                                              All In The Family (m14g11)

This never happened. I wish it had, but it's all fiction.  So, read and enjoy but remember, it's MY fantasy, not yours. Please don't steal my fantasy without my permission.

Secondly, no one ever writes to tell me they liked my story. Well, ALMOST no one. I get maybe one acknowledgement for every 1,000 people who read my stories. PLEASE write to tell me what you liked or didn't like and help me become better at this. Besides, I like to have my ego stroked. A REALLY nice letter from a really sexy girl might even get me off. Wanna try?

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I found this neat story site a couple of months ago so now I read some almost every day and then go into the bathroom and jerk off. I keep my eyes closed and imagine I'm  the guy in a story I just read and that my hand is really the girl's hand -- or her pussy. I opened my eyes once and saw this skinny kid -- me -- sitting on the toilet stroking his meat. What a turn-off! So now I keep my eyes closed. 

Well, I was reading some really cool stuff after school the other day when I noticed my little sister standing behind me and reading over my shoulder. "Oh, shit!" I thought. "She shouldn't see this stuff. She's only 11." I quickly flipped to another site.

"What's all this stuff about sex you're reading?" she asked.

"Just stuff," I said. I think I was turning all red in the face, though, so Sis knew I was embarassed.

"Lemme see," she said. 

"You're too young."

"No I'm not."

"Are too."

"Are not. I'm getting boobs already."

"No shit," I gasped. I couldn't believe it. Linda was only 11and in 6th grade.

"Yeah, shit," she spit at me. "I got boobs so I can read sex stuff, too."

"You don't got no boobs."

"Yes, I do."

"So, prove it!" Geez, did I just say that to my own sister?

"So, if I show you my boobs can I read some stories with you? That one you were reading was pretty cool."

"Umm..." Now she had me. I really wanted to see if she had anything on her chest yet but I wasn't sure it was a good idea for her to be reading sexy stuff yet. Shit! What to do? "Ok," I said, finally. "Lift your shirt." I could already feel I was getting a stiffy, just thinking about it -- seeing my little sister's titties, I mean.

I turned around to face her. She stepped back a little bit and unbuttoned her blouse. Shit. She had a little bra on; not a real one 'cause there wasn't anyhting inside it that I could see. "You gotta take the bra off, too," I told her. "I can't see anything yet."

"Hold yer horses dick-head," she said.

"'Dick head?' You call me 'Dick-head?'"

"I do when you're being one," she answered as she reached back to undo the bra. Then she reached up and took hold of the shoulder straps and lifted it off.

Wow! She did have tits; not big ones but nice little ones -- small cones with pink puffy nipples, like pink snow caps on white volcanoes. "Shit, Sis. You're right! Those are great!"

"Whattaya mean 'great?' They're still tiny -- but they're tits."

"No. I think they're beautiful."

"You're just saying that."

"No, I do."

"Well, anyway, I got tits, so can I read stories with you?"

"I guess. But it feels kinda wierd having my sis read this stuff while I watch."

"Why? Girls talk about sex, just like boys."

"So, what do you talk about"

"Oh, you know, what a guy would look like with his clothes off or what you'd like to do if you were on a date. Stuff like that."

"Ok."

"Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"Sometimes I think about what you'd look like without your clothes," she said, blushing a little. 

"Hey! You're not supposed to think like that. I'm your brother.

"Yeah, I know. But I do -- sometimes."

I should mention that Linda and I have always shared a room. We have a small house with just two bedrooms. Our folks said they'd always intended to buy a bigger house when we got older but now times were tough and they couldn't afford one, so we'd just have to "adjust" -- that's the word they used. Adjust.

We each had a bed -- one on each side of the room -- and a little desk and chair for studying. About a year ago Linda made me turn my back while she got into her PJs, or else she would change in the bathroom but mostly she just had me turn away. I just figured she was getting bitchy like a lot of girls do but I didn't realize she was "growing up" with tits and all.

"What else do you think about?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out," she said, giggling. "So... can we read that story?"

I flipped back to the story page. Linda pulled her chair from across the room and sat next to me. "Start over," she said. "I didn't see the first part."

"But I already read that part," I said."

"Geez. Just lemme read it."

I wasn't sure this was gonna work. I felt funny having my sis right there while I was getting turned on by a story and surely she would know what I was doing when I went into the bathroom right after reading one. Besides, I used to play with myself while I was reading -- getting my dick all hard and sensitive before I went in to jerk off. I wouldn't be able to do that, either.

So, I flipped back to the beginning and watched Linda as she read the first part. She was leaning forward all engrossed in what she was reading. Coincidentally, the story was about an older sister who seduced her younger brother. I had been at the part where she was sucking his cock when I noticed Londa reading over my shoulder. It was kinda embarassing when she got to that part but she didn't say anything. 

So now we were reading together about how they got into bed and fucked for the first time. When the story ended, Linda sat back and said, "Wow! That was awesome!" I noticed she had her hand down between her legs but I didn't say anything. 

We live in Colorado, on the western slope, they call it. It's really neat here but it gets super cold in winter and our house isn't insulated very well so we get undressed and into bed really fast when it's cold. It was a few days after we had read the sex story together that our bedroom was really, really cold. It must have been down near zero outside. We had been reading a story about how a girl gives a handjob to her boyfriend but the room was getting so cold our teeth were chattering.

"I can't read any more, Linda," I said. "I'm so cold I gotta get under the covers."

"Ok," she answered. I'm cold, too. Don't look while I get into my pjs. Ok?"

