Monday meant back to mowing lawns for Ryan, while Lila had ballet lessons in the morning and soccer in the afternoon. About 3:00pm Ryan was surprised to see a message from barenakedbrat.com in his inbox. Taking a quick peek, his heart leapt excitedly in that it appeared to be a notice of acceptance and not rejection.

Wow! Success! The publisher wanted to use two of the photos in their September issue and a third had already been posted on their website. The editor wanted to see more of this sexy young model and was requesting more photos if they were available. The remainder of the email contained instructions for submitting high-resolution originals, a pass for the members' only site, and asked if he wanted the $400 they owed him in a check or direct deposit. Ryan couldn't wait to tell his sister the good news.

Grabbing a quick shower, he ran back to the computer logging onto barenakedbrat.com. The first thing that caught Ryan's eye on the home page was a thumbnail of one of his photos, a link to the new models section of the pay site. Logging in, he was soon greeted by two naked photos of his sister. One was of Lila sitting of the bed cross-legged while leaning back on her elbows. Her mouth was half open and she was licking her lower lip. The other was her standing by the bed, the light streaming through the window giving a soft focus effect and highlighting the gentle curves of her body.

It was hard to believe that he had taken the pictures himself only two days ago. It was so erotic seeing her in this context. Ryan wanted to beat off right there. And evidently so did several hundred other horny males. Lila was one of four new models on the page. Members were allowed to vote for the model they liked best and Lila with 2,073 votes was in the lead by over 300.

Reading the comments section Ryan was both excited and a little repulsed at the lust and arousal his sister's photos were generating around the world. Collectively the viewers of his little sister's naked nine-year-old body must be shooting gallons of cum.

He heard his sister coming up the stairs and went out to greet her. She looked so cute in her soccer uniform, but it only made him want to undress her to touch and stroke the wonderfulness underneath.

"We did it," Ryan whispered, "They are buying your photos."

Lila let out a happy little shriek, then caught herself, not wanting her parents to hear, remembering she was still supposed to be angry for not being allowed to go to the Dylan-O show.

"Come here." Ryan motioned and led her to the computer. Her eyes got big when she saw herself on the screen, naked and spread open to the world. "Look at this: you have over 2,000 votes!"

Lila seemed dazed by it all and collapsed into the chair. She viewed her competition, two eleven year olds and an eight year old, and then noticed the comments section.

Returning to her section she scrolled down the page reading comment after comment, fantasies from men and boys and some women too about what they would do with her, how she had made them hard and how much they had cum.

Ryan knelt behind her so he could see the screen, to see what she was seeing in case anything needed explaining, though from the condition of the well thumbed through magazines she was returning to him there wasn't much going to shock her.

Without thinking Ryan slipped his hands up under Lila's jersey and feeling her warmth, began to stroke and play with her mosquito-bite bumps. Lila put her hands on top of his outside her shirt and pressed his hands against her harder. The room was quiet except for the murmur of a fan and the children's ragged, synchronized breathing as one perverted fantasy after another scrolled by on the screen. Just then a noise from downstairs reminded them they were not alone in the house.

The trance was broken and without saying anything Lila got up and left the room to shower and change. A numb awareness crept into Ryan's mind that he had just molested his own sister. To escape the thought he returned to the webpage, exploring the current crop of nude youngsters as well as an archive of several hundred reader-submitted photos before blowing his load onto a dirty towel.

There was little left to say at the dinner table and the senior Roberts noted both children's near-silence despite attempts at drawing them into polite dinnertime conversation.

Tuesday, Ryan picked up a few hours scraping old paint in preparation for new at the Krantz rental. As temperatures and humidity both neared the triple digits, work was called for the day and Ryan arrived home shortly after 2:00 to discover his sister had company.

Walking to his room Ryan heard girlish giggles coming from his sister's soon. Hot and sticky, Ryan immediately headed to the shower, before going to his room.

