And as the two boys pressed their ears to the door, I slipped down Tony's brightly-colored pajama bottoms, exposing his hard young cock to my eager eyes for the first time.
It was as small as I'd expected, but so rigidly stiff it was almost twanging with excitement. The tiny raised section on the underside of it was even visibly pulsing like mad. But my attention was focused on the smooth oval head of it, the part of his penis I knew to be the most sensitive of all.
I took it into my mouth, his breath catching in his throat.
In that same few moments, Patricia already had Alan's skinny erection not only sticking out the front of his underwear, standing at attention as rigidly as Tony's little boner, but already in her eager mouth.
She and I sucked both of their dicks wetly and quickly, slurping our lips even, both Patricia and I experts at giving boys such oral pleasure. We both knew a very wet mouth was the secret, keeping our mouths as slippery as a slippery hot pussy.
Young or old, that was the best kind of friction to apply when it came to giving a superior blow job.
Tony kept his ear pressed to the door the entire time, but his eyes were keenly watching me sucking on him, but every now and then cutting over to watch Patricia doing to same to her older brother.
He was getting a real education, that was for sure.
When the kitchen timer went off, I yelled 'Time!” but took an extra half-second to get the boy's lower halves covered up again. It looked as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place.
Of course, their erections were still more than apparent.
I again cautioned Tony to say nothing, to which he nodded. He was getting pretty good at the secret stuff.
When I pulled open the hall closet door, John and Sharon were both standing at it already, waiting to come out, both clearly disheveled and worked up. She was smiling slyly to herself at whatever had happened.
But she was choosing to ignore the large erection John still had prodding the front of his underwear.
“Now who's turn is it?” she asked, as if nothing worth discussing had taken place. “Is it mine again?”
I just gave her a look as she walked past me to the family room. “It's your turn again, all right,” I said. “I hope you had fun in there with John.”
Sharon just ignored me, but as John passed by he put his finger under my nose, the youthful smell of little Sharon's sweet pink cunt filling my nostrils. “She gets really wet and comes really fast,” he whispered to me. “And she grabbed my dick and started jacking me off. She's great.”
I was glad to hear it. Apparently her sexual explorations with little Patricia, both in their shared bed and earlier in the hall closet, had given her an idea of just how much fun she could be having.
I laughingly pushed John into the family room ahead of me, then joined them all sitting in the circle.
It was Sharon's turn again, but instead of just pointing the vibrator at John, she actually spun it, apparently joining back in the game.
The vibrator pointed at little Patricia, who gave Sharon a lewd little smile. I knew whichever boy it landed on next would be getting a double-helping of sexual fun with eager young Patricia along for the ride.
So I reached out, took the vibrator and pointed it right at John.
“I think our guest Sharon deserves more time with John,” I said. “And I'm sure Patricia will be glad to help out.”
Sharon seemed to blush again and Patricia laughed as if she had some pretty good ideas on how she could 'help out.' The oversexed little redhead asked, “Can we take the vibrator?”
I handed it to her and then we all went to the hall coat closet.
“You've got two minutes,” I let the three of them know. “We'll be listening at the door-in case you get carried away and need another helping hand.”
Sharon gave me an annoyed look.
But then she glanced at the two boys staying outside the door with me, Alan and her own brother, Tony. Each boy was sporting a throbbing bulge in front, their young boners straining to be free.
“It looks like you'll need a helping hand to handle these two,” she said. “We'll all be just fine.”
And she closed the door loudly, behind the three of them, even before I could set the timer.
“I'm setting it to two minutes,” I told her through the door, but did not set it. I had something else entirely in mind. “We'll let you know.”
Sharon didn't answer, but inside the closet the vibrator was suddenly turned on, then turned up to its full speed. I looked to the two boys when we heard Sharon suddenly groan loudly, a groan of genuine and unrestrained pleasure.
I knew she was getting every bit of attention possible from both John and his young sister, Patricia. I was certain they could turn the girl into the little sex fiend we all wanted her to be.