Siblings

Becky and Jimmy Don’t Watch TV

Becky and Jimmy Don’t Watch TV
By
Tommy Linarcos

“Jimmy?  Can I see what you’re packing?”

“What?”

Becky lay half-on, half-off the easy chair in their frontroom, one leg draped over the chair’s stuffed arm, her head propped up on the other arm, her long light-brown hair hanging over the edge.  She’d been there much of the morning, the only physical thing she’d done in the past hour was pick up the remote to change the TV channel to avoid news and watch The Price Is Right.  She wasn’t lazy, it was just turning out to be one of those hot mornings where it started out okay with the windows open, but you knew you’d have the air conditioning on by noon.

It was summer.  Not officially — that was a week or so away, yet, but high school was out and the kids who didn’t have summer jobs at the Park & Rec or the golf course could sleep in and watch TV.  Becky and her brother had each had some sort of breakfast separately — couple of Eggos, a Jimmy Dean thing in the microwave; Becky considered the coffee, but her mom had shut off the machine when she left for work, and now it was only lukewarm.

She’d move in a bit.  She’d shower and find her friends, make plans.  But for now, she was pretending to watch three fat people spin the Showcase Showdown wheel, but was really staring at her brother Jimmy’s cock.  Much more interesting…

Her younger brother, Jimmy, was laying stretched out on the couch opposite Becky, tapping something onto his iPad.  Becky couldn’t tell if it was a game or if he was texting, but he seemed fairly engrossed in it.  It might be porn, or he could be going through some TikToks, she figured.  She’d watched his cock grow in position and twitch, but it hadn’t ‘tented’ or flipped up.  That’s what was fascinating.

He was only wearing a cut-off sweatshirt and loose blue basketball shorts, and his cock was a giant ball on top of his midsection.  His shaft wasn’t laying to either side, it was riding the curve along the top, she could tell.  Had to be trapped in his underwear, she knew.  Had to be trapped.  Maybe it had grown more while she watched, but it grew forward, then, not up.

The sweatshirt he wore had the sleeves cut off — a piece of spirit wear from their high school Wrestling team he’d been on last winter, and would be on again next winter.  Red and yellow, or maroon and gold, depending on which school song you listened to.  He was a primary colors boy, this morning.  He had a good body, nice pecs; she’d seen them often, he didn’t hide them, they just weren’t on display this morning.  He had shoulders and arms to be proud of.  She could see the shock of hair under his right arm.  She’d seen it before, of course, but this morning, she had to consider it.  He’d cut the bottom of the sweatshirt off, too — he used it when he worked out in the basement, which he’d probably do sometime this morning — so his abs were showing, as was the treasure trail of dark brown hair leading under the basketball shorts.

She wondered if he shaved.  She hoped not.  That would look stupid, she decided.  Having a treasure trail lead to nowhere?  …sudden bare skin and a little-boy cock …and then his hairy legs?  She hoped not.  He could trim, if he liked, but she’d be upset if he was shaved.

She had to see it.

“Let me see what you’ve got goin’ on down there.  Let me see your cock.”  She still said this matter-of-fact, like she wanted to look over his homework, or see what he’d bought at the store.

“Get out of here,” Jimmy dismissed her.

“Seriously, that’s looking pretty big.”  She slung her leg back where it belonged and sat up in the chair.  “I mean, maybe it’s just how it’s sitting right now, but that looks like it could please a girl.”

Jimmy was a little torn on how or whether to answer her.  Part of him still wanted her to just shut up — what was she getting at?  The other part of him wanted to answer her that, yes, his cock certainly could and did please girls.  But why was she bringing this up?  He could just ignore her, but he knew his sister would not accept being ignored.  She’d just get in his face, then.  “Why are you being weird and looking at my cock?”  He didn’t move off the couch, though he did twist a little so that his cock was not so prominent.

“I know you’ve got girlfriends.  I know you’re not a virgin, so obviously, it works,” Becky pretended to analyze.  “My friends have noticed you, and I have to say, you are noticeable.  So let me see it.”

“No,” he said, pulling his legs down and moving to a sitting position.  “You’re my sister, I’m not going to show you my cock.”

“Why not?  Just because I’m your sister?” she put to him.  “Because I’m your sister, it shouldn’t matter if I see your cock, so why not show me?”

Jimmy was aware she was trying to use some twisted logic, but he wasn’t going to get into an argument with her over this.  “I’m not showing you my dick.”  The idea of showing off, though, curled in his mind, and he didn’t get up to leave.  “Why do you want to see it, anyway?”

“Because.”

“No.  Not good enough.  What’s going on in your head?”

Becky had to think quickly.  Her brother didn’t leave and escape to his room.  He was curious.  She had to come up with a reason to convince him more relevant than just ‘because.’  She really wanted to see this thing.  And, maybe, if she listened to the itch growing inside her, do other stuff…  “I need to practice my blow jobs.”  That’s what she came up with in that moment.

Jimmy laughed.  “The hell you do!  You’re the blowjob queen!  Whole school knows that.”

She didn’t take offense or try to wave that down.  There was a truth to that statement, she knew.  Rather than argue, she’d use it, wrap herself in it.  “Yeah… and that’s why I need practice.  It’s not the number of blowjobs, it’s the quality of my blowjobs.”

Jimmy just stared at her, open-mouthed.  How do you respond to your sister saying that?

She had his attention.  She kept it up.  “Hey, it’s summer, now, and I don’t have a few hundred boys staring at my bod just because I’m walking by.  I have to actually go out and find them, or be where they are.  It’s too hot to go out today.”

“You have a boyfriend.”

“Yeah, one boyfriend… and who knows how long that will last.”  She started laughing, like she was being silly.  It took away a little of the tension, and Jimmy laughed, too, so she pushed, again.  “So let me see that monster.  Let me see what I can do for it.”

Sitting right across from her, Jimmy tried to read her face.  Was she serious?  His older sister actually wanted to give him a blow job?  Or was she just saying that so he’d take his shorts off and then something weird would happen?

“You’re crazy,” he decided and stood up.  He started heading out of the room, but caught himself to get his iPad.

She had to stop him.  “I’ll show you my tits.”

That one brought out a real laugh.  “Hah!  I see your tits all the time!”

“No, you don’t,” she countered.  Did he really?

“Of course, I do.  You run around here almost naked all the time, those things floppin’ around,” he said more to her tits than her face.  “Look — right now — you’re wearing a tank top.  Your left tit is sticking out right now!”

Becky chanced a look down.  Yeah, it was true.  Her left tit was half-outside the big armhole in her tank top.  And a bit of a nip-slip.  She didn’t fix it, though.

“And you never wear a bra inside the house.  Only at school, and then not all the time, either.  Can see your nips right through your tube tops, or you wear a big t-shirt at night and those bowling pins go swinging back and forth…”  He was on a roll.  How many other instances could he come up with?

But for Becky, all she heard was that he noticed.  She let him keep going.  Her little brother noticed a lot.  She decided to take some action.  She cross-grasped the hem of her shirt and took it off over her head.  She shook out her long light-brown hair, and dropped the shirt behind her.  “So, it won’t matter if I just do this.”

Jimmy was struck speechless, his mouth hanging open in the middle of saying something about her not even using a towel between the washroom and her bedroom after a shower, sometimes.

He stared at her tits.  Yes, as he’d said, he’d seen them before, just not presented so ‘Here they are, Jimmy!’  He’d seen her side-boob and cleavage often.  The whole things flopping now and then as she moved quickly.  Her nipple secretly poking out, like it just had been, and he’d try to see it from the corner of his eye and not get caught staring.  But now her tits were right here.  In his face.  Presented for his enjoyment.

He knew from handling her mislaid bras that she was a 36C, whatever that meant.  They were bigger than a handful, and looked like a lot of fun to play with.

“You want to touch them?” she asked.

“Yes,” he automatically responded.  Then he caught himself.  “I mean… no, I don’t… I mean, they’re ni-…”  He had to shut up.

She took his right hand and placed it on her left breast.  “I’ll let you.”

She placed her own right hand on the bulge in his shorts, and petted it up and down, slowly.  It was big.  And it was trapped.  She could feel the life in the animal inside as it pushed forward.

Jimmy dropped his iPad and took her right breast, as well.  Sixteen years, and he was finally caressing Becky’s tits, felt their heft, pinched her wide nipples and made them contract to points.  That was fun!

“Let me feel your cock, Jimmy,” she whispered, fully intending to seduce him, now.  This had started just as a whim, just a desire to check out the size of her brother’s cock, see how much hair he had, maybe what it looked like hard, if it turned out that way.  Had they done a quick negotiation and she saw it, that might actually have been enough for her.  Maybe she’d have masturbated to the image, having that secret knowledge of her brother, creating a fantasy of the forbidden from it.

But now, as she pulled his shorts away from his waist with one hand, and went inside to fix his cock with the other, she got a sense of the monster inside, and it lit a fire inside her.

But when Jimmy felt his cock flip upright and his sister’s hand was inside his underwear, he reacted.  “Whoa, hey!”  He let go of his sister’s tits and backed away into the couch, and almost fell back onto it.  The motion pushed her hand out and his waistband snapped back.

“Jimmy?”  She was about to ask What’s wrong? but her new goal needed to keep him here, keep him in the mood, not give him a chance to beg out.

“This is nuts,” he murmured.  He shook his head, still staring at her breasts, trying to say something else that would allow him to retreat.

“It’s okay, Jimmy.”  She put her hand back on top of his package.  “I like what I felt, there.  Let me give you a blow job.”

Those were the wrong words.  They brought back the ‘blowjob queen’ image, and Jimmy was able to think a little more clearly, again.  “That’s okay.  I can get a blowjob from Liza, if I want.”

“Of course, you can.  But I want to give you one.”

“You don’t need any practice.  Why don’t you go blow Caleb?”

“Caleb is…”  She thought about how much to tell.  “Well, Caleb hurts.”

“He hurts you?”  There was anger in his voice and Jimmy flipped immediately into ‘brother’ mode, ‘protector’ mode.  He might be a year and a half younger than Becky, but he was bigger than her and stronger than most of her boyfriends.  Caleb was taller than he was, but Jimmy knew he could take him.  He’d suffer a few hits, but he knew he could fight better than Caleb.

Becky realized her error.  Another error.  “No, not like that.  No, don’t worry.”  She put both her hands on her brother’s shoulders, letting them slide to his chest.  “He’s okay.  He’s a nice guy.  He’s just… big.  Like his cock is ‘stupid big.’”

Jimmy let out a snort, calming down inside.  He’d put his hands on her back in assurance, but didn’t remove them.

“I mean, I can’t get his whole cock down, and it fills my mouth.  And when we f-”  She looked Jimmy in the eye to judge if it was okay to talk like this.  His eyes told her he knew.  “When we fuck, it kind of does hurt.  There’s big, and there’s too big, you know?  It’s not a lot of fun.”

“So, he might not be around much longer?” Jimmy asked, still concerned.

“Yeah, probably not.”  She tried to shake the vibe.  “But you, Jimmy…” she turned up her seductive voice, putting her hand back on his cock.  “This feels a nice size, and I think it likes me.  You’ve got a – ”

“Becky, come on,” he moaned.

“I’ll let you see my pussy?” she tried.

He looked at her, a little pity in his eyes, now.  She was lapsing into desperation, and he knew it.  “Becky, this isn’t right.”  Still, he held her to him, her breasts pressing into his chest.  Part of his guy-brain wished he didn’t have his shirt on, and could feel those tits against his skin.

“What’s not right?  It’s just us.  You’re my brother.  You’ve been around forever, and you’re still gonna be.”  She liked that he still held her.  Maybe he was coming around.  “So what if we have a little fun?  I’d really like to see that monster in your pants.  I really do want to give you a blow job.  I’d love to make you cum.  I’d love to see you cum!”

Jimmy was hesitating.  Becky could tell that he was turned on, though.  She could feel that.  She gripped his cock through the nylon shorts and got a truer sense of his length and girth, now.  She started a small stroking.

“Look, we play together all the time.  We played ‘house’ when we were little, and with Legos.”

“And you made me play with your Barbies,” he grumbled.

“Yeah, Barbies, and your Spider-Man guys invading her DreamHouse!”  This made them both laugh.  “And then there was Sorry and Life and Guess Who.  And Crash Bandicoot 2.”

“We were a team!” he recalled.  “But those aren’t…”

“And swimming, and tag football, and we wrestled.  I know your body.  I like your body.  I think you like mine,” she smiled, mashing her tits against him and roughly stroking his cock, now.  “So what’s the difference if we play this way now that we’re, you know, older?”

Jimmy was almost there.  She could push him down on the couch, and he’d let her.  She knew it.

But Jimmy took a deep breath and exhaled, like he’d made a decision.  “Becky…” he whispered.  He let go of her back and pulled himself away from her breasts.

“You can fuck me.”

This stopped Jimmy in his tracks.

He had to look her dead in the eye.  He had to see her eyes.  His dark browns to her soft browns.  There was no teasing about this.  She’d just said the words that had fueled his fantasies for the last five years.  From the time he figured out what his boners were for, his sister had always been the model for his masturbatory sessions late at night, in the morning, after school, break from homework, bedtime, and late at night, again.  (He hadn’t done the session in the washroom at lunchtime since 7th Grade, and that was usually over Taylor Riordan, who sat in front of him in class back then.)

But Becky was always right there, right here.  Walking around the house in almost nothing, day in, day out.  He watched her get taller and lose her baby fat.  He watched her boobs grow from nothing to apples to, suddenly, these big puppies.  He watched her straight body get curvy.  He’d watched her behind change from a boy’s butt to a girl’s ass.  He’d seen every inch of that ass, in her thong underwear and bikinis, and its entirety when she mooned him.  He’d seen every inch of those tits in various pieces before today, and now those tits were pointed right at him, completely bare.  He’d held those tits today.  But he’d never seen her pussy.  The shape of her mound, yes; maybe some ‘cameltoe,’ yes; perhaps a hint of her pubes when she wore white underwear in the bright light, yes.  But he’d never snuck into her shower or anything to see it in the open.  That could happen today, and so much more.  He’d get to suck those titties, hold that ass, and fuck that pussy.  If this wasn’t a put-on.  If this wasn’t a joke.  If she was serious.

“Say that again.”  He had to know.

She shifted in front of him, again, placed her hands on his waist, and ran them up his abs under his cut-off sweatshirt, over his pecs to his shoulders, pushing his shirt up so she could lean in, press her breasts onto his bare chest.  She whispered in his ear, “Jimmy, you can fuck me.”

He still couldn’t breathe, but he put his hands around her back, again, keeping her pressed to his chest.  He ran his hands down her spine to her hips and gripped the waist of her pink shorts, rolling the elastic in his hand, dragging the cloth together with his fingers until it was all bunched in his fists.  His brain knew he couldn’t pull off her shorts this way, though.  He released the shorts, flattened his hands, and slipped them under her panties, feeling her ass and grabbing at the bottom curve.

“There you go,” she told his neck.  “You want to fuck me?”

“Yes.”  Again, his response was involuntary, just an immediate blast of air out of his chest.  “Yes, I want to fuck you.”

“Then let’s start by letting me see your cock.”  She slid down his body, his hands automatically being pulled from her shorts.

She grasped the waist of his blue gym shorts, had to tug them over his hard cock, and then they fell to his ankles.  She was then faced with his gray Tommy Hilfiger boxer briefs.  She didn’t go for the black waistband, yet.  Instead, she took the time to caress his straight up, very hard cock concealed within.  She started at his balls, rubbing in a circle, careful not to squeeze or even cradle them here; she wanted to do that when they were really in her hand.  Then she moved up the shaft, slowly, as if counting the inches.  She could make a good guess, but didn’t care.  Bigger than the average high school boy, lesser than ‘stupid big.’  It was Jimmy’s cock, her brother’s cock, that’s what was special about it.

She reached the head, but in finding the flare, noted the glans was already seeking release under the waistband.  There was no reason to delay any further.  She took the waistband with both hands, pulled forward and tugged down, shoving the briefs down to Jimmy’s knees.

“Oh, that’s a nice cock.”  Instantly, she was faced with the goal of her morning’s torment.  It bobbed a bit from the movement of his boxers, but this tower of manhood was everything she’d been imagining.  The skin of his shaft was a little darker than the rest of him, or maybe that was just from blood flow, because his glans was definitely a shade of purple.  She needed to hold it.  Her hand magnetically went to its base, and she drew a finger up its length.  Mostly smooth, a couple of veins prominent.  There was a little bunching of skin just above his circumcision ring which she tweaked with her thumb and finger.  Jimmy breathed in sharply and his thighs drew together.  A sensitive spot?  She pushed her finger from that point up in a direct line to his crown and he continued to shiver.  Yes, this was his ‘spot.’  She’d remember that.

With her other hand, Becky swatted the boxers down from his knees.  Jimmy stepped out of both the boxers and the shorts, then kicked them aside.  He took a more solid stance, open for his sister’s inspection.

