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A Thing as Pure as Love – Chapter Nine

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October 16, 2008

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

Pain…

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thank you,” I whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You nearly did,” he said with a nod.

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

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

“Oh, good,” I whispered.

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

“Huh? Oh. Hunter.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“A little hungry,” I ventured.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hello, Hunter.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

END

Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk. Love is a many splendored
thing!
Ok, did any of you REALLY think I was going to let Chapter 8 be the last one? Come now. Those who paid attention would realize that whenever I end a chapter, it’s “END OF CHAPTER X” , but when I end a story it’s just “END”.

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29-Year-Old Grandfather

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October 12, 2008

29-Year-Old Grandfather
By
Alex Hawk

Probably lot’s of kids wind up losing their virginity because they and the other person are bored. That’s how it was with me. As a result of that, I’ve had an unusual life. Oh, it started out pretty normally. I grew up in a house with my parents and sister. Standard American home. Dad and Mom both worked. I got decent grades in school, etc.

No, the odd part began when I became a father at fourteen after I got my sister pregnant and a grandfather just a few days after my twenty-ninth birthday, after our fourteen-year-old son got his girlfriend pregnant. You might think there’s a story here, and there is. This is that story.

The normalcy of my life changed in the summer of 1992, right after my sister turned twelve. I was thirteen at the time and had been for a couple months. Both our parents worked, so my sister and I had a lot of time alone together. Our house was kind of out in the sticks, so there wasn’t anywhere for us to really go, or any friends to hang out with.

It all got started one morning in early July. I woke up that day without a thought of incest in my mind, though being thirteen I did awake with thoughts of sex in my mind. A few strokes of my penis took care of that, at least for a little while.

After getting dressed I came out to the living room where my sister, Tina, was playing “Super Mario World” on our SNES. We’d gotten it for Christmas and it had saved us both from going slowly mad with boredom through the summer. Well, so far it had, anyhow. I was getting a little tired of it.

“Morning, Eddie,” Tina said, without looking up from the game.

“Hey.”

I grabbed some cereal, ate it and then came back out to the living room where I plopped down next to my sister.

“Wanna play something together?” I asked after a bit.

“Like what?”

“Street Fighter?” I suggested.

Tina shrugged. “Ok, let me save this.”

She saved her campaign against Bowser and I got the games switched out. Soon Ryu and Guile were beating the ever-living crap out of each other on our TV screen. It wasn’t as fun as playing it at an arcade, but it was ok, and better than nothing.

We played for a couple hours, but it started to get bored real quick. My sister and I had played the game so often, we were pretty evenly matched, so it was difficult to really beat each other. We had lots of fights that ended only when the timer ran out.

I looked at the clock after a bit. It was still only 10:30 in the morning. I had a whole day of this kind of boredom to look forward to. I sighed.

“What’s wrong?” Tina asked.

I shrugged. “Just bored. I mean, playing this is fun, but we’ve played it so often, you know? It just kind of gets old.”

“Yeah. Nothing on TV to watch, either,” she said. Our parents wouldn’t spring for cable, so we had only the (fuzzy), channels we could pick up with an antenna.

“Yeah.” I thought for a bit. “Well, any other games you wanna play? Not like just video games, but maybe Monopoly or something?”

Tina thought for a moment and then shook her head. “No, it’s not fun with two people.”

“True.”

“We could play something new, if you want.”

“What?” I asked. I knew we hadn’t bought anything new lately.

“Well, you know I stayed over at Jenna’s house back a few weeks ago?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, her, her brother, one of his friends and me all wound up playing a game together. Maybe you can I can play it.”

“What game?”

“It’s called ‘Truth or Dare’.”

Now, maybe I was stupid, but I actually hadn’t heard of this before. “What is it?”

“Well, it’s a game where you ask the other person if they want to answer a question, that’s ‘Truth’, or if they want to do a dare. If the person you ask the question to lies, and you catch them at it, then they have to do a double-dare, which is a dare they can’t refuse. The same thing happens if they turn down the regular dare. And you can’t take truth more than three times in a row.”

“Oh, ok.” Honestly it sounded pretty boring, but at least it would be something different. “What kind of questions and dares are there?”

“There’s all sorts. The only thing is you can’t dare someone to do something dangerous.”

“That seems reasonable.”

“Yeah, it’s a pretty fun game,” she said. “It’s more fun with more people, but even with just two it ought to be at least a little fun.”

“Ok. So how do we start?”

“Well, we start by me asking you if you want a truth or a dare?”

“Truth,” I said, thinking I might as well play it safe.

“Ok. What’s your favorite movie?”

“’Star Wars’,” I replied.

“Ok. See, that was easy. Now you ask me.”

“Ok, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

I grinned. “Is this game really as lame as I think?”

Tina giggled. “No.”

“Ok.”

“Your turn”.

“Truth.”

“Ok. Have you ever kissed a girl?”

I rolled my eyes. “What kind of question is that for my little sister to ask?”

“The kind you have to answer, or you have to do a double-dare.”

“Yes, I’ve kissed a girl.” Which was true.

“Ok.”

“So which do you want?”

“Truth.”

“You ever kissed a boy?” I sniped back at her.

“Yes,” she said, very matter-of-fact.

“Oh. Ok. Well, I’ll take truth again.”

“Ok, but this is the last time you can take it until you take a dare,” she warned.

“Ok.”

“How many girls have you kissed?”

“One,” I admitted.

“Ok.”

“Which do you want?”

“Truth,” Tina said with a little smile.

“Ok. How many boys have you kissed?”

“Two.”

“Ok.”

“Alright, you have to take a dare now, and if you turn it down, you have to take a double-dare.”

“I know.”

“Ok. Stand on your head.”

“Ok.” I flipped myself around and got into a headstand. Not too hard, really. I used to take gymnastics back when I was a little younger. Of course, since I wasn’t wearing gymnastics gear my shirt flopped down over my face, but that was about the only annoying thing about it.

Tina giggled. “Ok, that’s good enough.”

“Ok.” I flopped back around and sat back down. “Ok, your turn for a dare, then.”

“Ok.”

“Uhm.” I couldn’t think of anything to suggest, so I finally decided to mimic her again. “You do the same thing.”

“Ok.” She got up, moved over to the wall, so she could balance against it a little, and then got into a headstand, just like I had, and, just like with me, her shirt flipped up. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

I swallowed hard, aware that I was getting an erection. Her breasts were still really small, but they were the only ones I’d ever seen in real life. After a good, long look, I said, “Ok. That’s good.”

“Ok.” She flipped around and came back over to sit down. She seemed completely oblivious to what I’d seen. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” I said, just to catch her by surprise.

“Ok. Take off your shirt and leave it off for the rest of the game.”

“What? Why?”

“Cause it’s a dare. If you don’t do it, you’ll get a double-dare.”

“Ok, fine,” I grumbled as I took off my shirt and set it aside. At least I knew what I’d be asking my sister to do next. “Ok, which do you want?”

