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You First
Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: , Source: xHamster
really weird not having you around all the time, and that made me think about the future and after college and..." She trailed off and sniffed, and I realized that she was abruptly on the verge of tears. "You've just always been there for me, whatever I needed, my whole life, and I don't know what I'm going to do without you." "Hey, hey, hey," I said, drawing her into a hug as a sob escaped her throat. "Shh, it's okay, no need for that. Listen to me." I held her at arm's length, making sure she was looking in my eyes. "No matter what happens, you'll always be my s****r. Okay? I'm never going to 'forget' about you; that's stupid. You've always been with me my whole life too, you know? I may be older, but you've always been around as far as I'm concerned. I could never 'forget' you. Not in a million years." I couldn't suppress a smirk. "Especially not after what we've been doing lately." It worked; she laughed, blushing and pulling me into another hug, a long, tight one. I felt her tears soaking through my shirt on my shoulder. "That's not why you do it, right?" I said facetiously. "No, Shawn, you ass." She punched me lightly in the stomach. "I do it because you're freaking hot, and I like making you feel good." "You think I'm hot?" No one had ever called me that before. She lifted her head up and favored me with a pitying look. "Shawn, do you honestly think I would suck your dick if I thought you ... were ugly?" I laughed. "I guess not." "Then you're hot," she said conclusively, burying her face again. "I'm the luckiest s****r alive to have you as her b*****r. Clothes on and off. And I know that's probably weird, but I can't help it. You make me feel so good and safe when we're hanging out together, and I didn't think it would but it really turns me on to know you're looking at me when I'm naked." "So you weren't trying to seduce me from the beginning." She laughed, her face still pressed against me. "Sure seems that way, doesn't it? No. I thought your 'solution' was really weird, but I wasn't going to back down once you took your clothes off. But it really did help. And the more comfortable it became, the more I liked seeing you naked, and being naked around you. And, you know... one thing led to another." I couldn't think of anything to say to that, so we just stood there, hugging for a while. Eventually she gave me a final squeeze, indicating that she wanted to be let go, and we separated. She wiped tears off her face with the back of her hand (even though I'm sure they were all on my shirt now), and we gathered up our backpacks where they had fallen and I followed her upstairs. "You've been doing a lot of thinking about this," I commented. "You could say that," she said, sniffing. I recognized her trying to get a hold of herself. Our parents weren't due back for a while, but if they saw she'd been crying there ...