Sensual

I’m turning 23 in three days. This story is about what happened between my brother and me when I was 14. At that time, I was very surprised.

My brother was 18 then. He wasn’t the kind of guy who liked to go out, he was more reserved and a little shy with girls. In December of that year, my mother decided it was time for him to have his own room. The only problem was that we lived in an apartment. I’d always shared room with him, but now I’d share it with my parents. I didn’t like it.

My cousin, Judy, married when she was 16. Her lordship was my age. They dated the time she was 14. He tried to take her virginity, but she wouldn’t let me.

When she was 16, he proposed and she agreed. She said she’d save herself for her wedding night. And she did it until the week before the wedding.

She spoke to a friend of hers who told her that Judy’s fiancee had been at a party a few weeks before he proposed to Judy. He’d been drinking and had two of Judy’s friends who were at the party, too.

I was in my bed alone last night, thinking about you. It was so long ago, and yet it seemed only a few months ago. The feelings of you lying next to me, for me, behind me, on top of me, all seem so vivid. How did it all start? As I remember, it was my job… You’d stayed and since there was only one bed, you’d slept with me. I remember waking up in the morning and feeling close. I don’t know what started me, just friendly comfort, I guess, but I started robbing your back, feeling the shape of you by the side of your night shirt. You moved slowly under my touch, enjoying the sensitive feelings of being rubbed. Once in a while, I pushed my fingers a little further around your waist and I felt the sidewalk of your stomach. You obviously couldn’t decide if you wanted me to go on like that while you were quiet and even moved from me. I kept quiet, gently, and you graduated and relaxed, and let me rub you. My touch now, I started tracking a line in your leg, felt the change of satin to flesh and my heart skipped. My underwear came between my teeth, I started the trip back in your leg, gave you room to put your shoulder on the bed, so you were looking at me on an elbow. I leaned forward and kissed your lips so softly and you didn’t blink. Your lips were damp. At first, you didn’t respond, except to be passive there, but very graduated, like I kissed gently, you started kissing me back, getting your lips a little divorce to let me explore with my tongue. I didn’t want to break the spell we made, didn’t scare you to pull back from me, so I returned to rub your abdomen through the satin of your shirt, raise my hand to feel the outside of your heavy tits. You have the most beautiful body, very slimy with big boobs where I could have buried my face and drowned, with the greatest pleasure. You started moving under my hand again, enjoying the sensations in you. I felt the outline of your nipples, honor, now, and when I moved from one to another, a line around them, you gave a little moan of pleasure. I kissed you again, this time with more definition, and there was no doubt about your reaction right now. You enjoyed yourself, me, and you kissed me back, your tongue that tried my mouth, tasted me, our tongues looked after each other.

I’ve been working for a big computer company for a year and a half. Being an intern here is a great experience for me. I learned a lot about supporting computer systems, because I’m not a CS major. Since when? I’ve been installed here, lots of other interns have come and gone. Some I really liked while others I wanted to avoid. Most interns were regional colleges, but there were a few of the high schools here. Most of them were in different departments. Even then there’s a coma under the grunts when we nick ourselves, and we often spend our lunch hours together.

We had a fishing trip planned and camped for the first week after school. My wife, daughter and son had invited Tammy’s girlfriend Ashley. Ashley was a neighbor who lived a few doors away. A few days we’d all be excited about the trip. The day before we left, our son Jack came with a virus and it looked like the trip had to be canceled. The girls were very disappointed and complained a terrible thing. The morning we had to leave, my wife suggested I take the girls and she’d stay home with Jack. He was better, but she thought it best he stayed close to home. Camping and fishing wasn’t exactly her favorite activity. I think she welcomed the excuse to withdraw. The girls were happy, the car was almost packed, so we went.