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New at this so hope I have done it right.  If not, be gentle with me.
Not sure if it is to be sent as part of this email or as an
attachement.  Jay (J.O.Dickingson)


		       Andrew and Tina


	    (A True Brother/Sister Jerk Off Story)


    Andrew got up early as was his habit every morning.  He stretched
and yawned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.  Throwing the covers
off, he swung his feet to the floor and looked down with a smile.  His
tangas were bulging out with a morning erection, another common
occurrence for the sixteen-year-old Finnish boy.  Normally he would
drape a towel over his shoulder and hold it at the ready in case he
needed to flip it over his groin to hide his condition, but this
morning he did not bother.  His parents had gone to work and his
brother and three sisters were all sound asleep.  Still half asleep
himself, he padded silently down the hallway to the washroom, his
night erection tenting out his tangas and proceeding like a silent
scout.  He would shower and perhaps surf the net for a while in search
of hot pictures, or maybe he would check out the chat room.  Then he
would prepare breakfast for the rest of the family, another common
habit of his.

    Entering the bathroom, Andrew paused to look at himself in the
mirror.  A cool, sexy- looking boy grinned back at him, naked except
for the flimsy pants that had barely enough crotch cloth to cover his
genitals, and a narrow strip of cloth that extended between his ass
cheeks.   Andrew loved wearing tangas, not just because they made it
easy to whip out his cock and jerk off, but because they made him feel
sexy.  He inserted his gold earring in his left ear.  At sixteen years
of age, he stood at five foot ten, and was about 155 pounds.  He was
fit, not muscular fit like you see in swim suit ads, but fit none the
same.  Andrew was a handsome boy with medium brown hair down to his
shoulders and blue-green eyes.  The young Finnish lad knew he was
handsome.  Many girls and a few boys had told him so.

    Glancing down at the tented out tangas, Andrew decided he had best
do something about that first.  Pushing down the flimsy pants, he
stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.   His young erection
stood up proud and tall, as if trying to see itself in the mirror.
Andrew smiled as he reached down and stroked his impatient friend.  He
debated if he should get it off in the shower, sitting on the toilet,
or right there before the sink.  He decided on the latter so he could
watch himself in the bathroom mirror when he came.

    As he watched the hand in the mirror slowly begin to jerk off the
engorged five and three- quarter inch tube of boy flesh, he thought
about the last time he had sex.  It was almost four weeks ago, the
beginning of the month.  It had been with a classmate he had been
having the hots for, and she had been good.  So had he, or so she had
said, Andrew recalled with a smile.  His thoughts turned to a good
friend of his, John.  It had been almost ten months now since they had
hot sex together.  Andrew thought back to that camp out last summer.
The two boys had thoroughly enjoyed the experience, and Andrew would
never forget the look on his younger friend's face when the two of
them came.  John had said he was good too, Andrew thought, and his
smile widened.  He had enjoyed being the cause of John's pleasure.
Andrew enjoyed bringing others pleasure, sexually and otherwise.  He
was that type of boy, eager to please, eager to be a good friend.

    Life as a bisexual was confusing though, and a bit worrisome.
Attitudes about sex were quite liberal where he lived, but even so,
not everyone was accepting of men who preferred anything but the
straight life.   At sixteen, Andrew was not sure which direction his
life was heading, nor which direction he wanted it to head.  He liked
girls a lot, but he liked boys too.   Liking both was complex, but he
had to admit it was also a hell of a lot of fun.

    So engrossed was he in trying to decide whether to think about one
of the girls he presently had the hots for or one of the boys for his
morning jerk, Andrew did not see nor hear the bathroom door open.
Still half asleep, his sister, a year-and-a-half younger than he,
stepped into the bathroom and locked the door behind her before she
realized it was already occupied.  It took another few seconds for her
to realize what the occupant was doing.

    "Paska, don't you knock before you enter a bathroom?" snapped
Andrew, not one normally to swear before his sister, nor one to snap,
but she had just caught him in a most private act.  He glanced around
for something to hide his erection, but the only thing nearby was his
tangas, and they were hardly adequate for hiding what he was grasping
in his right hand.  "Blast it, get out of here!"

    "You were runkata," his sister commented, stating the obvious.

    "Until you came blundering in," Andrew replied, unable to deny
what he had been doing given the evidence.  "Do you mind leaving?"

    "I would like to watch."

    "What?"

    "I said "

    "I heard what you said.  Forget it, Tina"

    "Why?"

    "This is hardly the thing a girl watches a boy doing, especially a
sister and a brother."

    "It doesn't bother me."

    "Well, it does me."

    "If you don't let me, I'll tell Mom what you were doing."

    "I'll tell her you were spying on me."

    "Wasn't."

    "Was."

    "Either I watch or I tell."

    "There's nothing to watch."

    "Then do it."

    Andrew stared at his sister standing there defiantly in her Levi's
and T-shirt, her lips a firm, thin line and her blue eyes staring up
at him with a resolve that he knew well.  She was not going to be
convinced to leave.  Andrew shrugged.  Why not, he thought to himself.
His cock was aching for it, and she had asked to watch.  If a girl is
going to learn about sex, why not from someone who loves her and whom
she can trust, someone such as a brother?  He slowly began to pump his
hand up and down his stiff cock.  It felt very weird doing it in front
of his sister, almost like he was having sex with her or something,
but the weird feeling was only in his mind.  His erect penis was
feeling no embarrassment or reservations as it throbbed contentedly in
his fist.

    "I want to do it to you."

    "Tina!"

    "If you don't let me, I'll tell Mom you were jerking off."

