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Family Paries and Aftermath

Note: This is not the Jeremy or Aimes story. This is before Jeremy and after Aimes. I will continue other stories later..
I had built up quite a reputation at my school. The boy prone to injuries who use to be “Best friends” With Aimes Jefferson. The one who kept to himself and did not put up with other peoples shit. People began to try to talk to me, to notice me.
School had just ended for November Thanksgiving break. I had already been flooded with text messages to hang out, go places, eat and go out of town with others families. I ignored them, I would not acknowledge anyone until I knew why I was so popular all of a sudden.
The first day into the vacation there was a party. A family party. My aunt was hosting a fundraiser for her church. My family and her family along with family friends of ours and there’s were there. There was a boy there, a boy to say the least. He was tall and tan. His hair was shaved and he was wearing nice black pants and a black shirt. He had on these suspenders that pulled his shirt back showing the outline of a beautiful chest.
I kept noticing him, not because he was hot, but because he kept looking at me. A contributing factor was also that he had been at other parties and I wasn’t related to him. He would serve wine at the bar, obviously to young to be doing so. He would make his rounds at the party, busting a move every now and then on the dance floor.
The funny thing was, it looked like he was doing all this for me to notice him. I did what I do best and ignored him.
The break had ended and the first day back to school was like any other. I went to class and did what I had to do. Random people came up to me talking and I didn’t pay attention. I was gazing out the window in fourth period when I almost stopped breathing. Walking across the way was him, the boy from the party!
I thought he didn’t go to this school, he seemed like a private school kid from down the road. He walked past the window and I had to follow.
I excused myself from the classroom and followed him. He seemed not to have notice me and kept going. He went into the bathroom and after a minute I went in too. He was in the stall the farthest to the wall. I took the stall next to it. I didn’t know what I was doing and why I was there.
I began to hear grunting. He was mumbling something. Breathing heavily. I don’t know why, but my dick began to grow. He started saying things like “Oh yah, suck me”. It was until then that I realized he was jerking off since there wasn’t anybody else in there, judging by the feet on the floor.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I took off my shorts and took my cock in my hand. I began to jerk furiously, thrusting my hips up and down. I was getting close, he was breathing faster. I shoved my hand against the stall wall and his hit the same spot, but on the other side. I began to cum, I heard moaning from his side which indicated he was too. I cleaned up and exited the stall the same time he did. We ran into each other and he pushed me against the wall on accident. “Um, uh, sorry” I said. “No big deal” he said, still pressed up against me. “Uh, I have to go now” I said. “Oh yah, erm, right” he said.
I rushed out of the bathroom, completely intoxicated.
The following weeks I jerked furiously to this moment and what happened. It was so hot to me.
I hadn’t seen him at school, then I thought I never saw him at school.
My school days dragged on as normal. Same occurrences everyday. One night I went home and plopped on my bed, exhausted. My arm fell from the bed to something on the floor. I reached under and picked it up. It was last year’s yearbook. I had been wondering where that went too.
I opened it and flipped through the various pictures. But one in particular caught my eye. It was the boy I had been fantasizing about. HE was with two other boys and they were jumping for joy with a trophy in their hands. The best part was, they were in speedos.
His body was just like I expected, chiseled and godlike. I jerked off and off and off to this. The picture said “Juniors Jake Harding, Matt Kelter, and James Boehner celebrate their victory”. Jake Harding. He was him. He was a senior now though! And me, a sophomore. A mere blip on the radar.
I began to think of him more and more. School dragged on and on and on.
One day after school I was in the locker room, cleaning. I had gotten in trouble for a lot of tardys and this is how I had to deal with it. It was two hours after school was finished and I was almost done. The boy’s water polo team had just been in here and I took extra long to gaze at their bodies and their scantily clad bodies.
I was going through picking up towels when I heard whistling. I went into the bathroom and someone was in the stall. Perfect. Now I had to wait for them to leave so I could lock up. I picked up a bag of trash and was walking it out to the dumpster. I picked up the bag and as I was lifting it, it broke. And tissue and food went all over me. Ew.
I ran back to the locker room, stripping my clothes and throwing them into a bag. I Jumped in the shower and began to let the water fall over me. It was cold, unbelievably cold. I turned to the wall and leaned against it. The shiver causing me to convulse. I didn’t notice that a shower next to me had been turned on. “You can share my shower if you want” I heard someone say. I looked over to see Jake standing there, his speedo clinging for dear life to his body.
“Th-th-anks, b-b-b-b-ut im f-f-f-inwe.” I stammered out. “Come on, mine super hot, and besides you could catch a cold” I smiled and ran over to his shower. He stepped aside and I stood under his shower head. I still shivered uncontrollably as the warm water flowed over me. I turned and leaned my head against the wall, in attempt to hide my dick, and in attempt to feel more comfortable.
All of a sudden, he wrapped his arms around my stomach, holding me from the back. “Your shivering dude, here ill warm you” he said. He began to run his hands up and down my stomach in a pathetic attempt to create friction.
“T-t-hanks” I said. I still couldn’t believe what was happening. He turned me around and hugged me from the front, placing my head under his neck and his head on top of mine. My hard dick pressed in between us. “A little happy I see?” he said. I turned bright red.
“Its ok, my dicks hard to” he said. I looked in between my chest and his beautiful abs to see his dick straining to the side in his speedo. HE leaned back a little looking at my eyes and said “Holy shit, your lips are purple, let me fix that for you. He leaned in and pressed his lips on mine. He began to kiss me passionately moving his hands towards my ass. I responded. I moved my hands up and down his back when suddenly I was pulled upwards by my ass and I put my legs around his waste.
He held me up and Kissed me, pressing my dick against his hard nipple. He put me down and mumbled, “Still cold?” “Freezing” I said. He smirked and sais “I’ve always wanted a sophomore, especially you” He yanked his speedo down, revealing an erect 9.5 inch cock.
My jaw hit the pole. His magnificent, uncut cock was gorgeous. He pressed himself to me and began to jack both our dicks while making out with me. I thrust my hips up and down as he jacked us.
Jake pushed me against the wall and released our dicks. He started to kiss my neck, traveling down my body. He got to my nipple and abs, and licked them both. He outlined my abs with his tongue and kept going down. Finally he got to my 7.5 inch cock. He fondled my balls and said “Not bad sophomore.” I smiled.
Without hesitation he forced his head onto my dick and bobbed up and down. He swirled his tongue and squeezed my balls. He was amazing. HE kept bobbing up and down, occasionally staring up into my eyes. I was getting close, I began to tense up and he only kept going. I yelled “IM GUNNA CUM!” and no sooner that I said that, come was rushing out of my dick and into his mouth. HE slurped it all up, but didn’t swallow. He turned me around and pushed me against the wall. HE spat my cum into his hand and lathered my ass up and his dick. “You want it” he said. “Mhm”. Without hesitation he shoved his dick into my ass.
His size was unbearable but so good. He began to thrust in and out of me. I began to grunt and he did too. I turned my head around and made out with him while he fucked me. His pace increased and he began to thrust harder and harder. He took my hips and pulled them back hard and he shoved his hips in and came. It seemed like he came forever.
When he was done he pulled out of me. He turned me around and kissed me again. We cleaned up while making out. When we dried off and I put my spare change of clothes on he handed me his speedo. “Keep this. I want you to have a little piece of me” he kissed me “Come eat lunch with me tomorrow, I want to se you more” he said. He kissed me and then walked out. I put his speedo in my bag and apiece of paper fell out of it. It said “Jeremy, your fine and I love you.” It was followed by his number.
I walked out of the locker room and locked up. I walked by the dumpster and looked at the trash on the ground. “Thanks” I said.
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My morning with Jess

