Connor at Twelve

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February 22, 2009

Connor at Twelve
By
Alex Hawk

The first person to give me a hug when I came back home from college was my brother Connor. He ran up to me as I left the gate at the airport and tackled me with a strong hug.

“Hey, short-stuff,” I said, ruffling his blond hair.

“I missed you, Stacey!” he said, hugging even tighter.

“I missed you, too, but let me go so I can say hi to Mom and Dad.”

“Oh! Sorry.”

My brother released me and I walked over to my parents, hugging them both. I’d been away from home since Christmas and it was really nice to see my family.
All through dinner and the ride home, Connor kept sitting near me and talking with me. He must’ve really missed me, I thought to myself. It was cute.

The next few hours consisted of me spending time just hanging out with the family catching up on what had been going on for the last few months. My dad had gotten a promotion at his job, my mom had joined a new book club and Connor had had his first girlfriend.

“Aw, my little brother is growing up,” I cooed, ruffling his hair again.

Connor blushed and said nothing.

Eventually it was time to settle down for the night. My room had stayed the same since I left for school last year. I got myself undressed then slapped on a bathrobe and headed off to the shower. Fifteen minutes of warm, wet water later and I was done.

As I left the bathroom I literally bumped into Connor, who had been heading towards the room himself.

“Oh! Sorry, Stacey,” he said, blushing. The blush went from his face down to his chest. I knew this because he was currently wearing only a pair of briefs.

“That’s alright,” I said, casting a critical eye over my little brother’s body (I was a healthy nineteen-year-old girl, after all, and he was a nearly naked male).

Puberty had obviously started in the last few months and he was beginning to fill out nicely. Heck, he even displayed a bit of a bulge in his underwear where his penis was. He’d be real sexy in a few years, I thought to myself.

“Sorry,” he said again. “I’m not used to having anyone else up here.”

“It’s ok. It’s good to be home for a while.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you’re here!” he said, and then pulled me into another tight hug. I hugged back, feeling his nearly nude body against me. To my surprise as I did so, I felt my vagina moisten a little. Probably just a normal reaction to not having been laid since April, I thought.

We separated and he went into the bathroom as I went into my bedroom. Getting naked I laid down on my bed and spent a few happy minutes fingering myself as I thought about my last boyfriend. Once the orgasm happened I drifted off into a relatively content sleep.

* * *

The next couple days went by. I spent some time with my family, but also touching base with a couple friends of mine from high school. I also tried to track down a couple of my old boyfriends but one had joined the Army and the other had moved away. It was too bad, cause I’d really wanted to get laid.

Of course, I was hardly bad looking and could go out and get some dick pretty easily if I’d really wanted to. I was had a good body, and like my little brother I had blond hair and blue eyes. So if I really wanted some penis, it would be easy to get.

But I wasn’t some slut. I didn’t want to go out and just get fucked by the hottest guy that I could find. I wanted to it to be someone I was at least friends with, even if I wasn’t romantically involved with them.

On the night of my fourth day of being at home, I was really starting to twang with horniness. Normally it wouldn’t be that bad for me, but, well, I was away from my friends I had back in college and that was making it worse, as was sleeping in the bed where I’d lost my virginity at the age of fourteen.

I took my usual shower that night and on the way out of the bathroom ran into Connor again. This time I didn’t run smack into him, but otherwise it was the same as last time, since he was just wearing a pair of underwear.

“Hey, Stacey,” he said with a little smile.

“Hey.” I took a second to eye my brother as a guy and not as my brother, then said, “You know, in a couple years you’ll be having every girl in school trying to impale herself on you.”

He looked confused. “Impale?”

I grinned. “Yeah, on your penis.”

Connor blushed again and I saw a little twitch under his underwear “Why… why do you say that?”

I shrugged. “You’re starting to get very good looking. You’ll have all sorts of girls after you. Hell, if you’re still a virgin when you’re fifteen, I’ll be shocked.”

Now I could see Connor’s penis tenting his underwear as he said, “Oh. Well, thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” I leaned down and pulled him close, hugging him like I’d hugged him before, but now I felt his penis poking against my thigh. It was so cute!

