Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2000 20:19:41 EST From: Jessica Riley Subject: Brother's Sleep Over Ever been flattered, or even titillated, despite being freaked out by someone telling you they had liked you for the longest time, or watching someone "check you out"? Well, that's what this TRUE story is about! (Although, I did fictionalize it:) ) Enjoy, and remember do not read unless you believe you are mature enough, 18 or older and are not offended by stories of an erotic nature. Enjoy!! My Brother's Sleep Over A few years ago, my brother, Mike, was having a friend, Jay, sleep over. I had just come home from school and walked up stairs to find my brother and Jay leaving my room. I frowned a little and demanded to know what they were doing there. They had a pre-determined reply, they were looking for a pen or a pencil, but I knew my brother well enough to know something was up. They were both 12 or 13 at the time, two years younger then me, and in mid puberty. My brother was still short and had blonde hair, like mine. Jay was a little taller with a deepening voice and short black hair. I hadn't found him particularly attractive at the point, or hadn't even thought about it. He was just a kid. I was (and am!) a bit nosy, and decided to find out what was going on. I waited a bit, and peeked into my brother's room. I was both shocked and disgusted to find them fondling a few pairs of my lingerie. They spoke closely and quietly, but I can still remember most of what they said, to this day. "Your sister is so fucking hot! I want to do her." Jay said, sniffing my black lace bra. "Ew, whatever, man. Are we going to do this?" Replied my brother, excitement and nervousness in his voice. I was very relieved to hear my brother didn't have the same affections as Jay, but was still a bit weirded out. However I could feel a secret pleasure growing deep inside, I wasn't that popular in school and loved hearing myself being called hot. "Yeah, but don't be so wigged about it, it's normal. We're not "that way" or nothing, we're just practicing. Ok?" Jay said, and I knew what they were planning on. I had tried it occasionally "practicing" kissing with another girl, but was a bit surprised to hear about guys trying it. "Alright, cool. How do we do it?" My brother asked, and had I looked closer I am sure I could see their interest in this situation "grow" with in them. "I'll show you. You be the girl, first, ok?" He said, and sat down on the bed next to my brother. My brother nodded slowly, and Jay kissed him meekly on the lips. They did this a few times, and each time, I found myself becoming more attracted to Jay, he was actually pretty cute. It didn't take long for them to try a little tongue and we're soon messing around pretty heatedly. Finally, Jay spoke. "Man, why don't we try it on?" He said, and held up some of the lingerie they had stolen. Mike reluctantly agreed and stripped down, hiding his erection from Jay by turning the other way. Jay was breathing heavy now, and rubbing his hand over his pants. He told Mike to put on the black bra and underwear, and Mike did, with some trouble with the bra. They stuffed both cups and went back to messing around. Jay was saying things like "Angela, your so hot, baby" as he groped at Mike's paper breasts. "Suck me, Angie, baby." He commanded Mike, who after some persuasion that he would get the same treatment with Jay dressed as Alison, a cute girl from their class, gave in. He climbed off the bed and took off Jay's pants. I felt moisture condensing around my pussy as I saw Jay's swollen, throbbing still growing tool appear. My brother unsure what to do, put it into his mouth and stopped for a moment. Jay was still young, and not quite a man, his tool wasn't huge and Mike could put his whole mouth around it. After a quiet moment of deliberation, Mike put his index and thumb around the base and began to move his mouth up and down the engorged manhood. Jay rummaged through the bag that they hid their stash of panties in and took out a long blonde wig. He dropped it on Mike's head and put his hands behind my impersonator. "Oh, Angie! Suck it! Yes! Oh God! I'm cumming! Oh God!" He cried and Mike took his mouth away just in time. Like I said, Jay was still just a kid, and only in mid-puberty. His body lacked the ability to really shoot anything out, and his orgasm was expressed by only a little liquid spilling out of his large head. Jay grabbed Mike by the hips and rubbed his twitching erection against my black panties, pretending that I was in them, and not Mike's little boner, nearly sticking out of them. As Jay lay down to recuperate Mike picked out some white panties and bra, "Alison's" costume, once Jay had rested a bit. I slipped away from the door, not wanting to see my innocent little brother like that, besides, my pussy was already wet and I was aching to think about some new fantasies that had been forming, after watching the two boys. I grabbed my dildo from the back of my sock drawer and locked my door. I got to my knees and pretended to be giving Jay head while my hand ducked under my skirt and found my clit, as my girlfriend had taught me. I had to grab my pillow and bite it to stop from screaming Jay's name once I had reached my peak. I collapsed on the floor, as my juices flowed out and down my legs. I was a quivering heap by the end of my orgasm, and my pillow had deep teeth