Incest

Dear Diary

October 19, 2008

Dear Diary
By
Alex Hawk

June 19 – 10:39pm
Mood: O_O

I saw Cole’s penis today!

I actually saw all of my older brother’s body, but that was his penis that really got my attention.

See, I’d gone in to the bathroom so that I could take a shower. I hadn’t realized that Cole had just gotten done taking a shower himself! He had just stepped out and was toweling his hair, and I got a good look at his whole body.

Cole is seventeen, plays a lot of sports, he’s in really good shape, and he looked really hot with water kind of dripping off his body and with his penis swinging between his legs as he toweled his hair. It was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen!

When Cole saw me there, I apologized to him and quickly scurried out. Soon as I was back in my bedroom, I started fingering like there was no tomorrow and when I came it was the BEST ORGASM EVER! It was soooo cool!

But since then I’ve started feeling a little guilty. I mean, this IS my own brother. Plus I’m only twelve. I shouldn’t be thinking about ANY boys like this, much less Cole.

Maybe I’m just a bad person.

June 22 – 8:03pm
Mood: ¬_¬

I feel really, really weird.

Ok, so Cole was outside a couple hours ago. He was mowing the lawn and didn’t have his shirt on. I was watching him from my bedroom window and THE WHOLE TIME he was down there, I kept touching myself and even fingering my vagina wondering what it would be like to feel my brother’s penis in me instead of just my finger. I actually came while looking at his bare chest!

I don’t know. I feel guilty and weird, but… it was also really fun thinking about Cole like that. I know it’s wrong, but I couldn’t resist it.

Maybe I should have my vagina filled in with cement…

JUNE 28 – 3:14am
MOOD: O_O

Man, I just did something really, REALLY bad!

So, like a half hour ago I was woken up by the sounds of Cole staggering home and going to his bedroom. I think he’d been out drinking. I tried to get back to sleep but I couldn’t, so I got up to go use the bathroom.

When I walked to the bathroom, I saw that Cole’s bedroom door was open just a little bit. When I looked inside I saw him lying on his bed, on his back, totally passed out and COMPLETELY NAKED! Before I could stop myself I’d opened his door and snuck inside.

When I was in his bedroom, I could see Cole’s body a little better from the crack of light coming out of the hallway. I crept quietly over to his bed and stood there, looking down at my brother’s naked body. Mostly I was looking at his penis.

It looked really strange. It was just laying there between his legs, just like it had been when I saw him getting out of the shower. I knew that for a boy to fuck a girl, his penis had to be hard and sticking up and Cole’s wasn’t like that. I wondered how they got that way.

As I looked down at Cole, naked like this, I reached down into my panties and started to rub at my vagina. When I sleep I only wear panties or sometimes a really long t shirt. Eventually I slid a finger up into myself, thinking about what it would be like to have my brother’s penis inside me.

So now is when I did the REALLY BAD THING! Just out of curiosity, and because I really wanted to know what it would feel like, I reached out with my other hand and ran a couple fingers along Cole’s penis. The skin felt really weird, but it was really cool, too.

Then I got a really big surprise, because Cole’s penis kind of jumped up and started to get really, really hard and big! I gotta say I actually got a little bit scared at this point, cause I quickly took my hand away and got out of his bedroom as fast as possible!

After I went to the bathroom I came back to my bedroom and fingered to an orgasm while thinking about Cole. From what little I’d seen of my brother’s penis I knew it was way too big to ever fit into my vagina, but I thought about it anyhow. For some reason I feel less guilty than before. I wonder why?

JULY 1 – 4:02am
MOOD: ^_^

Cole was out with his friends again tonight, and I tried my hardest to stay awake until he came home. I thought that maybe I might try to check him out again or something. But I fell asleep, which was a big bowl of suck.

It was ok, though, cause Cole made just enough noise when he came home that I woke up anyhow. This was like 45 minutes ago or so. I gave him some time to fall asleep and then I snuck out into the hallway once again.

Then I got a really annoying surprise! Cole’s door was shut.

So I’m standing out there in the hallway wearing only my panties and I’m trying to figure out what to do. Finally I just decided to quietly open up the door and creep into my brother’s bedroom. And that’s what I did! I was really happy he didn’t lock his door.

When I got inside Cole’s room I left the hallway door open just enough to let in some light and enough to make sure that I could leave quickly if I needed to. Thankfully Cole seemed to be just as passed out as he was last time, and he was sleeping naked again!

I moved over to the side of Cole’s bed and looked down at him. His penis was soft again. I reached out and touched it just like before and it got hard. Very cool. This time I wasn’t as surprised as I had been so I didn’t get scared or anything. In fact I kind of wrapped my hand around it and held it. It was… strange. But not like in a bad way. It felt very warm and very solid to hold.

So now I was really starting to wonder what it would feel like to have a penis inside me. I figured it would be a really long time before I got to learn that, but I DID have another thought that crossed my mind.

I pulled my panties down and off and then took Cole’s hand in mine. Very slowly I moved my brother’s hand until it was rubbing against my vagina and then I stuck out his middle finger and gradually worked it up inside me.

Now THIS felt really, REALLY good! I sort of moved it back and forth within my vagina, really getting into the fact that, for the first time, I had a boy inside me! I mean, ok, so the boy was my older brother, he was asleep and the part of him that was in me was just his middle finger, but still!

After a couple moments of this, I figured I had pushed my luck as far as I could. For all I knew Cole could wake up at any point and then I’d be really screwed. Well, not really, but you get the idea. I let his finger slide out of me, grabbed my panties and snuck back into my bedroom, where my own finger replaced my brother’s and I had my fun!

I don’t really feel bad about what I did. I don’t know why. I mean, I should really feel bad about it, right?

JULY 6 – 1:56am
MOOD: ¬_¬

Cole came home just about an hour ago and when I thought he was asleep I crept into his bedroom, hoping for some more fun. But I was only in there for a few seconds before he started moving around and I thought he might be waking up, so I high-tailed it back here!
God, I feel like such a dork.

JULY 17 – 3:27am
MOOD: O_O

Cole’s been behaving and not coming home too late these days. But tonight he did! He crashed about an hour-and-a-half ago. I kept wanting to go in and have a look at him but I didn’t want to take a chance on him waking up.

So finally I thought it was enough time and I went into his bedroom. He’d left the door open a little once again and he’d passed out naked on his bed, just like before. Except this time he was face down. THAT sucked. I could see his butt, which looked pretty cool, but not his penis or anything. I was really disapointed and I left his bedroom and popped into the bathroom.

Well, on my way back from the bathroom I peeked into my brother’s bedroom again and, lucky me!, he’d turned over! Now not only could I see his penis, but I could see that it was even already hard! So I went back into his bedroom and stripped out of my panties and stood there naked, fingering myself while I looked at Cole’s cute body!

I wanted to do what I’d done before. I wanted to put my brother’s finger into my vagina while I played around with his penis, but I didn’t know if I could get away with that again, so I started to think about other ideas.

What I really wanted to find out was what it would feel like to have Cole’s penis touching my vagina. Not going into me, of course, but just touching me. It would be really, really hard to do without waking Cole up, but I thought I might take the chance.

So what I did was I sort of got onto my brother’s bed and kind of stood over his body. He had a really firm mattress, so this wasn’t all that difficult but it wasn’t easy, either. I was very happy I’d spent a lot of time taking ballet!

Now was the tough part. I held Cole’s erection up and settled myself down so that I was squating over him. I held him in one hand and with the other kept my body stable. I kept moving down until I felt the tip of my brother’s penis brush lightly against my vagina.

I can’t even begin to say what it felt like! It was like little sparks were going through my whole body! I sort of pushed down a little until I felt the tip of Cole’s penis poking against the entrance to my vagina. It felt good. It felt REALLY good. Doing my best to keep my balance and keep Cole right where he was, I let go of his erection and started rubbing my clitoris while trying to keep the tip against me.

This was just as difficult to do as it sounds. I was just starting to really get into it, though, when I kind of lost my balance just a tiny bit and felt the weird feeling of the tip of my brother’s penis start actually going into my vagina. Yeah! He actually started going inside me!

I stayed completely still at this point. I took my hand away from my clitoris and felt around. It seemed like all of the tip of Cole’s penis was inside me. It was the coolest thing I’d ever felt and it was enough to make me cum! Believe it or not, I had an orgasm like this! It was really hard not to make any noise and twitch all over the place, I still didn’t want to wake Cole up, of course, but I managed it somehow.

After I was done cumming, I quickly lifted myself up, feeling the tip of Cole’s penis pop out of me. I grabbed my panties and went back to my room and started writing this! Wow… what a night!

JULY 21 – 4:01am
MOOD: O_O

I’M NOT A VIRGIN ANYMORE!
I’m like WAY too wound up to write anymore right now, so I’ll finish this up later, but I just wanted to say that! WOW!

JULY 21- 5:46pm
MOOD: ^_^

Ok, so like I said, I’m not a virgin anymore! Yay, me! Here’s what happened.

