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A Boyfriend for Cindy – Part 2

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A Boyfriend for Cindy
Copyright 2020 by Caliboy1991. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
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Part 2

Cole fidgeted, sitting on the couch as he waited for Cindy to finish getting ready in the bathroom. He glanced at the clock on the VCR and even though it was only a few minutes after five, he worried about how crowded Red Lobster would be if they didn’t leave soon.

As though on cue, the bathroom door opened and then Cindy slowly walked into the room. She wore the purple dress from the previous week. Golden ringlets fell from her hair, not quite touching her shoulders. Normally, the teenager didn’t wear makeup, but this evening her lips glistened and her cheeks practically sparkled from rouge. Her blue eyes seemed to pop behind some dark eyeliner.

“Do I look okay?” she said.

Cole’s eyes were drawn to the dressy black sandals on her feet. Part of him felt a bit of relief. While Cindy wasn’t tall, even at five feet two inches, she was four inches taller than him. Had she worn high heels, she might have topped him by a head. Cole lifted his eyes, taking in her long, slender legs that disappeared under a purple hem several inches above her knee. Above her breasts delicate straps looped over her shoulders.

Cole wasn’t sure, but Cindy’s boobs didn’t look as big as they had when she’d gone to the dance the previous Saturday. The dress was modest enough to cover them while still exposing a bit of cleavage. One of his friends from school had told him that he’d caught his sister stuffing tissue down her bra, trying to make her tits look bigger. For a fleeting moment, Cole wondered if Cindy had tried that on her last date. Without the extra padding her boobs didn’t stick out very far. Cole didn’t care about that. He didn’t know how it was possible, but Cole thought Cindy was the prettiest that she’d ever been.

“Wow, you look pretty,” was all he managed to say as he continued to stare.

“Thanks,” Cindy said as she came over to him and leaned in to straighten his collar. “You do, too.”

As they left, Cole hurried over to the driver’s side door of the old Honda and opened it, “Ma’am, after you.”

As Cindy slid into the bucket seat, for the briefest of moments, Cole thought he’d caught a glimpse of black panties. The butterflies returned as he closed the door. By the time he climbed into the passenger seat, his penis had taken on a life of its own and he was glad the black dress pants bunched up as he sat down.
The nearest Red Lobster was between State Highway 8 and the 610 Loop, just inside Houston’s city limits. That suited Cole just fine. As much as he had looked forward to this evening with Cindy all week, he didn’t really want to run into any one from school. In fact, the further Cindy had to drive to get to the restaurant the happier he’d be.

As Cindy got onto highway 59, which would take them into Houston, she said, “Did you see how much Dave gave us this week?”

“Yeah, a hundred dollars. I know he really like Mom. But I still don’t like him much.”

“Me neither, but I could hate him a lot more and be okay with things if he keeps buying us off each week,” Cindy said.

Cole glanced at his sister, who gripped the steering wheel with both hands as they entered the heavy traffic for which Houston was known. She glanced back at him, “I hope you don’t mind, but I grabbed some of his blood money for dinner this evening.”

“No,” Cole blurted. “I do mind, Sis. Tonight’s about showing you that not all guys are assholes. I know I’m too young to drive, but I’ve got everything else taken care of, okay?”

Releasing her right hand from the wheel, she patted Cole’s leg, “Wow, Cubby. I didn’t realize how much it must sound like I hate men, but if that’s what you want, then, yeah. Okay.”

Cole offered a smile, “Thanks.”

Cole hadn’t needed to worry. There was no wait to get seated at Red Lobster. Friday Night Lights in Texas kept a lot of people out of restaurants until after the end of the game. As they looked over the menu, Cole’s eyes grew round as he looked at the prices on the menu. He’d never taken anyone out to eat before. Apart from getting food from Dominos and McDonalds, he’d hardly ever paid for his own meals before. This was a new experience.
Without thinking about it, his hand drifted to his back pocket where he’d put his seldom-used wallet. He’d put fifty dollars in it before they’d left the house and as he returned to studying the menu, he was glad he had. He’d never realized lobster was so expensive.

After they placed their order, as Cindy stirred a packet of sweet n low into her tea, she said, “Thanks for doing this, Cole. Since Mom started dating Dave, we haven’t really done much as a family. I can’t remember the last time we went out to eat like this.”

Cole had opted for Dr Pepper and after taking a sip, he said, “What do you think is going to happen between Mom and Dave?”

Shrugging, Cindy said, “I don’t know. He hasn’t popped the question in two years of dating, but they spend most of the week together at his place in the Woodlands.”

“Yeah,” Cole said with a bit of acid in his tone, “and we’ve never been over there to see them.”

Cindy played with the spoon in her tea for a moment, “I went over there once. Last year.”

His Dr Pepper forgotten, Cole said, “You never told me before. Why’d you go over there?”

Despite the rouge on her cheeks, the girl’s face grew scarlet, “Well, it was something of a girl thing. I called Mom from school and she picked me up and took me over to Dave’s place where she helped me with my problem.”

Cole’s confusion was writ large on his face. Cindy leaned forward, lowering her voice, “You know about girl problems we have each month, right?”
When the boy’s look of confusion didn’t go away Cindy whispered, “My period, goofus.”

“Oh,” Cole managed.

“Yeah, the first time it happened was at school. Mom took me over to Dave’s because that’s where she had her ‘woman stuff.’”

“What was it like?”

“Kinda gross. Blood coming out of your you-know-where.”

Cole blinked in surprise, “Gross. No, I meant Dave’s house. What’s it like?”

Cindy offered an embarrassed smile, “Oh, nice. It’s big enough that if he wanted to let us come live there with him and Mom there’d be plenty of room. But he doesn’t like kids. When he found out Mom had taken me over there, he got upset and made her promise not to do that again.”

“What an asshole,” Cole whispered in return.

After dinner, the two siblings talked about school until the waiter came over, “Will there be anything else?”

As the waiter left to prepare the check, Cole said, “Why’d he sound so pissed?”

Shrugging, Cindy said, “Probably thinks we’re not going to leave a tip.”

“A tip?” Cole’s voice came out as a squeak. “What’s that?”

Cindy replied, “One of my friends works at a restaurant. She gets paid next to nothing for working there, but she keeps all of the tips she gets paid. Most people leave ten to fifteen percent of the bill as a tip.”

Chagrined, Cole said, “So, I’ve got to pay the waiter, too?”

Cindy reached across the table and took hold of Cole’s hand, “I know you want to take care of this, Cubby, but if you want, I can get Dave’s money out of the car.”

Cole shook his head, “No. This is my treat, Cindy.”

After paying the bill and tip, Cole balefully stared at the lonely face of Abraham Lincoln that stared back from his wallet before forcing the biggest smile he could manage onto his face. “Did you have a good time?”

Cindy grabbed his hand again and squeezed it, “More than all my other dates combined. This was fun.”

Cole came around behind his sister’s chair and helped her up, “I’m glad. But it’s not over yet. When we get back home, I rented a movie I think you’ll enjoy. I hope that’s okay.”

As Cole opened the door to the car for his sister, she playfully slapped his arm, “I hope it’s not Red Dawn. I’ll take me some Patrick Swayze in Dirty Dancing all day long, but you can have him all to yourself in Red Dawn.”

After he settled into the passenger seat, Cole tried to put a mysterious look on his face, “You’ll just have to wait and see.”
The drive home was as fun as dinner as Cole shared a few jokes he’d heard at school that week and the two made jokes about Dave. Once they arrived home, Cole raced around to the driver’s door and opened it.

As Cindy got out, she said in an exaggerated Texas drawl, “Why I do declare, Master Colton, you are absolutely the perfect gentleman. You have redeemed the male of the species this evening.”

As Cole made his way around his mom’s car to open the door to the kitchen, Cindy said, “Just a sec, okay?”

She joined him on the welcome mat and took his hand, “I’ve always wanted my dates to end on the door step. If the date hadn’t gone well, then I wanted to tell the boy good night and send him on his way. But if the date had gone well or if I really liked him, then I could give him a kiss before sending him on his way.”
Cole felt his hand grow clammy in his sister’s hand. He didn’t know what to say, so he just stood there inside the poorly lit garage, looking up into the dark orbs of his sister’s eyes.

She took his other hand and inched forward, leaning down a bit until her lips brushed Cole’s. His first kiss made the butterflies return and he felt a tickling sensation below his belly.

Cindy pulled her face away, and peered at the stunned expression on Cole’s face. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”

Cole found his voice as a smile creased his face, “No, yeah. I mean, I’m glad you did. Makes me think I did good this evening.”

A smile returned to his sister’s face as she leaned in a second time. This time Cole had some inkling of what to expect and he returned the kiss. It was over almost as soon as it began as Cindy broke the kiss and turned and entered the kitchen and asked, “What movie did you pick up?”

Cole tried to ignore his emotions and the butterflies as he hurried back to his room where he had left the Blockbuster rental box and hurried back into the living room where Cindy had settled into a seat on the couch. He handed over the VHS cassette.

Cindy nearly screamed, “You got the Breakfast Club! If you weren’t my favorite person in the whole world before, you are now.”

After putting the movie in to play, Cole turned back to the couch. Cindy patted the cushion next to her, “Come on, I know it’s not Red Dawn or Top Gun, but try to enjoy it with me.”

Settled in next to his sister, Cole glanced down where their knees met. The purple dress crept up a bit exposing most of Cindy’s thighs. He couldn’t ignore the fluttering in his stomach even as he tried to focus on the movie.

The Breakfast Club started their detention, Cindy drew her feet onto the couch and leaned her head onto Cole’s shoulder. Cole had to move his arm as it was in the way. He wasn’t sure what to do with it because the only place to rest it seemed to be on his sister’s shoulder. As he settled it there, he heard an audible sigh.
The rest of the movie passed in a blur as Cole tried to figure out how he felt about his sister leaning against him. As the credits rolled, he decided he’d liked it, even if the fluttering in his stomach never quite went away.

Cindy stretched her legs out and her head slid down from Cole’s shoulder, until it rested on his lap. He looked down at her face. He couldn’t remember the last time she looked happier.

Without a shoulder to wrap his arm around, Cole let his fingers twine through his sister’s hair. He’d never been this close with anyone before and he really didn’t know what to say or do. But he knew he’d wanted his sister to have a good date and not judge other guys by a couple of bad experiences. He went back to that, “Did I redeem men, Sis?”

Cindy’s eyes were half closed as his fingers touched her scalp, “Mmm, that feels good, Cubby. I don’t know about all guys. But this was the best date I’ve ever been on. You were awesome. If you treat your first girlfriend like you did me, you’re going to get yourself laid in no time flat.”

Flushing at the praise, Cole was old enough to know about getting laid. Several boys in gym class had bragged about getting laid. He was pretty sure they were full of shit, but hearing his sister’s praise made him feel like his was ten feet tall, instead of less than half that.

With his other hand, Cole ran a finger along his sister’s jawline, “You’re the prettiest girl I know, Sis. You’re funny and smart, too. You deserve to be treated like a princess. I know I would.”

Cole’s heart seemed to skip a beat as Cindy opened her eyes and gazed into his face. She smiled and raised a hand and brought it to his face, where she ran it from his ear down to his neck, “Are you asking me out on a second date, Cubby?”

The heat of her finger on his neck thrilled the boy as he returned her smile, “I, uh, I guess I am.”

Cindy sat back up and leaned over and kissed Cole’s cheek. “You are the sweetest boy in the whole world.”

She stood, “It’s late. How many yards do you have tomorrow?”

Feeling the fluttering subside a bit, Cole rose and ejected the movie from the player, “Five, if Mrs. Johnson doesn’t change her mind.”
He followed the girl in the pretty purple dress down the hall where she turned around. Cole had been close behind her and when she stopped and turned, they did an accidental chest bump. The boy nearly lost his balance as he tried to step back, but his sister’s arms had wrapped around his neck, keeping him from falling or backing away. In fact, their faces were so close to each other the boy could see deep into her aqua colored eyes.

She leaned in and for the third time that night he felt her warm, soft lips press against his. Unbidden, his own arms wrapped around her back as he pressed his lips against hers. The fluttering in his stomach went into overdrive as he felt a tingling come to rest in the center of his body.

This time, when Cindy broke the kiss she said, “Yes, Cubby. There’s nobody I’d rather go on a second date with than you.”

With a kiss and a promise, the teenager turned and a moment later, her bedroom door closed behind her, leaving Cole standing in the hall with a silly grin on his face and an erection in his pants.

***

Cindy took a final look in the bathroom mirror. Not too much blush, just right, she thought as she closed the make-up case. She’d thought about wearing a different dress than the purple one from the previous week, but when she thought about the look on Cole’s face when he’s seen her wearing it, Cindy decided that it was the right dress, after all.

She looked at her boobs. They were back to their normal size, augmented only by the dress’s padding, after all, she didn’t need to try to impress her date this evening with a fake bust size.

She primped her hair with a comb and decided she was ready. When she walked into the living room, she noticed how Cole’s attention fell completely on her as he ignored the TV. As his eyes traveled from her sandals to her dress and then to her face, Cindy felt more vulnerable than she had all week. Before now, her brother wasn’t the kind of boy to gawk at her.

Cindy felt uncertain, painfully aware of the boy’s gaze, “Do I look okay?”

Her uncertainty grew until Cole said, “Wow, you look pretty.”

Noticing Cole’s collar was crooked, Cindy came over to him and straightened it. “Thanks, you do, too.”

In the garage as Cindy headed toward the driver’s side door, Cole rushed by and opened it for her, “Ma’am, after you.”

Once the boy climbed into the passenger seat, Cindy headed out. The way he’d opened the door had impressed her. Jason hadn’t bothered when she’d taken him to the Olive Garden. Maybe there was hope for her brother, yet.

She enjoyed the drive. The longer she drove the more at ease her brother became. Which was a good thing. The nearest Red Lobster was more than thirty minutes from their house. She’d been especially impressed when her brother told her that he was paying for the meal.

By the time they sat down to eat, Cindy was enjoying herself more than she had on either of her earlier dates. But when the girl looked over the menu she was a little surprised at the prices and wondered if Cole might have set himself up for failure. The lobster dinner was positively expensive. But Cole just smiled, “Get what you want, Sis. I’ve got this.”

After their drinks arrived, Cole put his elbows on the table and leaned forward, “What do you think is going to happen between Mom and Dave?”
Cindy had been thinking about the same thing for a while. Sure, Dave made her mom happy like nothing else ever had, but that still didn’t mean the girl like her mom’s boyfriend.

With a casual shrug Cindy said, “I don’t know. He hasn’t popped the question in two years of dating, but they spend most of the week together at his place in the Woodlands.”

There was acid in Cole’s voice, “And we’ve never even been over there to see them.”

Cindy felt the color rise in her cheeks. That wasn’t entirely true, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to explain, not even to Cole. As she played with the spoon in her tea, she saw the storm on Cole’s face and decided it probably wouldn’t hurt to tell him. “I went over there once. Last year.”

Cole’s eyes snapped up from his drink, “You never told me before. Why?”

Cindy felt the heat rise on her face. She’d had her first period during the middle of Sophomore English. She’d called her mom, when she’d been staying over at Dave’s house. Once Cindy explained the reason for the call, in a fit of maternal instinct, her mom picked her up and took her over to Dave’s place to get cleaned up while he was at work.

“it’s something of a girl thing, Cole,” Cindy leaned forward and whispered. “I called Mom from school and she picked me up and took me over to Dave’s where she helped me with a problem.”

Cindy didn’t know if she should laugh or cry at her brother’s confusion. Lowering her voice further, she added, “You know about girl problems, right? The one we have every month.”

Cindy’s heart melted as the innocent confusion on Cole’s face. “My period, goofus.”

“Oh,” Cole managed, followed by a louder, “OH!”

“Yeah, the first time it happened was at school. Mom took me over to Dave’s because that’s where she had her ‘woman stuff.’”

“What was it like?”

“Kinda gross. Blood coming out of your you-know-where.”

Cole blinked in surprise, “Gross. No, I meant Dave’s house. What’s it like?”

Repressing a giggle as her brother’s reaction, she said, “It was nice. It’s big enough for all of us. That bastard just doesn’t want to let us come live there. Mom says Dave just doesn’t understand kids, but I think he’s just a rat bastard who hates us.”

“What an asshole,” Cole shuddered.

The rest of the meal passed by with better conversation and by the time they’d left for home Cindy was happy she’d let Cole talk her into the little date.
Cole only reinforced it more when he opened the car door for her in the parking lot.

“What’d you get for us to watch?” she asked as Cole went around to the other side.

Cole offered a mysterious expression that looked sillier than it did secretive. “Wait and see, my darling,”

If it were possible for the drive home to be more fun than the rest of date, it was. Cole kept her guessing about the movie the entire time. Cindy loved every minute of it and hated to see it end when she pulled her old Honda into its spot in the garage.

She’d barely put the car into park when Cole hustled around and opened her door yet again. The single 60 watt bulb handing from the ceiling let her see the happy sparkle in her brother’s eyes as she climbed out to the car.

She patted his arm playfully and said, ““Why I do declare, Master Colton, you are absolutely the perfect gentleman. You have redeemed the male of the species this evening.”

But she felt a flapping of butterfly wings in her stomach as she said the words. She’d felt those feelings before. First when she’s gone on that one date with Darrell and then when she’d asked Jason to the dance.

How could she possibly feel the same way about her little brother? That was easy. Cole had treated her a hundred times better than either of those jackasses. And the way he’d looked at her through dinner, as though whatever she talked about what the most important thing in the world. Maybe she felt this way because he’d treated her the way she’d always thought a boy should treat a girl on a date.

