"Well I understood this was an emergency, so I rushed over as quickly as I could. Is everything okay? What's the emergency?" I replied."It's your sist...r," she said, "She's sick and won't be able to attend her own wedding!" That's the emergency?" I asked with an annoyed tone. "What am I supposed to do about it?" Well, I think you sister should answer that. She has an idea."We walked to my sister and my c***dhood room and, tucked up in bed, she laid there."Hello, Sarah." I said to her, "So. .. I started to worry if I had bitten off more than I could chew , but wow , I didn't need to panic . a gorgeous , tall slim fit young man was suddenly standing in front of me . black jeans ,black leather jacket , tanned good looks .this may sound funny , as I am not gay , and never look at men that way . I just like naughty sexy fun with cocks now and then , but this guy C,, was a hunk .then still with no words , he leant in and kissed me . it was very nice , so I responed . and with seconds. He’d been soaping down a neighbor’s Ford Mustang for five dollars when she uttered the words, easing to an on-the-spot jog in her scant running gear. “No,” he replied, his circles on the back windscreen slowing momentarily, before he resumed his pace. “We both know why.” Things had been screwed in the Morgan household since his dad screwed her.“But it’s not just ‘cos you're mad at me, is it, baby?” She threw herself back against the sud-soaked car, sweating breasts thrust out in the July. . well it's supposed to be gross, right?My bedroom door was always opposite the bathroom and I would secretly wait with my door open just a tad in hope of seeing Dion walk out in a just a towel or even naked!I couldn't get enough of his tight body, his abs were toned and defined, and his thin snail trail which always led my eyes down under his towel to his crotch. What is wrong with me?? He's basically my brother!I had never really looked at boys this way before Dion.I would actually lie there.