Cole came home late again, just like before, and went to his bedroom. I waited quite a while, as long as I could stand it, and finally went into his room where I found him lying on his bed, on his back, totally nude and already hard again. Very sweet.

Once my panties were off, I stood there naked in my brother’s room, just staring at his whole body. He looks SO hot naked! I didn’t bother to waste as much time as I had before. I just moved right over to his bed and climbed up there next to him, taking his penis in my hand and straddling his waist so that he was rubbing against me again.

And that was pretty much all I’d planned to do. I figured I’d just use my brother’s penis to masturbate with and by doing that I’d get to an orgasm. A very good idea, right?

So while I was rubbing the tip of Cole’s penis back and forth along the slit of my vagina I kept thinking about how good it had felt before when I’d had the tip up inside me. Well, the more I thought about the idea the more that I liked it.

So I settled myself over Cole’s penis, holding it straight up, and then slowly lowered myself down until I felt him start to poke into my vagina. Finally there was this odd little “pop” sensation and I felt all the tip once again entering me.

I took a deep breath at this point and tried to calm myself. I wanted to have an orgasm like this, but not really quickly, you know? I wanted to really enjoy this! But then I started to wonder. You know. What it might be like to have Cole’s penis all the way inside me.

Well, I suppose you can probably guess what happened now! I kind of lowered myself down a little more, feeling a bit more of my brother’s penis going into my virgin vagina. It felt like I was being stretched out and it was really strange, but I liked it, too. I went down a little more and soon had half of him inside me.

At that point I paused, trying to adjust to what was happening between my legs. All the fingering I’d done hadn’t been anything even close to what this felt like! I wanted to scream out with pleasure, but I knew that would probably wake up Cole and I couldn’t even begin to imagine how I’d get out of THAT situation! Trying to explain to your brother why you’re naked and straddling his naked body with half his penis stuffed into your vagina would be a little difficult.

But of course half wasn’t enough. I went down even further until finally I felt a faint tickle from Cole’s pubic hair. I had him all the way inside me! Every bit of my seventeen-year-old brother’s penis was stuck into my twelve-year-old vagina! And GOD did it feel good!

Now I was interested in cumming, so I started moving up and down on Cole’s penis, feeling it slide in and out of me. I got a bit of a shock, though, when I stopped moving at one point, but I could still feel Cole sliding around inside me. I looked down and realized that he was fucking me a little. I wondered if he was awake or anything, but he looked like he was still sleeping, so I guessed it must’ve just been like some instinct thing or something. I didn’t know for sure, but it felt good! I stopped moving entirely and just enjoyed the feeling of my brother fucking me in his sleep.

It wasn’t too much longer after that, that my vagina began contracting hard around my brother’s penis as my orgasm started. It was such an incredible orgasm! MUCH better than ANY I’d ever had before! My brain just like completely froze up as it happened!

Then Cole started fucking me a little harder. So hard that he was like lifting me up off the bed! Suddenly I felt his penis twitching inside me and there was this really weird feeling of warm splashing happening in my vagina. It seemed like Cole was having his orgasm, but I wasn’t completely sure.

What I was sure of, though, was that once Cole was done, he kind of fell back onto the bed and stopped moving. I very carefully got off him, feeling kind of empty as his penis slid out of my vagina, and grabbed my panties and went back to my bedroom.

When I got in here, I felt around my vagina and found this strange white liquid. I did some research on the Net and I found out this was Cole’s sperm. I nearly had a heart attack cause I suddenly knew my brother might’ve got me pregnant! Oh, well, there wasn’t much that I could do about it now, I guess.

So that’s what happend! I’m really, really happy that I got fucked by Cole. I wonder if I’ll be able to make it happen again?

AUGUST 2 – 2:11am
MOOD: ^_^

It happened again and this time it was even better!

So Cole got home like an hour ago and he was kind of drunk again. When I figured he was sleeping I went into his bedroom like usual and saw him laying there like he always was. Very, very nice to see!

I got naked and went over to Cole’s bed, taking his penis in my hand and stroking it a little. Then I nearly died when Cole mumbled something!

“Ooooh… yeah, Stacey… yeah, that’s good…”

Stacey was Cole’s girlfriend! He thought that was who I was!

“Come kiss me…”

I got onto my brother’s bed and kissed him a little. He kissed me back and wrapped his arms around me, rolling me over onto my back. Then while he kissed me, he moved his hand down to my vagina and started rubbing me slowly.

“Wow, Stacey… you shaved it… cool…”

I grinned a little. He still thought I was Stacey AND that I had shaved off my pubic hair! I didn’t even have any growing yet.

Cole started fingering me and just when I thought nothing would feel better than that, he moved his face down and I felt his tongue start moving around! He licked my clit, stuck his tongue into my vagina and generally just made me go nuts! IT WAS GREAT!

Then things got even better! Cole moved up, kissing my nipples and then started pushing his penis into my vagina. As soon as my brother was all the way in me, he started fucking me nice and slow. Wonderful!

“God, Stacey, you’re sooooo tight tonight…”

It was kind of weird getting fucked by my own brother when he thought I was some other girl, but I didn’t really care that much. The simple fact that I was getting fucked at all was enough to make up for it. I got so into it that I even reached up and put my hands on my brother’s chest as he screwed me.
Cole fucked me in a nice, slow way. It felt really sweet. He was really, really good at it. I was very happy that my first lover was a boy who really knew what he was doing.

Soon Cole was fucking me faster and faster, and I knew I was going to cum pretty soon. When he reached down and started rubbing my clit while he fucked, that pushed me over the top. I started squirming around on my brother’s penis as I began to climax. If I’d thought the orgasm last time with Colt was great, it was NOTHING compared to this! It was all I could do not to scream.

I wondered if Cole was trying to hold back his own orgasm until I had mine, cause just as I started to cum I felt his penis kicking inside me and that strange sensation of his sperm slashing into my vagina as he pushed really deep into me. It was sooooo wonderful! I needed to have this happen more often.

When he was done cumming, Cole gave me a kiss and said, “Thanks, Stacey… I needed that…” Then he rolled off me and fell asleep. I gave him a little kiss of my own and came back to my bedroom.

What a night!

FROM THE DIARY OF COLE:

August 2, 2004 – 11:53am
Mood: 🙂

I fucked my sister again last night. I wonder if she’s ever gonna figure out that I’ve been awake all these times she’s come in here?

END

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. All characters and events depicted are fictional. Any similarity to real people or events is entirely unlikely.

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Emissary to the Gods

October 20, 2008

Emissary to the Gods
By
Alex Hawk

The Golden Ball of Usan Maragek, Creator of the Infinite and Supreme God of the Land Between the Rivers, was settling slowly into the western sky. Soon Ensa Hagek, the night goddess, would shine her brilliant white eye, almost fully open at this time of the month, down onto the world.

For me it was a wonderful time. I was the thirteenth son, out of seventeen total children, of the great and mighty King Garurek-Shesh, master of the mortal realm that lay between the rivers Tarsee and Eraskee. I could look forward to a life of privilege. I would fight along side the men of the kingdom against our enemies. I would marry a comely girl. I would have many children and a palace of my own.

The gods, however, had other ideas.

My father had ordered me into his presence just as the sun began to set. I seldom was in the same room as him, and was pleased that I’d be able to see him again. I wondered what was going on, and why he wanted to see me. I was still young. Only thirteen years of age. I hadn’t done anything important yet. Why would he want to see me?

When I got to the Throne Room a eunuch went in to announce my arrival. As the doors opened, I dropped down and crawled into the room, throwing myself completely flat onto the ground when I reached the throne itself.

“Great King Garurek-Shesh. Mighty ruler Garurek-Shesh. Great master of the land Garurek-Shesh. I, your humble, worthless son, am here as you bid.”

“Arise, Kolisharu, and gaze unto the face of your father,” came the great rumbling voice.

I stood and looked upon my father. He was a strong, powerful man of some fifty years. His hair was going to grey and he had a bit of a squint, but I still knew he was stronger than any other man in the kingdom. How could it be otherwise, when the gods placed him on the throne?

Standing near my father was Tolakhos, the aged high priest. He’d served my father loyally for years. It wasn’t totally unusual to see them together, but I did wonder why he was here.

“My son,” my father began. “You are aware of the drought.”

“Yes, great king,” I replied. For the last two years the annual inundations of the rivers hadn’t been what they normally were. To make matters worse, the rains that usually soaked our land had been less than a third of their normal volume. Crops were failing and we were having to spend more and more of our wealth to bring food in from other kingdoms.

“This is not a satisfactory situation,” my father continued. “I have instructed Tolakhos to work night and day in an attempt to intercede with the gods on our behalf. After working, talking, praying and sacrificing he has not yet produced the water we so desperately need.”

“My failure does not reflect on the wisdom of the king,” Tolakhos put in quickly. “But rather on myself for my lack of piety.”

“Indeed,” Garurek-Shesh said with a nod. There could be no other reason, after all. “At any rate, Tolakhos has suggested one final idea. One last way for us to contact the gods and beg them for what we need. A way that involves you.”