Her question about his pubes had been answered as soon as she’d pulled his boxers off, too.  He had quite a thatch of dark brown pubes.  No curls, all straight.  She knew some swimmers who trimmed theirs, not wanting all their pubes to escape their Speedos, but apparently wrestlers didn’t care, as much, since it was all hidden inside their singlets.  She’d never gone to see one of Jimmy’s matches; she’d have to take care of that, this next season.  Those form-fitting singlets were quite revealing; she wondered why she hadn’t gone to a match to check the boys out.  She ran her left hand through his wild bush, raking it between her fingers, then traced the treasure trail up to his navel and back, again.

Time to get busy.  Her left hand went down and finally cradled his balls, while she parked her right hand at the base of his cock, squeezing a little to trap the blood, watching his head begin to expand.  These spongy things were so fun!  And there… yes, there’s the precum!  She had to have it.  She licked up from her hand at his balls along the same path her finger took, taking a moment to stop and tease his ‘spot’ with her tongue and front teeth, then went up to circle his crown, then summited and licked off his precum.

She looked up.  She and Jimmy locked eyes and connected.  He’d gotten blow jobs before, she knew, but never had one from her.  She took him inside her mouth.

All Jimmy could do was breathe.  Once Becky looked up at him, he couldn’t look away.  He was locked on to her soft brown eyes.  Only when she finally broke their stare to take more control of her efforts could he close his eyes and fall back inside himself.  His sister was sucking his cock.  Becky was sucking his cock!

He didn’t know how long he would last.  His mother had made him get out of bed to water the lawn before she left for work, so he hadn’t had a chance to jerk off his morning wood.  He figured he’d use the energy to have a good workout with the free weights in his basement, then stroke & nap, but he got involved with his friends online.  So, he still had a whole night’s worth of cum in him.  And then… Becky.  And now… Becky.

When his hands were pulled from her shorts, they’d naturally moved to her shoulders and hair.  He’d love to grab those titties, but they were out-of-reach from his standing position.  He didn’t want to sit, though; he liked the tension in his legs while he fought the urge to buckle and fall back.

Oh, god, take it! he thought.  Her tongue is magic.  What did she say?  It’s not the number of the blowjobs, it’s the quality?  Fuckin’ A.  My sister is the blowjob queen!

She continued to lick and suck on his head, then dive down as far as she could take him.  Aside from a little humming, she was a quiet sucker, not one to make stupid, gargling, choking porn noises.  This was a learned behavior from giving a good percentage of her blowjobs in a place where they had to be quiet, or mostly quiet, with parents somewhere else in the house.

She held his ass with both hands, then slipped her left between the cheeks, dragging a fingernail up from his ballsack to his hole.  Jimmy shivered and widened his stance, allowing Becky more access to play.  She realized that he liked it, pausing in her sucking to smile around his shaft, so teased his sphincter, pushed at it with her finger, gaining a little entry.  Jimmy pushed down on her finger, wanting her to get it inside, but both felt her finger was dry, so it wasn’t going to go far, just to the first knuckle.  It was fun, but she moved her attention.

She slid down to suck on his balls while using her hand to jack him.  Jimmy could feel that was a dangerous move.  When his girlfriend blew him, he could sit back and just enjoy the feeling of her tongue for as long as she’d do it, then decide it was time to cum and get his mind into the game.  But now, with Becky, he’d been on edge since she first touched him, and every thought was on reacting to exactly what she was doing to him.  Going to his balls was going to send him over that edge, and her hand was making sure of it.

“Becky…”  His voice shook.

Her ears perked up.  She could tell this wasn’t an ‘oh, Becky…’ moan; it was a warning.  She had him.  Her little brother was going to cum for her!  “That’s it, little brother.  Cum for me.”  She licked from his balls up to his ‘spot,’ swirling her tongue on his knot of skin.  “Give me all your sweet cum…”

Jimmy’s knees buckled and he moved to fall forward, his toes clenching to grasp the carpet, as if that would keep him upright, but he mostly held himself up on her shoulders.  She gave him a quick succession of bobs and then licked back down, holding his cock in front of her.

“Beck, I’m cum—” was all he could say before he locked up and his entire existence was being shot out of his cock, his vision cross-fading to a bright golden haze.

Becky was going to taste his cum, she would take it all in, but she wanted to see it, first.  She’d never been one to try to spy on her little brother when he’d close his bedroom door and jack off.  She could hear him when he did it, and that turned her on, fired her imagination, but neither of them had really ever invaded the other’s privacy, that way.  But now, she wanted to watch him explode in front of her!

His first shot launched up and fell forward to her hand and arm.  She corrected the angle and his second shot, bigger than his first, rocketed straight up.  “Yes!” she hissed.  This is what she wanted to see!  Shots three and four followed quickly, landing wherever while her hand and his cock fought, so she brought it back into her mouth and took whatever he could still give her, which was two more direct blasts and then whatever she could coax out.

He tried to take his weight back as his vision cleared, stop pressing on her shoulders and stand back up, but he just couldn’t do it, yet.  He wanted to collapse, but he never wanted her to stop sucking on his cock.  He purposely took deep breaths, calming down, shifted his weight back.  He stood, and looked down to see his sister cleaning his cock.  She looked up, took him out of her mouth, and smiled back at him.  Then she pushed him back onto the couch.  He fell back dead weight, arms akimbo, a goofy smile playing across his face.

“Did you like that?” Becky asked, starting to look around at where else the boy’s cum had landed.  Her wrist and arm, some on her tits, a stream on the floor.

Jimmy breathed a laugh.  “You have to ask?”

She licked off the cum on her wrist and arm easily, then before she went after the shot on her breasts, she looked at him with a spark in her eye.  She got up off her knees, groaned a little and rubbed her kneecaps, then moved to straddle him on the couch.  She parked her butt on top of his thighs and scooted forward, making sure his cock was trapped under her pussy, though still protected by her pink shorts.  She held her tits out to him.  “Help me?”

He knew what she wanted to see him do, his fourth cum shot still obvious across her right breast.  But god, he wanted those tits!  Holding them for such a short time had been a tease — he needed to get those nips in his mouth, no matter what he had to do.  He went right for her right one, mouth engulfing the nipple, licking a circle around the areola, and sucking it all in.  He pulled off and took care of business, licking the trail he’d left behind, smearing it then cleaning the area.

“That’s it, clean me off…”  She ran her fingers through his hair.  He’d gotten his summer cut just before Memorial Day — not a buzz cut like when he was a kid, but shorter than normal, and it was already starting to grow back.  Still enough to hang onto while he licked his cum off of her.  “You like that?”

Jimmy looked up from her breast.  “M’eh,” he mumbled, “it’s not my first time.”

She thought her tease would have more impact.  Obviously, Jimmy’d tasted his own cum at some point; it made sense.  She knew her own taste, it’s true, whether from sampling her fingers or tasting herself on a cock after she’d been fucked.  It was cool that he didn’t balk.  “You’re very salty today,” she noted.

“Had McDonald’s a bunch of times this week, walking home with the crew.”  He didn’t want to be interrupted.  He wanted to hold and suck these tits.  The right one clean, he went back to the nipple to tease and bite.

“Ooh!” she yelped.  “Those McNuggets and Coke will do it to you…”

“I love McNuggets.”  He switched to the left breast.  “I love these McNuggets…”

“How long have you wanted to be right here?” she asked, playing with his ear.

Why’d she want him to keep talking?  He just glanced up and gave her a look of ‘You kidding me?’

“Well, you don’t have to sneak peeks when my bowling pins are hanging out, anymore.  You can have them anytime you want them.  I love when guys take time on my breasts…”

A little pang of jealousy shot through him, though it didn’t stay long.  He didn’t want to be added in to her pile of boyfriends.  He was her brother; he should have a more special place in her heart.

She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the sensation.  She had to, otherwise she might be tempted to see who won on The Price is Right Showcase, and she wanted to feel Jimmy’s lips every time he kissed his way around her breasts until he got to the swell and licked his way back to her nipple.

She could feel his cock beneath her, too, and it hadn’t really gone down much since she’d sat on it.  She started rocking forward and back, lightly, letting the slight fuzziness of her shorts’ fleece play along the underside of his cock.

Jimmy’s attention to Becky’s breasts was slipping, with her grinding her pussy along his dick.  That was unfair.  He got another image in his head.  He continued licking her nipple, but dropped his hands to her shorts.  He grabbed each side in his fists, wishing he could just pull sideways and rip them off.

He released her breast and sat back.  Now she was just rocking on his lap in front of him, teasing his cock, teasing her own clit.  He could feel his blood coursing through him, again, felt power returning to his arms and legs, breathing heavier.

Becky opened her eyes to find Jimmy staring back at her.  Not at her tits, not at her face, just at her.  And she recognized that look in his eye.  The look of desire.  Her brother was about to make a move.

Jimmy took his sister about the waist and stood up, her 110 pounds nothing to him, he didn’t even need leverage.  He spun slowly around, looking at the frontroom furniture, deciding the couch was best.  He placed her on her back on the couch, and set one knee in front of her.  He took ahold of her shorts’ waistband, dug his fingers a little further and added the waist of her panties, as well, and in one even pull, dragged her remaining clothing off of her, with her lifting and assisting as she needed to.  He tossed her shorts aside; wherever they landed was their new home.

She opened her legs and let him see — “My pussy, as promised.”

Still on that one knee, he couldn’t move.  He was finally looking at her pussy.  No clothes, no towel, no swimsuit.  Just her pussy.  Her golden brown hair was trimmed short, shaved into the shape of a heart.  He wanted to laugh, but didn’t want to laugh at her, so he just snorted his amusement.  It was cute.  She’d also shaved the rest of her outer lips clean.  The shave job looked recent, no stubble.  His eyes followed the line of her slit on down, her hood and labia peeking out…

It was time.  He brought his other knee up on the couch and took ahold of her legs.

She had teased him long enough.  She saw that cock aimed at her and knew what was coming.  But perhaps there was time for one more.

“What are you going to do, Jimmy?” she said in a frightened voice.  “Are you going to fuck me?”

“You said I could fuck you.  I’m going to fuck you.”  This was happening.  He wasn’t wasting any time.

“Oh, but not here, Jimmy,” she comically complained.  “Not on the couch.  It’s itchy, don’tchya think?”

He looked like he could explode — not in anger but in sexual frustration, at having to deal with a sister, again.  He wasn’t going to argue.  Fine. Change of venue!  He thought it, but wasn’t going to speak, wasn’t going to talk back to her, wasn’t going to negotiate.  He stood off the couch and just picked her up, again, and put his naked sister over his left shoulder, his hand on her ass, holding her steady.

“Ooh, um, okay…” she fumbled, grasping onto her brother’s back.  It was awkward, but fun, him pulling the caveman move.  She just didn’t want to fall, but her brother was pretty strong and agile, being on that wrestling team, and all.  She’d provoked him, too, she knew, so she’d let him get away with it.

She saw her house going backwards as he carried her away from the frontroom and the CBS News.  She clung on a little tighter to his back and gripped his cut-off sweatshirt as he carried her up the stairs.  “You got me?  Don’t you drop me!”  She tittered a little nervous laugh, but she felt him tighten the grip on her legs to assure her.

Jimmy chose her bedroom instead of ‘home court.’  It was also closer to the top of the stairs, true, but he imagined seeing her naked in her natural environment would be satisfying.  Her nice white room with little roses all over the wallpaper, her thick white comforter with mauve and gray stripes, and her naked body laying on top of it, with those tits and heart-shaped pussy, inviting him in.  He took care moving through her doorway — didn’t want her to hit her head, then everything would be over!  He got to the foot of her bed and lowered her off his shoulder, but still held her in front of him, right hand on her bottom.  He thought briefly about just tossing her on the bed and then diving on top of her, but that was no way to do this.  He stepped to the bedside and laid her out, head on her pillow.

Her bed’s comforter was still askew from when she woke up this morning, so she pulled it back and out from under her, a bit.  She looked to her brother, thankful he’d set her down so gently, but he still had that determined look in his eyes.  There’d be no putting him off, now.  No further delay.  Not that she wanted delay.  Her pussy was so damned wet, although Jimmy hadn’t taken the time to find that out, yet.  Then she realized he’d only just taken off her shorts when she threw the tease at him.  She watched her brother climb on the bed before her, and she spread her legs to accept him, that nice cock once again aiming right for her core.

He got in nice and close, his cock in his right hand, his left reaching out to address her pussy.  He ran his thumb up from the bottom, parting her lips, opening her flower.  A flick at the top got an “Oooh!” from her, but there would be no more stalling.  He needed to fuck, and he was going to fuck his sister’s pussy.  He quick-licked his palm and wet his cock head and held it at her entrance.

As much as he didn’t want to waste any more time, he couldn’t help but look Becky in the eyes, again.  Just to be sure.  To give her one more opportunity to back out.  He really, really wanted to fuck her, but if she got scared all-of-a-sudden, he’d stand down.  She wasn’t some cheerleader or sports groupie throwing herself at him at a house party.  She was his sister.  Part of the reason he wanted to fuck her was because she was his sister, but she was still his sister.  He never wanted to hurt her.

She met his eyes.  She knew what he was doing.  Her little brother was actually a nice guy.  She didn’t nod, she didn’t comically berate him for taking so long.  She simply brought her feet up to his butt and tapped him forward, locking her heels as she did so.

He gave her a crooked half-smile — and she gave the same back to him — and then he pushed his cock inside her.  Her eyes bugged, a little, and she started to sit up with the positioning, but she closed her eyes and lay back, putting her arms out to her brother’s shoulders.  He got about halfway when her labia gripped his shaft, and had to pull back to spread her wetness, and slowly try again.  It took one more pull back and push in and then he sailed through her wet pussy until their pubes met.

This was not his first time, but damn! that felt good!

He glanced down at where they joined.  Her fuzzy heart was rising out of his tall grass.  His English teacher would love the imagery.  What did you do over your summer vacation?  He pulled back and watched his cock slowly slide out of her and marveled at it.  He actually had his cock inside Becky.  He pushed it back in.  He was actually fucking his sister.

He looked up at her.  She was smiling — she’d watched it, too.

“Fuck me, Jimmy.”

That was all he needed.  Just her saying that might’ve made him cum right there, had he not just come from her blowjob.  He started his engine and built up a rhythm, not slamming his cock into her, yet, but increasing his force over time.

God, her pussy feels great…  It wasn’t too long since his girlfriend Liza and he last slept together, but fucking Becky just made every nerve in his entire body light up, every one of them aware not just of making it, but of who he was making it with.  Becky.  The girl he watched grow up ahead of him.  The girl who protected him from a bully at Milner Park.  The girl he played games with.  The girl he went to school with, but who wouldn’t walk with him, though he wouldn’t walk with her, either.  The girl who swore him to secrecy over something he still couldn’t remember to this very day what the hell it was.  The girl who held his hand as they ran through Disneyland.  The girl who hated his first girlfriend.  The girl who stood behind him when some asshat said something about her and then apologized.  The girl he ate breakfast with in the morning.  The girl he watched wander around in her underwear without a care.  The girl who asked to see ‘what he was packing.’

She ran her hands along his arms and then grabbed at his red sweatshirt, gave it a tug.  “Take this off, Jimmy.  Be naked with me.”  Jimmy ripped that shirt off so fast, it was a magic trick, except that it hit her perfume and deodorant on her dresser on its way down.  Now she could run her hands over his bare chest, cup the edges of his pecs, and tweak his nipples, getting him back for biting hers. 

But Jimmy never missed a beat in plunging his cock into her sweet pussy.  Enjoying her hands on him, he slowed down his thrusting, pulling back slow and letting the head rest just inside her entrance, then dipping in five times, counting in his head, and then driving in completely through her wetness.

“God, Jimmy, I love your cock!  It feels so fucking good!”  She wrapped her arms tighter about him and pulled him down to her.  It sounded like she was going to say something more.  She might have been a quiet cock sucker, but apparently she loved to dirty talk, though all she got out now was a loud whimpering.  “I… nnnnnn… ahhh… ahhh… Jimmyyy!”

She was cumming.  Only this far into it, and she was cumming, already.  She knew it was only partly because of the pounding they were giving each other, and mostly because of who she was fucking.  What’s more, the moment he entered her, she knew it would happen quickly.  And no one was home.  She could scream if she wanted to, open window be damned.

“Jimmy… Jimmy… your cock is perfect.  You can fuck me whenever you want…”  She had to breathe, but she was trembling too much, her hips still bucking.  She released him a bit, but not completely, so she could gulp some air, then pulled him back down.  “Oh, it feels…  God, my brother is fucking me.  My brother is fucking me…”  Her shaking was not stopping.  “And I love it!  Jimmy, this pussy is yours…

Her patter was driving him insane.  He loved hearing it – it was such a turn-on.  Once again, if he hadn’t cum so recently, he’d have hosed her insides when she told him he could fuck her whenever he wanted to.  And he absolutely loved knowing she wanted more!

