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MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 3 CHURCH

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 3 CHURCH
After dinner, as Rach helped mom clean up, I took the opportunity to pull up my shorts, close them as best I could, and excuse myself. I left the scrunchie on my dick, not knowing yet, where or when I was going to give it back. I went to my room shakily, still recovering from “dinner”, and fell back onto my bed exhausted. I must have fallen asleep, because, suddenly it was dark outside. I looked at the clock on my bedside table, it read 9:30.
I could hear music coming from Rach’s room which was unusual because she usually used headphones. Curious, I went to my computer, and pulled up Rach’s web-cam. I considered turning off the speakers, and then decided she might as well know I was watching, which she would pick up on for sure, when she heard her music coming from my room too. She was dancing. Not, out at a party dancing, but sexy, dancing like I imagined strippers danced. She was wearing the same stuff she had on at dinner and the motion of her hips and flat stomach had me mesmerized. I noticed she was looking right at me, as if I was sitting in her room, and realized she had been waiting for me to wake up. She might have even turned her music up, to rouse me. I assumed she had my webcam on, and decided she deserved to see how well she was dancing. I backed up my chair enough to be sure my dick would be in view, and opened my shorts. The cum from dinner had congealed, but not dried, and Rach’s scrunchie, was so sticky and slimy, that I wasn’t sure I could use it again. I took it off, setting it carefully down on my desk, and got ready. I looked up to see Rach had stopped dancing. She looked right at me, a puzzled/almost hurt look on her face. Then she bolted off camera. She was gone a minute, and then I heard her door open; I thought I had blown it; somehow, I had upset her. Was taking off the scrunchie seen, by her, as rejection? I was just about to start really panicking, when I heard a soft knock on my door. I flew to it, hopping I could explain before it was too late. Just as I got to my door, I heard her’s close. Baffled, I opened my door. Sitting in a neat pile, on the floor in the hall, were 3 white scrunchies, and a pair of dark blue lacey thong panties. Laughing in relief, I scooped them up, closed the door, and went back to my desk. She was there, on the cam, waiting; her hands on her hips, a stern look on her face. Without sitting down, naked, my dick standing proudly at attention, I put one, two, three scrunchies on my dick, like I was decorating it for her. I watched her as I did it. She got less stern, and more excited, as I decorated. By the time i got to the panties, she was wiggling around, and giggling like a five year old walking through the gates of Disney world. I was about to add the panties to my now wreathed cock, when I noticed they were wet. I brought them up to my face to get a better look. The crotch of the panties was soaked, as if they had been dipped in water. I think I could have wrung them out, and gotten a drink. I looked back at Rach through the cam. She was so intent upon what my reaction would be that for a moment, I was nervous I might screw it up. Then I looked down and saw her jean shorts were undone, the zipper down, a little bit of her light blond pussy hair showing. She was just wearing these panties, I realized. She was this wet now. When she had bolted off camera, she had stripped them off, and pulled her shorts back on, not bothering to do them up.
Looking her dead in the eye, I brought them up to my face, and smelled them, she trembled. I very slowly licked the wet spot, and watched as Rach put her hands to the sides of her shorts and, pushing them down over her hips and ass, let them fall to the floor. As I lowered the panties to my throbbing cock, she followed their progress, pulling off her bikini top. I stopped lowering her wet panties, holding them suspended an inch above my cock; she looked up at me, an excited pleading in her eyes. Finally, I was in control. I was winning. And then, as I looked at her; her beautiful face, her amazing body, I realized I didn’t need, or even want, to win. I wanted a tie, and here we were, both naked, both horny, we were even
almost. With a burst of inspiration I bolted from my room. Not bothering to put anything on, Rach’s scrunchies bouncing on my dick as I ran, I streaked to the bathroom, and grabbing my electric toothbrush, ran to Rach’s door, knocked and tore back to my room. Slamming the door behind me, I skidded to a stop exactly where I had been seconds before. I was just in time to see Rach, my beautiful sister coming back to stand in her place, my toothbrush in her hand, the devil in her smile. I smelled her panties again, and she turned on my toothbrush. I could just hear it’s hum through the cam. As I brought the panties down to my dick, she brought the head of the toothbrush to her pussy. I wrapped the wet crotch of her panties over the purple swollen head of my cock, as she touched my toothbrush to the top of her pussy, and quivered. I started slowly sliding her scrunchies up and down my shaft, wanting this moment to last forever. As much as we had shared today, this was the first truly intimate experience we were sharing. I felt a connection to my Rach, here, us doing this together.
With all of the cumming I had done today, I was sure I could make it last. I kept up the slow rhythm, the soft silk of the scrunchies sliding smoothly. Rach, I was pleased to see, was not having as easy a time. From the moment the toothbrush touched her pussy, she started quivering, her legs began shaking, and she grabbed onto my toothbrush with both hands, as if it would help her stay standing. As we watched each other, she started squeaking, just the way I had heard her squeaking in the bathroom, but louder, and with more heavy breathing. I could feel myself rising to an orgasm, and slowed slightly, releasing some of the pressure from my grip. I wanted more. Her squeaking became high pitched grunting, as her hips began thrusting into my brush. I turned sideways, hoping she would get the hint, and copy my move. After a few moments, she turned also, her legs clearly not working well. With her turned, I could see the dimple of her ass muscle flex with each thrust she made into my toothbrush. I put my free hand to my chest and mimicked pinching my nipples. With a glaze in her eyes; she imitated me, and started pinching and pulling her near nipple. She apparently liked that, because as soon as she stared playing with her nipples, her little grunts got bigger. She started to shake violently all over, somehow managing not to fall. I realized she was close, and viciously cranked at my cock, determined to catch up. Her grunting stopped, and she froze in place. For a moment in time, she stopped, then it hit her; she managed to stay standing for a moment, and then she softly, in almost a whispered panic, said “jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake”, and fell to the floor in convulsions repeating my name in the spasms of her orgasm. I came hard into her panties as she hit the floor.
It was a strong orgasm for me, but I managed to stay standing unaided; Rach on the other hand, had a monster orgasm. I finished, and came back to reality, hearing a croaking “JAKE” coming from Rach. She writhed on the floor; the vibrator slammed on her pussy like a vice. With each thrust of her hips, she called out my name. My exultation turned into worry, as a particularly violent spasm threw the vibrator across the room, and yet her convulsions continued. After perhaps 2 minutes of her or writhing on the floor, repeating “Jake” over and over, she suddenly went limp; her eyes rolled up.
Panicking, I rushed to her room, opening, and closing her door as I raced to her. She was lying on her back, legs splayed wide, in a messy pool of her own cum, unconscious. I could see, by the rise and fall of her chest, that she was breathing. I knelt next to her, speaking softly to her, my mouth inches from her, “Rach? Are you O.K.?” She mumbled something incoherent, weather in response to me, or not, I couldn’t tell. I slid my hands under her head and shoulders, and pulled her to my chest. “Rach, it’s me Jake. Can you hear me?” I whispered into her ear. Her eyes fluttered open, a glazed look in them. Her hand moved, quivering to my leg, “Jake?” I barely made out her whisper. “Yes Rach, It’s me Jake.” I whispered back, relief flooding through me. Her hand quivered jerkily up my leg, and made it’s way to my still moderately hard cock. As her hand wrapped around my cock, her expression went from confused, to contented; she whispered “I love you” and passed back out, her hand still holding me.
I scooped her up in my arms, and both of us naked, carried her to the bathroom. I laid her gently in the tub; putting a towel behind her head, and filled the tub with warm water. I gently bathed her, not allowing her beautiful body to dictate my actions. When I started to wash her hair, she responded; opening her eyes, and smiling up at me. She started to move as if she was going to get up, which, by the feebleness of her movements, I knew was impossible. I took her head in my hands, and got her to focus her slightly less glazed eyes on me. “Rach. It’s O.K. Your Big Bro is here to take care of you.” Her smile widened, and she relaxed. She laid there like a rag doll, a big smile on her face, as I finished washing her. I wrapped a towel around her, and carried her to her room, laid her down on her bed, and massaged her as I dried her, hopping to rub some life back into her. She let me do as I wished, literally not moving a muscle. As I pulled up her covers, and arranged her head on the pillow, our eyes met, and she softly repeated “I love u”. “I love you too Rach. Go to sleep now. I’ll see you in the morning.” She closed her eyes, and I left to take a shower myself. Before going to sleep, I retrieved the forgotten scrunchies and panties, now nicely coated in my cum, and laid them under Rach’s pillow. Her contented innocent dreaming face, the image I took with me to sleep.
I woke up a bit confused. The events of the last day seemed to come back in waves. It hardly seemed possible to fit into them into one day. I got up slowly, still naked, and glanced over to my computer. The web-cam, still active from last night, showed only the bottom half of Rach’s bed, but, I could see, from the lumpy covers, that Rach, was still in bed, and by the lack of motion, I guessed she was still asleep. A glance at the clock showed me that it was 8:15am. We would have to leave for church in a little over an hour and a half. Knowing Rach wouldn’t need a shower, I let her sleep, and, after dressing in clothes fit for church, which is to say nice khaki shorts, and a polo, I went down to the kitchen for some breakfast. Mom was there, and we talked sporadically as we ate, her commenting on our “roughhousing” last night. I suppressed a grin, and apologized for the noise.
Having finished my breakfast, I got some cereal, juice, and a banana, put them on a tray, and carried it up to Rach’s room. It seemed strange after all we had shared, and the fact that we had mutually “agreed” to let each other see, via webcam, into our rooms, that I still felt the need to knock. “Rach? Are you up?” I said, trying to thread the needle in volume between too soft for her to hear, and so loud, I’d wake her up. “Yea” came a sleepy response. “Can I come in?” i said as sweetly as I could. “Uhu” just as sleepy was her answer. I quickly stepped in, and closed the door behind me. There was Rach, my Rach, sitting up in bed, the covers falling, unheeded to her waist. The morning sun angling through the window, cascaded across her tanned torso; highlighting every perfect curve of her body, and lighting her hair as if she were a haloed angel. She took my breath away. I couldn’t believe this vision had been invisible to me until yesterday.
“Are you O.K.?” she said with a crooked grin. “I was about to ask you the same thing.” I retorted, feeling silly for my mind wandering. “I brought you breakfast” I said indicating the tray, as I walked to her bedside. Just as I bent over to place the tray she said “You’re sooooooo sweet”, and jumping up on her knees, the sun now lighting her blond pussy hair like white fire, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. It wasn’t a passionate kiss, it was more like the hug wasn’t enough, so she used her lips too. “Careful” I managed to say as our lips parted, and she sheepishly sat back down, a delighted look on her face.
As I placed the tray over her, her nakedness was all too apparent, to both me, and the quickly growing monster in my pants. I firmly, but silently, told the monster to get lost, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Not being sure where our intimacy began and ended, I said nothing about yesterday, and simply kept her silent company as she ate. After a few minutes off ravenous eating, she looked up, a puzzled look on her face. “Did you give me a bath last night?” “Well
yea, you were kinda a mess, and I was just trying to help
?” I broke off my babbling as I saw her starting to cry. With no regard for the tray of food, she threw herself at me, nearly knocking me off the bed, and hugged me so long and hard I thought she was trying burry herself in me. When she finally let go, she had a look on her face that I’m positive, perfectly mirrored the look I had on my face minutes before, as I saw the sun shine on her. It was wonderful to know that look from both sides, and I smiled at her, hopping, somehow it would convey my thoughts. We sat there, on her bed, her naked, and me in my church clothes, and stared into each other’s eyes for a long time; neither of us wanting that feeling to end. Eventually, though, I remembered church. “Rach” I said anxiously “We’ve got church in like 30 minutes”.
The spell broken, she hugged me again, and kissed me; a real kiss, long and passionate, as if she wanted to breathe in the feeling, and then she hopped up and scampered to her dresser. “Hey Rach” I said as I reached her door. She turned, her face glowing at me, “I left you some presents under your pillow.” And I closed the door behind me as she scrambled, hungrily, over to her bed.
Mom and I were waiting in the car as Rachel came out of the house, a vision of beauty. She had on a sun dress of pale green which looked amazing on her tan body; and she had her hair done up in two pigtails that stuck out just above and behind each ear. She looked so innocent, I almost couldn’t believe it was the same girl who had shared yesterday with me. As she skipped to the car, I noticed each pigtail was held by a white scrunchie; and I knew it was the same girl.
She hopped in the car, all smiles and sunshine, and we sat together in the back seat, as our mom drove us to church. We didn’t speak the whole trip, content to sit together. Along the way, she set her hand next to my hand, and curled her pinky around mine, and we sat there sharing an intimacy I hadn’t known could exist 24 hours ago.
We got to church, and mom went off to practice with the choir. We made our way to our usual spot in the last row, but instead of sitting haphazardly, each picking our own place, we slid down the pew, me leading, to the far wall together; as far from the isle, and, the rest of the world, as possible. We sat, my left side feet from the wall, my right side against Rach, and waited, as people wandered in, each passing our row by, for the “better” seats.
Rach slid her pinky up and down mine; a secret caress, and I turned to smile at her. She smiled back, and reached forward for the paper and pen they used to get the attendance, from the pocket in the pew in front of ours. Her smile turned mischievous as she began to write on the blank attendance sheet. When she finished, she handed them to me. It read “I’m wearing three of your ‘presents’. How did you find out I was spying on you?” I read it again. I didn’t understand. She was spying on me? When? What? “Holy shit” I said to myself. I had no way of knowing how long her spy program was on my computer. I had just assumed she was retaliating to my spying. I laughed out loud at the irony, drawing a few disgruntled glances from fussy church people. I turned to look at her; her face was tight with worry. I wrote “Not until after I started spying on you. Did you know I was watching yesterday before practice?” and handed her the paper and pen. She read it, and giggled, flashing me a “really?” look. I nodded, and she bounced in her seat, pulling one leg under her as she voraciously wrote a response. “YES YES YES!!! I was so excited when I saw my cam light was broken. And when I heard your speakers blasting my hair drier back at me, I knew you were watching. I was watching you too, I wanted to show you, like you had shone me for so long, but after I took off my towel, I got nervous, and had to finish in the corner of my room. Did you know I was masturbating?”
Me: “No I didn’t, you were very quiet, and fast. I thought you were just getting dressed. I see two of the presents, where’s the third?” Rach giggled a little, and, after making sure no one could see, she turned away a bit and pulled the back of her dress up enough for me to see her butt, sitting on her tucked under foot, and the side of her blue thong, the one that had “capped off” my masturbation last night.
Rach: “I was so excited, I came really fast. And then I felt bad because I didn’t let you see, and bad that I didn’t get to see you too; so I decided to make it up to you. Did you like my ride?” As she watched me reading, she wiggled her but, and let out a low breath. This gave me an idea.
Me: “I was terrified the whole time. I didn’t know you were spying on me, so I wasn’t sure you wanted anything sexual from me, so couldn’t relax, but, yes, I loved it. So you’ve been spying on me how long?”
Rach: “Remember this spring; I went to your state meet. I guess I hadn’t realized how hot you were. I saw how big you were, and all your muscles. And then, when we were having that picnic between sessions, you were sitting there, with just you tight little suit on, and you must have gotten exited because your dick started to get bigger. I watched it grow bigger and bigger, and I wanted to see it so bad. When we got home that night, I masturbated; thinking of you, and it was the best orgasm I ever had. The next day, I snuck into your room and put the program on your computer. I’ve been watching you all summer. Every time you went to your room, I’d run to my computer, hoping I’d get to see you
all of you ;). I’m sorry you were scared yesterday. I just wanted you to know I wanted you. Are you mad?” I looked up to see that worried look on her face again. I smiled reassuringly.
Me: “I’m not mad. Exited, and complimented is how I feel. See? So the way I see it, you’ve seen me cum about a hundred times. I’ve only seen you orgasm once. And while it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. It’s only fair that you start catching up. What do think about right here, right now?” I watched as she read. When she got to the part where I said I was excited, she looked at my dick, which was running down my right shorts leg, and occasionally pulsing with little jumps. Her eyes went wide, and she gave me a look of mingled surprise, and greed. Then she went back to reading, and as she got to the end, she looked at me with hunger, and nodded.
I was expecting her to hump her heel, or secretly slide her hand under her dress, but instead, she pulled her leg out from underneath her butt, stood up, and sat back down so close our legs were touching. Spreading her dress out like a tent, her but on the bare pew. Her dress now covered half of my lap. She took my right hand, and guided it under her dress, using her other hand to keep the dress spread. She put her hand over mine and, tucking both our hands under her panties, she guided me to her pussy. I wouldn’t have had a clue, but I didn’t need one. She started using my hand to rub her pussy. She focused right at the top, a little bump, she later told me was her clit. After she got me started with her, she got started with me, she grabbed her little handbag, and pulled out some nail clippers. She took them in her left hand and, sliding her arm behind mine, reached under her dress, and into my pocket. I heard a little rip, and her hand was through my torn pocket, and wrapped around my dick, she looked at me and mouthed “Tell me before you cum”.
I might have been in church but it felt like heaven. I rubbed her clit, and she, squeezing hard, stroked my dick, as we sat facing forward, to all eyes, model siblings, pretending to listen to some guy at the front talk about “love thy neighbor”. Rach didn’t take long. Within a couple of minutes her body went rigid, her grip on my dick, like a vice. I looked over, and she was staring at me; a look of complete love on her open mouthed silently screaming, face. She stayed rigid for 10 seconds or so, and then shuddered, and melted into the pew. Within moments though, she was stroking me again, watching me as I stared straight ahead. After another 30 seconds or so, I could feel my own orgasm coming. With the shocking realization that I would soon be a mess, but too far gone to care, I turned to her hungry, eager eyes, and mouthed “I’m gona cum”. Everything happened fast. Rach did a single pass with her eyes to make sure no one was in position to see, and scooted off the pew, sliding in front of my right knee. Her hand still in my pocket, stroking my almost erupting cock, she used her right hand to push my shorts leg up, and expose the head of my cock. As soon as it came into view, she pounced, her mouth engulfing the whole head. That did it for me, and I came. I spewed 9 or 10 loads of cum into her mouth. She swallowed all of it, except the last load, which she kept in her mouth as she regained her seat; then she spit it into her hand, lifted her dress up, exposing her soaking panties, and rubbed my cum all over them. Then she stood up and slid in front of me, pushing her ass out to tease me along the way, and sat down on my other side. Grabbing my hand, she held it for the rest of church. As we left, she giggled, pointing out the puddle on the pew where she had cum.
END PART 3
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Water Park love part 7: Belize day 2