“Truth,” she said with a sweet and innocent smile.

“Uhm.” Thwarted, I had to think somewhat quick. “Uhm… have you done anything with boys other than kissing?” I asked, unable to think of anything else.

“Yes,” she said with a little smile.

“What?”

Tina shook her head. “You have to wait until I pick truth again.”

“Oh.”

“So which do you want?”

“Truth,” I said.

Coyly, she asked, “Have you ever done more than just kiss a girl?”

I had to shake my head and say, “No.”

“Ok.”

“Truth or dare?” I asked, thinking I’d get to learn something else about my sister.

“Mmmm… dare.”

Argh. Well, I had another idea that was even better. “Ok, you take off your shirt and leave it off.”

“Ok!” My sister said cheerfully as she pulled her shirt off and set it aside. Right-side-up her breasts looked ever nicer. “Truth or dare?”

Without thinking, I said, “Dare.”

“Oh, ok. I dare you to strip down to your underwear.”

“Huh? What? Oh.” My brain caught up to the conversation. I’d meant to pick truth. Grimacing a little, I stood up and lowered my jeans, leaving me just in my boxers. I kind of adjusted things a little and sat back down. “Ok, your turn.”

“Truth.”

Ah. “What other stuff have you done with boys?”

“Everything,” she said simply.

I blinked. “Wow, really?”

“Yeah.”

“Even fucking?”

“Yep.”

“Wow.”

“Truth or dare?” she asked.

“Truth,” I picked, wanting to play it safe, cause frankly this thing seemed to be spinning out of control a little.

Grinning slightly, Tina said, “Do you want to see me naked?”

“Uh…” I went with the lie. “No.”

Tina frowned. “You’re lying, Eddie.”

“No, I’m not,” I protested weakly.

“You got a hard on, right?”

“Well, yeah.”

“So you wanna see me naked.”

I sighed, caught. “Well, yeah, ok, I guess I do,” I mumbled.

“Do what?” she asked sweetly.

“I want to see you naked,” I growled.

“Ha! Now you have to do a double-dare!”

Bracing myself for the worst, I said, “Ok, what?”

To my lack of surprise, she said, “Take off your boxers.”

Sighing, I stood up and pulled my boxers down, not even bothering to hide my erect penis as I sat back down on the floor, aware that my sister was eyeballing it.

Smiling again, my sister said, “Good. I take dare.”

“Get naked,” I said, without even needing to think about it.

With a little smirk, my sister stood up and very quickly dropped her jeans and panties. She stood naked in front of me for a moment and then sat back down, folding her legs under herself “Indian style”. This gave me a great look at what was between them.

“Your turn,” Tina said after a moment.

“Ok. Uh… truth.”

Giving me another sweet little smile, my sister said, “Do you wanna fuck me, Eddie?”

“Uh…” I didn’t know for sure what I should say. Was that an invitation? Was she just messing with me? Finally I decided to be honest, lest I end up with some weird dare. “I don’t know.”

Raising an eyebrow, Tina said, “You don’t know? That lies.” She pointed at my stiff penis.

I shrugged. “I’ve never seen a naked girl before, so of course I’m hard. But, you know, I mean, actually, like, Doing It with you… I don’t know. You’re my sister, after all.”

“So? Jenna lets her brother fuck her.”

Suddenly I had a notion of where this was all coming from. “Well, you’re not Jenna and I’m not her brother.”

Tina shrugged. “Ok, I guess you’re being honest.”

“Good. Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

My mouth went a little dry as I got ready to ask my question. Really, it wasn’t anything I should’ve asked, but I knew I had to. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.” My penis jumped a little bit.

My sister made a point of spreading her legs a little wider as she sat back and smiled at me. “So. Truth… or dare?”

Looking at Tina with her legs spread like that, I was 90% sure I could guess what the dare would be. I chickened out and said, “Truth,” again.

“Oh, ok.” Tina thought for a moment. “If I dare you to fuck me, will you?”

Did I really want to lose my virginity to my little sister as part of some game? To me that was what it boiled down to. I knew it would be wrong as hell, but looking at her like that, and know that she wanted my penis inside her vagina, there was only one real honest answer I could give.

“Yes.”

“Good.” She smiled coyly again. “I take dare.”

I knew that at that point I could’ve dared my sister to do just about anything to me and she probably would. I could have her jerk me, or suck me. I could finger her or go down on her. Anything. I had endless choices, so I, of course, settled for the safe one.

“Come here and give me a hug,” I said.

“Aw, how sweet.” She stood up and walked over to me. “Come on, stand up.”

I did, and my sister and I wrapped our arms around each other, pressing our nude bodies together. It was certain to me as I did this that I wasn’t going to leave this room as a virgin. I knew the next time I picked dare, I’d be getting laid for the first time.

“So what’s it gonna be, Eddie?” my sister whispered into my ear. “Do you want another boring truth, or a much more fun dare?”

“…dare…” I whispered.

“Good. Fuck me.”

“Ok.”

Tina laid on her back, her legs spread wide and said, “Get on top of me. I’ll do the rest.”

“Alright.”

I got myself between my sister’s legs and as I settled down on top of her she took my erection in her hand. She moved it around a little and I felt it touch something warm and moist.

“There. Now just push forward and you’ll be inside me.”

Shaking a little, scared and nervous beyond belief, but also extremely horny, I took a deep breath and pushed with my hips. I had wondered if it was going to be hard to get it in, but no. With that one movement, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis slid smoothly, easily and completely into my little sister’s twelve-year-old vagina.

“Oh, my god,” I whispered as the first wave of pleasure swept over me.

“You like it?” Tina asked, brushing a little hair out of my face.

“Oh, yeah…” I swallowed. “I’m probably gonna cum pretty quick, though…”

She moved her hand off my face and down onto my ass. “I don’t care. Just fuck me.”

Nodding, I began to move back and forth, sliding my penis and in and out of the magical passage that was my sister’s vagina. I wound up lasting a little longer than I expected. I probably fucked her for about two minutes before I finally gasped in pleasure and pushed deep inside, releasing my sperm into my sister’s body.

In retrospect, if that first time wasn’t when my sister got pregnant by me, it was probably within the next few hours after that, given that we did it a total of five times that day and over thirty times during that first week, me cumming inside her each time. Neither of us even discussed the prospect of a baby, but nine months later we had one.

I was a father at fourteen.

* * *

Fast-forward from 1992 to 2007. Our son was born in 1993. To say our parents were incredibly pissed-off would be putting it lightly, especially when they found out I was the father. They had wanted my sister to get an abortion, but by the time they knew she was pregnant it was too late for that.

Tina and I had more or less abandoned our sexual relationship after we found out she was pregnant. It kind of sucked, cause of course I was a healthy boy who liked to get laid as much as possible, but on the other hand, neither of us wanted her to get pregnant again so, yeah. That was the end of that. We could’ve used condoms, of course, and did a couple times, but it wasn’t nearly so fun.

