Bro's Goofy Classmates

Nice pair!

One sunny day, my younger brother, who’s a first-year high school student in Manila, decided to skip classes. He usually comes home to Bulacan with Mom every weekend. Dad, on the other hand, works in Sta. Mesa and comes home monthly since he stays there for work.

My brother brought a few of his female classmates who wanted to hang out at our place. It was the end of the school year, and they were just wrapping up their clearances and getting their report cards.

Around lunchtime, they arrived while I was just lounging and watching TV. I’ve been a homebody ever since I graduated high school. I wasn't keen on going to college just yet because I was too lazy to study. Besides, my younger sister and I planned to start college together. She’s back in the province and deserves to finish college first because she’s smart and diligent.

I’m not a fan of large gatherings; I feel awkward around visitors. This was the first time we had young guests. My brother Arcy was with his buddy Jeric, and five of their female friends: Nikki, Kate, Lorraine, Jessica, and Angela. They found me looking like a total mess—hair all over the place, unwashed face, wearing a holey tank top, and oversized shorts.

"Come on in, guys!" Even though I'm kind of an introvert, I know how to break the ice and make things less awkward.

"Bro, if you're gonna drink, make sure you clean up. Any trash, straight to the bin. If you drop something, pick it up. Spill anything, wipe it up." At least in that way, I made it clear I'm the boss around here. Haha! After that, I just let them do their thing. They were pretty respectful and the oldest one didn't act all tough. I was 16 at the time, my brother Arcy was 13, and his classmate Jeric was 14. The youngest, Nikki, was 12 and about to turn 13. The others, Kate, Lorraine, Jessica, and Angela, were all 13.

Nikki didn't drink, she just cleaned up and snacked on the food. Kate stepped out because she didn't like the cigarette smoke. When I brought out my bike, Angela wanted to ride too, so I got another bike for her. Angela knew how to ride, so I let her borrow one. Kate also wanted to come along but she couldn't ride a bike nor could Angela give her a lift.

"Hey, can you give me a ride?" Kate asked.

"Sure, I can handle it."

At first, the bike felt heavy, but I got the hang of it. We rode around the whole subdivision. I started off slow to get a feel for the bike with Kate's weight, but eventually, I sped up and didn't notice the small bumps. Suddenly...

"Wait!!! Hold up... my boobs are jiggling!" Kate laughed, complaining because the bike was like a vibrating machine going over those tiny bumps.

I couldn't help but smile, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Big bro is blushing! Ha ha!!" Angela teased, laughing.

"It's 'cause Kate's boobs are causing a scandal... Ha ha!!!" Angela continued with her playful jibes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I sped up because I couldn't control the handlebars," I explained sheepishly.

"Okay, big bro... If my boobs fall off, you're the one who's picking them up and putting them back on, got it?!" Kate joked.

"They're just so big... they don't even seem real!!" I retorted, joining in the fun.

"They're really big! Want me to let you feel them? Ha ha!!" she shot back, laughing.

I was starting to get to know Kate's personality. She spoke her mind, no filters at all. Kate looked like a young Rosana Roces—fair-skinned, average height, and indeed, very well-endowed. She was in her school uniform, with a thin blouse through which I could tell she was wearing a pink bra. Angela, on the other hand, was taller than me, slender, and had a morena complexion. She had a pretty face, an innocent look, long hair always adorned with a headband, and she was dressed casually in a t-shirt, jeans, and rubber shoes.

I continued giving Kate a ride. I tried to go slower, but the path was just too bumpy. As we talked, her voice would jump like she was being electrocuted every time my bike hit a stone or a bump. I could also see through Kate's thin blouse that her chest was jiggling rapidly.

"s**t!!! Big bro!! My boobs hurt, I can't take it anymore. Seriously!!" her voice quivered as I gradually came to a stop.

"S-sorry, I really didn't mean to. Let's just walk," I said, feeling genuinely sorry.

Angela must have gotten too caught up in biking because she had gone ahead, and we didn't notice we were left behind. It was just Kate and me at that corner. It felt like a ghost town in our subdivision at that hour. Most people were still at work and wouldn't be back until later in the evening. Most of the folks here worked in Metro Manila.

"I need to pee," Kate complained.

"Go pee at home."

"I can't hold it in," she said.

I remembered there was an abandoned house nearby. Maybe Kate could relieve herself there quickly.

"Is it okay for you to go to that vacant house? It's still under construction, no one's working there..."

"Sure. Let's go, I really need to pee. My panties are already wet!" Kate said, still cheeky.

When we got to the house, Kate just dropped her panties and squatted. She had her back to me, and I could hear the trickling sound of her pee. After a while, she pulled her panties back up, adjusting them as she turned to face me. I caught a glimpse of her panties—they were white and indeed wet.

"Oh, damn... Did you see my stuff?"

"You act like a fool, knowing I'm with you, and you don't even try to be discreet!! And now I'm the one who's being rude," I said, trying to sound serious. But Kate was just too playful.

"Oh, angry much?? I didn't call you rude... I was just surprised, sorry. Big bro can't take a joke!!" she said, grinning mischievously.

I couldn't keep up with Kate's antics, so I was getting annoyed. I wanted to impress her by being a gentleman, but I'm the type who retaliates when my ego is stepped on. I felt like she had been testing my manhood the whole time. In my mind, I thought, one more tiny move and you'll get a taste of me!