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A Box of Letters

(The contents of an old Adidas shoe box, the letters neatly arranged in chronological order and tied up with a red ribbon.)

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(a large brown envelope that also contains a number of glossy 8×10 photographs of somebody’s family reunion.  The one on top seems to have been taken in front of a grand old hotel.  A group of forty or so more-or-less related-looking people are clustered around a feisty-looking white haired old lady gripping a walker and wearing a hideous turquoise suit.  The other photos seem to center on the old lady and two other people: a girl in her early or mid twenties, with shoulder-length jet black hair, a long neck, strong cheek bones, and big brown eyes; and a guy who looks like a slightly taller, slightly older version of the same girl.)

Dear L,

I met my brother Stefan for the first time in over twenty years last week!  It was totally unplanned and unexpected.  I went to Ireland for my Nana’s ninetieth birthday celebration, and a ton of family was there, and there he was!  He’d heard about the party somehow and made the flight over himself.

Ireland was beautiful and Nana was great.  She seems so alive and sharp and so much younger than she actually is.  We all went walking in the countryside together.  We visited the farm where she was born.  Stefan and I talked a lot.  We have a ton of catching up to do!  We hadn’t seen each other since we were both little kids.  We traded phone numbers and stuff.  It turns out we don’t actually live that far apart.  He’s been in Phili the last eight years.

It was cool to see Nana in the place where she grew up, and it was neat to get together with so much family –cousins I didn’t even know I had- it was a fun trip and I was glad I went, even though I was SO sick on the plane ride back…!  I’m still recovering from the hangover.

Best,

A

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(In a small, rose-colored envelope which also contains three 4×8 photographs.  The address and letter are written in neat feminine handwriting with purple ink.)

L-

Stefan called just to make sure I got home ok!!!  Which was weird, because I was totally thinking of him when he called.  It was very sweet.   I am sending you a couple pictures.  Isn’t he a cutie??

Still working on the hangover.  Drinking lots of water and taking Advil.  What was I thinking, trying to out-drink the Irish??

Your Friend,

A

(The three pictures enclosed with the letter show a tall, skinny young man with a big open smile and messy, slightly shaggy hair.  In one of the pictures, he and A are walking down a country lane together.  There is a stone wall and sheep in the background.  Both of them are smiling happily and A is looking up at Stefan. They are walking close enough to be holding hands, but are not.)

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(Written in black ball-point pen on ruled pages torn out of a spiral-bound notebook.  There is a coffee stain on the second page, and some of the words are so smudged as to be illegible.)

Dearest L-

Stefan called again last night, and we talked for hours!  It was a really amazing conversation.  We have so much in common!  It’s kind of bizarre… I mean, we like the same movies, the same music, the same authors… but it’s not just that.  It’s weird stuff too.  Like both of us almost went to Eastern, but then didn’t.  Like both of us spent a summer in Fairbanks, only two years apart.  Like we both lost our virginity at the exact same age, down to the month.  It’s spooky, I tell you.  Sometimes he seems to know what I’m thinking.  Sometimes I know what he’s going to say before he says it.  I feel like I’ve known him my entire life.   I asked him if he remembers mom at all, and he said he thinks so.  She is like an image on the edge of a dream for him, or maybe just a dream.  I don’t remember her at all, I was too young.

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I guess it’s not really weird that I feel this intense connection with Stefan, but it feels weird.  Not weird in a bad way, not at all… more like that “Oh My God I’m Falling In Love” kind of weird.  Oh God, did I just say that?  I tell you, Stefan is such a great guy… smart, sweet, funny, kind…

[there is a smudge here, rendering the next two or three words totally illegible}

…if he wasn’t my brother I’d totally be jumping his bones right about now.  I can’t believe I even wrote that thought down.  You know I am going to go to hell.  We were on the phone forever, and it didn’t seem like we’d ever run out of things to talk about.  At the end we were both on the verge of falling asleep, and neither one of us wanted to be the one to hang up first.  It was silly and cute.  In the end we ended up counting to three together and hanging up at the same time.

I had the strangest dreams last night.  I don’t usually remember my dreams very well, but

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…anyway my dreams were incredibly vivid and really intense.  I was totally distracted all morning at work.  If my boss had any idea what I was doing instead of being productive…!!  So anyway I’m over at the coffee shop right now and I’m embarrassed to tell you all I can think about is Stefan.  I hope he calls again tonight.  Would it be too weird for me to call him if he doesn’t call me first?  I don’t want to seem pushy or give him the wrong impression.  Shit, I don’t even know anymore.  My stomach is all fluttery just writing this, and it’s not just the lack of sleep and the caffeine.  I don’t know when I’ve felt like this… it’s been a really long time, for sure. [there is a small illustration here, a stick figure with a big smile on its face]  I don’t know what’s going to happen, but right now it feels really good.

xoxo

A

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(on lavender stationary with a watermark depicting a vase of flowers.  Hand-written in purple ink)

L—–

I’m so glad I have you as a friend.  Who else would I be able to tell this stuff to??

So… He came to town yesterday.  (He, being Stefan, who else?)  It was a work thing, he was in meetings all day, but he was able to get away to have lunch with ME!  It turns out he comes to New York City on a fairly regular basis.  He even dated a girl in NYC for a while.  I wonder if we ever passed each other on the street, sat in the same train car… I only think that we must not have, because I can’t imagine that I could have seen him, even as a stranger passing on a crowded street, and not felt something.

