Summer Fun with my Brother

Summer with my Little Brother

My little brother Ricky had just finished his junior year of high school, when our parents asked me to let him stay at my place for a couple of weeks.

Mom and Dad were going on an Alaskan cruise and didn’t think Ricky was capable of taking care of himself.

Ricky had turned 18 about a month ago, but was held back in kindergarten, because he was sort of immature. He’s still lacking in maturity and Mom and Dad just don’t trust him on his own yet.

Of course, I agreed to let him stay with me.

Mom had dropped Ricky off at my place, on their way to the port. Dad hadn’t even bothered to get out of the car, as they were already running late for their 11am departure time.

After giving me the obligatory sibling-greeting hug, Ricky had immediately started unpacking his Playstation and was now crouching behind my TV, connecting cables.

He’s always been a bit socially awkward and usually spent most of his time playing some first-person shooter-game, or another. It really contributed to his ‘nerd persona’.

I was hoping that I could use this opportunity to bring him out of his shell. You know, get him out into the ‘real world’.

Finally finished, Ricky plopped down, sinking into my plush couch and turned on the TV, waiting for his game system to boot up.

“You hungry kiddo?” I asked.

“Always,” he answered, as he logged into his gaming account.

“Alright, I’m gonna make us some sandwiches,” I said. Then I headed into the kitchen.

I have always loved my baby bro, Ricky. For me, he wasn’t the typical annoying little brother. The five years of age difference between us meant that there wasn’t much fighting when we were younger. There also wasn’t a lot of talking or relationship building either.

I always thought of him as a cute little kid; as he’s grown up, his chubby little belly and rosy cheeks have only reinforced that image.

As I pulled packs of cheese and meat out of the fridge, I felt that burning sensation; the one you get when you feel someone’s watching you.

When I looked over my shoulder, I saw Ricky was checking me out. His eyes snapped back to the TV, when he saw me looking.

I guess my tiny loose fitting short-shorts were more interesting than the video game.

I grinned slyly to myself. His staring didn’t really bother me. Men and boys have ogled me for years.

I mean, I make a pretty good living by showing off my body to horny guys on the internet.

The fact that it was my own little brother, did creep me out a little bit.

“Hey bro,” I said. “Ready to eat?”

Without an answer, he paused the game, pushed up off the couch and came to sit at the bar that separates my kitchen from the living room.

He plopped down on the barstool, across the counter from me, as I leaned over, sliding him a plate.

When I settled back onto my own barstool, I noticed his eyes were locked on my chest. When I looked down at my chest, I found the reason.

My thin t-shirt was tented over my rigidly hard nipples, making them super obvious.

When I glanced up again, he saw me looking at him and he sharply looked away.

I didn’t bother telling him not to, and even though I easily could have, I found myself with no desire to go change my shirt. I felt a strange sensation knowing that my little brother was the one eyeing me.

I started making conversation, to see how he would react.

“So you’re done school for the year, excited for summer?”

“Um yeah.” he answered. Clearly, he was distracted.

“You got a girlfriend for the summer?” I flashed him a knowing grin.

“Nah. I’m not really good with girls,” he answered shyly.

“Aw, don’t worry about it. Lots of boys your age are still pretty awkward with girls, you’ll get there.”

He smiled politely and continued eating his dinner.

“You’re gonna be a senior next year,” I added. “That should help with the girlfriend thing.”

He didn’t really respond, just eating in silence.

When we’d both finished eating, I stood and started clearing the dishes from the table. As I collected Ricky’s plate, I noticed his eyes bulge at my chest again.

When I looked down, to see what he saw,

I found that my shirt sagged enough to give him a view down the front, providing him with a great view of the tops of my tits.

The corners of my mouth twinged upward.

When my kid brother stood up, to go back to his gaming, I felt a strong sense of pride at the raging boner tenting the front of his shorts.

Poor kid, I thought to myself, he didn’t know what hit him.

I’d have to make sure Ricky got plenty more looks down the front of my shirt.

Just as I was finishing up in the kitchen, he excused himself to go to the bathroom.

I waited several minutes for him to come out, before giving up and tapping on the door, “Hey Ricky, we’ve got the entire afternoon and the weather is gorgeous.

“I was thinking about going down to the beach and working on my tan. I don’t really want to lay out, down there by myself, do you wanna come along?”

