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Say Cheese   Part I
By vulgus

Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com
Story codes: mf, mmf, MMM+f, FFFf, cons, Exhib.

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

This story has two endings. I started writing it and it got off
track. I went back and finished it the way I had intended and
then I finished the 'off track' ending just for the hell of it.
The alternative ending is divergent enough that if you enjoy this
kind of story you may enjoy reading both endings.

I'm not really sure where to start my story. I suppose that what
happened to me started last Christmas when my brother got just
what he wanted under the tree that year. When he got it, neither
one of us understood what that innocent gift would lead to.

I'm sixteen now. I was fifteen then. My brother, Tyler, was a
year younger. We had always been pretty close. We slept in the
same bedroom until I was ten. We didn't have much choice. We were
a middleclass family I suppose, but just barely. We lived in a
nice enough two bedroom home on a quiet street and I'm not going
to try to convince you that we never fought or argued, but we got
along more than we didn't. We even played together by choice!

My dad had started his own business and when my brother started
school my mom went to work with him. They got off to a slow start
but after a few years their business caught on and all of a
sudden we weren't middleclass anymore.

We were suddenly well off, though our life didn't change much,
especially at first. My life and my brother's didn't anyway. Our
parents got nicer cars and they started planning for a new home.


My parents found some acreage on the river outside of town that
they wanted very much to build their dream home on. They were
unable to talk the owner into selling them just that portion of
the property that they wanted to build on. He wanted to sell the
entire four hundred acres in one piece.

My parents only wanted a ten acre section of it so they tried to
convince a couple of developers to purchase the land and sell
them the parcel they wanted. They were not successful and so my
mom decided that since they had some money now she was going to
buy the entire property and develop it herself.

It turned out to be a lot more work than she thought it would.
But we all learned a valuable lesson from it. We learned that
getting rich is mostly a matter of luck and good timing.

They bought the property and divided it up into ten acre lots. My
mother had roads and utilities put in and soon she was selling
property that she had bought for five thousand dollars an acre
for, in some cases almost a million dollars an acre. Waterfront
property in an exclusive area can be a big draw. My mother caught
the market at the top of a big upswing. There was a feeding
frenzy when those lots went on the market and suddenly my parents
were multimillionaires. 

It wasn't much more than six months later that we were moving
into a mansion on the river. Our new garage was twice the size of
our old house. It had started out as a five car garage but my dad
had begun to collect a few motorcycles and they bought a boat.
They knew that in a few years my brother and I would have cars so
by the time it got built it was a seven car garage. They also
added an oversized garage on the end for the motorhome they had
always wanted.

My brother and I both complained when we were given our own large
bedrooms. I had just turned ten and probably should have been
anxious to have my own room but I had always enjoyed lying in my
bed at night and talking with my brother until we went to sleep.

I suppose that I would have asked for my own room in a few months
anyway. It was about that long before I entered puberty. My
nipples were suddenly prominent and I began to discover that the
more my body began to change the more self-conscious I became. 

At first I tried to hide the changes, especially from my brother.
He didn't understand why I had started to pull back from our
close relationship and I started feeling guilty. We started
fighting a lot and we didn't even know why.

One afternoon I really said some nasty things to him and I felt
so bad. I went to his room to apologize and after we had talked
for a few minutes he wanted to know what he had done to make me
hate him all of a sudden. 

I had begun to realize what was happening. I was wearing a
training bra now and sometimes it felt like every person I saw on
the street was staring at my developing chest. I was excited
about growing breasts and slowly transforming into a woman, yet
at the same time I was embarrassed because they were so small and
because everyone seemed to be staring at me. I was just taking it
out on Tyler and I had begun to realize it. You have to give me
credit for that at least. I was only ten and a half after all.

Tyler was nine and I don't think he really understood. It didn't
matter though. He was so glad to hear that I didn't hate him and
that there was a reason for the way I was acting, even if he
didn't understand it.

We seemed to get along better after that. We even started sharing
more, talking in the evening like we used to before we got our
own rooms. It turned out there was a benefit to opening up to a
sibling of the opposite sex. As we both started slogging our way
through puberty we started comparing notes. As a result I had the
opportunity to learn more about boys and he learned about girls.


I don't mean that we did anything sexual. We just kind of
compared notes. I tried to explain to him what it was like to be
a girl and he tried to explain boys to me. I had several close
girlfriends who never spoke with their brothers anymore. I
thought that they were being dumb. They were missing out on a
great opportunity and didn't even realize it. They, on the other
hand, thought that it was creepy that I got along so well with my
brother and that we tried to help each other.

My friends may not have thought much of it, but we both found it
helpful to be able to go to someone of the opposite sex whom we
knew we could trust when we had a question about what we
considered to be their irrational behavior.

On Christmas last year my brother got a brand new, very
expensive, digital camera. He had begun to develop an interest in
photography and was actually pretty good at it. He had saved his
money and bought an inexpensive camera and some editing software
and my parents had been so impressed with the pictures that he
was producing that they not only framed some of them, but they
bought him a professional digital camera and a half a dozen
lenses. He also got a new computer with a massive amount of
memory and some very expensive photo editing software.

You should have seen his face when he opened that present! He
couldn't even speak. I was so happy for him I almost cried. I
made out better. I had just gotten my license and I got
professional driving lessons and a new Corvette. You might think
Tyler would have been jealous. He wasn't. I couldn't have talked
him into trading that camera for my new car.

It had definitely been a bootylicious Christmas! It turns out
that having millionaires for parents doesn't suck at all.
Especially when they want to make up for what you didn't even
realize was years of poverty or near poverty.

For a few months after that Tyler and I didn't see a lot of each
other. He was always out taking pictures or in his room editing
them on his computer. I, on the other hand, was out putting miles
on my new car or out in the driveway washing and waxing it.

We did see each other on the way back and forth to school because
I drove him. We got together at supper too. Now that we were
older there were usually two or three days during the week that I
had to make supper for me and my brother because my parents were
working late. They used to make a point of having at least one of
them get home early. But now that we were older they felt that
they could devote more time to their company. 

One evening Tyler and I were sitting down to supper and I could
see that something was bothering him. It was unusual that he
didn't just come out and say what was on his mind. We had never
been anything but open and honest with each other and we were
still best friends. He knew that if I could answer any question
about girls for him I would. When something was bothering him
that was usually what it was. 

I had been allowed to start dating when I turned sixteen. I was
off to a slow start though. Tyler had about six months to go
before he could date, but he still had girlfriends and he
sometimes met them at the theater with me as an accomplice.

I asked him what was bothering him and he just glanced at me and
blushed and then looked down again quickly. I was getting
worried. I was afraid he had done something bad, gotten in
trouble. Whatever it was it had to be something pretty big if he
couldn't even tell me about it.

Finally he said, "Mya..." 

There was a pause and then he shook his head and said, "Never
mind."

Now you know that when someone does that you just have to get it
out of them! I waited a minute and asked, "Is it a problem with
Cathy?"

Tyler shook his head but didn't speak.

After another silence I said, "Tyler, we have always told each
other everything. What's wrong?"

He couldn't even look at me. He was too embarrassed to tell me
whatever it was that was bothering him. Now I was getting
worried.

I asked, "Tyler, are you in trouble?"

He shook his head and said, "It was a dumb idea Mya. I shouldn't
even have thought about it. You'll just get mad and I don't want
you mad at me."

Now I definitely had to know!

I said, "Tyler, if it's just a question, ask it." I chuckled and
said, "Hell, it's never bothered you when you pissed me off
before."

He grinned and said, "I'm afraid you'd take this the wrong way.
It was a bad idea. Let's just drop it."

No one I know is going to let that drop! I had to know now!

I got up and took my dish into the kitchen and got a glass of
juice. Then I sat down next to Tyler and said, "What if I promise
to hear you out and not get mad?"

He tried looking me in the eye and said, "I don't think that's a
promise that you can keep. And I think you would think I was some
kind of pervert or something. I don't want you to think that. I
love you and what you think of me is important to me."

Finally, in exasperation I said, "Tyler, you know I am not going
to let this go. I am going to hound you to death until you tell
me. Especially now that you have admitted that you are a pervert.
Of course you are a pervert! You're a boy!"

He grinned and said, "I should have known better. I have been
thinking about how to ask you this for weeks. I couldn't come up
with a good way. There isn't a good way because I have no
business asking you. I know you are going to get mad. Just please
believe that...well, just give me the benefit of the doubt on the
perv thing. You know how serious I am about my photography,
right?"

I nodded. There wasn't any question about that. 

He turned even redder and looked down and said, "Mya, I think
that you are the most beautiful girl I know. I think that you are
probably the most beautiful girl in town. I mean that too. I'm
not just trying to butter you up. Do you believe me?"

Okay. I wasn't ten years old anymore. Those little bumps on my
chest had turned into a pretty impressive set of boobs. The rest
of me came out pretty well too. I was a natural blonde with a
slender figure and my cup size was on the high end of B. I
figured by the end of the next year I would be wearing a C cup.
And I wasn't self-conscious about them anymore. I was pretty
damned proud of the way I looked and I no longer dressed to hide
my body.

I knew that Tyler held me in high regard. I guess it was possible
that he might actually think that I was the most beautiful girl
in town. It wasn't true, but I knew that he loved me and that can
cloud a guys vision a bit.

I said, "I believe that you are not trying to butter me up. I
suppose that you could be laboring under the mistaken belief that
I am the prettiest girl in town. I know you aren't trying to ask
me for a date. What is on your mind Tyler?"

He took a deep breath and released it slowly. He closed his eyes
and in a voice so low that it was almost a whisper he said,
"Please don't hit me."

I raised my eyebrow and waited. The curiosity was killing me.

At last he said, in that same quiet voice, "I wanted to ask you
to pose for me. Figure studies."

I had let him take pictures of me before. I didn't know what the
problem was. 

He looked at my face and he saw that I was confused. 

He said, "Figure studies Mya. I need a pretty girl to pose for
me, without her clothes on. I need a girl to pose in her
underwear and in the nude. You are the prettiest girl that I
know."

I gaped at him, shocked that he thought that I would even
consider it! 

He looked at me and whispered, "I'm sorry. Don't be mad Mya. I
shouldn't have asked you."

He struggled to his feet and hurriedly put his dishes in the
kitchen and rushed out of the room. He looked like he was going
to cry!

I realized that he was afraid of what I would think of him now.
He was afraid that I was mad at him and thought that he was a
pervert.

So how did I feel? I took my juice into the kitchen and sipped it
while I thought about Tyler and his request and how I had
reacted. I wasn't sure what I was thinking. I knew what I was
supposed to be thinking. I was supposed to be pissed and I doubt
if anyone would blame me if I had slapped him for even suggesting
what he had.

But how did I feel? I realized that I wasn't mad. I knew that he
was deadly serious about his photography and that he was very,
very good at it. The pictures of me that he had taken since he
got that camera made me look beautiful. He had a real talent.

He may be just as horny as any other teenage boy, but I knew that
despite that he had been sincere about wanting to do some, what
did he call them? Oh yes, figure studies. 

How did I feel about that? It would be incredibly embarrassing to
undress in front of my brother and pose for pictures, that kind
of pictures. I knew something about me that no one else knew
though. I was a closet exhibitionist. 

I didn't go around town flashing my stuff at guys. I was excited
by the idea of it though. I have, on occasion, allowed my knees
to be a little farther apart than was ladylike when I thought
that I could do it without it being obvious. I have also been
known to bend over innocently and permit a boy a much too
generous view down my blouse, apparently without being aware of
it. 

I have a stylish wardrobe that is modern and attractive and my
skirts are all suitably short. I also own several bikinis that if
my parents saw them would get me grounded. When Tyler and I go
out on the river in the boat on a nice quiet afternoon after
school I would usually wear one of those. I also wear them when
we use our pool after school. I enjoy turning guys on. Hell, I
had to admit it. I even get a kick out of the uncomfortable lump
that always seemed to make Tyler's trunks fit so poorly.

But Jesus! Could I actually pose like that for my own brother?!

I finished up in the kitchen and started the dishwasher. Then I
got a glass of water and went upstairs. Tyler's door was closed.
That was unusual. We normally left our doors open until it was
time to get undressed for bed.

I stopped in front of his door. I stood there wondering what I
was going to say to him. I didn't want him feeling bad. I wanted
him to know that I didn't think he was a pervert. Or at least no
more than any other guy. I didn't know what I was going to say,
but I knocked on his door and waited for him to tell me to come
in.

There was silence for a long time and then I heard him right on
the other side of the door.

He said quietly, "I'm sorry Mya. Please don't be mad."

I smiled. I felt so sorry for him. He was a nice kid and I knew
he had been sincere. He had meant everything that he had said at
supper and it must have taken a lot of courage to actually ask me
to do that.

I said, "Tyler, let me in. We need to talk."

There was silence again for a minute and then he opened his door
and stepped back. He looked at me and saw that I wasn't mad. I
saw the relief wash over him. When I stepped into his room he put
his arms around me. He is a year younger but he is almost a foot
taller than I. 

He hugged me and said, "I'm sorry Mya. I knew better. I was
just...stupid I guess. I know you..."

"Shut up," I said and smiled.

He looked down at my face and didn't know what to say.

I took his hand and led him over to his bed. I pushed him down
and then I stepped back and sat on his desk chair and turned it
around to face him.

I stared at his face for a minute and then I said, "I am honored
Tyler. I am honored that you think I am beautiful and I am
honored that you trusted me enough to ask me to do that. I know
it must have taken a lot of courage. I am not sure that I can do
that for you though."

"I have to be honest, I am considering it. The pictures that you
have taken of me in the past have all been works of art. You took
a picture of me one morning when I had just gotten up and was
walking around in my pajamas and made me look beautiful. You have
a real talent and everyone knows it. I just don't know if I can
bring myself to do it."

He looked shocked that I was considering it. I guess I was a
little shocked myself.

I asked, "What will you do with those pictures if I let you take
them? I wouldn't want them to show up on the internet. I wouldn't
want anyone that I know to see them."

He just stared at me for a minute and then he seemed to come to
his senses. He said excitedly, "Only two other people would see
them, Mr. Ford and Mr. Lawrence at the school."

Mr. Ford was the photography teacher at the high school and Mr.
Lawrence was his advisor at the prestigious professional
photographer's school in New York that Tyler was taking mail
order courses through.

I suppose I could live with Mr. Lawrence seeing them. I would
never meet him. I guess Ford would be okay too. I almost never
saw him and I was never going to take a photography course. 

I said, "I have to think about this Tyler. I will admit that it
sounds kind of exciting. It helps that I trust you. I just don't
know if I can actually, well, you know. The last time you saw me
with no clothes on I looked a hell of a lot like you!"

Tyler laughed and that kind of broke the tension.

I asked, "What do you think Ford would say when he saw my
pictures? Do you think you would get in trouble for taking
pictures of an underage girl?"