As her brother reached the door to the kitchen, Cindy decided he deserved something special for being the best date she could have ever wished. “Just a sec, okay?”

When she reached her brother, Cindy grabbed one of his hand, holding it gently, “You know, I’ve always wanted my dates to end on the door step. That way, if the date had been a disaster, then I could tell the boy good-bye and send him on his way. But if the date had well or if I really liked the boy then I could give him a kiss before sending him on his way.”

Cole’s hand felt sweaty in hers as he gazed back at hers with eyes that made Cindy’s heart beat faster.

Before Cindy could lose her nerve, she took her brother’s other hand and leaned down until her lips brushed Cole’s. The shocked expression on her brother’s face sent icicles of terror into her heart and she pulled away, “I’m sorry, Cole. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Her brother squeezed her hand as a smile played across his face, “No, yeah. I mean, wow, I’m glad you did. Makes me think I did okay this evening.”

The icicles melted and Cindy returned the smile. She leaned again and was pleased when his lips returned the kiss. It was over too quick. Cindy didn’t really know what to make of her feelings so she led her brother into the kitchen.

“What move did you pick up?”

Cole picked up a VHS cassette tape and handed it to Cindy as she settled into a spot on the couch.

As she read the title, she decided her brother really had earned those kisses, “You got the Breakfast Club! If you weren’t my favorite person in the world before, you sure are now.”

Once her brother started the movie, Cindy patted the seat beside her, “Come on. I know it’s not Red Dawn or Top Gun, but try to enjoy it with me.”
As the movie started, Cindy looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Cole staring at the place where their knees met. Her dress had slid up a bit when she sat down, exposing most of her thigh. She wondered what was going through his head.

As the detention scene played, the girl kicked her sandals off and tucked her feet under her. She hadn’t thought about the consequences of doing it until her body leaned against Cole’s. The boy didn’t pull away so Cindy laid her head on his shoulder.

She’s accidentally trapped his right arm and he rolled his shoulder enough to move it without disturbing Cindy’s head. He snaked it around until it rested on her right shoulder.

Cindy tried to focus on the movie but the way her stomach fluttered and her heart beat, it was a useless task. She couldn’t ignore that how she felt about Cole was changing. It was really weird to realize she felt closer and better about him than she’d ever felt about Jason. And that left her feeling all muddled. As little as a week ago, Cindy had hoped that after the dance that she and Jason could go somewhere and make out, maybe even go all the way. She didn’t need to worry about getting pregnant. Another good thing her mom had done was to put her on the pill after she’d started getting terrible cramps each cycle. They were a miracle drug as far as Cindy was concerned. Her cycles had stopped altogether and she’d not had a cramp since then.

And now the same butterflies she’d felt for Jason she was now feeling for Cole. Obviously, she wouldn’t have sex with her brother. Gross. You just didn’t do things like that. Plus, she was pretty sure Cole’s body was too immature for that part of his plumbing to work. He was the least developed boy in his class, after all.

She couldn’t help glancing down at her brother’s crotch. The black dress pants were bunched up in his lap and she couldn’t really see the outline of anything. She decided that was probably because his penis was immature and small.

Having settled that thought didn’t make her butterflies go away, though. She wondered if she really was falling in love with her little brother. Now though, the idea didn’t gross her out. After all, he was the only guy she knew who’d treated her right. She doubted that she could do much about her emotions, but for now, she decided to just enjoy the rest of the movie with her favorite person.

As the credits rolled, Cindy stretched her legs out on the couch and laid her head on Cole’s lap and looked up at him. The look on his face put a wide smile on the teenager’s face.

Cole’s smile warmed Cindy’s heart and then her heart fluttered when she felt his fingers running through her hair. She was enjoying the butterflies as she purred, “Mmmm, that feels good, Cubby. I don’t know what I think about all guys, but this was the best date I’ve ever been on. You were awesome. You treat your first girlfriend like you did me and your going to get yourself laid in no time flat.”

Cole flushed at Cindy’s words. He didn’t speak but rather touched her jawline on her cheek and traced it back and forth on her face. God, how the butterflies flapped in her stomach. Finally, her brother found his words, “You’re the prettiest girl I know, Sis. You’re funny and smart, too. You deserve to be treated like a princess. I’d treat you like that.”

Cindy had closed her eyes to better enjoy the heat of his finger on her face. His words made her eyes pop open. Cole’s face was still red with embarrassment but there was something in her heart that knew her brother spoke nothing but the truth.

Smiling at his words, she snaked her hand up his chest until she reached his ear and slowly traced his face and neck. “Are you asking me out on another date, Cubby?”

Cole’s grin grew even wider as Cindy’s finger lingered on his neck, “I, uh, I guess I am.”

Even though Cindy didn’t know how to sort her emotions or know where to draw the line with Cole, one thing was for certain, she’d go on as many dates with her brother as she could. She sat back up and leaned over and gave her brother kiss on the cheek. “You are the sweetest boy in the whole world.”

The evening was late and it was time for bed. Cindy felt her brother following behind her and she wondered if he was checking out her ass. The purple dress only came down a few inches below her panty line in the back. Even though she was tired, Cindy wanted to feel Cole’s body next to hers one more time and she turned around when she came to the bathroom door.

Cole bumped into her, their chests coming into contact. This must have surprised the boy because he nearly fell as he took a step back. But Cindy was fast, she’d already grabbed him around the neck and instead of falling away, his chest reconnected with hers.

Without thinking about it, Cindy pressed her lips against Cole’s for the third time that night. Any thought about boundaries or even her brother’s age blurred against the powerful seduction of the kiss.

When she broke the kiss she said, “Yes, Cubby. There’s nobody I’d rather go on a second date with than you.”

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A Boyfriend for Cindy – Part 1

First Time, Incest, Masturbation, Siblings, Straight, Tweens |

A Boyfriend for Cindy
Copyright 2020 by Caliboy1991. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
Caliboy1991@protonmail.com

Part 1

Cole wiped his hands on his denim shorts as he returned the lawnmower to its regular spot. He could feel the bulge of cash in his pockets and he smiled as he headed across the garage to the door leading into the house. The garage was big enough for two cars, but only his sister’s old Honda was there. He was tired, ready to the get rid of the stink of five lawns.
The garage was off the side of the kitchen and the first place he stopped was in front of the sink. He filled up a cup twice with water, washing the dust from his parched throat. Aside from his loud sigh, the house felt empty. His mom’s car was gone– no surprise there. He knew he’d not see his mom until Monday. But he’d expected to hear the sound of his sister, Cindy. Then he spied a ten-dollar bill on the kitchen table.

“I guess I’m on my own for dinner,” he muttered as he passed by the table separating the kitchen from the living room. The TV was on but the volume was low. His sister liked to turn the volume down when one of her friends called. Sure enough, the cordless phone was gone from the charger. Cole would have bet the fifty dollars he’d earned that if he went into Cindy’s bedroom, he’d find the cordless phone on her bed. Assuming she didn’t throw something at him and scream for him to get out.

Cole smiled at the idea his sister would scream at him. His friends with older sisters told horrible stories about them. But Cindy wasn’t like that. While she didn’t like to be interrupted when she was on the phone, Cole could count on one hand the number of times she’d yelled at him. And that was a good thing. Since their mom started dating Dave a couple of years before, she’d taken to spending part of the work week and every weekend with him, leaving Cole and his sister to fend for themselves.

Cole was too tired to care about that. It had been harder when he was ten and Cindy was fourteen, but a couple of years had passed since then and Mom being a part-time mother was just normal nowadays. Cindy had been the one to dry Cole’s eyes when he missed his mom at first. She was in charge when Mom was gone and in truth, that was most of the time. But she wasn’t like his friends’ sisters, lording it over their younger brothers. Cindy could have been a lot worse, she was pretty cool about things, all things considered.

The door to his mom’s bedroom was off to one side of the living room. It was locked. Since dating Dave, she had picked up some nice things. Things she didn’t want Cindy wearing or borrowing. Cole thought the locked door was stupid. Cindy didn’t like Dave any more than he did. She wouldn’t wear any jewelry Dave bought for Mom.

On the other side of the living room a hallway led to Cole and Cindy’s bedrooms. As he neared it, he could hear the shower running in the bathroom he and his sister shared.

“So much for a shower,” he grumbled. Cole was at that age when boys no longer want to smell like a barn yard. He didn’t want to bother his sister, but he knocked on the bathroom door anyway.

Over the sound of running water, Cindy called out, “Cole, is that you?”

“The one and only.”

“Did you get all your yards mowed?”

Cole leaned against the door frame, “Yeah. Mrs. Morrison asked if you were available to watch the twins tonight.”

Cole smiled as he heard muffled profanity. Cindy hated babysitting the twins.

“What’d you tell her?”

Despite the temptation to lead his sister along, the boy said, “That you were busy.”

The water cut off and the shower curtain rustled, “You’re the best. Give me a few and the bathroom is all yours.”

Back in his own room Cole shucked his sweaty shirt into a clothes hamper beside his bed. A chest of drawers sat against one wall and a large mirror hung over it. From the bottom drawer he retrieved a small wooden box. Opening it, he added the fifty dollars to the thick stack of bills. It was mostly Lincolns and Hamiltons, but there were a few stray Washingtons and plenty of Jacksons, too. The last time he’d counted, he’d stashed more than two thousand dollars from all of the lawns he’d mowed over the last year. Shoving the box back into its hiding spot, he closed the drawer and then opened the top drawer and found a clean pair of underwear before turning to look at himself in the mirror.

The boy staring back at him had hair the color of straw. He ran a finger along his angular face, smudging a bit of dirt. His eyes drifted downward, resting on his narrow chest and he signed unhappily. Most of the other boys in gym class were filling out across the chest, talking about six pack abs and the like. Despite all the lawns the boy had mowed, to see his body, one would never know. He ran a hand across his chest; there were no new muscles. He flexed his arm, giving his best Arnold Schwarzenegger impression. No, his arms were still just as scrawny. As other boys matured, he felt like he was losing ground and he didn’t like how that made him feel.

By the time the bathroom door opened, Cole had shucked his shoes and socks. The socks hadn’t made it into the hamper but lay on the floor, along with a couple of other pair. He grabbed his clean underwear and opened his bedroom door. The door to Cindy’s room was closing and the boy caught a glimpse of her backside. She had a towel wrapped around her body and he saw her long legs disappear beneath the towel’s downy fabric.

Cole didn’t bother locking the bathroom door as he stepped out of his shorts and underwear. Cindy was good about giving him privacy. She’d always knock if she needed to do her makeup or hair. There was a long, narrow mirror next to the medicine cabinet she normally used. At the moment Cole frowned as he continued studying his body. It wasn’t just his narrow chest that lagged behind the other boys in the 7th grade gym class. He ran his fingers along his flat stomach and then lower to where he pulled at his scrotum, which was nestled close against the base of his penis. Pulling on the circumcised head of his flaccid penis, he stretched it out until it wouldn’t stretch any more. Maybe three inches, if he was any judge. He let it fall between his legs with a sigh. He hated gym class. He was too embarrassed to shower with the other boys, nearly all of whom were a lot further along.

He stretched the skin above his penis and leaned in toward the mirror. He frowned, not finding even a hint of a stray hair. It wasn’t fair. Most of the boys in gym sported nice pubic tufts over their dicks. But, not Cole.
“Wishing isn’t going to make them come in any faster,” the boy muttered as he climbed into the tub and closed the curtain.

***

Cindy raised her head, enjoying the hot water cascading onto her face. She was looking forward to this evening. The Sadie Hawkins dance was the one time during the school year where girls asked the boys to the dance. And this year she’d asked Jason Wilson only a few days after the beginning of the school year. She had been surprised when he’d said yes, given that he was on the football team and one of the best-looking boys in the junior class.
The two months between asking him to the dance and the day of had been hard on her. She’d been terrified that he’d show up at her locker one day and say,

“Sorry, Cindy, but one of the cheerleaders asked me out and I’m just not that into you.”

But instead, a couple of days ago, Jason had showed up at her locker and said, “Do you want me to pick you up or are you going to do the whole Sadie Hawkins thing and pick me up?

Cindy had already planned every minute of their date in her mind over and over. “I’ll pick you up at six. Is the Olive Garden okay for dinner? My treat.”
Jason’s smile melted her heart and now she only had a couple of hours to finish getting ready.
She ran a finger over her legs and felt a few bits of stubble. She didn’t have much hair on her legs or under her arms, but if Jason wanted to make out with her after the dance, the last thing Cindy wanted was for him to feel a bit of stubble on her unshaved legs. As she ran a razor over her them she heard a knock at the door.

Cindy thought, that’s about right. Her brother had probably just finished mowing his yards. “Cole, is that you?”

“The one and only,” came the muffled reply.

“Did you get all your yards mowed?”

“Yeah. Mrs. Morrison asked if you were available to watch the twins tonight.”

Below her breath, Cindy muttered, “I hate those fucking kids, they’re worse than their damned mom,” Raising her voice, she asked, “What’d you tell her?”

Cole said: “You were busy.”

Cindy gave a last inspection of her smooth legs and turned off the water. As she stepped out of the tub she called out, “You’re the best. Give me a few and the bathroom is all yours.”

She wiped down the mirror next to the sink and tried to strike her most sexy pose. It was one she’d daydreamed about using on Jason. She ran her hands over her breasts and shook her head. She’d been later than all of the girls in her class to start sprouting them, but even now at sixteen, she hated her boobs. Oh, they were the same shape and perfectly formed, if she had been thirteen. She’d seen bigger tits on most of the freshmen girls. The reflection back at her was short, too. She was only an inch over five feet. At least that didn’t bother most of the guys. The tall girls were the ones who usually had the boys tease them about their height.

Still, Jason was going with her to the dance and that’s what mattered. She wrapped her towel around her body and headed to her room to finish getting ready.
It felt a bit naughty, walking down the hall in nothing but a towel. She didn’t really want Cole to see her nearly naked. Before her door closed behind her though, she heard her brother’s door open.

Standing behind her closed door, Cindy wondered if Cole had seen her. It would have just been her backside and the towel covered all of her bits, but still, the thought crossed her mind.

“Enough about that,” she muttered and let the towel fall to the floor. She’d already laid out the clothes she’d wear. She grabbed a pair of lacy black panties and slid them over her legs. She stopped before pulling them up and wondered what Jason would think of her if he saw her sparse hair. Most girls her age had pubic hair that had joined with leg hair on their inner thighs. Most also had a slight trail from their mons upward. She frowned as she ran her fingers through the sparseness. She could feel the curly hair around her labia, but as it spread across her pubic mons, it was fine and strait and not the dense forest that most girls had.

She pulled the silky panties up. Cindy didn’t think Jason would care about her pubes if things got that far. At least she hoped not. She slipped her dress over her head and once it was on right, she looked at it in the mirror on the wall. The dress was a gorgeous purple. It was shorter than her other dresses, but her mom wasn’t around during the weekend to say anything. She twirled around and liked how the dress made her feel; Almost sexy. But something wasn’t quite right, yet. The dress had a padded bra already built in, but the padded assumed it would have more to work with than Cindy had, so she stuffed a couple of tissues inside the dress until she looked right.

She had plenty of experience. She’d been stuffing her own bras since her freshman year. She smirked at the girl in the mirror. She was an expert.

***

Cole felt much better after his shower. As he ran a comb through his hair, he could still smell the strawberry scent from his sister’s shampoo. He liked the smell. Content with how neatly he could style his wet hair, the boy took a final look at a patch of the mirror he had wiped clear before opening the door. As he stepped from the bathroom, Cindy’s door swung open. The only thing Cole wore was his clean underwear.

“Yikes,” he yelped as he rushed down the short hallway and into his room, where he closed the door.

A whistle came through the door, followed by a soft chuckle. “Naked boy alert,” Cindy giggled.

A smile creased Cole’s face. When he’d been much younger, Cole frequently followed up his baths by running through the house naked. Every time his sister had seen him, she’d call out, “Naked boy alert.” But Cole had outgrown that long before Mom met Dave.

“Not true, Cindy. I had on my underwear.”

There was a knock on his door. “Got a sec?”

Cole fished a pair of boxer shorts from the chest of drawers, “Yeah.”

He was pulling them up over his briefs as the door opened. His sister wore a purple dress that ended several inches above her knees. It must have been new, as Cole couldn’t remember seeing her wear it before. His friends were always telling him that Cindy was hot, but he’d never thought of her that way. After all, she was his big sister. But seeing her stand in the doorway in the dress, he had to admit that she looked really good.

“Hey, Goober, eyes up here,” Cindy said, snapping her finger.

His face beet-red, Cole managed, “Nice dress.”

Cindy spun around, giving him a chance to admire it from every angle.

“Uh huh,” Cole stammered. “You look pretty in it.”

Cole felt his Sister’s eyes on him as though trying to decide how to take the compliment as she said, “I left you money for a pizza. I’m picking up Jason and we’re going to the Sadie Hawkins dance this evening. I should be home by midnight, so don’t wait up.”

Cole sat on his bed and leaned back, “Jason Wilson? You’ve been talking about him all year.”

Cindy’s cheeks grew red, she stuck her tongue out, “Shush. And not a word about me only getting date with him because girls get to ask guys to the Sadie Hawkins dance and I asked him right after the start of the school year.”

While Cole happily stuck his tongue back at his sister, he hoped she would have fun at the dance. The last time she’d come home from a date, Cindy had been in tears, cursing one of the boys in her grade and men in general.

