Unwanted attention - Chapter 12 - Sex Stories

Unwanted attention - Chapter 12

... position, giving him a good view of my round firm butt cheeks, my puffy lips glistening between my thighs and who knows what else… He was probably not even paying attention to the movie, but looking down at the little show I was unknowingly putting on. He was definitely not a pervert, in fact quite the opposite; he was always sexually inhibited, never talking about it, not showing much interest in girls and not even masturbating like other boys his age. This sweet kid was just trying to watch TV when the shameless display was put on before him, but like any teenager the hormones acted accordingly and pulled his gaze down between my naked ass cheeks. I got up and fixed myself a bit and looked at him and smiled: “ I keep embarrassing myself in front of you lately… Honestly I’m glad it was you and not some other person that i felt asleep on, most guys your age would have taken advantage of this and.. You know… peeped in for a better look, or even… touch…” -“Oh no, you know I.. I wouldn’t even…” I interrupted him with my hand on his shoulder. “I know, and that’s what makes this not as bad.” I sat next to him with my feet up under me. I noticed when I got up that he covered his crotch with a throw pillow right away. I pretended not to see but it was obvious why he did it. As I slept my head was in his lap the whole time and I must have been moving a bit, probably shifting around some. Between that and the view of by bare butt and pussy I’m amazed that I didn’t wake up on a wet ...

... spot. I’m not flattering myself, but based on the effect that I was apparently having on grown men, it would be logical to assume that my fourteen year old brother would be even more affected by this, especially with those pubescent hormones… “I actually wanted to talk to you but I wasn’t sure about how to start and to be honest I was pretty embarrassed… I still am. Now that mom and dad are not here I think it would be good for us to have a talk about the past few weeks.” -“Am,.. sure, what about” he asked shyly although he had an idea at least about what the subject might be. “Well, it’s kinda’ related to what happened here….” I said and looked at the pillow that he was holding in his lap. “I know we are both a bit weirded-out about what we… did… a few days ago, and I’m pretty sure that neither of us is even remotely attracted to the other. In fact I think that we both find that idea gross…” He just smiled and nodded. So now we were on the same page. But as I have learned over the summer what you want is totally different with what your body needs and how it reacts against your will. The time I was assaulted clearly proved this concept. I was more than disgusted with those rapists and I couldn’t be attracted to either of them if they were the last men on Earth, but my body just responded to the stimulation the way it was genetically programed and there is little we can do about that. No matter how much I tried to resist and fight back, it was in vain towards the end. This was ...