Note: This I s a continuation of Water Park love and involves male on male. Don’t let the door hit you on you way out if you don’t like it.
The music pounded and I didn’t know what was happening. I remembered “Stereo Love” pounding in my ears and then a warm breeze hit my face. I was outside. Stumbling and stuttering. The moon bounced off of the ocean and into my eyes, illuminating the various streets and closed shops. I stumbled and tripped. My eyes were becoming heavy, heavier by the second. I couldn’t get up. I was grabbed by the arm and yanked up. Black. My eyes lifted back up to see a window overlooking the ocean. Black. My eyes opened to see the same thing, but this time I was being entered from behind with heavy grunts. Black.
Two days earlier
Day 2
There is something about waking up in a white room, with a beach breeze flowing in, and a God sleeping soundly next to you. There is something indeed.
As I rolled over the next morning, I reflected on my time so far. I had embarked in a trip around the world with the love of my life and was two days in, in the most beautiful beach. I leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. I got up slowly and put on the underwear on the floor, not paying attention to who’s it was.
I walked down the hallway and took a right. I opened the two glass doors and was met with a warm sea breeze and the smell of the ocean. It was a beautiful day and I watched as people played outside of our fence.
I walked into the little kitchen and saw a coffee pot with some coffee sitting next to it. I poured water in it and put the coffee in and switched it on. I listened as the machine cackled to life and began to spew out the warm liquid that was like a savior to me on mornings like these. I walked over to the doors and sat in a chair right on the patio. I took a blanket and curled in it. I looked at the clock inside to see that it read 8:30 am. Perfect. The day was going to be long which meant all the more time with Mark.
“Underwear thief” I heard his voice say behind me. He hugged me from behind and kissed my head. “Good morning sunshine” I said. “Morning” he said. “I am making coffee” I said. “Yah I know” he said as he handed me a mug. “Thank” I said. I sipped and felt the warm liquid go down my throat. I rubbed my eyes with tiredness. “What is on the agenda today Crocodile Dundee” I asked. “Ha-ha. Well I had something excited planned but, if you want to stay here and have
. A little fun, I’m ok with that too” he said with a wink.
“Well as nice as having a little fun with you sounds, I think I want to get out and do whatever you have plans to do” I said grabbing his hand. “Good choice because reservations are already made” he said. He downed the rest of his coffee and kissed me. “I am going to the shower if you care to join” he said. “Be there in a minute”. He walked down the hallway and I sat there for a few extra minutes and finished off my coffee. I walked into the kitchen and took both of our mugs. I went to the sink and put the mugs in. I turned the water on and bent over to drink when I heard a thud. I looked around and saw nothing and then bent back over to drink. I came up and swished my mouth and spit it out. I turned off the water and turned back around.
I jumped and yelled. There in the living room was a tall, tan, muscular Mexican man clad in a tight red Speedo. I walked over to the other side of the counter and said “Um who are you”. “Frisbee?” he said. I pushed my immediate boner into the edge of the counter. His accent was so sexy. “No Frisbee” I said. He walked around the couch and towards me and I reached into the drawer and grabbed a handle. He stopped right in front of the counter and bent over. Fuck, boner just raised again. His ass was so tight. He grabbed a Frisbee and said “Gracias, adios” he waved and walked out.
“Random” I said as I ran over to the doors and closed them, locking them. I walked down the hallway and into the bedroom going into the bathroom. He was in the large glass shower, laying on the granite bench, with the water flowing on him. I walked in, stripped, and opened the door. I danced around because the steam in the shower was on and the floor was very hot. I ran over to the bench and jumped on. “FUCK OW OW OW!” I said. “Calm down” he said as he pulled me to him and held me. Suddenly the pain went away.
We sat there like that and I felt his boner raise into my back. I reached for it and he grabbed my hand. “I’m saving the best for tonight he said”. He then gnawed on my neck and I turned around and kissed him. We made out for a few minutes and I stood up, the steam has turned off.
I grabbed the soap and went over to him. He got up and let me wash his body. I lathered up his stomach and then worked my hands around his whole body. I ran my fingers between his and went down his legs and ass. He washed it up and I kissed his abs. He did the same to me and we stood there and kissed for a couple of minutes.
When we got out he dried off and told me to pack clothes for a night. With no protest I did what he asked. He grabbed our things and headed towards the door. “Come with me to heaven” he said. I followed and grabbed his hand. We walked out the door and walked around the house to the beach. We went right and walked down the beach. I took pictures with my camera and got some really good ones. We walked for what seemed like hours until we came to this tiny dock with a little boat with a cabin under it.
We climbed on. “Who’s boat is this” I asked. “Mine”” he said. His parents had some yacht club membership and he said he had this boat driven here. I went down the stairs and placed our bags onto the floor. I stood up and felt tears come to my eyes. I remembered the last time we were on a boat and the aftermath of the whole trip. I held them back and hoped this boat trip would be better.
I climbed up top and watched as he through the ropes onto the boat. He climbed into the front and turned the little boat on. We began to move out of port and were soon cruising around the island. I watched as we approached a little circle in the water, he went around and went into an entrance of the circle.
I gasped in awe. This “circle” was “The Great Blue Hole” a fascination of mine ever since sixth grade. The hole is a popular diving spot that was formed by sea levels flooding caves and is made of basically limestone. Mark told me he has a special diving license that let us be here. He stopped the boat and took off his clothes and was standing there in his Speedo I had bought him. Fuck I made a good choice.
The Speedo clung to his huge package and his ass. It was just enough to cover him, but not that much. His abs looked bigger and I ripped off my clothes standing in a matching Speedo. He same over to me and kissed me. “Fuck you look hot” he said. “Thanks, you don’t look half bad yourself” he kissed me again. “since you haven’t learned how to Scuba dive, were just gunna go swimming, but anytime you here a boat, swim under, or next to ours and do not be seen!” he said. “Ok”. I took the next few minutes to snap pictures of where we were.
As I was putting away my camera, I walked over to the edge of the boat and looked over into the clear water to find him. “Behind you” he said. I whirled around and he grabbed me, kissed me, and then shoved both himself and me into the water. I fell into the warm water and we separated. I was egg beating in place with him when I felt something on my feet. I looked down startled, only to find a school of fish swimming by. They were bright colored and weaved in and out of each other with perfect synchronization.
After swimming in this amazing place which had captured my attention for so long, we went back aboard the mini-yacht and dried off. After taking in the scenery and the view of the god in front of me, I climbed into his lap as he started to drive the boat away. “Wanna drive the boat little boy?” he said in a babyish voice. “Yes daddy” I said with a wink.
He instructed me where to go and told me to be aware of the spiratic shallowness of the water and that we would be killing someone’s habitat if the boat scraped the bottom. I saw a sign bobbing in the water and he told me to drive over there. By this time the sun was beginning to set and the sun was blazing orange and red. As I pulled up to the bobbing sign, he slowed the boat down until we were at a complete stop. He said that the sign indicated this was a safe place to anchor. He pulled a lever, and told me the anchor was going down.
I walked over to a bench in the “cockpit” (what I called the driving area) and laid down, taking in the view.
I fell into a sleep and dreamt about the boat and him and I being together forever. Then my dream turned strange. I was running through Belize until I was met with a random Jungle. I went into it, and I saw the sexy guy from my living room, in his red Speedo, sitting there. He takes off his Speedo revealing a gigantic cock. It was at least a foot long and uncut. He took his dick in one hand and began to stroke it, while with the other motioned for me to come over. I walk over and he tells me to sit on his lap. I do and he puts his cock on my face. He them yells at me, grabs my face, and wraps his snake like cock around my neck, I began to feel helpless and pop up out of my dream.
I sit straight up panting, I’m in the same place I fell asleep and scared out of my mind. The moon is high and illuminating the sea. I look around for Mark, but cannot find him. I run around the “cockpit” and down the stairs onto the deck. What I am greeted with astonishes me. There is a table set up with flowers, and candles. Mark is sitting there in a skimpy pair of lace bikini underwear, not my forte, but what the hell.
“How long was I out” I ask groggily. “About an hour” he said. “Remember hat bag I had yesterday when we got into your car that I said I had something for you? Well go downstairs into our room and see what I have, it is dinner attire for tonight” he said with a wink.
I walked downstairs to find a pair of white bikini underwear on the bed. I slipped my Speedo off and slipped the underwear on, there really wasn’t any difference. I admired my body in the mirror, but came to the quick conclusion that I was being narcissistic, and decided to go back upstairs.
When I came up, the table had been arranged with what looked like a food scene from heaven. There was fish over a bed of spinach, topped with flowers. “I made this while you were out” he said. He pulled out my chair, I sat down, and he poured me a glass of champagne. He sat down opposite me. “where’d you get this?” I asked, referring to the alcohol. “Found it in a cupboard” he said. “Cheers to us and this great trip” I said, raising my glass, we clinked glasses and drank.
We then ate our dinner, which tasted exactly how it looked. He slid his hand across the table and grabbed mine. I mouthed “I love you” and he said “Not as much as I love you”. I smiled. When we were done with dinner, he walked it over to a bow and put our dirty dishes away. He walked over and sat back down. The candlelight and moonlight were the only sources of light and I looked at his eyes. He put his hand on my thigh under the table and I said “Trying to make the move on such an occasion I see? Well Mr. Suarez, I think I might have to take you up on that” I said with a wink. He stood up and came over to me. I looked at his dick, seeing how massive it was in his panties.
He took my hand and pulled me up. He took me into a dancing position and turned on some slow music. He pulled me into his chest and I put my head in his shoulder. He took me and we began to sway. “This is so fucking clich?ark, but so fucking cute” I whispered into his sweet smelling skin. “Call me cheesy” he said, placing his chin on my head.
We stayed like this for ten minutes, but I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed his head in my heads and planted my lips onto his. He took me into his arms and carried me into the cabin. He pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me passionately. A thought and fantasy came to my head and I flipped him over. I went down to the line of his panties and ripped them off with my teeth. I then stopped and said “Be in the driving seat and ill meet you there in two minutes”. He looked at me stupidly and then shrugged. He walked upstairs in all of his naked glory. The minute he was gone, I looked franticly around the cabin, looking for something I had seen earlier. I opened a cupboard and found what I was looking for, a sailor’s hat. I smiled, grabbed it, and ran up top.
When I was on deck, I looked up the stairs that led to the “cockpit” and took a deep breath and climbed them.
Once I got up, I saw him sitting where he was supposed to, his face away from mine. I came from behind him and placed the cap on his head. I then stripped off my panties and walked around so that he could see me. Both of us were steel hard and he smiled at me. I climbed on him so that I was straddling him, took his face in mine once again, and planted my lips onto his. As we kissed ferociously, our dicks pressed in between our stomachs.
He grabbed both our cocks and began to move his hand up and down, I began to moan. This is where my fantasy came into place. I had this naked guy, with an amazing body whose abs and perfect tan glistened in the moon, wearing nothing but a sailor’s hat and huge cock on a boat. This was some sort of fetish. “Captain, I seem to have gotten lost on the high seas” I said. “Don’t worry traveler, ill help” he said in a naughty tone. He then took my hips, moved them up, placed them over his dick, and lowered my ass down.
He eased his dick into me, while I was straddling him, and began to move in and out of me. He placed my back on the hugs steering wheel and stood up behind me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he leaned over me, grabbing my cock, and pushing his tongue down my throat. He began to thrust in and out of me, while jacking me off.
I was in ecstasy. This was different then the other times we had made love, this was a fantasy, a hot sexual escapade. “Captain, Captain” I moaned. “Fuck me” I yelled. He began to thrust harder, jack harder, and push his lips harder, every now and then grunting how lost a traveler I was.
My back moved on the steering wheel, all the while reminding me what was happening. He grunted and I felt his cock beginning to grow even more. My cock also began to swell. With one more Scream of “CAPTAIN”, my cum flew out of my dick, hitting me in the face. He then began to spurt jet after jet of cum into my ass, and collapsed on me, still kissing me. The horn on the boat began to blow, but he didn’t care.
When he became soft, he climbed out of me and led me to the bench on the boat. He kissed me passionately and we lay down.
The last thing I remember about that day was the warm evening breeze hitting my face and naked body, and the warmth of the man, or “Captain” cradling me.

