Foreword:
100% fiction. This is the first time I've written anything like this. It just sort of hit me one day as an idea and I've wanted to submit it ever since. So yeah, please don't judge it too much. I'd appreciate any feedback and constructive criticism you have to offer.
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years old or more. All sexual interaction is voluntary.
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My Sister's Boyfriend
I'm Nico. I've got dirty blonde hair, a sharp face, and I'm relatively in shape. Nothing impressive, but I'm not fat or skinny, and I'm pretty fit.
I'd just finished school for the day. I was supposed to go bowling with some other guys from school, but I'm pretty sure they only invited me because they felt they had to. I didn't have any real friends.
It's not like I never had friends at all, but since my dad died two years ago I just sort of became much more resigned and kept to myself. Any friends I had had left. And I was ok with that. Even two years after the shock of my Dads death I still didn't feel like enjoying other people's company. This reclusive behaviour was especially strengthened by the fact that I'm gay.
Sure, being gay doesn't mean I have to keep to myself. But hanging out with a bunch of immature guys from school who didn't understand me or even pretend to understand me was not what I was interested in doing. Not that my family understood me either. I hadn't told anyone I was gay yet.
So I decided to skip on the bowling and walk straight home. My 18 year old sister Emma would be there probably hanging out with her boyfriend, Todd.
Oh Todd.
Todd was quite possibly the first guy crush I'd ever had. He was 22 years old and HOT. Like, porn-star-material hot. He was at least six foot tall with light brown hair, tanned skin, and rippling muscles. The most noticeable of which were his massive pecs which clearly showed through any T-shirt he wore. He had a habit of wearing shirts that were a size too small and you could always see the outline of his washboard abs and huge pecs. Not to mention he was a super friendly guy and an extremely kind boyfriend to my sister. Unfortunately, Todd was straight.
Or so I thought...
I was able to walk home in about twenty minutes. Loud music was playing inside, so after knocking on the door a few times I pulled the spare key out from under the doormat and let myself in. The radio was playing loudly in the front room but I couldn't see Emma or Todd anywhere. Mum was going to be out until at least 8:00pm because she works full time at the local grocer, and she wouldn't have left the music playing. So maybe Emma put it on and went out with Todd somewhere?
I dumped my bag at the door and walked upstairs hoping to take a long shower before anyone returned home, but as I walked past my room I thought I could hear noises coming from my sister's bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, so I crept softly over to the crack and peered inside.
Woah...
I had a perfect view of the sex scene playing out in front of me.
Emma was lying on her back at the end of her bed with her legs hanging over the end. Stark naked. Standing in front of her and holding her hips, also completely naked, was Todd. His bare cock was deep inside her, and you could see the muscles on his chest and arms ripple with each thrust. Over and over again he slammed his dick inside her with such force that the bed was shaking. It was the most intense and erotic thing I had ever witnessed.
I couldn't look away.
Emma was facing away from me, but Todd could look up at any moment and see me watching through the crack in the doorway. Lucky for me he was too engrossed with my sister to be bothered looking around. His eyes were shut and his hands were crossed above his head now. Moans escaped from both of them as they began to climax, and still I couldn't look away. Id only ever dreamed of seeing Todd like this, and now here it was playing out before me. I wished it were me in my sisters place.
The moaning increased as they each reached orgasm. Emma reached down to grab Todd's hips and pulled him deeper inside her. Todd obliged and gave a few thrusts so hard that I was sure Emma was going to be sore afterwards. Milky white cum began to leek from Emma's pussy as Todd emptied his load into her. And then he pulled out.
And oh my gosh. It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen.
I'd showered with my Dad before and he had a good six inches, so I'd seen the size of a normal dick. My own dick was 6 inches as well, which I was immensely proud of. But Todd's manhood put all that to shame with his 9 inches of uncut cock.
I hadn't been able to see it at first because it was buried inside my sister, but now that he had pulled out, it was hanging there in all it's shining glory. Still covered in cum, it was glossy and wet, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.
That is, until Todd opened his eyes and saw me staring.
I swear an electric shock raced through me as our eyes made contact. For a moment I thought he was going to say something to Emma. But then he broke eye contact, leaned down and kissed my sister on the lips, and pretended like nothing had happened.
I bolted.
I ran for the shower. Turned the water on, stripped naked, jumped in, and sat down. I sat there with the water rushing over me for ages, just reliving the scene I had just witnessed. Was Todd going to say something? Was I going to be I trouble? Was this the end of any possibilities I might have had to see him again?
Technically my sister isn't supposed to have sex until she's 21 years old. That's a family rule. And Todd knew about it. So if anything they would be the ones getting into trouble.
But I still felt as though I'd watched something private. Well I had. I'd just seen my sister have sex with her super hot boyfriend. And I felt as though I'd intruded on something I really shouldn't have seen.
I felt awful.
After a good twenty minutes in the shower, I turned the water off, wrapped a towel around my waist and made my way to my bedroom. I just heard the door close downstairs, so the two of them must be leaving. That was good. I'd have time to think through everything.
I searched through my clothes for a pair of boxers and changed into them. I always went about in boxers at home if no one else was there. It was so much more freeing and comfortable than wearing jeans and a T-shirt.
I lay down on my double bed.
Wow.
I'd just seen Todd naked.
After all those dreams and fantasies of seeing him in underwear, I'd just seen him without the underwear. And ohhhh it was so much better. I kept remembering the sight of his dick. Wet, shiny, and most importantly, huge. I had no idea dicks could even grow that big. Curious, I peeled back my underwear to take a look at my own cock. Two and a half inches flaccid, but it could definitely get to six inches when hard. Trust me, I'd measured. I started to stroke myself. I wanted to get my dick as big as it could so that I could really compare the size difference.
With the images I just seen replaying in my mind it wasn't difficult to get quite a boner really quickly. I grabbed a ruler and measured. Yep. Still six inches. Todd's cock was at least three inches bigger than mine. Maybe more. Oh, how I wanted to hold his dick in my hand. To see what it really feels like.
I continued to stoke myself and was nearly to orgasm when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. Maybe they hadn't gone out after all?
"Yeah?"