He knew his sister, so as the computer was booting he checked his stash. Lila had a copy of "Naked Playtime" and a copy of "Naughty" checked out. "Naughty" predictably had two grinning seven or eight-year-old covergirls, their panties pulled to their knees, dresses hiked as high as they would go, cute little pussies exposed to the world. Both magazines were aimed at a youthful readership and encouraged sexplay with both youth and adult partners.

Also missing from the stack were the copy of "Bare Naked Brat," both copies of "Children for Pleasure," and the very graphic amateur 'Trailer Park Kids."

Ryan was angry that his sister had violated his space and worse that she had brought another into their shared secret. By now from the giggling Ryan had concluded that Jennifer was visiting. Jennifer also happened to be the younger sister of his best friend Tyler. The Dunn and the Roberts families were close and the four parents frequently socialized. Ryan was pissed that his sister was letting the cat out of the bag.

The giggling stopped when Ryan knocked on his sister's door. There were fifteen seconds of rustling and shuffling before Lila called out, "Yes?"

"It's me. I need to talk to you." The giggling resumed and a few seconds later the door was opened by two flushed, disheveled little girls. "Come here I want to talk to you."

But before he could separate the two, Lila blurted out, "Jennifer wants you to take her picture," followed by a spate of naughty giggling from both girls.

Jennifer followed with, "We want to show our holes," followed by more conspiratorial laughter. "Show Your Holes" was a monthly feature in "Naked Playtime," a place where horny young amateur's posed for display.

Ryan was dumbstruck, a spell only broken when Jennifer hiked her summer dress above her waist exposing her bare pussy.

"I want to show Jenny the pictures we took." Giving in, Ryan stepped aside giving the two girls access to the hallway and his room. Maybe getting nude photos of Jennifer would be the only way to insure her silence, and could be profitable as well.

"Ok, but this is where this stops. You don't tell anyone, OK?" Both girls nodded in agreement and soon began to "ooh" and giggle at the sixteen photos Ryan had taken of his pretty sister.

"Show us on the web," Lila pleaded and Ryan opened the browser. "I'm famous," Lila giggled as her naked body filled the monitor.

"Over 4,000 'likes.'" Ryan was both proud and impressed with the response to his little sister.

By now the girls were scrolling through the comments section. "This guy jacks off to you three times a day and wants to fuck your "tight little asshole," Jennifer read. The girls giggled at that.

For the next few minutes the girls "oohed" and cooed and commented on the comments. Ryan heard his sister saying, "I'd like that," "I wish I could be there to see that," and occasionally, "Not in a million years."

"Eeeeewwww!" One comment got to a particularly strong response from both girls. Ryan looked to see what was going on. Someone had posted a tribute, a link to a 30-second video of a cock being deftly fisted, hovering over two 8 x 10 prints of Lila, erupting and sending ten copious jets of man-sauce all over the photos. The camera lingered over Lila's sperm-covered portraits before the video looped and started over.

"Don't you wish that was really you?" Jennifer asked.

"Yes," he heard Lila reply. Ryan was learning more about his sister than he wanted to.

"Well, let's take these pictures if we are going to," Ryan ordered and the three conspirators retired to Lila's bedroom. Ryan had thought about taking a batch of photos in the garage or up in the old tree house; he knew locations like that made sexy pictures, but there was little time for invention today as his mom was expected home from work in a couple hours.

Both girls quickly stripped. Ryan started with a solo series of Jennifer posing very much as he had with Lila. Why quit a winner? Jennifer was a few months older than Lila. Her breasts resembled two pancakes as opposed to Lila's two mosquito bites. She was a little chubbier, a little wider in the hips, but from what Ryan could see there was not yet a single curly or hint on fuzz on that exquisitely smooth pussy.

Twenty photos and Jennifer, rolling onto her back and lifting her butt, reminded Ryan that she wanted to be a "Show Your Holes" girl. Ryan's cock, hard for the last half hour, jerked and slid out the leg of his shorts. He took a few more shots of Jennifer before Lila jumped on the bed and assuming the same position asked for some pictures of the two of them together.

