I.. I-" he started crying as he tried to talk to his sister. She grabbed his arm and sat him down on the bed, as she sat beside him. "Spencer. Don't w...rry. I won't tell mom and dad. This will be our little secret. There's no need to be ashamed." She wiped a tear from her little brothers eyes and hugged him tight.He looked up at his beautiful older sister. "You- you wont?" He asked. "No Spencer, I won't." He looked down again at his softening dick and pulled a blanket over himself. "How do I. You told me before we even set all that up how you popped her cherry and then your dad walked in on you. So I KNOW you fucked her, I just want to know if you fucked her AGAIN!”Just as I was ready to answer, Sara came over and sat down with us at the table. She brought with her a bottle of one of those flavored vodkas, some kind of berry flavor. That cleared up a lot! Now I know why everything was flying over the fence, and all the giggling I was hearing before. These girls had been drinking for. Her hair was styled to a short black bob, curled back, and cut clear of her ears. Below the hairline was a downy, fuzz fringe, framed either side by her fine ears, from which he had just hung some low dangling loop earrings. Again he felt a swelling in his trousers. He was watching her bared forearms now she had changed to a short sleeved blouse. He was intrigued by her short dark arm hairs and as she reached forward he could see a small black bush underneath each armpit by turn. ‘So hot,’ he. As he did so, his jacket flared open enough to display his tautlystretched shirt."Dino!" Julie screeched. "What's happening to you? You look likeyou have breasts! Why are you wearing these falsies, anyway? Andthis bra?" Well duh!" he chortled while cupping his chest. "Of course I'mwearing a bra. You wouldn't expect me to go around with these puppiesflopping around all out of control, would you? Trust me, girlfriend,they're not falsies. Do I look like I need falsies to improve.