*Benji*

I sat on the sofa beside Jake and Tommy, watching them play one of their games on the Xbox. Apparently, Jake was winning, but I wasn't paying THAT much attention; I was busy listening to the storm outside.

I looked up as Joel came in, his hands on his hips. "Exucse me," he said, looking somewhat angry, "Why am I th only one in this house claning up after dinner? You all eat, so you all should help."

"But Daaaaaad... you're more of the Mommy type and that's what Mommies do," Tommy said, continuing his game with Jake.

I snickered as Joel scowled. "Aww c'mon Joely," I laughed, "I'll help you clean up."

"That's besides the point," Joel said, "You two never do anything around here. I just wish you could see how hard it is."

As Joel left, I turned to Jake and Tommy and whispered, "Along with his Mommieness, he gets PMS."

Tommy laughed and slapped a high-five with me and Jake snickered. I went into the living room and began helping Joel load the dishwasher, jumping slightly as a loud bang of thunder errupted, followed by lightning.

"Guess we're right under the storm," I muttered, shoving Joel playfully as he laughed at me.

"Shuttup," I laughed.

"Sorry Beejie," Joel grinned, closing the dishwasher and turning it on, "You know I love you."

"Ye-" I was cut off as a loud bang of thunder hit again, somehow the lightning must've hit something attached to the dishwasher, because the next thing I knew, Joel and I were both on the ground, and I could've sworn I felt like jolt after jolt of electriciy flowed through me before it slowly faded out.

We'd gotten electrocuted. That was the first thought to hit me. By a dishwasher. I had to snicker at that thought, even though my body was still tingling. I was surprized that it hadn't HURT... it just felt really strange...

"Benjiii.." Joel whined, his voice shockingly high pitched, but I figured it was a side effect or... something.

"Are you okay?" I asked him, pronouncing are "awe". Okay something was not right. I rolled over and looked at Joel and he was a little kid. Like. a 5 or 6 year old. And our clothes were 7 times too big.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" I screamed, jumping up to find my legs were about a foot shorter. Which for me, is REALLY short. I had to grab onto my pants to keep them up. Four of my could fit in em.

"JESUS CHRIST IM A BABY!" Joel yelled. Baby was a strech, but I got a mental image of a little baby screaming and swearing.

"No. Were like. five." I said, mispronouncing every word. I remembered how Joel and I had speech issues. Like the lisp.

"I cant talk right!" Joel whined, "I'm lithping."

"Yeah. We're little kids."

"WHYYYYYYYYYY!?" He screamed, jumping up.

"I DONT KNOW!!!" I screamed also, as Tommy and Jake ran in the room.

"What the ..." Tommy muttered.

"WE'RE LITTLE KIDS AGAIN! GODAMNIT WHAT'S GOING ON?!?" I bellowed, as loud as my little voice could scream.

"Oh. My.." Jake whispered.

"Don't just stand there!" Joel started, "FIX US!"

"How... what... goddamn," Jake muttered, his eyes wide, "What happened?"

"The fucking dishwasher got hit by lightning and it hit us," I told them angrily, "Fix us damnit!"

"How?" Tommy asked softly, kneeling down to be level with us.

"I don't know!" Joel exclaimed, tears in his eyes, "Make it all better!"

"We don't know how," Jake said softly, trying to calm Joel down, "We'll try to think of something."

"But FIRST, we need to get you guys some clothes that actually fit," Tommy said, "I'll be right back."

I watched him as he took off for the garage, where we'd store all of Jake and Tommy's old clothes and things.

"This sucks," I pouted, sitting down on the floor heavily and feeling ready to cry.

I'd forgotten how much kids can cry when they want to. "I know," Joel pouted, sitting beside me, "How are we gonna get normal again?"

I shrugged, not knowing what to say. It was weird... it's like my mind was that of an adult, but my body was that of a 5 year old.

"Here," Tommy said, coming back into the room with a huge box, "It's all our old clothes. We should wash them first."

Jake nodded, opening the box and pulling some clothes out, coughing as a bunch of dust also flew out. "Godamnit," Jake coughed, "They DO need to be washed first."

He picked up the box and carried it into the laundry room while Tommy picked me up and sat me on the sofa, before doing the same for Joel.

"We'll try to figure out how to fix this," Tommy said softly, kneeling down infront of us, "I promise."

"I'm scared..." Joel whimpered, "What happens if we stay like this FOREVER!?"

"That's not so bad." I sighed, hugging him tightly. "At least we will have an extra thirty-something years before we get old!"

"I WANNA GET OLD!" He pulled away, wiping his nose with his sleeve. "I dont wanna be 1/3 the age of my SONS. And look at me. For the first time since I was 9, IM FATTER THAN YOU!"

