It was the second day of our two week holiday in paradise and another glorious morning. I woke up feeling eager to explore more of the island with my sister and cousins. I checked the alarm clock and it was already 10. The other bed in the room was unoccupied, meaning my cousin Hiro had already risen. I jumped out of bed and quickly switched my PJ's for swimming trunks before leaving the room.
My first stop was the bathroom which, thankfully, was free for once. When I was done I headed downstairs, hearing voices as I approached the kitchen. The plan for today was to have a late breakfast and then explore the rest of the island.
I walked into the kitchen and found everyone else already eating. Mum said "Come and eat sleepy head, we want to get going."
I sat down and gulped down my food. Everyone was keen to get going and after cleaning up we left the house.
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Now's a good a time as any to tell you a bit about ourselves and this holiday we're on. Our family consists of my father, Harry, 40 years old, my mother Yuki, 39, my sister Paula, 20 and me Sam, 19. My parents are an unusual couple. They met when my father was visiting Japan with his parents and fell in love instantly. Paula was the result and despite their young age they decided to get married. I followed two years later.
Despite their youth and the fact that they had two young children, it didn't stop them from setting up their own IT business and making it a success. My father is from the UK and after they married, my mother joined him there. They lived with my grandparents for a while but the business was soon so successful they were able to buy their own house. I had a wonderful childhood and we were a close and happy family. At home things were relaxed and my mother and father taught my sister and me the facts of life early on.
Nudity was considered something normal and as we were growing up we would often see each other in all stages of undress. I know from my friends that this was a bit unusual but until I hit 18 I had no problem with it. My parents didn't advocate free love or have sex in front of us or anything like that, they just didn't consider nudity anything other than natural.
Things changed when my sister suddenly stopped sharing the bathroom with us and from that moment on I never saw her naked again. No one made a big deal out of it and it wasn't discussed, I just thought she was being weird! Something happened to me a few days after my eighteenth birthday and from that moment onwards, I also avoided being naked around the family and others. I was in the bathroom, brushing my teeth before bed when my mother entered, I watched her reflection in the mirror as she casually removed her top and bra.
I'd seen her naked breasts many times and I don't know why they suddenly affected me in this way. She's about 160 centimetres tall and slim. Her breasts are very small, some would say non-existent with brown puffy areolas and nipples that are about the same size as the tip of my thumb. My hand stopped moving and toothpaste dripped from my open mouth as I watched her put her clothes into the wash basket. I felt a tingling sensation in my crotch and it grew stronger as she unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor, followed by her knickers.
She bent over to retrieve the garments and when her ass cheeks separated and revealed the hidden treasures beneath, the tingling intensified and was now combined with a stretching sensation. I tore my eyes away from my mother and looked between my legs. My pyjama pants were tented and I could feel the fabric rubbing against the tip of my penis. As I watched, it darkened and what began as a small dot quickly grew to a large stain.
I was a late bloomer but I'd had a few erections in the past, although never in the presence of anyone else and never because of seeing a family member naked. It was a shock and the biggest question in my mind was, why NOW? If my mother saw it she'd think I was some kind of pervert and she'd be right! I checked the mirror again and watched as she turned towards me. The full frontal view was not an unfamiliar sight but for the first time I saw her body as something sexual.
Looking at the dark triangle of hair between her legs caused my penis to throb and it felt wonderful. She began walking towards me and I knew I only had seconds before she would become aware of my condition. In a panic, I dropped my toothbrush into the sink and purposely splashed water over myself, which gave me an excuse to grab a towel. I used it to dab at the stains while letting it hang down, effectively disguising the real problem. It seemed to work and I quickly walked past my mother, who was giving me a somewhat puzzled look.
I rushed into my bedroom, closing the door behind me, dropping the towel and immediately pulling my pants down. My penis was about 17 centimetres long and stood at a 90 degree angle to my body. It isn't straight and has a downward curve that caused me some anxiety as I know it's unusual. I also don't have a foreskin, as it was removed when I was 6 years old due to some medical reason.
As you can imagine I was soon enjoying feelings of pleasure as I touched the hard but soft shaft especially when I rubbed the tip. Hearing voices and footsteps in the corridor interrupted my enjoyment and I pulled up my pants, jumped into bed and covered myself with my blanket. It was just in the nick of time as the door opened and my mother came in. She sat on the edge of my bed and, as was her habit, bent over to give me a goodnight kiss. Her loose nightgown gaped open and once again revealed those tiny breasts and big nipples that had suddenly become so fascinating. I gasped slightly as I felt a burst of intense pleasure followed by a squirting sensation down below.
My mother gave me another puzzled look "Are you feeling OK Sam?" She felt my forehead and added "You're looking a bit flushed."
I muttered "I'm fine, just tired."
"OK, well, have a good night dear, I love you."
"Goodnight, I love you too."
She smiled and left, closing the door behind her. As soon as the door shut, I pulled off my blankets and looked at the mess between my legs. There was a huge stain on my pants and when I pulled them down, my still erect penis was covered with milky white slime. It was a real mess and I felt terribly embarrassed by my behaviour. I peeled of my pants and used them to clean myself, making a mental note to hide them until I had the chance to wash them.
From that moment on I've avoided being nude in the presence of my family or anyone else. My parents noticed, but no one questioned me or commented on my sudden change in behaviour. To my dismay, my reactions to seeing my mother naked didn't change and I became quite adept at making sure to avoid situations where it was most likely to occur. I still see my parents naked on occasion but as they don't purposely parade around in the nude it's limited to brief glimpses.
Dad is about 175 centimetres tall and rather skinny with a lot of chest hair, some would say he looks like a typical computer nerd, which in fact he is! His penis and balls seem of average size but as I've only ever seen him flaccid I can't really comment. He's uncut and I can still remember him explaining the function of a foreskin years ago, after I asked why he looked different to me.
My sister is quite tall at around 170 centimetres and like everyone in the family she's slim. She likes to wear quite revealing clothing and from what I've seen when she wears a bikini, she has nice breasts, quite prominent nipples and a very curvy and appealing bottom.
I'm slightly taller than my father at 177 centimetres. People would probably describe me as a geek and sadly they'd be right. Despite being very interested in the females of our species I've yet to actually be intimate with any of them.