Cindy turned to go, “Don’t throw any sexy parties while I’m gone.”

Cole grabbed his pillow and thew it at the door. The expression had been one their mom had used when she had started dating Dave whenever she had left Cole and Cindy home. Except for the sexy part. Cindy had added that when she started going out with her friends starting this year now that she had her driver’s license.

The teenager dodged the pillow. “Gotta head out.”

***

After final look in the mirror, Cindy grabbed her keys and opened the door. Cole was heading to his room from the bathroom in just his white cotton briefs.
For the briefest of moments, Cindy thought her brother looked cute, but she set the thought aside as ridiculous, after all, he was only twelve. But the moment reminded her of when they’d both been a lot younger. Cole would run around naked after Mom had given him a bath. A much younger Cindy had laughed, pointing at his miniscule boy parts and screamed, “Naked boy alert!”

Now, Cole yelped and raced into his room and closed the door.

As the boy’s door closed in her face, Cindy laughed, “Naked boy alert!”

His high-pitched voice came from the other side, ““Not true, Cindy. I had my underwear on.”

Cindy knew she needed to get moving, but she didn’t want to leave without letting Cole know she’d be home late. She knocked, “Got a sec?”
“Yeah.”

Opening the door, Cindy caught a flash of white cotton as her little brother pulled a pair of boxers over his briefs. He crossed his arms and ran his eyes from her feet up to her hair, lingering on her dress for several seconds before Cindy snapped her fingers and said, “Hey, Goober, eyes up here,”
Cole’s face turned every shade of red as he sputtered, “Nice dress, Sis.”

With their mom spending so much time with Dave, away from the house, Cindy had been forced to spend more time with her brother than a lot of her friends. Enough time that she could read his moods like a book. She felt flattered at the genuine compliment, so she took a moment and twirled around in the door way, letting the boy admire the dress.

“Uh huh,” Cole stammered. “You look really pretty in it.”

Cindy flushed at the second genuine compliment. Cole thought she was pretty? That wasn’t something she’d ever thought about before. Realizing that Cole was gazing back at her, Cindy said, “I left you money for a pizza. I’m picking up Jason and we’re going to the Sadie Hawkins dance this evening. I’ll be home by midnight. Don’t wait up.”

Cole leaned back in his bed, “Jason Wilson? You’ve been talking about him all year.”

Cindy’s cheeks grew red, she stuck her tongue out, “Shush. And not a word about me only getting date with him because girls get to ask guys to the Sadie Hawkins dance, and I asked him right after the start of the school year.”

Her brother reverted to what she’d expected as he stuck his tongue out at her.

Cindy turned to go, “Don’t throw any sexy parties while I’m gone.”

She laughed as Cole tossed a pillow at the door. As she hurried for the garage, she also laughed. When Mom had started dating Dave, she’d always say “Don’t have any parties while I’m gone.” Cindy couldn’t explain why she’d thrown sexy into the mix, but it had been worth it to see her brother’s response.

***

The jet on the TV screen was paused in mid-flight as Cole flecked a few crumbs from his chest and flipped open the Domino’s Pizza box. He eyed another slice of pepperoni, wondering if he could find room for another slice. Pizza had lots of carbs and if anything would help him bulk up, he decided another slice would only help. He glanced down at his bare stomach. He was at a loss where the food had gone. His belly was as flat as ever.

He shoved another bite into his mouth as he watched Maverick race across the screen in an F-14. Since its release a couple of years before, Cole loved watching Top Gun. There were few pleasures in life better than sitting in just your boxers, watching an awesome action movie while eating pizza. It didn’t hurt that this was one of his favorite movies. He was so engrossed that he didn’t hear the clanking sound of the garage door opener. But when the door to the garage slammed shut, Cole bolted up from the couch, sending the Dominos box crashing to the floor.

Cindy stood next to the kitchen table, tears smearing her mascara. A glance at the clock on the VCR told Cole that something was wrong. It was way too early for his sister to be home.

“What’s wrong?” he blurted.

Cindy wiped at her eyes, “Men are fucking pigs. That’s what’s wrong.”

Dropping her purse on the table, she came over to the couch. Sniffling, she said, “Mind if I have a piece of pizza?”

Cole sat down and picked the box from the floor, offering it to his sister. The teenager sniffled and a cry escaped her lips as she dug out a piece and sat down.
Cole felt his sister’s closeness as her bare knee touched his. She still looked great in the purple dress, even as tears streaked her face, ruining her makeup. He knew Cindy was hurting and it bothered him that his stomach turned butterflies as he thought about how close she was to him and how pretty she looked in the dress.

He tried not thinking about how soft her knee felt. “What happened?”

“What happened is that Jason is a dipshit asshole.”

Cole turned the TV off and leaned in toward Cindy, his arm pressing against hers, “Mmhmm.”

Cindy chewed on a bite of pizza and after gulping it down, continued, “After I took him out to eat at the Olive Garden, where I ate barely a bite because I didn’t want him to think I was a pig, we got to the high school gym. The dance was already going and lots of girls and boys were dancing. When I turned to ask him to dance, he had left me under the damned basketball goal. He was talking to stupid Pam Becksworth.”

“Mmhmm,” Cole offered. He’d heard his sister complain about Pam Becksworth before. She was a cheerleader and one of the most popular girls in school. So, naturally, Cindy hated her.

“When I got over to them, Jason told me that he’d changed his mind and that he was going to stay at the dance with Pam. That bitch. She just smiled at me, all smug and all.”

More tears streamed from Cindy’s eyes as she leaned her head on Cole’s bare shoulder. “First Darrell dumped me on our first date and now Jason ditches me for Pam Fucking Becksworth. What’s wrong with me?”

Cole barely avoided flinching when a hot tear landed on his chest. It slid across his skin, barely slowing as it passed atop one of his nipples and continuing south until it hit the hem of his boxers. He didn’t know what to say. Clumsily the preteen slid his arm around his sister’s shoulder and drew her a bit closer.

Through another sob, Cindy managed, “Thanks, Cubby.”

It was an old nickname from when they were much younger. According to his mom, Cindy had called him that when she had been in kindergarten. Like a lot of nicknames, it stuck for a while. But Cole hadn’t heard her call him that since Cindy had been in middle school.
Cole’s eyes were downcast as more butterflies fluttered in his stomach. He searched for something to say that would make his sister feel better. The purple dress didn’t cover Cindy’s knees. In fact, the dress rode up a bit, exposing her upper leg, which was pressed against his own bare thigh. Trying to ignore the feeling in his stomach, he said, “Nothing’s wrong with you, Sis. Like the Cowboys, you’ve just had a spot of bad luck.”

Cindy giggled through a sob. “I thought you didn’t care about sports.”

“I may not, but I’d have to give up my man-card if I didn’t know how bad the Dallas Cowboys suck this year,” Cole quipped as he shifted his gaze from where their legs touched.

“If I were you, I’d tear that damned man-card up. All the men I know are fucking assholes.”

Cole cringed at Cindy’s anger. Her luck had been a lot worse than the Cowboys, he decided. At leas the Boys had won two of the first six games this season. Cindy had struck out every time she’d come up to bat. Cole might have known who the Cowboys were, but he didn’t realize he’d mixed up his sporting metaphors.

“I hope I’m not one of those men who’re fucking assholes,” he finally said. Neither he nor Cindy normally swore, at least not at home or around each other, and the profanity on his lips felt dirty in a way he enjoyed.

Cindy’s arm snaked around his back as she gave him a half-hug. “No, you’re not.”

Cole slid his eyes to see his sister’s expression, “A man or an asshole?”

Cindy squeezed his shoulder, “Asshole.”

The way she said it, Cole wasn’t sure if he was calling him an asshole or saying he wasn’t one. But the smile through her tears was answer enough.
No more words were spoken as they held each other. Eventually, Cindy stretched her hand and ruffled Cole’s hair, “It’s getting late. I’m gonna head on to bed. Thanks Cubby.”

With that, Cindy headed down the hall. Cole watched until she disappeared from view. Her dress swished back and forth until Cole was alone. His butterflies were going crazy as he found the remote control and turned his movie back on. He didn’t pay much attention to the last half. He couldn’t stop thinking about her smooth skin and a purple dress.

***

Cindy stood in tears as Jason put his arm around Pam Becksworth, “Thanks for Dinner, Cindy, but Pam is who I really wanted to come with and now that she’s ditched her date, I’m going to be with her the rest of the dance. No hard feelings, alright?”

She wanted to flip him the bird and tear Pam Fucking Becksworth’s hair out, but in addition to the chaperones who were watching them, Pam also outweighed her by thirty pounds. Instead, she spun on her heels and ran back to her car.

It was still early by the time she got home. She didn’t really want to deal with anyone, even Cole at the moment, but she couldn’t see waiting in the garage until midnight. God, Jason was such a damned loser. What had she ever seen in the douche?
As her rage got the better of her, she stalked into the kitchen and slammed the door.

Cole shot up from the couch with a surprised expression, “What’s wrong?”

Realizing that tears were leaking from her eyes, Cindy dabbed at them, “Men are fucking pigs. That’s what’s wrong.”

She dropped her purse on the table and came over to the couch and saw a box of pizza on the floor. She hadn’t eaten much at dinner; she’d been so nervous. How could she actually have cared what that asshole, Jason had thought about her?

She was famished. “Mind if I have a piece of pizza?”

Cole sat down and picked the box from the floor, offering it to his sister.
Cindy opened the box and realized her little brother had excellent taste in pizza. She ripped a piece off of the half-eaten pie and sat down beside Cole. Angry or not, she really didn’t want to be alone right then.

As soon as she bit into the pizza she started feeling a tiny bit better. Her brother’s closeness kept her from feeling so alone as she sorted through her feelings.

After a couple of more bites, Cole said, “What happened?”

Her anger at Jason welled up, “What happened is that Jason is a dipshit asshole.”

Cindy felt a touch of warmth in her chest when her little brother turned off the TV and leaned in until their arms touched, “Mmhmm.”
The teenager resisted an urge to hug her brother as his concern deeply touched her. It would hurt, but she decided to tell him exactly what happened, “After I took him out to eat at the Olive Garden, where I ate barely a bite because I didn’t want him to think I was a pig, we got to the high school gym. The dance was already going and lots of girls and boys were dancing. When I turned to ask him to dance, he had left me under the damned basketball goal. He was talking to stupid Pam Becksworth.”

Her brother added another, “Hmhmm.” It left little doubt that he didn’t think much of the slut who’d stolen her date.
“When I got over to them, Jason told me that he’d changed his mind and that he was going to stay at the dance with Pam. That bitch. She just smiled at me, all smug and all.”

Baring her soul stung and Cindy couldn’t stop the tears from spilling down her face. Feeling the warmth of Cole’s sitting so close made it feel the tiniest bit better and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

She couldn’t believe her terrible luck with guys. Since the beginning of the year she’d been shot down twice. And it wasn’t even November yet!

“What’s wrong with me, Cole? First Darrell dumped me on our first date and now Jason ditches me for Pam Fucking Becksworth.”

More tears fell. She knew that her kid brother wouldn’t be able find the right words, because none existed, but it still felt right to unburden herself. Then she felt a hand reach around and grab her shoulder as Cole slid closer so that he could hold her.

Why did she cry harder when the boy had done the one thing she’d needed more than any advice he could have given?
She blinked as she watched one of her tears land on his bare chest. It rolled across one of his flat nipples before racing toward his lap, where it disappeared into the blue fabric of his boxers.

Feeling as though she was sitting with the one person in the world who understood her, Cindy blubbered, “Thanks, Cubby.”

The boy gave another squeeze. She hadn’t called him Cubby in a long time. She’d started calling him that when she was in kindergarten. Colton hadn’t been as fun nor as easy to pronounce as Cubby, so that had been her nickname for him through middle school.

As she struggled to get control of her tears, Cindy wondered what was going through Cole’s mind. Before she could find something to fill the tear drenched silence, her brother said, “Nothing’s wrong with you, Sis. Like the Cowboys, you’ve just had a spot of bad luck.”

Cindy giggled until she hiccupped. Her brother wasn’t good at sports, in fact, the boy hated watching sports. “I thought you didn’t care about sports.”
Cole joined in the giggle, “I may not, but I’d have to give up my man-card if I didn’t know how bad the Dallas Cowboys suck this year,”

Cindy doubted her twelve-year-old brother really knew what a man-card was. “If I were you, I’d tear that damned man-card up. All the men I know are fucking assholes.”

The silence lingered as the teenager rested her head on her brother’s shoulder. Finally, Cole said, “I hope I’m not one of those men who’re fucking assholes,”
Cindy found the profanity endearing. Neither of the them normally swore around the house. It’s not something their mom would have approved of, as if that mattered anymore. She slipped her arm around Cole’s neck and gave him a little hug, and whispered into his ear, “No, you’re not.”

Cole seemed to shrink in on her as he asked, “A man or an asshole?”

The boy was sensitive about his size. Cindy knew he was one of the shortest boys in his class and she knew it drove him crazy. So, she squeezed his shoulder and said, “Asshole.”

Cindy continued letting her brother hold her until the clock on the TV said it was getting late, so she ran a finger through Cole’s short hair and said, “It’s getting late. I’m gonna head on to bed. Thanks Cubby.”

***

A couple of days later Cole stood at the sink washing the dishes from the dinner that Cindy had fixed. As he handed her a plate, she placed it into dishwasher. She hadn’t said much since returning to school the previous day. There hadn’t been any more tears since the weekend, not that Cole had seen. But he could still see pain in her blue eyes.

He handed another plate to her, “How was school today?”

Even to his young ears, the question seemed trite and wrong. Like something Mom would say. As if thinking about her would conjure her, he heard his mom’s voice from the other room. As if spending the last five days with Dave wasn’t enough, she was talking to him on the phone in the living room.
Cindy took the plate. “Could have been worse. At least today Pam didn’t tell everyone that she’d stolen my date.”

“Wow, she’s a bitch,” Cole muttered. He didn’t want his mom hearing him swear.

“And all men are pigs,” Cindy said. She jerked her head toward the living room, “As if hogging her time Dave keeps her on the phone. He’s as bad as Jason.”

Turning the water off, Cole wasn’t sure if he agreed. Dave may have stolen their mom for most of the week, but he passed along some cash each week so that there was always food in the house and money for pizza on the weekends. To Cole’s thinking, it was a decent trade, given how little interest his mom had in either him or Cindy.

Cindy put some detergent into the trap on the dishwasher door and turned a knob. “Promise me you won’t turn into an asshole like Jason or Dave.”
Cole turned around, leaning his back against the sink. “I promise,” although he had no idea how he would keep it. Changing the subject, he added, “Are you going to the football game this Friday?”

Cindy gave a curt shake of her head, “I was. But not now.”

Cocking an eyebrow, Cole looked out the corner of his eye. “Really? You’ve gone out almost every week since school started. Gonna hang with me, eh?”
Cindy leaned back against the sink, too and butt bumped him. “Gross,” she said in a high pitched, little girl voice. “I don’t want your cooties.”
Hearing his mom’s voice droning on, Cole gave his sister a one-finger salute, safe that his gesture wouldn’t be seen by another other than Cindy.
In a voice that only Cole could have heard, Cindy leaned in until her mouth was just a few inches away from his ear. “Fuck you, you Goober.”
Cole couldn’t help smiling as he saw the same smile on her face. She added, “What’d you have in mind? More stupid Tom Cruise movies or Red Dawn, again?”

Shaking his head at how well his sister had him pegged, Cole said, “Well, no.”

“What’d you want to do, then?”

Cole had been thinking about what his sister had said after her last failed date since Saturday. She had been treated horribly and she deserved much better. But he worried she would think he was being stupid if he said what was on his mind.

Finally, he stammered, “Well, uh, I was thinking that if you’re not going to the game, that I could take you over to Red Lobster. Maybe watch a movie you’d enjoy afterwards.”

He could feel his sister beside him. She had grown still. He had to strain to hear her voice, “Are you asking me out on a date?”
Gently returning the butt bump from a moment before, Cole said, “I don’t want you to think all of us guys are assholes. You deserve a lot more than that. I know you like Red Lobster and I thought it’d be fun.”

Before he’d finished, Cole knew his voice carried a note of defensive hesitance. He was sure Cindy would laugh or worse, maybe even give him a frog hit on his arm.

Cindy leaned against him, “That’s the sweetest thing. You don’t have to do that, Cubby. I’ll be alright.”

Letting a sigh of relief slip through his lips, Cole patted his sister’s shoulder. She didn’t sound upset. “I know you’ll be okay, Sis. But I want to do this for you.”
Cole scanned his sister’s face for any hint of rejection. Into the growing silence he said, “Is that okay?”

Nodding, Cindy bit her lip as she leaned against Cole. In a hushed voice, “Thanks.”

***

Cindy mutely put a plate into the dishwasher. Since returning to school yesterday, she’d felt empty and alone. Even as she helped Cole with the dishes, she just wanted to crawl into her bed and pull the covers over her face. She’d vowed after Saturday night that her brother wouldn’t see any more tears. That didn’t mean she hadn’t cried herself to sleep, though.

But it was easy to take the dish Cole handed her and put it in the dishwasher. Easy was good.

Cole handed her another plate, “How was school today?”
Cole seldom sounded like their mother, but right then, he’d never sounded more like her. Which was funny because their mom was in the living room. Tuesdays was one of those days when their mom stayed at the house and at least pretended she cared about being a mom to a teenage girl and a preteen boy.
Still, it wasn’t Cole’s fault. A glance at her brother almost made Cindy smile. His face was writ with concern.
Eventually, Cindy answered, “Could have been worse. At least today Pam didn’t tell everyone that she’d stolen my date.”

