Chapter 3.
"So," my brother stated as he walked into the room. "How did you like the movie?"
He sat down on the edge of my bed, dressed only in his boxers, while I sat in front of my mirror in only panties, brushing my hair, as I got ready for bed. While others might find it strange to have their brother in their room while they were half naked, it was usual for us. We would have been more mortified if our parents tried to come in while we were half naked.
"I think they need to hurry up and finish the second one," I replied, pouting at myself in the mirror.
"Yes, but that last battle scene. Wow." he replied.
"But poor Dobby," I reminded him.
We continued talking about the movie, and the parts we liked, the parts we didn't. Eventually we moved on to discussions about school, and the teachers, and the upcoming finals before graduation.
The next morning, we woke up and headed to the bathroom.
"Beat you," he said in a sing song voice. I made my best puppy eyes, but he didn't even flinch.
"Yeah, as if I will fall for that," he told me.
He went into the bathroom and started his morning routine. As I waited for my turn, I suddenly had the overwhelming urge to pee.
"Let me in, let me in," I shouted through the door. He finally unlocked the door and let me in. I had seen him naked enough that I didn't even bat an eye at him standing in the doorway, completely uncovered.
"You better not stink up the place," he told me, giving me a glare.
"No worries. I only need to go potty." Pulling down my shorts and panties, I sat down on the toilet while he went back to the shower. We talked more while I finished. I wiped myself, and flushed the toilet.
A squeal erupted from the shower, followed by an "Ahh!"
I giggled a bit. "Sorry, I forgot." When I flushed the toilet, the cold water stopped going to the shower. He opened the shower door, skin red, like he had a slight sunburn.
"Yeah, right," he informed me, not a single joking look on his face. Oh man, I thought to myself. Now he is mad at me. What did I do to deserve this?
I tried to apologize. We may play around, but we never tried to hurt each other, and his skin looked like it was very sensitive.
I walked over to him. "Really, I am sorry," I told him. I reached out and touched his bare chest, feeling his smooth skin under the tip of my finger. "Does it hurt?"
He stood there for a second before replying. "It is fine, just sensitive. I will be fine." I could tell he was still a bit mad at me, but getting over it. "Now get out of here so I can finish my shower." I left, feeling bad.
Soon he came out, wrapped in a towel and headed to his room. Opening the door, he poked his head in. "Showers open." he informed me. "Hurry up before we are late."
I headed into the shower.
7/25/2014 3:56 PM
I followed my routine like any other day. Brush my teeth, rise out my mouth with mouthwash. Check my legs and armpits to see if I needed to shave today. I took off my clothes and set them down on the counter, hopping into the shower. I shampooed my hair, then put in conditioner to let it sit while I took care of the rest of my body. Luffa in hand, I attacked my skin with vigor, scrubbing away the dead skin to give it a nice, healthy glow. Breaking out my facial scrub, I washed my face, then rinsed out my hair.
Finished, I frowned. Feeling a distinct tingle between my legs, I knew what was up, but thought to myself, Strange, I am never horny in the morning.
Lets face it, boys are not something I ever get that much attention from. Oh, when I am out alone, I get looks, but I am rarely alone, with me and my brother together all the time. I have learned to take care of that itch, since it is hard without someone else to do it for me.
I shrugged, giving into my body's impulse. Grabbing the head of the shower, I switched the setting to pulse. I placed the head against my pussy, closing my eyes and imagining a strong, cute, wonderful man between my legs. I have never made out the face of my mysterious lover, but it didn't matter to me.
I pushed the shower head hard against my pussy, grinding it against me. The pulses pushed against my lips, penetrating me. The water massaged my clit, sending thrills throughout my body. Placing my finger against my clit, I pushed it hard, electric shocks going through me. The shower continued to pulse inside me as my fingers worked the clit. I felt myself get closer, closer, until...
*Bang bang*
I jumped slightly as the bathroom door shook. My brothers voice came through the door after the loud knocks. "Hurry up! We are going to be late!" Just when I was so close, too.
I turned the shower off, running the towel over my wet skin, then over my wet hair.
I wrapped it around me and ran out, right into my brother as he came down the hall. He stumbled back, hit with the force of my body, but maintained his balance. I fell on the floor, legs splayed wide open, towel falling to the floor, followed by my body hitting the floor.
I laid there, dazed.
"Ouch," is all he said. Seeing me laying on the floor, he paused for a brief second before coming over to me, eyes flicking down to my spread legs. Lets face it, he doesn't have a girlfriend either, for much the same reason as me. "Sorry," he said, kneeling down and pulling me up while wrapping the towel back around me.
"Sorry," I mumbled to him, feeling embarrassed. "I need to pay attention to where I am going."
After many 'sorrys' and 'it's not your faults', we both finally gave up and walked our separate ways, him to grab a bite to eat, me to get dressed.
At least he didn't seem mad at me anymore. I guess I didn't feel his eyes on my back as I went to my bedroom, either.
I got dressed, headed to the kitchen and grabbed a small bite to eat myself, and we left for the bus stop. We managed to make it just as the bus pulled up.
7/25/2014 4:26 PM (End of Chapter 3)
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