Based on a true story, some details changed since I promised never to tell.
My sister-in-law, Jess, has always been close with my wife and I. She would spend weekends at our house and join us on family vacations. So when her marriage fell apart and she needed a place to stay we were more than happy to help. Our basement was recently finished and an extra bedroom was waiting for her.
Jess and I have always had a flirty relationship. She is a beautiful woman and at 30 years old was reaching her prime. She is around 5’10 with a full set of D cups and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. She works out constantly and her blonde hair is never out of place. I have always been attracted to her and looked forward to her moving in.
I work second shift and my wife is a normal 9 to 5 girl, so Jess always had someone around for support. She found a part time job after a few weeks and began saving for her own place. I was enjoying the flirty games and catching a peek of her thong poking out, and did not want her to move out.
I woke up one day around 10 AM and could not get her out of my mind. My cock was hard and I knew it was because of her. I rarely went in the basement out of respect, but with her moving out soon I was feeling risky. I went down stairs and knocked on the basement door. There was no answer so I yelled her name a few times and started down the steps. She is a slob like her sister and had of course trashed my basement. The bed we bought for her was unmade and her clothes were tossed around the room.
I wasn’t quite sure what I was looking for until I saw the top drawer of the nightstand slightly open. I looked inside and my cock instantly hardened. There was a black lacy thong and a small purple vibrator lying inside. I picked up the thong and brought it to my nose. It smelled like the most perfect pussy I had ever eaten and I looked at the dried white spot where her pussy had been rubbing all day long. I ran my tongue over it and imagined how good it would taste right from the source. I shoved the thong in my pocket and examined the vibrator. It was little, but powerful. I ran my fingers over it and could tell she didn’t wash it after her last playtime. I ran my tongue over it and could taste her dried pussy juices. At this point my cock could take no more and I went back to my bedroom.
I grabbed my laptop and lay down on the bed. I started searching for a few good porno scenes and pulled the thong from my pocket. Again, I brought it to my nose as I slowly rubbed my cock. I found a hot solo scene of a young blonde fucking herself with a small dildo. I began fantasying about how Jess fucks herself. If she lays on her back or sticks her perfect ass in the air and fucks her pussy from behind. I was stroking away taking my time and every few moments I would bring her thong back to my nose for another intoxicating hit.
I was so involved in my stroking that I didn’t notice the shadow near the double doors leading into our bedroom. It wasn’t until I heard the hardwood floor creak that I jumped back to reality. I looked at the door and could see someone quickly walking down the hall. I shoved the thong under my pillow and ran into the hallway. My mind was racing about how to explain the thong to my wife. I turned the corner and there was Jess. She was wearing light blue running shorts and a matching sports bra. She was sweating and her usually fair skin was reddened. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail with just a few strands falling around her beautiful face.
“Oh my god Will, I am so sorry. I just got back from running and came up to take a shower. I saw your door open and wanted to say good morning,” Jess stammered.
She was looking down at the ground between us and I realized that I had run out of the room still fully naked. I reached into the hallway linen closet and pulled out a towel. I wrapped it around my waist and could feel the blood rushing to my face in embarrassment.
“Well…I assume you saw, you know,” I mumbled.
“Yeah, I mean only for a second and I turned away. Please don’t be embarrassed, everyone does it. I don’t want to make a big deal out of this ok. And I think it is sweet that you use Anne’s panties to turn yourself on.”
Just then I realized I could get out of this. I could put her thong back while she is in the shower and she will never know. God knows she won’t tell my wife about any of this. As my mind was racing I could still smell her sweet pussy. But this time it was stronger…more real. I looked down and noticed her right hand was behind her back. Jokingly I grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand around.
“What did you do take a picture of me” I said.
She yelped a “No” as I grabbed her hand with mine. I could feel her index and middle finger were damp. They were slick and warm with smoothness that every man knows when he feels it. She quickly pulled her hand away and her face turned an even brighter shade of red.
“You were fingering yourself watching me!” I had to fake some degree of anger to hide the fact that my cock had instantly grown hard again.
“Ok…. yeah I was. It was hot watching you. And you know what I haven’t seen a real cock in almost a year. I get horny you know, I am not a fucking nun.” She replied. She is just like my wife, acting overly angry to hide embarrassment. I find it just as cute in Jess as my wife at that moment. “Well don’t tell anybody and I won’t tell anybody ok.” She said as she makes eye contact with me for the first time.
I decided this was a make or break moment. She was moving out anyway in a few weeks and she has more to lose than I do. I mean I can always find another wife, but sisters are forever. “Ok fine. Our secret. Now if you will excuse me, I still have to finish. Unlike a woman, a man has to finish once he starts” I taunt.
“Really, you don’t think a woman needs to finish too huh? What do you think I am going to do in the shower smartass” Jess replied.
“Well I am going back to my bed. More comfortable than a shower anyway. Feel free to join if you want,” I said in a joking tone. I turned around and walked back to the bedroom. I left the doors open almost all the way this time. No need to hide what I was going to do. I waited a few moments not knowing what was going to happen next. After a few minutes I still didn’t hear the shower running and I can see the stairs from my bed. Knowing she was still standing in the hallway trying to decide what to do I yelled, “Well are you going to stand there all morning or what?”
Although I was confident, my heart still skipped when she came around the corner. Still in her workout clothes she looked me over, lying there with just the towel still on.
“Ok. Here are the ground rules” she began. “We are just two people who care about each other and both need to get off…badly. We share the bed, we cum, and we never talk about this again for as long as we live. Deal?”
“I’m ok with that if you are” I managed to say without a break in my voice.
She walked slowly to my wife’s side of the bed and lay down. She fluffed up the pillows behind her back and laid her hands across her tight stomach. “Put on something boy/girl, not too hardcore” she said while pointing at the laptop. “I’ll probably just keep my eyes closed anyway”.
I put the laptop between us and found an appropriate scene like she asked. I decided to go first, so I slowly unwrapped the towel. My cock was at half mast and aching for attention. I began slowly massaging my balls while watching the movie. I looked over at Jess and she began running her index finger along the top of her running shorts. With her left hand she began rubbing the underside of her large breasts. I could see her eyes shifting between the movie and my growing cock. When I finally wrapped my right hand around my cock and began slowly stroking it up and down, Jess let out a little moan of excitement.
“Well this really isn’t fair. You can see all of me and I can’t see any of you.” I said.
After a moment of hesitation, Jess lifted her hips off the bed and slid her shorts off. She kept her legs together for a moment until she saw my disappointed look. “Fine. Here ya happy” she said as she spread her legs nice and wide. Her pussy was nicely trimmed considering she wasn’t dating anyone. Her pussy looks almost identical to my wife’s, except her lips are a little thinner. I could see the hair around her slit still damp from earlier and the room began to fill with the sweet aroma of a wet pussy begging for attention. She was more aggressive now. She immediately began running her fingers up and down her slit. With her free hand she was squeezing her left breast hard.
I began stroking faster and harder. My pre-cum was flowing over my hand as I watched her. Neither of us was watching the movie at this point and I closed the laptop. I moved it to the floor and she took advantage of the extra room. She spread her legs wider so that her right knee was now lying on top of my left leg. When her body touched mine, we both shivered. She was rubbing faster now, focusing on her hard clit that had begun to show. With two fingers rubbing circles around her clit, she moved her left hand down and put her index finger just inside her wet hole. She began rocking her finger back and forth as her breathing quickened. My cock was begging to cum, but I wanted to wait for her.
“I can’t hold out much longer,” I panted.
“Mmmm….ok….ok…..just a few more seconds”, she moaned.
Her eyes were open now and looking at my hard, swollen cock. She quickly added another finger to her soaking wet pussy and shoved both fingers deep inside. She began finger fucking herself harder and harder, while continuing to rub her hard clit. I noticed her toes began to curl and she tightened her stomach muscles.
“Ohh…fuck me….oh shit I’m cumming….cum baby cum with me”, she screamed. Her body began to spasm and she held her fingers deep inside her cumming pussy.
“Fuck baby…I’m cumming”, I yelled as I shot load after load of hot cum all over my chest and stomach. I hadn’t cum so hard in years. The cum covered my body as I tried to catch my breath. I looked at Jess and she was staring at my cum covered body, as she lightly ran a finger up and down her pussy and rubbed her stomach softly. We made eye contact and immediately began laughing.
“Here, let me get your towel.” Jess said as she walked around the bed. Instead of handing me the towel, she began to wipe the cum from my body. “Jesus Will. When was the last time you came?” she teased. As she was wiping up my cum, I noticed some ran down my side and onto her hand. As she walked to the closet to put the towel in the laundry basket, I saw her raise her hand to her lips and lick my cum off her hand. She did it quickly and obviously did not want me to see.
We spend the next several minutes laying in bed talking. I was still nude and she didn’t bother putting on her shorts. We were more open than we have ever been. I found out she has never had anal sex, although she does enjoy a finger up her ass during sex. I told her I enjoy the same, however I think she enjoys the taste of cum more than I do.
With that tease she realized I had saw her sampling my cum. She turned red and buried her head in the pillows, laughing.
“Yep, you caught me. I love the taste of cum. And I hadn’t tasted it in a long, long time…so fuck you” she laughed hitting me with a pillow.
I had completely forgotten Jess’s thong under the pillow. I reached for it, but she was quicker.
“Wow, Anne’s got good taste. I have a pair just like these.” For a moment I thought I was in the clear…until she checked the size. She has fuller hips than my wife. “You son of a bitch! These are mine. I wore these yesterday. Where did you get these? What the fuck, how long have you been going through my stuff?”
“Ok Jess listen. I swear to god this was the first time. I never went through your stuff before, ok. It’s just I was really worked up and was curious and I know it was stupid. I am so sorry.
Jess jumped out of bed, holding her stolen underwear. Seeing her nude from the waist down again made my cock begin to stir. She really is beautiful even though she is yelling at me. And even though she is yelling at me, she still isn’t putting on her shorts or storming out.
“I think you are turned on by that.” I yell back.
“What the fuck are you talking about”
“I think you are turned on by the fact that I was smelling your pussy and jerking off…not Anne’s. I know you look at me. So don’t pretend that it doesn’t turn you on. I am sorry about your privacy. I won’t do it again, but don’t play the victim here”.
Jess paused for a few moments and said, “So ok then, maybe it is a little bit of a turn on. But just don’t go in my room again ok.”
“Ok fine, no problem. What can I say, I like the taste of pussy, like you like the taste of cum. So we are even.” I laughed.
Instead of getting dressed and leaving, Jess slid back down on the bed. Her demeanor had changed. Her face was still flushed, but her green eyes were clear. “Oh fuck me, I am going to hell,” she said as she leaned towards my face.
Our lips met softly at first, like teenagers at a park. After just a few moments, she straddled me and lifted me up. We were kissing harder and harder. I slid my tongue between her lips and tasted her sweet mouth. I had fantasized about kissing her for years and now she was in my arms. Her naked pussy was rubbing against my thigh and I could feel her slit getting wet again. I slid off her sports bra and for the first time gazed at her glorious tits. They were full with small pink nipples. I buried my face in between them, smelling the sweat from her run and from her orgasm. I took her left nipple in my mouth and ran my tongue around the edges. She grinded down harder on my leg and began to softly moan. I paid the same attention to her other nipple before she pushed me down onto the bed.
“Ok, here are the new rules,” she panted. “Only oral…no fucking. We have to keep something sacred.”
I quickly nodded and began to push her down my body towards my throbbing cock.
“Nice try…me first” Jess said as she slid up my chest and straddled my face. I ran my tongue down her slit from her hard clit to her asshole. She tasted better than I could have ever imagined. She tasted stronger than my wife, and her cream was thicker, more womanly. I tried to tease her, but she simply wanted to cum again. She began grinding hard on my face as I shoved my tongue into her pussy like a little cock. She was panting as she rocked back and forth. I slapped her ass cheeks and she grabbed the headboard yelling, “Fuck, I love my ass slapped”.
I continued to spank her firm ass and tongue fuck her. She slid down a few inches and her hard clit fell into my mouth. I sucked hard on her pink nub and slid two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy. She immediately began fucking my fingers and I could hear her breathing quicken. I felt her legs begin to shake and I knew she was close. I replaced my fingers with thumb and she began to plead no. Until she felt my fingers slide up her tight asshole.
“Oh my god…how many fingers is that”, she moaned. I slapped her ass twice to let her know. “Put one more…one more please, “ she begged. I quickly worked a third finger up her ass. I had never felt a tighter ass and began to believe she really was an anal virgin. I begin to finger fuck her ass and pussy hard and in only a few seconds she yelled,
“Fuck, fuck, fuck….I’m gonna cum,” she moaned as she grinded down hard on my hand and mouth. She began to shake and I could feel her ass tighten around my fingers as her orgasm ripped through her body.
As she came back down I slowly slid my fingers out of her perfect body and began wiping her juices from my face. She had covered my face and neck with her cum, and bent down to kiss me. We shared a long, hot, hard kiss, before I realized it was finally my turn.
I guess me pushing her head down was enough of a clue and she slid down my body. When her hand first touched my cock, my whole body shook with excitement. She lowered her mouth and slowly wrapped her lips around my hard cock. She ran her tongue over the tip, savoring the pre-cum that had gathered there. While still stroking my cock, she began to work all 7 thick inches into her mouth. When she finally hit bottom we both let out a satisfying moan. Although my wife likes giving head…her sister was a cock-sucking champion. She began twisting her hand while her lips slid up and down my cock. She did not care how wet or messy she was getting…a sign of a true cocksucker. Unfortunately, I could feel my balls tensing up after only a few minutes.
I told her I was close and got off the bed. She knew what I wanted and quickly kneeled before me. I brushed her hair back behind her ears and lightly slapped my cock against her lips. She looked me in the eyes and parted her lips as my cocks slid to the back of her mouth. I grabbed the sides of her head and began lightly fucking her mouth.
All of a sudden I felt her hand between my legs. Her fingers were wet with pussy juice as she began rubbing my asshole. I spread my legs in approval and she slowly slid one finger up my asshole. The feeling was intense and I began to fuck her mouth a little faster. She began moaning around my cock and slid another finger up my ass. The feeling was almost too intense and I said “Ok..no more fingers….mmm….just two ok”. She shook her head no with my cock still in her mouth and slid a third finger up my tight hole. I had never had so much in my ass and my legs began to shake.
She sensed my orgasm and began finger fucking my ass harder and letting me fuck her throat. I felt my orgasm start from my asshole and come through my balls to my cock. I quickly pulled out of her mouth and began jerking.
“Cum in my mouth ok…I want to taste it…please”, she whimpered.
I lowered my cock to her lips just in time. The first load hit her in the back of the throat and her eyes rolled back into her head in pleasure. I placed the rest of my hot cum on her milking tongue, lips, and chin. The orgasm had wiped me out and I fell back onto the bed.
I looked at her kneeling next to the bed and she looked so beautiful with cum on her chin as she slowly swallowed the rest.
“Oh my god, I love you”, was all I could say. Jess laughed and lay next to me on the bed.
“Yeah, yeah…you like getting your cock sucked,” she replied and we kissed for the last time.
This time she did get up and grabbed her clothes. We agreed one more time that we never talk about it again and she ran into the shower. We have both kept the promise till this day and she has even re-married. Although we will often catch the other one looking…wondering what could have been. We remain close, but I don’t think we will ever be that close again.
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At The Gym

