Birthday Wish

Adrian brushed his teeth and gazed into the mirror at the soft face and blue eyes looking back at him. Long eyelashes, soft bone structure, silky blonde hair that draped to his shoulders. And subtly pouted lips glazed with a creamy froth from the current activity. The blonde boy spit out the toothpaste, rinsing it in the sink while he stood on the tips of his toes to reach the mouthwash on the top shelf. While he did his stepsister Lee entered the bathroom they shared and slapped his pert bottom through the thin material of his pajama bottoms, giving a low whistle at the way it jiggled against her palm. "Damn, little bro. That's quite an ass you have there. I'm a little jealous of..."

"Just stop, Lee. I'm not in the mood," he interrupted her curtly and carried on with his bedtime routine. Adrian's taller stepsibling was always teasing him and calling him a 'femboy,' 'girly' or some other name focused on his least favorite features. Usually his protests about the teasing only egged her on, but Lee was surprisingly acquiescent this time around. She shrugged her shoulders and ruffled his hair.

"It's not like it's a bad thing. You're literally the only one that hates the way you look," she said with a confidence that Adrian couldn't comprehend. A dateless, kissless virgin loser, that's what he was. The results told a different story from Lee's insistence, and she couldn't convince him otherwise. She knew that and gave him a hug from behind. Lee's ample bust rested on his shoulders and her chin atop his head. Her chestnut brown hair draped and mingled with his own golden strands while she made eye contact with him in the mirror. Adrian averted his eyes, knowing full well that they only reason he was able to make physical contact with the beautiful young woman was because his mother had married hers. She smelled heavenly and was oh so warm... he couldn't help getting a little excited, but a little was all his body was capable of showing in that respect - the other source of his shame. "I hope your birthday wish comes true, little bro. Remember that you can always talk to me," Lee whispered with a final tight squeeze that pressed her breasts into the back of his head, then slipped away to do her own business.

He slumped his narrower-than-he'd-like shoulders with a huff and finished his bedtime routine, climbing into bed with the warmth of his step-sister's skin lingering on his skin and her scent in his nose. Adrian hugged a pillow and chided himself for daring to hope that she might be right about his looks being more of an asset than he was willing to admit, and for lusting after the gorgeous woman that was going to go from being three years his senior to only two in only a couple hours. The young man stared at the ceiling for a while, feeling the subtle ache of wanting to be wanted in his chest. He glanced out the window at the clear spring night sky and saw the trail of a bright shooting star. What the hell, he thought. "If there are girls out there that like me, I just wish they'd show it a little more," he murmured and closed his eyes for the night with a sigh. It was a pretty pathetic birthday wish, but in that moment Adrian felt like he'd give anything to have a little love in his life other than the doting affection of his mother.