Tyler said, "In most of them your face wouldn't show. Besides,
you have never taken a course from him and probably never will. I
doubt if he would recognize you."

I wasn't so sure. I realized though that I was beginning to lean
towards posing for him. When I came to that realization my whole
body started tingling, my nipples got hard and my pussy was
sending signals to my brain that it wanted some attention.

I asked, "What kind of lingerie would you want me to pose in? I
don't have any of the super sexy stuff. You know I'm still a
virgin, right? I don't leave the house with the idea that some
boy is going to see me in my underwear."

He blushed again and said, "Just regular underwear. Trust me. Any
underwear you have on is automatically super sexy."

I got up and went over and kissed him on the cheek. I smiled and
said, "Flattery will get you everywhere. I'll think it over and
let you know tomorrow."

You should have seen the look in his eyes. I almost gave in right
then and there. I was tempted, but I just couldn't say the
words.

I went to my room and shut my door and started to undress. I
stopped and moved over and stood in front of my full length
mirror and began again. As I undressed I imagined what I must
look like to a boy, to Tyler. I took off my blouse and skirt and
my pantyhose and stood in front of my mirror and tried to imagine
what Tyler would think if he was seeing me now in my plain white
bra and bikini panties with the lace trim. I turned sideways and
looked at the curve of my ass and my long, slender legs. I
checked out my breasts encased in the bra that I wore because I
was modest, and because our school had a dress code which
required them. I certainly didn't need the support.

I knew I was hot and I would be lying if said that I didn't find
the idea of undressing in front of a boy a huge turn on. But this
wasn't going to be in front of a boyfriend. This was going to be
in front of my brother, and his camera.

When I had finished undressing I put on my robe and went down the
hall to the bathroom. I took a shower and brushed my teeth and
then I stood there staring at myself in the mirror. 

I thought of all the times since my body had started to mature
that I had wondered what it would be like to have a boy see me
naked. This would be nothing like I had imagined it. There would
be no kissing, no touching. There would be no passion. It would
just be me taking my clothes off so that my brother could take my
picture. I have seen him work. It wouldn't be 'a' picture. It
would be a lot of pictures.

It was scary. But it was also very exciting. In fact, now that I
was thinking about it, this might be a pretty interesting thing
to do. I would get to experience the thrill of undressing in
front of a boy and turning him on but not have to worry about the
pain of losing my virginity and getting pregnant and whether or
not I was any good in bed. 

I could pose for some sexy pictures and drive my poor brother
crazy and then go to my room and masturbate until my fingers fell
off!

That was when I finally decided. As I was standing there staring
into the mirror and weighing the pros and cons and picturing how
excited my brother was going to get when he saw me in my
underwear and then naked. 

I didn't tell him though. Not then. I went to my room and closed
the door and turned down my covers. I put my robe over the back
of my chair and lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. In my head
I could picture it already. I thought about what underwear I
would wear for him and I moved my fingers lightly over my breasts
for a moment before I slowly eased them down over my flat stomach
and began to tease the area around my pussy.

As soon as my finger slid through my exceptionally moist, virgin
slit and then up to slide gently over my clit I groaned in
pleasure and had a huge orgasm.

I had been masturbating for a few years now. Not often, but once
every week or two. At least I don't think that was too often. It
usually took me ten or fifteen minutes to reach orgasm, sometimes
longer. It depended on what I had on my mind. Not this time
though. This time it was almost instantaneous. This time I didn't
stop with one. I had two more, each taking a little longer to
achieve, but all three of them were extremely exciting and as I
touched myself I pictured Tyler watching me and taking pictures.


Suddenly I was really looking forward to this. I suppose there is
a difference in how I feel while I am playing with myself and how
I will feel when I am actually standing in a room with Tyler and
he is watching me undress. That's what I want to do too. I don't
want to undress in the bathroom and come out in a robe or
whatever. I want him to see me taking my clothes off. I want to
watch his cock get hard. I don't want to have sex with him. Well,
not really. That would be gross. Still, it might be nice if he
touched me. I wonder if he would have the nerve.

It was very hard to force myself to get up and put my pajamas on
after I had gotten my breath back. I would have loved to have
gone to sleep in the nude that night. But I couldn't. Our parents
always checked up on us when they came home. To be honest, they
probably wouldn't be that upset to find that I had taken to
sleeping in the nude. They aren't really prudes. I would be
embarrassed though and I wouldn't know what to say to explain why
I suddenly started sleeping that way.

I put my pajamas on and was sitting up reading in bed when they
got home. It was later than usual. On their late nights they
usually got home at a little after nine. It was a half hour later
than that when mom came into my room and sat down on my bed. We
talked for a while and she apologized for the late nights
recently. She and dad were upgrading the local plant and it
required a lot of afterhours work. 

I told her that it was okay. Tyler and I had agreed not to kill
each other unless they were home.

She knew I was kidding. She knew how well we got along. The plant
upgrade was supposed to take about two more weeks and she
promised that when it was finished they would be able to revert
to a much more normal schedule.

We kissed goodnight and after she left dad came in and after he
kissed me goodnight I put my book up and lay in the dark thinking
about posing for Tyler and trying to stop thinking about it so
that I could get to sleep.

The four of us had breakfast together in the morning so Tyler
didn't get the good news until we were on the way to school.

We got in my Vette and after I pulled away from the house I
turned the MP3 player off and said, "I've decided to pose for you
Tyler. When do you want to do it?"

I almost laughed when he pulled his book over into his lap and
said, "I was sure that you wouldn't. I really appreciate this
Mya. It's really important. We can do it after school if you
don't mind."

I just nodded and we drove in silence for a few minutes.

He turned to me and asked, "Are you nervous?"

I said, "No. I'm scared to death. But I'll do it."

We were quiet again for a while and then he said, "I'm scared
too."

That surprised me! I asked, "Why Tyler? What are you afraid of?"

He was staring out the window on his side when he said, "What if
I suck at it? It is an important skill I need to master. And you
are so damned beautiful. What if I don't capture that? And how do
those guys take those pictures without...you know, without
getting excited. I want to be professional about it. What if I
can't?"

I thought about that for a minute. I answered, "I have seen your
work Tyler. I don't think you can take a bad picture. And I doubt
if those professional photographers take pictures of naked women
without getting hard ons. At least they don't when they first
start out. And think about it. How sad would it be if you could
do that and not get excited? That would really suck! I'm going to
be scared, but I'm going to be excited."

He finally turned to look at me with a curious look on his face
and said, "You are!"

I smiled at him and nodded. I said, "I had a hell of a time
getting to sleep last night. I had decided to pose for you after
I took my shower last night. I got so turned on thinking about it
that I had to masturbate."

Tyler groaned and said, "Mya, would you take me home? I can't go
to school like this!"

I looked down at the big bulge in his pants and laughed. I said,
"You better not let Cathy see you like that. She won't be able to
concentrate all day if she sees that."

I got in line with the other cars lined up to get into the
student parking area. At least twenty-five percent of these kids
lived close enough to walk to school in the morning. I cursed
them under my breath every day as I struggled with the traffic
entering and leaving the student parking lot. I was going to get
an ulcer if I didn't stop cursing them out under my breath every
morning and every afternoon.

I parked and we headed towards the building. I saw some of my
friends nearby and told Tyler to meet me at my car after school
and he had better not keep me waiting this time or he was going
to have to find another model.

He grinned and said goodbye. I went over and joined Diane and
Linda and we stood around and gossiped for a few minutes before
we had to head inside.

It wasn't so bad during my classes, but every time I had a free
moment all I could think about was what was going to happen when
I got home this afternoon. The later it got the more nervous I
became. 

During one of the periods between classes I passed Mr. Ford in
the hall and he looked right at me without even seeing me. He
didn't seem to have a clue as to who I was. That was reassuring.

When the last bell of the day rang I went to my locker and got
the books I needed to take home for my homework. I closed my
locker and leaned against it and tried to force myself to calm
down.

I was almost tempted to go see one of the school pushers and get
a little pot. It wouldn't do any good though. I seemed to be
immune to its effects. I had tried some once at a party. After I
quit choking and gagging and managed to hold down a little of the
smoke I sat around waiting for the drug to take effect. The only
thing I got out of it was nausea. It was so unpleasant trying to
suck that smoke into my lungs that I think I preferred to be
nervous anyway.

I made my way out to the parking lot and for a change Tyler was
there waiting for me. He almost always made me wait five or ten
minutes before he showed up for the ride home. I went up to him
and put my hand around his throat and said, "See, you can do it!
All you need is the right incentive."

He just grinned and blushed and I unlocked the car for him.

I was starting to feel pretty excited about what we were about to
do. I was still nervous. But I was starting to look forward to
it.

Probably because I was starting to get into the mood for what was
to come I had not straightened out my skirt when I got in the
car. For those of you who have never had the experience, let me
explain that getting into a Corvette while wearing a miniskirt
can take more than a little grace and dexterity. You also need to
be pretty quick. There is no way to do it without having to tug
that skirt down after you are seated either. Except today I
didn't. 

I tossed my books and my purse behind my seat and slipped into
the low seat and when I looked down I could see a good bit of
white panty showing. I ignored it and put the key in the ignition
and after I started the car I asked Tyler if he wanted to put the
top down since it was such a nice afternoon.

He turned to face me and his jaw dropped open. He couldn't even
speak for a moment and then he said, "S-s-sure Mya. That would be
great."

I chuckled and said, "What's the big deal Tyler? You're going to
see them anyway! It's just a little strip of cloth. That's all
you can see."

He looked right at me and said, "First of all Mya, you know it's
a big deal. You've never sat like that before and there is a
reason for that."

I smiled and said, "Oh yeah? What's the reason Tyler?"

He finally managed to grin and he said, "Because it's sexy and
you know damned well it turns me on to be able to see your
underwear."

He turned his attention to helping me put the top down and then
he said, "But please don't stop. I love the look."

I looked down again. There was quite a bit of nylon showing. But
we were both enjoying the effect and in light of what we were
going to do when we got home...well, what the hell!

Tyler stared at my nylon covered crotch all the way home. As I
was driving down our street he said, "I don't know if I can do
this Mya."

I almost laughed. It was obvious that he was more nervous than I
was and for some reason that seemed to give me confidence. I
reached over and patted his thigh and said, "Let's just take it
slow and see how it goes. Maybe neither one of us can actually do
it when it comes right down to it."

I didn't mean it though. I was actually starting to look forward
to it! In fact, I was getting more excited as the time to undress
in front of my brother drew closer.

I pulled into the garage and we put the top up and took our books
inside. I got a glass of ice water and said, "I'm going up and
take a quick shower. I will feel better if I am fresh when we do
this."

Tyler said, "Fresh? Mya you look and smell great. You always
do."

I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him. But I knew that I
would feel more confident if I took a shower. Besides, I knew
that the crotch panel of my underwear was soaking wet. I had been
getting turned on all day thinking about what we were about to
do.

We went upstairs and I took a quick shower and put my robe on. I
brushed my hair and then went into my room and started looking
through my lingerie. I couldn't decide so I went into Tyler's
room and said, "Come pick out what you want me to wear Tyler. I
can't decide."

He had changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and he was
assembling his camera equipment. He brought his camera and his
lenses with him and set them inside my door. 

For some reason I had assumed that we would do this in his room.
It made me more comfortable when I realized we would be doing it
in my room.

I opened my panty drawer and he looked inside and blushed even
more. It was pretty funny. Tyler had been around my underwear for
our entire lives and they had just been pieces of cloth until
this afternoon. Now he couldn't even look at them without
blushing.

I watched him stare into the drawer for a moment and then I
pushed him out of the way and scooped them all out and dropped
them on top of my dresser. While he reached down and tried to act
like he wasn't affected by a handful of my underwear I opened
another drawer and pulled out my bras. 

Tyler said, "I'd like to see you in all of them. You pick out
some. You know what looks good. I guess four sets. We may not use
them all, but if we want to it will be better if we don't have to
stop and break the mood while you make another selection."

I picked out a plain white bra and panty set, a dark green set,
and a red set. I thought about the fourth set and at first I was
going to pass on the black because it seemed so trite. But the
truth is I knew that I looked pretty good in black panties and
bra.  

While I was selecting my wardrobe Tyler went back into his room
and brought in some bright lights on tall stands and set them up
around my bed. He took some readings with his light meter and
made some adjustments.

When the lights were ready he called me over to my desk and
showed me some poses in one of his text books. There was an
assortment of nude and nearly nude women in some pretty sexy
poses. I looked at them and grinned and I had to ask, "Do mom and
dad know you have these?"

Tyler laughed nervously and said, "They know that I have the
books. They have never looked inside of them."

I studied the girls and thought I had the general idea. I asked,
"Okay, are you ready?"

He nodded and I saw that he still had a hard on. I grinned and
asked, "Can you work with that?"

He smiled back and said, "I'm afraid you are going to have to get
used to that. I don't think it's going anywhere, probably not for
a week."

I held up the four sets of underwear and he picked out the white
ones to start with. He must have thought that I was going to go
out of the room to put them on but I just dropped my robe and he
stared at my body in awe as I put on a pair of white panties
trimmed in a small band of delicate lace. 

The look on Tyler's face is what we should have been
photographing. I put the bra on next. I tried to act nonchalant
but I was so excited that if it had been anyone but my brother I
would have jumped his bones. 

The bra and panties were not a total match. I mean they were not
a set. But they were similar enough that no one but Victoria
herself would know the difference. 

Tyler had just seen me naked for the first time since we were six
or seven. He obviously appreciated the changes that my body had
gone through since then. When I had my two sexy little
undergarments on and adjusted I reached out and patted my brother
on the cheek and said, "Okay little brother, if you have any
blood left in your brain let's put it to work."

He grinned and said, "I am going to need larger pants if we keep
doing this. These things are tighter than hell with a hard on."

I said, "Take them off. If I'm going to be naked it only seems
fair that you are too."

Tyler responded, "That would be unprofessional."

He went to his camera and motioned me to the bed. I got into the
first pose that he had showed me and he took a couple of pictures
before he moved the camera and got a few shots from a different
angle. The tripod was getting in his way and he removed the
camera and started taking pictures as he moved around to
different angles.

After several minutes he told me to move into the next pose and
he started all over again. The hardest thing for me to do was to
try to act like I wasn't on the verge of an orgasm, because I
was.

I varied my expression between sweet smiles and sexy 'come
hither' looks and everything in between.

I noticed that there was a large wet spot in the front of Tyler's
pants and it made me feel even sexier to see how turned on he was
from looking at my body. 

In a few minutes he said, "Okay Mya, let's do a costume change.
Let's try the green next."

I got up and began to strip off my white underwear and change.
Tyler started to leave the room and I turned to him wearing only
my panties now and asked, "Where are you going?"

He blushed and said, "I...Mya I have to do something. I'll be
right back."

As soon as he said it I knew what he was going to do. I grinned
and said, "Oh no you don't Tyler!"

