I know this sounds like all the other incest stories, but this happened just after my nineteenth birthday, I was having a girls night and there were six of my closest friends and myself all in my bedroom, we were doing our nails and trying on clothes talking about what boys we wanted to screw and how far we had been with a boy, you know just girly stuff.
All night my brother Paul was being a pain he was two years older than me but that night he was acting like a boy going through puberty, he would not leaving us alone, he constantly was coming into my room trying to catch one of the girls in a state of undress it didn’t happen but it was more by luck than planning. As we were talking we were passing a bottle of wine around and playing a truth or dare type of game when ever you had the bottle and the music stopped on my cd whoever had hold of the bottle had to take a drink from the bottle and choose either truth or dare.
On one occasion I had the bottle and I was telling a story about when I walked in on my mom and dad doing it when Paul walked in asking for some CD that he said I had. The next one to have the bottle was Helen she said that she fancied one of out teachers from when we were at school and had actually French kissed him on the last day of term.
As the bottle went around we were all getting tipsy and the statements of lust became more sordid with each swig of the bottle when it got to me again I chose dare and the dare was to kiss the person I most fancied in the room. Well as we all had been friends for a long time none of the other knew of my sexuality, as I had to choose one of the girls in the room, I chose Clare as I knew she wouldn’t mind at first it was just a quick peck but all the other girls said to do it properly so Clare reached over and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss.
All the time this was going on Paul was trying to look through the crack under my door it wasn’t till Michele opened the door to go to the toilet that we found out.