Sighing she checked the saddlebags on the old motorbike, an inheritance from an old family friend, it was a big old messenger bike he'd acquired for his collection and subsequently given to her as a birthday gift when he found a better specimen for his collection. Her parents where taking the cars to go to the airport and station respectively, so she couldn't borrow either of the cars as she took her brother on the long journey to their aunt and uncles house for the week while their parents where away. "Come on, it's going to be a long enough trip without you taking forever to get ready!" She called into the house. Jay was just finishing the last few bits of packing, fishing the fur mags he hid under his mattress and stowing them in his backpack, in the waterproof compartment as he heard his older sister call for him. He clambered down the stairs bag in tow and pulling it on over his shoulder as he pushed through the door, calling one last good-bye to their parents. He was excited to be able to spend time with his sister, though she didn't act like a sister to him more of a careful confidant or good friend. He’d started enjoyed being close to her, and this bike trip was good for him to be close to her. "Took you long enough. Come on." With that she took a few attempts to turn over the old machine, eventually getting it to sputter into life. Tossing his helmet at him she wriggled to get comfortable astride the chugging machine, before checking over to her younger brother. They where comfortably close, the family had limited issues with moving nude between the bathroom and bedroom or when changing to swim in an old millpond on their land, but the siblings probably hadn't seen each other such since he hit puberty. But she did make it clear if he had questions about "it" (or anything at all), she could be asked, as their parents where perhaps a bit more reserved on such topics. He found himself looking at his sister's rear as she tried to kick start the bike. Her tail flicking around letting him see her ample curves, all the more apparent in her tight riding riding trousers. What was it about equestrian (and apparently biker) girls fantastic thighs he wondered, shaking off the strangely intrusive thought about his sister almost as soon as it formed. He almost missed her tossing him the little ¾ helmet with a rider comm-link to him. He caught it and snuggled it on over his head band. Doing the straps as she turned around. "I can’t believe they are OK with this!" He commented as he lined up to mount the back of the now living angry machine. Jay thought back to all the other friend's parents giving the whole speech about motorbikes and that they're not safe. They weren't wrong; in unskilled hands, or overconfident hands, they surely lived up to their dangerous reputation (that said, the same was true for any other heavy machinery), but his sister was ever vigilant and dead set on caution before recklessness. She didn't mind the bike, but it did mean she was having a hard time convincing her parents to get her a car. It got good looks going to school, and it was fun, especially cursing around the country side but, it was more temperamental than anything and not exactly practical for passengers, shopping or inclement weather. "You hear me OK? Test test check one two?" She crackled into the comm. "Hay, they let me have it in the first place. Though even I question driving this far" She mounted and tapped at the nav on the handles, checking the volume in her link and the directions where OK. "It'll be fun, I guess. Get to cruise down A roads and stuff. It'll take longer but, I'm not taking the motorway. Did that over to Birmingham once, sod doing that again. We should be near a decent pub for lunch... I think." She clipped on her dead-man’s switch before snuggling down. "Shall we?" She glances over at him. Shifting his rucksack and making sure it was properly on his back, he slipped onto the pillion seat resting his thighs on hers and his paws in front of her hips, interlocked. "Yeah I hear you, but still it'll be a little bit of a journey" Wriggling to be sure, she starts off with a final wave to their parents. Rolling them out the drive and into the quiet country lane. "Yeah, it's a way, but we'll be OK. A week at the families, at least they have a swimming pool and stuff. Didn't uncle Dave give you some new big game last time just ‘cos we don't see them that often?" They rumble down the roads, passing the odd car in the early morning roads. Shifting she feels the fuel tank bag press against her crotch slightly, the firm end of it transmitting the engines vibration more so to her crotch. That was one thing about this bike, boys (and some girls) did like to see her on it. And it's heavy rumble certainly added to the fun. "Yeah, he got me Call Of Honour XIV" He thought back to the public gift he got the hide the secret one his uncle had hidden in the bag. Dave had been always been one to toe the line; he had gotten the pup a pocket "toy" designed to look like a can of pop as soon as Jay had expressed an interest in girls. He’d used it until his sister thought was an empty tin of pop on the floor under his bed and binned it. The combination of vibrations from the engine, the dirty fantasies and being pressed up against a girl was causing his trousers to loose any space they had as he felt himself harden. His paws shifted as they begin to open up the speed, forcing him to grip onto her in anyway he can, his legs squeezing her haunches and his paws trying to find more firm purchase on his sister; leaving him groping her bust. She shifted again as they gained speed. She was starting to think of their uncle and aunt. They where practising nudists and very liberal, or more accurately, libertine. Their aunt had bought her a tiny lipstick styled vibrator years ago when her breasts had started to come in and she's expressed an interest in boys (and girls). Of course, when they where little clothes stayed on, but she got the feeling this week may take a turn. After all, just a year ago they'd left her brother behind for a party, her mum, dad and her all going nude for a long weekend. Of course, she'd stolen away with a few of the boys, and girls (and men and women). Her mind started to turn over what may happen in the coming days and weeks. Soon enough she just zoned out and focused on the ride. It was still a long way to their first stop. Jay slowly realised where his hands where, and although he wasn’t sure what boobs though a top would feel like, but has his hands gently vibrated against her nipples he was pretty sure he could