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Part Three

Bud had a problem.

Alicia was wearing her new swimsuit,

... They'd gone to the beach and now at midday they had found a kind of secluded, not so crowded spot. Bud wasn't having the best time. He used to really enjoy going to the beach, playing in the surf, making sand castles, all of it but not so much recently and right now, not at all. He'd got a look at Alicia's ass (rear end) in her new swimsuit. It was kind of pink/purple and there were only strings in the back so her whole ass showed. Bud didn't think much of Alicia's ass, too big but then she'd leaned over a log or something and he'd seen some of the pink/purple covering her ... vagina he guessed and now he couldn't stop thinking about it. It wasn't like it had looked any better then her ass, worse maybe but he still couldn't get it out of his mind and now, nothing seemed right.

 

 

... A few days later they were at home on a hot afternoon. Bud was reading some homework while Alicia and Sam swam in the pool. Bud had no idea where Brad was.

... "What's wrong Bud?"

... "Hmm?" Bud hadn't realized he'd stopped reading. He hadn't realized he was staring at Sam's ass as she lounged in the pool but apparently she'd noticed him. "Oh, nothing." He looked back down at his book, if she asked again he'd say he was 'daydreaming.'

... "Alicia?"

... "Uh huh?"

... "Go away." Alicia looked around, but then she grabbed a towel and went into the house. She was still wearing her new bikini and he ass was still hanging out but it didn't do anything to Bud this time. But it sounded like Sam was going to do something to him.

... Sam climbed out of the pool and pulled on some bikini bottoms. She came around to lay on one of the lounges. "Can you hand me that towel Bud?"

... "Sure." Bud handed Sam the towel. She used it to dry off with and then spread it on the chase before lying down on top of it. Bud turned back to his reading. Some time later he found himself staring at Sam's ass again.

... Sam must have been uncomfortable because she got up, moved around, on both lounges now, and ended up on her back with her head hanging off. Bud noticed that in this position Sam's breasts were almost completely flat and her ribs showed. Almost a man's chest, almost. Bud went back to his reading and found that his attention wasn't straying anymore.

... "What's up Bud?"

... "Hmm?"

... "With you. Something's been bothering you for a couple weeks." Bud didn't respond.

... Weeks? What did she mean?

... "You've been acting weird around Alicia and just now with me. What's up?"

... Oh! Well 'up' was the right word but he could truthfully say, now, "Nothing."

... "Bud!"

... Well so much for being evasive, and for studying. "I don't know, I think I'm getting weird."

... "Getting?"

... Bud smiled. He knew he should have been upset but he also knew Sam didn't really think there was anything weird about him.

... "I thought you might be getting to think about Alicia as a girl rather then a ... sister, sort of, but just now you were staring at me and I know I don't do anything for you anymore."

... Bud smiled. He and Sam had a game of who could find the girl showing the most breast. The game had originally been between Bud and Brad but Sam was a better player. He also used to play it on Sam but some time during that first year he stopped looking at her breasts. It was almost like Sam didn't have breasts anymore. The same thing had kind of happened with Alicia. When she and Brad had been dating Bud had at first tried to say things to Brad but he didn't want to talk about Alicia so Bud had kept his ... 'sightings' to himself. But since then, ... well now she only had breasts occasionally. But if Sam thought it was Alicia's breasts ...

... "I wasn't staring at your breasts."

... "I know." Sam didn't look at him. She had her eyes closed against the sun. "And it's okay if you were, you're a guy, you've got eyes, I've got tits."

... Bud smiled. Sam didn't allow the rest of them to say things like "tit" but it was funny when she did.

... "But something's bothering you. What is it?"

... "Can't I just deal with it myself?"

... "I don't know. Can you?"

... Well he didn't want to try to answer that.

... "That's why I didn't say anything when I first noticed something was bothering you but its still bothering you and now it seems to be bothering you around me and ... And I love you too much to allow anything to come between us."

... Bud looked at her, but she was still staring at the sky with her eyes closed. Where were her sunglasses?

... "If I can do anything about it. Maybe I can't, maybe we can't, but I'd like to give it a try."

... Well if anyone could help it would be Sam, but this didn't feel like the kind of thing someone could help you with. "Well, since Alicia got her new suit ... "

... "Uh huh."

