What Does It Feel Like? //Prologue
Poppy had never been very sociable, especially around boys. Her mother had always pegged her for a socialite, but a romantic? Not a chance. It's why Poppy spent so much time with her younger brother, Todd, and not other guys her age. They never did mesh as kids, nor did they ever learn to share, but as rebellious young teens it seemed that for the first time they got along, sharing the same problems and working through them, together.Todd, who had always dragged behind Poppy like an outdated trend, had good reason to resent his sister. She was smart, kind and likable. But, Todd was lonely and frustrated, transitioning quickly into puberty. There was jealousy and anger, but there was something else too, a new feeling.Somehow, Todd could feel that he was different. He knew the other boys had the feeling too, but not nearly as often or as strongly as he did. Todd tingled and drooled over girls he could never muster the courage to talk to. Unfortunately for him, he drooled in more ways than one. Todd's cute sack had always been on the large side, cradling two fuzzy orbs that were much bigger than anything he'd ever glimpsed in the changing rooms. His production however, was that of a small factory, and it was becoming a real struggle to keep his undies clean of precum. In fact, he was lucky if his pants weren't left a soggy, gooey mess come morning. All this, and Todd had never been hard in his life.He recalled hiding in the bedroom closet, his sister barging into the room exhausted and sweaty after gym club. His eyes remained fixed the entire time, mouth hanging, body tingling all over. He watched as his sister wriggled from her vest and slipped out of her shorts, sweat beading in her thighs and slicked against her backside. That day, he left a small, slimy puddle at the base of the closet that leaked out and on to the carpet. It was strange, good strange. Arousing.It wasn't long until Poppy would catch Todd pawing himself over in the bathroom or curiously toying with his sheath. At first it was gross, yucky and totally a boy thing, but Poppy could feel it too, the new feeling.The curiosity culminated one lazy evening after a long day spent indoors, close and intimate. It was bath night, and Todd was finding it hard to sit still across from Poppy in the tub. Truthfully, so was she. There was silence for a good five minutes whilst Todd kept his eyes trained on his feet and his sister tried to look disinterested, but failed to stop herself from sneaking a peak every now and then. She would catch a glimpse of Todd's soft, heavy sack and he would meekly glimpse up at her perky breasts. Eventually, Poppy spoke up."What
does it feel like, down there?"Todd shook a little, pushing his legs out and scooting further back. He was unsure, blushing and a little nervous. "It's...funny. Like it's happy, and...good?" But Poppy wasn't sure what Todd meant. She was painfully curious. All she wanted to do was touch, but she didn't know if it was okay or whether it would hurt or if Todd would be upset or-"You can feel it, if you want."And they both stared for a moment, looking deeply into each other's eyes and gawking, almost as if they had just realized they were brother and sister. It felt okay now. They were family, and they were both wanting, needing the same thing. Todd slowly glided towards Poppy's wrist and tugged, plopping it into the water to rest on his package.She was hesitant at first, but slowly, giving playful pokes to Todd's sheath and softly shifting his sack in her palm, she relaxed. They experimented with back and forth pawing, nuzzling and stroking, both laying side by side in the tub, huffing and wincing, awkwardly kissing. He returned the attention by drifting a few tentative fingers across her hip and thigh, making note of the shape and stopping to brush carefully past her pink entrance.The immense heat and the explosion of emotion was difficult to contain for Todd, both metaphorically and physically. His mouth opened wide, tongue lolling as his orbs tightened in Poppy's hand. Soon he was dribbling into the hot water, precum bubbling up from his sheath and rising to the surface to form a pearly top layer that was growing outwards.Poppy was taken aback, but could see just how much Todd was enjoying himself."Does it hurt? What's happening?"But Todd was too wrapped up in the feeling of bliss and comfort to care. Poppy sighed, content.They both sighed once mom began to shout, and it was getting late already.Poppy reluctantly pulled the plug as mom started to rattle the bathroom door handle, and they both watched the gooey residue slosh into the drain, buzzing from excitement and a little woozy, still coming down from their overwhelmingly different and steamy experience.As she and her brother were leaving, Todd reached out and brushed his fingers past her plump girl-parts, sending one last shiver down Poppy's spine.Their little journey of self-exploration would have to wait until bed time.What Does It Feel Like? //Part 1