feel her nipples… or more accurately what felt nipple piercings, small firm bars. He wasn’t sure but, he was pretty certain he’d never seen them pierced before, although His mind didn't dwell too long on that before he felt his cock slide out the top of his pants and into his trousers, throbbing and swelling out pre-cum as he felt it vibrate between his sister's taut ass. His hormone addled mind, already awash on the heady seas of feeling breasts for the first time and being pressed against an objectively attractive girl, compelled him to grind slightly against her. She felt his hands start to move on her chest. Was he feeling her up? Could he feel her nipple bars? She tried to put it out of her mind, he wouldn’t do something like this, he was her little brother. Her brother wouldn't be feeling her up would he? And god's damn that stupid phone of his was digging into her ass. She liked tech but that thing was absurd, she had no idea what you'd want such a large screen unless you looked at porn on it all the time. "Hay, you OK there? Soon be at a first stop or you need to stop sooner?" "I'm f-fu-fine" he stammers as they go over a some rough patches, his paws on her chest as he pulled himself closer as he went slightly airborne in the seat, his cock firmly pressing into her rear. "If yo-you need we can stop, but I'm g-good" "OK, we'll power on then. Not long at all, maybe an hour or so. Remember when we came down to these woods ages ago? All the bluebells blooming? You where little, but somewhere near here is that heritage railway." God it wasn't even ten and they had been on the road for several hours. Slowing as they hit a large empty straight she pushed back and arched her back slightly, feeling her brother hands push into her chest, and his stupid phone poke into her ass, she stretched out a leg, pushing her as harder against that phone. Quietly she hoped that during their time she could at least sneak off into the town nearby to find a quick hookup, between exams, extra-curricular activities and her volunteering she’d not had anything not make of steel or silicone between her legs for several months. "So... Close..." He murmured, hopeful the mic didn't pick it up as he felt her ass press against his length, causing the tip to peak out of his trousers and press directly against his tummy fur. The vibrations and rubbing was really taking him to the edge. He began mentally cursing his sister for throwing away his toy, it just wasn’t the same to go back to using his hand. As she stretched her shirt came untucked, letting his hands slide down in a concerted effort to try and avoid having to explain why there was a drying white stain on his shirt and trousers, or worse down her back. "Huh? What?" She thought he’d said something but wasn’t sure. The cool air on her tummy front the slight untucked shirt is a welcome distraction from her brother seemingly feeling her up, until his hands moved down to her tummy, on the weight it was preferable to being felt up by her brother. Thankfully his stupid phone had moved, it wasn't much more comfortable but at least it wasn't jabbing her as badly. She abruptly made a surprised sound and brings her glove up to wipe off a large fly hit from her visor. "Dammit, hang on. There's a lay-by coming, we'll stop early, there." she tries to wipe off the stain, "guess I'll just pee in the hedge..." She mumbled. He starts at the sudden exclamation by her "You OK?" "Yeah just pulling over quickly" They glide into the lay-by, separated from the quiet road by a small island with a stand of trees and messy shrubs in the middle. "Some massive fly or something hit my helmet and I can't see properly. You can pee if you need. And can you please move your phone. It's been poking me in the ass all the way!" She flicks the stand and let's the engine idle as she lets her legs down, straddling the bike as she takes her helmet off to try and scrub the fly off. He dismounts the bike, as he does so he can’t help but take a quick glance at his sisters ass, he hoped that wasn’t his pre on her ass. "My phone is in my bag?" He trails off as he suddenly realises she could feel him. He looks again at the wet spot on her ass, he quickly adjust his jacket to hide his dick. From her lack of reaction she’d clearly not heard him. Moving into the brush to get some privacy he unzips and lets his length engorge from the lack of restrictions in its blood flow. He sighed, looking up at the sky, from a distance it would seem he just started to piss. He had to admit, it was quite thrilling and pleasant to stand with is semi-hard cock out in the cool air. He heard some rustling as Melody went into the shrubs nearby. He assumed he was was hidden, after all the bush looked thick from his perspective. Unconcerned he started to massage his cock, smearing pre over his length. She doesn't catch what he said before he went to relieve himself. After a quick wipe down of her helmet she follows him and squats in the bush to pee. Looking up she sees him, then sees him. When had he gotten so big! He was standing there just holding his cock, slowly stroking it as she pee'd a meter or two away. It'd been a while since she'd seen him nude, but... Not long enough for him to get so... Big. He wasn't quite on par with their father but, he would be with time. Maybe bigger. Finishing she shifted and watched him stroke himself. She'd not managed to get any action in weeks because of exams, and god's she needed some stress relief. And there was maybe four and a half inches of it. Maybe he had been feeling her up. Could she ... Maybe... She stood up, and decided to see how he'd react, creeping off and round to surprise him. She approached from behind, she dropped her jacket over the bike, leaving her in a tight rock t-shirt, her pierced nipples clearly visible as she pulled it tight and stood up. "Taking your time! You need a hand there!" She caught him in a playful way around the chest with one arm, the other around the tummy, head on his shoulder. When he was really little she'd done it to him when she'd bath him to help clean his cock, or just to help him shower or aim when learning to pee standing up. But now, it was much much bigger and they both fully grasped what it could be used for. He jumps into her as she wraps herself around him, his cock mere centimetres from her paw that she skilfully placed on his pubis. His cock throbbed excitedly as his grip caused the root to fully pop from the sheath, allowing his know to swell slightly. His musk rising to his nose, and surely hers. He looked over as best he could with her body pulled close