... There was something in Sam's voice. Bud knew Sam hadn't wanted to get Alicia the new bikini, Sam had liked the old one. But Bud agreed with Alicia, the old bikini, the "clown suit," had made Alicia look ridiculous. And the new bikini, Well it didn't make her look silly. Bud didn't think it made Alicia look good either but ... "Well the old suit covered her rear end-"

... "You can say 'ass' or 'butt' to me, just don't ever let Alicia hear you calling it her 'ass' or 'butt.'

... That was like Sam, she had all of these rules. But it was nice to be on the other side. "And with the new suit, her, ass, is hanging out all over the place." Sam seemed to give some kind of response without doing anything, so maybe Bud imagined it. He didn't want to add to Sam's side of the bikini argument but he didn't want to get off the subject either.

... "I don't really like to look at her, ass. Its too big and ... loose but sometimes, with this new suit, well, you can see more then just her ass." Oh boy, not going well. What would she think he was seeing? "I don't mean like her asshole or-"

... "It's all right Bud, I know what you mean."

... "But its not even skin, its just, well I hadn't really noticed it before."

... Sam shaded her eyes with her hands and looked up at Bud. "Uh huh."

... And? Yeah, what are you going to say now? And I wish my pants weren't getting tight just talking about it. "And well, I don't know. It's like I can't stop thinking about it now."

... Sam nodded upside down at him.

... "Or looking for it."

... Sam nodded again.

... "Which is the really weird part, because I don't think it even looks that good." He looked at her looking at him. "You know what I mean?"

... Sam thought about checking out the bulges in men's pants, she often didn't like the way they looked, all smashed, but there were times she couldn't resist looking too. "I've had the same problem too."

... "Huh?"

... "Its kind of like looking at a car accident or pictures of war dead. You know you won't like what you see, but you can't help wanting to see it either."

... Bud thought about this for a while. He hadn't really associated Alicia's, and now Sam's, vagina with car accidents but the rest of it sounded right.

... "I don't know that there's anything that can be done about it." Short of putting him on a heavy diet of saltpeter. "Its natural. I guess you just have to get used to it."

... "Hmm" She hadn't done anything but he felt better. "Hey, I think you're getting a little red."

... "Uhm, probably am." She got up and shifted around on her stomach on just one lounge now.

... Bud looked at the soft skin between her shoulders. "Would you like me to massage you?"

... "That would be nice."

... Bud had learned that most females seemed to like massages. Alicia had asked him to rub her back a couple of times. Sam sounded a little like she was getting sleepy. Bud started on her shoulders and back. His pants were still tight and the angle was making things worse. He shifted around and worked on her lower back. He stopped as he looked at her ass and bikini, trying to decide what to do.

... "Don't touch."

... Bud smiled. He stood up and moved around so he could work on her thighs and the back of her legs.

... "That's nice."

... He was working on her feet, trying hard not to tickle her. Sam sounded like she might fall asleep any minute. "Should I put some sunscreen on your back?"

... "Uh humph."

... Yeah, she was falling asleep. He only took a few minutes to rub on the sunscreen, he wasn't trying to massage her now, she might wake up. But now he had a problem, should he put sunscreen on her ass? She wouldn't want to get a burn there, but ...

... "Sam?"

... She didn't respond. Bud was quick and very light fingered about putting the sunscreen on Sam's ass.

...

... Sam had trouble not giggling when his light fingers felt like tickling. She'd almost been asleep when he'd stopped rubbing Sunscreen into the bottoms of her feet. That was thoughtful of him. But then he hadn't moved for a long while and Sam got an idea of what the problem was. And she couldn't very well tell him to touch her ass after she'd just told him not to. Sam may go around the house naked but she never let Bud or Brad (or Alicia) treat her like a sex object, that was exclusively for John. But every now and then this made things awkward.

... Sam had thought about a show-and-tell of women's anatomy. Maybe that would kill the uncomfortableness Bud was feeling. But it would make her, or Alicia, too much of a, a potentially sexual body and she couldn't afford that. She knew he must have seen the details in his health textbooks and probably even more detailed pictures in magazines, the Internet, etc. But that wasn't the same as the real thing, as it appeared Bud had recently learned. It would be nice to hire someone, kind of like a still life model. There were things she wanted to show Alicia too.

... But now the moment was passed and Sam was gently drifting off to sleep, casually wondering if she shouldn't hire prostitutes for all three of them.

 

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