Ryan framed the shot and focused. Telling the girls to look at the camera (not at his cock), he had the shot of a lifetime: four perfectly framed tight little pre-teen holes, six if you count the girls' sweet little mouths, spread wantonly before him. The sight caused Ryan's balls to tighten and his penis jerk sending a single jet of hot, slippery, white boy-sauce splattering down his leg and onto the carpet, a sight not missed by either girl. They were really starting to enjoy the power of their tight little bodies.

"Look at the camera, " Ryan ordered. Mr. Business, the clock was ticking, and he did not want to be caught by his parents. A few more shots of the two together, and another quick set featuring his sister who too was keen to submit to the "Show Your Holes" feature.

"I have to pee," Jennifer announced. "I want you to take a picture of me peeing," evidently enjoying her exhibitionism and emulating something she had seen in one of the magazines, the three kids practically ran to the bathroom.

Instead of mounting the toilet, Jennifer opened the shower stall and climbed up putting a foot on either side of the tub. Light was going to be a problem here, so Ryan turned on every light in the bathroom. Everything set, Ryan motioned to Jennifer who arched her back and grinning at the camera, started with a few drops that soon turned into a steady arc of noisy piss as it thundered into the empty tub. Ryan's cock was jerking rhythmically. He was hoping he was not going to do a no-hands spill before he could finish this session.

Jennifer finished and Lila assumed the same position. Her stream was not as strong or as long as her friends, but it was still really hot seeing that stream of piss shooting from that cute little nine-year-old pussy.

There. Finished. Ryan ran to his room and plugged in his camera to download the photos, over forty of them, before something could go wrong. The two naked girls followed him to the room to watch the photos as they downloaded, very happy with the results.

Ryan explained that he did not want to look at the photos now, that he needed some time and would go back later to see which ones to submit. More than anything he needed some time to himself, some relief, some time to unload the angry sperm churning in his balls. The dry crusty trail of cum on his leg from where he had his "accident" in the girls' bedroom was steadily growing, replenished from a steady drip of pre-cum leaking from the youth's quivering prostate.

Ryan collapsed on his back on the bed, hoping the girls would take the hint and leave. No sooner was he prone, both girls were upon him, giggling like perverted banshees, tearing his shorts to mid-thigh, freeing his fourteen-year-old genitals from any constraint.

Unable to fight them off, Ryan just lay there as they jerked on and massaged each other's face with his slippery, tumescent prick. There was only one way this was going to end and Ryan wanted to delay that moment as long as possible as he lay enjoying the thunderbolts of pleasure rocketing from the base of his spine to his brain and back again. Two hungry hot little tongues slithered and slid, exploring every crevice and wrinkle, every ridge and bump, every exposed nerve ending on his shaft and glans as his cock jerked and spasmed in response to even the slightest touch of the girls' soft, warm flesh.

The moment arrived. Too late now, Ryan managed to moan, "Oh gawwd, you're gonna make me cum," through clenched teeth just as the first syrupy rope shot from the head of his cock and flew twelve inches in the air before falling and gluing itself to the side of his sister's face and the bridge of her nose. A second volley was already gleaming and dancing in the air for a split second before Jennifer was able to capture the thick, opalescent fluid on her tongue, lips and chin.

Giggling and shrieking, both girls closed their eyes and dove face first into the hot, splattering stream, enjoying a licentious face-painting contest to see who could capture the most spermy goo spraying from the young boy's badly abused cock before it went dry.

Ryan groaned as his orgasm died to a dribble. He looked up to see a sister he barely recognized. Both girls' eyes were glued shut, or nearly so, and thick streamers of cum clung everywhere in their hair and on both their faces. What excess there was was beginning to drip onto his thighs.

Just then the kids heard a drawer close in the bathroom next door. They were not alone in the house! All three children held their breath as they heard footsteps in the hall that coming closer, paused for a second or two outside of Ryan's door. Ryan prayed that the door was locked; he didn't think it was, and that the door wouldn't open. They dared to breathe again when the footsteps they now recognized as their mother continued down the stairs.

"Oh god, that was close," Ryan thought. How long had she been out there? They were all being pretty loud, the three children completely carried away by their first real sexual encounter. Had she heard anything? Everything?