“Yeah, ummm…,” he answered. He sounded out of breath, as if he’d been running. “Sure thing sis, let me finish up here and I’ll be ready.”

He was breathing in fast, short gasps. It was like he’d been running or something.

I smiled, knowing the real reason for his uneven breathing.

Living in an apartment that’s only a block from the beach, I’d accumulated quite a collection of bathing suits. But I have one specific ‘knockout bikini’ that I wear when I’m trying to pick up guys. I searched that one out, specifically.

It was a skimpy yellow string bikini. The top was a full bra size too small and it caused my C-cup boobs to spill out the sides. The thong was extra small, too; the fabric was just barely enough to conceal my shaved vagina.

After dressing in my yellow bikini, I took a look in the full-length mirror, in my bedroom.

A sly smile spread across my lips. I looked fucking hot!

I grabbed an oversized t-shirt and sandals and headed back into the living room.

When Ricky finally came out of the bathroom, about ten minutes later, he’d changed into swim trunks and a t-shirt.

“Hey kiddo, you ready to go?”

He looked me up and down and his mouth fell open in shock.

Finally, he stuttered and stammered, “Um, uh, um, yeah…”

“Let me go pee, then we can go,” I told him.

When I closed the door behind me, I spotted my thong panties on the floor, where I’d left them after my earlier shower. I’d forgotten all about those. I picked them up, finding them soaked and sticky with cum!

That little bugger jerked off with my panties!

I was a little freaked out for a second.

I guess my little bro wasn’t as innocent as I thought. In fact, I thought it was kind of hot; I mean who could blame him after the show I was putting on in the kitchen.

I dropped the panties back where they were and did my business.

—————-

“You’re not seriously going to wear a shirt to the beach are you,” I asked. “Come on, take it off.”

He cautiously took off his shirt. He had a bit of a chubby belly, but it wasn’t too bad. Personally, I thought it made him look kinda cute.

“Ooh sexy man,” I laughed.

He smiled shyly and blushed.



———-

After washing my face and saying goodnight, I went to bed. I tried getting to sleep, but all I could think of was the thought of my little brother in my bathroom jerking off with my thong. It really turned me on.

I can’t lie, it really creeped me out; being turned on by my brother masturbating over me.

I mean I could get any guy I wanted, so why was the thought of my chubby little brother turning me on? Finally, I decided that it was probably because I haven’t had sex for a couple months. Not since ending my relationship with my last boyfriend.

I peeled my pants off and stuck my index finger in my pussy. I let out some soft moans as I masturbated to the thought of how I would tease Ricky, the next day.

After only a few minutes, my floodgates opened and I had an intense orgasm, more intense than usual. I cleaned myself up and slid my pajama pants back on, eventually drifting off to sleep.

———-

The next morning, I got up and walked out into the living room. Ricky was sound asleep on the couch, the TV still on. I grabbed the remote and switched it off.

I was still horny and I had an idea of what might satisfy me for the moment. I walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open. I very noisily slung open the shower curtain, ran to the sink to brush my teeth and stripped bare.

I peeked out into the living room, to find Ricky still fast asleep. The couch was positioned, so that someone sitting on it could see into the bathroom, if the door was left open.

I stepped into the shower, leaving the curtain wide open and began scrubbing away…

Dropping a bottle of shampoo on purpose, I looked at Ricky again. He was still asleep!

I picked it up and dropped it again, along with the conditioner bottle. This time I nearly threw them down, making them clatter loudly in the floor of the shower..

That finally got him to stir.

After finishing in the shower, I dried and stepped out. Facing the mirror, I gave him a very good side view of my boobs and could probably make out my right nipple. My nipples stood hard with excitement.

I stood there, pretending to inspect them in the mirror. I lifted my left breast up and let it fall, then I did the same to the right. I alternated doing this before I squeezed them both simultaneously.

I could hear him panting, he was definitely watching. After playing with my tits in front of the mirror, I decided that I’d better get dressed.

I turned so my butt was facing him, then I stepped into pants, bending at the hips to pull them up. This move exposed my naked ass to him, probably with a peek at my hairless little snatch.

Damned lucky kid, I thought to myself. Looking out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ricky had been watching intently.

As I came out of the bathroom, my little brother instantly ducked his head down, pretending to still be fast asleep.

“Good morning Ricky, do you want some breakfast?” I gently shook him, pretending to not know he was already awake.

“Yeah, cool.” He stretched and faked a huge yawn. “I gotta hit the bathroom first though.”