against his. He saw her shirt surely purposely showing her nipples off. His cock throbbed more. "Gahh! whatcha trying to do give me a heart attack?" He stammers as his cock throbs faster. "Ahaha am I not allowed to check on my little brother" She laughs softly at his reaction. Shifting her stance, she lets one hand graze the root of his cock, the other staying as is as she stands straight as if measuring herself against him, easily resting her chin on his head. "Although not so little any more, seems you've grown. Just was worried how long you where here. Just wanted to make sure everything's OK. If you needed a hand or something? " She teases, part hoping he rebukes her, part hoping he invites more. Her gestures and bouncing around just sends his mind into overdrive when she teases him. His cock letting a thick bead of pre drool from it’s tip. He groans softly at the brush of her paw touching his cock. "I think... I am OK... " He pants from the sheer need to cum. His cock throbbing lamely as he sniffs the air smelling the not so wholesome scent of his loving sister, and his own need. "If you're sure you're all finished here..." With that she releases him and makes her way back to the bike, taking the chance to stretch expansively, and give him a show of her body in the fitting t-shirt and trousers. She can't deny being glad at the rebuke. She can just brush this off as some sibling teasing and that she thought he was just having a piss. His eyes follow her as she leaves, the slight outline of her nipples just visible though her top. He can’t help but salivate at the idea of sucking on them… did he just think that?! Sighing deeply, feeling somewhat weird at his fantasies and sudden interest in his sister, he shoves his still hard cock back into his trousers, securing it with the waistband of his pants and trousers to try and conceal his bludge. Buttoning again as he saw the damp splotch he had made on her still glistening, though not visibly sheen, as it dried into her trousers. Her mind returned to the task at hand of driving to their destination. She'd rapidly dismissed the entire event as a one off stupid decision and hoped he'd think nothing of it. She left her jacket unzipped but fastened the button at the top and belt at the middle to help hold it closed. Despite the wind she was rather warm in it. She adjusted herself and sat waiting astride the ancient grumbling machine. The road was long as straight, with good views the entire run from where they where, maybe she could open up the throttle a bit, like that one day at a closed airfield a few months ago… a lot of old men had clearly been wishing for x-ray vision then… Seeing her brother emerge to return she inspected his helmet at the distance. They'd bought it specifically for this trip, and taken a few trips around the block to get used to riding pillion. It was just a full face cub mid-size helmet with a high-vis orange and silver stripe down the middle and back, somewhat contrasting to her one, which was a modern take on an old dispatch rider helmet (and therefore with more safety features). He mounted the bike behind her, his legs settling in again to sandwich his sister's curves. His paws stayed on her waist though a digit or two slipping between her shirt and belt, but nothing further. He sighed internally as he thought about the incident, secretly hoping it wouldn't be a one-off and maybe go further. Even if they were related it was thrilling to think about maybe having sex with her. His friends would be so jealous, he knew they found her hot, they had said as much, and she was older which made it all the more thrilling. She wriggled one last time as she got seated correctly and kicked off the stand. "Hold on, and, please don't tell mum about this." With that she accelerates hard onto the road, opening the throttle and giving the large engine a good chance to stretch it's legs with a rattling roar. Revealing in the rush of speed and having to handle the heavy machine she soon left her sexual conundrum behind and instead focused on the ride. "wh-Aaa!" He only has a moment to react to her statement before the acceleration hit. He had to hunch down as her ass pressed back against his needy cock, the vibrations from the engine roaring to life now much more problematic to his underpants situation. His paws couldn’t help but slip up under her shirt, his claws running through her soft fur until he managed to get some purchase, unfortunately on her boobs. Who said brothers don't make good support? She pays no mind to her brother now outright groping her as she reveals in the speed and power of the machine between her legs, soon enough they stop accelerating and start to cruse though the countryside again, slowing to the speed limit. "We'll be a couple of hours before we stop again OK? You OK back there? "Good here, just that was a surprise." Panicking he returns his paws to a more acceptable position on her tummy, "sorry" he hurriedly blurts, suddenly feeling guilty of straight groping his chest. She settles down and let's the miles tick by as the make their way. Soon enough they reach the small village and it's roadside pub where they stop for lunch. "All right, wake up. Lunch time. Last stop before we are there, and you can put that stupid phone in your bag, it’s been poking me in the ass all the way" "Err... My phone is in my bag..." he stammers as he is bounced into her due to a speed bump, his hard cock pushing firmly into her, the weight shift pushing her tank-bag into her crotch at the same time. She revs the engine one last time as they glide in and pull up to a stop. Turning off the engine and putting down the kickstand. He dismounts and stands off to the side, without thinking he starts stretching, unintentionally flashing the very tip of his red rocket to his sister as his trousers slip down slightly and shirt rides up, what was more noticeable was the bludge in his trousers. As she affixes the chain lock to the bike she glances up and catches a brief glimpse of his tip. "So, what's that I felt?... Oh...ohhh... I guess the vibrations and being cuddled up against someone's ass will have that effect on a growing boy like you" she teases as she stows her helmet. Stretching herself and deliberately pushing her chest out. He flushes and flusters, his mind suddenly catching up with what was said and panicking. "Let's get some food" she says over her shoulder as she heads in. Like any teenage boy, he immediately adjusts himself and takes out his phone, hoping to move on from the embarrassment. One of his friends sent him a text in the group chat, it