Once we parted I went back to my bedroom, feeling even hornier than before. This time I as I fingered myself I tried to focus on some of the boys I’d had sex with, but my mind kept drifting back to Connor. Finally I decided there was no harm in fantasy and started to wonder what he looked like naked. I wondered if he had any experience with girls. Did he make sperm yet? Did he even masturbate yet? I was sure he was probably still a virgin, and when I came it was while wondering what it would be like to be fucked by him.

When I came down from my orgasm, I felt a little guilty, but not much. I mean, yes, he was twelve and my little brother, but it was only fantasy after all, and there was nothing wrong with that.

What I did feel, though, was the urge to go to the bathroom. I listened for a moment and didn’t hear the shower, so I figured Connor must’ve finished while I was fingering. I didn’t really feel like putting my robe back on, so I crossed the hallway naked and opened the bathroom door.

“Stacey!” yelped Connor. He was out of the shower alright, but was toweling his hair when I walked in. He dropped the towel around his waist but not before I got a good look at his still-stiff penis. It had been pointing almost straight up and didn’t look very big, but it did look kind of cool.

“Sorry!” I said. “I thought you were done in here.”

“Well, I’m not,” he mumbled. I felt his eyes roaming all over my naked body.

“Oh, well, I just came in to brush my teeth,” I lied. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“No…” Connor said uncertainly. “But you’re naked.”

I shrugged and grabbed my toothbrush. “So? I’m your sister. It’s not like it’s a big deal for brothers and sisters to see each other naked. Besides, I’m sure you’ve seen other girls naked before.”

“Only on the Internet,” he said, continuing to check me out.

“Oh,” I said as I put the toothpaste on. “Well, it’s still not a big deal.”

I began brushing my teeth, looking in the mirror to watch Connor and see what he’d do. His eyes were currently affixed to my ass. It was cool knowing the effect I was having on him. I mean, I couldn’t actually DO anything with him, but it was still neat.

Then as I was spitting out the toothpaste an idea hit.

“Hey, while I’m here, can you do me a favor?”

“What?”

I sat up on the counter and spread my legs a little, giving my brother an unobstructed view of my vagina. “I shave my pubes, as you can probably tell,” I said. “I did it a few minutes ago but I always miss places. Can you see if you can spot any hairs I missed?”

Connor swallowed hard and shook his head. “No, I don’t see any.”

“Look closer,” I urged. “Get down on your knees.”

Shaking a little, my brother got down on his knees and leaned close, his face only a few inches from my vagina. After a moment he said, “I… I think I see one.”

“Where?” I asked, looking down. I actually really did miss some when I shaved.

“Right there,” he said, pointing.

Feeling a bit horny and a little teasing, I said, “Where? You’ll have to touch it.” I spread my legs further.

Swallowing hard again, Connor reached out and lightly pressed a shaking finger to a spot right next to my labia. “Here…”

“Ah!” I reached over and grabbed my razor. I almost asked him to do it for me, but since I didn’t want a clitorectomy from a nervous adolescent virgin, I did it myself. “Any others?”

“Yeah… here, and here,” he said, touching the spots.

I got those and then said, “You see any more?”

Connor shook his head. “No, it looks good.”

“Cool.” I set the razor aside. “Stand up.”

“Ok.” He stood between my legs.

I put my arms around him and hugged him against me, feeling his bare chest against my bare breasts, and bringing his towel-covered penis into contact with my vagina. “Thanks! It’s good to have a brother like you.”

“You- you’re welcome,” he stuttered.

I let go and hopped off the counter. “See you in the morning!” I said and left with a wave, returning to my bedroom where I fingered myself silly before finally going to sleep. I still wound up waking up to go to the bathroom later, but this time alone.

* * *

The next morning I woke up feeling a bit guilty. I mean, I’d teased my little brother pretty hardcore last night. On the other hand, I figured he’d had plenty to think about when he masturbated, so that was probably ok.

I put on my bathrobe and went downstairs to the kitchen. Connor was sitting there in his underwear eating Corn Flakes.

“Hey,” I said as I walked in.

“Oh! Hi, Stacey,” he said, blushing.

“Thanks for your help last night,” I said, grabbing a bowl and sitting across from him.

“No problem,” he mumbled.

“You wanna see what a good job you did?”

“Uh… what do you mean?”

“Well, there’s more light in here than there was in the bathroom, so I thought you might like a better look at how smooth I ended up being with your help. See?” I dropped my bathrobe and sat down on the kitchen counter, my legs spread.

“Oh,” Connor said in a small voice, his cereal quickly forgotten.