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How it All Started: My Older Brother

My name is Charlie, everyone calls me CJ, I am 19 at the time of writing. I loved all the stories I have found here and not having a normal sex life I figured I would share with everyone my experiences. The first story I want to share, is one I remember so vividly that it’s as if happened an hour ago. Apologies in advance for any grammatical or structural issues you may find.

True Story

Water Park Love part 8: Belize days 3 and 4

Note: This is the end of the Belize trip and a continuation of Water Park Love.
The music pounded and I didn’t know what was happening. I remembered “Stereo Love” pounding in my ears and then a warm breeze hit my face. I was outside. Stumbling and stuttering. The moon bounced off of the ocean and into my eyes, illuminating the various streets and closed shops. I stumbled and tripped. My eyes were becoming heavy, heavier by the second. I couldn’t get up. I was grabbed by the arm and yanked up. Black. My eyes lifted back up to see a window overlooking the ocean. Black. My eyes opened to see the same thing, but this time I was being entered from behind with heavy grunts. Black.
Earlier that Day

The next morning I woke up to a breeze hitting my face and the smell of the ocean filling my nose. I slowly arose, squinting out the sun as I rose. I supported myself with my elbows and looked around. I then began o think about last night. I smiled when I thought about how sexy Mark looked in his captain hat and naked body, the sunset reflecting off his washboard chest. I thought about how I was his “lost traveler” and how he fucked me on the boats large wooden steering wheel. I got a huge erection just thinking about it.
Thinking about my “captain” I looked over to see him sound asleep, his dick flopping in the breeze, his captain’s hat still on, and the slow flexing of his abs as his chest rose and fell. I slowly got up, kissed his forehead and walked down to the main deck, and went down into the cabin. I found my Speedo that I had lost in the frenzy last night, and put it on. I then went back up top and jumped off the side of the boat and into the water.
Now for those who haven’t read my earlier stories, I swam in my earlier high school years, and I haven’t said, that I gave it up for senior year (which I’m in right now, all the stories about us to date have been about the summer between junior and senior year). Anyways, back to the story. I’m a pretty good swimmer; I swam in laps, making distances from points in the water, and did a lot of laps.
During my swim, I thought that I hadn’t told my man that id be leaving, and thought about him freaking out, so I swam back to the boat and climbed aboard. I grabbed a towel and began to dry off. I had the towel over my head and heard “damn, that body never gets old”. I jumped and flung the towel off to see Mark leaning against a wall of the boat, still completely naked. “Same with yours” I said with a wink. His dick grew to full attention. He looked at his cock, up to me, and then said “Ya know traveler, you can’t just ride on my boat for free, and you gotta earn your keep. Come over here and help the captain” he said with a wink.
I came over and he grabbed my back, and my legs, and swept me up into his arms. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. We began to feverishly make out. He reached into my legs and yanked off my Speedo, throwing it to the ground. He then cautiously carried me down the stairs, and into the shower. He turned the water on and set me down. Now, the shower is not very big, especially because it is in a boat. The water fell on me, and his body was pressed to mine, because there was really nowhere else to go. Our cocks were pressed in between our bodies, and he shoved his mouth, tongue and all, into my mouth. We made out passionately for a while, I didn’t know how we would have sex, because there was no where to move. He noticed this to. He began to furiously grind his hips into mine, our cocks rubbing together. He would grind his pelvis in circles and sometimes move then straight up and down. The friction and everything about it was amazing. I looked down and watched as his abs flexed when he ground into me. He moved his mouth down and began to kiss my neck.
This grinding went on for about a half an hour, all the while his grunts and breaths getting heavy, and my climax gradually rising. I couldn’t take it any more, with a few more grinds I began to come, my cum shot up and hit us both. It kept spurting, and before I knew it, his was shooting out too. Our stomachs were a creamy mess, and he was smiling the whole time. He came back on me and began to kiss my face and neck.
After we were done kissing, we cleaned off and got out and dried off. We got clothed and I followed him all the way to the top and he turned on the boat and we were off to our hotel. The whole boat ride I could just not stop smiling. I was so happy to be with Mark in Belize and to see him so happy.
We got off the boat and back to the hotel. We got to the hotel at around twelve in the afternoon, so the day, at least to me, was young. We spent the day playing on the beach, relaxing at the suite, and cuddling. At around 8 Pm I surprised Mark. “Get dressed to go out” I told him. He didn’t ask any questions, he just did it. When he came out, he looked stunning. He was wearing a very tight white tee and jeans. I was wearing jeans with a white button down. I told him he looked hot, he said the same, and we left. “Where we going?” he asked. “You’ll see” I slyly replied.
We walked down some streets, and about ten minutes later, we came to this narrow street and I grabbed his hand and we walked down. We came to a door and I knocked on it, we were let in and led down a hallway. We entered a door and were greeted to loud music and tons of people. I brought him to a premier gay bar in Belize. Now for those of you who don’t know, male homosexuality is illegal in Belize. Women homosexuality is just frowned upon. So the only gay clubs are “underground” so to speak.
“Have a blast” I told him. We went into the dance floor and we began to dance, he ground his hips into my ass, and I ground back. We danced for hours, and drank continuously. We were having so much fun. While we were dancing I looked up to see a man at my level, grinding into someone else. I looked into his eyes and realized who it was. It was the guy who was in my hotel room. He was shirtless and still had the same amazing body and tan. He smiled at me, and I felt a chill run down my back. I stood straight and made mark and I move.
Mark and I danced somewhere else, and I took a break to go to the bar. I asked for a beer and the bartender put down my drink. I looked to my left and saw a very large(fat) man sitting there. He was smiling at me and eyeing me up and down. I then looked to my left and saw the same guy from my hotel room. I was really creeped out and thought I heard Mark say my name. I turned around to see who said it, and Mark was gone. I turned back around, chugged my bear, and went back to the dance floor. I found Mark and we began to dance. “Stereo Love” began to play, and I danced more, I love the song. I began to feel woozy. “I’m gunna go back to the hotel, I don’t feel well. Please stay here babe, have fun. Come back in an hour?” I told him. He tried to protest, but I told him no. We kissed, and I stumbled out of the room, down the long hallway, and out onto the street.
The music pounded and I didn’t know what was happening. I remembered “Stereo Love” pounding in my ears and then a warm breeze hit my face. I was outside. Stumbling and stuttering. The moon bounced off of the ocean and into my eyes, illuminating the various streets and closed shops. I stumbled and tripped. My eyes were becoming heavy, heavier by the second. I couldn’t get up. I was grabbed by the arm and yanked up. Black.
I went in and out of sleep, and was being carried; I was going in the opposite direction of the hotel. I then heard someone running from behind whoever was carrying me. I was then swung around, guessing because whoever was carrying me was surprised. I was then dropped onto the ground. It didn’t hurt, mostly because I was so groggy. My eyes were half open and I saw two people fighting and I heard grunting and then one of the people swung, and the other fell to the ground.
I then saw the person come towards me. I tried to get up and go, but my body refused to move. I was then scooped up and was now going in the direction of the hotel. I heard someone cooing me and telling me I would be okay. Black.
My eyes lifted back up to see a window overlooking the ocean. I knew from the location and view, even though at night, that I was in the Jacuzzi room of our hotel. I heard two people talking, I knew one was Mark; he was quietly talking to someone, someone who had a Spanish accent. “That is the one thing you want, do it. He IS my boyfriend, but you earned it. Please. I insist you, he wont mind.” I heard Mark say. “Ok” I heard a Spanish voice say. Black.
My eyes opened to see the same thing, but this time I was being entered from behind with heavy grunts. This time, I was in more control of my body. I realized my hands were ties to the chair and that someone was thrusting into me. I lifted my head to see the Spanish guy that lost his Frisbee in my room, was fucking me hungrily in my hotel. I kind of freaked out and looked around wildly. I looked left to see Mark, standing there, watching. He was stroking his cock.
“WHAT THE FUCK?” I said. He brought his finger to his mouth, motioning me to be quiet. I looked at the wall to see that it was two in the morning. I was confused, but I trusted Mark, as weird as that sounds in this situation.
I focused back to the man fucking me. I lifted my head and studied him. His abs flexed continuously, I couldn’t help admire his body and tan, he couldn’t compare to Mark, but still, damn. His grunts had a Spanish tone to them, and it made me so hard.
I then focused on his dick. I felt it in my ass, it was huge. It pressed into my ass and hit all the pleasure points back there. He was fucking me like a wild animal, doing different things to make it even that more amazing. He then picked up my legs, and draped them around his shoulders. He came out of my ass all the way, and then rammed back in. He did this a few more times, and I couldn’t stand how I wasn’t being touched. I began to whimper.
Mark came over and grabbed my dick and began to jack me off. The way I was laying down, and where Mark was, he jacked me off, and still managed to put his dick in the mouth of the guy fucking me. I was so turned on. The man continued to fuck me raw. Mark shoved his dick in his mouth, and furiously jacked me off. We continued like this for awhile.
I kept looking up to see this pictures, and took a million mental photographs that would stay with me forever.
I felt the familiar tingly sensation begin to start in my balls. Before I knew it, my ass was beginning to clench as a had my orgasm. This sent the guy fucking me over the edge, he pulled out of me and ripped off his condom, he then began pumping his hand furiously. Mark then pulled out of his mouth, and stood over me, pumping his cock.
They then began to cum, and all over me too. Shot after shot of cum came out, I was amazed. Before I knew it, I had a huge pool of cum over me. Mark left the room, and the Spanish guy came over to me and put his dick in my mouth. It was a good 11 inches. Mark came back in the room and began to take pictures with my new camera. He got some of the guy fucking my mouth, and some with his dick resting on the pool of cum on my chest.
He then untied me and I got up. Mark sat down in front of me, as well as the Spanish guy, whose name turned out to be Guillermo. They explained to me how, when I was at the bar, Guillermo saw the creepy fat guy next to me slip something into my beer while I was turned around. When I got up to see Mark and then leave, the guy followed me out, and when I fell, picked me up to take me home with him. Guillermo followed him, fought him, and then brought me back to our hotel. There Mark told him that he couldn’t thank him enough and asked if he wanted anything. After some conversation, it came out the Guillermo really liked me. So Mark told him he could fuck me because he saved my life.
The reason I was tied up was because Mark knew I would freak out if I woke up.
After this whole story, I couldn’t help buy smile and think of what happened. I got up and went into the Jacuzzi to clean off. They followed, and before I knew it, we were and making out and playing with each others dicks.
After a little while, Guillermo left, and he left us his contacts so we could reach him in the future. Mark and I went to the bedroom where he fucked me to make up for the other guy, and then we fell asleep together.
Later that morning we got up, packed, cleaned, and went to the airport. I put his captain’s hat into a special compartment in my suitcase to have the memory forever. We boarded the plane, first class again. This time I slept the whole way because the drug hadn’t worn off. The last thing I remember form Belize was taking off, cuddled into Marks arms, and him saying “Spain here we come, love you babe” and him kissing me on the head.
This was going to be one good trip 🙂

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Experiences with my Older Brother p2

Feel free to skip if you have read my other story. I am Charlie, though normally I go by CJ. I am 19 years old at the time of
writing this. I have naturally brown hair, browneyes and I am about 5’3. My breasts are a 32c and nice round butt.

