It all began on a typical summer day. As I did most days, I spent much of it lying in the sun in the backyard and reading one of my romance novels. My brother left earlier to play ball with his friends in a park near our suburban home. Mom and Dad both worked. I turned eighteen a week ago. My brother would be nineteen in a month. Glen and I graduated from high school a few weeks earlier. We were in the same grade because my brother failed the fifth grade. Then he buckled down and did well.
Mom and Dad’s twenty-fifth wedding anniversary was coming up. They married when they were eighteen, right out of high school. Mom and Dad went to college together. Dad received a degree in accounting. Mom finished her degree in business management while carrying me. Glen was born in August, and I was born eleven months after my brother.
My brother Glen and I were typical siblings. We got along but weren’t what you’d call close. He had his group of friends, and I had mine. Both of us did well in school. We weren’t on the honor roll, but we maintained good grades. Glen swam and was a member of the diving team in high school. I also swam, but I didn’t dive.
Mom came in from work at five-thirty. She changed out of her suit, putting on shorts and a top.
“Megan, please help me with dinner,” Mom said.
I put on a pair of shorts over the bottoms of my two-piece bathing suit. Mom asked me to make a salad when I came into the kitchen.
“What did you do today, Meg?” Mom said.
“I just read and sunned, Mom. Kathy and Donna are on vacation. I spent most of the day in the yard,” I said.
Kathy and Donna were my best friends. The three of us spent most of our free time together. Like most girls our age, we went to the mall and talked about boys. I had a boyfriend, but we broke up when he pushed me to have sex with him the night of our prom. I wasn’t a prude and didn’t mind him feeling me up when we made out, but I didn’t want him trying to get into my pants. Donna said I was childish and would have to let him fool around if I wanted to keep a boyfriend. Kathy was like me and didn’t let boys go too far.
“Where’s Glen?” Mom asked as she placed a meatloaf in the oven.
“I think he’s playing ball at the park. I haven’t seen him since this morning.”
Mom and I talked while preparing dinner. She told me about her day at work and filled me in on the gossip in her office. I talked about my plans for the summer.
At six, Dad came home. After saying hello to me and kissing Mom, he changed his clothes, grabbed the newspaper, and sat in his chair. As he flipped through the paper, Dad talked with Mom.
Glen came home as Mom and I placed dinner on the table. He washed his hands in the kitchen sink and sat in his seat. I sat across from my brother and began putting food on my plate. Mom and Dad sat across from each other at the square kitchen table.
“As you kids know, Mom’s and my anniversary is coming soon. We have booked a cruise,” Dad said. “We’ll fly to Fort Lauderdale, board the ship, and cruise the Caribbean.”
“That’s cool, Dad. What are Meg and I going to do?” Glen asked.
“We’ve decided to take you with us. The ship is large, so we can have our privacy when we want it. There are many things to do on the ship. I don’t think you two will get bored,” Dad said.
“When are we leaving?” I asked.
“We leave a week from tomorrow,” Mom said. “We’ll go shopping this weekend to get a few new outfits for the trip. We have to dress up for dinner in the main dining room. The rest of the time, the dress is casual.”
I loved shopping with my mom. She let me buy stylish clothes and shoes. Mom and Dad never said anything about the mini-skirts, short shorts, or midriff tops I wore.
On Saturday, Mom and I headed for the mall. We bought shorts, tops, skirts, sundresses, sandals, new bathing suits, and undies. Mom allowed me to buy a bikini. As a joke, I asked her about the skimpy suit, but she said it was okay to get it if I wanted it.
My mom and I could wear the same size clothing. Her bras were a cup size larger than mine, but we could exchange almost everything else. Some of the things Mom bought surprised me. She usually dressed conservatively, but the shorts, tops, and skirts she selected were anything but. I made a comment about her clothes, and she laughed.
“I figure we’ll be on a ship where we won’t know anyone. I want to dress nicely for your father,” Mom said.
I wanted to ask if she was trying to dress sexy for my dad, but I didn’t. The things she bought were sexy.
Dad and Glen went shopping, too. When we got home, we all showed each other what we bought. Dad gave Glen and me new suitcases and told us we could take whatever fit.
Day 1 — Surprise Surprise
Time went quickly, and we flew to Florida the next thing I knew. We landed at seven o’clock in the morning and took a shuttle to the pier. I couldn’t believe the size of the ship or the number of people lined up to get on it. Dad told Glen and me the cruise ship wasn’t one of the largest. He said the cruise catered to families with older children.
Looking around, I noticed there were people of all ages. I saw people who could be my grandparents as well as young couples. There were kids, but not many.
A woman took us to our staterooms. I gasped when she opened the door to the room my brother and I would share. There was only one bed. The woman smiled and showed Glen and me how to change the large bed into two smaller beds. The woman gave us a card with the code to our door. After Glen and I dropped our suitcases in our room, we went to our parents’ stateroom on another level. Mom and Dad had a suite.
“This is really nice, Mom. Look, you guys have a balcony,” I said.
“Our room has a balcony, too, sis. Didn’t you see it?” Glen said.
“No, I was too busy worrying about the bed,” I said. “I like you, but there was no way I would sleep in the same bed. I thought you’d have to sleep on the couch until the woman showed us the bed changed into two beds.”
The woman left after telling us about the room and several of the services offered by the cruise line. Once she had left, Mom told Glen and me to sit down. I sat on one end of the couch, and Glen sat on the other. Dad and Mom sat across from us.
“We didn’t want to mention this until we were on the ship. This cruise is a little different than most cruises,” Mom said.
“What’s the difference?” Glen asked.
“This cruise is clothing optional.” Mom paused to let what she said sink in.
I felt my mouth open as I thought about what Mom told us. She and Dad sat quietly and smiled as they looked at the shocked looks on my brother’s and my face.
“It means some people will be naked some of the time. You two don’t have to go naked if you don’t want to, but if you decide you do, it’s alright with your mom and me,” Dad said.
“Um, are you and Mom going to go naked?” Glen asked while diverting his eyes.
“We plan to. Mom and I have talked about this for several years. We decided we would take this cruise for our anniversary,” Dad said.
“Why didn’t you guys leave us at Grandma’s house or something?” I said. I didn’t want to be naked or see other people naked.
“We talked about it, Meg. Dad and I thought we would give you and your brother the opportunity to go on this cruise with us instead of leaving you at home. I know we’ve been deceptive, but we thought it would be best to inform you this way,” Mom said.
“There’s a pamphlet in your room. Why don’t you look at it and then make up your mind? We will muster on deck to make up the lifeboat teams and get the safety instructions shortly. We can talk about this later,” Dad said.
I felt numb. While we listened to the lecture about the lifeboats and drills, I couldn’t help looking at other guests and wondering who would be naked later. I was somewhat curious. The only penis I’d seen was my ex-boyfriend’s, and only for a few seconds. He pulled it out and tried to make me suck it on our last date. I jumped out of the car and ran. The small Speedo suits the boys on the swim team didn’t leave much to the imagination, but they covered what I wanted to see.
After the ship cast off, Glen and I went down to our stateroom. I found the pamphlet and began to read. It told about the different activities. The brochure explained when it was proper to be nude and when it wasn’t. Most of the events were outdoors and by one of the pools. There were several places inside where dressing was optional. As I read the information aloud, Glen sat beside me and listened.
“I’m not going around naked!” Glen said.
“Neither am I! I can’t believe Mom and Dad brought us on this cruise. I’m going to stay in this room until we get back. I might go out to eat, but that’s all. You have to wear clothes in most of the dining rooms,” I said.
Glen glanced at the pamphlet and said, “Um, only the main dining room, and then only at dinner.” He continued to read and then laughed. “Look, it says we should carry a towel to sit on if we’re naked.”
“I’M NOT GOING TO BE NAKED!” I yelled.
“I know, neither am I. I just think it’s funny,” Glen said.
My brother and I sat in the stateroom and watched television. An hour later, there was a knock on our door. Glen opened the door for Mom and Dad. I sighed in relief after seeing they were dressed.
“We’re going to look around the ship. Would you kids like to come with us?” Mom said.
“Not if I’m going to have to look at naked people,” I said as I folded my arms across my chest.
“You don’t have to look at them,” Dad said.
“What do you mean, Dad?” Glen asked.
“If there are naked people, don’t look at them. I’m sure there will be other things to see on this ship. Look, kids, there’s a difference between glancing, seeing, and staring. If something bothers you, look away,” Dad said. “You two shower with other naked kids at school. Do you stare at them?”
“There aren’t boys in the shower with us,” I said.
“Okay, suit yourselves. Mom and I are going to take a walk. If you two want to spend the trip in this room, it’s up to you,” Dad said.
“I’ll go with you,” Glen said. “I guess I can always go to the room if I feel uncomfortable.”
I gave in and went with the rest of the family. As we walked down the passageway, I kept glancing around. I wondered if we would see anyone naked. What my dad said made sense to me. I never felt uncomfortable showering with the other girls on the swim team or after PE. Chuckling under my breath, I thought about all the girls joking about raiding the boy’s locker room.
Like most girls, I was curious about boys. The line drawings in my health class textbook didn’t provide any details. I once saw an R-rated video at a sleepover, but it didn’t seem real. I covered my face and screeched along with the other girls at the pajama party. We joked about it, but we didn’t know what we were talking about at thirteen.
As we walked around, we saw the shops, the casino, the dining rooms, the nightclub, the arcade, and many other things. What we didn’t see were naked people. The people we met along the way smiled and said hello. My brother and I began to relax and responded to them. Dad led us outside, and I became anxious again.