marks. I spent the rest of the day until suppertime daydreaming and playing with myself. I took a shower before supper, and had to resist grabbing at myself or straddling the cold wall, as there were people just outside, but you can guess what my thoughts were. All through supper, I was scheming how to seduce my new love, Jay. I already had a plan and made sure he caught my eye as I smiled as seductively as I could and licked my lips. I brushed my foot against his a few times and whispered "Oops." In a low voice that I knew would drive him crazy. I waited in my room for Jay and Mike to finish playing Nintendo and watching TV, until they were finally getting into bed. I put on the black lace that Jay seemed to be fond of (And that had been replaced in my drawer with any stains carefully removed.) and walked by Mike's room. I made sure Jay caught a glimpse of my form, watching as his eyes widened seeing my almost visible nipples. I popped my head into the door and waved goodnight. "Night boys. I'll be sleeping with my door open, so the air conditioning can get out." I lied in that low cute voice and looked straight at Jay. He was in boxers and under a sleeping bag but his excitement raised like a missile, showing through. I winked at him and closed the door. I waited up for a while, pretending to be asleep. Sure enough, I heard footsteps and someone slipped inside my room to close the door. I opened my eyes a slit to see Jay with a hand in his boxers. I was lying on top of the covers with a content smile on my face, and watched with half-closed eyes as Jay dropped his boxers to his knees and started rubbing away at his engorged dick, staring at my pale body. He needed some work on his technique I thought, he was only rubbing it up and down against his hand. I opened my eyes and giggled out loud, watching as his eyes widened. "Oh shit." Is all he could say, trying to cover his small tuft of pubic hair with his hands. I laughed and shook my head, trying not to sound eager. "It's okay, everybody does it. Hell it's a bit of a turn on." I said and giggled again. I saw his member rise even more behind his hands. He was flushed a deep red and apologized profusely. He headed for the door and I ordered him to stop in that soft voice. "You were doing it all wrong, You have to make a fist, sort of. Why don't I show you?" I asked and smiled seductively, moving my body to accent my features. His face drained of color and waddled toward me, his boxers still around his ankles. He started to make a fist but I shook my head and swung my bare legs over the bed. He was already ready to burst just looking at me. "Let me show you, Jay." I said and put my hand on it. He could do nothing but nod. I told him to sit on the bed and felt a giddy rush as he obeyed instantly. I gripped my hand around him and thought he would spew right there, but he just let out a soft sigh and blushed as I giggled at the size. "What you have to do," I explained as I began to slowly move my hand up and down his shaft. "Is start slow like this, and then start going faster and faster." I said, doing so at the same time. I watched as he threw his head back and cried out softly. He was already wet with pre-cum and it wasn't long before he was about to explode and sensing it I let go. He turned to me with pleading eyes and asked me not to stop. He was near tears and begged me. I grinned and told him he had to earn it. "You want me to fuck your brains out? Want me to suck on you, don't you? Want me to taste you?" I said, rubbing my hands under his T-Shirt. I groaned and begged yes. "Well, you'll have to earn it. Kiss me." I commanded and he did so instantly, but nervously. I took over the embrace, slipping my tongue into his mouth. After a while, I told him to untie my bra and kiss me. He didn't understand and kissed me on the lips again. I giggled and shook my head, lying out on the bed. "Kiss me, here." I said, and grabbed my own swollen breasts. He tentatively kisses each one, and sensing my pleasure began sucking at them and licking them like a hungry dog. I moaned softly and after a while, ordered him to fuck my brains out with his hand. He pulled down my panties and put his hands in, unsure what to do. I guided him as best I could and soon found myself screaming his name. After I came, and watched him eagerly look at his swollen dick I decided to let him have his fun. "Alright, Tiny" I nicknamed him and slapped his bare ass. "You get ten minutes in which I'm your little slave." I squirmed with delight as his eyes widened and his cock raised excitedly. He didn't waste a second. He grabbed my hair and pulled me down. "Suck me!" He groaned and I giggled. "Yes, master." I obeyed and kissed the head, then grabbed his little cock into my mouth. I sucked and licked at it, pulling at it slightly with my hand. "Of fuck!" He groaned again and again. "Oh fuck! I'm going to come! Oh God! Oh God! ANGIE! FUUUUCK!" He cried, and I kept pulling on him with my lips and tongue until he exploded from within, his semen dribbling into my mouth. I licked him clean and then kissed him, letting him taste his own juices. We never really saw each other after that, and he gradually grew apart from my brother, last I heard, he was caught masturbating in class and was saying my name. I'm still thrilled thinking about that sleep over, and can't wait for my brother to bring over a new (older) friend, some day. Seeyas!