Incest

Education

Adult/Youth, First Time, Gay, Incest, Parent and Child, Siblings, Straight, Tweens |

October 19, 2008

Education
By
Alex Hawk

As I cleared away the dishes from dinner, I could barely restrain my growing excitement.

This was the night!

I lived out in the Cascade mountains with my two kids Kody and Kylie, twin brother and sister who had just turned twelve last month. Their mother had died about six years ago and we’d moved out here where we could live in peace. I homeschooled the kids with help from the state, lived off the land, and relied on the outside world as little as possible.

I’d taught my children everything. How to live out here, how to do math, about science and history, I’d taught them just about everything they’d ever learned. And now, tonight, I was going to teach them all about sex.

I’d planned this for the last couple years. I don’t know why I liked the idea so much. But I did. I had a great plan and it was going to be great fun for us all!
Kody and Kylie were waiting in the living room as I finished up the dishes. I’d told them to go in there and wait for me. I sat down on a chair while they sat on the couch.

“So I guess you’re wondering why I asked you in here today,” I began, smiling a little at the cliche.

“Yeah,” said Kody. Kylie nodded.

“Well… it’s time we had a special talk. Part of your education. In this case we’ll be talking about where babies come from.”

“Finally!” said Kody. They’d both been bugging me about this for a few months now as puberty started to encroach. I’d begged off, but now would be giving them the information they needed.

“So where do they come from?”

“Well, it’s a pretty basic and simple explanation, but there’s a lot of detail. I’ll give you the broad strokes first and then the rest, ok?”

“Ok,” both said at once.

“The simple and short version is: a boy and a girl get together and perform a certain act. The boy basically plants a seed inside the girl which grows and develops into a baby that in nine months comes out from her.”

Both my kids now had expressions of confusion and revulsion waring on the faces.

“He plants a seed?” Kody asked.

“Not a real seed. Well, kind of real. This is where the details come in.”

“Ok, so what are they details?” asked Kylie.

“Well, there’s a lot of them. This is going to take a pretty long time to explain. You sure you kids are ready?”

“Of course, Dad,” Kylie said sounding a little exasperated.

I smiled. This was going to be really easy. “Ok. Here’s what we’ll do: I’ll teach you two how to make a baby by having you two do it with each other.”
After a moment of thinking Kody said, “So I’d be putting my seed into Kylie and making a baby with her?”

“Yes. That way you two will have a little brother or sister to play with.” Actually a son or daughter, by why quibble?

“Really? That would be kinda cool,” Kylie said. I knew both my kids got pretty lonely out here in the mountains. Having someone else to play with would be nicely tempting.

“So me and Kylie will make a baby together?” Kody asked.

“Yes.”

The kids looked at each other. Together they said, “Ok!” After they got done giggling, Kylie said, “So what do we do?”

“Well, to start with you both have to be naked.”

“Ok,” Kody said as he and his twin sister started undressing. I’d had them naked in front of each other for many years.

Once both my kids were naked, I took a moment to look them over. Neither was really into puberty yet, but both were showing signs of it starting. Kody’s body had started to take a somewhat more adult form. His penis was beginning to grow, though and he didn’t seem to have any hair yet. He seemed to be decently hung, though. Even though he was soft, I figured he probably sported at least three inches or so. Not bad for a boy of twelve.

As for Kylie, her body was still largely boyish, except that she had very small breasts just starting to poke out, and unlike her brother had a couple strands of hair between her legs, right above her small virginal slit. My penis hardened up instantly as I looked at my daughter. I fully planned to fuck her after her twin brother took her virginity.

“So you two have seen each other naked a lot,” I began. Both kids nodded. “You know there’s differences in your bodies. That’s because Kody is a boy and Kylie is a girl. In order to make a baby you have to have one boy and one girl.” I hadn’t told them a lot about their bodies as they grew up. They both knew that Kody had a penis and Kylie a vagina, but that was about it.

“It has something to do with the different parts?” asked Kylie.

“Very good!” I said, pleased at my daughter. “Yes, it does. And what exactly are the differences?”

“Well, Kody has a penis and I have a vagina.”

“Yes.”

“And that’s why we pee different,” Kody said with a cute little giggle.

I laughed a little. “Yes, that’s why. But those parts are used for making babies, too.”

Both kids were taken aback by this news. “What? How?” Kylie asked.

“Well… this is where it gets interesting. First, lets go over the differences in the parts. We’ll start with Kody. Kody, you sit in the middle of the couch and Kylie and me will each sit on one side of you.”

“Alright,” my son said as we three all moved around.

When we were settled I turned towards the kids, took Kody’s small penis between my thumb and forefinger and said, “So this is Kody’s penis. This is what makes him a boy.”

“Ok,” Kylie said.

“Now watch this.” I gave my son’s penis a couple strokes, pleased to see it harden up quickly. It was indeed about three inches. I wasn’t into boys as much as I was into girls, but I could appreciate a nice young lad like Kody.

“Wow! Why did it do that?” Kody asked in surprise.

I pulled my hand away and said, “It has to be hard like this to make a baby.”

“Oh, ok.”

“Kylie, why don’t you touch it like I did?”

“Alright.” Kylie reached down and took her brother’s penis between her fingers, fondling it like I had.

“Feels good, huh?” I asked Kody.

“Yeah.”

“Making a baby is the best feeling in the world,” I confided. “This is just a taste of how it feels.

“Cool,” Kody said. “I like it.”

I knew he would, of course. To Kylie I said, “So you like touching it?”

“Yeah. It’s pretty cool,” continuing to play with her twin brother’s preteen penis.

I watched as my daughter masturbated my son. I wanted to reach into my pants and start jerking off myself, but I didn’t want to scare the kids with how big my penis was. So I just settled for enjoying the (very nice), show.

“Ok. So that’s a boy’s body,” I said to the kids. “Now let’s move onto a girl’s body. Kylie, why don’t you switch places with Kody. Lay back and spread your legs really wide and kind of lift them up a bit.”

“Like this?” she said once the kids had moved around.

“Yeah.” I drank in the sight of my little girl’s virgin vagina. I couldn’t wait to watch as her brother sank his penis into there.

“Looks really different,” Kody said, looking between his sister’s legs.

“That’s to be expected, Kody. Girls are VERY different and much more complex. Now. This is what’s broadly called a vagina,” I said, gesturing towards the whole thing. “There are many different parts. This little part here is called the clitoris,” I said, brushing it gently with my fingers. Kylie moaned a little. “It feels very good when it’s touched. Kind of like a boy’s penis.”

“Cool,” Kody said.

“These parts here,” I said, tracing another line, “are the labia. That’s just a fancy word for lips. See why they’re called that?” I gently parted them with my finger tips.

“Yeah…” Kody said, totally enraptured by his sister’s vaginal region.