was a picture in the. He clicked to download it as he followed his sister in. As he entered the small pub, the picture loaded. It was a picture of him riding on the back of the very bike sitting outside. With the caption, "found you a summer time cutie?", naturally the responses, the few there where, where puerile, lewd and expressions of jealousy. They never made a big deal to correct his friends in thinking they weren't related, after all they didn’t look much alike, and often she was around more as a baby sitter when they where if she wasn’t hiding in her room. "Think I can get a cider?" He asks pocketing his phone, hoping maybe he could get some alcohol. "Eh, if they sell it to you with food I don't care, use the money mum and dad gave you. Just don't vomit down my back... Again. Just a pint of tap water and an apple juice for me." She gives him a cheeky grin at the reference the first time he'd gotten drunk at the back field not when celebrating bonfire night. He’d rapidly learned the lesson of moderation after imbibing a bit too much during the party was no-one was really paying attention to him (and he wanted to look cool in front of the adults and older kids, as this was the first time he’d been allowed to stay so late at the party) Their parents didn't mind him having the odd drink, as long as it was in moderation and with food, among other caveats. "I'm going for a wee, find a table." She wandered to the bars toilets, the place had two toilets: one accessible one, and one unisex of a stall in the corner with a sink and urinal in the room. The lock on the stall wasn't in great nick so she held it shut with an outstretched leg as she did her business. "I guess," he moved around the small seating area and found a booth with room for his bag and jacket against the wall. Placing his and his sisters drink order at the bar with a bored looking sheep lad. His bladder then spoke up, finding there was only the one unisex bathroom, and the accessible was in use, he stepped though the door, seeing that it had a lock like the one at the cinema he flicked the little nob and headed to the urinal, thinking nothing more of it as he unzipped. His prick had finally softened so it was easy enough to pee, even though he was still semi hard. Melody rolled her eyes, their mum had tried to call her several times since she had texted saying they had arrived (as she sat down on the loo), giving up she raised the phone to her ear and started to talk to her mother quietly, not hearing the door or lock. Finishing up she stood and flushed, forgetting the door as she hitched up her trousers. Getting lost in the conversation the door started to swing open before she finished pulling her trousers up and fastening her tail popper, showing her simple white and blue striped panties clad ass off. "Yes I'm riding safely. If you just let me buy a car... I know I can't afford one but Tilly got a new mini cooper S for her birthday and all I wanted was a little pop-pop... Yes he's been no trouble, spent most of the ride off with the fairies while hanging on..." She was paying no attention to that her trousers where still unbuckled and that her ass was on show as he fished up himself. Zipping himself up he heard his older sister's voice as she spoke on their phone, from the sound of it she was speaking to their mother, and asking for car, which would have somewhat ruined being pressed up against her and the interesting experiences he’d had. As he went to wash his hands he saw the stall door was open, and her ass was on show as she faced away from him. He padded softly behind her, waiting for her to end the call he quickly wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close nestling his returned bulge against her. Slowly edging his other paw down her tummy to her pubic bone resting against the hem of her panties as he gave her a soft shush as she reacted to his intrusion to her. "Need a hand there?" he imitated. She stiffens as if to fight back until she hears his voice, where she starts to soften. His thumb pushing her panties down further, her soft pubic fur separating as his paw nudged her surprisingly large pearl, his bulge pressed firmly against her. "I think you where trying to feel me up back at that lay-by, and you’ve been teasing me all the way." She squirms in his grip, even though the top of his head only reaches her shoulder she feels smaller in his embrace. She huffs softly, "Ohh, fuuuuck…" she can’t help but grind against his thighs "You're, not so... Little any more... Feel, so big, and, I saw you, hard at the lay-by, you’re definitely bigger than last I saw you" "Oh yeah?" He moves over slightly letting his length throb near her hip, his other hand shifting . "You're welcome to feel me sis, I know you've felt it on this trip" He licks at her neck (a move he’d seen in porn, having done it, he wasn’t sure he got it, she just tasted of sweat and fur), having to stand on tip-toe, "you want to feel more?" His digits exploring her crotch, trying to imitate what he’d seen in porn. She blushes and shivers. "This is wrong, you're my pup brother..." She whimpers as he feels over her labia, grinding slightly. "Well, mum and dad used to say I couldn’t be theirs, and the same about you" He referenced a joke about there being a mix up at the hospital when he was born – he was all blond fur and rounded, more like a retriever than a German shepherd – and how his sister looked nothing like the rest of the family, being more liked a merle collie (although he suspected there was more to it but never knew why). He grabbed her hand and directed it towards his bludge as he continued to nuzzle and gyrate against her. "You really seem like you want this too though~" He continued to let his digits swirl at her entrance. Huffing she grips his length, gently stroking it. Feeling the size of his cock though his trousers. "Ohhhh...p... please... It's, been... So long...so...long" She pushes into his fingers, her need soaking them, as she finishes her sentence she grips his cock. "What do you want sis? Talk to me..." he growls lowly as he continues to feel at her insides, thrusting slowly against her paw as she pumps his length, now fully out his trousers. He’d desperately aware that he has no idea what he’s doing and is just copying porn, but from the smell of it, that didn’t matter. Suddenly he realised why this was; the slight smell he’d been catching was her heat! All she can do is huff and whimper, unable to work out if she wants to proceed down the dangerous path of fucking her pup brother… "Just, please... Fuck me…" she groans as he finally