Kinsey's Scenic Views
Copyright© 2026 by TailWeaver
Chapter 1: Lazy Days
It all started:
Kinsey lay in the warm sun, dark glasses shading her eyes from the worst of the sun’s glare, and felt her skin warm as she stretched out on her chaise lounge by the side of the pool. She had plans this summer, and her job at the cinema in the evenings made it possible for her to accomplish her most important objective: daily sun worship. There was a good way, a bad way, and the safer way to get a tan like she wanted. The good way required more coverage, but also more frequent, shorter periods of basking. She was already near the end of her short interval for today, and she was already mentally complaining about having to stop and move to the shade or go inside
Her brother has just come out to swim, and she envied his apparent unconcern about his lack of tan or even what he might look like. Two years younger than she was, she rarely understood him, though they did get along better than most. At least if the stories her friends tell her were true. Some brothers are apparently quite rude and gross. Jason was, for the most part, a polite enough boy, especially to other adults. Kinsey was in that in-between age, so sometimes Jason was very polite and other times he just ignored her. She sat up in preparation for leaving, looking around for her cover-up, waiting just another minute before cloaking her body
Splash
She turned, catching the splashing cascade of water coming from her brother’s dive, idly watching the water as he swam a good way underwater. Something struck her as being off, and it took her a minute to notice his trunks floating in the water near where he had gone in. She darted her gaze back towards her younger brother, quickly looking away when she caught sight of what she now knew to be his naked body. It wasn’t like she could see much with him being mostly underwater and so far away, but the knowledge that he didn’t have anything on made her gaze seem somewhat illicit. She stood up, pulling her wrap around her hips, and headed back to the house, pausing at the end of the pool.
“Have fun!” she said, giggling slightly, glancing at his floating trunks before smiling at her brother’s nervous-looking face.
Day 2
Kinsey could not stop thinking about what had happened with her brother the previous day, and as she warmed in the sun, she replayed yesterday’s events in her mind over and over. She began to picture things differently, imagining what would have happened if he had been closer or if she had been a bit more obvious about looking at him and talking to him about what had happened while he was still in the pool. She wasn’t quite sure why she was so taken with what had happened, but she knew she wanted it to happen again, even if that was unlikely. She broke from her reverie, a bit startled, when she heard her brother’s voice.
“Hey...”
He sounded a bit nervous, and she smiled inside, oddly enjoying his discomfort. He seemed so worried.
“Oh, hi. Swimming again?”
“Yeah. Um...”
“Hmmm?”
“Sorry about...”
“What? Oh ... that. Don’t worry about it. Things happen.”
“Um, yeah, I guess...”
He hovered near her, still sounding nervous and concerned. Kinsey sat up and started to roll over to lie on her back, turning her face to the side. “Seriously, I didn’t mind.”
She could hear him breathing softly, not saying anything, before eventually moving away. She adjusted her head slightly, keeping a discreet eye on the pool, and watched as he dropped his towel on a chair a few feet from her spot. Kinsey saw him glance at her briefly before stepping into the shallow end of the pool. She closed her eyes, resting a bit, a little surprised at her disappointment. She had not realized just how much she wished he would dive in again, just in case it happened again. After a minute, she heard the water splashing as he moved around, and she looked through her mostly closed lashes and watched while he swam to the side of the pool and got out. She could see him tugging slightly on the waistband of his wet board shorts, and she quickly shut her eyes when she saw him glance over at her again. She waited until she heard him dive in. Turning onto her side, she did not hide that she was looking at the pool, a small smile crossing her face when she saw him surface at the other end, the telltale bobbing of fabric more than a few feet away from him making it clear his shorts had fallen off again. She sat up and began to reapply her sunscreen, not giving him a chance to discreetly grab his trunks. He would have to do so with her watching, and aware of what he was doing.
She watched as he debated a while before slowly swimming over to where his shorts were floating, being careful to keep himself under the water. She kept her eyes on him, making it clear that she knew his pants came off again and he was working to put them back on under the water. As soon as he finished messing with his shorts, she lay back, as if completely unconcerned. She kept an eye on him, though, and when he again got out of the water and moved to the edge to dive in, she looked at him, watching, not failing to notice that he glanced her way before again diving into the water. Kinsey began to realize that Jason was not completely oblivious to what she was doing, and perhaps he was watching her as much as she was watching him. Keeping her eyes peeled, she was not surprised to see a flash of his bare bottom as he sliced through the water, and the emergence of his swim shorts a few feet behind him. This game she was playing was starting to intrigue her more and more.
Wanting to see if she could keep him from retrieving his shorts right away, she got up and stuck her toe into the water, not too far from where his shorts floated. She glanced at him, noticing his shaded nudity, though the water shielded most of the details. She could tell he was naked, though, and she found the whole experience rather energizing.
“Sorry!!” He said again, and she looked over at him, treading water.
“Yeah. Seems to keep happening, huh?” She said, making conversation while continuing to tacitly guard the section of the pool where his shorts were. He could get them, of course, if he dared get closer to her.
“I should probably get a pair that fits better,” he said after another moment, neither of them moving from their respective spots.