I licked my pinky, getting it good and wet and then said, “This is your sister’s vagina. This is the place where the really interesting stuff happens. Watch.” I pressed my wet pinky finger against Kylie’s vagina and then felt it slowly start sliding into her. I worked it inside until my finger was totally in her, pleased at the lack of a hymen.

“Oh, wow,” Kody said as Kylie whimpered a little. “That’s pretty cool!”

“Yeah.” I worked my finger back and forth inside my daughter’s vagina and then turned towards my son. “Here, try it with your finger,” I said as I pulled back.
Kody moved in close and wet his pinky just as I had. Then he pressed it against the place I indicated and got wide-eyed as his finger disappeared into his twin sister’s preteen vagina.

“Oh, wow,” he said again. “Wow, it’s cool in here.”

“You like it, huh?”

“Yeah! It feels really awesome…” He began moving his finger in and out.

“Then there’s other parts of your sister’s body that are nice, too,” I said, reaching up to cup one of my daughter’s small breasts in my hand, happy that I was at last living out one of my major fantasties. I massaged her breast and then gently tweaked one of her nipples. Kylie let out a little moan at the combined sensation of my hand and her brother’s finger.

“Oh… this feels so nice…” she whispered.

“Glad you’re having fun,” I said with a little chuckle. “Learning should always be fun.”

Kylie and Kody both grinned up at me. I smiled back at my beautiful children and made ready to move things to the next level.

“So you ready to learn how to put your seed into Kylie?” I asked Kody.

“Yeah!” my son said, excitement in his voice.

“Ok. Pull your finger out of her.”

“Ok.” He did.

“Now. What else do you have on your body that might fit inside Kylie’s vagina?” I asked Kody.

He thought for a moment and then brightened up. “My penis?”

“Yes,” I said as my son grinned ear-to-ear. “What you do to make a baby is you put your penis into Kylie’s vagina.”

“Oh, ok! Cool!”

“He puts his penis in me?” Kylie said, looking down at her brother’s young erection.

“Yes,” I said, nodding. “Don’t worry, it’s made to go in there. That’s why it has to be hard for sex. It’ll feel really good, trust me. Making babies is a lot of fun.” I gave my children another smile.

Both kids smiled back and Kody said, “Ok, so how do I get it in there?”

“Well, get on your knees between your sister’s legs.”

“Ok.” Kody moved into position, kneeling on the floor between Kylie’s legs. His penis was at just about the perfect height for his.

“Now, just to make it really easy for your first time, I have something to put on your penis.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out a very small bottle of lube. “This will make your penis really slippery and much easier to get into your sister’s vagina. Since neither of you have done this before, it’s a good idea. Once you’ve both had sex a few times, you won’t need it anymore.”

“Ok,” Kody said, obviously getting antsy and ready for his first fuck.

I smiled quietly at my son’s enthusiasm, remembering what it had been like when I’d lost my virginity to my sister. Of course, she’d been totally passed out at the time having spent the night drinking. Still, it had been nice for me at least.

“Alright, hold still,” I said to Kody. I squirted a little bit of lube into my hand and rubbed it all over my son’s penis, getting him good and slick. Once I was done with that, I took my still slippery finger and worked it up inside my daugther’s vagina, getting her ready to be penetrated for the first time.

“Ok, kids,” I said to my children. “You ready to have sex?”

“Yes!” they both chimed.

“Alright. Kody, get really close to your sister and touch her vagina with your penis.”

“Sure.” Kody did as he was told.

I got behind my naked son, reaching around him to take his hairless penis in my hand. I gave it a couple strokes and then lined it up with his sister’s preteen vagina. I placed the tip right at the entrance to paradise.

“Right. Now just push,” I whispered to my son as I placed my hand gently on his bare ass and pushed him slowly foward.

I couldn’t see Kody’s face as he penetrated, but I could see Kylie’s face as her twin brother’s lubed up, barely twelve-year-old virgin penis slid for the first time into her equally young twelve-year-old virgin vagina. I leaned over my son’s shoulder, looking down as the last of his shaft pushed into his sister’s tight warmth. My kids were officially fucking each other! I nearly came in my pants.

“There now,” I whispered, beginning to caress my son’s ass. “How’s that feel?”

Kody let out a ragged breath he’d been holding. “Oh, god, Dad, it feels so good…”

“Start moving it in and out a little,” I suggested. “Don’t pull it out, though.”

“Ok.” Kody began awkwardly flexing, trying to screw his twin sister. I kept one of my hands on his firm little ass to keep him from pulling back so far that he slid out.

As Kody fucked Kylie, I reached up to fondle one of her breasts again, tweaking and stroking her nipple, trying to give her as much pleasure as I could. Then I trailed the hand down to her clitoris, massaging the whole area while her brother’s penis moved within her body.

“You having fun?” I asked my daughter.

“Oh, yes…”

Kody kept fucking his sister and soon was starting to breathe really hard. “Dad…?” he asked, sounding nervous. “Something’s… something’s happening…”

“You’re going to cum, Kody. You’re about to spurt your seed into your sister. Just let it happen,” I said, caressing his head as he kept fucking.

“Oh… ok… oh… I… oh… it feels… oh… oh… OH!” Kody abruptly pushed deep into Kylie’s nearly hairless vagina, his whole body shaking. I pictured his sperm shooting out his penis and up into his sister, ideally getting her pregnant.

As Kody began cumming down from his orgasm, I knew I couldn’t take it anymore. I started to undress. Both kids looked over at me as I took of the last of my clothes, my hard penis popping up into view. I’d been naked in front of them before, but never hard.

“You did really good. Both of you.” I smiled at my children.

“Thanks… Dad…” Kody whispered.

“Thanks…” Kylie said.

“Take your penis out now, Kody.”

“Alright…” Kody pulled back, his still-hard hairless penis sliding out of his sister.

I nudged him aside and knelt between Kylie’s legs. “Kylie,” I said gently. “I want to put MY penis inside you now. Who knows, it might be you and me who make a baby instead of you and Kody.” I grinned, really turned on at the idea of getting Kylie pregnant. My daughter grinned back a little apprehensive. “Do you mind if I put mine in?”

“I guess not,” she said after a bit. “It’s kind of big, though.”

Actually, I was a little under six inches. I never thought I’d be happy to be smaller than average. “Don’t worry,” I said in a reassuring tone. “It’ll fit ok.”

“Well… alright.”

“Good.” My hand shook as I took my penis and started rubbing it up and down against my daughter’s vagina. I couldn’t believe that I was finally going to fuck her! Oh, god, it was cool to think! I’d planned for years to screw her and now I actually would!

Kody moved over and sat down next to his sister, massaging one of her breasts exactly the same way I had. I traded a smile with him, pleased at what a fast study my little boy was.

I knew getting into Kylie was going to be a little tight, to say the least. I took a liberal amount of lube and coated my penis with it, then worked some up into Kylie. After that, I positioned myself at the entrance and said, “Ready, Kylie?”