My life progressed reasonably well after our son, Derek, was born. I finished up with my schooling, and after missing six months of classes, Tina got back into school and finished up almost on time. Eventually we both went on to college.

Throughout this, of course, we were raising our child. Initially there had been some concerns about his health and such; after all his parents were brother and sister, but in the end every single test he took, he tested above average in mental and physical development, so that was a good thing.

After college, my sister and I moved into the same city, though in different apartment complexes on opposite sides of town. We took turns taking care of Derek. It was something of a difficulty for him, I know, being aware that his parents were brother and sister. He went out of his way to keep his friends from knowing about it, and I can’t say as though I really blamed him.

When Derek was fourteen, he began spending a lot of time over at my apartment. This was fine with me, as, if nothing else, it gave me someone to play video games with, and gave him some space away from his mother/my sister.

I hadn’t been aware that Derek was sexually active. I knew he masturbated, of course; I found too many socks and washcloths with dried semen on them to guess otherwise. But I had no idea he wasn’t a virgin, and never bothered to ask him.

Of course, given that he was pretty attractive it wasn’t, in retrospect, much of a surprise that he was having sex. He played a couple different sports and had a smile that I knew made all the girls wet.

I found out Derek had a sex life with someone other than his hand one day a week or so after he’d spent about three weeks living at my apartment. I owned a digital video camera that I didn’t use too terribly often, but in this case I was getting ready for a wedding over the weekend and planned to take the camera along. When I dug it out, I saw there was a movie already saved onto the memory card. This confused me, cause I knew I hadn’t recorded anything, so I hooked the camera up to the TV and started it playing.

What I saw up on the screen was a shot of the interior of the bedroom my son used when he was staying with me. What got my attention was the girl laying on his bed, flipping through a magazine, wearing only a t-shirt and a pair of panties. Her name was Samantha and I knew she’d been dating Derek, though I had no idea the relationship had reached the level it had.

The view of her was followed right away by a shot of my shirtless son looking into the camera.

“Ok, I think it’s going,” he said, as he turned and walked towards the bed. I noticed he was only in his boxers.

“You’re gonna erase this, right? Once we’re done?” Samantha asked him.

“Of course.” Derek settled down on the bed as she set the magazine aside.

“Ok, good. Last thing I need is people seeing me doing a porno.”

The two kids began to kiss. I found myself starting to get a hard-on, and knew that I should, by all rights, just turn on this movie off and delete it. But I was curious to see what happened.

As they made out, my son began pulling Samantha’s t-shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath and had rather decent breasts. I found myself getting jealous of my boy as he started sucking on them. I mean, yes, the girl was, if I remembered correctly, about thirteen, but she was a very NICE thirteen.

Samantha began moaning a little and reached inside my son’s boxers. Then she extracted his penis and began stroking it. Despite myself, I found that I was looking at Derek’s erection and thought that it might’ve been a little larger than mine was at his age, and at least the girl he was about to stick it in wasn’t his sister.

I’d been kind of rubbing at the lump in my pants as I watched all this, getting more and more horny with each passing second. Then as Samantha then lowered her mouth down around my son’s erection, I couldn’t take it anymore. Feeling more than a little guilty, I reached inside my pants and extracted my penis, beginning to masturbate slowly as I watched my son and his girlfriend getting it on.

While Samantha blew Derek, he began tugging at her panties and soon had them off. He moved his body around and the two started to sixty-nine. Oral sex with women was something I’d never gotten into, and I felt bad about that. I was pleased to see my son didn’t seem to have any problems with it.

After a couple minutes of this, Derek said something to Samantha. I couldn’t make it out, but I guessed what it was when she sat up and the two of them went back to kissing as Derek began to lay her down on her back.

Derek got between Samantha’s legs and grinned at the camera as he started to finger her, his penis pointing straight up at the ceiling. My son did look pretty good naked, I had to admit. If I was the kind of guy who went after teenage boys, I’d probably have been crawling all over him. As it was, I just did my best to pay most of my attention to Samantha while I masturbated to the two of them.

“You ready?” Derek asked after a couple minutes.

“Oh, yeah,” Samantha replied, smiling at him.

Derek moved so that he was on top of her. I couldn’t see the penetration, but I could tell by the way his body moved that he’d just slid his fourteen-year-old penis into her thirteen-year-old vagina. Bareback, I noticed, though I didn’t think too much of it at the time.

Derek gave a couple little thrusts into Samantha’s vagina and then said, “Feel good?”

“Yeah…”

“Cool.”

Derek began fucking in earnest, then, his tight young ass rising and falling as he screwed his girlfriend. It was very much the hottest thing I’d ever seen, and I began masturbating faster and faster, wondering if I could hold off cumming until after Derek. To my surprise, after only about three minutes of intercourse, Derek pulled back, his teenage penis slapping against his stomach as it withdrew from his girlfriend’s vagina.

“Doggie style?” he asked.

“Ok.” Samantha got up on all fours, facing the camera.

Derek got behind her and slid his penis back inside. He began fucking slowly, grinning at the camera and giving a little thumbs up before putting a hand on each of Samantha’s hips and fucking a little faster. God, he looked hot doing that, I thought, then turned my attention to his girlfriend’s breasts, swinging back and forth as my son screwed her.

I actually had to let go of my penis at this point. I was getting way too close to cumming, and I wanted to prolong things, so that I could appreciate this video as much as possible, since I entirely planned to delete it after I was done watching it. Of course, Derek had probably planned the same thing and hadn’t done it. I wondered if he was masturbating to the video on a regular basis?

Derek suddenly pulled out after a few minutes and said, “I got an idea,” as he jumped off the bed and walked towards the camera, his erect penis swinging as his body moved and giving me a view of the fact that he shaved his pubes. The picture got messed up for a few moments as he disconnected the camera from the tripod, then stabilized a bit as he took it back to the bed.

“Lay back down,” he said. “I wanna get a shot of me putting it in.”

“Ok.” Samantha laid on her back, her legs spread. As the camera centered on her vagina, I saw her pubes were as shaved as my son’s. I wondered if this was typical among kids these days?

Derek’s penis came into view, and he began rubbing the tip up and down against his girlfriend’s vagina. After a bit, I saw the camera sort of move as he redistributed his weight, and then watched as his erection disappeared into Samantha’s body.

“Oh, wow, that’s hot!” Derek said as the last of his penis sank into Samantha’s vagina, mashing their bare pubes together.

“Well, you’ll have to let me see it when we’re done,” Samantha said.

“Here, film me fucking you,” Derek said, handing the camera off to Samantha. The pictured was again messed up until she got things stabilized and pointed it at my son’s sexy, naked body.

“Ok, ready.”