He wanted to engage with her, he wanted to join in her dirty talk.  But he didn’t want to sound stupid.  A hundred things usually went through his head when he was fucking, things he could say, like compliments or how things felt, but the hesitation to actually say them made him reticent.  He wanted to for Becky, though.

He ran his arms behind her back, further smashing those stunning tits between them, and just let himself go.  Physically, his cock plowed ahead, splashing out her juices.  He could feel the sensations running up his spine and fanning out to and back from his muscles, carrying the message to tell Becky all about it.  Mentally, he opened up.

“Becky… my Becky…”  He let her know he was vocal.

“Jimmy…”  She let him know she would answer.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you since I was eleven.  That’s five – fucking – years…”  Each word he spoke was a slam into her pussy.

“Five – fuckin’ – years?”  She loved the way he said it, and gave it right back to him.

“Five – fuckin’ – years!”

“So how are we gonna make up for lost time?”  She was in her recovery state, though she could envision another orgasm on its way, if Jimmy kept it up.

“Every morning.”  He calmed the slams down and raised himself back up on his arms.  “Switch,” he indicated to her.

Together, they performed the dance of moving over and sharing space in her twin bed until Becky was on top.  She lined herself up, and lowered away, that same look of bliss enveloping her as she slid down his cock and he filled her up.  She took the first bounce, and wanted to find a rhythm before they got back on topic.

“Explain.”  She knew what he was going to say, but wanted to hear him say it.

Before he did, though, he was caught up in watching her pussy rise up, seeing his cock appear then disappear as her pussy descended, again.  He spoke with each lift and plunge.  “Every morning.  Dad’s gone at seven.  And when Mom goes to work…, I’m coming over to your bed…, and I’m gonna wake you up…, and I’m gonna fuck you blue!

“Unless I get to your bed, first…”

“Yeah, you can wake me up with a blow job…  Practice your blow jobs!”  He gave her a devilish smile, just in teasing her about how this all started, but also with the knowing that she actually would be doing that.

“Did you like my blowjob?”

“Oh, yeah,” he responded.

“Did you like my blowjob?”  His answer was not what she wanted

He understood.  “You give the fuckin’ best blowjobs…!”  He moved his hands up to her breasts, again; his new best friends.  “Now gimme these fantastic titties, again…”

She smiled in satisfaction, then leaned forward and began a languid slide on his cock.  Jimmy shuddered a moan.  “Oh, your fuckin’ pussy…  so wet… feels so fuckin’ good…”

“I am wet, you made me that way,” she confirmed.  Then she pulled forward, almost pulling off him, just leaving his head at the edge of her hole.  “Whoa, don’t slip out!”  She slid him back into her swiftly, then did it again.  “Oh, no, don’t slip out!”  She rocked her pussy back and shot him inside.  “Don’t slip out of me, little brother…!”

He wasn’t taking it, this time.  She was so wet he might actually slip out of her, and he didn’t want to not be inside of her.  He gripped her waist and pushed in and held her there.  “I’m not going to slip out!”  He held her in position and began slamming her up from below.

Becky began yelping and fell down onto Jimmy’s chest.  She kissed and then sucked on his neck until she got to his ear, which she bit.  “That’s it, Jimmy, give it to me.  Fuck me, Jimmy!  Fuck me!

Jimmy gave it to her, but this bottom position wasn’t doing it for him.  He’d needed a rest, but he was done resting.  He needed to fuck.  He didn’t announce the switch, this time, but used his leverage in pulling a reversal — not as mean as he would do on the wrestling mat, certainly.  He wrapped his arms about her and lifted with his legs and shoulders, and flipped them both in one swift move.  Becky on her back, him on top and still inside her.

The combination of Jimmy’s weight and the maneuver briefly knocked the breath out of her as Becky realized what had happened, but she recovered quickly and grabbed Jimmy’s ass to get him moving again.  “Oh, my god, Jimmy… yes!”

Jimmy raised up on his arms and went to town, giving her full, fast strokes — he wanted to cum.  “Yeah, I’m fuckin’… fuckin’ my sister…”

I love when my brother fucks me!”

“I love fuckin’ my sister!”

“My little brother’s fuckin’ me!”

“I fuckin’ love fuckin’ my sister…!”

“Ohhhh, keep going, Jimmy…”

“I’m gonna cum… cum in…”

“You gonna cum for me, Jimmy?”

“I’m gonna cum in you, Becky!  I’m gonna fuckin’ cum in you!”

“Yes, cum in me.  I want to feel your cum in me…”

“I’m gonn— fuckin’ — gahhh!”

All that was left was fighting for breath as Jimmy fulfilled a five-year dream of fucking and cumming inside his sister.  He spasmed on top of her and wanted to keep slamming into her with each shot, but she held his ass tightly to her, not letting him buck and pound.  He wasn’t aware because of his own throes, but Becky got pushed over her edge, too, her stiff-arm clutch of Jimmy’s ass only part of her reaction as she shuddered and melted while he shot off into her.

With his cock held captive, Becky could — “I can feel it, Jimmy.  I can feel you cumming in me!  Oh!  Four… five… six… … seven…”

Catching his breath, Jimmy calmed down, deflating on top of his sister, fighting not to pass out.  Becky released his butt and softly stroked his back, petting him, keeping him in her calm embrace while both their heads cleared.  A sheen of sweat between them, Jimmy slid to her side, and slipped out of her, but let his left hand remain to hold her breast.  He still needed some connection with her.

“Becky… I… we…”  He still trembled a little bit.

“Hey… it’s okay, I got you.”  Despite the temperature and the sweat, she cuddled up to him, holding him steady.

Neither of them moved for the next twenty-one minutes.

Becky pulled him closer and kissed him.  She kissed her brother.

When the kiss broke, Jimmy pulled back to look at her mouth, a strange look in his eyes.

“Was that okay?” Becky asked him.

“It was a little weird.  I mean…”  He swallowed.  “Here we just did all that stuff, we fucked, we had sex, but it’s… still kind of strange to be kissing my sister.  You know what I mean?”

Becky nodded, a little disappointed, but she understood.  It took her some guts to attempt the kiss, in the first place, so she knew where he was coming from.

She smiled.  “So… you still want to do this every day?”

“Hell, yeah.  For the rest of my life!”  He slipped his other arm under her pillow to stroke her hair.

“Take it easy, it’s not like we’re gonna get married or anything.”

“I know, but you were great!”  He dropped his hand from her breast to her pubes.  “And these are cute.  You know, I’d wondered what your pussy would look like, but I never imagined shapes!”  A cloud passed over his face.  “You do this for Caleb?”

“I did it yesterday.  He hasn’t seen this, yet.”  She thought about it.  “Maybe won’t at all.  So, I did it for you!”

That made him smile, again.  He slipped a finger into her cleft and met her clit for the first time.  Her eyes bugged, a little, but she was pleased he finally found it.  She moved her hand to rake through his thick lawn of pubes.

“Can I trim these?” she asked.

He rolled his eyes in thought.  “If you really think I need to.”

“What does Liza say?” she enquired about his girlfriend.

“Not a lot, actually.”  He breathed a laugh.  “But she’s sweet.”

“You know, we don’t have to get rid of our… significant others… just because…”  Becky got all analytical, still teasing Jimmy’s pubes.  “I mean, I’m getting rid of Caleb because of, you know, but it’ll probably be like a trade-in.”

“I get it,” Jimmy told her, dipping his finger inside her for some wetness, but bringing up some of his spooge, instead.  Still, it was good to spread around on her labia.  “But I think we can do this.  I mean, we got the house to ourselves, like, eight hours a day.  So, I mean it.  I’m going to come here to your bed tomorrow as soon as Mom leaves.”

“Hmmm, I’m looking at my sheets right now, and by the way we made this place smell, maybe we should use your room more often.  Mom expects your room to smell like you and have cum all over your sheets,” she only half-joked. 

Jimmy shrugged and did not disagree with her.  “But if you don’t show by 9:00, I’m coming to your room at 9:01.”

“If you’re awake.”  She traded his pubes for grasping his cock and trying to massage it back to life, which it did, quickly.  It didn’t take much.

“I’ll be awake.”

She was enjoying his fingers in her, down below, but… “Do you want to lick my pussy?”

“You mean clean you up, again?” he teased, with a slight but real frown.

“No, seriously.  You’re turning me on.”

Jimmy got a little embarrassed.  “I’ve… never really done that, before.  I’ve seen guys do it in porn, but…”

“Are you kidding me?” Becky twisted, almost sitting up.  “That nice girl, Liza, blows you, but you don’t return the favor?”

Jimmy shrugged.  “It just hasn’t happened.  We mostly just fuck.  I don’t make her give me a blow job, but it’s nice when she does.  Most times, we only have time for one or the other.”

Becky considered that.  He was only sixteen.  He’d learn.  “Well, I won’t make you lick out your cum today, but by the end of summer, I guarantee you’ll be an expert with your tongue.  And if you don’t want to taste your McNugget-infused cum, you’ll do me before we fuck.  Class starts tomorrow.  Damn Liza won’t even be able to thank me…”

“I’ll thank you.”  He started breathing a little heavier, feeling what she was feeling.

She met his eyes.  Both had that look in them.  “You want to fuck me, again?”

“Love to.”

He pushed her onto her back and followed, pinning her.  “One, two, three, I win.”

“Not yet, you don’t…”  She ran her hand a last couple of times up and down his cock, then helped him position it.  “Damn, this is a nice cock.”

He pushed forward easily, now, into her well-lubed pussy.  “God, I love my sister…”

“Do you love me or just my pussy, now?” she asked while helping find a rhythm.

Jimmy paused his thrust.  “I love you, Becky.  Always have.  Even if we stop all this tomorrow, I’ll still love you.”

She put her hand to his cheek.  “Oh, Jimmy.”  She might have said more, but Jimmy, this time, brought a kiss to her.  He found her soft lips and made a good, long press, punctuated by continuing his interrupted thrust inside her.  She drew in a sharp breath through her nose, not wanting to break the kiss for a gasp.  With the reset of the kiss, though, she let her tongue slip past his lips and they genuinely started to make out.  Below, he kept up a slow draw and thrust, which was easy with her wet pussy.

He paused with their next chance to take a breath.  “It’s… not weird, anymore.”

“I love my little brother, too.  I love you, Jimmy.”

They continued to kiss, and fuck, throughout the afternoon, taking a long nap after session three.  By the time their mother came home sometime shortly before five o’clock, Jimmy had saturated Becky’s womb four times, the final time in the shower.  They were ravenous for their dinner.

The next morning, Jimmy didn’t need an alarm clock.  He’d woken up before eight a.m. in anticipation of what could happen, but his mother always stopped at his room to prod him and give him some chore to do before she left for work and he had to promise he’d get to it.  He just waited for his mom to back the car out and drive far enough away to know she hadn’t forgotten something to double-back for.

At a quarter to nine, a hand slid up onto Jimmy’s body under his comforter, finding his cock very much awake.

“Hey, Jimmy…  Let me see what you’re packing today…”

The End

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Rumors – Part 3

Rumors – Part 3
by
Jason Crow

Rumors

I was shaken out of my thoughts by the ringing of the school bell. Almost nothing that Mr. Anderson had told us during class had entered my mind. The only thing that had broken through was the sight of the boys jogging back to the locker room, all muddy, thinking about how they’d soon be naked and showering… And by now, my pussy was so wet, the moisture was seeping into my panties. There was no denying how much I liked how Xander had felt inside me. No. How much I had loved it!

As this realization landed, I made a promise to myself. I needed to get fucked by a decent-sized cock, by a guy who wasn’t only thinking about himself. This probably meant that my hunting grounds in school might have to include the lower social groups like the geeks and nerds. But I didn’t care about that at all. Oh, and also the guy has to be able to get it up for a girl. So, no gay guys. Too bad!

I had to think about the ground rules I would have to set for myself and who would fit my bill. But I’d have the rest of the day to do that. Mom and Dad wouldn’t be home until late this evening due to something at Dad’s work. So, I felt pretty pleased with myself and happy that I might get fucked again and actually enjoy myself doing it this time.

After I opened the door, I heard a sound I couldn’t quite place, so I closed it as quietly as I could. It couldn’t be my annoying little brother, could it? We barely acknowledged each other, so I didn’t keep track of his schedule, but didn’t he have that Volleyball thing he signed up for after school?

I tiptoed over to the kitchen. It appeared the sound was coming from out there. When I peeked inside, I saw my little brother, Liam, sitting at the kitchen table, head in his hands, and judging by his shaking shoulders, he was crying his eyes out. His red hair seemed to dance every time his shoulders shook.

My brother and I weren’t close. He was a little over a year younger than me, and we were both in different social circles and in different grades at school, he was in sixth, and I was in seventh, so we kind of avoided each other. We hardly ever fought over anything, but we didn’t talk much, either, because we just weren’t in each other’s lives.

Back at our old house, we were both so busy with our friends, I basically only saw him at breakfast and dinner. He had a lot of friends back home. He was always out at their houses, or they came over, and they locked themselves in his bedroom, playing games, or my mom was driving him and a bunch of other kids to soccer practice or his Little League baseball games. I had Xander and my own friends to hang out with, wander the city, causing trouble, and pretending to do homework with. 

When Mom and Dad announced we were moving, Liam and I ended up connecting a little more. Liam probably hated the move even more than I did. We weren’t suddenly best friends or anything, but we did grow a bit closer. Having a common enemy—like the move—helped us bond.

When we started school here this week, we went back to our separate lives. Mom always told me I was too self-centered and needed to think about others once in a while. But once I was at school, I didn’t give my brother a second thought, again. We were both trying to find new friends in our new surroundings. He needed to sort his shit out on his own, just like I did. I doubted he thought any different. Clinging to each other at lunch wouldn’t help us.

But now, seeing him cry for all he was worth made me feel guilty for not looking out for him. A pang of selfishness hit me at that moment, and I felt like an asshole. I took a deep breath and walked over to him.

“Hey,” I said softly and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Liam clearly didn’t hear me come in because the moment my hand touched his shoulder, he almost jumped out of his skin.

“Em!” he said, and seeing it was me, he relaxed and eased back into the chair.

“I thought you signed up for Boys Volleyball tryouts today,” I pulled from my memory.

“It’s A through L today, M to Z tomorrow,” he sniffled.

“So… s’up?” I asked and sat down across the table.

“You know what’s up,” he said, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand and sniffing loudly.

My mind went into overdrive. What did I miss? Did I do something wrong? Was it something I said or didn’t say? I frantically tried to figure out what it could be but came up with nothing.

“I… I’m sorry, but… no…” I stammered.

“Don’t tell me you’ve missed the one thing the entire school is talking about! I know you’ve heard about it, and you laughed just as hard as everyone else!”

He sounded angry, frustrated, and confused, and a few tears rolled down his cheeks. He brushed them off quickly, almost violently. By now, it started to dawn on me what was going on. Was he the…? No!

“Were you the boy that was pushed into…”

“YES! I WAS!” he shouted as he interrupted me, “Funny shit, huh?” he continued angrily and did his best to not cry again, but his tears came, anyway.

Oh, wow! My little brother was being bullied by his classmates, and I wasn’t there to help him. I felt incredibly guilty about it. I felt guilty before, but now I really had a reason to. 

“No, Liam! That shit isn’t funny!” I said seriously, looking into his eyes.

I placed my hand on his and softly said, “I heard it had happened, but I had no idea it was you. No one mentioned the boy’s name. Hell, I don’t think anybody in the school even knows our names yet. The one girl who speaks to me calls me ‘Red’ for Christ’s sake!”

He pulled back immediately and cast his eyes to the table. I usually didn’t even think about him, and now, I felt so sorry for him! I needed to find a way to help him or at least cheer him up. But then it dawned on me! I needed to let him talk. Talking to Xander about my first time with Ryan had helped me a lot, so I figured this was pretty much the same.

“Can you tell me what happened?” I tried.

Liam looked at me to see if I was making fun of him, but apparently, he saw that I was dead serious. He took a deep breath. “After gym class was over, I was minding my own business at my locker. I didn’t make a lot of friends yet, but the guys sitting around me were cool and we were talking about the stupid rope climbing the teacher made us do as we were getting ready for the showers.”

I nodded as he wiped his nose, feeling glad he was opening up to me. He grabbed his left elbow with his right hand, almost as if he was hugging himself.

“I had just taken off my boxers and wrapped a towel around my waist when suddenly, out of nowhere, four of the loudmouths from class appeared. Before I knew it, they had grabbed me by my arms and legs and carried me out of the locker room. I was screaming and shouting, but the teacher was nowhere to be found,” he said, his voice trembling.

“Wow! Four against one… that’s brave,” I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes, feeling more and more sorry for my little brother.

“Yeah… the guys I was talking to tried to stop them and said this wasn’t funny, but these four guys were just too big and just didn’t care.”

“And what happened next?” I asked with a knot in my stomach. I knew what was coming.