“Yes, Daddy…”

With that I pushed slowly and gently forward, looking down and watching in happiness as my thirty-two year old penis began easing itself into my daughter’s very wet, very tight, wonderfully amazing and almost hairless twelve-year-old vagina. I stopped when I could go no further, surprised that almost all my shaft was inside her.

I was fucking my daughter at last! The thought nearly made me cum.

I looked lovingly down at Kylie’s face, my penis twitching inside her exquisite vagina. “How’s it feel?” I asked her.

“It… kinda hurt a little…” she admitted. “It feels mostly good, though.”

“Good…” Taking one of her legs in each hand, I began moving slowly, gently fucking my daughter for the first time.

“Wow, that looks cool,” Kody said, looking down to where my penis vanished up into Kylie’s vagina.

“It feels cool…” I said with a grin.

With that I started fucking my daughter in quiet earnest, determined to cum inside her. I was so happy to finally be fucking her, and pleased as punch that she and her twin brother had lost their virginity to each other. Oh, it was sweet!

The images of my children fucking played through my mind as my orgasm overtook me. I pushed deep into Kylie’s tight vagina, my penis kicking as my sperm fired off into her in several sharp blasts. I didn’t know if I was going to be lucky enough to get her pregnant, but if I didn’t it wouldn’t be from a lack of trying, that was certain!

After I pulled out of Kylie’s well-fucked preteen vagina, her brother wanted another turn. I moved aside and watched as Kody fucked her once again, and when he was done, I took another turn. The three of us spent the better part of the rest of the night fucking.

Kody and I fucked Kylie off and on for another four months before she started throwing up in the mornings. I gave her a pregnancy test and was pleased to see it come up positive. There was no way to tell who the father was, but I pretended that it was Kody.

A little more than a year after Kylie’s first fuck, she gave birth to a little baby girl. They named her Sally. I smiled down at my granddaughter, holding her young body in my hands, and thought about how nice it would be if she ended up with a brother so that I could continue educating the next generation.

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. A tisket a tasket… what the fuck is a tisket or a tasket?

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Photographs

First Time, Incest, Siblings, Straight, Teens |

October 28, 2008

Photographs
By
Alex Hawk

Very tentatively, I knocked on the door of the bedroom of my fifteen-year-old sister, Brittney.

“What is it, Justin?” she called out. Yeah, she was named Brittney and I’m named Justin. Don’t even get me started on that.

“Let me come in for a second. I need to talk with you.”

“Ok, just a moment.” I heard her moving around and then she opened the door. “‘Sup, little bro?”

“Can I come in? I wanna talk in private.”

She gave me a Look. “Why? We’re the only ones home.”

I shrugged. “Just humor me, ok?”

“Alright,” she said with a dramatic sigh. Once I was inside her room with the door shut, Brittney said, “So what’s up, Justin?”

“Well.. it’s like this. I’ve met this guy on the Internet…”

Brittney rolled her eyes. “You know, nothing good begins with that sentence.”

“Yeah, well. This is different. I told him about me being gay and stuff.” I’d come out to only a few people so far, including Brittney. It was a major thing for me when I told anyone. Lots of people thought that since I was only thirteen I was too young to know what I wanted, but they had no clue.

“Ok. And?”

“Well… long story short, I sent him a couple pics of me, he said he thought I was very cute and that he’d pay me two-hundred dollars for some more pics.”

“More pics,” said Brittney flatly. “What sort?”

“Well…” I shuffled around a little and mumbled, “Me naked and jerking off?”

“Oh, lord,” my sister said, sitting on the edge of her bed and putting a hand over her face. “You told him no, right? PLEASE tell me you told him no?”

“He said he’d send me one-hundred dollars up front to prove he was for real. I used a post office box my friend Chad’s older brother got for him. It’s clear across town, so it’s not like the guy even got our address or anything.”

Brittney glared at me. “Justin. Please, please tell me you told this guy to go fuck himself.”

Blushing a little I reached into my pocket and pulled out a crisp one-hundred dollar bill.

“Oh, for the love of Corn Flakes! Justin! What the hell were you thinking?!”

“I was thinking that with two-hundred bucks I could get myself some new clothes, some books and a nice present for my older sister when her birthday rolls around next month.”

She pointed a finger at me. “Oh, no you don’t. Don’t even try to make it sound like you did any of this for me.” She sighed. “Have you sent him the pictures yet?”

“I haven’t made them yet.”

“Good. Don’t.”

“But I have to! I want the rest of the money and besides, I told him I would.”

Rolling her eyes, Brittney said, “Listen carefully to me, little brother. You’re thirteen. Making pictures of yourself naked and masturbating would be kiddie porn. That’s illegal.”

“I know. But I want the money.”

Letting out a long sigh, my sister said, “Look, dumb-ass, why are you dragging me into this anyhow? Why am I even hearing about it?”

“Well… I need you to take the pictures?”

“WHAT?!”

I backed up quickly, actually a tiny bit scared from the look on her face. “Well, it’s not like I can take them myself! I’d have to stand in front of a mirror or something and how would THAT look? Plus you have the digital camera! I don’t! You HAVE to help! Please?”

Taking a deep breath, my sister said, “Justin, I love you dearly, so I’m going to forget we even had this conversation and-”

“I’ll give you fifty bucks!” I blurted out.

“- I’ll give deep, deep consideration to the idea.” She closed her eyes and looked thoughtful for about a half a second. “Deal.”

I blinked. “What? Just like that?”

“Yeah. I’ll do it for seventy-five dollars, just like you said.”

“But I said…” I looked at her face. “Yeah, I said seventy-five.”

“Good boy.” She patted me on the head. “I really wanted to get some new clothes this weekend, so that works nicely. BUT! There’s one other catch.”

“What’s that?”

“Well… there’s this guy I met on the Internet…”

I couldn’t stop laughing for about a minute. When I finally calmed down I giggled just a little and said, “You know, nothing good has ever come of that sentence.”

“Oh, shut up.”

“How much is he offering to pay?”

“He’s not. He’s this really cute sixteen-year-old boy who lives in North Dakota, but his family will be here for the winter. Maybe he’ll be a better fuck than my last boyfriend.” We lived out in the California desert in a resort town. Lots of people visited.

“Ah. And he wants naked pics of you?”

Brittney shrugged. “I’ve seen him naked, so he wants to see me. I’ve done webcasts with him, but he wants to have some still pics, too.”

“Oh, ok.”

“So do we have a deal?”

I shrugged. I wasn’t too keen on the idea of seeing my sister naked, but I figured she probably felt the same way about me. “Deal.” I shook hands with her. “When do you wanna do this?”

She looked at the clock. “How about an hour from now? We can both get ready and that gives us plenty of time before Mom and Dad get home from work.”

