I’d like to say that it wasn’t my fault. It was a bad fitting door catch that started it all! But, I know I can’t, I didn’t have to go and look; I could have just walked away.
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It was just past eleven o’clock and I had been in my room reading. My computer was on and as for a standard sixteen year old boy I was horny. I looked at the screen and once again thought of by-passing the parental locks my mother had installed with the intention of stopping me ‘surfing’ for porn. She was quite computer literate because of her job but with the nature of technological research what was ‘cutting edge’ twelve months ago was ‘stone-age’ now. You had to keep up and you had to keep an eye on all the settings which my mother had failed to do. I got up from my bed and stretched working some of the knots from my back from sitting on my bed for so long. I crossed the room and stepped into the hall closing my door behind me with the three year old poster of ‘Keep Out-Parents Forbidden’ still hanging on it. As my door shut, the door down the hall edged open. The door to my sister’s bedroom!
The upstairs to my house consists of four rooms with a hallway between. My room is at the back of the house looking out across the back garden and to the rear of the houses on the next road; my sister’s room is at the east end of the house and my mother’s to the west. The bathroom lies across the hall from mine with the stairs leading down beside it. I glanced briefly at the light escaping from my sister, Janey’s room and stepped into the bathroom. I lifted the seat to the toilet and slipped my cock from my shorts. It was swollen, not fully hard and it was a few seconds before I could empty my bladder. The relief was pleasant and put me in mind of the book we had read the previous year in which the unlikely hero had described the same feeling. He had figured it was better than sex. I hoped he was wrong.
As I left the bathroom my eyes turned to the right once again and looked at the Janey’s door standing slightly ajar. I was about to re-enter my bedroom when I heard a soft buzzing coming from her room. Curiosity got the better of me and I stepped towards the beckoning light. I placed my eye to the small gap and looked into my older sister’s messy bedroom. Clothes were scattered across her ‘floor-drobe’ and a small box full of curling tongs, a hairdryer and electrical leads was sitting at the foot of the bed beside her bare right foot. The buzzing was louder. I moved my head slightly and eased the door a fraction forward.
Janey was sitting on the end of her bed, her long slim legs spread wide running what looked like an electrical shaver up her left leg. She was dressed in just a T-shirt and a pair of white lace panties. My cock stiffened in my shorts as I watched her run it back and forth up her left thigh. My eyes were locked on the narrow dark patch of hair beneath her panties as she spread her legs further apart and ran the device up the tanned inside of her thigh almost to her panties. It took only a few seconds for my cock to fully harden as I licked my lips. She held the shaver in her right hand and ran the fingers of her left hand up along her leg from her knee all the way up to the hem of her panties. My fingers twitched beside my hip as I felt my cock throb hard within my shorts.
I wondered if she had already done her right leg and maybe she might go further. I prayed that she trimmed her pussy and that she would do that next. “Do it, do it!” I whispered.
My focus was complete and I almost jumped when she suddenly stood up and stepped towards the door. She had pulled it open and stood staring at me before I had even begun to move. Her eyes dropped to my swollen cock before flicking back up to my face, “Pervert!” she stated and shut the door in my face. I blushed hard and stood there for at least ten seconds before retreating to my own room. I stepped in through my door and looked back at Janey’s closed one. Her door had opened when I had closed mine. I turned off my light and pushed my door almost shut. Opening it enough just to see through I saw that her door had once again popped open a crack. Two seconds later it was pulled fully open and Janey stood there staring down the hall at my door. I was positive she couldn’t see me but I could see her silhouetted against her own bedroom light.
The curves of her full breasts were defined easily and her nipples seemed to be hard and pointing. Her feet were placed apart and the mound of her pussy was obvious beneath her tight panties. I squeezed my cock hard as I ignored the stern and suspicious look on her face. She grunted and closed her door. Silently and gently I closed my own and leant against the wall beside it as I slowly stroked my hard-on.
