I recently returned home to stay at my parent’s home during a three-week holiday break from my job working in an Architectural practise.
My family home consisted of mum and dad, my two younger sisters; Paula; who had just turned twenty, my teenage sister Julia, and my teenage brother Thomas. I am a twenty-five years old, and had left home a fair few years ago.
For the first week I enjoyed spending long lazy days hanging around the house doing nothing in particular, and took advantage of my holiday by having long lie-ins on a morning. I was usually woken up by mid morning by my mum or dad, bringing me my morning mug of tea or coffee before they left the house.
On one particular morning, on the first weekend of my holiday, I had made arrangements to meet up with some old school friends for the day, and had woken up very early. I was lying in my bed under the duvet watching the TV when Julia, my youngest sister came into my room with a mug of coffee at around 8:45am.
“Morning sis!” I said with a smile, and thanked her; watching as she placed the mug on the bedside table, saying that the others had all gone out already. I shuffled, sitting up a little in the bed, pulling on the duvet as I did so, keeping it just under my chin.
Julia had recently started her first job after leaving school, as a trainee at the local bank, and I saw that she was obviously dressed to go there for a Saturday shift. I think she started at 10 o’clock that day. She looked very smart in her crisp white blouse top, with its big open collar and double cuffs. The top was a perfect accompaniment to her smart textured dark grey trousers and waist coat, and black high-heeled shoes. She looked very grown up and professional. I did notice that the top three buttons of her top were undone though!
I expected her to leave the room straight away, but she didn’t. Instead she stood near to the foot of my bed and we started talking. She asked me what I had planned for the day, and I told her of the arrangements I had made.
Our conversation continued, and after a while it had somehow turned to the subject of my girlfriends and then onto my sexlife! This was an unusual way for our discussion to go, as I knew she was generally a shy and quiet girl. I couldn’t remember the last time she had a boyfriend, if in fact she had ever had one, even though she was good looking.
Julia is about 5’9” with a very skinny figure. Maybe a just bit too skinny. She is one of those girls who never seemed to put on weight, no matter what, or how much she ate. I had never really looked at her in any way other than her being my baby sister, who I teased constantly when we were younger. She has long straight brown hair reaching down to the middle of her back, today tied in a simple ponytail, greyish blue eyes, and a lovely smile. I reckoned she had about 32B sized breasts. Her skin is quite pale in complexion. Her make-up is always perfectly applied. Her long fingernails looked manicured. She obviously took great care of her body, hair and skin, and took great pride in her appearance, and the way she dressed.
We continued talking, and surprisingly the conversation started to turn ruder and ruder. After a while I told Julia that I really needed to get up to get myself ready, and I politely asked if she wouldn’t mind leaving the room. She remained standing in the same spot and folded her arms.
“I’ve got plenty of time before I have to leave for work,” she answered. “We can talk while you get ready."
“I can’t get up while you’re in the room,” I responded. “I sleep in the nude and I’m stark naked under these sheets!
To my amazement she still wouldn’t leave.
“Oh, I’ve seen Thomas naked a couple of times you know,” she said. “So it won’t matter if I see you without any clothes. I won’t be embarrassed.”
“I’ve seen it all before!” She announced nonchalantly.
“Sis…I’m your big brother!” I laughed. “And besides, it’s not really the same. I’m twenty-five. Believe me, it’s a lot different!”
I joked that I couldn’t get out of bed at the moment anyway, as after our last bit of conversation I had gotten a little bit excited, and (even now I can’t believe I told her this) I had a hard-on, and what I had was now a lot bigger. I thought saying that was sure to freak her out, and that she would leave in disbelief at what I said, but it only seemed to make her even more determined to stay.
After a short length of time I concluded that she really wasn’t going to go after all, and I really did have to get up and start to get myself ready to go out.
She was really expecting me to get out of bed stark naked with her stood there watching!