“Can you see if there’s any more hairs I missed? Please?”

“Ok,” he said, and stood up, moving towards me. He then knelt down and looked directly at my vagina. “I think I see one,” he said.

“Where?” I asked, actually a little annoyed. I had thought I’d gotten all of them, but it’s hard to shave a place you can’t see.

Connor looked closer. “No, wait, it’s not. It’s just a shadow.”

“Where at? I asked.

He touched a shaky finger to a spot right near the edge of my labia. “Here.”

I squirmed a bit and moved back so that I could plant my feet on either side of the counter. Now giving my brother complete access to my vagina, I said, “Ok. Look close now, and tell me if you see any.”

Connor did indeed look close and after a couple minutes shook his head, saying, “No,” in a slightly disappointed tone of voice. I think he wanted to touch me again.

“So it’s all smooth?”

“Yeah.”

“Give me your hand,” I instructed. He did so. I took it and placed palm right onto my pubic mound. “Move it around and tell me if you feel any stubble.”

Breathing a little hard, my brother did as he was told. I closed my eyes as the good sensations swept through me. Eventually he said, “It all feels smooth.”

“Cool.” I was really wet and really horny at this point. “You want to feel something really smooth?”

“What?”

I took hold of my brother’s hand and extended his middle finger. Slowly I slid it into my vagina until it was all the way inside.

“Oh… oh, God,” whispered Connor.

“Smooth, huh?”

“Yeah… oh, yeah… I… oh… oh!” His face screwed up and he let out a little moan. Looking down I saw a damp spot appear at the front of his underwear as his penis twitched.

Holy shit, I thought to myself. My little brother just had an orgasm without even touching his penis! Nice! From the wetness, I also knew now that he was indeed making sperm.

“Sorry,” Connor whispered after a moment, his finger still inside me. “I… I need to…” He swallowed hard, pulled his finger out of me and then ran off.

I giggled at how unsettled my brother was, then put on my bathrobe, at my breakfast and went about my day.

* * *

Two days went by. I kept thinking about Connor when I masturbated, but tried not to, and did wind up thinking about him a little less. God only knew what he was thinking about me at this point. I knew what I’d done was bad, and probably illegal, but I couldn’t bring myself to regret it.

As for the way Connor and I got along, well, he hugged me a lot more than usual. Otherwise we acted about the same around each other, though I caught him looking at me out of the corner of his eye a few times.

On the fourth night since our encounter in the bathroom, I found myself feeling really horny. That sort of “I need to get fucked now!” kind of horny. My mind kept drifting to the fact that there was a sexy young boy just down the hall…

No, no, no… it was bad enough that I’d fooled around with Connor so far. Continuing to do so would be even worse. Maybe I’d just need to get my hands on a dildo. Well, my hands and then my… well, you get the idea. I managed to resist and behave myself (though I fingered quite a bit).

Late that night before going to bed, I hopped into the shower and got myself clean, not incidentally giving myself a shave between the legs. Then I got out and started brushing my teeth and heard a knock at the door.

I rinsed my mouth and opened the door enough to peer out into the dark hallway.

Connor was standing there wearing only briefs.

“Hi. Uhm. Do you need me to check for hair again?” he asked. I could practically hear him blushing.

I grinned a little. “Do you want to check?”

“Well… I mean, I want to help and stuff.”

“Ok.” I opened the door and Connor walked in, staring at my nude body. His stiff penis was tenting his underwear again. It was cute!

Once he was inside I shut and locked the door again then sat up on the counter, spreading my legs wide. “Go ahead and look.”

“Ok.” He dropped down to his knees and looked closely. I closed my eyes and sighed happily as he started to poke and rub, running his fingers over my freshly-shaved slit and looking for any sign of stubble. “Everything looks good,” he said after a moment.

“Cool,” I said as Connor stood up. I hugged him and then, on a whim, moved my hands down from his back to cup his pre-teen ass. “You’re such a good brother.”

“Thanks,” he said with a little grin, his chest against my bare breasts.

Looking directly into his eyes, moved my hands and slid them down inside his underwear, so that I was cupping his ass directly. I marveled at how smooth the skin was. I slowly began to let my hands drift around to the front of his body.

“Stacey…?” Connor whispered as my hands moved closer to his penis.

