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All persons appearing in sexual situations are at least 18 years of age.
I love stories with extensive character development and a detailed plot, so if you like that type of story as well...this isn't it. Just a bit of fun. This is a story I'll be publishing in 5 chapters. It's already done so a new chapter should appear every 1-2 days, unless life gets in the way as it so often does.
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Steve Stevie Steven, Chapter 1
The first week of the rest of my life
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The most extraordinary week of my life, at least up until that point, started because my sister got up late for school.
It was the summer after high school. We had both graduated from high school just last month and were both enrolled in the nearby community college for the fall, but Suni (yes, that's her given and full name) was taking a couple of summer classes to bring some grades up for the eventual transfer to the university level. I was spending the summer working for my Uncle David's construction company. It was hard, physical labor but I was young, and it had the benefit of toning me up.
As it turned out, the crew I was assigned to was between projects, so I was off even though it was Monday and I was looking forward to the day off. My girlfriend, Jasmine, was working at the mall at a Claire's and was similarly destined for the local community college. We planned to spend the day together before she went to work at 5:00pm so I was up and taking a shower.
Suni had overslept and came crashing into the bathroom to get herself ready. Suni and I shared a bathroom and we each had a door leading into our respective bedrooms. There was an entry area with a vanity that had double sinks, and attached to that was a separate toilet and shower room separated by another door. The setup is commonly referred to as a Jack-and-Jill. It's been that way since we each got our own rooms and neither of us thought much about it, though as we got older doors were more likely to be closed and locked.
As it turned out, I was just climbing out of the shower and was drying my hair when Suni came in. I had closed her door but left the door to the shower area open for circulation. The result was that I was on display in all my glory when Suni came in, apparently unaware that I had been in the shower just moments before. She had intended to relieve herself and so came face to towel-covered face with her naked twin brother.
I could sense that she stopped suddenly, and I removed the towel and looked at her. I made no effort whatsoever to cover up because frankly I didn't care if she saw me or not. I was in good shape and not really one to be concerned with modesty anyway. I caught her rather openly staring at my manhood, which when hard was nearly 8 inches and decently thick and even when soft gave a good showing of itself. Since it didn't seem like she was going to speak I took the initiative.
"What, Suni?"
"Huh," she responded, breaking her gaze. "Oh nothing, it's just..."
"Just what, Suni?"
She glanced from my eyes down to my dick and then back to my eyes a couple of times before responding.
"Yours is...well, it's pretty big."
"What, bigger than Tommy?"
Tommy Hobson was Suni's boyfriend and had been since junior year of high school. He was a big guy, having played tight end in high school, and I assumed his endowment would match his physique. I didn't play sports so had never had to see any of the jocks naked so lacked any actual first-hand knowledge. I also had no specific knowledge of their sexual activity but assumed they were doing something, so it seemed likely she had a basis for comparison.
"Yeah. Actually, quite a bit. I think you're bigger soft than he is hard."
That surprised me, since he was taller and had a larger physique than I did, but I guess you never can tell with genetics. I had continued drying myself off and Suni couldn't seem to take her eyes off me; well, part of me. Her next question shocked me, though.
"Can I...touch it?"
I had no particular problem with it, so I gave her the go ahead. She reached her hand out tentatively, almost like she was afraid it would attack. I smiled a little bit as I found it humorous but the look on her face was quite serious. Her first touch was just a poke, like testing if it was real. I had already felt things start to tingle just from her stare and the touch served to wake him up. I started getting hard before our eyes and she watched with fascination. I had a feeling she wanted more but was hesitant, so I gave her a little verbal nudge.
"Go ahead, Suni. It's okay."
She glanced at me briefly before wrapping her hand around it and even stroked it a couple of times, growing me to my full hardness. It felt good (okay, I know, duh!) and she had a toothy smile as she worked her hand back and forth a few more times before stopping. Suddenly, she changed expression, like coming out of a trance.
"Shit, I'm running late for school."
She pushed past me and shut the inner door, and seconds later I heard the distinctive tinkling sound of her pee hitting the water in the toilet. I went into my room, draping my towel over the chair of my desk, and closed the door so I could get dressed. I heard the shower turn on and it was still running when I left my room to go pickup Jasmine.
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Jasmine was a contrast to Suni. Jas had long brown hair and a slimmer, athletic body, while Suni was blonde and more curvy and voluptuous. Suni also had pretty big boobs where Jasmine was only a large A or small B, though they both were proportionate to their bodies.
Jasmine and I had been together for 3 years and I'd be very much surprised if we didn't end up married. We've been fooling around since our third date and having intercourse since she gifted me her virginity on her 18th birthday last January. She really enjoys sex and we do it a lot, and today was no exception. Fortunately, she's an only child and both her parents work so the house was free and we spent most of the day naked in bed. I mentioned the shower incident to Jasmine and she thought it was hilarious.
The evening was pretty normal. We had dinner around the table as a family: Me, Suni, mom, and dad. Suni seemed to be having a little trouble looking me in the eyes but I figured as time passed and we got further away from 'the incident' (as I seemed to keep calling it) things would get back to normal. Little did I know her behavior was less about the past and more about the future. The immediate future.
I had just finished talking to Jasmine on the phone. She calls me every night she works to let me know she got home okay. We usually talk dirty to each other for a while, which gets me all wound up but that's the way it goes. I had just clicked off my bedside lamp and was getting comfortable when I heard my bathroom door open. We tended to keep them closed but unlocked for privacy but with easy access.
"Stevie, are you awake?"
"Yeah Suni. What's up?"
"I was wondering if...if I could touch it again."
I had been drifting off to sleep before she came in but was suddenly quite awake. I didn't really have a problem with it, but I didn't want this to turn into some weird obsession where she came in here every night just to poke at me and get me riled up.
"Suni, do you know what a hand job is?"
"Yes."
"Have you ever given one to Tommy?"
There was a pause.
"Yes. More than one, even."
"Until he was finished?"