“Wow, she’s a bitch,” Cole muttered.

Cindy smiled at how low he’d pitched his still-high pitched voice. If their mom had heard him swearing, she’d have been off the couch and riding their asses.

“And all men are pigs,” Cindy said in voice barely above a whisper. She jerked her head toward the living room, “As if hogging her time on the weekends isn’t bad enough, even when she’s home Dave keeps her on the phone. He’s as bad as Jason.”

Cindy resented her mom’s frequent absences and blamed Dave for turning her interest away from her and Cole. Parents weren’t supposed to do that. As she grabbed a box of dish detergent the girl vowed she’d never turn out like her mom.

As she turned the dishwasher on she said, “Promise me you won’t turn into an asshole like Jason or Dave.”
The dishes done, her brother turned around and sat up on the edge of the sink. “I promise. Hey, are you going to the football game this Friday?”
Before this Saturday, she’d planned on going to cheer Jason on. Now, she gave a curt shake of her head, “Not anymore.”
Cole leaned forward, resting his hands on his knees, “Really? You’ve gone out almost every week since school started. Wanna hang with me, eh?”
Cindy joined her brother on the edge of the counter top sink and bumped into his butt. Giggling, she said in a high pitched, little girl’s voice, “Gross, I don’t want any of your cooties.”

Cole glanced toward the living room, where they could hear their mom’s voice droning on. Then he raised his middle finger and winked.
In a voice that only Cole could have heard, Cindy leaned in until her mouth was just a few inches away from his ear. “Fuck you, you Goober.”
Cindy couldn’t explain why she enjoyed the smile that spread across Cole’s face at their banter, but she decided that if she wasn’t going to go to the game that there were worse ways of spending a Friday night than hanging out and watching movies with Cole.

“What’d you have in mind? More stupid Tom Cruise movies or Red Dawn, again?”

The boy’s face grew solemn and he shook his head, “Well, no.”

“What’d you want to do, then?”

Cindy could practically see the wheels turning behind his baby blue eyes. After a long moment, the boy stammered, “Well, uh, I was thinking that if you’re not going to the game, that I could take you over to Red Lobster. Maybe watch a movie you’d enjoy afterwards.”
What? A voice in Cindy’s mind screamed. Was her kid brother asking her out? She looked at him out of the corner of her eye and saw the pensive look on his face.

Whatever she said, the last thing she wanted to do was to shatter his self-confidence. He was already the brunt of too many jokes by the other boys in his class.
Looking at the kitchen’s linoleum flooring, Cindy whispered, “Are you asking me out on a date?”
Cindy felt him return the butt bump from earlier as he said, “I don’t want you to think all of us guys are assholes. You deserve a lot more than that. I know you like Red Lobster and I thought it’d be fun.”

As Cindy heard the plaintive and defensive tone in Cole’s voice, even if she thought the idea of him taking her out was silly, she didn’t have the heart to tell him no. No, she wouldn’t hurt his feelings. While she wasn’t ready to go out on another date with anyone, for Cole she decided that silly or not, she’d wouldn’t say no.

“That’s the sweetest thing. You don’t have to do that, Cubby. I’ll be alright.”

A sigh of relief escaped Cole’s lips, and the boy reached over and patted Cindy on the shoulder. “I know you’ll be okay, Sis. But I want to do this for you.”
In a hesitant and trembling voice, he continued, “Is that okay?”

Nodding, Cindy bit her lip as she leaned against Cole. In a hushed voice, “Thanks.”

***

It was Thursday night. Except for soft music playing in Cindy’s room, the house was quiet. Dave had come over earlier and picked up Mom. Cole knew he’d not see her until next Monday or Tuesday. Between Mom’s grocery run earlier in the day and the hundred dollars Dave had left on the kitchen table, he and his sister would be fine.

Thinking of Cindy brought a round of butterflies to his stomach. He closed his homework and went over to his closet. He rummaged until he found his church clothes; a white oxford shirt and navy-blue pants. They hadn’t been to church in several months, so he wasn’t sure if they’d still fit. He stripped down to his underwear and donned the pants and shirt. He let out a silent whoop when he found they still fit. After the week she’d had, he really wanted to make Cindy’s night special, and old blue jeans and a polo shirt just wouldn’t do.

He stripped back to his underwear and carefully hug the clothes back on their hangers. Standing in front of the mirror that hung over the chest-of-drawers, Cole took stock of his narrow, scrawny frame. Any elation he’d felt at how well his clothes fit died with an unhappy sigh. Despite his blond locks and blue eyes that ran in his family, none of the girls in the 7th grade gave him a second look. Why would they? He hadn’t even reached five feet in height yet. He might have been eighty-five pounds, soaking wet. Nearly all the other boys were taller and didn’t look like they’d skipped a grade.

No, that wasn’t quite fair. Cole had seen some of the sixth graders and a lot of them were taller than him. Shaking his head, he pulled his underwear to down to his knees, and as he’d done a hundred times before, inspected his family jewels. Still not even a lonely downy strand of hair. But as he held his penis head, the butterflies in his stomach turned to a tickling and tingling sensation and before he knew it, his flaccid penis was no longer flaccid. Now it pointed straight up at his smooth belly. He held it down and let it go, watching it bounce up and down. As far back as he could remember, sometimes he’d get an occasional stiffy. He didn’t realize they were becoming more frequent.

He pulled his underwear back up, turned out the light and went to bed.

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The Magnificent Zafar – Part two

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The Magnificent Zafar – Part Two
By
Jason Crow

“I could stay awake just to hear you breathing,” I thought.

I had woke up in the middle of the night and now was listening to Kevin sleep. I didn’t know what woke me, but I was still laying cuddled up against him as the thoughts of the wonderful evening entered my mind again. Also, I was feeling a little bit of guilt about hypnotizing him and making him do things he wouldn’t normally do.

I didn’t feel any guilt about the sex though. So yeah… I was torn between my thoughts. I figured that since we were now having great sex and were both enjoying it I should tell Kevin about the hypnotism. If he got mad at me, so be it, but I figured the chance of that happening wasn’t that big.

After I took this decision in my mind,  I tried to sleep again. Feeling Kevin’s heartbeat made me feel really comfortable and protected so I figured sleep would come again soon. My mind however had something else in store for me. It kept wondering about what Kevin had said about him and Brian getting it on. I couldn’t get the picture out of my mind of scrawny Brian lying naked on top of Kevin, both with each other’s dicks in their mouths. Although Brian was scrawny and not 100% my type, the thought did something for me. The idea of boys sucking off each other was quite of a turn-on for me I noticed, and with Kevin in that picture, it added a whole extra level to my arousal.

Damn! My pussy was wet again and I absentmindedly started rubbing it against Kevin’s leg. He stirred a bit but was still sound asleep. I was horny enough to go at it again and figured Kevin wouldn’t mind it one bit either.

My hand went looking for his dick and soon had found Kevin’s flaccid member. I realized this was the first time I had touched his dick while it wasn’t hard and I liked that too. I was getting a real cock addiction, I thought and giggled at that. I started toying a bit with his dick, feeling every inch of it. Pretty soon it started getting hard again and Kevin stirred.

“Mrgplf..” He said slowly opening his eyes, looking a bit disoriented.

I didn’t want him to think too much so I immediately crawled down under the blanket and took his amazing dick in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around its head, savoring the taste of our sex from the evening. I was getting hornier by the minute and feeling his dick hardening in my mouth added greatly to that feeling.

“Ohhhh… Laura….” I heard Kevin moan.

I kicked the blankets away so I could breathe and get more space to move around. The thought of Brian and Kevin shot through my head again, making me turn my body around, putting my pussy near his face. Kevin quickly caught on and started eating me out. We simultaneously turned on our sides to be more comfortable.

As I was slurping on Kevin’s dick with my lips moving up and down on his shaft and my tongue working the underside of his glans, I felt my pussy explode under Kevin’s magnificent tongue. I wasn’t going for a quick orgasm with Kevin. I loved his dick in my mouth and wanted this feeling to last long and as good as possible. The way Kevin was eating me out I figured he had pretty much the same idea as me, his tongue lapping slowly over my entire pussy and not just focusing on my clit. From time to time, though, he sucked my clit in his mouth and flicked his tongue over it. This felt absolutely amazing, but the next moment he was working his tongue slowly inside my pussy. All the time he moved in a slow but steady motion, with his hand also massaging my butt and his fingers near my pussy, but never touching it. Just the thought of his fingers so near my pussy was adding to the whole ‘let’s go slow’ experience. We hadn’t discussed this, it just happened.

As I was moving my mouth up and down his hard shaft I gently scraped my teeth over his shaft, careful to not touch his glans as I did that. I figured he liked this because when I did this he moaned hungrily in my pussy. By now I was so horny I would put my hand in a meat grinder if it got me off and the way Kevin was squirming made me think he was feeling pretty much the same, but we both still didn’t increase the pace. I guessed we had been oralizing each other for twenty minutes now and I had been on the verge of cumming for some ten minutes. It was fabulous!

Kevin’s escapades with another boy entered my mind again and I decided to test him. I was now moving up and down in a steady rhythm and moved my hand from his balls to his butt. My index finger slowly moved between his butt cheeks, seeking his anus. I felt Kevin’s body tense below me and his moaning in my pussy increased. My finger found its goal and I pushed my first knuckle in his anus.

I felt Kevin’s body freeze and then his dick got even bigger in my mouth. Moments later blast after blast filled my mouth!

I almost choked on his cum but swallowed everything he was feeding me. His moaning had almost become screams on my pussy which, combined with his semen in my mouth, pushed me over the edge. My legs clamped tight around his head so his mouth couldn’t move away. As my juices started flowing, Kevin’s tongue was lapping its way around my sensitive lips, licking my pussy clean.

I relaxed my legs a little and let Kevin’s now softening dick slip from my mouth. My left hand was holding on to it, not wanting to let go. Kevin was panting heavily and so was I. This was another great cum and we were pretty good at timing it so now we came together. I pulled my finger out of his ass and turned around. I kissed him hard on his mouth and as my tongue entered his mouth I could taste a pleasant mix of my juices and Kevin’s sperm.

“That’s a nice way to wake up,” Kevin giggled, still panting.

“I’m sorry,” I said in mock apology.

“Don’t be!”

We both lay on our backs, my head on Kevin’s shoulder. He draped his arm over me and was toying with my breast and still stiff nipple. I liked it but started feeling tired again.

“It’s almost four ‘o clock,” I said. “We need to sleep some more, don’t you think?”

“I was sleeping until you woke me,” Kevin laughed. “But yeah, you’re right. I’m still tired and your actions sure wear me out!”

“If it’s such an effort I won’t bother you again,” I sternly said.

“Oh no!! It isn’t an effort. I’m just not used to it,” Kevin quickly replied.

“I know, Silly! I’m just teasing. I’m tired too. Let’s sleep some more,” I yawned and closed my eyes.

Kevin let his hand lay on my tit but stopped moving it. He kissed me on my head and wished me goodnight. I slowly felt myself drift off again, feeling safe in my brother’s arms.

***

Even though my eyes were still closed, the light was making me disorientated. For a moment I had no clue where I was and what was happening; I was lying on my back, naked, but felt a nice warm glow over me. I opened my eyes and blinked and it soon came back to me that I was in my parent’s bedroom. When we went to bed we didn’t close the curtains so now the sun was streaming into the room. I looked to my left and saw Kevin lying on his belly, facing me, with a big smile on his face.

“Good morning sis,” he whispered.

“Morning,” I grumbled, obviously not completely awake yet.

As my eyes got used to the light I could see Kevin’s naked backside. If I didn’t know any better it was his butt that was glowing and illuminating the room. It had such a nice glow over it. I needed to tear my eyes away from his behind.

The temperature in the room was pleasant because of the sun and the house’s heating, so a blanket wasn’t necessary. Apparently, I had already noticed this while sleeping because right now the blanket was only draped half-ish across my legs, like one of those old oil paintings where the church had ordered painters to display the men and women in more decent poses by painting a white cloth over their crotches. This, of course, meant that I was nearly completely exposed. I stretched and looked at Kevin who was looking at my boobs with a huge grin on his face.

“I can get used to this,” he said.

“To what?”

“Watching you wake up like this. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful!”

“You’re being silly.”

“No! I mean it! You look so amazing in this light, naked and sleeping… and slowly waking up of course”

He crawled over to me and hugged me so, of course, I hugged him back. His dick was hard for a change and I felt him pressing it against my thigh. He turned on his side, moving in close beside me, and his hand started playing with my left nipple. I liked it a lot but also felt guilty about how it all came to this.

“I need to tell you something, Kevin,” I said seriously.

“What is it?” He looked concerned.

“You remember the itchy clothes from last night?”

“Of course. It was freaking annoying!”

“I know. Do you also remember me hypnotizing you?”

“Ehhh… Yes… But that didn’t work remember? Why do you ask?”

“Well…. I must tell you the truth, Kevin. The hypnotism DID work. I implanted the itchy clothes in your head so I could see you naked. I really wanted to see you naked. But now I’m really sorry, you know? I shouldn’t have tricked you to do this.”

I felt tears welling up in my eyes but managed to keep myself from crying. Kevin was quiet and looked at me with a bit of a puzzled look on his face.

“Really!?!? I can see you’re serious, so I believe you. But I remember absolutely nothing. Not one thing,” he said.

“It’s true. And I’m sorry!”

“Don’t be!” he quickly said, “I’m really glad you did it. I wanted to see you naked too and didn’t have a clue on how to make that work.”

“You’re not mad at me?”

“No! Of course not, dummy. You let me see you naked and had sex with me! What do you think!?” he giggled.

“But I tricked you!”

“So what? You didn’t hurt me,” and added with a laugh “You didn’t, right?”

“Of course not,” and I laughed too.

“But I still doubt it though. Can you prove it?”

I thought for a minute. How could I prove something he didn’t remember? At that moment my phone beeped, indicating a new app came in.

“How about this: I’ll make you do something and I’ll film it with my phone so you can see it.”

“Good idea!”

“I’ll make you do…”

“Don’t tell me!” he interrupted me, “Just do what you want to do. I don’t want to know it yet.”

“Okay, Kevin. Eat my shorts” No response, of course. “And sleep!”

He went limp on the bed, still lying half on top of me. I felt his now soft dick lying on my leg and was tempted to do something with that but I had already something else in mind.

“When I say you can wake up you’ll start to walk around like a zombie, not knowing where to go or what to do. You will just walk around.”

I wiggled myself out from under his body, took my phone, and opened the camera app. I pressed record and aimed it at my little brother.

“Okay, Kevin. Wake up.”

He blinked and his body twitched. He slowly looked around and clumsily got on his feet. He stretched his arms out in front of him and started walking around like a zombie. It was more of a penguin wiggle than a walk which caused his dick to sway from left to right. I was almost getting hypnotized myself while I was looking at his swinging dick, Kevin had reached the wall and looked like he didn’t know what to do. He hesitated a moment and then turned around. I focused my phone on his butt as he walked toward the other wall. When he reached that wall he turned around again, which caused me to film his swaying dick up close. All I could see in my display now was his swaying dick. As Kevin reached the wall again and turned around once more, I decided it was enough.

“Okay, Kevin. Stop!” I ordered, and he stopped immediately.

I made sure I had his whole body in my display and said, “Now Kevin. You’re no longer a zombie. Make your dick hard for me.”

He immediately took his dick in his hand and started to stroke it. Watching it slowly get hard as he was beginning to stroke it was extremely erotic and I had it all on camera. If for some weird reason this whole thing stopped I still had this to get off on. I was so focused on that thought that I hadn’t noticed his breathing started to get heavy. He was now jacking himself off in earnest. I was tempted to let him go on but figured that wasn’t fair.

“Okay, Kevin. Stop and lie down on the bed.”

He stopped jerking but was obviously still aroused. I stopped filming as he walked over to the bed and lay down on his belly. I got on the bed beside him.

“Okay, Kevin. Wake up” I ordered.

“I told you, it didn’t work,” he said, again.

“Yeah right…” I said and I opened up my video.

I laid my phone between us, so we could both watch it.

“Look,” I said.

The clip started playing and Kevin watched in silence.

“I honestly don’t remember one thing about that,” he said, as the clip came to an end. “But you’re right, though.”

“About what?”

“I DO have a nice butt,” starting to giggle, “and… Euh… Is it weird to get turned on by watching yourself beat off?” he added.

“I don’t know. But I do know that I get turned on about it,” I laughed.

“Do you mind if I finish?” he quietly asked and turned on his back. I could see he was still as hard as a board.

“If you don’t mind me doing the same…”

We were now lying in a sort of 69 position, with our heads close to each other’s genitals, which gave me a nice close-up of his dick. I spread my legs and slipped a finger in my pussy. Kevin looked at that and started jerking again. We were now both looking at the other masturbating. Even though we did a lot more last night, I was really turned on by our actions. We were both doing something extremely private, right in front of each other. My thumb was rubbing over my clit and my fingers were probing my insides as I watched Kevin’s fist move faster and faster up and down on his dick. We weren’t even trying to postpone our orgasms, just trying to get off as fast as possible. By now both our breathing had increased severely and I was getting real close to cumming.

“Ahhhhh… Here I go,” I heard Kevin moan and a few moments later his sperm flew out of his dick.

The first spurt landed on his chest but the second one splashed on his face. I didn’t know he could shoot this far and it triggered my own orgasm. Its intensity wasn’t anywhere close to my orgasm from last night, but it was still pretty decent. I heard myself moan as it washed over me.

