Saturday, Sunday and Monday were fun filled days going to the beach and watching a few bikini contests. However, on Tuesday morning Mike awoke complaining that he had a scratchy throat, mild headache and earache. Even with Mike slightly under the weather, we still had a good time on Tuesday. The following day, Wednesday, Mike felt worse and stayed in the hotel room all day lying in bed sleeping or watching TV. By Thursday morning, Mike had a severe sore throat along with a worsening headache and earache. His throat was so sore that he could hardly talk. I went out for a few hours on Thursday morning by myself returning to the hotel room about 1:00 PM. Mike thought that he was feeling worse and asked me to take him to a doctor. After flipping thru the yellow pages and talking to the front desk, we found a doctor’s office about 10 minutes from our hotel. After emerging from the doctor’s visit, Mike told me that he had a 100.7 degree fever as well as a bacterial infection. For $132, Mike received a penicillin shot, a strep test and 2 prescriptions. After swinging by a local pharmacy, we headed back to our hotel room. Although I felt sorry for Mike, I had my fingers crossed that I didn’t catch his horrible infection.
Mike went to bed about 8:30 on Thursday night, and after watching TV ( with the sound turned down ), I drifted off to sleep at about 11:00. Mike’s throat was so raw that he hardly slept at all. He woke me up at 6:00 AM and asked if we could go home a day early. We had originally planned to stay thru Friday night, and drive home on Saturday afternoon. We left Panama City at about 7:30 on Friday morning and arrived in Huntsville about 2:00 PM. Although we were in Mike’s car, I drove all the way back. Mike spent half the time lying in the back seat sucking on throat lozenges. We first dropped by my house, and I removed my luggage from the trunk. Luckily for Mike, he only had about a 10 minute drive to his own house.
No one was home when I arrived. My Dad had an overseas assignment with his company thru the end of June. Not wanting to miss an opportunity to travel abroad, my Mom traveled overseas with him. My brother, Dan, had just finished graduate school and had been working at his new job here in Huntsville for about 6 weeks. Until our parents returned from overseas, he was in no rush to find an apartment. Dan’s bedroom was on the second floor while mine was in the basement. Our parents had the Master bedroom on the main floor. After I unpacked, I began reading the newspaper and watching TV. At about 3:15, the phone rang. As I normally do, I let the answering machine pick up so I avoid all those pesky telemarketers. Brandy, Dan’s girlfriend, began leaving a message for Dan. Brandy said that she had a big surprise for Dan tonight and to be sure that his cock was fully loaded. She said that she would be over for Dinner at about 6:30. Brandy was nothing short of a spectacular knockout. She was 21 and stood about 5’7″ with long blond hair that cascaded halfway down her back, big blue eyes, large firm breasts, a slender waist, long shapely legs and a killer smile. As a added bonus, she had one of those soft sexy voices that would be perfect for an on the air radio personality. I replayed the message at least 6 times so I could here her voice mention the word cock. Since I was a virgin, I had never heard a girl say the word cock ( other than in porno movies ).
Obviously, Brandy had plans for a major league fucking session with my brother. I began to get a hard on just thinking about it. I knew that on least 3 previous occasions in the past 2 weeks, Dan and Brandy made love in his bedroom. They had been together for about 7 months and probably done most of their lovemaking at her apartment. Our parents had been gone for about 2 weeks, and since they did not approve of pre-marital sex, it was unlikely that Dan and Brandy had done little if any lovemaking under this roof; therefore, Dan had spent a lot of time during the past 7 months at Brandy’s apartment.
Other than in adult movies, I had never seen a couple having sex. Dan or Brandy had no idea that I had returned a day early, so I counted that as a small advantage. I knew that Dan’s bedroom closet had adjustable louvers, so I went up the stairs to look at his bedroom and closet more closely. After I adjusted the louvers, I entered the closet and closed the door. I had a perfect view of 3/4 of the bedroom and 100% of the bed. The side of the bed was only about 6 feet from the closet door giving me an up close view of the action. My mind began racing about the potential for getting caught versus watching one of the best looking girls in Alabama fucking my brother.
Dan was the ultimate babe magnet. He stood about 6’2″, weighed 190 lbs and had a dark complexion and wavy black hair. Girls complimented him all the time over his “Rob Lowe” like nose, piercing green eyes and dark eyebrows. He worked out vigorously 4 days a week which provided a well defined chest and a taut “six pack” stomach. Dan would receive girl’s phone numbers without even asking. He was almost 25, and I know that he had lost his virginity when he was 16. I know that he had about 9 or 10 girlfriends during this time as well as countless other dates. My best guess was that he had fucked between 25 -30 women including a former NBA cheerleader, a bikini contest winner, a Miss Alabama beauty contestant, a homecoming queen and a hot blonde who appeared in a Girls of the SEC Playboy pictorial. An actual Playmate of the month, a Penthouse Pet and an adult movie starlet were practically the only girls not on his resume. For Dan, the city of HuntsvilIe as well as the entire state of Alabama could just as well be named Cuntsville. In short, he could go to bed with almost any woman he wanted. I was certainly no slouch in the looks department; however, my brother received my Dad’s dark complexion and my Mom’s symmetrically proportioned nose. I on the other hand received my Mother’s fair complexion and my Dad’s slightly prominent nose. Although I was still a virgin, I certainly thought about sex a lot and watched my fair share of porn.
As I looked thru the closet doors louvers, I wandered aloud if I could really pull this off. I began my plan of attack by first removing the closet ceiling light bulb and replacing it with a burned out bulb. At least if one of them entered the closet, the only light that they would have would come from the ceiling light in the bedroom. I took a shower and shaved like I was planning my own sexual encounter. I put on a loose black T-shirt, a pair of thin black sweatpants and black socks. I chose black so as to blend into the darkness of the closet. The sweatpants were 100% cotton and when worn with no underwear made for an excellent fabric in which to masturbate. If one of them did approach the closet, I estimated that I would have about 2 -3 seconds to quickly move to the area of the closet behind the open closet door. I rearranged some clothes to be sure that this area of the closet could be easily and quickly accessed.