He said, "What? I'll be right back."

I walked over to him and said, "Why should I be the only one that
has to be naked?"

I reached down and unbuttoned his shorts. He reached out to stop
me at first, but then he dropped his hands and I unzipped them
and let them slide down his legs. 

I wasn't looking at his face anymore. I had never seen a naked
boy. Well, not since he was five or six and back then his penis
was smaller than my finger. He had a very large male appendage
throbbing under those white jockey shorts now. 

I pulled the front of his shorts out away from his cock and
slowly pulled them down. His cock stood up at a forty-five degree
angle and throbbed like a living thing. The head of it was
covered in a clear fluid and as I was staring it throbbed again
and another large drop of that fluid came out of the hole in the
end. 

It was beautiful! I reached up and touched my finger to the slick
lubricant oozing from him and moved it lightly over the tip. He
shuddered and grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away.

He said, "Don't Mya, I'm going to cum in about two seconds if you
keep that up.

I looked up at him and asked, "Were you going to masturbate?"

He was already as red as he could get. He nodded and I asked,
"Can I watch? Please? I really want to see what it looks like
when you do it."

He stepped out of his shorts and his underwear and looked around
my room. He went over and sat on my desk chair and brought my
tissue box a little closer. He wrapped his hand around the shaft
and began to move it up and down. I moved closer and knelt by his
side. I was fascinated. 

I saw the look of ecstasy on his face and reached up and stopped
his hand. He opened his eyes to see what was wrong. I pulled his
hand away and said, "Let me."

I reached for his throbbing cock and took it in my hand. He
groaned loudly and I began to move it just like he had been. I
felt it swell and Tyler shivered and said, "Oh my god! Jesus
Mya!"

Then he was cumming. His cum shot up in large, forceful spurts
and the first three globs of it landed on his shirt. The next two
or three were weaker and ended up covering my hand. It felt so
hot on my skin. 

I reached my other hand up and smoothed it around my skin,
working it in like hand lotion. The strong smell reminded me of
bleach but it wasn't really unpleasant. I took my finger away and
brought it to my face and sniffed it. I looked at his face and
stuck my finger in my mouth and licked it clean. I was so fucking
turned on that I didn't even care what it tasted like. 

Tyler finally began to move. He took a handful of tissue from the
box and wiped his cock clean. Then he took my hand and began
wiping it dry.

When he was done I smiled at him and I was just about to thank
him when he said, "That was fantastic Mya. Thank you."

I got to my feet and said, "Are you ready to finish now?"

He nodded and reached for his pants but I said, "Oh no you don't.
Take off that nasty shirt Tyler. If I'm going to be naked you can
be naked too."

He said, "That is still very unprofessional. But I guess getting
a hand job from your model is too. Thanks Mya."

I nodded and finished changing into the green panties and bra as
he watched.

When I was ready I turned around to face him. He still had that
look of awe on his face. He asked, "God Mya. Do you have any idea
how beautiful you are? I mean it sis. I have never seen a more
beautiful girl than you. I've always thought you were pretty. But
I don't think I really knew how sexy and how beautiful you are."

I smiled and asked, "Do you say that to all the girls that beat
your meat?"

He laughed and said, "Get your ass on the bed sis. Do you
remember the next pose?"

I thought I did and I got into position as he picked his camera
up and started filming again. As soon as he started the thrill
was back. I found that I loved posing like this.

The first poses had been on my hands and knees from different
angles. Now I was on my back and Tyler kept repositioning my
legs, exposing me more and more. But he didn't just adjust my
legs. His hands glided over them as if he were worshiping them.
He never moved his hands more than half way up my thigh. He made
no attempt to touch my pussy and he never came anywhere near my
breasts. But I wanted him to. 

He took a dozen more pictures and then he said, "I have to change
the memory card. I'm taking some very high resolution pictures.
Why don't you try on the next set?"

I glanced at the clock and said, "Why don't we save them for next
time? It's getting late. Change your memory card and let's do
some of the nudes."

I noticed that his cock was hard again. It was nice to be
appreciated.

He changed his card while I took off my bra and panties and tried
to massage away the marks that they left on my skin. I looked at
them and said, "We are going to have to do a shoot totally in the
nude. It is going to take a while for these lines on my skin to
fade."

Tyler smiled and said, "Well, if I must, I must."

"What a trooper!" I exclaimed sarcastically.

When he was ready I asked, "How do you want me?"

He said, "Let's try something different. I love it that you are
enjoying this. I want that to show. Pose in ways that feel good
to you. Pose in ways that make you feel sexy."

I thought about it and I got into a few teasing poses while he
started snapping away again. He started telling me how hot I was
and how beautiful I was and there was no question how sincere he
was.

I forgot about the book and moved into positions that felt
natural to me. Tyler loved it. He said, "Wait until you see these
Mya. You are going to love them. These are the sexiest, most
erotic photographs. If you were eighteen I could make a fortune
selling these to Playboy or Penthouse. I love it! God, look at
that ass! And your pussy! I can see the juices dripping out of
you! I don't care if you are my sister, I have never wanted
anyone the way I want you right now."

I knew what he meant. I wanted him too. I kept looking at that
pretty cock and thinking about how I really didn't care if I was
a virgin when this was all over. It wasn't like I was saving
myself for marriage. I had just never had the chance to get
laid!

But I couldn't. Not with my brother. I was going to cum so hard
and so many times when he was finished though. I was going to
masturbate like I never have before. 

I changed my pose several more times and he took about a hundred
more pictures. I was on my knees again and had my ass towards him
and after he got a couple close-ups he stood up and I felt is
hand on me. I jumped, startled, but I didn't protest. His fingers
moved over my ass for a minute and then trailed down over my
thigh. I sighed deeply and let my head rest on my arms. I closed
my eyes and just enjoyed the wonderful feelings as his fingers
trailed back up my other thigh and then lightly moved over my
soaking wet pussy.

I gasped when he touched me there. I was being touched by a boy
in that most intimate of places for the first time. I loved it!

His fingers moved up and then back down and that was it. I came
like I had never cum before. I screamed right out loud and swore
and my whole body went into tremors. 

I was just about to thank him and tell him how wonderful that was
when I felt something else. I knew instantly what it was. It was
his tongue! His nose was pressed against my asshole and his mouth
clamped down over my pussy and his tongue moved back and forth
through my slit.

He had to hold me. I couldn't stay still for that. I started
thrashing around and his hands held my hips steady and his tongue
drove me out of this fucking world. I came about fifty more times
before I finally pulled away. 

I lay on my bed panting and staring up at Tyler. When I was
finally able to, I sat up and said, "It's too bad we didn't get
some good pictures of that. That would have been so fucking
hot!"

He just grinned until I pulled him down onto my bed beside me and
leaned down over him. I kissed him on the lips and it was not a
sisterly kiss. I said, "I don't want to fuck you Tyler. It
wouldn't be right. Well, that isn't true. I want to. But I just
can't fuck my brother. Something in me just won't let me do that.
At least not now, I don't know about later. But I can do this."

I leaned down and put my hand around his throbbing cock and
leaned down and kissed it. I licked the head and then I looked up
at my brother and said, "I've never sucked a cock before Tyler,
so I probably suck at it, so to speak. But I don't know if it
would really be incest would it? I'm still going to be a virgin
when it's over, right?"

He smiled and said, "I'm on your side Mya. I'm not going to try
and talk you out of it. But you don't have to do it if you don't
want to."

I kissed his cock again and said, "That's the thing bro, I want
to."

He watched me as I took his cock into my mouth and began
experimenting. He was gasping and groaning and finally he lay
back and closed his eyes and I tried to figure out what worked
best.

I looked around and saw his camera strap on the edge of his bed.
His camera was on the floor but the strap was just within my
reach. I reached over and picked it up and set it on Tyler's
stomach. He opened his eyes and I took my mouth off of his cock
long enough to say, "I want some pictures of this. Then you can
go back to sleep."

He grinned and brought the camera to his face and started taking
pictures as fast as the camera would permit it. I went back to
work on his cock, taking it as far into my mouth as I could. 

I saw the camera pointed at me and I stared right into the lens
and looked as sexy as possible while I sucked my brother's cock
eagerly.

I didn't get to do it for long though. After a couple of minutes
he put the camera back down and his head fell back on my pillow.
His hand began to move lightly over my hair and then he said,
"Mya, just use your hand now. I'm going to cum!"

He tried to push me away but I refused to be denied. I sucked as
enthusiastically as I could and seconds later I felt the flood of
cum pouring out of his cock. I was so excited that I came again
just from him cumming in my mouth.

I got the full effect of the cum this time. It wasn't just a
little taste, it was a large mouthful. But it wasn't so bad. And
it was the most exciting thing that I had ever done. Except maybe
for spending the last hour and a half posing in my underwear and
then naked for my little brother. 

He shuddered and gently pushed my head away and said, "Stop!
Please stop. I'm so sensitive there. Give me a second."

I took my head away and he shuddered and took a couple of deep
breaths. Then he reached down and pulled me up beside him and
hugged me so tight I couldn't breathe at first.

I kissed him on the chin and said, "This was fun. Do you want to
do it again after school tomorrow?"

He smiled and said, "Are you kidding! I'm calling them up
tomorrow and quitting. I'm going to lock myself in here with you
and I'm never leaving again."

I kissed him again and said, "You might want to rethink that.
They might take your camera away. Then you wouldn't need me
anymore."

He laughed out loud at that.

I finally pulled away and said, "Come on bro, we have some
evidence to hide. We need to get dressed and clean up and get rid
of the smell of sex in here. I haven't touched my homework and I
don't have any idea what to make for supper. Mom and dad haven't
called so they are probably coming home this evening. And you
have a long evening ahead of you because I want to see some of
those pictures tonight."

We rushed around and cleaned up. Tyler put his lights and camera
away and we both took quick showers. I slipped into some shorts
and a t-shirt and went down and started supper.

My parents got home before it was ready and we sat and ate and
talked for a while, just like a family! Sometimes, at times like
that, I was struck by how much our lives had changed over the
last ten years, but how little we had changed. We were still the
same people that had lived in that small, two bedroom house on
the other side of town.

I suppose that Tyler and I were a little spoiled, but even so we
were still nice people. We had learned to be responsible at an
early age and I don't think that has changed. And it wasn't like
we had maids and butlers and chauffeurs and all that. We had
stuff, we had cars and a nice house and a boat. But we cleaned
our own house and did our own laundry and yard work and washed
our cars and during the week I cooked supper most nights. 

We caught hell if our grades slipped and Tyler and I were kept on
a short leash. We were both still virgins if you didn't count
what had happened this afternoon. My hymen was still intact.

We didn't spend a lot of time together as a family though. I
missed the days when we did. But I thought about the families I
knew and I realized that the way people rushed around now most
families didn't get to spend a lot of quiet time at home together
in the evening. We at least made an effort. And on weekends we
were together a lot, even if we were just working around the
house.

After dinner Tyler and I cleaned up and then we had to go do our
homework since we hadn't gotten any of it done when we got home.
I had done most of mine in study hall so I just had a little
reading to do.

My parents went into their home office and worked for a while and
then they watched some of the shows that they recorded during the
week. 

I was just about finished with my homework when Tyler stuck his
head in my door and said, "Come on Mya. Bring your chair. You
have to see this."

I finished up the chapter I was reading for History class and
rolled my chair into his room. I saw that he had changed into his
pajama bottoms and a t-shirt.

I pulled my chair up beside his and sat down. He opened up the
file and clicked on the first picture and there I was, posing in
my underwear. 

I was aware of how sexy I looked. But the amazing thing was the
look in my eyes. I didn't look nervous or scared or bored or any
of the things you might have expected from a teenage girl posing
for the first time in her underwear. I looked excited. I
remembered how I had felt at that moment. I had definitely been
excited.

I sat back and stared for a few seconds. I was struck by how
erotic that picture was. 

Tyler has this huge super computer with a large, high definition
monitor. My picture was so clear and lifelike, it was almost 3-D!
When he first opened that first picture I gasped and I was
instantly drawn back to the excitement we had both felt this
afternoon when it had been taken.

I reached over without thinking and gripped Tyler's thigh through
his thin pajamas and squeezed hard. I said breathlessly, "Oh my
god Tyler! It's beautiful!"

He said, "Yes, you are."

I shook my head and said, "No silly, the picture! It's
magnificent!"

He chuckled and said, "I doubt if anyone could take a bad picture
of you Mya. Look at you. You are so sexy, so beautiful. Right at
this moment I wish you weren't my sister."

He was quiet for a few seconds and then he sat back and said,
"Look at that young woman in that picture. No one, no male could
look at that picture and not want to touch that woman."

He reached up and cycled very slowly through all of the first set
of pictures as I had posed in the white underwear, stopping to
give us time to examine each one closely. I saw myself from all
angles. I saw myself through the eyes of a boy. I saw myself from
angles that I had never seen before and I couldn't help it, I was
getting turned on. I had to admit, with a little help from the
excellent photographic skills of my little brother, I was pretty
fucking hot!

As he had moved around taking my picture from different angles I
saw my breasts and my flat stomach and my legs in a whole new
light. I looked like one of those women in the men's magazines.
To be honest, I thought I looked better than a lot of them. 

When the camera moved around behind me I saw the damp spot over
my pussy and the way my mound pushed out from my body, stretching
the material of my sexy little panty. There was no doubt in my
mind that if I had a cock I would have a hard on right now.

I looked down at Tyler's crotch. His cock was standing at
attention. I slowly slid my hand over the bulge in his pants and
he groaned in pleasure. 

We had only looked at the first two dozen pictures. We were
sitting there at his computer staring at those brilliant pictures
in silence. In the pictures we were looking at I was still
dressed in the white underwear, the most demure of the four sets
that we had selected. We hadn't even gotten to the first change
of underwear yet. We stared at each picture for a long time. 

After a few minutes Tyler lifted my hand off of his cock. He
groaned and said, "I can't take it Mya!"

I smiled and dropped to my knees beside his chair. I smiled up at
him and said, "I think I can fix this little problem."

Tyler glanced nervously at the door and I said, "Don't worry. You
know they won't be up here until bed time." 

It was simple to fish his hard cock out through the gaping fly of
his pajamas and I eagerly began to lick it. While I was licking
him he reached down and held my breast. I wasn't wearing a bra
under my shirt and the heat from his hand was incredible. This
was the first time that anyone but me had touched my breast. I
was so distracted I almost forgot to suck his cock!

I reached down and pulled my shirt up so that he could have
better access to my body, then I forced myself to concentrate on
sucking his cock. It didn't take long. He sat there, slumped in
his chair and staring at the picture of me on his monitor and
caressing my breast and I felt his hand suddenly close tightly
over my breast. His body tensed up and he began to fill my mouth
with cum for the second time today.

I found it to be just as exciting this time as it was the first
time. Imagine that! I'm a cocksucker, and I love it!

