And those eyes. Even through the dark window’s reflection they’re a piercing sea blue. Oh, what I would do to be able to dive deep into those blue... pools of light and float away into oblivion. I shake my head, not quite believing how taken in I am by this man’s beauty. And how much I really want him to fuck me.I pour the boiling water in the mugs, give them a quick stir and turn around. He’s hanging his jacket over a kitchen chair. I sneak a glance at his body totally in awe of what stands. Then she said, “You’re not supposed to but I think you are enjoying this young man? Aren’t you? There was nothing I could say in response. I was horrified that my Aunt was referring to my erection and it just tied up my tongue. “Well, we’re not going to let that problem stop you from receiving your just punishment,” she declared. So she adjusted her legs and my erection slipped between them pointing straight down. She continued striking my ass with a fury. CRACK! CRACK! . We thought everyone was asleep and Tom was fucking me for the second time in as many hours, pressed up against my ass, me bent over the kitchen counter. Suddenly I could hear my brother’s footsteps on the stairs and knew we were going to get caught, but there was no point running, so instead of pushing him away, I let him finish, smiling to myself as he came. I knew the game was up after that. Brian hit the roof and called me a slut, but I didn’t see what the big deal was. I was about to start. I feel my back hit the sand and his familiar weight on my body. I leave a lingering bite on his collarbone that makes him take a sharp breath, this in turn tightens his grip in my hair. He presses forward and I can feel him growing harder between my legs. This makes me arch into him, seeking that desperate contact, that need for friction - even the slightest of it to calm the boiling desire. He inches forward and I wrap my legs around his waist to give him better access. I'm wet, aching and.