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Earning a Living

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October 19, 2008

Earning a Living
By
Alex Hawk

As the rain beat down on the streets, I held out my hand to passersby, saying, “Spare change? Any spare change?” to just about everyone that came by while next to me my sister shivered in the cold.

“This isn’t working, Baird,” she said as she trembled.

“I know, Cheyenne, but I don’t have any other ideas.”

We’d been stuck out on the streets of Seattle’s U-District for a month now, ever since our Dad had died and left us with nothing but debt. Then our mom got laid off. Originally she had been here with us, but last week she’d gotten a job. Bad part was it was clear on the other side of the state in Spokane. She planned to go work there as much and as hard as she could, and then send us money as soon as she could so that we could join her.

Our mom had left us with at least a little money before she went, but we ended up spending that pretty quickly, and for the last two days we’d been stuck having to earn money this way. It had worked out pretty well yesterday, but it hadn’t been pouring down rain yesterday, and my sister had been the one trying to get people to give her money. That seemed to work much better than me trying.

“If you have any better suggestions,” I added, “I’ll listen.”

“I can’t think of anything,” she replied, miserably.

“Me, either.”

One more hour drifted past. We’d ended up accumulating about four bucks, which wasn’t even enough to buy dinner for the two of us. This really, really sucked ass.

“This really, really sucks ass,” Cheyenne said.

I laughed. “I was just thinking that.”

“Spare change?” my sister called out as a man walked past.

Rather than simply walk by, he stopped and looked at us both.

“What are you two doing out here?”

“Trying to get money,” I said.

“Where are your parents?”

“Our dad died a few months ago. We got evicted. Our mom got a job last week, but she hasn’t been able to mail us any money yet. We’re cold, we’re hungry and we just want to get some cash.”

“You’re brother and sister?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“How old are you two?”

“I’m thirteen and Cheyenne is fourteen.”

The man seemed to be considering something. “You probably haven’t gotten a lot of money today, with the weather.”

“No,” I said.

Cheyenne spoke up. “We just want to be able to get something to eat.”

The man nodded. “Alright. I’ll tell you what. Let me take you two over to Denny’s to get some food. I’ll buy you whatever you’d like to eat.”
I perked up. “Really? You’d do that? Why?”

Shrugging he said, “It’s Sunday and I haven’t done my good deed for the week yet.”

I traded looks with Cheyenne. She had an “it’s up to you” kind of expression on her face.

“Alright. We’ll go with you. Thanks, mister.”

“Call me Renault.”

“Like the car?”

“Yes. I have a sister named Porsche and another one named Mercedes. Apparently my parents wanted to keep up the trend.”

Cheyenne and I both laughed and stood up, walking after Renault as he escorted us to the nearby Denny’s. It was a short walk, and since we were all trying to hurry and stay as dry as possible, conversation was limited.

When we got there, we went inside, got our seats and each ordered a cup of coffee. Once we were drinking and had placed our food orders, Renault said, “It must be very difficult being stuck out on the streets like this.”

“It is a little,” I admitted. “But our mom got a job now, so we’ll be ok. She just needs to work for a short amount of time to save up some money so that we can get into a new place to live.”

Renault nodded. “I can see where that would be a good thing.”

We chatted a little more, largely me and him, Cheyenne stayed quiet most of the time. Once the food arrived it was mostly him talking with me and my sister nodding from time to time, not paying as much attention as we were before.

After we were done with the dinner, Renault bought us dessert and continued talking with us, telling stuff about his life. Turned out that he was twenty-nine and didn’t do anything for work. It seemed that he had access to a major inheritance that his parents had left him. It sounded like he had more money than he knew what to do with. He spent most of his time going to movies, reading, visiting museums, things like that. I was jealous.

“Where were you two planning to sleep tonight?” he asked.

I shrugged. “Probably we were going to try and get into one of the shelters. We stayed there the other night, but we didn’t like it. But since it’s raining tonight…”

He nodded. “I can understand that. Excuse me; I need to visit the restroom.” He stood and walked away.

“He seems nice, Baird.”

I nodded. “Yeah, he seems like an ok guy. It was nice of him to buy us this food.”

“Sounds like he can afford it pretty easily,” Cheyenne grumbled.

“Be nice.”

Renault came back a minute or two later. As he sat down, he said, “I’ll tell you kids what. If you want, you can come stay with me tonight. I have a nice little condo here in town. You can come stay with me and be out of the rain and not have to go to the shelter.”

“Uh…” I looked at Cheyenne. “Well… I mean… that’s a nice offer… but…”

“We’ll take it,” Cheyenne said quickly.

I blinked. “What?”

“We’ll take it,” she repeated. She leaned over. “I can’t take the idea of another night at that shelter.”

“It was pretty unpleasant,” I conceded. She had always been the more practical of the two of us.

“Well, the offer is open, if you two want. My car is outside, we can ride on up there. I have a guest room you two can stay in. No problem.”

I looked at my sister again and then shrugged. “Alright. Sounds like a good plan to me.”

We finished up the food, polished off our coffee and waited while Renault settled up on the bill. After we left, we walked down a couple blocks and came to a very, very nice looking car.

“Cool car,” I said, as we walked to it.

“Thank you, Baird. It’s an Aston-Martin,” Renault said. “A certain irony, I suppose.” He held open the door for my sister and I. We got in, he got behind the wheel and we headed off, riding in silence for about five minutes until we pulled into the garage of a condo not too terribly far from downtown.

Renault’s condo was up at the top of the building. It was a really nice place. Very modern in it’s look, but with some nice old furniture. I didn’t really know how to describe it, but I liked it a lot. Even the room he’d given to Cheyenne and I was really nice, with a great big bed, the biggest I’d ever seen.

“Would you two like to watch a movie?” he asked once we were settled in. Both Cheyenne and I were interested, so we sat back and watched the special edition version of “Fellowship of the Ring”, which we’d both liked.

After the movie was over, Renault, looking a little awkward and embarrassed, said, “I have a proposition for you two.”

“Oh?” I asked.

He nodded and took a deep breath. “I want to give you two some money. Well, not give it. I want to give you the chance to earn some money.”
I perked up a bit. “Ok, how?”

Renault looked awkward again. “Well… you two are brother and sister.”

“Yes,” I agreed to the patently obvious.

Biting his bottom lip, Renault continued. “I have a special idea that I want you two to consider. If you end up being interested, I’ll give you two-thousand dollars.”
Both my eyes and those of my sister went very wide. “Two thousand?” she squeaked.

Nodding, Renault said, “Yes. In cash.”

“What do you want us to do to earn it?” I asked, now getting a little apprehensive. No one offered you two thousand dollars for something easy.

“It’s easy,” he said. Taking another deep breath he went on. “I’ve always wanted to see a brother and sister… well… have sex with each other. If you two are willing to do that for me, I’ll give you two thousand dollars.”

Cheyenne and I just stared at him for several seconds. I should have known he was some creep, I thought. There was no way anyone normal would have been so nice to us.

“I think we should leave,” I said, starting to stand up.

Cheyenne grabbed my arm and yanked me back down. Leaning over she whispered to me, “Baird! He’s going to give us two thousand dollars. TWO THOUSAND,” she hissed.

“Just a second,” I said to Renault.

Renault stood up. “I’m going to go into the kitchen and make a snack. Why don’t you two sort out what you want to do?”

“Ok.” I turned towards Cheyenne and whispered, “He’s going to give us two thousand dollars if you and I have sex with each other!”

Cheyenne blushed and looked a little uncomfortable. “Yeah, I know. That’s not something I really want, but it’s a lot of money, and we really need money.”

“I know it is.”

“Think of how much it would help us. We could go to where Mom is and we could get a place for all three of us to live.”

“Yeah, but…” I tried to formulate my argument against this while at the same time I couldn’t help but notice that I was getting a hard-on. I’d never had sex with a girl before and like most thirteen-year-old boys, I really wanted to. But with my own sister? But we’d get money. But it would be with Cheyenne. But we’d get a LOT of money. I was so unsure.

“Besides, if we ended up doing this and got paid two thousand dollars, think of all the time we wouldn’t have to spend begging in the streets.”

I thought hard. In the end I just couldn’t decide and figured that since she was the more practical of the two, I’d let my sister make the choice.

“Cheyenne… I can’t make my mind up on this. It WOULD be a lot of money, yes, but you’re my sister. We shouldn’t be having sex with each other. The money would be nice, though. But I just don’t know.” I shrugged. “I guess I’ll leave it up to you. If you want, we’ll do it, but if not, we won’t.”

“You’re going to make ME decide?” she protested.

“Yeah.” I looked away. “You know you’re a little smarter than me.”

“Only a little?” she asked with a grin.

I stuck my tongue out in response.