"Um. Sorry?" I shrugged.

"I'm sorry I'm being all stupid and shit. But I'm scared... We cant be kids forever! Billy and paul will be wrinklie and disabled with failing livers and... those spots on old peoples faces with failing livers... and we'll be 22!" He complained. "And what about press things? Once in a while when we play shows and when we do press things for MADE and the bands on our label... WE CANT SHOW UP LIKE THIS."

"Thtupid.. SStupit Fucking Lightening..." Joel corrected himself.

"Thpeech Impediment." I mocked him.

"You sound just as stupid as me. You cant pronce Rs' right."

"I can pronounce R's just fine."

"Because you're trying too." He started, "When you're not concentrating it sounds like you're saying a W instead."

"FUCK YOU YOU OVER SIZED ASSHOLE!" I threw a pillow at him. I realized now BOTH of our sons were infront of us, giggling maddly.

"WHAT IS IT YOU STUPID LITTLE BASTARDS!?" Joel yelled at them.

"This is so funny.." Jake chuckled.

"I never heard more foulmouthed kids in my life! 'FUCK SHIT COCK DAMN WOOOO MOTHERFUCKAA'" Tommy mocked us in a squeaky voice.

"Stoppit!" Joel pouted, crossing his arms over his chest, "It's not funny."

"So sorry," Tommy chuckled, "Are the clothes done yet?"

"Lemme go check," Jake said, getting up and going into the laundry room. He came back with some sweatpants and t-shirts for us.

Tommy took a t-shirt and sweatpants from Jake before helping me into them as Jake helped Joel. "How are we gonna get changed back?" Joel asked, "Do we have to wait for another storm?"

"Hey yeah!" Jake smiled, "Maybe that's it... maybe you need to be electrocuted again."

"AGAIN?!" I exclaimed, "Once was enough!"

"Well then I guess you'll be little for a while," Tommy shrugged.

"NO!" Joel yelled, "I don't wanna be little!"

"Well we'll have to wait until the next storm," Jake replied, "It's stopped now."

"Great," I pouted, "That could take fucking forever!"

"Well we'll have to wait then. Right now, I think you two need some rest," Tommy said, watching as Joel yawned.

I climbed down off the sofa and followed Tommy and Jake upstairs, Joel following me. "The bed's too high," Joel pointed out as we stood next to our bed, "We can't reach."

Jake picked Joel up, before picking me up and putting up on the bed. "But what if we have to go bathroom and can't get back on the bed?" I asked.

"Then come sleep with us," Jake replied, pulling the blanket up, "Or yell for us."

That night I ended up having to go to the bathroom but I really, REALLY didn't wanna ask Tommy or Jake for help.

"Joellll... JOELIE!" I whispered.

"Sleeeppyy.." He mumbled.

"JOEL HELP ME!!!"

"What!?" He snapped, sitting up.

"Just gimme a hand!" I reached both my hands out for him and he grabbed them, tugging me onto the bed.

"This is no fun." He grumbled.

"I know. I'd feel corrupt fucking a 5 year old."

"I'd feel corrupt being fucked BY a 5 year old." He sighed.

"I'd feel corrupt having the ability to fuck at the age of 5."

"I just feel corrupt." he flopped down on the bed and groaned, and I curled up next to him.

"It's okay, we'll be back to normal soon enough." I told him, but he shook his head.

"What if we have a draught?" He spat.

"Then I'll suck on my fingers and stick them in an elecrical socket okay!? I'll think of something.."

"Fine." Joel started, "You're not really gonns stick your fingers in an electrical socket are you?"

"No, course not." I laughed.

I'm going to stick a wet fork in an electrical socket.

I awoke the next morning at around 8 AM, cursing my young body for being awake at and early hour.

"Can't sleep either?" Joel asked as he walked back into the bedroom.

I shook my head, climbing off the bed. "No," I pouted, "Is it raining?"

Joel shook his head. "It's sunny out," he pouted, "I want it to rain."

I nodded. "I just wanna be back to normal," I sighed, following him downstairs slowly, making sure I didn't trip or fall.

"Me too," Joel nodded, going into the kitchen before trying to reach the handle on the refridgerator, "I can't reach it! DAMNIT!"

"We could go wake up Tommy and Jake," I suggested, but Joel shook his head.

"They won't like getting up this early," Joel said.

"Joel, when they were little, they woke up up ALL the time. Let's pay them back," I grinned.

Joel grinned back, catching on. "Okay Benji," he smiled, starting back up the steps, "Let's wake them up."

Once we got to the top of the stairs, we ran into Tommy and Jake's room, giggling as we crawled onto their bed, which was lower than our's, before jumping onto them.