Anyway, it was really great to see him again.  I was really really nervous about meeting up with him, like stomach-ache kind of nervousness.  I almost made myself sick, I was so stressed out.  I was afraid that it was going to be weird, awkward, or even worse, that the spark wouldn’t be there anymore, that our connection was just a product of my imagination all along.

Well, the connection was still there… at least it was for me, BIG TIME!  He walked into the café and I was like BOINK! Girly hard-on!  Totally salivating, drool, drool, drool.  I kept thinking to myself ‘Calm down girl, remember he’s your brother!’ But I couldn’t stop thinking those thoughts.

So lunch was really nice, I couldn’t tell you what we ate or anything… it was only about half an hour we were together, but it was the most BEAUTIFUL half-hour EVER!  He slid his chair over so we were sitting really close, and the closer he sat the hotter I got.  At one point he put his hand on mine (I have to tell you, Stefan has the most beautiful, HUGE hands in the world!), and it was totally like… insta-orgasm!!

I hope I didn’t embarrass myself.

He was so sweet and handsome and it was a lot of fun just to hang out and chat with him for a little while, but I couldn’t tell you one thing we talked about… the whole time I was thinking ‘What I really want is to be down on my knees sucking your dick.”

When I got back to work, it was so bad!  I swear I soaked right through my panties.  I was just squirming around in my chair all day, trying not to think sexy thoughts, which of course meant I was thinking nothing BUT sexy thoughts, and I couldn’t DO anything about it!  Grrrrrr!

I was fucking tearing my clothes off as soon as I got back to my apartment.  I barely made it into my bed!  Do you remember that purple silicone toy of mine?  Well, the vibrator part doesn’t work any more, but I still have it, it’s an old favorite.  I grabbed that thing from the desk drawer and fucking JAMMED it!  I was so wet, it was just ridiculous.  I came right away, all that pent-up sexual energy I’d been building up all day just bursting out of me.  I don’t know when I’ve ever come that hard… definitely not since me and Jason first started going out.  And that was just me getting warmed up…  I got off two or three more times after that, and I never even switched on my vibrator.

Oh L, I can’t believe I’m telling even you this stuff… So I was lying there on my bed like a porn star, working my way up to a fourth one, and my cell phone rings, and who do you think it was?!?

So I answer the phone, and Stefan just said he was calling to say hi and say how much he’d enjoyed getting together with me.  I felt like telling him exactly what I was doing and what I was thinking about him, I felt like sending him a picture from my phone of that big purple dildo jammed halfway up my juicy pussy, but of course I didn’t.  Maybe I should have, I don’t know.  I just pictured him, in his bed in his apartment in Phili, with his dick in his hand, softly softly softly stroking…..  Mmmm oh baby, I’d stroke that thing for you…!

Bad A!  Bad!!  He’s your freaking BROTHER for crying out loud!

It’s a good thing he lives in another city than me….

I might just have to masturbate again tonight.

Your Wanton Friend,

A

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(an email, printed up on white computer paper)

He called again last night.  I’d already gone to bed, was ½ asleep when i answered the phone.  it was really nice just to hear his voice.  i think he was a little embarrassed to be calling so late.  Anyway, we just chatted for a while, and then we got onto talking about…  SEX.  OMG, much hotness!  Details soon!

xxx

me

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(black felt-tip marker, printed in large capital letters on a napkin.  There is a picture underneath of a stick-figure drawing of a she-devil with exaggerated breasts, a scribbled triangle of pubic hair, a spiked tail and horns coming out of her head)

I AM GOING TO HELL!!!

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(spiral-bound notebook paper, blue fine-tip ballpoint pen)

Dear L,

I said I would give you details, so here goes!  Hold on to your hat, it gets pretty wild!  I don’t think there’s anyone else in the world I could tell this stuff to.  I know you won’t judge me.

So when he called the other night and we (of course) started talking about sex…… well we ended up jerking off together.  It was Super Hot.  I totally started it, totally led him on.  I’m telling you, Incredible Hotness!!  I think that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, and I was really vocal about it, just for him.  I totally got off on hearing him come, too… So Sexy!!!

The next day I totally felt like a schmuck.  I was afraid I’d scared him off for good. I am his SISTER after all.  Who jerks off over the phone with his long-lost sister?

So then he called me, right after lunch, and when I picked up the phone and it was HIM!  I almost wet myself, seriously.  He told me that he was going to be in NY on Tuesday for a presentation, and would I like to get together for lunch?

HELL YEAH!!!

So– we went to this bar near where I work.  It wasn’t quite noon yet and the place was pretty much empty.  I got a beer, he got a glass of wine.  We kind of snuggled up together in a booth.

I asked him if he wanted to talk about the conversation we had the other night.

He said No, he just wanted to enjoy this time with me.

And then he leaned over and kissed me… it was a really sweet kiss, with tongue and everything, and I tell you I absolutely melted.  I put my hand on the crotch of his pants, and he was totally hard!