We went to one of the pools. People were relaxing around the pool, and everyone wore bathing suits. When I noticed my brother gawking at some of the women in the skimpy bikinis they wore, I nudged him in the ribs with my elbow.
“Hey, why’d you poke me?” Glen said.
“You’re staring,” I said. It was fun making my brother blush.
We reached a small pool, and I started to laugh. I saw my first naked people on the trip, and they were all about six or seven. Two girls splashed and frolicked in the shallow water in their birthday suits. Sitting on the pool’s edge was a woman I assumed was their mom.
The first adult I saw was a woman who looked like she was Mom’s age. She stretched out on a reclined lounge chair topless. I quickly diverted my eyes, but then I looked again. My brother got jabbed in the ribs again.
“Stop it!” Glen said low enough so only I could hear him.
“Stop looking at her,” I said.
We continued exploring the deck. When I saw a man and woman, both of them naked, Glen poked me in the ribs. We chuckled and walked away quickly.
“Honey, I want to change into my suit. It’s nice out here, and I want to get a tan,” Mom said to Dad.
“Okay, hun. I’ll change and come with you,” Dad said. “What are you kids going to do?”
“I’m going to go to the room and read,” I said. I wanted to ask Mom if she was going to be nude, but I couldn’t gather the courage.
“I guess I’ll go watch television,” Glen said.
My brother and I went to our stateroom. I grabbed one of my books from my suitcase and went out on the balcony. Pulling a chair into the sun, I sat down and opened the book to the place I’d marked.
The balcony wasn’t very big. Two chairs and a small table almost filled it. Glancing around, I noticed the shields to prevent the people next to us from seeing our balcony or from us seeing theirs.
Glen came out and sat in the other chair. He put his feet up on the railing. I glanced at my brother, smiled, and returned to my reading.
“This is nice,” Glen said. “I think I’m going to put on my suit and get some sun.”
I nodded but didn’t look up. Glen left the balcony, returning wearing his trunks. He sat down, scooting his chair into the sun. After a while, I decided it was too warm to dress as I was. I went into the room to put on my suit. After contemplating between my two-piece suit, the one-piece suit I wore for the swim team, and the new bikini Mom bought me, I chose the two-piece.
Back on the balcony, I resumed reading my book. Glen fidgeted in his chair and then spoke up. “This is going to suck, Meg.”
“It won’t be bad, Glen,” I said as I closed my book on my finger. I laughed and looked at my brother. “You can always go to the pool and look at naked women.”
“Yeah, and you can look at the men,” Glen said.
“Have you ever seen Karen naked?” I asked. Karen was a girl my brother dated back home.
“No, we don’t do anything,” Glen said.
I knew my brother and Karen made out, and he had felt her up. Karen was a member of the swim team, and we talked. She had told me about the night she parked with Glen, and he touched her breasts through her top.
“That’s not what Karen says. She told me you felt her up,” I said teasingly.
Glen blushed and turned away.
“It’s no big deal. A lot of girls like being felt up. I know I liked it when Don touched my boobs.”
“You let the dork touch you?” Glen said.
I blushed as I nodded my head. “Yeah, a couple of times.”
“Why did you break up with him?” Glen asked. He hadn’t asked before. We seldom talked about the kids we dated.
“Because he’s a jerk. He wanted to have sex, I didn’t,” I said.
“What else did you and Don do?”
“What else have you and Karen done?”
“I asked first,” Glen said.
“Nothing! He did something I didn’t want him to, so I broke up with him.”
“What did he do?”
“It’s none of your business.”
Glen shrugged his shoulders. I thought for a moment and then told my brother what Don tried to do. When I finished, Glen pounded his right fist into his left hand.
“I’m going to kick the shit out of him when we get home,” Glen said. His face was red from anger, not blushing.
“Don’t, Glen. You’ll get in trouble, and Don isn’t worth it.” I put my hand on my brother’s arm, feeling the tension. “Thanks, though, it’s nice to know you care.”
“You’re my sister, Meg. Of course, I care. If any guy ever does anything, you don’t want him to, just tell me. I’ll make sure he never does it again.”
“What if I want a boy to do things?”
“That’s up to you, Meg. If you want to do something, it’s your choice. If some asshole does something you don’t want him to, it’s different,” Glen said.
I felt funny inside. My brother had never been so adamant about protecting me before. It was nice to know he would be there for me.
“You have to be careful about the guys you date too. A lot of them have big mouths. They’ll brag about what they did even if they didn’t do anything. I know several guys who said they had sex with a girl when I know for a fact they haven’t.”
I nodded and said, “I know some girls who are the same way. They say they do stuff with boys to make everyone think they’re cool.”
“I didn’t know girls lied about it, too.”
“Are you kidding? Girls are big gossips. They aren’t any different from boys, I guess. I’ve never heard any guys talking about the things they do. You know, sex.”
“I would never talk about what I do with a girl. That’s just wrong! Why would anyone want to ruin a girl’s reputation?”
“Some girls ruin their own reputations. They act like sluts and talk about the things they do with anyone who’ll listen,” I said.
“Like who?”
“Donna, for one.”
“Your best friend, Donna?”
“Yup, she tells us about her dates all the time.”
“No shit, what does she tell you?” Glen said with a grin.
“It’s none of your business.”
“Why? If she doesn’t mind telling anyone, why should you?”
“I don’t know. I just don’t think it’s right for me to tell you she’s given boys blowjobs or she isn’t a virgin.” I grinned when I saw the look on my brother’s face.
“Wow, maybe I should ask Donna out.”
“Make sure you wear a rubber. You might catch something,” I said. “That’s not fair. Donna hasn’t been out with many boys. At least, she said she hasn’t. Please don’t repeat anything I said, Glen.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t. I’m not a gossip.”
I grinned and then said, “Okay, your turn. What have you done with a girl?”
“Not much, just kissing and a little touching.”
“Do you want to do more?”
“Sure, don’t you?”
I shook my head, but deep down inside, I did want to do more. I wasn’t afraid of sex. I was afraid of someone finding out about it. My parents were cool about sex. Mom and I talked about it before, and she told me it was a decision I would have to make. When I started going steady with Don, Mom took me to the doctor to get a prescription for birth control.
I remember the day well. On the way home from the doctor’s office, I cried and told Mom I didn’t need birth control because I wasn’t doing anything. She smiled and nodded. Then, out of the blue, she said, “Maybe you don’t need it now, but it’s better to have it and not need it than the other way around. Someday, you’ll have sex, and when you do, you may not want to become pregnant.”
Since then, I have taken the pill each morning. It has been almost a year, and I have never needed the protection the pill was supposed to provide. If it weren’t for making my periods regular and light, I would have stopped.
“I don’t know. I don’t want to have sex just to have it. Don’t you think it should be something special?” I said.
Glen laughed and blushed, his face turning bright red. “I think any sex would be special.”
“Boys! Is sex all you think of?” Don’s constant begging me to do things made me feel it was all boys cared about.
Glen glanced at the book in my lap. The cover showed a couple, partly dressed, in a heated embrace. He smiled and pointed at the book. “As if girls don’t.”
Before I could respond, Glen went into the room and closed the door, leaving me alone to think about what he said. Maybe my brother was right. I spent a lot of time reading romance novels, many of which were very explicit. I also spent a lot of time rereading the steamy parts. Romance novels provided me with my limited knowledge of the mechanics. I knew about oral sex, both giving and receiving, as well as some of the contorted positions people fucked in. The authors could be very vivid in the descriptions they provided.
While I had never felt the things the books described, I imagined them. Many nights, I touched myself while thinking about some handsome stud having his way with me. The rougher my lover was in my fantasy, the stronger my orgasms felt. I didn’t dream about being hurt, but I did relish the idea of a strong, dominant man.
I guess my feelings stemmed from my dad. He was a strong-natured man and very firm in his convictions. Dad didn’t pull any punches when he wanted to get his point across. My dad wasn’t what I would describe as overly strict. He allowed Glen and me to make our own decisions and mistakes. When my brother or I screwed up, we heard about it. Dad had a way of pointing out the error of our ways without yelling or hitting us.
That’s not to say our parents didn’t spank us. We both had our butts warmed more than once when we were younger. Mom and Dad would dole out our punishment equally. Mom never told us to wait until our dad came home; she acted. Neither Mom nor Dad really hurt my brother or me. Dad never spanked my naked butt. Some of my imaginary lovers did, though.
The last time either of my parents spanked me was when I was seven or eight. I couldn’t remember why. My parents grounded me if I got into trouble now, but it didn’t happen often.
My brother was a lot like Dad. Not only because Glen stood over six feet tall, the same as Dad did, but he was also very sure of himself and assertive most of the time. Not around me, but around others he was. He was the captain of the diving and the swim teams. When Glen ran the practices, everyone listened to him. To me, he was just my big brother. I loved the way I could make him blush or get my own way with him.
Glen came back out on the balcony and offered me a can of soda. I took it and thanked him. He stood at the railing and gazed out at the blue water. I watched the muscles in his back ripple as he moved fluidly. Moving my eyes down, I noticed how strong the backs of his legs looked.
“Look, Meg. Dolphins are swimming alongside the ship,” Glen said as he pointed with his can of soda.
I got up and looked at the graceful mammals moving through the water. They came up in pairs as if choreographed.
“They’re cool,” I said.
We watched the dolphins for a while. When someone next to us said, “Hello,” I jumped. A woman stuck her head out far enough to see my brother and me.