It was a nice day so there were quite a few people. I was getting a lot of sexual looks from males and dirty looks from their partners, but I didn’t mind. As usual, I liked the attention.

I chose a spot in the dead center of the beach, so there was a large crowd around us.

Laying out my towel, I stretched out, ready to work on my tan.

When I looked up at Ricky, he seemed kind of bored.

I realized that there was nothing really for him to do here, even though I come almost daily to work on my tan. So, as a dutiful big sister, I came up with an idea to help him pass the time.

“Ricky, can you put some lotion on my back,” I asked.

“Sure!” His sudden excitement, very evident in his voice.

He fished the tanning lotion out of my purse, while I lay down on my belly and relaxed.

“Make sure you get every spot.” I said. I could feel his excitement. “I don’t wanna burn anywhere.”

Ricky squirted some lotion on my upper back and started massaging it on my shoulders. It felt really good. The cool lotion, on my bare warm skin is always an erotic sensation for me.

He stumbled a couple times, trying to awkwardly work around the strap of my top.

“Here,” I said. Reaching around, I untied my top. I felt an instant release of tension on my breasts.

His hands began to move freely across my skin, his fingers occasionally sneaking around to touch the sides of my boobs.

Next, he slowly started working lower the mid back. As he bent over my body I felt his hard boner poking my bare ass cheek. I just grinned.

Finally, he got to my ass. He rubbed each ass cheek lightly with each hand. He squirted a bunch of lotion straight from the bottle onto each one of my ass cheeks. His hands spread it slowly and carefully.

When it was all spread he started lightly massaging; squeezing each cheek with open palms. When he started massaging more deeply, I didn’t object. He split my cheeks apart and pushed my thong in between them, and then squished them back together.

“Um, Carly, should I keep going?”

Unsure how to answer, I took the easy way out; I pretended to be asleep.

Ricky must have taken this as silent consent, as next he carefully untied the strings at the sides of my thong. Then he spread my cheeks apart and slowly slipped the thin lycra strip out of his way.

Then he squirted even more tanning lotion on my ass, this time along the crack. He pushed my cheeks apart and started working the lotion into the cleft my butt. He rubbed lotion on the inside of my cheeks and along the crease.

I had a really hard time not jumping as he started to circle his finger around my tiny rectum.

The feeling it sent through my body was sensational.

“Mmmm,” I let out a soft, unconscious moan. I could smell my soaked pussy mixing with the salty beach air and the copious amounts of tanning lotion, Ricky’s smeared on my skin.

I was hot!

I was also lost in the ecstasy, until I heard someone from down the beach calling out to Ricky.

The voice was approaching and continuing to call out to him; when I heard my brother ‘shush’ them.

Laying there, pretending to be asleep, I heard several voices having a muted conversation with Ricky.

While they spoke, Ricky’s hands returned to massaging my ass. He pulled at the backs of my thighs, fully exposing my vagina and asshole to whoever he was talking to.

Several soft gasps came from my unseen audience.

I swear, I almost came right there. My clit ached and begged for my attention.

Thinking that I’d better put a stop to the lewd display, I decided I needed to ‘wake up.

“Ricky?” I said groggily.

He instantly pulled his hands away, “Oh, um, hey, you’re awake. Um, I was just putting tanning lotion on your legs, when my friends walked up.”

“Thanks darling.” I replied, pretending that I didn’t really know what he was doing. I reached around and retied my top, then started to roll over, to greet his friends, when he stopped me.

“Um, err. I took your bottoms loose so I could put lotion on your bum properly, so you should put that back on the right way.”

“Oh! Well, thanks again.” I replied in feigning slight embarrassment. I tied my thong up again and then rolled over to see Ricky and five other boys near his age, staring down at me.

“Um, guys, this is my sister, Carly.”

The five of them fumbled their words, trying to respond, but finally managed to all say hello.

“They saw us here and came over to invite me to come over to Marcus’s house tomorrow,” Ricky said, pointing at the tallest of the boys. “Just to play some video games and stuff. No biggie.”

“That’s cool,” I answered. “Hey, you know what? You guys could bring your game system and come over to my apartment tomorrow? I’ll order pizzas, you can use my big screen TV. That way you don’t have any parents breathing down your necks.”

All six boys instantly loved the idea! They set a time and Ricky gave them my address.