You know me, I’m not a wild girl, I’m not a brazen strumpet… well apparently I can do a pretty good impression of one when I feel like it!  I slipped under the table, tugged down his zipper, pulled out his hard cock, and started blowing him right then and there.  And L, I have to tell you, my brother is hung!  He’s not stupid big, just… sizeable.  It’s like the perfect size for a penis.  Nice and thick and well-shaped and delicious… God I enjoyed going down on him!  Apparently he enjoyed it too.  I sucked him really hard, as much of him as I could comfortable fit inside my mouth, while I jerked him off.  It took all of, oh I don’t know, a minute or so, and then he was squirming and humping back against me and his dick was pulsating and then he filled my hungry mouth with gobs and gobs and gobs of boy come.  And I swallowed it all.

When I came back up to the surface, I kissed him on the lips, and he kissed me back, hard.  I think we both wanted to just ditch work and jet back to my apartment pronto for more fun and games, but he had that presentation, and I really did have to get back to work.  (grrr, stupid work!).  On the way out, the bartender gave us a look…!  I think she was just jealous, dirty little slut.  Haha.

I was looking at our pictures later on, and there’s no way around it.  We look alike, we totally look like brother and sister.  Hell, we could easily be taken for twins, even though he’s a year and a half older than me.  No wonder that bartender was giving us the hairy eyeball.

Stefan called me later on after his presentation was over. He thanked me for not getting any stains on his pants, which made me giggle, and asked if I wanted to get together again this weekend.  Of course I said yes.  So I’m going to take the train down to Phili Friday night after work.  I’ll let you know how it goes.

Love Always,

A

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(written on yellow legal paper in pencil)

L…

Shhh, Stefan’s still asleep!

I’ve got to get my shit together and get to the train station and back to NYC so I can go to work, but I don’t want to go!!!  I’d rather just stay here and play.

He met me at the train station.  He’d brought flowers, which was very sweet.  I wanted to go straight back to his place and rip all his clothes off, but he insisted on taking me out to dinner first.  Which was super sweet and gentlemanly and all, but totally unnecessary as it was already after ten and I was more horny than hungry.  We went to this nice quiet Italian place which turned out to be a little too quiet.  We got tired of waiting for our food to come and just split.  He was embarrassed, but it was fine by me.  We couldn’t keep our hands off each other in the taxi.  We were so bad!

Stefan has a basement apartment which is really small, but nice and comfortable.

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I don’t know why I should be surprised at this point, his place felt really familiar and comfortable to me.  I could have lived there.  Anyway, as soon as the door closed behind us, clothes go flying.  I’m pulling off his clothes and he is tearing mine off.  Its funny, I wore matching bra and panties for him, this black skimpy lacey pair that I thought looked really sexy on me… I don’t think he ever even SAW them on me!

I am pleased to report that my brother looks at least as hot naked as he does dressed.  Especially with a big fat hard-on bobbling around.  Not that I had a lot of time to stand around and admire the view.  He picked me right up, carried me into his bedroom, and summarily deposited me onto his bed.

He started out be very graciously going down on me.  It was an unnecessary gesture– all I wanted right about then was his cock inside me!  Nonetheless, I have to say that Stefan is V*E*R*Y good at licking pussy… I was more than paid back for my under-the-table blowjob.

He very gentlemanly asked if he should put a condom on, and I said no.  He’s my brother after all, not some random dude.

And then he was inside me… Oh my gosh, I can’t even put into words how good it felt.  It was a perfect fit, like we were made for each other.  You know how usually the first time you have sex with someone, even if you’re crazy about each other and you’re both totally into it, it’s still a little clumsy at first?  This time not at all.  We found each other’s rhythm right away.  He starts pumping into me and I am humping back as hard as I can and he is gazing into my eyes, his face is a mask of concentration and I can feel my orgasm coming on and he wails out “Oh Shit I’m coming!” and we both came together….  I think I was really loud about it too. [smiley face] Oh, it was so goooood!  I liked the fact that his come was inside me too… it made me feel…

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We fell asleep pretty much just like that, naked sweaty sticky, wrapped around each other.  Woke up at least once during the night and fucked again.  It was just so gooood!

Spent the next day (Yesterday… I can’t believe it was only yesterday, it already seems like centuries ago.  It already seems like Stefan and I have been together for ever) mostly in bed, popping out now and then for food and drink or to fuck around in the shower.  He showed me some of his pornography… he’s very cutely shy about that stuff, and it turns out we like the exact same stuff!!

Later on Stefan asked me very sweet and shy-like if he could fuck me in the ass.  Of course I said YES.  It turns out he’d never done that before.  It was really cute, he was really nervous about it… he didn’t need to be.  He could do anything he wanted to me!  Anyway, it was so fucking hot, having him fuck me like that…!  So intimate, so intense… I don’t think it would be inappropriate to call it a religious experience.  Did I mention that his dick is the perfect size?  I’ve never come just from anal sex before.  I didn’t even know it was actually possible!  I don’t think I even touched my clit! When we were cuddling later on, he suggested that we go buy a strap-on so he could experience that for himself.  I asked if he was serious and he blushed red and said ‘yeah, sure’.  Interesting idea, I sure wouldn’t say no to that…

And now here I am in Phili, getting ready to take a taxi to the train station.  My pussy is all raw and sore and I can smell him on me and I haven’t had any sleep and I grin every time I think of him and I am totally in a daze and I don’t want to go…..