“Hi, we’re watching the dolphins,” I said.
“My boyfriend and I are too. They’re pretty, aren’t they?” the woman said.
“Yeah, they’re so cool!” I replied.
“Well, take care. By the way, my name is Allison. I’m here with my boyfriend, Randy.”
“I’m Megan. This is Glen,” I replied.
“Hi,” Glen said.
“Talk to you later, Megan and Glen.” The woman pulled her head back. I sat back down and sipped my Coke.
Later, Mom called our room to tell my brother and me to get ready for dinner. She said she and Dad would be down in an hour. I told Glen and went to shower. When I came out wearing my robe, I told my brother it was his turn.
I put on one of my new sundresses over a new set of matching underwear I bought for the trip. Before slipping into the dress, I looked at myself in the mirror. I pushed my breasts up, admiring the way the sheer bra made them look. Smiling, I remembered our shopping trip and how Mom reacted when she realized I had grown a cup size. Now my bras were thirty-four C, but not by much.
Glen came out of the bathroom wearing his slacks. I watched him pull on a polo shirt and told him to tuck it in. He finished dressing while I returned to the head to fix my short brown hair. I kept it cut short because of swimming.
Mom and Dad came to our room. They asked what we did all afternoon, and Mom shook her head when I told her. We left for one of the dining rooms to have dinner. The dining room Dad selected was buffet style. We went down the line, filling our plates with the great-looking food they offered. I found the food was as good as it looked when I started to eat.
“You kids are missing a great time by staying in your rooms,” Dad said. “I really wish you’d give this a chance.”
“Maybe tomorrow,” Glen said.
“So, did you and Mom run around naked all afternoon?” I said.
Mom and Dad laughed. “We didn’t run around, Megan,” Mom said with a smirk, “and no, we weren’t naked.”
“I don’t know how you can do it,” I said.
“We won’t know until we try it,” Dad said. “As we told you two, we wanted to try it. Mom and I talked about this before we decided.”
“It would have been nice if you would have told us so we could have decided before we got on the ship,” Glen said.
“Yes, we realize it now. Mom and I are sorry we didn’t give you the option,” Dad said. “If you want to know the truth, there were as many people wearing suits at the pool as there were not wearing them. Your mom and I still haven’t gone au naturel,” Dad said with a grin.
“Why not? I thought that’s why you came on this cruise,” I said.
“No, we came to find out if we could do it. We probably will, but we haven’t yet. Your father and I are getting used to it slowly,” Mom said.
We ended the conversation without resolving anything. I was still determined I wasn’t going to go naked. I wasn’t sure I wanted to see anyone else naked, but I didn’t want to stay in the room the entire time.
After dinner, we went to a stage show. There was a magician and dancers. The show was kind of cool. Mom said she and Dad were going to the casino at ten o’clock. Glen and I went to our room.
I changed into a sleep shirt while my brother changed in the head. I was already in bed when he came out. We watched television for a while and then decided to sleep.
Glen turned off the lights and the television. I curled up with my back toward my brother. The gentle motion of the ship soothed me, and I began to drift asleep. I heard Glen start to snore and wondered if I would get any sleep with all the noise.
Day 2 — New Friends
The next morning, I woke up and looked over at my brother. He was up, leaning against the headboard and reading one of my novels. When he saw me watching him, he blushed and put the book down. I was going to say something, but I didn’t. I got out of bed to go to the head.
Glen and I met our parents for breakfast. We talked about our plans for the day while we ate. I enjoyed the fresh fruit and warm Danish roll I selected. We drank coffee while Dad told Glen and me about the spa and the machines it had in it.
“Your father and I are going to do some shopping and then sit by the pool,” Mom said. “What are you two going to do?”
“I want to check out the arcade. It looked like they’re some cool games there,” Glen said.
“I’m going with Glen,” I said.
My brother and I wandered around until we found the arcade again. We began playing the games. Glen and I sat next to each other in one of the car racing games and competed. He won most of the races, but I did manage to win one or two when he crashed.
“Hi,” I heard a girl say. I turned around and saw a girl about my age standing beside a boy who looked like her.
“Hi,” I replied.
“I’m Jenny. This is my brother, Brad. We’re from Michigan,” she said.
“I’m Megan. This is my brother, Glen. We’re from Michigan, too. Where do you guys live?”
“We live in Warren, near Detroit,” Jenny said.
“Cool, we live in Harrison Township,” Glen said.
I was amazed I’d met someone who lived so close to us. I listened to Brad and Jenny talk, finding out they lived about ten miles from our house.
“Is this your first time on a cruise?” I asked. “It is for Glen and me.”
“No, we’ve been coming on this cruise for three years. Our parents take us every year,” Brad said.
I felt kind of weird for a moment. I wondered if Jenny and her brother went nude while on the cruise.
The four of us decided to get sodas. We went to one of the bars and ordered our drinks. Brad pointed at a table, and we sat down.
After talking about school and our neighborhoods briefly, Glen mentioned he and I swam on the swim team.
“I thought I recognized you. You dive too, don’t you?” Brad said. “Our schools compete.”
“Yeah, I dive. I swim freestyle and the breaststroke,” Glen said.
“How old are you guys?” Jenny asked.
“I’m eighteen, Glen will be nineteen in August,” I said.
Jenny giggled and said, “You two are almost as close in age as Brad and me.”
“How far apart are you guys?” Glen asked.
“Fifteen minutes, I’m older,” Jenny said. “We’re twins. Brad and I are eighteen.”
The four of us spent the rest of the morning together. We ate lunch at one of the restaurants and then went for a walk. Brad and Jenny told Glen and me about the activities the ship offered.
“There is a dance every night. You guys have to come with us,” Jenny said. “Most of the old people go to the nightclub at night. The ship has a place for us. You know, kids our age.”
I felt like killing my brother when he said, “Do you guys ever go around naked?”
“Sure, it’s cool,” Brad said. “It’s hard at first, but it isn’t bad once you get used to it. There is a lot of great scenery, too.”
Jenny poked her brother in the ribs and said, “You can be such a pig!” Jenny laughed, looked at me, and grinned. “He’s right. There is a lot of good scenery.”
Brad and Jenny laughed. Glen and I blushed and tried to be cool. A few minutes later, I found myself in the restroom with Jenny.
“Don’t let the boys get to you. They’re just acting like boys. I like looking too,” Jenny said.
“It doesn’t bother you when your brother sees you naked?” I said.
“No, not anymore. We’ve never been very modest around each other. I guess it’s different for twins. Haven’t you ever seen your brother naked?” Jenny said.
I blushed and shook my head.
“I think Glen is cute. I hope the four of us can be friends. Most of the kids our age are stuck-up, but you and Glen seem cool,” Jenny said.
“Thanks, I hope we can be friends too.” I didn’t want to tell Jenny I’d planned to spend my time in the stateroom.
When Jenny and I left the restroom, Brad and Glen called us over to where they sat. Jenny and I sat down and asked what was up.
“We’re going to the pool. Want to come with us?” Brad said.
“Sure, I have to go to our room first,” Jenny said. “Why don’t you and Glen get ready and meet Brad and me in our room.”
Jenny gave us the number to the room. They were one deck up from Glen and me.
Glen and I didn’t say much on the way to our stateroom. I wondered if Jenny and Brad would be naked when we went to the pool.
I went into the head to change into my suit. When I came out, Glen was wearing one of his Speedo suits. We shared a nervous smile, grabbed our towels and sunscreen, and left.
Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the stateroom door, where Jenny told us to meet her. She opened the door and let Glen and me in. I glanced around, noticing the room looked exactly like ours.
Much to my relief, Jenny and Brad wore suits. Jenny’s bikini looked small on her. Brad, like Glen, wore a Speedo. The four of us went up to the pool. We found lounges and staked our claim. I looked around nervously. The number of people who shed some or all of their clothing had increased from when Glen and I were at the pool the day before. I tried to look away, but it seemed there was someone naked no matter where I looked.
A man and woman, both of them naked, came over to where we sat. Jenny smiled and said, “Hi, Mom, hi, Dad. These are our new friends, Megan and Glen. This is my mom and dad, Mr. and Mrs. Weaver.”
“We’re pleased to meet you,” Mrs. Weaver said.
I couldn’t get over how relaxed Jenny’s parents seemed. They acted as if they were dressed. I tried not to stare but couldn’t seem to keep from glancing at Mr. Weaver’s penis. He didn’t seem to care one way or the other. We chatted for a moment, but I don’t know about what. They said goodbye and left.
A few moments later, my Mom and Dad came over. Mom didn’t have her top on, but otherwise, they were dressed. Well, they had on suits. Glen and I introduced Jenny and Brad. Brad got up and shook Dad’s hand.
“Those are my parents,” Jenny said as she pointed at Mr. and Mrs. Weaver.
“Joan and Larry, are your parents? We met them at the casino last night,” Dad said.
“Yeah, they’re our parents,” Brad said. “Dad said he won a few bucks last night.”
“I didn’t win anything, but Mrs. Kelly did,” Dad said as he pointed at Mom.
“How much did you win, Mom?” Glen said.
“Not much. About fifteen dollars,” Mom said. “Have fun, kids. We’re going to go say hi to Joan and Larry.”
I watched my parents walk over to where Jenny and Brad’s parents were sitting. Dad and Mr. Weaver shook hands before Mom and Dad sat down to talk with them. When I turned to our new friends, I saw Jenny had removed her top.
“You should try it, Megan. It’s cool being topless,” Jenny said.
