Chapter 21

The next week seemed to drag as I waited for Sunday and the chance to
go fishing with my brother and the others. I was glad we were going
to have the Gordon's along to teach us, but I also would liked it if
it was just the family so I could go topless.

My brother and I ran every morning before school. I started leaving
my bedroom door open a lot more and would get all giddy when Eddie
saw me prancing around in my underwear or naked. Because we were so
busy with school and sports, my brother and I didn't have much chance
to be alone.

By Wednesday, I was feeling rather horny and really wanted to fool
around with Eddie. When we were leaving the lunchroom that day, I
caught him alone for a moment and told him.

"Hey, Eddie," I whispered to him in the hallway. "Do you think
we'll have time for an afternoon snack today."

"I have to go to soccer practice after school, Jen. I'm sorry."

I sighed and said, "That's okay, it just seems like it's been so
long since we've had any time together."

"Maybe we can spend some time after dinner. We can go swimming or
something."

"I was thinking of something else," I giggled.

"I know, we've just been so busy. We'll have a chance to fool
around soon, I promise."

I nodded, smiled at him and we left for our next class. After
school, I ran into Kathy outside and she stopped me on the way to
track practice.

"Hi, Jenny, how's it going?" Kathy said as she walked up to me.

"Okay, you?"

"Great! How's that cute brother of yours?"

I looked around, started to giggle and said, "Tasty! How's yours?"

Kathy laughed and replied, "The same. I guess you figured out your
problem."

"Actually, it just worked itself out. I wasn't planning anything,
it just happened."

Kathy giggled and said, "Cool. Has he returned the favor?"

"OH YEAH! By the way, Cindy isn't better, she's not even close."

"Thanks, that's just what I wanted to hear."

"Sorry."

"I'll bet you are!"

"Not really, not at all. I have to go to track now, I'll see you
later."

"Okay, Jen. Let's get together and talk soon."

I nodded and went to the locker room to get changed. Cindy was
already there and had her track clothes on.

"Hi, Cindy, how's things with you and Kevin?" I asked as I started
to undress.

"Okay."

"Just okay?"

"Yeah, just okay."

"What happened?"

"Nothing happened, Jen."

I finished changing and we went outside. We started to warm up and
I kept pressing Cindy to find out what was going on with her and Kevin.

"Something happened, you're always talking about him and now you're
not."

"Kevin and I are breaking up."

"Why?"

"Because I won't do what he wants."

"What does he want you to do?"

"He wants to feel me up and stuff."

"I thought you said you guys were doing that."

I knew that Cindy hadn't let Kevin touch her, but I wasn't going to
let her know that I knew. If it ever got back to Kevin, my brother
would be in trouble with his friend and I didn't want that to happen.

"I lied to you, Jen. I haven't done anything but kiss him."

"Do you want to let him feel you up?"

"I'm scared to. If I let him touch my tits, he'll want get to my
pussy. The next thing you know, I'll be like Mary Jo."

"Have you talked to him about it? Have you told him how you feel?"

"No, I just keep pushing his hands away when he tries anything."

We finished our warm ups and started to jog around the track. I
thought about how open and honest my brother had become and how easy
it was to talk to him.

"Maybe if you told him, he'd understand, Cindy. Just tell him what
you will and won't do. If both of you know what's going on, you'll
probably figure it out."

"How would YOU know, you don't even have a boyfriend!" Cindy said,
and then she started to run faster, leaving me behind.

Cindy was wrong about me not having a boyfriend, but I couldn't tell
her. I wanted to help her, I wanted to tell her that everything
would be okay, but I couldn't.

I finished the practice and got dressed to go home. Cindy didn't
talk to me anymore that day and it upset me. I decided that I would
talk to Eddie and see if he thought he could help.

While I walked home I had a chance to think about what Cindy had
said. Maybe she wasn't being unreasonable, maybe she was right. If
she didn't want to have Kevin, or any other boy, touching her, why
should she? I wouldn't want to be forced to do something I didn't
want to do. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that
the reason I wanted Cindy to stay with Kevin is so she wouldn't renew
her interest in my brother.

As soon as I got home, I called Cindy and told her I was sorry for
what I had said to her. She forgave me and we talked for a few
minutes. I told Cindy she shouldn't do anything she didn't want to
do, no matter what. She confessed that she really wanted to go
further with Kevin, but, like she told me earlier, she was scared. 
Before we hung up, she said that I was right and she should talk to
Kevin before she broke up with him.