“They carried me out into the hall, and I thought it would be the end of it, you know? The new guy wearing nothing but a towel for everyone to see… ha ha…”

“That would be mildly funny, yes,” I admitted as a seventh Grader.

“Yeah… I could’ve lived with that, I guess. But they didn’t stop there. They pushed open the girls’ locker room, pushed me inside, and yanked my towel away,” he said and sighed deeply.

“Well… fuck!”

Liam nodded and continued, “I’d never felt this much panic in my life. I immediately put my hands over… you know… to cover myself. The room was filled with loud noises when they pushed me inside, but all I could hear now was the running water from the shower. And literally everyone was looking at me. I stepped back and pushed my weight into the door, but these fuckers were blocking it from the other side.”

“Oh, Liam…” I said with my hand in front of my mouth.

Liam didn’t react but kept on going, “Everyone was laughing and pointing at me. I knew I had to do something, so I headed for the towel rack on the other side of the room, and so then I could escape out the hall door. I had to go through a group of girls to get to it, and after I took the first step, I knew I’d make it because everyone screamed and backed away. And that’s when…”

“That’s when you slipped and fell on your back.”

Liam looked down and shook his head, “I fell. And because I had to brace myself, I wasn’t covering… myself anymore. It took me a second to realize what had happened, but when I looked up at about a dozen faces, like twenty-five girls, all staring at my crotch, I knew exactly what was going on. Everybody was looking at my, uhm… Johnson, and I’ll never forget their faces. Some were giggling, some laughing, some pointing, but most of them looked just wide-eyed at me while covering their mouths with their hands. I wish I was dead…”

“I wish I could… Damn, Li… FUCK!” I said and moved over to sit next to him.

As I placed my arm over his shoulder and pulled him close, he said, “I wish we never moved. From now on, I’ll always be that naked boy…” and he started crying again, but he didn’t have much left in him. He was finished.

As I tried comforting him, my mind was racing. His shoulders were broader than I’d remembered. I thought about what the other girls had said during lunch. They said that the boy in the locker room, my brother apparently, was pretty hung and had a nice body. It was unsettling thinking of my brother that way, but maybe we could work with that. We weren’t besties, but he was still my little brother, and besides the desire to set those assholes straight, it was my duty as his sister to help him.

“Wait…” I started, trying to think.

“I don’t know what to do now, Em…”

And at that moment, something clicked inside. We should be able to spin this to our advantage. Those girls were clearly impressed by his size. There just had to be a way to work with that, right?

“There might be a way…” I whispered, causing my brother to break free and look wide-eyed at me.

“What?! What do you mean?”

“Well… I heard some girls were… uhm… when I found out, the girl who told me was… impressed with how you looked,” I said in a conspiratorial tone.

“Impressed?!” Liam asked, looking quizzically, “Impressed how!??”

I felt my face grow hot, and I knew I was blushing. I just kind of nodded downward, which was enough for Liam to understand what I meant. His face also turned red, but a barely noticeable sly smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

“Really?” Liam asked as he looked at his crotch and then shyly at me.

“Yeah… that’s what they said…”

“Oh…”

“So I was thinking… why can’t I go and spread some rumors about your… you know… and that you, uhm… know how to use it properly, you know? Rumors spread easily, and it will help your reputation. Especially since loads of girls saw ‘it’ already and will confirm at least parts of the rumors. And the best rumors are the partially true ones.”

Liam looked thoughtful, but I could see him warming up to the idea. I wasn’t quite sure how to spread these rumors, but I was confident I could make it work. But the thought of my brother’s big dick and him fucking some girl with it did spark my own sexual desire again. The mental picture of a big dick on a muscular frame got my juices flowing immediately. But I shook my head in an attempt to get rid of it. I loved naked boys, but he was my freaking brother, not some sex stud!

“Do you really think you can make it work?” he asked after I regained my cool and was trying to ignore my sopping pussy.

I shrugged and said, “I don’t see why not. Not many people know we’re related yet, and by the time the rumors have spread, no one will remember who started them.”

“I… I think I like it…” he said and had a smug smile, “but why?”

“Why what?”

“Why would you do that for me? I mean… we’re not exactly best friends, and you hardly ever give me a second look. Especially in school.”

I winced at this last comment. I knew he was right. And I knew I should do better in that department. But he was my brother! Why would any girl acknowledge her younger brother in school?

“I… I don’t know, Li,” I admitted honestly, “I don’t really know why this happened. It’s not like I do it on purpose. It’s just…”

After a moment of silence, Liam said, “I know what you mean. Why would you care about me when there’s so much shit going on in your life, right?”

“No! I’m not…” I said, feeling like a complete asshole now.

“I’m not accusing you, Em! It’s the same with me. I could’ve shown more interest and asked how you felt. Especially after… uhm…Ryan.”

Now, it was my turn to be surprised. I looked wide-eyed at my little brother and asked, “Fuck!! You know about that? Oh, God…”

He started blushing and said, “Yeah… I heard that massive prick brag about it in the hallway. I wanted to punch him in the nose then and there. I knew I’d get my ass kicked if I did, but I felt so mad about how he talked about you.”

“What did he say?”

“He was bragging all about how he made you cum three times and how you begged him for more. I know he’s on the basketball team and probably has a huge dick and loads of experience. But the way he talked about you… OH! It just…” he said, and I saw him balling his fists as he talked.

I sighed and said, “Don’t worry. Here’s a news flash: forget the massive prick. In fact, he’s got a tiny little pencil dick and doesn’t have a clue what he’s doing. Fuck! I knew he’d brag about it! How could I be so stupid!?”

“So… you really had sex?” Liam asked, “With him?”

“Yeah… I wish I didn’t. He was so clumsy! And it also hurt!”

Oh shit! Did I just say too much? But there was a look of anger on Liam’s face, and I saw his fists balled again.

“That motherfucker hurt you?”

“No. Not on purpose, at least. He was just so self-centered that he didn’t once think about how it felt for me.”

“Oh. Okay… lucky for him, he didn’t move with us,” Liam said, acting all tough, which was sweetly adorable.

After a couple of moments of silence, Liam asked, “So… what’s it like?”

“What is?”

“You know… sex…” he said with a blush on his face.

“It’s nice, I guess. But only when you have sex with the right person. I’ve learned that much…”

“I thought Ryan wasn’t the right person? That it didn’t feel that good?”

Apparently, my brother didn’t know everything about my sex life. “I had sex again after Ryan. With … Xander. It was nicer with him.” I decided Liam didn’t need to know that Xander was gay.

“Wow,” Liam mumbled. “I’m still a virgin…”

“Not according to the rumors we’re about to spread,” I chuckled.

“Right…”

Suddenly, the idea of my little brother having sex struck a nerve. The same nerve that had me on edge all day. Liam was that naked boy, and now I had an image of his young body pounding away on a moaning girl filling my mind. I didn’t have a mental picture of his dick, but I knew I wanted one for my masturbatory fantasies. No! I needed that image. An overwhelming urge washed over me, and I felt my cunt spasm at the simple idea of just seeing it.

Before I knew it, I heard myself ask softly, “Can I see it?”

“See what?”

“Your…” I whispered and looked at his crotch.

“My Johnson?! Why?”

I couldn’t tell him I wanted to finger myself silly on the mental image it would provide. But I did manage to come up with a bullshit reason that I’d hope he’d buy.

“If this is going to work, I need to get my story straight, you know. Some of the other girls in school saw it, and if I mess up my story, they probably won’t believe it…”

“But…” he said, looking all bashful all of a sudden.

I tried sizing him up again and decided to go for broke. “Look… you don’t have to if you don’t want to! But… I just think it’ll make our story better…”

“Isn’t it… you know… weird?”

“Yeah. Totally weird. But I’m your sister, so who cares? Trust me,” I lied.

“I guess…” he said. He looked around the room quickly, glancing at the windows that looked into the yard, like taking off his clothes in the kitchen made it extra weird, and he looked like he was listening intently to make sure our folks weren’t suddenly coming home hours early. Then he shrugged and started pulling off his shirt.

If anything, I expected him to just drop his pants, but he was going all the way, apparently. I don’t know if he misunderstood, but he was going to show me what the girls in the locker room saw. Not that I minded, though! Especially after his barely-there six-pack came into view. When his shirt was over his head, and he couldn’t see me, I quickly scanned his upper body.

My little brother had a fine-looking body! There was no denying that. All the soccer and baseball practice he did must’ve led to this tight, muscular body. He wasn’t buff or anything, but everything that needed to be there was there, or it was on its way, like his six-pack. His chest already had the definition of his pecs, and a clear v-line was going into his pants. My little brother had a better body than Ryan or Xander! 

Our family had strong Irish roots. Both Liam and I had red hair and the typical pale skin that comes with that look. But seeing it on his muscular body, in sharp contrast with his blue jeans, made him look even hotter.

All this happened in a split second when he took off his shirt. And when he dropped the shirt on the table, I noticed his trembling fingers but knew I shouldn’t say anything. And sure enough, he started unbuttoning his pants. When the sound of his zipper filled the room, it was as if it was the only sound in the world.

His jeans started sliding from his hips, and I could see the black waistband and the start of his gray Hanes boxer briefs. Without much of a fuss, he shrugged out his pants, and they crumpled at his feet. Liam stepped out of them, and when he stood straight to hang his pants over the chair, my eyes were immediately drawn to the bulge in his boxers. I didn’t know if it was the gray fabric that was accentuating his bulge or if it was his narrow hips, but the bulge did look big to me.

My mouth was dry as he hooked his thumbs in the black waistband. I heard him take a deep breath, and he hesitated a moment. I forced my eyes to move from his bulge, and I looked him in his eyes. I nodded ever so slightly, and that seemed to be enough. He exhaled and swiftly pulled down his boxers.

First, a small bush of his red pubes appeared. But a heartbeat later, his entire shaft showed, and I felt my heart skip a beat. He was over a year younger than Xander had been, and his dick was just as thick, maybe slightly fatter. And compared to Ryan’s boyish dick, it looked massive.

As he bent down to take his boxers off completely, his dick briefly disappeared from view. I realized I was holding my hand in front of my mouth and quickly placed it in my lap. When he stood back straight, I could see my brother’s dick in all its glory. It was fat and about five inches long. But his narrow hips and boyish legs made it a bit more challenging to judge its size correctly. He was cut and had a short and blunt pinkish, almost red dickhead. His balls weren’t that big but suited him perfectly, and his sack was completely hairless from what I could see, as was the rest of his body.

I was sopping in my chair as I watched my naked brother. He was now nervously rubbing his hands in front of his chest, and I knew I had to say or do something.

“Damn, Li! Those girls were right…” I said, forcing my eyes to leave his cock.

“R- really?”

“Oh yeah!! You look…” I hesitated a moment, “hot…”

I had expected him to sport a boner by now, so I was surprised to see he was still completely soft. But now that I had him where I wanted him, I instinctively knew I wanted more. My soaking pussy didn’t seem to care that he was my brother. And frankly, neither did I, anymore, with a body like that.

I didn’t feel the need to take my eyes off his dick and asked, “Can you make it hard?”

His eyes shifted a little in confusion. His hand moved down, but he hesitated. I noticed him looking at my chest. I realized I was still wearing that shirt that may have revealed too much cleavage – by design to get boys to notice me, but it seemed my brother noticed it, for sure.

“Will this help?” I asked and started lifting my shirt.

He looked wide-eyed at me as my black bra came into view, and a simple nod was all it took. I got to my feet, unbuttoned my pants, and before I knew it, I stood in front of my naked and hard little brother in just my bra and panties. And the funny thing was that I felt absolutely no apprehension whatsoever. I moved my hands behind my back and unclasped the hooks of my bra. With one hand, I held it in place, took a deep breath, and moved it away from my body. My nipples hardened even more as the cool air rushed over them.

“You, uhm… you’re… you look…” Liam stammered, and I saw his dick twitch.

Without asking me why, he took his shaft between his fingers and started toying with his dick. At first, nothing seemed to be happening, but a few moments later, I saw his dick fatten and his dickhead swell a little. After a few more moments, his dick was sticking up proudly from his groin and pulsing with his heartbeat.

His hands were in front of his chest again, and his nervous look had made way for a barely noticeable proud smirk.

“Like this?” he whispered.

“Fuck, Li! You’re huge!!” I whispered back, my eyes glued on his throbbing cock.

He had grown about an inch in length but none in girth. He was a shower, that much was clear. Xander had explained the difference. After our awkward first fuck and his coming out to me, we talked a lot about boys and their dicks in particular. The common interest helped a lot on this subject.

Liam made no move to cover up, and I was glad he didn’t. But as I moved in my chair and tried to apply a bit of pressure on my pussy to relieve the tension, I realized I needed to step up now.

“You, uhm… you’re… you look…” Liam stammered, and I saw his dick twitch in the corner of my eye.

I didn’t say anything, just started sliding down my panties. The fabric got stuck between my legs, but as I kept sliding it down, it sprung free like a spring. I noticed the wet spot in it and realized I had never been this wet before in my life. If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve sworn I’d peed myself.

As I stood back straight, I saw my brother’s eyes roam over my body. This made me feel sexy and desired, something both Ryan and Xander never managed to do. I noticed Liam involuntarily grabbed his stiff cock and gave it a firm squeeze.

“You, uhm… your pubes…”

“I… I trimmed it a bit. I… I don’t like a full bush.”

“It’s the same color as mine…” Liam said, pulling at some of his pubes to prove his point.

Fuck! My little brother looked so hot! His muscles, his smooth, pale body. His small bush of pubes above his big cock. His v-line accentuating his dick and balls. His still boyish legs and hips. I loved everything about him, and… and now… I wanted to feel him inside of me! This thought didn’t upset me as much as it should. I wasn’t a virgin anymore. Maybe that helped. But he was still my little brother, and this should make me feel uncomfortable, right?

I was thinking frantically for a way to take it a step further when Liam helped as he asked, “Can… uhm… can I touch your boobs?”

I involuntarily looked at my chest, which caused Liam to stammer, “If… I… if you don’t mind… uhm…” he cleared his throat, “I’ve just… I never saw real boobs, and I…”

“Sure!” I interrupted him, saying it way too excitedly.

“Really?”

“Of course! You need to have at least some experience before we spread the word, right?” I said, proud to have come up with a bullshit reason this quickly.

He stepped closer to me, and I was so tempted to reach out and wrap my hand around his pole. But I knew that this might scare him off, so I resisted the urge.

As he extended his arm and his hand came close to my left breast, I noticed we were both holding our breath. I chuckled when this realization hit, and Liam looked questioningly at me.

“Why are we so nervous?” I asked, “I mean… it’s just a boob…”

“I’ve never seen boobs…”

“I know, but… we’re brother and sister. So… it shouldn’t really matter, right?” I said, trying to play down this whole situation in an attempt to make Liam open up more.

Liam looked quizzically at me, nodded timidly, and aimed for my tit again. The moment his hand touched my nipple, a shiver shot through my whole body and ended at my clit. But he didn’t just brush my nipple. His hand cupped my boob, and he gave it a gentle squeeze, which caused me to moan softly.

His eyes immediately sought mine, but when he saw I was okay and enjoying this, his eyes went back to my chest. His left hand went for my other breast, and as he was toying with both my boobs, I cracked. I needed to feel him. Feel his cock. Suck it. Slide my pussy around it. Feel his cum shoot out of it. Drink it! Taste how he felt… I needed everything!

So, I moved my hand forward ever so slightly, and the moment it touched the tip of his dick, I acted surprised.

“Sorry…”

“S’okay…” he mumbled.

“Do you mind… I mean… can I, you know? Touch it?”

His hands stopped moving, and I saw an internal struggle in his eyes. He looked down between our bodies and said softly, “I… I don’t know… I uhm…I’m afraid I get, uhm… real quick…”

This took a moment to land. But when it did, it was actually turning me on even more. See and feel that big cock cum in my hand? I was in! So, I casually replied, “Don’t worry, Li. I don’t mind.”

He checked me out for a moment to see if I was serious and said, “Okay…”

I didn’t waste another second and moved my hand forward. First, my hand brushed the top of his glans, and the moment it touched, Liam loudly sucked in a breath. I moved my hand downward over his shaft until my fingers reached his red, wispy pubes. His shaft felt long under my fingers, but the moment I wrapped my hand around its base, the fatness couldn’t be missed.

“Ohhh…” Liam moaned as he let out the breath he was holding.

His hands were forgotten but still cupping my boobs. I didn’t mind. I was handling my little brother’s big cock, and I loved every second of it. I slowly moved my hand upward on his shaft, my sensors on high alert. My fingertips traced every vein, bump, and curve, registering everything in detail to complete my mental picture. When my fingers touched his dickhead, I was amazed at how short it was compared to Ryan’s and Xander’s. But the sponginess was the same, and the rim was more pronounced than with the other two.