Cheyenne bit her lower lip. Then she nodded. “Ok. Renault?” she called out.

“Yes?” he asked, poking his head around the corner.

My sister took a deep breath. “We’ll do it.”

My heart lurched and skipped a beat. I forced myself to nod in agreement as Renault looked over to me.

“Wonderful!” he said, clapping his hands. “Thank you both so much!”

“Yeah,” I grumbled a little.

“Let me finish getting this snack ready,” he said, vanishing back into the kitchen.

I glared at Cheyenne. “I didn’t think you’d say yes.”

“Well, you DID leave it up to me, and I don’t want to spend another night in a shelter or be stuck having to beg for money in the rain. If you fucking me gets us enough money so that we don’t have to do that, it’ll be worth it.”

Still grumbling I turned away from my sister. I was slightly impressed by the fact that she was willing to make such a very logical choice, but that didn’t mean that I had to like it, though my body was just starting to catch onto the fact that I was, apparently, going to be getting laid soon.

“Here we go,” Renault said, bustling back into the room. He set down a platter of fruit and veggies. “Healthy.” He smiled.

“So… when you say you want us to have sex… do you mean actually… you know… fucking?” I managed to ask.

Renault nodded. “Yes, I mean intercourse. As well as foreplay, of course. I want you two to enjoy it.” He paused. “Are you both virgins?”

Blushing a little I nodded as Cheyenne did the same.

“Well, don’t worry, I’ll walk you through everything.”

“Thanks,” I said, unsure if I was thankful or not as I munched on some of the food.

“Well… why don’t you two go and get a shower. Get yourselves cleaned up.”

“Ok,” I replied. “I’ll go first.”

“Hmmm… why don’t you two shower together? Get used to seeing each other nude before we start.”

“Uh…” I looked at Cheyenne who nodded. “Alright. I guess that’ll be ok.”

“Alright. Bathroom’s just right off your bedroom,” he said. “I’ll just wait out here for you two. You should find bathrobes in the closet.”

As Cheyenne and I went into the bedroom, I said, “Are you sure you want us to do this?”

“I don’t WANT us to. I just think that we have to.” She paused. “Look, Baird. We need money. We need money badly. If we get two thousand dollars, well… that’s enough to get us to where Mom is and move us into an apartment. If I have to spend five minutes getting fucked by you in order to avoid having to spend the next couple weeks living on the streets, well, just call me Fucky McFuck.”

“Fucky McFuck?” I asked with a grin.

“Damn right.”

We went into the bathroom and looked at the shower. It was big. I mean REALLY big, with two shower heads. It looked impressive as hell.

“Nice shower,” I conceded.

“Yeah.” Cheyenne looked at me. “Well… should we get in?”

“Yeah.”

We traded looks with each other and then finally Cheyenne started to undress. I followed suit and pretty quickly we were both in just our underwear.

“Well… time for the last bit,” she said with a nervous grin.

“Yeah…”

Cheyenne let out a little sigh and then slipped out of her panties and bra, leaving her wonderfully naked. My eyes drank in the sight. She was the first girl I’d ever seen naked in real life. My hard on, which had left, returned with a vengeance. She wasn’t the hottest girl in the world. Her breasts weren’t very big and she was kinda skinny, but to me she looked… well, like a naked girl.

“Come on,” she said as she turned away to start the water going.

Sighing myself, I pulled down my underwear, my virgin penis popping straight up to smack against my stomach. I held my hands over it and made my way into the shower.

Turning away from my sister and towards the shower head, I started cleaning myself off, relaxing a little as the warm water washed over my naked body. It had been a while since I’d been able to get a good, hot shower, and this whole experience might at least be worth it just for that.

Well, maybe not.

Cheyenne said, “Nice butt, Baird.” Before I could respond, I simultaneously felt a sharp sting on my butt and heard a loud SNAP! Whirling around, I saw my sister standing there with a wet washcloth and giggling.

“Hey!” I grabbed a washcloth of my own, ready to snap.

“Careful, boy. I have a good target,” my sister said, twirling her washcloth while she eyed my erect penis.

I felt a blush burn its way across my face as I turned around. “Let’s just get this over with,” I muttered.

“No, I’m sorry, Baird. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“It’s ok.”

“Turn back around.”

I did so, holding my hands in front of my erection. My sister stood there unashamedly nude in front of me.

“Take your hands away. It’s going to be inside me, I might as well see it.”

Awkwardly, I pulled my hands back from my penis. My sister studied it intently, finally saying, “Not big. I’ve seen smaller.”

I blinked. “You have?”

She nodded and said, “Yeah. I’ve… well, I’m not totally inexperienced.”

“Oh,” I said, weakly. “What… what have you done?”

Shrugging, Cheyenne said, “Nothing big. I’ve gone down on a few boys, that’s all.”

“Oh. Anyone I know?”

“Probably not. It was mostly at a party some of my friends had. We all put on different color lipstick and sucked off each boy for a bit.”

“Oh,” I said, continuing my trend as my mind spun. My sister had gone down on a bunch of other boys at a party? How come I didn’t get invited to these things? “You haven’t actually Done It, though, right?”

“Yeah, I’m still a virgin,” she said as she started soaping herself up again. “What have you done?”

“Nothing much. Just kissing and some other things.”

“Like what?”

Blushing I said, “Nothing, really.”

“Come on,” she persisted. “What else have you done?”

“Uh… well… look, promise you won’t tell anyone?”

“Ok.”

Blushing some more, I said, “Well… I fooled around a little with Blake. We kind of… you know… touched each other and… sucked each other…”

Cheyenne looked at me for several seconds and then burst out laughing. “You’ve jerked and blown another boy? Oh, that’s funny!”

“Hey, it’s not that funny!”

“Sure it is!” She stopped laughing but kept grinning. “It’s not that big of a deal, Baird. Lots of boys that sort of thing.”

“Yeah, well,” I grumbled.

“Besides,” Cheyenne said as she smacked me on the butt, getting an indignant squawk out of me. “It means we’ve both done the same things.”

I shook my head, and then started giggling. “Yeah, I guess we have.” I felt the atmosphere in the shower lighten considerably. “So… we’re really going to have sex with each other?”

Nodding as she washed her hair, Cheyenne said, “Yeah. I guess we are. I can certainly think of worse ways to earn two thousand dollars.”

“Yeah, me, too,” I admitted. “I just never thought I’d lose my virginity like this, you know?”

“Yeah. But, well, it could have been worse. Renault could have asked us to have sex with him instead of each other. I mean, which would you rather do?”

I actually stopped moving as my mind tried to sort that conundrum out. Would I rather have sex with an older man, or my own sister? Finally I shook my head. “Stop making my brain hurt.”

Cheyenne laughed and splashed some water at me. “Doesn’t that thing ever soften up?” she asked, looking at my penis.

I shook my head. “Not during times like this.”

“Oh, right. You’ve had so many times like this.”

I rolled my eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“Yeah. I guess it means I’d better not drop the soap. Whoops!” she said, suddenly letting the soap she was holding fly out of her hand. “I’ll just bend over and pick that up,” she said, casually as she turned away from me and bent over.

I stared at my sister’s bare backside. Trying hard to think of a witty reply, I finally had to settle for, “Be careful, or you might get poked by something.”

“Like what?” she asked, looking back at me with a slight sneer.

Moving forward, I took my young penis in my hand and in a slightly shaky voice, I said, “Like this.”

“Oh, yeah? Go ahead.” Cheyenne bent over all the way.

Swallowing a little, I regarded the spectacle in front of me. I had no real clue exactly where my sister’s vagina was, or even if I’d actually stick my penis in if I did. On the other hand, it was pretty obvious she was trying her best to tease the hell out of me, and I wouldn’t be letting her get away with that.

With that in mind, I took a couple steps closer, until I was standing right behind my sister. I held my penis so that it was pointing straight forward and, taking a deep breath, stepped that last step closer, feeling the tip poking against something warm.

“Oh! Ah!” Cheyenne said suddenly. “Ah… you have better aim than I thought…”

“You mean… this is the right spot?” I asked, my mouth going dry, despite all the water splashing on our nude bodies.

“Ah… yeah…” She pressed back against me and I felt the tip of my penis surrounded suddenly by a strange warm wetness.

“Oh…” I said, weakly, not daring to move. I looked down and saw most of the tip of my young penis disappearing into my sister’s vagina.

“Baird…?” my sister said after a moment.

“Yeah…?”

I felt Cheyenne tremble a little as she quietly said, “Slide it all the way in me…”

I was barely managing to resist the urge to do just that. “But… then we won’t be virgins…” I said, stating the blatantly obvious.

“I know… I don’t want him to see us lose our virginities to each other… he can pay us to fuck… but he doesn’t get to see that part…”

“Are you sure?” I whispered.

