I stuck my head over the edge of my bed to see my twin brother Ritchie lying on the floor of my bedroom. He'd be sleeping here with me until Aunt Marge and Uncle Bert went home after Christmas.
"Ritchie," I whispered, "It's ok if you want to sleep up here with me."
"Oh God thanks Stephanie." He said scampering up into bed. With the doors closed my room got incredibly cold in the winter, especially on the floor. Mom said since we were both thirteen we couldn't sleep in the same bed, but I knew Ritchie would get sick sleeping down there. I didn't mind sharing my bed with him. We got along better than most brothers and sisters we knew, maybe it was because we were twins and growing up we'd always developed the same interests. I snuggled up against him to help him warm up.
"Thanks Stephanie," he said, still shivering, "You're a lifesaver."
"No problem. Just get down in the morning before Mom comes in."
Neither one of us was really sleepy so we decided to talk for a while. My room was in the basement and all the other rooms were on the upper story, so we didn't need to worry about anyone hearing us. As we talked, I realized how weird it was to be lying here like this chatting about school. I laughed at the thought.
"What's so funny?" He asked.
I remember that hot August day. It was my sixteenth birthday and I was so ready to have fun. I had all my day planned out. I was going to spend some time with the family first and then go out at night with my best friend Jill who was sixteen and already had her drivers license.
I woke up about 8am that day. It was a Wednesday, and I was ready for my family to give me a birthday hug. I went to go take a cold shower first and got dressed. I deciced to wear my red halter top and white shorts with my cute brown slip on sandals to complete the look. It was only my mother, my two brothers and me of course. My father had died over six years ago. My mother was a busy woman though. She was a lawyer and worked long hours often. I would always be the one to stay home and cook for my brothers Michael and Justin.
Michael, who was 20 was the oldest. Then there was Justin who was 18 and me that just turned 16. Michael was on summer vacation and home from college. Justin had just graduated high school.
I went downstairs that morning and found my mother on the phone arguing with someone. I could hear her frustration. I knew it had to be her work. She'd originally taken this day off to be with me and bake me my favorite German chocolate cake that I loved so much. Although I just felt that she was going to work that day. I waited a bit after she got off the phone to walk into the living room.
Our parents went out for a drink so that left my brother and I in the motel room alone. Only two beds meant we would have to share one. Oh well, I guess I could tolerate him for one night. As we climbed under the covers we said our goodnights to one another, but soon we could hear a moaning coming from the room next to ours.
"What is that Shelly?"
"Sounds like someone's getting lucky to me."
We both snickered when I said that but it was true though. You could clearly hear them now and all you had to do was use your imagination to realize what was going on in there.
I often masturbate at home when alone in my room and now was feeling that urge to do so but how could I with Davey laying right here next to me. Maybe if I was slow and didn't move around much, he might not notice me doing it at all. As long as I was careful with my breathing, especially when I climax. His back is turned to me anyway, so why not.
Whether you want to call us Naturists or Nudists, it makes no difference. It's the same thing.
My name is Elena. I'm seventeen. My brother's name is Val and he's fifteen.
Our parents, Rocco and Marie, have always been naturists, living in those private colonies we all hear about.
So, our young lives were spared the awkwardness of non-awareness, right from the get-go.
From the moment we could comprehend, we were told about why boys and girls have different bodies, and contrary to what you might hear, we were specifically forbidden to experiment on each other - that is, Val and me, while we were kids.
As we aged and comingled with other kids in the colony, there was the inevitable pairing off in the woods by adolescents, but that was no different than the same rituals practiced in cities, except we had a head start, being already naked, when the time came to finally experiment with a boy.
Also, to let you in on a little secret, it's NOT true that years of nudity could prevent a boy from sporting an erection when he was excited.
Some boys got erect from a cool breeze. Others got erect in the company of other boys, Val told me, even though there was no touching or apparent gay behavior. Could those be piss hardons?
My 17 year old sister Anna broke up with her jerk boyfriend Brad and she was down hearted. Mom wanted me help lift her spirits and take Anna to a party with my new friends; I was reluctant. I had no car, can't drive because I am 15; so we'd be getting a second ride after dad drops us off. Anna is my wet dream, I have jerked off over that girl since I grew hair. I know she is my sister but hell you'd do it too. Anna is very blond, slim and pretty with one great set of tits. Anna is hotter than playboy bunnies!
Friday night rolled along and dad dropped us off at the pickup point. It was chilly that night and I put my arm around Anna's shoulders. We were alone and I was thinking I could have got fucked tonight if Anna was not here! Anna and I talked and laughed before a car dropped off a second couple. The couple introduced themselves as Tom and Jenny. We talked and waited together at a strip mall along Pacific Coast Highway.
Jenny said "we've been together for a year now" and smiled.