“Ohh… I really needed that,” Kevin said, still breathing hard.

“I didn’t” I laughed. “But I liked it a lot. You look SO hot when you come!”

“I didn’t think I ever came this often in such a short amount of time. My dick is even a bit sore now”

“Well, then we’ll have to take it easy now, okay?” I said, as I turned around and licked a bit of his cum from his cheek.

“That tickles!” he said and wiped the rest of his face.

“I still need to un-hypnotize you, Kevin,” I said, a bit more serious.

“Well….” Kevin hesitated.

“What?”

“What if you don’t do that just yet? I kind of dig the idea that you can control me completely, and I totally trust you to not take advantage of that, like making me do your chores and stuff”

“Really??” I was surprised by this.

“Yeah. really. Until now this whole hypnosis thing only did amazing things for me. And, as I said… I trust you.”

“Well… yeah. Of course, you can trust me! So we leave it like this then?”

“For now we do” and he gave me the cutest smile. “Maybe you’ll think of other great things we can do together”

Wow. I was totally blown away by this. This was the last thing I expected but he was right, he could trust me and I could think of a lot of other great things to do together. On a whim, I gave Kevin a big hug and was immediately covered in his sperm too.

“Let’s take a shower, shall we?”

“Good idea, sis!”

We got up and quickly went to the bathroom, so Kevin’s sperm wouldn’t be dripping on the floor. Kevin got in the shower first and I followed quickly. I watched as his sperm washed off our bodies and looked at Kevin while he was soaping up. The soap and water were running from his body which was looking like a stream of piss coming from his dick. I was feeling so in love with him and his body right now. I took the sponge and started washing him and paid special attention to his abs and patch where his pubes should be. When I was done he turned around and took my time and did his back, paying special attention to his butt. After this was all done, he washed me too and took special care of my boobs, which was nice. When we were done washing each other Kevin took his razor and wanted to start shaving his pubes.

“Mind if I do it?” I asked.

“No… not at all. But please be careful. I don’t want you to cut off my dick,” he laughed.

“Don’t worry. I shave myself too, you know, and I don’t want to lose your dick either!”

I got in real close and carefully shaved above his dick. As I was being so close to his dick and touching him there, he got hard again and I could see he was indeed a bit sore. The underside of his dick was all red. Since all the hair he had down there was above his dick I finished the shave pretty quick and got up again. I pressed my body against him and gave him an intense kiss while pressing myself even harder against him.

“Why do you shave down there?” Kevin asked. “I know I don’t want people seeing my pubes when I’m swimming, but why do you it?”

“I’ve had a few hairs growing in which gave me some nasty inflammations down there. I asked mom and she said she had that a lot too. She started shaving her pubes and her problem was gone. She advised me to do the same, so I started shaving and she was right.”

“Okay. That makes sense too. Let’s get dry, shall we?”

We got out and dried ourselves. I was the first one out, so also the first one dry. I took some body lotion from the cabinet and put some on my hand. I walked over to Kevin, took his now semi-hard dick in my hand, and started to apply the body lotion.

“Ohhhh… That’s nice” he moaned and his dick was fully erect in a millisecond.

I stroked him a little more and then wiped my hand on the towel.

“There. This way you won’t be sore anymore when it’s absorbed and we can fuck again”

He laughed and squeezed my butt as we walked out of the shower to go and eat some breakfast.

***

We were both in the kitchen doing what we’d normally do when we ate breakfast, the only major difference was that we were both stark naked. We didn’t talk about it or anything, we just both walked downstairs chatting and not bothering with clothes. We sat opposite to each other at the breakfast table. Kevin had made himself a PB and jelly sandwich and I had made myself some yogurt with muesli and honey. As we sat there, Kevin couldn’t take his eyes off my breasts. I decided to tease him a bit and purposely let a drop of yogurt fall on my left boob. Kevin snapped out of it and looked me in the eye.

“Oops…” I said.

Kevin lent forward over the table and licked the yogurt from my breast. He made sure it was all clean and I felt sparks shooting through my pussy as he paid special attention to my nipple. After everything was clean he sat back with a sly grin on his face.

“Thank you,” I smiled, looked him straight in the eyes, and let another drop of yogurt fall on my other breast.

“Oh no… I’m soooo clumsy.”

Kevin wasted no time and started licking my other breast clean. I couldn’t hold back a moan as he nibbled a bit on my nipple.

“There… All clean again” he said as he sat back in his seat again.

“Thanks,” I said, feeling my face glow.

“Woops…” Kevin said. “Now I’m being clumsy” and he stood up.

I could see that a large drop of jelly had dropped on his belly and had slid down to the base of his half-hard dick. I crawled over the table, lay down on my belly, and started licking up the jelly from his belly, going down to his dick. I made sure his dick was clean by giving him a short blowjob. I slipped my tongue under his glans which caused Kevin to moan. I decided that this was enough and turned on to my back. I took my spoon from the bowl and smeared more yogurt on my tits and made a trace toward my pussy. Kevin smiled and walked over to the other side of the table, moved the seat out of the way, and surprised me by slipping his dick inside me in one smooth motion.

“Ohhhh..” I involuntarily moaned.

“There!” he proudly said. “This way the yogurt can’t get inside of you.”

I didn’t expect this, but I was getting pretty turned on by this sexy use of food. And having my little brother inside me once more helped a lot too. Kevin bent down and started to lick my tits clean. As he did this, his dick moved slowly inside me, sending sparks to my brain again. His action with his mouth on my tits and nipples added a lot to the experience too. As he started to move his tongue down my body to clean my belly too, I felt his dick slowly but steadily starting to leave my body. I was pretty turned on by now and didn’t want all this to stop, so I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him back in. Kevin smiled at me and apparently got the idea. He stood up straight and started moving in and out of me. The height of his crotch was aligned perfectly with our kitchen table, so he could move in and out of me perfectly and do so with real strength. He started getting into a rhythm and I could hear our kitchen table squeaking. Each time he moved, the base of his dick rubbed against my clit. I was getting into a nice rhythm myself too.  Then, all of a sudden, Kevin stopped moving.

“Turn over” he hoarsely commanded and he pulled out.

Without any hesitation, I got off the table and turned around, laying my upper body on the table. I spread my legs and lifted my ass a little. This way I was presenting myself to my brother. He stepped in closer and slipped back in without problems. Both his hands cupped my breasts as he went back at it again. We were fucking for some time now and I loved every minute of it. Kevin was fucking me quite hard now and the slapping of our bodies and our mutual moans were getting louder and louder.

“Ohhhh… I’m getting close Laura!” he practically shouted.

“Do it!! Shoot!” I panted.

“Ahhhhh”

I felt his dick twitching and once again filling me up with his cum. This time I didn’t cum, but everything still felt awesome. Kevin laid across my back, his hands still on my tits and panting hard.

“Wow,” he simply said. “I think I can get used to this”

“Me too” I giggled, feeling his dick softening and slowly slipping out.

Kevin stood up and took a kitchen towel. I turned around, lying on my back again, watching him, and getting my breath back. He wiped his dick clean with the towel. After that he poured some water on a bit of the towel and cleaned my belly, wiping the last bit of yogurt from it. He started wiping the cum leaking from my pussy, and I took over. I wiped myself clean and threw the towel in a corner. When I looked at Kevin, I could see a bit of worry on his face. I hugged him and he hugged me back.

“What’s wrong, Kevin?”

“I really, really, really like what we’re doing…”

“But…” I added in the silence that followed.

“I don’t want to get you pregnant. That would most definitely mean the end of all of this”

I felt a bit relieved. I was a little worried there was some serious problem he needed to talk about.

“Don’t worry about that!” I comforted him. “I’ve been on the pill for about two years now”

“Oh?! Really?” he perked up.

“Yeah. I’ve had really bad cramps during my period. My mom went to the doctor with me, and he prescribed the pill. Now I hardly have my period and no bad cramps anymore. If I want to have a baby, I’ll have to plan it now”

“Oh… I didn’t know that. It’s a relief though. I thought about this last night but didn’t know how to talk about this. I didn’t want to spoil the great sex we have, you know?”

“I know. But you’ll have to do something awful to spoil the great sex we have” I laughed.

Kevin gave me a nice kiss and we broke the hug.

“How much time do we have left before mom and dad come home?” Kevin asked.

I looked at the clock on the wall. It was still early, almost eleven ‘o clock.

“Mom said they’d be home at around six. So we have a few hours left, but not too long. I’m guessing they wouldn’t  like seeing us like this too much”

“No! I guess not” Kevin laughed.

“Want to chill in the hot tub with me?”

“Sure!”

One of the great advantages of this new house was all the luxury we now had. We had an outside hot tub, a swimming pool, all enclosed by a big fence, so we had our privacy. In the basement, we had a large sauna with showers, a relaxation room, and some other great stuff. Kevin opened the door, walked outside and I walked behind him. I took two big towels from the towel rack by the door and walked to the tub. I still couldn’t take my eyes of Kevin’s ass as it moved before me.

“I’m sure he can make good money with it,” I thought and pictured some of these jobs in my head.

Kevin pulled the cover from the tub and got in. As he settled in, I got in, giving him a good frontal view of my nude body. I was still a bit aroused by our actions on the kitchen table but was ready to chill in the tub.

We chilled for about half an hour making small talk and just enjoying each other’s company when Kevin asked

“How does the hypnosis trick you do work exactly?”

I explained to him about the pendant and the corresponding spell and how I was skeptical at first. I also explained the things I read online and that this pendant must have some sort of magic in it because normally hypnotism doesn’t work this way. I also told him about the trigger phrase and how that works. All the time he was listening closely and nodding now and then.

“What is my trigger phrase?”

“I can’t tell, you dummy,” I laughed, “Then you’ll be under again.”

“oh… Yeah… right. Are there any rules about it?”

“No, No rules. Just don’t make it something you say very often”

“How did you come up with mine?”

“Well, the phrase is something that I saw on the Simpsons”

“The cartoon?”

“Yeah. And I figured it was as good as any”

“Ay caramba!” he laughed.

“No. That’s not it” I smiled.

“I want to see you do it sometime. Do you think that’s a possibility?”

“I guess… But I don’t want to do mom or dad or something”

“No. That would come in handy though… But no, I don’t think that’s a good idea…”

As I was figuring out for myself how to bring to the table that I would like to do this to Logan, I noticed in the water that Kevin was getting hard again. He saw me looking and smiled. Since I was still feeling horny, I wasted no time and straddled his waist. I looked him in the eyes, took his dick in my hand to line him up, and impaled myself on him once more. I just sat there with his dick inside me and smiled at him.

“Now… Tell me… What were you thinking about?” and I started massaging his dick with my cunt muscles.

“Ohhh….” He moaned. Well…. I was thinking about all the opportunities you have when you have someone under you ahhh…. control”

I started moving my pelvis real slow. We weren’t fucking, but just having a real good time.

“Do you have anyone special in mind?”

“oooohhhh… No..” he lied.

I squeezed my muscles as hard as I could now and another moan came from his mouth.

“Are you sure?” I teased.

“Well… There’s only one person I can think of right now, as I don’t know a lot of people here yet.”

“You mean Logan, right?” and he looked at me with a surprised look on his face.

“Euhh… Yeah. Is it weird to do this with a guy?”

“No. At least I don’t think it is. And besides, I would like to do that with Logan too. He’s really cute!”

I said that last thing a little bit too enthusiastic because Kevin looked a tiny bit disappointed.

“Not as cute as my baby brother, of course,” I teased him and moved a bit more up and down on his dick.

“Well… I think he’s cute too,” he timidly said.

This took me a bit off guard. My little brother, who currently had his dick inside me and fucked my brains out quite well, was admitting he liked boys. Well, at least one boy. Of course, he sucked and was sucked by Brian, but I figured that that was just boys being curious.

“Then our victim is determined,” I said.

I kept moving slowly but firmly, rubbing my clit against him. As we talked about our options and forged our plan we kept going. At one point I came and I came hard, but Kevin wasn’t near an orgasm and we were still planning, so we kept going at it slowly. Almost the same thing as last night happened to me. I kept hanging on the brink of an orgasm. Sometimes I was really close to cumming, sometimes I felt tingles throughout my body, but all the time my cunt was spasming around Kevin’s dick. After a while of this, we had our plan in our heads and Kevin started to fuck me real good now. He was licking and nibbling on my nipples and fucking me with long, slow strokes. His dick went almost entirely out of me and then back in one smooth motion. This was much different from the previous times, where it was more short and fast moves.

“Ohh… Keep doing that!!” I moaned as I came for the third or fourth time.

“Grmphhh…” Kevin said and I could see the focus in his eyes. He was trying to hold back as long as possible.

I was almost losing my mind by now. I was feeling soooo good as another orgasm washed over me.

“Fuck me, Kevin! Ohhh… Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” and I clamped my nails in his back.

“AAHHHHHH!!” Kevin moaned and I felt his dick growing and starting to twitch inside me. A moment later I felt his sperm shooting in me, which pushed me to another orgasm. I hadn’t kept track, but I guess I came about six times in the hot tub during our slow fucking session. And now we were totally spent. I was lying on top of Kevin, panting hard and so was he. His dick softened and slipped out, along with some of his sperm.

“We’re getting good at this, aren’t we?” Kevin panted.

“Yeah, we are. I wish we found out about this a few years earlier.” I said and got off his lap to sit beside him.

I saw some of his sperm floating in the water which looked kind of funny.

“We need to get dressed, don’t we?” Kevin asked after a while.

“Yeah, we do. And we need to clean up after ourselves. I can see your sperm floating in the tub and I guess mom and dad would ask a lot of questions if they find their bed and the kitchen messed up the way they are.”

Kevin gave me a big kiss on my cheek and we hugged some more. Then he got up from the tub, which put me at eye level with his dick. God! I loved his dick! He turned around to get out, which of course put me at eye level with his butt. God! I loved his butt!! I giggled after thinking those thoughts and Kevin asked me what was wrong.

“Nothing! I just thought to myself how much I like your body”

“Oh… Well… I like your body a lot too” he said and looked at my boobs again.

“Let’s get dressed and clean the stuff before we get distracted again!”

We both got out, dressed, and spent about an hour or so

to clean up all the evidence of our sex-filled weekend. We were about halfway into a movie when our parents came home. They didn’t suspect a thing. But now I couldn’t wait to start our plans with Logan…

END Part Two

Copyright 2020 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

Well…. This is a struggle! I’ve lost everything after their nightly session, so everything after the wake up needed to be rewritten. As I said earlier this being a two piece story… Well… I want to get this part out in the open, so I can start with the Logan part of the story. As someone commented: “You’ve climbed on a big horse!” He was right. I need to keep my stories in line. This way they are becoming way too big. After the loss of my work, I couldn’t bring myself to write again, but I’m getting back in the saddle and want to finish it now. So I’m hoping the last part will be finished soon. In the meantime… Have fun with this one!

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The Magnificent Zafar – Part one

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The Magnificent Zafar – Part One
By
Jason Crow

It was a cold and wet December day when I was lying on my bed in my room. We just moved halfway across the country to this new home in Seattle. I was used to the beaches and heat in Tampa, but due to the promotion my dad had made, we had to move to this cold and wet wasteland. Some promotion! I was completely bummed out by this and had already decided I wasn’t going to accept this without a fight. Last week I turned fifteen, and only had a Skype session to see my old friends from Florida. The rest of the day I had to spend with my parents and little brother. Yay… All in all, you can say that I was in a very dark place in my head.
I had just cleared out my boxes and placed everything in my closet, so my little brother wouldn’t tease me with using my bra as a slingshot or something, just like he did last year. And it wasn’t like I had more things to do. Now I was lying on my bed wallowing in self-pity, as I received an app from a friend in Tampa. Apparently, she got laid and wanted to share that with me. She sent me a selfie of her and her friend making out.
Both bare-chested, so I guessed they either just did it or were going at it. Maybe both. The picture didn’t show any forbidden flesh, but it did leave little to the imagination too. And above all, it didn’t add to my mood. I was feeling left out and completely disconnected from my old friends. I had not met anyone here I liked and was completely dependent on my parents and little brother for human interaction. At my farewell party, things had gotten really out of control. Some douche-bag had brought booze to the party, and a few guys drank themselves totally over the top. Some guy threw up all over our bathroom and another guy passed out on our front lawn. It wasn’t a pretty sight when my parents got home as you probably can imagine. I still don’t know who had brought the booze, but my parents sure gave me hell about it. Now I was still grounded until after the holidays when I would go to my new school for the first time. So now I was alone, lonely, and couldn’t even go to the mall or something to check out some cute boys. I was almost at the point of crying my eyes out, but also felt I needed to get up and do something. Otherwise, I would die alone and miserable. Yeah, I know. I real dark place…
I stood up, straightened my clothes, and took a deep breath. I wouldn’t let anyone get the better of me! My room was cleaned up already, so my mom couldn’t bug me about that. If a girl can’t go out, she’ll find something else to do. I didn’t want to face my mother, because she would give me some shit again so I went up to the attic. Since we moved in, I still hadn’t been to the attic. My dad had put some boxes up there, containing stuff that we would probably never need again, but that was all. The attic was somehow an area where I figured I would be safe to be by myself and maybe find something in these boxes that would be of interest one way or the other. That would at least get my mind of everything.

