Date: Thu, 7 Jan 2010 18:57:23 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: The Fast Learner Part 3

It's impossible, I'm masturbating at least four times a day - for a 14 year
old this mightn't sound much - but each time I do it, I'm thinking of
...things... that I've done together with an older boy and I can't seem to
get them out of my head, I'm spending most of my spare time hanging around
his study pretending to do his chores...but all the while we're both
waiting for an opportunity, sometimes its just a quick grope, enough to
feel each other grow hard, other times we stand quietly masturbating one
another while he feels me up - he says my face fascinates him, curly hair
long eyelashes and cute little mouth - other times, we make it to a bedroom
but it takes a while for him to ease into me...I'm so much smaller and
well, it's a pretty tight fit, so we don't really have that long and even
though we both cum - it's not what we want, too hurried.  But holidays
aren't far off, what can we do - I don't want to spend four weeks rubbing
my penis sore as I think of what we could be doing...think of something!
Now my older brother, nice bloke not too bright mind you...how can I
arrange it...they both like sailing, both outdoors types too - we aren't
near the coast but HE is...and then the solution presented itself!

My older brother's study was right at the end of the corridor but even then
from the doorway halfway along I heard it...."Oooooh...wow!" bitten off but
unmistakable, no way was I going to ignore this so darting silently as I
could on the uneven floor I stopped outside his door....silence, except,
yes there it was, a quick gasp...leaving it for a few more seconds, I
softly opened the door.  Big brother certainly wasn't very bright, there he
was with trousers around ankles shagging hell out of one of the odious
little pricks who'd arrived half way through the term.  Now it was my turn,
clapping hand over mouth in feigned horror, eyes popping as I uttered a
strangled groan, I clutched the door jamb as if for support.  The scene
froze...then two things happened, clutching pants the junior bolted past
me, I could hear cat calls in the distance marking his progress down
stairs...older brother fell over.  He'd tried putting both feet in the same
trouser leg...and lay there gibbering at me.  Of course, I was entirely
reasonable and understanding about the whole thing...except, there was
perhaps something he might wish to do in return.  In short, would he speak
to our parents...about a visitor these holidays...here his eyes narrowed as
finally the penny began to drop...or would he rather...that I spoke to
them?

Second week of the holidays, today our visitor arrives....and I look at
myself in the mirror, purse lips in a pout, long eye lashes flutter.....I
really am a pretty little thing with curly locks and all, you should see
what happens as I walk through the park!  As for Public Toilets - once was
enough thanks!  I won't be going to meet him of course, after all - he's
not MY guest is he?  But I'll be waiting, oh yes, I'll be waiting and it's
been over a week, God..I've masturbated just about every way you can think
of but I'm still randy.  My parents are impressed with me though, very
impressed at my selflessness - where to put the visitor, older brother's
room too cluttered with computer stuff - why not put him in with me?  So
here I am, fooling around with wall mirrors...let's just say I'm lying like
this when he comes up to bed, on my tummy reading...but no pyjama bottoms.
In the reflection I can see how my buttocks thrust up in a firm curve,
absent mindedly I reach around to finger myself, caress the rim, that's
it....now work your way slowly to the centre and there's the opening,
tight...but...easy now, there, in it slips...feels nice, very nice, let's
see....oh yes, I like this....now let's do it in and out.....I'm randy, so
randy...it's not fair, reduced to a finger fuck..though it's nice watching
in the mirror, lie facing with legs up, I can see better now as my finger
goes in and out...my legs are rather nice aren't they? Let's masturbate
now....I'm still watching the image as I do myself, put on an act, fondle
the top bit slowly, use both hands to caress it...and stroke, heave your
hips up....it's so nice, you really are an attractive boy, so easy to
pretend someone else is enjoying you...and why shouldn't they, open your
legs wider, there that's a better view, pull a leg back and open your
buttocks, sexy, very sexy, lovely tight little hole...all ready for
tonight...I wonder, yes, let's put something in it now, get the
Vaseline...back in position, what a view as you rub it in, cover the
cheeks, glistening buttocks - so sexy, now finger fuck as you
masturbate...there in the mirror..he's starting to shoot off...oh nice,
nice....

Of course in the natural order of things I'd be sent off to bed at about 9
pm...but since we had a visitor rules were relaxed, so it wasn't until much
later that we said our goodnights and casually wandered up the stairs.
Safe in my room we relaxed......all the conniving and then the long
wait...now this, where to start?  Grinning he perched on his bed and patted
his lap, coyly I pretended reluctance as hands clasped behind back I
sauntered over - my erection giving the game away.  He himself was hugely
erect so by way of openers we sat and fondled one another, after the forced
absence I was by now beginning to shake particularly when a spare hand ran
itself up and down my back.  Then he noticed the mirror

"Wow, remember the bathroom?" he asked huskily

How could I forget, the sight of his penis thrusting in and out of me as I
was held suspended is still a turn on.  This gave me an idea though

"Let's have some fun for a while and then...when we're both nice and randy,
perhaps you'd like to watch yourself do me - doggie style?  We can both
watch...who knows I might even want to pretend I'm seeing you do it with
another boy?"  Here I fluttered eyelashes outrageously.

"You kinky little darling" he said as his hands roamed along my legs,
thighs....and buttocks, and back to buttocks....