“Yes… yes, I’m sure…” Cheyenne pushed back against me and I felt a little more of my penis slip inside her.

“Alright,” I said, unable to resist the temptation any longer. I put my hands on my sister’s hips and pushed forward, feeling and watching as my thirteen-year-old virgin penis slided very smoothly and easily into her tight, warm, wet fourteen-year-old virgin vagina.

“Ooooooh… Baird…” she whispered. “Oh, god…”

Unable to speak or think or do much of anything, I looked down to where our bodies were joined, seeing on the barest hint of my penis, knowing that the rest was buried deep inside my sister’s body.

Having seen plenty of pornos, I knew what I had to do next. I held onto my sister’s hips and began slowly moving back and forth inside her, my mind blurring at how wonderful the sensations around my penis were. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before. Even the blowjobs I’d traded with Blake weren’t nearly as good.

As I fucked my sister she whispered, “Baird…? When you cum… pull out…”

“Ok…” I gasped out. I was actually having real life sex with a real life girl! Who cared if she was my sister? This was just too amazing for me to worry about that!
It wasn’t more than a minute before I knew I needed to pull out. I quickly withdrew my penis from my sister’s vagina and stroked it hard and fast, gasping and grunting as my sperm fired out of me and splattered onto her back in several long, hard bursts. When I was done, I fell back against one of the shower walls, the water beating over my naked, no longer virgin, teenage body.

My sister stayed bent over for a moment and then finally stood up. She stretched and looked over at me.

“So that’s what getting fucked feels like.”

“So that’s what fucking feels like,” I gasped.

Cheyenne let the water splash onto her back as she tried to clean up a little. “We should probably get out of her. Renault is going to start to wonder what’s taking us so long.”

“Oh, yeah. Ok.” I got back under the water, soaped myself up and rinsed off just as my sister turned off her tap.

“Baird?”

“Yeah?” I asked as I turned off my water and grabbed a towel.

“Did you like it?”

“Yeah. Did you?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool.”

“We can’t tell Renault though, ok?”

“Don’t worry. As far as he’s going to know, we’re both still virgins.”

“Ok.”

As we finished toweling off, Cheyenne came over and gave me a clingy hug, her body pressing against mine in all sorts of ways. “I’m glad my first time was with someone I love.”

I had no clue what to say to that other than, “Me, too.”

With that we separated, finished toweling off and put on the incredibly soft and fluffy bathrobes that were in the closet. Then we made our way back into the living room where Renault was watching “The Incredibles” on DVD.

“Violet and Dash would make an interesting couple, don’t you think?” he asked us with a little smile.

“Uh… they’re just cartoons?” I said.

He laughed. “Yeah, I know. Not nearly as interesting as the real life brother and sister in front of me. Did you get used to seeing each other?”

We both nodded.

“Good!” Renault smiled a little more. “You ready to fuck for the first time?”

“Absolutely,” I said with a straight face.

Less than an hour later I was sinking my penis into my sister’s vagina for the second time in my life. It was heavenly, especially since Renault had me cum inside her. From what little I understood about girls, I thought that Cheyenne probably came, too, but I wasn’t totally sure.

After we were done, Renault gave us the money and let us get some sleep. The next morning he paid us to fuck again, and when we left his apartment we had four thousand dollars burning holes in our pockets. We went straight to the Greyhound station and bought two tickets to Spokane.

When we got there, we pretty quickly made contact with our Mom and by the end of the week were living not in an apartment, but in a very nice house with a cool little yard and everything! We never told her where we got the money from, and thankfully she never asked. I knew she was happy that we had stability in our lives again.

Cheyenne and I had sex a few more times after we moved to Spokane. We didn’t do it too much. It never became a regular thing, but we enjoyed it when we did do it. Eventually, though, my sister moved on and got herself a boyfriend.

Shortly after that, much to my surprise, I got one myself. Despite how much I’d enjoyed fucking my sister and despite how much I thought I’d liked girls, it turned out that I was actually more interested in boys. Apparently things with Blake hadn’t just been a passing fancy. Once I started dating guys, there was no turning back for me, and I haven’t fucked any girls since.

It was a pretty odd experience, that night in Renault’s shower. It led to a strange place with my sister and I, but it also led us to all new levels of happiness as we were reunited with our mom in a brand new home in a brand new town.

I wonder, from time to time, if Renault is paying any other kids to fuck for him like we did. I hope so, and I hope that it works out as well for them as it did for us.

THE END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Exitus acta probat, which these days seems to be more the motto of our country than e plurabis unam.

***
This was a fun little tale, I thought. I’ve always wanted to write a story about a brother and sister who got paid to have sex with each other. I hope you all liked it as much as I did.
It’s also part of a series called “Ave Rats”, which centers around the homeless kids who live in Seattle’s University District on a street nicknamed “The Ave”. I don’t know how many parts there will be to the series or where I’ll go with it. But I do know that it’ll feature different characters each time, much like what I have in mind for the other “In the FLiN” stories.
Like always, make sure you look over the contest, the stories, the guide to seduction and all the other fine things on my site! www.alexhawk.com is coming soon!

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My Crush

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April 1, 2009

My Crush
By
Alex Hawk

It was a glorious thing to be fourteen and in love. Casey was the girl of my dreams. She was very pretty. She had long hair, and piercing blue eyes. She had a perfect body. She was so lovely and so beautiful and so nice. When I went to bed at night, I masturbated thinking about her, and when I woke up in the morning, my morning wood was caused by dreams of her.

One small problem, though.

Casey was my sister.

It had all started a year ago when I was thirteen and she was eleven. I walked in on her in the bathroom as she was getting into the shower. She was completely naked and I saw it all. From her small breasts, down to the nearly hairless slit between her legs, I could see my sister’s naked body in all its glory. From that moment on, I was hooked.

Ever since then I’d admired Casey from afar, knowing that I could never act on my desires for her, and that my crush was doomed.
I assumed I’d spend the rest of my life pining for my sister, wanting from her what I could never have. I pictured myself aging and alone, wasting away into nothing as my love for Casey refused to die.

I had some kind of fucked up ideas as a kid.

Everything changed one Thursday, only a couple weeks into summer vacation. I was sitting in the living room watching TV. Casey was out back doing some exercising. She was a cheerleader, and was often dancing and prancing around, usually doing so in a small skirt. Talk about something that drove me nuts!
I heard the screen door open and saw Casey come limping into the living room, tears in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, concern in my voice.

“I got a really bad cramp,” she said, rubbing at her right calf. “It really hurts!”

I stood up and helped her over to the couch. “Lay down.”

“Ok.” She did so.

I dropped to my knees and without even thinking, put my hands around her right calf. I could feel the muscle bunched and tensed under the skin. Gently, but firmly, I began to rub, feeling the muscle of her calf slowly relax under my hands.

After a couple minutes, Casey smiled at me and said, “Thanks, Connor, that’s so much better now.”

“Glad to help,” I said with a smile. I didn’t stand up, but just oozed over into the couch, not wanting my sister to see my massive erection.

“I didn’t know you knew how to do that,” she said.

I shrugged. “It’s something I picked up a few years ago. Remember my friend, Jack?” She nodded. “He used to get cramps in his legs a lot and I helped him with them.”

“Cool.” She smiled a little. “Good to know. That means next time I have a problem, I can come to you.”

“Oh?” I asked, trying not to dance with glee. “Do you have cramps a lot?”

“Sometimes. I find it helps if I stretch or rub before I do my exercises, but it’s not easy to rub myself.”

I barely managed to keep from saying, “That’s weird. I rub myself every night.” Instead I said, “Well, I’ll be happy to help you.”

“Good. I have to stay in shape during the summer.” She stood up and tested her leg. “Thanks, Connor.” She hugged me and flounced off.

“No problem,” I said, and quickly headed upstairs to masturbate.

* *

The next morning found me on my bed with my sister, my hands working on her legs. She’d asked for the massage, and I’d offered use of my bed, since it was a lot bigger than hers, which would give us more room. That made perfect sense, I thought. Of course, it also went a long way to fulfilling a dream of mine, but she didn’t know that.

I was working on both her legs. I worked my way from her feet up to her knees and just a little higher. I wanted to go even higher still, but I figured that would be a bad idea. Instead I contented myself with working where I was.

It was a strange thing wanting to fuck your own sister, I thought to myself as I rubbed Casey.

“Go a little higher, ok, Connor?” Casey mumbled.

“Higher?”

“Yeah, do my thighs.” She pulled her skirt up a little, giving me a view that included a bit of her panties.

Swallowing hard, I moved my hands up to her smooth, hairless thighs, and began to kneed and massage them. I kept my fingers well away from her panties, though it took a great deal of effort to do so. God, it was so nice to be rubbing her body like this! Her skin was so soft, and smooth.

