Chapter 2

It was exciting that Troy and I had this thing we did together jacking off. I sensed he might be bisexual, and I knew what we were doing could cross the line quickly into something more intimate, like sucking each other’s cocks. I felt that but ignored it. Our biggest desire was “pussy”. How could we get pussy?

How could we find girls our age to fuck? It seemed impossible at the time. Like most boys our age we were shy around girls. If they only knew how we jacked off talking about them. And then there was Leah. There she was--a girl! A real girl! A real girl with breasts and a pussy and the hottest butt. And she lived in my house, was my sister, seventeen and horny. And she had panties we could smell and use and cum into. How lucky were we? How lucky was I?

I told Troy I would get us some panties and we could jack off into them after school the next day. Leah was out with her best friend Tammy. They were partners in crime, so to speak. Tammy came over a lot and they had sleepovers at our house and Tammy’s. She was friggin’ hot, too. I had another goal, and that was to fuck her. Troy wanted her, too. And her panties. She changed her underwear here when she slept over. Taking a shower would produce worn panties that she would not always take home. She’d leave them here in Leah’s hamper. I could tell they were hers by her unique pussy smell. I became quite skilled at smells. No two girls have the same pussy shape or smell. I was dying to see her pussy. I wondered if hers was bald like Leah’s? (I caught a quick glimpse of Leah drying herself off in the bathroom after her shower, door ajar a couple inches. Perfect timing. Gorgeous breasts tipped with swollen, puffy nipples, and a completely bald pussy.)

My heart raced as I entered Leah’s bedroom. It smelled like a girl’s bedroom. Perfumes, lotions and pussy. My mouth watered. My cock grew so hard as I looked around. The house was quiet, so I had some of my attention on any sound of the front door opening. It was a 3-bedroom house, and the bedrooms were at the back of the house, so I would have time enough to exit her room if I heard someone coming into the house.

I wanted to jack off. (When didn’t I want to jack off? Ha!). I felt high and light-headed from the excitement and danger of getting caught. She always forbade me to go into her room without her there. I know she fished around my room. I think she was as curious about me, her brother, a dude with a dick and porn. I am sure she found my mags and videos.

We had sexual tension. I can see it now in retrospect. But then I was too deep into my shit to think about how she felt about me. I felt compelled to open her dresser drawers. I had done this before, but not in a while. I needed to see if there was anything new. I did see lots of new panties, mostly thongs! Thongs are so sexy. So tight and revealing. She had the body for them. Not all girls do.