My chest swelling with pride, I said, “I live only to serve you and the kingdom, sire. Please tell me what I might do to help in this dark time.”

“Tolakhos has determined that it is necessary to send an emissary to the gods. Someone of the royal blood. I have decided that you will be my agent in this. You will, the dawn after the next, go to the top of the Great Ziggarut and be sent into the next world that you might speak with Ensa Husapeki, appealing to her as the goddess of agriculture to help us in our time of need.”

I dropped to my knees, overwhelmed by the honor my father was suggesting. “You… my lord… my king… my father… you would do me the honor of sending me to the gods?”

“I will.”

I darted forward and kissed my father’s toes. “Oh, Great King! Oh, Wise King! I am a mere insect under your sandal and not deserving of such a great honor as this!”

My father rose and put his hand under my chin, lifting my face up to look at him. He smiled down at me. “You are, my son. You have not yet killed a man. You have not yet fought in any battles. You have not yet made your First Tribute to Usa Haragri. You have not yet done anything worthy of a great poem. But you shall. You shall in this turn your name into one that shall live forever.” He slammed his staff onto the floor. “So I, King Garurek-Shesh command!”

“Thank you, father. Thank you,” I whispered, feeling tears pour from my eyes. “I will not let you down. I WILL NOT. I will speak with the gods. I will get us the water we need.”

“Thank you, my son.” He put his hand on the top of my head. “You shall take with you into the next life your sister, Parathaea. She has much of her mother in her and will be of great assistance to you in the land of the gods.”

“Thank you, my father. My king. My lord.”

“Now go with Tolakhos, that he might inform you of everything you need to know before your journey to see the gods.”

“Yes, father. Thank you, father.” Tolakhos helped me to my feet and we made our way out of the Throne Room and into the hall.

“You are greatly honored, Kolisharu,” Tolakhos said.

“I know this. My father… I cannot believe he will allow me to the be the one!”

Tolakhos smiled. “He has great faith in you.”

As we walked through the palace, Tolakhos explained to me what would happen in the next couple days.

“First,” he began. “You and your sister Parathaea will be married tomorrow at dawn. After the ceremony you shall go to the Marriage Room, lay her down on the Blessed Sheet of the fertility goddess, Ensa Ilahumek, and make your First Tribute to our fertility god, Usa Haragir. Your sister in turn shall make her First Tribute to Ensa Ilahumek.”

“Alright,” I said with a nod.

“When your Soldier has breached her Gate for the first time,” he continued, “there shall be blood. That blood shall stain the sheet. After you are finished with your First Tribute, you shall bring the sheet out to the balcony, that it may be shown to all so that they may seen that the Tributes are done.”

I said nothing, but merely nodded again. I wondered what the First Tribute would be like. Everyone said making Tributes to the god and goddess was a wonderful, amazing thing. I couldn’t wait to experience it!

Tolakhos and I turned a corner and kept walking. “After that is done, you two shall remain sequestered in the Marriage Room for the remainder of the day. You will probably spend most of this time in Tribute to the Dieties. Then when the Eye of Ensa Hagek has reached its highest point in the sky, you shall use a knife to send your sister-wife into the next world.”

I nodded again, uncertain what to say to that.

“I know it sounds difficult, but it really isn’t,” Tolakhos said. “All you do is take the knife and plunge it hard into her chest. Right in the middle.” He placed his hand on my own bare chest. Like most every boy in the Kingdom, I was nude more often than not. “Right here. Drive it in as hard as you can and you can send her into the next world with little pain.”

“Is that how you’ll be sending me?” I asked.

Tolakhos shook his head. “We do it differently in your case. We shall place you on the altar on the top of the Great Ziggurat. Then I remove your heart and your essence goes to the gods.”

“I can’t wait,” I said with a smile.

Tolakhos smiled in return. “To be a emissary to the gods is a great honor.” He continued to walk and talk. “After you have sent your sister ahead, you must inform me. I shall be waiting outside the door. Then some time later, I shall have you make one last Tribute with her. Your essence being left in her body at that point shall make sure that, rather than simply going to the next life, she accompanies you on your mission to the gods.”

“Alright.”

“Now!” Tolakhos said, clapping his hands together. “Let’s go to the Temple and get you ready for tomorrow.”

* * *

The marriage ceremony was long and dull. Frankly, it threatened to put me to sleep. If it weren’t for the fact that I knew I’d be among the gods soon, it would have. I sneaked a quick glance towards my soon-to-be bride.

Parathaea, was glad in a small white kilt that exposed her breasts, such as they were. The blessings of Ensa Ilahumek had not yet began to firmly take hold. Her chest was just slightly puffed out, but not fully grown yet.

Likewise, I stood wearing a similar kilt that showed what little body development I’d gone through. I’d started to get the blessings of Usa Haragir, so I’d developed a small ammount of hair where there’d been none before and at night, when I pleasured myself, the essence of Usa Haragir, that which would join with the essence of Ensa Ilahumek in order to make a child, had began to flow.

We stood there while Tolakhos performed the ceremony. There weren’t many people around. Only our parents, some of the dignitaries of the government and the priests. Always there were priests.

The ceremony went on for more than an hour. Mostly it consisted of Tolakhos asking each individual god to give his or her blessings upon our union. I thought it was pretty boring, but given that in about a day I’d be with these gods, I guessed it was probably acceptable.

“Finally,” Tolakhos droned, “I call upon Rash-Hataar, the Fire God left to us by the Kammerians, to give his blessing upon this union and make it good in the eyes of our lords.”

As a group we all turned towards the fire that was burning on the altar. We’d fought a great war with the Kammerians a century ago. As part of the peace, we’d given them our fire god, Usa Garaguk, and received their fire god, Rash-Hataar. No one knew what the gods thought of this, but since we were all still alive, they probably approved.

The fire, which had been burning low, flared up into life, and it seemed that a face appeared in the flames. A great mouth opened, and in our heads the words echoed forth.

:IT IS SO!:

And the fire died completely.

Tolakhos bowed with great respect towards the last wisps of smoke, and then turned towards my father.

“With the final blessing of the King, I shall confirm this union.”

King Garurek-Shesh slammed his spear upon the ground and said, “My will be done!”

“Then I hereby pronounce you husband and wife, brother and sister, children of the King and emissaries to the gods. May it be good.”

“May it be good!” echoed the crowd.

My sister and I turned towards each other. We hadn’t seen much of each other during the last year or so. Normally when the fertility deities start to grant their blessings, boys and girls are seperated. She smiled shyly at me, and I leaned forward to kiss her as I was meant to. A great cheer went up from the assembled mass.

I took my sister’s hand and guided her towards the marriage suite, where she would spend the rest of her mortal life and I would spend most of the rest of mine. The guests of the wedding followed after us, cheering, laughing and shouting advice to us. Once we were inside the room, I drew back the heavy curtain, closing us off from everyone outside, and then stood there, looking around.

It was a lavishly furnished room. There were two comfortable looking benches with furs covering them, a large firepit, a selection of food on a table, and a very large bed. According to tradition it would be stuffed with straw from the most recent harvest. Much more comfortable than a stone slab with a blanket covering it.

And on the bed, laying there for Parathaea and myself to see, was a big, pure white, sheet.

I looked at she who was my sister and was now also my wife. “Well…” I swallowed a little, feeling nervous about making my first Tribute. “Let’s get started.”

“Alright,” Parathaea said as she removed her kilt and climbed up onto the bed. “Have you made Tribute before, Kolisharu?”

“No.”

“Nor have I. I hear it’s pretty easy, though.”

“It should be,” I said as I tossed my kilt aside. “Tolakhos gave me some advice on how best to do it.”

Following said advice, I got between my sister’s legs and looked at what was splayed out before me. I’d never seen the Gates of Ensa Ilahumek up close before. She still had no hair down there, which I knew girls got once the goddess had blessed them. Still, it was enough to make my warrior stand at attention. There was a small jar of oil next to the bed. I dipped my fingers into it and rubbed it all over my Soldier of Usa Haragir. Then I took some more and rubbed it into my sister’s Gate. The feeling of her skin around my finger as I did so was wonderful! I couldn’t wait to be inside her.

I wiped my fingers on the edge of the sheet and positioned myself over my sister, touching my Soldier to her Gate. I looked into her eyes.

“Are you ready?”

She closed her eyes and nodded.

I pressed the helmet of my warrior up to the entrance to Parathaea’s gate. When I was certain that I was in the right place, I gave a little push and was rewarded with a wonderful sensation as the first part of me entered her.

Then I hit the Gate itself, the blockage that I knew to expect. Like any good commander I knew that the only way to take down a locked gate was with a good battering ram, so I pulled back, took a deep breath, and pushed forward with all my might. Parathaea let out a quiet scream as I broke into her passage.

I gave a couple more pushes to make sure that I was completely embedded within her. As I felt my body contact her I knew that my thirteen-year-old penis was buried inside my sister’s twelve-year-old vagina. I was inside her. We were united. There was no turning back now.