I watched as Samantha panned the camera all over Derek’s body as he fucked her. She spent quite a bit of time focusing on where their bodies joined, but also focused on his face a few times. It was very hot seeing the expression there was my son got laid.

She had the camera focused on his chest when Derek gasped out, “Get my… face as… I cum…”

“Ok.”

Derek’s face appeared on my screen, his mouth open and his eyes looking down at Samantha. Suddenly he let out a little grunt, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as the pleasure washed over him. I pictured his penis twitching inside Samantha’s vagina as his sperm shot into her.

Once Derek was done cumming, he looked back down into the camera, a little bead of sweat working its way down his face. The look of pure happiness and bliss I saw there was enough to finally push me over the line, giving me my own orgasm. I felt a little guilty at the fact that I was cumming while seeing my son’s face after intercourse, but I dealt with it.

“How did I look?” he asked as I began to clean up.

“Real hot,” she said, moving the camera down to catch the sight of my son’s still-erect penis withdrawing from her vagina, a little bit of sperm at the tip.

Derek took the camera from her and panned it all over her rather sexy nude body. “Cool. We really gotta do this again sometime.”

“Ok, but make sure you delete that.”

“I will,” he promised, then the screen went dark.

Well, I thought as I cleaned up. THAT was certainly interesting. I wasn’t sure, at first, what I was going to do with the video. In the end, I wound up just erasing it. After all, I still needed to use this thing for the wedding I was going to.

Given that Derek hadn’t been using a condom when he fucked Samantha, it wasn’t a great surprise when he came to me one day about two months later and said he’d gotten her pregnant. He’d wanted her to get an abortion, but she’d been dead against it, and so it was that just a few months later she gave birth to a healthy baby girl.

I was a grandfather at twenty-nine.

END

Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Never let it be said I don’t show the consequences of unsafe sex with your sibling! 🙂 Hope you liked it!

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Arthur and Ellie

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October 14, 2008

Arthur and Ellie
By
Alex Hawk

During the winter of my thirteenth year my sex life, which to that point had basically involved just my left, and occasionally right, hand, took a great shift towards actual, real life sex. The great change occurred when my aunt and uncle came to visit for Christmas and New Year’s. They brought along their fourteen-year-old daughter, my cousin, Ellie.

Ellie was absolutely beautiful. I’d had a major crush on her for… well, forever! She had a vaguely elven look to her features. Wonderful green eyes. Beautiful blonde hair. And a body that seemed to get better each and every time I got to see her.

We had only a small, two-bedroom house. The arrangement was made, when our guests arrived, that my aunt and uncle would share the hide-a-bed in the living room. After much discussion, Ellie was given my bed, and a small cot was put into my bedroom for me to sleep on. I wasn’t overly happy about that part. I would have rather just shared the bed with her, but there was no way I was telling my parents, or hers, that.

The first night that Ellie stayed with me, we spent most of the night watching TV. Finally we retired to the bedroom. Once we got there, I got down to my boxers and t-shirt and got into the cot. Ellie went into the bathroom and came out wearing a nightgown. She turned off the light and got into my bed.

“You have a very comfy bed, Arthur,” she said after a moment.

“Yeah, I know,” I grumbled, annoyed at how uncomfortable the cot was.

“Poor Arthur, stuck down there,” Ellie said with a little giggle in her voice. “I feel bad for you.”

“I bet.” I shifted around uncomfortably. “You feel so bad, let me come up there with you,” I suggested, not really thinking she’d go for that idea.

“Well, I don’t know… I don’t wear anything when I sleep.”

“What?” I was puzzled. “I thought I saw you put on a nightgown?”

Something flew out from the bed and landed on me. Her nightgown. “I took it off under the covers.”

“Oh…”

“But I guess if you don’t mind sleeping next to a naked girl, you can come up here.”

My heart leapt into my throat and my penis instantly hardened up. “What? Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok… if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t.”

Shakily, I got up off the cot and made my way over to my little bed. I got under the blanket next to Ellie and laid there flat on my back, unable to believe I was actually in a bed with a naked girl and wondering what was going to happen next.

I didn’t have to wait too long. As I laid there, Ellie rolled over and put an arm around me, snuggling up close.

“I like to cuddle when I sleep,” she explained. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“No!” I squeaked. I could actually feel her bare breast against my arm!

“Good,” she snuggled even closer and then said, “Hmmm…”

“What?”

“Well, it doesn’t seem really fair that I’m naked and you’re not.”

It took a moment for that to sink in. “You want me to be naked with you?”

“It’s only fair, don’t you think?”

“Yes,” I managed to say.

“Well, then.”

I sat up and pulled my t-shirt off my body. Then I laid back down and wiggled out of my boxers. Now feeling very aroused and very exposed, I laid back down next to Ellie.

“That’s better,” she said, running a hand down my bare chest.

I sucked in my breath. “Thank you…” I whispered.

Ellie snuggled a little closer to me, and now I felt her breasts pressing much harder into my body. “I really like you, Arthur.”

“I like you, too.” It sounded lame, but who could think of anything original under circumstances like this?

Ellie’s hand moved from my chest down to my stomach. My heart began beating about a million miles an hour as the hand went lower and lower. I felt it brush gently against the tip of my penis and stifled a gasp. I wasn’t able to stifle one when her hand wrapped around my throbbing teenage erection.

“I like this, too,” Ellie said, a little giggle in her voice.

“Oh… that’s nice…” was all I could think of.

Ellie giggled again. “You’ve never done anything with a girl, have you?”

“Not really,” I admitted.

“I’ve done lots with boys,” she said in a voice of authority. “I even lost my virginity a few months ago!”

“Really?” I never knew anyone who’d had sex before. Some of my friends claimed they’d gotten laid, but I figured they were lying.

“Oh, yes.”

“Cool…”

Ellie took her hand off my penis and took my hand in hers. She guided it up and placed it onto one of her wonderfully pert little breasts. I swallowed hard in surprise as I felt the nipple against my palm.

“Move your hand around a little,” Ellie suggested.

“Like this?” I asked, moving a bit.

“Yeah…” Her hand returned to my penis, stroking me just a little.

Ellie turned her face towards mine, then, and the next thing I knew she was kissing me tenderly on the lips. I was surprised, but I did my best to kiss back. I’d kissed a couple girls before, but never like this, of course. I certainly wasn’t prepared when my cousin began to work her tongue into my mouth, but I didn’t stop her. It was pretty nice. Her mouth tasted of peppermint and chocolate, which was no shock since we’d had hot chocolate with candy canes in it not too long ago.

Then Ellie rolled me onto my back and began kissing a path down my chest and stomach. No sooner had I figured out her destination, than I felt the sweet sensation of her tongue licking along the shaft of my penis. Before I could really get used to that, she opened her mouth and slid it all the way down my virgin erection. I was getting my first blowjob!

“Oh, Ellie…” I whispered, placing a hand on the back of her head. This was the most amazing thing I’d ever felt in my life. I knew it wouldn’t be too long before I came. It would be the first orgasm I’d ever had with another person, and even now I could feel it building. “Ellie?” I gasped.

