Within moments his cock was jutting up hard and ready as he rolled out of bed and strolled over to the open window.

Looking out toward his parent's cabana, he saw no evidence of movement inside.

Little wonder, he laughed to himself as he thought back to the wild party that they were having when he and Laura had returned from the goddess's altar last night. Then he turned and looked over to Laura's cabana to see her looking back at him from her open window. She gave him a big smile and a wave before she disappeared back into her hut.

Damn, he thought to himself, he loved her. There was only one person in the world that he cared more for and that was his mother. The love he felt toward her was eternal. There was no beginning and no end to it. It was all consuming and unrelenting in its hold on him. But even now, he couldn't expose himself to her. He couldn't share his secret with her until he was sure that she would accept his love openly and willingly. Maybe today will bring that, he told himself, as he yawned and reached down to grab hold of his jutting cock.

Just then there was a timid rap on the door.

What the heck, he muttered, grabbing up his bathing trunk and jerking it up over his hard cock.

"Uh, yeah, who is it?" he asked, stepping over beside the door.

"Who do you think, dick-head," he heard his sister laugh.

"Come on in," he laughed back, stepping back and pushing his trunks down until his big, hard cock jumped into view.

The door opened and Laura stepped inside, her eyes immediately dropping down to his cock.

"I can't believe it," she muttered, quickly closing the door behind her. "You're fucking hard already and the sun's barely up. I think you have priapism, or whatever that disease is that makes you hard all the time. No guy stays hard like that all the time." "I know a way to make it soft," he leered at her, stepping over and wrapping one arm around her and shoving his hand down into her bikini bottom.

"God, I think you ought to change your name to Pan," she fussed, jerking his hand out of her bikini.

"You didn't seem to mind it last night," he replied sarcastically, jerking his trunks back up.

"Okay, but you can't fuck twenty-four/seven, you know," she muttered.

"We could try," he snickered, giving her ass a quick grope and then walking over to the fridge and throwing it open. ......(cont)