Teasing My Little Brother

Remembering back to my teenage years brings back a lot of fond memories but this is a part of my teenage days I shared with no one until now.

I think it really started back when I was about 15 and like most girls my age back then I had almost no sexual experience and eventually discovered masturbation almost by accident. It certainly wasn't something I did on a regular basis and never discussed with anyone.

It started one day when my brother JT (2 years younger) and I were walking home from the pool on a late summer afternoon and being a 10 minute walk like usual sometimes we'd stop along the way at any distraction we came across for a minute or so then continue on. Well, this particular day we came across a patch of clover in someone's yard and made mention of finding a four leaf clover for good luck and stopped in search of. It wasn't long in our search that for the first time in my life as I was bending over in the yard in my bikini top and shorts that I happened to look up to catch my 13 yr old brother looking down my top trying to position himself to get a better look !

At first I did the natural thing and made sure he couldn't see anything and before long we finally continued home. With these thoughts in my head of catching him and wondering what I should do about it..do the right thing and tell mom..confront him, or just let it slide, to which I finally decided to save embarrassment for everyone I'd just let it slide but I did wonder just how much he actually seen if anything. Once we got to the house I scrambled to the bathroom in front of the full length and  tried to duplicate my stance just to see what he seen. Now make no mistake I have never been called well endowed, in fact more the opposite, so at 15 I had little more than a few little bumps up there but I did notice that when I bent over like that it actually looked as if I had boobs...real boobs..and if I pushed them together with my arms..even more so..wow I think it actually hit me that I was becoming a young woman and as I stood in the mirror with different poses and states of undress I began to feel aroused and felt flattered that someone had noticed even if it was my 13 year old brother.

The next morning as usual my parents left for work and like any other day left my older sister in charge. She usually paid very little attention to us unless we were trying to kill each other and like most hot days got ready to walk to the pool but today armed with my new awareness everything seemed different, today I stood in front of the mirror getting into my bikini making a few slight adjustments trying to show off a little more skin and even at the pool I wasn't so quick to adjust my top as I got out of the water and leaving my bottoms tucked in my butt crack a little longer exposing my cute little butt cheeks to anyone that might notice. At the usual time we walked home but this time got in the house. I didn't rush to my room to change but wondered about the house in my bikini until I found JT watching TV and took the time to pick something up in front of where he was sitting then even pulled my arms in trying to give him a little better show before surrendering to my room to again admire myself naked in front of the mirror and again getting very aroused when I'd touch my boobs and ass until I thought I'd better get my shower before my parents came home. I got in with the water on and began soaping myself up when my hand slid between my legs when I swore a lightening bolt came out of the shower head..my knees got weak as I continued touching myself there.I had a pretty good idea what just happened and it felt wonderful but was suddenly brought back to earth with my sister banging on the bathroom door and then realizing that I was in there longer than usual.

From then on it became a secret game of mine to tease my little brother, anything from pretending to be asleep on the couch in my robe with a lot of leg showing, to bending over in front of him in a skimpy top just to see his reaction all while pretending I didn't have a clue what I knew what I was doing. Over the years it escalated to the point that when I came home from dates or just out with friends I would go to my room knowing our bedroom doors would be open because our bedrooms were on a second floor and without air conditioning it was always hot upstairs and also knowing if he was awake from his bed he could see in a corner of my room so in that corner I always chose to undress and get ready for bed. Depending on my mood sometimes maybe just down to my panties and sometimes totally naked but always kept my back to him then disappear behind a wall for a few then sometimes dart into view again totally nude to turn off the light giving him a split second view of everything.

On these nights it always resulted in me masturbating myself to sleep as I was sure he was too. The summer before I went off to college I think he finally realized that everything he had seen over the years wasn't totally by accident and he too started his own version by "accidentally" being caught naked sometimes by exiting the shower when he knew I was around or undressing in his room in clear view usually displaying a pretty impressive erection.

Looking back its funny how nothing was ever said but we both knew and enjoyed putting on a show for each other and will probably remain that way but I do wonder if he still thinks about those days and masturbates remembering them like I do.