"Wake up!" Joel giggled, sitting on Jake and shaking him, "We're hungry!"

I giggled and climbed onto Tommy, shaking him as well. "Tommy... get up!" I giggled, "The house is on fire!!!"

"What?!" Tommy exclaimed, sitting up quickly.

Joel and I laughed histerically at the look on his face, before he scowled at us and flopped back down. "Tommy no!" I pouted in between giggles, "Get up! We're hungry and can't reach anything."

"Then starve." Tom moaned, rolling over and pulling the blanket over his head.

"Tommyyyyyyy.." Joel whispered, "Tommyyyyyyyyy... TOMMY WAKE UP NOW!!!!!!!! NOOOOOW MOTHERFUCKER NOWWWWWWWWWW!" Joel screamed, jumping up and down on Tommys face.

"OKAY!" Tom threw Joel right off of the bed and he thudded on the floor, making a nasaly "oomph." I watched him for a second as his eyes watered and his lip quivered.

"Comeon Joel it's no big deal.. Don't be a baby." I chuckled, and he bust out crying.

"But it huuuuuuuurrrrrrrt WORSETHANWHENIFALLNORMALLY" I choked, sobbing hysterically.

"Whaaats going on?" Jake mumbled, getting up after sleeping through ALL of that.

"Dad shut up." Tom shot im an evil glare and suddenly Joel looked totally fine.

"Fine. You wont feed me if I ask, scream, or cry. You want me to die." he pouted.

"FINE we'll feed you." Tom said, climbing out of bed.

"I'm confused." jake mumbled, his eyes half open.

"Jake," Tom started, "Go back to sleep." Jake collapsed and I giggled, jumping out of the bed an following Tom downstairs, taking a long time because those goddamn stairs were really big.

"I want pancakes!" I called out.

"I WANT EGGS!" Joel yelled even louder.

"EGGS SUCK!"

"VEGAN!!! VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN!!!"

"CARNIVOROUS BEEEEEEEAST!!!!!!!"

"VEGITABLE KILLER!"

"CHICKEN WHORRRRRRRREEEEEE!"

"God will you two SHUT UP?!" Tommy yelled from the kitchen, "Just 'cause you're kids again, doesn't mean you can't act like you normally do!"

"I'm sorry Tommy," I pouted, laughing as Joel giggled at me, "But YOU and Jake have to figure out how to make us change back!"

"We need to wait until another thunderstorm," Tommy replied, "Then we can electrocute you two again and make you normal."

"But that could take FOREVER!" Joel pouted, climbing onto one of the chairs at the table. I followed and climbed up into the chair, happy that it wasn't far from the table and that I could actually reach it. "I know that," Tommy sighed, "We get enough thunderstorms around here. If we have to, we'll drive down to the shore where it ALWAYS thunderstorms and try our idea there."

"But you can't drive," I pointed out as he handed us our food. "Then we'll make Billy drive us," Tommy shrugged, "Problem solved."

"Okay, then what do we say?" Joel asked, "We're really Benji and Joel, but our fucking dishwasher electrcuted us and made us kids again?"

"Basically," Tommy nodded seriously. I snickered. "We'll scare the shit outta Billy!" I giggled, "He'll think he's gone insane."

"You're evil," Tommy laughed, sitting down at the table with us, "I hope we can change you guys back fast... I really miss you guys."

"But we're still here," Joel pointed out. "I know that... I miss you guys the way you used to be," Tommy sighed, "You just won't understand it from my point of view. The two people who I always had there for me, to protect me and all, just can't do that for me now. I feel... unsafe, I guess. I'm sorry... I'm being all depressed and sappy about it."

"Awe dont worry we love you tommy." I got up and hugged him. around the knees. He crouched down and picked me up, one of my legs draped across his stomach.

"What about me??" Joel whined, climbing off the chair and letting Tom pick him up with his other arm.

"God you're heavy." Tom laughed, sounding strained.

"I know I'm sorry." Joel hugged him around the neck.

"Okay..okay toms back is breking its time to put you down.. NOW." He leaned over, nearly dropping us.

"I'll settle for pancakes." Joel shrugged, finally agreeing.

"Good I don't know how to make eggs." Tom sighed.

"...Moron." Joel muttered, "You put them in the pan and stand there until they are white and yellow!"

"I dont cook." Tom shook his head

"ITS SIMPLE!" Joel insisted.

"I. Dont. Cook."

"Whatever. After breakfast we find billy." I rolled my eyes.

"I don't think Billy will believe us," I said, "He'll think we're nuts."

"No, he'll think me and Jake are nuts. He'll think you're our cousins whom we brainwashed or something," Tommy laughed slightly. "Oh well, we'll MAKE him believe us," Joel nodded determinedly, "And why isn't Jake up yet?"