“Mpmh?”

“I’m gonna… cum soon…”

I expected my cousin to take her mouth off me at that point, but to my surprise she just started going faster and faster. I did my best to hold back, but when the orgasm finally hit, my penis nearly exploded with pleasure as my sperm fired off into Ellie’s mouth. I was dimly aware of her swallowing as she kept her mouth on me.

When I was done cumming, Ellie lifted her face off my penis and began kissing her way back up my body until she reached my mouth. I was a little reluctant to kiss her given that my sperm had just been in her mouth, but aside from a little saltiness I couldn’t taste anything too strange.

Besides, I was too distracted as I realized that with her positioned like she was, she was basically sitting on my still somewhat hard penis. I could feel it against something a little wet and I wondered if it was her vagina.

Ellie broke the kiss and smiled at me. “Having fun?”

“Yeah, of course…”

“Good.” She kissed me again and then giggled. “You know what, Arthur?”

“What?”

“I’ve had a major crush on you for like years.”

“You have?” I blinked.

“Yeah. Ever since we were little.”

“Wow… cool. I’ve had a crush on you for a long time, too.”

“Cool.” We started kissing some more and then my cousin said, “You wanna try something?”

“What?”

“Doing to me what I just did to you.”

I thought about it for about a tenth of a second. “Sure!”

“Cool.” Ellie rolled off me and laid down on the bed next to me. “Ok, get your face down between my legs.”

I scooted down under the blanket. I couldn’t see a damn thing, of course. “So what I do?” I asked from down there.

“Give me your hand.” I did what I was told. Ellie took my hand in hers and pressed it against something that felt… well… odd, but not in a bad way. “That’s my clitoris. When I tell you to start, you lick your tongue all over that, ok?”

“Ok.”

She moved my hand down and for an instant I felt one of my fingers pressing against something warm and wet, and then felt my finger slipping into a place beyond my imagination. “That’s my actual vagina. Sticking your tongue in there will feel really good for me.”

“Ok,” I said, a little weakly.

“Beyond that, just lick everything around there you can, ok? Along the sides and stuff.”

“Alright.”

Ellie pulled her hand away, leaving me with a finger stuck into her vagina. “Whenever you’re ready, Arthur.”

A little nervous and uncertain, I stuck my tongue out and flicked it alongside her clitoris. It didn’t taste like much of anything. Emboldened, I began licking more and more, running my tongue all over the little knob, and eventually working it up into my cousin’s vagina, joining the finger that I figured I should be moving around.

From the way Ellie was acting, I knew I had to be doing things basically right. She kept moaning into a pillow and squirming around. She must’ve really been having a good time! It was so cool that I could make a girl feel good like this.

After a few minutes of me eating her out, Ellie reached down and pulled gently on my head. I took the hint and began kissing a path up her body, just like she’d done for me. When I reached her mouth, she kissed me passionately and held me tight against her, my penis resting directly against her vagina. For the first time I was now totally aware of what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, Ellie reached down and gave my erect penis a couple gentle strokes, and then moved it around a little. I felt something warm and wet against the tip and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize where I was.

“Put it in me, Arthur,” she whispered.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I took a deep breath and gave a little push with my hips, feeling myself sink inside just a little. I pulled back and pushed forward twice more and before I knew it I had every bit of my thirteen-year-old virgin penis buried inside the molten warmth of my cousin’s amazingly wonderful fourteen-year-old vagina. I let out the breath I’d been holding as my pubic hair met Ellie’s. That was it. I’d never be a virgin again!

“Oh, god, Arthur,” she whispered. “Oh, you’re so nice…”

I couldn’t speak, I could only grin stupidly. I was getting laid! Who could think at a time like this?

“Move it in and out, ok? Go real slow…” she said as her hands moved down to rest on my butt.

I nodded and started moving my hips slowly back and forth, savoring the unbelievable bliss of having my penis inside a girl for the first time. Oh, god, it was wonderful in there. Like nothing I’d ever even imagined! Who could imagine something like this?

As I fucked my cousin for the first time, I was really happy that I’d already cum a few minutes before. If I hadn’t, I’d never have managed to last. As it was, I managed to screw Ellie for about five minutes altogether before I felt the familiar tingling sensation in my body. I pushed hard into her in a series of rabbit like thrusts as my penis erupted with sperm, splashing it’s load into a girl’s vagina for the first time in my thirteen years of life.

When my orgasm was complete, I collapsed onto Ellie’s body, both of us breathing hard and covered in sweat. It was, without a doubt, the most wonderful night of my life.

Ellie and I fucked a lot more during the next two weeks. She showed me every position that she knew and taught me everything she could about how to make a girl feel good in bed. It was a wonderfully educational experience.

Unfortunately, one aspect of her teaching that was lacking was birth control. Two months after she’d left, she called me and told me she was pregnant and there was no question that I was the father. My stomach did a little lurch to the right at that point.

Needless to say, when our parents found out they were Not Happy. I endured every lecture they could come up with. There wasn’t much they could do about it, though, and in the end Ellie ended up giving birth to our daughter nine months after our first fuck. I got to see the baby when we visited them during the holidays, though they were smart enough to keep me and Ellie away from each other. We managed to find a way to fuck twice, but that was about it.

Now I have a girlfriend and I’m about to start high school. I get to see my daughter every few months and I still keep in touch with Ellie, of course. She’s my cousin, after all. She’s got a boyfriend herself now, and that’s fine with me. I wish I hadn’t gotten her pregnant, but I certainly had no regrets at all about losing my virginity to her.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. ?siht daer uoy naC

Not much of a story, admittedly. No real character development or plot. That’s ok, though. Sometimes it’s nice to just work on a little something like this as practice, and I think it turned out pretty nice, so hey!

4

Fact Versus Fiction

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October 21, 2008

Fact Versus Fiction
By
Alex Hawk

You all know me from my work. You don’t know my name. Not my real name at any rate. I write as Jason Crow, and I’ve done about 60 stories, give or take. Porn stories all of them. They tend to be heavy on the subjects of incest and teen sex. They’re pretty popular, I guess. I average about one or two bits of fan mail in my email box every day.

One day my fame on the Internet wound up paying off more than I’d expected.

It was a pretty average day, really. I’d worked hard and was looking forward to getting home, relaxing and jerking off. Maybe writing a few bits on my latest story. I also, of course, had to check my email.