Ignoring the little whimpers of discomfort that were coming from my sister, I started thrusting, sliding my Soldier around inside her Gate like I was meant to. I had never known such pleasure, such bliss! It was no wonder that making Tribute was supposed to be one of the best things in the world! A true gift from the gods. I’d have to make sure to thank them when I met them tomorrow.

As I continued to make Tribute with my sister, her moans of pain began to turn more into sounds of pleasure. This was good. After all, a gift like this from the gods was meant to be enjoyed by men and women both.

Finally my thrusting reached it’s crescendo. I pushed harder and faster into my little sister’s body, feeling the best sensations of my life. Then I started to grunt and moan as deep within her my Soldier completed his duty, spurting out my Essence of Usa Haragir. When I was emptied, I laid on top of her, breathing hard.
I’d entered my sister’s body as a boy. But now as I pulled out of her, I was a man.

Looking down I could see some blood between her legs. I smiled. My Soldier, like any good warrior, had been bloodied in combat. Thankfully some of it got onto the white sheet. I got to my feet, my sister along with me, and took it to the balcony. I pulled the curtain aside and my sister and I stood there, gloriously nude, blood still dripping down her leg. I unfurled the sheet and the crowd bellow let out a loud cheer. We’d done our jobs well.

From the other side of the curtain, I heard the sound of Tolakhos calling me. I walked over to there, bringing the sheet with me.

“You have done well, Kolisharu,” the old priest said.

“Thank you.” I passed him the bloodied sheet. He handed me a new one and a very sharp knife.

“Use the knife when the Eye of Ensa Hagek shines through the portal above.”

“I will. Thank you.”

“Enjoy the rest of your night with your sister-wife.”

I closed the curtain there and the one at the balcony and walked to where Parathaea was sitting. She was down on the floor, an old bit of cloth held between her legs.

“Has the blood stopped?”

“Yes, Kolisharu.”

I crouched down next to her. “I’m sorry it had to hurt.”

She shrugged. “It’s what Ensa Ilahumek, in her wisdom, has decreed.” A little fire flashed in my sister’s eyes. “Remind me to ask her about that when we see her.”
I laughed. “I shall. Now bring me something to drink and something to eat.”

“Yes, my husband.”

Parathaea brought me some beer and some bread. I ate and drank and then shared some of it with her. Then she began to place the new sheet onto the bed. While she did, I looked her nude body over and noticed how beautiful she was. This made my Soldier stand at attention.

“I want to make Tribute again,” I announced.

“Alright.” Parathaea laid down on the bed and spread her legs once more.

I got on top of my sister and entered her body once more, savoring the warm sensation of her Gate welcoming my Soldier. As I began to thrust, I kissed her on the mouth and on the breasts, both of which she seemed to enjoy. She put her hands onto my hips and then moved them onto my buttocks as I kept moving within her. I was happy I was making her feel good again.

Parathaea and I made Tribute with each other eight times during the next several hours. She showed me what it was like with her on top and with her down on all knees with me entering her from behind. I was happy and content and in no hurry at all to change this happy state of affairs.

But then, late that night, we were both looking up at the hole in the top of the room as the Eye of Ensa Hagek started to shine into the room. I looked at Parathaea.

“It is time, my sister. It is time, my wife.”

“Very well.” She moved over and laid down on the bed, straw crumpling under her wonderful naked body. “I shall see you in the next world, my brother. I cannot wait to be with you again, my husband.”

I moved over towards my sister and stood by the bed. I brushed some hair back from her face and gave her a little kiss. Then I placed the knife between her breasts. I pulled the knife back, whispered a prayer, and with all my strength I stabbed the knife down into Parathaea’s body, feeling the skin, the blood, the bones, the muscles, everything moving aside to accomodate my thrusting bit of metal.

I kept my hand on the knife and looked into my sister’s eyes. She opened her mouth, turned her head towards me, tired to say something, and then went into the next word. I kept the knife inside her body as I counted to ninety-nine, the sacred number. Then I pulled the blade out, happy to see no real blood flow. That done, I walked over to the curtain and pulled it aside, not surprised to see Tolakhos standing there.

“It is done,” I said, handing him the knife.

He came into the room and examined my sister’s body. I felt a vague surge of jealous as he probed around, looking for any signs of life. When he saw none, he stood up with a satisfied grunt.

“You will make Tribute with her one last time, just before dawn. Then you shall be taken from here and you will be sent to join her.”
I smiled. “I look forward to the honor.”

Tolakhos smiled in turn. “Spend the rest of your time in prayer, Kolisharu. I shall fetch you at dawn.”

“Yes, Tolakhos.”

The priest left and I moved to the center of the room. I ate some of the food,drank some of the beer and then sat down to pray to the gods that I would soon be standing along side of. I wondered if my sister had felt any pain when I’d plunged the knife into her. I wondered if I’d feel any pain when Tolakhos cut out my heart. I shrugged. It didn’t matter. The pain was temporary. The honor of saving my people would echo for eternity.

Shortly before dawn, I rose and moved towards the bed where I mounted my sister’s lifeless body. She felt cold as I entered her. It wasn’t a bad sensation, just a little odd. I thrust into her with growing pleasure, certain that I was ensuring her place next to me with the gods. Then, at last, with a gasp of happiness, I released my essence into her.

When I was finished, I walked to the curtain and pulled it aside one last time. Tolakhos was waiting, flanked by three other priests.

“I am ready,” I said.

Tolakhos nodded and took me gently by the arm. He led me from the room, out into the rest of the palace and down to the streets. A chariot was waiting with my father inside. I joined him in the chariot and we rode past cheering crowds towards the Great Ziggarut.

When we got there, I joined a great procession to the top. It took quite a while. Once we’d climbed all the stairs my father, Tolakhos and myself stood and waved to the cheering masses. They knew my mission and approved.

That done, I went and laid down on the altar, ready to experience the bliss of being with the gods. I stared up at the Golden Ball of Usan Maragek, eager to be in his presence. I thought about the Tributes I’d made with my sister and was happy to know that I’d be able to do more of that soon.

Tolakhos stood over me, knife in hand, the same knife I’d used with my sister, and intoned a series of sacred oaths and prayers. He lifted the knife high and then plunged it down into my body. There was pain. Intense pain. But it didn’t seem to matter. I could feel the knife moving within my body, cutting, slicing. Then Tolakhos reached down and pulled out something. He held it on high. My heart.

My vision began to fade. I knew I was passing into the next world, into the realm of the gods. But before my vision went completely dark, I saw clouds, great, powerful clouds, appear in the sky. They swirled and flowed over the Great Ziggarut. Then I felt little spatters of water dropping onto my face and my cut-open body.

Rain.

From down bellow I heard the cheers of crowds growing fainter and fainter in my ears. My vision faded completely and I closed my eyes, knowing that soon I’d reopen them and stand before my gods, my sister, and my ancestors, having done my bit to help my people.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. If you copy this, may Usa Batek, god of frogs, lay a thousand eggs within your stomach!

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My Pregnant Sister

November 1, 2008

My Pregnant Sister
By
Alex Hawk

The first time I saw a pair of real, bare breasts was when I was thirteen. To be exact, cause I figured it out later, I was thirteen years, one month, three days old. I didn’t know the exact time I was born, so I didn’t figure it out that far. Still, a decent age to have seen a girl’s breasts in real life.

Too bad they’d been attached to my fifteen-year-old sister.

It happened early one morning in March. I’d woken up a little earlier than usual, had my morning masturbation, and needed to take a shower. Putting on a pair of boxers, I walked, somewhat sleepy still, to the bathroom and opened the door.

And there she stood; my sister, Deena. She was wearing nothing but a pair of panties and looking at her otherwise naked body in the mirror. My eyes were immediately drawn to her firm breasts, but then quickly went elsewhere.

“Devon!” she said, and grabbed a towel, covering herself. “Get out!”

“Deena… are you… preg-“

“Get! Out!”

Feeling stunned I walked/ran to my bedroom and shut the door, my heart beating fast and my penis hard as a rock.

After a couple minutes there was a soft knock on the door. I opened it and there stood Deena, now wearing her usual sleeping outfit of a t-shirt and panties.

“We need to talk,” she said, stepping in and closing the door.

“I’m sorry!” I said, quickly. “I didn’t know you were in there!”

“Yeah, but you saw me, and you know I’m… pregnant.”

“Yeah.”

“Please don’t tell mom and dad?” she said. “I’m not ready to tell them yet.”

“I won’t,” I promised. Then, “So… how did this happen?”

Deena rolled her eyes. “The usual way. I had sex with a boy.”

“Who?”

“Justin.”

“Justin?!” I asked in some surprise, knowing that our fourteen-year-old cousin was likely the one she had in mind. “Why Justin?”

She shrugged. “I was bored and horny, he was cute and willing. It wasn’t my first time. It was his. I forgot about a condom.”

“Oh,” I said, feeling vaguely dizzy.