As I was fumbling around, my eyes locked on the action, I noticed Liam’s chest. It started heaving rapidly as he was sucking in short breaths. A moment later, Liam grunted, “Emma…” and I felt his dickhead fatten under my fingers. A heartbeat later, the first spurt of his cum shot out. It landed on my pussy and in my pubes, and its warmth added to the idea that my little brother’s cum was so close to my entrance almost made me cum, as well.

My eyes were locked on his cock as the second spurt shot out. It wasn’t as powerful as the first, but it landed just below the first drop on my pussy. After this, only a few dribbles came out, but his dick kept kicking in my hand.

Liam lay his head on my shoulder as he kept panting. His hands moved down to my hips to steady himself as I slowly kept milking him. I knew I should stay away from his sensitive dickhead, but I kept on massaging the thick tube of flesh that had lost nothing of its stiffness.

“I’m… I’m so sorry, Em…” Liam said, and I heard the embarrassment in his voice.

“Don’t! It’s okay! Was this the first time someone else touched you there??”

I felt him nod, and he took a deep breath. All the while, my fingers gently kept stroking his shaft, and I squeezed it every now and then.

“It’s… I, uhm… I kinda liked it, you know?” I said as another tremble shot through my body when my brother’s dick kicked in my fist.

Liam’s head left my shoulder, and he looked at me. “You did!?” he asked, “But I shot my… on you… on your…”

“Yeah. So?” I asked, and with my free hand, I scooped up a bit of my brother’s cum.

I noticed it was watery and not nearly as thick as Ryan’s. But when I sniffed it and licked it from my fingers, I absolutely loved its taste. Liam’s eyes went wide as he saw me eat his cum, and his cock lurched again. I was so horned up by now that my hormones were clouding my judgment. I didn’t realize it at that moment, but looking back, I would’ve never asked him what I was about to if I hadn’t been that turned on.

“Uhm, Li…” I asked softly and bit my bottom lip, “You still need to know how you, you know… how the real stuff goes, right?”

He swallowed audibly and softly said, “Yeah…”

“You could, I mean… we could do that… if you want… with me,” I said, squeezing his cock, which kicked again.

“Really!? But… we’re brother and sister. Isn’t that… illegal or something?”

“Dunno. But I don’t see any police around here, and we need you to know how this stuff works, right?”

He nodded timidly but didn’t say anything. So, I continued, “Who cares? You’re my brother. I helped you to tie your shoes, right? And to ride a two-wheeler? We haven’t done much together lately, but I’ve got a bit of experience, and I wanna help you. It’s not like we’re getting married or anything. It’s just sex.”

I could see I’d convinced him, but he didn’t make a move. I was still gently massaging his fat dick, and I realized this might prevent him from moving. His body was probably telling him to stay put because otherwise, this might end. So, I reluctantly let go of it, stepped closer, and placed my hands on his ass. This way, his boner was trapped between our bodies. I looked him in his eyes as I gave his firm ass a gentle squeeze.

“My room or yours?” I whispered.

“Uhm… I…” he cleared his throat and said, “Mine.”

“Right. Yours it is,” I said, feeling a sense of power from having control over this situation with my brother.

I let go of his ass and stepped back to let him through. We picked up our clothes – it wouldn’t be good if they were still in the kitchen when Mom and Dad came home – and headed upstairs. As he walked up the stairs in front of me, I got an eyeful of his small but tight ass. It wasn’t as muscular as the rest of his body and still looked a bit boyish, just like his legs, but I absolutely loved what I was looking at!

After we entered his room, he stood there hugging himself nervously.

I knew what I had to do. Most of his room was arranged. He’d put up his poster of Lionel Messi in his Barcelona outfit on the wall first thing. According to Liam, Messi was the best in the world, especially during his Barcelona years. I wasn’t into sports, so he could’ve told me anything about the guy. He still had several boxes to unpack, but he did have his nightstand in order. I found my phone in my pile of clothing, selected a playlist, and inserted it into his speaker dock. “With Or Without You” started playing. I turned on his reading lamp and draped my green too-much-cleavage shirt over it for mood lighting. I never got to have my candles and bathwater, but maybe I could do something for my brother’s first time. 

Done with arrangements, I looked back at my brother. I was surprised to see he was soft now, but loved how impressive his dick still looked on his frame.

“Nervous?” I asked as I walked in front of him, openly eyeing his dick.

“Yeah… I…”

Before he could finish his sentence, I dropped down and squatted in front of him. Right before my eyes was his thick dick, soft and hanging down over his hairless sack. I hadn’t done this before, but I read and heard about it a lot. So, before he could stop me, I grabbed his dick by its base, impressed by its weight, opened my mouth, and took it in. The moment my lips closed around it, Liam stammered above me, “Wh- wha- ohhh… what are you… ohh…”

I immediately felt my brother’s cock thicken in my mouth. I didn’t know what a dick would taste like, but I learned that it didn’t taste like much. More like sticking a finger in your mouth. The idea that he was boning up in my mouth was an experience I’ll never forget. I felt a tremendous sense of pride for giving my brother these feelings.

The smell itself was an aphrodisiac, as if I needed one. It was a bit musky and sweet, and the red pubes in front of my eyes looked cute and tickled my nose. But as soon as his cock expanded in girth, it also lengthened, and my nose couldn’t reach his pubes anymore.

My tongue moved over and around his dickhead as he kept expanding. It felt both hard and soft in my mouth. His skin was smooth, but everything underneath that was rock hard. I couldn’t fit him in my mouth entirely. Not even by a long shot. But I did bob up and down on it, which made him pant heavily. With my left hand, I grabbed his balls and started toying with them. They felt a bit bigger than average grapes, and I was surprised at how easily I could move them around in his sack.

My right hand grabbed his ass cheek, and I pulled him closer. This proved to be a mistake because when I did, his dick slid further into my mouth and pressed against the back of my throat. I barely managed to suppress a gag reflex and was glad Liam didn’t notice.

When I started this, I had planned to just get him hard and wet and ready to fuck me. But now that I was into it, I wanted him to cum. I wanted to feel this thick piece of flesh shoot its cum down my throat. He said himself that he came quickly, and judging by my short hand job and his current moaning and panting, he was already close again. I did read somewhere that boys couldn’t keep it hard when they just came, but somehow, this didn’t seem true for my brother. At least not after his first cum.

But this was a risk I was willing to take. I knew I could get him going again, especially with the promise of his first fuck. It just could take some time, but we weren’t in a hurry. Well… I needed to be fucked, so a certain urgency was undeniably there. But there were other things we could do if it would indeed go soft. The upside of making him cum again was that he’d probably fuck me longer before he’d cum again.

So, I doubled my efforts and sucked and bobbed with great enthusiasm. Each time I lapped my tongue over the underside of his cock head, he moaned, and his ass muscles tightened under my kneading fingers. So, I focused on that bit, and sure enough, after a few more moments of oral stimulation, his cock fattened in my mouth. Liam grunted loudly, and I felt his balls pull up in his sack.

I wasn’t sure what to expect, but the first powerful blast of cum hit me at the back of my throat and almost made me gag. But I swallowed it down quickly, and the three spurts that followed were less powerful and had less volume than that first one. I let it roam through my mouth and loved the taste of my little brother’s watery cum. It was a bit of an odd realization that I could easily do this every day, but it was the honest truth. I only needed someone willing to cooperate, and I wouldn’t mind one bit if that person was my little brother.

When no more cum came out, I licked over his glans once more before I pulled off with a smacking sound and got to my feet. He had a stunned expression on his face, but before he could say anything, I grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the bed. Fixing his Hot Wheels comforter, I lay down on the hood of a blue Corvette, flames behind my head, obscenely spread my legs, eyed my brother’s muscular chest and still-hard cock, and said, “Now… let’s fuck!”

Liam’s nervousness appeared to have gone now as a wicked grin spread across his face. He climbed on the bed, got on his knees, and looked between my spread legs. He seemed suddenly bashful and asked, “Uhm… where do I…”

I nodded knowingly and spread my pussy lips to give him an unobstructed view of what was between my legs. I pointed toward the opening and said, “Just put it there. Do you need help?”

He grabbed his dick by its base, scooted forward on the bed, and pointed his hard cock down so his blunt dickhead was pressed against my entrance.

“That’s it!” I hissed, excited beyond anything I had felt before, just from feeling my little brother’s cock against my sopping pussy, “Now, just slowly push it in, and you’re no longer a virgin.”

“Okay… I…” he said, swallowing loudly again, but started applying more pressure as his hips pushed forward.

My eyes crossed as I was being stretched. His thick dickhead slowly entered me, and I immediately felt that now familiar ‘popping’ sensation. My brother was inside me. Feeling the tip of my little brother’s dick slide into me was so much better than the previous two cockheads before him. Maybe it was because I was so slippery now. Perhaps it was the forbidden nature of being fucked by my brother. Maybe it was just luck. Third time’s the charm!

“Oh… your cock feels terrific, Li!”

He swelled with pride, and despite the tense situation, he managed to say, “And this is just the tip…”

That cheeky little bastard was right!! I was in for a treat if this feeling kept on going. I placed my hands on his ass and said, “I can’t wait…”

Liam leaned forward and placed his hands next to my shoulders. The weight of his body on top of mine was incredible! I firmly grabbed my brother’s ass cheeks and pushed on his butt in an attempt to push him entirely inside. This didn’t work, but Liam got the idea and slid in further. And… oh boy!!

I felt I was being stretched like a balloon that was overinflated. Seeing a balloon stretch out thinner and thinner and the funny but somewhat scary idea that it might pop any second was exactly what I was feeling right now. I was waiting for that pop. I wanted that pop!

My pussy was so slippery that I only felt the skin of my brother’s hard cock move on my inner walls. No friction, just the skin-on-skin contact. I guessed he was about one-third inside of me, and if the sensations would keep increasing the way they were doing now, I’d cum before he was all the way inside.

One look at Liam’s face told me he was enjoying every moment of his first time. But I was too focused on my own feelings now to care about my brother. I’d never felt anything like this before. My eye caught the Hot Wheels flame logo beside my head. Oh, yes! My engine was revving, alright! Something inside was building. It was as if a fire started burning the moment my brother’s dick slipped into me, and that fire was setting everything inside ablaze. But there wasn’t the heat, just the flames tickling me everywhere. I felt so highly on edge inside, and my arms and legs tingled all over.

Every last bit of me was focused on that feeling of my brother’s cock entering me. A fire twister was roaring inside by now, but all I felt was how I was being filled. And when his pubic bone finally pressed against mine, and my clit was being stimulated by it, I felt the tip of his dick touch my cervix. And that’s when I lost it. For the first time in my life, I came from actions that weren’t my own. The simple fact that my brother was giving me this orgasm probably helped, but I came harder and more intense than I ever came before.

Everything around me was quiet, and it was as if I was in the center of that fire twister. Lots of noise around me, but in this center that was my orgasm, there was silence. Just silence and my contracting pussy, belly, and legs. I barely noticed my fingers digging themselves into my little brother’s ass. Liam later told me that this hurt a little bit but was also a big turn-on for him.

My eyes had been shut firmly during my orgasm, and when I opened them, Liam looked worriedly at me. But when I smiled at him, which must’ve been a weak smile because I felt drained, he smiled back and nodded.

Liam had a focused look on his face, which quickly changed into an excited one as he started pulling back. I myself sucked in another breath as he did this because the sensory overload started happening all over again. I was so filled up, but again, I still managed to feel every curve, bump, and vein on my brother’s cock as he moved.

“This is fucking hot…” Liam said as he slid back in again.

I could only nod. I couldn’t speak anymore, and I squeezed his ass when he was entirely back inside, again. I looked between us and saw one single tangle of red pubes. So fucking hot! When he pulled back the second time, he slipped out. I let go of his tight little ass and directed him inside for the second time. After this, he slowly slid himself all the way inside again.

Meanwhile, another colossal orgasm was building. I just couldn’t stop it. My little brother’s cock filled me so much, yet it felt so amazing that I could hardly think straight. His pace was slow but deliberate. I couldn’t care less! As long as he kept filling me up.

With his next push, he slammed a bit firmer against me. My clit was pressed between our bodies, and the tip of his dick slipped a bit into my cervix. And without warning, I came again. It was not as hard as the first time, but I arched my back and I wrapped both my arms around his chest to pull him close. Liam didn’t stop this time, though. He just slowly kept on pistoning in and out of me, again. He was panting heavily, and I was extremely glad that he had come twice already. Otherwise, he would’ve popped off for sure right after entering me.

Another firm push from him and another small orgasm for me. Every time he entered me now, I came. They were small orgasms where my pussy would ripple over his shaft, and my belly and leg muscles would contract. Nothing big, but definitely a fantastic feeling, nevertheless! But the best part of this amazing fuck was that another big one was building and roaring inside.

“I… ahh… I think… hmmm… I’m…” Liam moaned, but I was too far gone to care. And I was so close to that huge, thundering orgasm again that I didn’t want him to stop.

“Just… cum inside… do it!” I managed to mumble. At this point, I’d say anything to keep him going.

“But…” he half-heartedly stammered, but I felt him pick up the pace, which was even better.

“DO IT!” I grunted through my teeth.

I was back inside the eye of the twister. Every inch of my body was on high alert. And all I could feel was my brother’s cock inside and his muscular chest against my nipples. He slammed three more times into me before he stopped. He was deeper inside me than he’d ever been, and his fat cock fattened even more. The moment I felt the first spurt of his boyish cum enter me, I tumbled down the orgasmic hill myself. Time seemed to stop, and all that mattered were my brother and me. My pussy barely had room to move, but it squeezed Liam’s cock so hard that it couldn’t twitch anymore. We had become one right then and there. Our bodies had merged together, and there was no way he could get out at that specific moment in time.

But eventually, my orgasm faded to embers but was still glowing, and my pussy let go of his dick. My entire lower body was still spasming lightly, and I was slowly coming down from that orgasmic cloud. Liam had laid his whole weight on top of me, and if it wasn’t for his heavy breathing, I would’ve sworn he had died. Every now and then, his dick kicked inside, and I would involuntarily squeeze his dick.

I was stroking his back when he lifted his head to look at me. A look of awe and amazement was plastered on his face, which made me chuckle.

I felt all mushy inside when he asked, “You okay?”

This was something Ryan would never have asked. It was a comforting idea that all my brother could think about after his devirginization was how I would feel. This would mean that all the other girls he would please would be in good hands.

But… did I want him to please other girls? Give away a fuck this good?

This was a fleeting thought, and I knew we couldn’t have a future together. But this didn’t mean we couldn’t have fun until then, right?

“Couldn’t be better! You were fucking amazing!”

“Really?” he asked as his dick gave another twitch but was finally slowly losing its stiffness.

“You made me cum,” I said and paused for a moment, “A lot!”

The corner of his mouth pulled up, and he said, “I figured that was what was happening. Didn’t know I could do that.”

“Your cock is fantastic, Li. I won’t have trouble making people believe you know how to use it.”

Liam slowly pulled out and lay down next to me. As I cast another glance over his body, I made a promise to myself to use this body as much as I could for my own pleasure. I would get to know my brother again, and we would certainly do things together, again! I turned to my side and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

“Now… what’s going to be the story we’re going to tell the others?” I asked as I traced my fingers over his pecs.

And there, in my bed, we came up with a plan together. It took us a few tries to fine-tune it as we came up with details while we fucked again, but we had to get the jump on it and make it our story, before it became something to make fun of.

The next day, Keira came to me at lunch. “I just found out… the boy from the locker room… he’s your brother?”

“Oh, yeah,” I waved off.  “Liam. I didn’t find that out until I got home. If you’d told me the boy had red hair, I’d have known. He’s fine. Kid’s naked all the time. He could have done without the four idiots hazing him, but he’s not worried.”

“You’ve seen your brother naked?” Keira asked, full of wonder. This got the attention of the other girls at the table.

“Of course! He’s my brother,” I said, crunching my eyebrows and shrugging. Like, duh… “He’s always walking back-and-forth from the bathroom, that… big thing… swinging…” I pretended to shiver, like I wanted to get the image out of my mind. Obviously, Oscar-grade acting!

“Does he have a girlfriend?” another girl asked, laughing but probably serious.

I got all lost in memory, mixing my own with what I was supposed to say. “Not anymore. I mean, we just moved, so he doesn’t have one here.”  I took a bite of my sandwich and made them all wait a bit. “Back home, he had one, but they broke up. Then he got another, this one girl, and they were at it all the time. Could hear them through the wall, ‘Oh, Liam! Oh, Liam, oh, oh, oh, oh! Liam!’” I did my best stupid-funny orgasm voice.

I took another bite, and they all kept staring wordlessly at me. I decided to turn it up a notch and said, “I’d have to pound on the wall: ‘Hey, knock it off! I’m trying to do my homework!’  Girl’s name was Trixie, or something like Trixie, not sure.”

Liam and I had talked about the names we’d use so we’d keep our story straight, and he came up with Trixie. To me, it was as good of a name as any, but Liam liked the porno-vibe the name oozed. I looked around the table, and they were all quiet, mouths open. I noted that Shannon looked a little put-out, though, not being the center of attention, for once.