I kissed Tyler's cock and put it back in his pants. I got back in
my chair and Tyler was looking at me curiously. He paused for a
few seconds and then he said, "Don't take this the wrong way, I
love that. I have never felt anything so wonderful in my life as
when you take my cock into your mouth. But how do you feel about
it? What is it like for you?"

I smiled and said, "It may sound funny, but I like doing it. I
like the way your cock feels in my mouth. But the real excitement
is when I see your face and I feel your excitement building. If
it was up to me I would pick a different flavor for cum, but I
don't mind it. The first time I did it, when we were taking the
pictures, I was thinking to myself, 'I'm a cocksucker!' And do
you know what? I felt proud. It is really an exciting thing to
do. I suppose I enjoyed it for the same reason that you like
licking my pussy. I know my pussy was leaking like crazy. That
had to taste pretty bad too."

He shook his head and said, "God no! Really Mya, it didn't. There
was hardly any taste at all. It was very mild and actually pretty
pleasant. And except for having my cock in your mouth it was the
most exciting thing in the world."

Then he sank to his knees in front of my chair and said, "And
while we are on the subject, it's your turn."

He reached for the waistband of my loose, terrycloth shorts and I
lifted up to allow him to pull them off. He pressed my legs apart
and stared at my juicy pussy. I loved the look on his face as he
looked at me.

I slumped down in my seat so that he could better reach my pussy
and while he began to tease my pussy with his tongue I reached up
and minimized the photo of me kneeling on my bed in my underwear
and went to the thumbnails of the pictures he had downloaded. I
opened up the first of the pictures he had taken of me with his
cock in my mouth. 

There were a dozen or so of them and they were just snapshots.
Not the professional looking pictures that he had been taking of
me as I posed for him. They may have lacked the artistic values
of the posed photos, but Christ they were hot! I was looking at
close-up pictures of me with a cock in my mouth and I thought
they were so erotic. I picked the one that looked the best and
left it on the screen and relaxed and enjoyed what Tyler was
doing between my legs.

I started going crazy as soon as his tongue touched me. It was
every bit as exciting as it had been the first time. I struggled
to keep from crying out as I had orgasm after orgasm with his
tongue teasing my pussy until I finally had to push him away and
catch my breath.

He pulled back and stared at my pussy as I caught my breath and
recovered. When I had calmed down he looked up and said, "Can I
look at you? I mean, you know. I want to see what it looks
like."

I grinned and nodded. I understood. I was just as curious about
his sex organs as he was about mine. I spread my legs a little
more and he reached up and gently spread my pussy open with his
fingers. 

He stared at me for a moment and then he breathed, "It's
beautiful Mya! Everything about you is beautiful!"

The way he was touching me and the way he was looking at me was
really starting to get to me again. I knew that technically the
things we had done today were incest. But we had to draw the line
somewhere. Without even realizing it I had decided that it was
okay to have oral sex, but not intercourse. I'm not sure when I
came to that decision. I don't think I ever sat down and thought
it over. When it came up though, when we started touching and
then started going farther I knew in the back of my mind the
things that I thought we could do. But right now I wanted to get
fucked more than I can put into words!

I still had my shirt up over my breasts and he reached up and
moved his fingers over my flesh so gently, so tenderly. It was
like he loved me. I mean, I know he loved me like a sister. But
he was touching me like a lover now and it was so exciting.

My nipples were so hard that they hurt and his fingers moved over
them and sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body. If he had
taken charge right then and pulled me down to the floor he could
have fucked me. I would have let him gladly.

We hadn't discussed it. But I think that he and I had set the
same limits on our little sex games. He hadn't tried to fuck me
and although he hadn't said that he wouldn't I think I trusted
him not to. I wasn't using birth control and he knew it. I think
we had both come to the conclusion that the things we were doing,
the touching and the oral sex, and the photography of course,
those things were as far as we were willing to go. 

I was about to make him stop touching me when he took his hands
away and started licking my slit again. I hadn't expected it, but
after all the touching and exploring that he had just done I
really wanted it.

I quickly came twice more and then I pushed him away and leaned
forward and kissed him. It wasn't a sisterly kiss. He kissed me
back and then we hugged and I said, "I love you Tyler. You are
the best brother a girl could have."

He laughed and I asked, "What? What's so funny?"

He said, "I was about to say that you don't suck either. But that
wouldn't be right, would it?"

I pulled back and looked down to see his cock was hard again. I
reached down and put my hand around it and said, "I guess I could
take care of that one more time before I go to bed. I know how
important it is for a growing boy to get a good night's rest."

He chuckled and said, "You're the reason I keep growing!"

I stood up and he got back up in his chair. When he was
comfortable he looked at his monitor and saw what I had been
looking at while he was eating me. He said, "Holy shit Mya! Look
at that! You are so fucking hot!"

I laughed and said, "Yeah, and I'm right down here about to suck
your cock. Why are you looking at the picture?"

He said, "I don't know, it's just that you are so beautiful, and
so hot. It's a very sexy picture."

I couldn't talk anymore. I had my mouth full.

This was still just as exciting as the first time I did it. Well,
almost anyway. I loved everything about it. And I think I was
starting to get better at it too.

This time, after I had begun to suck his cock I reached my hand
down to cradle his balls and he threw his head back and
exclaimed, "Oh fuck!"

It sounded like a compliment to me!

I stopped sucking his cock and licked and kissed his balls for a
minute and then I took his cock back into my mouth and he came
quickly after that. This was the third time I had done it and I
was beginning to notice a change in his cum. I don't know if I
was getting used to the taste or what, but it seemed to be
getting milder. 

I know that he masturbated. We had talked about it. So it isn't
like it had been all bottled up inside of him. I guess I was just
getting used to it. I had to admit, that first time had been
pretty intense.

After he came again I stood up and said, "We are going to have to
look at the rest of those pictures later. It's late and we
wouldn't want anyone walking in on us and seeing them. Or coming
in and seeing me doing something very un-sisterly down here on my
knees." 

He smiled and said, "I love you Mya. Goodnight."

I kissed him on the cheek and said, "I love you too Tyler.
Goodnight."

I changed into my pajamas and almost decided to go to bed with
the taste of Tyler's cum in my mouth. I would have if I was sure
that my parents weren't going to come up and check on us.

I chickened out though. I went to the bathroom and brushed my
teeth and finished reading the last couple of pages that had been
assigned for homework. Then I went to bed. Our parents never did
come up and say goodnight. 

The next morning at breakfast, Tyler and I had a hell of a time
not laughing out loud every time we looked at each other. We
managed to contain ourselves, but only just barely.

My mother told us that they would be working late again that
evening and we said goodbye and went to school. 

As soon as I turned off of our street Tyler reached over and
rested his hand on my thigh. I glanced at him and smiled and I
realized that he was waiting to see if I would object. I said,
"Don't worry Tyler. When it's just the two of us I don't mind. In
fact, I like it. I like being touched as much as you like
touching me."

He chuckled and said, "I can guarantee that isn't true! I can't
keep my hands off of you. Are you sure you don't want to skip
school?"

I laughed and said, "Yes. I want very much to skip school and go
home and do all the things we did yesterday and more. I wish you
weren't my brother and I was using birth control because I would
love to fuck you half to death. But we are going to have to try
and keep this thing under control. And I'm warning you right now,
if your grades start to slip it's all over. Do you understand
me?"

He said, "Yes mother!"

I reached over and grabbed the bulge in his pants and said, "Fuck
you."

He pressed my hand down with his own and said, "I wish!"

Once we got to school we split up and I didn't see him again
until it was time to go home. As soon as our car left the lot his
hand went to my thigh and slid up so that his finger began to
caress my slit through my underwear. 

I spread my legs a little so he would have some more room and he
asked, "No second thoughts? You still want to pose for me when we
get home?"

I told him that I was looking forward to it even more than
yesterday.

I tried not to crash as he fingered me. It was very distracting
though. I probably should have stopped him but I couldn't quite
bring myself to do it. It just felt too damned good. 

After a few minutes he asked, "Did you have as much trouble
concentrating today as I did?"

I nodded my head and said, "God yes! I am going to have to stop
worrying about your grades dropping and start worrying about me.
At least I got my homework all done in study hall today."

"Yeah, me too. Your threats this morning scared the hell out of
me," he said, with just a touch of sarcasm.

We were only a little more than halfway home when I pulled his
hand away from my slit and let it rest on my thigh. 

"Sorry," I said. "But if you keep that up I'm going to drive
right into a ditch. My driving instructor would disapprove."

He left his hand on my thigh and he said, "Will you help me go
through the pictures and select the ones to send to Mr.
Lawrence?"

I thought about that. The idea of selecting nude pictures of
myself to send to some strange man was suddenly pretty exciting.
I had thought my involvement would end with posing. Once I had
agreed to pose I had forgotten all about the fact that someone
else was going to see them. Now that I thought about it I was
surprised at how excited I was at the prospect.

I thought about the pictures we had taken yesterday and said,
"Those pictures we took were not the kind of sensuous figure
studies you talked about getting me to pose for. They were more
like something in a men's magazine."

Tyler laughed and said, "Yeah, we kind of got carried away didn't
we."

I said, "Yes, we did. And I am anticipating getting carried away
again today. Aren't you?"

"It's all I've thought about all damned day," Tyler agreed.

"But you are right," he said after a minute or two. "We will have
to take some of the kind that I need. I really do want to learn
how to do it. I don't see how I can go wrong with you for a
model, but I am going to have to experiment with the lighting and
really concentrate on what I am doing."

I pulled into the garage and we went inside. We hurried upstairs
and I told him that I was going to take another quick shower.

I went to my room and he stood in the door and watched me
undress. The fun was starting already! 

When I was naked I went over and took his hand and pulled him
down the hall to the bathroom. I turned the water on to let it
warm up and then I turned back to Tyler and started to undress
him. 

He grinned when he realized what I had in mind and started
helping me tear his clothes off.

By the time he was undressed the water was hot and we jumped into
the large, walk-in shower. We had plenty of time since my parents
were working late tonight. We soaped each other up and explored
each other's body and it was extremely erotic the way our hands
slid smoothly over wet, soapy skin and explored all of those
interesting nooks and crannies. 

By the time the shower was over we were both ready for something
more than photography. We dried off and went back to my room and
I went to the two remaining sets of underwear that I had left on
the dresser from yesterday. I picked up the red ones and turned
around to ask him if he wanted to start with them. 

When I was facing him I looked down and saw that I was going to
have to take care of something before we could get back to work.
I smiled and went over and took his hand. I pulled him over to my
desk chair and knelt down between his legs. 

I kissed his cock and looked up and said, "You look like a tripod
walking around with this thing sticking out!"

He just grinned and I said, "I guess it's my fault. Let's get rid
of this thing so we can take some pictures."

I slid my lips over the head of his cock and as far down as I
could go without gagging. Tyler sat back and closed his eyes and
exclaimed, "Jesus that feels wonderful Mya! I'm so glad you like
doing this. At moments like this I wish I could marry my
sister."

That was the only thing intelligible out of his mouth for the
next few minutes. When he finally came it was just like the first
orgasm I gave him yesterday when I masturbated him and it shot
all over his shirt. Except that this time when he came it filled
my mouth. I moaned in pleasure as my mouth filled with cum. I was
probably just as turned on as he was. Something in me was really
excited by sucking cocks. I honestly loved doing it. I wonder
what it would be like with some other boy. Maybe I'll have to
find out soon.

After he had caught his breath he tried to get me to take his
place so that he could return the favor but I said, "No Tyler.
Not yet. I'm horny as hell but it's fun. I like feeling like
this. I like posing when I feel like this. Or posing makes me
feel like this. Both I guess. But I want to keep the edge on for
now. Go get your stuff and I'll put the underwear on."

He hurried to his room and came back with his lights and set them
up near my dressing table. Then he went back and got his camera.
He took some light readings and told me to sit down and pose as
if I was putting makeup on and getting ready to go out on a
date.

He told me to imagine that I was alone in the room and not to
look at him or the camera. He was already to start and suddenly I
had an idea. I said, "Wait! Don't move! I'll be right back!"

I rushed out of the room in my underwear and went downstairs to
my parent's room. I went to their closet and got out their
digital video camera and went back upstairs. I stopped in Tyler's
room and got his tripod and set it up to record our photo shoot.
When he realized what I was doing he just said, "Hot! I love the
way your mind works Mya."

Once the camera was recording I sat back down and Tyler took a
few dozen pictures of me brushing my hair and pretending to put
makeup on from every possible angle. When he felt that he had
exhausted the possibilities he said, "Okay, now let's move to the
bed again."

I stood up and repositioned the video camera while he
repositioned the lights. Then he showed me some new poses from
his figure study textbook. We started out with the new poses from
his book and when we had used them all I went back over the ones
we had tried yesterday. 

After a while he had me take the bra off and I posed for him in
just my panties in a few of the poses from the book and then we
kind of went freestyle. He had taken so many pictures that he had
to change his memory card again. I waited until he was ready and
he started out taking pictures of me taking the panties off. 

I took them off twice actually. I took them off once with just as
much tease as my youth and inexperience could provide. Then he
asked me to put them back on, which he also took pictures of, and
take them off again, but this time as if I were alone in my room
and home from my date and just getting undressed for bed.

Then we did nude shots again. I was getting so turned on that I
had lubricant leaking out of my pussy and glistening on my
thighs. 

We took all kinds of shots. We took more of the candid shots in
which I would act as if I was alone in my room and just lying on
my bed in the nude. Then we took some slutty shots where I would
offer my breasts to the camera or pose with my legs spread and
tease my pussy. I even held my pussy spread wide open for several
pictures.

Twice in the last fifteen minutes or so he had come over to my
bed and leaned down and licked up the juice on my pussy and
thighs. It took all of my willpower not to have an orgasm when he
touched me with his tongue like that.

He was careful to make it brief and avoid my clit but I was even
more excited than I had been yesterday and I was hoping he would
run out of memory again soon so we could both get some relief.

It was a good ten minutes or so longer before he said, "Fuck
this!" He put the camera down on the floor and got up on the bed
and he was just about to go down on me when I said, "Wait! I want
to try something."

I positioned him on his back with his butt at the foot of my bed
and his feet draped over and resting on the floor. I knelt over
his face and I dropped down and took his cock into my mouth and
he mumbled, "Oh yeah!"

He put his hands on the cheeks of my ass and pulled my pussy down
and wrapped his lips around it. He had my entire pussy in his
mouth and he was sticking his tongue up inside me as far as it
would go. I was free to vent my emotions today. We were all alone
in the house. So I did. I screamed loudly. I pressed my mound
against his mouth and he moaned and the vibrations went right to
my soul. 

I screamed again and ground my mound against him and I was
totally failing to achieve our first sixty-nine. I was going
crazy, having orgasm after toe curling orgasm and he gave every
indication of loving it as much as I did. 