Booting up the computer, I sat down at my desk, ready to go. Once my connection was established I visited www.operamail.com, where I have my mailbox. I read the first two letters. Nothing special. One was spam and the other was an email from a girl who said she loved reading my stories, and was I done yet with part 14 in this long-ass 14 part series I was writing? I updated her, thanked her and went onto the last bit of new mail from someone named Miloboi91.

hey dude (the mail said) i really like reading ur stories u really kno how 2 write like a teen 🙂 my sister and me love 2 read ur stories 2gether. im 14 and shes 13 so where like the kids in ur stories. sometimes we even like play with r selves while we read them like jerk off and stuff u kno? we never do stuff 2 each other tho we think about it sometimes
ne way ur stories r hot thanks for writing them! take care dude
milo and kassie

“God, what a mess,” I thought, desperately wanting a red pen to go over the text with. Still, it was a nice bit of mail, even if it was, I figured, total bullshit. I’d get letters like this every once in a while. I figured most of them, if not all, were adults pretending to be teenagers. Eh. That was probably for the best. The last thing I needed was to be in contact with REAL teens on the Internet.

Hey, Milo and Kassie (my reply began). It’s nice to hear from you! I’m glad you enjoy my work, even if you are a little too young to be reading it (I always threw that in when I figured it even MIGHT be real kids. CYA, you know). ^_^ It’s cool you feel comfortable reading together like that. You probably read in some of my notes on my stories that I had sex with my sister when I was younger. It was a lot of fun. ^_^ If you guys ever take it up a notch, let me know.

Thanks for reading, thanks for writing! – Jason Crow

Then I hit send and went off to a few other websites. About thirty minutes later, as I was downloading some porn, I thought I’d check my email again. Just in case. Much to my happy surprise there was a letter from Milo.

thanks for writing back dude its real cool 2 hear from u 🙂 yah my sister and me talk about doin more but we havent yet but maybe we might soon 🙂 did u and ur sister really like do everything even fuck? were both virgins and i wanna try fuckin kassie but shes not sure about it yet
we took a pic and put it at the end of the message. hope u like it! bye
milo and kassie

I scrolled down and looked at the pics. They showed a boy and a girl sitting at a desk in what looked like a bedroom. Nothing really big. They looked like they were in their early teens and could have been brother and sister. Pretty cute, too. What really got me to sit up and take notice, though, was the fact that they were holding up a bit of paper on which they’d written “Hey, Jason!”

“Well, now…” I said as I sat back to consider my next move. Of course, if there was even a chance they were really teenagers, my smart move would be to run for the hills. But I wasn’t entirely convinced. I knew that with the right software, one could easily make it look like that bit of paper had anything on it. It didn’t really mean anything, but it helped.

After thinking for a few moments, I had my reply in mind.

Hi, guys! Thanks to YOU for writing back so soon! ^_^ Yes, my sister and I did everything together, including intercourse (this was a lie. I’d neve done anything with my sister. I just got off on telling people I did). I lost my virginity to her, though she wasn’t a virgin the first time we did it. We were almost the same age as you guys, too. I was thirteen and she was twelve. You’re a year older than me, Milo! Better hop to it! ^_^

That’s a nice picture. I love the sign. ^_^ You’re both pretty cute. If you guys lost your virginities to each other, I wouldn’t know who to envy more, you or her. ^_^ If you wanna send another pic, do it with Milo’s shirt off and Kassie making a stupid face. ^_^ – Jason Crow

I figured that last bit would help verify what they really were. Sadly, it looked like it was going to be a while before I found out because the mail server that I used decided to start crashing when I checked on it about a half-hour later. Damn. It stayed down all night. Finally, grumbling, I gave up, admitted defeat and went on to other things.

* * *

The entire next day at work, I was really distracted. I kept flubbing my lines and had to go over again. The director was getting understandably pissed. I did voice-over work. I had the script right in front of me. It wasn’t like it was difficult.

Finally I made it back through the chaos of rush hour traffic in Los Angeles and back to my apartment in Woodland Hills. I parked my car and raced inside, turning on my computer before I even turned on the lights. I wanted it to boot up while I did everything else I needed to do.

Thank god the mail system was back up. I would have gone insane if I’d had to wait very much longer. Hopping into my account I saw a series of four letters, one of which was from Milo! I tore through the other three and then opened up that one.

hey dude glad u liked r sign 🙂 we did what u said and the picture is down at the bottom
its kool u and ur sister used 2 fuck kassie wants 2 know did it hurt her the first time u guys did it and werent u worried about havin a baby?
ne way thanks 4 talkin with us its pretty kool ur nice 🙂 bye
milo and kassie

And there it was, down at the bottom, a picture of the same boy and girl. His shirt was off, and she was making a stupid face. He was, too, even though I hadn’t asked that.

Now I’d gone from being 90% certain they were fakes to being 90% certain they were real. What next?

Nice picture, but too many clothes. ^_^ Yeah, its nice talking in email like this, but if you like, you can get onto ICQ and contact me there (I threw on a link to my account). Then we can talk a little more easily.
Take care! – Jason Crow

About ten minutes later, as I was typing a little on my latest story (I’d promised people I’d have part 14 done by now, damnit!), my ICQ made a little sound. Daring to hope, I clicked, finding out that, indeed, Milo had contacted me!

[hey dude]
Holy shit! [Hey, guys!]
[kool now we can talk like this 🙂 ]
[Yeah, or more if you have the right software.]
[what u mean]
[Well, you have a cam, right? You can set that up so that you’re streaming video to me. Then I can see you while we talk. ^_^ I’d set up one myself, but I don’t have a cam. 🙁 ]
[we can huh/] came the reply. [how]

I walked them through the process and sat back to wait and wonder.

Moments later a screen popped up. I clicked on it and there, large as life, was a view of Milo and Kassie sitting side-by-side at his computer. I could even hear their voices.

“Let me see if he can see us,” Milo said. He typed onto his keyboard and I saw [can u see us] on my screen.

[Yes, and hear you, too. You can just talk if you like. I DO have a mike, even if I don’t have a cam, so I’ll set that up and we can talk directly.]

“Hey, he says he can hear us. Cool. Hey, Jason!” he said. He and Kassie waved at the camera.

I turned on my mike and got it working. “Can you hear me now?”

“Yeah.”

“Good!”

They both laughed and Kassie said, “It’s so cool we’re really talking with you!”

“For me, too. I’m glad you guys aren’t fakes. I had a mental image of some eighty-year-old potato farmer from Idaho trying to talk with me pretending to be a teen.”

Both kids laughed. Milo said, “Not that old yet!”

“How old are you?” Kassie asked.

“Thirty,” I said. In my little FAQ I put out about me, I’d shaved a few years off, but I figured I might as well be honest now.

“Cool,” she replied.

I looked into their bedroom. “Hey… is that a Dodgers pennant?”

Milo looked over his shoulders. “Yeah.”

“Cool! You guys live in LA?”

“Yeah, we do. Well, kind of anyhow. We actually live in Canoga Park.”

I was floored. They lived within only a few miles of me! Holy shit! “Cool. I live in Woodland Hills.”

“Wow, really?” Milo said. “Hey, we’ll have to meet up some time!”

“That might be cool. So you guys like my stories, huh?”

“Yeah, they really rock!” Kassie said.