I quietly crept up the stairs to the attic, so mom wouldn’t know I was up there. I closed the door behind me and clicked on the light. A single light bulb, hanging on a single wire from the ceiling, slowly started to glow. A few moments later it burned bright enough to bring light to the entire attic. I didn’t realize we had such a big attic. It was huge! Right beside the stairs, my dad had stacked our boxes. But when I looked around in the attic, I saw an awful lot of stuff standing around. And also a lot of interesting stuff. I started looking around In boxes, an old closet, and even an old army duffle bag. I put some chairs around a table, so I could place the more interesting stuff on there.

After I investigated most of the attic, I found out that the previous owner probably had served in the army. He (or she) also had an interest in magic tricks. I found a decent amount of card tricks, rope tricks, and even a straitjacket with some handcuffs. They all came with an explanation on how to perform these tricks. I tried some of these tricks and found out I was actually quite talented with magic tricks. I also realized it was already late and that I best go back to my room, so my mom wouldn’t get suspicious.

***

A few days went by with me practicing the magic tricks. My mood had lightened significantly and my mom had noticed it, which in turn caused her to stop bugging me about the farewell party. I was still grounded, but we were on speaking terms again. I even showed my little brother Kevin my first card trick. It was a really simple trick, but my brother was stunned. This gave me some confidence to continue practicing in the attic and me explaining everything to my mom and dad. They of course didn’t mind me going to the attic to entertain myself and even forbid my brother to go upstairs and bug me or study the same tricks.
This all gave me a lot of privacy and time flew by with my new found hobby.

Between all this practice, I continued to check out everything that was stashed in the attic. I found a working record player with loads of old records, so I could listen to some old music. There were a small electrical heater and even a real comfortable recliner. With all this stuff I had created a cozy place for myself in the attic and was really starting to enjoy our new house. I also found some sort of large case-like closet that was rigged so it could be used as a vanishing cabinet. But one of the best things I found was a complete, portable podium. I could build a podium with a maximum of about 150 square feet, but because it was modular, it could also be smaller. It had curtains and everything. It was perfect to start a career in magic!

Among all the card tricks and the other illusions, I also found a small box hidden in the vanishing cabinet. On the box, it read: “Zafar pendulum – Use carefully!!” At first, I didn’t pay any attention to it because of all the other stuff. But the “Use carefully!!” bit did get my attention. So I opened it and saw a small, gold pendulum on a gold chain in the box. Under the box, there was an old, yellow-stained document.


Congratulations!

Now you can use the power of the magic Pendulum created by The Magnificent Zafar.
It’s breathtaking powers most certainly shall make you a big star!
Its movement will mesmerize your subject
To the things you ask, they will not object
Swing the pendulum before their face
In their memory, there remains no trace
Say the words “Brimba Zafara Memosal”
And they will be at your disposal
Use it carefully and use it wise
Before you know it, your star will rise!

The Magnificent Zafar


Okay…. Weird… I took the pendulum out of the little box and examined it. It didn’t look like much, more like a really cheap necklace you can buy at some second-hand store. The document sure looks promising, but also a little unlikely. I decided to give it a try at the little show I planned to give to my parents and brother later this week.

I continued practicing my tricks, so I wouldn’t look too much a fool. I wasn’t nervous or anything, but had enough drive to want to do it right. The few moments I was given access to our computer, which was a lot more than when I had just been grounded, I checked websites about hypnosis. The general consensus was that hypnosis as you see it in the movies is impossible. When people are put under hypnosis, they will always keep a form of consciousness that prevents them from doing things they normally wouldn’t do. There are also a lot of therapeutic types of hypnosis to help people cope with traumas in their lives, or to help remember stuff. I also read a lot of good tips on how to create a good show and, maybe the best tip of all, imprint a trigger phrase. With that trigger phrase, you can bring people back under hypnosis by just saying that sentence. I found it all a little hard to believe and was really skeptical. But hey… if it works it’ll look great in the show, and otherwise I could always blame the subject for not being receptive to hypnosis.

Then, on a Wednesday evening after dinner, we all gathered in the attic. I had been putting up stuff all day to show off my capabilities as best as possible. My mom, dad, and brother sat down on the seats as I climbed on stage. On the computer I had created an opening tune with loud music and a dark voice saying:

“Welcome everyone!! Be amazed by the Magnificent Zafar!!”

And then some bombastic music and loud bangs. I pressed the button to open the curtains and there I was. I didn’t see any harm in borrowing the cool stage name, so from now on, I was the Magnificent Zafar. I decided not to wear the cape and top hat I found. That was too old-fashioned in my opinion. I opted for a short skirt and a tank top. That way it was obvious that I didn’t hide anything in my sleeves. The tricks were a big success! My parents were flabbergasted by my performance and almost didn’t believe I did what I had done. Neither did my little brother, but he was a little bit skeptical and made some comments during my performance. So when the time came to do my hypnosis part of the act, he was my ‘victim’.

Kevin is my little brother, but we’re only separated by thirteen months, so he isn’t thát little anymore. He’ll turn thirteen next month and is really good at swimming. He doesn’t bug me that much anymore and we can get along pretty good for a brother and sister.

“Please, sit down on this chair Kevin,” I said with the friendliest voice I had.

“Okay…” He said a little reserved. “I don’t think you’ll be able to hypnotize me, Laura”

“We’ll see Kevin” I smiled.

Kevin said down on the chair I had placed on the stage. I made a little show with some hand movements and made sure he sat comfortably. I started wearing the pendulum as a necklace, so I lifted it over my head and made a little show with it. I started swinging it slowly before his eyes.

“You’re getting sleepy….. Picture yourself in a large open meadow… You feel yourself softly floating away from that meadow…… Just listen to my voice… Everything is starting to fade away and you can only hear my voice…”

I decided this was enough. I must admit he was doing his best to follow my directions. I didn’t expect that.

“Brimba Zafara Memosal!” I said.

That’s when I saw something happening in my brother’s eyes. The seemed more, I don’t know, focused in some way.”

“Annnnnd… Sleep!” I said.

Kevin went completely limp and was bent over forward, lying on his upper legs with his head hanging down low. Wow…. Did it actually work!?!? Or was this little maggot just playing me? I needed to figure out if it was real or not without making too much of a fool out of him in front of our parents.

“When I say Stand up please, You will stand on your feet, but you cannot talk anymore. You can only bray like a donkey”

I found that a nice idea. Not too much, but maybe enough for him to stop pretending.

“Okay Kevin, Stand up please,” I said, and he immediately stood up.

“Please young man. Tell me your name” I said

Kevin looked me straight in the eyes and he didn’t look asleep. Not anything like a zombie or robot or something as you would expect from watching T.V. shows. I figured he was still right awake with us. So a was a bit surprised when he actually started braying. He didn’t look surprised or anything from the stuff coming out of his mouth. That could still mean two things. My parents started laughing after his answer, but I still wasn’t convinced.

“Please sit down, Kevin,” I said.

Once he sat down I commanded him to sleep again and once again he hung forward over his legs with his head down. I was struggling for a way to find out if it was real or not, without taking it too far in front of our parents.

“When I snap my fingers, you will wake up. You won’t bray like a donkey anymore and are able to talk normally again. You’ll realize the seat is covered in glue, and you won’t be able to stand up. And to make matters worse, I took off your clothes, and now you’re completely naked in front of us all”.

I didn’t know if that would do it, but at least it would be fun! So I snapped my fingers and Kevin sat back up again, looking wide awake.

“How are you feeling Kevin?”

“Good! Thank you. I’m a bit cold though” he said.

“I don’t blame you,” I said. “You should have put on your clothes.”

Kevin looked down and turned beet red! He couldn’t possibly fake this. He quickly put his hands in his lap.

“Where are my clothes!?!?” he asked with a little panic in his voice.

“Right there where you left them,” I said and pointed to a table on stage.

Kevin tried to get up with his hands still in his lap, but couldn’t get up. He tried it in different ways, but whatever he tried, his butt kept stuck on the chair. It was really funny looking at him, trying to get to the table. My mom and dad were laughing really loud and my dad had tears flowing down his cheeks because of all this laughing.

“Can you please give me my clothes, Laura??” he practically begged me.

“Sleep!” and he was hanging over his legs again.

My mom and dad were still laughing. I walked over to Kevin and whispered in his ear:

“When I wake you up, later on, you will wake up. But when I, and only I, say the words ‘Kevin, Eat my shorts!’, you will be under the control of The Magnificent Zafar again and will do anything I say. Do you understand?” Kevin nodded his head as a sign he understood me.

“You’ll also say to our mom and dad, that you just played along with me if they ask you if you were really hypnotized. Is that also clear?” He nodded again.

I walked to the front of the stage and quite theatrically with a lot of hand movements and low voices woke him out of his hypnosis.

“When I ask you to wake up, you won’t remember anything about this. You’ll think the hypnosis didn’t work. You are wearing your clothes and the chair is normal again.”

I looked over my shoulder at my parents. They looked at us with still a big smile on their faces, but also anticipating the moment I would wake Kevin. I gave them a wink and said:

“Okay, Kevin.. Wake up!”.

Kevin blinked once and looked at me with a smile.

“I told you it wouldn’t work, Laura!” he said. And my parents laughed at that.

“It was absolutely amazing sweetheart!” My dad said.

“Yes! It was wonderful! I really liked your tricks, Laura! And Kevin, you should be an actor!” my mom added.

“Thanks!” Kevin and I said simultaneously.

By now I was pretty convinced the pendulum had some sort of magic in it. Or Kevin was as good an actor as my mom said, but I really doubted that. Ah well…. It was a great show and maybe I had gained some hypnotic powers. I didn’t know what to do with that anyway. We all cleaned up together and that was the end of it. My dad encouraged me to do more with it and maybe give another show at my new school. I wasn’t too keen about doing that yet, but maybe I would. He said that he would look around for some open podium night or something and maybe someone at his work would know some gigs. I thanked him and said I would keep practicing.

***

A few days went by and I was still proud of myself and the show I had given. My dad found someone at his work, who found me a gig at a birthday party. It turned out to be the party of the kid from one of the owners of the company. I said I would consider this, but my dad really wanted me to do it, so he urged me a bit. I still practiced a lot in the attic to learn new stuff and to keep my current tricks under control. I had found a hobby I really liked doing.

Right now it was Friday evening and my parents went out to a party at one of their friends. They finally thought we were old enough not needing a babysitter, so Kevin and I were home alone. We got along pretty well for a brother and sister, so there weren’t any problems. The only thing mom had ‘asked’ us, was to each take a shower and clean our rooms. I had done both things already and was lounging on the couch watching a movie. Kevin was running around the house like an idiot, doing something. Something stupid probably. Mom hadn’t put me in charge or anything, but considering I was the oldest, even though we were separated by only thirteen months, I figured I had to at least tell him he still had to do his chores. So I had already told him twice to clean up his room and take a shower, but he still didn’t listen.

It had gone a bit to the back of my mind with all the practicing and the new gig, but I could try my trigger phrase. This realization hit me like lightning. Why didn’t I think of this sooner? Maybe, no probably, it wouldn’t work, but hey! It was at least worth a try right!?

“Kevin, Eat my shorts!” I said.

I saw him blink once and saw a tiny hiccup in his movements, but otherwise, he went on doing the things he did.

“Damn! It doesn’t work.” I thought.

But then I realized I hadn’t given him any orders yet.

“Come over here, Kevin”

He stopped immediately with what he was doing and walked over to the couch. Wow!

“Go clean up your room like mom asked you to and then come back here, okay?”

“Okay,” and he was off to his room.

This was great! Even if he was still faking it, which I doubted by now, I at least got him to do his chores. I pressed play and went back to the movie I was watching. I was really into it when I felt I was being watched. I looked up and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure standing there.

”Motherfucker!!!” I shouted, a bit scared.

It appeared to be Kevin standing there, just looking at me.

“How long are you standing there??” I asked.

“Eleven minutes and twenty-three seconds,” he said looking me straight in the eyes.

“Wow… That’s pretty exact… Mom said we needed to take a shower too. So quickly get your ass in the shower and get clean.” I said and looked back at the TV.

I heard some ruffling behind me and looked back at Kevin to see what he was doing. Apparently, he had taken off his shirt and sweatpants and had his thumbs already in the waistband of his light blue boxer briefs.

“Wowwww!! Stop!!” I shouted. I didn’t want to see my brother naked!

And just like one of those robots in Westworld, he stopped moving entirely. I looked him in his eyes and they looked blank. That’s when I finally realized that I did it! I had hypnotic powers!!! I couldn’t hold back a little shout of victory. That didn’t bother Kevin. He still stood there frozen with his thumbs in the waistband. I looked him over and I noticed for the first time that my little brother had a really fine body. He was getting some abs on his belly and nice muscles in his arms. I looked at his bulge which was fairly big and could also clearly see the outline of his dickhead through the fabric of his boxers. It did make me curious and I felt my vagina moisten a bit. I considered a moment to let Kevin continue but felt I couldn’t do that to him. Jeez… I had moral issues! That was a first!

“Kevin, take off your underwear in the bathroom please, and then take your shower. When you’re done, put on some fresh underwear and come back over here.”

Kevin took his thumbs out of his boxers and walked away. I guessed to the bathroom. I checked out his ass as he walked away. And that sure was a nice ass I thought. I saw its muscles move under his boxers, moving away from me. I looked at the TV again, but my mind kept drifting off to his body, and specifically his penis. Up until now, I had never considered my brother as a male, just a pesky little brother. But now I couldn’t get his fine body out of my mind… I heard the water running and was considering my next move. I decided to wait until he was out of the shower and wake him up. I could always try something later on. I figured I needed to think this through, so I wouldn’t screw things up.

A few moments later I heard Kevin turn off the water, so I paused the movie I wasn’t watching anymore. I looked at the door waiting for Kevin to return. And then he walked in wearing nothing but a tight pair of bright red boxer briefs. Again I couldn’t take my eyes off the bulge in his briefs. It sure looked pretty big to me, but I had nothing but the internet to compare it with. Kevin walked over to the couch and just stood there watching me.

“Okay Kevin, put your clothes on,” I said with a little regret and he started putting on his clothes.

“When I snap my fingers you’ll wake up again and remember you took a shower and cleaned up your room, but you’ll think you changed your clothes in the bathroom. And again, when I, and only I, say ‘Kevin, Eat my shorts!’, you’ll be under my control again.”

I snapped my fingers and Kevin blinked. He acted completely normal again and sat down next to me.

“What are you watching?” he asked, obviously not remembering anything.

“The Crimes of Grindelwald”, but I’m turning it off and go to bed if you don’t mind.

“Go ahead! I think I’ll turn in in a few moments too. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

I went to my room, took off my clothes, and got in bed. My mind kept drifting back to Kevin’s body and my hand found its way between my legs. I couldn’t help it. My pussy was already sopping wet and I quickly found my clitoris and rubbed it fast and hard. I also came really fast and hard, a picture of the underwear-clad body of my little brother in my mind. It was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. Easily top three! I fell asleep quickly after that and dreamt all night about my brother. This was getting a bit disturbing….

***

A few days went by. I kept thinking about Kevin but figured it would get out of my system pretty soon if I didn’t act on it. Still being grounded didn’t help. Also Kevin, just like me, didn’t have a lot of friends in the neighborhood yet, so he was at home a lot too. At least he had his water polo practice to have some distraction from our situation at home. All I could do was keep focusing on my magic tricks to take my mind off things and try to keep getting better at it.

Every night in bed, I couldn’t help getting myself off, thinking about Kevin. I did wonder several times why I had stopped him taking off his underwear. I guess it was some sort of natural reflex to stop him. At that moment I didn’t want to see him naked, but seeing him standing there almost naked, woke something in me. He was a man. With a dick. Not just a brother who’s sole purpose was to bug me. During these days there was no real chance of putting him under again. My mom or dad was always at home because of all the preparations that needed to be done for us to start at our new school. I still wasn’t sure if I even wanted to put him under again and let him become naked before me. There were also times, mostly at bedtime, I didn’t doubt it and needed to see him naked. I was getting pretty fucked up by all of this.

I was still grounded for five more days, but my mom was getting a little less strict about these rules. She asked me if I wanted to go with her to take Kevin to water polo practice. My first reaction was to say no, but when I thought about it just a little longer and thinking about maybe seeing some hot bodies in their speedos and maybe, just maybe, take my mind of Kevin’s body, I was happy to go.

Kevin was pretty good at water polo. Back home he was the best of his league and one of the main reasons to move to this area and not the one closer to my dad’s work was because of their excellent water polo team. Kevin was placed in a team that varied from thirteen to fifteen years old. That would probably mean that I should see some nice eye candy.

When we arrived, Kevin went to the dressing rooms and my mom and I took a spot on the stands beside the pool. I purposely acted a little uninterested but kept my eyes wide open. Currently, the younger team was having their practice session. I guessed they were ranged from eleven to thirteen and were all pretty much young boys. One thing I learned then and there, is that playing water polo does great things to a boy’s body. They were all nicely built and some already showed some muscle on their tight bodies. Their packages were still pretty small though.

“It’s a nice place, don’t you think?” my mom asked, trying to make small talk. I decided not to be a bitch.

“Yes. I like it, mom. I think Kevin will like it too”

“I think so too.” I think she said that last thing more to herself than to me.

“There he is,” I said and instantly felt my vagina moisten at the sight of him in his speedo’s. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all.

The boys in his team were indeed easy on the eye. This was Kevin’s fourth or fifth practice and he apparently made some friends. He was chatting with a nice boy about the same age as him, with an almost equally nice body. Kevin’s bulge was a little bit more prominent than the other boy’s, but the other boy had a little more developed chest. All in all, they made it difficult for me to keep sitting still on these benches. I was getting wetter by the minute.

