I looked around nervously. I was extremely turned on at this point and willing to risk it. I unzipped my denim shorts and my erection sprang out from the hole in my boxers. Vanessa's hand grabbed my hard cock and her hand started to jerk me off. I heard footsteps in the hallway and I quickly zipped up my pants. I sat down just in time as the nurse walked in.
You look kind of flushed sweetie. The nurse said
It's a little hot in here. Vanessa responded back.
I saw the nurse glance down at the legal pad gay porn on Vanessa's bed. I could tell that she saw some choice words as she shot me an unusual look. The nurse managed a fake smile at Vanessa and started to check on her chart.
Visiting hours are about to be over young man. You better say your goodbyes.' The nurse said.
I stood up and walked towards Vanessa. I leaned over to give her a kiss and was surprised as Vanessa grabbed me by the collar and gave me a passionate kiss. The nurse gave out a disgusted grunt and walked out of the room. Vanessa smiled at me and brushed her hands across my crotch.
You just wait Vanessa said as I exited the room
I went back to Sarah's apartment and told her how horny I was. She laughed and told me that I should take a hot shower and jack off. I contemplated that for a few minutes but decided I should go to bed instead.
I woke up the next morning eager gay teen to spring Vanessa from the hospital. She wouldn't be discharged until after lunch, so Sarah and I hit the mall looking for something comfortable for Vanessa to wear. Sarah found a cute pair of black jogging pants with a white stripe down the side and a matching shirt. We rushed back apartment to wash them and grab a pair of panties for Vanessa. We made it back to the hospital just in time for Vanessa to be discharged
I lingered in the hallway while Sarah helped Vanessa get dressed. Vanessa's leg was in a brace so Sarah pushed Vanessa in a wheel chair while I ran and fetched the car. As pulled up I saw Vanessa moving about on a pair of crutches, it was obvious that she was still very sore by look on her face. I rushed out of the car to open her door. Vanessa winced a few times but managed to get in the car on her own. I felt a bit nervous driving back the apartment knowing that we would have to pass through the intersection where the accident occurred.
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So what do you want to do when we get Sarah's? I asked First I want to take a nap, and then I really want to take a bath. Vanessa responded I'm sure that we can make that happen. Sarah said. I am also starving dicks for some real food. Vanessa Said What are you hungry for? Sarah asked. |
A nice greasy pizza sounds good. Vanessa answered.
I hope that your stomach will tolerate it. Sarah said
Ok mom! When did you become so protective? Vanessa Said with a giggle.
I'm not your mom, but I cocks can still give you a spanking. Sarah Said
You promise? Vanessa said
We pulled into the parking lot of the apartment. I tried to get a space as close to the door as possible. I got out of the drivers seat and quickly opened Vanessa's door. I scooped her up out of the seat and carried her to Sarah's door.
Great! Make me carry all of Vanessa's crap, thanks a lot. I heard Sarah whine as I walked closer to the door
As soon as the door was open I carried Vanessa to the guest room and gently dropped her on the bed. I leaned over and gave her a deep kiss. I was a great feeling to see her out of that sterile depressing environment. I pulled down the covers and Vanessa squirmed her way under them. Vanessa pulled off her jogging pants and threw them across the room. She looked so cute in her white t-shirt and surprisingly sensible white cotton panties with little blue stars on them. I could see the gauze and tape on her stomach covering her incision.
I told naked gay you that it was gay sex. Vanessa said
It's not gross. It was necessary, and remember that scars signify character. I replied
I took off my jeans and shirt and cuddled up next to Vanessa. It was wonderful to feel her next to me. I could hear the beating of her heart and the rhythm of her breathing. Vanessa must have been exhausted as she fell asleep almost immediately.
I woke up about 2 hours later and Vanessa was still asleep. I kissed her on the forehead and staggered into the kitchen. I saw Sarah sitting on mat in the middle of the living room floor. She was wearing a very small and tight white sports bra and a pair of black boy cut panties. Her blond hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She looked up at me and smiled. I couldn't help watching Sarah contort herself in some very sexy positions. Sarah finished her Pilates stood up and turned off the exercise tape and walked towards me. I could see the beads of sweat on her neck and the sweaty smell was arousing. I was standing in the kitchen in nothing but my black boxer-briefs and they didn't do a good job of hiding my semi-erect state.
Look at you. Sarah said.
I'm sorry, nude boys I can't help myself sometimes. I replied
I'm going to get the tub ready for Vanessa. I figured that she might need a hand getting washed up. Sarah said with a smile.
I walked into the bedroom and noticed that Vanessa was sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
Are you ready for a bath? I said
Totally, the doctor said that the stitches should be too much of a problem as long as I don't move around a lot. Vanessa said.
