That left me to just relax on a lounge chair by the lake. I’d been doing that a lot lately. Between Adrienne, Dawn, Felicia, DJ, and Brooke, I’d been pretty worn out this summer and I took every opportunity for rest that I could.
Not that Eden or Emma cared about that. The twins, who normally hung out with their own younger friends, approached me on the lounge chair. I didn’t actually sense their presence until quite literally, both girls sat on me. Emma straddled my knees to keep me pinned to the chair while Eden sat on my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. The older twin then bent over and planted her forehead on mine. “Bennn…” she droned, her nose pressed against mine.
“What? What?” I tried to toss her off in surprise and annoyance.
The 12-year-old started giggling, which caused me to start tickling her sides, making her giggle even more. Eden tried to ward away my hands while Emma came to her sister’s defense by tickling me back. That, of course, set my whole body shaking as I tried to wriggle away from Emma’s fingers and simultaneously tickle Eden back. And the end result was all THREE of us falling off the chair and into the sand, laughing like idiots.
After laying in the sand for a few moments though, I picked my head up and looked to the nearest twin. “So, did you just come to try and smother me? Or is there a question involved?”
“Question!” Emma called from further by my feet.
Next to me, Eden nodded before looking around. “Maybe not here, though.”
“Huh?”
“Can we go somewhere a little more private?”
Arching my eyebrow and getting a weird vibe, I nevertheless agreed. “Uh, sure. Want to go for a walk someplace?”
Eden shook her head. “More private than that. I don’t think anyone is back at the cabin.”
I shrugged. “Sure.” What could possibly go wrong in the cabin?
Calling out to Adrienne, I waved and pointed at the twins. Adrienne waved back her understanding and I gestured to imply that I’d be back soon. Even if Adrienne didn’t understand, I had confidence that Dawn could read my mind and would relay it to my girlfriend. Then the twins and I set off.
A few minutes later, we arrived at what indeed was an empty cabin. We went into the main bunkroom and that weird vibe started to become a sense of foreboding when Eden closed the door purposefully and then flipped the lock.
I assumed the girls were going to ask me something very personal, maybe even about sex or kissing or something. The twins had both been hanging around Eddie Baxter, who was thirteen. The kid was cute, but he did not seem to have a clue about sex yet and I wasn’t too worried about him. But the twins just might have some questions about how to deal with the boy.
What I wasn’t expecting was Eden’s question: “So what’s it like having sex with two girls at once?”
“What?”
“Well, we figure you’re having sex with both Adrienne and Dawn now. I know Adrienne’s your girlfriend and Dawn’s not, but then you and Dawn never say you’re boyfriend/girlfriend. You’re just Ben and Dawn, same as always. But now we realize that you two have been having sex for a while now, right?”
“Whoa, whoa. What?” I held my hands up to slow the girls down, my eyebrow locked into a high arch.
“Don’t bother denying it. We know. The three of you go off together every day. We don’t mind. It’s pretty cool, actually.” Eden seemed so assured and calm.
“But…” Emma began, looking to her sister to be the spokesperson.
“But…” Eden continued. “We wanna know how that works. I mean, you’ve only got one penis. How can you have sex with them at the same time?”
Oh, this was BAD. “Wait, wait…” I stalled.
This time, it was Eden and Emma who just folded their arms and waited me out. I fidgeted and stumbled for a bit. Oh, HELL. How to explain a threesome to the girls? This was WAY beyond Sex Ed.
“You know what?” I finally came up with, remembering my old commitments not to be a gossip. “I can’t talk about it.”
“What? Why not?” Emma protested.
“Because that stuff is private to Adrienne and Dawn. I can’t talk behind their back about this stuff. You two wouldn’t want a boy saying anything about you if you weren’t there, would you?”
The girls scrunched up their noses, clearly upset but unable to disagree. They’d been checkmated on that issue.
Then I asked a question that I would come to regret: “Why do you want to know, anyways?”
“Because,” Eden shrugged. “We figured that when we decide to have sex, we might wanna do it with the same boy. So we’ve got to figure out how two girls can have sex with a guy at the same time.”
THAT put an image in my head that I did NOT want. “Oh, jeez, girls!” I groaned. “You’re TWELVE. Worry about this later when you’re actually ready to have sex!”
“It never hurts to be prepared,” Eden frowned.
I grimaced and tried to force the image of my sisters losing their virginities out of my head. If I had my way, they wouldn’t get popped until they were married. “Whatever. I’m not talking about that without my girls. Fair enough?”
“Fiiine,” Emma groaned. But then she perked up. “But there’s something else.”
“What?” I sighed in exasperation.
Eden held up a finger. “One more thing: Ben, can we see you naked?”
My jaw dropped. “Excuse me?”
“We’ve seen the drawings in health class,” Emma clarified. “But we’ve never seen a real, uh, penis.”
“Excuse me?” I was still in shock.
“We were hoping you’d let us see yours. We’re really just curious.” Eden said nervously.
“Eden! No!”
“Please?” My baby sister gave me the doe-eyed look. You know, the wide-eyed pleading look of a small child that is guaranteed to melt the heart of anyone older than them? I was absolutely putty in the twins’ hands whenever they gave me that look.
But even then, I wasn’t going to cave so easily. “Girls. No. You’re only twelve. You’re not old enough for something like that.”
“Are too!” Emma protested.
“Besides, you promised!” Eden said in a hurt voice, still giving me the look.
“Promised what?” I looked agog at my baby sisters. “Have you been taking manipulation lessons from Brooke?”
“What?”
“Nevermind. I never promised I would show you my penis.”
“But you promised you’d answer our questions about sex,” Eden grumbled.
“When you’re old enough!”
“We ARE old enough,” Emma protested. “We’re twelve!”
“Twelve isn’t old enough.”
“How old were you when you and Dawn first saw each other naked?” Eden challenged.
We’d been eleven. But I wasn’t going to admit that. “Old enough,” I grumped.
“Fine. We’ll just ask Eddie Baxter,” Eden harrumphed. “I know HE’LL show us. He’s been dying to kiss us for weeks and if we let him, he’ll do anything for us.”
“Eden…” I growled threateningly. They HAD been taking lessons on being evil from Brooke.
“What?” Eden played innocent.
“You don’t just trade kisses or whatever to get what you want with boys.”
“Why not?”
I rolled my eyes. Where was Adrienne when I needed her? She was much better at relating this stuff to the girls, especially when it came to explaining the pitfalls of making sexual trades. So I went with more of a big brother approach. “Nevermind. You do that and I’ll have to kick his ass.”
“You wouldn’t. Besides, we’re leaving tomorrow.”
“Damn straight I would,” I said in a quietly serious voice. “It’s not happening.”
“Look, we just want to see it,” Emma said in a more reasonable tone. “We’re not going to do anything. We just want to know what it looks like. Please?”