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FIRST, FDOM,RELUC
by Chuck
Larry and Dan watched as their friend frantically struggled
against the ropes. Greg, his hands tied above his head, kicked
out and spat in an attempt to keep Natalie, his young sister, from
approaching. All three of the boys were at the age where the
thought of being at a girl's mercy was unthinkable . . .
particularly a younger sister. Throughout their lives, girls had
always been bothersome creatures, tolerated and ignored.
Watching the struggles of his friend and the smirk on Natalie's
face, Larry was transfixed. He felt his body respond and couldn't
help but think of how he would feel if he was the one bound.
The neighborhood boys had been playing basketball at Greg's
house when Natalie came home. As she had for years, she
begged to be allowed to play. The boys didn't want to be
bothered having a girl underfoot. To get his sister out the way,
Greg said she could play if she could make more shots in a row
than he could. If she couldn't, he could tie her up in the garage so
she wouldn't bother them while they played. It was a pretty safe
bet as he rarely missed and his sister rarely even hit the rim of
the basket.
"That's not fair!" Natalie exclaimed. "If I win, you should be the
one tied up in the garage while we play."
"OK, OK." Greg said in exasperation. With that, he stepped up
and took a shot. The ball bounced in and out of the basket
without dropping through.
Grabbing the ball, Greg said, "OK . . . That's where we will
shoot from when we start the contest."
"You already shot!" Natalie screeched. "That shot counts. Admit
it Greg, if it had gone in you would have claimed that to be your
first and ready to try your second."
Greg looked over at his friends. They kind of smiled and
shrugged. Everybody knew what she said was true.
"OK sis, take your shot," Greg said as he bounced the ball over
to his sister. "Remember, I said that you have to make more
shoots than me. You miss this shot and you're going to spend the
rest of the game in the garage."
This was typical of the way Greg had treated Natalie. For as long
as she could remember, he had always taken advantage of the
age difference and never gave her an even break. It was a typical
sibling relationship with the youngest always on the short end
unless the parents intervened.
She tentatively took the ball as she positioned herself in front of
the hoop. Natalie knew the bet was unfair, but she also knew if
she was to be allowed to play, she would have to accept the
terms. With his miss, this was probably the best chance she
would ever have of getting to play basketball with them. She
swung the ball between her legs and lofted the ball toward the
loop. The ball bounced several times on the rim before it finally
went through.
Natalie started bouncing up and down with her hands in the air.
"I win, I win!" Looking at her brother. "You have to be tied up
until we're through playing basketball!"
Dan grinned as he looked over at Greg who was shaking his
head. "You made the bet."
Larry and Dan got some lengths of rope and looped them over a
stud in the garage and tied Greg's hands above him.
Natalie watched as her brother was being tied. She felt a flush of
power that she had never experienced before. She had never see
her brother helpless before. Smiling, she thought that it was
payback time for the years of torment she endured being a little
sister. She remembered all the times that she had been tickled
unmercifully by her brother and smiled as she moved closer to
extract her revenge.
That's when Greg started to struggle, kick, and spit . . . anything
to keep his sister away. The bonds were not well tied and he was
able to wiggle a hand free. With the free hand he fought off his
sister and was finally able to work his other hand free.
By this time, it had grown late and Larry and Dan said they had
to go. The all important basket ball game was forgotten.
Greg felt embarrassed by having his little sister in control even
for a short time. He couldn't look his sister in the eye as they
went into the house. Natalie, though disappointed that she didn't
get to tickle her brother or play basketball with the boys, felt a
rush of emotion at the thought of her brother helpless before her.
Larry was preoccupied as he and Dan took the short walk home.
Dan actually lived next door to Greg with Larry being just two
doors further. Larry barely heard Dan's "See ya tomorrow," as
they split. Dan was oblivious to the effect the previous encounter
had on Larry.
It was a close neighborhood and the younger sisters of Larry's
friends always were considered bratty sisters. Larry was a year
older than his friends, two years older than Dan's sister, Priscilla,
and a full three years older than Natalie. This last year, he had
noticed changes in Dan's sister. Those changes, coupled with the
effects of adolescence made him look at Priscilla in a different
light. He often went over to Dan's house to visit hoping to see
Priscilla while he visited with Dan. He was perplexed that he
was now getting hard while thinking of Natalie, the littlest sister
on the block. He had never thought of her as anything but a brat
until now.
Larry raced to his bedroom when he got home and locked the
door behind him. He opened his jeans to free his erection from
the constraints of the material. He was already producing
precum when his penis sprung free. He stroked himself, savoring
the feeling that surged through his body. In his mind he
visualized himself tied helpless with Natalie smirking at him.
His body shook as he exploded with the strongest climax he had
ever experienced.
Still breathless, Larry cleaned up the resulting spill. He knew he
would never look at the Natalie in the same way. Already, he
could feel his cock start to stir as he thought of being tied up by
her. That fantasy would be forever embedded in his psyche.
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