    Andrew knew he had no choice.  Actually, the idea of having his
sister doing it to him was stimulating.  Certainly doing it with
someone else was better than doing it by oneself under any conditions.
He released his throbbing, engorged organ and told her to go ahead
then if she was so eager, figuring once given the chance, she would
probably back away.  To his surprise, Tina reached over and wrapped
her fingers about his hard, aching cock without the slightest
hesitation.   Squeezing it tightly, she yanked back on his foreskin.

    "Vittu, not so tight!" Andrew cried out, grimacing with the pain.

    Tina relaxed her grip and continued, working her fist from the tip
of his penis to the base and up again quickly, stretching the skin of
his uncut organ to the fullest.

    "No, no," cried out Andrew, reaching for her hand and stopping it.
"You are not working a bicycle pump, Tina!  You must do it slow, and
gentle, like this."  Wrapping his fingers about hers, he guided them
up and down his abused organ as he had described.  "A boy's penis is a
delicate thing.  You must handle it with care, and with love."

    He released his hand and Tina continued to work hers up and down
his cock, slowly and gently now.  Of course it was not exactly how he
would do it, and it felt strange having another's hand doing what his
did so often.  It was not Andrew's first experience at having someone
else jerk off his cock.  Not only did others find him handsome, they
found him willing, and Andrew knew how to use his attributes for
everyone's benefit.  The pleasure of holding his cock had gone to
several youths close to his age of both sexes.  He thought back to the
very first time a girl had paid such homage to his stiff cock, and the
first time his friend John had wrapped his fingers about his organ.
Each experience had been unique, and now this experience with his
sister was different again.

    Tina's slender fingers stroked his throbbing cock with gentle
care.  Her fingers felt hot wrapped about his organ.  They felt good.
He had thought maybe he would feel bad having his sister doing such an
intimate thing with him, but such was not the case.  He did not feel
guilty, nor ashamed.  Andrew just felt, well, good, but strange.  As
he looked down at Tina and saw her eyes fixed on her fist as it
stroked his boyhood, he knew that she was feeling good about this too.
He could tell from the set of her mouth, and the look in her eyes.  It
was good for a girl to learn how to please a boy, even if it was a
sister pleasing her brother.

    Two minutes later the familiar feeling of building pleasure passed
through his dick, and he relaxed and allowed it to happen.  His
breathing began to grow heavier as the tension began to build.  He was
close to cumming.  He stared at Tina, her cheeks flushed and her lips
smiling as she squirmed there beside him.  She was feeling hot too.

    "Tina, I'm going to cum," he whispered, and his sister began to
pump his cock faster.  He shuffled up to the sink.  Tina felt his
member throb and then she watched as his stuff erupted.   Hot, thick
ropes of cum shot from the irritated dick and into the sink.  Andrew
was hot and had a full load to empty this was going to take more than
just a few squirts.  He shuddered and gasped with the release of his
boyseed.  Tina worked his foreskin up and down over his knob slowly
now, milking out the remainder of his thick cum, squeezing it out of
his cock and into the sink.

    "Interesting," she said at last as she released her hold.

    Washing her hands under the faucet at the tub, she dried them and
left Andrew staring there at the young boy in the mirror, his cock
still stiff and the tip with a drop of white cum lodged in the pee
hole.  "Interesting" certainly was not how he would have described the
experience.  He wiped off his erection and wiped up the thick gobs of
semen in the sink before rinsing the basin out.  As he drew on his
tangas, he thought about the experience.  It had been just as
fantastic as with other girls, and other boys.  It was perhaps even
better, because it had been shared with someone he loved very much,
and whom he would protect at all costs. She too had enjoyed it.  He
knew from the look in her eyes, and from the way she had squirmed at
the end.   He suspected her pussy was even damp from the experience.

    Emerging from the bathroom, he found her sitting in the living
room.  He walked over and sat beside her.  His thighs still felt weak
and his knees shook.

    "Tina?"

    "Yes?"

    "You all right?"

    "Of course."

    "Did you enjoy what we did?"

    "Yes, it was great.  Did you?"

    "Oh yes, I did.  You were very good."

    "I like jerking boys off."

    "You have done this before?"

    "Just once, with a classmate."

    "Have you, well, have you had sex with a boy?"

    "You mean intercourse?"

    "Yes."

    "No.  He wanted me to, but I said I would only jerk him off."

    "Would you like to have sex with him?"

    "Yes, sometime.  I think maybe this summer, when I am sure we like
each other enough."

    "That is good.  Sex should only be done with someone you really
love."

    "Like me jerking you off."

    "So you don't think badly of me then."

    "Of course not, silly brother.  I love you for letting me do it
with you.  I would like to do it again, maybe the next time you feel
the need?"

    "Well, perhaps again, but not the next time.  Too much candy at
once is not good," Andrew replied with a smile.

    Andrew returned to his room.  The look of love and happiness in
her eyes was sincere.   Her blue eyes, blond hair, and pretty face
surely turned on many of her male classmates.  Add to that her tight
Levis and the way her tits stuck out her T-shirt, and many of her
classmates had to be in a constant state of erection.  She would be 15
in November, another six months.  She would be sure to be a good fuck,
Andrew suspected as he felt his penis begin to tent out his tangas
again.  Hmm, there are many things an experienced brother could teach
his sister he thought with a smile, especially a cool tit like his
sister.

Author:  J.O. Dickingson Author's note:  This is a true event that
occurred in May, 1998, as related to me by Andrew and posted with his
permission.  Any comments to the author are welcome and will be shared
with Andrew.  (Please advise if your identification should be removed
before sharing.)



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