After we all ate dinner, I went to do my homework and Eddie went
outside and sat with my parents. He seemed to be doing that a lot
for a couple of days, ever since Mom and Dad got back on Sunday
night. I asked him if anything was up a couple of times, but he
always said no.

I got up and went outside to join my family and they all stopped
talking. Mom asked if I was finished with my homework and I shook my
head no.

"Your father and I were just asking Eddie if he wanted to go for a
swim, would you like to, Jen?" Mom said.

"Maybe later, I want to finish my homework first," I replied and
went back into the house.

Once my work was finished, I went back to the patio and saw that my
parents and brother were in the pool, naked. I giggled, stripped and
jumped in with them. After we all splashed around for a while, my
parents got out and left my brother and I in the water.

"What have you been talking about with Mom and Dad?" I asked Eddie.

"Just about fishing and the boat. I wanted to know what Dad learned
while he was out with Mr. Gordon."

"What did he say?"

"Dad said that Mr. Gordon told him that we have to learn to tease
the fish up so they'll take the bait. They make special things
called teasers to do it. Dad said that we were going to go to the
boat on Saturday and spend the night. We're also going to go
shopping for some more tackle."

"Can I go to the tackle store with you guys?"

"Sure, Jen."

I glanced at my parents to be sure they weren't watching us, reached
under the water and put my hand on my brother's cock. I rubbed it a
couple times and then let go so he wouldn't get too turned on.

"Can I have your dick?"

"I don't know," Eddie giggled. "What do you want it for?"

"I want to eat it!"

"You're going to make me so turned on that I won't be able to get
out of the water, Jen."

I giggled, slipped underwater and took him in my mouth for a second.
His cock quickly responded and I swam away, surfacing at the other
end of the pool. He dived under, swam over to me and grabbed me. My
brother picked me up and tossed me back into the water.

I tried to get away from him, but he was a better swimmer and easily
caught me and pushed me under. I grabbed for him, but I missed and
he swam away. Eddie and I roughhoused for a while and then our mom
told us it was time to get ready for bed.

My brother and I got out of the pool and dried off, snapping our
towels at one another.

"Okay you two," Mom said, "that's enough. One of you is going to
get hurt."

Just as Mom said that, a corner of my brother's towel connected with
my butt. I jumped and yelped, rubbing my cheek.

"Mom! Eddie hurt my butt. Make him kiss it better."

"I told you two that someone was going to get hurt," Mom chuckled. 
"Come over here and I'll kiss it better for you, Jen."

"No!" I said and then stuck my bottom lip out. "He hurt it, he
should kiss it better."

"Go ahead, Son," my dad said, "you may as well get used to it. 
Before you're through life, you're going to kiss a lot of ass,
especially woman's ass."

I giggled, bent at the waist and wiggled my behind at my brother.
"Just stop that, Harry," Mom said, and then reached out and smacked
me on the other cheek.

We were all laughing now. Eddie didn't kiss my butt, but we all had
fun at his expense.

Mom made us go in and get ready for bed. After telling my parents
goodnight, my brother and I gathered our clothes and went in the
house. I went to my room and put on a nightshirt while my brother
went to his to get dressed.

I was standing in front of my mirror, examining the red welt the
towel left on my ass. It didn't hurt, but it was still a little
warm. As I was looking at the mark, Eddie came in my room, leaned
over and kissed my bottom right in the red spot.

"Sorry, Jen, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just goofing around."

"It doesn't hurt and I was goofing around too."

I grinned and said, "I have another spot that hurts if you want to
kiss it better too."

"Where's that?"

I flopped onto my bed, lifted my legs and spread them open. I
pointed at my pussy and said, "Right there!"

Eddie laughed, bent over and kissed my vulva. He stuck out his
tongue and licked me a few times before standing up and saying, "All
better now?"

"Not even close."

"Well, I'd love to make you better, but Mom and Dad might catch us. 
I'll have to take care of it later, okay?"

I lowered my legs, pulled my nightshirt down and nodded, yes. Eddie
gave me a quick kiss and left for his room. I got up, closed my door
and went back to bed, pulling the covers over me. My hand went
directly to where my brother's tongue had been and I quickly brought
myself off.

We were all up early on Saturday morning and got ready to go to the
boat. I packed a few things in my beach bag, knowing we were only
going to be gone overnight. Once everything was in the car, we all
sat around the kitchen table.

I asked why we weren't leaving, and my dad told me he was waiting
for a telephone call. About a half an hour later, the phone rang and
my Dad quickly grabbed it. He talked for a couple of minutes, hung
up and said we could go.

"Are we going to the tackle store first?" I asked as Dad drove
towards the marina.

