then it did not seem strange to me.

- Where did you get it? - I managed to mutter about ten minutes contemplation. At that moment I was ready to give everything for owning this deck.

- Earned! - She laughed, - and you know how?

- How? - I asked automatically

“This is it,” Lenka said, pointing a finger at one of the pictures, where the curly blonde famously sucked either a Negro or a Mexican.

When it came to me through the fog WHAT she had in mind, I almost lost consciousness from a rush of blood to my head and penis at the same time.

“You're lying,” I breathed.

But Lenka did not lie. It turns out that the day before yesterday, some of her trakhar came to her mother. And the mother just was not at home. He decided to wait for her, but it could not be seen that he decided to use his daughter. And offered to see these pictures. And Lenka, as I said, is not all right. So she wanted to have these same cards. Well, man, do not be a fool, and said, they say, I will give, but first suck. I don’t know if it was breaking or not, but I decided right away - for the sake of such photos, you can do everything.

And so, while she was telling all this, I, as if spellbound, looked at this very picture, in which she pointed with a finger, and thought that I did not even suspect about such things. That is, I, of course, knew what and how people fucked, but about how to mouth!

I involuntarily turned my eyes to Lenkin’s lips and realized that I’m going to finish. I looked at Yurku, but he didn’t seem to be even surprised.

“Len,” I whispered, “and will you do it with Yuri?”

- And for what you? - she was indignant, - it was not very pleasant.

Honestly, I did not believe that she would agree, too many impressions for one day. But I didn't want to let go of the photos.

- Well, then give one, - I begged

- Yeah, - Lenka replied, - you too? - this is she Yuri

Yurka nodded

- Then suck each other. I want to see.

“You fool,” I tried to resist, already knowing that I would do everything to take a photo for myself. Yuri also squeaked something, but I was the eldest, and the decision remained with me, so she did not pay attention to him at all.

“Then bye, boys,” she said, but she didn't move from her place.

After that, we began to confer, to bargain, although, in general, everything was clear. We surrendered. Most of all, I was embarrassed to show Lenka my dick. Pulling off this moment, I decided that I will suck first. Yuri lowered his pants, sat on the floor. He had a small end, but he stood right. I suddenly felt such excitement that I even threw myself into the heat. I looked at Lenka and saw that she even bit her lip, looking at the Yurkin segment.Taking advantage of the fact that she did not see my protruding end, I quickly slipped from the chair to the floor, and lay down near Yuri with my head to the member.

- Come on, - Lenka said and tilted her head from the chair closer to mine.

I opened my mouth and slowly reached out with my lips to the Yurkin process. The moment he touched my lips, something seemed to happen to me. Closing my eyes with pleasure, I took it all in my mouth, wrapped my lips around it and, as I could, put my arm around my tongue. Yurka leaned forward and I felt the penis twitching in my mouth, spewing non-existent sperm, and, moaning, began to move his mouth up and down, feeling that I was about to finish myself. And finished, at that moment as Yuri began to push my head. Finished, reaching for a member slipping out of his mouth, wanting to extend even a second the feeling of being filled with this new sensation. It was a thrill.

- Well done, - Lenka said hoarsely, breathing heavily, - Come on Yuri, your turn. Hold on - and she put a card in my hand - you have already earned

I could not say a word. I could not even roll back. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Yurka stand up, pull up his panties, and stand still, waiting for me.

- Come on, - Lenka pushed me with her foot, - roll over.

And I rolled over. And I did not care that everyone would see a wet spot on the shorts.

Lenka herself pulled off my pants. I looked, then I touched my penis with my hand, wrapped my arms around him and squeezed tightly. She froze and breathed hard and hard. I sat on the floor, pulling my knees up to my chest, and then Yuri and I saw that there were no panties on her. I stared between her legs and realized that I would be finished again. Cumshot As soon as she awkwardly raised her hand and pulled the skin on my head. Cumshot, splashing on her skirt.

Two seconds later she was already on her feet and, wiping wet spots with her palm, jumped out of the house of Yurkin. The last thing we heard was the word "fools". Maps remained scattered on the floor and sofa.

When she left, we were silent for a while, then we looked at the pictures again, but of course, our thoughts were shattered. I re-experienced new sensations, feeling that my dick again rests against my wet pants. I squinted at Yurka and saw that his underpants were also reared.

“Come on,” I said, swallowing.

- Come on, - he whispered

I stuck my hand under the pants of his pants and wrapped my hand around his penis. He twitched towards my hand and closed his eyes.

- I tell you, then you tell me? - he just nodded, and I already began to confidently pull off his pants.

He sat before me completely naked right in the scattered photos

“And beautiful pictures,” I said, running my hand up and down his penis, “have you ever seen it?”

“No,” he licked his lips, “but I saw how my mother did it.”

After these words, I realized that my mind would not survive.

- What you said?

- Well, when we used to live in Brest, to her often different guys came. So she did it all with them.

I almost clutched at his cock with delight with my teeth, and he continued:

- We have one room in the apartment, there they did everything. Sometimes even the light is not turned off. Mom at all when I naked often walks.

I finally broke away from the stringing procedure of my mouth on Yurkin end to ask

“Did she do that to you?”

- Not. Once masturbate only, I thought I was sleeping. And so quietly.

I started to master the blowjob with a new force, I was dizzy in my head. Language, I felt every streak on his penis, I felt his every movement in my mouth, saliva dripped on the floor. I suddenly wanted to become a member of Yurkin myself, in order to feel the gentle hand of Veronica on myself ... But instead, I felt someone grab my hair and, with my head up, slapped a ringing slap in the face.