Your Friend Always

A

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(on a piece of Days Inn stationary, written with a ball-point pen that keeps threatening to run out of ink.  There are scribbles in the margins where the writer has tried to re-activate the pen)

L-

I’ve been spending all my weekends with Stefan down in Phili.  I’m so happy when I’m with him and it’s not about the sex (ok, so maybe it is, but it’s not ALL about the sex) and I’m so lonely when we’re apart.  People are always asking us if we’re brother and sister, and we’ve started to get pretty good at looking surprised and saying ‘No, why do you ask?’ and they say ‘Oh, you two look like you’re related.’  I don’t know what to do… I’m in love with this guy.  Everyone would say this is so wrong.  Oh L, I really don’t know what we’re going to do.

A

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(there are no more letters)

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I Like To Watch

God I love dick!  I’m embarrassed to tell you how young I was when I started checking out boys’ packages and trying to peek up their shorts through the slats in the boardwalk.  For as long as I’ve been sexual, which is almost as long as I can remember, I’ve been fascinated with cock and with the male body in general.

Mom was pretty liberal; she always had some pornography lying around the house. It  was of course fun to look at, but also to show off to horrified girl friends.  Unfortunately it was all pretty soft-core; it was only about female bodies.  That was interesting as far as it went, but what I wanted to see was dicks and lots of ‘em! Big, hard ones being sucked or sliding in and out of wet pussies and tight assholes and shooting come all over the place.  Even back then I had a dirty mind and an active imagination.

My friend Shelly liked dick too.  She had inherited a stack of Playgirl magazines from an older cousin who was gay.  Shelly and I used to leaf through the glossy, stiff pages and whack off till our cunts were sore after school, before her mom came home.  Shelly always wanted for us to play ‘Brad and Angelina’ (I’d be Brad and she’d be Angelina), after looking at the naked guy models and I indulged her in that a few times, but to tell the truth I wasn’t that into it.

Our house was in a subdivision.  Behind the subdivision was a strip mall.  Between our house and the strip mall was a small patch of woods.  In the woods was a little creek that froze over in the winter, and almost dried up in the summer.  A few small fish and crawdads flourished in the creek.  There was also one muddy spot that could, at a stretch, be called a swimming hole.  One summer I made a fabulous discovery; this was where the local teenage boys came to go skinny-dipping.

I remember thinking I had hit the jackpot!  It was a hot August afternoon and there were naked male bodies galore, dick for days!  There were guys I knew from around the neighborhood and guys who were complete strangers to me.  A few wore swim trunks, but most of the boys were letting it all hang out.  There were fat guys, skinny guys, jocks, non-jocks and everything in between.  From my hiding spot behind a fallen log out in the underbrush, I could see them all.  The swimming hole quickly became my favorite place to go on a hot summer afternoon.  I’d lie on my stomach on a soft bed of fallen leaves and stick my hand between my legs where I was already sticky and gooey. I would then masturbate for hours on end to visions of naked teen boys and their dicks.

If summer afternoons were good, then the sultry summer evenings were –at least sometimes– absolutely freaking amazing.  Some nights after dinner, I’d slip away from the house, creep quietly out into the woods and hide behind my log and see what I could see. Sometimes no one was there and I’d go home frustrated.  Other times though…

One night I saw Tommy Flannigan, a kind of fat kid a few years older than me who lived in our cul-de-sac.  He emerged from the woods hand-in-hand with a gangly dark haired girl that I knew was in high school.  They sat by the water for a long time and talked, then they started kissing and making out.  Clothes went flying and pretty soon he was naked and she was topless. She had a pretty nice set of big bouncing boobies too.  Her head dropped into his lap and bounced up and down and I knew she was sucking him.  Knowing that she was sucking his dick made me extra wet.  I heard him come with a long, drawn-out cry like a wild animal and I brought myself off at almost the same moment, grinding against my clit and squirming in the rustling loam.  It was the most amazingly erotic thing I had ever witnessed.

Another night, two older boys snuck into the clearing.  I think they were both on the football team.  They didn’t waste a lot of time on conversation; they started kissing and pulling off each other’s clothes right away.  They both had fine, chiseled athletes bodies and my pussy was instantly drenched.  I could see their hard, erect cocks bobbing and waggling in the dusky light; this was the first time I had ever seen a real live erection on a real live boy and I was getting double action.  It was awesome!

The guys lay down on the ground together, and from the sound of things, they were having a really good time. Herein lay the problem: what they were doing was sexy as hell and I had a slippery pussy and a rock-hard clit to prove it, but I couldn’t see any of the details.  I couldn’t see any of the good stuff. I was pretty sure that one of my hot football jocks was getting butt-fucked, but my hiding place was too far away and close to the ground to give me a good shot of the action.  I had to content myself with a view of a pale, humping butt, occasional yummy glimpses of full-frontal male nudity, and their moans, groans and sighs of pleasure.  It’s not that it wasn’t sexy as all fuck, it was that I was greedy.  I wanted more.