I laughed. “Glad to know it.”

“Yeah, we’ve been reading them for like a couple months now,” Milo added.

“And you like… shall we say… enjoying yourselves while you read them?” I asked.

They giggled again and Kassie said, “Yeah. Well, it was his idea, but I like doing it, too.”

“Do you do it to each other, or just yourselves?”

“Just ourselves,” Milo said.

“So I bet you’re both pretty horny right now, huh?” I asked with a slightly fake laugh.

Milo and Kassie laughed in return as he said, “Yeah, I am anyhow.”

“I am, too, kinda.”

“Well… you wanna know a way to repay me for all the stories of mine you’ve gotten off to?”

“How?” Milo asked.

“Well, if you want, you could to it right now and let me watch,” I said, reaching down to adjust my incredibly hard penis.

“Right now?” Kassie asked, trading a look with her brother.

“Sure.”

Milo looked at Kassie and shrugged. “I don’t mind if you don’t mind.”

“I guess it’s ok,” she responded after a minute.

“Ok.” He looked at the cam. “We like to be naked when we do it. Is that ok with you?”

“Sure,” I said, trying not to cheer.

Both teens stood up and started undressing before my eyes. First went the shirts, then the pants and then lastly the underwear. Once they were both nude they sat back down. I couldn’t really tell what their proportions were, but they looked nice, that was for certain. As soon they sat down their hands went to their genitals and they started masturbating.

“Now THAT’S a wonderful sight,” I said with total sincerity as I pulled out my penis and began rubbing.

Sounding nervous, both kids giggled. Milo said, “Are you doing it, too?”

“Yeah,” I replied, stroking slowly.

“Cool,” he said.

“So what did you and your sister used to do?” Kassie asked, finger slipping around her vagina.

“Everything,” I lied easily. “We started out just masturbating together, and then we started to do it with each other and it went from there.”

Kassie nodded. “Cool.”

“What she really liked when we first started out was having me sucking on her nipples while she fingered herself.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, she said it was really incredible.”

Both kids traded a look, getting notions.

“That’s something you guys could do with each other,” I hinted. “Just to start out with at least.”

“You wanna, Kassie?” Milo said.

“I guess. If it feels good.”

“Alright.” Not removing his hand from his penis, Milo leaned down and kissed his sister’s right nipple. I nearly came right then and there as I looked at this bit of incest. If I could actually get them fucking… damn!

“How’s that feel, Kassie?” I asked as Milo continued his work.

Kassie sucked in her breath. “Your sister was right…”

“You got a finger inside you?”

“Yeah…” she said with a gasp.

“Let Milo put his inside you while he sucks you,” I suggested.

“Oh… alright…” I saw her hand move aside.

Probably unable to believe his luck, Milo moved his hand down between his sister’s legs. He fumbled around for a bit, then looked down and I saw the look on Kassie’s young face change as her brother’s finger entered her vagina.

“Oh, god…” she whispered so quietly I barely heard it.

“You like that?” Milo asked.

“Yeah…”

He started sucking on his sister’s bare breast while continuing to finger her vagina. Knowing that they were both having a great time, I figured I might as well increase the pleasure for Milo.

“Kassie?”

“Yeah…?”

“You think you could play around with Milo’s penis a little?”

She looked down between her brother’s legs and nodded. I could barely see what she was doing from the angle I was at, but it was pretty obvious when she put her hand around her brother’s penis because he jumped a little and began fingering her faster.

Jesus, I thought. This was really incest! I couldn’t believe I was lucky enough to get to see this, especially since they were both teens and virgins! This was like a wet dream come to life for me! Now I just HAD to get them to fuck.

Suddenly those thoughts were sidetracked when Milo let out a strangled moan. Seconds later his sister called out, “Ew! Gross! MILO!”

“Sorry… sorry…” the boy whispered as he staggered onto his chair, penis still twitching.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sorry, Kassie. I’m guessing he made a bit of a mess.”

“Yeah, a bit…” She was wiping her hand off on the side of the chair.

“Wait, don’t get rid of all of it yet,” I said, an idea taking hold.

“Ok.” She looked into the cam.

“Take some of it and rub it around and in your vagina. My sister always loved it when I did that.” This was pure fabrication, but it made sense.

“Ok,” Kassie said, sounding doubtful. But then she started to do it and her eyes went wide. “Wow! You weren’t kidding!” She began going faster and faster and then suddenly gasped, twitched and shuddered as she experienced her orgasm.

Once she’d come down from her orgasmic high, I said to the kids, “That was great, guys! Did you have fun?”

“Oh, yeah,” Milo said with a grin.

Kassie nodded and said, “Yeah, that was cool.”

“Great!” I took a breath. “You know… if you guys want, we can meet up in person at some point? Say at the mall?”

The children traded looks. Milo said, “Sure, I guess. Like tomorrow?”

“Ok. How about at four down in the food court?”

“Sounds good.”

“Ok, see you guys then.”

“Bye,” Kassie said as her brother waved and broke the connection.

Well… I had something to look forward to!

* * *

The Topanga Plaza Mall was just a short walk from my house on Victory. I’d gone there a lot over the years whenever I needed to pick up this or that. In this case I’d be picking up something entirely different from usual.

I entered the mall and went down to the food court. I’d shown up early. I walked over to Tommie’s and got myself a chilli-cheeseburger, fries and a Coke. Then I found a table in a quiet area and sat to wait.

I didn’t have to wait too long. I was only there sitting for about five minutes before I saw Kassie and Milo walk into the food court. I smiled. In person they were even more beautiful than on the screen.

“Milo, Kassie!” I called out waving. They looked at me, waved a little nervously and walked over.

“Jason?” Milo asked.

“More or less.” I shook their hands. “Have a seat. Want some of my fries?”

“Sure,” Milo said, helping himself.

“Wow…” Kassie said. “I can’t believe we’re, like, really meeting you!”

“In the flesh,” I said, striking a little pose.

“So… what now?” asked Milo.

I took a breath. “Well, we can either hang out here for a while, or, if you guys want, we can walk back to my apartment. It’s only a few minutes from here.”

They exchanged looks with each other again. Slowly Milo said, “Well… I guess that’ll be ok. You seem alright.”

“I’m pretty average,” I agreed. “You guys want something to eat before we go? My treat.”

“No, I’m good,” Milo said.

“Me, too,” Kassie replied.

I stood and gathered up my things. “Then let’s go!”

Making our way out of the mall we started talking about any number of things. With Milo I mostly talked about baseball. We both laughed at the idea of a team called “The Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim”, and justly so.

Kassie was largely quiet through the walk. Consumed in her own thoughts.

When we got to my (overpriced) apartment I let the kids inside and showed them around. Then I got them each a Coke and we sat down in the living room.

“Well!” I said. “You guys wanna take a look at my latest stories? The ones I’m still writing?”

“Sure!” said Kassie.