“Shhhh…” I pulled the waistband of his underwear past his penis. That out of the way, I lowered his underwear down.

Once my brother was nude, I took a moment to look at his penis. It wasn’t very big; probably only a bit more than three inches. No hair yet. Currently it was only a couple inches from my vagina, and I was so very tempted.

“You look really nice,” I said to Connor.

“Thanks.” He blushed. “You look nice, too.”

I took my brother’s penis in my hand and started stroking slowly, saying to him, “I’m going to make you feel very good now.”

“Ok…”

Masturbating Connor was interesting. I’d never done anything like this with a boy this young or a penis this small, but I was managing just fine. I figured he’d probably cum no matter what I did, given that he’d shot off into his underwear without even touching himself.

“Oh…” Connor moaned/whimpered.

“Feels good?”

“Yeah… I’m gonna cum soon…”

“Good.”

I kept stroking Connor’s penis as he leaned into me, resting his forehead against my shoulder. Soon he was gasping and moaning as his penis started kicking in my hand, his sperm splashing out onto my body, most of it landing on and my vagina.

I let go of my little brother’s penis and ran a finger through the sperm, the slid it into my vagina. A little thrill of pleasure went through me as I did so. I was on the Pill, so I wouldn’t get pregnant or anything, but it was cool knowing his sperm was in me.

“Did you like that?” I asked Connor.

“Yeah…”

“Cool.” I hugged him tight against me, feeling his still stiff penis against my vagina. “Get your underwear back on and go back to your room, ok?”

“Alright.” He did so, pausing as he left to say, “Thanks, Stacey.”

“You’re welcome.”

Connor left. I got cleaned up and went to bed, knowing that I in the morning I’d probably feel guilty as hell, but for now just feeling a vague sense of triumph.

* * *

I woke up the next morning with the expected feelings of guilt. I mean, I’d molested my twelve-year-old brother. There was no way I shouldn’t be feeling bad about that!

But on the other hand…

I mean, what had I done, really? I was just teaching him about how girl’s bodies looked, and gave him an orgasm. Nothing wrong with all that, right? I mean, I could never let him actually fuck me, but we could at least play around some more and I could teach him a few things. Whatever girl he eventually lost his virginity to would be pretty grateful.

Aside from the guilt, I was pretty horny and figured that I might as well go have some fun with Connor. I made sure the parents were gone and, still nude, walked to his bedroom. Listening at the door, I heard nothing. I opened the door just a bit and saw him lying nude on top of his bed. Perfect.

Sneaking in quietly, and shutting the door behind me, I walked to my brother’s bed, and knelt down on the ground next to him. He was lying face up, completely asleep, his penis hard between his legs.

With one hand, I reached down between my legs and started to finger myself, as the other hand took hold of my brother’s penis. Leaning forward I gave it a gentle lick and then slowly slid my mouth down around it.

“Muh… buh… Stacey…?” Connor said blurrily. He looked at me. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you your first blowjob,” I said, lifting off him only long enough to do so and then going back down.

“Oh… it feels really nice…”

I ignored that and kept working my tongue and lips on his penis. It wasn’t very big, so I was able to deep-throat him without any problems, something I’m sure he liked. From the way he squirmed, I guessed I was right about that.

After about two minutes, Connor gasped, “Oh! I’m gonna cum!”

I kept my lips fastened around his small penis as it began to shoot, firing his sperm down my throat. It didn’t taste the same as I was used to when a guy came in my mouth, but it wasn’t bad.

Once Connor was done, I lifted my mouth off him and said, “How was that?”

“That was awesome,” he said with an overwhelmed grin.

“Cool. Move over.” I nudged him aside and lay down on the bed next to him.

“You look real pretty, Stacey,” Connor said, looking over my naked body.

“Thank you.” I smiled at him. I started playing with his penis again and with my other hand, took one of his hands and placed it between my legs. “Rub a little, ok?”

“Ok.”

We lay there for a few minutes, rubbing each other and not saying anything. God, it felt good, and so very bad, doing these things with my brother!

“You wanna try doing something that will make me feel very good?” I asked Connor.

“Ok.”

“Try licking the area where you have your hand.”

“Licking it?”

“Yeah.”

With a shrug, Connor said, “Ok.” He sat up and then moved down so that he was lying between my legs. He stuck out his tongue and slowly brought it towards my vagina. A wave of pleasure when though me as he connected, and then I started to really enjoy myself as he worked his tongue all over the place, even up inside me!