My eyes adjusted the dimness of my own room as I imagined what her naked pussy would look like. I was close to the point of cumming when I noticed a faint light beneath the chest of drawers that was against the wall adjoining Janey’s room. I’d been sleeping and living in this room for eight years ever since our father had run out on my mother and we had moved here but I had never noticed this hint of light before. Curiosity overcame impending ejaculation but it was a curiosity born of desire. Still with my cock held in my hand I moved towards it and knelt down on the carpet and looked beneath the set of drawers. A box of old toys sat there dusty with lack of use and the light seemed to be coming from behind it. I reached in and pulled the box out. Behind it was a metal grill. Some sort of ducting I thought. I looked at the radiator placed beneath the window and knew that there was an old disused boiler of some sort down in the basement. Hot air ducting… I thought to myself as I lay down and placed my temple to the floor. Behind the grill was a plate, in the pale light shining through I could see that a corner was missing, maybe rusty and a similar grill seemed to be on the far side of it. I shifted further in and stared through the small opening into Janey’s room.
I could see the end of Janey’s bed and the years of discarded items beneath it. I could also see her right foot on the carpet beside the box of paraphernalia I had seen earlier. I was breathing heavily as I noted the pair of white panties beside her foot. The shaver was buzzing again and her toes seemed to be making little fists into the deep pile of the carpet. I shot my thick cum across the floor as my cock jerked in my hand.
I remained on the floor for quite a while till Janey placed the shaver back in the box beside her foot and shoved it beneath her own chest of drawers finally obscuring my glimpse of her room. I rolled onto my back and once again began to pull hard and fast on my cock.
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In the morning Janey barely acknowledged my existence, but that was standard for her normally anyway. It might have even been less that her normal behaviour but it was hard to tell.
That Friday afternoon I rushed back from school and let myself into the empty house. Quickly depositing my bag in my room I headed for the basement and found a few tools I thought I would need. First of all I went into Janey’s room and looked beneath her drawers. Sure enough there was the box of curling tongs and on the top of it was the small white device she had been using. Not a shaver it seemed but a ‘Depilatator’. Briefly curious I read the instructions which were lying beside it and decided that it sounded painful. Looking behind the box I could see an identical grille to the one in my own room and after a little subtle re-arranging I was able to leave the view from it clear.
I returned to my own room and set to work on my own side. Looking across the carpet I could see an identical grille in the wall beneath my bed between my bedroom and that of my mother’s. It took quite a few minutes to remove the rusty screws but once I had dropped it off I reached in and the small metal plate that sat between the rooms within the duct almost crumbled and fell apart instantly. Of course it had been in there to prevent exactly what I wanted to do. I looked through and could see almost all of Janey’s bed facing me and a fair proportion of the rest of the room. My cock was stiff once again within my school trousers as I shifted the disused toy box back in front of my ‘peephole’. I almost jumped out of my skin as a voice from behind me asked “What are you up to?”
I stood up quickly, banging my head of a partially open drawer; “Fuck!” I cursed as I spun about rubbing my skull. Mel stood in the doorway. “Christ, Mel, you almost gave me a heart attack!”
Mel or Melanie was my oldest and best friend, she lived in the house directly opposite my bedroom window and we had become instant friends when I had moved here at the age of eight. She was presently an inch taller than me and very slim. Her hair was as close to being dreadlocks as our school policy allowed and her skin was a shade or two lighter than ebony. Most of the time she wore thick rimmed glasses and kept her uniform to the desired lengths of the policy as opposed to others in our year who as soon as they got a chance would roll up their skirts around their belts so as much of their thighs were visible and wore the thinnest stockings or tights that they could get away with without being sent home to change. Most of our peers thought Mel to be chronically shy and perhaps she was but she had a cutting sense of humour that only her close friends knew about.
She also had a ‘wicked’ left hook which when a bully tried to push her about when she was thirteen fell victim to and after that any comments, whether personal or racial, made about her were done well away from her ears and those of her friends. “You dashed off quickly from school? I thought we were studying tonight?” she stepped further into the room and I moved to the spare chair in the corner and wheeled it over to my desk in front of my crotch.
I knew I was blushing and thought quickly, “Do you really want to know about my pressing calls of nature?”
“A whole world of ‘No’, Kevin!” she replied and dropped her bag onto the floor beside her and sat down in the offered chair. I saw her eyes glance at the dust scattered on the forearms of my school jacket but she didn’t comment. “So… Geology first or the evil Chemistry?” she asked.
I pulled off my jacket and sat in the chair beside her opening my bag and pulling out my Chemistry work, “Evil first!”
