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.