I had my face pressed against his cock. It had come out of my
mouth as soon as I started cumming. I was moaning and making
strange noises and rubbing my face against his cock but I was out
of control and I couldn't suck him until he stopped what he was
doing.

I finally reached a point that I couldn't take it anymore and I
rolled off of him and screamed at him to stop. He was almost as
out of breath as I was. We both lay there on my bed panting and
moving our hands over each other. 

When I could talk I said, "Sorry, it sounded like fun. I was
just...oh god Tyler! That was fucking fantastic!!"

I slid off the bed and pushed his legs apart and said, "Now it's
your turn babe!"

I took his cock in my mouth and he was primed. I swear. It wasn't
two minutes later that he filled my mouth with cum again. He
groaned and swore and his ass came up off of my bed and he came
nearly as hard as he had a little earlier. 

I had learned that I had to stop after he came because his cock
got hypersensitive right after his orgasm. So I just held it in
my mouth while he calmed down and as soon as it was okay I went
right back to sucking.

He called me a few dirty names in a loving manner and I reached
up and held his balls in my hand and moaned as I sucked him off
for the third time this afternoon.

It took longer this time and I loved every second of it. After he
came in my mouth again I took my head away and smiled up at him.
He reached down and pulled me up beside him and we held each
other and kissed like lovers. 

After a few minutes we were just lying side by side quietly and I
glanced over at the movie camera. I wondered if it had been aimed
right and I thought about how much better it would have been if
we could have had some good close-ups. 

Without really thinking about what I was saying I said, "We need
a cameraman. We need someone to get different angles and come in
for some close-ups."

I don't think that I was so much suggesting that we get one as
lamenting the fact that we didn't have one. 

We were quiet for a few more minutes and then Tyler said quietly,
"I could get someone."

To my immense surprise my heart began to race when he said that.
I hadn't meant that he should find someone. I just meant that the
movie we had just made would be better if we had had someone.

But when I was suddenly presented with the actuality of someone
else in the room, watching us and taking our pictures as Tyler
photographed me and then we had sex I knew right away that the
exhibitionist in me was going to make me permit this.

I didn't speak though. In fact, I made believe that I hadn't
heard him. I guess I was just trying not to let him know how much
the idea excited me. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed and
forced myself not to think about it. 

I didn't look at Tyler. I sat facing the movie camera and asked,
"What did you have in mind for those artistic figure studies we
are supposed to be doing?"

He sat up beside me and put his arm around me and kissed my neck
and held me close for a minute. He smoothed down my hair and
said, "I have several ideas. First I have to take some of the
shots that they suggest in the book. They have to be submitted
for a grade. But I have some ideas of my own too."

I stood up and looked down. I said, "The bed is a mess. I have to
remake it before we can use it for more pictures. Unless you are
planning on taking some pictures of your sister the prostitute.
My bed looks like I've been doing a lot of business in here
today."

Tyler said, "That's okay. These next pictures will be low light
and we'll need to get some different backgrounds."

He turned his lights off and I turned the movie camera off and we
both got our sandals on. After I ran my brush through my hair a
couple of times we headed downstairs in the nude. I followed him
in silence, but my mind was moving a mile a minute as I thought
about doing the things we had just done with someone watching and
taking photographs and movies of us in action. I knew that I was
going to tell him to do it. For some reason I couldn't just yet,
it was just too intense.

I followed him into the kitchen and he put his camera down and
carefully posed me in several unusual but very sensual poses. He
left the lights off and closed the curtains until he had the
light the way he wanted it. I noticed that my face didn't show in
any of these pictures. They were all low light photographs with
lots of shadows and back lighting.

When he was done there we moved into the garage. He took more
photographs of the same type in there. I was finding it pretty
erotic. Not just the nude photography but the idea of being nude
in all of these unusual places. 

He took one that was really amusing. He tied me to the front
fender of dad's pickup truck like a dead deer and took a few
pictures and then he said, "I have an idea!"

He untied me and helped me up and hurried back into the house. He
had obviously been inspired and couldn't wait to try out his
idea.

We went down into the basement but instead of going into the
rooms that were finished and furnished we went into the far
corner that was just used for storage and had been left
unfinished. Tyler looked around for a minute and handed me his
camera and said, "Wait right here."

I stood back out of the way and watched in amusement as he moved
a bunch of dusty footlockers that contained some of our Christmas
decorations out of the way and when he had cleared out the corner
it was just bare stone walls and overhead beams. It had a bit of
a dungeon look to it.

He called me over and for the first time I noticed that he had
brought the rope that he had used to tie me up in the garage down
here with him. He tied my wrists together and tossed the end of
the rope around the beam in the ceiling and pulled it tight. 

He tied it off to a pipe and stepped back and looked at me. He
was so busy analyzing the shot he was planning that he couldn't
see how excited I was. As soon as he had tied my wrists together
and secured the rope over that beam I had nearly had an orgasm!

I had no idea! I knew what bondage was. It was something that you
joked about. It wasn't funny now. I was so turned on by being
helpless in this fake dungeon that I was on the verge of cumming
without even being touched!

Tyler went over and pulled the rope a little tighter and tied it
off again. Now I was up on my tip toes. He asked, "Are you okay
Mya? I'll get this shot as quick as I can."

I whispered, "Take your time Tyler. I'm okay."

I think he heard something in my voice. He stopped and looked at
me closely and his lips curled up for just a second. But then he
returned to his vision.

He picked up a couple more pieces of rope and tied them to my
ankles and carefully pulled my legs a little farther apart. He
tied one of them to a pipe in the wall, the same pipe that the
rope holding my arms was secured to. He tied the other to a
support post nearby. 

He came closer and used his light meter and fiddled around with
his camera and then he took a dozen shots of me from all angles.
He only spoke a couple of times, he told me to tilt my head in
certain ways and pose as he moved around me.

When he had taken that series of shots he turned off the nearest
bare light in the ceiling and now it was very dark. He set his
camera flash for indirect light and took at least a dozen more
pictures. Then he came over and stood right in front of me and
looked at my face curiously.

I looked right back at him and suddenly he reached out and cupped
my pubic mound in his hand and I screamed and came harder than I
had ever cum in my life!


After I came I collapsed. My legs couldn't hold me. I was hanging
by my wrists now and he stepped back quickly and took a dozen
more photographs.

I continued to hang by my wrists long after I was capable of
standing again. I knew what these pictures were going to look
like and I knew they were going to be hot. I couldn't wait to see
them!

When Tyler came back and stood in front of me again I regained my
footing and he leaned forward and kissed me gently. He whispered,
"You are so fucking beautiful." His free hand came up and
caressed my breast and then began to pull on my nipple. He began
to pinch it harder and harder and my eyes closed and almost
without realizing what I was doing I started crying out, "Harder!
Harder god damn it! Yesssss!" 

Then I came again. Hard! I came and I screamed and I collapsed
again.

Tyler hurriedly untied my ankles and then helped me back to my
feet. When I was steady enough to stand on my own he went over to
the wall and untied the rope holding my wrists in place. He
rushed over and finished untying me and started to help me back
upstairs.

I stopped him. "Hold on bro! You better put those footlockers
back and grab those ropes. Unless you have some excuse ready for
mom and dad that I don't know about."

He laughed and put everything back the way he had found it. He
grabbed the ropes and turned the light he had turned off back on.
He started to help me walk but I had more or less returned to
normal and I thanked him and led the way back upstairs. I figured
that I owed him the view for what he had just done for me.

We went to the kitchen and got a drink of water. I was suddenly
exhausted. I looked at the time. It was past supper time but I
didn't feel like eating right now. I asked him if he did and he
said, "We can get a sandwich later if we get hungry. I want to
see these pictures."

I nodded and said, "Me too." Then I moved closer and wrapped my
hands around his hard cock and said, "And I suppose you will want
me to take care of this damned thing again!"

He laughed and said, "It's only fair, you put it there."

I took a deep breath and said, "That was...interesting. I don't
know how I feel about what I just learned about myself Tyler. I'm
scared and excited all at the same time."

He stared at me for a minute and said, "I understand. It was
getting real. I mean, you know I wouldn't hurt you. You do know
that, right?"

I nodded.

He continued, "But when I had you like that, when I saw your
beautiful body all stretched out and helpless, and when I saw how
excited you were..." 

He stopped talking. He didn't know what to say. Neither did I. I
let go of his cock and pulled him close and held him so tight. 

I finally let him go and we went upstairs. We went to his room
and he put the disks from his camera into his computer and
downloaded the pictures while I hooked the movie camera up to his
television.

He started sorting the pictures and deleting the rejects. He
finished quickly. Apparently there were not a lot of bad ones.
When I glanced back at him he was staring at his television along
with me.

We were watching him photograph me in my red underwear while
sitting at my dressing table. I had been right about needing a
camera operator, but damn that was hot! I knew that the pictures
of me in my underwear were exciting. But these pictures of him
taking pictures of me in my underwear were twice as exciting,
though they lacked quality. I mean, it was a good picture. The
camera was digital and the television was high definition.
Everything was clear as a bell. It just really needed a
cameraman.

I stopped the camera and rewound it. Tyler came over and hooked
it up to his DVD recorder and started them running. 

While he was doing that I went to my room and got my desk chair.
Then I joined him in front of his computer. 

I sat down beside him and he started with the pictures in the
kitchen. There were only a couple pictures in which my face could
be seen well enough to identify me. The pictures and the effect
were just what he had been going for. They were dark and sensuous
and erotic and I was so proud of him I leaned over and kissed him
and told him how good he was.

Then I reached down and held his cock while we moved on to the
pictures from the garage. I didn't care as much for these. Tyler
liked them. He was pleased with the contrast between all of the
bare walls and the tools and my soft, delicate body.

I didn't think they were as good as the kitchen shots. I was
amused by the trophy sister pictures when he draped me over the
fender of the truck like a freshly bagged buck.

He paused after that. We were both dying to see the next
pictures. I think we were both just a little nervous about it
too. I think we were both amazed by the way we had reacted to
those poses. Or more to the point, how we had reacted to my being
tied up and helpless.

He finally clicked his mouse and the first stark image filled the
large monitor's screen. Tyler flinched and I realized that I had
squeezed his cock hard when I saw the picture. I had reacted
without thinking. 

I didn't look away though. I just whispered, "Sorry."

I stared at the photograph. I looked at the way the ropes looked
against my skin. I looked at the way my body looked when it was
extended like that. Looking at that picture I suddenly realized
that I was so turned on that I was on the verge of tears.

We stared at that first picture for a long, long time. Finally
Tyler touched a button on his keyboard and the second shot
appeared. He dropped his hand to my thigh and slid it up and held
his finger against my sopping wet slit. 

We sat there staring in silence as we held each other's genitals
and took in the details of me, a maiden in distress, tied up and
helpless in a dungeon.

We slowly moved through more than thirty photographs. They were
all pictures of me tied up and helpless in the basement. The
poses changed little from photograph to photograph. The lighting
changed and the angle of the shot changed and he had made me
reposition my head from time to time. But each picture was a
brand new epiphany.

We had done something yesterday that had drastically changed our
relationship when I agreed to pose for sexy pictures and when I
had first masturbated and then fellated my cute and very talented
little brother.

What had just happened in the basement though, that was crossing
a whole new threshold. We had both learned something about
ourselves that we had never suspected. I think we were both
scared by it too. 

It wasn't that I was afraid that he would hurt me. I knew he
wouldn't. But what we had just learned about ourselves, and each
other, was not just that we were typically horny teenagers and we
liked sex. This was different. This was a peek into a dark room
that we didn't expect. I think that we both wanted to talk about
it, but couldn't. Maybe later, when we had had time to digest
what had happened. But not now, I couldn't think about it right
now. 

We cycled through all of the bondage pictures. That was the first
time I had called them that in my mind. When we had stared at
length at each and every one of the bondage pictures I sat
quietly beside Tyler, still holding his cock in my hand. I felt
like I couldn't breathe normally until we had finished with them
and he started going through the first set of pictures that we
had taken at my dressing table. And then I couldn't wait any
longer.

I pushed my chair out of my way and dropped down and took his
cock back into my mouth eagerly. His cock was totally covered in
lube. He had been just as turned on as I had, if not more. 

No, not more, I had been so excited that it had scared me.

He came quickly and he hardly paused at all before he pushed me
over onto my back gently. I lay there on the soft carpet and he
spread my legs and he began lapping up the moisture from my
thighs. I was just as wet has he had been and it took him a long
time to clean my thighs.

He stretched out on his stomach with his mouth over my pussy and
he reached up and cupped my breasts in his hands. He began to eat
me so hard it almost hurt. And it was just what I needed. I
reached down to hold his hands against my breasts and he suddenly
released my breasts and held my wrists firmly in his hands. 

I don't know how he knew it, or even if he knew it on a conscious
level, but it was just the right thing to do. I struggled feebly
against his grip while I ground my pussy firmly against his mouth
and started swearing for just a moment before I began to cum like
I had never cum before. 

The next thing I knew he was holding my head in his arms and
patting my cheeks and saying, "Mya! Wake up! Are you alright?"

I opened my eyes and realized that I had cum so hard I had passed
out.

I reached up and held his hand and brought it to my lips and
kissed it lovingly. We stared into each other's eyes for a long
time then. Neither of us spoke. I realized that I loved my
brother so much it hurt my heart. And I saw in his eyes that he
felt just the same way about me.

Suddenly I was crying and he held me close and kept saying
softly, "Don't cry Mya. I can't stand to see you cry! What's
wrong? Please, tell me what I did!"

I pulled back and said, "You stupid shit! I'm crying because I
love you so much. Don't you know anything?"

I finally calmed down and I saw his underwear lying nearby. He
had brought his school clothes in after our shower when he came
to get his camera equipment and just dropped them by his desk.
Boys!

I picked his shorts up and dried the tears that were burning my
eyes. I noticed the slightly sweaty, masculine scent of his
underwear. I had been doing his laundry for a long time and I had
never noticed that before. It was kind of exciting.

I finally sat up and leaned against the end of his desk. He
rolled over on his side and propped his head up on his hand and
we stared at each other in silence for a few minutes. After a
brief silence I asked, "Who can you get?"

He was caught off guard. He looked confused at first. But then he
realized what I meant. Who did he trust to take pictures and
movies of our afternoon orgies?

He said, "You won't like it. But he is someone I can trust to
keep his mouth shut."

As soon as he told me I wouldn't like it I knew who he was
referring to. He could only be referring to Ken, his best friend.
The kid and his family had been the first, after our family, to
move into this area. His parents had bought the waterfront lot
next to ours and their house had been the next after ours to be
built. 

Ken was Tyler's age and they had immediately become best friends.
Aside from all of the other things that they had in common, they
both loved photography. Ken wasn't as good as Tyler. Very few
people were. In my opinion not even professional photographers
were as good as my talented little brother. But they were both
very much into it.