Deciding she’d made enough of a point, Kinsey turned and headed back to her recliner, tossing back a carefully casual-sounding “If you want. I don’t mind, though, I told you.” She got herself comfortable again, reapplying a bit of sunscreen to give her an excuse to watch him, and she could see him thinking, no doubt trying to figure out if she was teasing or not. Leaning back, she let him off the hook, closing her eyes and turning to the opposite side for a minute or two, giving him ample time to retrieve his shorts and put them back on.
Kinsey zoned out for a while, the warm sun making her somewhat listless. After an inordinate amount of time, she realized she had not heard Jason for a while. She turned her head back to the pool and saw him standing on the near side of the pool. His head was turned so he could see her, but only for a moment. As soon as she looked at him, he turned to face the pool and dove in. Deciding that she didn’t really need to pretend not to watch, she sat up again, quickly spotting his shorts once again floating all by themselves.
When he surfaced, she saw him look in her direction, his arms slowly moving to and fro in the water. He was in the shallower part of the pool, but he began to move back towards where he dove in. Even though his shorts were floating within easy reach, he ignored them as he slowly moved past them into the deep end, treading water as he turned to look at Kinsey. Kinsey didn’t say anything, just watched him as he bobbed in the water, eventually lying back to continue enjoying the sun. She’d look over at the pool from time to time, observing that Jason did not appear to retrieve his shorts for some time. Not until shortly before he got out of the pool did she see him grab his shorts and work to put them back on.
Alone again, Kinsey turned onto her stomach and closed her eyes, her mind replaying the scene and imagining ways in which she could see more clearly. Her curiosity was more than a little piqued, and even though she had a solid understanding of the male anatomy, she’d only gotten that far with one boyfriend - and the quick fumbling in the back seat of his car had left her with only an interrupted and brief understanding of what a penis looked and felt like. Not that she wanted to touch her brother, god no, but seeing it, that was a different story.
Day 3
The next day was quite similar, at least in regard to Jason’s shorts bobbing in the pool rather than staying on his body. Kinsey noticed that he no longer bothered to chase after his shorts after his first dive, spending the thirty minutes or so completely nude. Not that she got to see anything, not really, even when she sat up and talked with him briefly, he was far enough away that the only real thrill she got was just knowing that he was naked.
A couple of cloudy days, one with intermittent rain, delayed her and Jason’s next encounter. Weekends were not a safe time for their new game, and even though she was out there on Sunday, for some reason, Jason never dove in like he usually did. Even though she knew it was a smart decision, she could not deny the disappointment she felt. It would be difficult to explain to anyone why she was miffed, so she contented herself with idle daydreaming and waiting for the next day.
The Next week, Swim Day 4
Kinsey could feel a twirl of nervous excitement twisting around inside of her as she lay out in the sun the next day. She and her brother had never talked about what was going on, but she hoped that he was enjoying himself as much as she was. After yesterday’s fully clothed swimming session, she was praying he would revert to the diving and behavior he had shown during the week when neither of their parents was at home.
After a short while, she heard the back patio door open, and she turned to watch her brother come out to the pool, pausing at the deep end. She saw him toss his towel to the side, not even bothering to find a chair, and after a quick look at her, he dove in, just like he had done so often the previous week. And with a similar result. The quick flash of pale buttocks combined with the spot of fabric bobbing in the water let her know that everything was back to normal. At least as far as their little game. She smiled at him when he stopped in the shallow end, looking at her as if making sure things were still ok. When she didn’t say anything to dissuade him, she gasped a little when he dove back under the water from a standstill, his bare bottom quite visible for more than a second or two. He obviously was getting braver, or perhaps just seeing how much or how little she cared, she thought, as she watched him swim back and forth, her sun worship forgotten for the moment,
Curious to see how he’d react, she got up and moved to sit on the edge of the pool, letting her feet dangle into the water. Not wanting to deal with her hair, she was not in a hurry to jump into or dive into the pool, but she wondered what he would do if she stayed there for a minute. Would he hide out at the other end of the pool? Would he continue to swim? Would he say anything?
At first, Jason stayed in the deep end, as far from her as he could while staying in the pool. The longer she sat there, idly glancing in his direction, the more he seemed to be considering his options, slowly treading water and moving back and forth a little bit. When she did nothing to indicate she was going to leave, he must have decided to see if she was really going to just sit there while he swam without his bottoms. He dunked under the water, pushing off the side, and she watched his bare body glide underwater for ½ the length of their rather small pool, eventually surfacing before he swam a few strokes and pulled to a stop at the opposite end. He kept his body well underwater, but he turned to look at her. Kinsey did not move from her spot; she continued to idly dangle one foot in the water and glanced in his direction. After a few seconds, he repeated his action, swimming underwater a good portion of the pool length before finishing with a few strokes and putting a hand on the edge of the pool. Kinsey decided she had made her point, and while she could never just ask him to swim naked, she hoped that she had made it clear she did not mind if he did. Getting up, she stood and looked down at him, treading water for a minute before returning to her chair.
Back in her usual spot, reclined in her chair, Kinsey kept an eye on her brother as he swam about rather steadily, continuing to ignore his floating shorts in favor of swimming au naturel. She could not see anything, not really, especially not from where she was sitting now, but she was more than content to watch as he seemed to slowly accept that she did not mind if he swam about without his trunks on. Deciding she had pushed things as far as she dared for one day, and knowing they had all week without parental interference, she made her exit after a few more minutes, walking slowly by the pool and not shying away from looking at him as he swam back and forth.
Day 5