I spent several minutes massaging my sister like this; my heart beating wildly and my mind enveloped in a fog of hormones. Just as I was getting to the point where I couldn’t take it anymore, Casey said, “Ok, that’s good, Connor. Thanks.”

I sat back, trying to ignore my massive hard-on. “You’re welcome. Next time you need it, let me know.”

“I will.” She gave me a hug and walked out.

For my part, I just took a deep breath, sat back on my bed, and masturbated to the quickest orgasm I’d ever had.

Much to my mixed delight and frustration, this same process continued for the next several days. Casey would approach me after breakfast, asking for a massage. She’d be wearing a t-shirt and a small skirt. I’d take her into my bedroom, lay her down, and start working on her. Mostly I concentrated on her arms and legs, which was fine for me, though of course I wanted more.

After the first week of this, I finally got my chance to move things a little further.

“Connor?” my sister asked one morning while I was working on her thighs.

“Yeah?”

“Can you work on my shoulders a little? They’re kind of tensed up.”

“Ok, but I’m not sure how well it will work through your shirt. I mean, when I do your arms and legs they aren’t covered.”

“Oh, yeah. Ok, hang on a second.” Casey sat up and casually pulled her t-shirt off. Underneath she was wearing only a small bra. Since she was facing me, I got a good look at everything there was to see. I swallowed hard and nearly passed out as she flipped over onto her stomach.

As soon as she was settled in, I straddled her waist and started to work on her shoulders and back; working around her small training bra as I massaged all the skin I could get to.

“Oh, that feels very nice, Connor,” my sister said to me.

“Thanks.” Feeling bold I added, “I could probably do better if your bra wasn’t in the way.”

“Oh! Uhm. Ok, yeah.” She lifted herself up a little and slipped out of her bra, then laid back down. I hadn’t seen anything of her small breasts, but I nearly came in my pants anyhow, at the thought of them being bare so close to me.

Now I put even more effort into my massage, trying to make my little sister feel as good as I could. As I moved my hands around her body, I kept thinking about how close they were getting to her breasts. It was really driving me fucking nuts!

Then I had an idea.

I worked a little more on my sister’s back, shoulders, arms and legs and then said, “Do you want me to work on the front?”

To my surprise, Casey, without any hesitation, said, “Ok,” and turned over, allowing me a look at her bare breasts for the first time. They weren’t very big, but they were the only ones I’d seen in real life, and they were amazing!

As she closed her eyes, I took a deep breath and reached out, starting to work on my sister’s shoulders and arms. I knew where my hands were eventually going to end up, but I was very nervous at the idea.

Finally I moved my hands down, letting them gently caress the sides of my sister’s breasts and then, before I chickened out, moved them onto her nipples, and finally wound up cupping each breast and rubbing them gently.

I couldn’t believe it! Here I was, actually rubbing my sister’s breasts! Oh, god, I thought I was going to wind up passing out from the pure joy and excitement of it!
After about ten minutes Casey said, “Ok, Connor, that’s probably enough.”

“Ok.” I sat back, trying to hide my hard-on.

She sat up and reached for her shirt and bra. “That was real nice. Same time tomorrow?”

“Ok.”

She got up and walked away, and I spent most of the rest of the day masturbating myself silly.

* *

A few more days went by. My sister got into the habit of coming into my bedroom, pulling off her shirt and bra and laying down on my bed for me to massage her. I’d start on her back and then finish off on her front. Usually I’d get about ten to fifteen minutes of rubbing her breasts before she got up and left. It was a very nice thing!

One morning, she came into my bedroom earlier than usual and poked me on the shoulder until I woke up.

“Mmmm?” I said, blinking up at her. She was already topless.

“Sorry to wake you up, but can I get my massage now? I got stuff to do later.”

“Oh. Ok, just let me get some clothes on. I only got my boxers on right now.”

Casey shrugged. “I don’t care. Just wear only your boxers. It’s not like I haven’t seen you like that when we’re at the beach and stuff.”

“Oh. Ok.”

I got out of bed, taking a moment to try and hide my hard-on, as my sister got down and laid on my bed. I joined her and started working on my usual massage, trying to get up the nerve to ask her something. Finally I managed to brace myself.

“Hey, Casey.”

“Yeah?”

“Can I take off your skirt? That way I can work on your legs and stuff better.”

“Sure, ok.”

I unzipped her skirt and pulled it aside, feasting my eyes on her cute little panty-clad butt. Trying to stay calm and not rip them off her, I started working on everything I could touch outside the cloth. What I really wanted to do, of course, was slide my hand inside, but I figured there was no way I could get away with that.

I did figure, though, that I could probably get away with rubbing her butt. I figured if she had a problem with that, she’d speak up and it wouldn’t be a big deal. To my happiness, she didn’t say anything as my hands began to work down there. Needless to say I was one happy camper!

When Casey turned over, I worked on her breasts like usual and then let my hands work their way slowly down until I reached her panties. I worked all around them, trying to make her feel good like always. Then, taking a deep breath, I began to work on her hips, along the sides of her panties, feeling the soft fabric under my hands.

“Do you like what I’m doing?” I asked Casey softly.

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

Uncertainly and slowly, I let my fingers dance across the front of her panties, moving them along just below her waistband. She twitched a little, but didn’t say anything. I kind of let my fingers roam around there for a little but and then slowly moved them down between her legs, feeling a little furrow under my fingertips.

A shudder went through my sister’s body, but again she didn’t say anything, so I worked my fingers around the outside of her panties just like I would if I was massaging anywhere else. Looking up at her face, I saw her eyes were closed and her mouth was open a little. I took these as pretty good signs.

I kept my fingers moving all over my sister’s panties, mostly concentrating on the little furrow between her legs. I also felt a small bump at the top of it, and she seemed to like having me rubbing there, so I did that lot, too.

As I did all this, I noticed that my sister’s body was tensing up and she seemed to be breathing much harder. Suddenly she clenched tight at my sheets and moaned a little as her whole body seemed to shudder and contract. It didn’t take a genius to realize I’d just given my sister an orgasm!

I pulled my hand away from Casey’s body once she was done climaxing, and sat back just kind of looking at her as she sat up, breathing hard.

“Well… that was the best massage ever, Connor…” she said with a little smile.

“Glad you liked it.”

“Same time tomorrow?”

“Ok,” I said, my heart leaping with joy.

* *

As it turned out, it wasn’t just the same time that next day, but it was every day for a couple weeks. It was always the same pattern. She’d wake me up. I’d massage her while in my underwear and eventually bring her to orgasm with my fingers on the outside of her panties.

One morning as I was working on my sister’s body, I got to the part where I was going to remove her skirt. As I pulled the fabric away, I got the shock of my life.

“Er… Casey?”

“Yeah?”

“You, uhm, forgot to put on panties.”

“Oh?” She kind of looked back at me and at her bare bottom. “Well, no big deal.”

“Oh. Ok.”

My hands were actually shaking as I began to work on my sister’s bare butt. Her skin was so soft and smooth. It felt much different from mine, or at least I thought it did. Not like I was thinking all that much, since my brains were currently seriously addled by hormones.

Then things got even better/worse when Casey rolled over, and now I had a great view of the heavenly paradise that lay between her legs. She had almost no hair; just a beautiful slit. I was so hypnotized I almost forgot to start massaging her.

But of course there was no way I was going to miss out on a chance to run my hands over her nude body. I did my usual work on her shoulders and breasts, arms and legs, but all I was really doing was killing time until I could finally get down to work on her vagina.

Finally, almost reluctantly, I moved my fingers down to the beautiful slit between my sister’s legs. The small hairs felt almost like velvet. As I ran my fingers down the little slit, I couldn’t help but notice how warm it was, and there seemed to be a slight bit of wetness, which I’d seen before on her panties.

Trying to stay as calm as I could I worked my fingers up and down the slit, concentrating on the little bump at the top, working it all pretty much like I did when she was wearing panties. She seemed to be enjoying it.

“Connor?”

“Yeah?”

“Uhm. You’re kind of… sticking out.” She pointed.

I looked down. My penis was sticking up out of the fly of my boxers.

“Oh. Sorry,” I said, turning bright red.

I reached down and started to try and put it away when Casey said, “Well, I mean, it’s not like it’s a big deal. I just wanted to make sure you knew it was happening.”

“Oh. So… it’s ok like it is?”

“Sure, I guess.”

“Ok.” Leaving my penis poking up out of my boxers, I went back to work on my sister’s vagina, trying to give her as much pleasure as I could, like always. In the back of my mind (well, actually, more like the front), I was now extremely aware of the fact that my bare penis was less than two feet away from my sister’s vagina. God, this was hot!