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Grandpa teaches me about sex

I learned about sex from my grandpa in my preteen years by sneaking into his bedroom where he slept naked and I would look and play with his penis. Once, when I laid on top of him in bed, I began humping him and we both had orgasms. It was after this time that we began to talk about sex and he told me that I could ask him anything and he would give me a straight answer.
When I became a teen, I began to have sexual feelings (a tingling between my legs). In school we also had a health class that included sex and, of course, my girl friends and I talked about it most of the time. I would visit grandpa on weekends about once a month and ask him about what I learned, or talked about with my girl friends, or just felt. This is a remembering of those time at grandpa’s, not in any order, but just as they come to my memory.
Peeing.
One day grandpa got up from playing a game with me and said he had to pee. I had never seen him pee and asked if I could watch. He said yes. We went to the bathroom and he unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. He grabbed it with one hand and aimed it at the commode and in a second pee began to shoot out of the end of it and into the commode. I watched in fascination. This long stream of pee shooting when he aimed it. After he stopped, he kind of squeezed it and a few more drops came out. He asked what I thought. I said it was neat and asked if he could feel the pee going through his penis. He told me I could and that next time, if I wanted, I could hold it. Of course I wanted to and later that day when he went to pee, he pulled down his pants and I stood beside him and held his penis. As he started to pee, I could feel it going through. I was so excited that I shook a bit and pee went onto the floor around the commode. Grandpa laughed and said that when he was learning to pee in the commode as a boy he sometimes missed too. He let me hold him while he peed several more time throughout my visits. It was always fun. Once, in the back year, it was surrounded by a big fence, he needed to pee and he let me hold his penis and spray him around all over the yard. I always liked holding his penis, it was soft and warm. It was about two thumbs around and almost as long as my hand, that is until it grew. Then it was longer than my hand.
The Shower.
One evening while watching TV and eating snacks, grandpa went to the kitchen to make us a shake. After putting all the ingredients into the mixer, he didn’t put the lid on tight and when he turned it on, well, it splattered all over him and the kitchen. We both laughed and he cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and then said he was going to take a shower and get clean. I had played outside earlier and was also dirty and asked if I could take a shower with him. He said yes, if I wanted. We went to the bathroom, turned on the water in the tub to get it warm and undressed. I watched him take off his shirt, pants, and finally his underwear. I loved to see his penis. It waved back and forth as he walked and his balls hung down and also giggled as he walked. He watched me as I took off my clothes. He smiled when I removed my panties. I had just started getting some light blond hair between my legs and my breasts had started to develop and my mom had bought me a training bra.
Anyway, we both got into the tub, pulled the shower curtain closed, turned on the shower and took turns getting wet in the warm water. I asked if I could wash him and grandpa said I could. I took the soap and began to rub it on his arms which he held out to me. Then he said to wash his back and I did and then he turned around and said to wash his chest, which I did. I got down on my knees and began to wash his legs. As I washed his upper thighs and got closer to his dangling penis, I asked if he wanted it washed too. He said yes. He told me to first soap his pubic hairs and make lots of lather. After doing that, he told me to put the soap up and use the lather to soap his penis and balls. I got my hands all lathery and started soaping his penis, moving my hands up and down its length. I heard grandpa sigh a little and looked up and he was staring at me with a smile on his face. I kept soaping his penis and he told me to use one hand to soap his balls, which I immediately did. His balls were so soft and I could feel his round things inside as like little golf balls moving around. As I played, washed, that is, his penis began to grow and stick straight out.
“Look”, I said, “you are getting long and hard. That is so neat.”
“Yes”, he said, “you had better stop. I seem to be all clean down there anyway.”
Then he surprised me by turning around and bending over and telling me to clean his poop hole. He said that to be totally clean you had to clean your poop hole. He told me to get my hands lathered again and to soap around his butt and in his crack and then to stick a soapy finger into his poop hole. I did as he asked. I soaped his butt and crack and then, a little nervous, I stuck my soapy finger into his poop hole and moved it around. I asked if I was doing it right and he said, yes. It was neat to feel his poop hole squeeze my finger as I pushed it in. It surprised me that my finger did not come out with poop on it; it came out clean. After that, he got the shower extender and let me spray water over him to get the soap off. He bent over and I sprayed the soap off his butt and poop hole and then he turned around and I sprayed the soap off the rest of him. I especially liked spraying his penis since it moved as I sprayed it and I sprayed his balls too. He told me to spray them from all sides and the top and bottom. I did.
Now, it was my turn to wash and I asked grandpa if he would wash me since I washed him. He said he would be glad to do it. He soaped up his hands and began washing my arms and my chest area. It felt real nice when he soaped my young breasts. His hands over my little newly developing boobs made my little nipples get hard and I felt him press his hands into them and I felt my nipples get tingly as he pushed them upwards and downwards with his hand. I wish he had continued soaping them but he moved his hands down and washed my tummy and then turned me around and washed my back and then he kneeled down and started washing my legs. Grandpa turned me around and washed the front side of my legs and up my thighs. I spread my legs for him to wash between them. When I felt his hands on my young mound above my pee slit, I jumped a bit. Grandpa asked if everything was OK and I said yes so he continued washing my pussy. It felt so much better than when I washed myself down there. He washed around the outer lips rubbing them from top to bottom and back up. When he touched the top of my pussy, my knees got weak and I put my hand on his shoulder. As he continued rubbing, he looked up at me and smiled and I just smiled back.
After more time elapsed, he said it’s time to shower off the soap. I told him that he had not washed my poop hole yet and he said “that’s true” and for me to turn around and bend over. I did. He soaped his hands again and spread my butt and started soaping my crack. When his finger went into my poop hole, I caught my breath. That was the first time anything had ever gone in there. But it felt so good. I could feel his finger move in and out. With the soap, it did not hurt at all and I wish it had lasted longer, but he finished and showered the soap off me like I had done him. The spray on my pussy felt the best. He moved it around and washed all of it. He even had me open my pussy lips a little so he could rinse the insides. That felt great! (Since then, I have used the shower spray to masturbate whenever I am in the shower.)
Masturbation.
As a young teen, my girl friends and I talked about everything sexual and masturbation was a common subject. We talked about how good it felt and what we did and we talked about how boys did it. Several girls had seen their brother and some had seen their dad, so I was curious and wanted to see too. While staying at Grandpa’s one weekend, I asked him about how boys masturbate and what it felt like. I asked if he ever did it and he said yes. I asked how often and he said several times a week. Then, I asked if I could watch him sometime and he said he would let me. First, he said that he had to be in the right mood, which meant a sexual mood. When I asked how he did that, he said he watched porn on the computer. I had heard of porn but never seen any so I asked if we could watch some now together. He went over to his computer, turned it on, and went to a site that showed pictures of naked women and men having sex.
(By the way, he always warned me that these things we did together had to be kept secret and this is the first time I am ever telling anyone about them.)
Anyway, he pulled down his pants and underwear, took off his shirt, sat down, and started moving through the pictures. Watching them with him was so thrilling and so erotic. I began to get tingling in my pussy. I saw a man with a big penis having it sucked by a naked woman with giant breasts. Then there was a picture of a woman on her back with her legs spread and the man was sucking on her pussy, sticking his tongue into her pussy.
Then, I saw grandpa reach between his legs and grab his penis and begin to stroke it. As he did, it became longer and longer and bigger around too (like it did in the shower when I rubbed him). Soon it was sticking up. I asked if I could touch it and rub it and he let me. It took both of my hands to go around it but I started stroking up and down his long penis. It felt hard and soft at the same time. Grandpa started moaning and told me I was doing a good job of masturbating him and that soon I would see a surprise. Boy was he right. In about a minute I felt his penis get harder and start to pulse and white stuff shot out of the end and up on his tummy. He told me to keep rubbing and I did and more and more shot out. I had seen my first penis cum. As he stopped shooting, I took one hand off his penis and touched the white stuff on his tummy. It was sticky. Grandpa told me I could smell it and taste it if I wanted, so I did. It smelled like the white flowers on the bushes outside his house and it tasted both sweet and salty. (I have come to love the taste of cum.) Grandpa took out a Kleenex and cleaned off the cum from his chest and stomach.
I asked him how it felt and he told me that it was a pleasant relief. It made him feel happy and good inside. I asked a lot more questions about it and he answered them all. That night we slept together naked and I played with his penis making him cum again. This we did almost every time I visited afterwards.
So you will know and not ask, we never had sex, but we did touch each other a lot. I love thinking back over those days and wish he were still alive. Maybe I will write more later. I am saving these stories and will eventually give them to my daughter to read.

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True Story

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 8 THE ARRIVAL

Please read my stories chapter by chapter. ib don’t bother re-explaining everything.For all of you waiting patiently, and not so patiently for this update, i am truly sorry. my computer died a slow and painful death, causing a lot of breaks in my writing time. this chapter is also more than twice the average length which also lengthened the wait. hopefully this will be worth your wait.