It was a sticky, cloudy, humid Wednesday afternoon.  It had been raining on and off all morning but the rain did nothing to break the humidity.  A thunderstorm was brewing up, but wasn’t there yet. There would be no one down at the swimming hole today.  I was up in the old tree house, catching up on my reading (one-handed reading that is, I was perusing the dirtier parts of a smutty novel I had found buried in my mom’s bookshelf).  I happened to glance up from the novel just as my brother Troy walked into his bedroom.  The tree house was just outside Troy’s room and he had his windows thrown wide open in the hope of catching some breeze.  Normally I wouldn’t have looked twice, but I saw the book that Troy had in one hand.  I knew that book.  It was one of my mom’s books of erotic photography.  It was a big, hard bound volume with full-page black-and-white glossy photographs of beautiful naked women.  They were all nude, lounging around in erotic, suggestive poses, their big round breasts, shapely asses and hairy pussies all on display.  Some of them even had their legs spread wide open.

Troy was my older brother.  Aside from being a dork and kind of bossy and full of himself, he was pretty ok.  He was going into his senior year of high school that fall.  He wasn’t a bad looking guy at all; tall and slender, he ran cross country and track.  But, he was my brother.  Ewww.

Or maybe not so ewww?  He peeled off his shirt and kicked away his jeans and sat down on the bed.  He looked really cute in his tighty-whities.  Even if he was my own brother, it couldn’t hurt to just watch…

He lay down on his stomach and started leafing through the pages.  I had looked through that particular book before and it was pretty sexy stuff, if you were into looking at naked women. Troy’s little butt looked really sexy in those tight underpants of his.  I mean, he was my doofus older brother and all, but at that point I didn’t care.  I just wanted to see him get naked. I could feel myself getting all gooshy and wet inside my panties.  Troy stuck one hand underneath his body and I knew exactly what he was doing.  I already had a hand of my own down my shorts; my pussy was already primed from reading the smutty book; my clit was screaming “Oh please, please, please…”

Then he rolled over onto his side.  Thank God he rolled over so that he was facing the window.  I don’t know what I would have done if he’d kept his back to me; probably died of frustration, I think. Christ, now I could see everything!  It was almost like being in the room with him.  I could see his little brown boy nipples with a few strands of wispy dark hair curling around them.  I could see his flat tummy, his belly button and the exciting little treasure trail that lead invitingly down into his underpants.  Jesus!  I could clearly see his package bulging underneath the briefs!  His cock was clearly erect and straining to get out, making an impressive tent in the white cotton fabric.  I held my breath.

He turned a page in the book and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his underwear. The he pulled them down and all the goodies came flopping right out!  With a kick he sent his briefs flying across the room and there he was in all his naked glory.  Framed by an unruly black pubic triangle, his balls hung lazy and fat in the summer heat.  His hard cock jutted eagerly out from its base and the head was all swollen and purple a drop of moisture glistening at the tip.  It was glorious!  Did all boys have penises that big and delicious-looking?  I suspected not.  I suspected that my big brother was hung.

Off came my shorts and panties, and I let my fingers do the walking.  I was soaking down there, all slick and slippery.  I mean I was really drenched!  Joy juice was flowing out of my cunt and running down between my butt cheeks.  I parted my labia and spread my juices all around, teasing myself while enjoying the show.

Down in his bedroom, Troy had his cock in hand and was stroking himself.  God it looked so sexy!  I matched him move for move, as he masturbated.  Sometimes he pumped faster, sometimes painfully slowly. Sometimes he seemed to grasp his cock tight as if choking it and sometimes he barely petted it with his thumb and forefinger.  I followed along on my red-hot clit.  It was almost as if he knew I was watching and was tormenting me on purpose.  He kept me teetering on the edge of one massive orgasm.  The longer he held off, the bigger and redder his cock became until it looked like it must be ready to burst.

My tits demanded freedom.  I pulled off my tank top and now I was naked too. My eyes were glued to my brother’s bedroom window, not ten feet from my perch and my fingers were busy on my increasingly needy clit. He rolled over onto his back at this point and the rhythm changed, becoming stronger and more purposeful.  His cocked looked even bigger like that, pointing straight up in the air.  I tried to imaging what it would be like to have such a thing inside me. He lolled his head back and arched his back, lifting his butt up off the bed while his hand maintained that steady jackhammer pace and I knew it was time.  I fiddled my clit furiously as I watched and waited for him to come, determined not to miss any juicy details.

His tempo increased, faster and faster. Troy’s eyes were clenched tight as he bit down hard on his lower lip, I could see his balls were a tight knot and then it happened.  His body went rigid and I could see every muscle clench.  His hand was frozen for a second and I swear I saw his cock pulse as he then erupted, sending a perfect arc of pearly white boy come all the way up to his chest.  His hand resumed pumping again, less urgently now as more and more come oozed out. It formed a puddle on his tummy, leaking out of his shrinking penis in a long, sticky, sexy stream.

I finally let myself go and the climax was well worth all the build up.  I had to bite down hard not to scream out loud.  My entire body shook with the release, my pussy gasping and my clit distended.  I gasped for air and made animal growling noises as I clenched my hand in the hot, sticky place between my legs.  It felt like my clit would just about pop off if I let go.  It was the best orgasm I had ever had.

I never caught Troy masturbating again, though I certainly tried.  I did see him naked a few times, which was a thrill, but then fall came and the temperature cooled off. All the boys stopped skinny-dipping at the swimming hole and Troy’s bedroom window stayed closed with the curtains drawn.

I toyed with the idea of tapping on his door some evening, but I couldn’t really imagine the conversation we’d have…“Hey Troy, it’s me, you’re dorky kid sister.  I was wondering if you would, you know, whack off while I watch?  If you wanted to you could come on my face or on my tits or whatever.”  Nope, that was too weird.  Way too weird.