This is a true story and it happened a month back in January, Name of person has been changed. This will also be my first time writing a story so please bear with me if its got a few mistakes here and there and if it seems a bit rushed.
A little about myself, im 19 years old and 5ft5, brown skinned with black hair and look very bear like with a lot of hair (due to my hair colour being black, the hair is more obvious on my brown skin) and im chubby.
AT THE GYM
It was nearly 2am on the 2nd of January and I decided to go to the gym in the city centre that im a member of. This good thing about this gym is its open 24/7, which allows me to go there at ungodly hours. I got to the gym around 2:20am, got changed into a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants with a pair of light grey jockstraps underneath and then went down to the gym floor and saw that there were only three other people there, two ladies both looked in their mid 20s and a man in his early 30s.
I went about my usual routine, put my headphones in played the music and went to treadmill then on to the cycle and then the rowing machine and lastly did a little weight training all the equipment are spread around the gym so have to walk from one end to the other etc. The whole time I noticed the two ladies working out at one side of the gym on the steppers and the man would constantly move around the gym to a machine not immediately next to mine but nearby. This seemed a little weird at first but then i thought nothing of it and continued to work out listening to my music.
At 3:45am I decided that I had worked out enough for the day so went upstairs to the changing rooms to have a shower and get changed. I got to the changing room it was a nice spacious area, in through the doors down a little corridor into a rectangle room with a long bench in the middle down the length of the room and lockers on all the sides but one that had an archway leading onto a corridor to another smaller rectangle room on the left with a few more lockers, down the corridor on the far right a shower area with individual cubical and on the far left the toilets. I always went into the room with the fewer lockers as there’s hardly ever anyone there and I don’t like getting changed in front of a lot of people I don’t know.
I got to my locker and took out my towel and placed in on the bench then continued to get undressed, just as I took off my t-shirt I noticed the guy that I thought was following me around the gym was there in the locker room and his locker was just one down from mine on the left. This was the first time I got a proper look at him he was taller than me by a few inches and was in good build he was wearing a red t-shirt and black shorts down to his knee, he had a pale skin tone with a slight tan to his skin which made his muscles really stand out. He went and sat on the bench and drank from his bottle and now I started to feel a little uncomfortable. The feeling of being followed came back to me. I turned my back to him as to avoid eye contact and continued to get undressed, took my trainers and socks off and with my back still to him I pulled down my sweat pants and I placed them neatly in a pile on the bench then I realised I was wearing a pair of jockstraps, my butt cheeks were on show, quickly turned to face him praying he didn’t notice and saw him suddenly look away in the other direction. I wrapped my towel around my waist and pulled the jocks off and placed them on my pile of clothes and went to the drinking fountain, as my throat was now painfully dry after being so nervous. There were two drinking fountains in the changing room one was in the room where the shower cubicles were and one in the first corridor when you enter the changing room. The one in the shower area was closer so I went there.
I drank some water then headed back to my locker as I forgot my shampoo and shower gel. I walked down the corridor bare foot, which meant I made no noise, and I got to the archway into where my locker was and there was the guy sitting there with my jocks in his hand and his nose buried in them, eyes closed shut. Initially I was shocked and really angry and wanted to storm in there and smack the guy across the face, but a part of me was turned on by what I was seeing, so I silently watched him sniffing my jocks and stroking his cock that was forming a nice tent in his shorts.
A few minutes passed and I decided it was time to walk in on him and when I didn’t I cleared my throat and his eyes shot open, his hand fell from his face and my jocks fell to the ground. Look of complete shock, embarrassment and panic were over his face. He shot to his feet, looked anywhere but towards me and was constantly mumbling out apologies. Honestly I found that whole situation a bit funny and tried to suppress my laughter. He was in a hurry to gather his stuff and leave and it was obvious he was really panicking was constantly dropping things. I was still turned on from what I had seen, my tent very visible with the towel wrapped around my waist.
“Do you have a thing for jockstraps or underwear in general?” I asked him
“Yes” short and blunt he mumbled out.
I wanted a proper answer from him. I dug deeper
“What is it about underwear that you enjoy?”
“I like the smell of used underwear especially ones after a sweaty workout.” He mumbled out as if he was disgusted at what he does “I noticed your workout was pretty intense and you were sweating a fair bit”
By now he had relaxed a little, he must’ve realised I wasn’t angry at what I saw and I was curious about it. I was really interested in why he did what he did.
“Have you ever been caught sniffing underwear here before?”
“No” he replied “this is the first time I’ve been caught, I thought u left to go to the shower, so I thought I had enough time to…” he went silent
“Do you always wait for people to go to the shower and then sit here and sniff them?”
His response to that question got me angry but only for a few seconds.
“No I’m never in this early, I’m usually here when there’s a lot of people and when the rooms empty I pick up all the abandoned and forgotten underwear left behind, and occasionally take them from open lockers, if I cant find any abandoned ones.” He paused for a few seconds and then said it “a month back I stole your briefs from your locker, I’m really sorry, I’m so sorry” he was back to panicking
“Well in that case you owe me new undies and a jockstrap” I joked trying to relax him
His face lightened up “Yes of course, I’ll get you some new underwear” He then asked me if I got turned on from seeing him sniffing my jocks and I admitted that I did.
We exchanged names and got to know each other, he worked as an architect and his name was John, all the while I was sporting a hard cock under my towel. He asked me if he could keep my jocks and I agreed, must’ve been down to me being so turned on. It was now 4:30am and a few more people started to come into the locker room. I was in no way finished speaking to my new friend so I got dressed back into my gym clothes including the jockstrap and we both left the gym and he asked if I wanted to go back to his place, he lived 10 minutes from the gym.
He lived in a top floor, one bedroom flat with an open plan living room and kitchen. He asked me to get comfortable and if I wanted to have a shower I could, the sweaty clothes were starting to cling to my skin so I got undressed and stood there in his living room in my jocks, John returned from his bedroom with a box in his hands and placed it on the coffee table and noticed that I was standing there in my jocks and his mouth dropped wide open. He asked me to sit on the sofa with him and opened the box.
Inside the box were all the underwear he had acquired over the months, he had a pretty big collection of underwear sealed in airtight bags. He told that by sealing the bags it kept the smell fresh. He pulled out a pair that id seen before in fact they were mine the ones that were taken from my locker a few months back. There were my black briefs in his right hand and his left hand stroking his cock through his shorts. I watched as he took my briefs and held it up to his nose and inhaled in deeply. My cock grew hard in my jocks as I watched his every action.
I took his hand and placed it on my thigh and he took the cue, he moved the coffee table and got down in-between my legs and brought his nose up to my crotch and inhaled deep, sent chills down my spine, precum was forming a spot on my jocks and he licked at the area, slowly he opened his mouth and brought it down on my jock covered cock. I couldn’t help but let out a long moan, the soaked jock clung to my shaft and John was not letting the pace slow down, he bobbed up and down.
He stood me up and pulled my jocks down and now there I was naked in front of him, with my cock pointing out towards him. He stripped down and I saw his cock for the first time 7 thick inches of cock in front of me, he went down onto his knees and took my cock into his mouth while squeezing my ass cheeks and running his hands up and down the sides of my legs. I was close to cumming and im sure he sensed it as he picked up my jocks and wrapped it around my cock and sucked me off into it. I cummed hard and I cummed a lot into the jock. He took the cum soaked jocks and licked the cum out of it. I had all the energy literally sucked out of me and I fell to the sofa.
I learnt something new about John then, he had a foot fetish. He picked up both of my feet and brought them together and started to suck on them, must admit it was ticklish at first but I was to horny to refuse, he put his cock in between my feet which are now slick with his saliva and started to pound them, he varied his speed, going fast then slow, he didn’t want this to end. My cock grew hard watching him. He shot his load all over my feet and I added to it with my load which he happily licked up clean.
It was now 8am and I really had to get home, I took a shower at his house and left for home, but before leaving he agreed to buy me those new underwear and would give me them at the gym.
THE END
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young pokerfun; first trophy