As my fingers explored around Casey’s vagina, I came to one spot that felt especially wet. Thinking I might know what it was, I gently poked a finger against it, and was only slightly surprised when it began to slide down into my sister’s body.

Casey let out a little moan as my finger entered her vagina. “Oh, that feels nice…”

“It does?”

“Yeah.”

By now my finger was all the way inside her. I moved it in and out a little. I was blown away by the texture and kept thinking how awesome it would feel to have my penis inside there.

“How about this?” I asked, as I fingered her some more.

“Oh, yeah, that’s even nicer…”

As I fingered my sister, I moved my other hand up to wrap around my penis. I stroked slowly, wanting not to cum yet, since I didn’t know how Casey would react to my sperm spraying out onto her nude body.

A couple times as I fingered Casey, I saw her open her eyes a little and look at me masturbating. She didn’t say anything, though both times I felt a little shudder go through her body and felt her vagina clutching at my finger as she watched me.

Eventually I had to stop jerking, or I was going to wind up cumming. Instead I concentrated on making my sister feel good and trying to get her to cum. It took me less than two minutes of effort for that to occur, giving her a nice shaking, shuddering climax. She even moaned a little as she came.

Once she was done cumming, my sister smiled at me. “Thanks, Connor.”

“You’re welcome,” I said. I wanted to do more with her, but she was already reaching for her clothes.

Once she was dressed she started to leave, but paused by the door. “You know, Connor… tomorrow, you can just not wear your boxers if you want. It might be easier for you.”

“Oh.” I blinked in slight surprise. “Ok.”

“Ok. See you in the morning.”

“Yeah.”

Shortly after that, I managed to have two orgasms in under twenty minutes.

* *

Four days went by like this. Casey started just coming into my bedroom naked in the mornings. I was sleeping nude now, so once she was in there, I’d get out of bed, she’d lie down, and I’d start giving her the usual massage, always ending in her having a good orgasm.

On the fifth day, which was a Thursday, I was busy rubbing at my sister’s vagina with one hand and stroking my penis with the other, like usual, when an idea hit. I knew at this point how to basically make my sister feel good, and there was something I’d read about on the internet, and seen in porn, that I wanted to try, cause I thought it might be especially nice for her.

I let go of my penis and moved around so that my face was down between my sister’s legs. I saw her open her eyes for a moment and then close them. I didn’t know if she knew what I had in mind.

Once I was comfortable, with my face only a couple inches from my sister’s vagina, I stuck out my tongue and touched it to the little bump at the top of her slit (her clitoris, I’d learned it was called). I ran my tongue all over it for several seconds, hearing her whimper faintly as I did so.

Knowing that was a good sign, I worked a finger inside her vagina and kept licking everything I could. I was so horny at this point, I could barely think, and was instinctively grinding my penis against the bed as I pleasured my sister, desperately wishing that part of me was inside her instead of just my finger.

“Oh… oh, Connor… please keep doing that…”

Never one to argue, I did as I was told, my tongue flicking out against my sister’s clitoris as my finger worked around inside her vagina. After a few more minutes of this, she started to cum, her hands grabbing at the back of my head and pushing my face against her crotch as she very loudly moaned with the total bliss of orgasm.

Once Casey was done cumming, she smiled up at me and in a ragged voice said, “Wow… that was the best ever, Connor.”

I wiped my face on the blanket, smiled at my naked little sister and said, “Thanks.”

Shyly, Casey said, “Come here and hug me.” She held her arms open.

“Ok.”

I leaned down and put my arms around my sister as she wrapped hers around mine. He hugged tight, her small breasts pressed against my bare chest and, notably, my hard penis brushing very lightly against her nearly hairless vagina. I held her tight, feeling more in love with her now than ever before.

“Connor?” Casey said after a moment.

“Yeah?”

To my never ending shock and surprise, she reached down and took hold of my penis, pressing the tip up against her vagina.

“Go real slow, ok? I haven’t done it in a few months,” she said as she spread her legs high and wide, letting the tip of my penis slip just slightly into her.
I lifted my face up and looked down at my sister. “Really?”

“Yeah.” She licked her lips and looked almost as nervous as I felt. “Just don’t cum in me, ok?”

“Ok.”

Looking directly into my sister’s eyes, I pushed forward and down, feeling my hard fourteen-year-old virgin penis slide slowly, smoothly and entirely down into her wonderfully warm, wet, tight, twelve-year-old vagina. I nearly wanted to scream as the last part slid into her. God, it was heavenly!

My sister moved her hand away from between our bodies and up onto my butt. “Go slow at first, ok?”

“Ok.”

I closed my eyes and buried my head in my sister’s shoulder as I fucked her for the first time. I still couldn’t believe she was really letting me do this! Hell, she wasn’t just letting me, she’d basically asked me to! Oh, god, it was so incredible!

I propped myself up onto my shoulders after a minute or so, moving my hips in an ever faster motion. I knew I was going to cum soon, and I really wanted to, but I also wanted this first time fucking to last as long as it could.

Far sooner than I wanted to, though, I felt myself starting to cum. The first shot of sperm went into my sister’s vagina, but I very quickly pulled out and let the rest fire off onto the blanket, hoping she wouldn’t notice the bit that had gone into her. To say it was the best orgasm of my life would be an understatement!

Once I was done cumming, I collapsed on top of my sister. She wrapped her arms around me and held me for a few moments. Then, after giving me a little kiss on the cheek, she got off my bed and left my bedroom saying, “See you tomorrow.”

We fell into a new routine after that. It was pretty much the same as before, except that after each massage, after I’d made her cum, she’d let me fuck her until I came, though I was always careful to pull out each time. We never had sex other than those mornings, despite my broadly hinting, and one time flat-out asking.
This happy state of affairs continued for about six months. It was one of the most wonderful, incredible times in my life. Sadly it all came to end one morning in early winter when, unable to hold back, I wound up cumming inside my sister’s vagina.

There’d been a number of times when, like the first time, I’d started to cum inside her and fired off one or two shots, but I was always able to pull out and let almost all of it, if not all, splatter onto the blanket. But this one time I hadn’t been able to stop. I came inside my sister, and it was the best orgasm I’d ever had, even better than the first one I’d had when we fucked!

After I was done cumming, I looked down into Casey’s eyes and saw a hurt expression on her face. I knew at that point that our early-morning assignations were at an end. I apologized for cumming in her, and she accepted that, but then she left and never once set foot in my bedroom again.

I still love my sister, but now my love has slowly morphed into a more “normal” sibling love, instead of sibling lust. I eventually found myself a girlfriend and then moved onto a series of regular relationships before getting married at twenty-four.

I think fondly back on those times with my sister, and even though I’ve never talked about them with her, I think she looks back on them well, too. She’s never expressed an interest in resuming our relationship, and frankly at this point if she asked, I don’t know if I would want to.

But when I was thirteen and in love, it was a glorious thing.

END

Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

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October 16, 2008

Welfare Christmas
By
Alex Hawk

I woke up early. It was just before four in the morning. I was pretty excited It was Christmas morning, and I was eager to see what waited for me under the tree. My last Christmas before I would be a teenager. I hoped it would be a good one, but I wasn’t sure. Dad had been hurt on the job back in August. Mom had a job with the DMV, but it didn’t pay much, and money had been pretty tight. I knew we’d even had to go on food stamps. Hopefully we’d still get some good presents, though.

I slept naked, so when I got out of bed, I had to pull on a nightgown. I didn’t bother with panties. I didn’t plan to be awake very long. Just long enough to go out, take a look at the tree, the presents and the stocking and then get back to bed.

As I crept out of my bedroom and down the hall, I heard some soft noises from the living room. Surely my parents weren’t just now putting the presents out? I peeked around the corner. No, it wasn’t them. It was my thirteen-year-old brother, Talbot. He was wearing only a pair of tighty-whities and was currently rustling a package under the tree.

One of very few packages, I thought glumly. I counted only a handful, and the stockings up on the wall looked pretty empty. I slowly crept towards my brother and softly whispered, “Hey.”

Talbot jumped a little but turned to look at me. “Oh, hey, Megan.”

“Not much, huh?” I asked, looking over the sad collection of gaily wrapped gifts.

He shook his head. “Looks like about five things for you and me. Only one each for Mom and Dad.”

I sighed. “That’s pretty sad.”

“I know.”

I put my hand on my brother’s bare shoulder as we stood there in the living room, just looking over everything. Finally I said, “You wanna go hang out in my room for a bit? I don’t think I can get back to sleep right now.”

“Yeah, ok.”

Talbot and I walked to my bedroom and shut the door. I turned on my nightlight, which cast a warm, comforting glow about the room. We sat down on my bed.

