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Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2005 20:17:53 +0000
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SUSAN: THEIR FIRST TIME
I had been having fantasies about my brother Mike for months before I did
anything about it. I hadn't any real experience with sex before and was really
curious about it. I guess you could say I was horny, but I wasn't even sure what
that meant, to be honest.
The few guys I had been dating I didn't trust enough to feel comfortable with,
so we never got past a little petting. The urge to go further was there,
certainly, but not the faith.
So I'd come home from my dates and go to bed. Mike's bedroom was next to
mine. In fact, our beds were on opposite sides of the same wall. Sometimes I
could hear him masturbating. When he really got going, his bed would squeak
and bump my wall.
Boy was it frustrating coming home from a date and then listening to Mike having
fun. I think that's when I started thinking about going to his room and
`helping' him. It took a few months before I got up the nerve - and had the
opportunity - to try anything.
Our parents had gone away for the weekend. Late Friday night, Mike said
goodnight and headed up to bed. I stayed downstairs, all nervous and scared. A
few minutes later, I snuck quietly up the stairs and listen- ed at Mike's door.
Sure enough, I could hear the bed squeaking. I took a deep breath and knocked
on the door.
"Can I come in?" I called out softly.
"Um...ah.." Mike stammered. Guess he was trying to buy a little time to get
himself arranged. "Ah.... sure," he said finally.
I opened the door and walked in. He lay in bed with the covers up to his bare
chest. Hopefully, I'd soon find out if he was bare below the waist as well. The
curtains were open and pale light filled into the room.
"Something wrong?" Mike asked, a look of guilt on his face. I think he was
afraid he had gotten `caught' playing with himself.
"No, not really," I said as I walked slowly across the room. My heart was
pounding and I felt like I could barely talk. I sat on the edge of his bed,
about at his waist level.
"It's just that...I can hear you playing with your- self through the walls," I
said finally. "And..um..I was wondering if you'd let me watch you."
"What?" Mike said as he blushed. "You want to watch me?"
"If you don't mind," I said hurriedly. "It's..well ..I've never really seen a
guy naked before and I keep hearing you masturbate. I'd really like to watch."
Mike was silent. I don't think he quite believed me.
"Are you serious?" he asked finally.
"Yes," I said with a nod of my head. "I'd love to see you play with yourself."
Still, he hesitated. But I noticed that the sheet was sticking up a little bit.
I was reassured - he got excited just at the idea.
"You can say no if you don't want to," I assured him. "But if you do, I think
it'll be fun. And I'll never, ever tell anyone." I was trying to be fair, to
give him the chance to say no if he wanted, but then I cheated a little. I
placed my hand on his arm, resting it lightly, almost caressing him.
"Um...ok," he said finally. By then, the sheet was sticking almost straight
up in the air. He had tried hiding it by drawing his knees up but it was
still obvious.
"Really?" I asked eagerly.
"Sure," he said slowly. "You can watch."
"Oh, thank you, Mike!" He didn't make any moves, so I asked if I could pull the
covers down. Blushing furiously, he nodded.
I stood up and slowly slid the sheet down his body. Down his naked body, I
soon discovered. Once the sheet was down past his penis, I threw it off the
bed entire- ly.
Finally, I was looking at a man's naked body! He was hard and I was kinda
surprised at the color. Now, years later, I can say that he was probably average
in size, but back then he looked pretty big. My first thought was how in the
world something like that would ever fight inside my little pussy.
"God, it looks good," I said softly. "You look good." Mike didn't answer.
Instead, he just lay there, breathing hard. "Go ahead and touch yourself."
He didn't move. Then I realized he was too embar- rassed to play with himself in
front of his sister.
"It's ok, Mike," I reassured him. "Everyone mas- turbates. Wanna know
something?" He nodded. "Alot of times, when I hear you through the wall
masturbating, I start masturbating too. Almost as if we were playing with each
other. So it's ok."
Still, he hesitated, as if this was some kind of trap. Finally, he spoke.
"You touch it."
"You sure you want me to?" I asked, praying he'd say yes. I'd wanted to touch
him from the start, but didn't want to push him.
"Yes," he said in a strained voice. "Please touch it."
"Okay!" I said with a grin.
I had never touched a man like that before and my heart was hammering as I
reached out. Pretty nervous about actually touching his penis, I placed my hand
on his thigh first. Mike jumped a bit at the contact. I stroked his leg, moving
more towards the inner thigh while watching his reaction.
Mike's head was tilted back and his eyes were tightly shut. He was even biting
his lower lip, so I guessed it was feeling pretty good. His legs spread
slightly, kinda rolling outward so there was more inner thigh exposed. I took
that as my cue and continued stroking, moving upward towards his groin. When my
hand brushed his testicles, he jumped and moaned.
"That feel good?" I asked.
"Oh God yes!"
"Good," I said with a grin. It was so neat to get Mike so excited. A strange
sense of power seemed to come over me as I got my brother more and more turned
on. Again and again, I let my hand `accidentally' brush his testicles. Each time
I was rewarded with a twitch and a groan. Then I trailed my fingers up the side
of his pelvis, softly touching his pubic hair.
"Oh God, oh God," Mike was murmuring over and over again. Finally, he pulled a
pillow over his face to muffle his moans.
I played with his stomach a bit, lightly tracing circles around his navel,
before working my way back down. I was drawn to his testicles again, since he
seemed to like it so much when I brushed up against them. I used my finger tips
to kind cup them and slowly stroked over the surface of his sack.
His penis looked rock hard, with veins throbbing. I noticed a drop of clear
liquid appear at the tip.
It was time, I decided.
Time to touch his penis.
I ran one finger up his erect penis, so softly that I was barely touching him.
Up to the tip. Every muscle in his body seemed to go tense and his penis was
jerking a bit as I touched the head. I smeared the liquid all over the head,
making it slick.
"Mmfffuummmmmmmmmf." Mike's smothered voice mur- mured from under the pillow.
He seemed lost, unaware of me or what was going on. Just lost in the excitement
and pleasure.
By then I was biting my own lip in excitement. I really didn't expect to get
that excited playing with Mike's body like this, but I could feel the dampness
in my panties.
Finally, I gripped his penis in my hand and stroked slowly. It didn't take much.
I'm not even sure if I really started stroking him before he started coming.
"Agghhghhh!" he screamed as his cum exploded out of him. I kept stroking, moving
my hand faster and faster as I watched in amazement. Gush after gush of semen
flew from him as his body jerked and twitched and clenched.
It seemed that his semen was everywhere - some hit his pillow, some his chest,
and the last few spurts dribbled down his penis over my hand.
God, it was amazing! I kept stroking and watching. I loved the way his cum made
his penis so slippery!
"Stop," he cried, placing his hand on mine. "It's too sensitive right
now," he gasped out. His eyes were still clenched shut and his entire body
seemed flushed.
Mike seemed like he needed time to calm down, so, with my dry hand, I stroked
his leg to try to comfort him. To let him know it was alright. It seemed to be
forever before his breathing slowed.
"Did you like it?" I asked naively.
Mike opened his eyes at last and looked at me.
"It was incredible, Susan. Thank you." He seemed to get a bit embarrassed
with me seeing him like that. I could tell he was looking around for the
sheet to cover up.
"You really liked it? It felt good?" I asked again.
"Oh God yes," he said. "I've never had an orgasm like that before in my life."
"Good," I said with a blush. "Then maybe you'd like to do it to me?"
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