True Story

Toy Store Boy Chapter Eight: Virginity Lost

Chapter 8: Virginity lost
Katie came home for the summer this year and it was last summer all over again. She looked even more beautiful then I had remembered her. We were having a small welcome home Katie/Belated 19th birthday Joey party that night. That meant some friends were coming over in just about an hour.
Katie walked in and everyone ran to hug her. Everyone except me. I was so turned on by the sight of her, I waved at her and went to my room.
I laid on my bed willing myself down. I wasn’t angry or love sick for her like I had been last year when she came home, she had just really turned me on today. I reached over and flipped on my radio and tried to focus on the music and calm down.
It was working until that dumb ass song came on. I instantly got hard again. I cursed inwardly this was pissing me off, every time something’s going on that dumb ass song plays. I wondered what would happen next. Would some one burst though my door now and fuck me? I mean for crying out loud if it wouldn’t have been for that cursed song I never would’ve met Katie the day at the toy store. I never would’ve run into her at the barn and I wouldn’t had got and erection the night of the dance. That song had started both of the relationships I had with the girl of my childhood dreams and the girl I really loved.
I laid there fighting myself back because I could hear guests arriving already. I decided to just not fuck around anymore I reached over and grabbed my old shirt from by the bed and I unzipped my pants and attacked myself. I was mid stroke when predicatively the door opened. I hated the fact Lilly had removed all the locks from the bedroom doors. I looked up in horror all the old guilt on my face, my fears rising up in me. It only lasted for an instant as it was Ash who entered. She gave me a crooked smile.
“Was it Katie?” she asked knowingly as I grabbed my old shirt and came hard. I dropped the shirt back to the floor and zipped myself up before I answered her.
“Only partly.” I said truthfully.
“So if it wasn’t just Katie what was it?”
“It was that dumb ass song.” Before she could ask I started to explain the last bits I hadn’t told her last year. I told her about the song and how it had affected my life. I was honest with her to a point. I still left out the part where the song had been playing at the dance. I wasn’t ever going to tell her. If she remembered she could put two and two together herself. She probably hadn’t been paying attention to what song was playing when I was poking her in the stomach.
When I was done talking she had a crooked smile on her face. She took my hand and led me out of the room. The party was starting and we needed to make an appearance.
With Katie home now it seemed like Lilly had gone into hyper drive. They had 2 weeks until we went to the lodge and the wedding. With Lilly running her around everywhere I really didn’t have much of a chance to even see Katie. I realized as soon as she had set foot though the door, Ash had been right. The only reason I couldn’t commit to Ash was because in the back of my heart I still had a fantasy about being with Katie. I loved Ashley so much I couldn’t make love to her without her being the only girl in my heart. But wait did that mean I could make love to Katie with Ashley taking up so much more room in my heart? What did that mean? I really did love Ash more. I spent the next 2 weeks in just this same confused frenzy. I needed to work this out and make a decision.
One week until the wedding Linda came to the house to help and stay with us at the lodge. Lilly was running around like crazy taking Linda, Ash and Katie with her most of the time. The four girls had wedding fever. With them gone all the time I some how got the responsibility of taking care of the stupid dog. At first I was not happy to be left with the dog, but as time moved on I grew to like walking him or going to the park as an excuse to just get out of the house for a while.
It had seemed like the summer had just started and already it was July. It was finally time for the wedding I found myself in part of a caravan heading to the lodge. Ash had wanted to ride with me, I said yes. She talked the whole way about her wedding day and what she would want. She held my hand the whole ride.
Dad had booked the whole place for the week. We had a number of close friends and family coming to stay the whole week. This ended up causing some changes in the sleeping arrangements. There ended up being some last minute scheduling changes and we had more people coming then we had beds.
Ash suggested that since we all live together anyway that the three of us take the upstairs corner room. It had a full size bed and a twin stuffed into a small room. Ash stated that her and Katie could share the full size bed and I could have the twin.
Everybody thought this was a good idea. Katie an I glanced at each other questionably. What was Ash up too? She knew about the tension between me and Katie. But everyone thought it was a great solution. So here we are again. I’m sharing a room with the girl of my teen fantasy’s. I hoped this wouldn’t back fire.
The wedding was on our second day at the lodge. Lilly looked beautiful, she wore a blue dress, not white. Dad was in a full tux. It was the most dressed up I had ever seen him. The ceremony took place on the side yard of the lodge amongst the trees. It was probably the most romantic looking wedding I had ever seen. I re-created it when I got married a few years later. This week here at the lodge, because of this wedding changed my life forever. When I had my wedding here it was to honor that. But I’m getting way ahead of myself. My wedding comes way later.
The reception seemed to go on forever. It seemed everyone we ever knew showed up to congratulate my parents. I was happy for dad I loved Lilly so much I envied Katie that she was her real mother. I wished she was mine.
We finally broke the reception after dark that night. I retired to the room, I was tired and I wanted out of my suit. I got to the room to find it empty. I changed from my suit to a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I did acknowledge that both girls I was sharing a room with had not only seen me naked but had given me head. But due to the circumstances I chose to put on clothes to sleep in.
I laid down on the bed and fell asleep. I was awoke by Ash some time later. I looked at my watch, it was only 10:20. Ash was shaking me slightly.
“What?” I asked groggy.
“I just really need to be loved right now.” I was shocked, we couldn’t do anything now.
“Now might not be the best time…….”
“Katie is downstairs with my sister. I locked the door. We have a few minutes.” She laid down with me and put her arms around me.
“Thank you, Joe,” she whispered as I slid my arms around her too, “I just needed you to hold me.”
“I love you, Angel.”
“I love you too. But we don’t have time for this,” she giggled squeezing my cock that had grown, poking her leg now, “Just think we only have one year and one month until your promise.” I kissed her and she slid her hand inside my shorts and started stroking me.
Now she was appealing to my sense of danger. Anyone could’ve come up here at any time. Our kissing was growing passionate as she stroked me faster. I was getting so close as we heard the door knob turn. The door was locked so it didn’t open. There came a small knock.
At the same time we heard the knob Ash rolled off the bed lightly as to not make a sound. By the time the knock came she leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Pretend to be asleep.”
I pulled the blanket over me and rolled on my side away from the door so as not to give away my raging erection. Ash opened to door as I was rolling into place as to not have much delay from the knock to her opening the door. Before Katie even walked in Ash held her finger to her face and ssssshed Katie.
“Joey’s asleep,” she told Katie quietly.
“Why was the door locked?” Katie asked suspiciously.
“I was going to change and I didn’t want anyone to walk in on me.”
“You were going to change right in front of Joey?”
“He’s asleep,” Ash said confidently, “Besides he has his back to us.“
“Good point. We’ll see him if he tries to roll over.” Katie said as if it were a warning if I were awake. I heard two different zipper sounds and I realized that they were helping each other out of their dresses. I cursed myself for rolling away from the wall I really wanted to peak at them. It had been 3 years since I had seen Katie. I was drooling on my pillow at the thought that for an instant behind me she was naked. I was so hot at the thought of both girls naked together I actually came without touching myself. I felt twelve years old again as wet cum filled my boxers.
I woke the next morning to Ash shaking me. She said Katie had just left and she leaned in to kiss me. I was on my back and standing up in front of her. She giggled and slid her hand in my shorts.
“Kind of sticky in here,” she giggled, “To bad you didn’t roll the other way last night. You’d have ripped though your shorts.” I had no doubt she was right. She started stroking me with the mental image from last night and the danger of getting caught I didn’t last long.
“Angel I’m ….” I said very softly. She pulled up the leg of my shorts and boxers, lowered her head on the head of my cock as I came in her mouth. She swallowed it down quickly and removed her hand. She got off the bed and started changing into her swim suit.
“Were all heading to the pool. It’s already hot outside.” She pulled on her bathing suit an came back to the bed. I put my arms around her.
“Thank you for the wake up.”
“We didn’t get to finish last night,” she whispered in my ear. She knew the whispering was a turn on for me and it was working.
“Ok you have to go before I rip that bathing suit off you.”
“Ok but don’t take to long …….. I’ll say changing, up here.” she said looking down at the fact I was already up again.
She left the room an I took care of my second orgasm. I put on my swim trunks and headed to the pool. Katie and a number of other girls were already down there. There was more half naked flesh then my teenage brain could handle. It was a good thing I was drained already. Had Ash thought about that for me earlier? I would have to thank her none the less.
Things were going great we had music blasting, everyone was playing and dunking and frolicking like little kids. The water felt amazing to me on this hot morning. It was afternoon before I knew it. Some of the people had gotten out some were tired of swimming some just went to get some lunch. As people were getting out I looked around but had lost track of both Ash and Katie.
It was then disaster struck. If your smart you probably already realized this is where our story began. I’m running through it again because now that you know who we are, I will imagine this seen takes on a whole different meaning. When I wrote the opening I was trying to hide certain dentals, I now return you to the re-written opening.
I was debating getting out of the pool and getting some lunch myself, when that dumb ass song came on. I could feel myself getting hard so I slipped away as fast as possible. I was pissed this was still happening to me. The last time in my room was bad enough, but now in a pool full of relatives and friends was more then annoying.
That song always put thoughts of Katie in my head and I began getting really worked up as I ran up the stairs. I felt like I was still 12 years old. I would just jack myself really fast and head down for lunch.
That was the plan until I found Katie standing in the room. I opened the door to see her standing there wearing only a pair of pink swim suit bottoms with a daisy on the front. I didn’t mean for it to happen but in that moment their was only me and Katie. I forgot about the party downstairs our parents, our friends, and Ash. All I could see was my sister. Six years of burning lust exploded in me and nothing else existed.
She looked at me as if I had walked in on her intentionally while she was changing. When I opened the door she leaning over to pick up a shirt off the bed. Her breasts were amazing. Her skin was tan and her hair still damp and clinging her.
