Growing up at the lake

I remember one time when my grandparents bought a cottage. I went to spend time with them during the summer. The family down the beach had 13 k**s. Dad was a doctor. Pete and Barb Meyers became new friends. We spent a lot of time together. Pete had baseball practice and had to leave every couple of days for it and was gone for 4 hours. Barb had a ballet class and was gone 3 hours every other afternoon.
This gave me a chance to spend some alone time with Both of them. Pete was 14, I was 13 and Barb was 12. We often just sat reading comics in the bedroom of the smaller dwelling behind their house. it was where Pete and his other older brothers slept. there were 4 beds, but they were never around much.one time when Pete and I were alone, he pulled out some magazines from him brothers. I had already sucked cock and was ready when he suggested we jack in front of each other. I played dumb and asked if I could look real close cause I was cut and he wasn't. He let me move in real close between his legs and when i sneezed, I touched his nose with my lips. he mentioned how cool it felt and said oh, man do that again. I said only if you promise to do it to me. I then leaned over and sucked his cock. he took his turn and the rest developed real quick to where we would go in the boat to fuck and suck out on the lake. Barb and i were another story. she wore a lot of hand me down bathing suits, but my favorite was her blue, white and pink crocheted one. It was really loose around her leg openings and when we were in the boat, I would row it from the middle seat and was facing her in the back. she would sit with her legs spread and I could see her pussy lip