She called her friend and we went the last week of July. I knew my chances of getting laid were pretty slim but I always heard the sights were great. ... did feel good being with my mom and sisters. They always teased me but I was their older brother and it came with the territory. I always watched out for them.Madge and Don turned out to be really nice people. Madge had two extra bedrooms. Mom took one and my sisters shared the other. They had a foldout couch that I slept on. It was really. I was getting so aroused that I began getting wet. Before I knew it we were both half dressed lying on the bed kissing like a couple of teenagers. He breaks the kiss and looks at me lovingly while touching my face. I realize just how much I love him and just how much I miss him and I need to show him desperately. I glide down his body taking his boxers off with my teeth. I look at his 7 ¾ inch manhood (yeah I measured) standing at full attention. It looked so beautiful and suffering for my. Good night." He hated to be so impolite. A wave of fatigue hit him. Then he felt he couldn't stay awake another minute. He went to his room, undressed and went to bed. He was asleep the instant his head touched the pillow.The next morning he woke up refreshed. He felt hungry. Other than the sleep the previous night, he felt better than he had in a long time. He got up, showered and got dressed. His mother and Melissa were already out in the kitchen. They started breakfast without him. He. If you have sex, it better be with somebody your age, under sixteen. That's the magic number." He sniffed and made a face. "It probably doesn't matter unless some woman attacks you."I nodded and swallowed and sniffed, thoroughly confused."I'm curious," he said. "How long is it when it's hard?" I don't know," I lied. "Six, seven inches, pretty long." OK, that's normal, on the high side but normal. Can you get it hard?" Don't think so," I said, reaching down and grasping it. "Not now, not in.