Sibling Seduction - Sex Stories

Sibling Seduction

... doesn't love me as anything more than a friend. Same for Tess. Oh well.

Friends with benefits could still spend fun times together, Simon reflected. He texted Lisa and Tess, asked if they were doing anything that weekend. Neither immediately replied. Simon sighed, recalling that he was a pariah at the school with just about all the other students. A senior boy with an inflated libido, shunned by most girls who preferred to mock and deny his interests rather than indulge them. Or they had other things they valued more- freedom, possibly jealous boyfriends, desires to date other people, moral codes. He could understand the latter issue, even though he hated it. No, I don't hate it, he amended. It's just an annoying thing I can only escape with hope and time.

Better distract myself, he decided. They'll get back to me in due time, maybe.

He texted Stephanie, reflecting a fun hangout with her would be better than nothing if his friends with whom he could get physically intimate were busy. She didn't reply immediately either. He sighed and flopped onto his bed.

I need to stave off boredom, Simon thought again after a while. He was too wound up to nap. He tried to read, but his books bored him. Same for his videogames. No, he decided, there was another activity he would rather do instead. And he was alone, no one was texting him back yet, so why not?

He opened his bedside table drawer, pulled out one of the Maxim magazines he kept in there. He flipped to the ...

... pictures of up and coming Hollywood starlets the magazine featured, began fantasizing about them. They were beautiful, dressed provocatively, of appropriate age. They expressed a sex positive attitude in the articles accompanying the pictures and maybe they were just acting, but maybe... it was a worthy fantasy that they might not be, and Simon had always had an active imagination. Now, in private, he would indulge it as he had many times before.

He loosened his pants, pushed them off, and rubbed his manhood as he read the articles, stared at the pictures of the various young celebrities, fantasized. He was meeting them, they liked him, they were touching him and he was touching them back. Or maybe Tess and Lisa were impersonating the celebrities for him- they had both done such things before- laughing and willing to indulge his fantasies about hot famous people. Simon would gladly impersonate Will Smith or some other handsome actor for them in return. He felt his shaft growing hard as he stroked it, his skin tingling underneath. Fluids rushing through his brain and body, erotic tension building. His boxer shorts remained on, the soft material enhancing his sensations as he rubbed himself through the material. The Maxim girls were dancing in his mind, rubbing themselves and letting him rub them, caressing him back also, for their mutual pleasure. And soon he would find release. The young women about whom he was fantasizing were in his mind, smiling, posing appropriately. His ...