“An hour it is! See ya!” I raced back to my room to prepare. I showered, I put on my best clothes, I got everything ready to go.

There was a knock on my door. I opened it to reveal Brittney. “Hey, sis.”

“Yo.” She brought in her digital camera. “Let me get this thing hooked up to your computer. That way it’ll be easier to manage everything.” Once everything was set up and ready to go, Brittney said, “Alright. I’ll take a few pics of you fully clothed and then you can start stripping and I’ll take pics of that.”

“Ok.”

At my sister’s suggestion, I took the top sheet off my bed and hung it up on the wall so that there would be something for me to be photographed against. Then, with her calling the shots, quite literally, I started posing in front of it.

“Ok,” Brittney said after taking several pictures. “Take off your shirt.”

I pulled my shirt off very slowly, pausing for photos every couples seconds, and did a few more poses.

My heart then skipped a couple beats as my sister said, “Ok. Go ahead and pull off your jeans now.”

This was a moment of truth for me. Swallowing a little I slowly started to work my way out of my jeans, as before pausing for pics constantly, until I was standing there in nothing but my tighty-whities. My teenage penis throbbed under the fabric.

Brittney moved in for a few closeups, having my hold my penis through the underwear to show it off a little. Then she said, “Ok, little bro. Big moment now. Take off your underwear, but do it really, really slowly so that I can get some really good footage, ok?”

Nodding at her, I took a deep breath. I was nervous as hell here. But I wanted to get some more money, and if posing like this while my sister took photos of me was what it took well, then, hey! Call me Mister Naked Boy.

To my surprise, taking off my underwear under my sister’s direction wasn’t actually as difficult as I thought it would be. I pulled them down a little in back first, to highlight my butt, and then turned around. I lowered the front just a little, enough to show off my pubes. Finally, bracing myself a little, I took the big step and, as I turned away from the camera again, I slowly pulled down my underwear until I was completely nude. Now naked, I turned around and faced my sister, my hands covering my penis.

“Uhm. Justin? You do kind of need to move your hands so that I can take a picture of that, too,” Brittney said with a little smile.

“Right,” I said, exhaling hard. I pulled my hands away to expose my young erection.

“Very nice,” my sister said after a moment. Soon she was back to snapping pic after pic of my nude body.

For the next several minutes, Brittney took a whole bunch of pictures of me naked. I think there were more nude pics than there were any others all total, including some of me holding my penis in various ways and even a little video clip of me slowly masturbating. I wondered what she was thinking as she made all these photos. Oh, well. Soon I’d be taking pictures of her and maybe I’d get something of an idea then.

“Ok, Justin,” Brittney said as she turned towards her laptop. “Come over here and have a look.”

I walked over, still naked, and looked at the computer screen as photo after photo of me in various stages of undress scrolled along.

“Those look really good,” I said.

“Yeah. You’re a pretty cute model, too.”

“I am?” I blushed.

“Yeah. Anyhow, are you ready to take pics of me?” she asked, handing me the camera.

I shrugged. “Sure, I guess so. Let me get dressed.”

“Why bother?” Brittney asked. “If we need to do any extra shots of you, you’ll just have to get naked again.”

I considered this. “Well… ok. Then go stand over there,” I said, gesturing towards the sheet.

Brittney walked over to the sheet and I put her through the same series of motions that she’d put me through. Eventually I got her progressively down to her bra and panties and then finally got her out of those.

And you know what? It did nothing at all for me. Her breasts looked ok, I guess, and between her legs all I could really see was a patch of hair. It just did nothing for me. If this wasn’t confirmation of me being gay, I don’t know what would be.

“I want to lay down and have you get some close-ups, ok?” Brittney said.

I shrugged. “Sure, if you want.”

My sister laid down and spread her legs. I got down on the floor with her and started taking a lot of different pics of her breasts and face. Eventually I crouched between her legs and took several pictures of her exposed vagina. It looked really strange to me. My penis was as hard as it had ever been, but I chalked that up to the eroticness of the situation. I couldn’t for the life of me see the attraction of something like what laid between Brittney’s legs.

“Let me see the camera for a second,” my sister said. Still crouched between her legs I passed it to her. She said, “Smile!” and took a picture. Looking at the back of the screen she said, “Huh. That looks kinda cool.”

“Let me see it?”

She handed me the camera and I looked at the picture she’d taken. You could see my body from the chest down, including my hard penis. All you could see of my sister was her pubic hair, her spread thighs and stomach.

“Yeah, I guess that looks kinda cool,” I said.

“Almost looks like you’re gonna fuck me,” she giggled.

I laughed. “Yeah, kind of, I guess.”

“Gimme back the camera.” I handed it to her. “Now. Take your dick and point it at my pussy.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Why?”

“I wanna take a picture of you doing that.”

“Why?”

Brittney rolled her eyes. “Just do it, ok?”

Somewhat reluctantly, I took my penis in my hand and pointed it down towards my sister’s vagina as she took several pics of me in this pose.

After she was done with photographing us like this, I said, “So why do you want it to look like I was going to fuck you?”

“Well, there’s lots of, like, older guys out there who I think would pay a lot more money than what you’re already getting if they saw what looked like pics of a brother and sister getting it on together.”

“They will?” I asked, surprised.

“Yeah. Lots of times when I’m chatting online with people and I tell them I have a little brother they ask if I’m fucking you.”

I thought about this for a few seconds and then nodded. “Yeah, you know, I’ve even had a couple guys ask me things like that, too.”

Brittney nodded. “Yeah, so, see, if there’s actually pics that make it look like we’ve been having sex, then people will be willing to pay for it. You see?”

“Yeah… yeah, that does make sense. We could make a lot of money this way!”

“Damn right, Justin!” She grinned.

“So you wanna take a few more pictures?” I asked, my penis still hard and my hand still pointing it down at my sister’s vagina.

“Yeah, sure. But here. You hold the camera.”

“Ok.” I took it from her. “Now what?”

“Well… do you care if I touch your dick?”

“Uh… I guess not.”

I let go of my penis and my sister took it in her hand, lining it up with her vagina. “Ok, now take some pics of this and make sure you get a few showing like my body and face as much as you can, ok?”

“Alright.”

As I snapped the pictures I thought about how weird it was that my sister was holding onto my penis. I’d had sex with a couple of other guys before, so I was used to having other people touching me. But in this case, it was not only a girl it was also my sister. Very strange. But it felt just as good as it did when another guy touched it.

“Ok, give me the camera.” I handed it down to my sister and she looked over some of the photos. “Cool. You’re pretty good at taking pictures.”

“Thanks.”

“Alright. Let’s try some more.” She passed it back to me. “Point it down at me again, ok?”

“Ok.” I held my penis with one hand and the camera in the other. Brittney reached down and spread open her vagina. Now I could actually see the hole! It looked… interesting. Not quite like anything I’d seen before.