It was starting to get late, so after the boys all said goodbye, Ricky and I packed up and left.

———-

We sat down to dinner and talked about how we could show Ricky’s friends a fun time, the following night. I have a few ideas, but I wasn’t ready to suggest them to my baby brother…not yet.

After cleaning up from dinner, I announced that I was going to shower again. I wanted to wash the beach sand and tanning lotion off, before bed.

Again, I made sure to leave the door open.

After I’d shaved my legs, pits and pussy, a wicked little idea popped into my head…

“Hey Ricky,” I called out to him. “Would you come wash my back? It’s really hard to get this greasy stuff off, by myself.”

“Um, er. Yeah, I guess.” His voice cracked, as he was overcome by nervousness.

The excitement of showing off to him was intoxicating. I could feel my slit getting slick, with anticipa……..tion.

When he walked into the bathroom, I could see his internal conflict. He was trying to be a gentleman and avert his eyes from my nakedness, but the horniness of being an adolescent male virgin was overpowering his will.

“Bro, you don’t mind do you?” I asked him. “I mean it’s not like it’s the first time you’ve seen me naked. We grew up together, for god’s sake.”

“Nah, uh, I don’t mind,” he stammered. “But last time I saw you naked was… Well, that was before you started developing boobies. Um, we were both just kids, then.”

“Well, you know me, Ricky; I’ve never really been shy. I’m not really any different than any other naked girl you’ve seen.”

“Um, sis. I’ve never seen a naked girl, in real life. Only in pictures and online, never the real thing,” he answered. The shame was evident in his voice.

“Oh. Well I’m sure that’ll all change, soon enough,” I grinned over my shoulder at him.

He just nodded and proceeded to wash my backside for me. His breathing was again ragged and rapid, I could feel his nervous hands shaking as he washed.

He soaped my shoulders, my back, my sides. His hands reached around and tentatively groped some side boob. He worked his way past the small of my back and started to soap my shapely butt.

“Make sure you get in my butt crack too,” I instructed. “You wouldn’t believe how sand gets everywhere, from the beach.

He did as he was instructed.

I can’t lie, I was sort of disappointed that he didn’t give my asshole as much attention as he had at the beach. But I realize that he thought I’d been asleep then, so I understood his hesitation.

When he was finished, I thanked him and he started back toward the couch.

“Hey bro,” I caught him. “Don’t run off. Stay and keep me company. You can sit there on the toilet and we can talk while I shower.”

So, he did. He put the lid down on the toilet and sat.

He didn’t do much talking, he just watched as his older sister soaped and scrubbed her bare naked body.

I put on a hell of a show for that poor boy too.

———-

After finishing my shower and drying off, I went to my room to get dressed. I chose a longish, pullover sweater, with nothing underneath. Then I joined Ricky on the couch, to watch the latest comic book turned blockbuster movie.

I made sure to keep my legs pulled up under me, stretching the sweater to barely cover my freshly shaven pussy, but teasing him with plenty of leg.

I could tell he was distracted from the movie and he kept his hands in his lap, probably trying to hide his hard-on.

“Ricky, are you okay?” I asked him, already knowing what was going on.

“Yeah, why?”

“You seem distant, distracted. Like, you’re barely watching the movie.”

“No, I’m fine,” he answered. Now he made a show of paying full attention to the TV.

I didn’t quite get the reaction that I’d been hoping for.

Next, I shifted, so that my body was facing Ricky. Then I pulled my knees up against my chest, making sure the sweater pulled up enough to give full exposure to my wet little pussy.

“Um, Carly,” Ricky said. His nervousness was made obvious by his reddened cheeks. “Uh, your girl parts are showing.”

“I know, it’s okay.” I put on my most disarming smile, “you don’t mind do you? I mean, you are my brother.”

“Well, it’s a little hard to watch the movie.”

I pointedly looked at the tent in his shorts and giggled a little, “Looks like it’s more than a little hard, there brother.” I pointed to his crotch.

Ricky’s face went completely red and his hands flew back into his lap, to cover his boner.

“Hey buddy, it’s okay. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” I placed a hand on his shoulder, to calm him. “To tell the truth, I kind of like that looking at me turns you on that much.”

“What? Are you kidding me?” He was exasperated, “Of course it does, you’re like, the sexiest girl on the planet! Um, yeah. I like to look at you!”

His eyes fell and a crestfallen expression set on his face, “I just feel wrong.