“Hey, Brian, what do you think about this outfit?” My sister Hunter said as she barged into my room. I was playing my PS4 and was completely focused on the game. It was a hard mission that I was trying to beat as I had died many times already.
A scowl came to my face from the interruption. Hunter was always barging into my room unannounced. I chided myself for not locking my door. I did not look over at my sister because if I did I would lose the mission. Hunter walked in front of the television.
“What the fuck?!” I yelled in anger. I heard the sound of my character dying and it infuriated me. Now, I would have to start all over again. I looked at my sister and all thoughts of the video game left my mind. My jaw dropped as I looked at her.
“What do you think?” Hunter asked me with a grin.
My little sister was dressed in a very short skirt and a tube top that could barely hold her big tits. Hunter twirled around so I could get a full view of the clothes. I stared in astonishment at my sister’s asscheeks that the skirt could not hide. She was wearing a thong that fit snugly in her asscrack.
I went through puberty kinda late. I was almost fourteen when the surge of hormones hit, and suddenly I went from being a slim androgynous kid who’d never even thought of sex to a lanky adolescent with nothing else on my mind. By fourteen and few months, the changes were drastic: my voice deepened and roughened, I got hair in the damnedest places (especially down there), and my pecker doubled in size practically overnight. I got really interested in sports and it wasn’t long before I was developing some nice muscles, if I do say so myself. A glimpse of a nice-looking girl, any nice-looking girl, would get my cock rock hard and send me running for the nearest bathroom to jerk off. And that’s a problem when you’re living at home with three good-looking women.
I knew I had to have sex soon or die trying, but I didn’t know what to do. Then it hit me, like a bolt out of the blue! I was lying in bed, rubbing my dick idly and reading a tabloid for fun, when I saw an article that set my heart racing ninety miles a minute. It was about a twelve year old kid somewhere in Europe who’d managed to seduce four of his school teachers! It never would have come out, but the little stud had gotten them all pregnant. No shit, I’m not making this up. All the teachers said that the kid was a born charmer, and that they just couldn’t say no to him.
This appealed to me outrageously. I’ve always been popular; everyone says I’m a real engaging character, the kind who can charm the shirt right off your back. I wondered if that was true ... With my good looks and glib tongue, I’ve always been able to get away with anything, especially with my family. This set the ol’ wheels turning in my mind, and soon I had myself a Plan. I had to jack off twice in a row after that just to calm myself down so that I could work out the details.
It was a week or so before an opportunity to try things out presented itself. It was Saturday, and my folks decided to go out to the Zoo in Fort Worth. My oldest sister, 17 year old Tammy, went with them; so did my seven year old brother Zack. Diane acted like she was bored to tears about the whole thing — she had a book she wanted to read — and I had baseball practice that morning, so I couldn’t go. I got home about 11 AM before it got really hot and found Di curled up on the couch, reading some psychology thing. I was sweaty and hot, and the pool seemed like just the thing. When I suggested that Di join me, she said OK and went to slip into her swimsuit.
I was preparing dinner when the phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Hey cous.”
“Hey you.”
It was my cousin from Michigan, Claudia, I was expecting her call as I was told she was coming to vacation in the Bahamas.
Since I moved down to the islands, my social life has been anything but boring. I come from a large family and since I’ve been living in Nassau, there is always somebody from the family coming to vacation and trying to take advantage of the situation.
“I’m trying to check into the hotel and they’re telling me that they don’t have a room for me. They’re overbooked and nobody is leaving at this time. The fucking bastards.”
“Which hotel are you at?”
“The Courtyard on Bay Street west.”
“They can’t find something else?”
“The only room they found was at Bahamar. It’s very nice, but it’s very much out of my league. The courtyard is what I can afford, not stupid Bahamar. They’re willing to pay the cost of their own room, but the difference in price is still way out of my budget.
I bit the bullet.
“You can stay with me until a room opens up.”
I’m a guy, which means that I’m horny and been horny for as long as I can remember. The idea of saying no to sex, regardless of who it was going to be with, is completely foreign to me. Around the age of fourteen I started masturbating, but my maturbation career didn’t last too long, as soon enough I was lucky to move on to my fucking career. All thanks to my aunt Michelle.
One evening after dinner when I was fifteen and still living at home I was passing the time by playing with myself as usual. At the time I was unfortunate enough to have the one and only bedroom on the first floor, right next the kitchen. My mother was never much of a cook but she was certainly a neat freak, so it was never easy for me to lose myself while I played with my incredibly hard cock considering how much time she spent in the kitchen. Back then I had no frame of reference for what it would be like to actually get laid, so god only knows what I fantasized about while I stroked myself silly.
I had been sliding my hand up and down my pretty dick for a good half an hour and my cum had just started to shoot onto my hairless chest when my mother barged in my room and got an eye full of my engorged cock and hot liquid. The last of my cum was still oozing from the tip of my penis when I quickly sat up and turned to look at her, wishing someday she might have enough respect for me to actually knock on the door.
Jenny and I have been best friends for as long as I remember. As kids, we were forced to be as we lived too far from any neighbours out in the country. You see, mom and dad seemed to be two loners who stayed away from people for some reason. We had a house out in the country with plenty of land to surround it. Jenny was a year older than me, but since she had no one to play with, we became playmates from the day that I was born. Mom told me that Jenny couldn’t wait until I could crawl to play with me.
Whenever we went in town shopping with mom people though we were twins as I was generally larger than Jenny for my age and that made me her almost exact size until she hit puberty and had a major growth spurt. It took me a couple of years to catch up to her height and surpass her after my own puberty.
While we were young we were home schooled, which increased our dependence on each other and closeness. At fourteen for me and fifteen for Jenny, we were enrolled part time in the nearby town’s high school to finish continue our education beyond what my mother could deliver.
Like every other human, during puberty Jenny changed quite a bit. Her cuteness turned into a womanly beauty. The baby fat disappeared, and magically moved into different places to give her very soft female curves. A lot of that fat seemed to move to her tits specifically. By fifteen she had way more than handfuls. Guys started asking Jenny out, but unfortunately for her, mom restricted her dating.
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