“What? Don’t any of you have brothers?” I asked them all. There were some honest nods, a few phony nods, and a lot of curious faces. “Well, then you know…”

Once the word got out, Liam soon became a popular guy in school and wasn’t teased anymore. When he made the volleyball team, those eighth graders even copped to the idea that it was just a hazing since Liam had respectable play on the court. He managed to land plenty of girlfriends during his time in school, for which he thanked me every time.

And the sex between the two of us? We fucked like rabbits. Every opportunity that presented itself, every moment we were alone, we somehow managed to do stuff together. Liam turned out to be an expert in eating me out, and I massively improved my blowjob skills. Chalk that up to the internet and non-stop practice!

Each time we had sex, he fucked my brains out with that thick cock of his, and I’d cum every single time we fucked. I know I’ll never forget those moments for the rest of my life. And having to share him with other girls wasn’t that bad, after all. As long as he kept fucking me on a regular basis.

Our new school turned out to be an okay place, after all. The classes were still boring, but I only had a couple months left to go this school year. I wound up becoming good friends with Keira, and we started our own clique of girls who liked to have fun – away from the snobbery group surrounding Shannon. It would be good to have friends going into summer.

After I sent Xander a text announcing I was finally fucked properly, he congratulated me and demanded that I tell him everything! I did. I only left the minor detail that the boy attached to that fine piece of dick meat was my brother.

He asked me to stay over at his place during spring break because he had some news of his own. The accompanying selfie of him with a cute guy was a bit of a giveaway. And this was a cute guy, indeed! Justin Bieber-style hair, a sexy dimple on his left cheek, and a stylish button-down shirt that contrasted sharply with Xander’s Hawaiian shirt.

During that vacation, I found out that Xander had lost his ‘other’ virginity to this guy, and he was head over heels in love with him. I was so happy for him. That same evening, he had his coming out to his parents, and he wanted me to be there. His parents were so supportive, and I was really happy for my best friend. We never talked about our one-time escapade ever again. He never did tell me who the mystery guy he gave head to was, but I didn’t push him further. After all, we’re friends.

And Ryan? Well… I’ve never heard from him again. And frankly, I don’t care. He was lousy in the sack and has a pencil dick. Why would I complain when I’ve got the exact opposite at my disposal whenever I want?

Yeah… The rumors are true!

The end

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Aetheria – Chapter 13

Aetheria
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 13 – Us

Walking through the halls somehow felt different now. They seemed brighter, and the mess inside was less depressing. The cleaning bots were finished in certain parts of the building, and it showed. Those bots didn’t care about their imminent death. They didn’t know and just did what they were designed to do. Because of this, some parts of the base looked just as if the quake never happened.

But the clean halls weren’t the only reason it felt different, of course. The fact that we were leaving was probably the most critical factor. I felt cleaned up inside my head and cheerful about the future, which had been a while. It was a bummer that we had to go back to Earth, but at least we’d live.

Nadia walked next to me, and as we walked, she wrapped her arm around my waist and laid her head on my shoulder. We didn’t talk, but we both knew how the other felt. She did surprise me when her hand moved over and squeezed one of my ass cheeks.

I looked at her as she did this, and her smile was a mix of apologies and cheekiness. I smiled back and shook my head. She always did dumb stuff like this, and thankfully, today wasn’t an exception. In fact, her whole body language showed signs of mischief, and she acted skittishly.

We were now at the door of our room. I swiped my wrist in front of the keypad on the wall, and the door opened with the familiar whooshing sound. Inside, the cleaning bots were obviously done. It was as clean as when we left it the day we went outside with Ethan.

Ethan… it seemed like an eternity ago! I knew I shouldn’t be thinking about him now. I’d have plenty of time for that after we get off this planet. But still… I tried pushing these thoughts away, but it wasn’t easy.

But Nadia came to the rescue. She must have noticed something because she stepped in close and wrapped her arms around my neck. I felt her boobs pressed against my chest as she leaned in and kissed me hungrily.

“Cheer up! We’ll grab our stuff, and we’re out of here before you know it,” she said softly after we broke the kiss.

“I know… thanks!” I said, “I need to take a piss.”

I went into the bathroom, and as I did my business, I tried to focus my thoughts on getting out of here instead of my dead brother. I stuffed my dick back inside my boxers, zipped up, and sighed deeply. I washed my hands, splashed some water on my face, and was ready to move on. I unlocked the door and expected Nadia to stand there to go in after me, but no one was there.

In the corner of my eye, I saw movement on the bed. I turned my head to look at her and almost choked. Nadia was as naked as the day she was born and smiled seductively at me. She had positioned herself in such a way that she didn’t look cheap or thrashy but simply irresistible.

She leaned against the pillows with her upper body, showing off her magnificent breasts perfectly. Her legs were slightly parted, showing a hint of her slit, but the few hairs above it obscured the view just enough to make me want more.

“Wh- what’s this?” I asked, feeling my now stiff dick twitch hard in my boxers.

“We’ve got time to spare. So… get over here,” she hoarsely whispered.

I still don’t know why, but seeing her like this, the way she talked, and how she was taking the lead triggered something inside. I felt the almost unstoppable urge to fuck her. Making love was terrific, but now I wanted to FUCK her. I was both shocked and amazed by this realization. I didn’t know where I had heard that word before, but it was exactly what I wanted. There was no better word to describe my urges.

I looked at my sister as I kicked off my shoes and lifted my shirt. The moment it was off, I focused on her eyes again and started working on my button and zipper. Nadia’s eyes roamed over my chest, and when I opened my pants, her eyes locked onto that.

I shed my pants quickly, and as they crumpled at my feet, I stood there in just my tented boxers, my dick pointing straight forward. Nadia’s eyes were locked on that tent, and a wicked smile was all over her face. I hooked my fingers inside the waistband of my boxers and slowly started sliding them down. I knew I shouldn’t try a striptease because I’d look ridiculous if I did. But I could take it slow and expose myself in a more or less sexy way like this.

My boxers slid down slowly, and the tip of my dick got caught behind the elastic band, moving it down with my boxers. As I went lower, my pubes and the base of my dick were now exposed, causing Nadia to lick her lips seductively. With an obscene slapping sound, my dick sprang free and slapped against my belly.  Nadia didn’t flinch and kept staring at it.

I quickly ditched my boxers and crawled toward my twin sister on the bed. My hard dick bobbed as I did this. Nadia slid down the pillows and lay flat on the bed, spreading her legs widely. If I still had any doubts about what she wanted, they were now out of the window.

I lay my body down on top of hers and pressed as much of it as possible against her. As my dick rubbed over her slit, she purred coyly and wrapped her arms around me. One of her hands squeezed my ass, and the other pulled my face toward hers.

We kissed each other hungrily, and our bodies rubbed against each other. Her warm pussy felt terrific on my dick, but I wanted… no! I needed more. I didn’t hesitate and sneaked my hand between our bodies. I grabbed my dick and lined it up. I had rubbed it down there enough to know where I could enter her. And without any effort, my dickhead popped inside my twin sister’s pussy.

Nadia looked determined and extremely horny at me, and I felt an almost animalistic urge to make her mine. I didn’t want to hurt her. I’d never hurt her! But it just felt right to penetrate her a lot rougher than last time. So I pushed forward with more force, and the look of surprise on her face when I entered her changed into one of pure lust and submission. I never saw her like this, but there wasn’t a fiber in my body doubting that she liked what I did.

I entered her quickly and with such force that our pubes smashed together.

“Aaahh!! Yesss! Take me…” Nadia grunted.

This wasn’t lovemaking. This was raw sex, and I loved it! And I loved that our twin telepathy even extended to this and that we both enjoyed what we were doing tremendously. I pulled back and slammed back in. The pace was slow, and I was constantly checking out my sister. I wanted her to cum without hurting her, and my own pleasure came in second place.

My dick and my actions had the power to make her feel the most amazing feelings. And I wanted to use that power the best I could. So I kept slamming into her and made sure each trust counted.

She already had an unfocused look on her face, and her head was tilted back. Every time my pubes slammed against her clit, her moans got louder and the tone of her moans higher.

My right hand was still between our bodies, and I managed to rub my thumb over her clit each time I pulled back. It was a bit awkward, but with my left hand, I grabbed her tit and gently squeezed her nipple. Nadia was too unfocused to keep on kissing, so I started nibbling at her neck, a very sensitive spot that I recently discovered.

“Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! AY!!! AAIII!! AAAIII!!”

I increased the speed by which I was slamming into my sister slightly, but the thumb on her clit and hand on her boob was enough. When she breathed this shallowly and started screaming my name, I knew she was coming. This was the perfect moment to let go. I stopped my focus on her and just went for it. Since this was only my second fuck, I was way closer than I wanted to be, and there was no way I was holding back anymore.

“AAAIIII!” Nadia screamed and dug her fingers into my ass and my back.

Her whole body tensed up, and her pussy gripped my dick so firmly I could hardly move.  But I HAD to move! The snowball was already rolling down the hill, and I had to stay ahead of it. So, I kept on pistoning in and out, pushing through the clenching pussy of my sister.

After I pulled out the third time, the grip around my dick loosened a little, which was enough to push me over the edge. I slammed in two more times, and when I felt the cum shooting up my shaft, Nadia’s pussy gripped me again, and maybe even firmer than before.

As my incestuous cum coated my sister’s insides, my brain went offline. I only saw her wrinkled-up face as she was still orgasming pretty heavily. Everything around us was gone. My dick throbbed, and Nadia’s pussy was milking me, claiming everything I had to offer.

I couldn’t hold my body up anymore and dropped down on top of her. She’d told me that she liked to feel my weight on her, and that’s exactly what I was doing now, although for a different reason. I felt utterly spent! We both lay there panting. Nadia started caressing the back of my head and whispered, “You are amazing!”

I couldn’t say anything and nodded once to show I heard her. Occasionally, her pussy gripped my dick, which caused it to twitch. The last time this happened, we started giggling, but now, Nadia said, “I’m still sorta… cumming. I’m still really close.”

And after my dick twitched again, she said with a bit of amazement in her voice, “And you’re still hard!”

I lifted my head to look at her and wasn’t sure what to do next. I figured it was over and started pulling out of her so she could cuddle. But the moment she felt me move, she wrapped her legs around my ass. Her pussy twitched quite firmly as she did this, and it felt terrific around my sensitive dick as I slid back inside.

A wicked grin spread across her face, but I didn’t have a clue what she was thinking. Before I could say or do anything, she moved her body, pressed against my shoulder, and turned her lower body with her legs still wrapped around me. I fell to my left, and before I realized what happened, Nadia also turned. It all happened really quickly, and before I knew it, I was lying on my back, and Nadia sat on top of me. My dick somehow managed to stay inside of her, and as she pushed her body down on it, her face looked amazed.

“It’s in even deeper like this!” she said as she sat up straight and ground her pussy against my pubic bone.

The way she was sitting gave me the best view of my sister and the most fantastic feeling around my dick at the same time. I looked at her incredible body rising up from my groin. Her boobs looked terrific, and as my eyes traveled down her tight belly and ended on her pussy where our genitals merged, I knew I was the luckiest boy in the universe.

I instinctively placed my hands on her hips and looked her in the eyes. Nadia placed her hands on my chest and gyrated her hips, which did amazing things on and around my dick. This was a whole new stimulation I never felt before.

“You’re the… and I… Bisque, so…” Nadia whispered incomprehensibly as she moved herself on my dick more deliberately now.

I moved my left hand from her hip to her tit to play with her nipple. They looked so incredibly inviting as they hovered above me that I just had to touch them. The moment I gently squeezed it, Nadia stiffened, and her pussy gripped my dick firmly again. The deep groan coming from her throat, combined with her convulsing pussy, didn’t take a genius to add two and two together.

This time, her orgasm didn’t take over completely. Yes, she was cumming, but she kept grinding against me. After the clenching around my dick ebbed away a little, she started lifting herself. My dick traveled down her love canal, and it was both weird and exciting to not be in control of that.

After I almost slipped out, Nadia moved her body down again. Her face had an odd look that I hadn’t seen before. It was as if she was hypnotized and completely in her own bubble, oblivious to the world around her.

My right hand sneaked over her hip and firmly gripped her ass cheek. Feeling the muscles move under her soft skin as she rose again was tantalizing. And after she moved back down and pressed her clit against me, she grunted deeply again, and her pussy gripped me once more. It was about the same as before. She obviously came, but she didn’t cum hard enough. Every half a minute or so, she did this. Sweat was forming on her forehead and upper lip, but she kept on going.

She didn’t pick up the pace, nor did she slow down. Now I was the one being fucked, and I didn’t mind one bit. I did find it hard to keep my focus, though. So I placed both my hands on my sister’s hips as she kept impaling herself on my throbbing dick. The speed didn’t change, but her moves were more deliberate now.

Just as I was starting to get used to the frequency of her orgasms, she didn’t cum. She dug her fingers into the flesh of my chest and slammed down hard against me with her pussy. It didn’t hurt, far from it, but something had definitely changed.

I didn’t know how long we were fucking like this, but I was glad I already came before. Otherwise, there was no way I would’ve lasted this long. But with the change of force of her actions and the way her pussy kept on gripping my dick, I was a lost cause. The buildup inside my balls had reached a boiling point, something I pushed away to the background. But now, my balls almost screamed that they needed relief.

I couldn’t help myself anymore and slammed hard against my sister’s pelvis as she moved down. But after just two of these, I froze. My ass was still off the bed, and I felt my dick fatten. This orgasm happened so suddenly and was so intense that I practically screamed.

As the first powerful spurt left my dick, Nadia’s weight forced my ass back down. And despite my extremely powerful climax, I felt Nadia’s orgasm hit her. The grip around my dick was almost painful but added such an extra dimension to it all, that I thought I had left my body.

Nadia dropped down on me, and as her pussy kept trying to squeeze my dick off, her body was limp and shook uncontrollably. Her “ooohhh… ooohhh… yesss… aaahhh…” in my ear pushed me through another wave. And although I had no more sperm left to give, I felt like I came again.

Nadia breathed raggedly, and as I felt her weight on top of me, I knew what she meant. We were so connected at that moment! Her contracting pussy and my twitching dick, combined with all the skin contact and sweat, made me feel like we were one.

I was still panting heavily, and so was Nadia. But it concerned me a little that she didn’t move at all.  Besides the movement of her pussy, of course. So I stroked her hair and softly whispered her name. This seemed to break the spell, and she started moving. She lifted her head and looked at me as if she was amazed to see me there.

“I was… holy moly!” she whispered and kissed me passionately on my mouth, grabbing my face with both hands.

I felt my dick deflate and slowly slide out of my sister’s slippery love tunnel. It flopped out unceremoniously, and some of my cum dripped out of her and onto my limp dick and pubes. Nadia kept kissing me, and I cupped her firm ass with both hands. This wasn’t a loving kiss but one that expressed our physical attraction to each other. After we broke the kiss, Nadia rolled off me and onto the mattress.

“We are really good at this sex thing, aren’t we?” I asked in the silence that followed.

“Oh boy! You can say that again! I could do this all day!”

“Uhm… what was that thing you did with your, uhm…”

“What do you mean?” she asked as she turned on her side to face me.

“You kept squeezing my… dick when you sat on top of me.”

“Oh that… I think I… I was almost constantly cumming. I didn’t know I could do that!”

“I’m jealous! You seemed to really be enjoying yourself,” I chuckled.

“Your, uhm, cock is amazing! It triggers something inside I can’t explain. Every time you move it in or out, it’s like a short circuit in my brain. Does that sound weird?” she asked as she lay her head on my chest and cupped my balls again.

“Nah… I think I get it.”

Nadia toyed gently with my balls as we were lost in our thoughts. I knew we had to get up sometime, but lying like this was just too lovely.

Nadia cleared her throat and softly said, “I liked this time better than our first…”

“Yeah. Me too. Way less depressing.”

“Guess you’re right. It’s too bad this will also be our last time for a while. I don’t think Mom and Dad will understand if we share a suspension pod on the way back.”

I laughed at that. I knew she was right. Our love for each other had to remain a secret between us. Maybe back on Earth, we could find some way to be together as much as possible, but we’d still have to be careful.

“I don’t think they’ll understand, no,” I smiled.

“But… I want to be with you, Ay! Why’s that so strange?”

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you and with no one else! We’ll have to find a way to make this work! And I know we will. But first, we need to get off this planet,” I said, feeling tears of frustration well up in my eyes.

Nadia moved over and kissed me tenderly on my lips. We shared a loving kiss for a couple of moments, savoring each other’s love.

“I need to pee,” Nadia giggled after we broke the kiss, “your stuff keeps leaking out.”

“Let’s get dressed and prepare to go outside, okay?”

She gave my balls a gentle squeeze, kissed me on my cheeks, and treated me with a fantastic view of her fine ass as she headed to the bathroom.


“See you on the other side,” I said as I entered the small change room.