does something that’s not just inexperienced fumbling. She pushes forward and bends, dropping her trousers and flagging to him, showing her panties clad ass to him. A dark patch over her crotch. "Fuck me brother. You've... your so big now... I know you want it. I felt you during the ride. I've see you trying to peek when we're alone at home. The walls are thin... I know you've heard me... Just, fuck me please" "Right, here... right now?" He says letting her present herself to him, suddenly aware that he is about to loose his virginity to his older sister in a pub bathroom. He feels himself reach out and feels her ass, peeling her panties off to revel the first pussy he’d seen not on a screen since he’d become interested in them. That made up his mind too, it looked so… good. "Oh like you've not fantasized about this... I've seen those videos on your laptop" she teases back, one hand snaking back to play with her cunt, spreading it slightly, giving him a better view of her cookie, and causing his cock to throb with need. He steps forward and angles himself, lining himself up with her, he slides himself in. "oooohhhh…fuuuu… Mel… you feel so good..." "ohhh gawwds you ffeel sooo...bbiiiigg" she moans long and low as he hilts into her, he’s not actually that big, but he’s the first living cock she’s had in a while so... "fuck me… fuck your big sister, show me your a big boy… show me what you learned from all that porn… I bet I’ve taught you well" She teases back to him, one hand out on the wall supporting her over the toilet, the other between her legs, paw pads occasionally grazing his cock. They’d had a number of conversations about sex, not specifics but general about foreplay and oral such. "Still..." He groans as he begins to buck his hips into her his balls swinging and slapping her thighs as he hammers home. Hunching down over her back, gripping her and humping desperately. "... I'm certain there's still more to be..." He grips her, his claws digging in softly. "d-done" She moans softly as she feels him grip her on, clearly getting close. "Good, I'm sure we can teach you some more..." Her fingers work at her cunt as she teases him. "Ooohh, that's it, fuck me. Fuck your dirty sister, cum in me, I'll cum when you do... So... Close… cum for your sister" He shifts and keeps pounding desperately into her pussy. His knot swelling and kissing her vulva as she slips her hand back and grips his knot. He keep thrusting into her, the pressure of her hand on the root of his cock causing his knot to swell, she grips his knot adding the evenly sensation as he climaxes. His cock throbs and shoots strings of watery young canine cum into his older sister. Surging out enough it starts to drip out of her leading down her thighs mat his pubic fur. "When you're done I have something for you to eat…" She pants Feeling his young cock spasm as he started to cum in her she moans and releases his knot and returns to play with her pussy clenching and throbbing around him as she cums not long after he does. "Ohhhh good boooooyyyy..." She moans, sagging slightly as she comes down from her climax. He sags over her, soon recuperating, his softening cock retreating from his sisters pussy, he stands with the goofy smile of a post orgasm teen who just lost his virginity and is eager to do it again. He quickly splashes some water over his cock to get some of the cum off. A knock at the door causes him to jump. "Just a moment!" he calls as he zips his trousers and checks he doesn’t look suspect. He moves to unlock the door, glancing over at the stall he sees the door is closed again. "Sorry" he does his best awkward embarrassed pup look, which seems to work as the lady who had knocked softened and smiled “Oh, sorry – thought this was a normal loo” she notices the single stall and urinal and enters the accessible loo instead” Sitting on the toilet, jamming the door again with her shoe she takes a quick moment to clean up. Pulling out her phone she snaps a few dirty pictures, and a short video of her pushing his cum out of her sopping pussy, sending them to her brother. Content that she's together and the room is otherwise empty, she flushes, washes her hands and leaves, seeking out her brother. He’d not lasted that long, it was his first time and he was still a pup, so it was no surprise really. He sits back at the table booth and watches the busty snow leopard working the bar and was wearing a low cut corset, and a faux Victorian lace choker, looking the proper “county bar maid”. Melody eventually finds him and slides in, picking up the dog eared menu. "You ordered yet? Or shall I?” she looks over the menu "and before you say it, yes, that’s Gwen, she was a couple of years above me. Her dad owns the place and she's helping over summer." she says of the bar woman. "No, not yet. Just drinks." He faintly remembered Gwen. He was pretty sure they had been dating years ago, but according to their parents they where “very good friends”. He stretches his legs, “accidentality” brushing her leg and gave her a smile. He was still feeling heady after having sex for the first time. "OK, what'd you want?" She smiles back before flopping the menu down and scrubbing her eyes "And before you say anything, we dated for a few months when we where at school. Mum and dad insisted we where “just good friends” to you. I'll tell you later. Guess I should be open with you, given I just took your virginity." She tried to make a “lovey dovey" face but couldn’t keep a snigger off of her muzzle. "So romantic darling, was it all you dreamed of. The smell of cheep bleach and air freshener. The way the light glinted off the porcelain bowl" Failing to think of a retort he settle for sticking his tongue out at her and pulling a face at her teasing. "I’d like another go if you let me. But, can I have the pie and chips please?" Glancing at Gwen he looks back “I think I walked in on you two kissing anyway, so I worked it out” "Pff, you where barely old enough to understand what you saw. You probably only worked it out later" “Well, yeah…” After a moments thought he quickly closes the gap over the table plants a kiss directly on her lips which, causes her to stiffen in surprise and blush deeply. "Anyway, I have to remind my friends most of the time that we are related." He settles back on his side of the booth. Tapping his phone he passes it to her, the message, and reactions from his friends, showing. She shrugs. "Careful you. You look young enough to get me in trouble with that kind of behaviour. But you're right, don’t they think I’m a babysitter or adopted/step whatever?" She