Part of it, I admit, was lathering up my long, thick cock from tip to root. But I’d always stop short of jerking off.Today, I just stopped short, bu... was because something, again, felt not quite right. My dick was still there (to my relief) and I slid my hand down it, more or less measuring it but also appreciating the veiny surface that only added to my women’s pleasure. But when I brought my hand up, ti was full of pubic hair.I quickly washed it off, then reached down there again – and found. She was a gorgeous young lady, but I had never really considered myself attracted to her."Hey there Brian!" she shouted with a smile."What's up Heather." I smiled back."Another weekend at your dad's place, huh?" she asked with sympathy. I simply nodded.She knew how little I looked forward to visiting, but she always made me feel better. Heather knew a lot about me, and she was extremely open about herself as well. Whether I wanted to or not, I knew a lot about her. In school she had been. "Sorry love," I replied lightly, "but I'm feeling beautiful and I wanteveryone to know. And I wanted them to see me showing off the hunk I'mwith." He just rolled his eyes and turned to look for a waiter so hecould order his usual scotch and my orange-flavored martini. I was soexcited about my new relationship with Rebecca that I couldn't stoptalking about it, except to eat, working my way through a small filetmignon while he absolutely inhaled a huge porterhouse. A lush Cabernetwashed it. I came real hard and then a heard a moan that was not my own. That’s when I knew that he was watching me. I then shut off my light and went to bed… The next morning…I had breakfast. I started thumbing through the employment pages of the paper. I then noticed my brother had walked into the room with a full hard on. He must not have noticed, believe me I did. I told myself to look away but I couldn’t. Then my mother spoke up and said that they would be leaving shortly for the weekend and that we.