What was worse was that he was pretty sure Lila's bedroom door was open the whole time. If their mother were to look in there the first thing she would see is the two girl's clothing lying scattered on the floor, underpants and all. Ryan hoped that was not the case.

Ryan put off going downstairs as long as he could, but about an hour later he did, wanting to gage his mother's tenor before his father got home. His mother seemed fine, oblivious to the preteen orgy that had just occurred under her nose. He was dismayed to see Lila and Jennifer downstairs in that both girls were still really wound up and looking disheveled, hair going every which way. He heard his mother ask both girls if they had been crying as their eyes were red. "No, Mom," Lila said as both girls mercifully bounded out the door into the back yard.

The rest of the evening went quietly. Ryan decided he needed to avoid his sister and Jennifer as much as possible to avoid a reoccurrence of what had happened today. The only other notable event was what he saw as his mother's sidelong glance to his father when, out of the blue, he asked Ryan and Lila if they had fun today.

With more photos submitted and more photos accepted, Ryan had over $1,000 in the bank and actually received a phone call from a Mr. Reeves at Kid's Club Publishing thanking him for the photos he was submitting and encouraging him to be kind of a talent scout and to send more not just of his sister and her friend, but other girls as well. It wasn't until after Mr. Reeves hung up did Ryan start wondering how he found out that Andi/Lila was his sister.

He submitted the pictures to "Naked Playtime" as both Lila and Jennifer had requested. He wasn't sure what to do with the peeing pictures besides masturbating over them himself, but eventually he submitted them to "Trailer Park Kids," in exchange for which he received a check for $480.

Ryan kept with his crappy jobs. If nothing else he could use them to justify having money in his pocket. It also kept him out of the house during the day when he and Lila might be alone. He was really afraid what he might do and he knew that Lila would be a willing participant to what ever he wanted and beyond.

His mom was not angry when she found out that Ryan had "bought the extra ticket to the Dylan-O concert so his sister could go." In fact in one of their few moments alone together, she thanked Ryan for "being so good to your sister. Your sister is lucky to have a brother as caring as you."

As the thermometer reached the mid-90's one day, Mr. Krantz handed Ryan $20 and told him to go down to the corner market and get cokes and bottled water for the crew. As Ryan was standing in line to check out, something caught his eye. There was a young boy of 10 or so standing in line in front of Ryan. Under his arm Ryan spied the familiar masthead of "Naked Playtime" magazine. It was evidently for sale in the store. The boy laid the magazine on the counter in front of the clerk. On the cover were four naked children, all about eight years old, three girls and one boy. The boy had an erection about three inches long and one of the girls was examining it, holding it between her thumb and forefinger.

There were two clerks working the counter, both in their late teens or early 20's at the oldest. Ryan heard one of the clerks tell the boy that he could give him a discount price on the magazine, $5. The boy must have nodded or said something as the one clerk gave the other a quick look, then picked up the magazine and escorted the boy into the back room.

As Ryan paid for his drinks his ears were burning and he was trying to make sense of what he had just witnessed. He kept trying to imagine what it was or wasn't, but his mind's eye kept coming back to the same scene: a naked or almost naked boy having his smooth 10-year-old body used to coax an orgasm from a naked older teen in exchange for a discount price on the magazine.

Also of concern was that "Naked Playtime" was being sold locally, so there was a good chance that if Lila and Jennifer's pictures were accepted, and so far he was batting 1,000 there, there was a good chance that someone might recognize the two girls in the photos. Still he had submitted the photos ten days ago and hadn't heard anything back yet, so maybe they were not going to use the pictures.

Those hopes were dashed that evening when he found a large padded envelope lying on his desk from Naked Playtime Magazine. Inside were two T-shirts, the current issue, the same he saw the young boy purchasing earlier in the day, and a check for $450. The T-shirts were bright yellow and on the front said, "I'm a Show Your Holes Girl" in 2 1/4-inch block lettering. Under that a smaller cursive script asked, "Want to see 'em?" On the back in a italicized script the shirt read, "Even Good Girls Show Their Holes," with a small "Naked Playtime" logo below that.

