1. You First


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    never do anything to hurt you, or embarrass you, or anything like that. Not really. You're my little s****r, and I want to take care of you. I want to help you. Someday, you're going to find a guy you really like, and I don't want you to have this hangup and mess things up.&#034 She still looked skeptical. &#034Look, I'll even do it with you, just to show you there's nothing to be scared of. All right? Mom and Dad are out. They never have to know. No one does. It'll just be between you and me.&#034 Her eyes went rolled back and forth as she thought, her forehead wrinkled. She was trying to figure out if I was playing some kind of trick on her. &#034You won't tell anyone?&#034 &#034Not a soul. Not for as long as I live.&#034 I held up three fingers. &#034Scout's honor.&#034 &#034You aren't in Scouts.&#034 &#034I'll swear by them anyway.&#034 She still looked uncertain, but after a few minutes, she nodded. &#034Okay.&#034 &#034Okay?&#034 &#034Okay.&#034 &#034All right.&#034 I gestured to her. &#034Go ahead.&#034 She seemed to shrink, hunching over herself defensively. &#034You first.&#034 I sighed and rolled my eyes dramatically as I stood up, but I knew she'd never do it if I didn't do it first. Man, this must be really hard on her, I thought. I'd never known she had this problem. How much longer would it have gone on if we hadn't agreed to do this? What if no one had ever known, and she'd had to live with it her whole life? Despite everything I had just said, I suddenly ...
    found myself a little nervous, because it dawned on me that I had never been naked in front of anyone else, either. Not like this. In a crystal-clear moment of insight, realized that Jen was right: the locker room was different. I steeled myself. Best to just get it over with. Like I said, we usually just wore sweats on Saturdays, especially if we didn't have to go anywhere. Mine were blue, hers gray. She wore socks, I didn't. Point is, they were comfortable, and easy to put on - and to take off. The top came off easier than the bottoms. When I hooked my thumbs into them, I paused and reconsidered. There wasn't really any point to not taking off my underwear too, I realized, and so, taking a breath, I pulled them both down. Jen said nothing, she just looked. I started to get a little embarrassed because the adrenaline the situation was causing had my dick at, er, &#034half mast.&#034 I wondered what she was thinking; she'd probably never seen one before. Probably. This went on for a minute, until my discomfort grew. I cleared my throat. &#034Well?&#034 Her eyes snapped up to mine, then she just sort of looked at nothing and nodded. She straightened and put her feet on the floor, then bent down to take her socks off. Then she sat there for a bit, I guess trying to work up the courage. But soon, she came to a decision, and she stood up. Staring up at me with her big brown eyes, she crossed her arms at the waist, and in one smooth motion stripped off her top. I really can't say who ...
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