Had some good feedback thankyou, but if your not into young sex don’t read on this is my story im writeing it to get it off my chest so if you don’t like it read something else.
read part 1 so you know. Part 2; I learn how to please with my hands and mouth.
I kissed granddad goodnight and went over to frank, come here my little trophy girl, with this he picked me up into his arms and I wrapped my legs around his body. He cupped one hand under my bum placing his middle finger along my wet slit and started carrying me to his room.
All of granddads special friends got a room on the second floor in the west wing of the large house/guest house the center of the house had the main stairs and lift, all wings had the emergency stairs, but this was the only wing that had a service staircase that lead from the basement to the top floor, and only staff and special friends were able to use it.
As we got to the second floor the door to the staircase opened and in walked one of the other regulars holding his 10 yr old daughter in his arms. With my body covered in sperm I buried my front into frank but he just laughed and told me not to worry, I looked at him quizzically and he replied that david also enjoyed the pleasure of young girls and that he had probably just fucked his daughter just now. David laughed and said no it was just a blowjob little steff just cant get enough of daddies cock can you babe. Umm do you like the taste of daddies spunk do you sweety, steff nodded but didn’t say anything, frank scooped his finger along my sticky body and held out his finger for steff to suck on. She took it into her mouth and sucked as she did so frank told david that I was a new member of our special group and was just beginning my training for the group. We said good bye and we each went on.
As we reached franks door he put me down and told me that when he opened the door I was to be sure that I wanted to enter as once I did I would belong to the group and was never to say no to anyone ever again no matter what they told me to do, and I had to do this willingly.
He opened up and walked in leaving the door open for me, I took a deep breath and as I walked in I said that I wanted to make them happy and I wanted my granddad to be proud of me.
He turned and told me to get on all fours and close the door then come back to him.
I did as told and when I returned he told me to get on the bed and spread my legs wide, as I did so he kept taking pictures of me from different angles, as I lay there he told me to touch my self in different areas. Then he told me to play with my clit with one hand and push a finger inside myself with the other, he put the camera down and picked up a video camera, as he was moving around the bed he told me to speed up and occasionally scoop up some spunk into my mouth or rub it into my pussy, I could hear his breathing getting faster and deeper, then he put the camcorder on the table opposite and came back on to the bed he swung my legs around so my pussy faced the camera and kneeled over my face also facing the camera and pushed his cock down and into my mouth telling me to suck it.
He kept stroking his cock head in and out and then would push his 5” all the way in which would make me gag, he had also pushed my hands out of the way and was roughly rubbing his hands over my pussy, telling me I was a dirty little fuck and a whore plaything which although I was a bit scared of his change I was cumming on his fingers continuously with the force of his fingers.
I could taste the spunk on the end of his cock growing and he pulled his cock out of my mouth telling me to keep my mouth wide open, he grabbed and twisted my small breasts and pumped his cum into my open mouth telling me not to swallow. Once he finished he grabbed the camcorder and filmed my full mouth then told me to swallow and when it was all gone I opened my mouth again to show him, I then had to clean his cock with my tounge until he was happy.
As he checked the films I was eventually allowed to go for a shower, I came out and was told to get into bed next to him, I was told that when I woke in the morning I was to give him a blowjob until he came in my mouth, once I did that I was allowed to go and find my granddad who would want to speak to me.
It only took me seconds to fall asleep in his arms, but in the morning although he was already awake I said good morning and reached down to find his already hard cock. I pulled back the covers and knelt between his legs taking his cock in one hand I thought about the night before and started jerking it up and down whilst rubbing the tip with my tounge, I started up a steady rhythm then took the end into my mouth. as I did so I kept watching into his face to see if I was doing it right which I must have been as his eyes were closed and his head was back.
After a while he told me to speed up and take it deeper into my mouth, I kept my hand tight around the base of his cock and bobbed my head up and down and could feel him going to erupt very soon. He then surprised me by telling me to stick two of my fingers up his arse, this put me of a bit but he glared at me and so I quickly did as was told and got the speed back up and to my surprise I could feel his arse almost sucking in my fingers.
He then told me to shove another finger up his arse and as I did his body jerked and stiffened and he pushed my mouth all the way down on his cock making me gag just as he shot his sperm into my throat. He let go and I pulled out my fingers and sat up. He smiled and said thank you and to smile at the camera and blow a kiss. I looked to my right and realised he had filmed the whole thing so I did what I was told and went and washed up and left to find my granddad with a big grin on my face and spunk in my belly and it was only 9am.
Part three if you want more I ask granddad to show me more.

