I woke up early. It was just before four in the morning. I was pretty excited. It was Christmas morning, and I was eager to see what waited for me under the tree. My last Christmas before I would be a teenager. I hoped it would be a good one, but I wasn't sure. Dad had been hurt on the job back in August. Mom had a job with the DMV, but it didn't pay much, and money had been pretty tight. I knew we'd even had to go on food stamps. Hopefully we'd still get some good presents, though.
I slept naked, so when I got out of bed, I had to pull on a nightgown. I didn't bother with panties. I didn't plan to be awake very long. Just long enough to go out, take a look at the tree, the presents and the stocking and then get back to bed.
As I crept out of my bedroom and down the hall, I heard some soft noises from the living room. Surely my parents weren't just now putting the presents out? I peeked around the corner. No, it wasn't them. It was my thirteen-year-old brother, Talbot. He was wearing only a pair of tighty-whities and was currently rustling a package under the tree.
One of very few packages, I thought glumly. I counted only a handful, and the stockings up on the wall looked pretty empty. I slowly crept towards my brother and softly whispered, "Hey."
Talbot jumped a little but turned to look at me. "Oh, hey, Megan."
"Not much, huh?" I asked, looking over the sad collection of gaily-wrapped gifts.
He shook his head. "Looks like about five things for you and me. Only one each for Mom and Dad."
I sighed. "That's pretty sad."
I put my hand on my brother's bare shoulder as we stood there in the living room, just looking over everything. Finally I said, "You wanna go hang out in my room for a bit? I don't think I can get back to sleep right now."
Talbot and I walked to my bedroom and shut the door. I turned on my nightlight, which cast a warm, comforting glow about the room. We sat down on my bed.
"I wish Dad hadn't gotten hurt," I said after a bit.
"I know, me, too. Everything's sucked since then."
"Yeah." I sighed. "I feel bad about how few presents we're getting, but then I feel bad about feeling bad about that, you know?"
Talbot nodded. "Yeah, I'm there with you." He put an arm around my shoulder. I shivered a little. "You ok?" he asked.
I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. Yeah. I guess so. I'm kind of cold, though."
I looked at the bed we were sitting on. Not even thinking about the fact that I was wearing only a thin nightgown and my brother was only in his underwear, I said, "You wanna get under the blanket with me? That way we'll both be warmer."
I pulled back the blanket and my brother and I got under it, pulling it up over our shivering bodies. My brother put his arm around my shoulder and snuggled up against him, savoring the warmth from his almost naked body.
"So what do you think we got?" Talbot asked.
"I don't know. You were the one who actually got a close look at everything. What do you think we got?"
"I know I got some sort of clothes. I think you did, too. I think we each got a book or two, too."
"That's cool at least."
We laid there quietly for a bit and then I said, "I hope we at least have a good Christmas dinner."
"I'm sure we will. I heard Dad telling Mom that some people were going to bring us a turkey and some other stuff."
"Like from a food bank?" I asked after a bit. We'd learned a lot about such things lately.
I sighed. "That sucks."
Feeling an odd need for physical contact, I turned around and said to my brother, "Talbot? Would you give me a hug?"
"Sure." Talbot turned onto his side and we hugged each other tight. It was very strange feeling his body pressed against me when neither of us was wearing a great deal of clothing. I felt his bare back under my hands, his chest pressed against mine, our legs tangled together, and a strange pressure from the region of his underpants.
"Thanks," I said as we broke the hug. "That was pretty nice."
"Yeah," Talbot said with a little laugh. "Well, just let me know if you need another one."
Quietly I said, "Well... I wouldn't mind another."
"Oh? Well, ok."
My brother and I turned towards each other and started hugging again. It felt so comforting. All the troubles of our family seemed to just melt away as I laid there with him. This time, though, as we hugged I was aware that my nightgown had ridden up a little. I could feel my brother's bare thigh resting against mine. It was incredibly nice.
We stopped hugging again and laid there side-by-side, just enjoying each other's company. I shifted around a little, feeling my nightgown ride up some more. Just as I realized that, tough, another thought intruded.
"Oh, Talbot? I just remembered. I got a Christmas present for you."
"Cool, what is it?"