I guess Ken wasn't so bad. He kind of creeped me out. It seemed
like whenever he was over here he was staring at me, especially
if we were out back in the pool. I had said something to Tyler
about it a couple of times but Tyler just smiled and said, "Hell,
you can't blame him can you? You didn't buy those bikinis to be
ignored."

We had that discussion a few times and it always ended the same.
I smiled at Tyler, gave him the finger and walked away.

He was right though. I did like being looked at. I did dress to
attract attention. I don't know why it bothered me when Ken
stared like that. I guess it was because he was so open about it.
Or maybe it was because he seemed so needy.

I finally said, "I'll have to think about it."

I didn't have to think about it though. I knew I was going to do
it.

Tyler nodded and got up and went to the bathroom.

I checked the time and saw that it was only a little after six.
Our parents almost never got home before nine on the nights that
they worked late.

When Tyler came back I said, "Let's put something on and go
downstairs. I'll fix something to eat and then we can watch the
DVD on the big screen in the den."

He said, "That all sounds good except for the part about you
putting clothes on."

I chuckled and said, "I agree. But we are taking enough of a
chance watching that movie downstairs. I would hate to have to
explain to mom and dad why I was naked and watching a movie of
you and me having sex."

He said, "Yeah, I know. But damn, I love the way you look right
now."

I smiled and said, "I like the way you look too. I love your cock
Tyler. It's the only one I've ever seen, but I think it's
beautiful."

He blushed and said, "I never thought of cocks as being all that
attractive. Not like the way naked women are beautiful. I guess I
don't have to worry about turning gay."

I sat up and he jumped to his feet and helped me up. I was
surprised to find that for the first few seconds my head was
spinning. That had been one hell of an orgasm!

I headed for the bathroom to wash up but when I got to the door
of his room I turned and said, "Talk to Ken."

Then I went to the bathroom and washed up and tried to get rid of
the smell of sex. As I washed I thought back over the things that
we had done this afternoon. It had certainly been special. What
bothered me most was how badly I wanted to fuck my brother. I
know. That seems silly in light of the things we have already
done. But that one act, more than anything else seems wrong. 

I loved him for not trying. He knew how I felt and I guess he
felt the same way. But I knew that he wanted to do it too. If he
tried, especially when I was worked up during one of those photo
shoots, I would let him. He probably knew that too. So I had to
really respect him for not trying.

I knew that I was going to have to get on birth control soon
though. One way or another I knew that I would be fucking
somebody before very long.

We got dressed and went downstairs. Neither one of us was really
hungry. I got out some cold cuts and we made a couple of
sandwiches and sat together quietly and ate. 

We were almost done when I leaned over and kissed his cheek. I
said, "You're a good brother."

He grinned and asked, "What was that for?"

I said, "I love you. You know you could fuck me when I get hot
like that. And I know that you want to. But you know how I feel
about that and you don't try. I know how hard it is for you not
to take advantage of me when I am like that and I appreciate
it."

He leaned down and kissed me lightly and said, "I love you too. I
love that you let me take these pictures and I appreciate the
fantastic blowjobs. You're right. I would love to fuck you. You
are the hottest girl I know. I don't doubt that you are the
hottest girl I will ever know. I will go as far as you will let
me. But I know you trust me and I don't ever want to lose that."

We finished our sandwiches and were cleaning up and putting
things away when Tyler asked, "What about Ken?"

At first I didn't know what he was asking. But then it hit me.
When I had envisioned some anonymous cameraman the idea of how
horny he was going to get recording what Tyler and I were doing
didn't occur to me. In my mind he had not even been a real
person, just a magical camera operator I suppose.

Now it was about to become a reality and it wasn't some nameless,
faceless person any longer. It was Ken, a kid that couldn't stop
staring at me and sometimes creeped me out. I would be under no
obligation to provide him with the same kind of relief that I had
been gladly providing to Tyler.

But would I want to? I had begun to wonder what other cocks
looked like, and what they tasted like. I had agreed to let Tyler
bring him into this and as soon as I made that decision I had
realized that I was looking forward to it. I was turned on by the
idea of him watching me undress and seeing my breasts and my
pussy and my ass. I certainly knew that he had the hots for me.
He couldn't take his eyes off of me when he was here. But he
wasn't just going to see me naked. He was going to film us. He
was going to take pictures when I was having sex with Tyler. 

I realized that Tyler was right though. Of all the boys we knew,
Ken was the only one that we could trust to keep his mouth shut.
But did I really want to let him have sex with me? I had wondered
what it would be like with other boys, but Ken?

Tyler was waiting for an answer. I wasn't sure how I felt though.
I shrugged and said, "I don't know Tyler. I'll have to see how it
goes, how I feel at the time. I'm not ruling it out. You think I
should, don't you?"

He said, "We both know that you like showing off as much as I
like looking at you. It turns you on. I get turned on looking.
I'm curious. I think it would be hot to see you doing it with
him. And if we did something about birth control..."

There was a pause and I realized that I didn't have any doubts
about how I felt about that. I said, "I don't think I want to
lose my virginity with Ken. I may get turned on and suck his
cock. I'm curious to see what it's like with other guys. But I
don't think I'll want to fuck him. Maybe it's all the hype, but
that's supposed to be something special."

"I think I should do that with someone who is special to me, like
you are. I really wish I could do it with you. But there is just
something about fucking my brother that gives me the creeps. I
may change my mind when the time comes. But looking at it
rationally from a distance I can't see myself letting him fuck
me."

"Don't make any promises when you invite him to join us."

We sat on the couch and started the DVD. As soon as it started I
reached over and slid my hand down into his shorts and took his
still soft cock into my hand. I enjoyed the sensations as it
quickly got very hard. It was exciting the way it kind of woke up
and grew long and hard then began to throb as we watched the DVD.


We watched as Tyler moved all around and took pictures of me
while I pretended I was all alone in my room. In the last couple
of days I had developed a whole new appreciation for how sexy a
girl looks in her underwear. Tyler's sexy photographs were really
exciting. But watching the way he moved around me and took the
pictures, and seeing his hard on and the look in his eye that was
more than lust when he looked at me, it was all such a turn on.

It got better when I moved over to the bed and started posing
again. Watching him guide me into different positions and seeing
how much my sexy body and erotic poses were affecting him and
watching us work together like that to make those sexy pictures
was raising the level of eroticism to a whole new level. 

Watching from the same camera angle without the close-ups and
without moving around to capture the scenes from more
advantageous angles just made it that much more clear to both of
us that we needed a cameraman.

I glanced at the time and it looked like we had just enough time
to put that DVD away and let me take care of that hard cock I had
created in Tyler's pants. I got up and took the DVD out and shut
everything off and said, "Come on bro. We need to hurry if I'm
going to drain you one last time before mom and dad get home. You
can't let them see you like that."

We hurried upstairs and he took the DVD from me and put it
somewhere safe. When it was hidden I pushed him over to his bed
and pulled is shorts off and took him into my mouth. 

I moved up and down his shaft slowly and savored the taste of him
and the excitement of having a hard cock in my mouth. At the
bottom of each stroke I could see that last inch and a half or
two inches of cock that I couldn't quite cram in my mouth. It was
very frustrating. I kept stretching my lips out and now that I
had gotten used to doing this I didn't seem to have a problem
with gagging anymore so I pressed the head of his cock against
the back of my throat as far as I could. 

We both got a big surprise when the head of his cock suddenly
slipped right into the entrance to my throat. When it happened he
groaned in pleasure and exclaimed, "AH FUCK ME!" 

It scared me at first, but I soon realized that I hadn't hurt
anything and although it was a little difficult I could breathe
just fine through my nose. I took a lot of satisfaction from
having my lips stretched around the very base of his cock like
that.

Tyler found it pretty satisfying too. He grabbed my hair and
swore again and then he tensed up and I felt him shooting his cum
right down my throat!

When he was finished cumming he shuddered and gently lifted my
head free. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Jesus Mya! That
was amazing! How did you do that?"

I looked up and grinned a little sheepishly. I said, "It was an
accident. I was just trying to get your cock in my mouth all the
way."

"Did it hurt?" he asked.

I shook my head and said, "No, not really. It scared me."

We were about to trade places so that he could return the favor
when we heard my parents coming in from the garage. Tyler
hurriedly put his shorts back on and I went to the bathroom and
rinsed my mouth out. Then we went downstairs.

We greeted our parents and sat with them while they had a glass
of wine and relaxed for a few minutes. They had eaten at the
office and were just relaxing a little before going to bed. It
was a few minutes past our bedtime but we hadn't seen them much
lately so we sat with them and talked for a little while.

There wasn't much going on in our lives right now. At least there
was nothing that we could tell them about. They talked a little
about work. The things that they said didn't mean much to us
until they said that in a month or two, after the upgrading was
finished, they were going to start looking for a plant manager.
Once they found the right person for the job they expected to
start coming home at normal times and even taking holidays.

A few days ago Tyler and I would have been ecstatic about that. I
am embarrassed to say that now we had mixed emotions. We kept
them to ourselves though. 

We finally said goodnight and went to bed a half hour later than
normal. I took a shower and got ready for bed and after Tyler
took his shower he came in to say goodnight to me. I was already
in bed and he bent over and kissed me. 

I thought that was sweet, but it turned out that he had a
surprise in store for me. While I had been taking a shower he had
tied a length of rope to the each of the four corners of my bed.
After he kissed me he said, "Open your mouth Mya."

I suppose because I had become so accustomed to following his
instructions over the last two days I opened my mouth without
thinking. He grinned and shoved the damp red panties I had been
wearing this afternoon into my mouth. 

I was shocked. But before I could react he sat on my stomach and
he quickly pulled up the ropes he had fastened to the head of my
bed and secured my arms over my head. I didn't struggle though. I
knew he wouldn't hurt me and I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt
that he was doing this for me, not to me. I watched as he slid
down my body and pulled me down, drawing the ropes around my
wrists tight and stretching my arms out. 

He reached under my bed and pulled out more rope and secured my
legs to the feet of my bed, leaving me totally helpless. He
roughly tore my pajamas to shreds, leaving them hanging off my
exposed body so that it looked like a rape scene. He reached
under my bed again and pulled his camera out and started taking
pictures. 

I struggled vainly then. I wasn't struggling because I wanted to
get free though. I was struggling so that the camera would catch
the full effect of the rape scene that Tyler had created. I could
picture it in my mind and I couldn't wait to see the
photographs.

He filled up the data card in his camera and set it down. Then he
knelt on the floor at my feet and bent down and kissed my toes.
He kissed each toe in turn and then he took several of them into
his mouth and sucked them like little cocks. I was surprised at
how erotic it was. 

He began to slowly lick and kiss his way up my widespread legs to
my throbbing pussy and when he finally reached it he kissed all
around it. I was struggling again, groaning into my gag and
trying to beg him to lick me there. He knew what I wanted but he
continued to tease me for several minutes before he began to
slide his tongue through my dripping wet slit.

It was amazing. The ropes, the gag, the shredded pajamas, the
feeling of helplessness, even though I trusted Tyler completely
the excitement of being trussed up like this was overwhelming. I
soon came to realize that it was a good thing that he had gagged
me. I began to scream and I couldn't have controlled it. In fact,
I was totally out of control. I came and I came and I came, one
violent orgasm after another.

I didn't pass out this time. I came close though. He finally took
pity on me and stopped. He rested his head on my sopping wet
mound and kissed my thigh and whispered, "I love you Mya."

He moved down to untie my ankles and then he untied my wrists.
All the while I was crying like a baby. He stood over me and
gently removed the panties from my mouth and used them to dab the
tears from my eyes. 

I reached up and pulled him down on top of me and held him tight
and we kissed passionately. Then I held him in my arms and said,
"I love you Tyler. I love you so much. Thank you for this. You
are so sweet."

He smiled and said, "God Mya, wait until you see those pictures
tomorrow. You looked so fucking not!"

I knew it too. I couldn't wait. 

He finally struggled to his feet and gathered up his ropes and
his camera and quietly said, "Goodnight Mya."

He turned to leave and I said, "Goodnight Tyler." Then I said,
"You owe me a pair of pajamas you freak!"

He laughed and went back to his bedroom.

I knew that my parents wouldn't be coming up to say goodnight so
I left my shredded pajamas on. They were pretty exciting. Just
before I went to sleep I realized that before I got married I was
going to have to make sure that my future husband was good at
tying knots. This was not something I could give up.

The next day was Friday. It was a normal day, unless you consider
the fact that we now rode to school with our hands on each
other's genitals. I thanked Tyler again for being so creative and
imaginative last night. I had really enjoyed it.

It wasn't until we started home after school that the excitement
level started ramping up. As soon as I pulled out onto the
highway Tyler said, "I talked to Ken."

All of a sudden I noticed that it was a little harder to breathe
and my heart was beating faster.

I waited for him to continue. The little bastard was teasing me.
He knew I was dying for him to tell me what happened, what they
had said.

I finally had to ask. "How much did you tell him?"

He said, "Not much. I told him that I had found a girl that was
willing to pose for us. I didn't tell him who she was. He is
coming over as soon as he gets home and picks up his camera and a
couple of lenses."

"He has no idea it's me or that there is a chance I might do more
than pose? And he doesn't realize that we want him to take
pictures of us together of course, since he doesn't know it's me.
The poor little bastard is going to have a heart attack you
know."

Tyler chuckled and said, "He tried to find out who it was but I
didn't tell him. His only other concern was that you not be home.
He thought you would be mad if you found out."

I said, "That kid has been staring holes in my clothes since we
met him. I'm not sure he will be able to handle this."

Tyler said, "He has always had the hots for you, but you can't
blame a guy for that. I even thought you were the hottest girl I
knew and guys just don't think like that about their sisters. I
never even considered having sex with you. Not even when I
finally got up the nerve to ask you to pose for me."

I laughed and said, "You didn't get up the nerve to ask me. I had
to force it out of you. But I know what you mean. I never
imagined that we would have this kind of relationship. Hell, I'm
not even sure what kind of relationship this is!"

We tried to decide how best to break this to Ken. By the time we
got home we had decided that I would wait in my room and when Ken
came over Tyler would bring him to my room and just take over and
start telling me what he wanted me to do. 

The first thing we had to do when we got home was rush to Tyler's
room and check out the pictures of me tied to my bed last night.
He booted up his computer and I stood behind him and slowly
undressed. 

I wanted to take a quick shower before Ken got here. We had a
little time because Ken rode the bus and wouldn't be home for
another half an hour. I dropped my clothes on the back of Tyler's
chair as I undressed and he turned to watch me as his computer
booted up.

I was down to my bra and panties when he said, "I love watching
you take your clothes off. You are so fucking sexy."

As I removed my bra he was sliding his hand up my thigh and
teasing my pussy through my panties. He asked, "Are you excited?
Does having another guy watch you pose in your underwear and then
in the nude turn you on as much as it does me?"