"No, we have to get Mr. Gordon first, he's going to help us buy what
we need," Dad said.

Dad parked the car at the marina and we all jumped out. I grabbed
my bag and was starting for the boat when my mom stopped me.

"Jen, you come with me to the store so we can get some sodas, we'll
meet your father and brother at the boat," Mom said.

I followed Mom to the marina store and we got a twelve pack of Coke,
some potato chips and a few other things. Mom seemed to be spending
a lot of time looking around and I finally asked her what was going on.

"Nothing's going on, Jenny. I just want to look around for a
minute. Is that okay?"

I nodded and after a few minutes, Mom paid for our things and we
headed for the boat.

As we walked down the pier towards our slip, my dad met us and took
the things I was carrying. We continued on our way and when we were
a few slips away, Eddie came over to us.

I thought it was strange that my dad and brother had met my mom and
I. We've gone to the store before and had always just carried out
things by ourselves. When we got to our boat I glanced at the
transom and froze in my tracks.

Across the stern of our boat, in big gold, old English lettering was
the name 'LADY GUINEVERE'.

"You named the boat," I said.

"Your brother named her," Dad said.

"Why did you call it that?" I asked Eddie.

My brother smiled and handed me a card. On the front was the
picture of a woman dressed like she was from old England. I opened
the card and read the words that had been written in my brother's
best handwriting.

"Old French form of the Welsh name Gwenhwyfar, which is composed of
the elements gwen meaning "fair, white" and hwyfar meaning "smooth".
In Arthurian legend she is the beautiful wife of King Arthur." Also
known as Jennifer.

I was speechless. I looked at my brother and then at my parents, my
mouth hanging open. I shook my head several times and then asked. 
"Why?"

Mom and Dad climbed on the boat and left me with my brother. They
went into the cabin and Eddie turned to me and smiled.

My eyes were wet with tears as I stood and stared at the name on our
boat. I was so choked up that I could barely talk. After a moment I
said, "Why did you name the boat after me?"

"I asked Dad and Mom if I could name the boat after you, Jen. They
said I could so I looked up your name and found it comes from
Guinevere. When I read what it meant, I knew it was you."

"I just don't know what to say, Eddie. You are always doing such
sweet things for me."

"It's because I love you, Jen."

I managed to keep from crying, but my eyes still watered. I wiped
them with the back of my hand and took a step closer to my brother. 
After kissing him on the cheek, I said, "Thanks, it really means a
lot to me."

Eddie put his hand on my back and pushed me towards the boat. He
stood aside, bowed and with a sweeping motion of his arm, said, "My
lady."

I giggled, offered my hand so he could kiss it and then climbed
aboard. Eddie and I went into the salon and sat down at the table
with our parents.

"What do you think about the name your brother picked for the boat,
Jen?" my mom asked.

"It's really sweet, but a little embarrassing too," I replied.

"Why is it embarrassing? I'd think you'd be flattered," Mom said.

"I am, but I don't know what to say, except thank you."

Mr. Gordon hollered from the pier and Dad told him to come aboard. 
He came into the salon and took the cup of coffee my mom offered.

"Jenny, Eddie, this is Mr. Gordon," Dad said.

"Hello, Mr. Gordon, nice to meet you," I said.

Eddie shook Mr. Gordon's hand and said, "Hello."

"Please call me Tom," Mr. Gordon said.

My brother and I both looked at my dad and when he nodded, I grinned.

"So," Tom said, "I understand you guys want to learn about fishing
for billfish. I have a son that I used to fish with, but he moved to
Texas after he got married. We still go when he's home, but that's
not too often. I'm looking forward to fishing with all of you."

"We are too," my brother said. "We tried when we were in the Keys,
but we didn't do any good."

"Does Mrs. Gordon fish? Is she coming with us?" I asked.

"Martha loves to fish. I don't know if she's coming, she wasn't
invited," Tom replied.

"You know she's welcome to come along, Tom. I'll go to your boat
and talk to her while you guys go to the tackle store," Mom said.

"Thanks, Ellen. I would never invite someone to go on your, or
anybody else's boat," Tom said. "It's sort of an unwritten rule,
just like boarding someone's boat without being asked."

"I didn't know that you weren't supposed to get on someone's boat
without being asked," Eddie said.

Tom laughed and said, "Well, if you know the person real well, it's
overlooked, but I still always announce myself."

"That just makes sense," I said. "Kind of like knocking on
someone's door at their house."

"Exactly," Tom replied and then said. "Let's take a look at what
you have in the way of tackle and make a list. If we don't get
going, we'll waste the day."