“Yeah, and it’s even better when you’re naked,” Brad said.
“Stop it, Brad. As I remember, you didn’t get naked until the last day the first time we came on the cruise,” Jenny said.
“You just like looking at my cock,” Brad said.
Jenny laughed and nodded. “Yeah, it’s so cute.”
I felt my cheeks warm as I listened to Jenny and Brad. He said something about the size of his sister’s breasts, and she shoved her chest out. Glen and I got up and jumped in the pool.
“Those two are crazy, aren’t they?” Glen said. He stood in the water beside me.
“You sure can’t keep your eyes off Jenny’s boobs, can you?” I said. I don’t know why, but it bothered me when he looked at her.
“I wasn’t staring. Was I?”
I grinned and shook my head.
“Are you going to take your top off?” Glen said.
I laughed. “Why? Do you want to see my boobs?”
My stomach flipped when my brother blushed and gently nodded his head.
“Oh my God, you’re such a pervert!” I said.
“I’m sorry. I guess I should have lied.” I felt like crap after he said it.
“No, you shouldn’t have lied. I’m sorry for calling you a pervert. I was just teasing you,” I said, and I meant it. Then, I did something I hadn’t done in a long time. I hugged my brother. He froze when I hugged him and moved away.
Glen and I got out of the pool. We dried ourselves and then sat down. Brad took out a bottle of sunscreen and began applying it to his sister’s back. She was on her stomach while her brother ran his slippery hands over her body. When Jenny flipped over, I thought Brad would continue, but he gave the bottle to Jenny. She smeared the lotion over her body, rubbing her breasts when she did.
I took the sunscreen out of my bag. After doing my front, I glanced at Glen. Smiling, I handed him the sunscreen and asked him to do my back. I stretched out on my stomach on the lounge chair and waited. Glen poured lotion on my back, causing me to flinch. He started spreading it on my warm flesh, and I sighed. Having his hands gliding over me caused my body to react the same way it did when Don touched my breasts.
AsGlen moved his hands slowly, I felt myself tingling between my legs and tried to fight off the feeling. Glen moved to my legs and spread the sunscreen over the backs of my thighs and lower legs. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his tender touch.
Glen finished, and I opened my eyes to look up at him. My gaze caught his crotch, and I noticed the bulge in his tight Speedo. He quickly sat on his lounge and then flipped onto his stomach.
Without him asking, I put lotion on my brother’s back. I could feel his muscles flex under my fingers as I massaged the sunscreen into his muscular shoulders. When I reached his thighs, I felt Glen quiver. He squirmed on the lounge as my hands moved up and down his muscular legs.
I didn’t say anything after I finished. Lying down, I glanced at Jenny and noticed the big grin on her face. I diverted my eyes and looked around at some of the other guests.
My thoughts shifted to what I’d done in one of my fantasies. In this one, my lover carried me to bed and ravished me. I felt my pussy tingle much the way it did when my brother rubbed my back and legs. Finally, I jumped up and dived into the pool. The cool water cleared my head.
Jenny joined me. She and I stood at one end of the pool. I couldn’t help glancing at her naked boobs. Jenny smiled but didn’t say anything about it.
“Your brother’s hot, Megan,” Jenny said.
“So is Brad.” Brad was cute, but I didn’t think he looked as good as Glen.
“Have you ever fooled around with your brother?” Jenny asked.
“NO! How can you say such a thing?” I said indignantly.
“Come on, you mean to tell me you never played doctor or anything?”
“Well, yeah, but it was when we were like five,” I said. I couldn’t ask the question in my mind.
“Are you and Glen going to the dance tonight?” Jenny asked.
“I guess so.”
“Cool, we’ll have fun. We should meet there at about eight,” Jenny said. “I think Brad and I will take off for a while. Our parents want to take us shopping this afternoon. We’ll be in port in a few minutes.”
Jenny and I got out of the pool. We toweled dry and then headed for our rooms. I noticed Jenny didn’t bother to put her top on.
Glen and I took turns in the shower. I dressed in shorts and a midriff top. Glen put on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I slipped into my sandals, and we went to our parents’ room. Glen knocked on the door, telling Mom it was us when she asked. When we went into the room, I gasped. Mom was naked. She smiled and walked to the head as calmly as if fully dressed.
“We’re getting used to being without clothes,” Dad said. He sat on the bed in his boxers. “Mom and I wanted to try it at the pool today, but I couldn’t gather the nerve.”
“Mom didn’t seem to have any trouble,” I said.
Sticking her head out the door of the head, Mom said, “I was only topless. Everyone has breasts. Some of those men have bigger boobs than I do.”
“I think women should be able to go topless if they want to,” Glen said.
“Yeah, you would,” I said, stopping before I called him a pervert again.
“That’s not what I mean, Meg. Men go places without a shirt, but women can’t. It’s discrimination,” Glen said.
“Yes, it is,” Mom shouted from the head. She came out wearing her top and shorts. “It’s discrimination, and it shouldn’t be allowed.”
“I don’t want to run around topless,” I said.
“I’m not saying you have to. I’m just saying a woman should have the same choices men do,” Mom said.
“I think all of this nudity stuff is making you crazy, Mom,” I said.
Mom laughed. “Maybe you think so, but it’s helping me learn about myself.”
“How so, Mom?” Glen said.
“Well, I’m learning what I’m capable of and willing to do. I never knew I could sit around the pool topless until I tried it. I also never knew how much I would like it.”
“Wasn’t it embarrassing?” I said.
“Yes, at first it was, Meg. It took a few minutes for me to get used to it. After a little while, I didn’t even realize I was topless. I can only assume it will be the same when I try going completely naked,” Mom said.
“Are you going to do it, Dad?” Glen asked.
“I haven’t decided yet. I might try it tomorrow. The thing you have to remember is there’s no pressure. We can do whatever we feel comfortable with. It’s the same as most things in life. You do what you want, not what someone else wants you to do.”
“We have to do what the teachers tell us,” I said.
“Yes, you do, but it isn’t what I’m talking about. I have to do what my boss tells me, too, but I don’t have to if I feel it’s wrong. You can talk to your principal, counselor, or us if your teacher tells you to do something you feel is wrong. I can change jobs. In life, we have to make choices all the time.”
“Like what Mom told me about sex,” I said.
“What did she tell you?”
“She said only I could decide when and with whom. Mom said it was up to me, but I had to live with my decision,” I said.
“Dad told me no means no,” Glen said.
“You’re both right,” Mom said, and then she chuckled. “However, it’s the same in reverse. If a boy tells a girl no, she should stop, just like he should if she says no. There shouldn’t be a double standard.”
“Like going topless?” Glen said.
Mom and Dad laughed. I gave my brother a dirty look. “Yes, Glen, like going topless. If a woman wants to, she should be able to do the same things as a man. How would you like it if they said swimming was a man’s sport, Meg?” Mom said.
“That’s different.”
“No, it isn’t. There’s no difference at all. Years ago, women couldn’t wear long pants in public. Women couldn’t vote either. Some things are still unjust, but it’s getting better. If women want to be equal, they have to fight for their rights no matter what it is,” Mom said.
“Let’s go before it’s too late,” Dad said. “We’re on vacation and should be having fun, not trying to resolve the world’s problems.”
We left the ship and went to the shopping area. Mom and I found cute outfits at one of the straw markets. We bought matching bra tops and wrap-around skirts. Dad and Glen found tee shirts with the port’s name on them.
In one of the shops, Dad picked up a bottle of rum. He showed it to Mom. She nodded and told him to get two so they could take one home with them.
“How about us? Can we have a bottle of rum, too?” Glen said as he laughed.
Dad grabbed a bottle and took it to the counter with the two bottles he selected.
“Don’t get drunk and sick,” Dad said, surprising my brother and me.
“You don’t care if we drink?” I said.
“No, not as long as you take it easy and don’t drink too much. I would suggest mixing it with cola,” Dad said.
I couldn’t understand the changes in my parents, but I didn’t question them. I decided they must be going through one of those mid-life things I’d read about in my novels. I began to wonder if they were having affairs. In some of the stories I read, husbands and wives cheated on each other because they felt their lives became stale.
We went back to the ship for dinner. Mom and Dad saw Jenny’s parents in the dining room, and we sat with them. Glen, Brad, Jenny, and I discussed what we saw ashore. Our parents made plans to go to one of the casinos on the island.
After dinner, Glen and I went back to our room. We had a couple hours before meeting Brad and Jenny for the dance. Brad put the bottle of rum on the table and then sat down.
“I can’t believe Dad bought the rum for us,” Glen said as he flopped back on his bed.
“I can’t believe they said we could drink it. Glen, do you think everything is okay between Mom and Dad?”
“Yeah, why do you ask?”
“I don’t know. They’re acting weird, aren’t they?”
“I think they’re being cool, Meg. They seem to be having a great time,” my brother said. He rolled on his side and propped his head on his hand. “I didn’t know Mom was so animated about women’s rights.”
“I knew she felt men and women should be equal, but I didn’t know she thought women should be able to go topless.”
“Well, where does the equality start and stop? Like you said, you don’t want to go topless, but shouldn’t you have the right to do it if you wanted to?”
I shrugged my shoulders. Glen turned the television on and began flipping through the channels. I tried to decide what to wear to the dance. After thinking about it for a few moments, I called Jenny. She told me she was wearing a skirt and a tank top. We talked about our outfits to ensure we didn’t wear the same colors.