“Ok. Now move forward until the head of your dick touches against my hole.”

I didn’t even bother to argue. I did as I was told and felt the tip of my erection brushing up against my sister’s vagina. The sensation was pretty interesting. Like everything else, it didn’t really do anything for me, though I noted distantly that my penis was harder than ever.

Then something pretty cool happened. My sister had been holding her vagina open wide. Now she pulled her fingers away and I felt her labia carressing the tip of my penis. It felt really cool for reasons I didn’t quite get. Very warm and inviting. I was starting to understand what straight boys thought.

“Ok, let me see the camera.”

I passed it back down to my sister who looked it over.

“Very cool,” she said with a smile up to me. “This’ll make us SO MUCH money.”

“Really?”

“Really!” Brittney looked thoughtful. “I got another idea. You got any lube or anything?”

Blushing head to toe I said, “Why?”

“Well, because. Do you?”

“Yeah,” I admitted. I used it to masturbate with and a couple times used it when I got fucked by a friend of mine.

“Get it.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

Sighing a little I got up and dug around in my nightstand drawer until I came out with the lube. I then knelt between my sister’s legs once more and said, “Now what?”

“Rub it all over your dick.” Apparently seeing the skeptical look on my face she said, “It’ll make your penis look really wet, like you actually had it inside me.”

“Oh. Why would it be wet if I had it in you?”

“Because pussies are wet inside, stupid.” Brittney rolled her eyes. “What are you, gay or something?”

I stuck my tongue out at her. “Look, I’m thirteen and I’m not into girls. How the hell am I supposed to know these things?”

“How wet is it in there?” I asked, eyeing her vagina.

“Pretty slick. Here, give me your hand.”

Warrily I held out my hand. My sister extended my index finger and pressed it against her vagina. Next thing I knew it was sliding into this place of incredible warmth and wetness.

“Wow! That’s really cool!” I worked my finger back and forth.

“Yeah…”

Pulling it out, I said, “Ok, I can see why you want me to lube up my penis now.”

“Ok, lube up, then!”

I squirted some of the lube onto my penis and started rubbing it all over until my erection was nice and shinny. “Is that good enough?”

“Yeah. Now, put it back where it was before.”

“Ok.”

I scooted forward and lined up. I carefully moved around and then pushed forward just slightly. Apparently, though, the lube had made me a little more slippery than I expected, because suddenly I saw and felt the entire tip of my penis vanish into my sister’s vagina.

I let out an involuntary gasp as I felt this amazing sensation around the head of my erection. It took every bit of strength and willpower that I had to keep myself from pushing all of it into her.

“Sorry!” I managed to say. “I was more slippery than I thought…”

“It’s ok,” my sister said. I started to pull back a little and she said, “No, wait. Long as you’re there, we might as well take some pictures.”

“Oh? Well, ok.” I actually didn’t want to pull back. It felt too nice.

Brittney took a few more pictures, mostly focusing on the place where the head of my penis disappeared into her vagina. I did my best to hold completely still, not wanting to pull back and knowing that I shouldn’t push forward.

“There we go,” she said at last. “I think that’s about as many pics as we can manage.”

“Yeah,” I said with a little chuckle in my voice. “I mean, all we could really do now is have me, you know, put it all the way in.”

I found myself holding my breath wondering what my sister would say to this, while all the while wondering what the fuck was wrong with me! I mean, firstly I’m gay, and secondly, this was my own sister! Going any further than we already had would be so many kinds of wrong I couldn’t even count them all!

But then my heart sang with joy as Brittney shrugged a little and said, “Well, we’ve already gone this far. If we go a little farther, we’ll be able to probably make even more money from all this. If you want to put it all the way in, I don’t really mind.”

“You… you don’t?” I squeaked out.

“Not really. Just let me get some pictures of everything. In fact, I’ll probably set this to record a few seconds of video.”

“Oh… well, if you really don’t mind…?”

“Justin,” Brittney said with a little smile. She aimed the camera. “Just go for it, ok?”

“Ok.”

I steadied myself over Brittney’s naked body and slowly started to push down and forward, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis sliding easily and smoothly into my fifteen-year-old sister’s tight, wet and just magnificent vagina! I let out a little gasp as the impact of all this finally hit my brain. It was absolutely mind blowing!
“Justin?” My sister’s voice came softly to my ears. I looked up into the camera. “Start fucking me, ok?”

I nodded and began slowly fucking my older sister. The sensations that were shooting through my penis were better than anything I’d ever felt before! It felt better than getting blown from a guy, that was sure. There was still something missing for me, though.

Whatever was missing, it wasn’t going to be enough to keep me from cumming, however. As I fucked faster and faster, it was pretty obvious that my orgasm was about to hit. Normally I wouldn’t worry about cumming when I was with someone, but I’d only had sex with guys, and they didn’t get pregnant.

“Oh… oh… ah… Brit…?”

“Yeah…?”

“I’m gonna… gonna cum pretty soon… do I have to… you know… pull out…?”

She shook her head and kept snapping pics. “Don’t worry about it. It’s the wrong time of month.”

“Aaah… good… I… aaaah… ooooh!” Fireworks exploded in my mind as my penis began kicking around in my sister’s vagina, my sperm blasting out of me and into her. I couldn’t even think about how wonderful it was! All I could do was lose myself in pleasure.

When I was done cumming, I collapsed on top of Brittney, breathing hard and trying to get my brain back. She set the camera aside and hugged me tight.

“So what did you think?”

It was several seconds before I could respond, but finally I managed to say, “That was really… whoa… that was cool…” I grinned a little.

Brittney chuckled a little and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “I’m glad you liked it!”

We disengaged ourselves and cleaned up. The rest of the day we spent going over all the pictures and the film clips and sorting out the wheat from the chaff. Once we had what we wanted, I sent some to the guy I knew and Brittney sent some to the boy she knew.

Over the course of the next few months we gradually put out more of the pictures, and soon we were pulling in nearly $500 a month from selling them. One guy, who it turned out lived in the same area as us, even paid my sister and I $1000 each to fuck in front of him while he filmed us. It was the only time I fucked Brittney after the first time, and it wound up being the last.

About seven months after we’d started our little business, the FBI paid a visit to our house and had a chat with our parents. They were NOT HAPPY, to be certain. Grounded? You bet. Grounded to start with! There was talk of military school for me (talk which died when I outed myself to our parents), and threats of a convent for Brittney (which since we were Jewish was really unlikely). Needless to say, we lost our computers and the camera.

Things died down after a few months. Our parents even gave us back our computers when they got tired of putting up with us bugging them to let us use their computer for things like homework and such.

Even after we had the computers back, Brittney and I never got together again. It was probably for the best. I managed to get a steady boyfriend, as did she, and we both went on with our lives. On the whole, things could have been a lot worse.