The automatic system didn’t allow us to change together, so we each went into separate booths. We had cleaned and closed the room in the basement, and our bedroom was already being swept by the bots as we left it. We shut down all unneeded equipment, grabbed our bags, and headed out.

Our personal bags were in the garage’s airlock, so we could grab them later. After going through the decontamination and airlock cycle, I was outside first. My eyes immediately went to the sky, and there, right between the two moons, it was…

“That’s… that’s a big one,” Nadia said as she walked up next to me.

“It is! We’d never survive the impact. Not even if the shelter was fifty stories deep.”

“Let’s grab our bags,” Nadia said, and we headed over to the garage.

After we grabbed our bags, we walked over to the landing zone. We were about forty minutes early instead of the sixty we had planned for because Nadia had an issue with her HB-ICS undersuit. It didn’t recognize her at first, so we had to give it a hard reset. But we still had plenty of time to spare as we sat down on some rocks.

After a couple of minutes, Nadia said, “Well… this is boring as hell…”

“Too bad we can’t have sex out here,” I giggled, “That would definitely kill some time.”

A heartbeat later, I felt buzzing near my dick, and I boned up instantly. I glanced over at Nadia, who looked smug at me with her finger still on her wrist pad.

“It’s not the same,” I said and enabled the same thing on Nadia’s suit to get back at her.

“Ohh… No, not at all! Does feel good, though!” she smiled.

The stimulation around my dick was great, but I didn’t want to cum in my pants. So I looked at my sister and said, “Turn it off, please. I don’t want a mess inside my pants.”

The look on her face betrayed she hadn’t realized this. And as she switched it off, I opened the app on my wrist pad.

“Leave it on! I’m… ahhh… not the one making a mess.”

I shrugged and looked at her. That horny look I loved so much was back. The monitor app on my wrist showed she had an elevated heart rate, and her breathing was shallower than it should be. There was nothing to worry about yet, and if there was, this function would automatically disable itself.

“I love how your cock makes me feel filled up,” she said out of the blue.

“I… uhm…”

“It’s so thick! And so hard, it doesn’t… oohhh… bend at all. So when it rubs over that one… hmmm… special place inside, it’s…”

She looked deep into my eyes as she said this. I didn’t know what to say to this, so I smiled weakly at her and said, “Sorry??”

“Uh uh,” she said and shook her head, “Don’t be. It’s like a perfect… ahhh… fit!”

I watched in silence as my sister approached her orgasm. It was hot to watch her squirm and hear her pant over the radio. After a couple of moments, it was clear she was getting close. I’ve seen her cum enough by now to know this for sure. But when her eyes flew open, and the look on her face morphed into one of anger and frustration, I immediately knew what was going on.

“What the hell, Ay! Why did you turn it off?”

“I didn’t! I swear! I was just thinking how hot it is to watch you like this.”

She pressed some buttons on her wrist pad, but all she got was an annoying beep. She pressed the buttons more urgently, but her pad kept on beeping. I couldn’t suppress a giggle as she was fiddling and got more and more frustrated.

“Stop laughing, Doofus! I was almost there! And now it just stopped… Again!” she said with a hint of amusement in her voice.

“I think it’s a function they built in to get the colonists, you know… going… to populate the planet. It doesn’t help to push them over the edge.”

Nadia looked at me, and as the wheels turned inside her head, I could see the realization in her eyes.

“You think so?”

I shrugged and said, “Makes sense…”

“I guess you’re right! Didn’t think of it like that. I thought it was a useless feature, but now that you put it like this, it makes perfect sense.”

“Although I have to admit it’s a bit cruel.”

“Tell me about it! I was so close, and now I can’t do anything about it.”

“We can go back inside…” I chuckled.

“Yeah, right. And miss out on that one opportunity we’ve got to get out of here! No way.”

Even if she wanted to go back inside, I wouldn’t let her. It was a joke, but considering the situation, probably not my best one, so I decided to drop it. We waited in silence for a couple of minutes, with both of us looking at the approaching rock in the sky.

“It’s a pity, you know?” Nadia said after a while.

“What is?”

“That this beautiful place will be evaporated…”

“I thought you didn’t like it here?”

“I didn’t wanna leave Earth. That’s something different.”

“True. But what if-“

We both looked up at the approaching humming sound. There, still a tiny spot in the sky, a transport ship grew bigger with each passing second.

“They’re here!” Nadia exclaimed as she jumped up.

I got to my feet and had to swallow down a lump in my throat. They really came back for us. My head knew they would, but in my heart, I still had doubts. Nadia slammed her body into mine, and we hugged each other tightly. We made sure to step out of the way so the transport would have an unobstructed path to the landing spot. I almost bounced with joy as the ship landed. Behind the windows, Mom and Dad’s excited faces showed, and we waved excitedly at each other.

The moment the door opened and Mom and Dad came running out, Nadia and I sprinted toward them.

“Aidan! Nadia!” Mom shouted as we hugged in one big, family hug.

“We’re so sorry!” Dad started but was cut off immediately by Nadia.

“You’re here! We’re here! That’s what’s important,” she said.

I wouldn’t have any of that either, so I said, “The base is a mess. You did the right thing!”

“But Ethan…” Mom stammered.

“I know,” I said softly, “but there’s nothing any of us could do about it. It was a stupid accident.”

Mom smiled through her tears and gave me another firm hug. Dad was hugging Nadia, and I heard him sniff over the radio.

“Sir?” the pilot said nervously over the radio.

“Right! We need to go, guys. We’ll talk on the Zephyr.”

Nadia and I grabbed our bags and sat down in the transporter. About an hour later, we were greeted enthusiastically by the people aboard the Zephyr.

We were in the big garage that was now almost empty. There wasn’t a room big enough in the simulated gravity portion of the ship, so everyone had gathered in here. The downside of being weightless didn’t measure up to the chance of being together. It did strike me that the group was a lot smaller than back down on Aetheria. As some people came to talk to us and shake our hands, it turned out that everyone was worried sick about us. Since we lost a lot of people during the quake, people looked at our survival as a beacon of hope.

Dad took the microphone and thanked everyone for their help in our rescue. He specifically thanked the guy who came up with the idea of relaying the radio signal through the Terra site. After Dad was done talking, Jovii floated to the central spot and took the mic from him.

“Because of the effort Major Thom had to put in the rescue of his son and daughter, I was given the task of monitoring the asteroid. We decided to call it Moros, and we were able to track its course in more detail. And we’ve got news for you,” he said with a serious look on his face.

A lot of mumbling and excited whispers went through the crowd. I looked at Dad, who simply shrugged.

“Moros will enter Aetheria’s atmosphere, that we know for sure. But it won’t crash on the planet!”

“What!?” I heard myself ask as the crowd erupted with excited chatter.

Nadia looked wide-eyed at me and appeared just as confused as I was. Jovii lifted his hand for us to be quiet.

“Moros will probably ricochet off the atmosphere like a pebble on the water, and its course will change forever. But the fact that it’ll hit the atmosphere isn’t a bad thing. During this time, it’ll add significant heat to the planet, and judging by the composition of Moros, it’ll add a significant portion of oxygen and hydrogen to the planet’s atmosphere. You just don’t want to be down there when it hits.”

“What does that mean?” someone in the back shouted.

“We think it’ll save us at least two years of terraforming, probably three.”

“Oh wow!” Dad said excitedly.

“After our evasive maneuver is done, we’ll show the impact on the large screen here in the central hall.”

Turned out the calculations were correct. The external cameras managed to capture the impact beautifully. Everyone was holding their breath as Moros approached. When Moros entered the atmosphere, the whole planet got an eerie red glow. Nadia was standing next to me and squeezed my hand tightly as this happened. When Moros sort of bounced off the invisible band of air surrounding the planet, and it was clear it wouldn’t crash, the whole crowd cheered in excitement. The color of the atmosphere went back to normal quickly as the rock shot off into deep space.

People were celebrating, and I could see Mom and Dad were happy. They were constantly smiling and very affectionate toward each other. After a couple of moments of watching the celebrations, Nadia pulled me close, hugged me tightly, and gave me a quick peck on my lips.


After the excitement died down and the celebrations were done, we went to our cabin. We sat at the table and talked about the things that had happened. It turned out that Nadia and I had a walk in the park compared to what had happened at the main base.

Lots of injuries and missing people. Dad had to manage all that while worrying about his missing kids on a foreign planet in the meantime. We cried a lot about Ethan. This was actually the first time both Nadia and I allowed the thoughts about what had happened and of losing him to come to the forefront. And it hit us hard. But after Mom and Dad assured us we’d give him a proper funeral, we were able to give it a place. We agreed that we’d never forget him.

Dad told us that about half the people wanted to return to Earth. We also talked about this extensively, and despite everything that had happened, Nadia and I wanted to stay. Mom wasn’t convinced but said she couldn’t leave us on this planet, so they would also remain here.

It was getting late, and I had to suppress a yawn, but Nadia saw me. She winked at me and surprised me when she asked, “Mom? Can Aidan and I sleep in one of the unoccupied cabins?”

“Uhm… I guess…” Mom said questioningly as she looked at Dad.

“We’ve been alone for so long now, and I think it’ll help me sleep when it’s just the two of us…” she said sweetly.

Dad shrugged and said, “I don’t see why not. The one next door where Seymour and Patty used to live is available.”

“You sure you don’t mind?” Nadia asked.

“Of course not, hon,” Mom said warmly.

“Come on, Dufus. Time to hit the sack.”

I followed my sister out of the room and into the next. I was at a loss for words and dumbfounded at how she had managed to do this. She knew how to play Mom and Dad like a fiddle and did it with excellence.

After the door closed behind us, Nadia lifted her shirt and unclasped her bra. She turned around and seductively said, “It’s time for you to fuck me, big brother.”

I wasn’t one to argue with that, and after another fantastic love-making session, we fell asleep in each other’s arms, Nadia’s hand firmly cupping my balls.

We were still alive and were going to make it count. Together.

The end

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Aetheria – Chapter 12

Aetheria
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 12 – Shelter

We were quiet as we walked down the stairs. Basement eight was the deepest one the base had, and it doubled as a bomb shelter slash panic room. Since no one knew what could happen, a shelter was mandatory when colonizing another planet. I didn’t think it would help us one bit when a colossal meteor would hit us, but it was the smartest thing to do other than get off the planet.

Nadia opened the door, and we went inside. I closed the door and pressed the button marked ‘seal,’ and lots of loud clicks and clunky sounds filled the room as a big wheel on the door turned. The wheel looked like one you’d find on an airlock in an old spaceship, and it was evident we were locked inside.

I looked around and was pleasantly surprised by how the room looked. It was big and had several separate rooms around it. We were standing in the main living area, but there were doors all around it. As we checked them out, we learned that most of them were bedrooms, but there was also a big kitchen and a control room.

“Maybe this room is still operational,” I pointed as Nadia walked up next to me.

“Let’s see.”

Nadia fiddled a bit with the computers, and after about a minute, she pulled up a screen with a countdown timer and looked worriedly at me. It didn’t take a genius to know what I was looking at.

The clock was currently at twenty-five hours, eight minutes, and thirty-two seconds. A little over a day…

“Well… shit!” I mumbled.

“You can say that again… And it has a possible impact percentage of seventy-nine percent.”

“That’s relatively low, isn’t it?”

“Still freaking high if you ask me.”

I sat down and felt utterly defeated. Nadia looked at me, and she looked even worse. We started talking about everything that had happened. Like, why did we even go to this remote planet in the first place? About how it threw everything it had at us in an attempt to kill us. What the odds of an earthquake followed by a destructive meteor were. We figured that the chances of winning the lottery twice in a row were probably higher.

The more we talked about it, the better I felt. I was with the person I loved most, and the fact that we were about to die didn’t even bother me that much anymore. I was with Nadia, and we were together. That was all that mattered.

“We need to find a way to use that antenna to contact the Zephyr. But I just don’t see a way to do it. We can’t possibly point it towards that ship, and It’s way too underpowered,” Nadia said after we were quiet for a couple of minutes.

“Then we need to think outside the box.”

“I’ve tried to do that ever since we got here, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t find a solution!”

She sounded very frustrated, and I couldn’t blame her. I felt exactly the same, although I realized I had started to give up. But I didn’t want the love of my life to die! And then and there, right at that moment, I found new energy to try and fix the problem. Nadia just couldn’t die! I simply wouldn’t allow that. I wrecked my brain for a couple of moments, and suddenly, an idea popped up. Two actually.

“We’ve still got plenty of time to go out, right?”

Nadia looked puzzled at me, pointed at the screen, and nodded.

“Look. We can’t write a message in the sand outside, right?”

“Yes. We talked about this. The rain will wash it away before we can finish it.”

“So… Morse code!” I said excitedly.

Nadia didn’t catch on, so I continued, “We place rocks outside. It’s not too much work, and we only need twelve rocks. Three short, which are three rocks. Then, three long, which are two rocks each. And then three rocks for the last three shorts. S.O.S.”

Nadia looked expressionless at me for a couple of moments and then mumbled, “That might work, you know? It’s a bit of a long shot, but why not? Are you okay with wearing an exo suit again?”

“I don’t see why not. The last time was an accident, but this is exactly what the suits are made for. So… no. Not a problem!”

“Bisque…”

“And there’s another option,” I said and paused dramatically, but when Nadia rolled her eyes, I said triumphantly,  “The water collection drones!”

Nadia shook her head, “I checked them. They can’t carry people, and there’s no life support on board. Not an option.”

“I know! But… hear me out. I saw buckets of paint in the hallway on the way up. We can paint text on one of them and then hope someone will read that when they board the ship to dump the water.”

“Another long shot because it’s a fully automated system, and people hardly ever come back there,” she said, and after a short pause, she continued, “But it’s better than nothing…”

“Let’s go! There’s still some daylight left, so we need to get going.”

I got into the exo suit, and I had to admit that it did feel a bit odd. But as I got to work, this feeling quickly disappeared.

As I was putting the rocks together, Nadia managed to redirect three of the water transport drones to shore. Telling them that they needed repairs was enough. After she had painted the text, ‘Aidan and Nadia still alive – send help!’ On each of them, they went back to their original task of gathering water and flying to the Zephyr.

“Now what?” Nadia asked after we were done.

“Dunno. I guess it’s best to go to the shelter and just wait.”

“Wait for what?”

“Don’t,” I said softly, feeling her fears, “we tried everything. They’ll come for us. And if not, that shelter might save our lives.”

“Tomorrow morning, we can actually see the meteor from here…” Nadia said, looking up.

“I hope to be off this planet by then.”


We headed back to the base and went into the shelter. After I sealed the door, Nadia grabbed a big toothpaste-like tube for each of us that contained our dinner. We didn’t need to heat it because when you unscrewed the cap, it warmed itself. We flopped down on the couch, where we squirted the gooey substance in our mouths.

“It tastes great!” Nadia said, surprised. I could see her actually lighten up a little.

“It does!”

After we finished our ‘dinner’, we sat on the couch opposite to each other. I was toying with my coms, and Nadia had picked up a magazine from the coffee table. I was so engrossed in my coms that I didn’t notice Nadia scooting over. She laid herself against me and sighed deeply.

“We are going to die, aren’t we?” she whispered.

“What!?” I replied loudly, “No! Of course not! We are goi-“

“Stop it, Ay! Don’t. Just… don’t. We are not going to make it, and you know it.”

“But…” I half-heartedly tried.

But I knew she was right. Deep down, I knew this for a while but was too afraid to admit it to myself. Nadia just had the guts to say it out loud. I saw a tear roll down her cheek, and I felt my eyes water. The inconvenient truth was that we weren’t going to survive this.

“I… I don’t wanna die, but now that it’s, you know…, I’m glad I’m with you,” Nadia said between soft sniffs.

I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye, swallowed a lump in my throat away, and nodded.

“I love you…” I whispered as it felt like the only thing to say at that moment.

Nadia moved up and kissed me tenderly on my cheek. After that, she whispered a soft but heartfelt “I love you so much!” in my ear.

I sat there thinking about all the things I still wanted to do but were never going to happen. I would miss out on so many things! I’d never fly my own spaceship, never be a systems engineer, never have children, and I’d die without having… Oh wow! We’d both die as virgins.

Nadia shifted next to me, and I hesitated. Was this the right moment to bring this up? Why was this on top of my mind at this moment? Shouldn’t we only be concerned about saving our lives? I was SO confused.

“Ay?” Nadia asked softly.

“Sup?” I asked and kissed her on her head.

“I… will you, I mean…” she cleared her throat, “will you please have sex with me?”

I was stunned by her question. How did she know I wanted this, too? Why did she have the courage to ask where I didn’t?

“I… I was…” I stammered, “Nevermind! Yes! I would absolutely love to!”

“Really?” Nadia asked excitedly.

“Of course! I love you, and everything we have done so far is amazing! So why die as virgins?”

“You’re so romantic,” she chuckled.