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Independent – Another London Tube Close Encounter

It was the height of the morning rush hour and I was about to change tube trains. To be honest, I had been “scanning the talent” a bit, to see if there was anyone nice to stand next to, but time was getting on and I might be late if I didn’t just squeeze onto the next train to come in.

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The Boy on The Grass

The sun brings them out like freckles, the beautiful boys. But it’s their bulges that fascinate me – especially what they do with them when they think no-one’s looking…..

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Such a Naughty Boy

This is the follow-up story (sequel) to my “Tale of Two ‘Tribbies'” story already posted at this site. I find it hard to put this story into a specific category. Tell you what. Why don’t you read it, and you’ll see what I mean. By the way, just for the record, everyone in this story is 18 or older.

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My New Brother Zane 2

This is the second part of the story, so if you are just joining, by all means, read the first so you can follow along. Like most of my stories, it does have some build up to create character and all, so keep that in mind. I hope you enjoy! Looking forward to continuing this story very much!

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Mother says it’s alright

My mom and I live in our small cozy home in a village out on the countryside, never met my dad and hardly ever had any family over as far as I can remember. Basically it was just my mother and I, we had no problem with that since we had such a fantastic relationship; she was loving and caring. My mom is in her late forties with a chubby figure and long blonde hair, with a smile which immediatly lit up the room. I’m an average looking guy who is going to school and has always felt a deeper connection to his mother but could never make sense of it. That was until I hit puberty and discovered the joy of masturbation, I was somewhat of a late bloomer in that department, but I never really talked to classmates about it nor did we have sex education yet. Anyway, as most young boys probably thought that they were hiding everything from their mother successfully and keeping their jerk-off sessions an absolute secret – mothers always know what their kids are up to. Mine also figured it out, although things went a bit further than in an average family.
It all began on a saturday morning, a morning like any other. Birds were chirping and the sunlight found its way through a gap in the curtains to wake me. It was very warm, we were in summer. It would get quite hot and my mother and I would start wearing little clothing to fight this warmth. First thing I noticed was my penis and how hard it was, forming a little tent under the sheets. Around 6 inches erect. I awoke horny as usual, I really had to go take care of it so I stood up, put on some cotton briefs and grabbed a fresh towel before heading off to the bathroom. Looking forward to that shower and much needed privacy I thought to myself as I almost bumped into my mother.
“Ohhh look who’s finally up! It’s past twelve already, how did you sleep?”
“Morning, great, I’m just off to take a shower”
“Alrighty then have fun!” my mom replied in a playful tone as she quickly glimped down to my waist and then walked off.
I thought nothing of it until a few seconds later when I closed the bathroom door behind me and realized I was walking around with my erect penis pressing against the briefs. Oh god….but I was not overcome with embarassment, instead I felt kind of turned on by this to my surprise. I immediatly dropped my pants and grabbed my dick, which was as hard as it could possibly be. I pulled the foreskin back slowly and rubbed my precum over the head and massaged it with my fingers. I started to masturbate strongly and ejaculated after only a few seconds, I caught the semen in my left hand, some of it splashed onto my chest and thighs. In that precise moment the door opened and I instinctively turned around as fast as possible, facing the mirror and covering my penis with both hands.
“MOM PLEASE I AM GOING TO SHOWER NOW”
“Oops sorry hun! I was just going to leave you a new towel here since you always forget” she answered as she was poking her head through and looking at me through the mirror.
This time I did get very embarassed and my face turned bright red in shame as I stood there fully exposed with my semen all over my hands and crotch area, dripping down my legs onto the white fluffy rug beneath me.
“I didn’t want to interrupt you, my apologies, i’ll be downstairs making breakfast” she said as she shut the door.
She..saw…everything…in the mirror. I made a complete idiot out of myself, I kept telling myself as I showered and cleaned up. After drying myself off I put fresh white underpants and a thin t-shirt on then walked through the hallway to the kitchen where my mom was standing and making some pancakes. She was wearing a long aquamarine shirt, as far as I could tell without any bra or panties, it’s always been like that since I was young when it was hot in the house. Nothing sexual ever came up and there was no reason to not walk around the house like that. I now suddenly got arroused by the idea of this though, and had to restrain myself from getting hard again. No easy task but the smell of the food cooking threw me off and made me hungry. She walked over with the dishes and handed me my plate as we sat down.
“Darling i’m sorry again about before, I really didn’t mean to walk in there like that when you’re busy wi-
“No no no, it’s fine, seriously I was just getting undressed and you startled me that’s all”
I felt a buldge in my pants again, oh what horrible timing. Hopefully it’s gone by the time we’re done with this awkward conversation. I couldn’t just stand up and leave now. To this day i’m not sure whether or not my mother noticed and this was intentional or just pure coincidence that she made me get up in that precise moment.
“Can you be a help me take this to the sink please, I need to wash up before i’m off to town to buy the groceries” she exclaimed as she stood up with me and handed over a couple of plates. I felt her quick glare at my erection before she faced the other direction. It only made me harder again, my dick was as hard as a rock and I was standing only a couple of feet away from my mother. Not sure what came over me but I felt absolutely no need to hide it and proudly walked over to the sink with her. As she turned around I saw that her nipples were hard, clearly visible through the shirt.
“Isn’t that uncomfortable down there?” my mom asked as she was pointing at my crotch with her index finger. How extremely forward that was I thought to myself, she seemed to have a genuine concerned look on her face when she asked the question. I froze for a second then answered.
“Sorry I…can’t seem to control it, is that bad?”
“Not at all! It’s completely normal for a boy your age, but I think you have to go take care of that before you hurt yourself, looks very stiff. Promise I won’t disturb you this time!” she giggled as she turned her back on me.
I thought i’d ejaculate right there and then after I heard my mother talk so openly about this, without any fear of provoking an awkward situation. I guess it’s not as weird as I belived it to be, she seems really cool about it. I went straight to my room, dropped my pants and sat on the corner of the bed as I grabbed my throbbing cock and began to pull the foreskin back and forth. I was so extremely horny you wouldn’t believe it, after a short few moments I felt the semen wanting to burst out and I was not planning on preventing this from happening. My mother then all of a sudden walked past heading towards her room to get ready, she smiled at me and was out of my line of sight as I came all over myself. I let out a loud sigh of relief as I fell back onto the bed in pure extasis, I covered myself in cum. A million thoughts were flooding my mind all at once now, did my mother just catch me jerking off? Did she smile at me while doing it, did she maybe even like it? It was too much, I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. Without warning, silent as a mouse, my mother was infront of me with a roll of toilet paper.
“Let me clean that semen up for you hunny, unless you want to take another shower?” she said with a concerned look. I was stunned, but gladly accepted what was happening right now without any hesitation, not thinking about it properly.
“That would be fantastic, thank you mom I love you so much” I firmly replied as I covered my eyes with my arm, giving her full access to my body.
“Love you even more, you mean everything in the world to me you know that right” she announced as she tore a few stips off toilet paper off and began wiping the hot jizz off my naked body. I couldn’t watch her do it, even though I was fine with this, I guess it was my subconscious. I felt her bend over, she was wiping the cum off my thighs, legs and chest then around my penis. She lifted my soft cock up with two fingers to clean it and the surroundings, then grabbed it properly and pulled the skin back slowly as far as possible to expose the head completely. She then got another piece of the tissue and proceeded to clean there, but some of the paper dried up quickly and got stuck right under the head. So she gently spat on two of her fingers and was then able to remove it. The touch of my mother’s hands on me…especially my dick, was out of this world. I gasped as I started to get hard again while my mother had my dick in her hand.
“All clean again! I’ll see you later hun, do you want anything from the shops?”
“Uh no thanks mom, bye”
It was all so casual, like if it was the most normal thing in the world. It did not even appear sexual at first, everything was blurry like a dream. I decided to go and sleep on it, to see what happens tonight when she’s back. End of part 1, let me know what you think

