Summer of revelation III - Sex Stories

Summer of revelation III

... just tasted better. With that, my dick finally started to deflate. I finished my bath, and went out to dry myself. As I rubbed towel all over my body, I watched my reflection in big mirror covering better part of the wall over the sink. I was stocky, but not too much and, I have to say, my butt looked sexy. Round, bubbly, bulging proudly at the end of my back … I lightly smacked myself on my left butt cheek, with big grin on my face. I pulled my sleeping shorts back and exited bathroom. Kitchen was my next stop, as I wanted something to eat for breakfast. My sister was already there, making coffee. “Good morning. I made scrambled eggs and toast for breakfast. Would you like some coffee too?” she asked not looking at me. “Yes, with milk if it’s not too much to ask” I said with a grin. “You will be fixing your own coffee, I’m just boiling it.” I sat at the table, and soon after plate with steaming pile of scrambled eggs and fresh toast landed in front of me followed by cup of coffee, black of course. It was odd that my sister fixed me scrambled eggs in the first place, but who was I to disagree with this sudden act of kindness. I stood up, took milk from the fridge and poured some into my coffee. As I sat back to eat, my sister spoke “Hey, what have you dreamed about last night? You tossed and turned, sometimes moaned – but I’d say it wasn't any of your usual nightmares … you remember what was in your dreams?” Truth to be told, I usually didn't remembered my dreams in the ...

... morning, unless they were nightmares … and that was my perfect excuse – “no, I really don’t remember. Was I that restless?” She really never complained about my sleeping before, and when I’d wake up from a nightmare she’d come to my bed, hugging and calming me back to sleep. “You were … but, tossing and turning apart – your moans were funny … it sounded like you dreamed of sex. And as long as I watched, you had a boner” she said looking at me in anticipation. “Now that you say it like that, I wish I do remember … but, honestly, I don’t” - I replied with noticeable blush on my face, lowering my head to the plate in front of me. Luckily, our conversation ended with that, but somehow I knew she won’t let it end with that. But, I lied. As soon as she mentioned my moans and hard dick, I remembered what I was dreaming about. My dreams were of me having sex with Ben and George … and I mean sex – not just mutual jacking off. In my dream I was sucking one while other would fuck me in the ass … then they would switch places … then they both would suck me dry … then it was all over again with each one of my best friends being fucked and sucked by other two of us … it was no wonder she said what she said! My eyes were pinned down to my plate, but I was rolling back the dream in my mind, and was chewing same bite of food for about five minutes or more. “Johnny boy, you are my brother but you’re such a poor liar” my sister said with a grin – she was actually amused by my torment. “Luckily for ...