eyes the photo again. "What're you going to tell him? That Thomas? The one who gives off strong heteroflexible vibes, plays for the rugby sevens? Goat or something?" "Dunno... just thinking of going with it, if you want." He smirks, "And yes, he is, but he’s an African wild dog with cross of something. George is the goat who is … what was it you said “all twitchy like a meerkat at the zoo”?" Nodding as she remembers she stands goes to the bar to order, exchanging small talk with Gwen about university, exams, general gossip. He sighs thinking. If he rolls with it he'd probably be hounded for some lewd details but, he did want to brag about being the first of the group to have sex. He sat and tapped away at his phone seeing the notification from his sister's messages but didn't open them yet. Ordering and picking up their drinks onto a tray, hearing her brother's phone buzz again on the wooden soundboard of the table, she heads back to the table. The small talk with Gwen is nice enough. But they both have things to do, and her mind is working over all that just happened: she'd just fucked her younger brother, for his first time, in a pub toilet stall. That, in and of itself, was not OK, sending him photos of what he'd done to her... Yeah... No. And now what? What would he tell is friends? She was pretty sure none of them where fucking and could remember what some of her friends who where boys had been like after one of them lost their virginity, so the opportunity to lord it over them with that, and that she was old enough to have a motorcycle... Fishing out her phone she contemplates deleting the message before deciding against it, it would give him something new and you can't change the past. "Alia iacta est" she whispers to herself as she re-pockets her phone as makes her way to the table. He shifts in his seat as he decides to open the messages from his sister and click download. He began to chew his lip as he thought about her comment earlier "we can teach you more..." Who was “we”? Was it Gwen? What did any of it mean. He was so confused, so much was going so fast. His heart raced and he blushed, if he was going to be able to get the company of Gwen he wasn't sure he could keep up. Not that he wouldn't try. His cock throbbed excitedly at this thought as he drifted into daydream waiting on his phone to download the picture and short clip. Noticing the images load he looked at the pictures; one was a dishevelled topless pic from his sister, one without her panties obscuring her cream-pied entrance and a short video of her pushing the cum out in thick gooey gobs. His cock throbbed again, starting to harden again. "You forgot this. Hay you, been ages, you've grown up so much. You probably don't remember me." Gwen had come back with his sister as she slipped in opposite him. He hurriedly locks his phone She bubbles and smiles back at Melody, a small lesbian pride flag glinting from her choker. "I'll send you the details, you'll love Mary, I can't believe I met the perfect girl! You'll get on so well. Anyway, enjoy your meal and holiday!" Melody waves her off and smiles. "I could see you eyeing her. She's gay as the day is long. Straight as a roundabout. Bent as a three bob bit. So don't get ahead of yourself Romeo. Get one taste... Boys guh" She can't keep a straight face as she teases him. Cocking her head she registers his mood better "You OK there? You seem very thoughtful? After we eat we'll head out. If you need to talk, you know I'm here, right?" She looks deeply sincere and concerned. "I'm... Just not sure what to say about anything right now... Well... I want to continue to be around you but I… I’m Not sure how to make it where you are comfortable and don't feel like… I don’t know, like I’m just a horny teenage boy looking to use you, because I care about you but right now..." His paws grip the napkin as he speaks quietly "Right now I want to shove my cock in you again and bury my knot again and again and..." His breathing ragged as he feels overwhelmed by everything "I want you... I've never felt this urge so strongly... And I feel sick… and I want to just hang out and cuddle and..." He pauses and he looks up at her in earnest, "I don't regret anything, just I... I don't want to hide but don't see how we can." "ohh, OK...look." She sighs, "I don't think you think if me as just something to use. I think you're my horny little brother who is... Still finding his feat with sex and stuff... When I was your age...OK I wasn't a boy but... I get it. I had been, /active/ for a long time by your age, not all of which was... Appropriate... I'll... I'll tell you properly when we're somewhere more private... But, sex isn't anything to be ashamed of. Shit if you told your friends you'd fucked me, your sister, I know a couple would be jealous... I heard you and ... Thomas … whoever, when he said he'd fuck his sisters and brother…" She sags "I'm sorry, I started this at the pull in... Just, it's been a while. After things ended with Sam and then exams...I just... I don't regret it. It's happened, just... There's a lot in our family about sex and stuff... It's why I'm a collie merle like...parts of the family...and your just normal sheppy... like mum and dad...even if you looked like a retriever when you came out..." "yeah, but I don't want this... To just be sex...." His voice horse around the words, he looked like he was about to cry "... And that feels hard to admit... " He sighs and shifts back to the booth back. "I just have a lot of questions and... I'm not sure what the answers are and I don't want you to feel pressured and well some of them I just don't want to guess... But also don't want to know" She reaches over and grips his hands. "Look... I... Shit... Look, just... I don't and won't feel pressure. I'm a big girl y'know. Bigger than you anyway...but, this is complicated... And... I felt like this after my first time...with a guy...and that was... Even less appropriate..." She releases his hands and leans back, sighing and rubbing her eyes. They sit in silence. The food arrives. Delivered by the lad who'd taken their drinks order. "One pie and chips, one gammon with egg and chips. An apple juice and half of Hooky. Can I get anything else?" He places the items down, not paying attention and working on autopilot. "No, thank you" he said as the food was delivered and he looked up at his sister and smiled. He seemed to relax as she leaned back, returning the smile. He moved and let leg and brush hers. Maybe he'd be OK, as much as sex was still on his mind he didn't want to hurt her with his sudden urges. "T-thank