AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = jax@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
The other week my cousin came over for the afternoon. Mike is a year older than me and that year, at our ages, made all the difference somehow. He felt much more grown up somehow. We went up to my room to hang for a while and chat and play computer games on my PS2 consol.
"Your sister is getting hot," he said out of the blue.
"What?" I said not really hearing him.
"Your sister, Amy," he repeated, "getting a nice set of curves."
Well I hadn't noticed. Well you don't if it's your younger sister and you see her every day.
"Seen her stripped yet?" he asked.
"No," I had to admit and hadn't thought about it either.
"God, you should see mine," he said. His sister was two years older than him and she was the hottest thing in the universe. "Yeah, I hid my spare 'web cam' in her room some time ago," he boasted. "You should see what she gets up to in there."
Well my mind boggled at the thought.
"Yeah, course I recorded most of it onto DVD disc," he said. "I'm sure you could do the same."
My mind was still digesting the thought of seeing the hottest thing doing "things" in her room, not that I had any idea what those things could be.
"Can I see some of it?" I asked.
"Sure, why not," he said with a big smile, "and I'll help you set yours up too if you want, then we can swap discs."
I'm not sure I wanted him to see my sister doing things in her room but then I really did want to see his.
"Yeah right, OK," I agreed.
"This is her room here?" he said banging on the partition wall.
"Yeah," I agreed.
"What about that?" He pointed at a ventilation hole near the ceiling.
"I think it's stuck closed," I said remembering the last time we decorated my room and the vents wouldn't move.
"Let's check her room," he said.
Luckily Amy was out at the moment but she was expected back at any minute.
"Yeah, will you look at that," he said pointing at her vent. "Do you see her middle knob is missing?"
"Yeah," I said. The knob was there to open and close the vents but sometime, long ago, it had fallen off and now all there was, was a small hole.
Back again in my room he moved my chair over to the wall and stood on it to reach the vent.
"If we can remove this," he said, "we can install a web cam behind it and lined up with that small hole. Then, bingo, we can see into her room."
After a few minutes with a screwdriver the vent cover was removed and Mike was inspecting the cavity beyond.
"Yeah, should be no problem," he said. "Yours is a 'USB' one, right?" I just nodded. "Right, we'll hide the wire up here with the connection just sticking out then you can just plug it in when you need it. Okay hand up your camera."
I disconnected my web cam from the top of my monitor and handed it up to him. With a little bit of fiddling about he replaced the vent cover and stepped down from the chair.
"There, that should do it," he said with a big smile. "Boot up your computer and plug this in," he said holding out the lead.
The computer took ages to boot up but at last I double clicked on the web cam icon and soon we both were looking into my sister's room. The picture did not fill the complete screen because the hole was too small but, despite that, we could see her bed and dressing table.
"There you go," he said, "don't forget to record to your hard drive. I suggest you make up a new folder and then copy it all to disc later."
We left it and went back to our paused game but both of us were waiting for the sound of the front door banging to signal that she was home. It seemed like hours, but in truth it was no more than one. We left our game again and I clicked on the web cam icon and we waited. She walked into her room and threw her coat down.
"Start the recording," prompted Mike, so I used the pull-down menu and clicked on record.
She sat at her dressing table and just stared at her reflection in the mirror. I don't know about Mike but I could hardly breathe. Then she got up quickly and unbuttoned her white blouse and for the first time, I could see her in her bra. Next came her skirt but that's as far as she went, for she rummaged in a drawer and pulled on jeans and a tee-shirt. She exited and we heard her head downstairs.
"Not bad for a start," commented Mike. "Nice pair of tits on her. Wait 'til later when she gets ready for bed, OK? I suppose we better go downstairs but, remember, always disconnect the wire or somebody might twig to what you are doing, OK?"
"Yeah right," I said, and using the chair I reached up and removed the USB cable.
Night time came slowly but at last Mike went home with a wink to me before he did and I headed for my room to do my homework. I reconnected the cable and booted up the computer. It took ages before Amy came upstairs to have her nightly bath. I hit the record icon and watched as slowly her clothes came off until she was naked. She wrapped herself in her bathrobe and headed for the bathroom. While she was there I copied all I had so far onto a disc and wiped my hard disc clean.
It was ages before she reappeared and now there she sat in front of her mirror brushing her hair and she was still totally naked. I don't think I've ever been so hard. It was so uncomfortable that I had to release it from my pants and stroke myself. She was finished now in front of her mirror and she moved over and lay down on her bed; she was just about in shot. She lay there for some minutes then her hands reached up and cupped her fine looking tits. God, despite coming once into a tissue just minutes ago, I was hard again. After a few minutes squeezing her own tits, one hand descended over her flat stomach and on down to her groin. Her thighs opened to receive her hand and soon I witnessed her frigging herself, first slowly but her rhythm built up until her hips were jerking against her hand; again I spurted into my tissue.
I copied the forty minutes onto a disc and again wiped my hard drive. I disconnected my cables and went to bed. My mind was filled with images of my naked sister, and sleep didn't come quickly.
Mike came over again at the weekend and with him this time he brought a disc of his sister.
"I'll show you mine," he said with a smile, "then you can show me yours, OK?"
I just nodded and he inserted his disc into my computer. On the screen it showed what I supposed was Lisa's bedroom, mostly her bed and not much else. My view into my sister's room was a lot better.
"I had to hide it on the top of her wardrobe," he confessed, "nowhere else to put it."
I watched the screen and then Lisa came in with a guy, her boyfriend I suppose. They lay down on the bed and started to make out. Quickly their clothes were removed and they started to fuck.