I picked Vanessa up and carried her into the bathroom. gay very young boys Sarah was standing there totally naked. Vanessa giggled as I sat her down on the edge of the tub while she undressed. I gently unfastened he knee brace and she turned around and eased her self into the tub. The tub was large enough to accommodate two people and Vanessa stretched out and enjoyed the room. Sarah walked over with what looked like a shaving kit and set it on the side of the tub. I watched as Sarah stepped into the tub and cuddled up next to Vanessa. Sarah turned on the shower attachment and began washing Vanessa's hair. Vanessa looked like she was in total bliss as Sarah washed her thoroughly. Sarah began kissing Vanessa gently and I felt my self becoming extremely aroused.
I really need to shave my pussy. I'm starting to get pretty stubbly and itchy down there. Vanessa said.
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I noticed that when you first got in the tub. I can help you with that. Sarah said. Vanessa propped herself up and sat on the side of the tub with her feet in the water. Sarah grabbed a can of shaving cream and shot a dab into her hands and started working up some foam. The heart tattoo above Vanessa's pussy was starting to become less visible when surrounded by dark stubble. I watched as Sarah began applying generous dollops of shaving cream on Vanessa's pussy and legs. I watched intently as Sarah started at Vanessa's feet and worked her way up. I saw as patches of smooth skin were left in the razors path. Vanessa gingerly lifted up each leg so that Sarah wouldn't miss a spot. As Sarah shaved closer and closer to Vanessa's pussy I felt my cock straining against my underwear. Sarah was careful and precise as she shaved Vanessa's pussy clean. Vanessa moaned slightly as Sarah placed a hot wash cloth on her newly smooth pussy. Sarah removed the wash cloth and I watched as she flicked her tongue on Vanessa's clit It had been three Sundays since she had come home from the Peace Corps, and Jon still felt like an 18-year-old who found his way into a strip club for the first time. He was going to talk to her today. He told himself that last teenage boys night. But when he woke up that morning, she glided past him down the hall dressed in her Sunday best, and heading out to church. After the hard life she had endured in the last four years, her religion was the only thing she really enjoyed about being home again She truly looked like a goddess in her own right, and Jon was sure he could worship his beautiful sister; if only she would notice him. If she would just look into his eyes, he knew she would see his hunger...a hunger only she could feed. |
They played a lot as children, and by his teen years, he knew he loved her. Even though they had laid together years ago, they both knew they had to stop; before things went beyond the point-of no-return. Instead, she joined the Peace Corps to help the less fortunate of the world; he stayed home, hoping she would come back and help him live a dream that has kept him awake for years...thinking about her.
After returning home from church, Jess climbed the stairs towards her and Jon's rooms. She slipped into an oversized baseball shirt he had given her before she joined the Peace Corps. She loved the baggy shirt; it was warm and comfortable, just like her relationship with Jon. She turned on a Diana Krall CD, and laid down face first on the bed in Jon's shirt and black latex panties, as the soothing jazz played on her Bose Acoustic Wave stereo
But Jon could no longer hide his desire to be her brother, lover, best friend and hero.
There had been many women over the little boys years Jess was saving the world. Some were just sex objects to help lessen his loneliness without her. Others were just company, and one or two could have made it to the altar had it not been for his hope that Jess would return home less in love with helping people and more in love with him. How could he love anyone that couldn't compare to Jess
Jon continued up the stairs to the hallway that led to love. Moments later, he followed her trail through the hallway as if following a scent of pheromones she unknowingly exuded. He remembered how amazing the hall smelled years ago when she left the bathroom, washing her hair with a cucumber-melon shampoo. That made him think back even farther when he last held her in his arms, caressing her face, kissing her soft lips.
She even tasted beautiful.
Her scent, the thought of her, filled him with love that he had not felt in years. He knew he loved her back then, but having her back in the house enveloped him, making Jon's head spin with passion. His desire for her seemingly made him feel invincible as he felt the day she embraced him, and whispered breathily in his ear that he was her hero so long ago. It was the greatest day in his life up to that point
Jon wanted her to feel that way about him forever, as he walked quietly down the hall to her room, not to be sneaky, just not wanting to disturb her. She always seemed to take a mid-afternoon nap on Sunday's. This Sunday would be no different, only as she was napping, he saw his dream unfolding out right in front of him. Her door was ajar, and he could see she was lying on her stomach in his shirt, and a black thong he had seen her wear before. He loved that thong. It was black latex, and had a zipper on the front.
He moved closer to the bed, and softly rubbed her shoulder with his hand in youngest boys gallery an almost stirring motion, but at the same time, the back of his hand rubbing the soft skin of her shoulders was a very sensual movement. Jon always preferred a sensual movement to being overtly sexual. Jess liked that about him. ..That he was always so gentle with her
"Sis?" he asked softly, rubbing her shoulders. She stirred a bit as he stopped rubbing her shoulders.