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We made quick progress of our allotted homework and spent an hour revising for upcoming exams. My mother had arrived in from work and had come upstairs bearing two coffees for us, black and sweet for me and white and bitter for Mel. She smiled brightly as Mel politely said ‘thank you, Mrs R’ as she always did and she again suggested if the young girl could teach her son some manners the world would be a better place. I guess something had changed within me since the previous day as I cast a furtive look as Mel took of her school Jacket and pulled her tie free from her neck when my mother had left the room. She also undid the top two buttons of her blouse affording me a glimpse of her black bra on her black skin through the gap between two lower buttons. I quickly glanced away before she saw me watching her.
It was approaching seven o’clock and almost time for Mel to head home through our garden into hers via a pair of loose fence boards which had been left loose for the past years for that very reason. Mel’s mother and father seemed to like me as much as my own mother liked Mel and all three were happy for either of us to spend as much time as we liked at each other’s homes. Though with the advent of puberty sleepovers had become a thing of the past!
We had put our books away and were leaning back in our chairs watching the sun slowly descend towards Mel’s house when I heard Janey come up the stairs in her high heels. I sensed her pause outside my open bedroom door, “Hi Mel, I hope you’re not letting the ‘squirt’ steal all your work?”
Mel twisted on the swivel chair pulling her legs up onto the footrest beneath. Her skirt rolled back slightly up her thighs. I turned my gaze to the dormant monitor screen sitting on the desk and could see my sister reflected in it. She was wearing a tight leather skirt and a blouse open to the tops of her breasts. I didn’t turn about and simply raised our usual and mutual single fingered salute. “No Janey, I’ve been giving him mis-information so it makes my grades look all the better!”
“Good, we girls got to stick together!” Janey answered before marching down the hall with the sharp click-clack of her heels of the wooden floorboards. I glanced to beneath my chest of drawers before Mel swivelled back. I thought about the previous night and wondered about Janey’s toes curling into the carpet. Had she been ‘playing’ with herself as I had been with my cock? My cock gave a stir within my trousers.
“I don’t get why you two don’t get on? She’s so cool your sister!”
“Love and hate, I guess it’s a thin line! Just like hugging and hacking!” I replied. I saw Mel shake her head out of the corner of my eye and stood up and closed my bedroom door. As I walked back Mel was facing me with one eyebrow raised. I sat down again and stared out of the window. “Mel…?”
“Yes… Kev?” she answered back.
I bit my bottom lip, “You’re a girl…”
“Oh shit!” she exclaimed in horror, “…so that’s why I didn’t get into the football team?”
“Funny Ha-Ha!” I retorted, I could feel myself blushing, “…anyway…”
“Go on” she encouraged.
“It’s just…”
“Out with it, Kevin!” she twisted on her chair to face me, curiosity plain on her face.
“I … err… wondered…” I gulped loudly, “Do girls think about sex as much as boys?”
“Oh!” exclaimed Mel, I turned to face her and could see her cheeks paling before me, her hands dropped to her thighs and grasped the hem of her skirt pulling it down in a semi-conscious response before she stood up. She looked about the room and grabbed her jacket and stooped for her bag. “I… err…” she was completely flustered and dashed from the room.
“Shit” I said to myself.
I watched Mel walk across our back garden in the fading light hoping that I hadn’t ruined our friendship and yet watching her slim form for the first time wondering what she looked like naked. What her skin would feel like beneath my touch? Imagining my white cock sliding into her dark pussy, would my seed shine brightly on the ebony flesh of her ass?
I powered up my computer and waited for it to complete its start-up as she opened the back door to her house and briefly turned to look in my direction. I waved but she didn’t return it.
The light came on in her bedroom behind the curtains that were still pulled across from the morning. I wasn’t sure if I saw them twitch as I sent her an I.M. ‘Sorry!’
- was at least ten minutes before she logged on and a response came back. ‘That’s okay. You just caught me by surprise. See you at school on Monday’
‘Still friends?’ I replied.
‘Always’ was the simple reply.
We had a brief conversation and I thought the subject of sex was not going to be raised. I finally sent ‘Sweet dreams, Mel. X’.
- replied quickly, ‘U 2 Kevin. And yes, in answer to your question. We probably do!’ logged off almost instantly.
I left the computer running while I went down for dinner not paying much attention to my mother or sister before heading back upstairs to see if Mel had sent me any more messages. She hadn’t! I stayed on for at least thirty minutes wondering if she would log back in but she didn’t. The light in her bedroom was turned off and the curtains were drawn fully as I pulled closed my own. Various other friends both local and world-wide messaged me but I ignored them and eventually shut down my computer.
As the screen faded to black my room plunged into darkness except for a small telltale glow…