At a quarter to eight, Glen and I headed to the dance. There was a teen nightclub set up for activities for kids our age. Jenny and Brad met my brother and me outside the room and went in together. We found a table near the dance floor and sat down. A disk jockey began playing rock and roll music. Jenny and I got up and danced together. After a few songs, we went back to the table. When a slow song came on, Brad asked me to dance. I told him I would if Glen danced with Jenny.
The four of us went out and began to dance. The small dance floor was crowded, and we kept bumping into other kids. Brad pulled me close with his hands behind my back. I held him with my arms around his neck. When the song ended, we waited to see what the DJ would play next. When the music began again, it was another slow song.
“I’m going to dance with Jenny this time,” Brad said. He took his sister in his arms and began to move.
Glen came over to me and looked into my eyes. I smiled and nodded. He put his arms around me as he would a girlfriend. I felt myself stiffen, but I put my arms around his neck. Glen pulled me close, closer than Brad did, and began moving. I relaxed and started to follow his lead. It surprised me when I found out how well my brother danced. He guided me around the floor as if I were floating on air. I rested my head against his shoulder and let Glen lead.
The song ended, and a fast song began. Glen stepped away from me and started to dance. Grinning, I danced with him. Jenny and Brad joined us, and we all danced together.
The dance ended at eleven o’clock. We were having a great time and didn’t want the night to end. Jenny suggested we take a walk on the deck. The four of us went up to the main level and walked around. We could see the lights of the port on one side of the ship and the stars in the sky on the other. Jenny stopped to gaze at the water while Brad stood beside her. Glen and I stood a few feet away, talking about how much fun we had at the dance.
“I didn’t know you could dance,” I said. “You were great.”
“Thanks, you’re fun to dance with, too,” Glen said. “I don’t know why, but I find dancing easy.”
“Brad’s okay, but you’re better.”
Glen chuckled and said, “Yeah, that’s what Jenny said.”
“Do you like her?”
“I think she’s nice. She told me she had a boyfriend. Jenny made it sound like she wouldn’t mess around.”
“That’s cool. I don’t think people should fool around if they go with someone. How about you and Karen?” I said.
“We’re not going steady or anything. Karen dates other guys.” I knew Karen dated other boys, but I didn’t know if Glen knew.
“What do you guys want to do now?” Jenny said. “We could play cards or something if you want to.”
“Cards sound like fun,” Glen said. “Where do you want to go?”
“We can play in our room,” Brad said. “My dad bought us a bottle of rum today.”
“Really? Our dad bought us one, too,” Glen said. “Have your parents done it before?”
“Yeah, we can drink once in a while. We have to make sure we don’t get loaded,” Jenny said. “Our parents let us have wine with dinner at home.”
We went to Brad and Jenny’s room. On the way, we bought cans of Coke. Brad went to get a bucket of ice while Jenny pushed the two beds together. Brad and Glen mixed drinks for us. We all tasted them. It was only the second time I had alcohol.
“This is good,” I said. “I’ve never had rum before. In fact, this is only the second time I’ve had booze. The first time was at a sleepover. The girl made orange juice and vodka for everyone. We only had one because she didn’t want her parents to miss the booze.”
“I’ve had a beer before,” Glen said.
Jenny dealt the cards. We started playing crazy eights. After a few games, Brad made us another drink. I noticed I was feeling funny from the booze but didn’t say anything.
“This is good rum.” Brad held up the bottle. “It’s one-fifty-one.”
“What does one-fifty-one mean?” I asked.
“It means it’s strong,” Jenny said as she laughed. “I’m already feeling it.”
“Alcohol is rated by its proof. If it were pure alcohol, it would be two hundred proof. Most booze is around eighty proof, and some are one hundred proof. This is about seventy-five percent alcohol,” Brad said.
“Like I said, it’s strong,” Jenny said. “We better watch out, or we’ll get drunk.”
We finished our second drink. Brad poured us Cokes without booze. We continued to play cards for a little while longer.
“Want to play strip poker?” Jenny said. “This is getting boring.”
“I’ll play,” Brad said.
I looked at my brother. He shrugged and said, “I’ll play if Meg wants to.”
Why did he leave it up to me? I thought to myself. Glen knew I didn’t want to get naked, but I didn’t want to be a prude either. I had drunk enough rum to remove some of my reservations and found myself shrugging my shoulders.
“Okay, here are the rules. The lowest hand has to take something off. If you don’t, you’re out of the game. The last one wearing clothes is the winner,” Jenny said. “Socks count as one piece of clothing.”
I did a quick inventory of what I wore. I had four items. All of us had removed our shoes when we got on the bed.
“Does everyone know how to play five-card draw?” Jenny asked as she shuffled the cards.
“I do,” Glen said. I shook my head.
“Okay, here’s how it works,” Brad said. He went on to explain the game to me. We played a few practice hands before we started to play in earnest.
Brad lost the first hand. He removed his shirt, and we all laughed. I lost the next hand and found myself sitting in my bra, skirt, and panties. After a few hands, Jenny and I were down to our undies. Brad and Glen still had their pants on. Glen lost the next hand. Jenny and I began taunting him to take off his pants.
By this time, the rum had me feeling no pain. I giggled far more than usual, finding the slightest thing funny. Jenny was also laughing out of control.
Jenny lost the next hand and unceremoniously removed her bra. Laughing, she shook her shoulders so her boobs jiggled. Jenny’s breasts weren’t as large as mine were, but they still wiggled.
Glen dealt the next hand. Jenny asked for three cards and made a face when she looked at them. In the end, Jenny was naked and out of the game. She sat on the bed with her legs closed and watched her brother lose the next two hands. I lost my bra, and then Glen lost the next hand. He tossed his cards on the bed and said, “Meg is the winner.”
“Wait a minute, you have to take off your underwear, Glen,” Jenny said.
My brother groaned. He shucked his white briefs and sat there naked. I looked at his crotch and blushed. He shifted around while Jenny grinned.
“Nice cock, Glen. I think you’re bigger than Brad,” Jenny said. “Size doesn’t matter. It’s the motion of the ocean, not the size of the ship, that counts.”
We all laughed and dressed. Glen and I told our friends goodnight and headed to our stateroom. On the way, we were silent.
“Are you okay?” I said when Glen and I were in our room.
“Yeah, I’m embarrassed, but I’m okay,” Glen said.
“I didn’t feel as embarrassed as I thought I would when I lost my bra,” I said.
My brother’s face turned red, and he looked away.
“What’s the matter?” I said.
“Um, nothing. Just forget it, Meg.” Glen sat on his bed with his back to me.
Sitting beside my brother, I said, “Something’s wrong with you. Tell me what it is. What did I do wrong?”
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Meg. Just forget it, okay?”
I stayed on the bed with my brother. He didn’t look at me or say anything. I began to worry he was mad at me.
“Why are you mad at me? Please tell me what I did wrong, Glen.”
“I got excited when I saw your boobs! There, are you satisfied now?”
I sat in shock for a moment. Then, I thought about what Glen said and began to chuckle.
“Thank you, that’s nice to hear,” I said because I didn’t know what else to say.
“I’m your brother. I shouldn’t have gotten turned on when I saw you.”
“Maybe it was Jenny’s boobs or her, um, pussy. Did seeing her turn you on?”
“Yes, but when you took off your bra, I felt like my heart was going to explode. I’m just a sick fucking pervert.”
I didn’t know if I should feel upset with my brother or delighted by what he said. I felt delighted. I wanted boys to think I was sexy, even if the boy was my brother. Then I thought about how I felt when Glen exposed his penis. I smiled.
Putting my arms around Glen, I said, “I’ll take it as a compliment. Did you really like seeing my boobs?” Glen nodded but didn’t look at me. “I liked seeing you too, you know. I haven’t seen very many penises, but yours is the nicest one I have seen so far.”
Glen started to laugh, and so did I. He finally turned around and looked at me. We continued to laugh and held our sides.
“I never thought we’d be telling each other we liked looking at the other’s privates,” Glen said.
“Remember what Mom said. Boobs aren’t really privates,” I said, and then we laughed again.
“Well, if your privates are as nice as the rest of you, I’m sure they’re great.”
I got off my brother’s bed. I grabbed my nightshirt and went to the head to change. When I returned, Glen was in bed. I went over to his bed, kissed his cheek, and climbed into my bed.
“This is starting to be fun, Glen. I hope you’re having a good time,” I said. “Goodnight.”
“I’m having fun, Meg. Goodnight,” Glen said.
Day 3 — Crossing the line
The next morning, Glen and I met our parents for breakfast. When Mom asked about our night, Glen and I laughed.
“We went to the dance, got buzzed, and played strip poker with Jenny and Brad,” I said with as straight a face as I could muster.
“Who won the card game?” Mom said.
“I did, Mom. I beat everyone, but not by much,” I said.
“The dance was a blast,” Glen said.
“Yeah, it was. Did you know Glen is a great dancer?” I said.
“No, but maybe he’ll dance with me one of these nights. Dad and I enjoyed ourselves last night, too. We went to one of the casinos with Jenny and Brad’s parents. We gambled and saw a show before calling it a night,” Mom said.
“From the looks of you two, you didn’t drink too much last night,” Dad said. “I can’t say the same for your mom and me. We partied pretty hard.”
“Do you have hangovers?” Glen said.
“No, but I don’t think I’ll want anything else to drink for a while,” Mom said. “I can’t wait to go out and get some sun today.”
The ship sounded its horn and began to pull away from the pier. We went out on deck to watch the captain pull away. There were a lot of people standing onshore and waving as we left.