“Oh, god, Connor,” I moaned. “Keep doing that… oh, god, you’re good…”

I put a hand on the back of my little brother’s head as he kept working his tongue all over my vagina. It wasn’t the best oral sex I’d ever had, but it was certainly high up on the list! God, I couldn’t believe how good he was!

Suddenly, and with an intensity that surprised me, my orgasm hit, sweeping over me in wave after wave of pure bliss! Even though the oral sex hadn’t been the best ever, this orgasm certainly was!

When I came back to myself, I saw Connor looking up at me between my legs, his mouth shinny with my fluids.

“Did I do ok?” he asked.

“Oh, god, you did wonderful!” I whispered.

“Cool,” he said as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and started to sit up.

“Wait a second,” I said.

“What?”

Swallowing hard, I said, “Do you want to try fucking me?” I remembered my earlier thoughts that I wouldn’t take his virginity, but those were long gone.

Blinking repeatedly, Connor said, “Really?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

“You won’t mind?”

“No, not at all!” I said with a laugh. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I’d really like it if we did.”

“Ok,” he said, his penis twitching in anticipation.

“Alright.” I took a deep breath. “Come lie on top of me.”

Connor did, his penis lining up against my vagina, his bare chest against my breasts. “Like this?”

“Yeah.” I took his penis in my hand and lined it up for penetration. Then I looked him in the eyes. “You’re gonna lose your virginity as soon as you push forward.”

I felt his heart beating at about a million miles an hour. “Ok,” he said.

“Whenever you’re ready.”

Connor took a couple deep breaths, then another. He didn’t move an inch, but he did grin at me a little. “I’m real nervous.”

“You want me to help?”

He nodded silently.

“Ok.”

I kept one hand on Connor’s erection and moved the other onto his smooth ass. I got everything in place and pushed down on him, gasping a little as my little brother’s still hairless twelve-year-old virgin penis slid into place inside my nineteen-year-old vagina. Once he was all the way in, I moved the other hand onto his butt and held him tight.

“There,” I whispered. “You’re inside.”

“Oh, yeah… oh, god, wow… this feels so good… thanks, Stacey…”

I giggled. “You’re welcome.”

“Can I start… you know…?”

It was so cue that he couldn’t actually say he wanted to fuck me while he was fucking me. I grinned. “Yes, you can fuck me.”

“Cool…”

Awkwardly, my brother began moving on top of me, sliding his adolescent penis back and forth inside my vagina. He slipped out a couple times, but I guided him back inside me and wrapped my legs tight around him to keep him in as deep as he could go.

After a couple minutes of his first fuck, Connor said, “I’m gonna… cum soon…”

“Do it,” I whispered. “Cum in me.”

“Ok… here… ah… here I go… ah… ah!” Connor closed his eyes and pushed deep into me, his penis jumping and bucking as his sperm released into my vagina. When he was done cumming, he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard.

“You had fun?” I asked, squeezing his butt.

“Oh… yeah… god, yeah…”

“Cool. Now get off me.”

“Ok.” Connor rolled off me and lay next to me on the bed. “That was… wow, that was really fun.”

I laughed. “Yeah, it was.” Then I started to feel a slightly strange mix of guilt and fear. I rolled onto my side and placed a hand on my little brother’s chest. “So, Connor.”

“Yeah?” he said, still a little out of breath.

I ran my fingers along his stiff little nipples. “You know you can’t tell anyone about this, right?”

“Why not?”

“Cause I’m your sister. It’s incest. Plus I’m nineteen, so I’m too old for you. If anyone found out we did this, I could get into a shitload of trouble.”

“Oh.” He thought for a few moments. “Well, I wasn’t going to tell anyone anyhow, but now I’ll really be careful not to mention it.”

“Cool.” I hugged him and moved my hand down to his stiff penis. “You wanna do it again?”

“Sure!”

I grinned and got on top of my brother, sliding my vagina around his penis and ridding him into his third orgasm of the morning.

My sexploits with my brother continued throughout the summer. We’d fuck pretty much every chance we had. I felt really guilty about it, but guilt diminished as time went on and by the time I’d finished my summer vacation and returned to college it was completely gone. All that was left was a feeling of anticipation.

After all, the next summer vacation was only nine months away!

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.