“I wish Dad hadn’t gotten hurt,” I said after a bit.

“I know, me, too. Everything’s sucked since then.”

“Yeah.” I sighed. “I feel bad about how few presents we’re getting, but then I feel bad about feeling bad about that, you know?”

Talbot nodded. “Yeah, I’m there with you.” He put an arm around my shoulder. I shivered a little. “You ok?” he asked.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe. Yeah. I guess so. I’m kind of cold, though.”

“Me, too.”

I looked at the bed we were sitting on. Not even thinking about the fact that I was wearing only a thin nightgown and my brother was only in his underwear, I said, “You wanna get under the blanket with me? That way we’ll both be warmer.”

“Ok, sure.”

I pulled back the blanket and my brother and I got under it, pulling it up over our shivering bodies. My brother put his arm around my shoulder and snuggled up against him, savoring the warmth from his almost naked body.

“So what do you think we got?” Talbot asked.

“I don’t know. You were the one who actually got a close look at everything. What do you think we got?”

“I know I got some sort of clothes. I think you did, too. I think we each got a book or two, too.”

“That’s cool at least.”

“Yeah.”

We laid there quietly for a bit and then I said, “I hope we at least have a good Christmas dinner.”

“I’m sure we will. I heard Dad telling Mom that some people were going to bring us a turkey and some other stuff.”

“Like from a food bank?” I asked after a bit. We’d learned a lot about such things lately.

“Yeah, probably.”

I sighed. “That sucks.”

“I know.”

Feeling an odd need for physical contact, I turned around and said to my brother, “Talbot? Would you give me a hug?”

“Sure.” Talbot turned onto his side and we hugged each other tight. It was very strange feeling his body pressed against me when neither of us were wearing a great deal of clothing. I felt his bare back under my hands, his chest pressed against mine, our legs tangled together, and a strange pressure from the region of his underpants.

“Thanks,” I said as we broke the hug. “That was pretty nice.”

“Yeah,” Talbot said with a little laugh. “Well, just let me know if you need another one.”

Quietly I said, “Well… I wouldn’t mind another.”

“Oh? Well, ok.”

My brother and I turned towards each other and started hugging again. It felt so comforting. All the troubles of our family seemed to just melt away as I laid there with him. This time, though, as we hugged I was aware that my nightgown had ridden up a little. I could feel my brother’s bare thigh resting against mine. It was incredibly nice.

We stopped hugging again and laid there side-by-side, just enjoying each other’s company. I shifted around a little, feeling my nightgown ride up some more. Just as I realized that, though, another thought intruded.

“Oh, Talbot? I just remembered. I got a Christmas present for you.”

“You did?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool, what is it?”

I smiled at my brother in the weak light from the nightlight. “You’ll have to wait until later to find out. I still have to put it under the tree.”

“Aw… well, ok.” Talbot was quiet for a few moments and then said, “I’m sorry, Megan. I didn’t get you anything, really.”

“That’s ok,” I said. “I hadn’t really expected you to. I know you didn’t have any money. I didn’t, either, but I made you a little something.”

“That was very nice of you. I really, really wish I’d done something for you.”

I smiled again and turned towards him once more. “Just having you here with me is nice, Talbot.”

Talbot smiled back and pulled me to him, giving me another tight hug. I responded in kind and then became very, very aware of something.

My nightgown had ridden up enough that now my entire lower body was exposed. This most certainly included my nearly hairless vagina. As we hugged, I could feel a bulge in my brother’s underwear that was now rubbing against me down there. It didn’t take too much brain power to figure out what the bulge was. Little tingles went through my body as I became aware of this new contact.

I sort of lifted up my right leg and draped it over my brother’s waist, bringing my vagina into direct contact with his bulge. I didn’t even really think about doing it; it was just basically instinctive. I drew in a soft breath at how good it felt.

“Something wrong, Megan?” Talbot asked.

“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, nothing’s wrong. I’m just… I really like this, you know?”

“Me, too.” Talbot swallowed audibly and said, “I think your nightgown might be riding up a little, though.”

“I know,” I said. “That’s why I don’t ever wear it when I’m sleeping.”

“So why are you wearing it now?” he asked, sounding half-joking.

I laughed a little back. “Well, I’m not wearing anything under it.” I was quiet for a little bit and then said, “But if you don’t mind that, I’ll take it off?”

“Oh.” After a moment of silence, Talbot said, “Well, if you want to take it off, that would be ok, sure. I mean, it’s your bed.”

“Yeah.” I thought about it for a bit and then said, “Alright.” I sat up abruptly and worked my way out of my nightgown, tossing it onto the floor. I felt my brother’s eyes on my exposed breasts as I did so.

“Is that better?” Talbot asked as I got back under the blanket.

“Yeah, much. You wanna hug some more?”

“Sure!” he said with real enthusiasm.

My brother and I embraced once more, this time my totally nude body against his mostly naked one. The feeling of my bare chest against his was mind blowing. I was really having a good time! The fact that Christmas was somewhat sucky as far as presents went now retreated back to the edge of my mind.

“I’ve never been in a bed with a naked girl before,” Talbot said in a playful tone.

I giggled. “Yeah, well, I’ve never been naked in bed with a boy.” I ran my finger along the waistband of his underwear and with a faint tremble in my voice, I said, “Do you usually wear these when you sleep?”

“No. I usually sleep naked,” he replied quietly.

After a minute or two of tense silence I said to him, “Well, if you want to… you can take them off…?”

“Alright,” Talbot said after a bit. He pulled away from me and wiggled around. Then I saw him toss his underwear onto the floor. We were now both naked in my bed. “You wanna hug again?”

“Sure.”

This time as our bodies came into contact, I felt what I knew was my brother’s hard penis pressing against my bare thigh. It was very cool. I wondered what it looked like, and what it would be like to touch it? I was willing to bet it would be really nice.

“Can I try laying on top of you while we hug?” Talbot asked.

“Sure,” I said without any hesitation. I rolled over onto my back and my brother got on top of me, his body resting between my spread legs and his penis now rubbing directly against my vagina.

Now as we resumed our hugging there was a definite sexual element to it. Well, there would have to be. We were both naked, my legs were spread, my brother was on top of me, and we were nearly in position to fuck. How could it not be sexual?

And for some reason this didn’t bug me at all. I knew what we were doing wasn’t exactly right. But it felt really good, and I kind of needed this sort of touching. The last several months had been really hard, and Christmas looked to be basically sucky. At least I was getting some comfort from all this.

Then Talbot started swiveling his hips a little, his penis rubbing repeatedly against my vagina as he ground against me. Those little sparks of pleasure I’d noticed before were now going off full-blast inside my brain, radiating up from my vagina and going all through the rest of my body.

“God, this is nice,” I whispered to my brother.

“Oh, yeah,” he whispered back, a little out of breath.

I reached down to cup Talbot’s butt as he kept rubbing against me. I felt the muscles moving under his smooth, soft skin. It was so sweet… so relaxing…

Talbot propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at me. “You really look nice, Megan.”

“Thanks. You, too.”

He looked down at my chest and lifted up one of his hands, cupping it around one of my small breasts. He massaged it for a little, and in a shy voice said, “Can I kiss it?”

“Sure, if you want.”

Talbot leaned his face down and very gently kissed my nipple. He kissed around the whole area, and then started sucking on it a little. It was one of the best things I’d ever felt in my entire life! I could have just spent all day letting my brother suck on me.

Then Talbot sat up and pulled the blanket off our bodies. This was fine with me, since I was feeling more than a little warm. He took a moment as he was sitting up to look my naked body over and I took the same chance to check him out. His body looked very nice, especially his penis, which was sticking straight up from his body.

“Wow, you look… so cool,” I whispered to him.

“You, too,” my brother replied as he looked down between my legs. He put one of his hands on one of my breasts again and started slowly massaging it. Then he began moving the hand down, down, down, pausing just above my crotch. Then, almost inevitably, he ran a couple fingers down onto my vagina. He just moved them down the slit, didn’t try to stick them in or anything. Just touched. It was even more fantastic than what had happened before.

As my brother’s fingers played across my vagina, I gave into my own temptation and reached out a hand, brushing a couple fingers against his penis. It was very warm to the touch. Hard and soft at the same time. I liked it right away!

“Can we hug some more?” Talbot asked suddenly.

“Ok,” I said. I spread my legs wide as my brother settled on top of me, his penis resting right against my vagina.

There was more urgency in our movements together now; Talbot grinding his penis against my vagina as I wiggled around underneath him. We’d crossed a bridge together, but we didn’t have any idea where it would take us, but neither of us could wait to find out.

Then something magical happened as we kept dry-humping together. My brother’s thrusts brought the tip of his penis directly into contact with the entrance to my vagina. I felt it slide into me just a little bit. Not much. Just a little. But it was something important.