Mom and Dad told my brother and me they would rest in their room for a while and then go to the pool. Glen and I headed for the arcade. Jenny and Brad were waiting there for us.
We spent a couple hours playing the different games. At one point, Jenny and I sat at a table drinking soda while our brothers tried to fight off invading aliens.
“Brad and I didn’t piss you or your brother off last night, did we?” Jenny said.
“No, I had fun, and so did Glen,” I said.
“Your brother is really cute when he’s naked.”
“I think Brad is too.” Jenny and I laughed.
“Can I tell you a secret?” Jenny said. “You have to promise never to tell anyone.”
“Sure, who would I tell anyway?”
“Brad and I have kind of fooled around before.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, we started doing things the first time we came on one of these cruises. One night, he just got into bed and started kissing me.”
“Oh my God, did you scream at him?”
Jenny smiled and said, “No, I kissed him back.”
“Wow, I don’t think I know anyone who kisses their brother,” I said, realizing how stupid it sounded after I said it.
“If you want to know the truth, he’s better than any boy I’ve ever been with. I don’t have to worry about him shooting his mouth off about having sex with me.”
“You’ve had sex with your brother?” I hoped my face didn’t show how shocked I was.
Jenny nodded her head. When she said, “I’d like to have sex with your brother,” I felt like I wanted to pound her. Then I realized I felt jealous.
“Want to know what we’ve done?” Jenny asked.
I did want to know, but I didn’t want to tell Jenny. Instead of saying anything, I shrugged my shoulders. Jenny smiled and moved closer.
“We used to just kiss and touch, but last year I gave him a blowjob, and he went down on me. I love it when Brad licks my snatch. This year, just before we came on this trip, we fucked for the first time.”
Not knowing what to say, I nodded. Jenny went on, telling me the joys of giving and receiving oral sex. From what she said, she liked intercourse, but it seemed Jenny liked the other things just as much.
I had read many pages about oral sex but could never really get a grip on how it would feel to have someone licking me down there. It was also hard for me to visualize having a penis in my mouth. I knew it wasn’t just something authors put in their stories, but it was still a foreign concept.
“The best part is when he shoots his stuff in my mouth. I love the yummy taste and the way it feels,” Jenny said. I felt my stomach churn when I realized she was talking about her brother’s semen.
“It sounds yucky!”
“Oh, but it isn’t yucky at all, Megan. I have a couple of girlfriends who don’t do it, but I do, and I love it. You wouldn’t believe the look on a boy’s face when you let him cum in your mouth. The second best is to let him do it on your boobs,” Jenny said with the sound of pride in her voice.
Glen and Brad came over and sat down with Jenny and me. They talked about their games, telling Jenny and me who won.
While they talked, I couldn’t help watching Jenny and her brother. I began to notice little things I had missed before. When Jenny spoke to Brad, she would put her hand on his arm. When he said something to her, he grinned.
We decided to go to the pool. Glen and I went to change, agreeing to meet our friends poolside. As we walked to our stateroom, my mind reeled with what Jenny told me. I kept glancing at Glen and wondering if he ever thought about having sex with me. I’d never thought about my brother, but things were changing.
I decided to wear my new skimpy bikini. I put it on and came out of the head. Glen looked at me, and a big smile formed on his face. In the past, I would have said something to him because of the look on his face. This time, I modeled my suit for my brother. Glen didn’t take his eyes off me as I turned around slowly.
“Do you like my new bikini?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“You look so hot, Meg.”
Hot? Did my brother just tell me I looked hot? Maybe I was getting a little over the top. I didn’t want to give my brother any ideas.
“Thanks, you look good in your Speedo too. But then you always have,” I said. I snapped my mouth shut. Did I really say that?
“Thanks, Meg.” Glen grinned but didn’t blush.
Then, it dawned on me that Glen and Brad may have had a conversation like Jenny and I had. I wondered if my brother knew Brad and Jenny had sex with each other. The thought thrilled and scared me at the same time.
Jenny and Brad were waiting by the pool when Glen and I arrived. We sat on the lounges they saved for us. Jenny was topless and coated with sunscreen. I glanced around, noticing more naked people than the day before. Feeling giddy, I gave our bottle of sunscreen to my brother. Sitting on the lounge, I turned my back to Glen. He began applying the lotion to my back and shoulders. Reaching behind me, I untied the top of my suit. I felt Glen’s hand stop moving as I removed the top half of my bikini. I took a deep breath, feeling good about overcoming my fears.
Glen’s hand began moving again. Even though he was only touching my back, it felt different with my top off. I felt Glen’s hand leave my back. Looking back, I smiled at my brother.
“I finished your back,” Glen choked out with a broken voice.
I stretched out on my stomach and asked Glen to do my legs. He spread the lotion on my legs until they were covered. Sitting up, I took the sunscreen from Glen. I watched his face as I poured some into my hand and applied it to my chest. Teasingly, I rubbed the sunscreen on my breasts.
“Want me to do your back?”
My brother nodded and turned around. I covered his back and then told him to lie down so I could do his legs. While rubbing his thighs, my fingers came close to his crotch. I finished putting sunscreen on Glen and stretched out on my back. When I glanced at Jenny, she winked at me.
We sunned for about a half-hour. The sun heated us, so we decided to swim. I saw my parents coming and waved at them. Dad looked shocked, and Mom laughed when they saw me topless. I waited for them to walk over before chatting with Mom and Dad. They told us they would be nearby and left. Jenny, Brad, Glen, and I jumped into the water.
The four of us splashed one another and horsed around in the deep water. Glen dunked me from behind. When he did, his hand found my bare breasts. Glen jerked his hands away, and when I surfaced, he apologized.
I moved closer to my brother. Placing my arms around his neck, I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. I looked into his eyes and smiled. “You have two choices. You can keep your hands off my boobs or stop apologizing when you touch them.” I kissed Glen’s cheek and slid off him. He chased me to the edge of the pool.
“What do you mean, Meg?” Glen asked.
“If we’re going to horse around, there is a good chance you’ll touch me. I won’t get mad at you unless you keep telling me you’re sorry. I don’t want you to be sorry you touched my boobs–or anything else.”
“Are you nuts? What the hell has come over you, Meg?”
“Nothing’s come over me. I want to have fun, that’s all. What I’m trying to say is don’t get all upset when you accidentally touch me.”
Jenny came over to Glen and me. She was laughing and told me her brother was being mean. Brad came up behind Jenny and dunked her. While she was underwater, Brad dunked me. We began goofing around again. This time, it was a free-for-all. We splashed and dunked anyone close. Brad and Jenny dunked each other more often than they tried to dunk Glen or me.
We climbed out of the water to rest. Before sitting down, Jenny pulled the ties on the sides of her suit bottoms. She peeled the suit away and dropped it on the deck beside her lounge. I watched as Brad removed his suit and then sat down.
Glen sat on his lounge, blocking my view of Brad and Jenny. He asked if I wanted more sunscreen on my back. I nodded and stretched out on my stomach. Turning my head toward my brother, I watched him retrieve the lotion from the beach bag. He waited for a few moments while the hot sun dried my body.
I glanced at Jenny. She sat talking to her brother as if she was dressed. Glen poured sunscreen on my back, distracting me from watching Jenny and Brad. Glen’s hand moved slowly, more slowly than he had before. He carefully coated my back and shoulders, adding sunscreen when needed.
Then, I made the decision to remove my bottoms. My hands shook as I untied the strings at my hips. Lifting my body, I tugged the suit out from under me. I looked up at Glen. His eyes looked like they would bug out of his head. Smiling, I said, “I don’t want my butt to burn.”
“You want me to put sunscreen on it?”
“If you want to, it’s okay with me. If not, I’ll do it.”
I think Glen was as nervous about touching my butt as I was about having him do it. He grazed my cheeks with his hand, careful not to touch me too much. Closing my eyes, I savored the feeling of a man’s hand on my bare bottom. Glen coated my butt and quickly moved his hand to my legs. I smiled and let out a muffled sigh.
Glen finished applying sunscreen to the places he would touch. Now, I was faced with staying on my belly or flipping over. I knew if I did, the mystery would be gone. My brother would have a view of my pussy, the last bit he hadn’t seen. I took several deep breaths before opening my eyes. Looking past Glen, I saw Jenny watching me. Her radiant smile and quick wink gave me the courage I needed.
I flipped over and waited for a moment before looking at Glen. When I did, his face was priceless. It was like Christmas morning when we were kids, and he opened a package he wished for all year. It was strange for me to know the first boy who saw me completely naked was my brother. I noticed Brad was looking at me and blushed. Jenny snapped Brad with her finger, and he jumped.
Taking the lotion from my brother, I began to smear it over my body. While Glen watched me, I wished it were his hands, not mine, gliding over my tingling skin. He stretched out on the lounge. Glen tried to keep from looking at me, but to my delight, he couldn’t. I didn’t think about what I was doing to my brother until I saw him flip a towel over his middle. It was all I could do to keep from grinning.
I didn’t think it was funny because I was exciting my brother. I thought it was precious. I sat up to finish my lower legs. Across the pool from us, Mom looked at me and smiled. I smiled and waved.
We spent the rest of the afternoon at the pool. I loved the way swimming naked felt. Each time I entered the pool, Glen followed me. We didn’t do much horsing around, but Glen never strayed far from me. I felt he was guarding me against anyone wanting to get too close. I didn’t mind his attention at all. In fact, I loved it.
“We’re having dinner in the main dining room,” Mom said as she stood over me. I looked up, smiling at her. Like me, Mom was naked.