"Cause he's lazy?" I grinned. "Go wake him up then," Tommy smiled evilly, "If I have to be awake this early, then so does he."

"Okay!" I giggled, running back upstairs with Joel as fast as I could manage. "Jaaaaaaake!" I yelled, running into their bedroom, "Wake up!!!"

"Noooo," Jake moaned, "I'm sleepy."

"Tommy said to get your fatass outta bed NOW!" Joel giggled, pulling Jake's blanket off and onto the floor. Jake shivered and reach for it. "Gimme back," me mumbled sleepily, "I'm cold."

"Then get up," I smiled sweetly at him, "After breakfast we're gonna find Billy so he can drive us all to the shore where it ALWAYS thunderstorms, so we can get normal again."

"Okay FINE," Jake sighed, sitting up slowly and rubbing his eyes, "What time is it anyways?"

"Umm... 8 AM," Joel replied, giggling as Jake's eyes widened. "You woke me up at EIGHT AM??" he exclaimed, "What are you, crazy?!"

"Yep," I giggled, hugging him around the legs, "We still wove you Jakey!"

"Ugh, okay okay, you're forgiven," Jake sighed, "Now lemme go so I can get dressed and get breakfast."

"Okay" I agreed, leaving the room for him. Once again I won the fight with the stairs, getting down in one piece. This time Joel was on the couch, and I went over and sat by him.

"Hi." I smiled, getting situated. It felt funny because my legs stuck out half straight like this.

"I'm still worried we might be like this forever." He sighed.

"I know you are. So am I but if worse comes to worse... I don't know. We can try purposely electicuting ourselves. with like. electric appliances." I shrugged.

"We might hurt ourselves like that though."

"I can't function in life as a 5 year old." I told him. "I just cant."

"Alright we need to stop worrying. We'll deal with things as they come." He patted my back. Jake came into the room fully dressed, still tired looking.

"Tom told me to call billy." He nodded.

"Uh. Okay?" I shrugged.

"...Why does he want me to call?"

"Ask him to come over." I rolled my eyes.

"Ah, okay," Jake nodded, "That I can do." I watched him as he picked up the phone and dialed Billy's number. "Hey Billy? It's Jake," he said after Billy picked up, "Could you come over here? We need you to drive us to the shore... no they can't drive us... we have a problem here.. we'll explain it all later, just get over here, okay? Alright... OKAY... BYE BILLY."

"God... he talks forever," Jake sighed, flopping down onto the sofa with us, "Why do we need to go to the shore again?"

"Cause Tommy said there's thunderstorms there, and maybe if we get electrocuted again, we'll be able to get normal again," I explained. "Ah," Jake nodded, "I see now."

"What if it doesn't work?" Joel asked softly, climbing into Jake's lap, "I odn't wanna be stuck like this!"

"You won't be," Jake assured him, hugging him, "Tommy and I will make sure of that. Just last night he was all upset 'cause he misses you guys the way you were. I swear he's so damn emo sometimes.." I nodded, hating to see Jake and Tommy so upset. "We HAVE to get back to normal," I said determinedly. "Did you call Billy?" Tommy asked Jake as he came into the room. Jake nodded. "Yeah, he's on his way over now."

"Spoke too soon," Tommy muttered as the doorbell rang, before going to answer it. "What happened?" Billy asked as soon as he got into the house, "Jake said there was a problem...?"

"Yeah.. It's a long story.." Tom told him, Pulling Billy into the Livingroom. "Oh. Hey there." Billy smiled warmly at us, not realizing it was us. He probably thought we were relatives. He didn't know us when we were that young, so of course he didn't realize. "It's me dumbass." I snorted, "Benji!" Billy laughed and looked to Jake. "No dude are those your cousins or something?" He asked. "No. That's really Benji and Joel..." Jake shrugged. "They got struck by lightening and... Something happened." Tom explained. "Is this some kind of weird Joke?" Billy stood back and put his hads on his hips, moving his hair out of his eyes but flipping his head in a feminine way.

"No Dude it's us!" Joel insisted. "No. Dude seriously..." Billy laughed, turning to leave.

"YOUSORRYMOTHERFUCKER GET BACK HERE NOWWWWWWWWWW BEFORE I COME OVER THERE AND RIP YOUR NON EXISTENT DICK OFF YOU... WOMAN!" I screamed at him. Oay so he wasn't a WOMAN, but he was pretty feminine.

"Holy shit..." Billy whispered in awe, "It really is you isn't it Benji?"