Talbot looked down into my eyes. I looked up into his. Neither of us said anything. We didn’t really need to. For the first time in my life, I was really communicating to someone without using any words at all.

My brother must’ve seen what he wanted to in my eyes. He nodded slightly and I felt the tip of his penis press into me a little. There was a sensation of pressure against me down there, and more than a little bit of pleasure, too.

Talbot closed his eyes and pushed a little harder against me. I felt a little of the shaft of his erection slide inside of me. I have no idea how much was in me, but it felt wonderful, though there was just a slight bit of pain. It was overwhelmed by the pleasure.

On top of me, Talbot shifted around, and I felt him pull back. He moved forward again, then back and then forth, as my brother slowly worked his thirteen-year-old virgin penis all the way inside my tight twelve-year-old virgin vagina. By the time he stopped, he was completely inside me. He let out a low, shuddering breath and looked into my eyes once again.

We simply stared at each other, wide-eyed and taken completely aback by what we were doing. Then Talbot leaned down and gently pressed his lips against mine. I kissed him back and held him tight against me, savoring the sensation of his hard teenage penis resting inside my young vagina.

After Talbot broke the kiss, he started moving on top of me again, his penis sliding back and forth inside me. The pain I’d experienced as he first started entering me as now replaced by a feeling of complete fullness and pleasure within my preteen vagina. Now as my brother and I made love for the first time, I just felt unbelievably happy and closer to him than I’d ever felt before.

The pace of my brother’s thrusts into me started to increase. Soon he was fucking me pretty hard and breathing just as hard. Then he grunted, screwed his eyes shut, and stopped moving. I felt his penis start twitching inside my vagina and swore that I could feel a faint splashing sensation of liquid spurting into me. My brother’s sperm.

Realizing that my brother was cumming inside me was enough to push me over the edge. I held his naked, sweaty body tight against my own as my vagina convulsed around his penis, experiencing my first ever orgasm with a boy.

After we were both done with our orgasms, Talbot got off me, his penis withdrawing from my vagina. Again we exchanged no words, just laid there on my bed together, naked, kissing and holding each other as we basked in the afterglow. What I had expected to be the worst Christmas of my life had instead ended up being the best Christmas I could have ever hoped for.

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. If you distribute this illegally then I’ll come over to your house and throw rocks at you until you say sorry!

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August 18, 2009

Incest is Best
By
Alex Hawk

It was summer vacation and I was sitting in the living room watching television when my thirteen-year-old brother, Spencer, walked in. He looked at me for a moment and then sat down next to me. He seemed nervous, but I didn’t know why.

“Hey, Cassidy,” he said after a bit.

“What?”

“Can I ask you a favor?”

“Sure.” I loved my older brother and I’d do anything for him. Through the eleven years of my life, he’d always been there for me.

“Ok.” Spencer ran his fingers through his hair. “Well. Uhm. Ok, this is kind of a tough favor to ask.”

“Just ask,” I said. “I promise I’ll do it.”

“Don’t promise like that,” he warned. “You might not want to do it and I don’t want you to unless you really want to.”

“Ok, Spencer. What is it?”

“Well… ok, uhm. Are you into boys yet?”

I nodded. “Yeah, a little. There’s this boy named Jordan that I met at school last year that I really like. We even kissed a few times!” I confided.

Spencer smiled, showing his braces. “Cool. Cool. Well, ok. Uhm. So you know what boys and girls do together? You know, like other than kissing?”

It took me a moment, then I said, “Oh, wait. You mean sex?”

Spencer blushed. “Yeah.”

“Ok, what about it?”

“Well, you haven’t done it yet, right?”

I laughed. “No, of course not! All I did was kiss Jordan!”

“Yeah, well. Ok. Well, I haven’t done it yet, either.”

“Ok.”

“But one of my friends has. You know Gary, right? Well, he’s started doing it with his girlfriend.”

“Cool, I guess,” I said, feeling vaguely jealous for some reason. Spencer’s friend Gary was thirteen and really cute. I had a brief mental image of him naked on top of me and a tingle of pleasure went through my vagina, a part of my body I’d recently started to get very familiar with each night.

“He says it’s really fun and both of them like doing it. But they’re afraid of maybe having a baby, so they don’t do it as much as he wants.”

“Ok,” I said, having no idea where this is going.

“You haven’t, uhm… you haven’t started your… you know… periods, right?” he asked, blushing some more.

“No.”

“Ok. Have you thought about trying it with a boy?”

“Well, I think about it sometimes, yes,” I admitted. “But I don’t know if I will anytime soon.”

“Ok, but when you try it, you don’t want to get pregnant, right?”

“Of course not.”

“Ok. Well, if you start doing it before you have your periods, you can do it and not worry, cause you can’t get pregnant yet.”

“Really?” I asked. I hadn’t heard that before, but I thought about it a little and it did make sense.

“Really! So if you wanted to, you could try it and not worry.”

“Hmmm…” I thought about that for a bit and found that I kind of liked the idea.

“So do you think you’d want to try it?” Spencer asked into my thoughts. “Gary and his girlfriend both say it’s a lot of fun.”

“Maybe, if I found the right boy.”

“What would make him right?”

“Well, he’d have to be cute, and I’d have to really love him.”

“Anything else?”

I thought for a moment. “I don’t know. I’d have to trust him, too, I guess.”

“Of course.”

“Spencer, why are you asking me this stuff?”

Blushing once more, Spencer said, “Well. I mean, I haven’t done it yet and you haven’t done it yet so…” Taking a deep breath he said, “Well, the favor I was going to ask is if you’d like to, you know, try it. With me.”

My mind blanked for a second, and then caught up with me. “Wait, what? You mean, like, try sex with you?”

“Yeah. If you wanted to,” he added hurriedly. “I mean, we can both see what it’s like, and it’s supposed to be a lot of fun. Plus you can’t get pregnant yet, so there wouldn’t be any worries there.”

I wrinkled my nose. “But you’re my brother. Plus I’m only eleven.”

“So? Gary is thirteen and his girlfriend is twelve. And so we’re brother and sister, but so what? That’s only a problem when people can have babies and you’re not able to yet.”

“Yeah, but still.”

“Plus, I mean, I know I’m not really cute, but I’m not bad looking right?” I had no choice but to not, cause actually he was really cute. “And I know you love me, and I love you. I love you a lot. Plus we trust each other, right?”

“Yeah,” I said, slowly.

“So?” he persisted. “I mean, it can’t hurt anything, right?”

I shook my head. “I don’t know, Spencer.”

“I just thought that, you know, since you can’t get pregnant yet, and since we love each other, and since you said your first time you wanted with someone you love, and we trust each other and you’re really pretty and I thought maybe you’d want to try it. Like as a favor or something.”

I felt kind of bad for him. “Well, look, Spencer, I love you, too and I do trust you and stuff. It’s just kind of, I don’t know, like a surprise that you’d ask me this.”

“I don’t see why. You’re really pretty, Cassidy. You must have lots of boys at school hitting on you and stuff.”

Now it was my turn to blush. “No, I don’t. I’m not that pretty.”

“You are,” he insisted. “Otherwise I wouldn’t want to try it with you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I mean, it’ll be my first time, too, and I want it to be with someone special. Someone like you.” He reached out and brushed a bit of hair out of my face, sending a shiver through my body.

“Yeah,” I said, unsure what else to say.

“So how about it? Maybe we can try it slow at first and see how it goes? Gary told me a lot of things that will make it feel really, really good for you.”

“I don’t know…”

“Please?” Spencer begged. “We can see what it’ll be like. I’m sure it’ll be fun. Come on, please let’s just try it?”

I bit my bottom lip. Somewhat surprisingly, I was actually tempted. He made some good arguments and like any girl my age, I was really curious about sex, but…

“Come on, please?” Spencer put his hands on the bottom of my shirt and slowly began to lift it up. “It’ll be really fun and I’ll go super-slow, I promise.”

“I don’t know, Spencer…”

“Here, let me do this.” He had my shirt up all the way now. He leaned forward and gently kissed, then lightly sucked, on one of my bare nipples (I was puffing slightly, but nowhere near needing a bra). A shock of pleasure went through my body at the touch of his lips. He lifted his face up and rubbed the nipple gently with his fingers.

“How does that feel?”

“Really nice,” I admitted.

“Let me take it off.”

“Ok.”

My brother pulled my t-shirt the rest of the way off me and, cooing about how beautiful he thought I was, started taking turns first kissing, then licking, and then sucking each of my nipples. Whatever one he wasn’t doing things to with his mouth, he was working on with his fingers.

I lay back and let the pleasure sweep through me, very surprised at how good it felt, and wow, did it feel good!