"God she's a slut," commented Mike. "I've counted four different guys she fucked in one month."
"Oh," I said, my eyes glued to the screen.
"Yeah but I'd still like to fuck her myself though," he chuckled. "God, what a body."
True to his word many different guys trooped into her room where they would make out with her on her bed. After about an hour his disc finished.
"So what have you got then?" he asked.
I was still a bit reluctant to show him my sister but then he had shown me his. I slipped in the first of four discs and pressed play. This first disc just showed her stripping off and being naked about her room. I wanted to keep the rest just for my eyes only.
"God, what a body," he leered. "Looks like great bodies run in the family."
"Yeah," I agreed.
"So how are we going to do this?" he asked.
"Do what?" I was lost.
"Fuck 'em you dope," he said.
"Fuck them?" I repeated.
"Sure," he laughed, "I'll fuck your sister and you can fuck mine."
Well the thought of fucking my cousin Lisa was not an unpleasant thought, but did I want him fucking Amy? I suppose in the end it was no business of mine who Amy fucked.
"We can't show them our recordings," I said, "they'll know the gig is up if we do."
"No, of course we can't," he agreed, "but we can learn things that they wouldn't want banded about."
"Like what?" I asked.
"God, I don't know," he said. "First things first. Let's copy each other's disc and let's think about it."
I was a bit reluctant to let him copy my disc but I dearly wanted a copy of his, so we swapped.
Over the coming weeks I watched each night as she frigged herself until the sight was common place to me and I even stopped getting hard. Then one Friday night she had invited a friend, Judy, for a sleep over. I watched with bated breath as Judy's clothes came off then she headed for the bathroom. I quickly copied the results onto a disc and wiped my hard drive.
Later I watched again as the two girls went to bed. They both stripped naked and slipped together into Amy's bed. I could just about hear the goggling through the wall but I could see the bodies writhe under the sheets. I couldn't imagine what they were doing until the sheet fell to the floor and there they were for me to see. Amy was sucking one of Judy's tits while her other hand was moving between her legs. It wasn't long before Judy's hips were jerking as she came. Then they changed around and Judy set about bringing Amy off. Later I copied it all onto disc and went to bed. My mind was very active. If I couldn't fuck my sister perhaps I could fuck one of her friends.
"Didn't know you were gay," I said to Judy a couple of days later.
"Gay, who's gay?" she said a little loud and then turned to see if anybody had overheard her.
"It's just that my bedroom is next door to my sister Amy's and the walls are very thin," I said.
"You were spying on us," she accused.
How right she was, I thought.
"Difficult not to with all the noise you two were making," I said with a big grin.
"You've not told anybody, have you?" she asked again looking around to see if anybody was close enough to hear us.
"Told anybody?" I said trying to look innocent.
"Yes, yes, have you told anybody?" she hissed.
"Well no," I confessed. "Well not yet anyway, but my cousin's coming over tonight."
That was as far as I got before she jumped in and interrupted.
"No, please don't tell anybody, please," she begged. "I'll be your best friend."
God, be my best friend? Those sorts of things went out when we were ten.
"Well," I said, "pity you're gay, though, because you're very pretty."
"I'm not gay," she snapped, "and I'll prove it to you, but only if you keep your mouth shut."
That's more like it, I thought. Just as long as she doesn't keep her mouth shut, I smiled at the thought.
"Yeah, sure," I said, "where and when?"
"After school, behind the sports pavilion," she said.
"Right, see you there," I agreed.
The day took forever to pass but at last I was standing waiting behind the pavilion. Just when I thought she had stood me up there she was.
"I'm not going to let you fuck me," she said straight out. "I'm still a virgin, but I don't mind sucking you off."
"Yeah fine," I said.
Anything was better than using my own hand.
"Let's get comfy," she said sweetly taking my hand and leading me to a patch of dry grass.
I kissed her then, my first proper kiss, and my hand ran up her leg, past her skirt hem and up onto her thigh.
"Shouldn't let you do that," she sighed, but she didn't stop me. "Oh no, you mustn't," she said more sharply as my hand reached her gusset.
At last my sex education by proxy was coming to good use. All those hours of watching Lisa with her boyfriends was paying off now and Judy was making the same sort of noises. My middle finger was now deep within Judy's pussy and she was writhing about like she was in pain. Then I felt her pussy muscles grip my finger hard and then she was still.
"Oh my," she sighed.
While she lay there my hands were not idle for, one by one, her blouse buttons were becoming undone. At last I could get my hands inside and feel her small tits. My cock now was rock hard and it needed relief in the worst possible way. I unzipped and offered it in front of her face. Well she had said she would suck me off. At last her eyes opened and she smiled and opened her mouth and took me inside. I didn't last long and soon I was spattering down her throat.
The whole episode hadn't taken more than fifteen minutes. We tidied ourselves up and we walked to the main gate together.
"Now you'll keep your promise?" she said smiling at me.
"What promise was that?" I asked.
"No, don't be nasty," she said. "I like it more when you're nice."
"Yeah, okay," I said, "no one's going to hear it from me that you're gay."
"Hey," she said lightly punching me on the shoulder, "I thought I had just proved it to you that I wasn't gay."
"Well maybe," I said, "but one little episode doesn't prove anything."
"So how about tomorrow night then?" she giggled. "Same time, same place."
With that she walked away.
"See you there," I agreed, "and Judy..."
"Yeah?" she said turning back towards me.
"Leave you bra off," I whispered.
"What?" she said moving closer again.
"I said leave your bra off," I repeated.
"Yeah right," she giggled, "but my knickers stay on."
I watched her walk away until she turned the corner and was out of sight.
THE END