Mom went to the Gordon's boat and the rest of us checked the tackle
then headed for the tackle store. When we got to the store and went
inside, a man came over, greeted Tom and shook his hand.

"Sid," Tom said, "this is, Jennifer, Edward and Harry Shockley. 
They have that forty-four Luhrs in the marina near my boat. This
young man and young lady are interested in learning to fish for the
big ones."

The man at the store shook our hands and my brother and I told him
to call us by our nicknames. He chuckled and led us to a small table
near the back of the store, offered my brother and I sodas and my dad
and Tom coffee.

"Okay, lets get started," Sid said, looking at Tom. "What do they
have and what do they need?"

"They have some good rods and reels, but they are lacking in the
terminal tackle area. We need to get some teasers, leaders, hooks
and the like. I also want to re-spool the reels with twenty pound
Ande monofilament, if they are ever going to fish any of the IGFA
tournaments, they need to learn to fish light," Tom told Sid.

"Do you want tournament grade or the premium Ande?" Sid asked.

"We'll start them off with the cheap stuff, they'll lose a lot of
line learning to fight the fish. Give us two two-pound spools to
start."

My brother, Dad and I sat and listened to the two men talk as Tom
told Sid what we needed and Sid made suggestions. Sid kept getting
up, going to the shelves and returning with several of the items he
and Tom discussed.

"Are you sure you want to get all of this stuff at one time, Harry. 
We can always get some of my tackle," Tom said to my dad.

"No, thanks for offering, but if Jen and Eddie want to do this, I
want them to have what they need," Dad replied.

"You two kids must be pretty special," Sid said. "Most fathers
wouldn't spend this much money to see if their kids like to fish."

I blushed when Dad replied, "They're very special, Sid. They never
give their mom or I a bit of trouble and we never have to worry about
what they're up to. I would much rather have them out on the boat
than doing some of the things other kids their age do."

"You must be proud of these guys, Harry," Sid said.

"To say the least," Tom said. "Martha and I spent last weekend with
Harry and his wife and that's all they talked about."

Now both my brother and I were blushing. Dad saw the conversation
was making us uncomfortable and changed the subject.

"So what else do we need?" Dad asked.

"How about a tag stick and tags?" Sid said.

"Yes, we also need a line cutter," Tom replied.

"What's a line cutter?" Eddie said.

"It's a long pole with a sharp cutter at the end of it. We'll use
it to cut the line as close to the fish as we can," Tom said.

We spent about two hours at the tackle shop getting the things Tom
and Sid suggested. After Dad paid for everything, we left the shop. 
We all grabbed several bags and headed for the van.

The rest of the day was spent learning how to rig the tackle and tie
knots. I never knew there were so many different knots used in
fishing, but by the late afternoon, I knew how to tie a lot of them. 
Eddie and I put the tackle into the drawers of the tackle-station in
the cockpit, labeling the drawers as we filled them.

Mom and Mrs. Gordon came over to the boat, carrying several bags. 
They had gone to the store and bought food for dinner. After stowing
the food in the galley, they came out to the cockpit to see what my
brother and I were doing.

Eddie and I were replacing the line on the fishing reels. I was
holding a large spool of line, using a long screwdriver as an axel,
and my brother was winding onto a reel. After we finished one reel,
we switched and he held the line while I turned the crank.

Tom told us about tensioning the line and making sure the reels were
filled to the proper capacity as well as keeping the green fishing
line evenly distributed on the reels. While my brother and I worked,
Tom explained drag and how to set it correctly.

Once the reels were filled with new line and put away, we all
relaxed for a while. Tom talked about boat control and how the use
the boat to help the person that was fighting a fish.

"Look what the man at the tackle store gave Eddie and I, Mom," I
said, pulling a bunch of tee shirts out of a bag.

Mom held up one of the white tee shirts and looked at the back. It
had 'Sid's Tackle Stop' printed in big red letters, and a picture of
a marlin. She went through the stack of shirts, separating the small
ones from the large and folding them.

"These are very nice," Mom said. "Would you please put them away
for me, Jen."

I took the shirts to the stateroom and put them into a drawer. My
mom had been stocking clothes on the boat for all of us and the
drawers were getting full. After I put the shirts away, I went back
out and asked if anyone wanted something to drink.

"I'll have a Coke," Eddie said.

My dad asked for four beers and I went to the bridge to get the
beverages out of the refrigerator, carried them down and passed them
out.

"Are you going fishing with us in the morning, Mrs. Gordon?" I asked.

"No, your mom and I are going to stay here and maybe do some
shopping," she replied.

"Do you like to fish?" I said.

