It was our first pride event. It wasn't very big just our local one with a parade walking down the street. My sister Amy and I Tommy decided to go down and show our support. Neither of us were gay or by that point never had any same sex experience. Though I must admit I did begin to become more curious watching trans and bi porn. Also fingering my bum from time to time or being a naughty boy and borrowing one of my mother's plugs or dildos when I had the house to myself but I'd never get far with them.
My name is Tommy and I'm the invisible boy is how I'd describe my self bang on average for everything at 5'8 I wasn't particularly tall or short. More skinny than fat. Short blonde curly hair. Hardly any hair to speak of on my body. At 6" my cock was decent but my butt was best the squats I did daily made it look amazing. Still I wasn't good enough to be a regular on any sports nor smart enough to be associated with any club. Drifting from day to day waiting for something amazing to happen. At 18 I hoped that the next few years would be kinder and more eventful. Senior year and college had to be better. One saving grace was I wasn't a virgin. Though when asked how I lost it brings me to shame. Long story short I was at camp and the camp counsellor was gorgeous blonde but an incredible slut and her particular fetish was popping boys cherries. Being young horny boys when the chance to fuck a pussy came a long we did. I was part of a train and I was the fifth boy out of 8 to pump in her cum soaked pussy in our cabin one night. So when asked I simply say it was a girl at camp. Choosing to keep my sex life and sexual interests a secret.
My sister Amy, who was older than me being 19, had an more open view on sex. To be honest I'd be the first to admit she was an attractive girl. At 5'3 she was skinny though she'd say athletic. An accomplished dancer she was hoping to get into the Royal school of dance which I certainly believe she would. Lovely long dark hair with small boobs, 32b I'm lead to believe, flat stomach and long muscly legs. Though it was her bum that would get most attention. There wasn't anything she could wear that would make her bum look awful. Which made a lot of people jealous. When it came to sex she was not quite the local bike. She was far too picky for that. You had to be nice, fit and most importantly be someone. From what other tells me she loves the cock stroking it, sucking it and fucking it. Though no one could actually make her even close to orgasm that she'd need to do herself. Speculating she's never had lesbian sex but that's going by her attitudes towards girls. She wasn't a fan often too bitchy and hard work for her liking. She only really had two female friends and I wouldn't say they were great friends either they just tolerated each other better than most.
The pair of us stood at the side of the road watching the parade. My sister wearing her black leggings hugging every inch of her legs and bum. A black zipped hoodie which she had open showing of her only T-shirt with a rainbow on it making it appropriate. Meanwhile I looked even more boring and uninviting. Grey joggers and grey hoodie I couldn't look more chav and appearing more of an alpha straight male if I tried but as soon I'd speak they'd know that's not true. The all more liberal and out loud and proud were consumed in colours. Bright was better and wearing less or risqué was encouraged. It was the semi naked people caught my eyes more between the bright coloured fishnets. Delightfully distracted by the allure and bright colours, I was rudely then given a nudge and an almighty screech in my ear by my sister. "Oh my god. Look at them."
Pointing further down the road. These were the most scantily clad risqué people of the lot. The boys were near naked apart from their shoes and a rainbow sock placed of their cocks marching down the road. The girls who marched with them had rainbow tape over their nipples and another strip of tape over their pussys. In a variety of ages, shapes and sizes they marched with pride and joy. Each carried a flag or plaque asking people for support and right to for something. They could honestly of written anything of those cards and no one would really notice. We were all in shock and aww but found ourselves applauding them all as they marched past showing us all their bare butts for being so brave. Turning to my sister and saying. "Imagine having the balls to do that." She just smiled and giggled.
"What is stopping you?" Another voice said. From behind me.
Turning around next to me was a young guy waiting patiently for an answer. Next to him was a young woman also waiting in anticipation for my answer. Both were either late teens or early 20's. He was casually dressed in a plain white T-shirt and jeans. I'd guess he was 6ft his hair was short and black. He looked fit his T-shirt hugging almost every muscle. "Well... go on tell us what's stopping you both". The girl perked up she was stunning in cute denim shorts with a rainbow tank and constraining her plumb big boobies from near popping out. E's for sure if not bigger. With cute white trainers and rainbow thigh high socks, I was near melting gazing at them. Her long wavy red hair sat just passed her shoulders. Not sure what rendered me speechless the question or them. Stuttering for words my sister eventually stepped in.
"We are both happy to show our support but since neither is gay." Pointing to me "or indeed a lesbian." Pointing to herself. "I think we'd both feel little bit of frauds joining in a parade that's for like the LGTB community."