you sis, I just... You know... Been hard to find a way to express." She gently rubs her foot against his leg in a theoretically reassuring manner as she smiles softly at him. "I know pup, I know. Not an easy time or thing to handle. Just, take some time to breath and think over what questions you may want to ask, and what you actually, well, want" She neatly slices a chunk of gammon off with a bit of the egg. "We have nothing but time for the next few weeks. Just the long stretch of summer holidays." "I mean... I want to be attached to you for as long as I can, for as many times as I can... I want... I want to experiment more... I just don't want you to feel pressured cos I’m your brother...I'd be fine with just being your living..." He pauses and leans in as he flips the pie out of it’s silver case "...dildo…?" He takes a quick bite, "just... A thought, train me up to get you off quickly ... Have you in orgasmic bliss for as long as we can help it… I don’t know I just, want to be with you." She stifles a laugh. "Oh. Ohhh noo. I don't need a... I fuck people because I want more than just a latex lover. I have plenty of those to keep me occupied..trust me... I want you to, have fun, experiment, learn what /you/ want... And maybe we can find you a more... Suitable someone.” She taps at her phone and turns her phone to show a photo on social media of a busty snow leopardess in a sudo-goth swimming costume, she's about his age. "What about Katie? You remember Tats my friend, her sister? She lives down near uncle Dave... She had a crush on you when you where at school together, but was too shy to say" He chews a little bit of his food as she turns her phone around, "No way... She... Never could stay in the same room as me alone... Are you sure?" She rolls her eyes at that, "Yeah. Turns out, suffers massive social anxiety and some other MH stuff, now she's getting help and meds, she's turned into a lovely girl, still quiet but, yeah. Like her sister. But less... Anyway. Just, have a think. There's a lot for me to say and, you'll probably have questions... But, suffice to say, what happened is not that uncommon in this family. How's the pie?" She waves her fork at his plate as he works though his food "...still dripping from you I'd imagine..." He gives her a cheeky grin as he nods and says, seeing what he can get away with, and trying out some terms he’d learned from porn. His comment gets a groan from her of unimpressed amusement “It’s decent enough, but Katie?" "Keep on like this and I will regret it. I'm just trying to help. Look, maybe... Just... I think there's a lot to talk about” “Yeah, I understand, I'm just trying to lighten the mood, sorry." Her brother says finishing his pie and mopping up some of the gravy with a chip. She blows a hard raspberry at him, then makes a strange noise as she part belches as she blows and starts to laugh. "I'm just trying to make sure you're OK. You're my little brother, so, I feel obligated to make sure you're OK and don't get into trouble like I do" "Finishing inside my sister without a condom in a pub bathroom seems like it would be a lot of trouble, for the both of us." He looks embarrassed and awkward. "So... What do you want to do about my friend's?" He asks, evidently the friend who snapped it didn't stay quiet. "aaacually not as risky as it was the first... Yeah." "And as for your friends, potty socks" she teases, referencing a name from when he was a very little pup and couldn't say "spotty socks" regarding is favourite sock design. She shrugs and shifts, fiddling with her glass. "Your friends, what're they saying? You probably have a group chat or something right? If they've moved on, maybe just let it be?" "Yeah, they made some comments then moved waiting on me to come online to rib me over games." He thought internally, “crap... She usually hangs out with me and watches. She knows what they’d say and want to talk about. What would I say?” "Well unless you have you have something to play on, haven't you told them you're staying away for a couple of weeks" She quirks her eyebrow, she'd heard him chatting with friends as the console was still in the living room or, as his window had a nook she'd taken over to read if he was on his PC. She taps her phone on the table as she stands. "Well, if you have your laptop you can chat with them when we get to uncle Dave's, they have the internet." "Got the switch, and my laptop…" He said as he looks down at his empty glass and then back at his sister. "I don't know what they're going to say, or what I will say" He seems to be worried about her getting offended or upset by his friends as the can be crass. "I've heard you and your friends." She stretches and starts to head to the bike, waving to Gwen. "Empty the tank and we can start to make way." "Yeah but, this is different, they’ve never really talked about you in … that way" he stands and looks guilty, they had made dirty comments but, it didn’t feel the same. He closes the door silently and begins to take care of business. She sighs and heads to the bike and unlocks it. Straddling the saddle, she pulls out her phone and takes a quick screenshot of her cam girl page and it's comments. /It's nice you care about that but, I'm used to it. It'll be refreshing for it to be someone I know./ She sighs. One way to tell your brother your a cam girl. Now how to say she often went into his room and rifled though his drive ... She should probably teach him about encryption like that on her PC... And maybe share some of her porn stash... Save him getting a virus, again… she should probably tell him she’d fixed his PC several times. Feeling his phone vibrate, he pulls out his phone and sees the message. His eyes widen and his cock throbs slightly as he looks at the screenshot. "Fuuuuck" His sister was a porn star. Or at least a cam girl. That was fucking cool. But, reading the comments was... Weird, so many people just saying very explicit things about his sister. Yeah, there was no way his friends could top some of those... He wondered if he'd seen any of her stuff, or if his friends had. /Don't worry, I don't think you've been watching my stuff and not realised it/ How did she know that? She'd already mentioned seeing his browser history but, did she snoop on his computer? Did she go though his things? He had when a pup but, that's what's pups do. Not something his older sister should do. What else did she know? What had she seen? Taking a breath it was all stupid to worry about, after all, he'd just fucked her in a pub toilet. She leans forward on the bikes bars, thinking. By now he'd have had sex ed. at school, but, that was not great for anything really beyond putting a condom on, general contraception and a bit on consent. Biology he'd have done the scientific side but, that was less useful. Her parents would have probably left a book out and hoped, and he was definitely searching on the web bits not covered by the book or school. She was surprised how open their parents where with her, but then again, when your daughter has a bad heat condition... Maybe it was the very hands on education she got from them had scared them off being so forward with him. But even then she'd had "the talk" long before she was his age, and had been active before he was. Sighing she shifted and sent a text to their mum. /Hay, how come you where so blunt with me about sex but not with socks?