Chapter 7, Caught Red Handed

The next morning I awoke with a start. Oh yeah, I couldn’t wait to see David. My parents always woke up early and were just getting ready to go to work and leave me home alone, as usual. Not that I minded. I’ve always liked being alone. You know, so I could do my own thing. And doing my own thing had taken on a whole new dimension.




Dad yelled up the stairs saying goodbye and for me to "behave" myself. I said I would and then I heard the car start up and leave. Ah, home alone! I jumped out of bed and hurriedly got dressed. I jumped down the stairs two at a time and hurried out to the kitchen. I looked out the kitchen window at David’s house and his family’s car was still in the driveway. “Shoot, they’re still home”, I said out loud. Might as well have breakfast, I thought. I got out the Cheerios and milk and started to eat while keeping a steady watch on their kitchen door.



Our houses were built by the same people using the same floor plan, so our houses were basically identical. It’s kind of cool in a way but a little weird. David’s sister was a year older than me. She used to like to spend time with me and would come over and play. One time she came over to the house and my Mom just sent her on up to my room. She knew exactly where to go, obviously. I wasn’t expecting her and I was still in bed dress only in my underwear. She came bursting into my room and jumped on my bed. Needless to say, I was thoroughly embarrassed and started yelling. I was so modest in those days. Anyway, I digress from the story.



Our kitchens were at the same end of our houses and I could sit at the table, look out the window and watch their back door. I choked on my food as I saw David’s parents come out the door and get into their black car. Seconds later they were gone. “Yes!” I gobbled down the rest of my breakfast and threw the dishes in the sink. Yeah, I know, but they didn’t break. And anyway, I would have to wash them before my parents got home from work. As I headed for the door, I saw David come flying out of his house and go out of sight as he headed around toward the front of the yard, hopefully coming over to meet me.



I ran out of the house and gave “our” special “shriek” to let him know I was outside and I heard his answering “shriek”. “Shriek” is the only way I can think of to describe what we did. Neither one of us could whistle. You know, the kind of whistle you do with two fingers between your lips. The kind you do when you want to get someone’s attention. So we came up with this kind of high pitched shriek that kind of sounded like one of those whistles. Stupid, right?



I ran around toward the front of my house and met David with a big grin on his face. “Well, did you do it?” we both asked at the same instant. We both answered, “yeah!”, again, at the same moment. We both started to talk at the same time. David said, “you go first”. So, I told him what I had done “In my room” after I had gone to bed. All the while David kept interrupting me with questions like “how big did it get? How long did it take? Did you shoot much?” You get the idea. So, after I got done telling him everything, I asked him what had happened with him and he proceeded to tell me the whole story. This is what happened in David's (and his sister's) bedroom the previous night. This the story according to David.


Our houses had three bedrooms. A master bedroom on the front and two smaller bedrooms in the back. The thing is, for some reason, David and his sister shared the same room. David had a little brother too but little Mike had his own room. I never did know why.



David told me he had done pretty much the same thing as me. He’d waited until he thought everyone was gone or occupied and headed up to his room. He scoped out the other rooms upstairs to be sure that everyone was downstairs or outside. He said he should have waited a while longer but he just couldn’t wait. So, he pushed the door to and went over to his bed, dropped his drawers, and proceeded to “try it out” as he put it. Well, it got hard like he hoped it would when suddenly his door burst open. He looked up and there stood his sister before he could move or do anything to hide his “willy” as he called it..


“What are you doing?” she asked with her eyes bugging out!



Nothing....... Go away!



His sister said, “No way, I’ve heard that boys did that with their “things”, “Can I watch?”



By this time “Willy” had shrunk up some because David was really embarrassed. He he strated to pull up his pants he said "forget it!" and told her to leave him alone.





She said “Aw come on, I won’t tell anyone, honest. We see each other naked all the time and I’ve seen your “little weewee” when it’s been sticking out before. We used to take baths together for crying out loud, what’s the big deal? C'mon! Please??”



David didn’t know what to else to do and said earnestly, “You better not tell anyone and don’t you dare laugh!”. She promised she wouldn’t. She turned around, pushed the door shut and came over and sat beside him on the bed. “Backoff, not so close!”, he said.



He told me that he really didn’t want to “do it” with her there but she had already caught him with a stiff “you know what” in his hand. And she was right, they had seen each other naked almost on a daily basis and she had seen him with a “woody” before. He decided to go ahead and do it anyway. His sister didn’t say another word as she watched him stroke his penis back to life but when it started to get longer and bigger, get shiny on the end and start oozing, she said, “doesn’t it hurt when your doing that?”. David told her to be quiet. A couple of minutes later, he felt his stomach tighten as his penis felt like it was going to explode. And suddenly, it did. He groaned as his penis jumped in his hand as it shot his “stuff” right over the top of his pants and land on his sneakers.



His sister said, “WOW!”, “Holy Shit!”



David sat there on his bed, looked over at the astonished look on his sister’s face, and weakly wiped the sweat off his face with his arm. He looked down at his dripping penis and said, “Wow is right and don’t you EVER dare tell anyone!”