I pretended to be surfing on my phone but was secretly taking pictures of these boys. My mom had a book with her and had started to read in it, so it gave me enough opportunities to take some good pictures. After about half an hour of practice, I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my soaked panties, and sat on the toilet. As I browsed through the pictures, I fingered myself to a quick orgasm. I couldn’t help myself, but the picture of Kevin with his friend pushed me over the edge. They were both awesome to look at in their speedo’s.

I decided to leave my soaked panties off and just pull down my skirt. I carried a little handbag like almost every girl my age does and stuffed my panties in there. I went back to the stands and kept feasting my eyes while pretending to look at my phone. My mom was still reading her book and seemed oblivious to the spectacle before her eyes. Not wearing panties and the tight bodies before me kept me horny, but I couldn’t do anything about it.

After practice was over, mom and I waited in the hallway outside the locker room making small talk again. After a little while, Kevin came out with the cute boy beside him.

“Mom, this is Logan,” Kevin said.

“Hi, Logan. Nice to meet you.” My mom said.

“Nice to meet you too,” he said.

“Logan lives in our neighborhood” Kevin stated.

“My mom is waiting in the car,” he said to Kevin.

We all went outside and talked to Logan’s mom. It turned out they lived just three blocks away from us. My mom and Logan’s mom talked a bit and appeared to hit it off pretty good. They swapped phone numbers and even made arrangements to make a schedule to take turns taking the boys to practice. Kevin and Logan talked about some of the tactics they learned during practice which left me feeling a little left out. Currently, both boys were wearing sweats that hid their bodies, so I couldn’t lust after that either. Moments later my mom said goodbye to Logan’s mom. Logan and Kevin bumped shoulders and also said goodbye.

In the car, my mom said she was glad Kevin found a friend close by and that his mom was such a nice lady. Kevin and I both sat in the back and looked out the window. I was still horny as fuck and right then and there decided I would tease Kevin a bit. I moved my butt around a bit so my skirt would ride up a little and I made my legs point his way a bit. I figured that this way Kevin could look up my skirt and could see the folds of my freshly shaved bold pussy if the light was right, which depended on the direction we were driving. It wasn’t very comfortable sitting this way, but it would be a nice distraction. I pretend to still be looking out of the window and after a few minutes, I could hear a little gasp beside me. Yes! It worked. I kept looking out of the window, acting like I didn’t know what was going on. I even shifted a little more, so I would be exposed even more.

I sat like this for a few more miles and trying to look in my peripheral vision for Kevin’s reaction. I couldn’t see it the way I wanted, so I turned my head slightly and looked at him. He had his eyes right between my legs and hadn’t noticed that I looked his way. That gave me the opportunity to quickly check him out. He was currently sporting a pretty obvious erection. I could clearly see it tenting out his sweatpants. I opened my legs a bit showing even more of my dripping wet vagina and kept eyeing his boner from the corner of my eyes. I pretended to be looking out of the front window, so I wouldn’t be busted looking at him. After a little while, we were close to our home and I decided that it was enough. I closed my legs and sat up. I looked over at Kevin who had snapped out of his trance. I forced myself to blush, and then quickly adjusted my skirt. I glanced down at his boner, which caused Kevin to blush and cover it up with his hands.

“I’m sorry” I whispered.

“Don’t be. I didn’t see anything” he lied.

I smiled at him and kissed him on his cheek.

“You’re a great brother”

Kevin blushed again and smiled back, relaxing a bit. I guessed this was the first real-life vagina he had ever seen. It sure made me horny as hell and I was feeling naughty and also felt some form of triumph for giving him an erection. I tried looking at it, but he still covered it with his hands. I started talking to our mom to take the edge of the situation. Kevin relaxed a bit more and dropped his hands. He didn’t have an erection anymore, but his dick was still a clearly visible bulge in his sweatpants. When we arrived home, Kevin and I got out and walked to the front door. On a whim, I gave Kevin a big hug and he hugged me back.

“Glad to see you two are getting along so well,” my mom said and went inside.

Kevin and I let each other go and we too went inside. Our mom started making diner as Kevin and I went to our rooms where I, and I guess Kevin too, got myself off to a quick orgasm.

***

Two days later I was getting a bit nervous. That evening I would be performing before an audience of about twenty people. My dad had arranged a gig for me at the birthday party of the son of one of his co-workers. I would get 50 bucks for it, so it would be worth the trouble. Kevin even offered to help me. After the event in the car yesterday, he was much nicer to me and also hugged me a lot more. I didn’t mind one bit. I was feeling no objections for lusting after my brother. Seeing him standing there in his underwear had somehow opened the gates of lust with me. I was still a virgin and guessed so was Kevin. I was determined to be devirginized as soon as possible. If Kevin was the one to lose it to, so be it, but Logan was a serious candidate too. Up until ‘the underwear incident’ I never even thought about looking at younger boys, but now I couldn’t take my eyes of these two.

Kevin sure helped me out at the gig. He operated the curtain, handed me stuff, and put it away. All in all the gig was a great success. And we were a great team. As we were putting our stuff away and loading it in our dad’s car, his co-worker came to pay me. He was so impressed, he even doubled the 50 bucks! I thanked him a lot and said it was my pleasure to perform for them. I gave Kevin 50 bucks, a big hug, and thanked him a lot for his help. He gave me a good, firm hug back and said he was glad to help and that these 50 dollars weren’t necessary. I urged him to keep it because he earned them.

Dad came in and helped us put the last things in the car. He was beaming with pride and kept complimenting me. He also said he talked with a lot of people and maybe had some more gigs we could perform at.

“I’m going to need a manager this way!” I laughed.

“Then I’ll be your P.A.” Kevin chimed in.

Back home, after we put everything away, I thanked Kevin again for his great help. He in his turn said he was super proud of his big sister. I never thought about that, but thanked him a lot for his honesty. We both agreed that the next evening we would order pizza and watch a movie or two we both liked, because that Friday night, our mom and dad had some big event at my mom’s new work and would be staying the night there. Being so close to each other now, we both wanted to make it a cozy night for both of us. And on Monday we’d both be starting at our new school, so it would also probably be our last chance to relax like this for a while.

Later that night in my bed I was considering my options with Kevin. I really liked him as a person, but also really liked his body. Would it be right to take advantage of him using my hypnotic powers? After a lot of thinking, I decided I wouldn’t let him fuck me or anything, but I desperately wanted to see him naked, so I would have a nice and accurate picture of him to masturbate to. Where things would lead from there, I didn’t know and would let things play out as they happen.

***

That Friday morning we both slept in. I was at the breakfast table at around noon, and Kevin still was in his room. I hadn’t planned anything, in particular that day, but then my mom asked me to go to the mall with her, which I gladly accepted. These 50 bucks were burning a hole in my pocket. Eventually, I bought some almost see-through lace thong panties with a matching sexy bra which I of course didn’t show my mom. Together with her I also bought a nice pair of shoes. My mom and I then went to eat something and talked a bit more. She confessed to me that she regretted a bit that they grounded me after hearing the full story, but also said that she had expected me to intervene sooner that evening. We had a good conversation and accepted each other’s point of view. We also decided to leave it at that. My punishment was over anyway and I appreciated my mom’s honesty. Wow!! I really was starting to like the person I had become and not being a bitch all the time. Maybe that was the great plus of us moving across the country.

By the time we got back, my dad was already wearing his tux and putting their suitcase in the car.

“Where were you!?” he said to mom.

“I was having a good time with our daughter” she replied.

“Can you help me please, Laura?” she asked me.

“Of course!”

We both went upstairs. My mom quickly took a shower and I took out her evening dress and underwear and laid it on their bed. When my mom came out of the shower I helped her with her clothes. I had seen her naked a lot of times, but now, as I helped her get dressed, I noticed how nice her body was for a 41-year-old lady. She still had firm breasts and a really nice ass. If this was the future I was facing, I had nothing to complain about. We both decided that a bra shouldn’t be worn under this dress, so she went without. I zipped her up and helped with her hair and makeup. My mom was ready to go in under thirty minutes.

She and my dad thanked me, spoke some stern words to Kevin and me to behave and go to bed at our regular bedtime, and then they were off. Kevin looked at me and smiled.

“Let’s make this a pleasant evening,” he said.

“I agree! I’m going to take a shower and put on my PJ’s” I said.

“Me too. Let me know when you’re ready, then I’ll take a shower and we can order the pizza.”

And we did just that. I took a shower and put on my loose-fitting, sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of loose-fitting boxer shorts. No underwear of course. I called Kevin and he went in to take his shower. In the meantime, I took the bottle of whiskey I took from someone at the party and had kept hidden in my room and sat it down on the table in the living room. I ordered the pizza and booted up our media player. My dad had this hobby that consisted of the best audio and video hardware. We had a real high-end home cinema system in our living room. All I needed to do was select the right movie. I was curious about the fifty shades series but wasn’t allowed to watch it. This was a great moment to watch it I decided. I just needed to get Kevin on board with this one. After I made all arrangements Kevin came down in his PJ’s. Well… His outfit got my attention, that was for sure. I wasn’t sure if he did this on purpose, but damn!! He was wearing practically the same outfit as me. As he walked toward me, I could see his junk moving under these shorts, so I guess he wasn’t wearing any underwear either. And these shorts were short too. I guessed these would fit him about a year ago, but now they were just REALLY short. And his sleeveless shirt showed off his muscles real nice too. It turned out he didn’t mind watching fifty shades with me. He admitted he actually wanted to see it too. He asked me about the whiskey.

“I took it from someone at the party. Maybe we can drink some of it later on” I said.

“Okay…” he said a little hesitantly. ”I’ve never drunk alcohol before”

We settled in on the couches and started the movie. Kevin was sitting to my left on his own couch, obviously relaxing. I sat on the far end of my couch with my legs toward him, so if I wanted, I could give him a peek up my shorts or show some sideboob through the holes of my shirt where the sleeves used to be. I was determined to get him horny. But It turned out Kevin had some plans of his own. He had put his legs up on the coffee table, giving me a great view up the legs of his shorts. I could look up quite far and could even see hints of his right testicle. Or at least I thought it was his testicle. I couldn’t quite make it out with him sitting like this. This was turning out to be really interesting. I was wondering how things would turn out this evening.

Kevin moved his leg a bit more, giving me a little more view up his leg. And then the doorbell rang. Dammit!!! I reluctantly got up and went to the door. I paid the pizza delivery guy and got back in the living room. Kevin had taken his legs from the table and had cleared the table enough for me to place the pizza’s on it.
He had also already poured some coke for both of us.

“Do you want some whiskey with that too?” I asked while pouring a bit of whiskey in my own glass.

“Sure! Why not?” so I poured a bit in his glass too.

I sat back on the couch and started eating the pizza. I made sure I gave Kevin a good view of my boob through the sleeve of my shirt. He couldn’t see my nipple, but I guessed he wouldn’t mind that one bit. Seeing the tent in his shorts confirmed my intention of showing boob worked. We ate and drank in silence after that and focusing on the movie.

The pizzas were gone and on-screen Anastasia was showing off her nice body in all her glory. I was getting a bit aroused by it. Maybe it was also the alcohol kicking in, although I was real careful not to put too much in our drinks. I didn’t want to be drunk, nor did I want Kevin to be drunk. I just wanted to take the edge off it with both of us. But seeing this, I found it the right time to put my plan in motion. I had already figured out I needed to find a way to let Kevin take of his own clothes. The Magnificent Zafar would just help a little. And maybe tease him a bit too.

“Kevin, Eat my shorts!” I said.

Again I couldn’t notice any change in him.

“Sleep!”

He fell down over his lap again. This was needed to tell him some things.

“When I say you can wake up again, you are fully awake and make your own decisions. But your clothes will feel itchy. They’ll start to feel itchier by the minute. You’ll also answer all the questions I ask you honestly. You can’t lie to me. Is that understood?”

He nodded his head in his lap to let me know he got it. I figured this was a good way for him to take off his clothes and let me see his penis. Oh… How I longed to see his penis!!

“Okay, Kevin. You can wake up now”

He sat back up again and looked back at the television again.

“Do you like the movie?”

“Yes! It’s pretty hot. I got hard during some of the scenes”

I couldn’t help it and laughed. Wow. That honesty thing was working.

“I get it. I’m getting wet watching this too” I admitted.

Kevin looked a bit puzzled at me but eventually gave me a nice smile.

“I’ve never thought about that,” he said. “Girls get horny too of course.”

He started moving a bit uncomfortably on the couch. Rubbing his back against the back of the couch.

“Do you mind if I take off my shirt?” he asked.

“No. Why? Are you hot?”

“No. These clothes are really itchy! It’s annoying”

He stood up and took off his shirt. I didn’t take my eyes off his body as he took off his shirt. I saw these abs again and that V disappearing in his shorts. It was SO hot! He sat down again but now started rubbing his butt on the seat of the couch.

“Better?” I asked.

“A bit. Now it’s my shorts that are still itchy. But I’m not wearing any underwear…”

“I don’t mind if you take ‘em off. You have a nice body and I won’t look if you don’t want me to.”

He looked at me and smiled.

“You’re really nice Laura. And I guess I don’t mind that too much” and he stood up. He turned his back to me and dropped his pants.

I was treated to an extremely nice ass. I could see his dick dangling through his legs, but couldn’t see it good enough. Kevin covered his dick with his hands and sat back down again.

“That’s much better!” he sighed and looked back at the television.

I myself couldn’t keep my eyes off of him.

“You look fabulous Kevin,” I said to him in a hoarse voice. “Can I see your penis?”

“Why would you want that?” he asked me with a bit of uncertainty in his voice.

Of course, I couldn’t tell him I needed a more accurate masturbation picture in my mind.

“I’ve never seen a naked boy in real life” I admitted. “And I think you’re really nice to look at.”

Slowly Kevin took his hands out of his lap and shyly looked at me. His circumcised dick was lying on his left thigh. It seemed big on his frame. I guessed it was 4 ½ inches long, but not too thick. His hairless sack was a bit tight, but I could clearly make out his two balls. His whole body was completely hairless.

“What do you think?”

I noticed he was a bit insecure about this.

“It’s fabulous,” I said in all honesty. “You don’t have any pubes yet?”

“I do, but I shave them. I don’t want any hairs peeking out above my speedo’s”

Well. That made sense. I was so turned on by now, I threw all my caution and plans out of the window.

“Can you make it hard for me?”

Kevin then surprised me by asking:

“I can. But it’ll be easier if you take off your shirt, so I can watch your breasts. I’ve ever seen real breasts up close before, but I really want to!”

I didn’t hesitate one second. I lifted my shirt and for the first time let a boy look at my naked breasts.

“Wow! They’re gorgeous!” Kevin said. “And it’s working” he smiled.

I couldn’t keep my eyes off his hardening dick. It came to life with his heartbeat and grew hard in a few seconds. It grew to about six inches and throbbed with his heartbeat and sticking up from his lap.

“Stand up. I can’t see it good enough” I whispered.

Kevin nodded and slowly stood up. And there it was, right in front of my eyes. It was straight with a slight bend to the right at its base. His circumcised glans was red and it had a small clear drop of precum on it. This close I could see some stubble at the base of his dick where he shaved his pubes. He could use a new shave I thought to myself. But I was absolutely mesmerized by his dick. My hand had a mind of its own and I saw it wrap itself around his cock.

“Ohhhh” Kevin moaned.

It was obvious he liked my touch. So did I! His dick was hard and soft at the same time, and it was warm and had an exciting texture and…. I was hooked!! I couldn’t let it go and stop caressing it! Kevin was breathing heavily and moaned again.

“You like what I’m doing Kevin?” I asked with a smile.

“Oh yeah, Laura! It‘s amazing!!” he gasped.

I took his dick more firmly in my hand and moved my fist up and down on it. I paid special attention to his glans and couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I pointed it toward me so I could get a better look at the tip.

“Ahhhh… Ohhhh… Laura… This is grfevsae…. AHHHHHHH!!”

I felt his dick growing fatter in my fist. And at that moment his semen spurted out. The first blast hit me by surprise on my chin. The second and third landed on my tits. After that, it dribbled a bit out of his dick. His sperm felt warm on my tits and the drop on my chin dripped down in my lap. Kevin stood there panting and looking down at me with fear in his eyes.

“I’m so sorry Laura!” he said. His voice was trembling.

I didn’t get it. What was going on here?? He just came buckets due to my short hand job. I thought he would be over the moon now.

“What’s the matter, Kevin?”

“I didn’t mean to shoot my stuff! But your hand was so magnificent and soft and I couldn’t stop it!! And now you’re covered in my sperm! I’m so, so sorry!!”

“Don’t worry about it, Kevin!! It was amazing and it was so hot watching you cum and watch it shooting all over me.” I said and smiled my sweetest smile at him.

“Really!? You’re not mad at me?” He asked surprised.

“No! Of course not you silly!”.

I looked at his softened dick with a drop of cum hanging from its tip. He looked down at where I was looking and smiled a cocky smile.

“This was fucking hot!” He said.

This was the first time I heard my little brother use language like this and it surprisingly turned me on big time. I was of course still horny as hell and needed relief too.

“Yeah. It was fucking hot! YOU are fucking hot! Your cum all over my tits is also fucking hot”.

I saw his dick come to life again.

“You like this dirty language?”

“Yeah…. I do. It’s so hot hearing you talk like this with my dick practically in your face and my cum on your tits.” And then, out of the blue: “I want to see your pussy again!”

“Oh… You do, do you?” I said teasingly. “Why would I do that?”

