My name is Roger and I have not been the best son to my parents. I was one of these teen who was into drinking with my buddies, using drugs, and raising hell in the neighborhood. At 16 my parents threw me out of the house and I was lucky enough to find a home with my grandmother. She was in her seventies and was either tolerant or non observant of my activities. She was also very hard of hearing and was obvious to noise or loud music or my comings or goings. A car wreck that came close to killing me changed my attitude. I straighten out, got my GED, and am training for a medical technical career. I am now 21, still living with my grandmother and making some return to a relationship with my parents.
Lately my two cousins have been frequent visitors to my grandmother's house as well. They are having trying teen years and I can sympathize with them to a certain extent. My cousin, Jerry, dropped out of school at 17 and has worked at fast food joints for the last two years. His sister, Kelli, is 18 and still in high school. They are both musically talented as he plays guitar and she plays the flute. Their parents are dysfunctional as the father has a drinking problem and the mother is heavily medicated for psychological problems. They recently divorced and my cousins are living with their mother. It was summer and living at their mother's trailer was not much fun. They started to visit our grandmother on weekends.
My grandmother's house is in old suburban neighborhood with a large wooded lot. The driveway runs from the street to the side of the house where it ends at a covered patio backing to some common woods. The patio is fairly private and not viewable from the street or by neighbors. At the beginning of the summer, we would sit on the patio late into the night, talking, listening to Jerry's guitar playing, and usually drinking beer. I did not know my cousins very well but as the weekend parties continued, we got to be close friends. They were into goth somewhat. They mainly dressed in black, had piercings, had some wild tattoos, and were into heavy metal music, especially Marilyn Manson. It was strange but considering my teen past, who was I to judge them?
When everyone was tired, the three of us would crash in my bed. It was a king size bed that took up most of the width of my bedroom. It belonged to my grandmother and after granddad died, she stayed in a double bed and gave me the king size when I moved in. At first, we sleep in our clothes or T shirts but as we spent more time together, we slept comfortably in our underwear. Jerry and I were slim and tall like most of our family. Kelli was tall as well with big breasts (36C) but her ass was a bit big for the rest of her body. Her hair color changed from weekend to weekend. Sometimes it was black, one time pink or eggplant purple but lately it was some shade of blonde. Her skin was very white and the black eye make up really stood out against her pale skin. I usually woke up before my cousins did and saw Kelli spooned against her brother in sleep.
Soon my summer break was over and I was back in tech school. My cousins still came over on weekends. Sometimes they were both over, sometimes it was just Jerry or Kelli, and sometimes they were there but I was out with friends. One Saturday evening I was out with some friends from the tech school and after some of them got into a bar fight, I slipped out and headed back to Grandmothers. I pulled into the driveway about one in the morning and was surprised that my cousins were not on the patio. Entering through the backdoor, I could see the light on in my bedroom and the TV was on.
"Hi Roger" said Jerry, "Come watch this cool movie with us."
"Hi Roger, what's up cous?" smiled Kelli
Jerry and his sister was in my bed, smoking cigarettes, and watching a movie on the 19 inch TV on the dresser opposite the foot of my bed. Jerry was in his briefs which was no surprise but Kelli was only in her panties. Topless!
Trying to be cool, I replied, "Not much. What movie are you watching?"
Kelli slightly smiled as she knew I was staring at her breasts. Kelli not only had a nice rack but she had puffy pink nipples. I had seen pictures of puffy nipples but never seen them in the flesh. As I looked at her big puffies, her nipples stuck out hard like pencil erasers attached to her very round pink nipples.
"Really cool Dracula movie made in the 60's" said Jerry, "All the actors are English and it's really gory."
"Cool" I said as I stripped to my briefs and joined them. We watched the movie until three in the morning and then we crashed. I was not into the movie like my cousins and was thinking more about the topless Kelli. I woke up around six in the morning to find myself wrapped around Kelli. My heart started to beat hard as I realized my arms were wrapped across her back, my hands on her breasts, and my hard cock pressing through my briefs against her butt. I relaxed when I heard her snoring and slowly detached myself from her. The next day my cousins acted normal and last night was no different than our other bedtimes. From then on, Kelli was topless at bedtime when she stayed over and actually I began to accept it as normal. I never did question or ask why she was topless.
It was still warm for fall and we continued to hang out late on the patio during the weekends. On a Saturday night in October, I was out on a date with a girl from the school. Her name is Terri and she had partied with me on the patio on a few prior occasions and was acquainted with my cousins. She liked them and was almost sisterly towards Kelli. After going to a small venue concert, Terri and I headed towards to my place. My cousins were not supposed to be at Grandmothers that weekend and I was ready to have some hot sack time with Terri. It was an unseasonable warm 80 degrees for one in the morning and the moon was bright and full in the sky. It was very bright moonlight where you could almost read by it. I pulled into the driveway and as we got out of the car, we could hear flute music being played. Terri and I walked hand in hand towards the back of the house and were startled to see Kelli sitting on patio chair next to an oak tree, playing the flute in the nude.
"What are you doing here" I asked almost angrily.
"Oh, Jerry is with his buddies tonight" she said calmly, "I thought I would come over at the late minute for something to do."
"No, I mean what are you doing? I asked as Terri began to quietly giggle.
"I love to do this when the moon is so full and bright" Kelli smiled. "It is such an ancient, primitive thing to do. You like the tune?"