“Oh fuck it…” I thought to myself, deciding to call her bluff, and just threw back the duvet, exposing my naked body and extremely hard and thick cock to my surprised sister. There was no turning back now. As I looked at her I saw her eyes flit downwards quickly to glance at my crotch. I heard her take a sharp intake of breath as she saw my cock momentarily spring up from against my body, free after being trapped in the folds of the covers, to point straight up at the ceiling, before it fell back against my stomach. I expected her to scream and run out of the room now, but she just stood there in silence, her eyes quickly darting between my face and my erection. I saw her cheeks begin to flush and glow red.
My fully erect cock is just a little over seven inches long, and is quite thick in its girth, extending from a thin bed of light wispy brown pubes at the base that hid nothing. It was now twitching slightly in time with my nervous breathing and rapid heart beat. The purple head poked through the foreskin, partly hidden behind its sheath. My ball sack hung loosely below between my slightly open thighs.
"Oh…my…God!" I heard her mutter quietly to herself, as she stood motionless, staring down at me.
After a few silent moments I moved to get up off the bed intending to put on some clothes, with my rock hard cock sticking straight out from my body at a right angle, waving and bouncing around with every move I made. My movements had caused the foreskin to peal back fully, bringing the full-engorged head into view. All of Julia’s attention was now firmly focussed on my erection. She was no longer pretending not to stare at my cock. I could see her eyes watching it, following its every movement.
She smiled timidly at me and said that she had to agree that I was indeed very different to Thomas.
“So how will you put your underwear and jeans on?” She asked innocently. “When it’s sticking out like it is!”
Was she really so naive?
“Didn’t you do sex education at school?!” I asked.
“Yes we did,” she replied, “but nothing like this.”
I told her that I would manage to get my clothes on, although it wouldn’t be very comfortable.
“If you left the room it’ll eventually go soft anyway,” I suggested.
Almost immediately she replied that she wanted to see this happen, and by the serious expression on her face it was obvious to me that she really wasn’t going to leave now until she had witnessed my cock going soft.
Well, there was no way that my hard cock was going to go down with any sixteen year old girl just stood staring at it, even if that girl was my sister. So after another short period of awkward silence, and with a gulp of my throat at what I had decided to do to solve my problem, I said that if she really wasn’t going to leave, I would just have to get my cock to go soft, and what I was going to do would increase her sex education knowledge by one thousand.
She didn’t offer any response, as at that moment she had no idea about what I was talking about doing, so in my naked state (well I didn’t think there was any point in covering up now), I quickly walked past her over to the washbasin in the corner of the room, before returning to the bed holding a handful of tissues. All the time Julia continued to openly stare at my erection as it swung side to side from its root like a pendulum, as I moved.
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I nervously lay back down on the bed, placing the face cloth on my stomach and the tissues at my side, before thoroughly wetting my palm with my tongue and spitting saliva onto my hand. I lifted my cock, taking hold of the shaft in my fist, ensuring that the foreskin remained pulled back as far as it could so the large angry purple head was fully exposed to my sisters' gaze. I gave the full length of the shaft a couple of quick strokes. I saw Julia’s eyes widen, as she finally understood what I was about to do.
“Are you sure you want to stay?” I asked, staring directly into Julia’s eyes.
“Yeah…I want to watch,” she replied quietly, nodding her head, before once again lowering her eyes until they were fixed on my cock.
I started to slowly slide my hand up and down the shaft, staring at my increasingly gob-smacked sister, who just stood there looking at my crotch, open mouthed in astonishment at what I had begun to do in front of her. But she didn’t voice any disapproval or attempt to leave…so I carried on.
"And that makes it go soft?" Julia asked after a short while. "’Cos it looks like it's making it bigger to me!"
She was right. I felt more aroused than I had ever done before. The dark head of my cock was huge, purple and engorged, the sharp ridge beneath the head delineating it from the long pale thickness below. Veins showed almost blue winding along the shaft.