I smiled and said, "I should probably be coy and act like it
doesn't. But with all the dirty little secrets you already know
about me that would be silly, wouldn't it? Yes, it turns me on.
At first I thought it would be better if it was going to be
anybody else but Ken. But I was thinking about it today at school
and now I think that I am glad it is Ken. We should be able to
control him and you are sure that you can trust him. Yes Tyler.
I'm excited. Isn't that awful?"

I was naked now and Tyler leaned forward and rested his chin
between my breasts and looked up at me with love in his eyes.
"No," he said. "That isn't awful at all. I have been thinking
about what we were going to do this afternoon all day too. For
all the education I got today I might just as well have stayed
home."

He paused and said, "Do you know what I really want for my
birthday?"

His birthday was in November and since he was going to be sixteen
we had speculated that he would be getting a car of his own. He
had already completed the same driving school that my parents
sent me to.

I put my arms around him and smiled down and said, "You've
changed your mind about the 911?"

He smiled and said, "No, I still want the Porsche. But there is
one thing I would rather have. I wish that someone would tell me
that I was adopted."

I laughed and said, "No baby. It's better this way. Now you can
find a nice girl that loves you and settle down someday, and we
can have each other on the side until we are too fucking old to
play anymore. Isn't it so much more fun when it's so wrong?"

He looked confused then and after a minute he asked, "Then why
don't you want to let me fuck you?"

Hmmm, he got me on that one! I thought about it for a minute and
said, "Good question. I'll think about it in the shower. Do you
really want to fuck me that bad?"

He laughed and said, "Christ Mya. I'm a fucking guy! What do you
think?!"

I laughed and we turned our attention to his computer. He had
already downloaded the pictures and he went to the file and
double clicked on the first one.

We had created a lot of very hot pictures in the last two days.
They were all very large, very clear, very erotic photographs.
These were different. I mean they were well done and explicit.
They were very professional. But as I looked at them I remembered
what I had been feeling and thinking last night as I was tied to
my bed and helpless and they captured that helplessness
perfectly.

Tyler pulled me down into his lap and we went through the
pictures slowly. The red panties he used for a gag stood out. It
had been the perfect choice. The way I had struggled, stretching
my muscles and tendons as I genuinely fought the ropes was caught
perfectly. 

Tyler's hand moved over my stomach and up to my breasts as we
went through the pictures. Every once in a while he would dip
down and kiss or lick my nipple. I was ignoring his touch, though
it felt very nice. 

I was staring in total fascination at the sexiest pictures ever.
I knew that we would have to do more of these. A lot more! 

When we got to the last picture I turned around and kissed Tyler
and asked, "Why did you tie me up that first time? You couldn't
have known how it would affect me. I didn't know! Is it something
that you have been interested in or just an inspiration out of
the blue?"

He said, "I have seen some bondage pictures in photography
magazines. I am embarrassed to admit it, but I really thought
they were exciting. I guess I'm more of a freak than I thought I
was. When we were in the garage yesterday and I took the gag
pictures of you on the hood of the truck and saw you tied up like
that...it just hit me. I wanted to try it. I hadn't planned it.
My first thought was to tie you to your bed or some other piece
of furniture upstairs. But then I thought of the unfinished
section of the basement. I always got a kind of a dungeon feel
from it. It just kind of all came together."

He continued to explain, "I was getting so fucking hot while I
was tying you up down there. But when I saw how excited you were,
shit, I almost came on your legs when I was tying you up!"

He was quiet for a moment and then he said, "I guess I really
like that kinky shit. It makes it so much hotter that you do too.
But I would never hurt you, you know that don't you?"

I held his face in my hands and looked into his adoring eyes and
I said, "There was never any question of that Tyler. I trust you
completely. And besides, for the sake of authenticity, maybe you
don't need to be so careful every time."

I leaned down and kissed him and then got up and went to take a
shower. On the way out I turned back and said, "I'll be waiting
in my room after my shower. I'll have my robe on. Once Ken gets
here you are in charge."

I put my school clothes in the hamper and grabbed my robe and
went to the bathroom. As I stood in the shower and soaped my body
up the pictures we had taken flashed through my mind. I didn't
really need it but I was getting really primed for what was about
to happen. And I didn't even know what that was.

I dried off and brushed my teeth and my hair and put my robe on.
I went to my room and sat at my desk. As I waited for Tyler and
Ken I imagined what was going to happen. I pictured Ken's face
when he found out the girl posing for him was going to be me. 

I was just about to be in exhibitionist heaven. I wondered if it
would be much more exciting with two boys watching me and
enjoying the sight of my naked body. They would be able to watch
me and watch each other satisfy their lusts on my body. 

Just before my door opened and they came in I had a fleeting
thought. How much more exciting would it be if there were a lot
of boys?

I looked up when my door opened and they walked in. We should
have had the movie camera pointed at Ken's face. His expressions
as they flitted across his face were hilarious. First there was
disappointment when he saw me and realized that Tyler had been
messing with his mind.

Ken looked embarrassed and turned on Tyler and said, "Man, this
isn't funny!"

He looked really mad. He was holding his camera and his camera
bag and expecting to see a girl that was willing to pose for some
seminude and nude pictures. That had been all he expected. He
didn't come here to have sex or anything. Just to take pictures.
Not that he wasn't looking forward to seeing his first nude girl,
but that really wasn't the reason he was here.

He was too embarrassed to look at me. He was convinced that this
was a joke at his expense. He was looking at Tyler when he said,
"I'm sorry to bust in on you Mya. Tyler has been...I gotta go."

Tyler reached his arm up and blocked Ken's path and said, "Mya,
put the black bra and panties on and get ready."

I stood up and said, "Yes Tyler."

Ken stopped struggling to leave and turned around to look at me
in shock. His jaw dropped so far I was afraid he would dislocate
it as I untied the belt on my robe and slipped it off my
shoulders. 

Tyler started taking pictures as soon as I took off my robe. I
casually placed it on my chair and walked across the room to my
dresser. I picked up the panties and glanced back to see Ken
still staring in shock. 

I smiled and said, "Ken, don't you want to take my picture?"

He said, "Mya! What's gotten into you?! Is this for real?"

I said, "I'm naked Ken. Tyler is taking my picture. How much more
real do you want it?"

He dropped his camera bag and brought his camera up to his eye
and started taking pictures. I saw the bulge in his pants for the
first time and smiled. I didn't have any more doubts. I was going
to taste him too.

I turned back and ignored the boys and the cameras and just as if
I were getting ready for school in the morning I casually stepped
into my sexy little black bikini panty. I stood up straight and
looked into my dresser mirror. My hands smoothed the panty over
my ass and snugged it tight into my crotch. I turned as if to see
the way my ass looked in the mirror. They got some good pictures
of my tight panties and bare breasts. 

I turned back and picked up the bra. I slipped the straps over my
shoulders and fitted the cups to my breasts and reached between
my breasts to close the clasps. I straightened the straps and
then turned back and faced my two photographers.

Tyler said, "Okay Mya, get on the bed and go through the poses
again."

I moved over to my bed and got down on my hands and knees and
assumed the first pose that he had shown me in his figure study
book. He didn't photograph me though. He stepped back and Ken
began taking picture after picture while Tyler stood back and
took pictures of Ken taking pictures of me in my underwear. 

I saw him back there and realized what he was doing and a shiver
of excitement went through me. I could almost feel the intensity
of Ken's eyes on my body.

After a few minutes I got up on my knees and removed my bra and
began to pose again. I moved through the poses from the book and
some of the poses that Tyler and I had come up with that we
thought were good until Ken said, "I have to change memory
cards."

I sat up on the side of my bed and watched Ken fumble with a new
card and once it was in place Tyler said, "Mya, it looks like Ken
has the same problem I always get when you pose for me. Why don't
you help him out?"

I smiled and said, "Certainly Tyler."

I stood up and slipped my panties off and went to Ken and pulled
him over to my bed. I turned him around and dropped to my knees.
Ken watched in disbelief as I unfastened his pants and pulled
them down to his ankles. He had a very nice cock. It was slightly
larger than Tyler's but they were very similar.

I pushed him down on the bed and pulled his pants and sandals
off. I pushed his legs apart and said, "You have a very nice
cock, Ken. You don't mind if I suck it for you do you? You look
so uncomfortable with that thing all cooped up in your pants."

I didn't wait for his answer. I didn't expect him to say no. I
leaned down and kissed his cock and he groaned loudly. There was
no doubt in my mind that I was the first person to touch him
there. That first touch by a member of the opposite sex was still
fresh in my mind. After all, I was still new at this too. It was
exciting to be his first.

I licked his cock and then took it into my mouth and slowly slid
my lips down his thick, sensitive shaft. He leaned his head back
and closed his eyes and groaned loudly. I was distracted briefly
by Tyler getting some close-ups, but then I devoted my attention
to Ken. 

I didn't think he would last long. I knew how exciting it was. I
was right. It was over so quickly that it caught me off guard. He
suddenly started to quiver and I felt my mouth filling with cum
again. 

I had gotten used to the taste of Tyler's cum. I had wondered if
all guys tasted the same. I had my answer. I was pleasantly
surprised to find that Ken's cum was very mild tasting. There was
none of the bleachy taste that Tyler's cum had. I wondered what
made the difference, but mainly I concentrated on not spilling
any of it.

I waited until he was finished and I swallowed carefully. I knew
how sensitive his cock was at that moment. I didn't take my mouth
away though. I rested my head on his stomach and held his cock in
my mouth for a few minutes. I knew he would be able to go again
right away.

He was lying on my bed gasping and every once in a while I heard
a quiet, "Oh my god!" 

My tongue began to explore his cock again and when I was sure
that he was ready I reached my hand up and cupped his balls
gently and started sucking. I heard Tyler moving around and I saw
out of the corner of my eye that he was using the movie camera
now. 

I also saw the huge wet spot in his pants. He was long past ready
for a blowjob from his big sister. But first I wanted to give Ken
another one. The first one had hardly taken any time at all.

I smiled into the camera when Tyler got right down in my face. I
stopped sucking and licked his cock and balls as if they were
candy. I didn't wait too long before taking him back into my
mouth though. It was obvious that he wasn't going to last much
longer the second time than he had the first time.

I started sucking a little more forcefully and just before he
came I managed to force the head of his cock into my throat. He
didn't swear or call out. He just exploded! I hurriedly brought
my lips back up to the tip of his cock and used my hand to finish
him off.

His cum was just as mild and pleasant the second time! I was
going to have to look into this. I lifted my head and smiled at
Ken and swallowed his cum. I said, "Ken, your cum is delicious!
We are going to have to do this more often."

He dropped his head back onto my pillow and just groaned.

I glanced at my alarm clock. This was going to be an early day
for my parents. They would be home between six and six thirty. It
was almost five now.

I nudged Ken and he looked up. When I had his attention I said,
"Ken, would you take over the video camera from Tyler and let me
take care of him? He is really suffering, and I am going to need
a little relief too. So we have to hurry because this is an early
day for my parents."

He struggled to his feet and took the camera. He looked around
for his clothes but I said, "You can get dressed when we are done
Ken." 

He nodded and started recording while I got up and led Tyler to
my bed. He pulled me close and said, "You are so beautiful!" 

He tried to kiss me but I turned my head and said, "You might
want to rethink that Tyler. I just sucked off your best friend."

He smiled and said, "What the fuck, it's just cum." Then he
turned my head back and kissed me lovingly.

I loved him anyway, but at that moment I loved him so much I
wanted to cry. 

As we kissed I reached down and struggled with his pants. They
finally fell and I knelt to pull his underwear down. There was a
huge wet spot over his cock. I guess he had really enjoyed the
show.

I kissed his cock through his shorts and then I put my mouth over
it and exhaled slowly. 

He gripped my head and exclaimed, "Fuck me!" 

I remembered that we didn't have a lot of time to play around
tonight and pulled his shorts down. His cock was hard and
throbbing right in my face. I licked it clean and then he sat
down on my bed and spread his legs. Over the last couple of days
he had begun to last a little longer. I had sucked him off a lot
and he was starting to get used to it. Not this time though. He
was so excited that he hardly lasted any longer than Ken. 

I realized that it wasn't their fault. They were young and what
we were doing was incredibly exciting. I was still disappointed
though. I really enjoy sucking cocks and I want it to last
longer. 

Oh well, maybe in a week or two they will be jaded enough that
they can last longer. 

I soon felt my mouth filling up with the third mouthful of cum
this afternoon and I tilted my head up and opened my mouth and
showed it to Ken and the camera before I swallowed eagerly.

Tyler was lying there now and panting. I checked the time and I
still had almost an hour, but I was going to need to take another
shower. I didn't want to cut it too close. 

I nudged him and asked, "Tyler, which one of you is going to eat
me now?"

Tyler looked at Ken and asked, "How about it Ken? Would you like
to eat her pussy? Or would you rather watch the master at work?"

Ken looked down at me and said, "Oh god yes! Mya, I would love to
eat your pussy. I've never done it. You'll have to tell me what
you want me to do."

I smiled up at him and said, "We have plenty of time Ken. Let me
get comfortable and then you can get comfortable and explore a
little and we'll just see how it goes. Hell, you might just be a
natural!"

He grinned and handed the camera back to Tyler and helped him up.
I stretched out on my rumpled bed and spread my legs and Ken sat
on the side of my bed and said, "First, I have to touch these. I
have watched you grow these tits for six years now. And yes, I
know that you knew that I was staring at you. I have always
thought that you were the sexiest and the most beautiful girl in
the world. I hated it that I made you nervous. But I couldn't
stop looking at you. Your breasts are just as beautiful as I
imagined them. I have to touch them.

He reached down and gently touched my breast. His hand was hot
and sweaty and he was so nervous that he was shaking. In a weird
way it was kind of touching. 

I smiled reassuringly at him and said, "That feels nice Ken. Take
your time." As he explored my breasts and teased my tender
nipples I reached down and held his cock, which was iron hard
again, in my hand. I didn't do anything but hold it though. I was
afraid he was going to cum all over my bedspread.

After a few minutes I said, "Why don't you kiss them Ken?"

He slid off the bed and leaned down and kissed my breasts and
after a minute I said, "Use your tongue now, and then suck on my
nipples for a few minutes."

He complied eagerly and he was clumsy but it felt pretty good.

I let him suck on my nipples for a few minutes and then I said,
"Okay Ken. We can do that more the next time. But I am so horny
and I really need to cum now."

He looked up and grinned and said, "Next time! Oh yeah!"

I smiled and he got up and moved into position between my legs.
As he was getting into position I told him to kiss me first. I
liked to be kissed on my upper thighs and around my pubic mound
and then he should use his tongue on my slit. 

He stared down at my pussy with his head just a foot above it.
The look of absolute love and devotion on his face was kind of
cute. But I was so horny now that I wasn't in the mood to be
patient. I dropped my head back on my pillow and said, "Okay Ken.
Please hurry. If I don't cum soon I'm going to go crazy!"