Both shirts came with a half-page set of instructions that basically said that when wearing the shirt, a true Show Your Holes Girl must be ready to "drop trou" at any time or place when asked, even if is a complete stranger. And a simple flashing will not do; a true Show Your Holes Girl must be ready to submit to a thorough examination, complete with touching.

Ryan was disturbed as Naked Playtime had indiscreetly used their name on the return address. His mom was not stupid. He expected he would have some explaining to do. And then there was the T-shirt that his sister could never wear. His mom would hit the roof if she ever saw it. But Ryan never heard anymore about it. And his sister loved the shirt, giggling and promising to wear it, before hiding both shirts in the bottom of her drawer.

Ryan got a text that evening from his friend Tyler, Jennifer's brother, who was back in town after six weeks working on his uncle's ranch in western Colorado. Glad to be back he said he was interested in hooking up with Ryan as soon as possible. Ryan had another day of scraping and painting scheduled for the following day, but thought they would be finished by Friday.

They finished the prep work Thursday afternoon, good thing too as Friday was rainy. All jobs cancelled, Ryan called Tyler and told him to come over. More than anything he did not want to be alone with his sister in the house.

Since their near-discovery by their mother last week, Ryan wanted avoid any further risk taking between him and Lila. With his hormones raging, Ryan had taken to masturbating furiously and frequently, trying to keep his balls drained of any prospective lust.

Lila was not so distant. She came into his room almost every night to exchange magazines and to check the comments her photos were receiving on the web. While Ryan pretended to sleep or to study, he could hear his sister quietly masturbating while she browsed, her fingers making soft slippery noises as she played two fingers in and out of the entrance to her vagina.

The first night Ryan had waited until she was out of the room before making a dash over to the wastebasket and blasting a load. Since then he had taken to lying under the blankets secretively joining his sister stroke for stroke, hoping to coordinate the unavoidable jets of hot semen filling the palm of his left hand in time with his sister's shivers and soft moans at the keyboard.

Friday after their parents had left for the day and they had the house to themselves, Lila asked when they could do another photo shoot.

Ryan was relieved to tell her that Tyler was coming over in an hour and that their careers as photographer and model may be at an end as some of the magazines were starting to show up in area stores. Lila seemed overtaken by her exhibitionistic alter ego Andi and told Ryan that she was not worried about discovery, that she could always deny it was her.

Ryan was looking forward to spending time with Tyler after his being gone for what seemed like half the summer. Tyler arrived a little wet from the bike ride in the rain, but soon dried off and the boys retired to Ryan's room.

The door was no sooner closed when the first thing out of Tyler's mouth was, "What's all this about you taking nude photos of my sister?"

Ryan knew the cat was out of the bag and knew he had to tell the truth to try to keep his best friend. He explained how he had acquired the magazines and had started taking the photos to help he and his sister out of their financial difficulties, and that once Jennifer found out, she had demanded to be let into the action as well.

"Well, let's see them." Ryan could not yet tell if Tyler was angry or not.

Ryan opened the file and the first of Jennifer's photos popped onto the screen. Tyler didn't say much as he scrolled through the photos other than he had discovered Jennifer with over $100 in her possession and had demanded to know where she had gotten it. To keep him from going to their parents, she had confessed to Tyler her short career as a nude model.

Tyler's interest in his sister's naked body was waning when he came across the first picture of the two girls together. Seeing Lila naked for the first time, he stopped and studied her petite form like an archivist studying an antique scroll.

"Wow!" Tyler said, "Your sister is kind of hot!" Absentmindedly, Tyler was pressing down on the front of his trousers which Ryan could now see were visibly tented from the erected flesh inside.

Ryan guided Tyler through the rest of the photos and onto the web where both girls were on display. Tyler by now had lost all hesitancy was all but jacking off through his clothing. Ryan was about to suggest a jack off session between the two of them -something they had never done, but something Ryan had caught himself fantasizing about more than once - when there was a knock at the door.

Killing the monitor and shoving the magazines under the pillow, Ryan opened the door: Lila.