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Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

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In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.0

Incest, Siblings, Straight, Teens |

October 30, 2008

In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.0
By
Alex Hawk

Gasping and shuddering, I let out a moan of pleasure as the naked twelve-year-old boy on top of me eagerly thrust his young penis in and out of my twelve-year-old vagina. He was really good, and really knew what to do with his sexy young body. It wasn’t long before I felt my orgasm ripping through me, joined seconds later by the boy’s moans as his sperm fired off into my blissed-out preteen body.

After the boy was done cumming, he pulled out of me and we laid there, side by side, trying to get our breaths back.

“What was… your name again?” he asked me, breathing hard.

“Sennii… What was yours?”

“Arvid.”

“That’s a pretty bisque name,” I said. I gave the boy a kiss. “You wanna meet up again soon?”

“Yeah.” He cocked an ear to one side. “My mom’s paging me. I gotta go.”

“Ok. Bye.”

“Bye.” He sat up, shimmered and vanished.

I took a moment to stretch then closed my eyes, feeling a faint tingle go through my body as I left the FLiN. When I opened my eyes I was laying on my bed in my bedroom. I let out a happy sigh, sat up and checked the time. It was 1054 FMTZ (First Martian Time Zone). My parents would be coming home tonight. They’d spent the weekend down on Earth, touring some museum or something. I’ve never known quite why anyone would ever want to go there. I was quite happy living in Ares City. Still, at least they’d probably come back with some nice presents for my brother and I. Christmas was only in a few days. I couldn’t wait!
Leaving my bedroom I went out into the hall and into the kitchen. My thirteen-year-old brother, Jovii, was sitting at the table eating and reading something.

“What are you reading?” I asked him.

“‘Hero of Taggert’s Run’,” he replied, not focusing on me. His attention was focused on the small implant that put the words directly in front of his eye. “It’s about how one lieutenant on the St Louis saved the remnants of the 3rd Fleet during the First Battle of Taggert’s Run.”

“History?” I asked, getting some food and sitting down. It had to be history, of course. I knew the battle had taken place during the Kaldorn War, and that had run from 2107 to 2110. Our parents had both fought in it; Mom in the Navy, Dad in the Marines. Now it was 2122 and there hadn’t been any major wars since.

“Yeah, it’s pretty bisque.”

“Nice. I’ll have to check it out later.”

“Sure. I’ll send it to you.” His eyes changed focus. Then he looked back. “Done.”

“Bisque. Thanks.”

“No problem.” His eyes changed focus again, and I knew he’d shut the reader file. “So what did you have planned for tonight?”

“I don’t know,” I said with a shrug. “Probably just spend the night in FLiN.”

“Cybering?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah? I haven’t cybered in a few days.”

“I was on earlier with this boy named Arvid. He was pretty bisque.”

“Cute?”

I shrugged. “His avatar was. That’s really all that matters.”

“Yeah. You wanna cyber with me later? We haven’t done it in a while.”

I thought about it. I’d started cybering with Jovii back just last year. He’d actually taken my cyber-cherry. We hadn’t done it in a while, though.

“Sure, it might be fun.”

“Bisque. Just let me know when you’re ready.”

“Ok.”

With that Jovii stood, cleared his dishes and went wandering into the living room. I soon heard the sound of the HPU blaring out the latest sitcom he’d fallen in love with. I shook my head. Much as I loved Jovii, the boy had no taste.

“Hey, bisque!” I heard Jovii say from the living room as a commercial came on.

“What?” I called back.

He wandered into the kitchen. “They’re doing a series of news broadcasts from the starship Victory. That’s the one Captain Constantine is in command of.”
Jovii obviously thought I should recognize the name. I didn’t. “Oh.”

“You don’t know who that is, do you, Sennii?”

“Not really.”

“She’s the one who was the lieutenant at Taggert’s Run. The one who beat back the Kaldorn fleet long enough to let the 3rd Fleet escape.”

“Oh, bisque. I can see how you’d like that.”

“Yeah.”

Jovii’s show came back on and he went back into the living room. I followed him and sat down next to him on the couch.

“Anything good on after this?”

“Let’s see.” He scanned through the guide through the implant in his head. Shaking his head, he said, “Not really. There’s the remake of ‘Citizen Kane’ on later, though.”

I made a face. “The one from back in the ’30’s? The one with Haley Joe Osmond, or whatever his name was?”

“Haley Joel Osment, and yes. With Ashley Olsen-Damon, too.”

I shuddered. “No, thanks. That’s about as anti-bisque as you can get.”

“True.”

Once Jovii’s boring sitcom was over, I said, “Since there’s nothing else on, you wanna cyber right now?”

My brother shrugged. “I dunno. I was thinking I should probably go do my homework. I have a test Friday in my Physics of Hyperspace class. I have another one next week in xenososh, too.”

I shuddered. “I hate xenosociology.”

“Don’t we all.” Jovii smiled. “I wouldn’t mind spending some time learning more about the Alanii, mind you.”
I grinned. “Me, either.” Everyone loved the Alanii. Almost the very definition of bisque, they were one of the few alien races we’d contacted (actually, they contacted us). They looked kind of like elves, lived two-thousand years and slept with everything that moved. Our parents, like many people, looked up to them. They’d even given Jovii and I Alanii names.

Poking my brother, I said, “So, you wanna cyber?”

“Well, like I said, I gotta study,” Jovii protested.

“Yeah, but it was your idea to begin with. Don’t be a norbert.”

Jovii sighed. “Yeah. And it’s always good with you, too.”

“Incest is best,” I said with a grin.

“Ok. You wanna go to our rooms or do it here?”

I thought for a moment. “Let’s just do it here. Mom and Dad aren’t due back from Earth until later. Hell, they probably haven’t even left Paris yet.”

“Ok. Your place or mine?”

“Let’s do yours.”

“Ok.” Jovii’s eyes unfocused and closed as his body slumped slightly.

Knowing that my brother was ready, I activated my own implants and joined him in cyberspace.

The implants we had were an amazing bit of tech. Most kids, except ones from weird families, have them implanted just after birth. Well, not implanted really. What would happen was that you’d have some nanites inserted into your body. They’d migrate to your brain and place out the threads that made up the network.

You started off with access to basic systems and software. When you hit about eleven, you get extra software added which, among other things, allowed for access to the full version of the Fantasy Life Network.

The FLiN was the successor to the old Internet. One could do research on historical events by simply recreating them in the FLiN. You could take part in them, or just sit back and learn.

There were also other things you could do, like games. Anything was possible in the FLiN. You could play any scenarios you wanted. You could live you and experience any fantasy you wanted to. The implants in your mind would activate all the appropriate nerve endings as you did things. So, for example, if you were swimming you’d feel the water around you, the sun above you, you’d smell the sea air, all that stuff.