We stood there for what seemed like an eternity, I couldn’t take my eyes off her nearly naked body. I jumped into an erection so hard that it hurt, yet I still couldn’t say anything to her or take my eyes off her. She was so beautiful, her still wet body from the pool glistening, her full breasts, nipples constricting turning hard from the cold air in the room. There was no way for me to hide the erection trying to burst through my loose swim shorts. She was looking at my erection.
I don’t know what took me over in that moment but I pulled my shorts down letting them just hit the floor, but not stepping out of them. I stood there nude and the first real look of embarrassment came across her face, I could see it spread though her cheeks, but she didn’t look away.
I grew bolder. I worked up all my courage and moved across the room to her. Without a word I leaned in and kissed her neck. My body was pressing against hers and I felt her shutter. At first she was non responsive I was about to pull away when she moved my face from her neck and kissed me on the mouth. We kissed lightly at first then moving into heavier kisses. I opened her mouth with my tongue and both of ours danced together. It was the most passionate kiss we’d had since the night at the barn.
I reached up with one hand and ran my fingers though her hair, the other I slid behind her back pulling her close to me. I couldn’t believe she was letting me hold her. It had been so long, I had so much need for this I didn’t care that it was wrong. I didn’t care about right or wrong in that second I was finally holding her again.
All I could think about was I could lose my virginity to her right here and now and it was all due to that dumb ass song. That god damn song. We were still standing and kissing hard when my excitement became to much and I came on her. It happened without much warning, she was leaning against me pressing it down against her thigh, when all of a sudden I let loose and I shot myself down her leg. I was embarrassed, and I turned my head away.
“It’s ok, it wouldn’t be us with out you going off early,” she whispered in my ear pulling my face back to hers, “I can’t deny how wrong this is but, your my toy store boy and you’ve always been such a good brother,” she spoke softly right before kissing me again.
“I think I’m in love you,” I told her. The reason I had said, think, in that statement was because at that moment I wasn’t sure how to feel. I deeply loved Ash but I couldn’t deny that I still had some feelings for my sister.
“Don’t make this worse then it is,” she said lightly, kissing me again. She pulled away and lied down on the bed. She took my hand and pulled me to her.
“I don’t know how much time we have,” she whispered in my ear as I lied on top of her. Despite my early release I was still really hard. There was know way I was going soft at this moment with my dreams coming true.
She reached down and slid her swim suit off. I moved between her legs looking intently at her beautifully shaved pussy. It was more beautiful then I had ever imagined. She took me in hand and brought me to her. I thrust forward not really knowing what I was doing. She moaned and I came again almost right away. She smiled as I came and ran her hand along my cheek. I didn’t stop thrusting.
I was inside her and I was on fire. I’m not sure how long we were together before it was over, but it probably wasn’t as long as it felt. I know it was way to short to cover for the 6 years of yearning behind it. I was lost in a world of my own creating. I’d never felt so good or emotional. I couldn’t get enough of her, I began to kiss her neck again when she told me we needed to stop.
“This is so wonderful, but we should get back to the party before some one notices were both missing,” she said softly. I rolled off of her putting my arms around her, pulling her close, putting my head on her breasts. I could hardly breath from exhaustion and both orgasms.
“No one will suspect that we were up here doing this.”
“No. But we’ve been up here for a while and I don’t want to be found out. It would be…….bad” She paused and started stroking my hair.
She got up off the bed and her hair fell over her face. I didn’t move, she looked at me in a sideway glance her hair covering half her face. I couldn’t see the expression on her face. It was all starting to hit me what just happened.
My breathing and thoughts returning to normal. It was then that I started go get scared. What were we going to do now? What if some one found out? Oh god I had cum inside her! She could get pregnant. A mixture of emotions started swirling in my head. Love, fear, happiness, and disappointment our moment was over.
It was then with my rational mind returning I thought of Ash. How could I have done this to her? Granted we had decided to wait to be in a official relationship, but this was Katie, what would this mean between me and Ash if she knew I had finally made a decision and given my virginity to Katie and not her?
“Katie….. I…..?” I didn’t know what to say. She was putting her shorts on.
“Don’t………. We can talk about this tonight.” She said picking up her shirt off the other bed, “I’m just worried that some one will come up here and over hear, I’ll see you down stairs.”
“Ok.” I kind of croaked. I wanted to hold her and she was leaving. I hopped she wasn’t ashamed of doing it with her brother. I knew that had been her fear for a long time, a fear that we would end up having sex. I got off the bed and pulled on my jeans and lied back down on the bed it still had her sent on it. I laid there and drifted off to sleep.
It was Ash who woke me. She was kissing my neck and my pants were open she had me in her hand stroking me slowly.
“How do you feel?” She asked.
“Right now both good and scared.” I looked at my watch it was 7:00 already. I had slept all afternoon, it had been lunch time when I came up here.
“You should stop, we could get caught.”
“No, everyone else is way out in the woods doing the bon fire and barbecue thing, besides they think your sick.”
“Why do they think I’m sick?”
“Your dad was looking for you earlier and Katie told him you were up in the room feeling sick. I volunteered to come up here and look after you.” I thought it was clever how she had some how manipulated this situation resulting in us being alone right now, but if it gave us time I was ok with it.
“So how do you feel?” she asked again.
“I’m not actually sick. But if you keep up that slow motion your doing I’ll feel fine in just a couple minutes.” She looked at me with her crooked smile.
“No, how are you feeling now that you’ve finally made love to Katie.”
“She told you?” I was shocked. As far as I knew Katie didn’t know Ash knew about us and vice versa.
“She didn’t tell me, you just did.” Tears filled her eyes and she ran to the other bed and curled into a ball rocking herself. I couldn’t believe she just played me like that. I zipped myself up and followed her to the other bed. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me.
“Oh Angel, I’m so sorry,” I whispered to her, “Something happened and I lost control today.” The moment I heard the song I had been thinking about Katie and opening the door to see her naked I lost all control f my senses and my lust had taken over. In that moment I had not only forgotten about Ash, it was like she didn’t even exist right then. Seeing the tears in her eyes that I had caused her I would never forgive myself.
“I’m so, so sorry.” I began to cry, “I love you more then the world.”
“But you slept with Katie.” I couldn’t argue that.
“I know baby girl,” I hadn’t called her that since we got together, “I’ll never forgive myself for hurting your.”
“Then make it up to me.” She rolled onto her back causing me to have to sift my position. She kissed me, I knew what she wanted. I still didn’t know if I could give it to her. I laid on top of her kissing her with all my love and passion for her. I had my knees between her knees, palms resting flat on the bed on either side of her breasts. She pulled up her skirt between us and pulled down her panties. My heart was beating in my rib cage so hard I thought I might die. I knew what she wanted. I wanted what she wanted. But I still hadn’t sorted out Katie yet. I couldn’t take Ash’s virginity without being whole heartedly in love with her. For an angel like her she deserved better. I loved her so much my heart was trying to explode from anticipation. Could I really do this? What was my real fear?
She unbuttoned my jeans. My breathing was heavy. It was like I was the virgin here not her. She unzipped my jeans. My heart beat was hard and I felt like I might pass out. She slid down my jeans to my knees. I almost couldn’t breath. She grabbed my cock and I came on her stomach. I grew harder as she stroked. I started shaking. I hadn’t been this nervous with Katie.
“Calm down,” she said running her other hand over my cheek, “I want this more then I’ve ever wanted anything. I’ve wanted this since I was twelve.” My shaking had turned to a shutter. I knew this was the moment. It was now, today I had never been this scared over anything before. I closed my eyes as I lowered my hips and slid down a little. I kicked my jeans off my lower legs.
“It’s okay,” she whispered in my ear, “Your not going to hurt me.” How did she become the older one in our relationship? I had already made up my mind. She positioned me to her. I had been here before. With other girls, this is usually the time when the lights went out in the library like when I was with Brook or Katie had walked in the door when I was with Abby.
That was then and she was now. I listened for the a sign. Something to tell me if I doing the right thing. No lights went out, no footsteps in the hall. There was no sudden thunder claps or loud thuds I listened for anything but it didn’t come. The only sound in that moment was an angelic voice whispering in my ear, “I love you so damn much.”
I slid into her delicate pink love petals and she cried out loud. She was so tight I felt like I had entered a steel vice lined in silk. She was so warm inside, so very warm she almost burned. She was so warm and so tight, I couldn’t believe how so right this all felt. The world felt right, she felt right. My fears melted away with one stroke within her. How could I have waited for this? Ash should have been my first without any hesitation so long ago. I had tried to the right thing for her, this right now felt more right then any moment in my life.
I brought my mouth down on hers after she cried out the first time. Kissing her heavily I backed out slowly and I trust forward again. She cried out into my mouth again. She was so tight and insanely hot inside I thought she would friction burn the skin off my cock if I thrust anymore. But I did, I couldn’t stop. I again slowly began to pull back a little and thrust forward.
I was all the way inside my angel and I knew I was the devil. I couldn’t believe I was here with her now in this moment. We began to move together. She wasn’t thrashing or shaking like usually did when I ate her out. She had what I would call an unusual calm about her as I trust into her. She began to lift her hips up to meet my every thrust. My body had caught up with my mind and finally shopped shaking, all there was in the world was Ashley, my love, my angel, my baby girl.
I was going to burn in hell for this but I didn’t care anymore. She didn’t just moan, but screamed with pleasure with every thrust. I kept my mouth clamped on hers.
Without warning her body tensed up so tight I couldn’t move. It was my turn to cry out into her mouth. I could feel her squirt on my cock, her juices running down us where we connected. Her warm fluid almost had a cooling effect on me where I was exposed from the flame that was her love flower.
I didn’t slow down when she came, I sped up the speed and depth of my strokes. I wasn’t far after her first orgasm. I shot my seed deep within her. Her body clamped down on my cock again as I shot into her. I still didn’t stop. Somehow I only kept getting harder every time I came. I ran my tongue across hers as I continued my hard thrusting. She was still crying out with each thrust. Her whole body convulsed as her third orgasm hit her. I would’ve been thrown off her had her pussy not clamped down like a steal press not letting me pull free. More juices flooding the bedspread now. I slowed down again as I regained control and her body stopped shaking. I went back to slow even trusts. She was shaking unaccountably now. Despite the shaking I couldn’t stop. Now that I was inside her I never wanted to stop. I came again inside her. I still couldn’t stop, I was never pulling myself from her. Our kissing never stopped as she screamed her shaking got worse and she arched her back experiencing her fourth orgasm.
