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In my last posting here, I wrote about catching my step-brother masturbating which led to my watching him with his approval.  A couple of days went by, and it must have been a weekend because our parents were at home, when I woke up and took a shower. I started downstairs but noticed that David’s room door was open, which meant he was already awake and had probably already gone downstairs.  When I got downstairs, sure enough, he was sitting at the breakfast table while mom was in the kitchen making breakfast. Looking at him was like looking at a stranger, a completely different person. He wasn’t the same as the other day and I started to feel awkward the longer we sat there, especially with our mom close by. I felt like she somehow already knew, that being a mom, she could just tell that something had happened between the two of us.  She asked, “Are you feeling much better, Pam?” Shoot!  “Yeah, I’m fine mom. I think it’s just recovering from being so sick,” I lied.  “Alright dear, but if you start feeling ill again let me know istanbul travesti so I can get you to the doctor,” she instructed.  The rest of that day was uneventful. David and mom watched a documentary on TV while I read. Dad worked from home. Our parents decided they’d go out for dinner and then to a movie. Mom asked if we wanted to go also, but as I was still a little queasy, I declined. David said he’d stay behind as well. So dad left us some money to order pizza and then went on their way. This left David and me sitting in the living room, discovery channel playing on the TV in the background, and me pretending to read.  The atmosphere was so uncomfortable. I was feeling awkward about what had happened but still turned on by those thoughts in my mind. I kept sneaking glances over at David as I continued my attempts at reading. Finally, being the type of guy he is, he broke the silence by asking if I wanted to go ahead and order some pizzas.  After he called our order in, we changed the TV channel to one of the music channels travesti istanbul and started talking as usual and acting as if nothing had happened the other evening. Our pizzas arrived so we sat at the table to eat them and switched channels again to a Christmas special.  It was about 8 PM and we still hadn’t turned on any lights in the room, so we sat there with only the light from the TV playing. I could tell that the atmosphere was getting a little heavy again and I caught David staring at me as I sat there. He blushed and looked away. But then he did something that surprised me.  “Um, Pam, you okay?” he asked. “I might be completely out of line here but I, uh, shucks.” He was trembling a bit.  I reached out and rested my hand on his knee. “Hey, it’s okay, just say it, I really want to know. What is it, David?” I encouraged him.  “I was just wondering if you’d like … well you know, like the other night; but um, maybe this time – if you would join me.” He asked, not looking me in the eye.  I was shocked. Obviously, istanbul travestileri he was turned on too since the events of the other night went down the way it had, but I never in a million years would have thought that he’d pursue this any further.  I had mixed feelings. I was totally into the idea, but at the same time I was very scared and felt like I would be embarrassed, especially since I’d really only had my very first real orgasm just a little over 48 hours earlier. I knew though I couldn’t let this opportunity pass, so I bravely agreed.  “Now, you’re sure you’re okay with it, Pam? I don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing you,” he said. This made me feel more comfortable as it showed that he was concerned about me and wanted to make sure that I was ok with everything. I shook my head. “I promise,” I whispered, as I gently squeezed his knee with my hand.  I looked at his lap, seeing he already had a massive hard-on under his sweatpants.  “Do you want to do it right now?” He asked, his voice trembling as it got deeper and then huskier than I’d noticed it being before.  I nodded my head yes, and asked, “Right here?”  He said, “Why not? We have the place to ourselves. Right?”  I really wanted him to take the lead, which he did, by first pulling off his shirt.

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