Needless to say, just like the Internet back in the 1990’s, commerce, knowledge, conversation and learning soon took a backseat to sex. Virtual fantasy places where people could be anything and could have sex with anyone or anything. Some people just did it with sims, but it was always better when you had someone else joining you. It was great because you couldn’t great pregnant or anything. And no matter what your kink was, there was someone else in the FLiN that would share it with you.

For kids this was a total boon. Since the first days of the FLiN back in the 2040’s (it was opened up in 2046, just the year before Jorgensen and his team sent the first hyperspace message), kids used it to have sex just as much, if not more, than adults did. By the time my generation got to it, we were totally into it. As a result most people now didn’t start having real sex until they were about 19 or 20. Why bother? You could get all the fun without any of the problems by doing it in the FLiN. It was really, really hyper-bisque!

When I logged in, I “appeared” (actually it appeared in my mind), in a very nice outdoor garden area. A recreation of Eden. My brother and I had sex there a lot back when we were first starting.

“Nostalgia?” I asked, turning towards my brother’s avatar.

“Of course.”

My brother’s avatar looked just like a naked version of him (so I assumed anyhow. I’d never actually seen him naked in real life). Most people, myself included, would change their avatar from time to time. It was regarded as a sign of real trust to let someone see your avatar the way you looked in real life.

“You’ve filled out nicely,” Jovii said, looking me over.

“Thanks. You, too.”

Jovii came up and took me by the hand, his erect penis bobbing as he walked. “Remember this place?”

I nodded. “You took my virginity here.”

“Yeah. That was totally bisque.”

Jovii and I walked, hand in hand, towards a small patch of grass near the pond. It was smooth and silky soft. I’d felt grass like this in real life in parks. The terraforming outside the domes that made up Ares City wasn’t done yet, so Mars didn’t have any grass of its own. When it did, I hoped it felt like this stuff.
Jovii and I sat down on the grass and started kissing. It was really interesting on one level. Here I was, getting ready to have sex with my brother in cyberspace. Incest was very, very popular among kids in the FLiN. You weren’t bisque if you hadn’t had sex with your sibling at least once.

Like most people, though, I knew that in real life I’d NEVER do it with him. But then again, that was the whole point of the FLiN, really. You could do what you wouldn’t or couldn’t do in reality. In reality, for example, I hadn’t ever had sex with anyone. I masturbated every once in a while, but that was it. In the FLiN I’d been having sex almost daily since I turned eleven.

“You’ve gotten better,” Jovii said between kisses.

“You, too.”

My brother slowly laid me down on the grass, kissing me passionately as he did so. Once I was on my back, he started nuzzling my breasts, sucking gently at each of my nipples. I sighed and enjoyed the foreplay. So many boys just basically wanted to get on top of me and stick it in. It was nice to have a boy who wanted more.

I reached down to stroke Jovii’s penis while he worked on my breasts. Eventually I moved my head around and took him into my mouth, sucking gently on his erection, teasing the shaft with my tongue and doing my best to make him feel good.

“Oooo… you’ve gotten pretty good at that lately,” Jovii said.

“Thanks,” I replied, lifting my mouth briefly from his penis. “I’ve had lots of practice.”

“I bet,” he chuckled. Slowly he turned his body around and positioned his head between my legs. Soon he was proving that I wasn’t the only one who’d learned a few new tricks since the last time we’d had sex.

My brother and I sixty-nined with each other for a good several minutes, just really getting into the foreplay. It was pretty bisque. My brother had learned this neat little trick where he’d finger me while licking all around my clitoris at the same time. It wasn’t the first time someone had done that to me, but Jovii was really good.

I pulled my mouth off my brother’s penis, looked back at him and said, “You wanna fuck now?”

“Ok. What position?”

“Let me ride you.”

“Alright.”

Jovii laid down on his back, holding his penis up for me. I straddled him at the waist, lined his erection up with my vagina and slowly slid myself down around him. Once I had my brother’s penis completely inside me, I looked down at him and smiled.

“This brings back some memories.”

“Oh, yeah…” He reached up with one hand to play with my breasts and with the other started playing with my clitoris. “VERY nice memories. Nice mammaries, too.”

I laughed and started moving up and down around my brother’s penis. It felt soooo wonderful to have him inside me again. I vowed that I’d never let this much time pass between encounters with him again.

I leaned down and started kissing Jovii as he began moving his hips, thrusting his penis up into me. Then I sat up a little and Jovii sat up as well, kissing each of my breasts as he continued to move inside me.

My brother then embraced me close and rolled me over onto my back. He held himself up above me with his hands and started fucking me with a slow, steady motion while looking into my eyes. He looked really beautiful when he fucked me. It was very nice seeing his body moving on top of mine.

Soon Jovii began swiveling his hips, moving his penis around inside me with a nice, circular motion. I’d had boys do that to me before and it was always one of my favorite things. It always felt soooo good!

“Sennii…? I’m gonna cum soon…”

“Alright…” I put my arms around my brother’s body and held him tight as he kept fucking me harder and harder. Then he stopped completely, let out a loud moan and began to cum, his penis twitching and kicking inside my vagina as his sperm flooded into me.

This triggered my own orgasm (the configuration in my software was that I would always cum as the boy fucking me did, or if I came first, he’d cum right after). I let out a cry of pure happiness and pleasure as I climaxed around my brother’s thrusting penis.

Jovii and I kissed a couple more times as we finished cumming, then he pulled out of me and laid next to me on the grass.

“THAT was bisque!”

“Yeah.” I snuggled up next to him and looked out at the garden. “We need to come here more and do this again.”

“Yeah.” He kissed me once more. “Back to reality?”

“Yeah.” I closed my eyes and let the world of the FLiN fade out in front of me, returning me to my boring normal life.

END ver 1.0

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. Braccae illae virides cum subucula
rosea et tunica Caledonia-quam elenganter concinnatur!

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This is the first of a series of stories set in the sci-fi universe created by a friend of mine. All the major elements that make it up are his. I just borrowed them for a while. As for why he uses the word “bisque” as a slang term, you got me.
All the stories in this series will involve the FLiN in one way or another. The idea of it really fascinates me. Rather then call each story a part or a chapter, I’m calling them iterations. Look it up. The only real connection between them will be the FLiN.

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A Thing as Pure as Love – Chapter Nine

Incest, Pregnancy, Siblings, Straight, Teens, Tweens |

October 16, 2008

A Thing as Pure as Love – Chapter Nine
By
Alex Hawk

Pain…

Every part of me hurt. My head hurt. My legs hurt. My EYEBROWS hurt.

Then I began to slowly realize that I shouldn’t be feeling any pain at all. I should be dead. What was going on?

I was aware that I was laying down. I tried to sit up and felt the world spin around me.

“Whoa, there, son,” I heard a gentle voice say and felt hands guiding me back onto what I realized was a bed.

