I Don't Know What Will Happen Next

I have not had a lot of experience with boys and never allowed anyone to go too far. But for at least a year I have been masturbating when I get home after being out with a boy and gotten excited. I do it by laying on my bed with my pillows propping me up and my legs bent at the knees and spread. I take off all my clothes and put just a little lotion on my hands. I just rub the outside of my pussy and upwards to the spot on the top and do this very gently for a long time. When I feel I am ready I just slide my finger inside very gently and massage. I hold a towel bunched between my legs with my other hand and that catches the rush of fluid that comes out very fast when I get to that point. I try to be quiet but sometimes I make a kind of yelping sound when the gush comes and it is hard for me to control that.

That is a problem because my brother has a bedroom next to mine and we can hear a lot through the walls. For example I know for sure that for a long time whenever his friend Scott comes over at night they have been doing things together. I am sure they masturbate each other because I can hear the rhythm of them when and sometimes I can hear what they whisper, things like 'shoot over my dick' so I know what is going on. Listening to this one night got me to want to masturbate while they were doing it so I did, and as I got more into it I decided to let myself get louder. The noises in the next room stopped and I could tell they were listening. I was a little embarrassed but it got me even more excited that they could hear and so I made all the more noise and was really feeling good.

Scott by the way is very good looking and a year older than me. I have seen him without a shirt many times and he has a beautiful body and already has some blond chest hairs and muscle development. Then they went back to what they were doing and Scott started to talk in a normal voice not a whisper and was saying a whole lot of sex talk like, 'my dick feels so good', or 'rub my dick', and finally like, 'I'm ready to shoot', at which point he made very loud groans and almost shouted. I was by then masturbating myself with my fingers inside, faster and deeper and harder than I ever did, and was covered with sweat and trembling all over. I was using both hands, one with the fingers inside me and the other rubbing and squeezing my titties. Then I shot out so much juice so quick with no towel there and my bed was soaked. The story doesn't end there because a few days later Scott asked me to go to a movie with him. I couldn't go then but I agreed we would go another time. That hasn't happened yet, but I am wondering what will happen then, and if we will talk about the other night.