“Yeah, that’d be sweet.”

“Come on, then.” I stood up and lead them into the bedroom. I’d left my computer booted up when I’d headed out earlier. I called up a couple partial stories and then moved aside and said, “Here, take a look.”

Kassie sat in the chair at the computer itself while Milo pulled up a smaller chair and sat next to her. She began to scroll through the story. It was about a brother and sister couple, strangely enough the boy was fourteen and she was thirteen, who wind up getting horny after reading some porn and eventually end up fucking. I’d gotten it to the part where the kids had masturbated each other to orgasm and were pondering more. It had taken me the better part of the morning to write the damn thing.

“Well, gee,” Milo said with a smirk. “I wonder who THIS is about?”

“I wonder?” I laughed.

Kassie looked at me. “So what happens next in the story?”

“I don’t know. What do you think happens?”

She shrugged. Milo said, “I think they should have sex.”

“I think you’re right,” I said. Looking at Kassie, I asked, “Do you think they should?”

“Yeah,” she said softly after a moment.

“I was thinking,” I went on, “that maybe they might meet an older man who could show them how to do it. What do you both think?”

Kassie said, “That would probably make it easier for them.”

“Yeah.”

“Why not take off your shirt, Kassie?” I suggested.

Moving slowly, like she was in a dream, Kassie pulled her t-shirt off her body. She followed that by dropping her bra to the floor, exposing her lovely teenage breasts.

Taking a chance, I leaned forward and cupped one of her small breasts. She shuddered and closed her eyes. Looking at Milo, I said, “Take off your shirt, too, and then put your hand on the other one and do what I do, ok?”

“Ok.” He removed his shirt and closed his hand over his sister’s other breast.

I gently massaged Kassie’s breast and then began circling her nipple with my fingertips, watching as Milo followed my every move. Kassie seemed to be in heaven, and things only got more heavenly when I leaned down and started sucking on her nipple, her brother following suit.

As I kept sucking on Kassie’s nipple, I took Milo’s hand in mine and slowly moved it down towards Kassie’s jeans. Once we were there, I unbuttoned and unzipped them, then slipped my hand and Milo’s down into her panties. I felt a shiver of delight go through her body and mine as my fingers made contact with her vaginal area.

“You keep working up here,” I said to Milo. “I’m going down there.”

“Ok,” Milo said as he began licking and sucking both nipples now.

As soon as I was down between Kassie’s legs, I began pulling her jeans and panties off. Once she was nude, I drank in the sight of her lovely body. She only had a small amount of pubic hair above her vagina. Lovely. I leaned in and started licking all over the place.

“Oh, god,” Kassie whispered, her body tensing as pleasure shot through her.

“Take off your clothes, Milo,” I whispered to him as I lifted my face for a moment before going back down between his sister’s legs.

“Ok.” He stood up and quickly slipped out of the rest of his pants, his virgin teenage penis all nice and hard and ready to go.

Seeing him nude was enough to make up my mind as to what was going to happen next. I worked my way out of my clothes, not skipping a beat on my efforts with Kassie’s vagina. She was clearly having fun.

I slowly kissed my way up Kassie’s body until I was nuzzling against her breasts again. This also meant that my hard penis was resting against her young vagina. I began altering between kissing her breasts and neck as I reached down to take hold of my erection, rubbing it against her slit. Oh, she was nice and wet.
I knew it was time. This was my chance. Milo might have dreamed about taking his sister’s virginity, but I was going to beat him to it. I moved up and began kissing Kassie on the mouth, pleased as she started kissing me back, as meantime I lined up my penis with the entrance to her teenage body.

“Dude…” Milo whispered, looking down. “Are you gonna…?”

Without saying anything further, I pushed forward slowly, feeling my thirty-year-old penis began to work itself into Kassie’s thirteen-year-old virgin vagina. It took some serious doing, but the sensation of her wet, tight sleeve clinging to my erection was enough to keep me going. And go I did until I was finally all the way inside this lovely young girl.

I held myself still for a few seconds, looking into Kassie’s eyes. Or at least trying to. She had them closed.

“Kassie?” I whispered.

She opened her eyes.

“How’s it feel?”

“I… it… it’s… I like it…” she whispered.

“Good.” I flexed my hips, moving my penis back and forth inside her a little.

“Wow…” Milo whispered, looking down to where I entered his sister. “That is SO COOL.”

“You wanna see what it feels like?” I asked the teenage boy.

“Yeah…”

I slowly withdrew my penis from inside Kassie’s vagina and moved over, turning to Milo to say, “Come down here.”

Milo got down on his knees between his sister’s legs. He took his penis in his hand and said, “Now what?”

“Here, let me.” I got behind him and took his penis in my hand. I lined it up carefully and then said, “Push.”

Milo pushed forward, and I felt his fourteen-year-old virgin penis burry itself smoothly and easily inside his sister’s thirteen-year-old vagina. I sat back then and looked at his gorgeous young body as he held himself in place. It was like one of my stories come to life! Wonderful.

“Oh, wow…” he muttered, his innocent boyhood gone forever.

“Yeah…” Kassie whispered back.

“Now fuck your sister,” I said to Milo.

Milo took a deep breath and started moving his penis slowly in and out of his sister’s vagina. He didn’t pull out very far, presumably to avoid slipping out as he enjoyed his first fuck. The expressions on the faces of him and his sister were the hottest things I’d ever seen.

Sadly, Milo’s first bit of intercourse didn’t last long. He was inside his sister for only about a minute before he began to grunt and convulse as he fired off his sperm into his sister’s unprotected vagina. I wondered if he’d get her pregnant? I hoped so. THAT would be sweet.

When Milo was done cumming, I gently pushed him aside. He pulled his no-longer virgin penis out of his sister and I got into place, guiding myself back inside her, feeling the sperm her brother had left behind. I might have been the first person to get into Kassie, but he was the first to cum in her. Moments later, I did the same.

Milo and I spent all day taking turns fucking Kassie. She seemed to enjoy it more and more each time we screwed her. I have no idea how many times we fucked that day or how many times we did it after that, but it was certainly a lot.

Turns out that even just once might have been too many, because sometime around the first time we’d fucked, Kassie wound up getting pregnant. Mind you, I didn’t notice this until the day some nice men in blue came and knocked on my door. Turned out that she’d panicked and told her mother everything.

The arrest… sucked. The trial… was brief. I was the father according to the DNA test. The prison term… sucked even harder. Four years. As I sat there in prison, scared and mostly bored, I kept running over in my mind what had happened and wondered if I’d ever do it again?

Given the chance, how could I not?

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. Or Jason Crow. Or Cyril Raven. Or Foghorn Leghorn… well, probably not. While I am into chicken… oh, nevermind.

Note by JC: In case you’re wondering… This never happened to me and will never happen! By now I’m confident enough to say that I’ll pass on this opportunity if it ever presented itself to me. I do LOVE to read about it though 🙂

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