"In the 5 year old flesh." I grinned. "Oh.. Mygod... Shit.." Billy staredat us. "Look I know this is weird.." Joel started, "But we need you to take us to the shore. Its gonna be stormy there today.. We need to get hit by lightening again... I cant believe i just asked to get struck by lightening..."

I giggled at Joel as he got a shocked look on his face and then at Billy as he was still staring at us like we were insane or something.

"What?" I asked him, "Still don't believe it's us?"

"No no, I believe you, it's just weird is all... you got struck by LIGHTNING? How'd you do that one?" Billy asked. "We were... shit... I forgot... loading the dishwasher up I think... and next thing we knew we were hit and lying on the floor," I explained as best as I could.

"Ah, and you think that by getting hit again, it'll reverse the process?" Billy asked. "Basically," Joel nodded, "Now c'mon, I wanna get myself again!" After about two straight hours of driving, we finally arrived at the place Billy owns in New Jersey, right by thw WildWood boardwalk. "Wow... this place is huge!" Jake gasped, "How'd you do it?"

"Talent," Billy smirked, "Actually my great aunt and uncle or whatever owned it, they died and I inherited it from them."

"Good... it's storming," Joel said, ignoring Billy and looking up at the sky, "Should we mess with another dishwasher?" I shook my head.

"No... don't people get electrocuted from standing under trees in a storm? Maybe we should do that," I said, "And you guys can stand back and watch us incase we need help. You don't need to get electrocuted too." I grabbed Joel's hand in mine and ran towards the nearest tree with him, as fast as our little legs could carry us, before stopping under it. "Okay, now we have to wait and see what happens," I said, still holding Joel's hand.

We stood there for a while and nothing happened to us, but lightening was everywhere. Jake, Tommy, And Billy had took shelter in the car. The rubber on the tires would keep them from being electrocuted.

"JOEL!" I yelled over the sound of the rain "THIS ISN'T WORKING!"

"PATIENCE BENJ! PATIENCE!" he replied. I sighed and wiped the rain out of my eyes, before there was a bright flash and the same slight tingly pain. Had I been hit again? I wasn't sure, but I realized the rain was slowing down. I heard footsteps slopping towards us.

"Oh no..." Tom groaned.

"What???" I asked. My voice was older but. Something wasn't right.

"You're not old enough yet!" Jake whined.

"Ugh.." Joel groaned, standing up. He was the EXACT same height as Jake. Well FUCK.

"Shit." I mumbled, getting up. I was like. 5'2!.. Well it's better than 3'6 i guess...

"Whoa... You look just like us!" Tom said, somewhat shocked.

"...YYeaah.." I nodded as he'd stated the obvious.

"But I mena.. You always did but now it' like. WHOA!" Jake bugged his eyes out.

"I am so sick of you all staring." I smacked my forehead, but realized now, WE COULD HAVE SEX AND NOTBE PERVERTS! WOOOOOOOOO! well.. any BIGGER perverts..

"Great," Joel mumbled, "We go from being 5 to being 15."

"Well... at least we're not SUPER old or anything," I said gently, hugging Joel, "We could've ended up being like, 90 or something."

"I like you guys like that," Jake grinned evilly at us, "Just think... we're all the same age right, so no one can tell us it's wrong to be with each other AND you guys have more years to live!"

"But we HAVE to get back to normal," Joel protested. "No you don't," Tommy shook his head, "You don't HAVE to, it more of wether you WANT to." After a minute, Joel seemed to loosen up. "Ah what the hell," he said, "If you guys are happy then it's fine with me."

Tommy and Jake both looked to me and I shrugged. "Doesn't worry me," I replied slowly, "I think it may be better this way."

"Awesome!" Tommy grinned, throwing himnself onto me and hugging me tightly, knocking us both to the ground. "Sorry," he laughed, standing and helping me up, before hugging me again, "This is gonna be so awesome." After Billy took us back home again, Tommy and Jake practically dragged us back into the house. "What're you so eager for?" Joel asked uncertainly. "Nothing special," Jake smiled at him.

Jake pulled Joel close to him, running his hands under his shirt.

"God you are so hot.." Jake moaned, pressing their hips together and instantly I felt a boner comeing on. I forgot quite how horny 15 year olds were.

"I look Just like you." Joel giggled through his quickening breaths. Jake ground their hips together and they both moaned.

"Bedroom... Now..." He panted, pulling Joel from the room.

"Should we follow them?" I asked, adjusting myself.

"No. I want to fuck you on the dining room table." Tom told me, and I paused for a second.

"You want to fuck me where?" I snorted.

"On the diningroom table." Tom repeated himself. I blinked a few times.

"I'd rather go in the bedroom with them..."