“Because I’ve seen it before in the car, but didn’t see it good enough. I want to see it completely, so I have a better picture in my mind to jack off to.”

I almost forgot the hypnotic state he was still in. Well… I couldn’t blame him for this of course. This was my initial reason for this after all.

“Sit down” and he immediately sat down on our coffee table with the anticipation beaming from his face.

I decided to give him a little show. I saw a striptease online the other day and figured I could more or less mimic it. I slowly and teasingly pulled down the front of my shorts to just above my slit. I slipped my hands in my shorts and gave my wet clit a little rub. A shiver went through my body and a moan escaped my mouth. Kevin had his hand on his dick and was slowly jacking himself off. I turned around slowly, looking over my shoulder at Kevin. I then pulled down my shorts in one slow move down my legs to my feet. Of course, that meant I stood there fully bend over with my ass and pussy toward Kevin.

“Oh… Wow!” I heard him say.

That urged me on even more. I spread my legs a little and slipped a finger between my lips, making sure Kevin saw how slippery I was.

“Do you like what you see?”

“Oh yes! I can see your pussy real good now. And I can feel my balls tingling again…”

There was that honesty again. I stood up, turned around, and put one leg on the coffee table beside Kevin. This gave him an even better view of my pussy and my lips spread some more.

“You shave it too?”

“Yeah. I like it much better without hair. Makes me feel a bit sexier”

“I like it too. I can see everything now. Where does the penis go in?” he asked.

I wanted to give the best show I could, so I spread my lips and showed him the hole.

“Watch this,” I said and Kevin stopped moving his hand on his dick.

I slipped my middle finger in my pussy and couldn’t hold back a moan. Kevin’s eyes got wide and his hand slowly moved again. This was it. I couldn’t stop myself and started fingering myself in earnest. It was so hot being watched by my masturbating little brother, that my orgasm came quick and hard. It was by far the very best I ever had. I felt my legs go weak and fell back on our couch, still rubbing my clit and sliding my finger in my contracting cunt. I kept coming for at least an hour, or at least that’s how it felt to me. At least it was a lot longer than usual.

I heard Kevin breathing and moaning and when I opened my eyes I saw the sperm flying out of his cock and splatting all over his chest and tight belly. That sight added another level to my orgasm and I came again. I laid there panting and tried getting my breath back. Kevin was looking at me with an extremely horny smile on his face.

“Now we’re both covered in my sperm” he smiled.

“Yeah. You’re right. Give me a minute and I’ll clean it up” I panted.

“Uhm… We could also take a shower” he timidly said.

As I was recovering I looked at Kevin and smiled. It was an erotic sight to see. His penis was halfway down and had another drop of cum hanging on it. On his chest, I saw the cum sliding down toward his dick.

“You’re right. Great idea! Do you want to go first?”

“Uh. I figured we take one together.”

“I know. I’m just teasing you” I laughed. “Let’s go upstairs”

Kevin walked behind me as we went upstairs.

“You sure have a fine ass Laura” Kevin giggled behind me. His face was practically at eye level with my ass going up the stairs.

“Thanks,” I said and exaggerated the swaying of my ass, trying to make it sexier.

I turned on the shower and fiddled with the water temperature. I was bent over a little bit doing this with Kevin standing behind me.

“This is a real nice thing you have here” I heard Kevin say and a moment later I felt his hand caressing my left bum.

It was nice having him touch me. I pretended to be fiddling some more, but the water already had the right temperature. I looked back over my shoulder and saw him smiling and looking intensely at my backside. I stopped the fiddling and stepped in the shower.

“Ahhh. This is nice. You getting in?” I asked as I let the water wash his cum off my body.

Kevin of course wouldn’t let this opportunity go to waste and came in. We have a pretty big shower with one of these rain showerheads. We both stood under the stream, facing each other. Kevin sighed too as he got clean. I looked at the water running over his fantastic body and realized I was still quite horny. But mostly I was feeling a lot of affection toward Kevin. His head was tilted back toward the water and on a whim, I gave him a big, tight full-body hug pressing as much of my body as I could on him. My nipples hardened as I pressed them on his chest. Kevin hugged me back and his hands cupped my ass. I looked him in the eyes and kissed him on his lips. As the water cascaded over our bodies I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue on his mouth. Kevin quickly caught up and opened his mouth too. We started Frenching and I cupped his phenomenal ass too.

Between us, his dick was fully hard again and trying to get up. Now it was pressing at the front of my pussy. I couldn’t ignore it. I liked it and from the back of my mind the thought came up to let my little brother fuck me and take my virginity. Apparently, the thought had lingered there for some time, because it didn’t bother me at all, nor did I feel any hesitation about it. Kevin moved his ass back a little, which meant his dick slapped against his belly and was now pressed between us. We kept kissing pretty hardcore and as I pressed myself even more against him, a little moan escaped his mouth. I abruptly let him go and got down on my knees, my eyes leveled with his dick. I looked at his dick again in full close-up, took it in my hand, and lowered my mouth on it.

“Ohhhhh… Laura! Yess!!” Kevin moaned as I gave my first blowjob.

I did everything I ever read on the internet to make this the best blowjob I could give. I lapped my tongue around his head and under his glans, moved my mouth over his shaft while making my lips hard and soft in the process, every now and then I pressed his dick against my palate. While doing all this, my left hand played with his hairless balls. I really liked his balls… Above the noise of the water running over us, I could hear Kevin’s moaning increase. His hips were moving now too and he was practically fucking my mouth. I kept up as much of the action of my tongue and lips as I could, but moved my hands on his ass to feel his tight muscles move as he fucked my mouth. I was SO turned on by all this, I was on the verge of coming, without even touching myself.

“Ohhh… Ah ah ah ah…. I’m cumming Laura!! Watch out!” Kevin almost screamed.

I had already made up my mind and wanted him to cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste as much of him as I could. Moments later I felt his dick grow even stiffer, Kevin pushed his hips forward and let out some sort of primal grunt. And there it was. His dick pulsed and kicked in my mouth as I felt the first spurt hit the back of my throat. And another one. All in all, I felt three big spurts and two smaller ones. My mouth was now filled with my brother’s cum and I tried to taste it as good as I could. But my mouth was pretty full now with his dick and a lot of cum, so I needed to swallow a bit. I made sure I left a bit in my mouth to savor the taste. With a little pop, I took my mouth off his now softening dick. I stood up while rubbing my body against Kevin. I’ve never been this horny before in my life. It felt like my pussy was on fire! I kissed him hard on his mouth again and slipped my tongue in his mouth. We were now both tasting his sperm, but Kevin didn’t seem to mind.

“That was amazing!!” Kevin said as we broke our kiss. I never came this much in such a short time.

“I know. I couldn’t help myself” and I smiled the most wicked grin I could muster.

“I guess you probably didn’t expect to get your first blowjob from your big sister, did you?”

“This wasn’t my first blowjob” he simply stated, staring blankly into my eyes.

“But it was absolutely the best blowjob. That’s for sure!” he added enthusiastically.

Right. Still that honesty. I needed to fix that.

“Thanks. But, wait. Not your first blowjob?” I asked him, waiting for that honest answer.

“No. Brian and I sucked each other off a few times before we moved over here.”

I knew Brian. He was Kevin’s best friend back home in Florida. He was nice, but not nearly a cutie like Kevin. I accidentally saw him in his underwear once at a sleepover and noticed he was a scrawny kid. On top of that, he had braces and a goofy haircut. So no. Not my type.

“Okay…. How come?”

“We both read about it and saw it online. We wanted to know what it felt like. Brian offered to give me one if I gave one in return. So we did just that. The second time we did it to each other at the same time. It’s called a sixty-nine.”

“I know that you dummy!” I laughed. “I didn’t know you did those things. I’ve never done anything more than just kissing. Until now that is…”

Kevin laughed at that comment and I started laughing because of Kevin laughing.

“Anything more I need to know about your sex life?”

“Brian and I did it one more time on the last sleepover. We didn’t kiss, so I didn’t have any experience with that. Until this day that is” and he laughed again.

“Right… My little brother had more sex than me..” I said, pretending to be gloomy.

“Don’t worry about that. You’ll find someone you like”

“I already found someone I like,” I said and looked him deep in his eyes. “I think I’m in love with you Kevin…”

“Well…. That’s great news because I love you too” he said, looking at me real serious.

Knowing he couldn’t lie, and his deep and intense look caused the butterflies in my belly to do flip-flops, loopings, and a lot of other stuff to make sure I noticed them. Damn! I really was in love! We kissed another passionate kiss while hugging each other again. After a few minutes, we broke the kiss and I turned off the water.

“If we stand here any longer, we’ll look like raisins,” I said.

“You’re right. Let’s get out. Uhmm…. I’d like to dry you off. Is that okay?”

“Sure! I’d like that.”

Kevin got out, which showed me his perfect ass again. He took a towel, turned around to look at me, and quickly dried himself. I looked at his penis flopping from left to right as he dried his back. It was an awesome sight. After that, he took a fluffy towel and started to dry me off. I laid my head on his chest, so he could dry my hair. While he was tenderly drying my hair, I was looking down the front of his body and saw his penis swaying with every move his body made. I was in love with Kevin, that much is true. But I was also very much in love with his dick! I was getting hypnotized myself this way!

Kevin was doing his best to make it as tender as possible. He dried my back and my butt but didn’t inappropriately touch me. He even dried my boobs without trying anything. This was both sweet and frustrating because I wouldn’t mind one bit if he touched me there. When he started doing my feet and legs, he sat on his knees. This put him at eye level with my crotch. At first, he started with my feet and slowly worked his way up my legs. This also made him look at my pussy. Suddenly he bent forward and kissed me on it. He didn’t lick, suck, or nibble. Just a sweet kiss. His hands were now right between my legs. At that point, he dropped the towel and moved his hands even further upwards. I couldn’t hold back a moan as his fingers started to probe around between my legs. I instinctively spread my legs a little more to give him better access. He kissed my pussy again, but this time I felt his tongue poke between the furrow of my lips. As the tip of his tongue touched my clit, I almost cried but could hold it back so it was just a loud moan. His fingers probed some more and I felt a finger enter me. Kevin started licking me for real now and I felt one of his fingers enter me even deeper. Sparks were flying before my eyes.

“Ohhhh…. Kevin!!! Grsssjjeeehrrgg” was all that came out of my mouth at that point.

I was now reaching the point of no return. Kevin’s tongue kept flicking over my clit and his finger was inside of me all the way now. He started moving his finger in and out of me, so he was fucking me with his finger. All the time flicking the tip of his tongue over my clit. He added a second finger and started using his entire tongue on me, which even increased the intensity. I felt him moan on my pussy and that was the trigger for me.

“Aaaarghhh!!” I grunted a low moan and came. And I came hard.

I felt my legs going weak and tumbled down over Kevin. At that point, everything went black….

***

When I opened my eyes, everything was a bit blurred. After a few moments, I could make out Kevin’s worried face. I was a little disoriented, but pretty quickly figured out we were in my parents’ bedroom.

“What happened? Are you okay??” I could hear Kevin was really worried about me.

“I think your wonderful tongue and fingers, knocked me out. Quite literally” I smiled lovingly at him.

“WOW! Really!? You were out of it for a few minutes. I didn’t know what happened, so I picked you up and carried you to the nearest bed”

I felt a lot of love for Kevin at that moment. A warm glow washed over my body. I was also very aware of my pussy still contracting every now and then and it felt like I was on the verge of another orgasm. I’ve never felt like this before. It was like one long orgasm still happening. I couldn’t place it, but it was awesome!

“Come here!” I said and I stretched out my arms inviting Kevin for another hug.

He got my intention and started to hug me while he was still standing beside the bed. I pulled him down, which caused him to fall and lay half on top of me. We both started giggling. Kevin then moved and laid down next to me and kissed me hungrily on my mouth.

“I was worried about you” he seriously said to me.

“I’ve never had such a powerful orgasm! Not even close! THANK YOU!!” and I kissed him too.

Kevin placed his hand on my left boob which caused me to moan in his mouth.

He was lying on his side, his leg draped over me. I could feel his hard dick against my hip as his hand massaged my tit and his fingers played with my hard nipple. My pussy was still lightly contracting and the frequency of it was increasing now. I rolled on top of Kevin without breaking our kiss. I was straddling his waist and felt his hard dick pressed against my still sopping wet pussy. I kept hugging and kissing him and ground my pussy against him. We were both moaning in each other’s mouths. I rolled back, taking Kevin with me, so we were now lying in the traditional missionary position and still making out pretty hardcore. I broke the kiss and looked Kevin in the eye.

“Will you please fuck me, Kevin? I want you to be my first.”

He looked at me with both lust and fear in his eyes and then nodded.

“Yes. Of course! I want that for a long time. Ever since I saw your tits for the first time as you came out of the shower!”

Oh yeah… honesty. I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about, but I’d figure that out a little later. Right now all I wanted was to feel my little brother’s dick inside me and fuck my virginity away.

“Go for it…” I whispered.

He lifted himself up a little and took his dick in his hand. He started poking around, which caused me to see sparks before my eyes again. This was already amazing now. I couldn’t wait for him to enter me.

“This the place?” he softly asked.

I felt the tip of his dick at the entrance of my pussy, which caused it to contract sharply again.

“Ohhh… Yessss. That’s it! Push it in me now!” I urged him on.

And then I felt it. I first felt his glans enter me. I could clearly make out the rim of his head going deeper and deeper inside me. I was so wet by now, he could enter me in one swift motion. But Kevin was agonizingly slow while sliding it in. I guessed he didn’t want to hurt me, but the opposite was true! I wanted his dick all the way inside me! Right now I could feel my lips closing around his shaft and the top was still touching every nerve ending I had in my pussy. I was still contracting and orgasming lightly. I became aware of his balls touching me and the movement of his dick had stopped. I couldn’t think too clearly now and I heard myself panting and moaning.

“Ohhhh…. Laura… I’m all the way in… This is awesome!”

“Ohh… Fuck me! Fuck me now, little brother!! FUCK ME!” I heard myself say.

I felt like I wasn’t completely in control anymore. I wrapped my legs around him, trying to get him deeper inside. I placed one hand right above his butt and the other in his hair. I started to feel his dick moving inside me. This caused my light orgasm to be more prominent and my pussy started contracting harder.

“HMMM… YESSSS!!!!”

I opened my eyes and looked him deep in the eyes. I was a little unfocused, but the look on Kevin’s face was priceless! It was a look of concentration and pure bliss. With my hand, I felt his butt moving and his dick was constantly sending sparks and fireworks before my eyes. If I had died and gone to heaven, I would have believed it. I’ve never, ever felt this good before. Right then the orgasm hit me quick and hard.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGRR”

My pussy was contracting sharply and trying to pull my brother deeper inside me. Through the sparks, I saw his face screw up and he pushed himself as deep inside me as possible. He was cumming too!

“Ohhh… Laura… I’m cumming!”

I felt the tip of his dick was right at the entrance of my womb. And at that point, I could feel spurt after spurt entering my womb. It caused me to cum again… Or still…. Or…. Oh, I didn’t know. The last five minutes were one big, no giant, orgasm. Kevin had gotten me so worked up, horny, and beside myself, that I really felt like I was in heaven.

My pussy kept contracting around his dick as it softened a bit. Kevin was lying on top of me, breathing heavily.

“Are you dead?” I giggled.

“This was fabulous!!” He panted.

“I know….”

Even though Kevin came for the fourth time now in a short time, his dick only went soft a little bit. I squeezed my pussy around it a few times, causing him to shake a little. I kissed him on his cheek and whispered in his ear with the sexiest voice I could find:

“Can you fuck me again please??”

He looked up at me and smiled. His dick got fully hard in a heartbeat and he started moving again and the sparks before my eyes were back again. After a little while, Kevin asked if I wanted to be on top. We turned over without him leaving me. As I sat on top now, the tip of his dick was constantly poking at my cervix. It was nice, but giving complete control to Kevin felt better for me. He was now playing with my tits and I could see that Kevin was enjoying himself and it wasn’t bad for me either, so we fucked like this until Kevin pushed himself up against me and came the fifth time that evening. I still came a few times, but not the full-blown orgasms I had before.

After this, we laid beside each other and got under the blankets. We were both totally spent by now. I cuddled up against Kevin and we both decided to fall asleep in our parent’s bed. Since they would be back late in the evening tomorrow, we wouldn’t get caught sleeping in their bed naked. Kevin kissed me on my head and I pressed my pussy against his leg, trying to get even closer to him.

“I love you” we whispered at exactly the same time and both giggled about it.

“Good night, little brother”

“Good night, big sis!” and I drifted off in a very, very happy sleep.

END Part One

Copyright 2020 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

Wow. That’s it. My first. Completely written by me, Jason Crow. And yeah…. I know!! Hypnotism doesn’t work this way, so don’t bug me about it! 🙂 Once again a pretty long story, but I guess I can’t make short stories. I need the character development. Ah well… Maybe the next one…. For this one I have a few more things In my mind. Laura has the power of The Magnificent Zafar, so why not use it a bit more?!? With that in mind, I decided about halfway that this must me a multipart story. I’m not sure how many parts it’s going to be, but at least two. If you have any suggestions what to do with this story, I’m happy to hear it and maybe will use it in the next part. Just drop a message on the website (https://jasoncrow.eu/blog) or an e-mail: jasoncrowwriter@outlookl.com

By the way… The names Kevin and Laura weren’t chosen randomly. I fan e-mailed me some info about his (sex)life and I asked him if I could use their names. So there it is Kevin, hope you like it!


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