1. High School Virgin


    Date: 5/6/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Incest, Virginity, Author: Mystic47, Rating: 94.6, Source: sexstories.com

    He was timid, a loner with only one friend in the world. He wasn't mentally off or a social castoff but he never seemed to attract friends or interact with others very much. He was an excellent high school student, all his teachers were proud of his work and the depth of the education he absorbed, much more than the crowds of young lusty excitable teens that surrounded him. School for them was a gathering place, somewhere to socialize with the other gender, Monday through Thursday at school were for planning Fridays and Saturdays, not for Math and English. He could speak three languages fluently, his mind thrived on Calculus, History was a weekend reading passion. At seventeen my brother was probably the most intelligent and educated person I knew. I envied his mind because after two years of college I was barely keeping enough momentum in my courses to continue into the third year. I had to admit I might do better if I spent more time studying than at parties. I was home from college between terms when I approached Wallace, “I need your help, I have to get better in school or I'll flunk out, I need to study better, to be more interested in the courses, not in my boyfriends. How do you do it, how to you devote all your time to learning something?” My brother blushed red, not an unusual reaction when anyone talked to him, “I don't know Sis, I just find books a lot more interesting than all the kids around here, I mean they only talk about stupid stuff like those lousy reality ...
    shows on TV or who they are going to have sex with next. None of that is for me so I read a lot.” His comment stirred up a question I had been wanting to ask him since he was fifteen. My brother is not a bad looking kid. He is 5'11, comes in around 190 with a firm athletic body that he maintains by working out in the garage. Thick black wavy hair crowned a face carved by an artist. If he knew you well enough to look you in the eyes you would see his as iceberg blue, not cold, but deep crystal. He has a hint of dark facial hair shadowing his cheeks and I never saw a blemish or pimple mar his face. Wallace is a good looking young man and I often wondered why he didn't have a girlfriend or four; most seventeen year-olds that look like him have a covey of panting woman hanging around, young or older. Maybe he was gay and didn't want to come out of the closet. It was time to find out. “Are you gay?” My brother blanched pale “What? What did you ask me?” “Are you gay, do you like men, I never see you with girls?” “No!, god no, I could never do anything like that. What in hell made you ask a question like that?” “Cause you don’t have girlfriends, you are a really nice looking kid and I know there are some hot young things you may already know who wouldn't mind a midnight session with you once in awhile.” Wallace turned bright red, cast his eyes to the floor then hurriedly scuttled out of the room. As he left it hit me like a thunderclap, my brother was virgin, and he didn't know how ...
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