"Okay fine but promise we get to fuck on the table later..." Tom nodded, gettig frustrate and running up the stairs before me. When we got in the room Jake and Joel were already half naked, rolling around on the bed fighting for dominance while making out. Tom dove onto the bed next to them and Pulled Jake away from Joel, who punched the bed in frustration. I went around the bed to him and climbed ontop.

"Sorry to interrupt." I smiled.

"Oh shutup." Joel flipped me into my back and we fell right off the bed. I dont even think he cared...

I groaned as Joel kissed my neck roughly, grinding his hips against mine. He ripped my shirt over my head, tossing it onto the floor before kissing me again. "I want you," Joel moaned, "to fuck me so hard." I groaned at his words and flipped us around so I was ontop of him, before showering his neck with kisses and working to take his pants off. Once they were off, I set to work on removing his boxers, tossing them onto the floor with the rest of our clothes. I glanced over at Jake and Tommy and moaned as they were fucking roughly, Tommy riding Jake forcefully. "Fuck Jake," Tommy moaned, "So good..." I groaned and looked down as Joel enclosed his lips around my cock, sucking me roughly, and bobbing his head along my length. "Shit Joel," I grunted, my hips moving against his mouth,

"So fucking hot..." Joel pulled off me suddenly and I moaned in protest, but then grinned as he spread his legs for me and pulled me ontop of him. I moaned and kissed him as I thrust into him, lubed with only precum and his spit. Joel didn't seem to mind though, and he kissed my neck, before saying, "Fuck me Benji.."

I pounded into him harshly as he wrapped is legs around my waist. At first I was apprehensive But Joel was DEFINATELY enjoying it.

To further the enjoyment for him, I wrapped my hand around his erection and Began to pump my hand in time with my thrusts.

"Ooh... Oh fUUckk.." Joel sqeaked. I hadn't heard him squeak in. Well.. Since our voices changed and squeaking became too weird. But we were "late bloomers" and at 15 our voices had yet to change. "F...Faster Benji...God...FASTER!" cried out, throwing his head back.

"I'm. Going. Faster." I panted, thrusting as fast as humanly possible. Sweat was litterally pouring off of me, our wet skin sliding and slapping together.

"Benjiiiiiii..." Joel moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head and his eyelids fluttering.

"Oh. Fuck. Shit. Joel... I'm cumming... I'M CUMMING!" I squeaked out, like he had earlier.

"Me too." He groaned, "Sooo close..." He managed just seconds before his cum it our stomachs, his muscles spasming and convulsing as he threw his head back. the combintion of watching that and feeling his muscles clamp down on me spured my own orgasm and i released inside of him.

I collapsed breathlessly ontop of Joel, hugging his sweaty body close to mine. "I forgot how long and how great it is to have sex at such a young age," Joel panted, wiping some sweat from his brow. I nodded against his chest, trying to catch my breath. I glanced over at Jake and Tommy, watching as they orgasmed together, collapsing breathlessly onto the bed. "That was hot," I grinned at them, "Very nice show."

"Thanks," Jake panted, kissing Tommy softly. "Y'know, I kinda like being 15 again," Joel grinned, "We won't have to worry about getting really old anytime soon."

"Yeah," Tommy nodded, "I like you guys like that... not that I didn't like you being older, but this is just awesome."

"I agree," I grinned, "I say we at least try it out first, if not stay this way. It couldn't hurt."

"Awesome!" Jake grinned, crawling off the bed and over to us with Tommy, "What should we do now?"

"Go to the mall to harass people?" Tommy grinned at him, "Maybe see a movie or something."

"Sounds fun," Joel smiled, and I grinned at him, happy to see him enjoying himself and not worrying about getting back to our normal ages, which, I personally didn't wanna do.

Being 15 again was wonderful. Usually I feel REALLY tired after sex. I mean sometimes I am stil awake but usually I just roll over like a log and sleep. But right that moment I was SO VERY awake and energized. NATURAL HIGH! Something that can only be improved my large amounts of sugar! CANDY! Yes, because at 15 I still have my metabolism. And no famous guyt hing. SO NOBODY WILL YELL AT ME AND MAKE ME WORK OUT IF I EAT CANDY! WOOOOOOOOOOoooO... Okay, maybe it wasn't THAT exciting but it certainly was refreshing. The sugar thing was cool though because it made Joel and I really hyper which it never does anymore. But we were in the mall and didn't wanna get thrown out so we kept our insanity to a minimum. However..

"DUDE... I'm gonna get my ears pierced!" Tom screamed out randomly, walking into somegirlie boutique that pierced ears.

"You already HAVE your ears pierced!" Joel insisted, following him, "THREE TIMES ON EACH SIDE!"

"...And?"

"Dude that's so GIRLIE. Girls always have like 700 earrings in each earlobe..." Jake tugged on one of toms earrings.