Neither of us moved for a few moments. I felt my dick throb in my pants from anticipation and decided we needed to do this. So, I got to my feet, and as Nadia eyed the tent in my pants, I offered her my hand. She grabbed it, and I pulled her to her feet.

I didn’t know why, but it felt right to lift her from her feet and carry her in my arms. As I did this, she immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder.

She was heavier than I anticipated, so I was glad it was just a short walk to the bedroom. I lay her gently on the bed and looked at her. The look on her face was a mix of sadness, eagerness, anticipation, and excitement.

Before I could do anything, she sat up and started working on the button and zipper of my pants. It wasn’t rushed or extreme lust that drove her. She was just getting me ready by undressing me. As my pants slid down my hips, I pulled up my shirt.

I was now standing in front of my sister in just my tented black boxers. Nadia didn’t know what to do next, so I reached down and pulled at her shirt. She caught on and lifted her arms to help me. By now, she knew I was terrible at bras, so as I dropped her shirt, she quickly unclasped her bra and dropped it on the floor.

I moved myself down, kissed her tenderly on her lips, and pressed softly against her upper body. Nadia knew what I meant. She lay back down on the bed and looked at me. Her whole body language oozed trust, and she looked magnificent, lying there topless with her nipples hard as erasers.

I kneeled on the bed with one knee and opened her pants. As I pulled at the legs, she shimmied her hips sexily, and her pants came off quickly enough. She smiled coyly at me as I hooked my trembling fingers in the waistband of her white cotton panties.

I stood back up and looked down at my now-naked sister. I was freaking out about what we were going to do, but seeing how she looked at me with a warm but nervous smile, calmed me down considerably.  

I unceremoniously dropped my boxers, and my boner wiggled in front of me as I got back on the bed between my sister’s spread legs. I lay my body down on top of hers but made sure my dick was nowhere near her pussy. It was a bit awkward like this, but because this was our first time, I didn’t want to rush things.

My face was inches from hers, and we looked deep into each other’s eyes. Nadia wrapped her arms around my body and pulled me closer. This meant my dick now lay on top of her pussy, but she didn’t seem to mind one bit and even moaned softly when we touched.

I moved my face down and kissed her deeply. Nadia’s hands roamed all over my back, and her soft touch sent shivers down my spine. After kissing like this for a while, we broke it and opened our eyes. This was it! We didn’t need words or anything. We simply knew what to do and what the other one wanted.

I pulled my ass back a bit, and my dick dropped between her legs. I reached between our bodies, grabbed my dick by its base, and pressed my dickhead against my sister’s opening. The tip slid in a tiny bit, and her pussy lips wrapped around it and kept my throbbing member in place.

“I love you, Ay!” Nadia whispered.

I pushed my hips forward and felt myself slide slowly into the most wonderful place ever. The slick, velvety sleeve surrounding my dick was like nothing I could ever imagine.

We kept looking at each other as I entered my sister. Slowly but steadily, more and more of my dick was surrounded by her warm, soft skin. Nadia’s look lost her focus a few times, and her soft, almost whimpering moans urged me on. I had expected some resistance, But after what seemed like forever, I had penetrated my sister completely.

My balls rested against her underside, and my pubes pressed against hers. I even felt them tickle a bit. I lay completely still, unsure what to do next.

“Oh… wow!!” Nadia whispered, “This is…”

A tear formed in the corner of her eye. I was afraid I was hurting her, but a barely noticeable smile on her lips told me this was something different.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, still a bit worried.

“It’s… we are going to die. And here we are, doing something we should’ve done a long time ago! I… I love you so much, Ay!”

“I… I love you too! I wish we had more time together.”

“Me too. Let’s just enjoy the time we have left, okay?” Nadia said and moved her hands on top of my ass to urge me on.

I didn’t need any more encouragement. I knew what I had to do, and my instinct took over. I started pulling back, and a tingle shot through me as I did. Nadia hissed loudly and arched her back.

“Did I hurt you?” I asked and stopped moving altogether.

“No, no! It’s bisque… keep going, please!”

So, I pulled back further. I didn’t want to pull out too far and leave my sister’s pussy, so after a few moments of pulling out, I pushed back in. I heard myself moan as the feeling in and around my dick intensified. Nadia also groaned as I pressed my pubic bone against hers.

I pulled out again, but this time, I pulled out too far. My dick slipped out, and Nadia looked almost pleadingly at me. I managed to get back in with just a slight movement of my hips and pushed in swiftly.

Nadia and I moaned simultaneously as I pressed hard against her again. I pulled out again and pushed back in without issues. Out and in again. And again.

“Ohhh… yesss…” Nadia hissed.

I was so focused on making my sister feel good that I almost didn’t notice the tear rolling down my cheek. It was weird feeling sad, excited, and horny at the same time. I didn’t want to lose my sister. I wanted us to have a life together. But here we were, expressing our love and devotion to each other for the first and last time in our young lives. It was a tear of sadness and happiness at the same time.

My hands were beside her head as my body lay entirely on top of hers. This way, I could feel all of my twin sister’s body as we lost our virginities to each other. Nadia’s hands left the top of my ass, and each of them snuggled into mine. Our fingers interlocked, and as I looked into her eyes, I realized I had never felt closer to another person in my life.

But it didn’t take long to just focus on the fantastic feelings on my dick. Nadia already had the telltale signs of her approaching orgasm, and I felt the pressure build between my balls and butthole. I was thrusting in and out of my sister at a steady pace. I had only slipped out once and knew now exactly how far I could pull back. I liked long and steady in and out thrusts, as opposed to the short and rapid ones I tried briefly.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Nadia panted.

I knew she was in the endzone now. Our hands left each other, and she wrapped her arms around my upper body. They squeezed me tight, and she wrapped her legs around my lower body, pushing me in even deeper that way.

But I was quickly approaching the point of no return myself. I wanted my sister to have the best first time I could possibly give her, but I started losing control myself. I slammed harder into her with every thrust. And even though my ass didn’t have much room to move anymore, I managed to make them count.

My entire groin tingled intensely, and just when I thought I was going to cum, Nadia groaned, and her body started convulsing. She slammed her eyes shut, and her mouth formed a perfect ‘O’.

Despite my internal promise to give her the best orgasm she ever had, my own urges took over. I kept pistoning in and out at the same pace and tried to stay ahead of the approaching tidal wave my orgasm was going to be.

As Nadia came, the feeling around my dick became almost unbearably amazing. Her moist, soft, and squishy pussy was squeezing and massaging my dick in such a way that I just couldn’t control myself anymore. With one last powerful thrust, I slammed deep into my sister.

My balls pulled up, and every part between my ass and the tip of my dick felt like it was on fire and frozen solid at the same time.

“Aaanngghh!!” I grunted as the first spurt of cum left my dick.

Nadia hugged me even tighter as the cum left my body and coated my sister’s insides. Her mouth was close to my ear this way, and her soft, “ohh yeah… I feel your…aaahh” gave me goosebumps all over.

My dick was still twitching, but no more cum came out. Every time it twitched, Nadia’s pussy gripped it firmly, which caused my dick to twitch again. After this happened a few times, we giggled. As I regained my breath, I moved my dick in and out one last time. I lifted my head as I did this, and we looked intensely at each other. I leaned in, and we kissed tenderly before I reluctantly pulled out and lay down next to my sister.

Immediately, she cuddled up and lay her head on my chest. I was so overwhelmed by my first time that I didn’t know what to say or do. I wasn’t a virgin anymore, but I wasn’t proud or excited about it.

“Thank you,” Nadia said softly.

“No! Thank you!” I replied, feeling weird about being thanked for having sex.

“Can we do this when… you know… ‘IT’ hits us?”

“Good plan! We’ll go out with a bang,” I said seriously.

“Do you think it’ll hurt much? Dying, I mean…”

“Dunno. If you look clinically at it, I don’t think so. When the meteor hits, the air will become so hot it’ll actually turn into a fireball. That’ll vaporize us instantly. And if, by some miracle, we’re out of the fireball zone, the debris flying around will be enough to crush us within a millisecond.”

“You thought it through, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. I did. I don’t want you to suffer. I even considered suicide by swallowing pills or something. But the meteor will kill us way faster, I reckon.”

Nadia sniffed, pressed herself tighter against me, and said in a heartbreaking tone, “I don’t wanna die, Ay!”

Tears flowed down my cheeks as I tried comforting her. But the whole concept of our upcoming death was also too much for me. We both lay there crying our eyes out and trying to find some comfort in each other. 

“We’ve still got a little over fourteen hours left to live. I don’t wanna sleep the rest of my life away, but I’m tired. Can we nap for a while?” Nadia asked after the tears dried out.

“Sure thing. Computer! Please wake us in four hours,” I said.

Nadia got comfy beside me, moved her hand down to cup my balls, and whispered, “I love you, Ay.”

After a couple of minutes, her breathing deepened. A few minutes after that, I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.


‘Beep! Beep! Beep!’

The sound of annoying beeps pulled me back to the land of the living. I blinked a few times, and it took me a couple of seconds to realize where I was. Nadia was lying against me, and her hand was still cupping my balls.

I wasn’t woken by the alarm I set. These were different beeps, and I hadn’t heard those before. As I was waking up, Nadia stirred next to me.

“Wh… whsdr!?” she grumbled.

“I think there’s something wrong,” I said after clearing my throat.

Nadia has always been quicker at waking up than I was. She let go of my balls, rubbed her eyes, and got to her feet. She gave me just enough time to scan her ass and boobs before she headed over to the control panel in the other room.

I quickly got up and followed her. On the monitoring screen, it was clear that something was wrong with the Terra site. The site itself didn’t seem offline, but all the telemetry readouts were gone.

“Nadia pressed some buttons, opened up a couple of other windows on the computer, and mumbled a soft, “What the..”

“What’s wrong?”

“Dunno. I can’t explain it. Everything is up and running. There’s just no more telemetric data coming our way.”

“Is it broken?”

“That’s what’s so weird. There’s still a constant data stream, but the computer can’t make any sense of that data.”

Nadia fiddled some more on the computer. I tried to figure out what she was doing, but this was what she was trained for back on Earth. Just like I was prepared for all sorts of outdoor activities. Nadia obviously knew what she was doing, and I pulled up a chair for her to sit on.

“Thanks,” she said as she sat down, never taking her eyes off the screen.

I got us a drink, sat down next to her, and watched her do her magic. I was glad the beeps had stopped, but other than that, I thought it was a waste of time. Why try to save the Terra site when it would be destroyed anyway in a couple of hours? But Nadia was busy, and it took her mind off the big rock that would kill us, so I figured it was good. And I liked watching my naked sister, and I had plenty of opportunities now.

About half an hour later, I figured it was enough. But right when I wanted to open my mouth, Nadia whispered, “That’s it!”

I perked up, sat up straight, and asked, “What?”

“One sec.”

I was annoyed about being kept in the dark, but I knew her too well to say something. She wanted to double-check this.

She turned her chair to look at me, and with a smile on her face, she said, “I think we’ve got a way to communicate with the Zephyr!”

“No way! How?”

“I’ve analyzed the data stream coming in, and it’s the source code for an application. I’m compiling it now to see what it does.”

“But… how?” I asked again, missing the big picture here.

“Okay. I think it’s like this. Bear with me. The Zephyr receives information from the terra site, so they know how the planet is doing before landing or sending specific equipment from Earth.”

“Okay…”

“This is a very, very narrow band and only suitable for sending text in small pieces. But that’s enough since we only need that telemetry data, and not even in real-time. I think someone at the Zephyr reversed the flow and reprogrammed the telemetry system so it can relay its communications to us.”

“Oh wow!” I said, realizing my mouth was open.

“Pretty clever, yeah,” Nadia said and turned to face her monitor as the progress bar on her screen was approaching 100%.

“Now what?” I asked anxiously.

“I’ll see if I can run the program. I don’t have a clue what it is. It might also just be a simple document wishing us good luck.”

“No!”

“I’m kidding,” she chuckled. And after a short pause, she continued, “But it can be. Although I find it hard to believe that they would put this much effort into it.”

“Let’s see,” I said as I toyed nervously with a couple of my pubes.

Nadia’s eyes briefly went to my fiddling fingers, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly upward. It was barely there, but I noticed. I didn’t care at that moment because I just had to know what the application was all about.

“It’s done!” Nadia said and started clicking and typing away.

I saw her moving some files around, edit a couple of text files, and finally, she opened the freshly compiled application.

“It’s a chat app!” she said excitedly.

I looked at the screen where a clunky and rudimentary chat app was showing. The top half of the screen was for the other side, and in the bottom half, we could type our text.

“Type something!” I exclaimed, “Let them know we’re here.”

“What should I type?” Nadia asked and looked very indecisive.

“Anything,” I answered, trying to keep calm.

“You do it,” Nadia said as she moved the keyboard my way.

I immediately started typing. If this was what we thought it was, this was our only and final option.

Hello?

I expected I had to wait a while for a response, but less than two seconds later, a response showed up.

Hello! Aidan and Nadia?

Yes! We’re still on Aetheria.

We know! We saw your Morse code. Your parents are very worried about you. How are you?

We’re okay. We survived the quake and lived inside the remote site for a while, expecting the main base to come and rescue us.

I see. We couldn’t do that. We thought you were dead. We simply didn’t have the time, people, or equipment to go and check.

I know. We saw how the main base is doing.

It took a while for another response. Nadia and I looked at each other, and I shrugged.

“Ask if they know more about the meteor,” she said.

I thought for a moment, nodded, and held my fingers above the keyboard. But before I could type anything, the Zephyr started typing again.

Your father and mother are here and want to say hello.

Hi mom and dad! Surprise!

Nadia giggled next to me and said, “You can’t say that! They were worried sick!”

The undertone in her voice was one of amusement, so I said, “Of course I can! What are they gonna do? Ground me?”

I turned my attention back to the monitor. Two lines were there that almost made me tear up.

They say they love you. And they’re sorry.

Sorry for what?

Sorry for leaving you behind.

Don’t be sorry! You did the only logical thing!! Really! It’s NOT YOUR FAULT!

Nadia placed a hand on my shoulder and gently squeezed it. I knew she felt the same about this. They thought we were dead, had one option to leave the planet, and gave it their all to find us from up there. But most of all, they never gave up.

They thank you for saying that.

And we mean it. How about that meteor? What’s the status? We kind of don’t wanna die, you know?

The meteor is still coming our way. In approximately 10 hours, it’s here.

Shoot!

Yes. But there’s been a development. Due to the gravitational pull of one of the other planets, its path had a tiny correction. It’s still going to be too close to call, but it might miss us.

And now what?

Now that we’ve established contact with you guys, we’re going to make some necessary course corrections to get back into low orbit. Then we can send down a transport to pick you up.

REALLY??

Yes, really. But during this time, we’ll have to go offline again, unfortunately. This radio won’t work in low orbit.

How much time?

It’ll take us roughly four hours to complete the maneuver. Then another thirty minutes for the transport.

We’ll make sure we’re outside near the landing zone.

That would be great because the inside dock is broken. And we don’t have very much time to spare because we need to get out of the way so the meteor or the impact on the planet won’t hit us.

Don’t worry. We’ll be ready.

Perfect! We’re starting the maneuver in five minutes. Anything else?

No! Glad you’re coming for us!

See you in a couple of hours then. Be ready! Zephyr out.

“OH MY GOD!!!” Nadia shouted and slammed her body into mine to give me the tightest hug known to men.

Tears were flowing down my cheeks from excitement and joy. When Nadia looked at me, she was also crying. But these were good tears! Without saying anything, we moved in close, and kissed each other firmly, our wet faces pressed together.

“We’re going to live, Ay!”

“Yeah… we’re being rescued thanks to you!”

“Don’t be silly!” Nadia said sternly, “If you didn’t put those rocks out there-“

“If you weren’t this smart to decipher that data stream, we’d be hopelessly lost,” I interrupted.

“Stop saying that!! WE did it. You and me! We! Together.”

I didn’t want to hear it, but when she said it, I knew she was right. We had both played our parts in this. I decided to drop it and to change the subject.

“So… Do we need to prepare anything? Should we go outside already, just to be sure?”

“Nah. We’ll only need our suits. Maybe grab some clothes and other personal stuff from our room?”

“Good idea,” I said, “I’d say we’ve got about three and a half hours to kill before we head out, right? I reckon we better be outside too early rather than too late, right?”

“Yeah. It is better to wait outside for an hour than miss the ride because of a stupid error like a leaking suit or something. With an hour to spare, we’ve got time to fix it.”

“Bisque!”

Nadia started putting on her clothes. This reversed striptease in front of me never got old, and I stalled with putting on my own clothes just so I could watch this.

As she pulled down her shirt, hiding her little black bra from view, I started putting on my clothes. I made a little show of adjusting my chubbed-up dick inside my boxers as Nadia watched intensely what I was doing. I wasn’t an expert at this. Far from it, actually! But I felt a tension in the air I couldn’t quite place.

“Ready?” I asked as I held my finger above the button that opened the door.

End of chapter 12

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