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MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 1 THE RIDE (revised)

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 1 THE RIDE
The names have been changed to protect the “not so innocent”.
At the age of fourteen, I (Jake) was just coming into my own (My own hand that is). I was good looking I guess. A swimmer, I was long and muscular, and had that blond/straw hair that comes from spending endless hours in the pool. Having received height from my mother, and broad shoulders from my father, at 6’1” 185pounds, and 3.5%body fat, I was larger than most fully grown men but my experience was limited. I had messed around some, but I’d never seen a girl naked, or done much more than get all worked up, only to have to finish myself off later.
My sister Rachel (16 at the time) was very different. She seemed to have gotten my father’s height, and my mother’s build. At 5’2”, she barely came up to my shoulder. She was muscular, but petite (she couldn’t have weighed more than 85-90 pounds)and tan, albeit a fake tan, large green eyes that I always thought made her look elfish, and dirty blond hair about shoulder length although she always had it in a ponytail in one of those scrunchies so I’m mostly guessing on the length.
Although we were two years apart, our birthdays fell in a way that made me one of the youngest in my class, and Rachel one of the oldest in her class. This meant we were only one grade apart in school.
My parents had signed up to host an exchange student, and since they pair up exchange students with families that have children of the same age and sex, I was hoping for a guy I could get along with. I guess I hadn’t considered how much better it could be until we got the info packet from the exchange people. It included, among other things, a picture, and a short bio. It was a girl, and oh my god, she was crazy hot. She (Lidia) was from Italy; 5’9”, black long hair, and crystal blue eyes that made me need to sit down. It also contained an e-mail address, which my sister took to get acquainted with the girl that would be her room-mate for the year.
Our house was located in the suburban sprawl of Atlanta GA. A two story house, Rach and my bedrooms, and a bathroom made up the second floor; giving us privacy. Our parent’s bedroom, an office for our father, living room, and kitchen were on the first floor, and a large family room was in the basement. The front door to our house entered the living room. The back door, in the kitchen, opened onto a patio, and led to the garage in the back yard.
After a few days of finding myself creating fantasy scenarios in my head of ways I could take advantage of the opportunities of having this stunning girl living in my house, I came up with my master plan. We had 3 computers in our house; One in the family room for my parents to use, and a laptop in both my sister’s and my room. With that in mind I snuck in to my sister’s room and loaded a remote accessing program onto her computer, I loaded one on the family computer too. This let me control the other computers in the house from my computer. It worked perfectly. Assuming the computers were on, I could use the other computers just like I was sitting in front of them. I tested the web-cam on Rachel’s computer and vwala, my sister’s bedroom on my computer screen. I went back into her room to see if her computer would show what I was doing. All that gave me away was a tiny icon next to the clock, and a LED light next to the cam along the top edge of the monitor. I took a key and busted the light, praying that Rach would think it had broken in her backpack, turned her computer back off, and went back to my room to begin the 14 day long wait for Lidia to arrive.
After a week of heavy masturbation thinking of Lidia, I began to get worried. Would my plan work? What if Rach left her computer off? What if she turned it away from the good views? What if she noticed the little icon, or the broken LED light, and uncovered my devious plan? ALL THIS ANTICIPATION COULD BE FOR NOTHING!!! It would be like waking up Christmas day, only to realize I’m Jewish. I needed a real test. I decided to try it out and see what I could see.
The next morning while Rach was in the shower, I turned on my remote program and took control of her computer. My worst fears were realized. Her laptop was closed, the screen mostly black, although I could make out a small glow at the top of the screen where light was leaking in from the edge. I was about to chalk it up as a failure to launch when I heard Rach’s door close through the webcam. I hadn’t even thought of sound, so that was a plus, but it hardly made up for being blind. I listened for a minute, and heard her hair drier turn on. It was loud. I quickly turned off my speakers and put on my headset so as not to give away my little spy. Just as I put on my headset the screen came to life. There was my sister, very close. I could see the top of the towel she had wrapped around herself, her shoulders, and neck, and her jaw and lips for brief seconds. She was standing up and moving around a bit, drying her hair I guessed.
I hadn’t ever thought of my sister as a girl before, but weather because I couldn’t see her face so I could forget she was my sis, or because of the voyeur in me, I was instantly hard the way only a 14 year old guy can be. I watched her tan shoulders and graceful neck mesmerized. Several minutes passed, or maybe several seconds, or possibly a month, then the hair dryer turned off and she walked straight away from the computer. The towel she wore wrapped around her was short, just long enough to hide her butt, but short enough to show every inch of her lean, muscular, tan legs. She bounced a little as she walked which just teased me as I watched the towel rise almost high enough to see her ass. I realized she was walking to her closet and knew what I was about to see. The towel dropped. There she was, hair already in a ponytail, tan all the way from the back of her neck, down to…holy shit her ass was perfect (for me anyway); tan, and well defined, with little dimples on the sides where her muscles flexed every time she bounced lightly on the balls of her feet…cute little tan feet. I saw she had ear buds in and realized she was listening to music (which explained the bouncing). She was taking down some clothes to wear.
She turned clothes in hand, and I saw my first real live boobs. They were amazing to me. Round, and perky, they stood proud with no crease underneath, and little dark pink nipples the size of an eraser. Her stomach was flat with a trace of muscle definition, and a tiny bellybutton. And there is my first pussy. Tan of course, with a small triangle of light blond hair. It was much lighter than her ponytail, so I guess she bleached it, but I had no way of knowing if that was normal or not, and I didn’t care. It was perfect.
Now I talk about this as if it lasted forever, it seemed way to short a time for me. I hadn’t even gotten to get my dick out of my boxers before she walked out of the cam’s view. It must have been only a few minutes before she came back into view, fully dressed. I cursed the shortness of it all, turned off my computer, and went to pull on some jeans, tucked my dick into the waistband (a trick I had come up with to hide my anytime hard dick). Something was wrong though, usually this worked fine but either these jeans were low or my dick was bigger than it had ever been, because when I tried to do up my jeans, the entire head was free and clear. Even though it was Saturday, I had swim practice in 25 minutes, so I didn’t have time to pound one out. I had to just put on a long baggy shirt, and hope my dick would go down soon.
I went down to the kitchen to grab some orange juice and a granola bar to eat in the car. My mom was there franticly organizing papers for a house she was showing (she’s a relator). Rachel was there too. Was it me or did she look different somehow. She had on short jean shorts and a shirt that rose up above her bellybutton as she reached up to get a box of cereal from the cupboard. She was on her tippy-toes, and her legs and butt were not making my dick head exposure problem any better. I forced myself to look away, and directed my attention to my mom. ”I’m ready when you are” I said a bit unevenly, boy my sister had me worked up. “Oh my gosh” my mom sputtered as she looked up at me from the table. My momentary panic subsided as I looked down to see I was concealed, and my mom continued “honey, I totally forgot you had practice”.
Now here was something to take my mind off “other things” and hopefully banish the monster in my jeans. The swim team I was on was not a “summer club” fun team. We practiced year round, we practiced 3-4 hours a day, and you had to maintain high attendance or you were not allowed to go to nationals, and, as this was the first year my times would be good enough to qualify, I was not about to miss practice. My brief panic was replaced by a shock, and a renewed buzzing in my head as Rachel popped up between us (I say “popped up” because she is so short and petite that she would continually surprise me by appearing from a seeming nowhere), “I can take him” she said in a sing-song voice.
Brothers and sisters have all kind of relationships, and I suppose ours was normal. We were friendly; more friendly than neighbors who say “hi” as they get the mail, less friendly than best buds who hang out together. We would on occasion give each other a friendly shove. A hip-check when passing in the hall, or a little nudge when the other one is writing, just fun razzing really. So what happened next could easily be explained away, and, would have been no big deal, except for the big deal in my pants. She did a move that I would describe as a hip-check if it had been side on, but this was her butt to my front. Ostensibly to move me out of the way, she banged her ass into me and landed perfectly on either side of my still raging hard-on. There was just no way she could have not felt it. But she acted as if nothing was amiss, so I pretended to smile, and quickly exited the room.