*

Two and a half years later.  I was alone in the house, fooling around on the computer when the phone rang.  It was Troy, calling home from college.

“Oh, hey Sis.  What are you up to?” he asked.

“Oh you know, just sitting in front of the computer, watching some internet porn.” I don’t know why I answered the way I did.  I told him the truth; it just sort of rolled off my tongue. There was a long, silent pause.

“Seriously?  That’s what you’re doing right now?”

“Yeah,” I replied, matter of factly.

“What are you looking at?” Troy asked.

I told him.  I was watching a video of a blonde chick with big tits getting double fucked by a couple of gross looking guys with big dicks and crew cuts.

“Wow–” Troy said, “Is it weird that I think it’s really hot you’re telling me this?”

“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully.

“Are you masturbating?”

“A little,” I admitted.  In fact my skirt was already hiked up around my waist, and my fingers had been kind of busy inside my panties for quite some time already.

“Wow–” Troy repeated, “this might sound really weird, but knowing that makes me really hard.”

“Really?” I asked him.

“Yeah.”

“I wish I could see just how hard,” I said.  My pussy was all of a sudden drenched and my panties were soaked right through.

There was another long pause.  I could hear Troy breathing on the other end of the line.  I had paused the video I was masturbating to when I answered the phone and I looked up at the screen. The blonde chick was frozen in time, her eyes half shut and her mouth stretched open, full of dick, while one of the redneck dudes fucked her pussy from behind.

“My laptop has a camera built into it,” Troy said at last, breaking the silence just as the tension had become unbearable and the pause unsustainable. “Did you really want to see?”

“Fuck Yeah!” I answered immediately.

“Ok, hold on.” Troy set down his phone and I could hear him moving around his dorm room.  “Ok, I’ve got the laptop on… here goes!”

He gave me his email address and I opened a window on my computer.  The image flickered for a second, then resolved.  There he was, in glorious living hi-res video; my older brother, sitting shirtless behind his desk in his messy dorm room with his beautiful big dick pointing straight up at the ceiling.

“Fuck yeah…” I whispered into the phone, “that is so hot.  Can I see it up close?”

Troy obliged, standing up and presenting his cock to the lens of his camera.  It was great!  I could see everything, every little detail; the bulging veins, the curvaceous head and the soft, curly hairs.  Troy really had the most aesthetically pleasing cock I had ever seen; shape, form, and size-wise it was absolutely perfect.

“It’s beautiful,” I said into the handset.

“Thank you,” he replied a little bashfully, “I wish I could see you right now.”

“We don’t have a webcam on the computer,” I said and Troy nodded, “but I could take a picture with my cell phone and send it to you.”

I grabbed my cell phone, which was sitting on the desk next to the keyboard. I spread my legs wide apart, pointed the phone at my crotch and snapped a picture.

You could totally see the outline of my pussy.  A few stray hairs peeked out.  I was wearing grey panties and there was a big dark splotch where my wetness had seeped through.  Even I thought it looked sexy.

I sent the photo to Troy’s email address.  The look on his face when he opened the file gave me a huge rush.

“Oh my god Sis, that is so fucking hot… do you mind if I masturbate?”

“Hold on one sec–”  I yanked down my panties and kicked them off my ankles.  Pointing the phone once more at my crotch, I snapped another picture.

This one was absolutely pornographic, hard-core.  You could totally see the girl-juice oozing out of my pussy. The hair was slick and wet, the lips puffy and pouting open.  You could even see my little pink clitoris peeking out.  It is always amazing to me that something so tiny can produce such intense sensations! I emailed Troy the photo of my naked cunt.

Troy took a sharp breath in when he opened the picture.  His hand started moving up and down on his cock.  I was practically drooling!  I loved watching him masturbate and I loved that he knew I was watching him do it.

“I want to see your tits,” Troy gasped over the receiver.

I didn’t think that my boobs were all that and then some, but I obliged him, pulling off my shirt and taking pictures with my cell phone. I sent him one first with my bra on and then with bra off.

I snapped more pictures and emailed them over to him as fast as I could take them.  Some of them were a little blurry and out of focus, but Troy didn’t seem to mind.  He was masturbating in earnest now and I was right there with him.

I shoved two fingers right up my cunt, all the way up to the knuckles.  I was so hot and turned-on they slid easily in.  When I pulled them out, my fingers were thoroughly coated in clearish goo.  I took a close-up of my slippery fingers and sent it to Troy.

“Oh my God,” he said. “Hold on one second!”  He got up from his desk, his erect cock waving around like an obscene flagpole.  He disappeared out of the camera’s field of vision.  A couple seconds later he came back into view holding something that looked a little like a small silver rocket ship.

Holy Shit.

He turned around, showing his backside to the camera and spread his cheeks apart.  I caught a fleeting glimpse of his cute little asshole and then he was working the vibrator up inside.  I masturbated furiously.

When it was all the way up his butt, he turned around so he was in profile to the camera.  I had a perfect view of his cock.  It looked delicious that way, long and proud, curving slightly upward and practically pulsating as his big balls gathered up tight underneath. One hand was pumping his cock, the other was hold the vibrator in place up his ass.  My pussy was making squooshy noises as I vigorously rubbed up and down the front of my sex, stimulating my clit.