/ It was probably late night for her mum so she didn't expect a comment yet. She'd specifically asked for a call when they reached the pub, but had said she’d probably head off after and to send a message when they arrived (but may not respond). Jay came out and pulled on his helmet without saying anything, he looked thoughtful and like a moody teen. Mounting behind her as she kicked the bike back to life, he nuzzled into her and held her close in an angry/sad hug as he hung on. They travelled in silence for a few minutes, before Melody found her voice "Sorry. I…" "You look through my stuff." "Sorry" "That's not cool. Why? Why do you go though my computer?" "I..." Her voice caught in a partial sigh of shame "I'm better at computers them mum and dad, and after learning about being sensible with and on them... They just, delegated keeping you safe on them to me...I used to root though their shit all the time, then you came along, and you had some cool toys and books, and, I was curious, what's in a boy's draws? What makes your stuff different... I know what girls hide as, well, I'm one and I've seen my friends stuff, but I'd not seen boys stuff... I stopped going though your stuff unless I want something , I ask normally, but, still keep an eye on your computer as without saying as... I guess I still feel responsible for making sure you're OK. That you're not getting viruses or going places which can be trouble, and, just, wanted to be involved..." "But... You could have just asked, like when you borrow my stuff you ask. You don't go through my draws or, or read my diary" "Actually, I do… well… did... I saw a book with a proper padlock and... Just, felt it call. Interesting things are behind locks, so... I...sorry. I do a lot of stupid things you shouldn't. From sex to snooping on your stuff… I break into mum and dads office at home all the time and read their stuff..." "I know." "Eh?" "I hid my old phone in my bed once as I thought someone was. I thought it was mum looking for drugs or porn or alcohol or something. It was when she was worried I may be being tempted, when she was doing that case with the kid who was doing all kinds of stuff. Instead, I saw you. I guess, I didn't say anything as, well, I used to go through your stuff, and I know you knew. I wasn't exactly stealthy. You found some... Magazines, and sat reading them." "?!?" "Fun Guy, Fun Girl, and ... I don't remember the other. I think it was something like 'X Splicit'?" he monotones, still pressed against her. "Heh, yeah, I read a few of the articles, the one about ball checks was interesting in Fun Guy... You do check your balls right? I was surprised by Fun Girl..." "Uncle Dave got me them. He didn't know what I was in to so got me the two most famous ones and a hard core mixed one..." "And?" His voice shrank. He'd never told anyone before. "I think... I'm bi" "Pardon? The mic didn't catch that" His voice retreated even further "ithinkimbisexual" "Once more please" This time his voice returned to normal, shaky and uncertain. "I'm bi." "Sorry that tractor was loud. You OK? Say anything?" they both knew she was winding him up. But she wanted him to say it loud, to make it real. "I AM BISEXUAL! I LIKE BOYS AND GIRLS AND MEN AND WOMEN AND THINGS THAT AREN'T EITHER OR ARE BOTH BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY ARE!" he roared, losing patience. He couldn't enumerate what he felt, a mix of shame and disgust, and embarrassment at being attracted to men, and some form of relief to finally have it out there, and so so many others mixed in. The strange stigma attached to sex and sexuality in Britain, and middle-class Britain, the odd masculinity pushed by boys at school where being gay was something weird but set and so kind of accepted but deviation from a binary… being bi… He felt a hand squeezing his in comfort, but his sisters shoulders where shaking oddly, "Th...thank you for trusting me." Her voice was cracking as if she was laughing! "Are you laughing at me! What the fuck!" "Language!" She snapped back in a tone reminiscent of their mother, immediately he retreated from rising anger. "I'm sorry, I was giggling, it's... You're so proud and strong and forward about so much that this, this silly thing about who and what you like, that's what gets to you. I guess school isn't great for dealing with such... Being bi in girls is considered hot as "ooo lesbians I can fuck" but in boys it's indecisive, "just be gay", look, I don't think your friends will care. Mum and dad, none of the family that matter will give a flying if you bring a boy or girl or non-binary person or whatever/whomever home. They just want you to be happy." The sincerity of the last statement was clear. "But... When you brought home Amelia?" "Mum and dad didn't like it as she was an asshole, and she was clearly doing it to annoy her parents, she didn't care or even like me. That lasted all of two weeks." Melody sagged, "O-oh." "Remember how the liked Gwen? Or Kai?" "Kai was weird." "You where too young to understand what Kai was. But they liked Kai yeah?" "I suppose so?" "So, you OK back there? You have plenty of time to find the right one"# "But... I think I have..." "You want me as I was your first, and I... I get it…" "No! I really do like you! Like like you! I.!" She cut him off with a rev and a short surge in speed causing him to hang on "No. You like me because I'm here and you know me. I'm safe and I was your first time. You know how I know what you feel? I felt it to with my two first times and they where way less OK than what happened back there." "Two?" "Mum and dad. Some people wouldn't count mum ‘cos it was just fingers and tongues.” She went silent, contemplating what she'd said. A deep secret almost none knew. "you... You had sex with mum AND dad? When?" "Well…"