Spencer lifted his face up. “Do you like this, Cassidy?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty nice,” I admitted.

“Cool.” He moved his face back down and as he did so, I felt one of his hands come to rest on my thigh. He moved it up until it was resting between my legs, rubbing at my vagina through the fabric of my jeans. It didn’t feel as good as what he was doing to my nipples, but it was still nice.

Then my heart began to beat a little faster as I felt my brother starting to unbutton my jeans. Once that was done, he unzipped them and then sat back a little.

“Lift up so I can take off your jeans,” he said.

I hesitated for a moment, but then lifted my body up. My brother slowly removed my jeans and panties, leaving me fully naked in front of him. I felt embarrassed, but I was determined to go through this.

After my brother set my jeans and panties aside he sat back and looked down at my bare, still hairless, slit. “Wow,” he said. “That’s just beautiful!”

I giggled a little at Spencer’s enthusiasm. “Glad you like it, I guess.” It was weird being naked in front of a boy. Of course that boy was my brother, so it shouldn’t be a big deal, but on the other hand, my brother was going to fuck me, so it kind of was.

“Yeah, I do. In fact, I think I will give it a little kiss.”

With that my brother dropped his head down between my legs and planted a kiss just above my clitoris. Then he began kissing slowly down until he reached the entrance to my vagina. Once there, he started licking, and I entered a whole new level of pleasure.

Then just as I’d thought things were as good as they were going to get, Spencer started to dart his tongue into my vagina. He’d stick it in, lick around a little, then pull it out and repeat it. I couldn’t believe he was doing it, or how wonderful it felt!

“Oh, Spencer,” I whispered. “Oh, that’s so nice…”

My brother raised his head and grinned at me. “Good.” I then felt a faint pressure as he touched his pinkie to my vagina. “Have you ever fingered yourself?”

“What?”

“You know, stuck a finger in here.”

“Oh. Yes.”

“Cool.”

With that Spencer licked his pinkie and pressed it against my vagina, sliding it slowly into me. He worked it back and forth until it was all the way inside, then bowed his head and started licking again.

I squirmed with delight, thinking to myself that if I’d known sex stuff was going to feel this nice, I might’ve done a lot more with Jordan than just kissing him! Oh, this was so wonderful!

Then it got even better as Spencer began switching fingers. He’d started with his pinkie, but then he’d taken that out and replaced it with his index finger, then removed that and put in his ring finger. Now he’d take that out and had his middle finger inside my vagina as he kept licking my clitoris. It was incredible!

Spencer then wiped his mouth off with his free hand and began kissing a trail up my body. He paused long enough to lick and suck each of my nipples and then began kissing me on my mouth, working his tongue inside after a few seconds, all the while continuing to work his finger around inside my vagina. It felt weird a couple times when my tongue touched his braces, but mostly I liked it.

Then to my unhappiness, Spencer stopped kissing me and pulled his finger out of my vagina. I wondered for a moment what was wrong, but then he stood up next to the couch and started undressing. When he pulled down his underwear, I got a look at the first penis I’d ever seen; the penis that was going to take my virginity. My brother’s penis. A shiver of anticipation mixed with fear went through me as I looked at it.

“Let’s get on the floor,” Spencer suggested.

“Ok,” I said, moving down to the floor, my eyes fixed on his penis the entire time.

Spencer spread my legs slightly and lay down on top of me, his penis resting against my vagina. He held his weight up with one arm as he wrapped the other around me and started kissing me again.

I kissed him back, now really enjoying the sensations my body was experiencing; the slight weight of my brother’s naked body on top of mine, the way his penis rubbed against my vagina, the way my almost not-yet-there breasts rubbed against his chest, and of course the way our mouths touched. It was like visiting Heaven while still alive.

“Alright, Cassidy,” Spencer said in a soft voice after a few minutes of us kissing like this. “I’m gonna try to put it in you now, ok?”

I bit my lower lip and felt a massive wave of hesitation hit me. “Are you sure I can’t get pregnant?”

“No, you can’t,” he said, reaching between our bodies. He took his penis in hand and started rubbing it up and down along my vagina. “It might hurt a tiny bit at first when it goes in, though. Just until your body is used to it.”

“Oh.”

“We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to, but I’d really, really like to,” he said, a look of pleading in his eyes. He smiled a little. “It’s ok if you’re nervous; I am, too.”

“You are?”

“Yeah, well, this is my first time, too,” Spencer pointed out.

“Oh, yeah, it is.” I’d almost forgotten that in the haze of hormones going through my young body. “Well… ok, but go really slow so it doesn’t hurt, ok?”

“I will,” Spencer promised. Then he looked thoughtful. “In fact, how about if you get on top? That way you can control how fast it goes in. Gary told me that’s what he and his girlfriend did their first time.”

I nodded. “Ok, that sounds like a good idea.”

Spencer got off me and lay down on the floor next to me. I got up and straddled his waist, taking his penis in my hand. It was the first time I’d ever touched one. It was very warm and had this hard, yet still slightly soft, feel to it. I liked it!

“Ok,” Spencer said in a ragged voice. “I’m ready when you are. Don’t take too much time, though. If you keep holding me like that, I’ll probably cum pretty soon.”

“Ok.” I took my brother’s penis and placed it so that the tip was against my vagina. Taking a deep breath, I said, “Ok, here we go.”

“Ok.”

I pushed downward. At first nothing happened; all I felt was a slight pressure between my legs. But then, after a few seconds, my brother’s thirteen-year-old virgin penis began to slide ever so slowly into my hairless, eleven-year-old virgin vagina. I lifted up a little to steady myself, and tried to ignore a bit of pain, then bore down again, until he was all the way inside me.

I grinned a little. I had a boy’s penis inside me! Now I felt like a woman, and not some little pre-teen girl.

“Oh… oh, Cassidy… we aren’t virgins anymore,” Spencer moaned. “Oh, that feels so good.”

“Yeah, it does,” I said, wincing a little as another twinge of pain went through me. It wasn’t bad, but it was there. I moved a little to steady myself on top of my brother and felt his penis shift inside me. That sent a bit of pleasure through me, so I did it again, and soon was riding him like a horse. Well, maybe a pony.

“Oh… oh… don’t stop… I’m gonna… oh… god!” Spencer put his hands on my hips and pushed hard inside me, lifting me off the ground a bit. I felt his penis start to pulse inside me. From the way he was reacting, I figured he was shooting his sperm into me. I really hoped he was right about me being too young to get pregnant.

Once Spencer was done shooting into me, he relaxed and exhaled sharply. Then he said, “Don’t move… for a bit… ok?”

“Ok,” I said, perfectly content to sit there with his still-hard penis inside me.

“Wow,” he managed to gasp out after a bit. “That was… so good…”

I grinned. “Yeah.” Then after a moment, “My legs are starting to hurt a little. Do you want to try being on top now?”

Spencer sat up a bit and looked at me. “Right now?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok, sure. No, don’t pull off,” he said as I started to. “Let’s do this instead.”

Spencer sat up all the way and wrapped his arms around me. Then he slowly rolled us over, keeping his penis inside me the entire time. Soon I was lying on my back, looking at his smiling face.

“There,” he said, moving his penis a little. “How’s that feel?”

“Really wonderful.”

“Cool. I’m gonna try moving, then,” my brother said and started slowly moving on top of me, sliding his teenage penis back and forth inside my pre-teen vagina. Each time he pushed into me, the base of his penis would hit my clitoris, sending new waves of pleasure through my body.

“How’s that?” he asked after a bit.

“That’s… oh, that’s much better…” I whispered, spreading my legs a little more and reaching back to cup my brother’s ass as he fucked me. It was a wonderful repeat of what I’d gone through earlier when he’d been on top of me, only now there was a look of total bliss on his face and his penis was inside me where it belonged. I was so happy I’d agreed to do this with him! All my doubts and fears had faded completely away as I was lost in the pleasure of intercourse.

The pace of my brother’s movements inside of me began to quicken and he started breathing hard. At about the same time I felt my orgasm start, radiating out in waves of bliss that began at my vagina and circulated through my entire body, ending with me clutching tight to my brother’s naked body as I climaxed fully; my first-ever orgasm with a boy. It was so wonderful that I barely even noticed Spencer cumming inside me a few seconds later.

This time once Spencer was done cumming, he gave me a little kiss, then rolled off me, his penis leaving my vagina. I felt vaguely empty, but happy knowing that I could have it back inside me probably any time that I wanted.

I snuggled close to my brother, happy that we’d discovered a new activity we could do together. Apparently the old saying was true: incest is best!

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Not much of a story, really, but I felt like writing it. Hope you guys liked it! Also, forgive me for the dreadful title. There’s no excuse.

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