"Well now I'll be a GUY with 700 earrings on each side." Tom shrugged.

"Please don't it will be SO ugly." Joel insisted.

"I say go for it." I grinned as Joel glared at me.

"Oh my GAWD you look SOOO much alike!!!" Some girl with... 700 earrings commented.

"...Okay." I nodded.

"Are you...like.. Quadruplets???" She asked, astonished that we looked alike.

"No were triplets actually." I told her, and she looked confused.

"But... Triplets mean three and there are four of you."

"Go away we're trying to have an ARGUMENT HERE!" Joel spat.

"Well, how about instead of piercing your earlobes again, why not get your cartelidge done?" I suggested, relieved that Joel wasn't giving me that freaky glare anymore. "Good idea!" Tommy grinned, running into the store. He came back out seconds later, looking pissed off.

"They won't do it unless I have someone over eighteen with me," he pouted. "Well, we'll come back tomarrow or something and bring Billy or Paul with us," Jake suggested, laughing as Tommy grinned widely. "Yeeeeah!" Tommy grinned, "We'll bring Paul 'cause he gets squeamish over those things."

"So evil," Joel laughed, "Hey... where'd our 700 piercings friend go...?"

"She died," I replied seriously. "Really?" Joel laughed, "Whooo!" "I'm driving!" Jake grinned running over to the car, "I'm good at driving."

"Uh oh," Tommy teased him, "Better make sure we got life insurance."

"Hardy har fucking har," Jake rolled his eyes, "Do you wanna go see Uncle Paulie or not?"

"Yeah yeah," Tommy gave in, climbing into the backseat with me and Joel, "I don't wanna sit up front, 'cause I'm afraid I'd go out the windsheild."

"Funny Tom, real funny," Jake rolled his eyes again, starting the car and heading to Paul's house.

"I think... I'm having a panic attack..." Joel gasped,sinking lower in his seat as Jake tore through town going 20 over the speed limit.

"It's okay sweetie just cal... AHHHHHHHHHH..." I screamed as we all flew from one side of the car to the other as Jake attemted a U turn. "It's okay I just missed the turn!" He assured us. "It's a good thing we live in a small town with deadbeat cops..." Tom groaned.

"I WANNA GET PULLED OVER JAKE OH MY GOD WERE GONNA DIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Joel screamed. "We're not gonna die!" I insisted, hugging him before Jake turned down pauls street, causing us to skid slightly, "Motherfucker we're gonna die..." I muttered before Jake finally pulled into pauls driveway.

"Jake... you are NEVER driving a car AGAIN!" I screamed at him, while Joel was stillsitting in his seat, praying outloud. "Oh fuck off I only did that because Tom made fun of me!" Jake rolled his eyes, getting out. "Beside noone was hurt."

"Whatever. Joel stop praying we're here now." I poked the side of his head and he opened one eye. "We're still alive?" He asked. "No this is heaven. The inside of a 2002 Pontiac with Doritos in the carpeting." I said sarcastically. "Well. I was afraid we'd all just gone to hell." joel shrugged getting out. The man-however-someone-now-teenaged-boy had some serious nerve issues. I wondere if he should have medicine every once in a while. One time Jake got mud on his pants and he made him throw them out so the germs wouldn't get in the food or something like that.

"Uncle Paulieeee!!!!" Jake called out as we went into Paul's house, "Your favorite nephews are here..." I snickered as I heard Paul run down the steps, prolly afraid of what Jake and Tommy would do this time. "Hi boys," Paul smiled slightly, attempting to look calm, "How're you?"

"Good," Tommy smiled sweetly at him, "We brought some friends over..."

"God no- I mean that's... wonderful," Paul forced a smiled and turned to us, "What're your names?"

"Benji and Joel," I grinned at him, knowing he wouldn't believe us as easily as Billy had. Paul laughed. "That's funny," he chuckled, "What're your REAL names?"

"Benji and Joel," I said again, snorting as Joel giggled, burrying his face into my shoulder as he tried not to laugh out loud. "Okay then, Tommy, where's your Dad's at?" Paul asked. "Right in front of you," Tommy shrugged, plopping down onto the sofa with Jake.

"Right," Paul nodded, "Either you are trying to make me think I'm crazy, or you're telling the truth."

"They're telling the truth," Joel nodded, "Go ahead, ask us something that only us, Joel and Benji would know."

"Alright then," Paul said, crossing his arms over his chest, "Exactly how long was Benji a vegan for? And I mean exactly."

"Easy," Joel laughed, "Five months and three days. He quit after that."

"Yeah well.." Paul spat, "You're probably just some look alike kids who stalk them."