"I was just wondering if Jennifer could come ovrrrr..." her voice trailing off. "You've been showing him my pictures!" she accused. She could see Tyler standing there with a stupid grin and a hard-on, his eyes travelling up and down undressing her as they went.

"Yes," Ryan said, "he knows all about you and Jennifer. I had to show him."

"Well..." said Lila undecided about this change of events.

"You are really, really pretty," Tyler said to alleviate Lila's concerns, and just then as to punctuate the point, Tyler's prick gave a jump in his pants, an event not unnoticed by the pretty blonde.

"Do you want to fuck me?" Lila asked. "I want to get fucked but he won't do it because he is my brother."

Ryan started to protest, but when Tyler said "Yeah," he knew he was outvoted. She grabbed Tyler's hand and started to pull him to her room. Looking at Ryan, she made sure he was invited too. Even if he was not going to fuck her, he was her big brother and it was his responsibility to look after her.

The two kids undressed quickly. Tyler was almost five years older and twenty inches taller than Lila. When his five and a half inch boner popped free Ryan wondered if his little sister could take it. Lila produced a bottle of baby oil from her nightstand and began slathering it onto Tyler's prick. Tyler took only about five seconds of this treatment before his eyes rolled back in his head and he took over from Lila afraid of blowing his load in her hand there and then.

He lay on his back on Lila's bed and she climbed on top of him. Aligning her tingling little hole with Tyler's hardened boy-meat, she gradually eased herself on and down until its entire length was buried as deep as it would go in her slippery virgin snatch.

The two kids began to bounce and gyrate on the bed, each savoring the delicious sensations coming from their excited genitals and this first fuck.

The live show was too much for Ryan. Sister or not, Ryan tore his jeans to mid-thigh and began to beat off to the sexy tableau before him.

Tyler was trying hard not to be a "minute man" and spill his load too soon. Changing position, Tyler stood up and picked up the petite Lila who quickly got the point and wrapped her legs tightly around Tyler's waist and without missing a beat began jacking her body up and down on Tyler's teenaged shaft.

Ryan lost all self-consciousness as he feverishly jerked to his little sister, Tyler's hands splaying her asscheeks revealing her cute little button of an asshole, as she bounced up and down on his best friend's cock.

Lila spied her brother almost doubled over with lust as he pounded away and knew he, like they, was not far from orgasm. "Oooooooh, Brother. Fuck me. Fuck me in my little asshole!" she begged.

Lost to all restraint, Ryan tore off his jeans and shirt and ran to the coupling couple. "Ooooh, yessssss! Put it in my bottom," Lila shivered as Ryan arched his back and slid his pre-cum slickened penis in to the hilt.

The two boys began experimenting, coordinating their thrusts so as to maximize their pleasure in cute little Lila's clasping nine-year-old holes. For the next five minutes, the kids thrust and gyrated, each delightful shuddering spasm bringing each closer to a collective cum.

Alternating between simultaneously pumping their pricks in and out and an alternating see-saw motion, the two boys had the tiny fifth-grader suspended in mid-air, squirming as her feet dangled twelve-inches from the floor, her weight supported only by the twin teenaged boners plunging in and out of her tight, pretty little holes.

Lila grabbed Tyler's shoulders as her hips began jerking uncontrollably as orgasm began to overtake her child's body. Both boys' arms dropped to their sides letting Lila's entire weight rest on their pubic bones leaving Lila free to jerk and bounce like a bareback rider in some perverted rodeo as, hips forward, sperm began to pour from their balls into Lila's grasping kid-sized holes.

As the three naked children jerked and shuddered to completion, they became aware that they were not alone in the room. Karen Roberts, Ryan and Lila's mother stood in the open doorway, her eye and one finger pressed to a digital camera. Lila's preteen holes squeezed tight with fear and surprise, producing another round of almost-painful jerking and shuddering as the surprised children sought to decouple their now-tender genitals and hide their naked lust and bodies, but it was too late.

Expecting an explosion, Ryan was puzzled when his mother, pulling her face from the camera, said without anger, "Now that's what I call a picture!" before spinning away and disappearing downstairs.

To be continued...