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Date: Mon, 19 May 2008 00:35:50 +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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