“Yeah. So you can’t tell mom and dad, ok? It’s bad enough I’m pregnant, but if they find out it’s Justin’s baby, they’ll be really, really pissed.”

“I won’t tell,” I promised again. “But you have to tell them at some point.”

“I know,” she sighed. “I’m trying to find someone to adopt the baby after it’s born. At least then they won’t go too ape.”

“So… how far along are you?”

“Four months down, five to go.” She sat down on my bed. “You know, I’m kind of glad you found out. I haven’t told anyone else.”

“I am sorry I walked in,” I said, sitting next to her. “I didn’t know you were in there, much less naked.”

“I wasn’t naked. I had my panties on.”

“Well, true.” I blushed. “At least you looked pretty.”

Deena snorted. “I look fat.”

I shook my head. “Not true. I didn’t know you were pregnant until I saw you in your panties. No one can tell otherwise.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“I thought I was getting all fat.”

“No, you looked fine.”

“Really?” She pulled up her shirt to expose her stomach.

“Well, I mean, I can see you’re pregnant when you do that,” I said, “But otherwise I’d have never known.”

“Oh. Well, thanks, Devon.”

“You’re welcome.” I ran my fingers rather nervously through my hair. “Since I know you’re pregnant, would you mind, like, answering some questions for me?”

“About sex?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok.”

“So, like, how did you do it with Justin?”

“You mean like what position?”

I nodded.

“He was on top of me.”

“Oh. But there are other ways, right?”

“Sure, like the girl on top, doggie-style, side-by-side.”

“Oh, ok.”

“Any other questions?” she asked after a moment.

I scratched the back of my neck, feeling stupid. “Ok. Well. I mean, when the baby is born, it’s going to come out your… pussy, right?”

Rolling her eyes, she said, “My vagina, yes, and thanks for the reminder.”

“Well, I mean, that’s where the boy’s penis, goes, right?” She nodded. “And it has to be tight enough to hold that, so how can it be tight enough for that, but big enough for a baby to come out?”

“It stretches,” my sister said.

“It does?”

“Yeah.” She looked at me. “Haven’t you ever seen a vagina before?”

I shook my head. “In pics, but not real life.”

“Well, yeah, there is a slight difference. I hadn’t seen a penis before I lost my virginity last year, though I’d seen them in pics. I really wasn’t prepared for the reality.”

“Could I see yours?” I asked, suddenly.

“What? No, Devon, I’m your sister!”

“I’ve already seen your breasts,” I pointed out. “Plus I’m keeping your secret. You could at least let me see it in return.”

Deena scowled. “Alright, but you can’t tell ANYONE I showed it to you, ok?”

“I won’t,” I promised.

“Alright,” she said, and then stood up and pulled down her panties. When she sat back down on my bed she spread her legs. “Ta-da.”

My already hard penis twitched, giving me a reminder that I was wearing only boxers. I looked closely at the slit between my sister’s legs. It was… weird. It was like what I’d seen in pics, but different.

She took a couple fingers and pulled it open. “There’s the hole, in case you were wondering.”

I eyeballed a hole that seemed only a little bigger around than my thumb. “A baby comes out of THAT? It doesn’t even look big enough for a boy’s penis!”

“It DOES stretch, you know,” she reminded me. “Trust me. A boy’s penis can fit in there, otherwise I wouldn’t be pregnant.”

I laughed. “Well, yeah, that does seem pretty obvious.”

“Yep.”

I looked closely at my sister’s vagina, my face only about a foot from it. Then I looked at her and said, “Hey, I got another question.”

“Ok.”

Feeling myself blush, I said, “Can I… lick it? Just to see what it tastes like?”

Deena blinked in surprise. “Lick it?”

“Yeah. If that’s ok.” Even I had no idea why I wanted to, but it seemed like a good idea.

“Uh… well, I guess if you want to you can.”

“Thanks.” I leaned in close, looking at Deena’s vagina. Then I stuck out my tongue and ran it from the bottom up to the top. It tasted ok, so I did it a couple more times, and when my sister didn’t tell me to stop, I kept doing it. Mostly I just ran my tongue along the slit but sometimes I would lick this little bump at the top, and she would moan a little. I guessed she enjoyed that. She also seemed to like it when I slid my tongue into her vagina itself.

“Oh… oh, god,” she whispered as I kept doing it.

I lifted my face up. “Is something wrong?”

“God, no! Just don’t stop!”

I shrugged and went back to licking my sister’s vagina, pleased she seemed to enjoy it.

“Use your finger, Devon!” she gasped out at one point.

“What?”

“Put a finger inside me!”

I placed my index finger at the entrance to my sister’s vagina and slowly slid it inside, marveling at the sensation of her flesh clinging to it. I still thought there was no way a baby could come out through there, but I guess she knew better than I did. With that thought in my head, I went back to licking, mostly working on the little bump, since she seemed to like that best.

“Oh… oh, yes… oh… keep going… keep… ah!”

Deena’s whole body suddenly tensed and I felt her vagina clutching at my finger as she had what was clearly an orgasm. I didn’t even know for sure if girls had those, and now I’d given one to my older sister.

I sat back on my knees, pulling my finger out of Deena’s vagina and looking up at her reddened face as she slowly returned to sanity.

After swallowing and trying to get her breath back, Deena calmly said, “Devon?”

“Yeah?”

“Where did you learn how to do that?”

I shrugged. “Just now. I just did what I thought you might like.”

“Well…” She took another deep breath. “You were right.”

“Cool,” I said with a little grin. Then, “Uhm. I have a couple more questions, if that’s ok?”

“Give me a second.” She closed her eyes and took one last deep breath. “Alright.”

“Ok.” I stared at my sister’s vagina. “So when you do it with a boy on top, how does that work?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I mean, like doesn’t he squash you?”

Deena laughed, apparently completely recovered from her orgasm, though certainly more relaxed than she had been before. “God, Devon, you’re such a virgin. No, he doesn’t squash me.”

“Well, then, how does it work?”

Exasperated, Deena said, “Ok, get on top of me.”

“What?” I asked in a slight panic.

“Keep your boxers on and get on top of me. I’ll show you how it works.”

Licking my lips and having no clue what my sister had in mind, I moved so that I was holding myself over her, kind of like I was doing push-ups, my boxer-covered penis just barely touching her pubic hair.

“There, see? You’re holding your weight with your hands. Now move your body so that you’re on your elbows.”

I did as I was told and now had much of my body pressed against hers. I could feel the fabric of her t-shirt against my bare chest but was even more aware of the fact that now my crotch was rather firmly pressed against hers.

“There,” she said, smiling up at me. “If you weren’t wearing your boxers, you’d be able to get it in me pretty easy like this, see?”

“Yeah…”

“Now, see, if you were actually doing it, all you’d have to do is just move your hips and you’d go in and out.”

“Like this?” I said, thrusting awkwardly, aware that each thrust rubbed my boxer-covered penis against my sister’s naked crotch.

“Mmmm… yeah, like that. But lower your body down so that most of it is against me.”

“Like this?” I asked, doing as I was told.

“Yeah…”

This gave me a new angle to my thrusts, and each time I moved, I thought that I might be pressing directly against my sister’s vagina. I also started to realize that my penis was working its way out of the fly of my boxers. I began to change the angle of my thrusts, trying to free it from its confines and was rewarded when it finally popped out of my boxers.

Now as I thrust I could feel my sister’s vagina directly against the underside of my penis. God, it felt wonderful! I’d never experienced anything so nice as that was! I kept moving, enjoying the sensation and thinking to myself that if I accidentally went into her, well, that wouldn’t be so bad, right?

“Devon?” she finally said after a couple minutes of this.

“Yeah?” I asked, freezing.

“You’re trying to get it in, aren’t you?”

“Uh..” Not sure what to say, I settled for honesty. “Yes. Sorry.”

“That’s ok.” She thought for a few seconds and then said, “You made me cum with your mouth, and you’re the first boy to ever do that.”

“I am?” I said, feeling pleased.

“You are. So that deserves a reward.” She took another deep breath. “If you want to, I’ll let you put it in me.”

“You will?” I asked, overjoyed.

“Yes. I’ll even let you cum in me. What the hell, it’s not like you can get me pregnant. But! You better enjoy it, cause it’s the only time I’m going to let you do it with me, ok?”

“Ok!” I sat up, my stiff penis sticking of the fly of my boxers. I took it in my hand and touched it to what I thought was the right place. “Here, right?”

“Yeah. Just slide it in.”

I pushed forward and watched in amazement as slowly, easily, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis slid into my pregnant sister’s fifteen-year-old vagina. I pushed it in as far as it could go, and just like that my virginity was a fading memory.

“You like it?” my sister said with a grin.

“Uh-huh…” I whispered back. Then, moving slowly cause I didn’t want to cum too soon, I lowered myself back onto her body and started moving my hips, working my penis back and forth inside her vagina.

Wrapping her arms around me, Deena said, “Feels pretty good, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah…” I said, somewhat raggedly.