"It's okay, but I don't like it as much as Tom does. I'm glad that
he's found someone to fish with him," Mrs. Gordon replied.

Mom and Mrs. Gordon went to fix dinner and I went to help. I made a
salad while they seasoned chicken breasts and put them into the
broiler. Once the salad was made, I sat at the table and listened to
my mom talk to the older woman.

"So, how long have you and Tom been boating?" Mom said.

"The entire time we've been married, twenty five years. The Viking
is our fourth boat."

"Are you going to take it north this summer?"

"Yes, we'll leave as soon as it gets warmer in New York. We have a
home on Long Island."

"It must be a long trip."

"It's not too bad, we love the cruise. We take our time and make
several stops along the way."

"Does Tom fish up north too?"

"Oh yes, just about every day he can. He has a group of friends up
there that spend most of the summer chasing the fish. They compete
in a bunch of tournaments, and do quite well."

"Tom said that he has won some money fishing. I never knew that
people fished for money," Mom said.

"He won a tournament last summer and won twenty-five thousand
dollars."

"Wow!" I said. "That's a lot of money."

Mrs. Gordon laughed and said, "That's not near as much as it costs
to keep the boat."

When dinner was ready, I went out and called the men in to the
cabin. We ate dinner and talked about the trip we had planned for
the next morning. Once we were finished, my brother and I did the
dishes while the adults went outside.

"Mrs. Gordon said that Tom won twenty-five thousand dollars in a
fishing tournament last summer," I said.

"I know, he told Dad and I about it. He said that there is a
tournament almost every weekend at one port or another. There are
even professional fishermen and that's all they do," Eddie said.

"Wouldn't it be cool to be able to do that?"

"Yeah, but it takes a lot of money. Besides, we could never compete
with the pros, they all have years of experience on us."

I put my hands on my hips, stared at my brother and cocked my head.

"Do you think they were born knowing how to fish?"

"Well, no, of course not."

"We could learn. Why couldn't we learn to fish and be completive?"

"I guess we could, maybe Dad will let us enter a tournament
someday," Eddie said.

We finished the dishes, talking about fishing tournaments. I knew
it was a pipe dream, but it was fun to talk about it anyway. After
the last pan was put away, I glanced at the door to the cockpit and
noticed that our parents and the Gordon's had their backs to us. I
put my arms around my brother's waist, kissed him and gave him a hug.

"Thanks for thinking of me when you named the boat, Eddie."

"You're welcome, Jen."

"Maybe later, I'll have a chance to thank you properly."

"How's that?"

I reached between us, rubbed his cock and said, "By playing with
this thing and sucking it."

"You don't have to do that for me."

"I'm not going to do it for just you, it's for me too."

"You really like doing that?"

"Yes, I love it. I told you that before."

"I know, but it's just hard to believe that someone as hot as you
wants to mess around with me."

"I love you, Eddie, it's not just messing around, not for me, anyway."

"I love you too. I know it's not just messing around, but I don't
know what else to call it."

"I really don't care what we call it, as long as we get to do it."

We both laughed and then headed outside to see what was going on. 
Our parents were still talking with Mr. and Mrs. Gordon and drinking
coffee. I asked Eddie if he wanted to go for a walk and he nodded.

My brother and I walked along the pier and looked at the other
boats. Most of the boats were cruisers, but a few were fishing boats
like ours. Eddie pointed out some of the equipment on the other
boats, telling me what it was for, if he knew. We walked for about
an hour and then went back to our boat.

As soon as I could see the name across the transom of our boat, my
heart fluttered. I was still amazed that my brother had chosen the
name he had. We climbed aboard and went in the salon to watch
television until it was time for bed.

It was about ten o'clock when Mom and Dad came in and told my
brother and I it was time to get to bed. They reminded us that we
had to be up early and it was going to be a long day.

Eddie and I went to the stateroom that we had been sharing and
changed into our nightclothes. I put on a long tee shirt and he just
climbed onto the top berth in his boxers. Mom stopped in on her way
to bed, told us goodnight and left, closing the door behind her.

I thought about staying awake so Eddie and I could fool around. I
wanted to kiss him and feel his arms around me. My hand drifted to
my crotch and I began rubbing myself as I thought about his tongue
against my pussy. I slipped my hand into my panties and stroked my
clit as I remembered the first time he went down on me. As my
excitement rose, I moved my finger to my opening and slid into my
sex. Finally, I couldn't take anymore so I got up and stood on my
bed and looked at my brother.

Eddie was asleep, his back to me. I considered waking him, but
decided against it. Once I was back under the covers, I finished
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