"Ok," I said. "I'm gonna get undressed, too." I sleep nude, so I shucked off my clothes as fast as I could and jumped into bed.

"Don't look!" she ordered as I pulled the covers up.

"Ok," I said and turned to face the wall while she got her pjs on.

Linda jumped into bed and I heard her scream, "Yeeoww!"

"What's wrong?" I called out.

"It's soooo coooold," she said. I could hear her shivering as she spoke.

"Geez, you sissy. Those are flannel sheets and you've got your pjs on."

"I know. But it's freezing." There was a brief pause while I heard her chattering. Then, "Mikey?"

"What?"

"Can I come over there and get warm?"

"What a wus," I said.

"Come on. Don't be such a shit-head."

"Geez. First it was 'dick-head,' now it's 'shit-head.'"

"Well, don't be mean. Let me come cuddle until I warm up. You're always hot."

"You're saying I'm hot?"

"I mean your body is always hot -- like a radiator. I need your body right now."

"You need my body?"

"Not like that, dummy. I need your warmth for a little bit. I'm freezing."

"Ok. Come on over."

"YESSSS!" was all I heard as she jumped out of her own bed and into mine. She lifted the covers and slid in beside me, spooning her body next to mine.

"Aaaahhh! I said as her frigid feet touched my calves.

"What?"

"You're frigging cold," I said.

"I told you."

"Yeah." 

"You're naked," she said when her cold hand landed on my thigh.

"I thought you knew that. I always sleep in the nude."

"I forgot. How can you do that when it's so cold?"

"Like you said, I'm always hot."

"Yeah. You feel good."

"Put your arms around me and scrunch up tight," I told her. She snuggled tight and reached over with one arm intending, I think, to put it on my stomach. But my dick was responding to the feeling of a girl's body pressed against mine, even though she was in pajamas. It was a really neat feeling. Like I said, though, her hand went around to my front and landed right on top of my hard dick.

"Oops," she said, pulling it away.

I swallowed hard before speaking. "Felt kinda nice, actually."

"You mean my hand on your dick?"

"Yeah."

"I didn't do it on purpose," she said.

"I know."

"But you liked it?"

"Yeah."

"Should I do it again?"

"If you want."

"You mean like in the story?" she asked.

"If you want."

"We're not supposed to do that."

"Yeah, I know," I said. "But it felt nice."

"Maybe I could just touch it for a while."

"If you want."

"You keep saying that. Would you like it if I touched it again?"

"Yes."

"Ok. As long as it's ok."

"It's ok." I felt her hand move slowly down across my stomach until it touched my hard dick. Then I felt her fingers fumble around while she figured out where it was and how big. Her hand went lower until she found my ball sack, which she explored with her fingertips.

"Am I doing it right?"

"Doing what?"

"Feeling you."

"There's no right or wrong. I just like the feeling of your hand touching me."

"I like it, too. It's so soft and warm down there." Linda kept her hand and fingers moving as she explored everything. Finally she said, "Mikey?"

"Yes."

"In the story, the girl was, like, jerking the boy off."

"How do you know about that?"

"I know lots of stuff."

"I guess."

"So.... do you want me to, you know, like, do that to you?"

"You want to jerk me off?"

"Only if you want."

"Geez, sis, what guy wouldn't like that?

"So, you'd like it?"

"Yes."

"I've never done it. Would you show me how?"

"Just wrap your fingers around it lightly and move your hand up and down slowly." I felt her grasp my cock and start to move her hand. Ohhhhh this was sooo much better than I ever imagined. No girl had ever done this for me before.

"Am I doing it right?" she whispered.

"Yes," I said. "Just like that." Her hand was moving the entire length of my cock, her fingers rubbing against the glans and head at the top of every stroke. The feeling was wonderful! 

It didn't take long before I could feel my balls begin to boil, prefacing an orgasm. "I'm gonna cum pretty quick, sis," I said. 

"Cool," she said.

"It's gonna get all messy," I said. Meanwhile, her hand kept moving up and down  on my hard cock and I kept getting closer and closer.  "Soon now," I said as I rolled onto my back. "Keep going....a little faster....yeah, like that."

It took only a few momets more before I erupted. A huge rope of cum shot out onto my chest, then another not quite so far; another onto my stomach. Then it began to just ooze out and run down her fingers. Linda was watching it all with the light from the window.

"That was soooo cool," she said as she let go of me. "You got your stuff all over you and there's some on my hand, too."

"We gotta get something -- get my shorts on the floor.  Linda rolled out of bed and found my shorts. "Wipe it off," I told her. She wiped her hand first, then proceeded to clean me up as much as possible.

"What should I do with them?" she asked. 

"Just toss them on the floor." She did.

"I'm cold again," she said. "Can I get back in bed with you?"

"I think I'll take my pajamas off. Is that ok?"

"Sure," I said.

"Ok. Turn around." Again I turned on my side to face the wall. Pretty soon I felt her slide into bed and then I felt her against me, skin-to-skin. And, as she scrunched up against me,  I could feel her little titties poking me in the back. We both drifted off to sleep.

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I write, usually about a young girl and an older man, for my own pleasure. This one's a little different but it's still entirely a fiction from my warped imagination.

Sometimes true stories are better than what I can imagine. Readers have emailed me from time to time to tell me their own true stories. Some of the stories I've posted are based, albeit with names and places changed, on those reader experiences. If YOU would like me to turn your true story into a peice of erotic fiction, let me know. I'll write it if I think I can do it justice.

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