Aware that my eyes were shut, I tried to open them, then slammed them shut again as the light nearly blinded me. I worked my mouth and tried to speak.

“Oh, you’re probably thirsty. Here, take a sip.” I felt a straw at my mouth. I sucked on it gently, feeling cool water flood into my mouth. Before I knew it I had drank the entire glass.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

“You’re welcome,” came the voice again.

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling them adjust to the light. Soon they were open entirely and I realized I was in a hospital bed. Sitting near me, on a small chair, was a man, probably about fifty years old-or-thereabouts.

“Where am…” I started to ask, then stopped. “Where’s Cassie?” I asked in a slightly panicked voice.

The man held up a hand. “Don’t worry. Your girlfriend is just fine. She’s in the next room over.”

“Oh, thank god,” I whispered and laid back.

“I’m sure He’d say you’re welcome,” the man said with a smile in his voice.

I sat up again and looked at him. “Thank you, too, doctor.”

He laughed. “Oh, I’m not a doctor. I’m a minister. My name is Thomas Johansen.” He held out his hand. I shook it, the movement sending pain through my arm. “My wife and I found you and your girlfriend out on the street the other night.”

I blinked. “Oh. Well, then, REALLY thank you.” I swallowed a little. “I think we nearly… nearly died out there.”

“You nearly did,” he said with a nod.

I closed my eyes and shuddered. Then I opened them in a slight panic. “The baby…”

Mr Johansen smiled. “Don’t worry. Cassie, you said her name was?” I nodded. “Her baby, and I presume yours?” I nodded again. “The baby is fine.”

“Oh, good,” I whispered.

The room was quiet for a few minutes and then Mr Johansen said, “May I ask your name?”

“Huh? Oh. Hunter.”

“If you don’t mind, Hunter, may I ask how you and Cassie came to be out on the streets on a night like that?”

The question was innocuous, but I knew I had to answer it carefully. I certainly couldn’t tell him the full truth, so I settled for an abbreviated version. That Cassie and I were from far away, that she was trying to find her mother and I was along to help her. I mentioned nothing of our father, beyond saying that both my father and hers were dead. I didn’t go into a lot of detail, of course. I hoped he’d just figure I was too tired out to do so, which wasn’t far from the truth.

Mr Johansen seemed to accept my explanation and didn’t really push me any further. At some point after that I drifted off to a sound sleep.

When I woke up I saw Mr Johansen talking quietly to a woman who looked about his age. She looked almost like everyone’s grandmother. Grey hair, not exactly thin, obviously a woman who was used to smiling a lot.

She seemed to notice I was awake. “Thomas?” she said, and pointed at me.

Mr Johansen looked at me. “Oh. Hunter. How are you feeling?”

“A little hungry,” I ventured.

“I’ll go get you something dear,” the woman, his wife I assumed, said as she left the room.

“That was my wife, Elizabeth. She’s been keeping an eye on Cassie.”

“Cassie…” I closed my eyes a little, trying to banish the image of Cassie freezing out on the streets. I sat up. “I want to go see her.”

“Alright,” Mr Johansen said calmly. “But why don’t you eat something first?”

I was about to argue, but then my stomach rumbled. I hadn’t really eaten anything before we’d wound up on the street, and now was really hungry. “Ok.”

Mrs Johansen returned with the food only a couple moments later. I scarfed it down quickly, even though it was quite bland and tasteless. I’d had enough experience with hospitals in the past (thanks to my dad), to know that was what was to be expected.

Mrs Johansen made small talk with me while I ate. She seemed like a very nice lady, and reported that Cassie was awake and doing well and looking very forward to seeing me. That made me eat all the faster.

After I was done eating, Mr and Mrs Johansen helped me stand up. She left the room while I got some clothes on, and then the three of us walked down the hall. Once we were outside Cassie’s room, they told me they’d wait outside. I nodded, took a deep breath and opened the door.

Cassie was laying on a bed. She looked like she was sleeping. I walked slowly over to her and brushed a little hair out of her face. “Cassie?” I whispered.

Her head turned towards me and her eyes opened. My sister’s smile was like a glimpse into heaven.

“Hello, Hunter.”

Cassie and I checked out of the hospital the next day and immediately went home with Mr and Mrs Johansen. We’d both initially declined their offer of a place to live, but in the end we saw the logic.

They offered to let us live with them for as long as we needed. Until the baby was born and then well past then. They’d help us get enrolled into school and take care of us. It was a chance for us to get our lives back into order after months of chaos. We couldn’t possibly refuse.

Over the next few days, we found out that they’d lost their only son back in 1969 when he’d died in Vietnam. They missed him terribly, and I think they basically viewed us as replacement children.

Cassie gave birth during the first week of June. We named our new son Luke, after a certain movie we’d seen the week before. His middle name was Thomas. He was just amazing. I couldn’t believe Cassie and I had made something so wonderful together.

The night after Luke was born, I went to Mr Johansen and finally confessed everything. I told him about our father. I told him about our mother. I told him about our relationship. I told him everything. I had to. I couldn’t keep living a lie.

Mr Johansen took it surprisingly well. It turned out he’d actually already suspected something like this. He wasn’t angry or anything. He was a little sad at our story and what we’d gone through, but he was also very understanding.

So it was because of him that I ended up with a lawyer and in August went back to New York to answer questions about the death of our dad. The authorities there briefly considered charging me with murder, but eventually decided there was no way they’d get a conviction, so I walked out free.

When I came back to Portland, I got an even bigger burst of happiness. Mr Johansen had tracked down our mother, and brought her to Portland. Turned out she’d been living in San Francisco, and hadn’t been in LA for two years. She’d written to us all the time, but our dad had always destroyed her letters.

As time went by the memories of those months on the road began to fade away. We both went back to school, and I eventually went to college where I majored in theology. I was determined to follow in the steps of Mr Johansen and become a minister.

Cassie also wound up going to college and ended up being a kindergarten teacher. She was very good with kids, as she proved by doing most of the work with raising Luke, who ended up being a wonderful child.

And now, all these years later, I look back at our lives and what we’ve done. Luke is married now and has kids of his own, making us the proud grandparents in the world. We’d raised him right, too. Never so much as spanked him.

He was also the only child we had. We’d not had sex with each other since before we wound up in the hospital. Once we were stable and in a home, well, we still loved each other, but no longer made love. Even now I’m not sure why we stopped. It wasn’t ever something we talked about. We just didn’t do it anymore.

We also never wound up being romantically involved with anyone else. I’m pretty sure she had sex with at least a couple other people in her life. I know I did. But there wasn’t anymore romance there. And that was ok.

I still regret how things had gone with our father. I’ve long since forgiven him, but it’s been harder to forgive myself, even though I know I did the right thing. Still, because of him, Cassie and I managed to find a thing as pure as love, and that, in a way, made all of life worth living.

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Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk. Love is a many splendored
thing!
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