I got in Rach’s jeep (a 16th b-day present) and tried to arrange myself. Now I’m just telling it like it is; my dick as of a week before was 7 ½ inches (I know, because…yes I measured) and very thick (my hands were just big enough to palm a basketball, yet I could just touch my thumb and finger when masturbating), so when my belt tucking wasn’t an option (you can’t really do that sitting down, especially when your cock head is popping out, or you’d decapitate yourself), I put my right leg up on the door-les doorframe and adjusted myself so my dick was smashed to my right leg. I checked it out, and found that barring close scrutiny, it was a good camouflage. I was just starting to wonder what was taking Rach so long, when bouncing out the door she came. She had changed out of her jean shorts. She was now wearing sun-dress style skirt, very loose and very light ending just above her knees. “Sorry” she said as she climbed into the driver’s side, “those shorts were too tight, I had to change”. “It’s O.K.” I managed, as she started up the car and backed out of the drive.
The ride started of uneventfully; the neighborhood streets were deserted this early on a Saturday, although I thought I saw Rach look at my right leg once. The problems started when we hit the first real street. Apparently, while the skirt’s own weight was sufficient to keep it down while going 25mph in our neighborhood, going 45mph in an open jeep was too much for it. Rachel barely caught it in time before it blew up and exposed what I already knew to be a fabulous sight. “Shit” she said as she struggled to hold it down and pull off the street at the same time.
My dick had gone completely beyond my control at that point, and I was surprised to hear my own voice, through the haze of horny and adrenalin that clouded my head, say in a slightly panicked tone “I can’t be late Rach”. She sat silent for a moment as though she were thinking.
“We have 3 choices” she said in her rarely used, older sister tone;”1. We can go back to the house so I can change”. “No way, I’ll be so late, Coach won’t let it count for attendance” I answered immediately. Rachel, again in that tone she used when she was in charge, said “2. I can take us on side streets so we don’t have to drive so fast.” “That’s still gona make me late” I said in a tone I hoped conveyed that I was worried about practice, not trying to get her skirt up. “Well I need both hands to drive” she said, indicating with a point, the manual transmission gear shift. “So the only other option is for you to hold down my skirt” she said in such a calm manner that I was actually embarrassed at my stuttering “what?”
“If you knew how to drive a stick” she said (did she just glance at my right leg again?) “You could shift for me.” “You know I don’t know how yet” I said in such a whine I’m surprised she didn’t make fun of me for it.
“Well I don’t see any other option” she said matter-o-factly. “O.K.” I said, and reached over with my left hand to the edge of her skirt where it met the near edge of her seat. “Are you trying to get a look at me naked” she said, a small grin on her face “you have to hold it down here” she imitated holding the edge of her skirt down to the seat between her legs. “And you have to use your other hand, or I won’t have room to shift”.
It was probably the combination of the panic of not wanting to be late, combined with Rach’s kidding accusation of wanting to see her naked, coupled with a level of hornyness I had never experienced, but, before I knew it I was sitting side-saddle, my left leg between the front two seats so that my left foot was on the floor behind Rach’s seat, my right leg in front of the stick, my right foot inches below her beautiful, outstretched right calf, my left hand on the side of the back of her seat for balance, my right hand as far from her crotch as I could get it, holding her skirt down to the front edge of her seat.
It wasn’t until I was already in position that I realized my problem. Not only was my, at this point ridiculously hard, cock’s bulge in full view, up close and personal, but as she shifted, she would be within inches of it with her right hand. This, of course, did nothing but “enflame” my problem even more. Trying my best to seem casual, and not in danger of my head exploding, I said “let’s go”. We took off like a bat out of hell. The reason seemed plain; I was going to be late, and my good older sister was trying to get me there as fast as possible. I say it “seemed” plain because I couldn’t help but notice the ferocity of her driving had several other effects. One of these was that when she gunned it from a stop, I was thrown back just as she shifted to second, which was forward and right. In other words she was basically punching my dick. The other effect was that she slid around in her seat a lot, causing my hand to continually brush the insides of her legs, and on three separate occasions she slid forward so far, she actually used my hand on her crotch to stop herself.
By the time I got to practice, I wasn’t sure I could stand, let alone work-out for 3 hours. “Thanks for the ride” I said as I shakily got out of the car. “Make sure somebody’s picking me up at 10:30” I said over my shoulder as I turned toward the natatorium (that’s a pool building). “I’ll just wait for ya” she said as she pulled away to find a parking spot.
To say I was in a weird head-space would be an understatement of epic proportions. I was as horny as it was possible to be. I had just seen my first beautiful naked girl. That beautiful naked girl was my sister. And to top it all off, she was…well I didn’t know what, but there were suspicions forming in the back of my mind that I refused to address.
I somehow managed to get into the locker room, which was both thankfully, and ominously empty, rushed to a stall, and let my horn flagpole fly free. It was the fastest, and strongest cum of my young life. Standing there, I cranked hard 3 or 4 times and it hit me. I had to hold on to the toilet paper dispensers to keep from falling, as rope after blessed rope of cum flew across the stall and streaked the back wall. When I finally finished, I had to sit down or risk passing out. After a good 5 minutes of blissful relief, I looked down. I was still hard, not as rocky solid as before but it would be unmistakable in a competitive swimsuit. I went to my locker, and looked through my suits. I picked the tightest one I had, which was my racing suit (oh well), and over it I put on my baggiest drag suit. It did a pretty good job, but then I was expecting to return to normal shortly after starting practice.
I was making my way out on deck, prepared to grovel at my coach until he relented…”what the hell” escaped my lips as I look over only to see my sister talking to Coach. I quickly approached them hoping to end the embarrassment as soon as possible…”It’s O.K.” my coach said, turning to me, “your sister explained”. I glanced at her, and she smiled her sweetest, most innocent smile, and for a moment I stood stricken. She really is breathtaking I thought…”GET YOUR WARM-UP STARTED” Coach yelped “You’ve missed half of it already”. I quickly got down to business. Warm-up was mind-numbingly boring, which is to say, its warm-up. All freestyle, which for you non swimmers means all flip turns. I mention this because it wasn’t until I finished warm-up that I realized Rach was still there. She had found a spot behind Coach directly in line with my lane two rows up on the bleachers at the end of the pool. She looked up from her book, waved a cute little wave…smiled a cute little smile and looked back down to her book. As she did so I noticed her knees were parted, not enough to see anything…maybe 4 or 5 inches, but I wondered at that just long enough to get yelled at for not paying attention, and to see Rach look up and smile again and…yes, she moved her knees a little farther apart. I still couldn’t see much, but she saw me look, I’m sure of it. I looked back up at her face and she was still smiling…little miss innocent.
Luckily our main set was a distance set, which is to say, relatively short swims punctuated by very short rests. This was lucky because I was enough faster than the others to get my own lane, so whatever I saw, no one else would see. As the set progressed, I found it more and more difficult to concentrate. In my short 10-15 second rests, I could see Rach was gradually, casually, spreading her knees wider and wider. By the time we got to the halfway break, her knees were a good 8 to 10 inches apart, and then the sun broke through a cloud, and the angels sang. The sun lit her hair like honey, and as I looked down between her legs, I saw the sun had turned a dark teasing blur into that pussy I had glimpsed for a moment just 2 hours ago. No panties…I…I don’t know how, even now, to describe the feeling when I looked up a little to see my sister Rachel smiling, seemingly oblivious to the show she was giving.
I went on to finish my set, my head swimming more than I was. Could this be all me; coincidences coupled with my new found preoccupation with Rach’s beautiful body? Or was she purposely teasing me? My lack of experience made it impossible for me to figure it out.
I finally narrowed it down to three possibilities, all of which were, frankly, terrifying. Either I was inexcusably ogling my own sister, while she innocently carried on, oblivious to the desires she was raising in me; which made me feel guilty and ashamed. Or she was trying to get me worked up to have fun at my expense; which again made me feel guilty, but also angry. Or, dare I dream it, she was enjoying turning me on; which was easily the most terrifying.