I smiled at my brother in the weak light from the nightlight. "You'll have to wait until later to find out. I still have to put it under the tree."
"Aw... well, ok." Talbot was quiet for a few moments and then said, "I'm sorry, Megan. I didn't get you anything, really."
"That's ok," I said. "I hadn't really expected you to. I know you didn't have any money. I didn't, either, but I made you a little something."
"That was very nice of you. I really, really wish I'd done something for you."
I smiled again and turned towards him once more. "Just having you here with me is nice, Talbot."
Talbot smiled back and pulled me to him, giving me another tight hug. I responded in kind and then became very, very aware of something.
My nightgown had ridden up enough that now my entire lower body was exposed. This most certainly included my nearly hairless vagina. As we hugged, I could feel a bulge in my brother's underwear that was now rubbing against me down there. It didn't take too much brainpower to figure out what the bulge was. Little tingles went through my body as I became aware of this new contact.
I sort of lifted up my right leg and draped it over my brother's waist, bringing my vagina into direct contact with his bulge. I didn't even really think about doing it; it was just basically instinctive. I drew in a soft breath at how good it felt.
"Something wrong, Megan?" Talbot asked.
"No," I whispered, shaking my head. "No, nothing's wrong. I'm just... I really like this, you know?"
"Me, too." Talbot swallowed audiably and said, "I think your nightgown might be ridding up a little, though."
"I know," I said. "That's why I don't ever wear it when I'm sleeping."
"So why are you wearing it now?" he asked, sounding half-joking.
I laughed a little back. "Well, I'm not wearing anything under it." I was quiet for a little bit and then said, "But if you don't mind that, I'll take it off?"
"Oh." After a moment of silence, Talbot said, "Well, if you want to take it off, that would be ok, sure. I mean, it's your bed."
"Yeah." I thought about it for a bit and then said, "Alright." I sat up abruptly and worked my way out of my nightgown, tossing it onto the floor. I felt my brother's eyes on my exposed breasts as I did so.
"Is that better?" Talbot asked as I got back under the blanket.
"Yeah, much. You wanna hug some more?"
"Sure!" he said with real enthusiasm.
My brother and I embraced once more, this time my totally nude body against his mostly naked one. The feeling of my bare chest against his was mind blowing. I was really having a good time! The fact that Christmas was somewhat sucky as far as presents went now retreated back to the edge of my mind.
"I've never been in a bed with a naked girl before," Talbot said in a playful tone.
I giggled. "Yeah, well, I've never been naked in bed with a boy." I ran my finger along the waistband of his underwear and with a faint tremble in my voice, I said, "Do you usually wear these when you sleep?"
"No. I usually sleep naked," he replied quietly.
After a minute or two of tense silence I said to him, "Well, if you want to... you can take them off...?"
"Alright," Talbot said after a bit. He pulled away from me and wiggled around. Then I saw him toss his underwear onto the floor. We were now both naked in my bed. "You wanna hug again?"
This time as our bodies came into contact, I felt what I knew was my brother's hard penis pressing against my bare thigh. It was very cool. I wondered what it looked like, and what it would be like to touch it? I was willing to bet it would be really nice.
"Can I try laying on top of you while we hug?" Talbot asked.
"Sure," I said without any hesitation. I rolled over onto my back and my brother got on top of me, his body resting between my spread legs and his penis now rubbing directly against my vagina.
Now as we resumed our hugging there was a definite sexual element to it. Well, there would had to be. We were both naked, my legs were spread, my brother was on top of me, and we were nearly in position to fuck. How could it not be sexual?
And for some reason this didn't bug me at all. I knew what we were doing wasn't exactly right. But it felt really good, and I kind of needed this sort of touching. The last several months had been really hard, and Christmas looked to be basically sucky. At least I was getting some comfort from all this.
Then Talbot started swiveling his hips a little, his penis rubbing repeatedly against my vagina as he ground against me. Those little sparks of pleasure I'd noticed before were now going off full-blast inside my brain, radiating up from my vagina and going all through the rest of my body.
"God, this is nice," I whispered to my brother.
"Oh, yeah," he whispered back, a little out of breath.