“Oh shit, I’m gonna come!” Troy groaned.

I was right there with him.

With his ass clenched and his back arched, Troy’s dick seemed to swell like a balloon about to burst, and then he shot off with a loud, erotic groan, squirting out gobs and gobs of delicious-looking boy juice.  I gave myself over to pleasure, spreading my legs as wide as they would go and grinding on my clit, moaning into the phone as a massive orgasm wracked through my body.

After that, we just panted at each other over the phone line for a minute.  I lazily watched a big fat drop of come slowly ooze out of the end of Troy’s softening cock.

“Wow,” Troy said, “that was intense.”

“Yeah it was,” I said back.

“That was fun–”

“Yeah, really fun,” I agreed.

“But kind of weird, right?” he added.

“Yeah, a little.”

“We should do this again sometime,” Troy said.

We never did though.

*

After he graduated from college, Troy moved to New York City.  He got an apartment in Brooklyn and started dating this girl called Mel.  Mel was a cute black chick with milk-chocolate skin and spunky dreads.  She was short and very curvaceous, with big boobs and an even bigger gap-toothed smile.

If Mom was at all upset or concerned that her son was dating a black girl, she hid it pretty well.  Mel always seemed kind of shy when she came over for dinner, or when I saw her at family functions.  She was kind of quiet but always very polite and well spoken.  She seemed really nice.  She had a degree in biochemistry.

One Friday afternoon, Troy called my cell phone.

“Hey Sis,” he said, “I was thinking about asking you a favor.  You don’t have to if it’s too weird–”

Well that certainly got my attention.

“Sure, what’s up?”

“Well, Mel and I just got a new digital video recorder and we were wondering if maybe you’d like to come down to the city this weekend and help us make a video.”

“What kind of video?” I asked.

“Um, we were hoping you’d shoot a video of the two of us in action.”

Say no more.  I was so there!  The next morning found me on a train bound for New York City. When I arrived at their apartment Mel answered the door wearing comfy-looking sweat pants and an oversized black t-shirt.  She gave me a big, warm hug, “I’m so glad you agreed to do this!” she beamed.

Troy was there too, looking delectable in jeans and a tight t-shirt.   “Are you thirsty?  Can I get you anything?” he asked.

“No,” I said, “Let’s just get started!”

Troy handed me the video camera.  It looked expensive and fit nicely into the palm of my hand.

“We’ll go into the bathroom and get undressed.” Troy said. “Wait like three minutes, and then come on in with the camera running.”

Giggling, they went into the bathroom together, and closed the door behind.  I heard the sound of water running.  I faithfully waited, watching the clock in my cell phone.  When exactly three minutes had passed by, I turned on the camera, pressed the record button, and went on in. I carefully stepped over a pile of clothes.  The shower curtain was drawn, and Troy and Mel were naked under the spray of water coming out of the shower head.

Troy’s dick wasn’t really hard yet, but it was already well on it’s way.  He looked great all naked and wet with water beading up on his skin.  I liked the way his body had matured since he was a teen.

Mel’s breasts were large, but perky, angling slightly up and out.  She had big, dark brown nipples that were very prominent.  She was voluptuous, with a gently rounded belly and muscular legs. Her pussy was bald, shaved or waxed completely bare.  This was the first time I’d seen such a thing in person; I’d seen plenty of shaved pussies in porn of course, but not in real life.  Her plump outer lips mashed together invitingly.

They were kissing and making out in the shower.  I loved the contrast of their skins; his white hands on her big brown breasts, her dark hands on his pale cock and balls.  I zoomed in with the camera on Troy’s crotch and recorded in close-up as Mel manipulated his dick into a full-blown erection. This was wild, sexy as hell and I was loving it.  I was inches away from the action and I could see everything.

Mel winked and flashed me a big gap-toothed grin.  I panned back as she slid her breasts down Troy’s body until she was on her knees in the bathtub.  She dove right in, kissing, licking, slurping, and enthusiastically swallowing my brother’s erection while I filmed.

Her head bobbed up and down on his dick as her big full lips wrapped around his hard cock. Her hands were squeezing his butt, playing with his balls and occasionally stroking his shaft as Troy leaned back against the tile wall, his head lolling back with pleasure.

Then Mel pulled slowly back, letting Troy’s cock slowly, slowly escape her clinging lips and her cheeks pinched as if she were trying to suck a very thick milkshake through a straw.  At last only the head was left in her mouth.  She finally released his swollen purple head with a loud *pop* that made his wet cock jiggle and dance.  With a gratuitous leer, she stuck out her tongue and slurped the underside of his dick all the way from the balls to the pee hole.

Next, she spun Troy around so that he was facing the shower wall and his cute little white butt was right up in her face.  Teasingly, she licking and fondled his ball sac from behind, making his testicles dance.  She spread his butt cheeks apart and I captured a nice shot of my big brother’s crinkled anus.  Then Mel dove right in and started loudly and joyously rimming him, reaching around his front and jerking him off while she licked his asshole.

Troy was moaning and groaning with pleasure.  It looked so fucking hot!  I was soaking wet inside my panties.

“Oh God Mel,” Troy croaked out, “you’re gonna make me fucking come!”

She immediately ceased what she was doing and stood up pressing her voluptuous chocolate body against Troy’s back. She rubbed her smooth juicy pussy against his thighs as she nibbled his ear and fondled his buns.

