7:59 p.m. :: 2002-09-09
A Birthday Wet Dream
�Hey! Happy Birthday, Little Brother!� That�s how I greeted Eric when he sauntered down the stairway for breakfast that morning. It would end up being a birthday he would remember for quite a while.
What would we do for Eric�s birthday? It was his decision, and he chose a family outing at the beach. Mom called Aunt Marcia and described the plans to her. An hour later, Aunt Marcia and our cousin Melinda were at our door, eager and ready for some sun and surf.
Our time at the beach was typical for our family during the hot summer months. We lived almost two hours away from our favorite stretch of sand, but we loved going there as often as possible.
At around 4:00 in the afternoon, we decided to pack it in and head home. Mom and Melinda were both afraid they�d get sunburned, and Eric had ridden enough waves to satisfy anyone. Besides, the elaborate sand castle we had all worked on so diligently had just been washed away by the advancing high tide. Still wearing our bathing garb, we climbed back in the car. Aunt Marcia drove, Mom sat in the front seat next to her, and we three kids got in the back seat, Eric sitting between Melinda and me.
After 15 or 20 minutes, Eric started yawning. Mom suggested he try and take a nap. After all, there was a birthday party planned for later in the evening. Along with Dad, most of Eric�s friends would be there, including Jackie, his girlfriend since Junior High. So Eric agreed. He maneuvered himself so that he lay on his side, facing toward the front of the car and stretched out across the laps of Melinda and me, who provided support for his lumbering body. Eric rested his head in my arms and fell asleep almost immediately.
A half-hour later, as I was enjoying the sights outside the car window intermixed with the sound of my brother snoring softly, I heard Melinda gasping out loud. �Oh, my God,� she muttered. I turned my head to see what was going on, as did Mom. Melinda pointed down at Eric�s groin. As he lay fast asleep, his penis, pointed downward toward his feet, had grown long and hard! It looked as if a thick pen had been inserted inside his bathing suit. What�s more, the tip of his cock � no more than a half-inch or so � was protruding out from the bottom of his swimsuit and was nestled tightly against his inner thigh.
Mom and I had seen Eric completely nude on many occasions, of course, but something like this was new to our cousin Melinda, an only child who had had only a few casual boyfriends. She seemed embarrassed and uncertain whether she should look away. But curiosity overcame all of us � all except for Aunt Marcia, who needed to keep her eyes on the road. We watched intently to see what, if anything, would happen next. We glanced up and smiled at each other often, but we said little, except for occasional whispers.
Eric was obviously having a most pleasant dream! It wasn�t long before a dollop of pre-come emerged from the tip of his penis. It eventually oozed onto the skin of his thigh, but more globs of pre-come followed. Within 10 minutes or so, the area all around the tip of his pole was slick and wet, and some of the gooey liquid began to dribble down onto Melinda�s knee. No longer embarrassed, Melinda grinned widely. At one point she even tried to help Eric along in his erotic odyssey by gently caressing his legs and stomach, but Mom motioned for her to stop. �Let the dream take its own course,� she whispered.
It was good advice. A few minutes later, Eric�s snoring abruptly changed tempo. His body seemed to squirm a bit. And as we watched and gasped in unison, a long stream of white come shot out from his penis, skirted across the curly hairs that covered his legs, and landed on the side of the car door, just under the window. The next waves of come traveled less far but soaked his inner thigh completely, all the way down to his knee. Finally the orgasmic surge came to an end.
At that point Eric awakened. When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a raucous chorus of laughter by everyone in the car. To this I added a round of applause. Eric figured out almost immediately what had happened. �Oh Jeez,� he cried, as he looked down at his groin and thigh and saw the puddle of come he had created. By now the tip of his receding penis had migrated back inside his bathing suit, but his come was dripping onto the car seat and onto Melinda�s thigh.
Mom acted quickly. She opened the glove box and handed us a pile of napkins and paper towels. Melinda mopped up the come on her thigh before it could reach her bikini and start soaking into it. I helped Eric wipe off his legs and thighs. But the car smelled strongly of sex, and Eric�s embarrassment was building by the moment, especially when I pointed to the mess on the car door and told him to get busy cleaning it off by himself!
We spent the rest of the trip back home kidding Eric about what had happened. Mom asked him which girl he had been dreaming about, and Aunt Marcia jokingly requested a blow-by-blow description of what had happened in the dream. Eric just shook his head. At one point, Melinda wickedly said to him, �Now we know how much stuff Jackie gets from you!� Eric groaned, and then he pleaded with us to tell him how much of his cock had been sticking out from inside his bathing suit, but we giggled and gave him only the vaguest of answers.
Poor Eric. His face was as red as a beet, and he felt mortified the rest of the day. But after we arrived back at home and got showered and changed, the party went on as scheduled that evening. Eric eventually cheered back up. He seemed to become a lot more relaxed when he figured out that we weren�t going to tell Jackie about his wild ride back from the beach! For my baby, or not-so-baby, brother, it was certainly a birthday like no other.
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