This is where she had passed out in our past sessions. Her body fell limp but she still had her eyes open. I looked down into those eyes. I still couldn’t stop. She was beautiful I kept going slow and lovingly. I couldn’t stop.
“I love you so damn much,” she said to me. Her voice soft, quiet an full of love. I somehow came inside her a third time. Granted the second and third times for me where far smaller then the last but I had shuttered another small orgasm. I fell off of her onto the bed. My dick was raw, it was sore to the touch as if I had ran sandpaper over it. I would feel that tomorrow.
“I love you Ashley.”
I was exhausted physically and emotionally. She got up and went to the window and opened it the rush of air felt so good. I pulled my jeans back on just in case someone decided to come back. She wiggled out of her skirt and used it to wipe herself off. She put on fresh panties and a pair of jeans.
After we had put our clothes back on I pulled the blanket off the bed, the upper floor had a laundry shoot and I stuffed the blanked down the shoot and went back to the room to replace the blanket with one from the hall linen closet. With the new blanket in place and the evidence gone Ash climbed back on the bed with me. I pulled her to me kissing her neck.
“That was the greatest moment of my life,” I told her.
“Mine too. I’m so happy, even if I’m going to be really sore tomorrow.”
“Your so tight I’m going to be sore too.”
“So was I good?” she asked still giggling.
“So good.”
I laid there and thought about the day. Ash hadn’t given me much time to reflect before she had been up here to have her first time too. I had slept with both my childhood dream girl and my hearts true love. It had been exciting in a unbelievable way with Katie. But with Ashley it had been so much more. I liked both but I liked it more when real love was behind it.
I looked up and Ash had tears in her eyes.
“I’m sorry baby angel, that I broke my promise to you. This is why I thought we should wait.” I felt guilty. I knew she said she really wanted it but she had tears running down her cheeks falling off her chin. I held her rubbing her back. I didn’t know what to say to make this moment ok. It had been so great and now the fear and regret were setting in. For as smart and mature she is sometime I forgot she was a little girl.
“It’s ok. I love you so much,” I reassured her.
“Because of……. tonight?” she asked and I was surprised by that question.
“No. Because of everyday.” She cried more.
“I wanted today to happen so bad,” she cried, “I just never know it would hurt so much.”
“I didn’t want to hurt you. That’s why I wanted to wait,” I tried to calm her down but she burst into more tears.
“I didn’t know it would hurt me so much to share you.”
“Oh,” I exclaimed, “I’m so sorry Ash. That should never have happened.”
“It’s ok, you had to know…….. You had to finish what you started with her to ever get past it.”
“I didn’t need to sleep with her to know I loved you.”
“I always thought that was what was holding you back with me. I knew one day you would make love to her. I accepted that. I just didn’t know it would hurt me so much to share you.”
“Katie wasn’t what was holding me back, Angel,” I said to her more out of reassurance, but I didn’t know if I actually believed that, “I was just waiting until the perfect moment with you, one moment in time where the world was all about us so I could show you what you mean to me. Just like what happened tonight.”
She looked me in the eye and pressed her forehead to mine. We sat looking into each other’s eyes. Her tears started to subside a little.
“Really, you thought it was perfect?” She asked timidly.
“I will tell you something truthfully,” I started, “I had sex with Katie today, but I made love for the first time to you. I know the difference because of you. I could spend a thousand years trying to describe how you felt and never be able to get it out right.”
“Thank you,” she said quietly her demeanor changing again. She smiled and kissed me. We laid down on the bed together. I figured we could lay together until I heard someone coming back up stairs, then I would send her to the other bed so we wouldn’t get caught. We fell asleep not long later.
I woke up early the next morning, Ashley was lying on top of me. I was panicked for a minute until I looked over and saw that Katie wasn’t in the room. I slipped out from under her and walked out of the room. I was exhausted and hungry. I hadn’t eaten anything all day yesterday and I had worn myself out really good. I noticed the cleaning girl was working on the hall as I past her.
I walked downstairs on my way to the kitchen. I knew the kitchen staff started with breakfast early. I hoped they had something ready. I had made it as far as the lobby when I found Katie. She was curled up in a ball on the lobby couch, she looked like she was freezing. I leaned over and pushed on her shoulder.
“Katie,” I called quietly, “Katie, go up to the room.” Her eyes flew open when I spoke to her. She glanced around the room seeing we were alone, she slapped me across the face. It caught me so off guard I lost balance and landed on my butt.
“What?”
“How could you, I thought you were better then that!” She growled at me.
“What are you……..?”
“Your going to sit there and tell me you didn’t use me? Or her?” Now my panic button hit when she said her. Did she know about Ash?
“What are you talking about?” I tried not to give up something she might not actually know.
“You told me you loved me yesterday,” she started tears forming in her eyes. Jesus Christ, I thought, all I do is make girls cry anymore.
“I do love you.”
“Don’t say that. How can that be true? How can you love me and take advantage of Ash like you did?”
“I think it’s time we finally had that talk we’ve been putting off for the last couple years.”
“I don’t want to hear it. I’ve heard this speech from guys and girls for that matter.” I got up from the floor and took her hand.
“Come with me, just for a little while,” I asked, “Let’s talk, if your still mad at me when we talk this out, I promise I will never talk to you again if that’s your wish.”
“Ok,” she said tentatively. I led her outside and we went for a walk in the woods. I wanted to find a place where no one would be ease dropping.
I confessed everything to her. I told her about that dumb ass song. I told her about how much I had loved her for all those years. I reminded her of the conversation we had, had a year ago when she admitted to having a girlfriend. I had told her that I had a secret love then, I admitted to being in love with Ashley. I told her the whole story that is basically everything that is this story I’m writing now.
When I was done she was quiet. We lay on the grass together looking at the clouds pass by. I couldn’t tell if minutes or hours had passed as I had confessed to her, everything I had done.
“How did you know I was with Ash?” it finally dawned on me to ask.
“I came back to the room to talk to you last night. I walked in and you guys were asleep together, she had her arm around you. Even with the window open I could smell a musty smell in the room and I knew you guys had done it. It was strong enough I knew it couldn’t have been from us earlier.”
“Oh, did you tell anyone?”
“No, I wanted to talk to Ash first. I thought if you slept with us both then you were just a selfish asshole pig and I wanted her to go with me to mom and dad.”
“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen yesterday.”
“I know. If I would’ve stopped to think about it,” She started, looking down almost ashamed, “I would’ve realized you always act from your heart, not you dick, like most men.”
We sat in silence for another few minutes. Katie moved over closer to me and grabbed my hand. She explained that the reason she had been so upset to find me and Ash was that she thought I had taken advantage of her. Katie said she had, had her share of bad experiences and the thought of me ruining Ash’s innocence had set her into a rage. There was no way she was going to live with me if I was a pig asshole who uses the innocence of little girls. She was really happy it was out of love, she could understand me falling for Ash.
I told Katie I loved her. There was no getting around that fact. Every time I tried to put it out of my mind, it flared up worse every time she was around. But as much as I loved her, I was in love with Ash. I told her I could never again be with anyone else.
She teared up a little at the sentiment, but said she understood. She loved her aunt very much. She was happy that we were in love. She was happy about how much I loved Ash. She had thought I was some kind of monster for sleeping with her. But after I had told her the whole story she actually gave us her blessing.
She told me that things had worked out really good for us. She admitted that she had been scared about what I thought this had meant for us. She told me that she hadn’t meant to sleep with me. She said she had just lost control in the moment.
She didn’t regret having sex with me, she loved me but for the sake of Ash and her girlfriend we shouldn’t have done it. I told her I thought she had broken up with her girlfriend. She told me she had. She said she was dating another girl now. She felt bad for having cheated. I understood.
I asked her about her girlfriend, would she break up with Katie for this? I felt bad that I might had cost her another relationship. Katie told me she was in love, real love with her girlfriend and thought she could work it out. I hoped so. I asked her what her new girl was like? Katie smiled and said I would meet her soon enough. That was true it would be hard not to meet someone she was dating if we were living together.
We walked to the lodge still holding hands, we were now for the first time simply brother and sister. Just a brother and sister that shared a secret bond. When we returned we went to the dinning hall and got some lunch. Food sounded so good as I had now missed another meal. Ash found us as I was eating a sandwich about ten minutes after we got back. She had a suspicious look on her face but knew better then to say anything in front of the family.
Ash and I decided to go hiking up the mountain trail that afternoon. We asked everybody if they wanted to hike with us, only Linda had said yes. We were getting ready to go when Lilly talked Linda into going to the hot tub with her. She liked that idea better and decided to stay.
That was fine with us, I told Ash we needed to talk. She said she had expected a talk from me today. More so after seeing me with Katie that morning. I told her what was said between Katie and I. Then I told her that since we had gone ahead and crossed the line already I didn’t see the point in waiting anymore to do it again. She hugged me, and said she had been expecting me to tell her we couldn’t do it again.
While we hiked found a secluded grassy area and decided to take a break. As we sat I told her I had something else I wanted to talk about with her.
“The real reason I wanted to talk to you alone, Ash, is I have a question for you that I’ve never asked a girl before,” I said to her shyly. I didn‘t know why I was so nervous I knew the answer yet I almost couldn‘t ask the question, “Ashley my angle love, would you be my girlfriend officially?”
“YES!” she screamed and kissed me.
“Ok,” I said with my heart thumping in my chest, “Wow, you’re my girlfriend.” I said not for her but for me. I was so overwhelmed with happiness just to have a title on our relationship.
We laid down in the grass and began making out. It didn’t take long and I had a need to have her again. I couldn’t control my self I lifted her skirt and pulled down my shorts. We started to make love again but both decided we were to sore from the night before to actually do it yet. We kissed some more and continued the trail.
“Joe, can I ask you a question.” We had only gone about 70 feet up the trail when she asked.
“What’s that my girlfriend?” I asked and she smiled shyly and looked down her feet. I couldn’t get enough of calling her my girlfriend.
“You said you never asked a girl before