She slid a hand under my boxers and squeezed my butt. “Enjoy it.”

“I am.”

I closed my eyes and tried to take it as slow as I could, knowing this was going to be the only time I’d be laying my older sister. Despite my efforts, though, I knew I wouldn’t be able to last forever.

Opening my eyes I looked into my sister’s face. “I’m… I’m gonna cum soon…”

She brushed some of the hair out of my eyes. “Go ahead, Devon. Cum inside me.”

That was it! I let out a moan of pure pleasure and pushed my penis as deep as it would go into my sister’s vagina, letting the bliss wash over me as I shot my sperm into a girl for the first time ever.

Totally spent I collapsed on top of her, aware that she was still squeezing my ass with one hand as she ran the other through my hair whispering, “You did good, Devon. You did real good.”

True to her word, Deena never let me fuck her again. I never flat-out asked her if she wanted to, but I did broadly hint, and she never took me up on it. That was ok, though. I at least had a souvenir in the form of the boxers I’d been wearing when we fucked. I never washed them and kept them under my bed. Every once in a while I’d drape them over my face while I masturbated. It wasn’t as good as sex, but when you’re thirteen and you’ve only fucked a girl once, you’ll learn to make do.

END

Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Edited by Arthur the Panther.

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Taming Trevor


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November 2, 2008

Taming Trevor
By
Alex Hawk

I turned the TV up louder, doing my best to ignore the noises from the other room, while trying to watch a program for my history class. Trevor, my thirteen-year-old brother, was in there listening to music. Loud music. Bad loud music. Really, really awfully bad loud music.

Finally I’d had enough. I went over to my brother’s bedroom door and pounded on it.

“Trevor! Turn that shit down!”

“Fuck you, Elsie!”

“You wish! Now turn it down, or I’m telling mom and dad when they get home!”

“Fine!” The volume went down marginally. “Happy, your majesty?!”

“Thank you, bitch boy,” I said sweetly as I stormed back to the living room and cranked the TV back up. My little brother was only one year younger than me, but centuries more irritating than I could ever hope to be.

I had about three minutes of peace before Linkin Park started blasting out of my brother’s bedroom. I had nothing against Linkin Park. I really liked them, in fact. I had a problem with 180 decibels when I was trying to study.

I stalked back to my brother’s bedroom and pounded on his door. “Open this door!”

“No!”

“Open it!”

“Why?”

“So I can strangle you! TURN THAT SHIT DOWN!”

My brother opened the door. He was wearing only a pair of boxers with a bulge in them. “What do you want?”

“I want you to turn your music down so that I can pay attention to my homework,” I said, trying to stare only at his face.”Why do you have it up so loud?”

“Cause I was jerking off and didn’t want you to hear,” he said, waving a porno mag in my face. “Can I finish now?”

I blinked, taken aback. “Uh… yeah, ok… just keep the volume down, ok?” I mumbled.

“Fine.” Trevor slammed the door in my face.

I stood there in the hall as the music started playing again. The thought racing mostly through my mind was, “What the hell just happened?” I’d never thought about my brother, or any boy, masturbating. I certainly never thought about him making any noise while he did it.

Curious I leaned my head against the door and did my best to listen to the sounds under the music. Sure enough, I thought I could hear a faint squeaking sound, like bedsprings. I pictured Trevor laying there with his penis in his hand and suddenly felt my virgin vagina getting very wet.

I shook my head to clear it. This was, after all, my annoying little brother I was thinking about. With a little shrug I went back to the living room and tried to return to my homework. The noise from Trevor’s room continued for another five minutes or so, then I guess he must’ve cum cause the music turned off and he walked out, now wearing a t-shirt and shorts.

“Was it good for you?” I asked in my most snarky tone.

“Yes.” He stuck his tongue out at me.

“Look,” I said in a bit more serious voice. “Next time you wanna spank it, please don’t turn your music up. You’re not going to make any sounds I’m going to hear, so don’t try to make me go deaf, ok?”

“Alright,” Trevor said, blushing slightly. “Sorry, Elsie.”

“It’s ok.”

And that was the end of it. Or so I thought.

* * *

Butterflies were flitting through the air as Justin Timberlake and I lay down, naked, on the blanket. I spread my legs as he got on top of me, his erect penis poised for entry.

“Take me, Justin,” I whispered. “Make me a woman…”

“Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah!” Justin sang out, and then started playing a guitar that appeared out of nowhere.

I sat up abruptly in bed, my dream shattered. I looked at the clock and groaned. It was just after eight in the morning, and already Trevor was playing his stupid, stupid LOUD music. I liked the Offspring just fine. I didn’t like them waking me up when I was dreaming about Justin.

Throwing on my bathrobe, I wore nothing to bed but panties, I stalked into the hallway and pounded on Trevor’s door.

He opened it, glaring at me. “What? It’s not up THAT loud!”

“It’s loud enough,” I snarled. “You woke me up.”

“Oh, well…” Trevor shrugged. “Sorry?”

I rolled my eyes. “Turn it down!”

“But I was going to-”

Since he was wearing just his boxers again, it was pretty obvious what he had in mind. “I don’t care if you were going to be jerking off. I’ve told you I can’t hear you when you do that. I CAN hear you when you blast your music.”

“Look, it’s my bedroom, I can play whatever I want and as loud as I want!”

My patience was at an end. I didn’t want to argue with him all morning, I wanted him to turn down his music so that I could get back to bed and MAYBE get back to my dream about Justin Timberlake. So I came up with a final, desperate solution.

“Ok, look, Trevor. You turn down the music and I’ll let you see my breasts.”

My little brother blinked. “What?”

“It’s easy to understand. I’ll let you see my tits if you turn down the crapfest from your speakers.”

I could feel his surprise and temptation. I wasn’t THAT great to look at, but I certainly wasn’t bad and I knew that he’d probably never seen a girl’s breasts before. I’d seen him try to sneak peaks at me from time to time, so I knew he’d wanted to see them. They weren’t that impressive, just a b-cup, but I liked them.

“Really?”

“Yes.” I opened my robe just enough to give him a hint.

“Uh… well, ok. Sure.”

“So turn down the music.”

“Ok.” Trevor picked up the remote from the desk near him and turned the music way down.

I took a little breath. I’d never shown a boy my breasts before. Slowly I opened my robe, exposing them to Trevor, feeling my nipples harden as the cool air of my brother’s bedroom hit them.

“Oh, wow…” I could see my brother’s penis tenting out his boxers. I did my best to ignore that.

“Yes.” I closed my robe. “Now keep the music down, ok?”

“Ok…”

I walked back to my bedroom without another word and fell back into bed. Eventually I went back to sleep but, sadly, my sleep was Justin-free.

* * *

Trevor was pretty well behaved the next couple days. He didn’t blast his music, which made me happy. I was pretty sure he probably spent a lot of time jerking off. I knew I’d certainly given him something to jerk off to, which, strangely, didn’t really bother me. I’d actually gotten kind of turned on knowing that I got him horny.

Sadly, Trevor’s good behavior couldn’t last forever. One day when I got home from school I saw that he was sitting there watching something stupid on MTV. I sat down on the couch and said, “I need to watch a video for school.”

“Tough shit. I’m watching something.”

I sighed. “Trevor, you know homework takes priority. Go play on your computer or something.”

“No! I’m watching TV.”

I sighed. Just like the other morning, I was in no mood to argue. So I figured I’d go with the same solution as before. “I’ll let you see my breasts again…”

Trevor perked up. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

He said, “Well… ok. But you gotta let me look longer than last time, ok?”

“Ok. I’ll give you, say, fifteen seconds?”

“Thirty!” he said, promptly.

“Ok, thirty.”

“Alright.”

I pulled my t-shirt off my body and then reached back to remove my bra. Once that was off I lay back on the couch, giving my brother a good view.

“Wow, Elsie… those look so cool,” he whispered.

“Thank you,” I said in reply. I pictured his penis hardening up inside his pants. I looked at the clock. “Ok, that’s it.” I started putting my top back on.

“Right. Ok. Thanks.” He stood up. “I’ll see you later,” he said, and practically ran into his bedroom. I giggled a little, knowing full well that I’d made my little brother horny enough that he was going to be jerking off for the next several hours, giving me total peace.

* * *

The peace with my brother lasted the better part of a week, which made me very happy, though there was a part of me that actually wanted to let him see my breasts some more. Doing it had made me feel very sexy.

It wasn’t long before Trevor found something new to annoy me with. He’d gone out and bought himself a rapid-fire squirt gun, and as I was sitting by our swimming pool trying to get a suntan he started shooting me on the back with it.

I rolled over and glared at him. “Stop that.”

“Make me.” He blasted me on the stomach.

I threw my bottle of suntan lotion at him. “Why do you have to be so annoying?” I lamented.

“Because I’m thirteen and your brother,” he pointed out and shot me again.

I sighed. I knew how this was going to go. “Ok. If I let you see my breasts again, will you leave me alone?”

