I looked to Holly for help, but that was stupid. What motivation did she have to take my side? Still, she tried to soften the blow. “She did say she would give you a blowjob.”
“Are you going to help her?” I asked, remembering the rest of that deal.
“She told me last night that she loves sucking dick,” Maggie said, answering for Holly.
“It’s true,” she confirmed, giving my cock an extra reason to throb. God, I hoped they didn’t notice, except they were both staring so intently at my crotch, how could they miss it? I held my hands over my bulging cock though that didn’t stop them from staring.
“Of course, no reason for us to get naked if he won’t do it,” Maggie suggested.
“Which is unfair, because he already saw my boob,” Holly stated.
“I know one thing for sure,” Maggie mused. “Nothing’s going to happen if he doesn’t get naked.”
Standing in knee deep water while they tried to stare at my hard-on felt stupid. I was hard and they knew it. While I didn’t believe Maggie would suck my dick, the hungry look in Holly’s eyes held promise. “I still think the two of you should get topless,” I complained as I felt my willpower wavering. I had no idea what would happen if I got naked. They would probably laugh at me or something. But then I turned the question around inside my head. What if I didn’t get naked? That was the thought that sold me as I began working the front of my shorts. If I didn’t do it, I knew I would spend the rest of my life wishing that I had.
As soon as I undid the button and zipper, my loose fitting shorts were heavy enough from being wet that they fell down my legs until they were floating just above my knees. I let them fall, moved my hands, and let them have a good look before I sat back down in the water.
“”Oh-my-God, it’s beautiful,” Holly gasped.
“That’s like porn star sized,” my sister said, staring through the water at my cock.
“Shut up,” I said, tossing my shorts in the grass. It felt awkward as hell being naked and hard, but there comes a point where I don’t think any guy cares anymore. That was the point I had reached. Fuck it. I was hard, they knew it, and I didn’t care anymore.
“I’m serious, bro,” Maggie said, staring through the water. “That’s at least eight inches.”
“And you’ve got big balls,” Holly pointed out. “I like that. You ever shave them?”
“No,” I growled, wondering if this was how the rest of the afternoon was going to go.
“Stand up and let us see it again,” Maggie requested.
“I’m not standing up again until both of you are topless,” I said, still feeling as if I was sailing a rudderless ship.
“Okay,” Holly said, untying the back of her bikini top before lifting it over her head and tossing it towards my shorts.
We both looked to see what Maggie was going to do. At first, all she did was stare at Holly’s tits before she stood, pulled off her top, and tossed it into the grass. She was such a party girl, I may have been the last person in our high school to actually see her topless. Her breasts were full and firm looking without the slightest hint of turning into sagging, floppy tits; but their best feature had to be her full nipples. Her nipples were as fat as the tip of my index finger and nearly as long as the first knuckle of that finger.