“Okay, what time do we have to be there?”
“Our seating is at seven, Meg. Dress nice, both of you. I’m wearing the black dress I bought. You should wear the red one. Glen, you have to wear a tie and jacket,” Mom said.
Dad walked up and stood next to Mom. He didn’t have a stitch of clothing on. I glanced up and down his body and then looked into his eyes. We traded smiles. Mom and Dad left, telling my brother and me not to be late. Dad said he and Mom would meet us at Glen’s and my room.
“I guess we have to go,” I told Jenny and Brad. “We’re eating in the main dining room tonight.”
“That’s cool. We are, too. I guess we’ll see you guys later,” Jenny said.
I wrapped a towel around my waist. Picking up my bag, I started toward the cabin. Glen walked next to me and grinned. We went to our stateroom. I sat on the bed and acted as if I were pouting. When Glen asked what was wrong, I shook my head.
“You got to see me today, but I haven’t seen you. I think you should take your suit off so we’re even,” I said.
Glen laughed and pushed his suit down. He kicked it off his feet and stood facing me. I stared at his cock for a moment and then looked up. Glen sat on his bed, pulling his legs up on the mattress. I removed my towel and did the same. We sat there with our backs against the headboards and used our eyes to explore each other.
“It wasn’t so bad today. I liked being naked,” I said. “I guess this trip isn’t going to be too bad after all.”
“Do you want to know what Brad told me?” Glen said.
“I think I know. Jenny told me a secret today.”
“Oh, I guess we shouldn’t tell each other because it’s a secret,” Glen said.
“That’s right, we shouldn’t.”
“Want to watch television?”
“You can watch it. I’m going to take a shower.”
Glen laughed. “Do you want me to wash your back?” His face turned red, and he apologized for what he had said.
I shook my head and went to the head. After closing the door, I leaned against it. Glen had no idea how bad I wanted him to wash my back and everywhere else. I turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. Once the water felt tepid, I climbed in and let it flow over me.
“What’s come over you?” I said aloud. “You are damn near throwing yourself at your brother.”
For the next few minutes, I carried on a conversation with myself. I spoke aloud and answered my own questions. By the time I finished in the shower, I was confused. Part of me wanted to seduce my brother, but a more rational part convinced me it was wrong to think of him like I was.
All my reasoning went out the door when I returned to the room. Glen was still on the bed. He had his eyes closed, and his penis lay limp on his thigh. Up until then, he was aroused when I saw him. Now, I was looking at him in his normal state, and he seemed almost angelic. I walked over to his bed and put my hand on Glen’s shoulder. He opened his eyes and looked up at me.
“Time to get ready, Glen,” I said.
My brother nodded and got up. I watched his butt as he walked into the head. Once again, I wrestled with my feelings. Once again, my nipples hardened, and my pussy tingled. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the thoughts I was having. I sat on my bed and felt as if I were going to cry. It took all my resolve to gather my emotions and get up to dress.
I put on a red lacy thong and a matching bra. Pulling the pantyhose out of my suitcase, I realized Mom had bought me thigh-high stockings instead of pantyhose. After putting the stockings on, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Grinning, I turned around and looked over my shoulder. I decided I liked the thigh-highs much better than the pantyhose.
After putting on my dress, I tried the high heels Mom and I picked out. The heels were only two inches, but they still made my legs look sexy. At least, I thought so. Glen came out of the head with a towel around his waist. His low wolf whistle confirmed how I felt I looked.
“You look great, Meg. If you weren’t my sister, I would ask you out.”
“You can pretend I’m not your sister and take me to dinner tonight.”
Glen smiled and nodded. He grabbed a pair of boxers and put them on before removing his towel. I had never seen my brother in anything except white briefs. He looked much older in the boxer shorts.
“Dad told me I should try them,” Glen said as he tugged at his boxers.
“You look sexy in them, Glen,” I said.
I went to the head to fix my hair and put on my makeup. I usually didn’t wear makeup, but I decided to put on eyeshadow and mascara. After I did, I put on pink lipgloss.
Mom and Dad came to our room at six forty-five. We all complimented each other on how we were dressed. On the way to the dining room, Mom asked me about the stockings. I told her I loved them.
We sat at a large round table with Jenny, Brad, and their parents. I listened to our parents talking and realized they had become friends. Glen kept looking at me and smiling. Jenny and Brad did the same thing. I wondered if their parents knew they were messing around with each other.
Dinner came in several courses. The captain stopped by our table to see how we were doing. Dad told him we were having a great time on the ship. I smiled because my dad was right. I was having the time of my life.
Our parents had wine with the main course. All of us kids were shocked when the server poured wine for us. Jenny’s dad said something about being in international waters and the drinking age was different at sea.
After dinner, a live band came out and began playing. I guess it was more like a small orchestra. They played slow music I hadn’t heard before. We ate dessert and drank another glass of wine. Jenny’s dad made a toast about having a good time with good friends. We all clicked our glasses together and sipped the wine.
Dad asked Mom to dance. When they got up, so did Jenny’s parents. Glen took my hand and pulled me to my feet. He put his arm around my waist and guided me to the dance floor.
I felt myself glowing as my brother led me around the dance floor. My shoes made dancing a little hard, but I got used to them after a few minutes. Jenny and Brad also danced, moving close to Glen and me. When the song ended, Jenny and I switched brothers. I danced with Brad but felt pangs of jealousy when I watched Jenny and Glen.
Dad asked me to dance to the next song. Glen danced with Mom. My dad was a great dancer and moved me smoothly to the music. He held me in a classic stance with one hand on my back and the other holding my hand at shoulder height.
“Are you and your brother having fun yet?” Dad said as he turned me.
“Yes, we’re having fun, Dad. I’m sorry for acting like a spoiled brat.”
Dad chuckled. “I can’t say I blame you, pumpkin. Your mom and I didn’t handle this very well, did we?”
“No, I think you guys did the right thing, Daddy. If you had told me before we left, I would have thrown a tantrum just like you thought I would.”
“I don’t mean to embarrass you, but I think your brother has eyes for his little sister.”
I gasped and looked up into my dad’s eyes. He looked at me and grinned. “Your mother and I aren’t blind, pumpkin. We see the way he looks at you. We also can see the way you look at Glen.”
When I began to stutter, Dad shook his head. “You don’t have to try to justify or rationalize how you feel, Megan. Believe me when I say I know how you feel. I used to have a huge crush on your Aunt Paula.”
Aunt Paula is Dad’s older sister. She lived in Texas but used to live close to our house.
“You and Aunt Paula?” I said.
Dad laughed. “Yup, I was like a lovesick puppy. I followed her around whenever I could. Having feelings for a sibling isn’t uncommon, Meg.”
I didn’t really understand what my dad was telling me. Not until he said, “Don’t worry about how you feel. I would suggest you follow your heart. Someday, you may regret it if you don’t.”
“Is that what happened between you and Aunt Paula?” I said.
The song stopped, but Dad and I continued to dance. When the next song began, we didn’t miss a step.
“Let’s just say I have no regrets about my younger years and leave it there.”
“Does Mom know?” I said. I felt my dad had confessed something to me that was an important part of his life, even if he didn’t come out and say it.
“Your mother and I have no secrets between each other. Our relationship is built on trust.”
“How old were you and Aunt Paula?” I knew I was fishing for answers. I didn’t know if my dad would give them to me.
“We were younger than you are, pumpkin. We didn’t do anything we’re ashamed of, and I won’t apologize to anyone about what we shared.”
“Do Grandma and Grandpa know?”
Dad laughed and swung me around. “You ask too many questions, young lady.”
The song ended. Dad and I separated and went back to the table. Mom and Glen came back, too. I asked for a soda, and Glen waved for a server. After quenching my thirst, I drank more wine.
“You’re right, Megan. Your brother is a good dancer,” Mom said.
I wanted to tell Mom Glen was my date for the evening, but I held my tongue. “I know he is, and after I rest, I want him to dance with me again.”
Mr. and Mrs. Weaver came back to the table with Jenny and Brad. Mr. Weaver ordered a bottle of champagne and eight glasses. The server filled our glasses with the bubbly wine, and Mr. Weaver proposed a toast to Mom and Dad for their anniversary. We all cheered and wished Mom and Dad many more happy years. I drank some of the champagne and decided I liked it. When I emptied my glass, Dad offered me more. Mom cautioned me about drinking too much, so I told Dad I would wait.
Glen, Brad, Jenny, and I went to the dance floor. Brad and I danced to a song, and then I danced with my brother again. He held me close with his cheek against my head. I felt as if I was going to melt in his arms.
“Dad is dancing with Brad’s mom,” Glen said. He turned me so I could see.
“Mom is dancing with their dad,” I said. Glen turned again so he could watch.
Brad and Jenny danced cheek to cheek. I saw Brad’s hand on Jenny’s butt and watched his fingers move. When I turned Glen so he could see, I hoped he would get the idea. Glen did, and I felt his hand on my ass.
“Your hand feels nice,” I said.
“It feels fantastic to me,” Glen said.
Glen flexed his fingers against my butt cheek and pulled me closer. I felt his hard cock against me and smiled. I moved so he would know I could feel him.
The song ended, so Jenny and I switched brothers again. Brad put his hand on my ass, and I didn’t stop him. Just like my brother, his penis felt hard against me. Because Brad was only two inches taller than I was, I could feel him against my hip instead of my stomach. Brad moved his hand over my butt and then up to my waist.
When we returned to the table, Jenny and I decided to go to the bathroom and left our brothers sitting alone.