“I don’t know,” he said to my surprise. “I’ve seen them twice already.” He shoot me right between my breasts.

I let out a little yelp. “Then what WILL it take?”

“Uh… I don’t know.” Trevor shrugged a little. “Let me touch them?”

I opened my mouth up to say no, but then reconsidered. It would get me peace, and it, well, kind of aroused me a little. So I said, “Ok, fine. But then you have to leave me alone today, tomorrow and the next day, ok?”

“Ok,” he said, eagerly.

I undid my bikini top and set it aside as my brother got down on his knees next to me. I could clearly see the outline of his hard penis in his board shorts. He rather shyly reached out one of his hands and placed it lightly over my right breast.

“Wow…”

“You like that?” I asked quietly.

“Yeah.”

I did, too. I’d never had a boy touch me there before, and it was REALLY nice. “You can touch the other one, too.”

“I can? Ok.” My brother’s other hand came up to rest on my left breast. He wasn’t moving them or anything, just holding them. It still felt nice.
I started suddenly getting really, really horny. I knew I’d better put a stop to this. I said, “Ok, Trevor. That’s time.”

“Oh. Alright.” He stood up, his penis tenting out again. Without saying anything more, he walked away, up to his bedroom, to masturbate.

I laid out there in the sun for a few more seconds and then stood up, going up to my own bedroom, where I started to masturbate, picturing my brother doing the same, and climaxing while wondering what his penis looked like.

This was definitely getting interesting.

* * *
Letting my brother hold my breasts bought me quite a bit of time, actually. About ten days, which was enough for the school year to end, which left him and me home alone a lot of the time. I knew that left all sorts of potential for him to annoy me and for me to continue my program of taming him.

I found myself looking forward to it, which I knew was weird on a number of levels. But I told myself it was all good. It was a bit of harmless fun for me, and it got him to behave, so that alone was worth the price.

Then one day as we were sitting around watching TV, Trevor rather abruptly said, “I’m going to go masturbate.”

“Oh, hey, thanks for sharing,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“What’ll you give me to get me to keep my music off?”

I raised an eyebrow. “What kind of question is that?”

“Well, usually when I play it loud you come up and show me your tits or something. So if this time I don’t play it at all, what do I get?”

“That’s not how this works,” I pointed out.

“Sure it is. This way you don’t have to come upstairs and you get what you want.”

He had a point. I sighed. “Ok. What do you want in return?”

“Uh…” Trevor blushed. “Well… let me see your… your pussy?”

A little thrill of excitement went through me as I heard him say that. I made up my mind quickly, but pretended to think hard about it before I finally said, “Well… ok. I’ll give you a short look.”

“Ok.”

I was wearing a pair of shorts and panties. I stood up and pulled both down, then laid on my back and spread my legs, giving my brother a really good look at my vagina. I trimmed my hair, so he actually could see quite a bit.

“Man,” he said after a moment. “That’s… amazing.”

I let him have a good, long look. More than a minute, actually, before I finally closed my legs and said, “There. Now go masturbate.”

“Yes, ma’am!” he said with a big grin as he ran up to his bedroom.

As soon as my brother was out the room I started masturbating, finishing up after only a couple minutes of effort. I was starting to wonder where this whole thing with Trevor was going to end up. Oh, well. Wherever it ended up, as long as it got me peace, I didn’t care.

* * *

The peace didn’t last as long as I’d hoped that it would. The very next day, Trevor was running through the house at high speed, acting like a general idiot. I didn’t know what all the excitement was about, but was in the habit of acting weird, even before I started my program of taming him.

Finally at one point as he was dashing through the dining room, where I was eating a snack, I said, “Trevor! Would you PLEASE calm down a little? Take some Ritalin or something?”

He stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me like he’d just noticed I was there. He blushed a little. “Sorry.”

“It’s ok, just stop acting like such a freak.”

“Sorry, Elsie,” he said again, as he sat down. “Can I see your vagina again?”

I stared at him. “What, just like that?”

“Sure. Then I can go masturbate.”

I had to give my brother this much credit; he at least always knew what he wanted. I thought for a second and then said, “Alright. I’ll let you see me again. But you gotta let me see your penis.”

“What? My penis?”

“Yeah.”

Trevor thought for a second and then said, “I guess that’s fair.” With that he stood up, hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts and in one swift move dropped them and his underwear down, letting his erect penis pop up into view.

I stared hard at my brother’s penis, the first one I’d ever seen. It was about four, maybe five inches long, and pointing almost straight up. In a sudden rush of feeling, I wanted to touch it, suck it, fondle it, get fucked by it, do everything I could think of. The moment passed quick, but there was no denying it had happened.

Without saying anything, I stood up and removed my shorts and panties before I sat back down and spread my legs so that my younger brother could have a clear look at my vagina once more.

“Wow,” he said after a few seconds. He took hold of his erect penis. “It’s hard to believe this is supposed to go into there.”

“Yeah,” I agreed, having thought much the same thing. “It’s supposed to, though.”

We stared at each other in silence for a few moments before I said, “Well, if you’re going to go spank it, go spank it.”

“Right.” He shook his head to clear it. “Right. Ok. See you later.” He picked up his shorts and walked off, my eyes moving onto his bare ass as he walked past me. What a lovely sight, I thought, as my fingers moved between my legs to work their magic.

* * *

Trevor and I both sort of avoided each other for the next couple days. There wasn’t anything deliberate about it, I don’t think. We just both seemed to think that some odd line had been crossed and we weren’t sure how to deal with it.

Then about two weeks after I’d seen Trevor’s penis, as I was hanging around outside reading a book, he came up to me.

“So I’m bringing Devon over tonight.”

“Oh?” I asked. Devon was his best friend, and a little hottie, even if he was only twelve. I’d have slept with him in a heartbeat, if I wasn’t still a virgin.

“Yeah. So… if I agree to make sure we’re both quiet and don’t annoy you, can I see you naked?”

I gave a little shrug. “Sure, if it gets me peace and quiet.” I thought for an instant. “And if I can see you naked, too.”

“Ok.” My brother started getting out of his clothes, and I did the same.

Moments later we were both naked and looking at each other. He really did have a fine little body, I thought to myself. He wasn’t some studly sex god, but he took good care of himself and was really cute naked.

“You really look nice,” he said.

I laughed. “I was just thinking the same thing about you.”

“Really?” Trevor grinned.

“Yeah!”

“Cool.” He looked at me. “Can I try something?”

“What?”

“Well… it’s kind of hard to explain, but I just wanna try something.”

I gave him a look. “You’re not going to try and stick it in me, are you?”

“No, of course not!” he said, giving me a slight, very slight, twinge of disappointment. “But I wanna try something, then I’ll leave you alone.”

“Ok.”

“Cool. Well, like, lay down and spread your legs.”

As I started to lay back, I said, “Are you SURE you don’t plan to try and stick it in?”

“Yes, trust me.”

“Ok.”

Once I was laying on my back, Trevor got between my legs and then sort of laid down over me, holding himself up with his hands and knees, making sure that almost none of his body touched mine. I looked up at him.

“Trevor…” I said in a warning tone.

“I said I wasn’t going to try and stick it in and I’m not, ok?”

“Ok.”

Trevor reached down and took hold of his penis. Just as I was about to say something he laid it against my vagina, so that the shaft was rubbing against me, and then pushed forward with his hips, rubbing right up against my clitoris.

Any words that I was going to say were stifled at the sudden burst of pleasure that shot through my body at this unexpected contact as my brother moved some more, rubbing his penis back and forth along my vagina. Oh, wow, was it amazing!

“See?” he whispered after a bit. “I said I wasn’t going to stick it in…”

“Yeah…” It took every bit of determination I had to force myself to say, “You should probably stop though.”

“Oh… ok.” He sat up, the underside of his penis glistening with my moisture.

“So I get peace?” I asked as we started to get dressed.

“Yeah! I keep my word.”

“Ok. See you later.”

“Bye.”

Trevor walked up to his room, I went to mine and we both did the same thing.

* * *

Three days later, as I was sitting around bored and trying to figure out what to do, Trevor walked into the living room. He was completely naked and his penis was very, very hard. He grinned.

“You wanna do what we did the other day, Elsie?”

“Wow, you’re subtle.”

He grinned. “Yeah. Whatever that means. So?”

I laughed. “Alright, sure. Let’s go to my bedroom, though.”

“Ok.”

My brother and I went up to my bedroom where I stripped down and got onto my bed. Trevor got between my legs, laid his penis against my vagina and lowered himself onto me as he started to rub back and forth.

I put my arms around my brother’s body as he thrust against me. It was a wonderful feeling, and I never wanted him to stop. Or rather, I did, but only because I realized there was something else I wanted him to do.

“Trevor…?”

“Yeah…?”

“If you promise to behave for the rest of the week…” I took a deep breath. “I’ll let you put it in me for a few seconds.”

Trevor froze completely. “Y…you will?”

“Yeah…”

“For how long?” he asked after a moment.

“Uh… thirty seconds,” I offered.

