All characters over 18. No sexual activity occurs or involves any characters under age of 18.
*
I was raised in a small, two bedroom.
My Father supported us with a modest job, and had no interests besides work and family. My Mother ran the roost; she gave orders and they were followed, at least by my Father and me. My older twin Sisters, Lisa and Lori were given a bit of latitude.
Our home was two bedrooms and one bath, which demanded total cooperation to avoid chaos. My two older Sisters were allowed to "boss" me, and I complied.
I shared a bedroom with them, sleeping in a tiny single bed while they shared a queen sized bed.
After dinner, my Father and I did the dishes, then we all retired to the Family room for a bit of TV. My Mother lounged on the couch and my Father sat with her feet in his lap and he massaged her until bed time.
My Sisters brought home boyfriends, (who sat on the floor) and massaged their feet. If a boyfriend offered the slightest resistance, they were dumped. My Sisters double-dated all the time, so they were able to share thoughts about the boyfriends.
I heard them talk in our bedroom. They spoke as if I was not there. They used the word "cute" often, but the underlying theme was their boyfriends would serve, and comply, or they'd find new girlfriends.
In a class, the most beautiful girl in the school spoke to me. Her name was/is Annie. From that time, I never looked at another woman. She dated various boys, while I (subconsciously) remained devoted to Annie. I did not obsess, I simply dated no one else, so I was always available whenever Annie availed herself.
I was the safe and secure boy in her life. She enjoyed the excitement of the party crowd, but they were like sweet candy that was quickly gone. I was sustenance, which is what she really wanted.
The first time she visited our house, after dinner, my Dad and I did the dishes. Annie and my Mom visited in the Family Room, then we watched TV. As always, my Dad massaged Mom's feet on the couch, while I sat on the floor, massaging Annie's feet.
Watching my Dad massage my Mom, Annie knew she'd wind up with me, and I'd serve her in the same way. Annie was keen on the dynamic before I was.
My Sisters left for college, and suddenly I was alone in our bedroom.
My Sisters returned from their first year at college.
They were different. They were worldly, and more adult.
They had different clothes; I saw them in ways I'd never noticed.
They were a bit more demanding of me. They sort of scared me.
They'd earned scholarships, and to my great relief, they'd return to school after just a few weeks at home.
I had my 18th birthday on the same day they returned to school.
Dutifully, I loaded their car.
Lori commented, "For your birthday present, we bequeath you a private bedroom, and some tantalizing delectables. Enjoy."
I wasn't sure what she meant, but that night, I opened their dresser. I explored their panty drawer. Most were similar to my underwear, only smaller, and silky. Mom had brought me up on tighty-whities, with no slot, so similar to my sister's. Looking back, for a boy, my underwear were quite feminine, but none of mine were quite so silky, and certainly none of the thong variety, as were some of these. It was so exciting! I brought them to my nose, and smelled a mix of perfume and "woman", and it nearly brought me to my knees.
My cock was so hard! I fell to my bed and held the panties to my nose. I'd seen my sisters in their panties many times, but the aroma of a woman never had occurred to me, and it was intoxicating! I stroked my hard cock, and it was just a few seconds, and I came like never before. I came with a purpose! Sex was my new obsession.
The panty drawer was the portal to a new world. I craved it every night. I cherished the dainty treats inside. I had favorites, some by smell, some by design, and some by color.
One night I tried on a pair, while holding another pair to my nose. My hard cock was tight in the panty, and I looked at myself in the mirror, and a mere stroke on my cock, and I exploded into the panties.
Up to now, Annie was a girlfriend, but something like a sister. Now I wanted to explore Annie's panties. The next time she was at our house, I massaged her feet, but also subtly stroked and massaged up her calves, and she got the hint.
She decided the time and place, the home of a friend, Amy.
Amy's parents worked, (and were quite liberal anyway), and we had a place for sex.
I wanted it all the time! Annie demanded my fondest attention, and nothing crude, as she'd experienced with other boys. I was the perfect Gentleman, and was rewarded with sex. (I'd have paid a way higher price). She and Amy discussed everything.
Annie liked hanging at our house, with my Parents.
My Mom literally embarrassed me, instructing Annie as to how I should tend to her, no matter how demanding it might seem, my Dad would nod in agreement.
At Amy's house, I was put to the test. First, Amy suggested I wear Speedo's at her pool, and although I was embarrassed, I complied. The Speedos were tiny, but Annie liked me in Speedos. She said she liked my tan, so I washed her car, (and Amy's), in my Speedos. I cut Amy's yard in my Speedos.
Annie's favorite, making me hard in my Speedos. She took photos on her phone, of me with a boner in my Speedos. We went on a camping trip, and the other guys had regular trunks, but I wore my Speedos.
She even showed the photos to my Mom, of me in speedos with a boner! They laughed! I was shocked! I thought my Mom would be mad, or embarrassed, but never thought she'd laugh about it. She and Annie had become very close. I'm not sure what they shared, but Annie became very deliberate with sex.