“It looks like our parents are getting along, doesn’t it?” I said.
“Yeah, they sure are. It looks like you’re getting along better with your brother,” Jenny said.
I blushed and nodded.
“Glen told me he was scared he was going to piss you off. I told him you wouldn’t get mad at him as long as he was honest with you. I said you’ll tell him to stop if he tries something you don’t want him to do.”
“What did he say?”
“He told me he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you no matter how he feels,” Jenny said. “He is so much like Brad. My brother was scared to death, too.”
“I thought you said he got into your bed and started kissing you.”
Jenny smiled and nodded her head. “He did after I teased him until he couldn’t stand it anymore. I would have jumped in bed with him but wanted Brad to come to me.”
We left the head to go back to the table. I wondered what my brother wanted to do and what I was willing to let him do.
“Hi, what took you two so long?” Brad asked when Jenny and I returned to the table.
“We were making out and lost track of time,” Jenny said.
I gasped, Glen’s mouth fell open, and Jenny laughed.
“You’ve always been a sucker for a hot chick, Jenny,” Brad said.
“We weren’t doing anything!” I said sternly.
“I know, I just like teasing my sister,” Brad said.
Glen realized Jenny was joking. He began to laugh along with Brad and Jenny. I started to laugh, too. Glen poured more champagne into our glasses. He smiled at me and then took a drink. Jenny sipped her wine and said, “You better watch out, Megan. I think Glen is trying to get you drunk.”
I smiled and took another sip. “Is it what you’re trying to do? Get me drunk and take advantage of me?”
My brother looked like someone killed his puppy. I felt sorry for what I said and quickly apologized. Glen swallowed hard and drank some of his soda. I got up, took his hand, and led him to the dance floor.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you, Glen,” I said as we danced. “Please forgive me.”
“I would never take advantage of you when you’re drunk, Meg.”
“I know you wouldn’t, Glen. I shouldn’t have said what I did.”
“You have me all confused. You let me touch your butt while we’re dancing, and the way you’ve been looking at me makes me…”
“I’m confused too, Glen. When you touched my butt, I forgot you were my brother. I could feel you against me, and it felt nice. I know how I feel is wrong, but I don’t care.”
“I won’t do anything to hurt you, Meg,” Glen said. It sounded as if he were about to cry.
“I know you won’t. I don’t want to hurt you either. I also don’t want to lose my brother and best friend.”
“What are we going to do?”
I looked up at my brother and smiled. “We can dance and think about it. I don’t have any answers. I’m so confused I feel like I could bust.”
“You? How do you think I feel?” Glen said.
I ran my hand over the back of Glen’s head. His short hair bristled against my fingers. “You feel very nice in my arms.” I smiled and added, “It felt even better when you rubbed my bottom.”
Glen chuckled. He lowered one hand, placing it on my butt. I sighed and rested my head against Glen. As we danced, he kissed the top of my head. I stumbled, and he caught me. Even though it was the top of my head, I could feel the heat of his kiss.
“I’m not going to drink too much more wine or anything else,” I said as I walked back to the table with my brother.
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to be drunk if you decide to take advantage of me.”
Glen stopped cold in his tracks. I chuckled and pulled him toward the table. Mom glanced at us and smiled. Glen was blushing to beat the band. When we sat down, I scooted my chair closer to Glen’s chair. While I talked to Jenny, I leaned across my brother’s chest. He put his arm over the back of my chair to give me room.
“What port are we supposed to be in tomorrow?” Mom asked.
“St. Thomas, I think,” Mr. Weaver said. “What day is it?”
“It’s Sunday,” Mom said. “The third day of the trip.”
“After the stop in St. Thomas, we steam all night and end up at the island for a few days,” Jenny’s dad said. “The cruise line owns a private Island.”
“What do we do there?” I said.
“The island is so cool! We can go exploring in the jungle and lie on the beach. They have beach volleyball and other games to play,” Jenny said.
“Do we still sleep on the ship?” Glen said.
“Yes, the island doesn’t have accommodations for guests. It does have a great outdoor dining area and several bars, though,” Mrs. Weaver said.
We sat and talked for a little while. The band leader announced the final set, and I asked my brother to dance with me. Jenny, Brad, and our parents got up, too. I flowed into Glen’s arms and danced as close as I could. He didn’t hesitate to put his hand on my bottom. I looked up and smiled at him.
Glen and I danced to all of the songs. When the final song ended, I kissed him and thanked him for the beautiful evening. He kept his arm around my waist as we returned to the table. It wasn’t until I took my seat. I realized Mom and Dad were right behind my brother and me.
Mom snickered when I blushed. She came over to me, leaned down, and said, “You and your brother look nice together tonight. I’m happy you two are finally having fun.”
“I am too, Mom,” I said.
We headed back to our rooms. Mom and Dad went to one of the bars with Mr. and Mrs. Weaver. They told us they would meet us for breakfast and would call to wake Glen and me.
Jenny, Brad, Glen, and I walked outside for a little while. The moon on the water made the ocean sparkle. Glen took my hand, holding it while we walked along the deck, lagging behind our friends. Jenny stopped in an area near the lifeboats. She turned to her brother, and they kissed. Glen and I paused and watched them making out like two lovers, not brother and sister. I felt my brother’s hand tighten on mine.
“Okay, you two, that’s enough,” I said. Glen and I walked up to Jenny and Brad.
“What’s the matter? Are you jealous?” Jenny said, and then she grinned.
I wanted to say something, but I knew it would come out wrong if I did. I shook my head and looked away. We completed our walk around the ship. After saying goodnight, we went to our rooms.
Glen opened the door to our stateroom, and we went in. I moved around the small room, feeling a little uneasy. Glen removed his suit coat and hung it up. I watched him remove his tie.
“Um, will you help with my dress? The zipper is in the back,” I said as I turned around.
I felt my brother pull the zipper down until it stopped. Rolling my shoulders forward, I let the dress slide down my arms. I held it with both hands and stepped out of it. I could see Glen staring at me in the glass door to our balcony. I turned around so he could see me better.
“Do you think I look sexy?” I asked.
“You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, Megan.”
“Thanks, you’re sweet.”
I hung up my dress and walked toward the head to finish undressing. Grinning, I realized how lame it was. After all, we were naked earlier, so why not now. I removed my bra and tossed it in a drawer. Glen slowly unbuttoned his shirt but never lifted his eyes from my body. I heard my brother gasp when I leaned over to roll my stockings off my legs.
With nothing on except for the lacy thong, I climbed into bed. I covered myself with the sheet and watched my brother finish undressing. He hung up his slacks and went to his bed. Just before getting in, Glen turned to me. He came over to my bed, leaned over, and kissed me.
I felt his warm, soft lips against mine. Reaching up, I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled his mouth tighter to mine. I flicked my tongue over his lips, and Glen opened his mouth to accept it. We kissed for several heated moments. Glen pulled back, and I let out a moan. Several boys had kissed me before, but never like my brother kissed me.
“What would you do if I got in bed with you?” Glen said.
“Why don’t you find out?”
Glen pulled back the sheet. He stared for a moment and then slipped into bed next to me. We fidgeted a little until we were comfortable in one another’s arms. Glen reached over me, shut off the light, and kissed me again. Our passion grew. His hands moved over my heated body, and I ran my hands on his body. As his hand covered one of my breasts, I moaned my approval.
We squirmed against each other and kissed with a fury I had only dreamed about in the past. I didn’t know why it was so much better with Glen, and I didn’t care. I sucked his tongue, and he sucked on mine. I had never done it before, and I loved it. Glen removed his mouth from mine. He began covering my face with tender kisses while his hand kneaded my breast. I held his head with one hand and stroked his chest with the other.
Glen moved his hand from my breast to my stomach. He rubbed me in small circles, teasing my navel with his fingertip. I moaned and rolled on my side, facing him. Glen moved his hand to my hip and then to my butt. He pulled me against his erect cock and rocked his hips. I felt his cock rub against my mons, and I started to move too.
I found Glen’s mouth with mine. We kissed again and flicked our tongues together. He moved his hand back to my hip and traced the thin band of my thong. When his fingers approached my pussy, I held my breath.
“Can I touch you there?” Glen said. I didn’t need to ask where. I knew he meant my pussy.
“Yes.” I exhaled and waited.
Glen ran his fingertips over the front panel of my skimpy thong. I bent my right leg at the knee and placed my foot on my left leg. He slipped his hand over my pussy, and I let out a moan. I couldn’t believe how good his hand felt on me. Glen rubbed me slowly as I gently rocked my hips to increase the friction.
I couldn’t resist touching my brother. Moving my hand between us, I found his cock and started rubbing it. Glen stopped stroking me and groaned. I stopped rubbing him until I felt his hand move again. Glen slid his hand into my thong. I slipped my hand into his boxers. He stroked my bare pussy, and I wrapped my hand around his dick.
Glen and I started kissing again. We moaned, rocked our bodies, and masturbated each other. He found my clit and pressed his finger against it. I tightened my hand around his cock and increased my stroking. A moment later, I felt my orgasm rip through me, the first one my own hand didn’t cause. The tremors ripped through my body. I stopped rubbing Glen’s cock while my climax crested. He moved his hips, sliding his cock in my hand. I felt his cock throb, and then I felt his hot semen splatter against me. When the first surge of cum hit my stomach, I started rubbing him again.
I relaxed the grip on my brother’s cock. He left his hand between my legs and slowly moved his fingers against my wet grove. We kissed and fell asleep, touching each other.