 to be your girlfriend. But you dated Abby.”
“I never actually asked her. We were running around all the time, fooling around. One day she just started referring to me as her boyfriend. I just went with it. I never actually asked her.”
“Oh, Ok, I wasn’t sure.”
We spent the remainder of the week at the pool, hot tub and game room. We played air hokey and shot pool. It was really fun. Little by little our family and friend started leaving for home, giving us more time and places to be alone. On the last full day at the loge we hiked back up the mountain trail to our grassy spot again and made love again. It was just as special the second time as the first. I couldn’t get enough of my little lover.
Ashley rode home with me after the wedding. She held my hand the whole time. But unlike the ride up she didn’t talk much. Instead she mainly looked out the window. She looked like she had something on her mind. I decided not to pry, she would tell me what was one her mind when she was ready. I drove us home spending half my time looking at the road and half my time admiring my girlfriend.
Preview: Chapter Nine: Confessions
I got up really early the next morning. I sat for a few minutes trying to decide if I should wake Ash, I had made a decision last night. One that broke my heart and I knew would break hers. It was very early in the morning and I decided not to wake her up so I wrote her a note:
Ash,
Nothing will ever change the fact that I love you. It’s just right now I don’t know how to feel about what happened yesterday. This is why I had said we should had waited for a few years to see how we really felt. I’m sorry if this hurts you. I’m just being honest with my feelings. That’s one thing I will never do, I will never lie to you about how I feel. I never wanted to hurt you. I can’t stand the thought of more tears running down your beautiful face.
With me going to college today what we need is time. Time to sort out who we are and what we’re really feeling. What I’m saying, what I’m feeling, what I want to be clear about, we need to break up. When I come back next summer we’ll talk. We can see what we feel after spending a year apart.
I’m so sorry, Angel, but I think this is all for the best. Don’t think I this means I don’t love you. I love you more then life, you were my first real love and I will never forget that, ever.
Love you, Angel,
Joe
I left my room to find Ash was asleep in the hallway laying on the floor in an awkward position. Her right hand still clutching the necklace I gave her. I picked her up and carried her to her room, laying her down in her bed. I pulled the covers over her and placed the note in her hand left curling her fingers around it. I hoped it would still be there when she woke up. I left her room trying to fight back my own tears. I didn’t know it would be 3 years until I would see her again. I wouldn’t see her again until I was standing at the wedding alter under a canopy of trees, holding Abby’s hand.

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