My Sister's Boyfriend Part 1


by Rebuk <Rebuk35@yahoo.co.uk>

I was sixteen, full of desire and shyness. He was my sisters boyfriend, twenty five, muscled, tall and fit. I was both fascinated and scared by him and could never quite look him in the eyes when he came to our house. I stared at the floor, mumbled and left whenever he came round. He was handsome, rugged and his very presence made me feel self conscious in a way I didnt fully understand.

I was old enough to legally have _s_e_x_ with a man or woman, yet too young to drive or buy a drink. I was a shy and awkward teenager who masturbated once or twice every day to try and appease my over active hormones.

The others were in the house chatting, I wandered down to the bottom of the garden several hundred yards away from the house to find some solitude. The summer house was going to be my temporary sanctuary away from the family and adults. My _c_o_c_k_ had already grown hard at the thought of being able to sit alone and pleasure myself.

Not expecting to see anyone else in this hidden corner of the garden, I opened the door, sat down and undid my belt and the zip on my jeans. I stared out at the trees through the window and reached in to touch my stiff penis. Bolts of pleasure shot through me as my fingers touched the soft skin of my hard _c_o_c_k_.

"Hello". His quiet voice exploded into my silence.

I froze. I turned to see him standing there silhouetted looking at me with my hand in my pants.

"I know what youre doing" he said. "You never look at me or show me respect, but I think thats because you want me to teach you some respect."

I couldnt speak. I took my hand out of my jeans.

"You came down here to play with yourself knowing I was here." He moved towards me. "Blatantly teasing me to take you in hand and put you over my knee." I could see his face now, smiling, determined and calm. I still couldnt think of anything to say. I sat there looking at his face stunned, embarrassed and silent.

He sat next to me. His hand went behind my head and pressed between my shoulders as he said "Over my lap.... now".

Sensation overwhelmed me; I felt his power, his confidence. I moved to lay over his lap without speaking, half knowing yet half wondering what was to come.

My bottom was raised, my head down and I felt silly and vulnerable. His firm hands touched my back. Suddenly they moved to pull my jeans down. I felt the cool air around my previously covered skin. I felt my underpants slide half way down my buttocks and whimpered as my pride disappeared. He slowly eased my pants down exposing my bottom to the air and his eyes.

He placed his hand on my cheeks.

"Nobody will know, this is between you and me." He said. "A private lesson."

"Definitely!" I replied, feeling so self-conscious and knowing there was no way I wanted anyone else in the world to know about what was happening. My bottom was already exposed, but the front of my underpants was still covering my _c_o_c_k_ with the elastic stretched tight along the front of my waist and pressed on his jeans. He slowly pulled my underpants all the way down and I felt the elastic slide roughly over my stiff _c_o_c_k_ and snag on my balls feeling both the pants slide down my thighs and over my knees as my hard penis made contact with his warm thigh. He opened his legs slightly and my _c_o_c_k_ hung free.

It hung stiff between his thighs only for seconds (my bottom feeling so exposed leaving me with no dignity) then his hand thrust under my hip and grabbed my _c_o_c_k_ tightly.

Now I felt so completely embarrassed, humiliated and silly. I was open to him, my _s_e_x_ual excitement in his hand while I lay half naked over his lap. No one had ever touched my erect prick except me. At sixteen I could still get embarrassed about the fact that it got erect, let alone some forceful man holding me there in his warm hard hand.

He slapped me. The sound and pain instantaneous. Again, again again again. With what felt like all his might his hand rained down blows smacking and slapping my naked buttocks. He put so much force into each smack his other hand squeezed my _c_o_c_k_ in rhythm. As his hand smacked down hard on my bottom, I involuntarily pushed my arse away from the impact, - which meant I thrust my _c_o_c_k_ in his other hand. Ten. Twenty, Thirty I lost count. Each cheek got equal punishment. I was stunned into complete silence, pain shot through me, the noise, the relentless vicious slaps all pushed me into some kind of helpless stupour. I took my punishment which hurt enough to make me cry, with pleasure growing and radiating through my _c_o_c_k_. I couldnt believe what was about to happen, - and would have done anything to stop it, but couldnt. The pleasure built in my groin, the pain screamed through my tender cheeks of my exposed and naked bottom, which hurt so much yet magnified the charge through and surrounding my _c_o_c_k_. My muscles tensed I was so wanting the next event not to happen, willing it not to happen. I lost myself, at around forty violent slaps, the heat in my balls, the wonderful tension coursing through my _c_o_c_k_ exploded.

I came while his left hand gripped my _c_o_c_k_ holding it tight, and his right hand rained blow after blow on my bottom. It was so obvious he could feel me cumming. It wasnt even a normal orgasm, - it was massive. My _c_o_c_k_ twitched and twitched and twitched spurting out seemingly endless cum while my whole body tensed and every nerve ending sang with ecstasy as pleasure flowed throughout me.

He stopped.

He held me there motionless for a minute or so without speaking. I couldnt speak.

"Between you and me." He said and let go of me. "Come on, up you get!" he said cheerfully. I moved, raising myself up, not daring to look down at where I knew I had spilt so much cum. I stood and pulled my pants and trousers up hurriedly and awkwardly. I pushed my still erect _c_o_c_k_ inside my pants not bothering to wipe it, just eager to cover my nakedness.

If I couldnt look him in the eyes before, I certainly couldnt then.

"Hey...." he said gently and reached out to softly lift my chin so our eyes met. "If it feels good it cant be wrong" he laughed slightly jokingly, "right?"

My arse still felt on fire, radiating heat and stinging like hell. My _c_o_c_k_ was still tingling and throbbing with pleasure.

"Did you like it?" he sniggered looking in to my eyes.

"Yes" I mumbled, "You know I did, - and Im sorry about...."

"No sorries" he interrupted. "You and I now have mutual respect, and the wonderful closeness that comes from sharing a secret."

I smiled.

"Weve gained respect, and discovered things about each other we never knew and will never tell another soul." He ruffled my hair. "And now you can look me squarely in the eyes when I come round!" He laughed.

"Thanks" I said glowing and feeling wonderful. "And you me."

"Theyre all still up at the house chatting about nothing and being boring." He said, "Weve got ages if we want."

I looked down again and my eyes focused on the huge bulge in his jeans. I reached out and gently touched it.

TO BE CONTINUED


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