“Let’s move into the bedroom,” Mel suggested, her hand full of Troy’s balls and her thumb halfway up his butt.

I paused the camera as they did a very quick towel off and then all three of us piled out across the apartment and into their bedroom.  Troy’s dick was sticking straight out, wiggling back and forth as he ran.  It was even bigger and harder and more delicious-looking than I remembered.  I surreptitiously stuck my hand up my skirt and inside my panties.  My pussy was sopping wet.

I pressed the record button again.  Mel flopped down on the bed, scooted a pillow under her ass and spread her legs wide open.  I brought the camera in for a close-up shot of her pussy.  She had a very beautiful cunt; if you were into pussy it would have been absolutely mouth watering.  She was all soft brown skin and slick and swollen purple girl parts. Joy juice leaked copiously out of her.  Her big pink clit poked expectantly out, practically throbbing with anticipation.

Troy landed on the bed between Mel’s smooth thighs, and cupped his hands under her butt as he started licking her pussy.  Troy was an enthusiastic cunnilingist, and Mel was soon squirming and wiggling as he tongued her.  She was absolutely beaming, “Oh baby!  Oh yeah you lick me so good!  Oh yeah baby, that feels amazing!”

It did look pretty hot!  Troy was really into it too.  I liked the slurping and smacking noises they were making as he ate her out and I liked seeing his cute pale ass and muscular shoulders.  Mel’s tits were pan-caked and they jiggled in time with his slurping, which looked pretty nice too.

Mel dug her fingers into my brother’s hair, pulling him hard against her pussy and proceeded to have a very long and loud thrashing orgasm right on his face.  I was almost jealous. When she stopped shaking Troy climbed up from between her thighs.  His face was glowing, slick with her juices.  He got up on his knees and nosed his naked cock right up against her hungry opening.

“Are you ready for it baby?” Troy teased, as I zoomed in tight on his engorged cock nuzzling against her pussy lips.

“Oh yeah!” Mel replied, “fuck me now!  Fuck me good and hard!”

As I recorded the action in high-definition  electronically-stabilized video, Troy slowly sank the entire length and girth of his glorious cock into Mel’s juicy pussy.  As his cock slid in and out of her, Mel’s pussy seemed to bulge greedily around his thickness and to grasp hungrily at his dick as he fucked her. This was way better than any porno I had ever seen.  They were both losing themselves in the sex, clasping their hands and making sexy little noises as they fucked.  I pulled back to get a hotter angle.

“Oh yeah,” Mel gasped, “flip me over and fuck me from behind!”

Troy happily complied.  When he pulled out of her, his dick was totally coated in her come.  Mel got up on all fours with her rump thrust up and boobs hanging down as Troy fucked her doggy style.  I got some sweet shots of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy while his thumb was toying with her asshole.  The expression on their faces as they fucked like that was pretty priceless.  I wondered if I could make a career out of being a pornographer.

“Stick it up my asshole baby,” Mel whispered hoarsely, “Come on and fuck me in the butt!”

Mel fell forward so her breasts were resting on the bed and one side of her face was pressed against the sheets.  Her ass was high and on full display.  Troy spread her milk chocolate ass cheeks apart, exposing her winking little anus.  His cock was all slick with her juices and looked like it was red hot and ready to explode.  The purple veins stood out and I could actually see his pulse twitching and the proud helmet-shaped head was a lurid red.

He nosed the end of his dick up to her asshole, pressing up against her.  From this perspective his cock looked huge; there was no way, I thought, it would fit up inside that tiny little hole.

“Hurry up!” Mel rasped,.  Her fingers were already squishing  busily over her clit, “Fuck my ass now!”

Troy eased his dick into her as her ass seemed to eat him up.  At last, his balls were pressed up against Mel’s soft pillow-like ass cheeks.

“Oh fuck, I can’t hold on!” Troy wailed, “I’m going to come in your asshole!”

“Oh yeah Baby, come inside me!  I’m coming too!  Oh shit yeah, I’m commming!!”  Mel’s fingers were strumming her clit furiously.

Troy bucked, thrusting powerfully in and out before shouting out loud like a pouncing jaguar and burying himself deep inside her ass.  He collapsed with sweat on top of Mel as she shook and gasped her way through a long, hard orgasm of her own.

I pulled the camera back, leaving them stickily entwined together on the bed, Troy’s dick still captured up Mel’s butt.  As she lay there breathing hard Troy played with her hair, softly whispering and kissing her ears and neck.

Later on, after they had cleaned up, showered again and gotten dressed, we were all hanging out in the living room.  Troy and Mel sat together on the couch, while I lounged in a big purple easy chair.  We were all drinking ice-cold beers fresh out of the refrigerator.

“That was really hot.” Troy said.

“Yeah it was!” I agreed.  I couldn’t wait to go home and masturbate, hopefully to a copy of the video I had just shot.

“That was so sexy!” Mel said taking a swig of her beer, “I can’t wait to watch the video.”

“So, we were thinking,” Troy said, “Maybe in a while I could film while you and Mel got it on?”

“Or maybe,” Mel chimed in, “I could hold the camera while you and your brother fool around?”

I thought seriously about it for about a minute.  The idea was tempting, for sure.

“No thanks,” I said at last, “I just like to watch.”

END

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