I felt him move and I could feel his breath on my pussy just
before his lips touched me. I shivered in excitement. I was about
to have my pussy eaten by the boy next door! 

He kissed my thighs without much feeling. It was pretty obvious
that he was as eager to taste my pussy as I was to have his
tongue inside of me. I knew this wasn't going to take long and I
realized that we would have more time to do this right when my
parents were working late. So I just relaxed and let go.

He quickly moved up and kissed my sensitive pubic mound and after
circling my moist slit once he kissed me right on the slit. I
groaned in excitement and I was aware enough to realize that I
was even more excited because of Ken's extreme excitement. I was
his first pussy! He was always going to remember this moment. 

That was pretty much my last lucid thought as his tongue licked
the juices from my tight slit and then began to drill its way
inside of me. He didn't know what he was doing but at this point
it didn't matter. I didn't last as long as he did when I sucked
him off a few minutes ago. I started screaming and pulling his
hair and lifting my ass off of my bed to press myself against his
lips.

It must have hurt like hell, the way I was pulling on his hair.
But dear, sweet Ken didn't stop. He kept licking and pressing his
lips against me and his nose was rubbing on my clit and I started
cumming over and over. For a virgin he did a damned good job and
I finally had to push him away.

I lay back and let my heartbeat return to normal. When I opened
my eyes Tyler was standing over me with the camera and still
filming. I smiled up at him and sat up. 

He finally put the camera down and I looked at my clock again. I
couldn't put it off any longer. I said, "Why don't you guys go
into your room Tyler and upload the pictures. I'll go rinse off
and join you there. If we have time I'll suck you both off one
more time before mom and dad come home."

I grabbed my robe and headed for the bathroom but stopped to
remind Tyler not to leave that disk in the movie camera. If our
parents saw that movie they would make a real dungeon out of our
basement.

I went to the bathroom and washed the smell of sex off of me. I
hurried back to my room and put on some loose clothes and then I
went to Tyler's room. 

Tyler and Ken were dressed and sitting in front of the computer
looking at the pictures we had taken in our first sessions. As I
walked in Ken was just saying, "Dude! You're out of your fucking
mind! You can't let old man Ford see these. It's okay to send
them to Lawrence. Hell, it's part of the assignment. But if you
let Ford find out you were taking nude pictures he would tell the
principal and the principal would call your parents and life as
you know it would be over."

Tyler said, "Yeah, I guess you're right. It's a shame though
isn't she..."

"Whoa! Stop it right there! Back it up man!" Ken interjected.

I walked over and stood behind them but Tyler moved his chair and
pulled me into his lap as he backed the pictures up. 

I smiled. He had just come to the set that was taken in the
basement as I hung from the ceiling beam. 

Ken exclaimed, "Jesus Christ Mya! Those are the hottest pictures
I have ever seen!"

I chuckled mischievously and said, "Show him the other set
Tyler."

Tyler smiled and backed out and opened the file with the pictures
of me tied down to my bed with my pajamas in shreds. He left each
picture on screen for a long time and we all stared at them. 

Ken just kept saying, "Holy shit!" under his breath, over and
over.

I looked at the time and I didn't really have enough time to do
it. But I had to. I slid off of Tyler's lap and pulled Ken's
chair back a little. He hardly noticed. 

I knelt at his feet and he realized what I was doing. He quickly
pulled his zipper down and struggled to pull his hard cock free.


I didn't want him getting caught with his pants down and I knew
this wouldn't take long so I didn't see any point in him getting
any more undressed than that. Before I took his cock into my
mouth and sucked him off for the third time today I turned to
Tyler and said, "Pull yours out too. I'm pretty sure that I have
enough time to suck both of you off before they get home."

It really turned me on that Tyler was watching me and getting
turned on by it. I was so glad that he had suggested that we
invite Ken. 

Ken was pretty happy about it too. He had just had two orgasms
not much more than half an hour ago. But I remembered how much
more exciting everything was that first time. It wasn't much less
exciting now, but that first time was special. He soon filled my
mouth with another load of cum and then moved out of the way so
that I could suck Tyler off again.

As I was taking Tyler's cock into my mouth, Ken got behind me and
reached up inside my loose shorts with one hand and began to
gently caress my pussy. His other hand came up under me and slid
up under my t-shirt and held and gently squeezed my breast. I
suddenly discovered a whole new dimension to sucking cocks! It
was something that I loved to do anyway. But with all that extra
stimulation it was even more exciting. 

As I moaned and shivered with pleasure I sucked eagerly on
Tyler's cock and for some reason my mind drifted back to that
earlier thought. What would it be like to be naked in front of a
lot of boys? I couldn't imagine a set of circumstances under
which I might experience that strange pleasure. But the image of
it in my mine and the cock in my mouth and the hands on my body
all came together and I came before Tyler did!

I was forced to stop what I was doing as my orgasm took control
of my body. I was still cumming when I heard my parents come into
the house from the garage. I didn't stop though. As soon as my
orgasm passed I took Tyler's cock back into my mouth and with the
sound of our parents moving around downstairs I sucked him off
one last time.

After I swallowed his cum I went to the bathroom and used some
mouthwash and brushed my hair out. Then I went back to his room
and we went downstairs. 

I kissed my parents with the mouth that had just given five
blowjobs. Ken said hello and goodbye and rushed home. I saw him
carrying his camera and camera bag and I hoped that Tyler had
remembered to erase his memory cards after he downloaded the
pictures. He may trust Ken but I knew that above all else Ken was
a boy. I didn't trust him not to show my pictures around or post
them somewhere on the internet if he was allowed to keep them.

While my parents were making a drink I suggested we call out for
pizza and they thought that sounded like a good idea. I wasn't
all that hungry and I didn't feel like cooking. Neither did mom.

Tyler called up and placed our standard pizza order and we sat
around the dining room table and talked for a while. Tyler seemed
to take a few minutes to settle down and pay attention. But after
he settled down we sat around and my parents suggested that we
play pinochle after we eat. Our parents had taught us to play
when we were much younger and we enjoyed it. We usually played
girls against boys. My dad was pretty good but mom and I won a
lot because Tyler had a bad habit of overbidding when he got a
mediocre hand. It was all in fun though and nobody got upset.

The next day was dedicated to yard work and housework. Our
parents could easily afford to hire people to do those things but
they felt it was necessary that we do them as a family. All but
the pool. We kept the leaves out of the pool but they hired a man
to come over and clean it and keep it up.

Tyler and I would have preferred that they hire people to do
everything but we had been doing these chores since we were old
enough and we understood why they made us do chores. I suppose we
even agreed that it was a good idea. 

I helped mom inside and Tyler and dad did the yard work. We have
a ten acre lot but only about two acres of it isn't allowed to
grow wild. A lot of those two acres are taken up by our large
pool and huge house and gigantic garage and driveway. 

I did the laundry and dusted upstairs and mom did the downstairs
and the family room in the basement. I cleaned our bathroom and
since I usually finished before she did I went down and cleaned
the downstairs bathrooms too.

We were all finished by around two that afternoon and mom and I
got cleaned up and went grocery shopping. While we were shopping
mom said, "I've been thinking. You guys have been doing well in
school and your father and I are really impressed with how
responsible you have been lately. Would you like it if we hired a
housekeeper and someone to do the yard work?"

My first response was to get all excited and scream hell yes! But
I caught myself in time and asked, "Not a live-in housekeeper.
That isn't what you mean is it?"

She looked at me and asked, "You don't want that?"

I couldn't tell her the real reason that I thought that was a bad
idea of course. I said, "No. I wouldn't like some stranger coming
in and living with us and lurking around the house. I think it
would be great if we hired someone to come in every Friday while
we are at work and in school and clean up. Then we could just do
what we want on weekends. We could do things together or Tyler
could work on his photography. I like that idea."

She thought about it and said, "You know, I think that sounds
better than my idea. I was just thinking that if we hired someone
to live in she could take over the cooking chores from you on our
late days."

I smiled and said, "I don't mind mom. I know a lot of girls in
school that couldn't cook a TV dinner if their lives depended on
it. Much less make a decent meal. I don't mind cooking. And it's
only two or three nights a week."

She decided that after due consideration she was more comfortable
with my plan than hers and it was agreed. Now we just had to find
someone.

The men were finished and showered when we got home and mom told
them what we had decided. Then she put dad to work making his
world famous hamburgers on the grill while we sat around the
pool. Yeah, money doesn't suck hardly at all.

That evening dad and Tyler were downstairs in the family room
watching a college football game that they had recorded earlier
and mom and I were in the kitchen. Mom was in a good mood and I
figured now was as good a time as any. I took a deep breath and
said, "Mom, we need to talk."

She froze. 

I laughed and said, "Relax mom. I'm not pregnant."

She grinned sheepishly and said, "Sorry Mya. You just sounded so
damned serious. It's something we worry about, especially with a
girl as beautiful, and let's be honest, headstrong, as you."

I did not think I was headstrong but I let that go.

I said, "You are on the right subject though. Can we talk quietly
and nobody gets upset?"

She looked at me for a moment and told me to sit down at the
kitchen table. She got two glasses out and poured us both a glass
of wine.

When she sat down and handed me one of them I was more than a
little surprised after all the lectures Tyler and I had received
on drugs and alcohol.

I picked up the glass and said, "Believe it or not, I have never
tasted alcohol before."

I saw that she believed me and seemed relieved and I added, "And
in case you are wondering, I am still a virgin."

That was technically true. My hymen was still intact.

I took a sip of the wine and tried not to make a face. I would
have preferred a glass of tea. But it did start to have a warming
effect on my stomach after a few sips and I was getting used to
the way that it tasted too. I guess it is an acquired taste, like
cum.

She waited for me to say something. I was nervous. I didn't have
any idea how she was going to take this. My parents weren't
prudes. We have always been able to talk about just about
anything. But I didn't know how she was going to react to this
and I didn't want to disappoint her.

I took one more sip and screwed up my courage and said, "Mom, I
didn't want to go behind your back. I want to get on the pill.
Before you panic, I'm not planning on doing anything. But I think
about it a lot lately. I can..., god this is hard to say to your
mother! I can imagine myself getting carried away someday. I have
only been out with a couple of guys since you let me start dating
and I promise you, neither of them has gotten to second base
even. But if it was the right guy, it could be a different ball
game."

I was a little surprised when she smiled at that. 

I continued, "I could go to the clinic and get a prescription. I
would rather not to that. I have always been honest with you.
Well, I'm not going to lie and say that I've never done anything
you don't know about, but I'm as honest as any kid is with their
parents."

I took another big sip of wine and said, "I don't want to
disappoint you or dad, but I think about sex a lot lately and
like I said, I could imagine a scenario where I do more than kiss
a boy."

I waited nervously for her response and I have to admit it wasn't
what I expected. She had tears in her eyes when she reached out
and put her arms around me and pulled me close. She held me tight
and said, "I'm so proud of you!"

No, that was definitely not the reaction I expected.

She let me go and sat back up and ran her hand down over my hair
and caressed my cheek. She was looking at me with a loving look
on her face that really had me worried. I expected a lecture on
the dangers of sex and a discussion about waiting until I was
older, much older.

Instead she said, "I'm so proud of you. It took a lot of courage
to do what you just did. I could never have told my mother that I
wanted to use birth control when I was sixteen. Hell, I couldn't
talk to her about it now!"

I smiled and said, "Your mother wasn't as cool as mine, mom."

She said, "You got that right. I still haven't had the nerve to
tell your grandmother that I'm not a virgin anymore."

I chuckled and she said, "I am so happy with the way you and
Tyler are growing up. You are so responsible. Your dad and I have
been worried that all the money would go to your heads. I think
we have done a pretty damned good job of raising you. Make an
appointment with the doctor. Like any other mother I would be
happy if my daughter would remain a virgin until she was well
into her twenties. But I am so proud of you for taking
responsibility and not going behind my back."

I thought about the things that we were doing behind her back and
was pretty embarrassed. But I figured that what she didn't know
wouldn't kill her.

After another sip of wine, which as it turns out really did seem
to steady my nerves, I asked, "Does dad have to know? I don't
want him to think...I don't want to disappoint him."

Mom smiled and said, "Actually dear, I think he would be
relieved. We have both worried about you. You are so beautiful,
so sexy. We were both afraid of you doing something foolish and
ruining your childhood. Though I guess you aren't much of a child
anymore, are you?"

I had to say, the talk had gone a lot better than I thought it
would. When it was over I actually felt a lot closer to my mother
than I had before. With the help of the wine we both opened up
quite a bit after that. We had a lengthy discussion about sex and
men and relationships. I even learned a lot about my mother's
past. There were questions I would have liked to have been able
to ask but they could have led to a discussion about the things
that Tyler and I were doing and I hadn't had anywhere near that
much alcohol. 

I would have liked to have been able to talk to her about the
feelings I got when I undressed and posed for Tyler and Ken. Even
more than that, I was concerned about the way I lost control when
I was tied up and helpless. I hadn't looked yet, but I was pretty
sure that when I started looking on the internet for that
information I was going to end up looking at a lot of porn. Not
that I minded the porn, I would really like some information on
the subject though.

I could just imagine talking to my mother about exhibitionism and
bondage. I may have been wrong, she was being pretty open. But I
was pretty sure that would cost me the keys to the Vette. 

We talked until about eight and then I went upstairs and with my
questions about my reactions to bondage fresh in my mind I went
snooping around on the net. I can't say that I didn't get an
education. I didn't find what I was looking for though. I'm not
saying it wasn't there. I wasn't looking for porn though. I was
looking for a discussion of what I had experienced. After wading
through porn site after porn site I got tired of it and gave up.
Hell, if I wanted to see porn I would rather look at my pictures
on Tyler's computer.

I gave up and sat on the edge of my bed. As I sat there I looked
around and thought about the things that had happened in here in
the last few days. The mental images were compelling and I ended
up wishing that Tyler would come upstairs so that we could look
at some of the pictures. 

It was still early but I decided to get ready for bed and read
for a while. I went to the drawer where I keep my pajamas. I
pulled it open and wedged in the back I spotted the remains of
the pair I had been wearing when Tyler tied me to my bed and
shredded them.

I pulled them out and held them up. I felt a shiver of excitement
as I remembered how exciting that night had been. I went over and
shut my door and undressed. I stepped into the tattered bottoms
and looked at myself in my mirror. What remained were just strips
of cloth that covered nothing. My pussy was exposed and when I
turned I saw that my ass was too.

But it wasn't just being exposed that made it so sexy to look at.
It was the way that they made me appear so helpless. I looked
like a victim.

I put the top on and the strips of cloth fell around my exposed
breasts with the same effect. I looked like the girls in some of
those pictures I had found on the internet a few minutes ago. I
looked like a helpless victim, the target of some big strong
male's lustful advances. 

I really liked the look.

End Part One

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