Trevor thought about that for about three seconds and then, in a shaky voice, said, “Alright…”

I’d just made a deal to lose my virginity to my little brother in return for him behaving himself for the rest of the week. My mind spun.

“Uhm… how do we… I mean… I’ve never done this before…”

“Ok…” I reached down between our bodies and, after only a second’s hesitation, took my brother’s penis in my hand. He let out a little gasp at the contact. I lined him up so that the tip was poking at my vagina. Just that simple contact alone was mind blowing. I said, “All you have to do is SLOWLY push it in.”

Trevor nodded and pushed forward slowly with his hips. At first I didn’t feel anything, but then I felt an odd pressure that was suddenly released as I felt the warm sensation of my brother’s thirteen-year-old virgin penis pushing into my fourteen-year-old virgin vagina. It was smooth and easy. He just slipped into me like he belonged there.

“Whoa…” he whispered as the last bit went into me. “Oh, god…”

“Yeah…” I reached back and put my hands just above his butt.

Trevor swallowed hard and looked down at me. “Is this… your first time… too?” I nodded. “Cool…”

I looked down to where my brother’s penis entered my body. Oh, it felt so wonderful with him in there. But I didn’t want him to cum inside me, so I started a reluctant mental countdown.

By the time I’d reached thirty, he was starting to move back and forth, fucking me slowly and gently. It felt really wonderful, but I knew I couldn’t let him keep going or he’d cum. So I tapped him on the butt.

“Trevor…? It’s time to stop…”

He pushed deeper into me. “It is…?”

“Yeah…”

“Oh…” He stayed inside me and kept moving just a little.

“So take it out…” I whispered after a few more seconds.

“Ok…” My brother thrust a couple more times, and then with a reluctant sigh pulled back, his now non-virgin penis slipping out of me.

I felt a strange emptiness as my brother’s penis left my vagina. It had felt really good having him in there, and I wanted to have him back inside, but I knew that I couldn’t do that, at least not right now. If he came in me and got me pregnant there’d be real hell to pay.

“So,” I managed to say after a bit. “You going to behave the rest of the week?”

“Yeah. Of course.”

“Good.” I gave my naked brother a hug. “Now go away.”

“Ok.”

As Trevor walked away, I kept my eyes on his cute butt thinking to myself, “Oh, god! I just lost my virginity to my brother!” As soon as he was gone, I quickly masturbated to orgasm, knowing that he was probably doing the same thing. It was the best climax of my life! I wondered what it would feel like to have an orgasm while Trevor fucked me. It was an appealing idea. Hopefully he’d act up again soon and I could tame him some more.

* * *

On Saturday night of that week, when our parents were out, Trevor’s friend Devon came to stay the night again. As I’d mentioned before, I had something of a slight crush on Devon, even though he was only twelve (but would turn thirteen next month, I knew). Now that I’d had a boy inside me, I started wondering what it might be like to have another boy in there.

Just as I was really wondering about this idea, the two of them started playing Halo at slightly under one billion decibels. I stalked my way into the living room and glared at them both for a few seconds.

When the boys failed to notice me, I said, “Hey!”

They both looked up at me.

“Trevor, I thought we had a deal.”

“Huh?” He looked blank for a moment and then blushed. “Oh. Right. Sorry.”

“What’s she talking about?” asked Devon.

Trevor looked at his friend. “Oh… uh… we have a deal about me being quiet.”

Devon snorted. “Yeah. You being quiet. Right.”

“Hey.” My brother looked offended.

“Are we going to have to make a new deal?” I asked.

Trevor looked at me strangely. “Uh… what did you have in mind?”

“The same as before, only you can do it for longer, but you also have to behave for longer.”

“Ok!” He brightened up considerably and looked at Devon. “We’ll be right back,” he said as he stood up.

“No, no,” I said, holding up a hand. “We’ll do it right here. Devon can be a witness to the deal. That way I’ll have someone to make you behave.”

“Uh… but…” He looked from me to Devon and back again.

“I don’t mind being a witness,” Devon said.

“Well, then,” I said, smiling sweetly at my little brother. “I guess we should get started.” With that, I quickly disrobed and stood there naked before my brother and his friend.

Devon’s eyes went wide as he looked at me. He opened his mouth to say something to Trevor, but then closed it quickly as he saw Trevor getting naked, too.

“What. The. Hell?” he asked as he looked from Trevor to me.

I laid down on the floor and spread my legs as Trevor got on top of me. I looked over at Devon’s stunned face. “It’s the deal we have. He gets to stick his penis into me for a little while and in return, I get him behaving.”

“Oh,” Devon said, weakly.

“How long do I get to have it in for?” Trevor asked.

I shrugged. “Until I tell you to take it out. At least as long as last time.”

“Ok.” Trevor positioned himself over me and took his penis in his hand. He poked it against my vagina. “Right here, right?”

“Yeah.” A little thrill went through me at the idea that I was about to get fucked by Trevor again and in front of Devon at that!

Trevor pushed forward and just as smoothly and easily as the first time, slipped his penis into my vagina. We both let out little moans as he pushed home. I placed my hands onto his butt and pulled him against me, savoring the sensation of having him inside me again.

“Holy fuck!” squeaked Devon, his eyes fixed onto our naked bodies. “You guys are actually doing it!”

“Yeah…” I whispered.

As Trevor started moving just slightly inside me, I kept one eye fixed on Devon, watching as he watched us. I knew he had to be really horny right now. I made up my mind as to what I was going to do next. After all, the only reason I hadn’t fucked him before was because I was still a virgin. That wasn’t the case now.

Meantime, Trevor started fucking me a little more obviously now. Each time my brother pushed his penis into my vagina, he’d hit me in just the right way to make me feel really good. It was the best feeling I’d ever had in my life, and I knew I was going to let Trevor keep going until he came inside me.

I looked up at my brother’s face as he started fucking me faster. His eyes were closed, his mouth was just slightly open and he had a look of total bliss on his face. Looking down his naked body, I could see the base of his penis disappearing into my vagina. I knew it wouldn’t be long now.

“Ooooh… oh, Elsie… I’m gonna cum…”

“Do it,” I whispered, holding tight onto my little brother’s ass.

I had no idea what to expect when my brother came. What happened was that his face got this screwed up look on it as he pushed really hard into me a few times and then held still. He got this blissed out expression and I felt his penis start pulsing inside me as his sperm was released into my body.

Trevor collapsed onto me, giving me a new sensation as his chest pressed against my breasts. Now I knew I’d REALLY had sex. There was no question about it now, given that I had my brother’s sperm inside me.

“Pull out,” I said, taping him on the shoulder.

“Huh? Oh… ok.” Trevor sat back, his penis withdrawing from me.

I looked over at Devon. “You want a turn? Since you’re being witness, I might as well give you a reward for it.”

Devon’s eyes went wide. “What? Really?”

“Yeah. If you want to.”

Devon looked at Trevor, who shrugged and said, “I don’t care. She’s not my girlfriend.”

I smiled at Devon. “So? You want to?”

“Sure!”

“Ok, get naked.”

Devon’s hands shook as he stood up and started to slowly undress. Soon he was down to just his boxers, and when they went, I got a good look at his preteen penis. It was smaller than Trevor’s, and had only a tiny bit of hair above it. Nice, though. I couldn’t wait to have it in me!

Devon got between my legs as Trevor had and looked down at my vagina. “I’m still a virgin. I don’t know what to do,” he said.

Both Trevor and I laughed. “I’ve heard that before,” I said. I took his penis in my hand and lined him up. “All you have to do is push it in.”

“Ok.”

I ran my hands down Devon’s smooth, naked body as he gave a little push with his hips, his twelve-year-old virgin penis very easily entering my fourteen-year-old vagina. I let out a moan as I took my second virginity. I knew then that two wouldn’t be enough for me.

Devon’s first time fucking me lasted hardly any time at all. He was in me for less than a minute before his sperm joined my brother’s inside my vagina. It hadn’t felt as good as it had with Trevor, but I hoped that, with time, he’d get better.

We ended up having plenty of time to improve. The entire summer I spent as much time as I could getting fucked by my brother and Devon. Not being stupid, I knew there was a decent chance of them getting me pregnant, and the last thing I wanted to do was to explain to my parents that I wasn’t sure if the father was Devon or Trevor. So after a week I went on the Pill, which seemed to be a very smart idea.

As a way of keeping our parents from finding out it ended up not being worth much. One day in early September I was getting fucked quite enthusiastically by Trevor in the living room when our parents came home early from dinner. Needless to say they were not impressed at seeing their kids having sex with each other. We were in serious, serious trouble.

The punishments we got were enough to keep us from fucking for quite some time. We eventually started again, but the thrill was gone and we soon drifted off to other lovers. I had Devon and eventually Trevor found another girl to fuck.

Getting caught sucked, but getting fucked was wonderful. Even now I know that if I had a chance, I’d let Trevor fuck me again. In retrospect, I’m not sure which of us ended up more tamed.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Spooooooooooon!

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