"But.." Joel looked around. "THE MOLE! LOOK! See my mole!" He stuck his face right against Pauls, "Behold the mole." Paul picked at it gently to insure it was infact part of Joels face, "And look Benji has that mole. That funny looking one... On his inner thigh... Remember? Wanna see?"

"NO!" Paul insisted, "I do NOT want to see that ugly mole or his thighs ever again, thanks."

"...Yeah.. So do you believe us now?" I shifed from foot to foot, annoyed and anxious.

"No. But I DO believe I'm going insane, and that you are all figments of my imagination. But it's nice to meet you." Paulsmiled warmly, before turning on Jakewho was playing with a little candle holder "PUT THAT DOWN NOWWWWWW ITS ANTIQUE FRENCH GOLD!" he screeched, snatching it away.

"Honey... What's the matter?" His annoyingly chirpy however uptight wife called downstairs.

"Nothing I'm just arguing with figments of my imagination!" He called back.

"Oh no.. Not again.." I heard her say, "I'm calling the psychiatrist!"

"No don't worry sweetie I'll make them go away." He called, setting the candle holder down. "You all need to leave before I have to take medication. Goodbye."

"...You really are crazy aren't you?" Tom asked in awe.

"Paul you fuckin hypochondriac!" I told him, momentaril wondering if id pronounced the word right. Or even used the right word, "Come to us with the mall. Jake needs to get his ear pierced and needs someone over 18."

"I can't. You don't exist." He told me, so I smacked him.

"If I don't exist how could I do that?"

"...You really ARE benji and joel!!!" Paul gasped.

"No shit sherlock." Joel sighed.

"Okay, well Paul sucks," Tommy pouted as we left Paul's house, with him saying we were still 'figments of his imagination' and practically shoving us outside. "Well, we'll go ask Billy," Joel shrugged, "He already believes us."

"Okay," Jake nodded, "Can I drive?"

"NO!" Joel yelled, "I am driving now, not you. You almost KILLED us!"

"Oh I did not FATHER," Jake rolled his eyes, "You're exaggerating."

"Am not," Joel pouted, before climbing into the driver's side with Jake beside him in the passenger side. I climbed into the backseat with Tommy, grinning as he kissed me softly. "Didn't forget your promise, did you?" he asked me. I smiled and shook my head. "Not a chance," I grinned, kissing him again, more roughly this time.

It felt weird, 'cause I had lip piercings while I was older, and now that I was 15 again, I didn't have them yet. But Tommy did. And it felt amazing. "Oi, horny bastards!" Jake laughed, turning in his seat to face us, "Do we gotta see that all the way to Billy's house?"

"Yes," I nodded, "And you know you love it." "Alright, you got me," Jake smiled, "It turns me on so fucking bad." "Thought so," Tommy smirked, before trailing his lips down my neck, causing me to moan.

I grabbed the back of Tommy's hair, pulling his lips back up to mine before sliding down on my back, bringing him down ontop of me. "CARSEX!" Jake screamed to the top ofhis lungs.

"Shut. up." Tom grumbled, sitting back and unbuttoning his shirt. Once hed dropped it off his shoulders I sat up slightly, grabbing one of his nipples in my teeth. "AHHH STOP THAT HURT!"

"You KNOW you liked it..." I said, before licking and sucking the offended skin as he sighed and moaned. "You always make me so hard..." He chuckled and I pulled back, admiring the bruising flesh, laying back down while rubbing it with my thumb. Tom completely bypassed my shirt and went straight for my pants and boxers, freeing my erection. Normally I would leave my shirt on but it was getting so damn hott in there I almost tore it off, but reconsidered once I remembered we were going to the mall afterwards, and let Tom lift it over my head.

Tom sat back again, climbing out of his pants before straddling my upper body and pushig his dick against my lips. "No I want you to fuck me!" I whined, leaning my head back so he couldnt reach it at his angle. "Well lube me then!!!" He yelled, frustrated before I realized what he wanted. I took him in my mouth and got as much spit possible pooled there, licking and sucking to get him as wet as possible.

"Fuck stop i'm gonna cumm.." He panted, pushing my face away and qickly getting between my legs, thrusting in without warning. As a near-40 year old I was well stretched to the point of comfort for me without being too loose... But as a 15 year old virgin to anal sex... it hurt. I'm surprised earlier Joel was so okay with this. But Jake had Him REALLY worked up and horny so I guess he didn't give a fuck.

"Owww... Slow down..." I whined, tears coming into my eyes as Tom pounded into me. "C.Cant... You know it'll get better..." He panted, shifting his hips so he'd hit my prostate. After that the pain slowly faded away and it soon became one of the best sexual experiences in a long. long time.