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Date: Tue, 31 May 2005 01:16:31 +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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