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Subject: Title story: "BATHROOM PEEPER" Author: Incest Sis 60737831
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Date: Tue, 29 Nov 2005 04:02:52 +0000
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BATHROOM PEEPER OK, so I admit it, I peeked on my brother in the bathroom. It
wasn't really like, my fault though. My father had been remodeling one of the
upstairs bathrooms, which adjoined my brother's room, but not mine. I had to
walk all the way down the hall to use the bathroom, and my father decided that
he could just add a door leading to my room. This incurred some movement of the
plumbing, which he stuck in my closet. There, he built a trap that could be
opened to service the plumbing if something went wrong. It was pretty neat, too.
It worked just fine, and now, I had a door leading to the bathroom, and the wall
in the closet had a removable wooden plate, built right into the wall --- that
afforded a great view of the bathroom, from the bottom, where the pipes went
into the wall. I found this out by accident, really. I was rummaging in my
closet for my fresh pair of sneakers when I heard the shower running. I could
see a little point of light streaming out of the wooden plate that my father had
put there, and I simply lifted the plate. The shelving under the bathroom sink
didn't have any doors my father left it open to give the room a special look,
with little metal shelves. It almost looked like a department store shelf for
shampoo and shit like that. Well, there was absolutely no backing on the shelves
at all. The only backing, really, was the plate I had just moved aside gently. I
had a great view of the entire bathroom --- including the naked form behind the
frosted glass of the shower stall. I could feel my pussy twitch and moisten at
the thought of seeing my brother naked. I could make out his form, moving
around, and I could see a dark patch at his groin --- that was obviously his
pubic hair. I reached into my shorts and pulled the hem of my panties aside. I
could feel my wet pussy lips, and I moved my finger to my clit, rubbing the
little nub gently as I watched my brother's naked body through the frosted glass
of the shower stall. Then the water stopped running, and my heart leaped in my
chest. I was going to see him naked, now, I thought. He was going to slide the
door open, step out, and dry off. He did exactly that, and I was shocked. I had
no idea at all how big my brother's cock was, and here it was, walking right
toward me, semi-erect. He wasn't circumcised, and I could see the tip of the
head of his cock as the skin was pulled back just a little. His dick swayed with
every step, and so did his balls. He stopped in front of the sink and pulled the
towel off the rack. Right in front of me, his cock was less than two feet away
from me. He dried himself slowly, and I suddenly felt pangs of guilt at watching
him in his private moments like this, but I was too far gone with my own heated
sexual frenzy to feel all that guilty. Guilty, yes, but too turned on to do
anything about it, I guess I could say. His cock was right in front of me I was
looking right up at it. I could see his heavy, hairy balls hanging, just above
eye level. I could make out the wrinkles of skin in his ball sac. He turned
around, showing me his firm, round buttocks. Bending over, he wiped his feet and
the lower parts of his legs, giving me an excellent view of his balls hanging
between his legs, two large brown, hair-flecked orbs tugging at the skin to his
ball sac. Good Lord, I thought, nearly whispering it aloud. My finger moved
faster and faster, and I was near orgasm. He stood and turned toward me, and
now, his cock was a little harder, and he moved over, looking at his body in the
full length mirror adjacent to my bedroom. I could still see him --- better, in
fact, than I could before. I could see his dick sticking out slightly from an
angle now, his heavy balls swaying as he moved this way and that. Then, to my
amazement and delight, he reached down and gripped his cock at the base, tugging
on it, playing with it gently. I sighed, aloud, loud enough for him to hear me.
He suddenly turned and looked around, then looked down at me, then knelt even
closer. "Tammy!" he said aloud. My heart pounding in my chest, I moved away
quickly, replacing the wooden cover with shaking hands. I moved out of my
closet, my body shaking from the fear of discovery. I sat on the edge of my bed,
wondering how the hell I was going to explain myself. My bedroom door opened,
and there stood Chad, my brother, towel wrapped around his mid section. He just
stood there and looked at me for a moment, then walked into the room and closed
and latched the door behind him. He walked right up to me, his crotch at eye
level with me. He didn't say a word at all, nothing. He reached down and tugged
at the towel, pulling it away from his body. His cock was now once again in my
face, only closer, and now, there was no intervening wall. It just hung there,
then slowly, it began to throb and move, and grow larger and longer. It jerked
and swayed, and I couldn't take my eyes from the fleshy, growing snake in front
of me. "You wanted to see this?" he asked, his voice thick and husky. I nodded,
my face aflame with shame. I couldn't take my eyes of that big, fat dick in
front of me, though. It was still growing, pointing right at me now, the bulbous
head nearly clear of the foreskin, swaying and moving and throbbing. He thrust
his hips forward a bit, the massive dick now inches from my mouth. It jerked and
swayed, now standing straight up in the air, the massive, purple head split down
the middle on the underside. "Touch it, Tammy," he said. I couldn't help myself.
I reached up and touched the smooth skin of the purple head, then ran my fingers
down the throbbing shaft to the forest of thick black hairs at the base of it.
With my other shaking hand, I reached up and cupped his heavy hanging balls,
feeling of the heavy orbs within the hairy sac. My pussy was once again tingling
and moist, and I resisted the urge to move a finger to my pussy and play with
myself. "Kiss it," he said gently. He thrust his hips a little farther forward,
pressing the underside of the shaft against my nose and forehead. I puckered my
lips and kissed it, and then, ran my tongue around on it. "Oh God, yes!" he
said. "Tammy, hold it in your hand and lick the head of it, lick it all over."
Slowly, with his coaxing, I began licking the head of his cock, tasting the tangy-
salty pre cum oozing from the head of it, and then, I sucked his balls, gently,
one at a time, into my mouth. My pussy was flowing with juices now, and I needed
release. Then, he told me to take the whole thing in my mouth, and he reached
down and stroked it as it hit the back of my throat. His cock suddenly jerked,
and my mouth was flooded with his salty, hot cum. I loved it, loved the feel of
the jerking cock inside my mouth, loved his hairy balls against my chin, and I
could have cum with just one touch, which is what I did. I reached into my pants
and touched my clit, one time, and my body shook with orgasm as I swallowed my
brother's hot cum. "You liked that?" he asked at long last, his cock shrinking
in my mouth. He pulled it out, and stood there in front of me, looking down at
me. I nodded. "I'm sorry," I began. He shrugged. "Nah, no big deal, just
curious, I guess, hell I would have done the same thing, I think, given half the
chance." He smiled at me. "But, you know, now, you've seen me naked, how about
like, turning the tables?" I agreed, and he stepped away as I stood and began
removing my clothes. We had a lot of interesting fun that day, and we still do.
--- Tammy R., Orlando, FL
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