My Brother's Panties

Jamie no longer wore men's underwear or t-shirts. In their place, he donned various colors and cuts of 'boy style' panties with matching sheer, lace trimmed, tank tops. I think Mom bought them for him on their shopping trips or she at least accepted it because they were all cleaned and in our laundry baskets. I must admit, I did have an aroused curiosity, and would always check out his things when no one was around.

One of the conditions of his acceptance into a New York City fashion school was the completion of a starting portfolio. This meant he didn't have to get a summer job. From June to August, while our parents were at work, Jamie would move around the house wearing nothing but his intimates. He said he felt more comfortable and less inhibited while he worked.

Since I was going to study business at a school less than an hour away, I had to get a summer job. Luckily, I was hired back as a lifeguard at our community pool. My hours varied as the guards worked rotating shifts, so I got to see Jamie a lot that summer.

That summer produced a definite change in my brother. He would give me looks when I was in my speedo or stare at me through the mirror while I showered and dried off. We always shared a bathroom so Jamie being in there with me was not unusual.

However, Jamie was now overtly looking at my cock while touching his, or licking his lips. When I would catch him, he would just bite his bottom lip and give me a seductive look. Often his cock was hard and pressing against his panties. I had to admit there was something that turned me on about Jamie.

There was another big change going on with Jamie—breasts. They started with puffy nipples, and plumping areolas. This time it was Jamie catching me staring. I wouldn't do the lip thing, but our eyes always shared a lustful glance.

Jamie was never very hairy, but his skin was becoming silky smooth. When he left for New York in late August, Jamie's blonde hair was long, luxurious and flowing. I'll never forget the way he looked the day we dropped him off at O'Hare.