I reached down to cup Talbot's butt as he kept rubbing against me. I felt the muscles moving under his smooth, soft skin. It was so sweet... so relaxing...
Talbot propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at me. "You really look nice, Megan."
"Thanks. You, too."
He looked down at my chest and lifted up one of his hands, cupping it around one of my small breasts. He massaged it for a little, and in a shy voice said, "Can I kiss it?"
"Sure, if you want."
Talbot leaned his face down and very gently kissed my nipple. He kissed around the whole area, and then started sucking on it a little. It was one of the best things I'd ever felt in my entire life! I could have just spent all day letting my brother suck on me.
Then Talbot sat up and pulled the blanket off our bodies. This was fine with me, since I was feeling more than a little warm. He took a moment as he was sitting up to look my naked body over and I took the same chance to check him out. His body looked very nice, especially his penis, which was sticking straight up from his body.
"Wow, you look... so cool," I whispered to him.
"You, too," my brother replied as he looked down between my legs. He put one of his hands on one of my breasts again and started slowly massaging it. Then he began moving the hand down, down, down, pausing just above my crotch. Then, almost inevitably, he ran a couple fingers down onto my vagina. He just moved them down the slit, didn't try to stick them in or anything. Just touched. It was even more fantastic than what had happened before.
As my brother's fingers played across my vagina, I gave into my own temptation and reached out a hand, brushing a couple fingers against his penis. It was very warm to the touch. Hard and soft at the same time. I liked it right away!
"Can we hug some more?" Talbot asked suddenly.
"Ok," I said. I spread my legs wide as my brother settled on top of me, his penis resting right against my vagina.
There was more urgency in our movements together now; Talbot grinding his penis against my vagina as I wiggled around underneath him. We'd crossed a bridge together, but we didn't have any idea where it would take us, but neither of us could wait to find out.
Then something magical happened as we kept dry humping together. My brother's thrusts brought the tip of his penis directly into contact with the entrance to my vagina. I felt it slide into me just a little bit. Not much. Just a little. But it was something important.
Talbot looked down into my eyes. I looked up into his. Neither of us said anything. We didn't really need to. For the first time in my life, I was really communicating to someone without using any words at all.
My brother must've seen what he wanted to in my eyes. He nodded slightly and I felt the tip of his penis press into me a little. There was a sensation of pressure against me down there, and more than a little bit of pleasure, too.
Talbot closed his eyes and pushed a little harder against me. I felt a little of the shaft of his erection slide inside of me. I have no idea how much as in me, but it felt wonderful, though there was just a slight bit of pain. It was overwhelmed by the pleasure.
On top of me, Talbot shifted around, and I felt him pull back. He moved forward again, then back and then forth, as my brother slowly worked his thirteen-year- old virgin penis all the way inside my tight twelve- year-old virgin vagina. By the time he stopped, he was completely inside me. He let out a low, shuddering breath and looked into my eyes once again.
We simply stared at each other, wide-eyed and taken completely aback by what we were doing. Then Talbot leaned down and gently pressed his lips against mine. I kissed him back and held him tight against me, savoring the sensation of his hard teenage penis resting inside my young vagina.
After Talbot broke the kiss, he started moving on top of me again, his penis sliding back and forth inside me. The pain I'd experienced as he first started entering me as now replaced by a feeling of complete fullness and pleasure within my preteen vagina. Now as my brother and I had sex for the first time, I just felt unbelievably happy and closer to him than I'd ever felt before.
The pace of my brother's thrusts into me started to increase. Soon he was fucking me pretty hard and breathing just as hard. Then he grunted, screwed his eyes shut, and stopped moving. I felt his penis start twitching inside my vagina and swore that I could feel a faint splashing sensation of liquid spurting into me. My brother's sperm.
Realizing that my brother was cumming inside me was enough to push me over the edge. I held his naked, sweaty body tight against my own as my vagina convulsed around his penis, experiencing my first ever orgasm with a boy.
After we were both done with our orgasms, Talbot got off me, his penis withdrawing from my vagina. Again we exchanged no words, just laid there on my bed together, naked, kissing and holding each other as we basked in the afterglow. What I had expected to be the worst Christmas of my life had instead ended up being the best Christmas I could have ever hoped for.