" Jack, don't be. That's why I didn't say anything. It hurt the first time we made love. It hurt when you took me in the ass. Both of those times hurt...worse than this. And I wouldn't give either of them up for anything. I'm not ready for you to chain me to the wall and come after me with a whip, but I'm not going to worry about a little hurt once in a while." You want I should kiss it better?" Maybe later. Right now it's a little too tender for that. But I will take a regular kiss."He put his. He took one last look at his room and the pile of boxes. Truth be told hecould have packed in an afternoon. He had not had many things, just clothes afew posters.Heading down stairs he heard the movers pull up in front of the house. Hismom let them in and they began hauling boxes out of the house. They haddecided to leave the furniture behind since they company had given his fathera large moving budget. His parents had been back and forth to the new houseto make sure the new furniture was moved. "It's so hot and you look amazingly sexy." "You think?" I gave him a shy smile. "Watch this."I was feeling sexy and feeling bold. I sat up straight and I started grinding on my brother's cock. I moved my body like a stripper and brought my hands up to play with my tits and pull on my nipples. I kept eye contact with Jim. "Is this sexy?" I asked in a coquettish voice. "Fuck" he responded and kept stroking his cock. I kept playing with my tits with one hand, and I slid the other down to my clit. I guess I was walking back to the house naked. Somehow, it didn’t quite have the same intimidation that it might have earlier. Little by little, he was chipping away the edges of ‘proper’ behavior when we were expressing our love for each other and exploring opportunities to enjoy.I found myself anticipating what he might come up with next. Several nights came and went with our walks at night on the golf course being just walks. Sometimes, he would pull me to him, kiss me, maybe fondle me, but.