I got help deciding at the end of the set. I was resting at the wall, waiting for the other lanes to finish so we could start the last set together, willing myself to not even look in Rach’s general direction, when I heard her close to me. “Jack” she almost whispered. I turned, and my internal dialog was burned away in an instant. Rach was sitting on her heels, no more than 3 feet from me, her knees apart, her pussy gleaming in the reflected sunlight from the water. After a glance, too long to pass off as anything but what it was, I looked up to see Rach smiling. “I’ll wait for you in the car k?” she said smiling all the while.
“O.K.” I sputtered. “We’ll be done soon.” With that she bounced away, leaving me in no doubt. She wanted me to see. There was just no way any girl would sit like that in a skirt with no panties and not expect to be seen. So that let me throw out the “innocent sister” option. That left me with teasing; either at my expense, or for both of our enjoyment. I thought through my options as I finished practice. What could I do to figure out what was happening? I had a startling revelation. The best course of action would be to give it back as good as I got it. That would be perfect, either way. If she was just teasing me as a joke, the joke could work both ways. If she liked turning me on, I’d show her just how turned on I was.
My cock was concealable with a strategically placed towel, as I headed for the locker-room. I skipped the shower for obvious reasons and went straight to my locker. I could have gone back to the stall and jacked off again to maybe reduce the size of my cock, for a while anyway, but a big cock is just what I needed for my newly formed plan. Luckily I was alone in my isle of the locker-room. I looked through my locker and found an old pair of supper baggy shorts I’d used for a drag suit last summer. They were pretty short, but very loose. I quickly took off my suits and sighed with relief as my painfully hard cock sprang free. I put on the baggy shorts without boxers, and had to laugh a little at the spectacle. I might as well have camped in there. I was tenting a good 4-5 inches away from my body. I decided against wearing a shirt. My shoulders, chest, and stomach were tanned and muscular, and I could use any bit of help I could get to even the odds at the game I was starting. So with only tented baggy short shorts, and flip-flops, and a towel over my shoulder to temporarily hide my raging hard on, I exited the natatorium to find my sister Rach waiting at the drop-off loop in the passenger’s seat of her jeep.
“I thought I’d help you learn how to use a stick” she said innocently smiling up at me as I approached. ‘That’d be great Rach!” I replied enthusiastically as I ran around to the driver’s side, and, throwing my towel in the back, hopped in, my dick bouncing nicely. I was pleased to see Rach had noticed, and that innocent smile she had so coolly worn, faltered as she stared at my swaying cock for a moment, before looking back up to me, regaining her composure, and her seemingly oblivious smile. It seemed more forced now, and I knew I had thrown her off her game.
“What do I do first” I said, pretending not to notice her momentary loss of composure. Back on her game in a flash, she jumped up on the seat, tuned towards me on her knees, sat on her heals and said “The most important thing is the clutch. You need to push it with your left foot whenever you want to shift.” I pushed it all the way down and waited for her to go on. “Good!“ she said “now grab the stick” and she took my hand and placed it on the gear-shift knob, her hand over mine. Even though I had seen her naked, the warmth of her soft hand on mine sent a thrill through my body, and my dick bounced in response. She tried to hide that she noticed, but I saw it in her face. There was excitement in her eyes she couldn’t quite hide. “Um…O.K…here’s first” she said as she shifted, through my hand. “Now let out the clutch slowly, and give it a little gas.” I did as she instructed, and the car jerked a little, and stalled. “Shit, sorry” I muttered as I let go of the wheel, a little deflated. “That’s O.K.” she beamed, “It’s hard.”; a double meaning if ever there was one, and she glanced at my cock again for the briefest instant.
“I’ve got an idea.” She said, reaching down under my seat. Her shirt hung away from her body as she leaned over, and I saw those amazing boobs hanging away from her chest; perfect half spheres. The driver’s seat slammed to the back as she pulled the seat release, putting me as far from the steering wheel as I could get. With that, she stood up on the passenger’s seat, stepped over to the small part of the driver’s seat between my legs, turned her but into my face, bent over, grabbed the wheel, and hopped/swung herself down onto the set in front of me. This had an unfortunate result. The baggy shorts I had so masterfully chosen to accentuate my “attributes”, were grabbed by her but as she slid into place, pulling my throbbing cock free of confinement, where it bobbed happily between us.
Stunned into paralysis, I sat there as she made herself comfortable, and restarted the jeep. “O.K.” she said, completely back in control of the situation. “Put your feet back on the pedals” she instructed, and grabbing my hand once again “and your hand back on the stick.” Then she slid off her sandals, and put her pretty little feet on top of mine. “Now I’ll drive, and you just feel it O.K.?” I muttered “uhu” as she curled her little toes into the top of my left foot, pushed down, giggled a little, threw it in gear, and let up on my foot, and away we went.
At first she had sat on the very edge of the seat, but every time we shifted, she slid a little closer. My legs were spread wide, and the head of my dick was coming close to the 3 inch gap of flesh between her shirt and skirt. With my hands occupied, there was nothing I could do but watch in horror/anticipation, as she inched closer and closer. We came to a stop. “O.K. I’m going to show you how to pop the clutch” she said, clearly excited. “Push up hard on this foot” she caressed my left foot with her’s, my dick pulsing in response, “when I let up.” The caress turned into a stomp. She threw the stick (and my hand) into first, pushed down hard on my right foot (the gas), giggled, wiggled her toes on my left foot, and as the engine roared, she said “Now!” and both of our left feet came up in unison. I guess I didn’t really know what “popping the clutch” meant, because I was not prepared. As the tires screeched, Rach was thrown back into me with force, my dick slammed between us like a big pipe between to flat boards. I know she felt it. She even wiggled a bit. “Again!” she said as she smashed her feet onto mine, threw the stick into second, wiggled her toes on my left foot again, and “Now!” And again she was thrown against my cock. “Again!”…and we repeated this to fourth gear, my cock threatening to explode. “Hold on to me!” she shouted over the wind and engine. “I took my left arm from the wheel, which wasn’t doing anything there anyway, and looped it around her waist. “Tighter!” she yelled with glee, and I squeezed her into me, my dick throbbing into her back. “Breaks she yelled, and we moved our right feet in unison, and she stomped on my foot with more force than I thought possible. The tires bit into the street, and it was my turn to be thrown into her. With my hand no longer on the wheel, I could do little to stop my forward momentum. It was during the 10 seconds or so that it took us to stop, that I started to cum. My hips thrusting involuntarily, I humped my sister’s back. The car had stopped, but I had not. I couldn’t stop it once it started. I just kept grinding my dick into the top of her butt crack; I must have cum for 30 seconds strait, holding Rachel to me, shooting load after load all over her back, and my chest and stomach.
When I finally started to come down, the reality hit me like a sledge hammer. Teasing each other was one thing, but I had crossed the line. Would Rach yell? Would she cry? Would she tell our parents?
“That was fun Hu?” She said as if nothing had happened. “I…uh…I’m sorry Rach. I don’t” I started to say, she cut me off “No prob, BIG BRO” she said, leaning forward a bit and wiggling her ass up against the base of my now soaking cock. “Took you long enough though” she cooed looking over her shoulder at me, the innocent look gone from her, her smile was wicked.
She climbed off of me, and flopped back into the passenger seat. “I think you can do it now” she said, back to cute innocent Rach in an instant. “I’ll help you with the stick O.K.?” and she put her hand back on mine. I was amazed, but I had actually learned how to drive a stick despite the distraction. I managed to drive to our neighborhood without any problem, and it was nice having Rach’s hand on mine. It was like we were holding hands. Her hand was soft and light, and she moved it slowly as I drove, her fingers sliding up and down mine. We stopped a couple of blocks from the house so I wouldn’t get caught driving, and she drove the last bit, smiling and innocent, like nothing had happened.
When we pulled in to the drive, she turned off the car, got out, and started walking to the house. A sudden fear took me. I didn’t want this new Rach to disappear. What if she went back to the old Rachel? I would be lost. I yelled out to her in a desperate grasp to hold on to something we had shared. “Thanks…” meaning to thank her for teaching me how to drive, but shut myself up when I realized I could be heard inside, and would get both of us in trouble. She turned as she reached the door, “My pleasure Big Bro” she said with a cute wink, and she was gone. I laid back in the jeep, the sun on my shoulders and a contented smile on my face. I didn’t know what would happen next, but one thing was for sure, Rach was not going to disappear, and I would find a way to take control, to win the game. This strange game she had started, would not end now.
END PART 1
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